Kathy Andrews - Mom_s hot loving

Marian saw him close his eyes and he strained his cock deep inside her quivering cunt. Marian dug her fingers into the sheets, watching his face contort. She squeezed her hot thighs against his hips as he suddenly went stiff. She felt his cock throb once, then twice, and a hot gush of come juice splashed up her cunt.

The feeling of his come juice squirting in spasms sent her pussy into an explosive orgasm. The hair-lined cunt lips closed around his gushing prick as she came. Marian gasped loudly and her hips jerked as her cunt gripped his spurting cock in reflexive waves as she came in erotic ecstasy. She had not known her cunt had the ability to squeeze so tightly as she came.

Her naked body shook beneath her son's trembling body and her tight tits jiggled gently. She bit into her bottom lip as the exquisite pleasure sent liquid heat racing through her body.

Jack's cock seemed to be going through a never-ending spasm, his come juice spattering the velvet-like walls of her gripping cunt, filling her pussy with creamy juice.

When his cock stopped squirting, he held himself upright on shaking arms. Marian knew how weak he was and felt she could hold him now. She wrapped her arms around his naked back and pulled him down. His hairless chest pressed her tits, smashing them. She ran her hands up and down his back, caressing him with love.

Jack buried his face into his mother's neck, breathing harshly, his hot breath almost searing her flesh. She held him until he stopped shaking, then he pulled from her, his cock slipping free of her hairy cunt. He got to his feet and stood there, looking down at her body. His cock and balls glistened wetly in the light, his shorts still pulled to one side. For the first time, Marian saw that her son had very little hair at the base of his cock and it made her realize just how young he was.

And she let him fuck her!

Still without speaking, Jack turned and walked away. Marian watched him, her eyes gazing at his ass cheeks. When she was alone, she lifted herself and looked at her cunt. The thick hair was matted almost flat and she could feel come juice dripping from her pussy. She ran her hand down between her thighs and along her still slightly twitching cunt lips, smearing her son's come juice along her inner thighs. Then she got out of bed and went into the adjoining master bathroom. She cleaned herself, then pulled the shorty gown over her head and tossed it into the clothes hamper.

But Marian was still jealous the next day.

After cleaning the house and bathing, she stared at herself for a long time in the mirror hanging on the bathroom door.

She was taller than the average woman, with a body of slender curves that was quite appealing. She had chestnut-colored hair and dark eyes. She had never noticed the way her eyes smoldered before, but now she saw that they were hot-looking eyes eyes that told of the inner erotic aspect of her personality.

Although she had an erotic imagination, her sexual experiences were quite limited. Marian had done nothing with her husband, sex-wise, except fuck. But there were many things in her mind, many erotic things. But she loved to fantasize erotically, especially when her husband was fucking her.

Marian had a small nose with dainty nostrils and a full mouth and moist lips. Her flesh was a creamy textured smoothness without a blemish. She was very attractive, she knew, without being vain.

She also had lovely tits, tits that swelled out and stood upon her chest firmly, with a spongy feel to them. Her nipples, although average in size, were very sensitive. Once she had, surprised herself by coming off as she played with them. Her stomach was flat, with a deep belly button. Her thick mass of cunt hair was a flawless triangle as it sneaked between her long, smooth, shapely thighs. Her ass, compact and firm, swelled deliciously, rippling tightly when she walked. She knew her ass was beautiful and wished she had the nerve to wear those ass-revealing shorts.

She dressed in a pair of tight jeans feeling wicked in them. The crotch cut into her cunt, outlining the puffy lips and drawing against her clitoris. She had bought them six months earlier but this was the first time she felt courageous enough to wear them. She wasn't going anywhere and the only person who would see her would be her soft. She found an old, faded shirt that had been her husband's and put it on. She brushed her hair and applied a subtle, teasing scent to strategic parts of her luscious body.

The sounds of laughter came to her and she looked out into the rear yard. Suddenly she felt the stabs of jealousy.

Jack was there and so was that cute blonde, Judy. Marian stood watching them, feeling her jealousy grow. There was no reason for this feeling, she told herself. Even if Jack was fucking that cute girl, she had no right to such a feeling. But it was there, anyway.

She had no real evidence that her son actually was fucking Judy. But if he wasn't fucking her, Marian knew he would be quite soon. Judy was a forward little thing, totally unashamed of her growing body and feelings. She was a tease and a flirt and she was turning all of her charms on Jack.

Marian watched the little girl lean against her son and saw them kiss. Judy wore a sun suit with wide legs that was tight about her small, sweet-looking tits. As she pressed her lips to Jack's, Marian saw the girl shove her hand between their bodies and knew Judy was feeling her son up. A stab of jealousy shot through her, along with, a hot stab of desire that was beginning to bubble in and around her cunt. The feelings were miked up, she thought. Jealousy and desire – jealousy because Judy was fondling her son's cock when she, his mother, also wanted his cock.

When the two broke apart, Marian saw the lump in her son's jeans and so did Judy. She heard the little girl giggle as she reached out and brushed the back of her hand over Jack's lump.

Marian had a bold thought. She couldn't let Judy have her son she couldn't stand the thought of him sticking his cock into her little cunt, not after fucking him herself.

Turning away from the window so she didn't have to look at them, Marian realized her son had come into her room the night before and fucked her because he had wanted to. With only a slight feeling of guilt, she resolved to keep Jack out of that hot-assed little girl's clutches. She knew it would mean becoming aggressive and bold with her son and giving him all the ass he could use and then some. But she had to develop his sexual interest in her and make him forget about Judy.

Jack was out all day, returning only for dinner. He stayed in the house after dinner and Marian could feel his eyes following her about the house. Still in her tight jeans, she sat in the over-stuffed chair with him on the couch and looked at him openly.

"About last night, Jack," she said.

"That was good, Mom," he replied with no show of guilt or shame on his young face. "Can we do it again tonight?"

For just a moment she hesitated, then smiled at her son. "We can do it again tonight and every night, if you'd like," she said, her voice low and throaty.

Jack sat up suddenly, his eyes gleaming. "Hey, that's great, Mom! Let's do it right now!"

Her eyes drifted to the front of his pants and she detected the growing lump of his cock. She smiled at him and licked her lips with slight nervousness. Although Jack was as eager as any young boy could be, she still knew she had to take the initiative.

Marian lifted her hands and began unbuttoning her shirt. She had gone without her bra for the first time in her life and when the shirt was unbuttoned, her arching tits swelled out succulently, pink with dark nipples. Marian had never been the aggressor in her life and she wasn't quite sure how to go about it. But the excitement in her son's eyes as he gazed at her tits encouraged her. Feeling shy, she lifted her hands and cupped her tits.