Sandra Miles could feel the excitement stirring between her legs as she sat on the wooden porch swing. The cause of her excitement was Frank, her son.
It was not yet noon, still cool, but hot enough to make him sweat. He was mowing the lawn, walking behind the power mower. Dressed only in faded old cut-offs, his young body glistened with sweat. His hair kept falling across his forehead, and somehow it seemed erotic when he brushed it back.
She loved watching him work, seeing those subtle, young muscles strain now and then. He was well tanned, and his chest was getting muscular. The mower was loud, but not unbearable. Besides, Sandra hardly heard it.
Beneath her summer dress, her body was naked. Her firm tits strained and molded beneath the top of her dress, the garment held up by two very thin straps. One strap had fallen down on her arm. Her legs had been crossed, but now they stretched out as she swung gently back and forth, watching Frank. She held a glass of lemonade in her hand.
Sandra couldn't say when this hunger had begun within her tall, slender body, this insane desire for Frank. At the moment it seemed as if she had always had this burning need for him. Her clit was elongated, the lips of her cunt puffy. The slightest pressure of her thighs was enough to create a tingling sensation that brought soft moans from her.
The mower made a few choking sounds, then stopped running.
Frank leaned over it, fiddling with the parts. His back was to her, and Sandra's eyes stared at the tightness of those cut-offs, stretching across his ass. The short fringes exposed stark whiteness of flesh, contrasting with the tan of his thighs. A lurching fire burst through Sandra's cunt. For just a brief moment, she almost experienced an orgasm. The sensation was very strong, and she closed her eyes.
A soft mewl came from her. The urge to smash her hand between her legs, to rub frantically at her cunt, was strong.
But she refused to give in to the urge.
She refused to fingerfuck herself.
She didn't want her fingers ... she wanted cock, a very hard cock . . . Frank's cock . . . her son's cock!
When she opened her eyes again, he was squatting near the mower, trying to get it started again. The waist of his cut-offs had slipped downward, and she imagined she could see where the crack of his ass began.
The roar of the machine startled her.
Again Frank was mowing back and forth.
In the past few months, she and her son had become much closer than they ever had been. Perhaps it was because he had finally gotten over the loss of his father, but Sandra preferred to think it was because he was showing interest in girls now. She liked to think of herself as his first girlfriend, his first bittersweet love. She liked to think of herself as his dream girl, his toy, his playmate, his sex object.
She had begun to pretend so much, it was almost a reality. She spoke to him the way a girlfriend would, teased him with promises of pleasure. Much to her delight, Frank was starting to return the teasing. She loved to call herself his girl, and Frank went along with it. She would pretend jealousy if he expressed desire for some pretty girl on television. It was all just play. Or so she tried to tell herself.
It was time to stop playing pretend.
Sandra couldn't keep it up and hold onto her sanity. Her desire for Frank was getting too strong to control. It was all she could do to keep her hands off his body. Although she held him, caressed him, kissed him, she had to restrain her hands from wandering across his chest, down his flat stomach, over his cock and balls, across his young, tight ass.
She knew he loved resting his head on her tits, pressing close to her. Once she thought he was going to put his mouth on her nipple, but he didn't. She had felt his hot breaths burning through her blouse, her dress, and it fueled the rumbling excitement inside her. She had tempted him by putting his palm on her thigh once while wearing shorts, but that was as far as it had gone. She didn't know if her son was afraid.
She had a hunch Frank wanted to touch her cunt, her tits, her legs, her ass. She wasn't totally certain, but he looked at her with those hot, greedy eyes when he felt she wasn't noticing.
The mower stopped when Frank cut the power. He wiped the sweat off his forehead, looking at her.
"Forget the back yard, Frank," she called. "It's going to be too hot today. Have a glass of lemonade with me."
His quick grin flashed as he walked to the porch. Sandra poured him a glass of the cold liquid, and Frank sat on the step, drinking it down quickly and offering the glass for more.
"Hot as hell, Mom," he said.
"Hotter, I think," she replied. "Why do you insist on cutting the grass every Saturday, honey?"
"We don't want the place to get too shabby, do we?" he replied.
The was what she liked about him. As young as he was, he tried hard to keep the old home in good repair. It was a wooden two-storied house, much too large for the two of them. But it had been left to her by her parents, and she had grown up in it, loved it. She would never sell the home. Besides, her son loved it as much as she did.
Swinging back and forth gently, she gazed at him with fondness. She had allowed the hem of her skirt to hike up a bit on her thighs. She had her knees slightly parted, her legs still stretched out. When her son glanced at her knees, she felt her pulses pound crazily.
Frank saw halfway up his mother's thighs, saw the creamy inside flesh. He looked without embarrassment, his eyes glazing somewhat. Sandra stopped swinging a moment, letting her legs widen a fraction more. Her son would soon be looking at her cunt, she thought.
Would he enjoy seeing her cunt? Would he react to the sight by getting a lovely hard-on? Would he realize that the teasing was finished and it was time to act out what they both wanted?
The wet glass slipped in her hand. She jerked upright to cling to it. One leg shot out and up. Frank caught a glimpse of the thick fan-shape of her cunt hair. He swallowed as his eyes became huge. By the time Sandra recovered, she realized he had seen her pussy. Instead of closing her legs, she left them apart as she leaned back in the swing. She looked directly into her son's face, watching his expression.
Frank continued to gaze between his mother's thighs, not the least ashamed. For a long time he looked under her dress. Sandra lowered her eyes, and saw the swelling of his cock inside the cut-offs. A smile slowly came over her face, her eyes gleaming.
"Well?" she said in a whispering voice.
"Yeah," Frank replied, still looking between her knees.
"Enjoying the view?" she asked, still in a whisper.
"Beautiful view, Mom," he said, his voice thick.
They became silent for a few minutes. Frank continued to look up his mother's dress, and Sandra kept her eyes on the front of his cut-offs. His cock was very hard, outlined almost. The prickhead appeared about ready to slip past the fringe, about to show itself. She ran her tongue over her lips, breathing deeply, her tits straining out, nipples probing at the dress.
"Do you really enjoy looking?" she asked, her voice husky with emotion.
Frank nodded his head.
"Are you getting . . . excited?"
"I sure am," he groaned.
"So I see," Sandra murmured, her eyes burning on the length of his outlined cock. "A girlfriend should please her man, don't you think?"
"I'd hope so, Mom."
"And I am your girlfriend, aren't I?"
"I sure hope so!"
"Then I should please you, shouldn't I, honey?" Her voice was very throaty now, very thick. "If a girlfriend don't please her man, he might find a girl that will, isn't that right?"
"I guess so, Mom."
"I don't think I'd like it if you found another girlfriend, darling," she whispered.
"Mom, you're ... I think we should ... I don't know what I think."
"I understand," she said, her voice barely audible now. Her cunt was on fire, the fuck juices seeping from the puffy lips. "Maybe I should be a real girlfriend to you. I could do things a real girlfriend would do. You know, go on dates with you, let you hold me . . . kiss me, the way a girlfriend would. Even . . . you know, let you maybe touch me."
"Aw, shit, Mom," Frank stammered with sudden shyness. "You're teasing me again."
"I am?" she asked. "Are you sure, honey?"
With her eyes flashing fire, she inched her dress up slowly. Frank's hot eyes followed it. She stopped when her dress was only a few inches from her crotch. The curls of her cunt hair were obvious now. Frank gasped, his lips parting. Leaving her skirt there, she slowly pulled the fallen strap down and off her arm. She very slowly slipped the top of her dress downward. Frank watched, breathless, his eyes burning and his tongue hanging out.
Sandra paused for a moment.
"Are you certain I'm teasing?" she asked in a low voice.
Frank swallowed. "I'm almost sure, Mom," he moaned. "I think I'm sure. You wouldn't really . . . show it to me, would you?"
"Show you what?" she teased.
"Your ..." He choked.
"My titty?" Sandra asked. "A real girlfriend would, wouldn't she?" "I suppose so."
Her dress hung just above her hard nipples. The creamy flesh excited Frank. He could see the deep valley between his mother's tits, and his cock throbbed in hardness, his balls feeling full and tight.
"I'm not teasing," Sandra said in a low voice, and she jerked her dress downward. Her tits came free, firm and round with nipples straining upward. They were light-brown in color, with large circles at the base. "I'm not teasing you at all, honey."
Frank gasped, staring at his mother's revealed tits. His cock throbbed as Sandra watched, trying to will that smooth, swollen head to peek out from the fringe of his shorts.
Along the porch grew roses, dense enough to conceal Sandra and her son from anyone walking by on the sidewalk. But, at the moment, neither cared if someone noticed. Sandra's passion was intense. She was excited by what she was doing with her son.
Sandra caressed her tit, circling her rigid nipple with the tip of her finger, licking at her lips. Her tit rose up round, firm, without any sag. She was proud of her tits, of her whole body. She was still as shapely as she had been in high school. All the curves and hills were perfect, intoxicatingly so. She looked fabulous in a bikini and drew the eyes of men of all ages. She was aware of her beauty, proud of it.
"If I'm your girlfriend, Frank," she said very softly, "you should sit here with me, hold me a while, kiss me."
Frank stood, and then, as if aware of his hard-on for the first time, tried to hide the bulge.
Sandra laughed. "Oh, don't do that, honey. I like it."
With only a hint of shyness, Frank came toward his mother. Sandra stared at his cock straining against the cut-offs. He sat in the swing beside her, and, when his bare thigh touched hers, Sandra shivered with pleasure.
"Put your arm around me," she suggested. "Hold me as if I am your girlfriend. I want to be your girlfriend, Frank, and you have to treat me that way. You're my boyfriend, and that's the way I'm going to be with you."
She felt his young body shaking as he put his arm across her shoulders. Sandra took his hand, pulling it to her exposed tit. Cupping his palm about one tit, she rested her hand on top of his, pressing slightly. She placed her head on his shoulder, her eyes watching his cock. She stroked at his sweaty thigh, her fingers teasing his flesh, going close to the fringe of his cutoffs, then pulling back. She lifted her face to him, her lips pursed.
"Kiss me," she moaned. His lips pressed hers, lightly. "No, silly. Kiss me like you would a real girlfriend."
His lips pressed firmly, and Sandra parted hers, the tip of her tongue sneaking past his teeth. A groan came from Frank, and Sandra licked the inside of his mouth. She shoved her hand up the inside of his thighs, the tips of her fingers barely brushing the head of his hidden cock.
Frank groaned into his mother's mouth, his hand tightening on her firm tit. Sandra made a mewling sound deep in her throat as he squeezed her tit, her nipple tingling at the palm of his hand. As her son started feeling and caressing her exposed tit, Sandra moved her hand between his thighs, cupping his balls through his shorts. Again Frank moaned, pressing his crotch into his mother's hand. He clung to her tit tightly, and his tongue shoved past her teeth. Sandra gave a soft whimper and sucked at his tongue, holding his balls through those shorts. She squeezed them gently, then rubbed along the throbbing length of his cock. Her finger slipped beneath the fringed edge and felt the smooth tip of his prick. She rubbed lightly along his piss hole, feeling the seeping fuck juices. She moaned and tried to swallow his tongue.
"Feel me up!" she hissed. "Feel me up, darling!"
She shoved her fingers inside his shorts, feeling the hardness of his cock, the heat, the delicious way his prick throbbed. She felt his hand moving along her thighs, and she opened them. His hand slipped between her thighs, and again she shivered with anticipation. He seemed to hesitate for a moment, then, with a groan, cupped her cunt. Sandra felt as if she were going to come against his hand. As the feeling grew, she pulled his cock from the side of his shorts, wrapping her fist about his prick, squeezing as her son began to suck wildly on her thrusting tongue. She felt him rub tentatively at her pussy and returned the pressure by scooting her ass forward. She jerked her fist up and down on his cock swiftly, her fist tight.
Their breaths came in hisses and grunts. Feverishly, they kissed hard, sucking tongues, licking lips. Frank was clutching his mother's tit in one hand, very tightly, and rubbing his palm up and down her wet, hairy cunt. As Sandra pumped feverishly on his throbbing cock, Frank worked his middle finger into her cunt. Sandra gasped with delight, trying to open her thighs wider for him.
"Oh, God, baby!" she whimpered. "Oh, God! You're so hard, Frank! So very hard!"
"Yeah!" Frank grunted, fucking his finger in and out of his mother's slippery cunt faster. The wet heat of her pussy excited him all the more.
"Do it, do it, do it!" Sandra groaned, trying to arch her crotch to him. "Oooo, that's so good, darling! Your finger ... in me ... so good!"
She squeezed his cock hard, making her son groan. His prick felt hard as steel, the throbbing making her fist burn. She cupped the swollen cockhead, twisting her palm about, getting her hand slippery with the dripping fuck juices from his piss hole.
His finger was stiff, stabbing into her cunt hard and deep. He made soft, wet slapping sounds with his hand as he fingerfucked her. Sandra sobbed with the intensity of her ecstasy. She twisted her hips frantically, arching into his finger. She rested her head on his shoulder again, too aroused to keep kissing. Her hips churned faster and faster, and her fist jerked up and down with frenzied movements. She watched his cock with glazed eyes, seeing the head so big and round. Her fist beat up and down with short, rapid strokes.
"Oh, honey!" she sobbed. "Ohhh, baby! Your finger feels so good in me! I think I'm about to come, honey! Ooooo, ram your finger hard up me! Finger me fast and hard, Frank!"
Frank was already fingerfucking her cunt as hard and fast as he could. He looked down at her hips, seeing them swing up and down on his finger. The curling cunt hair was thick, soft against his hand. The heat of his mother's juicy cunt seemed to scald his flesh. Sandra cried out softly, hissing with ecstasy. She shot her hips out hard, grinding into his finger. She squeezed the shaft of her son's cock so hard that the head bulged even more, his piss hole widening.
She lifted her mouth to his again, and, as her son's tongue stabbed frantically into her mouth, Sandra sucked greedily. She began jacking on his cock again, churning her hips up and down as his finger probed the steaming depths of her fiery cunt. The ballooning of her orgasm filled every inch of her lower body. Her cunt was gripping at his finger, her clit painfully hard and tight. Each time he fucked his finger into her cunt, his palm smashed and crushed her clit, sending tingles up and down her spine.
A tight-lipped squeal came from Sandra, and her cunt convulsed about his finger. The orgasm was powerful, causing her cunt to suck and flex on his finger. She groaned and sobbed with fiery ecstasy, coming time and again with boiling waves of contractions.
Frank, feeling his mother's wet cunt clutching his finger in orgasm, watched her hips grinding. He was gasping at the tightness with which her hand held his cock. His balls were writhing in the tightness of his cut-offs.
As the orgasm faded, Sandra began squealing and jerking on her son's cock with a frenzy. His finger was still inside her cunt, but no longer thrusting. The hairy pussylips squeezed, and her fist jerked wildly. She had slipped her head down onto her son's chest, eyes glittering moistly as she watched her own hand jacking his cock.
"Ohhh, honey, honey!" she hissed. "Do it! I want you to come, too! Come, Frank! Ohhh, please, come for me!"
Frank's hips shot up from the seat of the swing, fucking his cock hard into his mother's fist. He grunted loudly.
"Oooo, yes!" Sandra gurgled.
His cock lurched in her fist, then a squirt of -creamy come-juice shot a foot into the air.
"More!" Sandra urged, pumping very hard. "Come some more!"
Time and again Frank's cock spurted come juice, each squirt flying high, then falling back onto her hand and his shorts. She squealed with pleasure as she watched him come.
"Beautiful, darling! God, is that beautiful!" she urged in a thick voice. "Come some more! Shoot it high, baby! Oh, keep coming, darling!"
The last few spurts didn't fly as high, but seemed to seep from his piss hole and run over her hand. She held on until his cock became soft.
"We made a mess, didn't we?" she laughed softly. "My hand is covered, and look at your shorts."
Frank slipped his finger from her cunt, leaning back in the swing, his chest heaving up and down. Sandra kissed his sweaty chest, then licked about one tiny nipple. She cupped his crotch again, pressing her palm at his hidden balls. She nipped lightly at his tiny nipple, then, after a final kiss on his chest, lifted her head, pulling her hand from his crotch.
"You better take a shower," she murmured. "You're not just all sweaty, but you've got come juice all over you, too."
"Mom," he said, his strength returning. "You're a real girlfriend now."
"Love me?" she asked, snuggling to him for a final hug.
"More than anything in the world," he replied.
"Then go take a shower," she said, pulling from him and slapping his stomach lightly.
Chapter Two
After he had gone, Sandra remained on the swing. She didn't bother pulling her skirt down, but had tucked her tits back into the top of her dress.
She closed her eyes and wondered how it would be when they fucked. There was no way either of them would be satisfied with hand jobs, not now. Besides, Sandra's cunt was a very demanding pussy. Fingerfucking was fun at times, but hard cock was what her cunt wanted most of all.
She leaned her head on the back of the swing, rocking slowly, smiling to herself. Her skirt was up, covering half of her thick, silky cunt hair. Her legs were still parted.
"Hello."
Sandra squealed, her eyes popping open. She froze.
The man stood at the bottom of the steps, looking at her, a grin on his handsome face.
"Oh, my God!" Sandra squealed, jerking her skirt down and slapping her knees together, sitting upright, her face flaming with embarrassment.
"Hot day, isn't it?" the man said, still smiling at her.
Sandra became flustered, knowing the man had seen her cunt. He was about her age, well-built, wearing tailored pants and a short-sleeved shirt, open at the neck. She saw his chest hair peeking out, and for a moment their eyes locked in a steady gaze.
"Is that lemonade I see?" the man asked, breaking the silence. "I'd love a cold glass of it."
Sitting up primly, her skirt tucked at her knees, Sandra felt the only thing to do was to offer the man a cold drink. She waved her hand at the table, a gesture that he was to help himself. She watched him pour a glass, then sit on the steps and drink it.
"I've been looking at your house," the man said. "I love these old places. You wouldn't be interested in selling, would you?"
"No," she said, trying to control her voice. "It's been in the family for years."
"I'd pay a good price," he said.
"No, I'm sorry."
He drained the glass, setting it down. "Well, if you won't sell, would you have dinner with me?"
Sandra gazed at him. "No, I don't have dinner with strange men."
"I'm not strange," he said. "Well, not real strange, anyway. I'm Jack."
Sandra didn't know if she should introduce herself or not, but there was something appealing about the man.
"You don't know if I'm married or not," she said, her voice low.
"You're not," he said. "If you were, I don't think you'd be sitting out here on a fine day like this . . . with your dress up."
Again she felt the hint of a blush starting on her cheeks.
"You're bold, aren't you?"
"I say it like I see it," he said, shrugging. "If you want to sit out here with your cunt exposed, that's your business."
"My cu-" Sandra felt she should be angry, but she wasn't. "You really are bold."
"I don't believe in playing games," he said. "That's for kids. I'm not a kid."
His eyes raked up and down her body.
"Neither are you," he said.
Frank came from the house then, looking at the man.
Jack smiled at him. "Hi, I'm Jack." "This is my son, Frank," Sandra said.
"Nice-looking boy," Jack said as Frank sat next to his mother. His eyes caught the movement of Sandra as she took her son's hand in hers. "I've got a daughter about your age. Maybe you know her from school. Her name is Stacy, and she's on the drill team."
Frank shook his head. "I don't have time for school games," he said. "I've got too much to do around here."
The man stood, looking at Sandra. "How about that dinner?"
On an impulse, Sandra agreed.
"Tonight?.At eight?" Jack asked.
"Eight would be fine," Sandra replied, and she felt her son squeeze her hand.
