Kathy Andrews: Mom get her licks

"All right," Julie finally said, her voice throaty. "What's going on here, kids?"

Becky released her pent-up giggles, her finger touching the band of her sunsuit, near the crotch. Ben acted nervous, but he was still trying to get a glimpse of his mother's crotch. His cock, Julie saw, was pressing at his shorts, fully hard now.

It was Becky who answered.

"You put Ben's peter in your mouth, Mother," she said, giggling.

"Peter?" Julie asked, unable to stop grinning at the word. She had not heard that particular word in ages.

"You know, Mother," Becky giggled again. "His prick!"

Julie felt as if she should blush, but she didn't.

"I did?" she asked, smiling.

"I wasn't dreaming, Mom," Ben said, with just the faintest flush on his young face.

Julie thought quickly. There was no way she could deny it.

"So what if I did?" she asked, her voice low. She felt the wetness between her thighs, her cunt quivering.

"But you let him do it in your mouth, Mother," Becky said. "You let Ben do it in your mouth!"

Julie looked at them before she replied. "So I did. But what did I let Ben do in my mouth?"

Becky giggled.

Ben stared at his mother, eyes big. "Come on," Julie urged; "Let's get it out in the open, kids. Stop pussy-footing around and say it like it is."

Becky giggled again. "Pussy-footing," she echoed her mother. Becky pointed to her crotch. "Like this, Mother? This pussy? Not a kitten?"

Julie didn't answer her daughter. She fixed her eyes upon her son's straining cock. It was outlined now, and she was sure she could see his hard-on throbbing.

"You've got a hard-on, Ben," she said, her voice whispery.

"That's because you put his prick in your mouth, Mother," Becky said, bold and unashamed. "And because he's trying to look up between your legs."

"Becky! I am not!" Ben shouted. Julie smiled. "I think you are, Ben," she said. As if to prove her point, Julie uncrossed her ankles, parting her feet and leaving them there. She saw her son's eyes become big again, and he stopped breathing. Becky, too, looked.

"Like it?" Julie whispered.

Ben nodded, swallowing noisily. Becky giggled, her eyes flashing.

Now Julie answered her daughter's question.

She said it with no trace of embarrassment. "That kind of pussy, Becky. I'm talking a girl's pussy."

"I thought so," Becky said, her excitement showing in her face and voice. "Ben loves pussy, the girl kind of pussy, Mother."

"Becky!" Ben said, his eyes fixed between his mother's thighs. "I'm gonna hit you!"

Julie knew what her son and and daughter were seeing. She had looked at herself many times in mirrors. They were seeing the soft, sensitive inner flesh of her thighs, the crotch of her lacy panties, the way her cunt bulged inside, the moistening pussy slit. She trembled with delicious excitement.

The words being spoken went a shock of rippling pleasure through her skin. It was the way she had talked with her husband, both of them enjoying those naughty words.

"But Ben doesn't get to see many pussies, Mother," Becky went on. "He's always looking at mine, though. He likes to look at my pussy, Mother."

"Becky, you're gonna get us in trouble," Ben warned.

"Na, she won't, honey," Julie said in a thick sound. "No one will get into trouble here. I understand why you like to look at pussy. It makes your cock hard, doesn't it?"

"That's right, Mother," Becky said. "His cock. His cock gets real hard when he looks at my pussy." She peered at her mother's crotch again. "Just like it's hard now because he's looking at your pussy, Mother."

Julie's pulses were racing. "He can't see my pussy," she said. "I have panties on."

"He wants to see it, though," Becky said. "He told me he wants to see your pussy, Mother."

"Ben," Julie said, "can't you talk for yourself? Do you want to see Mother's pussy?"

Ben swallowed, but he nodded his head.

Julie felt a thrill shoot through her stomach, her cunt clenching in tightness. She could feel the tip, of her swollen clit against the crotch of her panties. She wanted her son to see her cunt. She wanted both of them to look at her cunt, and she wanted them to.

She parted her feet more, almost two feet apart. Ben's cock actually jumped visibly this time, and Becky made a soft cooing sound.

"So look at it," Julie whispered, passion boiling inside her. "Look at my pussy, if you want."

Becky was running the tip of her finger under the crotch of her sunsuit openly, her blue eyes seeming to be shooting sparks of wicked excitement.

Julie spread her legs, more, opening the flap of her robe to expose herself from her hips downward.

"You're very hard now," she whispered. "Don't come off in those shorts, baby."

Becky looked at her mother, her small hand moving toward her brother's hard-on. Julie nodded her head, and Becky slipped her fingers into the leg of her brother's shorts and pulled his cock free.

Julie gasped now, staring at her son's cock with boiling hunger. With her brother's cock free, Becky turned it loose and began to slide her fingers inside her sunsuit.

Ben stared at his mother, seeing the shadow of her thick cunt hair through the flimsy panties, the slit of her pussy outlined there, the wetness that was forming. Julie's eyes burned on her son's cock.

Of her twins, Becky appeared the more aggressive. Her blue eyes shone brightly, turning from her mother's crotch to her brother's uplifted cock. Julie's robe was open from her waist down, her panties apparently exciting both twins. She found it odd that there was no feeling of shame, neither from her twins or herself. She didn't question it, though. She was enjoying every second of this.

She said nothing as Becky shoved her brother across the couch, forcing him to his back. Julie's eyes remained on his uplifted cock, her mouth watering. Ben kept his head turned toward his mother, staring at her wet crotch, Julie said nothing when Becky stood on her knees, pulling the wide legs of her sunsuit open, then the crotch of her panties. She couldn't see much of her daughter's cunt, but she knew it was fully revealed. She felt, vaguely, that she should stop this before it went any further, but she didn't want to stop it. Her cunt was burning.

With deliciously naughty giggles, Becky squatted on top of her brother. She grasped Ben's cock with one hand and, holding her sunsuit and panties to one side, began to rub her young cunt back and forth on the head of his cock. Julie's eyes smoldered as she sat trembling with desire, watching them.

Apparently Becky and Ben had been doing this for some time. Julie didn't care. Her excitement was swelling to the point that her ass writhed in the chair. She strained her eyes, trying to see her son's cock rubbing at her daughter's cunt. There wasn't much she could see, and that irritated her. Her cunt was fiery and wet, and she wanted to see everything.

Ben was still gazing between her thighs, lying almost passively as his sister rubbed her cunt about the head of his cock. Becky was giggling and panting, glancing at her mother as if expecting Julie to stop then.

Julie placed her hands over her twin's tits, digging her fingers into them, feeling her tits through her robe. Her nipples strained in hardness. She began to whimper in voyeuristic pleasure and opened the tip of her robe. Ben swallowed as he saw his mother's lovely, firm tits Julie grinned at him wickedly and began to twist and pull at her own nipples. At the same time, she lifted her ass up off the chair, legs wide, and began to grind them wantonly. Dark hair showed along the edge of her soaked panty crotch, exciting not just her son, but her, too.

Becky squealed. "This is how we fuck, Mother!"

Julie's cunt sucked inward with a sweet sensation.

"Fuck?" she said, her voice whispery and thick.