Kathy Andrews - What a hot mother

She thought her whole body was going up in flames. Every nerve, every pore, was tingling with heat. Her eyes, wide open, became so glazed she no longer had vision. But vision wasn't important at the moment. What mattered to her was the ecstasy flowing through her – the ecstasy she knew was there if only her husband had brought it out. But it required her children – her two sons and daughter – to make her sensuality bubble into total life.

"Oh, baby, baby!" Ann began to chant. "Do it… do that to me! Oh, God… yes! Fuck me, Marty! Please, fuck me hard and fast! I love it, honey! Oooo, you're going to make me… me come! Ahhh, baby, you're going to make Mother come!"

Ann's cunt flexed tightly around Marty's cock. She felt the powerful way her pussy clawed and sucked on her son's prick, a sensation she had never been aware of before. Her husband had never made her cunt do this.

A scream ripped from her constricted throat as she came. The power of her orgasm sent tremors through her body, and her cunt began gripping reflexively on Marty's cock. Her ass banged in a frenzy, and then she felt her son's cock begin to spurt. The thick creaminess of his jism splashed into the depths of her velvety, clinging cunt. The orgasm grew and swirled through her until she thought she was coming with every nerve in her shuddering body. Through the gripping orgasm, she felt her son's jizz spattering into her pussy, and there was another explosion.

"Oh, God… again!" Ann yelped. "You're making me come, again! Oooo, that's… that's good! I can't stop… stop coming! Oh, more, baby, more!"

Marty rammed his gushing cock deep into his mother's cunt, his fingers clawing at her hips as he squirted cum. She was aware of him grunting, but it was like a roar of crashing waves in her ears. She was certain she could feel every drop of his precious cum flooding her cunt. It seemed as if all her nerves were acutely attuned not only to her orgasm but to the gushing of his cock, too.

Her body was shaking violently as she came, and Eric and Misty sucked harshly on her tits, increasing the power of her orgasm. She wailed loudly, tossing her head about, her long hair draping the back of the chair.

Misty ran her hand down her mother's shaking stomach and through her thick cunt hair. She pressed and rubbed at her throbbing clit as Marty continued spurting cum.

Then, Ann felt a sticky wetness in her hand. "Ooo – you, too, Eric!" she wailed, holding his spurting cock tightly, thrilled, by the thick wetness of her oldest son's jism. "You're coming, too!"

At last, Marty pulled his cock from his mother's clinging cunt and slumped to the floor, panting, his face glowing with his pleasure.

Eric, his cock finished spurting jizz, sat on his knees. Misty, still kneeling at her mother's side, lifted her mouth off her tit and giggled.

"You see, Mother?" she said. "You didn't blush once and you just got your hairy cunt fucked good by Marty!"

Ann turned and smiled at her daughter, panting softly. She lifted her cum-smeared hand and looked at it. Eric's jism was all over it. She smeared the slippery cum over her tits, thrilled by the feel of it on her flesh.

Misty looked on, giggling. Then, suddenly, she darted her tongue out and began to lick at the fuck cream along her mother's tits.

Ann gasped. "Misty! What in the world?" Misty giggled, running her tongue about the creamy, cum-smeared flesh of her mother's tits.

"I wanna see what jizz tastes like. Mother," she said.

She ran her tongue all over her mother's arching tits, licking until there was no more cum on them. Then she sat back, wiping hr mouth daintily.

"Hey, that's not bad!"

Ann gazed at her daughter with big eyes.

Again, Misty giggled. "Oh, don't look so shocked, Mother. I've wanted to know what jism tastes like for a long time. Seeing you smear it around your tits – well – I wanted to taste it."

Ann understood what Misty meant. There had been times when her husband had come in her cunt when she had wanted to take some on her finger and taste it, too. She had wanted to taste jism for many years, but with her husband, it had been impossible. There had never been my other chances to taste cum.

She leaned toward Misty and shoved her tongue out to lick her daughter's lips. There, she tasted the lingering jism. She ran her tongue about her lips, then grinned at Misty and the two boys.

"I think I know a better way of getting a taste of jism," she said.

Then she flushed.

Misty laughed. "Oh, Mother, you can stop that now. I know exactly what you're thinking. I bet Eric and Marty do, too."

"Cocksucking!" Eric shouted.

"You wanna suck a cock off, Mother?" Misty asked. "That's what you're talking about, right? Suck a cock off?"

Ann laughed nervously. "I… yes; that's exactly what I mean."

Ann felt better than she had in years.

At the moment, she was lying on her bed, naked. Her dark hair fanned about her beautiful face. Her tits arched high into the air, the nipples rubbery and tingling. Her legs were spread wide apart, her knees slightly lifted and bent.

At the foot of the bed sat Eric and Marty. They, too, were naked. Ann's head was lifted up on a double pillow, and she gazed at her two sons. They sat with their knees up and she loved to look at their erect pricks, their balls dangling below. Seeing them this way sent ripples of pleasure through her hairy cunt.

Eric and Marty were staring up between their mother's thighs. The view was exciting to them. They gazed with hot eyes, seeing the thick curls of her pussy hair, the almost flawless triangle of it. Since her legs were parted, they could see her puffy cunt lips with the hair framing them, the tip of her glistening clit and even a part of her asshole.

Misty sat next to her mother's head. Like her mother and brothers, she was naked. Her tits were round and firm – just large enough to fit into her mother's hand. Her pink nipples stood out in invitation. She leaned against the headboard, her knees drawn up. The contrast to Misty's almost hairless cunt – so pink and sugary – to that of her mother's hairy pussy, was fascinating to the two boys.

Shivers of lewd pleasure flowed through Ann as she lay there, letting her sons look her over. She had never felt so wicked in her life, but the wickedness made her feel so good, so very good. Her clit pulsated and the lips of her cunt flexed.

Misty reached out a hand and curled her fingers around her mother's swelling tit, caressing and feeling it. Ann moaned softly, her smile growing. Slipping her hand out and between her daughter's legs and the bed, she probed with a finger at the girl's cunt.

Eric and Marty moved, sliding their hands up Ann's tits. Feeling the hands of her sons on inner thighs made her cunt throb even more. She watched them – watched their hands as they moved along her creamy flesh toward her hairy cunt. Anticipation was strong in her.

She gasped when Eric and Marty brushed their hands along her pussy. Each boy felt along the sides of her cunt, tugging playfully at her curly, silky cunt hair. The boys moved to sit on either side of her, and her hands moved to take hold of their beautiful, hard cocks. Closing her fingers around each prick, she squeezed with pleasure, feeling the deep, powerful throbbing of their fuckers. She moved her hands to their balls, cradling each in a hand. She capped their hairless balls and twisted them very lightly, her naked ass writhing as their hands and fingers moved about her steamy cunt.

She gasped again as Marty thrust a finger into her heated, bubbling, wet pussy. As he trailed his finger in and out of her cunt, Eric began to rub and pinch lightly at her distended clit. She mewled and arched her hips up.

"Mom needs some cock," Eric said. "Look how hot her cunt is, Marty."