Kathy Andrews - Mother with the hots

From his slitted eyes, Donny saw his mother's tits. They were so full and tight, there was hardly any movement to them. Her nipples were very hard and long, he saw. As she stood up, his slitted eyes gazed at her flat stomach – then fixed upon that thick patch of hair. The hair was dark and curly, and he was disappointed that her cunt was so well concealed.

Reaching for the towel, Marilyn turned her back to her son before she wrapped it about her. Donny saw his mother's swelling, shapely ass cheeks, and the first word that came to his mind was "bubble". Her ass was like two beautiful bubbles, he though. There was a tingling in his balls and his cock arched up into full hardness. He watched his mother wrap the towel around her body and start into the house. Her legs were very long and smooth, and they excited him very much.

Donny was young, certainly, but he knew all about putting his cock into a girl's cunt. Like most boys, he had learned about that in school from his friends. He wondered what it would be like to have his cock inside his mother's cunt.

Inside the house, Marilyn felt deliciously warm and all tingly. She had been naked and close enough to her son to touch him. And his cock – Oh his cock! It had been almost hard, she thought as she walked up the stairs to her bedroom. It was amazing to her that Donny's cock was so big. "How could a boy as young as he was have such a large cock?" she wondered.

In her room she dropped the towel and faced herself in the mirrored wall. There was nothing about her that would prevent a man from making a pass. She was quite beautiful, with large, green eyes and very dark, auburn hair – the color of a well-worn penny. Her body was still firm and tight, with beautifully shaped tits, a small waist, flaring hips and exquisitely long thighs. There certainly wasn't anything wrong with her ass, she noted as she twisted about and looked over her shoulder.

Since the day was hot, she selected a pair of very tight, white shorts and a matching sleeveless blouse. On her feet she strapped on sandals. Going back downstairs, she moved behind the wet bar and mixed herself a mild drink. Marilyn seldom drank, but right now her nerves were giving her a difficult time.

She could not rid herself of the image of her son's cock and the surprising size of it. Her cunt still had that deep, burning, delicious sensation as if she were on the very brink of a tremendous orgasm. It was a fantastic feeling and she had not felt that way for many, many months.

Taking her drink with her, she stepped out the sliding doors and back on the patio. Her son, she saw, was awake and sitting in the hot tub now. She sat in the chair he had occupied earlier and sipped her drink, watching him.

"Feels good. Doesn't it, honey?" she said, her voice low and she knew, throaty.

"Sure does, Mom," he replied. His cock was still very hard, but it was far under the water and his mother couldn't see it. "I should have gotten in with you."

"Mmmmmm, perhaps," she murmured, wondering what would have happened when he discovered her naked in the tub. If only Donny were a few years older. The thought startled her and she almost spilled her drink. She crossed her legs and Donny gazed at them. Marilyn was aware of him looking at her and she was starting to think she was wrong about Donny having no interest in girls. He was certainly looking at her legs with interest, she noted. Maybe he wasn't too young, after all.

"Donny," she asked in a low voice, "do you have a girlfriend?"

"Yes," he replied, his eyes still on her thighs. "Well, sort of."

"Sort of? What does that mean, baby?"

"Just sort of, Mom."

"That doesn't make any sense. Either you have one or you don't. Which is it?"

"Sort of," he insisted.

"What's her name?" Marilyn wanted to know.

"Sally."

"Oh, that little girl down there," she replied, waving her hand in the direction of the hills. "Does she ride the school bus with you?"

Donny nodded, his cock throbbing powerfully. His mother had uncrossed her legs and sat with her knees apart now. He could see the tight crotch of her shorts and when he looked closely, he was sure he saw the outline of her cunt.

"She's a lovely, little girl." Marilyn said. "You don't see much of her except on the bus, do you?"

Donny shook his head. He was excited by what he was looking at. His cock was almost hurting from the hardness, and his balls had a very hot sensation in them. He wondered if he was about to come.

Unable to stop the feelings within her, Marilyn moved her thighs farther apart. Donny, she noted, gazed between her legs with unabashed heat in his eyes. But it was no surprise to her that he was excited. She was starting to think he wasn't too young after all. Surely it wouldn't do any harm to tease a little, to make her son feel good.

She twisted her ass on the chair as she sipped her drink, watching her son's eyes widen. Her movement had been deliberately erotic, and she was pleased with his response. She began thinking of his cock as she had seen it earlier, and hoped her son could see enough between her thighs. She knew what she was doing could lead to other things, and at the moment, with her pussy boiling, she hoped it would.

Holding her glass up, she said softly, "I think I need another one of these."

She got up from the chair then, with her back to her son, gave a soft cry and leaned over to look at her toes. Donny stared at his mother's ass as she leaned over. The tight shorts molded her lovely ass and the back of them lifted. He gazed at the whiter flesh above her thighs, and his cock jerked about wildly. The feeling was so good he moaned.

"Anything wrong, baby?" she asked, standing up and looking over her shoulder at him.

A slow smile came to her when she saw his glassy eyes still looking at her ass. When Donny failed to answer, she walked slowly across the redwood deck toward the sliding glass doors, her ass gently swaying with, she knew, open invitation.

Behind the wet bar she prepared herself another drink, milder than the last one. Her mind was going swiftly, thinking about Donny. She knew, without any feelings of guilt, that she wanted her son… wanted to feel his surprisingly large cock plunging into her cunt.

She stood behind the wet bar, her eyes with a faraway expression in them, sparkling with an erotic fantasy. Her cunt was pulsating hotly and her nipples strained against the cotton blouse.

She was standing behind the wet bar when Donny came in.

He was still wet, dripping water on the carpet. Usually she would have said something to him, but not today. He stood just inside the sliding doors, and her eyes went immediately to the front of his shorts. There was a most delicious-looking bulge there, and Donny was looking back at her with hot, unashamed eyes.

"I've been looking at you, Mom," he said in an unusually low voice.

A faint flush crept over her cheeks, but it was not of embarrassment, it was of pleasure. Gazing directly at the bulge in his shorts, she nodded, saying in a whispery voice, "I thought so, Donny."

"I mean out there," he pointed onto the deck. "I had my eyes closed, but I wasn't asleep. I saw you… naked."

"You did," she said, her voice quivering with emotion. "What did you see, honey?"

"Everything," he replied.

"And you enjoyed seeing me," she said, a simple statement not a question.

Her son nodded.

Marilyn placed her drink on the bar and stepped out from behind it. She walked toward her son slowly, her eyes riveted upon his bulging cock. She stopped a foot from him, her eyes still down. Donny was the same height as she was, and his eyes were on her tits. For just a moment, Marilyn felt a shudder move through her. Then, excruciatingly slow, she moved a hand toward him. Very lightly, she placed her palm against his cock, and felt it throbbing hot. Donny sucked in a breath of air, arching his hips forward to press his cock into his mother's hand.