Of all the social institutions which have had to endure change and weather criticism, the family has, perhaps, undergone the most upheaval. Subjected to the undermining forces of alcoholism, the use of drugs and marijuana, and the advent of mate-swapping, the family unit has faced an immeasurable challenge in the wake of social advancement.
THE WILD WIDOW is the story of how some people adjust to the liberated moral standards within the family unit. Beset by such common problems as divorce, jealousy, age differences, and unfaithfulness, the characters in this story find an unusual solution to their dilemma. Their method, that of incest, may well be considered unusual or shocking, but is nonetheless successful.
THE WILD WIDOW--a novel of fiction for entertainment. A reminder that what is debased and perverted for some may well be normal for others.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
The way to all men's hearts is a cunt, Karen thought. Or, in this care, the heart of a boy. A young, excitable, horny boy.
She had known for some time that Ricky was erotic, not that he showed it in obvious ways. But there was something about him, something she could not define. The only obvious sign was his interest in girls, especially girls with tight jeans and shorts, clothing that moulded and showed off their succulent bodies.
And now this...
She had been out for the evening, returning earlier than she had anticipated. Ricky had been glued to the television and had not heard her enter. But it was not television he was watching, but the video cassette. He had gotten his hands on a film somewhere, and it was some film!
The house had a small entrance with a foyer, and she had started into the living room when the voices on the television stopped her.
"... fuck it!"
"Hot cunt!"
Karen's heart leaped into her mouth when she heard those words. For a moment she thought Ricky was with a girl! But peeking around the corner into the living room, she saw the film unwinding on the television screen. There was a woman, her naked ass turned up, and a man behind her, plunging his cock up her cunt. The woman was moaning and murmuring to the man to give her more cock, to push it harder, deeper.
Karen had no such films in the house, she was sure of that. And Ricky couldn't have rented or bought it--he was too young. She had no idea where it came from, and at the moment she didn't care. She turned her eyes to her son, who was sitting on the couch, or rather, sprawled on the couch. He had his head propped on one arm, and his pants were down around his knees. He had pulled his t-shirt to his armpits, and while his eyes glistened with hot excitement, they were riveted to the images on the screen. His right fist gripped his cock tightly, moving up and down.
Karen stared at her son's cock, seeing the head swollen smooth, his balls below. There was a tuft of hair at the base of his prick, and none on his balls. There was a twitching between her thighs as her cunt started to steam. She was more interested in looking at her son's cock that she was the action on the television.
Straining her eyes, she saw a bubble of moisture clinging to his piss hole. She had no idea Ricky was old enough to come, but that bubble was enough evidence that he could. Karen leaned against the door jamb, her knees weak as her cunt began to boil with the most intense sensations, heating up swiftly. Her clitoris turned into a hard knot of sensitive flesh, and her nipples became tight buttons, arching against her sleeveless blouse. Even the cheeks of her ass clenched with growing desire.
Karen gasped when she saw her son's left hand come down his body, his fingers curling about his balls. When he pulled and twisted them, she thought he would hurt himself. But apparently Ricky liked it. He moaned softly as his right fist moved a bit faster on his cock.
Her eyes flicked back to the television. The woman was now on her knees before the man, stuffing his cock deeply into her mouth. The expression on her son's face was that of absolute bliss as he watched. The film was drawing to an end, and the man's cock spurted.
Thick, creamy come juice gushed from the head of the actor's cock, spurting directly into the woman's open mouth. The woman ran her tongue about the head of the spewing prick, her expression indicated this was the most delicious nectar of all. White come juice clung to the woman's chin, smearing her cheeks as the film faded out.
Suddenly there was a flurry of activity on the couch. Her son was jerking his pants up, concealing his cock and balls as his eyes darted about fearfully. Karen must have made some kind of noise, startling him, she felt.
As the cassette went off, the television automatically came back on to the cable station. Taking a deep breath, Karen entered the living room.
"You've got the cassette on VCR, honey," she said, switching the indicator to TV. "You know the reception isn't good that way."
"Oh, I forgot, Mom," Ricky said, his face somewhat flushed.
She went to him and leaned over, kissing his forehead. "Are you getting sick, baby? You feel a bit warm."
"I'm okay, Mom," he said, but he had trouble looking at her.
"Well... " she hesitated, looking down at her son. His cock still bulged against the front of his pants. "I'm going to get ready for bed. I think you should, too."
"Okay," he said, but stayed on the couch.
Karen smiled to herself. He didn't want to stand up while she was with him because his cock would bulge out. She walked out of the room, and frowned when she discovered her ass was swaying in a pronounced way.
She undressed in her bedroom then, naked, she entered the attached bath. She ran a warm tub of scented water, then stepped into it. As she relaxed, she sighed heavily. Her date had been a bummer. All the man had done was paw her and try to get his hands on her tits and under her skirt.
Karen hated that kind of man. Ever since her husband's death, every man she had gone out with had had just one thing on his mind--her cunt. None of them cared about the niceties of dinner, a few drinks, perhaps a little dancing. Karen wanted more than a quick fuck from a man. She wanted concern for her feelings. She wanted to be aroused by at least the attitude of courtship. Quick fucking in the back seat was for teenagers, for boys and girls Ricky's age. And she was not about to check into a motel with some man she hardly knew. That was cheap and degrading, as far as she was concerned.
The water swirled about her body, soothing her. She would never date this man again, that was for sure. He was like all the men before him who she refused to date again. None of them had anything to offer her except a hard cock and loaded balls. Karen didn't want anything of a permanent nature from any man, but she did want the semblance of concern for her feelings. If a man worked it right, she would happily give him her all, fuck him until he was out of his mind. And she could suck a cock like an expert.
But the men were silly, stupid. They didn't want to spend any time arousing her, treating her nicely. They just wanted to shove those hard cocks into her cunt and fuck her, then it was "thank you, maybe we'll see each other again."
What she needed, she thought, was someone who felt some affection for her, someone that would show consideration to her feelings.
But there was no one.
Leaning back in the water, she caressed her nipples with light fingers. They tingled as they swelled again with a rubber-like hardness. She saw her son's cock in her mind's eyes, the way his balls looked beneath it. Her tongue ran over her lips as she visualized Ricky on the couch, jacking on his prick as he watched that movie.
Jacking off was fine if there was no other way to achieve release, she felt. Karen often used her fingers on her cunt to bring on an explosive orgasm when she was so frustrated she wanted to scream. Maybe her son jacked off for the same reasons she finger-fucked herself. But, it was better to have someone, a person who cared, with you when that happened, she knew.
The image in her mind became erotic, and before she knew it, she was seeing her son jacking on his cock as he stared with hot excitement at her. She was finger-fucking herself for his visual pleasure.
But that was kid stuff, she thought. Kids played with their cocks and cunts in front of each other. She was no kid, although her son was not much more than one. No, they weren't kids. But jacking off and finger-fucking wasn't bad, was it? Watching each other do it couldn't be bad. It wasn't the same as if she were fucking her son, feeling his cock penetrate her bubbling cunt. That was incest, but jacking off and finger-fucking while they watched each other wasn't incest, was it?
But Karen knew she could not simply finger-fuck herself right in front of her son, nor would she be able to sit and watch him jack his cock off. She knew that if such a thing happened, she would have her hand on his cock and his between her thighs. And that, of course, would lead them into fucking like crazy.
Ricky would grow to hate her, and she would be ashamed to face him again.
Stepping out of the tub, she used a huge terry cloth towel on her body until her skin glowed. Karen had a beautiful body. She was tall and slender, but not at all skinny. Her hair was long and dark brown, shimmering in the light. Her dark eyes gleamed at her reflection in the mirror. She cupped her tits, proud that they stood up and out proudly with deliciously light-brown nipples. The flesh of her tits was creamy smooth, and quite sensitive to the touch.
Her stomach was flat, the same as it had been when she was a teenager. Her hips were rounded, and her legs were long and very shapely. At the base of her stomach was a triangle of dark hair with curls that she loved to run her fingers through. The lips of her cunt were slightly puffy, sculptured finely. Her clitoris, perhaps a fraction longer than the average, was the most sensitive part of her body.
Her ass swelled and arched, the cheeks beautifully shaped with a deep crack of beckoning flesh. About her tits and hips, her flesh was a bit whiter because of her bikini swim suit.
She could, Karen knew, decorate the arm of any man, and she drew the attention of men everywhere she went. Some of them actually were crude enough to whistle at her. Karen hated men who did such things. It humiliated her when they whistled that way.
Turning from the mirror, she picked up the damp towel and tossed it into the hamper. Naked, she entered her bedroom and pulled down the sheets. As she crawled underneath the covers, she wondered if her son was in his room, beating on his cock to relieve the pressure that film had created within his balls.
CHAPTER TWO
The next morning Karen found herself looking at her son differently. Perhaps it was because she had seen his cock and balls, and perhaps it was because she had discovered him looking at that film. Then again, maybe it was because she had been forced to realize, at last, that her son was a sexual person and not her baby anymore.
When she got up that morning, her cunt was soaked, hot and pulsating. She could not remember having an erotic dream, and when she saw her son in the kitchen, having already prepared coffee, she knew her excitement was still left over from the night before.
Ricky could look at her this morning. He seemed to be as always. There was no blush on his beardless face whatsoever. She sat across from him, folding her robe over her legs as she sipped her morning coffee. Ricky began talking about his plans for the day, chattering away as always. He ate his eggs and bacon greedily, as always. He was, once again, her little boy.
Karen was absorbed with him, but differently than the day before. Seeing his cock and balls had made her see Ricky in a different light. Her cunt continued to pulsate, and she fought against the wicked thoughts tumbling through her mind.
Then she saw Ricky was gazing at her with big hot eyes.
But not at her face...
She looked down.
Her robe had come apart and one tit was fully revealed to her son. The nipple was jutting up with hardness, tingling. This time it was Karen who blushed. She pulled her robe together and tried to pretend he had seen nothing. But they both knew what her son had seen, and neither could forget it. Knowing Ricky had been looking at her exposed tit sent a wild, burning reaction about her pussy.
Ricky sat with both his hands under the table, gazing down into his plate. Before thinking about it, Karen dropped her spoon, then leaned down to pick it up. As her head went below the table, she looked at her son. He was pressing both his hands into his cock and balls. Karen stared for some time, her cunt feeling as if a match had been struck there. A soft moan came from her before she could prevent it.
Sitting up straight, she looked into her son's face.
Ricky tried to look at his mother, but failed. He stood up, turning quickly so she couldn't see the way his hard cock thrust against his pants. Karen smiled at her son's awkward movements.
After she finished her coffee, she rinsed the dishes, deciding to do them later.
She walked to the living room on her way back to her bedroom, trying to decide what to wear for the day. Her son was on the couch, his hands folded, his eyes downcast.
"What's wrong, honey?" she asked, moving toward him. "Are you still feverish?"
"I'm okay, Mom," he said, but his voice was husky, not the sound he made most of the time. His voice was changing, and often he was embarrassed by it.
Karen leaned against the arm of the couch, taking her son's head and drawing it to her stomach. She pressed his cheek against her stomach and held him. She could feel a tremor shaking his young body.
"Ricky, if it's because you saw my... I'm sorry, honey. But you shouldn't be ashamed or embarrassed because you saw your mother that way."
Ricky was silent.
She hugged him tightly, caressing his hair. "Ricky, all girls have breasts. I'm not embarrassed and you shouldn't be, either."
Ricky flung his arms about his mother's waist, hugging her tightly. He buried his face against her stomach, and she held him for a long time. Feeling his face pressing at her stomach seemed to excite her, and her cunt began to pulsate in a hotter way than before.
Karen suddenly stopped caressing her son's hair, realizing she had been shoving down on his head. What in the world are you doing, Karen Mason? she asked herself. She released her son's head abruptly, and found that Ricky could not lift his eyes to hers. She moved and sat down on the couch at his side, taking his hand in hers.
"Come on, baby," she whispered. "Something is bothering you. Tell mother what it is."
"Nothing is bothering me, Mom," Ricky insisted.
But she knew he was bothered, and she knew very well what it was. She pulled her son tightly against her body, and realized she had his face pressed against her tit. A small shiver rippled through her, and she held him tighter. Her nipple became rigid again. Karen found she was pulling his face tighter into her tits, and the tingling ripples became more pronounced. She thought of the film he had been watching the night before, and wondered if it was still on the cassette player.
Releasing him, Karen stood up and walked to the television set. Her robe flapped open, exposing one long, tantalizing thigh. What she was about to do caused her to shiver, then to tremble with unexpected excitement. Peering down, she saw the cassette tape still there. Flipping the switch, then the play button, she turned and walked back to her son. Ricky was looking at his mother strangely.
Sitting next to him once more, she crossed her legs. Again her smooth, teasing thigh was exposed, and this time she did not draw the robe over it. She felt her son shaking next to her.
"You didn't finish watching this last night," she said in a low, husky voice.
The image came on the screen.
A woman was an her hands and knees, with a man behind her, his cock moving slowly in and out of her hair-lined cunt. In front of her was another man, and the woman was sucking at his thick prick with obvious pleasure.
"Mom, I don't think... " Ricky started to say, his voice cracking.
Karen took her son's hand and drew it to her lap. She placed the back of his hand on her thigh. Ricky was shaking a great deal now, and she knew it was a combination of fear and uncontrollable excitement. Glancing down, she saw the front of his pants swelling.
"Hush," she whispered, watching the action on the television set.
The woman had turned to face the camera, her legs spread wide. The man she had been sucking moved behind her and shoved his cock into her cunt. Turning her head sideways, the woman began to suck on the cock that had been fucking her a moment earlier.
"I want to watch this, too," Karen whispered.
She felt her son's hand trembling against her thigh. Her cunt was bubbling with a searing heat of desire, and she moved her son's hand along her thigh, caressing herself with it. Ricky's pants swelled until they were stretching and, with a glimpse down there, Karen saw the outline of her son's cock.
With their pulses racing, Karen moved her hand from his and placed her palm upon his swollen cock. Ricky jerked, glancing up at his mother. But Karen was watching the action on the screen, even though she was not so much interested in what was happening on the tape as she was by feeling the hardness of her son's prick. Slowly, she moved her hand along his cock, feeling it throb and jerk. She clasped her son's wrist with her other hand and moved his palm along her thigh, very slowly. She turned toward him, pressing her lips against his cheek. The tip of her tongue darted out, licking along the smooth cheek to his ear. Tickling at his ear with the tip of her tongue, Karen curled her fingers about her son's cock and squeezed it.
"Ooooo," Ricky moaned, and she felt his fingers tighten against her thigh.
"Oh, baby," she murmured. "You like watching that, don't you? It excites you, don't it, Ricky?"
Her son was almost frozen with indecision. His mother's hand pressed and squeezed his cock as the tape continued, and her thigh felt so hot against his palm.
Karen, with a wicked smile on her face, watched his expression as he gazed at the film. His cock throbbed beautifully against her hand. She found the zipper of his fly and tugged it down, hearing her son groan softly. He did not protest or attempt to stop her as her eager hand slipped into his pants.
Finding his cock, Karen lifted it out. Looking at it, she felt her cunt almost convulse with desire. Not large, but not small, either, it was a beautiful cock. The head was sweetly smooth, and she saw him dripping already from his piss hole. She closed her fingers about her son's cock and began to jack up and down slowly, thrilled to feel his prick throb in her fist. Ricky sat almost still, shaking slightly as his mother jacked his cock.
Karen took his wrist once again and drew his hand up and down the inside of her tight thighs, uncrossing them. Spreading her knees, she pulled her son's hand into her cunt, cupping his fingers there. Ricky gasped when he felt his mother's steaming, wet cunt. She knew the boy wanted to look down at her pussy, but was still afraid to do much except sit there waiting, willing to let his mother take the initiative for the moment.
Karen, overwhelmed by her boldness and desire, flung her robe open, revealing her tightly shaped tits and body to him. She laughed, a low, throaty sound, when she saw her son look at her from the corners of his eyes. Scooting her ass to the edge of the cushions, she spread her legs as far as she could. She managed to work one of her son's fingers into her cunt, taking it deep. She held his prick very tightly, flexing her fingers on it.
"You like that, honey?" she murmured close to his ear. "Does that feel good to you, Ricky? Is it wet and hot and hairy?"
Ricky grunted, his reply unintelligible.
Turning his cock loose, Karen fumbled with his button. As soon as she had his pants open, she slid them down to expose his balls. She gazed hungrily at his cock that was standing up so young and strong, so virile. His precious balls had no hair whatsoever, but looked full as they seemed to writhe at the base of his cock. She cupped her son's balls in her hand and tenderly caressed them.
Ricky was grunting and making hoarse sounds, his hips moving in a manner that told her he was trying his best to be still. His finger was still inside her cunt, but he wasn't moving it. Taking his wrist, Karen plunged his finger in and out of her pussy, writhing her hips and murmuring softly.
"You do it for me, darling," she hissed against his ear. "You do that for mother!"
Turning his wrist loose she was pleased that he kept up with the thrusting motions. His finger dipped in and out of her cunt as she twisted her hips about.
The film was totally forgotten now, not that Karen had cared much about that in the first place. She turned on the couch until she was resting her head on the arm of it. Drawing one leg up, she placed her foot on the cushions, leaving her other foot on the floor.
She watched her son's eyes turn toward her, raking from her tits to her cunt. When they reached her pussy, Ricky's eyes seemed to glaze over. He licked at his lips as he stared at his mother's hairy cunt, then his hand moved out.
"Touch it, darling," she encouraged him, lifting her ass up to meet his hand. "Touch mother's cunt! Play with it... feel it! Get to know what mother's cunt is like, how hot it is, how wet... ready!"
When his fingers touched her cunt, Karen sighed with pleasure, her body trembling as his fingers moved up and down the puffy lips, then, instinctively, over her knotted, sensitive clitoris.
"Ooooo, that feels so good, baby!" she hissed, twisting her hips in tight circles. "Feel my cunt, Ricky! Feel mother's pussy! Play with it!"
Either her son was afraid not to obey, or he was too excited to stop, she wasn't sure. But he did run his hand over her pulsating cunt, feeling of it, probing it with his finger. His cock jerked up from his crotch, and she was sure he was dripping more pre-cum than before. His cock head looked even bigger, and his balls seemed to actually move.
Lifting her arms, she mewled. "Come here, Ricky. You can feel my cunt later. I'm so hot, baby! God... I'm so damned hot! Give it to me, Ricky! Fuck mother! Please, fuck me now, baby!"
She knew her son was much too excited to speak at the moment, so his silence did not concern her.
He started to lean over.
"Shove your pants down," she hissed huskily. "It's better if you shove your pants down, darling."
She watched his small body shaking as he shoved his pants to his knees. His cock and balls strained out, looking so precious and sweet to her. With her legs wide, every inch of her steaming, hair-lined cunt was exposed and ready for his cock.
As Ricky leaned over her, she moved a hand down to his prick, grasping it at the base. She moved the swollen head up and down the puffy, searing lips of her cunt, mewling softly as the sensation of pleasure flowed through her. Taking the head of her son's cock into her cunt, she gave another hiss of air, lifting her crotch to him. She felt the lips of her cunt stretch around his youthful prick and then it went deep into her.
