"Good meal, as usual, Sunshine," Jack said as he crossed his knife and fork on his plate. "The kids took off in a hurry."
"Corky has a date, and Johnny said he was going to the movie," Laura replied. "Let's take our coffee into the living room where we can be more comfortable."
They sat on the couch and he put his arm around her shoulders. "You seem preoccupied tonight, Sunshine," he said. "Want to talk about it?"
"Corky was accepted to Colorado State. She got her letter today."
"Well, I don't see any problem. She qualified for a partial scholarship. We can easily make up the rest of the cost. Most of the money we've made the past three years supplying fresh vegetables to the upscale restaurants in Denver has gone into savings. Even if we lose the contracts, we'll be okay."
"Not bad for a couple of old hippies," she said. "Ex-hippies, Sunshine, not old."
"Sometimes, I feel old. We're working too hard and not playing enough. Johnny has his degree now. We ought to turn more of the day to day operation over to him and take more time for ourselves."
"Remembering your wild hippie days? Or don't I keep you satisfied? Or both?"
He leaned closer and she turned her mouth up for his kiss. She felt her insides go fluid and warm. Her lips tingled against his and her tits swelled. She felt a loosening in her pussy, a quickening that rippled along her sheath and into her womb.
She broke the kiss and kissed the tip of his nose. "You keep me well-satisfied, darling," she said softly. "I guess I've just got an itch."
"Between your thighs," he chuckled.
"I've been thinking about watching you fucking with another woman lately."
"We haven't talked about that in a long time."
"We never did anything but talk," she replied. "Maybe it's time we acted. If we do, I don't know if I would want her to be a stranger or a good friend."
"If your sister doesn't stop coming on to me, it might be out of your hands."
"Yeah, well, Helen hasn't had an easy time since she and Frank became our neighbors. He couldn't raise a hard-on in a whore house, let alone crops. He kept his job in Denver, and he spends most of his time there. She's about to go stir crazy. I try, but there's only so much I can do to help her."
"Are you suggesting that I step in and help her out?"
"I don't know. I would have to think about it. Sharing you with my sister might inhibit me."
"About the only thing that could," he laughed.
"Could you watch me fuck with another man?"
"Yes, if we choose carefully. I don't want some yahoo who would make a nuisance of himself."
"Neither would I." She opened the top of her dress and pulled his head down. "This conversation is making me horny."
He snuggled in the crook of her left arm. She cupped her left tit and held it out to his mouth. His tongue flicked over her hardening nipple, then he engulfed it with his lips and sucked hard. A contented sigh gurgled up from his chest and through his mouth. She felt it in her growing tit tip.
"My clit is tingling," she whispered. "You know that my nipples are connected directly to my clit. You like to suck my tit, don't you, baby?"
"Uh-hummm," he answered. He put his hand on top of hers to hold her tit in his mouth.
She stroked his head tenderly. "You do such wonderful things to my tits and my clit with your mouth, baby."
He closed his eyes and lost himself in the delightful sensation of sucking her tit. She opened his zipper and stuck her hand inside his pants. She captured his already stiffening cock and squeezed it. She tugged it out where she could wrap her fist around it. Her husband had a really fine nine inch cock, much thicker and longer than average. It filled her pussy to perfection.
"Suck my big tit, baby," she crooned. His cock grew by leaps and bounds as she pulled on it. "I know how you like to suck my tits, baby. Don't worry about anything. Just relax and suck on my sugar tit."
She released his cock and kept her tit in his mouth as she undressed. She threw her clothes in every direction as she took them off. When she was naked, she undressed him. Her hand returned to his hot, turgid cock and stroked it slowly. She ran the tips of her fingers lightly over his balls and the bare knob at the end of his shaft.
She looked down at her tits, at how eagerly he sucked. "Don't neglect the other one, baby." She pulled him away from her left tit and aimed his mouth at the right one. "Give them equal attention."
She jerked his dick slowly as he kissed her tit. Her nipples were very dark and, when they got excited they got even darker, even bigger. She watched as he licked the right nipple, then vacuumed the thick nub between his lips.
She jerked his cock a little faster, a little harder. He arched his pelvis and wiggled his hips. Her hand glided quickly, smoothly along his rigid shaft as he consumed her nipple. His sucking mouth thrilled her to the core. She felt her pussy getting wetter and more aroused. Thoughts played through her mind, images of wild acts she wanted to try, talents she wanted to acquire.
She wondered how a nipple swelling in her mouth would feel. She liked her big tits at least as much as he did. Maybe even more. She could get her own nipple between her lips. She was sure that she didn't feel exactly what she would if she sucked another woman's tits.
She also wondered how another pussy tasted. She knew what her own pussy tasted like. That was easy to find out. She had only to wet her fingers in it and then stick them in her mouth. She also got some of the taste when she sucked Jack's cock after it had been in her pussy. She especially liked to lick his long shaft clean after he shot her pussy full of spunky cream, then sloshed around in it.
She stroked his cock faster, and he bucked faster. The harder he bucked, the harder he sucked her tit. He mashed his mouth into her resilient tit mound and cum squirted out of his cock. She covered the tip of his cock with the creamy goo. He writhed crazily as she drained every drop out of him. She hung onto his cock until it lost its firmness, then rolled it against his belly.
"Oh, baby!" he wheezed. "That was so good."
"Ummmmmm, I get all goosey when I jack you off and you suck my tits." Covertly, she stuck her hand between her legs and wiped her cum-laden palm over her pussy. "One good turn deserves another," she whispered. "Lick my pussy. I want to cum too."
He rolled off the couch onto his knees, with his head between her stately thighs. Thinking about what she did with her hand almost made her cum before he got his tongue in her pussy. She did start seconds after the tip of his tongue touched her clit. He had to hang onto her hips to keep her from climbing the back of the couch and getting away from him.
She sprawled on the couch with her legs wide open, breathing deeply as the last tremors rippled through her. "Well, now that we've got that out of the way, we can take our time and talk. "What kind of men do you fantasize about being with us? Strangers? Friends?"
He turned around and sat with his back against the couch. He pulled her legs over his shoulders and pressed her thighs to his head. "Haven't thought that far. If you're serious, I'm sure we can find someone."
"I'm very serious, darling."
"No falling in love," he said firmly. "The men can fall in love with you-they wouldn't be able to help it anyway-but you can't fall in love with them." He turned around, got on his knees, and kissed her.
She broke the kiss and whispered, "Let's go to bed. I don't want the kids to come home unexpectedly and interrupt us."
He stood, picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. He didn't care where they fucked. He would fuck her on the roof if they could figure out a way to keep from falling off.
He put her on her feet and she looked at his prick. It looked like an iron bar, alive and throbbing. It pleased her that she could still have such an effect on him. She straddled his rod and held it between her smooth thighs. She cuddled against him and shivered when he caressed her naked back. She got on the bed and spread out. She spread her legs so he could see her pussy, and crooked her finger at him.
He got on the bed and bent over her. She reached up and held him around the neck and helped him settle into her saddle. She opened wide for him and felt him dip the head of his cock in her gap.
He teased her with his prong for a long time, running the tip through the folds of her cunt until they were slick and twitching. She took hold of his shaft and rubbed his soft, crimson knob over her clitoris, teasing herself and gasping with pleasure.
He smiled down at her and kissed her lips, then both of her nipples, and her mouth again. Their tongues played together as he lowered his hips slowly. Abruptly, she rolled him onto his back and straddled his hips.
"Who are these men I can't fall in love with?" she asked. She planted a lingering kiss on his nipple. She swirled her tongue slowly over and around the tender button of puckered flesh before biting down ever so gently.
"No one I really know," he said.
He winced as she bit harder, playfully tugging at his nipple with her teeth. She kissed his other nipple, leaving the crimson imprint of her lips surrounding it.
"What do you think about me doing with another man?"
He caressed the silky cheeks of her ass and let his fingers drift down her warm crack. "You're getting off on this, aren't you?"
"I'm just curious," she said with a mischievous grin, parting her legs. "What did you fantasize about us doing? Where were we? Where were you? Tell me everything."
"I had this crazy little scenario all worked up about you meeting at a motel, one with those big windows that face the parking lot." He stroked her plump lower lips until they were slick with her musky juice. "You would leave the drapes open. I would wait in the car and watch it all through the window."
"What did you fantasize about seeing?" she said, urging him on. "I want all the juicy details."
"Sometimes, I imagine you sitting on the couch with your skirt up to your waist and the man on his knees between your legs. Sometimes I see him sitting on the couch with you kneeling between his legs. His eyes are closed and his fingers are in your hair."
She trailed wet kisses down his chest and belly.
"What was I doing on my knees in front of him?" she said. "Was I doing this?" She kissed the spongy tip of his cock, tracing the tip of her tongue over and around the head.
"Oh, yes," he said softly. He tangled his fingers in her hair and closed his eyes as she took him into her mouth. "You always do that in my fantasies."
She slid slowly up and down his thick organ, licking and sucking. He tensed as his climax neared. She pulled off of him and tortuously scraped her teeth along his shaft.
She sat up and rubbed her slippery slit on his belly and squeezed him with her warm, smooth thighs. "And while we were fucking, what were you doing? Were you just sitting there in the car, calmly watching it all?"
He nodded, grinning sheepishly.
"What were you feeling? Were you jealous? Angry? Hurt?"
"They are just fantasies," he said. "I try not to think about those things-just how sexy it is."
Leaning forward, she kissed him and snaked her tongue into his mouth. "Would you really like to watch me fuck another man this way?" she whispered. "Or do you want it to stay a fantasy? Could you handle it if it was for real?"
His tongue touched hers. Her heavy tits settled into his hands. He captured her hard strawberry-pink nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, pinching and pulling and twisting.
"I would love to see you doing this with someone else," he said quietly.
She fell to the side and her legs automatically sprang open. She spread her cunt wide, the anticipation building as she waited eagerly for his penetration. She wanted him in her so badly, she was barely able to wait.
"Fuck me, darling!" she whispered excitedly.
He got on his knees and aimed his prick at her gash. She let out a small crying sigh when the head of his cock entered her. He went in easily, slowly, as if his prick was swimming in oil.
"God, Sunshine, your cunt is as tight as the first time I fucked you," he grunted.
He slid his cock in and out of her hot body, fucking her gently, slowly, tenderly, with not a hint of the savage eagerness he felt.
"You say the sweetest things," she whispered. "I think your cock is bigger. Must be all the exercise it gets."
She let him take over and built their passion slowly, climbing toward the peak inch by delightful inch. She writhed and twisted, unable to keep her movements slow and simple. She could tell herself that she would go slow and savor everything, then as soon as she got his cock in her, she lost control and went wild.
"Let's turn over!" she panted. "I want to fuck you!"
He surprised her by withdrawing first. He lay on his back and pulled her over him. She straddled him and tried to get her cunt on his cock. He pulled her up his body, denying her. His stiff rod stuck up between the cheeks of her ass as he dipped his fingers into her snatch. His fingers teased up and down her hairy seam as he kissed her nipples.
CHAPTER TWO
Laura trembled and arched her tits into Jack's mouth. Sugary shivers raced through her. Her cunt leaked juice and her nipples stiffened as hard as bullets. He teased her for glorious moments, taking more care, being more tender than he had been in a long time. She wondered briefly what he was up to.
His finger glided into her cunt and his thumb pressed on her stinging clit. He drew her right nipple far into his mouth and toyed with her lust. Thrill after thrill spread from her cunt, through her belly, and into her lusty mind.
"Ummmmmm," she whimpered. "Oh, baby, you make me feel so fucking good!"
"Could you watch me fuck another woman."
"I can handle it," she whispered. "God, could I ever handle it!"
His mouth went to her other nipple. She reached around and squeezed his swollen prick. His fingers moved faster in her snatch, and suddenly she was cumming.
"Uhhh...ohhh...oh, ohhh, yesss!" she panted.
Tumultuous, biting bolts of stimulation leaped from her clit and her cunt contracted around his plunging finger. She hunched and squirmed and panted with ecstasy.
"Ahhh," he murmured around her nipple. "The lady is hot!"
"Oh, baby," she gasped. "I'm always hot! I just die for a good cum."
"It's a lot more fun if you stay alive," he teased.
The twinges of the aftermath were rich and gratifying. She patted his cock and sighed. His hand left her cunt and slid up to her tits. She moved back and fastened her drippy crack on his prick. She scrubbed her swollen tits on his chest and humped him furiously. Her clit rubbed against his rod, and she immediately started cumming up again. He caressed her bare back and firm ass and tickled the deep crack between her buttocks.
She hunched and writhed her ass and ground her tits into his chest. She thought about watching him fuck another woman and him watching another man fuck her. The salacious idea jangled her nerves. She jiggled her cunt faster. Her clit ached for a pop. She just couldn't drag it out any longer. She had to get off!
"Oh, Jack, baby!" she gasped, hunching toward her climax. "Ohhh, it's coming, darling! Uhhh! Ohhhh, here it is! "
The delectable sensations crawled up her legs, coursed down from her tits, and met in her pulsating clit. His strength, his aroma, his overwhelming masculinity made the twinges hard and fierce. She squealed as the spasms gripped her loins and her cunt contracted.
"Ohhh," she breathed, drifting down from her peak of lust. "If it gets any better, I'll pass out!"
He patted her on the ass and chuckled. "I might take advantage of you if you do."
"Promises, promises," she husked.
He moved, and she thought he wanted to get up, even though he hadn't cum. "You just stay right there!" she growled. "We're not finished."
"Hell, baby, I don't want to go. I want to cum!"
She rocked her hips, feeling his luscious thick prod of meat way up in her trembling sex sheath. She giggled, giddy with ecstasy. "I've got just what the doctor ordered," she panted. "Every thick inch of your splendid long cock stuck up my cunt."
"Now that you've got it, what are you going to do with it?"
"I'm going to fuck and cum as long as you can hold out," she purred.
He laughed, made his cock pulsate and cupped her swollen tits in his palms. "Have fun, Sunshine."
She giggled and started another fuck ride. Having a robust stud with a big, fat cock for a husband was just the ticket. She stroked two or three times, then rested to let the suspense build and drag out the pleasure. She thought about her younger sister, what she was like in bed-hump, hump, hump, pause-whether Helen liked to fuck as much as she did-hump, hump, hump, pausefucking another man in front of her husband-hump, hump, hump, pause-watching Jack fuck another woman-hump, hump, hump, pause-her sister?-hump, hump, hump, pause. Her thoughts were ambiguous, but her sensations were very lucid.
His prick tensed, and her clit throbbed against the shaft. Her love tunnel tightened with heavenly quickness around his big prong. She whimpered and cried out as the pulsating sensations raked her loins, her tits, her entire body.
"Cum hard, baby," he encouraged. "Cum again. Keep fucking. Yes, that's the way. Go for it!"
She did! Her second boomer was even more exquisite than the first. Her cunt was going wild! Even her asshole puckered. It was pure heaven. Her large G spot seemed more sensitive than ever. She bucked and fucked and strained for every last bit of the good stuff. Her tits jiggled and her nipples grazed his chest. She lay on top of him, panting like she had just run a hundred-yard dash.
"Very good," he murmured, cupping her ass and flexing his prick in her trembling cunt.
"God!" she gasped. "You make me cum so fucking hard!"
"I like the way you yell when you get off," he chuckled, caressing her bare back and kissing her throat.
"What about you? You didn't cum yet?"
"You're going to take care of that right now. Get busy, lady, and finish what you started."
God, she thought she would go crazy if she popped again. But, what the hell? Asylums were loaded with horny men who had stiff cocks and only their fists for company!
She was still feverish with need. His wide, warm grin encouraged her. His prick tensed and her slippery sheath answered with a honeyed spasm. He kneaded her tits and a flood of delicious tremors ran the length of her body. She tightened her thighs on his sides, pushed her tits way out, and started fucking.
He was going to get off this time. She was going to see to it. He had been so good to her, letting her cum as much as she wanted before he squirted.
"Oh, Jack, baby, your cock is so strong! I just love it!"
"Have your fun, baby," he grinned, squeezing her aching tits.
She shivered and hunched a little faster. His cock was the center of her erotic universe. Spasms of sheer delight radiated from her fidgety cunt and tensing clit.
"Oh, damn!" she gasped. "I'm going to cum."
"Good. I'm ready, too."
"Oh, Jack, I can't get enough fucking. I need your big wad up my cunt."
"Go for it, sweetheart," he muttered, his cock flexing.
She shuddered and shortened her strokes. Her shapely ass was a white blur as it flew up and down, driving his dick to the depths of her cunt. She gasped every time the bulbous head banged the mouth of her womb. A patina of sweat covered her voluptuous body. She was right on the edge, ready to topple into never-never land again.
"It's here!" she wailed, thrusting harder and faster.
"Get it, baby! Get it big!" he urged.
His cock felt like it had grown ten inches longer. The knob swelled and became supersensitive. He undulated his hips to help her along. She rode delightfully to her peak and shouted as the churning seized her groin. Her spasms matched the hard throbbing of his cock. His wild groan of release made her thrash even harder. Her cunt was sucking his seed, going wild as he pumped it full.
She lunged and hunched through her orgasm and slowed, then lay on top of him. She licked his face and murmured softly as she basked in the sugary twinges of afterglow, those soothing waves of erotic relief. She rolled over, sat on the edge of the bed and combed her long blonde hair back with both hands.
"We haven't fucked so well in a long time," she said softly. She stood at the window and stared out into the quiet summer night. "It's so peaceful out here this time of night," she whispered, as if afraid she would spoil the effect by talking loud. "Your cum is dribbling down my legs," she snickered. "Guess I'd better wash."
"Leave it," he said. "We're not through."
She looked over her shoulder and snickered again. "Oh, my, you are hot tonight, baby. I don't remember the last time your cock got hard again so quickly."
"It never got soft." He stood behind her, reached around to cup her big tits, and squeezed affectionately. He squeezed just hard enough to let her know how much he appreciated the monster mounds, but not hard enough to hurt her.
She leaned forward and put her elbows on the window sill. "What's got you so turned on?" she asked coyly.
"As if you didn't know," he replied.
He held one tit and his other hand slid down her belly. His fingers danced lightly through the long, soft curls of blonde hair in her crotch. He touched her pussy lips, wet with a mixture of his cum and her pussy juice.
Her clit and her long, thick nipples swelled. He pressed his fingers into her fleshy quim. He mashed her clit under his thumb and squeezed her tit. He wiggled two fingers into her tight hole.
She wondered how it would feel to fuck another man. Men weren't the only ones who needed variety. So did she. Now, more than ever. She hadn't had another cock in her since she married.
Her only problem was, she didn't know another man she wanted to fuck. Jack's extra large cunt stuffer had spoiled her. She wasn't sure a smaller one would satisfy her.
She knew she could attract men. She had never lost her figure. She knew many women her age who had. That made her even more proud of her trim waist, her graceful, shapely legs, her perfectly flared, womanly hips. Her first class ass drew second and third looks, and she had a pair of the finest tits in town. She also had comely features, framed by long blonde hair.
She reached back, between her legs, and grasped his stiff rod. She held it in place and rocked back gently, taking his cock to the hilt in her slick sheath. She closed her eyes and savored his cock as he started thrusting into her.
"Hot, tight little pussy," he murmured. He slipped his middle finger into the top of her slit and touched her erect clit. He couldn't miss it if he tried. It was big and hard and slick. Just the way he liked it. "It fits my cock like a rubber glove."
"You ever fuck a rubber glove?" she giggled.
"You're full of it tonight," he chuckled.
"Full of your wonderful cock," she replied. For some reason, his prick felt better than usual. The more she squirmed and humped, the better it felt. "Hold still." She rocked forward slowly and slid her fiery snatch up his joy stick until only the head was still inside her. Then she slowly rocked back and impaled herself completely on him again, sighing with contentment. "God, that feels good."
"You're as hot as I am," he muttered.
She heard a car and opened her eyes as a car pulled up in front of the house. The headlights went off, and the night became still again.
"Corky's home," she muttered. "They're sitting in the car. Wonder if they're necking."
"She's a carbon copy of you when you were her age. You tell me."
"Is she really like me?"
"Carbon copy," he repeated. "I look at her and have to think hard so I don't call her by your name."
"They probably aren't just necking," she said softly.
"No, probably not," he agreed.
She knew they weren't. She closed her eyes and tried to imagine her daughter on her back with her legs spread and a young man banging her. She couldn't draw a clear picture, but the thought kicked her passion into high gear.
She tightened her cunt muscles. She started rocking and bucking and fucking her husband's cock faster.
"God damn," he muttered. "You're hotter than a two-dollar pistol, baby. Your snapping pussy is really giving my cock a work out."
She stared at the car parked in front of the house and licked her lips. She wished she could see what Corky and her date were doing. She wanted to watch her daughter fuck. The perverse thought shocked her, right down to her toes. It also made her passions soar.
"Ooohhh, God, honey, I love to fuck!" she whispered. "Fuck me good. Bang me hard!" She rocked back and forth forcefully, screwing her snug pussy on his lovely lance. She grabbed her tits and squeezed the mounds lustily as she slid her searing cunt faster along his rampant rod. "Fuck me, darling! Make me cum! Give me a good cum!"
He levered his hips and drove his dick deeper into her. "Yeah, baby, yeah! Go! Get off on my hard cock and take my cum." He worked his hips rapidly back and forth, pistoning his cock in out of his wife's pussy.
"Ooohhh, yessssss!" she whispered harshly. Her orgasm started, spread through her rapidly and shattered her nerves with rapture. "Ooohhh, I love it, Jack!"
Another orgasm whipped through her. Her long blonde hair fell around her face as she rocked and twisted and humped her husband's cock wildly. She stared at the car and imagined her daughter cumming on a young man's cock.
"Give me your cum, lover, and make me cum harder!" she gasped.
He continued to drive his dick into her, sending his cockhead to the utmost depths of her cunt. "I'm going to cum, baby," he rasped.
"Ooohhh, fantastic, baby!" she moaned. "Shoot it to me!"
Her cunt quaked. She felt his hard prick swell and start heaving. He rammed into her harder. His scorching j ism gushed into her.
"Oh, I'm cumming again!" she squeaked. She flexed her strong cunt muscles repeatedly, milking his prick for every drop of his male elixir. She sighed and pressed her ass into his groin. She gave her tits one more squeeze and twisted her head around for a kiss.
He thrust his tongue down her throat. She sucked on it and moaned deep in her chest. She straightened up and turned to face him.
"Darling, you really like to lick my furry pussy, don't you?"
"Yes, very much."
"What's it like?"
"Do you want to try it?"
"I don't know. I was just wondering. Talking about inviting a man or woman to bed with us got me thinking. If we do it with another woman, we would touch, and well...." She took a deep breath. "I'd better wash before I dribble all over the place. You gave me two huge loads, and I'm all squishy."
