Linda Holt paused one last time at the front door, smoothing her sleek summer outfit in a final check and making last-minute adjustments to her immaculately done brunette hair.
"Janie, if you need anything at all, just call the number by the phone. It shouldn't be a late bridge party, but you never know how these things will go. All right?"
"Okay, Mom." Plopped on the couch pretending to read a magazine spread across her lap, Janie tried to feign indifference.
"And if something happens . . . well, no need to dwell on that. I'm sure you and Brad are both perfectly capable of taking care of yourselves, but you can always go to the Burkes next door if anything unusual comes up. Janie, are you listening?"
"Mother! We'll be fine, honest!"
Though she'd long since grown used to her Mom's overprotective nature, Janie could hardly hide the note of impatience that crept into her voice as she jerked her head up with a violence that made her long blonde curls sweep across her shoulders in a gold cascading shower.
God, wasn't Mom ever going to leave?
"Well ..."
Linda hesitated an instant at her daughter's outburst, then reluctantly gave in with an inward sigh that showed on her attractive face. It wasn't easy for a widow of the past eight years to admit that her children could do without her, even for a few hours.
"All right, dear. Brad! I'm going now!"
The sounds of scrambling came from the kitchen, and Brad's head popped into sight. He was chewing the last remnants of a sandwich. "You still here, Mom? I thought you'd left!"
Janie had to hide a smile at that.
"I'm just walking out the door, honey. Now, remember your promise to be good, and don't give your sister any trouble while I'm gone. And don't stay up too late. And while you're at it, you might clean up your room, too. That place looks like a cyclone hit it."
"Aw come on, Mom!"
Brad scrunched up his youthful face in a pained wince of embarrassment beneath this final flood of admonishments. It was obviously a humiliating experience to have his big sister babysitting him as if he were a kid - Christ, he was old enough to look after himself!
"He will, I promise." Janie hastily spoke up for them both, cutting off the beginnings of an argument. "We'll do everything just like usual, don't worry. Aren't you going to be late, Mom?"
"All right, then." Satisfied at last that her teenaged children could survive a single evening without her, Linda turned her the door. "Well, have a nice time. I'll be back in a few hours. Goodbye, dears."
With a parting glance back she strode out of the house and headed for the car, leaving only a trace of subdued perfume behind.
When she was finally gone, Brad rolled his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief. "Wow, I thought we'd never get some peace and quiet! Mom sure does worry a lot, doesn't she?"
"You're telling me." Janie had to nod in agreement, unable to hide the excitement of knowing she would have the next few hours all to herself.
"Hey, you want to play some cards or something? I can get everything set up - I might even let you beat me for once! How about it, Sis?"
At any other time Janie might have jumped at the opportunity to wipe the smug little smirk off her brother's face. But tonight she had other plans, plans that didn't include Brad at all. She shook her head.
"No thanks. I think I'll just go upstairs and read awhile. Why don't you go in the den and watch TV instead? That ought to keep you occupied. And if it doesn't, you can always clean up your room like Mom said, can't you?"
"Awww!" Brad stuck out his tongue, and vanished into the kitchen once more.
A moment later she heard the refrigerator door slam, and then the sudden muted blare of the den television beyond that.
Janie breathed out a silent sigh of relief. It had almost seemed that she was never going to get a minute alone!
The instant she knew her brother had settled down to watch some noisy western, she hopped up from the couch and headed upstairs. This was the moment Janie had been waiting for all through supper and the endless wait for her mother to leave. Her heart was thumping in anticipation as she moved silently up to the landing and slipped into her mother's bedroom. She flicked on the light and closed the door securely behind her.
Then, without hesitation, she went straight to a large antique bureau and pulled its top drawer open.
That was where Mom kept her lingerie. And oddly, she had the sexiest collection of under-things that Janie had ever seen. She found herself looking down at a pastel rainbow of sheer panties and lacy bras that didn't in any way match the image of the overly proper, overly protective parent who'd hovered at the front door an extra five minutes.
Just the thought of her prim overpossessive always-immaculate Mom wearing any of these sexy peek-a-boo garments would've made Janie laugh if her mind hadn't been on other things.
She reached into the drawer and dug deep, past flimsy nighties and frilly see-through silk.
Her fingers brushed a crisp crinkly bundle, and she latched onto it.
