Although Americans appear to the rest of the world as frank and open people, the truth is often the opposite when it comes to sexual and interpersonal relationships.
The fact is, Americans are only now learning to discuss sex and sexuality with candor, but they are still handicapped by a fear of anything that smacks of being different.
While no one is advocating sex as the main topic of conversation, and while sexual privacy is very important, many adults harbor fears about themselves and their sexual behavior that could be erased if they were more aware of other people's behavior. Most of us have been brought up to be at least slightly ashamed of anything sexual, and it is frequently reassuring to discover that we are not different, naughty, or even perverted in our sexual practices. In discussing sex with others, people find out how truly normal they are.
The characters in HORNY NAUGHTY MOTHER are cases in point. Their story is one of real importance for a xenophobic society that fears and hates those who are different.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Pam Webber stood looking at her husband's empty clothes closet. A few days earlier Vic had simply disappeared, taking most of his belongings, not even leaving a note of explanation. The pretty blonde housewife shook her head in wonder.
Vic had been laid off from his factory job months ago and hadn't been able to find other work. Maybe he'd just grown tired of his responsibilities, tired of the hassle of supporting a wife and three teenage sons on an unemployment check. Whatever the reason, he was gone, and Pam had never felt more lonely in her life.
Maybe Vic had behaved like a louse, walking out like that, but she still loved him and needed him. They'd never been apart before. They'd always made love several times a week. That was what really got Pam down. Frankly, she was horny, and the problem seemed to be getting worse every day. She just didn't know how much longer she could take the frustration of being without a man.
Pam gave a squeak of surprise as strong masculine arms encircled her from behind, pulling her back against a tall hard body. For a moment she thought it was Vic, and she sighed happily and leaned against him, her lust reaching the boiling point. She waited for him to whirl her around and kiss her hungrily.
"Hey, Mom, everything's gonna be all right." It was her oldest son, Andy.
She sighed again and patted his hand. "Thanks, honey," she said. "Yes, I'm sure we'll survive, but I do miss your father."
Andy gave her a squeeze. "Don't waste your energy thinking about him," he said bitterly. "He just walked out on us without a word, right? So forget him and get on with your life."
Pam was only half listening to what the boy had to say. She was very conscious of being pressed tightly against his body, and she could even feel the bulge of his fly against her ass. She was having helpless visions of a big hard cock, thinking how great it would feel to take one into her fever-hot cunt just now.
She wriggled out of her son's embrace. She had to be pretty hard up to be having thoughts like that when her own kid hugged her. "I'd better go start dinner," she said.
"I'll help," Andy said, trotting after her.
He was such a good-looking kid, Pam thought, just like his father. All three of her sons were handsome, obedient, and good-natured. She ought to be very glad that she still had them. Together, with her and the boys all getting part-time jobs, they'd survive. They could make it without Vic, she thought defiantly.
Yet all evening her mind was on Vic, and her lust for him was building. It was driving her crazy to be without his love-making. She couldn't even concentrate on the TV programs she and the boys usually watched, and she finally excused herself and went to her bedroom early.
She knew what she had to do. She'd never masturbated before in her life, but she just had to do it tonight. She couldn't endure her aching lust a moment longer. Why, she'd even had sexy thoughts about Andy this afternoon! That was sick. She'd just satisfy herself with her own fingers so she could think straight again.
Pam took off all her clothes and looked at herself in the full-length mirror on the back of the door. She'd been wondering if Vic had left because he was tired of her, but her reflection showed a woman who was far from boring. Even in her mid-thirties, her body was sleek and firm and shapely. She knew she still turned men on. In fact every time she went shopping somebody made a pass at her.
Pam was tall, with a graceful slim body and quite large thrusting tits. Her hair was long and a natural honey-blonde, in contrast to the little dark triangle of her bush. Right now her nipples were stiff and swollen with lust, her large blue eyes hot and horny. She looked just like she felt-starved for sex.
Well, it was time to do something about it. Although she'd never played with herself before, she figured she'd get the hang of it fast. Her need was urgent. She walked over to the king-size bed she'd shared with Vic for twenty years. It seemed vast and empty now. She stretched out on her back and slipped a hand between her thighs.
The flesh of her pussy was wet, swollen, and scorching. Her moist, light and feathery touch felt great down there. She rubbed herself, seeking out the most sensitive places, and soon she'd zeroed in on the most responsive spot of all, the pea-size nub of her clitoris. She teased it with a twirling fingertip and felt hot excitement.
"Mmmmmm, yesssss," she breathed, creaming all over her circling finger.
She made her index finger stiff and began to jerk it up and down over her wildly throbbing joy button. That felt really great. Her cuntal juices came in hot helpless spurts as she rubbed herself. She could feel the molten liquid overflowing her pussy and trickling down the crack of her ass.
"Unnnnhhhh, God, yessss," she moaned.
Relief was on the way. No question about it, she could get herself off easily and powerfully with just one stiffly jerking finger. She only wished she'd tried masturbating days ago! She closed her eyes and shut out all other sensations as she rubbed her swollen clit and gave herself blast after blast of pleasure.
The moment she closed her eyes, the images began. She was unable to stop them. Maybe it wasn't possible for her to masturbate without mental pictures, fantasies, sexy memories. Whatever the reason, as she played with herself she was transported back in time, a teenager again, as restlessly horny as only a teenage girl can be.
She was recalling her first meeting with Vic, and she remembered vividly how sexy he looked, how powerfully he'd aroused her. She'd just started high school, he was in his twenties, an "older man." She was walking home from school one day, and she noticed this new guy working with the city road crew. He was really a hunk.
Six feet tall, broad powerful shoulders, jet-black hair, hypnotic dark blue eyes-everything about him turned teenage Pam on like crazy. The feeling was mutual, too. He dropped his shovel and strolled over to her, his eyes flicking up and down her slim big-titted body. Pam had creamed right through her panties, the first time that had ever happened to her.
"I'd like to take you to the movies," he said. "How about tonight?"
"Sure," Pam said, "I'll meet you right here at seven."
She had to say that, because her parents didn't even let her date yet. They thought she was too immature, that she wouldn't know how to handle herself around a boy who came on to her. And they were right, because that was the night Pam lost her cherry.
He was waiting for her at seven, and they finally got around to introducing themselves as they drove to the drive-in. Pam would never remember what movie they saw, and she suspected Vic didn't recall, either. The minute the film started, he slipped his arm around her shoulder and pulled her over for a kiss. After that she forgot everything else.
It was Pam's first kiss. She thought maybe they'd just touch lips gently, but then his tongue was sliding into her mouth, hot and slippery, and her belly did lusty flip-flops. While his tongue probed and explored, she whimpered and moaned with excitement, creaming uncontrollably. She felt her tits swelling up with arousal, the nipples going stiff and poking against Vic's chest.
He felt them, and he gave a lusty growl. Then his hands were on her tits, squeezing them hungrily through her clothes. Pam got even more excited, her large ripe breasts throbbing as he squeezed and molded them. She'd had no idea that making out was so much fun!
"Mmmmm, uuummmm," she moaned.
Vic finally broke the kiss and let them come up for air. His eyes were hot and excited. He started rolling up her t-shirt, and Pam didn't stop him. She knew instinctively that they were doing things that would horrify her parents, but she didn't care. She loved his touch. She wanted him to go on doing exciting things to her.
Up went the t-shirt, over the fully packed cups of her delicate lacy bra. He reached around and unhooked the bra and pushed it up out of the way, freeing her naked tits. They retained the same shape as in the bra, firm and thrusting and high. He growled with arousal.
"You don't even need that bra," he chuckled. "Your tits are terrific."
"My mom wouldn't let me out of the house without a bra," Pam said.
"Yeah, well, she isn't here right now," he said, "so let's just leave the bra off."
He slid his hands onto her naked tits, and Pam moaned and creamed a huge hot flood that soaked through her jeans. He gently but firmly molded her silky-skinned breasts, and he stimulated her lust-stiffened nipples with his thumbs. Everything the guy did to her drove her wild. The physical attraction between them was electric.
Pam slumped back against the seat and let Vic play with her tits. She knew then and there that she wasn't going to refuse him a thing tonight. She just couldn't. She loved everything he did to her, and she wanted more. Now he dipped his head down, and she sobbed with excitement as he sucked her swollen nipples.
"Ooooo, Vic, that's so exciting," she gurgled.
He sucked one nipple, then the other, coating them with his hot spit, leaving them throbbing and gleaming. Pam glanced down and, in the flickering light of the movie screen, she saw that the fly of his jeans was protruding with a big hard lump. Curious, she reached down and touched it.
Vic shivered hard. "Don't," he rasped, "you'll make me come. Listen, to hell with the movie. Why don't we go someplace private?"
"Okay," Pam agreed.
Vic drove out to the lake and parked in a remote spot hidden by trees. It was a favorite necking place for the high school crowd, but it was Pam's first time there. As he searched for just the right place, she was frantically going through everything she knew about sex, which wasn't much.
She figured they were going to go all the way, and she was eager and ready for it, but she wasn't sure just what was involved. Vic would put his cock in her cunt, she knew that much, but she'd never seen a cock before and wasn't really sure what they looked like. All she knew for certain was that she wouldn't be going home a virgin.
Vic parked, cut the engine, and grabbed for Pam. This time he took her t-shirt and bra completely off. In the bright moonlight he played with her gorgeous big tits, licking and sucking her long rigid nipples, driving her wild with excitement. She'd always remember that he didn't hurry. He took his time, fully arousing her, preparing her for the main event.
"You're different," he said, molding her tits in his big hot hands. "You've never been on a date before, have you?"
"No," Pam shyly admitted.
"And you're a virgin?" he asked.
She nodded, and his eyes burned with excitement. He knew he was going to be the first guy to fuck her. But still he didn't rush. He slid his hands down from her swollen tits and un-snapped and unzipped her jeans. Pam let him tug them off along with her sneakers and socks, leaving her in just her tiny bikini panties. He reached for the panties, but she grabbed his hands and stopped him, an impish gleam in her eyes.
"No fair, Vic," she grinned. "You gotta take off your clothes, too."
"Okay," he laughed, "I guess that's only fair."
He wasn't at all bashful about stripping in front of her, but he had no reason to be. He was fantastically built, hard-muscled with a broad hair-thatched chest. Pam was bursting with curiosity as he peeled his jockey shorts down over that huge lump at his crotch. He uncovered his stiff cock, and her eyes got enormous.
"Oh, wow," she breathed, "it's so big."
"It's not gonna hurt you, though," he said, taking her hand and setting it on the big hot slab of meat. "Go ahead, make friends with it."
Pam petted his cock. His prick was stiff as steel, taut, smooth. It throbbed and pushed against her fingers. It seemed like a giant's cock to her, eight inches long and as thick as her wrist. She couldn't imagine how she could take that thing into her tiny untried cunt. Yet she wanted to.
While she petted his prick, he took off her panties and stared hungrily at her wispy teenage bush. Then he gently eased her thighs open and slid his hand between them. He began to stroke and stimulate her hot creamy slit, and she gurgled with pleasure. Everything he did to her felt so great, she creamed right into his hand. Her pussy swelled up even more, growing searing-hot and soaked.
"Unnnhhh, Vic, I love that," she gurgled.
"Lean back and open your legs wider," he said, "and I'll make it feel even better."
Pam quickly did as he suggested, spreading her thighs and showing him the gleaming pink flesh of her pussy and its delicate fringe of dark curls. She noticed thick cream bubbling up in the dark cleft of his cock as he studied her naked gash. Then he made his middle finger stiff and began to ease it ever so slowly into her virgin cunt.
"Oooooooo," she squealed delightedly. .
She'd never had anything inside her cunt before. She couldn't believe how exciting it felt to have something long and stiff slowly but steadily cramming her horny little cunt. She soaked his advancing finger again and again with searing jets of cream.
"Unnnnhhhh, Vic, it feels so good," she whimpered, "keep doing it, don't stop."
Grinning lustily, Vic glided his finger as deep as he could get it in her virgin box. He must have known then that she hadn't lied to him, that she really was a virgin. He began to finger-fuck her, jerking his finger stiffly up and down in the incredibly tight but juicy tunnel, and Pam sobbed with pleasure. The pretend-fucking with his rigid finger felt fantastically good.
"Yes, yes, do it to meeee!" she squealed.
Her head lolled back, and she closed her eyes, losing herself in the hot pleasure he was giving her with his rigidly pumping finger. She could feel the molten cream overflowing her twat and flooding down her ass crack. She could feel the pleasure building in her pussy till she could hardly stand it. Then all of a sudden her whole body seemed to explode with it.
"Unnnhhhhhhh, shit, whaahhhhhhh!" she wailed.
Vic gurgled with horniness as her tiny virgin cunt went into orgasmic spasm around his deep-thrust finger. The delicious convulsions shook her for almost a minute. Then she opened her eyes and stared at him wonderingly.
"Vic, what happened to me just then?" she asked.
"You came, baby," he leered, "you had an orgasm. Did you like it."
"Oh, yeah, I loved it," Pam cried.
"I'D give you another one," he said, "only with my cock this time, okay?"
Pam nodded, a little scared but not hesitating. She could never refuse this man. He eased her down on her back and spread her legs wide, then let himself down on her, the coarse hairs of his chest enveloping her lust-engorged nipples. He pressed the hugely swollen head of his prick to her virgin cuntal opening and began pushing into her.
"Ohhhhhhh, my gosh," Pam gasped.
"Easy," Vic crooned, "it's gonna be good, baby, real good."
He wasn't kidding. Pam's tiny cunt was creamy and ready for him, and in spite of the tight fit, she loved feeling his cock inside her, cramming her full, throbbing against every inch of her gripping twat. He slipped his hands under her ass, gripped, and began to fuck her in slow, deep, sensuous strokes.
"Unnnggghhh, yessss," she gurgled, "I love it."
"I kinda figured you would," he chuckled.
His cock felt huge inside her, yet her greedy box expanded like elastic to take it, and her steady creaming made the way slippery and easy. She clung to him, clawing his broad shoulders, whimpering with delight as his iron-hard prick sawed up and down in her smoking little fuck hole.
"Yes, yes, do it to me," she moaned, "fuck me forever, Vic, don't ever stop."
Gradually he fucked her faster, harder, as he sensed she was ready for it. Pretty soon they were going at each other like rutting animals, panting and .snarling. The car began to creak and vibrate, and their naked bodies slapped loudly together. Vic's stiff shaft was rubbing up and down Pam's clit, giving her fantastic sensations, bringing her irresistibly to the brink of another delicious orgasm.
"Vic," she whimpered, "I'm gonna come."
"Yes, baby, let's come together," he growled.
He fucked into her with everything he had, all his speed and strength, and the red-hot friction brought her off. She screamed in ecstasy, and her cunt went into violent spasm, squeezing and sucking at his swollen cock. She felt the boiling flood of his jism against her womb.
"Ohhhhhh, Vic, fuck, I'm coming!" she sobbed.
"Take my come, baby, awwwwwww!" he roared.
It had been a delicious first fuck for Pam, and it had hooked her on fucking forever. But the night was important in other ways, too. They didn't know it then, but that was the night she got pregnant with Andy. They were married a few months after their first meeting; and Pam had never regretted it. She loved Vic, and even after twenty years of marriage he still drove her wild in bed.
But tonight, when she needed his love-making so desperately, he wasn't here. Pam was almost sobbing with longing for him as she rubbed her stiff finger over her clit. Masturbating was great fun, as she was quickly discovering, but it was still no substitute for a good fuck. Nothing could replace that, just as nothing could replace Vic's iron-hard monster of a cock. She would have given anything to feel it inside her just now.
But she'd have to make do with her own fingers. Craving her husband's cock, she shoved her stiff middle finger into her cunt and began finger-fucking herself with it. There was no comparison. It was skinny and tiny compared to Vic's massive boner. She stuck in another finger. That was more like it, but still not what she craved.
"Ohhhhh, damn you, Vic, where are you when I really need you?" she moaned.
Pam crammed a third finger into her frantically horny pussy. Now she felt something more to her liking. Those three tightly bunched fingers felt like an actual cock in her fever-hot little box. She began pistoning them swiftly in and out of herself, giving herself hot blasts of pleasure.
"Yesssss," she sobbed, "ohhhhh, God, yesssss."
She closed her eyes and pretended Vic was fucking her. She slammed her bunched fingers frantically up and down in her cream-spurting cunt, doing it faster and harder by the second. She had to get off or go crazy. Her lust was driving her mad. She plunged her fingers as deep as she could get them in her molten throbbing pussy hole.
At last the delicious explosion came. "Unnnnhhhh, fuck, unnnnhhhh, I'm coming!" she wailed.
She rolled around on the huge lonely bed, frantically working the fingers in her spurting cunt as she came. The release was long overdue. She'd been horny for days. Yet as her spasms finally died away and she drew her cream-soaked fingers from her cunt, she knew she still wasn't satisfied.
There just wasn't any substitute for a man. There wasn't any substitute for Vic and his powerful big body and his massive steel-hard cock. She needed him, and he was gone. She knew she was going to have to face that problem, and soon. She couldn't live with her burning lust.
Another man? She'd never been unfaithful to Vic, and she hated the idea. But didn't she have the right to take another lover, now that her man had walked out on her? Pam pondered this heavy question as she fell asleep.
CHAPTER TWO
From the moment she woke the next morning, Pam was busy. First she had to get breakfast for herself and her three sons, then pack lunches for the boys to take to work. It was summer vacation, and all three boys had found jobs.
The two younger boys, Larry and Bobby, left early, but Andy's hours didn't begin till almost noon. He helped Pam clean up the breakfast things, then went to take a shower and spiffy up for his job. Pam dreaded being left alone in the house. She knew her thoughts would focus on Vic and how much she missed him.
Carrying a basket of laundry down the hall, she passed the bathroom door and didn't hear the shower running. Usually Andy took the longest showers in history, something his brothers complained loudly about, but now there was silence. Or almost. Pam could hear what sounded like heavy breathing on the other side of the door.
Was Andy all right? She didn't want to embarrass him by bursting in there when he was undressed, so she set down the laundry basket, knelt, and looked through the keyhole. What she saw made her turn red as a beet.
Andy wasn't taking a shower. He was jacking off.
He was standing naked in front of the toilet, his fist sliding swiftly up and down his erect cock. His face was contorted in a lusty grimace, and he was panting as he worked himself toward climax. Pam knew she shouldn't be watching him, but for some reason she just couldn't tear herself away from that keyhole. She felt sudden heat in her pussy.
She hadn't seen any of the boys naked since before they were teenagers. Andy obviously wasn't a little kid any more. He was almost as tall as his father, and his body was man-shaped, with broadening shoulders, trim hips and ass, well-muscled arms and legs. He was a hunk, just like his old man. Pam couldn't help thinking what a terrific body he had.
His cock was man-size, too. Not quite as big as Vic's, but getting there, plenty big enough to satisfy a grown woman. Pam stared hungrily at that board-stiff slab of meat as he pumped it. Thick cream was dripping from his piss hole. His cock must be throbbing violently, almost bursting with sensation. His face was getting more and more flushed as he approached climax.