The man was halfway down the walk when Sandra called: "By the way, I'm Sandra."
Jack turned. "And a beautiful Sandra, too,'' then walked toward an expensive new car. He waved as he pulled from the curb.
"You know him, Mom?" Frank asked.
"I do now," Sandra said. "Are you jealous, honey?"
"Not in the least," he said.
She hugged him, kissing his lips. As her lips burned against his, she fondled his crotch again. He had put on a fresh pair of cut-offs, just as faded and old as the others.
"I'm still your girlfriend," she whispered, poking the tip of her tongue into his ear. "I'll always be your girlfriend. It's just a dinner date, nothing more." "Is he married?"
"I don't know," she said. "I didn't ask."
"You don't want to mess with a married man," Frank said, with wisdom beyond his years. "That's trouble."
"I'll find out tonight, and if he is, that's the end of it. I promise, okay?"
She felt her son's cock swelling beneath her hand. She moved her fingers underneath the leg as before. She stroked at his cock as it grew into hardness. Pulling his prick from his shorts as before, she closed her fist about his cock.
"You can't be hard so soon," she giggled. "But just look at you!"
"Want to jack me off again, Mom?" he asked eagerly.
She looked into his eyes for a long moment, holding his throbbing prick. "We'd just make another mess, wouldn't we?"
"I don't care if you don't, Mom," he said. He draped his arm about her shoulders as before, only this time he shoved his hand into the top of her dress, cupping a firm tit.
Squeezing his prick, she whispered throatily, "Jerking each other off is for kids, Frank. You're old enough, I think, to want something more."
"You mean fu . . . " He choked, his eyes burning hotly. His eagerness was obvious on his young face.
Grinning lewdly, squeezing his cock very hard, Sandra nodded. "Do you want to?"
"Hell, yes!"
"Really?" she taunted. "Do you really want to fuck me? I'm your mother, you know. Would you actually put this wonderful cock in me and fuck me?"
Frank's other hand shot beneath her skirt, reaching for his mother's cunt. She opened her legs for him, giggling like a school girl.
"If you're going to fuck me, Frank," she said, "we better go in the house."
He was on his feet quickly, pulling at her hand. His cock throbbed. Sandra stood, clinging to his hand as they entered the coolness of the house. The entry way held the stairs leading to the bedrooms, but they didn't reach the stairs. Sandra jerked her skirt to her hips, falling to the floor on her back.
"Hurry, Frank!" she urged.
Lifting her knees wide, her ass off the floor and twisting, she watched her son peeling his cut-offs from his body as fast as he could. Frank stared at his mother's exposed cunt, seeing the hairs disappear into the split of her ass cheeks.
His cock jerked upright, swollen hard, the prickhead bulging and dripping with anxiety. For the first time, Sandra saw her son naked.
His cock was unusually long and thick for his age, and his balls hung low, full. A patch of hair grew at the base.
She lifted her arms to her son, her eyes misty with eagerness.
"Come on!" she groaned. "Hurry, Frank! Ram it to me fast! I want you to fuck me hard!"
Frank went to his knees between his mother's spread thighs, dropping over her with his hands near her armpits. Sandra grabbed for his cock, bringing his prick to her fiery cunt as she squealed in readiness.
The head of her son's cock probed at the fiery lips of her cunt, and she wailed as his prick parted them. Frank lunged forward. Sandra grunted with delight as his cock filled her pussy, stretching the sensitive cuntlips, the base crushing against her inflamed clit.
"Ooooo! Ahhhh!" Sandra moaned. "Oh, baby!"
Frank held his cock deep inside his mother's cunt, feeling the wet heat, the tightness. His balls smashed the cheeks of her uplifted ass. He was holding his breath, experiencing the greatest feeling in the world. Sandra grabbed her son's naked ass, her fingers clawing at his ,tight ass cheeks. She twisted beneath him, then began banging up and down, fucking his cock with a grinding motion.
"Ohhhh, fuck me!" she begged. "Fuck me, darling! My cunt is so hot! Fuck me, Frank! Please, please . . . fuck me!"
Holding himself up by his elbows, he jerked the top of his mother's dress from her swollen tits. As he clutched her tits, he began to fuck his cock up and down, fucking into his mother's juicy, creaming cunt hard and fast. He banged harshly upon the hairy pussylips, sending tremors of delight through Sandra. She began moaning and mewling, rocking her ass in time to his fucking cock. She dug her fingers into his ass hard, urging him to fuck faster.
"You're wet, Mom!" he gasped.
"Yes, I am! I'm wet for you, darling!" she groaned, straining her crotch tightly against him. "Mother's cunt is wet and hot for you for your cock, your hard cock!"
One of his hands shot down to her bouncing ass, clutching one ass cheek, the other hand still holding her tit. He lowered his face and pulled a rigid nipple into his mouth. Sandra hunched her hips up and down, her thighs scissoring along his hips and thighs feverishly.
Moist sounds came from between their squirming bodies, wet slapping sounds as Frank fucked his cock deep into his mother's accepting cunt. He was fucking her so hard and fast that she was being scooted on her back along the floor. Her head banged against the bottom step of the stairs, but she didn't care. All her feelings were centered between her thighs, in her cunt. She felt his balls beating against her upturned ass, adding to the sensations of ecstasy.
"Fuck me!" Sandra screamed mindlessly, her eyes rolling about in her head. "Fuck me . . . fuck me! Ohhh, baby, your cock feels so good in my pussy! Fuck mother's cunt . . . fuck mother's pussy! Fuck me raw, Frank! Ooooo, I need your cock . . . my cunt needs your cock!" ' Frank gasped and fucked up and down. His mother had lifted her legs now since he could no longer scoot her along the floor. She lifted them high in the air, spreading them as wide as she could, doing an upside-down split. Her ass came off the floor, and Frank was up on his knees, fucking hard into her cunt. His balls swung against her upturned ass, sending shivering heat about her flesh.
"Tight, Mom!" he grunted. "You're awfully right! And so fucking wet. . . and hot!"
"Yes, I am!" she screamed, clawing at the cheeks of his ass, spreading them, squeezing them together. "My cunt is tight and hot and wet for you, for your wonderful hard cock! Ohhh, baby, fuck me raw! Fuck the piss out of me, Frank! Oooo, give that cock to me ... to my cunt!"
When she came, it was in surprise. Usually, Sandra would have built to orgasm with tingling, delicious sensations. But this time, she came quick and hard, unexpectedly.
"I'm coming!" she screamed. "I'm coming so soon! Oh, baby, don't stop! Ram me . . . fuck me! I'm coming and I don't want to stop coming! Fuck, fuck, fuck me!"
Frank felt the tightening spasms of his mother's cunt around his swollen cock. His balls were becoming tight at the base, hardly swinging against her ass now. He grunted and panted, fucking his cock up and down as hard and fast as he could. It felt as if he had plunged his cock into a scalding kettle of water.
As soon as her unexpected orgasm faded, Sandra was surprised to find herself on the verge of a second orgasm. Never had she come twice in a row.
"Again!" she screamed. "I'm going to come again! Ohhh, baby, you're going to make me come . . . again! Hurry, fuck me fast, Frank! Ohhh, shit! There . . . I'm coming again! Feel it, Frank? Feel my cunt tight on your cock?"
Frank couldn't reply. All he could do was grunt. His eyes were squeezed tightly together as the ecstasy boiled about his cock and balls. There was a dull pain starting in his balls as they became tighter and tighter. He felt the waving actions of his mother's cunt contracting and flexing on his cock. It seemed as if her cunt was sucking him, trying to swallow his cock, balls and all.
Sandra's screams of ecstasy turned to grunting moans, her pussy convulsing time after time. She knew she came three times, but after that the ecstasy was much too intense for her to keep count of her orgasms.
Although her orgasms were powerful, she could still feel the plunging of his cock, feel the wild throbs of his prick. The head of his cock seemed enormous now inside her cunt, as if his prick had become too large to be inside her. The friction was hot enough to create flames, she felt.
"How can you do it, honey?" she gasped between orgasms. "How can you keep fucking me and not come?"
Again the only answer she got was a grunt.
"I love it!" she wailed, drawing her knees back to her shoulders, lifting her cunt high for him. "I don't know how you can do this, but don't stop!"
She clutched at his ass with tight fingers, holding him as he fucked into her time and again. His hand on her ass was squeezing, the one on her tit holding, her nipple burning his palm. His lips were on the other tit, but he wasn't sucking. His lips held her nipple tightly, hotly. Hot breaths snorted from his nose, burning her flesh. She twisted violently beneath his cock, arching into him. The lips of her cunt seemed beaten raw, and she loved every second of it.
"Oh, God!" she wailed. "Oh, Frank! Oh, lover! Oh, baby! So fucking good! So fucking good! I could take your cock all day long!"
She felt his cock increase in size, understanding what it meant. She strained her cunt to him, wiggling lewdly. Her middle finger began to rub at his puckered asshole. She pressed her finger tightly against his asshole, the first knuckle slipping up his ass. Frank gave a howl, and his cock spurted.
"Oooo, that's it!" Sandra sobbed. "Come in me . . . come in my cunt! Fill mother's pussy, Frank! Oh, God ... it feels so hot and wonderful! Drown my cunt with come juice! Come, come, darling! Oooo, so good!"
Frank had lifted his head from her tit when he came. He was grunting with each spurt, his bottom hp between his teeth, his eyes shut tight. His body was stiff between her thighs, and she closed her legs about him. When the last spasms of his discharge faded, she pulled her finger out of his asshole and slowly let her ass fall to the floor. Frank went down with her, his cock still inside her cunt. He rested on top of her, his weight seeming light to Sandra. She stroked his back tenderly, running her hand through his hair until he stilled.
When Frank at last stirred and lifted his head, he looked down at her.
"We fucked, Mom," he said, as if surprised. "We actually fucked each other."
"And fucked beautifully, too." She grinned up at him.
"Are we going to do it again?" he asked. His voice sounded anxious, as if this had been a mistake, something that would never happen again.
"Again and again and again!" Sandra said, hugging him to her tits. "We're going to fuck all the time from now on."
She debated with herself about telling him how long she had wanted him, wanted his cock in her cunt. She decided not to, to let her son think this had been a sudden impulse, yet at the same time letting him know it would happen again over and over.
Frank lifted his cock free. His prick dangled between his thighs as he sat on his heels. His balls were loose and empty again. Sandra gazed at them, seeing his cock glisten wetly.
"You sure filled me up, baby," she said softly. "I feel like my cunt is full of juice. Now it's my turn to bathe."
Frank grinned at her. "You know what, Mother? You look even more beautiful with your dress around your waist."
She stood a moment, holding her dress at her waist for him. Her tits jutted out in twin peaks nipples lifted toward the ceiling. She enjoyed the way his eyes ran up and down her body, then fixed upon the fan-shaped hair of her cunt. She turned slowly, presenting her shapely, naked ass to him. She wiggled her ass, slapping one ass cheek.
"You don't wear panties, do you, Mom?" "Why should I?" she said, looking over her shoulder at him. "A girl has to be ready, doesn't she? Especially a girlfriend."
She waggled her ass climbing the stairs. She exaggerated the swing of her naked ass for his benefit, and, once she reached the top of the stairs, she shoved her ass back, and Frank gazed at the hairy cunt pooching from between her thighs.
"Like that ass, Frank?" she called to him. "I love that ass, Mom," he said. "You better," she replied. "It's your ass from now on."
"What about this guy, Jack?" he asked. "Are you going to fuck him tonight, Mom?"
"Would it bother you if I did?"
"No," Frank said, and she saw he meant it.
"Then we'll see what happens."
"Will you tell me about it if you do?"
"Frank," she said, seriously, "I'd do anything you want. You're my man. No matter who else is around, you're my man."
Chapter Three
The restaurant was small and intimate, dimly lit.
Sitting across from Jack, Sandra studied the man. He was attentive and gentle, showing concern for her, helping her order, selecting wine. She was surprised at her lack of discomfort with him. He was the first man she had dated since becoming a widow. She was surprised at being at ease with him although he had come upon her that day, seeing her legs open, her cunt revealed. She would have expected him to be a raging rapist, perhaps. But he made no reference to her exposure. Not at first.
The meal was wonderful, and the wine perfect. They chatted quietly, getting to know each other. He talked a great deal about his daughter, and when he mentioned being divorced, Sandra felt happy.
She was dressed in a simple dinner frock knee-length, cut low to show the creamy, tantalizing swells of her straining tits. A pearl necklace with pearl earrings were her only decorations. She knew she was ravishing, and the expression in Jack's eyes let her know his desire.
They were having coffee, and Sandra was pleased that he found it hard to take his eyes from her. He found every opportunity to touch her hand, to stroke it, even. By the time they finished coffee, they were holding hands.
"Are you in a hurry to go home?" he asked softly.
"Not particularly," she replied. The sexuality of the man simply poured from him. Her nipples had grown stiff and protruded obviously against the tightness of her dress. Her cunt had become moist some time ago, and she wondered if Jack would be pleased she was naked under the dress. The fact that she would fuck him was already decided by her now.
He escorted her to the car, and seated her before going around to get in. He drove without informing her of his destination, and they arrived at a cliff overlooking the city. It was a beautiful night, with stars and a full moon, quite light even at midnight.
Sandra snuggled into his shoulder when he put his arm around her. They sat in silence, their breathing the only sounds. Sandra was anticipating his hands on her body, yet he wasn't making any move in that direction. Finally, he tilted her chin, and his lips came down onto hers softly, tenderly. It was a gentle kiss, and Sandra felt an urge to thrust her tongue into his mouth, to grab his cock and tell him, bluntly, she wanted it.
She waited, kissing him as he wanted. He hugged her tightly, and by the fourth kiss, his lips were open. She made a tentative lick across his teeth. His lips closed onto her tongue and sucked gently, without urgency. Sandra's cunt was urgent, however. She was very wet, and was worried about her dress. Maybe she should have worn panties, she thought.
"Jack, about today-" "Shhh, it's okay, Sandra," he replied. "I understand. It was very hot, you thought you couldn't be seen. I understand."
"No, you don't," she said softly, her hand resting on his thigh.
"I don't want to talk about that, yet," he said, shushing her with his lips. His mouth was more insistent now, pressing harder. This time as Sandra licked her tongue across his teeth, he opened his mouth. Sandra couldn't resist. She moaned as her tongue darted past his teeth. Her fingers dug into his thigh when she felt him slip his hand downward and cup one of her firm tits.
With soft whimpering sounds against his mouth, she struggled to keep from shoving her hand up between his legs, grabbing his cock. His hand squeezed into her tit, then slipped inside her dress. He manipulated her rigid nipple, making it tingle as his tongue followed hers back into her mouth. Sandra sucked, playing her tongue about his. She pressed her fingers hard into his thigh as her clit throbbed.
She moaned with disappointment as he withdrew his hand from her dress. He placed his hand on the back of her head, and as his tongue left her mouth, he began to gently shove her head downward. In the light of the moon, she saw his other hand working at his pants, and his cock thrust upward. His prick was hard, very hard, with a smoothly swollen head. Sandra's eyes began to glitter with desire as she gazed. Now she moved her hand up his thigh. She closed her fingers around his prick, feeling the hot hardness, the wonderful way his cock throbbed. She jacked up and down, her head now on his chest.
And Jack was still pressing at the back of her head.
She made no resistance to the pressure. It was obvious what he wanted of her. On all her dates before marriage, no one had ever tried to get her to suck them off, not at first. But Jack wanted a blow job from her.
Clear fuck juice beaded on his piss hole, sparkling in the light of the full moon. He had shoved the seat back as far as possible. While she pumped on his cock, he kept pushing her head down slowly and gently, not forcing her, but urging her to suck him.
Her lips brushed the head of his cock, sliding over the slippery prickhead. Jack wasn't pressing her head now, just rubbing at her back, letting her finish the downward motion. Willingly, Sandra allowed the head of his cock to part her lips. The smooth feel of it on her lips excited her. The smooth flesh burned at her mouth, and the tip of her tongue probed his piss hole, tasting the fuck juices. She made a soft whimper as her lips closed about the swollen cockhead. She held her head still, squeezing his cock, sucking on the prickhead, tasting the fuck juices as they beaded from his piss hole.
When Jack began to inch her dress up from her hips, she assisted him. She heard his gasp when her naked hips and ass came into view. Her tongue swirled about the head of his cock, licking at the smooth heat. Jack was caressing her ass cheeks, molding them in his hand, squeezing and stroking. Sandra worked her hand into his pants, getting hold of his balls. They felt enormous, hairy, and very full.
"Suck me, Sandra," he finally said. "Suck me off."
Sandra purred around his cock, happy that he was finally saying what he wanted. She lowered her mouth down on his thick cock, her lips stretching wide, her tongue being crowded. Somehow she managed to lift his balls from his pants, holding and caressing them, stroking and pulling, twisting carefully. The swollen head of his cock pressed at her throat, her lips being tickled by the wiry hair at the base.
"Your mouth is so hot and wet, Sandra!" Jack gasped, squeezing her ass cheek, his finger near her asshole. "Tight and hot and wet! Oh, Sandra, suck my cock!"
Sandra's lips bobbed up and down on his cock, sucking as she pulled upward. She gripped his balls in her hand, shifting her hips, causing his hand to slip to her cunt. She purred with pleasure when he rubbed the hairy, puffy cunt-lips. When he slipped a finger into her cunt, she made a soft, gurgling yelp, arching her cunt into his finger.
"Wet pussy," she heard him groan. "Wet and hot, like your mouth."
Jack fucked her with his finger, often drawing his finger out and rubbing at her inflamed clit. Sandra whimpered softly as she sucked up and down on his hard cock. He dripped very much, causing her to swallow frequently. She slipped her other hand beneath his ass, holding one ass cheek as she sucked him. His balls felt heavy and full in her hand. They were so big, they didn't quite fit in her palm. Her mouth was full of hard cock. She was unable to use her tongue because of their size, and Jack was fingerfucking her pussy and Sandra was experiencing a deep, beautiful rapture.
The taste of his hard cock sent shivers of pleasure rippling up and down her skin. Her lips, stretched, tingled with hunger. She knew when he came, it would be plenty. No man with balls this big would come just a little.
"You suck cock so good, Sandra," Jack hissed, drawing his finger from her cunt, rubbing at her asshole again. "You know how to please a guy with your mouth, don't you? Damn, you suck my cock so good!"
Sandra sucked on his prick with all her power and pleasure. The taste thrilled her, and she swallowed the slippery fuck juices with delight. She loved it when her tongue became coated with come juice. Shoving her lips down to the base, she lifted his hairy balls and rubbed them along her chin and cheek, moaning. Writhing her lips at the base of his cock, she began to twist her ass. His finger was back inside her cunt, wiggling about.
With a blissful sigh, Sandra came. Her cunt clutched at his buried finger, squeezing. She mouthed up and down his cock with frantic sucking, whimpering as her hips jerked in orgasm. Jack kept fucking her contracting cunt with his finger as she came, groaning himself because of the powerful way she sucked on his cock. When her orgasm faded, he pulled his finger free and began to rub lightly at her tight asshole. Sandra wondered if he was going to shove that finger up her ass, and decided she didn't care if he did. She began to suck his cock with a frenzy, sobbing softly with hungry desperation.
