Kathy Andrews Collection, page 590
She didn’t hesitate at his bedroom door. She turned the knob and threw it open.
“Mom!” Frank yelped, turning his back to her quickly.
But he had not been fast enough to prevent her from seeing his pumping fist on his cock.
She strode quickly toward him and, pulling at his shoulder, forced her son onto his bed. Frank resisted, but not strongly. When she had him on his back, his cock still stood up straight and hard, his balls loaded. She stared at his balls. They reminded her of her brother’s balls when he was young.
As she stared down at his cock, it started to wilt.
“Oh no you don’t!” she hissed, and grabbed her son’s cock tightly, squeezing it hard. She pumped her son’s cock a few quick tight strokes. “Seeing me made you hard, huh, Frank? You wanted to do something with this hard-on, didn’t you?”
“Aw, Mom, I didn’t mean to spy on you,” he said, wondering what was going on. He had never seen his mother this way before. He had never seen her naked, nor had he ever seen her looking so strange. Her eyes seemed as if they were on fire, her face was flushed and she was breathing awfully fast so that her naked tits moved up and down. Although he was embarrassed about being caught, about his mother holding his cock so tightly, he couldn’t turn his eyes from her naked body, either.
Linda felt her son’s cock burning her hand. She pulled upward on it tightly, watching his creamy cockhead bulge, his piss hole open, the wetness that seeped out of it. She ran her tongue over her lips, and her other hand slipped between her thighs again. Frank gulped as he watched his mother rub her fingers back and forth on her cunt, and his cock vibrated with a powerful hardness in her fist.
“So big and hard,” Linda moaned, her eyes smoldering as she pumped her fist on his young prick. “So very hard!”
“Mom, what are you gonna do?”
“What am I going to do?” she asked, as if not really hearing him. “I don’t know what I’m going to do.”
She pulled the fingers between her thighs upward, and Frank watched the pink wetness of his mother’s cunt. He thought for sure he was going to come in his mother’s hand then and there. His balls became very tight, and he groaned. His hips lifted pushing his cock into her hand as it pressed downward. He wanted to touch his mother’s cunt, touch her beautiful tits, feel them. But he wasn’t sure what be was supposed to do. He had never seen his mother this way before, and he was almost afraid. What she was doing with his cock felt very good, better than ever before, and he didn’t want her to stop.
“SO hard and hot!” Linda whispered, excitement dripping from her voice. “Damn, Frank, your cock is so hard!”
Frank wanted to giggle when he heard his mother say that, but the sound was more like a choke than anything.
Linda let out a squeal, and pounded her tight fist up and down on her son’s young cock vigorously, the edge of her hand slapping downward, her palm covering his smoothly swollen prickhead on the upstroke. The seeping juices of his cock smeared her palm, making her fist slippery. She raced her fist up and down, gurgling with hot hunger, her eyes blurring. Her lips were parted and her tongue licked them feverishly.
“You want to come, don’t you, Frank?” she purred in a throaty voice. “You need to come, don’t you? Do your balls hurt, Frank? Does your cock feel like it’s going to burst?”
“Mom!” he gasped, arching his hips upward. “Ohhhh, Mom, that feels so good!”
“Peek at me, will you? Sneak in and watch me undress, will you? You like to see girls, Frank? Do you like to watch girls without their clothes on?”
“Mom, I didn’t…”
“Shut up!” she hissed, pounding at his hard cock almost frantically. “Shut up! Don’t say anything else, Frank!”
Frank fell silent, his breath coming out in soft, snorting sounds. He wanted to watch his mother’s fist on his cock, but he wanted to look at her hairy cunt more. He wanted to touch it, feel it, but wasn’t sure she would let him. Just because she was jacking his cock didn’t mean she would let him feel her cunt. His mother acted strange sometimes.
“Ahhhhhh! Ohhhhhhh!” Linda moaned, ramming her fist up and down very fast, from the base of her son’s cock to the head. “Oooooh, nice and hard! So hot and hard!”
Frank couldn’t stop the words.
“Are you gonna jack me off, Mom?”
CHAPTER TWO
Linda jerked her hand from his cock.
She saw her son’s contorted face, saw his hungry desire in his young eyes.
