"You want to fuck him, don't you? You've always wanted to fuck your own son!" Gloria Hoover cried out at her mother as she beat her fists angrily on the living-room desk.
"Don't, Gloria! Your brother's sick," Julie Hoover whispered hoarsely as she felt a flash of guilt shoot through her.
"You're the one who's sick! I've seen the way you've been watching him lately. Those big eyes of yours glued to Byron's crotch. Well, I'm going to tell everybody about you. I'm going to tell Daddy!" the young blonde girl screamed out as she ran to the living-room door.
"Gloria, please wait a second! I can explain. I-" Julie started to cry out. But the girl had already thrown open the door and run out to the street.
"Ohhhh, shit!" the woman moaned as she walked to the door and closed it slowly. Her relations with her stepdaughter were getting worse every day. Now they were taking on an ugly turn-two cunts fighting over the same hot cock. And that hot cock was her own son!
Julie bit her lower lip as she tried to control herself. She felt her clit begin to stiffen and quiver like a tightly strung bow as she thought of Byron lying in the room next to her. Her nipples were tight and itching, baking in the confines of her bra as she started to walk back to her son's partially opened bedroom door. Gloria had caught her staring into her son's bedroom while she was squeezing her tits with one hand and fingering her steaming snatch with the other. Julie had thought the girl had left for school already. She should have checked to make sure! But even while her second husband Jim was fucking her early this morning, all she could think of was Byron's hard, muscular body in the room next door.
"Mom, is that you?" a deep voice boomed out from behind the door.
"Yes. I'm sorry that I woke you up," Julie said guiltily as she completely opened Byron's bedroom door.
"What were you and Gloria arguing about? Jesus! It sounded like a real cat fight out there," the boy said a little uneasily from his bed.
Julie felt her face flush red as she stared into her son's restless blue eyes. After his father died two years ago, Byron took over the household completely for Julie and told her that he'd take the place of his father. That's when her snatch started to steam up for the boy. Every day Julie felt her eyes traveling across Byron's massive chest, down his flat; hard belly to the bulge between his muscular, hairy legs. She thought she could see his dark, fleshy cock and balls peeking out from the bottoms of his tight-fitting shorts every now and then. At other times-Julie thought she could feel the heat and sensuality radiating out from her son's crotch every time he looked back at her.
"It wasn't anything, honey. Gloria and I just haven't become real friends yet," Julie said, sighing deeply as she walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge.
"It sounded like a whole lot to me," the boy countered as he reached up with his left hand and stroked her long, silky black hair. Julie felt her skin crawl with excitement as she felt her son's powerful long fingers slip through her hair. It made her cunt flutter more wildly than before. Oh God! Julie thought to herself as she felt her white panties sticking to her crotch. They were damp and
sticky, moistened by the cunt-juice that was soaking through her wiry twat hairs. She crossed her legs and pulled her skirt down over her knees as she felt tiny bolts of electricity shoot across her quivery, hot fat pussy-lips. Julie prayed that Byron didn't smell the vaporizing cult-juice that was beginning to drift up to her nose.
"It's just that Gloria hasn't gotten used to me as a mother," the woman said as she got up from the bed and walked to the doorway. Julie realized that she couldn't be close to her son alone-not if she didn't want to strip down all at once and wrap her puffy labes around his thick, hot cock.
"Well, I haven't gotten used to Jim as a father yet, but that doesn't mean that I have to yell and scream at him, does it?" the boy asked as he moved his right hand over to a bump that was growing between his legs under the covers.
"We'll talk about that later," Julie sighed as she started to walk out of the room. "How's your flu? Will you be ready for school tomorrow? I felt your forehead last night, honey, and your fever seemed to be gone."
"I didn't hear you come in last night," Byron said a little disappointedly.
"I come in on little cat feet like the fog," Julie giggled nervously as she walked into the hallway and toward the living room. Her knees nearly buckled under her as her legs quivered with lust. Rivulets of hot pussy-juice trickled through her thickly matted cunt hairs End slipped past the elastic leg-bands of her panties, Oozing down her
well-tapered legs towards her ankles.
Jesus! Oh fucking Jesus! Julie groaned to herself as she reached the kitchen doorway. The marriage to Jim Hoover had been a mistake from the beginning. She wanted to give her son a father. And Jim seemed nice enough. He was kind, thoughtful, polite and gentle-far too gentle for her. Jim's idea of fucking was the old missionary position about once a week. Julie didn't consider herself a nympho, but she needed a hot prick stuffed up her pussy at least once a day. Her first husband Chuck loved to plow her twat apart with his thickly veined ten-inch rod every night. Jim barely started tickling her rising clit with his dong, then wound up blowing his load before she could feel the first ripple of pre-orgasmic contractions rip through her pussy.
Then there was Gloria. The girl seemed to have accepted her almost from the beginning. She was tall and pretty with long blonde hair that fluttered like corn silk in the air. Now Julie knew that Gloria's early pleasant attitude was due to her hots for Byron. It didn't take the girl too long to guess that her stepmother was angling for the boy just as hard as she was.
"I think I'm going to try taking a shower this morning," Byron called out from his bedroom. "I'm tired of living and smelling like some old invalid."
"Be careful. You know how sick you've been for the past week. I don't want you on my hands all year," Julie called out in a quavering voice.
She would have waited on him on her knees if she could. The way he looked at her this morning when she walked into his room! Maybe she was imagining things, but Julie thought that there was a definite note of sexual heat in his voice. She'd kept staring into his bright blue eyes as he talked with her until she was hypnotized by her son. Julie so badly wanted to touch the cluster of stray blond hairs that hung over Byron's broad forehead.
"Hey, where's the soap?" Byron shouted from the bathroom.
"Don't come out. I'll bring it in," Julie shouted as she ran into the kitchen and threw open the right top cabinet nervously. This was the perfect opportunity to see her son naked for the first time since he was twelve. Byron was eighteen now, and Julie was sure that he was swinging a big ten-incher around town. But she had to find out for herself
"Just hop in the shower. I'll be right there," she called out as she grabbed a bar of soap from off the cabinet shelf. Goddamn it! Julie said to herself as her fingers grappled nervously with the wrapper. She was so nervous that she couldn't remove the paper from the soap.
"Shit!" Julie mumbled in disgust as she tore the wrapper off and started for the bathroom. The sound of the running shower grew louder until it seemed as if there were a waterfall pounding in her ears. Her heart throbbed faster and faster until Julie was sure that it was going to rip through her rib cage.
"Byron?" Julie called out from behind the
closed bathroom door.
There was no answer.
"Byron? I've got the soap," she called out loudly as she rapped on the door.
Still no answer.
What's he doing in there? Julie wondered as she reached up and pushed the door open. Carefully she poked her head around the corner of the doorway and saw Byron standing in the middle of the shower stall with his eyes closed. The water poured over his rippling, muscular body, making his skin glisten as if it were lighted by a million tiny electric lights. The boy was as beautiful naked as she imagined he would be. His blond curly hair was plastered down by the water. Byron had his face lifted to the spray, making his thick neck display its heavy cords. His shoulders were smooth and broad; and his back, loaded with perfectly defined muscles, seemed to beg for her touch.
Julie reached out for the wall for support as her eyes traveled downward. She stared as his thick thighs and long legs, knotted with muscles. Long blond hair covered them from top to bottom. But what gripped her attention was what Byron was doing with his cock. Slowly but methodically, the boy was running the fingers of his right hand slowly up and down the full length of his thick, long cock. It was more beautiful than Julie had ever thought. Big blue veins spiraled along its length. The cock jerked and throbbed in Byron's hand. Its circumcised tip glistened invitingly. Julie ached to take it in her mouth and hold it there,
feeling its hot smoothness against her tongue. "UNNnngh!" Byron moaned while his hands roved around his heavy, hanging balls. He stroked them gently while at the same time he continued to massage his prick.
Julie wondered what she should do. Did Byron realize that she was standing there staring at him? He knew that she was going to come wandering in with the soap. Didn't he hear her pounding and shouting at the door? Or was he just playing, waiting for her to make the first move?
Then the boy opened his eyes and slowly turned towards his mother, smiling gently at her while he continued to finger his jerking dong with his hand.
Julie felt her cunt contract so fiercely that she dropped the soap on the floor and nearly crashed down on top of it in surprise. Byron did know what he was doing!
"It's okay, Mom. I know you've wanted to get a hold of my cock for a long time," Byron said as he leaned against the rear wall of the shower stall and pointed the mushroom cap-shaped head of his twitching prick at her.
"Ohhhhh, Byron," Julie moaned as she reached up automatically with her right hand and squeezed her swollen tits.
"Come on. Gloria's so steamed that she won't be back for hours. And Jim's off at work. I've wanted you so bad, Mom. Shit! I used to listen to you and Jim fucking, and I'd be jacking off in time to his pumping, Byron said huskily as he swirled his fingers around his throbbing reddened prick-shaft.
"You heard us?" Julie asked as she felt her taut nipples scratch angrily against the stiff material of her bra.
"And I'd shoot off just as I heard old Jim moaning out that he was coming," Byron said hoarsely as he stared at his mother's mammoth tits.
"Oh, baby. If you only knew how many times I used to pretend that Jim was you. Oh God, I shouldn't say things like that!" Julie suddenly cried out guiltily. She still had an opportunity to run out of the bathroom and away from her son. She didn't have to drag this out any further.
"Now you can get the real thing," Byron said as he dropped his cock with his hands and reached out to her.
"Ohhhh, God!" Julie cried out as she felt all resistance fall away from her. She reached down and unzipped her skirt, pushing it rapidly to the floor.
"Ohhhhh, yeah, Mom. Take off those clothes so I can see your tits and ass!" the boy groaned encouragingly as he started fingering his cock more frantically now.
"Mmmmm," Julie moaned as she riveted her eyes on his balls. The woman nearly tore the bottom of her blouse off as she stripped down to her bra and panties.
"Faster!" Byron cried out as Julie shoved her thumbs under the tight elastic waistband of her shorts and pushed them down to the floor. She reached back and unsnapped her halter, letting her tits fly out and fall to her chest as she ran forward
towards Byron.
"God, you don't know how long I've wanted to do this," Julie gasped as she pulled him roughly forward.
"MMMMMFFFFFF!" Byron cried out in surprise as Julie jammed her mouth against his and drove her tongue past his lips and deep into his mouth. At the same time she reached down and began pumping her son's cock slowly with her soft hand. The warm shower water splashed over her hot, quivering body while Byron's thick hands slowly trailed over the woman's well-rounded ass-cheeks.
"OHHHH!" Julie cried out as she felt her son's thick cock slide up against the slash between her fat hot outer labes. Byron's prick slid over the smooth, sensitive pussy-flesh, rolling partially into the hot, steamy hole while his dug his fingernails into his mother's quivering buns.
"You goddamned son-of-a-bitch!" Julie groaned out loud as she felt a brain-searing contraction ripple across her full erect clit.
"Turn you on?" the boy asked as he chuckled deeply in his throat.
"Ohhh, shit!" Julie answered him as she closed her eyes and ground her firm thighs against his hard, muscular groin.
"Ohhhh, fuck, Mom, suck me off!" the boy groaned as he reached up and put his hands gently on her shoulders.
Julie looked up and smiled at her son as she sank slowly to her knees. She felt the hot, wet tiles of the shower floor with her knees as the warm water splashed against her upturned face. Byron was smiling at her as she grabbed the head of his cock between her thumb and right index finger. Lovingly, Julie pressed the thick rod between her fingers, making the piss-slit open slightly. A small drop of pre-cum oozed out as Byron closed his eyes and threw back his head in ecstasy. As she pressed her thumb firmly against the sensitive underside of her son's stiffened cock, Julie slowly slid her index finger up over the crown and began to gently smear the clear fluid around in circles on the boy's stretched, satiny cock-head.
"OHHHH, FUCK MOM! SHHIITTT!" Byron groaned.
"Just a sample, honey, of what you're going to get. I've been waiting for this too long to rush it," Julie said huskily as she stared at her son's thickly veined dong.
Byron moaned again and bit into his lower lip. His hips hunched forward with every gentle squeeze she gave to his fully lengthened prick. Julie hoped that it would take hours before they both came.
"UNNNGHHHH!" the boy cried out again as Julie reached out and placed one hand around Byron's muscular thick hips. She let her fingers wander over his tough skin, caressing her son's firm ass-cheeks until her fingers brushed against the fine hairs that poked out from the tight crack in his butt.
Julie closed her eyes and spread her jaws as wide
as she could, clamping down with her lips.
"Ohhhhh, God!" Byron groaned as he hunched his hips forward and drove his massive prick down until the tip banged against the back of Julie's sucking throat.
Julie reached up with her right hand and started tugging at his leathery balls while she slid her tongue up, around and over her son's plunging pecker. Byron's dick seemed to be getting bigger and bigger as the salty juices started pouring out of the slit and over her tongue. Soon the pre-cum was so thick over her tongue that Byron's prick slid back and forth like a greased piston.
Suddenly Byron started to breathe unevenly, and Julie noticed that his thighs began to quiver uncontrollably..
"Oh God, don't come yet," Julie cried out as she pulled away from her son's prick.
"NNNNGHHHH!" Byron groaned as he reached down with both hands and wrapped his fingers tightly around his dong. Julie looked nervously at the expanding piss-slit. Suddenly she saw a thick, white wad of cum ooze out of the hole.
"Oh God, noooo," the woman moaned, bending forward and sticking out her tongue. Gently, she lapped at the big sticky drop and groaned with delight as she tasted its hot, salty flavor. At the same time Julie reached down with her right hand and jammed her forefinger deep into her fuck-hole. She moaned as she felt her juice-slicked cunt-walls clamp down hard on her invading digits.
"I'm okay. I'm okay," Byron panted as he
relaxed his grip on his dong and smiled at his mother. "It was a close call, though," the boy said as he grinned broadly and took away his hands. It was a sign to Julie that she could start sucking again.
The woman looked up and pulled away several strands of long black hair that were plastered against her forehead and covering her right eye. Julie's nipples twitched and ached for her son's hands. But she didn't want to rush things.
"Come on!" Byron cried impatiently as he hunched his thighs forward again.
Julie went back to her tonguing, running her tongue back and forth across her son's cock-head, then lowered her head until her mouth was level with his balls. Julie opened her lips wider, then stuck out her tongue, popping his balls deep into her mouth.
"OHHHH, SSSSHHHHIIIT!" Byron cried out as Julie ran her tongue over and over the tough, wrinkled skin. At the same time she reached between her legs and stuck her forefinger back between her swollen, aching snatch-lips. Julie felt her pussy-walls quiver, then contract tightly around the invading finger as her erect clit throbbed crazily.
"Ohhhhh, Mom, you're as hot as I am," Byron observed as he pushed Julie away from his balls.
"You're not going to shoot, are you?" the woman asked in surprise. She hoped he wasn't like her second husband Jim. That's all she needed- kneeling in a shower stall with her son's cock in her
mouth, her pussy firing up like an exploding blast furnace. Then, boom, he shoots and leaves her high, hot and dry!
"Don't worry about that," Byron said, laughing softly as he reached down and caressed her hair with his fingers. "I just want to take as long as I can with you."
"Ohhhh, God," Julie moaned as she closed her eyes and quickly thrust her head back into Byron's hot, wet crotch. She took his cock in her hand and shoved it into her mouth. Her tongue ran in tiny circles over his cock-head, dipping into the tight piss-slit. Julie sucked harder as she felt her son's prick grow and lengthen even more, filling up her mouth as it throbbed wildly with sexual excitement and heat.
"Ohhhhh, Mom!" Byron moaned, beginning to thrust his hips forward harder and more rhythmically.
At the same time Julie started strumming her clit like a guitar string, feeling herself rocketing through the air as electric sensations ripped through her contracting snatch. Julie felt her son's prick banging against the back of her throat as she continued to run her tongue sensuously up and down Byron's steely shaft.
"Hey, what's that?" Byron said suddenly.
"Wh-What?" Julie asked uncomprehendingly as she felt her son push her away from his twitching cock.
"The phone. It's ringing," Byron said as he reached up and turned off the shower.
"So?" Julie said, wondering why her son was so concerned with a phone call. It was probably a wrong number anyway.
"Better answer it. I'm expecting a phone call," Byron said as he reached down and picked up his mother, pushing her gently out of the shower stall.
"Girl friend?" Julie asked jealously as she started for the bathroom doorway.
"Not unless you think I'm going with the swimming coach. He's supposed to call today to check up on me. If I'm feeling better, he wants to come over tonight and talk about the coming meet next month with Hollywood High. I'm the best fuckin' senior on the swim team, and he knows it," Byron said proudly.
Julie flashed a broad smile at her son before she ran for the living-room phone.
"Hello?" she said into the receiver as her pendulous tits brushed against the coiled cord.
"Julie? It's Jim. Say, I've got Gloria here and she's been saying some pretty weird things about you," her husband said. Julie noticed that there was a note of confusion and anger in his voice.
"Jim, we had another one of our arguments this morning," Julie sighed, hoping that she could lie her way out of this one.
"Well, it seems that this one was a little stronger than the others. I think we'd better have a long talk this afternoon," Jim said determinedly.
"The three of us? I don't think that any public place would be right," Julie said slightly sarcastically. Jim always stood up for his daughter
"So?" Julie said, wondering why her son was so concerned with a phone call. It was probably a wrong number anyway.
"Better answer it. I'm expecting a phone call," Byron said as he reached down and picked up his mother, pushing her gently out of the shower stall.
"Girl friend?" Julie asked jealously as she started for the bathroom doorway.
"Not unless you think I'm going with the swimming coach. He's supposed to call today to check up on me. If I'm feeling better, he wants to come over tonight and talk about the coming meet next month with Hollywood High. I'm the best fuckin' senior on the swim team, and he knows it," Byron said proudly.
Julie flashed a broad smile at her son before she ran for the living-room phone.
"Hello?" she said into the receiver as her pendulous tits brushed against the coiled cord.
"Julie? It's Jim. Say, I've got Gloria here and she's been saying some pretty weird things about you," her husband said. Julie noticed that there was a note of confusion and anger in his voice.
"Jim, we had another one of our arguments this morning," Julie sighed, hoping that she could lie her way out of this one.
"Well, it seems that this one was a little stronger than the others. I think we'd better have a long talk this afternoon," Jim said determinedly.
"The three of us? I don't think that any public place would be right," Julie said slightly sarcastically. Jim always stood up for his daughter no matter what. It was an admirable trait-more patents should care the way he did. But this time it could prove disastrous to everybody concerned.
"No, Gloria's going back to school. Meet me here at the office, say about four," Jim said.
"Okay," Julie said, automatically looking at the wall clock and seeing that it was only eleven. That would give her and Byron plenty of time to fuck around.
"Say, how's your son?" Jim asked in an obvious second thought.
"I don't know. I've got to check him out now," Julie said cryptically.
If Gloria and her father could have their little talks and secrets, there wasn't any reason why Byron and she couldn't have theirs..
"Ohhh, uh, okay. See you around four, hon," Jim said quickly as he hung up.
Mr. Excitement, Julie thought to herself as she hung up and ran back to the bathroom.
"Byron, just your stepfather who wanted-" Julie began, then noticed that her son was gone. "Byron?" she called out, stepping out of the bathroom and looking nervously down the hall. He couldn't have left her hanging like this. The heat was temporarily gone from her pussy. Jim's call had done that nicely. But the itch and ache were still there, begging to be scratched by the boy's hot, thick prick.
"In here, Mom," Byron called out from his bedroom.
"Jesus, you had me scared half to death," Julie cried out happily as she nearly skipped into her son's room. That old sexual heat began to fire up almost immediately as she looked at her son's long, thick legs and the giant hard-on that stood up between them. He was lying in bed, his head propped up by two pillows while he continued to play with his twitching dong.
"Was that Dad?" Byron asked.
"Seems that Gloria ran down to his office and told him about our little fight," Julie sighed.
"It was about me, wasn't it?" the boy asked a little sheepishly. "I heard part of it. Gloria's been hot to fuck me for a long time."
"Well, you just worry about your own mother right now. We'll talk about Gloria and her father later," Julie said possessively as she reached back and slammed the bedroom door shut. For a few minutes anyway, she was going to forget about that coming meeting between her and Jim.
CHAPTER TWO
Julie walked slowly up to her son, feeling his eyes burn into her spongy tit-flesh while hot twat-juice continued to ooze out from between her dark-red slash and drip down her trembling thighs.
"Wow!" Byron commented loudly as he saw her outer snatch-lips quivering with excitement. Her cunt hairs seemed to bristle with sexual electricity as Julie stood only inches away from her son's flushed face.
"Ohhhh, fuck me!" Julie moaned as she ground her thighs hard together, wiggling her wet, trembling pussy at him like some kind of battle flag.
"Right on, Mom," Byron said as he watched Julie reach down and start to stroke her clit again. She groaned, closing her eyes and rolling her head from side to side as she drove the fingers of her right hand deep into her juicing cunt. Julie hunched her thighs forward as she felt her pussy-walls clamp down hard on her hand.
"Can't have you jacking off." Byron said as he reached out and wrapped his powerful fingers around her slender thighs. Julie cried out in delighted surprise as her son pulled her roughly forward.
"UNNNNGHH!" she groaned as she felt Byron's nose dig deep into her mushy cunt. The boy's tongue poked tentatively at her blood-engorged outer labes. He slid it up the full length of her twat-lips, driving it gently against her erect clit before he pulled it slowly down her shuddering, steaming box.
"ARRRGHHHH! DON'T! DON'T!" Julie protested wildly as she felt Byron rub his nose harder and harder against her aching box. She could feel the swollen, aching snatch membranes stretching deliciously as Byron's tongue and nose pushed slowly inward.