Arching her ass into his finger, the unusual feeling excited her even more. Her tight lips raced up and down his cock, her suction fantastic. She wanted to make him come, to see if he came as much as his balls indicated. She hoped she would be able to contain it all, not lose any of his come juice. She hoped it wouldn't choke her, make her gag. She wanted to please Jack for some as yet unknown reason "That's the way, Sandra!" he urged, his voice becoming thick with emotion. "Suck fast and hard! Hold my balls . . . suck me! Suck my cock . . . make me come in your fucking mouth, Sandra! Drink my come juice! Eat my cock ... eat me!"
Sandra sucked him as hard and fast as her head would move. She felt the pressure at her asshole increase as he began to press his finger inward. She heard him moaning, felt his hips shaking. He was close to coming, and she prepared herself for a mouthful of creamy come juice.
With the first gush of come juice, Jack lifted his hips, shoving his cock deeper into her mouth. But Sandra lifted her head with him, her lips clinging just past the cockhead. Her tongue, now with room to move, thrashed and whipped around his piss hole. Her mouth took the spurt, and, at the same time, she felt a burning pain in her asshole. Jack had rammed his finger up her ass just as he came. Sandra, though, whimpered with the taste of his come juice and arched her ass back to his imbedded finger. Her cunt exploded into a second orgasm.
His cock gushed time and again, and Sandra struggled to contain every drop in her mouth. She squeezed at his hairy balls, feeling them writhe as they emptied into her mouth. Her body trembled with orgasm, her mouth making a liquidy scream. The come juice came from his piss hole with force, splashing at her throat, burning it in a beautiful way. Sandra's eyes closed with rapture as her mouth filled time and again. Her throat worked swiftly, swallowing the sweet thick come juice in ecstasy. Her asshole squeezed at his finger. Her cunt was convulsing in tight waves of orgasm. "Take it!" Jack was grunting, his hips shak- ing. "Take it all! Take every fucking drop of my come juice . . . down your hot throat! Suck it up . . . lick my come juice ... eat my come ijuice!"
Her tongue swirled and twisted against his piss hole, her lips tight, cheeks sucking in. She clung to his balls with tight fingers, tears of ecstasy in her closed eyes. She could feel his come juice in her stomach, her throat, taste spunk on her tongue. Her mind whirled insanely as she struggled to draw more of that creamy, sweet, thick come juice out of his balls. She made sobbing sounds of pleasure, her exposed ass writhing as Jack's finger pressed even deeper into her asshole.
The gushing of come juice stopped, and Jack relaxed, sitting on her hand which held one ass cheek. To Sandra's surprise, his cock remained just as hard as before. In pleasure, she began to suck again, dipping her mouth up and down. Jack let her suck for a while longer. Then he pulled his finger from her gripping asshole. Sandra moaned as the finger came out, and gave a protesting cry when he lifted her mouth of his throbbing cock.
"But you're still so hard!" she whispered, jacking it with her fist. "Don't you want me to suck it off again?"
"Later," Jack said, pulling her lips to his for a long, deep kiss. He held her face between his hands, then looked into her eyes for a long time. "You're beautiful, Sandra," he finally whispered. "And not only beautiful, but one of the best cocksuckers I've ever known. It was my lucky day when I saw you sitting on the porch with your cunt showing."
"Your lucky day?" she whispered back at him, squeezing his cock. "I thought it was mine, Jack."
"Do you really enjoy sucking cock so much?" he asked.
Sandra nodded, her eyes glittering in the light of the full moon. "But I like it in me, too," she whispered. "I like to feel the hardness of a cock deep inside my pussy just as much, Jack. I love to fuck, too."
He brought his fingers across her lips, brushing the tips lightly back and forth. He pressed his finger slowly into her mouth, and Sandra was sucking at it before she realized it was the finger he had shoved into her asshole. By then she didn't care.
"Nice," Jack said softly. "Very nice."
Sandra rolled her tongue about his finger, tasting it, and realizing it wasn't bad, or else it was because she was still excited, her cunt still hot and hungry. She sucked at his finger, tasting her asshole, her eyes smoldering once more, staring into his.
"Fuck me," she said softly as he removed his finger. "Please, Jack, fuck me!"
He scooted to the middle of the seat, his cock standing up, his balls revealed by the open fly. Sandra, her dress already around her waist, turned on the seat, spreading her knees over his legs. She clutched at his shoulders as he fitted his cock to her cunt. She made a hissing sound as the big prickhead parted the hairy lips of her juicy cunt. She felt her pussy widen, stretching around the big cockhead. She lifted her head, eyes closed, savoring the initial penetration. Once the prickhead was inside her cunt, she sighed with happiness and slowly lowered herself until she was completely impaled on his prick.
She sat there, rocking her hips slowly, making soft mewling sounds. Her cunt felt stuffed, crowded, by his thick, long cock, a feeling she treasured.
"We don't have much room in the car," he said.
"I don't mind," Sandra sobbed softly. "I'll do the work. You just sit there, and I'll fuck you!"
Her fingers dug into bis shoulders when she lifted her cunt up, twisting her hips. Jack ran his hands, his palms hot, up her thighs, caressing them, his head leaning on the backrest, watching her face, seeing the ecstasy there. He stroked her thighs as she began to bounce up and down, driving her cunt down tight, his balls on her ass. Slipping his hands about her hips, he clutched the cheeks of her firm ass tightly, urging her to fuck faster.
"Oooo, you're so big!" Sandra breathed. 'So damned big . . . you fill me full, Jack! Your cock stretches my pussy so nicely!"
She rammed down hard, grinding to and fro, ribbing her clit against the hard base. She gurgled and sobbed and, with a tight squeal, began to bounce up and down, fucking him with raster and faster movements.
"Shake that ass, Sandra!" Jack urged in a thick voice, holding her ass tight. "Shake that pretty ass! Fuck my cock . . . fuck me with your hot, wet cunt! Ride my prick, Sandra!"
"I am!" she cried. "Oh, I am riding your fucking prick! I'm going to ride your fucking cock off!"
The car shook with the violence of Sandra's pounding ass. Her tits seemed swollen, her nipples burning with a sweet pain. Her cunt gripped his cock, sucking as her mouth had so recently done. Her pussy churned up and down frantically, moist sounds filling the rocking car. Jack brought one hand from her ass, lowering the top of her dress. Her tits thrust forward, nipples straining in hardness. Jack twisted one, bringing squeals of delight from Sandra. She jerked her ass up and down, twisting with hungry frenzy. She could feel an orgasm swell- ing deep inside her cunt. She began to gurgle loudly when Jack managed to capture one of her nipples with his mouth.
"Ohhh, suck my tit!" she wailed. "Suck my tit hard! Ooooo, your cock ... so hard! So hard in my cunt! Oh, Jack, Jack!"
His mouth left her tit, turning upward. Sandra crushed her lips against his and sucked wildly on his tongue as it plunged into her mouth. He was clutching her dancing ass with both hands again, one of his fingers moving about her puckering, sensitive asshole.
"Do it again!" she shouted. "Do it to me again!"
"Do what?" Jack grunted.
"My ass!" Sandra hissed, her cunt gnawing at his buried prick. "In my ass . . . again! Your finger ... up my ass! Oooo, please hurry! I'm going to come!"
She rammed down on his cock, and found j herself stabbed up the asshole by his finger. She screeched, and her cunt exploded with a mind-shattering convulsion. She screamed when she came, her cunt clutching his cock at the base, her asshole flexing on his finger.
"Take it, Sandra!" Jack shouted, and lifted his hips, trying to drive his cock deeper yet. "I'm going to blow your fucking ass off!"
"Yes! Oh, God, do it, Jack!"
She squealed as she felt bis come juice gushing into her overheated cunt. She felt spunk splash along the walls of her greedy pussy, increasing the strength of her contractions. Her body shook as she pressed her cunt hard onto his spewing prick.
"My cunt. . . my ass! Ooooo, Jack, my cunt and ass is on fire! It's so good, so fucking good! Don't ever stop coming ... I want more! I want all your come juice in my hot cunt!" "You got it, Sandra," he gasped, finished.
She slumped against him, gasping for air. Jack gently removed his finger from her asshole. He stroked her ass, feeling the tremors still rumbling through her. His cock, finally, began to deflate. Sandra felt his prick going soft inside her pussy and, with a sigh, sat up. She lifted herself from his lap. As Jack moved under the wheel again, she sat down, almost gingerly.
"My cunt feels sore," she giggled, keeping her thighs wide. "I've never been fucked with such a big cock before. Jack, you might ruin me for any other man."
"A pussy stretches." He grinned at her.
"I know it does," she agreed. "But I meant a man without such a big cock. I liked that. . . you stretch my cunt so deliciously, really fill it. That's what I'm talking about."
"You won't be spoiled," he replied. "I promise you."
She leaned over, dipping her head to kiss his balls. She rubbed them against her lips, using the tip of her tongue to lick briefly. "You know, you carry an awful lot of come juice in these balls. You really came . . . twice."
"You like it that way, Sandra?" he said when she lifted her head. "I mean, plenty of come juice?"
She nodded, smiling wickedly.
"You know, Jack," she said, stretching in luxury, "I wasn't sure you'd make a pass at me. And I was so hot for you, too. I thought of just grabbing you and fucking you anyway."
"Why didn't you?" he said, starting the car.
"Some men don't like aggressive women," she replied, scooting close to him, her hand in his lap, resting on his cock.
"I'm not one of them," he said. "With me, you can do just about what you want."
"Jack, will I be . . . seeing you again?"
"I thought we just decided that," he said, stroking her naked thigh.
She sighed and snuggled to his shoulder. His cock was warm and wet in her hand. She held his prick as he drove, thinking about her son. She had promised to tell Frank if she was fucked. But now she wasn't sure if she could. Jack might find out she fucked her son. If he did, that would be the end of this, and she was feeling something for Jack she hadn't felt for a man in a long time.
Chapter Four
Frank was asleep when she entered the house. He was in his own room, sleeping on top of the sheets, wearing shorts. She looked at him for a moment, knowing she wouldn't stop fucking her son, even if it meant the loss of Jack.
Peeling her dress and shoes off, placing her jewelry in the box, she ran a tub of hot water and soaked in it. Then, feeling refreshed, she toweled herself and drew down the bed covers.
She was drifting off to sleep when it came to her that she didn't have Jack's phone number. She had not given him her number, either. She sat up in bed, worried that he may not return. But surely he would. She had done everything she could to please him, and he told her she was a very good cocksucker, and he obviously loved having his cock sucked.
She heard her son in the hallway, going to the bathroom. She watched him walk past her open door, rubbing sleepily at his eyes.
Swinging her feet off the bed, she followed her son. He had left the door of the bathroom open, and she stood watching him as he pulled his cock from his shorts. He leaned one hand on the wall, sleepily looking down at his cock as he began pissing. Hearing his piss tinkle in the water, Sandra felt a strange and odd sensation come over her. She became warm as she watched him piss, her eyes hazy with sudden desire. The golden color of his piss created an unknown feeling in her body.
She felt the strangest desire to put her hand under the stream, to feel his piss in her palm pooling there. There was a burning sensation in her cunt. She stood on weak legs, watching his cock. A soft sound came from her, causing Frank to turn his head.
He grinned sleepily. "I didn't know you were home yet, Mom," he said.
"Baby," Sandra mewled, stepping into the bathroom. Her eyes stared hypnotically at his cock, watching him piss. Frank looked at his mother's nakedness, pleased with what he saw. Standing next to her son, Sandra reached for his cock. She held his prick at the base between a finger and thumb, feeling as he pissed. Her other hand moved forward. She felt the hot piss on the tips of her fingers, then shoved her hand completely into the stream. She made a purring sound as her palm filled, the piss running over the edges. She moved her hand upward, close to the head. Then she cupped the head of his cock. Frank kept pissing, watching pee spray from her hand. He giggled.
"Oooo, so warm and wet," Sandra gurgled, pulling her hand back again. The strong stream slowed, then dribbled to a stop. Immediately Sandra leaned down, her tongue flicking a drop of golden piss from his pee hole.
"Mom!" Frank gasped.
"Mmmm, nice, baby," she murmured, licking her lips. "Come to bed with me."
She took his hand, leading him to her room. He was becoming more awake now, and could appreciate his mother's nakedness better. His appreciation showed by the swelling of his cock. By the time they crossed the short distance to her room, his cock was raging hard. Sandra giggled lewdly, pulling at his prick playfully.
Sitting on the edge of her bed, spreading her knees, she pulled her son between them. Taking his cock at the base, she rubbed the smooth head about her tits, her chin tucked downward, watching. She mewled softly as she pressed his piss hole upon a rigid nipple, as if trying to insert it into his piss hole. The heat of his cock on her tits felt very good, and when he began to drip, she smeared the slippery juices about both nipples, then on the firm, creamy flesh until they glistened in the bedside light.
"Beautiful, honey," she cooed softly, dragging his swollen cock about her chin, her cheeks. "You feel so nice, Frank. I love to see your cock so hard. It tells me you want me, love me."
"I do, Mom," he said, arching his hips for her to rub his cock against her neck.
Sandra turned her head up, looking at him, sliding one hand behind him, cupping his ass. There was something erotic about his prick sticking out of his tight shorts this way. Turning his prick loose, she watched his cock flip up, pointed toward the ceiling. Snaking her fingers into the crotch, she pulled it to one side, letting his delicious young balls fall free.
Her other hand darted past his hip, and she clutched both cheeks of his ass. Digging her fingers into his ass, she squeezed and massaged, watching his cock jerk up and down. He was beginning to drip quite a bit, some of the fuck juice running along the shaft of his prick.
Sandra licked her lips as she gazed at his cock and dangling balls. Then, with a soft whimper, she buried her face against them. She hugged him, pressing his cock and balls into her face, clasping the cheeks of his ass. She moaned as the hardness of his cock pressed at her flesh, his balls on her chin. She shifted her face briefly, kissing the shaft of her son's cock, then pulling back to stare with bright eyes again. She slipped her hands under his shorts, feeling his naked ass in her palms. Her eyes smoldered with heat as her tongue licked across her lips again. Her mouth became watery with desire".
"Frank,'' she said in a breathless voice, "I want to suck it. I want to suck your cock."
"Well, I guess . . . really, Mom?"
She turned her sparkling eyes up to him, grinning in a lewd way. She nodded her head, whispering, "Yes, I do."
She felt the trembling of his ass against her hands. She squeezed the ass cheeks, her eyes dropping back to her son's cock. She poked her tongue from her lips, barely touching the shaft of his prick with the tip. Frank, looking down with huge eyes, made a gasping sound. Sandra turned her eyes back up at him, gazing steadily into his, working her tongue slowly up the throbbing cockshaft to the swollen prickhead. When she flicked her tongue across his piss hole, Frank's body jerked.
"Don't you like it, baby?" she whispered.
"I love it, Mom!" he panted, his hands at his sides, balled into fists.
"If you love that, just wait until you see what I do next," she gurgled.
Sandra pulled one hand from his shorts, taking his cock between a finger and thumb at the base. She drew upward, bringing more fuck juices to his piss hole. Opening her mouth, looking up into his eyes again, she pulled the head of her son's cock into her mouth. She moaned softly, her eyes becoming dreamy. She rolled her tongue about the head of his cock slowly, tasting the fuck juices. Again she moaned, pulling upward on his cock with her finger and thumb. A bead of come juice coated her tongue, and her cunt flared hotly.
Swallowing more of his cock, she felt him start to shake. Sliding her hand back to his ass again, cupping both ass cheeks, she moved her face forward, taking the full length of his cock slowly into her mouth. Frank stared with excitement, watching his mother fill her mouth with his prick, seeing her hot lips holding tightly. When the head of his prick was at her throat, his balls on her chin, Sandra paused, her tongue licking at the hardness.
Frank was gasping with pleasure. The cheeks of his ass tightened in his mother's hands. Sandra, still staring up at her son, her mouth full of his hard cock, saw his expression of growing ecstasy. Her eyes twinkled as she began to suck back and forth, at first slowly, then with increasing speed.
"Ohhh, Mom!" Frank grunted.
Sandra dug her fingers into the crack of her son's ass, jerking him forward, driving his cock deep into her mouth. She whimpered softly, finding the hardness of her son's cock in her mouth a treat. She made moist sounds as she sucked.
Clinging to his cock, she started moving back. Frank moved his knees onto the bed, straddling his mother as she lay back on the bed, his cock caught by her tight, hot lips. Holding his cock with her mouth, she squirmed about until she had her legs on the bed. Frank lifted to his knees, leaning over, holding himself up by his hands, peering beneath his body as his mother sucked at his cock with soft whines of pleasure. She pulled at his ass, and Frank got the idea, He began hunching, fucking his cock into his mother's mouth as she rested her head on the bed.
Sandra gurgled happily as his balls bounced on her chin. She stroked the backs of his thighs, the cheeks of his ass, twisting her hips as her cunt began to steam with a wet hunger. Then, without warning, she shoved her son's cock from her mouth.
"Mom, it was starting to feel better!" Frank protested. Don't worry," she said thickly. "I'll suck that cock for you. One thing I'm not is a tease.
When I start something, I finish it, honey."
Frank sat on his ass, knees up and bent Sandra grasped his cock, pumping hard and fast for a moment or so. Then she lay back again spreading her legs wide. She lifted her hips, pulling at the hairy lips of her cunt with both hands "Want to try it, Frank?" she asked.
"Try what?"
"Try licking my pussy," she gurgled. "Surely you've heard of eating cunt, haven't you?"
Frank stared at his mother's cunt, nodding his head.
"Well, give it a try," she urged.
Frank slipped between his mother's thighs looking at the pink wetness, the puffy lips and protruding clit, all surrounded by curly hair. Sandra peeled her pussy apart, writhing her hip erotically for her son. Frank's eyes appeared slightly unfocused. Sandra waited until his face was close, then, with a giggle, rammed her wet cunt into his face. Frank yelped and started to draw back, but Sandra hooked a leg around his neck and pulled his face into her smoldering cunt.
"Kiss it!" she hissed. "Kiss my cunt! Use your tongue, Frank. Suck it and lick it and ... oooo, my pussy is wet and wants your tongue!"
Frank, caught by her leg, found he wanted to taste his mother's cunt.
His lips opened and his tongue moved for ward. He felt the heat of her pussy. Her cunt was soft and wet and hairy. The taste of her seeping cunt juices was not bad at all. In fact, they were sweet on his tongue. Experimentally, he worked the tip of his tongue into his mother's cunt. He felt the heat become more intense, and, the farther in he shoved his tongue, the wetter and more slippery his mom's pussy was. His face was almost covered by the soft curls of her pussy hair.
Sandra watched him, her eyes hazy with growing pleasure. She held her hips in the air, unlocking her leg behind his head. She spread her legs wide, very wide, pressing her cunt into his face. Feeling her son's tongue probe deeper into her pussy brought a strangling whimper from her throat.
"Oooo, baby, baby!" she murmured thickly. "God, that's so good, Frank! Oh, fuck me with your tongue, baby! Fuck mother's hot cunt with your tongue! Use your tongue like your cock ... in and out! Fuck it, Frank! Tongue-fuck my pussy . . . lick mother's cunt!"
She twisted her hips, grinding into Frank's face. He slipped his hands beneath her ass, cupping the tightening ass cheeks, holding her crotch in the air and against his face. His tongue swirled up and about her clit, not because he knew exactly what to do, but because of his inflamed desire to taste every inch of her hairy.
juicy cunt. As his tongue swirled about her inflamed clit, Sandra yelped, closing her hot thighs tight against his face, humping up and down, smearing his face with hot fuck juices.
"Ooooo, lick it!" she squealed. "Lick my cunt there! Oh, Frank . . . what a tongue, baby! I love your tongue! I love your tongue fucking my cunt!"
