Kathy Andrews: Getting behind mother

Her hands were at the zipper of her skirt, but she stood without pulling it down, watching his cock lift slowly. She didn't feel as nervous as a few minutes ago. She was anxious to strip here, anxious to see what her son's reaction would be to her body, her nakedness.

She pulled the zipper, and her skirt fluttered to her feet. She stood wearing her bikini panties, her arms held outward, her palms toward her son, a grin on her lovely face. Her dark hair whipped gently about her head in the breeze, and Tony saw only his mother's body. Judy's panties were pink, very tight, with white lace around the waist and crotch. The shadow of her pussy hair showed through. She spread her feet, and Tony stared at her. Judy's waist was small, and her hips rounded. Her thighs were slender and shapely, very long. Her cunt made a mouthwatering bulge in the tight crotch of her panties, and that was where Tony fixed his eyes now. His cock came up, pointing straight out from his body. He was breathing hard, his eyes glassy.

"Hurry, Mother!" he panted. "I wanna see more!"

Judy giggled, unable to stop it. She felt like some little virginal high school girl doing something naughty with a boy. She slipped her fingers into the elastic, lacy waist of her panties, pushing them downward slowly. She paused when they slipped past the line of soft pussy hair.

"Tony," she whispered softly, "do you want to go through with this?"

"Yeah, Mother!" he gulped. "You saw me! It's your turn now."

Judy knew she had reached the turning point. She could slip her panties back onto her hips, finish dressing, and they would go. It would be as if it had never happened, or like a dream she would treasure always. But Judy was fed up with dreams. She wanted the real thing. It was time to stop dreaming, stop fantasizing, she told herself. It was time to experience those things, to indulge her wild hungers. Tony wouldn't laugh at her. Tony would join her.

Swiftly, she shoved her panties down, lifting first one foot, then the other, removing them. She stood, holding her panties in front of her body, covering her pussy. The breeze caught them, lifting them. Tony gasped as he saw the triangle of his mother's pussy hair.

With a giggle, Judy dropped her panties.

She stood, naked, her legs open, and again held her hands chat, palms toward her son. Tony stared and stared, his cock angling upward now, his cockhead almost touching his stomach, intensely hard, his balls tight and full once more. "Well?" she asked softly.

"Mother, you're… you're…" Tony choked, his eyes wide as he stared at his naked mother. "Oh, beautiful, Mother! You're so beautiful!"

Judy felt a ripple of pleasure move about her satiny flesh. She was well-tanned except for the two white strips of flesh over her tits and hips. She was tall and slender, but with exciting curves that caused her son's cock to start dripping from his piss-hole. She drew her hands to her body, stroking them up her sides, over her flat stomach. She toyed with the upper curls of her pussy hair, then brought her hands to her tits. Cupping them, she squeezed slightly, allowing her rubbery nipples to protrude from her fingers, her eyes on his cock. She licked her lips, feeling her pussy throb wetly. Judy knew that was only the beginning, the start of something that would delight them both.

Caressing her hands back down her body, her eyes now watching her son's face, she parted the thick curls of her cunt, exposing her pink, puffy pussy-lips and her bulging clit to her son's eyes. She stood with her hips jutted forward suggestively, her fingers opening her cunt.

Tony was gasping as if choking, his eyes boring into his mother's cunt, his left hand gripping his tight balls, causing Judy to wonder if he wasn't hurting them. His right hand was stroking his upstanding hard-on slowly but firmly.

"Tony," she moaned softly, sliding a fingertip over her revealed clit. "Tony, baby… Mother needs you, darling! Mother needs you so much!"

Tony couldn't answer. He was shaking with desire, squeezing his balls and cock as he watched his mother's finger rubbing at her cunt. He was so excited, so aroused, he could hardly believe how good it felt. He had read and reread all those accounts in his book, pouring over the pictures of those long-dead ancients of Pompeii. Although his history books weren't graphic, Tony understood very well, reading between the lines. That was the way to live, he thought. Everyone wearing those thin robes, tits showing, bodies revealed, fucking anywhere and everywhere, with anyone.

Judy stepped toward her son, her eyes blazing with desire. She moved his hands away from his cock and balls. She hesitated only a moment, then grasped them, herself. The heat of his balls in her hand thrilled her, and when she closed her fist around his cock, she was surprised at how hard it was. She squeezed it, making a throaty squeal of pleasure, looking down at his cockhead, watching it swell. Juices seeped from his small piss-hole, and Judy ran her thumb over it, feeling how slippery they were. She wanted very much to taste those juices, to lick her thumb. But that was going too fast, she felt. She didn't want her son to be startled, shocked, maybe. She would take her time.

But as slow as she tried to go, Judy was losing her fragile grip on her emotions. They were flaring with bubbling heat, and her cunt was driving her crazy. She grasped his cock very hard, and pumped her fist up and down, mating hot hissing sounds as she stared down between them, still holding his preciously hot balls in her other hand.

"Oh, Tony, Tony!" she breathed, jacking his cock swiftly. "You're so hard again! You have a beautiful cock, darling! Ooohh, I've wanted to see your cock for so long… and now I've got it in my hand! Ahhh, your cock is so hard and lovely, baby!"

"Mother," Tony grunted, his hands lifting. "I gotta touch… touch something! I just gotta feel you, Mother!"

"Oh, God, yes!" she moaned, losing her grip on her emotions.

She knew it would happen, knew she couldn't stop once they started. Her face was still smeared with his come-juice; she had hold of his cock and if she didn't get it inside her cunt she would go out of her mind completely.

"Touch me! Touch Mother… all over. Feel Mother's tits, feel Mother's cunt!"

"Cunt," Tony whispered, as if the word awed him.

"Yes, Mother's cunt!"

She grabbed his wrist and shoved his palm between her thighs, pressing his hand hard into her scalding cunt. She closed her thighs around his hand, wiggling her ass, jacking his cock faster, panting with excitement.

"Feel my PUSSY, Tony!" she moaned hotly, all restraint gone. "Feel Mother's cunt! Feel how hot and wet Mother's cunt is! Play with Mother's wet, hot cunt… feel it… stick your fingers in it!"

Tony shot his other hand to his mother's tits, squeezing one of them as he found his fingers gripped in the wet tightness of his mother's pussy. Judy whimpered, her eyes dreamy, her fist banging at his cock. She wanted to stuff his sweet mouth with her tits, make him suck them, but she was too much in a hurry for his cock. She had to have it now, right now, and he could play with her later, suck her tits later, explore her cunt later.

"Fuck me!" she hissed.

Tony's body jerked, his eyes widening. "Fuck me, Tony!" she cried, squeezing his balls hard. "Fuck Mother now!"

"Oh, Mother!"

"Hurry, fuck me!" Judy sobbed, with tears of desire in her eyes. "Ohhhh, Tony, fuck me!"

She pulled from him, her knees bending, sitting back on the grass, then lying back, spreading her legs wantonly, her cunt shining with wetness. She held her arms up to him writhing her naked ass with urgency.

"Come on, baby," she hissed. "Fuck Mother! Shove that beautiful hard cock up Mother's hot cunt, and fuck it hard! Ooooooh, fuck the piss out of me! Hurry, baby… fuck my hot cunt now!"