As she stood in the bedroom doorway watching her son peel out of his clothes, Tracy Martin gave a. shocked little gasp.
Clutching a forgotten load of laundry in her arms, she stared as young Dell threw off his shirt and tore his jeans down in a swift, determined motion, letting his stiff cock spring into the air.
"Oh my God!"
Tracy's voice came out in a small, choked gasp when she saw his rigid young prick swing nakedly up above a hefty sagging ball-sac, surging from its downy nest of thick brown curls and wagging wildly out in front of him. He kicked the jeans aside and flopped onto his bed.
It had all happened too suddenly, before she could react. She'd walked into her son's room without bothering to knock, without even the slightest thought of interrupting a scene like the one that met her now. Literally caught in mid-step, she could only stand there gawking with wide eyes as Dell reached down and grasped his engorged cock in a tight first, "Oh, oh yeah! Yeah, yeah!"
He gave a hoarse groan and began to pump, oblivious to the fact that his mother had just entered the room and was watching the whole thing. His fingers rode rhythmically up and down the swollen shaft of his teenaged prick with long, squeezing strokes, wringing it in gleeful abandon. His athletic body bucked off the bed.
Within moments his fist was pistoning along the veined length of his cock in an unleashed fury, whipping across its surface with harsh urgent pulls as he hunched upward in spasms to meet each down-stroke.
Standing there open-mouthed and gaping in horror, Tracy saw it all in that first instant of numbed realization.
And in that same instant, her stunned gaze riveted on the huge shaft of cock-meat in Dell's pumping fingers.
It had been a long, long time since she'd seen a man's cock, any man's cock. A widow of the past eight years, the voluptuous blonde had almost forgotten just what a big, stiff cock looked like. In fact, having long since resigned herself to the lonely existence of a woman without a husband around the house to satisfy her, she'd given up any hope of ever seeing one again.
But now, caught in a confrontation so abrupt and unexpected that she couldn't avoid it, Tracy found herself staring in astonishment at the massive prick surging out of her own son's hand.
Its enormous thick length pushed from the grip of his fingers, swelling into a bloated knob of bulbed flesh that held her attention, freezing her to the spot.
And even in the midst of her shock she felt a pang of unmotherly sensation shoot through her cunt, an electric current of response racing from a long-hidden part of her.
Dell's cock was the biggest she'd ever seen in her life, ever bigger than his father's.
Acting on impulse, she dropped her laundry to the floor and walked forward, letting out a pent-up breath.
"Dell! Dell Martin, stop that this instant! Just what do you think you're doing, young man? That's the most disgusting thing I've ever seen! Stop it, and I mean now!"
At first he didn't seem to hear, his attention totally focused on the scalding need that throbbed deep in his stiff prick.
Then his fist froze in mid-pump, and his body shuddered in a spasm of surprise. He twisted around to find his enraged mother towering over him, her face set in a wrathful glower and her blue eyes sparkling with a sharp glare of admonishment.
"Muhh, Mom!"
His eyes grew wide with surprise.
For a long moment they stared at each other in hesitant silence, neither of them quite knowing what to say next.
Finally Dell stumbled for words, his face flushing beet-red as he released his prick and let it flail into full view, stiff as a tree branch waving in a strong breeze.
"Mom, I, I didn't hear you come in! I was just, "
"I can see perfectly well what you were just! And let me tell you young man, you're not nearly as surprised as I am! Answer me, damn it! Beating yourself off like, like some kind of dirty little schoolboy! How could you?"
Astonished at the vehemence of her own words, she saw Dell's face scrunch with shame under her onslaught.
But at the same time she couldn't quite tear her eyes from the bloated teenaged cock that wagged and bobbed before her, so big and lush and tempting that its presence sent a shiver coursing through her.
"I'm sorry, Mom! I didn't mean to do anything wrong! It just sorta happened, that's all! I'm really sorry!"
"Sorry!" Trembling with confused emotions, Tracy cut off her son's abashed apology. "You didn't look very sorry just a minute ago when I stood at the door and watched you beating off! You didn't look one bit sorry until I stopped you! And as a matter of fact, I'm not so sure you're sorry even now. Just look at yourself, look at what you've done! That, that's simply disgraceful!"
Her glare turned to the spectacle of his still-engorged cock, driving her anger home with a frankness that had him blushing a fierce crimson in response.
By this time Dell was thoroughly mortified.
"Come on, Mom, it's not that bad! All the guys from school do it! It's not my fault if I get all, all tensed up like this! I just can't help it!"
The expression of pure embarrassment etched across his youthful face worked up a pang of sympathy within Tracy. He had a point, and they both knew it.
And at the same time, there was no hiding the sudden ache that pulsed deep in her long-unfucked pussy, simmering with a need of its own.
Making every effort to overcome her initial outrage, she answered in a slightly husky tone of mingled horniness and disapproval. "Well, it's wrong to do such a thing to yourself. And I don't care if all the other boys in town just beat themselves silly, I won't have any son of mine abusing himself that way! Do you understand me? Just look at what you've gotten started. Look at this!"
Her hand shot out and grasped his swollen prick, fingers circling around its rigid immensity in a tight grip. It was a thoughtless, automatic action. And it was a terrible mistake. Because as she stood there with her son's meaty young cock throbbing against her palm, Tracy felt a blast of fresh heat rip through her cunt with an intensity that made her gasp. The feel of his cock jolting in her hand was a sensation she hadn't known in years. It was all she could do to retain her motherly composure as she gave Dell's prick a sharp squeeze, making him gasp as well.
"Now do you see what you've caused? Really, you ought to be ashamed! And now that you've gotten yourself all excited and aroused like this, what are we supposed to do with you? Do you have any answers to that, young man?" Dell groaned, his eyes bulging wide as he gaped down at the sight of his mother's fist wrapped around his aching cock. His mouth opened and shut in wordless astonishment, as if he couldn't quite believe what he was seeing. Tracy realized that she'd gone too far. Everything had happened so fast, stirring up such an intense mixture of emotions inside her, that she'd simply gotten carried away by the presence of that lush slab of erect cock. She was Dell's mother, but she was a woman too. And it was the woman in her that shuddered with a ripple of pure arousal as she grasped that hard prick even tighter, feeling her pussy boil.
She couldn't seem to let go. For the first time in eight long years she found herself once again holding a man's stiff prick, totally aware of its thick shaft pulsing and twitching in her grip. She began to squeeze on its engorged length with a long stroking rhythm, riding her fist along Dell's fat cock-meat with thorough, milking tugs.
"Is this what it takes to satisfy you? Is this what I have to do to keep you from playing with yourself like some nasty, dirty little pervert? Answer me! Is this what you want?"
Her massaging hand rode up and down on his cock with an intimacy that turned Dell's reply into a gasp. Overwhelmed by the whole turn of events, he thrust instinctively at her fist. "Oh, oh Mom that, uhhh! Unngh!"
His eyes went glassy as he watched Tracy's fingers glide over his bloated prick, pumping from its nested base all the way up to the rim of its inflamed tip and back down again with increasing friction.
"Is that all you have to say, now that you've got me finishing what you started? Well, I suppose I should consider that at least some kind of an answer. And from the reaction I'm getting, I assume that means yes! All right, then. Since we've gone this far already, we may as well see it through to the end, just this once. Am I doing it the way you want, honey? Is this how you horny little boys like to have your cocks beaten off? It's been such a long time since I've done anything like this, I want to make certain I'm doing it right!"
She pumped his prick harder with each stroke. And all the while her gaze greedily devoured the prick that jolted against her fingers, its massive stiffness swelling even bigger as a glistening droplet of pre-cum oozed from the piss-hole.
Her pussy drooled more urgently than ever with the rich promise of jism that collected at Dell's cock-tip. The lips of her cunt flared apart beneath the confines of panties and slacks to let a gush of fuck-juices spill out, drenching her crotch with steamy arousal. Her pulse raced, and her mouth went dry. She clenched her son's cock so tightly that he groaned, thrusting beneath her grasp.
"Yeah, oh yeah, Mom, that really feels, uhh! Oh, yeah!"
Dell growled and arched off the bed to meet her hand. Totally overwhelmed by the whole chain of events that had taken place in the past minutes, he couldn't believe what was happening.
He was getting jerked off by his own mom.
His own mom!
And it felt fantastic!
As he thrust at her fist with growing fury, his balls began to swell. Everything had happened too fast. His cock ached to blast its pent-up jizz, throbbing with an urgency that he couldn't control.
Unable to hold back any longer, he cried out. "Oh, oh, Mom, I'm cumming! Cumming! Uuunnnnhhh!"
His youthful body bucked upward in a sudden surge of bliss, and his cock gave an explosive throb.
"Aaannngggh! Wuuuunnhh!"
Pumping harder than ever, Tracy saw it happen. She actually saw the first thick wad of cum arc out of his piss-slit and spurt across her bare arm. She saw a second geyser spew into the air in a long looping trail and splash over her fist.
A third jet of steamy jizz quickly followed, and a fourth and a fifth.
Her pussy melted in a gush of pure heat that no motherly pretense could hide. Mesmerized by the spectacle of her son's fountaining cock, she pounded her fist up and down the shuddering length of his cock-meat with all her might to wring every last glob of jism out of Dell's balls, until at last he sank back on the bed in a gasping, breathless heap.
His reddened prick continued to twitch in her cum-drenched fingers as she released a little gasp of excitement.
"There, I hope that satisfied you, young man! And I also hope you've learned a lesson from this episode! I, I certainly know I have, at any rate."
Giving his cock-shaft a last, lingering squeeze to milk the final drops of jizz out of it, she pulled her hand back.
"Now go take a shower and cool yourself off, and we'll both forget that this incident ever happened. Is it a deal?"
"Sure. Sure, Mom, anything you say."
Grinning from ear to ear in a mixture of frank relief and sheepish pleasure, Dell immediately got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. He yelped playfully and dodged away as Tracy gave his bare ass a loving slap.
"Ow! Okay, I'm going, Mom! I'm going!"
Then he vanished from sight, scampering lightly down the hall.
A moment later the muted sizzle of the shower burst to life, and from where she sat, Tracy could hear him humming.
She looked down at her arm and hand, still not quite able to believe the wicked thing she'd just done.
Gooey splatters of jism looped along her flesh, blatant evidence of her unmotherly actions.
And in her present state, the sight of all that sweet cum was more than she could stand.
She acted without thinking, responding automatically to the unleashed desires that seethed inside her.
Raising her spunk-slickened arm to her lips, she flicked out her tongue to capture a thick wad of cock-cream.
The first swipe of her moist tongue collected a huge glob of Dell's sticky jizz. She swallowed, feeling it dribble hotly all the way down her throat.
It had been years since she'd tasted cum.
Almost before she realized what she was doing, Tracy licked again and again. She greedily gulped up the splashes of jizz that coated her arm, unable to stop herself.
Then, with a small whimper, she slumped back onto Dell's rumpled bed.
There was no fighting off the wave of excitement that coursed through her now, melting away any last trace of inhibition. In a single fluid motion, she tore at the elastic waistband of her slacks and shoved her cum-lathered hand straight for the frothy hole of her hot pussy.
Her fingers plunged into the thick fur of her cunt-bush and slid along the gaping lips of her cunt. They groped wildly across the sensitive bud of her erect dit and gouged into the groove of her pussy-slit without the slightest hesitation, as she arched to meet them.
"Ahhhh! Oh, yes, yesssss that's, owwhhh! Unnnhhhh!" Tracy cried out with delight as one finger fucked up the sopping trench of her pussy-hole. The heel of her hand smashed hard against her clit, grinding the stiff, hooded button as she began to fuck two fingers in and out, pumping deep into her overheated cunt-hole. It was an awful, perverted thing to do. She hadn't masturbated since her high school days. And even in her wildest fantasies she'd never even dreamed that she might find herelf doing such a disgusting thing on her own son's bed, in the middle of a summer afternon, with Dell under the shower just a short distance away.
Hunching up in delirious abandon and fucking her fingers up her wet cunt with harsh stabs, she let all the suppressed needs of the afternoon's episode come pouring out of her in a sobbing, ecstatic wail of sheer bliss.
"Yesssss! Oh, my baby, that's it! That's so good! Do it to me just like that! Harder, harder! Aaaaahhhhh!"
Her voluptuous body quaked and humped in wild spasms as her fingers fucked up her cunt with increasing fury. Her free hand swooped up under the confines of blouse and bra to clutch at her large tits, her fingers clawing those big lush mounds and plucking at the swollen spikes of her inflamed nipples as she soared toward climax in a blind frenzy.
Within mere moments she was on the verge of an orgasm, her dazed mind reeling with the sharp image of Dell's exploding cock as she finger-fucked her pussy to an explosion of its own.
No amount of fingering could ever match the real thing. But in her present state of mind, Tracy was like a woman possessed. In her lust-hazed thoughts, it was Dell's vibrant young cock twisting and lurching inside her, fucking her to a completion she'd almost forgotten could exist. It was his luxuriant young prick that shot its precious load of jism deep into her long-unfucked pussy, filling her to the brim.
No longer bound by even a twinge of motherly repression, she soared to orgasm in a heaving mass of utter sensuality. Her body bucked off the bed, and her voice rose to a gurgling scream.
She came hard, writhing in a series of shudders as her climax ripped through her again and again. Clenching the turgid button of a fat nipple and fucking her cum-soaked fingers deep in the chute of her cunt-hole, she sopped up every fresh spasm of release, until at last they had all been worked out of her.
Then she sank back in sobbing rapture, her head lolling and her blue eyes fluttering as reality slowly seeped in once more.
Down the hall, Dell soaped himself up and hummed a song, unaware of the hot-cunted woman who lay trembling on his bed.
At last, temporarily sated, Tracy pulled both slickened fingers from her cunt and rose.
She straightened her rumpled clothing. Hastily walking out of his room and slipping downstairs to start supper, Tracy knew that the whole incident had been a terrible mistake.
It should never have happened at all. But since it had, her only alternative was to pretend it hadn't.
But as she went about her usual routine of preparing supper, Tracy could think of nothing else.
And all the while her pussy continued to tingle as a constant reminder.
Chapter Two
Though neither of them mentioned that episode throughout supper, its effect hovered in the air between them. Tracy could still feel her pussy aching, twitching with an unmotherly desire that her brief frantic fingering session had only temporarily appeased. From time to time she caught Dell watching her as if he wasn't quite certain the afternoon's events had really happened.
Both mother and son were unusually subdued, avoiding each other's eyes with mutual embarrassment as they ate in uncharacteristic silence. It came as a relief when Dell finally excused himself, hopped up from his chair, and scampered into the living room to watch TV.
