Many people feel an overwhelming attraction to other members of their own family. When suppressed, this attraction often leads to agonizing emotional troubles. When expressed, this stigma sometimes means feelings of guilt and shame that are almost impossible to overcome. Indeed, incest is a subject that has been shunned by society from the earliest memories of man.
Those of us who have these unfulfilled desires are often driven to torment over our needs. These desires have driven people even to the brink of insanity-or worse.
EAGER BEAVER MOM-is the story of a woman and her teenage son who are forced by their desires to come to grips with turbulent emotions. What happens to them when they confront these emotions together reveals their ability to be honest with themselves and to be unafraid of their own inner feelings.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Sara Williams didn't know how much longer she could stand it.
She was always looking at those lovely boys, the front of their pants, seeing sweet, inviting lumps-and the girls, so sweet and lovable, long, coltish thighs and sparkling eyes, small, tight asses. Her hands itched every time her eyes strayed down to a bulging cock or a small, rippling ass. Her mouth would water and her cunt would start pulsating.
It would not be so bad, she thought, if it were just the other boys she looked at. She could do that and dream, her mind ever so erotic. She could gaze at those lovely bulges and sweet little ass cheeks and let her imagination go wild. She could imagine the swelling of those young cocks, those delicious, precious balls. She could feel, somehow, what it would be like to have one of those young pricks penetrating her hairy, sensitive cunt, filling it, stretching it, fucking it and making her come and come and come.
Nothing was wrong with that. Everyone had certain, secret, erotic pleasures they enjoyed fantasizing about, and Sara was no different.
At least Sara tried to convince herself of that. But Sara knew she was different.
She was different because it was the front of her son's pants that gave her the most voyeuristic pleasure.
Her son's cock, her son's balls, her cunt, her son's cock and her cunt ... fucking...
The idea was exciting. She knew such thoughts were supposed to be wicked, but she didn't care. She had tried to keep her eyes away from his pants, away from that teasing bulge, from what she just knew was the loveliest, most beautiful cock of all.
Her son's cock....
Sara was thirty years old, and her son had been born when she was still a teenager. Although she knew who his father was, she was sure the man was unaware that he had a son. She had never told her son, Merle.
Sara had tried to be a good girl all her life. But it was a losing battle. There were fires within her body that she could not stifle. Those fires burned hotly from an early age, and they seemed to become hotter as she grew older.
Then she remembered the date she had with Merle's father-she had been unable to keep those fires banked.
She and the young man had gone to a movie, then had a late burger. While at the movie, they had cuddled closely, kissing and hugging until Sara thought she would go out of her mind with desire. She had allowed the boy to fondle her swollen tits, her nipples about to burst. She had, without the boy knowing it, come a dozen times as she sat in the seat of the car next to him. She had managed, accidentally, to brush her arm or hand over his hard cock a number of times. Those brief touches of his cock had sent her cunt into turmoil, spasming so tightly that she had been unable to keep the soft groans silent.
There was a pasture near the road, and they stopped. After more heated kisses, the windows of the car almost steaming up, and without any words between them, they had gotten out of the car and walked a ways into the pasture.
There, in the light of a full summer moon, the boy had undressed Sara. She had shivered and shook with eager anticipation, moving so he could remove every stitch of clothing. Then she had lain there, the boy's eyes taking in her young beauty. Her tits, full and round and proudly firm, seemed to stand on her chest like inverted bowls, topped by bright pink nipples set upon pebbled flesh. The hair of her cunt was soft as silk, curly and tight.
Her honey-blonde hair framed her sweet, innocent-looking face, her sky-blue eyes sparkling with heat as she lay there, thrilled as his eyes moved up and down her body. The hair at her cunt was blonde, too, almost pale. The lips of her fiery cunt pulsated with readiness, and her clit felt swollen and thick.
When the boy lowered his pants, Sara saw her first cock.
She swallowed hard, her eyes amazed by what she was seeing. Her mind was screaming to have it where she wanted it-up her flaming cunt.
She reached, felt the heat and hardness of his cock. The feel of his cock sent her naked body into tremors of ecstasy.
"Put it in!" she hissed, spreading her long legs as wide as she could. "Oh, hurry and put that in me!"
The boy, as excited as she, moved between her creamy thighs. As the swollen head of his cock penetrated her cunt, Sara screamed. But it had not been a scream of pain. The sound that came from her was pure, unadulterated ecstasy.
Brazenly she grabbed the boy's ass with both hands, grinding her cunt hard and desperately against his plunging cock. She loved the way that hard cock throbbed between the wet lips of her cunt, stretching it, filling her pussy with that best of all pleasures.
Sara tossed and thrashed her naked ass about in the pasture with mindless ecstasy, clawing at the boy's bunching, bouncing ass-cheeks, urging him to greater efforts by saying every word she had heard to describe the act of fucking.
Although Sara had not known it at the time, she had been blessed with the ability to come almost at the instant a cock slipped into her scalding cunt, and the orgasms seldom stopped until her pussy was filled with thick, creamy come juice.
By the time the boy came off inside her, she had gone through a series of tight, consuming orgasms that had rendered her young, shapely body into total weakness. She had lain there in the light of that full moon, her nakedness exposed to the boy, her rounded ass writhing against the grass, her hands molding her tight, arching tits.
That night, her son had been conceived.
She had not seen Merle's father since that night. She had been disappointed, wondering why. After a period of gloom, she realized there was a change in her body, and understanding what it was, she removed what money she had from her savings account and left home, never to return.
Sara made no effort to contact her parents, and she didn't know or care if they tried to find her.
Sara, being intelligent and a quick learner, had found a job that offered opportunities. Through the next few years, she climbed into a position of responsibility with the small company and now, at the age of thirty, she had
JO a comfortable income.
At first, the sadness was still deep, but it soon wore off when she found men were attracted to her. She lived with a man for a time, then another. Those arrangements didn't work out for her, and she began fucking on dates only, refusing to move in with any of them.
After a few years, she stopped fucking anyone.
She went through a period of guilt, of shame. She couldn't control the rampant emotions when a man was near, holding her, caressing her.
The only solution, she thought, was to stop dating completely.
She had been unable to stifle the heat between her long thighs. Her fingers were in use each night, plunging into her constantly wet cunt, bringing herself to orgasm after orgasm, whispering in the darkness to some phantom lover, urging him to fuck her cunt raw. She also began to collect every photograph she could find of people fucking and sucking and doing any number of delicious things. The fact that some of the pictures depicted a woman licking a hairy cunt made no difference ... it, too, excited her.
What puzzled Sara most was why she was denying herself, tormenting herself by staying away from men. She had no reason to hold back. There was no one she had to answer to except herself. And Sara had long ago come to terms with her intense erotic nature.
But this new thing ... this gazing at those boys, so young and handsome, and especially her son, Merle.
There was no doubt in her mind that she would have no problem seducing any one of those young boys whom her son was friendly with. They were all at an age where they wanted to peek at the mysteries underneath a woman's dress, of what it would feel like to have the hot, wet lips of a tight cunt wrapped about their hard cocks. She was certain they talked about it all the time, her son included.
Looking at them made her cunt ache with desire.
And looking at Merle, especially the front of his pants, and in particular when he wore those cut-off jeans, his strong, slim thighs exposed, had sent her cunt into spasms of convulsions.
During the past six months, she had been indulging in fantasies about her son, feeling neither shame nor guilt.
Her son, so young and, presumably, innocent of sex, of fucking, appealed to her more than the others. She fantasized about teaching Merle, introducing him to the mysteries of her body. She fantasized about letting her son explore her body, play with her tits, squeeze them and suck on them. Show him how to fondle and caress and rub her hairy cunt, to rub her clit and finger-fuck her to orgasms. She dreamed of his hands on her tight, curvy ass, kneading the swelling cheeks as she squirmed beneath him, whimpering with delight.
She wanted to see his joy as his cock slid into her wet, hot cunt. She wanted to see his face twist with the most erotic pleasure possible. She wanted to teach him everything she knew about fucking, and have him do everything she had ever dreamed about fucking. She wanted to teach her son to enjoy doing those things with her body.
But would he be interested? Did he know about fucking?
She watched Merle and the single little girl in his group more than the others. Merle had become close to this young girl, she discovered. They were still young enough to wrestle about, and as she watched them, it became obvious to her that Merle had a hard-on. She strained her eyes, smiling.
Sure enough, the front of Merle's cut-offs bulged with his hard cock. She smiled even more.
The little girl, Pamie, was looking at the same bulge.
Sara felt her cunt squeeze with a reflex. She shoved her hand to the front of her skirt and pressed it into her cunt, moaning softly with a sudden stab of pleasure. As she watched, Merle and Pamie, holding hands, went around the side of the house. Running from the living room to the kitchen, her fist still tight against her cunt, she saw them as they started toward the garage.
The front of Merle's cut-offs strained with his hard cock. Sara, more excited than usual, sensed what her son and Pamie were up to. She slipped from the back door as Merle and Pamie entered the garage. She sneaked quietly to the single window on the side of the garage.
She peered into the gloom. Her son and Pamie stood facing each other, the expressions on their young faces intense.
Do it, Sara was urging them in her mind. Do it, damn it!
Pamie, apparently more bold than Merle, pulled the crotch of her shorts to one side.
Sara sucked in air. The little girl's cunt, at first, looked bald. Her eyes smoldered as she strained to look. She saw Pamie take Merle's hand and bring it to her exposed cunt, placing it between her thighs.
The window through which Sara was peeking had one pane broken. She could hear them whispering, the words clear, words that sent ripples of ecstasy moving up and down her flesh.
"Come on, Merle," Pamie was urging. "Take it out and let me feel it. You liked it last time."
So, this was not the first time, Sara thought, excitedly.
She could hear her son gasping, but what interested her most was that he pulled aside his cut-offs. Her eyes became glassy when she stared at her son's cock for the first time. Her cunt almost convulsed as she gazed hungrily at his prick. The head of his cock was a bit larger than she would have suspected, with a piss hole dripping sweetness from it. She felt a burning, desperate desire to have his cock plunging into her cunt.
Pamie closed her fingers eagerly around Merle's cock, and it was evident to Sara that the little girl knew exactly what she wanted.
Her small fist jacked back and forth on Merle's prick and Merle's hand began to move between Pamie's golden thighs.
"Rub it on me!" Pamie urged in a thick voice.
Merle was willing, and Sara stared as the head of his cock pressed against the puffy slit of Pamie's cunt. Pamie kept a tight grip on Merle's prick, jacking it faster and faster as they both stared down at the contact, hips arching forward.
Sara could not resist shoving her hand underneath her skirt and placing her palm between her trembling thighs. She rubbed her hand back and forth on her panty crotch, feeling them become soaked with the seeping juices of her cunt. Her eyes remained wide and excited as she watched her son and Pamie. Pamie's exposed cunt was glistening with the moisture from Merle's cock now.
Merle now held Pamie's hips tightly as he arched his prick against the girl's cunt. Seeing this, Sara felt her cunt spasm.
The intense pleasure she felt, watching this, made Sara forget where she was. She slipped her hand into her bikini panties and now had a finger thrusting into her gripping cunt. Her eyes blazed with erotic pleasure, watching her son rub the head of his cock about Pamie's cunt.
She felt an urge to enter the garage, strip her clothing off, sprawl out lewdly, her cunt lifted, and plead with her son to fuck her.
"Are you gonna come, Merle?" she heard Pamie ask.
"Yeah," her son replied.
"Oooh, do it on me!" Pamie squealed. "Come on my pussy!"
Sara watched Pamie's hand pump faster on her son's cock, with her son digging his fingers into Pamie's hips. Sara's finger was deep inside her cunt, the hairy lips contracting about it as she began to come herself. The cheeks of her ass clenched tightly as the convulsions ripped through her. Somehow she managed to keep her hissing breath low and soft, not wanting Merle or Pamie to know she was spying on them.
Sara could not stop her whimper of ecstasy as she saw her son's cock spurt creamy, thick come juice. It splashed and coated the lips of Pamie's cunt. The only thing that prevented Pamie and Merle from hearing her gasp of ecstasy were their own moans of pleasure.
Merle shivered, and he sank down to his knees, while Pamie dropped to her curvy little ass, both of them breathing hard. Her son's cock was still shoved from the fringe of his cut-off jeans, gleaming with wetness.
"Oooh, that made me come, too!" she heard Pamie giggle, like a naughty child.
Sara turned and slipped silently from the window, moving back to the house, forgetting that her hand was still inside her panties, that she was holding her twitching cunt. The image of what she had seen continued to burn inside her mind.
Her hand remained inside her panties and cupping her cunt until she was inside her bathroom.
She was shaking visibly as she ran water into the tub, her lovely face holding an expression of intense delight.
Her son, she now knew, had a deep interest in sex.
Perhaps, she thought, as she removed her clothing and slipped into the hot water, he had inherited her own erotic desires.
She knew that what her son and Pamie had done was only an indication of what was to come. Both Pamie and Merle would soon be fucking, she was certain. One thing would lead to another, and her son's cock would not be satisfied long by pressing and rubbing against that sweet-looking cunt; it would want to be inside, feel the wet heat wrapping about it, the friction of intense fucking.
Lying back in the hot water, Sara began soaping her swollen, firm tits, twisting her tingling nipples as ideas whirled inside her mind.
CHAPTER TWO
"Merle," Sara called.
It was late evening, and she wore a long, clinging nightgown. Her blonde hair gleamed in the light of the lamp next to her. She sat on the couch in the living room, her back resting against the arm, her feet drawn up. In her lap was a collection of her prized porno pictures.
During her bath, she had fought a struggle with herself. The urge to touch her son, caress his cock, had become a burning flame.
If Merle should show hesitation, and she didn't think he would, then Sara was prepared to force the issue. She would show him there was nothing to be ashamed of.
"Yeah, Mom," he replied from down the hall.
"I've got something to show you, honey," she called back, her voice trembling with emotion.
"Be there in a second."
Sara kept her pictures half concealed on her lap, waiting, hardly breathing. She felt no apprehension, only an anxiety.
She saw Merle entering the living room. He had showered and was ready for bed, wearing pajamas. His hair was still damp from the water. Her eyes lingered on the front of his pajamas, but there wasn't anything for her to see; the pajamas were too loose.
"Yeah, Mom?" he asked, coming toward her. "What did you want to show me?"
She pressed against the back of the couch and patted the cushion. "Sit here next to me and I'll show you, darling."
Settling close to his mother, she felt the heat of his young body, and her cunt began to twitch with eagerness. She placed her hand over the stack of pictures so he couldn't peek at them.
"You know, baby," she said softly, "you're about ready to shave, aren't you? I think I see the beginnings of a moustache there."
"Aw, come on, Mom," he said, flushing at her teasing.
She had lied; there was no fuzz on his upper lip.
Boldly, she said, "Here. Have you ever seen anything like this before, Merle?"
Merle gasped when she moved her hand. "Mom, that ... that girl's naked!"
"She sure is," Sara mewled softly.
Merle leaned over and stared at the picture. The photo depicted a young woman, tits revealed. She was sitting in a chair, with her legs wide. Her hairy cunt seemed to blaze vividly at the young boy.
"Well? Have you?"
"Gosh! That's something, Mom!"
"Yes, it is," she murmured, watching his face, seeing the excitement in his eyes. She wondered if his cock was swelling, becoming hard. "Have you ever seen a girl naked before, darling?"
He shook his head, his eyes glowing as he examined the picture closely. "Want to see some more?" she asked hoarsely.
"You have some more, Mom? Let me see!"
She began showing him the pictures, one at a time. With each one his eyes became bigger, hotter, and he was gasping with obvious excitement.
She showed him pictures of men fucking women, of hard cocks sliding into hairy cunts. She showed her son pictures of women with thick, hard cocks stuffed between their eager, hungry mouths, and of men with their faces buried, almost concealed, into the hair-lined cunts of ecstatic-looking women. There were a couple shots of a man shoving his cock into the ass-holes of three different women.
The more Merle saw, the more excited he became. Trying to make it appear accidental, Sara allowed her elbow to brush along the front of his pajamas. She felt his cock, throbbing and beautiful. There was a burning sensation between her thighs, and Sara almost came.
She had saved one picture until last. When she showed it to her son, his eyes turned wide. It was of a picture showing two men, both shoving a cock into the woman's mouth and in her stretching cunt at the same time.
While her son panted and gazed, Sara said in a soft voice, "I know what you were doing with Pamie this afternoon. I watched you in the garage, honey. I saw everything."
A flush came over his young face and he tried to look away from his mother.
She took his chin and pulled his face up. "Don't act embarrassed, baby. I saw Pamie jack you off, watched you come on her little slit."
His pink color deepened.
"I said don't be embarrassed," Sara said, her voice firm. "There's nothing wrong in what you two did. I did those things when I was a little girl, too. I understand very well."
"You ... did?" he asked, looking as if he had a hard time believing his mother actually had done the same thing. "Really, Mom?"
"I did," she said, smiling. "It was fun, and I used to do it often. So you see, baby, it's all right if you and Pamie play around."
"You're talking funny," he said.
"Oh? Funny how?"
