Kathy Andrews - More, Mom, more

"I sure do," he answered. "But I like you and Karen and Billy, too. I'd like you even if you didn't let me fuck you and Karen."

"That's bullshit, but nice to hear," she said, pleased.

"I'd just be out jacking off all by myself," Robert laughed. "This is better."

"I should hope so."

Later, in the family room, they watched a program on television. It was a rock program, with scantily-clad dancers that excited the boys.

"I'll be glad when I'm old enough to go to a disco," Robert said. "Look at all that good pussy."

"Me, too," Billy replied, rubbing at his cock. "I bet all those girls fuck. You can tell by the way they dance. Right, Mom?"

"I don't know," Susan answered, grinning at their youthful imagination. "But I would assume they fuck. Dancing makes a person hot to fuck, you know."

"I can see that," Robert replied. "Look at how they move about. Almost like fucking."

Susan turned the television off, then searched through the record collection. She found a good beat, placed it on the stereo. "I can dance that way, too."

As the music started, she began to bump and grind to it. She stood in the center of the floor, swinging her hips about and shaking her rounded tits for their delight. Her thighs flashed from the slits as her ass roiled and twisted. She loved the way their shining eyes watched every move her body made, and she could see they were becoming even more excited by her than the images on television.

Susan had always been a good dancer, and now she put everything into it for them. She made erotic jerks and bumps for them, thrusting her pelvis back and forth and running her hands about her body. She pulled her skirt to her waist and wiggled for them, the bushy cunt revealed. She whirled about and presented her shapely ass, gyrating it to their delight.

As she jerked and swayed about the room, she became more and more excited. Her cunt was boiling and her tits were swollen, her nipples sensitive. She held her dress at her waist, throwing her cunt toward them, watching them as they pulled their throbbing hard-ons free of tight pants and jacking on them as she teased and ground for their pleasure. When the music ended, she stood there, breathing hard from the wild movements, her eyes glowing as they slowly pumped on their cocks. The next music was slow at first, and she stood with her legs apart, her hands caressing up and down the inner surfaces of her satiny thighs, framing her cunt, spreading the curly hairs to expose her puffy cunt lips. Then the beat picked up and she moved with it. Her hips flew in wild circles as she caressed her cunt. Her mouth was open and she ran her tongue in and out as she danced, watching them beat up and down their young cocks.

By the time the record was over, Susan was almost exhausted by her wild, frenzied motions. She stood there, breathing hard, her dress still about her waist. Sweat glistened on her creamy flesh. The two boys were now so excited their own breathing was coming in harsh pants as they looked at her.

Sinking to her knees, she sprawled on her back, her tits heaving. Her cunt was exposed to them, and she stretched her legs wide.

"I told you dancing made a person want to fuck," she whispered to them, her eyes half closed in passion. "Who's going to be first? Why play with those sweet, hard cocks when a hot cunt is available?"

Both boys stood up, stripping their pants off hurriedly. They came to her, and Billy moved between his mother's thighs, shoving his cock up her cunt quickly and thrusting in and out wildly, grunting.

"Come here, Robert," Susan murmured thickly. "Bring that beautiful hard-on here. I'll suck it while my son fucks me."

Robert straddled her face, and Susan began to lick furiously at his balls dangling there. She then pulled his cock to her hungry mouth and began to suck vigorously. But Robert leaned over, bracing himself with his hands above her head. He began to fuck into her mouth, making Susan moan with pleasure. She slammed her ass up and down, meeting the wild, brutal stabs of her son's cock with her cunt. She held her head still, letting Robert fuck her in the mouth as fast and hard as he pleased. Her tongue lapped at the throbbing hardness of it, and she held his tight ass in both her hands.

"Suck my cock!" Robert grunted as he pounded into her mouth, his balls banging at her chin. "Suck my fucking cock!"

"Suck me, Mom!" Billy yelped from somewhere behind Robert's pumping ass. "Suck me with your hot, tight cunt!"

Susan's mind went wild with the fucking and sucking. Her body was again alive with every nerve tingling hotly. She threw her ass up and down as Billy stabbed into her cunt. She tried to bob her mouth on Robert's cock, but he fucked into it so fast, she couldn't move.

She rubbed at Robert's tight asshole, finally pressing a finger into it. She thrust her finger in and out of his asshole, making him grunt and wail with pleasure. Her lips stretched over his throbbing cock, and the way his almost hairless balls lapped at her chin made it even more delightful to her. It was almost as good as this morning, she thought, when all three were eating at her body, her cunt, tits, and asshole.

She began coming strongly again, her cunt flexing about her son's cock, milking at it with those involuntary muscles. She whimpered around Robert's cock as she sucked hard on it. She wanted them both to come at the same time, wanted to feel her son's come juice spurting into her cunt and Robert's splashing into her mouth.

As soon as that climax was over, Susan went into another, stronger yet. It seemed as if she was coming harder and more forcefully than ever before. She was certainly enjoying them more than ever in her life.

Grunts came from the two teenage boys almost at the same time. She felt her son sink his cock as far as he could into her cunt, then he came. Robert had his cock almost into Susan's throat when he spewed come juice, and she swallowed in a frenzy to keep from being choked by it. Her finger ran in and out of his asshole as he came, and she loved the way it tightened up.

She was being filled by come juice at both ends of her body, at the same time, just as she wanted. She shuddered into another strong climax, her cunt milking at her son's cock. Her tongue licked as best she could on Robert's spurting prick.

Then they slumped away from her, breathing hard, but with huge grins on their faces.

Susan got to her feet and found frosty cokes for the exhausted boys. She sat on the floor with them as they sipped, her legs crossed, her dress at her lap. She was delighted that their interest was still high. They could hardly keep their eyes from her revealed pussy.

"Don't you two ever get enough cunt?" she teased. "I don't know if Karen and I can handle you."

"Sure you can, Mom," Billy giggled. "You don't seem to ever get tired of it, either."

"God, how could I get tired of fucking!" she laughed. "I'd rather fuck than eat."

"Unless it's a hard cock, you mean?" Robert laughed. "You sure like to eat cock!"

"You're absolutely right," Susan said. "Eating a beautiful teenage cock is almost as good as fucking one."

It was getting dark outside, and Susan wondered again about her daughter. "If she doesn't come home soon, we'll go look for her," she said. "I don't like it when she's out after dark."

"She's probably getting fucked, Mom," Billy said. "I wouldn't worry about her."

"I don't like the idea of her out with strange boys," Susan frowned. "She should bring her friends here, where it's safe.'"

"You don't mind if we bring our friends here?" Billy asked. "I mean, to fuck?"

"I'd love that," she said. "This big house could be filled with all you teenage kids fucking and sucking. And it's better than the back seat of a car, or out in the bushes someplace."

The boys were getting turned on again, she saw. Their cocks were swelling, the smooth heads dripping. She sat between them, stroking their cocks as they ran their hands about her body, feeling her tits and cunt.