“No, I am not going to jack you off,” she said.
Linda had had enough jacking off. She had watched her brother jack off all those years, had watched him squirt come juice every place but where she wanted it. She had shown Brett her cunt all those times for his pleasure as he pounded on his cock.
If only her brother could see her now, she thought. Maybe he would be sorry for all those wasted years, those years when he could have fucked her instead of jacking off.
“Want to fuck me again, darling?” she mewled.
“Really, Mom?” Frank gasped. “I mean, I can really do it again?”
Linda chuckled, a very lewd sound. “If your cock is hard, I’d love to have it in my cunt again.”
Frank got to his knees, his cock straining outward. “See, Mom! It’s hard again! Let me put it back in you, Mom!”
“Take your pants off,” she murmured throatily. “Take them off and it will be better.”
She watched her son tearing at his pants feverishly. She spread her knees wide for him, her hairy cunt fully exposed. Frank stared into it as he hurried out of his jeans, tossing them to the floor.
Linda giggled. “You still have your sneakers on.”
With a faint blush, Frank jerked his shoes off and they flew across the room.
“Now, Mom?”
“Your T-shirt,” she purred, fondling her tits. “I want everything off, darling! I want you naked, beautifully naked, this time.”
She sat there, and her hands lowered from her swollen tits. She rested her palms on her thighs, looking down into her son’s startled face.
“No, I’m not going to jack you off,” she said in a low voice. “I’m going to fuck you!”
“Mom, really!” Frank gasped.
“You just watch me!”
Leaning over, her tits dangling almost in her son’s face, bracing her upper body by placing her hands on each side of his shoulders, Linda began fucking him furiously.
Her ass lifted and lowered, the searing lips of her cunt riding up and down her son’s throbbing cock. She felt the sensation of stretching, as if her pussy had not been filled in years and years. She cried out with pleasure, her clit again swollen and very sensitive, scraped along the intensely hard shaft of her son’s cock.
“Ohhhhh, God, it’s wonderful!” she hissed, twisting her ass wantonly, ramming her cunt up and down. “So fucking good, Frank! Ahhhh, I’m going to fuck you and fuck you and fuck you! I’m… I’m on fire, Frank! I need this! I need this so much! I need a hard cock… me! Oohhh, Frank, fuck me! Please, fuck me!”
Frank couldn’t believe this was happening. His mother’s naked tits were almost in his face, her nipples very tight and hard, and she was bouncing her ass up and down, fucking his cock with her juicy cunt. It was better than when Peggy jacked his cock, so much better. He banged his fists onto the bed at his mother’s knees, gritting his teeth.
Linda pounded faster and faster, her cunt rubbing on his cock. Her eyes rolled and closed, opened and bulged. Her lips remained parted and her wet tongue slipped over them. She gasped and cried out as she rammed downward, taking her son’s cock very deep into the satiny heat of her inflamed cunt. She hardly felt the open fly of his pants on the tender tissues of her hairlined cunt. All she felt was the intense ecstasy of his hard cock inside her hungry cunt. She could feel her son’s cock throb, feel his rounded cockhead sliding along the soft tightness of her cunt.
She slowed her wild bouncing and tried to fuck slowly, but the sensations drove her on. She swung her ass about, grinding as hard as she could onto his cock, mewling and sobbing as the rapture increased, intensifying until it seemed as if every inch at her naked body was on fire. She swung her head about, her rich auburn hair flying around her contorting face. Her pussy clasped her son’s cock tightly, nibbling at it as she stabbed herself with it.
“Ohhhh, God, Frank? Ohhhh, my God! It’s so good, baby! It’s been so long since I’ve had a cock… a decent fuck! Ahhh, fuck me, Frank! Fuck Mother! I want it, need it!”
Frank grabbed his mother’s thighs, his fingers digging into her satiny flesh. He arched his hips up, meeting the downward thrust of her cunt. His balls felt as if her ass was pounding, smashing, then. He wanted to come badly now, yet something was holding it back.
“Mom, I think… I might…”
“Yes!” Linda screamed. “Oh, God, yes!” Frank didn’t know what she meant. He was about to come and didn’t know what to do about it. He was afraid his mother would be mad at him if he came, especially inside her pussy. Someone had told him a guy shouldn’t ever come in a girl’s cunt, but Frank didn’t learn the reason for that. But the way his cock felt right now, whoever had told him that was full of shit.
