Kathy Andrews - Make room for mother

Feeling his cock throbbing, swelling even ignore Laura detected a slight difference in the feeling. She couldn't put a finger on it, but there was something definitely different in the thrusts, the way his cock seemed to move inside her cunt.

She started to open her eyes, when her cunt suddenly gripped his cock tightly. She moaned, unable to stop the sound as she began to come. The hairy lips of her pussy clutched his cock with rippling heat, her clit bursting with powerfull pulsations. Her ass twitched, and lifted. She couldn't prevent the movement. Every time she came, her hips would jerk, and twist as the ecstasy burned through her body.

She heard him grunt, as if surprised at the way her cunt was sucking and squeezing his cock. He paused momentarily, then began to stab in and out of her convulsing pussy faster, gasping loudly. She felt his hands at her shoulders shaking, and waited for his pleasant weight to fall onto her, smash her tits as he spurted his precious, sweet come-juice into her hungry cunt.

The jabs of his cock were strange to her, short and quick, not the way he usually strained up her cunt when he was ready to come. With her pussy still contracting in a series of orgasms, she lifted her legs, bending her knees, pushing her cunt upward hard. Her arms flung about his body, and she pulled him onto her tits, squealing now and no longer pretending to be asleep. The orgasms whipping through her would not let her be quiet any longer.

She heard him grunt, and then her cunt was filling with his juices, his cock throbbing against the lips of her clinging pussy. She felt the splashing of the hot juices and her orgasm became stronger. She flung her legs about his, holding him tightly into her crotch.

"Ohhhh, Sammy!" she cried. "Squirt to Mother!"

She felt his weight relax, his body trembling between her thighs. She slowly came down from her orgasm, and began to run her hands up and down his back, underneath his shirt. His face was buried into her shoulder, his hot breath on her skin.

But Sammy had not worn a shirt to school this morning. He had been wearing only a sparkling white t-shirt.

Laura opened her eyes.

"Who…" she gasped, pushing at his shoulders.

She stared into her brother's face.

"Jason!" she shrieked.

Jason grinned down at his older sister, his cock falling out of her cunt.

For a long, tense moment, Laura couldn't speak or move. Then she pushed him, and Jason fell to the floor in front of the couch. Laura jerked her robe about her body, blushing like a virgin, avoiding her brother's grinning face.

"That was a good one, Laura," Jason said, getting up and starting to fuck his cock back into his pants. "I've been wanting to stick this in you for a long time, so when I saw you on the couch, everything showing, I thought I could screw you and you wouldn't know it."

"Jason…" she said, embarrassed. "Sammy! Where is Sammy?"

"I don't know," Jason said. "He's doing something in the garage."

"Didn't he come in with you?"

Jason shook his head. "I came in to get a drink of water, and saw you, and… well, I had to do it, Laura."

Anger came to her.

"Get out of here!" she hissed, clutching her robe about her neck. But she had not pulled it over her knees, and most of her slender thighs showed.

Jason looked hurt, but he left her.

Laura was embarrassed.

She went to her bedroom, removing her gown after closing her door, then sat in the tub, using her scented soap. She was very embarrassed about her brother fucking her, but despite that, she admitted she had enjoyed every minute of it.

Maybe her brother had been the faceless other in her fantasy, she thought. Leaning back on the rim of the tub, she closed her eyes and cupped her tits with both hands. She could feel her brother's cock still inside her cunt, and a slow smile spread over her face. Jason told her he had wanted to fuck her for a long time. She had not known that, but then there was no reason she should.

She caressed her flesh softly, trying to recall the difference she had felt when her brother fucked her. It had been such a subtle difference. Her cunt pulsated beneath the surface of the water, and she decided to do something she had thought about before, but had not done.

She opened the drain and let the water swirl away, and then slipped her naked body along the bottom of the tub until she had her long legs up the sides, the faucet beneath her cunt.

Turning the water on slowly, she watched it run over her pussy. She wiggled her ass, pressing her legs against the wall. She turned the water on until it was at full force. The stinging water against her cunt made her tremble with a good feeling. Spreading the hairy lips of her cunt open, she felt the water gush into it. She moaned softly, twisting her ass, feeling ready to come.

The soft rapping on her bedroom door caused the feeling to disappear.

"Yes?" she called, unable to keep the quiver from her voice.

"Mom, are you in there?" Sammy called.

"Yes, darling," she replied. "The door is open."

Sammy came into the bathroom, and laughed.

"What are you doing, Mom?"

"Making myself come." Sammy sat on the toilet, watching her. Laura spread her cunt wide open, the water stinging the sensitive lips and her bulging clit. She wiggled her ass, giggling lewdly.

"I wanted to try this, but was ashamed to," she said.

"How does it feel, Mom?" Sammy asked, licking his lips.

"So good, I was about to come when you knocked on the door," she said. "You don't have to knock, baby."

"It was closed, and you never close it."

"I thought Jason," Sammy laughed.

"Jason fucked you."

"You know?"

"He told me," Sammy said, and explained what his mother's brother had said about it. "I thought it was funny."

"You're not mad, or jealous, or anything?"

"Why should I be mad?" he asked. "He thought you were asleep."

"I mean mad at him for fucking me?"

"Aw, Mom, I don't have any reason to be mad about that," Sammy said. "I'd have fucked you, too, if I had seen you there all naked and ready."

"I thought it was you," she said.

She scooted her ass upward a bit, her spread open cunt about six inches from the faucet.

"Oooooh, I think this is going to make me come!" she gurgled, making grinding motions with her hips. "It is! Ohhh! It's going to make me come!"

Sammy leaned over, watching his mother's cunt. He could see the lips clench, and her clit pulsate. He opened his pants and pulled his cock out, gripping it.

"Ooooh, it's so good!" Laura whimpered, trying to open her cunt wider to the water. "My cunt… Mother's pussy… ahhhh! Ooooh!"

Sammy squirmed out of his pants, and Laura darted her hand over the side of the tub, grasping his balls. Her eyes blazed as she watched him jerking on his cock energetically.

"Ohhh baby, jack it off!" she gurgled. "Jack that beautiful cock off and spurt it on Mother's tits! Come on Mother's tits, come on Mother's cunt, Mother's legs! Ahhhhh, come in Mother's fucking face!"

But Sammy didn't want to jack off.

He released his cock and leaned down over the tub, sliding his palm along his mother's hairy cunt. It was wet, and not with only water. Her juices bubbled from her pussy, smearing his hand. He rubbed vigorously while his mother gurgled and squirmed, still clutching his balls. When his hand was thoroughly smeared with her pussy-juices, he licked it off with his tongue. Then he smeared his hand again with her juices, this time rubbing his cock until it shone with her cunt-juice.

"Lick it, Mom," he urged.

Laura didn't hesitate, but shot her long tongue out and lapped up and down his cock, the taste of her cunt exciting her.

Sammy, his cock straining with hardness, spread his legs and shoved his hips toward her face. With a whimper of eagerness, Laura buried her face into his hot crotch, his balls feeling wonderful there. She lapped at her son's balls, then opened her mouth and sucked them inside. Juices from his prick dripped onto her forehead and hair, and she didn't mind at all.