Kathy Andrews - Flasher mom

Tommy shoved his chair back from the table so he could look down at his mother. He scooted his ass to the edge, lifting his feet and placing them on her shoulders. Karen drew back, gazing into his crotch. His puckered asshole seemed to wink at her just below his preciously sweet balls. With a shiver of ecstasy, she kissed his asshole. His ass was hot against her lips, tight and drawing inward with the contact. She held his hips in her hands, and began licking from his asshole, up over his balls, up the shaft of his cock, sucking on the swollen head, then sucking back down again.

She enjoyed the feel of his asshole, his balls, and his cock against her tongue. She enjoyed pressing her face into his crotch, feeling those sweet balls and hard cock on her cheeks and nose and chin. There was something exciting about having a cock and balls in her face instead of between her slim thighs. It felt good and lewd, making her flesh shiver. The way her son rested his feet on her shoulders excited her.

Pulling her face away, she cupped one of her tits and caused the nipple to bulge out. She rubbed her nipple against his asshole whispering to him, "I'd fuck you in your hot little asshole if I could get my tit in it."

She pressed her nipple hard, but there was no way it would penetrate his tight asshole. She rubbed her nipple up and down his hot ass crack, then over his balls. She pulled his hard cock down and smeared the dripping fuck juices from his piss hole. Then she went back to licking him again. Her tongue flicked down between the cheeks of his young ass, licking hungrily at his asshole, then at his balls, then up his cock again. She loved the hot way his cock throbbed on the surface of her wet tongue, the way his balls writhed, the way his asshole tightened when she lapped at his ass.

Tommy's cock throbbed against his stomach while his mother licked at his asshole and balls. With her mouth below them, against his asshole, she watched his cock jerk about, dripping fuck juice into his belly button. Running her tongue up to the head of his cock, she dipped the tip into his belly button and wiped up the slippery juices.

"I'm going to eat your fucking asshole, baby," she growled with lust. "I'm going to lick and suck on your little asshole good!"

She pressed her lips tightly against his asshole, sucking hard as her tongue flicked. She pressed her tongue hard, and she was not at all surprised to find her tongue sliding into his hot asshole. Tommy grunted as his mother's tongue penetrated his ass, looking down at her with fuzzy vision. He could see nothing but his balls resting on her nose and eyes, but he could feel her tongue, feel it thrusting back and forth, fucking him up the ass. His cock throbbed against his stomach, and he pressed a hand at the back of his mother's head.

Karen mewled softly as she fucked her tongue in and out, wondering why she had not shoved her tongue into his asshole before. Knowing the delight she had felt when he fucked her in the ass, she should have known that her son would have enjoyed this too. Since she didn't have anything but her tongue to use on him, she began to fuck into his asshole vigorously. Since she enjoyed using her mouth more than her cunt, she didn't tire as easily as any other woman would have.

She moved a hand to his cock, pressing his prick against his stomach, her tongue darting wickedly. She could feel his cock throbbing away, and if she didn't do something very soon about his cock, he would come all over his stomach.

And that was what Tommy did.

"Oh, Mother!" he groaned as creamy come spurted onto his stomach.

Karen saw his cock erupt, felt his asshole contracting on her tongue as he came. There was nothing to do now but keep tongue-fucking him in his tight ass until he was finished. She wanted it to feel good for him, and if she raced her mouth up to catch the come it might spoil his pleasure.

When his cock finished gushing, Karen pulled her tongue out of his asshole and ran her tongue over his balls, then up his cock. She pulled his prick into her mouth and licked the come from his cock. Then she snaked her tongue out as far as she could and began to lap up the come juice on his stomach, her face becoming smeared with her son's spunk.

"Now," she said, getting to her feet, "I'm going to bathe, Tommy. By myself! You can watch me, but no fucking around."

"Why not, Mother? We always bathe together now."

"Because I don't want you worn out," she said. "I've got an idea about Cathy."

"She don't wanna fuck me again," he said. "I don't know about that," Karen replied, walking to the bathroom, her son behind her, Tommy watching her shapely ass writhe with a natural wiggle. "But if she won't, there's plenty of other girls that will."

"You mean like that woman in the sandwich shop?"

"That's right," Karen said, filling the tub and pouring in her favorite bubble bath. "I want you to leave the house for a few hours, honey. After I finish bathing, go find something to do for awhile. Let me try to work something out."

"With Cathy?"

"Who else?"

Karen spent a long time in the tub, thinking of what would be the best way to work on Cathy. As young as Cathy was, it was possible she would become frightened, and that was one thing Karen didn't want. Still in the tub, she heard her son slam the front door.

Karen had noticed the way Cathy had looked at her as she stood in her soaking shorts and halter near the pool. Karen had seen that same expression in the eyes of older women. She didn't think Cathy preferred a woman to a boy, but she thought Cathy might go for a woman once in a while. If she were right, there would be no trouble. If she were wrong, nothing would be lost.

Dressing in skirt and blouse, then brushing her hair out, Karen called Cathy. At first Cathy was nervous, talking to Karen, but Karen talked in such a friendly manner that they were soon chatting like old friends. Karen made no mention of what she had watched from the kitchen window. She told Cathy how lovely she was, and then, pretending it was a spur of the moment invitation, invited the girl over for a Coke.

"I don't know, Mrs. Morgan," Cathy responded. "I'm here alone and I'm not supposed to leave the house."

"Are you being punished for something, honey?"

"Oh, no. I'm just supposed to stay in the house when I'm alone."

"Are your parents home when you come over and swim with my son?"

Cathy giggled. "No, I sneak over then."

"What time will your parents be home?"

"They said sometime before midnight."

"Then why don't you sneak over here and have a Coke with me. Tommy went off some place and I'm alone, just like you."

"Okay," Cathy said.

Hanging up, Karen had to smile to herself. Cathy had sounded excited to her, especially when she mentioned being alone.

Five minutes later, Karen opened the door to the pretty little girl. Cathy had replaced her bikini with a lovely little dress, something like a sundress. Her pretty knees were exposed by the hem and her small tits made succulent bumps beneath the cloth.

"Sit down, honey, and I'll bring the Cokes." When Karen returned, Cathy was on the couch and, like most young girls her age, she was careless about her dress. Karen could see the little girl's sweet thighs and the hint of her panties. It made her mouth water and her cunt throb. She had intended to sit next to Cathy, but now sat across from her on the floor. She just had to sit so she could look at those sweet thighs, hoping to peek higher.

Karen talked with Cathy, keeping the conversation on boys and how many boyfriends Cathy had and if she kissed them and so forth. Cathy chattered away, squirming on the couch, enjoying herself. The more she squirmed, the more of herself she exposed. When Karen found she could see the crotch of Cathy's tight panties, she became so aroused she had trouble controlling her wild urges. Sitting on the floor, Karen lifted her knees and rested her chin on them, and, since she was naked under her skirt and blouse, she was showing her hairy cunt to the girl. Even if nothing happened between them, it still excited Karen to be looked at this way.