CHAPTER THREE
Johnny came back from town a little after six o'clock. He left his boots in the mud room and went into the kitchen.
"Thank you for delivering the vegetables, honey," Laura said. "I kept your dinner warm in the oven."
"No problem, Mom," he replied. "It was an emergency. They're one of our biggest accounts. Wouldn't want to lose them."
"You took longer than I expected." She smiled coyly as she put his plate in front of him. "Did you pick up a sexy young hitchhiker with hot pants on your way back?"
"Don't I wish," he laughed. His face suddenly sobered. "Funny, I don't remember you ever making such a sexy comment to me."
"Probably because I didn't," she replied. She turned away and busied herself at the sink so he couldn't see the look in her eyes. She couldn't believe that she was having erotic thoughts about her own son. "You weren't old enough. After being away at college four years, I don't suppose you're ignorant of the facts of life."
"Every farm boy knows the fact of life, Mom," he said simply. "I just found out how to put them to use with other people."
"Well, I hope you aren't as rough as the four-legged studs. Women like foreplay. Good night," she said abruptly.
Johnny watched her rush out of the kitchen, wondering what that was all about.
He finished his meal, put his dishes in the dishwasher and went upstairs to his room.
He took a shower and lay down, nude. He woke with a start. He hadn't even turned off the light. He walked to the window and looked out. The full moon was up, casting a bright light over the countryside. He wondered what woke him. Then he heard the low rumble of a car pulling into the front yard and knew. Corky was out on a date. She had been every night the past week. On impulse, he hurried across the room and turned off the light.
He went to the window and stood back a little, looking down into the yard. If Corky had seen the light go out, she would think he was spying on her. He heard soft voices and figured the guy with Corky was keeping her mind off him and what he was doing.
He stepped closed and leaned out the window. The cool night air made his balls contract. He wondered why he could hear their voices so clearly, then saw Corky and her date standing at the front of the car.
"Not here, Bobby!" Corky said.
She made sure her voice was just loud enough to carry up to Johnny. She had seen the light in his room, and was putting on a little show for his benefit. Normally, she stayed in the car, but she wanted her brother to see her.
Johnny looked at the racy sports car and made a face. Bobby had to be a town boy. Any self-respecting farm boy would drive a pick-up. Bobby was a town boy, come to fuck the farmer's daughter.
Corky's throaty voice carried to Johnny easily. Her body language said she welcomed Bobby's advances, even though it sounded as if she was trying to discourage him.
Bobby unbuttoned her blouse and pushed it aside. Johnny could see his sister's large, full tits clearly in the bright moonlight. He wished he could cop a feel of the impressive mounds.
"Bobby, I said not here!" Corky said.
Bobby pinched her nipple, and she turned her face up for a kiss. Their lips met and theirs tongues touched, and he put his hands over both of her tits. Again, she acted as if she wanted to get away from him, but her movements were feeble at best.
She pushed his head back and whispered sharply, "Bobby!"
She grinned inwardly at her little game, put on for her brother's benefit. She didn't care where she was, but she had to make it look good for him. Bobby pulled her tits out of her bra and wrapped his fingers around the cone-shaped nipples. She struggled just enough for effect, but not so much that he couldn't accomplish his task. Her lush, pointy tits stuck out like two melons above her bra.
"Well, hell, Corky!" Bobby whispered huskily. "You've been doing it all the time for the past month."
"But not in my own front yard, doofus," Corky replied. "What if my mother or father came out here and caught us? Daddy would take his shotgun to you and load your ass with buckshot."
Johnny thought that was a hoot. Their parents slept so soundly that only something on the order of a tornado going right through the house would wake them. He also thought Bobby was pretty dumb. He could have Corky without arguing if he would only shut his stupid face and get on with it.
Finally, Bobby did wise up. He pushed his hand under Corky's dress, and that did the trick. She leaned back on the low hood of the car and he pushed her dress around her waist. She wasn't wearing panties, and Johnny could see her smooth thighs and blonde bush clearly.
He shivered with excitement as Bobby dropped to his knees in the dirt and went down on her.
"Remember last week at the lake," Bobby said, pausing to lap Corky's juicy labia. "You and George and me."
Johnny could almost taste the succulent wetness of his sister's pussy. He licked his lips and unconsciously took his cock in his hand. Watching Corky get eaten out gave him an itch deep in his groin that he just had to scratch. From what Bobby was saying, his sister was an easy lay. He wondered if he dared sneak down the hall to her room later. He was pretty sure that he could fuck her.
"Shit!" he muttered. "If he fucks her, she'll still have his cum in her pussy when she gets to bed." He shut up and listened to Bobby.
". . .skinny-dipping in the lake. George and I sneaked down and spied on you. And there you were, down on your knees in the water, stark naked...."
"I can't stand it any more!" Corky gasped.
She pulled Bobby up by the ears and yanked his zipper down. Johnny saw the wiggling form of Bobby's dick flash whitely in the moonlight. She leaned back and lay spread-eagle on the sloping hood of the car. Bobby stepped forward and sank his dick to the hilt in her oily twat. The heels of her summer sandals sank into the soft ground as she threw her cunt up vigorously and fucked back at him.
"...and you sucked George's cock and I got you from behind," Bobby continued.
"Jesus," Johnny muttered. "She fucked two guys at once."'
Corky stuffed her fist in her mouth to cut off her scream as her orgasm hit her. Her body went into wild contortions, writhing and jerking as Bobby poured the cock to her and fucked her through her climax.
Bobby strained and his voice faded. Corky knew what he wanted, what he was suggesting by reminding her of how he and George fucked her together. She clambered off the hood and turned around. She leaned over, put her arms on the car, and lifted her bare ass to him.
Johnny watched as Bobby stepped up behind Corky and slammed his dick into her pussy from the rear. She was even more active this time. She rocked back and forth on her arms and thrust her ass at Bobby, fucking him as much as he was fucking her. She bent her knees and dipped her ass, then heaved it back up and twisted it around in circles. She grunted and groaned and snuffled as Bobby rode her bucking butt furiously.
Johnny thought about his sister fucking two guys at the same time. If he wanted to, he could go down there and join them right now. Corky was so hot, she probably wouldn't mind. And Bobby certainly wouldn't. He must have liked sharing her before.
He stayed where he was, and watched Bobby dump his load and back away. He went back to bed and played with his cock as he thought about a way to get his cock in his horny sister. He didn't know how much time had passed when he heard the door open. He froze with his fist wrapped around his dick and slowly turned his head.
Corky smiled and licked her lips. "Oh, wow!" she said softly. "What a magnificent cock."
Johnny stared at his sister's voluptuous, naked body. "Corky?" he muttered.
"Hello, big brother. I've never had one that big. Do you want to do it by yourself, or may I help?"
She crossed to the bed in two long strides and sat down by him. Her nipples grazed his legs as she leaned over and kissed the tip of his throbbing cock. He shivered and caught his breath.
"Damn, Corky, I...."
She put her finger across his lips to silence him and said, "Unless you're going to say you're happy that I'm here, don't say anything."
She slithered on top of him. He put his arms around her and hugged her lovingly. Her warm, soft body sent lances of pleasure through him.
"I'm glad you're here," he said softly.
His hands slid down to her firm young buttocks. He wormed his fingers into the crack of her ass and felt the soft swirl of hair covering her asshole and cunt.
"Mmmmmm, your hands feel just as pleasant as I thought they would," she murmured. "Put your finger in my pussy, big brother."
Her cunt lips were warm and wet. They trembled when he touched them. He peeled the thick lips apart with his thumb and forefinger. He sank his middle ringer in her slick honey hole and wiggled the tip.
She wiggled all over and muttered, "Ummmm."
"You're so wet," he said, wondering if he was feeling Bobby's jism.
"Of course, dear. I've been thinking about you since I got rid of Bobby. Even before, if you want to know the truth. I saw you watching him fuck me."
"You did?"
"Uh huh. I saw you when you turned off your light and stood in the window. Usually, I stay in the car and fuck. Tonight, I got out so you could watch me. I knew that we would come together tonight. As soon as I got rid of Bobby, I took a bath and got all fresh and clean for you."
"That's fantastic! I was afraid...."
"I wouldn't do that to my own brother," she snickered.
He worked his finger deeper into her pussy and churned it around. He smiled and sighed as the warm honey of her secretions soaked his finger. She gave him a quick kiss and sat up. He looked disappointed, and she laughed softly.
"Don't worry, I'm not going away. You can't get your fingers in there properly from behind." She straddled his waist and pulled his hand back to her crotch. "There now, that's much better. Finger-fuck me, Johnny, and get me off! I've been dying to cum with you."
He slipped his middle finger back into her pussy, then added his forefinger and finger-fucked her forcefully. She purred like a contented pussy, licked her lips and fondled her tits.
As his fingers brought her rising passion closer to the peak, she reached around and grabbed his throbbing rod. She squeezed it hard and stripped it down harshly. He squirmed with excitement and his fingers moved faster in his sister's love tunnel.
"Oooooohhhhhh, Johnny, you're going to make me cum! It feels so good and I just love to cum! Get it, big boy, get it good!"
Johnny was excited enough to cum then and there. He controlled himself, knowing he was in for a long night of fantastic pleasure with this hot little vixen who just happened to be his younger sister.
He sat up and reached around her with his other hand. He pushed his middle finger in between the cheeks and dug the tip into the tight orifice of her anus. She squirmed and yelped softly. Her sphincter relaxed and the first joint of his finger pressed inside.
"Yesss!" she hissed. "I love to have something in my ass when I cum. Do it hard! I'm just about there!"
He jammed his finger in and out of her asshole and pumped the two fingers of his other hand in and out of her hot gash. She squirmed and gurgled appreciatively. She tightened her grip on his prick and jerked it up and down with a forceful stroke that made him groan.
He didn't think he had ever felt such intense pleasure with another woman. He knew that a good part of the thrill was the fact that it was his own sister whose asshole and pussy he was plundering. That only made the pleasure more intense.
She licked his face, then attached her mouth to his and brother and sister touched tongues for the first time. They kissed passionately, their tongues coiling and coaxing and darting. She crawled around in reverse and gazed lovingly at his violently throbbing dick.
"God, Johnny, your cock is so big! So fat and long and beautiful. I just love it!"
"Suck it, Sis. Take it in your mouth and eat it up!"
She grabbed his dong with both hands, fed it into her mouth and gobbled it up hungrily. Her teeth scraped the pulsating flesh as her lips stretched for the thick, hairy base.
He sucked in his breath sharply. An overwhelming wave of pleasure washed over him. He had to grit his teeth and concentrate hard to keep from shooting a stream of sperm down his younger sister's sucking gullet. He held on and watched her gobble his dick like it was a stick of candy.
"Corky, baby, you're going to make me cum right now, I swear to God you are. Man, can you suck cock!"
"Mmmmmm," she moaned. She slowly slid her mouth back to the tip of the blood-red knob, then lifted her mouth from his horn. "I guess I get a little wild when I have a stiff cock in my mouth."
"Get as wild as you want!" he exclaimed. His mama didn't raise any fools!
She took his wand back in her mouth and dragged her teeth along the straining flesh again. She grasped the swollen shaft with both hands and her mouth and hands slid up and down together.
He put his hand on the inside of her thigh and pulled her toward him. She opened her legs and straddled his head. He stared into her gaping blonde beaver. She wiggled her ass and curved her hot, wet pussy down. He licked his lips and kissed her sultry snatch. Sticky sex dew drooled out of the honey pot and coated his lips.
She spit his cock out and looked back between her legs. "Oh, Johnny! Eat my pussy! Suck me off, big brother!"
He pursed his lips and pressed them to her clitoris. The large, bright red joy button bulged out of its hood. He pressed down on it and felt his sister shiver with pleasure. He pressed harder and her ass squirmed. He opened his lips slightly and sucked on the vital pink stud of pleasure.
She took his prick out of her mouth and rested it against her cheek. "Ooohhh, Johnny, that feels so fucking good!" she whispered harshly. "Yes, Johnny, oh, yes! Suck my clit, brother! Suck it!"
He put the tips of his fingers around her clit and popped it further out of its hood. Then he surrounded it with his lips and sucked hard.
"Aaahhh!" she moaned. She threw her head back, as if caught in an intense muscle spasm. Her mouth hung open and an expression of intense pleasure covered her face. "Oh, fuck that feels good, Johnny! So fucking good! Oh, Johnny, I'm cumming!"
He flicked the tip of his tongue back and forth on her swollen love button. Her body shook all over each time his tongue swiped across her clit. She screamed and scrubbed her wet slit over his mouth. He stuck one finger in her gooey hole and churned it around and back and forth as his tongue slapped at her clitoris.
"God! Oh, God!" she cried. "It's so gooooood!"
Laura paused at the door of her son's bedroom and listened a moment. She knew the sounds of carnal ecstasy when she heard them. She'd uttered them often enough herself. Those sounds could mean only one thing. Her daughter was in her son's bed. She wondered if this was their first time. She had never heard or seen anything that would indicate they had done it before. But then, the two of them were pretty good at keeping things from their parents. She debated with herself about going into the room and scolding them for breaking one of society's most sacred rules. She asked herself why she should, and couldn't answer. She shrugged and went on down the hall to her bedroom. She crawled into bed and attacked her husband.
CHAPTER FOUR
Corky regained enough control of herself to take Johnny's cock back into her mouth. She ate it voraciously, sucking, licking and biting the throbbing length of flesh, truly making love to his prick.
He played with her clit a few moments, then used both hands to hold her pussy open wide and stuck his tongue in the hairy cleft. He ran his tongue up the length of her gash, slid it around, and slapped it on her wet, pink clit like a whip. The faster he licked her quim, the faster she pumped her mouth up and down his prick. Cum suddenly spewed into his sister's mouth. She sealed her lips around his shaft and sucked hard. She timed the bob of her head with the spurts of the hot liquid, gqing down when he squirted, then up to coax more from him.
"Corky...Corky...." he groaned.
He arched his back and shoved his cock deeper into her mouth. She swallowed his dagger down to the base. His fingers clawed at the hair and flesh of her cunt. He pulled the pussy flesh up around his face and bored his tongue into her syrupy hole.
She gathered his balls in her fingers and fondled the heavy orbs. She pumped her mouth up and down his quivering stem. Each time her lips reached the head, she curled her tongue around the sensitive knob, then went down again.
He writhed in ecstasy. Sensations of pure pleasure poured over him. His head dropped back to the bed and he groaned. "Ohhhhhh, God, Corky! Swallow it, Sis, swallow it!"
She swallowed the entire length of his exploding dick and sucked hard. His prick heaved, swelled, then blasted the back of her throat with another load of gooey, bubbling seed.
She held his cock tightly as it twitched and issued the last drop of juice. She murmured happily as she ate his cum. She pressed her tongue against the underside of his exhausted organ and dragged her mouth up slowly.
He groaned and caressed his sister's taut ass cheeks. He pressed his face sideways against her open cunt and rubbed his cheek in the sticky wetness. She looked at her big brother and smiled sweetly.
"Do you like I way I suck cock, Brother?"
"Do I like it? You're a terrific cocksucker, Sis. I guess I shouldn't ask you where you learned, but you sure do it well."
"Thanks," she said. She kissed the wet tip of his limp cock lightly. "Your cock tastes good."
"No one has ever given me a better blow job."
She lay on her side with her pussy close to his head and propped her head up on one arm. She smiled at him and he winked at her.
"I'm sure glad we finally got around to doing this," she said.
"Yeah, me too," he replied.
He kissed her pussy. His fingers touched the fleshy ridges of the lips. They were sticky with his saliva and her love juice.
"I wish you had been here to get my cherry."
"Have you been with lots of guys?"
"Well, not that many. I like to fuck. I think about it and get all shivery inside. I start kissing and the guy touches my tits, which are very sensitive by the way, or touches my pussy, and my insides just turn to jelly. I couldn't resist then, even if I wanted to."
"Yeah, I was watching you out the window. But I guess you said you knew that already, didn't you?"
"Uh huh. Bobby's all right. He's got a big dick, but not as big as yours. He's nothing special. He's not my boyfriend, or anything, I mean. I don't have a steady guy. If I did, he would have to be just like you."
He smiled and kissed her cunt tenderly. "What do you do with guys? Anything special? Do you just fuck, or what?"
"Oh, we do it all, I guess," she said with a chuckle.
"What about this two guys at once business? I heard Bobby talking about what you did with him and George."
She chuckled again. "You heard that?"
"I heard everything he said when he wasn't licking your pussy."
She glanced at his wilted cock and tapped it. She leaned over, put her cheek against it, and blew on the head. It flopped over to the left. She wrinkled her brow and frowned.
"When is it going to come back to life? I want you to fuck me."
"Well, sometimes it takes a while, you know."
"Yeah, but you're young. The guys I fuck never take long to get ready for a second shot. Have you ever fucked an older woman? You know, about Mama's age?"
"No. The way Aunt Helen acts, I think she's looking for something on the side. I would like to nail her, but there isn't much chance of that."
"Yeah, Frank spends too much time in town. I'll bet she's fun in bed. She's got great tits. Just like Mama's."
"Have you seen Mama naked?"
"Oh, sure, lots of times. Her tits are so big and firm. She wouldn't have to wear a bra if she didn't want to. Every time I see her naked, I want to touch her tits. I don't dare. She would probably smack my ass red."
"Do you do it with girls?"
Her brother was starting to breathe hard, and she decided to help things along by playing with his cock. "Not the way you mean. A couple of times, another girl and I let some guys fuck us side by side. We kissed and touched each other's tits, that sort of thing. I didn't go down on her. I let one girl go down on me. Once."
"Have you ever done it with an older man?"
"No," Corky replied. "I would like to. What I would really like to do is get Daddy. I've seen him naked, and his cock is bigger than yours. It must run in the family. Have you ever thought about doing it with Mama?"
"Yeah, now and then. I see her bent over in her tight jeans, and my cock gets hard. She's got a great ass. That must run in the family, too. Yours is just like hers. In the summer, when she wears just her nightgown and light robe to cook breakfast Sunday morning, I get all hot and bothered watching her tits jiggle."
His cock had become rock-hard and was throbbing mightily. "Well, I guess we got that nice and ready," she said, squeezing his prick. "Do you want to fuck me now?"
"Is a cat a furry pussy?" he quipped.
She rolled onto her back and spread her legs wide. He brushed his hands over her tits, down to her bellybutton, and then over the dewy mound of hair covering her garden of pleasure. She lifted her head and smiled. She sighed and licked her lips with her long, pink tongue. She opened her snatch with the tips of her fingers and he tickled her stiff clit. She breathed deeply and shivered with excitement.
"Come on, fuck me!" she groaned hotly. "Stick your big dick up my cunt and make me cum and cum and cum!"
Her pussy was so wet, it looked as if someone had poured a glass of water over it. He got on his knees between her shapely legs and ran the tip of his finger down her seam.
"Come on, big brother!" she whispered impatiently. "Fuck me! Jam your big cock right into me! Don't make me wait any longer! I want it!"
His cock felt ready to explode right then and there. Fucking his younger sister was far out! He guided the head to her furry opening. She grabbed it from him and pulled it to the mouth of her love tunnel. She lifted her ass, hooked her pussy over the thick knob of his cock and grabbed his hips. She pulled him forward slowly and his prong sank into her, inch by inch. Abruptly, she yanked his hips and threw her cunt up, stuffing the last of his throbbing wand into her box.
"Oooooo, Johnny! Your fantastic cock feels so fucking good inside me! God, I love it! Fuck me, Brother! Fuck your sister's hot little cunt good!"
"Damn, Sis, you've got the finest pussy I've ever had," he wheezed. "It feels like melted butter all around my cock. Damn, what a fabulous fuck you are!"
She pulled his head down and they kissed passionately, rolling their tongues at each other, sobbing in their intense excitement. Whoever said that a tie ball game was like kissing your sister never had a sister like Corky! He kissed her on the cheek, the neck, below the ear, and on the satiny flesh of her heaving tits. Then he started sucking her nipples and fucking her.
He pulled his prick back until it nearly fell out of her warm enclosure, then gradually pushed it back in. He hunched his hips and banged the last inch or so into her clasping sex sheath. She gasped and groaned and stared at him with an expression of pure love, lust and adoration.
He slid his cock out again, twisted it and made her writhe up at him. He rammed back in, harder and faster, and immediately slid back to the head. Then he started pumping her pussy with a steady, hard-driving rhythm.
She muttered and whimpered as he slide his big dick in and out of her tight, juicy pussy. She felt her orgasm bubbling deep in her cunt. She shook her head and wailed, "Ooohhh! It's great, Johnny! Simply fucking fabulous! Yes! Fuck me! Aaahhh, yes! I'm cumming, Johnny! I'm cumming!"
They clutched and bucked and humped furiously. They rolled around on the bed, swaying to the rhythm of their fucking, moving faster and faster.
"Jesus, what a fabulous cunt!" he breathed.
"I'm cumming, Johnny!" she screeched. "Oh, God, it's great! Fan-fucking-tastic!"
She arched her back and dug the back of her head into the mattress. She stuffed her fist in her mouth to cut off her scream so their parents wouldn't know what they were doing. He took a deep breath and fucked her with increased vigor, humping and pumping his sister's pussy faster and faster. The faster he fucked her, the crazier she became. Her body seemed to rise off the bed and levitate as she climaxed.
She took her fist out of her mouth and stared at him with lusty eyes. "Oh, my cunt, my cunt!" she whispered hoarsely. "It's on fire, Johnny! It's burning up! Fuck my brains out, Johnny! I'm fucking my brother and I'm going crazy!"
Her cunt clamped right on his cock, as if trying to wring it dry. His balls ached, and he knew that he couldn't go on much longer. The tension built. He fucked his young sister harder. He sweated and heaved and shivered and groaned. Pleasure roared through every nerve in his body. The fuse was lit and burning rapidly toward the package of explosives in his groin.
"Oh, fuck!" he muttered.
It had never been this good with any woman. He didn't know why. Maybe because his sister was simply a super piece of ass. Maybe there was some special coordination, some instinctive rapport between brother and sister. Whatever the reason, they were cooking. He wished he could fuck her all night.
She felt the same way. No cock had ever felt better, had ever stuffed her cunt so full or made it feel so fine. Her hands slid down his spine to the cheeks of his ass. She pulled his buns apart and stuck several fingers into the crevice. She scratched his hairy asshole and tickled the back of his balls.
"Oh, fuck!" he muttered again.
"You are, Brother, you are!" she panted. "And you're doing it so well!"