"The words you're using."
Sara laughed, a low, husky sound. "Are the words funny when you and Pamie use them?"
"That's different."
"I wouldn't say that." She smiled at him, letting her arm brush his cock bulge at his pajama bottoms. "If you can say things like cock and jack off and pussy, so can I."
"Mom, why did you show me those pictures?"
Sara caught the tremble in her son's voice. She also saw an eagerness shining in his young eyes, saw how they seemed to keep coming to rest on her arching, swollen tits.
Deciding it was time to be bold with him, especially since he had that beautiful, sweet hard-on, Sara watched his face closely as she placed her hand directly on his cock. She closed her fingers around it, squeezing. She felt the hard, hot throb of her son's cock against her hand, felt as if the hardness burned a searing message up her arm, down her body, and flamed hotly between her thighs.
Merle's eyes widened and became almost glazed, but she saw the delight there, too. She wasn't sure, but she thought her son had actually arched his cock into her hand. She gave him a tight squeeze, and her son grunted with a gasping delight.
"Why did I show those pictures to you?" she repeated his question and gave his cock a few short jerks inside his pajamas. "Because, honey, I'm hot! I haven't had any of this-" she jacked up and down his cock to emphasize her meaning, "-in a couple of years. I want you to ... to fuck me, darling."
"Oh, wow!"
She saw his eyes burn down on her tits, his mouth half open with awe. Still clinging to his cock, feeling that hardness through his pajamas, she brought her other hand to the neck of her nightgown. Hooking her fingers into it, she pulled.
Her flawlessly shaped, firm and upstanding tits spilled free, her dark, rubbery nipples erect, tingling with heat.
Again Merle gasped.
"Touch them, honey," she urged, jacking up and down his cock with a tight fist. "Touch mother's tits ... play with mother's tits! Ohhh, squeeze my tits and twist and pull my nipples! Ahhh, darling ... I want to fuck you so very much!"
She pulled his head down, and when his mouth covered one of her rubbery nipples, she felt her son suddenly close his hot lips about it and start to suck, his tongue twisting and twirling. He was making groaning sounds, his breath hot against her naked tit. She jacked up and down his throbbing cock, intensely excited with the hardness. She felt the front of his pajamas grow moist where the swollen head pressed. With a quick motion, she found the fly of his pajamas and slipped her eager hand into it. She pulled at his cock, removing it, her hand tight about the hard shaft. She jacked him almost frantically now.
She mewled while her son sucked her tit, thrilled when he began squeezing the other one. Whether or not he had ever felt up a firm tit like hers, he was doing a very good job of it now, she thought with a reeling mind.
"Wait," she whispered. "Just a minute, darling."
He lifted his face and she saw the burning desire in his eyes. It was going to be fine, she knew. He would fuck her ... he would fuck her gloriously.
"Look, Merle," she whispered throatily and pulled her gown up past her thighs, bunching it at her waist.
Her son, almost whimpering with pleasure, gazed at her cunt. He saw the pale-blonde hair, curly and tight, the puffy wetness of those pink cunt lips, and the tip of her glistening clitoris poking from the moist folds.
"Touch it, baby," she urged. "Touch mother's cunt! You can pretend I'm your girlfriend, if you want, and feel me up and play with my pussy. And I'll play with your cock and jack it the way Pamie did. I'll make you come, Merle! Mother will make your sweet cock come all over the fucking place!"
Merle's hand raced between his mother's thighs unhesitatingly, moving his palm into the wet heat of her bushy cunt. He was making low grunts of excitement as he felt her pussy, a finger moving into the tight lips instinctively. Sara jacked on his lurching, throbbing cock swiftly, eagerly parting her long thighs, arching her hairy cunt into his moving hand.
"Ooooh, finger-fuck that cunt, darling!" she whimpered as her ass began to toss and churn. "Fingerfuck mother's hot pussy, baby! Oohhh, fuck my hairy cunt, Merle!"
All the pent-up desire and frustration was coming out of Sara now. She was doing what she had been wanting to do with her son for a long time. Wantonly, she writhed and twisted her ass about on the cushions of the couch as his finger plunged in and out of her cunt, her own hand jacking almost in a frenzy on his throbbing cock.
But she did not want him to come ... not now.
"Take those pajamas off!" she screamed. "Take them off and fuck me, Merle! Ohhh, I want your sweet, hard cock up my cunt, fucking it! I don't want anything between us ... just our hot, naked skin!"
Merle, overwhelmed with excitement, shoved his pajamas to his feet and stepped out of them. Sara gazed with smoldering eyes at her son's prick and balls. A tuft of hair was at the base, and his balls, those sweet, precious balls, were totally devoid of hair. He looked so delicious, so succulent.
"The top, too!" She was almost sobbing with eagerness, her ass never still.
The pajama tops left him quickly, and Sara pulled her son on top of her, spreading her creamy, long thighs wide. She slipped her hand between their bodies, clutching at his hard cock, bringing that swollen head to her hairy cunt. She felt the head of her son's cock probe at her pussy, and then Merle pressed forward. The head of her son's cock slipped into her fiery cunt, and Sara gurgled as she closed her satiny thighs around his hips. He was short enough so that his mouth was near her bursting tits. Sara guided one rigid nipple into it. Her other hand was gripping a cheek of his tight ass while she began to thrash, grinding her cunt into him.
"Ooooh, so good!" she wailed hotly. "You can suck mother's tit and fuck her at the same time!"
Merle had some problem for a moment catching the rhythm of her gyrations, but once he did, he began to plunge his cock in and out of her cunt, bouncing his hips between her hot thighs with amazing speed.
Already, Sara's cunt was in convulsions.
Her pussy closed on her son's cock as he thrust it in and out. His mouth sucked wildly on her hard nipple, sliding from one tit to the other, gasping loudly. Sara threw her head back, her eyes closed as ecstasy flowed through her. She wailed loudly as she churned her naked ass up and down, her ankles locked around his thighs, gripping the cheek of his bunching ass with strong fingers.
This was much better than she had fantasized. Feeling her son's cock up her cunt, fucking her so eagerly and enthusiastically, sent Sara's mind soaring into erotic, blissful ecstasy. Her cunt was in the clutches of a powerful orgasm, wave after wave crashing through her, searing her body and mind. She kept a tight grip on his wiggling, grinding ass, her fingers digging into his flesh, her other hand holding the back of his head as he sucked vigorously and hungrily at her swollen, burning tits.
Nothing had felt this good ... nothing.
The sound of her son's grunting, the heat of his breath on her naked tits, his body pressing upon hers, his cock pounding like fury into her greedy cunt, it was the best fucking ever for Sara.
"Ohhh, bang it, Merle!" she shouted, thrashing about with shattering orgasms. "Bang mother's hot cunt! Ooooh, baby, baby! Fuck my hot cunt! Fuck the piss out of mother's hot pussy! Fuck it ... fuck me!"
Suddenly Merle was no longer sucking her tits.
He had lifted his head, his neck taut. She opened her eyes and looked into his face. His young face was contorted with the sweetness that rumbled through his body. He was grunting through clenched teeth, his cock ramming in and out of her cunt swiftly. She felt his hairless balls beating against the creamy cheeks of her grinding ass, and she lifted her hips until her son was almost on his knees, still pounding excitedly into her greedy, clinging cunt.
"Let it go, darling!" she screamed. She was now holding his ass-cheeks with both hands, very tight, her fingers digging into the flexing flesh. "Let it go! Squirt it to me, Merle! Give mother that sweet come juice! Let me have it
... let my cunt have that delicious come juice! Come in mother's cunt ... fill it! Flood my fucking cunt with that come juice, darling!"
She felt her son's body go stiff, his cock buried deep inside her fiery pussy. She felt his prick jerk, watching his face screw up with intense ecstasy.
Then he came.
"Ooooh, beautiful!" Sara gurgled, feeling his come juice spatter the hot, satiny walls of her cunt. "You're doing it! You're coming in mother's cunt, baby! Oh, you're coming in my cunt! Ahhh, so fucking good, feeling your cock squirt that sweet come juice up my cunt!"
Merle slumped on top of her.
Sara caressed her son's back, feeling him tremble as his cock slipped from her cunt. She felt the warm come juice seeping from her pussy and smearing the cheeks of her ass and inner thighs, her clitoris still tingling.
She kissed her son's neck and shoulders, holding him until he recovered.
"Was that good, Merle?" she asked softly. "Did you like that fucking, honey? Isn't this better than jacking on Pamie's little cunt?"
"Ow, Mom!" Merle gasped, sitting up on his knees. His cock glistened from being inside her wet cunt, and she kept her legs spread around him, letting her son gaze all he wanted at her hair-rimmed cunt, knowing it thrilled him.
"You didn't answer me," she prompted.
"It's better," he grinned, his eyes shining. "Wow, is it ever better!"
She struggled from her gown until she had it off, tossing it to the floor.
"Those pictures got you going, huh?" she grinned, teasing him. "But this is better than pictures, right?"
"Mom ... you're prettier than those women in the pictures. Do you have any more? I bet Pamie would like to see them, too."
Sara laughed, again in her throaty sound. "I don't think we should let Pamie see them, honey."
"Aw, Mom. She'd like it."
She looked at him for a moment. "I suppose next you'll want her with us."
Merle's eyes widened. "Could she, Mom? Pamie is my very best friend. I bet she'd like to be with us. Would you let her, Mom?"
She didn't answer, but gazed at him, seeing the erotic excitement in his eyes. Finally she said, "Look at your cock. I believe you're getting another hard-on, honey!"
"You gonna let me fuck you again, Mom?"
She had gone through those months of frustrated suffering for nothing, she thought. All she had to do was let her son know. All she had to do was show him those pictures. Maybe not even that. Maybe if she had simply grabbed him by his cock and told him to fuck her months ago, he would have done so happily-
"You want to fuck again, so soon?" she teased, taking his cock in her hand, delighted that he was ready. "Do you really want to put this in my cunt again? Was I that good of a fuck, Merle?"
"Yeah!"
Giggling with erotic pleasure, Sara twisted about until she was on her hands and knees, her head resting on the couch, and waggled her creamy, rounded ass invitingly.
"Fuck me this way, baby! Oooh, I love to fuck like this, from behind!"
CHAPTER THREE
Merle stared at his mother's naked, waving ass.
The boy was mesmerized, highly excited. This was much different, much better, than hiding in the garage with Pamie, jacking off onto her smooth, succulent cunt.
Sara, glancing over her shoulder with glinting eyes, watched her son's face. The excitement was there, evidenced by his throbbing hard-on. Her cunt, pooched from her creamy thighs, was burning as much as it had earlier, perhaps more now that she had no doubts about her son. Within a matter of hours, he had taken to this and was already using those lewd words his mother enjoyed saying.
The enjoyment her son was getting from looking at her naked ass, seeing how she lifted it openly for him, unhesitatingly and without shame, caused Sara to tremble with erotic delight. She had always been a bit of an exhibitionist and now she could give full rein to those desires. The very fact that it was her son looking at her lewd position almost made her come.
"Well, honey," she murmured with a thick, sultry voice, her eyes smoldering, half closed, "are you going to just sit there and look at my naked ass all night? Surely you can think of something you'd like to do with it?"
"Yeah," he groaned, gripping his cock tightly. "I wanna fuck it, Mom! I wanna fuck your ass good!"
"I don't see anyone trying to stop you," she replied, waving her uplifted ass wickedly. "It's for sure I won't stop you."
Eagerly, Merle went to his knees behind his mother's waggling ass, his cock brushing over the creamy, velvety flesh of her ass cheeks, leaving a trail of searing wetness. Sara shivered, a soft whimper of anticipation coming from her. She arched her back so her ass stuck higher into the air, her cunt pooching from her satiny thighs. She mewled when her son began to finger her ass, trailing his hands along the backs of her thighs. She felt him run his finger down to her knees, then up again. Her naked ass shook.
"Oooh, baby, baby!" she crooned, wiggling her upturned ass invitingly. "Oh, do it now! Fuck mother now! Ahhh, fuck mother's hot ass now, darling! Merle, oh baby! Stick that hard, sweet cock up mother's cunt and fuck it-now!"
She screamed as the swollen head of his hard cock penetrated her pussy. She thrilled to the swollen head sliding into her pussy, stretching her sensitive cunt lips. She felt his hard prick go deeper as he held her hips. She could hear his gasping delight as her hairy cunt closed around his cock.
She hardly breathed as her son pressed his cock farther into her eager cunt. Her body shivered with the ecstasy of blissful anticipation of his cock being buried into her hungry pussy, fucking her.
Merle slammed hard and deep.
"Ooooh!" Sara wailed.
She could not hold the sound back as he shot his prick into her pussy, the sensation so intense, so beautiful. She felt her son's cock throbbing between the hot lips of her cunt, his precious balls resting against her knotted clit. His lower stomach was brushing the cheeks of her ass, his thighs pressing at hers. Merle didn't move for a moment. He held himself pressed into his mother's cunt, savoring the tight heat that consumed his cock. His soft gasps thrilled Sara as she began to slowly wiggle her naked ass, moving it back and forth, fucking his cock as Merle held himself rigid. She knew he was looking down at her ass, watching her ass-cheeks part, the pucker of her ass-hole and the way her hair-lined cunt clenched his cock. She closed her eyes, letting the ecstasy wash through her.
Unable to keep her lewd movements in slow motion, Sara began rocking her ass back and forth swiftly, fucking her son with her bubbling, squeezing cunt. Each thrust of her pussy brought a grunt of pleasure from him. The muscles of her cunt clawed and squeezed at his hard, throbbing cock, flexing about it, sucking on it. She felt her son's hands dig deeper into the flesh of her hips, and then he was fucking into her receptive cunt with a matching motion.
"Ooooh, good, baby," she gurgled huskily against the cushions of the couch. "Oh, that's so nice ... so fucking nice! I love it, Merle! Oh, God, how I love a cock up my hot cunt! Fuck it, darling! Ooooh, fuck mother's hot, wet cunt!"
Sara knew her wild, wicked fuck-motions would inflame her son's young desires. She felt his cock plunge with speed now. She loved the way he held her hips, bringing her ass back as he slammed forward, his cock going deep. His balls struck against her distended clit time and again, and Sara began to squeal with the swelling orgasms he produced inside her steaming body. The moist sounds his cock made as he drove in and out sent her mind into an erotic reeling. She was wet, very, very wet. His cock was very hard.
And it was so good.
She heard him grunting loudly as he banged against her naked ass faster, felt his fingers digging into her flesh harshly. It seemed that she could feel his cock growing even larger, becoming thicker and longer.
Her cunt exploded.
The orgasm was intense, powerful, making her body shake violently. Her ass twisted wildly and her tits jiggled. She clawed the cushions of the couch, wailing with mindless ecstasy. She was moaning for her son to come, to gush his precious, delicious come juice into her cunt.
Then her son shouted.
He plunged his cock as deep as he could into her gripping cunt, holding it there as his body went stiff.
Sara felt her son's prick swell and throb through the tightening convulsions of her cunt. Then his come juice was spewing from his flaring piss hole, splashing sweetly as it flooded her pussy. Sara's body trembled with intense pleasure as her son gushed and squirted, filling her hungry cunt with thick, creamy come juice. Her eyes were closed again, her facial expression blissful.
She moaned a protest when she felt him pulling his cock from her clinging cunt. She wiggled her ass a few times, then slumped to the floor, turning to lean against the couch and look at her son through hazy, smoky eyes. Her knees fell apart and her tits seemed to be very tight, her nipples quite rubbery with hardness.
Merle had sprawled on his back, his cock glistening from the wetness of her cunt, his balls looking empty and loose.
When Merle finally began to breathe normally, he held his head up on one elbow, looking at his mother. His young eyes gleamed with happiness and excitement. His eyes roamed over her arching, shapely tits, down her flat stomach to the triangle of her curly cunt hair. Sara sat and let him look all he wanted, knowing his enjoyment. She had a smile on her face, her own eyes twinkling with pleasure.
"I bet you're the best fuck in the whole goddamn world, Mom," he said in childish pride. "Just wait until Pamie and I are in the garage again! She's gonna be jealous."
Sara watched his face, affection obvious on her own. "You're going to tell Pamie about this?"
"Oh, I won't do that, Mom," Merle said quickly. "I'm just gonna tell her I fucked, but not who."
Sara stretched her foot out, stroking her toes over her son's slippery cock and hairless balls. "I should hope you wouldn't go around talking about this. A girl has a reputation to maintain, you know."
"You wouldn't let me fuck you anymore, right?" Merle said. "I mean, if I told anyone about it?"
"That's a possibility, honey," she replied. Her toes moving on his cock was causing it to swell again. "A girl never-likes her guy to kiss and tell, you know."
Her eyes could not stay away from his cock as it started to become hard again. His cock was such an amazing thing, she thought. The sheer youth of it appealed to her, excited her. it would take a great deal of hot, heavy fucking to wear that beautiful cock out, she decided happily.
"You wouldn't mind sticking your cock up Pamie's pussy, would you?" she teased.
"I sure wouldn't!"
"Don't you have any close friends? Boys, I mean?"