Sucking his mother's cunt was fantastic. Frank swirled his tongue back into her pussy, licking at the tight cuntlips, sucking out the boil-ing fuck juices, swallowing them. His tongue flew everywhere, licking the puffy pussylips, flapping against her clit, his lips sucking and kissing.
Sandra began to twist her head from side to side on the bed, squealing with ecstasy. She churned her crotch up and down, pounding her cunt into her son's face brutally.
Her stomach rippled as the muscles tightened, then became loose. The cheeks of her ass flexed. Frank's cock was rock hard, throbbing powerfully, dripping prick juice onto the sheets. He wanted to grab his cock and beat off, wanted to ram his prick into his mother's cunt, wanted to fuck her hot throat. His balls felt tight and aching, loaded with come juice.
"God, God!" Sandra wailed. "Frank, you're sucking me . . . you're eating mother's cunt! I love it, love it, love it! Fuck mother with that tongue! Oh, what a tongue, darling!"
Her hips jerked spastically.
"Ohhh, yes! I'm coming, Frank!" Sandra screamed. "Fuck me hard! Ooooo, your tongue is making me come! Beautiful . . . sweet! Ooo, give me your tongue! I'm coming so fucking hard!"
Her orgasm caused her cunt to suck on his buried tongue, the contractions trying to pull his tongue all the way inside. He clung to her flailing ass, licking and sucking frantically as her cunt exploded time and again. He stayed with her, his face pressed hard into her pussy until the spasms faded and her muscles relaxed. Her ass slumped to the bed, his hands caught beneath the cheeks. His face was glistening wetly, smeared from nose to chin with the hot juices of her cunt. He grinned at his mother, seeing her eyes rolling. Her tits jutted up in swollen beauty, nipples peaked and still hard.
"Did I do it right, Mom?" he asked.
"Do it right?" she groaned. "Honey, you could make a living eating cunt! Oh, God . . . you ate me out wonderfully!"
She lifted her head, her weight on her elbows. She saw his cock straining and dripping.
"Mmmm, I've got to take care of that," she purred. "Straddle my face, Frank, and fuck me in my mouth."
Frank scrambled about eagerly, turning with his face toward his mother's feet. He straddled her face, and she pulled his hard cock back and down. Frank had to lean over to relieve the pressure on his cock. As he leaned, he found his face inches from his mother's cunt again. Without hesitation now, he buried his mouth into her hairy cunt, licking from her clit to the slit and then inside.
Sandra groaned as her son's tongue fucked into her cunt for the second time. Only now she had his hard cock in her mouth. She ran her hands up his legs, clutching at the spreading cheeks of his ass, pulling his cock deep into her mouth. By using her hands, she let Frank know what she wanted.
Licking at her pussy greedily again, Frank began to fuck up and down, driving his cock between his mother's hot, tight lips. The deeper his cock went, the better Sandra enjoyed it. Feeling the smooth, wet prickhead brush at her throat sent shivers of rapture racing up and down her creamy flesh. She wiggled and twisted her hairy cunt into his sucking mouth, clutching the cheeks of his ass while he fucked in and out of her mouth.
Frank grabbed his mother's grinding ass tightly, shoving his cock in and out of her sucking mouth hurriedly. The sucking wet sounds seemed loud in the room. Being fucked in the mouth by her son was wild, exciting to Sandra.
It seemed better, even* than sucking on Jack's cock in the car. She could take her son's cock easier, however, because his was not as long and thick as Jack's. His balls danced up and down 90 her forehead, creating more erotic pleasure for her.
She rammed her cunt up and down into her son's face, urging him to fuck her mouth as fast and hard and deep as he wanted.
Her cunt was boiling again with a threatening orgasm. She groaned about Frank's cock, her tongue swirling. She became desperate to have his come juice spurting into her mouth. Digging her fingers into his ass hard, she jerked feis cock into her throat, a muffled scream rubbling up as she came again. Frank fucked lis tongue in and out of her hairy cunt as the convulsion sent her naked body to trembling with ecstasy.
Frank couldn't stand the pressure of his balls, the heat of his mother's greedy mouth. He lifted his face from her cunt, gritting his teeth. His cock exploded, his balls writhing tightly. Creamy, hot come juice splashed into his mother's hungry mouth. Sandra gurgled as her mouth filled, her tongue lapping, her throat working. The thick come juice sent her mind soaring, and her cunt convulsed again in orgasm. She sucked hungrily on her son's gushing cock, swallowing his come juice as if starved.
He pushed his cock into his mother's mouth, squirting with rapid spurts, his balls emptying into his mother's ever-so-eager mouth. Time and again her mouth filled, and time and again Sandra swallowed. When the spurting stopped, she clung to his cock with her hps, reluctant to turn loose, wanting to keep his prick inside her mouth forever.
But Frank, gasping and exhausted, lifted from her mouth and lay next to her, his cheek pressed at her hip.
"That was wonderful, Frank," Sandra murmured, licking at her puffy lips. "God, you tasted so fucking good! I could eat your cock all day, and have it for dessert at night."
"Okay by me," Frank laughed, turning his head and kissing her hip. "Anytime you want it, it's there."
"That's what I thought," she laughed, wrestling him, rolling him onto his stomach. "Have you ever had your ass kissed?"
"What are you talking about?"
"This," she said, and began kissing the cheeks of his young ass, her tongue lapping until both sides gleamed wetly. "Now you can say you've had your ass kissed."
She twisted in bed and curled her arms about him, pulling his face onto her tits.
"Let's get some sleep," she yawned.
Chapter Five
"You're sure going out with Jack a lot, klom," Frank complained after eating an early |#iinrr "What do you mean, a lot?" his mother Lsked. "This is only my second date with him.,, Frank had been pouting since she had Iptceived Jack's call. She knew her son was [jealous. Maybe only a little, but jealous just the true.
Sandra leaned against his shoulder, mussing Ms hair playfully. She pressed her cunt at his ifcoulder teasingly, rubbing back and forth.
Already dressed for her date, Frank ran his fend up the back of his mother's legs, feeling the smooth flesh through her panty hose. Ha clutched a cheek of her ass tightly.
"Why are you wearing panty hose, Mom?" he asked. His hand moved between her thighs J and his fingers felt soft hair. "You cut thej crotch out of them."
Sandra laughed down at him, lifting the froi of her skirt. Frank gazed at her crotch. She hi cut it out, and her cunt was fully exposed.
'Nice, huh?" she purred, spreading her legs.| "Do you think it's exciting, baby?"
Frank cupped his mother's cunt eagerly, | rubbing his palm back and forth. The heat his mother's cunt burned his hand, and he pussy was already moist. He slipped a tinge into his mother's pussy, shoving deep. Sane moaned with pleasure, humping her hit forward.
"You're already wet and hot, Mom," he saieLj "And I guess it's because you want his cockj not mine."
Sandra pulled from his hand, slipping to he knees. She gazed into her son's eyes as she reste her hand on top of his pants. His cock was hi hard, and she rubbed. "Frank, you know the isn't so. You know my cunt stays hot and wetj Please, honey, don't be so jealous."
"You dressed for him," Frank said. "You'rel all nice and pretty, just for him."
Sandra looked at the clock on the kitche She had fifteen minutes before Jack was to pick her up. She felt her son's cock swell to hardness beneath her hand. She pressed linst his prick, bringing a groan from him. ik shoved a hand down her blouse, cupping naked tit. He squeezed with his fingers. -'I've got time to blow you," Sandra jpered, fumbling with the buttons of his fly. '11 give you a nice blow job, honey." She pulled his cock free. She pumped her fist and down for a moment or so, thrilled to ft her son's cock throb so hotly in her hand, [e smiled at his mother, his eyes glittering, shoved his ass forward on the chair. Sandra liled back, running her thumb across his piss It was slippery with the seeping fuck juices. "Mmmm, your cock is always so nice and hard for me," she whispered throatily. "I love Id feel it dripping, Frank. I love to taste the *ips."
"Kiss my cock, Mom," he suggested. "Kiss my cock right on the piss hole."
"Honey, I'd kiss your beautiful cock any lace you wanted me to kiss," Sandra mewled, squeezing her fist tightly and pressing down, paking the cockhead bulge. "And I don't just mean here, in the house. I'd kiss your lovely cock on the porch, if you wanted that."
"Right now I just want it kissed, on my piss Lole,.Mom."
"Here?" she teased, rubbing his piss h with a fingertip. "Here, where it's nice wet?"
"Yes!" he groaned.
Sandra lowered her face to her son's lap. She ran her tongue over her hps, feeling anticipa-| tion inside her body. She slipped the tip of he tongue from her lips and flicked it against his I piss hole, licking away the bubbling fuck juices Pressing her hot lips upon the head of his cock she sucked at his piss hole, her tongue flicking Frank rested his hand on top of his mother'd head, urging her to suck. Sandra let her lips slide| past the swollen head of his prick, her tong swirling eagerly. She moaned deep in her throaj as she teased him by sucking at his prickhea^ only, refusing to take the rest of his cock inta her mouth. Her hips swayed as her cu steamed, the hairy pussylips twitching. ShJ closed her eyes with pleasure, her lips stretchj ing around her son's cock. More fuck juk bubbled from his piss hole, which she eager licked away and swallowed thirstily.
"Suck it all, Mom!" Frank groaned. "CoroJ on, Mom! Take all my cock in your mouth!
"Mmmmm," Sandra purred, sliding her lir | downward, very slowly letting her mouth fi with the throbbing hot hardness. Sliding a hand underneath his ass, she cupped one ass cheekj squeezing with her fingers. Her tongue press at the underside of her son's cock.
Frank felt as if his mother had swallowed his cock into her throat. It was very hot and wet in her mouth. He pressed at the back of her lead, urging her to swallow as much as she could. Sandra could easily swallow her son's cock, even take the rounded head into her tfiroat, her hps stretched at the base. With her ^outh filled by her son's cock, she squeezed the cbeek of his ass, her other hand searching about between his thighs until she held his concealed balls.
Sucking upward, mewling throatily, Sandra pulled her hps to the head of his cock again. She swirled her tongue about the smooth head, then sucked upward. She turned her smoldering eyes to her son, then glanced at the clock �gain.
"Fuck my mouth, baby," she said hoarsely. "Fuck mother in her hot, cocksucking mouth!"
"I will!" Frank groaned, hunching his hips �pward.
He fucked his cock in and out of his mother's Bouth as she held her head for him. Clinging id his balls, Sandra felt the burning hardness of her son's cock sliding in and out of her hot ips. She was always thrilled to feel the wet friction of a cock fucking into her mouth.
"Mouth fuck!" Frank grunted, plunging into i^s mother's mouth faster and faster. "I'm gonna fuck you. in. the mouth, Mom, and come in your cocksucking mouth and in your tight throat!"
Frank began breathing harshly, humping his cock up and down, feeling how tight and hot his mother's lips were. With each upward lunge, her head lifted from the force, but her lips clung to his cock, never letting the head slip out.
"I'm getting close, Mom!" Frank yelped.
"Mmmmm!" Sandra moaned.
She felt her son's cock throb with impending discharge, and her tongue lapped swiftly as he kept fucking up and down, driving his cock deep. Her cunt was very wet, and she felt the fuck juices smearing her inner thighs, soaking her panty hose. She didn't give a shit; it felt too good.
"Get ready!" Frank shouted.
The thick gush of creamy come juice struck the back of her throat. Sandra wailed in d muffled, wet way as her cunt began goin through a series of convulsions. The cream wetness of her son's come juice squirted into her mouth, and Frank fucked faster and faster as he came. Sandra swallowed as swiftly as she could, still getting her tongue coated by that beautiful and ever-so-creamy come juice. Th taste, as it always did, sent her into ecstasy.
Oddly, it seemed to her that her son was coming more than ever before. The thick come juice gushed so copiously, she wondered if he would ever stop. She kept holding his balls, feeling them emptying into her hungry mouth. She clung to his tight ass cheek with her other hand, and began to make soft, wet whimpering sounds as she swallowed.
When she began to think her son's cock would never stop spurting, she took a final splash on her tongue, and then it ended.
She pulled her mouth from his cock and took his prick in her hand again, grinning up at his pleased face. Her hps glistened with wetness, and her eyes shined brightly. Caressing his cock gently, she felt his prick soften.
"Was that good for you?" she whispered. "I know it was good for me."
"You always give me fantastic blow jobs, Mom," he said, his chest heaving up and down.
"Still feel jealous?"
For a moment Frank didn't answer, then he shook his head. "You're my mom, not my fucking wife. I don't have any reason to be jealous."
"That's my boy," she said.
She started to stand up, but Frank said: "Take my cock in your mouth again."
Sandra glanced at the clock. Jack would be ringing the bell any moment now.
"But I don't have time, honey," she pointed out. "Listen, when I get home, I'll suck you off until you think your balls are gone, okay?"
"Now, Mom," Frank insisted. "Just for a minute, that's all."
"Well, okay," Sandra replied, hstening for the door bell.
She closed her mouth about her son's now-soft cock, her tongue working it around. She felt her son put his hand on the back of her head again.
Frank pissed.
"Oommphhh!" Sandra grunted in surprise.
She tried to lift her mouth, but Frank pressed hard, her face kept there, his cock in her mouth. Sandra's eyes widened as he pissed into her mouth. She felt piss flow across her tongue, then drip from her mouth. For just a moment, a very brief moment, she felt anger, then that feeling was gone. The taste of her son's piss seemed nice. It was hot, sweet, and her mouth was being flooded with pee. Before she began to swallow his piss, it ran from her mouth until his pants were soaked.
With a wet gurgle, Sandra found herself tightening her lips about the head of his cock, trying to keep the piss in her mouth. She swallowed as the stream came from his cock in spurts. She heard her son giggling above her head. When Frank turned her head loose, Sandra didn't jerk away, didn't yank her mouth off his cock. She leaned over him, letting her son piss into her mouth all he wanted. She was surprised to find her cunt contracting with a wild orgasm.
The more he pissed into her mouth, the more pee Sandra wanted. She found herself enjoying this, liking the sensation of having her son piss into her mouth-the taste, the sheer perversity of what he was doing. Her lips held his cock just behind its head, her tongue lapping on his piss hole.
She clung to his cock until he stopped piss-:-g. Only then did she remove her mouth. She ked up at her son, her eyes questioning, not owing if she should be pissed off or glad for hat he had done. She held his cock at the base, her lips and chin et with piss. She ran her tongue over her lips, en laughed.
"Damn you, baby," she said. "What ever ve you that idea?" "In the bathroom the other night," he ughed. "You're not mad, are you, Mom?" "Mad? Me? Frank, you know I can't be mad anything you do with me, to me. Besides, I rt of enjoyed it myself." "I bet you came."
"I bet I did, too, you little asshole," she ughed.
Frank began to piss again. She was holding ' cock at the base, and his pee squirted up in arc, then splashed on the floor. "Ohhh," Sandra mewled, watching the golden sream. She shot her tongue out, lapping into the stream, her eyes shining with a bright heat into his.
The sound of the doorbell made them both jump, and the stream of piss suddenly halted.
Sandra jumped up, searching her blouse to see if it was wet. She was dry. "You have a mess to clean up, Frank. I've got to go."
"He's gonna smell my piss on your mouth," Frank said.
"Oh, shit!" She started for the bathroom. "Answer the door for me, honey. Fve to wash up."
"Like this?" Frank asked, pointing to his soaked pants.
"Put a robe on," she suggested, and ran down the hallway.
Frank sat a moment, then rushed to his room for a robe.
"Hi, buddy," Jack greeted when Frank opened the door. "I don't think you know my daughter, Stacy. Stacy, this is Frank."
Frank gazed at the prettiest girl he had ever seen. She was small, but about his age. She had beautiful blonde hair, drawn back in a wavy pony tail. Her huge blue eyes stared right back at him. She was wearing a dress, and Frank noticed the protrusions of her small tits against the front.
"Hi, Stacy," he said after a long look at the girl.
"Hello, Frank," she replied, her voice soft and somewhat shy.
Jack smiled. "Is your mother ready?"
"Uh . . . she'll be right out."
Sandra came down the hall. "Here I am, Jack. Oh, is that your daughter? You didn't tell me she was so lovely."
Jack introduced them. "Do you mind if she stays here with Frank? She didn't want to stay home alone."
Sandra saw the way her son stared at the pretty girl. "I don't think my son would mind at all." Sandra pulled the girl into the house, and, as Stacy moved to the couch, she leaned down to kiss her son's cheek, whispering into his ear: "You leave her alone, you hear me? I don't want any trouble."
Frank closed the door after they left, turning to face Stacy. She sat on the couch in a demure manner, her knees pressed together, hands folded in her lap. She was looking at Frank with shy, blue eyes, a smile playing about her pouting lips.
"You know they're gonna fuck, don't you?"
"What?" Frank asked.
"I said, stupid," Stacy said, "my father is gonna fuck your mother."
"How do you know?"
"I know my father," Stacy replied.
"Yeah, well I know my mom," Frank came back. "If she don't wanna fuck, she won't fuck."
"She wants to, right?" Now Stacy grinned, a wicked little grin.
Frank nodded his head. They looked at each other a long minute.
"Do you jerk off?" the girl asked.
"Do you play with yourself?" Frank countered.
"I won't tell unless you tell me first."
Frank swallowed. "I used to."
"You don't anymore?" Stacy asked, still sitting demurely with hands folded in her lap. "I like to do it, I like the way it feels."
"How?"
"With my fingers, silly!" Stacy said. "How else can a girl jerk off?"
Frank felt stupid. He knew exactly how girls did it. He had watched his mother enough times. "You stick your fingers up your twat and do it, right?"
"Of course," Stacy giggled. "Wanna watch me do it?"
"That's kid stuff," Frank replied.
"It is not!" Stacy came back, a flash of anger in her blue eyes. "My dady does it, and he's not a kid."
"How do you know your daddy jerks off?" "Because I've . . ."A slow blush came over her lovely face. "I've seen him do it."
"How? You go around peeking at people?"
"You're mean," Stacy said. "I don't think I wanna do it in front of you after all. I should have stayed home by myself."
"Sure," Frank said. "And fingerfuck all alone, right?"
"Will you jerk off, too?" Stacy asked, her eyes brightening. "I mean, I'll watch you and you watch me."
"Don't you fuck?"
"Sure," Stacy said, arching her shoulders back to make her small tits strain forward. "I fuck all the time."
"Shit," Frank grinned, removing his robe. "I bet you ain't ever had a hard cock in your cunt."
"I have, too!" Stacy insisted. "Then why waste your cunt by fingerfuck-ing?"
"Because . . .it's none of your fucking business!"
Frank dropped his robe to the floor, then began to open his pants. Stacy's blue eyes watched his fingers. She said nothing about how wet his pants were. Her eyes grew with hotness as his pants opened. She made a soft little gasp when he pulled his cock from the open fly. Frank closed his fist around his cock and slowly pumped back and forth.
"You have a real nice one," Stacy said in a low voice, her eyes straining on the head of his cock. "That's a real nice one, Frank."
"You have a cunt?" he asked.
"All girls have a cunt, silly."
"Show me."
Stacy pulled her dress up her slim thighs, opening her knees, her eyes remaining fixed upon his cock. Frank saw the crotch of her panties, and they certainly weren't what he had expected. They were frilly, with a lot of lace, not the simple cotton type he would have expected for a young girl like her. Stacy, drawing her dress to her waist, scooted her little ass to the edge of the cushions, legs spread wide. Still gazing at his cock, she pulled the crotch of her panties to one side.
