Hot mom, hotter step-mom

CHAPTER SIX

Kathy was fucking her son day and night, enjoying all those wild things she had dreamed of doing with a cock. But, she was missing something. And she was nervous about it, because she knew what she was missing.

She was starting to think of Sandy, her ex-husband's wife, more and more. She wondered if Jim would enjoy fucking Sandy. The thought was wild and intensely exciting to Kathy.

Jim came from the bathroom, his hair wet from his shower. Her eyes moved immediately to his cock. She loved to look at his cock and balls. She sat on the couch, one foot drawn up on the cushion, painting her toenails. She wore a housedress, and her legs and cunt were on view. She wore no panties, because her son loved to see her flash that hot cunt.

Jim stood and watched his mother, seeing her hairy cunt and exciting thighs. His cock lifted, as it always did. He stroked it gently as he looked at her. Kathy's eyes started to smolder, growing moist with desire as she watched him.

"Give it to me, honey," she whispered, spreading her legs wide on the couch, shoving her naked ass to the edge. "Give that beautiful hard cock to Mother."

Jim stepped to her quickly, and Kathy dipped her head to kiss the head of his dripping cock. She mewled softly and licked up and down the shaft, from his precious balls to the swollen head and wet piss-hole.

"Mmmmm, fuck me, Jim," she purred, leaning back and twisting her lips with readiness.

Jim leaned down, kissing his mother's wet cunt for a moment. He pushed his face into it, rubbing from side to side, then he stood up, his cock stretching out with throbbing hardness. Kathy reached for it, grasping just behind his swollen cockhead. She rubbed her cunt up and down on his cockhead, feeling his prick entering the slit of her pussy. She mashed his pisshole upon her clitoris and pumped his cock for a few moments.

"Oooo, I think I'll make you come on my clit," she mewled with soft pleasure. "Want to come on Mother's cunt this way, darling? Want me to make you squirt it all over my hot, hairy cunt?"

Jim grinned. "I'd rather fuck it, Mother."

"Ooooh, me too!"

Kathy pressed his cock downward, and it moved into her pussy. She felt the stretching, the exciting fullness, as Jim shoved his cock deep. She sighed and squeezed her thighs around his waist when every lovely inch of his hard-on was buried inside her cunt. Her body shivered as she bunched her dress about her waist, her tits straining at the top.

Jim gurgled when he felt his mother's cunt squeeze his cock.

"Fuck it!" she hissed, her eyes boiling. "Fuck my clit, Jim! Ohhhh, baby, fuck me hard! I want it hard now! Bruise my fucking cunt and pound my hot cunt hard, Jim!"

Jim leaned forward and swirled his fingers into his mother's covered tits, smashing them. Kathy moaned with pleasure, then moved her cunt up and down as her son began to fuck hard. The base of his cock smashed upon the hairy lips of her cunt, crushing her clit. The power sent shivers up and down her flesh, and she lifted her legs high.

"Harder!" she cried out.

Jim dug harshly into his mother's tits, beating his hips back and forth as hard as he could. The wet slapping sounds seemed loud in the room. His balls swung about her ass, and Kathy shot a hand behind her to press his balls against her asshole when he came into her hard. She was hot, so hot her mind was spinning. She began to tear at her dress, wanting to expose her swollen tits. The ripping of her dress sounded like a shot into the room.

Jim pounded into her cunt wildly, now using two hands on one of his mother's shapely tits. Kathy clutched her other tit, lifting it so she could suck and lick at her own nipple. Her hips churned and thrashed, her cunt meeting the thrusts of his cock with hot, eager lunges.

She was about to come. The burning rapture in her cunt was driving her wilder and wilder.

Then the telephone rang.

"Fuck it!" she screamed, clawing at her son. The ringing telephone sent a stiffness through Jim, as if they had just been caught.

"Don't stop now!" Kathy screamed. "I'm going to come! Fuck me, Jim! Fuck that phone!"

But Jim picked it up.

"Mother, it's Sandy," he said, handing his mother the receiver.

"Ohhhhh, shit!" Kathy whimpered, taking it. Into the mouthpiece, she said: "This is not the time to call." She listened a moment. "Sandy, I don't give a shit about your damn arguments with that asshole. I'm involved with… ohhhh shit! I guess so."

Jim hung the phone up, and Kathy grabbed his hips.

"Hurry up and fuck me!" she gasped. "Sandy is on her way here."

Jim began to pound into his mother's cunt again, this time holding her hips tightly. Kathy squeezed her tits, her tongue licking from rigid nipple to rigid nipple. Her hips swung up down, her cunt grinding against her son's cock. She gasped with the ecstasy. Her cunt began to grip and suck at her son's cock. She took one nipple into her mouth, her teeth chewing at it, tongue flicking.

"Now!" she screamed.