Helplessly Pam imagined how terrific it would feel to take his rigid, ready cock into her starved cunt. She creamed furiously at the thought, the molten liquid soaking through her panties. She needed a stiff cock so bad. There was one only a few feet away. It was torture for the love-starved housewife to look at it, yet she felt hypnotized with lusty fascination. She kept on creaming heavily as she watched the boy beating off.
"Unnnhhh, shit, yessss," he groaned.
Pam felt herself getting rapidly horny. All morning she'd struggled to keep her mind off sex, but now all her efforts were shot to hell. Her pussy swelled, heated, creamed. She was almost writhing with need. As Andy masturbated, she shared his hot excitement, his urgent lust. Yes, she knew just exactly how he felt.
"Ohhhhh, Christ, awwwwwww!" he gasped.
He began jetting his load into the toilet. Almost moaning with lust, Pam leaned against the door-which suddenly opened! Apparently Andy hadn't quite latched it, and she went tumbling into the room, sprawling on the floor, just as he was groaning and shooting the last drops of come.
"Oh, noooo," she moaned.
"Mom!" Andy gasped, his dripping cock still in his fist.
"Oh, honey, I'm so sorry," Pam cried, blushing furiously. "I, uh, tripped when I was carrying the laundry basket. I guess the door wasn't quite shut."
"Let me help you up," Andy said. "Are you hurt?"
"N-No, I don't think so," Pam said shakily.
Gently Andy helped her to her feet and slipped his arm protectively around her waist. She was very, very conscious of the fact that he was naked.
"I better help you to your room," he said. "You seem shook up."
She was shook up, all right, but not for the reason he thought. She'd just watched her own son jack off and had gotten wildly turned on by the experience. She couldn't believe how kinky, how outrageous that was. She really had to get hold of herself. She couldn't go on lusting for her own kid.
"Thanks, honey," she said as Andy escorted her to the master bedroom and helped her sit down on the edge of the bed. "I'm okay now."
"I'm not too sure about that," Andy said, sitting down beside her and putting his arm around her shoulder. "You really haven't been okay since dad left. I'm worried about you."
Pam shared his concern. Her lust was getting to be pretty serious. And Andy's closeness wasn't helping things, either. He was male, attractive, naked, and she was fighting the insane urge to pull him down on the bed and make love to him. Her cunt felt like it was on fire, and her panties were soaked with her uncontrollably seeping juices.
"I'm really concerned about you, Mom," Andy repeated, kissing her cheek.
What Pam didn't know was that he felt more than concern. Andy had always thought his mother was gorgeous and sexy, and right now he just couldn't keep his hands off her. He wondered if she'd been spying on him while he jacked off. He wondered if it had turned her on. Just thinking about these things made his tireless adolescent cock start to stiffen again.
Pam sighed and nestled against him while he kissed her hair and her cheeks. He was looking right down the low-cut neckline of her shirt, ogling her deep ripe cleavage. He could see the fully-packed cups of her bra. He couldn't help thinking how exciting it would be to make out with a mature beautiful woman like his mother.
Andy had made out with quite a few girls since he'd started dating a couple of years earlier. He'd even gone all the way with one of them. But they seemed so immature compared to his mom. He preferred her grownup curves and big thrusting tits. He just wished he could take off all her clothes and explore her fantastic body.
Pam would have fainted if she'd known her eldest boy was thinking all these things. The naughty thoughts in her own mind were bad enough. As she leaned against Andy, letting him comfort her, it was all she could do not to sneak glances at his naked cock. She remembered how thick and rigid it had been when she watched him jacking off.
Stop it, you nut, she sternly told herself, he's your own son!
But she could lecture herself all day, and it wouldn't have any effect on the nagging lust she felt. She had to get away from this handsome naked young man who just happened to be her son. She'd throw herself into a round of hard housework, and maybe that would take her mind off sex. Gently she wriggled out of Andy's embrace and started to get up.
That was when she noticed his cock. She glanced at it accidentally, at least she thought she did-and it was rising. Fascinated, she watched his prick stiffen and swell, poking out obscenely. She creamed furiously, a big molten rush of juice. Was it possible that Andy was getting a cock stand for her, his mother?
Andy noticed her staring at his swelling cock. Was she excited or horrified? He could get into trouble, but there was only one way to find out. He took her hand and set it on his prick. She shivered violently and gave a little moan as her fingers contacted the hot, taut flesh.
"Oh, my God," she murmured.
His father had done the exact same thing to her almost twenty years ago, on that fateful first date. Vic had set her hand on his stiff prick and told her to make friends with it, which she very quickly did. Even now she felt like his cock was one of the best friends she had. But it was her son's prick she was touching, not her husband's.
Andy was still holding her hand in place on his throbbing boner, and now he squeezed it, easing her fingers around the engorged shaft. Pam whimpered, half in protest and half in longing. Her lust took over, and she began to pump the boy's cock, moving her fist slowly and sensuously up and down the smooth hard pole of flesh.
"Oh, yeah, Mom, that feels great," Andy sighed.
He let go of her hand, and she went on pumping his cock. She knew what an incredibly wicked thing she was doing, yet she couldn't bring herself to quit. She needed a man so badly, needed to make love. She moved her hot fist faster, more firmly, along his pulsating prick. She loved touching his cock. It reminded her of Vic's big boner.
With sudden anger, she thought about Vic. It was his fault that she was doing this. If he hadn't walked out on her, leaving her desperately horny and lonely, she wouldn't be coming on to their own son. But Andy was the only man she had now, and she couldn't resist him. He obviously wanted her to play with his cock. Was that so awful?
They were only touching each other, Pam rationalized as she pumped his dick and he reached for her shirt. He rolled the v-neck jersey up out of the way and stared at her nearly bursting bra cups. Pam knew she should tell him to stop, but she said nothing as he reached out and cupped her big swollen breasts. Even through her bra she could feel the heat of his hands.
Andy was breathing harshly as he fondled his mom's tits, the biggest pair he'd ever had his hands on. But they weren't just big, they were shapely, as gorgeous as the tits on any centerfold. As he squeezed and molded the hot melons, he felt her nipples stiffening, poking out hard under the silky bra. His cock gave a lusty leap in her pumping fist.
As her son's cock lurched in her fingers, Pam creamed through her jeans. Her need for a stiff cock was indescribable. All she could think of was how great the boy's rock-hard boner would feel in her famished box. Now hot cream was leaking from his piss hole, soaking her fingers, making her pumping slick and swift. She was close to jacking off her own kid.
Andy was fumbling with the catch of her bra, pushing it up out of the way to expose her gorgeous naked tits and big swollen nipples. Again his cock jumped wildly in her hand. Groaning with lust and excitement, he dipped his head down and began kissing and sucking her lust-engorged nipples. Pam whimpered and creamed helplessly.
His hot wet lips closed around her left nipple and tugged it into the steam heat of his mouth. Excitement shot through her like an electric current. She pumped his cock faster in her hot excitement, and he shivered lustily and soaked her fingers with more sticky cream. They were both getting carried away with horniness, Pam realized, and it was almost too late to turn back. But she knew she had to make the effort.
"Andy, honey, that's enough," she gasped. "You know we really shouldn't be doing this."
She let go of his cock like it was a hot potato and tried once more to wriggle out of his embrace. But Andy wasn't having it. He grabbed her and wrestled her down on the bed, half covering her with his hard-muscled body. Pam tried to push him off, but it was no use. He was much stronger than she was.
"Mom, what's wrong with what we're doing?" he demanded. "We're just making each other feel good. I don't see what's wrong with that."
"Honey, it's wrong for relatives to make out," Pam explained. "It's called incest, and it's against the law."
Andy had never heard the word before, and he wasn't at all impressed. "The law doesn't have to know about it," he said. "And if nobody knows about it but us, who's it hurting? Come on, Mom, we were just starting to have fun."
Pam groaned. Obviously she couldn't make the horny kid understand anything. He was thinking with his balls, not his brain. In fact until his lust had been satisfied, he wouldn't listen to reason. Maybe the best thing to do was get him off quickly, and then they could talk. She could make it clear to him why it was wrong for a mother and son to be lovers.
He was pulling off her shirt and bra, and she didn't try to stop him. She'd given up fighting him, because there was just no stopping him. She allowed him to strip her to the waist. His hot eager hands closed over her tits again, and he panted as he molded the silky melons. He leaned down and sucked in her left nipple, taking up where he'd left off before their struggle.
Pam gave a little sob and closed her eyes. If it was going to happen, she might as well enjoy it. She pretended it was Vic sucking her tits, moving his greedy hot mouth from one nipple to the other. She was soon writhing with horniness. Automatically she reached down and fisted his cock and started pumping it, as she always did with his father.
"Oh, yeah, Mom, keep doing that," he begged hoarsely.
Pam reddened. For a second there she'd thought she was with her husband. But she kept on pumping Andy's cock, knowing she wouldn't be able to reason with him till he got his rocks off. She tightened her grip on his throbbing boner and really went to town, pumping fast and eagerly.
"Unnnhhhh, shit, yeah," he moaned.
He fumbled with the zipper of her jeans. Pam knew she should stop him, but she was busy, and she didn't think she could prevent him anyhow. He got her jeans open and shoved a hand down inside her panties, hungrily exploring her hot wet pussy. Pam shivered with pleasure as his fingers caressed the swollen flesh of her gash.
Andy was practically coming in her hand as he explored the mysterious region between her legs. He felt the thick soft fur of her bush, the slick hot flesh of her pussy. Quickly he searched out the little hole at the very center, her cunt. He eased his middle finger inside, and Pam sobbed with pleasure and soaked his finger with molten cream.
Andy didn't have much experience with love-making, with only one fuck to his credit, but that sudden burst of scorching cream suggested that his pretty blonde mom liked what he was doing to her. He began pumping his stiff finger up and down like a cock, and she moaned and creamed again. Now he was positive she was getting off on it.
And he was right. Pam had been dying for something hard in her cunt, and her son's stiffly pumping finger was driving her wild. She couldn't bring herself to protest. She just moaned and gurgled and creamed helplessly as he finger-fucked her, and her hot little fist jerked even faster up and down the rigid length of his throbbing cock.
"Ohhhhhh, ohhhhhh, God," she moaned.
They were going at each other ravenously now, carried away by their hot need, not caring about anything else. Pam sobbed in ecstasy as Andy's finger reamed and crammed her hot little box and gave her blast after blast of sweet sensation. She pumped his prick faster and faster, and it throbbed so violently, she knew it was on the point of explosion. Andy was groaning steadily, hoarsely, as his pretty mom jacked him off.
"Unnnnhhhh, shit, Mom, I'm gonna come," he moaned.
"Yes, baby, do it," Pam panted.
The sooner she got him off, the sooner he might listen to reason. He was a teenager, and that meant a one-track mind, especially when he was horny. All he could think about right now was getting his rocks off. So Pam sent him on his way, pumping his prick with lightning speed, and a few seconds later she got results.
"Unnnnhhhh, fuck, aaaaaggghhhh!" Andy yelled.
He jetted his steaming load upward, against her naked tits. Pam creamed hugely all over his pumping finger as that hot load soaked her. With her free hand she rubbed the sticky cream into her swollen tits. Now she was guilty of the same thing she'd accused Andy of. All she could think about was getting off. She had to have a climax before she could think straight.
"Ohhhhh, honey, don't stop," she moaned.
Andy looked down at her as he finished coming. Her lovely face was flushed and twisted into a lusty grimace, her eyes tightly closed. She was obviously aching to come. He finger-fucked her fast and deep, and she wailed with delight. He kept up that steady stimulation with one hand, using the other to tug down her jeans and panties. He wanted to see all of her.
Pam felt him stripping her, but she couldn't fight it. All her energy was bound up in reaching a climax. She had to come or go crazy with frustration. The cool air of the room bathed her belly and her pussy, but she kept her eyes closed and went on sailing towards orgasm as her son jerked his rigid middle finger in her cream-soaked cunt.
"Unnnnhhhh, honey, just a little more," she sobbed. "I'm almost there."
"I'll do it as long as you need it, Mom," Andy said adoringly.
She didn't need it much longer. About half a minute of his swift stiff finger-fucking, and she felt the delicious explosion in the depths of her twat. It radiated out to consume her whole body, burning and shaking her. She soaked the boy's hand with a scorching deluge of come-juice.
"Ohhhhhh, god, yessssss, I'm coming!" she screamed.
Andy watched the molten pearly cream spurting out around his pumping finger. He watched his mom's gorgeous ripe body writhing and bucking as she came, her big tits wobbling crazily. He watched her lust-contorted face and relished the idea that he was giving her the ultimate pleasure with his jerking finger. His cock went stiff as a board, and his balls swelled up with another steaming load of jism.
That was the first thing Pam saw as she came down from her body-wracking climax. She opened her eyes and saw her son's cock, as rigid and engorged as before. It bulged with thick blue veins, and hot cream bubbled out of his piss hole. Getting her off had aroused him again, and she was going to have to get him off a second time before they could talk rationally.
But she was hungry for cock, and it was no chore. Rolling off the impalement of his finger, she went to her knees beside him, bent down low, and began to lick his stiff-standing cock. Andy gave a delighted yelp. His lust quickly reached the boiling point as he watched his beautiful blonde mother running her gleaming pink tongue up and down his rigid cock.
He groaned with excitement as she lapped up all his hot cream and gobbled it down. She cleaned his swollen purple cock head of all that juice, then used the pointed tip of her tongue to ream out his piss hole. He could tell she had a real hunger for prick juice.
"Mrammmm, mmmmmm," she moaned.
Fisting the base of his lustily lurching cock, holding it steady, she opened her lips wide and brought them down around the fat shaft. Andy yelped and almost flew off the bed. For the first time in his life, he felt his dick entering the velvety heat of a woman's mouth-and the woman just happened to be his sexy mother. She firmed her lips around his cock, drew in her cheeks, and started sucking him off.
"Awwwwww, Christ, yeah," Andy groaned.
He closed his eyes and blissed out. This was better than even his most wild and kinky jack-off fantasy. He never dreamed he'd be lucky enough to get a blow-job from his own mother. But she was sucking away loudly and greedily, suctioning the hot cream out of his piss hole and gobbling it.
Pam was drooling all over her son's cock as she sucked it. She was famished for the taste of cock, for the sensation of an engorged prick throbbing on her tongue. She had Vic to thank for this, too. If he'd been there, she wouldn't be going down on their kid. But even her guilty thoughts couldn't make her stop.
She pumped the base of his prick faster and faster, keeping pace with her increasingly hungry sucking. Andy's face was all contorted with lust and deeply flushed, and he was digging his nails into the bedspread as she sucked him to the brink of climax. She could tell from his hoarse yelps and groans that he loved what she was doing to him. Then she felt the first hot sting of jizz against the back of her throat.
"Unnnhhhh, fuck, unnnhhhh, I'm coming!" he yelled.
"Mmmmmm, uuummmmm!" Pam moaned as she gulped his thick steaming load.
She savored his delicious salty come, sucking out every last drop of it. His prick finally slipped from her mouth, and she licked her lips. Reluctantly she prepared to lecture the boy about the evils of incest, to make it clear to him that they would not repeat this experience. Andy was clear-headed now, his lust finally satisfied.
But Andy glanced at the bedside clock and yelped, "Oh, shit, I'm gonna be late for work!"
He was gone, stumbling into his clothes as he raced from the house. Pam's little lecture would have to wait.
CHAPTER THREE
Pam was left alone with her thoughts till the boys returned for dinner. Now she had two disturbing things to think about, Vic's sudden disappearance and the scandalous things she'd done with her eldest son.
She told herself it all came back to Vic. She was used to getting laid whenever she needed it. She'd been well taken care of in bed for almost twenty years. Then all of a sudden, no man, no sex. Was it any wonder she was going wild with need? All that was Vic's fault. But was it his fault that she'd come close to committing incest?
That was a tougher question. She needed some loving, needed it desperately, but did she really have to turn to her own son? All she knew was, once she and Andy had started necking, she couldn't stop. She'd gone out of control. But at least she hadn't fucked him. She decided it wasn't truly incest if they hadn't gone all the way.
Pam tried to ease her guilt with those thoughts as the long day dragged on. To her relief, Andy acted perfectly normal at dinner, not making any remarks or giving her any significant looks. She didn't want to be reminded of her outrageous conduct that morning. She tried to act normal, too, chatting gaily during dinner, spending the evening watching TV with her sons.
She went to bed at her usual time, and as always she read a magazine to help her relax and get drowsy. She was just about to put the magazine down and turn off the light when she heard the doorknob turning. She watched, stunned, as Andy silently opened the door and entered the room, then locked the door behind him.
"Andy," she said sternly, "what on earth are you doing? It's way past your bedtime." He faced her, his nostrils flaring with arousal.
"I'm not a little kid any more, Mom," he told her hoarsely, "and I'll set my own bedtime. Besides, I'm so horny, I couldn't sleep. That's why I'm here."
Pam reddened deeply, noticing now that the fly of his pajamas was obscenely tented. He wasn't wearing the tops, just the drawstring pants, and now he pulled the string and let the pants drop. He stood there naked, his cock hugging his flat belly. His prick was taut, engorged, and drooling.
As usual, Pam had been trying to keep her mind off sex, but the sight of her son's handsome hard cock destroyed all her efforts. She was instantly horny again, achingly horny. Her pussy swelled up fast, her cream spurted out, soaking her inner thighs. Between her legs she felt hot as fire.
She knew she was very close to losing her self-control and that she had to get the boy away from her, fast, before it was too late. This morning she hadn't been able to resist his touch, and there was no telling what she'd do if the naked kid climbed into her bed with a hard-on.
"Andy," she said, "I'm not going to make out with you. I told you this morning, it's incest, and it's wrong. I want you to go back to your room immediately."
She saw that her little speech hadn't had any effect at all. But then, he was horny again, and he wasn't listening. He could only think about satisfying his hot desire. He started toward her now, his prick so stiff that it didn't even quiver as he moved. Pam thought helplessly how much she needed a big hard cock in her famished little cunt.
"Andy, I told you to leave," she said desperately. "That's an order."
"It's bullshit, Mom," he said hoarsely. "I know you wanted it this morning, and I bet you want it now. I know I sure as hell do."
He whipped back the covers. Pam was wearing a see-through black lace negligee, a very sexy gown. All her night clothes were sexy, because Vic liked them that way, and Vic had picked them out. She could have kicked him now. Andy took one look at her curvy body in that enticing gown and went wild.
"Oh, wow, Mom, you look so beautiful," he cried. a
He climbed onto the bed and grabbed for her. Pam was about to yell for help, then thought better of it. If her other two sons came running in her and found Andy naked in bed with her, with a stiff cock, they might get ideas, too. She couldn't expose them to that. She already had her hands full with Andy.