"Oooo, yes, yes!" she moaned, suddenly grinding her cunt against him. "God, does that feel good! You're in me, Ricky! Your hard cock is in mother's cunt. Oooo, so fucking good!"
Her son didn't seem to know what to do. He lay atop her with his cock deep inside her bubbling cunt. Karen gripped his naked ass cheeks, her fingers digging into the flesh as she pressed her cunt hard against him. She could feel his hairless balls resting up against the cheeks of her ass. Closing her satiny thighs against his hips, she began to pump with her cunt.
Ricky's face rested on one of her spongy tits, his breath hot and coming in gasps upon her flesh.
"Move with me, honey!" she almost shouted. "You have to move with me! Pump up and down, Ricky! Do it like they did on the tape! Fuck me... fuck mother, Ricky!"
His hands were gripping her shoulders when he began to plunge his cock in and out of her clinging cunt. Karen whimpered with ecstasy as she swung her ass about, banging up and down as he lunged faster and faster. She was thrilled to hear his grunts as he dug his fingers into her shoulders, his cock stabbing deliciously.
Her clitoris was being scraped by the shaft of his prick, sending electrical sparks of bliss burning through her. She dug harshly into his bunching ass cheeks as she flung her ass up and down, her thighs scissoring about his hips. She had her feet between the calves of his legs, pulling his cock as deep as she could into her intensely heated cunt.
With her eyes closed, Karen felt as if her body was being consumed by the erotic fucking of her son. She had not intended to fuck him, but her passion had grown too hot to control. The feel of his young, extremely hard cock plunging into her cunt sent her mind into reeling, wicked ecstasy. She clung tightly to his flexing ass cheeks, grinding her cunt up and down, thrashing and wailing as the ecstasy grew and grew.
His balls were slapping against her grinding, naked ass making a moist sound. She felt the juices seeping from her cunt as the hairy lips clamped with flexing tightness around his prick. She was so wet, so hot, her cunt burst into quick, jerking orgasms. Her stomach rippled as she churned her crotch up and down. She was wailing in long, drawn-out sounds, twisting her head about on the arm of the couch.
The hot breath of her son against her flesh increased the passion burning within her. Bringing up one hand, she turned her son's face until she had one rigid, tingling nipple brushing his lips. She did not have to voice her desire. She felt her son suck the nipple into his mouth, his tongue lapping it swiftly. He banged his cock up and down with a greater fury as he sucked her tit.
The orgasms flooding her cunt were increasing the heat of her body and mind. Karen was wild for his cock. Her body thrashed about as though she were going through some kind of fit. Sounds erupted from her constricted throat, sounds of her ecstasy. Her hands and fingers clawed at his tight ass cheeks in an effort to draw more and more of his throbbing young cock into her greedy, sucking cunt.
The orgasms bursting within her body sent chills up and down her satiny flesh. Goose bumps rose all along her trembling thighs, across the cheeks of her thrashing ass, and along her spine. Her son's cock felt so good, so much harder than she recalled a cock feeling. It seemed to go deep, and it also seemed to stretch her cunt, just the way she loved.
"Ohhh, baby, baby," she whined as her ass churned up and down. "You're making mother come! Ohhh, darling, can you feel mother's cunt coming? Your cock is making my pussy come, Ricky! Come in me! I want to feel your cock coming in my cunt, darling!"
She felt him increase the thrusting of his cock. He was sucking almost brutally on her tit now, breathing hard. His fingers dug deeper into her shoulders. He was banging so hard and powerfully against her crotch, and she was meeting each stroke with strong thrusts that she felt as if her cunt lips, those tender, sensitive cunt lips, would be bruised.
Yet she didn't care, didn't mind if her son did bruise her delicate pussy. The only thing that mattered to her was taking his gushing come juice into her cunt, feeling it flow and splash along the steamy walls of her pussy. She was desperate for his come juice, desperate in the way a woman experiencing an intense thirst would be desperate. Her hips beat up and down, twisting and grinding. Her cunt sucked reflexively on his cock, as though trying to draw his come juice up from those precious young balls and into her hungry pussy.
She heard her son grunt loudly, and he was pressing his hips down hard against her, his cock as deep as he could shove it. She felt his balls become tight upon her ass, then her son grunted once more. His cock lurched. The sensitive lips and walls of her cunt felt his prick throb, and then there was a hot flooding of his come juice. She felt the foaming come juice as it spurted from his piss hole, felt it spatter the satiny inside of her pussy. The sensation triggered another wild, spastic orgasm within her.
Karen screamed with the mind-shattering ecstasy, grinding her cunt powerfully against his spewing cock. Her son, she felt, shook violently atop her, no longer sucking at her tit, but still holding the nipple in his mouth.
Karen felt her son slowly relax, and she moved her hands about his back and the cheeks of his still trembling ass. She caressed him tenderly, his cock still inside her cunt, but no longer moving. Running her hand down past the cheeks of his ass she took his precious balls in her palm. Gently kneading them, twisting softly, she held her son until he was calm.
When Ricky seemed calm enough, she pushed at his shoulders until she could look into his face. There was flush on his cheeks, but his eyes shined with delight. "Was it good for you, Ricky?" she murmured softly. "Was that as good for you as it was for me?"
"Mom, I... I... "
"Answer me," she said, her voice almost stern. She was afraid her son would feel remorse, guilt and shame, because he had fucked her. "Answer me, Ricky. Was it good?"
He nodded his head, suddenly grinning at her. "Yes, it was good, Mom! It was great!"
Flinging her arms about him, she hugged her son tightly, smothering his face with kisses, licking with the tip of her tongue. Holding his face between her hands, she looked into his eyes once more, then pulled his mouth to hers. She kissed him moistly, opening her lips.
"Now, where did you get that tape?" she asked, but grinning to take any evidence of sting from her words and voice.
For a moment she wasn't sure he would tell her. Then he turned red. "I got it from... Mom, you won't get mad, will you?"
"Are you joking, darling?" she laughed. "After what you and I just did, would I get mad about that? Come on, where did you get it?"
"From Sally," he murmured, turning red again.
"Sally? How in the world did she get her hands on a film like that? She's no older than you are, Ricky."
"Her... parents," Ricky replied. "Sally said they have a whole library of films like that. She sneaked this one to me."
Karen peered at her son. "You're not fooling around with Sally, are you?"
"Not yet," Ricky said. "But I sure would like to."
"I'm sure you would," Karen smiled. "Now, get off me. I think you flooded mother's cunt with come juice. It's dripping out of me."
Ricky pulled his cock free and sat on the couch. His prick glistened with the moisture of his mother's cunt and his come juice. Karen looked at it, then got to her feet.
"I've got to clean this mess up," she laughed softly. "You must have come a fucking gallon!"
Feeling her son's eyes on her, she let her robe flap as she went to her bathroom.
CHAPTER THREE
As she bathed again, Karen thought about the girl, Sally.
She lived next door, and her parents certainly did not seem the kind to have such films around. But then, she thought, you never really knew about people.
Sally was a lovely little girl, and certainly did not look like the sort of child who would loan a film like that to anyone, let alone a boy she knew. That was the same as coming right out and telling the boy she was interested in a little fucking. But wasn't that what she herself had done with her son hardly an hour ago?
She hugged herself tightly, very glad her son showed no embarrassment or remorse about fucking her. This could be the answer to her problems, she thought, as she luxuriated in the bubbles of her bath. This was no quick fucking in some seedy motel or a fast thrust of a cock in the seat of a car. This was fucking as she wanted it, in comfort and ecstasy. If her son was willing, she told herself, they could enjoy themselves to the fullest, all in the comfort and privacy of their home. No one would ever know about their incestuous nature. It would be their secret, a glorious secret of ecstasy.
She called for her son and when he came to stand at the door of the bathroom, she said, her voice teasing and low, "Wash my back, Ricky."
For just a moment he hesitated. He had never seen his mother in the bath before. She was watching him, seeing the glow of his excitement. He had pulled his pants up and buttoned them. Her eyes drifted down to his crotch, but he didn't seem to have a hard-on at this moment. Well, she could take care of that!
"Come on, baby, wash mother's back."
He came into the bathroom and she realized he was shaking again.
"Don't be afraid, honey," she soothed. "You can wash my back now. You can come into the bathroom any time you want now. What we just did with each other... we no longer have secrets, do we? You don't have to wonder about the mysterious things a woman does in the bathroom anymore."
He stood at the side of the tub, looking down. The bubbles covered her tits. Karen wiped them away so he could see her nipples. They arched up and out, twin points of desire. Karen arched her tits out, smiling up at her son. "Are they pretty tits, Ricky? Do you like mother's tits?"
His eyes smouldered as he gazed down at her.
"Touch them, darling," she whispered. "Touch mother's tits."
But he stood still, looking at her.
She clasped his wrist with a soapy hand and brought it to her tit. Curling his fingers around her tit, she urged him to his knees. "Play with them, feel them," she said. "You have to know all about mother's tits, just as you have to know about my cunt, Ricky. If we're going to enjoy this, you can't be bashful."
She felt his hand move on her tit, then he was feeling the creamy curves, stroking her nipples. His eyes shone with delight and his mouth was partly open. She handed him the sponge.
"Wash me," she said softly.
As he began to run the sponge about her back, he continued fondling her tits. When he squeezed, she moaned with pleasure. "Mmmm, nice, very nice."
Leaning back in the tub when he finished with her back, she lifted a long, slender thigh from the bubbles. "Wash me there, too."
Eagerly now, Ricky began to scrub at his mother's flesh with the sponge. He spent a lot of time touching and probing her body, caressing the smooth inner surfaces of her thighs and running his fingers through her cunt hair.
"You'll get your pants wet, baby," she murmured. "Take them off, why don't you?"
Ricky was not so hesitant now.
He shoved his pants off, then removed his t-shirt. His cock, still moist from being inside her cunt, was lifting with youthful hardness. She ran her fingers about it, underneath to cradle his balls. At her urging, Ricky stepped into the tub, his feet on each side of her hips. As he started to sit down, she stopped him.
"No, not yet," she whispered, her eyes glowing. "Stand there and let me look at you."
Her eyes burned with desire as she gazed at her son's cock and hairless balls. Ricky's prick was the sweetest thing she had ever seen. Already it was five inches long and showing promise of being bigger. The head was succulently smooth and his piss hole looked quite tasty to her. Running her wet hands up and down his thighs, she felt about his crotch. In one hand she held his precious, young balls while she fondled his cock with the other. Brushing a fingertip over the head of his cock, she wiped away the dripping fluids collecting on his piss hole. She shoved her hand between his thighs and moved her palm about the cheeks of his tight ass. Sliding her hand sideways along the crack of her son's ass, she watched his cock lurch up and down from her probing touches.
With a very soft mewl, she leaned her head forward and placed her hot, moist lips against the hard shaft of her son's cock. She kissed him there, then darted the tip of her tongue out to flick the hardness. Her son's mouth opened wide while he watched his mother do this. Her dark eyes shined up at him as she ran the tip of her tongue up and down the sides of his cock, still holding his balls in one hand and the edge of the other moving up and down the crack of his ass cheeks.
What she was doing to her son, running her tongue about his young cock, created a storm of passion between her thighs. Her clitoris, already swollen, throbbed almost painfully. The hairy lips of her cunt seemed to pulsate with a raging fire again. She writhed her ass on the bottom of the tub, spreading her thighs on each side of his feet. Soft gurgles came from her as she stared up into his young face.
The way his cock throbbed against her tongue was thrilling. Using the flat surface of her tongue, she lapped at his prick the way she would an ice cream cone. Moving her tongue from the base of his prick, she licked up the side, then over the smooth head. When she reached his piss hole, she flipped the tip of her tongue up and down, back and forth, along it, tasting the seeping fluids that bubbled from him.
Ricky groaned with pleasure.
Karen whimpered as she felt the heat of his cock and the wetness of his piss hole upon her tongue. With a squeal, she suddenly shoved her face forward and pressed her mouth between her son's thighs. She kissed at his balls, running her tongue about them wildly. She kept up a low whine of pleasure as she nuzzled and kissed along his crotch, her tongue tasting him. Gripping both cheeks of her son's ass, she pulled his crotch tightly into her face, feeling his cock throb along her forehead, his balls on her nose. Shoving her tongue out as far as she could, Karen licked up over his hairless balls, the underside of his cock, and again at the dripping piss hole.
Her lips were open as her tongue flicked about the swollen prick head. Without warning, her son grabbed Karen's face between his hands and plunged his cock into her mouth.
Karen's eyes stared up into his young face as his prick penetrated her lips. She felt his cock move over her tongue and hit the roof of her mouth, her lips stretching. She then felt his prick probing at her throat. She clutched the cheeks of his tight ass, letting him do what he wanted.
What Ricky wanted to do was to fuck his mother in the mouth, apparently. Holding her cheeks with his hands, Ricky began to thrust his cock back and forth, sliding his prick in and out of her mouth with increasing speed.
Karen couldn't have moved her head if she had wanted to. Her son's hands held her tightly as he fucked into her mouth. She closed her lips as tightly as she could, making a wet, hot sheath for his throbbing cock. Ricky was so excited he wasn't paying any attention how deep his cock went. Karen clung to his thrusting ass cheeks, still gazing up into his young face with blazing dark eyes, feeling her son deep-throat her.
There was a storm of ecstasy between her thighs. Her cunt was in convulsions just from having her son fuck her in the mouth, the head of his cock actually entering her throat. The hot throbbing of his prick sent ripples of pleasure up and down her flesh. Her tits swelled and her nipples brushed at his upper thighs, his balls beating against her chin.
He was fucking her mouth so swiftly, she had no time to lick or even suck. All she could do was keep her lips as tight as she could, pressing the underside of his cock with her tongue so it moved along the roof of her mouth. He was dripping a great deal, and her mouth filled with his pre-cum. Yet the only time she could swallow it was when he withdrew, before he quickly plunged back into her throat.
It was not uncomfortable to her. On the contrary, it was intensely delightful. She felt as if her cunt would explode from her body, the orgasms were so powerful. Karen had felt a cock inside her mouth before, of course, but her son's cock seemed to provide her with greater, more perverse, intense thrills.
The tingling of her lips, her mouth, her tongue, and her throat were the most ecstatic she had ever experienced. Perhaps this was caused by the fact it was her son who was fucking her in the mouth or perhaps it was because of her own erotic nature that had been dormant for so long. Perhaps it was also because she was in the bathtub, with her son standing above her. Whatever the reason, Karen found herself enjoying the taste of a cock for the first time in many years. Ricky's prick seemed to be powerful, long, and very hard as he drove it into her constricting throat. She had not thought it possible for a cock to enter her throat this way, although she had heard that some women had no difficulty at all doing it.
Ricky began to grind into her face, his cock deep inside her mouth and throat. He twisted his hips from side to side, the cheeks of his ass bunching up tightly in her squeezing hands. She knew he would not be able to keep this up much longer. She was prepared to accept the squirting of his come juice into her throat.
Although Karen had sucked cock before, she had never let one come off into her mouth. Now she wanted her son to spurt his come juice down her throat with greedy hunger. She wanted to taste his jizz.
Ricky gave a loud grunt and started to yank his cock from her grasping lips. Karen clawed at his ass with both hands, pulling him tightly against her face, her lips holding his prick as tight as she could squeeze them.
She felt the thick come juice spew from the piss hole of his cock and into her throat. There was a burning sensation, but a burning she found ever so delicious. The throbbing of his cock as he gushed caused the tingle of her lips to increase, and her eyes became glassy. There was a powerful explosion in her cunt as she experienced one of her strongest orgasms ever. Her eyes rolled about with pure ecstasy as a low, muffled wail bubbled from her tight lips. Her naked body shuddered as blissful pleasure filled every pore and sparked through every nerve.
Ricky was almost doubled over now, his cock finally dribbling to a halt. Karen continued to cling to his cock with her lips, managing to run her tongue about the head and taste his last spurt of come juice.
"Mmmmm!" she mewled as his cock slipped from her mouth. "Ohhh, baby, darling! That was so good!"
"Oh, wow!" Ricky moaned.
Karen looked up into his blissful face, smiling. Running her hands about his still quivering ass, caressing him until he stopped shaking, she said, "Sit in the water before you fall down."
She scooted to the end of the tub, making room for him. As her son sat, relaxed, she pressed her foot between his thighs and nudged playfully at his cock and balls. Ricky stared into his mother's face, as if seeing her for the first time in his young life. Karen was excited by the fire in those eyes, excited by what they had done. She had had his cock inside her mouth, his creamy, foamy come juice spurting over her tongue! It was such sweet, delicious come juice, burning as it rolled down her throat.
There was a tingle of excitement in and around her cunt as she thought how delicious it had been with his cock inside, fucking away. Karen's tits were out of the water, soap bubbles clinging to them. She began massaging and fondling her tits as he stared with those hot eyes, her toes gently nudging his lovely cock and precious balls. The throbbing of her cunt became more pronounced, and as the heat grew there, she knew she wanted his sweet, young cock up her cunt again.
Without splashing too much water over the side of the tub, she managed to get her son sprawled back. The head of his cock, surprisingly hard again, slipped from the water. Karen stared at the smoothness of it, the piss hole acting like a beacon to her. Again there were small, glistening bubbles of juice clinging to his piss hole.
With a soft, lewd giggle, she leaned down and flicked the tip of her tongue over the head of his cock, wiping away the juices with her tongue. She caught his balls in one hand and the base of his cock with the other as she leaned over him. Slowly working the base of his cock with her fingers and caressing his balls, Karen lapped at his cock with the flat surface of her tongue.
Ricky made soft whining sounds as he looked at his mother, his eyes shining with lust. His small body was twisting about as that fiery tongue worked at his cock.
"Do it again, Mom!" he hissed, trying to arch his cock into her mouth. "Take it in your mouth again, please!"
Her eyes flashed into his, her tongue moving, mouth wide open. But she did not take his cock back into her mouth.
Getting to her knees, she worked herself forward until she was straddling her son. She ran her fingers through the dripping wet hair that almost concealed her cunt. Parting the strands to expose the pink puffiness of her pussy lips, she brushed her cunt about the head of his uplifted cock. The contact caused them both to shake with anticipation.
"Mmmmm, so nice," she murmured huskily. "I love the way your cock feels when it touches my cunt, darling. You're so damned hard again! Do you stay hard, Ricky? Do you stay this hard all the time?"
His reply was a grunt as he lifted his ass, trying to stab his prick up his mother's hairy, wet, boiling cunt. But Karen wiggled and teased, watching his face contort with eager desire. Holding her tits in both hands, her fingers digging into the soft, yet firm, spongy surfaces, she twisted her ass about, keeping her cunt in contact with the swollen head of his cock.
With a sudden movement Karen slipped her hips down. The head of her son's cock slithered between the hot, slippery lips of her cunt. She whined loudly as the pleasure tingled through her body. With the head of his cock inside her cunt, she made a slow rotation of her ass, then began taking more of his cock into her cunt. She moved in a cork-screwing motion, very slowly, thrilled to see her son's eyes flaming with desire as he watched what her cunt was doing.
Once she had his cock fully inside her pussy, Karen allowed her weight to settle there. The hairs of her cunt pressed into his crotch, his hairless balls touching the cheeks of her ass. There was a sensation of fullness in her pussy, a sensation she loved. The inner muscles of her cunt began to work, to squeeze and flex as if drawing on his cock. Ricky moaned with the delight his mother's hairy, steaming cunt was giving him.