"Hey, I'm not going to take you on standing up!" the boy protested as he pulled her forward.
"OHHHHH!" Julie cried out as she lost her balance and crashed forward into the bed.
"Mmmmm, could fuck you in the ass, but I've got to try your cunt first," Byron joked as he reached over and rolled his mother over on her back.
"Fuck! Fuck!" Julie cried out softly as she pulled up her knees and stretched apart her puffy labes with her hands. The cool air of the room drifted into her steaming twat, creating a tornado of sexual lust as her son bent forward and pushed his head hard between her raised legs.
"OHHHH, DON'T TEASE ME!" Julie cried out desperately as she felt Byron's tongue poke tentatively at her puffy labes. He slathered his spittle up the full length of her cunt-lips again as he reached forward and started stroking her spongy, hot tit-flesh.
"Squeeze 'em. Squeeze my tits and nipples!" Julie moaned as she closed her eyes.
"Just like a good boy, I listen to my mom, Byron said jokingly as he tightened his grip on her mammoth boobs.
"AIEEE!" Julie cried out. Every time her son squeezed her tits, mashing her nipples in with his thumbs, her crotch fluttered excitedly and a fresh torrent of cunt-juice seeped out from between her reddened cunt-lips. "More! More!" Julie begged as she felt her son's fingers move up and rest on the inner surface of her left thigh. They were moving upward towards her juicing cunt.
"Fuck MEEE! FUCK MEEE!" Julie cried out again, wanting Byron to stop the foreplay now. She was getting tired of the delay. Now all she could think about was her son's thick, meaty prick that was beating against her upturned ass-cheeks. She wanted it stuffed between her quivering twat-lips now. She wanted to feel it driving down her fuck-tunnel, deeper and deeper until it plowed through to her shit-hole.
But Byron was too busy eating out his mother to worry about fucking her right now. The boy slid his right forefinger past his spearing tongue and nose until it bumped against Julie's clit. The sudden brushing sent shocks of unspeakable pleasure ripping through her snatch and asshole.
"AIYEEE! AIYEEESE! ARRRGHHHH!" Julie screeched wildly as Byron continued to rub her swollen clit with his forefinger. He stroked the fleshy, tiny organ up and down at first, then rubbed it across its pointed tip before pushing it down. Then he let it go quickly, letting it spring up into the air before he repeated the process over again. All the while he continued to lick savagely at Julie's puffy labes, trailing the tip of his thick tongue along the inner surfaces of her pussy-lips while he toyed with the tight, kinky curls of her juice-saturated cunt hairs.
"ARRRGHHHH!" Julie cried out mindlessly as she threw her thighs high into the air, impaling her pussy on her son's probing tongue, nose and finger while she wrapped her fleshy legs tightly around his bobbing head.
"Ohhh, Mom," Byron moaned as he moved his finger slowly over her slick membranes, down to the bottom junction of her twitching pussy-lips. She could feel its callused skin scraping along her slippery cunt-walls. Byron left off fingering her clit all right, but didn't leave her tiny organ alone for one second. He was nibbling on her tiny spear now, driving his mother closer and closer to the massive climax that was building deep in her gut. It had been almost two years since Julie had felt anything like this. Jim could never have brought her close to what she was feeling now. Like father, like son, Julie thought to herself as she screamed and moaned, throwing her hips up in the air again, then slamming them back down onto the sweat-stained bedspread. She screwed them deep into the mattress as a series of pre-orgasmic spasms tore through her violated, sucking pussy.
"FUCK MEEE! OH GOD, FUCK MEEEE! RAM THAT ROD INTO MY SNATCH! OH SHIIIITTTT! FUCK MEEEE!"
"Christ!" Byron cried out as he leaned back and looked at his groaning, thrashing mother.
"Fuck me!" Julie cried out in a little girl's 'voice, whimpering and begging for her son's prick.
Byron stared at her nipples. They poked angrily into the air as her swollen tits heaved up and down on her panting chest. Julie's slender, firm body was covered with a mixture of sweat and water as she writhed on the bed, begging her son to fuck her. Byron leaned forward, extending his muscular arms and putting them on either side of her shoulders as he bumped the swollen tip of his jerking prick against her steaming hot, quivering snatch.
"OHHHH! UMMMM!" Julie groaned as she felt the hot skin of his cock-head rub up against her slick snatch-lips. His balls rubbed against her smooth ass-cheeks as Julie felt the tip of his shaft tentatively poke against her box.
"I'm going to drive this mother-fucker in you now," the boy groaned deep in his throat.
"Ohhhhh, yessss," Julie moaned, turned on by Byron's determination. She raised her legs even higher and reached between them to grab his cock in one hand. She used her other hand to spread her reddened pussy-lips wide apart.
"OHHH, SHIT, MOM!" Byron cried as he hunched forward..
Julie rubbed the pulsating, purple cock-head over her soft, mushy pussy, covering it with a thick layer of the freely flowing snatch-juice as Byron groaned wildly.
"NOW! FUCK ME NOOOW!" Julie cried out, hunching her thighs forward helplessly.
"Fuck! FUCK!" the boy answered her as he inhaled sharply, then pushed forward with his muscular ass. This thick prick-head slammed against Julie's puffy labes like a hard, fleshy battering ram.
"ARRRGHHHH! OHHHH, GODDDD!" she cried out in delight as she felt her swollen snatch-lips stretch apart and clamp over her son's invading cock. As the meaty knob slid in, Julie's trembling pussy-lips clamped over it, trapping it deep in her fuck-tunnel. It was obvious that Byron didn't want to bury the full length of his dong into his mother's pussy yet. He crouched over her like an animal ready to pounce on its prey, rotating his powerful ass slowly in a clockwise direction, churning the tip of his prick around and around Julie's sucking hole. He was reaming out her box, making it bigger to accept the full length of his thickly veined pole more easily when he decided to ram it completely in. The two of them lay quietly on the bed for several minutes in that position, panting wildly as they both absorbed the delicious feeling that comes just at the brink of fucking. "OH, GOD! I CAN'T TAKE THIS! I CAN'T TAKE THIS! FUCK ME NOW! FUCK ME NOW!"
Byron opened his eyes and looked down at his begging mother, smiling broadly at her.
"Okay, Mom," he said softly.
Julie groaned as her son obediently hunched forward. Byron twisted his body back and forth, rotating his sweaty thighs so that his shaft screwed its way deeper and deeper into her squishy pussy. The spongy, hot cock-head reamed out her sucking hole like a diamond-tipped drill, pushing farther and farther into her gut. Julie tossed her head from side to side, grinding her thighs deep into the mattress, then heaving them up to screw her box onto Byron's sinking dick.
"JAM IT! JAM IT! STICK THAT FUCKING COCK OF YOURS INTO MY CUNT! OOOHHH, GOD! FUCK ME! SHIIIIT! SHIIIT! FUCK THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME! UNNGH! WAWWWW WHHHHH! OH, GGGODDD! SCREW THE SHIT OUT OF ME! FUCK! FFFUUUCCCKKKK MMEEEE!" Julie screeched as she drove her cunt forward and up, impaling her body on Byron's driving, screwing, reaming rod.
"SHIT, MOM! YOU GODDAMNED FUCKER! SHIIITTT!" Byron answered mindlessly as he dropped his head on her tits and drove his prick all the way into her twat. The young boy sank forward, squeezing her, pushing her hard down into the groaning bed with his heavy, muscular weight as he drove those final hot, hard inches into her sucking snatch. Julie groaned with delight as she felt his hot, leathery fuck-sac brush against her upturned ass-cheeks. At the same time Byron reached up to squeeze her tits once more between his strong fingers.
"NNNNGHHHH! NNNGHHH! OH, FUCKIN' GOD! OHHHH, JEEESUS! YOU FEEL SO GOOOOD! YOUR LONG, STIFF HOT COCK FEELS SO FUCKIN' GOOD IN MY CUNT! OHHHH!" Julie cried out in unspeakable delight. She couldn't believe the deliciously stuffed feeling that was racking her body and mind now. She couldn't believe that she'd done without this feeling for so long! It was the best thing in the world-to be fucked like this. Long, hard, filling cocks slamming into her twat. That's what she wanted from now on. No more slam-bam-thankyou-ma'am type of fucks for her. If that was all Jim could do, fine. He could keep screwing her that way. But now she had Byron-Byron would take care of all her needs if her husband couldn't Her clit felt as if it were going to rip off her body and blow into the air. It was throbbing crazily now as Byron churned and screwed his cock around and round her hot, juice-slicked fuck-hole.
"OHHHHH!" Julie cried out, feeling her nipples squeezed tightly between Byron's strong fingers.
"FEEL MY BALLS, MOM!" Byron cried out as he raised his ass and pulled his cock almost fully out of her cunt before he fell forward again and jammed his prick all the way up her juicing snatch.
"FFFUUUCK! FUUUUCCCKKK!" Julie cried out desperately as she tried to grab her son's fuck-sac. But spasms of ecstasy were burning out her brain, making it impossible for her to do anything except buck, heave, thrash and moan. Her pussy was contracting steadily now, gripped in one long, hard come. The-ripples she was feeling now were only the beginning. Julie remembered the long fuck sessions she used to have with Chuck. It wound up the same way-those long, delicious contractions that gripped her clit and finally turned into a series of wild explosions that tossed her off the bed.
"NNNGHHH! NNNGHHH!" Byron moaned incoherently. His body was sliding over hers now on a thick layer of sweat and spittle. Loud sucking sounds filled the room as the air grew thick with vaporized snatch-juice and cum. The boy's heavy balls slapped noisily against Julie's ass as his breathing grew more uneven with each second.
"SOOOO GOOOD!" Julie groaned as she tried to pull her mind together. She felt everything around her disappearing, fading into some brightly lit cloud that was gradually surrounding her. All she could think of was her stuffed snatch and her aching nipples. Julie ground her teeth together as she decided to try to make a play for Byron's slapping balls. She reached forward and around her upturned thighs until she felt her son's nuts. They bounced against her butt with each forward thrust. Gently and softly Julie cupped his balls in her palm as Byron groaned, sweated and fucked.
"OHHHHH, NOOOO! NOOOO!" the boy shouted wildly. Julie looked up and saw the veins standing out in his neck as he tossed his head from side to side. Saliva dripped out of the right corner of his mouth and fell onto her cheek as Byron shuddered crazily. His cock was beginning to swell and twitch wildly. Julie bit her lower lip until it bled, then squeezed her cunt-muscles tightly together. This was it! Her son was about to blow his load deep in her snatch.
"OH MY GOD!" Julie screamed as she dropped her hand and dug her head into the mattress, grabbing the edge of the bed to prevent herself from sailing off into the air. Her legs spread wider apart so that Byron's jamming prick could slide easily in and out.
"OHHHH! WAWWWWWHHHH! WAWWWWWHHHHH! WAWWWWHHH!" Julie finally cried out. That big, massive series of explosions finally began. She could feel the first one go off somewhere deep in her belly, then another exploded closer to her cunt. Soon, it was like a series of bombs all strung together, leading up to her clit. Blast after blast blew through her quivering snatch as she clamped her cunt-walls down hard on her son's driving cock. Julie pulled and tugged at the plunging rod, screwing her slick pussy-walls around the trembling prick as she begged him to fire his load into her snatch.
"ARRRGHHH! FUCK! SHOOT IT NOW!" Julie screamed as Byron's cock continued to rip through her pulling, tugging cunt. It hammered against her throbbing clit, slamming down harder and harder as he raised his head and clamped his lips around her stiff nipples.
"N-N-NOWWWW!" he screamed suddenly as he drove his prick hard and deep into her trembling snatch.
"OHHHH, FUUCCKK!" Julie shrieked as she felt hot jets of scalding, sticky cum explode deep into her cunt. Byron's climax triggered the final orgasm in her pussy. Julie screamed like a madwoman as a tidal wave of contractions crashed over her spasming pussy. Wave after wave of orgasm racked her cunt, making her trembling snatch-walls grip Byron's spurting prick as she flailed helplessly and wildly on the bed. It was more beautiful than it had even been with her first husband!
"WAWWHHH! WAWWWHHH!" the two of them screamed. It was as if the entire world was exploding with her as her pussy clenched the boy's cock. It held the squirming, shooting cock-meat tightly, jealously as wads of jism leaked out from between her stretched cunt-lips and trickled through the mass of wiry matted pussy hairs, oozing finally down her trembling thighs to the bedspread below.
"SHIT! SHIIITTT! I'M SHOOTIN' AGAIN!" Byron suddenly cried "out as he banged his powerful thighs harder and harder against her reddening ass-cheeks.
A double come! Julie couldn't believe it! She'd read about things like that happening to other people. But she thought it was something you read about in fuck books. People don't come twice in a row! Not like this!
But there they were. And she could feel her son's shooting cock tremble wildly and send out more loads of hot sticky, teen-age jism into her snatch.
"AIYEEEE! AIYEEEE!" Julie found herself screaming as she felt her pussy blowing up with orgasm again. Byron's new load of fuck-juice triggered another series of explosions in her snatch. The two of them screeched, moaned, bucked, thrashed and heaved together again as the fresh climax gripped the two of them.
"Oh, my God!" Julie was finally able to say as she dropped her legs to the bed.
"Oh, Jesus, Mom," Byron said, lifting up his head and moving it up. He kissed her lightly on the forehead, then ground his groin against her crotch playfully.
"You ready to come again?" Julie asked in disbelief. She realized her son was one hell of a stud. But three times? Her pussy ached from the double come she'd just gone through. Julie didn't think her snatch could stand another reaming and ramming so soon.
"No," Byron chuckled as he squeezed his powerful ass-cheeks together and pulled his prick out of Julie's slackening pussy. "Just thought I'd put a scare into you.
"Oh, God, I don't think I've ever felt anything like that before," Julie said as she watched her son slide off the bed and walk towards the doorway.
"It's because you've never had me in your snatch before," Byron said with a wide grin.
"Well, there'll be time for that now," Julie said as she reached up and dreamily scratched her right titty. She could still feel Byron's saliva oozing down her hot tit-flesh.
"Maybe so, but what are you going to tell Jim?" Byron asked a little nervously.
"Oh, I don't know," Julie said, her mind troubled now by the reference to her husband. There was Gloria, too. What could they do about the two of them? She might be able to fool Jim for a while, but Gloria was a smart eighteen-year-old. She'd know in a second if the two of them had fucked.
"And then there's Gloria," Byron said, seeming to guess his mother's thoughts. "She'll know in a minute that- Hey, somebody's at the door!" Byron said softly as he ran out of the bedroom and towards the bathroom. 'You'd better get the hell out of my bed and get dressed!" he said as he ran into the bathroom.
Julie felt electric shocks of horror rip through her body as she kicked her bra and panties under the bed. Who could it be? Was it Gloria trying to sneak back into the house to see if anything was going on between her and Byron? If she took one look at that bed, it was all over!
"Answer the damned door, Mom. Somebody's ringing the bell," Byron shouted through the bathroom door.
The bell! Julie sighed with relief as she threw on her blouse and pulled up her skirt. It couldn't be Gloria. The girl's style was more of the climb-through-the-window type.
"Coming!" Julie shouted as she zipped up her skirt, tucked in her blouse and straightened her hair. It was still wet from the shower-a perfect excuse for telling whoever was at the door why she was a little late in answering it! She was washing it in the kitchen sink while her son was showering.
"Coming!" she shouted again as she ran into the kitchen, grabbed a towel and threw it over her head, then ran to the door and threw it open.
"Mrs. Hoover, I believe?" she heard a man ask as she proceeded to towel her hair dry in front of him.
"I'm sorry I'm late in answering the door but I was washing my hair in the sink and-" Julie started, then took a good look at who was standing in front of her.
"That's okay, Mrs. Hoover. I'm Coach Paul Brown-the swimming coach at Byron's school. I was supposed to call to see if your son was feeling better. But I thought since I was in the neighborhood I'd stop on by. I'm sorry I bothered you.
Julie stood in the doorway with her mouth opened. If there was a walking god on earth, he was standing in front of her right now. He was at least a foot taller than Byron, with thick, broad shoulders. A thick, black matting of body hairs was obvious through the thin white cotton short sleeved shirt. Julie felt her cunt contract as she stared at his broad, muscular chest that seemed to ripple with vitality and strength. Thick, black curly hair wrapped around the back of his ears. Julie had to shake herself to consciousness when she realized the coach was grinning at her.
"Oh, that's nothing-I mean the hair. I mean-" Julie began idiotically. She stopped, then started to laugh. "Come on in. Byron's in the shower I think," she said carefully. "He'll be out in a few seconds. Would you like some coffee?"
"No, that's okay," Paul said as he walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. Julie watched him spread his hairy legs widely apart as he looked casually around the room. The blue athletic shorts he was wearing were so loose-fitting that Julie could see the man's big, hairy balls under his briefs. Her pussy was still sore from Byron's fucking. But she thought she'd be able to take on his coach without too much trouble! Julie couldn't believe her feelings now. Byron's screwing seemed to have let loose a torrent of feelings that had been tucked away for the past two years. In a matter of minutes she wanted to throw away her claim to goody-goody housewifery. Julie knew now that she wanted to stuff as much cock between her legs as she could.
"Hey, Coach!" Byron called out from the living-room doorway.
"Hey, buddy! Glad to see that you're up and around. We've missed you around the pool. You know, your son's the hope of our whole team. I don't think we'd have a prayer against Hollywood High without him around our place," Paul said as he looked proudly at the boy.
"He's something else, isn't he?" Julie said admiringly, then realized that the tone in her voice was a little too personal. She wondered if the coach had picked it up. One look at him and she realized that he had.
"Yes, I suppose so," he said, looking curiously at Julie.
"Well, Coach. I'm going to finish drying off and I'll be down at the pool today," Byron said as he tucked the towel he'd wrapped around his waist more tightly around his body.
"Don't rush, kid. I don't want you getting sick again. The meet's just a little while away. You rest up today and get down there tomorrow. I'm sure your mother'll take care of you," Paul said ironically as he got up and walked to the door.
"It was pleasant meeting you," Julie said formally, hoping to cover up her apparent nervousness and guilt.
"Maybe I'll be seeing a lot of you," Paul said as he extended his hand and grabbed Julie's. He squeezed it and winked at her. "I mean, with Byron the hope of our school, I hope to see you in the stands cheering him on."
"Ohhh. Oh, of course," Julie said, smiling at him as he walked out.
"He's a sharp one, the coach," Byron said as he smiled at his mother.
"What do you mean?" Julie asked.
"Oh, I think you'll see soon enough," Byron said as he walked back to his bedroom.
Julie stood in the middle of the living room for several minutes, wondering if she would see a lot more of the coach from now on. She hoped she would.
CHAPTER THREE
It was nearly four when Julie walked into her husband's office. Miss Moore, Jim's secretary, was busily shuffling through some papers when she closed the door with a loud slam. Julie hated the woman with the same passion she loved her son. Bertha Moore was forty-three, only seven years older than she was. But the woman looked as if she were going on ninety. Her wrinkled, puckered skin seemed to match her mind. Bertha Moore was insanely jealous of Julie and took every opportunity to needle her.
"Oh, Mrs. Hoover. Your husband's busy right now. I think he should be through with the important matters to see you in a few minutes," Bertha said greasily as she flashed her usual thin-lipped smile at her.
"Thank you, Bertha," Julie said, choosing to ignore the sarcasm of the secretary's last remark.
"You know, your daughter was in here this morning," Bertha said, smiling nastily at her.
"Oh?" Julie said in pretended surprise.
"Yes, she seemed highly upset over something," Bertha said, looking pointedly at her.
Julie knew now that Bertha hadn't heard everything and was fishing for information.
"Well, I don't know anything about it," Julie said off-handedly as she sat down in a chair next to the secretary's desk.
"She was even in tears," Bertha said, leaning forward and staring at Julie.
"Could you see if my husband's ready to see me?" Julie asked impatiently. She'd had enough of the woman's prying. Julie knew that Bertha had hoped to marry Jim before she came along. After having fucked her son hours earlier and having met Paul Brown, Julie was sorry that Bertha hadn't won.
"Go right inside, Mrs. Hoover. Jim-I mean, Mr. Hoover will see you now," Bertha said with authority.
When Julie opened the door, she saw that Jim was obviously worried about something. Normally he was joking and smiling all the time. Now he sat behind his desk, his forehead wrinkled with worry and his fingers tapping nervously against the top of his desk.
"Shut the door and come over here, Julie. I don't want Bertha hearing everything we say," Jim said softly.
Julie suddenly felt cheap and guilty before her husband. Now looking at him, she was a little sorry for what had happened this morning. He was good-looking and apparently a stud-or so he looked. Although he was forty-four, Jim worked out at the local gym enough so that his body was muscular and toned like a twenty-year-old athlete. Julie sighed in disappointment. He had a great body and a big cock. It was too bad he just didn't know how to use them. She looked at his long black hair slightly streaked with grey, and wanted to run her fingers sensuously through it. Maybe she could turn him on-fuck him right in the office. That would really burn old Bertha, especially if she managed to turn on the intercom so that the old bitch could hear the panting and moaning!
"What's the matter, Jim?" Julie asked as she sat down.
"It's Gloria. I don't know what's going on, but she's got some sick idea about you," Jim said. It was obvious that what was going on in his mind was obviously distasteful to him.
"Well, get it off your chest," Julie said, knowing full well what was about to happen.
"It seems that-well, Gloria thinks that-that you and Byron-well, that you and Byron have some kind of thing going," Jim said uneasily, looking down at the floor while he twisted his fingers together and breathed unevenly.
