cb-4497 davy's loving mother (kathy andrews) 1985 Page 2

"What's wrong, Davy?" she asked in a soft voice. "Didn't you enjoy that, honey?"

  Davy turned onto his back. Molly saw tears in his eyes.

  "Oh, Davy! Please, honey," she said. "It's okay. I took my robe off for you, didn't I?"

  "That's not it, Mother," he said. "I feel terrible."

  "Why should you feel terrible?" she asked, caressing his chest. "I was the one that changed panties last night. I was the one that took my robe off a while ago. Davy, I asked you to show me what you did with my panties."

  "I know, Mother," he said. "But... isn't that supposed to be weird? You know, strange. Because I like doing that with your panties, does that mean I'm some kind of nut?"

  "Oh, no!" Molly said. "You're not any kind of nut, darling."

  She leaned down and kissed his forehead, her hand on his stomach, her fingers at the waist of his cut-offs.

  "If you enjoy that, do it," she whispered, running her hand along his stomach lightly. "Who can say what's wrong with it? You'd be surprised at what people do when they're alone. Men and women both. It's no one's business what you do, darling. Not even mine."

  She moved her fingers along the waist of his cut-offs, slipping them just underneath for a moment. She drew one leg onto his bed, and the robe opened to expose her thigh almost, to her crotch. She noticed her son looking, and grinned. She took his hand and placed it on her thigh, feeling how hot his palm was.

  Davy squirmed, his hand trembling on her thigh. Molly slipped her hand across his stomach again as she looked down at him. She slowly drew her hand across his cut-offs, pausing lightly on his cock, then moved her hand to his thigh. She stroked his thigh, her fingertips slipping under the fringe of his shorts.

  "It's no one's business," she whispered again. "If you like to play with my panties, baby, you can play with my panties."

  She probed under his shorts, the tip of her finger brushing at his precious balls, then pulling back. She felt her son tremble, and his fingers tightened against her thigh.

  "Mother, would you let me... you know, see you in your panties again?"

  "Of course," she gurgled softly. "I'll put a pair on right now and let you look at me. It's our business, isn't it? I'd love to let you see me in panties again."

  "When?" Davy asked, showing excitement once more.

  "When would you like?"

  "Now?"

  Molly let a soft hiss of pleasure escape her lips. She closed her palm over her son's crotch briefly, cupping his cock and balls. She gave them a tender squeeze, then stood up.

  "Why not now?" she said. "We have all day, don't we?"

  Davy nodded, his young eyes bright with excitement.

  "I'll be right back," she murmured, and left him.

  In her room, Molly pulled a pair of skimpy panties from her chest. They were very frilly, with black lace covering the front all the way to the crotch. The seat of them was blue, and they were trimmed with black. The lace in the front concealed nothing. She knew her son would like this pair, and she slipped them on. They hugged her hips with two narrow elastic bands. She adjusted the thin crotch so dark curls of hair swirled from it. She left her robe on her bed, and returned to her son's room.

  Davy's eyes opened with pleasure as she stepped into the bedroom.

  Molly paused, posing with one hip jutting, her tits lifted and her nipples arching to the ceiling. Dave stared open-mouthed with delight, his eyes very hot.

  "You like them?" Molly asked softly.

  "Golly, Mother!" Davy gulped, licking his lips. "They're beautiful!"

  Molly moved toward her son, hips swaying. She loved the way he looked at her, his eyes going from her naked tits to her pantied hips. Her chestnut-colored hair framed her smoldering expression.

  She stood at the side of his bed, and opened her legs. The tight band stretched cross her cunt. The shape of her pussy hair could be seen dearly through the lace. With a lewd mewling sound, Molly turned around, arching her pantied ass suggestively. She looked at her son over her shoulder, her eyes sparkling with erotic wetness. The lower half of her smooth ass showed, white against the tan of her thighs. She saw her son lick his lips again, and playfully wagged her ass before facing him once more.

  "Do you really like these panties?" she asked.

  "Oh, yes, Mother!"

  Leaning over, Molly shoved her hand under the fringed leg of his shorts. She touched his balls with her fingertips, then pushed her fingers around it. But his shorts were too tight for that.

  "I want it out," she said huskily, fumbling with his shorts. "I want to see it in the open, baby!"

  Molly opened her son's shorts, and his cock jerked upward. With a squeal she grabbed his cock tightly. She stared as his cockhead bulged, and the throbbing of it seemed to move all the way up her arm.