Linda’s cunt was vibrating, swelling, her clit so distended, it ached. She was approaching her second orgasm very quickly, and this time it came along slowly, allowing her to enjoy that most beautiful feeling in the world.
She rammed her cunt down onto her son’s cock, smashing there, whipping her ass about in a feverish frenzy. She cried out as the feeling grew until it was all she felt, nothing else.
With a scream, she began to grind on her son’s cock, her hip movements lewd and frantic.
“I’m going to come!” she screamed. “Ohhhh, God! I’m going to come… come so fucking hard!”
Frank gripped his mother’s thighs, his balls churning, so full he had to do something, and soon.
Then he did do something.
He came, right inside his mother’s squeezing cunt.
“Ohhh, shoot it to me!” Linda yelled when she felt her son’s cock unleash the hot squirt of his comejuice. “Give it all to me! Come in me! Give Mother’s cunt your sweet, hot come juice! Oooooh, spurt it, baby, spurt it!”
Linda’s cunt pulled at her son’s gushing cock, her hairy pussy lips gripping and flexing, squeezing the juices from big boiling young balls. She sat upright again, jerking her cunt back and forth as she dug into her firm tits again, her nipples bulging from between her fingers. She lifted her head to the ceiling, and screamed out the intensity of her ecstasy.
Frank, who had been shoving his cock upward, his ass lifted from the bed, slumped, gasping heavily, feeling his mother’s cunt still grabbing at his cock. His balls weren’t full now, and didn’t hurt anymore. He wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do. He lay there, his young body tingling, to see what his mother would do or say. He was half afraid she would blame him for it.
Linda sat on her son for some time, her body slowly calming down. She felt his cock softening inside her cunt, and her hairy pussy lips squeezed it just before she lifted herself. She sat on his bed, leaning against the headboard. She drew her knees up, resting her chin on them, gazing down at his cock. The way his cock and balls hung out of his open fly excited her. She could see the wetness of her cunt on the cloth of his fly, and smiled to herself. She felt the need for more, satisfied but not satisfied. Fucking her son, coming so hard for the first time in her life without using her own fingers, it was like a door swinging wide-open, inviting her to enter into the world she knew was there, but had never found.
Frank lay on his back, staring up. He wondered if he should stuff his cock and balls back into his pants, or leave them out this way. He just didn’t know what his mother wanted him to do. He felt almost ashamed of lying there with his cock soft. He wouldn’t feel ashamed if it was hard, he felt. But what could a guy do with a soft cock besides take a piss? Girls liked cocks that wore hard, he figured. And his mother was a girl, wasn’t she? Didn’t she just fuck him? He wanted to talk to her, ask if he could fuck her again. But he lay still, his young body shaking.
Linda gazed at her son. He wore a T-shirt, but it was halfway up his chest now. She saw his belly button just above the waist of his jeans. But she gazed at his cock and balls more than anything else. His prick was wet with the juices of her cunt, and his balls, looking so small right now, were wet, too. Her palms tingled with the urge to caress them, to feel them. She resisted the urge, understanding her son’s sudden shyness.
“Frank,” she said, her voice a low whisper. “Did I frighten you?”
For a moment he didn’t reply, then he nodded his head. “A little, Mom.”
“Are you still frightened?”
“Not very much,” he said.
“Do you want to know what made me do that?”
“If you want to tell me,” he replied.
“I saw you earlier,” Linda told him. “I saw what you and Peggy were doing. I saw your Uncle Brett on the floor, too, watching you.”
Frank trembled.
“I… well, gosh. Mom. I mean… Uncle Brett said it was okay.”
“I know all about your Uncle Brett,” Linda said. “I should have known what he would do.”
Frank wanted to ask his mother about that, but he didn’t know how.
“Honey,” Linda said, her voice soft now. “I don’t really care what you do with your cousin. I understand about those things. If Peggy wants you to touch her, feel her up, I don’t mind.”
