Kathy Andrews Collection, page 319
Carol felt her son’s hands on her tits, squeezing them as he sucked at his sister’s pussy. She pumped faster and harder on his cock as she began licking with more heat on Susan’s crinkling asshole. She rubbed her own hairy pussy back and forth on Bobby’s leg, smearing it with seeping juices.
“Suck my pussy!” Susan wailed. “Ohhh, suck my cunt, Bobby! Mother, eat my ass! Ooooh, suck my cunt… my asshole! Oh, golly! Lick my asshole, Mother… tonguefuck my cunt, Bobby!”
The words inflamed Carol and her tongue began to stab hard at the tightness of her daughter’s asshole. She felt the tip penetrate, and a loud scream of delight came from Susan. She thrust her tongue back and forth, fucking it into her daughter’s tight asshole. As Bobby tonguefucked Susan’s cunt, Carol’s fist beat faster more urgently on her son’s cock, her pussy sliding along his leg already convulsing in orgasm.
“I’m coming! I’m coming!” Susan screamed.
Carol knew her daughter was coming without the words. Her small asshole was flexing tightly on the tip of her tongue, the smooth asscheks feeling hot against her face. Carol pumped faster and faster on Bobby’s cock, the excitement of what they were doing glowing in her shapely body.
She felt her son’s cock throbbing in her jerking fist, and she realized that he would be gushing very soon. Still she plunged her tongue in and out of Susan’s gripping asshole as her daughter came. When she felt Susan had stopped coming, Carol quickly shoved her head downward.
She closed her lips about her son’s cock and began to suck frantically, her tongue swirling on his sensitive cockhead, thrilled at the way the seeping fluids coated her tongue. She sucked hard and furious, his cock throbbing very hard between her lips. Bobby was trying to arch his cock into her mouth as she sucked on it. Carol devoured her son’s hard cock as if she had been starving, and the only thing that would satisfy her was the gush of his come juice.
Bobby grunted, arching upward.
Carol squealed around his cock as he came.
The gushing of his come juice into her mouth sent her cunt into a shuddering orgasm again. She came as her son filled her mouth with the sweetness of his precious balls. She gobbled noisily, holding his cock deep inside her hungry, hot mouth. She twisted at his balls as he came, increasing her son’s ecstasy. Carol licked his squirting cock. She felt her daughter almost sitting on her head as Susan rested, still straddling her brother’s face and bracing against the wall.
Carol continued to mouth her son’s cock, making sure she did not lose a single drop of his sweet, precious come juice. She lifted her head from his crotch only when she knew for certain that he had finished coming off.
She sat back, her face glowing with delight. She gazed at her daughter’s cute ass, then laughed when Susan turned and slowly slid down the wall until she sat on the floor, too.
Susan held her knees up and wide, her blondehaired cunt pulsating beautifully.
“This is the fuckingest family!” Carol laughed. “We can’t be together five minutes unless we’re doing something with each other.”
“Not just the fuckingest family,” Susan giggled, “but the suckingest, too.”
After she had rested a bit longer, Carol got to her feet and began to fix sandwiches for them. As she worked, she glanced at her son and daughter often. They still sat on the floor, but now they were hugging and kissing, feeling each other. Her son, she was delighted to see, was getting a lovely hard-on again. She was amazed at his ability to maintain a hard-on.
Her daughter was like her — insatiable. Her little cunt burned all the time for a cock, and she was just as eager to suck her brother’s cock off as she was to fuck it now.
Carol began to hum softly as she prepared lunch. She knew Bobby and Susan were watching as they fondled each other, and she made her writhings more erotic for their enjoyment.
Carol lay on her bed.
It was early afternoon, and she was alone in the house. She shifted on the bed, turning toward the window. She gazed out, but saw nothing. She was trying to imagine her daughter taking a strange cock into her sweet cunt, fucking frantically. It was not all that hard for her to visualize. She knew Susan would be doing just that very soon. And her son, she could easily imagine him thrusting his hard cock into some eager, hot cunt, a little girl he had found.
Carol felt a stab of jealousy.
It wasn’t right for her to feel that way. Bobby and Susan would have to make a life of their own in a few more years, and she could not allow jealousy to interfere.
