Kathy Andrews
Here comes mom

CHAPTER ONE

Donna stood waiting near the chain-linked fence as the commuter plane screamed in for a landing. She felt the anxiety building within her slim body.

It had been nine months since she had seen her son, Paul, and she knew he had grown in that time. She waited with anticipation as the plane taxied to a stop about a hundred feet away. After him being with his father all this time, she would now have him for the summer.

Dressed in a white pleated skirt, a cream colored blouse, with nylons – not panty hose and high heeled shoes, she knew how tantalizing and delectable she looked. Donna was a very attractive woman. Her almost-black hair was loose and was allowed to blow in the slight breeze, and her dark-brown eyes sparkled with excitement.

Men standing nearby looked at her from the corners of their eyes, some openly. They speculated on her beauty and desirability. Her tits thrust out sharply into points beneath her blouse, obviously indicating her pleasure at not wearing a bra. Her nipples could be seen boldly outlined, slightly dark beneath the light-colored blouse. Her skirt, although flaring with the sharp pleats, was still tight enough about her hips to reveal the teasing swells of her shapely ass the high heels on her feet emphasized the curves of her legs.

She was aware of the way men looked at her and she enjoyed it. Being a sensual woman with an erotic mind, she loved to exhibit herself. She wondered what they would think if they knew she was completely naked under her clothing. All she wore was the outer garments, her nylons, and a black garter belt.

Her heart began to beat faster with excitement as the doorway swung down. A few men climbed off, a woman, and then she saw her son.

"Paul!" she called, waving and dancing about. "Here I am, darling!"

When her son saw her, his face split in a huge grin of pleasure as he lifted his hand to wave to Donna could not wait for him; she darted through the fence and began to run toward him.

A sudden, unexpected gust of wind tugged at her skirt, then a devil wind lifted it. Donna's white skirt went high, billowing above her slender, creamy, smooth thighs. The skirt seemed to pause halfway up, then the power of the wind sent it flying past her head.

Donna felt no embarrassment. She paused as she fought the skirt down. But that brief time her skirt had been over her head, the men at the fence had seen the sweetness of her shapely, swelling ass, totally naked. The loud whistles of appreciation caused her to smile. As she smoothed her skirt down, she saw that her son had stopped walking toward her. She knew Paul had seen her hairy cunt, the dark curls of her pussy hair and the garter belt. He seemed dazed.

"Oh, baby," she cooed happily as she wrapped her arms about him. "My, you're taller!"

He stood almost as tall as she was, with the same coloring, but with the facial features of his father. She pulled him tight against her tits, feeling her nipples tingle. Pulling her head back, but keeping her lower body pressed forward against his, she laughed happily, then pressed her lips down onto his for a moist kiss.

Then she took his hand and led him past the admiring men and to her car. He tossed his suitcase into the back seat and scooted in. Donna climbed under the wheel, her skirt hiking to mid-thigh.

Paul stared at his mother's thighs openly.

She giggled softly and pulled her skin down before starting the car. Driving from the small parking area, she said in a soft, throaty voice, "Darling, this summer is going to be so much fun. I've been thinking about it and planning it so long. Oh, baby, I can hardly wait!"

Paul sat beside her, twisted to gaze at his mother's exquisite beauty. His gaze rested most of the time on her shapely tits, remembering last summer. He was just as anxious as his mother if not more so. He recalled I it with clarity, and found his prick becoming hard.

Donna, too, noticed the swelling bulge of his pants, and a lewd smile formed on her full, moist lips. With a significant look at the bulge, she stuck her tongue out playfully at him and pressed a little harder on the accelerator.

"You kept your promise, didn't you, darling?" she asked softly. "You didn't say anything to your father?"

"Golly, no, Mom." Paul looked at her eyes. "He wouldn't let me come here if I told him."

"Good," Donna replied. "I'm afraid your father is a bit Victorian some times. He would never understand."

As she wheeled the car through the light traffic, Donna was bubbling with eagerness. Her nipples against her blouse were very sensitive, and her cunt was steaming so hotly that she felt close to orgasm already.

"Did you like what happened at the airport?" she asked softly.

"What happened?" he asked.

"My dress, silly." Donna glanced at her son. "When my dress blew up."

"That was something, Mom," he laughed. "Sure I liked it, and so did all those guys standing there."

"Was I pretty?"

"Very much. I almost got hard then."

Donna laughed in a husky tone. "I wish you had. It would have been beautiful, darling. But I see you're getting a nice hard-on now."

Paul ran his hand over the lump in his pants, spreading his knees. "Are we going to have fun like last slimmer, Mom?"

"More than ever, baby," she promised. "You're older now and we can… do it."

"Oh," he groaned and pressed his hand hard against his hard cock. "Are we, Mom? Are we really gonna do it now?"

"I promised, didn't I?"

"Go faster!" he said quickly.

Donna went a bit faster, laughing in her sultry, arousing way. She dropped her right hand from the wheel and slipped her skirt up her thighs. Paul gazed at her nyloned legs, seeing the creamy whiteness above them. His cock throbbed with hot eagerness and he pressed his hand harder.

"Oh, baby," she gurgled. "Be careful with that thing. I don't want you to come off in your pants. Wait until we get home, please!"

"Then we better hurry," he grunted. "I know," she murmured. "Oh, God I know!" The drive was short, taking about twenty minutes, but to Donna it seemed years. Her cunt was boiling hotly and she writhed her ass against the seat. But soon she pulled into the drive and set the brake. Before she could get out, Paul grabbed his mother's hand and placed it on top of his bulging hard-on. Donna felt the throbbing of his prick against her palm, and she moaned with hungry eagerness. Pressing her hand against his cock, she leaned over and kissed him again, this time stabbing her tongue into his mouth. Paul began to suck it as he reached for his mother's tits, squeezing them and making his mother whimper with a hot desire.