He was rapidly losing control. Ecstasy rolled over him in waves. He pumped faster and faster, fucking furiously. Then it hit. He grimaced and groaned as the ten pounds of TNT in his balls exploded and euphoria seared his brain.
She felt his cock swell and knew she was going to get his boiling tribute in a moment. She stuck the tip of one finger in his asshole and writhed harder, fucking back at him with all of her energy. The walls of her sex channel flexed rapidly, rippling along the full length of his shaft, coaxing the cum from him.
His cum bubbled up and filled his sister's clutching pussy. They moaned and writhed and bucked more wildly than ever.
"Ooohhh, Johnny, Johnny! Ohhhhh, yes, yes!"
Brother and sister crashed and burned. They lay in each other's arms, panting heavily. They smiled at each other. They caressed and kissed tenderly. She snuggled up closer to him and kissed him on the lips. She put one leg over his hip and cradled his head between her tits.
CHAPTER FIVE
Jack came in the back door. "Looks like it's going to rain," he said. "No need to hurry with breakfast, Sunshine. We aren't going to get much done today."
"I checked the weather channel a few minutes ago," Johnny said. "A weak California cold front is coming through. We're in for rain all day."
"Will wonders never cease," Jack said as he sat down at the table. "You don't have to look out the window any more. Just turn on the tube, and they'll tell you everything you need to know. I'll make you a bet, son. The rain will start in about an hour, and will stop before five o'clock."
"Don't take that bet," Corky said. "He's got a trick knee or something. His forecasts are more accurate than the pros."
"He's got ESP," Laura said. "He not only forecasts the weather, he reads minds."
Jack laughed softly. "If only I could, I wouldn't always be in the dark about what you're thinking. When your mother and I started farming, we had to learn to read the sky, son. What you see is often more accurate than computer models. As Ogden Nash said, progress is fine, but it's gone too far. Guess I might as well service the tractor. About the time I start tilling, the rain will start."
"I'll feed the livestock, then give you a hand," Johnny said.
"Corky can feed them and gather the eggs," Laura said. "I want you to take butter and eggs to your Aunt Helen."
"I can take it," Corky said. "I haven't seen Aunt Helen since she came to dinner last week."
"I want Johnny to go," Laura said. "The roads will be bad. That little bridge down the road will probably wash out again."
"I know how to handle a four-wheel," Corky persisted.
Laura smiled sweetly. "You also know how to wash and iron and re-hang curtains, dear."
"You're sexual stereotyping again, Mama," Corky said.
"You'll just have to live with it, honey," Jack said. "She's old-fashioned. So am I."
"Gender stereotyping is more precise," Laura said. "Some jobs belong to men, and some belong to women. Sex is a different matter." Her eyes clouded with a faraway look and her voice became husky. "It's a lot more fun when roles get blurred. Doing the same old things the same old way gets dreadfully boring. Even doing it with the same person all the time loses its edge if you aren't careful."
"Are you speaking from experience, Mom?" Corky quipped.
Laura's eyes cleared. She looked at her daughter and smiled coyly. "You might know that better than I, dear," she said softly. "Unless you walk and talk in your sleep."
Corky snickered. Johnny nearly choked on his coffee. Jack looked puzzled.
"I forgot to keep my mouth shut," Corky said, feigning innocence. She knew that, sooner or later, one of her parents would find out that she and her brother were getting it on. Obviously, her mother had, and didn't care. "But you can't do some things with your mouth shut."
"I seem to be the only one who doesn't know what's going on," Jack said.
"I'll tell you later, darling," Laura said. "Johnny, you'd better be on your way. Corky, you take down the curtains in the bedrooms. I'll clean up the kitchen and take down the ones in here."
The rain started coming down by the bucketful soon after Johnny left. He looked at his watch and grinned. "Dad was right," he muttered to himself. "Maybe I ought to get him to teach me how he does it."
The rain pelted his truck like buckshot. His mind drifted back to the tall, voluptuous red-headed coed he banged the night he graduated from college. She said she just loved everything about sex. As if to prove it, she sucked and fucked him like there was no tomorrow. He was two days late getting home.
He slowed and drove more carefully as the rain soaked the road.
He remembered how her fat, pink pussy look when he went down on her. Her light red bush grew in wild profusion, especially down the middle of her seam. Corky's bush grew the same way. He loved to suck a sweet pussy, almost as much as he loved to stick his hard cock in it. He wondered how it felt to suck a bald pussy. He'd seen pictures of women who shaved, but he'd never had one. He didn't know if he would like it. Fighting his way through a wild tangle of underbrush with his tongue was half the fun.
"Damn!" he exclaimed as the right front wheel hit a chuck hole almost big enough to swallow the tire. "Why don't they grade these damned roads better? Supposed to be gravel. Mud is more like it."
He glanced quickly at the basket of eggs on the seat by him. He hoped none of them broke. He wanted to go faster, but didn't dare. Even if his dad was right and the rain let up before dark, they wouldn't get any work done today. The sooner he got back home, the sooner he could coax his sister into his bed again.
He grinned and muttered, "As if I would have to try very hard."
He hadn't had time to renew his relationship with any of the girls he grew up with. Some of them had helped him pass the time during summer breaks. They had probably moved away or married anyway. He wasn't too sure about making a run at a married woman. Hot-headed husbands might be more apt to shoot first and ask questions later.
Fortunately, he had a prime piece off ass right at home, so he wasn't desperate to look on the other farms or in town. Hell, he just might not look at all. He wasn't ready to take on the responsibilities of marriage, and Corky didn't seem in a hurry to settle down with one guy.
He remembered the conversation he had with his sister about Aunt Helen. She did look like their mother. During the past week, his mom had revealed a sexual nature that he never suspected existed. Funny how kids never thought of their parents having sex. If Aunt Helen had the same disposition...
"Forget it," he muttered. "There's nothing there for you. She's not only married, she's your aunt. If you try any monkey business with her, she'll tell Mom. She'll tell Dad, and he'll nail your hide to the barn door."
Helen sat in a big, overstuffed armchair in her living room, hugging her knees tightly. Her skirt lay in careless disarray across her shapely thighs, and her lush brown bush was clearly visible.
"He's late, damn it!" she said angrily. "Why the fuck should a little rain slow him down? What's all this stuff about neither snow nor sleet nor rain anyway?"
She didn't know that a bridge had washed out and the mail carrier couldn't ford the rushing stream in his dinky truck. If she had known, she wouldn't have cared. He could walk! She was expecting something special in the mail, something sexy and exciting. She lifted one hand to push a stray lock of her long brown hair from her forehead. Her fingers drifted slowly to her mouth. She could feel tiny pulsations in her fingertips as her tongue crept out to moisten her lips.
"Oh, fuck!" she muttered. "Nothing ever goes right!"
Her fingers and the friendly mailman's visits were about the only things that kept her going. And what he had to offer was far more pleasing than getting herself off. Polishing the pearl now and then was fun, but a steady diet of fingers quickly lost its appeal. When her vibrator came, at least she would have something to stuff in her pussy between his visits.
She wrapped her arms around her chest and held herself protectively, trying to fight her restlessness. One hand caressed her neck slowly. Her other hand involuntarily slid down and her fingers dug into the soft flesh inside her thigh. She wanted to shove her fingers into her cunt and twist them hard.
Instead, she extended her legs straight out and watched her skirt slide further up her thighs. Her lavish brown bush came into view, and she thought about her husband. Frank!
Dear Frank's long, fat cock...much too greedy for anything but its own pleasure. She didn't even cum the last time he fucked her. Whenever that was. He was too quick on the trigger, as usual. Definitely not like the postman, who could fuck her for what seemed like hours before he loaded her pussy with gobs and gobs of cum.
How could Frank have such a wonderful tool, one that stretched her poor little pussy to the limit, and fail to satisfy her? They didn't fuck anything like the way they did before they moved to the country. Something had gone out of their marriage, something important that she couldn't quite put her finger on. She didn't think it was her fault. God knew, she was eager for it. Always had been. She never seemed able to get enough.
Maybe that was part of the problem. Maybe her sexual appetite scared her husband. He was a stick-in-the-mud about sex. Once in a while, he let her get on top. But he didn't really like it that way. He rarely let her blow him. The last time she got his cock in her mouth, she ignored his objection and sucked him off. He pitched a hissy fit, and wouldn't even fuck her. To spite him, she lay right there in bed next to him and jacked off!
She let her eyes wander around the living room, hardly seeing the old-fashioned furnishings that would bring a small fortune on the antiques market. She sensed the hollow presence of every room in the big, rambling farmhouse. She knew them all too well-too well! Once she finished the housework, there wasn't anything to do except jack off or watch TV. God, how she had grown to hate that fucking boob tube and the soap operas that filled the daytime schedule!
She needed a cigarette. She shook one out of the pack lying on the table by the chair. Damn! Her lighter was out of fluid. She had to go to the kitchen for a match. Just one more thing that wasn't going right today!
On the way back to the living room, she struck the match with a single sharp movement and inhaled deeply. She pulled her dress around her waist and sat in the armchair. She looked at her pussy, then out the big picture window again. She still saw nothing but the rain splattering against the glass and the empty fields beyond. Where the fuck was he? She wanted her mail and needed his cock!
Frank inherited the house and acreage from his parents. They thought living out in the country, away from the hustle and bustle of the city, would be great. They both hated Denver's horrible traffic and infamous, smothering brown cloud. She hadn't known that part of the inheritance would be boredom and loneliness when Frank went off to work in the city every day.
Not just the weekdays, but often on the weekends too. Maybe that was the reason he didn't feel like fucking her every day any more-maybe he was just too tired.
She rested her chin in the palm of her hand. Her face was fine-featured, with a pert nose and full, sensuous lips. Lips that craved lots of kisses. Lips that seldom got what they needed, including a stiff cock sliding between them at least once a day. Her eyes were as gray as the pelting rain, as cloudy as the overcast sky.
Her thoughts came in quick flashes, jumping like grasshoppers in the summer sun. If only the sun would come out. She knew the heat would only bring another summer thunderstorm. She thought it might help if she could concentrate on something pleasant. Maybe then everything would fall into place, and she would find the peace and contentment she sought.
She settled back in the soft, yielding cushions of the big armchair-Frank's favorite chair, on the rare occasions he was home and had time to use it-with her hands resting on her knees. She drew her legs up and stared calmly at her hands as they slid slowly up the inside of her thighs. She rubbed herself like a cat, going a little higher with each stroke.
"Mama's got a pretty, furry pussy," she whispered into the damp stillness. Her hands went higher. She spread her knees wide so she could look between them to the window and the wall of rain beyond. "Mama's got a really fine pussy. She wants a big old hard cock in it, going in and out, in and out...for a long, long time!"
She wouldn't let her hand go higher yet. She lifted her legs and draped them over the thickly padded arms of the chair. She looked at her crotch and chuckled. God, she looked so fucking wanton! She felt vulnerable, spread out so shamelessly with her hairy gash fully exposed. But she liked the sexiness of the lewd position. When the mailman came, he could see her through the big window. Where the fuck was he, anyway?
She couldn't wait any longer. She put her palms together and pushed her hands into her crotch. Her joined thumbs rammed between the juicy lips of her cunt with a squishing sound. She looked at the mounds of her tits in her dress. She wanted to play with them, too, but both hands were busy between her legs. She had to use both hands in her snatch. Why didn't she have four hands? She captured her clit between her thumbs and jiggled them.
"God!" she moaned. "My clit is so hard, it feels like it's going to break right off!"
She lifted her hands, licked her thumbs, then put both hands back in her crotch. She squeezed her buzzer between two fingers of her right hand, and felt it pulsate with eagerness. Two fingers of her left hand slid between the lips of her twat and headed for her glory hole. Her hungry cunt sucked them inside. She groaned and squirmed.
"Ohhh, yes, jam yourselves in there!" she wailed out loud. "Jam in there and twist around until you get all the way up my cunt!"
She humped up and down in the chair. It wasn't as good as having the postman's prick in her.
Rick the mailman!
Hung like a stallion and randy as a billy goat. She loved to suck his big cock and eat his gooey cum. Rick, the friendly mailman who came with the mail every day and came in her at least three times a week. Her pussy ached after he fucked her. But it was a good kind of hurting, a feeling that stayed with her long after he left.
"Dear Rick," she muttered. "Where are you, you son of a bitch? I need your big cock so badly!"
She pulled her fingers out of her pussy, then shoved them back in again, harder. She felt a burning pressure deep in her groin. Damn, she had to pee! How could her timing get any worse? Nothing was going right!
She got up and flounced out of the room. Her fingers continued to jiggle on her clit down the hall. She would keep herself primed and finish the job on the toilet.
CHAPTER SIX
Helen took off her lacy red panties and draped them over the shower curtain rod. She pulled her dress up around her waist and sat on the toilet. She pressed hard and felt the pee start. She had heard that some men liked to watch a woman pee. She wondered why such a simple act fascinated them. Rick could watch her pee, if he wanted to. She would do just about anything for him, as long as she got his big cock to suck and ride as a reward.
She studied herself critically in the mirror on the back of the door. Her thighs had never been thin. But they were still as shapely and firm as they were when she married Frank. Why didn't he like to get between them as much as he used to?
Her forehead was still unwrinkled, even at thirty-five. At least that was something. She expected to have turkey skin on her neck and wrinkles all over her face by this time. She squeezed her fleshy cunt lips together, closing them over her finger, and moaned softly.
At least she hadn't let the isolation of living in the country get to her the way it had to many of the neighbors. She couldn't stand what the long days of boredom and heavy diet did to them. They seemed to think that living on what had been a farm demanded that they eat like a farmer-or like the pigs the farmers had raised.
Except her sister, of course. She and her husband ran a real farm. like farmers of old, they grew a variety of crops. Jack made the best sausage she had ever eaten. If she had one of his big, fat sausages right now, she would shove it up her cunt instead of her fingers.
She straddled the toilet seat and slid her hand over the reddened lips of her snatch. She watched her face, shaking her head gently so her long brown hair jiggled in counterpoint to the wiggling of her fingers in her pussy.
She swiveled around on the seat to spread her legs in front of the mirror. She could see herself getting excited as her finger prodded the erect stud at the top of her hairy gash. It was almost like watching another woman playing with herself.
"Ummmmmm, nice wet pussy," she murmured, exchanging a smile with the woman in the mirror.
The tip of her tongue slid along her upper lip. The red underside reminded her of the glistening, crimson head of a prick. She wished she had one in her mouth right now, giving it a good sucking. Her hand moved faster.
"Let's see one of those nice tits," she murmured.
"Let Mama hold one of those soft tits in her hand. Mama wants to pinch those pretty nipples until they beg for more. Just like your clitty is twitching, wanting it so badly."
She liked the way the thick nipples on her big tits poked the blue cotton of her housedress. She thought of herself as a hot little bitch who was only masquerading as a housewife. She took her hands from her cunt and kept her eyes on the image in the mirror as she opened the front of her dress. The large pearl buttons were easy to handle.
"That's a nice little bitch," she muttered as she pinched and stroked her nipples. "Good titties! Certainly big enough for a man to put his prick between them and blow his load all over my chest. I wonder why Frank never wants to do that any more."
She put one hand back between her thighs. Her fingers easily located the erect projection of her hard love buzzer.
"Mama-likes big titties." She squeezed the bud of her left tit between her thumb and forefinger, and watched it swell with arousal. "Does that feel good, little bitch?" she asked her reflection.
"Oh, yes, it feels so fucking good!"
"Mama's going to give you the finger again, Miss Pretty Pussy. The fingers are here and...."
"Oh, yesss! There! Put your finger up my ass, too!"
She enjoyed her little game of speaking to herself in two different voices while getting herself off, just as if there were really two people present. Her breath came in short, quick gasps, matching the rhythm of her fingers in her pussy. Her thumb was in her ass, going in slowly, so slowly.
"That's it! Slip it in slow! Finger-fuck my ass!"
Johnny parked as close as possible to the house. He had to walk slow so he wouldn't break the eggs. By the time he reached the front porch, he was soaked.
"Oh, Mama, Mama, do me with your fingers!" Helen wailed. "Oh, yes, Mama, yesss! Frig my clitty! Right there! Ohhh, yesss, frig my poor little clitty, Mama! It's on fire!"
"Little bitch-likes her pretty titties petted, doesn't she? Pet your stiff nipples like that, you little bitch!"
The doorbell cut into Helen's awareness like a scalpel. She thought Rick had finally come with his big cock and her vibrator. She jumped up and rushed to the front door. She put a broad smile on her face and yanked the door open to welcome him.
Johnny stared at his aunt's bare tits sticking out of her open dress. God, those things are beautiful! he thought. He had a basket of eggs in one hand and a package of butter in the other, or he would have reached out and fondled the gorgeous mounds. Aunt or no aunt!
Helen's smile started to fade. She put it back on and trilled, "Johnny!"
He cleared his throat twice and said, "Did I come at a bad time?" he mumbled.
"I was expecting the mailman," she replied. She saw where he was looking and quickly pulled the top of her dress closed. "I mean... well...."
"He probably won't make it today. The bridge is out. I had to use the four-wheel and ford the creek. His truck isn't big enough to get across." He held out the butter and eggs. "Mom sent these over. Everything is fresh."
"Oh, how thoughtful." She seemed to actually see him for the first time. "You're soaked. Why are you standing out there?"
"You're standing in the door," he said.
"Oh," she muttered. She backed up. "Well, come on in. You can't stand out there all day."
He couldn't figure her out. She sounded angry with him for not having done something. He followed her into the house, feeling uneasy and wary. The way the cheeks of her ass wiggled under her thin summer frock only made things worse.
"The coffee is fresh," she said.
She left him in the dining room and went to the kitchen to check something in the oven. As she bent over, her dress rode up to reveal her smooth and shapely upper thighs. He could have sworn she gave her ass a little shake in his direction. He couldn't be sure it had really happened. Not that it made a lot of difference to his cock. He felt it swelling in his pants as he stared at her ass and wondered what it would feel like to have his hands all over it. It was shapely and firm, just like his mother's.
She straightened up and turned to face him. He sensed that something in her manner had changed.
"Would you like some fresh coffee? It won't take but a few minutes to drink a cup. You're not in a hurry, are you? Maybe you should wait until your clothes are dry anyway. You're soaked. Tell you what. You go in the bathroom and get out of those wet clothes, and I'll bring you one of Frank's robes. If I let you go home that way, Laura will give me hell."
She realized that she was rattling. She couldn't help herself. She had been so close to cumming. Then she thought Rick was at the door, and she was going to ride his big cock. She was having trouble separating the mailman from her nephew in her mind.
Johnny had such a hard-on that he had to hide it with his hands. His prick bulged at the front of his wet pants like a fist balled up against the zipper. She came out of the kitchen, and he knew she was going to see it. Then there would be hell to pay. How could he be so stupid? Getting a hard-on just because he saw his aunt's naked tits and foxy ass.
"The mailman stops here for coffee several times a week," she said. Her eyes dropped to the front of his pants, but she didn't seem to notice the bulge. "About every other day," she continued, sounding distracted. She had no idea why she said it. It just came out.
"I'd better get out of these wet clothes." He had to do something to get away from her until his cock went down. "You said something about one of Frank's robes."
"Oh, yes. You know where the bathroom is. I'll bring the robe in a minute."
He shut the bathroom door behind him and turned the lock. Out of her presence, he lost his erection. He took off his shirt, turned to hang it over the shower curtain rod and saw her lacy red panties. They went right up against her pretty ass and sweet pussy. Her pussy had to be sweet. It ran in the family, no doubt, and Corky's was as sweet as sugar. He laid the panties on his shoulder and hung his shirt. He had to take off his boots to get his jeans off. His boots and socks were soaked anyway. His clothes filled the rod. Oh, well, he could put her panties on top of his shirt.
He couldn't resist the urge to rub the panties over his face. He felt his cock stir and flicked the head sharply with his middle finger. He couldn't go back out there with a hard-on. There was no way he could keep it from showing under a robe. The panties were against his cheek when he heard the door open behind him. He looked over his shoulder at Helen standing in the door, holding a robe.
"You look like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar," she laughed. "Coffee's ready. Don't let it get cold." She tossed him the robe and left the door standing open.
He came back into the dining room, feeling edgy again. He was sure she was going to order him out of the house at any minute. Following her gesture, he took a seat in a chair facing a large window that overlooked the field behind the house. The ground was covered with a growth of summer weeds. Frank wasn't even a weekend gardener.
She had put out cups and saucers. She brought the pot of coffee from the kitchen and leaned over to fill his cup. She had buttoned her dress only partway. Her fine tits were firm and full, standing up proudly without the benefit of a bra.
He couldn't help looking down the front of her dress. The sight of the twin globes made his cock twitch. He wished her could slide his fingers down those smooth slopes and into the deep cleavage between the large mounds. He wondered if she was wearing panties. The ones in the bathroom weren't wet. Maybe she put them on that morning, then took them off for some reason. The thought of her sweet pussy naked under the summer frock made his cock twitch harder.
She poured her coffee and sat at the end of the table. Her knee touched his, and he couldn't tell if it was an accident or on purpose.
"So, how are things?" she asked, her voice casual. Whatever had been bothering her earlier seemed to have been resolved. "Are you glad to be home for good?"
"Yeah, college gets to be a drag."
She lit a cigarette and took a deep drag. Her tits swelled. Her nipples poked into the thin material of her dress. She gave him a knowing smile. "Anything you do over and over the same old way, gets to be a drag."
He tried to keep his eyes off the firm buds capping her beautiful tits. She wasn't alluding to what he thought she was. She couldn't be. She was his aunt, for Pete's sake! He decided to play along anyway, and see what happened.
"What if you do the same thing over and over, but do it differently? Does it still get to be a drag?"
She gave him a knowing smile. "Not necessarily," she replied, her voice low and husky. "Especially if you don't have to do it with the same person all the time. You don't look as if college made you soft. I mean, you look like you have lots of stamina and all that stuff."
What stuff? he wondered. He watched her finger as it moved languidly around the rim of her cup. "Well, I worked on the farm with Dad every summer, and I stayed active at school."
She gave him another knowing smile. "Yes, I imagine you did. Why do you still call me Aunt Helen?"
"Well, Helen is your name, and you are my aunt."
"I don't want you to call me aunt. It makes me feel old, and I'm not that much older than you. Oh, I forgot the cream."
She leaned forward as she got up, and he saw most of her big tits again. His cock started filling with blood. He willed it to stop, without success. Watching her shapely ass sway as she walked, and imagining her tits jiggling around in her dress, was too arousing.
She came back and stood by him as she poured cream in her coffee. A few drops dribbled down the side of the small, cut glass pitcher. She caught them with the tip of her finger, then licked it idly. "Ever wonder why people do that?" she asked.