“Nothing happened, really, Mom,” he said. “I just put my hands inside her panties and touched it, and she rubbed me. Uncle Frank told us we could do it, so I thought…”
“I know, baby,” she whispered. “It’s okay, I said. I’m sorry I frightened you, though.”
They were quiet for a minute or so. “Frank… have you seen Peggy? I mean, with her panties off?”
Frank shook his head. “Just her panties, Mom.”
“And you liked it, didn’t you?”
“Oh, yeah!”
“But… you liked seeing me better?” Frank swallowed.
“When you came home, and saw me in my room,” Linda said. “You really liked seeing me best of all, didn’t you?”
“Well, gosh… Mom, you’re so beautiful!”
Linda laughed, a low, husky sound. “At your age, any girl, any naked girl, is beautiful. Especially if she fucks you.”
Frank turned onto his stomach, and found his face at his mother’s feet. Linda spread them apart, and Frank’s eyes glazed over as he stared at his mother’s cunt. Linda ran her fingers through her soft pussy hair, up and down. With two fingers, she spread the lips of her pussy open, and Frank swallowed hard, his eyes bulging out.
“Do you like it?” she whispered, touching her clit tenderly. “Do you like to see a pussy, see Mother’s cunt?”
“Wow, Mom!” he gasped, his cock tingling and starting to get hard again.
“Makes your little cock hard, huh, baby?” she purred, seeing his ass tighten inside his jeans. “Does this make your cock tingle and want to get very hard?”
“Oh, does it, Mom! It’s very pretty!”
“Oh, is it?” she purred, sliding her finger along her clit. “Is it really pretty?”
“Gosh, yes!” Frank grunted, his eyes glazed. “I like that hair and how wet it is and how it’s so hot on me!”
“Hot on your cock, right?”
“Oh, boy, is it!”
Linda spread her cunt open for him, watching his face, smiling in a wanton way.
All she could remember was him jacking off, denying her the pleasure of having his hard-on. She remembered the years of sexual frustration as she grew, of how eager she was to get married. She remembered how her ex-husband had looked at her that first night, his disgust at her greedy appetites on his face. She remembered the torment of her years of marriage. She was not going to be denied her desires again.
She didn’t say anything.
She jumped onto her son’s bed, straddling his hips. While her son gasped in surprise, Linda rammed her juicy cunt down onto his cock hard and fast. As his prick penetrated her boiling cunt, her eyes closed and a soft cry came out of her throat. To her surprise, she began to come immediately.
Gasping with delight, she smashed the burning lips of her cunt against the roughness of her son’s pants, her cunt clasping his cock with wild tremors of orgasm. Her clit exploded, throbbing hotly, and she clutched her tits as she sat upright, impaled on her son’s cock. Her almost naked body shivered as she dug harshly into her tits, a soft scream boiling from her throat. Her orgasm was so swift, so hot and tight, she almost didn’t enjoy it. Then, as fast as she came, it receded. Her cunt pulsated about his cock as Frank ripped his T-shirt as he hurried to peel it over his head, and it landed someplace on the floor.
“Mmmmm, much better,” Linda purred as her eyes moved up and down her son’s body. His cock strained out, aimed at her, jerking slightly. She moved toward him, cupping her tits and offering them to his face. “Want to suck these, honey?”
“Ohhh, Mom!” Frank moaned, and rammed his mouth to one of his mother’s offered tits. He closed his lips about it, sucking very hard, his tongue lapping greedily.
“Ahhhh, baby, that’s nice,” Linda purred, feeling the strong suction of his hot, wet mouth. “Mmmmm, suck hard, Frank! Suck Mother’s tits real hard! Oooooh, you know what that does to me? It makes my cunt hot and wet and feel good!”
She held his face tight into her tit. Frank tried to pull every inch of his mother’s satiny tit into his mouth, trying to swallow it. He moaned with pleasure, his hot breath searing her flesh. Linda gurgled and ran her hands about his body, feeling him, cupping the cheeks of his ass and squeezing, then holding his cock and balls with both hands. She listened to her son’s hungry, wet sounds on her tit, and felt him trembling. She released his cock and balls, grasped his right wrist and slid his hand down to her cunt. She curled her son’s fingers into her burning cunt, pressing at the back of his hand, making it tight on her pussy.