"Sure," he said. "I know lots of guys."
"What if one of them wanted to fuck me?" she asked, her foot teasing his cock and balls. "Would that make you jealous?"
"Aw, no, Mom."
"Why not?"
"I think it would be fun," he replied. "Watching you fuck would be fun."
"But if you had Pamie, you might not have any cock left over for me," she teased, feeling the hardness of his cock on the sole of her foot. "You might get tired of mother's pussy, and want to fuck hers all the time."
"I'd never get tired of your cunt, Mom," he said quickly, not sure she was teasing.
She laughed, twisting about and sprawling on the floor, with her cheek on his thigh. She gazed at his cock and balls. It was obvious to her that Merle would love to shove his cock into Pamie's succulent cunt.
It would be fun, she thought as she stared at his swollen cock, if her son could induce little Pamie to join them. Perhaps she would have to help him. After what she and her son had done this night, she knew he could easily handle two hot girls, fucking them to satisfaction, despite his tender age.
Merle was looking up at the ceiling, and she detected a faraway expression on his face. Perhaps he was dreaming of getting sweet little Pamie with them, fucking her and his mother at the same time. She turned her face on his thigh and kissed the smooth flesh.
"Mmmmmm," she heard him moan as her hot, moist lips began to suck tenderly on his thigh flesh, the tip of her tongue licking wetly.
"You like that, honey?" she whispered as her tongue traced hot circles on his thigh.
"It's nice, Mom," he moaned, twisting his ass on the floor as he looked down at her.
"Do you remember those pictures?" she asked, waving her hand at the stack on the table, her lips resting on his thigh.
He nodded.
Sara pulled at her son's thigh, working her lips along the inner smoothness near his balls. "Well, I'm a very good cocksucker, too, I believe," she whispered.
"Huh?"
She lifted her head, looking into his face, a smile on her full, moist lips. "I think I'm a very good cocksucker, darling."
His eyes went huge. "You are? I mean, Mom ... really? You like a guy's cock in your mouth?"
She nodded, her eyes gleaming. "I love it in my mouth."
"And you suck on it?"
She nodded again.
"Really, Mom?"
Merle, she saw, was showing a deep interest in what she had said. His eyes blazed with eagerness. "What do you do when a guy comes?"
"Mmmmmm, he just comes, that's all." She laughed lewdly.
"In ... in your mouth?"
"That's the only way," Sara gurgled.
"Darling, if a girl is going to suck a guy's cock, she should be willing to let him come in her mouth, too. I love it! I love to feel a guy coming off in my mouth!"
"You do?" His eyes were huge.
"I do."
"You really like it if a guy comes in your mouth, Mom?"
"I think it's the best part of being a cocksucker, honey," she murmured throatily. "And your mother just happens to be one damned good, enthusiastic cocksucker!"
His eyes flamed. "Suck my cock, Mom! Do it for me!"
She wrapped her hand about his throbbing cock, pumping up and down, watching the moisture collect at his piss hole. He arched his hips up, trying to brush the head of his prick against his mother's lips. Sara laughed at his eagerness. She felt his prick throbbing in her fist. She ran her palm over the smooth, wet head, then coated his cock with the slippery juices. The head was very swollen, glistening in the light. He had come three times already, once on Pamie's sweet little pussy, and twice as he fucked her. Sara wondered if her son could come off once more.
She moved her other hand along his thigh and cradled his balls, feeling them writhe in her hand. She moved her tongue out, licking at his thigh, working her face upward slowly, eyes wide and watching her target.
Her nose brushed his balls and she felt him tremble with anticipation. She nuzzled her face into his crotch, feeling the heat of his balls and the hardness of his cock. She rubbed her face back and forth against his precious balls, then on his slippery cock. She ran the flat surface of her tongue up and down his cock, licking away the slippery juices she had smeared over it. Her son held his head up, watching her with glowing, excited eyes.
Sara ran her tongue along his balls, then finally drew them both into her hot, wet mouth. With a mewl of pleasure, she sucked gently on his balls, stroking her hand up and down his cock. As she sucked on his balls, she thought how good it was going to be with him.
She moved her tongue along the underside of his cock. She flicked her tongue about his seeping piss hole, swallowing the juices. Then Sara opened her lips and sucked his sweet cock head into her mouth. His cock was hot and wet, very slippery, and she loved the taste of it. It was so sweet, so hard, and so delicious to her.
Her son's eyes burned down on her face, watching as her lips writhed around the head of his cock. She held her hot, starving lips tightly around his cock, her tongue lapping the smooth head as she created a strong suction at his piss hole. Although her eyes were wide open, Sara saw nothing. She was feeling, experiencing the best of all pleasures, every part of her attuned to pleasing her son at this moment.
Sliding her lips down, she pulled the full length of her son's cock into her mouth. She felt the rounded head probe at her throat, her lips pressing tightly at the base. The tuft of wiry hair tickled her nose, his balls against her chin. She held her son's cock deep inside her mouth, sucking hard on it as she started drawing upward.
Her tongue scraped against his cock, pressing it against the roof of her mouth. The way Merle's prick throbbed in her wet mouth sent boiling ecstasy roaring through her naked body to her cunt. She was on her side, sucking at his prick. She lifted one knee, shoving her hand along her rippling stomach and cupping it between her long thighs. She began to rub at her cunt, fingering and smashing her inflamed clitoris. She writhed and twisted her naked ass, pumping her hips to and fro as her son looked from her tightly stuffed mouth to her grinding cunt.
With her finger now plunging in and out of her hairy cunt so her son could watch, Sara began to suck on his prick vigorously. She made blissful sounds deep in her throat as her beautiful face bobbed up and down, her honey-blonde hair waving with her head motion.
Merle began to hump up and down. He was grunting with the wet heat of his mother's mouth on his cock. His eyes turned swiftly from her fingerfucking to her stretching lips. He reached down and placed a hand on the top of her head, thrusting his hips as his mother sucked on his prick.
The hardness of his cock gave Sara a special thrill, unlike any she had ever felt when she had sucked on a cock before. Sara found that having her son's cock inside her mouth was more enjoyable than she felt in years. His cock seemed to be just the right size for sucking. It felt comfortable between her lips, still leaving her room to lick with her tongue. His cock stretched her lips, but in a sweet way, and it was just long enough to probe at her throat without making her gag or choke. She loved to have her lips tight at the base of his cock so his pubic hair could tickle her lips, his balls tight against her chin. She clutched one tight cheek of his ass, her finger digging in to urge him to fuck her mouth as hard and fast as he wanted.
Her finger plunged in and out of her hairy cunt, and she made sure he could watch it by keeping her legs wide apart.
She felt it when his prick began to throb with a more urgent manner. She flashed hot messages up to him with her glowing eyes, her expression letting him know that she wanted his come juice, wanted it to splash into her mouth, fill it and run down her throat.
She removed her finger from her cunt and her hand from his ass, lifting her shoulders so Merle could fuck his cock into her mouth as if it were her cunt. She began to moan and gurgle with delight as he fucked hard, knowing he was quickly approaching his discharge.
With her lips very tight, very hot and wet, she gurgled gleefully as he plunged his cock in and out, fucking her mouth. Her tits brushed his shaking thighs, making her nipples stand out hard and tingle with pleasure.
"Mom!" Merle shouted. "Oh, Mom! I'm gonna do it! I'm gonna come! I can't ... oh, I can't stop it! Mom, I wanna come!"
Sara mewled an answer as her eyes burned upward into his face. She gripped his cock as tight as she could with her lips, her tongue flying hungrily at it. He was fucking her mouth in a frenzy now, and she felt his body shaking as his cock swelled and became harder in her mouth.
The first spurt of his cum juice splashed on her tongue.
Sara's eyes rolled as she tasted the sweet thickness of her son's come juice. It coated her tongue as he spurted again. She squealed with ecstasy as she swallowed the sweetness, her tongue racing over his flaring piss hole, lapping it as the come juice shot into her mouth. Her cheeks ballooned outward as he gushed, and although her mouth was filled time and again, Sara didn't lose one precious drop. Her slender throat worked with a moist, gurgling sound as she swallowed.
She smashed her cunt upon the floor, the cheeks of her naked ass writhing and bunching as she came. She knew she was pounding her hairy cunt against the floor, grinding her cunt against it as the orgasms exploded in her pussy.
When Merle lowered his trembling ass back to the floor, his cock no longer spewing that sweetness, Sara continued to cling to his prick for a while, rolling her tongue over his piss hole. The delicious sweetness of his come juice lingered in her mouth.
"Four times," she murmured happily as she slipped her mouth from his cock. "You came four times today, darling. I think you and I are really going to have..."
She let the words trail off, but her smile was sheer lewdness as she stood up.
"Come on, guy, Time for bed, you little mother-fucker!"
CHAPTER FOUR
The more she thought about it, the better it sounded.
Merle had one special friend, a boy named George. She had seen him often with Merle and Pamie. He was a bit taller than Merle, and Sara wondered if he would be a good fuck. She wondered if George had played around with Pamie, too. Pamie, she felt, was such a hot little girl. There was little doubt in her mind that Pamie would not only be willing, but downright eager. It seemed to Sara that Pamie had been the aggressor in the garage, but then again maybe it was only wishful thinking. She recalled how the pretty little girl had looked, her succulent cunt exposed unashamedly, of how she had taken Merle's cock in her hot little hand, asking him to come on her pussy.
She had watched her son wrestling in the back yard with his friend, George. In fact, she had caught a glimpse of the boy's cock once as they thrashed on the lawn.
Dwelling on her son fucking Pamie while she sucked or fucked George, Sara decided it would be exciting if all four could get together. If she could get them to do anything, do it with out hesitation ... she hugged herself tightly.
She wore a pair of shorts and a small, tight halter. It was a warm day. The boys, Merle and George, were in cut-offs, as usual. Taking a glass of iced tea with her, Sara stepped into the yard. She sat in a patio lounge chair, leaning back with the iced tea resting on her stomach, the coldness of the glass feeling good. She watched her son and George roughhouse on the lawn.
Now and then she caught a flashing glimpse of their cocks inside the wide, frayed legs of their cut-offs. The glimpses were far too brief for her, though. Sara knew the excitement men felt when they caught an unexpected peek of a woman's thighs as she climbed from a car, and on occasion saw the tight band of her panties. What those men failed to realize was that women-some women-enjoyed the accidental exposure of cocks and balls.
Her cunt was pulsating as she watched the two boys wrestling. She kept her eyes on those shorts, and periodically caught the flash of precious balls, or the head of a delicious cock. She licked her lips, the desire to suck their pricks was growing strong in her mind, her slender, rounded body tingling with hunger. She knew all she would have to do was call her son, take him into the house and suck his cock off. But the desire to suck both those young cocks was intense.
Perhaps she should allow George to fuck her. Perhaps it would be fun to take them both into the house and strip naked before them, play with their young, firm cocks and make them come, watch that sweet come juice gush all over her face, her body, in her cunt, in her mouth, on her tits ... become drenched with young, delicious come juice.
She twisted her ass on the lounge chair, feeling the heat of the sun on her bare thighs.
Golden strands of cunt hair were sticking out from the tightness of her shorts, and she didn't mind at all. Give the boys a thrill, she thought as she watched them. There was a deep throb inside her cunt and her tight clitoris tingled. Her nipples had become swollen until they now protruded like two buttons against the small piece of material covering them. For a moment she thought about removing the halter, letting her shapely tits be naked to the sun and their eyes. But she was afraid George would be shy, or shocked, or something.
Merle, though, would be delighted.
She noticed they were no longer wrestling.
She saw her son glance at her while George got to his feet. They started toward the garage.
Whatever they were whispering about, Sara decided she wanted in on it. Her cunt was burning, and she suspected her son had told George about what they had done the night before, and now they wanted to talk in private about it.
"Merle!" she called. "Come here, honey!"
Her son stopped and turned to face her. George, too, looked her direction. There was something she saw in George's eyes. Deliberately, Sara moved her legs to each side of the lounge chair so that she was leaning back with her crotch fully revealed.
"You, too, George," she said. "Both of you come here."
She noticed the way George's eyes swept over her body. She placed the iced tea on the table, then brought her two hands up her stomach and held them just beneath her straining tits. Teasingly she worked a finger underneath the tight halter. She saw the expression on George's face become glazed, and her son had a tentative smile.
"Come here, both of you," she said in a louder voice.
They came, and she saw that her son's cock was bulging inside his cut-offs. Glancing at George, she saw that his cock, too, appeared hard. Neither, Sara was pleased to see, made any effort to conceal those beautiful lumps.
They approached her and stopped a few feet away. Merle seemed happy that she had called them, but George acted a bit nervous. It was George she looked at.
"I know why you two were going to the garage," she said in a low voice, slipping her fingers under her halter. "And I won't have you two whispering about me."
A flush came over George's face.
"That's right," she said. "I know you two were whispering about me. That isn't nice, you know."
George's face turned a bright red. But Merle was grinning happily. His eyes were watching her fingers beneath her halter, moving back and forth on her tits. His cock was straining out very hard, pressing at his cut-offs.
Sara shoved her halter to her chin. Her firm, round and shapely tits were revealed, her nipples bulging up.
"Look at these, George!" she said. "Look at these tits!"
The boy looked. His eyes grew huge, heat showing in them, then he lowered his eyes again.
"Look at me!" Sara said sharply. "Don't you like to see a woman's tits, George."
"I ... golly, I don't..." George stammered.
"Don't be so fucking bashful, George," Sara said, watching his head-jerk up. His gaze immediately rested on her tits.
Sara smiled as she twisted her nipples. This would be so easy, she knew.
George was trembling, and Sara took his hand in hers, slicing up to grip his wrist. Merle, watching his mother, moved to the other side of her lounge chair. Sara pulled
George's hand toward her tit. When she placed his palm on her rigid nipple, she felt a shudder go through him. She curled her hand over his, pressing his fingers into her springy tit, smiling up at him. George was staring at Sara's tits, surprise and pleasure combined on his young face. Sara did not have to pull her son's hand to her other tit; he placed it there on his own, and began to squeeze and play with it. She moved her eyes from the front of Merle's cutoffs to George's seeing his cock straining hard, outlined now.
"Why don't you two get on your knees?" she murmured softly.
They lowered themselves, Merle quickly and eagerly, but George a bit slower. He could not take his eyes off her tit, and Sara had to hold his hand there.
"Play with them," she whispered hotly. "Play with my tits! I want both of you to squeeze and play with my tits! Do it now, please!"
Merle needed no urging. He was fondling his mother's tit happily, twisting and pinching at her sensitive nipple, curling his hands about the creamy roundness. She had to show George what do to, what she wanted. But once he understood, she sighed and arched her shapely tits into their hands, closing her eyes to the pleasure.
"Suck them," she murmured with a throaty voice. "I want both of you boys to suck my tits ... my nipples."
George, excited now, lowered his face and began to suck at Sara's hard, throbbing nipple. As his tongue swirled, she felt her son tugging hard on her other nipple, his lips hot and greedy.
Sara newled with pleasure, those mouths so hot and wet. She dropped her hands and slipped them along their thighs, cupping them both at the crotch. She felt their precious balls, their hard, swollen cocks. Sliding her fingers under and into the frayed legs, Sara cupped her son's hairless balls and his friend George's. Merle, sucking greedily at his mother's nipple, molded her tit with both hands, making it stand up to take more into his mouth. Even George was sucking vigorously now, his tongue swirling and making sounds of wet pleasure.
Sara, with her hands inside their cut-offs, pulled and twisted on their balls, bringing grunts of ecstasy from them. Sliding her hands higher, she closed her fingers on her son's cock and that of his friend's. She squeezed, feeling their throbbing cocks in her palms. She began to stroke their cocks as they sucked with more eagerness on her tits.
Swinging her legs to one side, she stood up and took them by the hand. She looked very erotic with her halter at her chin, her firm tits fully naked and jiggling tightly.
"Come on!" she hissed, leading them into the house.
Sara pulled the two boys into her bedroom. Merle, knowing what was going to happen, slipped his shorts off quickly, his cock springing free and dripping with readiness.
"You, too, George," she said in a thick voice.
She lifted her halter over her head, then unzipped her tight shorts. She peeled them down, wiggling her hips, watching the boys with glowing, hungry eyes.
Shaking, George removed his cut-offs, then stood with a flush on his face, looking at Merle, then Sara. He seemed feverish, a bit fearful, but he could not stop peeking at Sara's naked body.
She lay back on her bed, spreading her legs wide and propping a pillow beneath her head and one under her hips. She was grinning lewdly, her eyes smoldering with intense desire at those two up-thrusting cocks. She was pleased when George shifted hid eyes to her thighs, gazing at her hairy cunt.
"Is this the first time you ever saw a cunt, George?" she asked.
He nodded, unable to talk, standing there with his cock hard and unable to take his eyes off her hair-lined cunt.
"Merle has seen one before," she taunted. "My son-likes a hairy pussy. He loves to fuck hairy cunt. Merle loves my hairy, hot pussy, loves to fuck it!"
She pulled Merle to the bed with her, her hand grabbing eagerly at his throbbing cock. She stroked it, still looking at George.