Her cunt was lovely, with pouting and quite-hairless lips. It was a fine slit running between her thighs. He saw the tip of her tiny clit peeking from the folds. His cock swelled inside his fist, turning hard.
Stacy moved a hand up her inner thigh, and stroked the tip of a finger up and down the slit of her pussy, her eyes straining on Frank's cock. She slipped her middle finger into her cunt, pushing it slowly. Then, as Frank stood, leaning aginst the door, his cock throbbing in his fist, Stacy began to twist her small hips and fuck her finger in and out.
Chapter Six
Sandra sat close to Jack, her hand resting high on his thigh. Her head was on his shoulder, and his hand was inside her blouse, cupping and playing with a tit.
Dinner was over, and they were parked where they had parked that first time.
"I wonder what those kids of ours are doing right now," she said in a soft voice.
"Are you worried about them?"
"No, not in the least." Sandra snuggled closer.
"I'm not either," Jack said, sliding her skirt up her thigh. "Why are you wearing these damned panty hose? It's getting so a man can't find all the goodies anymore."
"Reach higher," she suggested.
His hand came up her thigh, and found the hole she had cut in the crotch. "Ahhh, I like a girl that knows how to do things for a man like this."
Sandra purred as his fingers moved about her cunt. She pulled her hand up his thigh and found his cock swollen inside his pants. She squeezed his prick through his pants as a finger slipped into her cunt.
"Is this all I get tonight, a finger?" she asked softly.
"What would you like?" he asked.
"This cock," she said, squeezing hard enough to make him grunt. "I'd love to get this hard cock, that's what I'd like."
"I wouldn't mind having a little of your hot cunt," Jack said.
He reached up and opened the moon roof. "Now, if you'd just sit on the back of the seat, with your head through there, I'd be delighted to kiss, your hairy cunt, Sandra."
"Just delighted?"
"I'd be ecstatic," he laughed.
"You'd suck my cunt . . . tongue it, make me come?" "Love .to."
"You're a nut, do you know that?" she said, kissing him and opening his pants. "And I love it because you are such a nut."
She hauled his cock out, again pleased with the thick length of his prick. She jacked him a moment, then lifted to place her ass on the back of the seat. Her head shoved through the open moon roof, and she could see the lights of the city, feel the evening air blow through her hair. She spread her legs wide as she felt Jack turning in the seat.
"It's beautiful out here," she said.
"Enjoy the view," Jack replied, kissing along her inner thigh. "I prefer my view."
Sandra pressed the back of his head, drawing his face into her crotch. She mewled softly as his tongue flicked about the hair-lined hps of her cunt, then over her clit.
"Tasty," Jack murmured. "Nice and hot and juicy. I love to suck on a juicy cunt."
"Suck away," Sandra whimpered, twisting her ass on the back of the seat. "Suck my cunt all you want. The one thing I like other than a hard cock fucking me is a nice tongue job."
Jack licked up and down Sandra's cunt, flicking his tongue along the pussy slit. She felt the tip of his tongue near her asshole, and squealed with pleasure. He dragged his tongue from her asshole up along the juicy cunt slit, then twirled about her distended clit. Sandra pressed at the back of his head, gurgling as he sucked on her inflamed clit. His hands caressed up and down her thighs as he buried his mouth into her steaming cunt.
Sandra giggled with the thought of pissing into his face. The urge to piss was there, but she thought better of it. She didn't really know Jack that well.
"Mrnmm, you lick my pussy very good," she whimpered as his tongue darted in and out. "It almost feels like a cock fucking me. Ooooo, what a tongue!"
His tongue fucked into her cunt with darting thrusts, going deeper than she would have expected. She loved the way his chin pressed between the cheeks of her ass, pressuring her asshole. His breath was hot through the hairs of her cunt. She squealed happily when he closed his hps about her pussy and sucked hard.
"Ooooo, that's very good, Jack! Suck on my cunt! Suck the pussy juice out of my hot cunt!"
Sliding his hands along the backs of her thighs, Jack clutched the cheeks of her twisting ass, jerking at the panty hose, tearing them. Sandra didn't care. She trembled with heat as he ripped her panty hose to shreds. Sitting precariously on the back of the car seat, her elbows resting on the roof of the car, she whip- ped her cunt into his� face almost' brutally.
Jack clung to her now-naked ass with both hands, sucking hard at her seeping cunt. His tongue seeming to be everyplace in her crotch at the same time. She bumped her cunt back and forth, making Jack moan. She fucked onto his tongue as he lowered his head, his face turned upward between her thighs.
"Oooo, that's so fucking good, Jack!" she wailed into the night air. "Suck me! Ooooo, eat my fucking cunt! Tonguefuck me in my hot pussy!"
She clutched his head, grinding furiously into his face. Her stomach trembled with the glowing pleasure. Using her free hand, she tore at her blouse, buttons spilling over the car. With her naked tits exposed to the air, she began to squeeze at them, first one, then the other, whimpering with increasing ecstasy.
"Suck me good, Jack!" she hissed. "Oooo, ram that tongue up my hot cunt! I bet your cock is so hard now! Eat me , suck my pussy! Tonguefuck my cunt . . . suck the piss out of my juicy pussy!"
Jack pulled his tongue from her clutching cunt, licking downward and back. Sandra yelped as she felt the flat surface of his tongue drag across her tighdy puckered asshole. She felt her cunt smearing his face as his tongue twisted and licked at her asshole. She felt the tip press- ing there.
"That's my asshole! Jack, your tongue is on my asshole!"
Jack grunted, and pressed even harder.
"Okay, okay!" Sandra wailed."Shove it up my asshole, then! Tonguefuck me in my asshole!"
She relaxed her tightness, and Jack plunged his tongue into her asshole, very deep. Sandra gurgled as he fucked his tongue in and out, his nose pressed into her cunt.
"Ohhh, shit, Jack! Fuck me up the ass! Tonguefuck me up my asshole!"
As her orgasm grew, it caused her asshole to clutch at his tongue, "You're going to make me come . . . doing this!" Sandra shouted down at him. "You'll make me come if you keep fucking me up the ass, Jack! Ohhhh, don't stop now! Please, don't stop now . . .I'm about to come!"
Hardly had the words come from her than her cunt convulsed.
Jack felt her asshole sucking at his tongue and jerked out, racing his tongue to her contracting cunt. He whipped his tongue in and out of the juicy pussy, tonguing her as she came in powerful waves. His mouth filled with hot, slippery fuck juice time and again. Digging his hands into her tight ass cheeks, he held his face still as Sandra whipped her convulsing cunt wildly in- to his face.
As the orgasms faced, Sandra rested her shaking ass on the seat of the car, slumped across the roof, the cool metal making her naked tits tingle. She breathed harshly for a moment or so, then sat up, sliding back down into the car, her skirt hiked to her waist. Jack sat under the wheel, His face smeared with the juices of her cunt, his cock standing up from his open pants with throbbing hardness.
Sandra began kissing him, licking at her fuck juices on his chin and cheeks, clutching his hard cock almost desperately.
"We've got to take care of this big hard-on, Jack," she whispered.
"You know it," he gasped.
"But I've got to go first," she said, opening the door. The dome light flashed on, and she glanced at his cock. Leaning over to kiss his prick, she instead pulled that swollen cock head into her mouth and sucked.
"You could suck me off and piss at the same time, couldn't you?" Jack asked.
Sandra lifted her mouth, scooting from the car. "I don't know. I've never tried to suck on a cock and piss at the same time. Besides, after I piss, I want that big cock up my cunt."
She felt the door open, moving in front of the car. She faced him, waving her hand in a lewd manner. Jack flicked the headlights on, and Sandra held her skirt to her waist, doing a slow bump and grind. Then she parted her knees and squatted, her cunt fully revealed in the bright lights of the car. She grinned at Jack, although she couldn't see him. Jack, however, could see her clearly. He saw the hot, golden piss spewing from her hairy cunt. His cock lurched, and he grabbed his prick shaft, squeezing hard.
Stepping from the car, he walked toward Sandra, holding his cock in his fist. Sandra watched him step into the headlights, and grinned as he started toward her.
"Okay, I'll suck on your cock while I piss," she said in a low voice.
But Jack didn't come to her right away. He stood with his cock in his hand, his eyes watching her piss.
"You like watching me, don't you?" Sandra said. "Turns you on, watching me piss, right?"
"It sure as shit does," he said, slowy jacking his cock.
"Want to feel my cunt while I piss?" she offered, remembering her son had pissed in her mouth only a few hours ago.
Jack said: "I'd love to have you sit in my face, Sandra."
"And piss?" she asked.
"Yes," Jack replied.
Sandra giggled. "You know, I thought of do- ing just that while you were sucking my cunt." "Why didn't you?"
"I ... I don't even know you, Jack," she said, her voice going low with emotion. "I don't know what you like best, you know."
"Everything is best as far as I'm concerned."
He moved toward her now. When he was close enough, he arched his hips forward, of-ferig Sandra his throbbing cock.
Sandra, hearing the hissing sound of her piss splashing on the ground, opened her mouth. She moved her tongue along his piss hole as he slowly shoved his cock past her lips. She tasted the dripping fuck juices, closing her eyes. As crazy as it seemed, she enjoyed having his cock inside her mouth as she pissed. Sucking his cock, she wished Jack would piss in her mouth, but she didn't want to ask him, not yet.
Her piss slowed and stopped after a few final spurts. Still she squatted, letting Jack fuck into her mouth gently. She cupped one of his ass cheeks through his pants as he fucked the thickness of his hard-on back and forth between her stretched hps. She hoped he wouldn't come in her mouth, as much as she loved it. She wanted that enormous hard-on up her cunt.
But Jack wasn't ready to come in her mouth.
He pulled his cock free, helping her to her feet. "Get on the hood of the car," he suggested.
Sandra climbed onto the hood, her legs spread wide. The metal was cool on her naked ass, but the heat of her body soon warmed it. The hood was low, and Jack was tall, and he stood between her legs, his cock on a level with her hairy cunt. Sandra watched as he rubbed the swollen head of his cock up and down the slit of her pussy. The feel made her tremble with anticipation.
"Shove it in me, Jack," she hissed. "Ram my cunt! Ohhh, doit fast!"
Sandra screamed with ecstasy as his thick cock penetrated her cunt. She felt her pussy lips spread apart as he entered. Her clit, throbbing with pleasure, scraped along the hard cock shaft. She felt his balls smash upon the cheeks of her ass, and his cock was as deep as he could get. Jack shoved his hands under her ass, lifting her cunt to his prick, and he began to fuck her in a frenzy.
"Tight fucking cunt!" he hissed.
"Fuck that tight fucking cunt!" she screamed.
Although he held her ass very tight, Sandra could twist and wiggle her hips. Nothing, once she had a hard cock inside her cunt, could prevent her from grinding and thrusting. No matter how tight she was held, her hips always managed to bounce and twist. Movement made fucking so much better, and Sandra always moved.
"Oh, shake that ass, baby!" Jack growled, fucking his cock swiftly into her gripping cunt. "Shake your ass! Fuck my cock! You've got the hottest, tightest cunt ever, Sandra!"
His balls beat rapidly against her churning ass, slapping against her asshole, thrilling her with the intensity of his fucking. She threw her arms above her head, clutching at air, her head twisting from side to side. Moans and gurgles of ecstasy came from her.
"Ram me, Jack!" she screamed at the night. "Ram my hot cunt! Oooo, such a big cock! My cunt wants that big cock! Feed my hot fucking cunt! Fuck my pussy, Jack! Ohhhh, fuck my right, hairy cunt! Squish your big balls on my ass . . . my asshole! Anything . . . anything you want, do it to me! Fuck me . . . suck me . . . anything!"
"Hot, damned hot!" Jack grunted. His cock seemed to be eaten by her cunt. The waving muscles deep inside her pussy sucked hungrily. Her hips thrashed about, slapping against the hood pf the car loudly.
Sandra drew her long legs up his sides, sliding them against his skin. Up and down they went, her ass hunching to meet the almost brutal penetration of his cock. His prick was so thick, so long, Sandra thrilled to the depth his cock could go, the way his prick stretched her sen- sitive, hairy cunt hps, scraped at her inflamed clit. Drawing her legs up, her knees back, she grabbed them and held her knees at her tits, throwing her ass high.
"More, more!" she screamed. "Ohhhh, you've got to give me more of that hard cock! Give it all to me . . . every hard, fucking inch! I love that cock, Jack! I love it . . . and your balls, so fucking big, banging against my ass! Fuck me, please! Oooo, fuck the piss out of me!"
"I am fucking you, you hot-assed cunt!" Jack growled as he fucked deep and hard. "I am fucking your hot, wet cunt!"
"Yes, yes!" Sandra wailed, feeling an orgasm pounding deep inside her stomach. The feeling grew and grew. Until she could hardly stand it. The sensation of impending orgasm was driving her out of her mind. "Oh, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it! I love it . . . love to fuck . . . love to fuck your big, hard cock! Hurry, Jack ... oh, please hurry! I'm getting so close, so fucking close! You're about to make me come, you big-cocked bastard! Fuck my hot cunt! I'm about to come!"
Through the mindless rapture, Sandra was certain his cock had doubled its size. She almost felt as if he could ram his cock up her cunt so deep that she could suck his prick at the same time. Her pulses were straining toward orgasm, her nerves on fire. She bucked up and down, wailing as ecstasy burned through her body. She shot her ass upward, grinding her cunt onto his cock, the hairy pussy lips sucking and squeezing at the base. At times like this, Sandra was sure her cunt had a mind of its own. Her pussy was now sucking and gnawing at the base of his cock, trying to draw the thick come juice out of his huge balls.
"Give it to me!" she screeched loudly. "Ohhh, I'm going to come! I'm going to . . . ohhhhhhh!"
Her cunt went into spasms.
The hairy hps gripped the base of his cock like a fist, very tight, sucking and rippling, the orgasm shattered her mind with wild, searing ecstasy. She screamed time and again, her cunt pressed hard onto the base of his cock, sucking powerfully. She began to grind her cunt against him without knowing what she was doing. The greed of her juicy pussy seemed insatiable, demanding.
"What are you doing with that cunt, Sandra?" Jack grunted. "Your fucking cunt is sucking my goddamn cock!"
"It's going to suck your goddamn cock off, too!" she wailed. "My cunt is going to suck your fucking cock off, make you come inside me!"
Jack fucked deep and hard, his balls smashing against her asshole. He felt the puckering of her asshole, the heat, the trembling orgasms that seemed to run through her body one after the other. Each orgasm, more powerful than the last, was creating such a storm in his cock and balls, he knew he couldn't last much longer. His balls twitched and became tight, drawing up at the base of his prick. His asshole seemed to sink inward, being swallowed.
It had never felt so good, not even the first time in the car, with Sandra sitting across his lap. He gritted his teeth, releasing her flexing ass cheeks. He grasped her tits with both hands, digging into the firm flesh. Sandra shrieked with rapture and closed her hands on top of his, pressing, smashing her tits almost flat.
"Give it to me!" she demanded harshly. "Come in me! Flood my fucking cunt with come juice! Let me have it, Jack! I want your cock squirting up my wet cunt!"
"I've got to come!" he shouted.
"Come!" Sandra demanded. "Come, you bastard! Let that big cock come! Shoot that come juice in my hungry cunt!"
She screamed with pleasure again as his cock spurted, the creamy come juice splashing along the walls of her greedy cunt. In rapid spurts, come juice filled her pussy, splashing hotly, triggering another orgasm inside her body. She came in a crazy rippling, waving action, her pussy sucking at his prick, drawing every drop of delicious, thick come juice from his swollen balls.
"Ooooo, yes!" she screeched. "I feel it! I feel you coming in me! Oooo, do I love that!"
"Take it!" Jack said, fucking his cock hard into her cunt. "Take it . . . take it!"
"I will! I am!"
His balls drained, trembling against her asshole. He sucked in air with desperation, his legs trembling weakly. He leaned over Sandra, resting his chest on her tits, feeling her nipples press on his flesh. He cupped her face in his hands. Sandra lowered her legs, sliding her hot inner thighs along his hips. She ran her hands down his back to his ass. Holding his ass cheeks, his cock still in her cunt, she kissed him. His tongue moved past her teeth, and she sucked, mewling softly with glowing pleasure. She squeezed his ass with her fingers, sliding one into the crack. She probed at his asshole with the tip of her finger, making Jack moan into her mouth.
Then, suddenly, Sandra felt something different.
"What are you doing?" she asked, pulling her mouth from his, looking into his face, seeing his features in the light. "It feels like you're ..."
"Like it, Sandra?"
"Jack, your cock . . . you're pissing . . . pissing in me!"
"Feels good, don't it?"
"Pissing ..." Her eyes rolled. "Pissing in my pussy! I feel you pissing in my cunt, Jack!"
It felt as if his cock was drowning her cunt in his piss. His pee was hot, and, as her cunt filled, she felt piss run from her cunt and along the cheeks of her ass, down along her asshole.
"Jack, you can't be . . ."
"I am," he said.
"Oh, I can't believe how good it feels."
"Relax and enjoy it, then," he said.
The strong stream of piss splashed deep inside her cunt, flowing from the stretched pussy lips and down across her asshole. Her eyes popped wide,-and she came again.
"Ohhhh, you're . . . that's making me come!" she said, unbelievingly. "Ooooo, it's good! So fucking good! More, Jack! Piss in my cunt some more!"
But he was finished.
Pulling his cock from her drenched cunt, he stepped back a ways and looked at her. Sandra was sprawled lewdly on the hood of the car, legs wide, her hairy cunt wet with fuck juices and piss. Sandra gave a shiver, then slipped off the car. She stood with a hand cupped between her thighs, and began to giggle.
Chapter Seven
"I still say jerking off is for kids," Frank said.
Stacy had drawn her feet up onto the couch, leaning on the arm. Her knees, bent, were spread wide. She had removed her panties, and Frank was fascinated by her fine, sweet cunt. There didn't seem to be a single hair anywhere that he could see. Her tiny clit, peeking at him from her pink pussy hps excited him.
Stacy was tracing a finger about her cunt, rubbing lightly at the pussy hps, pulling them apart to show the glistening insides to him. She had pulled one side of her dress down an arm, and a lovely little tit was exposed. Although small, Stacy's tits were well shaped, with succulent pink nipples. She wasn't in the least bit shy, either. Her shyness had been a pose.
Sitting at the opposite end of the couch, Frank gazed at her cunt, his cock very hard. The head was smooth and swollen, his piss hole beaded with fuck juices. He had removed his pants, and his balls dangled between his legs.
"It may be kid stuff," Stacy said, "but I like it. It's fun to play with myself."
"You make yourself come, too?"
"Oooo, that's the best part of playing with it," she murmured.
"Is that all you do, just play with yourself?" Frank wanted to know.
"No," Stacy said, her voice a whisper, her eyes peeking at him from lowered lashes. She ran her finger up and down the slit of her sugary cunt, then slowly worked her finger into her cunt. She shoved it all the way inside, then began to fingerfuck herself. Her movements were almost lazy. "I like to do other things, too."
"Name them," he challenged. "Because I'm not gonna sit here and beat my cock. I don't have to jack off anymore. I can get a piece of ass anytime I want it."
"Oh, sure," Stacy said, as if sneering at him. But she wasn't sneering. She was much too ex- cited to see his cock and balls to sneer. Her lit-de cunt was wet, and getting much wetter by be moment. 'I can," Frank insisted.
- 'Sure you can," Stacy replied, rubbing at her prollen clit. She pulled her dress down from the giher shoulder, and her two titties were reveal-pi. Her pink nipples were rubbery hard, jutting upward. "You have a girlfriend, don't you?"
