Kathy opened her legs wide, sliding her body to the end of the tub. She parted her softly haired cunt, her legs climbing up the stall.

The water from the faucet splashed down upon her pussy, and she purred softly. Adjusting her hips, she caught the force of the water on her clitoris, her breath catching suddenly. Pulling at the puffy lips of her cunt, she held it wide open. The water splashed over her rigid clit and down along the slit. She began to moan and writhe her shapely ass against the wall of the tub.

After a moment, she positioned her cunt so the water would sting her inflamed clitoris, then she drew her hands along her smooth flesh, up to her tits. For a moment she teased herself, pulling and twisting at her nipples while the water agitated her cunt.

Pulling up on one tit, she dipped her chin down and ran her tongue about the long, hard nipple. With soft whimpers of pleasure, she licked at each nipple, her tongue swirling with wet heat. She lifted her hips and felt the water flow over the lips of her cunt, down to her asshole.

With a soft cry, she closed her lips about a nipple and began to suck, gently at first. As her pussy tingled, she wiggled to feel the water splash on her clitoris, then the open lips, and back to her clitoris again. Her lips, pulling at her nipple, began to suck harder, with more frenzy, her tongue swirling in hot circles. She closed her eyes as the rapture increased.

One hand left her tit, rushing downward, past her hip. She closed her fingers on the cheek of her tight ass, squeezing, digging. She started making gasping sounds, her lips pulling hard at her nipple, her hips moving from side to side.

The water, quite hot, streamed over her cunt and seemed to fill it. She arched her crotch up higher, and the water gushed against her asshole.

Her fantasy intensified, as it always did when she was close to coming.

The faucet was not a faucet any longer, but a cock. It was a thick, long, beautiful cock, and it was raining golden piss onto her bubbling cunt and squeezing asshole.

She came.

Then as the orgasm peaked, her ass lowered into the tub, her nipple slipping out of her mouth. She lay breathing deeply, the fantasy fading.

She wanted more. One orgasm was never enough. But she didn’t have time.

A soft shudder went though her lovely body, and she sat up in the tub. Plugging the drain, she sprinkled bath oil into the water. Kathy tried to come at least twice a day, knowing that if she didn’t, she would feel irritable. While the tub filled, she sat and fondled her cunt, sliding her lingers up and down the fiery lips. She wondered if she could use a finger or two quickly and come once more. She began to slide two fingers into her pussy, then she jerked her hand away, swinging her arms over her naked tits.

“Jim!”

Jim had walked into the bathroom unexpectedly.

He stopped, frozen, staring at his mother. Kathy’s face turned pink as she stared back at her son.

Jim had never walked in on her before. But then, Kathy had always locked the bathroom door before.

While her son stood staring at her nipple, Kathy found herself staring at the front of his cut-off jeans. Her voice refused to work, and she swallowed, feeling a throbbing between her legs. She stared as her son’s cock grew, hardening. She couldn’t take her eyes from it. She found it fascinating, seeing his prick thicken and swell. Then the pink cock-head emerged. Kathy’s cunt seemed to draw inward suddenly, her clit tingling.

Jim finally turned his gaze from her nipple.

Kathy had her knees ran up, and the water was only a few inches deep so far. She gasped when her son moved toward the tub. When he stood close, looking down at her, she could reach out and touch the head of his cock. That was all she could see, just the head, but it sent wild, burning shivers of desire through her. She saw his piss-hole, saw it gleaming with seeping juices. It seemed to be trying to lift upward, but the cut-offs held it down.

Jim looked at his mother’s face, and Kathy finally lifted her eyes to his. She licked her lips again, and then her son did something that was totally out of character for him.

He drew the leg of his cut-offs up, and his cock lifted free. She saw it only for a quick moment before he turned his back to her, facing the toilet. Her eyes moved over his ass, thinking how compact and tight it was. Then she heard him pissing into the toilet.

“Jim,” she said, her voice a bare whisper. “Let me watch you.”

Without hesitation, her son turned and moved to the other side of the toilet, holding his cock at the base. His prick was only half hard now, but Kathy’s eyes were fixed upon it with hungry heat. The golden piss spurted from his cock, tinkling into the toilet bowl. Kathy stared hard as her son stood pissing, unashamed.

“My God,” she whispered, her cunt twitching as she drew her knees back to her tits. Her arms slipped about her legs, hugging them against her titties. Her eyes were bright as she stared at his cock. Jim could see the dark shadow of his mother’s cunt-hair as the water deepened. “Ohhhh, my God!”

Kathy could not prevent the sudden clutch of an orgasm. She felt her clit throb, felt her pussylips clutching as if it had a cock inside. The contractions rippled about her cunt, causing her to tremble. Her eyes never moved from her son’s cock. Seeing him piss excited her beyond her fantasies. Her orgasm didn’t fade, but increased, thrilling her with a series of orgasms that blistered her flesh. Her ass writhed on the bottom of the tub, and she made soft, squealing sounds, her eyes slitted with ecstasy.

The golden stream lost force, and stopped gushing. She gazed hotly as his piss slowed and dribbled, then stopped together.

