Kathy Andrews Collection, page 505
“Oooo, did I do that?” she asked, pretending innocence. “Was it me that made you hard?”
“Mom, I’ve been sitting here watching you,” he said. “I’m only human. Seeing your tits, your legs, wearing those panties… yeah, I guess you can say you gave me this hard-on.”
Wendy moved to him, taking his cock in her fist and feeling it, squeezing it, testing the hardness. “Tony, if I took a shower, would this still be hard when I finished?”
“Probably,” he replied. “I know it would if I was in there with you, Mom.”
“Come on,” she said, pulling his cock. “You can wash my back, and anything else you find interesting.”
She took her son to her room, dropping her robe to the floor. She gazed at him as she rolled her panties down, stepping from them. Tossing them onto her robe, she turned her back and walked slowly, swaying her naked ass, into her bathroom. Tony gazed at his mother’s body, watching the tight bunching of her shapely asscheeks, the glint of her creamy thighs. At the door of the bathroom, Wendy jutted her ass at him, waggled it, then stepped inside.
She had the water going and adjusted by the time her son entered behind her, his cock up and throbbing. She climbed into the shower, motioning for her son to get in with her. She handed him her scented soap, and squirmed as he soaped her body. When her ran the soap over her tits, she caught his hands and crushed his palms on them, pursing her lips for a kiss. When her son thrust his tongue into her mouth, she sucked it, hard, her own tongue playing with it. His cock probed against her stomach, and she moved it so the smooth head touched her belly button, making her remember the times her father had come against it. Drawing his soapy hands down her body, she placed them on her ass, them wrapped her arms about him and squeezed his ass. Sucking on his tongue, she strained her soapy body against his, and worked her fingers into the crack of his ass. She touched his asshole, rubbing it tenderly, making his cock jerk and throb against her stomach.
She shivered as her son poked his finger into the split of her ass, rubbing her asshole, too. She moaned around his tongue, and gave it a hard suck before letting it go.
“Mmmmm, nice,” she purred, grinding against him. She squeezed his ass hard, her finger still rubbing his crinkled asshole.
Tony responded by rubbing her asshole, then pushing his other hand down and between her thighs from behind. He rubbed at her hairy cunt with his fingers while probing the tightness of her asshole. His cock was between them, and she felt his balls on her flesh.
“You feel so good, Tony,” she purred.
“So do you, Mom,” he answered.
She pushed her finger at his asshole, making her son grunt. She felt resistance, then it became loose. She slipped her finger slightly inside her son’s asshole, and pushed her own back to his hand. Tony got the idea, and gently worked his finger into his mother’s asshole. Wendy gave a soft whimper as she felt her asshole grip his finger, and she made a little movement, a back-and-forth movement. Her son’s finger slipped in and out of her asshole, only the first knuckle, but it made her tingle with pleasure.
“Ohhhh, baby,” she mewled. “Put it in deeper!”
She held the tip of her finger just inside her son’s asshole, arching her ass to his hand. She held her breath as Tony slowly pushed his finger into her ass. She breathed with a panting sound as she felt his finger slide all the way into her. She experienced a new sensation now. She had no idea why she wanted his finger up her asshole, but she did, and it excited her.
“Tony… baby,” she breathed. “Push it in and out. Slowly… push your finger in and out of me.”
She made a soft gurgling sound as his finger slid back and forth. Her asshole squeezed at his finger, and her cunt pulsated with a perverse ecstasy.
She leaned back, looking into his face.
“I had no idea…” she said. “Tony, it feels wonderful. I didn’t know that it could feel so good.”
Tony grinned and stabbed his finger in and out of her asshole. Wendy wiggled and twisted her hips, the friction of his finger along the ring of her tight asshole making her tremble with surprising sensations. Her asshole clutched at his finger without any effort from her. The tip of her finger was still inside his asshole, and she began to push it deeper, slow but sure. Tony’s breath caught and her stiffened, but didn’t ask her to take it out.
“Ohhh, baby!” Wendy purred, pulling her finger from his asshole, only to push it back in. “Finger Mother right there! Ahhhh, it feels like you’re fucking me in my ass. Ohhhh, Tony, do it a little faster!”
