Kathy Andrews: What a hot mother

Misty cooed with delight and placed a hand against the wall to brace herself as she lifted one leg tar the edge of the tub to spread her legs wider. Ann shoved her face under her daughter's spreading thighs, arching her face up and pressing her hungry mouth tightly against the girl's boiling cunt. Her tongue licked back and forth, tasting her seeping cunt fluids, her nose pressed into her small thatch of silky pussy hair.

Her eyes shone up into Misty's face as the girl looked down at her with smoldering eyes.

"Ooooo, Mother!" Misty cooed sweetly. "Lick my pussy for me, Mother! Oh, that's good, Mother! Your tongue feels so good on my cunt. Put it inside me, Mother! Put your tongue inside my cunt!"

Holding her daughter's ass tightly in her palms, Ann slipped her tongue forward and found her pussy entrance tight and hot, wet and easy to slip into. Her tongue was long, and it went deep. She fluttered it about the hot, wet, velvety walls of Misty's cunt. Then as her daughter had done with her pussy the night before, she began to plunge her tongue in and out. She felt the girl's cunt grip her flicking tongue, and the flexing waves sent delight through her.

Misty's body was shaking with ecstasy as her mother tongue-fucked her tight pussy. Her gaze blazed down into her mother's as she twisted and banged her pussy into her sucking, tongue-fucking mouth.

"Mother! Oh, Mother!" Misty mewled. "Your tongue… oohh, it goes so deep in my cunt! Your tongue goes so deep in my cunt, Mother! Ahhh, work it in and out! Tongue-fuck my cunt, Mother!"

Ann's tongue stabbed in and out of the gripping heat of her daughter's slippery cunt, her fingers digging into the springy flesh of her small ass cheeks. The waves of flexing motions around her tongue thrilled her. Misty's cunt seemed to suck and nibble.

Ann was breathing harshly, her hot breath burning the few strands of Misty's pussy hair. Her own cunt was steaming again, and she sensed an orgasm of her own building in her pussy just from tongue-fucking her daughter's sugary, hot, wet cunt!

"Oooo, I'm about to come, Mother!" Misty wailed, grinding her cunt furiously now. "Ohhh, golly, Mother, your tongue is so deep in my pussy! I'm gonna come, Mother! Your hot tongue is gonna make me come!"

Ann's tongue shot in and out while Misty banged her slippery cunt brutally against her mouth. Misty was beating her pussy so fast and hard into Ann's face, her head reeled with the force. But she didn't mind. The taste of the girl's cunt, the tightness about her tongue, the contractions that drew on it as Misty came sent her into a thrilling, climax, her cunt bursting with a strong orgasm. Soft whimpering sounds bubbled up from her, escaping the tightness of her mouth upon the climaxing pussy of her daughter.

She kept her mouth pressed to Misty's cunt and held the girl's small, shaking ass cheeks until the ripples of ecstasy receded.

"Oh, Mother!" Misty said, sitting back in the water. "That was so good! Golly, that's what I call a real cunt lick!"

Ann laughed. "Cunt lick," she repeated. "I like that. Cunt lick… and a tongue-fuck!"

Delighted with this new aspect of their relationship, they toweled each other, then went back into the bedroom. Ann began dressing by pulling on a pair of bikini panties, then a bra.

Misty frowned at the bra. "Oh, Mother. Girls don't wear them anymore," she said. "Especially when they have such fantastic tits like yours. Leave the bra off, Mother."

Ann hesitated. Then, finding pleasure in her new boldness, she tossed it aside. She slipped on an egg-shell colored skirt and a creamy summer sweater. Her nipples jutted through the thin material, boldly outlined in two points.

"Don't you think you better get dressed, honey?" she asked. "You can't walk around heree naked. Eric and Marty would have fits."

Misty giggled. "I hope they're the right kind of fits," she said.

Ann lifted her eyebrows. "What would be the right kind?"

"Hard cocks!" Misty yelped delightfully. "Nice, big, hard cocks!"

"Misty!" Ann said, shocked. "They are your brothers. Shame on you."

"And you're my mother," Misty reminded Ann. "I don't see any difference."

Ann had no come back. Misty was absolutely right. There was no way she could insist her daughter keep her hands off her brothers – not after they licked each other's cunt.

"I think you still better put some clothes on," she said. But there was no force in her words.

She was thinking that if her husband were alive, he would shit a ton of used bricks. But the idea appealed to Ann. A shiver ran up and down her spine, and her pussy pulsated and twitched as she thought of Misty fucking those two boys. She drew a mental picture of it, see ng either Eric or Marty's cock going into Misty's tight, sugary cunt. She almost came standing there.

Misty made a face, but pulled her gown over her naked body before she went into the hall toward her room. Ann watched the exciting twitch of her daughter's ass. Until the day before, she had not thought of Misty as being an erotic little girl. Now, it seemed there was so much eroticism in that small, beautiful body, it would do just about anything to receive satisfaction.

As she prepared breakfast for her children, Ann turned it over in her mind. If Misty should happen to fuck one or both of her brothers, would it make me feel ashamed? She wondered. Perhaps I could pretend knowing nothing about it. But that would be impossible. After what Misty said, the excitement I felt inside in my cunt was too much.

As they all sat down to eat breakfast, Ann's gaze moved over her sons' faces. She had not considered them in an erotic context before. But then she had not considered Misty that way, either. Both Eric and Marty looked too young to want to fuck a girl – especially Misty.

Eric was the oldest of the three, with Marty one year younger. Misty, of course, was the youngest. Ann had never caught her son's jacking off; had not even seen a spot of jizz on their sheets. Perhaps, she thought, they aren't as erotic or interested in fucking as most boys that age.

Glancing at Misty, she saw the expression she had seen in the bedroom. The girl was peeking from lowered lashes at her brothers. Maybe Misty really does want to fuck her brothers, Ann thought.

She found out about noon that Misty did indeed.

She had been walking up the hallway toward her bedroom, and as she passed the closed door to Eric's and Marty's room, the sound of whispered voices stopped her.

Misty's voice could be heard clearly, but the replies of her brother were whispered and muffled.

"You gotta lemme see it, Eric," Misty said. "I showed you, didn't I? Come on, you're not supposed to change your mind once you promise."

Ann found she could open the door, and quietly, she twisted the knob. Peeking in, she saw Misty sitting on Eric's bed, her panties off and her legs spread wide. Eric was gazing at his sister's naked cunt. She was pleading with him to take his cock out of his pants.

"You promised I could see your cock, Eric," Misty said, shoving her legs wider apart. "Come on, take your cock out and show it to me. Don't be a chicken."

"Mom's in the house, Misty," Eric protested. "She'll catch us."

"No she won't," Misty said. "Take your cock out, Eric, or I will."

Ann saw Misty reach for the front of her brother's pants. Eric, she noted, did not try to stop her. Misty pulled his zipper down then her small hand disappeared inside. She pulled out Eric's cock, and Ann almost gasped.

Eric's cock was very hard, his prick head swollen large. She saw his piss-hole, saw the glistening drops of pre-cum on it. When Misty wrapped her fingers about her brother's cock and began to pump on it. Ann felt fiery pulsations inside her panties. Her crotch became wet, and her clit throbbed.

"Oh, golly, Eric!" Misty crooned in a thick voice. "Your cock sure is big and hard! Can you make it come, Eric?"