Kathy Andrews - The widow_s horny family

Peggy picked up her coffee and found it cold.

With her mind whirling with puzzlement, she made the appropriate comments, but didn't remember the things she said or half the things Grace talked about. She was there for over an hour, and, by the time she was ready to go, it seemed as if she had just arrived.

"I must admit I am surprised, Grace," she commented as she stood up to go. "You're not as aloof as you indicate."

"My husband and I don't get too close to people," Grace replied. "As I mentioned, you may understand in time. You see, our family is quite close, and we wouldn't like it if others pried."

At the door, she turned to face Grace. Peggy was perhaps an inch shorter. "I assure you, Grace, I do not pry. Your business is not my concern, nor is your family. Please rest assured that I do not peek into your windows."

Again Grace came out with that almost erotic laugh. She placed her hand on Peggy's bare upper arm in an intimate manner. "Of course you don't peek in windows, Peggy. I didn't mean it that way at all. I know, know very well, that you don't pry."

Grace was looking intently at Peggy, those dark eyes almost piercing. Peggy felt the fingers of the woman press into her arm softly. The falling of the robe caught her eye, and she glanced at Grace as the robe parted from neck to foot.

Grace said nothing, slowly pulling the robe back around her body. But not so fast that Peggy had not seen the woman's body. Grace wore a bra, but it was a bra with no cups. It curved beneath her large tits, holding them up. Her tits had ruby-red nipples. About her waist was a black garter belt, and Grace wore nylons instead of panty hose. Her midnight-black cunt hair was thick and formed a perfect triangle.

She lifted her gaze to Grace as the robe covered the woman's nakedness. Grace smiled at Peggy, opening the door for her.

Back in her own house, Peggy found the image of the tall, beautiful woman burning in her mind. What she had seen was not an icy woman at all. Grace, Peggy knew now, was not the cold person she presented about the neighborhood; she was, Peggy knew, quite a hot, erotic person.

The conversation, what she had not missed, told her nothing realty, except that Susy's parents welcomed Donny into their home, and his attachment to Susy was also welcome.

She heard the shower going and went down the hall to see her son just getting out, his body dripping. His cock stood tall, quite hard.

Peggy forgot about Grace as she stared at her son's cock.

"Mmmm, that's beautiful, baby," she murmured. She moved close to him and wrapped her fingers about his prick. Pressing her lips to his, she pulled his wet body against hers, soaking her sweater and skin. "Can I have some of it, Donny?"

His hands went about his mother, gripping her ass tightly as he shoved his prick to her thighs. "You can have all of it," he said.

"Ooooo!" Peggy squealed, dropping to her knees before him in the bathroom. "I want to suck it… just for a bit."

Taking her son's cock inside her mouth, she sucked back and forth, tasting his throbbing hardness. The image of his prick fucking into the sweetness of Susy's cunt flared like a sudden flame inside her mind.

As the image of her son's cock fucking Susy's sugary cunt burned in her brain, she felt her own pussy erupt into an unexpected orgasm as she sucked on his prick.

Pulling her mouth from Donny's cock, she looked up at him. "Donny, did you fuck Susy?"

He nodded.

For a moment Peggy gazed up at him, then she climbed, to her feet. Taking Donny by his hand, she led him, still naked and dripping, to her room. Sitting her son on the bed, she undressed, tossing her wet clothing over the back of a chair she kept in the bedroom. Naked, she stood there, looking at him, her feet spread slightly apart. She placed her hands on her hips.

"You wouldn't listen to me, would you?" she said, but there was no anger in her voice. "I had coffee with Susy's mother this morning."

Donny looked at his mother, but there was no fear in his eyes. "So what, Mother? I think Grace is nice."

"Is that what you call her, by her first name?"

"She asked me to," he said.

"What were you doing there most of the night?"

"I… we… Mother, we just visited."

"You said you fucked Susy."

He nodded. "In her room."

"Where were her parents while you were fucking their hot-assed daughter?"

"In the living room," Donny said.

"Were you caught by them?"

He shook his head. "They knew we were in Susy's room, Mother. In fact, it was their suggestion that we go there."

Peggy remembered the slowness Grace had used in closing her robe, the body underneath it.

"We'll talk about it later," she said, going to him.

Climbing on the bed, she pulled her knees beneath her stomach. "Right now, I'm so fucking hot for your cock, baby, I don't want to talk."

Peggy wiggled her ass wickedly in the air, looking over her shoulder at her son. "Remember when I kissed and sucked your ass, Donny?"

He grinned at his mother. "You wanna get your asshole sucked, Mother?"

He didn't wait for her to answer. He turned on the bed and shoved his face against his mother's creamy ass. The heat of her ass cheeks burned his lips as he kissed from one to the other. He snapped his tongue out and licked every inch of her smooth ass cheeks, then delved between them, licking his tongue over the tightness of her asshole without hesitation. Peggy mewled and shook her uplifted ass in his face.

Donny lapped up and down, sliding his tongue along her wet, quivering cunt lips, tasting the juices that flowed from her pussy. He slipped his tongue into his mother's cunt and fucked it back and forth, then scraped it up to lap hotly upon her puckered asshole.

"Ohhhh, darling, baby… oh, God!" Peggy wailed as her son's tongue fucked into her asshole. "Ooooo, that's so good! I love that… fuck my asshole with your tongue, Donny! Fuck Mother's asshole! Fuck it, tongue it!"

But Donny pulled his tongue from her asshole. Peggy yelped her protest, wanting it back inside. Spreading her knees on the bed, she looked back between her legs. Donny was on his knees, his cock very hard. When she felt her son grip her hips, she knew what he was going to do.

"Oh, yes!" she screamed.

The head of her son's cock rammed against the tight pucker of her asshole. Peggy wailed with pleasure, arching her ass higher for him. The pressure of his cock upon her sensitive asshole seemed to create an intense ecstasy that rippled up and down her creamy flesh. She was gasping and making soft hissing sounds as she shoved her spreading ass backwards.

Before his cock entered her burning asshole, Peggy shot her right hand between her thighs and gripped his dangling balls tightly. She writhed her naked ass in an erotic manner for his visual delight, urging him to fuck his cock up her asshole. The anticipation of taking her son's cock up her ass caused her cunt to twitch, quiver, almost convulse. Her clit had already been quite swollen, but now it seemed about to burst apart with almost unbearable ecstasy. She felt her son's fingers digging into her lips as he shoved the head of his cock hard against her asshole.

"Ohhhh!" she wailed, feeling the smooth roundness of his prick penetrate the ring of her tight asshole. "Ohhh, yes, yes, yes! Oh, God… yes!"

It had been so long since she had felt a hard throbbing cock up her ass, and Peggy's mind soared with the sensations. She had always loved being fucked in the ass, but the feeling her son's cock gave her was much better than she remembered. She swung her ass from side to side, the ring of her asshole squeezing tightly as Donny's cock fucked as deep as his prick could go. She held his balls against her bubbling cunt, tightly, as if she were trying to stuff them inside.