Kathy Andrews: A mom and more

Barbara shoved her arms above her head, fingers digging into the sheet as she gurgled in hot delight.

"Mother," Lewis grunted tightly, "your asshole is so damned tight! I don't know if I can keep it up!"

"Please, please!" she yelped, throwing her uplifted ass about in a frenzy of orgiastic ecstasy. "Keep it up! Don't stop! Oh, never stop! Fuck me… screw me… ohhh, baby, fuck my ass… fuck it!"

Barbara's naked, up tilted ass was swinging from side to side, then churning against his driving cock. She moved her ass as if she had ball bearings for joints. Her fingers dug deep into the mattress as she closed her eyes, her lips parted, her face contorted with intense ecstasy.

Her son's balls swung back and forth, beating against the puffy lips of her hairy cunt. Lewis fucked her ass fast and hard, deeply, his loins slapping at her ass moistly. She could hear her son panting, knowing that he was straining to keep from coming. She hoped he would not come yet; she wanted to experience this new, wild, perverse sensation for a long time.

Her cunt was bursting, convulsing, as her son's cock slammed harder and deeper into her asshole. The fact that she was coming was no surprise to Barbara. She had felt as though she were going to come even with the pressure of his cock against her asshole. Now that his prick was going rapidly in and out of her, stretching and stuffing her ass, her cunt was going through wave after wave of tight, clutching orgasms.

"I can't… Mother, I've got to come!"

"Then come!" she shouted, throwing her naked ass even faster against his cock.

Lewis fucked powerfully into his mother's ass, his cock fucking violently. Barbara, although she was coming in fantastic contractions, felt her tits scraping against the sheet on the bed, then her head was pressed against the headboard. She had been scooted forward by the power of his fucking, and now she had no place else to go. But she didn't care; she loved it tremendously.

She felt his cock swell, stretching her asshole beyond all limits, and his prick was so deep that she was sure it was almost in her throat.

The hot splashing of his thick come juice burned along the walls of her asshole, flooding her as if he had stuck a garden hose up her ass and turned the water on.

Barbara screamed in ecstasy, the sound bouncing off the walls of the bedroom. Her ass shook wildly as the throbbing spurts of Lewis come juice went on and on, and Barbara wondered if he would ever empty those precious balls.

Then it was over. Barbara was far too weak to lower her hips the bed. She remained with her ass high in the air, but swaying from side to side, ready to topple at any second. Her asshole continued to clench even after Lewis had pulled his cock out of it. The air on her asshole felt cool, a welcome feeling. Juices dripped along her inner thighs, and her cunt felt as if it had gone through a violent and ripping tornado, or a gale-force windstorm. There was a fiery heat in and around her asshole, but the sensation was not at all unpleasant.

"That was great, Mother," she heard her son gasp, then felt him kissing the cheek of her ass, the tip of his tongue licking like a tickling feather.

"Ooooh, it was, darling," she agreed, waggling her up tilted ass against his face.

Slowly she shoved her feet back and her hips went down, the cheeks of her ass quivering visibly. She lay there and relaxed, feeling her son caress and fondle the shapely swells.

"We're going to have to fuck this way again," she murmured. "I think you're going to have to take turns fucking my cunt and asshole, darling."

He slapped her ass playfully. "You're just a hot-ass, Mother. That's all… one hot piece of ass!"

"You better believe it," she giggled softly. "Come on and go to sleep. I'm so tired I can't bold my eyes open any longer. My God it's still the middle of the night."

She felt him press against her, one of his legs over her naked ass, his face at her shoulder. As she went to sleep, Barbara thought she could still feel her son's cock inside her asshole.

"George told me, Mother."

Barbara sat in the living room with her son, dressed in her short shorts, the ones that molded and outlined her cunt, and there was curling hair along each side of the crotch. She wore a thin cotton blouse, and her nipples could be seen through the garment.

"I hope you're not mad at George, honey."

"Hell, no!" Lewis replied. "It wasn't his fault. You know all the guys would fuck Candy if they could. I'm beginning to think maybe they are fucking her."

"Seldom is a girl completely faithful, Lewis," Barbara said. "Some are, but there are many that just can't stay with one boy. They seem to have this driving desire to try every hard cock they can find. Of course, boys are always trying to dip that thing into girls, too. I suppose it all works out evenly in the end."

"Speaking of the end," he grinned at his mother, his eyes gazing between her thighs, seeing the tight band of her short shorts, the cunt hair curling out.

"No, you don't," she laughed. "I'm not ready for another fuck up the ass. Maybe later on… tonight, perhaps. But that was my first time. You got a cherry, baby. My asshole is no longer virgin."

He laughed. "First time I ever had a virgin."

"Oh, how many girls have you been getting?"

A flush came to his face. "Not very many. Girls don't fuck as much as they talk, Mother. Everybody is talking about fucking, but not many are actually doing it."

"I suspected that," she replied. "Are you still going to see Candy?"

"I've thought about it. I'm more pissed off because she lied to me than anything else. And after what you told me, I think she is a selfish little cunt. Wants her cake and eat it, too."

"How would you like to teach her a lesson, Lewis?"

He lifted his eyes from her crotch. "How?"

"Bring her here, but invite George first," Barbara said. "Gang-bang her little ass. Make her suck your cock off and even George's cock, if you want. Teach her about lying, that she can't get away with it."

"But what about you, Mother? Do you plan on being with us? I mean George…"

Barbara gave her son a lewd grin. "Would you mind terribly, Lewis? I've always found that boy attractive. I wonder how it would be to have his cock fucking me."

Barbara could see the idea appealed to her son. His cock had been almost hard as he gazed at her crotch, but now it lifted into full, beautiful hardness inside his pants.

"You know, Mother," Lewis said, "I have an idea George would go for it."

"Go for Candy or… me?"

"Both," he answered. "I've caught him looking at you a few times. George is a horny asshole. He'll fuck anything including his fist, which is most of the time."

"Then let's give it a try, darling."

"I'm willing," he said, "but first…"

He stood up and dropped his pants. His cock jerked free, swollen and beautiful. She gazed at it with hot eyes, licking her lips with eager anticipation.

When he came to her, Barbara took his cock and stroked it for a while. Lewis rubbed his hand up and down the crotch of her short shorts, and Barbara twisted into his hand.

She leaned forward and kissed the tip of his dripping cock. When Lewis pulled her to her feet, she went willingly, pressing against him. Her son pulled the zipper of her shorts down, and she peeled them from her curvy hips and down her long thighs. They dropped to the floor. Barbara was on her back, lifting her knees and spreading them wide. Lewis, on his knees, stared hotly between his mother's slim thighs, gazing at her pulsating cunt. Her pussy was rimmed so sweetly with those curls of silky hair, the lips pink and moist, inviting him.

"Climb on and let's do it!" she urged with a hot voice.

Lewis swung his feet across his mother's face, and she stared eagerly between his thighs, seeing his heavy balls and hard cock, the cheeks of his ass. When Lewis lowered himself down, Barbara lifted her head and met his ass with her long tongue. She scraped her tongue along his ass hole, then at his balls as he pushed his mouth to her cunt.