"Merle," she said softly, but hotly, "Let's show George how to fuck. Let him watch you get my hairy cunt around your hard cock. Maybe if he watches, he won't be so bashful."
Merle grinned and stroked her tits. "I don't think we have to show him to make him excited, Mom. George wants to fuck you ... he's just a little shy."
"Then he's going to have to get over that shyness if he wants any of my pussy," she said. Lifting her hand, she held it out for George. "Come here, baby ... you're going to get something nice and hot and wet!"
With a shaking body, George moved, his eyes still gazing between her long thighs. He looked as if that hairy cunt would devour him, unsure of what was going to happen. He climbed on the bed, and at her direction, knelt between her thighs. Sara, her ass uplifted by the pillow, spread her legs even wider for him.
"Merle, honey," she murmured, "suck my tits. I'm going to fuck his cock off!"
With a quick dart of her crotch, Sara's cunt swallowed George's cock. She squealed as her pussy stretched around his hard prick, and before George knew it, his prick was sucked into the fiery heat.
For a long time George was unmoving, gazing down at what her hairy cunt was doing to his cock. Sara felt the swollen head of his cock going into her heated pussy, and with another lurch of her hips, she pulled his cock deep inside, burying it. His balls were against the cheeks of her ass, sending shivers of ecstasy through Sara.
"Ahhh, yes!" she hissed tightly, her hips moving.
She began to churn her crotch up and down, fucking George as he remained on his knees, staring down as if he couldn't believe it was happening. Sara saw that her son was watching her cunt fuck his hard cock, and then Merle shoved his hand under her thrashing ass, closing his fingers tightly on a tight cheek.
"Ooooh, this is good! So fucking good!" Sara exclaimed.
"You gotta fuck my mom, George!" she heard her son saying. "You can't just stand like that, on your knees and let her do all the work. Come on, fuck her!"
Sara felt the amazed boy start to move. His cock began to stab in and out of her fiery cunt now, and she flexed her pussy around it, her hips pumping and churning with a frenzy of motion. She gripped her son's cock, pumping it as her cunt banged against George's swollen cock.
"Come here, Merle!" she growled huskily, pulling at her son's cock. "Come here and let me suck your hard prick, baby! I want to suck cock and fuck cock ... both at the same fucking time! Cock in my mouth ... cock in my cunt! Ooooh, hurry!"
Merle moved swiftly and eagerly, kneeling at his mother's head, his cock jutting forth. Sara, with her cunt beating rapidly against George's thrusting cock, whimpered with the ecstasy flowing through her naked body.
She turned her head. She felt her son's dripping cock brush over her lips, then tasted the slippery sweetness of it. She whimpered as her son pressed that swollen head of his cock into her mouth. She ran her tongue over his dripping piss hole as he moved his cock deeper into the wet heat of her starving mouth.
Sara wrapped an arm around her son's hips, her fingers holding his tightly bunching ass cheek, gobbling at his cock, sucking in a wet, noisy pleasure. Her naked ass kept bouncing and churning and thrashing furiously as George fucked her, and from the corners of her eyes, she saw him watching her suck Merle's cock. The wet, sucking sounds she made, the sloppy noise of her cunt riding on George's cock, sent her into a dervish of ecstasy.
George held Sara's hips, pumping in and out of her grinding cunt frantically, his balls banging against the writhing cheeks of her hot ass. Sara sucked hungrily on her son's cock, slamming her cunt up and down to meet the powerful thrusts of George's cock. Orgasms were swelling hotly in her body, and she began to ripple all over with the pleasure of it. She made soft, muffled, gurgling sounds around her son's stabbing cock, her beautiful face jerking back and forth as her lips sucked in a frenzy.
The way her son's balls rubbed against her cheek as she gobbled his hard, sweet cock, enhanced her erotic sensations. With hairless balls banging against her churning ass cheeks and the cheek of her face, her cunt being fucked deeply by a throbbing cock and her mouth stuffed with another, Sara thought for sure she would swoon from the ecstasy. She clawed at her son's naked, bunching ass, her fingers digging deep into the tight flesh. She scissored her satiny, hot thighs around George's hips.
Her son's cock was throbbing wildly now, and she glanced at him with fiery eyes. He was gazing at her thrashing, naked body, watching George fuck her hairy cunt, his excitement intense. She sucked harder, knowing her son was very close to squirting his sweet come juice into her mouth.
"I'm gonna come, Mom!" Merle shouted. "I just gotta come now, Mom!"
Her son's cock gushed into her mouth. Her mouth was filling. The thick, creamy come juice spewed over her tongue, then ran hotly down her throat. Sara swallowed, her tongue racing quickly around his spurting piss hole. Then she felt George ram his cock deep into her cunt. Her orgasm exploded powerfully just as she felt the first splash of his come juice inside her cunt.
Sara's body, naked and ever so beautiful, shuddered as her mouth and cunt were flooded with thick come juice.
Her ass slumped as George pulled his cock free of her still-pulsating cunt. He sat back on his heels, panting and puffing. Sara rested her cheek on Merle's thigh, her face almost against his cock and balls.
Although the boys showed exhaustion, she wasn't finished with them yet.
She shifted on the bed until she had them pulled close to her. She cupped their wet balls and cocks, pleased to find neither required much prompting now to fondle her sensitive tits.
She turned her head to her son, kissing his mouth with a playful thrust of her tongue. She did the same to George. But before she had time to run her tongue into his mouth, George had thrust his deep into hers. She sucked on it greedily, squeezing his precious balls.
George sucked at her tit again, and her son leaned over to watch. She felt their pricks swell again, as she began to stroke up and down.
CHAPTER FIVE
George moved his hand along Sara's stomach.
Writhing her naked ass on the bed between her son and his friend, Sara felt their cocks throbbing with eager hardness again.
George let his hand pause at the thick hair, his fingers barely touching the strands.
"Don't be shy," she said to him. "You can touch it. Feel my cunt if you want."
The boy moved his hand through the thick curls until he cupped her cunt, pressing lightly. Sara began to breathe heavier as the excited boy rubbed the sensitive lips of her cunt, smashing against her clitoris. The pressure between her thighs caused ripples of ecstasy to flow through her, the goose bumps chasing up and down.
Then George slipped a rigid finger into her pussy. Sara's hips lifted and a mewl bubbled from her throat. She felt him drive his finger deep, plunging it in and out. She heard his breathing as he fingerfucked her. Sara squeezed her son's cock, stroking it as her hips twisted. Merle, while his friend felt his mother's cunt, was again sucking on her tit, moving his tongue about Sara's swollen nipple.
"George," she whispered, her voice sultry. "Kiss it for me, George."
His finger stopped moving as he looked into her smoldering eyes. "What?"
"Kiss my pussy," she murmured, the words almost slurred because of her boiling desire. "Kiss my cunt, George!"
"Hey, I don't..."
But she refused to accept a negative reply. "Damn it, you little fuckface! I want you to kiss my hairy cunt, and I want you to kiss it right now-understand!"
She grabbed his head and pulled his face down, wrapping her legs around his neck when his mouth was against her cunt. She closed her thighs hotly, arching her grinding cunt against his face.
"Kiss it, fuckface!" she demanded fiercely. "Kiss my hairy cunt and kiss it right now! Do it, you little fucker!"
For a moment George struggled against her restraining thighs, but she closed them tighter, locking his face against her crotch, his lips pressing upon her bubbling cunt. His eyes gazed up at her, his nose surrounded by Sara's blonde cunt hair.
"Kiss my cunt!" she said again, her voice hissing.
Merle released his mother's tit, looking down at George's face. "You better kiss, George," he said. "My mom might not let your face out of there for a couple of days."
Sara giggled. "Wouldn't that be nice ... holding your face in my cunt that long?"
She began to grind her crotch into George's surprised face, pressing her cunt against his closed lips. But George could not resist, and his lips moved. He kissed her cunt.
Sara tightened her grip on his head. "Oh, that was just a teeny kiss. You can do better than that. Use your tongue, George ... lick it! Lick my hot cunt and make me come in your face! Tonguefuck my pussy, George! Fuck my cunt with your tongue!"
The boy's eyes were huge, but she felt his tongue moving. She gurgled in pleasure as he lapped up and down the slippery lips of her pussy, over her clitoris. When he dipped his tongue into her cunt again, it seemed to tighten.
"Fuck it!" Sara squealed ecstatically. "Fuck my cunt and make me come, George!"
Her hips arched and twisted, grinding her pussy into his face. Through the ecstasy of having her cunt licked and sucked, Sara felt a sadistic thrill course through her. Forcing the boy to lick her cunt was exciting, but she knew, too, that it was only a matter of time before he would be pleading to suck her cunt.
He was now thrusting his tongue in and out of her gripping pussy, speeding up. His eyes still gazed past the thick bush of her cunt hair, but now they were burning with hungry desire.
She lifted her hips, grinding her cunt into his face almost harshly, but George didn't seem to mind at all now. His tongue plunged deep, licking at the walls of her pussy, then dragging it out and up to twirl around her inflamed clitoris. While George darted his tongue in and out of her cunt, she retained her tight grip on her son's throbbing cock, pumping it. She saw Merle's delighted interest as he watched George lapping at her pussy.
"So good," she whimpered, pumping on her son's cock and thrashing her hips up and down.
She no longer had to keep her hot thighs around the boy's head; he licked and sucked with a hungry delight on his own. She felt his hands slide underneath her gyrating ass, cupping her ass-cheeks.
"Ooooh, eat me, eat me, eat me! Suck my cunt, George! Ahhh, tongue the piss out of my hot, hairy cunt!"
Merle was intensely excited, watching his mother swing her naked cunt up and down, his cock throbbing powerfully, her words sending delicious sparks through his young body.
Sara's cunt was contracting around George's tongue, her orgasms coming with surprising swiftness. She gurgled with pleasure as she came, the lips of her cunt flexing around his delving tongue with satiny, wet heat.
"I'm coming!" she screamed loudly. "You're making me come! Ooooh, fuck it, fuck it! Suck ... eat ... I'm coming!" Her hips thrashed up and down as if out of control.
Her son's cock was bursting with hardness in her fist as Sara jacked on it. She felt her son's dripping juices smeared her palm and fingers. She wanted her son's cock inside her mouth desperately as George's heavenly tongue continued to stab into her flexing, convulsing cunt. But she could say nothing to her son; the orgasms were too intense. All she could do was whimper.
Tightening the cheeks of her ass, Sara ground brutally into George's face, her cunt spasming. Her tits were tight and shaking, her stomach rippling as she churned her cunt up and down frantically.
Then, finally, she could take no more. Her hips relaxed and her legs were flung wide apart. Through hazy eyes she saw George's cunt-wet face. His cheeks, mouth, chin and nose were glistening wetly. But the expression on his face was that of a delighted young boy who had just experienced something he found very much to his liking.
Her gaze dropped to his crotch as he stood on his knees between her thighs. His cock stood up in rigid hardness, the head swollen and dripping. His hairless balls dangled below, sweetly.
She wondered about that sadistic urge that had come over her-forcing George to eat her pussy. It was still with her, but now it was more to tease George, to withhold her body from him until he could hardly stand it.
Still breathing heavily from her orgasms, Sara sat up on the bed, dangling her feet over the edge. George was sprawled at the foot and her son across the head. Both of them had very hard cocks, waiting for her guidance.
Getting to her feet, she felt weak from the strength of her orgasms. She trembled as she stood, looking at them with fiery eyes. Both boys gazed back at her, their eyes glowing with excited desire, moving over her shapely tits and small waist, her long thighs and especially the thick curls of her cunt hair. She turned, presenting the boys an amazingly tight, rounded, naked ass.
She knew she had a very lovely ass. The cheeks were rounded tightly, with a deep, tantalizing crack that invited the eye. She waggled her ass lewdly, teasingly, then stepped into the bathroom and drank a glass of water.
She looked at herself in the mirror, seeing a very beautiful young mother. There was nothing on her face or her expression to indicate the burning desire she had for her son and his young friend. The only hint was in her smoldering eyes.
Turning away from the mirror, she went back into the bedroom. The boys were still in the same position when she left, their cocks hard and throbbing. She lifted one foot and placed it on the bed, swinging her knee wide to reveal her hair-lined cunt to their burning eyes. For a moment, she fondled her pussy while they gazed at her, rubbing her clitoris with the tip of a finger, then pulling her wet cunt lips apart. The desire flared even hotter in their eyes.
"Merle," she said softly as she climbed onto the bed between them. "I want your sweet cock, honey."
She straddled her son, squatting so that the head of his swollen cock was just below the lips of her cunt. She ran a hand down her smooth stomach, using two fingers to part the silky blonde hair. Her other hand gripped the base of her son's cock. She rubbed the sensitive head of his prick back and forth on her pussy.
George moved into position so he could watch what she did with Merle's cock. She gazed at George as she slipped the smooth head of her son's cock into her hot cunt.
Very slowly, she settled downward until she had her son's cock deep inside her pussy. The blonde hair of her pussy mingled with the sparse hair at the base of Merle's cock. She sat on him this way for a while, her legs bent at the knees and wide apart for them to see. Cupping her tits, she squeezed her spongy titflesh, then twisted and pulled at her sensitive nipples. Finally she began to slowly move her cunt up and down with Merle's prick buried deep into her fiery cunt.
"I'm going to fuck you good, darling," she murmured. "Mother is going to fuck your cock with my hot cunt and make it come again ... right up my cunt!"
Her eyes gazed hotly at George, watching his excitement. As she slowly began to fuck her son, lifting and lowering her pussy, always making sure they could watch, she noticed George's cock jerking with readiness.
He reached for her tits.
"No!" she said sharply.
His hand pulled back as he looked at her, puzzled.
"You're not to touch me," she said. "I'm fucking my son now. You can watch me fuck him if you want, but you can't touch me, not my tits, not my ass, not my cunt ... not any part of me."
She placed her hands on her widely spread knees as she bounced her ass up and down. She knew George could see her son's glistening cock penetrating her hairy, tight pussy.
"Hold your cock, George," she hissed. "Take your cock in your hand and jack it! I want to watch you jack your cock while I fuck my son!"
George flushed, but his hand wrapped around his straining cock. He began to jack his cock slowly, his eyes gleaming as he watched her hairy cunt move up and down on Merle's prick.
"That's it, George! Jack that hard cock!" Sara urged in a hot voice, her eyes gazing with excitement. She began to bounce faster on Merle's prick, excited to watch George jacking off. "Jack it off, George! Make yourself come, George! You can jack off while Merle fucks my hot cunt!"
Sara's eyes were blazing with a mixture of wild heat and desire. The ecstasy of her son's cock stuffed into her pussy and the view of George jacking on his prick were providing an intense pleasure for her. Not letting the excited boy touch her, but allowing him to watch and jack off, thrilled her.
She had given George a sample of her cunt, a preview of what he could enjoy, but only if he did as she requested. And he was doing it without argument.
With her naked ass grinding up and down on her son's cock, she watched George jacking on his cock. Then she could stand it no longer.
"Touch me!" she hissed at George. "Feel my ass now ... but don't stop jacking off! Rub the head of your cock on my thigh, my hips!"
Eagerly, his hand slipped to her ass, clutching one firm, bouncing ass-cheek. He moved the dripping head of his cock to her body, rubbing his dripping piss hole against her thigh and hips. The contact on her flesh was searing, and Sara jerked her ass up and down with more eagerness. The wetness from George's cock on her flesh was exciting her intensely. She slipped her hand down and cupped his balls, squeezing them as she continued fucking her son.
Merle shoved his hand to his mother's cunt and began to rub at her exposed, throbbing clitoris, and she never missed a beat on his cock.
"Mmmmmm, baby, baby!" she moaned. "Play with my cunt ... fuck my cunt! Oh, so fucking good! Your cock is so hard, so sweet! I want your come juice, darling! I want your precious come juice spurting in my hot cunt! Oh, George, your balls are beautiful! Jack your cock, George!"
Merle was arching up, his cock throbbing inside his mother's gripping cunt. Sara's pussy began to contract around his cock as she erupted into orgasm. Through the ecstasy she could feel her son's cock throbbing, on the brink of exploding, sending thick come juice into her pussy. Although her eyes were very hazy now, she still saw George jerking his cock furiously, his other hand clinging to her shaking, naked ass. The head of George's cock was against her thigh.
Shudders ran through Sara. Then she screamed loudly with the ecstasy as her son's cock shot thick globs of come juice, drenching her pussy, filling it. Her cunt sucked at his spewing prick, drawing all that delicious come juice from his balls. She was digging her hands harshly into her swollen tits. Her head was thrown back in rampant ecstasy. She slammed her convulsing cunt hard against Merle, his squirting cock fucking deep. He could no longer arch upward because of her weight. His fingers dug into the softness of his mother's hips, his face contorted as he grunted in bliss.
Sara slumped forward, her tits smashing against Merle's chest. She began to suck at his mouth hungrily, small whimpers bubbling from her.
