Many people feel an overwhelming attraction to other members of their own family. When suppressed, this attraction often leads to agonizing emotional troubles. When expressed, this stigma sometimes means feelings of guilt and shame that are almost impossible to overcome. Indeed, incest is a subject that has been shunned by society from the earliest memories of man.
Those of us who have these unfulfilled desires are often driven to torment over our needs. These desires have driven people even to the brink of insanity-or worse.
MOM SPREADS FOR MORE is the story of a woman and her family who are forced by their desires to come to grips with turbulent emotions. What happens to them when they confront these emotions together reveals their ability to be honest with themselves and to be unafraid of their own inner feelings.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
It was turning out to be just another typical, lazy June afternoon at home. Vicky Duncan lay curled on the couch leafing through a fashion magazine, idly glancing over the pages of sleek models and expensive outfits without any real interest.
Her little brother, Mike, lay sprawled on the floor a few feet away, snoozing in front of the television. The muted drone of a sitcom rerun buzzed like a bee in the background.
In other words, it was a perfectly average, normal summer day around the Duncan house. Paul Duncan was at the office, and his wife, Jill, was out on a shopping spree with some friends, leaving their two teenaged children alone at home.
Vicky flopped on the couch, wishing she was out at the local swimming pool, or back at college, or anywhere-anywhere but here!
After being home hardly more than a single week, she was already bored to tears.
And summer vacation had only just begun. She had three whole months to go!
"Oh, God!"
Suddenly blurting out a groan of pure frustration, she tossed the magazine aside, her attractive face scrunching with disgust and her long blonde hair fanning across a throw pillow.
If only there was something to do! Just anything! Anything at all!
But there wasn't. All her friends were back at the college, and all the kids she'd known in high school had long since left town to other colleges or jobs. She was doomed to spend the whole lonely summer just moping about the house with no girlfriends to talk to or boys to date.
No boys . . .
That was the worst. Because Vicky was more than bored.
She was horny, too-and growing hornier by the minute. God, she missed all those big stiff college-boy pricks! Her vacation had hardly gotten a good start, and she was already horny enough to die!
As if to emphasize that thought, she felt a gnawing tingle race through the crotch of her cut-offs. Her pussy had been itching all day, simmering with a familiar ache she'd grown to know only too well over the past year.
Always before, that ache had meant that good things were going to happen. Because always before, she had had plenty of boys at school who were more than ready to work that ache right out of her with their thick, cunt-filling cocks.
That was one of the things Vicky had loved most about going away to college. In the past year she'd grown up a lot, discovered needs and urges she'd never known before. And she'd also discovered lots of nice, hard-cocked boys willing to satisfy her every need just as often as they could.
Only now there was no satisfaction in sight. She had a whole empty summer stretching out in front of her, and not a single cock around to ease the ache that was already swelling in her cunt, blossoming to a juicy froth of smoldering arousal . . .
"I can't stand it-not another minute! Oh, damn!"
Hissing out a breath of mingled horniness and frustration, she slipped a hand down without thinking in an instinctive attempt to rub that ache away.
However, as her fingers slid along the denim vee of her cut-offs' crotch, that brief touch alone was enough to send a fresh tremor of urgency rippling through her lithe slender body. Her fingertips came away wet with the overflow of pussy-cream that had already seeped through her shorts.
At the same time, a wild giddy impulse sparked inside her, causing a wicked smile to flicker across her full lips.
Suddenly determined not to go another second without at last some kind of satisfaction, Vicky glanced down at the floor to make sure that Mike was still sleeping away.
His lean young face was as slack and unaware as ever, his eyes tightly shut beneath a tousled mop of dark hair.
Then she reached to the border of her cutoffs and began to wiggle her fingers under the waistband, working them toward the molten furnace of her pussy.
Her shorts were too tight. Her fingertips groped along her trim flat tummy and just barely tickled the outermost fringe of curls that covered her pussy, but wouldn't go any farther.
Letting out a hushed moan of impatience, she acted without hesitation. Fumbling at the snap of her cut-offs, she pulled down her zipper with a metallic slither.
Then, still keeping a careful eye on the motionless form of her little brother, she began to pull her loosened shorts down.
It was a naughty, dangerous thing to do. Especially right here on the living room couch with Mike sprawling just a short distance away. He could wake up at any moment and catch her. His brown eyes could flutter open right this instant and take in the spectacle of his big sister arching upward as she worked the taut cut-offs down across her ripe curved hips.
And if he woke up at the wrong time, he was going to see even more . . .
But in her present state, even the danger of being caught excited her. Pushing and tearing at the tight shorts, with her heart thumping and her pussy juicing like crazy, she attacked the denim restraint more furiously than ever.
Damn it, she was going to get at least a little satisfaction right here and now, no matter what!
With that determination urging her on, she ripped the cut-offs down with a wrench. The bunched fabric gave and slid down her thighs, letting the moist gold curls of her pussy spring into the open.
Vicky kicked them down until they dangled limply from one ankle, in the same motion spreading her legs wide-open to splay the soaked entrance of her cunt.
Then she plunged a hand between her long tanned thighs, running her fingers through the glossy mat of her downy thatched bush until they slid along the greasy furrow of her pussy in an intimate caress.
"Uhmm, oh yehhhsss . . . "
She gave a soft happy sigh, wiggling in anticipation and creaming more urgently than ever. Moving a finger along the grooved crease of her buttery pooched cuntlips, she located the puffy bud of her clit.
"Ohhhh, oh that-that's nice! Nice . . . "
Her voice rose into a small muffled cry as she rolled her fingertip across the sensitive marble of her clit, massaging the little flare of plumped flesh and sending delicious jolts of pleasure all through her.
She hadn't fingered herself off in a long, long time. With all the horny guys practically waiting in line for her back at school, she hadn't had to. But even though nothing could ever match a good fucking, she'd almost forgotten how nice it felt just to lie back for a good fingering session. Nobody knew every pressure point of sensation in her pussy the way she did herself.
And since she had no choice about the matter anyway, she might as well enjoy it! w
Spurred by that thought, she rubbed the swollen jut of her clit all the more urgently.
"Oooh-ooh yes, yes!"
Within moments she was hunching up, her clit button swelling rigidly out beneath the expert kneading of her finger in a fat spike of pure sensuality. Her taut round ass gyrated off the couch, and her eyes went glassy with a glaze of unleashed lust.
Vicky could've gotten off right then and there, just rubbing her clit. But now that she'd started, she wanted to make it last a little longer. Her finger slid down into the drooling pout of her pussy folds, then sank knuckle-deep inside her. She let out a husky groan, working it deeper.
Gurgling ecstatically, she pushed her finger up the greased crevice of her pussy-slit until it was wedged completely into her. At the same time her cuntlips seemed to melt around it in a tight squeezing vise, clamping onto the presence of that gyrating probe with greedy suction.
In another instant she was sliding it in and out, pulling her cream-slickened finger back and then shoving it up her cunt with long, cock-like strokes.
It wasn't quite the real thing. But in her present state she was more than ready to take any satisfaction she could get. She arched up, splaying the taut pink mouth of her pussy wide as her finger began to pump faster, increasing its friction. The heel of her hand rhythmically smashed against her turgid clit button, grinding the sensitive bud with an intensity that sent extra pangs of pleasure shooting all up through her.
Simultaneously her free hand flew up, pushing at the light cotton material of her tee-shirt to bare a firm up-thrusting little tit.
Vicky had small, sensitive tits-the kind that liked to be teased and fondled, because that always made her come all the harder. The pert, naked nipple now exposed was already swelling up to a stiff peak of anticipation, jutting from its textured areola with rigid erection.
Instantly, her hand swooped to the pliant mound of tit-flesh that shoved into the open for attention. Her fingers groped eagerly across her plump straining nipple bud and began to tweak and pull on it with open delight.
Almost before she knew it, she was humping upward in spasms, soaring to much-needed release in a fury of sensation that she could no longer restrain. The finger jammed in her pussy pumped harder and faster as she caressed first one creamy tit and then the other, all the time pretending that it was a boy's greedy fists clenching her tits, a boy's stiff cock wiggling deep up her pussy.
And after a whole long week of gnawing unfulfillment and growing need, that was all it took to have her bouncing and finger-fucking herself in a heaven of uninhibited bliss.
Creaming onto her hand and pulling at her tits in a frantic, pitch of horny ecstasy, Vicky felt an orgasm building within her.
"Ohhhh! Oh yes, yessss! Ahhhh!"
She cried out, humping wildly to meet the finger that slurped in and out of her cunt in the semblance of a thrusting cock. Thrashing on the couch, her shorts dangling from one ankle and her shirt bunched up to her chin, she felt her orgasm soaring deep inside her.
And when it struck, she let out a wordless wail.
"Aaannnh! Annnggghhh!"
Her lithe body arched in a wrenching series of firecracker eruptions, shuddering ecstatically as the climax blasted through her in jolt after delicious jolt of release. Pinching urgently on her nipples and slamming her finger up the soaked groove of her cunt again and again, she writhed in a haze of sheer bliss that seemed to go on and on forever, working every last twinge of much-needed fuck-lust right out of her.
Then she sank back in a gasping heap, her finger still crammed in her cunt and her palm still kneading her stiff, rubbery nipple.
"Ohhhhhhhh . . . oh that was nice, so-o-o nice . . . "
Lolling on the couch in temporary relief and smiling happily at the last sparks of orgasm that continued to ripple throughout her slender form, she wasn't aware of anything wrong until it was too late.
And that was when a gleeful voice cut through her daze, jolting her back to earth with a crash.
"Oh wow, Sis, that was great! Man, what a show-I never saw anything like that in my life! Ohhh, wow!"
Vicky jerked up suddenly. She twisted about, her glassy blue eyes focusing once more on reality. There was Mike, propped on an elbow and gazing at her with a wide grin plastered across his face, taking in the whole spectacle with an open, delighted stare.
CHAPTER TWO
For a shocked instant, Vicky froze, caught by complete surprise. Her mouth dropped open, and she let out a gasp.
"Muhh . . . Mike! I-I thought you were asleep . . . ohhhh!"
Full realization finally sank home, and her voice turned into a yelp as she swept both arms up in a sudden, useless attempt to hide her nudity from his knowing gaze. Her creamy cheeks flamed with a crimson blush as she crossed her arms over her tits.
If anything, Mike's grin grew even wider as he took in the sight of his big sister wildly trying to cover herself in flashes of hobbling titflesh and gold wet-flecked pussy-mound. He didn't seem the least embarrassed.
"Oh, I was asleep all right. But all that moaning and stuff woke me up. Hell, Vick, how could I get any sleep with that kind of noise going on? And besides, I'm glad I did.. I sure would've hated to miss that show!"
Smirking, he stared openly at the spectacle of Vicky huddled in front of him trying to cover up her ripe lithe body without success. It was obvious that he'd seen everything: the whole episode. His brown eyes glinted triumphantly.
A wave of fury swept through Vicky then, overwhelming her embarrassment in a burst of indignant rage.
"You . . . you little bastard! I'll get you for this! Pretending to be asleep and watching me-oh, damn you!"
Her attractive face wrenched with anger, and her blue eyes flashed as they met his gaze.
But Mike wasn't even remotely intimidated. For the first time since he could remember, he had the upper hand on his sharp-tongued big sister.
"Oh, yeah? And just what're you gonna do? Tell on me? You gonna tell Mom and Dad that I watched you fingering yourself off? That oughta really get their attention! Yeah, I'd sure like to be around when you tell 'em that!"
He was right, and they both knew it. But by this time, Vicky had built up to a seething pitch of fury that couldn't be controlled. She'd been caught finger-fucking herself-writhing and hunching and sobbing in ecstasy!
And Mike had seen it all-her own brother!
The thought was too degrading to bear!
An unexpected burst of pure vengeance shot through her. Without taking time to think, she abandoned all effort to hide her nudity and suddenly leapt off the couch with grim purpose, catching Mike by surprise.
"You'll see what I'm going to do, you . . . you little sneak! You're not going to get away with this, and I'm going to wipe that grin off your face right now! We'll just see who gets the last laugh. And while we're at it, we'll see how you like being stared at!"
Even before the words were out, she acted on impulse.
Swooping forward before her brother could do more than gape, she flung herself at him with a force that sent him sprawling onto his back in a tangle of arms and legs.
It happened so quickly that Mike had no chance to brace himself for the attack. Suddenly it was his turn to gasp in surprise as he went reeling backward on the floor with his nearly-nude big sister clambering atop his legs in a straddling position, her fingers deftly tearing at his jeans.
"Hey! Come on Vick, I didn't do anything! It's not my fault if you-hey, stop it! You're gonna bust my zipper! I can't believe this--jeez!"
His voice rose to a youthful squeal as she ripped the denim jeans down with a wrench, freeing his cock to view.
They both gasped as Mike's cock swung up in the air, its pink meaty shaft instantly swelling to stiff erection.
Vicky wasn't prepared to catch her little brother with a hard-on. And she certainly wasn't prepared for the enormous veined slab of prick that bobbed and wagged before her now, its massive length rising up from a nest of downy brown curls and a pair of sagging egg-sized balls.
But there it was, big as life. And bigger than most cocks she'd seen, even at college. In the past nine months her brother had grown a lot . . . and in more ways than one!
Her reaction was instantaneous. Her pussy gushed in fresh eruption of juices, tingling wildly at the sight of his thick, jolting prick.
Beneath her, Mike gasped with embarrassment as his engorged cock flopped nakedly under his big sister's stare, confessing the fact that despite all his youthful teasing he was thoroughly turned-on as well.
"Christ, Vick! That's not fair! I'm not the one who took your clothes off! Damn it, that's cheating!"
His hands flew down in an awkward effort to hide his rigid prick from view, but Vicky knocked them aside with ease as she rode atop his struggling body, enjoying her vengeance far more than she would've expected. Her lips parted in a malicious smile as she watched his big rod of cockflesh flailing and flopping beneath her.
"So? What do I care if it's cheating? I'm going to teach you a lesson, whether you like it or not! How does it feel, baby brother? How do you like getting stared at! And it sure doesn't look as if I'm the only one around here who's good and horny, either! Just look at you!"
Without warning she gave his cock a swat, slapping her fingers sharply across its fat rippled surface in a haughty gesture that made Mike groan.
His cock jerked and surged even bigger, twisting up with an enormity that took her breath away.
At the same time, Vicky's cunt erupted in a steamy burst of juices at that brief, stinging touch of his swollen prick against her hand. She rushed on without thinking, caught up in an emotional turmoil of conflicting sensations.
"In fact, since you got to watch me get off, then maybe I ought to get the same privilege!
Doesn't that sound fair? I'll bet you beat your meat all the time anyway-I know perfectly well how you horny little boys get yourselves off! Want to do it for me, Mikey? Come on, I want to see you jerk this naughty hard cock of yours off! Or would it help if I got you started? Let's just find out!"
There was no resisting the wicked impulse that controlled her now. She shot out her hand again, this time wrapping her fingers around his big stiff shaft of cockmeat in a determined grip. She gave its iron-hard length a rough, painful squeeze, feeling it pulse against her palm.
"Ohh-oh shit! Stop it, Sis! That hurts! What the hell are you-unnhh! Guuuh!"
Mike's outcry turned into a disbelieving grunt as she squeezed again, this time, running her fist down to his thickly furred cockbase and then all the way back up to the rim of his inflated pricktip, her fingers squeezing it in a mixture of wrath and arousal.
In her wildest dreams, Vicky would never have believed that one afternoon she would find herself stark-naked and straddling her brother's body with her hand wrapped around his stiffened prick.
But that was exactly what was happening. Her clenched fingers slid up and down the shaft of his thick bloated cock with increasing friction. Her pussy twitched with juicy response at the stiff veined slab jolting up at her as if begging for more. Her flashing blue eyes took in the spectacle of his massive bulbed cock-knob, and saw a tiny dewdrop of clear pre-cum collect at the slitted flare of his pink, gaping little piss-tip.
And that faint promise of rich hot cockcream only had her pumping even harder, as Mike panted and heaved beneath her.
She was beating her little brother's meat!
"Damn it-oh jeez, Vick, this is crazy! If you don't stop, I'm gonna-oh shit, I'm gonnauhhhhh . . . "
His voice broke off in a groan of shocked surprise, his eyes bulging in disbelief as her fingers groped and squeezed and kneaded their way along his rigid cock. The sudden turn of events showed on his face in a twisted expression of embarrassment and horniness that he couldn't hide as his struggles to escape dwindled to a rhythmic panting.
"I'll tell you what you're not going to do!"
Hissing breathlessly atop him with a fiery glare, she grasped his cock all the harder and tugged on it with quick, urgent pulls.
"You're not going to tell anybody what you saw-not after I get done with you! We'll just see how gets the last laugh! You're not so smug now, are you? Are you!"
Spitting those words out with furious glee, she felt a rush of fresh pleasure course throughout her now-sopping cunt as Mike arched into her fist, his answer no more than a grunting gurgle as he took in the full uninhibited display of his half-naked big sister crouching atop him, pounding on his cock. "Unnnhh . . , M
It had all happened too fast, too unexpectedly for him to control his own instinctive reactions. The sight of Vicky hovering in her poised squat, her small stiff-nippled tits bouncing and her crisp gold cunt bush undulating just inches from his cock as her fingers pistoned up and down his strumming fuckshaft, were more than Mike could take in at once.
And to make matters worse, she suddenly plunged her free hand down to capture the jiggling hairless sac of his balls as well. Instantly she began to massage both massive swollen balls, squeezing on them with a rhythmic intensity that perfectly matched the up-down lunges of her fist.
"Unnh-oh shit!" Abruptly he blurted out a cry, humping off the floor in an unleashed spasms. "Christ, Vick, you gotta stop! I'm . . . I'm gonna bust! I'm gonna bust my load all over the place! Stop!"
But there was no stopping Vicky now. If anything, his plea only made her pump all the. more furiously, her cunt juicing in frantic anticipation as he lunged into her palm. The first warning jolts of orgasm shuddered through his cock, and the droplet of cum at his pisshole seemed to bubbled up to the very edge of explosion.
A hungry smile flitted across her full lips, and her voice oozed out in a mischievous purr.
"Are you sure you want me to stop, Mikey? It doesn't look to me as if you could stop now even if you tried! And I want to watch you cum, just the way you watched me! Go ahead, baby brother-go ahead and shoot your jizz for big sister! Shoot it. Shoot it, I said!"
With that urgent cry, she slammed her fist up and down his cock with renewed fury, eager to watch his load burst.
And when it did, his orgasm ripped throughout Mike's lean body in a surge that arched his hips into the air, tearing a cry from his throat as he flailed in an explosion of ecstasy.
"Unnnhhh! Guuuuhh!"
His massive young cock writhed in her hand, lurching with a life all its own. The first spurt of jism spewed out of it in a long looping arc of white liquid, jetting from his cockhead and splashing across her bare tits. Hot sticky globs of cream splattered her tits as she continued to jerk him off, determined to wring his cock dry.
"Wuuunnnnhhh!"