As she went through the motions of clearing the table and washing up the dishes, Tracy tried to ignore the strange mixture of guilt and lust that simmered inside her. She tried to push the vivid image of her son's spurting young cock from her mind. She tried to shrug the whole incident off as a brief unexpected mistake which must never be allowed to happen again.
She tried to regain her motherly composure, hoping against hope that the ache in her pussy would simply go away.
But of course it didn't. And she couldn't force the memory of Dell's precious young cock out of her thoughts.
On the surface, it was just another quiet evening at home. Tracy settled into her favorite chair and leafed idly through a fashion magazine while Dell sprawled on the couch engrossed in an old western rerun, the two of them following their usual routines as if nothing at all had happened.
But the difference was there, all the same.
And even after the movie ended, even after Dell finally said a quick goodnight and bounded up the stairs to his room, Tracy could feel that difference gnawing deep in her pussy, stoking an ache that no number of mere finger-fucking sessions could ever satisfy.
She was turned on like a bitch in heat, and couldn't shut it off again.
At last she gave up trying and flicked off the downstairs lights, then headed up for bed, hoping that a good night's sleep might help.
After changing into one of her usual silky nightgowns, she slipped down the hall to the bathroom for a refreshing shower. The sharp chill of the spray soothed her a bit, and by the time she'd dried herself and once more tugged her nightgown into place, she almost felt like her old self again.
It was as she padded back toward her room that she caught the shaft of light peeking out from under Dell's bedroom door.
He was still awake, probably reading one of his silly spy novels, she figured.
Tracy reacted suddenly, without taking time to think. She swerved toward his door and rapped gently, then opened it and peeked in.
"Dell? Honey, am I interrupting anything? May I come in?"
Flopped in bed with a single sheet tangled over his lean body and a paperback fluttering from his fingertips, Dell jerked at her abrupt appearance. His head bobbed upright and he let out a belated reply.
"Oh, hi, Mom. Sure, you can come in. Is something the matter?"
The innocent expression of surprise and concern on his youthful face melted her heart a bit. But at the moment, her pussy was melting too. And Dell's unsuspecting response only urged her on as she swept in and sat down on his bed, trying to make her actions seem light and casual.
"Oh no, there's nothing wrong. It's just that, well, I thought you and I might have a little chat, that's all. About this afternoon. I mean, about what happened. Don't you think so too? I believe it's time we cleared the air. Dell, sit up here beside me so we can talk."
Caught unprepared for yet another unexpected confrontation with his mother, Dell finally nodded.
"Yeah, I guess so. Okay, Mom, if that's what you want."
Obviously embarrassed by the very mention of their earlier activities, he scooted around to sit beside her, his face turning a shade of pink as he clutched the sheet tightly to his waist.
It was instantly apparent that he hadn't worn pajamas to bed. His teenaged cock flopped loosely under the sheet. An extra shiver of excitement rippled through her pussy as she went on in a motherly tone, trying desperately to hide the heat that sparked inside her. "I don't want to keep you from your book, honey, so I'll make this as brief as possible. What happened this afernoon was ... well, it was an accident. It was all my fault, and it shouldn't have happened at all. Do you understand what I'm trying to say?"
Dell scrunched his face thoughtfully, still squirming a bit beneath bis mother's gaze. He shrugged, not quite knowing how to reply.
"That's okay. I mean, you were just kind of teaching me a lesson, that's all. There's nothing wrong with that, is there, Mom?"
From where he sat, Dell could see the huge swells of his mother's big tits thrusting forward, their enlarged nipple peaks poking hard against the flimsy fabric. He caught fleeting flashes of her voluptuous flesh beneath the gown's filmy cover, and could even make out the slight bulge of tufted cunt-hair that jutted enticingly between her thighs.
Before he could tear his eyes away, Dell felt his cock stiffen. It soared up beneath the sheet like a bucking colt, lurching into the air to an erection that couldn't possibly be missed.
Belatedly, he dropped both hands across his lap in a useless attempt to hide the effect his mother's presence had caused.
Tracy's eyes followed the motion, and went wide as she saw her son's prick balloon under the sheet, once again blossoming into the stiff hard-on she'd witnessed just a few short hours ago.
"No, there's nothing wrong with being taught a lesson. It's just that, ohhh! Why, Dell! There, you see? You're getting excited all over again, and it's my fault. I shouldn't have come bursting into your room the way I did. I'm the one to blame for what happened this afternoon. And now I'm to blame for getting you aroused all over again. Just look at the effect I'm having on you. Just look at that!"
She acted suddenly, taking them both by surprise. Her hands shot out and grabbed the sheet before Dell had time to do more than gulp.
She tore the sheet away with a jerk, and his naked engorged cock sprang into the open. Its massive swollen shaft bobbed and jolted in the air, sticking up from his thick nest of cock-fur and hefty young balls with a sheer enormity that took Tracy's breath away for the second time that day.
Caught completely unprepared for her own action, she gasped. After taking in the sight of that wagging, iron-hard cock for a long breathless instant, she finally managed to speak again in a voice that was almost a groan. "Just look! Look at what I've done to you! And no matter how much we try to deny it, I'm the one to blame! I, I suppose that by this time we both know what you need right now, don't we? And since I'm the one responsible for creating this situation in the first place, I guess I'm the one who'll just have to do something about it."
Before she'd even finished speaking her hand swooped out to capture that precious flailing slab of prick. Her fingers wrapped around it and instantly began to squeeze.
"Unnh! Oh, shit!"
Dell made a gurgling sound in his throat as she once more clenched his prick in a loving grip. It jolted even stiffer in her grasp, just as it had this afternoon.
And once again her pussy exploded in a flood of steamy juices, frothing up a lather of horny cunt-cream.
"Mom, I don't think, oh, ohhh!"
He tried feebly to protest, his young face wrenching in a turmoil of emotions. But he couldn't resist the possessive grip of his mother's fingers as they began to stroke up and down the length of his cock with blatant familiarity, gliding across its rippled surface and teasing him even stiffer.
"Now darling, you don't need to be shy in front of me anymore. After what happened earlier today, I don't think either of us has a reason to be shy at this point! Besides, you don't really mind all that much if I take care of this little problem of yours, do you? If you simply insist on being jerked off like a naughty little boy, isn't it better to have a grown woman do the job for you?"
She had a point, and they both knew it. Dell couldn't help but groan as her fist milked at his turgid prick, gliding up and down its engorged shaft with long loving squeezes.
His body had already begun to twitch, automatically responding to the intimate caress of her massaging fingers. He sank back on the bed in a glassy-eyed heap, hunching upward to meet the rhythmic strokes of her fist.
A thick white droplet of jizz oozed from his piss-slit and collected there in a heavy glob.
Tracy's mouth watered at the sight. The heady flavor of her son's jism still lingered on her lips. And now she found herself once again confronted with a clinging bubble of that sweet nectar, all ripe and ready for tasting.
She managed a hoarse laugh, barely able to conceal the unnatural hunger that churned inside her.
"Well, I can see that this isn't going to take very long! Goodness, this horny cock of yours is beginning to leak cum already! And we certainly wouldn't want it to go to waste, would we?"
She acted without thinking.
Her head swooped down and her tongue darted out. It swiped along the flared bulb of her son's prick-tip in a sudden greedy lap, capturing his jism with deft expertise.
"Ahhhh!" Dell gasped. His eyes bulged and his body gave an extra lurch as she lapped the cum from his piss-hole.
It rolled across her tongue in a gooey splatter, its musky tang burning all through her mouth and down her throat as she gulped at it with frank, eager need.
That single brief taste of jizz sent a pang of uninhibited pleasure coursing through her cunt. Licking her lips, she rose up to meet her son's stare. Her blue eyes sparked with a horny glint that she could no longer hide.
"Ummm, that's nice! Your cum's so sweet, baby. Just like this big stiff cock of yours. Do you mind if I get another taste while I'm at it? It's been such a long time since I've had the chance to taste a man's cock. And I can promise that you'll enjoy it too. Momma knows just what to do to make her baby's poor aching prick feel all better."
Without awaiting his reponse, she bent and licked again, swirling the pink moist probe of her tongue across his swollen cock-knob to make sure that not a trace of jism still clung to it.
Then she began to lap up and down the entire length of his rigid cock-meat, feeling its stiff rippled texture jolt against her tongue as she stroked and teased and caressed her way down to the furry nest of his balls.
Dell gurgled breathlessly, watching with awe as she licked across his fuzzy ball-sac until its wrinkled bag was lathered with saliva.
No longer restrained by even a pretense of inhibition, she tongued hungrily up his cock-shaft again, as if it were a huge stick of candy, tasting every precious inch of engorged flesh.
Almost before she quite realized it, Tracy's lips slid apart, engulfing his oversized cock-head with greedy, smacking appreciation. Dell's cock tip sank deep into her mouth, ballooning even stiffer as she rolled his massive cock-knob across her tongue and began to suck in earnest.
But with that first intimate taste of jism still clinging to her lips, she had no control left at all.
Instantly her head began to bob as she sucked more and more of his stiff, pulsing prick.
And all the while, Dell watched in rapt disbelief as inch after swollen inch of his prick slowly vanished into the wet hole of his mother's mouth. He bucked upward in response, forcing it deeper between her lips with a hoarse groan of approval.
"Oh yeah Mom, that, that feels great! It's even better than getting jacked off! Suck my cock! Suck it good like that! Yeah!"
Tracy groaned as well, releasing a stifled gasp as the last precious inch of his sweet young prick sank in.
It had been years since she'd taken a man's cock completely into her throat like this. And she'd never in her life taken one quite as big as the thick slab of cock that throbbed between her stretched lips now. The hunger inside her took over. She began to slide her mouth up and down that luscious teenaged prick with wet gulps of pure appreciation.
Within moments she was sucking Dell off with all the frantic need that bubbled in her pussy, slurping over his cock-meat in a frenzy. Her lips moved back and forth along his veined cock-shaft, milking urgently on it as he thrust even harder.
"Oh shit, Mom, I can't take much more of that! If you keep sucking me like that I'm gonna, ohhh, yeah! Suck me, suck me!"
His lean young body bucked, fucking his cock between her lips with jackhammer lunges. Groping down to tangle both hands in her blonde hair, he humped with enraptured glee.
"Ghuuuhhm! Mumppfff!" Tracy gurgled as that huge fat prick rammed deep into her throat.
Her pussy gushed a molten blast of fuck-cream as she gobbled her son's immense prick, pumping furiously across its surface. The spongy knob of his prick-tip shoved so deeply that it smothered her cries, muffling them into stifled moans of delight. Her tongue raced over his cock-shaft, tasting yet another glob of jism as his aching cock began to ooze with approaching release.
Dell couldn't resist the incredible sensation of having his cock sheathed up the constricted vise of his mother's warm, clutching throat. His balls were already boiling, sizzling toward eruption.
Clinging to her hair more furiously than ever and wrenching upward with unleashed ecstasy, he gave a warning cry. "Mom, I'm gonna cum! I'm really gonna cum, right into your mouth! Oh shit, yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeahhh! Aaahhh!"
There was no holding back any longer. Even as the cry tore from his lips, he bucked off the bed in a last shuddering arc, roughly jerking Tracy's head down in the same motion.
Dell's massive cock jolted between her lips, and the first thick jet of jism geysered down her throat.
A second spurt quickly followed, and then a third and a fourth.
She gulped eagerly, smacking and swallowing to capture each fresh eruption as blast after blast of jizz exploded across her tongue and rolled down into her tummy in huge, syrupy splashes of nectar. After all these years, she'd forgotten just how wonderful it felt to suck a man off. Now those memories returned with a vengeance as she pummeled her mouth onto his twisting cock-meat and sucked for all the cum he had, determined not to let a drop escape.
She kept sucking until at last he fell back on the bed, his eyes glazing over.
The last little splatters of cock-cream oozed from his pooched-open piss-slit as she wrung his softening prick to make absolutely sure that it was emptied.
Then, as the final beads of jizz drooled across her tongue, she let his reddened cock pop free.
She raised her head to see Dell grinning weakly at her, his athletic body still twitching a bit and his drained prick flopping wetly across his balls as he chuckled happily, no longer the least embarrassed.
"Oh, Mom, that was really something else! I, oh shit, I never felt anything like that before, ever in my life!"
Wiggling beneath her like a satisfied puppy, he didn't at first notice the glow that flickered in Tracy's shining blue eyes. When she spoke, her voice came out in a strange choked murmur that he'd never heard before. "Did you like that, baby? Did you like getting off in Momma's mouth and shooting your spunk all down into her tummy? Wasn't that much better than being jacked off?"
Grinning wider than ever, he nodded his head in agreement.
"It sure was, oh hell, was it ever! That was better than, than just about anything!"
"I'm glad, honey. I'm glad you liked it. But since we've gone this far already, I think it's time you learned everything, don't you?" Tracy slowly rose.
Her head was spinning with lust. Her pussy churned with a horniness that she couldn't suppress another moment. Even as Dell's orgasm-hazed attention focused once more on reality, she reached up and peeled her nightgown from her shoulders.
"Let's just satisfy all your curiosities about women while we're at it, shall we? Wouldn't you like to see what a real woman's body looks like, baby?"
The nightgown slithered from her voluptuous body and drifted to the floor, collapsing about her feet in a heap.
Her actions crashed in on Dell with a jolt. His jaw dropped, and a startled grunt rasped from his throat.
He blinked dumbly, not quite able to believe the sight before him.
"Isn't this what you want, lover? Well, take a good long look, because this is what makes horny little boys jack off, this is what makes cocks like yours get all stiff and sore! Look at me, young man! Just look!"
Dell looked. He swallowed hard, staring blankly at his naked mother.
Tracy smiled.
Chapter Three
"Well? Do you like what you see? Judging from the look on your face, I seem to at least have your interest! And I suppose that's a good beginning."
Trembling a bit from the sheer wicked horniness that quivered through her, Tracy had to chuckle at the expression etched across her son's handsome features. Dell's mouth hung Open, and his wide eyes gawked unblinkingly at the very first nude, real-live woman's body he'd ever seen.
Tracy was a sexy woman, and she knew it. Her lush naked tits jutted forward, their large creamy globes thrusting out for blatant inspection. The fat swirls of her nipples were already distended to rigid spikes of sensitivity, plumping out like a pair of ripe juicy cherries and just aching for attention.
Dell's shocked gaze riveted on those huge mounds, devouring them with open awe. He'd never seen a girl's tits before, except in pictures. "Oh man, oh man!"
