Kathy Andrews - What a susking mother!

Mike, sucking hungrily at his mother's tit, slipped his hand beneath her skirt and up her thigh, finding the flesh smooth and soft, hot to his palm. Laura gurgled when his hand moved along the inner surface of her thigh where it was most sensitive to touch. She was whipping her fist up and down his throbbing cock swiftly by the time she felt his fingers brushing the thick hairs of her cunt.

"Oooo, baby, baby!" she moaned huskily, squeezing at his cock. "Ohhh, Mike, darling! Ahhh, yes, baby!"

She could hear him gasping as he filled his mouth with her rigid nipple, sucking as if he would like to take every inch of her shapely tit into his mouth. His tongue burned at her flesh as he licked with delightful flicks and flutterings. She began trying to shove her hand into his pants, wanting to feel his sweet, precious, balls. But his jeans were too tight. She gripped his cock again and beat up and down with a tight, eager fist, finding the swollen cock head moist as her thumb brushed across the top. He was dripping, and the slippery juices on her thumb sent tremors of ecstasy shooting up and down her spine.

"Baby," she whispered, squeezing his cock, "Let me… let me take my clothes off."

Her son pulled his mouth from her tit. Laura felt the cool air caress her burning wet nipple, and it caused her to shiver with eagerness.

Mike remained sitting next to his mother, gazing with his hungry eyes, looking at her swollen tits as she removed her blouse. For a moment Laura sat, naked from her waist up, tits sweetly revealed, enjoying the way her son stared at them. His hand was still underneath her skirt, and she gently shoved it away. Unzipping the skirt, she lifted her ass and shoved. The skirt fell to the floor, and she was naked before him. She looked at his cock standing out of his tight jeans, saw the smooth swollen cock head, the moistness at the piss hole. Her cunt seemed to steam and twitch between her thighs.

"You, too," she whispered in a husky voice. "You take yours off, too."

Mike had to stand to shove his pants down. Laura saw him shaking, his eyes hardly leaving her tits. Her eyes followed his hands, and as he dropped his tight jeans, she gave a soft, sobbing sound of eager delight.

Laura lay back…

Laura's head rested on a pillow, her dark hair fanning about her face as she looked up at her son standing near the bed. Although she was on her back, her tits seemed to stand upward, not flattening out like many women's tits would. Her nipples aimed at the ceiling, the dark circles at the base contrasting erotically with the creamy whiteness of her flesh. She lay still as her son looked over her body. Her hands rested near her hips, her fingers moved slowly against the sheet.

Mike's eyes were glassy with heat as he looked from his mother's tits to her flat stomach and dimpled belly button. Then he gazed at her thick triangle of cunt hair.

Laura's cunt hair was thick in the center, but more sparse out toward her hips. There was a thin, dark line of hair to her belly button. Her thighs were closed. As her son looked, Laura slowly parted them. She heard her son's soft gasp when she had her legs wide. Mike stared between them, seeing the pink lips of his mother's cunt. Laura's pussy was glistening with wetness, pulsing, her clit poking from between those sweet, moist folds of pussy meat.

Mike's cock jerked.

As her son looked over her body, Laura was looking at his cock and balls. Mike's prick was long and thick, the cock head very round and pink. Thick, wiry hair was at the base of his prick, and his balls dangling below appeared to be full, deliciously full. Her palm itched to caress those balls, to hear her son moan with pleasure. But she didn't touch him yet. She allowed her son to look at her body as long as he wanted, sensing his excitement, his desire, his hunger.

When he placed a knee on her bed, she moved her hand, sliding it up his thigh until she had his balls finally in her palm. Mike remained poised there, grunting as his mother fondled his tender balls. Laura gurgled softly as she watched her hand play with him. She twisted gently, pulling on his balls, watching his cock jerk up and down.

She spread her legs as widely as she could, arching her cunt up with a tight grinding motion. Mike could not resist touching her pussy. Laura sobbed with desire as her son rubbed his fingers up and down her boiling cunt slit, agitating her rigid clit and then stabbing a middle finger into her clenching cunt.

"Oooo," she whimpered when he began to finger-fuck her. She released his balls and grasped his cock again, jerking swiftly as he fucked his finger in and out of her pussy. Laura held her hips up, swinging her crotch about as his finger moved back and forth. "Ahhh, you make me feel so good, darling. It's been so long since anyone has made me feel this good."

Her son was growing eager. She felt his cock pulsing with youthful power, and her cunt closed tightly around his finger. She pulled at him.

"Come on, Mike," she gasped. "Do it! Do it to me now!"

Mike was not at all nervous as he moved between his mother's thighs. He was so excited, his body was shaking, but he wasn't nervous. His eyes seemed to devour her hairy cunt, as though he couldn't look at it long enough. Laura lifted her ass, arching her crotch to him, holding her arms up.

"Come on, baby," she hissed throatily. "Come on and do it to mother! Ooo, you're so hard, and I'm so wet! Put it in me, Mike! Ohhh, put it in me!"

Laura's hand went to his wick, grasping it as she lifted her cunt. She felt the swollen head of her son's cock contact her steamy cunt. With a sob of delight, she ran the drooling tip of his prick up and down her scalding wet cunt lips, smashing it against her throbbing clit.

She felt his thick cock head part the lips of her sensitive cunt, and again she sobbed. Mike slipped his cock into his mother's cunt slowly, fighting to control the impulse to stab quick and hard. Laura sucked in air desperately, her teeth clenched and her eyes hazy with misty pleasure. She dug her fingers into his hips as he fucked into her pussy, holding her crotch high for him. Her pussy stretched about his hard cock like a rubber band, and she could feel each and every ridge of his hard prick, feel the swollen cock head filling her cunt.

She did not know he was fucked fully into her pussy until his balls touched the upturned cheeks of her ass. She gave a squeal and pulled hard at his hips, her cunt pulsating tightly about his throbbing cock. Neither moved for a while. Mike was braced with his hands on each side of her shoulders, looking down into his mother's hot eyes. They stared at each other for some time, his cock buried deep into her hot pussy.

Then Laura moved. Her hips moved slowly, then she pumped up and down, riding her son's cock as he knelt, gazing into her eyes. Laura fucked her son slowly, feeling the heat and ecstasy grow within her body.

"You, too," she hissed up at him. "You move, too, darling."

Mike moved, his hips going up and down, meeting his mother's cunt. Laura slid her hands from her son's hips to the cheeks of his ass, her fingers clawing as she pulled, trying to suck his cock deeper into her fiery cunt.

Unlike the wild fuck in the hallway, they fucked slowly this time, each savouring the pleasure to the fullest. They did not speak, only grunted and moaned and whimpered. Mike let his weight down onto her, his chest smashing her rounded, spongy tits almost flat. He drew his mother into his arms as his ass began to bounce, his cock fucking in and out of her cunt with wet ease.

Laura could feel every fuck-thrust of his prick, feel his precious balls against her hot ass cheeks. She closed her smooth thighs about her son's hips, scissoring her legs, slowly, thrilled with the contact of their flesh, of his cock penetrating her cunt so willingly, so eagerly. It felt as if her son's flesh was searing hers, melting her tits from her body. He had his face buried into her neck and shoulder and his hot, gasping breath felt so good on her flesh. She rolled and twisted her ass, humping up and down with him. She closed her legs about his thighs, locking her ankles and squeezing his moving hips.