Jim, staring boldly at his mother, shook his cock, sending a few drops flying. Kathy’s cunt tightened, making her sob softly. Slowly she straightened and lowered her long legs in the tub, not covering her tits this time. Jim stared hard at his mother’s tits. They were full and firm, flawless in shape. Her nipples were quite long, rubbery in hardness. His cock lifted again, swelling back to full hardness. He didn’t shove it into his cut-offs, but stood and pointed his cock at his mother.

“That was… wonderful,” Kathy whispered, her face still flushed. “It was beautiful, darling. Very beautiful.”

Jim offered a small smile, his eyes still on his mother’s revealed tits, his cock jerking in hardness, his piss-hole glistening once more with seeping juices.

“Play with it,” Kathy whimpered throatily. “Play with it for me, Jim.”

Without hesitation, Jim closed his fist about his cock and began to pump, while staring at his mother’s tits. Beneath his pumping hand, Kathy saw one of her son’s balls slide into view. She caught her breath, sliding a hand between her thighs and pressing it against her boiling cunt, legs closed together.

“Does it feel good?” she whispered, her voice hoarse and very low. “Does it make you feel very good, Jim?”

Jim nodded, his fist moving back and forth. Kathy gazed at the head of his cock, watching his fist cover it, then expose it. She wanted to reach out, to shove the crotch of his cut-offs to one side, to expose his young balls, but she was afraid. She was afraid it would break the spell they were both caught in. She was afraid if the spell was broken, her son would run away with embarrassment.

Staring at her son’s cock, watching his fist move back and forth, Kathy lifted her hand and closed it about her tit. She lifted her tit to her mouth and swirled her tongue around the nipple, her eyes blazing on his cock and fist. She kept her legs clamped together, hiding her fiery cunt from her son’s eyes.

Jim’s legs trembled as her jerked on his cock, his eyes glazed and fixed upon his mother’s tit, watching her suck her nipple. His balls became tight, swollen. His fist speeded up.

“Ohhh, you’re going to do it!” Kathy moaned hotly, her tongue swirling about her nipple, her eyes smoldering on the head of his cock.

“Yeah!” Jim grunted, his hips pushing forward, his fist racing back and forth.

“Do it!”

“I am!”

“Now!”

Almost as if on command, thick, creamy come-juice squirted from the head of her son’s cock. The force was such that the come-juice spattered upon Kathy’s hand, the one holding her tit up. She squealed, watching the come juice spew out of his prick. Her cunt became tight, and she was coming, too. The back of her hand tingled with Jim’s dripping come-juice, and she squeezed her tit hard. Squirt after squirt of come juice shot from Jim’s cock, each one splashing against her flesh. It was on her hand, her lower arm, and the rest landed on her quivering, naked stomach.

Jim squeezed his prick, drawing downward on it, and the final bubble of creamy come juice clung to the piss hole for a moment, then dropped into the tub.

“That was beautiful, Jim,” Kathy gasped.

Jim stuffed his cock into his cut-offs. Kathy wanted to tell him to let that lovely cock dangle free, openly, so she could see it. But she said nothing.

Jim turned and left, showing no embarrassment.

Kathy leaned back in the tub, the water now covering her body. She held her hand up, gazing at Jim’s come-juice. It glistened wetly, still hot. She drew her hand to her face, smelling his come-juice. The tip of her tongue flicked outward, and she ran it through the wetness. The taste of her son’s come-juice filled her mouth. She licked the back of her hand almost feverishly moaning softly. The taste was sweet, hot, burning at her throat as she swallowed.

Turning the faucet off, Kathy slowly began to bathe.

A fantasy she had enjoyed for years had finally happened.

Ever since she had been a very little girl, ever since she had seen a man pissing near a tree, she had fantasized about watching a man piss. The thought of seeing a cock pissing was enough to make her cunt bubble. She had, for years, used the faucet of her bathtub, pretending it was a cock, a lovely cock, pissing upon her cunt, upon her asshole.

Now, she had watched a cock taking a piss. After all these years of fantasizing about it, she had watched a cock pissing, and up close. The fact that it was her son taking a piss enhanced her pleasure.

Kathy was forty, divorced for almost two years. She had such wild, delicious fantasies, and she had wanted to share them, but her ex-husband’s ego had been a fragile thing. He would not have understood. Certainly he would not have helped her act out those fantasies. He was an in-and-out man, a man who felt a cock belonged in a woman’s cunt and no place else. If a woman wanted anything besides a straight fuck, he considered her to be weird, perverted, disgusting.

So Kathy had suffered through the marriage, indulging in her fantasies for satisfaction. She seldom came when her husband fucked her, but always pretended she had. Then, when he was asleep at her side, with her cunt on fire, Kathy would play with her pussy and dream of wild, erotic, wanton fucking where anything could happen.

When he left her for a younger woman, Kathy was almost relieved.

Once he was gone, she could indulge herself as long and as noisily as she wanted in the privacy of her bedroom.

Now, she climbed from the tub, pulling the drain plug.

Kathy was tall, slender, a woman who made men drool. Her tits were perfect in size and shape, as tight and high as they had been when she was leading the cheering sections in high school at football games. Her waist was narrow and her stomach flat. Her hips were round, with long slim thighs. The soft hair on her cunt was thick and silky. She was an auburn-haired woman, a deep, rich auburn color, with green eyes, small nose and full, moist lips. Her body was creamy, lightly tanned, with tan lines on her hips and tits.