As he moved his finger swiftly in and out of her asshole, Wendy penetrated his, pushing and pulling her rigid linger along the gripping tightness, feeling his cock jerk and throb against her stomach. She felt as if she was about to come, her cunt bubbling as his finger fucked into her asshole. The sensations were strange since no one had ever penetrated her in the ass before. They were beautiful sensations, wild feelings of perverse ecstasy.
“Tony, it feels like I’m going to come!” she gasped.
He kissed her.
“Do you like this, honey?” she murmured against his mouth.
He moaned his reply.
“Do it faster!” she urged. “Oh, God… I know I’ll come!”
Tony rammed his finger in and out of his mother’s hot asshole, fast and deep. Wendy thrust her finger as far up his ass as she could, holding it there, her cunt on fire as he finger fucked her asshole. There was a slight burning feeling because of the soap, but even that was pleasant right now. Her clit bulged with hardness, and the hairy lips of her cunt pulsated, as if they were opening and closing. She clung to her son, her legs trembling as she felt an orgasm rumbling inside her body. She felt his asshole grip and flex around her buried finger.
“I’m… Tony, I’m going to come!” she cried out.
The spasms struck hard, her body shaking. Wendy wasn’t sure if she was experiencing an orgasm with her cunt, or if her asshole was having the orgasm. While her cunt pulsated with the delicious spasms, her asshole clutched and sucked at his finger. She pulled him tight against her body, but arched her ass to his still-plunging finger as she came. When the convulsions were over, she hung onto her son weakly, shivering from toe to head. Her asshole throbbed, and grabbed at his finger as he slowly pulled it out.
“My God, I did come that way!” she breathed in wonder. She felt her son’s asshole squeeze her finger, and she slowly moved it in and out, his cock jerking on her stomach. “Ohhhh you’re so hard, Tony! I can feel you cock push against me, feel it throb!”
She pulled her finger from his asshole, and caressed her hands along his hips until she held his cock in one hand, his balls in the other.
She gripped them hard, looking into her son’s eyes with moist, fiery eyes. “Tony, let’s see if you can get your cock in my ass.”
“My cock is bigger than my finger, Mom,” he replied, but grinned eagerly. “It might hurt.”
“I don’t care if it does,” she moaned. “I want to see if we can get it in my asshole.”
She gave his cock and balls a quick squeeze, then released them, turning her back to her son. She leaned against the wall of the shower, jutting her lovely, shapely ass toward him, spreading her feet to lower it for his cock. The wall was slippery, and her hands slid on it; she couldn’t brace herself well.
Tony looked down at his mother’s ass. It was round and firm, with a deep split. He cupped the checks, fondling them, his cock probing at the crack, sliding up and down the inner flesh. Wendy made a soft whimper as she felt the heat of his cock between the checks, and her asshole puckered inward with readiness. When she tried to adjust her ass to the level of his cock, her feet and hands slipped.
“This isn’t going to work,” she said. “I’ll fall in here.”
She turned and stepped from the tub.
“Come out here,” she said, dropping to her knees. As her son climbed out, she leaned forward, resting her forehead on the rim of the cool tub, her fingers gripping it. She spread her knees wide, lifting her ass when her son dropped to his knees behind her.
Tony gazed at the spreading cheeks of his mother’s ass, seeing the tight pucker of her asshole, the curling wetness of her pussyhair just below. He ran his hands over her ass, sliding the edge of one up and down the crack, feeling the searing heat. Wendy twisted her ass, moaning softly with the touch of his hand. She shifted her ass when she felt his finger probe the ring. She held her breath as her son slipped his finger up her asshole again. Immediately her cunt reacted with a fiery throb. Tony fucked his finger back and forth, watching the flesh of her asshole grip it.
“Your cock, baby!” Wendy hissed. “Please, let’s see if you can put your cock up by ass!”
Tony pulled his finger free, watching her asshole close. He held his cock at the base, stuffing the swollen head to the pucker. Wendy let out a soft sigh, then held her breath, her eyes closed, waiting for his cock to penetrate.
