Kathy Andrews: Hot, hot mother

Then she kissed the tip of his hard cock, kissing at his seeping piss hole. Holding the base of his cock tightly, Lisa closed her lips around his prickhead, licking his piss hole. Tod shook with the sensation.

Lisa shoved her lips downward, sliding them around his cock. When they met her fingers, she turned loose and cupped his balls. Her lips pressed at the base of his cock, feeling the swollen cockhead against her throat. Her cunt began to steam, her clitoris knotted, throbbing sweetly.

"Mmmmm," she mewled, dragging her lips up his cock.

She closed her eyes with rapture, feeling the heat of his hard cock burning her stretching lips.

The taste and feel of this boy's hard cock were more exciting than anything she had ever felt before. The fact that she knew nothing about him increased her excitement.

When she leaned over to put her head in his lap, the boy had pulled his hand from under her skirt. Lisa moved it to her back, bringing it down to her ass. The boy let her move his hand where she wanted. Shifting on the seat, clinging to his cock with her lips, she pulled her wrinkled skirt up, then put his hand on her pantied ass. Tod pressed her ass and Lisa moaned hungrily, sucking up and down his hard, throbbing cock greedily.

She made wet, gurgling sounds, clinging to his full, balls with a hot hand. The movements of the bus made it even more exciting for Lisa. Knowing there were others close by who might wake up and see her with a mouthful of this young cock sent thrills racing about her slim body.

She pulled her mouth off his cock.

"You taste wonderful, Tod," she whispered. "Your cock is so hard and your balls feel awfully full. You must have a real load in them, but don't worry, I'll take that sweet load!"

She licked her tongue up and down his cock, swirling it around his balls. Tod shivered.

Lisa moaned with pleasure as she licked his cock, reaching back to press his hand hard on her ass. Taking his cock into her mouth again, she squealed softly and began sucking up and down swiftly. She made wet sounds in the still quiet on the bus.

Lisa's passion boiled as she sucked hungrily, her head bobbing up and down. The hotness of this cock, the powerful throbs of it, made her cunt twitch and her clit swell. A soft orgasm erupted between her thighs, spreading delicious heat outward. She moaned as she came, twisting her ass against Tod's hand. The throbbing of his cock increased deep in her wet mouth and Lisa began to suck more swiftly, her lips tight around his cock. Knowing she was about to catch a mouthful of his creamy come juice, she ran her lips down, taking his cock deeply. She felt his wiry cock hairs tickling her lips. Lifting his young balls, she pressed them against her chin. Her tongue pressed hard, holding his cock tight against the roof of her mouth. Without lifting her lips, she sucked desperately.

Tod's body had gone stiff, straightening out as much as the narrow space would allow. He strained his cock into Lisa's mouth, grunting and groaning as his balls approached the point of no return. Lisa was sure his cock swelled thicker, the head deep in her throat.

"Oh… ohhhh!" Tod groaned, his fingers digging into her pantied ass. "Ohhh… I'm oh, yes!"

Lisa mewled around his cock, arching his ass as best she could into his clutching hand. Her cunt had swollen, the lips puffy. Her clitoris strained against the crotch of her panties. She gave a grunt as she suddenly came. The convulsions in and around her cunt were very tight and strong, making her body shudder. She clung to the base of Tod's cock hotly, smashing his balls against her chin.

The creamy come juice burst out of his piss hole, burning into her throat. Lisa gulped wetly, sucking furiously. His balls writhed against her cheek as he squirted time and again, rapidly. The spasms of his cock against her lips and tongue created an intense rapture not only in Lisa's body, but in her mind as well. Again and again Tod came, splashing his come juice into her mouth. Lisa thrilled to the taste of it.

The bus struck, a bump in the road, forcing his cock deeper into her throat. But she didn't mind. She loved that extra lurch, forcing the final gush of his come juice in her mouth. After the final drop came from his cock, Lisa clung to his prick for a while longer, mouthing him.

Smoothing her skirt once more she slipped back into her seat. Dawn was lighting the sky and she could now see the outer limits of the small city – her destination.

Home, home after three months' absence.

She wondered if Ginger and Toby would be waiting for her. She felt a thrill inside her stomach, a thrill of anticipation. But she was sad, too.

The telegram that reached her in the motel had been completely unexpected. Her husband had been killed in an auto accident and her children were alone. She was needed immediately so she caught the next bus home. She was sad over the death of her husband. He had not been a mean man, it was just his puritan way of living that had caused all their trouble.

But now her children needed her. She had missed them desperately those three months, but they would not have fit into her new life-style. They would have hampered her actions, leaving Lisa just as frustrated as she had been at home.

But now she knew she would have to try and suppress those hungers. The only thing that mattered now was Ginger and Toby.

The bus pulled into the station just as the sun came up. Lisa pulled her one suitcase from the overhead rack and started down the aisle.

Ginger stood next to her brother, holding his hand.

For a long moment Lisa simply stood and looked at them. She didn't know what kind of reception they would give her. They didn't know why she had left, only that she had gone away.

Lisa looked at them, her eyes misty with tears.

Toby, a year older than his sister, was taller than she had remembered. But at his age, boys grew fast, she knew. He was now almost as tall as she was, dressed in a short-sleeved shirt and pair of faded jeans. He had worn and scuffed sneakers on his feet. He needed a hair-cut, she noticed.

Ginger stood close to her brother. Her huge green eyes gazing back at Lisa. Her name was Mona, but she had been called Ginger since she had been born. Her hair was a beautiful copper color, long and wavy. Her small mouth was full-lipped, with a pretty pout to it.

Lisa wondered if Ginger would ever start to grow. The girl was only about four-feet-nine inches tall, but her body was showing the signs of curves and bumps and hollows. She wore a short, white dress and her small tits could already be seen. Time for her to wear bras, Lisa thought as she studied her daughter.

Lisa set her suitcase down, undecided what her actions should be. Her arms lifted and a smile played nervously about her lips.

Ginger turned loose of her brother's hand and ran swiftly into her mother's arms. Lisa began to cry softly with happiness as she hugged her daughter tightly. Then Toby was with them, his arms around his mother's waist, hugging her. Lisa cried and kissed them, mussing her son's hair.

"I'm glad you're home, Mother," Ginger sniffled. "Why didn't you come home sooner?"

Ignoring the question, Lisa picked up her suitcase and they started from the bus station. After placing her suitcase in the front seat of the taxi, next to the driver, Lisa hugged her children again.

"I'm glad to be home," she said, fighting back her tears of happiness. "Come on, now. Get in and let's go home!"

She held her arms over their shoulders, kissing the tops of their heads. Ginger kept her arm about her mother's waist and Toby's palm rested near Lisa's knee.

The taste of come juice lingered in her mouth, the come juice of the boy on the bus, Tod. Lisa wondered if it would be the last taste of a cock she would have for a long time.