Kathy Andrews - Here comes mom

Donna shook her naked ass about wildly, gurgling with her head resting on the kitchen floor. The sensation of her son's cock filling her boiling cunt was sending her into shuddering ecstasy. Her pussy clung to his prick with unweaving tightness, holding him as his balls banged against her tingling, swollen clit. Already she felt an orgasm boiling away inside her lower stomach. She yelped and cried out with intense pleasure as his stomach slapped her naked, writhing ass cheeks.

Her tits, scraping on the floor, swelled and tingled, and her nipples never felt so good. Her body seemed to be overheated, like a teakettle on an old cast-iron stove. She was certain the steam could be seen rising from her heated cunt. She was so wet, the juices of her cunt were dripping dawn her inner thighs, making them slippery.

When the spasms of her orgasm hit, her cunt closed about her son's cock. The waves created a sensation that created a sucking motion on Paul's driving, fucking prick. She listened to him grunting with pleasure and slammed her naked ass back vigorously. Goose bumps were floating over her creamy flesh, her pleasure was so intense. She was begging him to come inside her cunt, pleading mindlessly. She was coming time and again, her cunt gripping her son's cock with the multiple orgasms that she loved so very much, but seldom enjoyed. When she had multiple orgasms, it was usually when she was aroused almost out of her mind. And right now she was almost insane with desperate desire. Her cunt, always hot, seemed to be a roaring flame now as it clamped on her son's hard throbbing cock. She was squealing and gurgling, gasping and sobbing.

"Oh, God! Oh, God!" she wailed with mindless ecstasy, her naked ass shaking furiously. "Oh, God… ohhhh, God!"

Her stomach rippled with the strength of her orgasms, her eyes closing to savor the intense pleasure her son's cock was giving her.

On, and on his cock fucked, throbbing and hard and stretching her pussy sweetly. She could still feel his balls slapping upon her convulsing clit, sending her into stronger orgasms. She knew that he was fucking her so powerfully that her face was scraping the kitchen floor, but she didn't mind at all. She didn't mind if her face was scratched raw as long as that sweet cock of his continued fucking her spasming cunt.

Reaching between her thighs, she grabbed for her son's swinging balls, pulling and twisting and squeezing them. His cock fucked in and out of her tightly gripping cunt, and she could hear him, as if he were at a great discharge.

It seemed to Donna that his cock swelled inside her cunt, growing bigger and longer and thicker. She clung to his balls tightly, yelping with ecstasy. Then she felt her son ram hard against her ass, his cock going deep into her cunt. His cock lurched, and she screamed with pleasure. Paul grunted loudly as he pulled at his mother's hips, his cock deep in her hot, greedy cunt. Then Donna felt his coming. His cock throbbed in that sweet, powerful way, and the gushing of his come juice filled her pussy.

She shook her ass as he came, the hairy lips of her cunt gripping his cock like a velvety, searing vise.

Paul held his cock deep inside his mother's, rippling cunt as he came. His balls drew up in Donna's hand as she tugged and squeezed them. She sobbed with pleasure as her pussy became flooded with the thick, creamy juice from his lovely, hairless balls.

When her son finished coming, she reined, but held her ass high in the air. Paul slumped against her naked ass, breathing hard, his hands sliding dawn her creamy thighs loosely.

She moaned a protest as he pulled his cock from her cunt, wiggling her ass. She remained on her knees when she felt her son caressing the cheeks of her ass. His hands were gentle, and she trembled with delight. He was showing her love now, she knew. She felt his finger move between the crack of her ass, and he brushed at her crinkled asshole. Donna mewled softly as he rubbed her sensitive asshole with a fingertip.

"Oooh, what are you doing to me, darling?" she murmured with a shiver. "That feels good, very good."

"I'm just playing with your asshole, Mom," he laughed as he probed her asshole. "You don't mind, do you?"

"Oh, darling," she gurgled, shaking her uplifted ass, "you know you can do anything with me, touch me anyplace you want."

The way his finger moved about her asshole felt very good to Donna. Somehow, her asshole had been missed all during her active sex life. She didn't know how that could be, since she was always eager and more than willing to try anything at all. She, of course, had touched her asshole before, and it had felt good, but this was different. Another hand on her asshole was very good. She felt her son's finger rub up and down her asshole, and it made her pussy twitch, as if her cunt were jealous.

She shoved her ass back against her son's finger, but as she moved, he took his hand away. She started to protest, to tell her son to finger her asshole some more, but then his lips were kissing the cheeks of her ass. She shivered as his wet tongue licked the creamy satin-like flesh of her ass cheeks. Then she yelped.

Paul had quickly and playfully lapped the flat surface of his tongue directly against her asshole.

Then he was standing up, laughing. "How did you like that kiss, Mom?"

"Oh, you shit!" she laughed as she got to her feet. "That was a lick, not a kiss. And why the fuck did you stop? I could learn to like that, darling."

"I'm hungry," he said, sitting down at the table and starting on his food she had prepared for him. She sat across from her son, eating with him.

She felt a tingle in and around her asshole as she gazed happily across the table at her son. She was getting ideas again, and this time it had been him that gave it to her. She wanted to talk to him about Cindy, but changed her mind. She knew, despite her son's eagerness to fuck, she should make certain he would be willing. Not just willing to fuck the sweet, beautiful little girl, but to enjoy both Cindy and her at the same time.

Still without clothing, they sat in the living room and Paul brought his mother up to date on his winter school activities, something she was always interested in. She was proud that his grades were good and that he had improved in math. Then he began to tell her how much his father missed her.

"Dad gets horny, Mom," he said. "I've seen his cock hard, but he doesn't know that I guess he jacks off a lot because he never goes out with women."

"Poor fellow," she murmured. "I wish he would visit with me. I'd take good care of his cock for him."

"Why don't you call him, Mom?"

"No," she said, softly. "It wouldn't work, honey. We've tried it and something is missing. We love each other a great deal, as you know, but something is missing."

"What's missing, Mom?"

"I don't know, darling, and I don't think your father knows, either. We were, well, just restless with each other. I can't say what it is any better than that."

Paul cuddled against his mother and she held him, his face resting upon one of her flawless, firm tits. She stroked her son with an arm about his shoulders, her other hand toying with his cock and balls. As he leaned against her tit, he began to fondle his mother's hairy cunt. They were not feeling each other up with a desperate passion at the moment. It was a feeling of each other with love, and, Donna's part, a longing for Gene.

"I wish…" she started, and then paused.

"You wish what, Mom?"

"I wish I knew what was missing with your father and I, Paul. I wish we could find out… I want…"

She didn't finish what she was going to say. They sat on the couch in silence, each in their own thoughts. Paul's cock was becoming deliciously hard as she manipulated his prick, stroking and squeezing. She alternated her hand from his cock to his sweet balls. Paul, with his hands now between his mother's thighs, rubbed and pinched lightly at her clit, now and then plunging his finger into her cunt. Donna jacked on his cock and he finger fucked her, but it was done slowly and not frantically.