Tracy's smile widened. Her cunt gushed with molten fury, splashing pussy-juice down her thighs. She moved forward with an undulation that made her immense tits bounce pendulously before him. He followed her motions, feasting on every bounce and jiggle of her enormous tits.
"I hope you appreciate the view you're getting, young man. I'm not used to showing myself off like this, you know. Does this satisfy your curiosity, or do you want more?"
Dell was too dazzled to answer. He could only ogle her fantastic tits.
"Well, at least you seem to appreciate a good pair of tits when you see them! You like my tits, don't you, baby? I suppose you'd like a closer look while you've got me like this. Here, is this better? Is this a good enough view for you? Take a good long look while I'm in the mood, because you just may not get another chance like this!"
In a sudden motion, she reached up and scooped both mammoth tits into her cupped palms, hefting them outward until her hard nipples practically brushed his face.
Dell made a loud gulping sound as those two puffy spikes of swollen nipple flesh were shoved right at him. His throat constricted, and his mouth went dry. The stiff textured peaks of his mom's nipples danced tauntingly before him, just inches from his lips. It was as if she was purposely tormenting him, daring him to react.
And she seemed to be enjoying her show more by the moment.
"This is what all you horny teenaged boys dream about, isn't it? A pair of nice big tits to grab in those hot little hands of yours, all ripe and ready for some action! You'd just love to dig your fingers into these, wouldn't you? Just look how stiff and hard my nipples are, how they're aching for attention, just the way that naughty cock of yours does! Wouldn't you like to rub the ache out of them for me, honey? Then why don't you go right ahead and do it? Don't be shy, just do it. Go ahead and feel my tits. Feel them. Do it, young man!"
The tone of her voice turned sharp and demanding, making Dell wince.
However, that was all the urging he needed. Utterly captivated by the blatant offer of those lush tits, he acted on an instinctive impulse that didn't give him time to think.
His hands seemed to fly up of their own accord. They- slapped against those meaty tits in a sudden swoop, sweaty palms smashing against the turgid swells of Tracy's nipples with an urgency that made her gasp. "Ahhhh!"
"Is, is this right, Mom? Does this feel okay?"
Sliding his fingers across her massive tits to caress the flaring spikes of both nipples, he heard his mother's response ooze out in a groan.
She wavered, reeling a bit as her son's hot fingers raked across her delicate nipples. Her pussy exploded in a burst of fresh fuck-juices, lathering between her thighs in ripples of pure, uninhibited heat.
"Feel them all you want, baby. Just feel how stiff you're making my nipples. God, that's nice! Now ... now pinch them for me. Give them a good sharp pinch to make them even stiffer, ahhhh! Oh, oh yes, that's just perfect! Do that, Dell! Do it just like that!"
Her voice rolled into a groan as he obediently captured the rigid shafts of her nipples between thumbs and forefingers and began to squeeze and pull on both inflamed buds.
A pang of sheer pleasure shot through her tits and coursed straight down into her cunt. It was a sensation she'd almost forgotten could exist, sweeping away any last inhibitions in floods of steamy need.
And even in the midst of his own overwhelmed astonishment, Dell could see the effect he was having. A hesistant grin flickered across his face as he tweaked her engorged nipples even harder, forcing a soft moan from his mother's lips.
"Ohhhh! Oh my God, baby, that feels so damned good! I want you to get your fill of my tits! I want to give you all you can handle! But women's tits are made for more than feeling. They're made for sucking, too. And that's just exactly what I want you to do now that you've got them in this condition! Suck my tits, Dell. Suck on my tits! Suck me!"
By this time Tracy's emotions were out of control, running wild throughout her long-denied body. Her naked tit smashed against his face, and her nipple plunged between his lips. He let out a miiffled gasp, taken by surprise despite all the day's events.
But at the same time, he reacted automatically to the hungry need that had once more begun to boil in his balls.
His mouth clamped into a moist vise around that puffy bud of tit-flesh. His tongue lashed across its bumpy surface, and felt it stiffen even more.
Before he quite realized it, he was sucking on his mom's engorged nipple as naturally as if he'd been doing it all his life. His lips pursed around it in a greedy grip, while his tongue whipped back and forth to make it all the stiffer. "God, yessss! Yes, oh my sweet darling, yes! Unnnnh!"
In that same instant Tracy gave a cry, pushing her tit forward for more. Her legs turned to jelly, and her pussy creamed so furiously that she could feel its excess dripping down her thighs.
There was no holding back any longer. She pushed at her son's face, forcing his mouth wider to take more and more of her burning tit. At the same time, she urged him on with a little wail, not making any effort at all to hide the need that churned inside her.
"Suck my tit, honey, suck it good for me! Suck it with all you've got! That feels so damned nice I, I can't stand it! Give my tit a sucking it'll never forget!"
Dell gave a stifled cry, slurping up as much tit-flesh as he could as the force of her thrust pushed him back onto the bed.
She clambered across her son's lean form in a determined crouch, straddling his nude body and cramming her tit down his mouth until he nearly gagged. Too much had happened already, too many dormant emotions had been tapped.
"That's it, oh God, that's it, do it! Milk me, baby! Milk my tits for me just the way you would if I was one of your hot-cunted little girlfriends! Milk the hell out of them, damn it!" Swinging both her now-glistening tits across his face as he slurped first one and then the other, she was far beyond any of the normal instincts and inhibitions that, until today, had been a part of her nature.
And with all that tit-flesh slapping into his mouth and dragging across his cheeks, Dell was affected as well.
His cock jolted into the air, regaining its full enormity beneath Tracy's unmotherly onslaught. It snaked upward into rigid stiffness, slithering and flopping between his mom's slick thighs.
Its red bloated knob pushed through the matted fleece of her wet cunt-bush and gouged against the molten gash of her pussy with eager, thrashing abandon.
Tracy's voice soared into a peal of delight as she felt the thick meaty prick-tip slide along the greasy folds of her cunt. An extra gush of pussy-juice splashed across its sensiive surface as she instinctively revolved her hips, rubbing her cunt hard against that massive post of flesh. "Fuuuuhhhhm!" Dell groaned, and began to thrash.
His engorged cock-knob lodged at the flared entrance of her pussy mouth, sliding easily between its pink, gaping lips.
That first press of a man's stiff prick against her cunt was like the stab of a hot poker searing all the way up into Tracy's womb. She'd gone too many years without experiencing that sensation, and had gone too far already to stop now. Instead she gave a deft twist, lowering herself just a bit. And as Dell's big young cock-knob sank into her, she let out a wail.
His huge prick-tip slid home, forcing the pooched lips of her pussy wide apart, until they snapped around it.
She hung frozen in place for a fleeting instant, oblivious to all else except the dizzying sensation of once again having a man's bloated cock fucked inside her. Then, whimpering in open abandon, she eased down on that fat monstrous slab of cock with a gleeful surge.
Spitting out the rubbery nipple that jabbed against his lips, Dell growled with mingled surprise and delight. Inch after swollen inch of his prick fucked up into his mother's sopping cunt. She moaned and rolled across his waist like a woman possessed, gyrating her hips and fucking herself onto the whole rigid enormity of his prick, until it was totally up inside her, buried to the hilt.
The two of them poised like that for what seemed a breathless eternity, both of them panting aloud as they absorbed the full impact of having Dell's cock completely imbedded in his mom's long-unfucked pussy-hole.
Finally it was Tracy who spoke, crooning out a husky mewl as her blue eyes took in the expression on her son's face and her full lips tugged into a wide smile.
"This is what you really want, isn't it, baby? This is what you were dreaming about when I caught you jerking yourself off like some horny little pervert this afternoon! You wanted pussy. You wanted to stick your cock up a woman's pussy so you could fuck your brains out and shoot all your hot cum into a tight piece of ass! Well, that's just exactly what you're going to do right now, young man. I'll give you a piece of ass you'll never forget! I'm going to show you just what cocks and pussies are for! You're going to fuck me! You're going to fuck my cunt and fill it with your cock-cream just the way you did my mouth!"
Her round pliant ass lifted into the air, pulling her stretched pussy over several inches of her son's prick.
Then she sank back again, ramming him base-deep inside her.
Splatters of cunt-juice gushed across Dell's cock and balls, drenching them.
At the same time, her cunt muscles flexed, holding his cock tightly inside her as she fucked up and down, picking up speed.
"Fuck me! Fuck my cunt, fuck it good and hard! Yes baby, that's good! Good, good!"
A wail of bliss tore from her throat as she bounced atop her son's body, skewering herself totally onto his big fat prick. "Aaahhh, oh shit, Mom! Oh, shit!" Dell's face contorted. He looked as if he were about to faint as the incredible silky sheath of his mother's cunt slid along the pulsing shaft of his cock in a tight grip. They were fucking!
Even as full realization sank in, Tracy suddenly leaned forward and once more shoved a dangling tit into his mouth.
"Suck me! Suck me and fuck me, you sweet bastard! I want your cum shooting up my pussy! I want to taste your load of jizz in my cunt! Do it, damn you, do it! Ahhhhhh!"
Still fucking on his prick as furiously as ever, she cried out when Dell's lips automatically clamped around her turgid nipple and began to slurp.
Spasms of pure ecstasy shot throughout her voluptuous body, and her thrusting grew frantic.
The first delicious pangs of orgasm rippled deep in her pussy, spurring her on. She bounced onto his meaty prick in a frenzy, slapping her cunt around with a ferocity that made Dell groan.
"You're doing it! You're fucking momma so good, honey! Faster, fuck me faster! I want it all! I want all the cock you've got!"
Dell's body arched beneath her, fucking his prick into her steamy cunt with all his youthful energy.
They both soared to mutual climax, slamming together with hard and fast heaves, making the whole bed squeal and shudder under them as Tracy's cunt spasmed. She gave a wordless wail as orgasm ripped through her, flopping and flailing atop her son's rigid cock with an urgency unlike anything she'd ever known before.
And in the same instant, his prick spasmed as well. It gave a series of wild lurches inside her, and the first geysers of jism spewed up her cunt-hole.
Tracy twisted on his luscious teenaged prick like a hooked fish as spurt after spurt of cock-juice gushed up the clenched channel of her pussy. Huge, thick globs of sticky cock-cream filled her pussy to overflowing while Dell whimpered beneath her and thrust his prick into her with frantic, gleeful joy.
Twisting away from her mammoth tit and sobbing with open rapture, the boy careened upward in shudders of release that impaled her utterly onto his prick, and she could do nothing but hang on tight and ride. Her pussy sucked greedily on his cock-meat, sucking for all the delicious cum it held. Her big glistening tits bounced, and her firm round ass gyrated.
She fucked herself totally onto his massive prick, making obscene animal sounds in her throat as her orgasm was torn from her in delirious wrenches.
Tracy gurgled happily, unaware of anything except the sweet young cock blasting its load of spunk up her fuck-hole.
And she continued to undulate even after the last little dribbles of jizz had been milked from his balls. "Ooooohhhh!"
Dell sank back, glassy-eyed and limp, as the final droplets of cum were wrung out of his cock.
At last Tracy rose, regaining her composure.
Dell's emptied prick plopped from between her dripping cunt-lips, and a river of jism leaked out of her.
"There. I, I hope this little lesson has taught you something, young man! I hope it's taught you what cocks are really for, and I don't mean beating off!"
Dell grinned, his youthful face shining with pleasure. "Yeah, Mom. Oh yeah, it sure has! That was, oh hell, that was the best lesson I ever learned in my life!"
"Good. I'm glad you've learned a little more about women. And I hope you remember what you've learned the next time your cock gets all big and hard again!"
She slipped once more into her nightgown and padded to the door, pausing just long enough to flick off the light.
"Goodnight, baby. Sleep tight. And remember that I'm always here if this particular problem comes up again." "Okay, Mom, I will." A short time later, curling in her own bed like a satisfied kitten, she could still feel his warm cum bubbling and frothing in her cunt.
It was a sweet sensation. One of the sweetest she'd ever known in her life.
Chapter Four
It wasn't until late next morning, as she dragged herself awake from the most relaxing sleep she'd had in a long time, that Tracy felt the first stirring of guilt.
Even as she yawned and stretched in the bright sunlight of a new day, last night's events came crashing in on her with a jolt.
Tracy flinched with mortification as every detail flashed through her mind with vivid, degrading clarity.
Getting out of bed on legs that were still weak from last night's exertions, she hastily slipped into a bulky housecoat and headed for Dell's room.
It had all been a terrible mistake. No normal woman behaved that way toward her own son, even in her most desperate moments.
"Dell? Honey, are you up yet? I just wanted to, Dell? Oh." Her voice drifted off. Dell's bed was empty. He was already gone. She remembered that this was one of his mornings for baseball practice. He wouldn't be home for hours, which meant that she had the whole day ahead of her without the presence of her lean, stiff-cocked young son.
Despite herself, Tracy couldn't squelch a twinge of disappointment. Because underneath all her shame and humiliation she could feel her pussy already aching for another taste of his meaty young prick. She no longer seemed to have any control at all. The mere thought of spending the next several hours waiting for Dell to come home sent a pang of frustration shooting through her, right down into the steamy depths of her cunt.
Fortunately, she'd already made plans to go on a shopping spree with her best friend, Donna Trent. At least that would get her out of the house for a while. And maybe it would get her mind off the vivid, wicked memories of her son's cock.
A short time later, showered and made up and wearing a modest cotton dress that showed off her figure without revealing too much, she was putting the finishing touches on her hair when Donna's car pulled up outside.
Tracy ran out of the house and climbed into the passenger's seat.
It didn't take long for her worries to melt away as the two women spent a pleasant morning going from mall to mall, shopping until they were both loaded down with packages.
By the time they returned to Donna's house for a drink and a few minutes' rest from their morning's excursion, they were exhausted.
"God, I'm worn out! This heat is absolutely murder. I don't know about you, but I feel like a limp dishrag!" "I couldn't agree more." With a mutual gasp of weariness, Tracy plopped down beside Donna on the couch. "At the moment, there's nothing I'd like more than to just stand under a cold shower. It's so hot I can't stand it!"
"Ummm, a cold shower sounds like heaven," Donna said.
She sat up, confronting her friend with an impish expression that caught Tracy by surprise.
"In fact, why waste time talking about it when we can do just that? You can lie here and swelter if you want, but I don't intend to wait another moment to get cooled off. I'm going straight to that shower this very instant, before I die of a heat stroke! Are you game, Tracy? What're we waiting for?"
Donna rose and unsnapped the back of her dress, wiggling from it without so much as a hint of embarrassment.