Karen leaned forward and braced herself on the edges of the tub, her tits tightly swollen. When Ricky ran his hands up and began to dig into her tits excitedly, Karen started moving her ass. Using the muscles of her thighs, she fucked her son with her cunt. Up and down she went, but never losing that sweetly swollen prick head. They were both mewling and moaning with the pleasure as it intensified.
Karen's smouldering eyes remained on her son's face. She liked the way his eyes became glazed with desire and lust, his cock swollen with passion. She loved the way he squeezed her tits, twisting her nipples as she moved her hands up and down.
Leaving her tits, Ricky caressed his eager hands along his mother's soapy sides, along her thighs, then behind to cup the cheeks of her writhing, naked ass.
"I'm going to fuck you so good, baby," Karen whispered in a low, throaty voice. "I'm going to fuck your sweet, hard cock with my cunt! I'm going to fuck you so good, you'll think your mother is the best piece of ass you'll ever get!"
"Mom, you are!" he gurgled as his hips moved up and down in time to her plunging cunt. "You are the best piece of ass I'll ever have!"
Hearing him sent ripples of delight through her. She knew he said those things only because of his excitement, and that right now any cunt would have been the best piece ever. Yet the words thrilled her.
With her pussy clinging to his cock, Karen moved her ass faster. Water was splashing over the tub now, but it didn't matter. Nothing mattered, not even if the floor of the bathroom was flooded. The only thing that mattered to either of them was the burning hunger centered at her cunt and his cock.
Karen was gasping loudly with her efforts, and her son was moaning with intense pleasure. Higher and higher they went. Karen's cunt was exploding with soft waves of orgasms, flexing about her son's cock with tight heat. Ricky's cock throbbed and swelled, his balls writhing against his mother's ass as it began to churn up and down in a wild manner now. Their movements, slow before, became frantic. Karen beat her crotch up and down her son's body, thrusting her pussy with tight circles onto his cock. Her head was thrown back as she mewled with insane delight.
As the last orgasms exploded through her, she slammed her cunt down tightly, grinding almost violently against him.
"Come, come, come!" she chanted. "Ooo, come in my hot fucking cunt, darling! Flood mother's hot, hairy cunt with your sweet come juice! Give it to mother, Ricky! Ohhh, my cunt wants your cock to squirt all that precious, sweet come juice into it! Come... come... come!"
As her cunt beat upon his cock, the word 'come' burst from her mouth. With each downward plunge, she screamed "Come!"
Ricky could stand no more. His mother's cunt was just too hot, too tight, too greedy.
With a yell, he arched his hips up, and when she felt her son's cock gushing into her cunt, Karen screamed with ecstasy. There was a final orgasm sparking through her. She slumped down, her tits smashing against his smooth chest, her face buried against his neck, her nose almost in the water. Her cunt clung to his cock, as if never wanting to let it go, ever...
CHAPTER FOUR
Karen considered going about the house naked when her son was around. She knew the excitement he felt when he saw her slender, curvy body. Yet, she also knew the value of teasing concealment. Show a little, flash a bit... but keep all the goodies hidden until the time was ripe.
Her son, however, strutted around all afternoon without any clothing, as proud as a peacock with his prick standing out. She was amused by him. Like all boys of that age, Ricky probably felt he had the best cock around, and any girl would be absolutely crazy not to want it.
He touched his cock and balls often, watching his mother for any favourable reaction. She knew what he was doing, and his eyes were never far from her tits, her ass, her thighs, or the front of her robe.
Wearing the robe had been decided upon because it was the garment she thought would provide the best exposure to him. A dress would have been obvious, and she wanted to reveal and tease her son as though by accident.
She made sure her thighs flashed as she walked, or sat, and would briefly allow her excited son a glimpse of her cunt on occasion.
She worked on her nails, pretending not to pay any attention to him, but always watching him from the corners of her eyes, amused at his behaviour. Ricky remained naked all afternoon, fondling his cock and balls, always with his eyes watching for some tantalizing peek of his mother's body.
But even teasing her son was hard on her.
Karen wanted his cock constantly. Her eyes remained hot as she looked at his prick from the corners of her eyes, seeing how deliciously hard it was. She didn't know how much more her son could take of this, nor was she sure how long she could tease him. Already she had experienced half a dozen orgasms just by flashing him her thighs or a brief peek at her cunt hair. Her pussy was practically begging for his come, slippery and hot and tingly.
She was on the couch, her nails dry. Ricky sat on the floor with his legs crossed, his cock standing up so beautifully. Her robe was parted to reveal the satiny, creamy flesh of her thighs, almost to her crotch. And that was where her son gazed, his prick stiff.
Unable to keep the frustrating teasing going any longer, Karen spread her knees and smiled down at her son with a wicked expression. Slowly she exposed her cunt to his excited eyes, and Ricky gasped with pleasure as he stared between his mother's long, smooth thighs. The hair, thick and curly, seemed to call out to him. Karen scooted her ass to the edge of the cushions, and circled the triangle of her cunt hair with the tip of one finger. Then she moved the finger along the side of her knotted clitoris, deliberately caressing her cunt for his voyeuristic pleasure.
Spreading her knees as wide as she could, Karen lifted her crotch into the air, offering it to her son. "Kiss it, baby," she murmured huskily.
Ricky was gripping his cock tightly with his fist as he gazed eagerly at his mother's cunt. She was so wet, the moisture gleamed along the pink pussy lips and dark hair. The tiny clitoris looked very hard.
"Kiss mother's pussy, Ricky," she hissed hotly. "Mother's cunt wants a nice kiss, baby. Isn't my pussy pretty, Ricky? Isn't it much prettier than the girl's in the video tape? Mother's cunt is hotter, hairier, wetter, and I bet it tastes so sweet for you. Come on, baby, give mother's hot cunt a nice, wet kiss."
Ricky moved toward his mother by scooting on the floor. His eyes remained fixed on her cunt, his cock throbbing. Karen held her knees spread wide, her eyes smouldering as she watched her son move until his head was between her knees.
Then she took her son's face in her hands and turned his mouth to her thigh. "Lick my legs, darling," she whispered passionately. "I love to have my legs licked. I love the feel of a wet, hot tongue licking my thighs."
Karen's eyes became glassy as she watched her son slip his tongue out and begin to lick at the flesh of her thigh. The contact was hot and wet, and she shivered. Ricky licked up and down, back and forth. His hands moved along her thigh as he licked, kissing now and then with an open mouth.
Karen pressed her thighs against her son's head, capturing him for a brief moment. She mewled as her thighs scissored about his face. Then she let him lick and kiss them again.
His tongue moved further along her thigh, then he turned and licked the other. The wetness of his tongue on her inner thighs sent ripples of ecstasy racing through her as she watched her son eagerly lick her legs.
But as delightful as that was, she wanted his mouth on her cunt, his tongue licking her pussy. Taking his head with both hands, she pulled and guided Ricky's face into her crotch. She held his mouth an inch or so from her pulsating cunt. Then, holding his head still, she moved her wet, hair-lined cunt against his mouth. She rubbed her pussy up and down his face, cooing softly. Ricky's mouth was open, his tongue sticking out. She rubbed her cunt up and down his tongue, smearing his face with the wetness of her boiling pussy.
"Mmmmm, lick it, lick it!" she crooned. "Lick mother's wet, hot cunt, darling!"
She felt her son's tongue move. It probed at the lips of her pussy with a fiery contact. She arched her cunt up as his tongue lapped along the lips of her pussy, brushing about her inflamed clitoris. Her son seemed to have learned something from watching the tape on the television. He ran his tongue about his mother's clitoris, closed his lips about it and sucked, chewing lightly. Karen arched her hips higher, grinding her cunt into his face as she made soft sounds of ecstasy.
As Ricky slipped his tongue between the slippery lips of his mother's cunt, she wailed. "Fuck it! Oh, baby, fuck that hairy cunt! Tongue-fuck your mother with your tongue, Ricky! Ohhh, so fucking good! Eat me... lick me... fuck me!"
She was clinging to the back of his head, her hot thighs tight about his face, grinding her bubbling cunt frantically into his mouth. His tongue slid in and out swiftly, his nose buried in the thick bush of her cunt hair.
Wiggling with lewd pleasure, Karen beat her cunt into her son's face, wailing as the orgasms started.
She felt her son slide his hands underneath, cupping the flexing cheeks of her naked ass while his tongue plunged in and out of her cunt. The way he squeezed her ass with his young fingers as he tongue-fucked her increased her ecstasy. Turning loose of his head, she threw the top of her robe open and began to claw at her firm tits. She bit into her bottom lip with burning ecstasy, whimpering loudly. His tongue made wet sounds as it thrust in and out of her cunt.
"Oooo, you make my cunt explode, darling!" she hissed hotly down at him. "You make mother's cunt explode! Tongue me, eat me, lick me! Ooo, you sweet cunt-licker! Suck my pussy, Ricky, suck it!"
The lips of her hairy cunt began to suck and squeeze on her son's tongue as she came. The reaction was something that always amazed and delighted Karen. It was something that always happened when she had a cock or a tongue up her cunt, especially one that she enjoyed as much as she did this partner.
With Ricky's fingers digging into her flexing ass cheeks and his tongue flying in and out of her cunt, sometimes scraping her inflamed clitoris, Karen was in the throes of mind shattering orgasms. Her hips jerked up and down, her cunt grinding into his young face almost brutally. The waves of orgasms were strong, very strong, making her think of nothing except the ecstasy flooding through her over-heated body.
The orgasms bursting through her were now becoming almost unbearable. Her cunt--in particular her clitoris--had become very sensitive. She began to push her son's face away, wanting his mouth and tongue off her cunt.
She managed to shove his mouth a few inches away, and closed her hot thighs tightly about his head so he couldn't shove his face back to her pussy.
"That's enough, baby!" she gasped. "You've got my cunt so sensitive, it's driving me out of my mind!"
When she was sure he would not shove his face back into her hairy pussy, she relaxed her thighs. His face was glistening with the moisture of her pussy, his eyes shining proudly. He licked at his lips, then leaned back to show his mother what his cock had done.
While tongue-fucking his mother, Ricky had come off. The come juice clung to his thighs, wet and shiny. "I couldn't help it, Mom," he said ashamed.
She took his face between her hands. "I know, honey," she said softly. "I know you couldn't help it. But mother will take care of it."
She slipped from the couch and pressed him backwards. When Ricky was on his back, she leaned over and began to lick up the come juice from his thighs. She ran her tongue through every drop, licking the come juice from his thighs with soft mewls of pleasure. Ricky watched her with interest.
Sitting back on her heels, she smiled at her son. "Do you plan to go around naked all the time now, baby?"
"Why not?" he asked, giggling.
"Sure, why not," she agreed with him.
Watching her get to her feet, Ricky said. "Where are you going Mom?"
Her robe was open as she turned to him, her body fully revealed. His eyes moved immediately to her hairy cunt. "A girl has to pee sometimes," she grinned.
"I wanna see," he said, scrambling to his feet. "I wanna watch you pee, Mom. I never saw a girl do that before."
Taking her son's hand, she murmured. "Then you better come along fast. I'm about to pee on the floor."
In the hall bathroom, Karen removed her robe and sat on the toilet, her legs wide. But although her son knelt down to watch, he couldn't see very well. She lifted her ass until she was straddling the toilet, and then began to piss. Her son's eyes lit up as he saw the stream of his mother's piss pouring from her cunt. Before she could stop him, Ricky had shoved his hand beneath her and was catching the warm piss in his palm.
"Why, you little pervert!" she laughed, but continued to piss.
Finished, she moved from the toilet, and then her son stood with his cock aimed down. Standing behind her son, her tits at his neck, her cunt pressing at the small of his back, Karen reached around and held his cock as he began to piss. She laughed as she made the stream splash about in the water, turning his cock this way and that way. Ricky giggled naughtily. They were like two small children, a boy and girl, doing something naughty behind the barn. Karen didn't mind acting like a little girl, it excited her.
"Feel it, Mom," her son urged. "Feel how warm my piss is. Go on, stick your hand in my piss."
Karen shoved her hand in front of her son's cock, feeling the warmth of his piss on her palm. It was warm, and best of all, it was exciting to have her son piss in her hand. Perverse, warped, perhaps nasty, but it was fun just the same.
Back in the living room, Karen talked to him about the little girl next door, the one that loaned him the video film. "Would you like to fuck Sally, Ricky?"
"I sure would, Mom," he said. "But I don't know if she'd do it. She acts like she would sometimes, but then she seems to hold off. She's a little strange."
"Strange how?"
"I don't know," Ricky replied. "Just... strange."
"Is that something you can see, or something you just feel?"
"Feel, I think," her son said. "I see her panties sometimes, and she talks about doing it, but so far we haven't. She talks about those films her parents have all the time, one in particular."
"Do you know if her parents realize she watched those films?" Karen wanted to know.
"They don't know," her son said, "at least that's what she told me. She said she sneaks them when they're out."
Karen thought about the little girl. Sally had seemed a bit strange the few times she had seen her. But not strange the way her son perceived it. Sally seemed shy, unusually so. She was quiet and withdrawn, but there was something in her eyes, a mysterious something that Karen was beginning to suspect. People who enjoyed looking at those video films did not necessarily indulge in orgies or incest or anything else, for that matter. Most enjoyed them as a diversion, a means of building excitement. Or at least that was how Karen felt about them.
As she fondled her son's cock, she thought about Sally.
The girl was about Ricky's age, and quite pretty. She was not the type that strutted and swung her little ass about, teasing boys. In fact, she didn't dress in a manner most girls did. She wore shapeless dresses and baggy pants and shirts. From what Karen had seen, Sally had no shape at all. Yet she could understand the appeal the girl would have for her son. They were of the same ages, both at a time of their life when they were curious about the opposite sex.
She was very aware that her son would enjoy having his cock up Sally's tight young cunt. Karen was sure the girl didn't have a single hair on her cunt, but that didn't matter. A hairy cunt was no sign of a hot cunt, not at all. And age made no difference whether a boy or girl was eager and hot to fuck. It happened at all ages, from puberty to old age.
Still thinking about Sally, she got up and walked to the window. It was getting dark now, but since there were no lights on in the house, there was no need to draw the drapes yet. She felt her son come up behind her, his cock prodding against her thigh as he wrapped his arms about her. His hands came up to hold her tits.
Karen placed her hands on the window sill, arching her ass back against her son. Reaching between her thighs, she took his cock in her hand and brought it to her pussy. She sighed as his cock slipped into her cunt. She continued to look outside as her son dropped his hands from her tits to grip her hips. As he rammed his cock in and out of her pussy, she watched a few people walking along the sidewalk. She wondered what those people would think if they knew she was there in the window, naked, her son fucking frantically into her cunt as she watched them.
It was exciting to her!
Rocking her naked ass about while her son thrust vigorously into her pussy, she murmured, "I bet Sally has a nice, hot, tight cunt, Ricky! I bet her little pussy could just eat up your cock!"
Her son grunted from behind her and Karen began to visualize her son fucking the little girl. She writhed and wiggled her ass for him, but for herself, too. She kept her hand between her thighs, holding his balls, as he fucked her. Her tits jiggled from the power of his thrusts, tingling. In her mind she was seeing his sweet cock plunge into the hairless cunt of Sally, and Sally was wiggling and cooing with ecstasy. While her son fucked the little girl, perhaps Sally would suck on her tits, Karen thought. The idea of having such a pretty little girl suck her tits was very appealing. It seemed, somehow, much more exciting than a young boy sucking her tits.
With her son's cock driving up her cunt, Karen let her erotic imagination go. She had never been close to another female before, had never really thought of doing things with another woman. Yet the idea was growing in a hot way within her brain. She wondered what Sally's cunt would look like with no hair. She wondered if it was pink and wet and sweet looking. She wondered if the girl's clitoris became swollen and distended when she sneaked a look at the films from her parents' video library.
"Ooooo, fuck that hot cunt!" she murmured, her mind burning with images of Sally. "Fuck mother's hot, hairy cunt, Ricky! Oh, I'd love to see your precious cock inside her little pussy, fuck the piss out of her! I bet Sally loves to fuck, darling!"
The words she said inflamed her son. He fucked her hard and swift, driving his cock in deeply. The moist sounds of his lower stomach slapping at the round cheeks of her ass mingled with their sighs of ecstasy. Karen felt each throb and ridge of her son's cock as he moved in and out. She held her hand so his balls would slap at her palm, enjoying the sound, the feel. The orgasms were starting again, causing her cunt to close and open on his cock, to squeeze and relax.
Ricky dug into his mother's shaking hips with his fingers, grunting loudly as he fucked faster and harder.
"I want it all!" she urged hotly. "I want all that cock up my cunt, darling! I want every fucking inch of it... every hard, delicious inch of your cock in my pussy! Fuck me, Ricky! Fuck the piss out of your mother's hairy, hot cunt!"
With a powerful thrust, Ricky slammed his cock as deep as he could into his mother's gripping pussy. She clawed at his hairless balls, pressing them tightly against her swollen clitoris. His loud grunt came at the same time his cock burst with frothy come juice. Karen squealed when she felt her son's cock gushing into her. Her pussy clamped tightly about the base of his cock, sucking and drawing.
The come juice spattered the velvety walls of her pussy, sending ripples of tingling ecstasy rumbling through her. Her eyes had closed with the ecstasy as she danced about, her naked ass shaking from the intense pleasure. Some of her son's come juice seeped from the tightness of her cunt lips, flowing down the smoothness of her inner thighs.
Her own orgasm was so strong she became very weak. If she had not been braced on the window sill, she surely would have slumped to the floor. Ricky held his cock inside his mother's cunt for some time, then she gently pulled from him. Turning, Karen dropped to her knees before him. She opened her lips and drew his wet cock between them. Sucking slowly, holding his hips, she mewled happily with the taste. There was the distinct taste of her cunt juice, mixed with the deliciousness of his come juice.
Releasing his cock, she ran the flat surface of her tongue about his balls, shoving her head down and up so she could get her face into his crotch. The feel of her son's balls and cock in her face was erotic and exciting to her, and Karen wondered if this was one of those distinct pleasures she would never tire of.
With her tongue, she licked all about his crotch as he stood there, wide-legged. She moved her tongue about his dangling, hairless balls and up over his cock, swirling it about her head, getting one last taste of the come juice that lingered at his piss hole.
Then she drew her face back, turned her son around and slapped him on his naked ass. "You go get showered and get into your damned bed," she said. "How do you expect to keep on fucking me so nicely without sleep? Now, scoot, you horny little mother-fucker! " After her son had gone, she drew the drapes and turned on a single light. She sat and listened to the shower, deciding not to go to him. He did need rest, she felt. He was too young to understand but she knew a boy could not keep his cock up forever without rest and sleep.
CHAPTER FIVE
The day was hot and humid.
Karen didn't feel like dressing because it was so hot but there was no choice. She had to shop at the supermarket and get some things for dinner.
She had bathed and dressed in a frilly nightgown. It clung to her body, outlining and moulding the swell of her tits and the arch of her ass cheeks. Ricky watched his mother with glowing eyes. The nightgown outlined her long, shapely thighs, and now and then seemed to cling to the bush of her cunt hair.
