There was something appealing about the young boy and girl that Marcia Merritt could not put her finger on. The fact that they were very young might have something to do with it, she felt. She had always been attracted to boys and girls of that age.
Marcia never denied herself the pleasure of watching young boys and girls, and had never really felt guilty about it. She accepted her desire to caress them, to stroke those slender, young bodies, to fondle a hard, young cock and even feel a sweet little cunt with hardly any hair on it. As long as her desire remained in her mind only, she was safe, she felt.
But lately, ever since her divorce two years ago, Marcia had been watching the kids more and more. There had even been a time or two when she caught a brief peek under the short skirt of some pretty little girl, saw a pair of tight panties, and came. She had been startled by that, but when she came on another occasion, this time seeing a young boy as old as her own son, Robert, she had come again, stronger than ever. And she had not even touched herself!
She leaned against the back of the bench she was sitting on, letting the warm sun burn against her naked thighs and arms. The shorts and small halter she had on were tight, and her nipples could be seen poking at the fabric. She sat with her thighs parted, and the crotch of her shorts was tight enough to outline the puffy lips of her hairy cunt. Marcia didn't mind; she liked it when someone caught a peek at her, and liked it especially when it was a young boy or girl who looked.
The boy who chased the unusually pretty little girl around the lawn in her back yard was Robert, her son. He was such a good-looking boy, she thought with pleasure. She loved it when he wore those cut-off jeans; she hoped to get a peek at his cock.
The cute, bouncy blonde girl was from the house next door. Dawn Hanson was a few months younger than Robert. Marcia thought she was the cutest, sweetest creature she had ever seen: The lovely girl had coltish thighs that were well-tanned and shapely with her little girl figure. Two tiny tits poked at the front of her blouse, and Marcia could see the sweet nipples. She loved the way Dawn's short skirt swirled about her hips as she ran from Robert, giggling and laughing. Now and then Marcia caught a shivery peek at the tight panties that covered Dawn's tight little ass cheeks.
Marcia was thirty years old, and looked as she had in her teens. She was very beautiful, she knew, and could easily attract any man she wanted. But it wasn't a man Marcia wanted; it was young boys and girls like Robert and Dawn. The sheer innocence of them caught her imagination and made her think of ways to teach them how great fucking and sucking were.
She knew that Dawn's father, Bret, was trying to raise Dawn alone, that he was a widower and only a few years older than she. He was a good provider, she knew, otherwise he would not have been able to live in this particular neighborhood. It was not a wealthy area, but anyone earning less than three thousand a month could not possibly live here. Marcia was fortunate in that she had an income from her late father. She had no need to work, but found it lonely on the days her son was in school.
She watched Robert catch Dawn and wrestle her to the ground. Dawn fell, giggling and kicking, her skirt about her waist. Marcia sucked in a lung full of air as she saw the tight crotch of Dawn's panties. Her own cunt began to throb in a way that was stronger than ever before. She gazed hotly at Dawn's exposed crotch, tingling all over. Her mouth began to water as she recalled an incident from her teen years.
Marcia could remember it almost word-for-word, and often considered that day as a turning point for her sexuality.
She had been alone in the dressing room of the gym, changing her clothing. All the other girls had left. It had been, she remembered, almost four o'clock and the classes had ended an hour earlier. At that time Marcia had been a bit shy about her body, unwilling to show it to the other girls. She had sprouted tits and cunt hair earlier than most of them, and she felt different.
As she finished dressing, going toward the exit, a soft moan caught her attention. She followed the sound and came to the restroom area. She opened the door silently and looked at the row of gleaming sinks along one wall. Opposite the sinks were toilet stalls. She stepped into the restroom and found the mirrors above the sinks were situated so that she could peek into the opened stalls.
One stall, however, was closed. But in the mirror Marcia saw the lower legs of a girl, with dirty sneakers on her feet. A pair of panties had been stretched wide by the girl's legs.
"Ooooo!" the sound came to her, unmistakable now. "Mmmmm! Ahhh!"
Marcia was familiar with the sounds since she made them herself when she caressed her cunt and tits. Her heart beat faster as she slipped along the tile floor quietly. The desire to peek at the girl playing with her cunt was strong in Marcia, and her own pussy was throbbing, becoming extremely wet between her thighs.
Marcia found the door to the stall not quite shut. With a trembling hand, she shoved it open slowly, then stood boldly in the doorway, watching the girl with glowing hot eyes.
"Wha ..." The girl looked up, fear in her eyes.
"Don't stop!" Marcia said. "Please, don't stop! I want to see you do it!"
The girl was a few years younger than Marcia, and she did not remember seeing her around the school. But it was a large school, so that didn't matter. The girl was blonde, she remembered, like Dawn. She had been sitting on the toilet with her skirt around her waist, her panties down and stretched by her spread legs. The girl had a finger deep inside her almost hairless little cunt.
"You'll tell!" the girl said, jerking her wet, glistening finger from her pussy. "You'll tell on me!"
"No I won't," Marcia said in a thick voice. "Look, I'll do it, too."
Marcia lifted her own dress and pulled aside the crotch of her panties. She spread her legs and shoved a finger into her cunt, working it in and out. The blonde girl gazed at her, staring at the finger moving in and out of that hairy cunt. She once more began to fingerfuck herself, no longer frightened.
"I love doing this," Marcia said softly, watching the girl's finger stab back and forth. "I love to fingerfuck myself, don't you?"
"Yes," the girl whispered in an excited, thick voice. "I do it all the time!"
With her finger moving in and out of her cunt, Marcia asked, "Do you let boys do it to you? You know ... fuck you?"
"I'm afraid to," the girl had said. "Some have tried, but I'm afraid right now."
"It's wonderful!" Marcia had told the girl. "I love fucking! I really love to see a boy's cock get nice and hard, and feel it inside my cunt!"
"You really do it?"
"As often as I can," Marcia replied.
Marcia, without actually knowing what she was doing, had dropped to her knees, then sat on her heels, her legs wide. She had placed one hand on the girl's small knee, still fingerfucking herself. Then she had leaned forward and kissed the knee.
The little girl gurgled in pleasure as Marcia's hot, wet lips kissed her thigh, just past the knee.
Marcia peered between the girl's thighs, seeing the pink, puffy cunt lips, and the slight amount of fuzz around them. She felt the wildest desire to kiss that cute cunt. She had never kissed a pussy before, but at that time she wanted to taste this sweet cunt more than anything in the world.
She ran her tongue along the smooth inside surface of one thigh, the blonde girl squealing loudly and with bubbling excitement. "What are you doing?"
"Shhh!" Marcia shushed the girl, running her tongue along the smooth flesh. She nipped at the inner thigh with her hot lips, then licked eagerly at the delicious flesh. She now had her hands on the girl's shaking hips, her fingers digging into the flesh as she worked her tongue and lips higher and higher.
The blonde girl threw her legs wider apart, looking down as Marcia's mouth came tantalizingly close to her wet, hot little cunt. "Are you gonna kiss me ... there? Are you gonna kiss my pussy?"
As an answer, Marcia pressed her burning lips against the twitching cunt, kissing it loudly. Her eyes opened with surprise. She found the taste delicious, and she began to lick at the hairless cunt eagerly, whimpering with passion. Her tongue swirled about the puffy lips, flicking over the rubbery little clitoris that poked in a provocative way from those lips. She tickled the girl's clit, then closed her lips about it, sucking in a sudden frenzy of erotic ecstasy.
"Oooo, that's good!" the girl squealed, writhing her crotch against Marcia's mouth. She scooted her ass to the edge of the toilet seat, grinding into Marcia's face. "I like it ... I really like this! Oooo, lick it some more! Lick my pussy some more! Ohhhh, you'll make me come if you keep kissing me there!"
Marcia slipped her tongue into the steamy tightness of the girl's cunt, lapping hungrily. Her cheeks were becoming smeared with the slippery fluids, and that sent shivers of delight racing up and down her spine. Her own cunt was throbbing, her clit so swollen she could hardly stand the way it pressed against her panties. Marcia whimpered against the girl's cunt as she tonguefucked her, kissing with an open mouth. She sucked the puffy cuntlips and fluttered her tongue furiously on the tingling clit. Then she stabbed her tongue again into the clenching cunt, driving it as deep as she could. She loved the way the hot little pussy closed about her tongue, loved the wiggling ass now in her palms, and the way those smooth, young thighs clung to her head.
"You're gonna make me come!" the blonde girl yelped, twisting violently now, grinding her burning cunt harshly against Marcia's mouth. "I'm gonna come ... ooooo, I'm gonna come!"
Marcia sucked and licked furiously as she felt the cunt tighten about her buried tongue. She loved the way the spasms seemed to pull at her tongue, as if the girl's cunt was sucking on it. Moisture flowed into her mouth and she had to swallow often. The taste of this honey-sweet cunt and those slippery juices sent Marcia into a shuddering climax. She began to come along with the girl.
"Ooooo, more, more!" the blonde girl had urged, holding Marcia's head tightly between her hot thighs. "Lick me some more! Oooohhh, I love this! Kiss me ... lick me!"
When it was over, Marcia sat back on her heels, her face smeared, grinning at the girl.
She never saw the girl again, although she had looked all over the school for her. And she had never had her mouth against another cunt since that time. It had been her first and last cunt feast. But that did not stop her from the growing desire to suck another pussy.
She opened her eyes and looked at her son and Dawn once again. They were lying on the lawn side by side, whispering. Now and then Marcia heard them giggle, and the slight writhings of their asses was not missed by her. She wondered if Robert and Dawn were screwing, and thought it would be nice if they were.
Marcia stared at the way Dawn's little ass swelled underneath her skirt, at the tanned thighs. She could almost see under the dress. It made her wonder if Dawn's cunt would have a sweet, honey taste too. Dawn was such a sweet, lovely little blonde, bouncy and happy, that her pussy just had to be the sweetest one around.
She turned her attention to her son. She could see the bottom swell of his ass cheeks past the frayed legs of his cut-offs. It sent a tingle of delight through her. She did not make any attempt to deny her desire for her son, knowing she could not deny it anyway. She took pleasure in thinking of him, of his cock, hard and dripping, sliding in and out of her hairy cunt.
The sound of a car pulling into the driveway next door came to them, and Dawn jumped to her feet. "I guess I better go, Robert. That sounds like Daddy's car."
Robert had a disappointed expression on his face as he turned onto his side to watch Dawn go. Marcia noticed right away that there was a nice bulge in the front of his cut-offs.
"Bye, Mrs. Merritt," Dawn said in her little girl voice.
"Good-bye, Dawn," Marcia replied, smiling at the girl. "See you tomorrow."
She watched the little girl run off, her skirt flying about her thighs. Then she turned her attention back to her son.
"Are you about ready for dinner, Robert?" she asked him.
"I guess so, Mom."
Marcia got to her feet and started into the house. As she stepped through the sliding patio doors, she looked over her shoulder and found her son gazing at her. A shiver went through her. On a sudden impulse, she wiggled her tightly clad ass at him. She saw his eyes pop open with surprise just before she disappeared.
Chapter 2
After she had finished cleaning up the dishes from dinner, Marcia sat down in the living room with her son. He was sprawled on the couch, his head propped up with a small pillow, watching television.
Marcia reclined in the comfortable old leather chair, but her eyes were on her son. He still wore his cut-offs, and that was all. She gazed at the front of his shorts, seeing the small lump of his cock there. He was, of course, no longer hard. Marcia had been hoping Robert would have a hard-on. She had been boiling all afternoon, and her erotic mind didn't help much. She jokingly told herself she should shove a couple of dozen ice cubes up her pussy to cool it off.
At eight, she got to her feet and told her son, "I'm going to bed now, baby. Don't stay up too long, okay?"
"Sure, Mom," Robert replied, not looking at her.
Marcia stood there for a moment longer, her eyes fixed upon the front of his shorts. Then with a sigh she went upstairs. The house was much too large for the two of them, but she liked it.
Marcia showered, which was what she usually did at night. She loved to be clean and fresh, and often showered twice a day. By the time she finished drying her slender, curvy body, she was intensely aroused. Her nipples stood out long and hard, tingling nicely. Her cunt was bubbling and she stood near her dresser, caressing herself. She always slept naked, not liking anything next to her flesh.
She knew without a doubt that she would fingerfuck herself this night. It was something she had been doing a lot lately. Her sexuality was growing more each day, and she made no effort to push it away. But she didn't want to use her fingers tonight. She wanted something different.
Marcia went on a search of her bedroom, looking for something she could use. Finally she located a couple of thick, long candles. They could, with only a little imagination, resemble two hard cocks. Taking the candles, she climbed onto her bed. At the head of her bed, the wall was one huge mirror. She squatted there, looking at her reflection as she toyed with the candles. She shoved one into her cunt and moved it in and out, seeing the way her hairy cunt lips clung to it. The other she brought to her lips, licking and kissing at it while her mind pretended they were two hard cocks.
She was working herself into steaming excitement when she heard her son whistling, coming up the stairs. For just a moment, panic came to her; she had left her bedroom door open. But the panic fled swiftly as pleasure flooded her. She wanted Robert to see her, watch her play with the candles, to become excited. Perhaps, she thought, she would get her son so excited he would take his cock out and she would see it.
Facing the mirrors, her back to the door, Marcia spread her legs as far as she could, making certain her bushy cunt could be seen. She held one of her firm, shapely tits in one hand, thrusting the candle in and out of her pussy with the other. Her eyes glowed hotly as she watched in the mirror, hoping Robert would peek in at her.
Then he was.
Marcia saw his eyes go wide, pretending she did not know he was there. She moaned and whimpered, twisting her naked ass about as the candle probed her cunt. Finally she pulled the candle from her pussy and got onto her hands and knees, still pretending she did not see her son. He was so excited by what he was seeing, she noticed, that he was standing openly in the doorway. She saw the lump in the front of his cut-offs, the outline of his hard cock. A tremor of delight moved through her hot body as she spread her knees on the bed and inserted the candle into her cunt once more. She brought the other candle to her mouth. Now, on her hands and knees, her ass revealed in the mirror, Marcia began to fuck the candle and suck on the other one.
"Oooo!" she mewled loudly so her son could hear. "Ooohhhh, good! Mmmmm ... fuck me, darling! Oh God ... fuck me with your sweet cock!" And she sucked deeply on the candle again. Her eyes turned toward her son now, not at all trying to conceal herself.
Robert stood there, leaning against the door, his cock hard inside his cut-offs, eyes wide and burning with excitement.
Sensing there was no longer any reason to pretend, Marcia sat up, pulling the candles from her mouth and cunt. She sat on her heels, her knees wide, her cunt exposed to her son's hot eyes. She fixed her own eyes upon the bulge of his pants.
"Robert!" she whispered in a thick voice, "Robert, baby ... come to me!"
Robert came into the room, hesitantly and shyly. He approached his mother's bed, then stopped. He stared at her shapely tits, his hands hanging loosely at his sides.
"Do you like me, baby?" she asked, teasingly running a finger about a hard nipple. "Do you like seeing me this way, without clothes on?"
"Gosh, Mom!" he gasped, embarrassment on his young, beardless face. "Gosh, I ..."
"Here, sit down beside me, Robert," she said, patting the bed. "Sit down and let's ... talk."
When he sat down, she stretched her long legs out, leaning back on her heels, not at all bashful in her nakedness. "You like Dawn, don't you, baby?"
"Sure," he said, trying to avert his eyes from his mother's body. "Sure, I like Dawn."
"Look at me!" Marcia said, more harshly than she intended. "Look at me, Robert!"
When he turned to look at her, she said, "Have you seen Dawn this way before?"
He shook his head, unable to speak. His eyes were riveted upon the thick, curly hair that surrounded his mother's cunt.
"Wouldn't you like to see her without her clothes on, baby? Wouldn't you love to see Dawn without her panties on?"
"Mom, I ..." He gulped, unable to go any further.
"Don't act so bashful, Robert," she said, amused at his innocence. "You can look at me all you want. Come on ... look at me!"
Once she had him looking at her, Marcia opened her legs wide. "Wouldn't you like to see Dawn this way? Tell me the truth, honey. Wouldn't you love to see her little ... cunt?"
Robert was shaking visibly, but his cock stood strong inside his shorts. He blushed, but nodded his head. Marcia laughed, a low, throaty sound.
"I thought you would, Robert. She's a very beautiful, sweet little girl. I'm surprised you haven't gotten her into the garage or behind the bushes yet. She'll let you, you know."
"Aw, Mom, not Dawn," he stammered. "She wouldn't let a guy do anything."
"Want to make a bet?" she teased her son. She sat up next to him. Suddenly, she pulled him against her naked tits, caressing his hair.
"I saw how you looked at me when I came in the house this afternoon. You had a hard-on, didn't you?"
"Aw, Mom," he muttered, his breath hot against one of her nipples.
"You liked looking at my ass, baby," she said, stroking him. "You like seeing me naked, don't you? Don't it make you all tingly and hot, want to touch me, feel me up?"
"Gosh, Mom, I can't ..."
"Yes, you can!" she said, grabbing his hand and pulling it between her thighs. "You can feel me, Robert! I want you to feel me! See, that's my cunt ... nice and hot and wet and hairy! Wouldn't you like to stick your finger up my cunt, baby? Come on, play with mother's pussy! Play with my cunt and make me feel good! I'll make you feel good, Robert. I'll play with your little prick!"
Even though she had shoved his hand between her warm thighs and placed it upon her quivering cunt, Marcia could sense that Robert was shy, hesitant. But she also knew he was very excited to be touching her. She wanted him to move his hand, to rub and caress her cunt, but all he did was hold his hand there, unmoving. His body trembled next to hers and his eyes were huge.
Marcia waited a moment, looking at him. She saw his pink face, evidence of his excited embarrassment. Even that sent a ripple of desire through her.
"Move your hand, baby," she urged in a low, thick voice. "Move your fingers and feel me up! Don't you like it? Isn't it nice to feel a hot, hairy cunt, Robert?"
Robert gulped, then nodded his head jerkily. Marcia gave a low, soft, delighted laugh. "I knew you'd like it, honey. I knew you'd like feeling me up!"
Once she knew he would not pull his hand away, she leaned back and looked down her naked body; his hand was in her thick cunt hair. Marcia wiggled her hips lewdly, a wicked smile on her face. Robert stared between her legs, seeing his mother's hot cunt against his hand, then he made a tentative move with his fingers.
"Mmmmmmmmm, that's it, baby," she encouraged him. "That's it! Feel me, Robert! Play with my cunt! Oooo, I like your hand on my pussy, darling! Isn't it hot and wet?"
When one of his fingers traced up the moist, twitching lips and rubbed over her distended clitoris, Marcia cooed with pleasure. "Ohhhh, baby, stick a finger in me! Put a finger inside my cunt! Ohh, yes!" she murmured as his finger slipped into her. "Now move it in and out! That's right, Robert, that's the way to do it!"
Marcia writhed her hips on the bed as her son stabbed his finger in and out of her boiling cunt. She looked between her firm, uptilted tits, watching his hand between her smooth thighs, moaning softly as the pleasure built higher and higher. She felt as though she would come at any moment, but she didn't want to come this way. Sitting upright, she placed her palm on the front of his cut-offs and felt her son shake almost violently. She pressed her palm down and felt the hard throbbing of his cock. She squeezed his cock and brought a gasping groan of pleasure from him.