"What?" Julie cried out, jumping to her feet and gripping the edge of her husband's desk. She prayed that Jim wouldn't notice that Gloria's accusation hit home.
"I know it sounds pretty wild," Jim said, still not looking up. Julie was glad that he didn't. It gave her a chance to compose herself. "I don't believe a word of it, of course, but still, it shows that something's wrong between the two of you. Have you really tried to make friends with her?"
"Jim, I don't know what more I can do," Julie said as she turned slowly from his desk. Julie knew that she should tell her husband that Gloria never did like her. All his daughter was interested in was Byron's cock. And now she suspected that her stepmother was getting all the action-which she was-and she was going to get even with her. But then Julie wondered what Jim's reaction would be. He wouldn't believe her-at least, not the part about Gloria wanting to get ahold of Byron's cock. He might believe the part about her and Byron, though. So what? Julie thought to herself. If he did, he might want a divorce. That might be a blessing in disguise. But at the same time, Julie had to admit to herself that she loved Jim in spite of his handicaps. He was a good provider and could be a good father to Byron. Whenever she was any from Jim, she always considered leaving him. But when she was with him, Julie realized that there still might be a chance for the two of them to make a go of their marriage.
"Have you tried talking with her?" Jim asked.
"God yes. But we always wind up screaming at one another. And now this wild-I won't even say anything more about it," Julie said disgustedly as she walked towards the door.
"Hey, wait a second, hon," Jim said as he jumped up from his desk and grabbed her by the right arm.
Julie was surprised at this sudden aggressive act. Normally he wouldn't have been that spontaneous. For all his good traits, Jim was very deliberate about all his acts. Spontaneity just wasn't one of his characteristics.
"I think we've said all we're going to," Julie said a little coldly as she started to open the door. "You always take Gloria's side and don't bother to listen to me. You'd think you were married to your own daughter instead of me," she said sullenly.
"Come here," Jim said huskily as he pulled her hand away from the knob.
"What are you doing?" Julie whispered hoarsely as Jim wheeled her around and started fumbling for her tits.
"I haven't given you a really good fuck since we've been married, have I?" Jim asked as he grabbed her boobs with both hands and started kneading them gently but firmly.
"Well... " Julie began, not wanting to hurt her husband's feelings.
"That's gonna change now," he said huskily as he bent his head down and clamped his lips hard to hers.
"MMMMGFFF!" Julie cried out as she felt Jim's thick tongue slam past her front teeth and flutter nervously inside her mouth. It was incredible! She was practically being raped by her own husband in his office. And Bertha was standing guard outside, probably on her knees with her ears pressed against the door. Well, Julie would give her something to listen to!
"Lock the door," Julie moaned as Jim pulled away from her and smiled broadly.
"Afraid that old Bertha's gonna come in here?" he asked as he turned and flipped the lock. Julie thought she could hear a groan of disappointment coming from behind the door. She felt her body swaying as it seemed to melt from excitement. It was as if she were with another man. Jim was completely changed. Julie. looked at him in complete amazement. Even his face seemed changed. It seemed to ripple with an excitement and sensuality that Julie had never seen on it. Even when they'd screwed before, he always seemed calm, in complete possession of himself. Now he looked like some kind of animal. The look excited her beyond belief. She wanted him wildly.
"Baby, I want to fuck you like I've never wanted to fuck anybody before in my life," Jim whispered huskily as he walked slowly towards her. Julie looked down and noticed that familiar growing bulge between his legs. She started walking towards him and noticed that her clit twitched wildly with every step she took. Her nipples scraped sensitively against her bra. Her blood shot though her veins and arteries in a flood of wild lust.
"Oh, God, Julie," Jim groaned as he lowered his right hand down to his bulging crotch and squeezed the growing protrusion gently between his legs.
"Take it out," Julie groaned again as she stopped just in front of her husband. "Oh, God, Jim. I want to see your cock now." Jim was so different that she imagined his cock harder, hotter and fatter than it had ever been. "I WANT IT!" Julie almost screamed. She panted at him like a bitch in heat.
Jim smiled, then unzipped his pants quickly. Almost immediately his rod popped out of his pants and jerked crazily up and down in the air.
"Oh, God!" Julie hissed. It did seem bigger than she'd remembered it! Jim's prick was thinner than Byron's, but a good inch to two inches longer than her son's. When Julie had first seen it, she nearly went out of her mind. A twelve-inch cock rammed in her cunt! It was what every girl dreamed of. Then it turned out to be a dud. Jim always managed to get it stiff, but didn't seem to know what to do with it. Now, Julie guessed that he'd been reading up on what to do. He was apparently about to show her what his cock was worth in spades.
"I want to fuck the brains out of you, babe," Jim hissed between his lightly clenched teeth.
"Here?" Julie asked, hoping that he would throw away any objections she might have. She was so hot for his cock and balls now that she'd be willing to fuck him in the middle of Hollywood and Vine.
"Where else?" Jim asked as he reached forward and took her right hand, pulling it forward until her slender fingers brushed against his twelve inches of lava-hot cock-meat.
"Oh, yessss!" Julie whispered hoarsely, closing her fingers around Jim's long hard-on. The hot flesh throbbed under her touch while drops of jism flowed out from his piss-slit and oozed onto her massaging fingers.
"FUCK! FUCK!" Jim moaned, closing his eyes and obviously giving himself completely up to his wife's massaging.
Julie used the cum as a lubricant, rubbing it up and down the full length of Jim's steaming prick.
"CHRIST, JULIE!" Jim cried out, heaving his powerful thighs forward as Julie stroked his mammoth dong faster and faster. Her hand jacked up and down while she felt a fresh torrent of cunt-juice ooze out from between her puffy outer labes and soak through her panties. She felt the hot liquid pushing through her kinky cunt hairs in increasing loads as her labes grew puffier and hotter with each passing second.
"Let's move over there," Jim whispered huskily as he pointed to the leather couch next to his desk.
Julie giggled as she flashed a quick look at the door. She wondered what Bertha was doing- fingering herself? Well, the old girl was going to get the show of her life right now! While Jim was pulling his shirt and pants off, Julie reached over and flipped the intercom to the "on" position.
"Coming, babe?" Jim asked as he shoved his pants down to the floor.
"You just watch me," Julie said as she unbuttoned her blouse and unsnapped her bra. "Like what you see?" she said teasingly as she reached up and squeezed her mammoth tits. Their stiffened nipples pointed directly at Jim. Her flat belly heaved with passion and excitement.
"Jesus!" he moaned, spinning around and tugging at her zipper.
"Ohhhh!" Julie cried out in pretended surprise as Jim tore her skirt off her. Jim stared at the juice-soaked white material of his wife's panties. The dark stain between her legs seemed to grow bigger with every passing second as she traced her fingertips lightly across her belly and down to her crotch.
"I'd kill for that cunt!" Jim cried out as he leaped wildly at her.
Julie thought of Byron, and sincerely hoped that Jim wasn't too serious about that statement.
"Then take it," Julie said as she shoved her hands under the tight waistband of her panties and pushed them down to the floor. Julie kicked them into the corner, then slid past her panting husband and sat down on the couch.
Jim stared at her for a few seconds, massaging his throbbing prick with his right hand while Julie ran her fingertips lightly over her furry muff. Her hand glistened with the hot, sticky cunt-juice that poured freely out of her hot box.
"Come on up, babe," Julie said huskily as she swung her legs around and laid back on the couch.
"Oh, fuck!" Jim groaned as he ran up to the couch and jumped between her widely spread legs. Julie spread her legs as far apart as she could to let her husband inch up towards her steaming snatch. Jim's knees brushed the upper inner surfaces of her sweating thighs as he leaned forward and ran his tongue up her naked belly. He worked his way past her sunken navel up into the crevice between her thunderous tits.
"UNNNGHHHHH!" Julie cried out as Jim's smooth, thick tongue slurped up and down between her heaving jugs. Suddenly she felt his mouth leave her tits and inch over to the nippled end of one boob. Julie held her breath as she felt Jim's lips brush across the taut, brown nipple of her right tit. Then it brushed back again, hovering over the tough, brown skin for a second. "NOOO! NOOO!" Julie groaned as she felt Jim's teeth dig down suddenly onto the hard skin while his tongue lashed back and forth over her nipple.
"MMMMGFFF!" he cried out, slurping at her swollen tit while he squeezed her thighs almost angrily with his hands. At the same time Julie reached down and wrapped her fingers around Jim's jerking cock, milking it frenziedly with one hand while she rolled his hot balls from side to side with the other. The two of them groaned and growled loudly, each one shooting closer and closer to climax.
"Easy, Julie. Easy. You keep pumping away like that and I'm going to shoot all over you," Jim said as he pulled his mouth away from her sore nipple with a loud pop.
"Oh, Christ, Jim. You've never turned me on like this before," Julie gasped. "I want to feel you all over me. I want to feel that long dick of yours in my snatch. I want to feel your balls banging against my ass. Oh my God! GOD!"
"For Christ's sake, Julie-let go of my cock, or I swear I'll come!" Jim warned again.
Julie let go of the cock reluctantly, moving her hands down to her puffy labes. She stroked her sensitive flaps gently wit her fingertips, dipping her forefingers into her hot fuck-hole occasionally to relieve the almost unbearable ache that was gripping her clit and cunt.
"Hey, honey. I can take care of that," Jim said as he lowered his head and moved backward until his mouth was even with her horny cunt. Eaten out twice in one day! She couldn't believe her luck. She was getting the experiences of a whore at the price of being a housewife!
Julie stretched her thighs even wider apart and threw them high into the air. She could feel her sweaty ass-cheeks sliding back and forth over the slippery hot leather underneath as Jim pushed his head between his wife's silky thighs. He nuzzled his lips through the tight black curls on her snatch and opened his mouth wide. Julie watched in fascination as her husband closed his eyes and stuck out his tongue. Her pussy seemed to be wired electrically, sparking crazily as Jim's tongue flicked teasingly at her frazzled cunt hairs.
"OHHH GOD! GOD, KEEP THAT UP! OHHHH, JIM! I LOVE IT! OH, FUCKIN' JEEESUS, I LOVE THAT!" Julie cried out, throwing back her head and digging it into the leather couch as she tossed her quivering thighs higher into the air.
"WAWWWWHHH! ARRGH!" Julie cried as she felt Jim's mouth close over her snatch. He sank his teeth into her swollen, fleshy lips as he jammed his pointed tongue into her trembling twat. Julie was thrashing and twisting and bucking her ass up to his face while she felt his tongue sliding slowly across her throbbing clit. She locked her legs around his neck and shoved his face against her cunt in an explosion of lust.
"Christ, Julie," Jim moaned as he pulled his head out of her mushy snatch and slid up on the couch until his slippery fat cock-head rubbed against her steaming pussy. He rubbed his hands across her spongy, mammoth tits before he positioned his prick-head directly over the hot, dark-red gash of her snatch.
"UNNGHHH! UNNGH!" Julie screeched incoherently. She felt that familiar unbearable itch gripping her quivering clit. Her snatch-lips vibrated furiously as she waited for Jim to squeeze his powerful ass-cheeks together and drive his rod deep into her sucking hole.
"NOW BABE, NOW!" Jim cried out suddenly. Julie closed her eyes and clenched her teeth tightly together as she felt Jim's smooth, bulbous cock-heed shoving deep inside her hot hole. She never believed that her husband's cock could feel so good. Her snatch spasmed wildly as Jim's heavy, hot pole sank deeper and deeper into her juice-slicked fuck-tunnel. Julie felt her spasming cunt-walls contract suddenly, gripping her husband's driving prick like a fleshy vise. She didn't want to let go of his cock. She wanted to have that thick, hot, blood-engorged dick jammed deep inside her gut forever. Electric flashes of unutterable pleasure shot through her pussy to her asshole and back again as Jim began to chum his ass, reaming out her steaming twat. He lowered his head and started to flick his tongue against her fully erect nipples. Julie heaved her ass-cheeks high in the air as she felt a series of tit-sparking contractions tear through her aching pussy.
"Aiyeeee! AIYEEEE! OHHHH, FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Julie screeched, flailing her legs wildly in the air before wrapping her thighs tightly around her husband's heaving body. Julie shoved upward, impaling her twitching cunt on Jim's driving cock. "Like it, babe? Like it, honey?" Jim grunted as he continued to push his prick deeper and deeper into her hot, sucking hole.
"Oh my God! GODDDD!" Julie answered, tossing her head from side to side. While Jim screwed his ass one way, Julie rotated her ass the other. Their hot, sweaty bodies slid over one another with loud sucking sounds as Jim's prick swirled, plunged, churned and dug deeper and wider into the woman's twat.
"Julie," Jim moaned as he wrapped his thick lips around her right nipple and started sucking wildly at the brown, hard flesh. Julie was so worked up that she wanted her husband to bite hard into the flesh, to rip it off her swollen, sweaty breast and spit it into her face as he clawed at her quivering clit.
"OHHH, FUCK MEEEE!" Julie cried out as she finally felt Jim's balls rub gently against her upturned ass-cheeks. The two of them continued to twist and rotate their asses like two giant screws rubbing against one another.
"I'm gonna come soon," Jim said quietly as he pulled his mouth off her nipple with a loud pop and moved his face to the center of her chest. Julie noticed that her husband's breathing was growing irregular as he started sucking first at one tit, then the other. He drew as much of the hot flesh of one jug into his mouth as he could and sucked hard, flicking his tongue over the spongy mass as he could and sinking his teeth slightly into the mouth-entrapped tit. Then he let go, moving quickly to the other tit and repeating the same action. At the same time Julie felt her husband reaching down between her legs. Oh, God, he was going to jack her off while he was fucking her and biting her tits!
"AIYEEE!" Julie screeched again.
"Easy babe," Jim cooed.
"ARRRGHHHH! UNNGHHHH!" Julie cried out in desperation as she locked her ankles behind Jim's neck and heaved upward with all her might. "NOOOO!" Julie wailed as Jim slid his hands down to her snatch-lips and started playing with the fleshy labes. She felt her flaps quiver and twitch uncontrollably as he ran his rough fingers slowly up and down, occasionally moving them slightly to the right to toy with the juice-slicked hairs of her swollen muff.
"F-F-FUUUUCKKKK MEEEEE!" the woman shrieked again as Jim suddenly squeezed her fat, hot lips, flicking one finger over her erect, blood-swollen clit. It spasmed wildly, and she arched her back involuntarily as a series of brain-searing contractions raced through her hot, wet snatch.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Julie whispered hoarsely as she shoved her ass up again and again, swallowing every hard, hot inch of her husband's cock. Julie loved the feeling of Jim's big, hairy hot balls dangling down and slapping her upturned ass. Julie began to match Jim's bucking, still screwing her ass in opposite rotation to her husband's groin-grinding. She didn't know how much longer she could last. The sensation of Jim's hard, hairy groin sliding and slipping over her sensitive puffy labes was rocketing her closer and closer to climax.
"UNNGHHH! OHHHH, GOD, SHOOT THAT JIZZ IN ME! OH, FUCK, JIM! OH, F-FFFFFUUUCCCKKK!"
Jim suddenly drew in a sharp breath and slammed his groin against her violated pussy like a giant battering ram. He collapsed completely on top of her, pushing his hairy, sweaty chest against the hard nipples of her tits, crushing the brown sensitive skin with his body as Julie tightened her arms around his chest and dug her head into the couch.
"MORE! MORE!" Julie begged in a throaty whisper. She couldn't get enough of her husband. He was ramming her cunt wildly now, slamming his groin against her snatch like a piston out of control. His balls slapped noisily against her reddening ass-flesh as Julie's tits bounced and quivered with each forward thrust.
"Coming! Coming!" Jim groaned as he dug his fingertips into Julie's sweaty thighs and slammed his cock forward with one massive thrust.
"ARRRGHHHH! OHHHH!" Julie wailed as she felt Jim's cock suddenly swell up and quiver inside her snatch. She felt his hot prick-meat explode wildly inside her mushy pussy. Julie groaned as wad after wad of sticky, hot thick jism fired deep into her twat. The heat, the groans, the friction, the hot, wet feeling of male cum spattering against the spasming slick sides of her pussy were too much for her. She felt herself rocketing off the slick leather couch and sailing high into the heated air as the first massive spasm swept over her twat.
"ARRRGHHH! OHHHH, N-N-OOOO! UNNGRHH! UNNNGHHH! UNGH!" Julie shrieked mindlessly as she tossed her thighs into the air and drove her exploding pussy hard against Jim's hard crotch. Wave after wave of climactic spasms tore through her body as she screamed, moaned and whimpered in happy ecstasy.
"SCREAM IT OUT, BITCH!" Jim cued as he slammed his cock again and again into her tearing, clawing pussy.
"UNNGHH! AAHHGG!" the woman groaned again as she felt her snatch walls tighten up and snap tightly around Jim's cum-spewing cock.
"Fuck! What are you doing? What-?" Jim cried out as Julie smiled up at him and milked his firing prick with her snatch-walls. Julie always knew that she had five fingers that could act like a cunt, and a cunt that acted like five fingers. But her husband had never really tried her out. Now he was experiencing his wife for the first time in the sack. And Julie could tell that he was impressed.
"UNNNGHHH! UNNGHHHHH!" Julie finally groaned as she felt the last contraction rip through her aching pussy. At the same time she noticed that Jim had fired the last wad of jizz from his cunt-embedded cock and was fighting to get back his breath.
"God, babe!" he gasped as sweat dripped off his forehead and splashed on Julie's glistening jugs.
"You look a little tired," she said, smiling up tenderly at her husband and squeezing her snatch around his softening prick one more time.
"Jesus! I never guessed-" Jim began, then stopped as he bent 'down and kissed her passionately.
"Well, neither did I. Let's face it, Jim. You've never been too great to me with something like this," Julie said sourly as she thought of her son.
"I know, honey. The business-well, lots of things have been happening, but-well, I promise you that things are gonna be different from now on," Jim said as he hunched his hips up and pulled his limp prick out of Julie's slackening pussy.
"I'd better get dressed," Julie said, sliding off the sweat-coated couch and moving quickly to her husband's desk, flicking off the intercom before he noticed that it was on.
Wonder if the old bitch got her kicks? Julie said to herself as she popped her mammoth tits back into her bra and stepped into her wrinkled, juice-saturated panties.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Take care, honey. I'll be home later tonight," Jim called out from the office as Julie closed his door quietly behind her. As she stepped out into the office, she noticed that Bertha's hair was mussed, and there was the distinct smell of hot, vaporized snatch-juice, that hung heavily in the air. So, the old bird's got a little life in her yet! Julie thought to herself as she smiled at Bertha.
"Sorry to take so long, Bertha, but my husband and I were-uh, talking over some problems," Julie said, wanting to rub the sex scene into the older woman's nose as much and as sorely as she could.
"Y-Yesss, I'm sure," Bertha said unevenly as she grabbed a steno pad and tried to stand up.
"Oh, you look a little faint," Julie said, noticing that the secretary was staggering as she tried to move from behind her desk to the door that led to Jim's office.
"No, I'm fine," Bertha protested, trying to shove Julie away from her.
"Oh!" Julie cried out in surprise as she looked down and noticed that Bertha's nylons were soaked through with cooling snatch-juice. "Well, I hope you're feeling better," Julie smirked as she spun around and walked out of the office.
Julie could still feel Jim's jizz sloshing around in her pussy as she opened her car door and climbed in. She didn't know what had gotten into her husband, but she wasn't going to ask any more questions about it. Jim had suddenly turned into a super stud, and she was going to take advantage of the conversion.
As Julie turned into the driveway of her home, she noticed Byron sitting on the front steps of the porch, wearing just a pair of swim trunks. Julie couldn't believe it, but her pussy was firing up again! She guessed that Jim's fucking wasn't all that great if she could be horny again in ten minutes-and horny for her own son!
"Hi, Mom!" Byron said, running up to the car and practically pulling her out of the driver's seat.
"Byron! Wh-What's all the excitement about?" Julie asked, noticing that her son's eyes sparked with enthusiasm and vitality.
"I beat my fastest time in the pool by thirty seconds!" Byron practically shouted out. "That means I'm the fastest guy on the whole swim team-and probably in the whole fuckin' city!"
"That's wonderful!" Julie cried out, feeling a flash of maternal pride sweep over her body.
"Come on. Let's go in the house and celebrate," Byron said as he reached down and grabbed her right hand in his.
Julie felt her pussy flutter and her clit poke up slowly but steadily from its fleshy resting place as she thought of the kind of celebration her son had in mind.
"I saw your father today," Julie said as she shut and locked the living-room door behind her.
"Oh?" Byron said. Julie noticed a note of disappointment and jealousy in his voice.
"You know, you and Gloria are going to have to get used to the fact that Jim and I are married-husband and wife," Julie said in a businesslike tone. She hated to use this kind of voice toward her son. But he had to realize that she was a married woman. He couldn't keep trotting after her all the time like some sort of love-sick puppy. People-especially Jim-would begin to notice. It wouldn't take him too long to realize that what his daughter told him was, in fact, true. Now Julie cared whether or not her husband knew about her and Byron. She wanted to keep Jim as her husband.
"Oh, I know," Byron said sullenly. "But that doesn't mean that I have to like it," he said, hanging his head down as he walked to the couch and crashed on it.
"Come on, honey, let's see a big smile," Julie said consolingly as she walked over to her son and put her right hand gently under his chin.
"It's just that I guess I'm gonna have to get used to sharing you," Byron said as he looked up at her.
