Kathy Andrews - Eat out with mom

"Ohhh, Tommy," she moaned, lowering her mouth and licking at the head of his cock, tasting his come juice. She swirled her tongue around and around until his cock was clean, then she turned him loose and sat up, looking at her dripping hand. "I'm so sorry, baby. I didn't know you were about to come."

As Peggy drew her jizz-drenched hand toward her mouth, she saw the clock.

"Oh, my God? Tommy, we've got to go!"

They had dressed in a rush so they would be at the air terminal when Peggy's never be foreseen sister arrived. In their haste, Peggy had forgotten her panties, something she would never have done before. She wore a straight skirt that hugged her ass and hips and a white blouse.

Tommy, in jeans and a T-shirt, stood beside her at the wooden fence separating the small terminal building from the landing strip.

Tommy had giggled in delight when she told him that she had forgotten her panties. He looked at her tits as he stood at her side, seeing them strain inside her blouse. "It's a good thing you didn't forget your bra, Mom."

"Why?" she asked, holding his hand. "Because I can see through your blouse, and if you didn't have a bra on, I'd be looking at your tits."

Peggy giggled and squeezed his hand. "What's her name again, Mom?"

"Cindy."

"What does she look like?"

"I don't know, honey," Peggy answered, nervous about meeting a sister whom she didn't know existed until a few days ago, and who was two years younger than her son. "I've never seen a picture of her."

"It feels funny," Tommy said, "having an aunt younger than me."

"We're going to have to adjust, honey. There's no place else for her to go, and we are family, even if it did come as a surprise."

"I don't want some dumb girl getting in the way, Mom."

"We'll rind a way," she said, misunderstanding him. "I'll sneak in with you at night, or you can sneak in to my room."

"I meant some giggling girl trying to follow me around," Tommy said. "It's bad enough putting up with those rumors about you, but to have this dumb cunt staying with us, you can bet the rumors are gonna get wilder than ever."

"You'll have to ignore them," Peggy said, seeing the plane coming in on approach. "Tommy, you promised no more fighting."

The twin engine plane landed, then taxied up near the fence and stopped.

They saw a young girl leave the plane, carrying two suitcases. She came down the stairs carefully, the wind from the propellers making her dress flutter. Then the girl's dress was whipped above her waist.

Tommy gasped.

The girl was lovely, with long blonde hair and a very sweet looking face. When her dress had lifted to her waist, Tommy had seen her pink, tight panties.

The girl let out a shy squeal, dropping the suitcases and fighting her dress down.

"Peggy?" she called out. "Are you Peggy?"

"Cindy?" Peggy returned the call, glancing at her son. "Tommy, stop staring at her. She's embarrassed."

"Wow, Mom!" Tommy swallowed. "She's pretty!"

Peggy turned his hand loose and moved through the gate to her sister.

Tommy remained at thee fence, watching then embrace. He knew Cindy was going to create some stiff cocks in town, which meant he would be fighting more than before.

Peggy carried one suitcase as they walked toward Tommy. "Tommy, this is Cindy, your aunt… my sister. Cindy, my son, Tommy."

Tommy stared at the blonde girl. She was about four inches shorter than him. Cindy gazed back at him with bold, blue eyes. Neither offered to shake hands.

Tommy jammed a hand into his pocket, feeling his cock swell, the image of Cindy with her skirt over her waist burning in his mind.

"Tommy, take her suitcase," Peggy said, watching his interest in Cindy.

Tommy followed them toward the car. He watched Cindy's legs and the way her blonde curls bounced in motion. His cock was very hard, and he kept his had in his pocket so Cindy wouldn't see it.

Peggy crowded the suitcases into the trunk, and made Tommy climb in the back seat with Cindy. Then she drove from the parking lot. Like her son, Peggy was surprised at her young sister's beauty.

Cindy sat with her knees pressed together, her hands folded in her lap, casting shy glances at Tommy.

Tommy gazed at Cindy's knees, about three inches of her thighs showing from beneath the hem of her dress.

He was startled when Cindy leaned over and whispered into his ear, "Did you see my dress blowup?"

Tommy's eyes darted to her face, and he gulped. Cindy's eyes were bold and sparkling hot, a shy smile on her face.

For a while Tommy couldn't get a reply out. He nodded, but choked when he tried to answer.

Cindy pushed her slim thigh against his, looking at the back of Peggy's head. She leaned close to whisper again. "Did you get hard?"

Tommy began to tremble. Nothing like this had ever happened to him before. He didn't know any girls who would be so bold. This new aunt of his was puzzling.

Cindy slipped her hand to his thigh, and Tommy jerked. He stared down at her hand, then up at the back of his mother's head.

Suddenly Cindy shoved her hand to his crotch, grabbing his cock and squeezing it hard, then releasing it.

Tommy shot a look at her, and now Cindy sat in modest composure, hands back in her lap, her face looking serene.

"Help us unload, Tommy," Peggy said when they arrived at home.

"Mom, I gotta…"

Peggy noticed the condition of his cock. She looked at her son, then at her young sister. Tommy was red faced, but Cindy didn't seem to be noticing his hardon. Peggy smiled at her son, hefting the suitcases out, handing one to Cindy.

"I guess we can manage," she said. "If you're in a hurry to go, honey, you better go."

Tommy raced into the house, with his mother and Cindy carrying in the luggage.

Peggy looked at Cindy, then held her arms out. "Well, I suppose we should give each other a hug."

They hugged tightly, then Cindy pulled away shyly.

"I'm not used to hugging," she said softly, looking embarrassed.

Peggy could understand that. She didn't remember very many hugs from her parents, either. She felt a kinship with her sister, along with a surprising sense of affection. She resisted the impulse to grab Cindy and hug her tightly. Cindy was such a beautiful, cuddly little creature, so blonde and sweet faced, so innocent looking.

Cindy stood looking at Peggy shyly, hands folded in front.

Peggy finally shrugged. "Well, let's get your things put away, Cindy. I suppose you have more coming later."

"Not very much. I don't have much."

She showed Cindy to her room, and left her to unpack.

She found her son in his room, lying across his bed, hands behind his head, staring at the ceiling.

"What's wrong with you, honey?" she asked sitting down beside him and placing her hand on his chest. "I know you don't want anyone living with us, but it can't be helped. We just have to do the best we can. Cindy hasn't had much affection in her life, you know. We've got to be nice to her."

"Mom, she grabbed my cock," Tommy said.

"She what!" Peggy gasped.

"Grabbed my cock. In the back seat coming home, she grabbed my cock, Mom!"

Peggy stared her son. "Are you sure? It… it couldn't have been an accident?"

"No way," Tommy replied.

"It was imagination," Peggy amid, but not very convincingly. She ran her hand down his stomach to cup his crotch gently. "I saw your hardon when you got out of the car. It was probably because her dress blew up at the airport."

He glanced at his mother. "I've had a hardon ever since that happened."

Peggy stuck her tongue out at him, wrinkling her nose as she squeezed his cock and balls.

"You just keep this in your pants for me," she said, leaning over and kissing his forehead. "Don't go messing with Cindy, you hear?"