"Donna! What on earth do you think you're doing? You've got to be crazy!" Tracy gasped.
It all happened so swiftly that she could only gape in astonishment as Donna pushed the rumpled dress down, letting it slither to the floor at her feet.
She hadn't bothered to wear bra or panties.
Now, totally nude, the uninhibited redhead posed her sweaty body.
"Well? Are you going to sit there and gawk, or are you going to join me? Come on, there's plenty of room for both of us. Let's get under that delicious shower right now, before we melt away to nothing!" she exclaimed.
Tracy sat in speechless shock, not quite knowing what to say.
And at the same time, she couldn't help but notice that Donna had one of the sexiest figures she'd ever seen. With an enormous pair of tits and long legs and a thick thatch of fiery cunt-fur glistening in a fleecy mat between her creamy thighs, she certainly was a sight to be noticed. At last she stammered a response, blushing furiously. "Donna Trent, you're just awful! I never heard of such a childish sugestion! Two grown women showering together!"
Her gaze flitted across the living room as if expecting to see Donna's husband Frank or her teenaged daughter Becky make a sudden entrance.
But Donna wasn't accepting any excuses. She gave a scoffing snort, shrugging the feeble argument off in a motion that made her massive tits swing pendulously from side to side.
"Oh, don't be such a big prude! Besides, Frank's at work and Becky's spending the day with her girlfriends, so we have all the privacy in the world. It's just us girls, so what've we got to be shy about? Relax, darling. Now get out of that dress and join in the fun!"
"Oh, all right. I can't believe I'm letting you talk me into this. The heat must be worse than I thought, we've both got to be out of our minds!"
Rising from the couch with a sigh of surrender, she unfastened her dress and let it slip from her body. Then she peeled off her bra and panties in an embarrassed flutter of motion.
An instant later the two women were scampering toward Donna's bathroom like a pair of giggling teenagers, both of them caught up in the naughtiness of their actions. Donna turned the shower on and stepped under it, letting out a playful shriek as the first burst of cold water splattered across her naked flesh.
"Ahhh! Oh my God, that feels good!"
Tracy quickly followed suit, gasping at the icy explosion of water that drenched her heated body. "Uhmmm! I have to admit, this was a good idea. But I feel so, so positively wicked! Honestly, I haven't showered with another girl since high school!"
Her voice turned into a sigh as the sharp rush of water splashed across her tits.
Her nipples sprang erect, sticking rigidly out against the chill tingle of the shower.
Donna caught sight of them and chuckled. "Well, you certainly seem to be enjoying yourself. Just look at us! Here we are, a pair of sexy overheated women going to waste! Are you getting as horny as I am?"
Her own huge nipples had stiffened as well, capturing Tracy's attention.
A sudden blast of unexpected arousal raced through Tracy's cunt. She tried to laugh her friend's question off, a sheepish blush spreading across her cheeks.
"God, you get more disgusting every day! Can't we just concentrate on one thing at a time? And besides, I think you'd have a little more success discussing that particular problem with your husband rather than confiding in me." Tracy laughed.
She reached for the soap.
"Oh, so I'm disgusting, am I? Just because I have the nerve to admit when I'm horny as hell! And don't think you're fooling me. We've known each other too long for that, Tracy, and I happen to know that you always were every bit as hot-cunted as me. Are you really going to stand there and tell me those luscious tits of yours couldn't use a good hard sucking right now? Look at them, they're aching for action!"
She stuck out her hands and captured Tracy's tits, palming the meaty orbs.
"Donna!"
It happened so suddenly that neither of them was prepared for the eruption of mutual excitement that ripped through their cunts, fanning a blaze that had been simmering in each of them throughout the morning.
Even at her most uninhibited, Donna would never have believed herself capable of fondling her best friend's tits.
But that was just what she did now, running her thumbs across the blonde's fat nipples in an intimate caress that made them get even stiffer.
"There, you see? Are you going to stand there and pretend that you wouldn't like to have these precious tits of yours given a good sucking?"
She dipped her head. Her pink tongue darted out, swiping across one bloated nipple so suddenly that Tracy could only gasp.
"Ahhh, Donna, stop that! Stop it!" she yelped, and tried to pull away. But it didn't stop the gush of steamy heat that rippled in her cunt as her nipple stiffened even more.
And it didn't stop Donna from sticking her tongue out again and lashing across the other thick nipple.
Despite herself, Tracy melted in a fiery rush of heat as her nipple was teased to stiff, quivering sensitivity. Almost without realizing it, she shoved her tit forward, mashing it to the redhead's face for even more attention as Donna gulped in as much as her mouth would hold and sucked on it for all it was worth. "Ooooh! Oooooh that, that feels so nice!" Both women groaned, caught up in their actions. Donna slurped and chewed the trembling nipple between her lips until it
She writhed like an eel beneath the sharp spray which splashed across both their bodies, her cries rising to wails of ecstasy as the first ripples of orgasm quaked within her.
Donna sensed the approaching climax as well. Crouched in the tub with her mouth buried in the blonde's cunt and her tongue fucking deep up Tracy's juicy pussy-hole, she slid a hand down between her soaked thighs and without hesitation shoved three fingers up the wet channel of her own aching cunt.
Letting out a muffled cry to match Tracy's hoarse sobs, she began to finger-fuck herself with hard, hungry stabs, smashing the heel of her hand hard against her clit and devouring Tracy's delectable gold-trimmed pussy with even greater urgency as they soared to mutual, twisting jolts of climax.
It was Tracy who came first, heaving in violent shudders as her orgasm ripped through her tongue-stuffed pussy. She convulsed deliriously, shrieking like a banshee.
For a timeless moment the two women were aware of nothing but their own orgasms, both of them panting and thrashing in a haze of utter abandon that left Tracy limp and weak-kneed, slumping back against the shower wall.
She sighed, her glazed blue eyes fluttering and her pussy still twitching as Donna's tongue gave a few last flicks, then slipped from her cunt.
When Donna finally rose, her lips were stretched in a broad smile. She gave a husky chuckle, not a bit abashed at her shameful actions.
"There. Now admit it, lover, didn't that feel nice? Wasn't it just the perfect way to cool off after a hard day's shopping? Doesn't that pussy of yours feel much more relaxed after a little friendly licking?"
Hardly able to stand and still gasping breathlessly, Tracy had to admit the truth. "Yes! Oh, you win! That felt so damned nice! Are you satisfied now?"
"Not yet, darling. Oh no, I'm not quite satisfied yet. But with a little help from you, I expect to get my share of satisfaction right now." She was already moving forward. "Now, how about repaying the favor, Tracy? See how big and rosy you've got my nipples? They need sucking! Uhmmm, they need it so bad! Suck my tits for me, lover! Suck them like a good girl, just the way I sucked yours!"
She abruptly shifted in a motion that slapped one meaty tit against Tracy's face, plunging the fat nipple between her lips before she had time to react.
It happened so fast that Tracy had no opportunity to muster up resistance. Her mouth was filled with slick tit-flesh, and Donna was urging her on.
"Milk it, lover! Milk my tit for me! Feel how wet and juicy it is? Milk it! Ahhh, yes, that's right! That's perfect! Yes!"
Tracy's lips clamped around the slippery bud of the inflated nipple and began to slurp, while her tongue danced across its rubbery surface with an eagerness she wouldn't have believed of herself.
She was actually sucking and smacking on another woman's tit just as naturally as if it was something she did every day!
But so many wild events had takqn place in her life already that a bit of friendly tit-sucking hardly seemed to matter.
And as she lapped and mouthed the ripe nipple for all she was worth, she felt Donna's fingers slip between her thighs and tickle at her inflamed cunt-lips.
One finger dipped inside her, and then another. They fucked up into her wet pussy with quick, eager jabs.
Groaning aloud, Tracy sucked all the harder as Donna began to finger-fuck her.
"Unnnhhh, that feels so good! Suck my tits just like that! Suck them until they ache! Oh, you sweet darling, you're doing so nicely!" she gasped delightedly as Tracy switched from one rigid nipple to the other, nipping and chewing and gulping on both meaty orbs with all her might.
At the same time, Tracy's pussy spasmed around the redhead's fingers, splashing fuck-juices into her cupped palm.
Tracy acted like a woman possessed. Totally caught up in the waves of horniness that swept through her, she abruptly pulled from Donna's big thrusting tits and gave a hoarse groan. There was no hiding the wicked lust that seethed within her as she mewled like an uninhibited animal in heat.
"Oh, fuck, I can't stand it! I want your pussy, Donna! I want to eat it and fuck it with my tongue! Give it to me, you horny bitch! Give me your fucking cunt! Damn you, I want it now!"
She pulled the willing redhead to the floor of the tub and twisted into a sixty-nine position.
Her drooling cunt was poised above the woman's face, and her head hovered between Donna's thighs as she got her first unobstructed look at the woman's soaked, gaping slash of pussy-flesh. It yawned open amidst its tangle of glossy red curls, its fat, slippery lips flaring wide with invitation, the thick, hooded clit throbbing like a pleasure button just waiting to be pressed.
Tracy swooped in, burying her face in Donna's bushy cunt.
Her tongue plunged up Donna's fuck-slot. In the same motion, her ass revolved downward, grinding her cunt hard on her friend's lips as Donna gave an ecstatic cry of excitement.
"Yes, you sweet little slut! Eat it all you want! Eat my cunt!"
The gasps of both women were stifled then, as each rammed her tongue up the other's cunt and began to fuck it in and out with unleashed fury.
Tracy had never experienced anything like it before. In all her wildest fantasies she'd never dreamed of finding herself sprawled atop her best friend, her mouth fastened to Donna's cunt and her pussy pressed against Donna's face, while the stinging rush of the shower splashed across their thrashing bodies in a crescendo of sensation.
But it was happening. And as fresh orgasm built up inside her, she attacked Donna's creamy cunt mbre furiously than ever, swallowing burst after burst of tangy fuck-juice and drilling her tongue deep for more.
Each woman sobbed into the other's cunt, soaking up every last twang of climax, until they were totally drained and breathless.
They lay entwined like that, gasping and clinging together, until Tracy weakly rose and turned to confront her friend, her lips twitching into a smile.
"Well, are you satisfied now? Did that cool you off, Donna? I hope so, because it certainly did me!"
"Mmmmm, yes! Oh yesss, that was perfect! Ahhhhh!" Donna purred gratefully.
Chapter Five
It was late afternoon by the time she arrived home, worn and sated by her morning's wicked activities.
Immediately she fled to her bedroom and slipped out of her rumpled dress, not wanting Dell to catch her in her disheveled condition.
Then, nude, she flopped onto her bed in a weary heap, letting the events of the past few days unreel in her mind.
From that first moment when she'd walked into Dell's room and caught him beating off, she'd become another woman entirely. A sexy, insatiable woman who was apparently willing to do anything for a little satisfaction.
And as if all that wasn't confusing enough, her pussy was tingling again already. Even as she lay there she could feel it itching with renewed vigor, just aching for more action.
She slipped a hand down to the fleecy tangle of her cunt, probing for the source of that delicious ache in an automatic effort to rub it away.
Two fingers snaked along the buttery lips of her cunt and.slipped between them.
"Ahhhh! Oh, oh yes! Oooooh!"
Then she heard the front door slam, and Dell's exuberant voice calling out.
"Hey, Mom, I'm home! What's for supper? Mom? Hey!"
A happy smile flitted across her lips. She quickly plucked her fingers from the sopping groove of her cunt-hole and walked to the door, returning his call.
"Honey, I'm in my room! Could you come up here a second? I want to talk to you!"
An instant later Dell's feet pounded up the stairs and he burst into the room, gasping for breath, all sweaty and flushed from baseball practice.
"Okay, Mom, I'm here. What'd you want to talk abou, wuhh! Ohhh, oh, man!"
He froze in mid-step, gasping at the spectacle that greeted him.
"I'm glad you're back, because I've been meaning to have a little talk with you for some time, and I think we have a perfect opportunity right now. Don't you agree?"
She lay back on the bed, still nude, with her legs spread wide and her cunt splayed open. All pink and flaring amidst her pussy-hair and soaked with her creamy arousal, it made a sight that would have caused any teenage boy's jaw to drop.
"I want to talk about this, honey. Do you think this is a topic that could interest you?" She reached down with both hands and pulled the moist mouth of her pussy open.
It smacked wetly open to reveal the inner depths of her pussy-hole before Dell's stunned jjize, the inflamed cunt-lips pooching like butterfly wings to expose the fat button of her clit throbbing rigidly above the velvet lining of her slick, sopping fuck-hole.
For a moment Dell remained motionless, spellbound by the abrupt confrontation.
Despite all their recent experiences together, he still wasn't prepared for the blatant display his mother made sprawled out in front of him with her cunt pried open like a yawning mouth.
His cock instantly stiffened.
Tracy saw the effect she was having, and continued in a husky seductive tone. "What's the matter, darling? Don't you like Momma's pussy anymore? Maybe you'd better come right over here and take a closer look. Wouldn't you like to get a better view?"
Undulating a bit to make her cunt wink and ooze a burst of dribbling fuck-juice, she smiled as a horny, eager expression replaced Dell's initial astonishment.
He moved forward quickly, grunting breathlessly.
"Oh yeah, I sure would, Mom. Man, would I ever!"
Unable to take his eyes off that incredible gyrating cunt for a second, he headed for the foot of the bed for a better look.
Taking quick advantage of her captive audience, Tracy spoke up hastily. "As a matter of fact, why don't you get out of those clothes so you can climb right on the bed and give it a real examination? Wouldn't that be even nicer?"
In a flurry of motion he tore out of his dirty clothes and scrambled onto the bed, his stiff prick lurching violently.
He scrunched forward in wide-eyed appreciation, his hot breath fanning across her cunt and causing it to cream even more.
Hardly able to keep up her teasing game, she said softly, "Well? Do you like what you see, darling? Do you like Momma's pussy? Am I giving you a good enough view?" He could see every crease and fold and crevice. He could even see right up her cunt-hole.
"Oh, yeah, this is great! I mean, this is really something! Your pussy's beautiful, Mom! It's just, oh shit, it's gotta be the most beautiful pussy ever! It looks good enough to eat!"
Though his words were meant innocently enough, they gave Tracy the perfect opportunity to go a step farther.
"Then why don't you do just that? Go ahead, baby, just eat my pussy right up! Haven't you even wondered what a woman's cunt tastes like? Well, here's your chance. Do it! Eat me!"
"Huh?"
Startled by that abrupt suggestion, Dell hesitated for an instant. He'd never eaten a pussy before, In fact, he'd never even dreamed of doing such a thing.
