Kathy Andrews: The mother they shared

Mandy Todd stretched her long, slender body on the huge towel, the hot sand beneath her. She rested her face on crossed arms, her smoldering eyes hidden behind dark glasses. Her rich auburn hair moved lazily in the slight breeze coming off the ocean.

Sitting at her side, her young son Derick was pouring tanning oil onto her back, rubbing it into her satiny flesh. His hands felt good on her skin, the slow way they moved up and down from her shoulders to her skimpy bikini bottom. She had untied her halter, not wanting to have a tell-tale strip of whiteness on her flesh. It was bad enough she had to wear the bottoms, as it was.

Mandy would have preferred to have been naked, completely naked, to the rays of the midday sun. But she certainly couldn't strip off on the public beach, with so many people around. She didn't like the public beach much, but it was all she had. She didn't like crowds, and the beach was very crowded, especially on weekends like this.

She murmured softly as Derick's hands kept up their movements, massaging her flesh gently, almost too lightly. She shifted her shoulders, finding a more comfortable pressure on her tits. To look at her, one would have thought she was dozing as her son rubbed the oil into her flesh, but Mandy was wide awake, her eyes open behind the dark sunglasses. She was watching the people, her eyes taking in the variety of bodies, the shapes and forms.

One young man especially caught her attention. He was sitting about ten feet away, leaning back, long muscular legs straight out. He wore a very tight, very brief bikini, and the bulge of his cock and balls was very pronounced. She could see a thin line of hair swirling from the swimsuit top, up to his navel. And she was excited by it. There was a tingle between her legs, her cunt moist inside the tight confines of her bikini bottoms.

With a sigh, she shifted her position again, parting her deliciously long legs, digging her toes into the warm sand.

"Your skin is so soft, Mom," she heard Derick say softly.

"Mmmm," she replied lazily.

"I like to feel your skin," he said as he worked his hands up and down her back.

She purred with excitement, gazing at the other young man, her eyes fixed upon the enticing bulge of his swimsuit. She wondered how big the guy's cock was, how big his balls were, if they were full, loaded. Mandy liked full balls, hot balls. She especially liked what they contained.

It had begun when she was very young, not yet a teenager…

She had been introduced to cock by her older brother, whom she had caught jacking off in the garage one afternoon. Fascinated, she had watched him, and felt no fear or embarrassment when he found her peeping at him. Her brother had continued to jack his prick, sliding his fist up and down, knowing she was watching. When he came, it took Mandy's breath away. It had excited her very much, watching his thick, white cum-load spurt high into the air, spattering back onto the garage floor.

The very next day, her brother had taken her, willingly, into his room and jacked off as she stood watching. Again, she felt a hot tingle between her thighs when he came. After that, she watched her brother jack off all the time, eventually exposing her young, pink cunt to him, at his request.

As the weeks went by, Mandy and her big brother would fondle themselves, watching each other, and it was during one of those times when she experienced her first orgasm. She had been sitting on the floor at her brother's feet, as he perched his ass on the edge of his bed, legs spread, pumping his cock and watching Mandy as she rammed her middle finger in and out of her hairless little cunt. When her brother came, his hot jism splashed over her slim thighs, and the feel of his cum on her skin had made her juicy little cunt convulse with orgasm for the first time.

They soon began to make each other come, with her brother playing with her steamy little cunt while she ran her tight fist up and down his hard, throbbing cock. When her brother came, his jism would run over her hand and wrist, and her tight little cunt would grab at his buried fingers, the spasms very intense and beautiful.

Oddly enough, her brother never attempted to fuck Mandy. Perhaps it just never entered their young minds that his cock could slide into her cunt, pump in and out, making them both come that way. What did enter Mandy's mind was to taste her brother's cock cream.

She did not put her mouth on his cock.

What she did was to open her mouth on an impulse as her brother squirted his jizz high. She had suddenly leaned over and caught his cum on her tongue and inside her mouth. The hot, sweet taste of his creamy cum sent her little cunt into contraction after contraction of ecstasy, squeezing his deeply inserted finger hard. Realizing this made her orgasms more intense, Mandy began to take her brother's jism into her mouth every time he came off.

Sometimes she simply leaned over his cock as he gushed cum, but more often than not she would sit on the floor, leaning back with her face tilted, mouth open, and let her big brother jack off into her mouth. Sometimes his aim wasn't very good, and her pretty face would be drenched with his milky cum, but she never minded at all. She no longer had to play with her cunt, nor did her brother, to make her come; the hot squirt of his slimy cum into her mouth was enough to make her pussy pulsate with the most delicious orgasms ever.

Her brother jacked off into her mouth up to the very day he got married. And they took up again where they had left off two years later, just before Mandy married. Then it stopped.

But she had never forgotten the pleasure her brother had given her.

He was the only one to jack off into her mouth. Her husband never did, although she had tried to get him to. He considered it a waste of good pussy, he told her, or a blow-job. And by now, Mandy was very good at sucking cock. She was very good at fucking, too. She was very good at anything erotic…

Gazing at the young man ten feet away on the sand as her son kept rubbing oil into her flesh, she fantasized watching him jack off, his cock big and hard, his balls full. She licked her lips as she saw, in her mind, the hot spurts of cock cream spew from his piss hole… right into her mouth.

She moaned, the cheeks of her ass bunching as a small, but very nice orgasm exploded in her cunt. She felt her son's hands pause on her back as she came.

"Something wrong, Mom?" he asked.

"Mmmm, no darling," she breathed.

"You're shaking."

"I'm fine," she whispered.

Derick, his hands at his mother's lower back, had seen the sudden clutching of her ass, and stared at it, fascinated. The tiny bikini bottoms had drawn up into the split of her ass, exposing the creamy ass cheeks. He watched them ripple and contract. Leaning over, he glanced quickly at his mother's crotch. He saw a few dark cunt hairs curling from the tight band, and also a trace of moisture there.

Feeling his cock stiffen inside his trunks, he sat up straight, his hands now shaking slightly as he continued to rub oil into her flesh. He kept looking at her ass, the backs of her thighs, not realizing his breathing was getting louder.

Mandy knew, though. She listened to her son's breathing, and knew the sounds very well. When she understood her young son had probably seen her ass cheeks bunch and squeeze, she didn't feel embarrassed. On the contrary, she worked her ass some more, knowing her son was gazing at it. She began to wonder if her son was getting a hard-on, wanting to take a peek at him. She flexed her ass cheeks time and again, spreading her long thighs a little wider. She purred softly, her imagination becoming wilder and wilder.