Kathy Andrews - The widow_s horny family

"I… I think you better go," she said in a thick voice, but not with much conviction. "This talk isn't right."

She gasped when she saw him pulling at the zipper of his pants. She lifted one hand as if to ward off a blow. "No, don't you dare. Donny! Don't you dare take that thing out of your pants!"

Re ignored her, pulling the zipper all the way down. She watched with hot eyes and bubbling twit as his hand went into his pants. He didn't take his cock out right away, but teased her by playing inside his pants. Peggy felt her son knew she wanted to see his cock, that he was very much aware of her excitement end steaming cunt. She couldn't understand how he knew what she was feeling he did, she had no doubt.

Then he pulled his prick from his pants.

Peggy gasped again as she saw her son's cock.

He released his prick and let his cock wave freely. Donny's cock was standing firm, very hard. Peggy's eyes glazed over with flaming desire as she stared at his prick. His cock was long and held promise of becoming quite thick as he grew older. His prick head was quite large, she thought, for his age. The piss hole was flaring and he was dripping clear fuck juices. She could see a pulse beating along the side of his cock as his prick pointed up toward the ceiling.

Donny began to move toward her, and she leaned against the sink as though entranced by his youthful, sweet cock. When Donny was standing in front of her, he lifted one of his hands and placed it upon a firm, spongy tit. Again Peggy gasped.

Her son was almost a head shorter than she was, and she stared down at him, searching his face for something, she didn't know what. His hand cupped her tit, fingers curling around her tit as he squeezed and felt. Her nipple burned into his palm, and her legs trembled so badly she thought she would fall. With his hand on her tit, her cunt was throbbing hotly and soaking the crotch of her panties. She wanted to remove his hand from her tit, but it felt so good… so damned good to have a hand on her tit after two long years. With her body shaking, she dropped her hands, and the back of one brushed over the dripping head of his cock. She felt the fact juices smear her hand, and her cunt almost convulsed.

"Donny," she said, not sharply now but in a whisper. "Don't do this to me… please. I'm weak… I may not be able to stop."

"Then don't stop me, Mother," he replied, bringing his other hand up to squeeze her other tit. With both his hands on her tits, Peggy began to whimper. She was not afraid, and her whimpers were those steaming with intense desire.

Her hand moved of its own volition, and she brushed it about his throbbing cock deliberately this time. She ran her fingers along the hard side, brushed a fingertip ever his smooth cock head and across the dripping piss hole. She moaned, jerking her hand away.

She grabbed his wrists and removed his hands from her tits, then found the strength to walk from the kitchen. She went down the short hall and into her bedroom. But, as she turned to close the door, she found Donny right behind her, his cock still sticking out so sweetly.

She looked down at his prick for a long moment as he stood there, expectation on his face. Lifting her eyes, she stared into his, and, with a deep breath, grabbed hold of her son's cock with tight fingers.

"All right, Donny," she said in a thick voice. "There doesn't seem any way to make you behave. I want this as badly as you do. But I'm warning you, Donny, if you say one word about this to anyone, I'll blister your ass good, understand?"

He nodded, still grinning lewdly at his mother.

She walked over to the bed. Running her hands under the faded old dress, she stripped her panties off and flung them to the floor. She climbed onto the bed and spread her thighs wide. Donny, with his eyes staring between his mother's thighs, shoved his pants down quickly, then knelt between her legs, his cock bulging with eagerness.

Peggy took hold of her son's cock as she lifted her crotch a bit. She placed his swollen prick head upon the lips of her desperate cunt.

"Push, damn you!" she told him.

Donny pushed.

Peggy groaned as his cock entered her cunt. That was all she required to make her start churning her ass. She had her ass twisting and writhing before the full length of her son's cock was inside her gripping cunt. She flung her arms above her head, her auburn hair flying about as she moaned with passion. She gripped the rungs of the headboard with tight fingers, closing her creamy thighs about her son's now-pumping hips. He held himself with his hands on each side of her chest, grunting and panting as he fucked his cock in and out of her clinging, slippery cunt.

Peggy's ass moved with him, bouncing up and down on the bed, meeting his cock with her cunt, hearing the moist slapping of his crotch upon hers. She felt his balls beating a tattoo against her upturned ass. Her eyes were open but were glassy with the intensity of the ecstasy that flowed through her excited body, making her mind reel.

The sensation of having a hard cock fucking into her cunt after such a long time was thrilling.

She lifted her crotch higher as she began to scissor her hot, smooth thighs about her son's hips. She made soft, mewling sounds as her tongue licked her lips. The throbbing hardness of her son's cock seemed to fuck very deep into her bubbling cunt, deeper than she would have expected. His prick also stretched the hair-lined lips of her pussy in a delicious manner. She felt her clit scraping against his taut cock shaft with each plunge he made, and there was an explosive orgasm building like liquid fire in the pit of her trembling stomach.

The panting and gasping of her son excited her, telling her his pleasure was as good as her own.

Then Peggy began to squeal in a soft voice as her orgasm rumbled to a head, causing her cunt to flex on her son's cock, to tighten and relax. It was a motion that she had no control over, a thing her cunt did on its own. The rippling waves of her cunt actually sucked Donny's cock. Despite the ecstasy that boiled through her, she managed to see her son's face contort a few inches away from her own. The throbbing of his cock became more pronounced inside, her cunt, the beating of his balls upon her squirming ass became faster. Donny was making sounds as if he were strangling.

"Do it!" she urged in a thick voice, banging her cunt hard against his fucking cock. "Do it, Donny! Don't hold it back! Let it go! Come, damn you, come!"

With her cunt gripping his cock in contracting waves of her steamy orgasm, sucking on his prick in a powerful, satiny way, Peggy badly wanted her son to come inside her cunt. She did not want him to jerk out, come on her thighs or stomach. She wanted his come juice gushing hotly into her pussy. Donny's body became tight, then he seemed to shiver.

"Ohhhh!" he groaned.

Peggy felt her son's cock lurch, then his come juice struck the sensitive walls of her satiny cunt. She felt the throbbing spurts filling, her, and it triggered a second orgasm within, her body. She screamed with ecstasy and churned her ass swiftly against him, grinding powerfully, her head thrown back and eyes squeezed shut. She gurgled as if she were clicking, her hips moving against him as his cock spurted creamy come juice into her pussy.

When Donny slumped on top of her, exhausted, Peggy wrapped her arms around him, holding him tightly while he recovered. She could feel his cock still inside her cunt, and she felt the involuntary squeeze the hair-lined lips of her pussy gave his prick. She moaned softly with pleasure, then released him.

"Get off me," she whispered.

Reluctantly, Donny pulled his prick free of his mother's clasping cunt. He rolled onto his back beside her, arms and legs flung out, his smooth chest rising and falling.