Slipping her fingers underneath the frayed legs of his cut-offs, she ran a fingertip over the swollen smoothness of his cock, then around the sensitive cockhead. Robert shuddered as her fingertip caressed the wetness of his piss hole.
"Oh, my!" Marcia whimpered in pleasure. "You're so hard, baby! Your cock is so hard! I want to see it, Robert! I want to take your cock out and look at it, touch it and feel it!"
Her hands shook with eagerness as she struggled with his shorts. Finally she had them down to his knees, and his cock stood strong and hard. She gurgled softly as she gazed at it, seeing his hairless balls tight at the base.
"Oooo, baby, baby!" she said in a low whisper. "It's beautiful! You have such a beautiful cock! I had no idea it would be so beautiful, so hard, so ... so ... ahhh, I love your cock, Robert!"
Marcia wrapped her fingers around it and squeezed, making her son shiver. She pumped her fist up and down, holding it tightly. She felt every throb, every ridge of hardness, and her cunt became tight and twitched hungrily.
She was so hot and so ready that she could not wait any longer. Marcia fell back onto the bed, her head on a fluffy pillow, her hair spread out from her glowing, beautiful face. Her eyes were half-closed in passion. She spread her thighs as widely as she could, arching her cunt up for him. Robert's eyes stared at his mother's pussy, his tongue running in nervous excitement over his lips. His cock jerked about wildly, dripping, ready.
"I want it inside me, Robert," Marcia said in a thick, half-whisper.
"Aw, Mom," Robert said shyly.
"I do, Robert!" she insisted. "I do want it inside me! Don't you want to feel my cunt around your sweet hard-on? Don't you want to fuck a girl, baby? I'm a girl; you can see that. I'm a girl and I want to feel your cock inside my cunt!"
"Mom, you're asking me to fu ..." He dropped his eyes bashfully.
Marcia laughed softly, running her hand up and down his arm. "Yes, Robert, I'm asking you to fuck me!"
His eyes came up quickly. "Fu ... fuck you?"
"Ohhh, yes!"
Her son giggled, his face burning. She loved his shy excitement, and it made her want his cock up her cunt even more than ever. She pulled him down on top of her body, his bare chest crushing her firm tits. She felt his throbbing cock searing the flesh of her lower stomach, making her shiver with delight. She wrapped her arms around him, hugging him tightly as she smeared moist kisses about his smooth, beardless face. She ran her tongue over his lips, and then it was inside her son's mouth, darting and licking. She ran her hands up and down his back, over his tight, muscular ass cheeks, drawing him tight, squirming her lower body against him.
She felt him twisting and squirming on her, his excitement matching hers. She felt the swollen head of his cock sliding along the hairy wet lips of her cunt. Marcia lifted her ass slightly, then her son's cock slipped up her pussy with ease. She whimpered with pleasure as it went into her, her hands clawing at the cheeks of his ass, pulling his hips tighter into her crotch. She felt his tight balls resting against the cheeks of her ass.
"Oooo, baby, baby!" she murmured hotly. "You're in me! Oh God ... your cock is inside me ... in my cunt! Oh, Robert, you've got your cock in Mother's cunt! So good--so fucking good, honey!"
Neither of them moved for a while, letting the forbidden pleasure flow through their heated bodies. Marcia's cunt flexed about her son's cock, gripping and loosening. She felt her clitoris smash against the base of his hot cock. Marcia could remain still no longer.
"Fuck me, Robert!" she hissed tightly, holding his ass cheeks tightly. "Fuck me! Fuck my cunt, baby! Ohhh, shove your cock in and out of my hot pussy! Fuck me ... fuck me! Fuck your mother, Robert!"
He began to thrust his cock up and down, his movements jerky and uncoordinated. Marcia moved with him, arching and lowering her crotch. She felt his hot breath against her neck where he had buried his face. She took hold of his hips and brought him under control.
"This way, darling," she cooed. "Fuck me like this! Mother will show you how!"
She used her hands on his hips, instructing her son how to fuck her. Then he fucked into her with easy but excited stabs. She twisted and bounced beneath him, her cunt clinging hungrily to his lunging cock.
"Good, isn't it, baby?" she whispered against his hair, caressing her hands up and down his back, only to return to claw at his tight ass cheeks. She lifted her long thighs and locked her ankles between his legs, thrusting her cunt up and down. "Ohhh, it's so good--your cock in my cunt, Robert! I love it, baby! I love the way your cock feels, going in and out of Mother's cunt! Fuck me, honey! Oh God ... fuck Mother good!"
Robert tried to respond, but his voice was thick with excitement and his words came in a jumbled mess. His ass moved wildly, his cock thrusting in and out furiously.
"Don't talk, baby," she murmured, digging her fingers into his ass cheeks. "Don't try to talk ... just fuck me! Oh, just fuck Mother's hot cunt! Ooo, I love it, Robert! I love your cock ... so hard! So hard and fucking me!"
"Mom, I ... I feel like ... oh, Mom!"
"Hush, baby, hush. Don't talk, not yet! Fuck me and don't try to talk! Oooo, that's so good, Robert! God, does your cock feel good up my cunt!"
Marcia yelped softly, nipping at her son's shoulder. She whimpered as her cunt contracted to wave after wave of delicious orgasms. Each orgasm was stronger than the last.
"Oh, baby, baby! I'm coming! Oh I'm coming so nicely! You're making Mother come, Robert! You're making my cunt come! Ohhh, fantastic ... great ... wonderful!"
Marcia's pussy clung tightly to her son's thrusting cock, the moist, slippery lips sucking at him as he went in and out, his balls banging softly against her upturned ass cheeks. She had her fingers between her son's ass cheeks now, squeezing them tightly as she pressed her cunt hard against him, grinding furiously as her orgasms swelled and burst one after the other.
"Mom! Oh, Mom, I ... I gotta ..." Robert grunted, slamming down hard into her grinding cunt.
"Yes, yes, Robert! Oh, please ... yes!" she growled insanely. "Do it, baby! Don't hold back! Come, Robert! Come! I want to feel it spurting in me ... come in my cunt, darling! I love it ... a cock squirting up my hot cunt! Come ... come in me, in my pussy, my cunt, my cunt, my ... ohhhhh, yes!"
She felt her son's cock lurching inside her gripping pussy, then his come juice splattered along the sensitive cunt walls. He grunted time and again as he came, his body shaking on top of her. Marcia wailed with ecstasy as her cunt began a sucking motion that was involuntary on her part, an action that never failed to amaze her, or the cock inside her. It was a reflex she was proud of, took pleasure in. She never understood it, how it happened, but it made her feel so good, and gave so much pleasure to a cock in her cunt.
She felt her son beginning to relax on top of her body, and she caressed him gently and lovingly as he slowly recovered. She trailed a finger along the crack of his ass, around his ass cheeks and up his spine. Then she placed her hands on each side of his face, holding his head up. She looked for a long time in his eyes, searching for guilt, shame, any sign that he was embarrassed. She saw none.
"Was it good, Robert?" she asked softly. "Did you enjoy it?"
"Yes, Mom," he replied, his eyes misty with happiness. "I enjoyed it."
"You aren't ashamed, are you?"
"Oh, no! I really loved doing it to you!"
"Are you sure?"
"Oh, Mom, I'm sure!"
She gently shoved him off her, his cock slip-ping free of her clinging cunt. She turned to face him, and they lay there, glowing with the pleasure that still filled them. They kissed gently, licking at each other's lips, caressing each other's bodies. She loved the way he fondled her tits, examined her nipples closely, ran his tongue about them.
"Look at me all you want, honey," she smiled at her eager son. "See what a girl looks like, baby. Look at me all you want ... anyplace you want to look."
Robert examined every inch of his mother's naked body, touching her and grunting with pleasure. She took delight in his discoveries, and turned her body around for him, enjoying his excitement. She was pleased to be the first girl for him.
Finally she pulled him to her, pressing her body against his. She wrapped an arm over his chest and threw one of her creamy, smooth thighs across his cock. She pulled his head onto one tit.
"You sleep with me tonight, honey," she murmured, closing her eyes. "And every night, for that matter."
Chapter 3
The next morning when Marcia woke up, she felt her son's body close to hers. For a moment she was startled. It had been a long time since there had been a body against hers, and it flashed through her mind briefly that something was wrong. Opening her eyes, she looked at his sleeping face.
He looked so young and peaceful, she thought, gazing at him. Robert lay on his back, his arms thrown out and his legs wide. He breathed evenly and deeply.
Marcia sat up carefully, not wanting to wake her son up just yet. She wanted to look at his naked body for just a little while. He was, to her, the most beautiful boy in the world. There was not a single hair on his chest. His flesh was as smooth as a baby's. His body was masculine but had a long way to go before it filled into manhood. It was an appealing body, she thought. A young boy's body that was sweet and innocent, and at the same time erotic.
She let her eyes move to his cock and balls. She was pleased to see his cock hard, standing almost straight up from his lower stomach. His balls were not as tight this morning as they had been last night. She leaned closer, searching for hair, and finally saw a bit of fuzz sprouting at the base of his cock. That delighted Marcia, this lack of cock hair.
She wrapped her fingers around his cock and stroked up and down lightly and slowly. Robert moaned in his sleep, but did not wake up. She smiled down at his prick as she gently jacked on it. On an impulse, she leaned over and pressed her warm lips to the swollen cockhead and kissed it lightly. Again she pulled up and gazed at it. Without really thinking about it, Marcia leaned over her son's throbbing cock once more and took the cockhead between her lips. She sucked gently on it, her fingers holding at the base. The hot taste of his cockhead between her lips sent Marcia's erotic mind reeling with delight. Her cunt began to pulsate hotly, and she moved her lips down his cock until she had it all in her wet mouth.
She held her son's cock deeply in her mouth, her tongue pressing it at the roof of her mouth. She cradled his balls in her hand, pressing them against her lips and cheek, loving the sensation.
Finally she began to suck up and down her son's cock slowly and lovingly, her tongue licking very lightly along the throbbing cockshaft. She ran her tongue over the piss hole, then went down on him again, cooing softly as she sucked his cock.
Marcia felt Robert move, and with his cock buried all the way in her mouth, looked up at him. His eyes were huge as he looked down at her, his expression one of surprise.
"Mom! What are you doing?" he asked.
Slowly Marcia sucked her lips up his cock, then off it with a soft, sucking sound. "I'm sucking your cock, honey," she replied in a low voice. "I woke up and saw this beautiful hard-on and just couldn't keep my mouth off it!"
"Sucking my cock?" he asked, wonderment in his eyes. "Sucking my ..."
"Yes, baby, sucking your cock," she said, stroking her fist up and down it. "I love to suck a nice, hard cock, and your cock is so delicious in my mouth! Don't you like it, Robert?"
"I don't know," he said, flushing. "No one ever sucked it before."
"I know that, baby," she laughed with pleasure. "I know you've never had this cock sucked before. And last night you had your first fuck, right? Well, it's time you had your cock sucked, too!"
"You gonna suck it for me again, Mom?" he asked, squirming beneath her hand. "Are you gonna really suck my cock? With your mouth?"
"Sucking with my mouth is the only way I know, honey," she laughed. "How do you think girls suck cock--with their toes?"
"Aw, Mom," he said, embarrassed by his lack of sexual knowledge. "Don't tease me."
"I'm sorry, Robert," she said, running her hand up and down his cock. "I won't tease you."
"Are you gonna suck my cock again, Mom?" he asked.
Marcia squeezed his cock, hearing the anxiety in his voice. "Do you want me to suck you, honey?"
"Yes, Mom!" he groaned, arching his cock up toward her face. Marcia's lips were hovering close to the head of his cock, and she kissed the piss hole, tasting the seeping fluids.
With her eyes glowing up at her son's excited, flushed face, she sucked his cock into her hot, wet mouth, her tongue licking. She slipped her moist lips down until she had his cock at the back of her throat, holding him there as her cheeks and tongue worked. She felt him quiver beneath her face and cradled his balls in her hand, gently twisting and pulling them. Her son whimpered with pleasure.
Sliding her other hand underneath his ass, she cupped a cheek and dug her fingers into it, lifting his cock to her hungry mouth. She made soft mewling sounds as she sucked him, thrilled by the taste of her son's prick between her lips. Her cunt erupted into spasms of sweet ecstasy. She writhed her ass gently as she sucked on his cock, tightening the cheeks of her creamy, swelling ass to, increase her pleasure.
Marcia loved the way he squirmed excitedly beneath her bobbing face. She took pleasure in giving him this first blow job of his young life, just as she felt pleasure in giving him his first fuck.
"Mmmmm," she whispered, her mouth filled with his hardness. "Mmmmm!"
She continued to watch his flushed face, pleased by the excitement she saw there. His eyes were bright with pleasure. Her lips stretched around the throbbing cock. She began to race her lips up and down her son's cock and she felt it grow even harder. She felt his balls, clutched in her hand, try to draw up. His ass cheek in her hand became tight, and she pulled him hard into her mouth.
She heard his loud grunt at the same time she tasted the first spurt of his come juice. It flew from his piss hole and coated her hungry tongue. The taste sent her mind soaring as she swallowed. She raced her tongue back and forth over his spewing piss hole, her cheeks sunk inward to create suction on his cock. Time and again he filled her mouth with thick come juice, and Marcia mewled with absolute ecstasy. Having her son's cock coming in her mouth was one of the greatest thrills of her entire life.
With a muffled squeal, Marcia felt her cunt convulse, and she writhed her naked ass mindlessly. She too was coming as her son squirted come juice into her greedy mouth. She gulped and swallowed, her tongue flying about his piss hole. When there was no more come juice for her, she clung to his cock with her lips, her tongue scraping gently over his piss hole. She lifted her head, still sucking powerfully on his cock. Finally she let it pop from her mouth.
She ran her tongue over her lips. "That was good, darling," she murmured. "Oh God ... that was so good!"
She put her cheek against his cock and balls, rubbing against them. She lifted his balls and kissed them, then ran her tongue along his inner thighs. Very gently, Marcia sucked his balls into her lips. Then she released them, kissing them once again.
"You're so delicious, Robert!" she said hotly. "I knew you'd be delicious!"
"You knew we'd ... do this, Mom?"
"I knew, baby," she said softly. "I just didn't know when. Are you sorry?"
"Oh, no! I'm glad," he said.
With a low laugh, she licked her way up his body and kissed him hard on his mouth. "Enough fucking around right now," she said, slapping him playfully on the hip. "You've got to have breakfast. If you're going to be fucking your mother's cunt, you have to keep your strength up, you know."
Marcia gave her son breakfast, then cleaned the house. She felt his eyes on her body, watching every move she made. She had pulled on a housedress, and now she wished she had worn another kind, one that would keep him aroused. But she could see his cock throbbing against his pants, and knew his interest in her remained as strong as last night and this morning.
Deliberately, she lifted the back of her dress and wiggled her ass at him, sticking her tongue out playfully. "Want some of this ass, baby?" she teased.
"Pretty, Mom," he grinned at her. "That's real pretty."
She slipped her panties down just enough to expose her creamy, smooth ass cheeks to her son. She wiggled it some more, patting herself.
"It's a nice, hot ass, Robert," she told him. "Your mother probably has the hottest ass around here. I'm probably hotter than any of those little girls you know."
"I don't know any hot girls," he said.
"You don't need to, not now." Marcia pulled her panties up and smoothed her dress down. "I'll be your hot piece of ass, baby."
"I like that, Mom," Robert laughed, still a bit shy.
"Like what, honey?"
"When you lift your dress that way."
"Oh you do, do you?" she murmured softly. "I bet you go around trying to peek at all the little girls."
His embarrassed laugh told her she was right. It pleased her to find this out. Lifting a hand, Marcia opened the top of her dress and allowed one of her firm, flawless tits to be revealed. The way her son looked at it sent ripples of pleasure through her body. Her nipple rose in tingling hardness and she thumbed it gently. His cock, she saw, throbbed inside his pants, and was now outlined beautifully, even the cockhead.
Marcia pulled the front of her dress up, holding it at her waist. Next, she pulled the crotch of her panties away from her hair-rimmed cunt. She then walked slowly and sexily toward her son. His eyes gleamed on her tit, then on that triangled pussy hair. He licked his lips as he watched her come closer. When she was a foot from him, she spread her feet on the floor and arched her hips outward. Marcia framed her hairy cunt with both hands, parting the thick curls so her son could see the pink, moist lips. Her clitoris glistened provocatively.
"How's this, baby?" she asked in a husky voice. "Would you like it if I went about this way? My cunt showing?"
"Oh, yeah, Mom!" he gurgled.
"Why don't you touch it, honey?" she invited, moving closer to him. "Go ahead and touch it."
Robert moved a hand out and slipped it between his mother's thighs. Her flesh was very warm and smooth, almost silky. He cupped his mother's cunt, eager and curious. He ran his fingers along her cunt, scraping over her distended clitoris. Marcia cooed in a hot, soft voice, wiggling her hips as he felt her steamy cunt.
"Ooooo, that's nice!" she whimpered as his finger went between the slippery, hot lips of her pussy. "Ohhh, that's very nice, baby!"
Robert fucked his finger in and out of his mother's cunt. But as good as it felt, Marcia wanted more than his finger inside her; she wanted his lovely hard cock.
"Lean back, darling," she urged in a thick voice. Straddling his thighs, she reached down and opened his pants, taking his cock out. She stroked it, rubbing the swollen cockhead along the inside of her thighs and feeling the seeping moisture leaving trails of fire on her flesh.
Marcia placed her knees on each side of her son's hips and leaned forward. "Suck on my tit, baby," she whimpered. "Suck Mother's tit, Robert!"
Eagerly, Robert tongued the creamy flesh, circling her hard nipple. When he sucked it between his lips, Marcia sighed and pulled his head tight against her tit.
"I like that, honey!" Marcia gurgled, still rubbing his cock on her thighs and against her burning pussy. "I love to have my tits sucked!
Oooo, keep sucking, baby! I'm going to put your cock up my pussy! I'm going to fuck you good while you suck my tit!"
Marcia brought the swollen head of her son's cock to the puffy lips of her cunt. She settled upon him, feeling his prick move easily up her. When she had it in, she lowered her crotch slowly, savoring the delicious sensation of her pussy being filled once more. Finally she pressed her cunt down hard, his cock all the way up her fiery cunt. She wiggled against him, cooing as he sucked harder at her long nipple.
"Oh, baby, baby!" she mewled. "You've got your cock in Mother's cunt again! Ohhh, this is heaven, sheer heaven! God, do I love your cock ... especially when it's so fucking hard and inside my pussy!"
Bouncing her ass up and down slowly now, she felt her son's hands slide up her thighs and around her hips. Then he was clasping her tightly pantied ass cheeks. The way his hands held her ass and the way his tongue worked on her nipple sent Marcia into a paroxysm of squealing pleasure. She bounced her ass up and down faster, riding his throbbing prick with total abandonment. Her clitoris scraped along the hard shaft of his prick. Her hairy cunt gripped her son's cock like a soft, tight, feathery glove. Soft gurgles of pleasure continued to ripple from her mouth as she bounced up and down. Robert clung to her pantied ass with both hands, his fingers digging into the firm cheeks of her ass. His mouth sucked furiously, his tongue running swiftly over her burning nipple. Marcia tried to stuff more of her firm tit into his mouth as she humped her ass. She could feel her son shaking beneath her grinding, twisting crotch. His cock reached deep in her cunt. Robert was barely able to move beneath her, so he gave up and simply sat there. His head against the back of the couch, his mouth filled with a sweet tit, he let his mother pound her cunt up and down his cock.