A second blast of cum sprayed over her arm and tummy.
It was quickly followed by a third eruption, drenching her fingers with pearly wetness. And then a fourth, and a fifth.
Vicky had never seen so much cum spew out of one cock in her life. Mike's body thrashed, and his cock kept exploding again and again as she pumped it dry. Her flesh tingled as thick syrupy trails of jism slid down her tits and drooled their way to the matted blonde fleece of her cunt.
At last Mike slumped, gasping. His cock lolled lifelessly against his balls, twitching emptily in her slackening fist and shining with the wetness of excess jizz that soaked her fingers.
"Ohhhhh . . . oh shit, Vick, I can't believe you did that! I never came so hard in my life. Not ever! Wowwwww . . . "
Groaning throatily, he focused his glassy gaze on the spectacle she made crouching over him, her tits and tummy and cunt bush filmed with his cum and her face etched with a strange, unreadable expression.
"Oh, so you liked that, did you? Well, at least now you know how I felt! And just look at the mess you've made all over me. Just look what your cock did! Aren't you ashamed of yourself?"
Abruptly scooping a trail of his jism from between her tits with her already-wet hand, she held the evidence out for his inspection.
Mike could only grin sheepishly and shrug, wiggling beneath him.
"What am I supposed to do with all this, now that you've got me covered in it? I suppose you don't even care, do you? In fact, you probably think it was lots of fun creaming all over your own sister like that, don't you? Well?"
She was perfectly right, and they both knew it. Mike's grin widened, and he chirped carelessly. "Hell, you're the one who caused it! I was just lying here, not doing anything, until you got mad and jerked me off. That makes it your problem!"
A wicked smile flickered over Vicky's lips. Spurred by the juicy ache in her pussy, she acted spontaneously.
"I guess you've got a point, at that. And as a matter-of-fact, I happen to have just the solution. Now it's my turn to have fun-and that's exactly what I mean to do! But first I'd better get rid of all this nasty old cum of yours . . . like this."
Still smiling, she raised her cream-drenched hand to her mouth.
Her tongue flicked eagerly out, lapping into her palm with a long greedy stroke. It slid across her sopping fingers to collect a thick layer of filmy jizz, licking up the threads of cum that oozed across them. Then it flicked again, and again.
Spellbound, Mike watched in open amazement as she licked his jizz from her hand, then darted her fingers down to capture every last splatter of cream trailing over her body, and lapped that up as well. Even after all that had happened already, he couldn't stop a shocked gasp at that sight.
"Oh, jeez!"
His reaction only urged Vicky on. Glob after thick sticky glob of cock syrup rolled in her mouth, and she swallowed each one down with a pleased, purring moan.
"Mmmmm . . . "
For the first time in weeks, she tasted the sweet musky flavor of a boy's jism sliding down her throat. And not even the fact that this load of jism happened to belong to her own little brother could subdue the horny churning deep in her cunt.
When she'd gulped down every last trace of the cum drooling across her body, she turned her attention to the limp glistening slab of his cock.
"Umm, that was nice. And I suppose that while I'm at it I may as well do a thorough job, just to show you that I mean business! I don't think you'd have any objections if I did something about this wet little cock of yours, would you?"
She was already leaning forward, her warm breath fanning across Mike's shrunken prick and her long blonde hair brushing ticklishly across his thighs.
The surprises were coming thick and fast, one on top of another until Mike could only stare in overwhelmed awe as Vicky's tongue lashed out again, this time diving straight for the soft meaty shaft of his prick.
The first swipe of her moist tongue across his slick cock sent a sudden spasm of pleasure through each of them. Her cunt gushed a torrent of steamy fuck-juices as she felt his big limp slab give a little twitch of response. She licked out with increasing urgency, tonguing back and forth over the whole drooping length of his prickshaft and cleansing the jism from its reddened surface. Then she attacked the massive bulb of his pricktip as well, collecting up the tiny drops of oozy cum that still clung to its flaring piss-hole.
Mike's breathless hiss urged her on, as he watched in frank fascination. Her pink moist tongue swooped and darted, tasting all along his veined prick and even dipping across the tightened sac of his balls to catch the excess trickles of cum that filmed that too.
By this time they were both totally caught up in the whole uninhibited situation. And with her cunt juicing for action and spurring her to even greater extremes, Vicky responded without hesitation.
Her lips opened, engulfing the sensitive knob of her brother's cockhead. They fastened around it in a greedy vise, gliding over his soft prick until they'd taken in its entire length.
Then she began to suck, gulping at his prick as if it was a big fat straw.
"Muhhmm . . . "
A small muffled moan of pleasure slid from her throat as Mike's cock instantly began to swell all over again, blossoming once more in the warm suction of her mouth. Dimly, she heard his gasp and felt his fingers reach down to tangle in her hair as he wiggled and grunted beneath her, chuckling happily.
"Oh shit, you're sucking me off, Vick! You're really sucking my cock off! Do it, do it just like that! Ohhhhh, shit!"
Gurgling with puppyish delight, he watched raptly as her head began to bob up and down, her full lips riding up the swelling length of his cock to the very rim of his cockhead and then back to his cockbase again with long, milking strokes.
Within moments his prick was shuddering upward toward its full rigid enormity, expanding in her throat until it was swollen as stiffly as ever.
Sucking and tonguing his thick slab of cock until it was writhing in her mouth at its original hardness, Vicky had to fight back the urge to wring his luscious prick dry all over again for yet another taste of its sweet spurting nectar.
Instead, she finally forced herself to pull back with a jerk.
Mike's cock plopped wetly free. He groaned and slumped in disappointment.
"Whuh . . . why'd you stop, Sis? Oh man . . . I was just getting started!"
"You'll see, baby brother. Oh yes, you'll see, all right. Because I'm just getting started, and now I'm going to have some real fun . . . "
He had only that instant to gasp in frustrated bewilderment, because she was already moving atop him. Her sopping gold-fuzzed cunt splayed wide-open above the slick wagging shaft of his prick, its pink pooched lips flaring apart to show off a brief tantalizing glimpse of her moist, dewy cunt walls.
Reaching down to grasp his engorged cock in a firm grip, she smiled with a strange hungry expression that he'd never seen before. She purred as she slid into position, no longer keeping up the least pretense of sisterly vengeance.
"I'm going to have my share of fun now, and I don't think you'll object to what I've got in mind! Because I'm going to show you just what happens to naughty stiff cocks like this one, Mikey. I'm going to show you just exactly what we girls do with horny pricks like yours! Annohhh, yesss!"
Before the words were even out, she eased down, guiding the ballooned knob of his cock to the soaked entrance of her pussy.
They both gasped as Mike's cocktip slithered along the buttery groove of her pouting cunt. Its immense bulb gouged upward, prying between her pussy-lips.
That final probing jab of cockflesh against her pussy sent a pang of sensation through Vicky's body that she made no effort at all to hide. Already built up to a furnaced pitch of arousal that demanded release, she had all she could do to keep from plunging her pussy totally onto his fat hard prick right then and there, without another moment's hesitation.
However, she forced herself to hold back. Luxuriating in the delicious feel of taking the first boy's cock she'd had in over a week, she eased onto it with a slow languorous gyration that worked his bloated cock-knob even deeper.
Her pussylips stretched wide, gripping tightly around the huge flared head of his cock.
"Ann-ooooh, yes! Oh that's nice . . . "
She hovered like that a moment with his pricktip nestled in the mouth of her cunt, simply enjoying the sensation of having a real, pulsating cock-knob wedged inside her.
Then she sank atop him with a gurgle, working herself onto inch after meaty inch of his monster prick until at last its whole enormous length quivered totally up her cunt, filling her more completely than she could remember ever having been filled before.
"Aaaannnhhh . . . "
Mike's rigid cock jolted in the snug wet sheath of her pussy, stretching her cuntlips taut around it. As she settled across his waist in moaning delight, he gave a hoarse gasp.
"Jeez-I can feel it! I can feel my prick all the way up your cunt! Wohhh . . . "
Wiggling ecstatically beneath her to force his aching cock completely into the juicy suction of his big sister's cunt, he felt the resilient folds of her pussy clamp about it with natural expertise.
She giggled, creaming furiously across the gouging shaft of his fantastically swollen prick. Her giggle came out deep and husky, more a groan than a laugh.
"Uhhm, I can feel it too! You like it, don't you, baby brother? You like having your cock stuffed up inside a hot juicy cunt-even if it does belong to your own sister! Don't you? Don't you?"
Punctuating those words with a sudden violent twist of her hips that made his throbbing cockshaft lurch and thrash in the clenched sheath of her cunt, she turned his response into a youthful moan.
"Unnhh-ohh, oh yeah! Yeah Vick, I . . . I like it fine! It feels so . . . oh shit, it feels terrific! Ahhhh
Vicky had to smile at the lust-filled expression contorting his face, and the glassy stare in his eyes as he took in the sight of her sprawled atop him with his cock buried in her pussy.
"Well, that's good. Yes, that's very good. Because I happen to like it, too, Mikey. And now I'm going to show you exactly what boys' big stiff cocks are for. I'm going to show you about fucking-like this!"
With no more warning than that, she eased up, pulling the stretched chute of her pussy along the massive swell of his cockflesh until her cuntlips drew back to the rim of his bloated cockhead.
Then she sank down again, once more taking the whole length of her brother's prick inside her, right up to its hairy base.
Hissing out a delighted breath, she repeated the motion. Then again, and again. And each time she sank onto Mike's engorged cock, she plunged a little harder.
Splashes of cunt-cream poured over his balls, drenching them,with sticky wetness. His lean body writhed and arched under her, humping off the floor to meet her thrusts with an eagerness that impaled her pussy utterly.
"Unnh . . . oh yes, yess! Owwhh . . . "
She cooed and hunched faster, matching his jabs with rhythmic thrusting.
Almost before either of them fully realized it, they were fucking. Really, actually fucking! Vicky rode onto her brother's prick with increasing friction. Her turgid clit-button smashed against his cockbase as she careened atop him in unleashed glee, totally absorbed in the sweet sensation of once again having her pussy crammed with fat, hot cock.
After a whole week of frustrated horniness, there was no holding back.
"That's it-ohhh, that's good! Fuck me like that, fuck me with all you've got! Yes . . . yehhhsss! Aahhhh . . . "
Her taut round ass-cheeks slapped against his thighs, and her stretched overfilled cunt slammed onto his engorged monster of a prick all the harder.
"Take it, Sis! Take my cock up inside you just like that! Ohh . . . oh, yeahhhhh!"
Gurgling ecstatically beneath her, Mike was caught up in his own orgy of sensations as, for the first time in his life, he felt his cock being shoved up into a real, sucking girl's cunt. It was his most incredible experience yet, and he enjoyed it in an uninhibited rapture of delight. Thrashing and arching upward in wrenches that drove his cock frantically in and out of her tight cunt, he felt his balls boil up once again with sizzling anticipation.
He couldn't help but cry out, hunching all the harder as the first warning pangs of release shot through his groin like little bolts of lightning.
"Yeah Vick, oh yeah! That feels so fucking good! I . . . I can't take it! I'm gonna do it--gonna cum in your cunt! Gonna cuhhm!"
His hands flew up to paw at the pair of small pliant tits that swung and danced above his face. His fingers dug into her soft sensitive tit-flesh, raking across the swells of her turgid nipples.
"Unnnhh! Oh Mikey, yesss! Yes, oh yes!"
With his hands clutching her tits and his prick slamming up her cunt like a pile driver, Vicky couldn't help but wail as she soared to climax in a bucking frenzy of bliss. The spongy walls of her cunt clamped around his cockshaft, sucking it up inside her as if it never intended to let go. Tremors of approaching release rippled through her lithe twisting body, building up to explosion with an intensity that had her slamming atop his prick in furious abandon.
Writhing under her with coltish exuberance, Mike gave a hoarse gasping growl. His fingers squeezed wildly on her tits, and his taut young ass thrust upward.
"Gonna cum up your cunt, Sis! Oh shit, I can't stop it! I'm gonna shoot my cream in your pussy! It's happening-fuck, it's really happening! Cum, cuuuhhhm! Maaahhhhh!"
His words turned into a wail, and he gave a last violent heave that met her downward thrust in a cunt-wrenching culmination that Vicky couldn't have withstood even if she'd wanted to.
Orgasm erupted inside her with volcanic fury, tearing an ecstatic shriek from her throat as she flailed atop his massive lurching cock in a delicious abandon of unleashed completion.
"Fuck it to me, Mikey! Fuck your cum into me, all the way up my pussy! I want it! Waahh-aaannnhhh! Uuunnngggh!"
Mike's prick gave a surge of release as it rammed base-deep up her sopping fuckhole. A thick spurt of acidy-hot jism spewed into her, flooding her cunt channel with its rich syrupy globs.
They came in unison, brother and sister thrashing together on the living room floor as Mike's enormous young cock jetted wad after wad of gooey jizz up the sucking chamber of her pussy. The two teenagers gasped and panted in mutual oblivion, both of them soaking up every fresh explosion of climax that blasted throughout their heaving bodies, until their moans rolled out in a single animal mewl of combined satisfaction.
"Wuuuunnnh-"
"Gaaaaannhh . . . "
Vicky weaved in luxurious shudders of joy, climaxing over and over as she felt herself being filled to overflowing with sweet, pumping cock-cream. Her cunt muscles contracted to milk his squirting prick dry, sopping up every last drop of jizz until Mike slumped in a breathless glassy-eyed heap beneath her, his cock utterly drained.
And even then she didn't stop gyrating, stirring his luscious thick hunk of cock around in the velvety chute of her pussy to capture any last droplets of cum that could be wrung out of it.
She honestly couldn't remember ever having climaxed so hard in her life, even on the cocks of much older and more experienced college boys.
And when the last delicious pangs of completion finally dwindled in her cum-flooded pussy, she moaned.
"Ohhhh . . . oh, shit! That . . . that was something else, Vick! Oh yeah, that was really . . . wowwww . . . "
Gasping for breath, Mike gave a weak, lopsided grin. His limp, thoroughly drained prick slowly slid from the groove of her cunt-hole and plopped free, collapsing against the empty sack of his balls like a tired, slippery worm.
She hung above him for just an extra moment, her hips still twitching and her pussy winking open as if still wrapped around that big swollen shaft of his
White sticky pearls of jism oozed from between her bloated cuntlips, trailing across the blonde fringe of her pussy hair and seeping out of her in a warm, leaking goo.
Then, reluctantly, she rose and hiked up her shorts, pulling them up over her hips and snapping them shut. Her hands tugged the bunched material of her tee-shirt back into place, smoothing it down and covering the throbbing stiff-nippled globes of her tits from view.
It wasn't until she was once more dressed and looking as if nothing at all unusual had happened between them that she turned back to confront her flushed, lolling brother, her voice a mixture of haughtiness and satisfaction.
"There. That ought to show you what happens when you go spying on your big sister! I just hope you've learned a lesson from this, the next time you think you're getting away with something!"
Trying to regain her sisterly composure, she attempted a triumphant glare at Mike's limp body.
But she couldn't seem to keep her eyes from slipping down to the sight of his prick, now red and slick and shrunken from use. And she couldn't stop the tingle of pleasure that still twitched deep in her pussy as he chuckled, not in the least abashed.
"Oh hell, I sure have! I've learned a lot, Sis. And the very next time I want to get away with something, I sure know right where to go! Isn't that what you wanted me to learn, Vick?"
He was perfectly right, and they both knew it.
Despite herself, Vicky felt a tiny smile flit across her full lips.
"We'll see. But if you intend to do any more learning, that naughty cock of yours is going to have to be in better shape than it is right now! You'd better get it all rested up first, and then . . . well, we'll just see. At least, I don't think you'll be doing any more spying on people for a while, so guess it's safe to go take a shower!"
With that teasing statement she whirled about and headed for the stairs, with Mike's youthful laugh following behind her.
"Don't worry, Vick. I'll be all rested up before you know it-just wait and see! And then I'm gonna be ready to learn lots more! Oh yeah, am I ever!"
With that gleeful little-brother chuckle following her up the stairs, Vicky had to smile at her own reaction.
She could feel her pussy bubbling with Mike's jism and already itching for more, eager to continue their activities.
And despite herself, she couldn't help a tingling twinge of anticipation.
CHAPTER THREE
Though neither of them mentioned the incident throughout the rest of the afternoon, its effects hovered in the air like an electric current.
And though Vicky returned downstairs to her magazine and Mike resumed his sprawl on the floor and concentrated on watching the rest of the ball game, they were each aware that their lives together had just changed in an unpredictable, unexpected twist of events that couldn't be forgotten or ignored no matter how they tried to pretend.
A short time later, when Jill Duncan returned from her shopping spree with an armload of packages, it was to find her two children flopped about the living room, apparently exhausted.
"Well, I've come back to a lively bunch around here! I do hope I'm not interrupting anybody's nap, but would someone please work up enough energy to come help me carry these things?"
Mike obediently hopped up and took the packages from her arms, grinning a bit sheepishly with the motion.
"Sorry, Mom. You want these upstairs?"
"That would be perfect, darling. Goodness, it's hot outside today! I'm going to go straight up and change out of these clothes before I do another thing! Vicky, would you mind peeling some potatoes for supper? We'd better get things started so we'll have it ready when your father gets home. And while you're doing that, I think I'll cool off with a nice long bath. Honestly, after being out in that heat I feel like a limp dishrag!"
Sweeping toward the stairs in her light cot-ten dress and not looking the least bit like a dishrag, Jill moved with a natural sensuality that never failed to catch Vicky's envious eye. An attractive red-head with a voluptuous body and a graceful fluidity that would have outclassed any of the other girls at college, she hardly fit the image of a typical mother of two grown teenagers.
As her mother vanished up the stairs behind Mike, Vicky reluctantly rose and went into the kitchen to start supper.
But all the while, her mind remained on this afternoon's unsisterly activities with Mike.
And as the vivid memories swirled in her thoughts, she could feel her pussy tingling with a fresh giddy ache of arousal, simmering as an ominous reminder that her earlier satisfaction was already wearing off, melting in a glow of renewed horniness that she couldn't quite ignore . . .
It seemed only moments later that Jill joined her, now in slacks and blouse and looking almost like a teenager herself. The two women set about preparing the evening's meal, and were just setting the table when Paul Duncan finally pulled into the driveway.
When the family sat down to eat, there was the usual conversation between Paul and Jill. Paul went on about his day at the office, cracking jokes and breaking into his infectious laugh, while Jill cut in occasionally with tidbits of gossip she'd heard on her shopping excursion with the girls.
However, through supper and the rest of the evening, Vicky and Mike were both oddly subdued, merely picking at their food and smiling with vague indulgence at their Dad's bad jokes. They purposely avoided each other's eyes, as if fearing that somehow the afternoon's events might show on their faces if either of them dared speak.
Fortunately, the time passed quickly. After supper was over and the dishes were done, they sat in the living room and watched an old movie rerun.
It was during a commercial that Paul abruptly spoke up, his deep voice edged with curiosity and good-humored concern.
