Kathy Andrews: Here comes mom

As the girl went by, Donna gazed at the girl. There was an immediate appeal to that slightly swaying ass and those long, smooth thighs. Donna felt a twitch between her thighs as she looked. Surprised to feel this reaction toward a girl, Donna nevertheless found it almost impossible to stop looking.

Half an hour later, the girl came by again. This time the girl looked directly at Donna and smiled shyly. Hardly ten minutes later, the girl came by once more. Donna smiled, the girl smiled, and a soft greeting came from the blonde girl. The girl walked slower than ever, and Donna thought she was being teased. On the next walk by, the girl paused and looked at Donna, greeting her again. Donna turned off the water and the blonde girl walked over the lawn to stand before her.

"I'm Cindy," the girl said.

"I'm Donna," she replied, and felt the strange sensation of being undressed by those sparkling blue eyes. "Would you like some lemonade?"

The girl nodded, and Donna took her into the house with her. The girl's eyes moved with Donna as she got the lemonade, and Donna knew the girl was looking at her body. She felt shivery and excited, her cunt burning and becoming very wet.

They chatted as the girl drank the lemonade, then sat in the cool living room. Without hesitation or shyness, Cindy, with her eyes gazing at Donna's tits, said, "You have, beautiful breasts, Donna."

For a moment Donna could not reply, then she smiled. "So do you, Cindy."

"Mine are still too little," Cindy said. "But they'll be big when I grow up."

They were quiet for a moment. Then, again oddly, Cindy said, "I like girls. I mean, older. No men."

The meaning was clear to Donna, clear in those hot blue eyes that gazed unwaveringly. Donna sensed tension building between them, but it was an exciting tension filled with promises of an erotic heat. Donna's nipples became rigid underneath her blouse, tingling deliciously. Her cunt was very wet. She felt an almost overpowering urge to hold the sweet little girl, to run her hands over that delectable, body, feel those small tits and run her hands over the swell of that tantalizing ass. The arms of her hands itched to stroke between hose golden thighs, feel the young cunt there. Donna clasped her hands together tightly, but her eyes remained on the girl. Cindy, her eyes smoldering with meaning, began to stroke her hand up and down her own thigh. She had a small smile on her mouth, and her eyes were flashing steamy messages to Donna, messages that could not be misinterpreted.

Donna gasped when Cindy moved her hand up her thigh and openly and boldly rubbed her cunt. Cindy giggled and rubbed her crotch again.

"Like doing this!" she said softly. "I like feeling good between my legs. I like it when I can feel between the legs of an older woman, too."

"Cindy, I…" But Donna couldn't finish. She watched with increasing passion as the girl continued fondling her cunt. She balled her hands into fists and pressed them into the cushions of the couch at her hips. She was trembling with excitement.

"I see you all the time," Cindy said, her voice sounding. Grown up, loaded with passion. "I've been looking at you and thinking how nice it would be if you liked me."

Donna's eyes followed Cindy's hand as it moved up and down her crotch. Ideas flooded her mind, filling her with erotic images. She had been without anyone since her son had gone back to his father almost nine months ago. She was tired and bored with using her own fingers at her pussy. Then the thought flared in her mind that this would not be unfaithful act against Gene. It was different. Doing things with her son was not being unfaithful, either, she felt. That was part of the family. And being with a girl was not the same as letting a boy or man fuck her.

It would be pleasant, she thought, to fondle this exquisite blonde girl, delicious to have those small hands running over her own body.

Cindy, apparently seeing the thoughts in Donna's eyes, stood up. For a moment Donna felt panic rising, thinking Cindy was leaving, going because she, Donna, was not receptive to her display of wanton desire. But Cindy was not leaving. She pulled her halter off, exposing her small tits. Donna stared at them. Small but so perfectly formed. They were tight and shapely with luscious pink nipples standing up in hardness.

"Now you," Cindy said in a soft voice.

Before she realized it, Donna opened her blouse and dropped it to the floor. Cindy squealed with pleasure as she looked at Donna's tits. "Oh, they're beautiful!"

Donna instinctively arched her shapely tits out, her shoulders drawn back. Her light brown nipples, twice the size of Cindy's, tingled with burning desire. Donna stood up, her tits jiggling tightly. Cindy came to her, and, as Donna stood on shaking legs, began to caress them. Donna felt the heat of the girl's hands on her tits, and she whimpered with pleasure. The girl's blonde head was just beneath her chin, and Donna gasped when Cindy darted her mouth down and sucked a nipple into her hot, wet mouth. Donna brought her hands up and held the girls head, pressing her sucking mouth into her tit.

As Cindy sucked her nipples, Donna clung to the blonde head and mewled with pleasure. She twisted her ass when she felt Cindy's I hands sliding around her hips. When Cindy clutched Donna's ass cheeks, Donna began to grind her hips against Cindy's stomach. She felt Cindy trying to tug the zipper of her shorts down but seemed to be having difficulty.

Wait, Donna whispered. Pulling away, Donna unzipped her shorts, and Cindy immediately began to shove them down her rounded hips. Donna stood on trembling legs as the shorts fell to her feet. Since she was not wearing panties, she stood naked before the hot eyes of the sweet blonde girl.

Cindy gazed with excitement at Donna's naked body. She was breathing heavily as her eyes swept over Donna's naked thrusting tits, down the flat stomach, and paused at the thick curls of Donna's cunt hair. She shivered when Cindy ran her hand through the dark hair, barely brushing the lips of her cunt.

"I like all this hair, Donna." Cindy said in low voice. "I just love a hairy cunt!"

Then Cindy wrapped her arms about Donna's waist and began to kiss hotly at those shapely tits again. Donna became intensely aroused as Cindy kissed and licked at her tits, her small eager hands fondling and feeling her arching ass cheeks.

Donna, gasping, was not surprised as the girl began to lick her way down, flicking the tip of her tongue against her shivery stomach as she kissed. She was amazed at the boldness, the sheer aggressiveness of the girl, though. Cindy was about the same age as her son, Paul, but so bold and eager that it was almost taking her breath away. Finally Cindy was off her knees before Donna.

Donna looked down into Cindy's face as the girl looked up at her, her arms wrapped about her naked hips and clutching her ass. Those blue eyes were smoldering with runaway desire as Cindy breathed with soft panting sounds. Cindy pressed her chin into the thick mat of cunt hair as her fingers squeezed Donna's naked ass.

"I want to kiss your pussy," the girl whispered in a thick voice. "I want to kiss your hairy cunt, Donna!"

"Oh, yes!" Donna gurgled as she spread her feet on the floor.

Cindy sat down on the floor, her legs spreading as she shoved them between Donna's feet. Her sweet face was turned upwards, and she began to draw Donna's cunt toward her face by pressing against Donna's naked ass. Donna gazed down at those sparkling hot eyes as Cindy buried her face in her cunt.

Donna's thick, dark hair almost concealed Cindy's face as she pressed her lips against Donna's pussy, kissing her cunt eagerly. When Donna felt Cindy's small tongue licking about her throbbing distended clit, she shook and began to grind her cunt into that young, sweet, lovely face.