Kathy Andrews: A mom and more

"Okay, I will!" Candy said. "I'll just go in there and ask Barbara to lick my pussy, so there!"

Barbara heard steps, and her heart began to beat rapidly. The steps, however, stopped when she heard her son call out: "I was just teasing, Candy. Come on, I'll fuck you!"

"You gotta fuck me on the couch, like I said," Candy replied. "If you don't, then I won't do it. I wanna fuck on the couch."

"But my mother is [missing text]."

"Are you gonna fuck me or not, Lewis?"

"Yes, Goddamn it!"

The sounds of rustling clothing seemed loud to Barbara, the sighs and grunts and mewls drifting to her open door. She couldn't stand it any longer she had to look.

Barbara's legs felt like rubber as she slipped down the short distance of the hall. She looked into the living room.

Candy was sprawled out on her back, one leg bent over the back of the couch, the other dangling over the cushions. Her dress was at her waist and her panties were on the floor.

Her son had taken his pants off, and Barbara watched her son get on his knees between Candy's spread thighs. She saw a glimpse of his cock straining outward before he pressed upon Candy's shivering body. She saw her son gripping the tight cheeks of Candy's ass, then she saw her son's ass naked and moving.

The sight sent ripples of excitement tingling up and down Barbara's body. She gazed in starry-eyed fascination at her son's naked ass, seeing the muscular cheeks bunch as he plunged his cock in and out of Candy's cunt. Candy drew her legs up and back, lifting her cunt to the thrusts of Lewis cock. Barbara could hear the moist sounds of his prick fucking into that steamy wet pussy, and it caused her own cunt to start throbbing all over again.

As Candy drew her knees back, it caused her ass to lift from the cushions. Now Barbara saw her son's cock driving back and forth, and her eyes became glazed with a perverse, lust. One of her hands lifted to clutch a suddenly swollen tit, the other pressing hard against her clit.

"Ooooh, Lewis!" Candy whimpered, shaking her uplifted ass, grinding as Lewis rammed into her cunt. "Ooooh, this is so good, Lewis! Ahhh, fuck me, Lewis! Fuck me fast and deep! I love the way your cock feels in my pussy! You fuck me better than anyone else!"

Her son, apparently caught up with ecstasy, grunted in reply. His face was buried into Candy's shoulder. Candy was clawing at his ass with hot hands, squealing with ecstasy, thrashing her ass up and down to meet his driving hardness.

Barbara saw her son's balls swinging up and down as he fucked Candy, and the desire to caress both of those two hot young kids became strong. She felt the overwhelming urge to drop to her knees at their side, to run her hands over their hot bodies, to kiss them and excite them to greater efforts.

Barbara had never seen anyone fucking before, but it was something she had dreamed of after becoming a widow. In her intense frustration, she had imagined many erotic situations, mostly with her in the center of all the action.

Now she was watching someone fuck her son and his girlfriend. She had a hunch neither would care if she came in and sat there, watching them.

But she remained where she was, her eyes glowing with hot desire, watching her son's cock plunge in and out of Candy's wet cunt, his balls swinging about. Barbara licked her lips, almost tasting Candy's cunt again as she gazed. Candy had drawn her knees far back until her slim thighs were taut, her cunt glistening.

Candy was gasping and gurgling with delight as she squeezed Lewis' asscheeks, trying to pull his cock as deep as she could.

Lewis was groaning loudly and his jerking increased.

Barbara pressed hard into her cunt, her other hand digging harshly into the tenderness of her swollen tit.

"I'm going to come, Candy!"

"Come, Lewis!" Candy shouted. "Oooh, I'm gonna come, too! Let's come together!"

Barbara felt light-headed as she watched her son and Candy grinding together, knowing they were coming. She could almost see her son's cock gushing, the thickness of his come juice spewing into the satiny walls of the pussy she had sucked. She felt envy, and the thought of having her son's hard cock squirting sweet, precious come juice into her own cunt was intense.

Barbara did not move until she saw them relax. Just as she started to leave, she caught Candy looking at her. Her young eyes were glowing and twinkling, then Candy flashed a quick smile at Barbara.

Barbara returned to her room and sat on the bed.

Something had just happened that would change not just her life, but that of her son's, too. She felt it, felt it deeply.

Something was going to happen… something that sent shivering anxiety through her body.

It was late, and she had not eaten all day. Still, she was not hungry. She heard her son fixing something in the kitchen. She remained in her bedroom for the rest of the day, wanting to talk to her son, to try and explain. But he would not come to her, and she didn't have the nerve to approach him.

She had always been close to her son, and now she felt they were drifting apart. She felt he was ashamed of her because he had seen her eating Candy's cunt.

It was almost eleven at night, and Barbara was in bed with the sheet pulled to her neck. Wide awake, she stared up at the dark ceiling.

The presence of her son was felt before she heard him.

She turned her head toward her bedroom door and saw her son. He was in jockey shorts.

As her breath caught in her throat, Lewis came into her room and stood at the side of her bed, looking down at her.

Then, before she knew what he was doing, he had jerked the sheet from her chin, letting it fall past her waist.

"Lewis, please," she whimpered. Barbara was not afraid, but he had never been this way with her before. She started to reach for the sheet to pull over her, but he was too quick.

He grabbed the sheet and threw it off the bed.

Barbara lay there in her nightgown. Although it was dark, there was enough light so he could see her outline.

"You watched," Lewis said.

Barbara tried to detect anger in his voice, but there was none.

"Candy told me you were watching, Mother," he went on. "She saw you and she told [missing text]."

"Lewis, honey, don't."

"Why, Mother?" he asked. "Why did you do it?"

"I… heard you," she answered, her voice trembling.

"I mean eating… you know what I mean, Mother."

Barbara felt a sinking sensation in her chest. She reached for her son's hand. Instead of his hand, she felt his hip.

Whether Lewis had started to move or what, she didn't know. Her fingers brushed along the front of his jockey shorts, and she felt his cock. His prick was hard, bulging at the straining whiteness of his shorts.

"You're my mother," Lewis said. "But you're a cunt-licker, too."

Although his voice came out harsh, there was no anger in it.

"Candy is my girlfriend, Mother. And you sucked her! You kissed her pussy, Mother!"

Barbara winced.

"You want to feel my cock," Lewis said. "Here! Feel my fucking cock Mother!"

Barbara tried to pull her hand away, but her son gripped her wrist as he shoved his shorts down. The contact of her fingers on her son's cock jolted her.

Lewis closed his mother's fingers around his cock and pressed them tightly.

"Feel it, Mother!" he growled. "Feel my cock! You like my hard cock, Mother! Would you like to have my cock fucking you? Is that it? Is that why you watched me fuck Candy? Did you suck her cunt because it's really my cock you want?"

Barbara could not reply. He had wrapped her hand around his cock, and she felt it burning and throbbing in her fist. He stood at the side of her bed, looking down at her, his hips arched forward.

Although he was no longer holding her wrist, Barbara clung to his prick. Then she was moving her hand, jacking his cock. Pre-cum was dripping from his piss hole, and it made her fist slippery. Then Lewis was pumping back and forth, fucking her fist.