He threw himself onto her, knocking the breath out of her, and while she was gasping, he tugged her negligee off, leaving her totally naked. He ran his hands over her hot sleek body, and his cock gave a lusty lurch and drooled more thick cream. Pam suddenly realized that he meant to fuck her, that he wouldn't be content with anything less.
Still she had to try. "Okay, honey," she said quickly, "if you're too horny to sleep, I'll jack you off."
"That's not good enough, Mom," he growled.
"I'll suck your cock, then," she said desperately.
"No deal," Andy said, staring hungrily at the dark triangle of her bush.
"Andy, I am not going to fuck you," she said sternly. "It's wrong for a mother and son to do that. It's-"
She didn't get any farther. With a lusty growl he flattened himself against her and started forcing her legs apart with his knees. It hurt, and Pam instinctively yielded, letting him sink down between her hot silky thighs. He moaned excitedly and cupped her ass, holding her in place. Then he started hammering his eager stiff cock against the slippery flesh of her pussy. Her own son was trying desperately to get his cock into her.
"Ohhhhh, honey, noooo," she moaned. But nothing was going to stop Andy. All day at work he'd been thinking of his sexy mom and how badly he wanted to fuck her. He knew she was against it, and he'd tried to dismiss the idea from his mind, but at last his horniness got the better of him and he'd come to her room determined to go all the way with her. He sure as hell wasn't going to quit when he was so close to his goal.
His cock kept slipping and missing the mark, but finally he got lucky. He gave a strong forward thrust and lodged about two inches of his stiff prick in the juicy little opening of his mom's twat. He yelped with delight and started cramming his cock the rest of the way into her.
"Awwwww, fuck, yeah, awwwww," he groaned.
Pam's head lolled back, and she sobbed, "Ohhhhh, yes, honey, get that big thing into meeee."
She couldn't fight it any more. She needed her son's cock too badly. It was incest, yes, but she'd worry about that later. Right now there was only one thing on her mind, her overpowering need to be fucked. She soaked Andy's prick with a molten flood of cream as he pushed to her fiery depths. He shoved into her till only his balls showed.
Pam lay there and gurgled with ecstasy, feeling a big hard cock throbbing inside her again. This was what she'd been aching for ever since Vic walked out. She couldn't live without it, she knew that now. She'd go absolutely crazy if she didn't get laid well and regularly.
Andy was lying flat against her, panting and moaning, savoring the sensation of fully lodging his engorged cock in her juicy gripping pussy hole. Then he began to move. He started fucking her in long, deep, sensuous strokes, still savoring the hot sensations, in no hurry.
"Ohhhhh, fuck, that feels so good," he moaned, "so fuckin' good. Does it feel good to you, Mom?"
"Yes, baby," she whimpered, clawing his shoulders lightly, "yes, it feels heavenly. Don't stop."
"Oh, shit, I'll never stop," he groaned.
Pam surrendered totally. The damage was done, she couldn't change the fact that she was fucking her own kid, so why not just enjoy it? She let her legs fall wide open, so he could plow his hard cock clear to her womb. She began to fuck back at him, moving her hips sensuously to his rhythm. She licked his ear lobes and nibbled his neck.
Andy was hotly excited at her response. He'd known she was going to resist and argue, and he'd hoped she'd get overcome with lust and give in to him like she had that morning. But he hadn't expected her surrender to be so complete. She was letting him know that she loved his fucking, not holding back a thing now as he moved his cock slowly and deliriously inside her wet and eager box.
"Ooooo, baby, that feels so damned good," she gurgled.
"It sure as hell does," Andy moaned blissfully.
Fucking a grown women was so much more exciting that the nervous quickie he'd had with a girl his own age. The girl's cunt had been dry and resisting, but his mother's cunt was hot and juicy and slippery. Every time he pushed into her, she moaned with delight and soaked his cock with a big hot rush of cream.
Her excitement was very contagious, and Andy found himself fucking her faster and faster as he got more aroused. She didn't seem to mind his roughness, though. Her horny hips kept the pace, jerking to his rhythm, and she squealed with pleasure and soaked his meat with flood after flood of sizzling cream. In fact the faster he did it to her, the more excited she got.
"Unnnhhhhh, honey, that's it, fuck me good and hard," she moaned, "I love it hard."
That was how Vic always fucked her, starting out slow and gentle but soon shooting to a body-rocking tempo that took them both into orbit. Instinct must have had a lot to do with his style, because his son was fucking her the same way as if he'd inherited the pattern. Pam loved it.
She let her head loll back, and she closed her eyes, concentrating her whole being on the delicious sensations she was getting from her son's deep-driving cock. His lean hard body was slapping noisily against her now, and the bed was starting to vibrate and creak, just as it always did when she and Vic had a really hot fuck session going.
"Fuck it to me, baby, fuck my pussy good," she gurgled.
With her eyes closed, she could pretend it was Vic fucking her, not their son. That made her feel a little less guilty, and it wasn't at all hard to pretend, because Andy made love so much like his dad. She slowly tightened her starved twat around his jack-hammering prick, loving the hot friction.
"Ohhhhh, fuck, Mom, I'm gonna come pretty quick," the overexcited teenager groaned.
Pam wished he wouldn't call her "Mom" when they were fucking, because it sure as hell spoiled her fantasy that she was fucking Vic, and it reminded her of the outrageous thing they were doing. But more important right now was getting off. Andy was almost there, and if she wanted to come with him, she'd better work at it.
"Yes, honey," she moaned, "cream me, let's come together." Clinging tightly to him, she arched her body up and rubbed her swollen clit against his stiffly sawing shaft. That had always been a sure-fire way for her to get off quickly, and it didn't fail her now. Red-hot friction sizzled through her joy button as she quickly rose to the edge of climax. The first sizzling spurt of Andy's jism triggered her own body-wracking climax.
"Awwwww, fuck, Mom, I'm coming!" he yelled.
"Ohhhhh, baby, you're doing it to me, whaaahhhh!" Pam wailed.
Mother and son rocked together in a violent mutual orgasm. It was much stronger than the climax Pam had given herself with her fingers. Now she knew for sure that there was no substitute for fucking. She went on coming for almost a minute, wailing and moaning, her voice hoarse with relief.
Then it was over, and she and Andy looked at each other. Pam was blushing, but he was grinning broadly. "Oh, wow, Mom," he exclaimed, "that was just fantastic! Can we do it again?"
"What do you mean, Andy?" she said dazedly. "Do you mean right now?"
"Yeah, why not?" he grinned. "I don't have to be at work till afternoon. We can both sleep in. Come on, Mom. I feel like I'm just getting started."
He knew what he was talking about. Deep in her come-flooded pussy, Pam could feel his prick getting stiff again. It swelled up thick, stuffing her full, throbbing against the clinging walls of her cuntal tube. Andy wasn't satisfied yet, and neither was she. She realized now that one orgasm just hadn't done the job for her.
She wanted his love-making so badly, and he wanted to give it to her. Why not take it? The damage was already done. She'd fucked her own kid, so what difference did it make if she did it twice or a dozen times? She creamed heavily onto his mushrooming dick as she thought of getting another stiff fucking from his iron-hard teenage cock.
"Please, Mom?" he begged, his voice getting husky with longing.
"All right, honey," she said. "How about trying it another way this time?"
"Sure, Mom, that'd be great," he said eagerly.
Pam figured that as long as they were lovers, she might as well teach him a thing or two. That way when he got married, his wife would never be bored in bed. She rolled him off her, then got into the doggy position, on her elbows and knees. She poked her firm little ass up in the air, and Andy ogled her glistening pink slit.
"I'm sure you can figure out where to go from here," she smiled.
"Yeah," he grinned, "no problem."
Pam grasped fistfuls of sheet as Andy caressed her hips and moved into position behind her. When Vic fucked her in this position she had to hang onto something or get knocked over by the impact of his lusty movements. She had a hunch their son was going to have a similar style. Andy pressed the engorged head of his prick against her juicy hot cuntal opening and sighed with pleasure as he began pushing into her.
"Ahhhhh, yeah," he cried.
"Unnnhhh, yes, baby, stick it into me," Pam whimpered, "give me very inch of it."
She was using words she used with his father, but they were the only love-making vocabulary she had. Before tonight she'd never fucked any man but Vic. She'd never wanted any other man, either, because Vic had kept her so turned on and so well taken care of. Why had he walked away from their fantastic sex life?
Angrily Pam pushed him from her mind. She wasn't going to let him spoil the hot sensations she was getting as their son eased his iron-hard boner into her hungry little twat. Andy pushed into her steadily, panting and moaning, till he touched bottom and only his balls showed. She adored feeling his fat cock pulsating inside her.
"You got all of it now, Mom," he rasped.
"Yes, baby, I feel it," Pam gurgled, "and I love it. Fuck me now, Andy, fuck hard, don't be afraid of hurting me."
She'd always preferred fast, hard fucking, and tonight she needed it more than ever. She needed a rough pounding that would finally relieve all the lust she'd stored up since Vic left. But she knew her perpetually horny teenage son was well qualified to do the job.
Snorting with excitement, Andy began to piston his stiff boner up and down in her juice-slick little fuck hole, his natural instincts leading him to fuck her hard and fast. Pam gurgled blissfully as she took the deep thorough reaming. It was exactly what she craved. She soaked her son's hammering cock with thick floods of cream.
"Oh, yes, honey, that's it," she whimpered, "really give it to me."
Andy was delighted with his assignment. If she'd wanted it, he would have gone on fucking his pretty mom till he dropped from exhaustion. It felt terrific to plunge his swollen dick into the hot pulp of her cunt, to sheath his meat in that velvety steaming tunnel. He didn't think he could get enough fucking if he lived to be a hundred.
He could tell that Mom really got off on his fucking, too. She was clawing the bed, moaning, and she was soaking his meat with blast after blast of her molten cream. He watched the pearly liquid squirting out around the base of his cock each time he pushed into her cunt. It ran down her thighs in thick rivers, testifying to her hot arousal.
"Unnnhhhh, yes, honey, do it to me," she sobbed, "fuck me forever, Andy."
Andy broke into a broad grin. He felt like the luckiest teenage boy in the world. He and his pals were always talking about all the women they'd like to fuck, the kind they wanted most, but they never really saw much action. Andy knew that any one of them would have killed to be in his place right now, hammering his cock into a gorgeous older woman, making her wail with pleasure.
He really liked fucking his mother from behind, too. He watched her big heavy tits swinging back and forth with the impact of his fucking, the lust-stiffened nipples just grazing the bed. Most exciting of all, he watched his own cock in action, plunging deep, stretching Pam's pussy lips wide, forcing out her cream.
"Oooooo, honey, fuck real hard now," she moaned, "I'm almost coming."
Andy took a deep breath, then gave her everything he had, fucking into her with all his strength and speed. His flat belly slapped loudly against her upturned ass, and her tall body shuddered. She gripped the sheet hard to keep from being knocked over. Andy didn't know how she could take such hard action, but she obviously loved it.
"Ohhhhhh, honey, yessss," she hissed.
Pam gurgled blissfully as the boy fucked her to the very brink of climax. It was going to be so easy to come with him, just as it was with his father. As she'd suspected, their fucking techniques were a lot a-like. Andy's jackham-mering cock took her into orbit, and she screamed as the violent orgasmic explosion radiated out from her cunt to sear through her whole body.
"Unnnnhh, honey, that's it, I'm coming!" she howled.
Andy felt her hot little box clamping like a vise around his meat, tugging and sucking at it. If he hadn't come once already, that sure as hell would have triggered his climax. But this time he held out, riding out his mom's violent orgasm. He wasn't finished with her yet.
As Pam finally began to come down from her deliciously long climax, she was surprised to feel Andy's cock deep in her twat, as hard as ever. Well, she'd really needed a marathon fuck, and it looked like she was going to get it. The moment she went still, he was questioning her eagerly.
"Can we do it another way now, Mom?" he asked. "I'd sure like to do it one more time."
What was the point in saying no? Pam's lust was boiling up again as she felt her son's steel-hard cock throbbing inside her. "Okay, honey," she said, "you lie on your back."
Andy quickly obeyed, and Pam straddled him, poising her dripping little cunt mouth right over the swollen purple head of his cock. Slowly, deliciously, she let herself down on it, gradually taking his rigid boner into her smoking little pussy hole. She watched his eyes rolling lustily, his face getting flushed with arousal. When she'd taken every inch of his cock she looked down at him and spoke hoarsely.
"Fuck me, honey," she said, "fuck the living shit out of me."
Andy snorted with horniness, grabbed her by the waist, and began fucking her like a machine gone berserk. Her head lolled back, and her big tits wobbled wildly as she took the rough fast fucking and wailed with delight. Her son reminded her of Vic when they were first married, that same pile-driver action, that same lusty force.
"Ohhhhh, yessss, baby, I love it," she sobbed.
Andy watched his mom's pretty face twisting into a lusty grimace as she took the rough pistoning of his stiff cock. He still didn't understand how she could stand to be fucked so hard, but it was clear that she craved it and got off on it. She was soaking his prick with rush after rush of sizzling pussy juice. He watched the hot liquid spurt from her cunt as he fucked his meat into her.
"Ohhhhh, baby, ohhhhh, I'm gonna come so good," she moaned.
"You and me both," Andy groaned.
This time he wasn't going to hold out. He was just too damned excited, and the hot friction between cock and cunt was driving him wild. He fucked into her faster and faster, till mother and son exploded into orgasm at the very same second. Andy sizzled his load into Pam's womb, and her molten cuntal juices soaked his prick and balls.
"Ohhhhh, honey, you did it to me, I'm coming!" Pam wailed.
"Take my come, Mom, aaaggghhhh!" Andy bellowed.
Pam knew there was no turning back now. She'd fucked her own kid, and she'd done it willingly, joyfully. She wouldn't be able to deny him if he wanted her again, as she was sure he would. She wouldn't even want to deny him. She needed his stiff and tireless teenage cock to keep her from going crazy with sexual need.
"Good night, honey," she sighed, giving him a motherly peck on the cheek as he prepared to return to his own room.
"Good night, Mom," he said adoringly. "I'm never gonna forget tonight."
Pam knew she wouldn't forget, either.
CHAPTER FOUR
Down the hall, Pam's middle son Larry had stirred restlessly in his sleep during their noisy love-making. He was a sound sleeper, and he didn't quite wake up, but the next morning he had vague memories of unusual noises coming from his mother's bedroom, moans and squeals and yelps.
Larry dismissed it as a dream. He used to hear those noises all the time when Dad was still with them. He and his brothers knew by now that these were the noises their folks made when they got it on. But Dad was gone, and Mom didn't have another man. So Larry had to have dreamed those sounds, or so he told himself as he wandered down to breakfast.
"Hi, Mom," he said drowsily, kissing her on the cheek.
"Good morning, honey," Pam said. "Was Bobby awake when you came down?"
"You know Bobby," Larry laughed. "It's hard to tell. He always seems dead in the morning."
"He'll be along, Mom," Andy put in, "late as usual."
"Well, just as long as he isn't late for work," Pam frowned.
"Oh, that reminds me," Larry said. "Speaking of work, I've got today off. So if anything needs doing around the house, Mom, just tell me."
"Why, thanks, honey," Pam smiled, "I'D put you to work right after breakfast."
Larry helped clear off the table, then went to the living room to wait for his mother's orders. He waited and waited. Bobby had finally hauled his ass out of bed, gulped his breakfast, and left for work. Andy, presumably, was in the shower, getting ready for his early afternoon job. So where was Mom?
Growing tired of waiting, Larry went to look for her. She wasn't in the kitchen or the laundry room, and there was nobody downstairs. He padded up the carpeted stairs. No sounds of showering from the bathroom. What in hell was going on? Then, from the master bedroom, he heard the same weird noises he thought he'd dreamed last night.
While Larry was downstairs waiting, Pam had gone to change into some old clothes to do heavy housework in. She was down to her bra and panties when her bedroom door opened and Andy walked in. He had a great big grin on his face, and from the unzipped fly of his jeans was sticking his stiff drooling cock. Pam's mouth dropped open.
"Hey, Mom," he leered, "How about a real quick fuck before I leave for work?"
Pam gawked at that gorgeous hard-on and felt an instant rush of hot lust. "Honey, I don't think that's be too smart," she sighed. "Larry's home today, and he could come looking for us."
"Aw, he's probably watching TV and hoping you won't give him any chores to do," Andy said, moving toward her. "Come on, Mom, just a quick one. I'm so damned horny."
Pam couldn't take her eyes off his obscenely protruding prick. It was so swollen and stiff that it didn't even wag as he walked toward her. When he was close enough, he took her hand and set it on his taut burning shaft. That did it for Pam. Just touching his engorged boner was enough to make her frantically horny.
"Okay, Andy, just a very quick one," she said huskily.
"Terrific," he leered, dropping his pants.
He wasn't wearing shorts, so he was all ready for action. It didn't take Pam long to get ready, either, since she was almost naked already. She just skinned out of her panties and flicked them aside, then hoisted herself up on the bed. She lay on her back, with her ass and heels resting just on the edge of the bed, her legs spread wide.
Eyes gleaming with lust, Andy came to stand between her splayed thighs, his cock dripping hot juice. He studied her moist creamy pussy and licked his lips. Pam whimpered with lust as he pressed the swollen head of his cock to her cunt mouth and wedged it about an inch into her. She soaked it with a big helpless spurt of sizzling cream.
"Oooooo, yes, honey," she squealed, "stick that big thing into me, fuck me."
Andy gave a loud growl of lust and crammed his cock into her, reaching her womb in one greedy shove. Pam responded with hoarse squeals and moans of pleasure, and she went on moaning as he began to piston his cock inside her. Those were the noises Larry heard when he came upstairs looking for her.
Frowning, Larry tiptoed toward the closed door of the master bedroom. It sounded just like it used to when his folks made love, but that couldn't be, because Dad was gone. He knelt down in front of the door and looked through the keyhole, something he'd never done before. It was wrong, but he just had to know what was going on in there.
His mouth dropped open, and he just barely stifled an exclamation of surprise. He saw his older brother Andy fucking their mother.
He blinked and looked again, wanting to make sure that his eyes hadn't deceived him. Andy was standing there at the side of the bed, his pants down around his ankles, grinning like a maniac as he pumped his stiff cock in and out of Mom's cunt. Larry watched the swift pistoning action and shook his head in disbelief.
Mom was naked except for her bra. She was on her back, legs bent and hugely spread, and she was moaning and clawing the bedspread as Andy fucked he'r. It was clear that she hadn't been forced, that she was loving every second of it. Her lovely face was flushed, her even white teeth flashing as she panted and squealed. Larry could even hear her words through the closed door.
"Unnnhhh, yes, Andy, fuck it to me good, baby, really give it to me," she cried hoarsely. Larry bit his lip in sudden hot envy. How long had his brother been fucking her? How come she was putting out for Andy and not for Larry? He would have given anything to be in his brother's place just then, and he had a wild impulse to dash into the room and demand equal time.