Draping a huge towel around her nakedness, she stepped into the hall and to her room. She knew she was beautiful, but she wasn’t vain about it. She knew men followed her with their eyes, dreaming how would be to slide their cocks into her tight, slippery cunt. Long ago, a boyfriend had told her she was a walking wet dream, and it had delighted her.

Kathy was also a crotch-watcher.

She looked at every man’s crotch. She wondered about the size and shape of a man’s cock behind his pants, if his balls were big and hairy, loaded with delicious, boiling come-juice. It particularly delighted her, if she saw a man with a hard-on.

Once, about five years ago, she had seen, a man with a lovely bulge in his tight pants, and she had gazed openly at it, thinking how nice it would be to shove her hand inside his pants, right there in public, and stroke his cock, make him come in her hand. Of course, she never gave in to any such impulse, but it was exciting to think about doing it.

She sat on her bed, the towel still draped about her. She had to dress if she wanted to get Jim there on time. Each weekend, she had to drive him across town to spend two days with his father. She had tried to get his father to pick Jim up, but he refused. Once, his present wife did come and pick Jim up, but Kathy didn’t like that very much. The woman was about ten years younger than Kathy, a very beautiful blonde. And Kathy was a little jealous of her because Jim seemed to like his stepmother.

Standing up, she found a lightweight, sleeveless sweater, and she pulled it on. She started to slip into a new pair of pantyhose, but decided it was too hot for those. She rummaged about in her dresser, searching through her panties and bra. She was amazed that all her panties were designed for one reason only — to excite and arouse. They were all skimpy, whispy bits of nothing, but she had no one to wear them for… no one to see her in them.

She held up a smoky piece of material, a very flimsy pair of panties.

With a shrug, she stuffed them back into the drawer and moved to her closet. She lifted out a lemon-yellow skirt, tight, with buttons all the way up the left side. It was designed for a woman to be as bold as she dared, and Kathy placed it on her bed, wondering how bold she would be today.

She stood and brushed hr hair, wearing only the light sweater. Her tits strained at the material, her nipples pressing forward. From the waist down, she was deliciously naked.

A smile came over her face and she winked at herself in the mirror. She grinned. She looked down at her naked lower body.

“Why not?” she whispered. “It would only be fair.”

She gave her ass a saucy twist and stepped to her bedroom door. She opened it and peered down the hall. She could hear the television going, but she could not see her son.

For a teasing, delicious moment, Kathy stepped out into the hall, feeling wicked to be naked from her waist down.

“Jim?”

“Yes, Mother?”

“Are you ready to go?”

“Yes, I’m ready.”

“Jim, would you come here for a minute?” Kathy called, her voice shaking with anticipation.

CHAPTER TWO

When she heard him, Kathy stepped back into her roam. She sat on her bed, facing the door, her hands resting on the mattress and her knees closed. She was shaking with anticipation, with growing pleasure. She was breathing excitedly as she waited, her tits lifting and falling as her cunt steamed. She gazed at the door she had left open.

Jim stood there, his eyes widening as he saw his mother wearing only the tight sweater and nothing else. His eyes moved about her body, from her straining tits to her knees, then back again, making the trip several times.

Kathy watched the front of his cut-offs. The thought came into her mind that Sandy, Jim’s stepmother, could get a glimpse of his cock if she looked right at it. The idea of Jim’s stepmother seeing his cock the way she had in the bathroom made her feel jealous.

“Look, darling,” she whispered, slowly parting her knees.

Jim gasped.

His mother sat on the edge of the bed, her knees open. He saw her dark cunt-hair, but not the pink wetness of her cunt… not yet.

Kathy sat that way for a long time, watching his cock swell inside his cut-offs. She wanted to see that lovely, smooth cock-head peek out at her as it had before. The bulge of his swollen cock pressed out, the length outlined.

“Do you like it?” Kathy whispered.

“Yeah, Mother!” Jim grunted, his young body shaking as he stared at the soft curls of her pussy.

“Is it pretty?” Kathy asked in a thickening voice.

“It sure, is, Mother!”

“You’ve never seen one before, have you?”

Kathy asked.

Jim shook his head, his cock throbbing very hard inside his cut-offs.

“In the bathroom,” Kathy whispered. “Was that fun for you, baby? I mean, peeing while I watched, then… you know, pulling your… tossing it off?”

Jim giggled. “Tossing off?”

“Yes, honey,” she purred. “Pumping your… jerking it off?”

“Jacking off, Mother?” Jim asked, his eyes hot and bold.

“Oh yes!” Kathy mewled. “Jacking off! Did you enjoy jacking off while I watched you?”

Jim swallowed, nodding his head. His mother’s long, slim thighs and hairy cunt made his balls ache. Seeing her sitting there wearing just that sweater, her knees parted just open enough so he could see those dark hairs disappearing beneath her ass, sent his cock almost into spasms.

With her eyes burning on his straining, hidden cock, Kathy whispered throatily, “I love to watch a boy jack off, Jim.”