"God, it's so good!" Marcia whimpered against the top of his head. "It's beautiful, honey! Ohhh, I love it! I love your hard cock up my cunt, my pussy! Ooooo, fuck it, lover! Fuck that hot cunt! My pussy is so fucking hot, so fucking wet! Ohhh, honey, honey ... I want you to come up Mother's cunt! I want a lot of that come juice spurting up my hot fucking cunt! Oooo, I'm going to come ... in just a fucking minute!"
Her ass moved in a frenzy. All Robert could do was sit there and suck her tit as he felt his come growling around in his balls. Marcia slammed up and down on his cock, her thighs gripping his hips, her cunt clinging to his throbbing cock.
"Oh ... oh ... oh!" she groaned, and her pussy exploded violently. "I'm coming! Oh, baby, you're making Mother come!"
Marcia's cunt gripped reflexively on her son's throbbing cock, squeezing and milking ferociously. She cooed and gurgled in happiness, her body shivering and shaking.
She felt her son's hands dig harder into the round cheeks of her ass and felt his cock lurch inside her boiling pussy.
"Ohhh yes, yes!" she urged in a hot, thick voice. "Come in me, Robert! Oh, please, come inside my cunt! I love it when your cock spurts come juice up my pussy! Fill my hot cunt, baby! Flood Mother's hairy, hot cunt with all that sweet come juice!"
Robert grunted and his body went almost stiff. His cock spewed, and Marcia felt his come juice splashing into her pussy. It sent her into another powerful, mind-reeling climax. She threw her head back and wailed from intense pleasure, her cunt gripping his squirting cock tightly.
Marcia slumped tiredly on her son, still whimpering. She loved the feel of his hot breath as he gasped for air on her naked tits. She hugged his head against her, her cunt sending waves of soft, rippling contractions along his prick.
After a while, she slipped from him. She felt his come juice seeping from her cunt, running along the insides of her creamy thighs. Robert looked so relaxed, she thought, looking down at him, her eyes shining with love. She caressed his cheek lightly, then dropped to her knees before him. She leaned to his cock and took it gently between her lips, sucking softly. The taste of his come juice mixed with her wet cunt was on his prick, and Marcia loved it.
She held the head of his cock between her lips and ran her tongue over the still oozing piss hole. She pulled more of his cock into her mouth, and then began to suck harder and harder. His cock swelled between her clinging lips, and Marcia held his hips tightly as she bobbed her beautiful face up and down, sliding her hot, wet lips faster and faster on her son's cock.
"Mmmmm!" she murmured around his cock. "Ahhmmmm!"
She felt her son's hands on her head, his fingers tangled into her long, dark hair. She began to pull at his hips, urging him to fuck into her hungry mouth. When her lips glided down his cock, Robert lifted up, pressing his cock as far as he could into his mother's greedy mouth. He was grunting with pleasure.
"Oh, Mom, Mom! I love it when you suck my cock this way!" he groaned. "I love the way your mouth feels on my prick, Mom! You're so hot there ... your mouth is so hot and wet! It's almost like your cunt!"
Marcia listened to Robert's words, and they thrilled her tremendously. She gobbled at his cock hungrily, as if she were literally starved for his prick. And she was; Marcia had been starved for cock a long time, and it was her son's cock she wanted more than any other, at least for the time being.
She devoured her son's prick eagerly, her tongue licking everywhere as her lips clung tightly. She closed her eyes, letting the sensual pleasure bubble through her. She writhed her ass as she knelt on her knees, feeling her cunt throbbing as if she were about to come again.
"Oh, Mom!" Robert grunted, arching his cock far into her mouth. "I'm gonna come! Ohhhh, I'm gonna come, Mom!"
Marcia sucked harder, thrilled at the way he banged into her mouth, almost bruising her lips. He jerked about wildly, and she had to put pressure on his hips to keep his cock in her mouth.
Then his cock spewed. Marcia squealed softly as her mouth filled. Her throat worked rapidly, swallowing as his cock squirted time and again. She swallowed it all, then drew her lips off him, licking the tip of her tongue across his piss hole a few times. She looked up at her son, her eyes shining brightly.
"Was that good, baby?" she whispered softly, caressing his cock in a soft hand. "Was that a good blow job?"
"Oh, yes, Mom!"
"I'm a pretty good cocksucker," she bragged. "I'm a real good cocksucker when I have a cock as sweet as yours, honey." She stood up, pulling him to his feet. "Go take a shower. I've still got some work to do around this house. We can't spend all our time fucking and sucking."
"Why not?" he laughed.
She slapped him playfully on his ass. "Horny kid, go shower."
Chapter 4
The next day Marcia gave some thought to the little girl next door. She had told Robert that Dawn would fuck, that any girl would fuck. Marcia knew, that given the right circumstances, any girl would fuck. But she wasn't as sure about Dawn as she let her son think.
Dawn was a very lovely little girl, so innocent in appearance and so sweet to look at. Every once in a while she saw a little girl who was like Dawn, a girl that everyone wanted to protect, hug and kiss. But to fuck? Some girls looked as if they belonged upon a pedestal--to be admired, but never touched. Dawn was that kind of girl.
But there was also something about Dawn, an aura of some sort. Marcia could sense the sexuality radiating from the little girl. It was a strong sexual attraction, and she wasn't sure if it was only she who sensed this, or if others could sense it, too. Perhaps it was because of her own intense desire, she thought.
After lunch, she told Robert she would like for him to find something to do away from the house for a few hours. When he wanted to know why, she smiled mysteriously at him and said, "None of your business, baby, but if it works out, you're going to love it."
Reluctantly, Robert left. Marcia told him she did not want him to come home until at least four that afternoon. Once he was out of sight, she picked up the phone and called next door. She knew Dawn would be the only one home, since she had seen her father leave for work earlier. Telling Dawn she would like to measure her for a dress, Dawn agreed to come over. Marcia worked wonders on the sewing machine and loved to sew. She had made one dress already for the little girl, and Dawn was quite agreeable to have another one.
Dawn was wearing a sunsuit when she came over. It was a pretty thing, and right away Marcia saw she was not wearing a bra. Dawn's tiny nipples poked against the front of it sweetly. Her tits weren't very large, of course. She had a few years to grow. Her long, creamy thighs were bare.
Marcia got out her equipment and the material for Dawn's dress. Marcia had her stand in the middle of the floor as she took measurements. She loved the way the little girl's body felt under her hands. She thought she could feel the heat of the soft, creamy flesh against her fingers. Now and then Dawn would shiver slightly as she stood there. Marcia knew very well what the shivers indicated.
Hearing Dawn's breathing increase, Marcia became bold as she measured. She allowed her hands to stroke the smooth thighs, and was rewarded with an excited gasp from Dawn. As she took measurements across those sweet little tits, Marcia allowed her fingers to brush at the nipples. Both those little nipples seemed to leap into hardness. Pretending to check something, Marcia felt those tits, bringing a sigh from Dawn.
As she began to drop her pretense, she moved her hands over Dawn's tight, swelling ass. She could feel the girl tremble beneath her hands. Running her palms about those sweet ass cheeks, Marcia's cunt began to throb, becoming very moist. She pulled the measuring tape down, holding it at Dawn's shoulder, moved the other end of it slowly over a tight ass cheek, pressed it against the warm thigh. Then she brought it up between Dawn's thighs, and as she held the tape close to the girl's cunt, Marcia flipped a finger along the lips. She could feel Dawn's cuntlips through the crotch of her sunsuit, and she was almost certain the girl wasn't wearing panties.
On her knees behind the girl, Marcia lifted the back of the sunsuit, and gazed hotly at the creamy swell of one small ass cheek. She had been right--Dawn was naked under the thin suit. Dawn wiggled slightly.
"Why, baby," Marcia teased in a soft voice, "you don't have anything on under this thin thing."
Dawn giggled childishly, but did not reply. Marcia ran a fingertip over the soft curve of Dawn's ass, then, almost holding her breath, she moved her finger between the little girl's thighs. She felt the lips of Dawn's cunt, and Dawn made a soft burbling sound.
"You like that, Dawn?" Marcia said from behind the girl. She held her finger still on the pussy, feeling the heat coming from it. "You like being touched this way?"
"Ohhh, Mrs. Merritt," Dawn whimpered softly. "It makes me feel kind of ... strange."
"Oh? How strange?"
"Tingly, like," Dawn whispered, dancing from foot to foot. "It makes me shiver, too."
"But do you like it?" Marcia insisted, applying pressure upon the tiny clitoris. "Does it make you feel nice?"
"Golly, yes," Dawn giggled, wiggling her ass slightly. "It feels real good, Mrs. Merritt."
"It's supposed to feel good, baby," Marcia said.
Deliberately now, she moved her finger up and down Dawn's cunt lips. She could feel a single hair there, and that delighted her. Holding the sunsuit to one side, she leaned down lower, seeing that sweet, small ass. Probing very gently, she slipped a finger up Dawn's cunt.
"Ohhhh, Mrs. Merritt!" Dawn squealed, dancing about with pleasure. "You shouldn't do ... oh, that feels good!"
Marcia's finger went in deeper. The moist heat that clung to her finger felt very good to her. When she had her finger as far into Dawn's little cunt as she could, she was surprised. It was very, very tight, but it told her that someone else, boy or girl, had already had a finger--or a cock, perhaps--inside this sweet cunt.
"Why, honey!" she said in a soft voice. "What have you been doing to yourself? You've had a finger inside your little ... who is it, baby?"
Dawn giggled and writhed her ass. She did not answer the question. Marcia did not pry, knowing the girl wanted to keep it a secret. That was a plus for Dawn, Marcia thought. It meant the girl would not talk about this. She moved her finger in and out of Dawn's tight, hot cunt slowly, running her other fingers about the tiny clitoris. Her other hand held the wide leg of the sunsuit to one side, exposing the whole of one little ass cheek. Marcia gazed at the creamy flesh. Dawn stood with her feet slightly apart, her little body trembling with ecstasy so Marcia could fingerfuck her. Dawn was breathing harder and faster, wiggling her little ass about.
Marcia felt an overwhelming desire come over her. Before it left her, she leaned forward and pressed her lips against the creamy cheek of Dawn's ass, kissing it moistly.
"Ooooo, golly!" Dawn mewled, wiggling her ass about.
Marcia kissed every inch of Dawn's ass cheek, then began to dart her tongue out, licking hotly as her finger stabbed in and out of that gripping tight cunt. Dawn leaned over, bracing herself with her hands on her knees.
"Like it, Dawn?" Marcia murmured with her lips close to the creamy ass cheek. "Do you like when my lips are on you this way? Do you like it when I kiss you here?"
"I love it, Mrs. Merritt!" Dawn giggled. "I really do!"
Marcia mewled softly and ran her tongue up and down Dawn's small ass cheek. How it happened, she wasn't sure, but she thought suspiciously that Dawn knew exactly what this was all about. Somehow, Marcia found her tongue slipping up and down the crack of Dawn's ass cheeks, her finger still plunging into the tight cunt.
She pulled her face away an inch or so. "You really do like this, don't you, Dawn?"
"Golly, yes!" the little girl squealed, trying to shove her ass into Marcia's face. "I love it, Mrs. Merritt! Kiss me again! Use your tongue on my ass again, Mrs. Merritt! Lick my ass!"
Marcia thought she had pegged this sweet little girl very wrong when she heard that. Dawn was sweet as she could be, but she certainly was not innocent. Someone had been playing with her all along, even kissing at her delicious little ass.
With a murmur of pleasure, Marcia whipped her moist tongue up and down the crack of that little ass, tasting the sweetness of the smooth flesh. Her finger stabbed faster and faster into that tight cunt. When Dawn wiggled her ass into Marcia's face, Marcia found her tongue lapping at the tight asshole. Although she had sucked a cunt before, Marcia had never tongued anyone's asshole. To her surprise, she found it extremely pleasurable.
Holding the seat of the sunsuit far to one side, Marcia licked hard at the small puckered asshole, her finger fucking in and out of the hairless cunt. Dawn danced about excitedly, wiggling her ass into Marcia's face, cooing and mewling with ecstasy. Then Dawn gave Marcia more indication that she was not the sweet innocent she came across as.
"Oooo, Mrs. Merritt! Lick my asshole! Tongue my asshole! I love it ... my asshole being licked! Stick your tongue up my asshole! Oooo, yes, tonguefuck me in my asshole!"
Marcia wasn't sure how it happened, but she found, suddenly, her tongue stabbing into the tightness of Dawn's hot asshole. She finger-fucked the hot cunt at the same time, her own mind soaring with the pleasure, not thinking about the lack of innocence now. She was taking pleasure in tonguefucking and finger-fucking this delicious little girl.
"Finger my pussy, Mrs. Merritt!" Dawn squealed with delight as she wiggled her ass back into Marcia's face. "Oh, I love to have a finger up my cunt ... a tongue up my asshole! Tongue me ... fingerfuck me!"
Marcia's finger stabbed faster and faster, her tongue wiggling inside Dawn's delicious, tight asshole. Her mind was whirling with the ecstasy she felt running through her steaming body. Her own cunt was throbbing, causing an overwhelming sensation of orgasm approaching. She was sitting on the floor now, her legs crossed in front of her, her face pressed between the crack of Dawn's sweet ass cheeks, her tongue fluttering in and out, her finger clutched by that puffy, hairless cunt.
"Ooooo!" Dawn mewled, breathing heavily, her tight little ass trembling. She had braced herself by placing her hands on her knees, arching her compact ass into Marcia's face. "Ohhhh, Mrs. Merritt! Oh, golly, golly! I love it! I love your finger up my cunt ... your tongue licking my asshole! Oooo! You're gonna have me coming pretty soon! Oh, golly, yes!"
Marcia wanted to bring the little girl off, to make her come. In a frenzy, she shoved her tongue deep into the tight asshole, wiggling it about. Her finger plunged time and again into that gripping little pussy. Her own body was trembling with ecstasy.
"Ooooo, I'm doing it, Mrs. Merritt!" Dawn gurgled with ecstasy. "Ohhh, golly, I'm coming, Mrs. Merritt! I'm really coming!"
Marcia felt the wet, slippery tight cunt close about her finger, flexing in a surprisingly powerful way. Her other fingers rubbed furiously at the tiny clitoris as her tongue stabbed back and forth into the tightening asshole. Dawn shuddered and wiggled her ass into Marcia's face as she came, making incoherent sounds of intense pleasure. She gave a muffled groan into Dawn's asshole as she, not surprisingly, began to come too.
As the tremors slowed and finally stopped in Dawn's small body, Marcia continued to lick about the creamy, sweet ass cheeks. She ran her tongue about the tight pucker of Dawn's asshole, lapped delicately over it a few times, then kissed each cheek before pulling her face away.
Dawn turned to face her quickly, a huge smile of pleasure glowing on her young, innocent-looking face. Immediately Dawn was in Marcia's arms, hugging the older woman tightly and with a great deal of affection. Marcia closed her arms about the small body, holding her as Dawn burned moist kisses about her neck and cheeks.
"I loved that, Mrs. Merritt," Dawn said in a soft voice, her face buried into Marcia's hair. "Oh, golly, I loved it so much!"
"I know, baby," Marcia murmured, stroking the slender body. "I sort of loved it myself."
Dawn drew back, looking into Marcia's eyes. "You did?" she asked. "You really loved it as much as I did, Mrs. Merritt?"
"I sure did, honey!" Marcia laughed, low and throaty. "I truly loved doing that to you."
With a squeal Dawn squirmed onto Marcia's lap, hugging her tightly. "I love you, Mrs. Merritt," she said in a soft voice. "I wish you were my mommy."
"I'd like that, Dawn," Marcia replied, pleased.
Marcia sat there, rocking back and forth with the girl in her arms. After a while, she found one of Dawn's hot little hands cupping one of her tits, feeling it. Dawn squeezed her fingers gently into the round, firm tit as if she were expecting to be stopped. Marcia had to smile to herself as she placed her own hand over the small one, pressing it hard into her tit.
"I love your tits, Mrs. Merritt," Dawn whispered then. "I think you have the most beautiful tits in the whole world!"
"You've never seen my tits, honey," Marcia laughed and pressed the small hand harder against her burning tit.
"Not naked," Dawn said, "but I see them in your blouses and sweaters. I wish my tits were like yours."
"They will be," Marcia assured the girl. "As you get older, you'll have lovely tits."
"Can I ... would you let me ..." Dawn seemed bashful in asking this.
"See my tits?" Marcia prompted. "You'd like to see my tits, honey?"
Dawn nodded her head.
Marcia opened her dress, exposing her round, flawlessly shaped tits to the little girl. "There they are, honey."
Dawn cooed with pleasure as she gazed at Marcia's naked tits. "Oooo, you have such long nipples, Mrs. Merritt! They look so hard! I just love your nipples!"
Marcia sighed with pleasure as Dawn's hungry, hot little mouth sucked a long, rubbery nipple. She felt the wicked little tongue that fluttered about it. It came to her that this was not the first time Dawn had sucked a nipple. She was doing it not just with desire, but as if she knew exactly what she was doing. She thought about how easily her finger had slipped into Dawn's hairless cunt, and it made her wonder just how innocent this unusually pretty girl was.
She held Dawn's face against her tits while the girl went from nipple to nipple, licking and sucking with happiness and cooing softly. She felt one of Dawn's hot little hands sliding up a thigh, and began to shiver with anticipation. Her pussy began to throb once again, and her clitoris tingled.
Dawn pulled her mouth off a rigid nipple and looked into Marcia's face. "Mrs. Merritt, can I ... would you let me ..." She paused, a pink flush on her face.
"Tell me, baby," Marcia urged. "What would you like to do?"
"I want to see ... I want to feel your ... cunt, Mrs. Merritt!" Dawn blurted.
Marcia laughed, pleased. "You sure can see my pussy, sweetheart!" She quickly scrambled to the couch, pulling her dress to her waist, her tits still naked and exposed. Lifting her ass, Marcia stripped her tight panties off quickly, then sat there with her legs wide. "There it is, Dawn. Look at my cunt all you want."
Dawn's eyes were huge, glowing hotly as she gazed between Marcia's thighs. She placed her hot hands on Marcia's knees and stared. "Golly! I've never seen so much hair on a cunt before! I hope I have that much hair on my pussy when I grow up."
"You probably will, darling," Marcia mewled. She scooted her ass to the edge of the cushions, running her hands up and down her creamy smooth thighs, fingering the curly pussy hair.
With a soft moan of delight, Dawn leaned forward and kissed Marcia's knee. Then, as if that was all it needed to get her started, Dawn began to lick the insides of Marcia's thighs, turning her head to move from one to the other. Her hot, excited breath seared Marcia's flesh as she looked down at the sweet face moving between her thighs.
"I'm gonna lick it," Dawn burbled in pleasure. "I'm gonna lick your cunt, Mrs. Merritt!"
"Oh, yes, Dawn!" Marcia agreed hotly. "Lick it for me, darling!"
Dawn buried her face into Marcia's crotch, her hot lips kissing. Her wet tongue darted out and licked up and down the hair-framed lips. Her small hands pulled Marcia's cunt lips apart, and then the wicked little tongue lapped swiftly over Marcia's clitoris.