"You like seeing me like this, don't you?" she smiled at him.
"Makes me hard, Mom."
She hugged him tightly, drawing his face into her tits and rubbing them. "You stay hard whether you see anything or not, you little mother-fucker."
"Yeah, I guess I am a mother-fucker, huh, Mom?"
"And I love it!" she laughed, cupping his ass and pulling him tight against her. "Want to go to the store with me, honey? I've got to buy a few things."
"Hey, Mom," he said, drawing his face out of her tits. "You ever see some of those girls in the store wearing shorts? I mean, showing their asses off?"
She had, and told him so.
"Do you have any shorts like that?"
"You want me, your mother, to dress that way?" she asked. "Why, Ricky, everyone could see my ass! I don't know if I could be that bold."
"Try, Mom," he urged. "I think that would be exciting. You in tight shorts, the cheeks of your ass showing like those girls. It won't matter who sees. No one is going to touch you. Besides, there's so much naked ass showing you'd just be one more. Come on, Mom, do it for me!"
Karen thought about it. She thought of fucking her son, sucking his sweet cock, and how much she loved to taste his cock squirting into her mouth. Then she thought of what they had done the night before. She had pissed into her son's hand, and she had allowed him to do the same to her. If it would excite and please Ricky for her to show her ass that way in public, then she would do it.
"I think I have a pair of shorts that would do nicely," she laughed. "But this is going to make me feel silly, I guess you know that."
His eyes lit up. "This is gonna be great, Mom. I bet your ass is prettier than all of them. I bet the guys who look will see your ass and really get a hard-on!"
Ricky followed her to the bedroom. In the bottom drawer of her dresser she found a pair of shorts that had shrunk the first time she had washed them. They were very tight, drawing up at the crotch. She held them up, frowning. "I don't know... they seem awfully small, Ricky."
"Put 'em on, Mom! Let's see."
She removed her gown and slipped the shorts on. They were extremely tight. The cheeks of her ass were outlined to perfection, and the lower parts of her ass cheeks could be seen. There was a good inch and a half of smooth, tantalizing ass flesh to be seen below the edges of the shorts. And her cunt, she noticed in the mirror, was moulded, the lips in plain view. She felt quite wicked, pleasantly so.
"You're sure, now?" she asked her son as he gazed at her. "You want your mother to be seen this way?"
Ricky nodded, his eyes bright as he looked at her. "You look the same as other women except you're my Mom," he said.
"Then let's go show my fucking ass," she laughed.
Ricky pulled on cut-offs and remained bare-chested.
The shopping center was only a few blocks away, but still far enough to drive. As she drove, her son sat close, stroking her thighs and occasionally shoving his hand up to her cunt. Already she was pulsating there, and she just hoped the shorts did not show any wetness. The idea of doing this was suddenly appealing to her. Karen knew she was not dressed any differently than many women, except that she had not done this herself. She had always admired those lovely women who had the courage to go out in public this way, and now she was one of them!
Karen parked at the shopping center, and as she and her son walked through the parking lot, she felt self-conscious. Her ass wiggled no matter how much she tried to prevent it. Her tits, beneath a t-shirt, seemed to wobble and draw attention. They saw other women in the center dressed similarly, and they didn't seem at all self-conscious. Soon Karen calmed down and began to enjoy the way men--and some women--looked admiringly at her.
Inside the supermarket she wheeled her cart about. When her son saw some tempting sight, he would call his mother's attention to it with a whisper. He was very excited, looking about at all the exposed flesh and then at his own mother's body.
"You're the best-looking woman here, Mom," he whispered.
She shot her tongue out at him.
In the produce area, as she picked over tomatoes, she felt her son behind her. He ran his fingertip along the curve of her ass cheek where the shorts had pulled up. She turned and frowned at him.
"Someone might see," she hissed.
But nothing she could do made her son stop touching her. With her face flaming, she kept her eyes moving, trying to see if they were being watched. She wished he would keep his hands to himself here, but on the other hand it was exciting to be touched by him in such a public place.
Once, as she leaned over, she felt her son's hand slip between her thighs and give her cunt a quick rub. She straightened up quickly, frowning at him again. But Ricky smiled, pretending he had done nothing. Again, when they were the only ones in the aisle, he boldly cupped her tit and gave it a squeeze. Thinking to get back at him, she grabbed at his cock. All that did was excite her son more. He laughed and arched his cock into her hand.
And then Ricky disappeared. She moved along the aisles and selected what she needed. Rounding the end and starting up another, she saw her son. He was grinning broadly at her and had pulled the head of his cock from under the frayed legs of his cut-offs. Karen gasped, flushing as she saw his cock. Fortunately, no one else was around to see what he had done.
Once he had come up behind her and, to her astonishment, she had felt his cock brush the back of her thigh. "Put that thing back in your pants!" she hissed.
Ricky laughed, but did as she said, probably because someone else had entered that aisle.
Karen saw the woman, a young woman in her early twenties, glance at Ricky. The woman was dressed almost as she was, and her rigid nipples could be seen poking against the front of her t-shirt. Across the top of the t-shirt were the words 'Soft Pussy.' Beneath the words was a cuddly kitten. Karen shot a glance at the tightness of the woman's shorts, noticing the woman's cunt was even more outlined than her own. As the young woman passed, Karen saw the creamy cheeks of her ass, and Ricky, too, stared at the ass, licking his lips.
"Go rub your cock on that," Karen whispered to her son.
Ricky grinned at her, rubbed at his crotch, and stayed close. But his eyes followed the slightly wiggling ass of the pretty woman until she disappeared. "I bet she wants to fuck me, Mom," he said. "Did you see how she looked at me?"
"She'd eat you up," Karen laughed. "You'd never be able to handle anything as hot as she looks."
"But I sure would like to try."
"Keep your eyes on my ass, not hers," Karen said, but there was no real jealousy. "You wanted to see me this way, didn't you? Then keep your eyes on my body, honey."
Knowing the cheeks of her ass were exposed seemed to create a special thrill within Karen. She could feel the eyes of others on her, both men and women. Not that it was so obvious. But those who enjoyed looking at a beautiful woman looked, and those who didn't failed to notice her at all.
At the frozen foods area, she leaned over to sort through things. Feeling her son pressing against her ass, she glanced at him. They were the only ones in this area, so she didn't say anything to him. When she felt the head of her son's cock against the lower curve of her ass a shiver of pleasure rippled through her and her cunt seemed to clench.
That touch of his cock set up a reaction in her body and her mind. Quickly, she pushed the cart to the checkout line and waited impatiently. Once they were out of the store, their purchases loaded, Karen drove away quickly. Her thighs were shaky and her tits were painfully swollen. Instead of going straight home, she pulled the car into an alley behind some stores and cut the engine.
"What are you gonna do here, Mom?" Ricky asked.
"I can't wait until we get home," she hissed in a throaty voice, her hand clawing at the frayed edges of his shorts. "You made me so fucking hot!"
She pulled her son's cock from his shorts, her fingers pumping as she stared down. Watching the prick head swell, Karen watched the moisture seep from his piss hole, her cunt unexpectedly went through a series of mild orgasms.
With the sun bright, with the possibility of being caught in the alley, Karen shoved her face downward. She opened her lips and engulfed her son's cock between them. His prick was hard, hot, eager. With her tongue swirling in that wet hunger, she drew the full length into her mouth. Sucking her son's cock swiftly, almost desperate for it, she made whimpering sounds of delight. Her lips rode up and down his cock, clinging to the shaft. She clutched his thigh with her sharp nails, greedy.
Feeling her son rest his hand on top of her bobbing head, Karen sucked hard and wetly on his throbbing cock. The head probed at her throat as she slipped her lips up and down, the gurgling sounds continuing to bubble from her. Her cunt was going into fits of spasms, her clitoris intensely sensitive. Squeezing her thighs tightly, she moaned with the hot, delicious orgasms her cunt experienced as she sucked vigorously upon her son's swollen cock. Her lips burned with that tingling sweetness, her tongue lapping and swirling about the piss hole at every opportunity. The seeping juices from his piss hole were slippery, but ever so sweet to her, and they coated her tongue before she swallowed.
Ricky, becoming very excited to have his mother sucking his cock off in this sun-lit alley, began to pump his hips up and down, fucking upwards as she went down and lowering his ass when his mother lifted.
"Ohhh, Mom! Oh, Mom! Ohhhh!" Ricky whined.
"Mmmm!" she replied.
His cock felt very hard, the throbbing increasing as she ran her lips up and down, her tongue in constant, fiery motion. Her fingers had found a way inside his cut-offs and she gripped his hairless balls. She loved the way they writhed in her hand, his cock lurching about inside her mouth with his impending discharge.
Ricky arched his hips up, trying to drive his prick into his mother's throat. At any other time she would have allowed it, wanted it, but now she wanted to hold just the prick head between her lips, her tongue licking at his piss hole when he came off. She pressed at his stomach and lifted her head at the same time. With her lips clenched wetly and hotly about the head of his cock, she raced her tongue about his piss hole.
Ricky came.
The thick, foamy come juice squirted almost forcefully from his cock, splashing along the inside walls of her cheeks, over her tongue, then down her throat. Thrusting the tip of her tongue against his piss hole as though trying to hold back the gushing tide of come juice, she whimpered with ecstasy as her son filled her mouth with the sweetness of his come juice.
When Ricky finished coming, she held his prick head with her lips, wiping her tongue slowly about his dribbling piss hole. Finally she sat up and looked around as if seeing where she had parked for the very first time. Karen giggled. "My God, we could have been caught!"
Still laughing, she started the car and pulled down the alley swiftly. But instead of turning for home, she took a different route. Ricky didn't care where she went. His cock was out of his shorts, once more hard, the sun glinting off the moist, glistening head.
Karen's cunt was burning hotly. She needed Ricky's cock inside her, fucking her. She drove carefully, but fast, until she found what she was looking for. It was an old, abandoned service station. Pulling behind the building, they were almost concealed completely.
After killing the engine, she quickly shoved her shorts down, dropping them on the floor of the car. "Fuck it, Ricky!" she hissed, scooting her legs toward him. "Oh, fuck your mother, baby! God, is my cunt hot!"
Ricky gazed at his mother's cunt. The sun struck the thick curls and the moisture on the puffy, pink lips gleamed in the sunlight. His fingers fumbled at his shorts until he had them down, his cock arching outward, firm and swollen.
Karen spread her legs on the seat, resting her head on the arm rest. She reached for his prick, but Ricky was fast. Before she had her hand on his cock he was shoving the swollen head toward her hairy, bubbling cunt.
As the head of her son's cock penetrated her sensitive cunt, Karen whimpered with sudden pleasure.
They were cramped in the front seat of the car, but both were too eager to climb into the back. She drew her son's head down to her tits as his cock stabbed deeply into her pussy. Then her ass was bouncing, rocking, grinding.
Sounds of intense ecstasy gurgled from her as Ricky began to pound into her pussy vigorously, panting against her arching tits. Her cunt felt each ridge, each groove, each throb of her son's young, virile cock as he thrust powerfully into her. His balls, as before, slapped rhythmically against her grinding ass cheeks. Her hands, eager to touch and caress him, flowed down his back to his bunching ass. Digging her fingers into her son's naked, bouncing ass, Karen wailed softly as she pulled him tighter and deeper into her insatiable, hairy wet cunt.
Karen's pussy, slippery with the fluids, contracted about her son's cock, squeezing as though it were a hungry mouth, nibbling and sucking. This reflex made her son gasp with wild delight. She managed to slide one hand beneath his ass, past his thighs to clutch his hairless balls. Her other hand kept clawing at his bunching ass cheek, her fingers digging into the crack.
She found one fingertip was near his asshole, and on an impulse began to rub and press upon the puckered hole. She heard the sharp intake of her son's breath, but the speed of his fucking increased. With a hot gurgle of ecstasy, Karen began to rub tightly upon his clenched asshole. The more she rubbed, the faster he fucked her.
"Oooo, darling!" she cooed. "Pour it to me! Oh, baby, plunge that sweet, hard cock up mother's hot cunt! Give it to me, Ricky! Fuck me hard! Fuck... fuck mother!"
Despite the cramped seat of the car, she scissored her hot, velvety thighs about his pumping hips. The sun was in her eyes, blinding her, but she felt none of it. Her cunt was in spasms around his driving cock. The orgasms burst through her in a shattering way. Her flesh rippled with shiver after shiver as she came time and again. Each succeeding orgasm was stronger than the last. Her clitoris was being scraped by the hard shaft of his cock, sending her into mind-reeling ecstasy. The wails were almost screams of pleasure. The car was rocking on the springs from the vigorous way they fucked.
Ricky was close to discharge, she felt. Her finger pressing at his asshole suddenly slipped through the tight ring. Ricky gave a yelp, thrusting his cock hard into his mother's squeezing cunt. As the thick come juice erupted into her pussy, Karen screamed. The sound was low, but she screamed just the same. That gush of his come juice triggered the most powerful orgasm she had ever felt. It went through her whole body, causing her toes to curl up. It seemed as if the hair on her neck actually stiffened. Her cunt gripped her son's cock like a hot, fleshy vice.
Relaxation came slowly to them. Ricky remained atop his mother, his cock still being sucked by the gentle waves of her pussy. He gasped and struggled to breathe while Karen caressed his naked ass lovingly, her own breath harsh.
"Get off me, honey," she whispered.
When her son had sat up, she swung her legs to the floor of the car, feeling his come juice ooze from her cunt to smear her thighs and the seat. She sat there, leaning back, eyes closed, her expression that of intense, after-glow ecstasy.
When her strength returned, she started the car and drove home. This time she drove slowly and carefully, her mind and body weak from the intensity of her pleasure.
It was only when she pulled into the drive that she remembered all she wore was her blouse. Her shorts were still someplace on the floor of the car. Ricky, however, had pulled his cut-offs back up.
"Now what do I do?" she half-whispered, seeing people walking along the sidewalk.
Ricky giggled. "You're in trouble, Mom," he teased. "How are you going to get into your shorts without being obvious?"
"You're going to help me," she said.
"I am?" he teased, opening the door and getting out of the car. He stood there, looking through the open window at her, grinning.
"Ricky! You get back in here and help me find my shorts!"
He shook his head. "You gotta run into the house naked, Mom," he giggled. "Somebody is gonna get a real show! Someone is gonna see your naked ass!"
He started walking toward the door.
"Ricky!" she called in panic.
But her son entered the house, closing the door.
Karen sat there half-naked in the car, turning her head to look at the people on the sidewalk. Her only chance, she thought was if there was a break in the traffic. But even then some of her neighbours might see her from their windows.
She was getting angry at her son for this.
Fuming, trying to think what she could do, Karen saw the garage door open. As it slid upward, she saw her son standing there, still grinning at her.
Driving into the garage, she reached for her shorts. But her son waved them. He had taken her shorts with him as he got out of the car and she had not even noticed!
"Shut that fucking door!" she hissed.
Giving in, Ricky let the door down.
Karen stepped out of the car, her blouse being all she wore. Her cunt hair was still moist, and with an angry twitch of her naked ass, she left the garage through the adjoining door leading into the kitchen.
"You bring the groceries in, you little bastard," she said to him before entering the kitchen.
She was still angry with Ricky as he brought in the purchases. She had not dressed, and was still in her blouse only, one hand on her hips as she watched him place the bags on the counter.
"Ricky, don't you ever do anything like that again to me, do you hear?" she snapped. "If you do, that's the end of our fucking!"
CHAPTER SIX
Karen couldn't stay angry at her son long.
He had only been teasing her in the first place. She knew he was not deliberately mean. After all, he had opened the garage door for her.
As soon as she had put the purchases away, her son had showered and gone out. She luxuriated in a bath, the hot water feeling good to her. It had been fun, exciting, at the supermarket, and it had been thrilling to suck her son's cock off in the alley. But the biggest thrill of all was fucking him behind that abandoned service station in daylight, the sun in her eyes.
Towelling herself, she recalled how excited her son had become when she had rubbed at his asshole, and the power of his discharge when she penetrated his asshole with her fingertip. She smiled at her reflection, running her hands over the flawless swell of her ass cheeks.
The idea came quickly.
Turning, she looked over her shoulder at her ass. There was nothing at all wrong with the shape of it, nor with the flesh. She watched as her hands moved about her ass cheeks, and then she slipped her fingers into the hot crack.
Bending over, she found that she could peer between her thighs and see her ass and cunt in the mirror. The hair of her pussy stopped before it reached her asshole. The lips of her cunt were pink and moist, and the ring of her asshole was slightly darker in color. It looked very small, yet vulnerable. Bracing one hand on a knee, she ran the other hand between her thighs and probed the pucker of her asshole delicately. The feel of her fingers on her asshole sent a ripple of pleasure through her.
Being very careful, she pressed the tip of a finger against her asshole. It seemed to be very tight, but the pressure of her finger against it felt good, very, very good. Her eyes were glazed with erotic pleasure as she watched her finger press and move about her asshole. Applying more pressure she made a small sound as the tip of her finger slipped into her asshole.
At first there was a burning sensation, but it was quite pleasant. For a moment she didn't move her finger, but leaned over with it inside her asshole up to the first knuckle. The stinging feeling was replaced with a warm, erotic delight. Pressing more of her finger up her asshole, she found the sensation to be very pleasant.
Squatting now, her hand between her thighs and underneath her ass, Karen wormed her finger into her asshole until it was completely inside. Then she held it there for a moment and began to work the finger in and out, fucking herself up the ass.
She was not at all surprised to find her cunt bursting with orgasms as her finger thrust up and down. She threw her head back, eyes closed, mouth parted. She gasped softly as her finger fucked in and out of her tightly gripping asshole. In her mind she was thinking the finger was the cock of her son, ramming her ass hard and fast. Her legs became weak and she pulled her finger out of her clutching asshole just before she sat on the floor. Her knees were drawn up to her tits, wide apart, her cunt still pulsating and throbbing.
"Crazy bitch," she murmured to herself as she stood up to find her clothing. "Fucking yourself in the asshole with a finger... when all you have to do is wait for Ricky to come home."
Karen thought she was turning into an insatiable woman, a mother who could not get enough of her young son's cock. Well, she told herself, I am!
The housedress she wore was flowing. Tight about her arching tits and small waist, it flared from her hips to swirl about her long thighs as she walked. Underneath it she wore nothing.
Ricky was gone for quite some time, and when he returned he was sweating. She directed him to the shower immediately after thrusting her tongue into his mouth. Slapping his ass playfully, she said, "And I just might take every damn stitch of your clothes outside and made you go after them, cock swinging. That would get back at you for what you did to me!"
"I don't care," he said, moving down the hall. "Give some people a thrill, maybe."
"Get!" she laughed.
Hearing the shower going, she fixed herself a cup of coffee, then sat on the couch drinking it. In her mind, she was going over the idea of getting her son's cock into her asshole. She wanted to experience that particular sensation. If it was as good as her finger, Karen knew she would love it.
When Ricky finished his shower, he came out into the living room naked. Her eyes moved to his cock and hairless balls immediately. There was a clutching in her cunt and asshole as he stood there, waving his cock teasingly at his mother.