"All right, what's up with you two? Vicky, I haven't heard more than two words out of you since I got home, and we both know how unusual that is! And as for your brother-when that boy doesn't eat his supper, I know something's got to be up! You kids didn't spend the whole day arguing again, did you? So what's the big secret?"
"Nothing, Daddy."
"We weren't fighting Dad, honest! There's no big secret!"
They both piped up at once, blushing a bit beneath the scrutiny of their parents.
Abruptly Vicky rose and forced out a yawn, quickly covering up her odd silence with a hasty excuse.
"I guess I'm just tired, that's all. I mean, doing nothing all day can wear you out just as fast as . . . as anything! In fact, I think I'll go on to bed and get some rest. Good night, Mom. Night, Daddy."
Pausing just long enough to give each of them a quick peck on the cheek, she headed upstairs for her room before either of them had time to probe more deeply into her unusual behavior.
Paul gave a shrug of his broad shoulders, giving in to her excuse with parently hesitation.
It was only a moment later that Mike clambered off the floor and agreed with his sister's statement, quick to take advantage of her retreat.
"Yeah, I feel kind of tired, too. I suppose I'd better sack out, if I'm going to be ready for that ball game the guys are getting up tomorrow. Night, everybody!"
Then he was pounding up the stairs as well, vanishing from sight.
That should have been the end of another normal, typical day at the Duncan house. But it was just the beginning. Mike slipped past his own room and went straight on to Vicky's closed door, his heart already thumping with anticipation as he gave a small rapping knock, then opened it up and walked in without awaiting a response.
"Hey Sis, I thought maybe we ought to talk about-uhhhh!"
His voice clipped off in a grunt, and his throat went tight in an unexpected constriction at the sight that met him.
She had already peeled out of her clothes, and was just stepping from her discarded panties as he burst in. Standing there before him with a mischievous glint in her eyes and a small knowing smile flitting across her lips, she gave him just one single instant of stunned fascination to take in the spectacle of her lithe nude body. Her little tits were thrusting forward into stiff, pink nipples and her gold pussy bush was gleaming with moist appreciation, jutting out from between her long tapered thighs.
Vicky broke the momentary silence.
"Well? Are you going to just stand there and gawk all night? Or did you have something you wanted to talk about? And while you're at it, you might at least come in and shut the door behind you. I really don't think we want Mom and Dad to hear the kind of discussion I've got in mind! Or don't you have anything left to say, after the little conversation we had this after-
She sank back onto the bed and let her legs glide apart, exposing the wet tingling gash of her pussy.
"Uhhhhh . . . "
Mike gave a throaty growl, swallowing hard as his gaze fastened on her lush blonde-fringed cunt. Her pink pooched pussy-lips flared, revealing her velvety fuckhole.
Caught up in that blatant display and unaware of his own actions, he closed the bedroom door and moved forward until he stood poised above his big sister's naked body, staring at her juice-streaked cunt with an utter fascination that had her creaming even harder.
His prick surged up, jolting in the stretched confines of his jeans as if threatening to explode right through them in a swollen, iron-hard erection.
Vicky let him look for a delicious moment, then she broke the spell with a husky chuckle, making no attempt at all to hide her pleasure at his reaction.
"All right, just what you did you want to talk about, baby brother? What's the matter, don't you have anything to say now that you've come bursting into my room and caught me naked like this? Well then, why don't we talk about that big fat hard-on you've got? Yes, I think that just might be the perfect topic-and since we're going to discuss it, I think we ought to bring the whole subject out into the open, don't you?"
Suddenly, without any more warning than that, she sat up and darted her hands out with deft determination. Her fingers tore at the restraint of his jeans, unzipping and unsnapping and ripping the denim material down in a wrench.
His cock flipped into the open, bounding outward to full stiffened immensity above his hefty sagging balls as Mike kicked out of his jeans entirely and peeled his shirt off as well, now just as nude as his sister.
"Is this better, Vick? This what you wanted to see?"
Overcoming his initial surprise with a wide grin, Mike got his turn to enjoy the expression on Vicky's face as his rigid prick strummed out before her, his huge veined fuckshaft bobbing.
For a brief instant she froze, mesmerized by his massive young cock wagging and swaying in front of her. Cunt-juice gushed out of her in a blast of juicy sensation as she sat staring with wide blue eyes at his swollen, straining slab of cock.
She found her voice at last, barely able to subdue the admiring breathlessness in her tone.
"Well, I suppose it's worth a look, anyway. But I think I'll need to make a more thorough examination before I decide whether or not it deserves any special attention. Let's just find out, shall we?"
Her hands grabbed out, one circling his engorged prick and the other cupping his balls in a warm, caressing palm. "Ahhhh . . . M
A small groan slid from Mike's lips as her fingers began to knead and stroke his groin, fondling their way along the aching length of his prick and tickling at his cum-filled ball sac until he could actually feel the spunk sizzling deep inside him.
A little droplet of pre-cum oozed from his slit-ted piss-tip, collecting there in a white glistening pearl of syrupy promise.
"Oh shit, if you keep examining me like that, you're sure gonna get my attention-and maybe even more than that! Jeez . . . "
He couldn't hold back a twitch of response, thrusting his cock forward in the squeezing grip of Vicky's fingers and gasping as she gave his prick a wringing tug. The droplet of cum blossomed at his piss-hole into a sticky glob of drool.
The sight of that precious clinging drop of nectar had her pussy churning up a lather of fuck-juices as she licked her lips and let all pretense slip away.
"Ummm, nice. You wanted to talk about this afternoon, didn't you? I know, because I haven't been able to think much of anything else myself. And you wanted to find out if I was going to let you use this naughty cock of yours on me again, isn't that right? Well?"
She gave his prick another sharp pull, turning his answer into a hoarse groan.
"Uhh . . . uh, yeah. Yeah, I guess that's what I . . . ohhhh . . . "
His body went taut, and his cock leaped in her fingers.
There was no holding back the truth. Despite her every attempt to deny it throughout the evening, Vicky already knew beyond any doubt that her own little brother had exactly what she needed-and plenty of it!
She could feel her cunt twitching in steamy anticipation, drenching her inner thighs with an unsisterly hunger that couldn't be suppressed no matter how hard she tried to fight it.
And at the moment, she couldn't find the willpower to even try.
"Well . . . I just might. Yes, I think I just might give this horny cock of yours another lesson, at that! But first I'm going to get another taste of what you've got to offer! You don't have any objections to that, do you? Uhhm . . . "
Without awaiting his answer, she craned forward. Her tongue flicked out, darting across the surface of his rimmed cockhead and capturing the ooze of cum that seeped from his pisstip.
Then, spurred by the warm now-familiar taste of cockcream sliding down her throat, she eased her lips around his meaty cock-knob and began to suck.
"Oh damn, that feels great! Yeah, oh yeah
Mike gave a happy sigh, squirming with delight as she mouthed and licked his prick. Her lips eased about its stiffened shaft, inching forward to take more and more of his big ballooning fuckrod. Still rubbing and fingering his balls just the way she had this afternoon, she began to bob her head back and forth.
"Muuummm . . . "
A muffled purr rolled from Vicky's cock-stuffed throat as she sucked at her brother's prick like a straw, eager to drink down its sweet loads of jism. Her lips made wet, appreciative smacking noises with each seesawing lunge. Her pussy was gushing wildly, spilling blast after blast of steamy cunt-juice between her legs as she gulped on his cock for all it was worth.
And it didn't take much of that kind of attention to have him thrusting forward, surging his cock across her tongue and deep into her throat in wrenches of gleeful abandon. He gave a croaking growl of eager approval, urging her on.
"Yeah Sis, do it! Suck on my cock like that, so I can give you a real taste! Oh shiiit, yeah!"
His lean youthful body arched, gouging the whole enormity of his monster teenage prick between her lips with a heaving energy that almost made her gag.
But in her present state of unleashed horniness, Vicky took each stab and slurped greedily for more, at the same time plucking and pinching at his overloaded balls in a frantic effort to wring the cum right out of them.
' 'Muhhmmf f-fuuuuhhhm!"
Her head bobbed faster, her mouth riding across his rippled length of cockmeat with a fury that Mike couldn't resist much longer. He clutched at his sister's long silky hair and pumped forward all the harder, feeling the first twangs of approaching release shoot through his aching fuckshaft like bolts of lightning.
"Unnhh! Gonna cum, Vick! Gonna cum right down your throat! Oh jeez, you're really sucking the jizz right out of me! Yeah, yeah!"
Letting out a gleeful cry, he humped into the moist suction of her mouth with an increasing urgency that Vicky didn't miss.
And as she felt the tremors of warning that rippled from his thrusting prick, her lips clutched at it with a need that couldn't be refused.
Mike yelped, and fucked into her face in twisting orgasm.
"Cumming! Oh shit I'm cumminnnng! Aaahhh!"
"Ghuuhhmm! Muuummff-"
His cock gave a frantic leap in her mouth, and the first acidy spurts of jism geysered down her throat.
Gurgling in pure delight, she swallowed urgently for each fresh jet of musky cream that spewed across her tongue. Its thick hot globs shot again and again as she gulped to take them all, every precious drop. Her head raced along his vibrating prick, and her fingers milked at his balls in an effort to wring the last steamy droplets of cockcream out of them.
She didn't stop sucking until Mike slumped drained and gasping before her, the last tiny traces of jizz leaking from his pisshole in sticky, drooling trails.
Then she pulled back, letting his emptied cock plop free and licking excess cum from her lips.
"Uhmm, that was nice. Oh yes, that was really nice! I just love the taste of hot creamy cum . . . but I love it even better in my pussy! Wouldn't you like to give me some more, where I need it most?"
As those words cooed out, she once more sank back on the bed and flopped her legs wide in open, gaping invitation.
Mike swallowed, grinning weakly as he gazed down at the pink delicate slash of pussy-flesh that pooched widely before him, practically begging to be stuffed with cock.
"Damn it Vick, can't you give a guy even a minute to catch his breath? I . . . I think you sucked all the jizz right out of me already!"
His cock drooped limply, its slick length lolling loosely across his balls as drained, lifeless proof.
But by this time Vicky was heated up to a juicy pitch that demanded attention, her cunt tingling and itching wildly for the feel of a hard, ramming shaft of cock. It needed fucking bad. And she was more than ready to do whatever it took to get just that.
"Oh, don't be such a big baby. You certainly didn't seem to have much trouble getting it up for me this afternoon! But then, maybe that's because you got all turned-on watching me first! Is that what it takes to get your interest, baby brother? Is that what I have to do to get that cock of yours all hard again, so it can fuck me?"
In her present mood, she was quick to act on unthinking instinct.
Slipping a hand down between her parted thighs, she pushed her fingers through the wet downy tangle of her blonde cunt-bush until at last they glided along the flared crease of her sopping, drenched pussy slash.
A taut grin flicked across Mike's lips. His dark eyes glittered as they took in that first intimate caress.
"Yeah, Sis. Maybe that's just what I need. Let me see you play with yourself some more--that oughta get me good and hard!"
"I thought it might. Yes, after this afternoon, I thought it might do just that! You like watching my pussy, don't you? You like watching me finger my own cunt just like this . . . ahhh . . . "
With a wicked mischievous smile tugging at her own lips, she slid two fingers along the buttery fattened lips of her pussy and eased them apart with deft precision, opening her cunt even wider beneath his gaze.
A burst of syrupy pussy-cream oozed from the exposed slot of her inner fuck hole, dribbling down the crack of her ass. Her clit button strained rigidly out, its plump engorged nub now totally revealed and swelling into the open in wet shining arousal.
Until this afternoon's surprising events, she had never actually realized just how nice it felt to show herself off in front of a boy. Despite all her experiences, she'd never known how much fun she could have just enjoying the attention of a greedy wide-eyed stare as she displayed everything she had to full view.
And she'd certainly never imagined that she would find herself showing off to her own brother in an effort to make his cock big and hard again for fucking!
But as she pulled the lips of her pussy open and felt the built-up fuck-juices pouring out of her, she found herself creaming more than ever.
"See anything you like, baby brother?" She purred with giddy delight, thoroughly enjoying the rapt expression on Mike's face. "See what's waiting for that horny cock of yours, as soon as you get it all stiff again for some action? Just look at what you've done to my clit-it's so fat and sensitive that I can't stand it! I've just got to rub it-ooooh! Ohhhh, yes!"
Still holding her cunt open, she moved a third finger up to stroke the rigid bud of flesh that was her clit.
A pang of pleasure shot through her pussy, twitching her hips into the air. Her fingertips kneaded and rolled her jutting clit like an oily marble, working it into a lathered erection of pure delight.
With Mike standing there taking in her every action, she fondled the engorged bud of her clit until it threatened to explode with pent-up climax, releasing the need inside her in blasts of heavenly orgasm.
But Vicky was only just getting started. She didn't want it to end already, before she'd made her brother's cock good and stiff again for the real thing.
Instead, she abruptly dipped her finger down across the twanging hood of her clit and shoved it knuckle-deep up her juice-streaked pussy-hole.
"Ahhhh! Oh . . . oh fuck, that feels good! It feels just as if your cock's already inside me, reaming me out! Ohhh, oh yes, I want it in me all the way, all the wuuuuhhhhh-"
Working her finger deeper, she began to ease it in and out with long leisurely, cock-like strokes.
"Jeez . . . oh jeez . . . "
Frozen before her in gawking awe, Mike watched his sister's slickened finger snake in and out of her peeled-open pussy, vanishing from sight again and again with increasing friction.
His balls began to tingle, and his cock gave a nudge. With a hoarse croak, he gasped aloud, almost afraid of breaking the spell that controlled his big sister's actions.
"It's working, Vick! You're making my cock all hard again, just like you promised! Keep doing it. Get my cock up like that! Yeah!"
His words drifted dimly through Vicky's lust-filled haze, urging her on. Her finger pushed in faster and deeper, her palm now grinding urgently against her clit as she began to hump in delicious spasms of soaring bliss.
"Oh Mikey, it . . . it's just like you're really fucking your cock into me! I want it-want it all! So nice, so damned fucking nice . . . aahhh!"
Suddenly, without any warning whatsoever, she twisted about on the bed and sank onto her rippling tummy, at the same time drawing up her knees and arching her firm pliant ass high in the air to give him the full display.
Mike gasped, and his prick gave an upward lurch. He found himself staring straight at the entire unobstructed slash of her fuzz-fringed cunt, and even the small, winking pout of her pink puckered asshole as she gyrated and hunched before him in a growing abandon of unsuppressed need.
"Yes, yesss! Oh it feels so good, you're fucking me really nice! That's it, Mikey, fuck me with all you've got! Fuck me just like that! Ohhhhwaaahhh!"
Totally caught up in her show, Vicky could hear her brother's breath sucking in as her ass wagged blatantly in front of him, her pussy chewing on her finger and making wet squishy sounds of smacking appreciation as it whipped back and forth.
Then all outward distractions faded away beneath a blast of sensation as she humped onto her hand in furious oblivion, at last giving in to the ache that churned and seethed inside her.
Her slender womanly body bucked and lunged across the bed in a series of enraptured heaves, and her cunt spasmed with explosion. No longer aware of anything but her own smashing against her clit and her finger slicing up inside her, she gave an ecstatic little wail of bliss when orgasm finally erupted.
"Aaaannnnh! Guuuuuhh!"
From that point on, she was a thrashing mass of unleashed fury, flopping and bouncing on the bed with all the sweet culmination that had been building up within her through the whole long evening.
Arching to her hand in frenzied convulsions of delight, she wasn't aware that Mike's prick was now soaring up, stiff as a board, bobbing and thrashing with arousal as he devoured the spectacle of his nude masturbating sister.
Mike couldn't stand it anymore. He scrambled forward, his cock spearing rigidly out in front of him as he dove for her vivacious writhing pussy.
"I'm gonna do it, Vick! I'm gonna fuck your pussy good for you! Oh shit, I've just gotta get my cock in it right now!"
"Unnggh . . . "
Only vaguely aware of his hands groping out and pulling her onto her back once more, Vicky continued to heave on her twisting finger until it was suddenly pulled from her cunt and replaced by his big stiffened bulb of fuckmeat.
Mike lunged, burying his shaft up her hot splayed pussy with a single frantic thrust that made her gurgle.
Then he began to piston it to her with fast hard strokes, battering his cock up her juicy clenching pussy-hole with all his might.
"Fuck it, Sis! Fuck on my cock so I can cream that hungry cunt of yours for you! Fuck it--fuck it!"
Seesawing in and out with harsh eager thrusts, he pounded his cock into the grooved slush of her pussy.
And as she automatically surged up to take it in ecstatic ripples of joy, Vicky spurred him on with a wail of utter sensuality while an unbelievable chain of frenzied orgasms ripped through her again and again, as if they were never going to end.
"Wohhh, yesss! I want it, Mikey! I want it all! I want to fuck the cum right out of you! Harder, harder!"
Their bodies slapped and heaved in unison, plunging in a rhythmic fury of mutual sensation. Mike's balls smashed against her tight ass-cheeks, and his prick hammered up her cunt for all it was worth as she arched to take it in blissful abandon.
For the second time that day, he was fucking his big sister's cunt. Her pussy muscles clamped around the shaft of his prick and sucked at every slithering inch, fucking onto it with a violence that had the whole bed shuddering and squealing beneath them.
It took only a few moments to have his renewed load of jizz sizzling up in his groin, bubbling to release in a warning surge that slammed him top her bucking body more urgently than ever.
"I'm gonna cream you, Vick! I'm gonna cream your pussy like crazy! Ohh-oh fuck! I can't hold back anymore! It . . . it's cummmming! Cumminggg! Ahhhhh!"
His prick jolted up her snapping hot cunt sheath, spewing its floods of sweet jism deep into Vicky's womb.
And as the first ecstatic spurts of cum spewed into her, she climaxed once again in the most thorough explosion yet. Her body gave a massive heave, and she shrieked with open glee as her cunt snapped up each fresh geyser of jism that ripped into her, drinking them all up until there was nothing left.
"Aaannnggh! Guuuhhh!"
They blasted together, humping each other in throes of sheer completion to soak up every last delectable pang of mutual satisfaction.
Then, sinking slowly back to the bed in a gasping tangle of fulfillment, they slumped with breathless delight.
"Wuhh . . . wowwww, that was really something! Oh yeah, that was . . . aaahhh . . . "
Wiggling atop her to work the last tiny tangs of pleasure from his emptied prick, Mike growled with puppyish appreciation.
Beneath him, Vicky gave a husky mewl of total agreement.
"Oh yes, that was nice. That was just . . . ummmm, just what I needed! I . . . I sure hope your little discussion helped you as much as it did me! Ooooooohh . . . "
Panting and twitching in a haze of dizzy relief, she hardly noticed when he finally slipped from atop her lolling body and scooped up his clothes, bundling them under an arm.
"See you tomorrow, huh, Sis? And maybe-maybe then we'll have another talk like this one. Okay?"
He paused at the door, examining the spectacle of his sister's lush cum-flooded body one last time.