"Do what?" he stammered.
"Lick their finger instead of wiping it on a napkin." She seemed to be following some train of thought that he didn't understand. "Licking things must be a habit with some people. I can't seem to stop doing it. Not that I've ever tried very hard. Do you take cream?"
She leaned over and one of her tits pressed against his shoulder. He could smell her light perfume and the natural aroma of her body. The combination of her closeness and the smells made his head spin.
"No, I take mine black, no sugar," he replied.
She sat down again and looked at her cigarette. It had burned down to the filter. He hoped she would take another one so he could light it for her.
Instead, she played with the doily, drawing the crocheted loops between her fingers.
"I baked some cookies," she said. "Chocolate chip. I took them out of the oven when I went to get the cream. They're cooling now. You can have some after a while."
He couldn't figure her out. He had never seen her this way. She was an enigma, friendly and open one minute, withdrawn and pensive the next, as though she couldn't make up her mind about something.
She leaned toward him, with her warm, moist lips near his cheek. "Did my panties feel good when you rubbed them on your face?"
CHAPTER SEVEN
Johnny suffered partial brain lock and couldn't think of what to say. "I thought the door was locked," he mumbled.
"The lock wasn't working when we moved here," Helen said. "I asked Frank to repair it, but he never has time to fix anything around here." She leaned a little closer. "I wore them this morning." she giggled. "Could you smell me?"
His brain locked up completely for a moment. He looked at his cup and collected his thoughts. "What kind of game are you playing with me, Au... Helen?"
He felt his ear burning, less from embarrassment than her teeth tenderly nibbling his lobe. She stuck the tip of her wet tongue in his ear, and a shiver shot down his spine. She kissed him lightly, almost playfully, on the side of the neck.
"Welcome back," she said, her voice husky and unsteady.
He just couldn't figure her out. One moment she was forward, almost brazen, and the next she seemed distraught. If she wasn't his aunt, he would think she wanted him to fuck her and didn't know how to go about telling him.
"Did I ask you if you take cream?" she asked. She reached for the pitcher, stretching her dress taut across her firm tits.
"Yes," he replied. "I don't."
She looked out the window, avoiding his eyes. "I like lots of cream," she muttered.
His cock pulsed and twitched, understanding the tone of her voice before his mind registered it. He stirred his coffee, even though he hadn't put anything in it.
Her scent filled his nostrils, mingling with the rich fragrance of the coffee. He wanted to rub his face between her big, firm tits. He didn't know if he dared do anything so bold. He felt her thigh press against his, and returned the pressure. She continued to look out the window, acting as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening.
"Do you know the guy who carries the mail out here?"
"No. Maybe he's the guy I met at the washed out bridge."
"His name is Rick. Big Rick. He's very... friendly." She giggled and her hand slipped under the table and rested on his thigh. "If you know what I mean."
He looked at her without answering. He didn't know what to say anyway. He knew what she meant about Rick being friendly. He was also pretty sure he knew why she was telling him. He couldn't believe that she really wanted him to fuck her. Her hand went inside his robe and closed over his prick, and his doubt evaporated.
"Frank spends so much time in Denver on that damn job," she said, her voice husky and shaky. "Sometimes, he works all weekend, too. It gets so...lonely out here, you know?"
She looked at him with an urgency, a hunger, in her eyes. She curled her fingers around the head of his dick and tugged it. She had traveled this road many times and wasn't going to be kept from reaching her destination.
"Push your chair back," she said softly.
He pushed his chair back from the table. She rubbed the head of his cock with gentle movements of her hand. The shaft stood up large and throbbing. "Your cock is bigger than Frank's or Rick's." She squeezed his prick hard and hung on as if afraid it would get away from her. She took a drink of coffee and swished it around in her mouth.
"I like to swallow what I suck out," she said softly, her voice husky with sexual emotion.
She knelt between his legs. She head held his dick straight up and filled her mouth with coffee again. She lowered her head and he could hear the coffee sloshing around in her mouth. She held his cock tightly at the base and cupped his balls in her other hand.
His prick slid into her mouth, into the warm coffee. She swallowed and sucked simultaneously. He gasped and felt a sweeping wave of pleasure wash over him. His legs jerked convulsively. He put his hands on her head and rammed his cock down her throat. Her tongue curled around his long, thick shaft as she buried her face in his crotch without gagging. The effect electrified him. She clutched his cock at the base and pulled at it with her mouth.
"Oh, fuck, yeah!" he groaned. "That's fantastic!"
The wet, sucking sound of her mouth on his cock filled his ears. She whimpered and moaned softly as she sucked him. She shook her head from side to side, swinging his cock with it. He grunted with pleasure as her hand went lower and her finger touched his asshole.
Her finger went into the small, tight hole, jabbing, ramming home. He arched his back and lifted his ass off the chair. The way she pulled at his prick with her mouth felt like she was drawing his cum up like soda through a straw.
He splayed out beneath her in the chair as his sperm spurted into her mouth. She gulped it down, groaning and gobbling happily. She gave his dick a final lick and stood up, smacking her lips with gusto.
"Ummmmmm, that was good, Johnny. I haven't had a cock between my lips since Friday, when Rick gave me his big lollipop to suck on."
Her tongue flicked out and traveled around her lips to make sure she got every last droplet of his sex sauce. She looked down at his limp cock. She knew it would soon be hard again. What she was going to do guaranteed it.
"You've been staring at my tits ever since you got here. I suppose you want to see them." Smiling sexily, she unbuttoned her dress and slowly pushed it off her shoulders. The upper slopes of her tits appeared, bit by bit, until her nipples popped out. They were as hard as bullets. Her dress hung around her hips. She put her hands on her hips and stared at him. "I suppose you want me to take my dress all the way off, don't you?" she said.
"I never expected this," he said quietly. If the rest of her body was as fabulous as those glorious tits, he was in for a real treat.
"A little surprise now and then keeps life from being so dull," she said. "If I take my dress off, you'll be able to see everything, Johnny. You know that I'm not wearing panties. Do you know why I left them in the bathroom?"
"I thought maybe you washed them for some reason."
"I was jacking off when you came, Johnny." Her smile spoke volumes "Now, I don't have to do it myself, do I?"
"No," he said quickly. He couldn't believe his good fortune. First, his hot young sister, and now his equally hot aunt. Life couldn't get much better.
"That's what you want, isn't it?" she continued.
"You want to see my naked body and do all kinds of things to it."
He thought he ought to make one last try to do the honorable thing. "Should we be doing this, Helen?"
"Why not?" she said simply. "My pussy is hot and wet, and your cock is hard and ready. They go together, don't they?" She cocked her head to the side and smiled coyly. "If I show you my pussy, will you lick it?"
"Hell, I'll lick you all over if that's what you want."
"That sounds nice."
She slowly pushed her dress over her lush hips and ass, continuing to tease him. She enjoyed it almost as much as he did. She let her dress fall and stepped out of it. He looked at her with hot eyes. She knew she had a good body. When a man confirmed it, she felt fantastic. She spread her legs wide and posed for him with her hands on her hips. The thick, inner lips of her pussy hung down below the crisp brown curls covering her cunt.
His mouth watered. He licked his lips several times and swallowed hard. "Gorgeous," he said.
She slid her hand down her stomach and slipped the tip of one finger through her cunt lips and into her honey hole. She drew her finger back up the center of her slit and rubbed her erect love button. She meant to tease him, to make him wait before he sampled the delights of her sweet snatch, but she got carried away. She had no control over what her hand was doing. Playing with her clit felt so damn good. Her horny young nephew watching her do it made it super.
Her nail scratched lightly over her distended clitoris. She held the tip of her finger against her buzzer a moment, then started rotating it gently. A deluge of electric jolts shocked her body.
Her body started reacting to the vivid sexual images racing through her fertile mind. Scene after scene raced through her brain, forming a movie-like action inside her tightly shut eyelids: Frank's cock beating a rapid-fire rhythm in her cunt...Rick's huge horse cock plugging her pussy, filling it complete...the way Johnny's tongue would feel when he put it in her pussy...how his cock was going to fill her love tunnel and give her some more cum...
Her body started rocking and bucking in the ancient tempo of copulation. She was conscious only of the glorious sensations she felt. Waves of joyous heat flooded through her gyrating body. The cheeks of her ass clenched and her tits jiggled. Her cunt quaked with explosive stimulation.
He pulled on his prick as he watched her, awed by her graphic, unbridled passion.
Her hands tore at her flaming pussy as she neared her sexual pinnacle. Thunder boomed in her brain. Her body burned with excitement. Deep groans gurgled in her throat.
A furious tidal wave of emotion swept her away. Lust drove every rational thought from her mind. Shadowy nude figures fucking in all imaginable positions and combinations bombarded her mind. Her legs trembled. Steaming orgasmic fluids flowed over her drubbing fingers.
She opened her eyes and smiled dreamily. "Come with me, big boy."
She held his cock like a handle and led him into the living room. She sat down on the couch, slid forward until her ass was on the edge of the cushion and jutted her pussy forward.
"Get on your knees and your cock will be at just the right level."
He knelt between her shapely legs and stuck the head of his cock against the swollen, hair-lined lips of her happy hunting ground.
"Yeahhh," she sighed.
She grabbed his prong, gouged the head roughly through her slick slit and stabbed it into her hole. She pulled his hips forward and buried the full length of his swollen love lance in her tight sheath.
He bucked against her and reached for his tits. "Ah, Helen, Helen," he muttered. "What a fine fucking little bitch you are!" He squeezed her tits and hunched her cunt again.
"Yeah, baby, I am a fine little bitch," she giggled. "And I do love to fuck." She tightened her scabbard around his broad sword. "God, your cock is so big, baby! It feels marvelous." She wigged her hips and sighed deeply. "Give your aunt a good fucking, baby."
She didn't wait for him. She worked her hips up and down, riding his cock with a fury, screwing him in a heated frenzy. She opened her eyes wide and stared at him as a totally unexpected orgasm exploded in her cunt. She writhed and bucked and moaned, fucking him as hard as she could.
"God damn, you're wild," he muttered.
He tried to stay with her, then gave it up and let her do the work. He grunted and jabbed his rod into her hot massaging snatch. He blew a heavy load into her just as she started to come down. She locked her legs around his waist and soared back to the pinnacle. He squirmed and humped like a wild man in her tight garden of pleasure. He fondled her tits as his jizz squirted into her in forceful spurts.
"Damn," he muttered. "I acted like some damn virgin getting his first piece of ass."
"Well, it was the first time you got a piece of my ass, darling," she giggled. "I felt your hot cum squirt in me. It drove me crazy." She leaned forward, her heavy tits dangling. "I like watching you cum. Do you like my pussy?"
"Are you kidding? You're a great piece of ass."
"I got off so hard, baby. It was great. I love your cock. It's so big and filling. Will you think I'm too forward if I ask you to come back and fuck me real often? At least three or four times a week."
"What do you do, stand in front of the mirror and practice making understatements?" he laughed.
She batted her pretty eyes at him. "You promised to lick my pussy if I showed it to you," she said. She put her hands behind his head and pulled it between her thighs. "Suck my pussy, baby. I just love to cum! I can't seem to get enough of the wonderful feeling."
He gazed lovingly at the puffy, gaping lips of her cunt. She thought he didn't know how to eat pussy. She knew that some men didn't. Rick never ate her, and Frank seldom did any more. She would just have to take the bull by the horns, so to speak, and make sure she got what she wanted. She pulled his head forward and plastered his mouth against her cunt lips.
"Lick me," she whispered.
He didn't need instructions, but he was in no position to argue. If she wanted to tell him how to eat her pussy, that was fine with him. He did as he was told.
He ran his tongue up and down the full length of her hairy slit, licking with more and more enthusiasm as he tasted her exquisite succulence.
"Ooohhh, yes, baby, that's right," she moaned. "Oh, Johnny, your tongue feels so good! Stick you tongue in my hole. Fuck me with your tongue. Oh, that feels good. Now, lick my clit! Lick it, baby, lick it. Yeah, that's right. A little harder, baby. I'm almost there. You're getting me so good! I'm going to cum, baby! Ohhhhh, it's so fucking gooooood!" she crooned.
He worked her clitoris rapidly with the tip of his tongue. Her ass went up and down like a yo-yo on a short string. She clamped her thighs against his head and shoved her ass forward. She bucked up and down furiously, fucking his mouth.
His snatch sucking mouth hurled her into an explosive ride of blissful bursts of ecstasy. She ground her quim into his mouth and face and banged her clit into his teeth.
He shook his head like a dog worrying a dry bone and gasped. Her sweet cum drenched his face and went into his mouth. He sputtered, swallowing the bubbling outpouring, riding the storm of her orgasm to its conclusion.
She lifted her head and stared at the top of his. She realized that he didn't need any instruction. He ate her pussy better than anyone she could remember.
"Johnny, please stop now," she moaned. "I'm finished, Johnny. I can't stand any more, darling."
Wearily, he lifted his head from between her trembling legs. A thin film of her juice coated his mouth and chin. He swallowed the last of her delicious fuck cream and grinned at her.
"I did that okay, huh?" he teased.
She leaned forward, licked his lips and chin, then gave him a deep, tongue-probing kiss. "You sure did! It was wonderful. Would you like to fuck me again?"
"There you go with another understatement," he said.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Corky sauntered into the living room, wearing only lipstick. "Hi, Daddy," she said brightly.
Jack looked at his daughter and frowned. "Do you always run around the house buck naked?"
"You know I don't, Daddy."
"Go put something on."
"I'm wearing lipstick, Daddy. Does nudity embarrass you?"
"Not nudity in general," he replied. "Your nudity. You're my daughter."
"I know that, Daddy." She smirked and left the room.
He watched her walk away, her beautiful bare haunches oscillating enticingly. His daughter looked like a fine piece of ass. He rebuked himself for having such a thought, and immediately returned to it. As he told Laura, he had to look at Corky twice to keep from calling her by the wrong name. That being the case, why shouldn't he think she was a sexy young woman?
She came back a couple of minutes later with the sash of her robe tied around her waist. He shook himself out of his reverie and watched her. She looked as good from the front as she did from the rear. Her full, firm tits bounced and her lush hips swayed in an unspoken promise. She had her mother's luscious beauty, soft skin, long, honey-blonde hair, and stunning legs. Even her thick bush looked like Laura's.
Her image blurred in his mind, and she became her frisky mother. He pictured her stretched out on the bed in all her naked glory, playing with her pussy while she waited for him to mount her. He saw his naked body between her long, gorgeous legs, his gluttonous cock driving into her young cunt and bouncing her pretty ass on the bed. He shook his head, cleared his mind, and saw his daughter again.
"Let's try it again," she said with a big grin. "Hi, Daddy."
"I thought I told you to put something on."
"I did, Daddy. See?" She twirled the end of the sash.
He snorted, then chuckled. He had to admit that she was pretty easy on the eyes. Looking never hurt anything, he reckoned.
"I thought you went to a meeting in town."
"I left early. A couple of loudmouthed assholes took control of the meeting, and their jawing got boring."
"You look so lonely sitting here staring at the walls. Why don't I get a glass of white wine and keep you company? May I fix you a highball."
"Sure, why not?"
She poured herself a glass of wine and him a Jack Daniels Black Label on the rocks. She gave him his drink, sat on his lap and put her arm around his neck.
"You're kind of big to be sitting on my lap, aren't you?"
"Are you saying that I'm chunky, Daddy?"
"No, you aren't chunky, honey. Every time you move, your nipple nearly hits my mouth."
"I thought you liked nipples, Daddy. Mine look just like Mama's, and you're always pinching hers."
"It isn't the same." His imagination ran away with him again. His wife and daughter were in bed with him. More outlandish, they were lying face to face with their big tits pressed together. Their shapely legs entwined and they kissed. Their hips jerked anxiously as they rubbed pussies and caressed each other all over. "I thought you would be out on a date. You've been out every night for the past week or so."
"I didn't want to go out with the boy who asked me. All he wants to do is buy me a burger and get in my pants."
"Does he?"
"Buy me a burger?" she said innocently. "You know what I mean."
"No, Daddy, he doesn't get in my pants. When I wear them. Some do, but not him. Does that bother you?"
"You're an adult, honey. You have to make your own choices now."
"I choose very carefully, Daddy, and say no more often than I say yes. I date just for fun. I won't get serious about anyone until I meet a man like you. You're my male role model and hero."
"Don't get carried away," he chuckled. "You'll find out that your hero has feet of clay and be disappointed."
"I know you aren't perfect, Daddy. No one is. Mama made a wise choice. I hope I do as well."
"Where is your mother?"
"She twisted Johnny's arm and made him take her to the drive-in. They're showing adult movies this month. She didn't expect you home until midnight."
"That's probably the only kind of movie that will keep them open. Maybe she'll get some ideas."
"Does she really need ideas, Daddy? I hear you two at night. Every night!" she giggled. "I used to wonder why you slept so soundly. Now, I know. I'm almost jealous of her. You're such a wonderful man." She squirmed her ass and snickered. "Why, Daddy, I do believe that your naked daughter is turning you on."
"It's hard to think of you as my daughter when we're sitting here like this."
"Good," she said softly. She arched her back and put a nipple against his lips. "You aren't going to let that fine hard-on go to waste, are you?" she murmured as he suckled her fat nipple. "Mama isn't here to take care of you, but I am. Will you let me be your wife until she comes home?"
He fondled her tits and looked at her without replying.
"I take after Mama in a lot of ways, Daddy. I'm a good piece of ass, for one. If you want to, you can tell her that you fucked me."
"Do you want me to tell her?"
"I certainly don't mind, Daddy. I think she would understand. But you know how she would take it better than I do."
"Yes, I think she would," he said softly. He caressed her bare back tenderly. Her skin had the downy softness of youth-supple, velvety and warm to the touch. The muscles in her back trembled with eager anticipation as she pressed against him. Her warm breath wafted gently over his face. "Have you been eavesdropping on our conversations?"
"No. I just know that Mama is a very sexual woman. Sensual is probably a better description. Sensual is better than sexual."
"Yes, it is, and your mother is very sensual." He put one hand on her foxy ass and one hand between her legs. He touched the nest of pubic hair with the tips of his fingers and ran one finger into the deep cleft between her buttocks. She opened her thighs wider, giving him more room to feel her up, and pressed her pussy against his hand as he caressed her plump, hairy mound. "Your mound is just like hers," he said softly.
A soft cry of fervor and joy bubbled out of her throat. She tightened her arm around his neck and lowered her mouth to his. She sucked and nibbled avidly at his tongue, her lively lips damp and feverish and pliant against his.
His mind reeled under the impact of his voracious need for her young body. He couldn't caress her rapidly enough to satisfy himself. He wanted to touch her all over at once, to have his roving hands every place at the same time. Her reaction to his caresses stimulated his keen desire. Her voluptuous body trembled with excitement. Whimpers bubbled from her throat.
She broke the kiss and chuckled deep in her throat. The sexy sound sent shivers down his spine. "I'm so happy, Daddy," she whispered. She squirmed her ass over his rigid prick and chuckled again. She put her wine glass on the end table and stood. She unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. His mighty cock reared out of his lap like a rampant charger. She squeezed his shaft and stroked it slowly. "Oh, wow," she breathed.
He watched her hand glide up and down his cock. His fate was sealed the moment she sashayed into the living room naked. He suspected she knew he was home, and deliberately set about seducing him. She was so much like her mother, in so many ways! He never really considered the ramifications of fucking his daughter. He was going to, and that was that!
"Undress, Daddy," she said softly. "I want you as naked as I am." She pulled off his shoes and socks. "I want you to fuck me the same way you fuck Mama."
He stood and unbuttoned his shirt.
Her nimble fingers went to work on his pants as he stripped off his shirt. She yanked his pants and shorts down together. "Sit, Daddy." She pulled his clothes over his feet and threw them over her shoulder. "I don't know how to do everything, but I'm very good at the things I do know."
"Your mother said the same thing the first time we made love," he said softly.
She pushed his legs apart and moved up between them. She caressed the head of his cock with the palm of one hand as her other hand gripped his thick shaft and stroked it slowly.
"Gorgeous cock," she whispered, her voice hoarse with ardor. She licked the head of his cock, then took it into her mouth. She licked and simultaneously sucked gently. She lifted her head and stroked his shaft as she rubbed his knob over her lips. "Mama is a lucky woman to have such a magnificent cock to ride."
He slid out off the couch and pushed her back.
He fell on his belly between her gorgeous gams and buried his mouth in her savory seam. The stimulating flavor of her delicious young honey pot sparked his taste buds. He lapped her with long strokes of his tongue and eased the tip of his finger into the tender recesses of her sopping hole.
A wail of exhilaration burst from her lips. She turned onto her side and wriggled around in reverse. She clutched the fat stem of his cock and licked the head impetuously. She put her leg over his shoulder and curled her snatch up to his mouth. She sighed and gurgled happily as she lapped the head of his cock. She took the swollen bulb into her mouth and sucked lovingly as she slowly swallowed his meat.
He cupped her buttocks and held her humid gash tight to his mouth. The tip of his tongue bored into her sopping hole. Her hips undulated as he fucked his tongue into her slippery depths rapidly and guzzled her luscious love nectar.
She swallowed his whole prick with ease. Scorching sensations engulfed him as her enthusiastic mouth drove him toward a gut-wrenching orgasm. His daughter's voluptuous young body writhing and trembling against him magnified the sensations. The flavor, the feel of her hot, tight pussy around his tongue made his sensations soar even higher. He pulled his tongue out of her hot honey hole and tenderly lashed her clit.
Suddenly, he reached the point of no return. He had to get away from the vacuum in her mouth or surrender his load. Reluctantly, he pushed her away.
"I want to suck you off, Daddy," she whimpered. "Don't you want to shoot in my mouth and let me eat your cum?"
He rolled her onto her back and got on his knees between her legs. "Later, honey," he growled. "I've got to fuck you! Got to feel your cunt around my cock."
She spread her legs and giggled with happiness. "Okay, Daddy, whatever you want," she whispered. "I'm all yours, Daddy." She rubbed both hands over her pussy and sighed. "There's your daughter's hot cunt, Daddy. Get all of it you want. Do with me whatever you want with me. I want you to fuck me real good."
She spread the lips of her cunt as he guided the head of his cock to its target. The tip of his prick eased into her hole. She tossed her ass up and down and moaned deep in her chest as he pushed forward. She threw her legs over his shoulders and wriggled rapturously on the head of his cock.
He groaned and shuddered as ecstatic sensations raced through his body. Her channel was so tight, he had to wiggle his cock around in a tight circular motion to loosen her. She gyrated her hips impatiently and thrust her cunt at him.
"Damn, your pussy is tight," he grunted.
