It was Henry David Thoreau, in Walden, who remarked, "The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation." This statement appears to be just as true today as it was then. Perhaps it is even more valid today considering the pressures and frequent monotony of today's world.
The majority of today's men and women live in boring circumstances, and when the opportunity for change arises, they are often quick to seize the chance. For the characters in this story, the opportunity is one which many would consider perverse and deranged for it is one of incest. But it provides a release and a need. All morals and scruples are cast aside in a moment of madness-a chance to grab pleasure before it is taken away.
SPREAD WIDE, MOMMY!-a novel about the quiet desperation in so many of us-and the extremes to which it may drive us.
-The Publisher
Chapter One
The bulb flashed.
"Tommy!" Karen shrieked, her arms swiftly covering her straining tits.
Her son laughed, running out of the bathroom.
"Damn you!" she called through the open door. "I knew I should never have bought you that camera!"
Karen was sitting in the tub, surrounded by scented bubbles. She had not expected her son
to dart in and take her picture with his new instant camera. She had been startled, to say the least. For a while she sat fuming, embarrassed more than angry with him.
Ever since she had given him the camera last week, he was always sneaking up on her and taking a picture, sometimes when she was in awkward positions. Like the time two days ago when she had been on her hands and knees, her head shoved under the kitchen sink, searching for a box of scouring powder she knew she had, but couldn't find. Her shoulders had been down, her ass in the air, and her skirt had lifted. He had shown her the picture after it developed, and she had blushed at what she saw.
The backs of her slim thighs were shown, of course, but she had not expected to see the slight bulge of her cunt against the crotch of her panties. She had tried to tear the picture up, but he had jerked it back and run off, laughing. He even had one of her sitting on the toilet, but the only thing that showed then was her knees, her panties on them.
Now he had one of her tits, her naked tits. He was becoming bolder with the camera, she knew, and she felt it was time to say something, yet she didn't want to say anything.
She found it oddly pleasant that her son took the pictures of her. It caused a funny little tingle in the pit of her stomach. She didn't mind, not really, as long as he didn't show them to any of his little friends. She could imagine the fun they would have with such pictures. She visualized a group of young boys sitting around, looking at her image in full color, her tits exposed, her panties dangling, and jerking off their little hard-ons frantically. It amused her in a way, but it also embarrassed her.
She washed the soap off her body, standing up in the tub as the water drained, and keeping a wary eye on the door. It was still open as her son had left it. She turned the shower on and let the stinging spray rinse the rest of her body free of soap. She was reaching for the huge towel when she saw her son peek around the door at her.
"Tommy! I'm warning you!" she yelped, jerking the towel about her body quickly. "Take one more picture and you're going to get it, young man!"
"Get what, Mom?" he giggled.
"You'll find out," she said, holding the towel protectively over her flawless tits, making sure it covered below her crotch.
"Promises, promises," Tommy taunted. Then he did something that made Karen gasp, he stepped into the open, grabbed his balls and wiggled his hand.
"Eat this!" he said, then raced away, laughing gleefully.
Karen had frozen with the towel barely hanging on her body, her mouth and eyes wide. He had never done anything like that with her. She was more surprised than angry at the moment, wondering where he could have learned such a suggestive gesture. She didn't think her son was old enough to know much about such things.
She got out of the tub after turning the shower off, slipping to the door and closing it. This time she turned the lock. Feeling secure, she dried herself with the towel, then she realized she had not brought fresh clothing with her. All she had was the towel. She peeked out of the door, afraid her son was lurking there with his camera. But he was not around. She opened the door wider. Her room was about five feet away, and she made a dash for it.
She felt, more than saw, the flash go off.
She felt the heat of it on her thighs and ass, and with a yelp, she raced into her room, slamming the door. She had no idea where her son had been hiding; she had not seen him. Leaning against the closed door, she felt the coolness of the wood, and realized her towel had flapped as she ran, that her ass had been fully exposed. With a flush on her face, she moved to her dresser, looking at herself in the mirror.
Karen was a lovely woman, a beautiful woman. She had deep, copper-colored hair and sparkling green eyes, wide-spaced. Her nose was small and straight, and her mouth full, moist. She was of average height, her features soft, yet smoldering with freshly promise. Letting the towel fall to the floor, she looked at her tits. They were found and firm, her nipples tilted upward. She could place her tits next to any center-fold and come out even, if not the winner, she decided.
Maybe that was why Tommy shot those pictures of her. Maybe he had secretly stashed some of those magazine, and wanted to see how his mother compared with those beauties. Somehow, the thought made her feel good.
Her stomach was flat, her waist narrow. Karen's hips rounded and flowed in a graceful curve to her slender, sleek thighs. They were long thighs, smooth-textured, tanned to a honey color. The white of her flesh across her hips and tits testified to her bikini size, which was tiny, to say the least.
She looked down at her body in the mirror, seeing the thick patch of her pussy hair. It was shaped like a fan, with a very thin line growing up to her dimpled belly button. The hair was very thick, concealing the pink lips of her cunt. Running her hand through her pussy hair, she parted the slightly puffy lips, seeing the tip of her clit peek out teasingly. She couldn't resist running the tip of her finger over it.
The tremor that rippled through her brought a soft gasp of delight from her throat. The hair of her cunt was soft, like silk, she thought. Her clit felt hot on her finger, and when she shoved her hand between her thighs, cupping her cunt, she could feel the heat of it, literally.
Selecting a pair of white shorts, she wiggled her firm ass into them, sucking in her stomach to zip them up. Sliding her arms into a summer sweater, she noticed her nipples poking against it, outlined. Karen gazed at herself again in the mirror, and felt something that sent a shiver through her.
She wanted her son to take pictures of her.
The thought startled her as much as Tommy's camera flash did.
"You crazy broad!" she whispered to her reflection.
Wondering if such thoughts were due to her lack of a sex life, she sat on the edge of her bed, thinking. Karen was married, but her husband was off overseas with an oil company. She saw him maybe once or twice a year, and then only for about a month. What love they had once had was no longer there.
In the beginning, when he started going out of the country on those jobs, Karen had suffered with frustration that almost drove her up the walls. She learned, with difficulty, to cope, using her fingers and hands to satisfy the craving in her cunt.
Now her son was taking those pictures of her. And Karen wanted him to. Lewd pictures.
"Yes, you are crazy, you dumb broad," she said to herself in a whispery voice. She ran her hand up her thigh, toward her crotch, then jerked it away as if burned.
The sound of the door opening caused her to look up. Tommy peeked in, a grin on his face, a twinkle in his young eyes.
"Tommy," she said, lifting a finger in warning.
Her son grinned wider, then tossed a picture to her. She saw her naked ass flashing as she raced toward her room, and then he tossed the other picture. Karen saw herself in the tub, her tits exposed, a startled expression on her face.
"You like that, don't you?" she asked, looking up at him. "You really like to surprise me with that damned camera, don't you?"
Tommy nodded, grinning from ear to ear.
"Okay, take my picture," she said before she could stop herself.
She flung her legs wide open, arching her hips up as she leaned back on one elbow, her beauti- ful face assuming a lewd expression. The crotch of her white shorts drew tightly into her cunt, molding around her pussylips and giving a hint of her cunt slit.
Tommy sucked in a deep breath, his eyes staring between his mother's thighs.
"Go on," she said, her voice throaty. "Take my picture if you want to. Take all the damned pictures of me you want."
"Really, Mom?" he asked, excitement in his voice.
As an answer, Karen twisted her ass, making her legs go wider until the whole expanse of her crotch was showing. Coppery curls of pussy hair escaped the tight band, making Tommy's eyes blaze.
He rushed from the room, and Karen wondered if she had frightened him. But he was back quickly, his camera in his hand. When he lifted it, aiming at her, Karen arched her ass up, legs open as far as she could get them, her green eyes taking on a smoldering heat as she licked her lips. She placed a hand on her inner thigh, her fingertips near the crotch of her shorts. The bulb flashed, and as he lowered the camera, Tommy stared open-eyed into his mother's crotch.
Karen held her pose, watching her son gasping, then lowered her eyes to the front of his pants. His cock was starting to bulge outward.
"Let me see it," she asked in a soft voice when the picture was developed. Tommy handed it to her, and Karen looked at it. She saw what her son had seen. She felt a rippling excitement shoot up her spine as she looked at herself. It was a sexy picture, obviously of a woman aroused. She saw the hair sticking from her crotch, the outlines of her cunt, the way her nipples protruded at her tight sleeveless sweater. "Not bad at all. I look as good as those girls in the magazines, don't I, Tommy?"
"You look better, Mom," he said, his voice quivering.
"So, you do have those magazines!" Karen said, grinning at her son. "I thought that was where you got the idea."
Karen lay back, drawing one knee up.
"Want to take more?" she asked, her voice husky, her eyes hot.
Tommy giggled and lifted his camera.
Karen drew her knee back to her tit, smashing it, parting the other leg wide. Tommy moved to his mother's feet, and shot the camera up her thigh, directly at her crotch. Karen lifted her head, and the lens caught the fire in her green eyes, the expression of wanton hunger on her face.
"Very nice," she murmured.
"Let me take some more, Mom," Tommy asked, his voice shaking.
Karen glanced at the front of her son's pants. His cock was swollen into full hardness now, throbbing at the tight jeans. He didn't seem to notice his prick showed, or else he didn't care, Karen thought.
"Take all you want," she whispered.
She sat up, her knees pulled up, but spread wide. She lowered one shoulder of her sweater, almost exposing her nipple. Pressing her arms against her tits, she crushed them together. Both her hands were between her thighs, her fingers making a frame to call attention to the tight crotch of her shorts. She licked her lips, gazing erotically at the camera.
"Take one this way," she said, her voice hardly loud enough to be heard.
She turned onto her stomach and drew her knees beneath her body, sending her tightly clad ass into the air. She parted her knees, her head twisted to look past her shoulder at her son as he lifted the camera behind her. Tommy held the camera up for a long time before he pressed the shutter switch. Karen gazed at his cock, seeing the outline of it, feeling her cunt seeping juices, her clit swollen into a very hard knot, throbbing deliciously. She moved one hand up her thigh, and curled her fingers into the tight crotch of her shorts.
Tommy, holding the camera up with one hand, slipped his other to the front of his pants. He tried to adjust the pressure on his cock, and couldn't. With fumbling fingers, he jerked the zipper down and lifted his hard cock from his pants.
Karen made a wet, swallowing sound as she stared at her son's cock. It was longer than she would have thought, with a smoothly swollen head and a dripping piss hole. She licked her lips, her uplifted ass swaying as the heat of her cunt increased significantly.
Holding the shaking camera with both hands, Tommy peered at his mother's upraised ass through the viewer. Karen watched her son's cock jerk up and down, finding it exciting to see, sticking from his pants this way. She moved her fingers along the tightness of her shorts, feeling the pressure in her cunt. She whimpered softly.
"Take it!" she hissed. "Take my picture now, Tommy!" Still Tommy waited.
"Take a picture of my ass!" Karen breathed hotly. "Hurry!"
The bulb flashed, and Tommy lowered the camera, still staring at his mother's upturned ass, watching her fingers rubbing up and down 1S% at her crotch. His cock jerked up and down, and Karen saw a bead of liquid fall from his piss hole. She didn't lower her ass; instead, she wagged it, pressing her fingers at her pussy hard enough to bring a moan from her throat.
Tommy stood frozen, his eyes fixed upon his mother's ass. Karen felt herself trembling as she stared at his rigid cock. There was a burning itch inside her cunt and her mouth became so watery, she couldn't swallow fast enough.
"Tommy," she whispered in a hoarse voice. "Oh, Tommy!"
The camera slipped out of his hand and bounced on the bed. She saw her son curl his fingers into fists, his chest heaving up and down. His eyes burned right into her crotch, right at her lewdly uplifted ass. Karen rubbed her fingers at the tight band suggestively, her ass swaying with invitation.
"Tommy," she whimpered again. "Please, baby ..."
Karen stretched her other hand for him, her fingers extended, her eyes blazing on his exposed cock.
"Let me," she cried softly. "Let me ... I want to touch it!"
Tommy moved woodenly to the side of his mother's bed. He never took his eyes off her ass, her fingers that rubbed at the crotch.
Strands of coppery hair showed along each side of her shorts now, and that sent shivers of anticipation about his young body.
Karen felt a wildness flooding her body. Tommy stood at the side of her bed, his cock hard and throbbing, only a few inches above her open hand. She felt a drop of liquid fall into her palm, and the lips of her cunt expanded as her clit pulsated.
"Oooooh, Tommy!" Karen sobbed, and grabbed her son's cock.
She squeezed it, bringing a grunt of pleasure from him. Karen felt the hot hardness in her fist, felt it run up her arm, making her tits swell, and down her stomach to her cunt. For a moment she thought she was going to come.
Karen held her son's cock, wanting to pump it, afraid to pump it.
Tommy shook, leaning over slightly, looking at her ass. She clutched his cock, seeing his cockhead bulge more, his piss hole flaring wide. The urge to fuck her son was powerful, very strong. She tried to fight it, but the more she fought, the stronger she wanted his cock up her cunt.
"I want ... I need ..." Karen choked. "Oh, Tommy!"
She pulled at his cock, then her fist moved on it, jacking back and forth, her fingers tight.
At the same time, she rubbed faster at her covered cunt, feeling the wetness seep through the cloth. She could feel her son leaning over, watching her fingers. She couldn't see him because her eyes were glued to the head of his cock. But she could feel his eyes on her ass, on her moving fingers. With a groan, she pushed a finger into her tight crotch, feeling one puffy cunt lip, wet and slippery. She didn't know if her son could see the lip of her cunt or not, but at the moment it didn't matter. She gripped his cock as hard as she could, squeezing it, jerking on it, whimpering with a growing delight.
Tommy was gaping and groaning, watching his mother's finger inside her shorts. He saw the puffy Up of her cunt, the hair growing along it. He could see just a little of the wetness, and his balls throbbed tightly inside his jeans. There was a moist sound coming from his mother's shorts, a sound he had never heard before, but one that excited him more than anything he could think of. He felt his mother's hand jacking his cock, felt his balls turn hard. He knew he would come if his mother kept it up, and he wanted to come badly.
Karen clutched his cock, whimpering as she jerked it in short, quick strokes, her eyes never leaving his swollen prickhead. She felt lewd and wanton, and she didn't care. Nothing mattered at the moment to her except her son's cock in her fist, feeling the hardness of it, his eyes on her ass. She was very close to orgasm herself, and the tip of her finger moved into the tightness of her wet cunt. The crotch of her shorts prevented her from thrusting her finger deeply, and she moved the tip to her clit, finding the tight confines of her shorts a hindrance. She wanted them off, wanted her ass and cunt to be fully exposed to her son, wanted to stab herself in the cunt with her fingers violently.
She could actually smell the scent of her son's cock. It was only about a foot away from her face, and she could even feel the heat of it. Her eyes shone as she pumped her fist back and forth. The idea of jacking her son off shot wild hungers through her body. She jerked faster and harder, her ass swinging about. She sobbed and cried out in soft sounds of erotic pleasure. She felt the increase of his throbs, and knew the signals.
For a moment she almost stopped.
Then with a cry, she gripped his cock harder yet, her fist pounding back and forth.
"Mom!" Tommy gasped.
"Oh, Tommy!" she whimpered.
The fingers at her crotch tore at the tightness, but she couldn't tear the material. The best she managed was to expose one swollen Up of her cunt, with the hair growing along it. Tommy gulped and his eyes bulged, mesmerized by the sight of his mother's pussy.
"Take a picture of me!" Karen shouted.
Quickly, Tommy grabbed his camera, his cock jerking from his mother's fist. He stepped to the foot of the bed, aimed the camera, and caught the image of his mother's cunt half-exposed.
"Hurry, Mom!" he yelped, dropping the camera and shoving his cock back into her fist. "Hurry, hurry!"
"Yes, baby! Oh, yes!"
Karen's fist flew back and forth on his cock. She cried out as the explosion seared through her overheated cunt. Her ass jerked about wildly as she came, and she squeezed as hard as she could on her son's cock.
"Oooohhh, Mom!" Tommy groaned.
Come juice gushed from his prick, smearing her hand and wrist. It almost shot into her face, but landed an inch away on the bed. Karen cried out with rapture as she pumped hard on his cock, watching the creamy come juice boil from his piss hole.
Chapter Two
"Oh, Mom!" Tommy groaned, sinking to his knees at the edge of her bed, his chest heaving.
"Yes, baby," she murmured, slowly stretching her legs out, letting her ass down. She pressed her cunt into the mattress, her tits crushed beneath her. She was turned to look at her son, her eyes still smoldering with a moist hunger. She looked at her hand, seeing her son's come juice smeared all over it. She didn't wipe it off.
She saw the picture he had taken in the heat of their passion. Her ass was high in the air, and she saw the Up of her cunt, the coppery curls on it-even the moisture.
Tommy lifted his head and looked at with her. "That's the best one yet, Mom," he said, no longer breathing hard.
Karen grinned at him.
"What are you going to do with the pictures?"
"Look at them," he said. "Look at them all the time."
"Why do you want pictures of me?" she asked. "Pictures like this?"
"So I can ..." He lowered his eyes bashfully. "You know."
"Play with yourself," she said. "Look at my pictures and play with your . . . self."
He nodded.
"But," Karen said softly, looking at her smeared hand again, "that's what I just did, played with your . . . with you. Why do you need pictures to do it for yourself?"
As soon as she said it, Karen understood the significance. And, so did Tommy. They looked at each other, then Karen giggled, the sound like a naughty child.
"Well, that's what I did, didn't I?"
Tommy stood up, his cock dangling. "Do it again, Mom," he said eagerly.
Karen gripped his cock, giggling at him. "Why don't you take more pictures?"
"You really want me to?"
"Why not?" Karen said, pulling on his cock. "The damage is done now. Go ahead, take all the pictures of me you want."
Excitement burned in Tommy's young eyes.
"Like the ones in the magazines, Mom?"
Karen didn't know what his magazines were, but suspected they were of the popular men's type, with center-folds of naked women. "If you think I'm prettier than those models, I don't mind."
"But what about this?" Tommy asked, pointing at his cock.
Karen licked her lips as she looked at it. "I'll take care of it," she promised. "Take my picture, and if you get all excited by it, I'll do it again for you."
Tommy had the camera in his hand again. Karen sat up, leaning against the headboard of the bed. She slipped one shoulder of her sweater down, and stretched it away from her nipple. Tommy was swallowing hard as he gazed at his mother's partially exposed tit. Karen grinned lewdly at him, running a fingertip over the nipple, making it stand up in hardness.
"Isn't this the way some of those models do it?" she whispered huskily.
"Yeah, Mom!" Tommy grunted.
"Take a picture of me with it showing," she said.
Tommy did. Her next pose was still on the bed. This time, she knelt, one tit showing completely. She unzipped her tight shorts, opening them at the waist, curls of cunt hair showing. She arched her body, her expression wanton. Tommy's cock was hard again, standing upright, swaying and throbbing. Karen posed for him, but her eyes were on his cock. She didn't want to jack him off again; she wanted to fuck him.