But with his mother's juicy cunt spread open before him all wet and inviting, he couldn't resist the temptation.
His tongue darted out and swiped along the wet folds of her cunt, capturing a glob of musky fuck-cream.
"Ahhhh!" Tracy groaned, then twitched as her son tasted the tangy flavor of a woman's cunt for the first time in his life.
Gush after gush of steamy cunt-juice poured across Dell's tongue as he eagerly burrowed deep for more, automatically plunging as far up inside her as he could get.
"Oh God yes, baby! Eat me! Eat Momma's cunt all up!-Yes, yesssss!" she cried delightedly, bucking up at his face.
Pell buried his tongue totally up inside her, wriggling it around in her cunt-hole to collect the floods of fuck-cream that gushed to meet him.
With a throaty gurgle he began to fuck his tongue in and out of her juicy pussy, mashing his mouth against her wet cunt-bush and wallowing between her cunt-lips in frantic abandon.
Within moments he was tongue-fucking his mom's pussy with a violence that had Tracy sobbing aloud and humping at his face with wild, frenzied thrusts.
"Yessss, that's so fucking sweet! Do it, do it like that! Eat the hell out of my cunt! Aahhh, gaaaannnhhhh!"
An orgasm ripped through her like an exploding bomb. She arched at Dell's mouth as her cunt muscles clutched his tongue, until at last she sank back in a heap.
But Tracy was far from finished. Still gasping with the pleasure of that exertion, she managed to pant for more.
"Now fuck me, baby! Come up here and give your cock to me! Stuff that big hard cock of yours into ine and give me a fucking I'll never forget! Fuck me now!"
Dell didn't hesitate. Grinning with slick cream-lathered lips, he instantly scrambled atop his mother's nude body and slammed his rock-hard prick forward with a hoarse groan.
"Take it, Mom! Take my cock up your cunt-hole! Oh shit, that feels good! Yeah!"
He gave a youthful cry as his engorged cock sank deepup her quivering pussy-slot.
They both went wild then, mother and son fucking in unison as his prick hammered into her with hard, furious stabs, battering back and forth like a piston.
"Oh, you fucking big-cocked bastard! Feed it to me! Feed me all the prick you've got! That's it baby, you're fucking me now! You're fucking, ohhhhhh!" Tracy wailed, clawing his taut ass and pumping her pussy to a juicy froth on his stiff slab of prick.
The bed squeaked under them as she soared once again to orgasm, building to a blast of release that seemed to come from the innermost part of her.
In a frenzy of pure fucking rapture, Tracy surged off the bed with an intensity that lifted Dell high above her. Her blue eyes bulged, and her voice erupted in a high-pitched shriek of bliss.
Her orgasm struck full force, and she convulsed in a series of spasms that literally sucked the jism out of him.
"Oh shit, I'm cumming! Cumming, Mom! Take it, bitch! Take all my jizz!"
He pounded down atop her with a final, violent thrust.
Tracy felt the precious loads of his cum spurt along her cunt walls, filling her to overflowing as she continued to writhe.
She took it all, gurgling her ecstatic gratitude. Her pussy clenched and spasmed on his teenaged cock for every last drop of cum it had, and continued to squeeze even after Dell was drained and empty.
In a daze she finally sank back, making weak little animal sounds in her throat.
Dell's cock flopped from the chute of her pussymouth and he slumped away, gasping.
"Wuh, wow, Mom! That was, oh, man, that was the best yet!"
With a wet, happy grin, he gazed down at his mother's blonde-fringed pussy.
He just had time for a single satisfied sigh, thinking the fun was over.
But an instant later he discovered he was wrong.
Suddenly Tracy flipped over onto her belly. Pulling her knees under her and arching into a crouch, she turned and looked at him.
"Don't think you're done with me just yet, young man! Not until you finish the job! I want to taste your cock everywhere, in every hole I've got! And that includes this!"
Abruptly reaching back with both hands, she grasped the pliant cheeks of her ass and spread them apart.
Dell found himself staring straight at the pink bud of her shitter. Its small taut mouth gaped wide, capturing his attention so completely that he almost missed the next words that hissed from her.
"Fuck me in the ass! Fuck my asshole, Dell! I want to feel your prick sliding up my ass!
Come on, honey, fuck my asshole good and hard! Please, oh please, hurry!"
Stunned, he swallowed hard. "Huh? You want me to, oh shit, Mom! In the ass?"
For a brief instant he couldn't quite believe that she really meant it.
But Tracy was in no mood to be denied. Wagging her sopping, ass at him in urgent appeal, she cried, "Yes, damn you! Do it! Give me the ass-fucking of my life! Come on, baby! Climb on board and ream me out! Please!"
After all the wild events of the past days, Dell thought himself incapable of being shocked by anything his insatiable mother did.
But he was shocked now by the pleading cry in her voice and the sight of her tight, juicy little shitter winking before him.
And he was just as surprised at his own response.
Climbing to his knees behind her, he moved forward and placed the reddened knob of his limp cock aginst her asshole.
Then, stuffing its fat slug-like shaft into the snug groove of her asslips, he gave in with sonly obedience.
"Okay, Mom, anything you say. Hell, I'll fuck you in the ass! I'll fuck you good!"
Tracy groaned as his thick cock fucked up her shit-hole. Even soft it was an assful.
And it was already beginning to swell as her ass muscles clenched around it in a squeezing, vise-like grip.
"Yessss! Oh, baby, yes! Make it hard! Get that prick of yours good and stiff so it can fuck the hell out of my ass and cream all the way through me! I want it all, every sweet inch!" She mewled, revolving her hips to feel her son's prick throb in the clutch of her shit-chute.
It swelled quickly, expanding inside her even more than she'd expected. Its massive length fucked deeper and deeper, wedging itself into her bowels and stretching the mouth of her ass apart until she thought she was going to scream in a mixture of pain and bliss.
Dell began to thrust with long, slow strokes.
"Christ, Mom, your asshole's really tight! It feels good, though! Oh yeah, it feels really good! Ahhhh!"
His cock pulled back to the very rim of his now-bloated cock-head, then fucked so deeply that Tracy thought she could feel it pulsing all the way up in her belly.
She shuddered with each thrust, no longer even remotely in control of her own unnatural lusts. Wet slurpy sounds came from her shit-hole as Dell fucked faster, picking up speed.
It had been years since she'd received a thorough ass-fucking. And she'd never had her shitter filled with anything like the immense cock that was fucking her now. It continued to grow and swell, ripping her wide open.
Dell was fucking up her shit-chute harder and harder, thoroughly enjoying his mother's sobs and cries as he gave her exactly what she'd pleaded for. His hairy ball-sac slapped across her pussy-mouth and his stomach smashed against her ass. She was being more utterly skewered than ever before in her life.
But it felt wonderful!
Tracy tried to cry out, but could only gurgle with sheer abandon as his enormous cock fucked up her ass with increasing fury. She fluttered on the bed like a pinned butterfly, totally impaled on her son's ramming prick.
"Shit, I can feel your asshole sucking on my prick! It wants more, Mom! And I'm gonna give it to you! Yeah, yeah!"
He pounded forward, fucking into her tight, hot shit-hole with all his might.
Growling with throaty animal sounds she'd never heard from herself before, Tracy reeled back to take his thrusts. A haze of bliss seemed to shroud all else, until there was nothing left in her mind but the sensation of the huge prick fucking up her ass.
Shudders of unleashed ecstasy surged through her. Dell's urgent pounding increased as his mother began to buck and jolt in a series of heaves, suddenly shrieking out loud as orgasm exploded throughout her.
"That's it, you sweet, ass-fucking bastard! You're making me cum all over again!"
She bucked backwards, totally impaling her ass onto his lush prick and wrenching her tortured hole around it in blast after unending blast of pure release.
Clutching his mom's asscheeks and fucking his cock-meat into her more furiously than ever, Dell felt his cock lurch inside her. He cried out, unable to hold back another second as his cock was slurped and gulped by her taut, greedy shit-hole.
"I'm, I'm gonna shoot my load up your ass! Oh, Mom, I'm really gonna shoot your asshole full of jizz! Now, nowwwwww!"
With a last frenzied thrust he drove his prick completely up that snug channel.
Tracy wailed as thick, sticky jets of acid-hot cum shot up her asshole. She pushed herself onto her son's cock and clenched her shit-chute around its soaring length for more as it spurted long geysers of cream into her asshole.
It was the most incredible experience she'd ever had. And it seemed to go on forever, rippling through her body in fantastic quakes of completion as her ass was flooded with jisln until it dripped out of her.
Dell panted as she fucked his prick dry once again.
Then they sank onto the bed in a twitching mass of mutual satisfaction, and a last little spurt of jism was milked from his prick as Tracy's asshole tightened in an effort to hold his cock buried inside her.
At last, sighing happily, she let his cock slip free. She wiggled with a contentment that she wouldn't have believed possible.
It was in the midst of their gasps that the bedside phone rang, jarring them both back to reality.
Tracy dazedly picked the receiver up, and heard Donna Trent's husky voice on the other end.
"Tracy? Sorry to bother you again so soon, lover, but Frank's just brought home a whole bunch of steaks that we couldn't possibly finish off by ourselves! How would you and Dell like to come to supper?"
Tracy hesitated. It would have been nice to spend the entire evening in bed, fucking Dell's balls dry again and again. In her present state, she didn't even want to think about food!
But Dell was a growing boy. And they had to eat sometime.
Chapter Six
Supper that night at the Trents' house turned out to be surprisingly enjoyable, in spite of Tracy's reluctance. They all sat out at the patio picnic table, laughing and chatting and digging into the steaks that Frank had grilled.
Dell sat next to Becky Trent, a shy little brunette who was in his class at high school.
Irrationally, Tracy felt a twinge of jealousy ax the sight of her son enjoying himself with another girl. It was a silly reaction, and she knew it. The two kids had practically grown up together, and had always been good friends.
But still, an occasional pang shot through her as she tried to pull her attention away from them and back to Frank's latest story.
While the grownups set about clearing away dishes, the two teenagers drifted off to the Trents' backyard. They wandered amidst the elaborate shrubbery that was Donna's personal pride, comparing next year's school schedules.
"Wow, Becky, you sure have filled out in the last few weeks. I mean, you were okay before, but ever since school ended you've just, man, you've really grown!"
Caught totally uprepared for that abrupt compliment, Becky gasped out an embarrassed giggle. "Oh, Dell, that's silly! We've only been out of school three weeks. I couldn't have changed all that much! As a matter of fact, I've been growing all along. You just never noticed before, that's all."
Blushing beneath his gaze, she saw his eyes rove up and down her lithe figure and fasten admiringly on the pert swells of her tits.
He shrugged and grinned sheepishly. "Yeah, I guess that's true. But I know you didn't have tits like those when vacation started! They must be padded, huh? Yeah, that's it. You're padding your tits. That's why they look so much bigger!"
His voice turned into a playful taunt, making Becky blush.
"Dell Martin, they are not! That's a disgusting thing to say! I've got half a notion to show them to you to prove it! That would shut you up, wouldn't it?"
Fuming with sudden anger and confronting him in a defiant stance, she let that threat slip out before she had time to reconsider.
"Oh, yeah?" Dell said, thoroughly enjoying her reaction. "Okay then, go ahead and do it. Show me what you've got, Becky. Hey, how much tissue paper did you have to wad up to make those tits, anyway? Let's see 'em. I'm waiting."
"You, you're just gross! And if you don't shut up that kind of talk right now, I just might do it! Then you'll see!"
Trapped by her own words, she glanced nervously around. They were surrounded by shrubs, well out of sight of their parents.
She reached for the bottom of her T-shirt, continuing in a determined voice. "In fact, I think I will! Here, how's this? Now let's find out if you still think I'm using tissue paper!"
She jerked the T-shirt up over her head and off in a single fluid motion.
Dell gasped as her creamy tits jounced into full view, their firm globes straining out before him and the pink little nipples automatically hardening into stiff rigid peaks of sensitivity.
Though not as large as his mom's lush tits, they were more than enough to make his eyes bulge wide.
Neither teenager had expected their playful confrontation to take this abrupt turn. But as she stood naked from the waist up, shivering a bit beneath his stare and noticing the sudden bulge of stiffness that sprouted at his crotch, Becky felt a tingly burst of pleasure in her teenaged cunt.
She'd never shown herself off to a boy before.
But now that it was happening, she couldn't help but smile at the expression on Dell's face.
Pushing her bare tits out for inspection, she said, "Well? What do you think now, big-mouth? Do these look like tissue paper to you? Or do you need a closer look?"
He swallowed hard, following every jiggle and bounce of her tits with fascination.
"Uh, they look real enough. But maybe I oughta find out for sure. I mean, if it's okay with you, can I get a feel?"
Without awaiting an answer, he darted out his hands and captured both mounds of tit-flesh. His fingers grasped those luscious mounds, and his palms mashed Becky's stiff nipples. "Ooooh, oooooh Dell, that, that isn't, ohhhh!"
It was her turn to gasp in a mixture of shock and arousal as he began to knead and massage her quivering tits with an intimacy that took her breath away.
Becky hadn't expected things to go this far. But as his hot hands groped her perky tits, she couldn't stop the sweet pang of giddy heat that rippled deep in her cunt.
A burst of fuck-juice oozed out of her, drenching the crotch of her panties and seeping to her jeans.
"Yeah, they sure are real. Oh yeah, are they ever! You've got a fantastic pair of tits, Becky. Just fantastic!"
His fingers stroked across her nipples, torturing them until they strained outward like a pair of fat, quivering hard-ons.
"Would you like to make absolutely certain, Dell? If, if you want to kiss them a little to make sure they don't taste like tissue paper, I won't mind."
Dell was more than ready to oblige. His head immediately ducked, and his mouth clamped around one swollen nipple with vise-like suction as his tongue rolled across the taut, engorged bud.
"Ohhhhh, oh that's nice! That's so nice!" she squealed, twisting toward him as he began to suck the stiff bud.
He tongued and sucked the girl's fat nipple with greedy eagerness, slurping on it for all he was worth.
Becky felt a blaze of lust erupt in her virgin pussy, spreading through her with a heat unlike anything she'd ever experienced before.
She gasped and writhed as his mouth moved from one thrusting tit to the other, sucking them both until they were slick and shining with saliva.
Then he pulled back, panting for breath.
"Okay, they're real! Christ, are they ever! You win, Becky."
He winced with pain as his cock throbbed and bucked in his pants.