"It hasn't been used very much, Daddy. But I want you to use it a lot from now on."
He bucked his hips cautiously, inching his cock deeper and deeper into her. Fully aroused, she abruptly relaxed and became utterly receptive. They wiggled in unison as her tight, slick tunnel opened and his cock slid in smoothly, probing deeper into her with each thrust.
Fucking his innocent-looking, sexually adept daughter thrilled him to the core. Her overdeveloped, youthful body was a vision of erotic delight. Her large tits jiggled gently as she wiggled. Tremors of marvel flickered over her beautiful face. She looked up at him with adoring eyes, a smile of ecstasy caressing her lush lips.
"Give me all of your cock, Daddy. Fuck me the way you fuck Mama. Go deep."
Her body bounced from the force of his thrusts as he hammered his cock in and out of her. Her tits danced an erotic tango on her chest. Her lithe body writhed and twisted and bucked as she matched his rhythm and fucked with him. He wrapped his arms around her legs and levered his hips back and forth rapidly. His heavy balls smacked into her upturned ass as he pounded her pussy with the full length of his cock.
"Oh, Daddy, darling," she moaned. Her face twisted with carnal emotion and her breath came in short gasps. "You're getting my cunt so good, Daddy. God, your cock feels wonderful. So fucking good. Oh, Daddy, you're a magnificent fucker. Fuck me a little faster. Yes, yes, that's the way. Now, Daddy, now!"
She undulated her hips faster, throwing her pussy up at him, taking all the cock he could give her. She squealed with fulfillment and bucked wildly as her orgasm washed over her.
He fucked her furiously, and his own orgasm suddenly became a relentless force, lifting him, enveloping him in a cloud of enchantment. He thrust his hands under her ass, dug his fingers into her firm buttocks and speared his prick into her with a flurry of motion. Her entire body shook from the force of his frantic jabs. Tumultuous, careening sensations possessed him. Gluts of hot j ism spurted from his cock.
"Oh, Daddy, I feel your cum squirting!" she wailed. "God, your cock feels so fucking big! Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck your daughter good, Daddy! I'm going to cum again!"
She wrapped her legs around his waist and clung to his shoulders. She swung her hips from side to side and up and down rapidly. She had another wailing orgasm and sucked the last drop of cum from him. His cock changed from a bar of steel to a piece of limp rubber.
She kept her legs locked around his waist as he rolled them onto their side. His dick slipped out of her cunt. She hunched and nestled the limp organ against the lips of her pussy.
He sighed with deep contentment. She was warm and fragrant. The enticing aroma of her healthy young body filled his nostrils as he toyed with one of her fat nipples with the tip of his tongue.
She wiggled her hips to rub his cock against her pussy and kissed him on the lips. "I really enjoyed that, Daddy," she said softly. "You gave me a terrific fuck."
"I enjoyed it too, honey. You're a terrific piece of ass.
"So I've been told," she chuckled. "Now I know why Mama stays after you all the time. You have a gifted tongue and marvelous cock." She shivered and giggled. She wiggled and the head of his big prick pushed between her pussy lips. She continued to wiggle and his cock began to grow. "How about an encore?" she asked sweetly, squeezing his half-hard tool between her thighs. "I'm still turned on, and Mama won't be home for a while."
"Yeah, I can feel your motor running," he teased. "I can't think of anything I would rather do than fuck you again."
"And again and again," she giggled. "I'm going to wash, then let's get on the couch. The floor is hard."
CHAPTER NINE
When Corky came back to the living room, Jack was sitting on the couch, idly stroking his erect cock.
"Looks like you started without me, Daddy," she quipped as she sat by him.
"Not really," he chuckled softly. "I thought about your fabulous pussy, and the damned thing jumped up like a jack-in-the-box." He gazed at her creamy tits and licked his lips. "Outstanding tits," he breathed.
He covered her graceful neck and satiny shoulders and superb tits with hot kisses. She reclined against the arm, and he kept right on going south, kissing and licking, heading for the promised land.
She let her left leg fall off the couch and opened the road to her goodies, and he went lower. His tongue snaked into her wet slot and his lips followed. She curled her mound up and hunched at him and he kissed her sweet, juicy snatch passionately.
He lifted his head and played with her moist, warm pussy as he looked at her body. "You are such a gorgeous young woman," he said softly, his voice husky with emotion. "Magnificent tits, and such big nipples to suck on. Legs like a dancer. Real hips, not those shapeless things girls your age seem to prefer. Skin like a peach." He glanced down and continued, "Your pussy feels like velvet and the lips are so long and thick. So is your bush. The other day, I told your mother that I have to look at you twice to keep from calling you by her name. Looking at you now, I see her when she was your age." He tested her mound with the tips of his fingers. "So plump and springy."
She smiled as she watched him visually examine her body and play with her pussy. "I'm glad you find my body so pleasing, Daddy. I want you to enjoy it." She looked at his stiff cock and licked her lips. "Awesome," she breathed. She kissed the end of his cock, licked the head, kissed it again, then closed her lips around it and sucked.
He pulled away from her and sat on the end of the couch. "Turn around and lie against me," he said.
She turned around scooted backward between his legs. She reached back and pulled his cock up by her side as she leaned back against him and put her head on his shoulder. She held onto his stout charger and stroked it slowly.
"Now what?" she said softly.
"Oh, I thought you might like to cum again," he chuckled.
She kissed his cheek and said, "I didn't know that you could read minds."
"I can't," he replied. "You're so much like your mother, I seem to know what you want. If I play with your clit, you will cum, won't you?"
"Oh, Daddy, if you want me to, I'll cum so much that my knees will get weak!" she said passionately. "Use two fingers, one on each side of my clit."
"You'll have to move up a little so I can reach your pussy."
She moved up and put her right arm around his neck. She reached across her body with her left arm and gripped his cock again. "There, now I can play with your cock while you jack me off. You won't cum too soon, will you?"
"No, I'll be okay."
"Do you like to play in a woman's pussy?"
"I love it! I had no idea you were so uninhibited." He reached into her pussy and started teasing her clit.
"Is Mama uninhibited?"
"Very."
"I thought so," she said. "You shouldn't be surprised that I am. Half of my genes come from her."
"And all of your sensual nature." He separated his fingers and put one on each side of her clit.
"Such a big clit. Just like hers."
He kissed the side of her neck, tightened his fingers on her clit and wiggled them up and down. She caught her breath and started hunching her hips.
"Mmmmmm, it won't take me long to cum this way, Daddy," she whispered. She started hunching harder. "A little faster, Daddy."
He watched an expression of pure eroticism cover her face as he worked her clit faster. He slid his fingers way down, kept her clit between them, and dipped the tips into her hole.
"Oh, that feels so good, Daddy," she whispered. Her hips hunched faster. Her body undulated and rippled. "Now, Daddy, now!" she moaned.
"Marvelous," he muttered. "You are so beautiful, so enchanting when you cum."
"Only when I cum?" she gasped. She continued to hump and writhe for a few more moments, then relaxed. "Mmmmmm, you did me just the way I wanted, Daddy." She lifted his hand to his mouth and said, "Lick my juice off your fingers, Daddy."
"Slide back and turn to face me. Open your legs so I can see your pussy."
She snickered and spread her legs. "You're naughty, Daddy."
"Almost as naughty as my daughter."
"Let's have some more fun," she said. She leaned back against the arm of the couch and patted her hairy mound. "Start here."
He rolled onto his stomach and buried his face in her crotch. The heady taste of her sweet pussy filled his mouth as he lapped at her cunt with long strokes of his tongue and probed the tender recesses of her wet slit with two fingers.
A wail of exhilaration burst from her lips. "God, a tongue in my cunt turns me on! Lick my clit, Daddy. You can find it, can't you?"
He lifted his head and chuckled. "I like your sense of humor." He pulled his fingers out of her hole, opened her deep gash, and swiped his tongue across her impressive love button. "Breathtaking clit," he muttered. "So big I could find it with both eyes closed."
"Get over me and let me suck your cock, Daddy. I'm going to cum on your tongue, then I want you to fuck me before I come down. I love the way your big cock stretches my pussy."
She scooted down flat on her back and he turned around. She clutched his long shaft with both hands and started kissing and licking it.
He put his arms between her legs, caught her shapely thighs under his upper arms and pushed her legs back to tip her crotch up. He cupped her firm ass cheeks in both hands and started fucking her with his tongue.
She locked her ankles behind his back and took his cockhead in her mouth. She tossed her head up and down, fucking herself in the mouth with her Daddy's big dick.
Fiery sensations flashed through him. He resolved to light a dozen candles, burn a ton of incense, and sacrifice a couple of virgins to whatever gods made it possible for him to fuck his fabulous daughter. The feel of her hot, voluptuous body writhing and trembling under him made his head swim. The taste, the feel of her humid, tight sheath around his tongue made his passions soar. He assailed her unusually large clit, driving her to erotic heights. He licked her crotch, her slippery cunt lips, then dipped the tip of his tongue into her bubbling honey hole.
She felt her passion rising with every stroke of his masterful tongue digging into her trembling snatch. She spread her legs wider, dug her heels into the couch and threw her cunt at his mouth. She quivered all over with lustful ecstasy. A wicked sense of pleasure and wild abandon consumed her. Part of society might condemn her for seducing her father, but she didn't care. She couldn't deny the carnal magnetism between them. She gave herself over completely to the rapturous sensations between her creamy thighs without a second though.
She writhed and twisted from his licentious licking. She thought she just might faint from the pulsing phenomenon of provocative pleasure lancing through her naked loins. She grabbed his head and crushed his lips into her slippery hot twat.
He shivered with beguilement as he eagerly licked his daughter's hot box greedily and savored her delectable nectar. Totally aroused before his tongue touched her twat, she gasped and cried out with pleasure. He stiffened his tongue and plunged it deep, deep into her hot, wildly throbbing cunt and rotated it far inside her. Her hips gyrated wantonly in time to his wetly probing spear. Potent surges of excitement raced through her, threatening to suck her into a swirling vortex of sexual delirium.
He darted his tongue in and out, nibbled and licked her quivering clit, then stuck his tongue back into her spastic sheath.
"Aaahhh!" she wailed with delight. "Ooohhh, Daddy, your tongue makes my cunt feel so good!"
Immensely pleased with himself, he fucked his tongue deeper into his daughter's clasping cunt and probed her depths with consummate skill. His tongue made sluicing sounds in her sopping slit.
The sounds drifted up to her ears and increased her excitement. She moaned steadily. Her body vibrated. Surges of exhilaration washed through her like ocean waves, waves his long tongue whirling around in the silky interior of her cunt whipped into a frenzy. Pinwheels of color exploded behind her closed eyes. A feeling of lightness enveloped her, like sparkling bubbles of champagne racing in her blood.
She was lost, completely lost. Her whole universe was centered in her crotch. Every stroke of his terrific tongue increased her wonderful sense of ecstasy. She came closer and closer to that magic moment, and then, almost too soon, she arrived with a bang.
"Ooohhh, my God!" she cried out from the very depths of her being. Exquisite delight overwhelmed her. Her nervous system almost shorted out in the glorious shower of tingling spasms shaking her cunt. She felt like a rapid-fire cannon had been inserted in her channel and was blasting her apart. "I'm cumming, Daddy, I'm cumming!"
She went wild, bucking and heaving and twisting under him. She nearly crushed his head in a tight ' leg-lock and nearly sucked the head of his cock off as she submitted to her tempestuous climax.
Her frantic movements ebbed. He broke her leg-lock, turned around and sat down. He reached out, hefted one of her large tits and ran his thumb over her nipple. He put his other hand between her legs, slid his middle finger through her wet slit and into the creamy little orifice at the bottom.
She reached down, gripped his cock and stroked it idly. He wiggled the tip of his finger in her cunt. She sighed and squeezed his cock. He slipped a second finger into her cunt, turned his hand over, and massaged the top of her channel. She stared at him with a look hot enough to melt his toenails.
He rammed his fingers into her hot, creamy passage. She squirmed with delight and pumped his prick harder. He wiggled the tips of his fingers faster and thought she was going to levitate off the couch.
"Does your pussy stay wet all the time?"
"Yes, I think so," she whispered. "How are you going to make me cum this time?"
"Get on your hands and knees," he said, his voice hoarse with desire.
He kept his fingers in her cunt and she squealed with delight as she let go of his cock and turned over. He pumped his fingers in and out of her snatch as he got on his knees. He quickly pulled his fingers out and rammed his prick into her churning cunt.
"Ooohhh!" she cried out as his hefty prick gored her. She wiggled and thrust her cunt at him. "Put all of your wonderful cock in your daughter, Daddy!" she panted. "All the way to the balls!" She jerked under the impact as he buried his rod in the depths of her belly. "Oh, God, Daddy, I feel the head of your cock on my G spot. How did you know this is one of my favorite ways to fuck?"
"Every way under the sun is your favorite," he grunted. "You're so much like your mother. You simply like to fuck. Don't you?"
"Yes! I love to fuck. And you love to fuck me, don't you?"
"You know damned well I do! You're a fantastic piece of ass." He grunted and shuddered as he pushed his prick to the root in her tight channel. "Damn, your pussy feels like a little oven," he muttered.
"Leave your wienie in there long enough, and I'll bake it!" she giggled.
He held onto her lush, curvy hips and banged her with a fast barrage of strokes. She felt his big balls slap the back of her thighs as she rocked back and forth in perfect rhythm to his strokes.
Her tight love tunnel opened like a wet flower, hot and vibrant under his furious fusillade of fucking. She rocked back and forth, fucking with him, slamming her ass into his groin. Her gorgeous naked body glowed and tingled. She began to breathe heavily with growing passion. Her big tits dangled under her chest, swinging back and forth. Her clit fluttered. Her fat pussy lips pulled at his prick.
A delightful rush of erotic pleasure roared through her. "Ooohhh, ooohhh!" she moaned. "I love your big cock, Daddy. I do love to fuck, and you're fucking me so well!"
Her stretched pussy sucked hungrily at his plunging prong. She started rocking faster, conscious only of the unbelievably overwhelming ecstasy surging through her body like a tidal wave.
"That's the way, honey, that's the way," he muttered as she responded to his fucking with wild abandon. "Fuck with your daddy, honey, fuck with me! Damn, you're a fabulous fuck!"
"Oh, Daddy!" she wailed. "Your cock feels so fucking good, Daddy! Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me!"
She was lost in a torrent of unbridled passion. She bucked and rocked and twisted as if possessed, as if her daddy's dick was a high-voltage wire stuck up her cunt.
He dug his powerful fingers into the tender flesh of her hips and slammed his long, hard cock into her animated cunt like a madman. They rocked and humped in unison, grunting, moaning, each trying to outdo the other. He fucked as never before. He slid his hot, swollen rod in and out like a mighty piston, plunging deeper and deeper. He felt his lust-charged balls begin to churn. His cock began to throb harder, ready to explode into her with the force of a cannon at any moment.
Her face twisted with emotion. Her breath came in gasps. "I'm going to cum, Daddy," she moaned. "Oh, God, I'm going to cum so fucking hard! Get it, Daddy! Get your daughter's cunt good!"
Every inch of her naked flesh tingled with lascivious delight. Her strong cunt muscles grasped and squeezed his shuddering prick. She milked her daddy's prick, coaxing his sweet juice out as she felt her orgasm gather strength deep in her gut.
"Here it comes, honey," he growled suddenly. He hammered his cock into her to the hilt. He clung to her hips, wiggled up and down and his hot sperm deluged her depths. "Get it with me, honey! Cum with me!"
His obscene plea shoved her over the edge. Lances of exquisite joy shot through her body, made her weak, made her gasp with wonder. She scrubbed her ass against him as the galvanic blasts tore at her insides. She felt his seed spurting into her, filling every crevice and fold of her deep hole, and her orgasm magnified. She rocked faster, driving her cunt back at him, taking all he had to give her. He hammered her golden grotto harder.
"Aaahhh!" she screamed as she reached nirvana.
Primeval animal pleasure swept over her naked body. Her swollen tits tingled. Her flesh came alive, crawled with little fingers of electrical ecstasy. Her belly churned and quivered. She tightened her cunt to keep his cock from slipping out and cutting off her rapturous joy. She hit the peak twice before her turbulent movements subsided.
He emptied himself in her, one explosive blast of sticky cum followed quickly by another until the oily juice began to ooze out around his cock and dribble down the inside of her thighs.
He sat down behind her and expelled his breath in a loud gust. She turned onto her side, pulled his head down and nearly choked him with her tongue as she kissed him passionately. He lay down and snuggled against her.
"You smell so good," he muttered. "So warm and fragrant and lusty." He pulled her tighter and mashed her tits against his chest.
"I smell like a well-fucked woman," she chuckled. "I feel like one, too."
"like your mother, you're very noisy and wild when you cum."
"When I really get into it, I'm a rowdy fucker. The more I like it, the louder I get."
"Then you must have liked the way I fucked you."
"I loved it! Now, you'd better let me up before I stain the couch. You came enough to fill me twice."
"The more I like it, the more I cum," he quipped.
She came back and gave him a dazzling smile. "I'm going to wear out the carpet between here and the bathroom. Do you think we have time for one more round?"
"Probably not," he replied. "Time isn't the problem anyway. Energy is."
She licked his lips, then kissed him tenderly. "I'll suck you off next time. Good night, Daddy. Sleep well." She accentuated the swing of her naked ass as she left the room.
CHAPTER TEN
"I feel kind of funny taking my mother to a sex movie," Johnny said.
Laura chuckled. "Why? Are you a virgin."
"No."
"Lighten up, honey. You know I'm not. I had to do it at least twice to get you and Corky."
"The odds are against you catching on the first try," he said.
"I know exactly when, where and how I got pregnant both times, honey. A woman who knows anything at all knows when she catches. If she says different, she's probably lying."
"How is obvious, isn't it?"
"Perhaps. I was talking about the position. I wasn't lying on my back either time." She looked at him out of the side of her eye and smiled coyly. "You stayed at Helen's quite a while yesterday."
He kept his eyes straight ahead and hoped she didn't see the look on his face. "She invited me in for coffee. I got soaked running from the truck to her front door. Did you know that little bridge about a mile from her house washed out? I had to use four-wheel drive and ford the creek."
"Nothing out of the ordinary. That's why I wanted you to go instead of Corky. And speaking of your sister, you might tell her to make less noise the next time she hops in your bed."
He nearly lost control of the truck. "You know about that?"
"Honey, I'm surprised the neighbors down the road didn't hear her, and they live over a mile away. She's as noisy as I am."
"I try to pretend that I don't hear you," he said.
"Why?" she asked bluntly.
"Well, because you're my mother!"
"Does that mean I can't enjoy sex? This conversation has just gone in a circle. We're back to the question of how you got here. Does it embarrass you to talk about sex with me?"
"Well, yeah, I guess it does."
"Did you talk to Helen about sex yesterday?"
He cut his eyes at her sharply, then quickly looked back at the road. Did Helen call her and spill the beans about them fucking? God, he hoped not. He had no idea how he could ever explain to his mother why he fucked her sister.
She didn't wait for him to reply. "If you didn't, I'm surprised. That's all she wants to talk about since they moved out here. Frank doesn't take care of her, and she's about ready to climb the walls."
He followed the adage of including just enough truth in a lie to make it plausible. "We talked about the mailman. She was expecting something special."
"Probably a new vibrator," she said easily. "She said she was going to order one. Thank goodness I don't have to use one. I do now and then, but only because your father-likes to watch me."
"Mom!"
"Are you being dense on purpose?" Again, she didn't wait for him to reply. "Why do you think I insisted that you bring me to a sex movie? Stop thinking of me as your mother. I'm just your date. A girl you're bringing to a bawdy movie because you think it will help you get in her pants." She put her hand on his knee and squeezed gently. "Suppose I told you that I'm dying to see the guys with their big cocks?"
"How do you know they all have big cocks?" he blurted.
"Oh, honey, you're still being dense. That's why they're in sex films. Who wants to watch a guy with a dinky dick?" She moved her hand up to his thigh. "Your father and I have a good selection, by the way. Now that you're all grown up and know the facts of life, we don't mind if you borrow them."
"I thought I knew you," he said, his voice shaky.
"You knew what I wanted you to know, honey," she said sweetly. "I think it's about time you knew a lot more about me, don't you?"
"Yeah, I guess so. If you say so."
"I say so. Do you like to look at pussies?"
He nearly swallowed his tongue. He cleared his throat twice. "Well, sure. What red-blooded man doesn't?"
"Good. Maybe I'll show you mine after while, and you can compare it to the ones in the movie."
"You're kidding!" he croaked.
"like hell I am," she said quietly.
The drive-in was located on a side road a few miles out of town. Johnny's mind worked overtime the last half mile. His mother sounded as horny as Corky and Helen. How was he going to handle it when they got there and saw people fucking? Laura slid her hand further up the inside of his thigh a moment before they reached the ticket booth, and his cock quivered. Could he think of her as just another date? A girl he wanted to fuck? Did he have any choice? He paid, turned off the truck lights, and drove in slowly.
"Better park on the back row, honey," she said. "Don't want to block someone's view."
She slid over next to him and moved her hand up higher. His wand surged to life. She watched the bulge grow in his pants and smiled to herself. He had a hard time controlling the truck as it crawled toward the back of the lot. Her fingers crept over the bulge and squeezed it. He gulped and his ass came a couple of inches off the seat. By the time he parked the truck, his dong was as hard as it had ever been. If she squeezed it again, he knew he was going to cream his jeans.
The credits finished rolling, and the action started. The setting was Victorian, and the opening scene was in a bathroom. A young woman with long red hair came into the room, wearing a long white corset. She twisted her hair into a bun and fastened it with pins that looked like small spears. She unhooked her corset and shook her luscious pink tits from side to side.
"Mmmmm, she's beautiful," Laura said breathlessly.
She slid Johnny's zipper down and stuck her hand in his pants. He looked at her with wide eyes. She pretended not to notice.
"Pretty tits. Almost makes me want to touch them."
He looked at her again. Her skirt had ridden high up on her thighs. He thought he could see the golden blonde curls around her pussy. He let out a heavy sigh, and she snickered. She didn't look at him as she shifted in the seat and spread her legs. She pulled his arm around her shoulders and let his hand drop between her tits, outside her scoop-neck blouse.
"You're supposed to pretend that I'm your date," she said softly.
He stared intently at the screen, barely seeing it, as he let his fingers creep over the swelling mound of one tit. She snuggled closer to him and pulled his cock out of his pants.
"You've got your father's cock," she whispered.
"God, I hope not!" he said. "What would he do without it?"
She giggled and stroked his dick. "The question is, what's he doing with it tonight?"
"He went to that meeting in town, didn't he?"