Getting to the floor, she turned her back coyly to him, sliding her shorts down. She wiggled her ass to peel the tight garment to her thighs, and then she stood up, hanging onto her shorts in one hand, looking over her shoulder at her son with hot, glowing eyes. Tommy stared long and hard at his mother's creamy ass, the whiteness of her ass cheeks erotic against the tan of her thighs and back.
"Take a picture of my . . . ass," she whispered.
Tommy gulped, lifting the camera to his eye. His mother's ass swelled out, creamy and smooth, unblemished. It was a much prettier ass than any of the models in his magazines, he felt.
Karen felt the heat of the flash, and then sat on the bed, her shorts at her thighs. As her son stood looking at her, his cock pointing up in stiffness from his open jeans, she lifted one knee. Tommy stared at his mother's cunt. He couldn't see her wet pussy lips, but only hair, but it was enough to make his cock lurch powerfully. Karen stripped her sweater off over her head, tossing it to the bed. She arched her shoulders, her tits straining out with rubbery hard nipples. She grinned as lewdly as she could into his camera, opening her uplifted knee slightly.
Tommy's cock dripped again,, clear juice running down his cockshaft. He gazed at his mother's body through the viewer. Her shorts were halfway down her thighs, and he could see the thick curls of her cunt as he snapped the picture.
Karen shoved her shorts off her feet, then with burning eyes, lay back on the bed, her lower legs over the edge. She parted her knees. Tommy swallowed hard as he stared, and Karen gave a soft whimper, then flung her knees as wide as she could.
"Mom!" Tommy gulped.
He was looking right at his mother's cunt, her pink pussy lips wet with juices. Her elongated clit strained up from the wet folds, and Karen writhed her ass suggestively. The sensation of being so openly exposed to her son was fantastic. She felt as if she could come just having her son look up her legs and see her fiery pussy.
"Take a picture," Karen hissed throatily. "Take a picture of my ... of this."
Tommy's hands shook as he took the picture of his mother's cunt. Then Tommy placed the camera on the bed near his mother's hip, and Karen took his hand, pulling and positioning her son between her legs. She lifted her head as she held his prick, and rubbed his swollen piss hole lightly against the wet, burning lips of her pussy.
"Ohhhhh," she whimpered.
Tommy gasped with the contact of his cock against his mother's cunt.
"Tommy! Please!" Karen sobbed.
The wet heat seared the head of his prick, and Tommy couldn't stop the movement. Karen moaned as she felt the head of her son's cock penetrate the slippery lips of her cunt. With his cockhead inside her pussy, Tommy suddenly froze.
"Do it!" Karen hissed. "Mom, I gotta ..." "Shove it in me!" she urged, swinging her hips up.
Tommy gasped as he watched his cock sink into his mother's cunt. Karen gave a cry of delight as he felt the hardness of her son's cock slide into her cunt. The lips of her pussy rippled, squeezing, pulling his prick deeper and deeper.
"Shove it to me, Tommy!" she cried out.
Tommy couldn't resist. He lunged forward, and his cock was buried into her fiery cunt. Karen gasped. She felt every inch of her son's cock inside her pussy, felt it throb, felt the hardness. She ran her hands up his arms, and pulled him on top of her, his face smashing into her naked tits. Feverishly, Karen ran her hands down her son's back, clutching at his ass cheeks as she lifted her legs, tightening them about his hips, her ankles locking at the backs of his thighs.
"Fuck me!" Karen screamed.
"Oh, Mom!" Tommy groaned, and he began to pound into his mother's cunt.
"Harder!" Karen screamed, digging her hands into her son's jerking ass, squeezing his ass cheeks. "Harder! Faster! Fuck me!"
Karen's mind spun with the heat of ecstasy. Her cunt was boiling about her son's cock, grabbing at it as he pulled back, then expanding to take it deep as he came down. She flung her naked ass about wildly, thrashing with steaming rapture. They made wet sounds as they banged together, Tommy's cock stabbing deliciously.
Karen clung to her son's ass, yelping and gasping, her ass swinging and twisting. She began to grind lewdly, her cunt smashing at the base of his cock. Her clit scraped his hard cockshaft, sending burning ripples about her flesh.
"Ohhhh, Tommy, Tommy!" she gurgled. "So good, baby! So very good!"
Tommy couldn't speak. He clung to his mother, his face between her tits, humping wildly, driving his cock in and out of her cunt with youthful vigor. Karen dug harder into the tight cheeks of his ass, twisting with powerful movements as his cock created a burning friction along the gripping lips of her cunt.
"Ooooh, baby, baby!" she sobbed, twisting her head about on the bed. "You feel so good in me! Fuck me, Tommy! Ohhhhh, darling, fuck me hard and fast and . . . ohhhhh, yes!"
With a powerful lunge, Karen rammed her crotch up tight against her son's cock. His prick seemed to go into her stomach. Karen gasped and hugged at his ass tightly, her hot thighs scissoring up and down his hips. The swelling heat inside her lower stomach was becoming unbearable, overwhelming her.
"Ooooh, baby, baby!" she cried ecstatically. "I'm going to come, Tommy! You're going to make mother come! Harder, faster . . . I'm going to come!"
Screaming wildly, Karen threw her burning cunt upward, and the puffy lips grabbed at her son's cock. The waves of wet heat shot through her, the orgasms searing her soul. She screamed with the intensity of coming, her legs tight around his hips.
Tommy plunged as fast as he could into his mother's convulsing cunt, snorting loudly. He was about to come, and wasn't sure what he was supposed to do. But his mother knew he was close, and she knew what he was supposed to do. She clutched his ass, feeling him about to jerk his prick from her cunt.
"No!" she shrieked. "Do it! Do it in me! Come in me, Tommy!"
Tommy's young body became stiff.
"Now!" Karen shouted. "Squirt it in me! Squirt in mother's pussy!"
With a heavy grunt, Tommy came. The rapid gushes of come juice splashed into Karen's cunt. She shrieked again with ecstasy, her pussy sucking at his spurting prick. Even though she was coming in a ball of tight, white-hot heat, she still felt the throbbing of her son's cock as he came copiously into her greedy cunt.
Tommy slumped across his mother's naked body, breathing harshly, going limp. Karen stroked his back, softly and tenderly, feeling the tremors of his young body, his cock softening inside her cunt.
After what seemed a long time, Tommy stirred. He looked down into his mother's face, wondering, filled with questions. Karen smiled up at him, her eyes swimming wetly.
"It was beautiful, Tommy," she whispered.
"I done it, Mom!" he said, awed. "I really done it at last! It was better than I thought it would be."
"You mean fucking me?"
"Fucking anybody!"
With a laugh, Karen wrapped her arms about him, hugging him to her tits, kissing the top of his head. "Sure beats jacking off, don't it?"
"Any time, Mom," he agreed.
She turned him loose. "Take a picture of a well-fucked mother, why don't you?"
"Yeah, that's a good idea," Tommy said, slipping his cock from her pussy and picking up the camera.
Karen saw his cock glistening wetly as she parted her legs. She moved her hands to her cunt, and pulled her soaked cunt lips open, her clit showing. She grinned into the camera as her son snapped the shutter.
When she saw the finished picture, come juice could be seen seeping from her pussy.
"You really don't need pictures of me anymore, you know," she said softly.
"But I still wanna have pictures of you."
"Okay," Karen agreed. "You can take all you want, but you don't have to look at them and jack off. If you feel the need for that, let me know. I've got the perfect place for it. A nice, hot, wet place."
Tommy laughed, delighted.
Karen scooted up on the bed, stretching out with her legs open. She cupped her tits, looking at her son, pleased with the pleasure she was giving him.
Tommy began taking more pictures of her.
Karen posed and positioned herself, trying to come up with the lewdest poses she could think of. She leaned at the headboard, lifting both her legs straight up in the air, her cunt shining openly, looking through her legs as he snapped the picture. She ran a finger up her cunt for him, and put another in her mouth. She pulled her knees beneath her body and shot her ass in the air, and let her son snap a picture of her cunt and asshole, with her face leering between her legs.
By the time he ran out of film, there were dozens of colorful pictures spread on the bed, and his cock was hard again. Karen was on her hands and knees, her feet hanging over the edge of the bed, her ass high.
"Put that camera down and fuck me again," Karen hissed.
Tommy dropped the camera, out of film, his cock rearing up in hardness.
Karen shook her uplifted ass erotically.
Tommy didn't waste any time. He rammed his cock up his mother's cunt from behind.
"Oooooh, hard!" Karen screamed.
Tommy started banging into his mother's cunt.
"Hard and fast!" Karen cried out with delight.
Her uplifted ass, creamy and naked, gyrated wildly as her son plunged his cock in and out. Tommy gripped his mother's hips with his fingers, jerking her ass back onto his cock with each inward thrust. The soft smacking of his lower stomach upon her naked ass sounded like shots, exciting them both. Her nipples burned and tingled deliciously as she mewled and whimpered. She clawed at the sheets with frantic fingers, biting at her lips and tongue, eyes squeezed tight.
Karen wailed loudly, ramming her mouth into the mattress in an effort to soften her shriek of rapture. Her cunt seemed to expand for a moment, then it clamped about her son's cock with a grip that was unbelievable. Tommy had no choice but to stuff his prick as deep and tight as he could, his balls smashed at her pulsing, knotted clit.
"Oh, God! Tommy, Tommy!" Karen screeched, her ass gyrating in wild motion. "I'm coming! Ohhhh, baby, mother's cunt ... is coming! More, darling, more! I want to keep coming forever!"
Tommy gritted his teeth, staring with hot, glazed eyes down at his mother's grinding ass. He saw her asshole sink inward, then bulge outward, the visible signs of her overwhelming orgasm. His cock lurched into a greater hardness, and his young balls exploded. The boiling squirts of his come juice gushed out of his piss hole into the fiery depths of his mother's hungry, consuming cunt.
Chapter Three
Tommy slumped across his mother's upraised ass, gasping.
Karen twisted from beneath her son. Tommy flopped over the bed onto his back, his chest heaving as he gasped and panted. His cock, wet with the combined juices, glistened invitingly.
Karen gazed at him, her eyes fixed upon his cock and balls. A small tuft of hair was at the base of his cock, but his preciously sweet balls had none at all. He lay with his legs slightly apart, his body still trembling from the violence of his discharge. Come juice seeped out of Karen's cunt as she sat up, leaning over her son, gazing in mesmerized fascination at his young cock and balls.
Her eyes were slitted with passion, her lips slightly parted, the tip of her tongue moving from one corner of her mouth to the other slowly. Her tits lifted and fell, but she wasn't panting with tiredness. Karen was panting from the gnawing hunger chewing at the pit of her stomach,, with the way her cunt kept pulsing and throbbing. She felt as if she were on the brink of another orgasm, staring at her son's cock and balls. Tommy's eyes were closed as he recovered slowly.
"Oh, baby," Karen whispered, her voice thick.
She ran a hot hand up and down his thigh, caressing him and gazing fixedly at his cock and balls. She could see the cheeks of his ass just beneath his balls. With a gentle movement, she pulled his legs farther apart, leaning down to look closely. The scent of his crotch lifted to her nose, and Karen inhaled with pleasure. There was the musky odor of fucking on him, the scent of come juice and the delicate fragrance of her cunt clinging to his cock.
"So beautiful, honey," she crooned, stroking his inner thigh. "You're so beautiful, Tommy. Such precious balls . . . such a lovely cock. Oh, God . . . you're the most beautiful, precious boy in the whole world!"
She kissed his thigh. She parted her lips slightly, sucking at the flesh of his inner thigh, the tip of her tongue swirling, tasting him.
Tommy was surrounded with the colorful pictures he had taken of his mother, and somehow this excited Karen, too. Sliding her hot hand up his thigh to his balls, she cradled them tenderly, looking at a few of the pictures near his hip. She appeared lewd and wanton in the ones she was looking at, tits and cunt blatantly revealed. The idea that others might see those pictures gave her a momentary twinge of excitement.
She kissed higher on his thigh, then parted her lips slightly, rubbing them back and forth, going almost to his crotch, then to his knee. She kept her hands in constant motion, enjoying the intimate touch of her son. Now and then she glanced up at his face. Tommy's eyes were open now, as he watched his mother expectantly. His cock rested along one side of his crotch, gleaming wetly.
Karen slipped her tongue past her lips and licked his flesh. She felt her son's thigh tremble and she moaned softly. Swirling her tongue along his inner thigh, she licked from his knee to very close to his crotch. Tommy began to shake with anticipation, his eyes now wide and excited. He lifted up on his elbows, looking down at his mother.
"Are you gonna ..."
Karen gurgled, swiped her tongue at his thigh, then turned her face toward him. She rubbed her cheek lightly on his thigh, her nose about three inches from his balls. Her green eyes sparkled with delight.
"Am I going to do what, honey?" she urged.
Tommy squirmed. "You know, Mom."
"You mean . . . this," and she took a long swipe at his balls.
Tommy sucked in air, his balls shrinking at the touch of his mother's tongue.
Karen giggled. "That what you mean?"
Tommy gulped, his eyes widening, a grin spreading over his face. "Yeah, Mom."
"Am I going to lick your balls?" she asked in a throaty voice. "Is that what you want to know?"
Tommy nodded vigorously.
Karen took another, much slower, lick at his hairless balls. She felt them writhe slightly beneath her tongue. Lifting her mouth, she cupped his balls in her palm, holding them up. Then she ran the tip of her tongue into them, from one side to the other, making soft whimpering sounds in her throat.
"That feels good, Mom," Tommy grunted, watching.
"I know," she whispered. "It tastes good, too."
"Balls taste good?" Tommy laughed selfconsciously.
"Mmmmmm, sweet and hot and round," Karen purred, nuzzling her chin at his balls. She rubbed them over her chin, gazing at his face. His expression was what she wanted-delight, expectancy, eagerness.
Dipping her face, Karen kissed his balls tenderly. But the light touch of his balls on her lips only made her crave a better taste, a more erotic taste. She gave a little cry of hunger, and parted her lips. Closing them around one of her son's balls, she sucked at it, her tongue licking.
"Oh, Mom!" Tommy gasped.
"Mmmmmm," Karen purred, rolling his ball about her mouth and tongue, her eyes fiery as she stared up at his face.
Again she whimpered, and pulled his other ball into her mouth. The feel and taste of her son's balls inside her wet, hot mouth sent her cunt into a quivering throb. She felt Tommy's balls writhe gently as her lips pressed at the base of his cock, her bottom hp near his asshole. She sucked his balls, tenderly and lovingly. She ran her hands up and down his thighs, stroking and caressing and feeling, her mouth stuffed with his sweet, young balls. His cock stirred and moved, starting to swell again.
Sobbing with erotic hunger, Karen let his balls fall from her mouth, but with a squeal, she buried her face into his crotch, her nose and mouth smashed into him. She kissed below his balls, twisting her face into his crotch, inhaling the exciting scent of him. She darted her tongue about his crotch, flicking at his balls, watching with blazing eyes as his cock lifted slowly, growing and stretching, becoming hard.
"Watching your cock grow hard is beautiful," she whispered.
She slipped between her son's thighs, spreading out on her stomach. Tommy looked over his mother's head, seeing her swelling ass. Then he caught a glimpse of her reflection in the mirror across the room. Her feet were pointed in that direction, and he saw his mother open her thighs as she lay between his legs.
"Can you see?" she asked in a husky voice. "Is the mirror in the right place for you to see me, baby?"
"I can see everything, Mom!"
"Then look at me," Karen said, breathless with hungry desire. "Look at my ass and cunt, baby. Keep looking at me in the mirror, and I'll do something for you that will blow your mind."
Tommy stared at their reflection, seeing his mother's creamy round ass, writhing and moving, the inner smoothness of her thighs, the tight, coppery curls of her cunt. He lifted his ass slightly.
"Eager, aren't you?" Karen moaned.
She ran her tongue into his balls again, stretching the tip below and slurping upward. She ran her tongue about his balls a moment, then up the swelling shaft of his cock to his very cockhead. She tasted the juices of her cunt on it, the lingering sweetness of his come juice.
"Tasty," she purred. "Very, very tasty."
She pressed her cunt into the mattress, spreading her legs wider. She arched her ass into the air, and Tommy saw, in the mirror, the glistening wetness of his mother's pink cunt. Karen lifted his stretching cock and swirled her tongue about his smooth prickhead. She lapped up a bead of clear liquid on his piss hole and felt her son's cock jerk under the contact. She held her head up, staring at his cock, watching his piss hole opening. As she arched her ass higher, the lips of her hairy cunt sucked inward. She whimpered and closed her lips about the head of her son's prick.
Tommy gave a loud gasp of pleasure, turning his eyes to his mother's face. Karen gazed up at him, her eyes smoldering with liquid heat, and she slipped her gripping lips down his cock slowly. She went down until her lips were at the base, the head of his swollen cock brushing her throat. Purring, she held his cock deep, feeling it throb on her tongue, the roof of her mouth, against her tingling lips. Moaning in delight, she sucked upward, very slowly, her lips holding tightly, her tongue pressing his prick to the roof of her mouth.
Tommy groaned at the sucking sensation on his cock. His eyes darted from his mother's filled mouth to her reflection in the mirror. There was so much to see, he tried to take it all in at the same time. His young body trembled with excitement, his cock straining into his mother's mouth. Karen made purring sounds as she held the swollen head of his cock in her mouth, her tongue licking back and forth, swirling around his smooth prickhead, tasting the juices seeping from his piss hole.
The taste of her son's cock sent ripples of ecstasy flowing down her body, making her tits swell in hardness, her nipples pulsing. The sweet flow continued downward, tightening her stomach, and then to her cunt. Her clit throbbed in a sweetly painful way, the lips of her pussy oozing slippery juices. She opened and closed her thighs, watching his face as he gazed into the mirror. She shoved her ass upward, sliding her hands down his thighs, then clutching the cheeks of her own ass. With her son's cock again deep inside her mouth, Karen pulled the rounded cheeks of her ass wide open.
"Oh, Mom!" Tommy groaned.
He saw his mother's puckered asshole just above her hairy cunt. His cock throbbed and dripped into her mouth as he stared. Karen twisted her uplifted ass, making a grinding motion to excite his visual senses. The increase in the throbs of his cock told her he loved what he was seeing, feeling.
Karen wanted to suck his cock slowly, savor the feel of it in her mouth, take her time, let it build for both of them. But she was hungry, insatiable to suck his lovely cock. With a muffled whine of rapture, she began to bob her beautiful face up and down, fucking her son's cock with her mouth. She held her lips tight, her tongue pressing it to her mouth, feeling it brush the entrance of her throat. She released the cheeks of her ass, sliding her hands back up his thighs. One hand moved beneath his ass, clutching it tightly, the other grabbed and twisted gently at his sweet young balls.
"Ooooohhh, Mom!" Tommy grunted.
He lifted his ass, trying to drive his cock down his mother's throat.