Back in bed, she drew her knees up and hugged them against her shapely tits. She didn’t like what she was thinking, but the thoughts continued to remain with her. She slipped a hand along the back of one thigh, shivering with the touch. She rubbed a fingertip along the hairlined slit of her cunt, feeling the heat of it and then probed for her clitoris.
There was no reason for her to fingerfuck herself any longer, she knew. All she had to do now was wait until either her son or daughter came home. Susan would lick her cunt anytime, as would Bobby. And Bobby was already to fuck her.
They would leave her in a few years…
Carol wondered what she could do to keep them with her as long as she could. She could, for one thing, keep their sexual excitement at a high pitch, do other things with them. But they had done just about everything a person could do with a cunt, a cock, a mouth.
She sighed and moved her fingertip along the hot, pulsating slit of her hairy cunt. Drawing the finger back, she rubbed in along her crinkled asshole.
Susan had stuck her tongue up her asshole, just as she had done with her daughter. With a soft mewl, Carol began to press her finger against the tightness of her asshole. She only had to exert very little pressure before her finger was in it. She held her finger still, her asshole squeezing at it. Then she began to shove it deeper. She ran her tongue over her bottom lip, then began to move her finger in and out of her asshole, fucking it as she twisted her hips gently.
It felt good, very good.
Moving her finger in and out of her clinging asshole, Carol knew what she would do next with her son and daughter. She could feel her cunt bubbling with an impending orgasm, and she thrust her finger faster into her gripping asshole. She had never been fucked in her ass before, except by Susan’s wicked little tongue. She wondered what it would feel like for her son to plunge his cock up her ass and fuck her, come inside it.
The friction of her finger created ecstasy in her ass, and Carol began to thrust it faster and deeper, whimpering softly, knowing she was going to be fucked in the ass this very afternoon.
Through the steamy, erotic pleasure, she heard the door downstairs open and close, then the footsteps of her son and daughter on the stairs. She stood up with her back to the door, facing the window, her ass exposed, and her finger moving in and out of her asshole.
She heard them giggle as they came into her bedroom. She turned to look at them over her shoulder. Their eyes were wide open as they saw what their mother was doing. Carol grinned lewdly and plunged her finger into her asshole harder.
Bobby’s cock immediately became hard, she saw, and Susan pressed her hand into her crotch. They were such hot children, she thought, so very hot and eager to fuck. She knew they were excited by what she was doing to herself; their eyes glowed with delight.
They stood at the side of her bed, both of them peering at Carol’s shapely, writhing ass. She shivered and mewled as their hands reached for her. Susan and Bobby fondled their mother’s twisting ass, their eyes gazing at the way her finger moved in and out of her clutching asshole.
Bobby slipped out of his pants, his cock jerking free, hard and ready for her. When he climbed onto the bed, Carol removed her finger and turned onto her stomach, drawing her knees beneath her, arching her naked ass high into the air.
“Fuck me, darling,” she murmured hotly. “Fuck Mother!”
Bobby, on his knees behind her, rubbed the swollen head of his cock up and down the pouting lips of her hairy cunt. But Susan took hold of his prick at the base, bringing his dripping cockhead scraping up between the cheeks of her ass.
“Bobby, Mother wants you to fuck her in the ass,” Susan exclaimed. “She wants your cock in her asshole, Bobby.”
“Yes,” Carol whimpered, twisting her uplifted ass against her son’s cock. “Fuck me in my ass, darling! Oh, please… I want your cock up my hot fucking asshole!”
Hands held her naked ass, but she didn’t know if it was her daughter’s or her son’s. She felt the pressure of her son’s cock probing at her tight pucker, and she shoved back against it.
“Oooooh,” she mewled as the pressure increased. “Ohhh, yes, yes!”
Bobby pressed hard, and Carol whined. She felt the head of his cock slip into her asshole, then she screamed with intense ecstasy. “Ohhh, baby, yes! More, Bobby! Shove more of your cock up my ass!”
“His cock is in you, Mother!” Susan shouted with delight. “I can see his cock in your asshole!”