Vicky didn't need to answer. The sated smile that tugged at her lips was more than answer enough as she nodded weakly, feeling his warm sticky cum ooze from between her bloated cunt lips.
"Uhhhmmm . . . "
She didn't hear Mike leave, shutting the door gently behind him. She wasn't aware of anything but her own enraptured completion. And as she drifted off into a dazed cloud of sleep, Vicky didn't even know that she was still smiling as the thoughts of tomorrow's possibilities floated through her last fading consciousness . . .
CHAPTER FOUR
By the time he slipped quietly out of his sister's bedroom and stole down the hall toward his own door, the whole house was dark and silent. Their parents had gone on to bed, which meant that he had to be especially careful.
Slowing his pace to a furtive skulk, Mike moved on tiptoe as he approached his folks' room. A shaft of yellow light spilled from beneath their closed door, warning him that they were still awake. And at the moment, he sure wouldn't want to have to explain what he was doing sneaking naked through the hall at this time of night with his clothes clutched in a bundle under his arm!
Not daring to even breathe, he eased silently forward with heart thumping and blood racing.
He was almost past, just a few shorts steps from the safety of his own room, when an abrupt sound froze him to the spot.
"Ahhmmm . . . "
Poised in the darkness and caught literally in mid-step, Mike heard a muffled moan drift out to the hallway to meet him.
At first he wasn't really sure he'd even heard it. His nerves were so tense that any household creak or groan at all would have been enough to have his throat constricting and his stomach wrenching with the fear of discovery.
But then it came again, floating from beyond his parents' door. And this time, the sound was unmistakable.
"Ann! Oh yes! Yessss!"
It was his mother's voice, purring with a deep throaty tone un-like any he'd heard before.
Before he quite had time to take in the meaning of that sound, his Dad's husky chuckle joined in.
"Yeah, that's it, honey. That's good, real good! Give it to me, give it to me just like that, ahhhh!"
Taken by complete surprise, Mike stood there listening to the ominous gasps and moans that were coming from his folks' bedroom. That could only mean one thing. His Mom and Dad were . . .
They had to be . . .
Oh, shit!
Realization struck full force, shoving the breath between his teeth in a sharp whooshing hiss.
He couldn't believe it. Not his own parents. Not Mom and Dad!
They couldn't be fucking!
Despite all his recent experiences with Vicky and his new-found knowledge of sex, Mike had never once considered the possibility of his own folks doing the same things that he and his big sister enjoyed so much. The mere notion hit him like a clenched fist as he wavered in the hallway in a trance of shock, his face wrenching in confusion and disbelief.
But at the same time there was no denying Jill Duncan's urgent cry as it cut through the darkness, breaking his spellbound daze in an unmistakable wail of bliss.
"Oh God, that feels so damned good! Harder Paul, do it harder! Yes-yesssss!"
His rumpled jeans and shirt slipped from Mike's fingers in a forgotten heap as he overheard that enraptured peal of delight coming from his own Mom's lips.
Unaware of his own motion, he eased forward with ghostly stealth to the closed bedroom door, his mind reeling in stunned fascination at what those sounds meant.
It couldn't be possible. Lots of kids at the high school fucked. At some time or other, just about everybody fucked. Hell, even he and Vicky fucked!
But not a guy's own folks! Holy shit!
Almost before he realized what he was doing, Mike had reached out and grasped the doorknob. He turned it gently, his pulse hammering and his ears roaring to the reverberation of his mother's cries.
Inching it open, he craned his head to peer inside.
The sight that met him made his mouth drop open, and his eyes go round and wide.
"Unnh . . . oh my Gohhd, that's perfect! More, lover! Give me more!"
At that moment Jill wailed again, twisting like a hooked fish onto her husband's cock. Sprawling on hands and knees in the center of their big double bed, she writhed in a dog-like crouch. Her voluptuous nude body twisted and arched in rhythmic undulations, her attractive face slack with oblivious joy and her huge naked tits swinging pendulously with each gyration as she wagged her creamy round ass in the air.
Squatting on his knees behind her and grinning widely at her pleas, Paul Duncan responded with a harsh grunt as he hunched forward to plunge his immensely swollen cock up her cunt with long, hard thrusts.
"Don't worry, babe. You'll get all you can handle-uhhh! Oh Christ, that sweet pussy of yours is hot tonight! Just the way I like it best, oh yeah . . . "
With that pleased throaty growl, he pumped back and forth with long hard strokes, burying his thick meaty cock up her cunt again and again.
Mike saw it all in that first stunned glimpse. He stood in a poised awe of overwhelmed shock, gaping in frank amazement at the spectacle of his nude heaving parents, and not quite able to believe that he was really seeing it.
But it was happening. They were really doing it. His own folks were fucking!
Frozen there in a spellbound haze of mingled disbelief and enthrallment, he saw his Dad's broad muscular body wrench in spasmic gyrations that worked his huge slab-hard prick in and out of his Mom's pussy, its big bloated length sliding back all slick and lathered with her fuck-juices above his massive hairy ball sac, then slicing to its base inside her with harsh slapping jabs.
From where he stood, Mike could even see his Mom's cunt-all fringed in fiery red curls, its thick glistening lips stretched wide around her husband's prick and pooching in and out with his every thrust.
It was a dazed, glassy-eyed Mike who devoured that blatant display, who hovered at the doorway in motionless wonder with his mouth hanging open and his eyes bulging wide in unblinking fascination.
Even though he'd always known somewhere in the back of his mind that his parents must've fucked at some time or other, he'd never in his wildest thoughts imagined the scene that appeared before him now in full vivid detail.
And as his astonished stare slowly took it all in, he'd never imagined the unexpected tingle that suddenly raced through his own young cock, coursing from its limp shaft in a nudge of renewed awareness.
"Oh God, lover, that feels so fucking good! I've been waiting for this all day, so don't hold back! Work my pussy over until it squeals! That's it-oh yes, yessss!"
Writhing and careening to meet her husband's cock jabs with a fluid expertise that plunged her totally onto his prick with every forward lunge, Jill let out an ecstatic cry that shocked her son all over again.
Mike had never heard her use words like "fuck" and "pussy". In fact, it had never before occurred to him that she even knew such words existed.
And, in what came as the greatest surprise of all, he'd never known that his own Mom could have such a sexy, bounteous body.
His gaze swept across her nude rippling figure, soaking up the expanse of pale creamy flesh in front of him as if he were actually seeing her for the very first time. His eyes took in the full ripe display of her naked body, and fastened on the enormous globes of titflesh that jiggled and dangled between her stiffened arms.
His heart seemed to leap into his throat with a choking constriction as he stared at her mammoth bouncing tits, their enormous orbs swinging erratically and big, pink swirled nipples thrusting downward to fat, distended spikes of quivering erection.
His Mom's tits were huge-they were gigantic! They had to be twice the size of Vicky's!
And he'd never even noticed before!
Swallowing hard to dislodge the knot in his throat, he let his attention move across the humping shape of her writhing body until at last it riveted once again on her sopping cock-splayed cunt.
His prick gave a lurch and lifted its bulbous head into the air as he watched his Dad's swollen fuckshaft gouge deep into her slushy red-fringed pussy, reaming her hairy pussy-lips.
As Jill's ass revolved and undulated, he could see her pussy-lips clenching on his father's cock, spilling her fuck-juices across his prickmeat and snapping at his forward lunges as if in an effort to pull him even deeper inside her.
Totally enthralled by the incredible sight, he felt his own cock leap up in automatic reaction. It swelled out in front of him, bobbing and pulsing as if aching to bury itself up that slick cock-gulping cunt.
His own Mom's cunt-ohh, shit!
He stood like that, crouched just beyond the door with a raging hard-on jolting out in front of him, as the couple on the bed fucked each other with increasing fury.
"Do it, babe! Do it good to my cock, so I can shoot this sweet cunt of yours full of cream! I've got a whole day's load all built up and ready, just waiting to fuck you so full of jizz you're going to float away! Work for it, bitch! Work for my jizz!"
Chuckling out a hoarse teasing tone of delight, Paul slammed in and out of his wife's cunt with an intensity that sent shudders of response vibrating through her lush body.
But after all day's horny anticipation, Jill wasn't about to be outdone. She seesawed back to take his lunges and wailed for more, her normal inhibitions blasting out of her in gushes of drooling rapture.
"Then give it to me, damn you! I want all you've got-I want every drop! Fuck the piss out of me and cream me until I explode! Cream me, you big-cocked bastard! Cream meeeee!"
Caught up in the wild abandon of yet another delicious fucking session, husband and wife bucked and heaved atop the rumpled tangle of their bed in a soaring explosion of bliss.
Neither of them was even remotely aware of the youthful pair of eyes watching their every movement, or of the small hiss of breath that slid from the cracked-open bedroom door.
Neither of them noticed as a rigid, totally enthralled Mike slipped a hand down to engulf his pulsating teenage cock, giving it a soothing squeeze as it quivered and strained between his fingers.
Jill and Paul Duncan weren't aware of anything at all but their own unleashed need as they smashed together in approaching orgasm, both of them panting aloud as the first warning twinges swept through their humping bodies.
"You're going to get it now, babe-as much as you can take! I'm going to fuck your cunt right through the floor, bitch! I'm going to fu-uhhh! Oh Christ, that's it, hon! That's fantastic! Unnnnhhhh!"
Unable to endure the sweet familiar suction of his wife's cunt another instant, Paul groaned and drove his cock into her with a last violent heave that sent Jill's ass grinding high off the bed, impaling her utterly.
She gave a muffled shriek into the bedsheets, her own climax blasting in a series of frantic convulsions as she felt the first steamy wads of pent-up cum spew up her pussy.
"Gaaahhh! Gohhlid, yesss! Yes, yes, aaannnhhh!"
They came together, writhing in a mass of furious abandon as Paul pumped his thrashing cock up his wife's cunt chute and shot his loads of jizz deep into her fuckhole.
Mewling in heavenly rapture, Jill rotated her ass to suck his cock dry. Her pussy muscles clenched about his prick in spasms of release, soaking every drop of cum from his big overfilled balls until they were dry.
Reeling in a haze of utter release, they were completely oblivious to Mike's presence as he gave his own cock another squeeze, and let out a gurgling gasp.
"Oh shiiiiit . . . "
Mike's eyes never moved from their twitching bodies, even as they finally sank onto the bed in breathless satisfaction and clung to each other in a last lingering attempt to capture the final tingles of orgasm that sparked through them.
"Ahhhhh . . . oh yeah, that was nice, babe. So damned nice . . . even better than last night! I don't know how manage to outdo yourself, but keep it up. You won't get any complaints out of me!"
Finally rolling from atop his wife's limp body with a happy sigh, Paul sank to his own side of the bed in a satisfied heap.
His big emptied cock slid from Jill's pussy, and a burst of cock ooze leaked between her still-flared cuntlips. She wiggled a bit to feel all his precious cum sloshing inside her, crooning throatily as its excess drooled out of her in a thick, syrupy trickle.
Unaware that her son stood only a short distance away with a hand clenched on his cock, watching her every motion, she finally rose onto an elbow and let a lusty smile glide across her full lips.
"Oh yes, that certainly filled me up, all right! But . . . but I could still use just a little more, if you're interested. Paul? Honey? How about a second helping . . . ? "
Her cunt shivered with creamy delight, already aglow again with the anticipation of another bout.
But it was too late.
Paul was already asleep.
CHAPTER FIVE
Normally, a single thorough fucking session like the one she'd just had would have been more than enough to satisfy her.
But tonight Jill was especially horny. Even as the last little twangs of orgasm dwindled in her pussy, she could feel an unquenched hunger still smoldering there, aching for a second round.
However, Paul was obviously finished and out for the night. And she wasn't a bit sleepy herself.
Unable to he still and equally unable to ignore the gnawing itch that was still trembling deep in her cunt, she abruptly rose and stretched. Her luxurious body arched, tits heaving forward and her pussy bush undulating with the motion.
"Uhhmm . . . "
Purring with a kittenish mixture ot self-satisfaction and delighted wickedness, Jill didn't hear the small hiss of breath that came from the doorway. She wasn't even remotely aware that Mike stood there watching the whole thing, his fist squeezing tightly around his engorged cock and his eyes feasting on the sight of his Mom's voluptuous ripe body.
Instead, with Paul's lush load of jizz seeping from the still-flared mouth of her cunt and sloshing oozily inside her as a reminder of her own seething needs, she acted on a sudden impish impulse.
She padded across the room to the full-length mirror beside her vanity, and came to a halt, examining her reflection with approval.
Though in her late thirties, Jill still had the kind of trim vivacious body that caught lots of stares. She was sexy as hell, and she knew it. Her image in the mirror confirmed that fact: a full curved shape, flared round hips, and big jutting tits. Just the kind of figure to send plenty of cocks soaring to stiff attention, all just aching to explore the shapely body poised before her now.
Unaware of being observed, she reached up without thinking and cupped the massive swells of her tits, hefting them forward for a closer look.
Her tits were undoubtedly the most eye-catching feature about her. Their large mammoth bulk shoved out at the mirror in a blatant display, their still-moist nipples shining with wetness as if literally dripping with warm, enticing richness.
They were good tits, still firm and pliant despite their hugeness. And they also happened to be extremely sensitive, which made them an even greater asset. Just having her nipples worked over, licked and sucked and gnawed by a hot greedy mouth, was enough to send her spiraling to delightful shudders of pure rapture.
And at the moment she would've loved nothing better than to plunge each aching nipple between her husband's lips for just that kind of treatment.
Because right now a little extra sucking could have her cumming like crazy, soaring to fresh orgasm. Her tits needed sucking bad-God, they needed it so bad!
But Paul was fast asleep . . .
A sudden, wicked urge shot through her. And in her present mood, Jill was more than ready to try anything that would ease the steamy ache in her cunt.
Not giving herself time to reconsider the giddy impulse that stirred her pussy to a juicy froth, she pulled one meaty tit up and craned her head to meet it.
Her tongue dipped out, flicking along the thick textured swirl of her distended nipple. Instantly it sprang even stiffer, straining once more to its full inch-long peak of rigid sensitivity.
"Mmmmmm . . . "
She groaned, and licked again. She lapped at the taut flare of her nipple until it strummed against the surface of her tongue, at the same time tasting and teasing the areola of fat puffy flesh around it with a blatant eagerness that until this very moment she wouldn't have believed possible. Pangs of pure pleasure rippled throughout her pussy in creamy gushes, drenching her inner thighs and urging her on with frank, uninhibited hunger.
"Muhhm . . . uhhhmmm . . . "
From his poised crouch in the hallway, Mike saw it happen. His mouth dropped open in blank shock at the unexpected spectacle of his Mom's actions. His fist tightened around his cock in a vise-like grip, and he let out a hoarse mewling grunt at the sight of her standing before the mirror licking at her own tit, her moist tongue flailing across its rubbery surface and spurring its inflated nipple to a taut, quivering hugeness that he wouldn't have believed possible if he wasn't seeing it for himself.
Christ, she was hot-his own Mom!
And as if that display wasn't uninhibited enough, her next action caught him by complete surprise.
Suddenly her mouth swooped and captured her turgid tit-bud, engulfing it utterly. She began to suck, tentatively at first, then with growing urgency. More and more of her enormous tit pushed between her full lips, slurping in the suction of her mouth with greedy smacking noises as she released a muffled moan of delight.
"Mumfff! Fuhhhmmm . . . "
Within moments she was sucking at her up-tilted tit in a fury of sensation, chewing and tonguing her nipple. Currents of electric pleasure coursed down to her pussy, drenching it in waves of delicious lust.
An instant later, Jill's free hand was following that sensation downward, slipping across her flat tummy and plunging into the matted hair of her cum-bloated pussy without hesitation.
Her fingertips dipped into the glossy red mound of her cunt bush and slid along the pooched, flaring lips of her fuckhole. One finger sank knuckle-deep between her pussyfolds and began to gyrate there, working itself into her with little stroking jabs.
"Muhhmm! Uhhmmff-"
She let out a muffled groan, gushing a torrent of juices into her palm. As soon as her finger was stuffed as far up the greasy chute of her fuckhole as it would go, she followed it with a second. And then a third.
All three fingers pulled back, now filmed with a lather of mingled pussy-juice and cock-cream. They plunged again, thrusting deep into her cunt and smashing the heel of her hand hard against her clit.
"Ghhuuuuhhm . . . "
Jill hadn't masturbated for years, not since her teenage days. But as she began to fuck her hand-made cock up the aching channel of her pussy, she remembered just how nice it had always felt. With her mammoth tit still clenched in her mouth and her fingers stroking rhythmically in and out of her cunt, she gave in utterly to the sweet naughty sensation of getting herself off by just that means.
Her hips undulated, arching down to meet each stab of her hand. Her seething pussy made wet hungry sounds as it snapped around her crammed fingers in an effort to suck them even deeper, just the way it would a hard lunging cock.
She was in a heaven of sensual abandon, hazily watching her own reflection careen and shudder in the throes of a thorough, delightful finger-fucking session.
Mike was whipping his fist back and forth on his engorged cock in a youthful frenzy of pure enthrallment.
It wasn't the first time he'd seen a girl jerk herself off-not after catching Vicky this afternoon.
However, it was one thing to catch his horny big sister humping on her own fingers.
But his Mom-his own Mom! Ohhhh, man!
Feasting raptly on that sight with an unblinking stare, he began to hump into his pistoning hand in a series of thrusts that perfectly matched his mother's gyrations, almost as if it was his cock shoving up her fiery-thatched pussy instead of his fingers.
"Unnh . . . oh shit . . . "
Mesmerized by the wild fantasy of fucking his own hot-cunted mother, he let a little groan slip out as his fist raced even harder.
But Jill didn't hear. Caught up in the urgency of her own unleashed needs, she had all she could do to remain standing on her wobbly legs as she gave in utterly to the sweet uninhibited sensation of finger-fucking herself to yet another orgasm.
"Mumfff . . . fuuuhhhm! Muuhhmm!"
Her groans rose to stifled sobs of sheer bliss as she reeled before the mirror in an orgy of ecstasy, humping onto her fingers with greedy abandon. Her sopping pussy made wet slushy noises as it clamped around her fingers even deeper.
Within moments, she was soaring to release, hazily watching her own uninhibited mirror-image humping and arching in wild surges of orgasm as the first delicious jolts of climax rippled through her.
And at the same time, Mike gave a hoarse little growl of his own.
"Oh . . . oh shit Mom, Mom . . . unnnhhhh . . . "
His fist lashed furiously across his aching prick with an intensity that made his young body wrench and twist, hips hunching forward in frantic lurches. And all the while, he never took his eyes off the incredible spectacle of his mother's bounteous masturbating figure as she writhed before him in a blatant unknowing show that made his balls boil up, threatening to blast their renewed load of jizz at any second.
Suddenly his Mom's body gave a violent heave. A thrashing fury of shudders ripped through her like the eruptions of an earthquake, spasming again and again as she humped and reeled on her wedged, thrusting fist.
"Muhhmmppff! Ghuuuuhhhmmmm!"