"Oh, God!" Julie groaned as she looked into his eyes. For a second there was a silence so deep that it was painful to both of them. Julie stared directly into her son's restless blue eyes and was completely hypnotized by those deep, watery pools. She wanted to grab him again. She wanted to clamp her lips tightly to his, to grind her labes against his thick, hot cock while he reached back behind her thighs and started to knead her firm, creamy ass-cheeks.
"Come on, Mom," Byron said as he stood up and wrapped his hands around his mother's waist.
"No, your father-" Julie started to say.
"Fuck Jim," Byron said angrily.
"I did-today-in the office," Julie admitted as she bit her lower lip nervously.
Byron stopped his fingering and looked closely at her. Suddenly, he broke out into wild laughter.
"What's so funny?" Julie asked nervously.
"It's I-just th-that-that you f-fuck the f-f-father, t-then fuck the s-s-son. Oh, my God! You're really busy, aren't you?" Byron said as he continued to hold her lightly.
Julie first started to laugh with him, then realized that her son was more angered than amused by what she'd told him. It was angry laughter, and it was scaring her.
"Stop it!" Julie cried out as she tried to struggle free of her son's tight grip.
"Like hell I will," Byron said angrily.
"Please!" Julie pleaded. "Your father's going to get home any minute. If he sees us like this-" she started.
"Maybe he'd like to join us then. The three of us. Hey, that'd be a good one. Maybe we could get a foursome going-you know, like bridge," Byron said as he started dragging her back to the living-room couch.
"Oh, God, don't, honey. Oh, Christ, if he sees us!" Julie wailed as she felt her son's grip tighten with every passing second. She looked into Byron's eyes and saw that he was determined to fuck her. But it was going to be an angry fuck-almost a rape. He was going to get back at her and Jim for having cheated on him! Julie couldn't believe it!
"Fuck him-oh, that's right, you've already done that," Byron gasped as he threw his mother onto the couch and stepped back.
"God!" Julie said out loud as she stared at the massive bulge that protruded from her son's legs. She should have been nervous or frightened. Julie had never seen Byron act this way. It was almost as if she were going to be fucked by a madman. Yet this kind of attitude seemed to be turning her on. Her nipples were beginning to bake in her bra, and her pussy was beginning to rumble. It was contracting gently, begging her to shut up so that her son could get on with it and jam his prick up her snatch.
"You really want this cock, don't you? You've just gotten through screwing your husband, and you can't wait to wrap your legs around your son's bod to stick his prick up your snatch!" Byron said, his lips twisted cruelly into a sneering smile.
"For God's sake, honey-" Julie begged.
"Fuck God! I can't wait until you get home to tell you my news, and then you lay that little announcement on me," Byron said sullenly as he trailed his fingertips across the waistband of his swim trunks. "Well, I've got a little news for you," Byron said as he started to slide his skin-tight white trunks down his muscular thighs.
Julie couldn't help licking her lips in excitement. Through the white material she could see the distinct outline of her son's hard prick and steaming balls.
"You're gonna get something new today-that is, if there's something you've never tried before. Shit, you're full of little surprises," Byron said as he suddenly bolted from the living room into his bedroom.
"Where are you going?" Julie asked as she spun around the couch anxiously.
She heard her son run into his bedroom and open one of the bureau drawers. He was obviously searching for something.
"Just get ready for the ramming of your fuckin' life," Byron said as he walked back into the living room. Julie noticed that he was carrying something behind his back.
"What's that?" she asked as he walked in front of the couch again.
"Come over here and find out," Byron said coyly as he stepped back from her and purposely hid whatever was in his hand from her.
Julie smiled. This was the old Byron, not the sadist of a few seconds ago. Whatever was in his mind must have worked itself out. She smiled more broadly now, relaxing as she ran her fingers across her swelling titties. "I think I'll try to take whatever it is you've got there away from you, she said playfully as she stood up and walked slowly and sensuously over to her son. Byron's glistening skin bristled with excitement and electricity. Julie noticed it. It made her tits tingle and cunt twitch as she moved to within a foot of her son.
"This is what I've got!" Byron practically shouted.
"My God!" Julie cried out, backing away. Byron was holding a thick, twelve-inch plastic dildo in his left hand while he reached out and grabbed her around the waist with his right!
"Let me go!" Julie cried out, realizing that her son's sweet attitude was just a cover-up. He was still angry, and was going to take it out on her pussy with that thing!
"Bet you want more!" Byron said huskily as he threw the dildo onto the couch and held her with both hands.
"OHHHH!" Julie cried out as Byron ripped her blouse open suddenly. Buttons flew into the air as she felt him fumble for the clasp of her bra.
"Don't hurt me!" she wailed as Byron tugged and pulled wildly at the stiff material.
"Bitch!" he answered, finally unhooking her bra and pulling it roughly off his mother's chest. As her tits flopped noisily down to her chest, Byron moved his head forward and opened his mouth, running his tongue along the deep crevice between her heaving tits.
"UNNGHH!" Julie cried out. She couldn't help the steamy sensation that gripped her boobs and cunt. Even though she was afraid of this new attitude in her son, she wanted him to fuck her. Just the touch of Byron's thick, hot wet tongue was enough to make her forget about Jim, Gloria and her son's jealousy. "Ohhhhh!" Julie moaned again as she felt her son's thick, sensuous lips move closer and closer to her aching, erect right nipple. She thought she would go out of her mind when she felt his tongue flick lightly over the hard, erect brown flesh. She wished that he'd take off his swim trunks. She wanted to feel her son's rock-hard prick with her slender fingers.
"Oh, God, fuck meeee!" Julie groaned.
"Get out of those fuckin' clothes," Byron groaned as he reached down and fumbled for the zipper to her skirt. Julie ground her quivering thighs together, milking the slippery edges of her hot, fat labes together as new torrents of fresh, hot cunt-juice seeped through the kinky curls of her cunt hairs and oozed down her trembling legs.
"Oh, baby," Byron moaned, rubbing his groin against her body as he slid her skirt down to the floor. Julie moved her legs slightly and could feel the damp material of her panties clinging to her juice-saturated cunt hairs. She wanted her son to rip those briefs off so that she could feel his hot groin against her snatch.
Byron seemed to guess what she wanted.
"Oh, wow!" he groaned, slipping his fingers under the elastic waistband of her sheer panties and running his hot, powerful fingers up and around her firm ass-cheeks. Then Julie felt him inching his hands forward, sliding them closer and closer to her fluttering flaps. Her cunt-walls banged together as Byron moved his right forefinger slowly up and down her outer labes.
"OHHHH, JEESUSS!" Julie screeched as the boy slipped the digit just into her hot hole.
"Easy, Mom," he panted, pulling his finger out and sliding her panties down to her knees.
Julie finished the operation by pulling away slightly from her son and stepping out of her wet briefs.
"Unnngh!" Byron moaned again, rubbing his bulging groin against her pussy as he clamped his lips around her stiffened right nipple again and sucked away like a vacuum cleaner.
"ARRGHHHH!" Julie shrieked, arching her back and thrusting her tit hard against his face while she spread her legs apart. "Oh, God, you're hurting me," she cried out.
"You didn't think about hurting me this afternoon, did you?" Byron shouted into her ear.
"Oh, God!" Julie wailed.
"Fuck! Well see how you can handle this," Byron said as he shoved her back. Julie lost her balance and crashed down onto the living-room couch as Byron slid his thumbs under his swim trunks and slid them down to the floor.
"OHHH!" Julie cried admiringly as she watched her son's long prick jerk free from the material and twitch angrily in the air. She ground her ass-cheeks deep into the couch and ran her fingers up and down her swollen, outer cunt-lips as Byron stared hotly at her.
"Oh, shit! You want to suck this cock?" her son asked as he reached down to his groin with both hands and rubbed the sides of his bouncing prick lightly with his palms.
"Cock! Cock!" was all Julie could say as she stared at her son's huge cunt-plugger. Julie licked her lips again, moving her hands slowly across her heaving tits and pinching her large, half-dollar-sized nipples between her fingers.
"Beg for it!" Byron said nastily.
"Cock! Cock!" Julie cried out again, closing her eyes and heaving her snatch into the air as she rolled her nipples lightly in her trembling fingers.
Byron smiled broadly, then walked to the couch and sat down next to his mother.
"One more time," Byron whispered in her ear, then opened his mouth and flicked his tongue in and out of her ear.
"I want your cock!" she moaned, moving her hands slowly down to her snatch and dipping her fingers in and out of her juicing, hot hole.
"You got it," Byron said huskily as he reached over and pushed her down hard onto the couch. He pressed his lips hard against hers, driving his tongue through her teeth and deep into her sucking, hot mouth. Julie was at first frightened by her son's new aggressiveness. He was never a person to sit back and let her do all the work. But this kind of lovemaking was almost as if he were fighting some kind of war with her. Well, Julie didn't mind it. There was no use struggling against it. She couldn't get away even if she wanted to. Her snatch seemed to have a mind of its own, and it was demanding that she sit tight and wait until her son got through plugging her mushy cunt with his prick.
"Ummmgggfff!" Julie moaned as she relaxed and began to enjoy Byron's battle. Slowly, she responded to her son's insistent tonguing, fighting back with her own tongue until the two of them were sloshing and slobbering in each other's mouths.
"Oh, God! Fuck, no matter what you do to me, I love you, Mom," Byron panted as he broke away from her for a few seconds.
"OHHH!" Julie groaned appreciatively as she wrapped her arms around Byron's neck and drew him back down to her.
He started licking her neck, sliding lower while he tongued her shoulders. He probed her armpits with his tongue, digging down into the hair that poked from under her arms before he moved back up and licked the tops of her tits lightly. Then he started inching down towards her navel.
"UNNGHHH!" Julie cried out. "OHHH, GOD, DON'T EAT MEEE! OH, FUCK, DON'T DO THAT!" she begged, rolling from side to side on the couch as she heaved her thighs high into the air. She could feel Byron's hot, blood-heavy pole rubbing against the dark gash between her puffy labes as he slid back up to kiss her lightly on the lips.
"Why not?" the boy panted, reaching down and stroking her quivering snatch-lips with his right forefinger.
"Teasing! Don't like teasing," Julie gasped. She could only speak in short phrases now. Her son's tonguing and fingering were making her into a giant fuck-machine. All she could think of now were her aching, itching tits, her twitching clit, and her son's big, thick hot prick and his heavy, churning balls.
"You'll have to get to like it," Byron said, smiling down at her before he started sliding back to her belly.
"OH, NOOO!" Julie groaned as he stopped at her navel and drove his tongue into it. Then Byron clamped his lips around it and sucked hard, lifting the skin high into the air and deep into his mouth while he continued to finger her spasming cunt.
"OHHHH, NOOO! P-P-PLEASE!" Julie cried out, but Byron didn't listen to her. He kept sucking and licking her sunken belly-hole, tonguing and digging into it until Julie thought she was going to shoot off the couch and come that instant.
"Easy, Mom. I know you're hot, but take it easy," Byron said softly as he backed off for a few minutes.
When he saw that Julie had stopped bucking wildly on the couch, Byron lowered his head and slid farther down. Julie's pussy twitched uncontrollably as she felt her son's hot, uneven breath blow through her tightly coiled pussy hairs.
"ARRGHHHHHIH!" Julie cried out as her cunt twitched expectantly. Slowly, Byron started licking the hot flesh just next to her snatch-lips, looking over and watching her outer labes visibly twitch and spasm with each slather of spittle he laid down.
"Ummmm!" the woman groaned, closing her eyes and digging her head down hard into the couch as she felt her son inch closer and closer to her spanning cunt-lips.
"I'm gonna lick you right into the biggest come you've ever had," Byron said hotly.
"No, no! I don't want to come that way! I-ARRRGHHH!" Julie screeched as she felt Byron's chin brush against her outer labes. She moaned and screamed over and over as she felt the weight of his head come to rest on her clit. "AIYEEE! WAWWWHH! OHHHH! OHHH! FUCK! FUCK! JEEESUS! FUCK! FUCK! FUUUCCCKKK MEEEE!"
"Hey, wait a second!" Byron said suddenly, pulling away from his mother's widely spread thighs.
"Wh-What's the matter?" Julie stammered. She couldn't believe that anything else could occupy her son's mind. She was ready to let the whole world come crashing to an end. Julie only wanted to feel that incredibly satisfying sweep of orgasm tear through her body. She knew that Byron could bring her to that kind of climax.
"I think somebody's looking in the window," Byron whispered as he jumped quickly off the couch and ran to the front living-room window.
"Oh my God!" Julie cried out guiltily as she sat up and grabbed a pillow, clutching it protectively to her tits.
"Shit! I'm not sure now," Byron said as he brushed back the lace curtains and peered out into the darkening late-afternoon sunlight.
"Oh, God!" Julie cried out, lowering her head and swaying back and forth on the couch.
"Hey, don't worry, Mom. I said I only thought that somebody was peeking in. Shit, the way you've been churning around on that couch, I might have thought I saw little green men," Byron said, trying to hide his nervousness.
"Did you see who it was?" Julie asked anxiously.
"No. And I'm not sure I saw anything. Like I said, just thought I saw somebody. You know, from the corner of my eye," Byron said, looking suspiciously at the window. "But I'll tell you what. Let's finish this up in the bedroom."
"You want to keep going on?" Julie asked in amazement.
"Why not? We've got better shades in there to keep out prying eyes. Besides, we're both too hot to stop now," Byron said huskily, reaching over and trailing the edge of his fingertips across her trembling pussy. Julie threw back her head and moaned as she felt her son rubbing the wet, fat edges of her labes together.
"I can't argue that one," Julie said, looking at her son, then breaking out into laughter.
"Come on. Let's fuck in your bed," Byron said as he reached down and pulled Julie up with one pull.
The woman smiled at her son. He was going to prove to her that he was better than his stepfather, and in his own stepfather's bed to boot!
"Aren't you forgetting something?" Julie asked as she stopped by the doorway.
"What? Oh, that! Yeah," Byron said, noticing that his mother was pointing at the dildo that had rolled onto the floor next to the couch. "You're gonna love this," Byron said, smiling broadly at her as he walked over to the vibrator and picked it up. Julie felt her shit-hole and pussy contract as she watched Byron run his fingers slowly up and down the smooth plastic sides of the dildo. She knew that this would be an experience
CHAPTER FIVE
"SHIT! FUCK MEEEE!" Julie cried as she thrashed crazily on the bed. Byron was standing spread-legged in front of her, rubbing his cock slowly with his left hand while he held the long dildo in his right like some kind of candlestick.
Byron stood quietly, watching his mother buck and heave on the groaning bed. Then he let go of his cock and reached over to the dildo, twisting the knob on the bottom of the vibrator to the right. Suddenly the room was filled with the Sound of buzzing.
"Oh, God, don't fuck me with that thing!" Julie cried out in disappointment. She wanted to feel her son's prick up her snatch, not some plastic dong reaming her. That was fine when a woman was all alone with just her five fingers to play with. But when a man was in the room, who needed artificial help?
"Like I told you, you're gonna get both," Byron said, smiling mysteriously as he. started walking towards tile edge of the bed. Julie watched in fascination as the boy's cock swung lazily back and forth with every step he took. When he moved next to her, she reached over and wrapped her fingers around his bobbing cock, milking it frenziedly with one hand while she rolled his hot balls from side to side with the other.
"UNNGHHH!" the boy cried, pushing her hands away and crawling onto the bed.
Julie let go of the cock reluctantly, moving her hands down to her puffy labes and stroking the sensitive flaps gently with her fingertips, dipping her forefingers into her hot hole occasionally to relieve the almost unbearable ache that gripped her clit and cunt.
"I'll take care of that," Byron said, still holding the buzzing dildo in his hand as he inched between her spread legs. Julie watched as he lowered his mouth and dove between her thighs. He moved down until his lips were even with her horny cunt. Julie stretched her thighs even wider apart and threw them into the air. Byron pushed his head between his mother's silky, trembling thighs, nuzzling through the tight curls on her pussy and opening his mouth wide. Then he started lapping up her leaking cunt juice, slurping up the acidic-tasting fluid like a dog lapping up water. Her pussy seemed to be electrically charged, sparking wildly as his tongue flicked teasingly at her frazzled, saturated cunt hairs.
"AHHH! AHHH! FUCK! FUCK!" Julie cried out, throwing her head back and digging it into the pillows as she heaved her thighs higher into the air.
"WWAAWHHH!" Julie screeched again as she felt Byron's thick lips close over her snatch. Her son sank his teeth into the swollen membranes of her twat, jamming his long tongue into her trembling twat while he nibbled gently at her quivering labes. Julie couldn't take much more of this. Bright lights popped off in her eyes while thunder roared in her ears. Her heart throbbed so wildly that she thought it was going to rip through her rib cage. Her blood raced through her veins as if she were having a heart seizure. Julie thrashed and twisted her ass up to Byron's face while she felt his tongue slide across her throbbing clit. She locked her legs around his neck and shoved his face against her bucking cunt in a wild frenzy of delight.
"SHIT! SHIIITT!" Julie screamed as she felt herself teetering on the edge of orgasm.
Byron sensed her urgency and backed off for a few seconds to let her calm down.
"Whew! You almost shot off, didn't you?" Byron asked as he chuckled softly.
"Oh, God!" was all Julie could say.
Byron continued to look down at her, stroking her glistening gash with one hand while he trailed his fingertips across the twitching, erect nipple of her right tit.
"Ever been fucked at both ends, Mom?" Byron finally asked as he moved the dildo closer to Julie's upturned ass.
So now it came out! That was what he was planning to do with that twelve-incher! Julie wasn't surprised. She knew from the beginning that he wasn't planning to play darts with it.
"I don't know if I can," Julie said a little nervously as she felt him playing with her asshole with his right hand.
"Come on, give it a try," Byron urged as he smiled broadly at his mother.
The idea sounded fascinating, especially with Byron. But she didn't know if she could take his cock up her ass without hurting something-and maybe ruining herself for life.
"Don't Worry-I'll be careful," Byron said soothingly, guessing that she was worried about it
"Well, I guess-" Julie said hesitatingly as she looked warily at the buzzing dildo.
"Good!" Byron said enthusiastically as he moved the dildo directly over her trembling snatch-lips. Slowly, he brought it down, running the vibrating sides of the dildo gently over the wiry tips of her juice-saturated cunt hairs.
"UNNGHHH!" Julie groaned. She felt her cunt-hole spasm wildly as her hairs vibrated in sympathy with the sliding dildo.
"Take this," Byron said, resting the dildo between her quivering flaps.
"ARRGHHH! OHHH, NOOG!" Julie cried out as she felt the vibrator sinking slowly between her fat cunt-lips. Byron reached down and spread her outer labes gently apart as he slid the tip of the vibrator down her fuck-tunnel.
"AIYEEEE!" Julie screeched as the latex cock slipped into her snatch with a squish. She gasped and shuddered as she felt her twitching snatch filled with the artificial cock.
"That'll keep your mind off things," Byron said as he shoved her ass higher into the air.
"OHHH, GGGODDDD!" Julie groaned as she felt Byron starting to rim the puckered brown skin of her asshole with his tongue. At the same time she felt her clit racked by the vibrations that poured out of the buzzing dildo.
"NNNGHHHH!" Julie cried wildly as she wriggled her ass-cheeks back and forth. While Byron moved the dildo back and forth in her juicing cunt, he stuck one finger sharply up her asshole while he trailed his tongue up and down the crack that ran between her downy ass-cheeks.
"OHHH, YESSSS!" she hissed. Searing bolts of pleasure shot from her cunt to her asshole, and from her shitter to her snatch in a mutual shuttle train of pleasure. Byron continued to probe deeper and deeper into Julie's hung. She started to twist and grind her thighs in response to Byron's finger and the vibrating dildo.
"Oh, fuck! You've got one hell of an ass!" Byron groaned as he felt his cock jerk and bang against Julie's sweaty buns. "See if you can take this."
"ARRRGHHH!" the woman screeched as her son jammed in two more fingers and screwed them deep into Julie's shit-chute.
"ARRRGHHH! OHHH! TAKE IT OUT!" she cried out again. But gradually Julie began to enjoy that stuffed feeling. It was as if she'd grown another clit somewhere deep in her asshole. The vibrations of the dildo not only were making her cunt as soft as jelly, but they were combining with the probing fingers to produce spasms of ecstasy both in her ass and in her snatch.
"Okay! I've had enough of the foreplay," Byron hissed as he pulled his fingers out and positioned himself for a butt-fuck.
"Don't hurt me," Julie pleaded.
"You're my own mother. How could I do a thing like that?" Byron asked as he spread her ass-cheeks apart with his powerful hands. "Just a few jabs of this, and you'll be all set," he said, reaching down and swirling the buzzing dildo around in her cunt like a plastic butter chum. Julie screamed and whimpered, feeling her snatch-walls vibrate furiously in time to the vibrations.
"Okay. Just a sharp pain at first. Then you'll get used to it," Byron said huskily as he positioned the purple, slick tip of his shaft directly over Julie's puckered asshole. She closed her eyes and concentrated on relaxing and on the buzzing dildo.
Relax, relax, she told herself, remembering some stories she'd heard of how women were able to take their lovers' cocks just as easily in the ass as in the pussy. All you had to do was let those old ass muscles go limp, and you were okay.
"Now!" Byron grunted as he pulled her ass-cheeks wide apart and drove his groin forward and down. With that one hard thrust, Byron jammed his cock-head into her tight shit-chute.
"AIYYEEEE! TAKE IT OUT! ARRRNNGHH! OHH, NOOO! OH, FUCKIN' JEEESUS, I'M GONNA BUST APART! OHHHH! ARRGHHHH!" Julie screamed in pain, closing her eyes more tightly and lurching forward as she felt her body racked by unspeakable pain.
