Kathy Andrews Collection, page 417
Donna complied, her knees on each side of her head now, and she looked up as Kathy began to devour her hairlined cunt. Her whole crotch was vulnerable to that greedy hot young mouth now, and Kathy’s tongue seemed to be everywhere at the same time. Kathy sucked at one cunt lip, then the other, finally pulling Donna’s cunt into her mouth, only to plunge her tongue into the liquid heat of Donna’s pussy, fucking it in and out.
Donna’s cunt was about to explode with a powerful orgasm. She was making soft whining sounds, trying to thrash her ass about, trying to grind her overheated cunt into Kathy’s licking, sucking mouth.
She felt the wet tongue sliding, then it was licking at the cheeks of her ass.
“My cunt!” Donna wailed. “Lick my cunt!”
“I wanna lick your ass,” Kathy replied, racing her tongue about the creamy ass cheeks, then darting between them. Donna’s ass cheeks were spread very wide, and Kathy had no difficulty as she plunged her tongue against the tight pucker of Donna’s asshole. Donna yelped, her asshole clenching as that wet tongue lapped back and forth, pressing and licking.
This was the first time her ass had ever been licked, and Donna’s mind reeled with erotic pleasure. The sensation of that wet tongue moving about her asshole was different, so different, but also beautiful. It felt to her as if Kathy was trying to thrust her tongue into her asshole, and she clenched against the invasion. But Kathy seemed content to lick the hot pucker a while longer, then she scooted her tongue back the woman’s burning, seeping cunt.
Again and again she thrust her tongue into Donna’s cunt, fucking harshly, her lips pressed against the curling hairs that grew along each side of Donna’s pussy.
Donna could take no more.
With a drawnout wail of ecstasy, she came.
Her hairy cunt gripped Kathy’s fucking tongue in flexing waves as her orgasm shattered its way through her naked body. Everything seemed to go off at once — her nerves became searing flames, her tits almost burst, her mind reeled dizzily, and her cunt was racked with strong, spasms, and she was coming harder than she ever had in her entire life. And Kathy would not let her go.
That wicked tongue kept up a relentless fucking pace, driving deeply as the girl’s lips sucked. Her small hands clung to Donna’s uplifted hips when Donna’s legs went into the air, the hot inner flesh closing about Kathy’s blonde head, capturing her face.
“Enough!” Donna wailed. “No more, Kathy! Please, no more right now!”
Kathy pulled her face out of Donna’s cunt reluctantly. As soon as Donna was stretched out on the bed again, Kathy snuggled against Donna’s body, hugging her tightly.
“That was good, wasn’t it, Donna?” she asked in a soft voice. “Did I suck your cunt good?”
“Oh, darling,” Donna breathed heavily. “I think I’m still coming.”
Kathy giggled, reaching between Donna’s thighs to feel the wet pulsations there.
“Did you like licking me, Donna?” she asked while she tenderly rubbed Donna’s sensitive cunt. “Did you like tasting my pussy?”
For a moment Donna didn’t answer. Then, giving in, she said, very softly, “Yes, I liked it, Kathy. I liked it very much.”
“Can we do this again?”
Again Donna hesitated.
She envisioned her son fucking Kathy on the kitchen table again and wondered if that had been his come juice she had tasted on this succulent, sugary cunt. And what was she going to do about it, about Bobby?
She could not deny her enjoyment of watching them fuck, nor of discovering her own delight about sucking a cunt. She had never in her life tasted a pussy.
And Kathy had such a sugary sweet cunt, like honey.
Could she give that up? Donna knew she didn’t have the nerve, or courage, or whatever it took to do this with another girl. She would not have done it at this time if Kathy had not taken the initiative.
“I… I’ve got to think, Kathy,” she finally said.
“Okay,” Kathy murmured sleepily, confidently.
She climbed out of Donna’s bed, and, after leaning down to kiss Donna on her mouth, she left, closing the bedroom door silently behind her.
CHAPTER FOUR
Donna watched Kathy and Bobby become very close.
Like brother and sister, only much closer. Where one went, so did the other.
Kathy went out of her way to please, particularly to please Donna. Kathy was so cheerful, so eager. And, with her new clothes Donna had bought, she was beautiful Donna was very pleased to notice Kathy was a clean girl, bathing as often as two and three times a day. At first, Donna wondered if this was a fetish, but then realized Kathy simply loved being clean, smelling fresh.