"Ohhhh, that's the way, baby!" Marcia cooed, squirming her ass, grinding into Dawn's sweet face. "Lick my cunt, honey! Ohhh, that feels so good! Tongue it for me, Dawn! Oh, kiss my cunt ... lick my pussy ... tonguefuck me, baby!"
Pulling her knees up, Marcia pressed them against her tits, her ass and cunt grinding into Dawn's lapping, sucking mouth. The dark cunt hair almost concealed the little girl's face, but Dawn's eyes burned into Marcia's with excitement as her tongue delved into the slippery pussy. Stabbing in and out, she returned to Marcia's throbbing clitoris. Dawn sucked on the tingling clitoris for a moment or so, then began to lick her tongue up and down Marcia's crotch. Marcia was surprised to find that hot, wet tongue licking about her asshole, sliding up past it and into her pussy time and again. While Dawn's tongue licked from her asshole to her pussy, her upper lip remained pressed hard at Marcia's burning clitoris. Her hands held Marcia's hips tightly, and soft, ecstatic sounds of pleasure came bubbling up from Dawn's mouth.
"Oooo, baby, baby!" Marcia mewled, wiggling her ass into Dawn's face. "Lick it that way! Ohhh, that's wonderful! I love the way you lick my asshole and cunt at the same time! Ooooo, lick me, sweetheart! Lick my hot, hairy cunt!"
Up and down Dawn's tongue flew, licking from that tight asshole, up the cunt lips, over the clitoris, then into Marcia's pussy, fucking back and forth. Then she repeated each step, again starting at Marcia's asshole. The sensations that flowed like molten lava through Marcia were the most intense ever. Her hands held her knees against her tits as she gazed down at the sweet face.
"Oh, baby," Marcia whimpered, "you're going to have me coming soon! Lick it, honey! Oh, God ... lick that hot, hairy cunt! Suck it, Dawn! Suck my pussy! Tonguefuck me! Oooo, lick my asshole, baby! Lick me everywhere ... lick all over my cunt and asshole!"
Dawn was furiously sucking and licking, her eyes bright as she gazed up into Marcia's. She thrust her tongue into the slippery, steamy pussy time and again, then shoved it easily up Marcia's asshole. She stabbed it back and forth a few times, then went back to the hairy cunt.
"There!" Marcia wailed, shaking her head about as her ecstasy finally boiled over. "I'm coming, Dawn! Ohhhh, you're making me come, honey! Tongue it ... fuck it ... suck that hot cunt! I'm coming! Ohhhh, am I ever coming!"
Dawn licked as Marcia came, slowing down as the tremors slowed in Marcia's body. She kissed and ran her tongue about the hairy cunt, then along the hot insides of Marcia's smooth thighs. Sitting back, her young face smeared with the juices from Marcia's cunt, she looked very pleased with herself.
"Did I do all right?" she asked anxiously. "Did I lick you okay, Mrs. Merritt!"
"Oh, baby," Marcia said softly, tiredly, "you licked me perfectly!"
In a few minutes, Marcia brought Dawn a glass of milk with a slice of cake. "You must be hungry after all that," she said. "Tell me, Dawn--have you sucked a cunt before?"
"No," Dawn said, wiping milk from her lip. "But I had mine sucked."
"I thought so," Marcia replied. "You've had a finger in your little cunt before, too. Right?"
"Of course," Dawn giggled. "I've had more than a finger in my pussy, Mrs. Merritt."
Marcia looked at the girl. "You've been fucked?"
"Sure!" The answer came happily. "Many times."
"I can't believe it," Marcia said. "You certainly don't look, or act, like a girl who's been fucked many times."
"How does a girl act?" Dawn wanted to know. "I mean, if she gets fucked a lot?"
"I don't know," Marcia admitted. "You just don't seem like a girl that fucks, that's all."
"I love to fuck!" Dawn squealed. "I love to fuck more than anything!"
Marcia thought about this, remembering what Robert had said about Dawn. "Honey," she began seriously, "how many boys have fucked you?"
"Only one," Dawn said, "but he's not a boy--he's a man."
"A man? Who?"
Dawn's cheeks blushed and she looked down shyly. "I'm not supposed to tell," she said. "I promised."
"You must be very careful, Dawn," Marcia warned. "You could be hurt."
"Oh, he would never hurt me," the little girl said. "He loves me very, very much."
"Are you sure of that, baby?"
"Of course I'm sure," Dawn said, almost aggressively. "I'm positive."
Marcia made no reply, but she was worried about the little girl being with some strange man. She finished up her measurements, then Dawn ran off to play. She found it difficult to get the strange, mysterious man out of her mind. She did not want any harm coming to the sweet little girl. As she cut out the dress, she made up her mind to talk more to Dawn about it,
and perhaps to put a stop to it.
Chapter 5
A few days later, Marcia watched her son playing with Dawn in the back yard. She now slept with Robert every night, and she was pleased that he seemed almost as inexhaustible as she was. As young as her son was, he was more man than any she knew when it came to fucking. He seemed delighted to be fucking his mother, eating her cunt and having her suck his cock.
Marcia was getting a lot of fucking lately, and she was happier than she had been for many years. Her body was not as nervous or jumpy anymore. She continued to think about sex, about cocks and cunts. Specifically, she dwelled on her son's cock and Dawn's delicious little cunt.
She found it odd that Dawn made no sexual passes at Robert, or him at her. It seemed to Marcia that now, of all times, those two kids would be feeling each other up and fucking like crazy. But still they didn't touch each other intimately. She knew both of them were eager to screw--very eager. Robert, she knew, was still afraid to make the first move with Dawn, despite the fact that he wanted to fuck the pretty little girl badly. He had told Marcia often that he would love to fuck Dawn.
What the reason was with Dawn, Marcia didn't know. She knew for a fact that Dawn was hot, that she loved to fuck. There had to be a reason for her holding back, she felt.
As she watched them playing, she noticed that Robert had an obvious hard-on in his pants. The way Dawn raced about with total unconcern about her dress being up around her waist, her tight panties revealed, caused Robert to keep an eye on her. Marcia was pleased to see him so interested in the little girl, but she didn't want him to suffer this way. At least he had her, his mother, to come to when his cock was sweetly hard. And Marcia was certain that Dawn was not a tease. Dawn was simply innocent, despite her steamy nature. She thought nothing of being seen with her dress up and her panties showing. It was all so natural, Marcia felt.
She was standing near the kitchen sink when Dawn came in for a drink of water. Marcia ran her hand over the girl's tight ass cheeks. "Dawn, would you like to fuck my son?" she asked bluntly.
Dawn looked up at her as she drank the glass of water, her eyes large. When she sat the glass down, she said, "Would you mind, Mrs. Merritt?"
"I'd love for you to fuck him, honey," Marcia said as she caressed the small, curvy ass. "I know Robert wants to fuck you."
Dawn gazed up at Marcia for some time, then she asked in a small voice, "Mrs. Merritt, do you do those things with Robert? You know, suck on his cock and let him fuck you?"
For a moment Marcia didn't reply, then after taking a deep breath, said, "Can I trust you to keep a secret, honey?"
"You know I won't tell," Dawn said, crossing a finger over her heart. "Cross my heart and hope to die."
"Promise you'd never tell anyone?"
"I promise, Mrs. Merritt."
"Well, yes," Marcia said, "I do let my son fuck me, and I suck his cock for him. There, now you know."
Dawn's eyes glowed, and her face turned very serious. "I'll never tell, Mrs. Merritt. I think it's wonderful that you fuck Robert."
"But would you like to fuck him?" Marcia insisted. "Every time you play with him, he gets a hard-on. He would love to fuck you, honey."
"I gotta ... I gotta ask," Dawn said shyly. "I want Robert to fuck me, but I gotta ask first."
"Ask who, Dawn?"
"I can't tell you; I promised, remember?"
"Oh, the man that's fucking you?"
"Yes. If he says it's okay, then Robert can fuck me all he wants."
Marcia wasn't sure she liked this, but there was nothing she could do about it. She wanted to know who the man was, wanted to warn Dawn about the dangers of letting a grown man fuck her. But she knew enough to know Dawn would never tell her the name of the man. In a way she was glad because it assured her that what she was doing with Dawn would remain a secret between them.
She watched Dawn race off to the back yard. She looked out the window and saw Dawn say something to Robert, then leave by the gate near the garage. Robert came into the house with a frown on his face.
"What's wrong with you, honey?" Marcia asked.
"Aw, Dawn makes me so mad sometimes," he pouted.
"Why?"
"I look at her with her dress up, see those tight panties on her, get this big old hard-on, and she won't let me fuck her."
"Maybe she doesn't realize what she's doing to you, Robert," Marcia said. "Maybe she just don't know."
"She knows," Robert said sadly. "She's looked at my hard-on plenty of times. She just won't do anything to me or with me."
Marcia laughed. "Have you tried, honey?"
He looked up at his mother. "Gosh, no, Mom! I told you Dawn wouldn't fuck, didn't I?
"You'll never know unless you try, honey."
Marcia went to her son and knelt before him. She pulled his cock from his pants and stroked it. His prick throbbed powerfully from the excitement of being with Dawn, of seeing her with her dress high.
"Suck me, Mom," he urged. "Suck my cock off, please."
"You know I'll suck you off, darling," she said in a low voice. "You know mother will always suck this beautiful cock off for you anytime you want it."
She opened her lips and closed them about the smoothly swollen cockhead, sucking gently as her tongue whipped across the dripping piss hole. Again she was thrilled to feel his cock inside her mouth, the way it throbbed between her moist lips and filled her. She clutched his hips as her face moved up and down his cock, listening to his moans of pleasure. She liked the way his hands and fingers moved through her hair. She took an ass cheek in each palm.
Once she had her hands on her ass cheeks, Marcia knew he was going to fuck her in her mouth. She lifted her lips just enough to hold the head of his cock between them, then her son began pumping in and out, driving his cock into her mouth.
There were times when Marcia preferred to have him lie on his back, or stand up and allow her to suck on his cock, and there were times when she wanted to be still, letting him fuck in her mouth. Most of the time she was agreeable to the way her son wanted it. Right now she didn't mind at all being fucked in the mouth. Her tongue ran about his cock as he thrust back and forth, holding her head between his hands.
She ran one of her hands down between her thighs and fondled her own cunt, working a finger in and out of the hot, wet cunt lips as her son fucked her mouth. She knew Robert enjoyed knowing she was fingerfucking herself when she sucked him off, so she did it most of the time.
"Oh, suck it, Mom!" he groaned as his hips pumped up and down. "Suck my cock, Mom! Oh, you're cocksucking mouth is so fucking hot and wet! Suck that prick ... eat my cock! Harder, Mom, harder!"
Marcia sucked furiously as he pumped up and down, stretching her lips, filling her mouth. She loved the way his smooth, drip-ping cockhead probed at the back of her throat. He tasted so good to her, so very good. His cock was very hot between her lips, and so wonderfully hard.
Robert began gasping, and she knew he was very close to coming. She licked in a frenzy as he fucked her mouth. She mewled softly, as always, wanting to taste his come juice squirting into her mouth and down her greedy throat. When he began to spew, she gurgled hotly and swallowed, her tongue racing wildly about his piss hole. She gulped and kept his cock between her lips until she was sure there was no more come juice for her. She released his prick and stood up.
"I love that, Mom," he said, panting. "You suck cock better than anyone in the whole world!"
Marcia laughed down at him. "How do you know I suck better than anyone? Has someone else been sucking on that sweet prick, Robert?"
"Aw, Mom, you know better than that."
"Then you don't really know if I'm a good cocksucker or not, do you?" she teased.
"But you're my mother," he said.
"Being your mother does not make me the best cocksucker in the world, honey. You may think so if you like; it makes me happy."
He hugged her against his face, burying his nose and mouth against her crotch as he closed his hands on her ass cheeks. Marcia pulled her dress up to her waist and Robert began to burn wet kisses against her pantied pussy. He licked up and down the crotch of her panties, and Marcia wiggled into his face.
"Mrs. Merritt!"
Marcia quickly jerked from her son and shoved her dress down. "Oh, my God!"
Robert looked frightened. Marcia turned just in time to see Dawn running into the kitchen. Her sweet face glowed happily but seeing Robert sitting there, she stopped and clasped her hands in front of her and looked down at the floor shyly.
"Dawn," Marcia said in relief. "You frightened me. I had no idea it was you."
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Merritt," Dawn said in a small, bashful voice. "I didn't mean to just run in here. I should have knocked. I'm sorry."
"Don't worry about it, honey," Marcia said. She looked at her son, who sat up straight in the chair. His pants were still open. She could just see the head of his cock. She grinned at her son. "Zip it up, Robert," she said quietly.
She was amused at her son's nervous fingers as he pulled the zipper of his fly. He had a pink flush on his face as he glanced anxiously at Dawn from lowered lashes.
"What's gotten you so excited, Dawn?" Marcia asked after her son had his pants zipped.
Dawn looked at Robert with a shy grin, then up at Marcia. "I can do it, Mrs. Merritt," she said in a shy voice.
"You can do what?" Marcia had forgotten.
"You know."
"I'm must have forgotten what you're talking about, honey."
With her shy eyes on Robert, Dawn came slowly to Marcia and stood on tiptoe, whispering in her ear: "I can do what we talked about. I can fuck Robert."
Marcia looked at the sweet face, grinning down at her. "You asked the ..."
"I called him," Dawn said. "I called him at work and he said I could." She looked at Robert from the corner of her eyes, flirty and at the same time bashful.
Marcia laughed happily, almost lewdly. "That's good, Dawn." She hugged the girl to her, and noticed above her head that her son was watching, looking almost fixedly at Dawn's curvy, saucy ass cheeks. She winked at her son, but wasn't sure he could see it; he was so absorbed in Dawn's sweet ass. "When can you do it?"
"Anytime I want," Dawn giggled softly, looking over her shoulder at Robert, still shy but eager.
"What are you two talking about?" Robert wanted to know. "What's the secret?"
"When do you want to?" Marcia asked Dawn.
Looking up at Marcia with a wicked grin on her sweet face, Dawn said, "How about right now, Mrs. Merritt?"
"Wonderful!" Marcia gurgled, hugging the small body against her own. With her son gazing at Dawn's back, Marcia very deliberately began to inch up the skirt of the little girl. Her son's eyes lifted to look at her questioningly. Marcia gave her son a wink, and this time he caught it.
With Dawn burying her face against Marcia's tits, Marcia pulled the back of her dress up to the girl's waist, watching her son's eyes grow huge and bright. Robert looked at the tight bikini panties, his cock throbbing into hardness again. Marcia pulled Dawn's panties into the crack of Dawn's ass, exposing the creamy tight ass cheeks to her son.
"What's going on, Mom?" Robert asked, but his eyes burned brightly with excitement.
With the panties pulled into the cheek of Dawn's enticing ass, Marcia said to the trembling little girl: "You want to tell him, honey?"
Dawn nodded her head against Marcia's tits, mumbling, "Yes."
"I can't hear you, baby."
"I'll ... I'll tell him," Dawn said. She turned her head over her shoulder, her eyes shy but glowing with intense excitement. "Robert, I want you to ... you know."
"I don't know anything," he said. "What do you want me to do?"
"Tell him, Dawn," Marcia urged, cupping Dawn's pretty little ass and squeezing the cheeks. "Go on and tell him."
"I want you to ... to ... fuck me!" Dawn blurted, then buried her face bashfully back into Marcia's tits, giggling naughtily.
"What did you say" Robert asked, his eyes bugging out in disbelief.
Marcia was amused at the shyness of the two children. She laughed and brought her hands to Dawn's shoulders, turning her to face her son. She pulled Dawn against her, her hands cupping the small, very firm tits. "Tell him now, honey. Tell him plainly what you want so he won't misunderstand."
Dawn looked at Robert, then dropped her eyes shyly again. "I want you to ... Oh, Robert, fuck me!"
"Gosh!" Robert croaked, hardly believing his ears despite seeing his mother fondle Dawn's tits openly. "You mean that, Dawn? You really mean it?"
Dawn nodded her head. "Yes," she whispered. "I mean it. I want you to fuck me, Robert."
He sat there with his mouth hanging open, not knowing what to say. Marcia laughed, pulled Dawn's skirt up, then she pulled the crotch of Dawn's panties to one side, revealing the hairless, puffy pink cunt to her son. "Well, Robert, I thought you wanted to fuck Dawn? Why are you sitting there like a dumb-ass!"
Robert stood up on shaking legs, his cock poking at the front of his pants. He came to them and, with a shaking hand, ran his hand between Dawn's thighs and felt her hot little pussy. Dawn shivered and arched her cunt forward, then threw her arms around his neck and pressed her moist lips to his. Marcia stepped back and watched them, seeing how eager they were to touch each other now. Watching them, her cunt became very wet, seeping until the insides of her thighs were slippery.
She began to undress the two kids as they kept kissing and touching. She had little difficulty in getting them naked, and then was amused as they looked each other over carefully, with a great deal of delight. Although still bashful, Dawn took hold of Robert's hard cock and pumped her tight fist on it, her face flushed with a combination of shyness and bubbling desire.
"I'd like to see you fuck him," Marcia said in a hot voice. "Robert, lie on the floor, and Dawn, you squat over his cock."
Eagerly Robert lay on the floor, his cock straight up. Dawn placed her feet on the outside of his thighs, then sat her warm, curvy little ass on his legs, still pumping on his cock. Marcia sat on the floor at their side, watching and pulling her own dress up. She ran a hand along the crotch of her panties, feeling herself.
Dawn didn't need any more instructions. She scooted up Robert's body and held her crotch above his waving cock. Marcia reached between the little girl's thighs and took her son's cock in one hand and the cheeks of Dawn's ass in the other. She fitted her son's cock between the hairless lips of Dawn's hot, wet cunt, then Dawn sat down, squealing with delight. Marcia leaned over and saw her son's cock deep inside Dawn's sweet pussy as the girl lay atop her son. Dawn's thighs were stretched out along Robert's, and she began to pump her ass up and down, fucking him. Robert was still amazed that this was actually happening to him, and he lay perfectly still while Dawn fucked him. The girl moved only her ass, thrusting up and down as the rest of her remained still.
"Ooooooo, it's good, Mrs. Merritt!" Dawn giggled as her naked ass bounced up and down. "Golly, Robert ... I love your cock in my cunt! Ohhhhh, I like fucking you!"
"Fuck his cock, baby!" Marcia urged throatily, leaning over and kissing furiously at the squirming, bouncing ass cheeks of the girl. "Fuck his hard cock! Fuck him with your hot little cunt, honey! Ohhh, this looks so beautiful, you two fucking this way! It makes me so fucking hot ... I want to ..."
Robert quickly shoved his hand between his mother's thighs and began to fingerfuck her cunt swiftly. Marcia gurgled as she got to her knees. "Ohhhh, that's it, Robert! Fingerfuck Mother's hot cunt ... Fuck Robert's cock, Dawn!"
Marcia shoved her face against Dawn's bouncing ass and licked the creamy soft ass cheeks hungrily, working her tongue into the ass crack and tasting the tightness of Dawn's asshole. Her tongue scraped at her son's cock as it penetrated Dawn's pussy, and she had a taste of them both.