Jim’s knees shook.

“I love to see a guy piss, and jack off,” Kathy went on, watching her son’s obvious desire for her body.

Kathy’s cunt throbbed, her juices soaking the cover on her bed. Exposing her cunt was more thrilling than she had fantasized about. She wondered if she was about to come. Her cunt certainly felt like it.

She opened her legs more.

The pink lips of her cunt now showed, glistening with juicy wetness. Her clit peaked up, knotted.

“Take it out!” she hissed. “I want to see your cock!”

Jim’s hand jerked at the crotch of his cut-offs. His cock swung free, pointing outward in exciting hardness, the head swollen and smooth. Kathy stared at it, watching a silvery drop of juice fall from his piss-hole.

“Now is it pretty?” she asked huskily, her knees held wide apart. “Can you see it all? Does it give you ideas, Jim? Does seeing this make you want to you know, jack off again?”

Jim nodded, his fist squeezing his cock, making the head bulge so sweetly.

“Rub it, honey,” she hissed. “Rub it and look at Mother!”

Jim complied, moving his fist back and forth on his cock.

“Show me your… balls,” Kathy whispered. “I want to see your balls, too, Jim.”

Jim drew the crotch of his cut-offs aside, and his beautiful, young balls came free. Kathy gasped as she gazed at them. She opened her knees wide, very wide, her ass perched on the very edge of the bed. The pink lips of her cunt were open to her son’s eyes, juicy and seeping, making the curves of her succulent ass slippery. Her clit strained outward, throbbing hotly.

Leaning back on one arm, Kathy lifted her right foot and placed it on the bed, leaving the other on the floor. Her legs were very wide apart, and she slowly moved her fingers to her cunt, her eyes burning on her son’s pumping fist. Being watched by her son, while he jacked on his cock, sent fire racing through her body. She slipped her fingers through the mass of pussy-hair, then she began to rub two fingers along the sides of her distended clit.

“You do it, too, Mother?” Jim asked, his voice coming in gasps because his fist was jerking faster on his cock.

“Ohhh, all the time!” she moaned softly, sliding a finger downward and dipping it into her cunt, working it in and out, then back up to her inflamed clitoris. “I do it all the time, Jim!”

“Wow, that’s… good, Mother!”

“Oh, it is!” she squealed tightly, lifting her crotch upward and twisting her naked hips, two fingers agitating her clit swiftly, then slowing down. “It’s wonderful! It feels so good to do this.”

Her eyes burned on his beautiful balls, watching them swing back and forth as he jerked his cock.

“You can come closer, darling,” she said softly. “You can come in close and look at me. Come on… don’t be afraid, baby. I want you in close so you can see everything, so I can see everything.”

Jim came in, walking stiffly, still pulling and pushing at his cock. He stood about two feet from his mother, watching her fingers rubbing and feeling that juicy cunt.

“Can you smell me?” she asked. “Can you smell that delicious scent, Jim I love to smell it when it’s so hot and wet!”

Jim could, indeed, smell the odor of his mother’s hot cunt. It was subtle, clean, exciting. He watched the cunt-juices being whipped up by her fingers.

Kathy wanted to grab her son’s swinging balls, hold them and squeeze them, help make him come. She hoped he would squirt that creamy come-juice onto her thighs, maybe on her cunt. She had always wanted to feel a cock gushing onto her cunt and inner thighs for a very long time.

She was exposing her cunt to her son, rubbing her cunt as he watched, and he was jacking off so she could see everything. Her cunt seemed hotter and wetter than when she fantasized, and her fingers made soft, wet sounds as she rubbed up and down on the puffy lips of her pussy.

“Oooo, jack it, Jim!” she moaned, twisting her hips, arching up and down as her fingers danced about the wetness. “Jack that beautiful cock off for Mother! Jerk it… pull it… you have a beautiful, hard, cock, darling!”

The heat grew inside of Kathy, and as it consumed her, she began saying things to her son, things she would not have voiced an hour ago.

“Suck a lovely, hard cock, Jim! Jack off, baby! Jack your beautiful cock off for Mother! Ooooh, watch me play with my pussy! Watch Mother play with her pretty, hairy, wet cunt!”

“Mother, you’re beautiful!” Jim gasped. “Tell me!” she hissed. “Tell me how beautiful I am! Tell me how wet my cunt is!”

“It’s wet, Mother!” Jim groaned, pumping his cock faster! “You have a pretty pussy and it’s so wet! I like your cunt, Mother!”

“Ohhhh, baby!” Kathy sobbed, her eyes slitting as she came. Her cunt contracted about her fingers, her hips jerking. The orgasm burned hotly through her body, her cunt sucking inward with a strong spasm. “Mother’s pretty cunt is ohhhh, my cunt is coming, Jim!”

Kathy’s fingers agitated her spasming clit furiously, her hips jerking and then pressing at her hand. Her face tightened as she gasped loudly. Jim, his mother came for a long time, but to Kathy it didn’t last nearly long enough.

“Mmm, that was good,” Kathy purred softly, her eyes still smoldering and slitted. She held her knees up pose and gazed at her son’s prick. “Can you think of something… something you’d like to do, honey?”