“Fuck me, darling!” Carol urged as she shoved her upright ass back at him. “Oh, fuck me in the ass!”
Carol felt the stretching of her burning asshole around her son’s cock. It seemed as if his prick had become twice the size it usually was when hard. But she knew that was due to the first time she had a cock up her asshole. The sensations flowed hotly through her, exciting her more than she had imagined it would. His cock went very deep, and then she felt his balls bang against her throbbing cuntlips. She felt Susan’s hand move along her rippling stomach, through, the thick hair of her cunt, then her finger was rubbing at her distended clitoris. Carol wailed in pleasure as her son began to move his cock back and forth, fucking her asshole now, while Susan rubbed and agitated her swollen clitoris.
Carol shivered as she wiggled her upturned ass to her son’s thrusting cock. The sensation of his prick fucking her asshole sent her nerves into pulsing heat. She whined and mewled with pleasure. The cheeks of her ass were split wider as Bobby began to fuck her with more powerfully, faster and harder, his balls banging against the puffy, inflamed lips of her cunt. Her clitoris was being twisted by her daughter, and Carol squealed as the orgasms began to rumble through her. Once she started coming, it seemed as if she would keep on coming for the rest of life.
Her hands were above her head, clawing at the sheets. Her eyes were closed, savoring the intense pleasure. She opened her eyes when she felt something brush her shoulder. She saw her daughter positioning herself at her head. Susan had undressed sometime after Bobby had begun to fuck Carol’s asshole, and she was now naked, her sweet cunt eager.
Susan leaned against the head of the bed, spreading her thighs around her mother’s head and shoulders. She lifted her crotch up.
“Lick me, Mother!” Susan urged hotly. “Please, Mother, lick my cunt! I’m so fucking hot, seeing Bobby’s cock fuck your asshole! Eat my pussy, Mother!”
“I’ll eat your cunt, darling,” Carol replied in a hot voice. “Oh, yes! I’ll suck your sweet cunt! I’ll tonguefuck your pussy while Bobby fucks my asshole!”
She hunched her upraised ass against her sop’s plunging cock and moaned as his balls banged her hairy cunt. She slipped her hands beneath her daughter’s uplifted ass, clutching those round, firm asscheeks. She plunged her mouth into Susan’s crotch, licking and sucking furiously.
Her son was pumping swiftly into her stretching, burning asshole now, and Carol whimpered into her daughter’s wet cunt every time his balls slapped against her cuntlips. Susan was holding the back of her head, grinding her pussy into her mother’s mouth.
The hot wetness of her daughter’s pussy smeared her lips, and Carol swallowed the sweetness often, her tongue delving and licking. As Susan whipped her cunt about, Carol licked and sucked at whatever her daughter pressed against her lips. Her ass, swaying and grinding with her son’s stabbing cock, seemed to be on fire, the flames of ecstasy consuming her. The orgasm that ripped through her almost sent her cunt into spasming shreds. Her moans, of intense pleasure mingled with those of her daughter’s.
Bobby’s cock seemed to fill and stretch her sensitive asshole more than it had ever been. Carol was sure her asshole, too, was convulsing with those waving, crashing orgasms. Her tits were very swollen, her nipples rubbing at the sheet as she tongued and sucked at her daughter’s dripping, flexing cunt.
From the way Susan’s pussy closed about her tongue, Carol knew she was coming, even if those hot squeals had been absent.
She thought her son’s cock was swelling even more, stuffing her asshole. The throbbing of his cock within the ring of her tightly clinging asshole told her that he, too, was about come.
One last, enormous orgasm began to tear through her shaking, naked body. Carol screamed into her daughter’s cunt loudly. Her uplifted ass shook frantically. She heard her son grunt, the sound muffled because Susan was squeezing her head between those slender, hot thighs. Suddenly there was a hot gushing of come juice into her asshole. The spasms of her son’s spewing cock increased her ecstasy and Carol came very close to fainting.
Susan slumped her ass to the bed, panting hard. Carol rested her cheek on her daughter’s fuzzy mound, groaning as her son withdrew his cock. Her asshole clutched at his prick as if reluctant to let it go.