Slipping down onto the floor, Karen drew her legs up and spread them out. Her son's eyes gazed between her thighs at her cunt. She watched his prick become hard.
Sliding a hand down, she rubbed at her cunt as her son moved toward her. His cock was very hard again by the time he stood above her, watching her hand move through the thick hair of her pussy, touch the moist lips, then a finger dart up her pussy. Karen finger-fucked herself as she stared at her son's cock, never tiring of seeing it.
"Sit on my face," she said in a thick, hoarse voice.
"What?"
"Sit on mother's face, darling," she said again. "I want you to sit your ass in my fucking face!"
"You sure, Mom?"
"Didn't I say so? Come on, baby... sit that ass right in my goddamn face!"
She looked up as he swung a foot over her chest, standing straddle-legged above her. His balls looked sweet and his cock arched up toward the ceiling. The cheeks of his ass looked as smooth as a girl's to her. She ran her hands up his legs, fondling him.
"Squat down, Ricky," she whispered thickly. "Squat down in my face."
Her eyes burned with lust as she watched her son bend his knees. The crack of his ass split, and she saw the pucker of his asshole. She would get to that soon, she thought.
Her son's balls brushed her face, and with a soft moan Karen lapped them with her tongue. Drawing both his hairless balls into her hot, wet mouth, she sucked at them. Taking his hand, she curled his fingers about his cock, then with a jacking motion, indicated to him that she wanted her son to jack on his cock as she sucked his balls.
Seeing his fist slide up and down his cock, she mouthed her son's balls with hot hunger, feeling them writhe between her lips. She ran her tongue all around them, feeling his ass against her chin. She cupped his ass with her palms as she sucked at his precious balls. When her son began to twist and squirm his crotch against her face, she began to push at his ass. Releasing his balls, she quickly shoved her mouth to his ass, between the cheeks. His balls were now on her nose, and she was kissing at the tight pucker of his asshole. Ricky groaned as the wet, hot lips of his mother pressed upon his asshole, and he wiggled into her face, his fist still moving up and down on his cock.
Opening her lips, she placed them about his asshole, sucking as the tip of her tongue darted out. She flapped her tongue over his puckered asshole, felt it clench, and heard the gasp of surprised delight burst from him. With her mouth wide open now, she lapped her tongue about his asshole, licking furiously as she felt it flex, relax, and flex again. Her son began to rub and grind his ass into her mouth, gasping as his fist moved up and down his throbbing cock. She loved the way his balls rubbed her nose and eyes, and her cunt was going through some increasingly tight orgasms. She twisted her ass on the floor, her tongue swirling about his asshole. She found licking her son's ass to be intensely pleasurable, and she beat the tip of her tongue against him there.
Her tongue seemed to enter her son's asshole, and when she was certain it had, her body shuddered with perverse ecstasy. Karen began working her tongue up and down, driving it into her son's squeezing asshole, making him grind that much harder into her face. His fist was beating his prick so hard that Karen was afraid her son would come off before she wanted him to.
Yet she continued to fuck her son up the asshole with her hot, wet tongue. If he came, the come juice would get into her hair, but she didn't care if he came all over her overheated body. He could come on her anyplace he wanted. Ricky could squirt that sweet come juice onto her tits, her cunt, her ass, into her face for all she cared! She would love it, too, and probably come like crazy.
She was surprised at how deep she could stab her tongue. It seemed as if she could force it to his stomach. The way his asshole squeezed at her tongue sent thrill after thrill shooting through her, bursting between her thighs. Her cunt seemed to be exploding like rockets. Soft, gurgling sounds came from her open mouth, her lips pressed hard against his asshole.
The sheer perversity of eating her son's asshole created a whirlwind of ecstasy within Karen. Never in her wildest dreams had she thought tongue-fucking his asshole would be so fantastic. Although she could thrust her tongue deep, the rings of his asshole clung tightly. Her body rippled with shivering delight as his balls bounced about on her nose as his hand pumped up and down his cock.
Pulling her tongue free, Karen lapped back and forth, tasting the pucker of his asshole, cooing with the hot tingles of ecstasy she felt. Her tongue swiped at his balls, and she giggled softly as Ricky squirmed to get her tongue back into his ass. The softness of the inner cheeks of her son's ass were hot against her face, and the sensation of feeling them on her skin added to the perverse delight.
Her hairy cunt was still experiencing those waving orgasms, her ass twisting about on the carpet. Her knees were drawn up as she opened and closed them. Keeping one hand on the cheek of her son's ass, she slipped her other hand down through the thick hair of her pussy and rubbed at her distended clitoris. Then, as her son shoved his asshole tightly into her mouth, grinding as he grunted, she rammed a stiff finger deeply into her cunt. As she finger-fucked herself frantically, her tongue fucked in and out of his flexing asshole.
"Oh, Mom!" Ricky grunted with a tight sound. "Mom, that's great! Oooo, lick my asshole, Mom! Lick it!"
With renewed fury Karen slammed her tongue up and down, penetrating his tight asshole as her lips sucked. Her eyes watched his balls bouncing with fuzzy vision. She could just see his hand as he jacked on his cock furiously.
"Mom! I think I'm gonna come!"
His asshole squeezed her tongue, and in that instant she made a decision. Quickly she pulled her tongue from his asshole and shoved her face at his hips. "In my mouth!" she croaked. "Come in my mouth!"
Ricky scooted back on her chest, his ass brushing her upturned tits, his fist beating swiftly on his cock. Karen opened her mouth wide, as wide as she could, shoving her tongue out. Her eyes were blazing with desperate desire, fixed upon the piss hole of her son's cock.
"Faster!" she urged hotly. "Jack off faster... make it come in my mouth!"
Ricky grunted again, shoving at his cock until the swollen head was aimed at his mother's waiting mouth. The piss hole was a few inches away.
A thick, creamy burst shot from his piss hole, and the sweetness of her son's come juice squirted into her waiting, open mouth. Karen felt it against her tongue, warm and slippery, but she did not swallow. Her eyes gazed with heat at the piss hole as he spurted more come juice into her mouth. Ricky was no longer jacking off, but holding his cock at an angle so he could flood his mother's greedy mouth.
Karen mewled as Ricky's come juice squirted into her mouth time and again. Some of it splashed upon her outthrust tongue, but most entered her mouth. It was weird, crazy, but it was ever so delicious, too.
It was unusual, odd, perhaps, but she and her son both enjoyed this variation on their usual fucking. It was one more thing that thrilled them both.
Come juice began to slip from the corners of her mouth, running warmly over her cheeks. Not wanting to lose a drop of his precious come juice, Karen swallowed. With a wicked, intensely pleased smile, she lapped at the head of his cock as he sat on her tits, licking back and forth across the piss hole to accept every last bit of his come juice. Then Karen ran her hands over his thighs and took his cock in one hand, his balls in the other. She kissed the head of her son's cock and licked it some more, running her tongue about it lovingly.
When her son stood up, still straddling his mother, he looked down into her glowing face. "What made you think about doing that, Mom?" he asked. "Licking my asshole, I mean?"
She laughed, getting to her knees as he stepped from her. Sitting on the couch, her ass at the edge and her legs wide, she rubbed at her cunt. "I touched my own asshole and it felt so good I knew you'd love it. Instead of rubbing you there with my finger, I thought my tongue would be more enjoyable."
"My asshole taste good, Mom?" he laughed.
"Mmm," she grinned at him as a finger slipped into her hairy cunt. "Just like candy!"
"We're crazy," he laughed, watching his mother finger-fuck herself so openly and with so much pleasure. "We're fucking crazy!"
"More like fuck-crazy, don't you think, baby?"
"Yeah!"
She watched him leave the room, her eyes riveted on the cheeks of his young ass. It pleased her that he enjoyed being tongue fucked up his asshole. She had enjoyed it so much she was going to lick and fuck his asshole as often as she could. Pulling her finger out of her cunt, she brought it to her face. Moisture glistened on it. She ran her tongue out and licked at her finger, then shoved it into her mouth and sucked on it.
When Ricky returned, she still had her finger inside her mouth. She had scooted her hips closer to the edge, her knees very wide. The hairy pinkness of her cunt was beaded with the hot pussy juice. Her clitoris poked from the wet folds, hard and beckoning.
"Eat me, Ricky," she mewled, twisting her ass. "Eat mother's cunt, darling. Sucking your asshole and you jacking off into my mouth has gotten me so fucking hot! Lick mother's hairy pussy, honey. Tongue-fuck mother, please!"
"Yeah!" he said with enthusiasm, dropping to his knees before her. He fondled her thighs for a moment, feeling the satiny texture.
Karen watched her son with blazing eyes, exposing her tits and clutching them with both hands. Soft whimpers bubbled from her as Ricky leaned between her thighs.
His mouth kissed her cunt, sucking lightly upon her swollen clitoris. His tongue darted forth and he licked up and down, tasting the slippery juices seeping from her steaming pussy. His tongue lapped up and down, from her tingling clitoris to the crack of her smooth ass.
Ricky licked each puffy lip of his mother's cunt, swirling his tongue about her blistering clitoris, and probed between the hair-lined cunt lips, thrusting into her pussy. Karen mewled with ecstasy, grinding her hair-lined cunt into her son's face. She ran her hands down her hips, clutching the cheeks of her ass. She lifted her hips, arching her cunt into his sucking mouth and pulling the cheeks of her ass apart. With an up and down motion, she rubbed her cunt into his open mouth and over his outstretched tongue. She lifted her hips higher and felt her son's tongue scrape over the tight heat of her puckered asshole.
"Ooooo, that's my asshole you're licking, darling!" she grunted.
Ricky laughed into her cunt, then raced his tongue up and down it, from her clit to her asshole. He licked with the flat surface of his tongue, liquid sounds drifting up to Karen's ears.
Lifting his smeared face, he said, "You licked my asshole so it's only fair that I lick yours, Mom."
He shoved his face back into her bubbling cunt and Karen yelped as his tongue darted into her pussy. But he didn't keep it there. Instead, he jerked his tongue back, ran it lower, and shot it up his mother's asshole. Karen yelped again, lifting her ass to his face and pushing hard.
"Oh, God!" she groaned. "That is good! That is so very good!"
Ricky tongued his mother up her asshole for a few strokes, then was fucking her cunt with his tongue. He began going from her cunt to her asshole, sending Karen into shivers of ecstasy. His hands cupped the cheeks of her ass, touching her fingers as she held her ass cheeks wide to give him room.
The alternating strokes into her gripping cunt and up her clenched asshole caused Karen's mind to reel with ecstasy. It was something she had never felt before, but a sensation she wanted again. It was as good as being fucked, as good as sucking her son's cock, as good as fucking his asshole with her own tongue!
She twisted her ass about, but Ricky managed to keep his tongue in contact with her cunt and asshole, despite the frenzy of her motions. His tongue snapped in and out of her slippery pussy, then raced down to plunge as deep as he could up her clasping asshole. It was a dual sensation of frantic, intense ecstasy for Karen.
"Oooo, baby, baby!" she wailed, her head twisting about on the back of the couch, hair fanning her lovely face. "Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it! Fuck mother's cunt... fuck mother's asshole! Oh, fuck my pussy and asshole, Ricky! That's good, so fucking good!"
Snapping his tongue from cunt to asshole, her son plunged and stabbed, licked and fucked. Almost overwhelming orgasms were shooting through Karen's body, her tits so tight they were about to burst from pleasure. Her nipples had never felt so hard before, nor had her cunt been so inflamed. She was sure that even her asshole was going through contracting orgasms.
Through the mind-warping ecstasy, Karen was never exactly sure where her son's tongue was at any given moment. There was as much pleasure with his tongue up her asshole as there was when he was tonguing her cunt. The orgasms became more intense, stronger, swelling with power. Her thighs were jerking about his head and then her whole body seemed to be in convulsions. Her tits, tight and flawless, jerked from the tension her orgasms caused within her body.
The orgasms became too much to bear. She began to shove at her son's face, trying to push his mouth and tongue away from her maddeningly sensitive cunt.
"Stop, Ricky! Oh, please stop!" she pleaded. "I can't take any more! Stop, darling stop!"
Reluctantly her son pulled his face from her crotch. His cheeks and chin gleamed from the moisture. He gazed into his mother's cunt, watching those hairy lips quiver. Karen whimpered as her cunt continued to burst with orgasms.
"I can't stop coming!" she moaned. "Ohhh, I can't stop coming!"
But stop she did.
When her body became calm, she scooted her ass back on the couch and leaned forward, cupping her chin with her hands, resting her elbows on her knees. She smiled at her son, her beautiful face glowing. There was a sparkle in her eyes.
Taking his cunt-wet face between her hands, she leaned forward and kissed his lips. She ran her tongue over her son's lips, tasting the sweetness of her own cunt there.
"Go wash your face," she said softly.
As Ricky left her, Karen sprawled across the couch, her housedress about her waist. She brought one leg up onto the couch and left the other on the floor. Her cunt continued to pulsate as she closed her eyes, one arm thrown over her face. The glow that warmed her body felt so very good!
She wished her son had not returned that video film to the little girl, Sally. At this moment, with the pleasure still bubbling within her, she would have enjoyed watching it once more.
Or perhaps a new film...
Karen wondered if it would be possible for her son to borrow another one from Sally. Apparently Sally would loan him one if she got the chance.
Sally...
Karen wondered about the pretty little girl.
She wondered if Sally would...
Shrugging, she tried to stop thinking about the little girl.
CHAPTER SEVEN
But she couldn't.
Sleeping in her own bed, with her son in his room, Karen found herself still wide awake. It was close to midnight and she still thought about the little girl next door.
Whether Sally was a little hot-ass or not, she apparently had no qualms about letting Ricky see those video tapes. Karen wondered if Sally was trying to tell Ricky something. Was Sally's letting Ricky borrow those tapes her way of making a play for Ricky? Was it a not so subtle message Sally was trying to get across to her son?
But Ricky and Sally were quite young.
A young boy and girl would flirt in more innocent ways, not the way older boys and girls did. Perhaps Sally was feeling Ricky out, trying to see if he would like to hide in the garage or someplace and play show-and-tell with each other. Karen was sure the little girl was eager to become involved with Ricky. Why else would she loan him such tapes?
Perhaps Sally was shy, too shy to bluntly ask Ricky if she could see his cock, or if he wanted her to show her little cunt. Maybe she was waiting for Ricky to make his move first, take the initiative.
When Karen woke up the next morning, she was still thinking of Sally.
Her son was still asleep. When she looked in on him, he lay on his back, the sheet kicked to the foot of the bed. His cock stood up toward the ceiling, very hard. She thought of going to him and feeling his sweet prick, but then decided he needed the sleep. She made coffee and sipped it in the dining room, still thinking about Sally.
Boys, Karen knew, would stick those cocks into any available cunt hole when they were Ricky's age. They were so fucking horny they would fuck anything! Ricky would certainly fuck Sally, Karen knew. And not just because he was horny, but because the little girl was as cute as could be. There was a saying "cute as a bug," and it seemed appropriate when applied to Sally. But Karen had never seen a cute bug in her life. Sally, she thought, was more like an ice cream cone, sweet and tasty, but certainly not too cold.
And, Karen thought, the little girl, whether she was virgin or not, had no doubt learned things from the tapes, watching them when her parents were gone. Loaning one of them to Ricky could be her way of saying, "Let's try some of those things."
She was on her third cup of coffee when her son came in, rubbing at his sleepy eyes. He had pulled on a pair of jockey shorts, she noted. His cock was no longer hard, but the bulge of his shorts was still appealing, very much so. Her son, she thought, would one day have a beautiful cock, a prick of good size that would thrill all the girls. But his cock thrilled her now, and she knew the size of a cock wasn't what counted.
Too many people, mostly boys, placed too much importance on the size of their cock. They thought the bigger, the better. Such things amused Karen, who knew the size was not at all so important to a girl. A cunt would accommodate any size cock, unless it was abnormally huge. Then it hurt a girl.
Ricky kissed his mother good morning, then poured himself a glass of milk. She watched him drink it, seeing the white moustache on his upper lip. He was so young, still such a small boy, but such a hot, eager one! Always ready to fuck her, lick her, let her suck his cock off, do anything she wanted... and enjoy it with enthusiasm.
After breakfast she asked Ricky to go see if he could borrow another tape from Sally.
"Sure," Ricky said. "She told me I could borrow one anytime her parents were out."
"She did, huh?"
Ricky nodded.
"You know, honey," Karen said slowly, "I bet Sally would love to fuck you."
"Probably," Ricky said.
"And you've never tried it?"
Again he shook his head.
"Why not?"
"I don't know, Mom," Ricky said. "I thought about it, sure, but you know how girls can be."
"But she loaned that tape to you," Karen said. "Wouldn't you suppose she was trying to say something?"
"Say what, Mom?"
"Say that she wants to do those things. Surely she's watched them when her parents are out."
"She watches them," he said.
"Then she must enjoy it, right? And if she enjoys watching them, then she must be ready to fuck, I would think."
Ricky looked at his mother. "You want me to ask her to fuck, Mom? I'd be embarrassed."
Karen let it drop. Ricky would be embarrassed, she knew, and that wouldn't do. Perhaps she could find out if Sally wanted to fuck him. She gave some thought to that throughout the morning.
Later on she again spoke to Ricky about Sally. She wanted to keep his interest in the little girl high. Since her son had confessed the desire to fuck the little girl, it was easy enough.
"I bet she has a cute cunt, don't you think?" Karen said.
Ricky nodded.
"So pink and hot, and not a hair on it."
He nodded again, his eyes glazing over.
"You'd have a nice, wet, hairy cunt to fuck," Karen said, "and a nice, hot, hairless one."
His head nodded.
"Wouldn't that be great? My cunt and Sally's cunt to fuck?"
"Yeah!" he said enthusiastically.
Karen's pussy was getting warm as she talked to her son this way. In her mind she was seeing the pretty little girl, her skirt about her waist, that succulently sweet cunt revealed, her tiny clitoris throbbing with eagerness. She saw her son's cock penetrating Sally's cunt, fucking her, his balls banging up and down on her cute ass cheeks. She saw the girl wiggling and writhing, mewling with ecstasy as Ricky fucked his cock into her tight, hairless cunt.
An orgasm rippled through her.
Karen shoved her fist down, pressing it into her crotch as she came, her eyes smouldering with intense desire. Ricky watched his mother, puzzled.
"What's the matter, Mom?"
"Nothing," she whispered. "I just came, that's all."
Ricky was still wearing only his jockey shorts. He pulled the crotch aside, exposing his cock and balls. "You should have had this in your cunt, Mom."
"God, I know!"
He stroked his prick as he watched her.
"Thinking about Sally," she said, "your cock fucking her little cunt... it made me come."
Ricky giggled. "You'd like to see me fuck her, wouldn't you, Mom?"
"Oh, yes, honey!" she gurgled. "I'd love to see you fuck Sally!"
"Maybe she's home," Ricky said. "I'll get some pants on and go see. I'll borrow another tape, okay?"
"Wait," she said. "Not yet."
Karen had pulled her robe on when she got up, and she still wore it. She opened the belt and let the robe drop from her body. She stood in naked beauty, her tits arching out with stiff nipples. Her triangular cunt hair was thick and dark. She turned her back to her son, her hands squeezing at the cheeks of her ass.