However if he did that, Andy would beat the shit out of him. Andy was basically a pretty easy-going guy, but he could get mad if you spoiled his fun, and Larry had learned that the hard way. If he barged in there now, he'd be risking his health, so he stayed put, seething with envy and getting rapidly turned on as he watched the action.
It was weird that in spite of his anger and envy, his cock was getting stiff. It excited him to watch his brother pistoning his stiff boner in and out of Mom's juicy little pussy hole. It excited him even more to see their pretty mother naked. She had a fantastic body, tall and slim, yet with big ripe tits and curvy hips. like Andy, Larry had always thought their mom was gorgeous.
Now he imagined being in Andy's place and working his cock in her cunt. That excited hell out of him. He imagined her reacting just as she was now, squealing and moaning and telling him how much she loved it. His cock gave a violent lurch and tried to tear its way out of his jeans. He knew he wouldn't rest till he'd gotten what
Andy was getting. He wouldn't give up till he'd fucked Mom.
Larry had already lost his virginity, even though he was a year behind Andy in high school. He'd had an after school job delivering groceries, and a lonely middle-aged widow had seduced him. Mrs. Higgins was gray-haired, a little plump, almost grandmotherly, but she was plenty hot and eager, and she'd taught Larry a lot about love-making.
He really missed her now that she'd moved to another town, and he hadn't been able to find another sex partner. It had been months since he'd gotten laid. Watching Andy fuck their mother was just adding fuel to the fire that raged within the horny teenager. He vowed that before the way was over, he'd be fucking their mother, too.
"Oooooo, Andy, fuck me real hard now, honey," Pam whimpered, "make me come."
Andy started fucking into her with lightning speed, his trim ass knotting and jerking. Larry could hear the lewd loud sucking noise his prick was making as it reamed deep in Mom's juicy cunt and forced out her thick cream. Pam closed her eyes tightly as her son's jackhammering cock took her quickly to the brink of climax.
"Unnnhhhh, shit, honey, I love it," she gurgled, "don't stop, get me off."
Larry wanted to shout out that he'd be glad to do the job if Andy didn't want it. But of course Andy did. He still had that big maniacal grin on his face as he came. First Mom went rigid for a second, gasped, then began to convulse, her big tits wobbling like crazy. Then Andy groaned and began to jet his load into her cunt.
"Baby, you're making me come, unnnggghhhh!" she howled.
"Awwwww, fuck, aaaggghhhhh!" Andy yelled.
Larry caught himself reaching for his cock to jack off, and he drew his hand back. He wasn't going to settle for little kid stuff. He wanted to get laid. He wanted to cram his aching hard-on into his mother's juicy hot fuck hole. The moment Andy left for work, he was going to confront her.
It seemed like hours, but finally Andy left for his job. In the meantime Pam had come downstairs, looking a little flushed and hot-eyed, and had put Larry to work mowing the lawn. As he watched his older brother disappear down the block, he turned off the mower and went into the house. Pam was vacuuming the living room, but she switched off the machine when she saw Larry and looked at him questioningly.
"You haven't finished the lawn, honey," she said. "Something wrong?"
"There sure is, Mom," Larry said sternly. "I wanta know why you're getting it on with Andy and not me."
Pam dropped the vacuum hose and turned red as a beet. She was so shocked, she couldn't speak for a moment. Then she said in a strangled voice, "Larry, that's a very serious accusation. How do you know it's true?"
"I watched you," he spat. "This morning, when you thought I was downstairs, I watched Andy fuck you. Well, I want the same thing, Mom. If you can fuck him, you can fuck me."
Pam wished she could drop right through the floor and disappear, she was so mortified. Larry had seen everything. He'd watched her unbridled lust as her own son fucked her. That was bad enough, but now he was demanding that she commit incest with him as well as with Andy. After what he'd seen, she really couldn't blame him.
"Come on, Mom, let's go to your room," he said, taking her by the arm and leading her to the stairs. Pam stumbled along blindly, not really knowing what to do. She could understand his demands, yet they were wrong. But how could she tell him that, and how could she turn him down after he'd watched her making uninhibited love with his older brother?
He steered her into the bedroom and right over to the bed. He pulled her into a tight embrace and kissed her, snaking his tongue into her mouth. Right away Pam knew she was in trouble. His hard hot male body pressed against hers, and she felt his cock, stiff and throbbing. It excited hell out of her. She knew she wanted to fuck the boy.
"Honey, no," she gasped, wrenching her face away from his. "What I did with Andy was very, very wrong. It's called incest, and there's a law against it. I don't want to make things worse by doing the same thing with you."
Larry wasn't any more impressed by her arguments than Andy had been. "That's bullshit, Mom, and you know it," he snapped. "It's just not fair for you to fuck Andy and not me."
His cock felt hard as a rock against her belly, and she knew that, just like Andy, he couldn't think of anything but satisfying his overpowering lust. There was no point in trying to reason with him. It would be better to try the same tactics she'd used with his brother. Get him off, then he could think straight. Only this time she control herself better!
"Okay, Larry," she said, giving up her struggle, "why don't we take our clothes off?"
"Hey, all right," he grinned, thinking his victory was complete.
Pam felt lust flaming through her as they stripped. Larry's lean young body, his belly-hugging hard-on, and his obvious lust for her were so hard to ignore. She'd already made love once today, but she was horny again, desperate for more delicious love-making. She'd really have to watch herself this time.
Naked, they slipped onto the bed, and Larry immediately cupped her big throbbing tits and began squeezing them. She reached down and listed his cock, pumping it. That would be the quickest and easiest way to get him off, a good hand job. His cock throbbed eagerly in her fingers, and his sticky hot cream made the pumping slick and easy.
"Does this feel nice, honey?" she murmured.
"Yeah, it sure does," he leered, "and I'm gonna do something nice to you, too."
It was something Mrs. Higgins had taught him, something that really got her excited, and he just hoped it worked as well with his mother. He reached down and searched out the little hooded lump of her clit. He caught it between his thumb and index finger and started kneading it gently but steadily. Pam gave a shrill squeal of pleasure and creamed hotly all over his fingers.
"Oooooo, yessss," she cried.
She wondered where in the world Larry had learned a trick like that. He'd hardly even started dating yet, and he'd been out only a few times. Maybe one of his dates was a lot more sophisticated than she looked and had taught him this naughty little way of turning girls on.
Whatever the explanation, Pam wasn't complaining. She gurgled delightedly as Larry rolled her joy button between his fingers and gave her a continuous hot buzz of pleasure.
As her excitement mounted, she pumped his cock faster and faster. His ragged loud breathing told her that he was zooming towards climax, which was exactly what she wanted. The quicker she got him off, the sooner he'd come back to his senses. Then she could explain to him why incest was wrong.
"You like what I'm doing, Mom?" he panted.
"Ohhhh, yes, honey, it feels wonderful," Pam moaned. "I'm just about to come, and I'll get you off, too." She pumped his cock even faster.
"No," he said, "I don't wanta get off that way, Mom."
Pam stared at him. She just had to make him come, and fast, before she totally lost control of herself. She was getting so turned on, she was almost ready to do whatever he wanted. But she'd promised herself she wouldn't repeat her mistake with Andy. She just wasn't going to commit incest with a second son.
"Okay, Larry, then I'll suck you off instead," she offered. Anything but fucking! That really would be incest, Pam told herself.
Larry hesitated. He'd promised himself he wouldn't rest till he'd gotten what Andy had gotten. His goal was to fuck their sexy blond mother. But he really was turned on by the idea of a blow-job. That was the one thing Mrs. Higgins had never done to him. She was too old-fashioned for that, she'd said. Larry was dying to find out what it was like.
"Okay, Mom," he said, "but after that, we'll fuck, right?"
Pam nodded quickly. She'd let him believe that so he'd relax. She'd bought the time she needed, and now it was going to be a simple matter to get him off. She eased him down flat on his back, knelt beside him, and dipped her head down low, her hot moist breath fanning his rigidly standing cock.
His prick was a beauty, almost as big as Andy's, and fully engorged. Blue veins bulged on the shaft, and thick cream dribbled from the cleft. Pam's mouth watered at the sight of that hot cream, and she quickly went for it, lapping it up with her hot slick tongue. Larry groaned blissfully.
"Ohhhhh, yeah, Mom, lick it, lick my cock," he cried.
For the time being the horny kid forgot all about fucking. It turned him on like crazy to watch his gorgeous big-titted mom bending low over him and licking his cock. He watched her spear up his dribbling cock cream with the pointed tip of her tongue, then roll the juice around in her mouth, savoring it. It was obvious that she loved the taste of his cream.
As fast as the pearly juice seeped from his piss hole, she lapped it up, her throat muscles working busily as she gobbled it. Larry shivered with excitement. He was pretty sure that none of his buddies could claim they'd gotten head from their own mother.
Pam cleaned the gleaming purple head of his cock, getting every last drop of juice as she reamed his piss hole with her greedy little tongue. Then she licked her way slowly and hungrily down his shaft, coating every inch of the blue-veined column with her hot spit. Larry panted steadily, his voice husky with arousal.
She got to the base of his cock, and she didn't stop there. She went right on licking, onto the taut and engorged sacs of his balls. Larry just about flew off the bed as her hot and juicy tongue contacted with highly sensitive flesh. She lapped and lashed his nuts, soaking them with her steaming saliva, giving them a naughty massage with her tongue.
Larry was close to shooting his load by now, yet he wanted to hold out. He didn't want the kinky fun to stop. He gritted his teeth and tried to ignore the nearly exploding condition of his cock. Pam was licking her way back up his prick now, for she'd seen more thick cream bubbling from his piss hole, and she wanted it.
"Mmmmmm, mmmmm," she moaned hungrily.
Her hot slick tongue was on his sensitive cock head again, lashing and lapping, digging deep into the cleft of his prick to ream out the delicious cream. Pam was glutting herself on her son's stiff cock, just as she used to do with her husband. One of Vic's favorite things was to just he back and let Pam lick his prick and balls till he couldn't take any more.
She was doing the same thing to Larry, and she could see that he loved it as much as his father did. He'd forgotten all about fucking her, which was just what she'd hoped for. She kept him fascinated and hotly aroused as she lashed her tongue up and down his cock and all over his swollen nut sacs. But the horny kid could only take so much, and she knew he'd be coming in a minute or so.
So she took advantage of the time she had, gobbling up his hot salty cream as fast as it oozed from his piss hole. When she'd thoroughly cleaned his cock head once again, it was time to go for a whole mouthful of his juice. This was the part she always liked best with Vic, and she shivered with lust as she prepared to try it on their middle son.
Firmly fisting the base of Larry's throbbing boner, and opening her red-glossed lips very wide, she brought her steaming mouth down around his engorged cock. Larry gasped, groaned, and almost came as she eased his stiff dick deeper and deeper into the steamy, velvety interior.
"Unnnhhhh, yeah, Mom, suck my cock," he groaned.
Larry had had plenty of jack-off fantasies about getting his cock sucked, but the reality was even more exciting than he'd imagined. His pretty mom took in nearly all of his prick, firmed her lips around it, and drew in her cheeks. She began to pump and suck his cock, doing it fast and hungrily, and Larry yelped with delight.
"Awwwww, shit, yeah, that's fantastic," he cried.
Pam gurgled delightedly as the thick cream began to ooze steadily from his piss hole and drip onto her tongue. She sucked hard, drawing the hot liquid out and savoring it, and she soaked his cock with her hot saliva. She was starved for a whole boiling mouthful of come, but she knew she was going to get what she craved, and very soon now.
"Uuummmmm, mmmmm," she moaned.
Larry felt his balls swelling up so tight, they hurt. His cock was on a hair-trigger now,-likely to go off violently at any second. He struggled to hold back his climax, wanting the wild fun to go on and on, but he kept hurtling towards release as his mother sucked loudly and greedily on his meat.
Pam felt the boy's prick throbbing violently and lurching in her mouth. Just a few more sucks and he'd be coming like crazy. She squeezed the base of his prick and sucked very hard on the drooling head. Larry gave a yelp of ecstasy and began to shoot his load, filling her mouth so full that her cheeks bulged out.
"Awwwww, fuckin' shit, awwwww!" he hollered.
"Mmmmmm, unnnnhhhh!" Pam moaned as she gobbled load after load of his spurting come.
That ought to take care of Larry, she thought. His head would be clear now, and he'd listen to reason. She could explain to him what incest was and why it was wrong for a mother and son to fuck. She gobbled the last drops of his tasty jism, then released his cock and looked down at him. He had a big happy grin on his face.
"Larry, honey, we have to talk seriously about this," she said.
"Aw, not now, Mom," he sighed. "Let's get it on again, okay?"
CHAPTER FIVE
"What?" Pam exclaimed. "Larry, you've hardly even finished coming. How can you possibly want to get it on again so soon?"
He just went on grinning, and he nodded at his cock. Pam looked, too, and saw that his tireless teenage prick was slowly rising, his balls swelling. His eyes swept hungrily over her naked body, and she knew that he'd given himself a hard-on with his own naughty thoughts about her.
"Larry," she sighed, "we'd better wait for some other time. Bobby will be home from work soon."
"Aw, we've got time, Mom," Larry said. "He always stops at the video arcade on his way home. You know that."
He was grabbing for her, pulling her down on the bed and climbing half on top of her. He kissed her, darting his tongue into her mouth, and she wondered where he'd learned to kiss so skillfully. His probing tongue-kiss really turned her on. And to make matters worse, he grabbed her hand and set it on his stiffening cock.
That was all she needed. She felt his lusty young prick mushrooming against her fingers, growing long and rigid and hotly throbbing. She creamed furiously, soaking her inner thighs. She hadn't gotten off with Larry yet, and now the urge was becoming almost unbearable. She tried to wriggle away from him before she totally lost control of herself.
"Larry listen to me," she said frantically, "this just isn't right."
"Oh, yeah," he said, "then why were you doing it with Andy?"
That was the question she couldn't answer. Besides, she should have known better than to try to reason with a teenager who had a stiff cock. It just wasn't possible. Naturally there was only one thing on Larry's mind right now. He flattened himself against her, pinning her down, and she felt his stiff boner poking urgently against her belly.
"Please, Mom," he begged, "let me fuck you, like Andy did."
"Larry, no," she moaned. "I have my reasons, and I'm just not going to do it."
Larry fumed. It just wasn't fair at all. She'd fucked his brother and loved it, but she wouldn't put out for him. However, getting angry wouldn't help. Mom was very stubborn when she made up her mind, and nothing could change it. Almost nothing, anyhow. But there was one thing he hadn't tried.
He could try some of the techniques Mrs. Higgins had taught him, hoping they'd get his mom horny enough to do what he wanted. He slid a hand between her thighs. The flesh of her pussy was tautly swollen, scorching hot, and soaked with cream. She was very horny already, he realized, but she was refusing to admit it. Well, maybe his task wouldn't be so hard after all.
He caught her clit between his thumb and forefinger and began to knead the throbbing lump of flesh. Mom had loved that when he did it earlier, and she loved it now. She squealed and soaked his fingers with a big hot spurt of cream. Her little joy button pulsated wildly between his rolling fingers. She liked it, even if she wouldn't admit it.
Pam regretted that shrill squeal of pleasure, but she just hadn't been able to hold it back. She needed to come desperately, and Larry was stimulating the most sensitive and sexy-feeling organ of her body. Again she tried to wriggle away from him, but he was strong, pinning her down, holding her with one hand while he masturbated her with the other.
"Ohhhh, noooo," she moaned.
She could feel her self-control slipping away, her lust rising to the boiling point. Would it really hurt to let the boy get her off with his fingers? That seemed innocent enough, at least to the lust-fevered mind of the horny housewife. She began to let the resistance go out of her. It felt so good to have her swollen clit expertly manipulated.
"Larry," she gurgled, "where on earth did you learn to do this? You can't have learned it from any of the girls you've dated."
Larry chuckled fondly as he remembered Mrs. Higgins. "There was this lady on my delivery route," he said.
He didn't say any more, figuring his mother would get the picture-and she did. Pam gasped and blushed as she thought of her young son being seduced by an older woman. She felt outraged for a moment, till she realized that she was just as guilty as that woman. She was introducing yet another son to incestuous sex.
She knew she ought to stop these outrageous things at once, yet she couldn't bring herself to say the words. She loved the things Larry was doing to her clit, and she wanted him to go on and on. She felt her little joy button swelling, throbbing like crazy between his kneading fingers, and she knew she was close to coming. She couldn't deny herself the climax she needed so desperately.
"Unnnhhhhh, God, unnnggghhh," she moaned.
Larry realized she was no longer pushing against his shoulders or trying to wriggle out from under him. She wanted to come very badly, so badly that she was going to let him get her off with his fingers. He speeded up the kneading action, and she wailed in ecstasy and soaked his whole hand with a helpless flood of sizzling juice.
"Ohhhhh, God, yessss," she sobbed, "just a little more, honey, I'm almost there."
Larry watched her pretty face as she began to come. She got very pink, and her features twisted into a grimace of ecstasy, her eyes closing tightly. Her teeth flashed in a snarl of passion as the violent orgasm hit her and rocked her body. He almost came just from watching her.
"Ohhhh, yesss, ohhhh, I'm coming!" she wailed.
Larry kept her pinned beneath him as she bucked and shuddered and convulsed. He felt his hand soaked by spurt after spurt of her scorching come-juice. His pretty mom had been horny out of her mind. Why was she so reluctant to admit it? And why was she making such a big deal about this incest bullshit? Larry didn't think he'd ever understand adult reasoning.
He'd watched her while his older brother fucked her, and she hadn't fought Andy. She hadn't protested that it was incest and was wrong. So why was she handing Larry all this crap? He suspected he'd never get a straight answer out of her. But he'd discovered a plan that worked. He just had to keep her so horny that she'd forget all her silly hang-ups.
As her orgasmic spasms lessened and she began to quiet down, he eased his thick middle finger into her cunt. It was velvety, hot and slick in there, and he arched to cram his cock into her. But the time just wasn't right. She'd fight him. He had to get her all worked up again, hot for him. He began to finger-fuck her in deep sensuous strokes.
"Ohhhhh, my God," she moaned.
Pam was still coming down from her powerful orgasm when Larry eased his stiff finger into her box and started working it up and down, giving her delicious sensations. Her lust flooded back, as hot and urgent as ever. One climax sure wasn't going to satisfy her needs. She was greedy for another one, and she decided to let the boy give it to her.
Whoever his older seductress was, she'd certainly taught him well. He'd learned just where and how to stimulate a woman, how to get her hot in a hurry. His finger-fucking technique was exquisite. Pam closed her eyes and reveled in it, gurgling and squealing, soaking his pumping finger with uncontrollable spurts of cream.
"Oooo, shit, honey, I love it," she whimpered, "I just love it, don't stop."
"I won't, Mom," Larry leered. "I'll do it as long as you want."
He gazed at her pretty lust-contorted face as he fucked his stiff finger in and out of her slippery smoking pussy. His cock was so hard by now, it almost hurt, and he wanted more than anything in the world to just throw himself on her and cram his meat into her. But he knew that wouldn't work out very well, and he knew how to be patient. He had to wait till she wanted it, till she couldn't resist.