As she lay on her son, his cock still caught by the hot grip of her cunt, Sara felt George moving the head of his prick over the quivering cheeks of her ass. The trails of moisture that he left on her creamy ass-cheeks were like flames of fire licking at her. She knew he was still jacking off frantically. As he beat his cock, with the head of his prick against her ass, he was fondling those firm cheeks at the same time. She was too tired to tell him to stop. She no longer had that insane desire to torment the young boy.
She moved, sliding off her son. She watched George running his fist back and forth on his cock, his eyes gleaming at her naked ass. She turned to look at her son. His cock was glistening from the wetness of her cunt, and she licked her lips.
"Oooh, I think I want to suck that," she said, leaning over and running her lips over his slippery prick. "I'm going to suck it now, Merle."
Drawing her knees underneath her, she leaned over her son's crotch. Running her tongue over his pussy-wet prick and balls, she lifted up long enough to stay to George, "Rub your cock on my ass."
Then she pulled her son's cock deep into her mouth, tasting her cunt and the lingering sweetness of his come juice.
George moved behind her, his cock brushing up and down Sara's hot ass cheeks. When she felt the head of his prick move along the crack of her ass, brushing at the tight pucker of her ass-hole, she shivered with delight.
Growling, she mouthed her son's cock and balls, swaying her uplifted ass for George. She felt him press the head of his cock against the tight heat of her ass-hole, leaving it there as he pumped furiously on his cock. The desire to have his young come juice splashing over her creamy ass cheeks and against her ass-hole was strong within her erotic mind.
She shoved her hands underneath her son's naked ass, lifting his cock and balls. She mewled with erotic pleasure, her tongue licking even as her lips sucked. She waggled her upturned ass for George, feeling his smoothly swollen cockhead hot and tight against her ass-hole. With only a bit more pressure, his cock would slip into her ass, and Sara wouldn't have minded that at all. She could hear the boy behind her ass grunting, and his fist was beating swiftly.
Wiggling her ass lewdly, she sucked hard on her son's cock, with her tongue twisting and swirling at his piss hole, taking the lingering taste of his come juice and her cunt eagerly into her mouth.
Then there was a hot gush of come juice splashing against her tightly flexed ass-hole. She felt jizz dribble down to her pussy, then George was smearing the head of his squirting cock over the hot cheeks of her ass. She felt as if it were raining come juice on her naked, shaking ass, and she realized she loved it.
As George came all over her ass, between the cheeks and on her tight ass-hole, she found, to her surprise, that Merle's cock was once again spewing. The come juice from his cock splashed against her tongue, flooding her hungry mouth. She squealed in wet delight, swallowing thirstily.
CHAPTER SIX
Sara could not understand why she wanted to frustrate George.
That wasn't like her at all.
She was not a prick-teaser; she had never been a prick-teaser in her life. Yet, she admitted it had been exciting to her to tease him, making him come on her ass that way.
Even now, the next day, she wanted to tease George with her body, give a little, withhold a little. She found it odd that she had no desire to tease her son this way, just George.
With her son, she wanted to experience every erotic thing her mind could come up with. She knew her son would be more than willing. He was more than eager to feel, fondle, caress, kiss and lick, and poke that beautiful cock any place she wanted. She would take her son's cock in her cunt, in her greedy mouth, even up her ass-hole. But George, she wanted to tease.
Merle was discovering delightful mysteries he had only thought about before when he was with Pamie. Examining and exploring his mother's body, going over every inch of it, he found many things that he had heard in school from other boys. Some, of course, he found to be true.
Sara discovered her son enjoyed lying naked as she caressed his body. She did this for a long time, feeling his thighs, his cock and balls, with feathery touches. He seemed to enjoy feeling her hot, wet cunt lips, and the delicious smoothness between her thighs near her beautiful cunt. She also found out Merle liked it when she would run the flat surface of her tongue over his inner thighs, kissing and licking at his flesh until his cock throbbed with a fantastic hard-on.
She enjoyed lapping at his hairless balls, running her tongue up his cock until he could hardly stand it, then she would either climb on top of him and fuck in a frenzy, or pull his prick into her hungry mouth and suck him off vigorously, thirsty for his precious come juice.
Merle, she was delighted to find, enjoyed having his cock sucked off, and he was pleased to know that she loved to swallow his come juice.
Merle was sprawled on the couch this afternoon, and she was sitting on the floor near him, her face between his thighs, licking gently. She had been licking and kissing at his inner thighs for a long time now, occasionally lapping at his sweet balls and cock. Her cunt would throb hotly when she heard her son saying cock and cunt and fuck and ass-hole. It excited her to hear him say those words, and her nipples would harden and burn.
His cock stood hard a few inches from her face, and she nuzzled it affectionately. She loved to have his cock and balls close to her face; it excited her as much as it did him.
She turned so he could look up between her thighs, and at the same time she could kiss and lick on his sweet balls. Merle had told her that morning that he enjoyed looking at her cunt more than any other part of her body, so she did everything she could to give him an unobstructed view of her pussy. Since he also enjoyed watching her play with her cunt, she moved her hand down her stomach, her fingers caressing through her silky blonde cunt hair. She heard her son murmur with pleasure when she sucked his balls into her hot, wet mouth. Her finger, at the same time, began to slowly move about her swollen clitoris, rubbing it. She moaned as his balls filled her mouth. She thought she could suck on them all day long.
She felt him move his hand over her tits. He watched as she fingerfucked for his pleasure.
"Mom?" he asked.
"Mmmmmm?" she replied with her mouth full of balls.
"I wanna taste your cunt."
"Really?" she asked, letting his balls drop from her mouth. "Do you really want to lick my pussy?"
He nodded, his expression slightly flushed.
"Ohhh, I'd love that, honey!" she squealed softly. "I'd love to have your mouth on my cunt, Merle!"
Since he was sprawled back on the couch, she told him to remain there. She got to her feet and placed a foot on the cushions at the side of his head, her other foot flat on the floor. She looked down into his bright-eyed face as he gazed excitedly up into her hairy pussy that hovered only a few inches away.
Deliberately, Sara began to grind her hips above her son's face. She parted the thick curls of her cunt hair, exposing the hot wetness of her pink cunt. She was very pleased as he licked his lips with anticipation.
Slowly, she began to lower her cunt toward his face. Her fingers continued to hold the thick lips aside. When her cunt was an inch above his waiting mouth, she paused, wanting her son to lift his mouth the rest of the way.
"Mmmmm, baby," she gurgled. "There it is, darling. That's mother's cunt, sugar! Oooh, kiss it, Merle! Oh, darling, lick mother's hot, wet pussy! Please, lick my cunt, honey!"
Merle lifted his head, pressing his lips against the hot heat of his mother's cunt. She mewled, and only with a great effort did she prevent herself from smashing her hairy cunt into his face.
Merle's eyes were very hot as he looked up at his mother, past her cunt hair and between her tight, swelling tits. Her eyes glowed down approvingly, urging him to run his tongue over her cunt, to probe the steamy depths of her pussy, to lick ... fuck ... suck it.
She shivered as his mouth came in contact with her cunt, and then she trembled when he kissed her pussy wetly and loudly. Then his tongue was moving back and forth, licking her sensitive cunt lips. Sara held the back of the couch tightly, her other hand squeezing into a springy tit. Her naked ass tightened as her son's tongue swirled against her throbbing, knotted clitoris.
Then Merle thrust his tongue into her cunt, deep.
"Ooooooohh!"
She felt his hands cupping the tight cheeks of her ass as she perched above his face. His tongue was between her satiny cunt lips, but he wasn't licking or tongue-fucking yet. He gazed up at her smoldering eyes. His fingers dug into her shapely ass at the same time that he began to move his tongue.
Sara squealed with ecstasy when she felt him plunging his tongue in and out of her cunt, fucking it eagerly and hungrily now. She still clung to one naked tit, holding herself rigid above his face, not wanting to bang and grind until he indicated that was what he wanted. It was difficult to hold her hips still, but she managed as he raced his tongue wantonly into her pussy ... for a while.
When he began to suck and lick frantically at her pussy, she could no longer remain still.
She began to wiggle her hairy pussy against his face, then she was pumping her hips in a fucking motion, cooing as the burning ecstasy of his tongue darted in and out. Her nails bit hard into the flesh of her tit, but she felt no pain. Her hips moved faster and faster, her hairy cunt sliding over his face and mouth. Merle did not mind that his face was becoming slippery with her seeping cunt juices. His tongue swirled and thrust against the lips of his mother's cunt, and he paid most of his attention to her clitoris. There were a few times that Sara felt his tongue brush the tightness of her ass-hole, but even then he didn't stop.
There was a tremendous orgasm welling inside her shaking body, and she couldn't stop the excited trembling as she moved her cunt over his face. She twisted her head, saw his cock standing up very hard, jerking about, his piss hole gleaming with seeping juices. She felt a strong urge to turn around and gobble his cock hungrily as she banged her cunt against his face.
But she didn't get the chance. Her orgasm exploded within her boiling cunt.
"Ohhhh, I'm coming!" she screamed, and her pussy banged harshly against her son's sucking, licking mouth. The urge was too strong to resist, and she began to grind her pussy on his face.
Merle clung to his mother's shaking ass with both hands, his tongue stabbing rapidly into her convulsing cunt. His eyes seemed to become glassy.
Her body shuddered as she screamed time and again as the burning ecstasy ripped through her. Her tits seemed to grow tighter. Through the power of her orgasm and the squeezing lips of her cunt, she could still feel her son's tongue plunging into her pussy. She twisted her head about, blonde hair flying, screaming with the utmost pleasure.
Sara became weak as her orgasms receded. She slumped on down, resting her head on the back of the couch. She breathed raggedly.
Merle moved his mother's naked ass until she was sitting on his upper chest, the silky hairs of her cunt tickling his chin. His face glowed with the glistening wetness of her cunt, and he was grinning at her.
After a few minutes she felt him trying to lift her, positioning her. She looked at him with a question in her eyes.
Merle was grinning lewdly, and she allowed him to do what he wanted, and then she gasped when he positioned her creamy ass directly above his face.
"That isn't my cunt, darling," she giggled.
His eyes flashed past the thick hair of her cunt as he shoved his mouth between the hot cheeks of her ass.
Sara yelped with delighted surprise when she felt her son kissing at her puckered ass-hole.
"Oooh, you horny little fucker!"
His tongue probed at his mother's ass-hole, and she mewled with the unusual sensation. As he began to lick along her tight ass-hole, she lifted her ass to give him all the room he needed. Shivers of erotic, perverse pleasure rippled up and down her smooth, creamy flesh.
Merle's tongue darted and swished back and forth, probing the hot tightness. Sara, despite the pleasure his tongue was giving her, pulled her ass away from his face.
"Whatever gave you that idea, baby?" she asked, standing on the floor now and looking down at him.
"I just thought I'd do it, Mom," he said. "What's the matter? Didn't you like that?"
"Oh, my God, yes! It felt strange, but ... yes, I liked it, Merle. Here, let me do that to you."
Before he could say anything, she had sprawled back on the floor, her hands gripping her tits. "Come on, sit on my face!"
She watched with burning eyes as he stepped over her face and squatted down. His balls dangled beneath his arching, hard cock, and for a moment Sara almost grabbed at it with her hungry lips.
But her son moved, shifting, and his ass-hole was in her face. Sara felt his hot ass-hole pressing down against her lips, and his balls were on her eyes and forehead. She darted her tongue forth, finding the tightness of his ass-hole. She ran a hand over his thigh until she could grasp his cock, then she began to jack on it as her tongue lapped at his ass-hole. She rolled her tongue tightly, then pressed it against his hot ass-hole.
Her tongue slipped right up her son's ass.
She heard Merle give a soft yelp, and his cock lurched in her fist. She started plunging her tongue in and out of his ass-hole, jacking on his cock at the same time. Merle's ass-hole seemed to squeeze on her tongue, flexing with the pleasure he felt. Sara was clawing her cunt with her free hand as her erotic emotions reeled with this perverse thing she was doing. The way her son's ass-hole clutched at her tongue was thrilling, and she wondered if her cunt felt that way when it was wrapped around his cock.
His cock was throbbing in her fist as she tonguefucked his ass-hole, and she knew it would not be long before he was coming off. As her tongue fluttered in and out of his ass, an idea suddenly came into her mind.
She pushed at him, sliding her head away from his ass.
"Mom," he protested. "I was about to come!"
"I know you were, honey," she said. "But I got this crazy idea. Want to fuck me in my ass-hole?"
He looked at her with big eyes. "Fuck you in the ass? Mom, really?"
She nodded. "We can try, can't we?" Sara got to her hands and knees. "If we don't like it, we don't have to do it again, but let's give it a try.'
She waggled her uplifted ass at him lewdly as he gazed at her. Merle could see his mother's winking ass-hole and the thick curls of her cunt between her creamy thighs.
"It looks kinda little, Mom" he said, peering at her ass-hole.
Placing her head on the floor, Sara slipped her hand between her thighs, scooting her fingers past her cunt and probed at her ass-hole with the tip of one finger. Slowly she pressed, and her son saw her finger dip into the tightness there, watching it go deep. For a moment Sara fingerfucked her ass, knowing it was exciting her son.
"See? I think your cock will go in quite nicely," she said in a thick voice, pulling her finger free. "Come on ... let's try that cock, Merle."
Merle was on his knees behind his mother's waving ass. She felt his cock brush over the creamy flesh of her ass, leaving a wet trail of slippery juice on her ass-cheeks. She grasped his balls as she felt the head of his cock pressuring against her resisting, tight ass-hole.
"Push!" she urged with a hot voice. "You have to push, darling!"
She arched her ass high, her back bowing. She felt the pressure of his cock. His hands were digging into her rounded hips as he pushed.
"Ohhhh, yes!" Sara gurgled as the swollen head of his cock penetrated her ass-hole. "I told you! I told you that cock would go up my fucking ass-hole!"
With a quick motion, Sara rammed her uplifted ass back, feeling her son's cock slide deeply into her burning, stretched ass-hole. She pulled at his balls until she held them tight against her throbbing, wet cunt, her ass-hole flexing around his throbbing cock. The feel of her son's lower stomach against her creamy ass cheeks, combined with the way his cock seemed to stretch and stuff her ass-hole, Sara felt an ecstatic ripple of perverse pleasure crackle through her naked body.
Grunting, she began to move her hips back and forth, fucking her son's cock with her clinging ass-hole. Merle was so amazed that his cock was in that liquid heat that it took him a moment to start fucking.
"Ooooh, yes, yes!" she wailed loudly, twisting her creamy ass lewdly. "Fuck me, darling! Fuck mother up the ass ... fuck my tight ass-hole, Merle! Oh, God ... oh, God! Ream my hot ass-hole with your beautiful, hard cock!"
The thrusting of his cock caused his balls to bang and slap against her swollen cunt lips. Sara was soaked between her thighs from the seeping juices, and his balls made a moist sound as they banged against her cunt. She could hear him grunting behind her as he drove his cock deep, the friction unlike any she had ever felt before.
Sara shook her naked ass wickedly as he fucked, arching into him as he thrust. The fiery heat of his hard cock sent sparks of delight through her, causing her naked body to shake violently. With her son's hard cock driving in and out of her stuffed ass-hole, she knew it would be something they would do time and again. It was as good to her as taking his cock into her hungry mouth.
Her tits scraped on the rough nap of the carpet, but even that was exciting. Her son was fucking into her squeezing ass-hole furiously now, in a frenzy of thrusts. He was panting loudly as his hands dug into her creamy, round hips. She was sure his cock was growing inside her ass-hole, becoming harder, longer, thicker. It seemed as if she could feel each ridge and groove of his cock as it went in and out.
Sara knew her son could not keep up his frantic pounding into her hot ass-hole much longer. He had been on the verge of coming off when she had been licking at his ass-hole, and now that his cock was gripped with the searing heat of her ass, he would be unable to stop the gush of come juice much longer.
She rammed her ass against him, grinding hard as if she were doing some lewd dance, taking his throbbing cock deep. The ring of her ass-hole began to suck on his cock, and she listened to him groaning with ecstasy.
And then she felt the sudden flooding of her ass.
Merle's cock had unleashed a boiling discharge into his mother's ass-hole. The thick come juice splashed the walls of her ass-hole, searing and thrilling Sara. Her cunt went into convulsions and she screamed, her fingers clawing at the carpet as her mind seemed to burst into brightly colored lights.
Merle's balls writhed against her bubbling cunt as he came. This seemed to intensify Sara's orgasms. She could no longer tell if she were experiencing multiple orgasms or if it was one long, drawn-out convulsion.
When he pulled his cock free of her tingling ass-hole, Sara was too weak to slump down. Her ass remained high in the air, shaking, her head resting on the floor. Her ass-hole kept contracting and pulsating hotly as if her son was still fucking it. She could hardly get her breath, the gasps coming in loud, harsh sounds.
Then, finally, she slowly rolled over, her legs splayed wide. Her cunt wouldn't stop twitching.
"My God! Oh, my God!" Sara chanted, her eyes glowing brightly.
It was perhaps five minutes before she felt enough strength to sit up. Her son was leaning against the couch, already recovered. His cock and balls dangled between his uplifted knees.