"Ooooo, lick my ass," Dawn murmured, wiggling her ass about. "Lick my ass while I fuck Robert! It sure feels good, having a tongue licking my asshole and a nice hard cock up my cunt! Ohhh, I love this ... really love it!"
Marcia ran her tongue down the crack of Dawn's ass, past the stretching cunt lips. She shoved her face between their thighs and began to lick and suck on her son's balls. Hearing the loud, excited yelps of delight coming from the two kids thrilled her, made her shiver with ecstasy. Her son's fingers stabbing into her cunt caused her body to spasm with delight, just as his balls inside her mouth caused her erotic mind to reel crazily.
"Fuck me!" Robert bellowed. "Oh, Mom, this is really good!"
"Ooooo, I love it, too, Robert!" Dawn squealed as her ass bounced up and down. "I love your cock inside my cunt! I like the way it feels in my pussy ... fucking me!"
"I'm gonna ..." Robert grunted. "I don't know if I can wait much longer! I think I'm gonna come!"
"Yes, come!" Dawn wailed, her naked little ass flying up and down. "Come in my cunt, Robert!"
Dawn's ass was moving so fast that Marcia could not keep her face between their thighs. She lifted up and watched as Dawn's hips worked, her ass cheeks clenching. "I'm gonna come, too!" Dawn shouted gleefully. "Oooo, I'm gonna come, too!"
"Come with her, Robert!" Marcia urged. "Please, oh please, come with Dawn! Both of you come at the same time! Let your cock spurt up her hot, tight little cunt! Fill her fucking little pussy with come juice, baby!"
"He is!" Dawn gurgled, smashing her cunt down on Robert's jerking cock. "Oh, golly, he is! His cock is filling my cunt ... spurting up my pussy! Ohhhh me too! I'm coming, too!"
Marcia watched the two small bodies shake and shudder as the children squealed in ecstasy. She watched them pull limply apart when it was over, and Dawn sprawled next to him, breathing hard, her firm, small tits heaving up and down. Robert's cock glistened with moisture, and Marcia noticed his come juice dripping from the still pulsating lips of Dawn's cunt.
Quickly she shoved her mouth between Dawn's thighs and began to suck and lick at the juices that seeped from that hot little pussy. She ran her tongue deep into the throbbing cunt, licking and sucking with soft moans of ecstasy coming from her throat. Robert watched his mother suck and lick Dawn's cunt, then said, "Mine, next, Mom! Suck my cock next!"
Marcia pulled her face from Dawn's thighs and leaned over her son and licked his cock and balls. Now it was Dawn's turn to watch, and she giggled as Marcia sucked both Robert's cock and balls into her mouth at the same time.
They sat in the middle of the kitchen floor now, Dawn and Robert still sweetly naked. Marcia sat with her skirt at her waist, her panties dangling at one ankle. She didn't know how they got there, but it didn't matter.
"Are you two happy now?" she asked. "I know you've been wanting to fuck each other for some time. Now that you've fucked, are you happy?"
"Golly, yes!" Dawn giggled, only she was not shy any longer. "I loved feeling Robert's cock in my cunt!"
"I never thought it would happen," Robert said.
"Do you like me?" Dawn wanted to know. "I mean, do you like fucking me, Robert?"
"You better believe it!"
Marcia laughed at their pleasure, hugging them both tightly against her, an arm around each naked body.
Chapter 6
Dawn now spent the day with Marcia and Robert while her father was at his office. She seldom came over until after ten in the morning, though. She had household work to do, something she insisted on doing herself, not because her father told her. The more time Dawn spent with them, the more Marcia came to know the little girl. And the more she knew of her, the more she loved her.
Although still shy, Dawn was eager to become involved in anything Marcia and Robert wanted. It wasn't that she was actually shy, but it seemed that way. She had a way of looking at a person from the corner of her lowered eyes that was at the same time flirty and innocent. It was a real come on expression. Marcia wasn't sure Dawn was aware of this, but it was very becoming and extremely sensual. The pretty little girl simply oozed sexuality--available sexuality.
Her clothing, although befitting her age, seemed unusually revealing, as though designed specifically to emphasize her delicious little body. Marcia had not noticed it before, but she was noticing now.
Dawn and Robert still wrestled and cut up with each other as always, but they now spent a lot of time simply sitting close--hugging, kissing, feeling each other. It was a real pleasure for Marcia to watch them. Both children were still excited by the newness of it, and she took delight in their giggling, naughty innocence.
Sometimes, while wrestling, they would find themselves excited, in a certain position, and the horse-play would suddenly stop and they would be fucking. The transition from play to fucking was made without a pause or known thought; it would just happen. Although Dawn and Robert fucked three and four times in a single eight-hour day, their enthusiastic energy and curiosity never slowed.
Oddly, Marcia found it just as enjoyable to watch the children fucking as it was to be involved with them. She loved watching them fuck while she slowly rubbed or fingerfucked her cunt. Usually, after Robert had fucked the little girl, Marcia would press her open lips to Dawn's wet, hairless cunt and lick and suck it until her own cunt exploded into fantastic orgasm.
Today, just after twelve in the afternoon, Marcia sat on the couch with Robert on one side of her and Dawn on the other. Both kids were playing with her sensitive, full, shapely tits. One of them had opened her blouse so her tits were naked, and Marcia was between the children, their hot, eager hands caressing and feeling a tit apiece. They twisted and pulled at her rubbery nipples, pressing them into the flesh. They laughed in delight when her nipples slowly swelled back out from the pebbled flesh.
She stroked her son's cock and fingered Dawn's sweet little cunt. It seemed the children took delight in feeling her up, examining every inch of her smooth, flawless body. It made Marcia happy to please them, to excite them.
Marcia squeezed her son's cock hard, feeling it throb in her fist. She felt Dawn's wet cunt become tight around her buried finger, and listened to their mewls of pleasure. She spread her knees when their hot hands slipped up her thighs. Her eyes closed as she felt two fingers--one from each--penetrate her flexing cunt.
"Ooooo, you two little devils!" Marcia sighed with delight, twisting her ass as they fingerfucked her together. "I love those fingers up my cunt! Fuck me, both of you! Ohhhh, both of you fingerfuck my cunt!"
Both Dawn and Robert now had a nipple in their mouths, sucking her tits as they fingerfucked her pussy. Marcia writhed her ass slowly, grinding her crotch against their hands, whimpering with growing ecstasy.
"Oh, suck my tits! Suck my fucking tits!" she gurgled. "Ohhhh, a tit in each mouth ... two fingers up my hairy cunt! I love it! I love you ... both of you!"
Robert took his mouth briefly off his mother's tit. "Mom, I wanna fuck! I wanna fuck somebody!"
"Fuck me, baby!" Marcia murmured hotly. "Fuck your mother!"
"Golly, yes, Robert!" Dawn giggled. "I wanna see you put your cock in your mother's cunt! Fuck her cunt, Robert!"
Robert quickly scrambled down, dropping to his knees between his mother's widely spread thighs. His cock was level with her twisting cunt. Marcia stared at his prick as he inched it close to her boiling pussy. Her finger was still up Dawn's hairless cunt, but it was not moving now. She hardly breathed as her son pressed the swollen head of his cock to the puffy, slippery lips of her pussy. When his cock speared between those cunt lips, stretching them, she sighed with pleasure.
Marcia lifted her legs, drawing them against her tits and placing her feet on the edge of the cushions. She arched her hair-rimmed cunt to his cock as it filled her, going deep. She sighed as his balls slapped lightly against the cheeks of her curvy ass. Then Robert's cock was fully inside her, and she gurgled as he began to plunge in and out, driving his cock in as deep as he could.
Dawn leaned over to watch his glistening cock slide back and forth, to see Marcia's hairy pussy cling to it. She darted her small, hot hand between their bodies, feeling Robert's cock as it fucked his mother. "Ooooo, golly! I like feeling his cock and your cunt while you fuck, Marcia!" she giggled. "It feels so wet and hot!"
"I know, honey!" Marcia grunted as she shivered with pleasure. "God, I know how wet and hot it is. Fuck me, Robert! Oh, fuck your mother's cunt!"
Dawn giggled in a shivery way as she felt Robert's cock and Marcia's cunt between her fingers. "Fuck her, Robert! Golly, fuck your mother! Your mother has a real hot cunt, Robert! Fuck the piss out of her hot, hairy cunt!"
Robert placed his hands on his mother's knees as he stabbed back and forth, his eyes bright as he looked down at the way her cunt clung to his throbbing cock. He pumped his ass back and forth in a frenzy, and suddenly his cock came free.
"Ohhh, don't take it out!" Marcia wailed. "Don't take your cock out, Robert! Hurry, put your prick back in my cunt, baby!"
With his hands still on her knees, Robert tried to slip his cock back into his mother's twitching pussy, but it missed. Instead, the head of his cock pressed against the tight pucker of her asshole. When Marcia felt his prick there, her eyes went wide. The sudden, unexpected pleasure that rippled through her was a surprise.
"Oooooo, yes!" she grunted.
Robert started to reach down and take his cock to guide it to her cunt. But Marcia stopped him. "No, honey! No! That felt wonderful! Try and stick it in my ass, Robert!"
Both children looked at her with huge eyes.
"Are you sure, Mom?" Robert asked, doubt in his eyes. "You really want me to try and put it in your ass?"
"Oooooo, yes, yes!" Marcia replied hotly, lifting her ass up a bit. "I want it up my ass! Baby, baby, try and stick your sweet cock up my asshole!"
Robert pressed his cock against his mother's resisting asshole, looking down. Dawn, too, with big eyes, watched, seeing the head of Robert's cock pressing there. She stroked Marcia's clitoris as she watched, and then Marcia gave a loud squeal as her son's cock suddenly entered her asshole.
"Ohhhh! Oh, my God! My God ... my God!"
Dawn giggled. "It's in there, Marcia! Robert has his cock up your asshole! Golly, it sure does stretch your asshole, Marcia! Ooooo, that looks good! I'm gonna try that next!"
"Fuck me, Robert!" Marcia urged hotly, moving her ass. "Fuck me this way! Oh, fuck my ass! Ooooo, does that feel heavenly! Robert, baby, honey ... fuck me up my asshole!"
Robert, extremely excited, began to pump his cock in and out of his mother's asshole. The tight heat of her ass was a thrill to him, and he shoved her knees to her tits, legs wide. Dawn was racing her hot fingers along Marcia's hairy cunt with excitement, sticking a finger up it and fucking in and out. She twisted at Marcia's clitoris as Robert plugged her asshole.
Without a word, Dawn shoved her face down between Marcia's warm, smooth thighs, and began to suck and lick at her throbbing clitoris. This added stimulation sent Marcia's overheated body into shudders of ecstasy. She began to come in waves of pleasure, each one growing with intensity.
"Oooooo, you two are making me come! Ohhhh, more, more! Lick my cunt, Dawn ... fuck my asshole, Robert! Ohhh, this is fantastic! Fuck me up my tight, hot asshole, Robert! Lick my pussy ... suck my cunt, Dawn! I'm coming and I'm never going to stop! Never, never, never!"
Marcia felt the small, wet, eager tongue lick furiously at her steaming pussy, felt her son's cock throb powerfully inside her gripping asshole. Her half-naked body was trembling almost violently with the ecstasy of her orgasm. The series of orgasms were becoming so strong that it seemed her body would explode. She wailed in a loud voice as her head twisted. She shoved Dawn's pretty face down into her cunt, wiggling her ass as best she could as Robert fucked her asshole.
"More, more!" she yelled ecstatically. "Fuck me some more! Fuck my asshole! Eat my cunt!"
"I think I might come, Mom!" Robert grunted, driving his cock swiftly in and out of her clenching asshole. "I might come!"
"Oh, yes, yes! Come, baby! Come right up my ass! Spurt that sweet come juice up mother's asshole! Ooooo, I want you to come in my hot fucking asshole! Pour it in me, honey! Pour that sweet come juice up mother's hot asshole!"
Dawn's tongue flew about Marcia's clitoris, her lips holding it tightly, sucking hard. Her nose was almost scraping Robert's cock as it stabbed Marcia's asshole. Robert yelped and slammed his cock deep up his mother's ass, holding his body rigid. Marcia felt his prick swell even more, then it was coming inside her. She felt his come juice splatter up her asshole, and it sent her body into a shuddering orgasm that made her mind reel crazily with erotic pleasure.
"I feel it, Robert! I feel your cock spurting come juice up my asshole! Oooo, that's so fucking good, baby! Fill my asshole ... fill Mother's asshole with come juice! Eat my fucking cunt, Dawn! Ohhh ... Oooooo ... Ahhhh!"
Dawn sucked hard on Marcia's clitoris, mewling in pleasure herself. She kept her mouth pressed upon the hair-lined clitoris until Marcia's body became still, and then she lifted up. Quickly she pressed her lips to Marcia's, slithering her tongue into Marcia's mouth. Marcia sucked on the little girl's tongue as her son slowly pulled his cock free of the gripping tightness of her asshole.
"Oh, fantastic!" Marcia gurgled as Dawn pulled her tongue out of her mouth. "My God! That was something, kids! I think I like a cock up my asshole. I thought I would never stop coming!"
They sat there discussing this new way of fucking, and Dawn became eager to try it. She sat on the floor next to Robert, fondling his still moist cock. Both kids could hardly take their eyes off Marcia's revealed cunt and asshole. Marcia kept her feet on the cushions of the couch, her knees wide, caressing her fingers about her asshole and still-burning cunt. Now and then, Dawn would kiss Robert, or lean down to his lap and lick his cock. A few times she pulled his prick into her mouth and sucked on it gently. And, with soft giggles, the children would lean forward and kiss Marcia's still-soaked pussy, or run their tongues up her asshole and lick it a few times, then lap her cunt.
They kept her in a high state of erotic pleasure, kept her body tingling, her cunt pulsating. They were so eager to please her, to make her feel good.
A half hour or so later, Dawn said, "I wanna try it, Marcia. I wanna try and get fucked up my asshole, too." She hurriedly twisted about and was on hands and knees, her curvy, sweet ass waving enticingly. Marcia looked at the tiny asshole. It was pink and slightly puckered, and the hairless lips of Dawn's cunt sort of puckered between her slim thighs.
"I must admit that is one adorable asshole, Dawn," she whispered thickly. "It's so pretty. Kiss it for her, Robert! Kiss Dawn's pretty little asshole!"
Robert gazed at Dawn's ass, then, with a laugh, leaned forward and ran his tongue over those tight, creamy ass cheeks. Dawn giggled as she waggled her ass in his face. Robert slipped his tongue between the spreading ass cheeks and lapped delicately at her tight, pink asshole.
"Wait a minute!" Marcia said, scrambling from the couch. She scooted beneath Dawn's small body until her face was between those hot thighs, her bushy cunt below the girl's face. "I'm going to suck this little hot cunt while Robert licks your asshole, honey!"
Marcia gurgled ecstatically as she lowered her face into Dawn's pussy. Dawn closed her smooth thighs against the woman's head as Marcia's tongue slithered in and out of her cunt. Marcia could see her son's tongue only an inch above her face as he lapped at the pucker of Dawn's clenching asshole. She placed her hands on Dawn's small, smooth ass cheeks and pulled them apart for her son. Now and then their tongues met as they licked the little girl's cunt and asshole.
"I wanna be fucked up my asshole!" Dawn yelped with her face just above Marcia's cunt. "Please, Robert, I wanna feel your cock up my asshole ... like your mother! Fuck my ass, please!"
Marcia watched her son lift his face, her own mouth sucking Dawn's sweet cunt. She watched Robert's cock come into view, then it was rubbing at Dawn's tightly puckered asshole. Marcia slipped her hand around her son's cock and jacked it as he pressed against that very small asshole. She felt Dawn shove her ass back against his swollen prick, and then the cockhead was inside, stretching that pink asshole deliciously.
"Ohhhhh!" Dawn squeaked loudly, her face coming up from Marcia's cunt quickly. "Ohhh! I feel it ... I feel your cock inside my ass, Robert! Ooooo, golly, your cock is inside my ass!"
"Only the cockhead, Dawn," Robert replied with a choked voice.
"All of it!" Dawn wailed, wiggling her ass as Marcia shot her tongue into her tight little pussy. "I want all of your cock up my asshole!"
Marcia's eyes were blazing as she gazed at her son's cock. Seeing his cock stretch the pink tightness of the little girl's asshole sent a shudder of delight through her, and she lifted her ass to grind deliciously into Dawn's mouth again.
Robert shoved more of his cock into Dawn's ass while his mother held the creamy ass cheeks wide. Dawn gurgled softly in pleasure against Marcia's cunt as her asshole became filled with throbbing, hard cock. Robert's balls rested on Marcia's forehead as she tonguefucked Dawn's pussy. Then he was fucking back and forth. Marcia whimpered into the little girl's cunt as ecstasy flooded her. Dawn gripped Marcia's ass cheeks in both hands tightly as her tongue fluttered in and out of the clinging pussy, excited mewls bubbling from her.
Marcia ran her hand around and gripped one of her son's ass cheeks tightly as he fucked Dawn in the ass, her other hand clinging to one of Dawn's smooth ass cheeks. Slurping sounds came from them as Robert stabbed faster and faster into the hot, tight asshole.
"Ohhhhh, shit, shit!" Robert was grunting with effort. "Tight fucking asshole, Dawn! Gosh, your ass is so fucking tight and hot! Ohhhh, I'm gonna fuck it good for you!"
Hearing her son sent shivers of pleasure racing throughout Marcia's overheated body, and she sucked and licked Dawn's sweet cunt in an erotic frenzy. Once more she was coming in a series of swelling orgasms as Dawn fucked her tongue in and out of her hairy pussy. It seemed to Marcia that Dawn was coming too. The hairless cunt flexed time and again around her buried tongue, and the juices seeped copiously into her mouth, making her swallow frequently. There were delighted squeals coming from Dawn as she sucked furiously at Marcia's pussy, and Marcia, too, was mewling excitedly. Robert grunted as he drove his cock in and out of Dawn's extremely tight asshole. His balls were drawing up tightly at the base of his cock, throbbing in readiness.
"Ohhh, I'm gonna come, Dawn!" he shouted. "I'm gonna come up your ass ... the way I did my Mom's ass! I'm gonna come ... fill your fucking asshole with come juice!"
"Mmmmmm!" Dawn yelped against Marcia's cunt, her tongue lapping at the rigid, sensitive clitoris as her lips pulled on it. "Mmmmmmm!"
Marcia twisted and ground her cunt furiously into the pretty girl's face as her orgasms grew stronger, more drawn out. She licked Dawn's cunt furiously, just as Dawn was licking and sucking hers. Robert thrust his cock in and out of Dawn's tight, stretched asshole wildly, grunting in a tight voice. Marcia thought she could feel her son's cock past the thin flesh separating Dawn's asshole from her cunt, and that sent her mind soaring with ecstasy as all three exploded into shuddering orgasms.
When it ended, Dawn fell on top of Marcia, her cunt twitching against the older woman's chin. Robert fell over Dawn's shuddering body, and his cock rested against his mother's lips. Marcia sucked the cock into her mouth and licked gently as they became still.
Some time later they pulled apart. Dawn sat up with an expression of wonderment on her face. "Golly, that was really something! I loved it up my ass! It felt so good, but my asshole feels like it's been stretched forever!"
She slipped a hand between the cheeks of her ass and felt of her asshole gingerly, giggling childishly.