Gradually he pumped his finger faster in her juicy little fuck hole, and he noticed that the faster he did it to her, the more excited she got. Her hips began to jerk instinctively in a hot fucking motion, and she clawed the bed. She moaned steadily and hoarsely, and her cream came out in floods. She had to be almost on the verge of climax.
"Unnnhhhh, honey, yes, deep doing it fast," she moaned, "I'm gonna come real quick."
"Tell me when, Mom," Larry leered, "and I'll have a terrific surprise for you."
Pam wasn't in any doubt about that. The kid had been well taught. She tightened her hot little cunt around his jerking finger and felt herself rocketing higher and higher. She wondered what kinky surprise he had planned. A few more quick expert strokes of his finger, and she was right on the verge of coming.
"Now, Larry," she groaned.
With a huge wicked grin on his face, Larry popped his dripping finger out of her cunt, rolled fully onto her, and slammed his rock-hard cock into her. It happened so fast, Pam didn't have a chance to resist. Suddenly her middle son was fucking her, his stiff boner slamming to her womb.
"Larry, noooo," she cried, "I told you, it's wrong."
"It's too late now, Mom," he leered. "I'm into you now, and I'm gonna fuck you."
Pam knew the situation was out of control now. Larry wasn't going to quit, not when he'd gotten this far. And she didn't want him to quit. It felt heavenly to have his stiff cock cramming her, reaming deep in her fever-hot cunt. She gave herself up to the wild excitement, letting her thighs fall wide apart.
"Awwwwww, yeah," Larry groaned as she opened herself to him completely.
His patience was rewarded now as his mother relaxed and let him fuck her. She spread her legs wide, letting him fuck his cock as deep as he wanted in her juice-slick boiling cunt. She caressed him, clawing his shoulders and nibbling his neck. She soaked his pis toning prick with spurts of molten cream and moaned her pleasure.
"Yessss, honey, fuck it to me," she cried, "it feels so damned good, Larry."
It was a miracle that Larry didn't shoot his load then and there. It drove him wild to hear his mother's lust-hoarsened voice telling him how much she loved his fucking, and it aroused him like mad to feel her cunt gripping and sucking at his cock. She was totally his now, greedy for his cock and letting him know it.
"Ohhhhh, Larry, baby, fuck me hard," she sobbed, "give it to me real hard, honey."
She was making a lot of noise, moaning and whimpering and squealing. Larry was noisy, too, breathing harshly, groaning with pleasure each time her hungry little cunt squeezed his dick. No way could they have heard the front door opening and closing downstairs and then, a few minutes later, someone padding up the carpeted stairway.
Bobby, the youngest Webber boy, was home early. He'd decided that since Dad had left and the family was short on money, he couldn't justify squandering bucks at the video arcade after work. Mom needed his paycheck. So, feeling very virtuous and proud of himself, he'd hurried home, only to find nobody there.
That was odd, because it was Larry's day off, and usually Mom was starting dinner about the time Bobby got home. But there was nobody in the kitchen or the living room, nobody downstairs at all. Then Bobby thought he heard some really weird noises coming from upstairs.
It sounded almost like wails and moans, and that worried him. What if a burglar had gotten into the house and was beating up on his mother and Larry? Grimly, Bobby removed his shoes and snuck up the stairs. The noises seemed to be coming from the master bedroom. He crept to it, knelt, and peered through the keyhole.
"Holy shit," he exclaimed softly. He couldn't believe what he saw.
There was nobody in the room but Mom and Larry. They were lying naked on the bed, Larry on top of Mom, and their bodies were moving together in a swift jerking way. They were moaning and panting, but not from pain or fright. The things they were doing to each other were giving them hot pleasure.
"Ohhhhhh, baby, fuck it to me," Mom gurgled, "fuck the living shit out of me, Larry."
Bobby blinked and looked again. What he saw was for real. So this was fucking? He'd been hearing about it for a long time, from the other guys at school, but he hadn't had a clear idea of what it was about. Now he watched in fascination as his brother and mother fucked each other.
As far as he could make out, Larry had a hard-on and had stuck it in a little opening at the center of Mom's pussy. That had to be her cunt. All the terms he'd heard were suddenly becoming meaningful to Bobby. Larry was fucking his cock in and out of Mom's cunt, and they both seemed to be enjoying hell out of it.
Bobby thought it over. It made sense. When he jacked off, he pumped his cock in his fist, just like Larry was pumping his cock in Mom's cunt. Also Bobby found it was a lot more exciting and pleasurable if he smeared vaseline on his palm when he masturbated. He saw thick cream spurting from his mother's twat and knew it must be very slick in there.
As he watched and made comparisons between jacking off and fucking, he started to feel horny. That was nothing new. Since he'd become a teenager, he seemed to be horny about every five minutes. A large part of his day was devoted to finding safe places to masturbate.
He wasn't allowed to date yet, but he could hardly wait to make out with a girl.
Older boys at school sometimes let him listen in when they compared notes on their dates. He'd heard about copping feels, necking, heavy petting, finger-fucking, cock-sucking, and just plain fucking. He was dying to try all that stuff for himself. And now he was more eager than ever.
"Ohhhh, Larry, you're fucking me so good, honey," Mom cried hoarsely. "Do it real hard now, make me come."
"You got it, Mom," Larry leered.
He slipped his hands under her ass and got a good tight grip, holding her writhing pelvis in place. Then his ass began to knot and jerk as he hammered his cock into her with lightning speed. Their bodies slapped loudly together, and Bobby could even hear the bed springs creaking.
He felt Larry was doing it to her too hard, that he was hurting her-but he was wrong. Mom responded to his rough fucking with wails of ecstasy, her pretty face contorted with lust. She clung to him, howling and squealing as he hammered it to her. She arched her body, rubbing her crotch against his. Her hoarse cries told Bobby how wildly aroused she was.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeee!" she wailed.
Larry was grinning broadly as he pumped his swollen cock in her juice-spurting cunt. Even though he was a virgin, Bobby knew it had to very hot and slick in his mom's box, a perfect place for a guy to shove his swollen fuck-tool. His own cock got stiff as a board as he thought about it. He wished he could be in Larry's place.
Mom gasped, stiffened for a second, and then her big-titted body began to buck violently. "Unnnnhhhhh, Larry, shit, you're doing it, I'm coming!" she howled.
Larry groaned as her cunt went into spasm around his cock, sucking and tugging at him. He fucked her hard and fast as she came, making her climax intense and prolonged. Bobby rubbed his bulging crotch as he watched, getting more powerfully aroused by the seconds. He was just dying to know what it would feel like to stick his prick into a girl.
Judging from Larry's behavior, it felt great. Ol' Larry was humping away there like it was the most fun thing in the world. Finally they both slowed down, and Mom opened her eyes and looked at him wonderingly.
"Honey," she said, "your cock's still so hard. Didn't you come?"
"Naw," he leered, "I wanta fuck some more. How about from behind?"
Again Pam silently thanked the unknown older woman who'd initiated her son into sex. Larry was a terrific lay. Grinning, she rolled him off her, then got into the doggy position, on her elbows and knees. Larry knelt behind her, grasped her curvy hips, and inserted the swollen head of his cock about an inch into her smoking pussy hole.
"Oh, yeah, honey, give me more," she gurgled, clawing the bed.
"You'll get more, all right," he growled. "You'll get every fuckin' inch of it."
He went into her very slowly, savoring every inch of velvety fuck tunnel, and Pam whimpered with delight. Her thick hot cream gushed out around his cock and flooded down her thighs. The deeper he glided his prick, the more flushed and contorted her face became. Finally he touched bottom, and she gave a little sob of ecstasy.
"Honey, it feels so damned good," she cried.
"It sure as hell does," Larry grinned, "and it's gonna feel even better."
He began to piston his iron-hard prick in and out of her creamy slick pussy hole. Bobby peered through the keyhole in hot excitement. The doggy position gave him a much better view of the action. Now he could really see what fucking was all about. He ached to try it, to be hammering his swollen prick in and out of some girl's hot and creamy cunt. And the girl he wanted to fuck most was his own gorgeous blonde mother.
Somehow he was going to get what Larry was getting. He didn't know how he'd manage it yet, but he wouldn't quit till he'd succeeded. Meanwhile, however, his balls felt ready to burst with their hot load, and his cock was almost painfully stiff. He didn'f tight the urge to masturbate. With Bobby, jacking off was automatic.
Eye still glued to the keyhole, he unzipped his jeans and eased his engorged boner out into the air. He wrapped his fingers around the hot, throbbing pole of flesh and began to pump it expertly. He figured by now he'd earned a Ph.d. in masturbating, he'd done it so many times. He shivered with excitement as he watched Larry and Mom fucking and ran his fingers up and down his pulsating prick.
"Fuck it to me, honey, fuck hard," Mom was moaning.
Bobby could hear Larry's flat belly smacking her ass with each deep thrust of his cock. Mom was clawing the bed, and her gorgeous big tits were swaying heavily back and forth with the impact of his fucking. Again she was begging him to do it to her hard, and his growing speed and force only seemed to make her more excited.
"Unnnhhh, Larry, it's so good," she sobbed, "so fuckin' good, honey."
Larry was grinning like a maniac, and Bobby couldn't blame him. It had to be a terrific power trip to be fucking a pretty older woman and driving her wild with pleasure. He would have given anything to be in his brother's place just then. As he watched, he pumped his violently throbbing cock faster and faster. He kept pace with the swift deep thrusts of his brother's cock into their mom's cream-stick pussy.
"Ohhhhh, God, Larry, I'm gonna come," Pam sobbed.
"Me, too," Larry groaned, "real quick."
Me, too, Bobby added silently.
He reminded himself not to yelp or make any other noises when he got off. Larry and Mom might not take too kindly to discovering his spying. He focused his lusty gaze on his brother's jackhammering cock, and his pumping fist exactly matched its speed. He pretended he was plowing his prick into their mom's juicy pussy hole, making her wail in ecstasy.
"Ohhhhh, Larry, honey, you're doing it to me, I'm coming!" Pam screeched.
Bobby gasped and shot his load against the bedroom door, spraying thick steaming wads of it all over the surface. He couldn't keep totally quiet, grunting and groaning, but his cries were drowned out by his mother's wails as she came. Then he heard Larry's hoarse voice joining in the chorus as he, too, shot his load.
"Awwww, fuck, I'm coming, awwwwww!" Larry roared.
Bobby finished coming first and went quickly downstairs. He'd slam the front door as loud as he could, pretending he'd just gotten home. He'd sneak upstairs when he got the chance and clean his come off the bedroom door. All that was easy. The difficult part would be getting his mom to fuck him.
It sounded like an impossible dream, but Bobby was going to go for it. After all, she'd gotten it on with Larry, and Larry was just a year older than him. So maybe Bobby would get lucky. And he intended to make his first try that very evening.
CHAPTER SIX
Bobby fidgeted in his chair that evening as the family watched their favorite television shows. He kept sneaking glances at his mother and recalling all the exciting things he'd seen her doing with Larry. He could hardly wait for it to be bedtime so he could get her alone.
At last Pam yawned and said, "Well, boys, I'm ready for bed. How about you?"
"Can I stay up just another hour, Mom?" Andy asked. "There's this really cool program
I wanta catch."
"Me, too," Larry said. "Just give us another hour, Mom, okay?"
"All right," Pam said fondly, "but you two go straight to bed after that."
"I think I'll go to bed, too," Bobby said, pretending to yawn.
"Well, at least there's one sensible boy in this house," Pam laughed.
She wouldn't have been laughing if she'd known what was on Bobby's mind. But it never occurred to Pam that he might be having sexy thoughts about her. He was the youngest of her three sons, the baby of the family. To her he was still a little boy, too young and innocent to know about sex. She ignored the fact that her "baby" was already in high school.
As they reached the top of the stairs, she gave Bobby a hug and a kiss on the cheek and said, "Good night, honey, see you tomorrow."
"Uh, yeah, goodnight, Mom," Bobby muttered.
He intended to see her a long time before tomorrow, but she didn't know that. Pam went to her room and quickly undressed, then stood naked before her dresser mirror, brushing out her long blonde hair. She was absorbed in her thoughts, and she didn't notice the keyhole going dark.
Bobby had changed into his pajamas. If there was going to be any action, he wanted to be able to get out of his clothes quickly. Before knocking on his mother's door, he decided to find out just what she was doing, so he knelt and looked through the keyhole. He was really glad he'd decided to do that, because the view was fantastic.
Mom was standing there brushing her lovely golden-blonde hair, and she wasn't wearing a thing. Bobby felt his cock getting stiff and engorged as he eyed her tall shapely body. His eyes darted hungrily from her neat, dark bush up to her large but firmly thrusting tits.
He had to have her. He had to get what his brother Larry had gotten from her. He knew now that he wouldn't give up till she let him fuck her. But he also knew it wasn't going to be easy. Grownups have a strange way of thinking about things, and Bobby was sure he'd meet some kind of resistance, he was ready for it, and now it was time to get started.
He stood up and knocked on the door.
Pam gasped, "Just a second, I'm not dressed." She dived for the bed and pulled the covers up to her chin. "All right, come in."
Bobby walked in, and right away she saw that he had a hard-on. The fly of his pajamas was sharply tented, and he was a little flushed in the face. Pam became flushed, too, as she realized that the boy had been looking at her through the keyhole while she stood naked and brushed her hair.
"What is it, Bobby?" she asked.
"Mom, I have to talk to you," he said, coming over and sitting on the edge of the bed. "I got home early today, because I decided to stop wasting my money on those video games. I decided our family needs the money more."
"Bobby, that's wonderful," Pam said, "I'm really proud of you."
"That isn't all," he said. "I heard some strange noises when I got home, and I followed them. I looked through your keyhole and saw you and Larry getting it on."
Pam blushed furiously. "A-Are you sure?" she stammered.
Bobby nodded. "I watched Larry fucking you," he said. "I want you to do it to me, too, Mom. I'm not leaving this room until we fuck."
Pam groaned. Now she'd really done it. All three of her sons wanted to be her lover, even the youngest, the one she'd never even worried about. It had been stupid of her to think of Bobby as just a little kid. He had a man's body and a man's instincts. That obscenely tented pajama fly should have told her so the minute he walked into the room.
"Bobby," she said wearily, "it was wrong of Larry and me to do those things. It's against the law. It's called incest."
Bobby was as unimpressed with this argument as his brothers had been. "I don't care," he said. "Nobody has to know about it. Come on, Mom, it's not fair of you to fuck Larry and not me."
He made a sudden grab for the covers and pulled them out of her hands, yanking them back and exposing her gorgeous naked body. Pam gasped and blushed even harder. Then he threw himself on top of her, pinning her down, and started kissing her clumsily. She could feel his steel-stiff cock poking urgently against her belly.
Pam had a sudden surge of hot lust. A stiff cock always did that to her. All she had to do was see one or feel one, and she wanted it in her cunt. Helplessly she imagined pulling down Bobby's pajamas, letting him sink down between her thighs, taking his swollen cock and inserting it in her greedy little twat. She creamed furiously, soaking her pussy. She knew she was losing her self-control rapidly.
She wanted to tell him to quit, but he was kissing her hard, muffling her words. He was kissing her very awkwardly, too, and she remembered that her youngest son had absolutely no experience with girls. He'd never dated, never been kissed, and had no idea how to to make love. She really ought to do him a favor and teach him a few things.
They wouldn't fuck. Absolutely not. Pam firmly vowed that this time she wouldn't go all the way. She'd just give the boy a few lessons, show him how to make out with a girl without making a fool of himself. She'd be doing him some good that way. Then she'd send him off to bed.
"Bobby," she said, finally managing to free her mouth, "I'm not going to go all the way with you, and that's final. But I'd like to teach you a few things."
"like what?" he pouted, angry about her refusal to give him what she'd given his brother.
"like how to kiss," Pam said.
Bobby didn't think that was much, but it was better than nothing-and it might possibly lead to more. "Okay," he said, "show me. What was I doing wrong?"
"It'll be easier to show you than to tell you," Pam replied, taking his head in her hands and drawing him down for a kiss.
Bobby damned near shot his load. He realized he hadn't had any idea how to kiss or how exciting it could be. His mom showed him that. She didn't kiss him hard, just firmly, and she darted her slippery hot tongue in and out of his mouth. That naughty tickling action turned him on like crazy. He was panting when they finally came up for air.
"Oh, wow," he exclaimed.
"Get the idea?" Pam grinned.
"Yeah, I sure do," he said.
"Okay, now you try it," she said.
Bobby kissed her just the way she'd kissed him, wickedly darting his tongue between her lips, doing it fast, getting her very excited. The kid was a good learner. Of course he found the subject very interesting. Pam gave him a smile of approval when he finally broke the steamy kiss.
"Very good, Bobby," she said. "Now let's see how you handle this."
She took his hands and set them on her naked tits. Bobby's cock gave a lursty lurch against her belly. Her stiff nipples poked against his palms. He moaned excitedly and began to squeeze the big hot melons of flesh, his cock throbbing hard and beginning to drool.
"Not too hard," Pam coached him. "A girl is very sensitive there. Mmmmmmmm, yes, that's better."
She taught him just how to squeeze and mold her tits, how to caress her nipples with his thumbs. Then his instincts took over, and he dipped his head down, stuck out his tongue, and began licking the rigid rosy nubs. Pam moaned her delight, and her own instincts led her to reach up and cup and squeeze his ass.
"Yessss, baby, that's very nice," she cried.
Bobby felt her stiff nipples throbbing against his lapping tongue, and he felt the heat of her hands through his pajamas as she squeezed his ass. He was so excited, he was almost coming. He was so close to her cunt, so close to his goal. All he'd have to do was whisk his trunks down, slide down between her thighs, and cram his prick into her.
But he didn't, knowing she wasn't ready yet. She still had some ridiculous idea about it being wrong for them to fuck, even though she'd fucked his brother that very afternoon. But he was going to be patient and keep trying to turn her on. He had a feeling she was getting horny, letting her guard down.
"Mmmmm, honey, that's so nice," she breathed as he lashed his hot wet tongue all over the long rigid nubs of her nipples.
"Teach me some more things, Mom," he said. "Show me how to turn on girls."
"Well, I really shouldn't," Pam laughed, "but as long as we're at it, I guess I could teach you a couple more things."
She took his hand and slipped it down between her legs. Again Bobby just missed shooting his load. He was touching a pussy for the first time, and it was really exciting. He felt searing-hot flesh that was slippery and pulsating. It was fringed by very soft hairs, and it was wet with oozing thick cream.
"Feel this," Pam said, running the tip of his index finger over a firm little button of flesh. "That's my clit. That's the most sensitive place a girl has. Just rub it like this."
She showed him how she liked her clit to be stroke, gently but steadily, with the rimming tip of his finger. He rolled off her so she could see what he was doing. That tiny hooded shaft of pink flesh poked out of the dark fur of her bush. She was gurgling happily as he stroked it.