Orgasm swept throughout Jill's body in a series of explosions, jolting her to an unbelievable height of bliss. Surge after surge of climax swept over her with a violence that she could no longer control. Clenching her jiggling tit tightly in her mouth and sucking it with frenzied joy as she stabbed her fingers hard up her cunt, she came in oblivious waves of rapture that seemed to spark through her every nerve ending, every fiber of her being.
And just a short distance away, Mike felt it too. His cock gave a jolt in his hand and his balls sizzled. A mewling grunt slid from his throat, and he arched in a spontaneous wrench of delight as his own release belched out, spewing its jets of pent-up cock-cream.
"Nuuuunnggh! Uuunnnnhhh!"
Long thick spurts of cum geysered from his twisting prick, splattering the bedroom door with their white sticky globs. In the haze of his imagination he could almost feel those rich syrupy blasts of jizz shooting right up his Mom's wet cunt, and could almost feel that hot pussy of hers writhing onto his prick to take each fresh gush.
His orgasm was so fantastic that it seemed to go on and on, pumping out of his prick in eager bursts as he continued to wring his cock for all it was worth.
"Wunnnh . . . "
"Mumfff . . . faahh, ahhh . . . yesss . . . "
Dimly, Mike saw his mother slump. She released her glistening tit, letting it flop free as the last tremors of climax shuddered within her.
Her fingers slowly slid from her cunt all slick and lathered with juice.
Then, in an abrupt motion that caught him by complete surprise, she got suddenly to her feet.
Still gasping a bit at her exertions, Jill had decided to cool off with a quick relaxing shower. She reached the door in a few short steps and jerked it open.
Suddenly she was face to face with her naked gawking son, his eyes going round with shock as he stood there with his still-dribbling cock tightly clenched in his fist . . .
CHAPTER SIX
"Mike!"
Jill let out a gasp, her green eyes flying wide as she took in the full spectacle of her teenaged son standing naked before her, a fist frozen around the still-spasming shaft of his slick cum-leaking cock and mouth dropping open in wordless shock. Finally his voice croaked out.
"Mom-uhhh, I didn't . . . I mean, I wasn't . . . oh shit . . . "
He feebly tried to form an excuse, but nothing came out. Instead, the words rattled hoarsely off.
For a long uncomprehending moment she just stood there, as the full impact of the confrontation sank home. Then her attractive face twisted with an expression of dawning fury, and her voice hissed out.
"Michael Duncan, you-you were spying on us! On your own parents! That . . . that's disgusting! That's sick!"
Even as the words came out, realization struck full force. Mike had seen everything. The truth was etched across his face like a neon sign as he blushed beet-red with embarrassment, his eyes dropping.
He'd watched them fucking. And even worse, he'd watched her standing by herself at the mirror, sucking on her own tit and bringing herself to orgasm on her own fingers.
God, he'd seen it all!
It was Jill's turn to blush as a turmoil of mingled shame and rage rushed through her. Suddenly remembering that Paul was fast asleep just a short distance away, she glanced back to see if their voices had awakened him.
He was still sprawled out as before, his tanned body twisted in a tangle of sheets and his handsome face slack with sleep. A bomb wouldn't have woken him.
Satisfied that her husband hadn't been roused, she slipped into the darkened hall and shut the bedroom door firmly behind her.
Then she turned on her son again, pinning him with a wrathful glare un-like any he'd seen before.
"You and I are going to have a talk about this, young man. We're going to talk about it right now-and I mean this very minute! But we're not going to do it here in the hall, because I don't want to disturb the rest of the house with what I have to say. You just come right along with me, and we'll discuss this in private. And I mean now!"
Actually shivering with outrage, she stalked across to the bathroom and flicked the light on. With a sheepish Mike following meekly along.
"Shut the door behind you. I don't want anyone else to hear the choice words I've got to say!"
Swallowing hard, he stepped inside and pulled the door closed.
Now they were alone, mother and son stood facing each other. It was Jill who spoke first. She unleashed her fury in a blast, standing before him and spitting the words out with a venom that made him cringe.
"Just what do you mean by prowling around without a stitch of clothing on and spying on your parents, young man? Answer me? What did you expect to accomplish by doing a-a perverted thing like that!"
"Uhh . . . I didn't mean . . . it was just an accident, Mom . . . "
"An accident!" If anything, those words only spurred his mother's wrath to an even greater intensity. Her voluptuous body tensed with emotion, and her green eyes blazed. "Are you going to stand there and tell me it was an accident that you went sneaking in the hall spying on us? Well, I just hope we put on a satisfying show for you! I've never been so disgusted in all my life! And don't try to play innocent with me, because I know exactly what you were doing the whole time-the evidence is right here in front of me! Just look at you! Look at what you've done!"
Caught up in her fury and acting on sheer enraged impulse, Jill shot out a hand and gave his limp wet cock a sharp, stinging slap.
Mike gasped as her fingers struck his cock with a painful swat and pulled back sticky with the film of his jizz.
"Look at this!" Holding her cum-layered hand before his face in a gesture of accusation, she practically shrieked the words out. "Don't you dare try to tell me this was any accident! You stood there spying on us and beating yourself off like . . . like I don't know what! That's filthy-it's sick! You . . . you damned little degenerate!"
By this time Jill had worked herself up to such a pitch that she was panting, her nude sweaty body trembling with reaction and her mind reeling in a mixture of shame and anger.
Mike's face squelched beneath her tirade, his body hunching inward as if trying to sink through the floor in an effort to escape his mother's onslaught.
But at the same time he couldn't help but notice the way her big tits jiggled and bobbed in front of him, their thick meaty nipples standing out stiff and erect from the creamy mounds of her pliant tit-globes. His eyes flitted downward, unable to resist the glinting red bush of matted cunt-fur that undulated with her every motion.
The presence of that lush womanly body held him spellbound, despite all the guilt inside him.
And even in the midst of her own horrified outrage, Jill couldn't suppress a sudden unexpected response herself. With her fingers still tingling from the brief touch of her son's bare cock and now covered with the warm ooze of his jism, she couldn't stop the electric current that abruptly soared throughout her pussy, melting it in a gush of creamy arousal.
The sensation came as a fresh shock, jolting her back to reality. For the first time she realized that they were both absolutely naked, confronting each other in a frank mutual display that she hadn't taken time to consider. And she didn't miss the fact that her son was taking full advantage of the encounter, his gaze flickering up and down her ample body with a furtive, devouring stare.
At any other time, that realization would have stunned and revolted her all the more. However, this time was different. This time she responded with a horny surge of mingled anger and lust that seemed to rip from some deep innermost part of her, like the bursting of a dam. Her pussy erupted in a wild juicy explosion of pleasure, even as she fumed on with hardly more than a breathless gasp of outward admission.
"Did you like what you saw? Well? Did you like watching us fuck? Or maybe you preferred the things I did afterward-things you weren't meant to see! Did you enjoy watching me do those things, while you stood beating yourself off? Did you? Answer me when I ask you a question!"
"Uhhh . . . yeah. Yeah, I guess so. I mean . . . I don't know."
Bewildered and stammering under her attack, he tried to tear his eyes from that vivacious hovering body.
"What do you mean, you don't know? Haven't you seen enough yet to decide for yourself? Or do you need more? Is that it? Is that what it would take to keep you from skulking through the house, spying on your parents? Then maybe we just ought to satisfy that curiosity of yours right here and now, while we're at it. Go ahead, look at me-get a good long look, until you've had your fill. I said, look!"
That command lashed out with an intensity that made him jerk as if he'd been struck. His head bobbed up with instinctive obedience, and his eyes went wide.
Because at that moment Jill acted without thinking, responding to the turmoil of emotions that seethed inside her.
She reached up and cupped the mammoth orbs of her tits, hefting them out at him with a sudden infuriated determination that took Mike by complete surprise.
"Get a good hard look, damn you! Look at my tits! Get the whole view, so you don't have to go peeking into people's bedrooms anymore. Are these what made you horny enough to beat on your cock and cream all over yourself? Then why don't we give you an even closer look, so you don't forget them? Come here! Come here, I said!"
With no more warning than that, she abruptly released one flopping tit and stabbed out her hand, fingers tangling in Mike's thick hair and twisting into a fist that made him yelp.
"Owwwww! Hey-oh shit, Mom, that hurts! Jeez-"
Before he had time to even attempt to pull back, his head was jerked forward to meet the massive tit that shoved out at him for examination.
The entire motion was so sudden and violent that his face slapped to Jill's meaty tit, his lips gliding across her fat turgid nipple in a brief tantalizing kiss that made it swell up more tautly than ever, expanding to a huge spike of quivering flesh.
"Don't you dare pull away from me, young man!" Gasping a bit, herself, Jill couldn't fight the eruption of sensation that coursed from her naked tit as it mashed hard against his face, demanding attention. "This is what you wanted! This is why you got yourself caught sneaking in the hall spying on me! And I want you to enjoy it while you've got the chance! What's the matter, isn't looking good enough for you now? Then why don't you do what every horny perverted teenage boy wants to do? Why don't you suck on it, just like Momma's hungry little baby? I'll give you something to beat off about! Suck my tit! Put it in your mouth and give it a good milking, you damned spying little bastard!"
Dimly, a part of Jill was shocked by her own vehemence. Until just moments ago she wouldn't have believed herself capable of saying the things she heard coming from her own lips now, or doing the things she found herself doing. But at the same time, there was no denying the torrents of juice that poured from her drenched twat as she gripped his head all the harder, forcing his mouth to the tingling peak of her tit mound.
"Mom-mumfff! Muhhhmmppff!"
Mike's protest was muffled as his lips were forced apart, and her thick meaty nipple was thrust between them.
"Suck it! Suck the hell out of my tit, and satisfy yourself once and for all! Do it!"
Giving his hair a cruel wrench that made him gasp, she felt her nipple slap against the hot slippery surface of his tongue.
And in that instant, his mouth automatically clamped around her swollen tit-bud in a natural vise, capturing her nipple as it twanged across his tongue and holding it tautly in place with fierce, frightened suction.
"Fuuuuhhmm . . . "
Almost before he realized it, Mike was following her orders to the letter. He began to suck on the giant tit pressed against his face, at the same time licking and tasting the luxuriant immensity of her stiff mouth-filling nipple with an exuberance he could no longer pretend to hide.
Of all his recent experiences, this was the most incredible yet. He was actually doing it-actually sucking on his own Mom's tit!
And she was shoving even more of it at him, giving him all the tit he could handle!
"Mummff-"
Gulping at the huge expanse of her smothering tit-mound with a growing need, he chewed and gnawed on the ripe nipple thrusting down his throat as if it were a big, scrumptious piece of candy.
And all the while, Jill clutched his head in an unbreakable grip and arched her tit forward for more, her pussy juicing wildly in frank uninhibited response to his hot sucking mouth.
"That's it! Work my tit over good, do a nice thorough job so you'll know exactly what it's like! Harder, harder! Damn you, suck it until it hurts! Suck it all up until you can't take anymore! I want to make damned sure you get enough! More, more!"
Her voice came out in a hoarse urgent growl of unleashed emotions as she felt her son's limp cock give a nudge, slithering against her thigh in renewed awareness. Its slick shaft slowly expanded upward, swelling to life with an enormity that she hadn't expected. Within moments it was strumming out to a huge engorged erection that pulsed between her legs, throbbing and wagging just inches beneath her cunt.
The presence of that stiff aroused young cock hovering almost at the very entrance of her pussy sent a fresh pang of giddy delight ripping throughout Jill's lush body. With a harsh twist of Mike's hair and a flex of her shoulders she pulled her now-glistening tit from his mouth and plunged the other one at him for equal attention.
"Suck them both! Give my tits a good thorough going-over, while you're at it! Ahhh-that's it, you horny little sneak! Milk them with all you've got! Milk them good!"
"Ghummppff!"
Mike gave a stifled gasp as his mother was once more filled with tit. It slapped against his face and shoved down his throat until he almost gagged.
But there was no denying the fact that he was getting more turned-on than ever. His prick soared up like a fencepost, thrashing in wild lurches as his initial fear quickly faded in jolts of gleeful abandon. He slurped and gnawed on her mammoth tit-jug, latching onto its fat juicy nip and hanging on for dear life.
"Unnh-annnhhh!"
Jill couldn't hold back a gasp of her own as she flexed again, shoving first one big tit in his mouth and then the other until they were both slick and shining with his saliva, their nipples taut and purpled from his sucking.
Everything had happened so quickly, so unexpectedly, that she no longer had control over her own seething emotions. An unmotherly mixture of anger and horny need boiled up inside her like a volcano on the verge of eruption, urging her to new fury.
In a surge of malicious delight, she abruptly yanked his head down with a violent wrench, forcing Mike to his knees.
"Mumff-Mom!"
He made a weak effort to struggle, wincing as his hair was twisted in her fist. Then his mouth was being forced across the flat rippling flesh of her tummy, pushed downward until at last it brushed the thick, glossy curls of her cunt bush.
Before he quite had time to recover from that sudden switch in position, Jill's voice hissed above him.
"This is what you wanted to see, isn't it? This is what dirty, spying little boys are after when they go sneaking into their mother's room and beating themselves off! Well, get a good long look. Look at it-look at my pussy!"
Clutching his head before her and acting on pure instinctive impulse, she leaned back against the cool porcelain sink and spread her legs apart in a lewd, blatant display.
Her cunt gash splayed open, its pink wet folds yawning wide amidst her tangle of rich red curls like a hungry drooling mouth. A burst of pussy-juice oozed from the flared recess of her fuckhole, bubbling out of her and sliding down between the buttery lips of her pussy in a slippery, tantalizing trickle.
Mike gasped, spellbound. For a long mesmerized moment he froze in his crouched position, taking in the full spectacle of her lush creaming pussy in all its full, mouth-watering splendor.
For what seemed a breathless eternity he simply stared, devouring the view of her gorgeous red-haloed pussy.
His cock gave a frantic leap, flailing in the air as if actually trying to snake its way right up into that incredible, juicing pussy.
His voice croaked out in a hoarse cracked groan. He made no effort at all to hide the choked lust that rumbled from his throat.
"Ohhh . . . oh Mom
For her part, Jill creamed even harder beneath his youthful, wide-eyed stare. Her green eyes glittered as she went on, succumbing totally to the wicked passions that boiled inside her.
"You like it, don't you? You like getting a good long look at my pussy. Well then, I think we ought to make damned sure you get all the pussy you can take! And since you enjoyed nibbling on my tits so much, I suppose you'd like to get a taste of this too! Go ahead, do it! Eat my pussy! I want you to get your fill of it, until you've had enough! Eat it. Eat my pussy out!"
Hissing those words with an unleashed fury, she jerked Mike's head forward with a heave.
"Muhhmpp!"
Without warning, his face smashed against her wet slushy cunt-flesh, plunging into his mother's bushy curls and ramming to her pussy with a smothering force that took his breath away.
But at the same time, he couldn't seem to work up even a feeble attempt to protest. A gush of hot pussy-drool poured across his cheeks as she pulled his head to her, arching forward with a groan.
Mike's reaction was automatic. His tongue shot out, flailing across her slick bloated cuntlips that pressed against his mouth. It swiped eagerly along the greasy furrow of her cunt and tasted the thick musky blast of fuck-juices that surged across it.
Before he quite realized what was happening, he was doing it. Licking out again and again to capture her pussy nectar and probing between her pink flared cuntlips for more, as she moaned and clenched his head even tighter.
He was eating her out. Eating out his own Mom! Ohhh, shit!
"Fuuuhhmm . . . "
His tongue lashed out, digging hungrily up the snug juicy slit of her pussy and probing with an open, uninhibited delight that forced a purr of pure ecstasy from Jill's throat.
"Yesssss, oh God yes, that's it! Eat me-eat the hell out of my cunt, you bastard!"
Leaning back against the sink and pulling his head between her thighs as if to hold it there forever, she twisted and writhed onto his face with an urgency that slammed her clit hard against his teeth. Shudders of unmotherly abandon rippled throughout her body as Mike burrowed for more, gulping down each fresh splatter of his Mom's syrupy pussy-cream and driving his tongue as far up her fuckhole as it would go.
It was a heavenly sensation. And as the first unexpected twangs of approaching orgasm shot up from her cunt with every sweet stab of her lunging tongue, she heaved forward more frantically than ever.
In all her wildest imaginings, Jill would never even have remotely believed that on one quiet summer night she might find herself sprawled naked across the bathroom sink with her son's face shoved against her pussy while his tongue raced up inside her fuckhole.
But it was happening now, beyond any last twinge of guilt or shame.
And as she careened in a heaving mass of sensual oblivion, she felt the last trace of pretense rip out of her.
"You're doing it-doing it to me good! Eat my cunt just like that, suck it and fuck it with your tongue! Oh Gohhlid, that's so fucking nice! I'm going to cum, baby! I'm going to cum all over your face! More, morrre!"
Grinding her engorged clit against his mouth in harsh spasms of building release, she felt the first shudders of orgasmic frenzy rip through her.
There was no holding back. As climax exploded from her cunt with all the fury that had welled up inside her, she humped and slammed herself onto Mike's young cunt-gnawing face with all her might.
"Yessss, you sweet cunt-sucking bastard! Yes, yessss! Aaaah-aaannngggh!"
It struck full-force, blasting from the depths of her pussy in a flood of rich nectar that spewed across Mike's lips as he thrashed between his mother's legs and gulped again and again in an effort to drink up the splashes of musky fuck-cream that poured out of her.
"Guuunnngggh . . . "
Jill gave a wordless gurgle, hanging onto her son's head and smashing to his eager mouth as her voluptuous body quaked with a completion not quite like anything she'd ever experienced before.
It was the most incredible, fantastic orgasm she'd had in years.
And all because she was being eaten out by her own teenaged son!
She kept heaving in an abandon of pure sensuality until the last delicious waves of ecstasy had been thoroughly lapped out of her by his hot, worming tongue.
Then she slumped on the sink in a groaning heap, weaving with limp satisfaction and letting out a hoarse, lusty purr as her fingers finally released their hold on his head.
"Unnnhh . . . oh God, oh my God, that was good! So . . . damned . . . good . . . "
Mike rose, gasping and licking his lips. He took in the full display of his naked still-twitching mother as she lolled before him, her big tits heaving for breath and her sopping red-furred cunt now lathered with a mixture of pussy-cream and saliva.
He had only an instant to stare, taking in the spectacle of her voluptuous trembling body and grinning from ear to ear with a triumphant glee. And all the while, his cock raged before her like an exuberant colt, thrashing and jolting in the air as if it were ready to explode its precious load of jism at any second.
Then Jill swooped out a hand and clutched his massive young prick, in the same motion pulling it toward her.
"Now . . . now you're going to find out just what happens to spying little boys who go sneaking around in the middle of the night peeking on their mothers. I'm going to teach this horny cock of yours a lesson it'll never forget-by giving it just exactly what it wants most! Put it in me, young man. Shove your cock into my pussy and give it a nice thorough fucking, so you won't have to go skulking in halls and beating yourself off! Fuck me-fuck me this very instant, damn you!"