"That cute asshole wasn't harmed, baby, believe me," Marcia assured the girl. "In fact, you've just found out your asshole is just as good to fuck as that pretty little cunt is, right?"
"Golly, yes!" Dawn squealed happily. "I've got three places for a hard cock now--my cunt, my mouth, and my asshole!"
She jumped into Marcia's arms, pressing her little body tightly against her, hugging her. "Ohhh, Marcia, I'm so happy! I'm learning so much with you and Robert. I wish ... I wish ..." She stopped and buried her face into Marcia's tits.
Marcia caressed the little body fondly. "What is it you wish, honey? You know you can tell me whatever you want."
Dawn pulled up, tears in her eyes. They were tears of happiness, though, shining brightly as she gave Marcia a wicked smile. "I almost forgot to ask you something."
"Ask me?" Marcia smiled back and fondled a small tit. "Ask me anything, honey."
"Well, it's my ... Oh, I wish he'd do this himself!" Dawn stammered.
"Wish who would do it himself, honey?" Marcia prompted. "Come on, don't act so bashful now. It's a little late to be shy, you know."
"Oh, I know it, Marcia," Dawn said. "But he's such a coward, damn him! He makes me ask you."
"Tell me who he is," Marcia insisted. "You're not talking about Robert, are you?"
"Of course not," Dawn said, wiping the happy tears out of her eyes. "I'm talking about my daddy. "
"Your father?" Marcia asked, her eyes puzzled. "What did he want you to ask me?"
"He wants to ... he wants a date with you, Marcia," Dawn said. "Oh, why don't he ask you himself!"
Marcia began to laugh. "Why does he want a date with me, honey?"
"He likes you. He's always looking at you, especially when you're in shorts or that bikini of yours."
"That doesn't mean he likes me," Marcia laughed. "Most men will look at a woman dressed that way."
"Oh, he likes you, all right," Dawn said. "He told me so, and he wanted me to ask if you'd go out with him."
"Are you sure?"
"Don't you like my daddy, Marcia?" Dawn asked anxiously. "I wish you ..."
Marcia looked closely at Dawn. "I hardly know your father, baby. Just to say hello to, that's all." Then she saw Dawn's face fall with disappointment. "Hey, he's a damned good-looking man. You tell him I'll be happy to go out with him."
Dawn's eyes glowed happily as she squealed and kissed Marcia's full, moist lips and hugged her tightly. "Oh, I will tell him! Golly, he's gonna be so fucking happy!"
"Fucking happy?" Marcia questioned. "Just what do you mean, fucking happy? He doesn't expect to fuck me, does he?"
"How would I know that?" Dawn said, suddenly drawing away and not looking at Marcia. "He just said he would like to go out with you, that's all."
"You tell him to say when," Marcia said. "You just tell your father to call me and say when he would like to go out. I'd be pleased to go out with him."
Chapter 7
Marcia found herself as excited as a high school girl on her first date.
Bret had called her the very evening Dawn had talked to her about it, and by the time the conversation was over, Marcia was bubbling. Although she had talked to Bret a number of times, she found his voice extremely sexy on the telephone, and while he talked to her, her cunt had become moist and twitched until she thought she would actually come.
Bret had sounded very eager to take her out, and when he had asked for this evening, she readily agreed. Robert laughed about her excitement, teasing her. "Mom's gonna get fucked! Mom's gonna get fucked!" he sang.
Marcia stuck her tongue out at him playfully as she sat naked before her mirror, brushing her dark hair. He was on her bed, watching.
"That depends," she said. "Bret may be a real gentleman, you know."
"Gentlemen make passes, too," he replied.
"You're learning too much," she said. "Maybe we should stop this fucking for a while."
"Aw, Mom," he pouted, "I was only teasing."
"So am I," she smiled at him. "I could never stop this fucking any more than I could stop eating. I love you far too much to stop, and I love to fuck too much!"
Robert came to stand behind her, reaching over her shoulders and playing with her flawless tits as she applied makeup to her beautiful face. She felt his cock against her back swelling into hardness. She writhed her naked back across the front of his pants, and was rewarded when it throbbed.
"Are you gonna fuck him, Mom?" Robert asked, looking at her in the mirror as she traced her eyebrows.
"I told you, honey, it depends."
"On what?" Robert squeezed her tits, watching her rubbery nipples poke through his fingers.
"Oh, a number of things," she smiled at him. "If he wants me, if his cock gets hard, where we're at ... a lot of things."
"He'll want to fuck you--that's for sure, Mom."
"How do you know that, Robert?"
"He'd be crazy not to," her son said. "Any guy looking at you wants to fuck you, or else something is wrong with him."
"You're sweet," Marcia said, kissing her son's cheek.
He watched her apply a faint coat of lipstick, twisting his hard-on between her shoulder blades. "I guess I don't get any ass tonight."
Marcia paused and looked at her son in the mirror. She thought she could see rejection in his eyes, and she felt love for him swell within her body and heart. She turned around on the seat and began to open his pants. "You won't be without ass, baby," she said softly. "You sleep in my bed tonight, and when I come in, I'll wake you up and we can fuck all you want."
She pulled his cock out and stroked it, running the dripping piss hole over her nipples.
She closed her tits around his cock and moved them up and down, watching the cockhead slip up past the flesh. She bent her chin to her chest and ran the tip of her tongue over his cockhead, tasting the seeping fluids. Looking up at him, her eyes were moist with love.
"When I get home, I'll fuck you all you want, honey," she murmured.
"But, Mom," he protested. "Bret might fuck you so much you won't want any. You might be too tired."
"When have I ever been too tired to fuck, Robert?"
"Well ... never, I guess," he admitted. "But I've got a hard-on now, and well ..."
"And I'm going to make you come right now," she said in a soft voice. "Mother is going to make your hard cock come right now. And I'm going to make you come again when I get back from my date. And it doesn't matter if I get fucked by Bret or not; I'm still going to fuck you, too."
She turned her face down again to watch his cock fucking between her hot, creamy tits. Robert opened his pants and let them fall to his feet. Marcia felt his balls on the lower slopes of her tits and sighed with pleasure. His cock throbbed against the firm, spongy flesh of her tits and sent heat to her pussy. Every time his cockhead slipped past the smooth flesh, she ran her tongue over the oozing piss hole, making her son moan softly.
"Want to fuck my tits, honey?" Marcia whispered. "Want to fuck Mother's tits this way? Would you rather stick it up my cunt, or do you want me to suck your cock off? How about my asshole?"
Robert was excited to feel her hot tits around his cock. "This way, Mom! Between your tits!"
She laughed softly and squeezed her tits tighter about his cock. Her tongue fluttered faster about the dripping piss hole. Then she leaned down a bit farther and pulled his balls into the soft valley. Marcia closed her hot, wet lips around the head of his cock and sucked as he thrust his cock and balls up and down.
"Oh, Mom! Hot tits and hot mouth!" he grunted, watching their reflection in the mirror. "This is good, Mom! I can watch you suck my cock in the mirror!"
"Mmmm," she moaned around the head of his smooth prick, her tongue fluttering over the sensitive piss hole.
Marcia closed her warm, creamy thighs tightly against her son's trembling knees, her pussy pulsating wetly as she sucked the head of his cock, his balls caught between her firm tits. She knew without a doubt that when he came in her mouth, spewing all that delicious come juice down her throat, she would also come. Marcia came very easily, and she was proud of that fact. Sometimes she could just look at the front of a man's pants, and almost come. If she saw the outline of a nice cock in a pair of tight pants, she would indeed come.
She loved the feel of her son's cock between her lips. It was so smooth and delicious to her tongue. She loved the way it seeped as she sucked, coating her tongue until she had to swallow. The taste of his cock, the taste of his come juice, sent chills of delight flowing through her.
Robert was almost dancing now with steaming excitement as he watched her in the mirror. Marcia's nipples rubbed against him as he thrust his cock up and down. His balls began to draw up tightly at the base of his prick, and Marcia felt his cock throb more powerfully. Her tongue flew swiftly across his piss hole, knowing he was on the verge of coming off at any time now.
Then, just as he began to spurt, his cock somehow slipped free of her clinging lips. "Ohhhh!" Marcia wailed and tried to get the head of his cock back into her mouth. But he was coming and the juice splashed onto her chin and into her open mouth. Some of it coated the creamy swells of her tits and nipples. She ran her tits up and down his cock fast as she tried to get his squirting come juice into her mouth.
"I wanted it in my mouth!" she cried with disappointment. "Oh, Robert, I wanted you to come in my mouth!"
"I couldn't help it, Mom," he panted.
"I know, lover," she replied, looking at her wet tits. "It happens that way sometimes. Don't worry about it. Now I've got to clean this mess up or I'll be late for my date."
Robert sat back on the bed and watched his mother dress. Marcia pulled on a pair of tight, sheer bikini panties and no bra. Nylons and a garter belt completed her underclothing. Next came a light summer sweater that outlined her tits, her long nipples molded beautifully. A tight skirt with a slit along one side almost to her hip hugged her swelling ass and revealed her long, creamy thigh. Dressed, she posed before her son.
"How do I look, honey?" she asked. "Beautiful, Mom," he replied. "I could eat you up."
"Remember that when I get home tonight," she smiled at him, "because I'm going to keep you at your word. I'll be ready to have you eat me up, starting at my cunt!"
As she was going toward the living room, the doorbell rang. She opened the door to find Bret standing there. She flashed him a smile.
"Would you like a drink here before we go?" she asked.
"I'd prefer one at the club," he said, looking her up and down. "That is, if we can get there."
"What do you mean?"
"I might have to fight off half the town."
Marcia made a curtsy to him, smiling in pleasure. "Thank you."
It was not yet dusk as she walked with him across the lawn to his car. When he opened the door for her, she deliberately allowed her slit skirt to fall away from her thighs, and glanced at him to see his reaction. Bret stood there with his eyes burning on her exposure, a smile of pleasure on his face. "Nice," he said.
He closed the door and went to the driver's side. Marcia sat, waiting. When they were on the street, she scooted close to him, her skirt parted to reveal her thigh. She hooked her arm into his as he drove. "Why have you waited so long to ask me out, Bret?"
"Hell, I don't know," he said. "Bashful, I guess."
"But why?"
"Well, you're so damned beautiful," he said. "I've never seen a woman as beautiful as you."
"It's nice of you to think so," she said, hugging his arm against her tit, "but I'm just a woman, nothing more."
As the evening progressed, Bret became looser with her. His talk was less inhibited. Mostly because Marcia made sure of this. She sat close to him during dinner, her thigh against his. A number of times she laid her hand on his thigh beneath the table, and let him know in various ways her feelings toward him.
When dinner was over, they lingered over drinks. Marcia sensed he was hesitant again. "Why don't we take a drive, Bret," she suggested, her eyes showing promise.
He drove a short distance from town, then pulled off the highway near a small group of pine trees. The moon cast a soft glow over them when he switched off the lights. Marcia leaned against him, her tit pressed against his arm. When she realized she would have to take matters into her own hands, she reached up and turned his face to hers. Her lips closed against his, and she kissed him. It required a few more kisses, a few soft mewls of pleasure, and pressure of her tit and thigh against him to let him know she was eager and hot for him.
Even then Marcia had to take his hand, place it over one of her tits and hold it there. Finally, with her tongue deep in his mouth, she felt his fingers squeeze, starting to feel her tit.
"That's much better, Bret," she sighed and dropped her hand. "Feel me all you want."
"You're so damned beautiful, Marcia," he gasped. "So beautiful!"
She gurgled in pleasure, writhing against him. She loved the way he fondled her tit. She mewled as her hand rested on his thigh, moving slowly up until her fingers contacted the head of his swollen, hard cock. She heard him gasp as she stroked his prick. As they kissed more, Marcia opened his pants and pulled his cock free.
"Ohh, Bret!" she cooed as her fingers closed about his cock. "This is lovely! You're so hard!"
No longer hesitant now, he ran his hand up her skirt, caressing her warm, inner thigh. He stroked about the crotch of her tight panties, making Marcia writhe with steaming pleasure. "Put your hand inside my panties, Bret!" she murmured. "Put your hand inside my panties and feel me up!"
His hand moved easily into the waistband of her tight panties, through the thick curls, and then he was thrusting a finger into her burning, wet cunt. She pumped on his cock fast, their breathing coming hot and heavy. He was pressing her back onto the seat. But it was cramped, and Marcia stopped him.
"Wait, Bret," she said. "Let's make it more comfortable."
"How?" he grunted. "Oh, hell, Marcia! I'm going to explode pretty damned soon!"
"I know you are, darling," she murmured. "But I want to be comfortable. I'll make it good for you, I can promise you that." She straightened up.
His face fell when she smoothed her skirt down. She noticed it, and giggled softly. "Don't worry, I said. I won't let you suffer. I'm not going to make you wait, Bret."
She opened the door, the dome light coming on to reveal them. She stood outside the door, motioning for him to get out and come to her. When he was at her side, Marcia lifted her skirt. "Take my panties off, darling."
His fingers trembled against her flesh as he slipped her panties down. Marcia pulled on his cock, then leaned down and ran her tongue about the swollen cockhead. She sensed his pleased surprise. Closing her hot, wet lips about the head of his cock, she sucked gently for a moment or so, then stood up again. "Did you like that, Bret?" she teased.
"I had no idea you would ..."
"Suck on your cock?" she laughed huskily. "But I love to suck cock, darling."
His expression was one of pleasure as he stroked her ass in one hand, feeling the hot flesh underneath her skirt. She rubbed the dripping head of his cock into the fuzz of her cunt, mewling as they kissed again.
When they pulled apart, Marcia gave another soft laugh, then turned her back to him. She pulled her dress to her waist and exposed the creamy swell of her succulent ass to him in the moonlight. She then leaned over and lay on her stomach across the seat of the car. Her feet hung out and the dome light illuminated her rounded ass cheeks. Looking over her shoulder at him, she writhed her ass invitingly.
"Take your pants down, Bret," she whispered hotly, arching her ass up. "You can fuck me better with your pants down."
As Bret was fumbling with his pants, Marcia reached both her hands behind her back and wantonly caressed the cheeks of her ass. Bret stared at her, his eyes hardly believing his luck. He could see the curling hairs and the way her puffy cunt pouted at him from her thighs. As soon as he had his pants around his ankles, he reached for her. His hands moved over her smooth flesh, then, with a grunt, he dropped to his knees and buried his face into the crack of her hot ass.
"Ooooo, you're sweet!" Marcia cooed, wiggling her ass into his face. "Kiss it for me, darling! Kiss my hot ass for me!"
Marcia was thrilled to hear his eager grunts of pleasure as he began to kiss hungrily about her puckered asshole, his tongue lapping hotly. She felt his chin against the wetness of her pussy, and arching her ass up, twisted it about his licking mouth, mewling with delight.
"Ohhh, yes, darling! Lick it for me! Oh, I love to have my ass licked! Suck my asshole ... tongue my asshole! Oh, I love it so much!"
His tongue shot up and down the hot crack of her asshole, then downward to stab deep into her cunt. He thrust his tongue in and out of Marcia's boiling pussy swiftly, then brought it to her asshole once again. Marcia shuddered with ecstasy, feeling a powerful orgasm swelling like boiling water in the pit of her stomach. His hands ran up and down her smooth thighs, her hips, the smoothness of her ass.
"Oooo, Bret, Bret!" she wailed, jamming her ass into his face. "I'm coming! Ohhhh, tongue my asshole ... my cunt! I'm coming, darling!"
His tongue flew rapidly up and down her cunt and asshole as she came. Then, before it was over, he pulled up and she felt his hard cock probing between her thighs.
"That's it, darling!" she urged hotly. "Now stick that lovely cock up my cunt and fuck me! Ohhhh, fuck me now! I want it ... I want your hard cock up my pussy."
Marcia felt his prick slip up her tight cunt, and she shoved her ass back into him, mewling with the pleasure it gave her. When he gripped her hips with his hands and began slamming hard into her pussy, Marcia began coming again.
"Ooooo! More! More!" she shouted into the still night air. "Give me more! Ohhhh, feed my hot cunt, darling! Fuck my hot, hairy cunt! I love it so! Fuck me! Oh, Bret, darling ... fuck me good!"
The excitement was too much for Bret. He had wanted Marcia for a long time, never dreaming he would actually be able to fuck her. But here he was, fucking her and she was begging him for more. She was the most beautiful girl in the world, and he had his cock up her unusually tight, extremely hot cunt. Her cunt held his cock like a moist, hot, velvet glove. There was a flexing sensation in her cunt he had never felt before, except in one other girl.
Marcia, twisting her ass about in ecstasy, loved the way his cock stretched the tightness of her pussy and filled her cunt. She could feel that large, swollen cockshaft pumping back and forth, and was sure she could feel each and every ridge of his throbbing hard cock with the lips of her pussy. Bret's cock was long and very thick, and it felt so very good to her. She mewled softly as the series of orgasms started again, coming over her like hot waves of finger-light caresses.
"Ohhh, Bret!" she mewled. "You're making me come again! Ohh, you're very good! Your cock is so big ... so long and thick! I love it, Bret! I love your big, hard cock! Fuck me, darling! Oooo, fuck me good and hard!"
She felt him smashing against her upturned ass cheeks, the hairs at the base of his cock tickling her sensitive asshole and the flesh of her ass cheeks. Finally he stabbed as deeply as he could up her cunt, grunting loudly as he went stiff, holding himself there.
"You're going to come, darling!" she wailed with pleasure. "Oh, baby, your cock is going to spurt right up my cunt! Come in me, darling! Oh, please give my cunt all that delicious come juice! Squirt it to me, Bret! Squirt that come juice to my pussy!"
"I am!" he yelled, his fingers clawing into the firm flesh of her hips, his cock deep up her clinging cunt. "I am coming in your cunt, Marcia!"
She felt his come juice splashing into her spasming cunt, and it sent her into a powerful orgasm that caused her body to shake violently. She wailed loudly into the night as she twisted and rolled her ass against him. It seemed to Marcia that they both would never stop coming, but they finally did.
Bret lay on top of her, breathing hard, his cock still inside her cunt. Marcia lay on the car seat, her tits tingling with pleasure. She panted as her nerves began to calm down. Finally he pulled free of her and stood there in the moonlight, awed by what had happened. Marcia turned slowly and sat up, her knees wide, feet on the ground. She gazed affectionately at his glistening cock.
"Oh, come here, darling," she murmured, reaching out and pulling him close to her. She leaned over and buried her beautiful face into his crotch, kissing the slippery cock and hairy balls. She wrapped her arms about his hips and clung to his ass cheeks as she gently sucked on his cock. Then she turned him loose and looked up at him. "Bret, that was beautiful. I think ... I think ..." But she paused, afraid to say any more.
He caressed her hair, then pulled his pants up. They sat close as he drove her home, and Marcia fondled his cock while he caressed the creamy insides of her thighs. At her door, he held her and kissed her, then, without a word, turned and went to his own house across the lawn. Marcia stood there looking after him, then went into her house and slowly prepared for bed, a smile on her face.
Chapter 8
Marcia had been so preoccupied by pleasant thoughts about Bret and their date that she had gone to bed immediately without checking on her son. Therefore she had no idea that Dawn had spent the entire night with him. She had not even realized that Dawn had been with Robert the evening before.