"Mmmmmm, yes, just like that, honey," she sighed, "it feels wonderful."
"Could I get a girl off this way?" Bobby asked eagerly.
"You sure could," Pam gurgled.
"Let me get you off, Mom," he said, his voice almost croaky with longing.
Pam didn't say anything, but she wasn't resisting him, either. She just lay back, her eyes hot and half-closed, and let him masturbate her. She let her legs fall open wider, and now the horny kid could see her whole pussy, wet and red and gleaming. She was breathing hard and moaning softly as he worked her toward climax.
Cream was coming out of her cunt in hot spurts, soaking his finger. He stared at her cuntal opening in fascination. That was where he wanted to stick his cock, right in the smoldering depths of that creaming little hole. That was where Larry had had his cock, sawing it stiffly in and out while Mom moaned and told him how great it felt.
Bobby felt more determined than ever to fuck her. He just wasn't going to take no for an answer, because that would be totally unfair. He wasn't going to be a virgin when he left this room, and that was that. He rimmed her clit faster, getting very excited as he thought about fucking her.
"Ooooo, baby, yessss," she squealed, "do it faster, I'm ready for it now!"
Bobby obediently zipped his finger around and around the wildly pulsating shaft of her joy button, and she closed her eyes and sailed toward orgasm. Her teeth flashed in a lusty grimace, and she was clawing the sheet. It aroused him violently to know that he was about to bring her off.
"Unnnhhhh, Bobby, I'm almost there," she moaned. "I'm gonna have you do something different now. Stick your middle finger in my cunt, jerk it up and down."
Bobby eagerly obeyed, easing his middle finger into that inviting little hole, pistoning it in and out just as he'd seen his brother's cock doing. It turned out that this was exactly what Mom wanted, an imitation cock. She moaned in bliss and soaked his finger with molten cream.
"Yes, baby, that's it," she whimpered, "just a little more, make me come."
Dizzily Pam realized how outrageous she was being and how wickedly she was arousing the horny kid. But she just couldn't control herself, she was so horny, so desperate for an orgasm. It had been several hours since she and Larry had made love, and her lust was back in full force. If she could just get off, then maybe she could think straight.
"Hard, Bobby, give it to me as hard as you can," she moaned.
Bobby gave her what she wanted, a stiff furious finger-fuck. It took her only a few seconds after that to fly into orbit, her body wracked by violent orgasmic convulsions. Bobby felt her twat clamping hard around his finger, then soaking it with torrents of boiling come.
"Unnnnhhhhh, my God, yesssssss," Pam groaned, "I'm coming, honey, unnnnhhhh!"
Bobby's self-control snapped at that point. It seemed like everybody in this house was getting off except him. It seemed insane to be fucking his mother with his finger when he could fuck her with his cock. Growling with lust, he whipped off his pajamas. While Pam still convulsed helplessly in her hot orgasm, he threw himself onto her and started hammering his stiff prick against her juice-slick pussy.
"Honey, noooo," she moaned.
Too late. Just then Bobby hit the target, his steel-stiff cock plunging deep and hard into her spasming cunt. For a second he blissed out, losing his cherry, feeling his cock sheathed in a velvety hot cunt for the first time. Then her convulsing cunt squeezed his dick almost flat, sucking hard at it-and the unbearably horny teenager shot his load.
"Unnnhhhh, fuck, awwwwww!" he bawled.
Pam's climax was prolonged and intensified by that sizzling flood of come. She had always loved feeling Vic sizzle his load into her, flooding her womb. Now she gurgled delightedly as their youngest son fired blast after blast of molten jizz into the depths of her twat. But Bobby looked far from delighted when he'd finished.
"Shit," he groaned, "I hardly even got in before I came."
"You'd better go to bed now, Bobby," Pam said soothingly. "We'll discuss this when we're both more calm."
"No," he said stubbornly, "I'm not leaving till I've really fucked you, Mom."
He grabbed her and hung onto her so she couldn't wriggle loose from his embrace. He pinned her down and held her there. His cock was still fully lodged in her cunt, and in a few seconds she could feel it swelling. That was what finally did her in. She was so aroused as she felt his meat mushrooming inside her, she couldn't control herself.
She should have known that one climax wouldn't be enough to satisfy her hot lust. She was greedy for all the orgasms she could get. And with that stiffening teenage cock inside her, she just had to indulge herself one more time. She creamed heavily around his prick as it swelled to its full size once again.
"Please, Mom," he said hoarsely, "please let me fuck you, just like Larry did. Be fair."
"Okay, honey," Pam gurgled, "but it has to be our secret."
"I'll never tell anybody," he cried.
Pam bent her legs and spread them wide. The kid gave a yelp of delight and started fucking her fast and hard, letting his lust carry him away. Pam lay there gurgling with pleasure as she got a good stiff fucking from her youngest son. She couldn't deny it-she loved to fuck, she could never get enough of it.
"Yessss, honey, yesssss," she hissed.
It was at that moment that Andy looked through the keyhole and saw them. During their TV show, Larry had dozed off, and Andy decided it was the perfect opportunity to sneak upstairs and make out with Mom. It had been twenty-four hours now since they'd first fucked, and he was eager for another hot session in her king-size bed.
He slipped off his shoes and padded silently away, leaving Larry snoring. He got upstairs and noticed that Bobby's bedroom door was open. He went to close it so the sleeping kid wouldn't hear anything he shouldn't, but he saw that the room was empty, the bed unused. He checked the bathroom, and there was nobody there, either.
Frowning, Andy tiptoed to his mother's room, knelt, and looked through the keyhole. Now he knew where Bobby was.
Bobby was grinning like a maniac and plowing his stiff cock in and out of their mom's cunt. They were both naked, Bobby kneeling between her eagerly splayed thighs and fucking up a storm, while Pam lay there grinning and gurgling, obviously loving it.
"Ohhhhh, yes, honey, fuck me good and hard," she moaned, "I love it that way, Bobby."
Andy broke into big grin. Maybe he should feel jealous, but he didn't. For one thing, he'd always had a protective attitude towards his youngest brother, and he liked to see the kid doing well. The kid was doing very well right now. And for another thing, he found that it turned him on hotly to spy on other people making love. He felt his balls swelling, his cock hardening, as he watched.
"Ooooo, Bobby, honey, you're doing it to me so good," Mom moaned, her pretty face contorted with lust. "I love the way you're fucking me, baby."
Bobby looked proud, and Andy couldn't blame him. He was fucking a beautiful big-titted mature woman, and she was loving it. He was getting her aroused like mad, and she was letting him know it. As his excitement mounted, he fucked her faster and faster, and she responded with hoarse wails of delight. Andy knew their mom loved being fucked hard, and Bobby was giving her just what she wanted.
His crotch swelled and his jeans tented obscenely as he watched his kid brother hammering his rigid prick in their mom's juicy little fuck hole. Andy knew how great that felt. He knew how hot and velvety and juicy it was in that little tunnel, and he wanted to stick his cock in there right now. But obviously he was going to have to wait his turn.
Mom would have to give him a turn. When he walked in there and caught her in the act of fucking her youngest kid, she wasn't going to have much of a choice. Andy unzipped his jeans and liberated his engorged drooling prick, getting it ready for the delicious hot action ahead. It looked as if he wasn't going to have to wait much longer.
"Awwww, fuck, awwww," Bobby bawled as he hammered his prick into Mom's twat with lightning speed.
"Yes, baby, give it to me," Pam sobbed, "fuck me as hard as you can."
Bobby was no longer kneeling. He was flat on her now, digging his pistoning cock into her as deep as he could. His eyes were tightly closed, his face twisted in a horny grimace, as he hurtled toward release. Pam's eyes were shut in ecstasy also as she took his jackhammering cock. She threw her legs around his humping back and locked them there.
"Ooooo, shit, I love it, ooooo," she howled.
Andy's cock gave a stiff wag and dripped hot cream onto the floor. He knew that he could come like gangbusters if he just gave his prick a couple of strokes, but he was saving that hard-on for his mother's hot little pussy. He was grinning broadly as he watched mother and son fuck at each other like a couple of rutting animals.
"Unnnhhh, shit, Mom, I'm gonna come," Bobby groaned.
"Yes, baby, do it to me, cream me," Pam sobbed.
She knew the hot blast of his jizz would trigger a violent orgasm in the depths of her cunt. A second later he yelped and began shooting his load. Sure enough, the dizzling flood of come set her off. Her body was shaken by powerful spasms, Bobby's cock soared by her spurting come-juice.
"Awwwwwww, fuck, shit, aaagggghhhhh!" Bobby yelled.
Andy stood up and quietly opened the door, easing himself inside. He walked within ten feet of the bed and stood there watching his mother and brother climax, his cock poking stiffly and obscenely out of his pants. Pam was the first to see him. As she came down from her orgasm, she gave a happy sigh, opened her eyes, and froze.
The first thing she saw was another stiff cock. She gawked at it, and then her eyes traveled slowly upwards. She took in Andy's grinning face.
"Hi, Mom," he leered, "having fun?"
CHAPTER SEVEN
Bobby's eyes snapped open, and he exclaimed, "Hey, Andy, don't you know how to knock? This is a pretty poor time to come barging in here."
"Sorry about that, kid," Andy grinned, "but you're not the only one who's been making it with Mom. I just came by for my turn."
Bobby gawked at him, then at Pam. "Hey, Mom," he cried. "I knew you were making it with Larry, but you didn't tell me you were fucking Andy, too."
Now it was Andy's turn to gawk. "You've been fucking Larry?" he cried. "Since when?"
Pam blushed deeply. It seemed she didn't have any secrets from her kids any more. Not only that, but the boys' astonishment made it all too clear what she'd done. She'd fucked every one of her sons, committed incest with all three of them. There was no way she could deny that, so she wasn't even going to try.
"That's right," she said, "I've gotten it on with Larry, too. It makes sense to share, doesn't it?"
"Sure," Andy grinned, "I don't see anything wrong with that, do you, Bobby?"
"Naw, I guess not," Bobby smiled.
"Great, then you won't mind running along while I have my turn, will you?" Andy grinned.
"Wrong," Bobby grinned back. "I got a hunch you were spying on us through the keyhole, big brother. You got off on watching us, right?"
"That's right," Andy chuckled. "So?"
"So I get off on watching, too," Bobby said. "That's why I'm gonna stay and watch while you guys get it on."
Andy laughed indulgently. He could never stay mad at the kid, and Bobby had a pretty good argument. "Okay, suit yourself," he said, starting to undress.
Pam hadn't said much so far, because she was thinking over the situation, trying to figure out how she should react to this new turn of events. It had been one thing to fuck the boys separately and privately, but now it was turning into a mini-orgy, one son making love to her while another watched. She wondered if she was really up for that.
On the other hand, she'd already had an audience without realizing it. She knew now that almost every time she'd fucked one of the boys, another had been looking through the keyhole. The only difference now was that the observer would be right beside them on the big bed. Still, the whole setup seemed pretty kinky.
She watched Andy as he quickly removed his clothes. Seeing Andy naked, with a stiff cock, was what started the whole thing for her, she recalled. She'd never forget looking through the bathroom keyhole, watching him jack off, and getting so unbearably aroused that she had to fuck him. He was having the same effect on her right now as he climbed naked onto the bed, his rigid prick taut and drooling.
Why fight it? The boys loved fucking her, and she loved fucking them. It wasn't as if she'd done it on purpose, either. Vic had walked out on her, a total surprise, leaving her without the regular and good sex she was used to. She had to do something about her needs, and the answer was right here at home-three perpetually horny teenage boys who just happened to be her sons.
"Let's do it doggy style, Mom," Andy suggested with an eager grin.
"Okay, honey," Pam smiled.
No, she wasn't going to fight it or protest, and she wasn't going to make any more speeches about incest. The kids weren't impressed, and it was obvious that she didn't really believe what she was saying. She always ended up fucking them, no matter how much she protested. The time for pretending was over. Eagerly she rolled into a crouch.
On her elbows and knees, she stuck out her shapely little ass and waited, panting, for Andy to get into position behind her. She shivered with lusty anticipation when he grasped her hips, and she moaned delightedly when he socked the fat hard head of his cock into her juicy cunt mouth. She felt her pussy lips being stretched wide as he began pushing into her.
"Ohhhhh, yes, Andy, get into me," she moaned, "give me every inch of that big thing."
"You better believe I will," he leered.
He went into her slowly but steadily, and she knew he was putting on a show for his brother. Bobby had moved in close to watch, his eyes locked excitedly on his big brother's blue-veined boner as it glided into Pam's juicy cunt. Pam felt doubly aroused. Not only was she taking the stiff cock she craved, it turned her on in a kinky way to have someone watching.
She clawed the bed and gurgled with delight as Andy steadily crammed her with his hot throbbing prick. She creamed helplessly, the molten cream spurting out around his cock and running down her legs. Finally he touched bottom, and they both moaned with excitement.
"You got it all now, Mom," he announced hoarsely.
"I feel it, honey," she gurgled, "it feels so damned good. Fuck me now, baby, fuck my pussy real good."
Andy gave a lusty snort and began pistoning his rock-hard boner in her juice-slick pussy. His reaming cock made an obscene sucking noise as it forced the thick cream from her smoldering depths. Pam's pretty face twisted with lust, and she clawed the bed and whimpered with pleasure. Crouching close by them, Bobby watched open-mouthed, thrilled at being so close to the action.
Pam's youngest son found plenty of exciting things to watch. He ogled his mother's ripe heavy tits, which swayed back and forth with the impact of Andy's rough fucking. He watched Pam's lust-contorted face as she squealed and moaned her pleasure.
But the most exciting thing of all was watching his big brother's thick blue-veined cock slamming in and out of their mom's juicy little fuck hole. That turned Bobby on like crazy, and he found himself pretending it was him, not Andy, who was doing it to her. His tireless prick began to stiffen and swell into yet another hard-on.
Andy glanced over and saw that his kid brother's cock was rising stiffly. "You like watching, kid?" he chuckled.
"I sure do," Bobby said without a trace of embarrassment. "I did it once before, and I really got off on it."
"Oh, you mean when Larry was fucking Mom?" Andy asked.
"Yeah," Bobby grinned, "I got so turned on, I shot my load all over the door." Then he glanced at Pam and added quickly, "But don't worry, Mom, I cleaned it all up."
Pam really wasn't all that interested in housecleaning, not just then, anyhow. Andy was fucking her deeply and swiftly, giving her the thorough reaming and red-hot friction she loved. Each deep thrust of his cock gave her a blast of pleasure that made her moan and cream. She soaked his pistoning prick with the molten liquid, and it overflowed her crammed box and gushed down her legs.
"Unnnhhhhh, honey, that's so good," she gurgled.
"It sure as hell is," Andy grinned.
While he fucked her stiffly and eagerly, and while Bobby watched and got hornier by the second, they all forgot about Larry. Downstairs on the couch, the middle Webber brother was waking up with a hard-on. A little dazed after his nap, Larry rubbed his eyes and wondered what was going on.
Gradually it all came back to him. Mom and Bobby had gone to bed, leaving him and Andy to watch a TV show. Now Andy was gone, too. The set was on, turned low, showing the news. Larry stumbled to his feet and turned it off. He remembered that he'd been having some very sexy dreams while he napped. Maybe that was why his cock felt like a steel rod.
He smiled as he recalled the dreams. In all of them his partner had been his gorgeous blonde mother, moaning with delight as he fucked her, or making muffled noises of excitement while she went down on him. Larry really wanted to end the evening by making it with her in real life.
She'd probably be asleep by now, and she might not like being waked up. But he'd check, and maybe he'd be lucky. He went quietly upstairs, not wanting to wake his brothers, and made his way to the door of the" master bedroom. Even before he got there he knew his mother wasn't asleep. He could hear her squeals and moans even through the closed door. He was familiar with those noises, and he felt his jealousy flaring up. Now he was sure he knew where Andy was.
He dropped to his knees and peered through the keyhole. He got quite a surprise. Andy was there, all right-but was their kid brother, Bobby! Andy was fucking Mom doggie style, and Bobby was right there beside them, naked, watching the action with wide excited eyes. Everybody was in on the party except Larry.
"What the hell?" he muttered.
He got red-faced with jealousy. It just wasn't fair for the rest of them to get together for some fun and not invite him. He wasn't going to stand for it. He was going to march right in there and demand his rights. Glaring, Larry jumped up and flung open the door with a crash.
They all gawked at him. Andy was caught with his stiff cock halfway into their mother's juicy little twat, while Bobby froze with his fist around his engorged boner. Larry advanced into the room, fists clenched, looking mad as hell. He strode right up to the edge of the bed.
"Hey, how come you guys didn't invite me to this party?" he demanded.
"Larry, honey, I was just going to call you," Pam lied. She went on smoothly, "I'm a little busy right now, but as soon as Andy and I finished I was going to send him to look for you."
'That's right," Andy said quickly, "I was gonna go see if you were still napping."
Larry's glare started to fade, and Pam said soothingly, "So why don't you just take off your clothes and join us, dear?"
"Well, all right," Larry said, breaking into a grin.
Pam breathed a sigh of relief. She hated it when the boys got into their brotherly fights and arguments. Now everything was cool, and to keep them happy, all she had to do was fuck all three of them in a row. To the desperately love-starved housewife, that didn't seem like a chore at all.
Andy renewed his grip on her slim hips and went back to pistoning his engorged dick deep into her boiling twat. She whimpered with pleasure and clawed fistfuls of bedsheet. Bobby sat close by them, watching, and he was pumping his swollen prick in his fist. As if that wasn't excitement enough, Pam could watch her middle son stripping.
like his brothers, Larry was lean and hard-muscled. He was a handsome, sexy guy like his father. And his cock was so engorged, it hardly moved as he removed his clothes. When he was naked, he got up on the bed and drew close to watch Andy fucking their mother. His eyes soon got hot and glazed with horniness, and his rigid prick began to drool big thick bubbles of cream.
"Don't take all night, man," he said hoarsely to Andy. "I need a turn with her real bad."
"I can dig it," Andy panted, "but this is something you don't wanta rush, okay?"
"Okay," Larry sighed.
Andy was right, it wasn't fair to ask him to hurry. But it was practically killing Larry to watch. He wanted it to be his cock, not Andy's, that was hammering in and out of their mom's tight and slippery pussy hole. He wanted to ream her juicy hot depths with his stiff boner and explode his sizzling load against her womb.
But Andy didn't look like he was going to come very soon. He was fucking her slowly, deeply, savoring the feeling and taking his time. It could be a very long wait. Maybe their kid brother had the right idea. Bobby was jacking off like a fiend.
"Aren't you gonna wait for your turn, kid?" Larry asked.
Flushed and panting, Bobby shook his head. "I can't," he gasped, "I'm too horny. And besides, I already had my turn, before you guys got here."