Hissing that demand out and jerking his cock to her with a painful wrench that slapped his engorged cock-knob hard against the rubbery mouth of her pussy, she pulled its bloated tip to the entrance of her cunt with a deft expertise that made them both gasp.
"Ohhhh . . . oh shit . . . "
Mike gave a hoarse growl as his sensitive prickhead pressed against her cuntlips and slipped neatly into the widely spread folds of heated flesh there. It instantly sank between her greased pussy-lips, stretching their resilient bands of flesh around its rimmed bulb.
His Mom groaned and arched forward, skewering her cuntmouth onto his enormous teenaged prick and surging for more.
"Unnhhh . . . that's it! Now stuff it in me, stuff it all the way up my cunt and don't stop until I've got every last inch! I want you to fuck the hell out of me, the way a real man's supposed to do! What're you waiting for? Do it!"
A slow grin spread across Mike's face. After all the evening's wild events so far, he could no longer muster up even a twinge of shock at finding himself standing at the bathroom sink with his cock crammed up his Mom's cunt as she writhed and juiced all over it and literally begged to be fucked.
He poised between her open thighs, holding back for just an extra second as she squirmed and tugged on his cock for more.
"Okay, Mom. I'll fuck your pussy for you, all right. Anything you say. I'll fuck it real good for you! How's this? Is this what you want? Take it, Mom. Take it!"
Even as those words blurted out of him, he gave a sudden violent shove.
"Annnnh! Oh my sweet God, yesss!"
Jill cried out in a sob of pure ecstasy as his stiff teenaged prick slammed totally into her, stretching her pussy walls and thrusting forward until its last meaty inch sank home to fill her rigid, thrashing cock flesh.
She jounced in a delicious spasm of uninhibited rapture, panting out her hoarse appreciation. A blast of cunt-juices poured across Mike's heavy young balls as he twisted his hips to work even deeper up his Mom's heated cunt, letting out a groan of his own as her expert cunt muscles clamped around his cock in a sucking, unbreakable vise.
Instantly Mike was pistoning his cock into her taut slushy cunt with all his might, riding it back and forth up his mother's twitching pussy in furious lunges that splattered her juices over his thighs and pounded her gyrating ass against the sink with loud slapping smacks. Although not as naturally tight as his sister's cock-sucking little pussy, Jill's cunt clamped its muscles around his prick with an expertise that made him gasp and pump even more furiously up her fuck-hole, growing with frantic glee as her inner cunt-muscles clenched and squeezed on his cock in deft wringing ripples.
Though neither of them had expected this sudden incestuous twist of events, they were instantly fucking with a harsh mutual rhythm that had them both panting and crying out in a simultaneous delight.
"That's it, you mother-fucking bastard! Give it to me, fuck me with all you've got! I want it-want it good and hard! More, more!"
Sobbing openly as her son's cock hammered into her again and again, Jill couldn't hold back the wail of pleasure that tore out of her. Her long tapered legs flailed in the air as she twisted onto his stabbing prick in humping fury, her fingers clawing his back and big tits flopping wildly with his each lunge.
Mike's hands swooped up and captured her meaty tits, pinching and squeezing and digging deep into those fleshy tit-globes as he fucked up her grasping cunt-hole just as hard as he could.
"Oh shit Mom, I'm doing it for you! I'm really fucking your pussy! Ahhhh . . . "
He gasped, feeling her expert cunt muscles sucking along the pistoning shaft of his prick as if actually milking it for the load of jizz that boiled up in his balls, already sizzling on the verge of release.
Jill felt it happening. She felt her son's luscious prick thrash and lurch inside her on the edge of orgasm. And that sensation set off the explosion that had built up in her as well, sparking a blast of sheer climactic frenzy that she could no longer restrain.
Raking his back and snapping her pussy onto his sweet stiff cock to suck every last inch of it inside her, she erupted in a heavenly blast of release that turned her sobs into a scream.
"Fuck me, damn you! Fuck the loving piss out of my cunt-hole and shoot your cream up my pussy! Cream me! Cream-meeeee!"
Her voluptuous body convulsed in a series of lunges as her orgasm struck full-force, and her legs wrapped around Mike's waist in a taut vise to pull his fucking prick totally into her.
At the same time he drove his cock home with a powerful thrust that rocked her backward, simultaneously releasing an ecstatic cry that matched her shuddering sobs.
"Gonna cum, Mom! Gonna shoot my load up your cunt for you! Take it, you horny bitch! Take my spunk up your cunthole! Unghhh!"
They cried out in unison, mother and son reeling together as the first heaving wrenches of climax vibrated through the teenager's prick and the first scalding spurts of jism geysered into her cunt.
Jill's cry turned into a small scream as she felt his precious cum spurting inside her, flooding her pussy channel with hits hot acidy nectar and shooting her own orgasm to unbelievable heights as she took it all, humping for more.
Dimly, she heard her own voice cooing with unnatural satisfaction as she worked his cock inside her for every delectable spurt, not wanting to miss a drop.
"That's it, that's my sweet fucking baby. Give Momma all your hot cum, fill her up with all the cream you've got . . . oh God yehhsss, that's it, aaahhh . . . "
She continued to undulate, rolling her son's cock inside her until at last his prick slipped from the bubbling grip of her pussy.
"Wuhhh . . . wow, was that ever something! Oh wowwww . . . "
Slumping wearily against the bathroom wall, Mike gave a weak happy grin and watched with glassy eyes as his insatiable mother continued to gyrate another moment, almost as if she still had his cock crammed inside her and was fucking onto it in an effort to wring his balls utterly-as if she hadn't already!
Then reality slowly returned. Jill's green eyes finally refocused on her surroundings, and she rose with a sigh.
Standing on weak wobbly legs, she managed to confront her gasping son with a last mustered pretense of motherly firmness.
"There. I . . . I hope you've learned a lesson from all this, young man. And I hope you remember it, the next time you let those naughty urges of yours get the best of you! Now go back to your bed and get some sleep, and we'll both just pretend this little episode never happened. All right?"
"Uhhh . . . yeah. Sure, Mom. Sure, that's just what I'll do. Anything you say . . . "
Unable to hide the gleeful expression on his face and knowing perfectly well that he had no intention whatsoever of forgetting the fantastic piece of ass he'd just gotten from his own mother, Mike gladly scampered out of the bathroom and gathered up his discarded clothes, then returned to his bedroom.
And as she finally headed toward her own room where Paul lay sleeping peacefully and unaware, Jill knew that she wouldn't be forgetting tonight's escapade, either, no matter how motherly she tried to sound.
She'd just done a terrible, disgusting thing. She'd just fucked her own son-her own naive, spying, teenaged son!
And God, it had felt so nice!
CHAPTER SEVEN
It absolutely had to be the most disgraceful, wicked thing she'd ever done in her life.
But as she lay once more in bed beside Paul's lean sprawled body, Jill had to admit that it was also one of the nicest fuck-sessions she'd had in months. And she remained like that in a dazed dreamy state of complete satisfaction until at last the bright sunshine of a new morning pulled her awake, yawning and blinking in drowsy luxury.
"Uhm, Paul? Honey . . . "
She reached out to find the spot beside her already empty. A glance at the bedside clock shocked her with the realization that the morning was already half over, and she'd slept right through it.
With a last reluctant groan and an arch of her nude voluptuous body, Jill rose and slipped into a bulky night robe. Then she headed out of the bedroom with a light springy step, feeling more cheerful and relaxed than she had in weeks.
It was as she padded through the hall on her way downstairs that she noticed Mike's closed door. That boy! If he was still sleeping at this time of day, then it was about time somebody dragged him out of bed and saw to it that he got a proper scolding for being so lazy.
She reached the door and flung it open, bursting into Mike's room without bothering to knock.
"And just what're you doing still in bed, young man? I ought to-ohhh! Oh, my God!"
Her voice clipped off in a stunned, horrified gasp as she froze in mid-step, taking in the full impact of the shocking scene before her.
Mike was still in bed, but he wasn't asleep. And he wasn't alone, either. His big sister Vicky was with him. She lay back in a sprawl, her long blonde hair fanning across a pillow and her lithe nude body writhing as he hunched atop her in a pumping fury of delight, his taut bare ass gyrating in the air and cock plunging up her cunt with fast, hard strokes.
Neither of them seemed to hear Jill's entrance, or were even remotely aware thai she stood in gaping slack-jawed astonishment, watching the whole thing. Totally caught up in their own mutual needs, they fucked together in a rhythmic frenzy as the bedsprings squealed and squeaked beneath them. Mike pounded into his sister's clutching pussy and Vicky arched to take every thrust, soaring to sudden climax with a shrill ecstatic wail.
Even as the full force of the scene struck Jill like a physical blow, she saw her teenaged children convulse in a simultaneous orgasm. Their bodies slammed together as Mike grunted, shooting his load of jizz deep up his sister's sucking twat.
And at the same time, Vicky lunged upward to take his meaty cock base-deep, her cuntlips chewing and gnawing on his spasming prick to wring every last precious wad of steamy cum right out of it.
They came furiously in a heaving unison of bliss as Jill stood before them in a numbed daze of overwhelmed bewilderment, not quite able to believe what she was seeing.
Finally satisfied and groaning with release, they sank back onto the bed in a tangle of naked rippling bodies and breathless gasps.
Jill stood there, too shocked to move. Her green eyes stared, glassy with disbelief, and her mouth worked with wordless confusion.
That was when Mike swiveled his head and met her wide-eyed gaze with a smug, self-assured expression, not showing the least hint of surprise at her response.
"Hi, Mom. How'd you like the show we put on? Vick sure can fuck, can't she? Hell, she might even be just as good as you! And that's pretty damned good, isn't it?"
A broad uninhibited grin of frank delight spread across his face, tugging even wider as he watched his mother's stunned reaction.
A crimson blush swept over Jill's cheeks, as realization finally seeped in.
She'd just watched her children fucking each other. She'd watched them fucking themselves to orgasm just as naturally as if they'd done it a hundred times before, without even a hint of shame or guilt.
She'd watched it happen, right before her very eyes.
And the whole time, Mike had known she was there. He'd known that she was taking it all in, too shocked to even work up a protest until it was too late.
At last she managed to speak, the words tearing from her throat in a hoarse croak of confusion and embarrassment.
"What . . . my God, what do you two think you're doing? That-that's disgusting! I can't believe it! I just can't believe-"
"Oh, Mother!" Suddenly Vicky piped up, rolling from beneath Mike's body to face her astonished Mom with a haughty, unabashed air. "You don't have to act as if we're children! We've been fucking like this for . . . oh for days! And Mikey's already told me all about the things you two did last night, so you certainly don't have to put on any big dramatic show for me! I happen to know you like fucking just as much as we do, and what's so wrong about that? It's fun. And we're just like you. We like to have just as much fun as we can get!"
"I . . . I don't know what you mean. How could you say things like that to your own mother? I ought to take you over my knee, young lady! Even at your age you have no business talking like that to your-"
"Oh, don't I?"
Now Vicky's eyes were glittering with unconcealed enjoyment at having her Mom on the defensive. Abruptly, she hopped from the bed and strode boldly forward, until she stood facing Jill at eye level. A mischievous smile flitted across her lips, and an expression of smug assurance tugged across her attractive face.
"I'll tell you how I can say things like that--because you're my mother, and we both know that you're just as hot-blooded as I am! I've overheard you and Daddy going at it lots of times, and you sure don't keep it much of a secret with the way you squeal and yell! You love fucking every bit as much as I do, and I can prove it! Want to see?"
Before Jill so much as had time to even try to respond to that accusation, Vicky's hands shot out and grasped her night robe.
"What do you think you're doing? And how dare you talk to me like that, young lady! Why, I ought to . . . to . . . Vicky, stop that!"
But it was already too late. The robe was gliding from her shoulders, pulled away by Vicky's hand. And despite her every effort to protest, Jill found it to her shock that she couldn't seem to work up even a tremor of resistance.
The whole confrontation had happened too suddenly, out of her control.
And at the same time, she could feel her pussy blasting with a frank arousal that shocked her even more.
She was turned on like crazy. There was no denying the truth. Despite her embarrassment and outrage, the sight of Vicky and Mike getting it on together had turned her on.
Now she stood absolutely nude before her children and trembling in churning reaction as Vicky gave an appreciative gasp of breath, for the first time taking in her mother's naked voluptuous body.
"Wow, Mom. You sure do have a fantastic pair of tits! They're so big and sexy . . . lots bigger than mine! Ooooh, they just look scrumptious!"
Feasting on the breathtaking spectacle of those lush massive tits thrusting out at her, she acted without thinking.
Her hands swooped forward, cupping and hefting her mother's oversized tits in an instinctive gesture of frank admiration.
Belatedly, Jill gasped.
"Darling, I don't think you ought to-ohhh! Oh Vicky, stop!"
Her admonishment turned into a gasp as Vicky's thumbs darted upward, rolling across the sensitive swells of her nipples with a testing curiosity.
"Ohhhh, and they're really sensitive, too! You like having your tits touched, don't you, Mom? Just like I do-you like having them played with. I'll bet you really get off when they're kissed and licked, too! Want to find out? Let's just see . . . "
Those words were hardly out when she no ducked her head, at the same time pulling one meaty tit up to meet her. Her pink tongue flicked moistly out, lapping along the immense swell of her mother's swirled nip in an unthinking motion that caught them both by surprise.
"Unnhh-ohh, don't! Stop it, stop that this instant. You don't realize what you're . . .ahh! Oh my God . . . "
Jill tried to resist. But there was no denying the surge of lust that ripped throughout her as Vicky's tongue lashed out again, and then again. Everything had happened so abruptly, so overwhelmingly out of control, that she couldn't seem to so much as twitch a muscle to stop the events unreeling around her.
And when the girl's lips slid around her engorged nipple and clamped onto its rigid spire in a sucking grip, she couldn't stop the moan of pure sensation that slid out of her.
"Unngghh . . . "
"Mmmmmm . . . "
Before either of them quite realized it, Vicky was sucking and licking at her Mom's big juicy tit with eager delight. Her mouth milked on it all the more furiously as her mother reacted with a groan of lust, unable to hide her own pleasure any longer.
Jill's shoulder arched, plunging her tits to the girl's face in an automatic gesture that forced even more of its fleshy hugeness between her lips. Jill's pussy erupted in waves of sheer lust as she wavered limply, surrendering to the sweet sensation of having her tit sucked despite her every motherly instinct.
And from somewhere in the background, she heard Mike's gleeful chortle as he bounced from the bed with exuberant energy, thoroughly enjoying the whole situation.
"Oh man, I've gotta get in on some of this action too! Let's work her tits over good, Vick-she really loves that! And while she's giving it out, I'm gonna grab a mouthful of tit for myself! Oh, yeah!"
Then he was scampering forward as well, quick to follow his words up with actions.
An instant later, Jill found herself standing stark nude in the middle of her son's bedroom with two greedy mouths fastened on her tits, both of them slurping up her strumming nipples and swallowing all the massive titflesh they could hold as she careened before them, no longer able to put up even a pretense of protest.
Melting in steamy gushes of cum-juice and shoving her big lush tits at her two unabashed teenagers for more, she felt hot fingers probing across her bounteous body as a pair of m warm, hungry mouths milked on her engorged nipples with wet smacking appreciation.
Almost before she quite realized it was happening, she was being gently pulled to Mike's bed, floating forward in a haze and sinking onto the rumpled sheets in an unresisting heap as her tits were finally released.
Dimly, she heard herself making a last dwindling effort to stop as she felt her legs being eased wide-open, and a warm flicking tongue gliding between them.
"Please . . . please, you've got to stop this! We can't . . . this shouldn't be happening . . . don't-ohhh! Oh my God!"
Her words turned into a gasp of pleasure as an eager probe dipped between her slick puffy cuntfolds and scooped up a load of the juice that was pouring out of her.
And at the same instant, she felt a familiar stiff shaft of veined flesh slithering along her mouth as Mike crouched above her, grunting with throaty delight.
"Come on, Mom. We're just gonna make you feel good, that's all-hell, that's what you want, anyway! And while we're doing that, you may as well return the favor. Suck my cock for me. Suck on my prick a little, and maybe then I'll use it to fuck you again like I did last night! That's it, take it! Yeah!"
"No-don't! Mike-mumfff! Fuuhhhm!"
It all seemed to happen at once. The realization that it wasn't Mike's tongue gliding across her cunt forced a gasp from Jill's throat, a gasp that was stifled as his thick young cock jabbed between her parted lips.
Simultaneously, her cuntlips were pried apart with a deft eager lick, letting a gush of juices boil out of her as it swooped them up and darted for more.
It wasn't Mike's tongue exploring her pussy, but Vicky's. She was being eaten by her own daughter!
She tried to cry out, tried to stop the events that had her reeling without resistance as Mike's stiffened prick began to pump across her tongue and Vicky's soft cheeks burrowed into her hairy bush.
But it was too late. Her own body reacted with a will all its own, her mouth clamping around her son's meaty cockshaft and her hips arching upward to splay her dripping cunt even wider before the hot delicate tongue that dipped between her bloated pussy-lips to collect the globs of musky juices that were bubbling from her innermost depths.
A series of uninhibited tremors quaked throughout her voluptuous body, and any last twinge of hesitation was swept away in a flood of steamy pussy-nectar as she flopped beneath her horny children like a hooked fish.
"Oh yeah, you're really doing it now! Suck on my cock, Mom! Suck it real good like that! Oh shit . . . yeahhh . . . "
Shoving his cock down her mouth with long fast strokes that had his balls slapping against her face, Mike fucked his re-stiffened cock into his mother's throat with harsh abandon.
And as Jill's gasps were muffled into sobbing moans by her son's plunging cockshaft, Vicky was swiping across her drenched pussy gash as naturally as if it was something she did all the time.
She'd never eaten another woman's cunt before. In fact, she'd never even imagined doing such a thing. And certainly not to her own mother!
But as surge after surge of pussy drool burst across her tongue, and the plump flared lips of her Mom's pink open cunt seemed to melt around her mouth, she found herself doing just that. Her face plunged into the rich carpet of her mother's fiery cunt-hair as she lapped deep between the woman's pussy-folds, digging for more of that thick musky fuck-cream. Her teeth bumped against Jill's stiff fat clit that thrust up to meet them, and her tongue began to stab in and out with delighted fucking jabs.
Jill's response was a groan of unleashed pleasure that she couldn't hold back, as she arched to take those thrusts in automatic compliance. She sucked furiously on the length of Mike's cock, slurping at its pulsing shaft and gulping at every delicious inch while he chuckled above her, pumping downward harder than ever.
"Oh man, that feels terrific! You see, Sis?" I told you that Mom had one hell of a hot ass! And she's really proving it now-shit, she's gonna suck the jizz right out of my balls for me! Yeah Mom, do it! Suck me off good!"
Yelping aloud at the wet suction of his mother's clutching mouth, he rammed his prick down her throat with hard, battering stabs.
Every bit as enthusiastic as her brother, Vicky plunged her tongue up the greasy chute of Jill's cunt with simultaneous exuberance.