  Davy grunted as his mother squeezed his cock.

  "I need your panties, Mother!" he gasped. "Feel them," she moaned. "Feel my panties on me! It's okay, darling! Touch me! Feel Mother's panties while I'm wearing them."

  Davy's hand moved up her thigh, stroking her hip. Molly shook her ass as he leaned over and began to pump on her son's cock. Davy shoved his hand to his mother's ass, feeling the stretching nylon eagerly. Molly shivered as her son ran his hand about her ass from cheek to cheek. She clutched his hard cock tightly, mewling softly, staring at his rounded cockhead, watching him drip from his piss hole. Davy hesitated about shoving his hand between her thighs, but Molly understood.

  She released his cock and stood up, spreading her legs. She grabbed his wrist and shoved his hand to her cunt, making his fingers cup it. She then pressed her legs together.

  "Feel how hot that is, baby?" she gasped. "That's what you do to Mother! You make me hot, right there!"

  Davy gurgled as his cock throbbed. He could feel the heat of his mother's cunt through the thin band of her panties. He made a tentative rub, and Molly gurgled this time, her hips twisting.

  "Oooooh, yes, Davy! Feel me, honey!" she urged in a thick voice. "Feel Mother's pussy, baby! Feel my panties... feel them all you want to feel! Play with me, Davy! Please, honey, play with Mother!"

  Bolder now, Davy rubbed at his mother's pantied cunt, feeling the wetness against his palm.

  Now that her son was feeling her cunt by himself, Molly drew her hands to her tits, squeezing them and making eager whimpering sounds. Her eyes stared at his cock, seeing his young, precious balls. His balls looked very full, loaded with that creamy come juice. His piss hole seemed to wink at her, seeping deliciously. She twisted her hips lewdly as her son fondled between her thighs, her clit trying to burst through the panties.

  "Davy," she groaned. "Davy, I want you to... Davy, you have to... oh, baby, fuck me!"

  Davy gasped, his eyes bulging. His hand pressed hard into his mother's cunt the crotch of her panties now so wet, even his fingers were slippery.

  "Fuck you, Mother?" he asked, his voice squeaking.

  "Yes, fuck me!"

  "Golly!"

  Molly scrambled onto his bed, straddling her son's thighs. His cut-offs near his knees, his cock thrusting straight up with youthful hardness.

  "You do want to fuck me, don't you, Davy?" she asked anxiously. "Don't you want to fuck Mother now?"

  Davy nodded his head, his expression showing surprise, but an eagerness that couldn't be denied.

  "With my panties on," Molly hissed hotly. "Fuck Mother with her panties on, okay?"

  "Oh, yes, Mother!"

  Gurgling eagerly, Molly knee-walked up her son's thighs. She held her crotch above his cock, and holding it at the base, rubbed his swollen cockhead along the nylon crotch.

  "Ooooh, don't come off!" she whimpered. "Don't come until your cock is up my cunt, baby!"

  Davy giggled, a lewd sound. "Say that again, Mother!"

  "Say what again?"

  "Cock and cunt and fuck!"

  "Oh, you like that, do you?" she moaned.

  "Yeah!"

  She rubbed the head of his cock back and forth on her panties, feeli
ng it burn though them and against her swollen pussy lips.

  "You have a big, hard cock, baby! Mother wants your big hard-on inside her cunt and fucking her! Ohhhh, yes, darling... fuck Mother with that big, beautiful cock! Fucking right in the wet, hot cunt!"

  Davy was trying to press his prick through her panties, shoving his ass up. Molly giggled lewdly.

  "You can't shove your cock through my panties," she said.

  "It feels good, Mother!" Davy choked. "I like the way your panties feel on my cock!"

  "Mmmmm, so do I, but if you're going to fuck me, I have to make a slight adjustment," she cooed.

  Turning loose of his cock, Molly slipped a finger into the crotch of her panties, pulling it to one side slowly, watching her son's face. Davy had his chin tucked downward, his eyes wide and hot as he watched his mother slowly reveal her cunt to him. He had seen it in the kitchen, but it was if seeing her pussy for the first time. His mouth was open and he was panting with anticipation.

  Holding the lacy crotch of her panties wide, Molly moaned. "Honey, hold your cock and rub it against my cunt!"

