Kathy Andrews - The mother they shared

"Aunt Mandy?"

Mandy turned her head to see her niece, her brother's daughter, squatting near her head. Julie squatted like the little girl she was, knees parted. Mandy found herself looking between them, seeing the satiny inner thighs, the tight little crotch of Julie's bikini. She could see the band pulled in tightly, outlining her niece's tender young cunt.

"What is it, honey?" Mandy asked, her voice husky.

"Is it okay if we get some ice cream?"

"Of course," she said, her eyes glazing slightly as she stared, behind the dark sunglasses, at her niece's crotch and tight little ass.

"For all of us?" Julie asked. "Me and Derick and Johnny?"

"Yes, baby, that's fine," she said. "Take the money out of my bag."

She watched Julie rummage about inside the beach bag, finding the money. Julie's back was to her, and the girl was on her knees. Her cute little ass was precious, so tight and bubbly, like tasty apples barely concealed by her little bikini.

How can my brother resist that, Mandy thought, remembering she had looked that way when she first became involved with her older brother.

Maybe he was touching that sweet ass, jacking off as his daughter watched – as he had done with Mandy. The idea excited Mandy.

Mandy and Derick lived close to her brother and sister-in-law, but they saw little of each other. Derick, Johnny, and Julie were not only cousins, but very close friends, too. The three had been almost inseparable for years. Derick and Johnny were the same age. Despite Julie being a few years younger, they were seldom seen without her. Most boys that age wanted nothing to do with a girl, especially one so much younger than they, but Derick and Johnny never minded at all. They seemed to want Julie with them. Mandy wondered if they were perhaps more than very close friends and cousins, if they might not be involved in a little erotic play with each other. She didn't feel any anger about that; she felt good about the possibility.

That her son and nephew were doing what she had done with her brother to the exquisite little creature who was her niece sent a hot, wet kind of fire through Mandy's pussy, causing her clit to bulge excitedly. She tried to visualize her young son and nephew, cocks hard, fists pumping, while little Julie leaned back to catch their cum-loads in her mouth, her slim legs spread open, her sugary pink cunt wet and exposed.

Her ass writhed with the mental pictures, her cunt vibrant. She felt her son's hands caressing oil along the backs of her thighs now, and her breath caught. His hands felt so good on her thighs, so very good. He was moving them slowly, up and down, from her knees to the cheeks of her ass, but never quite touching the swell of her ass. Then his fingers were running up and down the insides of her thighs, and Mandy's cunt was responding with wet heat again.

Forgetting about the crowded beach, she turned and glanced toward her son, seeing that he did have a hard-on. His cock pressed at the front of his trunks, and she could see a small movement as it throbbed. Derick was sliding his hands up and down his mother's satiny thighs, almost panting with excitement. His excitement drove him, and the edge of his hand moved a little too high along the inside of her thigh. Mandy gasped as she felt her son's finger press at the tight crotchband of her bikini, then jerk away quickly.

Mandy's breath was hot as she slipped a hand from under her head and moved it along her side, then onto her son's thigh. She held her breath as she slowly stroked his flesh. Derick was staring at her hand, his resting on her thigh. Mandy couldn't resist. She had to touch her son's hard-on. She didn't even try to resist… the tips of her fingers touched his cock, the shaft of his cock, and Derick gasped loudly, his hands jerking off her thighs. Mandy, too, pulled her hand away.

She lay quietly again, feeling the heat on her body, between her legs, listening to her son's heavy breathing. She wanted to touch him again, feel his cock, but she didn't know what Derick would think about it.

She wouldn't be feeling so fucking horny if her husband was still alive, she tried to tell herself. But then, maybe she would. He wouldn't do some of the things she wanted. He had been very good to her, but he could not match her intense hunger for erotic games.

"This one is yours, Derick," she heard Julie say.

Turning away from her son, Mandy watched as Julie sat on the sand, her legs crossed, licking the ice cream. That pink little tongue excited her, watching it move about the ice cream the way Mandy's moved about a very stiff cock. It was an erotic thing to watch, and her cunt tingled as if she were going to have another orgasm. She didn't see Johnny anywhere, though.

Finishing his ice cream, Derick stood up.

"I gotta take a pee," he said bluntly. The boy walked across the hot sand toward the vending stands and parking lot. But he didn't enter one of the toilets. He kept going to the parking lot. Mandy, curious, suspecting her son wanted to do more than piss, sat up and brushed sand off her body, holding her halter top over her straining tits.

"Tie me up, honey," she said to Julie, who tied her halter. "Wait here for me. I'll be right back."

Mandy walked in the direction her son had gone, her ass swaying, long legs drawing the eyes of men and women alike. She ignored them, and the soft whistles of appreciation from the bolder men. She rounded the concession stands and walked to the parking lot, and then moved toward her car in a roundabout way so her son wouldn't see her.

She found Derick sitting in the car, the door closed. He was leaning back on the seat, eyes closed, and before she came close enough to look in, she knew he was jacking off. His expression told her that even before she was close enough to hear his breathing. Excitement rumbling through her, she slipped quickly to the side of the car and looked into the open window.

Derick had his cock pulled up from the waistband of his trunks, his fist sliding up and down it swiftly. Mandy swallowed as she gazed at her son, watching his fist pumping, seeing the swollen cockhead, his piss hole glistening with seeping pre-cum. The urge to push her hand into the car and grasp his cock was strong, but she resisted. She cupped her cunt as she watched him jacking off, feeling the fiery wetness through the thin cloth of her bikini bottom. She could see her son's balls, and they looked full. Not big, but full. She pressed her hand hard at her cunt, licking her lips hungrily as she watched him.

Derick was gasping heavily, his hips jerking, lifting and falling with his hand. He moaned now and then when he pressed his fist down tight at the base of his cock, the cockhead bulging. Mandy had seen enough cocks ready to come, and it seemed her son was very close to it.

"Uhhhh… ohhhh!" Derick moaned as he jacked off.

Mandy swallowed hard, her eyes blazing as she watched. She was pressing hard at her cunt, her palm moving back and forth slightly as she had done with her brother long ago, only nakedly.

Then, before she expected it, her son came.

The thick cock cream squirted from his piss hole, high into the air.

"Ahhhhhh!" Derick whimpered, gushing hard.

Mandy didn't think, giving in to the strong urge.

Her hand darted through the window, her palm covering the head of her son's cumspewing cock. Derick's eyes flew open.

"Mom!" he gasped.

Mandy giggled, feeling her son's warm cum spurt into her palm as her fingers slid down the hard, throbbing cockshaft.

"Nice, Derick," she murmured huskily. "Very nice, darling."

Derick was startled, frightened, unable to do anything but sit there and flood his mother's palm with his cum-load.

"Ooooh, so hot and wet!" Mandy gurgled, sliding her fingers up and down her son's cock, stroking it as he kept spurting.