And for her part, Jill soared in a mass of orgiastic sensation that no amount of motherly inhibition could deny. Her mouth and pussy worked hungrily on both probes, body writhing on the bed in pure rapture as the first incredible pangs of climax rippled through her.
"Muuuggghhhhm! Huuuffmmf!"
She gave a stifled sob of bliss and arched upward in a bow-like heave as explosion struck. Her cunt muscles clamped around Vicky's tongue and her lips grasped for the massive slab of Mike's prick as she surged in blast after blast of delicious orgasm, her body shuddering with unleashed ecstasy.
At that moment Mike couldn't hold back anymore. He pistoned his cock into her slurping mouth and let out a yell, spurting his renewed load of jism deep between his mother's frantic lips.
"She's sucking me off! She's sucking my cum all up! Oh shit yeah Mom, take it all! Unggh! Yeah, yeah!"
His cock bucked in frantic jolts, spewing globs of sweet nectar down Jill's throat. She took it all and sucked for more in a heaven of sheer delight as Vicky's tongue reamed each fresh blast of release out of her, until at last they all three sank in a breathless tangle.
Still twitching in the last throes of that fantastic crescendo, Jill tasted the overflow of thick warm jism that rolled across her tongue and oozed between her lips. As if in a hazy dream, she heard her children's gasps as they wiggled with giddy approval.
"Wow, that was really something else! You really sucked my cock dry, Mom! Oh wow . . . "
"Mmmmmm, that tasted nice. But now I'm horny all over again, and that means it's my turn to have some fun! You don't mind returning the favor, do you, Mom? I'm just so hot I'm about to explode! Anyway, it's only fair that I get my share of the action-and that's just what I'm going to do!"
She was already scrambling across Jill's limp body, moving with a determination that the older woman didn't comprehend until it was already too late.
As she refocused once more on reality, Jill opened her glazed green eyes just in time to see a pink gaping young pussy poised above her face, its slick greasy folds flaring open amidst a matted tangle of downy gold fleece and a little clit button strumming rigidly out in a fat plumped jut of hooded flesh.
Then the horny teenager lowered herself onto her mother's face with an unhesitant gyration, cutting off Jill's belated gasp in mid-breath.
"Whuhhh . . . what do you think you're doing, young lady? Don't-umff Fuuuhhm!"
Jill's words turned into a muffled moan, and her voice rolled out in a mewl as that dripping young pussy suddenly slapped across her lips and her daughter's urging cry penetrated the daze that engulfed her.
"Eat me, Mom! Eat my pussy up, just like I did yours! Stick your tongue in me and fuck me with it until I cum all over your face! Do it, oh do it to me good!"
Even though Jill dimly realized what was happening, she couldn't stop her own reaction.
Bursts of steamy pussy drool gushed across her mouth, and she instinctively lashed out her tongue to lap them up.
"Woooh-ooooh, that's nice! I can feel your tongue sliding up inside me . . . and it feels so good! Eat my cunt out just like that, eat me until I scream! Oh Mom, ohhh!"
Crouched over her mother's head and shivering in a wave of lust as she felt her pussy being reamed and licked by a hot stabbing tongue, Vicky instantly surged on the edge of explosive climax.
There was no stopping Jill now that she'd started. Too much had happened over the last twenty-four hours. Too many discoveries and revelations, too many unleashed needs and uninhibited hungers. Almost before she realized it she was burrowing even deeper between the girl's wide-spread thighs, swiping her tongue into her juicy little cunt and mashing her puffy lips against its resilient flared rim with a building need un-like any she'd ever before known in all her wildest experiences.
And as the two women arched and groaned on the bed in a rising fury of fresh arousal, Mike looked on with a wide grin of mingled amazement and delight.
Christ, was their Mom ever a hot-assed bitch! She was actually doing it. Actually eating Vicky's cunt! Oh, shit!
Mesmerized by that spectacle, he felt his cock nudging with renewed horniness until it slowly wagged up to full erection, bloating to rigid attention and pulsing with fresh energy.
He had to get in on the action. It was fun watching his Mom and big sister going at it, but the sight of Vicky hunching atop their mother's attractive face quickly had him as turned-on as ever. He had to join the fun, before his balls exploded all over again right on the spot.
"Oh man, I can't take anymore of this! I'm gonna have some fun too! Hey Mom, is it okay if I get a piece of ass while you're busy getting some from Vick? You don't mind that, do you? Not if I knock off just one little piece for you, huh?"
Practically chortling those words out and perfectly aware that his mother was in no position to answer or to refuse, he slipped between her open legs and plunged his now-stiffened cock straight into her cunt mouth without so much as awaiting a muffled reply.
His prick slithered effortlessly between her hairy cunt-lips and instantly began to pump back and forth.
Her response was a stifled wail of bliss as she humped up to meet her son's hard thrusts, burying her face deeper into Vicky's pussy and surrendering totally to the waves of sweet abandon that swept over her.
It took only the first few stabs of his prick to have her blasting to climas all over again, twisting in a frenzy of oblivious relief and spasming at the height of a delicious explosion that she wouldn't have believed possible. Her tongue gouged as far up her daughter's creamy cunt as it would go, writhing inside Vicky and spurring her own humping climax to release as Mike's cock raced in and out of her, lunging hard and fast up her pussy and vibrating with its own approaching eruption.
"Oh fuck, what a bitch! Take it, bitch! Take my cock and suck on Vicky's cunt while I shoot my cream right inside your pussy-hole! Take it-yeah, Mom! Oh yeah!"
He pumped furiously, making Jill heave with greater violence. Vicky cried out and slapped her tongue-stuffed cunt onto the woman's face as her lithe slender body shuddered in orgasm.
Climax ripped through Jill's undulating body again and again, as if it never intended to end. She swallowed down burst after burst of sweet teenaged pussy-cream and plunged onto each stab of her son's engorged cock until it too, exploded, pumping his hot jism up inside her womb in rich acidy spurts of release.
Everything after that was an unfocused cloud of sheer sensuality. Jill came in a sobbing fury, heaving beneath her two children for an eternity and still gyrating even after they slumped away in a gasping heap, both of them laughing in happy disbelief at the intensity of their mother's orgasm.
Though it could have lasted only a few minutes, it seemed hours later that she finally drifted back to earth in time to hear Vicky's purring appreciation as the girl weakly forced herself up from the bed.
"Uhhmm, that was really nice! But I've got to go. I promised some of the girls I'd meet them at the swimming pool. Do you want to come along, baby brother? Or would you rather stay here with Mom?"
"Oh, I think I'll just hang around. And besides, after this session I don't think I'm gonna be in any shape to go swimming anyway. Man, did she ever take it out of me! Shiiit!"
Grinning from ear to ear and sinking beside her in gasping weariness, Mike received yet another surprise.
Because at that moment Jill returned to reality and reached out to grasp his limp wet prick, at the same time letting out a pleased croon.
"Yes, stay here with Momma, baby. I want you to stay right here beside me until you've worked up your energy again! And then we'll pick up where we left off . . . "
CHAPTER EIGHT
It was late afternoon, and the local swimming pool parking lot was almost empty when Paul pulled the family car into it and selected an open spot near the entranceway.
He'd barely brought the car to a halt when Vicky came prancing out to meet him, her lithe, bikini-clad body glistening with water and shining in the sunlight as she hopped in on the passenger's side and flung her towel in the back seat.
"Thanks for picking me up, Daddy. Wow, am I ever worn out! I sure wasn't looking forward to the long walk home! Ummm, it feels nice to just sit back and relax!"
"You're lucky I caught your call, hon. I was just walking out of the office when I-uhhh, when . . . uh . . . "
His words abruptly drifted off as he stared at his lolling daughter, his eyes drifting downward to the scanty wisp of a bikini she was wearing.
Its string ties had worked loose during her afternoon's swimming session, until the flimsy flaps of material barely hung in place. The cups that covered her small firm tits had sagged away, and as she leaned forward he found himself staring straight at her bared tit.
That sight took him by complete surprise. He froze, gawking at the pliant cone of titflesh thrusting nakedly into the open, its pink exposed nipple gleaming moistly in full view from a swirled aureole that seemed to plump outward even as he looked, expanding a bit beneath his gaze.
"What's the matter, Dad? Is something wrong?"
Catching the odd expression on his face, Vicky's eyes followed his stare, and understanding struck.
"Uh . . . nothing, babe. Nothing's wrong."
Belatedly, he tried to shrug his reaction off. "It's just that . . . well, don't you think that outfit you've got on is a little skimpy? I mean, don't you think it shows off a little too much?"
It took an effort to muster up a tone of fatherly concern. Paul felt his cock nudging up in his trousers in an instinctive response that he couldn't control.
And although the innocent exposure of her tit had surprised Vicky as well, she didn't fail to notice the swelling in her father's crotch.
However, instead of being shocked, she felt a tremor of pleasure tingling deep in her pussy, a sensation that over the past few days she had come to know all too well.
She laughed, barely concealing a hint of delight at the realization that she was making her own father horny.
"Oh Daddy, you don't know anything about us girls? That's what bikinis are for. They're supposed to show off what we've got! I have to admit maybe mine shouldn't be showing off quite this much, but it certainly seems to be working. Just look what it's done to you!"
Her wide blue eyes fastened on the spectacle of his tented crotch, sparkling with mischievous pleasure at the faint blush sweeping across Paul's face.
"That's not the point, young lady. And I don't think you should be running around practically naked, no matter how well it works! Now fix that thing together, and let's not hear another word about it!"
Turning beet-red, he tried to sound stern. He also tried to tear his eyes away from the delicious sight of her exposed tit, but couldn't quite do either. Caught in a mixture of guilt and arousal, he saw Vicky's smile grow even wider with enjoyment at the prospect of suddenly finding herself in complete control of the situation. She was turning him on, and they both knew it.
"Oh, all right. If you're going to turn into such a big prude all of a sudden, I guess, I'd better-oops! Ohhhh!"
Acting on pure impulse, she reached up as if to obey his command. But the knowing smile on her lips was as broad as ever as she abruptly let the bikini top slip from her fingers, giving out a faked gasp as its tit-cups fell away.
Her firm young tits jounced fully into view, their bare creamy orbs falling into the open with blatant defiance. Her pink nipples danced and bobbed in a mesmerizing sway, their plump erect spikes poking rigidly forward into hard, swollen buttons of frank arousal.
It happened so suddenly that Paul didn't have time to conceal his reaction. A hoarse growl rolled from his throat, and his eyes latched onto her pert, jiggling little tits.
"Uhhhh . . . "
Shocked and hypnotized by the sight of his daughter's taut naked tits, he could only gape in dumb fascination.
And at the same time, his cock jolted in his trousers. It soared up to raging erection, pulsing wildly against its restraint and leaving no doubt at all about the effect Vicky was having on him.
She giggled, making no effort at all to hide her tits from view.
"Sorry, Daddy. It just slipped out of my fingers, that's all. But since you're looking at my tits anyway, what do you think? Do you like them? I know they're not as big as Mom's or anything like that, but I always thought they were kind of nice, and now I can get a man's opinion. Well? Do I have good tits, or don't I?"
Thoroughly enjoying the whole situation and oozing wickedly deep in her cunt, she pushed her tits straight at her father's face as if innocently asking his honest opinion.
"What . . . Vicky . . . "
Paul's jaw worked. His throat constricted, and his eyes followed every jelly-like quiver of her luscious tender tits as they shoved out toward him with uninhibited excitement, literally begging to be grabbed and kneaded and sucked.
His own teenaged daughter's tits . . .
His hands clenched into fists, and his prick lunged against the prison of his zipper as if threatening to burst right through.
With difficulty, he managed to force out an indignant bark.
"What do you think you're doing, young lady? Sitting there without your top and asking me . . . asking . . . now stop it! Get dressed this very moment before you go too far and make me really mad! And wipe that smirk off your face-you're not too old to spank, you know!"
But Vicky wasn't the least bit intimidated by his weak threat. If anything, the contorted turmoil of emotions wrenching her father's face only urged her on. And the ominous bulge straining at his crotch had her pussy creaming harder than ever, melting any daughterly hesitation in a gush of juicy awareness.
"Why Daddy, what's the matter? I was just asking what you thought, that's all. And if you're going to spank me for that, then maybe I'd just better make it easy for you! How's this? Is this what you want, Daddy?"
Without giving him time to respond, she reached down and deftly tugged the string ties of her bikini bottom apart. Then, in a quick fluid motion, she whipped the skimpy flaps away and lei them drop to the floorboard with a triumphant, dramatic gesture.
"There! Do you still want to spank me?
Because if you do, then I sure am ready for it!"
Wiggling impishly on the car seat, now totally nude and not the least embarrassed, she almost laughed out loud at the expression twisting across his face.
"Oh . . . Christ!"
Paul gaped down at the lush bush of crisp blonde curls undulating between Vicky's thighs, its thick tangle beaded with wetness and glistening up at him with a temptation he could hardly resist.
Before he had time to recover, she acted with a giddy self-assurance that surprised even her. She reached out a hand and grasped her father's engorged cock, gliding her fingers over its swollen immensity and feeling it jolt up against her palm.
"But I don't think you've got spanking on your mind, do you, Daddy! Oh no, I think you'd like to do other things to me-with this big hard prick of yours! Isn't that right? Isn't that what you really want? Wouldn't it be lots more fun if you put it into my pussy and gave me a good thorough fucking instead?"
Her fingers squeezed the stiffened bulge of his crotch. Paul's prick gave a series of wild lurches, and his voice groaned out in a hoarse mixture of shock and lust.
"You can't be serious! Christ, I'm your father! Now stop it, Vicky. Let's stop this little game before it gets-oh damn . . . "
His words drifted off in a gasp as she fumbled at his zipper and peeled it down, then fished his bloated cock into the open before he quite had time to muster the strength to stop her.
And as the girl's eager fingers closed around his pulsating prick, Paul lost all will to even try. His swollen cock pulsed, its rippled shaft jolting in her grip and his bulbed cockhead expanding.
"Ohhhh wow, it's so big! Oh Daddy, I haven't seen a prick this big anywhere-not even in pictures! And it's so hard too. So big and hard . . . oooooh . . . "
Openly astonished at the sheer hugeness of her father's cock, she stroked her fingers up and down its quivering length as if to make sure it was real.
A pearl of clear pre-cum bubbled up at the flaring slit of Paul's piss-tip, glistening with a sweet promise that made her pump and squeeze with even greater determination.
"Vicky . . . "
The whole abrupt turn of events was more than Paul could withstand. He tried to make an effort to stop what was happening. His hands went out in a weak attempt to grasp her shoulders and push her away. But somehow they slipped across the pliant jut of her vibrant young tits instead. He couldn't suppress a groan as she gasped, her hard nipples jumping against his palms and her tender tits shuddering with delight. His fingers began to knead and massage her taut mounds of titflesh, while her grip on his prick tightened.
"Ahhhh . . . you see, Daddy? Wouldn't fucking be lots nicer than spanking? And you've got so much to fuck me with, it'd be a shame to let it go to waste! Come on, don't be shy! Let's do it-let's fuck right now, before I go crazy! Please, oh please, Daddy, I want it! I want your cock inside me! I want it now!"
Still clutching his rigid cock in an unbreakable grip, she suddenly twisted about on the seat and sank back in a contorted sprawl, flinging her long legs wide-apart and urgently pulling his cock between them.
For a brief stunned instant, Paul resisted, staring down at the spectacle of his daughter's sopping, widely split cunt. Until just moments ago he wouldn't have dreamed that he might find himself sitting in his car in the middle of a local parking lot with his prick thrashing in his little girl's hand and her wet bare pussy splayed out before him, all ripe and ready for fucking.
In fact, until this very instant, he hadn't even noticed that Vicky was no longer a little girl, but had grown into a lush, vivacious woman.
But now the evidence was literally spread out before him in all its slick gaping splendor-a pink gash of dripping pussy flaring wide amidst a tangle of soft gold curls, its plumped lips pooching apart to show off a snug velvety recess, all greased and waiting to be stuffed with cock . . .
His own daughter's pussy!
He had only that moment to stare, as his balls boiled with a scalding need that no last fatherly twinge could halt.
Then Vicky was tugging on his cock more urgently, pulling him atop her by his prick while her breathless gasps of uninhibited need resounded in his ears.
"Ohh, do it! Get your cock in me and give a good hard fucking-just the kind I need! Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck the hell out of my pussy, until I can't take anymore!"
There was no resistance left in Paul as he sank between her spread-open thighs, giving in to the urge that seared through his cock. With churning emotions, he lunged forward.
"Oh Jesus-all right, damn it! This is what you're beggin' for, so take it! If you want to get that hot pussy of yours reamed out, take it, take it all!"
His hoarse threat seemed to come from someone else entirely as he stabbed straight for the soaked groove of her gaping, inviting teenaged cunt.
His cock-knob slapped against her buttery cuntlips, and sank between them. Its oversized ball of flesh wrenched Vicky's cunt-lips apart, forcing a cry of pure delight from her lips. "Aaahhh!"
Then the entire shaft of her father's prick was slamming into her.
Instantly she arched up to take every stiff inch of his monster cock, skewering herself onto it with a surge of mewling rapture.
And as she hunched off the seat to clamp her pussy around his cock with greedy suction, Paul pounded it to her with an intensity that slammed her ass down again and made the whole car shudder.
"That's it, oh yeah, that's my girl. Take it all up your cunt, you sweet teasing little bitch! Oh Christ, your pussy's tight! But I'll fix that. like this!"
Pulling his cock back and battering into her again and again, he gave in completely to his unfatherly urge of lust.
And if he'd expected Vicky to cry out in pain as his prick twisted and jolted in the clenched vise of her pussy channel, he received yet another surprise as she humped eagerly upward, meeting him thrust for thrust and wailed ecstatically for more.
"Yes, oh yesss! Fuck me like that, fuck me really hard! Ooooh, I can feel your cock all the way up into my tummy! More Daddy, give me more! Morrre! Annnnh!"
She careened beneath his muscular body in gleeful abandon as his giant slab of cockmeat slurped in and out of her cunt with increasing fury, plunging in and out of her with fierce impaling strokes that slapped his balls against her ass and splattered her gushing pussy-juices across his thighs.
It had been years since he'd fucked a pussy as tight and hot as the one that smacked lovingly around his cock now. And not even the fact that this particular pussy happened to belong to his own little girl could stop him from pistoning in and out with unleashed fury, rocking between her thighs and slamming deep inside her as he groaned, oblivious to all else.
"Fuck it, baby. Fuck yourself crazy on my cock! Oh damn, wrap that sweet pussy of yours around it and suck the cum out of my balls for me! Jesus, oh jeez-aaahhh! Do it honey, do it good to Dad's prick! Do it, bitch!"
Ramming his cock against the spongy walls of her pussy-hole harder than ever, he felt the first searing pangs of near-release rip through his balls. And that sensation only made him plunge all the harder, smashing his cockbase against the swollen jut of her clit and pummeling the outer rim of her torn-open cunt with a ferocity he couldn't contain.
