Kathy Andrews - Hot action with mom

"I love it, too, Mom!"

Sharon rammed her ass back and forth, meeting his stabbing cock with each thrust. The pain was gone now, replaced by the most exquisite sensation ever. Her asshole felt an fire, stretched forever, but she loved the feeling now. She clutched her ankles, trying to look up and watch his balls beat against her cunt. Her pussy was so wet, the insides of her thighs were glistening with cunt juice all the way to the tops of her nylons. The dark hair covering the lips of her cunt sparkled with the juices, her clit straining in a bulge of tingling hardness.

"Ohhhh, I think you're going to make me come again, Bobby!" she squealed. "I feel like I'm going to come again!"

Her face showed the strain, her eyes wide open and trying to focus on her son's balls beating against her cunt. The friction of his cock fucking in and out of her asshole seemed hot enough to create flames there. Bobby held her hips tightly, fucking into her hard, the head of his cock seeming to go all the way to her stomach. The soft, wet slaps seemed loud in the room, and Sharon began to grind her ass with him, feeling so exposed and wide open and deliciously lewd.

Her cunt lurched, snapping inwardly.

Bobby's cock seemed to grow in size, pounding hotly up her ass.

"Ohhhh, now, now!" Sharon screeched. "My cunt… my asshole… oh, God! I'm going to come!"

Bobby, his young face contorted with ecstasy, rammed his cock as deep and hard as he could into his mother's gripping, flexing asshole. His balls swelled, and he unleashed a torrent of boiling come juice. Sharon, feeling his cock cream burning the smooth walls of her asshole, screamed with intense ecstasy, her cunt clutched in tight, powerful orgasm.

Sharon felt her asshole sucking on her son's squirting cock, sucking the come juice out of his writhing balls. Even though she, too, was coming in mindless waves of contracting orgasms, she felt his balls very tight against her hairy cunt, his cock jerking as he sprayed her ass guts full of his thick, scalding jizz.

Her legs shook and her knees trembled. She couldn't remain upright any longer. She felt as if she would fall. She moved her hands forward, walking them along the carpet. Bobby clung to her, his cock still jammed into her clutching asshole. Sharon bent her knees and stretched out on her stomach across the floor. She lay with her hands above her head, gasping for air, her tits smashed flat. Her ass shivered as her son lay atop her. She felt his hot breath on her shoulders, felt his cock deflating. The softer his prick became, the less her asshole felt stuffed and stretched.

"Oh, my God!" Sharon hissed throatily. "You did it, Bobby!"

"Yeah, I think I did, Mom," he panted, sliding his hands underneath. And, when his mother lifted her shoulders, he found he could hold her naked tit in one hand and her still covered fit with the other. He squeezed her tits gently.

"Take it out of me," she whispered, suddenly feeling embarrassment again, knowing her face was tinged pink. "Please, Bobby, take it out of me now."

She moaned as his cock pulled out of her asshole. She felt her ass ring close, yet at the same time she still felt wide open, as if her asshole would never again be tight. She remained on her stomach, knowing the miniskirt was bunched about her waist, her ass exposed through the fishnet of her bikini panties, that her son could see her in the garter belt and nylons.

She felt very bashful now, and couldn't move her hands even to shove her miniskirt down.

"Don't look at me, Bobby," she whispered shyly.

"Why not, Mom?" she heard him reply from between her legs. "You didn't care before."

"I… please, just don't look at me now." But Bobby ignored her. He was learning something about his mother, and it pleased him. He realized she enjoyed being embarrassed, enjoying being seen despite her bashfulness.

Sitting on his heels between her legs, Bobby looked down at his mother. Her legs looked so very long in those nylons. He liked the contrast of them with the naked flesh above. Most of one ass cheek showed, but it didn't matter because of those fishnet panties. The holes in them were quite large, and he could see her ass anyway. The crotch seemed caught between the lips of her cunt, one covered, the other revealed.

Sharon could feel her son's eyes on her body. She wanted to pull her skirt down, anything that would cover her. Yet she couldn't. She loved the feel of him looking at her. She covered her face in her arms, not looking back at him. There was a throbbing ache in her asshole, not painful though. It was a pleasant aching, a throbbing sort of ache that pulsated almost tenderly.

She felt her son moving a hand along the back of her thigh. She shivered as his fingers touched the naked flesh above the nylons. The cheeks of her ass bunched up, and soft moans bubbled from her. She had been fucked by her young son – there was no doubt about it. In her ass, yes, but fucked just the same. It had happened, finally. She knew he was back there, his pants still around his knees, his cock and balls naked, looking at her lewd exposure. She wanted to see him, to take a good look at his cock and balls, but felt too embarrassed to turn around.

Bobby ran his two hands over her thighs, feeling the silky nylons, the flesh above them. He moved his fingers between her thighs and Sharon's ass twitched as she felt them brush the exposed hair of her cunt. Then she gasped.

Bobby had pushed her fishnet panties into the crack of her ass, revealing both ass cheeks to his hot, young eyes. She felt his palms on her ass, feeling softly, then squeezing. Her ass checks bunched when he drew a fingertip slowly up and down the crack of her ass.

"You're still hot here, Mom," he said. "You still feel very hot right here… your ass."

"Bobby…"

He placed his hands on the cheeks of her ass, cupping them. Sharon's ass, round and firm, was too large to fit his small palms. He kneaded her ass, twisting the ass cheeks. She felt them open, and the blush on her face became hotter. She could feel her son staring at her asshole. Somehow it seemed more intimate, more lewd, than if he had been staring at her cunt.

"So pretty, Mom," she heard her son whispering. "You have a real pretty ass. Your ass is prettier than the girl in the mall, prettier than any one of those girls there."

She was pleased by his compliment, but she knew he was saying it because he had never seen an ass before, not a naked ass.

Bobby pulled his hands to her thighs, gazing upon his mother's creamy ass. He leaned forward and kissed one of the ass cheeks. Sharon gasped, her hips trembling, but said nothing. Bobby turned and kissed the other ass cheek. She felt his hot breath fan her naked flesh, and she whimpered softly. Then his tongue snaked out and he licked at the firm ass cheeks, sliding his wet tongue up and down, dipping below where they joined her thighs, licking upward and around. He licked at both ass cheeks, the flat surface of his tongue wetting his mother's very smooth skin. He dragged his tongue about her ass for some time, then along the back of her thigh. Sharon felt the heat between her legs increasing, her cunt starting to pulsate again. She could feel herself dripping, hot juices oozing from her hairy cunt, soaking the crotch of her fishnet panties.

"Oh, Bobby, don't! Please, don't!"

Bobby now dragged his tongue up and down the crack of her ass. The fishnet panties were tight against her asshole where he had pulled them, and his tongue felt like fire on the inner cheeks of her ass. With an involuntary movement, Sharon's hips lifted, twisting as her son kept licking and tasting of her ass.

"We've done enough, honey," she moaned. "Please, no more! We shouldn't have even done what we did."

But Bobby, his cock stiffening, kept licking his mother's ass. He held her hips, kissing and sucking the creamy flesh between his lips. He slipped his tongue downward and lapped at the exposed lip of her cunt, his nose almost in her ass. Sharon sobbed as his tongue seemed to swirl with fiery wetness about the lip of her hairy cunt. Her stomach tightened, and she knew that if he kept licking about her ass and pussylip this way, she would come again.