  Eagerly, Davy gripped his cock, moving his swollen cockhead up and down the fiery slit of his mother's juicy cunt. Molly moaned softly as she felt the contact, her hips shaking. Her nipples were painfully swollen as she tried to move her hips back and forth, wanting to feel the hot heat of her son's cock against her extra long clit. With a slight shifting movement of her hips, she pressed the tip of her swollen clit against the head of her son's cock. She yelped softly as his cock smashed into her clit. A fire seemed to roar through her body, and suddenly a muffled scream wailed out of her mouth.

  "Oh, Davy!" she cried. "That made me come!"

  The lips of her cunt twitched against the head of his cock as the unexpected orgasm rippled through her. Molly was stretching the crotch of her panties wide with the fingers of one hand, and with a tight squeal of hunger, she slammed her cunt downward.

  Davy gasped as he saw his cock stab into his mother's hairy cunt, felt the liquid fire that seared his prick. Molly's eyes bulged as she felt her cunt stretch around her son's cock, her puffy cuntlips smashed at the base. Her long clit seemed to be crushed there, throbbing as her pussy gripped his cock in orgasm. Her upright body trembled and her tits jiggled as she came, squealing with ecstasy.

  When the orgasm faded away, she looked down at her son as if surprised to find his cock inside her pussy. Her eyes were large and wet, slightly unfocused.

  "Davy! Oh, my Lord, Davy!" she hissed. "You're in me! You're really inside me!"

  "Yeah!" Davy's groaned, hardly believing it himself.

  "Baby, honey, darling!" Molly sobbed softly. "Your cock! Baby, your cock is inside my pussy, in my cunt! I didn't think I'd do it! I didn't think I'd actually do it!"

  "But, Mother, you said to fuck you!"

  "I know!" she sobbed softly, sitting astride him, her lips grinding slowly. "I know what I said! But I didn't believe I'd really to it, Davy! My Lord, your cock is actually up my cunt!"

  "Are you gonna fuck me, Mother?" he asked anxiously.

  "I don't know," she replied. "I don't know if I will or not, darling. I want to fuck you, want to badly, but..."

  "You said it was okay, Mother," he said, twisting his hips, feeling the heat of his mother's cunt gripping his cock. "You said it wasn't anyone's business."

  "I know what I said," she wailed. "But... I didn't really intend to fuck you, Davy! I only wanted to make you feel good, make myself feel good. Now look at what I've done! Your cock is in me... your cock is really inside Mother's cunt!"

  She turned loose of her panties, and the crotch of them stayed to one side, opened by his cock buried into her cunt. She balled her hands into tight fists, gritting her teeth, fighting the urge to pound up and down on his cock, to fuck him wildly.

  Her cunt seemed to grab and suck on his prick, squeeze and relax.

  Drawing her knees along her son's sides, Molly sat astride him, impaled by this hard, throbbing cock. Her balled fists rested on her thighs. She gazed down at his face, seeing the awe there. Every throb of Davy's cock was transmitted against the tight, hot, sensitive lips of her cunt, sending sparks up and down her body. She sat trembling, gasping, as surprised as her son to find his cock inside her pussy.

  Despite telling him she was going to fuck him, she really had no intention of taking his cock inside her. Her intention had been to caress the head of his cock with the hairy lips of her pussy, perhaps make them both come that way. And yet she was sitting on him, his cock so deep and hard.

  Davy stared at her pussy, seeing her thick, silky pussy hairs, the way the crotch of her panties stretched away from her cunt. Like his mother, he was gasping, hardly able to believe where his cock was. A tremor went through his body, and without thinking, Davy's lifted his hips.

  "Oooooh, Davy!" Molly groaned as she felt his cock pressing into her, her wet, fiery cunt lips smashing at the base, her cunt crushed. A shiver ran about her creamy, flawless flesh. "Oh, my Lord!" Molly gasped again.

  Her cunt convulsed once more with orgasm. She didn't know how it was possible to come simply sitting on his cock, but she was, and coming very strongly, too. Her cunt gripped and sucked at Davy's cock, the wet heat making his eyes roll in his head. Wave after wave of rippling orgasm burned through Molly's cunt, her hips trembling in a grinding motion of their own.

  A soft yelp bubbled from Molly, and she began to move, lifting and lowering herself on his cock with jerky movements. The orgasm was starting to fade, but the tight wetness of her cunt continued to cling to his cock. Her clit scraped along the hard shaft of his cock, and with a cry, Molly's fists opened and she clutched her tits, squeezing them very hard.