"He never stays more than an hour at the most," she replied. "Do you think he's getting a little of Corky's nooky?"
"Mom!"
"Well, you got some of it. Why shouldn't he have the same pleasure?" She put his hand inside her blouse. "Play with my tits," she said, her voice husky with passion. "I just adore that. They've always been so sensitive. I even have tiny little orgasms when they're played with just right."
The both watched the screen intently. He felt her nipple expanding as he rubbed it, poking out at his palm. His mother was almost as full of surprises as Corky and Helen. Now that he knew she was serious, he decided to stop fighting and enjoy her. She squirmed and slowly stroked his dong as he fondled her tits.
The redhead in the movie was fondling her huge tits. Her nipples were fat, ruddy things, and she tugged at them until they were fully erect and extended. They looked as big as the nipples on baby bottles.
Laura leaned over and planted a wet kiss on the end of her son's hard dick. She sat up and pulled her blouse off her shoulders, baring her tits.
"She hasn't shown us her pussy yet," he muttered, nodding at the screen.
"Well, you can see mine right now," Laura chuckled. "You can even touch it. I'm not wearing panties."
He looked down and saw that she had flipped her skirt up. Her blonde bush gleamed in the dim light. He reached down and brushed his fingers across the soft curls, then down to the warm meat at the center of her nest.
She moaned softly and spread her legs wider. "Now you're getting the idea," she whispered hotly.
The redhead sat on a small stool and spread her legs. She opened her pussy with one hand and scratched her clit with one long fingernail.
Laura jerked her son's cock with a strong, steady rhythmic motion as she stared at the screen. "Just look at those thick pussy lips," she whispered. "This picture is exciting, isn't it?"
"Yeah, so far."
"Want me to suck your cock? Do you need to cum?"
"Not yet, but you can suck it anyway." She unbuckled his belt and said, "Lift your ass, honey."
She held onto his cock and yanked his pants down to his knees with her other hand. Her long blonde hair caressed his thighs as she bent over him. She licked his moist, swollen knob, then closed her lips around it. She poked at the tiny slit in the glans with her tongue and he squirmed. She lowered her head and her mouth went down his shaft, all the way to the base. She closed her lips tight and sucked.
He pushed his fingers into her cunt and twisted them. She was getting wetter and wetter. Her warm love juice spilled out around his fingers. She bobbed her head slowly as she sucked sensuously, going from the base to the tip, then down to the base again.
"Damn, that feels good!" he husked. "You sure know how to suck cock. Only Corky and Helen have deep-throated me so easily."
She lifted her mouth and giggled. "So, you did fuck my sister! How was she?"
"That just slipped out," he muttered.
"About as easily as you slipped into her pussy, huh? Did you give her everything she wanted?"
"I think so. She was sound asleep when I left."
"Good."
She kissed him on the lips, then sat back and watched the movie. She put her hand in her crotch and slid her fingers to her pussy. She pressed her fingers in and out, spreading her own slick wetness into every nook and cranny of the soft lining. She stuck one finger deep into her honey hole and rubbed her clitoris with the ball of her thumb. She squirmed and sighed.
He couldn't decide whether to watch the screen or his mother as she writhed next to him, groaning as her fingers brought her closer and closer to climax.
A maid wearing a skimpy outfit that barely contained her overflowing tits joined the redhead in the bathroom. Red stood and slowly got in the bathtub. The maid smiled as she stared at the redhead's lush, naked form.
Laura felt the same way. The redhead was big and firm, with a gorgeous, round ass and full, shapely thighs.
Red sat down in the steaming water and the maid started bathing her with a large bar of soap. She rubbed the soap lovingly around the redhead's bobbing breasts, covering them with suds. The camera zoomed in on the tits, panning up and down their sweeping fullness.
The seat of the pick-up shook as Laura continued her risque finger ride. She was grunting so loud that Johnny had to turn up the sound so someone passing by wouldn't hear her. She glanced at him and smiled a dreamy smile.
"They're going to lick each other, aren't they?" she panted, nodding at the screen.
He grunted and looked at the screen. Red was laughing as the maid rubbed the bar of soap in circles on her snatch. She licked her lips, nodded and sighed. The maid smiled deviously and continued to stroke her hand up and down on Red's pussy.
"Looks like they might," he murmured. "This is getting good."
"Yeah," Laura gasped. "I like what they're doing! It turns me on! I like to watch two women go at each other."
"Everything turns you on," he quipped. He filed away the information that watching two women make out excited his mother. He would like to see her make out with Corky or Helen. Or both. "Have you ever made it with another woman?"
"Not yet," she grunted.
Not yet, huh? he said to himself. That means she's thinking about it. Damn, watching a raunchy movie with my mother is turning out to be a lot better than I expected. I wonder if she's going to just jack off. Sure would like to find out how her pussy feels around my cock. Guess that's too much to hope for.
Soap suds covered Red's large tit mounds and fat, erect nipples. The maid bent over, pursed her moist lips, and gently blew the soap bubbles away. She licked one nipple, then sucked it between her lush red lips. Red murmured her appreciation and unfastened the maid's black uniform.
"Now, it's really going to get good!" Laura hissed.
It got very good. The maid's hand slithered into Red's crotch. She sucked a stiff nipple and frigged her clit rapidly. Red thrashed around, sloshing water all over the maid and the floor. She fondled the maid's tits and came so hard, she almost flew out of the bathtub.
Laura finger-fucked herself just as madly as the maid was doing the redhead. Her ass bounced up and down on the seat so hard that the truck rocked from side to side. Johnny didn't know how his mother got her hands coordinated, but she stroked his dick as furiously as she flogged her clit.
"Oh, look!" she hissed.
He looked at the screen and saw that the two women were on the floor in a sixty-nine, eating each other out with total abandon. Laura squealed and he looked back at her.
She writhed and twisted and frantically rubbed her clit, driving herself to a powerful orgasm. He was close to shooting his load. He wanted to yank her hand off his cock, but couldn't. The sight of his dear, sweet mother getting herself off right beside him, and the action in the movie, had so inflamed him that he couldn't think straight.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Laura came out of her sexual stupor just in time to see her son's dilemma. She continued to flick her clit and pull his pud as she leaned over and covered the head of his cock with her mouth. He grunted and emptied his jism into her sucking mouth.
She sat up, kissed him on the mouth, and leaned back in the seat. "Wow," she said softly. "You cum a lot. Just like your father. Guess we'd better watch the movie now, huh?"
Red and the maid were in bed with a young man. His cock was huge. Both women were trying to gobble it at the same time. He let them have their way a few moments, then told Red to get on her hands and knees. Her head went down, her ass went up, and she made a dive for the maid's muff as he rammed into her from behind.
"Now, that's what I wanted to see," Laura said softly. "Does it turn you on as much as it does me?"
"Yeah," he muttered.
"Why don't you show me how a stick shift works?" she said.
"Huh?" he said without looking at her. "Now."
"Sure, why not?"
Something in his mother's voice alerted him. He looked around and saw that she was naked. She straddled the gear shift with her back to the dashboard and her pussy over the big knob on the end of the lever. She winked and smiled deviously.
"What are you doing?" he laughed.
"I want you to show me how it shifts, dear," she whispered.
He watched in amazement as she lowered her ass and rubbed her pussy on the shifting knob. He reached between her legs and gripped the lever.
"You're too much," he sighed.
She wiggled her ass and took a deep breath. "Go ahead, dear. Show me how it works."
"If that's what you want," he said. "First, you have to put in the clutch...like this." He engaged the clutch pedal. "Then you pull the lever...like this...." He pulled back on the lever and the knob slid through her wet seam. "That's reverse."
"Ohhhhhh," she moaned softly. She twisted her snatch on the large black knob. "I never go in reverse," she quipped.
He watched as her ass went a little lower and the knob separated her cunt lips. He wondered if she was going to fuck the damn thing. She stared at him as she jiggled her clit against the knob. She moaned and shivered.
"Go ahead, dear," she said softly.
"Now, this next gear is fourth," he said. "Yeah, that's more my speed," she gasped. "And this is what's called down-shifting," he said.
"Down-shifting...mmmmmm... . "
"For slowing down," he grunted.
"It isn't slowing me down!" she groaned. "It's making me hotter and hotter."
"Go down on it, baby!" he encouraged.
He shifted into fourth gear. She followed as though her twat was screwed onto the handle. When he locked it in fourth and released the clutch, he felt like they were going seventy. She curled her hips so the knob was right under her hole.
"Shift it again, dear," she whispered hotly.
He worked the lever from side to side again, wedging the knob deeper into her widely spread pussy. She felt the knob, then started rubbing her erect clit rapidly.
"Mmmmmm, that's good...so fucking good!" Her cunt lips surrounded the knob. The glorious pressure against her honey hole made her whimper. She wanted the hard, shiny knob in her pussy, just as far as it would go. "Ohhhhhh! Do it, do it, do it," she cried in a moaning chant.
He engaged the clutch and shifted. "This is third," he said. "That's an intermediate gear."
Her lovely legs trembled. She pressed down on the knob and it and went deep into her warm, wet passage. "Aaahhh! Ooohhh...yeah...yeah! Oh, fuck, it feels so raunchy!" she moaned.
"Damn, you've got it, Mom!" he exclaimed in awe. "It's inside you!"
"Ohhhhh, Johnny! I'm doing it! It's...ooohhh, it's in me! It's filling my pussy!"
She hardly needed to tell him. His hand was on the lever barely inches from her hot box. "If you really want it, I'll give it to you right down to first. Okay?"
"Ohhhhh, yess! Shift it, dear!" she cried. "Shift if and make me cum!"
He shifted into second gear. She moved with the lever and put her knees on the seat.
"Ohhhhh! It's so good, dear, so good!"
"You like hard, strong things in your pussy, don't you?" he said.
"Yes, yes, I love it! I love it...what it does to my hot pussy!"
"You're as horny as your sister and your daughter, Mom."
"Yes, your mother is a hot little bitch, dear. We're all hot little bitches!"
She felt as if her pussy was going to burst. She clutched her big, firm tits with both hands and wiggled her ass. The knob thrilled her pussy. She could feel her juice dripping down around the hard plastic. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the feeling. She could actually feel the way the pleasure rose up, higher and higher, slowly filling all of her.
"Sloooooowly...ooohhhhhh, Johnny, dear," she panted, shaking all over.
He took his cock in his left hand and gently stroked it, bringing it back to life.
She sighed and sank back against the dashboard with her back arched slightly. The knob stayed inside her drooling twat. She wanted it to stay there. It felt like a huge, smooth cockhead. She was delirious with the joy of having it inside her.
She tossed her mane of golden blonde hair. Her legs quivered in preparation for the final ride. She looked down and gasped. The cab of the truck was higher than the window of the car next to them, and she could see right down into it.
"Ooohhh, look at them!" she mumbled. "Ride him, baby. Ride his cock hard."
A woman was sitting on a man's lap with her back to him, riding his cock as she watched the movie. Laura could see the excited expression on her face as she bounced up and down on the man's lap. She knew exactly what the woman was feeling with a hard prick sliding in and out of her.
"What's going on?" Johnny said. He reached over with his right hand and wiggled the shift lever.
"Ohhhhhh!" Laura sighed. "That feels almost as good as a cock. Slide over here, dear, and look at what they're doing in that car."
He slid over in front of her and looked into the car. The woman's blouse was open and the man was massaging her big, floppy tits.
"Turn off the sound, dear," Laura mumbled. "I want to listen when she cums."
She identified with the woman, pretending that someone was fondling her tits. The woman opened her mouth as wide as she could and shook her head wildly. Johnny turned off the sound just as she climaxed, and her squeals of delight carried into the cab of the truck.
Laura straightened up and started humping her ass, driving the knob of the shift lever in and out of her cunt. Her body heaved spasmodically as she joined the woman in the car in climax. She shook all over, grunting and whimpering loudly.
The woman was bouncing more frantically than ever and the man was lifting her titties up so she could lick them. Her tongue rolled all over the fat mounds with frantic movements.
Laura's cunt was burning with need and desire. She reached down and took her son's cock out of his hand. She jerked it urgently, bringing him to full erection.
He thought about what his mother was doing. The image would be with him as long as he owned that truck. Every time he took the knob in his hand to shift gears, he would remember this night and see her cunt around the knob.
Her orgasm burst. She wanted to tear her hair out, to scream, to leap in the air. She felt her son's big cock, thrusting up through her fist, so hard it felt almost like the gear shift lever. Suddenly, she lifted herself off the lever, swung around and straddled his legs.
"Fuck me, Johnny, fuck me!" she squealed. "I need a hot, live cock in me. Your cock, not that cold metal thing! I want you! Oh, God, I want your cock in me, dear!"
He rubbed the head of his cock through her flared, fiery cunt lips. She sat down abruptly, filling herself with his long, throbbing prick.
His head snapped back. His mouth opened wide and he groaned as a wave of incredible pleasure shot through him. He jerked his hips and pumped his cock into his mother's cunt. He grabbed her ass and dug his fingers into the taut, tender flesh. One finger slipped between the cheeks and scratched at the hair around her puckered asshole.
"Stick your finger in my ass, dear!"
His thick prick plunged rapidly in and out of her as she jerked wildly up and down. He slid his finger between the flared, burning lips of her cunt and wiped up some of the sticky drool. He moved his finger back to her asshole and smeared the honey-like liquid around. Her sphincter flexed, and he pushed the tip of his finger in.
"Ohhh, Johnny, Johnny, dear Johnny! You're fucking your mother, Johnny!"
He worked his finger in counter-rhythm to the tempo of his cock. As he pulled his prick out of her pussy, he plunged his finger into her asshole. As he slammed every inch of his dick into her cunt, his finger slid out of her ass.
She shook all over his lap, moaning and whining. She kissed him on the cheek and mouth. She stuck her tongue down his throat. She kissed his neck. She licked his ear and bit the lobe so hard he yelped.
He hoped there were no security guards wandering around. The couple beside them was doing the same thing, but he doubted they were mother and son. His pleasure became more intense with his mother's every movement. His cock filled her, slid out, and filled her again. They gasped and scratched at each other.
"Oh, fuck!" he moaned. "This is fantastic, fucking fantastic!"
"Yes, yes, it's the best, dear!" she wailed. "I'm cumming, dear. I'm cumming so hard, so fucking hard! It's wonderful, dear, don't stop, don't cum yet, please!"
"I'll try, but I don't know how much longer I can hold back, Mom," he replied, gritting his teeth, trying to continue fucking and yet keep from cumming.
The pleasure flowed steadily, harder, wilder, like ten-foot waves on a beach, rising, churning, crashing against him, turning him over and over. When he closed his eyes, he seemed to be swimming through a wave of pleasure, consumed by the heated ecstasy. He knew it couldn't go on much longer.
Every time her son's cock filled her, the pleasure increased for Laura, too. An almost harsh euphoria, throwing her equilibrium off. A dizzying sensation, like a roller coaster ride. At the center of it all was the rigid rod, plunging in and out of her hot, tight twat.
She didn't know which was better, the cock plugging her pussy or that hard finger piercing her asshole. The finger in her butt was just enough to make the whole thing come to life. She felt her orgasm as a flowing sensation, running all around her torso and up through her tits.
"Johnny, oh, Johnny, your cock is so good, dear. Push your finger harder! Mmmmmm, it feels so good having something in my asshole!"
He groaned. His cock was swollen, ready to explode at any moment. But his mother gazed at him with a look of such aching need that he just couldn't deny her.
"Ahhhhhh!" she shrieked. "I'm cumming, dear! You're making your mother cum so fucking hard!"
She bounced wildly on his cock, so violently that he was afraid she would damage his most beloved organ. He held her ass cheeks and regained control of her. He turned her violent movements into a steady, rhythmic bounce, up and down on his long cock, sliding in out of her tight, wet snatch.
"Aaahhh, Mom, this is so good," he said huskily, glad she had taken the initiative and fucked him. He wouldn't have missed it for the world. "You are something else."
His cock exploded and his hot seed gushed into her deep love tunnel. She gasped, then held her breath and stayed as still as she could as the warm, bubbling liquid filled her. She hunched a couple of times, then crushed her tits into his chest and kissed him passionately.
"How do you think the movie ended?" she whispered.
"Everybody got fucked," he said lazily.
"So did I!" she giggled. "You must feel like quite a stud. You've fucked a mother and her daughter, two sisters, and an aunt and her niece."
"Sounds like a lot when you put it that way. I would settle for the three of you together."
"Remember the adage that you ought to be careful what you ask for, dear. You might get it."
CHAPTER TWELVE
Laura poured Jack another cup of coffee and sat down at the breakfast table again. "I'm glad today is Saturday, and we don't have to work," she said. "I love spending lazy weekends with you."
"It is unusual for farmers to take the weekend off, isn't it?" he said.
"We're not ordinary farmers, darling. You have us so well-organized, we can afford to be lazy on the weekend. I invited Helen to spend the weekend with us. I hope you don't mind. Frank is staying in town again, and she hates being alone in that big house. I'm going to fix potato salad and bake a ham, picnic food we can eat whenever we get hungry. We can swim and just horse around and have a good time. She hasn't tried out our new swimming pool."
"You know I don't mind, Sunshine. I like your sister. She can spend all the time here she wants. I'll stay out of your way this morning. There's a program on PBS that I want to watch. Where are the kids, by the way?"
"Corky wanted to buy a new bikini. Johnny drove her to the mall in town. They'll probably be gone all morning. You know how women are when they get in a mall. I have no idea what she's going to buy. Probably something that will barely cover her nipples and pussy."
"Sounds like what you wear. You two are so much a-like, it boggles my mind."
"Well, I guess I can't complain then. She's an adult. She can wear and do whatever she wants." She cocked her head to the side and grinned impishly. "I had to suck quite a while the night before last to get your cock hard. Did you get a little of our daughter's nooky?"
"I was tired," he replied noncommittally. "I worked hard all day, then went to the meeting."
"Darling, you're a good dancer, but we don't have any music right now. You seldom stay at those meetings longer than an hour or so. I know she didn't have a date, so you were here with her most of the evening."
"You came home pretty jazzed up," he said, trying to keep the conversation away from Corky. "Did watching a racy movie turn you on?"
"Yeah, along with other things. There was a good lesbian scene, a hot three-way, and we saw a couple in a car next to us getting it on. Johnny was a little uncomfortable taking his mother to that kind of movie. At first."
"Oh, what happened to change his mind?"
"Well, let's just say that I convinced him to think of me as a date," she giggled. "He's hung as well as you are, by the way."
He arched one eyebrow and said, "We're dancing around the subject, aren't we?"
"That's what I meant about not having music, darling. I deliberately had Johnny take me to that movie. I knew you wouldn't do anything while I was around."
"You're devilish," he said. "Did you tell her that I don't stay at those meetings very long?"
"No. She's a bright girl, darling. Did you enjoy fucking her?"
"It was more like she fucked me. She traipsed into the living room buck naked and took matters into her hands. So to speak. You fucked Johnny, didn't you?"
"Yes. It was like fucking you when we were younger."
"I know what you mean. Corky looks and acts just like you when you were her age." He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "So, what now?"
"Well, we both did something we've been wanting to do. Now that we've broken the ice, I don't see any reason to stop. Do you?"
"No."
"Good!" she said brightly. "Think of all the fun we can have as one big happy family." She stood and caressed his cheek as she kissed him tenderly. "You go watch your program. I'm going to fix the food. Helen will be here soon. Who knows, I might even have another surprise for you after while."
"I don't know how you could surprise me any more than you already have."
"Never underestimate a horny woman, darling!"
The doorbell rang, and Laura called out, "Will you get that, darling? It's probably Helen. I'm up to my elbows in potato salad."
"Sounds like an awful lot of potato salad," he quipped as he went to the door. "Come on in, Helen. Good to see you again." He stepped back and openly looked at her. Her extremely short shorts looked like another skin stretched tightly across her shapely buttocks. He could tell from the way her nipples poked out that she wasn't wearing a bra under her scoop-neck peasant blouse. "You're looking good. You doing okay?"
"I get by, Jack," Helen said. "You're looking good, too. Life must be treating you right."
"More ups than downs, I'm happy to say."
"Thank you for inviting me. I hated the prospect of spending the weekend alone on that big house."
"That's what Laura said. You're always welcome, Helen. Come any time, whether you have a specific invitation or not. Laura's in the kitchen."
He went back to the living room to watch his program, and Helen went into the kitchen.
"Hi, kid," Laura said.
"Boy, that looks like a lot of potato salad," Helen said.
"Jack said the same thing. I thought I would make enough to last all day. I also baked a ham. We're going to swim and horse around and generally have fun. I don't want to be messing with cooking."
"Thank you for inviting me. That sounds like a lot more fun than spending the weekend trying to satisfy myself with the new vibrator I ordered."
"Still no love life, huh?"
"Are you kidding? If it wasn't for Rick the friendly mailman, I would be climbing the walls. He stops by three mornings a week for coffee and a little romp."
"Well, that's better than nothing," Laura said. "Not that I would call Johnny nothing."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Everybody wants to dance this morning," Laura quipped. "Don't be coy with me, darling. Johnny spent most of the day with you when he delivered the butter and eggs. I know that he screwed you."
"How do you know? Maybe you're just guessing, and are way off the mark."
"He told me, darling," Laura said. "I would have known anyway. I know my son."
"You don't mind?"
"Why should I? You're both adults. What you do is your business."
"I wouldn't have to if Frank didn't spend so much time in town. Even when he is home, he doesn't notice me unless I don't get dinner on the table when he thinks I should. I think he's got a piece stashed in town. I know that he doesn't rent a hotel room when he stays over. In my case, there's no difference between monogamy and monotony. You were the hippie who went out and had all those fantastic sexual adventures. I stayed home like a good girl and got married."
"I got married, too," Laura laughed.
"What would you do if Jack worked in town and seldom came home? Would you do without?"
"No, probably not," Laura said. "I can help you."
"How? Don't tell me that you play around?"
"Well, not alone, or with strangers," Laura said. "How would you like to play a little game with Jack?"
"What kind of game?" Helen asked suspiciously. "Oh, suppose you see if you can get him interested in you."
"Interested in what."
"Oh, whatever," Laura replied. "How interested."
"Oh, whatever," Laura repeated. "Are you serious?"
"Damn right I am," Laura said. "What do you think I meant when I said that we're going to horse around and have fun?"
"Well, I guess I thought you meant we're going to swim and talk." Helen paused. "What about
Corky and Johnny?"
"They went to the mall in town. They'll be back this afternoon."
"Won't they put a crimp in your plans to horse around and have fun?"
"Why should they? Johnny's had Corky, I've had Johnny, Jack has had Corky, and you've had Johnny. We just haven't done it in front of each other. Don't you think it's time we did?"
