Kathy Andrews - A mother_s love

It was a furious fuck – a wild fuck.

She heard him grunt behind her. Then he drove his cock deep into her cunt, holding himself there. She felt his cum splash into her pussy, and she went into a gripping orgasm again, screaming out her pleasure as her ass rocked wildly. She didn't want his magnificent cock to leave her cunt; she wanted his prick up her cunt forever.

But he finally pulled his prick free of her clinging cunt, and they both sprawled onto the grass, heaving and panting. Frank caressed her thighs, and she held his cock as they kissed.

"I think we ruined your nylons," he said, seeing the tatters on her legs.

"Who cares?" she laughed happily. "I'd ruin a hundred pair for another fuck like that."

"It seems we felt the same thing," he said, running his tongue around her lips. "I don't understand it, and I don't want to understand it."

"I know," she said. "I know."

"I'd like to stay here forever," Frank murmured, nuzzling her neck, "but I've got to get back to work."

She got to her feet reluctantly. Seeing her tattered nylons, she lifted her skirt and unbelted her garter belt, slipping the nylons off. She tossed them to the base of the tree. "I hope you didn't tear my panties," she laughed, holding her dress at her waist and looking.

Frank lifted himself to his knees and shoved his face against her pussy, holding her ass with both hands. She held his head tightly, squirming her cunt against his mouth as she spread her thighs. She felt his tongue lick up and down the crotch of her panties, and mewled softly with pleasure.

"You keep that up," she said in a thick voice, "and I'll come again."

Frank's tongue licked her pussy faster and harder, and she thought he was trying to shove her panties into her pussy. Instead, he pulled the crotch to the side and lapped vigorously at her clit. His hands dug into the cheeks of her ass, holding her cunt tightly to his mouth.

"Ohhhh, Frank! I'm going to come… again!" she wailed. "Ohhh, feel it! Feel my cunt grabbing you! I'm coming, Frank! Oooo, lick my clit faster!"

When he released her, Susan could hardly stand. Her legs were wobbly, and the expression on her pretty face was one of pure pleasure. "I loved that," she murmured as he got to his feet. "Oh, did I love the way you licked my clit."

"There's more where that came from," he purred. "I want to keep seeing you, Susan."

"I won't stop you," she said, kissing him hard, pressing her hips against him, "And I don't want you to go but I know you have to."

They were both silent as he drove her back to the restaurant where her car was. Even then, they were reluctant to leave. But, with a brief, almost tender kiss, he left her, and Susan drove slowly home.

Janice bounced about the house happily, giggling and teasing Stevie.

Susan watched the children, pleased to see them getting along so well. It was the day after her date with Frank, and somehow the two children seemed exceptionally pleased that she was going out with him.

Janice would give Susan knowing looks and smile shyly at her. Susan returned the smile, often sticking her tongue out at the pretty little girl.

Janice was dressed in a summer sun-suit that revealed the creamy swells of her sweet little ass. Susan was sure the girl went out of her way to make sure her pretty little ass was revealed.

Stevie had a constant hard-on, his cock bulging against his pants. He made no attempt to conceal this from either Susan or Janice, but seemed proud of his stiff prick.

Susan, wearing a becoming summer frock – a bright yellow thing – looked quite pretty. The top of the dress was tight, molding her shapely tits to perfection, and the skirt was wide, flaring about her long, creamy thighs. Susan was very much aware of the attention both children showed her.

Stevie, sitting in a huge armchair, slumped forward, and unashamed of the lump of cock in his pants, seemed undecided who to look at – his mother or the pretty little girl. Susan was amused by him and perched on the arm of his chair and rumpled his hair. "Got a problem, baby?" she asked.

He squirmed, looking across at Janice. The girl was on the couch, slumped, as he was. Her legs were wide part, and he could see the tight crotch of her panties. Susan grinned down at him and made sure her skirt was hiked up over her creamy thigh. When Stevie placed his warm hand on her dimpled knee, she could feel him trembling. She pulled his head against her stomach, kissing the top of it. She swung her foot back and forth, and was not at all surprised to see Janice quite deliberately pull the leg of her sun-suit apart and slowly run a fingertip up and down the tightness of her panties.

Susan felt a slight shiver as she watched the pretty girl. Janice had not been so bold in front of both her and Stevie before. But the expression on the girl's face was enough to show her excitement. As she and her son looked on, Janice held the side of her wide-legged sun suit to one side, worked a finger underneath her panties, and openly stroked her cunt. Then she began to snap the crotch of her panties back and forth, exposing her cunt briefly. Susan began to breathe faster as she watched, glancing at her son's pants. His cock was throbbing very hard now, and feeling bold herself, she reached down and gave his prick a squeeze. Stevie grunted and looked up at his mother.

Susan saw the question in his eyes, and for an answer, she put his hand on her knee and drew it up along her thigh, shoving his fingers beneath her skirt and close to her own cunt. Stevie could not resist probing at the crotch of his mother's panties, and when Janice saw this, she squealed in pleasure.

"I knew it," she yelped happily. "I just knew it!"

"Knew what, honey?" Susan asked, spreading her legs so her son could feel her cunt.

"You and Stevie," Janice giggled.

"How did you know, smart-ass?" Susan teased.

"I know things," Janice said. "I can sometimes sense things – especially about sex." With those words, Janice pulled the crotch of her panties to one side, mid slipped her middle finger into her tight, wet little cunt. She began finger-fucking herself unashamedly, her eyes glowing with hot desire.

Susan rubbed at her son's cock, making him twist and squirm in the chair. His fingertips now moved up and down the crotch of her tight panties, and when his mother began pulling at his zipper, he helped her. His cock sprang out, and Susan gripped it quickly, squeezing and pumping his prick as she gazed at Janice, watching her finger-fuck her cute pussy slowly, but excitedly.

Stevie shoved her dress upwards, and Susan shivered with pleasure as his hand went under the waistband of her panties, down through her curly thick cunt hairs, and found her swelling, throbbing clit. She sighed as he began to rub her clit, wiggling her ass.

"Are you gonna fuck Stevie?" Janice asked in an excited voice. "I wanna see you fuck him, Susan!"

With a soft, throaty laugh, Susan stood up. She pulled her yellow skirt to her waist, then slipped her panties down and off her feet. Quickly, she threw her legs over her son's, and, facing the little girl, her back to Stevie, she reached down and took hold of his cock.

Janice quickly came toward them, dropping to her knees so she could watch Stevie's cock enter his mother's hairy cunt. Her eyes burned brightly as Susan rubbed the swollen head of Stevie's cock up and down the wet lips of her pussy. She made a sighing sound as she felt the head of her son's prick slip into the hot wetness of her cunt.

Janice gazed eagerly, seeing Stevie's cock gripped by his mother's pussy. She reached out and cradled the boy's balls, leaning close. She breathed heavily as she saw Susan sink down, and Stevie bury his cock fully into her hairy cunt.