Becky's brown, lust-glazed eyes met his, and an impish glint flickered in them. Her hands fluttered down and began to unfasten her jeans.
"Uhm, that was nice! But while we're at.it, I, I guess you might as well find out if the rest of me is real, too! Do you want to, Dell? Do you want to see how much I've grown all over?"
She was already peeling the jeans down, a wicked smile of pleasure flitting across her lips. Then Becky was wiggling out of her jeans, baring the thick, downy nest of her brown cunt-fur. An instant later she stood stark naked before him.
Dell found himself gaping at a luxuriant mound of womanly cunt-bush which made a velvety vee between her slender thighs, not quite able to believe that his little teasing game had gone so far.
Then his hot breath whooshed out in an appreciative groan that he couldn't contain. "Oh, man. You've got a beautiful pussy, Becky! It, it's so beautiful that I've gotta taste it! Oh yeah, I've just gotta get a taste!"
The words were hardly out when he suddenly lunged into a crouch before her, plunging his face into her thatch of cunt-curls and stabbing his tongue out.
His reaction came so fast that Becky barely had time to gasp in surprise.
Her gasp turned into a cry as the first eager stroke of his tongue lashed along her sopping pussy-slit like a bolt of lightning. Her body twisted and her pussy gushed a flood of fuck-juices across the greedy tongue that slapped at her tender cunt-lips.
"Oh that, that feels so funny! I can't, oh, Dell, that's so nice! Lick me, lick me like that!"
Almost before she realized it, Becky was reeling dizzily over him, her hands clutching his head and her cunt grinding at his face. She panted ecstatically as his tongue burrowed between the lips of her cunt and located the slick, erect bud of her clit.
After his recent experience with his mom, Dell knew just what that bud of sensitive flesh needed. His tongue swirled across it, rolling it like a rubbery marble and flicking it to a tautness that had Becky whimpering and clenching her fists in his hair as if she never intended to let go.
Then he plowed his tongue between her drooling young cunt-lips, and snaked it up the sung chute of her cunt-hole, working it deep inside her in a series of fucking strokes that had her sobbing openly for more. "Yes, oh yes, that feels so nice I can't stand it! Ooooh, Dell, you're, you're eating me! You're eating my pussy! And it feels so good! Yes, yesssss!"
Humping his face with sheer rapture, Becky squealed as that thick tongue slithered along her dit and jabbed inside her. It whipped in and out until she was nothing more than a mass of heaving, juicing excitement. For the first time in her life, she felt orgasm building up within her. It was a sensation she'd never even dreamed could exist, like a bomb about to expode in her pussy.
And when that explosion went off, it ripped through her teenaged body with a fury that slammed her tongue-stuffed cunt at Dell's lips and tore a shriek of rapture from her throat as she writhed on his face, wailing happily.
Twisting with a sensual oblivion unlike anything she'd ever imagined, she hunched onto his tongue in blissful abandon. Flood after flood of steamy cunt-juice gushed down Dell's throat as he continued to tongue-fuck her tight pussy until every last twinge had been wrung out of it.
Becky moaned deliriously, still twitching even after his tongue finally slid from her cunt.
Then she sank to her knees in a dazed heap, hardly hearing his deep chuckle as he pulled back.
"Oh, shit, Becky, you're real, all right! Man, you sure as hell are! And I've got something just as real. Want to see? I'll bet you've never seen a cock before, have you? Well then, I'm gonna show you one now. You're not the only one who's been growing around here."
Unable to withstand the swelling ache in his balls any longer, he fumbled at the snap of his pants.
And even in her haze of orgasmic delight, Becky reacted with surprising determination. Her fingers darted out, plucking at his zipper as she gasped eager agreement.
"Show me! Show me your cock, Dell! I want to see it! Hurry, oh, hurry!"
Together, both teenagers tore Dell's trousers off.
His cock leaped free, soaring into the open and bobbing above his cum-loaded balls.
Becky's brown eyes grew wide as she took in the bloated cock-shaft that flailed in front of her, its massive veined length spearing out to an enormous swollen knob of flesh that looked as big as her fist.
It was the first real cock she'd ever seen in her life. It was throbbing with a life all its own and leaking pre-cum from the piss-slit as it loomed before her like an unleashed monster, just aching to rip and tear its way up her virgin cunt.
The sight of that big stiff prick was frightening.
But at the same time it sent a red-hot poker of need searing through her pussy. She reached out, wrapping her fingers around that engorged shaft and pulling it to her before she'd quite realized what she was doing.
Clutching his cock and sinking back on the ground, she panted hungrily.
"Get it in me, Dell! I, I want to fuck! I want you to fuck me with your cock! Hurry!"
She pulled him by the prick between her open thighs and aimed his fleshy cock-knob straight for her steamy cunt. She couldn't wait another second to get the very first fucking of her life. Dell didn't need any urging. He scrambled forward, lunging for the delicate pink pussy-gash spread out before him.
His swollen cock-knob gouged against the hot silky flesh of Becky's cunt and slipped between her pussy-lips.
"Wohhhh! Oh, Dell, your prick is so big! It's so big I can't, can't, ahhh! It's tearing me apart! Uuuunngggh!" she cried out, writhing wildly as her cunt was forced open to take his massive shaft of cock-meat.
There was a single instant of incredible ripping pain as her pussy was forced wide open.
Then his prick was sinking inside her, inch after inch of it fucking up her cunt-hole, until it was totally buried in her pussy.
Becky writhed as her pussy was stretched to its limits, snapping her resilient muscles around the enormous intruder in a vise-like grip that made him groan.
"Oh shit, Becky! You've gotta have the tightest pussy in town! It's really sucking on my cock! But PI ream it out for you! Oh yeah, I'll ream it out real good!"
Sighing happily, he pulled several inches of his cock out of her, then let the suction of her snug pussy pull them back in again, all the while enjoying the mingled expression of pain and lust that was etched across the girl's face.
Then he repeated the motion again and again; picking up speed as Becky's little cunt-hole began to spasm.
She sobbed, bucking as the initial agony faded away and was replaced by an incredible sensation unlike anything she'd ever experienced before.
The tortured muscles of her pussy relaxed into a sucking grip, and within moments he was fucking into her as easily as if she'd been fucking all her life, ramming his prick home with increasing fury.
They were realy doing it. Really fucking each other right in Becky's backyard for the whole world to see.
And it felt so good that they both groaned in unison, their bodies slapping together frantically.
"Yeah Becky, now you're doing it! Now you're really fucking my prick! Yeah!"
"Oh that's so nice! Harder, Dell, harder! Harderrrrr!"
His prick battered full-force up the tight chute of her cunt, pounding between her cunt-lips with a harsh urgency that slammed his balls against her ass.
Becky writhed and humped beneath him in wild frenzy as a fresh orgasm built up deep inside her. Her cock-stuffed pussy blasted splatters of cunt-juice across their bellies and thighs as she jerked up for more, bucking with a feverish pitch that actually lifted Dell off the ground.
"You're, you're making me cum! Oh, Dell, you're really making me cum! Please, I wanna cum! Wanna cum, uuhmmm! Aaaaaahhhhh!"
Her words turned into a peal of sheer rapture as her climax erupted inside her like a volcano. She soared upward with a sudden thrust that impaled her utterly on his swollen prick.
There was no denying the incredible suction of her tight pussy. His balls boiled over, and his cock jolted within her as the first sticky glob of cum spurted up Becky's cunt in a long geyser.
"I'm creaming you, Becky! Creaming your pussy for you! Awwwhhh, shit!"
Orgasms ripped through them both, turning the two teens into a writhing mass of abandon as he shot his loads of jism up her cunt-hole and Becky surged up to take it all.
Blast after blast of acidy spunk shot deep into the girl's pussy, flooding her cunt and drooling down her asscrack as she took all the precious cock-cream he had and worked her pussy into a juicy froth of completion.
"Aaaannggghhh!"
"Wuhhh, wow! Oh wow, Becky!"
They sank back to the ground, still twitching with the last little tremors of bliss.
It was only when Dell's limp cock slurped from the velvety suction of her cunt that reality seeped into him once more.
"Christ, Becky! I can't believe we've been missing out on this all these months! That was so damned good!"
Becky heard his words and giggled. Her pussy oozed and tingled as she laughed softly, wiggling against his body. "Well, we don't have to miss out on it anymore, do we? Now that I know what fucking's like, I want to do it all the time! Can we, Dell? Can we do it lots and lots? Let's fuck all summer! Let's just keep fucking all summer long! Okay?"
He had to chuckle at the sheer excitement in her voice as they lay tangled together, panting for breath.
"Why not? Hell, I'm not gonna pass up a pussy as sweet as yours! Yeah, we can fuck all summer."
The two teenagers were totally absorbed in their own discoveries, gasping with mutual satisfaction as the last tingles of pleasure fluttered through them.
Neither of them was even remotely aware of the events taking place inside the house.
Chapter Seven
Dropping wearily onto the living room couch and patting the spot beside her, Donna groaned.
They'd just finished the supper dishes and were both a bit tired. As Tracy settled obediently next to her friend, she spoke up with a note of growing concern.
"Are you sure I shouldn't call the kids to come in? It's getting dark, and they've been outside for such a long time."
"Oh, don't be silly. Face the facts, Tracy. Our children are both growing up. Why, they're practically adults! Maybe it's time you and I had another relaxing session in the shower, hmmm?"
A playful glint sparked in her eyes, making Tracy blush.
But she had to admit that Donna had a point. It was wrong to hold too tight a rein on Dell. Even if it meant letting him wander about after dark. And even if it meant that he was out there with another girl.
"You're just awful, do you know that? Just awful! I don't know why I come over here just to be subjected to that disgusting attitude of yours! Honestly Donna, you ought to be ashamed, we both ought to be! And I don't want to hear another word about what happened this morning. It was just an accident, that's all."
"Oh, so that was an accident, was it? You mean it was just an accident when you screamed for me to gobble up that sweet, juicy cunt of yours? And then when you accidentally pulled me down in the tub and proceeded to give my pussy the tongue-fucking of it's life!"
"Donna!" Tracy glanced about. "Do you have to be quite so graphic, and so loud? What if someone hears you talking like that? The children could come in any minute, and Frank's right here in the house!"
Her eyes flitted nervously across the room, as if expecting to see Frank and the kids already standing in the doorway.
"You worry too much, darling. And stop behaving as if we committed a crime! You'd like another licking session just as much as I would, and we both know it. God, what I'd give to devour those tits of yours again! And since we've brought the subject up, why don't I do just that? Yes, why don't I?"
She moved abruptly, plunging a hand into Tracy's dress and grasping a big jiggling tit.
"Donna, stop that! Stop it, oooh!"
Her cry turned into a whoosh of breath as Donna's fingers deftly pulled her tits into the open.
And despite her protest, Tracy couldn't hide her own reaction. Her bared nipple instantly stiffened, spiking forward as if begging for attention. In the same motion, Donna's head ducked and her tongue swiped out at the rigid bud.
"Ummm, yes! This is just what you need to get your juices flowing again! And I'm more than happy to oblige!"
Tasting and lapping that hard nipple spike with cat-like licks, she forced a groan of feeble protest from Tracy's throat.
The groan melted into a purr as pangs of delicious pleasure shot through her naked tit and coursed right down into her cunt.
Her shoulder arched, shoving her tit forward to the redhead's mouth. And that was when Frank walked in. "Hey, babe, where'd you put my briefcase? I was just, Jesus Christ! What the hell's going on here?"
He stopped short, gaping. Donna pulled her head up to meet his stunned gaze, and Tracy squealed and swept her hands up in an effort to cover her bare, saliva-slickened tit.
"Oh, oh my God! Frank, we were, we were just, ohhh, God!"
Stammering with humiliation and blushing furiously, the blonde stumbled for words, but none came.
For a frozen instant they all remained like that, as Frank stood in gawking disbelief and Tracy clutched her tit.
Then Donna broke the silence. "I believe you'll find your briefcase in the bedroom, dear, where you left it. And as for what's going on here, Tracy and I were just having a little fun between us girls. Do you have any objection to that?"
Frank's wide-eyed gaze moved from his wife to the spectacle that Tracy made with her dress half-pulled from her shoulder and a big creamy tit clutched in her hands.
But despite her every effort, there was no hiding the thick nipple that poked between her fingers straining stiffly out with an excitement she couldn't begin to conceal.
And in spite of the embarrassment of the situation, she couldn't help a gasp of surprise at his reaction.
A slow, impish grin spread across his rugged face. It turned into a soft chuckle as his initial astonishment quickly faded. "Objections? Me? None at all, babe. After all, who knows that hot nature of yours better than I do? Although I have to admit, I wouldn't have expected this kind of behavior from our prim, proper Tracy Martin! In fact, if no one minds, I'd like to see this for myself! You girls just go right ahead and pretend I'm not even here. Don't let me interrupt a thing."
He was grinning from ear to ear, obviously intending to stand there and watch.
And if that twist of events wasn't surprising enough, Donna's response came as an even greater shock.
She smiled, her green eyes glittering. "Oh, I don't mind an audience at all, lover. In fact, that might even add to the fun. How about it, Tracy? You don't object if Frank watches while I get my fill of those delicious tits of yours, do you? After all, we're all practiclly family. And I've been so hungry for another taste of your sweet tits that I wouldn't care if we were selling tickets! I've just got to have more!"
Her head moved down again. Her tongue swiped across the blonde's fingers, burrowing eagerly between them to the soft mound of luxuriant tit-flesh beneath.
"You, you've both got to be absolutely crazy! If you think for one moment I'm going to just sit here and put on some kind of show, then you're, Donna, stop that! This is disgusting! Stop!"
She tried to muster the proper tone of anger and indignation at the situation in which she found herself.
But the words came out with unconvincing helplessness as Donna's hot wet tongue flicked tantalizingly against her engorged nipple, sending fresh jolts of pleasure into her cunt.
It was an embarrassing, unexpected situation.
Tracy let her hand drop. Her swollen nipple stuck out, throbbing beneath the redhead's tongue as Donna gave a husky chuckle of approval.
"That's it, darling. Just settle back and relax while I get my fill of these precious tits of yours. Don't mind that husband of mine one little bit."
Capturing that rigid nipple between her lips, she began to suck.
A groan slipped from Tracy's throat as she slumped back, luxuriating in the moist vise that gnawed and milked on her sensitive nipple.
Sweet tremors of lust rippled through her pussy, melting it in a flood of steamy fuck-juices that not even Frank's presence could subdue.
She arched her tit at Donna's face in an automatic reflex that shoved even more of its mammoth shape between her lips.
