Kathy Andrews: Billys Hot Mom

"That's it, Billy! Fuck hard, fuck hard and fast!"

It was difficult to tell who was fucking whom, who was thrashing more vigorously than the other. Donna fucked her ass up and down with his cock, sobbing softly with rapture. The throbbing of her son's hard-on tingled and burned the stretching ring of her asshole, causing her cunt to throb and pulsate. She was wet, very wet, and fuck juices dripped from her cunt to the floor. She could hear the soft, wet slapping sounds of his balls as they beat against her swollen cunt.

"So tight, Mother!" Billy groaned. "Your asshole is so fucking tight!

Squeeze my cock! Make your asshole squeeze my cock, Mother!"

But Donna didn't have to concentrate to make her asshole squeeze. Her ass was gripping with hot waves by itself, without any conscious effort from her. The pressure was ecstatic for not only her son, but for herself as well. She whipped her naked ass up and down swiftly, smacking the hot asscheeks against her son, his cock feeling as if it were reaching depths she had been unaware of. The deeper his cock went, the better it felt to her. She wiggled erotically beneath him, her face turned to one side, resting on the floor as her son fucked her hard. He fucked into her asshole so hard, she felt herself scooting a fraction of an inch on the floor every time he fucked in.

"Oh, so good!" she sobbed, panting, her eyes closed. "So fucking good!

Billy, you can fuck me in the ass all the time! Ohhh, baby, I love to feel your cock so hard up my asshole! Ooohhh, give it to me! Pound mother's hot ass! Pound the fucking shit out of my fucking hot ass!"

Billy speeded up, grunting. He fucked his cock in and out of his mother's clasping asshole faster and faster. The friction seemed to Donna hotter than before. She was certain her son's cock would raise blisters on her asshole, he fucked her so hot and fast. She strained her ass up higher, twisting with pleasure, sobbing softly as her ecstasy increased. Every part of her body was tuned to her asshole, to her son's cock. She seemed to vibrate from head to toe, the heat centered in her cunt and ass. Her clitoris was aching and intensely swollen, and each time her son fucked hard into her asshole, he drove her cunt to the floor.

"Ooooh, my ass is on fire, baby!" she gurgled throatily. "Your cock makes my asshole burn! Ohhhh, put out that fire, darling! Fuck mother's burning asshole, put the fire out! I love it! Oh, God, I love it so fucking much!"

Billy lifted to his knees, pulling his mother's hips up until she, too, was on her knees. Donna spread her knees wide on the floor, straining her crotch back to him. Billy clung to her hips, fucking back and forth, watching his cock sink into her asshole. Donna plunged her ass back and forth with him, lifting her head and shoulders from the floor.

Billy leaned forward and wrapped his arms about her, clutching at her jiggling tits.

"Ooooh, squeeze mother's tits!" Donna whined. "Squeeze my tits and fuck my ass! Ram it to me, baby! Pull my fucking tits… twist my fucking nipples… fuck me up the ass!"

Billy was getting close to coming, his cock extending and thickening inside his mother's gripping asshole. His balls were swollen tightly now, smashing upon the swollen lips of her cunt with each plunge.

Donna, almost mindless with ecstasy, felt his cock getting ready to spurt. She churned her ass wildly a few more times, then, before her son could protest, jerked away from him.

"Mom!" he yelped. "I'm about to come!"

Donna twisted swiftly on the floor, sitting down and spreading her legs about his knees. With cries of hunger, she grabbed his hips and shoved her mouth over his cock just as her son came.

"Ohhh, Mother!"

Donna made wet sounds as she swallowed his thick come juice, her lips racing back and forth on his cock. She grasped his writhing balls in one hand, her other hand clutching a cheek of his ass tightly as she bobbed her mouth up and down his gushing cock. The creamy come juice splashed at the back of her throat, burning sweetly as she devoured his come juice.

"Mmmmm!" she moaned around his gushing cock. "Mmmmm!"

Billy grabbed the back of his mother's head, jerking her face forward and driving his squirting cock deep into her greedy mouth. Donna sucked wildly, yet felt her son's come juice seeping from the corners of her mouth. She didn't mind, not now. She fought to swallow every spurt of his delicious come juice, her cunt gripping in tight spasms of orgasm, her ass writhing on the floor.

She clung to his cock until his prick relaxed inside her mouth, then slowly let Billy pull free. She ran her tongue about his cock and balls, licking up what come juice escaped her mouth. Sitting back and looking up at him, grinning wickedly, she wiped her lips and sucked at her fingers.

"I'll never get enough of your come juice, Billy," she said in a soft voice. "You taste so fucking good to me, Your balls are always loaded, and I've never tasted sweeter come juice in my life."

"You taste shit, too," Billy giggled.

"I don't care," she purred. "I'd taste anything as long as I can get your cock, too."

"Taste this," he said, and pissed.

With a squeal, Donna shoved her face forward into the stream of his piss. She washed her face, gurgling softly. Before the quick piss slowed, she opened her mouth and let her son piss down her throat. She leaned back with her head held up into the golden stream.

"Mmmmm, you're just full of nice surprises, aren't you, honey?" she whispered when it was over. "I like your surprises."

"You're just a hot fuck, Mother," he said.

Donna saw his expression and understood. Her son, despite the ecstasy she had provided for him, sounded jealous. Yet, he had no reason to be jealous. She wasn't fucking anyone besides him. She didn't want to fuck anyone other than her son. She caressed his thigh gently.

"What's the matter, baby?" she asked.

"Aw, I don't know," he said.

"Aren't you having fun, Billy?"

"Oh, yes, Mother," he said. "I'm just worried, that's all."

"Worried? What are you worried about?"

"Well… you know."

"Come on, darling," Donna urged softly, running her hand about his hip, feeling his ass, then rubbing at his balls. "Tell mother what's bothering you."

"I'm just being a kid, that's all."

"And I love the way you're being a kid." She grinned wickedly up at him. "But tell me, anyway. Maybe I can help out."

"Mother, I've heard about hot girls," he said. "We have a couple at school. All the guys call them hot fucks, and anyone can fuck them. At least that's what I've been told."

"What's wrong with that?" she asked.

"Mother, you're hot," he replied. "You have a real hot ass, and your cunt is wet and ready all the time. I don't want you to be like those girls."

"I thought you loved my hot ass and wet cunt."

"I do!" he said quickly. "But… those guys say the girls are only hot cunts and won't go out with them except for a piece of ass. The girls only go out for fucking, too."

"I see," Donna said, understanding what he was saying.

She got to her feet and left her son in the living room. She removed two frosted soft drinks from the refrigerator and carried them back into the room. She sat next to her son on the couch, and they sat in silence and sipped.

"Billy," she said after a while. "I think you're confused about girls.

Sure, some are hot as hell. Some girls will fuck anything that walks, if it has a hard-on. But just because a girl has a hot cunt don't mean she's fucking everything. Listen, baby, you don't see me dating, do you? I could if I wanted. There's plenty of men who would take me out.

But I know what most of them want-my cunt. So, I don't date. I stay home with you, right? I'm always here and ready for you. Sure, I love to dance, but I can enjoy dancing here at home for you. I love to have you watch me dance, more so now that we're fucking."