"You're kidding!" Helen exclaimed.
"like hell I am, darling. Life has become damn boring around here lately. Are you game?"
"As you said, damn right I am!"
"Good. Take Jack a glass of iced tea and see what you can do."
Helen strutted into the living room. She leaned way over with her luscious ass pointed at him, set the glass on the coffee table and gave her ass a seductive little wiggle.
"What are you watching?" she asked.
"A program on space."
She straightened up and turned around to face him. She struck a seductive pose with one hip shot, and toyed with her hair. "I can't fathom the enormous distances in space. I look at the stars, and it boggles my mind to think it would take hundreds of years to get to some of the closer ones."
"If we could travel at the speed of light," he said. "Which we can't. Not yet, anyway."
"Now that I really can't fathom! I read something about the light we see now left a star thousands of years ago. For all we know, it isn't even there any more." She licked her lips and smiled. "Guess I sound like a typical dumb blonde, huh?"
"No," he said. "I have trouble understanding a lot of it. I'm not sure that astronomers understand all of it."
"Well, there are some things I know all about." She glanced over her shoulder and pretended to be surprised. "Oh, I'm standing in front of the TV, aren't I?" She exaggerated the swing of her ass as she sashayed out of the room.
Jack knew she was up to something. Probably at his wife's instigation. He just didn't know what. He shrugged and went back to watching the program.
"Any reaction?" Laura asked when her sister returned to the kitchen.
"Not much," Helen answered. "He looked, but he didn't say anything."
"He probably won't unless you get openly conspicuous. He is a gentleman, darling."
"What attracts him the most, asses, tits or legs?"
"All of the above, darling," Laura giggled. "He-likes everything about a woman from the soles of her feet to the top of her head. You aren't wearing a bra, are you?"
"Nope. Seldom do. They feel too much like a harness."
Laura eyed her sister's low-cut blouse. "Well, maybe you can get a rise out of him if you flash your tits at him." She handed Helen a bowl of popcorn.
"Do you care if I give him more than just a peek?"
"Of course not," Laura said. "Be as rambunctious as you wish. Let your conscience be your guide."
"Lately, darling, when it comes to sex, I'm not sure that I have a conscience."
"Precisely," Laura replied with a big grin.
Helen strolled back into the living room. "Laura sent you a bowl of popcorn," she said. She stood in front of the coffee table and leaned way over to set the bowl down. Her blouse fell away from her chest and she knew he could see all the way down to her navel. She surreptitiously cut her eyes up to be sure he was looking. "See anything else you would like to have?" she asked coyly, deliberately giving him the impression he could have whatever might strike his imagine.
Jack nearly choked on his iced tea. He had no doubt this time that she was teasing him. He didn't mind. He would rather look at her magnificent tits than the tube anyway. He swallowed hard and said, "Thanks." He left the remark open-ended. Two could play her little game.
Her nipples were getting hard under his ardent gaze. She put her hands on her knees and gave him a big grin. "Warm today, isn't it?"
"Typical July day. Looks like you're dressed to stay cool."
She was anything but cool! She hoped Laura didn't make her play this silly game much longer. Her poor little pussy was on fire! She straightened up and arched her back to make her tits stand out further.
"Well, enjoy your program. Let me know if you want me to give you anything. Anything at all."
"Any reaction this time?" Laura asked.
"Well, he nearly choked on his tea and took a good long look," Helen replied. "How much longer do I have to play charades?"
"Well, the ham is in the oven, and everything else if ready. Why don't we see if together we can stimulate his interest? He-likes me to jack him off. Let's start with that."
"The palms of my hands are already itching!"
"You don't have hair growing in them, do you?"
"That applies only to men, honey," Helen giggled. "Women don't get hairy palms from jacking off, or playing with cocks. Darling, I had no idea you would invite me to share your husband. I mean, we are sisters, and well...."
Laura put her arms around her sister. "Being sisters only makes it more exciting. Don't you think so? I'm sure Jack will."
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Helen shivered and caught her breath when her nipples collided with Laura's. "Can we do more? I don't want you to think I'm trying to horn in on your fun, but I need...I mean...."
Laura kissed her sister lightly on the lips. "I know what you mean, darling. We're going to do everything. All weekend long!" She chuckled and kissed Helen's lips again. "He's got a marvelous tongue and a gorgeous cock. And he is very adept with both. Of course, you already know what his cock is like. Johnny's is a duplicate of his daddy's. If you don't get what you want, what you need, this weekend, it's your own damn fault."
"Oh, Laura, you're so good to me!" Helen whispered breathlessly.
"What are sisters for?" Laura said with a big grin.
"Is he going to fuck you, too?"
"Oh, darling, this is going to be a wild weekend!" Laura laughed. "Everybody is going to get fucked. We're going to be one happy fucking family."
"God, how kinky! I love it."
"It going to get a lot kinkier," Laura said.
"Oh, goody!" Helen said breathlessly. "I was afraid you wouldn't...I've done my share of fucking, but I've never watched another couple...." She was so excited she couldn't get her thoughts together and utter a coherent sentence. This time, she took the initiative and kissed her sister on the lips. "Oh, Laura, I'm so fucking excited! My pussy is simply drenched!"
"So is mine, darling," Laura said. "Will you kiss me again after a while?"
"Is that what you meant by it getting kinkier? Do you do girls?"
"Not exactly. I was talking about Corky and Johnny joining us. I've kissed another girl, but that's all."
"Do you want to do more?"
"Well, the idea intrigues me," Laura said softly.
"Yeah, me, too. Especially with you. That would really be kinky."
"We'll get back to each other later, darling. Let's go see if we can get Jack interested it something besides the boob tube."
"Well, you and I certainly have some fine boobs to show him," Helen laughed.
Laura took her sister's hand and led her into the living room. They sat down on each side of Jack and watched the program a couple of minutes.
Laura put her hand on the inside of Jack's thigh, on top of his cock. "May we interrupt your program for a few minutes, darling?" she said.
He looked at his wife with one eyebrow raised. She smiled coyly. He looked at Helen. She grinned impishly.
"What are you up to?" he asked.
"Nothing sinister," Laura replied casually. "I want Helen to show me how she handles a cock. A girl can always learn something new." She squeezed his cock. "Even a horny one, like me. You don't mind, do you?"
"Baby, I might be crazy, but I'm not stupid," he said.
"I'm very handy," Helen said. "In fact, several men said I have a natural talent. I think my blow jobs are better. Maybe Laura will let me show you later."
Laura chuckled. "You'd better take off your clothes, darling. You don't want to cum on them, and she needs them out of the way."
"I think I'll undress, too," Helen said. "My shorts are pretty tight. They ride up in my crack and pinch when I kneel down."
"My sister doesn't wear panties or a bra, darling," Laura said. "She just wants to take off her clothes so you can look at her pussy and big tits."
"Okay," he said eagerly. He opened his pants, slid them down his legs and peeled his shirt over his head.
"Yeah, I thought you would like that," Laura said. "Well, if she's going to get naked, so am I."
"Good. I'll get a lot more turned if I can at least look at you naked."
Helen looked at his cock and giggled. "I think you're already turned on."
Helen stood and peeled her blouse over her head, then skinned out of her shorts. Her tits jiggled and swayed as she moved. Jack's eyes bounced as they followed the big orbs.
Laura stood by her sister and undressed. She looked at her husband and grinned. His cock stirred and got thicker as he stared at Helen's hairy mound and magnificent tits.
"Here we are darling, in all our naked glory," Laura said. "Let the good times roll!"
"Jesus," Jack muttered. "What a stunning sight."
Impulsively, Helen did a little dance. She put one foot ahead of the other and bent her knees slightly. Her tits bounced and bumped together as she pumped her arms and swung her ass. "Rock and roll!" she giggled.
"Oh, darling, you look magnificent," Laura said. "Look at her, Jack. Isn't she absolutely gorgeous?"
He looked, long and raptly. "Damn," he whispered. His eyes meandered slowly up and down his sister-in-law's super body. "Forgive me for staring, Helen," he said. "I can't help it. You are more alluring than I suspected. You shouldn't hide such beauty."
"Frank has a fit if I wear even a miniskirt!" Being naked with her sister and brother-in-law stimulated her. She felt moisture gush into her pussy. "I'll just have to come over here more often."
"Any time, sweetheart," Jack said huskily. "Any time." He looked at his sister-in-law again. "You two look so much a-like, you could be twins." He took Helen's hand, pulled her down and licked her nipple.
"Ooooooh!" Helen muttered.
He licked the thick nipple impetuously. It instantly grew in size, becoming more turgid and longer. His cock stirred.
"Oh, fuck, darling, watching you lick my sister's tit is so exciting!" Laura said. Her pussy was already flowing like a fucking river. She could only imagine how much it would excite her to watch her husband's big cock slide into her sister's pretty little pussy. "Oh, Helen, darling, your nipple is getting so big."
"Yeah, his tongue really makes my motor race."
"Bet it makes your pussy wet too," Laura chuckled. "It sure does mine!" She sat down facing her husband with one leg curled under the other and her hairy crotch wide open. "Darling, I don't want you to touch her yet. I want to be sure I see everything she does." She fluffed up her bush and grinned. "You can play with my tits and pussy if it will help."
"He needs help about as much as a dolphin needs help learning to swim," Helen giggled. She knelt between his legs and caressed his cock lovingly. "Superb cock." She reached between his legs with her other hand and fondled his balls. "And great big balls. like a bull. You must really fill Laura's mouth and pussy when you cum."
"He does," Laura agreed. "Be careful when he squirts. He erupts like Old Faithful."
"I like a man who cums gallons," Helen said. "We have to keep the head real wet, darling. Spit works as well as anything, and the man-likes the added feel of your mouth on his cock. Do you want to slobber all over it, or may I?"
"I'll do it," Laura said. "You just want to get it in your mouth, then you won't let it go until it squirts. I want to watch you jack him off, not suck him dry."
Two women fighting over his cock made Jack feel a little weird. But he liked it.
"One of you do something," he said. "Let's get this show on the road."
"Well, listen to Mr. Eager Beaver," Laura teased. She leaned over to take the head of his cock in her mouth.
He reached under her and cupped one big tit mound. "I'll hold you so you don't tip over and stab yourself in the mouth," he said.
"She is kind of top heavy, isn't she?" Helen quipped.
"You should talk," Jack replied. "Your tits are as big as hers."
"It runs in the family, darling," Helen said.
Laura coated the head of her husband's cock with saliva and sat up. "There, that ought to do for a few minutes."
"You can drool on it now and then," Helen said. She peeled his foreskin back. "I like a man who isn't clipped. Watching the foreskin go up and down turns me on." She put one hand over his cockhead, extended her fingers downward, and caught the sensitive knob with the tips.
"Why do you hold it that way?" Laura asked.
"The head is the most sensitive part of a cock, and your fingers need to be right on it so you stimulate the nerves."
"Interesting," Laura said. "See, darling, I've already learned something new."
Helen wrapped her other hand around the shaft of Jack's cock. She twisted her fingers and pumped her fist up and down.
"Damn," Jack muttered.
She grinned. "Yeah, feels pretty good, doesn't it? I told you I'm good. I'm going to make you cum so good."
Laura felt a jolt of lust as she watched her sister play with Jack's cock. She took his hand and pulled it between her legs. "Do you want to put your finger in my pussy, darling?" she asked.
He slipped his middle finger into her humid slit. "Turns you on, too, doesn't it?"
"Something fierce," Laura whispered hotly. "Give me another finger."
"I need some more slickum here," Helen said. She took her fingers away from the head and held the shaft upright as Laura bent over and drooled on it. "Now, here's another way to do it that really gets to a man."
She put her right hand loosely around the knob and simultaneously twisted it back and forth and stroked it up and down as her left hand slid rapidly up and down the shaft in the opposite direction.
"God damn!" Jack moaned.
Laura hunched her cunt on her husband's finger and sighed. "That looks like the old trick of patting your head and rubbing your stomach at the same time," she said.
"You can learn to do it with enough practice."
"You can practice on me all you want, sweetheart," Jack said.
Helen stared Jack in the eye as she continued to work on his cock with both hands. She obviously enjoyed playing with a cock. He wondered when he would get to fuck her. Then he realized it didn't make any difference. He wasn't going to last long enough to fuck anyone.
Helen felt his cock swell and looked up. "Are you ready to cum?"
"You would have to shoot me to stop it now!" he gasped. "You have a wonderful way with your hands, lady."
"Practice makes perfect," Helen quipped. She removed her right hand from his knob and reached between his legs to fondle his balls. She extended her left thumb so it rubbed the head, then jerked him so fast her hand became a blur. Suddenly, she stuck her right index finger in his asshole and giggled when he nearly vaulted off the couch. "Oh, yeah, you like that, too, don't you? Okay, baby, give me your cum. See if you can hit the ceiling when it blows."
"God, this really excites me," Laura breathed.
"Yeah, me, too," Helen said. "I love the way a cock throbs when it spits."
Jack groaned, then yelled as his prick exploded. Helen aimed the head at his belly and continued to stroke him as fast as she could, spraying cum all over the front of his body.
"Oh, my, look at the cum fly," Helen said softly. "He does squirt like a geyser. Damn shame to waste it."
"If you must, you can take it in your mouth," Laura said.
Helen took Jack's sticky knob between her lips and milked the last drops into her mouth. Then she licked her hand. "Yum, yum," she muttered. "Love that rich taste. And it's not even fattening!" She giggled as she reached out and began to rub Jack's cum into his chest and belly.
Laura leaned over and kissed Jack impetuously. She nearly sucked his tongue out of his mouth, then pulled back and gazed at him with lust sparkling in her eyes. "God, darling, this is so exciting!" she exclaimed.
Laura quelled her fierce hunger for a moment and looked at her husband's cock. It lay flat against his belly. Big. Solid. Thick. Surrounded by a tangled mat of brown hair. His heavy balls, lighter by one massive load of cum, dangled between his legs. Her fingers shook a trifle as she touched his fulfilling love muscle.
"Such a splendid cock," she murmured. "Always so satisfying."
She bent down and kissed the sticky tip of his cock. She licked it greedily until the knob glistened, then slowly licked the full length of his shaft. She lifted her head and looked him in the eye.
"Did it surprise you that my sister jacked you off, darling?" she asked flirtatiously, her voice quivering with emotion.
"You could have knocked me over with a feather," he replied.
"Did you like the way she handled your cock?"
"God, yes! She has magic in her hands."
"Good. I'll jack you off that way in the future." She grinned impishly. "Do you think you and Johnny can handle three hot women, darling?"
"I can't answer for my son, but I'll sure give it my best shot."
"Good shots from men is what it's all about, isn't it?" Laura said with a cheery laugh.
"I can answer for Johnny," Helen said. "He's damn good."
"Well, how about that," Jack said. "My son has had all three of you."
"You knew about Corky?" Laura said.
"Of course. She makes enough noise to wake the dead. like someone else I know."
"You haven't heard me when I cum," Helen laughed. "That must run in the family, too. This is the kind of party I like. No holes barred."
"Careful, darling, Jack might take you up on that," Laura said.
"Well, I've never had it in the back door, but I'm willing to try most anything with you two."
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Jack leaned over and kissed Helen. She put her hand behind his head, thrust her tongue into his mouth and her lips came alive against his. His cock twitched with a faint glimmer of new life. He straightened up and kissed his wife, and got the same passionate response.
Laura sat him on the couch and both women nuzzled his neck and kissed his cheeks and rubbed their firm tits against his arms. Helen leaned back into the soft cushions and watched raptly as Laura covered her husband's neck, shoulders and chest with gentle bites and soft, slurping kisses. She slid to the floor between his knees and rubbed the mushroom head against the soft skin of her face and neck.
Her breathing shallow, eyes half-closed and glazed with rising passion, Helen put one foot on the couch and spread her legs.
Each time she reached the tip of his cock, Laura paused to engulf the crown with her wet mouth. He watched Helen rub her humid cleft with one long finger. The sensation of his sensuous wife sucking his cock and his equally sensuous sister-in-law playing with her pussy made his head spin.
Laura lifted her head and glanced at Helen. "Would you like to help me suck his delectable cock?"
"If you think I'm going to turn down such a welcome offer, you're nuts!" She knelt by Laura, grasped the base of Jack's cock in her soft hand and squeezed firmly.
Laura looked up at him and winked. With deliberate slowness, she took the entire length of her husband's stiff rod into her mouth and went down until her lips touched Helen's fingers. She paused for a moment, then withdrew with the same delightful slowness. Smiling at Helen, she moved aside. "Your turn, Sister. Enjoy."
Helen's hand slid up and down the spit-slick shaft several times, then she pulled the head to her lips. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked the elegant bulb into her mouth. She barely moved her head, but her tongue worked furiously.
Laura pulled on her hard nipples and locked her eyes on Helen's soft, red lips circling Jack's stiff cock. "She looks so sexy with her mouth full of your cock, darling," she whispered. She eased her middle finger between the pouting lips of her pussy and wriggled it into her sopping hole to the last knuckle. She undulated her hips and probed her slick channel. When he looked at her, she withdrew her finger and licked it seductively.
"Mmmmmm, I taste good," she murmured.
"God, you're a sexy witch!" he chuckled.
Torn by the need to cum, unwilling to release his load so soon, Jack tangled his fingers in Helen's long blonde tresses and gently lifted her mouth from his raging rod. It slipped from her mouth with a moist plop. She raised her eyes questioningly. He stood, pulled her up and kissed her with fiery passion. Her jutting tits made two indentations in his chest.
Laura looked at them and smiled dreamily. She thought of what they were going to do with each other and her smile widened. He stepped back and looked at Helen. His cock stood straight out. It felt two feet long and ready to burst with desire. Helen's face was flushed and her juice soaked her seam. Consumed with eroticism, Laura trembled visibly.
"Your mouth is better than your hands," he said.
"Just wait until I suck you off," Helen replied.
Jack looked at the hall leading to the bedroom and then at his wife. She smiled, took Helen's hand and headed down the hall. Jack followed, staring hungrily at their gorgeous asses. Laura turned off one bed lamp, draped a pair of her red panties the other one, and put the bedroom chair by the head of the bed.
"Welcome to our den of wickedness," she said to Helen.
"I'm glad you have a king-size bed. I would hate to fuck three to a bed when I'm afraid of falling off."
Laura gripped her husband's cock, stroked it tenderly and smiled sweetly. The two women exchanged knowing looks as they helped him lie in the middle of the large love bed. He lifted his head and looked at the two breathtaking women standing by bed, and his cock got thicker and longer.
His eyes darted from one woman to the other. He knew every nook and cranny of his wife's stunning body, but seeing her under these circumstances made her more exciting. And Helen's voluptuous body made his blood boil.
Helen fluffed up her thick bush and smiled. Laura lifted her heavy, rose-tipped tits and pointed them at him.
"Outstanding," he said softly.
Helen sat in the chair, rested her feet on the edge of the bed, and let her knees fall open, exposing her plump, hair-covered mound.
"Look at her pretty pussy, darling," Laura said.
He rolled his head to the side. Helen's blonde-haired slit was less than a foot from the end of his nose. She spread the long pink lips of her twat with the fingers of one hand and slowly inserted a finger from her other hand into her hole as far as it would go. She slid it in and out languorously, creating an exciting squishy sound.
Laura's big tits dangled under her chest as she knelt over her husband. Her stiff nipples brushed across him as she licked and sucked and nipped from his neck to his navel. The tip of his rampant prick grazed her belly.
He watched Helen inch a second finger into her love tunnel and felt Laura's tongue slither across his belly. She buried her face in his crotch, squeezed his cock tightly and sucked one of his balls into her mouth.
Helen's eyes met his in a passionate stare. He licked his lips, and she eagerly climbed on his chest and lowered her bushy box to his avid mouth. He drilled his tongue into her tight slit. She gripped the headboard with both hands and wiggled her ass back and forth.
He felt Laura straddle him. He looked up past the expanse of Helen's flat belly as Laura's hands snaked under her sister's arms and cupped her gorgeous mammary mounds. Helen threw her head back and moaned as Laura's long red nails pinched and tugged her turgid tit buds.
Laura shifted and Jack felt the head of his cock scrub through the soft curls in her crotch. He lifted his hips and tried to drive his shaft into his wife's steamy snatch as he licked Helen's dripping slot. Laura had other ideas. She allowed only the head of his swollen prong to penetrate her and rotated her hips slowly.
Helen soared toward the oblivion of sweet release. "Lick my clit, darling," she wailed.
He lapped her protruding clit lickety-split. Her body shuddered as she wiggled and twisted and fucked herself on his tongue.
"Oh, God! Suck my cunt!" she screamed as she climaxed violently. She nearly smothered him with her fat, hairy slit, then rolled off him as the orgasmic waves subsided. She lay at his side, glassy-eyed and heaving. "Thank you, darling," she whispered. "I really needed that."
"My pleasure," he replied. "You taste good. Any time you want me to suck you again, just whistle."
"Maybe I'll just moan. You seem to respond well to that."
"He responds to pussy," Laura snickered.
Her eyes met his. She leaned forward until her nipples touched his chest, then slammed her ass down and impaled herself on his love lance. He felt his cock hit bottom and she started fucking herself vigorously. Her tits swayed in time with her humping ass and her nipples danced across his chest. She lowered her head and her lush, tender lips met his in the most soulful kiss he had ever experienced.
Suddenly, they were both cumming, their mouths still glued together, their tongues dueling. Helen got on her knees and caressed Laura's ass and fondled Jack's balls with her soft, silky hands.
Spurts of hot cream poured into his insatiable wife. The golden bliss of lips and tongues and cock and cunt carried them over the brink and into the deep valley of satiation.
Laura pushed herself erect, slapped her tits gently against Jack's face, then rolled over onto her back.
"My God, would you just look at that thing?" Helen said in awe. She wrapped her fist around Jack's prick and shook it. "It's still hard!"
Laura sat up and looked at her husband's cock. "Super! Two pussies must agree with you, darling."
Helen shook his cock again. "May I?" she asked Laura.
"Be my guest, darling."
Helen licked Jack's cock clean, then swallowed it for good measure. She lifted her head and grinned. She crawled over him and his cock quivered as her tits brushed it. She snuggled down on her back between him and Laura and spread her legs. "Come on. darling. You licked my pussy so well, now give it a good fucking."
Laura kissed her husband, then said, "Fuck her good, darling. Our family honor is at stake."
"I am family," Helen giggled.
He didn't need a second invitation. He enjoyed licking her furry box, and now he was going to fuck it. With his wife's help and encouragement! He got on his knees between Helen's legs and Laura grasped his cock.