Larry could definitely relate to the part about being too horny. He wrapped his fingers around his nearly-exploding cock and started pumping it. He urgently needed to get off, and by now he wasn't going to be particular about how he did it. like Bobby, he focused on Andy's plowing cream-soaked cock while he jacked off.
"Unnnhhhh, fuck me harder now, honey," Pam was moaning, "make me come."
Andy snorted with lust and speeded up his fucking, his flat belly smacking loudly against her ass. Pam wailed with delight and renewed her grip on the bedsheet. Thick hot cream was pouring from her cunt and gushing down her thighs. Her face was pink with lust, her eyes rolling, as Andy hammered her to the brink of orgasm.
"Oooooo, shit, baby, that's so good," she whimpered. "Keep fucking me real hard, don't stop."
While Andy pounded her with his fat swollen prick, she glanced around and saw that her other two sons were watching avidly and masturbating. They sat on either side of her, their eyes focused hotly on Andy's jerking prick, their fists keeping time with his rhythm.
The scene turned Pam on like crazy. Not even in her wildest fantasies had she been part of a kinky scene like this one. She'd never even dreamed of being fucked by one guy while two others watched and jacked off. And of course in this case the guys were her three sons. She felt insanely aroused, and she creamed furiously and steadily. She rocketed to the brink of orgasm and hovered there, greedily prolonging the excitement.
"Unnnhhh, shit, honey, that big cock feels so good," she cried shamelessly.
Bobby was practically coming, and Larry wasn't far behind him. Andy glanced from side to side and saw how aroused his brothers were and how frantically they were pumping their cocks. He felt kind of like a hog for taking up the only pussy available and keeping it so long. He wished there was a way for all three brothers to get off in their mother's steamy little twat.
And now that he thought about it, there was. "Hey, you guys," he exclaimed, "I've got an idea. You're just about to get off, aren't you, Bobby?'
"Shit, yes," Bobby groaned.
"Okay, take my place," Andy said, "and then I'll take over again. Same with you, Larry."
"Oh, I get it," Larry leered. "Terrific idea, Andy."
"Yeah, thanks, Andy," Bobby cried.
Nobody had consulted Pam, but she wasn't complaining. She thought about taking three stiff adolescent cocks in a row, and she shivered with excitement. If that experience didn't satisfy her lust, nothing would. She clawed the bed and moaned with eagerness as Andy pulled his cream-soaked prick from her cunt and made way for his youngest brother.
Panting, bobby got behind her, grasped her hips, and socked his rock-hard cock at the easily visible target of her cunt. He missed. He tried again and missed again, his stiff boner slipping and skidding on the slippery flesh of her gash. He cussed loudly, while his two older brothers smothered their laughter.
"Shit," he groaned, "I can't seem to hit the hole."
"Here, honey, I'll help," Pam said.
She took pity on him, but she was also in desperate need of a hard cock. She reached back, fisted his throbbing boner, and stuffed it into her famished cuntal tube. She let go, and Bobby gave a delighted whoop and pushed the rest of the way into her. He groaned happily as he felt his meat sheathed in the searing-hot velvety flesh.
"Awwww, yeah, fantastic!" he cried.
Gripping her hips tightly, he began to fuck into her with lightning speed, too crazily aroused to be gentle. But Pam didn't mind one bit. She wailed with delight and creamed all over his jackhammering cock. She loved to be fucked fast, and her son's greedy hammering was bringing her quickly to climax.
"Oooooo, shit, baby," she gasped, "that's it, I'm coming, whaahhhhh!"
Bobby had meant to have a longer turn, to prove his staying power. But as she climaxed, Pam's cunt squeezed his prick hard and sucked at it strongly, drawing the jizz right out of his balls. He felt the molten come sizzling up his cock, and he yelled in ecstasy.
"Awwwww, fuck, shit, I'm coming!" he cried.
Larry and Andy exchanged grins as the kid hammered his boiling load into their mother's womb, his face beet red and twisted with lust. They'd figured the over-excited boy wouldn't last long. But in time he'd learn to prolong his pleasure. Tonight his brothers were glad he'd gotten off so fast. It meant they could have their turns sooner.
"Shit," Bobby sighed as he pulled his dripping fuck tool from Pam's hot creamy cunt, "I always come so fast."
"You'll get better at that," Andy promised.
"Right," Larry said impatiently, "now move out of the way, okay? It's my turn."
Bobby hopped aside, and Larry immediately took his place, kneeling behind Pam and ogling the come-oozing mouth of her cunt. He placed the engorged purple head of his prick between her fur-fringed cuntal lips and began gliding his meat into her going slowly, savoring the sensation.
"Oooooo, honey, yessss," Pam hissed, "get that big thing into me."
She'd just finished coming, but already she was welcoming another rigid boner in her greedy twat. One orgasm only seemed to whet her appetite for another. She soaked Larry's advancing prick with rush after rush of molten cream, and when he finally touched bottom, cramming her full, she whimpered with delight.
"You got it all now, Mom," he leered.
"Yes, baby, I feel it," Pam moaned, "and I love it."
With Bobby and Andy watching intently, Larry began to piston his swollen dick in her deliriously gripping wet box. like Bobby before him, he was just too wildly aroused to be slow or gentle. His flat belly smacked loudly against Pam's ass, and she had to grip the sheets or be knocked over by the impact of his fucking. But she loved his roughness.
"Yes, honey, yes," she groaned, "fuck it to me, Larry, fuck the living shit out of me."
Larry growled lustily and fucked into her even faster and harder. He'd intended to show Bobby how it ought to be done, how a guy could last awhile and get more pleasure, but he suddenly realized that he was right on the verge of climax. He'd gotten so turned on watching Andy fuck their mom, and he'd waited so long for his turn, that he just couldn't control himself.
Then, to make matters worse, he felt Pam's cunt tightening around his pistoning cock, sucking and squeezing. The red-hot friction brought both of them off a few seconds later. Pam sobbed in ecstasy as a second violent climax ripped through her body, and Larry yelled and filled her womb with his sizzling come.
"Unnnhhhh, honey, yesss, unnhhhhh!, , she cried.
"Awwwww, Christ," he bawled, "I'm coming!"
Bobby turned wonderingly to his oldest brother and said, "Larry didn't last very long, either, did he?"
"Nope," Andy said, grinning fiendishly, "I didn't think he would."
Fucked out, Larry tumbled to one side, and Andy instantly took his place. He groaned happily as he thrust his cock back where it belonged, into the velvety steam-heat of his mother's cunt. Pam, still quivering with the after-shocks of her orgasm, felt her lust boiling back as her eldest boy began to fuck her in quick, deep, hungry thrusts.
"Yes, honey, yessss," she gasped.
Andy had been amused by how fast his younger brothers shot their loads, but now he wasn't laughing any more, because the same thing was about to happen to him. The evening had been too stimulating for the horny teenager, and he just couldn't control his excitement. He fucked with lightning speed, moaning, rocketing out of control.
His hot excitement was catching. Greedily Pam tightened her cunt around his pile-driving cock and let the hot friction carry her to the edge of another violent orgasm. She waited till she felt the first hot rush of come from her son's squirting cock, then let herself go, sailing into body-wracking ecstasy.
"Awwwww, fuck, Mom, take my come!" Andy yelled.
"Yes, baby, cream me, whaaahhhhhh!" Pam howled.
Of course Andy got a lot of ribbing from his younger brothers when it was over. They couldn't resist pointing out that he'd shot his load just as fast as they'd shot theirs. But he took the kidding good-naturedly, and the three boys went off to bed chatting happily when Pam said it was time.
Then she lay alone in her king-size bed and thought about the incredible evening she'd had, fucking her three teenage sons one after the other. She was far beyond guilt by now. She was just enjoying herself and looking forward to the next round of fun. And, knowing her kids, she wouldn't have to wait very long.
CHAPTER EIGHT
After their exhausting evening of love-making, the family slept later than usual, and Larry and Bobby barely had a chance to grab some breakfast before hurrying off to work. Andy took his time, had a shower, helped his mother with a few tasks, and then it was time for him to leave, too.
Pam was getting so she hated to be left alone in the house. She went out and bought groceries, stretching out the trip as long as she could, and then she came home and pitched herself into some heavy housework. When she was too exhausted to do any more, she mixed a drink and flopped into her favorite chair.
Then she wished she hadn't chosen that place to sit. On the opposite wall was a big picture of her and Vic, taken recently. They had their arms around each other and looked very happy. That seemed like a million years ago to Pam. But she knew she still loved the guy-and she was as turned on as ever by his looks.
"Damn you, Vic," she sighed, "why'd you walk out on us?"
She still couldn't figure it. He was tremendously fond of his wife and sons, and he'd seemed perfectly happy, at least up to the time he lost his job at the factory. Pam shook her head wonderingly. She missed Vic in spite of everything, and she would have welcomed him back, no questions asked, if he'd walked in the door that minute.
Then she told herself she was being silly and sentimental. The guy had deserted his family. He'd walked out of their lives without even leaving a note, and he'd left them to fend for themselves. She stood up, downed her drink, and went to start dinner, firmly pushing all thoughts of her runaway husband from her mind.
The evening went as usual, up to a point.
After a big family dinner, the boys helped Pam wash up, and then they all went to sit in the living room and watch TV. Pam had her favorite chair, and the boys had theirs. It was about halfway through the first show that Pam realized she was getting horny.
That was ridiculous. Just last night she'd gotten the most thorough fucking a woman could hope to have. She'd taken on three lusty young males, three iron-hard cocks, one after the other. She'd lost track of how many times she came. So how on earth could she be feeling lusty again already?
Nevertheless, there it was, that hot ache between her legs, that juicy swelling sensation in her pussy. She began to wriggle in her chair, and she fought the urge to play with herself. Her cream was soaking through her panties, moistening the crotch of her jeans. She tried to take her mind off her mounting lust, but it was no use.
Apparently, though, she wasn't alone in her feelings. Bobby was shifting impatiently in his chair, and he kept glancing her way. Finally he got up with a determined look on his face, marched over to his mother, and blurted out, "Mom, I'm so horny, I can hardly stand it. Can we get it on?"
Pam blushed, and Larry and Andy burst out laughing. "Man," Andy cried, "you sure are subtle."
"Yeah, kid," Larry chuckled, "couldn't you even wait for a commercial?"
Bobby turned red but boldly went on, "Well, I can't help it. I just got to thinking about all the things we did last night, and look what happened."
He patted the fly of his jeans, where there was a huge hard bulge. Pam eyed that enticing lump and creamed right through her jeans. She didn't feel embarrassed any more. Bobby wanted to get it on, and so did she. So why not help each other out? Let Larry and Andy laugh if they wanted to.
"Come here, honey," she purred, slipping down to the soft fuck rug and holding out her arms to Bobby.
"Hey, all right," he cried.
They embraced eagerly and exchanged a deep steamy tongue kiss. Larry and Andy exchanged looks, and then they weren't laughing any more. Their flies started to swell as they watched their kid brother rolling around on the rug with their sexy big-titted mother. Finally Bobby and Pam came up for air, and she reached for the zipper of his jeans.
Larry and Andy turned down the TV and moved closer to watch the more interesting entertainment. Mom was removing Bobby's jeans, and he wasn't wearing shorts. His stiff cock snapped to attention as it escaped the tight confinement. Mom bent low over him, fisted his prick, and began pumping it. Bobby gave a groan of bliss, and hot cream started oozing from his piss hole.
"Ahhhh, yeah, Mom, play with my cock," he sighed.
While she pumped his prick, he tugged off his t-shirt and tossed it aside. He was completely naked now, Pam fully dressed. But that state of affairs didn't last for long. Larry and Andy crawled over and began removing her clothes. Pam shivered lustily as they got rid of her blouse, jeans, bra and panties.
Now she was naked, pumping her youngest son's stiff and throbbing boner. Andy reached for her heavy hot tits and began squeezing and molding them, while Larry moved behind her and slid a hand between her legs. She moaned and creamed heavily as he eased his thick middle finger into her cunt and started jerking it in cock-like motions.
"Ohhhh, my God, yessss," the lusty housewife breathed.
It was hard to imagine a more kinky scene. Here she was stark naked with all three of her sons, stimulated by each of them in different ways. Bobby's cock throbbed against her stroking fingers. Andy's hot hands eagerly caressed her sensitive tits and thumbed her nipples into long erect nubs. Larry pistoned his stiff finger up and down in her greedy juice-slick twat, bringing her quickly to a fever pitch of lust.
"Why don't you boys take off your clothes, too?" she gurgled.
"Does this mean we're gonna have a party?" Andy leered.
"Ummmm-hmmm," Pam purred, "unless, of course, you'd like to go back to watching TV."
"Fuck TV," Larry said. There were murmurs of agreement from his brothers.
The two older boys quickly stripped, then got back to playing with her tits and pussy. Pam saw that their cocks were stiff, too, and that made her wildly excited. Just like last night, she was going to have one stiff cock after another to suck or fuck. A horny woman couldn't ask for more than that.
"Want me to go down on you, honey?" she asked Bobby.
"Oh, yeah, Mom, that'd be great," he cried.
Bobby loved anything his beautiful sexy mom did to him, but he especially got off on having her suck his prick and eat his come. He shivered delightedly now as she bent even lower over him, her hot moist breath fanning his meat. Firmly fisting the base of his cock, she stuck out her tongue and started licking the cream-oozing head.
"Ahhhh, yeah, that feels great," Bobby moaned.
Andy suddenly moved, flopping down on his back beside his youngest brother and giving his mom and undisguised leer. "How about bringing some of that good stuff over here, lady?" he grinned.
"You mean go down on both of you at once?" Pam laughed.
"No, all three of us," Larry said, lying down on the other side of Bobby.
"You guys have to be kidding," Pam giggled.
"Aw, come on, Mom, give it a try," Andy begged.
Pam eyed the three stiff-standing cocks. They all had thick cream oozing down them, delicious salty juice for her to eat. Three tasty cocks, all in a row-she just couldn't resist. Drooling, she crouched so that she straddled Bobby's legs and could swing her head far to either side, bringing all three rigid creaming pricks within range of her hungry lips and tongue.
She stuck out her tongue and started lashing it from side to side, from Larry's drooling prick, across Bobby's, and over to Andy's. The boys yelped with delight, and Pam gurgled excitedly as she tasted three different pricks in one sweep of her tongue. This crazy experiment just might work!
"Mmmmmm, yesss," she gurgled, bringing her tongue back the other way, lashing all three cock heads.
The boys were moaning and panting with excitement as her hot juicy tongue whipped the sensitive heads of their cocks and lapped up their cream. Pam couldn't help thinking what a bizarre and kinky scene they presented, the naked mother crouched over her boys and greedily lapping up the juice from their stiff-standing cocks. It was a damned good thing nobody would ever find out about this little orgy.
As she went on greedily licking her sons' pricks, Pam was blissfully unaware that her husband Vic had just gotten off a city bus a block away. Lugging his baggage, he made his way to the house and entered through the back door, not wanting to disturb the family's traditional evening of TV. His homecoming could wait.
Vic was glad to be back. He'd gotten tired of being out of work, worried that his unemployment would run out, ashamed that he couldn't support his family. Finally he'd decided to take desperate measures. He'd decided to go on the road looking for work and not to come back till he'd found a good job.
Now he could come home with pride. He'd gotten a super job in a neighboring state and was ready to move Pam and the boys to a nice new house. He could hardly wait to tell them the good news. He decided just to peek into the living room and see what they were doing. He opened the connecting door just a crack and took a look.
"Holy shit," he gasped.
He must be seeing things. He ducked back into the kitchen, rubbed his eyes, then looked again. No, he hadn't been hallucinating. He really had seen Pam and the kids, all of them stark naked, engaged in some kind of orgy. Pam was crouching over the supine boys, licking then-cocks, while they grinned like fiends.
"Do it faster, Mom," Andy panted. "Ahhhh, yeah, that feels fantastic."
"Too bad she can't suck us all at the same time," Bobby laughed.
"Yeah," Larry agreed, "but she could do it one at a time, real fast. How about that, Mom?"
"Mmmmmm, sounds interesting," Pam leered.
Her voice was husky and horny, the way Vic had heard it so many times when they'd made love. Just hearing that special sexy tone in her voice made his cock start to stiffen. He'd really missed the great sex they had together, and he could hardly wait to get his pretty wife into bed. Only it appeared that Pam was busy right now.
He watched in a mixture of shock and lust as she opened her lips wide and slid them down the rigid shaft of Larry's cock. Larry groaned and shivered blissfully as she sheathed his meat in the velvety steam of her mouth. Then her head bobbed up and down, her stretched lips zipping over the saliva-soaked shaft of the boy's cock. Her cheeks were drawn in sharply as she sucked the delicious cream from his piss hole.
Watching her, Vic tried to feel jealous and outraged, but all he felt was excitement. Maybe he was weird, but he really didn't mind the idea of sharing Pam with the boys, and he sure as hell got off on watching them. His cock swelled to its full dimensions, straining against the fly of his jeans, and he began to breathe heavily.
He really couldn't get angry at Pam for making it with the kids, because in a way it was his fault. He'd walked out without an explanation, leaving her high and dry. She had no man, and she was used to regular loving. She'd turned to the most available men, her own teenage sons, and Vic couldn't blame her.
In fact he was glad she'd kept it in the family. It would be easier for him to ease his way back into the picture. He watched with mounting arousal as she sucked Larry's stiff cock and gobbled his juice. Pretty soon maybe she'd be doing those nice things to him.
"Mmmmmm, mmmmm," Pam was moaning as she savored Larry's hot cock cream.
"Awwwww, yeah, Mom, that feels fantastic," Larry groaned, "don't stop."
But she did stop just a moment later, popping her wet lips off his engorged and gleaming prick. "Bobby's turn," she grinned.
Larry groaned in frustration, but she moved on over and brought her mouth down around the rigid drooling cock of her youngest son. Pam knew she was being a tease, but there was a reason for it. She wanted to get all three boys wildly aroused, so horny that they'd do anything she wanted. Because what she wanted was pretty kinky.
She'd been thinking, while she sucked Larry's cock, how nice it would be if she could take on all three boys at the same time. And then it dawned on her that just possibly she could. It was an experiment she wanted to try. But the boys weren't too good at sharing things, and they might object to her plan. So she'd get them as worked up as possible before she revealed it to them.
"Awwww, shit, Mom, that's great," Bobby yelped as she brought her scorching wet mouth down around his painfully swollen prick and began to suck it.
She made a hungry and obscene sucking noise that Vic could hear clearly even across the room. It made his cock throb hard and try to fight its way out of his pants. He could really go for one of Pam's expert blow-jobs right now. He wanted to feel her velvety wet mouth around his meat.
But he was just going to have to wait his turn, he'd arrived last on the scene, with three guys ahead of him. Luckily he didn't mind the wait, he was having such a great time spying. He'd never watched others getting it on before, and it was driving him wild. Eagerly he watched his cute blond wife coating their son's cock with hot spit.
"Jesus, yeah, I'm gonna come real quick," Bobby gasped.
