Kathy Andrews - Show me more, mom!

She shook her ass wildly, still plunging up and down.

"Shake it, Mom!"

She slammed down hard onto his cock, the hairy lips of her cunt smashed at the base. She twisted and whipped about on his prick, grinding in a tight circular motion, rubbing her cunt as hard as she could on his cock.

"Your cunt…" Tony gasped. "Mom, your cunt is… ohhhh, your cunt is burning my cock, Mom! Your cunt is going to blister my fucking cock!"

"It will!" she hissed. "Mother's cunt will burn blisters on your beautiful cock? Mother's cunt will make your cock squirt!"

Squeezing her ass, one of his fingers touched the pucker of Wendy's asshole. Her eyes snapped open with the contact.

"Ohhh, baby!" she moaned. "Push it up in my pussy! Push you cock up into Mother's cunt! I'm about to came, Tony!"

The finger touching her asshole was sensational. Her cunt closed as tight as it could around his cock when his finger touched her asshole, and the hairy lips sucked hard as she jerked upward, then rammed dawn, smashing onto the base.

"Tony, Tony!" she cried out, grinding hard, his cock deep. "Baby, I'm going to come!"

With a wail, her cunt convulsed, sending wild shudders through her body. She lifted her head and screamed her ecstasy. The spasms rippling through her cunt transmitted to her son's cock, caressing it as if the inside tissues of her cunt were stroking the shaft.

"I'm coming!" she cried. "Ohhh, my cunt… I'm coming, Tony!"

Tony could only gasp. Her pussy was squeezing his cock hard. He gripped his mother's ass tightly, lifting his hips in an effort to push his cock deeper yet into her pussy. His balls became very tight and felt hot. He gritted his teeth, then let out an explosive sound as his cock went off.

The hot spray of his come-juice into her cunt sent Wendy into stronger contractions. She sobbed with the almost mindless rapture, every part of her body responding to his gushing cock. He pulled hard on her ass while his cock flooded her pussy, grunting with each gush of come-Juice.

Wendy cried out, feeling her cunt fill with the creamy spurts, her clit throbbing with one orgasm after another, her cunt drawing the fluids from his young balls. She began to weaken. As her orgasm slowed, she slumped on her son's lap, leaning her head on one of his shoulders, her body shaking. Her legs trembled as she tried to squeeze them tight against his hips. She felt his cock soften inside her cunt, and his gripping fingers loosened on the cheeks of her ass. They breathed raggedly for a while and then Wendy lifted her head, her eyes shining as she smiled at her son.

"God, that was the best yet, Tony," she said in a low, soft voice.

"I know," he responded.

"Want to bet it gets better?" she grinned, wrinkling her nose cutely at him.

"I don't know if I could stand it any better, Mom," he replied, smiling at her. He pulled his hands from her panties, brought them to her tits, cupping them. He kissed first one nipple, then the other.

"Oh, you can stand it," she promised.

She lifted her ass, her cunt pulling from his cock. She scooted back until she could stand. The crotch of her bikini panties was caught to one side of her pussy, and Tony gazed at it. Wendy ran her fingers dawn and stroked the exposed lip of her pussy. "You like that cunt, honey?"

"I love that cunt, Mom," he grinned.

"You love to fuck this cunt?" He nodded.

"Then, you'll love this, too," she said.

She dropped to her knees, pushing his open. His feet, caught inside his pants, didn't widen far. She placed her hands on his upper thighs, gazing at his cock. It was wet with their juices his balls glistening. She saw the small slit in the head of his cock, a drop of his come-juice clinging to it.

Pushing her face forward, she ran the tip of her tongue along his wet cock-shaft, into the tuft of wiry hair. Tony gasped, and she felt him shiver beneath her face.

Drawing her tongue along his cock to the head, she lifted it whit the tip, and closed her lips around it. Tony moaned as his mother pulling his cock into her mouth.

Wendy glanced up at his face, her mouth full of his cock. She worked her tongue about it, tasting the juices of her cunt and his balls. She licked the drop of come-juice from the slit of his piss-hole, swallowing it, then sucked at his prick a moment longer. When she pulled he mouth from it, she lapped gently about his young, now empty, balls. She ran her tongue along each side of her son's balls, swirled it about the base of his cock and through the wiry hair once more. Then she kissed the head of his prick.

"There, how was that?" she asked in whispery voice.

"Nice, Mom," he grinned.

"Oh?" she said, getting to her feet. "Is that all, just nice?"

"Well, more than nice."

She gave him a playful slap on his thigh. "Listen you, it had better be more than nice. It had better be fantastic."

After dinner, Wendy cleaned and straightened the kitchen while her son sat and watched.

It gave her a good feeling, as if she had a husband to care for again. She glanced at her son often, feeling her affection strong for him. He looked so much like his father, she could almost believe he was still with them.

She worked with her robe still on, but open. Every time she turned, her son was treated to a view of her naked tits and tight bikini panties, of her long, sleek thighs. She had pulled the crotch of her panties over her cunt in an effort to contain the juices of his balls inside it. She thought she could feel his come-juice, still hot, on the walls of her pussy.

Getting the dishwasher started… she turned and leaned against the counter of the sink, facing her son. She pushed her robe past her body and parted her feet on the floor. Cupping her thrusting tits, she made her nipples protrude from her fingers. Her eyes were starting to shine with desire again.

"Honey," she said in low voice, "Do you have one more in you?"

"One more what?" he asked.

"Hard-on, silly," she giggled. "What else would I be talking about?"

She had made her son come three times already, and she wasn't sure he could it again. He had already surpassed his father's ability.

When her son didn't respond, she said, fondling her tits, "I bet I can get your cock hard again. Even if I can't, I know a way I can have fun with it."

Tony stood up. He had not pulled his pants up yet.

Wendy let out a small squeal of pleasure as she saw his cock sticking straight out, jerking slightly with hardness.

"Oooo, did I do that?" she asked, pretending innocence. "Was it me that made you hard?"

"Mom, I've been sitting here watching you," he said. "I'm only human. Seeing your tits, your legs, wearing those panties… yeah, I guess you can say you gave me this hard-on."

Wendy moved to him, taking his cock in her fist and feeling it, squeezing it, testing the hardness. "Tony, if I took a shower, would this still be hard when I finished?"

"Probably," he replied. "I know it would if I was in there with you, Mom."

"Come on," she said, pulling his cock. "You can wash my back, and anything else you find interesting."

She took her son to her room, dropping her robe to the floor. She gazed at him as she rolled her panties down, stepping from them. Tossing them onto her robe, she turned her back and walked slowly, swaying her naked ass, into her bathroom. Tony gazed at his mother's body, watching the tight bunching of her shapely asscheeks, the glint of her creamy thighs. At the door of the bathroom, Wendy jutted her ass at him, waggled it, then stepped inside.

She had the water going and adjusted by the time her son entered behind her, his cock up and throbbing. She climbed into the shower, motioning for her son to get in with her. She handed him her scented soap, and squirmed as he soaped her body. When her ran the soap over her tits, she caught his hands and crushed his palms on them, pursing her lips for a kiss. When her son thrust his tongue into her mouth, she sucked it, hard, her own tongue playing with it. His cock probed against her stomach, and she moved it so the smooth head touched her belly button, making her remember the times her father had come against it. Drawing his soapy hands down her body, she placed them on her ass, them wrapped her arms about him and squeezed his ass. Sucking on his tongue, she strained her soapy body against his, and worked her fingers into the crack of his ass. She touched his asshole, rubbing it tenderly, making his cock jerk and throb against her stomach.