Jim pounded on his cock furiously, his hips jutting forward, gasping heavily. He stared at his mother’s cunt as she drew her fingers up into the soft hair again.

Kathy turned slowly on the bed until she had her feet back on the floor, her knees spread wide. She leaned back, her hands behind her, twisting her hips suggestively. Her cunt continued to throb and pulsate, glistening with wetness.

Jim stepped forward, his eyes burning on his mother’s cunt.

“Oh, yes, darling!” Kathy whispered softly as she watched his cock. “I knew you wanted something.”

Jim stood between his mother’s thighs, gripping his cock very hard, the head bulging outward. He looked down at her hairy cunt. The head of his cock was about an inch from it. Kathy held her breath, waiting for her son thrust, to ran his cock into her cunt.

Jim hesitated.

“Do it!” she hissed. “Do it, Jim!”

Jim placed the head of his cock upon his mother’s cunt, and his young body trembled.

Then, suddenly, he stabbed!

“Ohhhh, my God!” Kathy yelped as her son’s cock penetrated her cunt. “My God! Oooooh my God!”

Her cunt grabbed his cock, the wet lips clamping around it tightly. Kathy could feel each powerful throb of her son’s cock. She felt his hot balls against the crack of her ass. For a long moment, neither moved, but just stared downward, as if they were surprised that his cock was in her pussy.

“Ohhh, Jim!”

Kathy’s eyes rolled and her cunt contracted. She was coming again, with his cock deep inside her cunt. Her cunt-lips squeezed, and Kathy gurgled with ecstasy. Her clit felt as if his cock had shoved it into her cunt, too, and it throbbed with spasms of rapture. The orgasm was drawn out, steaming through Kathy’s body. When the convulsions started, she looked up at her son’s eyes, watching his expression, her own vision blurred by the sensations she felt. Slowly, the contractions in her cunt diminished.

“Oh, you know what I did, Jim?” she asked, breathless. “I came again!”

Jim shuddered, his cock pulsating powerfully inside her cunt. Kathy closed her thighs, pressing them against him, then she moved her hips slightly.

“Fuck me,” she whispered. “It’s in me, baby. Please, fuck me!”

Jim gave a tentative, inexperienced move. “Ohhhh, fuck Mother!” Kathy wailed, slamming her cunt hard onto his cock and grinding from side to side. “Fuck me! Fuck my cunt! Ram your cock in Mother’s hot fucking cunt! Fuck my pussy, Jim!”

She clutched at his hips, jerking and pushing, making his cock move in and out of her cunt. Jim placed his hands on his mother’s shoulders, gasping with the feel of her hot, wet pussy wrapped about his cock.

“Help me, Jim!” she cried out, hunching back and forth. “Please, help me! Fuck me! Come on baby, help me!”

The sensations overwhelmed Jim, and his hips darted back and forth. His cock moved smoothly between the lips of his mother’s cunt. The hot exciting scent of fucking filled their nostrils. Jim panted and his mother whimpered.

The more times his cock went into her cunt, the more excited Jim became. He tried to run his cock deeper and deeper, desperate to feel all that fantastic wet heat on his cock and balls. Kathy released her son’s hips when he began to fuck her, and she leaned back again, her eyes staring down at her crotch. She humped her cunt up and down, meeting the plunges of her son’s cock gleefully. She loved the stretching sensations inside her cunt, loved the way his cock seemed to rub and scrape at her inflamed clit.

“Oh, baby it’s wonderful!” she sobbed softly, jerking her ass back and forth, her thighs sliding on his hips. “It’s so good! Do you like it, Jim? Do you like Mother’s cunt around your lovely cock?”

“Ahhhh, Mother!” he moaned. “It’s great!”

“Yes, it is!” she gasped as a tingle of delight shot through her body. “Fuck faster, honey! You can fuck Mother as fast as you want! You can’t hurt me! Fuck me hard and fast and deep! Ohhhh, baby, ram it to me!”

Kathy lay back, her legs scissoring along his, churning her naked ass up and down in a rhythm with his cock. Jim stood between his mother’s legs, pumping his cock deeply, seeing the pink lips of her pussy clutch his prick. His balls smacked her ass with each plunge, making Kathy gurgle and sob with increasing ecstasy. She felt every ridge of his hard, young cock driving into her cunt.

Jim was now caught up in the excitement. “Show me your tits, Mother!” he gasped. “I wanna see your tits!”

“Oh, God, yes!” Kathy moaned, jerking her lightweight sweater to her neck. “Look at them! Look at Mother’s tits… and fuck me good! Ohhh, Jim, Jim fuck me! I want you to fuck me so much!”

Jim stared at his mother’s tight, shapely tits, his hands clutching her bouncing hips now. Kathy became more excited with her son staring at her tits, and her ass danced about with wanton lewdness, her cunt riding his wonderful cock wickedly.

“You’re going to make me come again!” Kathy cried. “Make me come, baby! Ohhhh, I love to came! Fuck me, make me come!” Jim was straining, his balls hard and swollen. His cock scorned to grow bigger and bigger. He knew he was about to come. He fought to hold the gushing juice back. Not because he didn’t want to come in his mother’s cunt, but to try and prolong the feeling as long as possible.