She wrapped her fingers about his cock as best she could and squeezed hard, and then pulled away. "We better go in the house, darling," she said. "We could be seen."

It was only a bit after noon, and the sun was hot. As she climbed from the car, she looked around to see if any of the neighbors were about. But apparently they, were all inside their air-conditioned homes. As she unlocked the front door, Paul retrieved his suitcase and, looking at his beautiful mother, entered the house behind her. As soon as he had his suitcase on the floor and she had the door closed, they went into each other's arms, hugging tightly. Her hands moved down his back, past his waist, and clutched the tightness of her son's ass cheeks, grinding her lower body against him. His hard cock did not quite reach her cunt, but the feel of his prick against her upper thighs sent her into shivering pleasure. Grinding against him, she sucked at his tongue as he thrust it in and out of her hot, wet mouth.

"Has it been a long time, baby?" she asked in a husky voice as her tongue slipped free. She ground against his cock as she held his ass cheeks tightly. "Did you jack off and think about me?"

"You know I did, Mom," he replied, moving his hands down her back to fondle her shapely ass. "And I kept my promise; the other promise."

"You didn't fuck some little girl?" she asked, pleased.

"No," he said. "You asked me not to, remember?"

"You saved it for me?"

Yes! She squealed with happiness and hugged him very tightly. "Oh, darling, I was so pleased when you called a few months ago and told me you came. I've been waiting for that to happen. Hearing you talk about it made me so hot, so very hot!"

"And we're gonna fuck now, Mom?"

"Didn't I tell you that when you were able to come that we would? I won't break my promise to my baby."

Donna slipped her hands from his ass and shoved them between their tightly pressed bodies. She cupped his throbbing hard-on and squeezed. She then began tugging at his pants, gasping with a burning, desperate desire. "I want to see it, baby!" she moaned. "Is it bigger? Oh, I hope you come a lot now that you've started."

She opened her son's pants and stood gazing at his cock. His prick was long, not quite thick, but with the promise of becoming longer and thicker as he grew older. The head of his cock was smoothly swollen, beads of moisture forming on the piss hole. She ran her thumb over his prick, smearing the slippery fuck juice about the head of her son's cock. She closed her fingers and jacked on his prick slowly, mewling with the feel of his cock. Her eyes glittered as her cunt throbbed and twitched between her thighs. She lifted his balls free and cupped them. There was very little hair on his balls, and she found that delightful. The last time she had seen his cock and balls had been nine months ago, and then he had just a slight tuft of curly hair at the base of his cock. Eager to see if he had more hair on his head than in his pants until they fell to his feet.

There was more hair now, but still not much. Paul stood proudly, his cock arching out and up as his mother fondled his prick and balls.

"Oh, so beautiful, baby!" she cooed in a throaty voice, her eyes glassy with increased passion. She stroked his cock with a light fist, watching the smooth head of his prick appear and disappear between her fingers. "Just seeing it makes mother's cunt so wet! Mmmm, are you going to enjoy this summer!"

Paul laughed, almost a childish giggle, fucking his cock into his mother's pumping fist.

"I need to do something first, baby," she said, dropping to her knees before him. "Remember how you liked this last summer?"

He nodded as he looked down at her. His cock was hard, dripping just beneath her chin.

"I want to taste you, baby," she gurgled. "Oh, I want to taste your cock so much! I loved it in my mouth last summer, Paul, and I'm going to love it more this time."

She moved her head down and toward him. Her moist lips kissed the tip of his dripping cock, then her tongue slipped out and ran along the underside of his prick. She clutched his ass with one hand, his balls in the other. Donna ran her tongue all about her son's hard thick, giant prick, gazed with pleasure at his prick, then, with a soft moan, opened her lips and sucked from smooth head of his cock between them. She held his cock between her hot lips for a long moment, feeling his prick so smooth and delicious against her tongue and between her tight lips.

Soft mews bubbled from her as she sucked more of his cock into her mouth, then the wiry hair at the base was tickling her nose, her lips pressed into it. She had the full length of her son's cock inside her mouth now, and she lifted his balls and pressed them to her chin. She writhed her hot, wet lips about his cock, her tongue pressing it against the roof of her mouth as she sucked. His cock was as she had remembered, hard and sweet and delicious inside her mouth. The only difference now than last summer was his cock was thicker, longer, filling her mouth much more pleasantly.

Her pussy bubbled and twitched between her thighs as she knelt before her son, sucking now back and forth, her tongue licking hungrily. She felt her son put his hands on the top of her head as he always did when she had his cock inside her mouth. When he arched forward, as he did last summer, trying to fuck his cock deeper, she gurgled with delight.

Pulling her hot, wet mouth off his cock, she wrapped her fist about his prick and jacked his cock, looking up into his young face, her eyes shining with desire. "Oooh, baby, your cock is just as sweet as always!"

Paul tried to fuck his cock back into his mother's mouth but she gave a throaty laugh, getting to her feet. "You're so eager, darling. We have all summer, remember?"

"But I was about to come, Mom!" he wailed.

"I know you were, Paul," she said, tugging his hard cock between her thighs as she pulled him tight. Her skirt was around her waist, and she loved the heat of his hard prick between her thighs, almost touching the burning lips of her cunt.

Then as she pressed her thighs together, Paul grunted.

Donna felt the lurching of his cock and then he came, coating her inner thighs with the slippery thickness of his come juice.

"Oh, baby," she said. "I'm sorry. I didn't know you were that close to coming off."

She pulled from him, holding her skirt above her waist and feeling the come juice on her thighs. Then she used her skirt to wipe at them, and finally cleaned his cock with it, too.