She slept very soundly, and got up late the following morning. When she had finished her shower and dressing, she went to the kitchen to prepare coffee, There she found her son and Dawn. They had coffee ready for her, both of them grinning at her happily, but with a wicked, knowing smile on their young faces.
"How was it, Mom?" Robert wanted to know. "Did you have fun?"
"It was wonderful, honey," Marcia replied as she sat at the table, sipping the coffee that Dawn had poured for her. "Bret is a very nice guy."
Dawn pulled her chair close to Marcia. "What I want to know is ... did you get fucked by my daddy?"
Marcia looked at the pretty girl, smiling fondly. "That is not a question to ask a girl," Marcia teased. "And especially about your father."
"Come on," Dawn pouted cutely. "Did my daddy fuck you?"
"That seems to be important to you, baby," Marcia said. "Why?"
Dawn flushed and lowered her eyes. "I just want to know. I like you, and I love my daddy. I think it would be wonderful if you two liked each other, too."
"Of course I like Bret. I would not have gone out with him otherwise, Dawn."
Dawn fidgeted in the chair, writhing her ass, but keeping her eyes down. It was obvious to Marcia the little girl was curious about last night. It seemed very important to Dawn that she and Bret like one another, Marcia thought. She wrapped an arm around Dawn's shoulders and hugged her close. Dawn buried her face into Marcia's flawless tits, twisting herself as tightly as she could against Marcia. Marcia stroked the girl and kissed the top of her head.
"Yes, baby," Marcia whispered softly. "Your daddy fucked me. Does that make you happy?"
Dawn squealed in pleasure and hugged Marcia's waist. "Ohhh, I'm so glad!" Then Dawn squirmed free of Marcia, dropping to the floor. She ran her hands up Marcia's thighs, shoving her skirt high.
Marcia scooted her ass to the edge of her chair and caressed Dawn's hair as the little girl burned moist kisses on her knees, licking lightly with a wet, eager tongue. As the little girl kissed and licked her knees, Marcia began to shiver with pleasure. She sighed and scooted her ass even closer to the edge of the chair until it was almost hanging over.
Robert, watching Dawn kiss his mother's knees, ran his hand up and down the front of his pants, fondling his growing cock. Marcia reached her hand out to her son, and he brought his chair chair close to her. As he sat with his legs wide, Marcia caressed his cock and balls, squeezing them through his pants. Dawn was now working her tongue and lips higher on Marcia's thighs, leaving moist trails of liquid fire on her flesh. Marcia felt her son's cock swelling deliciously in her hand, and, with his help, managed to get his cock free. But Robert lifted his ass and shoved his pants to his feet, sitting there half naked. Dawn brought one hand up to grasp his cock, jacking on it as she licked Marcia's creamy thighs. Marcia cupped and squeezed gently at her son's balls, sighing as her pleasure began to increase. She wiggled her hips against the chair as the little girl', with her eager, wet tongue, licked higher and higher.
Then, with a soft squeal, Dawn shoved her face tight into Marcia's crotch. Dawn nipped lightly at the tight crotch of her panties, running her tongue up and down it. "Ooooo, these panties have to go!" she squealed, pulling at Marcia's panties.
Marcia lifted her ass and then her panties were pulled down and off. She spread her thighs wide, draping one over her son's leg. Dawn gazed between Marcia's thighs for a moment, looking at the bushy cunt.
"Daddy fucked it," she murmured. "My daddy had his cock up that hairy cunt! Ohhh, that's so nice, Marcia! I bet my daddy loved your pussy, didn't he? Did you give my daddy a real good fuck?"
"I sure did, honey," Marcia gurgled as Dawn began kissing up the inside of one smooth, creamy thigh again. "I gave him a damned good fuck!"
Dawn shoved her face into the hair-lined pussy and started licking her tongue up and down the puffy, wet lips. Her small fist beat up and down on Robert's cock, and she made soft, happy sounds. Marcia arched her cunt up and down, pulling at her son's balls gently. Marcia whispered thickly to her son, "Let me suck your cock, Robert! Stand here beside me and let me suck that sweet cock!"
Robert jumped to his feet and stood at his mother's side, his cock swaying and dripping. Dawn looked up, her face all but concealed by the thick curls surrounding Marcia's pulsating pussy. Marcia kissed the dripping piss hole of her son's cock, her lips smeared by his jism. She placed one hand on his tight ass cheek and began to lick about his hairless balls, mewling as she stroked Dawn's hair.
"You two kids are so sweet," Marcia murmured against her son's cock and balls. "I love you, both of you!"
Dawn ran her tongue over Marcia's distended clitoris, lapping at it swiftly as she clung to one naked hip. Then she closed her lips about the rigid, rubbery clitoris and began to suck at it furiously. Marcia mewled with ecstasy and opened her lips to her son's dripping cock. She pulled at his ass and Robert sank his prick deep into his mother's wet, hot mouth.
As Dawn started thrusting her tongue in and out of Marcia's cunt, Robert pumped his ass back and forth, fucking his mother in her hungry mouth. Marcia, shivering with pleasure, gurgled as she twisted and rolled her crotch into the little girl's greedy mouth. She clawed at her son's ass cheek, trying to bring every inch of his cock into her mouth. His balls swung against her chin, sending tremors of ecstasy through her.
"Suck it, Mom!" Robert urged in a thick voice. "Suck my cock! Oh, I love it when you suck my cock! You're mouth is hot and wet ... and I'm fucking it for you, Mom! I'm fucking you in your cocksucking pussy mouth!"
Marcia's tongue flew about her son's cock as he fucked her mouth, her lips clinging tightly to it. She tasted the dripping jism, swallowing happily as she held Dawn's little face against her steaming, hairy cunt. The girl was slamming her tongue in and out of Marcia's cunt, lapping it up and down the puffy pussy lips, over the sensitive clitoris, only to shove it deep into the wet pussy again.
Marcia was grunting around her son's cock as her cunt spasmed strongly. She shuddered with ecstasy. She wiggled her pussy tighter yet into Dawn's sucking mouth as she came. She sucked harder and with more pleasure at her son's fucking cock. Her tongue lapping over his seeping piss hole every chance she got. She could feel his cock as it throbbed in her mouth.
"Oh, Mom!" Robert shouted, pumping faster into her clinging lips, holding the side of her face with his hands. "I'm gonna come! Ohhh, shit, I'm gonna come!"
She gurgled a reply and sucked harder than ever on his cock. She squeezed the cheek of his ass hard, grinding her cunt into Dawn's face. Robert thrust his cock deep into his mother's mouth and held it there, his body stiff, but shaking. Then Marcia's tongue was coated with his thick, delicious come juice. She mewled as she swallowed, loving it spurting her throat. Her cunt was in powerful ecstasy as Dawn's tongue went deep, fluttering inside the slippery cunt. Her upper lips pressed hard upon Marcia's throbbing, burning clitoris, her chin tight against her puckered asshole.
When he stopped coming, Robert withdrew his cock. A long strand of come juice still connected his cock to her lips. Dawn pulled her mouth away from Marcia's cunt and stood up quickly, leaning over to run her tongue across Robert's piss hole, then she pressed her lips against Marcia's, her tongue reaching into Marcia's mouth, licking and sucking.
"Oh, you two!" Marcia sighed contentedly. "Don't you ever get enough of me?"
"Do you want us to, Mom?" Robert asked.
"God, no!" she grinned at them. "I hope you never get enough of me! I love it so much!"
"So do we!" Dawn giggled, holding Robert's cock and balls in her hand. "We love it, too! Don't we, Robert?"
He nodded his head. "Mom, Dawn stayed with me last night. You don't mind, do you?"
Marcia smiled. "Of course I don't mind." Then a thought came to her. "Dawn, what about your father? Does he know where you were last night? I mean, didn't he miss you this morning?"
Dawn giggled bashfully. "He knows I was here, Marcia."
Marcia looked for a long time into the little girl's eyes, suspicious for the first time. "Bret knows you ... Dawn, doesn't your father know ... I mean ..."
Dawn giggled again. "Don't worry, Marcia."
But Marcia did worry. She watched the two play in back yard, her mind turning over swiftly. Surely, she thought, Bret would not let his daughter spend the night with a boy. She was still a baby, almost. Perhaps he did not consider his daughter as a sexual being, perhaps he trusted her. It made her wonder if she should talk to Bret about this man Dawn was fucking. But Dawn spent all day with her and Robert now, so maybe Dawn wasn't seeing the man again. If that was so, and there didn't seem to be any harm to Dawn, maybe she should forget it. She certainly did not want the little girl to get into any trouble with her father.
Besides, Marcia liked the man. In fact, she admitted to herself, she liked him more than ever since the night before. It would be easy for her to fall in love with him, she knew. But she could not allow that to happen. If she did, it could endanger what she had with Dawn and Robert. At the very least, it would be a tricky situation. She did not want to juggle Bret and her two sweet kids in any way. She was afraid Bret would be a threat to her and the two kids, that if she allowed herself to become too close to him, he would discover what they were doing with each other.
When Bret called her about two that afternoon, it didn't help her at all. He seemed cheerful enough, not at all suspicious about Dawn spending the night. In fact, the only reference he made to it was to ask if Dawn was any trouble for her.
After they had hung up, it dawned on Marcia that he had not asked for another date. This troubled her a bit, and she wondered if perhaps she had not overdone it the night before. Perhaps her eagerness, her willingness to let him fuck her, had turned the man off. Some men, she knew, were such fools when it came to sex. They would fuck any girl available, but if the girl indicated they wanted it, it seemed to make them mad, turn them away. Marcia hoped Bret was not that kind of man.
She spent the remainder of the day wondering about him, hoping he would ask again to take her out. She did not deny the fact she liked the man a great deal. He was certainly a sexual man. The way he had shoved his face into her ass and cunt told her that.
Around five-thirty, Dawn skipped off to her house, waving at Marcia. Marcia prepared dinner for herself and Robert, her thoughts in a turmoil. Robert saw something was bothering his mother and kept silent, knowing she would talk to him about it eventually. They ate, and then she cleaned up the kitchen. Her panties had been placed on the counter-top near the sink, and she started to put them back on, but decided there would be no use in it. Robert's cock was hard inside his pants, she saw. His cock seemed to stay hard, much to her delight. He would be wanting a piece of her ass before the evening was over, and by leaving her panties off, it would be just that much easier for him to get to her pussy.
Robert sprawled in the living room as she tried to relax in a chair. Her thoughts about Bret continued to flow through her mind. Robert lay on the carpet, looking up his mother's dress and pressing his cock into the floor, getting himself more excited. She noticed her son, of course, but it did not register on her that he was waiting for her to talk to him. All she saw was his excitement.
"You don't have to fuck the floor, baby," she told him.
"I know that, Mom," Robert replied. Then he asked, "What's wrong, Mom? Is something bothering you?"
"No, nothing is bothering me. Why do you ask?"
"You're awfully quiet," he said. "Are you ashamed about us?"
"Oh, no!" she said quickly. "You know better than that, Robert. I've just got something on my mind, that's all."
"Wanna talk to me about it, Mom?"
Marcia pulled herself together and flashed a smile down at him. "Wouldn't you rather have a nice, hot piece of ass instead of talking?"
She pulled her dress to her waist and spread her thighs wide, arching her crotch up from the chair. Robert looked at his mother's cunt. The triangled curls were thick, growing down each cunt lip and disappearing between the cheeks of her creamy ass. As usual, the sight made his cock throb pleasantly.
Marcia opened her blouse and revealed her firm, smooth tits, cupping and caressing them. Then she held her hands out to her son. "Come on, honey," she whispered. "Come to Mommy. Mommy has a hot cunt that wants a nice hard cock in it! Come on, baby--fuck Mother!"
Robert stood, his cock bulging in his pants. He opened them and let them drop to the floor. As he stepped free, Marcia stared in greedy hunger at his cock and balls. She loved them, loved the hardness of his prick, the way the cockhead swelled and became so smooth, the piss hole flaring wide with a bead of jism clinging to it. He had a difficult time deciding what to do with it; take it inside her hairy cunt or suck him off.
She kept her eyes gazing at his cock and balls as he moved toward her. When he stepped between her thighs, she took hold of his prick and jacked it a few times.
"Oh, honey!" she gurgled, pumping her fist back and forth. "You have the most beautiful cock in the world! God, do I love it up my pussy, in my mouth, my asshole! Ooooo, put it in me, Robert! Stick your cock in me, anyplace! Fuck your hot-assed mother, honey! Fuck her in any goddamn hole you want!"
Robert arched forward and his cock smashed into her distended clitoris. Marcia yelped with pleasure as an electric shock flowed through her. "Oooooo, yes!"
She shoved down a little on his cock, and Robert, standing between her wide-spread thighs, watched his prick slip into her wet, steaming cunt. Marcia sighed again as she ground her crotch against him, taking every inch of his prick into her gripping cunt.
"Oh, baby, baby!" she burbled hotly. "I love to feel your balls against my ass this way! Ohhh, what a cock, darling! See how it fits up my cunt? Isn't that beautiful? Your lovely, hard cock up mother's wet, hairy cunt. Fuck it, baby! Ohhhh, fuck mother's wet, hot cunt!"
Marcia held her son's hips as he plunged his prick in and out of her cunt. She stared up at his young, beardless face, seeing the ecstatic expression there as she banged her cunt against him. Robert could not remove his eyes from their bodies. He stared excitedly at his cock being devoured by his mother's hair-rimmed cunt. He could see the tip of her swollen clitoris scrape the shaft of his prick, smashing into the base of his cock as she whipped it back and forth.
Marcia lay back on the carpet and drew her knees up, holding her legs there. Robert reached out with both hands and began to squeeze and fondle her tits, pulling and twisting her nipples as Marcia twirled her ass about, fucking him.
"Oh, honey! I love the way your cock feels inside my cunt! I can feel every throb of it! I love it, Robert! Oh, I love your cock so fucking much! Fuck me, baby, fuck me!"
Robert began to move finally, stabbing his cock in and out of her mother's rolling crotch. He began pumping so fast that his cock slipped out a couple of times. Marcia laughed softly at his expression when that happened, then helped him get his cock back inside her pussy. Then it happened again. This time, as he stabbed forward in an effort to get his prick back in her pussy, it slithered up her asshole.
"Oh!" Marcia yelped, her eyes widening. "Oh, honey! You missed my cunt! Your cock is up my asshole! Ohhh, does that feel good! Fuck my asshole, baby! Ohhhh, leave your cock up my ass ... fuck me there! Fuck my ass ... fuck me up my hot asshole, Robert!"
Marcia shoved one hand down and began to rub and twist at her rubbery hot clitoris as her son fucked her up the ass. She rammed a finger into her cunt and fucked herself with it as he stabbed her asshole. Robert's eyes blurred in pleasure as he saw her doing this, and he began to pant in a labored way. His cock throbbed hotly up her asshole, and Marcia knew he was too excited to last much longer. She rolled and twisted her ass as he thrust powerfully.
"Ooooo, don't hold it back, Robert!" she wailed loudly, twisting her head from side to side in ecstasy. "Don't hold it back! Come in me, honey! Spurt that delicious come juice up my hot, tight asshole! Come up Mother's ass, Robert! Oohhh, I love your cock squirting up my asshole! Give it to me, honey! Give it to Mother!"
Her finger stabbed swiftly into her cunt, the heel of her hand pressing on her throbbing clitoris. She began to come in a shuddering wave of delight. She mewled throatily.
"Ohhhh, I'm coming, Robert! You're making Mother come! Ohhh, come with me, honey! Come up my ass! Ooooo, does it feel good! Hurry, baby, come with me!"
Robert banged hard into her ass, then held his cock buried deep inside the hot tightness, feeling her asshole squeeze him. Then Marcia felt a flood of come juice spewing into her ass. The jism caused her to come even more powerfully, every nerve of her body tingling like never before. She yelped and twisted her ass about as her son filled it with come juice. Marcia's orgasm had been so powerful, so strong, that she could not move from her position.
Her son pulled his cock free of her tight, gripping asshole and sunk to his knees before her, panting and gasping. Marcia sighed heavily, feeling her asshole flexing. She rubbed at it gently with a fingertip, shivering with a huge smile on her beautiful face.
Chapter 9
Almost a week had gone by and still Bret had not called Marcia. She was quite concerned. She did not understand why he seemed to be avoiding her. Dawn continued to be with her and Robert every day, always her bubbly self, always eager and willing to be involved in any sort of sex they wound up in. But at five-thirty each day, she was off and running to her house.
Marcia wanted to ask Dawn about her father, why he never called or so much as allowed her to catch a look at him, but she held back. The one thing she noticed was Dawn's reactions toward her. Somehow, the little girl grew even closer emotionally toward Marcia. She began to chatter about everyday things, and helped with the housework. Once Dawn slipped and called her Momma, and Marcia paused in what she was doing, looking at Dawn quizzically. When Dawn realized what she had called Marcia, she blushed and dropped her eyes bashfully.
Marcia found herself thinking of the remark, and was not at all surprised to find herself pleased. She began to consider herself the lovely little girl's mother. This, in turn, created more confusion in her mind concerning Bret. Although she had only dated the man once, she had seen him often, until lately. She found herself thinking of being his wife, of the four of them becoming a family. The idea appealed to her tremendously, and she began to fantasize of the four of them living in one house. Then she would consider the position it would put her in.
There was no way she could give up the excitement of fucking her son, of licking Dawn's sweet cunt, or of those two kids fucking each other. Being married to Bret could cause more emotional problems than Marcia was prepared to cope with. On one hand, she wanted to become Bret's wife, and on the other hand she wanted what she had with Dawn and Robert. Finally she shrugged her fantasies off, knowing it could never be, even if Bret wanted her. And, she thought, apparently he wanted nothing else to do with her.
Then one day early in the morning, they heard a car pull in next door. Dawn looked out the window and said, "That's Daddy. I wonder why he's home so early." She skipped off to her house to see him.
It was noon when Marcia realized that the little girl had left with the cloth she had been using to dry the wet breakfast dishes with. Although it was certainly not important, Marcia decided to take that as an opportunity to go next door. She was curious to know why Bret had come home so early, thinking perhaps he was ill. That, too, would give her a chance to see him.
She brushed her hair carefully, then applied a faint coat of makeup. Still not satisfied with her appearance, she went next door and nervously punched the doorbell. There was no response, and she punched it again. She began to get nervous. After not getting an answer to the bell, she knocked against the door with her knuckles. To her surprise, the door swung open. Peering into the entrance hall, anxiety filling her, Marcia stepped into the house. Why she did not call out she would never know.
Moving softly and slowly, she came to the end of the entry hall and looked around the corner into the family room.
It was empty.
There was no one in the living room, or in the kitchen, either. Moving down the hallway toward the bedrooms, she was holding her breath, feeling like a sneak thief in the night.
As she approached the master bedroom, she heard soft sounds coming from the open doorway. Marcia paused near it, her heart banging furiously inside her chest.
"Oh, baby!" she heard Bret's voice. "Oh, baby! Oh, baby!"
Marcia's mind reeled as she recognized that tone. Slipping very quietly to the edge of the door, she sucked in her breath, almost afraid to peer into the bedroom. She was shaking, but it was not with fear. She did not know exactly why she was shaking, but it certainly was not with fear--that she knew.
As her eyes moved around the door frame, they almost popped from her head.