Her blonde hair sparkled with shimmering waves, and those blue eyes were so clear and happy. Kathy flounced about and bubbled and laughed constantly.
Donna noticed, too, that Kathy was apparently a good influence on Bobby. He had begun helping about the house when before Donna had been forced to resort to threats just to make him clean his room. But now, with Kathy helping him, his room was the cleanest ever.
They played, often whispering and giggling. Sometimes Kathy’s eyes would glint with mischievous delight at Donna when their heads were together, and sometimes Bobby would glance shyly at his mother.
Oddly enough, she didn’t mind; she was thrilled, knowing her son and Kathy often talked about fucking. She watched her son often as they put their heads together, watching his face light up as Kathy whispered. And Bobby seemed to have a perpetual hard-on. Donna knew that was from the influence of Kathy, too. Kathy seemed to know how to keep her son excited and how to keep his cock hard. But, at his age, she knew his interest in sex would be intense no matter who the girl was… provided the girl was erotic, like Kathy.
But Kathy kept Donna in a high state of arousal, too.
Donna’s cunt pulsated and twitched with a beat she had never experienced before. She felt as if she were on the brink of orgasms all the time. Donna could look at the exquisite girl and feel her cunt clench. If Kathy smiled at her, running her pink tongue sensuously about her lips at the same time, Donna would shiver with pleasure.
She found herself wanting to touch the girl, to feel that sweet, tight little ass, those small, firm tits, and, best of all, her succulent, wet cunt.
Coming out of the bathroom and into the ball about noon that day, Donna came upon Bobby and Kathy as they wrestled about on the living room floor. They laughed a lot, enjoying themselves. Donna, with a smile on her beautiful face, stood and watched them. They were careful not to bang into anything although they were involved in their fun. It was wonderful for Bobby to have Kathy here, she thought. She was like a sister to him, only closer.
Bobby wrestled Kathy to her back and sat astride her, knees on each side, pinning her arms above her head. Kathy’s feet were toward Donna, and, as the girl lifted her knees, Donna gazed between her slender thighs. The tight panties she had bought the girl were exposed, and the crotch was very tight, molding to the sweetness if that fuzzy cunt. Donna ran her tongue over her lips as she remembered the sugary taste of that pussy. The lovely, smooth curves of that ass could be seen by Donna, the small ass she had held in her hands as she tongue fucked Kathy. Donna’s breath caught in her throat as excitement rumbled through her, and there was a sudden burning sensation between her thighs as her cunt twitched.
Seeing between Kathy’s thighs had excited her so that Donna was unaware that she had lifted her hand and now clutched one of her tits tightly.
Kathy arched her hips up, trying to toss Bobby from her, but all she succeeded in doing was wiggling and bouncing her ass.
She looks like she’s fucking, Donna thought as her hands dug into her tit. Like she’s getting Bobby’s cock in her cunt, fucking him.
Kathy and Bobby were so absorbed with each other, they did not see Donna watching.
Sitting on Kathy’s stomach, Bobby reached behind his ass and shoved his palm between Kathy’s thighs, yelling gleefully, “Handful!”
“I’ll handful you!” Kathy giggled, twisting her hips about.
“Handful!” Bobby yelped again.
Kathy’s hips became still, barely writhing when Bobby rubbed up and down her cunt. “Handful of what, Bobby?”
“Pussy!” Donna heard her son say.
“Handful of pussy, or cunt, or…” Kathy giggled in her cute, lewd manner.
Hearing her son say those words sent a ripple of delight racing up and down Donna’s spine, and her cunt seemed to spasm in a mild way.
Kathy had finally seen Donna, but not Bobby, who had his back toward her.
Kathy saw right away where Donna’s hand was, and she also saw the expression on Donna’s face. She did not try to squirm away from Bobby, nor did she say anything to him. Instead, she became more teasing, more erotic.
She lifted her hips and began to grind her cunt into Bobby’s hand, watching Donna’s reaction. Donna’s eyes were smoldering, gazing between those succulent thighs as Kathy widened her knees.
“Put your hand inside my panties, Bobby,” Kathy said, her voice thick now, her eyes staring directly at Donna. “I wanna feel your hand on my cunt, Bobby.”
Donna saw her son quickly shove his hands into the tight crotch of those panties, and it was obvious that he had thrust a finger into Kathy’s boiling little cunt. Kathy squealed and whipped her hips up, gyrating them while keeping her eyes glowed with brightness when she saw Donna’s long thighs and panties, saw the wicked smile on Donna’s face.