"Let me help you. darling," Laura said softly. She spread Helen's cunt lips and pulled him down. "Let's tease her a little," she said as she rubbed his cockhead up and down her sister's wet slit.
"You're wicked," Helen panted. She grabbed the cheeks of his ass and tugged hard. "Put that thing in my cunt and fuck me! Hurry!"
Laura grinned at Jack as she stuck the end of his rod in her sister's hole and pushed his ass forward with her other hand. "Now, fuck her good, darling. I want to watch her cum on your cock."
Helen lunged and shuddered as his cock slid into her. He leaned over and kissed her on the lips as he bucked forward and sank his shaft to the hilt. He lost his breath at her tightness, barely aware of her nails sinking into his buttocks or the deep sobs coming from her throat.
He thrust into his horny sister-in-law powerfully. She locked her twat on his rod and twisted her legs around his thighs. She met his heavy-duty jabs with sharp snaps of her hips, biting him on the shoulder as her excitement soared. She corkscrewed her hips to intensify the pressure of his prick and boost her own pleasure.
She had good control of her vaginal muscles. Fucking his wife's sister in front of her thrilled him. Helen was very, very good and he knew it wouldn't be long before he dumped his load in her eager receptacle.
Too excited to merely watch her sister and husband fuck, Laura got on her knees by Jack. She fondled his balls and traced Helen's pussy lips stretched around his prick and tickled her clit.
"I love you, darling," she whispered passionately. "Right now, I think Helen does, too. You're fucking her so wonderfully, darling. Just as I knew you would. Don't you enjoy fucking her? Did her cunt taste good, darling? Fuck her hard, darling, fuck her so hard that she loses her mind. Really pound your cock into her tight twat. I love to watch you fuck my horny sister. Fill her pretty pussy with your hot cum, darling. Think about it, darling. We're going to spend the whole weekend fucking. You and Johnny have three randy, brazen women to fuck any way you please. We're all utterly uninhibited, darling, and we'll do anything your little heart desires. We don't care where you put your cocks and tongues as long as you make all three of us cum so much we can't stand it."
"God damn," he muttered.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Helen agreed. She urged him on with her stinging nails and frenzied slit. She clamped her cunt tight and quivered fiercely on his pulsating, pounding prod. She bit him on the ear, the neck, and the shoulder. "We're going to fuck your cocks off, darling!"
She arched her body and jammed her swollen tits into his chest, gasping and shivering wildly as he drove into her eager depths. She bucked so hard she nearly threw him off.
He loved fucking his sister-in-law with his wife's help and encouragement. His passions soared even higher as he thought of the pleasure his cock was giving this lovely, wild creature. Helen was an untamed sexpot. She started cumming and a meaningless babble of sounds poured from her mouth. Then his prick erupted in a compelling orgasm. She cried out and bucked and swung her hips furiously, seeking to get every millimeter of his cock into her and drain every drop of his sticky hot spunk.
He did his duty, staying with her until her orgasm subsided and her wild gyrations became mild tremors. He sagged against her, limp, heaving for breath.
"God, what a wonderful fuck!" Helen mumbled. "Fucking fabulous!"
Laura patted her husband on the ass and licked his ear. "Oh, darling, you fucked my sister so well. Helen, didn't I tell you we'd have fun."
"God, what an understatement!" Helen chuckled. "You two are wonderful!"
"We haven't even started!" Laura laughed. "Just wait until Corky and Johnny join us. Let's take a shower, then go for a swim. We don't want to wear ourselves out too soon."
"Will your shower hold us?" Helen asked.
"Oh, we'll have to squeeze in and rub against each other, but we can make it. Think you can stand that much familiarity?"
"Darling, you are full of understatement!" Helen laughed.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Laura and Helen were cavorting in the pool when Corky and Johnny came out of the house. Johnny sat in a lawn chair next to his father and Corky walked to the edge of the pool.
"Corky, why are you wearing a robe, dear?" Laura said.
"Yeah, that's no fair," Helen said indignantly.
"Would you believe, we spent all morning walking the mall, and she couldn't make up her mind?" Johnny said.
"All the good bikinis were gone," Corky said. "I hate it when they put out fall fashions in July. There ought to be a law."
"Well, you still have your old one," Laura said.
"I don't like it," Corky replied. "I decided not to wear anything." She shucked off her robe and tossed it aside.
"Hey, all right!" Helen said. "I hate bras of any kind anyway. She took off her top and dropped it in the water. She rolled over headfirst with her ass in the air and removed the bottoms. She came up and stretched languidly, accentuating her lovely tits. "Yeah, this is much better."
"Your turn, Mama," Corky said. "If Helen and I are going to swim naked, you have to."
"Don't think she won't!" Jack laughed. "She loves any excuse to get naked."
Johnny looked at his father and raised one eyebrow. "Did something happen while Corky and I were in town?"
"Your mother thought it was about time we dropped the pretense," Jack replied. He stood and shucked off his suit. "You and I might as well join them. They'll probably start without us if we don't." He walked to the edge of the pool and dived in.
Helen dove and swam to Laura. She yanked the bottom of her suit off and surfaced. She held the bottoms up like a trophy and laughed. Laura took off her top and threw it at Corky.
"You thought I wouldn't do it, didn't you?" she laughed.
Johnny stripped out of his suit and he and Corky dove into the pool together. The women gathered in the middle of the pool and giggled like schoolgirls as they dunked each other. Jack and Johnny joined them and touched, patted, caressed, fondled and kissed all three women. The women rubbed their tits against each other and the men and grabbed cocks.
"Somebody's feeling me up!" Helen cackled.
"Everybody's feeling you up!" Jack replied.
"Whoever's got his finger in my pussy, be warned that you're starting something," Laura said.
"How do you know it's a he?" Corky asked.
Laura dunked her daughter. Jack dunked Laura. There was a mad scramble as everybody tried to dunk everybody else. Helen came up spitting and sputtering.
"You nuts are going to drown me," she laughed. "I had my mouth wide open when you dunked me."
"You should have had something in it," Laura said. "like a cock."
"I volunteer," Johnny said.
"Let me catch my breath first," Helen said. She swam to the edge of the pool and climbed out. "Join me in about five minutes," she said as she stretched out on a queen-size air mattress.
Corky whooped as she felt a finger slip into her pussy and another one enter her asshole. She grabbed her daddy's dick and tweaked her mother's nipple. "Oh, this is fun!" she giggled. "Thank you, Mama."
Laura kissed her daughter lightly on the lips. "Well, life was getting pretty dull around here. Somebody had to spice it up."
"Look at Helen," Johnny said.
Helen was lying on her back with her legs spread wide. The middle finger of her right hand was gliding lightly up and down her hairy slit.
"Oh, that's so alluring," Laura said softly.
She swam to the edge of the pool, climbed out, and crawled to Helen. She sat by her sister and gently took her hand out of her crotch and licked her finger.
Helen lifted her head and frowned. "Why did you stop me? It was just getting good."
"Let me do it for you, darling," Laura said softly.
She put her finger in the middle of her sister's seam. Her finger gently penetrated the gripping sheath. The tip wiggled around, exploring.
Helen shivered and hunched. "Oh, that feels good," she muttered.
"I like it too," Laura replied.
Helen's tight walls automatically squeezed her sister's finger gently. Laura's fingertip left the small mouth and slithered up the hair-lined slit. It stopped at the large nodule protruding from between the puffy lips and rubbed lightly. She felt it begin to grow and rubbed a little faster, a little harder. Helen's hips jerked and she lost contact for a moment. She reestablished contact and kept her finger in place in spite of the more frenetic movements of her sister's ass.
Corky knelt by her mother and kissed her on the cheek. "She-likes what you're doing, Mama," she whispered. "Her foxy ass is going a mile a minute. Don't you like the way her lips open so wide when you do that? Her pussy is so pretty."
Laura was aware only of her finger in Helen's pussy and her sister's response. She vaguely heard moans, gasps and pants. She didn't know they were coming from her. Blood roared in her ears as her own passion began to mount. Her hand operated on remote control. She watched her fingers in a detached way. A sexual fog shrouded her mind. Somehow, she knew she had her hand in her sister's pussy, giving her pleasure. The uncommon nature of the situation didn't quite penetrate her mind. She saw her hand, saw the pussy. They seemed so natural together, one pleasing the other. Her hand moved faster. Both women were lost in an erogenous befuddlement, one wanting pleasure, the other wanting to give it.
Jack and Johnny got out of the pool and sat close to the women so they could see the whole show clearly.
Corky tweaked her mother's fat nipples and rubbed her pussy. Helen squealed, and began to buck and bounce as she popped her cork. Corky twisted her mother's nipple hard.
"Rub her clit, Mama!" she exclaimed. "Fuck her with your finger! Make her cum! Make her cum hard!"
Helen thrashed and bucked and wailed as her orgasm hit the peak. Corky's passions were bubbling and boiling like a cauldron. She flopped onto her back and stuck her head between her mother's legs. Jack knew what was coming next. He crawled to the women and pulled his wife onto her side.
Johnny joined him, and they quickly arranged the women in a circle. He lifted his sister's leg and put his hand behind his aunt's head. Helen dived into Corky's crotch without hesitation. Jack pushed Laura's head between Helen's legs. Corky giggled and kissed her mother's pussy.
Corky ran her hands over the inside of her mother's thighs, lightly brushing her cunt several times. Her fingers played in the lush hair, combing it, gently pulling it. She felt the blood-filled lips a few times. Once or twice, her finger dipped into Laura's steaming honey pot, slid through the wet slit and passed over her mother's clit. Laura began to shake with emotion and passion.
"Go ahead, Sis," Johnny said. "Put your tongue in her cunt and taste her delicious juice. Lick her, baby. She's so hot, she can hardly stand it. Eat her cunt!"
Helen reached into Corky's crotch and spread her cunt lips wide. She put her mouth on her niece's hairy snatch and her tongue sliced into her slit.
Jack patted his wife's head tenderly. "You look so damn sexy, Sunshine," he said softly.
Laura chuckled deep in her chest. She pushed her head into Helen's splayed crotch. She rubbed her face all over the sopping crack. She sighed and plunged her mouth into her sister's cunt.
Jack and Johnny sat down and stroked their cocks as they watched the lascivious female daisy chain. They looked so damn hot and horny and sexy and tantalizing! Both men had the same thought. They hoped they could husband their strength and fuck all three of them. If not, well, tomorrow was another day!
The women wiggled and twisted and snuffled as they came together. Corky broke the chain and pushed her mother onto her back. She kissed her passionately, then hunched her ass up and sat on one of Laura's heaving tits. She opened the lips of her cunt and the nipple slipped inside. She held her lower lips wide apart, wiggled her ass, and caressed her clit with her mother's nipple. She sat on Laura's other large tit mound and caressed her clit with the nipple. She bathed both tits with her warm juice, then bent down and licked them clean.
"Don't leave me out!" Helen exclaimed.
She pulled Corky off her mother and went down on Laura. Corky twisted around, claimed Helen's cunt and gave her twat to her mother. They jerked and bucked and writhed. They clung to each other's taut ass cheeks like leeches and went off simultaneously. Hairy crotches muffled their moans and groans. They came and came, rising to incredible heights, busy mouths trying to catch all of the hot, slick juice pouring from three liquefied slits. They sucked each other into another paroxysm of pleasure, then rolled apart. Their fury crotches and faces glistened with dewy female sex juice.
Helen and Corky lay on opposite sides of Laura.
She put an arm under each of them and snuggled them close. They kissed and caressed and fondled each other, savoring their orgasmic afterglow and came down from their erotic euphoria.
"Well," Laura said softly.
Johnny pulled Helen's legs apart and mounted her. She squealed with joy and started bucking under him.
"That's my boy!" Jack said. "Give her a good fucking, son."
"Yeah, pound her pretty ass into the ground, honey!" Laura said.
"Listen to them, honey!" Helen exclaimed. "Ream my cunt good!"
Jack knelt between his daughter's legs and gave his wife a bright smile. Laura pushed Corky up and sat behind her. Corky leaned back with her head between her mother's big tits. She looked up at Laura, her eyes shining with adoration.
"Thank you for the wonderful party, Mama," she said in a soft voice. "This is so much fun." She looked at Jack and grinned. "Daddy, darling, please lick my pussy before you fuck me."
He kissed her pussy, then put her hands in her' crotch. Instantly understanding what he wanted, she pulled the lips of her pussy apart as far as they would go. He stuck the tip of his tongue in the bottom of her slit and dragged it slowly upward until it reached her clit. She trembled all over.
He withdrew his tongue and said, "If you turn loose, I'll stop licking," he said.
"You devil," Laura said softly. Her fingertips caressed the velvety skin on the inside of her daughter's thigh. "He teases me the same way, darling."
Jack grinned and eased two fingers into his daughter's sopping hole. She thrust her cunt at him and groaned. Her clit stood out like a tiny penis. He touched the tip of his tongue to the tumescent spike and her ass did the jitterbug. In spite of his warning, she turned loose her cunt lips and threw her hands behind his head.
Laura came to the rescue. She reached into Corky's crotch and pulled the lips of her pussy open. Jack chuckled and licked his daughter's clit furiously.
Corky squealed and twisted and humped frantically. She acted as if she hadn't had a good orgasm in ages. He licked her clit until her furor passed, then for a moment or two longer. He withdrew his tongue, kissed her pussy tenderly, and looked up at her.
"A hair trigger, just like your mother," he said.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Corky sighed. "Thank you, Daddy. Your tongue felt so good. What I remember before I lost my mind, anyway. Will you do it again later so I can enjoy it longer?"
"Of course, he will, darling," Laura assured her. "You came so quickly, he thinks his tongue is magic. You might not be able to keep it out of your pussy now."
"Who said I want to?" Corky quipped. She lifted her head and looked into her crotch. "Your hands feel good on my pussy. Mama."
Laura slowly released the lips of her daughter's pussy and patted her slit tenderly. "I like to play with your pussy, darling. Besides, someone had to hold it open. Your father said he would stop licking if you turned it loose. His tongue touched your clit, you threw your hands behind his head and I came to the rescue. You didn't want him to stop licking, did you?"
Corky laughed. "You're as devious as Daddy. Kiss me."
The tip of Laura's tongue played lightly over her daughter's lips. Corky moaned deep in her throat and thrust her tongue into her mother's mouth. Their tongues danced back and forth between mouths a few moments before Corky broke the kiss.
"Hmmmmmm," she breathed.
"Ditto," Laura said softly.
"You two act as if you've been lovers for years," Jack said.
"No, just mother and daughter," Corky said merrily. "And we love each other."
"Let me help you take his cock, darling," Laura said. She grabbed her husband's cock and wiggled the head back and forth through her liquefied slit. "Does that feel good?"
"God, yes!" Corky hissed.
"It gets better, darling," Laura said as she stuck her husband's cock knob in her daughter's hole.
"Oh, God! Oh, fuck! Ohhhhhh!" Corky groaned.
Laura held onto her husband's dick as it slid into Corky. "Feels good, doesn't it?" she said. "Is it stretching your little cunny wide?"
"You know it is, Mama!" Corky gasped. "like a fucking telephone pole!"
Laura left her hand between her daughter's cunt and her husband's groin. She kissed him on the lips and said, "How does her cunt feel, darling?"
"Fantastic! As tight as a glove, as slick as oil."
He put his hand behind his wife's head and kissed her passionately. She accepted his tongue and sucked it the way she sucked his cock. She pulled away, turned her head and kissed her daughter. She coaxed Corky's tongue into her mouth and sucked it the same way she sucked Jack's. She pulled away so quickly that she left Corky's tongue hanging out.
"Kiss your father, darling."
Corky threw her arms around Jack's neck and tried to eat him alive. She mashed her big, firm tits into his chest. She ground her lips against his, sucked his tongue, thrust her tongue halfway down his throat, and wiggled her ass energetically.
Laura watched her daughter kiss her father with enough fury to blow a fuse. They looked so beautiful together. She spread her legs and played with her pussy.
Corky broke the kiss and muttered, "Ummmm. Your cock feels so fucking good, Daddy. Thank you for sharing him with me, Mama."
"Oh, darling, you are precious!" Laura said. "Fuck your father good, baby! Get a good cum on his big gorgeous cock. I'll cum with you."
"Sit on her face, Sunshine. Let her eat your pussy while I fuck her."
Laura leaned down and kissed Corky on the mouth. "You look so beautiful with your daddy's big cock up your sweet little cunt, baby," she crooned. She caressed Corky's tits, then straddled her head. Rampant pleasure, unbridled lust, consumed her. She stared between her legs as she lowered her sizzling snatch to her daughter's mouth. She looked at her husband with fire in her eyes. "Oh, darling, this is so fucking exciting!"
She put her head on Jack's shoulder. She reached down to her daughter's tits. She squeezed the massive mounds and pulled at her meaty nipples and ran her hand all over both tits, caressing, fondling, loving them tenderly. "Oh, darling, our daughter is licking my clit," she murmured. "She's a natural clit licker. Her tongue feels so fucking good."
"So does her cunt," he grunted.
Corky moaned and bucked under her father as she licked her mother's clit. Before she realized what was happening, she was cumming! There were no warning ripples preceding the explosion. It was simply there, suddenly, at maximum strength, threatening to tear her apart. She threw her cunt at her daddy and lashed her mother's clit furiously.
Her daughter's climax set Laura off. Her hips bucked and twisted flagrantly.
An orgasmic euphoria enveloped Corky. She came so hard, her asshole clenched. Thunderbolts of marvelously wanton sensations invaded every fiber of her being. She reveled in the additional stimulation of eating her mother's pussy as she came.
Jack grabbed his daughter's hips and slammed his prick into her. Her cunt held his cock like a velvet vise, sucked at it like a deep, rippling mouth filled with juice. Her face mirrored her consummate ecstasy as she climaxed. He had never seen a more stunning sight. Her spastic cunt stimulated him to the edge of endurance. He knew he would add to her pleasure in a few moments.
Corky's climax ebbed, then she felt Jack's prick swell. Suddenly, it exploded and spewed hot sperm into her sex sheath. She kicked her ass into overdrive and came again. She levered her ass up and down rapidly, then added some sideways twists to her motions as her orgasm grew in intensity.
Jack abruptly jerked his cock free. It stuck out over Corky's belly, still squirting. Laura leaned over and a gob of cum hit her in the face before she captured his spouting prick in her mouth. The last of his jism spurted into her mouth and shot down her throat as she sucked forcefully and gobbled hungrily. She sucked eagerly until she could no longer extract the delicious juice from his cock and it began to soften. She lifted her head and licked her lips slowly.
"Ummmmm, delicious," she said. "How did you know that's what I wanted, darling?"
"Do you think I don't know you after all these years?" he laughed.
Laura got off Corky's face and lay down by her. Jack sat down at his daughter's feet, and they watched Johnny finish Helen off.
"Lunch time," Laura said. "We've got to have food if we're going to party all day and all night.
We'd better go inside. The sun is getting pretty hot, and we've got a lot of bare skin exposed. Don't want anyone to get sunburned."
"All day and all night, huh?" Jack said as they trooped into the house. "What about sleep?"
"You can sleep next week, Daddy," Corky laughed.
"Damned if I can!" he exclaimed. "I have to farm during the day, and your mother demands her time at night."
"Don't forget me," Corky said.
"And me!" Helen laughed.
Jack looked at Johnny and grinned ruefully. "We've opened Pandora's Box, son. I'm counting on you for help."
"You've got it," Johnny said. "If we can't keep three women satisfied, no one can."
"Honey, you've got a lot to learn," Laura said. "One woman can out-fuck three men any day of the week. Don't worry, though. We girls will keep each other entertained while you and your father rest."
Helen sat down at the dining table and looked at her tits. "How can I eat with these things sticking out so far?"
"They don't stick out any further naked than they do in a dress," Laura said. "They only appear bigger because they're not covered. Just don't stick your nipples in hot food. That smarts!"
Helen loaded her plate and dug in. "Ummm, good." She grinned and smacked her lips. "I haven't tasted such good food in ages."
"It isn't anything special, darling," Laura said. "Sexual arousal stimulates the taste buds, heightens the flavor of everything."
"Is eating, then fucking like eating, then swimming? You know, you ought to wait an hour?" Helen asked.
"No," Laura replied. "You can get stuffed and mounted without worrying about cramps."
"Good!" Helen said. "My motor is still racing."
"Speaking of stuffing and mounting, I think Daddy and Johnny ought to mount and stuff each of us at the same time," Corky said.
"Marvelous idea," Laura agreed.
"You're asking for a hell of a lot," Jack said.
"Oh, not right in a row, Daddy," Corky said. "We have all weekend. You and Johnny give Mama a double shot first. Helen and I will take care of each other."
"I'll have to take one of you in my mouth," Helen said. "I've never had it up the ass."
"You'll learn," Laura said.
"I'm finished," Johnny said. He looked across the table and grinned. "Ready, Mom?"
"When isn't she ready?" Jack laughed.
"Last one in the bedroom is a rotten egg!" Helen said.
Corky grabbed her daddy's dick and led him down the hall. Laura followed, holding onto her son's cock. They tumbled into the bed in a heap.
Laura pushed Jack onto his back and looked at his cock.
"Oh, you're already hard." She climbed over him and inserted his cock in her juicy love tunnel. "Corky, there's a bottle of lube in my bed table."
Corky squirted lube on Johnny's cock and smeared it around with both hands. "Isn't this exciting?" she giggled as she stroked his cock to full erection. "There, you're ready. Climb on Mama's ass and stuff her."
"I've got to see this," Helen said. She knelt by her sister and pulled the cheeks of her ass apart.
Johnny mounted his mother's ass and stuffed the head of his cock in her asshole. Her sphincter immediately dilated and he slipped right in, as easy as pie.
"I know what Dad's been doing!" he grunted.
Helen released the cheeks of Laura's ass, leaned down and looked at her face. "Are you okay?"
"Wonderful," Laura breathed. "I haven't had two cocks in me at the same time in ages." She wiggled her ass and sighed deeply. "Okay, boys, let's ride."
Corky scooted around to the other side of the bed. She fell on top of Helen and hugged her. "Let's watch a couple of minutes."
Johnny started sliding his cock in and out of his mother's asshole and Jack started fucking her cunt. Laura wiggled and squirmed and sighed and murmured as the sturdy cocks plundered her from both sides. She peaked and popped almost immediately, then settled down and continued to fuck her husband and son simultaneously.
Corky pushed Helen onto her back and climbed over her in reverse. "I can't wait!" she giggled. "We'll get each other off, then watch them again."
Laura glanced at her sister and daughter as they rolled up in a 69 and started eating each other out. She twisted her head around and Johnny kissed her. She gave her husband a bright smile and a kiss.
"Nothing like a family orgy to relieve the boredom," she said with a sexy chuckle.