With a low moan that grew with intensity, Kathy began to come again. She whipped her hips up and down, swinging her ass about. The swelling of her orgasm filled her body, then slit cried out.

The lips of her cunt clasped her son’s cock, squeezing and puffing at it. Jim couldn’t stand it.

“Mother!” he shouted.

“Yesss!” Kathy screamed in a tight sound.

Her cunt was squeezing hard on his cock, and his balls seemed to be inside the crack of her ass. Her cunt was flexing and sucking wetly at his prick with a powerful orgasm.

Jim’s hands moved up her naked body. He grabbed his mother’s tits, squeezing them, her stiff nipples boring into his palm and pushing her cunt hard onto his cock. “Do it now!”

Jim gave a grunt.

The scalding come-juice squirted out of his piss-hole and splashed the walls of her hungry cunt. Kathy squealed with ecstasy as she felt her son’s cock pouring rapid spurts of creamy, delicious come-juice up her pussy. With her son’s come-juice flooding her cunt, Kathy’s orgasm increased in power and rapture. She was coming so very hard, much harder than she had in a very long time. Her cunt kept squeezing and pulling on her son’s spurting cock, sucking as if desperate for that sweet, creamy juice.

Jim became weak, and fell across his mother’s body. His cock was squeezed out of her cunt. His prick slipped down along the crack of her ass.

Kathy sighed happily, closing her arms about his shoulders and holding him tightly against her tits. She moved her thighs up and down against his hips and legs slowly. She felt his cock against the back of her ass, felt, the hot wetness. A shiver went through her body, a shiver of satisfaction.

She kissed the top of her son’s head, then gently pushed him away from her.

Jim grinned sheepishly as he watched her cup a hand between her thighs to prevent his come-juice from dripping out of her pussy.

“I guess I made a mess, huh, Mother?”

“Jim, that kind of mess is the most wonderful mess in the world,” she replied smiling. “Now, I hate to take you to your father. I’m going to miss you more than ever these next two days.”

CHAPTER THREE

Kathy was bold today with her skirt.

She opened buttons until most of her exciting thigh was showing. Her son loved it, she noticed. Grinning at him, she, drew her skirt away from her thigh as she drove him to his father’s house.

“You like that, huh?” she said softly.

“Oh, yeah, Mother!” he agreed, his eyes openly on her.

“I wish I could turn around and take you back home,” she said, taking her hand off the wheel and placing it on his cock. “God, baby, I aced what you have here.” She squeezed his cock and balls tenderly. “I’m going to need it many, many times.”

Jim squirmed, grinning widely.

“Oh, God!” Kathy murmured as she felt his cock responding to her caressing hand. “Touch me!”

Jim shoved his hand under his mother’s skirt, cupping the moist meat of her cunt. The feel of her nylon panties excited him. Kathy pressed down on his cock and balls, feeling his prick turning hard. Her eyes glittered as she spread her knees for his hand.

“Ohhh, make me come!” she gasped. “Make me come, Jim!”

The car weaved as she fought to control it. Her cunt was boiling as her son rubbed up and down, smashing at her distended clit. Her ass writhed on the seat, and she whimpered softly.

Jim moved his fingers up and down the wetness of his mother’s panties, breathing excitedly. Her wet cunt felt good.

“Faster!” Kathy sobbed. “Rub faster baby! Ooooh, my cunt is… God, I love it!”

The orgasm came, but it was not as strong as she preferred. Still, she came, and Kathy loved to come no matter if it was mild or shattering. Jim’s cock throbbed against her hand, and she wanted to stop and straddle him, fuck that beautiful cock right here and now. But they were approaching his father’s home.

Jim pulled his hand from under his mother’s skirt, and drew it to his face.

Kathy watched him sniff his fingers, her eyes glowing with delight. “You like my smell, darling?”

Jim nodded and licked his fingers.

“Ohhh, you better stop that!” Kathy said. “I’ll turn around and drop you back borne and fuck your father!”

The sound of the door opening at the house caused Kathy to turn.

Jim’s stepmother was coming out to meet them. Kathy’s eyes took in the young woman, automatically comparing her with herself. Sandy wore a pair of very tight, startling white, shorts and blouse. Her long legs were tantalizing, as was the thrust of her firm, pointed tits. Kathy felt jealous. Not that she felt Sandy was more beautiful, more appealing. She felt jealous because Sandy was so damned good-looking and she wondered how this woman ended up with her ex-husband.

After greeting Kathy, Sandy leaned down.

“Jim, your father wants you to join him at the Pizza Hut.”

“Pizza! Oh, boy!” Jim said, jumping from the car and running down the walk.

Kathy watched him, already missing him.

“Why don’t you come in for something cold to drink, Kathy?” Sandy asked.

“I-I can’t stay long,” Kathy replied, swinging her legs from the car. She caught Sandy’s lingering gaze on her thigh, and she felt the strangest tingling sensation.

Once in the house, with a tall glass of iced tea in her hand, Kathy became aware of Sandy’s nervousness. Sandy fidgeted and tried to start a conservation many times, but her voice trailed off. Kathy had a hunch Sandy wanted to say something, but didn’t know how to go about it.

