Kathy Andrews - Mother with the hots

She looked at the girl's back. The tight swimsuit had ridden into the crack of that small, deliciously tight ass. The lower halves of Sally's ass cheeks were exposed, the flesh an inviting white in contrast to the golden tan of her slender thighs. Still holding her son's cock, she felt it throb as he too gazed at that tantalizing little ass twitch out of sight.

"You like that, don't you, darling?" Marilyn said when Sally was gone. "You'd just love to fuck that little ass, wouldn't you?"

Donny nodded, turning back to his mother, "I wonder if she knew we're naked. I bet she saw us, Mom."

"Do you care?"

With a grin, he shook his head.

"Then neither do I." Marilyn laughed. "It might turn her on. She had a twinkle in those blue eyes that say an awful lot, if I know anything about girls."

"I wonder if she'd let me fuck her." Donny said.

"I'd bet on it, darling."

She cupped her son's balls under the water, "Are you ready to take care of that job I have for you?"

"What job?" he asked. "You didn't say anything to me about a job this morning, Mom."

"This job," she said, standing on the seat and leaning over onto the redwood decking presenting her naked ass to him. "The job of fucking me."

She wiggled her creamy ass invitingly. "I want your cock in my cunt, darling. Licking me kind of got my motor going and then with Sally here, well…"

Donny ran his hands over his mother's silken ass cheeks, fondling them as he climbed onto the seat. She spread her legs out and arched her naked ass up for him.

She felt his cock probe the heat of her cunt. Then he hesitated, "What if Sally comes back, Mom?"

"She won't." Marilyn said. "Not for an hour. Come on, fuck me!"

"She might," he insisted.

"Then she'll have to wait her turn, damn it!" Marilyn hissed. "Fuck me, Donny! If Sally comes back she can damn well sit and watch. You can fuck her after you finish with me! Stick that cock in my cunt now, Donny!"

She whimpered with pleasure as she felt his prick penetrate her boiling cunt. She wiggled and twisted her ass when he began to bang back and forth. She arched her naked, wet ass as high as she could and still keep her balance on the edge of the hot tub. The water swirled about her lower legs and feet as her son banged into her, his hands gripping her hips tightly.

Marilyn wailed in ecstasy as her pussy closed about his delving prick, holding it with that flexing motion. She wiggled in delight as he stabbed deep and hard, the moist smacks of his lower stomach against her grinding ass was the sound of lewd ecstasy.

While her son was fucking her so deliciously, Marilyn found that she was visualizing Sally, her slim body naked, her long, sweet thighs wrapped about her shoulders, pumping that succulent cunt into her mouth.

She really wasn't shocked to find herself thinking about eating that sugary cunt. She had wondered what it would be like to have her mouth against a pussy before. The picture in her mind grew more and more vivid and she ran her tongue about her lips as her naked ass gyrated on her son's banging cock.

She had seen the expression on Sally's sweet face and Marilyn suspected there was a lot of fire lurking inside that young body, a fire that wanted to burn a cock up. She had no doubts Sally was a firecracker, just waiting – yearning for a cock to ignite her cunt. And it seemed she counted on her son's cock to start the fire. The idea was appealing to her. But she didn't want her son and Sally to go hide in the bushes and fuck – she wanted them to do it right where she could watch. She had never thought of herself as a voyeur before, but watching her son's cock go into that tight, little cunt was something she definitely wanted to see!

She churned her ass about in a frenzy as her son drove his cock rapidly in and out of her hairy pussy. Her erotic imagery created such a storm about her sensitive cunt, she could feel the orgasm growing like a smoking volcano. His cock was throbbing between the stretched lips of her cunt, and she twirled her arching ass with frenzied attempts to draw his come juice into her pussy.

Donny was grunting above her, his fingers digging harshly into her shaking hips. Marilyn gurgled softly at first, but then that exquisite sensation of burning orgasm wrapped about her naked body. She screamed, unable to hold it back, as she came.

Instantly her son gushed into her cunt, then he fell on top of her, gasping.

When Sally returned, both Marilyn and Donny were dressed.

As had been his habit during the hotter days, Donny wore his shorts. Marilyn liked that, because there was always the possibility the head of his cock would sneak into view. She had selected a wrap-around skirt and cotton blouse. She felt deliciously naked under it, having deliberately left her panties and bra off. The flap of her skirt opened as she walked, revealing her smooth, long thighs.

Sally had not changed from her skin-tight swimsuit, and it seemed to always be pulled into the crack of her sweet-looking ass.

Donny's eyes were hot as he looked at the lovely little blonde, and Marilyn knew how much he wanted to fuck the girl. She felt his desire because she too was drawn toward the succulent sweetness. She felt no jealousy because Donny stared almost embarrassingly at Sally, in fact she was amused by his infatuation. Being somewhat wiser than her son, she knew that since Sally had shown her body to him it only required a bit more time before Sally would be fucking her son and quite wildly.

Despite her fresh, beautiful, innocent looks, Sally had eyes that smoldered with eager readiness to fuck. Her eyes flirted not only with Donny, but with Marilyn too. But that came as no surprise to Marilyn, not from what she had heard about Sally and Donny. A girl that age, with her juices boiling, was ready to enjoy either boy or girl.

"Why don't you come with us, Marilyn?" Sally said.

The use of her first name did not bother Marilyn. She did not look upon their age difference in that way. The girl was simply a very friendly person and, as Marilyn was discovering, bold as hell. Sally's obvious sexuality seemed to glow about her like a heat wave. She could act in no other way.

"If you don't mind an old woman like me, I'd be happy to go, Sally." Marilyn replied.

"I don't think you're old." Sally murmured, her hot blue eyes moving over Marilyn's swelling tits. "You're younger than my mother, and you're so much more beautiful!"

"Why, thank you, darling." Marilyn was pleased with the compliment. "You're very beautiful yourself."

"I know." Sally sighed, not at all concerned. "Everyone tells me that. Sometimes I get so mad I could spit!"

"But you should be proud, Sally." Marilyn said.

"Oh, I guess I am proud of my looks, but it sure can cause problems at times."

"Oh? What kind of problems?" Marilyn wanted to know.

"Boys." Sally said simply.

"How are they a problem?"

"They think I'm fragile." Sally replied. "I heard one tell another boy that I was too pretty to touch."

"Oh, I see." Marilyn murmured.

Boys and some men are absolute idiots, Marilyn knew. They thought because a girl or woman was unusually lovely, they were untouchable, when in reality they were quite eager to be approached. They placed the utmost virtue upon a beautiful girl and set them on a pedestal – to look at and yearn for, yet afraid the girl would shatter if touched. They felt if a girl of such stunning beauty were ever penetrated by a hard cock it would soil her forever.

"But Donny isn't one of those boys, is he?" Marilyn asked.

"Gosh, no!" Sally giggled. "Donny is different. He knows me."

"He does, does he?" Marilyn smiled, amused.

With clear eyes, Sally gazed at Marilyn.

"Yes," she said in a simple sound.