"Relax! Relax!" Byron kept saying softly aver her as he held tightly onto her thighs. At the same time he reached down and plunged the artificial cock in and out of his mother's squishing cunt. He carefully rotated it around in her snatch, rubbing her throbbing clit with the edge of the dildo to take her mind off her shitter for a while.
Gradually, Julie was surprised to find herself actually enjoying the ramming she was getting.
"That's it," Byron said, smiling down at her as he released his grip on her thighs and started ramming his prick deeper into her hot hole.
"Ohhhhh!" Julie groaned. She'd never felt something like this before in her entire life. Her shit-hole was stuffed with a hot torpedo-her son's prick. Her pussy was filled with a buzzing dildo that was teasing her clit toward orgasm. Bolts of indescribable pleasure, shot back and forth from her cunt to her ass.
"Easy, Mom. There's more coming," Byron said as he clenched his ass muscles together again and heaved his thighs forward.
"Ohhhh, fuck my ass-break my fucking ass open! Oh, God! Bust me apart," Julie said incoherently as she felt her son's cock slide in her butt inch by hot, steaming inch. She thought she'd never feel his hairy groin as more and more young prick-meat slid into her gut. Finally Julie felt Byron's heavy balls slide against her ass-cheeks. She sighed with relief as she wriggled her butt against Byron's hard, hot, sweaty groin.
"JEEESUS! FUCK MEEE!" she cried out as Byron continued to chum the dildo in and out of her snatch. Julie inhaled, and was almost overcome by the smell of vaporized sweat, cum and cunt-juice that hung heavily in the air between them. Their bodies slid and ground together on a thin, oily film of sweat and pussy-juice as the room was filled with the sounds of fucking.
"AIYEEE!" Julie screamed, reaching up and digging her fingernails into her son's neck as his fingers played against his mother's swollen cunt-lips. He jammed the dildo in and out of her pussy, then left it alone while he fingered her trembling labes like a harpist playing his instrument.
"CHRIST! I CAN'T TAKE IT! CAN'T! TAKE IT! C-C-CAN'T-!" Julie stammered as she felt her belly knot up tighter and tighter. It was that old familiar ball of sexual tension that was about to blow off in her gut.
"Came on, sure you can," Byron grunted as he jammed the fingers of his other hand deep into her cunt and played with her slick, trembling pussy-walls.
"OHHHH!" Julie cried out as she felt Byron pushing his throbbing prick deeper into her welcoming asshole. "What are you trying to do?" she groaned.
"Make it come out of your fuckin' mouth," he sneered, jamming his groin harder and harder against her upturned ass. Julie pushed forward to get the maximum penetration as she almost fainted with the delight of her son's expert fucking. The vibrations from the dildo had turned her entire body now into one big vibrating clit. She was about to go off-to explode with wave after wave of cunt-ripping explosions. Pussy-juice flowed like water from a broken dam out of her cunt-hole, running down her thighs and staining the sheets underneath her back. Her tits flopped from side to side of her heaving chest as her nipples poked angrily into the air. Her body was panting for release from the incredible tension that gripped every raw nerve-ending. "I'M COMING! OH, FUCKIN' JEESUS, I CAN'T HELP IT. OH, BABY, I'M COMING!" Julie screamed.
"Not yet!" Byron nearly pleaded, stopping his ass-fucking and dildo cunt-churning for a few seconds.
"ARRRGHHH!" the woman cried out in frustration. She was hanging on the edge of the cliff by her fingernails. She could feel her clit about to rip off her body. How could he tell her to wait? How could he expect her to hold back? She had to let go! Julie couldn't control her body any more.
"OH, FUCKIN' SHIT! I'M COMING TOOOO!" Byron wailed as he threw his head from side to side.
"OHHH, OOOHHH!" Julie cried out in delight.
"FUCKIN' JEEESUS! I'M CCCOOMMIIINNGG!" Byron screamed as he dug his fingers into his mother's pussy. He strummed wildly at her twitching clit, knocking his hands against the buzzing vibrator and nearly shoving it completely into her uterus as he felt his thick, hot teen-age jizz bubbling and spattering in his swinging balls. It was exploding out of his fuck-sac and into his twitching cock.
"BYRON! OH MY GOD! OHHH, SON! NNNGHHH!" Julie cried as she felt her snatch finally begin to contract.
"UNNGHHH!" Byron answered mindlessly as he felt the hot jizz explode from his balls into his fuck-shaft. It shot out like massive, white cannonballs through his piss-slit, splattering deep into Julie's ass. Bolt after bolt of lava-like jism spurted into the woman's guts as Byron swayed on the bed from side to side. His balls ached as the final load of fuck-juice emptied into Julie's stretched shit-hole.
"OHHHH! OHHH! OHHH!" Julie cried out as she felt the contractions building up in intensity. It was as if separate packages of sexual dynamite had been planted in her body, and each package was more explosive than the others. The first ones went off somewhere deep in her belly, nearly blowing her twitching nipples off her swollen tits. Then came the others, each one closer and closer to her asshole and clit. Finally the last ones came, blasting through her twisting, thrusting body like a triple-headed nuclear missile. "UNNGHHH! WAWWWWHHH! OHHH, NOOOO!" Julie screamed in ecstasy.
"Come, Mom! Goddamn it, come, fuck you!" Byron cried out. Even though he'd shot his load, he was growing excited again just by watching Julie thrash under him. Her bung-walls gripped his cock tightly as if they had teeth and were trying to chew through his red-hot prick-skin to get at more jizz.
"AIYEEEE!" she screeched, feeling her cunt and asshole squeeze tighter and tighter. Somewhere deep in her gut she felt the vibrator bang against her son's cock-head as the final and most powerful contractions ripped through her body. They tore through her belly and blew out through her ass and cunt.
"OHHHH! OHHHH! OHHHH!" Julie screeched.
"Fuck!" Byron answered her, reaching down and slapping his hands wildly against her thighs. Julie loved the pain. It went along with the wild contractions that were turning her flesh into a hot river of sensuality. He slapped his hands hard across her swollen tits, then crashed them down on her upturned quivering thighs until the skin reddened. Still Julie begged for more as the explosions continued.
"NOOO! NOOO!" Julie wailed desperately. Her body quivered and swayed with each spasm that racked her snatch and bung. Series after series of contractions gripped her pussy and made her lurch forward and collapse finally in complete exhaustion. She lay there quietly for several minutes, squeezing her cunt-walls against the buzzing plastic cock while she enjoyed the full feeling Byron's prick gave her as it rested deep in her bowels.
"Well, what did I tell you?" Byron finally was able to say as he pulled back and drew his cock out of her shitter.
"Ohhh, that was fantastic!" Julie cried out.
"You'd be surprised what you learn in school," Byron said, chuckling as he gently lowered her legs to the bed and reached down to turn off the dildo.
"Ohhh, just leave it on for a few minutes. It feels soooo good," Julie said as she closed her eyes and gave herself completely up to the artificial cock.
"Hey, sorry about hurting you," Byron said as he churned the dildo slowly in Julie's snatch.
"Mmmmmm. . ." the woman cooed as gentle waves of ecstatic spasms swept over her clit. "Oh, don't worry. It was wonderful," Julie crooned. "So that's what you boys learn in high school," she said, opening her eyes and looking up at her son. His hair hung over his forehead, and perspiration dripped down his cheek. She thought that Byron had never looked more handsome than he did now.
"Oh, you'd be surprised. Especially if you're on the athletic team-any of them-those girls just throw themselves around. Christ, you can't even make it to your locker without having some furry little cunt thrown in your face," Byron said as he finally turned the vibrator off and pulled it out of his mother's snatch.
"Ohhhhh, too bad. But I guess we'd better stop. Your father's about to come home."
Byron made a face as he rolled off the bed and threw the dildo angrily into the far corner of the bedroom. Julie sighed deeply, then climbed off the bed and walked slowly up to him.
"Hey, what's wrong?" she said playfully as she wrapped her arms gently around his slender, powerful waist.
"I'd almost forgotten about Jim," Byron said.
"Hey. Just because I'm married to him doesn't mean that I can't feel the same way about you," Julie said, amazed that she could talk this way to her own son. She was sounding like a whore talking to her stud.
"Maybe I ought to go out and find me something to take up the slack when you're out busy fucking Dad," Byron said, whirling around and looking angrily at her.
Julie felt a pang of jealousy rip through her cunt. She wanted to protest. But then she couldn't really say anything against what her son suggested. He had every right to go out and grab the first pair of tits that attracted him.
"Well, maybe you should," Julie agreed as she hung her head down and let her long, black hair trail across Byron's broad, muscular shoulders.
"Oh, fuck, Mom!" Byron said, grabbing her tightly around the waist and drawing her roughly against his firm, sweaty body. Julie felt thrills of excitement shoot up and down her body as her nipples mashed in against Byron's strong chest. His cock started to twitch again and rise, rubbing against her furry muff.
"If it weren't so late . . . " Julie started to say, then finished by sighing deeply. The two of them stayed locked in one another's arms until Julie was aware of someone else in the room.
"Oh my God!" she cried out as she pushed Byron away from her and sprang backward to the other side of the room. It was Gloria, standing in the doorway. The girl's eyes were opened wide in horror, and her hands were clamped tightly over her mouth. Julie saw from the look on the girl's face that she'd witnessed only the last few seconds of their activities in the bedroom. But it was obvious that they'd just gotten through fucking. Also, Julie guessed that it was Gloria Byron had seen through the living-room window curtains. The girl probably didn't get a good view of what was happening. But even an idiot could have guessed what the two of them were doing.
"Gloria!" Byron cried out as he wheeled around and looked at his stepsister.
"Gloria!" Julie echoed from the other side of the room.
"Yes, Gloria," the girl finally said, dropping her hands to her sides. She looked first at Julie, then turned and looked hard at Byron.
"I can explain," Julie started to say.
"Save it!" the girl cried out harshly, clenching her fists tightly and waving them at her stepmother.
"Take it easy!" Byron said.
"Take it easy?" the girl cried out. "I just catch you fucking your own mother, and you ask me to take it easy?" Gloria wailed, leaning against the doorway heavily as she closed her eyes and started to sob loudly and uncontrollably.
"Please," Julie said, unable to think of any explanation she could hand the girl. Suddenly she became aware of the fact that both she and Byron were naked. It appeared to her that it was obscene to be standing there like that in front of Gloria. Julie reached down and grabbed one corner of the bedspread, puffing it up to cover her cunt and tits as the girl continued to sob.
"Listen, kid. I suppose you've guessed the whole thing before this. So it shouldn't come as any big surprise to you," Byron said a little too off-handedly.
His nonchalance drove Gloria into action.
"You goddamned motherfuckers! You can stand there and pretend that what you've done is the most natural thing in the world! You're both sick! SICK!" Gloria screamed as she stood like a tigress, ready to pounce on a piece of meat.
"Hey, easy," Byron said, stepping forward and putting his right hand on her shoulder.
"Don't you touch me!" Gloria hissed as she shrank back from her stepbrother.
"Hey, I always thought you had the hots for me. What's this sudden stand-off bit?" Byron said, smiling at her.
"Oh! OH! OH! OH!" Gloria wailed, covering her mouth in horror as she spun around and ran out into the hall.
"Gloria!" Julie cried out, dropping the bedspread and running out into the hall after her.
"It's too late," Byron said as he ran after his mother and saw Gloria run out of the living room into the front yard.
"Oh, God, where is she going?" Julie wondered out loud as she watched the sobbing girl run down the street.
"For your sake, I hope it's not to Jim," Byron said.
Julie looked at her son, then looked back out the window, watching Gloria turn the corner and run down the boulevard. She prayed that her son was right.
CHAPTER SIX
Jim came home that night, wondering where Gloria had gone. She was always on the porch, waiting for her father to come home so that she could jump into his arms. Julie always thought that Jim might have had a thing for his daughter. In fact, there were times when she hoped that he did. Then she could justify her own feelings toward Byron by pointing out that he had similar ones toward Gloria.
But now all she could think of was the girl's sudden departure. Where was she? What was she going to do? She told Jim that Gloria was staying the night over at one of her girl friends'. That was an excuse for one night, but what if she didn't come home tomorrow? What could she tell her husband then? And what if she did come home? Would she start off by telling her father what she'd seen?
"Well, I hope she'll be home tomorrow night," Jim said, wiping his mouth with his napkin as he pushed his dessert dish away and got up from the dining-room table. "I thought she was all fired up about watching Byron here swim."
"But the meet's not coming up for another day," Julie said.
"But the final timing's being set tomorrow. That should be pretty thrilling. I know I'm looking forward to it," Jim said, winking at his stepson. Byron blushed a deep red and smiled modestly under Jim's proud gaze.
"She'll be here. I'm sure of it. But you know girls-they get together and never stop talking. She and her girl friend Barbara'll probably be talking until three this morning," Julie said, trying to get Jim off the subject of Gloria.
"Yes, I guess so," he sighed, shaking his head slowly from side to side. Then he got up, kissed Julie lightly on the forehead and walked into the living room to read the paper.
"What are we going to do?" Julie hissed softly to Byron after making sure that Jim couldn't hear her.
"I'll go out tonight and start looking for her. She's got to be staying at somebody's house. She's not the type of kid who'll be running around alone at night. She's not all that independent," Byron said as he kissed his mother quickly on the lips, then sprang out of the dining room and ran out the back door.
"Where's he going, hon?" Jim called out from the living room.
"Oh, out with the boys for a while. Guess they're planning a little celebration for the meet," Julie said, pushing the dirty dishes together in the center of the table as she got up and walked slowly into the living room.
"He won't be back for a while, will he?" Jim asked softly.
Julie walked up behind him and looked down at his crotch. She saw that he'd just finished unzipping his fly and had taken out his long, hard cock, fingering it with his right hand.
"No, I don't think he'll be back for some time," she said huskily as she walked around to her husband and dropped to her knees in between his widely spread legs.
Julie wiped the last drops of sticky cum from her lower lip as she rose to her feet and started for the bedroom.
"Hey, honey. I don't think I can get it up that fast," Jim said, chuckling softly almost to himself.
"Easy, boy. I'm just going to go to sleep," Julie said, smiling broadly at him. She saw him still sitting on the couch, his long, thick prong hanging limply now out of his opened fly with his balls hanging lazily down on the couch cushions. How she loved that feeling of hot cum flying out of his twitching prick and slamming against the back of her throat before it oozed down to her belly. Even though she hadn't come herself, it gave her satisfaction to know that she'd brought her husband up to a screaming climax. The scratches from his fingernails were visible around her ears and throat as she looked at her face in the bathroom mirror. Julie sighed as she thought of Byron and Gloria. If the girl weren't found, she'd have to make some kind of explanation to her husband. Maybe she and Byron would have to tell him the truth. God! She shuddered as she pictured Jim's face when he heard the story. Would he hit her? Would he try to kill Byron? Probably. Their marriage would shatter apart, anyway. As Julie slipped out of her clothes, she prayed silently that Byron would find Gloria and convince her somehow not to tell Jim about what she knew.
The next day Julie managed to get Byron alone at the breakfast table while Jim was shaving.
"Did you find her?" Julie asked hoarsely as she finished pouring him his coffee.
"No. That little bitch can sure give a guy the slip," Byron said in a whisper.
"What do you mean?" Julie asked nervously, crouching over her son as she tried to keep her voice down.
"I found her, sitting in the middle of Griffith Park, sobbing like some kind of Shakespearean tragic queen," Byron whispered, reaching down and running his fingers slowly up his mother's well-tapered legs.
"This isn't any time for that," Julie whispered hoarsely, spreading her legs more widely apart and hiking up her short black skirt to give Byron a better shot at her trembling pussy. She felt it juicing and fluttering at the lightest touch.
"Okay, okay," Byron said, still sliding his hand up until his fingers brushed against her wiry cunt hairs. "Anyway, I found her and snuck up behind her. God, you should've heard her scream. She must've thought I was a rapist."
"So you scared her. What then?" Julie asked anxiously.
"Nothing much more. She screamed the same stuff at me and told me to get away. There were some people beginning to get closer to us. I thought that I'd better get away before they started in on me. So, I moved out and hid behind some trees. I thought I could get her alone again and make some sense. But then she somehow got away. God only knows where the hell she is now, Byron said, motioning to his mother to get away from him before Jim walked back into the room.
"Well, hon, off to the pits," Jim said as he bent down to kiss his wife good-bye.
"Take care, and come home early. Don't forget that the timing qualifications are tonight," Julie said.
"Right! And make sure Gloria pries herself out of that girl's house to come with us," Jim said as he walked out of the house.
"Oh, God!" Julie wailed as she sat down and covered her face with her hands.
"Don't worry, Mom. I'll get the guys out and look for Gloria," Byron said.
"You can't!" Julie said helplessly. "If anybody besides you finds her, she may talk. That's all I need."
"Okay, okay. I'll do it by myself. But I'll have to stop looking around noon. That's when I've got to get ready," Byron said as he walked out the back door.
Julie followed him to the garage.
"Hey, I don't think you'd better come with me," Byron said as he climbed into her car. "One look at you and me together, and she'll blow her fuse in public."
Julie sighed, knowing that her son was right.
"Okay, but find her!" she pleaded, backing away as Byron shot out of the drive.
All day Julie sat by the phone, waiting for some kind of call. But there was no word from Byron until one o'clock.
"Hi, Mom!" he said at the other end of the line. "Couldn't find Gloria anywhere. I'm down at the pool now, getting dressed. Jeez, my cock feels lonely here without that set of cunt-lips of yours wrapped around them," the boy said huskily in the phone.
God! Julie couldn't believe it! Her son acted as if nothing had happened. Her marriage and respectability were teetering on the edge of complete disaster, and all he could think of right now was fucking. She almost shouted some obscenity in the phone and would have if her mind hadn't swung over to that side of the fence, too.
"Never mind about my cunt-lips," Julie said, trying to act angry. "You just keep looking for Gloria," Julie said as she hung up the phone.
"Christ!" Julie said to herself, feeling her snatch firing up. All Byron had to do was talk to her and she was ready to strap him on! She had to watch herself in the future. If she got any hornier around her son, she'd probably wind up strapping him on in public.
Julie was shaken out of her thoughts by a sudden pounding on the door. She got up and walked to the window, pushing the lace curtains to one side and peering out into the morning light. She gasped when she saw Bertha Moore standing on the front porch. What did she want here? Wasn't she supposed to be at the office?
"Yes?" Julie said coldly as she opened the front door.
"Mrs. Hoover. I've got some news for you about your daughter." Bertha said, barely able to hide a triumphant smile from her face.
"Come in," Julie said anxiously, wondering just what Bertha wanted with her.
"She came to me last night. Obviously I was the only friend she could trust," the older woman said as she set her purse down on the coffee table and sat down on the couch.
Julie looked curiously at the secretary. She'd taken care to brush her hair and fix it in an attractive French sweep. Her dress was actually attractive-not the olive-drab green suit that she always managed to wear at the office. Julie was surprised. Bertha Moore was actually a rather attractive woman when she took the trouble to be one.
"What did she say?" Julie asked in a quavering voice. One look at Bertha's smile and she knew that the woman knew everything that had happened between her and Byron.
"Come now, Mrs. Hoover. I think we can dispense with all this roundabout chatter. I know where you stand with your son. Now, maybe we can get down to business. Just sit down here next to me and we'll talk," Bertha said as she patted the cushion next to her lightly.
Julie did as she was told, looking closely at the older woman. What did Bertha have in mind? Was she going to blackmail her? Did she want to have easy access to Jim?
"I think we can bury the war hatchets now, don't you?" Bertha said, leaning back and brushing some stray hairs away from her eyes.
"I don't understand," Julie said nervously.
"Oh come now, Julie. I may call you Julie? Good. We've been at each other's throats for a long time-ever since I've met you. And, I'll admit, it was jealousy that made me that way."
So it was finally out in the open. Well, it was better that way. They could talk about it freely now and maybe reach some kind of agreement. She really didn't mind sharing Jim with Bertha, if Jim didn't mind. After all, she was far from the faithful wife. She couldn't expect her husband to toe the line. Besides, even though Julie saw that Bertha was an attractive woman, she just couldn't imagine her getting jealous of the secretary.
"Well, I'll admit that I guessed at that," Julie said, smiling at Bertha.
"I'm sure you did. But I think you got it backwards," Bertha said, smiling mysteriously.
Julie felt her skin crawl for some unknown reason. What was that woman talking about?
"I mean, I was jealous, but not about the person you're thinking of," she said softly, moving her hand slowly across the couch until it bumped against Julie's left thigh.
Oh my God! I should have known! Julie screamed to herself as she felt her thighs quiver in horror. A dyke! And sitting next to her, holding the trump cards.
"Don't be nervous. I understand. I felt the same way about this my first time. But I actually got to enjoy it," Bertha said huskily as she inched closer to Julie, sliding her hand up her knee until it started poking under her skirt.
"No! Don't!" Julie said, slapping the woman's hand away from her thighs. "I don't play those kind of games," she said indignantly as she tried to get up from the couch.
"Then you'd like me to tell your husband all about you and your son? I just know Gloria would love me to do that," Bertha said rather coldly.
"Oh, God!" Julie moaned, sitting back down on the couch and spreading her legs wide apart.
"That's more like it," Bertha said, looking down at the younger woman's spread thighs and smacking her lips in expectation. "Now you just cooperate and we'll both have a good time. Then afterward we can talk about what to do with Gloria," Bertha said, sliding her hand farther and farther up Julie's left leg.
"Ohhhhh!" Julie moaned, closing her eyes and trying to think of Byron. She imagined it was her son who was inching his hands up to her crotch. It was the boy who was toying with her kinky, wiry cunt hairs now, stroking her gradually swelling outer labes.