Sort of," Frank said. "She lets me fuck - I think you're telling a lie," Stacy said, her pes glowing on his cock and balls. "Only a prlfriend would let you put it in her, not a sort girlfriend."
"What's the matter?" Frank sneered. "Does bother you to say fuck?" "Nothing bothers me," Stacy replied. "I can Lgy fuck if I wanna. I can say cock and prick tad pussy and anything I wanna say."
He stared at her young pussy. "You wanna feck?"
"Maybe," she said, her eyes glittering as she matched his cock jerk back and forth.
'What kind of answer is maybe?" he asked. -Either you wanna fuck or you don't wanna feck."
"I wanna fuck," Stacy said, her voice drop-ling to a whisper, "but why don't we use our iouths for a while first."
"You're a cocksucker?"
"Yes," Stacy whispered, licking her wet tongue across her lips. "I'm a cocksucker, but I'm other things, too." She lifted her eyes to his. "Do you like to suck cunt, Frank?"
He grinned. "Love it."
"Want to suck my cunt?"
"You want to suck my cock?"
"You first," Stacy inisted.
"You suck first," Frank countered.
Stacy lowered her eyes to his cock again. Her wet tongue moved across her hps once more.
"You promise to lick me if I do?"
"Sure," Frank said, his cock very hard. "Wil you let me come?"
"In my mouth?" she asked softly.
"That's where I wanna come."
"And you'll lick my cunt?"
"I said I would." "And make me come, too?"
Frank nodded, eager to feel those pouting lips around his throbbing cock. "I'll make you come, too."
Stacy stood up on the couch, peeling her drest off. She dropped it on the floor, then sank to her knees. She leaned toward Frank, one smal hand taking his cock. She pumped it a few* times, bringing more juices to the piss hole. Stretching full length on the couch, she squirmed her small, tight, shapely ass as if getting com-, fortable. Frank leaned back on the arm of the couch, looking at the swell of Stacy's ass, then at her blonde head as she jacked his cock, her ocher hand cradling his loaded balls.
Her tongue darted from her mouth, and she Scked up the prick shaft. The wet heat of her tongue against his cock sent a shiver of anticipation up Frank's spine. He wanted to grab her blond head and shove his cock down her throat, but waited and let her take her time.
But all Stacy seemed to do was lick up and down his cock, then jerk with her tight fist. She swirled her tongue across his piss hole, lapping �p the juices, mewling softly as she swallowed them. She pressed her hps around his piss hole and sucked, her tongue licking, and she jacked swiftly on his cock.
"Come on, put it in your mouth!" he urged. Stacy lifted her head to look up at him, squeezing his cock in one hand, his balls in the other. "In my mouth?"
"You said you sucked cock," he reminded her. "So why are you just licking it? you're supposed to take it in your mouth and suck up and down. Don't you know how to suck a cock?"
"Sure, I do," she said. "But I thought this was how to do it."
"Let me show you," he said.
He cupped Stacy's face. "Now, open your �*]uth."
Stacy opened her mouth wide, and Fr shoved his cock past her lips and teeth. "No suck up and down."
Stacy felt the heat of his hard-on stretchi her lips, filling her small mouth. Her eyes too on a glazed expression. She made her lips tigh and moved them up and down his cock. H mouth was crowded, but the taste of his har hot cock in it sent a thrill racing down to h young cunt. She gurgled and tried to swallo The cock head pressed at her throat, and s choked softly.
"Take it easy, Stacy," Frank said. "Don choke yourself. Just as much cock as you ca No sense in being greedy about it."
Stacy went down on him again, taking w over half of his cock with comfort. She suck up and down, turning her hips in a twisting movement, flicking at his seeping piss hole with the tip of her tongue. The soft purrs coming from her indicated her excitement. She squirmed her cunt into the cushions of the couch, her sweet, pretty ass tightening.
"Turn loose a minute," Frank said.
Stacy lifted her mouth.
"Let me under you," he said. "We can suck each other at the same time."
With a naughty giggle, Stacy moved about to give Frank room on the couch. He lay back, his cock sticking up in the air.
"Get on top of me," Frank suggested. "Spread your knees around my face and I can lick your cunt while you suck my cock."
"I know how to do it," she said, straddling his face, a knee on each side of his head.
Frank moved his hands up her slender thighs to her ass, cupping the pretty ass cheeks as Stacy leaned over his cock.
When Frank felt her hot little mouth wrap about his prick again, he pulled at her ass, bringing her succulent cunt to his face. He ran his tongue about the hps, tasting the wet heat of her pussy. Stacy gave a muffled squeal and began to rub her cunt into his face, his tongue out and licking.
Frank held her twisting ass, his mouth open and his tongue sliding into the tight wetness of her young pussy. As he fucked his tongue in and out of her cunt, Stacy clutched his balls in one hand, her other beneath his ass. She bobbed her mouth up and down his cock, cooing and whimpering with pleasure.
Frank's nose was pressing at the tiny pucker of her asshole. Stacy wiggled into his face, sucking faster on his cock. She rubbed her cunt about his mouth, and Frank felt the twitching pussy hps trying to draw his tongue deeper. He began to lap at her cunt, licking about her swollen clit, sucking with his hps, then sliding his tongue along the pussy slit, tasting the sweetness of her pussy juices, theft farther back to swirl about her crinkling asshole. Stacy squealed with delight as his tongue sent shivers of ecstasy about her naked flesh. She sucked noisily on his prick, her tongue hardly ever leaving his piss hole. She sucked as if she were hungry for the slippery fuck juices.
Although Stacy couldn't take much more than half of his cock into her small mouth, she did justice to what she could get. Her mouth was wet and hot, and she sucked and licked his cock with eagerness. She had been truthful in telling Frank she had sucked cock before, but she had been taught to lick at the head and shaft, and jack with a fist. As much as she loved sucking prick that way, the taste and feel of Frank's cock inside her mouth created a much more pleasant sensation.
With wet squeals, Stacy sucked with a hunger. She pressed her cunt into Frank's face, grinding and wiggling, then lifted so he could run his tongue about her sensitive asshole again. She hunched her cunt up and down his face, as if she didn't know where his tongue felt the best, he cunt or asshole. She held his balls tightly, twisting them, squeezing them, pulling on them. The hand beneath his ass dug at the ass cheek. Then a finger moved into the ass crack. Frank grunted into her cunt when Stacy began to rub at his asshole, pressing a fingertip into it.
Stacy lifted her mouth from his cock. "Ohhh, this is really good, Frank!" she said. "Your cock is so hard and hot in my mouth! I love to suck a cock this way!"
She wrapped her hps about his prick again, trying desperately to swallow his cock down her throat. But each time she tried, she choked. Giving up in frustration, she settled on sucking what she could. She released his balls and closed her fingers about the prick shaft near the base, and began to jack him as she sucked, pumping in time with her up-and-down-moving hps. She kept the tip of her finger up his asshole, wiggling and moving the finger in and out. She smashed her steaming little cunt into his face, pounding up and down, so excited that she paid no attention to how brutal she was being.
Frank lapped faster and faster at her juicy cunt. For a girl so young, her cunt was really wet. His tongue plunged deep into her cunt, bringing muffled squeals from Stacy. He tonguefucked her frantically, clutching her small ass cheeks, pulling them wide apart so he could breath. Her tight, hot asshole smashed at his nose when she bounced up and down into his face She began to grind violently, plunging her I cunt into his mouth with force. Then, with a final downward lunge, Stacy strained her cunt hard on his open, sucking lips. The spasms came hard and strong, her cunt convulsing in his mouth, drawing at his darting tongue. Frank, feeling her pussy squeeze in orgasm about his tongue, licked ^with frantic pleasure, swallowing the sugary fuck juices hungrily. When the orgasm passed, Stacy shifted her cunt. She pressed against his chin, and Frank found his mouth sucking at her asshole. He thrust his tongue against the tightness, and, to his surprise, her asshole opened and pulled his tongue right inside. His cock was throbbing with impending discharge, and Stacy was sucking so hungrily, he began tonguefucking her up the asshole.
Stacy groaned in delight, sucking with greed at his cock. She closed her hps about the swollen prick head, her tongue licking fast, her small fist jacking him swiftly. Frank lifted his ass, trying to fuck his cock deep into her hot, wet mouth. His balls swelled, and his asshole clung to her penetrating finger.
The gush of come juice roared out of his cock and spurted into her mouth. Stacy let out a muffled wail as her mouth filled. She licked her tongue across his spewing piss hole, licking in haste, swallowing hard as he came into her mouth. She pumped at his gushing cock with a tight fist, liquid sounds coming from her sucking mouth.
Time and again Frank came, flooding her eager mouth with the hot, creamy come juice.
The more he came, the better it seemed to satisfy Stacy. She sucked as if she couldn't get enough of his come juice. Her little asshole was squeezing at his tongue, and her cunt was exploding again with waves of fiery orgasm about his chin. She smashed her asshole hard onto his tongue. Frank was gasping for air, but kept his tongue racing in and out of her asshole.
As the final spurt of come juice erupted into Stacy's mouth, his ass slumped, driving her finger deep into his asshole. Stacy held his deflating cock in her mouth, resting on top of him. Frank found his chin pressing at her asshole, between the hot cheeks of her pretty little ass, sucking air harshly. As his cock turned soft, Stacy licked it gently, purring with delight.
"That's enough," Frank said, his prick sensitive. "Turn my cock loose for awhile, Stacy."
Reluctantly, she lifted her mouth, sitting up, her ass in Frank's face. He had to push to get her off. Stacy sat on the arm of the couch, giggling down at him.
"Wasn't that good, Frank?" she said. "You come an awful lot, but I didn't lose any. I swallowed it all."
Frank struggled up, sitting back on his heels, facing Stacy. He looked at her hairless cunt, at her perky little titties then her glowing face.
Stacy looked at his prick.
"Will it get hard again soon?" she asked.
"It won't take long," Frank assured her. "Why? You want more?"
"I always want more," she giggled. "You wanna fuck me next?"
"I'm always ready to fuck," he laughed. "Do you think we have enough time?"
"When my daddy takes a girl out, he sometimes stays all night long," Stacy said. "We have all the time we need."
She scooted from the arm and onto the cushions. Sitting next to Frank, she fondled his cock and balls, stretching his prick out, then playing with his balls. "Your come juice is good, did you know that? It's thick and hot and creamy. I loved having you come in my mouth, Frank."
"I'm gonna come in your cunt next," he said.
"Just as soon as I get your cock hard," she said, pounding her fist up and down with soft slapping sounds.
"Keep that up and it's gonna be hard damned fast," Frank said, watching her fist fly up and down. His balls swung with the force of her movement.
"You like fucking my ass with your tongue?" Stacy asked.
"It was nice," he said. "Tight, but nice."
"It made me come, you know."
"I know. I felt it squeezing my tongue."
His cock began to swell and harden in her fist.
Stacy giggled as she felt his prick harden, and jacked faster and tighter, watching the head swell smoothly.
"You're hard now," Stacy said. "Now you can fuck me."
She dropped off the couch to the floor, on her hands and knees. She waggled her perky ass seductively at him.
"Fuck me behind," she said. "I like to feel a cock fucking me in back."
Frank moved to his knees behind Stacy's wiggling ass. The cheeks parted and he gazed at her asshole, the tight asshole his tongue had been in. Reaching between her thighs, Stacy grasped his cock, rubbing the swollen prick head up and down the dripping wetness of her cunt. She made soft sounds of pleasures as she rubbed his prick up and down.
She positioned the swollen head to her cunt.
"Push," she said. "Push your cock in me!"
Frank held her small hips, looking down, seeing past the crinkle of her asshole, watching his cock as he pushed into her wet cunt. The cockhead spread the pink, hairless pussy hps, bringing a groan from Stacy. Frank paused, wondering if he had hurt her, but Stacy suddenly gave a backward lunge, sinking his cock deep inside her cunt.
"Oooo, that's good!" Stacy yelped, the muscles of her young cunt gripping his cock.
"Your prick feels real good inside my pussy! Come on, fuck me now, Frank! Fuck me real hard! I like it hard! Fuck me as hard as you can! Beat my ass . . . beat my cunt!"
Frank gripped Stacy's hips, and began to pound his cock back and forth, making wet slapping sounds. The harder he fucked, the more Stacy squealed. His balls swung back and forth, and Stacy placed the top of her head on the floor, peering between her parted thighs, watching his balls. She shoved a hand to them, catching them She held his balls as he ran his cunt in and out of the fiery tightness of her pussy. She twisted them, pulled them, urging him to fuck as hard as he could.
"Deeper! Fuck me deeper!" she yelled, rocking her ass. "Make your cock go deep in my cunt!"
"I'm going as deep as I can," he grunted.
"Ooooo, your cock is so hard ... I feel it in my pussy!" Stacy shook her ass furiously. "I wanna feel you come in my pussy, too, Frank! Come in my cunt . . . the way you did in my mouth! I love come juice! I love come juice squirting in my cunt and in my mouth! Oooo, give it to me, to my cunt!"
Frank could hardly stand the tight heat of her cunt. It seemed that her cunt was a velvety tightness of wet heat that seared the flesh of his i prick. His mother's cunt was always wet and tight, but Stacy's was even tighter, but just as wet. The way Stacy pulled at his balls was too much. They were loaded again, and the need to empty was strong.
"Stacy, I'm gonna come!" he shouted.
"Oooo, come!' she replied.
Hardly had the first gush of boiling come juice blown into her cunt than Stacy's orgasms exploded with him. Her cunt convulsed tightly, contracting about his gushing cock. Her little ass shook as she came, gurgles boiling from her mouth.
"Uh . . . uh . . . uh!" Frank grunted as his balls emptied into Stacy's hungry cunt.
Stacy felt his come juice seep from the stretched hps of her pussy, falling onto her wrist and hand. She strained her ass back against him as her orgasm burned itself out.
When Frank pulled his cock free, she turned and sat on the floor, eyes bright, and began to lick the come juice from her wrist and hand. When she had accomplished that, she cupped her cunt, rubbing, then lifted her hand to lick it clean.
Frank watched her. "You're really hot, aren't you, Stacy?"
She nodded her head, her blue eyes glittering as she rubbed at her cunt again, finding more fuck juices, then licked them from her hand.
Chapter Eight
Frank and Stacy were sitting on the porch in the swing. It was after midnight, and dark. The only light was from the full moon, which was bright enough. They had dressed, but Stacy had made Frank leave his fly open, and she fondled his cock as they waited for their respective parents to arrive.
"Wanna get sucked again, Frank?" Stacy said softly.
"They might get here anytime," he warned.
"I bet I can suck you off before they do," she teased, lowering her pretty face to his lap. She swirled her tongue about the head of his cock, then seemed to try and shove the tip of her tongue into his piss hole.
"You wanna get caught with my cock in your mouth, Stacy?" he warned.
"I don't care," Stacy said, her hps close to his prick. "I just wanna taste it in my mouth again."
"Your daddy won't let you stay here anymore," he said. "He might beat the piss out of you."
"He won't," Stacy assured him, running her tongue about the smooth cock head. "Daddy never spanks me."
"Maybe not, but he's never caught you with a mouthful of hard cock either, has he?"
"No," she conceded. "But I know he won't spank me, just the same."
"Then he might knock the shit out of me," Frank said, fearfully."
Stacy giggled. "He won't do that, either."
She closed her lips about his prick, sucking gently, enjoying the hot hardness against her hps and tongue. Frank wanted to make her stop, but he didn't want her to stop, either. He slumped in the swing, enjoying her cocksucking, since there didn't seem to be much he could do to stop her.
His cock swelled very hard inside her greedy little mouth. Stacy fished into his open fly an( pulled his balls out. Leaving his cock, she press ed her lips to his balls, kissing them and gurgling softly. Her wet tongue lapped at them, anc she tried to stuff them both into her mouth. She managed one, and sucked on that ball as h[ hand pressed his cock to her cheek. She lov[ the hard throbbing on her cheek, his ball in h[ mouth. She sucked so hard and strong, Fn felt a slight pain, but not a pain he didn'l welcome.
"Mmmm, even your balls taste good," Stacy whispered with her face in his lap. "I bet I could suck your balls and make you come."
"How?,f "By sucking your balls and jacking your cock," she giggled. "You can come on my face."
"Try it," Frank said, ready for anything.
Stacy began licking and sucking his balls, and jacking his cock against her cheek. She smeared the head of his cock about her flesh, her ear, even in her hair. Her tongue was wet and hot,. her mouth greedy as she sucked from one ball to the other. She pressed his throbbing cock hard against her cheek, her hand rubbing up and down.
Frank shoved his hand down Stacy's back, pulling her dress. Her panties had been left in- side the house, torn to shreds, useless. Her pretty ass seemed white in the light of the moon. He caressed her ass as she sucked at his balls, feeling along the hot ass crack and asshole, then down to rub at her hairless cunt.
Stacy mewled with rapture as she sucked at his balls, jacking his cock, rubbing his prick at her face. She arched her ass into his hand, searching with her asshole for a ringer. When Frank pressed a finger against her asshole, he felt it give way easily and quickly again. As tight and tiny as it was, Stacy's asshole opened willingly every time he touched it.
He plunged his finger into her asshole.
"Mmmmmm!" Stacy moaned. "Ohhh, fuck my asshole with your finger, Frank!" she gurgled into his balls. "Fuck my asshole . . . and Til make you come in my face!"
She pulled a ball deep into her mouth again, pumping frantically at his hard cock, making sure it was on her cheek. She wiggled her ass when Frank began to fingerfuck her asshole, going deep. He leaned toward her ass a bit, and found he could shove a second finger into her cunt. Stacy wailed about his balls as he started fucking her in the asshole and cunt at the same time, slapping his fingers in and out. She squeezed at his cock and sucked in a frenzy on his balls.
Frank knew he wouldn't last long. Being out- side on the swing, his balls, being gobbled by one hell of an eager and hungry girl, was too much for him.
"Stacy, I'm gonna come!"
"Mmmm!" she replied, sucking even harder on his balls, her small fist beating swiftly at his cock.
Frank plunged his fingers deep into her cunt and asshole, and Stacy wailed as she began to come. Her asshole and cunt clutched his fingers in sucking orgasm.
When Frank's cock spewed, Stacy groaned and pulled her head up slightly. She jacked on his prick, feeling the creamy wetness of his come juice splashing along her cheek, her neck. She darted her tongue out and licked it up the shaft of his cock, closing her lips around his piss hole. She sucked a few squirts into her mouth, then pulled away, taking the rest of his discharge all over her face. She used her palm to smear his come juice into her flesh, then licked at her hand.
"I told you," she giggled. "I love to have a cock come off in my face like that."
"I think you love to have a cock come off anywhere, Stacy," Frank grunted, exhausted.
"I do! Oooo, I do!" she giggled.
Her face glistened with come juice in the moon light, and some had gotten into her blonde hair near her right ear.
"You better go wash your faee before they get her," he warned. "You may not care if your daddy catches you, but I sure as hell do;" Stacy giggled. "I've got a better idea. Do you have to pee?"
Frank remembered his mother, how she had let him piss in her mouth, the way she had licked her tongue in the stream of his piss. She looked at Stacy wonderingly.
"Do I have to piss? What's that got to do with washing your face?"
"Because I wanna wash my face in your piss," Stacy giggled. "I guess you think I'm a terrible little girl, don't you?"
"No, I don't," Frank said. "If you wanna wash your face in piss, that's your business."
"Well, do you have to piss?" Stacy asked eagerly.
"I think I can."