Karen let him shove it as deep as he could, digging into the cheek of his ass hard, making a gurgling, wet sound. She began to pump her cunt up and down, smashing her swollen, inflamed clit upon the mattress with her legs held wide so her son could see everything. Her cunt was on fire as she sucked his cock. Her cunt lips were swollen, sucking, dripping. Her clit was very tender and excited. She released his balls and moved her hand below his ass, taking both ass cheeks in her palms, squeezing his ass, sucking faster. She made wet sounds on her son's cock, wet sounds of cock-sucking ecstasy.
"What if you make me come, Mom?" Tommy gasped.
Karen lifted from his cock, rubbing his wet prickhead about her chin and face. "That's what I want you to do, darling," she whispered, slightly breathless. "I wouldn't suck your cock if I didn't want you to come."
"In your mouth?" Tommy asked, his eyes wide and hardly believing his mother would let him come in her mouth.
"Yes," she murmured. "Right in my mouth, Tommy. Promise you'll come in my mouth. If you don't come in my mouth, I won't suck it."
"Mom, suck me now!" Tommy cried out, straining his cock up to her mouth. "Come on! Hurry up and suck me! I'll come in your mouth!"
"Mmmmm," Karen whimpered. "I'll eat your fucking hard cock up! Mother will suck the piss out of your sweet, beautiful, hard cock! Give me a real big load, baby! Choke mother with your load!"
She dived onto her son's cock hungrily.
Tommy balled his fists up as his mother sucked with vigor on his cock. She sucked so powerfully, it felt as if she was trying to take it into her stomach. Her coppery hair swirled about with her movement, her ass grinding into the mattress again, her thighs opening and closing. Tommy's eyes switched from her stretching lips to the mirror, trying to take it all in. His balls drew up tight at the base of his prick. His face grimaced with agonizing ecstasy. Karen kept looking at his face, but her eyes smoldered with heat, making his features hazy. She tried to focus her eyes, wanting to watch his expression as she sucked his cock, but her eyes refused. They kept rolling loosely with perverse ecstasy.
The steamy sensations flooding Tommy's body made him gasp and twist his hips. Karen tightened her fingers on the cheeks of his tightening ass. She moved her fingers into his asscrack, spreading his ass as she lifted him up, pulling his cock as deeply as she could into her greedy, fiery wet mouth. Her cunt was burning with an approaching orgasm, and she moaned from around his cock, her cunt smashing up and down on the mattress swiftly now.
Tommy watched his mother humping the mattress in the mirror, seeing her ass tighten and relax, seeing her hair-rimmed cunt glistening wetly, then back at her face. Karen's expression was hot, wanton, erotic as she mouthed his prick, her lips sucking up and down hard and fast. Karen began to groan as her orgasm grew. She raced her mouth up and down, fucking his cock with delight. She loved the way his swollen cockhead smashed at the back of her throat, the way his cock burned between her lips. She drove her fingers into the crack of her son's ass, squeezing his ass cheeks hard. She felt his asshole puckering, and began to rub at it in a frenzy. Tommy started grunting and squirming.
"Mom, I'm getting close!" he yelped. "You want it in your mouth, really?"
Karen could only suck harder and with a more hungry motion. Her eyes were smoldering with expectancy, her tongue swirling. She smashed her cunt hard against the mattress, her orgasm clutching her with its sweet power. Tommy watched his mother's ass flexing as she came. He knew she was coming from the whines she made, and the motions of her naked ass. She couldn't suck his cock as she came, so she just held it deep and tight in her mouth, moaning with rapture. The spasms shot through her cunt like fire, and as the orgasm faded, she began to suck his cock again, with more vigorous suction than before. Desperately she pulled at his prick, eager to have that boiling come juice spew into her mouth, fill it, burn down her throat.
She held her face still, and jerked her son up and down, making him fuck her mouth, her finger still rubbing frantically at his tight asshole. His cock was about to burst, the throbbing became more powerful. It seemed to her that the head of her son's cock was twice the size it had been inside her cunt.
"Mom!" Tommy yelped, his face contorting. "I'm gonna come!"
The gush of creamy come juice flooded the back of her throat. Karen sobbed as it splashed there, burning as it ran straight down her throat. Her cunt clutched tightly as a second orgasm burned through it. She shoved her pussy violently into the mattress, sucking and gulping hungrily, taking each spurt of her son's cock across her tongue and into her throat. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she gulped hungrily, the taste searing her senses.
The squirts slowed, and Karen began racing her mouth up and down his cock again, sucking very hard. She wanted more, and she finally brought up a final thick gush of come juice. She didn't swallow it, but slipped her mouth off the tip of his cock, rolling the come juice about in her mouth, her cunt contracting time and again.
"God, that was so good!" she purred as she swallowed. Her lips glistened wetly as her eyes focused on his face. "Tommy, your come juice is the sweetest ever! I could suck your cock all fucking day, drink your sweet come juice all night!"
Tommy was pleased, surprised at his mother's hunger. "You really do love it, don't you, Mom?"
"I told you," she said, scooting up to he beside him. She crossed a warm thigh over his, pulling his face to her tits. "I love to suck cock, Tommy."
"Did you suck Dad's cock all the time?" he asked.
She nodded. "But yours tastes better," she said quickly. "I'd rather suck your prick than his, honey. You have a bigger load, and I just love big loads of come juice!"
"You ever suck other cocks, Mom?"
Karen hugged him tightly. "You're full of questions, aren't you? Why do you want to know that?"
"I just do," he said quietly.
Karen hesitated.
"Have you?" Tommy insisted on an answer. "Yes," she whispered.
"And you like it as much as sucking my cock?"
"Tommy, I love to suck your cock more than any I've ever sucked," she said, hugging him tightly.
Tommy was quiet for a while, then he asked in a small voice, "Mom, does Dad lick . . . suck you?"
"Sometimes," she replied.
"Do you like that, too?"
"Yes, honey. I like to have my cunt sucked."
Tommy moved a hand down his mother's back, feeling of the swell of her creamy ass. He trailed a finger up and down the hot crack of her ass, making her shiver nicely. She knew what Tommy was getting at, but wanted him to say it. She shivered again as he drew his finger up the crack of her ass, then she felt it move down again. This time he moved his finger deeper, and she felt her asshole pucker inward as the tip rubbed across it. Then he stroked his fingertip at her pussy from behind. Karen gave a small whimper and wiggled her ass.
"You really like to be licked, Mom?" Tommy asked softly. "I mean, a tongue on your cunt?"
"Yes, baby, I like it."
"A tongue inside your pussy, huh?"
"Oh, yes," she purred, arching her ass to his finger. "I love to be fucked with a tongue."
Tommy moved his finger into his mother's cunt, feeling the juicy heat of it. He worked his finger in and out, and Karen purred softly, silently urging her son to say it. Her cunt quivered with anticipation.
"I never done anything like that before, Mom," he said. "But I thought about it before, wondering what it was like. I didn't know a cunt was so wet, though."
Karen hugged him tighter.
"You have a lot to learn, don't you, baby?"
"I don't know anything, Mom," he confessed. "I don't know about pussy or anything."
"You know more about pussy now than you did this morning," she said, lifting his face and kissing his mouth. "You seem to love pussy, too."
Tommy giggled. "And blow jobs, Mom." "Especially a blow job." She laughed in delight.
"Mom, would you let me . . . you know, sort of kiss your cunt?"
Karen's pulse raced. She lifted up and looked down into his young face. She studied him a moment, then said in a soft voice, "Tommy, after what you and I have done this afternoon, you should know you can do anything with me. We've had fun, haven't we?"
Chapter Four
They had slept together through the night.
Both had been very tired from the afternoon. When Karen woke up the next morning, it was late. She stood and looked at her son as he slept, loving him more and more.
Then she bathed. She soaped her slim body with a fragrant soap, feeling the slippery smoothness of her flesh.
She toweled herself dry, trembling as she rubbed her creamy flesh until it glowed pinkly. She had just dropped the towel, when her son came into the bathroom, rubbing at his sleepy eyes. Half-asleep, he stood at the toilet, holding his cock. Karen watched him, curious to see her son piss.
The golden piss arced out of his cock, splashing into the bowl. Karen's eyes glowed, and she felt a strange sensation between her thighs. There was something pleasing about seeing her son piss, something she didn't know existed in her. Her clit swelled between the folds of her cunt, throbbing with an erotic perversity that surprised her. She didn't think of what she was doing as she slipped to the other side of the toilet bowl, parting her slender legs. She peeled the hairy lips of her cunt apart, arching her hips forward. And began to piss.
Tommy made a giggling sound. Their golden piss mingled as it splashed into the toilet. Karen's eyes took in a glow of heat as she watched. She had never tried to piss standing up before. It was easier than she suspected.
Playfully, Tommy lifted his cock.
Karen yelped.
Tommy's hot piss struck her cunt, burning it in a most delicious way.
"Ohhhhh, Tommy!" she moaned, arching her hips farther.
Tommy aimed his cock at his mother's cunt, pissing onto her clit, then raising it a bit more. He pissed into the coppery curls of her cunt. Karen's eyes slitted with the sensation of her son pissing on her cunt. She whimpered as she felt an orgasm starting to swell in her stomach. She had stopped pissing when her son aimed his cock at her pussy.
"Come on, Mom," Tommy urged. "Let me see you piss!"
"I can't!" Karen wailed. "I can't do it with you pissing on my fucking cunt!"
Tommy cut the stream off by pressing his finger and thumb at the base of his prick.
Karen squirted piss.
Tommy, giggling lewdly, shoved his cock toward his mother's cunt, feeling the hot piss flow over the head of his cock. "That feels good, Mom!" he said in a gasp. "Hot and wet! Almost like a shower."
"Do it again!" Karen urged in a thick voice. "Piss on my pussy, baby! Oooooh, Tommy, piss on my cunt!"
Karen spread the hairy lips of her cunt as wide open as she could, standing up on her tiptoes. Tommy released the pressure on his prick, and pissed against the opening of his mother's pussy. Karen whimpered as she stared down at his prick pissing on her pussy. The heat of his piss thrilled her, and she almost came. She tried to open her cunt more, wanting to feel his hot piss inside her cunt, but she was holding it as wide open as she could already.
Tommy giggled and pissed, spraying about the hair of his mother's cunt, splashing her clit, her inner pussy lips, and her hands. Karen began to shake with excitement, gushing golden piss along with him. The urge to shove her hand into the piss was strong, and she gave in to it.
She cupped the head of her son's cock, watching his piss spray around it, then she turned him loose, taking the force of his piss upon her cunt again. She lifted her wet hand and washed it about her swollen tits, crooning with perverse sensations.
When they finished, Karen stared at^her son's cock.
"I had no idea something could feel so good, Tommy," she whispered, awed at her feelings. "I liked the way it felt, your hot piss on my cunt."
"You have to take another bath now, Mom," he said, shaking his cock to send the last drops from his cockhead.
"I don't care," Karen said. "I'd take a dozen just to feel you piss on my cunt again."
She stepped into the tub a second time, turning the shower on. She motioned for her son to join her, and she soaped his body from head to foot. They hugged tightly, their naked bodies slippery with soap. Karen dropped to her knees, washing his cock and bails, then rinsing them.
She lifted his cock and kissed his prickhead, flicking her tongue about his piss hole. Tommy groaned and held her face, working his cock into his mother's mouth. Sucking it deep, Karen held his ass, her head turned up to look into his eyes.
"Are you gonna suck me off again, Mom?" Tommy asked eagerly, his cock turning hard inside his mother's hot mouth.
Karen pulled her lips away. "You'd love that, wouldn't you?" she whispered softly.
He nodded.
"I know other things that would feel good, honey," she said. "Don't you want me to be your whore?"
"Yes, Mom!"
"Then I have to do other things for you, too." "What?"
She pressed her tits about his cock, squeezing it in the creamy valley, then she rubbed up and down. She kissed his stomach, the shower spraying down over her head.
"Like fuck you with my tits," she murmured.
Tommy held his mother's head tightly to his stomach, humping his cock up and down between her tits, his balls rubbing her flesh. Karen held his tight ass and let him press and rub, squeezing her tits about his throbbing cock. She was surprised that she enjoyed the feeling so much. When her husband had fucked her tits, she had not liked it that much.
Pulling back, she said in a thick voice, "Turn around, honey."
Tommy turned, curious.
Karen placed her hands on his ass cheeks, rubbing them and gazing with hot eyes. She pulled his ass cheeks open, seeing his tight pucker there. She kissed first one cheek, then the other. Tommy wiggled, making a lewd sound. Karen darted her tongue out, licking up and down the crack of his ass quickly.
"Do whores do that, Mom?" he asked excitedly.
"Your whore does," she said. "Your whore does anything."
Tommy wiggled excitedly.
Karen parted the cheeks of his ass again, leaning down and peering between them. His balls could be seen dangling sweetly. She drew in a deep breath, then stabbed her tongue against her son's asshole. Tommy gave a soft yelp, but he didn't jerk away from her. Karen swirled the tip of her tongue about his asshole, feeling and tasting the moist heat of it. She slipped her tongue down, tickling his balls with the tip, then drew it back up to lap his hot asshole again. "Oh, Mom!" Tommy grunted.
Karen purred and slipped a hand around his hip, grasping his cock. She pulled and pushed on it, feeling it swell. As her hand was jacking on his cock, her tongue stayed busy at his asshole. She swirled it about, tapped it against his hot ass pucker, her fist jerking back and forth. With a soft whimper, Karen pressed her face forward, feeling the smoothness of his inner ass cheeks close about it. She pursed her lips, kissing his asshole. Tommy groaned and arched into her face. Karen sucked at her son's asshole and jerked faster on his cock. Tommy was shoving his ass back against her, twisting it slowly, grunting and moaning with pleasure.
"Lick me, Mom!" he gasped. "That feels good, Mom! Ooooh, your tongue is so hot and wet! Lick my ass, Mom!"
Karen felt her tits swell, her excitement burning higher at the taste of his asshole. His cock throbbed very hard in her gripping fist. She shoved her face into his ass as hard as she could, her lips searing his tender asshole. She pushed her tongue hard, and felt it penetrate. Tommy gave a yelp of surprise.
"You got your tongue up my fucking asshole, Mom!"
"Mmmmmm," Karen moaned, her tongue darting in and out of his ass.
She thrust her tongue into her son's asshole as deep as it would go, fluttering it, pumping on his cock. She could feel the way his asshole squeezed her tongue, the delicious pulsations of his prick in her jerking fist. Her cunt swelled between her thighs, her clit painfully distended with erotic eagerness to suck her son's asshole.
Tommy was leaning over, bracing himself against the wall of the tub enclosure. Karen had to slide her hand between his thighs to jack his cock now, and she gripped it in a frenzy, feeling his ass grinding into her face, her tongue fucking swiftly into it.
As she tonguefucked Tommy up his young asshole, she remembered standing there pissing with him. The feel of his hot piss splashing upon her hairy cunt had done something to her, something wild and beautiful and blissful. Her mind was whirling with erotic images and hungers and desires as she plunged her tongue in and out of his asshole, her fist beating faster and faster on his throbbing cock, making his balls swing. She could feel his balls bounce against her chin, and Tommy leaned over farther, sending his young ass tight into his mother's sucking mouth. Karen cried out softly as she felt his asshole grip on her tongue. Tommy's asshole seemed to open, to expand, to allow her tongue a deeper penetration. She circled his asshole with her lips, sucking greedily as her tongue darted and swirled.
"You're gonna make me come, Mom!"
Tommy gasped hotly. "You're gonna make my cock squirt, Mom!"
Karen gave a muffled cry of longing, her fist pumping frantically on his cock. She tongued his asshole furiously, sucking as hard as she could. Her tongue darted and twisted into his asshole, urgently trying to send his cock into spasms of spurting ecstasy. Tommy was making loud panting sounds, his ass twisting into his mother's face. Karen dug her fingers into his hips, her fist pounding hard as she sucked and tonguefucked his tight asshole.
"Oh Ohhhh, Mom!"
With his cry, Tommy's cock exploded.
Karen whimpered as she felt his asshole squeeze her tongue. She felt his cock spurt, and clutched her palm about his prickhead, trying to catch the creamy come juice. Tommy yelped and groaned, his cock gushing copiously, his asshole pulled at his mother's tongue.
"I'm coming, Mom!" he yelped, his young body trembling. "I'm coming all over your hand!"
Karen's eyes closed as she shot her tongue deeper yet into his asshole, feeling the boiling come juice splash into her palm. Her cunt was very near convulsion, her clit bulged painfully, her nipples more tight and stiff than ever before.
Tommy's legs trembled as he finished com- ing, his knees starting to buckle. Karen moved in the tub, leaning her head back on the rim, pulling her son down with her. She positioned him with his ass sitting in her face, and kept holding the head of his cock as he breathed deeply.
Finally Tommy lifted, turning to look down at his mother. Karen grinned up at him, her head still leaning on the rim of the tub. She lifted her come-juice-filled hand and, rubbing it at her lips, licked the juices from it. Tommy grinned at her, then arched his cock toward her face. Karen saw his prick glistening with come juice, and parted her lips for him. Tommy leaned over, and Karen pulled his slippery cock into her mouth. He wasn't hard, but she didn't mind. She ran her tongue about his cock, tasting the juices of his sweet, young balls. She sucked gently and tenderly, cupping his ass.
When he lifted his cock from her mouth, Karen's eyes blazed. "Baby," she whispered hoarsely, "piss on me."
"But I just did, Mom," Tommy said.
"I want you to piss on me again, darling," she breathed, sliding a hand down her trembling stomach to her cunt. She ran her fingers up and down her wet cunt, sliding them over her inflamed clit. "Piss on my tits. I want to feel your hot piss stinging my fucking tits, baby!" Tommy giggled.
She was reminded again how young he was. Erotic, yes, but still young enough to giggle with lewd, delicious embarrassment. To him, what they were doing was naughty, but to her, it was wonderful.
"You can do it, baby," she urged, pressing her arms against her tits, shoving them together. "You can piss again, Tommy. I want to feel you pissing on my tits. I loved it on my cunt, and now I want it on my tits."
Tommy fingered his cock, watching his mother's tits. They swelled out, creamy and full and around. Her nipples stiffened into two puckered knots, arching upward with excitement. He shook his cock playfully, and Karen's eyes turned moist with eager heat.
"Oh, please, baby!" she pleaded, moving a finger into her juicy cunt, fucking herself a moment, then bringing it back to her clit. She twisted her clit with a finger and thumb, purring softly, her hips writhing in the bottom of the tub. "Piss on mother's tits, Tommy! God, I want to feel you piss on my tits! Your hot, sweet piss all over my fucking tits!"
Tommy turned the shower off, and stood straddling his mother's thighs, his cock dangling toward her lovely tits. Karen stared up at it, watching his pisshole breathlessly. She shivered eagerly.
Tommy removed his hand from his cock, and leaned forward until it was dangling about a foot above bis mother's tits.
"Now, Tommy!" Karen gasped. "Piss on me now!"
Tommy strained-and squirted.