Tony pushed the swollen head of his cock against the ring of his mother’s asshole. Wendy felt the pressure, but no pain. She held still, letting her son push against her. She braced herself, anticipating the pain. Tony stared at his cock as it pushed at her asshole, hardly breathing. When he felt he could turn loose of his cock, he placed his hands on his mother’s wet hips, and began to exert more pressure.
“Ohhhh,” Wendy moaned as the pressure increased.
Tony paused.
“No, please!” she begged. “It’s okay, Tony! It doesn’t hurt… push more!”
He pushed, and suddenly the head of his cock was past the pucker of her asshole. Wendy gasped. It felt enormous inside her asshole, stretching her impossibly. But she felt no pain. There was a stretching, burning sensation, but no pain at all.
“More!” Wendy cried out.
Slowly, Tony pushed his cock into her asshole, watching it sink inward. Wendy was holding her breath again, her eyes squeezed tight. She felt her asshole filling with her son’s hard cock, and the more it filled her, the better it felt. The stinging sensation was gone, replaced by a very delicious feeling. Her cunt throbbed and bubbled, and she felt her juices flowing, running down her inner thighs. She had never been so juicy.
The full length of her son’s cock was inside her asshole, and she could feel the swollen head reaching high. His balls pushed against her cunt, and when she felt his cock jerk and throb, her clit responded with sweet pulsations.
“Fuck me!” she gasped.
Tony gritted his teeth with the delight of her asshole squeezing his cock.
“Please, Tony, fuck me!” she said again. “Ahhh, fuck Mother there! Fuck Mother up the ass, darling! I want you to fuck me in my ass and squirt that sweet juice in it! Fuck me, baby, fuck me!”
Feeling as if she had lost her second virginity, Wendy began to twist her ass when her son slowly worked his cock back and forth. The motion against her whole was much different than in her cunt, but to her delight, she found it wonderful, delicious. The hardness, excited her as Tony pumped back and forth, gripping her hips with strong fingers. When he began to plunge faster, her dangling tits swayed in a nice way, her nipples bulging with desire.
The faster her son’s cock stabbed, the greater it felt to Wendy. The hot friction seated the ring other asshole, making her body tingle. The fast thrust of his cock made the flesh of her ass ripple as he banged into her. His balls, bouncing against her cunt, made the slit vibrate deliciously, her clit straining almost as hard as his cock. She whined and cried out with ecstasy, shaking her ass wantonly. The wet slapping of his body smacking against the cheeks of her spreading ass excited them both.
Tony gazed with glassy eyes at his mother’s asshole gripping his cock, feeling her juicy cunt on his balls. Digging his fingers into her hips, he jerked his mother’s ass back as he lunged his cock deeply.
“Mom, you’re so tight and hot!” he gasped. “Your asshole is so damned tight and hot, Mom!”
“Fuck it, baby, fuck it!” she gasped. “Ohhhh… ahhh, so good, Tony! Ram it deep! Ram it hard!”
“Uhhh, there,” Tony grunted, plunging hard. “I am… I’m giving it to you as hard as I can, Mom! Ohhh, this is fantastic, Mom!”
“Oh, yes! Tony, it’s wonderful!” Wendy sobbed, waggling her ass. “I love it, baby! I love your hard cock up my ass! It burns and stretches and… ohhhhh, I want it so much! Fuck my ass… fuck Mother in the ass hard, darling! Pound my fucking ass hard!”
Wendy shoved her right hand beneath her body and tried to grab her son’s swinging balls. They brushed across her palm, and she felt the slippery wetness of her cunt on them, Tony was fucking her too fast for her to hold his balls, so she held her hand out, letting them rub back and forth. Each time her thrust into her asshole, her its jerked, her nipples swollen like ripe grapes. The heel of her right hand pushed against her throbbing clit, and she felt a stab of sudden rapture.
“Tony, you’re going to make me come!” she gasped. “Ohhh, baby, you’re really going to make me come… fucking me in the ass! Fill my hot asshole with sweet, hot juice, baby! Spurt it… spurt it up my ass!”
“Just about, Mom!”