"Ooooo!" Stacy said, jumping from the swing. She started to kneel before him, but Frank stopped her.
"I'll stand on the steps," he said.
Stacy skipped eagerly to the bottom of the steps as Frank stood on the porch. He held his cock, aiming it outward. Stacy stood below him, her face turned up to the head of his cock. Her eyes were closed, but the moonlight illuminated her eager young face.
"What are you waiting for, Frank?"
"You're going to get all wet," he said. He turned his cock to one side of her waiting body, and sent a golden stream of piss near her shoulder. Stacy gave a squeal as she shoved her face into the stream. She caught his hot piss in her cupped hands and washed her face in it. She cupped more golden piss and splashed her face in it.
Frank watched Stacy, finding her one hell of an enjoyable girl. He kept pissing in a strong stream, and wasn't in the least surprised when Stacy opened her mouth and darted her tongue into his piss, lapping and drinking. He saw her small body shaking, and listened to the whimpers she made.
"Are you coming, Stacy?" he asked.
"Ooo, yes!"
There on the walkway, Stacy lifted her dress to her waist, her white little ass flashing in the moonlight, lapping her tongue into his streaming piss, and came hard. She didn't seem to care if someone could see her.
His piss slowed, and, as he dribbled, Stacy twisted her face around and closed her lips around the head of his cock, licking at his piss hole to get the final drops of his piss in her mouth. Her small hands scooted about his hips and clutched at his ass, pulling his crotch tight into her face, his cock in her mouth.
When she began to suck his cock, he shoved her away gently.
"Stop it, Stacy," he said. "You want someone to see you sucking me?" "I don't care," she pouted. "You really get me turned on, Frank. I love your cock in my mouth. I want you to come in my mouth and piss in my mouth and fuck me in my cunt and ..." She paused and lowered her eyes shyly, her hands now behind her ass. She breathed softly for a moment, then said: "I wanna get fucked up my ass, too."
"You what?"
"I want you to fuck me in my asshole, Frank," she said in a low whisper. "I like to feel a cock, a real hard cock, fucking me in my asshole, too."
"Where did you learn all this, Stacy?" he asked. She was much too young to know everything she had done with him, but then he remembered she was about his age, and he had learned an awful lot from his mother.
From his mother . . .
"Stacy," he said softly, sitting on the step. "Are you fucking your daddy? Is that why you don't mind if he catches you with me?"
"I'm not supposed to tell," she said, shuffling her feet on the sidewalk, seeming very shy now.
"You can tell me," he urged. "Are you doing all these things with him?"
Stacy nodded.
Frank stared at her, trying to hold back laughter. He wondered what his mother would have to say when she heard this. He didn't get a chance to wonder for long. Car lights flashed around the corner, then pulled toward the curb. Frank hastily stuffed his cock into his pants, zipping his fly quickly. Stacy turned as her father and Sandra got from the car. The first thing Frank noticed was Jack's fly was still open. The second thing he noticed was his mother's mussed appearance.
Sandra and Jack came up the walk hand-in-hand.
"What are you two doing, waiting up for us?" Sandra asked.
"We thought at this time you two would be asleep." Jack smiled. He stopped near his daughter, his arm about her shoulders as he hugged Stacy to him. She was very short, and it seemed as if her head was a few inches beneath his armpit.
Sandra lifted on tiptoe to kiss Jack. "It's been a wonderful evening, Jack," she said. "I enjoyed myself."
Jack put his arm about Sandra, and Frank caught the quick feel the man gave his mother's ass. "You're terrific, Sandra," he said. "I hope I can keep seeing you."
"Of course you can," Sandra said. "And you can leave Stacy with Frank anytime."'She looked up at her son. "That's okay, isn't it, Frank?"
"Sure anytime," Frank said, grinning at Stacy, who was pressing her face against her father, but looking at him.
Sandra became aware she was standing in a puddle of wetness. She looked up at her son, her eyes holding a question. Frank gave his mother a nod and a grin. Sandra, her head turned from Jack, poked her tongue playfully out at her son. Turning back to Jack, she said, "Your fly is open, Jack."
But before Jack could close it, Stacy's small hand moved to the front of her father's pants, and she pulled the zipper up. Sandra looked at Stacy, then at Jack.
"Well, goodnight, Jack," she said, and kissed his cheek. "I'm exhausted and ready for bed."
She stood in the puddle of piss, watching him go to the car with his arm about Stacy's shoulders. Stacy had her arm around her father's waist, but just before they reached the car, she dropped her hand down and squeezed his ass. Jack jerked, shooting a glance over his shoulder at Sandra. She grinned at him, shaking a finger no-no, then turned to her son.
"It looks as if you enjoyed yourself, honey. What happened?" She pointed to the puddle.
"I pissed in her face," Frank said. "She wanted me to, Mom."
"Oh, she did? and did you get your cock up her little cunt, too?"
"I fucked her, Mom," he replied as his mother came up the steps. "I had to show her how to suck me off, though."
"Was she a virgin?" Sandra asked, taking her son's hand and leading him into the house.
"Fuck no!" Frank laughed. "She wants to get fucked up the ass next time. She's tight and hot and wet as hell, and crazy for cock."
Inside, Sandra began undressing. Frank watched, finding himself excited, as always, when he watched his mother undress. "Guess who she's fucking, Mom?"
"I don't have to guess," Sandra said, standing naked. "She's fucking her father."
"How did you know? Did Jack tell you?"
Sandra shook her head, cupping her tits in both hands tengerly. "He didn't have to; I saw how she zipped him up. He wouldn't have allowed her to do that if they weren't fucking."
"You get some cock tonight, Mom?"
"Oh, and how!" she wiggled her naked ass. "Is Stacy a"good fuck?"
"She's great, but not as good as you, Mom." Frank grinned, running a hand over his mother's swelling, shapely ass.
"Come and shower with me," she said, pulling his cock from his pants. "And tell me all about it. Did she really ask you to fuck her in the asshole?"
"Straight out," Frank said.
In the bathroom, under the soothing spray of the shower, Sandra fondled her son's cock and balls as he felt her up. "You know, I've had a big cock in me half the night. I've had a cock in my mouth, up my cunt, and Jack almost sucked my cunt dry, but I haven't had a nice hard-on up my asshole. You wouldn't be too tired to fuck me in the ass, would you, honey?"
She twisted in his arms, pressing her warm ass against his cock, wiggling playfully. His cock swelled against his mother's ass, between the cheeks.
"Mbwi, I guess you aren't too tired at all," she purred as her son pressed along the slit of her ass with a growing cock. "At least your cock isn't tired."
"Let's hurry and get on the bed," he said, wrapping his arms around his mother and clawing at her firm, full tits. "I wanna see how tight your asshole is."
Sandra giggled lewdly and stepped out of the shower. "Don't dry off," she said. "Let's stay nice and wet." .
Frank followed his mother from the shower, watching her ass sway suggestively.
Chapter Nine
Instead of climbing onto the bed, Sandra knelt on the floor. Turning toward her son, she lifted his cock and balls in her hand. Frank watched his mother, thinking of sticking his cock into her asshole.
Sandra licked and kissed about his cock and balls, nuzzling her face into them. Her eyes flashed up into his as her tongue licked the growing cockshaft, tickled the head of his cock. She pressed his balls against her chin, rubbing them there. The tips of her tits caressed his thighs, her nipples tingling.
"Mmmm," Sandra murmured in delight as she stroked his cock along her cheek, her chin. "I should suck it, I love it so much. Love your cock, I mean. But I love to suck it, too. I love the thick, creamy taste of your sweet come juice, Frank."
"Suck it, Mom," he urged. "Suck my cock just a little."
"Love to, honey," Sandra cooed, pressing her hps to his pisshole.
She ran the tip of her tongue about it, and when he started seeping, she moaned in delight. Taking her son's cock into her mouth, she sucked gently, yet hungrily. Soft moans of pleasure came from her as she twisted her hps about his prick, taking it deeper and deeper.
As the swollen cockhead brushed the back of her throat, she closed her hps tightly, working them. Her hands stroked up and down her son's thighs, about his ass cheeks. She gurgled with his cock deep inside her mouth, and, as her passion grew, she squeezed at the tight cheeks of his ass, her throat working on the smooth head of his cock. She pulled his ass cheeks apart, shoved them together, and finally moved a finger between them. She rubbed at his tight asshole while sucking on his cock, slowly pressing her finger into his asshole.
"Ahhh, Mom," Frank moaned as her finger moved slowly inward. "It's supposed to be your asshole, not mine.,, "Mmmm," she replied, her eyes turned up to look into his excited face, her mouth filled with his cock. "Mmmm."
She sucked back and forth on her son's cock awhile, working her finger in and out of his asshole. Sliding her other hand around in front, she lifted his swinging balls. Caressing them about her chin, she sucked even harder. She found it quite difficult to control herself. She wanted to suck furiously, to scrape her hot lips back and forth on his throbbing cock, to suck him desperately, to bring the creamy juice from his precious balls and into her mouth. Yet, as much as she wanted to make him come in her mouth, she was eager to feel that hard, throbbing cock sUding up her ass.
Arching her tits forward, but riding his cock with her mouth at the same time, she pressed her tits against her son's thighs, thrilling to the burning, tingling sensation. After a moment, she pulled off his cock, pulled her finger out of his asshole, and lifted her body high enough to take her son's hard cock between her tits.
"Fuck my titties, baby," she whispered. "Fuck mother's titties a little while. Oooo, honey, your cock feels so fucking good between my tits!"
Frank had pressed his cock between his mother's tits as she held them tightly. He hunched his cock up and down, watching the swollen head probe at her chin. Sandra tucked her chin into her neck, and as Frank arched his cock up, she kissed the piss hole.
"As good as this feels," she hissed hoarsely, "I want it in my ass, Frank. I'd love to have you come this way, fucking my titties, but I want it in my fucking asshole! Later, you can fuck mother's tits and come in my face, but right now let's stick it in my asshole."
She released him and twisted about on the floor. She leaned forward, but instead of falling to her hands, she pulled at the swelling cheeks of her ass, looking over her shoulder at her son with glittering, teasing eyes. Pulling the cheeks of her ass apart, she exposed her asshole. Frank, behind her, watched his mother's asshole crinkle invitingly. His cock throbbed, jerking up and down as he gazed at it. Sandra twisted her hips with taunting invitation for a moment, her eyes watching his cock.
Finally she leaned over on her hands. She lowered her head and shoulders to the floor, her enticing ass shoved into the air. Frank saw his mother's hairy cunt pooch from her thighs, the hps wet and gleaming in the light. The light-brown color of her asshole appeared erotic to him. He grasped his cock and squeezed, waiting awhile so he could stare at his mother's lewd position, her cunt and asshole exposed, available to him.
Sandra rocked her uplifted ass for her son's visual pleasure, knowing what he was feeling. She, too, felt it. There was a rumbling feeling of delicious sensations in her body. Her smooth, creamy flesh tingled and goose bumped with eagerness. She twisted her shoulders to rub her rubbery hard nipples on the carpet, increasing the sensation. Stretching her arms out above her head, she swayed her beautiful ass in the air.
"Do it now, Frank," she pleaded in a soft voice. "Shove your cock up my ass! Baby, baby, fuck mother in the asshole! Please, please, fuck my ass!"
"It looks awfully tight, Mom," Frank said, his voice husky. "Won't it hurt?"
"Maybe ... I don't know," she hissed. "But I don't care, either. I don't care if it hurts . . . just fuck my ass, Frank! I can take it! I can take your hard cock anywhere in me!"
Frank went to his knees behind his mother's ass. The ass cheeks were parted wide. He ran his hands over the ass cheeks, again amazed at the smoothness of her unblemished flesh. He rubbed a fingertip about her asshole, watching it pucker. He stroked her cunt, the hairy pussy lips. Then he leaned forward and kissed his mother's ass. He moved his hps from one cheek to the other, darting his tongue in to lick and taste. Sandra gurgled in pleasure, waggling her ass eagerly.
When Frank dragged the flat surface of his tongue across the juicy slit of her cunt, up to twirl his tongue about his mother's asshole, Sandra squealed and shoved her ass into his face. Frank lapped his tongue about her asshole, his hands resting on her hips.
"Oooo, lick my asshole, Frank!" Sandra grunted, arching back tight. "Lick mother's asshole! That feels so good! Your tongue is so fucking wet and hot!"
Frank opened his hps, then pressed them around his mother's asshole. The heat of her inner asscheeks burned at his face as he sucked. He sucked hard on her asshole, sucked so hard Sandra wondered if her son was trying to suck shit from her. Then his tongue pressed and Sandra gave out a soft, low whimper.
"Ooooo, baby! That's good! Ohhh, Frank, your tongue in my ass, my asshole! Tongue my asshole, honey! Ahhhh, fuck me up my ass with your tongue, darling!"
Frank fucked his tongue in and out, his cock now so hard he wondered why his prickshaft didn't burst. As he tonguefucked his mother up her asshole, Sandra managed to shove a hand between her thighs and clasp his cock tightly. She tried to jack him, but her reach wasn't long enough. Feeling his mother's fist around his cock, Frank began to fuck. Fucking her fist and tonguing her asshole caused his balls to draw up, writhing with a painful kind of sweetness.
"Don't come!" Sandra whimpered, holding his throbbing cock as tight as she could. "Please, don't come! I want it up my ass when you come! Oooo, Frank, do it now! Shove your cock up my asshole now, baby!"
Frank pulled his face out of her ass, licking at his hps. Her asshole winked at him. Sandra released his cock as he lifted upward. Taking hold of his prick, Frank rubbed the swollen cockhead up and down his mother's crotch, from her cunt to her asshole. He pressed his cock into her pussy, sliding in slowly. Sandra wailed with the stuffy feeling, shoving her cunt back against him. She whipped her upturned ass from side to side, her breath coming in swift gasps of delight.
"My ass!" she screamed at him, shoving her hands to her ass cheeks and pulling them farther apart. "You're supposed to be fucking mother in the goddamn asshole, Frank! Please, ram your hard cock up my hot asshole!"
"Okay, Mom," Frank grunted, yanking his cock from her cunt with a wet sound. He lifted his prick, placing the swollen head against her tight asshole. He felt the heat of his mother's ass before he shoved inward. He pressed lightly, watching her asshole sink before the pressure. Sandra, feeling it, began to sob with eagerness. She held her hips still, letting her son take his time. She wanted him to fuck forward hard and fast, but, on the other hand, that could hurt like hell. His cock was slippery from her cunt and the head entered her asshole easily. Sandra felt her asshole stretching wide, wider than ever before. With the cockhead up her asshole, she became doubtful that she could take the full, thick length now.
Yet, she was going to try.
If Stacy, as young as she was, with her tiny asshole, could take a hard cock there, so could she, Sandra told herself.
She sobbed softly as she felt her son's cock throbbing inside her asshole. The head felt larger than it looked, and her asshole was so very stretched. The slight pain she had felt when he shoved the head of his cock into her was gone. There was now a tingling feeling.
"More!" Sandra cried out. "Shove more in me! Ohhhh, baby, shove more cock in my ass! I can take it! I want to take it! Give me more cock!"
Frank gripped his mother's hips with strong fingers, his eyes glassy as he watched her asshole stretch around his cock.
"You're tight, Mom," he gasped. "Your asshole is so damned tight!"
"I know!" she groaned. "But I can take it!
Ram it to my ass, Frank. Quick " . . just ram it up my asshole!"
Frank fucked forward.
Sandra screamed.
His cock was fully buried into his mother's asshole. He felt her asshole squeezing, flexing on his prick. Sandra's scream turned to sobs, but they weren't sobs of pain. The sudden stuffing of her asshole had triggered an unexpected orgasm. Her cunt was convulsing powerfully, causing her asshole to suck hard at his fully imbedded cock. His balls were smashed against her hairy, juicy cunt.
"Oooohhh, baby!" she hissed, her head lifted high, her eyes closed as she trembled with the strong orgasm. "I'm coming already . . . and you haven't started fucking me! Oooo, it's wonderful!"
The orgasm faded slowly, and Sandra wiggled her ass. She found her wiggling enhanced the sensations, and twisted her uplifted ass on his cock. Frank was rigid with pleasure, his eyes glazed as he looked at her ass, his cock totally inside.
"Hold still!" Sandra groaned. "Don't move!"
Frank couldn't move anyway. He was overcome with the tightness and searing heat of his mother's asshole.
Moving slowly, Sandra pulled her ass for- ward, feeling his cock sliding out. But just before the swollen head popped free, she rammed her ass backwards, driving his prick deep into it again. Sandra speeded up, moving her ass back and forth, fucking her son's cock with her gripping asshole. She gasped, sobbed, and cried with this unexpected ecstasy. If she had known it would feel this good, Sandra would have taken Frank's cock into her asshole before.
She rammed her ass back and forth, feeling her son's balls slapping at her cunt. She tipped her head so she could peer between her thighs. The idea came to her clearly, and she clasped his balls, pressing them at her cunt. She shoved her ass tight onto his cock, to the very base of it. Then, with a gurgling sound, she stuffed Frank's balls into her fiery wet pussy.
"Oooo, I've got your balls in my cunt!" she whimpered. "Oh, Frank! Your cock is up my ass and your balls are in my cunt! Don't it feel good, baby? Do you like this?"
"Yeah," Frank grunted, feeling his mother's cunt drawing at his balls, her asshole sucking on his cock.
"Fuck my ass, Frank!" she hissed. "Fuck me up my hot asshole! I'll keep your balls in my cunt!"
Frank began to make short stabs into his mother's asshole. Sandra held her hand on his balls, keeping them inside her pussy. The sensation was terrific, and she gurgled as his cock burned and stretched her ass.
"Oooo, fuck that ass, Frank! Fuck that hot asshole! I can learn to like this! Ohhh, yes! I could learn to love a cock up my asshole!"
"Are you gonna come again, Mom?" Frank gasped, fucking his cock in and out of her ass. His lower stomach slapped at the spreading ass cheeks softly. "Is this gonna make you come again?"
"Ohhh, yes! Ahhh, shit . . . yes!"
Frank thrust as hard as he could, fucking his cock as deep as possible into the tight confines of her fiery asshole. His balls were enveloped by the slippery wet heat of her cunt, intensifying his ecstasy.
"Harder! Faster!" Sandra cried. "Go deep! Ohhh, baby, ruin my fucking asshole! Rip mother's hot fucking asshole with your sweet, hard cock!"
A scream of sheer ecstasy came from her when her cunt began to contract with orgasm again. Her hairy cunt lips clutched and squeezed his balls, as if trying to suck them all the way into her body. Sandra lifted her head, eyes clamped tightly shut, her orgasm shuddering through her, making her body shake. Her asshole clenched like a powerful fist about Frank's cock, gripping harder than her hand ever could.
"Ooooooo, I'm coming so fucking hard!" Sandra wailed. "Ohhh, more, more! I can't stand it ... it feels so fucking good! Ahhh, Frank, Frank! I can't stop coming ... I don't want to stop coming, ever!"
Time after time, Sandra came. The orgasms were very tight, and they were becoming unbearable. The ecstasy was more than she had ever experienced in her life.
But the orgasms began to fade, and Sandra dropped her head and shoulders back to the floor. She was very weak, her flesh shivering as the glow of the intense orgasms rumbled softly now. Frank, now that his mother's asshole wasn't squeezing his cock, began to fuck her again. His balls had slipped from her cunt when her hand moved away, and were once more slapping at the hairy hps.
"Oooo, yes, honey," Sandra whimpered. "It's your turn now. Fuck me until you come, baby! I don't care if my asshole is raw and sore. It's your turn to come . . . fuck me, Frank."