Karen cried out softly with delight as his hot piss sprayed her right tit, stinging her nipple. She pulled her hand out of her pussy and clutched her tits, making her nipples swell between her fingers. The hot piss rained down over them, soaking her hands and arms, her tits drenched in piss. Her cunt flared, burning with a wildness that amazed even her.
"Oooooh, you'll have me coming soon!" she sobbed, working her inner thighs against her cunt. "My pussy, baby! Ohhhh, mother's cunt is going to explode! Piss on me! Piss on my tits! Oh, Tommy, Tommy! I love it, baby! Piss ah over me! Piss on mother . . . piss on mother's tits . . . mother's cunt! Oh, God, I'm about to come, Tommy!"
Tommy watched his piss raining onto his mother's tits, his eyes glowing and his lips parted. Karen's ass twisted and writhed on the bottom of the tub, her cunt expanding with wet heat, squeezing tightly together, her clit knotted with sweet ecstasy.
"Oh, so close, baby! I'm so close! I'm going to come, Tommy!" she shrieked, pressing the sides of her tits to make them close together. "Piss on me! My cunt is . . . Ohh, I'm coming now! God, I'm coming and you're pissing on my tits and I love it so fucking mouth!"
Karen was in a frenzy of orgasms, her pussy clutching and sucking as her clit went into strong spasms. She yelped and gurgled, washing her son's piss about her tits. Then, as her orgasm became stronger yet, she frantically shoved her piss-wet hands into her face, washing her cheeks. She shot his tongue out and licked at the piss in her palms, on the backs of her hands, her fingers.
Tommy gave a nervous giggle, but kept pissing until his mother's ass stopped moving.
Karen slumped, her face radiant with the afterglow of her almost overwhelming orgasm. Her cunt continued to twitch deliciously, and her clit felt raw.
Tommy turned the shower on again, and Karen remained where she was, letting the warm water wash the piss from her. Tommy soaped his mother's tits and stomach, working up a lather in the coppery curls of her pussy. By the time he had finished, she felt strong enough to stand and rinse herself off.
Chapter Five
Karen searched everywhere for the pictures her son had taken of her. They were nowhere to be found.
He had promised not to show them to anyone, but she was afraid in his excitement, he was showing them all over the neighborhood, bragging as boys will.
She mixed herself a glass of iced tea, carried it to the living room and sat on the couch. She wore a pleated skirt with a white, lacy blouse, under which she was naked. The blouse was sheer enough to expose the dark ring of her tits, and tight enough for her nipples to bulge and be molded tautly. She had chose the skirt because it swirled about her thighs and hips when she moved. It was an idea she had gotten that morning, thinking it would please Tommy. But by the time she had bathed and dressed, he was gone. And so were those revealing pictures.
It wasn't the pictures she worried about, but who Tommy might show them to. She had to live in the neighborhood, and she certainly didn't want people she knew seeing them.
She picked up the phone and called her sister to ask if Tommy happened to be there. Her sister was two years older than Karen, with a lovely little daughter a year older than Tommy. At one time she and her sister were very close, the two husbands best friends. Then her sister had approached Karen about the possibility of trading husbands for the night. Karen wondered why it had shocked her. It wasn't that she didn't want to enjoy that kind of thing, but something held her back.
She heard the front door open, and she rushed to the living room, her heart leaping with pleasure that Tommy was back.
"Where have you been?" she asked, hugging him tightly as if she had not seen him in months.
"And where are those pictures of me?"
Tommy squirmed in his mother's arms, freeing himself. He had his camera in one hand, a small manila envelope in the other. "I have them right here, Mom."
"Where did you take them?" she questioned. "Why did you take them out of the house?"
Tommy grinned mysteriously. "I didn't show them, Mom."
"Then why do you have them?"
"Because . . . "he shuffled his feet, looking shyly at the floor. "You won't be mad at me?"
"Only if you showed those pictures to someone," she said.
"Would you look at some other pictures before you get mad, Mom?" he asked.
"What kind of pictures?" she asked suspiciously.
Tommy looked at her from lowered eyes, a mischievous grin on his young face. "I've been over at Aunt Judy's."
"Tommy, don't he to me," Karen replied. "I called there and she said you weren't there."
"I was, Mom," he insisted, "but Aunt Judy didn't see me. She wasn't home when I got there and she wasn't home when I left."
"You were with Stacy?"
Tommy nodded.
"Oh, Tommy!" Karen said, her heart sink- ing. "You didn't show them to Stacy?"
"Mom, you gotta look at the pictures," he said.
He offered her an envelope, and Karen took it nervously. Lifting the flap, she pulled a dozen photographs out.
"This is your cousin," she said.
Tommy nodded.
Karen stared at her niece. Stacy was posed in imitation of a pin-up girl of the fifties, her hand behind her head, her skirt held up to show her slim thigh, a grin on her pretty face. The next one had Stacy holding her skirt higher, the edges of her panties showing, her blouse pulled open to reveal the creamy flesh of her small tits. Karen began to shake as she flipped through the pictures. Each picture became more blatant and erotic.
"Stacy let you take these?" she asked, her voice shaking. Tommy nodded.
Karen stared at a picture of her niece sitting on a wooden kitchen chair facing the back of it. Her legs were wide, her chin propped on the top. The fuzzy hair of her young cunt showed, and one pink candied nipple.
The final picture was the most exciting of all. It showed Stacy with her legs straight up in the air, flat on her back, both tits exposed. Her panties dangled from one uplifted foot, and her pink cunt glistened wetly. Stacy was grinning wantonly into the camera, her hands on her small ass, her fingers very close to her lovely cunt.
"You showed her those pictures of me, didn't you?' "Only one, Mom," Tommy said. "Which one" Tommy removed a packet of pictures from his hip pocket, handing them to his mother. "The one on top."
Karen gasped. It was a picture of her squatting in the center of the bed, knees wide apart, a finger up her cunt, one hand holding her tit.
Karen sat on the couch, dropping the pictures on the coffee table. She didn't know what to say or do about the situation. She couldn't tell her sister about it, couldn't even talk to Judy. If she did, her activities would come out, and she didn't want anyone, especially her sister, knowing she was fucking Tommy.
"Are you sure my sister doesn't know about this?" she asked.
"Mom, she wasn't home, I told you."
"God, I hope not!" Karen sighed.
"I'm careful, Mom," he said. "I'm not a kid. I know I can't tell anyone about us."
"But Stacy knows," Karen said. "She must know after seeing that picture of me, my finger stuffed up my cunt."
Tommy started gathering up the pictures. Karen caught his hand and pulled him between her thighs. Her skirt slipped up her legs, the creamy flesh of her thighs above her nylons showing. She held his hands, looking up at him.
"Did you fuck Stacy?"
"Aw, Mom," he said, shifting from foot to foot.
Karen looked up into his face for a long time. Tommy refused to look at her. She fumbled with the fly of his jeans and fished his cock out. She held it in her hand and leaned forward. There was the distinct scent of cunt on it. She closed her fingers about her son's cock, squeezing it.
"You did fuck your cousin, didn't you?"
"Aw, come on, Mom," he stammered.
Karen lowered her face to his cock, inhaling the scent of her niece's cunt. She trembled as the urge to lick his prick came over her. She cupped his balls in her palm, staring at them as they lay there. She dipped her face, her tongue sliding from her mouth. She touched the tip of her tongue to the head of his cock, and tasted it. A soft moan came from her, and suddenly Karen had her son's cock in her mouth, her lips smashed at the base. She sucked it hungrily, her tongue licking. She felt Tommy's prick grow in her mouth, turning hard. She whimpered as she sucked, sliding her hips back and forth, bringing his cock into a beautiful, throbbing hardness.
"You still have some for me, I see," she whispered. She stood up. "Strip, young man."
Tommy hurriedly removed his clothes, tossing them helter-skelter about the living room, relieved that his mother wasn't angry any longer. If she wanted to fuck right now, she couldn't be angry, he decided. Karen removed her blouse slowly, eyeing her son. Dropping the blouse, she unzipped her skirt and let it fall to her feet. Tommy gasped with pleasure when he saw her standing in garter belt, nylons and heels. The coppery triangle of her cunt hair glinted in a shaft of sunlight.
"What else did you tell Stacy?" she asked, reaching for his cock.
"Only that I fucked you, Mom, honest," Tommy said.
"You didn't say anything about pissing on me?"
"No, honest," Tommy repeated, his cock jerking in his mother's hand.
"Tommy, don't ever say anything about that," she warned. "What we do here is our secret, understand?"
"I know, Mom."
"Then why did you tell Stacy you fucked me?" "She asked me."
"And of course, you can't tell a he," Karen sneered.
"She said I could fuck her if I told, Mom," Tommy said. "She told me if I fucked you, she'd let me fuck her. And Mom, my cock was so hard after taking those pictures, and I wanted to fuck her, and her cunt was so pretty!"
Karen shivered as she rubbed the head of her son's cock through the curls of her pussy, smearing his dripping piss hole along her upper thighs. "What did Stacy say when you told her?"
"Mom, it made her hot!" Tommy said, fondling his mother's tits. "It made her all wet and hot! She got real excited, Mom."
Karen felt a tremor of excitement ripple up and down her body. She thought about her niece with her son's cock up her scantily haired cunt. She had not suspected Stacy would fuck ever, let alone fuck her cousin.
A burning sensation went though Karen's cunt. She pulled the head of her son's cock between her thighs, smashing his throbbing prickshaft into the slit of her pussy. She rubbed her cunt on it, feeling the heat burn her hairy cunt lips.
"It really excited Stacy?" she asked in a low voice.
"She got awfully wet, Mom," Tommy said, pulling and twisting his mother's nipples. "She got so hot, she came when I shoved my cock up her cunt, and came again when I came."
"Really?"
She parted her thighs, slipping the swollen head of her son's cock into her cunt as she stood there. She gasped with delight as his prick parted her steamy pussy lips. She clung to her son's shoulders, her eyes closing as she lifted and lowered her cunt onto his cock, fucking him as they stood there. Tommy was just short enough to fit into her pussy standing up, her tits rubbing at his face.
"Hold my ass, baby!" she hissed. "Grab mother's ass and hold it right!"
His hands shot down her back, cupping her firm ass cheeks.
"Oh, God!" Karen whimpered. "I think I'm going to come already!" She shook against her son, her cunt convulsing. She squealed as she came, her ass jerking in her son's hands. "Ohhhh, I'm coming now, baby!"
Tommy felt his mother's cunt squeezing his cock, and he dug his fingers into her ass tightly, drawing a rigid nipple deep into his mouth.
Karen shook with orgasm, gasping loudly, clinging to her son's shoulders. She hung on his cock until she calmed, then slipped free. She grinned down at him. "Does Stacy fuck as good as I do?"
"You're better, Mom," he grinned. "You're the best there is."
"Oh, the voice of experience, huh?" she teased. "You get that hard cock up two cunts, and right away you know who's the best fuck."
She saw the pictures still on the coffee table. The one of her niece on her back, legs high in the air, caught her attention. She leaned down and looked closely at it, almost smelling the sugary sweetness of her niece's pussy. She felt her mouth water up, and wondered what it would be like to lick that sweet pussy slit, suck on her tender clit, drive her tongue deep into the juicy youth of it.
Tommy, his cock still straining in hardness, slipped behind his mother. Karen shoved her ass backward as she felt him slip his cock between her thighs. She shoved a hand between her legs and adjusted his prick to her cunt again. His cock head moved into her pussy, stretching her pussy lips, bringing a breathless gasp of pleasure from her. She stared at the picture of her niece, her eyes burning on the young pussy, and her son began to thrust his cock into her cunt from behind, holding her rounded hips. She straightened slowly, once more standing. Her son still had his cock in her cunt, plunging in and out. His hands came around her waist and up her body to cup her tits.
"Mmmmmmmm, squeeze mother's tits," she murmured. "Squeeze my tits and fuck me! Fuck my pussy, Tommy! Oooooh, you're so fucking hard! I like to feel your cock in my cunt standing this way."
The wet sounds of his cock sliding in and out of her cunt came to her ears. She spread her legs a bit, giving her son more room at her crotch. She ran a hand down and grabbed bis balls, twisting her ass against his lower stomach. She kept staring at the picture of her niece. "You'll make me come again, Tommy," she hissed.
Tommy was gasping as he hunched his cock up and down, clinging to his mother's tight tits hard. She felt his breath on her back, and twisted her ass. His cock throbbed along the stretched lips of her cunt. She pulled at his balls, trying to press them against her inflamed clit. She ran her tongue over her lips, trying to imagine the taste of her niece's succulent cunt on them.
Then she exploded.
"Ohhh, fuck!" Karen screamed. "I'm com- ing again, baby! Oh, God . . . you're making me come again!"
Her cunt grabbed at his cock, sucking it with powerful flexing motions. She cried out as the orgasm intensified, and became weak. Her legs shook and she leaned over the coffee table, her hands flat on the top, shaking as her tits jiggled. Tommy pounded into his mother's cunt frantically, grunting loudly, gripping her hips with strong fingers. His balls slapped back and forth, striking her spasming clit, keeping her orgasm going.
"Squirt it to me!" Karen wailed. "Come in me, baby! Ooooh, please, squirt your hot come juice in to my cunt!"
Tommy lunged faster and faster, his cock sliding with searing friction, burning the sensitive lips of her cunt. Karen shouted and sobbed, crying with the almost unbearable strain of her ecstasy. She was coming with such force, tears welled up in her eyes. Yet she kept gazing at the picture of her niece, seeing that honeyed cunt so open, so inviting. She could see the knot of Stacy's clit clearly, the wetness of her cunt. Tommy must have fucked his cousin as soon as this picture had been taken, she felt.
Suddenly, Karen had a surprise.
Her eyes bulged as Tommy plunged his prick into her tight asshole.
She screamed. But Tommy didn't stop. He fucked faster and faster, driving his cock up his mother's asshole relentlessly. He dug his fingers into her hips, jerking her ass back onto his cock with each forward thrust. Karen kept screaming, but it was not the scream of pain. It was the scream of a woman experiencing a perverse rapture.
She felt his cock stretch her asshole to the utmost limits, stuffing her ass completely. She was sure the head of his cock was puncturing so deep, it would come out her throat. She tossed her ass about in tight circles, grinding back at him.
"Ohhhhhhh, fuck that ass, Tommy!" she groaned. "Fuck my fucking hot ass! Ram it in to my asshole! Oooooh, baby, you're so fucking big and long up my ass! Give it to me! Pound mother's hot asshole! Ram it up deep ... ram it as deep as you can!"
Her convulsing cunt was being beaten by his swinging balls, the wet sounds almost as loud as her squeals. Her asshole was burning, clutching at her son's cock desperately. His cock sent her into shuddering rapture. It felt wonderful, very wonderful, to have her son's cock up her asshole. She arched high into him, leaning down onto the coffee table, doubled over to give him every possible access to her fiery asshole. Karen was hardly aware of pushing her face into the picture of her niece, her tongue lapping at the image, fantasizing wildly of eating her niece's cunt while her son fucked her up the ass.
Tommy fucked furiously, his cock rigid and burning, his balls hurting. Through the haze of his ecstasy, he saw his mother's tongue licking at the picture, right where Stacy's cunt was. He rammed his cock violently up his mother's asshole, straining as his body turned stiff.
"I'm gonna come, Mom!" he yelped.
"Come!" Karen screamed.
The hot splashes of come juice roared up her asshole, filling her with the thick heat. Karen screamed again, her cunt contracting insanely with muscle-shattering orgasm. She felt as if she was coming in her asshole, too, as it gripped and sucked at her son's cock, drawing the thick hot juice out of his young balls, taking it deep into her bowels.
Karen shivered as her son flooded her asshole with come juice. It was different from in her cunt, but she couldn't explain it. She could feel his cock throb with each squirt, feel it with her extra-sensitive asshole. She danced and twisted with delight, racing a hand between her thighs as she lowered her shoulders to the coffee table, her lips pressing upon the image of her niece's cunt, her tongue licking. She felt her son's balls writhing as they emptied up her fiery asshole, and she tried to stuff them, into her cunt, but failed.
"Oh, God, Tommy!" she groaned.
Tommy slumped across her upheld ass, gasping and clutching at her tits, his breath hot enough to blister her flesh. Karen's knees began to bend and she slowly went down. Her son's cock pulled out of her asshole with a soft, sucking sound.
Tommy slumped on the couch, legs sprawled, his cock dangling against his empty balls, gasping hard.
Karen rested, leaning over the coffee table. Her ass twitched, her asshole squeezing still. After a while, she turned and sat down gingerly, feeling a slight rawness in her asshole.
Then she began to giggle. "That's the first time I've ever been fucked up the ass."
"I didn't mean to, Mom," Tommy said, his breathing under control. "It was an accident. By the time my cock was in your ass, I couldn't stop."
"I'd have killed you if you had stopped," she grinned, reaching behind her ass, lifting a cheek and touching a fingertip to her aching asshole.
"You liked it?"
"Baby, you can fuck my asshole anytime," Karen laughed. "If I had known it would feel that good, I'd have used my asshole a long time ago. You fucked the shit out of it!"
She leaned between her son's thighs. For a moment she hesitated. Then she kissed his cock.
"Mmmmmm," she moaned, and pulled his soft cock head between her lips. She sucked it tenderly, running her tongue across his piss hole, getting a taste of his come juice. The slight odor of her asshole on his prick didn't bother her. In fact, it excited her.
She released his cock, slipped her face below his balls, and worked the tip of her tongue into the crack of his ass. She probed her son's asshole lightly. Tommy lifted his legs, pulling them to his chest, watching his mother's eyes glitter above his cock and balls, her tongue swirling about his tight asshole.
"You wanna suck Stacy's cunt, Mom?"
Chapter Six
"What did you say?" She pulled her face from his crotch, looking up at him.
"Do you wanna suck Stacy's cunt?" Tommy asked again.
"Why do you ask that?"
"Well, you licked her picture."
"Tommy, that was because ..." Karen paused. In a soft voice, she asked: "Did you talk to Stacy about that, Tommy?"
"No, but she did," Tommy said.
A shiver moved up and down Karen's spine. "Tell me what she said."
"She just said she would like to watch me fuck you, Mom," Tommy said.
"She said more than that, Tommy."
"Well, she looked at your picture for a real long time, and then she kissed it. She said you were the prettiest woman she knew, and she would like to touch you. You know, feel you up. She said she'd love to play with your cunt. That's what she said, Mom, cunt."
"Oh, my.'" They sat in silence.
So Stacy would like to play with her pussy! Karen tried to imagine what it would be like, feeling the wet softness of her niece's cunt, probing it with her finger, making her come . . . sucking her sugary little clit.
"Was that all she said, just that she wanted to play with my cunt?" she asked.
"She said she wanted to kiss it, too."
"Really? She said she wanted to kiss my pussy?"
Tommy nodded, his eyes taking on a gleam.
"How do you feel about that, baby?"
"I think it would be great, Mom," Tommy said with enthusiasm. "I could fuck you both, take turns!"