Bret was in there, all right. He was on his huge bed, and he was totally naked. He had his feet toward the head of the bed, his head propped up on a pillow. His cock was extremely hard. Leaning over him was Dawn, his daughter. She, too, was naked. The whole wall at the head of the bed was a solid mirror, and Marcia could see their reflection in it as well as Bret could.
Dawn's cute, saucy little ass was in the air, reflected by the mirror, her hairless cunt between her slim thighs. She had her mouth filled with her father's hairy balls, nuzzling and sucking on them. Her small fist gripped his long, thick cock tightly, moving up and down in a jacking motion. Marcia's breath caught in her chest and she balled her fists into her stomach. It was not because of nausea or distaste--it was from her sudden intense excitement and pleasure at seeing this.
Dawn's sweet, naked ass writhed in the air as she sucked on her father's balls, mewling sounds dripping from her throat. Bret was caressing her long hair in his fingers.
"Oh, baby!" she heard him saying in a hot voice. "Suck them, Dawn! Ohhh, suck my balls, honey! Ohh, sweetheart, your mouth is so fucking hot on my hairy balls!"
Marcia's cunt burned between her thighs, throbbing and becoming extremely slippery with cunt juice. She pressed her thighs tightly together and leaned against the wall as she watched them. She felt an overwhelming urge to run in there, strip her body naked, and get into bed with them.
She saw Dawn's hot, wet tongue licking up and down her father's cock now. The little girl's tongue flicked over her father's piss hole, sucking away the beads of jism that oozed from his cock. Dawn nuzzled into her father's cock and balls as she cooed with ecstasy. Marcia could hardly believe it when the little girl opened her lips and slipped them over that enormous, swollen cockhead. She did not think it would have been possible for Dawn to take that large cock into her mouth.
But she was seeing it with her own eyes. Dawn actually had that large cockhead between her lips and was slowly shoving her mouth down on her father's thick cock. Marcia saw Dawn's lips stretch to their utmost, and still she took more and more cock between them. But struggle as she did, Dawn could take no more than half of her father's cock into her hot, wet mouth.
Dawn braced herself by placing her hands on each side of her father's hips, her rounded ass still twisting about in the air, reflected in the wall mirror. Marcia could see Dawn's asshole in the mirror, and it was flexing deliciously. She watched Bret take his daughter's cheeks in his two hands, cupping her beautiful young face. Then he began to fuck up and down into his daughter's mouth.
Dawn, she noticed, did not bob her head, but held herself still while he fucked her mouth. The eyes of the little girl were wide open, gazing up at her father's face as he fucked her in her mouth.
"That's good, Dawn!" Bret said in a husky voice. "Oh, damn ... your mouth is so wet and hot! Oh, baby, I'd rather fuck your sweet, hot cunt-mouth than anything in this world! Tight, hot, wet cunt-mouth!"
Marcia was thrilled beyond her wildest dreams and fantasies. It was beautiful the way this man fucked his huge cock into his little daughter's greedy cocksucking mouth, so beautiful that her heart beat rapidly and her cunt was going through a series of small, explosive orgasms. She could hear the strangling mewls of delight Dawn made, and see her eyes shining happily up at her father's face, her sweet little ass writhing in the mirror.
"Oh, honey, baby, sweetheart!" Bret urged his daughter. "Suck that big cock! Oh, fuck that hot, cocksucking mouth! Eat my prick, Dawn! Suck my cock! Lick my prick! Oh, baby, you're going to get yourself a nice mouthful of jizz this time!"
His naked ass pumped up and down, his cock sliding in and out of the tight, hot lips of his daughter's greedy mouth, moving a bit faster now. "I'm going to come, Dawn! I'm fucking your hot, cocksucking mouth and I'm going to come right in it! Oh, yes, baby! Daddy is going to fill your sweet cocksucking mouth with his nice jism. Swallow it all, Dawn! Swallow your daddy's come juice ... his cock ... his balls!"
Marcia saw Dawn's eyes film over with ecstasy as Bret spurted thick come juice into her tight, crowded mouth. A muffled squeal came from her throat as it began to work, struggling to swallow the hot load of come juice he shot down it. Her rounded little ass writhed and twisted, and Marcia knew Dawn was coming, too. Some of the creamy come juice seeped between his thick cock and her tight lips, running down the cockshaft. Marcia had a wild desire to run in and lick it away, to taste him while Dawn sucked at the squirting piss hole.
When Bret's ass sank to the mattress, Dawn took her lips off his cock and sat back on her heels, grinning with pleasure. She licked her small tongue over her lips, wiping away the clinging come juice on them. One of her hands moved between her thighs and she fondled her steamy little cunt. "Ohhh, Daddy!" she mewled. "That was so fucking good! You came and came so much! Ohhh, I love it, Daddy!"
"I know you love it, honey," Bret replied.
"But I also know how hot it makes that sweet little cunt of yours. Come here, sit on my face. I'll tonguefuck your hot little cunt ... the way you love it best."
"Oh, Daddy!" Dawn squealed as she scrambled up to spread her knees over his face. Marcia watched as the lovely girl squatted over her father's face. "I love it when you lick my cunt! You know I love it when you tonguefuck me!"
"Hot little cunt," he laughed, his love obvious to Marcia. "You just sit that cute cunt on my face and I'll tonguefuck it."
Marcia stared at Dawn's hairless cunt as she sat it right down on her father's mouth, grinding and murmuring with pleasure. Bret held his daughter's slim, smooth thighs as his tongue shot deep into the tight wetness of her pussy.
"Ooooo, Daddy, Daddy! Eat me ... eat my cunt, Daddy! Suck my cunt for me, Daddy! Tonguefuck my hot little cunt and make me come and come and come!"
Then Marcia found herself staring right into Dawn's burning, sparkling eyes. For a moment she could not breathe, knowing she had been caught. Her first reaction was to turn and run home, but what she was seeing kept her rooted to the spot. It was just too exciting to run away from. Dawn smiled widely at Marcia as she squirmed her cunt into her father's face. Then the little girl stuck her tongue out playfully at Marcia.
"Oh, Daddy, eat my cunt!" Dawn gurgled, her eyes gleaming at Marcia. "Eat my little pussy for me, Daddy! Tonguefuck me! Stick your cunt licking tongue way up my pussy and lick me! Oh, Daddy, I love getting my hot little cunt sucked and licked! Oooo, I just love your big old cock in my mouth, sucking on it, tasting you come in my hot cocksucking mouth and ..."
Marcia knew Dawn was jabbering away for her benefit. Dawn's eyes burned toward her as she spoke, grinding her sweet little pussy into her father's face with more and more furious movements.
"Oh, I'm gonna come, Daddy!" Dawn wailed, still looking at Marcia. "I'm gonna come! Ohhh, Daddy, your tongue is up my wet little cunt and I'm coming! More tongue, Daddy! Give my cunt more tongue!"
Dawn gave a loud wail of ecstasy, then while she was still coming, she scooted her naked ass from his face and down his body. She straddled his hips and took hold of his once again throbbing cock. Looking directly into Marcia's eyes, she stuffed her father's cock into her pussy, stretching those delicate pink cunt lips tightly.
"Now fuck me, Daddy!" Dawn gurgled, bouncing her naked little ass up and down delightfully. "Now fuck my cunt, Daddy! Oooo, you know I love your big, hard cock up my tight, hot, wet cunt!"
Dawn's small, shapely tits were so tight that they did not jiggle as she bounced her ass up and down her father's cock. Those tiny nipples were very pink and hard.
"I'm still coming, Daddy! Oooo, I'm still coming! Oh, my pussy is tingling and coming! Fuck me, Daddy! I wanna feel your big, beautiful cock coming up my cunt now, Daddy! Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"
Bret was clinging tightly to the small cheeks of his daughter's sweet ass, his hands completely covering the swelling roundness. He was arching his hips up, driving his cock into her stretched cunt as she banged down almost brutally on him.
"Dawn, oh baby!" Bret grunted. "Your cunt is so fucking hot, so fucking wet ... so fucking tight! Oh, I love how tight your little pussy is on my hard cock!"
Marcia could see the way Dawn's cunt stretched about her father's cock, and although she thought it was impossible, she could see every inch filling that little cunt. She knew what her father was feeling, because she had her own tongue inside that pretty cunt many times, felt the tight heat of it many times.
"Baby, you're going to make me come again!" Bret grunted. "Damn, you're going to make me come again! I'm about to come ... in your tight cunt!"
"Yes, Daddy!" Dawn squealed as she increased her bouncing movement. "Come up my tight cunt! Come up my little pussy, Daddy!"
Marcia dug her fists into her stomach as she saw Bret strain up, jamming all of his cock into the tight confines of his daughter's cunt. The expression on Dawn's face was that of intense, mindless ecstasy.
She finally managed to turn and leave just as they slumped together, heaving and panting, still trembling from the pleasure of coming.
Chapter 10
Robert was not in the house when she returned, and Marcia was disappointed. After what she had seen, she was burning up for a hard cock. Fighting the powerful urge to strip the clothing from her burning body and fingerfuck herself silly, she paced about the empty house.
The scene between Bret and his daughter was branded on her mind. It was impossible to believe it had happened, yet she had seen it. It was simply too good to be true. And all this time she had been afraid, afraid of loving Bret and jeopardizing what she had with his daughter and her own son.
And all the time Bret was fucking his daughter, just as she was fucking her son. Marcia laughed at the situation, at her fears, at her elation.
She stopped pacing as the thought came to her. She knew her feelings toward Bret, but what of his feelings toward her? He had, after all, been avoiding her since that single date. Perhaps he didn't care for her, perhaps he preferred to fuck his daughter instead of her. Perhaps she had not made it good enough for him there in the car. All kinds of thoughts flowed through her mind, and the more she thought of them, the more nervous she became.
Telling herself she was being silly, that she could not possibly love Bret, that she still had Robert, her son, and didn't really need Bret at all, she sat in the living room hardly aware of the tears in her eyes. Marcia was crying silently for what she had, for what she might have had, and for what she probably would never have.
She had no idea how long she sat there. Her misery was deep, so deep it had almost--but not quite--taken away her desire to be fucked.
Nothing probably would ever take that intense desire from her. Her cunt still tingled hotly between her thighs despite the feelings she felt concerning Bret.
Dinner time came and went, and still Marcia sat there. When Robert did not come home for dinner, she was not concerned; time had no meaning for her right now. She had a vague awareness that she was sitting in the dark, but that did not matter.
Even when the lights were turned on, Marcia sat there, not caring and hardly aware of it.
"Mom?" Robert said to her, kneeling at her knees. "What's wrong? Come on, Mom, what's eating you?"
She looked at her son, smiling softly. She reached out and stroked his smooth cheek tenderly, then caught sight of Dawn next to him. She took Dawn's hand and pulled her down beside her. Robert got up and sat on her other side. Both kids hugged Marcia tightly as she sat between them. Marcia wrapped her arms around them, holding them close to her tits. As she held them, she lifted her face ... and looked directly into Bret's eyes.
"Oh!" she gasped, startled to see him there. "Hello, Marcia," he said softly.
They looked at each other, not speaking another word. Slowly Bret came toward her, and then he dropped to his knees in front of her. Robert pressed tightly against his mother, and Dawn did the same on the other side. She felt Bret's hands on her knees, but she could not pull her eyes from his.
"Bret, I ..."
"There's nothing to say, Marcia," he said softly. "I understand. I understand what you feel because I feel the same way."
"But I ... I ..."
"Let me try to explain," he said, caressing her knees tenderly. "I thought you didn't want any more to do with me, Marcia. You see, I've been in love with you from the first time I saw you, months ago. But you are so beautiful, I couldn't see how a man like me could ever have you."
"Oh, God!" Marcia whimpered. "And all the time I thought you didn't want me. Oh, Bret ..."
"I know," he said. "And if it weren't for our two kids here, it might never have happened."
"We told him, Mom," Robert said. "Dawn and I had to do something."
"Told him what?" Marcia asked.
"How you've been acting lately, ever since you went out with him," Dawn said. "I know you love my daddy, and I love you, too. I knew how Daddy felt from the beginning. We just had to get you two together."
"But why?"
"I want you for my mother," Dawn said, hugging Marcia tightly. "And Daddy loves you. You have to marry my daddy, please!"
"Do it, Mom," Robert urged. "Marry him."
"Well, Marcia," Bret said, smiling hesitantly up at her. "It looks like we're outnumbered, doesn't it?"
Marcia looked at him for a long time. "I'm not sure about ... I don't know," she murmured. "There's been ... you don't know about ..."
"Yes he does!" Dawn squealed. "Daddy knows, Marcia! Please, Mommy!"
Marcia looked at the beautiful little girl, seeing tears in those sparkling eyes, the pleading expression on her face. "You called me Mommy, Dawn," she said softly. "That's the second time you did that."
"She calls you Mommy at our house, too," Bret added. "And I know all about you and your son, Marcia."
Marcia felt a flutter of fear in her heart, but it was gone as swiftly as it came on her. There was no reason to feel fear, not after seeing what he did with his own daughter.
"I know you fuck your son," he went on in a soft voice, his hands moving up her thighs now. "I've known about that for almost a week now. I also know you saw me and Dawn this morning. So you see, Marcia, we both know about each other. And we love each other, and the kids love us ... so what's to stop our being married?"
His hands were under her dress now, his fingertips moving along the edge of her pan-ties. Marcia trembled. She felt the hot hands of her son and Dawn fondling her tits, opening her blouse. She continued to gaze into Bret's eyes, even when he pressed her knees open and slipped a finger into the crotch of her panties. Her tits were now exposed, and her son and Dawn were sucking on a rubbery, tingling nipples. When Bret pulled at her hips, bringing her ass to the edge of the cushions, she did not resist.
Bret shoved his face to her thighs and began to lick and kiss at the creamy, sensitive inner surfaces, working his tongue up them to her crotch.
"Suck her cunt, Daddy!" Dawn gurgled, then went back to Marcia's nipple.
Marcia stared down at the man as he ran his tongue up the tight crotch of her panties. She whimpered as a stab of pleasure flooded her body. Bret slipped his hands to her ass cheeks and buried his face into her pantied cunt, nipping at the soaked cloth, at the puffy lips of her pussy.
"That's it, Dad!" Robert shouted in pleasure. "Lick Mom's cunt! Suck her hot, hairy cunt and make her come! Dawn and me will suck her tits!"
Bret pulled the tight crotch of Marcia's panties to one side, looked at the hairy cunt a moment, then buried his face into it, his tongue stabbing deep into the hot moisture.
Marcia still had her arms around the two kids, holding them against her tits. She writhed her ass, pressing her cunt into Bret's face, gurgling with pleasure now. "Ohhh, yes, yes! Oooo, it feels good ... three of you eating me! Ohhhh, I can't help it ... you're making me come, so fast! I'm coming, damn it! Ohhh, damn ... I'm coming!"
Bret's fingers gripped her tightening ass cheeks, and Marcia wailed with ecstasy when she felt one of his fingers pressing into her asshole. She lifted her ass and twisted her convulsing cunt hard into his face as he plunged his finger in and out of her asshole, his tongue fucking in and out of her flexing cunt. She squeezed one of Dawn's little tits as she hugged her son's head into her own.
"Suck my tits! Suck my cunt!" she yelled with intense ecstasy. "Oooo, suck me, all of you! I'm coming so ... so fucking much! Eat me ... eat my tits! Eat my cunt! Eat all of me!"
They clung to her shuddering body as she came in rippling waves of pleasure. Bret pressed his tongue as deep as he could into her cunt, his lips wide and closed around her hairy lips and throbbing clitoris, his hands gripping the cheeks of her ass, one finger plunging in and out of her gripping asshole. Robert sucked very hard on one nipple and Dawn was sucking hard on the other. Marcia felt as if she would never stop coming, that she would go through the rest of her life in one continuous orgasm.
But it did end, finally.
She opened her eyes and gazed at Bret, who was still on his knees before her. Dawn and Robert had gotten to the floor, naked now. Marcia had not realized the kids had left her, but she looked at them now and saw her son on his back, his cock buried up the hairless cunt of the girl, and her sweet, rounded little ass was bouncing swiftly up and down.
Bret pulled her to her feet, and she stood there trembling as he undressed her. When she was naked, he removed his own clothing, and very gently placed her onto the floor. Marcia spread her long thighs as he moved between them, his cock throbbing powerfully.
She took his hard cock in her hand and fitted it into her burning cunt. Bret lay atop her, pumping his ass up and down, fucking her slowly. Marcia could feel Dawn's slim thigh brushing hers as she fucked Robert, and she looked up into the sweet face of the little girl. When Dawn lowered her mouth to hers, Marcia opened her lips and accepted the moist tongue between them. She writhed and bounced her ass as Bret fucked her.
"Oooo, so nice!" she whimpered as Dawn pulled her tongue out. "Fucking this way is so nice! God, do I love it! Fuck me, Bret! Ohhh, darling, fuck the piss out of my hot cunt! Dawn, fuck Robert ... fuck his hard little cock until it melts inside your sweet little cunt!"
"Marcia," Bret grunted next to her ear, "Marcia, I love you! I love your hairy, hot cunt ... your hot, bouncy ass! I love you, baby! I love to fuck you ... love to suck your hairy pussy ... tongue your asshole ... I love you, Marcia!"
"I love you, too, Bret," she said, gripping his muscular ass tight in her fingers as he stabbed his cock in and out of her cunt. "I love you so very much!"
She felt his prick swelling inside her pussy and the sensation--as always--sent her into shivering orgasm.
She clawed at his ass, pulling his cock tightly into her spasming cunt as she came. She felt his cock jerk, then he was coming inside her. She felt his balls pressing at her ass cheeks, and she reached farther down and twisted at them as he flooded her cunt with come juice.
She was aware that her son and Dawn were coming, too. Through the ecstasy of her orgasm, she realized she would have to start thinking of those two sweet kids as her son and daughter, not as her son and Dawn.
"Marry me?" Bret asked again, his cock still inside her pussy. "Marry me, Marcia. We can't stop this, and you know it."
She looked up at him. "You were the man Dawn had to get permission from, weren't you?" she asked.
"Yes," he said. "Dawn is a nice, obedient girl, Marcia. She won't give you any trouble as a daughter."
"And I thought she was fucking some man," Marcia laughed. "I was worried, wanted to talk to you about it ... and all the time it was you. Ohh, Bret ... darling!" She flung her arms around him, pulling him down onto her naked tits.
"Dawn won't be any problem for you at all, Marcia," he said again. "She loves you very much. And you know how much she loves Robert. We can have a beautiful family, Marcia, a family filled with love and ... fucking!"
Marcia laughed, but it was a good, happy laugh. She hugged Bret tightly against her naked tits, seeing her son and Dawn--no, her son and daughter!--watching her with anxious eyes.
"Yes!" she shouted.
"Yes?" Bret asked, as if not understanding.
"You dummy!" she squealed. "Yes, I will marry you! We'll have the finest family around! A family of love and fucking and sucking and ..."
"Up the cunt!" Robert shouted.
"In the mouth!" Dawn giggled.
Bret looked down at her. "Just tell us when you're ready for the preacher man, darling."
Marcia laughed happily again. "Just as soon as you fuck me up my asshole and our son fucks our daughter up her tight little asshole, we'll go find us a preacher man, darling!"
"You've got a deal!" Bret shouted happily, flipping her over onto her stomach. "Come on, Son ... let's fuck these hot-assed cunts up their tight assholes! We've got things to do!"