"Was that good?" she asked him. "Did you like it, darling? Was that a good fuck for you? Oooooh, I loved it! My ass-hole still tingles."
"I kinda liked it, Mom," he grinned.
"Then do you think we could kinda fuck that way again?" she teased. "I had no idea it would feel so fucking good!"
He nodded.
Sara reached for his cock and balls, fondling them, scooting close to thrust her tongue into his mouth, hugging him against her naked tits.
"Oooh, we're going to have so much fun!" she whispered hotly.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Sara was almost cruel with George when he was with them.
She went out of her way to show intense affection for her son, letting George know that she preferred Merle over him, always touching, caressing Merle. She began to openly play with her son's cock, making sure the frustrated young boy could see. She would expose certain exciting parts of her body to George, but kept him at a distance, and at the same time allowing her son to touch and feel. She was amused to see George sit with a painful hard-on, his expression showing his torment.
She would fuck her son wildly, lewdly, with loud words of encouragement, all designed to inflame George. Naturally, the frustrated boy would soon be jacking off furiously as he watched, jealously, as Merle plunged his cock into his mother's cunt or her hungry mouth.
Yet, Sara would feel a twinge of regret at what she was doing.
"Why don't you find yourself a sweet little girl some place, George," she teased after she had fucked Merle before his yearning eyes. "I'm sure you must know one little girl that will fuck."
His eyes looked at her sadly, but with a sparkle of desire, too.
"I'm not making you watch all this," she said, waving her arm at her son. "No one asked you to stay and watch, did they?"
The sadness spread over his face, and Sara felt a bit bad about what she was doing. She almost gave in. His cock was so long, so hard, and he was very anxious to put it some place nice and hot and wet. She had just fucked her son on the couch, and she was still there, legs wide apart, her creamy ass almost hanging over the cushions. Her cunt was pulsating from the flush of satisfaction.
She ran a hand through the blonde triangle of her cunt hair and took her son's wet cock in the other. She fondled her cunt and Merle's cock, her eyes remaining on George.
"Oh, come here, George," she said in a low voice, giving in to her feelings of guilt.
Eagerly the boy came to the couch. Sara pulled him down beside her, closing her fingers around his throbbing cock. It was rigid and almost fiery hot in her palm as she jacked up and down. Her son's cock had become hard once again, and she sat between them, pumping their cocks.
As the tingling heat of those cocks radiated through her body, Sara wondered who she was actually tormenting, her or the boy. She was not only denying him the pleasures of her body, but she was also denying herself a great pleasure, too-his cock. That didn't make any sense, she thought.
Feeling two beautiful hard cocks in her hands caused a lovely heat to ripple through her straining, naked tits, then the sensation moved swiftly to her cunt. She squeezed their cocks hard, and she felt her son digging into her spongy tit. But George, still confused, sat almost rigid as she pumped on his cock, as if he were waiting for Sara to tell him what to do. He was afraid to touch her, to fondle her swelling tit unless she asked him. After the teasing, Sara understood what George was going through.
"Play with it, George," she said with a husky voice. "You can play with my tit."
She watched his shaking hand as he placed it upon her tit. She mewled with delight and leaned her head back on the couch, a leg draped over each of their thighs, her cunt twitching deliciously. She enjoyed being felt up this way, her tits swelling more and her nipples throbbing with hardness. Whimpers bubbled from her softly. She felt their hot, wet mouths close about her sensitive nipples, and a gurgle came from her as they started sucking her tits. She squeezed their cocks tighter, pumping faster, her hands becoming slippery from the seeping juices coming from their piss holes.
Up and down her fists moved, her hips writhing. She felt a hand move down her trembling stomach. She opened her eyes. It was George's hand. George had become much too excited to wait for her approval.
She did nothing to stop him. A happy smile spread over her face. She wanted to be touched and felt up by them both, at the same time ... caressed and touched by two, eager hands.
Her smooth flesh rippled with sensation as George moved a fingertip over her swollen clitoris. When his fingers slipped down and into her wet cunt, she gave a soft squeal, lifting her crotch to his hand. Gasping with pleasure, she jacked harder on their throbbing cocks, her fists almost frantic as George plunged his finger in and out of her pussy. She twisted her ass, tossing it about, churning and swinging it up and down.
"I want to fuck!"
She swung her crotch hard into George's hand, causing his fingers to drive deep into her steamy cunt.
"I want to get fucked!"
George and Merle looked at each other, then at Sara's face.
"Both of you!" Sara shouted urgently, squeezing hard on their throbbing cocks. "I want both of you to fuck me at the same time!"
She dropped quickly to her hands and knees on the floor, waving her naked, shapely, smooth ass wickedly. Her blonde hair hung almost to the floor.
"One cock up my cunt, the other in my fucking hot mouth! Come on ... come on! Fuck me now, damn it! Hurry, fuck my hot cunt and hungry mouth!"
Sara was so highly excited that she failed to notice which boy shoved his cock where. All she knew was a hard, stiff cock was suddenly driving into her hot cunt and another one was sliding between her lips. Either cock, in either place, was beautiful.
With soft wails of mindless passion, Sara sucked greedily at the throbbing heat of the cock that was fucking her mouth. Her naked, uplifted ass shivered in delight while the other cock plunged furiously into her slippery cunt. She was soon being buffeted between the two boys, their cocks banging into her cunt and mouth without any coordination, but with intense pleasure. The lack of coordination did not matter to her-just as long as they fucked her cunt and mouth. Every nerve of her body was on fire, trying to consume her, thrilling her with that beautiful ecstasy.
Sara's mouth held the cock tightly, her lips stretching and burning, sucking as hard as she could as it moved in and out. The hairless balls beat upon her chin as the cock rammed powerfully, the swollen head rubbing near her throat. The cock behind her kept up a relentless plunging, the friction almost causing her cunt to burst into flames. The sounds the two boys made sent Sara into ecstasy. The wet sounds of fucking, the moist pleasure of sacking, increased the wanton heat in her body.
Her cunt was exploding already, the orgasms crashing through her, making the lips of her pussy flex and become tight on that thrusting cock. Her tongue swirled with reeling delight on the swollen cock stuffing her hungry mouth. Sara was consumed by ecstasy. It rippled and sparkled like electricity. Her body and mind was numb to everything but her own contracting orgasms.
She was wailing around the cock that filled her mouth, the sound muffled and almost choking. Her eyes were closed tightly so she could better savor the pleasure.
Hands were clawing at her trembling hips, and she was vaguely aware that hands were squeezing her dangling tits, pulling at her nipples. But somehow it all seemed outside of her. She had the strangest sensation of being in the distance, watching from across the room, seeing her naked body being penetrated in the cunt and mouth. She felt as if she were watching her body receiving more ecstasy than she thought possible.
The orgasms that steamed through her became intense. They were the most exquisite orgasms she had ever felt in her life, and they would not stop. They continued to crash through her trembling body, causing her cunt to tighten and suck at the driving cock. Her lips clung desperately to the prick that was inside her mouth, so tightly that the boy was having some difficulty in fucking it. Her naked body was shaking violently, and she was wailing around that hard cock between her lips. She was feeling very weak. Her arms were barely holding her shoulders and head up. If it weren't for the fact that she was impaled by both boys, she probably would have fallen. But between them this way, a cock driving into her mouth and a cock inside her cunt, she was captured almost tightly, preventing her fall.
She heard the grunts from the boys, as if they were at a great distance from her. The roaring in her head was increasing with her orgasms, and a second or two passed before she realized both cocks were gushing into her body.
She felt, somehow, the one deep inside her greedy cunt first, and as it spewed all that delicious, thick come juice into her, she tasted the sweetness of the thick come juice squirting over her tongue and down her burning throat. She sucked as if demented, swallowing with wet gurgles of pleasure, shaking her uplifted, naked ass in a lewd beat. Shivers raced up and down her spine, over her satiny thighs, as the cocks spurted precious come juice into her very receptive cunt and mouth.
Sometime later she felt a cooling breeze on her body.
She struggled to lift her head and saw the two boys sitting on the floor. She was lying on her back, legs and arms sprawled wide. The shooting, fiery ecstasy had caused her mind to blank out, although she had not fainted. She had no idea of the time, how long she had been lying there as the boys looked her body over with pleasure.
She smiled, her lovely face glowing with the most satisfaction ever.
"That was a real fucking," she whispered in a tired voice. "That was the best fucking ever!"
George looked at her, his eyes indicating his indecision about her.
She smiled encouragingly at him. "Oh, don't be so shy, George. Touch me if you want. Touch me all over, my tits, ass, cunt ... any place you want to feel. I promise I won't tease you anymore. And, George, I'm sorry about it."
His face split in a huge grin, his hand scooting up her thigh to caress the thick, tight curls of her cunt. Merle leaned over and kissed her, then dropped his face to her tit, licking the flesh wetly.
Sara laughed. "Don't you two ever get enough cunt? Oh, I hope not!"
She remained on the floor, legs wide, her arms now above her head, letting her son and George do as they pleased with her body. It was very enjoyable to have those hot, eager hands fondling her tits and cunt, her hips and thighs, probing and feeling her. When both boys started kissing and licking at her sugary flesh, Sara whimpered in delight.
She pulled a throw pillow from the couch, propping it beneath her head. Now she could watch them easily, see the way those hungry lips kissed and sucked at her flesh, those tongues lapping eagerly. They were so eager to please, to make her feel good. All this was still very new to them, and they were both at the age where their sexual desires were intense. They seemed unable to get enough of her creamy body.
She felt them close those hot, wet lips over her sensitive nipples, sucking hard, their wet tongues swirling hungrily. Their hands were in constant motion, feeling up and down her slender body, over her shaking stomach and creamy, long thighs, between them to touch her puffy cunt and the curves of her ass cheeks. Sometimes those hands would meet, then part to find other places to touch. The heads of their lovely cocks rubbed along her body, her thighs and. hips and waist.
Sara wrapped her arms around the boys, holding them tightly against her straining tits. She mewled and gurgled hotly, tossing and churning her hips as that familiar heat started between her thighs again. Her cunt, wet and slippery with seeping come juice, became even wetter, and her clitoris and cunt lips pulsated as the two hard cocks rubbed her flesh.
The two boys were on their knees, gripping their cocks tightly. Sara gazed at them. Their piss holes were dripping, and she could feel come juice on her rounded, tight tits. The fluids seared her tits in a delicious way. She lifted her hands and smeared the juices into her tit flesh. Her eyes were glassy with desire again as she watched them pumping on those hard, beautiful cocks.
It soon became apparent to her that her son and George intended to jack off, make that hot, sweet come juice spurt over her tits. Suddenly, she wanted to feel the thick sweetness of come juice splashing upon her sensitive tits and nipples. She closed her hands on her tits, making them stand up tighter.
The swiftness of their hands on those cocks sent the dripping juices flying about, some landing on her tits and some on her face. She opened her mouth and shoved her tongue far out, catching a few drops there. Her ass twitched hotly on the floor, her hips thrashing and pumping as if she were being fucked. Both Merle and George pressed the slippery piss holes of their cocks upon her tingling tits as they jacked off.
Sara was excited about it. It was exciting to have those wet piss holes prodding her nipples as she held them tight.
She was not at all surprised to feel her cunt throbbing with another orgasm. She felt the boys hands brush at her tits as they beat back and forth on their precious cocks. She began to whimper again and her hips writhed more powerfully. The juices dripping from the piss holes as those cocks seared her tits, and she burst into a shattering orgasm once more. The explosion was so strong that she thrust her cunt into the air, her ass thrashing about as though being fucked by some unseen cock.
"Do it!" she screamed. "Oh, do it, do it! Come on my fucking tits! Ohh, please, come all over my fucking hot tits! I want to feel your come juice on my tits, please, please! On my nipples ... all over my tits, my face..."
Sara's eyes were straining, riveted upon the heads of those two cocks.
There was a gush of hot, precious come juice from the piss hole of George's cock, burning on her nipple.
Then Merle was coming on her other tit.
For a fraction of a moment, Sara watched her tits being drenched in hot, frothy come juice. Then, with a wild squeal, she grabbed both boys by the wrists. She jerked them toward her face, and she felt a splash of come juice on her cheek. Then she had those spurting cocks near her wide-open mouth. The boys came, gushing into her mouth. The hot, boiling come juice filled her mouth, coating her outthrust tongue, the thick nectar mingling in her mouth.
Sara's mouth was filled with the come juice from both cocks, but she did not swallow yet. no
If she did, she would have to close her mouth, and that meant losing some of that sweet come juice. Her naked body shivered with absolute ecstasy as they came off into her mouth, and her eyes were again closed.
When they finished coming, only then did Sara swallow it all, running her tongue out to taste the piss holes of each cock. Her tits glistened with come juice as she grinned in lewd delight up at the boys.
"That wasn't like a real blow job, but just as good," she laughed.
They replied with huge smiles.
Sara got to her feet, feeling weak. "I've got to shower. I'm covered with come juice. Anybody here want to volunteer to wash my back for me?"
She turned her back to them, shaking her ass as she started for the hall.
"I will!" she heard her son shout.
"Me!" George called.
She paused at the entrance of the hall, looking over her shoulder with sultry eyes. Her rounded ass swelled out.
"Why don't you both wash my back," she whispered seductively, shaking her ass for them. "That is, my back and ... certain other things."
She allowed them to gaze at her teasing ass for a moment longer, then walked down the hall to the bathroom. She heard them scrambling about, racing after her.
By the time she had the water adjusted in the shower, the two boys were in the bathroom with her....
CHAPTER EIGHT
This was an ideal situation, Sara thought. Ideal for a woman with such erotic inclinations. She had two boys available, boys who seemed to have constant hard-ons and were willing to do anything to please her.
Merle was glad his mother had stopped teasing George. He had not liked it much, and now that it was over, he seemed happier. Sara knew her son and George were close as only boys those ages could become. They had a strong bond between them, and they even pretended to be blood brothers. They were with each other always, running about the neighborhood in the hot summer sun with youthful exuberance.
She was finishing up in the kitchen. It was early afternoon, and Merle was off some place with George.
Singing happily as she washed the last of the dishes, she felt the warm tingle between her thighs. Her cunt was becoming more hungry for cock as the days passed. She wished there were others, men and women and boys and girls, all fucking and sucking and licking.
The more cock she got, the more she wanted.
Her actions about the house were becoming more erotic and wicked. She enjoyed being erotic with her son and with George. They were always eager.
Just this morning she had teased her son as he had breakfast, lifting her skirt and doing some lewd bumps and grinds for him.. She had not been wearing panties because Merle had told her of his enjoyment when she was naked underneath her dresses. She always made certain that various parts of her curvy body were exposed to him. She would allow one tit to pop free, remain exposed, or she would fold the back of her skirt up and tuck it at the waist so he could see her long, tantalizing thighs and the curves of her shapely ass. She would squat in such a way that her son could peer between her knees and at her hairy cunt.
Not only did it keep her son excited, but her, too. Exhibiting her beautiful body in such lewd ways to her son was thrilling; it made her cunt pulsate with heat, too. Merle seemed to have a perpetual hard-on, his cock outlined at the front of his pants, or his cut-offs, and many times he walked about the house with the head of his prick revealed from the frayed edges. At those times, if he was close to her, Sara would turn and kiss his tasty cock head, or lap the swollen smoothness, tasting the wetness that dripped from his piss hole.
The night before, as she reclined on the couch with her son sitting on the floor next to her, watching television, she had her robe open, bushy cunt exposed. For a while she and her son watched the program, with him fondling her pussy. But then he had turned and started licking the inside of her thigh, along that sensitive, satiny area near her cunt. She shivered and opened her legs wide for him.
Merle had darted his face between her thighs, licking and kissing at her hair-lined pussy, then thrusting his tongue as deep as he could into her hot cunt. Merle had sucked and licked and tonguefucked her pussy and had her coming off again before the program was over.
Then, in bed, he had fucked her vigorously, causing her to come twice more, almost making her cunt sore.
And she wanted more.
Sara was insatiable.
She knew it, but it didn't bother her at all. Anytime she wanted a cock inside her body, her cunt, her ass-hole, Merle was always there, willing and eager.
And, so was George, now.
She placed the last dish in the cupboard and dried her hands on a small towel. She started toward the bedroom to make up her bed, but the sound of the closing door in the front room stopped her. She turned at the hall and saw her son. He was bare-chested, wearing his cutoffs. His body was devoid of hair, his flesh goldenly tanned from the hot summer sun.
Without thinking about it, she lifted her skirt and tucked it into the waistband. Merle's eyes moved to the hairy triangle of his mother's cunt, and she saw his cock swell immediately in his cut-offs. She ran her tongue over her lips hungrily as his cock bulged outward, pressing against the material. She moved toward him, her eyes becoming glassy. Every time she saw his cock, her cunt would flare in throbbing desire.
Standing close to her son, Sara leaned down and kissed him, cupping his cock and balls. Working a finger underneath the frayed legs of his cut-offs, she pulled his cock free, closing her fist around it, jacking him in slow, teasing strokes as Merle's tongue snaked into her mouth. She felt his hand sliding between her thighs, rubbing at her steamy cunt. Sara wiggled her ass, whimpering with desire as she sucked vigorously on his thrusting tongue. Merle's other hand cupped a firm tit, squeezing it.