"Mmmmm, suck my tits!" Bertha groaned as she rolled to one side and hunched her body up, rubbing her jugs back and forth across Julie's face. To her surprise, the younger woman felt her clit begin to swell and throb in response to Bertha's lovemaking.
"Ohhhh, suck my titties," Bertha moaned again. "Ohhhh, suck 'em. I've wanted you to suck these boobs ever since I met you," she groaned hoarsely. Julie thought about pulling away. She wanted to scream out that she wasn't a perverted dyke who went around sucking on cunts and chewing on nipples. But she felt her cunt rumbling wildly. Her mouth opened and her tongue flew out as she actually found herself wanting to lick Bertha's tits.
"Ohhhh, that's it," the older woman said, fumbling behind her back as she unbuttoned her blouse and unsnapped her bra. Julie opened her eyes and saw Bertha's tits flop free of the halter. She was amazed to see that although they weren't particularly large, the older woman's boobs were firm and spongy. How she'd misjudged Bertha. The bitch was actually a regular fireball with a firm body to match.
"Suck! Suck!" Bertha moaned.
Julie reached up and held one tit. She cupped her lips around the taut, brown nipple. She bit into the tender flesh gently, then swirled her tongue over the hard tip as she ground her thighs together, trying to scratch the growing, powerful itch that gripped her throbbing clit. "UNNNGH! NNNHHHHH! OHHH, YESSSS!" Bertha cried, hunching forward and nearly suffocating Julie as the younger woman washed the secretary's tits with spit. She slathered them with spittle until Bertha screamed out with ecstasy.
"OHHH, GOOODDD!" the secretary cried out, falling back and yanking her tits away from Julie. The two women panted heavily, looking at each other like two bitches in heat.
"Ever suck pussy before?" Bertha asked.
"Oh, God, I told you I never have," Julie said as she felt Bertha's right hand slip up and down her outer labes.
"First time for everything," Bertha said as she reached up and unbuttoned Julie's blouse slowly.
"I can't take this playing around," the younger woman said, springing up and tearing her bra and blouse off quickly. She'd had it with the teasing foreplay of men. Suddenly she felt something snap inside of her. She wanted to get right down to sex without all the lingering teasing. Bertha was her golden opportunity to do just that.
"Hmmmm, a girl who knows what I like," Bertha said, smiling as she finished pulling off her blouse and panties. In a matter of seconds the two women stood in the middle of the living room facing one another, stark naked. The nipples on their tits seemed to spark with sensual electricity, while the air grew thick with evaporating pussy-juice.
"Suck me!" Bertha commanded, pointing at the carpet in front of her.
"Noooo," Julie cried out as she glued her eyeballs to Bertha's gleaming snatch. The woman's cunt hairs glistened with drops of hot cunt-juice. Julie felt her legs gradually buckling from under her as waves of intense sexual heat radiated out of her quivering cunt.
"Come ON," Bertha insisted, walking up to her and placing her hands on her shoulders. Julie felt herself sinking to the floor. Soon her lips were even with the secretary's puffy outer labes. Bertha sighed as she pushed her pussy against Julie's face. The younger woman backed away and looked at the thick, tanged growth of pussy hairs inching closer to her. Gradually, Bertha's puffy labes spread apart as the older woman pushed her feet to either side of the crouching Julie. She could see the secretary's slick pink membranes quivering inside her juice-slicked Fuck-hole.
"Oh, God, I can't!" Julie protested, feeling her own snatch fire up so hotly that she thought her cunt hairs would catch fire from the heat.
"You'll lick my cunt, or we'll stay like this all night," Bertha said firmly.
"Oh, God!" Julie said, feeling that Bertha meant what she said. "All right," she said in a small voice as she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Julie flicked it up the slit between Bertha's fat pussy-lips.
"Ummmm," Bertha groaned, hunching forward and burying Julie's face into her snatch. Julie stabbed her tongue in a second time. The hot fluid that oozed out and trickled onto her tongue tasted strong and salty.
"Julie!" Bertha sighed as she reached down and wrapped her fingers around the younger woman's head, shoving it hard into her trembling snatch.
To her surprise, Julie discovered that the older woman's snatch didn't taste too badly after all.
"Ohhhh, honey. Oh, God! It's sooo good! Oh, fuck, Julie. Oh, baby, you don't know how much I've wanted this! Oh, fuck, honey!" Bertha groaned uncontrollably, grinding her hairy crotch against Julie's face while she reached up and rhythmically squeezed her tits.
Then Julie backed away for a few seconds to catch her breath. The sudden pulling away caught Bertha by surprise. She obviously didn't want the younger woman to stop.
"Get going, you bitch! BITCH!" she cried out wildly as she reached out and jammed Julie's head into her pussy. Julie inhaled sharply, startled by this sudden attack and change in attitude. She decided that Bertha just wasn't any woman to toy with. She wanted her sex hard and fast as badly as Julie herself did. Well, good. Julie didn't want to play around any more for a hard come. She was glad that Bertha didn't want to either.
"MMMMGFFFF!" Julie cried out into Bertha's fuck-hole as she opened her mouth again and flicked out her tongue, licking up the slit between Bertha's swollen pussy-lips.
"YESSSS! SUCK ON IT! UNNNGHHH! OH, FUCKIN' GOD! SUCK ON IT! SUCK MY CLIT PLLLLEEAAASSSEEE!" Bertha shrieked as she relaxed her grip on Julie's hair and ground her thighs gently against the younger woman's sucking mouth.
Julie seemed ready to obey now as she gently began licking her way in and out of the secretary's Cunt.
"Let's sixty-nine it!" Bertha groaned as she reached down and gently pushed Julie's face away from her dripping pussy.
"Ummmm," was all Julie could say as Bertha dropped to her knees and positioned herself on the floor. Julie was lying with her ass pressed against the couch cushions as Bertha's kinky-haired snatch lowered down. Just as the dark-pink slit opened up, Julie felt a tongue being slammed into her own snatch. Bertha was wriggling her tongue like a wild snake inside the younger woman's cunt. The sudden insertion and wiggling motion drove Julie wild with passion. She grabbed Bertha's ass-cheeks, pressing them down until the secretary's hot, dripping twat slammed against her sucking mouth.
"EAT ME!" Bertha screamed into Julie's snatch. The sounds vibrations of that scream carried up to the younger woman's throbbing clit. It was like having Byron's dildo jammed up her pussy all over again. "Eat me all night!" Bertha whimpered as she pulled Julie's sensitive cunt-lips gently apart and stabbed her tongue in and out again and again.
"NNNGHHHH! NNNGHHHHH!" Julie cried out, noticing at the same time that the secretary's clit was throbbing and hard. She stared with fascination at the tiny pink organ that was buried in black, curly hair. Then she wrapped her hands more tightly around Bertha's ass, squeezing the rounded cheeks tightly as she fucked her head up and flicked out her tongue. She licked the quivering surface of the secretary's sensitive clit. In seconds, Bertha reacted by slamming her juicing cunt down until it was jammed once more against Julie's sucking mouth. She kept stabbing her tongue between Bertha's puffy labes, driving it around in wide circles as the older woman's hips hunched wildly, trying to get more tongue up her snatch.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Bertha cried out wildly as Julie banged the tip of her tongue against the secretary's erect clit.
"I'm coming! COMING!" Bertha suddenly cried out wildly into Julie's cunt.
"OHHHHH, SO AM I!" Julie shrieked as she felt her belly suddenly explode into orgasmic eruptions.
Bertha shrieked wildly, rolling her ass around in circular hunches, then jamming it down as Julie continued to suck.
"ARRGHHHH!" Julie cried out as she thought her clit was going to tear off in Bertha's mouth. Her clit vibrated furiously against the older woman's licking tongue. Her cunt began to rumble, then quake violently Julie felt her cunt contract once again. Then she felt her pussy, tits and shit-hole explode in fiery orgasm.
"ARRRGHHHH! WAWWWWWWH! WAWWWHHHH!" Julie screamed, digging her nails into Bertha's hot thighs.
"FFFFUUUCCCKKK!" Bertha answered, slamming her snatch against Julie, releasing torrents of fresh, hot twat-juice over her friend's face as she screamed, writhed, bucked and moaned. The two women thrashed wildly on the couch as wave after delicious wave of orgasm swept over their quivering bodies.
Finally they both collapsed on top of one another, sweaty and exhausted as they enjoyed the warm, glowing feeling that gradually wrapped both their bodies.
"Ohhhh, it's as good as I knew it would be," Bertha finally was able to say as she rolled over to one side and looked at the panting, exhausted Julie.
"Please, don't tell anyone about this," Julie said a little shamefacedly.
Bertha opened her eyes widely, then started to laugh.
"With all your troubles, I'm not going to add to them. Besides, I said I wanted to bury the hatchet-and not in your head. Come on, we'll shower up and talk about Gloria," Bertha said pleasantly as she got up and helped Julie to her feet. The younger woman was both surprised and pleased at the secretary's sudden change in attitude.
Then she thought again. It wasn't that much of a change. It had been there-just below the surface. All it needed was a little pussy to bring it out. Julie smiled to herself, proud that it had been her cunt that brought on this change.
CHAPTER SEVEN
While they were showering together, Julie learned that Gloria had run over to Bertha's apartment after Byron had spotted her in the open field in Griffith Park.
"I guess she remembered my address from a little party I had there a long time ago-it was before you came onto the scene. She said she was confused and needed help. I'll tell you, it was all I could do to keep my hands off her tits," Bertha said as she soaped down Julie's slackened pussy.
"Ummmm. What did she say?" the younger woman asked, working her bar of soap up and around Bertha's hanging tits.
"She told me everything," Bertha said, fucking her eyebrows. "Now look, it's none of my business what you do with your son or anybody for that matter. But you've got your hands full with that girl," Bertha said, sighing as Julie pulled away, rinsed off and stepped out of the shower stall. Fucking with Bertha was fun for a while, but Julie didn't want the woman to get the idea that she wanted to make a practice out of it.
"Where is she now?" Julie asked as she toweled herself off
"Over at my place. Listen, she doesn't know that I was going to come over here. Why don't you come back with me and we'll have a talk-all three of us. Maybe that kind of atmosphere-you know, girl-talk-will get through to her," Bertha said as she tried to help Julie wipe off her tits.
"I don't know," Julie said, gently brushing Bertha's hands away. She didn't want to make it with the secretary again, but then she didn't want to offend her either. Bertha still held the trump card, something that Julie wasn't going to forget.
"Come on. It could be fun. Besides, it might save you a lot of problems later on," Bertha said.
"Okay. You win. But I think you'd better go in your place ahead of me and prepare her. I don't think I could face another series of screams," Julie said, making a face as she remembered Gloria's look when she caught her and Byron together.
"Sure. Now let's get dressed and hurry up," Bertha said as she slapped Julie playfully on the ass.
The drive to Bertha's was one of the longest Julie had ever taken. It was only a ten-minute ride, but it seemed to take ten days. All the way over she kept thinking of what she could say to Gloria. She couldn't deny what had happened. Gloria had seen too much. Maybe she could appeal to her as a woman. Surely the girl had felt attracted to Byron, too. Maybe she'd understand how even Byron's own mother could feel attracted to her son and finally give in when he made the first move.
"Okay. Now you just sit tight and I'll be right back," Bertha said as she pulled her car up to the front of her building.
"Hurry up, please," Julie said in a strained voice. "I think I'm going to have a heart attack if I have to wait too long for you," she panted.
Bertha smiled, then turned and ran quickly up the stairs to her second-floor flat. Meanwhile, Julie tried to compose herself in the car and think of a perfect speech.
"She's gone!" Julie suddenly heard from the second-story front window.
"What?" Julie nearly screamed, opening the car door and jumping out into the street.
"She's not here. She left a note saying that she was going to go to some swimming pool and talk to Byron," Bertha shouted down from the window. "Oh, God! She's probably going to the pool where they're holding the final swim-timings tonight. Bertha-please, drive me there. God only knows what kind of scene she'll cause down there," Julie begged from the street.
"Be right down," the secretary said.
Julie clenched her fingers together in a tight fist and felt her heart pounding wildly. Was Gloria going to denounce them both in public? Thank God she'd decided to go down to the pool before the public was there. Even if there were a scene, it would be only in front of the team and the coach. That was bad enough-but it wouldn't be a disaster.
"You've got a very independent stepdaughter," Bertha gasped as she ran from the building back to the car.
"Please hurry," Julie pleaded as she jumped back in and they roared down the street.
It took them a little over twenty minutes to reach Byron's high-school pool.
"You take one entrance, and I'll take the other," Bertha said as she stopped the car in the parking lot.
Julie nodded, and ran for the east door. As she walked into the pool area, she saw the swim team all lined up on the other side of the building, receiving some instructions from Coach Paul Brown. Julie felt her pussy spasm in spite of her feelings. If it weren't for Gloria hiding some place in the building, she might try to make a play for Byron's coach. But first things first.
She looked carefully around at the empty bleachers. There were a few parents and other students sitting down, munching snacks and talking lazily about the coming meet. But Julie couldn't find a sign of Gloria.
"Hey, Mom! Down here to take a look at the team?" Byron suddenly shouted out from the far end.
Julie nearly crashed through the floor. She didn't want anybody to know that she was inside. She could see Bertha slipping in at the other end of the pool and making a face when she realized that Byron had spotted his mother. Now Gloria was tipped off. Wherever she was, she knew that Julie was in the building. God only knew what would happen now.
"Yes. Just couldn't keep away," Julie said, forcing her voice to sound cheery.
"You boys take it easy for a while," Paul Brown said as he smiled broadly at Julie.
"Great, Coach," Byron said, bending down to pick up his towel and walk over to his mother.
"By easy, I mean swim the length of this pool a few times. I can't have you guys goofing off at the last minute. Your final timing's up this night. That's going to determine your starting position for the meet tomorrow night. Now get those asses in gear," Paul said as he walked slowly over to Julie.
"So, what brings you over here?" Paul asked warmly.
Julie felt her snatch flutter again while her nipples poked out and scratched teasingly against her bra.
"I-I'm looking for my stepdaughter Gloria. Have you seen her?" Julie stammered, trying to calm down as she described the young girl to the coach.
"Hmmmm," Paul said, scratching the top of his head as he thought for a second. "Come to think of it, there was a girl who was here a little while ago. She wanted to see Byron, but I told her he'd be busy for at least another hour. Thought it was just one of his girl friends or something," Paul said.
Julie sighed. Gloria must have gone out temporarily. She'd be back shortly though. Julie looked around for Bertha. She wanted to tell her about this news.
"Looking for someone else?" the coach asked as he brushed his powerful thighs against hers "accidentally".
"I'm. . . I came here with a friend. We're both looking for Gloria, and I want to tell her what you told me," Julie said, feeling her snatch fire up at the constant rubbing Coach Brown was giving her ass with his bulging groin.
"I don't think anybody's around here now. But you know, I think I saw somebody walking over to the locker room. You want to come in and check?" Paul asked as he slid his hand down and cupped his powerful fingers around her firm, right ass-cheek.
"Now what would Bertha be doing in a boys' locker room?" Julie asked as she looked up and smiled at the tall, handsome athletic coach.
"You can never tell about these things," Paul said, pushing her gently forward.
Julie looked back cautiously to make sure that none of the boys saw her with Paul Brown. Satisfied that they were unobserved, Julie shrugged her shoulders and moved towards the locker room. She knew that Bertha wasn't in there. If anything, the older woman would be hiding out in the girls' locker room, waiting to pounce on the first young cunt that walked in.
But Julie felt her pussy rumbling, quaking and twitching with each step she took. The fuck session with Bertha was nice, but not as satisfying as one with a man. If nothing else, it put a sharp edge on her already powerful sex drive. She wanted a cock right now, and the one Coach Brown probably had between his thick, hairy legs would be more than enough for her.
"Well, I don't see your friend anywhere," Paul said, closing the door behind them.
"No," Julie agreed, certain that she heard him slip a padlock on the door and lock it.
"Well, no sense in wasting a perfectly good, secluded room, is there?" the coach asked as he walked up quickly behind her and slid his hands under her arms, inching them up to her tits.
"Ohhhh!" Julie cried out as she felt his fingers squeeze her tits, mashing in her nipples while he ground his groin against her ass. She could feel his big, hard cock poking through his tight-fitting blue swimming trunks. Julie could hear his thick matting of body hairs rubbing against her blouse as he groaned softly in her ear.
"My God! What if somebody walks in?" Julie groaned, pretending that she didn't know about the padlock on the door.
"That's all taken care of," Paul said, turning her gently around and starting to unbutton her blouse.
"And where? The floor? It's hard file," Julie said looking down at her feet.
"Come on over here," Paul said, taking her by the hand and leading her to the back row of lockers. Hanging on the rear wall of the locker room was a tumbling mat. Paul let go of Julie's hand and pulled the mat off the wall, flopping it down to the floor with a loud crash. "There you go. Instant bed."
"Mmmmm," Julie said, feeling another torrent of steaming twat-juice ooze out from between her puffy labes and trickle down her right leg.
"Looks like you're as hot to trot as I am," Paul said, looking down and seeing that tiny rivulet of pussy-juice oozing down towards her ankle.
"Ohhhh," Julie said, flushing Ted with embarrassment.
"I .. . uh . . . that is, uh . . ." Julie stammered as she felt her knees knocking together in nervous excitement.
"Come on, babe," Paul said, reaching down and grabbing his crotch with both hands. "What I've got here stored up in my balls can't wait much longer."
Julie looked down at Paul's crotch when he took his hands away. She could see a growing stain in his bathing trunks where she guessed the tip of his mammoth prick was. He was already leaking jizz out of his pigs-slit! She felt her pussy spasm wildly; and she nearly fell to the floor from the contraction.
"Whew! Looks like you're just about ready, too," Paul commented wryly as he slid his thumbs under the waistband of his trunks and pushed down.
Julie held her breath, then gasped loudly as she saw the coach's prick spring free of the suit and bob wildly in the air. It must have been at least an inch and a half thick, and a good eleven inches long! His balls hung low and were covered with a thick matting of black hair that was a continuation of the forest that covered his chest, groin and powerful legs.
"Like what you see?" Paul said as he reached down with his right hand and slowly stroked his cock. Julie smacked her lips as she watched him use the drops of pre-cum that oozed out of his prick-slit to lubricate his thickly veined, fully stretched cock-shaft.
"Oh my God!" Julie groaned, raising her hands to her thunderous tits and squeezing them to relieve the tension that was building up in her boobs.
"For Christ's sake, strip!" Paul commanded hoarsely as he moved forward and knelt down on the mat.
"Oh; Jesus, I need your cock. Ohhhh, but give it to me slow," Julie groaned, running, the fingers of her right hand lightly over her swollen, trembling cunt-lips. Her twat hairs were matted tightly together, soaked with pussy-juice.
"Oh, fuck. Oh, shit, how I've wanted to fuck you," Paul admitted as he reached out and slid his hands over the silky flesh of her right thigh. He explored the hot, sweaty flesh that seemed to sparkle with tiny electric fucks of sensuality. He ran his fingers over her panting belly, then stood up so that he could reach her swollen tits. He caressed them gently, rolling their sensitive nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. His hands worked over her writhing body like a professional stud's. Julie began to wonder if Byron had taken more than swimming lessons from Coach Paul Brown.
"Oh, Christ, don't tease me!" Julie pleaded as she felt the heat from her snatch searing her brain. "I need your cock stuffed up my cunt NOW!" she wailed.
"Jesus!" Paul moaned. The swim coach pulled Julie down to the mat and rolled her like a dog on her back. "This one's gonna take a long time," Paul moaned as he crawled between the woman's widely spread thighs.
"OHHHH!" Julie groaned as she felt the slippery fat head of Paul's cock rub against her fiery pussy. He rubbed his hands one more time across her mammoth boobs before he bent forward and started lapping his tongue across the taut brown flesh.
"MMMGGGHHHH!" Julie groaned as the coach pulled the hard nipple deep into his mouth while he reached down and flicked his fingertips across her quivering, puffy hot snatch.
"FUCK MEEE! OHHH!" Julie wailed, squeezing her cunt-walls tightly together. She thrashed and bucked on the slippery tumbling mat, rubbing her pussy-lips together as she tried to scratch that growing unbearable itch.
"How does this feel?" Paul panted as he moved upward and hunched his hips forward.
"ARRRGHHH! WWWAWWWHH!" Julie groaned as she felt the tip of his cock-head push gently between her big fat flaps. The woman felt her twat-lips fly apart and wrap tightly around Paul's invading knob.
"MORE! M-M-MORE!" she screeched as she tossed her thighs high into the air. Julie wanted the full length of the swim coach's prick-shaft jammed into her pussy now.
"Not getting away that easily, babe," Paul said as he rotated his powerful ass-cheeks, reaming her quivering snatch like a diamond head drill.
"N-N-NOOO!" Julie cried in ecstasy as she felt her cunt rumbling and quaking violently. She could almost feel a suction building up somewhere deep in her gut, a suction that was trying to pull Paul's cock into her twat.
"Easy, babe," Paul groaned as he pulled his dick completely out of her hot hole. "Oh, God! GOD! DON'T LEAVE ME LIKE THIS! OH, FUCKIN' JEEEESUS, DON'T LEAVE MEEE!" Julie wailed as she bucked and heaved on the sweat-stained mat. She couldn't believe that Paul was going to hop up and walk away. He was too hot to do that, wasn't he? Oh, God, he couldn't leave her pussy throbbing, sucking and juicing like that-he had to batter her clit and cunt with his prick. He HAD to!