Jim felt his mother's cunt grab at his cock tightly, then felt the waving sensation of his mother's orgasms. It felt as if her cunt was sucking his cock, drawing his balls into it. He lifted his face, gritting his teeth with almost unbeatable ecstasy.

His cock exploded.

Kathy screamed again as she felt his come juice spurting so hotly into her cunt, filling it. She felt it splatter the walls of her satiny pussy, time and again. Her orgasm grew in strength until Jim was sure her cunt would squeeze his cock from his body. Kathy smashed her cunt hard onto the base of his cock, no longer sucking at her nipples, but screeching with mindless rapture.

Slowly, her hips lowered, her taut expression turning soft, her eyes glowing and sparkling. She smiled up at him. "Jim, you're the best fuck in the world."

Jim grinned and pulled his prick free. It dropped downward, glistening with the juice of his mother's cunt.

Kathy sat up, leaning forward and ran her tongue about the cunt-wet shaft, over the head of his cock, then she pulled it into her mouth to suck a moment. Finally, she drew back and slapped his hip affectionately. "Get dressed. Your mother is going to be here in a few minutes."

"What does she want, Mother?" he asked, starting for his room.

"I'm not sure," Kathy replied, trying to put her dress together. "I suppose I have to change now. This dress is torn."

"Wear something sexy, Mother," he grinned at her. "Something real sexy."

"For your stepmother?"

"For anyone," Jim laughed, then skipped to his room.

Kathy took a quick shower, then pulled on a pair of her frilly, very skimpy, bikini panties. Slipping into a summer sweater and pleated skirt, she brushed her hair quickly. She finished just as the doorbell clattered.

She found her son in the living room wearing a pair of cut-offs. She frowned slightly as she looked at him. "Aren't those cut a bit short, honey. I can almost see your balls."

Jim looked down, then back at his mother.

The doorbell clanged again impatiently. "Don't you do what I think you might do," Kathy warned as she started for the door.

Jim grinned, cupping his crotch as if offering it to his mother.

"What's so urgent, Sandy?" Kathy asked, opening the door to the beautiful woman.

Sandy's smile was radiant as she stepped into the house. She glanced at Jim, then at Kathy. "Nothing is urgent, I just wanted to visit."

Sandy was dressed in a becoming sunsuit, the legs cut wide but the top tight about her flawless tits. Her long legs were mouthwatering as she sat next to Jim. Kathy watched her son peek at his stepmother's thighs.

"Your call was at the wrong time," Kathy said, her gaze moving over Sandy's thighs, remembering how they felt wrapped about her face, the heat of Sandy's succulent cunt against her mouth. She felt her cunt starting to respond, despite her earlier orgasm.

"Why was that?" Sandy asked.

Sandy took Jim's hand in her own, squeezing it. Kathy wondered if Sandy suspected, then she realized she didn't care – she wanted Sandy to know that she had fucked her son. It was much too exciting to keep secret, and Sandy was much too juicy for her son to miss out on.

"It disturbed something… almost," Kathy replied.

Sandy's blue eyes gazed steadily at Kathy.

"You know, Kathy, you're well rid of your husband. I wish I'd known before I married him." Jim looked from his mother to his stepmother. "There's nothing wrong with my dad," he said.

Sandy wrapped an arm about his shoulders, puffing Jim to her tits. "No, Jim, your dad is a wonderful guy, only… Your mother and I… well, we're… you know, a little more demanding about certain things. It's just that your father can't supply what we need."

"Sandy, do you know what you're talking about?" Kathy asked.

Kathy knew her son wanted to touch Sandy's smooth thighs badly, wanted to turn his face just a bit and closed his lips about one of Sandy's sharp nipples. She saw his cock starting to harden inside his cut-offs.

"I know very well what I'm talking about," Sandy said. "I'm a very perceptive woman, Kathy. I see things others may not see, or understand."

Kathy, still standing, watching Sandy with heated eyes. "Sandy, you may be right. But, what if you're wrong?"

"I'm not wrong, Kathy," Sandy said, pulling Jim's face tighter into her tits. She looked directly at Kathy and moved her hand down Jim's bare chest, to the waistband of his cut-offs. Jim, with his cheek pressing upon his stepmother's firm tit, was watching his mother.

Sandy, too, looked at Kathy, her fingers toying with the waistband of Jim's cut-offs. Kathy watched those fingers move, going down slowly. Jim was holding his breath, his young body shaking slightly. Kathy wished her son would grab his stepmother's tits, touch her thighs, do something. But Jim remained passive, watching his mother standing there, feeling his stepmother's hand moving closer and closer to his thickening cock.

Sandy placed her palm upon the throbbing outline of Jim's prick.

Jim gasped.

Kathy groaned.

"You see, I'm right," Sandy whispered throatily, caressing Jim's cock beneath his cut-offs. "If I was wrong, you'd say something now. But you're watching me, watching my hand."