"I want to suck you, honey," she hissed when his tongue pulled from her sucking lips. "Fuck me in my mouth, Merle! Oh, darling, please fuck mother's hot, wet mouth!"
She went to her knees before him. His cock was swollen and very hard, the piss hole flaring as it dripped. Sara nuzzled her face against it as she gazed up into his young face.
"Fuck my mouth, baby," she whispered lustfully. "Fuck mother in her wet, cocksucking mouth! Use my mouth the way you use my cunt! Fuck it, Merle! Oooh, fuck me in my mouth!"
Sara drew her son's cock deep into her mouth, her lips clinging tightly, an eager, hungry gurgle bubbling from her. Merle cupped his mother's cheeks, gazing excitedly at her. He moved his cock, sliding it in deeper, then out. He began fucking her mouth, enjoying the hot wetness of her lips on his cock.
Sara closed her eyes while her son fucked her mouth, her lips tingling with hunger. Her tongue swirled over the head, pressing at it, forcing it to rub along the roof of her mouth. Merle plunged his cock back and forth, holding his mother's head now. She whimpered as it probed her throat, causing a burning, delicious sensation there.
While her son fucked her mouth, Sara realized she had been sucking his cock more than fucking it with her cunt. She wondered if there was some significance to that. Perhaps she was one of those women who had a distinct preference to feel a hard cock in her mouth rather than her pussy. But she knew she loved a hard cock driving into her cunt just as much. She loved the feel of a prick throbbing between her lips and in her cunt equally, and now, she loved to have it fucking into her ass-hole.
She tugged at his cut-offs until she had his balls naked, cupping them gently as he fucked back and forth. She mewled with intense ecstasy, her eyes opening now and then to look up at his happy, shining eyes.
Now and then Merle would press his cock deep into his mother's throat and hold it there. When he did that, Sara pressed his hairless balls against her chin and whimpered happily, her lips writhing at the base of his prick, her throat contracting around the smooth, swollen head. Her son seemed to enjoy this. She gripped his ass with her other hand, pressing in and holding it as he fucked her mouth, a way of telling him that she enjoyed it as much as he did, to fuck as deep and hard as he wanted.
Merle was standing just inside the front door as his mother knelt before him. He fucked his cock in and out of her hot, wet mouth, his hands now on her shoulders. His cock was throbbing powerfully between those hot, hungry lips, and Sara found he dripped so much that she had to swallow often. Her cunt was already convulsing. It seemed that every-time she sucked a cock, whether it was her son's or George's cock, she came off. No one had to touch her pussy; she would just start coming with a cock inside her greedy mouth.
The way her son's cock throbbed told her he was now getting close to discharge. Her lips closed tighter around it, her tongue swirling and licking. She began to moan with hungry anticipation. There was nothing as delicious as when her son gushed sweet, precious come juice into her mouth, coating her tongue before she swallowed it.
She swayed her ass with convulsive motions while her son's cock swelled between her lips, then she tasted the hot squirt of his come juice. Her eyes rolled as she cooed softly. Her mouth filled, and she savored the sweetness of his balls. His cock throbbed hotly, the thick come juice boiling from his piss hole and into her mouth.
Merle grunted with the shattering power of his discharge. His hands dug into her shoulders with near desperation, as though afraid she would jerk her mouth away before he stopped coming off. But moving away from that delicious, squirting cock was the last thing Sara wanted to do; she wanted his come juice in her mouth.
When Merle slipped his cock out of her tight mouth, he was finished. Sara smiled up at his glowing face, her lips glistening. She kissed the tip of his cock, then stood up.
"When that thing is hard again," she murmured, "I want you to fuck me in my hot ass, honey."
Merle laughed, always willing to do what his mother wanted.
The knock on the door startled them.
Sara quickly shoved her skirt down, smoothing it down over her long thighs.
When her son saw she was well covered, he opened the door.
"You scared the shit out of us," Merle said when he saw it was George. "Mom was blowing my cock."
"Now it's your turn, George," Sara grinned lewdly, pulling the boy into the house.
She fumbled with the front of his pants, exposing his cock easily. She went to her knees in front of the boy, but then there was another knock at the door. George quickly stuffed his cock back into his pants.
"Goddamn place is getting crowded," she said. "Well, Merle, see who it is and get rid of them.
But Merle didn't get rid of the person.
Sara saw the lovely Pamie standing there. Although she had seen the little girl many times and had watched her son in the garage with the pretty girl, she found her even more lovely than before. Sara scrutinized the girl, seeing things she had not seen before. Pamie had huge eyes, and there was a heat inside them telling Sara that, young as she was, she was intensely erotic. It was not because of what she had seen in the garage-boys and girls were always doing things like that. But Pamie seemed oversexed.
Sara noticed quickly the way her son and George began to vie for the attentions of the pretty girl. She felt no jealousy, though. She was watching this exquisite creature closely, seeing her flirty ways with the boys. But Sara knew it was not just flirting; Pamie would put out.
Ideas began whirling inside Sara's head as she watched. She became aroused, and in her mind, she was already seeing the girl naked, those succulent little tits exposed, that precious, almost hairless cunt, so pink and eager for a stiff cock.
Sara was not in the least surprised to find her own cunt bubbling with anticipation, her tits swelling, nipples hardening.
Pamie seemed to be flirting with her eyes and body in a way that was natural for her. Many times, as Pamie talked with the boys, she would twist about from one to the other, and Sara found herself taking tantalizing peeks at her tight, white panties under that skirt. The boys, too, she noticed, were getting a few teasing looks.
It was exciting to watch, this heavy sexual desire between three young ones. It was so exciting that Sara was disappointed when Pamie said she had to go. She was not the only one disappointed. Both Merle and George attempted to get the girl to stay, but with a flash of her beautiful, big eyes, Pamie swished her tight little ass off.
After she had gone, Sara saw the boys had roaring hard-ons. Both those cocks were straining hard.
"That is a hot little girl," Sara said.
"I know," Merle replied.
Sara gave a low, husky laugh. "I bet she'd fuck. But in the meantime, here I am."
Sara, excited by the display of Pamie's flirting ways and the peeks under her skirt, lifted her skirt to expose her hairy cunt to the boys. There was no delay as her son slipped out of his cut-offs, with George almost tearing his shirt and pants from his body.
Sara peeled her blouse off, then her skirt, letting the boys watch with those hot eyes. As each part of her curvy body was revealed to them, they would gasp. Sara hoped they would never tire of looking at her, and fucking her.
"Take turns on me," she hissed in a passionate growl. "I want you two to take turns fucking me ... up my ass!"
Merle giggled, but George looked somewhat puzzled. "You mean you want our cocks in your ass-hole, Sara?" he asked. "Really ... up your ass?"
"You got it," she replied, dropping to her knees and leaning over the couch, waving her smooth, rounded ass invitingly at the excited boys.
She ran a hand between her thighs as she placed her head on the couch. They stood behind her, watching a finger dip first into her hairy cunt, then slip up and move into her tight ass-hole. Sara thrust her finger in and out of her ass-hole a few times, shivering with anticipation.
"Come on!" she urged breathlessly, wiggling her ass. "I want you to take turns fucking my ass-hole! Come on, please ... fuck me up my hot ass! One at a time, one cock at a time, please!"
Merle went to his knees behind his mother's ass. She moaned as she grabbed his balls between her thighs, squeezing them, then grasping the base of his cock, bringing it to her tightly puckered ass-hole. She pressed the swollen head of her son's cock there, feeling him dig into her shaking hips. When she felt Merle pressure inward, she arched her ass back and up.
George was peering between the spreading cheeks of Sara's creamy ass. Merle's cock slipped up his mother's tight ass-hole, bringing a squeal of delight from her. Sara could feel George's dripping piss hole brushing at her smooth thigh and hip as he watched.
As Merle began to fuck his cock in and out of her stretching, clinging ass-hole, Sara wiggled her ass excitedly, gurgling with bubbling pleasure. She grabbed George's cock, jacking on it while her son increased his depth and speed into her burning ass-hole.
The sound of her son's balls slapping against her wet, hairy cunt, his lower stomach smashing her ass cheeks, increased the ecstasy for her.
"Now you, George!" Sara groaned hotly. "George, shove your cock up my ass! It's your turn, now!"
Sara felt her son pull his hard prick from her gripping ass-hole, then George was there, pressing the swollen head of his cock eagerly against the pucker. Sara arched back into him. Almost screaming with boiling pleasure, she felt his prick penetrate deeply. Once he began thrusting in and out of her, making the tingle of her ass-hole shoot sparks of lewd pleasure through her body, Sara was jacking on her son's cock just as vigorously as she had George's. Her body shivered as George fucked swiftly into her clenching ass-hole, his balls, like Merle's, banging upon her cunt. Sara's uplifted ass trembled and her tits were burning. Her nipples were like hard rubber as they jiggled from the thrusts.
After a few more plunges up her ass-hole, George yanked his cock out. Then her son was up her ass again, fucking excitedly. As he rammed his cock into her ass-hole, George was squeezing her tit, making Sara wail.
The two boys kept taking turns fucking Sara up her ass.
When one pulled out, the other was quick to stab his cock into the hot tightness. Sara was shaking with the excitement of having the two young boys take turns fucking her ass-hole. Her cunt, being banged by two different pairs of precious balls, was in convulsions, causing her to scream with intense orgasms. She could feel the hard throbs of those beautiful cocks. Her ass-hole was burning with sensation, stretched and stuffed time after time by their cocks.
They banged into her ass-hole very hard. Her face rubbed harshly on the cushions of the couch from the power of those wonderful thrusts. Her tits swung, beating at the cushions, and her cunt bubbled with that most thrilling of all pleasures. She didn't know which boy was fucking up her ass-hole at any given time, nor did it matter to her. All she cared about was that they continued battering her ass-hole, making it stretch and tingle.
She did not know she was whimpering with those loud gurgles of delight, nor did she know that her ass, lifted to one of the boys, was shaking and twisting lewdly. All Sara felt or knew about was that intense ecstasy of her shattering orgasms, orgasms that crashed through every part of her body. She felt as if her ass-hole, too, was having powerful orgasms.
She was coming and coming until she wondered if it would ever stop.
She felt a cock swell inside her ass-hole, knowing she was about to be filled with come juice. She was going to have that precious come juice splashing into her ass-hole.
"Come in my fucking hot ass!" she screamed, tossing her creamy ass about wildly. "Shoot that come juice up my fucking ass-hole! Flood my tight ass-hole with sweet come juice!"
The cock went off.
Sara felt it gushing explosively into her like a scalding enema. It set off a chain of orgasms inside her cunt that was stronger than ever, and her ass-hole began to squeeze in a sucking motion on the cock.
And then the other cock was up her ass, now plunging hard and fast. The cock drove back and forth in a frenzy, and she knew that her ass-hole would soon be drenched in come juice once again, by a different cock.
She arched her ass tightly against the cock that was fucking it now. She felt the prick swell, then there was a lurch. Again the hot sweetness of gushing come juice spurted and splashed into her ass-hole.
Sara screamed, her body trembling violently, her fingers clawing at the couch, her head thrown back, neck tight, face contorted with the most intense pleasure ever.
She could hear the boys gasping behind her. She was much too weak to move for a while.
She rested her head on the couch, her breath coming in harsh grunts, her naked ass still in the air. She could feel her ass-hole clenching and unclenching. She felt the sweetest sensations there.
Her ass-hole was very, very tight, and every drop of that precious come juice was captured deep inside, where she wanted it.
The image of little Pamie came to her mind as she rested in her lewd, tantalizing position. She saw the girl sitting on the couch between the boys again, those tight, white panties being flashed without shame. Then the little girl was opening their pants, taking their cocks out and stroking them. The image changed again, and the girl was sucking their cocks, one after the other. In her mind, the boys peeled the clothing from Pamie's succulent body, then they licked and sucked at her sweet, sugary flesh, her small tits and tasty cunt.
Sara was unaware that her tongue was moving over her lips.
CHAPTER NINE
Sara provided lunch for the boys, although it was a late lunch.
They ate and talked about Pamie. Sara wanted to know all she could learn about the girl. Both Merle and George had pulled their pants on, but Sara was totally naked, enjoying their eyes on her. The talk was exciting to her, listening to the boys talk about how it would be to feel Pamie's cunt around their cocks, to know what it would be like to feel those hot lips of Pamie's sucking them off.
"I bet she don't suck cock," George said.
"Of course she'll suck a cock," Sara replied. "I don't think there's a girl anywhere who won't suck a cock in the right situation.
"Really, Mom?" Merle asked.
She ruffled his hair and pressed a spongy tit against his shoulder. "You don't think I'm the only cocksucker in the world, do you? Any girl, if she's hot enough, and in the right circumstances, will suck cock like crazy, believe me."
"Did you like it when you did it the first time, Mom?"
"Mmmmm, loved it honey," she said.
"I wish my mother would do it," George said.
Sara looked at the boy. "She might."
"You don't know her," he said. "She's not very friendly even with me or my dad."
"Well," Sara said, running her hand through George's hair, "you've got me, so don't worry about it."
How it happened, Sara didn't know or care, but she found herself standing between the two boys. They were sitting on the floor, one in front and one behind her. They were stroking her thighs, caressing them. Her son was in front, and she looked down at him with hazy, smoldering eyes. He moved his finger through the soft curls of her cunt, licking his tongue about a creamy thigh. Behind her, George was doing almost the same thing to her. She felt the boy's wet tongue move up and down the backs of her thighs.
Being licked front and back this way was heavenly, and she closed her eyes to the pleasure. The tongues worked up and down, and she spread her legs for them. Their wet, eager young tongues lapped her thighs, working higher and higher.
She felt her son's tongue flick along the slit of her cunt, but not penetrating. It swirled about her clitoris, and she mewled softly. She placed a hand on the back of her son's head, reaching behind to hold George's head.
"Ooooh, I love to be licked," she whispered. "Ahhhh, those sweet tongues, so wet and hot."
As her son twirled his tongue about her clitoris, she felt George lapping her rounded, curvy ass cheeks, leaving wet trails on her flesh. She yelped softly as the tip of George's tongue slipped up and down the smooth, hot crack of her ass. At the same time her son was sucking on her clitoris.
She stood in the middle of the floor, legs wide, shaking with pleasure. Her tits were very swollen, her nipples almost painful, but with a tingling, pleasant kind of pain. She writhed her hips slowly, gently, unable to move them much because her ass and cunt were caught between the two young mouths.
As her son lapped up and down her clitoris, she felt George shoving his tongue deeper, licking into the crack of her hot ass. She mewled softly as the tip of his tongue found her tight ass-hole, fluttering about as Merle licked her clitoris. The sensations of being licked on her cunt and ass-hole at the same time were very good for her.
The image of Pamie came to her again as the two boys licked her pussy and ass-hole wetly. She ran her tongue over her lips, and wondered what it would be like to kiss and lick Pamie's pussy, taste it, fuck it with her tongue. The image of doing this to Pamie increased the bubbling heat in her ass-hole and cunt, and she was seeping so much that the inner surfaces of her thighs were slippery. She could not shake the image of Pamie from her mind, nor did she want to. There was something about the sweet, innocent-looking little girl, something erotic and mysterious. She invited and teased with her sparkling eyes, and Sara felt there was more to the girl than they knew.
The tongue of her son was licking the puffy, hair-lined lips of her cunt, stroking her inflamed clitoris, while behind her, George was tonguing her ass-hole. She held her son's head tight against her cunt, and her other hand rested on George's head, urging the boys to lick and suck and make her come again.
With the tongue lapping up and down the crack of her ass, probing her puckering ass-hole now and then, with her son licking and sucking at her clitoris, it was not long before they had her shaking with a delightful convulsion.
"That's enough for now," she said softly, stepping from between them. She started from the kitchen, then turned and looked at them. "I'm going to bathe again, so you two sit here and think of how we can get our hot hands on Pamie's sweet body, okay?"
With her naked ass shaking with an exaggerated motion of lewdness for them, she left.
As she soaked in the hot water, bubbles bursting about her tits, she hoped the boys would come up with some way to bring Pamie into all this. She had enough hot holes for them, her cunt, mouth and ass-hole, she knew. They would be quite content fucking her in any of them, but the attraction for Pamie was very strong. She had felt this desire for Pamie ever since seeing her in the garage with Merle.
The water soothed her flesh. She had been fucking and sucking so much lately that she had not realized just how tired she was. But it was a good feeling, one that was well worth it. She had no idea when she had started fucking her son that she would be supplied with two beautiful young cocks, both ready to fuck her in any position, any hole, any time.
It pleased her very much.
Toweling herself, Sara grinned at her reflection. Arching her shoulders to make her tits stand out firmly, she knew her body could stack up with any of them, even with Pamie's. Especially with Pamie, since the girl still had those small tits. And, both George and Merle loved to suck on soft, yet firm, tits.
It was late in the afternoon when she finally went back to the boys, who were now in the living room. They were on the couch, and they had their pants off again, waiting for her to return.