"Okay, blow me," Paul whispered in her ear as he inched forward, finally placing his knees on either side of her shoulders. Julie looked up and saw the man's long, thick dong jouncing just above her half-parted lips. The strong smell of sweat and cum filled her nose as she watched his heavy, hairy balls swing slowly back and forth only inches away from her nose.
"FUCK MEEEE!" Julie protested as she licked her lips excitedly with her long tongue.
"How's this for starters?" Paul asked as he reached back until his hand glided over her swollen, hairy pussy-mound.
"OHHHH!" Julie wailed, feeling her cunt spasm and contract wildly at the slightest touch.
"MMMMM!" Paul moaned as he moved his fingers closer and closer to the dark slit between her swollen, hot labes. He moved his fingers easily across the dark-pink flesh of her snatch-lips, gliding them over the thick layer of steaming snatch-juice that continually flowed out of her pussy. Paul traced his fingers lightly over her widening gash, pretending to start to stick them into her hole, then pulling them out just at the last second and chuckling as he felt Julie's pussy rumble and quake in frustration.
"N-N-NOOO!" Julie cried in ecstasy as she felt
"Okay, I'll give you a sample," Paul grunted as he stuck his right forefinger into the hole and felt her slick cunt-walls clamp around it tightly. At the same time Julie screamed and threw her head hard into the mat. Her lips parted and a scream of ecstasy filled the large, cool locker room.
"Shut up!" Paul whispered, pulling his finger out of her hole and wrapping his hands around his cunt-hole digger. "This ought to keep you quiet!" he whispered huskily as he hunched forward and rammed the tip of his hot pole against her lips.
"Ohhhhhh!" Julie moaned as she felt hot drops of pre-cum drip out of Paul's expanding piss-slit and trickle over her lower lip. Suddenly she wanted his cock jammed down her throat. She wanted to feel those leaking drops of hot jizz slide down her throat. She wanted to feel his balls trailing across her chin and neck.
"SUCK MEEE!" Paul groaned, hunching forward one more time.
"MMMGFFFF!" Julie answered as she opened her mouth and swallowed the full length of the swim coach's prick.
"Oh, yeah, babe," Paul moaned as he closed his eyes and shoved forward, driving his steaming pole down, down Julie's throat until his hairy, sweaty groin rubbed across her nose.
"MMMMGFFFF!" Julie groaned again. She thought her jaws were going to crack apart. Julie felt torrent after torrent of fresh, hot twat-juice pour out from between her fat snatch-lips as Paul's cock battered against the back of her throat.
"UNNNGHHH, FUCK! FUCK!" Paul cried out, reaching down and digging his fingertips into Julie's forehead.
Julie bucked wildly on the mat, sliding her ass-cheeks up and down the wet plastic top. She surprised herself She was able to slide her mouth up to the roots of his cock without gagging. At the same time she slowly wrapped her tongue around the coach's cock, working her way down to the throbbing head, only to slide her lips back up to the man's hot, hairy groin again.
"UNNGHHH!" Paul cried out, reaching down and back until his hands clamped around Julie's two bouncing titties. He flicked his fingers rapidly across the hard, tough skin of her nipples, mashing them in occasionally with his powerful hands as he continued to ram his big prick down the woman's throat.
"Ohhh, shiiitttt!" Paul groaned, closing his eyes tightly and backing away.
"Ohhhhhh!" Julie echoed, feeling the coach's cock begin to twitch and swell uncontrollably in her mouth.
"No, don't want to come like that-no," Paul said in broken phrases as he finally slid his prick out of the woman's mouth.
"Mmmmmmm," Julie moaned deliciously as she looked at Paul's gleaming red dick. It was covered with thick layers of her spittle and glistened like a long florescent light jangling and throbbing in mid air. Julie looked down and watched his heavy, hanging balls sway back and forth every time the coach's prick quivered. She closed her eyes and listened carefully-she thought she could almost hear Paul's hot load of thick jizz splattering inside the tough, leathery fuck-sac.
"Whew!" Paul whistled, clamping his fingers tightly around his prick. "Almost blew that one!"
"Don't you have it backwards, Coach?" someone asked from the set of lockers next to them.
"Oh, God!" Julie groaned, covering her face in shame.
"What the fuck?" Paul said angrily.
"Don't worry, Coach I got a little suspicious of your instructions, so I snuck around the back, and found the window to the locker room open, and climbed in. I heard you and Mom here groaning away. It didn't take me too long to figure out what was going on," Byron said as he stood next to the mat, towering over them.
"I suppose you didn't even try the door," Paul said wryly as he still rubbed his hot, stiff prick.
"When I saw you and mom going into the locker room, I knew that you'd lock the door. I took a chance, and looks like I won," Byron said as he reached down and started squeezing the increasingly massive hard-on that was swelling the crotch of his tight swimsuit. Julie watched Byron's gropings like a hawk, and felt her clit itching and tingling as it never had before. Two cocks! And both in the same room with her! She wanted them both in her. Julie wanted both men to screw her-one in the cunt, one in the ass.
Paul seemed to guess what she was thinking and looked up at Byron, winking while he ran the fingers of his right hand lightly over her twitching nipples.
"Gotcha, Coach!" Byron said as he slipped his fingers under the waistband of his suit and shoved the material down to his ankles.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Julie inched down on the mat as she got ready for the first double fucking of her life. She was glad that Byron had spotted her and the coach sneaking into the locker room. Her twat ached for Paul and Byron; her shit-hole twitched for the two studs. Julie couldn't believe how much she wanted two cocks stuffed inside her at the same time!
"Hey, Coach, I kind of liked the way Mom was sucking you off. I wonder if she can take both cocks at once," Byron said, kneeling next to Paul and stroking his cock up to its full length while he grinned widely at his mother.
"I don't know," Paul said, shrugging his shoulders as he reached back and stuck his right forefinger back into her hot hole.
"UNNGHHHH!" Julie screamed as she slammed her legs together and trapped the coach's hand between her sweaty, fleshy thighs.
"Jeeesus! She's hot enough to broil a steak between her legs. Get a smell of that!" Paul said as he slid his hand out from between her thighs and held the fingers up to Byron 's nose.
"Mmmmm, hot snatch-juice! I guess she's hot enough to wrap her lips around a barber pole!" Byron said, laughing loudly as he leaned forward and inched his cock-head closer and closer to Julie's opened mouth. At the same time Paul hunched up against the boy, sliding his cock next to Byron's as it popped into Julie's stretched mouth.
"UNNNGHHHH!" Julie cried out in a muffled groan as she felt her jaws open as widely as they could. She could feel the hot prick skin pushing against her cheeks and tongue as both cocks jammed slowly deeper and deeper into her mouth. The dicks slid against one another like two slick sticks setting a fire deep inside Julie's belly. She felt her pussy-lips flapping and fluttering against one another while her clit beat crazily from side to side.
"Shit! SHIT!" Paul groaned as he closed his eyes and swayed from side to side.
"Jesus, I'M GONNA COME! I'M GONNA COME!" Byron shrieked as he fell forward, barely catching himself by putting out his hands near his mother's head. He slammed his groin up and down rapidly now, crashing his hairy groin against her nose like a jackhammer.
"Easy, boy," Paul said, pushing him roughly off his mother.
"NNNGHHHH!" Byron answered, rolling over to his side and hunching up his legs as he tried to prevent his prick from spurting its heavy load of jizz on the locker-room floor.
"You don't want to waste that stuff on a pair of lips. Your mom's got a hell of a lot better places where you can dump it," Paul said, churning his prick in Julie's mouth a few more times before he finally pulled it out.
"Mmmm, babe. Not such a bad thing for you now, is it? You really wanted those two cocks in your mouth, didn't you?" Paul asked as he slid down slightly and lowered his head. He clamped his lips on hers, pulling in her tongue and spittle as his tongue crashed into her mouth. It wiggled and crashed frantically between her teeth. At the same time, Byron got up and slid over to the two thrashing figures, inching his way forward until he was crouched between his mother's widely spread legs. While Paul was tonguing the woman's sucking mouth, Byron pushed his head forward and buried his face in Julie's mushy, hot snatch.
"ARRGHHH!" she cried out as she felt her son's tongue lapping at her wiry snatch hairs. Byron flicked off the drops of cooling cunt-juice and clung to the tips of her pussy fur while he tickled her rumbling twat-lips with his fingers. At the same time Paul reached down and cupped the woman's tits in his hands. Julie felt her nipples mash in as Paul squeezed the hot, spongy flesh. Julie's cunt spasmed wildly as she felt Byron's lips close tightly around her box and suck gently.
"Christ, I could go on like this all night," Paul grunted as he rolled her nipples lightly between his thumb and forefinger.
"Mmmmgfff!" Byron answered in a muffled voice as he continued to suck harder and harder at his mother's steaming, juicing gash.
"ARRGHHH!" was Julie's only answer. She wanted to go on all night like this. She forgot about Gloria and Bertha. Jim was just someone in the past. All she could think of now was her son's hot, wet thick lips clamping and unclamping around her snatch-flaps and Paul's powerful hands milking and stroking her hot, twitching boobs. If there was a heaven on earth, this had to be it. The sucking, fucking, groping, panting-it all was heaven to Julie.
"Hey, Byron. What say we get down to business?" Paul groaned as he pulled slightly away from Julie's bucking body.
"You're the boss, Coach," Byron said, flicking his tongue lightly across the reddened, slick tip of his mother's trembling clit.
"You fuck her in the cunt. I want to jam my cock up her shit-hole," Paul said as he rolled off her and rolled her to one side.
"Oh, you can't! YOU CAN'T!" Julie wailed as she looked wide-eyed at the coach's huge, long cock. She'd be able to slip her pussy-lips around his dick and maybe blow her son at the same time. But something like that shoved in her shitter! It'd kill her!
"Don't worry, baby. I come ready for all things," Paul said as he sprang to his feet and ran into the shower room. Julie groaned, clutching her swollen tits in tenor as she heard the swimming coach opening up what sounded to be a cabinet. In a second he was back, holding a tube of something in his right hand. "There's always a handy tube of Vaseline lying around somewhere. I usually use it for burns or injuries. Babe, your shitter's gonna burn after I get through with it!" Paul grunted as he squeezed the tube tightly with his right hand.
Julie felt her asshole contract wildly as she watched the opaque gel ooze out of the tube and onto Paul's wide, muscular hand.
"This'll keep you from screaming the walls down, I think," Paul said as he tossed the tube away and rolled back on the mat until his prick was bouncing against Julie's trembling ass-cheeks.
"Ohhhhhh!" the woman groaned as Byron took up the front position, sliding his powerful legs between his mother's as he hunched back and positioned his cock for a forward thrust up her fuck-tunnel.
"Maybe a little licking would loosen her up," Paul said as he slid down the mat until his mouth was even with her firm, rounded butt.
"OHHHH!" Julie cried out in surprise as she suddenly felt the coach tonguing her sweaty ass, flicking his tongue across the brown, puckered skin of her bung while he gripped her firm thighs with both hands.
"Lick my assss!" Julie hissed between her tightly clenched teeth as she bucked forward and mashed her nipples against Byron's hot, sweaty chest.
"Jesus!" Byron moaned as he hunched his hips forward, battering her puffy snatch-lips with his spasming, thick cock-head. "Ohhhh, Jesus! I want to sink his prick up your snatch!"
"Hey, not so fast, kid," Paul called out from behind. Suddenly Julie felt something thick and greasy slide up her shitter. Paul was oiling up her asshole for his dick.
"UNNGHHHH!" she groaned, feeling hot flashes of pleasure shoot from her ass to her erect, swollen clit. At the same time Byron reached down and stroked her puffy labes, sticking in his forefingers and wriggling them around her steaming, juice slicked snatch. Julie thought she'd go out of her mind as she felt her slick, sensitive cunt-walls scraped by her son's thick fingers.
"Christ! She's so fuckin' hot she's burnin' my fingers," Byron said as he stuck in two more digits and pinched and tugged at his mother's beating clit.
"AIYEEE! AIYEEE!" Julie shrieked, clenching her thighs together and biting her lower lip in an attempt to keep from coming. Paul's asshole probing and Byron's cunt-fingering were driving her closer and closer to the edge.
"More?" Byron groaned.
"OHHH! GGGGAAAWWWWDDD!" Julie gasped, slamming her thighs up and down her son's hand.
"You think she's ready?" Paul asked the boy as he looked over Julie's trembling shoulder. He was stroking his cock slowly with his right hand, using the jizz that was oozing freely out of his prick-slit now as a lubricant while he pried the woman's butt as widely apart as he could with his left.
"I guess so," Byron said, smiling broadly at his mother. "Just make sure you've got enough grease up her asshole. I don't want to have two mothers after you get through," Byron chuckled as he put his anus around his mother's thighs and forced them down lower towards his quivering, fully extended cock.
"Hey, let me know when you're going to jam your prick up her snatch. I think it'd be great if we both plug her at the same time. You know, instant double-stuffing. That way I don't think shell feel as much pain from the ass," Paul suggested as he shifted his thighs slightly downward. Julie moaned and closed her eyes, feeling his hot, greasy prick-head slip in between her ass-cheeks and slide down a few inches, probing her sweaty skin until it found the edge of her brown shitter. The woman inhaled sharply and held her breath as she felt Paul's cock-head slip down slightly then stop and began to push increasingly harder against her tiny asshole.
"Now!" Byron said, clenching his teeth and driving his cock up in between Julie's fat cunt-lips. At the same time Paul tightened his grip around the woman's butt and squeezed his asscheeks together, lunging forward and burying his prick deep inside Julie's violated asshole. "AIIIEEE! AIYBEEF! WAWWWWHHH! OHHH, SHIT! OHHHH, SHIIIT SHIITT!"
"Hey, maybe she can't take it?" Byron said, a little concerned by his mother's reaction to Paul's ass-fucking.
"Wait a second," the coach grunted, slamming more hot inches of his prick into the woman's bowels.
"I told you-she really wanted these cocks, Paul said, looking over Julie's shaking shoulders again and winking at the boy before he went back to his butt-fucking.
Julie continued to shriek and shout, wriggling her ass and tossing her head wildly from side to side. Her long black hair whipped across Byron's heaving chest as he hunched up again and again, driving his juice-slicked cock deeper and harder into her snatch.
"Fuck! She's gonna squeeze the shit out of my prick," Paul cried out.
"Don't worry," Byron panted. "She'll relax in a few seconds. Just slide it back and forth. Ma gets real relaxed when she's got a prick in her," Byron grunted.
"Christ! You must do this a lot to her!" Paul said, a little surprised that Julie was messing around with her own son.
"You know the old phrase-keep it in the family," Byron chuckled as he continued to ream out his mother's snatch.
"OHHHH! FUCK MEEEE!" Julie screeched again, excited by the conversation going on about her. As Paul and Byron completed their down strokes, Julie would squeeze her cunt and shit-hole muscles together, gripping the men's cocks tightly in her gut. Then she'd rotate her thighs slowly from left to right, churning their cocks in her holes before relaxing her muscles and letting them slide their pricks out.
"SHIIITTT!" Paul groaned. Julie could feel the coach's cock swelling deep in her ass. He was going to shoot if she didn't slow down. But that was impossible. Julie had never felt this feeling before. Two cocks! Two big, long cocks sweating, driving, churning and throbbing in her body! She closed her eyes and squeezed her pussy muscles together again, trapping her son's dick inside her snatch one more time as Paul slammed his rod deep in her bowels. The sensation of two sets of hot, hairy balls slapping against her cunt and ass almost drove her into a hard climax. How could she stop herself? Julie had become one giant fucking machine. She prayed that Paul and Byron could go on plugging and licking her forever.
"Don't come!" she was finally able to grunt out as she heard the coach begin to breathe unevenly.
"Oh, shit!" Paul panted, crashing down against Julie and letting his cock twitch deliciously inside her hot shit-chute as he reached over and started squeezing the woman's spongy, hot tits. He ran them over her hard brown nipples, running into Byron's hands.
"Hey, they're mine," the boy said possessively.
"Let's share," Paul said, chuckling softly.
"Ohhhh," Julie groaned as she felt the two men fighting for possession of her nipples. Two sets of hands roamed freely over her fleshy boobs, squeezing, tugging and stroking her heavy tits while the men continued to pump away in her body.
"FUCK!" Byron groaned. The room was filled with the smell and sound of fucking. Julie wondered if it was too much for her son. First she was worded that Paul was coming. Now it felt as if her son was about to blow his wad. Julie threw her arms around Byron's neck and pulled his body up tightly to hers. She rubbed her tits into his muscular chest. His ass shoved up rapidly, sending hot inches of prick-meat deeper into her sucking snatch as his balls ground against her battered groin.
"I c-c-can't hold it back any MOOOOREEE!" Byron cried out as he slammed his crotch wildly against Julie's stretched, twitching snatch-flaps.
"No! Don't, Byron! DON'T!" Julie pleaded as she beat his shoulders wildly with her fists.
It was too late. She felt Byron's crotch hairs scratching her puffy labes desperately as the first wads of the boy's hot jizz exploded in her cunt.
"UNNGHHHH! OH, MOM! MAAAA!" the boy cried out, throwing his head back and jamming his groin hard against Julie's mushy pussy. Julie twitched her ass violently in rhythm to Byron's wildly spurting cock. It was a signal to Paul to let his load go.
"Keep it in her," Paul panted from behind her as he worked himself up to a climax. Julie could feel the coach's hot, steamy breath blast across her neck as his balls slapped noisily and angrily against her reddening ass-cheeks. Grunts became groans; groans became shouts of unspeakable ecstasy as the woman felt Paul's prick swell up incredibly, then twitch crazily in her bowels as the first steaming load of cum blew into her belly.
"FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!" Paul shrieked out as he dug his fingers hard into Julie's quivering, sweaty sides.
"I-I think! I'm- OMIGOD! ARRRGHHH! WAWWWWHH! AIEEEE!" Julie screamed desperately as .she felt wave after wave of orgasmic spasms roll over her swollen, twitching cunt. She felt as if someone had exploded an atom bomb on top of her clit.
"OHHH, FUUUUCCCKKK!" Paul shouted out again, slamming his muscular groin up and digging his prick in as far as it could go. Julie groaned and bucked, loving the feeling of two hot jets of jizz streaming into her body. She screamed mindlessly as a torrent of hot juice spewed out of her pussy.
"Ohhhh," Julie finally groaned as she felt every muscle in her body go limp with exhaustion.
"Shit!" Paul said, pulling his prick out of the woman's violated shitter and rolling over on his back. "Your mother's one hell of a hot number."
"I think she could take on the whole swim team," Byron said, chuckling softly as he reached up with his right hand and stroked his mother's sweaty boobs.
"God, we'd never have a swim meet. She'd break everybody's balls," Paul said, rolling from side to side with laughter.
"I don't see anything funny in that," Julie said, trying to sound indignant. But there she was, lying on a tumbling mat in the middle of a boys' locker room with a cock still stuffed up her gut and jizz leaking out of her asshole. When she thought about it, taking on the swim team didn't sound like a bad idea. Maybe she'd be able to finish them all off before dinner.
"Hey, did you hear something in the room?" Paul said suddenly, stopping his laughing and sitting up quickly.
"Shit! I forgot to lock the window behind me when I climbed in," Byron said, pulling his cock out of his mother's slackening cunt with a loud pop.
"Ohhhhh," Julie cried out, feeling bolts of pleasure shoot out from her clit as Byron's slipped his cock out from between her still-puffy labes.
"Come on. I think we've got a peeping Tom on our hands," Paul whispered to Byron.
Julie watched nervously as the two men crept on their hands and knees past her and down the long row of lockers. The woman was so frazzled from the double-fuck that she didn't care who had sneaked into the room. It was only mild curiosity that made her get up and creep behind Byron and Paul.
"Julie?" she heard someone call out in a tiny voice.
"It's Bertha," Julie whispered to Paul.
"Who?" the coach said, spinning around and looking at her.
"My husband's secretary. It's okay. She knows the scene-more or less," Julie said, feeling her face flush red with shame. She knew the secretary would be smirking when she took one look at the three of them.
"Bertha. Over here," Julie called out as she stood up and looked for the older woman.
"Well, the Bobbsey Twins and their little friend," Bertha said a little sarcastically as she stepped out into the aisle and confronted the three of them.
"How did you get in here?" Byron asked.
"The window. I guess the same way you all did. I don't know. When I couldn't find your mother, I thought she'd gone outside. Then I walked by the window and heard all this groaning. Listen, honey, I may be a little older than most of you, but I'm not stupid. So, I decided to check it out. Something told me that where you hear grunting, you find Julie Hoover," Bertha said, smiling broadly.
"Have you found Gloria yet?" Julie asked nervously. Suddenly she remembered the original reason for visiting the pool.
"Nope. But that's no reason why we can't get something going here," Bertha said as she reached up and scratched her right tit.
"Bertha!" Julie cried out. She couldn't believe it! Was that woman going to mount her right here in front of the two men?
"Oh, don't worry. I can make it with men just as easily as with women," the secretary said, slowly unbuttoning her dress.
Julie flushed red with embarrassment as Byron and Paul wheeled around and stared at her. She could tell from the looks in their eyes that they understood Bertha's meaning.
"That's my mom," Byron finally said, laughing loudly as he reached down to his limp prick and started playing with it.
"You think you can get that thing up to full size?" Bertha moaned as she finished unfastening her dress and let it slip down to the tiled floor.
"No problem, ma'am," Byron said as he watched his dick slowly get longer, thicker and harder.
"And don't forget the old coach," Paul said, moving up behind Julie and rubbing his hairy crotch against her smooth right thigh. "I think I can handle this one alone," he said, reaching up and rubbing his hands lightly over her boobs.