She hardly noticed the deft fingers that plucked at her dress, tugging it down from her shoulders until both ample tits bounced into the open.
Moving her head from one pink inflated nipple to the other, Donna groaned. She was aware of Frank following her every movement as she sucked on first one meaty tit and then the other.
Meanwhile, her hands were busily pulling the bunched dress off Tracy's lithe body, across her slender tummy and over her full hips in a series of deft pulls that worked the light fabric off her almost before she realized it was happening.
The first gold curls of her cunt sprang free even as she mustered a weak, groaning protest. "Donna, please! We, we shouldn't!"
She tried to resist. Dimly, she could hear Frank's approving chuckle as more and more of her pussy was revealed.
But with that sweet hungry mouth latched onto her tit and sucking her to a juicy froth of arousal, she couldn't seem to gather the strength to fight Donna's overwhelming determination. "Uhmmm, that's better! Yes, much better! Now I can really give you the attention you deserve, lover! And while we're at it, why don't we put on a real show for this horny husband of mine? Let's show him what we girls can do on our own, shall we? Yes, that's just what we'll do!" Donna moaned, reaching back and unfastening her own dress.
Within moments she was peeling out of her clothes, tossing aside garments until her voluptuous body was nude.
Then, tonguing her way down Tracy's flat tummy and into the soaked thatch of her pussy-hair, she eased the blonde's legs apart to expose the rich, sopping gash of her cunt in all its wet dripping splendor.
As he stood there and absorbed the whole scene with bulging eyes, Frank got a brief look at Tracy's pussy. Its pink lips flared open, showing off a fat jutting clit and a snug fuck-hole that oozed precious juices down the taut crack of her ass.
That single fleeting glimpse was all he got before Donna's head lowered between the woman's thighs.
But it was enough to constrict his throat in a sudden knot, and to have his cock soaring up in his trousers to a pulsing confined hard-on that made him wince.
"Christ!"
He saw his wife's tongue dart out and swirl across that lush gaping cunt-gash with a quick, greedy lick.
Both females groaned as Donna lapped up the bursts of pussy-juice that gushed to meet her, drinking every blast of her friend's nectar and stabbing her tongue out for more without the slightest hint of inhibition.
Her moist tongue lashed across Tracy's pooched cunt, torturing her clit arid whipping her to an urgency that had her hunching on the couch in spasms and tangling her fists in the red tresses that trailed across her thighs.
"Ohhhh! Oh, you sweet bitch, that feels so good! Yes, do it! Eat me! Eat my pussy, damn you! Eat it, eat it!" she gasped out that demand, clutching Donna's head in a heaving fury. Her mind spun with every eager tongue-flick, and the fact that Frank stood a short distance away taking in the whole spectacle faded from her lust-dazed thoughts. Spreading her legs even wider and humping up with an urgency that had her tits bouncing wildly, she soared to a sensual peak that no number of spectators could keep her from.
Swiftly, a convulsion of sheer bliss ripped through her tongue-reamed cunt. She arched and wailed aloud as an orgasm exploded within her.
"Cumming! Oh, you gorgeous slut, you're making me cum! Uuuhhmmmm!"
Sobbing and clinging to her best friend's head with furious glee, she came hard on that plunging, burrowing tongue.
It wasn't until she sank back, her body still trembling in the last shudders of relief, that Donna pulled back.
Vaguely, Tracy heard the redhead's voice.
"Uhmmm, that tasted nice! Well, Frank? Did you enjoy our little show? From the looks of that bulge in your pants, it certainly seems that you did! And as a matter of fact, now that we're on the subject, why stand there watching us do all the work when you could be putting that big luscious cock of yours to some use around here? Get out of those clothes and come here, you stiff-cocked bastard! My pussy's so hot I'm going to die if I don't get something in it in the next two seconds! Hurry, lover, hurry!" Donna gasped with horny need.
Frank hesitated only a brief, fleeting instant.
Then he responded to his wife's demand with a hoarse laugh, unable to resist the arousal that sizzled in his balls.
"Well, I guess I can't let any wife of mine die of horniness, can I? And under the circumstances, I can't even say I mind. After watching the show you girls just put on, how can I refuse?"
He was already tearing off his clothes, tossing his shirt aside and kicking off his trousers without a trace of embarrassment as his eyes ogled the two nude, voluptuous women before him.
From a hazy distance, Tracy saw his actions.
Her eyes focused just in time to see his engorged cock bob into the open, throbbing wildly in a surge of naked pulsating freedom that made both women gasp.
Frank's prick was huge!
Stunned by the sight of that gigantic throbbing hunk of cock-meat, she watched in mesmerized awe as he clambered eagerly atop Donna's body.
Frank's huge cock-knob speared at his wife's soaked pussy, slapping against her pooched cunt-lips and stretching them wide apart as it fucked between them.
Still tremoring in her own haze of temporary satisfaction, Tracy saw the massive cock-shaft fuck deep into Donna's cunt, and heard the groans that came from them both as he began to fuck his wife in a gyrating rhythm, pumping more and more of his huge prick into her.
"That's it, babe! Take it! Take it all, you horny, cunt-eating bitch! Take it!"
"Unnnh! Oh, oh my God, yessss! Feed it to me, fucker! Feed me all you've got, and give me a good hard fucking with every inch! More damn you, more! Morrrrre!" Donna wailed.
Her pussy-juice poured out in splashes of release, lathering his prick until it glistened like a dew-covered fencepost. Inch after rigid inch fucked up her cunt.
Panting and mewling like a pair of lusty animals on their living room floor, the Trents were quickly caught up in such a frantic frenzy of fucking that they nearly forgot the presence of their avid, overwhelmed guest.
And as she watched, Tracy felt her pussy tingling once again with wicked, uninhibited abandon. After all the events that had taken place so far, she was in no condition to restrain the sympathetic twangs of need that seethed inside her at the sight of the rutting couple. Her cunt drooled and itched, longing for action.
The heel of one hand rubbed against her still-turgid clit, while three fingers of the other plunged up her frothing cunt.
Not tearing her glassy gaze from the sight before her for even a second, Tracy began to finger-fuck herself in a rhythm that perfectly matched every undulation of their heaving bodies.
It was like being immersed in a wicked, perverted dream. Sprawled out nude on the couch and humping onto her hands like a woman possessed, Tracy stared at the lush fat slab of prick that fucked up inside her best friend's pussy. She took in every vein and ripple of its entire seesawing length as it pounded between Donna's velvety cunt-lips and fucked her with a thoroughness that quickly had the redhead soaring to orgasm.
Hunching onto her own fingers like some insatiable bitch in heat and grinding her clit to a mutual peak of climax that had her spasming all over again, she saw Donna's body writhe in ecstasy.
"Yes! Oh yes, you big-cocked stud! You're fucking me so good, I'm cumming! Cumming, lover! Aaahhh! Guunnhhhhh!"
Both women exploded simultaneously, humping in ecstatic unison. Donna careened on her husband's delectable cock, while Tracy fucked her skewering fingers to sop up every fresh blast of completion out of her in blurred convulsions of delight.
And as they sank gasping and sated in two lolling heaps, neither of them noticed the taut grin that spread across Frank's angular face as he drew back, pulling his enormous prick from the clutch of his wife's cunt-hole.
It thrashed into the open as rigidly as ever, now filmed with juices and bobbing wetly as he twisted about with a husky chuckle.
"That was one great piece of ass, babe, just like always. But you've had your share of cock. Now I think it's time I gave equal attention to our guest! How about it, Tracy? You want a taste of my cock too?"
He moved between her open thighs, his hands roughly grabbing her legs and jerking her into position.
"Whuhhh, what? Oh, Frank!" she gasped as her fingers were plucked from her dripping pussy.
They were instantly replaced by the mushroomed flare of Frank's swollen cock-knob. His enormous prick-tip slithered along her cunt-slit and located her fuck-hole, then buried itself inside her before she could do more than suck in a breath.
It all happened so suddenly that she had no time to muster resistance. Too many inhibitions had already been cast aside, too many insatiable needs unleashed within her. Not even the startling realization of his intentions could halt the pang of sweet pleasure that soared through her body as that huge ball of cock-flesh pushed her pussy-lips apart and fucked between them. "Ohhhh, my sweet God! Frank!" The words turned into a helpless squeal as Frank abruptly thrust forward, slamming the full length of his cream-slickened prick into her. Tracy found herself utterly impaled by Frank's prick as it lurched and bucked in her pussy like an untamed stallion. Her cunt muscles snapped around its swollen thickness in a vise-like grip.
"Damn, that feels good! I always suspected that you'd be one hell of a fuck, Tracy, but I never knew you had a pussy this tight! Christ, I'm going to enjoy fucking this tight hot pussy of yours!"
He began to fuck back and forth, pumping several stiff inches of cock in and out of her cunt-hole in a natural series of gyrations that filled her again and again with his big, snaking slab of prick.
And despite her initial shock, she couldn't help but respond. Her pliant ass undulated off the couch to take each thrust, and her vibrant body quivered in a mixture of shame and lust as Frank's thrusts grew faster and more powerful.
There was no stopping either of them now, not even the knowledge that Donna lay at their feet observing the whole thing. Frank fucked his cock-meat into her with violent thrusts that Tracy humped up to meet. His hairy belly slapped against her clit, and his big bloated balls smashed across her asscheeks.
"Unnnhhh, oh God, that's so good! Yes, oh yes! Do it, do it to me good! Give me all the big cock you've got! That's just, guuunnhhh! Uuuunnngggghh!"
Her cries rolled into a wordless groan as the enormous cock fucked even deeper into her, pounding between her cunt walls with increasing force.
Totally engrossed in their own activities, the two of them almost entirely forgot the presence of Donna, who lay taking in the entire display with a wicked glitter sparking in her eyes.
True to her nature, the vivacious redhead didn't suffer even a bit of jealousy at the sight of her husband fucking another woman. If anything, the scene unreeling before her only fanned the blaze of heat that still simmered in her pussy.
Squirming about suddenly to plunge her face between Frank's thighs, Donna nuzzled forward until her tongue could dart and wiggle across his ball-sac and Tracy's cock-stuffed cunt.
Murmuring deep in her throat, she lapped and tongued the globs of fuck-juice that streaked her friend's pussy and filmed her husband's prick, teasing the horny couple to even greater frenzy as they fucked.
"Yesss, oh fuck yes! Do it, do it just like that, damn you! Fuck me, Frank! Fuck your cum into me! Fuck, fuck! Aaaannggggh!" Tracy screamed, and her body lunged up onto his rigid prick to impale her utterly as she came again and again in unending shudders of delight.
Frank could no longer hold back either. He fucked his cock into her with a last powerful thrust, grunting hoarsely as the jism was literally sucked out of his balls. "Unnnnh! Take it, you sweet, hot-assed bitch! Take it up that tight little cunt!"
His huge cock throbbed wildly in the clutch of her cunt, spewing his hot load of fuck-cream up her pussy in long, looping arcs.
And all the while Donna wallowed beneath them, lapping up the syrupy mixture of overflowing cum and cunt-juice that spilled down Tracy's taut, wiggling ass. Her tongue greedily gulped up each drooling splatter of fuck-cream, capturing it all until at last the panting couple slumped in unison, both gasping and drained from their exertions.
"Ahhhhh! Oh yeah, that was real good!"
They continued to groan as the redhead got her fill of excess fuck-juices, then rose licking her lips.
"Ummm, that was nice! God, you two make quite a pair! And now that we've gotten a start, I think we ought to have little get-togethers like this more often! Doesn't everyone agree?"
Frank glanced over at his smiling wife, and nodded.
And even Tracy had to admit that the notion was tempting.
Chapter Eight
That whole incredible experience left Tracy in a kind of daze, hardly aware of her surroundings as she and Dell drove home.
Overwhelmed by the giddy satisfaction of her session with the Trents, she didn't even notice her son's oddly subdued manner, or the way he quickly scooted off to bed at the very first opportunity.
A short time later she collapsed into bed as well, utterly worn out by the day's events.
Falling into a deep, relaxed sleep, she hardly moved a muscle until at last the crisp bright sunlight of a new morning dragged her awake.
After a hasty breakfast of bacon and eggs for Dell and two cups of coffee for herself, Tracy decided it was time to attack the backyard flower garden she'd left unattended and neglected over the past few days.
Thus she was on her hands and knees, busily weeding and trimming in a flurry of activity, when a familiar young figure bounced into the yard, taking her by surprise.
"Hi, Mrs. Martin! Is Dell up yet? I promised to drop by and see him. It isn't too early, is it?"
Tracy looked up to see Becky Trent prancing across the grass, her long hair flying in a shimmery cascade and her vibrant young body barely concealed in a light cotton top and tight cut-offs.
"Oh, hello, dear. No, of course it's not too early. I believe Dell's inside watching TV. Just go right in. I'm sure he'd appreciate the company."
Becky waved and bounded up the back steps and into the house, her tight little ass swaying.
Finally, she rose and tossed aside her gloves, then headed for the house.
But when she reached the living room, she found it empty. The TV was still blaring away just as it had been when she'd left Dell plopped before one of his favorite shows, but the two teenagers were nowhere in sight.
An abrupt spike of mingled anger and fear shot through her as she dashed up the stairs, heading straight for his bedroom.
As she reached the door and pushed it open with a sharp jerk, their voices drifted out, confirming all her worst fears.
"Oh yes, Dell, that feels really nice! So nice! Ahhh!"
"Unnnh! Oh damn, Becky, your pussy's tighter than ever! Oh yeah, so damned tight, yeahhhh!"
At that moment the door swung open, and the full force of the spectacle taking place before her struck Tracy like a lightning bolt.
Becky Trent lay stark naked on Dell's rumpled bed, her lithe naked body undulating in rhythmic spasms as he moved atop her, his taut young ass humping downward to meet her every thrust.
His stiff cock fucked in and out of her pussy, its reddened length slickened with fuck-juices. Both horny teenagers panted and writhed with increasing urgency as they soared to orgasm, totally oblivious to the stunned woman who stood a short distance away.
Tracy saw her son's cock slicing between Becky's pink pussy-lips, splattering her cunt-juices across his balls as his prick fucked furiously up her cunt. She saw the girl's pert little tits bobbing against his bare chest, the stiff nipples gouging into his flesh as Becky surged off the bed in a series of wrenching shudders. She saw the mutual look of ecstasy that swept across their faces as they fucked each other to orgasm, both crying out gleefully when their climaxes struck.
Unable to move a muscle, unable to even so much as blink, she saw Becky explode in a sudden fury of release. Her slender body bucked upward as Dell slammed down, the two of them twisting like a pair of playful puppies in a frenzy of ecstasy that they couldn't restrain.