Sara stood and looked at them, her eyes shining in pleasure when she saw them naked.
Their cocks, of course, were very hard once more.
They were always hard, she thought.
No matter how much pussy they got, those young cocks were hard and ready for more.
A tingle went through her as she dropped to her knees in front of them, closing her fingers around both cocks. She jerked them, squeezing and pulling, then leaned forward to plant a hot, moist kiss upon the piss hole of each dripping prick.
She swirled her tongue over her son's cock head, then over the swollen head of George's cock. Opening her lips, she began to suck them, first one, then the other, taking them deep into her mouth. Scooting her mouth low, she sucked and licked their precious young balls, sliding her tongue back up a hard shaft to engulf the throbbing cock again.
And, as she sucked the cocks, she was thinking that she was the cock-suckingest woman around, always with a cock in her mouth lately. It seemed every hour of the day she was sucking on a hard cock, and that the boys were licking at her cunt or ass.
After she had sucked them for a bit, she stood up, her tits swollen in desire. She spread her legs and straddled George, her hairy cunt hovering above this throbbing hard-on.
"I think my cunt is hot for cock," she murmured, settling upon the boy's rigid prick, filling her cunt with it. "I think my cunt is always hot for some cock, come to think of it."
She smashed her silky cunt hairs down onto the base of George's prick, and at the same time she reached over to stroke her son's cock, her fingers squeezing and flexing. She wiggled her ass, gyrating slowly as she pumped up and down on that cock throbbing in her cunt. It felt fantastic when the hardness of the boy's cock rubbed and scraped at her tingling clitoris, stretching the puffy, hairy lips of her pussy. Her naked flesh shivered with ecstasy, and she mewled softly.
Merle, while his mother jacked on his cock, was playing with her moving ass, sliding his palms over the hot, creamy cheeks, dipping his finger into the searing heat of that inviting crack. As her son applied pressure upon her constricting ass-hole with his finger, she wailed in delight, grinding her cunt against George's cock.
"Ooooh, that's nice, darling," she murmured to her son. "Oh, that feels so good, your finger on my ass-hole with my cunt fucking on George's cock! Mmmmm, baby! Shove your finger up my ass! Merle, fuck my ass with your finger, darling!"
Gripping George's shoulders, she lifted her ass a bit, but not so high as to lose his cock. She squealed when her son pressed his finger into her ass-hole. She gripped her son's cock hard as he began to fuck it back and forth, and the sensations of a cock in her cunt and a finger up her ass at the same time sent her into shivering ecstasy.
Her ass-hole closed tightly about his finger, just as her cunt did on that throbbing cock in her pussy.
But Merle did not keep fingerfucking her ass.
He pulled it free.
Sara wailed in disappointment. "No, don't! Put it back, Merle! Oh, please, fuck my ass with your finger, darling!"
But Merle had other ideas.
He moved behind his mother's ass, and his cock slipped out of her clutching fist. She felt his hands running over her shapely ass, his breath hot against her flesh. When his tongue began to lap the creamy cheeks of her ass, she was almost afraid to fuck up and down on George's cock.
There was pressure upon her tight ass-hole, and when she understood what her son was doing, she yelled. "Ohhhh, yes, yes! Fuck me in the ass ... fuck me in my cunt! Up the ass and up the cunt at the same time!"
Her son's cock ran deep into her tight ass-hole, and she felt the two cocks now working at her. She was unable to move, caught between their eager young bodies, penetrated in the pussy and ass-hole at the same time.
The two cocks plunged swiftly, the boys grunting beneath and on top of her. Immediately she began coming, her cunt squeezing the cock in her pussy, and her ass-hole clamping hard on her son's prick.
"Ohhhh, fuck me!" she screamed loudly, her body shaking between them. "Fuck my hot cunt ... fuck my tight ass-hole! Ohhh, I'm coming ... so fucking strong!"
The orgasms were almost shattering, one after the other, stronger and stronger. She had never felt anything to compare with this.
"Ooooh, a double fuck! Ram my hairy cunt, George! Oh, Merle, fuck my ass!"
They were fucking her almost brutally now, and she wanted it to continue forever. She wanted to move, to plunge her hips up and down, take those cocks deeper yet, as deep as was possible, but she couldn't move at all.
They stabbed powerfully into her body, hands on her tits and hands on her hips.
The words tumbled from her without a conscious thought. She was almost melting in erotic ecstasy, her body sensitive to those hard cocks.
Merle and George grunted as they thrust into her. Merle was almost stretched over her back, clutching a tit in one hand and her hips in the other. George was now sucking vigorously at her other nipple.
Suddenly both boys yelped at the same time.
Sara felt the hot spurting of come juice into her cunt and ass-hole at the same time. Her pussy and ass-hole clamped about the spewing cocks, flexing and sucking. She threw her head back and screamed.
She felt crushed between their hot, young flesh when it was finished. But that didn't matter. She was quite comfortable.
As they pulled away from her, she slipped to the floor, sprawling with arms above her head and legs wide, an enormous smile of satisfaction on her beautiful face.
And again she started thinking of Pamie....
CHAPTER TEN
Two days later, Pamie was still very much in Sara's mind.
She had seen the girl a number of times in the past few days, and she had not seen anything to change her mind from her first impression.
The girl was sexy, of that she was certain.
It was obvious to her that Pamie was anxious to do more than just have Merle jack off and come on her sugary cunt. She was forever showing, in various ways, that she wanted more than that.
Yet, it seemed Pamie was holding off, too, for some reason.
Merle and George were out there now in the front yard with her. Sara watched them from the window. She was as anxious as both boys, she knew, but for a different reason. The two boys wanted to fuck the sweet girl, and Sara wanted to prove to herself that she was right, that the little girl was hot for fucking and sucking.
Surely, she had not been wrong about her.
Pamie simply did not act or talk like a girl who teased, then let a boy be satisfied with jacking off over her cunt.
Pamie, somehow, gave the impression to Sara that she had been fucked before, and wanted more of the same.
The boys, holding back, wanted more proof, apparently. They watched her closely, went along with her tease, then teased in return.
Sara smiled as she watched, thinking with pleasure that after the girl gave those boys a nice hard-on, it was she who would get the benefit of it.
Right now she saw that Merle and George had lovely lumps in their cut-offs. She knew that those straining cocks were obvious to Pamie, too. She watched those flashing, hot eyes move to the front of her son's pants, then glide without hesitation to George. Once, Pamie had brushed her hand over the front of Merle's pants, her eyes sparkling.
Sara saw her son point toward the house, and then Pamie started walking toward the front door. Sara, wondering, opened the door to the girl.
"May I have a drink of water?" Pamie asked, her eyes bold and bright.
Sara watched those young eyes flick down to the thrust of her tits, saw the flare of interest in them. Sara kept her eyes on the girl as she walked toward the kitchen. Pamie was wearing a skirt and blouse. She was amused at the teasing sway of that small, tight ass. Just before Pamie entered the kitchen, she looked over her shoulder at Sara.
"Thank you," she said in a low voice.
Pamie's eyes lingered on Sara's swelling tits a bit longer than necessary.
Almost breathless with anticipation, Sara went into the kitchen and watched the girl drink. Setting the glass on the sink, Pamie turned to face Sara.
They looked at each other a long time, eyes locked.
"You're very pretty," Pamie said, her voice a whisper.
"So are you, honey," Sara replied, still gazing at those hot eyes. Then, before she could stop herself, Sara blurted, "You want those boys, don't you?"
A smile came over Pamie's face, her eyes flaring with sexual heat. She nodded without blushing, her eyes still bold and smoldering.
"I thought so," Sara said. "I didn't think you were just teasing them."
"I don't tease," Pamie said.
"I know that, too. What I wonder about is what's been stopping you, Pamie?"
Without batting an eye, Pamie said, "You."
"Me?" Sara's eyes widened. "I don't understand. What makes you think I'm stopping you?"
"They're with you all the time now, you keep watching them when I'm here."
Pamie was so bold, Sara thought. She had never seen a girl so blunt, so uninhibited about saying that she wanted to fuck a boy.
"There's other places you could be with them," Sara answered. "I don't keep them in here."
"They won't go with me."
Somehow that pleased Sara.
"I think you're fucking them," Pamie said, startling Sara.
"What did you say?"
"I think they won't go with me because you're fucking them," Pamie said again. "Are you fucking George and your son?"
For a moment anger flared in Sara, but she shook it off.
"Why do you think that?"
"Oh, I can tell."
For a moment longer they stared at each other.
Then Sara burst out laughing. "What's so funny?"
"I can tell too, about you," Sara said. "I could see it in your eyes when I first saw you. And you felt it with me. Am I right?"
Pamie nodded.
Sara moved toward the girl, and Pamie stood still, her eyes fixed upon the thrust of Sara's spongy tits.
"No questions," Sara said. "We'll ask no questions of each other. You know, and I know, what we want. You're very young, and I'm old enough to be your mother. But none of that matters. I don't want to know about you, Pamie. Not what started you so young, why you like it so much-nothing."
"No questions," Pamie agreed.
Almost solemnly, they shook hands like two adults concluding a lucrative business meeting.
Turning, Sara went to the living room with Pamie following her. She opened the door and called Merle and George. She stood back as they came in.
"Boys," she said, "Pamie and I have just reached an understanding."
Merle and George looked puzzled.
"Pamie wants to fuck you guys," Sara said bluntly.
Merle giggled in a childish way, and George stared almost bug-eyed.
Pamie smiled at them, a teasing but promising smile. Sara watched as Pamie pulled her dress up, slipped her fingers into the tight waistband of her white panties. Then the panties were rolled down. Kicking them from her feet, Pamie stood with her dress at her waist, biting at a thumbnail as though she were waiting for approval.
Pamie's succulent cunt was fully revealed to all of them. There was soft hair on her lower stomach, sparse, and none at all along those sugary cunt lips.
Merle, not as hesitant as his friend, moved to Pamie quickly. Sara watched her son feel Pamie's sweet pussy, a grin on his face. Pamie spread her feet on the floor, and Sara watched Merle slip a finger into her tight cunt.
Pamie immediately mewled with pleasure, her hand moving for the front of Merle's pants. Now George finally moved. He drew his cock from his pants and stood on the other side of Pamie. Sara couldn't see what he was doing, but she knew he was fondling the tight little ass cheeks. Pamie gripped his exposed cock and began to pump eagerly on it. Merle, using one hand, opened his pants and Sara was amused at the speed in which Pamie had his prick out.
Watching them feeling each other, with Pamie jerking on both cocks excitedly, with Merle's finger darting in and out of her sugary cunt, Sara found her own pussy steaming like a kettle on the stove. She slipped her blouse off, her naked tits jutting out tantalizingly.
Pamie's eyes glowed as she watched Sara stripping, but her hands continued to jack on the two hard, throbbing cocks. Pamie was gasping and her small hips jerked and swayed.
With her eyes blazing in heat, Sara let her skirt fall. Since she wore nothing under the blouse and skirt, she stood naked, proud and beautiful.
Pamie's eyes glowed as she took in the thick hair that concealed Sara's cunt. Sara ran her fingers through the silky strands, pulling at the puffy lips of her pussy, arching her hips outward. The two boys weren't paying any attention to Sara at this moment; they were far too excited by having their hands on this succulent little body right now. Sara felt no jealousy or fear of being left out. She knew she would not be left out.
As she rubbed her distended clitoris, Sara watched her son drop to his knees and shove his face into the sweetness of Pamie's cunt. Pamie whimpered with eagerness and spread her legs, bending them at the knees. Sara was not at all surprised to see this sweet girl writhe her cunt against Merle's face.
Going to them, Sara gently pulled Pamie back until she was sitting on the couch. Merle had followed on his knees, his eyes burning between those slim thighs. Pamie needed no urging to spread her legs as far as she could, or to shove her pretty little ass to the edge of the cushions.
Sara gazed at the sheer beauty of that tender cunt, then her son shoved his mouth onto it and began licking and sucking on the girl's tiny clitoris.
Pamie still wore her blouse, and her skirt was hiked to her waist. Sara lifted the blouse and saw the perky, small, tight tits with those pale nipples. Cupping one of them in her hot palm, she squeezed as she watched George climbing onto the couch.
No one talked. The room was completely silent except for the heavy, excited breathing of all four.
Caressing Pamie's small, springy tits, Sara looked at her son as he licked at the almost hairless cunt enthusiastically, holding Pamie's hips with his hands. On the other side of the little girl, George's cock strained from his open pants.
Again Sara was not in the least surprised when Pamie turned her head toward George's cock, opening her mouth willingly. She gave a low laugh of delight when she saw how hungrily Pamie accepted the throbbing hard cock with her lips. She heard the low, muffled squeal of pleasure that Pamie made as George pressed his cock deeply into her tight, hot, very greedy, mouth.
Feeling her son's hand moving up her thigh, Sara spread her legs wide. As his hand moved about her hairy cunt, she lowered her face, and began to suck on a small, tasty, hard tit. She felt the little girl wrap an arm around her, holding her head tightly down.
Moist, sucking sounds mingled with the heavy breathing now. Pamie rocked her hips up and down, smashing her cunt into Merle's face. Sara sucked and licked, getting the whole small tit into her mouth. She made sure her head could twist and watch her son eat that tasty pussy, or see the tight way Pamie's lips stretched about George's cock. Merle now had a finger moving in and out of her bushy, slippery cunt.
Pamie slammed her cunt into Merle's face and began to grind furiously, then her small body shuddered. There was a gurgling sound, moist and delicious.
Twisting her head up, Sara saw Pamie gobbling in a frenzy on George's cock. She saw the boy's balls writhing, become tight, and Sara knew he was on the brink of spewing thick come juice into that hungrily sucking mouth. She knew, too, that Pamie was doing her best to bring that come juice from his balls and down her throat. Pamie's lips glistened with come juice when
George withdrew his cock, and her expression was enough to show her delight at having come juice in her mouth. Sara then saw her son pull his head out of that sugary crotch, his face wet with Pamie's juices. His cock was jerking up and down.
"Fuck me!" Pamie screamed, breaking the silence. "Oh, fuck me ... fuck me!"
While Sara and George watched, Merle thrust his cock into that hot, tight cunt. Merle's cock penetrated the pink cunt easily, and Pamie whipped her little ass up with a hiss of throaty excitement. Seeing her son's cock fucking that sweet, tender cunt sent Sara's emotions soaring happily.
But George, despite just being sucked off by Pamie's eager mouth, had a beautiful hard-on again. Sara reached for it across Pamie's thrashing stomach.
"Bring this cock to me," she groaned hotly, pulling on it. "Fuck me with this lovely cock, George."
Sara sat next to the squirming, moaning Pamie, spreading her legs wide. George, kneeling between her knees while Merle was doing the same with Pamie, probed the swollen head of his cock against Sara's hairy, steaming cunt. She started to grasp his cock, but Pamie raced her hand down, beating her to it.
"Let me!" Pamie giggled wickedly, her hips still churning as Merle fucked her. "I wanna put his cock in your cunt!"
Sara lifted her crotch and watched eagerly as the little girl fitted George's cock smoothly into her hair-lined cunt. Even when George slammed his prick fully into Sara's cunt, Pamie splayed her fingers around it and pressed on Sara's pussy. She held her hand that way all the time George fucked her, and her small hips squirmed and tossed and thrashed while Merle stabbed time and again into her clasping young pussy.
Pamie's lips still glistened with come juice, and when Sara turned her head toward the girl, she found Pamie moving those lips close to hers. As those lips met and began to writhe against each other, Sara felt Pamie's small, moist tongue slip into her mouth. She also felt a hand cupping and squeezing at her tit. It was Pamie feeling them, she knew.
Pamie slipped her hand down and between Sara's cunt and George's cock, pressuring against the hairy lips. An orgasm was building within Sara, causing her stomach to ripple.
Pulling her mouth from Pamie's, Sara felt the little girl drop immediately to her tits, sucking vigorously on a rigid nipple. Past Pamie's head, Sara watched those small hips twist and grind, bounce and thrash as Merle fucked strongly into her cunt.
Then Sara's eyes closed as the orgasm erupted, sending flames licking about her body, centered hotly between her thighs. She heard Pamie yelping in a muffled sound around her tit, and it was obvious that she, too, was clutched by orgasms. There were grunts from George, and her cunt began to fill with his thick come juice. He pressed against her, his body stiff, his cock deep inside her clinging cunt, the gushing of his come juice powerful.
Then Merle gave a loud groan. Pamie's hips seemed to thrash even more violently as Merle spewed his come juice into her receptive, young cunt.
As Sara brought iced tea for them, Pamie and the two boys removed their clothing. They eagerly fondled and felt each other, giggling like naughty children. Sara watched them as she sipped her tea.
She felt as if she were one of them. She felt like a girl-child again herself, doing deliciously wicked things with the boy next door.
Both boys, again, had beautiful hard-ons, and Sara watched with pleasure when Pamie took turns sucking on them, running her wet little tongue about those hairless balls as if she had been sucking cock all her life.
It was, she thought, going to be one hell of a hot summer, very hot....