Looking over her shoulder at her son, her eyes turning to liquid heat, she murmured with a thick voice, "Fuck me first, Ricky. Fuck mother before you see her."
His cock had become swollen by this time.
He stood and peeled his jockey shorts off. Karen looked at her son's cock, thrilled as always to see that it was deliciously hard.
She leaned over, bracing herself on the coffee table with both hands, waggling her uplifted, naked ass to entice her son.
Ricky moved up behind her, clasping the cheeks of his mother's creamy, smooth ass. He arched his cock forward, and the swollen head slithered immediately into her always wet, slippery cunt. A sigh bubbled from Karen as her son began to fuck her, his balls swinging as his lower stomach slapped upon the hot cheeks of her naked ass. He banged into her with power, causing her tits to jiggle nicely. Holding herself up with one hand, she shoved the other between her thighs and clutched at his hairless balls.
"Mmmm, so good, honey," she murmured hoarsely. "Your cock feels so good, in my cunt, fucking me. I love it, baby, just love that sweet cock!"
"Your cunt is hot and wet, Mom," he grunted. "Your pussy is always hot and wet!"
"And your cock is always hard for it," she replied, swinging her curvy ass about, twisting and grinding as he thrust and plunged his prick into her pussy.
Ricky began to fuck fast and hard, his cock driving in and out of her gripping cunt like a jackhammer. Karen whimpered with the ecstatic feeling of his cock pounding into her sensitive cunt so swiftly.
Ricky was banging so fast and hard, his cock came free of her cunt. As he rammed forward again, he missed the hair-lined pussy lips and the head of his cock banged upon his mother's asshole.
Karen screamed, but it was not a scream of pain, but one of unexpected pleasure.
Ricky pulled his cock away, shoving it down to plunge into her cunt once again.
"No!" she shouted, her hand pressing his cock upwards. "Do it in my ass, Ricky!"
"What?"
"Shove your cock up my asshole!" she shouted at him.
"You wanna get fucked in your asshole, Mom?"
"Yes, damn it! Fuck my asshole!"
She felt the head of his cock against her asshole, the pressure sending her body into shivers of anticipation. She moved her ass back, pressing onto the head of her son's swollen prick. She screamed again when the pleasure seemed to increase with the pressure.
"Oooo," Karen whimpered.
"Uh!" Ricky grunted.
The head of his swollen cock slipped through the tight ring of her asshole. Karen thought her asshole had been stretched by a pole. She clenched her asshole about the head of his cock, squeezing her eyes shut as the pleasure shot through her like a burning bonfire.
For a long moment she held her ass still, and Ricky didn't move. She flexed her asshole, tightening and then relaxing it on the head of his cock. The sensation was fantastic to her.
"Now," she hissed. "Fuck my ass now, darling. Ohhh, baby, ram your cock up my tight, fucking asshole!"
Grunting, Ricky speared his cock deep into his mother's gripping asshole. As it went deep, Karen screamed with the intense pleasure. Her asshole stretched and closed about his throbbing cock, then she felt his hairless balls tight against her cunt. Her asshole was clasping his cock without any effort from her, squeezing and relaxing automatically. Just as his tongue in her ass had done, Karen now felt a raging series of orgasms shooting in and around her cunt. She hissed and gurgled, wailed and yelped as she came. And Ricky had not yet started fucking her in the ass.
"Do it!" she screamed at her son. "Don't just stand there! I'm coming! Fuck me, darling! Fuck me up the goddamn ass! Ooo, baby, my cunt is coming--with your cock up my asshole! Fuck mother's asshole, fuck it!"
Ricky moved, pulling his cock out a bit, then shoving it back in. Gripping her hips, he began to plunge in and out of his mother's asshole, the tightness almost making the penetration difficult. But the more he fucked her ass, the smoother it became, and soon he was thrusting his cock in and out of her asshole without any problem.
Karen danced lewdly, shaking her ass about, her body shuddering. Bubbles of ecstatic moans came rushing from her constricted throat as she wiggled her ass with his stabbing cock.
She thought her asshole was on fire, burning with an all consuming fury. But it was good, so very good. She loved the way his cock stretched her asshole, the depth he plunged it, the way his balls slammed time and again upon her convulsing cunt and clitoris.
Karen shot her finger into her cunt as her son fucked strongly into her seared asshole. The finger increased the mindless ecstasy. It seemed to her that the whole of her crotch her cunt, clitoris, and asshole were one huge orgasm. She had never come so hard, so strongly, before. Her mind was blank to everything except the intensity of pleasure. The orgasms raged time and again through her, causing the muscles in her flat stomach to ripple tightly. Her tits jiggled, the nipples stiff and almost painful.
"Oh, God! Oh, God!" she moaned. "So good... so fucking good! Cock up my hot ass... fucking my asshole... is so fucking good! Fuck that ass, Ricky! Fuck mother's ass good and hard! Oooo, baby, I feel every fucking inch of your sweet cock up my hot asshole! Fuck me, fuck the shit out of my hot, fucking asshole!"
His cock rammed in and out of her asshole like a pile-driving hammer, his grunts letting her know how much enjoyment he was getting from that tightness around his prick.
"Come in me!" she urged with a thick, hot voice. "Come in my fucking ass, Ricky! Ohhh, please let me feel your cock gushing up my hot asshole! I can't stand much more of this! I want your come juice filling my hot ass!"
Ricky fucked hard, his balls slapping at the wet, hair-lined lips of his mother's cunt. His cock throbbed powerfully, sending sparks of perverse pleasure through his mother. Her asshole tightened and relaxed, clenched and loosened, drawing on his cock just as her cunt did. Her asshole seemed to be sucking and eating at his cock as he fucked it. The convulsions of her cunt caused the flexing sensation of her asshole around her son's prick, but they thought nothing about that.
Ricky slammed his cock hard and deep into his mother's clutching asshole, grunting loudly.
The hot gush of his come juice seemed to be boiling liquid flowing up her asshole. Karen yelled loudly as she felt her son discharging into her receptive asshole. She was sure she could feel each squirt, feel the thick heat of his come juice as it spewed deeply.
After Ricky finished coming, he slumped over his mother's back, his cock captured by the tightness of her asshole. She felt her son gasping hot air on her flesh, and he reached underneath her to claw and squeeze at her shapely tits.
Karen's legs were weak, but she managed to remain in her leaned over position, the weight of her son resting upon her back. Her cunt still pulsated, and her asshole had the most amazing feeling to it.
"You've got to move, baby," she whispered. "I'm going to fall if you don't."
She felt his body lift up and then his cock was pulling from her asshole. She squeezed her asshole involuntarily and moaned softly as her son's cock pulled free. She turned and sat on the coffee table, her tits heaving up and down, the nipples still rigid. She grinned up at her son.
Taking his cock and balls in the palm of her hand, she gently fondled them. "Was that a good fuck?" she asked.
He nodded, grinning down at his mother.
"Is my asshole as good to fuck as my cunt?"
"Damn good!"
She leaned forward and kissed her son's cock, licking the tip of her tongue over it. She turned him over and shoved her face into his ass, running her tongue up and down the crack, then slapped him playfully.
"Go get dressed and leave me alone," she said. "I've got housework to do and if you stay here, I won't get anything done!"
She watched her son skip from the living room. Bending over to pick up her robe, she felt a mild convulsion ripple through her cunt. She moaned softly until it was over. She had been coming so easily lately. All she had to do was think about her son's cock and she came. And this morning, just visualizing his cock fucking Sally's sweet cunt had made her come.
Pulling her robe on, she had recovered fully by the time her son had returned, dressed in jeans and t-shirt. She kissed him once, quickly. "Why don't you see if Sally is home?" she said. "Borrow another tape or something."
"Maybe she'll come over and watch it with us," Ricky said, his eyes flashing with excitement. "Then we could all fuck together!"
She clutched at his crotch. "Horny little mother-fucker," she whispered with love in her voice. "You'd really like that, wouldn't you, fucking two of us?"
"Damn right!"
She laughed. "Get out of here--before I start sucking this cock!"
She stood at the door and watched him leave, walking along the sidewalk. He didn't go next door, she noticed, but turned at the corner toward the park.
Closing the door, she began straightening up the living room. Despite the energetic fucking of her asshole, Karen was still hot, burning for more. There was a pleasant tingle in her asshole, and she felt as if her son's cock were still inside her. She sang and danced about as she performed her household chores.
She wondered why Ricky went toward the park instead of next door. But it didn't really matter. He was probably trying to get up his nerve to ask for another tape. She knew how shy young boys and girls could be about things like that. He would get around to it, she was sure.
An hour later Ricky still had not returned.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Karen showered, deciding it would be more enjoyable than sitting in the tub.
It was almost two in the afternoon and her son still had not come home. She wasn't worried about him, he had always been a good boy, never getting into trouble.
She pulled on a wrap-around skirt and a light, knitted summer sweater. As had been her habit recently, she did not wear a bra nor panties. Barefoot, she went to the kitchen and mixed herself a glass of iced tea. Taking the tea into the living room, she sat in a lounge chair, sipping at the cool drink.
Ricky had certainly enjoyed it when she had fucked his tight little ass with her tongue, she thought. And she had loved it with his cock deep inside her asshole. She smiled as she remembered how his cock had squirted so sweetly into her mouth, and she had not so much as used her tongue on his prick. Ricky was as erotic-minded and uninhibited as she was, and it pleased Karen greatly.
The only problem was, he was so shy and hesitant about approaching pretty little Sally. Sally, she thought, just had to be up to something, offering those video tapes to her son that way. A girl simply would not let a boy see something like that unless she was passing a subtle message of hot eagerness. Leaning back in the lounge chair, Karen closed her eyes and let her imagination run wild.
Sally, in her mind, was there with her, as was Ricky. The little girl was being obvious about her desires. Karen imagined Sally glanced at her from the corners of her eyes, and when she thought Karen was not watching, had reached out and cupped her son's cock and balls. There was a flash of slim, golden thighs and a brief peek at tight panties.
The erotic fantasy continued, and the more she let it run, the hotter and more exciting it got. There was a deep throb between her thighs and the lips of her cunt began twitching, becoming slippery wet. Her clitoris had become distended, swollen with passion. A tingle started about the pucker of her asshole, and she felt a distinct sensation of having her son's cock inside her ass. She squeezed her asshole, sighing softly with pleasure. The tingle of her cunt increased, and her clitoris throbbed. The sensitive nipples became very rigid, thrusting against her summer sweater.
A mild orgasm rippled about her cunt, making Karen moan softly.
The soft knocking on the door failed to penetrate her thoughts for a moment, and when she heard it, she almost spilled the tea.
Her legs were wobbly as she stood up, weak from the wild, quite vivid erotic fantasy. She hobbled to the door and opened it.
"Why, Sally!"
Karen was startled. She had just been having such an erotic mental picture of the girl with her son, and here she was! It was a strange occurrence, as though her fantasy was starting to come true. "I'm sorry, dear, but my son isn't home right now."
Shyly, Sally pulled her hand from behind her and handed Karen the small package. "I brought this for Ricky," she said in a low, melodious voice. "I promised him."
Karen glanced down. It was another tape.
She looked at Sally, but Sally's eyes were down, and her feet shuffled about with nervousness. Karen gazed for a moment at the front of Sally's dress. The tits, though small, were well formed under the thin blouse. There was a distinct hint of hips, and beneath the summer skirt Sally's legs were tanned a light golden color.
"What is this, honey?" Karen asked, turning the cassette over as if she wasn't sure.
"It's a film Ricky wants to see," the girl replied, lifting her eyes.
They were the most striking eyes Karen had ever seen. They were a sky blue, very pale, but there was a fire in them that Karen would have recognized anywhere. They actually smouldered with promise, a promise of erotic delights for the right person. Karen had seen this expression on women before, but never on a girl as young as Sally!
"Ricky should be home soon," Karen said before she changed her mind. "Why don't you come in and wait for him?"
"If I won't be in the way," Sally replied. "I don't want to be a bother."
"Oh, bother!" Karen smiled, taking the girl's upper arm and pulling her into the living room. "You can't possibly be a bother to me."
But in her mind she was telling herself the girl was certainly a bother Karen was steaming hot, a wild desire roaring through her to fondle this cute girl, to feel those small, succulent tits, to run her hand over that slim body, to feel her up, to... The sensation was strange. Karen had never felt a sexual desire for a girl before. But there was something special about Sally. Somehow the little girl seemed to beg for it, to plead to be felt up, licked, fucked... She pulled Sally into the room, asking her to sit down. Then she offered the girl a glass of iced tea.
"Please, thank you," Sally replied in her arousing voice.
As she prepared the iced tea in the kitchen, Karen felt the urge to caress and feel the girl up become stronger. Her cunt was throbbing in fiery heat, and there was an itch in the palm of her hands, an itch to touch those slim thighs, cup that small ass, rub between the thighs and feel the heat of that sweet, precious, little cunt.
The glass of tea shook as she carried it to Sally.
Returning to her lounge chair, Karen looked at the girl. Her skirt was short, and those becoming knees were exposed, as well as a good four inches of excruciatingly lovely thighs. Sally, although seemingly shy with her, was not at all uncomfortable. She did not shift on the couch, nor was there any evidence of nervousness that Karen could see. Sally appeared to be right at home, other than keeping her eyes down. Yet that was an attractive feature about the girl.
Suddenly Karen noticed Sally glance up, looking at her from beneath lowered lashes. There was a faint flush on Sally's smooth cheeks.
"You wanna touch me?" the girl asked timidly.
Karen spilled cold tea on her leg. She stared at Sally, her mouth half-open. "I beg your pardon, Sally?"
"Everyone likes to touch me," Sally said, her voice low, yet distinctly husky. "I thought you would like to touch me, too."
"I don't know what you're talking about, honey," Karen answered, feeling a burning sensation about her cunt. She was almost shaking with excitement.
"You know. Here," Sally said, pointing to her small, thrusting tight tits. "People always want to touch them. And here, too." She pointed toward her pussy.
"Do you let them?" Karen asked.
"Oh, not all the time," the sweet voice replied. "But if I like them, I might."
Karen didn't know what to say. She wasn't shocked, at least not exactly. Startled perhaps, but not shocked.
"You're not wearing a bra," Sally said, her sky-blue eyes fixed upon the tips of Karen's tits. "And I bet you don't have panties on, either."
It had been said so simply, so conversationally.
"How... how do you know that?"
"Oh, I have this way of knowing," Sally said, smiling in her shy way. "You don't, do you?"
"I don't what, Sally?"
"Wear panties."
"I... don't think I should answer that," Karen said, her voice throaty with excited emotion.
"I'm wearing panties," the girl said, and Karen was again startled to see that short skirt lifted.
Karen stared, seeing the sweetness of those satiny, smooth thighs, the tightness of white panties. Lace decorated the panties.
"Pretty," Karen said, shivering with desire.
"I like you," Sally murmured. "You can touch me, if you want. I only let people I like touch me."
"You enjoy being touched, Sally?"
"Ooo, yes!" the girl grinned with enthusiasm. "I really like to be touched. But only if I like the person."
Karen found this situation amusing. Her son was too shy to approach Sally, and now Sally was sitting with her inviting a caress, her dress held up to reveal her panties. In a wanton way the girl was openly offering her body to her. Oh, Ricky, Karen thought as she stared at Sally, you little fool!
"I'd love to touch you, Sally," Karen heard herself saying, placing her tea on the small table next to her lounge chair. "I would really love to touch you."
Sally giggled, a soft, erotic giggle. She pulled her skirt to her waist and opened her knees, scooting her fine little ass to the edge of the couch cushion. Karen had never seen such blatant eroticism from a girl before, and especially from one so young. The panties were very tight at the crotch, and there was a moist spot right where Sally's precious cunt would be.
Karen stood up.
Sally moved her palm up and down her crotch, rubbing at herself, her sky-blue eyes turning fiery, sparkling with the erotic expectation. Karen moved toward Sally, her knees almost knocking. The desire to feel those slender thighs, to touch that moist place on those panties, to, to kiss it... was overwhelming. She stood in front of Sally, her eyes glassy with hunger. Sally, looking up with encouraging eyes, twisted her small ass about, bouncing it up and down as she ran her palm up and down her crotch, waiting.
Karen slipped to her knees, and when she placed her hands on those of Sally's, the girl's flesh was hot. She felt the girl's legs shiver as she moved her palms slowly along the velvety flesh. Sally's skin was like satin, warm and tantalizing.
Sally held her knees very wide, and the tendons of her thighs stood out. Karen slipped her hands over Sally's thighs, traced a fingertip along those tendons. She moved her finger along the ridge of Sally's panties, feeling the skin tremble. Finally, unable to wait any longer, Karen placed the palm of one hand against Sally's crotch, pressuring gently.
"Ooooo," Sally mewled, arching her cunt up into Karen's palm. "Oooo, that feels so good!"
Karen rubbed her palm up and down, feeling fiery heat coming from Sally's succulent pussy. She pressed harder and Sally gurgled with pleasure.
Running her hands to Sally's hips, Karen leaned down. She gripped Sally's hips with tight fingers and pressed her hot, moist lips to the inside of one thigh, near that taut tendon. Sally moaned with burning urgency as Karen kissed the thigh, the tip of her tongue probing the flesh.
Suddenly, with a low whimper, Karen began licking her tongue up and down Sally's thigh, tasting the sugary sweetness of it. She licked up and down, back and forth, turning her face to repeat the same thing with the other thigh. She traced the ridge of those tight panties with her tongue, and with another whimper, pressed her lips against that moist spot. There was a burning heat on her lips as she parted them, gluing her mouth to the wet place. She probed the moisture at the crotch of Sally's panties with her tongue, then began licking up and down. Sally whimpered as she began to grind her cunt into Karen's face, her small hands holding Karen's head.
Using her teeth, Karen caught the panties and pulled. With a twist of her hips Sally began to shove at her panties. "I want them off!" she bubbled hotly. "I wanna take my panties off!"
Karen threw her hands into Sally's and they both pulled and stretched until the girl's panties were off. Karen gazed into the pink cunt, seeing s few pale hairs here and there. The tiny clitoris was very swollen, the tip gleaming in that sweet, precious way. The curves of Sally's ass were visible, the crack inviting.
"Oh, God!" Karen whimpered. "So pretty... so fucking pretty! Ohhh, honey, that is the most beautiful cunt I've ever seen!"
"Kiss it, please!" Sally begged, arching her crotch up. "Kiss it for me! I like to have my pussy kissed."
"I will! Ohhh, I will kiss that cunt!"
Karen buried her face into Sally's cunt. She burned wild, wet kisses all over the succulent pussy lips, tasting the fluids seeping there. Karen had never had her mouth against a pussy in her life, yet she was overwhelmed by this one. She darted her tongue out, licking up and down the hot, puffy lips, twisting it about the rigid clitoris.
Sally squealed with ecstasy as she ground her cunt into Karen's face, again holding the older woman's head. She arched her crotch up and banged back and forth, squirming tightly and eagerly.
"Ooo, that's good, that's so good!" Sally whimpered in a tight voice. "Golly, you kiss my pussy so nice! I like the way your tongue feels... lick me! Lick my cunt!"