"What about the team?" Julie asked in a husky voice as she felt her cunt-juice begin to flow again. Her pussy walls started to throb and contract again.
"The more laps around the pool they make, the better they'll be tonight," Paul gasped as he grabbed Julie tightly around the waist and spun her around.
"You just don't quit, do you?" Julie heard a girl's voice from behind wail out.
"Gloria!" she screamed, jumping away from Paul and covering her tits with both hands.
"You whore! WHORE! Fucking your own son and-and HIM! And you!" Gloria screeched, turning to Bertha. "You pretended to be my friend. My friend! And you're no better than the rest of them!" the girl wailed as she clenched her fingers together angrily and beat them steadily against the lockers.
"Christ! We'd better close that window before the paper boys come in, too," Paul said as he moved towards the girl.
"Don't you touch me!" Gloria shrieked, backing away until her firm ass pressed against the back set of lockers. The girl's eyes opened wide in horror as she looked down and saw that the coach was obviously aroused by her anger.
"Hey, honey. I think what you need is a good fuck to set you straight," Paul said as he lurched forward suddenly, grabbing the girl by the right arm and spinning her around until she crashed down on top of the mat.
"Let me go!" Gloria wailed as Paul climbed on top of her. He pinned her arms down to the mattress and clamped his powerful hairy legs over hers. "DON'T! DON'T!" she pleaded as Paul licked the base of her neck, then moved up to her chin and finally ended up by clamping his lips tightly on her mouth.
"My God! I think she's loosening up!" Julie said as she watched her stepdaughter's writhing slow down, then turn into a steady hunching against Paul's hot, throbbing groin.
"I'll tell you what, son," Paul said, pulling away from Gloria and rolling over to one side. "You take her on, while I finish off your mother and her friend here."
Byron looked at Gloria, then nodded to the coach. Julie saw that the girl was ready for a fuck. Her eyes were gazed over with passion, and the odor of vaporizing pussy-juice seeped out from under her skirt. As Paul and Byron proceeded to rip her clothes off, Julie prayed that her son's screwing would finally bring Gloria to her senses.
CHAPTER NINE
"Ohhhh, Jesus! What do you want us to do?" Bertha asked as she ripped off her bra and panties and lay down next to Julie. Byron had taken another mat off the wall and rolled Gloria onto it. Julie could hear the young girl's groans as her son busily lapped away at her young, exposed pussy.
"Just lie there. I'll do the work," Paul said, grinning as Julie felt the coach's hands slide down her belly towards her pussy. He was kneeling between the two women, having placed one knee between her legs and the other between Bertha's.
"FUCK MEEEE!" Julie heard Gloria shriek out. She rolled her eyes back and saw Byron's face still buried in the young girl's hot, wet muff Julie guessed that her son was sucking on Gloria's clit, sliding his rough tongue over her sensitive, miniature organ.
Julie heard Bertha moan next to her and guessed that Paul was finger-fucking her. She felt her pussy twitch and ache, begging for a cock again. She wanted to feel it rubbing against her snatch's sensitive wet walls. Julie could still feel her son's cooling jizz splashing around in her trembling twat. Suddenly, Julie's head exploded as she felt Paul's right finger slide over her thighs and inch down to her hot cunt-mound. It slid over her fluttering pussy-lips and down into her steaming hole, moving down until it came to rest on the tip of her swollen, throbbing clit. It made her sensitive nerve endings quiver and explode with unspeakable pleasure. Paul rubbed both of the quivering clits, making the two women writhe, buck and toss in sympathetic rhythm to his probings. They bounced off each other, grinding their sweat-slicked thighs against each other. Then they screwed their sweaty asscheeks deep into the mat as he pushed his fingers deeper and deeper into their shuddering cunts.
"NOOOO! DON'T! DON'T!" Gloria shrieked.
Julie closed her eyes and clenched her teeth, forcing herself to get control of herself so that she could look back up and see what was happening. Julie saw that Byron had left off sucking on the girl's cunt and was crouching over her now. Gloria's legs were resting on his shoulders and the boy was spreading her cunt-lips apart slowly with both hands. His thick, hot cock was bouncing off Gloria's upturned, virgin ass-cheeks. The girl's pussy hairs were frazzled with excitement. Tiny electric sparks seemed to fly out from the ends of her muff fur as she bucked and thrashed on the mat.
"ARRRGHHHH!" Bertha groaned.
"OHHHHH!" Julie echoed. She felt Paul spreading her thighs as far apart as he could. Then he slid down until his face was even with her twat. Oh, God! The coach was going to give her the same sucking that Byron had given Gloria! Julie moaned in approval as she felt her pussy rumble in expectation of the coach's tongue.
"AIYYYEEEE!" the woman shrieked as she felt Paul sticking his tongue into her snatch. He made her cry out again and again as his tongue drew back and upward to stroke her swollen clit. Oh God, she wanted to be fucked again. It didn't matter that two cocks had rammed her cunt and shitter only seconds earlier. She wanted a cock now. She couldn't stand to wait any longer. Julie heard Bertha still moaning, and guessed that Paul was still finger-fucking her while he was licking her off But she didn't care what was going on any more. She didn't care if he rammed his fist up her new friend's snatch. All Julie knew was that Paul's tongue was sliding in and out of her cunt, then pulling away and snaking its way down to her asshole. It made her want to scream.
"ARRRGHHHH!" Julie shrieked out. Paul had changed tactics. Now he was biting her. He had her right cunt-lip in his teeth and he was tugging on it. At first it hurt her; but then the tugging seemed to do something to her nerves. Soon she was tossing her ass off the tumbling mat in a silent plea for more of the same. Julie could feel Paul's heavy, uneven breathing on her snatch.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Bertha panted next-to her, thrashing around and rolling against her thighs.
"NOOOO! NOOO!" Gloria echoed from somewhere behind her. Julie thought she heard an audible squish. If it wasn't her imagination, she guessed that her son had just sunk his heavy, hot prick in his stepsister's pussy.
"UNNGH!" Paul groaned. He was moving his head down again, running the tip of his tongue along her snatch-lips and down to her shitter. Julie cried out again. She wanted to shout out for him to fuck her, and when his tongue tried to ram its way into her asshole, she did.
"FUCK ME!" she shrieked.
"Just what I'm about to do," Paul said huskily as he pulled away, then looked at the two women. They were panting and writhing on the gym mat like bitch dogs in heat. "Turn over," he said to Bertha. The secretary look at Julie and winked, flipping over finally and grinding her hot pussy walls together. Paul moved back to Bertha and leaned forward, pushing his cock-head against her puckered pink asshole.
"For God's sake, the Vaseline!" Julie cried out as she started to get up to search for the discarded tube.
But Paul reached out with his right hand and pushed her down to the mat again. Julie looked over at Bertha and saw that the older woman didn't seem to mind the ass-fuck. She shuddered, knowing that she would have screamed the roof down if the coach had tried to dry-fuck her like that earlier.
"Ahhhhhh!" Bertha moaned, pushing her ass-cheeks into the air. She was trying to impale her bung on the coach's twitching prick. Julie watched what was happening and felt her own asshole twitch excitedly. She realized that she wanted Paul's cock up her ass as badly as Bertha did.. She was even willing to give dry-fucking a chance.
"It's going to be a double-fuck, girls," Paul said, glancing at Julie and leaning over. He ran his fingers lightly over her drenched cunt hairs and made her pussy shudder in response.
Before Julie could understand exactly what he meant, she watched him push down. His spongy cock-head stretched Bertha's asshole, making her cry out in pain and delight.
"JEEESUS, GO SLOW!" Bertha cried out. But Paul obviously had ether plans. He rammed the full length of his prick into her asshole until his balls rested against her upturned ass-cheeks. Julie watched him hunch his butt up slightly, pulling his cock about halfway out of Bertha's violated shitter. Then he plunged his rod back in again, slapping his balls against Bertha's butt.
"YESSSSS!" Gloria shrieked out suddenly.
Julie turned around again and watched her son's prick slam faster and faster in and out of Gloria's stretched cunt. The boy groaned again and again, reaching down between their grinding bodies and grabbing her clit between his thumb and forefinger. Julie saw that he was tugging on Gloria's tiny organ, making her whimper and beg him to fuck her harder and deeper. Julie saw her stepdaughter's tits visibly swell and shake as Byron's prick slammed into her like a runaway piston.
Suddenly Julie was aware of a crushing weight. She realized that Paul had pulled out of Bertha's ass and was on top of her now. His cock slid easily into her cunt. There was no resistance. Julie shuddered, knowing that his prick was probably covered with some of the secretary's shit. He was pumping it into her pussy now. But it felt so good, and her pussy walls were closing around the thick shaft and crushing it, trying to pump the cum from his balls.
"YES! YESSSSS!" Julie cried out as Paul leaned forward and sucked her tits and bit her shoulder. He fucked his cock in and out of her cunt furiously. There was a steady squishing sound that matched the squishing sound coming out of Gloria's violated cunt. Bertha continued to moan next to her, begging Paul to fuck her ass again as she slid her fingers under her hunching thighs and speared her hot hole with them.
Julie heard Paul's breathing become heavier and turn to gasps. Then it became irregular. Paul opened his eyes once and stared into hers, then closed them again.
"FUCK! OHHHH, BABY! YOU'VE GOT A GOOOOD, FUCKIN' GOOOD CUNT! UNNGHHH! SHIIIT!" Paul cried as he swirled his ass in mid air, churning his prick around the outer edges of Julie's pussy, then slamming his prick-shaft back down into her fuck-tunnel.
"AIEEEE!" Julie cried out as she felt Paul reach down and touch her clit. All she could do now was scream and whimper. Somewhere in the room she heard Bertha and Gloria groaning.
"My ass! MY ASS!" the older woman screamed.
Paul obeyed, pulling his prick out of Julie's cunt and plunging his rod back into the secretary's loosened, quivering shitter.
Julie groaned in frustration. She hated to be left high and dry.
She had begun to feel her pussy contract. She felt that familiar hard knot deep in her belly slowly begin to untie itself and give way to a spreading flash of heat that flushed her tits and made her nipples ache for relief. Now Paul had yanked out his cock and shoved it into Bertha's waiting asshole.
Julie groaned and watched Paul fall into his regular pile driving rhythm. He pulled his cock out to the tip of its head while the puckered ring of Bertha s asshole tried to clamp shut. Then he eased his rod inside the tight ass again. The woman's body quivered excitedly with each thrust up her butt.
"MORE! UNNNGHHH! UNNNGHHHH!" the secretary groaned.
"MY CUNT!" Julie groaned, hoping that Paul would hear her and get back to her pussy.
But Paul didn't seem to hear her. He was back to slamming his cock harder and faster into Bertha's ass. Julie thought he was going to shoot his load of jism into the secretary's bowels. But Bertha had other plans. The woman thrashed violently and groaned like a wounded animal as her cunt broke out into a series of crotch-killing contractions. Julie guessed that Bertha's fingering had been too good for her, and she was coming now. It was all over for her.
Paul was too worked up to notice what had happened. Then he realized that the older woman had collapsed exhausted on the mat. He moved back to Julie and, squish, was in her cunt again. His fingers trailed down her thighs, sliding under her crotch and inching back until they found her asshole. Julie felt him forcing one of them inside, and wondered what it took to satisfy this man's fascination for ass.
"Don't worry, babe. Your cunt's gonna get my load," Paul grunted.
"OHHHH!" Julie responded. She smelled her cunt-juice again. She forced her right hand between his body and hers, feeling around in the air until she had gotten ahold of his balls. She felt Paul jerk back at first, then slam forward again. His fucking became more frenzied, and she continued to stroke the tiny hairs that covered his cum-sac.
"I'M COMING! COMING! COMMMMHINNNGGGG!" Paul suddenly shouted as he slammed his groin hard against her upturned crotch.
Julie groaned mindlessly as she felt her cunt tighten up with every passing second. She felt her pussy muscles contract under the coach's powerful thrusts. They gripped and grabbed at his cock desperately as Paul shouted obscenities at the woman.
"N-N-NOWWWW!" Paul screamed.
"WAWWWHHH!" Julie shrieked, almost on cue. As soon as she felt the first wad of hot, thick jizz spatter into her hole, Julie felt her tits and belly flash hot as the first powerful contraction broke loose in her cunt and shit-hole.
Julie could only scream like a homeless ghost as she thought her clit and nipples would rip off her body and sail into the air. Lightning flashed in her seared brain as explosions went off all over her body. She didn't know what was happening around her any more. All she knew was that she was squishing and bouncing and sliding over the mat and against Paul's body to the sounds of cries, shouts and grunts.
When it was over, Julie pushed Paul gently off her body and turned over to see what was going on on the mat behind hers.
"Fuck me!" Gloria cried out as she dug her head into the plastic mat and hunched her quivering, sweaty young thighs high into the air and against her brother's groin.
"Christ! That's the one thing about kids. They've got better endurance than us old folks," Paul said as he joined Bertha and Julie in watching the boy and girl screw.
"FUCK!" Byron cried out, closing his eyes and driving his crotch harder and harder against his stepsister's pussy.
"MORE! MORE! I WANT MORE!" Gloria screeched wildly as she reached up with both hands and squeezed her titties hard.
"Christ, she's beginning to sound like you," Paul said as he nudged Julie playfully.
"What a cruel thing to say about such a sweet girl," Bertha said, looking over at Julie and nudging her also.
Gloria continued to scream desperately. She flung her arms around Byron's neck and locked her ankles behind his back. With every downward thrust the boy made, Gloria met him halfway, shoving her thighs into the air and crashing into his powerful groin. Gloria looked as if she wanted to keep her brother's prick inside her pussy forever. Julie could tell that Gloria was getting close to orgasm. The way her head was tossing from side to side meant only one thing. Those old familiar pre-orgasmic rumblings were rumbling through the young girl's pussy. Soon the mind-breaking contractions of coming would explode deep in her gut and flare out to her throbbing clit.
"JEEESUS! I'M COMING! COMMIINNNGGGG!" Byron screamed as he pushed his ass up high, then thrust down violently. Julie watched the girl freeze suddenly in mid air. At first she thought the girl was having a stroke. Then she realized that Gloria was teetering on the edge of orgasm. She was swaying first one way, then the next, unsure of which direction she wanted to go. Her cunt boiled with juice and heat, and her clit was rubbed up to a violent climax.
"NOWWWW!" Byron screamed.
All she needed was that warning. Gloria threw open her eyes and wrapped her legs more tightly around Byron's quivering body. She went over the edge.
"N-N-NOOOO!" Gloria shrieked. She was full of cock, stuffed with her brother's young meat from her cunt-lips to her womb. Her shit-hole quaked with excitement as she felt Byron's cock swell and throb out of control.
"Christ, look at her!" Julie said to no one in particular as she watched her stepdaughter meet Byron's attack with thrusts of her own. Julie saw her son's hot, milky-looking jizz leaking out from between Gloria's swollen labes as the boy continued to shoot load after load of his cum into his stepsister's pussy.
"UNNGHHH! UNNGHHH! ARRGHHH!" the boy moaned, digging his fingers so hard into Gloria's sides that he left black-and-blue marks wherever he touched her.
"ARRGHHH! WAWWWWHHH! WAWWWHHH!" Gloria wailed as the two of them thrashed and jerked against each other, screaming incoherent obscenities as spasm after spasm of pleasure ripped through their bodies.
"Ohhhh!" Julie groaned, feeling her snatch fire up again as she watched Gloria and Byron finishing up their fuck and collapse exhausted on the tumbling mat.
"Christ! You're ready to go again, aren't you?" Paul asked as he watched Julie slide her hands down under her thighs and start to strum her stiffening clit.
"Mmmmm-huh," she groaned, looking up into the swimming coach's eyes and smiling dreamily at him.
"Well, I'd love to fuck you-and your friend, too, but I've got a team to coach. Come on, Byron. Pun-time's over. Say good-bye to your sister and come on out to the pool. We'll do it differently this time and walk out the door," Paul said, rolling off the mat and reaching down for his swim suit.
Julie, Bertha, Byron and Gloria scrambled around the tiny back aisle of lockers for their clothes as Paul hurried towards the front door.
"Better hurry, gang, and get out of here. They'll be some tall explaining to do to the team if they come in here and find all of you like that," Paul said, laughing out loud as he took off the lock and pushed the doors open.
"Bastard!" Julie shouted out playfully as she flipped her tits back into her bra. In a few minutes they were all dressed and out of the locker room.
"I'll go out and get the car," Bertha said, seeing that Julie wanted to be alone with her stepdaughter for a while. Byron had patted Gloria playfully on the ass as they stepped out of the locker room, then ran to the other end of the pool to finish up his practice session.
"Gloria, do you think we can bury the battle hatchet now?" Julie asked hesitantly.
"I-I don't know," the girl said, looking down at the floor and shifting her feet uneasily.
Julie sighed, then reached up and wrapped her arms around the girl's shoulders.
"If nothing else, I think you've seen this afternoon that we've all got certain urges that we just can't help. Now, we can fight them off and become a pack of neurotic crazies. Or we can enjoy them for what they're worth," Julie said, coaxing the girl forward to the front door of the gym.
"What do you mean?" Gloria asked as she stopped and looked into Julie's eyes.
"Well, what I guess I mean is that I still love your father. That's why I married him. We've had some difficulties in the bedroom, and that's why I turned to your stepbrother for relief. As for the coach, well ... " Julie's voice trailed softly off. "But all this doesn't mean that I don't love your father any more."
"And Byron?" Gloria asked.
Julie sighed.
"Honey, you and he can do anything you want to," Julie said as she saw Bertha pull up to the front of the building. "Besides, your father and I are getting along a lot better now-sexually. And I think you'll have more time to fool around with your brother, if you know what I mean," Julie said softly as she pushed Gloria gently out of the gym. She was lying of course. It was true that she and Jim would probably have more fun in the bedroom, but she wasn't going to give up her son-not yet, anyway. But there wasn't any reason why she couldn't share Byron with her own daughter.
As Gloria stepped into the car, Julie turned around and saw her son dive off the high board and arc smoothly into the air, before slicing gracefully into the cool green water of the pool.
Goddamn him! Julie said to herself as she felt her clit spring up and throb away in frustration.
"What a meet!" Jim said as he and Julie walked into their home two nights later.
"I never thought Byron could take first place. I really didn't," Julie said proudly as she took off her coat and threw it on the living-room couch. Neither of them had bothered to switch on the lights.
"That son of yours is going to be in the Olympics someday if he keeps up his style and speed," Jim said as he moved slowly over to Julie.
"Mmmmm," she agreed, seeing her son's smoothly muscular body jetting through the water. How proud she was when the officials announced that Byron was the winner. She wanted to run out of the stands and wrap her arms around his head. She wanted to push his lips against her tits while she rubbed her crotch against his stiffening prick. But all she could do was cheer along with the rest of the fans and tell her pussy to wait.
"Hey, the kids won't be home for a while," Jim said meaningfully as he slid his hands around her waist and moved them up to her thunderous tits. Julie felt a hot flash explode all over her body. Although she wanted Byron between her legs, she still desired Jim.
"Mmmmm, where did they say they were going?" Julie whispered as she felt her pussy firing up like a bonfire.
"Gloria said that she and Byron were going to join some of the kids later on at a party or something to celebrate," Jim said huskily as he unzipped his wife's dress with one hand while he reached in and started kneading her tits with the other.
I'll just bet they are, Julie thought to herself. She guessed that Byron and Gloria were going to do a little hole-plugging before they wolfed down a pizza or Coke. Her son was going to swim again tonight-up the old fuck-canal.
"Well, I suppose that means-" Julie began. Then she stopped, feeling her husband's large, knotty prick brush up against her hand.
"Hey, let's screw here. I'm too fucking hot to march up to the bedroom," Jim panted as he tore off his clothes.
"Christ! Thank God!" Julie said out loud. Jim had changed completely. No more was he yawning and stumbling up the stairs for the bedroom.
"Get down there," Jim said, pulling off his shorts and shoving Julie backward to the couch.
"Ohhh, hurry," Julie cried out in a tiny voice as she felt the fire in her pussy grow hotter and wilder.
Jim crashed on top of her and immediately went to sucking off her left nipple.
"NNNGHHHH!" Julie groaned, hunching up her thighs and grinding her spasming cunt against her husband's stiffening, hot long cock-shaft.
"Ohhh, babe, I'm really happy tonight," Jim said as he let go of her nipple and looked at her.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I mean that you and Gloria seem to have broken down the walls-you're talking to one another," Jim said.
And sharing the same cock, Julie thought to herself
"And even Byron's come around to me. You know, he said that we should all do more things together," Jim said, obviously pleased with the turn of events.
I'll bet he did, Julie thought wryly, then felt a flash of guilt. How could she, Gloria and Byron be doing this behind Jim's back? He was a kind, honest man who obviously loved his new family. Then an ides struck Julie. Maybe he'd be interested in making their cozy threesome a foursome. It was too early to sound him out on this, but Julie made a solemn, silent promise to work on it. Nothing would make her happier than to get Jim into their little circle.
"OHHHH, FUCK MEEB!" Julie cried out as she pushed her head down into the couch cushions. Jim had been busily strumming her fluttering flaps, and was now toying with her erect blood-engorged clit.
"Baby, baby," Jim moaned in her ear as he hunched up and dragged his hot, heavy rod up her raised ass-cheeks until it slid against her hot, dark gash. In a second Julie felt her quivering pussy-lips pushed apart by her husband's sinking dick.
A family fuck-oh God, I hope so, Julie thought to herself as she slowly tightened her legs around Jim's hunching back and slid her twat up to his hard, hot, hairy groin. I hope soooo, she thought again as she ground her pussy against Jim's plunging, hotly fucking cock.