Karen laughed. "You're awfully young to come up with those ideas, aren't you?" "I have a good teacher," he grinned. "And you want her with us, don't you?" "Yeah!"
"Well, fuck you!" Karen said, getting to her feet. She twitched her naked ass at him. "I need something to drink. You can just sit there and enjoy a dream of fucking the two of us. It won't ever happen."
She left him as she entered the kitchen, her creamy ass swaying. Tommy watched, noticing how erotic her garter belt was, the nylons and high heels.
As she mixed herself another glass of iced tea, Karen gave deep thought to Stacy. The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. The idea of stroking a girl, touching the soft, creamy smoothness of Stacy's young flesh grew stronger. Thinking of her son observing, sitting and watching as she buried her face into the soft, wet heat of Stacy's cunt sent a tickling delight between her thighs.
The cheeks of her ass clenched as she felt a stab of anticipation flood her body.
Taking her iced tea with her, she returned to the living room.
Tommy sat on the couch, studying the pictures. Not only the ones he had taken of her, but of Stacy, too. His cock jutted up from his lap, beautifully hard again.
"You made my asshole raw," she accused as she sat carefully down beside her son.
"It was an accident, Mom," he said.
She giggled, placing her glass on the table. Hugging him, she shot one hand to his cock.
"A beautiful accident, too," she murmured, kissing his cheek and pumping on his prick. "It sure made me come, didn't it?"
Tommy flashed a grin at her. His cock throbbed, dripping in her hand. Karen lowered her head and lapped at his cock, licking away the juices seeping from his piss hole. She lifted again, running her tongue across her lips.
She squeezed his cock hard, seeing his prickhead bulge in her fist. She gripped it as hard as she could, then jacked him swiftly a few times.
"Eat me," she whispered.
She felt his cock jerk tightly in her fist. She lifted her eyes to his face.
"Will you eat me, Tommy?" she breathed.
Tommy nodded his head, slowly. "Okay," he agreed, but Karen thought he had a reluctant expression on his young face.
"You don't have to," she said. "Not if you don't want to."
"It's just that . . . well, Mom, you're so wet and hairy."
"Try and you'll love it," she urged.
She straddled his thighs, writhing her naked ass on his flesh, holding his shoulders in her hands. She rubbed her hot cunt along his thigh, smearing it with the oozing liquids of her cunt. She pressed the shaft of his cock into the thick hair of her cunt a moment, feeling his balls on her fiery pussy lips. She began to lift herself, getting onto her knees. Tommy leaned forward as her tits brushed over his face, licking her nipples. Karen stood on the couch, a foot on each side of her son's thighs. Tommy gazed between them, seeing the puffy pink lips of his mother's cunt, framed sweetly by the coppery curls of soft hair.
He moved his hands up the backs of her thighs, caressing her smooth skin. Cupping his mother's naked ass, he stared at her. The garter belt and nylons were making him very hot. She kicked off her high-heels as she stood on the couch, her hips swaying seductively, invitingly. She ran her hands down her stomach, through her thick cunt hair. She rubbed the tip of her straining clit gently, then pulled the lips of her pussy wide open. She slowly pressed her cunt toward her son's face.
Tommy felt the moist heat against his flesh, the scent of his mother's bubbling pussy. He pressed his palms into her naked ass, leaning his head on the back of the couch. Karen, holding her cunt wide open, arched her crotch to his face.
Tommy's tongue slipped from his lips, and he made a tentative probe of the juicy, steamy cunt.
His eyes lifted to look up at her, and Karen smiled down at him. Her clit bulged from her pink pussy, knotted tight. Tommy flipped his tongue across his mother's fuck bud.
"Oooooh, yes!" Karen gurgled, a spark searing through her cunt.
Tommy lapped almost gingerly at his mother's clit, the tip of his tongue sliding about it, rolling it around. Karen's ass trembled and she made gasping sounds of delight. She clawed her cunt as wide open as she could, moving her puffy pussy lips into her son's face. Tommy held his breath as the wet heat surrounded his mouth, his cheeks. The softness of his mother's cunt was a pleasant surprise, and he kissed it.
"Inside!" Karen whimpered. "Shove your tongue inside my cunt!"
Tommy hesitated only a second, then thrust his tongue up his mother's cunt. Karen gasped and pressed into his mouth. She writhed her hairy pussy into his face, the coppery curls almost hiding his nose. His tongue seemed very deep, and the sensitive lips of her cunt began to grip, flex, on his tongue.
"Tongue me!" Karen wailed. Tongue mother's cunt!"
Tommy wiggled his tongue, then began to plunge it up and down, driving it into the fiery wetness. Karen gurgled and began to grind her crotch into his face. She released the lips of her cunt and they closed about Tommy's mouth. She held the back of his head, pulling his face tighter into her boiling pussy.
"Eat it, eat it!" Karen sobbed. "Eat me, darling! Ahhhh! baby, suck mother! suck mother's pussy! Fuck me up the cunt with your tongue!"
Tommy's tongue began to race into her pussy, finding the wet heat enjoyable and delicious. He sucked with his lips, holding them wide. He swirled his tongue up around her straining clit, then pulled it between his lips. When he exerted a strong suction on it, Karen gave a shriek of ecstasy.
"Suck my pussy, baby!" she growled, grinding into his face. "Suck that hot cunt, Tommy! Lick it up, baby! Oooohhhh, eat mother's hot pussy!"
The wet sounds were loud as Tommy licked and thrust and sucked vigorously, his palms clinging to his mother's tightening ass, squeezing at her rounded ass cheeks. His cock strained up, throbbing and jerking. Karen spread her thighs and bent her knees slightly. She squeezed her son's head between them, her eyes blazing down at him, her lips parted as she gasped with delight. Seeing Tommy's face covered by her coppery cunt hair, feeling his tongue sliding and darting, his mouth sucking, made her tremble with an overwhelming passion.
"Oh, Tommy, Tommy!" she gurgled. "You suck it so sweetly! Ahhh, darling, eat mother's cunt! God, I love a tonguefuck, baby! Fuck me with your tongue! Ram your tongue up my juicy cunt, Tommy! Suck it hard!"
Tommy had closed his eyes, finding his mother's cunt sugary and sweet. He ran his tongue in and out of the tightness, swirled it about, then sucked on her bulging clit strongly. Karen wailed and gurgled, pumping her crotch back and forth into his face. She twisted at him until his face was smeared with pussy juice from nose to chin, from cheek to cheek, and the more she rubbed at his face, the better Tommy enjoyed it. He clung to his mother's swelling ass cheeks tightly, squeezing them and moaning into the wet heat of her cunt.
"Baby, baby!" Karen cried ecstatically. "Ohhhh, you'll have my cunt coming soon! Fuck it, Tommy! Fuck it and suck it and eat it and taste it and make me come!"
Tommy sucked greedily, the juices of his mother's fiery cunt seeping into his mouth, filling it. His tongue raced in and out, stabbing into the soft, hot depths of his mother's pussy with a frantic hunger now. His cock was standing stiff, jerking about, and he was afraid he would come. Not that it would matter, but he didn't want to come unless his cock was inside a hot, wet place, such as his mother's cunt, her mouth. He licked with a frenzy, fighting the urge to squirt. He dug his hands into his mother's shaking ass, pulling at her tight asscheeks, feeling his chin pressing upon her puckering asshole.
Karen grabbed the back of her son's head tightly, smashing her cunt hard into his face. With a squeal, her cunt began to contract, to explode in a tight ball of fiery orgasms with Tommy's tongue deep inside.
"Tonguefuck me!" Karen screamed shrilly. "Fuck my hot cunt! I'm coming, Tommy! Oh, God . . . tonguefuck me! I'm coming so fucking hard!"
Her naked body trembled as her legs became weak. The fiery orgasm was strong, very strong. She clutched her son's face with her hot thighs, trying to stay upright. The puffy lips of her cunt gripped at her son's tongue, her clit smashing on his upper lip. Tommy thought for sure his mother was about to get his chin inside her asshole, it pressed so tight. He could feel her cunt contract on his tongue, feel the steamy pulsations of her asshole on his chin. His cock was lurching, and his balls were very tight.
"I'm going to fall!" Karen screamed.
Her knees buckled. She fell, squatting, her cunt sliding from her son's face, down his chest, still clutched in orgasm. Tommy's cock was pointed just right, and as her ass came down, his cock stabbed deeply into her pussy. Karen gave a scream as her contracting cunt stretched about the hot hardness of her son's cock. Tommy, still clinging to his mother's ass, grunted with relief. Karen had time to bounce twice, and then his cock was gushing, sending strong, hot squirts of come juice into her thirsty cunt.
"Oh, God!" Karen hissed, clutching her son's face to her tits, kissing wildly at the top of his head. "Oh, God! Come, baby! Fill mother's cunt with sweet come juice! Come all you want!"
Her hairy cunt sucked and squeezed her son's prick, drawing his delicious sweetness out of his tender young balls.
She felt him shudder finally, and his body relaxed. She leaned back, grinning with happiness, her green eyes sparkling. His face was relaxed, wet from her pussy. With a moan, she began licking at his face.
"You eat pussy fantastically, darling," she praised him. "I bet you've been practicing with your cousin, haven't you?"
Tommy shook his head, gasping too much to talk.
"I don't care if you have," Karen gurgled, hugging him again to her tits. "I don't care who you suck, as long as you suck my cunt that way again and again."
Tommy's cock slipped out of her cunt as she stood up. Cupping a hand between her thighs, molding her fingers about her pussy; she giggled. "You had a huge load in those balls, baby. My cunt is flooded with it. Look!" She pulled her hand away. "It's actually pouring out of me!"
"Stacy would love it," Tommy said. Karen gazed at her son. "How do you know that?"
"She told me." Tommy replied. "She told me she likes to suck come juice out of a cunt."
Karen wondered whose come juice she sucked from whose cunt, but she was almost afraid to ask.
Tommy supplied the answer.
"When I fucked her, she cleaned her pussy with her hands and licked it off, Mom. She said come juice was tasty when it came from a cunt."
Karen eyed her son. "I think you did more with Stacy than just fuck her, Tommy."
"We just played around, that's all," Tommy said.
Karen wanted to ask if Stacy had said anything about fucking her father, or being in bed with Judy. She wanted to know a great many things. She felt as if there was more going on with her sister than she had originally thought. She wondered if maybe her sister was trying to fuck Tommy, but she didn't want to ask that, either.
"I've got to clean up," she said suddenly. Before she could take a step, Tommy grabbed her hips, jerking her ass backward. Karen squealed and then giggled when she felt her son kissing at the creamy flesh of her ass. "Mmmm, nice, baby."
Tommy licked each cheek of his mother's curvy ass, running his tongue from her thighs, over her asscheeks, and into the hot crack of her asshole. Karen giggled and arched her ass into his face, and gasped as the tip of his tongue poked at her crinkled asshole. She waggled her ass lewdly into his face, then pulled away.
"Let me clean up," she said, turning to face him again, holding his cheek against her hip, "and you can kiss me anywhere you want."
She swayed her hips for him as she walked away. Tommy remained on the couch, his eyes fixed upon the beauty of his mother's rounded ass.
In the bathroom, Karen washed herself, then on an impulse, dabbed a bit of perfume about her tits, and the inner flesh of her thighs near her cunt. If her son was getting into it now, she wanted to smell beautiful for him. The crinkle of her asshole tingled where the tip of his tongue had brushed it, reminding her of his cock stabbing into it.
Tommy was still in the same place, sitting there on the couch. He was slumped on it, his legs out and parted, his cock and balls still wet with her cunt. Karen dropped to his feet, curling her legs beneath her. She rested her face on his knee, sliding a hand up to his cock and balls. She fondled them gently, gazing into his face.
"You really want us to be with Stacy, don't you, honey?" she asked in a whispery voice.
"It would be fun, Mom," he said, running his hand through her hair.
Karen kissed his knee. "Okay," she said.
"Really, Mom?" His eyes glowed. "You mean it?"
"Yes, honey."
"I wanna call her now!" he said excitedly. "I wanna call and ask her to come over now!" Karen laughed. "Slow down, you horny little shit!" "But, Mom ..."
"Wait, damn it," Karen laughed at his eagerness. "Just hold on a while. Let me think about it."
"But you said okay," Tommy reminded her. "I know," Karen replied. "But I didn't mean this minute."
Sliding her head between his thighs, Karen tickled his flesh with the tip of her tongue. Tommy leaned back, opening his legs, watching with growing delight. Karen flicked the head of his cock, then lapped at his balls, twirling her wet tongue about them, tasting every inch of his crotch. Working her tongue up to his prick, she licked along his once again swelling prickshaft. Reaching the head of his cock, she closed her lips about it, sucking gently as her eyes flashed up at him. She ran her tongue about his piss hole, trying to work it into the tiny wet place. While she mouthed his cock, she slipped a hand up to cradle his precious balls, the other one going underneath his ass. She ran her finger lightly along the crack of her son's ass, then probed it against his asshole.
Tommy gurgled and wiggled, watching his mother take the full length of his thick young cock down into her throat. Karen made a purring sound as she writhed her lips at the base, gently twisting his balls and rubbing softly at his asshole. She loved the hardness in her mouth, the throbbing flesh, the way his cock started to drip as she sucked.
Pulling her mouth off his prick, she shoved his knees to his chest, nuzzling at his crotch. She flicked the tip of her tongue against his asshole, bringing a gasp of pleasure from Tommy.
For a moment, she kissed and licked at his asshole, taking side trips to his balls and cock. Then, with his prick standing up in jerking hardness, she stood before him.
"I want it up my ass again, baby," she breathed wantonly. "Right up my hot asshole."
Chapter Seven
Karen turned her back to her son, spreading her legs over his. She cupped Tommy's knees, shoving her ass backwards. Tommy gulped as he watched his mother's ass, seeing the hot split, the tightness of her asshole near his cock.
Tommy pressed his prick against her ass, and Karen rubbed up and down, feeling his hard cockshaft along the inside of her ass cheeks. She moved a hand between his legs and cupped his young balls, whimpering with eagerness to feel his cock up her hot ass. She lifted her ass, leaning over and peering between them, watching her son's cock slide against her. She held her ass positioned.
"Touch it against my asshole," she whispered hoarsely. "Just touch my asshole and no more."
Tommy held his cock, and Karen rested her asshole on his swollen prickhead. She shivered with delight, leaning over and trying hard to see. She lifted his balls toward her puffy cunt, but they would not make contact yet. She wiggled her ass in a slow, wanton motion.
"Hold your cock for me," she gasped. "I'm going to sit on it, honey."
Tommy held his cock upright, his eyes glowing as he watched. Karen placed her fiery asshole on the head of his cock, applying gentle pressure. She was holding her breath, feeling his cock with every part of her being.
Very slowly, she lowered her ass. She pressed a little more, and felt her son's cock stabbing. The ring of her asshole kept trying to retain its tightness, as if trying to resist. But Karen was determined. She lowered her ass a little more, and she gave a little cry.
"Watch it!" she gasped. "Watch your cock go up mother's asshole!"
Turning loose of his balls, Karen gripped her son's knees tightly. Her eyes misted with perverse delight as she slowly, very slowly, sank onto her son's cock. The head slipped past her tight assring, and for a moment she held her ass up, squeezing her son's cock. She twisted her naked ass gently, and again began to sit slowly down on his prick. She squealed with half his cock up her asshole, pausing to let the rippling sweetness flow about her body.
"So fucking tight, Mom!" Tommy groaned. "Your asshole is so fucking tight on my cock!"
"Mother's asshole loves your cock, baby!" she cried softly. "Oh, God, does it love your hard prick!"
With a cry, Karen slammed her ass down, sinking completely on her son's prick. Her eyes bulged with the stuffing, stretching sensation, her mouth open in a hot gurgle of pleasure. Tommy stared hotly at his mother's ass, her ass cheeks spread and hot on him. His cock was being squeezed again and again by the puckering movements she made.
Karen shot her hand once again to his balls, and now she could rub them against her juicy hot cunt. She pressed his balls at her pussy, and one of them entered. She cried out in pleasure at getting his ball into her cunt, his cock up her asshole. She wanted to sit there for hours, with his cock up her asshole, but the burning sensa- tions wouldn't let her be still. She wiggled her ass, his balls slipping out of her cunt. She tried to stuff them into her pussy again, but they were slippery and rolled about too much.
"Oh, God!" she cried, and began to bounce her ass up and down, fucking his cock. She lifted high, keeping his smoothly swollen cock-head inside her assring, then down again. Each thrust of her ass sent a burning sort of pain through her. "I'm fucking your cock with my fucking ass, Tommy! I'm going to fuck your cock with my asshole! Watch mother's ass, baby! Watch me take that sweet, hard cock up my fucking asshole!"
Tommy watched, his eyes blurred with rapture. He clung to his mother's hips with tight hands, but not hampering her dancing, thrusting movements. He lay on the couch, his body stiff. Karen was standing there, her legs spread about his hips, using her knees and thighs to fuck her asshole on his cock. She clutched his balls in one hand, the other digging at his thigh with sharp nails. She cried out, sobbing with the increasing ecstasy that seared the tight ring of her asshole.
"Ram it down, Mom!" Tommy groaned. "Take my cock up your ass! Fuck me with your ass, Mom!"
"I am!" Karen squealed. "I am fucking you with my asshole! Watch it, Tommy! Watch my ass fuck you! See your cock up my asshole? Can you see my asshole holding your cock tight?"
"I see it, Mom!" he said, gritting his teeth.
His mother's asshole thrust so fast, and was so hot, he was sure it blistered the flesh of his prick. His balls were slippery with the wetness seeping out of her cunt, now and then being smashed by the hairy lips as she plunged downward.
Karen banged away, gasping and giving little cries of pleasure, her tits jiggling tightly. She lifted her shoulders, bringing her hands to her tits, cupping them. She dug her fingers into her firm tits very hard, bringing a small gasp of pain from herself. She pinched her nipples, and her ass pounded up and down on Tommy's cock.
Then Karen stopped.
She sat on her son, his cock buried deeply into the boiling depths of her asshole. She drew her knees up, and turned on him. She twisted completely around without taking his cock out of her asshole. The twisting sensation almost made her come, and her cunt pulsated with wet heat. She remained sitting on his cock, the hairy lips of her cunt pressing at his lower stomach. She shoved a hand to her pussy, and rubbed at her distended clit, agitating it as her son gazed between her thighs. She felt his cock throb, the deep pulsations tingling her asshole.
"I can take it up my ass and fingerfuck myself at the same time," she cooed thickly. "If only you had two cocks, baby! I'd have one up my cunt and one up my ass!"
She dipped a finger into her cunt, plunged it in and out a few times, then brought it to her lips. She licked the pussy juices from her finger, and plunged it up her cunt-hole again. This time, she shoved her finger into her son's mouth, who sucked and licked it greedily, his eyes smoldering passionately.
"Now you can call her," Karen said.
"Call who?" Tommy asked, half-dazed with ecstasy.
"Stacy," Karen purred, grinding her ass gently on his prick. "But don't talk to Judy. Only Stacy."
"Like this, Mom?"