For Vicky, it was one of the most heavenly fuck-sessions she'd had yet. A gurgle of pure fulfillment mewled from her throat, and she writhed beneath his pumping body in eel-like convulsions of sheer ecstasy.-
"Wuuunnnhhh . . . "
She was being fucked senseless by her own father.
And it was her most incredible experience ever!
As if to prove that realization, the first delicious blasts of orgasm tore through her cock-stuffed pussy like a series of detonated bombs. A scream of bliss wrenched from her lips, and her lithe body arced off the car seat in a surge that pounded his prick totally into her.
"Waaannngggh! Guuuuhhhh!"
She humped beneath him like a demon, rippling in a bust of climactic frenzy that his overloaded balls met with a mutual explosion.
"Take it, that's it! Unnnh! Ohhhhh!"
Gasping aloud and thrashing atop her vibrant youthful body with all his strength, Paul released his load of jism up her tight, clenching pussy.
"Yes Daddy, yesss! Give it to me-give me all your cream! Ohhhh, good! Good, goooooohhhh! Uuuunnnggghhh . . . "
She came again and again, in unending spasms of completion.
Her supple nude form continued to heave and shudder until the last dregs of Paul's cockjuice had been wrung out of him by her steamy teenaged pussy.
And even after he finally pulled from her grip and sat back in a gasping heap, she continued to gyrate, just enjoying the feel of all that precious hot cum rolling and sloshing deep inside her.
"Damn hon, that was . . . oh damn . . . "
Grunting for breath and at a loss for words after the thorough fucking he'd just received, he could only manage a weak gasp of frank admiration as Vicky finally rose from her awkward prone position and fixed her unfocused gaze on his face.
"Uhhmm, that was nice! But . . . but I want more, Daddy! I want lots more! I want you to give me all the cum you've got-every bit of it! I want it all . . . ohhhhh!
She twisted about with sudden determination and plunged her head onto his lap, her mouth fastening onto his slick drained prick and her tongue greedily collecting up the slush of mingled cunt-juices and cock-cream that layered its slippery shaft.
Her long blonde hair fanned across his thighs, and her head began to bob up and down as she gulped and slurped on his limp meaty prick, eagerly riding her lips along its thick veined surface and sucking even harder as Paul moaned and grasped a handful of her hair, urging her on.
"Damn, girl! I can't believe this-unnh! That's it, that's just perfect, honey. Suck on my cock just like that, give it a good thorough sucking for me, and you just might get your wish . . . aaaahhh . . . "
His words melted into a hoarse growl as his prick slowly nudged up in the moist suction of her mouth, swelling all over again to full stiff erection.
Within moments Vicky's unsuppressable hunger had it straining as rigidly as ever, pulsing deep in her throat. Her head rode up and down, mouth smacking wetly around his huge swollen fuckshaft and her tongue lashing across the sensitive bulge of its inflamed tip as a tiny trickle of cock-cream oozed out with rich promise.
"Mumff . . . fuuuuhhhm . . . "
Without missing a stroke, she reached down and began to finger her steamy cum-filled cunt. Her fingers kneaded the tender flesh of her pussy-folds, rubbing in the syrupy splatters of jism that leaked out of her and smearing her father's cock-cream all over her pussy-lips as she sucked for another taste.
And in his present state, Paul was in no condition to hold back from his daughter's demand. His balls ached and his cock jolted in the clutch of her mouth with imminent warning.
"Do it, you sweet, hot-cunted bitch! Suck the cream out of Dad's cock good! Oh Christ . . . Christ! Aaaaaaah!"
Suddenly he plunged off the seat as his cock skyrocketed in the smacking grasp of her lips, spewing yet another load of jizz into her throat.
"Ghuuuhhmm! Ummmfff!"
Frantically rubbing her pussy and gulping down blast after blast of rich steamy jism, she matched her father's orgasm in a wiggling eruption of bliss that gushed all over her fingers. Writhing ecstatically, she didn't stop sucking until she was absolutely certain that every last drop of his precious cum was oozing down into her tummy, warming it with delicious tasty satisfaction.
Then, releasing his emptied cock and rising to face him with an impish smile, she licked her lips.
"Mmmmm, that was just as good as getting fucked! Now you see, Daddy? That's why we girls wear bikinis-so we can get some action! And I sure got my share-oh yehhhsss . . . "
Giggling happily, she reached for the discarded pieces of the bikini as naturally as if nothing at all unusual had just happened.
And as he tucked his well-used cock back into his pants, Paul had to silently admit that she had a point.
CHAPTER NINE
Until that afternoon's episode, Paul Duncan had considered himself a reasonably normal, happy family man who loved his wife and kids and enjoyed the routine of his life without qualm or regret.
But as he drove home with his prick lathered with Vicky's pussy-juices and his balls still tingling from their wild fucking and sucking session, he couldn't stop the confusion that spun in his mind.
It had happened so easily, without any warning at all. He'd just fucked the hell out of his own teenaged daughter, and gotten one of the greatest blow-jobs he'd ever had in his life.
And as they pulled into the driveway and headed into the house, he couldn't seem to work up even a pang of remorse.
He'd done it. Really done it. He'd let himself get fucked and sucked by his own little girl.
And he couldn't even force a twinge of guilt over the whole incident.
Christ, what was happening to him!
Mulling over that disturbing thought and failing to notice that Jill wasn't bustling about the kitchen as she usually was this time of the evening, he meekly followed Vicky's exuberant trail as she bounced upstairs to change.
He needed a shower. A quick, cold shower to wash the day's events away. Maybe that would clear his head, help him feel the horror and shame any good father ought to feel after just fucking his own innocent daughter.
Oh Jesus Christ! His own daughter!
The mere thought was too overwhelming to fully comprehend. In a daze Paul trudged up the stairs and padded through the hall on his way to the bathroom, unable to think clearly about anything beyond a good chill shower.
That was when a movement nearby jolted him back to reality.
Because that was when the door to Mike's room abruptly swung open and Jill swept out, totally nude.
They both jerked to a halt, practically colliding. Jill gasped.
"Oh! Oh, Paul. I . . . I didn't hear you come in! Is it that time of day already? Goodness, I've just completely lost track of the hours! I'll just . . . I mean, I'd better get supper . . . "
Standing there before her dumbfounded husband and blushing a vivid pink beneath his uncomprehending stare, she stammered helplessly.
But any attempt at an explanation was suddenly cut off as Mike appeared behind her, also nude as he strode casually forward without a seeming care in the world.
"Hey Mom, hurry it up! Don't just stand there, I'm getting horny again! And you promised to give me one last really fantastic fuck before Dad got h-"
Too late, he caught Paul's presence.
For a frozen instant the three of them poised like that in mutual shock, no one making a move or even attempting to utter a sound.
And in that instant Paul took in the spectacle body and Mike's limp, slick jiggling cock as the full impact of their confrontation finally seeped through the haze of his turmoil.
His jaw worked, and his voice came out in a rasping croak.
"Oh, Christ. Oh, Christ! Jill . . . "
The mention of her name broke through Jill's momentary lapse. She spoke up quickly, trying to form an excuse even as the words erupted.
"Now darling, it isn't quite what it appears to be. We . . . that is, Mike and I were simply . . . we didn't mean . . . "
But no excuse came.
Paul's lean face twisted with anger, and his tone grew ominous.
"I can't believe this. I just can't believe it! What the hell do you mean, it isn't what it appears to be? I'll tell you how it appears-it appears that you've been fucking our son, damn it! Fucking your own son like . . . like some kind of goddamned slut! Jesus, what the fuck's going on around here? This is crazy! The whole place is falling apart!"
His voice rose to an enraged growl as he face the incestuous couple, his fists knotting with a fury that wasn't just directed at Jill and Mike, but at himself and Vicky as well. His entire family, the happy life he'd believed in until today, all seemed to be crumbling away right before his very eyes. Paul glowered with a wrath that had his wife trembling.
"I'm . . . I'm sorry, honey. It wasn't really as if either of us meant it happen, it just-just did. And I know I was wrong to let it go this far. If only you'd just listen-"
"Listen! Don't give me that shit, bitch! If I'd listened a little harder, I might've heard you two sneaking around the house fucking each other's brains out! It's too late to listen now, damn you! What's the matter? Haven't I been giving you enough cock lately? Is that why you had to go seducing our son? Is that what a son-fucking slut like you needs? Then that's just what you're going to get-oh yeah, that's exactly what you're going to get right now! Come here, slut!"
Caught up in an outrage he couldn't control, he suddenly reached out and grabbed his wife roughly by the arms, pulling her into the bedroom.
"Paul-what're you doing? You're hurting me!"
"That's just the beginning of what I'm going to do to you, bitch! You want to fuck--this is your chance!"
Ignoring her weak efforts to resist, he threw her onto Mike's bed and began to rip at his clothes, tearing them away with a series of infuriated jerks and wrenches that frightened her even more.
His cock soared into sight, its massive length swelling up to full erection as he kicked his trousers away and stalked forward, his eyes glittering with an intensity Jill had never seen before.
"All right, you slut. Since it seems obvious that I haven't been giving you enough cock to keep you out of our own son's pants, I mean to correct that situation right here and now! Spread your legs, so I can give that fucking pussy of yours the kind of going-over it needs! I said spread them, bitch!"
His hands swooped again, clutching Jill's ankles and twisting them apart with a violence that made her yelp.
"Unnh! Paul, stop it! You . . . you're carrying this too far!"
But her husband was beyond listening to pleas. He plunged between her forced-open legs with an intent that couldn't be resisted. The swollen knob of his cock gouged against her cuntlips and tore them wide-apart in a single thrust as he plowed deep inside her, forcing his shaft up her cunt without giving her so much as time to prepare for his onslaught.
"Uhhhh! Don't-oh, dohhn't! Aaannnh!"
Jill's voice turned into a wail as he fucked into her, slamming the full length of his prick home. Her dry cunt walls felt as if they were being ripped open, and the feeble thrashing of her body only seemed to bury his cock even deeper as she tried hopelessly to resist.
"This is what you want, so take it, bitch! I'll give you all the cock you can fuck! How's this? like it, cunt?"
Instantly he began to pump, riding his engorged fuckshaft in and out of her sensitive cunt-hole with hard enraged jabs that sent spasms of pain shooting all through her.
Jill never seen her husband behave so brutally before. But then, she'd never before experienced any of the uninhibited things she'd found herself doing lately. It was as if she'd become an entirely different woman over the past couple of days-an insatiable, hot-blooded woman whose unleashed passions had engulfed even her own children.
And now, as Paul's massive cock stabbed into her pussy with harsh torturous lunges, she found herself succumbing to those passions all over again.
Even in the midst of her struggles, she was getting more turned-on with each infuriated thrust.
He was right. She really was a bitch. A son-fucking, daughter-licking, hot-cunted bitch.
And God, her pussy was getting juicier by the moment!
"Nuuuuuh . . . unnnggh . . . "
She arched to meet each thrust with a glowing need that Paul didn't miss as he impaled her more furiously than ever, rumbling deep in his throat.
"That's right, slut! Take my cock just the way you've been taking our son's fuck yourself wild on it just like that! But that's only the beginning. Now we're going to have some real fun! I promised you all the cock you can fuck, didn't I? And that's just what you're going to get!"
Without any more warning than that, he clutched her revolving ass in a sudden clenching grip.
Then, with an unexpected twist and a heave, he rolled onto his back with Jill's now-sopping pussy still clamped onto his prick.
"Whuhh . . . Paul! Anngghh!"
She felt herself being pulled upright and lifted high into the air, to come smashing down atop his cock crammed inside her. Her turgid clit slapped hard against his cockbase, sending fiery pangs of fresh pleasure shooting throughout her bounteous body.
A second later his strong hands were forcing her forward into a crouch, then gliding once more to the quivering cheeks of her ass and peeling them apart to splay the pink, round entrance of her asshole to full view.
Dimly, she heard Paul's husky voice cut through the air.
"How about it, Son? It looks as if you've been getting your share of this action lately, so how about helping me satisfy this bitch? Since you didn't turn down a piece of ass before, why not come here and get yourself some of the real thing? Don't just stand there gawking! Your mother happens to have some of the best ass in town, I can guarantee! Now, let's just see if we can give her the kind of satisfaction she's looking for. Get over here and stuff your cock in her ass! Fuck this slut's ass off while I ream her pussy! You heard me-do it!"
Mike blinked dumbly, at first not quite able to believe what he was hearing.
But at the same time, his gaze fastened on the pried-open spectacle of his Mom's moist, gaping little shit-hole.
His teenaged cock lurched up, pulsing with excitement.
He moved forward in a daze, acting on pure impulse.
"Uhh . . . sure, Dad. Anything you say. Oh man . . . hell, I'll do it! Yeah, I'll be glad to help out!"
Overcoming his initial surprise, he scrambled onto the bed and wiggled up to his mother's spread-open ass-cheeks. He got a glimpse of his father's wedged cock pulsating in the soaked grasp of her pussy-mouth as he slid his own now-erect cock into the crease of her ass.
Then his engorged young fuck-knob was pressing at her ass-ring, pushing her ass lips apart and sinking into her.
Though she heard every word and felt every movement, Jill didn't fully realize what was happening until she felt her son's fat prick-tip burrow between her ass-muscles. It had been years since Paul had given her a good ass-reaming. And she'd never, ever in her life taken two stiff pricks at once.
But she found herself doing just that as Mike's meaty fuckshaft forced its way into her like a burning poker, shoving inch after incredible stiff inch into her taut fuckhole as if it intended to impale her utterly, through and through.
Mike began to pump with gleeful delight, gliding his cock back and forth.
"I'm doing it, Dad! I'm fucking her right up the ass! That's it, Mom-that's terrific! Take my cock right up your shit-hole like that! Ohhh, fuck!"
Thrashing between their two stiffened cocks and bucking in a frenzy of mingled agony and lust, Jill discovered that her husband's promise had come true. She was literally getting all the cock she could fuck, writhing her ass and pussy on first one and then the other, no matter what direction she tried to squirm.
She gave in to the sensation of being double-fucked with a horny unleashed need that now came boiling out of her in gushes of juicy appreciation, washing any last hesitation from her mind in dizzy wrenches of pleasure.
"Yes. vou fucking bastards! Oh my God, yesss! Fuck my ass and pussy, fuck the living hell out of me! Stuff me, damn you! Stuff it all inside me! Gaaaaahhhhh!"
Panting and heaving both above and beneath her, Paul and Mike obeyed her cries. Their cocks picked up speed, tearing in and out of her ass and cunt hard and furiously. She flopped between them like a hooked fish as two pairs of cum-loaded balls slapped and smashed against her.
"Uuuunnngggh! Owwwhhh!"
Flailing and bouncing in an uninhibited crescendo of sheer bliss, Jill climaxed to a height she'd never before known. She had no secrets left, no hidden desires or repressed urges. She came with such intensity that her whole body threatened to explode in shit and piss and cunt-juices as she fucked herself crazy on their two ramming cocks until they finally shot their loads of cream inside her.
"Ohh, shiiiiitr
"Yeah-yeah, bitch! Yeah!"
Acidy spurts of jism spewed into her cunt, while thick syrupy globs of cum geysered along the dank walls of her ass. She took it all and kept humping for more, oblivious to all else.
And as Mike and Paul delightedly spasmed into the lusty woman's squeezing fuck holes in simultaneous eruptions of release, none of them noticed Vicky standing in the doorway, watching the whole scene with a shocked, fascinated expression sweeping over her attractive face.
The three of them came in a humping, twisting frenzy. Their bodies writhed as they climaxed together without a shred of inhibition left amongst them.
Finally Mike pulled back, drained and gasping. His emptied cock plopped from his mother's twitching asshole, and a little splatter of excess jizz spurted from between her rubbery ass-lips.
Then Paul sank back as well, growling satisfaction, and Jill slumped to his side in a moaning luxury of rapture.
Vicky saw it all in that stunned moment, and a slow, pleased little smile spread across her lips. "Oh wowwwww!"
She released her pent-up breath, overcome her first surprise.
Then, without hesitation, she began to strip out of the shirt and jeans she'd only just slipped into.
The rest of her family wasn't aware of her presence until she abruptly skipped into the room, her blue eyes sparkling and her teenage pussy melting with fresh horniness as she lightly chirped up, breaking their daze.
"Wow, that was really a nice show! Is it too late to join in? Because I sure would like to get some action myself-even if it's just a taste! Is that okay with everybody?"
Not awaiting an answer, or even taking time to acknowledge the grins that flashed from her father and brother, she scampered over the bed and dove straight between her Mom's limp lolling legs, arrowing at the cum-flecked gash of her cunt.
Her tongue sliced out, lapping at the redhead's cream-drenched pussy and capturing the steamy jism that spilled out of it.
Jill gurgled and jerked in an automatic spasm as the insatiable girl licked deep into her flaring pussy to collect Paul's wads of cum, then slithered her tongue down across her asshole to sop up Mike's seeping cream as well.
"Muhhm . . . "
Vicky gave a pleased, muffled sigh as she dipped into her mother's shitter and swallowed mouthful after mouthful of warm oozy jizz. Her Mom's arching response made her plunge even deeper, tasting the juices of both cunt and asshole even after she'd gobbled down all the cum they held.
Then she rose, licking her lips.
"Damn, Sis!"
Mike laughed, his youthful cock giving a renewed nudge.
Paul chuckled, still breathing heavily. "It's about time you showed up, girl. For a moment there, I thought you were going to miss the fun!"
"Not me! Not ever!" Wiggling her firm round ass, Vicky met their stares with a challenging glint in her eyes. "And not it's my turn to get some flicking! Who's ready for some more hot, hungry pussy? Somebody shove a big hard prick into me before I die! Oh, hurryyy!"
With that eager gasp, she squirmed as Mike gave a broad shrug and slipped into place behind her, sliding his half-stiffened cock effortlessly up her greased fuckhole.
"Ooooh, yes! That's just perfect! So damned perfect . . . muuummff . . . "
Undulating onto his prick and working it to full erection, she leaned down and began to lap her Mom's puffy cunt-slit in earnest.
"Aaannnnhhh . . . "
Jill gasped and began to hump up to her daughter's mouth, no longer making any attempt to hide the unmotherly desires that had long since broken down the walls within her.
For his part, Paul was temporarily satisfied to watch his horny kids go at it. At least now everything was out in the open, and there were no secrets left to discover. And for the time being, that was satisfaction enough.
Watching Mike pump in and out of Vicky's pink blonde-fuzzed pussy, he could feel his own enormous cock slowly rise to leisurely attention. He leaned over and began to suck and lick his wife's big flopping tits, until it was at full erection.
Then he rose and slipped it into Jill's mouth, stifling her cries of pleasure as she soared to yet another orgasm on Vicky's seesawing tongue.
They were a family united again, in ways that none of them would have remotely suspected just a few short days ago.
But there were no regrets among them. Not a single one.
And as they mounted to climax in a thrashing fervor of completion, Vicky fucked and chewed and sucked more urgently than ever as she realized that the whole summer stretched out ahead of her. A whole summer of all the fucking and sucking she could get, right here at home . . . .