Karen's cunt was burning up, turning fiery with what she was doing to Sally. She snapped her tongue out and pressed it hard between those sugar-like cunt lips. She felt her tongue slide into Sally's pussy. It seemed almost as tight as her son's asshole! She began to thrust her tongue in and out, fucking Sally eagerly and wantonly. She squirmed her upper lip against the girl's swollen, sensitive clitoris, increasing Sally's twisting hunger.
Karen slid her hands past the churning hips to clutch those tight, rippling, small ass cheeks. She held Sally's swelling ass tightly, drawing that almost hairless cunt tighter and harder into her mouth. The juices oozing into her mouth were different than the come juice of her son's cock, but just as precious and delicious to her. She shoved her tongue deeply, wiggling it about, tasting the satiny walls of Sally's boiling cunt.
Then she fucked back and forth again, swiftly, sucking with her lips at the same time. Her pussy was soaking wet, the insides of her thighs slippery. She twisted her own ass about as she knelt between the tantalizingly hot thighs of the little girl. Slurping sounds were loud as she lapped and stabbed, sucked and licked, fucked and swallowed.
She dug into the tight ass cheeks, feeling the rippling muscles against her palms. Sally was squealing and whimpering and churning her cunt hard into Karen's face. Karen had her tongue deep inside the surprisingly tight cunt when she felt the contractions start. She heard Sally screaming softly that she was coming. Karen rammed her tongue in and out, using it like a cock, fucking Sally's convulsing cunt with eager delight, with starving hunger.
Her own thickly haired cunt, too, was in convulsions, the orgasms coming one after the other. Her tits had become painfully swollen, and Sally was squeezing her head with her hot, smooth, inner thighs. Her mouth was being almost bruised from the violent gyrations of that sugary cunt banging against it. But Karen didn't care if her lips were bruised. She was sucking and licking and fucking Sally's tight little cunt with a frenzy, her own exploding like fireworks.
"I can't do it anymore!" Sally was yelping. "I can't come anymore! Oooo, please, stop licking my pussy! It feels so good, but I can't come again! Don't fuck my cunt anymore please!"
Reluctantly, Karen withdrew her face.
The pink pussy was pulsating with visible tremors as Sally let her ass fall, but keeping her knees wide. Karen sucked lightly at the creamy inside of one thigh, her eyes staring at the girl's cunt.
Sitting back on her heels, she looked at Sally, resting her hands on those rounded knees. Sally's eyes still seemed to smoulder, to burn with erotic hunger.
"No one ever put their tongue in me before," Sally whispered between gasping breaths. "Just lick my pussy, that's all. You put your tongue in my cunt and made me come and come and I didn't think I'd ever stop. I liked that!"
Karen smiled, no longer nervous with the girl. "Take your clothes off, Sally," she whispered.
"You wanna look at me naked?"
Karen nodded her head.
"Will you take your clothes off, too?"
"If you want," Karen replied.
Giggling like a naughty child, Sally stood and began pulling her clothes off. "If I knew you wanted to lick my pussy, I would have visited before," she said excitedly. "I like your son and I think you're very nice, too."
Still on her knees, Karen watched with glowing eyes as Sally stood naked. She turned the girl by placing her hands on those small, yet rounded hips. She stared at the sweet swell of Sally's cute ass. Still holding Sally by her hips, Karen could not resist leaning forward and kissing those delicious-looking ass cheeks. She ran her tongue about the flesh and down the back of Sally's thighs, curling her tongue along the crease where the ass cheeks folded into those thighs. Then, with a whimper, she licked her tongue up and down the girl's tantalizing ass crack.
Sally giggled and shook her ass against Karen's face.
"You said you'd take your clothes off, too," she reminded Karen. "I wanna see your tits and your cunt and everything!"
"And you shall," Karen said, standing up and pulling at her clothing.
When her light sweater was off, she arched her tits outward. Sally stared at Karen's tits, and then she had both her hands on them, feeling their sponginess. Karen shivered with delight while Sally pulled and twisted her nipples. She mewled as that small, hot mouth closed about one tit. She hugged the little girl to her while Sally sucked her nipple. With one hand she untied her wrap-around skirt, letting it fall to the floor. She felt a small hand moving through the curls of her cunt, then a finger was plunging up it.
"Oh, baby!" Karen mewled, sliding her hand up and down the creamy back of Sally. "Ooo, that's nice, honey!"
Sally pulled her lips from Karen's tit, looking down at the thick triangle of cunt hair. With a small squeal of pleasure, she dropped to her knees and pressed Karen's thighs apart.
"You're really wet," Sally whispered as she moved her finger in and out of Karen's cunt.
Applying a gentle pressure at the back of Sally's head, Karen urged the little girl's face close to her pussy. She bent her knees, holding them wide, and shoved her hairy cunt into Sally's face.
Immediately Sally began to lick Karen's hairy, wet cunt, her face turned up, those hot, blue eyes glassy with urgent hunger. Karen felt that wicked little tongue against her clitoris, then the lips closed about it. Sally sucked hard on Karen's clitoris, her tongue wiggling about the tip.
Karen's legs became very weak and she could not stand up in that half-squatting position much longer. She slowly sank down, pulling Sally with her. With soft moans of erotic desire, Karen found her face pressed once more into that sweet cunt, and Sally had her face between her thighs. She turned and pulled the girl on top of her, clasping that tight little ass with both hands. She darted her tongue in and out of that sweet cunt for the second time, only now Sally was tongue-fucking and licking her hairy cunt, too.
Sally began to bang her cunt up and down, fucking into Karen's face with wild twists and thrusts. Karen felt the hot little tongue of the girl sliding in and out of her own pussy, and she began coming in strong waves. With her own tongue deep inside the girl's sugary cunt, Karen felt Sally's orgasms spreading out, the cunt lips drawing at her tongue, flexing about it. Karen fucked the cunt with all her power, moaning as she began to grind her pussy into Sally's eager face. The little girl was clinging to Karen's shaking ass with desperate hands, her small fingers digging into the resilient ass mounds.
They brought each other to boiling orgasms time and again, using lips and tongues.
Finally Sally rolled off Karen, breathing hard. Karen turned onto her side and looked at the erotic little girl. Sally opened her eyes slowly and stared into those of the older woman.
They both burst out laughing.
"I don't believe it!" Karen said, pulling Sally tight against her, those small, hard tits smashing her full ones. "I just don't believe this at all!"
"I do," Sally giggled. "At least my cunt believes it. I never came so much before. I never had a tongue up my pussy before... and I never kissed a cunt before."
"I hardly believe that, either," Karen said. "But that wasn't what I meant. I meant my... " she paused, wondering if it would be a good idea to tell Sally about Ricky.
"Ricky wants to do this with me, too," Sally said, pulling back and laughing. "I know he does, but he's too shy."
Karen laughed again. "Oh, God! This is just too much! I don't believe this at all. You've been letting Ricky know you want him to fuck you, haven't you, Sally?"
Sally nodded, her eyes sparkling.
"I knew it, but it seems you and I... " An idea came to Karen.
CHAPTER NINE
Karen waited for her son to return home.
She had explained her idea to Sally, and the little girl was more than eager. It would be a great surprise for Ricky, they thought.
She was not going to tell her son about it, not yet. She wanted to tease him first, to increase his interest, to build on his desire. Not that it really needed building on.
Sally, Karen had found out, was very desperate to experience a cock inside her hungry cunt. Somehow, she had never been fucked. She had confessed to Karen that people seemed more interested in licking her cunt than fucking it. She had also confessed to being with a girl, another teenaged girl, only once before. But all that girl had done was lick her tongue up and down Sally's cunt and suck on her clitoris. She had not thrust her tongue into her pussy and fucked it. Sally had not tasted the teenaged girl's pussy, although she had felt it.
And she had allowed only one neighbourhood boy, a boy a few years older than she was, to play with her. She told Karen the boy was afraid to fuck her, but that she had jacked the boy off, making him come on her small tits.
It amused Karen when Sally admitted to feeling a desire to have the head of his cock inside her mouth. But she had been too afraid to ask the boy.
Apparently Sally was an intensely erotic girl, desperate to experience a cock inside her cunt, fucking her, and to enjoy wild, uninhibited sex with someone. Karen knew Sally was delighted with her, and with what they had discussed doing for Ricky.
Sally had not been shocked to learn that Karen was fucking her son--she was delighted by it. Sally said, sadly, that she wished her father would fuck her, but she felt he would never do it. She said she had peeked at her parents before, and had seen them fucking on the living room floor as they watched one of those video tapes. She had wanted to join them, and experienced an orgasm just from watching.
She described her father's cock in the most amazing detail, and Karen knew Sally had been fascinated by it. She told Karen her mother didn't have as much hair on her cunt as Karen had, and that her father had huge, hairy balls.
By the time Sally left, there was no longer any sign of shyness.
Karen was excited, very much so! Her son had wanted to fuck this cute girl, and now he was going to get the chance. She wanted to tell him all about Sally and what they had done, but she wanted to surprise him first.
When he finally arrived home, he was flushed.
"Where have you been all this time, honey?" she asked.
"At the park, Mom," he said, taking a soft drink from the refrigerator. "I've been sitting there and thinking. You know, I bet Sally would let me fuck her."
"I'm sure she would, baby," Karen said. "I told you there must be some good reason why she loaned those tapes to you."
"I got so damned hot I had to jack off," he said.
"Why didn't you bring that hard-on home to me?"
"I couldn't wait," he laughed. "I either had to jack off or come in my pants. That's how hot I got thinking about Sally."
"What about now?"
"You mean, am I hot, still?"
She nodded.
"I'm always that way, Mom. You know that."
"And you know I'm willing anytime you want it," she smiled, going to him and cupping his cock and balls through his pants. She gave his prick a squeeze, kissing his mouth quickly.
"Take your clothes off," she whispered.
Karen had put her summer sweater and wrap-around skirt back on after Sally left. She now lifted the sweater over her head and tossed it on the floor. She pulled the flaps of her skirt apart, showing her son her hairy cunt. His cock throbbed into hardness as his pants fell to his ankles.
"You lie back on the floor and let mother do all the work, honey," she murmured huskily. "I'll fuck the piss out of that sweet cock!"
She stood as he sprawled back, his cock standing up very hard. She untied her skirt and threw it to the couch. Karen turned her back to his face as she straddled him. Squatting down, the cheeks of her ass parted, her asshole winking at her son. She took the base of his cock with her finger and thumb, rubbing the swollen head about her slippery, hot cunt. She drew the smooth head along the lips of her pussy, then rubbed it upon her swollen clitoris.
Leaning forward on one hand, her ass uplifted, she fitted the head of her son's cock into her cunt. Now she leaned forward with both her hands on the floor at his feet. She was excited to know her son could gaze at her winking asshole as she settled her hairy pussy upon his prick.
"You just watch mother's hot ass wiggle, Ricky!" she mewled. "You just be still and keep an eye on that ass! I'm going to fuck your delicious, hard cock silly!"
Karen felt her son's hands moving over the naked flesh of her ass as she began to bounce up and down. She pounded upon his cock vigorously, gasping loudly. She peered between her shaking tits, watching his cock and balls as her cunt devoured him. When her son began to rub at the tightness of her asshole with a finger, she increased the speed of her gyrating hips.
Feeling her son's cock throbbing deep within her cunt, she banged in an almost ferocious way, panting and squealing. Ricky was grunting from the pounding of his mother's hairy cunt against the base of his cock. He pressed his finger up her asshole, bringing a yelp of delight from Karen. As she came down with her cunt on his cock, his finger went deeper. The sensation of his prick inside her pussy and a finger up her asshole was almost too much pleasure for Karen. A storm of erotic sensations was building within her shaking, naked body.
"Oooo, baby, baby!" she wailed. "Fuck my hot ass... Oh, God, that finger... that cock! I love it, Ricky! I love the way that feels! My cunt... my asshole... both getting fucked! Go deeper up my hot asshole... real deep!"
Ricky already had every inch of his finger inside his mother's gripping asshole. He fucked it back and forth as she churned her ass, her cunt clasping his cock like fiery liquid. His balls were drawing up tightly at the base, and Karen gripped them, wanting to feel that delicious way they writhed when he came off.
Karen's ass twirled like a whirlwind as the orgasms burst deep inside her cunt. Her tits jiggled and her nipples felt as if they would melt from her body. She twisted and shook her ass riding up and down his cock with vigorous motion. Her pussy was squeezing her son's cock in those flexing waves of orgasms, sucking at it as though her pussy were desperate for the come juice to gush from his precious balls.
She slammed down hard on him, his cock deep inside her cunt, and began to grind furiously, yelping mindlessly with erotic ecstasy. Her cunt sucked hard on her son's cock, and when she felt him come off, his come juice spurting like a suddenly broken faucet, she screamed loudly. The come juice splashed along the sensitive walls of her hairy cunt, filling her until she thought his come would drown her. And still she whipped her naked ass violently, the motions uncontrolled in ecstasy.
She slumped forward, her legs spread out about his shoulders. She began to suck and lick at one of her son's toes, her cunt and asshole winking at him. While her body shivered with the hot glow of her orgasms, she felt her son caressing the rounded cheeks of her ass and the backs of her thighs. She pulled his big toe into her mouth and sucked at it, twirling her tongue.
After what seemed a long time, she rolled from him and sprawled out on the floor, her arms and legs wide. Her tits heaved up and down, and she gently rubbed at her hair-lined cunt.
"I don't think I'll ever move," she gasped.
"I'm gonna move," Ricky said. "I need a shower. I'm sweating bad."
He started to get up, but Karen quickly flipped onto her stomach and sucked his slippery, wet cock into her mouth. She began sucking on his prick, her tongue licking away the mingled come juice and pussy fluids. She sucked at his cock for a moment, then shoved her face into his crotch, taking his balls into her mouth. She made small, whimpering sounds as she sucked his balls, her eyes gazing up at her son's face.
Releasing his balls, she sat up, crossing her legs and playing with her tits. "Now you can go shower," she giggled. "But don't start playing with your cock. If you get hard, you come to mother, you hear me?"
"You can wash my back," he said, standing up. "And my cock and balls, too, Mom."
She watched her son leave, her eyes on his tightening ass cheeks. At the entrance of the hall, he turned and flipped his cock at her, then disappeared.
Karen sat there for a while, thinking how pleased her son would be that evening. Finally she started toward the bathroom to wash her son's back--among other things.
Her legs were still weak, and she wondered how she could have come so much in one single day and still move.
Somehow she made it into the bathroom where her son was standing under the spray. She had never felt so weak, nor so tingly. The sensation was fantastic. Sliding the shower door back, she reached for the soap in her son's hand. A glance at his cock caused her to giggle.
"My God, are you getting hard again?"
Her soapy hand wrapped about Ricky's prick and she slowly stroked it. She scraped the bar of soap about his back as she jacked his cock, now and then cradling his balls for an affectionate squeeze. She soaped his ass and thighs, then wormed a finger into the crack. She thrust her finger up her son's ass slowly, still jacking his cock. A moan from Ricky told her how good it felt to him.
"You sure know how to make a guy feel good, Mom," he grunted.
Her fist closed hard about his cock as it slid back and forth, soap bubbled almost concealing it. With each down thrust on her fist, she stabbed her finger into his tight asshole. "How do you like getting fucked in the ass, Ricky?" she teased. "Maybe it's only a finger-fuck, but you're taking it up the ass just the same."
"Good, real good, Mom!"
She felt his prick throbbing hotly, his asshole clenching about her ramming finger. It was obvious that Ricky would probably come again if she kept this up. But she didn't want him coming off in her hand. They could do that later if he wanted. At the moment she wanted his cock inside her, and specifically, inside her asshole. There was a burning tingle that had become familiar to her since he first fucked her up the ass.
Karen climbed into the shower with her son. "Wash my back," she murmured, handing him the soap. Turning, she writhed with pleasure as he soaped her skin.
When his hands began to move about her ass, Karen arched it backward, mewling with pleasure. She loved to be touched on her ass, and her son's hands could start fires within her cunt. She wiggled her ass against his hands as she shoved back.
"Mmmm, wash mother's ass, honey," she murmured softly, her flesh tingling. "Wash my ass cheeks and my asshole."
She felt his hands sliding up and down the crack of her ass, gently at first. Then his hand became insistent, pressing and rubbing. The soapy feel against her asshole created a heat inside her and her cunt pulsated again.
The ring of her asshole clenched tightly and she pushed even harder against him. She was leaning against the wall of the tub, her face pressed there, her hands above her head. From the waist down, she was arching provocatively back for her son. The cheeks of her ass shivered as she twisted for his pleasure, and hers, too. Ricky would press upon her sensitive asshole, rub it a little, then scoot his hand between her hot thighs, cup her hairy cunt, then back up to her asshole again. She could feel the head of his cock rubbing upon the creamy backs of her thighs, the dripping juices like boiling liquid on her skin.
"Ohhh, you have to do more than rub me, honey," she said with a thick voice. "Stop teasing mother this way! Do something besides rub my asshole and cunt!"
"What do you want me to do, Mom," she heard him giggle from behind her. One of his hands had come around and now clutched a flawless tit.
"You know what I want," she urged, shoving her ass back tight.
"You wanna cock up the ass, Mom?"
"Yes!"
"A prick in your hairy cunt?"
"Yes, yes!"
"You want a cock up your cunt and a cock fucking you in your asshole and you want to suck on a hard cock, too, right?"
"Yes, fuck yes!" she screamed.
"Then why don't you say so?" he laughed, pressing his finger up his mother's asshole.
"Oh, you little shit!" she moaned. "You're getting too fucking big for your britches. You're not supposed to tease me this way... you're supposed to fuck me!"
"How do you wanna get fucked, Mom?" Ricky said from behind her, his finger working in and out of her thoroughly soaped asshole, his other hand squeezing at her spongy tit.
"Any fucking way you want to fuck me, damn it!"
"You gotta tell me how, Mom."
"In my ass!" she screamed at him. "In my cunt... in my mouth! Fuck me in my ass and my pussy and cock sucking mouth, that's where I want you to fuck me, Ricky!"
"Only one place at a time, Mom," he said in a tight voice as his finger plunged in and out of hr constricting asshole. "I can only fuck you in one place at a time."
"Up my ass!" she screamed, wiggling her ass furiously. "I want your cock in my fucking hot asshole!"
"Okay," he moaned.
She felt her son's swollen cock sliding into the crack of her hot, velvety ass. She began to whine with pleasure as her asshole tingled, her cunt almost convulsing. The feel of Ricky's cock between the cheeks of her ass sent ripples up and down her spine. She was just tall enough, and he was just short enough, to accomplish this standing up.
With her ass arching way back, her tits and face pressing against the shower wall, she moaned with ecstasy as the distended head of her son's cock pressed upon the tight heat of her puckered asshole.
Ricky wrapped his arms about his mother's waist, moving his hands up until he clutched her two springy tits. He dug his fingers into the flawless tits as he pressed his cock upon her asshole. For a moment, teasing herself, Karen tightened her asshole against the entrance of his cock. But she could not keep it tight long. The sensation of burning ecstasy was too much for her.
A soft scream bubbled out of her throat as Ricky's cock speared up her steaming asshole. She shook her ass almost in a frenzy when Ricky rammed his cock fully into her ass. Then she clutched the rings of her asshole about his prick and it was almost too tight. For a moment Ricky was unable to move, unable to plunge his cock in and out of his mother's asshole.