Karen nodded, her green eyes sparkling. She stretched out an arm, and brought the telephone to the couch near her son's hip. She handed him the receiver, and dialed the number herself.
Karen stared at her son's face as he began to talk to his cousin. She squirmed her ass on his cock, moving up and down slowly. She ran her hands over his chest, watching and listening to him.
"Tell her where your cock is, baby," she whispered throatily. "Tell Stacy where your cock is now."
Tommy didn't hesitate. "I've got it up my mom's ass, Stacy," he said.
He turned the receiver so his mother could hear Stacy, too. She heard her gasp.
"I don't believe you, Tommy," Stacy said, her voice small, but excited. "You don't really have it in your mother's ass. You're just saying that to make me excited."
"I do too," Tommy insisted.
There was a long, breathless pause.
"Really, Tommy?"
"Really," Tommy replied, then asked, his eyes meeting his mother's: "Do you still want to kiss her cunt, Stacy?"
"You know I do, Tommy," came the reply. "Have you told her? Did you show her my pictures?"
Karen couldn't remain quiet now.
She took the phone from her son. "Stacy, his cock is up my ass right now and I've seen your pictures. Tommy is fucking me in my asshole right this minute."
"Aunt Karen!"
"You have a lovely cunt, Stacy," Karen purred into the phone, working her asshole up and down on Tommy's cock. "It's so sweet and wet-looking. I bet your little cunt tastes like sugar."
"Oooh, Aunt Karen!" Stacy gasped, and went into peals of naughty giggles.
"It would be so good if you were here with us, Stacy," Karen purred into the phone. "I'd love to have you see Tommy fucking me right now. Would it make your little cunt hot and juicy, Stacy?"
"Ooooh, it already is, Aunt Karen!" Stacy giggled.
"Mmm, that's nice," Karen gurgled, sliding her asshole up and down her son's cock, her free hand rubbing and agitating her swollen clit. "I bet your panties are nice and wet, aren't they?"
"Oh, yes, very wet!"
"Shove your finger up your cunt, Stacy," Karen urged, grinding faster on her son's cock. "Fuck yourself, Stacy! Fuck your little pussy! Ohh, I'd love to have you here!"
"What would you do with me, Aunt Karen?"
Karen plunged her ass up and down, stabbing herself in the asshole with her son's cock. Tommy was gripping her thighs now, his eyes wild. She could feel the increase of his throbs, and knew he would be coming very soon. Her cunt was pulsing hotly, her clit tight and swollen, her nipples straining outward stiffly. Her asshole burned and tingled.
"I'd eat you!" Karen almost screamed into the phone. "I'd eat your little cunt and suck it and lick and kiss it and . . . ohhhh, I'm about to come!"
She heard the heavy breathing of her niece on the phone, and began to bang her asshole frantically on her son's cock.
"I'm going to come so fucking hard!" she screamed into the phone. "My ass ... my asshole is on fire! My cunt is going to explode! Ohhh, I'm going to come so fucking hard! Tommy, fuck me! Fuck mother up the asshole! I want to suck your cock and suck Stacy's cunt and eat her hot little asshole and taste her and lick her and . . . ohhhhh, shit!"
The spasms rippling through her asshole clutched at Tommy's cock like a boiling fist. The eruption of her orgasm sent her slender body into shaking waves of rapture. She slammed her asshole down tightly on his prick, her cunt and asshole in contractions of ecstasy. During her intense orgasm, Karen didn't hear anything on the phone but heavy, gasping breathing.
It seemed hours before she could talk again.
"Are you still there, Stacy?" she asked, her voice heavy.
"Yes," came a soft reply. "I'm still here, Aunt Karen. Did you come?"
"God, did I come!"
"I heard you screaming," Stacy said. "It must have been a very good one, Aunt Karen."
Tommy's body was relaxed, but his eyes shone as he listened to his mother. His cock and balls were empty. He had come copiously up his mother's asshole.
"I know what to do with a soft cock," Stacy replied in her sweet voice.
"You do?"
"You suck on it, Aunt Karen," Stacy said, giggling, but not shy. "You take it in your mouth and suck and lick, and before you know it, that cock is nice and hard again."
Karen trembled with delight. "You suck cock, do you?" she asked, wanting to ask whose cock she sucked, but resisted the urge. "What about a nice, juicy cunt, Stacy?"
"Oh, yes, Aunt Karen!"
"Want to suck my pussy, honey?"
"Golly, I sure do!"
"But, Stacy, what would we do with this son of mine?" Karen teased. "I can't get away from him and his wonderful cock."
Stacy giggled. "He can watch," she said. "Or fuck me ... or fuck you!"
"But, if you're sucking my pussy, honey, how is he going to fuck me?"
"He can fuck me, then."
"Oh, I see," Karen laughed throatily.
Tommy took the phone from his mother. "Are you gonna do it, Stacy?"
"Do what, Tommy?"
"You know, what you and Mom were talking about."
Karen was nodding her head, lifting her ass off his prick. She heard the wet sucking sound as it fell free, and scooted her ass back on his thigh. She cupped his cock and balls, fondling them tenderly.
"My Mom says it's okay," Tommy said. "Hey, Stacy, you wanna hear my mom suck my cock?"
Karen grinned at her son as she slipped to her knees between his legs. Her asshole had a raw, aching feeling, but it was a good feeling, too. She leaned down and ran her tongue over his cock, the slight scent of shit not bothering her in the least. Tommy shoved the phone down, and Karen made exaggerated sounds of licking his prick and balls. She heard her niece make a whimpering sound.
"I'm licking his cock, Stacy," she said into the phone. "Tommy's cock is delicious. I'm running my tongue about his prick and his balls, and I'm going to suck it. Listen, honey."
Karen pulled her son's cock into her mouth, making loud wet sounds deliberately. Stacy responded to the wet sounds with squeals of delight.
"I hear you, Aunt Karen," she said. "I'm getting very hot, too. My cunt is on fire and I'm shoving my fingers up it and rubbing! I think I'm gonna come, too."
Karen licked and sucked on her son's cock, making the sounds loud for her niece. She could hear Stacy gasping, and then she heard the liquid sounds. Stacy had, she thought, placed the phone close to her cunt. Then there was the gasping whimper of growing rapture. A tight scream came through the phone and the wet sounds increased.
There was a long pause, then harsh breathing.
"I came, Aunt Karen," Stacy whispered into the phone. "I came very good."
"Stacy," Karen asked, "is your mother home?"
"No."
Relief flooded Karen. Somehow she had imagined Judy right there next to the phone, watching Stacy fingerfucking, hearing everything that was said.
"She doesn't know about you and Tommy, does she?"
Stacy didn't answer right away, and Karen felt a tingle of fear. "She doesn't, does she, Stacy?"
Stacy didn't reply. She hung up the phone.
Karen looked at her son. He was still slumped, his eyes sleepy. She was sure her sister not only knew, but encouraged Stacy and Tommy to fuck, if not joining them. Getting to her feet, she turned from her son.
"What's wrong, Mom?" Tommy asked, his voice lazy.
"Nothing," she replied.
A shiver moved up and down her spine.
"Come with me, Tommy," she said, pulling him up by his hand. "I feel like a nice shower, one of your special showers."
She took her son into the bathroom. Still wearing her garter belt and nylons, she climbed into the tub and leaned back, spreading her legs to expose her cunt. She looked up at her son as she fondled herself, touching her pussy and tits.
"Tommy, I have a feeling your aunt is involved somewhere," she said, one hand taking his cock as she played with her hairy cunt. "You know your aunt talks a lot, don't you?"
Tommy wasn't sure what his mother was getting at.
Karen then told her son about Judy trying to get the four of them together to fuck. Tommy's eyes burned with excitement and his cock started to swell again as he listened.' 'The only problem, Tommy, is my sister has a big mouth on her. She can't keep a secret. Now tell me the truth . . . have you fucked your Aunt Judy?"
"No," he said.
His face flushed slightly, but she believed her son. He had no reason to lie to her, she felt.
She looked into his face for a while, then grinned. "Okay, I believe you. Now, piss on me."
"Where, Mom?"
"All over me," she replied, squirming in the tub. "Piss on my tits and legs and cunt and . . . everywhere."
Karen held her son's balls, her eyes flaming with eagerness, watching the head of his cock. She spread her legs as wide as the tub would allow, the pink lips of her hairy cunt glistening in wetness. She cupped a tit, squeezing it to make her nipple stand up.
"Piss, baby," she whimpered. "I want to feel your hot piss on me! Piss on my tits!"
Tommy shoved his hips forward and sent a hot stream of golden piss over his mother's tits. Karen cooed and sighed, feeling the scalding piss drench her creamy tit-globes. Tommy aimed at her nipple, and she gurgled happily as it stung. She washed his piss about her tits, then lifted her hips.
"My cunt! Piss on mother's cunt!"
Tommy sent the stream down her stomach, soaking the coppery curls of her pussy. Karen sobbed softly and peeled the lips of her cunt wide open for him. The hot piss struck her clit, then the inner lips of her cunt. Karen jerked with ecstasy, her eyes flaming, but focused on the head of his cock.
"Beautiful, Tommy!" she gasped. "Ohhh, piss right in my hot cunt, darling! I love to be pissed on . . . feel your hot piss in my pussy! Ooooh, piss hard, Tommy! Piss real hard!"
The strong stream of golden piss seemed to enter her cunt, and Karen stretched it as far open as she could, her hips arching upward. Tommy's eyes glittered with perverse pleasure, a grin of lewdness on his young face. Karen shoved her hand up his thigh, gripping his balls as he kept pissing onto her cunt.
"My face!" Karen shrieked. "Oh, Tommy, piss in my cocksucking face! I want it in my fucking face, baby!"
Tommy moved his cock.
Karen closed her eyes as the hot piss splashed into her face. She moaned with the perverse sensation of feeling him piss over her cheeks, her chin, her nose and lips. His piss was hot on her neck, and her naked body felt soaked in deliriously hot piss. Her garter belt and nylons were drenched, the hair of her cunt matted wetly.
"Open your lips, Mom," Tommy said, giggling.
Karen gasped, but parted her lips slightly. Tommy aimed his cock there, and Karen felt his hot piss on her lips, her teeth, then in her mouth. The taste of his piss seemed to create a different sensation in her body and mind. Her clit lurched in a sudden hardness, and her cunt began to suck inward. She opened her mouth, wide. The hot piss splashed over her tongue, filling her mouth and running from the corners of her lips. Karen opened her eyes, and gazed hotly up at her son. She held her mouth wide open and let him piss into it, and then she took a hesitant swallow.
Her cunt exploded.
"Oh, God!" she sobbed.
Karen sat upright quickly, her son still raining hot piss into her face. With a cry of perverse excitement, Karen closed her lips about the head of her son's cock. She sucked hard while Tommy pissed, and she swallowed wetly, drinking out of his cock with shivering rapture.
She pulled his prick far into her mouth, and as Tommy stopped pissing, Karen began to suck his cock frantically, devouring it with muffled moans and whimpers of mindless pleasure. His cock swelled between her lips, and as it grew into hardness, she rammed her face back and forth, her hands clutching at his ass tightly, jerking his cock back and forth to meet the rush of her mouth. She bruised her lips at the base of his cock and felt only rapture. She tugged at his hairless balls, smashing them on her chin. Her eyes closed as she desperately pulled on his prick with her fiery lips. Her tongue licked and swirled in mindless passion, taking the smooth head of his cock into her throat as deep as she could.
Her cunt was exploding time and again, one orgasm after another, a never ending contraction of intense ecstasy.
She was soaked in her son's piss, every inch of her body glistening with it, and she was hungrier for his cock and come juice than she had ever been. She wanted his prick to explode down her throat, spurt that hot, sweet, thick come juice into her stomach with such desperation, her face moved swiftly, her wet hair fanning around.
"Suck it, Mom!" Tommy urged, dancing on his feet, grabbing handfuls of his mother's piss-wet hair, jerking her face back and forth on his cock. "Suck me, suck me! Fuck my cock with your hot, wet, cocksucking mouth, Mom! Eat my prick!"
Karen sobbed about his throbbing cock, her lips and tongue moving swiftly as her cunt kept up the relentless convulsions. She felt as if her cunt was burning up, flames consuming it with a heat she had never felt before, not even the first time she fucked her son.
Tommy yelled as he flooded her mouth with his thick come juice. Karen sobbed in rapture as it spurted across her tongue, the taste of it increasing the overwhelming power of her orgasming cunt. Karen felt as if she couldn't take any more orgasms, but her mouth clung to her son's cock as it sent rapid, fiery gushes of come juice down her throat.
In that moment of intense ecstasy, Karen knew she wanted her niece, wanted to bury her face into that succulent cunt, to suck it, lick it and eat it and taste those young sugary juices.
And fuck her sister!
Chapter Eight
Karen awoke the following morning feeling good, but there was a tiny sensation of misgivings, too.
She wanted to invite her niece today, to see her son fuck,that little cunt, wanted to taste it herself.
As she stood and looked at her sleeping son, she found herself longing for a juicy cunt, a pussy that was soft and slippery and burning hot. The desire to bury her mouth into Stacey's cunt was stronger, it seemed, than it had been the night before.
Tommy slept on his back, his legs spread. She looked upon his young ass. It was smooth and lovely to see, yet definitely a young boy's ass. She ran her tongue over her lips, thinking of licking it, of probing at his asshole while he slept, of waking him with her tongue thrust up that tight asshole. Tommy wouldn't mind in the least, she knew.
But waiting, anticipating, was part of the erotic element, she knew.
In the bathroom, she began filling the tub. Sitting on the toilet to piss, Karen parted her knees, one hand cupping her hairy cunt. She pissed into her palm, feeling the heat of it. She couldn't resist working a finger into her cunt. This caused her cuntlips to clench, and for a moment she couldn't piss. But she kept trying, and then found she could fingerfuck herself and piss at the same time. She closed her eyes in pleasure, running her middle finger in and out of her pussy while pissing, enjoying it.
Usually, after taking a piss, Karen would use tissue to clean her pussy. This time she didn't. She stood up before she finished pissing, and allowed the remaining few drops to run down her thighs. She trembled with perverse excitement, then slipped into the hot water. She had sprinkled in fragrant salts, and relaxed in the tub, her mind conjuring up erotic thoughts of her niece, her son, and herself.
Tommy came into the bathroom. He stood over the toilet and pissed. Although Karen had watched this often, she never failed to be excited by it. Seeing the golden stream of her son's piss always made her cunt twitch, her nipples hard. Tommy was starting to shake his cock when Karen stopped him.
"Shake it off in my mouth, honey," she said.
Tommy, wide awake now, turned and shoved his cock to his mother's face. He started to shake it, but Karen shot her tongue out and licked the head, tasting the last drops of his piss.
"I'm gonna call Stacey," he announced.
"You do that, baby," she said, her eyes taking on a smoldering expression. "But talk to her, not your Aunt Judy."
"I'll make the coffee first," Tommy said.
She watched him leave, and finished her bath.
She dressed in a tight pair of nylon bikini panties, letting her tits swing free beneath a tight sweater. She pulled a skirt from her closet, but left it on the bed. Wearing her sweater and panties, she joined her son in the kitchen. He had poured her coffee, and was sitting there, eating a bowl of cereal.
"When I, finish breakfast," he said, a moustache of milk on his upper lip, "I'll call her."
"Let's wait for a while," Karen said.
"But, Mom, you told me last night I could."
"You can," she said, caressing his cheek and wiping off the moustache of milk. "But later. I want you to put on your jockey shorts for me."
"What are you gonna do then?"
"Mmmm, you'll see," she whispered.
Tommy finished and left her to her coffee. Karen sipped, a grin on her face.
When Tommy returned, he had on his jockey shorts. Karen's eyes gazed across the front. The way his cock and balls bulged at the tight shorts sent a throbbing hunger about her cunt, making her tits tighten. She ran her tongue over her lips with eagerness. Holding out her hand, she whispered for him to come close.
"God, you feel wonderful," she breathed, caressing his crotch. She closed her hand about his cock and balls, giving them tender, affectionate squeezes.
"When can I call Stacey?" Tommy asked.
"You're sure anxious to have her here," Karen said, smiling to let him know it didn't bother her. "Is she that good, honey?"
"I wanna see her suck you off, Mom," Tommy said, squirming on the couch as Karen rubbed at his swollen cock through his shorts.
"You will," she promised softly, kissing him and pressing her hand at his throbbing hard-on. "You will, soon."
Karen settled herself on the coffee table, lifting her feet and placing them on the couch near his hips. Her knees were bent slightly, her pantie crotch tight on her pussy.
She leaned back on her hands, her tits swelling up beneath her sweater, her eyes gleaming with that hot emerald color. Tommy gazed into her crotch, always finding it difficult not to stare when she opened her thighs like this. No matter how often he knew his mother's cunt, pan-tied or not, he was fascinated with it.
Karen began to piss.
She didn't send a strong gush of piss from her cunt, but made it seep out and soak the crotch of her panties. Tommy's eyes widened more, burning with interest. She held her knees open, watching his expression, pleased to excite him. She let piss ooze from her pussy and soak her panties until the whole of her crotch was drenched. Then she let go more strongly. Golden piss spewed from the already drenched crotch band, spraying her inner thighs. Tommy moaned with delight, his eyes burning between his mother's thighs. He lifted a foot and moved it lightly into his mother's crotch, feeling her hot piss on his toes. Karen held his ankle, pulling the sole of his foot into her cunt, pissing on it.
"You like this, honey?" Karen murmured, eyeing his swollen cock. It was jutting up toward his stomach, outlined by the tight shorts, his balls filling them sweetly. "You like to see mother piss in her panties?"
Tommy nodded, grinning, his tongue flicking as his eyes burned. The feel of hot piss on his foot seemed to send a rippling itch up his leg, right to his cock and balls.
Karen rubbed his foot up and down her crotch until she stopped pissing. By then his foot was soaked, and there was a puddle of piss where her ass rested on the coffee table.
Suddenly, Tommy jumped up, racing from the room. He returned quickly, and she saw his camera in his hand. She grinned as lewdly as she could as he snapped a picture, standing between her feet. She was delighted with the results. It showed her sitting with legs open, her panties drenched. It was a picture of a woman who had obviously just pissed in her panties, and she was thrilled by it.
"I guess Stacey will see that one, too," she laughed.
Karen climbed off the table, sitting on the floor. She pulled her son between her legs, stroking his thighs and hips. She licked her lips, cupping his ass and feeling the heat of it through the thin cloth. Her eyes sparkled as she looked up at him.
"Piss in your shorts for me, honey," she mewled huskily.
Tommy looked at his hard-on. "With that?" he asked.
"You can do it," she urged. "Please, piss in your shorts for me."
Cupping her son's ass, her face only a few inches from his crotch, Karen waited almost breathless for her son to piss. Her eyes burned on his shorts, where the head of his cock bulged at the straining cloth.
Tommy took a while, then he managed to piss, but only a small amount. Karen whimpered as she saw the wet spot form, and then she licked her tongue over it.