Kathy crossed her legs, her thigh exposed almost to her panty line.

“Sandy, something is wrong with your marriage, isn’t it?” Kathy asked, knowing instinctively what was on Sandy’s mind. “Would you like to talk about it?”

“I don’t know how!” Sandy said. “I-I mean, you’re the ex and I’m the present wife. It’s sort of unusual.”

“Not really,” Kathy said, her voice lower. “You’re not getting enough, are you?”

Kathy saw the flush starting on Sandy’s pretty face, and she knew she had hit the mark.

“No,” Sandy said, looking shy.

“I know that man,” Kathy replied. “I lived through it myself.”

Kathy’s eyes moved over Sandy’s tits. They were straining under Sandy’s thin cotton blouse, and she was sure Sandy was naked under it. Her eyes went downward to Sandy’s slim thighs. Kathy felt her cunt throb with a sudden hunger, and she squeezed her inner thighs against it. When she lifted her eyes again to Sandy’s face, she found the woman gazing at her with pure hunger.

“It’s bad, isn’t is?” Kathy asked.

Sandy nodded, biting at her full bottom lip, tears starting in her eyes. Kathy moved to the woman, dropping to her knees and pulling Sandy against her shoulder. She hugged the younger woman’s thigh. She felt the trembling of her slender body, and she kissed Sandy’s cheek.

Suddenly Sandy was holding Kathy, hugging tight. Kathy stood, pulling Sandy to her feet. She held the woman very tight, and Sandy clung to her. Kathy felt Sandy’s pointed tits smashing at hers, and she lifted her hands to cup Sandy’s pretty face. They stared at each other, and then Kathy smashed her lips hard onto Sandy’s. Sandy moaned, returning the kiss feverishly. At the same time, her hands moved down Kathy’s back. When Sandy cupped Kathy’s ass, Kathy gasped and slammed her lower body against Sandy’s.

Kathy, her cunt already throbbing from being touched by her son in the car, writhed hard against Sandy’s lower body. Sandy squeezed Kathy’s asscheeks.

“Ohhh, Kathy!” Sandy gasped. “I… this is insane, but I can’t help it!”

“Hush,” Kathy said, stroking the woman’s cheek.

She drew her hands between them and closed her fingers about Sandy’s pointed tits. She was right — Sandy was not wearing a bra. Her fingers shook as she opened Sandy’s blouse. Then she fondled Sandy’s lovely tits. Pulling her sweater up, Kathy rubbed her own tits against Sandy’s, both of them gasping with the pleasure starting to burn up and down their bodies.

“They’re lovely,” Kathy whispered, looking at Sandy’s tits. She twisted the candy-pink nipples gently, bringing a soft cry from the woman. “Just lovely.”

Dipping her face, Kathy swirled her tongue about a nipple, then pulled it into her mouth, sucking it deeply. Sandy gasped in delight and held Kathy’s head tightly.

“Ohhh, so good.” Sandy purred. “It’s been so long since I had my tits sucked, Kathy.”

Kathy sucked a while longer, then lifted her head. She placed her hands on Sandy’s shoulders, urging the woman down. Sandy went willingly?

On her knees, Sandy slipped her hands up Kathy’s thighs, under her skirt. She touched the nylon panties lightly, then cupped Kathy’s rounded ass to squeezed the cheeks a moment.

Kathy lifted her skirt, bunching it at her waist. Sandy was almost crying with hunger as she stared at the tight fit of Kathy’s panties and the bulge of her cunt. Kathy placed her hands on Sandy’s head and slowly pulled the girl toward her crotch. Sandy inhaled the exciting scent of Kathy’s wet pussy. She looked up at Kathy.

“I’ve never done this before,” she whispered. “Neither have I,” Kathy gasped. “But I want to.”

“Oh, Kathy, so do it!” Sandy yelped, then flung her arms around Kathy’s hips, burying her face into the moistness of Kathy’s crotch.

Kathy’s hips twisted as she felt Sandy kissing at the tight, stretched band of her panty crotch.

“Take them off!” Kathy hissed. “Sandy, take my panties off!”

Immediately Sandy peeled the flimsy panties down. Kathy stepped out of them, and Sandy stared at Kathy’s hairy cunt, licking her lips, eyes on fire.

Kathy lifted one foot and placed it on a chair. Sandy peered at the succulent wetness of Kathy’s hair-lined cunt, and with a moan, she shoved her mouth into it. Kathy pressed her crotch into Sandy’s mouth, holding the back of the woman’s head.

“Sandy, lick me!” Kathy sobbed.

Sandy cupped the naked cheeks of Kathy’s ass. She opened her mouth, shoving it onto the dripping sweetness of Kathy’s cunt. Her tongue flew upward, penetrating Kathy’s pussy quickly.

Kathy gazed hotly down at the woman, who was looking up at her. Most of Sandy’s lower face was covered by the soft hair of her cunt. Sandy’s wet tongue darted and stabbed, fucking into Kathy’s cunt swiftly.

“Eat me, Sandy!” Kathy groaned. “Ohhh, suck my cunt!”