Then he was driving in and out.
"Oooo, shit, shit!" Karen whimpered. "God, that's heavenly. Ricky! That feels so damned good... your sweet cock fucking me up the ass! Ohhh, honey, pour it to me! Ram mother's ass! Fuck mother's ass! Ooooo, so hard, so fucking hard! I love it, Ricky, love it! Fuck me, fuck my asshole!"
The soap on their bodies created a slippery surface, and they slid against each other. The soap about her asshole and on his cock made the thrusting easier. Karen could feel each throb of her son's cock as it went as deep as he could plunge it. That throbbing feeling stretched her asshole in burning delight, waves of pleasure flowing to her hairy cunt, that ecstatic storm building once more.
His hips slapped upon her rounded, arching ass cheeks, his balls swinging back and forth. Karen was clawing at the slippery surface of the stall, her cheek pressed upon it, the spray of water stinging their bodies as Ricky fucked her almost violently in the ass.
She shook and wiggled, twisted and writhed her naked ass while her son's cock drove in and out. Her clitoris was about to burst with the ecstasy tingling through it. Her cunt lips, soaked, twitched as though sucking something. There was a tremendous orgasm swelling inside her body, from her head to her toes. Her stomach rippled, and not just from the way she wiggled her naked ass. The rippling there was caused by the ecstasy, by the muscle-trembling pleasure of her son's cock fucking up her flexing asshole.
When the orgasm struck, it seemed as if her whole body had become a flaming orgasm. She wailed loudly against the wall of the shower, her ass shaking, her asshole clutching tightly at Ricky's still throbbing hard, driving cock.
"Do it!" she yelled. "Oh, do it, Ricky! Come, damn it, come! I'm going to fall on my fucking ass if you don't hurry up and shoot that sweet come juice up my hot asshole! I won't be able to stand much longer... you'll come in my face, my hair, my... "
Ricky's cock exploded!
Karen felt it stretch her asshole as if it had become twice as large. The powerful throbbing sent gushes of foamy come juice deep into her receptive ass. Karen's asshole closed about her son's cock, flexing in waves of tight ecstasy, drawing the precious come juice from his balls and into her ass.
She began to slump, her knees finally unable to hold her body up. She knelt in the tub, her head hanging over, and felt a final squirt of her son's come juice splash upon her back, near her neck.
"I don't think we should shower again together," she whispered, turning her head and kissing the tip of his cock.
CHAPTER TEN
Karen had a difficult time getting her son out of the house.
She had come up with a flimsy excuse, and finally sent him off to the store a few blocks away. Ricky looked at his mother oddly, knowing something was up. She seldom asked him to do any shopping, and he knew they had plenty of milk already.
She had gotten her son out of the house just in time.
Sally appeared at the front door a few minutes later, at the time they had agreed upon. She came in with giggling delight, wearing tight jeans and a boy's shirt. She pressed against Karen, hugging her and squealing as her hand clutched the cheeks of the older woman. Karen could not resist a few feels of the succulent girl, and ran her hands about the small body, rubbing at the little ass, the fine tits. Then she released Sally and held her shoulders, looking into those sky blue eyes.
"You're sure, Sally?"
"Oh, yes, Karen," Sally gurgled.
"You know my son is going to fuck you?" Karen said softly.
"That's why I'm here."
Taking Sally's hand, Karen led her to the bedroom. The bed was queen size, and plenty large enough. She watched as the eager girl undressed, recalling their time together. The small tits were exposed, and Karen could not resist sucking the sweet nipples for a moment, licking her tongue about the sugary, smooth mounds. When the jeans were rolled down, Karen went to her knees and nuzzled her face into the delicious young cunt, swiping her tongue up and down the pussy slit. When Sally turned to climb onto the bed, her tantalizing little ass waving, Karen shoved her face into it and kissed those teasing ass cheeks.
Sally turned onto her back, spreading her legs out wide so her almost hairless cunt was revealed. She placed her hands behind her head, her feet pointed toward the door. Karen stood in the door for a moment, looking at the girl. It was very difficult to stay away from her. Her mouth watered with the desire to suck that beautiful young cunt once, quickly before her son returned.
She waited in the living room, fighting to keep away from Sally. There was no need to stay away, but she wanted to surprise her son. It might shock him if he came in and found her face buried between the slim thighs, slurping hungrily at Sally's cunt. Her own pussy was throbbing hotly with anticipation. She would enjoy watching her son's cock fucking that young cunt, she knew. But she also knew it would be impossible for her to simply sit and watch.
Ricky came in with the carton of milk.
She followed him into the kitchen, and when he put the milk away, she turned him about and held him close, grinding her hips against him. She held his ass tightly and felt the hardness of her son's prick against her thighs.
Drawing away, she lifted her skirt and arched her hips outward. "Eat my pussy, honey," she said in a husky voice. "Lick mother's hot, hairy cunt! Just for a moment, okay?"
With a grin he dropped to his knees before her. Sliding his hands up her thighs, then around her hips, he dug into his mother's tight ass cheeks, pressing his mouth down and between her thighs. His tongue snapped into her cunt, then raked up hotly over her clitoris. Taking his mother's clitoris between his lips, he sucked hard, his tongue lapping the sensitive tip.
Karen gurgled and held the back of his head, holding his face in tight to her cunt. His young face was almost surrounded by the thick curls, his nose buried. But his eyes sparkled up at her with eager pleasure.
"Mmmmm, you suck my cunt so nicely, Ricky," she mewled, grinding into his face. "I bet you'd love to suck Sally's little cunt, wouldn't you? Would you like to shove your tongue up her sweet cunt and fuck it, tongue fuck Sally's pussy? Would you love to fuck her pussy, baby?"
His eyes became fiery as he listened to his mother's words, his tongue darting into her cunt and wiggling about, his lips wide and sucking on her cunt lips and clitoris as his tongue plunged.
"Would you lick her sweet tight ass?" Karen went on with a thick sound. "Would you lick her ass, Ricky? Would you let me see you run your tongue up and down her little asshole... in her pussy... over her tits? Would you let mother watch you do those things with her?"
"Mmmm," her son replied. "Mmmmm."
Holding his head tight into her cunt, she bent her knees to shove her cunt all the better against his mouth. She was going through wave after wave of orgasm as his tongue darted and licked.
Her body shook for a while, then stilled. She pushed his face from her cunt. His cheeks and chin were wet with her juices. She leaned over from the waist, kissing him on his lips. "Take your clothes off, baby," she murmured. "Mother has a nice surprise for you."
"We've done everything, Mom," he said, getting out of his clothing. "Have you thought about something we haven't tried?"
"Mmmm, I think so," she smiled mysteriously at him, her eyes gazing longingly at his cock. She stroked his prick as he held her shoulder to step out of his pants. "You know, Ricky, I think I love this cock of yours. I mean, really love it."
She took his hand then and began to lead him down the hall to the bedroom and where Sally waited.
She paused at the door, keeping her son from looking in. "Close your eyes for a minute," she whispered.
As her son stood with his eyes closed, his cock standing up hard, Karen clutched it. She peered into the bedroom and looked at Sally. The little girl had taken a pillow and placed it beneath her sweet little ass, her legs wide. The hairless and sugary cunt was fully revealed, as were the small, succulent tits and rigid pink nipples. Sally's eyes sparkled with eagerness and she was grinning at Karen.
"Ready?" Karen asked, and heard her son mumble as Sally grinned almost lewdly at her.
She squeezed her son's cock.
Karen pulled her son into the doorway, warning him to keep his hands over his eyes and not to peek.
She had him stand there for a moment, letting Sally gaze at him. Sally's eyes glowed with steaming heat as she stared at Ricky's cock. His prick was standing out and upward, angled toward the bed. Sally licked her lips as her eyes took on a dreamy sheen. She ran her hand down and caressed her fine, sugary cunt, her eyes never straying from Ricky's cock and balls. Karen thought she saw those creamy sweet lips of the little girl's cunt twitch with eagerness.
"You can open your eyes now, honey," Karen said softly.
Ricky dropped his hands, and his eyes popped wide when he saw Sally. The girl was still on her back, ass on a small pillow, almost hairless cunt teasingly showing. His cock lurched upwards and a soft moan escaped his constricted throat. His mouth hung open with surprise.
"Mom, that's... that's Sally!"
"It sure is, baby," Karen laughed throatily. "We thought we would surprise you."
"You sure did!" Ricky said, gripping his cock and moaning once more. His eyes burned toward the girl, riveted between her widely spread thighs. His expression said he didn't believe this.
"She's waiting for you, Ricky," Karen whispered. "Sally is waiting for you. See how pretty her cunt is? That little pussy wants your cock, darling."
She pressed at his back, urging him toward the bed. Ricky moved stiffly, gazing at the sweetness of Sally's young cunt. Sally lifted her arms to him, twisting her hips slightly.
"Don't you like me, Ricky?" she whispered. "Don't you wanna do something with my cunt?"
"Ohhh, shit!" Ricky muttered.
He climbed onto the bed, looking away from that succulent cunt for the first time and glancing at his mother. Karen nodded her head.
His hand shook as he moved it up the inside of Sally's thigh slowly. He gently ran the tip of his finger up and down Sally's cunt, over her slightly exposed clitoris. His cock lurched with urgency as another moan came from him.
"I... I think I might... come!" he grunted.
"Not yet!" Karen said quickly. "Don't come yet, Ricky. You've got to have your cock in her cunt when you come."
"You better hurry, Ricky," Sally mewled, arching her crotch up. "If you're gonna come, you better hurry and stick your cock in my cunt!"
Much too eager to question how this came about, Ricky moved between Sally's thighs. Karen, standing at the side of the bed, slipped her hand down and grasped her son's cock at the base, guiding it to the tightness of Sally's steamy pussy. As the rounded head pressed upon her cunt, Sally whimpered softly, her eyes dreamy.
Karen, her own eyes blazing with erotic pleasure as she watched her son's cock press between those delicious cunt lips, felt an explosion between her thighs. She held her son's cock until he pressed her fingers between him and Sally.
Sally was gurgling with ecstasy, her almost hairless cunt stretched about Ricky's throbbing prick. Karen clutched at her lower stomach as orgasms sent thrill after thrill through her.
"Fuck her, Ricky!" Karen urged in a hot, tight voice. "Fuck Sally! Oooo, her little cunt is stretched... stuffed with your hard cock, honey! Fuck her! Ohhhh, fuck her good, baby!"
Karen moved her hand to her son's bunching ass as he began to thrust in and out of Sally's gripping pussy. Her other hand slipped under Sally's writhing ass. She clutched those two young bodies, her fingers digging into the firm flesh, her eyes gleaming. Ricky was on his knees, holding Sally's hips, stabbing his cock deep and fast. Karen was delighted to see his cock sliding in and out of this young cunt, and it thrilled her to see those sensitive pussy lips holding his cock. It was the cunt she sucked and licked, tongue-fucked, and it was the cock she had taken into her own cunt, her asshole, and into her mouth.
Sally had slipped her hot little hand up between Karen's thighs, and now cupped the hairy cunt. Karen felt those fingers squeeze her pussy, and Sally's twisting ass continued to grind against Ricky's plunging cock.
Moving her hand between her son's thighs, Karen clasped his swinging balls, pulling and twisting them as he fucked vigorously into Sally's flexing cunt. The moist sounds filled the room with the soft murmurs and sighs.
The excitement of fucking Sally was too much for Ricky. He slammed his cock into her tight cunt, holding his hips there. His face contorted as a loud grunt exploded from his mouth.
"Ooooo," Sally gurgled hotly. "You're coming, Ricky! Ohhh, I can feel you coming... coming in my cunt! Golly, I like that feeling! I love feeling your cock spurting in my pussy!"
Karen's eyes glazed. She felt her son's balls become tight as he squirted come juice into Sally's heated cunt. She felt Sally's ass cheeks flex, and she heard the little girl yelping that she, too, was coming. The word seemed to be coming from a great distance, a low roar in Karen's ears. Her own cunt, still cupped by Sally, now had a finger inside it, and it was in the clutch of a most powerful orgasm. The hairy lips of her cunt squeezed at Sally's buried finger time and again, and her knees were wobbly as she stood at the side of the bed.
Turning, she sat on the bed with panting sounds. She saw her son through a film of haze when he pulled his cock from Sally's pussy. His body was shadowy as he sprawled next to the little girl.
All three gasped and struggled to recover. The fucking had not been that strenuous--it had been the excitement that exhausted them.
Karen didn't remember when or how she had undressed. At first she wore her clothing, and the next thing she knew, she was as naked as her son and Sally.
She lay between the two, and they were fondling her body. They played with her tits, licked and sucked the firm flesh and sensitive nipples. They ran their hands up and down the rippling skin of her stomach, took turns moving through the thick hairs of her cunt and feeling her up. Sally was delighted when Ricky shoved his face into his mother's cunt and licked it, his lips sucking. She was even more delighted when he began to tongue-fuck her own cunt.
Sally finger-fucked Karen to another orgasm as Ricky plunged his tongue in and out of her quivery cunt, bringing the little girl to orgasm after orgasm.
Ricky's cock seemed to have perpetual hard-on, much to the delight of his mother and Sally.
"I wanna suck on it," Sally said when Karen found it necessary to turn on the light beside the bed. "I wanna suck your cock, Ricky, like they do on those tapes."
Ricky, always ready for a blow-job, lay back and arched his prick high.
Karen watched while Sally knelt over her son, struggling at sucking a cock for the first time in her young life. But Sally loved it, and she was filled with erotic determination. She managed to get all of Ricky's cock into her mouth, her eyes flashing with delighted pleasure. She ran her lips up and down his cock, squealing and whimpering with ecstasy. Her eyes remained open, blazing with steaming desire.
Her smooth ass was lifted in the air, her knees drawn underneath her succulent body. Karen ran her hands about the creamy little ass while Sally sucked wildly, frantically, on her son's cock. Karen worked a finger into Sally's tight cunt, fucked it in and out, increasing the hunger of the little, cock sucking mouth. Sally wiggled her naked ass, mewling softly as she bobbed her cute, sweet face up and down Ricky's throbbing cock.
"Make him come, Sally!" Karen urged, plunging her finger in and out of Sally's cunt. "Make my son come in your cock sucking mouth! Take his come juice, honey... make him spurt his come juice down your hot, cock sucking throat!"
Sally squealed with a muffled reply, her lips tight and wet, racing up and down Ricky's cock with a desperate hunger. Ricky moaned and lifted his hips up, driving his cock into Sally's mouth as she came down. Sally had gotten the hang of it, and easily sucked every inch of his prick, her chin striking his hairless balls as she went down. As she sucked up, she held the swollen head with fiery lips, her tongue racing about his dripping piss hole.
"There!" Ricky groaned. "There it comes!"
Sally's eyes grew huge as Ricky's cock gushed, filling her mouth with the precious come juice. The taste surprised her for a moment, but she quickly began to suck up and down again as his cock spurted time and again. Thick, white come juice flowed from the stretched corners of her lips and onto his balls as she fought to swallow it.
Karen felt the small cunt squeezing her finger, telling her Sally was in the clutch of erotic orgasms, too. Even if Sally's cunt was not squeezing her finger, the sounds that came from Sally told of her ecstatic orgasms.
Hunger came on them, and Karen prepared sandwiches and milk for her son and Sally. They all sat on the bed, cross-legged, as they ate. There was a great deal of chatter, lewd talk of things they wanted to do with each other. Sally was delighted to find someone she could enjoy herself with. Ricky was almost out of his mind with excitement. Karen, amused at the excitement of the two young ones, found that she was just as excited.
The snack finished, Karen told them of something she wanted to do, something they would enjoy.
"But how will you get fucked or licked?" Sally wanted to know.
"Tonight is for you two," Karen smiled. "My turn comes later. Besides, I get just as much enjoyment of using my mouth as I do my cunt, Sally."
"Me, too!" Sally giggled. "I didn't know it was so much fun to suck a cock off! It's almost like having it in my cunt."
Karen laughed. "You're just a born cocksucker, like me."
"I guess so," Sally giggled, stroking Ricky's cock into firm hardness again. "At least I like to suck Ricky's cock off. And I love it when he comes in my mouth! It's really sweet!"
"I know, honey," Karen grinned, leaning over to run her tongue over the smooth head of her son's cock as Sally pumped her tight fist on it. She pulled her son's cock into her mouth and sucked it. Sally leaned down to watch, but her cunt was burning again.
Knowing this, Karen released Ricky's cock and pulled him around on the bed until his ass was almost hanging over. "You straddle him and take his cock in your cunt, Sally, with your back to his face."
Karen squatted at her son's feet and watched the little girl straddle his hips, giggling with lewd excitement. Karen reached for her son's cock with one hand, Sally's succulent cunt with the other. She fitted her son's cock into Sally's cunt, and as Sally settled upon it, told the girl to lean back. Karen had a beautiful, unobstructed view of her son's cock stretching the almost hairless cunt this way. The tiny clitoris throbbed and glistened.
"Fuck Sally, Ricky," she murmured hotly, leaning her face into his cock and her cunt. "You fuck Sally's pussy because I'm going to lick and suck on your balls and run my tongue up and down her wet, sweet cunt. I'm going to give you both a nice thrill with my mouth while you fuck!" Ricky began to move his cock up and down. Sally used her legs to hold her weight off him, so as not to hinder his up and down motion. Karen shoved her face into her son's cock and Sally's almost hairless cunt. She shot her tongue out as far as she could, running it about her son's writhing balls, up the base of his cock, and then over the fine, stretching slit of Sally's cunt and finally sucked with her lips at the girl's distended clitoris.
Karen repeated this many times, licking with the flat surface of her tongue, going from her son's balls to Sally's inflamed clitoris. Both Ricky and Sally were whimpering and squealing with erotic ecstasy.
Karen mewled as she licked balls, cock and cunt almost at the same time. Squatting as she was, her cunt was burning just from her desires. She had one hand on the small hip of Sally, the other on her son's thigh. She gurgled with ecstasy as her tongue moved up and down. She pulled her son's balls into her mouth and sucked them, enjoying the way Sally's wet, hot cunt scraped and rubbed at her nose. She could feel the flexing of Sally's cunt on Ricky's cock when her tongue raced up and down, and the way her son's balls became tight when she had them inside her mouth.
She had her son's balls in her mouth when he started to come. She felt his balls draw tight and writhe, and she quickly released them, racing her tongue up the cunt-wet base and over Sally's inflamed clitoris.
"I'm coming!" she heard her son shout.
"Oooo, me, too!" Sally screamed.
Karen sucked hard on Sally's clitoris and felt her son's cock throb against her chin as he gushed come juice into the girl's tight cunt. She tasted come juice seeping from the squeezing, convulsing lips of Sally's pussy, and her tongue lapped it up, letting it burn down her throat.
When Sally and Ricky stopped trembling, she sat back on the floor, her knees drawn up to her tits, grinning happily up at them. Sally sat next to Ricky, and Karen watched them feel each other up, kissing like eager lovers.
Fingering her hairy cunt, Karen realized this could be the start of something exciting in her life, in her son's life. Sally was very eager, and totally uninhibited. She would do anything when it came to sex, Karen realized, remembering something Sally had said that first day together.
