Kathy Andrews: Mom gets it on

"I have a fever, all right!" she snapped at him, jerking his hand up and placing it on her tits. "But that fever is inside me… on my tits, in my pussy! Oh, darling, I want to get fucked!"

Both of them looked startled. Rob's eyes went wide as he looked at her, his mouth open. Sandy's eyes popped and she tried to cut off the words with her hand, but it was far too late. It might have ended there, with both of them embarrassed, if Rob had not tried to yank his hand off her tit.

"Sandy!" he said, half-mad and half-shocked. She held his hand hard against her tit, and her eyes blazed. She could not stop the sudden tumbling of words now. "That's right, damn you! I want to get fucked! With that big cock of yours, you son of a bitch! I saw that hard on during the game, and I know why you had it! But that hard on is mine, you hear? That cock belongs to me, not to that little piece of cunt with her hot ass swinging around! Goddamn you, you bastard, it's mine!"

"Sandy, what in the hell…"

"Oh, fuck you!" she spat, grabbing for his cock, but making sure his hand remained on her tit. She had never used such language in her life, and she could not stop it now. "Fuck you, I said! That cock belongs to me and I won't let some little teenage cunt have it!"

She closed her fingers about his cock, feeling his prick tightly through his pants.

"Sandy, not here!" Rob growled, slamming the door so the dome light went off. People were all around them, but it seemed as if they hadn't seen what Sandy and Rob were doing. "What has gotten into you, Sandy! Stop it, now! We're in public!"

"That's just it!" she snarled at him, trying to pull the zipper of his pants down. "Nothing has gotten into me! Not for days! You don't fuck me anymore, and you're never a good fuck when you do! You don't have any imagination, never want to experiment! You think that anything other than being on top of me is wrong! A few stabs, you come, and that's sex! Well, fuck you, Rob! I'll show you what sex is!"

She had his zipper down now and her hand was inside his pants. She grasped his cock and pulled it into the open before he could stop her. She closed her fingers about his cock and began to jack his prick furiously, panting. Rob was so startled, he could not stop her. All he could do was sit there and look about, hoping desperately that no one would see what his wife was doing, hoping that his son would not suddenly show up.

"Let that little teenage cunt make your cock hard, will you?" Sandy was saying in a thick, hoarse voice. "You sit there, watching her swing her little ass around, your cock hard, wishing you could fuck her hot little teenage cunt! Well, Rob, this cock is mine! And I'm going to show you just what sex is all about!"

Before Rob knew what his wife was up to, she darted her face down to his lap. He grunted when he felt her hot lips kissing at the swollen head of his cock. He looked about fearfully, not able to stop her.

Sandy kissed hotly at her husband's cock, not caring that crowds moved all around them, that she might be seen by any one of them. She licked her tongue about his cock, feeling the throbbing hardness, the heat of his prick against her mouth. She had sucked him off only twice in their marriage. He had never let her suck him again, telling her that wasn't the right way to fuck. But Sandy dearly loved to suck cock. She had gone into her marriage at an early age, virginal but not entirely innocent.

Rob was the first to fuck her, but she had sucked a few cocks off before she met him.

She opened her mouth and sucked the head of his cock between her lips, her tongue fluttering furiously about his now-dripping piss hole. She gobbled the full length of his thick cock into her mouth, feeling his prick probe at her throat. She held his cock tightly with her hot lips, then began to suck up and down in a sexual frenzy. She made whimpering sounds as she sucked him, her ass twisting about, her cunt boiling.

Soon, Rob was moaning his pleasure. He placed his hand on the back of her head, and sat there looking straight through the windshield, trying his best to pretend he was alone, that his wife was not sucking his cock hungrily.

Sandy mewled in pleasure as she sucked up and down her husband's cock. She loved the way his prick stretched her lips, loved the heat of his cock, the thickness of his prick. She loved the way his cock filled her mouth, leaving hardly any room for her to lick with her tongue. She loved the way his piss hole dripped so much that she had to swallow frequently. The taste of his hard cock sent her emotions reeling, made her cunt clench, her clit swell. Even her asshole became tighter. Mewls of intense pleasure came from her, and she began to croon as her lips slid up and down his cock faster and faster. Soon, her face was bobbing very fast, fucking his prick with her mouth.

"Oh, God, Sandy!" Rob moaned, his fingers in her hair. "Oh, God! Oh, God!"

She sucked stronger yet, making a tight, wet, hot suction with her mouth. Hearing him moan increased her hunger for his come juice. She strove to make his cock spurt into her mouth, sucking furiously. Her body was shaking as the ecstasy grew, and she knew that she, too, would come… come in such a powerful manner that she wasn't sure her body could stand the violent emotions.

Sandy felt Rob's cock jerking between her lips, and she increased her suction again. Her mouth flew up and down his throbbing cock, her tongue licking as best she could. Her pussy was about to explode, and she wanted to shove a finger up her cunt to bring her climax on. But she didn't. She clawed at his hips and thighs as she gobbled his cock, whimpering as her pussy boiled. She was totally mindless of everything except the huge, throbbing, very hard cock inside her mouth, and her pussy about to explode.

She did not hear the shouts of the crowd, nor did she know anyone was around. She did not care if someone saw her sucking furiously on this deliciously hard cock. None of that mattered to her, only that she was sucking a cock. That, and that alone, mattered.

She had her husband's cock deep in her mouth when he began to come. She felt him trying to jerk her mouth off his cock, but she fought him, clinging with her lips.

"Stop it, Sandy!" she heard him snort. "Stop it, damn it! I'm about to come! Stop it!"

But she clung to his cock tightly, her lips tight and hot, wet and hungry. When she tasted that first squirt of his come juice, her pussy seemed to bust apart. She groaned deep in her throat as he filled her mouth with his thick, slippery come, her pussy coming in strong waves of spasms. Her slender body shook, and every muscle and bone of her being seemed to suddenly become liquid, jello-like.

"Oh, God! Oh, God!" she heard Rob moaning. He was no longer trying to make her stop. He sat there, his body shaking, his cock spewing so much come juice that Sandy had a problem swallowing all his jism. Her fingers dug into his thighs as she gurgled, her throat working, her lips sucking. She now held his cock by its swollen head, and her tongue flew swiftly about the piss hole, tasting each squirt of his come juice before she swallowed.

Even when he stopped coming, Sandy continued to cling to his cock with her tight, hot lips, her pussy still going through tight convulsions. She whimpered and mewled with mindless ecstasy, her tongue swiping over his slightly seeping piss hole.

"Sandy! Stop it, Sandy!" she heard him say, his voice stronger now. "You want someone to see you? Sit up, damn it! Sit up!"

Slowly, she released his cock. But before she left his prick, she kissed his cock quickly, hotly and affectionately. Then she sat upright, grinning wickedly at her husband. Around them were crowds of parents and students, but no one had seen her sucking Rob's cock.

Rob stared at his wife as if she were a stranger, a flush on his face. She stuck her tongue out at him, then took his hand and shoved it under her skirt. He tried to yank back, but she held his wrist tightly.