Kathy Andrews: Mom gets it on

She felt her husband's fingers digging into the firm swell of her ass cheeks, pulling her tightly against his uplifted cock. She could feel his prick jerking inside her cunt, and when he began to breathe faster, she knew he was ready to come.

"Come, darling!" she urged, her hips almost a blur of speed now. "Come! Shoot it in me… squirt your come juice up my cunt, my pussy! Ooooo, darling, give me that come juice! My cunt wants it, Rob! My cunt is thirsty for your come juice!"

"Uh… Uh!" he grunted.

Sandy fucked fast and hard, her pussy ready to explode again. She panted in her efforts, grinding against him in mindless ecstasy.

She suddenly wailed. "I'm coming again!"

She slammed her ass down, his cock fully inside her cunt. She shivered, grinding against him. Her cunt convulsed so strongly that she wasn't sure she could remain conscious. Then she felt his cock lurching, and the warmth of his come juice splashed into her pussy, drenching her cunt with thick sweetness.

She continued to lie atop him, gasping with exhaustion. She moved from him only when his cock slipped from her still-throbbing cunt. She lay there, waiting for him to say something, but he didn't.

After a time, she turned her back to him, drawing her knees up and pressing her creamy ass against his body. Then she felt him turn, and his cock and balls pressed at her warm ass, his thighs touching hers. They lay there, spoon-like, and his arm came around her, and he closed his hand over one tit.

Rob had not lain close to her this way in years, and Sandy was pleased. She smiled in the darkness, feeling she had finally accomplished something for a change. His breath was warm against her neck. She began to think of Lori.

Oddly enough, she didn't feel any real jealousy at this moment. In fact, she felt she owed thanks to the beautiful teenager. It had been Lori's body and looks that had made Rob so horny tonight. It had been thoughts of the little girl who had made Rob stop fighting her in the car and here in their bedroom.

Sandy wondered how badly Rob wanted that little teenage piece of ass. She tried to imagine what she would feel if her husband should succeed in fucking the girl. She drew up an image of his enormous cock sliding in and out of that blonde-haired cunt, and, to her surprise, Sandy found the image quite exciting.

She was very sleepy, but Lori drifted around in her mind. She began to see her husband with Lori, fucking the girl in different positions, seeing him bury his face between those undeniably sweet thighs, mouthing her cunt eagerly and hungrily. She saw him fucking the girl from behind, his cock fucking her tight young pussy energetically. She saw the teenage girl, on her knees, sucking Rob's huge cock, mewling with pleasure.

A shiver went through Sandy, and she hugged herself tightly. A plan began to form in her mind.

"You like Lori Layne, don't you, honey?"

Joey looked up at his mother. He was sitting on the floor of the family room, reading a comic book. "What makes you think that, Mother?"

Sandy smiled at him, feeling affection for this young son of hers. He looked so much like his father with his brown, straight hair, his sharp, almost piercing eyes. He was still small for his age, but she was not too worried. Rob had not gained height until he was older, then he shot up almost overnight to his present six-foot-two.

"Mothers can always tell, honey." She smiled at him. "What I want to know is why you can't find a nice girlfriend your age. Isn't Lori a bit old for you?"

"I don't go out with girls," he said, wondering what his mother was getting at. "You won't let me, remember?"

"But if you must like a girl," she said, "why don't you choose one younger. Lori seems a bit experienced."

"At what?" Joey wanted to know, puzzled. "She's good in school, if that's what you mean."

"I mean, darling," Sandy said, "that she has boys hanging around her all the time."

"Sure," her son answered. "She's popular, that's all."

Sandy smirked. "I can guess why."

A faint flush came to Joey's face. "Aw, Mother. Lori isn't that… I mean, she don't… Aw, come on, Mother!"

"Then you understand what I'm talking about?"

Joey blushed a deep pink, burying his face into the comic book. Sandy had not wanted to embarrass him. This was not the idea she had in mind. Her plan had not formed completely yet. It was still only a foggy idea in her head, but since her experience last night she was determined to try something.

Ever since Rob had gone to the office this morning, she had tried to come up with some hard and fast way to present her husband and son with what they desired. But she really did not know Lori, only well enough to say hello to when she saw the girl. It was odd, she thought, that her previous feeling of jealousy was gone. All she felt now was the desire to give her husband and son what they wanted – Lori Layne.

Sandy wished she knew more about the girl. All she knew for certain was all the boys, and most of the men, were panting for her tight, curvy little ass. She didn't know if Lori had ever been fucked, what the teenage girl's sexual desires were. That was an important element in her vague plan, a most important element. Since her knowledge was limited, she was going to have to take things as they came up, develop them, improve upon them.

Another important element was Joey. It was very obvious that he wanted Lori, but had her son really been with a girl, fucked a girl? He was awfully young. Well, she thought, young or not, his interest in Lori's cute ass is plain. But, she also thought, a young boy can easily turn his interest toward any girl who is available and willing. He might, at Joey's age, fall head over heels in love with a girl, but if another came along, waggling her ass in his face, his cock would stand up and after her he would go. He may still want to fuck the first one, but, in the meantime, he would fuck whatever girl was handy until he got his hot little hands on his first love.

Sandy went into the kitchen and poured herself a cup of coffee. Taking it back into the family room, she sat on the couch next to where her son was leaning. Her knee was against his shoulder. She wasn't exactly sure what she was going to do, but something was leading her, something that was so powerful that she found it impossible to disobey her impulse. There was a thrilling tingle between her thighs as an idea formed in a vague way, and she gazed at the top of her son's head, her eyes almost blank, not really seeing him. Her tits were beginning to swell, her nipples turning into hard, rubbery tips, pressing against her blouse. Her cunt was bubbling in a hot, liquid way, and the cheeks of her ass became quite tight.

Hardly thinking, Sandy placed her coffee cup on the end table and slipped to the floor, sitting next to her son. Her skirt, of course, came up high on her thighs as she scooted from the cushions. She did not shove it down. Instead, she drew her knees up, her feet flat on the floor. She looked over his shoulder at the comic book, and her hand rested on her son's thigh. She could feel Joey trembling, and she was amused to know that he realized something was going to happen but was still puzzled.

"I'm as pretty as Lori," she whispered softly, close to his ear. "Don't you think I'm as pretty as she is, honey?"

"Sure, Mother," he mumbled.

Sandy stretched one thigh out, running her hand up and down. "My legs are as smooth and slender as her's, aren't they, Joey?"

"Yeah, I guess," he gulped, afraid to look at his mother.

"You're not looking at them, darling," she said, her voice suddenly thick. "Look at my legs and see if they are as nice as Lori's."

Joey glanced quickly, then pulled his gaze away. His cock was very hard inside his pants, and he was trying to conceal this from his mother. But Sandy saw the way his prick bulged up, and her breathing increased. She pressed her shoulder against his, her breath hot on her son's neck and cheek. Although Joey had his knees drawn up, she could see the outline of his cock through his pants, his prickhead angled toward his chest. She ran a hand up and down his thigh, then around to his back. She caressed his thigh, moving her hand slowly toward his ass. Then, holding her breath as excitement began to rumble through her, she slipped her fingers through his thighs and brushed along his cock and balls.