Kathy Andrews: More, Mom, more

"Mmmm!" Billy murmured, shoving his cock against his mother's lips.

She squeezed his cock and balls gently. "You liked that, did you?"

"I sure did, Mom!"

"Go to sleep now, Billy," she said, going to the door. "Have some good dreams about us, because those dreams just might come true for you.

The following afternoon Susan was disappointed that Billy wanted to go play baseball with his friends. She had been looking forward to being alone with him, hoping that Karen would find something to do with her own friends. She had wanted to kiss her son's cock again, lick on his hairless balls and feel his cock become hard between her lips.

She had dressed deliberately in a pair of extremely short cut-off jeans, with frayed legs. She had spent an hour that morning cutting them short, so the cheeks of her ass showed. They were very tight on her, and the lips of her cunt were beautifully outlined, and she loved the way the seam fit so nicely against her cunt, making it tingle. A few stray curls of cunt hair stuck from the crotch, and she knew how exciting that would be if anyone should see her. But she was not going outside in them; they were to be worn only to excite her son.Besides, although she enjoyed being looked at, the shorts were so extreme she knew it wouldn't do to be seen in public wearing them.

She spent her time cleaning the house again. The house stayed clean because she was very good at it, but she had nothing else to do and she went about dusting places that didn't really need it. Her thoughts were on her son, on his cock and how it felt inside her cunt. She recalled how it had felt against her lips the night before, the sweet taste of their juices.

She rubbed at her pussy as she went about with her dust cloth. Once, she slipped her finger into her cunt and pressed it against her throbbing clit, then, with some effort, managed to wiggle her finger into her pussy. When she pulled it out, her finger was moist. On a sudden impulse she licked at her finger, and there was an immediate response between her legs. It was so strong she thought she would come.

A little later she picked up a small box of things she had been intending to store in the garage. Just as she started to open the door to the garage off the family room, she heard the giggles. Opening the door a crack, she looked into the dim garage. On one side was an old mattress that had been leaning, against the wall. It was now on the floor, and Karen was there. She was not alone, but had the boy who lived down the street with her.

Karen had the boy's cock out of his pants and was playing with it. When she saw it, Susan's pussy almost went wild. Seeing her daughter fondling that cock sent her erotic emotions high, and she cupped her own cunt tightly as she watched. The boy was about the same age as Karen, and his cock was very hard. He was lying on the mattress, and Karen sat cross-legged at his side, leaning over as her hands felt his hardness.

"You really get hard, Robert," Susan heard her daughter say.

Susan had no idea that her sweet, innocent- looking daughter was this way, but now that she knew, her excitement increased significantly. Wild thoughts and ideas ran through her mind as she, pressed her hand hard into her pulsating pussy.

Although it was dim in the garage, it was still light enough so that Susan could see the boy's cock very well. When she saw Karen pulling the boy's jeans down, her excitement soared until she thought she would come. The head of Robert's cock glistened, and Susan could see beads of liquid forming on his piss hole.

"Want me to jack it off for you?" Susan heard her daughter say, her soft voice filled with pleasure. "Want me to make you come?"

Karen had on a skirt, but it was bunched in her lap, the crotch of her tight panties revealed. Susan was delighted when her daughter, still pumping on Robert's cock, began to run her fingers up and down the tight crotch of her panties, not at all embarrassed to feel herself up.

An idea came to Susan, and she closed the door silently. She went outside to the outer garage door. She made a lot of noise before she opened that door. By the time she entered the garage, both Karen and Robert were sitting on the mattress perfectly proper, with Robert's jeans back up and Karen's skirt down.

"Oh, I didn't know anyone was in here," Susan said. "I wondered where you went to, Karen.''

She turned her back to them and stretched high to place the small box on a shelf. She knew the cheeks of her ass were exposed to their young, already excited eyes. As she dropped back to her feet, she deliberately leaned over so that her ass was shoved back, the creamy cheeks fully revealed to them.

Finally she turned to face her daughter and Robert, leaning against the shelves, her cunt arched forward, knowing the curls of her cunt hair were exposed. She smiled at them, her expression lewd. "Well, what are you two up to out here in the garage all alone?", she said. "I know what you and Karen were doing out here," she said in a soft, sensuous voice. "I saw you earlier. There isn't anything to be afraid of. That is, if you can keep it secret. You wouldn't tell anyone, would you?"

Karen looked at her mother closely. "Mother!"

Susan laughed, low and husky. "Don't act so shocked, honey. You're just like me, and you know it. You had Robert's cock in your hot little hand, jacking it."

Karen flushed deeply, looking down shyly. Susan laughed again. "Play with it again, honey," she urged. "I want to watch you play with Robert's cock."

Karen gazed at her mother, her eyes wide, filled with pleased excitement. "You want to…watch?"

"I might even play with his cock, too," Susan replied. "But only if Robert can keep a secret."

"1 can!" Robert yelped in his childish voice. "I can keep a secret real good!"

"I thought you could," Susan laughed, swinging one knee back and forth.

"Are you sure, mother?" Karen asked, doubtful.

"Play with his cock and see, baby," she laughed throatily. "Take his cock out of his pants and see if I don't like it."

She watched her daughter open Robert's pants, and her breathing increased when she saw his cock again. Now that Karen understood, she gleefully clutched at Robert's cock with her hot, tight little fist, pumping on it.

"Take his jeans down," Susan said. "The way you did before. Let's see his balls, too, Karen."

"Golly, yes!" Karen squealed as she tugged at Robert's jeans.

Susan trembled with excitement and bubbling desire as she watched her daughter lower Robert's jeans, his still hard cock coming into view. She held her breath as Karen wrapped her fingers about it, pumping slowly. Karen, jacking on Robert's cock, kept her glowing eyes on her mother. She saw the way her mother's tits strained at the thin blouse, her nipples sweetly outlined. Lowering her eyes, she saw the tightness of the crotch on her mother's cut-off jeans, the curling dark hairs that were exposed.

Susan licked her lips in hunger as she watched Karen's small, eager fist jack on the cock, her cunt bubbling wetly. Moving on trembling legs, she walked to the young boy and girl, running her fingers between their thighs unashamedly. She stood close to them, her legs apart, cupping her own cunt as she watched, her breath fast and hot.

"That's a lovely cock," she whispered softly, huskily. "Such a lovely, hard cock."

Karen giggled, her excitement bubbling forth. "It feels good, mother. It's so hard! Wanna touch his cock, mother? You play with Robert's cock, mother!"

"Oh God, yes!" Susan mewled, dropping to her knees and taking hold of the boy's prick. She squeezed it gently, then harder, moving her tight fist up and down, watching the swollen head drip from the flaring piss hole.

Karen fondled Robert's balls; her eyes burning on her mother's hand moving up and down the rigid cock. "Oooo, mother! This is fun!"