Kathy Andrews - Coming with mom

"Ohhh, baby, baby!" Carol whimpered, churning her naked ass up in a frenzy. "Ooo, so good! I love this, Jimmy! Fuck me, darling! Fuck mother's hot cunt! Thick my pussy hard and fast… come up mother's cunt!"

Jimmy sucked hard at his mother's rigid nipple, breathing hard as his cock fucked, in and out of her hairy twit. Carol dug her fingers into his ass cheeks, wiggling her crotch furiously. She kissed his shoulders, not feeling

the pain of her bruised lips now in the intensity of her excitement. Her cunt experienced wave after wave of delicious orgasms, and throaty gurgles continued bubbling from her throat. She could feel her son's cock throbbing against the sensitive lips of her hot cunt, and her clit was being scraped beautifully by the hard shaft of his cock as his prick fucked in and out of her boiling cunt.

Carol knew her son was close to climax. She dug into his tight ass with her fingers, grinding her cunt desperately against his fucking cock, thrilled by the slapping of his balls against her churning, naked ass. Jimmy's cock swelled more, became thicker, longer, fucking deep. The convulsing lips of her cunt stretched more, and the orgasms came stronger than ever. She was shaking violently with shuddering explosions, mewling loudly against his shoulder.

"Come, baby!" she grunted. "Oh, please come, Jimmy! I'm coming so hard! Come in me, honey! Squirt your come juice in mother's cunt! I want to feel your cock coming in my pussy, darling! Let me have it… let my hot cunt have your come juice!"

Jimmy's cock was fucking in and out of his mother's boiling, gripping cunt faster. He grunted as he sucked vigorously at her swollen nipple. Carol dug her fingers harder yet into the tightness of his ass cheeks, holding his cock deep as she yelped in ecstasy. Jimmy pressed hard into his mother's crotch, and his lips came off her tit, shouting with the muscle

tightening discharge. His cock squirted, flooding his mother's greedy cunt with thick, creamy come juice. His balls became tight, and Carol churned her hairy cunt on his cock, her pussy lips sucking and nibbling as he filled her pussy.

She felt him relax on top of her, breathing harshly Carol caressed her hands up and down his shaking back, her pussy still clinging to his cock. She could feel the come juice seeping between the tight lips of her cunt, dripping over the naked cheeks of her ass. The juice was slippery, searing her flesh it had her face when she had smeared it all over herself in his bedroom.

She gave a soft yelp as she felt one final orgasm ripple through him. Her cunt squeezed at her son's cock as she came this final time, and her thighs flopped wide apart. She let her arms fall away from him, and Jimmy pulled his cock from her gripping cunt. He sat up on the bed, staring down at his mother's naked body in the dim light. He still could not make out all the details of her body, just shadows and hollows.

Carol reached out and fondled his cock and balls gently, then sat up, her tits jiggling. She kissed him tenderly on his lips.

"Now you can go back to bed, baby," she whispered. "I loved that, Jimmy. I really did love it!"

She watched him leave the room and he paused for a moment at the door, looking

back at her, seeing only her dim outline now. After her son had gone, Carol lay on the bed, thinking about what she had done. She was surprised that she felt no shame about it. And, she told herself Jimmy had been a better fuck than Mike.

She smiled up at the dark ceiling, knowing that Jimmy would fuck her again, knowing he had loved it as much as she had. Her cunt was still pulsating deliciously when she turned to face the window, drawing her knees up and placing her hand beneath her cheek.

Closing her eyes, she decided she no longer needed Mike at all-she had her son.

Noon the next day.

Carol had awakened with a feeling of excitement, her cunt throbbing with strong anticipation. She had to bathe because her son's come juice was sticky on her ass cheeks, making her cunt hair stick together, She smiled as she ran water into the tub. Jism was still on her face.

She had enjoyed a peaceful night of sleep, and she had slept longer than she usually did. The hunger was still within her slender, shape-

ly body, though. It was still deep inside her, letting her know the insatiable need that boiled like a cauldron in and around her bushy cunt.

She dressed in a tight skirt and thin blouse, wearing only a pair of bikini panties under her clothing. Slipping her feet into high heels, she went to prepare herself some breakfast. Jimmy, she noted, was out someplace. For just a moment she felt disappointment. After fucking him the night before, she had thought he would be right there, hard cock all set to fuck her cunt once again. But, as she ate, she had to remember he was young, and the young always had so much going on, friends to see, things to do.

Still, she missed him.

As she washed the few dishes she had used, Karen came in. Carol looked at her daughter with an affectionate smile. Karen was a lovely little girl, a sweet, innocent-looking blonde with her hair in twin ponytails. A year younger than her brother, Karen was already sprouting two sweet-looking tits on her chest. When Carol saw the buttons of her daughter's nippies against her blouse, she realized Karen would be wearing a bra soon.

Then she looked at her daughter again.

Karen is really growing up, she thought. Already there were some luscious curves. She wore shorts, and her long legs were creamy and well-tanned. Carol noticed the saucy way her daughter's ass fit in those tight shorts, her ass cheeks outlined. She wondered if perhaps

Karen was diddling with some young neighborhood boy, then doubted it immediately.

"Nothing to do, honey?" she asked when Karen poured herself a glass of milk and sat at the small table, drinking it. "You look bored."

"I know," Karen sighed in the exaggerated way of a small girl. "Mother, can I talk to you?"

Carol dried her hands and faced her daughter. "Of course you can, baby. What's troubling you?"

"It's kinda… you know, personal," Karen said.

"We're all girls here," Carol said, going to her daughter and squatting at her knees. "Besides, we're family, aren't we? We're supposed to help one another."

"I don't know about this, though," Karen said.

"Why don't you tell me and let me decide if I can help you, baby?"

Carol rested her hands on her daughter's dimpled knees and looked into Karen's clear but troubled eyes. She noticed that Karen shivered when she touched her knees. She had an inkling of what Karen wanted to talk about, and she felt a thrill race through her.

"I get this strange feeling, Mother," Karen said. "You know, in my stomach and down… down there, between my legs."

She had been right; Karen was experiencing

a sexual need. She closed her hands tightly on her daughter's knees and gazed into her exquisitely lovely young face. Now she saw the heat in those clear eyes, the smoldering of that same kind of hunger she felt.

"Oh, baby," Carol, whispered, reaching out and wrapping her arms about her daughter's waist, hugging her face into Karen's stomach. "I know what you mean! Oh, God… how I know what you mean!"

She felt her daughter run her hand through her hair. Karen's body was shaking. "You know, Mother?"

"I know more than you think," Carol said. "I know because I have it in me, too."

She heard Karen moan softly, and she hugged her daughter tightly against her face. "What can I do, Mother?"

Carol pulled away and looked into the tormented face of Karen. She drew her hands from her daughter's waist and ran them along the golden, smooth thighs. There was an unusual heat on Karen's flesh. An idea formed instantly in Carol's mind, and, for a moment, she tried to shrug it off, but it didn't work. She felt that desperate sensation of hunger starting to gnaw at her stomach, swelling and ballooning, going between her legs, making her cunt throb, her hairy pussy lips becoming puffy.