Kathy Andrews - Hot, hot mother

"Come closer, Ginger," Lisa asked in a soft voice.

When her daughter was within reach, Lisa shoved her hand up under the dress. She cupped her daughter's cunt, squeezing it fondly, still holding her son's cock and balls.

"You've gotten your panties all wet," she said, rubbing at Ginger's cunt. "Hadn't you better take them off?"

Giggling with naughty delight, Ginger lifted her dress and stripped her tight panties off. She stood with her dress lifted, arching her young hips forward. She bit at a finger as her green eyes looked at her mother, waiting for approval.

Lisa stared at the fine slit of her daughter's cunt, the tuft of hair just right, setting it off. "You have a lovely little cunt, baby," Lisa whispered. "Don't you think your sister has a lovely cunt, Toby?"

"It's pretty, all right," her son said. "It's a tight one, too, Mom."

"It looks tight." Lisa grinned at her daughter, feeling Ginger up.

"You want me to take my dress off, too, Mother?" Ginger asked.

Lisa nodded her head.

"Will you take yours off too, Mother?"

"Why not?" Lisa chuckled. "I have nothing else to hide, do I?"

She began removing her blouse, dropping it on the couch. She lifted her ass to slide her skirt downs then she sat, slumped on the couch, completely naked before her son and daughter. Toby's eyes burned up and down from her tits to her cunt. Lisa stretched her arms above her head, arching her slender body. Her tits swelled upward, nipples peaked. She grinned at them.

"Well, do I pass your inspection?"

Both Ginger and Toby nodded their eyes fiery as they looked at their naked mother. Ginger peeled her dress off, giggling with naughty freedom.

"You, too," Lisa said to her son. "Get out of those fucking jeans!"

Toby scrambled from his clothing swiftly.

The perversity of being naked with her son and daughter, her eyes taking in their exquisite bodies, started that storm of hungry desire all over again.

Lisa had noticed Ginger was getting a number of telephone calls during the day, but she thought nothing of it. When she asked, once, about the calls, her daughter simply shrugged, saying it was no one important.

Thinking it was probably some girl friend, Lisa put it out of her mind. She was much too involved with her children to give it much thought.

Both Ginger and Toby were so much different than when she had left them. Before, they were seldom at home, coming in after dark. They had a great many friends then, but now they seemed to prefer staying home with her. But Lisa didn't mind. She loved to be with them.

Toby, much to her delight, wandered about the house with what seemed a perpetual hard-on. His young cock was seldom soft, and Ginger always found some reason to touch it.

School vacation had started a couple of weeks before she came home and since they had no place to go during the day, she had her children with her all the time. Most mothers would hate that, but not Lisa. Lisa could express herself fully now and she often went about the house either completely naked or wearing only a pair of tight, very brief, bikini panties. She would alternate this by wearing a skirt, but nothing else. Her daughter had picked up the habit, too, and Toby, although seldom naked, wore only his jockey shorts most of the time.

Lisa loved to watch her children bathe. They always bathed together and there was often more play than washing. Sometimes in the tub, Ginger and Toby ended up fucking, as Lisa watched and urged them on.

This afternoon Lisa found herself alone with Ginger. The girl was sitting on the couch, her legs drawn up and crossed, leaning on her knees. She was deliciously naked. Lisa sat on the floor in front of her as they talked. She wore a pair of transparent panties, the fan-shape of her dark cunt hair revealed. Ginger's small, but exquisite titties were a delight to look upon. Her pink nipples were candy sweet, but it was her daughter's pussy slit that held Lisa's attention most of all. The tiny tuft of hair seemed to set that pretty pussy off just right.

"You're more beautiful than when I left, honey," Lisa said, her eyes moving about Ginger's lovely body.

Ginger giggled, her green eyes glowing.

"I mean it, Ginger," Lisa said, stroking her daughter's thighs softly. "You may be young, but your body would make a statue's cock swell."

"That's what Daddy said," Ginger replied. "He said I could make every cock in town hard if I wanted to."

"I believe you could, too," Lisa whispered, sliding her hand along a creamy, slim thigh. She used her other hand to cup and squeeze fondly at a perky tit. "I'm not a man, but you make me excited, too."

Ginger uncrossed her legs, parting them and leaning down to peer at her pussy. She pulled upward on the flesh above her clitoris, stretching the skin. The tip of her clitoris peeked up and Lisa mewled with pleasure, swinging her face forward and trying to kiss the succulent knob.

Ginger giggled again. "Daddy said you'd probably do something like that, Mother."

Lisa looked up. "Your father said what?"

"He said he wouldn't put it past you to kiss my cunt."

"Oh, he did, did he?"

Lisa was amused that her husband would think of such a thing. But he was right, she admitted to herself. She would kiss her daughter's cunt, kiss it and lick it and love every second of it! She cupped Ginger's hips, pulling her ass forward.

"Ate you gonna lick me, Mother?" Ginger asked.

"Would you like that?"

"Oooo, yes!"

Lisa chuckled. "Here… scoot your little ass forward for me."

Ginger shoved her ass to the edge of the cushions as her mother opened her legs. Lisa gazed at the sugary slit of her daughter's cunt. The pink lips were moist, glistening invitingly. The tip of her clit stood outward, and Lisa could see it pulsating. She turned her face, kissing with open lips at the exciting smoothness of her daughter's inner thigh.

Ginger squealed, clutching the edge of the couch. Her eyes burned down at her mother's face, watching everything she did. Swirling her tongue about the sweet flesh, Lisa inhaled the delicate, exciting scent of her daughter's cunt. Her nipples swelled tightly as she leaned forward. She picked up Ginger's legs and draped them over her shoulders. She squeezed Ginger's thighs tightly against her face, her lips brushing the slit of that lovely young cunt.

Lisa rubbed her cheeks back and forth against her daughter's silky thighs. She watched the heat building in Ginger's eyes and the passionate contortions her sweet face was going through. Lisa swiped her tongue up and down her daughter's cunt and then pressed her mouth into her daughter's cunt, sucking at the lips.

"Ooooo, Mother!" Ginger squealed, grinding her cunt into her mother's face. "That feels different than cock!"

Lisa nodded her head, her eyes sparkling up at her daughter's face. She lapped at the wet pussy slit, finding her daughter's cunt soft and sweet and hot. Her tongue flicked the tip of Ginger's clitoris, bringing a peal of ecstasy from her.

She twisted and thrashed her hips about, trying to smash her cunt even harder into Lisa's sucking mouth, Lisa, too, moaned with ecstasy, the taste of her daughter's cunt amazingly sweet.

"Ooooo, Mother, Mother!" Ginger sobbed, churning her hips about wildly. "Ohhhh, tongue me… tongue me! Golly, you'll make me come, Mother! I feel it ready… way inside me! You're gonna make me come!"

Clinging to her daughter's flying ass cheeks, Lisa thrust her tongue in and out of Ginger's pulsing cunt. The small contractions of the hairless lips gripped at her tongue, trying to draw it in deeper. She felt the ripples moving about Ginger's flesh and she buried her face hard into the sweet cunt, sucking powerfully, her tongue snapping in and out. Her upper lip smashed at the swollen cunt, writhing to increase the ecstasy Ginger was feeling.