Kathy Andrews - A mother without panties

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" Karen cried, swinging her ass in a frenzy. "Ram it to me! Ram that big hard cock right up my hot fucking asshole. Robbie! Fuck mother in that hot asshole… fuck my cunt with your fingers! Oooh, you're making me burn up… making my asshole burn… my cunt burn! Ahhhh, give it to me! Give it all to me!"

"I want to taste it!" Robbie gasped, yanking his cock out of her asshole, leaning down and closing his open mouth around his mother's hairy, juicy cunt, his tongue lapping up and down the slit, wetly and noisily.

"Ooooh, suck my pussy!" Karen gasped. "Suck mother's cunt!"

Robbie rammed his tongue into her pussy, tonguing it rapidly, then sucked on her clit hard.

"Ahhhh… uhhhh!" Karen sobbed, and banged her cunt at his mouth. "So fast! So fucking fast! I'm coming, Robbie! Tongue-fuck my cunt!"

Robbie sucked and licked as his mother came, and when the spasms began to fade, he lifted his smeared face and drove his cock into her asshole swiftly, feeling it grip his cock as she screamed loudly.

"I'm still coming! Oh, my God, Robbie!"

Karen's asshole grabbed at her son's cock like a steel vise, squeezing very hard. He grunted in pleasure as he pumped deeply, staring down at her hairy, open cunt, watching the wet lips vibrate as she came over and over. Karen tossed her naked ass up and down, her asshole riding Robbie's cock frantically, the friction keeping the contractions strong. Her clit felt as if it was bursting from her body.

"Deeper, deeper!" she screamed. "Go deeper, Robbie! Ohhh, my God… ram that sweet, hard cock up mother's ass and out of my cock sucking mouth! Oooooh, ram me… stab me… fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"

Karen threw her arms behind her knees, pulling her ass high, trying mindlessly to get her cunt against her own mouth. Robbie was up on the bed with her now, standing on his knees, leaning forward, driving his cock in and out of her fiery asshole relentlessly, gasping heavily. The slaps of his lower body against the widely spread cheeks of his mother's satiny ass sounded like gun shots. Each lunge of his cock shook her, made her cry out in rapture. Her back felt ready to break, and she didn't care as long as he kept ramming his cock into her clutching asshole. It felt as if the swollen head penetrated her stomach.

Robbie braced himself by putting his hands on the backs of his mother's thighs, and watched his cock stretch her light brown asshole. Her cunt was still twitching, juices flowing from it through the soft hair of her cunt toward her stomach.

Feverishly, Karen ran her hands through her pussy hair, then licked her fingers quickly, tasting her cunt as her son pounded and thrust with increasing vigor into her asshole. She ran one hand through the juices in her pussy hair, and as she licked it off, she ran the other through it, letting her son suck those fingers.

"Taste my cunt!" she sobbed. "Fuck my ass and taste my cunt!"

She slipped two fingers along the edges of her asshole, feeling his cock slide between them, squealing as she felt a more powerful orgasm swelling inside her body. She quickly pulled her fingers from around the shaft of his cock and began to finger-fuck herself wildly.

"I'm going to come again!" she shrieked. "Ohhhhh… ahhhh, my ass, my cunt… everything is on fire! I'm going to come again, Robbie!"

An ear-shattering screech came from, her when the convulsion struck, almost shattering her emotionally.

Robbie could no longer control himself. His balls were on fire, aching, swollen. His cock was jerking inside the ring of his mother's asshole, and he gave in to the overwhelming urge, and stabbed deep and hard, straining as his cock spurted, sending hot, rapid spurts of come juice deep into his mother's grinding ass.

They clung to each other, Robbie leaning over her high ass, for a long, trembling time. Slowly, taking deep, shuddering breaths, Karen lowered her ass, mewling as her son's cock was pulled from it. She drew him onto her naked body, smearing wet kisses over his face, her legs locked around his.

"God, it just gets better and better!" she moaned, flinging her arms and legs outward, letting him up. "I didn't think it was possible to get any better, but it is."

Robbie lay on his side, his head held up by a bent elbow, looking into his mother's radiant face, watching her eyes sparkle.

"Mom, I've got to tell you," he said.

"You can tell me anything," she purred, running her hand over his chest.

"You're not going to like it," he said.

Karen frowned.

"You know we were being watched in the chair, in front of the window," he said.

"Yes, you told me, but I didn't see anyone. Does it really matter? I think it's exciting to be caught with your cock in me."

"I did, too," he said. "But not by the person who saw us."

"Robbie, stop being so mysterious," she said, caressing his cheek. "Tell me who it was. Whoever it was, we can handle it."

"I don't think so, Mom."

Karen sat up, grabbing her son by his balls. Grinning wickedly, she said, "Now either you tell me, or I'm going to pull your balls off."

"Mom, it was Dad."

Karen's hand tightened on his balls, then she quickly pulled it away. Her eyes became wide, and her mouth opened.

"No," she whispered. "It wasn't Hal. Robbie, you were mistaken, it was not your father. He's at work… he's always at work."

"Not this time," Robbie said, shaking his head. "He was staring at you sucking my cock, Mom, and he saw me come in your mouth."

A shudder swept through her naked body, and fear came into her face. She looked around the bedroom as if she would find her husband there. She looked at her son, into his eyes, and knew he wasn't teasing her.

Hal had caught her, caught her sucking their son's cock off.

It was what she had been afraid of.

During the following week, Karen was very nervous. She watched her husband closely at breakfast, waiting for him to drop the hammer. He still came in late from the office, and although she couldn't sleep, Karen pretended she was, not wanting to face her husband. He never said a word, never gave any indication that he knew what she was doing with Robbie.

The longer her husband was silent, the more nervous she became. She loved Hal very much and didn't want to lose him, nor anything else. Despite knowing she was in a precarious position, she could not leave her son, nor her daughter, alone.

She knew her son had told her the truth, that Hal had seen them, and she couldn't understand why her husband had said nothing about it. He acted as if nothing had changed, always kissing her cheek in the morning as he left for work, patting Judy on her jerky little ass, waving at their son. Everything was as before, no outward awareness, no sly looks in her direction.

"Why doesn't he say something?" Karen complained to Robbie. "I'm about to go out of my mind."

"I don't know, Mom," Robbie said, "But Dad saw us – I know that."

It was a little after noon, and Robbie had, at her request, come home from school during the lunch break. She had tried to keep from it, but her needs had been too strong. Afraid Hal would catch them again, she still needed her son very much, needed his cock in her. It was dangerous, foolish, but she couldn't help it.

She stroked his thigh, leaning on his shoulder. Robbie's arm was around her neck, cupping a firm tit. Her skirt was halfway up her thighs, and his hand slowly caressed the satiny flesh. His cock, forever hard and ready, bulged in his pants, and Karen watched it throb, her anticipation of taking it out and feeling it making her shiver in pleasure.

"I know how crazy this is," she said, tracing her fingertips along the concealed bulge of his cock, "but I can't stay away from you, from your wonderful cock, Robbie. If I don't get it often, I think I'll lose my mind."