"More, baby!" she moaned. "Oh, Tommy, piss hard! Piss in your shorts for mother! Soak them in your hot piss, darling!"
Tommy kept trying, and soon he sent a gushing hot stream of piss from his cock. His shorts quickly became thoroughly soaked, and Karen gurgled in delight. Her green eyes were wet with pleasure, her face close to his crotch. She kissed his bulging balls, feeling the hot piss on her lips. Parting her lips slightly, she rubbed them up and down. Piss dripped from his shorts, and she flicked her tongue beneath his balls to taste it. His inner thighs glistened with it, and she held his ass, staring hotly into his crotch as he pissed and pissed.
Karen's cunt was blazing with perverse hunger, swelling inside her piss-wet panties, her clit tingling in hardness. Her sweater had piss on it, but she didn't mind in the least. His shorts were soaked in piss, and she began rubbing her face into them. She nuzzled at his wet crotch, purring and gurgling with erotic hunger, kissing and licking, tasting his piss on the shorts, the heat of his young cock and balls underneath them.
With a sob, Karen turned her head up into his crotch as her lips and tongue rubbed and kissed. She drew his shorts into her mouth near his balls, and sucked at the piss, swallowing it. Her eyes expressed a dreamy sensation, one hand moving between her thighs to rub and press at her own cunt. She sucked and licked and rubbed her lovely face into his crotch until her flesh glistened as wetly as his shorts. Then she dipped her head and began to lick at the piss on his thighs. The more she licked, the hotter her cunt became.
"Mmmm, I love this, Tommy!" she whimpered. "I love doing this to you. You taste wonderful without piss on your skin, but better with it. I could lick your piss off your body all day. Mmmmmm, you taste so fucking good!"
His cock swelled again inside his shorts as his mother ran her tongue over it, her lips sucking. He looked down into her eyes, twisting his hips, grinding his crotch into her willing face.
Karen pressed the crotch of her bikini into her cunt with one finger, rubbing hard as her hunger increased. She pulled her son's balls, piss-wet shorts and all, into her mouth, sucking in a frenzy. She twisted her ass on the floor, one hand squeezing his ass tightly. Her cunt oozed with hot juices, her clit painfully swollen.
With soft sobs, she tugged at his shorts, pulling them away from his cock and balls. For a long, hungry moment, she stared at them. Then, squealing, she began to suck at his balls, then race her tongue up his swollen shaft to his cockhead. She tasted piss and the heat of his cock on her lips and tongue. Grabbing the rounded head of her son's cock with her lips, she swallowed it all the way. He tasted of piss and heat, and she sucked greedily for a while, her head throbbing, her eyes slitted with erotic emotion.
"Oh, God!" she whimpered as she lifted her mouth. "Tommy, I could eat you up! I could eat every inch of you up!"
She flung her arms about his hips, hugging him tightly to her face. She pressed hard, thrilled by his piss-wet shorts, the throbbing hardness of his cock and the heat of his balls on her face.
Then she fell onto her back, lifting her legs into the air and holding them wide apart. Her panties were pressed into her cunt, thick curls of hair swirling along the crotch.
"Fuck me!" she hissed. "Fuck mother's hot cunt now, baby!"
Tommy started to shove his shorts down.
"No!" she groaned. "Fuck me with your shorts on! I want to feel the piss on them, on me!"
Tommy went to his knees.
Karen grabbed for his jerking cock, her other hand clawing the crotch of her wet panties to one side. Her cunt gleamed, and she quickly stuffed the swollen head of her son's cock into it. She sucked in a hot breath of air as his prick penetrated her pussy, and then she banged her ass upward, driving her cunt onto his cock.
"Ohhh, fuck the shit out of me, Tommy!" she squealed, wrapping her legs about him as he fell across her body, crushing her tits beneath her sweater. "Fuck the shit out of mother's cunt! Give it to me hard and fast! Ooooh, I'm so fucking hot right now! Bang me hard, baby!'' Tommy put his hands on his mother's tits, digging into the firmness of them, pounding his ass up and down, stabbing his mother's fiery cunt with almost brutal thrusts. The harder and deeper he went, the more Karen squealed with delight. She twisted and squirmed, arching her crotch up to meet the harsh lunges of his throbbing cock. His balls swung, slapping at the wet seat of her panties, making wet sounds on her ass. The sucking, liquid sounds of her cunt sucking on his cock seemed loud in the room, increasing the wild ecstasy rumbling through Karen's overheated body.
She thrashed vigorously beneath him, gurgling and gasping. She raced her hands down his back, then clutched at his tightening ass cheeks. She strained her cunt to him, grinding frantically, feeling her cunt being seared by the delicious friction of his cock.
"Oh, God!" she groaned. "Fuck me, baby! God, I love that hard cock of yours up my cunt! Tommy, baby . . . Rip mother's cunt apart!"
Tommy was gasping with the violence of his fucking, his cock ramming in and out powerfully. Karen dug her hands into her son's ass, her fingers clawing. She twisted her lithe body with strong muscles, sobbing and making throaty cries of ecstasy. Through the rapture, she felt every throb of her son's cock with the sensitive grip of her cunt. Each downthrust he made smashed her cut in a mind-shattering explosion. Karen tossed her hips up and down, thrashing mindlessly.
"Ooooh, my cunt is on fire, darling!" she screamed. "God, your cock is so hard, and it's making mother's cunt burn! Give it to me, Tommy! Fuck me, baby! Fuck my hot cunt more and more and don't every stop!"
Tommy clung to his mother's tits, digging into them, bruising them. He gasped and panted, eyes closed as his ass bounced frantically. The wet heat of his mother's cunt was overpowering his young senses. His balls slapped up and down against her piss-wet ass. With frantic movements, he jerked his mother's sweater over her tits, and latched onto a nipple greedily.
"Ohhh, suck my tit!" Karen cried excitedly. "Suck that fucking tit off! Chew mother's fucking tit, darling! Ohhh, baby, suck it and fuck me and . . . Ahhh, so fucking good!"
She strained her neck back, eyes squeezed as the rapture took total control of her mind and body.
"Fuck that wet cunt!" she shrieked. "Fuck mother's wet pussy! Ram your cock up mother's pissy cunt! Fuck me, fuck me!"
Tommy's cock began to race up and down, stabbing hard. With each thrust of his prick, Karen could feel him crush the hairy lips of her pussy, her swollen clit. She shoved a hand quickly behind her grinding ass, jerking her panties away, desperate to feel his precious balls beating upon the heat of her naked ass.
"I'm going to come!" Karen shrieked desperately. "Oh, Tommy, my cunt is . . . oh, God, go deep, baby! I'm about to come! mother's cunt is ready to come and I need . . .come in me now!"
Karen's cunt grabbed at her son's swollen cock, the rippling waves of her scalding orgasm wrapping about it. She tossed her head back, eyes clamped tight, her expression contorted with the agonizing sweetness. Every part of her beautiful flesh rippled with orgasm.
Tommy's cock expanded, and with a growl, he jerked his head off her tit, his face grimacing. He plunged his cock as hard and deep as he could, and then the fiery gush of his come juice splashed far into his mother's receptive cunt. The trigger-like squirts sent Karen into a rapturous world of intense ecstasy. She screamed loudly as her orgasm increased in power, the hairy lips of her pussy clawing at her son's spurting cock like a squeezing fist or mouth. Her asshole went into spasms, spasms she couldn't control. She screamed time and again, then slumped. Every muscle of her body felt like liquid, quivering as the heat began to cool. She flopped her arms out, her legs dropping to each side of her son.
Tommy's full weight rested on her. She could feel him gasping, hear his breath. His cock began to soften inside her pussy, and she felt a contraction there, a squeezing as if wanting to hold it in..
Chapter Nine
She told Tommy he could call Stacey, then she went to run her bath.
She didn't hear him from the bathroom, but he had promised to talk only to Stacey, and not Judy. She trusted her son, and soaped herself with the fragrant soap. She wanted to smell good when her niece arrived, wanted to be pretty and eager.
By the time she was finished, Karen felt nervous. It was the nervousness of anticipation, though. She was eager, very eager. Her cunt kept up a hot pulsing feeling, and her clit seemed rigid from the time she stepped out of the tub.
Tommy wore fringed cut-offs, nothing else.
Karen paced as she waited, anxiously looking out the window. She could not rid herself of the feeling that her sister knew everything, everything about Tommy and Stacey, about her and Tommy, about Stacey coming here. The feeling was very strong. Still, the feeling did not detract from her growing need to feel her niece, touch her small tits and play with her sugary little cunt, kiss it . . . tongue it.
Tommy seemed calm enough, watching her as she walked back and forth, wringing her hands, glancing from the window back to him. Karen wore a becoming skirt and a peasant blouse, off the shoulder. She was naked beneath the skirt and blouse, and it seemed to her son the only thing holding her blouse up was her firm, thrusting tits. She was barefooted, and somehow that added to his mother's eroticism.
As she paced, Karen would whirl around, causing her full skirt to lift, exposing her knees and thighs.
"You're really ready, aren't you, Mom?" he asked.
"God, ami!"
Tommy exposed the head of his cock.
"Wanna suck on this until Stacy gets here?" he asked, grinning lewdly.
Karen stared at his cock, swallowing. She would love to suck on his cock as she waited, but she wasn't sure she could give him a very good blow job at the moment. In her mind, whirled images of the three of them, tangled up and thrusting cock or cunts into each other's faces, fucking and sucking whatever they could get their mouths and hands and cunts and cocks on.
She was about to go to him and suck his cock when a knock sounded very loud. Karen jumped, and Tommy stood to answer the door.
Stacey came in with a bright smile, looking sweet and innocent, dressed in extremely tight shorts and a white blouse. Karen could see the pink of her niece's nipples through the blouse, the small mounds of her tits. The shorts hugged her little ass deliriously, her ass cheeks showing excitedly. Karen wondered if Judy realized the way her daughter dressed.
"Hi, all," Stacey said, but Karen couldn't greet her. Her throat was choked up, and her eyes swam with hunger as she looked at her niece.
Stacey sat down next to Tommy on the couch, and boldly draped a leg over his, her hand resting on his thigh. Karen wanted to talk, to ask questions, but she couldn't. She seemed frozen there, her eyes smoldering with a mesmerized fascination at her niece. Karen felt there should be some embarrassment about the phone call earlier, but there was none. Stacey was bright and glowing and cheerful.
She looked at her aunt with big, shining eyes, moved her hand up Tommy's thigh and cupped his crotch. Stacey held Tommy's cock and balls through his cut-offs, as if waiting to see what Karen would say. Karen said nothing, but sat and stared right at her niece's hand.
She watched Stacey pull the fringed crotch of Tommy's cut-offs back, and then wrap her small hand about his cock.
The only sound Karen made was a gasp.
Stacey began to pump on Tommy's cock. There was no conversation between them, the only sounds in the room was their breathing, and to Karen her breathing was the loudest of all.
Tommy's cock swelled beneath the stroking of his cousin's hand, swelled into hardness. Stacey squeezed his cock, making his prickhead bulge out. She kept her eyes directly on Karen, as if waiting to be stopped, almost challenging Karen to stop her. Karen's cunt puffed out, oozing hot juices between her thighs. She had balled her fists tightly with excitement.
For what seemed a long time, they all sat in silence, with the heavy breathing increasing. Stacey kept pumping on Tommy's cock, rubbing her palm about his dripping cockhead. Then, still without a word, Stacey stood, and began unbuttoning her blouse. Karen choked as she saw the succulent tits of her niece. They were small, but larger than she would have thought. Tight and round and sugary looking, with suckable nipples so pink, so very pink, and rubbery in hardness.
As she climbed out of her tight shorts, Stacey had to wiggle her little ass, peeling them inside out, they were so tight. Karen gazed breathlessly at her naked niece, seeing her long, slim thighs, the fuzz of her cunt-hair, and best of all, the slit of her cunt. Her own cunt lurched, a fire roaring through it. For a moment, Karen almost came just looking at her niece. Tommy's cock stood out of his cut-offs, rearing up in hardness.
Still not saying anything, Stacey dropped to her knees at Tommy's side. Karen gazed at the sweet little ass, then watched as Stacey pulled Tommy's cut-offs away, exposing his cock and balls. Stacey cupped Tommy's balls in her hand, and with her eyes sparkling, lowered her face and pulled Tommy's cock into her hot little mouth.
"Ohhhh!" Karen gasped, the first sound any of them had made since Stacy came in.
Karen leaned forward, her stomach tense with a thrilling sensation.
Stacy wasn't acting like a reluctant virgin. She was acting like a girl of any age who knew what she wanted and was eager to do it, like a girl that had been shown, taught, and loved it. Her small mouth filled with Tommy's cock, her lips stretching wide. Karen was surprised to see Stacy swallow every inch of Tommy's hard cock.
Stacy purred as she sucked up and down on Tommy's cock, the purr of a girl who loved the feel and taste of a hard cock between her lips, deep in her mouth. It was all there for Karen to see, and again she found herself wondering if Judy was involved in any way.
With Tommy's cock in her mouth, Stacy drew her knees up, holding them wide apart and turning her body toward Karen. Karen stared at her almost hairless cunt, seeing the petal-like lips open wetly. Stacy sucked at Tommy's cock slowly, and at the same time rubbed a small hand at her cunt, her eyes sparkling a lewd invitation to her aunt.
All the time Tommy was leaning back, his eyes moving from his cousin's head to his mother's face.
Karen couldn't resist. She shoved a hand under her skirt, drawing it up her thighs. She spread her legs and caressed her cunt openly as she watched her niece sucking her son's cock, fingering her succulent young pussy wantonly.
Stacy made wet sounds as she sucked Tommy's prick, lifting her mouth occasionally to run her tongue in swirling pleasure about his swollen cockhead, licking up the dripping beads of juice on his piss hole. Her young eyes blazed toward Karen, watching as her aunt stroked her hairy cunt. She worked a finger into her tight cunt, fingerfucking herself as she sucked on Tommy's cock, her hot eyes gleaming with pleasure.
"So good," Stacy mewled softly, running her tongue up and down Tommy's throbbing cock. "So hard and hot and good."
The sound of Stacy's voice shattered the mesmerized state Karen was in. With a soft sob, she jumped to her feet and rushed toward them. She rolled onto her back, scooting her head beneath her niece's ass. Stacy made a soft squeal and lifted her ass, making room for her aunt's head below. Stacy clung to Tommy's cock with her lips as she squatted over Karen's face.
Karen placed her trembling hands on the spreading cheeks of her niece's ass, staring into the sugary crotch a few inches above her face. She drew her knees up, her skirt falling past her hairy cunt. Spreading her knees wide, Karen began to sob softly and bury her face into Stacy's steaming hot young cunt. The hairless lips of her niece's pussy scalded her lips as she kissed hotly. She smeared her mouth into the wetness of Stacy's pussy, then thrust her tongue out. She slipped it deep into the heated depths of her niece's tight cunt, flicking it in and out. Stacy gurgled around Tommy's cock, wiggling her crotch into her aunt's face.
Karen sucked, her tongue twisting in and out of Stacy's pussy. She opened her mouth wide, pressing her lips about the expanse of sweet cunt. She licked at the puffy pussylips, swirled her hungry tongue about the tight knot of Stacy's clit. Stacy began to moan about Tommy's cock, sucking it faster and smashing her cunt into Karen's face. Holding Stacy's small ass cheeks in her palms, letting her niece sit in her hands, Karen licked and sucked, her movements growing into a frenzy. She made wet sounds with her lips and tongue. She didn't mind at all when Stacy squirmed her crotch back and forth, and Karen licked cunt and asshole alternately. She kept her tongue darting and swirling, finding it up the sugary cunt for a while, then twirling and licking the tight pucker of Stacy's clenching hot asshole. She lifted her head, smashing her face into the delicate, scented cunt, devouring it with lips and tongue.
Her own ass twisted and humped against the floor, her legs opening and closing as her cunt steamed and burned.
"Ohhh, Aunt Karen!" came the squealing voice of her niece. "Ooooh, that feels wonderful! Lick me, Aunt Karen!"
The sound of her niece's voice, urging her, sent Karen into a frenzy. She cried out softly into Stacy's cunt, licking and sucking vigorously with the hunger that she had shown sucking her son's cock. She was excited by the softness of a cunt, the searing, blistering heat of it on her lips and face. She was excited by the way Stacy shook her ass, writhing it into her face. She was excited by the sucking sounds Stacy made on Tommy's cock.
She squealed into Stacy's cunt as an orgasm unexpectedly shot through her pussy. It came suddenly, and she jerked one hand off the creamy little ass, shooting it between her legs and clutching at her naked cunt, feeling her hairy pussylips contract. She rammed her tongue up Stacy's pussy hard.
A wail came from Stacy, and Karen felt her tight cunt gripping at her tongue, the spasms telling her Stacy was coming, too.
"Ooooh, Aunt Karen!" Stacy moaned. "You made me come!"
After a wiggle or two, Stacy stood up. Karen gazed longingly between her slim thighs at the almost hairless cunt she had just sucked, seeing the wetness on the pink lips, the crack of her niece's sweet ass.
"Tommy, fuck me!" Stacy squealed. "I wanna get fucked now!"
Before Karen could rise, Stacy was on her hands and knees, shaking her little ass lewdly.
"Fuck me, Tommy!" Stacy gurgled. "Hurry and stick your hard cock up my cunt!"
Tommy, his prick jerking about, went to his knees behind his cousin.
Quickly, Karen was on her knees too, grabbing at her son's cock, rubbing his swollen prickhead up and down the heated slit of Stacy's young cunt. She fit his smooth cockhead into Stacy's cunt-slit, and immediately Stacy thrust her small ass backwards, stabbing herself up the cunt on Tommy's cock. Karen gurgled softly as she saw her son's cock spread her niece's young cunt lips, then her hand was caught between them. She pulled free, but only to grab her son by his swollen balls. Stacy shook her ass, her cunt stuffed by Tommy's hard cock.
"Ohhh, Tommy!" Karen whimpered. "Fuck her! Fuck her hot little cunt hard!"
Tommy gripped his cousin's hips, and began to pound his cock back and forth. Karen, with soft cries, began to lick her tongue up and down Stacy's trembling, naked back. She shoved a hand underneath and cupped a firm, hard tit, feeling a pink nipple bore into her palm.
The delicious scent of hard cock and hot, wet cunt drifted up to Karen, and she ran her tongue down the small of her niece's back, then over her grinding little ass cheeks. Stacy whimpered and rested her head and shoulders on the floor, her ass raised into the air, knees parted.
Karen's cunt boiled, and she found one of Stacy's hands. She drew Stacy's small hand between her thighs, and curled her fingers into her cunt.
"Feel my pussy, Stacy!" she urged throatily. "Oh, Stacy, play with my fucking hot cunt! God, Tommy, I can see your cock fucking her pussy! I can smell it, hear it! Beautiful, baby, beautiful!"
She parted her own thighs when Stacy rammed all her fingers up into her juicy cunt. But that wasn't enough for Karen. She twisted swiftly, falling to her back again, only this time she spread her legs about her niece's shoulders, lifting her hairy cunt to Stacy's face.
