Kathy Andrews - Here comes mom

When Cindy was dressed, Donna and her son walked to the door with her, both still naked. There Paul kissed Cindy, running his hand over the swell of her tantalizing little ass while his mother cupped her cunt.

"We'll see you tomorrow," Donna said.

Cindy looked at Paul's cock and Donna's hairy cunt. Her expression was sad. "I wish I could spend the night with you two."

"Perhaps we can arrange that later," Donna said. "But don't mention that Paul is staying with me."

"I wouldn't," Cindy promised, and, concealed by the door, they watched the girl walk down the walk to the sidewalk. Cindy's cute little ass writhed underneath her skirt.

"I'm gonna fuck her up that tight ass." Paul said as his mother closed the door, locking it.

"You probably will," she replied, caressing her son's prick and balls. "Cindy is ready for anything. Isn't she sweet?"

Paul wrapped his hands about his mother's body, burying his face into her shapely tits. He cupped her ass with both hands. "I wish Dad was…" he stopped.

"I know, darling," Donna said, caressing her son's hair as he fondled her naked ass. "I know what you mean, but I'm afraid that's finished."

"But you don't know, Mom," he said. "Dad told me…" And again he stopped.

"Your father told you what?" she asked.

"Nothing, Mom." Paul pulled away, "Let's go to bed. I'm kinda tired."

"You should be," she laughed, taking his cock in her hand. "You were just about fucked out, weren't you?"

"Wanna bet?" he grinned. "Let's get in bed and I'll show you who's fucked out!"

The next few days were intensely exciting for Donna.

Cindy was visiting each day, arriving in the morning and staying until almost dark. She was amazed that her son managed to stay so hard, fucking her and the little girl frequently. There were days when Paul fucked her two or three times, then fucked Cindy at least twice. One day, she and Cindy spent the day doing nothing but sucking his cock off and tongue fucking each other. Paul seemed to enjoy watching them lick and eat each other's cunt. She was delighted with that because she wanted to be seen with her tongue moving about that sugary pussy, and her own being tongued by the girl.

When Cindy found out Donna was always naked under her clothing, she would strip her panties off and they would venture into the sunlight that way. Cindy giggled naughtily as the air moved about her naked pussy under her skirt. She enjoyed being without panties this way so much; she seldom wore shorts any more.

"What if someone saw me?" she would giggle.

"Would it embarrass you, Cindy?" Donna asked.

"It would probably make me come!"

"I know what you mean," Donna laughed, hugging the girl as she walked between her son and Cindy to eat lunch. "I've been seen, and I came, too."

"Oooo!" Cindy squealed. Paul was quiet as they had hamburgers and French fries with soft drinks. Donna was puzzled by his silence. Usually he chattered as excitedly as Cindy. She kept looking at him, but he wouldn't join in with the conversation. She was puzzled by his mysterious expressions, the way he looked at her with his eyes shining happily. "You've got something going on in that dirty little brain of yours, don't you, Paul?" she asked, sitting next to him in the narrow booth with Cindy across the table.

She pressed her thigh against his, looked about and saw they could not be seen. She dropped her hand to his lap and squeezed his cock.

"Come on, you horny little fuck face," she whispered. "We don't have any secrets between us, remember?"

"This secret I keep," he said teasingly.

"You don't have yourself another horny little hot ass hidden away, do you? Bring her home and we'll all have a ball with her."

"You know I stay home, Mom," he said. They finished eating. Outside, the sun was bright and hot as they started back home. Donna walked between them again, holding their hands. Paul seemed to be more excited as they walked the few blocks. Donna knew her son well enough to know he was up to something, but, although she didn't know what it was, she knew he would not do anything that would displease her.

As they walked up the stone path to the front door, Paul held back. Donna thought nothing of it as she opened the door and stepped into the living room. Close behind her was Cindy.

Donna stopped abruptly, her eyes huge. Behind her she heard Paul laugh.

Sitting on the couch, wearing only a pair of shorts, and they were pulled to one side, his cock almost hard and his hairy balls exposed, sat Gene.

"It's about time," her husband said, grinning. "I thought I was going to have to jack this cock off before you got home."

"Gene!" Donna said, surprise in her voice. "What are you doing here? Oh, my God. Don't look, Cindy! Gene, put your pants on."

"Take yours off," he grinned, stroking his thick, long cock. "And bring your lovely little friend in."

Cindy was staring around Donna's back, her eyes huge and hot as she gazed at Gene's cock and balls.

"Gene, you can't…"

Her husband stood up. His cock was throbbing with hardness. "I can't what, Donna," he said, smiling at his wife. "Fuck that tight little girl behind you? I don't see why I can't. You've been fucking her with your tongue, haven't you?"

Donna whirled, glaring at her son. "You promised, Paul! Oh, you promised!"

Her husband pulled her around and closed his arms about her, holding her tightly. Donna buried her face into his chest, sobbing. She felt his strong hands caressing her back, and she felt, too, the hardness of his cock probing at her stomach. Involuntarily, she squirmed her body against him.

"No reason to cry," she heard him whisper against her dark hair. "I think things will work out for us now." Donna pulled her face away, her eyes sparkling with wet tears in them. She arched her pelvis against him as she held his shoulders, looking into his eyes.

"I think Cindy better go home," she said.

"Let her stay," Gene replied, looking at the beautiful little girl. "She's sure a pretty girl. You say she's a good fuck, son?"

Before Paul could answer his father, Donna twisted about and faced her son. "You told him everything, didn't you?"

Paul was grinning from ear to ear. "Sure, Mom. I tried to tell you, but. You wouldn't listen to me."

"Tell me what?"

For an answer, Paul moved up close to his mother. With deliberate hands, he suddenly lifted her dress to expose her naked ass. Donna gasped, but she felt her husband's hands on her ass cheeks. "I've missed this hot ass, Donna," he said, squeezing.

Again she turned and faced her husband, her eyes searching his face. She did not try to shave her skirt down because her son was holding it up and her husband had both his hands on her naked ass. She felt Gene's hard cock leaving a wet trail on her shaking stomach.

Suddenly she flung her arms about his neck and began to kiss him wildly, holding her husband tightly. Her tongue flashed into his mouth and she sighed as he sucked it.

Cindy stood with huge eyes, dancing about on her feet with excitement, trying to see Gene's huge cock. "Come on," Paul said to her, taking her hand. "Let them kiss."

He took Cindy to the couch, and sitting beside her, shoved his hand under skirt and began to feel her pussy, Cindy, being such an erotic and uninhibited girl, spread her thighs wide, but was still trying to see Gene's cock. When Paul opened his pants, she eagerly reached into them and pulled his prick out. She jacked on his cock as he began to finger fuck her cunt, her eyes like liquid heat as she watched Donna squirming against her husband's beautiful cock.

Finally Donna and Gene pulled their mouths away, glancing at their son and Cindy. Donna looked up at her husband and saw the wicked smile on his handsome face, his eyes gleaming with passion.