Kathy Andrews - Coming with mom

Carol's mind was reeling with the erotic things she was doing with Karen and Jimmy being seen as she fucked her son's cock was as exciting to her as it had been watching Karen fuck him.

Her hairy, wet cunt rose and fell on Jimmy's throbbing cock, and she could feel Karen digging her hands into her naked, churning ass. The hot wetness of her daughter's mouth on her tingling tits increased the ecstasy flowing through her.

Carol's pussy was squeezing her son's cock in flexing waves as she began to come in a series of orgasms. Whimpers of delight bubbled from her as she placed a hand on the back of Karen's head, holding her mouth tight onto

her swollen tit. She pressed her cunt down on Jimmy's cock, then began to rock her crotch back and forth on him as she came time and again. The intensity of her orgasms were greater than they had ever been before, clutching at her body until she was shuddering in a violent manner.

She became desperate for her son's come juice, eager for it to splatter into her boiling pussy. The muscles of her cunt closed tightly around his throbbing cock, drawing on it in a sucking motion, almost nibbling.

"Shoot it to me, Jimmy!" she screamed. "Give mother that come juice, baby! Ohhhh, I want to feel you come in my cunt! Come in mother's hot pussy, honey! Mother's cunt is so hot for that sweet, thick come juice! I want it, I want it-now! Fill my hairy cunt with it, Jimmy!"

Jimmy arched his hips up as his mother swung her ass in tight circles.

He grunted, then hot, thick come juice boiled from his piss hole. The thick come juice splashed into Carol's cunt, making her scream again. Her hairy pussy convulsed stronger than ever, squeezing at her son's cock as he spurted copiously into her shaking body.

The orgasms had been so intense, so strong that Carol practically fell from him. She sprawled on the floor, her arms and legs wide, cunt lips pulsating as creamy come juice dripped from her hairy pussy lips, smearing the smooth cheeks of her ass. Her tits quivered as

she struggled for air.

Karen, still excited, suddenly shot her hand out and felt of her mother's hairy cunt, working her finger into her pussy and fucking back and forth. Carol's hips writhed and she moaned. The beast within her was quiet for now.

Carol was pleased by the attitude her son and daughter showed. For the rest of the afternoon, she watched them play with each other, becoming accustomed to this quick, overnight change in their young lives.

By mid-afternoon, Karen had gotten up the nerve to kiss her brother's cock, giggling as if she was being a naughty little girl. She enjoyed kissing his cock, but she was still hesitant about taking his prick into her mouth. But

Carol could see in those hot young eyes that Karen was giving some serious thought to doing so.

She watched them run about the house naked, enjoying the flash of her daughter's creamy, saucy ass, the way her son's cock dangled and wiggled, his balls delicious looking. Carol kept her skirt on, but nothing else. She loved the way her son and daughter would come to her, lean down and suck and nibble at her pointed tits, or shove a hand under her skirt to feel her cunt. She loved the freedom of being able to reach out and caress Jimmy's cock and balls or run her hand over his ass, of being able to touch her daughter's cunt or small tits. It was like a dream she had been having for years, a dream that had suddenly become real.

Then, about six that evening, the phone rang.

Karen answered it, then called her mother to the phone.

"Hello?" Carol said.

"Hi, baby," came the voice of Mike. "Thought we could get it on tonight."

Carol's first instinct was to hang up on him. She still felt the humiliation of being called those names by him, by his attitude, thinking she was some cheap tramp. But at the sound of his voice, her cunt started throbbing.

"I…I'm busy tonight," she said. "There's things I have to do."

"Well, I've got this hard cock here, baby,"

he said, sneering into the phone. "If you don't want it, then maybe you could put your daughter back on-I bet she'd like this hardon.

Carol gasped. "You don't know my daughter," she said.

"I've seen her," Mike replied. "Cute kid, nice tight-looking ass on her. I wouldn't mind having a piece of it, you know. Call her to the phone."

"No," Carol said firmly.

"Listen, cunt," his voice turned mean. "If you don't come out and play, then I'll get that daughter of yours. You wouldn't like it if me and my friends sort of had a little fun with her pretty ass, would you?"

Carol knew he was mean enough to try and do what he was threatening. She couldn't place Karen in such a position. "All right," she said, defeated. "Where am I supposed to meet you, Mike?"

"I thought you'd see it my way, baby," he laughed nastily into the phone. "Why not behind the gym at school, like before. I'll be there at eight, and you better, too."

The phone was banged down in her ear.

Carol stood there for a long time. She didn't want to meet him anymore, not now that she had Jimmy. But she didn't seem to have any choice. She was not about to let that bastard get his hands on Karen.

Telling them she had to go out for a while, she bathed and tried to think of some way to

keep Mike away from her. She knew he had some rough friends, and she didn't doubt for a minute that his threats to fuck Karen were real.

By eight that night, she was sitting in her car behind the gym of the high school. She was early, and already had smoked three cigarettes in her nervousness. The darkness was growing denser and there didn't seem to be a moon this night. Carol didn't like that. She had a few things she wanted to say to Mike, attempt to make him leave her alone, and she wanted, it light enough so she could watch him. She didn't trust him at all, not now that he was becoming mean.

She heard, rather than saw, the car. Then it was beside hers. It was an old car, dented and rusted. She recognized it as Mike's. She tossed her fourth cigarette out the window and waited, her heart pounding. She still had not thought of some way to make him leave her alone, and, most importantly, leave her daughter alone.

The dark was thick now, and she could barely see him as he opened the door of her car and scooted in next to her. Immediately he flung his arm over her shoulder and cupped her tit, squeezing brutally. He cupped her chin and turned her mouth to his, crushing her lips. His tongue went deep into her mouth, and she had no choice but to sit there and take it.

"You're being a nice cunt, Carol," he rasped, digging his finger into her tit, making a

sharp pain rip through her. "Keep on being a nice cunt and I won't touch that precious little cunt daughter of yours."

With a sudden jerk, he ripped her blouse open, exposing her tits in the darkness. His hand shot up her skirt and tore at her panties.

"Please, Mike," she begged. "Don't be so rough. What's changed you, Mike?"

"I haven't changed, Carol," he growled as her panties were torn from her. "I just know how to treat a hot-ass, that's all. You fucking cunts are all alike. You get your fucking kicks by fucking and sucking teenage cock, right, Carol!"

"Why are you treating me this way?" she asked in a quivering voice. "I've always treated you nice, haven't I? Why are you being so mean to me?"

"You cunts like it rough," he snarled. "I know all about you divorced twats! You've been used to getting fucked regularly, then hubby catches you with a man, and takes off. So you have this hot cunt and no place to take it. So, you come to us boys for your fucking! Well, baby, you're going to get some good fucking tonight."

Carol was frightened, but she could do nothing. She sat behind the wheel of her car, frozen as his hands dug into her sensitive tits, pulling brutally at her tender nipples, making her cry in pain. It was not until he had her almost naked that she realized he had not come alone.