Then, with a sudden motion, Kathy tossed Bobby from her stomach. Bobby landed on his back, but he still had not seen his mother watching them. Kathy, with a swift movement, jumped onto Bobby, straddling him with her face toward his feet, her back keeping him from seeing his mother.
“I’ll show you!” Kathy shouted and shoved her hands along Bobby’s body. Donna saw her son’s cock bulging against his pants, and that was what Kathy grabbed.
“Hey, that’s my cock!” Bobby yelped with delight.
“I know it’s your cock,” Kathy said, opening his pants and pulling Bobby’s prick out. She looked up at Donna as her fingers closed on it. “I’m gonna jack you off and make you come all over the fucking place, Bobby.”
Bobby laughed in his eagerness, lifting his hips to Kathy’s hot hand.
Staring at Donna, Kathy began to pump her fist up and down Bobby’s cock slowly. Donna’s eyes became very hot and excited as she looked at her son’s prick. Her fingers dug into her tit, and the other hand pressed her dress tight into her crotch.
The head of Bobby’s cock was very swollen, so smooth, and Donna could see his piss hole, glistening wetly. Kathy ran the thumb of her other hand over his piss hole, lifted it and very briefly offered it to Donna, then mewled as she shoved her thumb into her mouth, sucking it. Donna almost came. Her hips twisted and she pressed her hand hard into her cunt, squeezing her tit hard enough to feel pain.
“Wanna fuck?” Kathy asked Bobby, sliding her crotch along his body. “Wanna get this cock fucked, Bobby?”
“Yeah!” Bobby replied huskily.
Donna watched as Kathy stood on her knees, straddling her son. Kathy slipped her dress to her waist and pulled the crotch of her panties to one side, revealing her pink cunt. As she rubbed the succulent lips of her sugary cunt back and forth on the head of Bobby’s cock, she gazed at Donna, running her tongue about her lips suggestively.
Donna wanted to go to her, spread her legs out, and squat against the sweet mouth, letting Kathy lick and tongue fuck her as she fucked Bobby. She wanted to badly, yet remained where she was.
Donna knew Kathy was making certain she could see every detail as she pressed the head of Bobby’s cock between the puffy, hot lips of her cunt. Donna watched that tight pussy close about her son’s cock, holding her breath as excitement gripped her. She was not spying now; she was standing there in the open, with Kathy deliberately fucking Bobby, those blue eyes almost challenging Donna to stop it.
Slowly, Kathy settled her cunt onto Bobby’s cock, then leaned backwards. Donna saw those fine, sugary cunt lips stretched about her son’s throbbing hard cock, the tiny clit visible. Those cunt lips seemed so stretched, Donna wondered if the girl could take a bigger cock.
Again Donna was overcome by the beauty of watching them fuck. She could see her son’s cock, even how his prick throbbed, buried as his cock was inside Kathy’s steaming, sweet cunt. She wished Bobby’s pants were down, wanting to see his balls, too. She lifted her dress as Kathy continued to gaze at her, shoving her hand into her bikini cut panties and fingering her hairy cunt. Kathy slowly twisted her hips, fucking on Bobby’s cock. Donna watched her son’s cock as his prick was sucked deep, then released. Bobby’s prick glistened with the wetness of Kathy’s pussy, and those cunt lips seemed to grip and draw on his cock when she moved her hips up and down.
Kathy’s wet, pink tongue licked about her lips as she gazed between Donna’s thighs, her pussy pumping on Bobby’s cock. Donna knew Kathy wanted to get her mouth against her hairy cunt, but he could not join them; she didn’t want her son embarrassed.
“You like my cunt, Bobby?” Kathy was mewling as her ass whipped up and down. “Is my cunt hot and wet on your cock, Bobby?”
When Bobby replied, his words came out garbled, but the sound was enough to tell Donna her son was in ecstasy.
Kathy sat upright, her knees bent, squatting down and beginning to lift and lower her cunt on his cock, fucking him fast. Donna knew Kathy was making it easy for her to watch, keeping her skirt high and the crotch of her panties drawn to one side. She banged her cunt up and down swiftly, churning now, squealing with pleasure. The moist sounds of Kathy’s cunt fucking up and down his cock seemed to reach out and grab Donna, closing hotly about her. Kathy fucked her tightly gripping cunt up and down Bobby’s cock, groaning with ecstasy, plunging up and down, the muscles of her slender thighs working. Donna was gasping with boiling desire as she stared hard, watching Kathy’s cunt gobble her son’s cock.