“Ohhh, God, my cunt!” she groaned, straining her ass at him. “My cunt is burning and my asshole is burning and I’m going to come so fucking hard! Make me come, darling! Please, make Mother come hard!!”
With a grunt, Tony plunged his cock deeply into the tightness of his mother’s asshole, his balls crushed against the hairy, juicy slit of her cunt. Wendy could feel them both pulsating. His cock throbbed deep in her asshole, and his balls seemed to writhe against her cunt.
“Mom, now!”
The hot spurt of her son’s comejuice erupted inside her asshole. To Wendy it felt as if a scalding spurt of boiling liquid had been injected into her ass. She lifted her head from the rim of the tub and screamed. Her cunt convulsed against her son’s balls, and her clit felt as if it, was exploding from her body. The rippling of her orgasm shot up her stomach to her tits.
She screamed time and again with the intense sensations of her orgasm and each time her cunt contracted, her asshole squeezed her son’s cock hard. And each squeeze of her asshole seemed to suck more squirts of hot juice out of is balls.
As Tony weakened, her asshole kept a grip on his cock until it was soft and limp. As he pulled it out, there was a soft plopping sound.
CHAPTER SIX
As the days went by, Wendy became more and more satisfied with her son, with his ability to fuck her three and four times a day, sometimes five. His cock seemed tireless, and he wanted her constantly. Wendy made herself available to her son, not just for him, but because she had a growing need to have his cock in her. Also, her father was on her mind more than ever, and she relived her early years with him, able to remember almost every detail of the things they had done with each other. Even now, she could remember what his cock looked like, so long and thick and beautifully hard. She could recall the slit in the head, the great spurts of creamy juice that came from his hairy balls. If only she could return to those days, she told herself, it would be different. She would make sure her father fucked her, take his cock into her cunt and give him better and more satisfying sensations.
But those days were gone, she thought. Now her father lived alone in the house she had grown up in, still very active with work. She knew he did not have a girlfriend, that he wasn’t interested in finding himself a new wife. She thought how lonely he must be, rambling about in the house and maybe… she grinned to herself. Maybe he was jerking off all the time, fantasizing about coming on her stomach, or maybe even putting his cock into her cunt and fucking her now.
She had talked to her father on the phone almost each week, and visited with him four, or five times a month. They never mentioned the things they had done when she was young. However, it was there between them.
Wendy was sure her father wanted her, her body. It had been so many years since she last saw or touched his cock.
By the time her son came home, Wendy was in a high state of arousal. The memories of her father, and her fantasies of fucking him, had created a bubbling wetness between her legs and had her clit quivering with feeling. She was ready to push her son onto the floor and straddle him and fuck him wildly, but she held herself in check until he had his afternoon snack. He had been out all afternoon, playing football, and was sweaty and dirt smeared. He ate before taking a shower, but she had insisted he at least wash his hands and face. She watched him eat, her chin cupped in a hand, her face expressing her delight at having him back home.
“How was practice?” she asked.
“Pretty good,” he replied. “I think we have a good chance to win our next game.”
Wendy wore a soft, fuzzy lightweight sweater, and as she watched him, she toyed with the neck, pulling it downward and then replacing it. Her nipples were outlined against the sweater, and Tony looked at them often while eating. Wendy hooked a finger into the neck of the sweater and pulled it downward, letting one nipple peek at her son.
“Got the hots, Mom?” he teased.
“I’ve always got the hots, and you know it,” she smiled back at him.
Tony finished eating and grinned at her.
“Where are you hottest, Mom?”
“The usual place,” she replied, sliding her tit completely free, toying with the rigid nipple. “Between my legs. You know.”
“You mean that woolly little slit?”
“I mean that hairy cunt,” she emphasized. “Oh? Your pussy!” he said. “That’s nice, Mom. A hot pussy is always nice to be around.”
“Oh, it is, is it?” She pulled her other tit free, and sat with them both revealed. “And what is so nice about a hot pussy… if you don’t do anything with it?”
“Who’s not going to do anything with it?” he asked.
“Do you have plans for my cunt?”
“Well, I can think of a few.”
“Like what?”
“I could feel it… touch it and play with it. I love to feel how soft and wet and hot your cunt is, Mom.”