"Oh, God!" Kathy whimpered, feeling her cunt swell, becoming juicy and drenching the crotch of her flimsy panties. "You're right, Sandy! Oh God… you're so right!"

"I knew it," Sandy replied, rubbing along Jim's hard-on. "I knew it the other day when you and I talked."

Jim's young body was shaking with desire as his stepmother rubbed his cock. The feel of her firm tit against his cheek was sending excitement through him. He could no longer remain passive, and he placed a hand upon his stepmother's thigh.

A shiver went through Sandy as she felt Jim's hand on her flesh. She pressed against his cock, bringing a moan from him. Sandy gazed steadily at Kathy as she fondled her stepson's cock with his mother watching.

"I've felt it in Jim," Sandy said softly. "I've fell his emotions for a longtime. He isn't like his father, Kathy. Not at all. You know it, and I suspect it."

Kathy's eyes followed Sandy's fingers, watching them move over her son's crotch, those bright fingernails scratching his inner thigh. Sandy slipped her fingertips into the fringed leg of Jim's cut-offs and tickled his balls.

"Wonderful!" Sandy mewled. "No shorts."

"Sandy, are you certain of this?" Kathy asked, her fist tight at her hips, her legs shaking while her cunt dripped steadily. Her nipples strained at her summer sweater.

"I'm certain," Sandy replied, drawing her hand up to cup Jim's chin. She kissed Jim's lips, tenderly at first, then with passion, moaning gently.

Kathy's hungers flared. "Kiss her, Jim!" she hissed, pressing her own hand at her cunt. "Kiss that bitch!"

Sandy sobbed, shoving her tongue into her stepson's mouth and racing her hand to his throbbing cock. Kathy stared, her hips swaying as she pressed her hand to her cunt, watching Sandy jerking the fringed crotch of her son's cut-off's aside, feverishly cupping Jim's balls, her tongue licking and darting into his hot, sucking mouth.

"I need it!" Sandy cried, pulling her face from Jim's. "I need this cock so fucking much!"

Kathy shook with desire as she watched Sandy jerk her son's throbbing hard-on from his shorts. Sandy grasped it tightly, jacking up and down as her eyes burned upon the swollen head of his prick.

"It's beautiful!" she hissed. "Oh, God… it's such a beautiful cock!"

"It would be more beautiful in your mouth, Sandy," Kathy gasped.

Sandy looked at Kathy.

"I've dreamed of it," she said, her voice filled with desire. "I've thought of it and dreamed of it until I'm about to go out of my fucking mind." She squeezed Jim's cock hard. "I've wanted to suck Jim's cock and fuck it and love it for so long. You just don't know what I've been thinking about."

"Oh, but I do, Sandy," Kathy said, openly rubbing her hand between her thighs. "Suck his hard cock!"

"Oh, yes! I will!" Sandy sobbed, diving downward.

Jim leaned back on the couch, his eyes hot and wild, staring at his mother.

Kathy let out an excited hiss as she watched Sandy gulp Jim's cock into her mouth with fiery hunger.

Jim's eyes widened as he gasped in pleasure. Kathy's eyes burned with voyeuristic ecstasy as she watched Sandy gobble her son's cock deeply into her moist mouth. She found it intensely pleasurable to see that Sandy could suck every inch of Jim's hard cock, her lips pressing into the scant, wiry hair at the base.

"Ohhhh, God!" Kathy moaned as she stood watching.

Sandy made soft, throaty sounds as her full lips moved up and down on Jim's cock. She held his balls, pressing them upward and against her cheek as she swallowed his cock. Her lovely blonde hair looked like a halo about her beautiful, young face. Her eyes were closed as she savored the throbbing, hot cock in her mouth.

"That's beautiful," Kathy hissed, lifting her skirt to her waist and sliding her fingers between her thighs. "Suck his cock, Sandy! God, you look even more beautiful with Jim's cock in your fucking mouth, Sandy!"

Jim gazed at his mother while his stepmother sucked up and down on his prick. He rested his hand on top of his stepmother's head, watching his mother fondle and stroke the crotch of her skimpy panties.

Kathy came closer, her gaze burning upon Sandy's stretching lips, watching Jim's cock entering that mouth. She made soft sobbing sounds as she stood close, leaning down to see better. She rested a hand on one of Sandy's thighs, her fingers squeezing.

"Ooooo, suck him good, Sandy! Watching you with my son's cock in your mouth makes me so hot, so fucking hot! My cunt is on fire, boiling! Ahhhh, suck it deep, Sandy!"

She shoved her other hand to her son's balls, pulling Sandy's hand away. She gripped her son's balls and twisted them, listening to the wet sounds of Sandy's mouth. Jim writhed and twisted his ass, working his cock up and down to the sucking rhythm of his stepmother's wet, fiery mouth.

"Wait!" Kathy hissed. "Don't make him come, Sandy!"