“You’re gonna make me come, Kathy!” Bobby shouted, arching his hips from the floor. “I’m gonna come!”
“Come, Bobby!” Kathy urged, her little ass flying up and down, smacking against the base of his cock with a moist sound. “Come, come!”
As Bobby gave a loud grunt, Kathy quickly jerked her pussy off his cock, scooted back a bit, and grabbed his prick with a tight fist. She jerked hard and fast, and the come juice squirted high. Donna moaned and felt weak as she watched her son gushing sweet come juice into the air. Kathy gurgled and jacked him faster and faster. The creamy come juice, spewing with force from his balls, made a wet, slippery mess on her thigh and his pants.
Then, as Bobby finished, Kathy seemed to point his prick at Donna, as if offering his cock to her. A shudder went through Donna, her eyes rolling. She licked her lips with desire, but remained where she was.
Kathy slipped off Bobby and sat beside him, and Bobby, for the first time, saw his mother there.
“Oh!” he yelped, turning quickly onto his stomach to conceal his cock, his face turning a bright red. He covered his face with his arms, and Kathy giggled softly.
Donna, her legs weak, moved into the room and managed to get to the couch, where she sat down. She had to get her breathing under control. Kathy turned on the floor so she was facing Donna, her knees drawn up and her chin resting on them. Donna saw the crotch of her panties, the backs of those sweet, smooth thighs. Donna’s cunt was pulsating with liquid heat, and she crossed her legs, the pressure of her thighs almost making her come.
“Are you mad, Donna?” Kathy asked softly.
Donna knew that was for Bobby’s benefit. The girl knew Donna was not mad by any means, but excited. Donna knew why it was said, and she replied, “Not at all, Kathy.”
She saw her son’s body shiver. Bobby was peeking shyly at his mother from his arms.
Donna smiled at her son, and said, “Why should I be mad because you two…”
“Fuck?” Kathy supplied, glancing at Bobby. “Because we’re fucking?”
Donna saw her son cover his face again quickly, and she laughed, a low, throaty sound. “Bobby, stop acting so shy. I watched it, every bit of it. Come on, darling, skip that.”
Kathy turned and began to tickle Bobby, and he was unable to keep from laughing, and, in an effort to get away, he rolled onto his back, his cock exposed. Realizing this, he quickly tried to cover his prick with his hands, but Kathy fought them off. Bobby peeked at his mother as Kathy held his hands away from his prick.
Donna smiled at him. “You have nothing to hide anymore, Bobby,” she said. “I watched you and Kathy from the first.”
When she knew Bobby would not fight anymore, Kathy turned him loose. She scooted until she sat at Donna’s feet, draping an arm over Donna’s thighs and resting her cheek there, looking at Bobby’s cock, as did Donna. Bobby was nervous, but he made no more attempts to hide his cock from his mother.
Bobby’s prick stirred, and he flushed when his cock began to swell, become hard again. Still he didn’t try to hide, and Donna and Kathy watched his cock become very hard. Donna’s cunt throbbed as she gazed at her son’s prick, and, when she felt a hot little hand moving under her skirt and caressing her thigh, she did not stop Kathy. She saw her son’s gaze follow the hand, and he was no longer blushing. His cock stood straight now, the shaft hard and the head swollen, and Donna could see his prick start to drip once more.
Kathy ran her hot palm up and down Donna’s thigh, and, as her skirt moved up, Donna let it go. She was fascinated to be seeing her son’s cock openly, excited by the sight. She ran her hand over the top of Kathy’s blonde head. When she felt Kathy trying to spread her knees, and allowed it. Donna gazed back at her son, knowing she would soon be looking under her dress, seeing her panties, her crotch, because Kathy was urging her to open her legs for him. Kathy was initiating this, and Donna did not try to prevent it. She allowed her knees to be parted, and her cunt throbbed when she knew her son could see her crotch.
Kathy caressed the inside of Donna’s thigh, turned her face and began kissing wetly at the satiny flesh. Donna ran her fingers through the blonde hair, still watching her son. She scooted her ass to the edge of the couch, leaning her head on the back. Her whole crotch was revealed to her son now, but all he could see were her panties. Donna trembled as Kathy licked at her thigh and moaned softly when that bold hand stroked high, a finger now tracing up and down the moist band of cloth there. Bobby, with his eyes now blazing, gripped his cock as he saw what Kathy was doing to his mother.
