Kathy Andrews - Mom_s three horny darlings

Bob stood up, looking at his mother.

Susan saw his cock straining at his trunks, with the swollen head almost slipping from one leg. When he started toward her, she couldn't take her eyes from that sweet, exciting outline.

Bob stood at her side.

Susan continued to stare at her son's outlined cock.

She lifted her eyes to his face, licking her lips in a nervous gesture, her body trembling. Her tits rose and fell as she breathed. Bob didn't make a mow, but just stood there, looking down at her legs, his hips arched forward suggestively.

"Ohhh, baby," Susan murmured, sliding her hand between her son's knees.

She squeezed his knee, then moved her hand up his thigh. When she almost touched the leg of his trunks, she paused. She was sure she could feel the heat of his young balls.

Bob leaned down, and Susan made no protest as he opened her wraparound. The sun burned down upon Susan's body. Her son gazed, seeing her upstanding tits and rigid nipples, the flatness of her stomach, the thick hair of her cunt. Susan dug her fingers into his thigh, barely breathing as he looked at her.

Susan uncrossed her ankles and slowly opened her legs.

Bob gasped as he gazed between them, seeing the pink lips of his mother's cunt, seeing them glistening wetly. The tip of her clit showed from the cunt slit, throbbing in a visible way.

"Like me?" Susan whispered huskily.

Bob nodded, swallowing hard.

Susan slipped her hand into the leg of her son's shorts, tracing her fingertips along the shaft of his cock. Then she wrapped her hand about his prick, squeezing. Shoving his trunks to one side, Susan exposed her son's cock and balls. She gazed hard at them, seeing the thickness, the swollen head, the pin hole seeping that clear fuck fluid. She looked at his balls, and realized Bob wasn't old enough to have very much hair on them.

With his cock sticking from his trunks, she began to stroke his prick, writhing her hips as he watched.

"Please," she murmured. "Please."

She pulled at his cock, indicating to her son where she wanted him.

Bob knelt on the lounge between his mother's thighs. Susan spread her thighs very wide, watching his cock lurch up and down. Bob knelt there for what seemed hours to her, just staring at her cunt. His hands rested on his thighs, and his eyes were glowing like embers. Her cunt was juicy, very juicy now. The curly hair spread along each puffy cunt lip, disappearing into the crack of her ass. Susan placed her hands on her naked tits, gently squeezing them, her nipples pressing between her fingers. She lifted her ass and twisted, offering her steaming cunt to her son.

Bob slid his hand along the smoothness of his mother's thigh, then poked tenderly at her clit. Susan's hips jerked upward as a small whimper came from her mouth. She almost came.

"Inside," she whispered, her voice throaty.

Bob pressed a finger into his mother's cunt. Susan mewled as she felt it. The lips of her cunt gripped his finger as his knuckles pressed them. Bob fucked his finger back and forth a few times, and Susan rotated her hips, arching her cunt to his finger.

"Inside," she whispered again.

"It is, Mom," he replied, croaking.

"Not your finger," she said, a slight blush on her lovely face. "That." She pointed to his upstanding cock. "I want that inside, baby."

"Really, Mom?" Bob asked, unable to keep the excitement out of his voice. "Really?"

Susan grinned nervously, nodding her head. She opened her legs as wide as they would go, bet feet hanging on each side of the lounge, her pint lifted up. She held her arms up to him.

"Oh, wow!" Bob grunted, and fell across his mother's naked body. His cock moved right into Susan's cunt without assistance.

He felt the head penetrate her cunt, and she growled in delight as she hugged him to her naked tits. She lifted her hips, sucking her son's cock completely into her juicy cunt. His hard cock almost sent her into orgasm immediately. After a year of not having a cock, Susan's ain't was greedy. She lifted her long legs, then wrapped them about her son's hips, locking her ankles across his ass.

Feeling the tight heat of his mother's cunt holding his cock, Bob groaned next to her ear. He fought to keep from coming right away, and, when the feeling subsided, he moved his hips up and down very slowly, fucking his cock in and out of those hairy, wet, steaming cunt lips.

Her son's weight smashed her firm tits almost flat, and Susan mewled as he started fucking her. She arched her crotch up and down, matching his slow rhythm. His cock went deep, and even the harsh scratching of his trunks on her inner thighs felt good. She hugged him tightly, kissing at his shoulder and neck, licking his flesh with her tongue. She twisted her ass with ecstasy.

Slipping her hands down his back, she clutched the checks of her son's ass, digging her fingers through the trunks as he fucked up and down. She began to pant and gasp, arching hard into his cock. The wet sounds of his fucking thrilled her, and she drew her knees up his sides, placing them at his shoulders. This lifted her ass very high, and Bob was almost on his knees, fucking her faster and faster. She loved the way his cock fucked in hard, smashing the hot lips of her cunt, her throbbing clit.

When Bob began to fuck hard and fast, Susan churned her crotch with him, gasping softly, making tiny squeals as her ecstasy increased significantly. Her cunt gripped his cock in a waving motion.

"Ohhhh," she moaned. "Oh, baby!"

"Mom!" he grunted, banging his cock almost frantically into her cunt. "Oh, Mom!"

"Hard, Bob!" she gasped. "Real hard! Ooo, harder, harder, and faster… oh, God, hard and fast!"

Her eyes closed as they rolled. She swallowed the scream that came to her throat as her boiling orgasm began. She came with shuddering whimpers, clinging to her son's ass with tight fingers, ramming her convulsing cunt up and down, riding his throbbing cock in a frenzy of sweet ecstasy.

"Ohhh, again!" she yelped in surprise. "I'm doing it again, darling! Ohhh… oooo, I'm coming – again!"

Her second orgasm was even stronger. It was so strong, she felt as if her cunt was exploding. Her mind went blank, and she wondered if she was going to faint and miss his squirting come juice. She wanted that… to feel her son's cock exploding inside her squeezing cunt, feel the hot spray of his come juice splash the velvety walls of her hungry pussy.

She was still coming violently when her son suddenly and unexpectedly jerked his cock from her holding cunt.

"No!" she yelped. "Nooo, please!"

But it was too late.

Bob had yanked his cock out of her cunt, sliding his prick through the hair of her pussy, squirting in rapid jerks, sending thick come juice through her cunt hair and over her trembling stomach.

"Oh, I wanted it!" she wailed. "I want it so badly, baby!"

Bob rested like dead weight on top of her. With frustrated tears in her eyes, she stroked his trembling back, running her bands from his shoulders to his as. Her long legs spread around him.

Bob lifted his head up, looking into his mother's teary eyes. She held the checks of his ass, gazing up at him.

"I wanted it, darling," she whispered. "Why did you take it out?"

"Wasn't I supposed to, Mom?" he asked.

"Oh no!" she said. "Never take it out, not when you're going to… come."

"But I thought…"

"Baby, that's one of the best parts," she said, sliding her hands into the waist of his trunks to feel the skin of his young ass. "It feels good, and it makes me… you know, come very hard."

Bob pulled his cock from his mother's cunt, sitting back on his heels. He looked at her pussy, seeing her cunt still quiver. Susan sat up, stradling the lounge. She held his wet cock a moment, then leaned forward and kissed his lips in a tender way.