Carol was much too weak to fall. She remained with her knees drawn under her, her creamy, shapely ass still in the air, shivering and swaying. Her asshole still tingled from the ecstasy, and she kissed tenderly at the blonde fuzz of her daughter’s sweet cunt.
All three recovered faster than Carol had thought possible. Her son, spread out on the bed, was holding his balls in his hand, his face grinning with delight. Carol finally lay on her side, gazing at them with happy, sparkling eyes. Susan was very gently rubbing her clitoris. Her exceptionally pretty face glowed.
“God,” Carol murmured, “will this ever calm down?”
“Who wants it to?” Bobby laughed.
“Not me!” Susan giggled. “I could do it all day and night.”
“I think both of you could,” Carol said, sitting up, her tits jiggling, her nipples still rigid. “By the way, where have you two been all morning?”
They didn’t reply, but she caught the look that passed between them. They had been up to something, she was sure. Sliding off the bed, she went into her bathroom.
As she sat on the toilet, pissing, she wondered about the secretive glance between them. There was no reason for either to have secrets from her.
Going back to the bedroom, she found they had gone.
Pulling a light robe about her body, she went downstairs and found them eating. She sat with them, peering closely at them.
There was definitely something going on here.
“You didn’t answer my question,” she reminded them.
“What question, Mother?” Susan asked, sweetly innocent.
“What you’ve been up to this morning,” Carol said again. “You’ve hardly been at home at all today. I find that puzzling, especially since all this fucking started.”
“Should we tell her?” Bobby asked his sister.
“You damn well better tell me,” Carol insisted.
“You promise not to get mad, Mother?” Susan asked.
“Why should I get mad?” she countered, more sure than ever that they had been up to some mischief.
“We met someone, Mom,” Bobby said, not lifting his eyes to look at her.
“Oh?” she asked. “I don’t suppose you’d care to tell me about this someone, would you?”
“Mother,” Susan asked, “do you have a brother?”
Carol’s heart began to pound. She had not seen her brother in years. In fact, she had lost all contact with him. She had no idea he was living around here. She lifted a hand to her throat, staring at Susan and Bobby.
“I never heard you say anything about a brother Mom,” Bobby said. “He told us he was your brother and our uncle. Is that right?”
“What’s… what’s his name?” Carol asked, her voice low-and trembling.
“Steve,” Susan supplied.
“Steve,” Carol whispered. “Steve.” Her hand at her throat now clutched one tit, her heart beating swiftly. “How old is he?”
“About your age, Mom.”
It could be, she thought. But how could he suddenly be here, in this city, and how had be found Bobby and Susan, knowing they were her children?
Susan described the man, and Carol was certain it was her brother. She began to feel excitement, becoming nervous. After fucking her in that hayloft so many years ago, Steve had went out of his way to avoid her, never being alone with her after that. She was certain he rejected her and wanted nothing to do with her ever again. Why had he suddenly shown up after all these years?
“Where does he live?” she asked.
Susan supplied Steve’s address. Carol knew the place. It was a luxury apartment building about half a mile from her home.
She knew Susan and Bobby were looking in an odd way at her, but she was so surprised to find her brother living so closely, and she was surprised to feel excitement. It had been many years since she had seen him, and during that time, she had yearned for him. Her cunt was getting moist as she thought back to the days of the hayloft again.
She began to tremble.
She got slowly to her feet and left the kitchen, her son and daughter staring at her.
Back in her bedroom, she let the robe fall away. Hardly knowing what she was doing, she began to dress.
Susan and Bobby had come upstairs and were watching her. She slipped on a pleated skirt and a blouse, then pulled nylons on her slim legs. She brushed her hair.
“Where are you going, Mom?” Bobby asked.
“You didn’t put panties on, Mother,” Susan said, suspicious of what was happening. “Mother, please, don’t go causing trouble. Steve is nice, we like him. And if he’s our uncle like he said, we should be nice to him, too.”
Carol turned and sat on the edge of her bed. She looked at them. “Come here,” she said in a soft voice. “I’ve got to tell you something.” Bobby and Susan sat on the floor at her feet, looking up at her. “It’s true I have a brother, and his name is Steve. You’ve described him perfectly.”