Sandy sucked wetly, making lovely sounds with her tongue. She pressed her face tighter into Kathy’s cunt, lapping up and down the puffy lips, tasting the creamy sweetness. Her fingers dug into Kathy’s tightening asscheeks. Pulling her face back just a bit, Sandy ran her tongue about Kathy’s cunt.

Kathy trembled.

“Ohhh, suck me, Sandy!” Kathy cried out. “God, it’s been so long since anyone has kissed and licked my cunt! I love to be licked! I love to feel a tongue on my pussy!”

Kathy moved a hand into the hair of her pussy, drawing up on the flesh, watching Sandy’s tongue licking at her clit.

Sandy pressed her mouth tight into Kathy’s pussy, rubbing it about, drenching her face from her nose to chin. Her hands moved about Kathy’s creamy ass, up and down her thighs. She breathed hard as she licked and sucked, drawing those delicious pussy juices into her mouth.

It seemed to go on for a long time, yet it was only minutes.

Sandy, reaching from behind, parted the juicy lips of Kathy’s cunt and licked them, pushing her tongue as deep as she could into the fiery wetness.

“Ohhh, my God!” Kathy squealed.

Her cunt exploded with beautiful contractions. She clawed at the back of Sandy’s head, banging her convulsing cunt against Sandy’s sucking mouth.

“Suck hard! I’m coming, Sandy!” Kathy screamed, ******* back the sounds as much as she could. “Ohhhh, you’re making me come, Sandy! Fuck my cunt… suck my cunt! Ohhh, shove your tongue deep in my hot cunt!”

The juices flowed from Kathy’s pussy into Sandy’s mouth, who licked them up and swallowed them thirstily. When the contractions slowed, Kathy pulled her cunt away from Sandy’s face. Kathy dropped to her knees and hugged Sandy tightly, kissing and licking those sweet lips, tasting her own pussy-juices an them. Her tits crushed against Sandy’s.

“I’ve never done that before,” Sandy said, feeling shy.

“You’re good, Sandy,” Kathy replied. “You really made me come.”

“I… almost came, too,” Sandy confessed.

“But you didn’t?”

“No,” Sandy replied, sliding a hand to her own cunt and rubbing at the tight crotch. “But I want to!”

“Let’s take your shorts off,” Kathy said, knowing she was going to help this woman. “Do we have time, you think?”

“I think so,” Sandy said, but Kathy knew that Sandy was so excited, time meant nothing to her right now.

Sandy was stripping her shorts off swiftly, sitting down on the floor to drag them from her feet. Kathy caught a flash of the woman’s blonde-haired cunt, and her mouth watered up instantly.

Sandy’s succulent cunt was fiery and wet, and with her ass on the floor, she spread her legs wide. Her blue eyes were shining, sparkling with wild hunger. Kathy stared at Sandy’s satiny thighs, seeing her ex-husband’s wife spread out so wantonly. The blonde cunt-hair was soft looking, slightly darker than the hair on Sandy’s head. Sandy’s cunt was a delicious, mouthwatering pink, her clit straining upward from the juicy folds.

Kathy sank downward, sitting on her heels. She put her hands on Sandy’s knees, caressing the smooth flesh, her eyes blazing into that sugary cunt. She licked her lips, knowing she wanted to kiss Sandy’s pussy, to taste it, to feel the hot softness against her face, her lips, her mouth. She watched Sandy writhe her tight, compact ass, and heard her soft whimpers of desperate desire.

“Lie back,” Kathy whispered.

Sandy lay on her back across the floor, her blue eyes fiery as she gazed at Kathy. She held her legs wide apart, knees slightly bent.

Kathy pushed Sandy’s knees farther apart, sliding her hands along the inner flesh, feeling the wonderful smoothness, her eyes fixed upon Sandy’s beautiful, blonde-haired cunt.

“You’re very lovely, Sandy,” Kathy whispered. “You’re very lovely all over.”

“Oh, Kathy,” Sandy moaned, lifting her ass with a twist of her hips. “I’m so hot, Kathy! My pussy is burning up!”

“I see,” Kathy replied, leaning forward and kissing Sandy just past her knee. “Your pussy is very juicy.”

“Do something to me, Kathy?” Sandy pleaded, clutching at her tits, making her pink nipples bulge up. “I want to come so much!”

Kathy caressed Sandy’s thighs, amazed at the smooth softness, amazed that she could be this turned on by touching another woman. Her moist lips followed her hands, the tip of her tongue licking and swirling along the inside of Sandy’s thigh. She inhaled the intoxicating scent of Sandy’s cunt when her face was a few inches from it. It was a fresh, clean scent, an odor that made her tingle and shiver with excitement.

Kathy ran the tip of one finger along a swollen pussy-lip, then lightly touched Sandy’s swollen clit. Sandy’s hips jerked upward, and a sob of eagerness came, from her. Kathy couldn’t resist feeling the wet softness for a moment, and she moved her fingers up and down the steamy cunt-slit. She moved her finger very near Sandy’s asshole, then dragged it teasingly upward, feeling the juiciness of the slit, and very lightly agitated Sandy’s clitoris.

Sandy’s ass began to squirm and thrash, twisting and arching her cunt against Kathy’s hand. She whimpered constantly with her increasing need.