She held her ass up in the air for him, although her legs were shaking. She felt his hard cock throbbing deep inside her asshole. It seemed as if her asshole could accommodate his cock better now, and the feeling was just as good. The shaft of his hard cock rubbed along the ring of her asshole, and his balls began to beat faster upon her twitching, hairy, juicy cunt.
"Shoot up my asshole," she whispered throatily. "Come up mother's asshole, Frank. Fuck my ass and fill it with hot, sweet come juice. Burn my hot asshole with come juice, baby. I can feel your cock. Come in mother . . . come in mother's tight asshole!"
Frank lunged powerfully, fucking his cock hard as his balls became tight. He gasped with each plunge, banging against her ass cheeks, making them jiggle.
"I'm about there, Mom!" he choked.
"Oh, yes! Hurry and fill my fucking asshole!"
"Here it . . . comes!"
Frank fucked hard and deep, his cock buried to the base, his balls pressing hard at her cunt. The gushing throbs of his cock sent powerful squirts of come juice boiling into her asshole. Sandra wailed as she felt spunk splashing the satiny walls of her ass. Her asshole felt each throbbing spurt, and his balls pressing on her cunt served to make it feel even better.
"Uh . . . uh . . . uh!" Frank grunted as he squirted time and again into his mother's receptive asshole. His body shook as he gritted his teeth. The gushing come juice slowed, then dribbled to a halt. He started to pull his cock free, feeling the need to sit or he down.
"No, don't!" Sandra yelped before he pulled free. "Leave your cock in my ass. I want to feel it go soft in my asshole, Frank."
She rested her head on the carpet, her asshole still high. Frank leaned onto her ass, gasping heavily. His cock deflated into softness up his mother's asshole. Sandra flexed the ring of her asshole, squeezing her son's cock as if she wanted to drain more creamy come juice from his precious balls.
She felt and heard his breathing becoming somewhat normal, and she waggled her ass. She giggled softly.
"What's funny, Mom?" he asked, starting to pull his cock out again.
"No, don't take it out," she gasped. "Leave your cock in my ass."
Frank paused. Looking down between the cheeks of her ass, he saw only the head of his cock was inside her now.
"Piss in my ass, baby."
"Piss in your . . . ass?"
"Please, Frank," she whispered. "I want to feel you pissing up my asshole. Give mother a piss enema ... a nice, hot piss enema."
"I don't know if I can," he said. "Your asshole is kinda tight, Mom."
"You can do it, Frank," she urged. "Try it! You can piss in my asshole! I know you can!"
Frank strained, but nothing happened.
"Try harder!" Sandra cried.
This time, Frank managed to send a short spurt of piss into his mother's asshole. Sandra felt it, and squealed.
The gush of piss grew in strength, and then he was pissing strongly. Sandra yelped and gurgled as she felt her asshole filling with her son's scalding piss. It was different than when Jack had pissed in her cunt, but just as good. By the time Frank finished pissing, she felt as if she was flooded with piss.
"Now, take your cock out," she said urgently. "If you don't, you're going to be awfully messy."
Frank pulled his cock out, and Sandra quickly cupped her asshole with her hand, scrambling to her feet and hurrying into the bathroom. As she sat on the toilet, she giggled.
"The best fucking enema in the fucking world," she called out to Frank. "How is my ass, darling? Do you like fucking mother up the asshole?"
"It's great, Mom," Frank replied, stretching out on her bed. "Next, I'll fuck Stacy in her little ass. I've got to see who has the tightest and hottest asshole."
"No fair," Sandra called back. "Stacy is young and small and she must have a tighter asshole. You can't go around making comparisons, Frank. It's not fair."
"Just kidding, Mom," he laughed.
Sandra sat on the swing with Jack. She snuggled close to him, her hand resting on his cock and balls. Frank was inside with Stacy, and she wondered if they were fucking.
Jack had made an offer again to buy her house and Sandra had refused again. She wouldn't sell it, she told him. The sun had gone down, and the street lights were coming on. They were sheltered by the tall shrubbery, but they could see the sidewalk.
"How long have you been fucking Stacy?" Sandra said, giving his cock a squeeze.
Jack wasn't surprised at the question. He asked, simply, "How did you know?"
"I saw her zip up your pants the other night," Sandra said, opening his fly and pulling his cock out. "No daughter would do that for her father unless she was quite familiar with what he had inside."
"I guess it's been a while," he said, sliding his hand into her blouse, cupping a firm tit. "She's such a hot little ass, I had to do something. I didn't want her getting fucked by every kid on the block. If I didn't cool her little cunt off with my cock, there was plenty of horny little bastards that would."
He looked down at her hand as she slowly manipulated his prick, bringing it into hardness.
"Does it bother you, Sandra? If it does, I guess we have to stop seeing each other. Stacy is all I've got left in the world, and I won't give her up, not even for you."
"I understand, Jack," she replied, rubbing her thumb over the tip of his prick, feeling the wetness of his piss hole. "I don't have anyone but Frank, either."
She lowered her face, wiping her tongue across the smooth flesh of his cock. She probed at his piss hole, licking up the seeping fuck juices. She pulled the big head of his cock into her mouth, sucking gently and tenderly. She drew one leg up on the swing, and Jack pulled her skirt to her waist. He looked at her hairy cunt as she sucked on his prick.
"You're brave, Sandra," he said softly.
"Oh?" she murmured about his cock. "How do you mean that?"
"The first time I saw you," he said, running his hands through the thick tangle of her cunt hair, "you were sitting out here. I saw your cunt before I saw your face. And now you're sucking my cock, and Stacy and Frank are just on the other side of the wall."
"I don't care," Sandra said, licking her tongue about his prick.
"They might see us," he reminded her.
"I don't care if they do," she replied, stuffing his cock into her mouth.
"You don't?"
He felt her shake her head, her hps pulling on his prick. She lifted her mouth and looked up at him. Jack pulled her head to his face, kissing her hps, sliding his tongue past her teeth. Sandra sucked at his tongue tenderly. Finally she pulled her face away.
"Frank has been fucking your daughter," she said.
"I know," Jack replied. "Stacy told me all about it."
"You don't mind?"
"Why should I mind?" he said, grinning. "I need help with her hot little cunt sometimes."
"You know that I've been fucking him, too, don't you?"
"I suspected it, Sandra."
"Two of a kind, aren't we?" she said, giggling softly as she pumped her fist on his prick. "Do you think they're fucking now?"
"If I know Stacy, and I do know my daughter, then they're either fucking or sucking each other."
Sandra looked at his cock. Although the light was dim, she could still see how thick and long his prick was. "Stacy told Frank she fucked in the ass. Did she really get this monster in her little asshole, Jack?"
"Easily," he chuckled. "It was her idea, not mine."
"I'm surprised your cock didn't tear her apart," Sandra said. "It hurt me when Frank fucked my asshole, and his cock isn't as big as yours."
"When Stacy wants something, especially cock, she manages very well," Jack said.
"A girl after my own heart," Sandra said. "Let's look in on them. I wouldn't want those kids doing anything I wouldn't do."
Sandra noticed that Jack didn't stuff his cock back into his pants. His prick stuck out in full hardness. She took his hand, and theyentered the house.
Frank was lying on his back on the floor, his clothing a tangled mess near the couch. His cock stood straight up in the air. Stacy was on her hands and knees between his legs, her pretty face pressed into his balls. She, too,.had taken her clothes off, and her sweet little ass jutted in the air.
Frank saw his mother and Jack as they came in and started to push Stacy's face out of his crotch. But Stacy had seen them too, and refused to move. She licked at Frank's balls, then lifted her head, giggling.
"Look, Daddy," she said. "I can suck Frank's cock all the way."
She gulped Frank's cock into her mouth, sliding her lips almost to the base, her young eyes sparkling at her father.
Jack grinned at his daughter, his hand pulling up the back of Sandra's skirt. He cupped her naked ass as they stood there watching Stacy sucking Frank's cock. Sandra, with a smile on her beautiful face, wrapped her fingers around Jack's cock and began to jack him slowly as he fondled her ass.
"They look so beautiful together," she whispered.
"Stacy always looks beautiful when she has a mouthful of hard cock," Jack replied. Sandra gazed at the little girl, seeing her small lips stretched about her son's cock. She whimpered softly with increasing desire as she watched Stacy sucking up and down. She squeezed Jack's prick hard, and with a soft gurgle, went to her knees in front of him. She swallowed his thick cock hurriedly, making wet sounds as she sucked almost frantically. From the corners of her eyes, she kept watching Stacy sucking Frank's cock. She was kneeling close to her son's body, and Frank reached out, sliding his hand up his mother's skirt, between her smooth thighs. Sandra opened her legs as she kept sucking at Jack's cock, letting her son push his hand to her naked cunt.
Over the top of Sandra's head, Jack saw what Frank was doing, and winked at the boy.
"Sit in Frank's face, Sandra," Jack suggested. "Sit your hairy cunt in your son's face."
"Mmmmm," Sandra purred. She jerked her skirt to her waist, her naked ass gleaming. She drew her feet up until she was squatting, arching her ass over her son's face. As she lowered her hairy pussy down, Frank opened his mouth and began to suck and lick at his mother's cunt. Sandra squealed and stuffed Jack's cock back into her mouth. She began sucking him in a frenzy while grinding her cunt into Frank's mouth.
Stacy, sucking up and down on Frank's cock, gazed at Sandra's naked ass as she bounced into Frank's face. Her eyes lifted to her father's face, and he winked at his daughter. He held Sandra's head in his hands, fucking slowly into her mouth. Sandra gripped Jack's ass through his pants, squeezing the ass cheeks. Then she drew her hands to the front of his pants, opening them and dragging them down his hips and legs until he stood naked from the waist down. She held his cock in her mouth all the time, swinging her cunt into her son's face.
"Eat her pussy, Frank," Jack called in a thickening voice. "Suck your mother's cunt, boy! Your mother is the world's best cock-sucker, you know." He watched his daughter struggling on Frank's cock. "And you're going to be as good, Stacy. Suck his cock deep, honey! You can do it ... I know you can suck his cock deep!"
Stacy gurgled as her mouth raced up and down Frank's cock. She darted her eyes from Sandra's grinding naked ass to her father's prick fucking into Sandra's mouth. It excited her young senses to see her father getting sucked by this beautiful woman, excited her to have Frank's cock in her mouth at the same time, excited her to see Sandra grinding her hairy cunt into Frank's mouth.
Frank shot his tongue into his mother's cunt quickly, cupping the cheeks of her ass so she wouldn't crush his face in her eagerness. Now and then, as his mother squirmed into his face, he caught a peek of her mouth stretching about Jack's cock. Seeing his mother's mouth stuffed by a cock that wasn't his sent his own prick into trembling hardness. He began to hump his hips up and down, fucking into Stacy's tight, hot mouth. This brought a squeal of delight from Stacy.
Jack was the only one able to talk. He watched his daughter sucking hungrily on Frank's cock, his eyes glazed in desire. "Suck it up, baby!" he urged. "Drink his cock dry! Suck that hard prick, Stacy! Make him come off in your greedy little mouth!"
Sandra listened to him urging his daughter. She struggled as hard as she could on Jack's thick cock, sucking as powerfully as possible. She twisted and squirmed her cunt into Frank's sucking mouth, feeling an orgasm swelling hotly. She whimpered around Jack's cock as her cunt convulsed. She pressed into Frank's face, feeling his tongue licking at the juices. She sucked frantically at Jack's throbbing cock, wanting to make him come as her cunt contracted. She listened to the gurgling sounds of Stacy, also trying to suck come juice out of Frank's prick.
Jack held her cheeks in his palms, ramming his cock in and out of her mouth, fucking her mouth as if it were her cunt.
"Suck hard, Sandra!" he growled. "You've got a hot, wet mouth! Make me come . . . draw the come juice out of my balls."
Sandra was trying to swallow his hard cock as her cunt kept exploding into her son's sucking, licking mouth. She began to whimper with frustration.
"Get ready!" Jack shouted. "I'm going to let it go!"
The burst of thick come juice splashed so quickly and powerfully at her throat, Sandra almost choked. She strained hard and began to swallow with each gush. But then Jack pulled his spewing cock from her mouth and began to jack off swiftly. Sandra cried out, lowering her face, turned upward. She opened her mouth wide, and Jack finished himself by jacking off into her mouth.
Frank pushed at his mother's ass, twisting his smeared face toward Stacy, who was sucking up and down in a frenzy, her blue eyes shining as she watched her father jack off into the mouth of Sandra. The friction of Stacy's tight, hot hps was causing his balls to throb.
"I'm gonna come, Stacy!" Frank shouted.
"In her cocksucking mouth!" Jack urged. "Come in her fucking hot mouth, Frank! Stacy loves it that way! Shoot off in her cocksucking mouth!"
Sandra's mouth was filled with the creamy sweetness of Jack's come juice. She swallowed it hungrily and turned to watch Stacy finishing off her son. Stacy's eyes rolled dreamily as Frank unloaded into her mouth. Her slim throat worked to swallow the thick volume of come juice, but it still seeped from her tight lips, running over Frank's balls.
Sandra couldn't resist it.
She scooted to her son, shoving her face close to Stacy's. She darted her tongue into the come juice on Frank's balls, her knees pulled under her body, her ass up. Jack flung her skirt up over her ass to net waist, and buried his face into the split of her spreading ass cheeks. He ran his tongue directly up Sandra's asshole, fucking with quick flicks of his tongue. Sandra arched her ass backwards, lapping at the escaping come juice from Stacy's stretched hps.
"Enough!" Frank shouted, pushing Stacy's mouth off his cock. He turned away, sitting up swiftly.
To his surprise, he saw Stacy twist about, spreading her slender legs wide and shoving her hairless cunt right into his mother's mouth.
Sandra, with Jack's tongue thrusting into her asshole, began to lick almost mindlessly at the young, juicy cunt of Stacy. Stacy leaned back, arching her pussy into Sandra's face, holding the back of her head.
"Suck my cunt!" Stacy wailed. "Suck my pussy ... eat my hot twat! Tonguefuck me in my snatch, my cunt!"
Sandra, almost out of her mind with delicious sensations, shoved her ass into Jack's face, his tongue plunging time and again into her asshole. She clutched at the small cheeks of Stacy's ass, her tongue fucking swiftly in and out of that tight, very wet, very hot cunt. The taste inflamed her mind. It was sweet and wet, and she was surprised at how soft a cunt was in her face.
Stacy began to bang her hips up and down, grinding frantically into Sandra's face. "Suck me . . . eat me! Make me come! I'm gonna fuck your cocksucking face until I come!"
Frank sat staring, his eyes enormous. Watch-' ing Jack with his face buried into his mother's ass, seeing her sucking so greedily at Stacy's cunt, Frank felt his cock lift again. Stacy was tossing her ass up and down, squealing loudly.
"I'm gonna come!"
Sandra, too, was coming again. Her cunt was bursting in tight waves of orgasm, Jack's tongue still plunging in and out of her asshole. She sucked at the delicious juices of Stacy's contracting cunt hungrily. Her body shook violently, and she was moaning into Stacy's cunt, her ass shaking as Jack kept up that rapid thrusting of his tongue.
With a drawn-out wail, she fell to one side, her knees drawn up to her tits, hugging them as she shivered and sobbed with ecstasy.
Nothing was said for a long time. They all were on the floor, in a sort of circle. Frank was sitting up, and Jack was leaning back, his cock still out of his pants. Stacy was on her back, legs spread, her hairless cunt shining wetly. Sandra had recovered and lay on her side, her skirt tangled about her waist. She had one knee up and wide, her hairy pussy on luscious display. She had lowered her blouse, letting her tits stick out.
Frank was staring at Stacy.
"You meant it when you said she was a hot-ass, didn't you, Jack?" Sandra asked. "When she gets going, she really goes. Stacy will shove her cunt anywhere, won't she?"
Jack laughed. "I told you. That little cunt of hers stays so fucking hot, she worries me sometimes."
"I see why," Sandra said, turning her eyes to that pink, hairless cunt. "And so young, too. But I think all three of us can handle it, don't you, Jack?"
"We can sure as hell try," he agreed. "It's a good thing you enjoy sucking cunt, Sandra. That will be a help."
"I've never had my face in a cunt before now," Sandra grinned. "But if all cunts are as soft and sweet as Stacy's, it won't be the last time, I can tell you that."
"But, Mom," Frank said. "I thought you liked a hard cock."
"I do, honey," she said, smiling at her son. "God, do I love hard cock, but a nice wet cunt is a change of pace."
"I gotta piss," Stacy said.
Sandra immediately turned to face Stacy. "Really?"
"I better hurry if I don't wanna piss all over the fucking floor," Stacy said, starting to get up.
"No!" Sandra said urgently. "Stay right there, on your back, and piss!" Stacy giggled.
"Do it, honey," her father said, sitting up. "Piss, baby!"
Frank recalled pissing into Stacy's face from the porch, and how his mother had drank his piss. He stared between Stacy's open thighs, watching her fine little slit. Stacy moved her hands down between her legs, spreading them wider and rifting her ass from the floor. She pulled the succulent lips of her cunt open, and sent a golden stream of piss into the air.
Sandra groaned as she saw it, and, before anyone was aware of her intentions, she flung herself around until she had her lower body pressing against Stacy's pretty little ass. Her hairy cunt was almost touching Stacy's pussy.
With a low whimper, Sandra felt Stacy's piss arcing up and splashing down onto her naked tits.
"Oooo, that feels so good!" Sandra squealed, pressing her tits together as Stacy's golden hot piss rained upon her nipples. "I love it . . . ohhh, Stacy, piss on my tits, piss all over me!"
Then Sandra began to piss. The stream splashed from her hairy cunt, shooting high and falling back onto Stacy's body. Soon, the small titties were drenched, and Stacy was gurgling happily. As Sandra's stream became stronger, Stacy squirmed until she was catching the hot piss in her face. Her little mouth opened, and she felt the piss splash in. She gurgled with delight as her hair was soaked in piss.
Sandra turned loose of her tits and clawed the hps of her hairy cunt wide apart, sending a hot stream of piss all over Stacy's writhing young body and face.
"Piss on us!" she screamed. "Frank, Jack . . . piss on us, please!"
"Yes, Daddy," Stacy gurgled. "I want you to piss on us, too."
Jack looked at Frank. Frank grinned at the man, and they got to their feet. Frank stood above his mother's eager face and Jack aimed his cock into his daughter's face.
"Now! Piss . . . piss on us!" Sandra screamed.
Frank let go, sending a strong stream of piss into his mother's face, watching Jack as he let go into his daughter's face. They pissed into the open, thirsty mouths of the squirming females, then without a word, they changed places. Frank began to piss into Stacy's mouth, and Jack was squirting strongly into the gasping, hungry mouth of Sandra.
The two bodies, drenched in piss, shook and shivered. Sandra shoved her cunt into Stacy's, and they began to fuck and rub cunts together, still with open mouths, drinking the golden, steaming piss as it rained into their faces.
The way their bodies shook, it was obvious they were in the clutches of powerful orgasms.
Finished pissing, Frank and Jack shook the final drops of piss into the faces of Sandra and Stacy, then stepped back and watched as the girls rubbed cunts, making each other come time and again.
"Damn, that's something!" Frank gasped.
"That?" Jack laughed. "You haven't seen anything yet, Frank. Stacy is just getting started. You and I are going to be pretty fucking busy, I'd say."
"Yeah." Frank grinned, his cock starting to become hard, just as Jack's was.