"Cumming, Becky! Cumming up your tight little cunt! Yeah, yeah! Ahhhhh!"
"Owwwhhh! Oh, Dell, that's so nice! Do it, do it! Ooooh!"
Their bodies convulsed, smashing together with a lurch.
From where she stood, Tracy could actually see the base of Dell's cock throbbing in the clutch of Becky's cunt. She could prctically feel the hot wads of spunk that were shooting deep inside her. She could almost sense the tremors of rapture that quaked through the girl's body as she careened beneath every spurt, soaking up all the jizz her young cunt could hold and not missing a single cock-thrust until at last they both sank back sated and limp from that furious fuck-session.
It was only then that Tracy snapped out of her daze. She stormed forward in a sudden eruption of rage, stomping into the room to confront the two teenagers even as they slumped in the last little tremors of bliss.
"Just what the hell is going on here? What do you two think you're doing? Dell Martin, get off that little bitch right now, and I mean this instant! You horny bastard! Get your cock out of her right this very moment!"
She came to a halt before them.
Dell jerked back, looking as if he'd been shot. "Mom! Oh jeez, I thought you were outside! I mean, oh, shit!"
He pulled off of Becky's creamy body with a mortified lurch. His prick flopped from her pussy.
"Mrs. Martin! Oh gosh! We didn't, that is, we weren't, ohhh!" Becky moaned, belatedly fluttering her hands up in a useless attempt to cover her nudity.
Both teenagers watched as Tracy stood above them, trembling with a fury unlike any she'd ever quite known before.
Fuming with indignation and jealousy, she couldn't stop the venemous wrath that poured out of her as she absorbed the full impact of their naked sweaty bodies and sheepish, abashed young faces.
"How dare you do such a thing, young man! Sneaking a girl into your bedroom and fucking like some filthy degenerate! What've you got to say for yourself? Well? Answer me, damn you!"
"We didn't mean to do anytning wrong, Mom! I mean, we were just, oh, shit! I'm sorry, Mom, honest!"
"Sorry! Is that all you've got to say? You horny, cunt-fucking bastard! And as for you, you little slut!"
Abruptly turning on a pale cowering Becky, she glared with an iciness that nearly had the girl in tears.
"Just what do you mean prancing that hot ass of yours into my home and seducing my son? I've got a good mind to call your mother right now and tell her just exactly what a disgusting, son-fucking little bitch she has for a daughter! Just look at what you've done! Look at the cum dribbling out of your pussy! I said look at it, you whore!"
Tracy abruptly swooped out her hands and roughly jerked the teenager's thighs wide apart.
Then, before Becky could do anything more than gasp, she plunged her fingers into the girl's sopping pussy and raked them across the inflamed mouth of her exposed cunt, scooping up some mingled cum and cunt-juice.
The entire action happened so quickly that Becky had no time to resist. She whimpered with fear, cringing helplessly.
Tracy shoved her dripping hand at the girl's face.
"This is what you were after, isn't is? Answer me, young lady! This is what a hot-assed little slut like you wants, all the jism right out of my son's balls! Well then, if that's what you want, that's exactly what you'll get! Here! Here's Dell's spunk! Lick it up, damn you! I said lick it up!"
She plunged her gooey fingers into Becky's mouth.
The frightened girl obediently did as she was told, even in the midst of her pleas. Her tongue flicked out to collect the steamy splashes of jizz that coated Tracy's hand. Blushing furiously with humiliation, she swallowed gulp after gulp.
"That's right, do it, you horny cunt! We're going to make damned sure that you get your fill of cum right here and now! Here, you need another taste, don't you? Well, there's lots more where that came from in this hot fucking pussy of yours. And I'm going to make sure you get every drop!"
Tracy buried her fingers deep between Becky's slushy cunt-lips and into her silky slash of wetness with a harsh, determined jab.
Carried away by her fury, she had three fingers shoved up the teen's delicate young cunt before either of them quite knew what was happening.
Becky let out a gasp, her eyes bulging at the intimate sensation of having her pussy probed.
"Ooooh, Mrs. Martin! That, that feels so, ohhhh!"
Her freshly-fucked cunt reacted automatically, spasming and gushing a blast of hot fuck-juices into the woman's cupped palm.
Even in her anger Tracy hadn't expected that response.
"Honestly, young lady, now you're getting yourself turned on by a little fingering! Maybe I ought to just work the horniness right out of this overheated cunt of yours! Is this what it would take to cool you off? Is this what you need?"
Her initial outrage fading in a burst of arousal, Tracy fucked her sopping fingers in and out of the girl's cunt-hole with harsh stabs. The heel of her hand mashed hard against Becky's fat clit.
"Oh that, that really feels nice! Yes, Mrs. Martin, that feels so nice!"
Becky's words melted into a groan as Tracy's fingers slithered deep inside her, sliding back and forth with increasing friction.
In another moment she was finger-fucking the girl with a vengeance, slapping her hand at her drenched young cunt in a mixture of anger and horniness that couldn't be stopped.
"That's right, you little slut! Let's give your cunt a work-out it'll never forget! I'll have you cumming so hard you'll forget all about fucking youself wild on my son's prick! Just look at the way you're creaming on my hand! Look at all this disgusting cunt-juice pouring out of you! If I don't do something about this right now, you're going to soak the whole bed! Maybe you'd like a little pussy-sucking to go along with your finger-fuck. Well then, I just might be in the mood to oblige!"
She was already bending forward as the words came out.
Her tongue swiped out, lashing across the girl's finger-stuffed cunt and collecting the globs of musky fuck-cream that gushed to meet her.
"Annnh! Ohhh, oh, Mrs. Martin! You're making me cum! Oh, I'm going to cum so hard! Yes, yes! Aaahhh!"
Squealing ecstatically, the teenager humped up to greet the fingers that fucked into her cunt and the hot mouth that chewed and lapped her clit.
By this time the two women had almost forgotten the presence of Dell, who hovered a short distance away, taking in the whole fantastic scene that unfolded before him. They weren't aware that his attention was totally riveted on the spectacle his mom made crouched between Becky's thighs with her fingers fucking up the girl's cunt and her tongue whipping her clit to a strumming froth.
And they weren't aware that his prick now soared up to its fullest, lurching frantically above his balls.
"Oh shit, I can't believe this! Yeah, Mom, go for it! Eat Becky out and fuck her cunt for her! She likes fucking almost as much as you do! And while you're doing that, I'm gonna get in on the fun too! Oh yeah, am I ever! Yeah, Mom!"
Tracy felt her slacks being jerked down across her hips and peeled away in a series of swift tugs.
An instant later her slacks and panties had been tossed aside and Dell's lean body moved into position behind her.
His swollen cock-knob pressed against the sopping lips of her pussy, then sank between them.
She gave a muffled gasp as his big prick fucked in, snaking up the greasy chute of her cunt and filling her completely.
Then it began to fuck back and forth with quick, urgent strokes.
Caught up in a delicious frenzy of sensation, the lusty blonde moaned and lapped at the sopping cunt before her all the more furiously.
"Yeah, Mom, that's it! Ream the hell out of Becky's cunt while I do the same for yours! Fuck her! Fuck her just like I'm fucking you!" he growled delightedly.
"Oh yes, Mrs. Martin, fuck me! Fuck me with your fingers and suck my pussy! More, more! Ooooh!"
Groaning deep in her throat, Tracy followed their instructions to the letter. Wedged between the two insatiable teenagers and reeling back and forth from cunt to prick, she soared to orgasm in an unleashed explosion of bliss that couldn't be restrained another instant.
Her body shuddered with climax, humping and heaving in an orgy of ecstasy.
At that instant, Becky climaxed as well, bucking off the bed with a movement that slammed her full force onto Tracy's hand and mouth.
"Cumming! Yes! Oh, I'm cumming so hard! Eeeeeeee!"
The spectacle of those two writhing, orgasming women took its toll on Dell too. With one last, massive thrust, he fucked his prick deep into her and cried out, shooting his load of jism into her. "Creaming your cunt, Mom! Oh yeah, creaming it good! Yeah, yeahhhh!"
The three of them twisted and arched in unison, climaxing again and again.
It wasn't until the last tingles of pleasure had been wrung from their slumping bodies that they sank on the bed in a gasping, tangled mass.
But Tracy wasn't done with the two teenagers yet. Even as her son's cock slurped from her cunt, she was in motion, crawling forward across Becky's limp body. She managed to straddle the girl's face, poising her drenched pussy above Becky's attractive features.
"Now you little bitch, you're going to get another taste of my son's cum! Only this time you can drink it from my cunt! Eat it! Eat the cum out of my pussy like a good girl! Eat my cunt, slut!"
She lowered herself onto the girl's face with a wiggling gyration, mashing her soaked pussy against her mouth.
Becky tried to protest. But the words came out in muffled moans as the sopping pussy slapped against her lips, forcing them open to let a gush of mingled cum and cunt-juice pour into her mouth. She had no choice but to gulp down the steamy floods of fuck-juice that oozed into her throat.
Her tongue darted out on pure reflex, tentatively flicking across the splayed flesh of Tracy's cunt to collect a second glob of the precious spunk. It lashed across Tracy's clit and dipped between her pussy-lips, digging deep inside her for more.
Tracy gasped with pleasure, clenching her fists in the girl's hair and urging her on. "Yessss! Oh damn you, yes! That feels so fucking good! Get it all, baby! Suck all the sweet cum right out of my cunt! Suck the hell out of my cunt for me!"
Squatting onto the teenager's face and careening atop Becky's mouth in shudders of wicked delight, she hunched on that soft probing tongue with an urgency that pulled it even deeper into her pussy.
Almost before she knew it, Becky was fucking her tongue in and out of Mrs. Martin's cunt with eager, cock-like strokes, fucking her cunt as naturally as if she'd been eating pussy all her life.
And Tracy's response was just as natural. Clutching the girl's brunette hair and riding onto her face with increasing fury, she soared to another orgasm.
"That's it! Oh fuck, that's just perfect! Eat me until I scream! Eat the living hell out of my cunt! Oh God, you're making me cum with that sweet tongue of yours! I'm going to cum all over your face, slut! I'm going to, aaannhhh!"
Tracy continued to buck on Becky's cream-slickened face until the last spasms of her orgasm had been tongued out of her.
Then she toppled over with sigh. "Ahhh, that was nice! Oh yes, so damned nice! But I'm not quite done with you yet, young lady. Not just yet, you precious, cunt-sucking whore!"
Even as a gasping Becky dazedly licked the film of fuck-cream that lathered her lips, she was grabbed and twisted about in Mrs. Martin's determined grip. She quickly found herself sprawled on hands and knees as Tracy's fingers slid across her supple body to the firm, round cheeks of her ass.
Cupping those pliant globes in her palms, she pulled them wide apart to expose the girl's puckered little shitter.
"Fuck her in the ass, Dell! Shove that fat cock of yours up her ass and give it a good fucking! I want to find out just how much prick this little bitch can take! Do it, young man! Fuck the shit right out of her!"
He grunted as he obediently moved forward, slipping between Becky's parted thighs and placing his cock-tip at the entrance of her tight shit-chute.
Belatedly, Becky realized what was happening.
"Whuhhh, oh! Oh no! Don't, not there! Oh Dell!"
Her cry rose to a squeal as Dell's cock-knob pushed into her asshole.
Becky groaned, wiggling in a surge of mingled emotions as her asshole was stuffed full of prick.
"Ohhhh! Oh, Dell, you're inside me! You're really all the way up my ass and, and it's swelling! Your cock is swelling in my asshole!"
"That's right, baby. Now give her a real ass-fucking, just the way you gave it to me. Fuck this virgin ass of hers until she screams! Fuck it! Fuck her shitter!" Tracy hissed with glee as her son slowly began to move his stiffening prick back and forth, fucking Becky's ass with long thorough strokes.
The girl yelped and twisted as her tortured ass muscles were ripped wide to take his massive cock. For a moment her eyes glazed over with the sheer pain of having her ass skewered by a gigantic cock.
But then something relaxed within her and she accepted Dell's prick easier. His balls slapped against her drooling pussy. His lean body pounded back and forth, his belly smashing against her asscheeks and his strong arms holding her in an unbreakable grasp as he groaned with horny aproval, unable to hold back.
"Oh shit Becky, you're really doing it! You're fucking the hell out of my prick with your asshole! Do it! Do it! Yeah!"
Within mere moments the insatiable girl was reeling back to meet his thrusts, reaming herself totally onto that big lush cock of his and sobbing with an open glee.
"Yes, yesssss! Oh Dell, give it to me! Give me your cock! Fuck my asshole! Fuck me! Fuck me good!"
But Tracy was not about to be left out. Hovering over them with proper motherly concern and watching every swollen inch of her son's cock fuck in and out of the girl's pert stretched-open asshole, she slid a hand between her own drenched thighs and shoved four fingers up the drooling channel of her cunt.
She soon became a humping mass of finger-fucking frenzy. Her groans joined those of the two teenagers as all three of them writhed once again to orgasm, forming an uninhibited threesome on the rumpled bed.
The three of them surged again and again, as Dell's precious wads of spunk splattered the inner walls of Becky's shit-chute and Tracy's fingers fucked in and out of her cunt in a frantic blur of sensual abandon.
Then, when they'd collapsed onto the bed once more in gasping weariness, Tracy said, "Uhhmmm, yes! That was good! Oh God, that was so damned good! My sweet babies! Sweet, sweet babies!"
Dragging herself atop Becky's still-twitching body, she sank her face between the girl's asscheeks and lovingly lapped the excess splatters of cum that leaked from the girl's flared asshole.
Then she twisted about to tongue her son's cock, licking Dell's sagging prick and emptied balls to collect the final droplets of jism which clung to it.
Both teenagers wiggled, giggling happily.
"Christ, Mom, you're fantastic! Don't you ever slow down?"
"Ooooh, Mrs. Martin! That was really nice! Can we do it some more? I want to have fun like this all summer! Can we? Please?"
Tracy didn't have to think twice about her answer. She smiled with wicked pleasure, taking in the hopeful stares that both teenagers gave her.
"Why, of course we can, honey. Now that we've all gotten acquainted, we can have all the fun we want! And as a matter of fact, I may even let you in on a few surprises about those parents of yours, Becky. Oh yes, I think Frank and Donna just might surprise the both of you before this summer's over! We're going to have lots of fun. Lots and lots!"
Tracy chuckled softly to herself, already looking forward to the rest of the summer with eager anticipation.