  "Ohhhh, Davy!" she sobbed, and began to churn her ass, bouncing on his cock, stabbing her sensitive cunt time and again. "Davy, I can't help it! Oh, baby, I want it! I've got to fuck that cock of yours, baby! I have to! I want to!"

  Drawing her feet forward, Molly used the muscles of her thighs to bounce up and down. She dug hard into her tits, her bulging nipples straining past her fingers. The slapping of her cunt on his cock seemed loud, and there was a delicious, liquid sound. Davy stared hotly, watching his mother's crotch. He saw the way her hairy cunt wrapped about his prick, saw her extra-long clit sliding up and down. His cock glistened with the juices of her pussy, his balls glowing with fullness.

  "Ohhhh, yes, honey!" Molly hissed hotly, churning and thrashing on top of her son. "Yes, yes!"

  Davy gave in to the urge to lift his hips, to meet the down thrust of his mother's fiery cunt. He pumped upwards as she came down, withdrawing as she lifted. He stared at his cock fucking into that wet, hairy cunt with hot eyes, fascinated and excited.

  Molly leaned forward, her hands on the bed at each of her son's shoulders. As she slammed her cunt up and down, her tits jiggled. Her eyes were wide open, but unseeing. She sobbed and cried out, gasping hotly. She twisted and swung her pantied ass round and round, her cunt corkscrewing on his cock. She stretched her long legs down his, her tits smashing in his face. She shoved her arms far above her son's head, and with her hot thighs tight along his, she began to pump her ass up and down, fucking him. The only part of her body that moved was her ass.

  Davy felt his mother's tits resting on each side of his face, his nose and mouth pressed between them. He hardly moved, not sure what he was supposed to do. He strained his hips upward, but wasn't thinking. His mother's ass pounded furiously, her cunt taking his cock deeply and with hard plunging motions. His hands pressed at his own hips as he struggled to breathe.

  Although Molly felt her son's breath searing her flesh between her tits, she was absorbed with the ecstasy filling her cunt, with the throbbing hardness of his young cock penetrating her cunt. Her cunt burned and tingled with another swelling orgasm. The cheeks of her rounded ass, encased in her tight panties, bunched and flexed with her efforts.

  With a wet sobbing sound, Molly's hands rushed down her son's sides, underneath his
ass. She clutched at the young tightness of his ass cheeks, lifting him as she rammed her cunt up and down. She clung to his ass tightly, her fingers digging into the flesh. Her cunt slammed fast and hard, and each time she smashed her clit at the base of his cock, she grunted with rapture. Fire shot through her skin, searing the ends of her nerves, her cunt becoming insatiable. She slammed down hard, with his cock deep inside her boiling cunt, and began to grind wildly, gasping and sobbing with the unbelievable bliss.

  "Oooooh, Davy, Davy!" she whimpered, lifting her chest off his face. "Oh, baby, it's going to happen again! I'm going to come again!"

  Molly stretched her head up, her eyes clamped shut. She panted and gasped hotly, straining her cunt as hard as she could onto her son's hard cock. The checks of her ass tightened. She pulled up on Davy's ass, trying desperately to get more of his hard cock into her greedy cunt.

  "Oh! Ohhhhh, my Lord!" she yelped.

  Her hips jerked, then the orgasm exploded.

  A scream bellowed from Molly as she came. This orgasm was more powerful than the others, threatening to rip her to pieces. Her cunt clawed and sucked at Davy's cock, hot wet waves pulling on it.

  Davy's cock felt as if it were being pulled from his body. He gritted his teeth, his hands turning into tight fists.

  Molly, her cunt contracting with mind shattering ecstasy, screamed. "Grab my ass, Davy! Ohhhh, please, grab my ass and squeeze it hard! Hold Mother's ass, Davy!"

  Davy's hands shot past her shaking hips, his fingers spreading over the stretching nylon of her panties. At the same time, he shoved upward with his cock, an explosion of air gushing out of his lungs.

  Molly shrieked.

  Davy's cock was squirting rapidly, sending thick spurts of his come juice into her cunt. Molly thought she could feel his come juice spattering the hot, velvet walls of her cunt, but wasn't sure. Each throb of his cock against the tight lips of her cunt increased the mindless power of her own orgasm. "Davy!" she screamed. "Mother!"

  Molly smashed her cunt as hard as she could onto her son's spurting cock, her clit crushed at his cock base. She was certain her son was filling her cunt more than it had ever been filled before. Her orgasm burned throughout the expanse of her crotch, making the hairy lips of her cunt blister, causing her asshole to suck inward.