Kathy Andrews: My red-hot mom

She saw them coming up the walk, and she smiled when she saw them holding hands. She was at the door when they arrived, greeting them breathlessly.

"You can have snacks, if you want," she said.

"Ice cream, Mother?" Sarah grinned. "We can have ice cream?"

Linda nodded, and when Sarah skipped toward the kitchen, she grabbed her son's hand, holding him back.

"Bobby?" she whispered. "Would you like to do it again to me?"

Bobby saw the hot look in her eyes, and he grinned, nodding his head.

"Please…" Linda whispered, sliding her hand down his back to his ass cupping and squeezing his ass. "It think of some way to get your sister out of the house for awhile. This time, we can get naked… take all our clothes off. Would you like that?"

"I sure would, Mom! Can I see your… those?" He pointed at her tits.

Linda almost squirmed with readiness. "You can play with them, too."

She ran her hand over the front of her son's pants, still clutching his ass with the other. She squeezed his cock and balls gently.

"Mmmmmmm, I'm going to love playing with your cock, darling."

Bobby trembled, grinning from ear to car. "You gonna let me touch your cunt, too, Mom?"

"You can touch me all over. Here…" She took his hand and slipped it under her skirt, between her legs, curling his fingers into her crotch. "Have a little feel of Mother's cunt now… and then later…"

"Bobby, your ice cream is gonna melt!" Sarah called from the kitchen.

"I don't want any ice cream!" he whispered, rubbing the wet heat of his mother's crotch with his palm, his cock swelling against her hand. "I wanna fuck you right now, Mom!"

"Go eat your ice cream," Linda purred. "We don't want your sister to get suspicious, do we?"

Bobby reluctantly went to the kitchen. Linda sat waiting, trying to think of something to get Sarah out of the house. She could hear them talking quietly.

"You're not a cunt-face, Sarah," she heard Bobby say.

Linda straightened up, listening. "What is a cunt, Bobby?" Sarah asked. "I know guys call a girl that sometimes, but what's a cunt?"

"It's what you have in your panties," Bobby replied. "You know, that thing you pee with. That's a cunt, Sarah."

Linda heard her daughter giggle softly.

"I don't think my face looks like that," Sarah said.

"You know what it looks like?" he asked eagerly.

"I look at it with a mirror." Sarah answered shyly.

"Show it to me, too!"

"You're talking nasty with me again!" Sarah giggled.

"You gonna tell Mom?"

"Maybe not this time."

Linda sat up, listening to them closely. She was surprised to find their conversation exciting. She stroked her tits as she listened, feeling her nipples erecting.

"If you're not gonna tell Mom, does that mean you'll let me see your cunt, too, Sarah?"

"I'm not supposed to let boys see it."

"Who said so?"

"Well… I'm not, Bobby. Besides, you're my brother."

"Sure I am, but I'm a guy, too."

"If I did, you'd stop calling me names?" Linda stood up, her legs shaking. This had gone far enough. Linda wasn't sure what she felt, anger… jealousy… maybe. What she did feel was excitement, very intense excitement. There was a growing heat between her thighs, spreading outward from her cunt.

"Sarah, if I told you a secret, would you keep it?" Bobby asked.

Linda moved quickly to the doorway. "Bobby, I want a word with you!"

Bobby followed her sheepishly to his bedroom. He stood near his bed, watching his mother warily.

Linda paced back and forth, feeling excitement mixed with apprehension. "You promised you wouldn't tell, Bobby."

"I wasn't gonna tell her, Mom."

"This secret; what secret, then?"

"Just that I already saw a cunt." Linda faced him. "My cunt?"

"No. I wasn't gonna say whose cunt I saw, Mom."

Linda smiled. She placed her hands on his shoulders, pulling him close. She pressed her lips against his, her tongue moving slowly into his mouth.

Bobby sucked at his mother's tongue, wrapping his arms around her waist while pushing his cock tightly against her thigh. Linda began to writhe. "I promised you could feel me up, didn't I? What are you waiting for, honey."

She pulled at his belt, getting it open, then yanked his zipper down. She shoved his pants to his feet, gasping in delight when she saw his cock hard. She gripped his cock tightly.

"Feel me, honey! Feel Mother… feel anything you want to feel!"

Feverishly, Bobby lifted her skirt, clutching her ass, squeezing the cheeks of her ass, as his mother rubbed the dripping head of his cock against her thighs.

With a liquid fire flowing through her, Linda pulled away. She leaned over his bed, bracing her arms, her skirt at her waist, her naked ass weaving slowly.

"Do it now!" she whispered. "Do it to me now, Bobby!"

Bobby stared in fascination at his mother's twisting, naked ass. The soft hair of her cunt pushed between her thighs as she spread her feet on the floor. He watched her asshole pucker, and he gripped his cock tightly in his fist.

"Now, Bobby!"

Bobby pushed the head of his cock slowly into his mother's cunt, watching as the wet, pink flesh of her pussy closed lightly around his cock. With the head of his cock inside, he began to caress her smooth ass and thighs.

Linda made a little whimpering sound, feeling his cock jerking just inside her cunt. She could hardly stand it – the need for his cock to be deep in her pussy was so strong. She pushed her ass back, sliding her cunt onto his cock until it was buried fully. She let her breath out, then did a lewd, gyrating dance with her ass.

"Oooooh, Bobby, Bobby!" Linda sobbed, lowering her head to look between her thighs, watching his balls swing. Pushing a hand between her legs, she enjoyed the feel of his balls rubbing into her palm. "Fuck me, baby! Fuck Mother!"

With erotic thoughts flashing in her mind, Linda began to rub and agitate her swollen clit while her son fucked faster and faster into her cunt.

Bobby, pumping his hips, caressed her fiery flesh, running his hands over the satiny checks of his mother's ass, up and down her thighs, staring at her cunt. The head of his hard cock rubbed the sensitive tissues of her cunt, the hot jerks of it sending rippling flashes of heat through her body.

Groaning softly, she pushed both arms above her head, clawing at the sheets on his bed, shaking her ass frantically while his cock fucked deep into her cunt. Each thrust of his cock into her cunt made her nipples rub against her blouse, adding to her delight.

"Oooooh, yes, yes!" she sobbed. "Oh, so good! So very good, Bobby! Ahhh, shove it deep, baby! I love it deep, Bobby!"

"You're wiggling too fast, Mom!" he gasped. "I-I can't help it!" she cried. "I can't be still!"

Bobby plunged hard, pushing her along his bed. Linda lost her balance, falling to her side, his cock coming from her cunt with a wet sound.

"No!" she sobbed. "I'm not ready to stop!" Bobby grabbed his mother's thigh, lifting it high, then plunged his cock back into her cunt swiftly.

With a gasp of pleasure, Linda humped her ass as she lay on her side, one leg resting on her son's shoulder. With feverish fingers, she began to rub at her clit again.

Bobby, seeing what she was doing, felt his balls draw up tight and became very hot.

The wanton feeling was intense for Linda, and she wanted to reveal her needs to her son in the most lewd ways she could imagine.

"Bobby, I want to… honey, let me…" Before her son could understand, Linda yanked away, her cunt coming off his cock. His prick jerked up, dripping with cunt-wetness.

Linda twisted and scooted on the bed, darting her face to his cock and balls, eyes glazed with passion. Moaning, she ran her tongue up and down the shaft of his cock, licking up the juices. She lapped down to his balls, swirling her tongue around them. As she licked and kissed his cock and balls, she flung her legs wide apart and began to rub her clit, stabbing her fingers into her cunt, making wet sounds.