Pam jerked her mouth off his cock. Just as she'd done with Larry, she abandoned him seconds before he shot his load, leaving him groaning with frustration. She jerked her head over and brought her wide-open mouth down around Andy's swollen blue-veined boner.
"Unnnnhhhh, fuck, yessss," he hissed.
Once more Pam's head bobbed vigorously up and down, golden hair flying, and she made those obscene wet slurping sounds as she suctioned the hot cream from a rigid teenage cock. Larry and Bobby watched, eating their hearts out, their rigid pricks drooling hot cream, their balls about to explode.
"Just a little more, Mom, please," Andy begged hoarsely, "I need to come so bad."
He should have known better than to say that, Vic thought. He'd hardly gotten the words out before Pam whipped her juicy mouth off his prick and left him writhing with thwarted lust. One by one she'd brought the boys to a fever pitch of excitement, only to draw back just before they shot their loads. Knowing Pam, there was a reason for her cruel actions, but what was it?
Andy was wondering the same thing. "Hey, come on, Mom," he snapped, "what's this shit about? I thought you were gonna get us off."
"I am, darling," Pam purred, "only not that way. I have an idea, something we haven't tried yet."
Scowls changed to eager grins, and Larry said, "Terrific, Mom, what is it?"
"You'll find out as we gp along," Pam smiled. "Just take my word for it-everybody is gonna get off this time, all of us together. Now, I want you to decide who's going to fuck me."
The boys looked confused, and Vic didn't blame them. He was confused, too. But after a whispered conference, they apparently decided to trust their mother and go along with her weird little game.
"Okay, Mom, I'm elected," Andy said.
"Just 'cause you're the oldest," Bobby grumbled.
"And the strongest," Larry added gloomily. "Don't pout, boys," Pam said. "There's going to be plenty of fun for everybody once we get going. Lie down on your back, Andy, in the middle of the bed."
Andy obeyed, and Pam straddled him, her knees hugging his hips and her juicy little cunt mouth poised right over the fat purple head of his cock. Vic was almost growling with horniness as he watched. Was Pam actually going to fuck her own kid? She touched the slippery flesh of her pussy to Andy's prick and teasingly rubbed it back and forth. Then she reached down, took his cock, and popped the engorged head into her cuntal opening. Vic almost came in his jeans.
"Ahhhhh, yeah, Mom, ahhhhh," Andy moaned ecstatically as she slid down the rigid impalement of his prick.
Vic was panting almost as loudly as his son while he watched Andy's thick boner spread Pam's cunt lips and glide into her body. She kept pushing downward wth her hips, taking more and more of his meat into her hot little cunt, till finally only his lightly-thatched balls showed. Her cream gushed out, coating the furry sacs.
"Unnnhhh, yessss," she breathed, "your cock feels so good in me, Andy."
Andy was grinning broadly, but his brothers weren't so delighted. Mom had said there'd be fun for everybody, but so far it was all for
Andy. She took his hands and set them on her waist, then used a lusty pistoning motion of her hips to show him just the speed and force she wanted. She let him take over, and he fucked into her in deep, slow, sensuous strokes.
"I'll do it as long as you want, Mom," Andy replied adoringly.
"Okay, Larry," Pam panted, "it's your turn to get in on the fun. Come around behind me and kneel there."
Looking puzzled, their middle son obeyed, straddling Andy's legs to get into position. His cock was stiff and ready and drooling, but he couldn't see anywhere to put it. Her little cuntal opening was crammed with his older brother's deeply pistoning cock. No way could she take a second cock into that tiny hole.
"Stick it in my ass, honey," she cried eagerly.
The boys gasped, and for the second time Vic almost came in his pants. This was something brand-new. He and Pam had never had anal intercourse before. He was wildly aroused by the idea. He had a hunch Pam had never tried it before, either, and that she was starting out with Larry's relatively slim teenage cock.
Getting over his surprise, Larry eyed the tiny puckered opening of her shitter, then pressed the cream-oozing head of his cock against the little hole. He pushed into her slowly, carefully, but steadily. Pam gurgled as her belly was filled with a second cock, her face becoming pink and contorted with lusty excitement.
"Unnnhhh, yes, honey, keep going," she cried hoarsely, "give me all of it."
"Awwwww, Christy it's tight," Larry cried excitedly.
"Hey, what about me, Mom?" Bobby demanded, practically bouncing up and down with frustration.
"Okay, honey, you can join us now," Pam said. "Stand in front of me, and I'll suck you off."
That did it for Vic. While their youngest boy got into position, straddling Andy's chest and rubbing his creaming cock tip over Pam's lips, Vic unzipped his jeans and hauled out his painfully engorged fuck tool. He just couldn't wait a second longer for relief. Fisting his wildly throbbing boner, he pumped it fast and urgently as Pam opened her mouth and took Bobby's stiff cock inside.
"Unnnhhh, shit, yes," Bobby yelped, "suck my cock, Mom, suck me off."
Pam was in business now, taking three stiff teenaged cocks at the same time. Vic watched her and pumped his prick like crazy. Pam suctioned the hot salty cream from Bobby's prick and gobbled it, moaning in ecstasy as her belly was reamed and crammed by two more rock-hard boners, one in her cunt and one in her asshole. She figured if this little experiment didn't give her all the cock she wanted, nothing would.
Vic watched those two blue-veined pricks hammering in and out of his wife's twat and brownie, watched her sliding her juicy lips up and down a third swollen boner. It was the most enticing thing he'd ever seen, and his lust for Pam boiled over. When the others came, he came right along with them.
"Eat it, Mom, eat my come!" Bobby yelped.
"Take it up your ass, Mom, unnnggghhh!" Larry groaned.
"Awwwww, fuck, I'm coming!" Andy howled.
Pam gave a muffled moan of ecstasy, and her big-titted body shuddered violently as the orgasm ripped through her. Vic groaned and jumped back just in time to spray his huge steaming load of jizz all over the back of the kitchen door. Then he zipped up, waited till all the howling and moaning in the next room had stopped, and made his entrance, striding into the room with a big grin.
"Hi, everybody," he boomed, "Dad's home."
CHAPTER NINE
They all gawked at him, and Pam muttered, "Oh, my God." Then she collected herself and said, "Vic, what in hell happened to you? Why'd you walk out on us like that?"
The boys started to chime in, and Vic held up his hands for silence. "Okay, everybody," he said, "I know you're pissed off about the way I behaved, and you've got every right to be mad. I guess I should have told you what I was up to. But I wasn't sure it would work."
"What do you mean, honey?" Pam asked.
"I was ashamed of myself," Vic said. "I couldn't find a job, couldn't support my own family. So I decided to hit the road and not come back till I found work. At least that'd be one less mouth to feed around here.
"Anyhow, I found a job, a damned good one, and we'll be moving to a new town as soon as we can get packed. I just hope you'll accept me back into the family, all of you."
Then they were jumping all over him, hugging him, letting him know that they wanted him back. Vic felt great relief. He also felt great horniness. Jacking off had only temporarily relieved his lust, and about all he could think of was getting Pam into their bedroom for a reunion. He ogled her gorgeous naked body and licked his lips.
"Hey, fellas," he said, "we can talk about everything in more detail tomorrow. Right now I'd like to be alone with your mother-if you get what I mean."
"Oh, we get it, Dad," Andy laughed. "But you saw what was going on here tonight. Is that okay with you?"
"Yes, honey," Pam put in, "better tell us right now how you feel about it."
"It's fine with me," Vic smiled. "I know why it happened, so I can't really complain. But, no, I'm not jealous. I figure it's just one more way for us to have fun as a family. So relax, guys. I'm gonna take your mother upstairs now. You can watch TV or something."
"Right, Dad," the boys chorused.
Vic and Pam went upstairs holding hands, pausing about every three steps to kiss. It took them about a million years to get to the top, the boys thought. Finally, however, they heard the master bedroom door closing, and then they hurried upstairs as fast and silently as they could. They all crept into the unoccupied guest room and into the walk-in closet.
That had been Andy's idea. He recalled that the closet connected with their folks' bedroom. All three boys could spy from there if they just eased the closet door open a little. Obviously they weren't going to stay downstairs and watch TV when there was a much better show going on upstairs.
As they got into position in the dark closet and eased the door open, Vic and Pam were standing in the bedroom kissing. It was a hungry deep tongue-kiss that went on and on. Vic cupped his wife's firm bare ass and caressed it, while Pam rubbed her hand over his crotch. Finally they came up for air, flushed and breathing hard.
"Forgive me for everything?" Vic smiled.
"Oh, of course, honey," Pam exclaimed. "I'm just glad you're back. I couldn't have made it without you."
He cupped her big hot tits and said wickedly, "Oh, I don't know about that. You and the boys seemed to be doing pretty well without me."
Pam blushed scarlet. "Honey, I'm sorry about that," she said, "but I was so horny, I just couldn't control myself."
"Hey, it's all right," Vic said, "I understand. Matter of fact, I got really turned on watching you. Got any of that good stuff left over for me?"
"All you can handle, mister," Pam leered.
She slipped out of his embrace and climbed onto the bed, taking a position that Vic had always enjoyed. She lay on her back, her gorgeous big tits standing up firm and stiff-nippled, and she bent one leg and moved it out sideways, showing him the juicy fur-fringed flesh of her pussy. Vic felt his balls swelling as he hastily took off his clothes.
He slid onto the bed and pulled Pam into another hot embrace. She reached down and fisted his big semi-hard prick and pumped it eagerly as they kissed. He slid a hand between her thighs and stroked the searing wet flesh of her gash. She murmured her pleasure and creamed into his palm.
When they broke the kiss, she grinned and said, "Whatever you want me to do, honey, just name It."
Vic was prepared for that offer. He wanted every kinky and delicious thing she'd done with the kids. "How about a little cock-sucking for openers?" he leered.
"You got it," Pam smiled, pushing him onto his back.
In the closet, the boys almost moaned with envy. Even before it was completely engorged, their dad's cock was a giant, bigger than any of theirs. They just hoped their pricks still had some growing to do. Mom fisted his huge boner eagerly and dipped her head down. Out flashed her wet pink tongue.
"Ahhhhh, yeah, honey, lick my meat," Vic groaned.
Pam didn't have to be urged. She lashed her greedy little tongue all over the huge purple head of his cock, coating it with her scalding spit. She quickly got the results she wanted. Vic's big boner began to swell, pushing her fingers farther and farther apart, ballooning in her fist.
"Ooooo, just look at that big thing," she cooed.
"It hasn't had any attention for two weeks," Vic leered. "You better give it an extra helping tonight."
"Honey, you better believe I will," Pam grinned.
She went back to tongue-lashing his enormous rock-hard prick, realizing just how much she'd missed it. It had been terrific fun fucking her sons, but the father still turned her on more than any man in the world. She found herself drooling all over his cock as she anticipated the delicious taste of his cream.
She didn't have to wait long for it, either. As she pumped his meat in her hot little fist and lashed it with her tongue, big globs of juice began to bubble up in his piss hole. Moaning eagerly, she speared them with the pointed tip of her tongue and drew them into her mouth.
"Mmmmmm, ummmmm," she moaned.
"Yeah, baby, go for it," Vic rasped, "eat all that juice."
He shivered with arousal as he watched his beautiful blonde wife hungrily gobbling his cream. It had been hell being away from her for so long, missing her terrific loving. But they wouldn't be parted again, not if Vic had anything to do with it. He groaned delightedly as she began cramming his meat into her hot and hungry mouth.
"Shit, yes," he panted, "take it inside, baby, suck me real good."
At that point Andy got a fierce hard-on, and he was pretty sure the same thing happened to his brothers, although he couldn't tell in the dark closet. But he sure heard a lot of heavy breathing as they watched mom taking dad's huge blue-veined boner into her mouth. Her lips were hugely stretched, but that didn't slow her down. She sucked in her cheeks, and her head started bobbing up and down.
"Fuck, yes," Vic yelped, "suck my cock, honey. Nobody does it better than you."
His ruggedly handsome face twisted into a grimace of lust as Pam noisily sucked his cock. Her mouth was steamy and scorching around his meat, and she was using strong pressure, suctioning the thick hot cream out of his piss hole and gobbling it. Vic groaned helplessly and clawed the bedspread.
Andy found himself pumping his engorged cock and fantasizing that his pretty mother was going down on him. Probably his brothers were having similar thoughts. He reminded himself to be careful, to keep absolutely quiet and not to jack himself off. If he came, he might not be able to keep from yelling.
Dad didn't have to worry about how much noise he was making. He assumed the boys were downstairs with the TV on and that nobody would hear him but Pam. He was grunting, groaning, and snorting with pleasure as she zipped her juicy hot mouth up and down the granite column of his cock.
"Shit, that's good, honey," he groaned.
It was always good between them, they realized. If ever two people were hot for each other, and just right for each other in bed, it was Vic and Pam. Even after twenty years of marriage they still turned each other on like crazy. Pam drooled heavily as she suctioned all the hot cream from his piss hole, while Vic groaned his pleasure.
"That's enough," he finally panted, "I don't wanta come yet."
Pam reluctantly drew back and let his spit-soaked prick snap from her lips. It stood at right angles to his body, rigid and wet and thick. It still drooled rivers of cream, and she whimpered with longing at the sight of that tasty stuff. But she'd always let Vic call the shots in bed, and she waited to see what he'd suggest now.
"How about sitting on it?" he leered.
Pam hopped right to it, loving the idea. She straddled him and maneuvered the juicy mouth of her pussy right over the enormous purple head of his cock. Vic was grinning broadly as she jerked her hips down and impaled herself on about an inch of thick throbbing cock meat.
"Great," he leered, "now I'll take over."
Andy and his brothers were groaning inwardly as they watched their old man slowly and deliciously feed his stiff boner into their mom's slippery hot fuck hole. Vic took his time about it, savoring the sensation, and Pam moaned ecstatically and creamed helplessly. The pearly juice flooded out of her cunt and down his invading cock, puddling on his enormous hairy nut sacs.
"Unnnhh, yessss," Pam whimpered, "get into me, honey. I missed that big cock so much."
Andy, Larry and Bobby stifled another chorus of groans. No way could their teenage cocks compete with that donkey cock of dad's. They just hoped mom wouldn't prefer it from now on. They watched in lust and envy as Vic pushed the final inch into her smoking little fuck hole. Now only his huge fur-thatched balls were showing.
"Fuck me, Vic," Pam sobbed, "give it to me real good and hard. I need your fucking so bad."
"You're never gonna go without it again," he promised.
Holding her firmly by the waist, he began to piston his iron-hard cock in her gripping juicy pussy hole. Pam wailed in ecstasy. Only Vic could give her the thorough deep cramming she craved. She creamed steadily as he fucked her, the hot juice overflowing her stuffed box and running down his cock and her thighs.
"Yessss, fuck it to me, fuck me with that big ol' thing," she babbled, going out of her mind with excitement. "Don't ever stop fucking me, honey."
Well, Andy thought wistfully, at least we're learning a few things.
He watched intently, learning how an adult male made love. Vic was obviously very good at it, because they'd never seen their mother so totally blissed out. Her head lolled back, her face contorted with lust, and she moaned and creamed steadily as she took the rough deep plowing of her husband's enormous cock.
"Ohhhhh, fuck, ohhhhh, I love it," she gurgled.
Vic felt her greedy cuntal tube getting steadily tighter around his pistoning prick, and he knew she was getting ready to come. That naughty gripping action usually brought him off, too, but tonight he wanted to prolong his pleasure. He wanted to make up for lost time. So he'd bring her off, but he wouldn't come with her.
Still hammering his huge cock in her juice-spurting box, he reached out and caught her clit between his thumb and index finger. He gave the slick throbbing nub a firm long squeeze. It was just like he'd pressed a trigger, firing her into orgasm. Pam screamed in bliss and began to come.
"Ohhhhhh, fuck, shit, whaaahhhhhhh!" she screeched.
Vic shuddered lustily as her hot little cunt squeezed his meat like a vise and drenched it with molten come-cream. He rode out her howling, bucking climax, keeping his prick buried deep inside her, enjoying the lusty squeezing and creaming. When Pam finally went still again, she felt his cock as hard as ever in her cream-soaked cunt.
"Honey," he leered, "how about a real homecoming present? How about giving me what you gave Larry?"
Pam flushed a little as she recalled just what she'd been doing when Vic arrived home. It must have been quite a sight, catching her as she made love to all three of their sons at the same time. She'd had Bobby's cock in her mouth, Andy's cock in her cunt, and Larry's cock in her asshole.
"Yes, Vic," she said eagerly, hopping off the deep impalement of his big prick.
She spun around and, still straddling him, presented him with her firm round little ass. With her legs wide apart, he could see the dripping pink flesh of her gash and the tiny puckered opening of her shitter. He gave a hoarse growl of lust and pressed the hugely swollen head of his cock against that little hole.
"Yes," Pam whimpered, "get into me, Vic, fuck my ass."
The boys stirred lustily in the closet as then-dad's huge cock head spread mom's asshole wide. Slowly but steadily he eased the huge slab of meat into her smallest hole, her hot little s hitter. She clawed the bed and gurgled with excitement, thick cream dripping from her cunt. Dad pushed into Jier till just his balls showed.
"Fuck it," Pam hissed, "fuck my ass."
Vic growled and began working his rock-hard boner deep and lustily into her brownie. He'd never fucked her there before, and he found it exquisitely tight and steamy. Pam loved the new experience, also. Larry's slim teenage cock had prepared the way for his dad's enormous fuck tool. Pam felt herself moving rapidly to the brink of orgasm.
"Ohhhhh, shit, that's good," she gurgled, "and I'm gonna come like crazy, honey."
"You and me both," Vic growled. "I'm gonna fill your ass with come in just about a second."
Andy sensed that he and his brothers were going to fill the closet with come if they didn't get some relief for their painfully engorged cocks. He watched with a mixture of lust and envy as his dad reamed mom's hot little shitter with his enormous cock. A moment later Pam threw back her head and howled.
"I'm coming, Vic!" she screamed. "Ohhhhh, yeah, whaaahhhhhhh!"
"Awwwwww, fuckin' Christ, awwwwww!" Vic roared.
As he pumped his boiling jizz into her sucking asshole, something made him glance at the closet door. It was open just a crack, and it didn't take a genius to guess why. The moment he stopped coming, he looked directly at the closet door and raised his voice.
"Okay, boys, you can come out now," he laughed.
Andy, Larry and Bobby emerged from the closet, looking sheepish, but they were relieved when their parents just laughed. "It's okay, boys," Vic chuckled. "I guess you'd like to have some fun with your mother, wouldn't you? Is that okay with you, honey?"
"Mmmmmmm, it sure is," Pam purred, holding out her arms.
The boys whooped with delight, flung off their clothes, and came piling onto the bed. Vic rolled to one side to watch, a lusty grin on his face. Nobody was jealous, nobody was left out. Clearly the Webber family was going to have some great times together.
Pam knew her life would be very different from now on. She'd have four eager lovers instead of just one. And she looked forward to every minute of it.