Stacy gave a squeal, and buried her face into her aunt's juicy cunt, her young tongue swirling and tasting, lapping up and down the hair- lined pussy-slit, sucking at Karen's engorged clit. Karen shot her cunt hard into her niece's face, giving a soft scream of ecstasy.
The tongue of niece swirled eagerly, licking at the hairy lips of Karen's cunt. Karen wailed and grabbed the back of her niece's head, ramming her fiery pussy powerfully into the young face. With her eyes blazing, she stared past Stacy's head, watching her small ass churn vigorously, stuck high in the air. She couldn't see her son's cock fucking her sugary cunt, but she could hear the wet sounds, see her son's face contorted in pleasure, hear the soft slaps of his stomach as he plunged swiftly into Stacy's cunt.
Tommy banged into Stacy's cunt powerfully, trying to see her sucking on his mother's cunt. Karen, despite the intensity of her rapture, twisted about until she was sideways, clawing at her hairy cunt, opening it wide. Stacy had to turn her head sideways to lick now, and Tommy could see her wet tongue lapping hungrily against his mother's inflamed fuckbud. Karen lifted a leg, bending it at the knee, holding it wide open, her cunt free and eagerly grinding at her niece's face.
"Suck me, Stacy!" Karen cried. "Oh, suck my hot cunt, baby! Fuck her, Tommy! Fuck her hot little pussy! Ram your hard cock up her tight, sweet cunt!"
Tommy banged hard, smashing Stacy's face into Karen's juicy pussy. Stacy didn't mind; she devoured Karen's cunt with greed, making sounds of delight, her lips and tongue sucking and licking. She shoved her small hands beneath her aunt's bouncing ass, cupping and gripping her ass cheeks hard, lifting Karen's cunt into her face. Karen cried out with ecstasy, once again grabbing the back of Stacy's head, smashing her steaming cunt in a frenzy at the sucking mouth.
Tommy gasped, the hot tightness of Stacy's cunt starting to pull at his cock, his balls swollen. Stacy waggled her sweet, compact ass wildly, groaning into Karen's rippling, seeping cunt. Stacy struggled to breathe, but crushed her mouth and nose into Karen's cunt as hard as she could. The thick, coppery curls of Karen's cunt smothered her pretty little face. Stacy's wet tongue flew back and forth, diving into Karen's cunt wickedly. Karen sobbed and rammed her cunt hard into her niece's face, grinding with powerful muscles. Her stomach rippled, and her tits strained.
"Ooooh, I'm going to come, Stacy!" she cried out. "Oh, God ... my cunt! It's burning up . . . burning so fucking hot! Suck me, Stacy! Fuck my cunt with your tongue! Ooohhh, I'm so fucking close, Stacy!
Suck . . . eat . . . lick me!"
Tommy was smashing his cock into Stacy's cunt like crazy, his face grimacing as he felt his balls twitching. He clung to his cousin's gyrating hips with tight fingers. Stacy was whimpering into Karen's pussy, tears streaming down her face, tears of utmost ecstasy. Her young, almost hairless cunt went into quick spasms, squeezing and sucking on Tommy's cock.
"Ohhhh, shit!" Tommy groaned, and he began to squirt into the fiery sweetness of Stacy's hungry, convulsing pussyhole.
Stacy screamed into Karen's emit as she came, her ass shooting back hard onto Tommy's gushing prick. Karen, her eyes misted with erotic intensity, gave a yelp. She crashed her cunt hard into her niece's face, grinding in a sideways motion.
"There! Fm coming!" she shouted, her body taut, head back.
The three naked bodies trembled and shook in orgasm, their cries of rapture filling the room.
Chapter Ten
Stacy sat near Tommy, with Karen still lying on her back. Karen had shifted closer to them, needing the intimate contact. She had shoved one leg beneath theirs, her knee pressing at Stacy's bubbling little cunt. Stacy stroked her fingers through the thick hair of Karen's cunt, and her son fondled her thigh.
Karen felt very good, very relaxed. It was a pleasure to be naked with her son and niece, seeing Tommy's cock and balls, the sweetness of Stacy's firm little tits with those pink nipples. She could feel her son's cock resting near her ankle. When her son and Stacy kissed one another, she watched with delight. Already her pussy was ready for more, pulsating wetly, her clit twitching. But she wanted her son to fuck her this time, fuck her up the asshole, with Stacy watching. There was something very lewd about having her niece watch her take Tommy's cock into her asshole, a something that Karen couldn't resist.
Then she remembered something her son had said.
"Stacy," she asked quietly. "Do you love to suck come juice out of a pussy?"
Stacy giggled, covering her lower face with one hand. She nodded her head, her wavy hair dancing with movement.
Karen wanted to ask how she discovered this desire, but was afraid of the answer. Instead, she asked, her voice low and whispery, "Want to suck Tommy's come juice out of my ass?"
Stacy's eyes widened, but they brightened at the same time. She gave a small gasp, and pressed a fingertip upon Karen's tingling clit. "I don't know," she replied in a soft voice, glancing at Tommy. "I haven't done anything like that, Aunt Karen."
Karen purred, stretching her slender body, her tits arching. "Always a first time for everything," she murmured, almost lazily, but her voice was throaty.
Turning onto her side, Karen arched her ass outward toward them. Then she lifted her knees beneath her. Pushing her shoulders and face against the floor, she swung her curvy ass in tight, suggestive circles. Tommy and Stacy peered at Karen's parting ass cheeks, watching her asshole wink and pucker, seeing the hairy lips of her cunt pooching invitingly. Karen slipped a hand between her thighs, caressing her cunt slowly, feeling her own wetness as they watched, both starting to breathe with renewed excitement. Karen slipped her middle finger into her cunt and worked it back and forth, fucking herself slow but deep. She wiggled her upturned ass lewdly, making whimpers of pleasure. Slipping her finger out of her cunt, she rubbed it lightly about her asshole, then slowly shoved it inside.
"Ohhh," Stacy gurgled.
Karen worked her finger deeply into her asshole, feeling their eyes on her, watching her. She fingerfucked herself up the ass a while, then thrust it into her cunt again. She went from her cunt to her asshole, teasing and inviting them.
Tommy moved his hand to his mother's cunt, and poked a finger into it. Karen gave a low cry of pleasure. She cupped her tits and squeezed them as her son fucked his finger in and out of her cunt. She waggled her ass, and then Stacy was stroking her spreading ass cheeks.
Karen didn't have to ask.
Stacy probed at her asshole, and Karen gasped in delight as she felt the finger of her niece penetrate her tight assring. With her son fingerfucking her cunt, Stacy fucked her up the ass with her middle finger. The double stabbing sent ripples of ecstasy through Karen's creamy, naked body. She twisted for them, whimpering softly, hearing the wet sounds her fingers made, feeling the stretching, stuffing of her cunt and asshole at the same time.
Tommy pulled his finger out of his mother's cunt, only to replace it with his tongue. Karen gurgled as she felt her son licking at her wet cunt, with Stacy still fucking her finger into her asshole. She listened to their gulps and exclamations of erotic pleasure.
Stacy pulled her finger from the grip of her aunt's asshole, and then Karen felt the heat of her breath, and then her tongue. Stacy licked up and down her asshole, with Tommy lapping at her juicy cunt. The wet tongues sent a wild fire blazing through Karen. She whimpered and arched her ass high, making sure they had plenty of room at her cunt and asshole. Her nipples burned into her palms as she squeezed her tits. She yelped softly as Stacy pressed her young tongue hard against her asshole. Then it was inside. She didn't know how they were doing it, but they were. Tommy was licking her cunt, driving his tongue in and out of her pussy, with Stacy's hot lips pressing around her asshole, her tongue stabbing into her assring.
"Ohhh, God!" Karen sobbed. "So good! Fuck me, both of you! Ooooh, fuck me up the asshole and cunt! Those tongues, they're hot and wet and driving me out of my mind! Suck me! Suck my ass . . . suck my cunt!"
A small hand came under her stomach, and Karen moved a hand off her tit. Stacy gripped Karen's tits, squeezing as her tongue flicked and fluttered, delving into the tightness of her asshole. Tommy ran his tongue in and out of his mother's wet cunt juicily, sucking away, tasting her. Karen's cunt and asshole began to burn, tingle and throb. She knew she was going to come again, and wiggled into the two young, eager faces.
"Mmmmm, faster!" she cried softly. "Faster and deeper and harder! Ahhh, suck me! Suck my asshole and suck my cunt! You two will make me come . . . anytime now!"
The tongues flicked faster and faster, and to Karen they seemed to go deeper. She began to claw at the floor, digging her nails into the carpet, grunting and choking with boiling ec-tasy. Stacy's tongue pulled free of her tight asshole, only to lick in wet, fiery circles at it, then plunge back in. Ripples or rapture caused Karen to shiver.
She let out a tight squeal as her cunt went into convulsions. She felt it tighten about her son's stabbing tongue, her asshole clenching at Stacy's. She made a strangling sound, her orgasm burning through her from head to toe. She came for what seemed a long time, one orgasm after another.
The giggles of her son and niece brought her out of the dreamy state she had entered. Her ass was still high in the air, her knees beneath her stomach. She waggled it sensuously, moaning softly. She twisted her head to look at them. Tommy had a beautiful hard-on, and Stacy was pumping on it, leaning down and running her tongue about his smooth prickhead, lapping up the seeping juices on his piss hole.
"Suck his cock, Stacy," Karen whispered.
"Mmmm, sweet," Stacy replied, and pressed her lips down onto Tommy's cock, swallowing it completely. She made wet sounds as she sucked it, gliding her stretched lips up and down slowly, her cheeks sinking inward as evidence of her sucking power.
Positioning her herself so she could watch Stacy suck her son's cock, Karen pressed her still uplifted ass toward her son's face.
"Tommy, lick me," she gurgled.
Tommy shoved his face into his mother's crotch without hesitation, his tongue slurping from her cunt to her asshole. Karen purred softly and moved her hand to her niece's sweet cunt. She fondled her pink pussy lips, then worked a finger into the tightness, fucking Stacy with it. Stacy wiggled her hips and dipped her face faster on Tommy's cock, making a whimpering sound of pleasure.
But Karen wanted more than a tongue.
"Tommy, fuck mother," she hissed huskily. "Fuck me, baby."
Stacy pulled her mouth from Tommy's cock, grinning. "Shove your cock up her cunt, Tommy," she said. "I wanna see you fuck her good. Come in your mother's cunt! I wanna suck it out when you're finished! Oohhh, Aunt Karen, I love to taste come juice inside a hot, hairy cunt like yours!"
For just a moment, Karen was struck again by her niece's obvious experience, but she didn't dwell on it. She was eager for her son's cock, eager to have him fucking her with Stacy watching.
"Fuck, Tommy!" she repeated. "Oh, baby, ram your cock up mother's juicy cunt!"
Tommy lifted to his knees, Stacy still clinging to his cock.
"Put his prick in me, Stacy!" Karen moaned. "Help Tommy get his cock in my cunt!"
Stacy pressed the swollen head of Tommy's cock against Karen's pussy, and made a sucking sound as she watched his cock slide into it. Karen's hairy cunt lips stretching around it. Releasing Tommy's cock once it was inside Karen's cunt, Stacy shoved her hand down and below her aunt's body, rubbing at her inflamed clit. She moved her other hand between the spreading cheeks of Karen's ass, and probed and rubbed the tightness of her asshole.
Karen gurgled, twisting her ass the way Stacy had earlier, taking her son's cock deep into hungry cunt.
Tommy thrust into his mother's pussy, making wet sounds. Stacy shoved her finger into Karen's asshole. Karen yelped and lifted her ass high, holding herself still, taking the swift lunges of her son's cock into her cunt and her niece's finger into her asshole.
"Up my ass, Tommy!" Karen suddenly shrieked. "Fuck me in the ass, baby! Hurry, shove your hard cock up mother's asshole!"
Stacy giggled as she pulled her finger out, and gripped Tommy's cock, feeling the slippery wetness of it. Stacy shoved Tommy's cock to the tight ring of Karen's ass, her young eyes burning.
"Push, Tommy!" Stacy urged. "Push it up her asshole!"
Tommy pushed, and Karen jutted her ass backwards.
She let out a scream of delight when the swollen head of her son's cock penetrated her tight asshole. The ring stretched and she felt every hard ridge of her son's cock as it slipped deeply, his balls pushing against her cunt.
Stacy stared at the stretching of her aunt's asshole, seeing it clench around the hardness of Tommy's cock. She gasped hotly and again shoved her hand under Karen's stomach, twisting at the rigid clit. She feTt Tommy's balls against her fingers when he began to drive his cock back and forth.
"Oooooh, that looks so fucking wonderful!" Stacy squealed. "Oh, Aunt Karen, your asshole is so stretched, so full of Tommy's cock! Tommy, fuck her ass fast, come in her asshole! I wanna suck the juice out of her asshole!"
Karen began to claw at the carpet again, her eyes closed tightly as she panted with the force of her son's thrusts. She could feel her niece's eyes burning on her gripping asshole, watching Tommy's cock plunging in and out. It sent wild excitement through her, being watched by her niece as she took her son's cock in this perverse, wicked way.
Karen felt her tits scraping the carpet as she was pushed across the floor by the power of her son's lunging cock. She felt her niece pulling and twisting her clit. She felt . . .
Karen began to piss.
She gushed a long, strong stream of hot, golden piss from her uplifted cunt, spraying past her niece's fingers, her son's balls. Tommy groaned as he felt the hot piss drench his swinging balls. Stacy, for a moment, seemed startled.
Then she giggled lewdly.
"Ooooh, Aunt Karen! You're pissing!"
"I know!" Karen cried out. "I can't stop it! I can't stop it! I have to piss! Fuck me, Tommy! Ohhhh, baby, fuck me up the hot asshole ... I have to piss!"
Stacy, giggling in lewd peals of laughter, swung her legs over the back of her aunt, pressing her little cunt at the back of Karen's head. She leaned over on Karen's back, both her hands wrapped about her hips, feeling the hot piss flow over her hands. She licked and kissed at Karen's squirming, naked ass, her eyes inches from Tommy's cock as he rammed faster and faster into Karen's gripping asshole.
Karen, feeling her niece's cunt at the back of her neck, the hot wetness of it, pushed backward with her head. Stacy rubbed her cunt at the back of Karen's neck and head, squealing as her tongue lapped about the creamy surfaces of her ass cheeks. Stacy ran her hands about Karen's cunt, feeling the piss with pleasure.
"Rub that hot cunt on my neck, Stacy!" she squealed. "Ohhhh, yes, rub my head with your cunt! Ooooh, fuck me up the ass, Tommy! Stacy, rub your hot little cunt on my neck!"
Stacy rubbed, her tongue lapping along the spreading crack of her aunt's ass, the tip licking the shaft of Tommy's cock as it pulled out, then probing the stretched edges of Karen's ass when he plunged back in. Karen sobbed loudly with rapture. Her cunt seemed to be puckering up, clenching in that delicious way just before she came. The wet heat of her niece's cunt on her neck enhanced her ecstasy. She felt her son's cock swelling thicker inside her asshole, felt it hardening even more. He was about to come, and she groaned. The piss gushed out of her cunt strongly in a steady stream, splashing across Stacy's hands and Tommy's balls.
Stacy was squealing as her tongue flicked about the edges of her aunt's asshole, and then Karen felt more pressure from her succulent cunt on her neck. She felt the writhing spasms of it, and realized without hearing the groans of Stacy that her niece was coming against her neck.
The wetness seemed to increase, and Karen gave a soft cry of pleasure when she realized her niece was pissing, too. She felt the hot piss of Stacy's cunt flow over her neck, down about her cheeks. She moaned as her cunt contracted, causing her asshole to squeeze in waves of burning heat on her son's cock.
Tommy grunted, ramming his cock as deep as he could into his mother's asshole, his balls crushed against her pissing cunt, capturing Stacy's hands there. His cock throbbed, and then a steamy spurt of come juice exploded into Karen's asshole. With a scream of ecstasy, Karen's asshole sucked at her son's cock, drawing his thick, creamy come juice out of his swollen balls.
Stacy lifted her crotch slightly, and the burning hiss of her piss splashed about the back of Karen's head, soaking her coppery hair. Sobbing with tears of ecstasy, Karen jerked her asshole from her son's cock. She felt the last few squirts of his come juice splash about her asshole as it closed. Swiftly, she turned onto her back, and Stacy sat upright, her cunt in her aunt's face.
Karen cried out as she opened her lips and pressed them about her niece's cunt, taking the full stream of piss into her mouth. She swallowed and gulped, drinking the piss out of Stacy's cunt. But Stacy didn't remain there. She lifted to her knees, her fingers pulling at her succulent, almost hairless cunt. She arched her hips and sprayed hot piss over her aunt's tits, drenching them completely. Karen sobbed and twisted as Stacy pissed over her tits. Tommy was still on his knees, and he lifted his cock.
Karen cried out in ecstasy as she felt him pissing about her cunt. She twisted and thrashed beneath the boiling piss, her body shivering with the intesity of her perverse rapture.
Then Stacy arched her sweet little ass backwards, and Karen caught the final squirts of piss against her lips.
She lay gasping as Tommy and Stacy stood looking down at her. Both of them were grinning widely. Stacy clung to Tommy's cock and balls, and Karen saw that her son was cupping one of his cousin's ass cheeks. Their young eyes sparkled, bright with pleasure.
"You wanted to suck Tommy's come juice out of my asshole, Stacy?" Karen murmured softly. "There's plenty of come juice up there right now."
At that moment the door opened.
Judy entered, closing the door behind her, leaning against it and looking down at her sister, her expression knowing.
"It was only a matter of time, Karen," Judy said.
Karen, shocked to see her sister standing there, clamped her legs together and covered her naked tits with her arms, unable to say a thing. She stared at Judy, then at her son and niece.
"This was a set-up," she finally said.
Judy pulled from the door, opening her blouse. "No, Karen," she said. "No set-up at all."
"Then why are you here, Judy?"
"Because ..." She dropped her blouse to the floor, her firm tits arching out beautifully. "We want you."
"I know," Karen said. "But you talk too much, Judy. You don't know when to keep your fucking mouth shut."
"Oh, I do know," Judy said, unzipping her skirt. "I don't talk as much as you think. Only about us, you. No one else."
"Did Tommy know?" Karen asked.
"Tommy is a wonderful fuck," Judy said, her skirt falling around her feet, standing in her tight, skimpy panties. She hooked her fingers into them, rolling them down. The hair of her cunt was thick.
"And ... my husband?"
"I think so, but I'm not sure," Judy said.
"But it doesn't matter, Karen. He's gone too much. But my husband, he wants a piece of your hot ass, bad."
"I've known that for a long time," Karen said, finding herself fascinated by the naked body of her sister.
"Well, do you want to hold back anymore?" Judy asked, arching her back and spreading her legs, exposing the wet lips of her hairy cunt and fingering it. "Oh, God," Karen whimpered, and held her arms out to her sister . . .