Janie's cunt began to tingle and itch, swelling with excitement. Her pulse raced. She pulled the bundle out, working it from beneath a black slithery piece of fabric, until it lifted free in her hand.
It was a loosely bunched stack of pictures, fanning out in her fist like a deck of cards.
She brought them into the open, and her breath bated.
The pictures were of nude people in different poses. Mostly they were of men. Or, to be more accurate, of men's cocks. All kinds and sizes and lengths, some soft and lolling, others stiff and hard. Cocks. Dozens of cocks. Hundreds! Maybe more!
Giddy with arousal and staring with wide blue eyes, she rifled through the bundle of pictures in rapt fascination.
She'd discovered them by accident a few days ago while helping her Mom put up laundry. Even then, with Mom lugging a freshly done load up the stairs just moments away, she'd seen enough to make her pussy ooze with a sudden flush of wildly tingling heat.
And now, with a whole evening before her to look all she wanted, a burst of fresh pleasure made her gasp.
"Ohhhhh . . . "
Janie Holt was still a virgin. She'd hardly dated, and had certainly never seen a boy's cock before. In fact she'd never really gained more than a vague impression of what cocks were like from other girls' descriptions.
Now she had a whole fistful of them to examine for the rest of the evening.
And that was just what she intended to do - her own way!
With a wicked surge of delight she set the pictures on the bureau top. Then, atremble and eager, she hastily shed her clothes.
Tee-shirt, bra, denim cut-offs and panties drifted to the floor in a heap, one by one.
Totally nude and shivering a bit at her own uninhibited intentions, she quickly grabbed the pictures up and scampered for the bed.
Linda Holt's large bed was soft and springy. It gave with bouncing ripples as she scrambled onto it and flung the pictures down before her, spreading them out in confused disarray.
Dozens of handsome nude male bodies lay strewn about her, lean muscular men poised in various stances.
But Janie's gaze fastened instantly on their cocks - all those big jutting swollen pricks, most of them encased in thick furry nests of curls but some shaved completely bare to expose every inch of veined out-thrusting meat and heavy wrinkled ballsacks.
Hardly daring even to blink, she devoured them with a greedy fascinated stare.
And with each bared cock that met her gaze, she could feel her pussy cream a bit harder.
"Ohhhh. . .oh wow..."
She breathed the words out, examining one close-up of a cock that had to be at least eight inches long and swollen with a hugeness that blossomed to a red knobbed cockhead that appeared as big as her fist, its slitted piss-hole glistening with just a hint of dewy wetness.
A slick burst of warmth leaked between her thighs at the sight of that monster cock.
Another photo showed a man and woman together. He crouched, his face buried in her cunt curls, doing something mysterious as she arched forward with a gleeful expression, one hand clutching his head and the other fondling her lush big tits.
Janie's own taut little tits sprang to erection in itchy response. Almost as if unaware of the motion, she reached up to rub the itch away. Her palm mashed against one pliant tit, feeling its hardened nipple quiver and spike out with rubbery resilience into the massaging rhythm of her hand.
The pictures went on and on, each one sexier and more revealing than the last. Many of them had obviously been clipped from magazines, but some were actual photographs. There were shots of men and women doing things together that she'd never even imagined. Cocks and pussies were spread everywhere, in vivid erotic positions.
And the most fantastic thing of all was that this whole sexy collection belonged to her mother - her own, mother!
"Oooooh..."
Janie's nipples sprang between her fingers with pebbly stiffness as she took in all those incredible pictures. She plucked and tweaked the hard pink button until it ached, then slid her hand across to give her other tit equal attention.
And all the while her hazed blue eyes moved from one photo to the next, riveting on each and engulfing every naked man before them.
The ache in her cunt soared, demanding its share of attention too.
Finally she couldn't stand it anymore. Her hand slid from her tits and moved down, fluttering across her trim flat tummy and into the damp fleece of gold curls that made a pert little triangle of fur tapering to the crevice of her seething young pussy.
"Ohhhh ... oh gosh - ahhhh."
Her fingertips glided through the fluffy tangle of her pussy hair and slid along the flared crease of her cunt.
Her pussy was sopping wet. Even that first tentative touch of her fingers was enough to have a gush of cream pouring over them, oozing with sticky heat from the depths of her unfucked pussy."
Raising one slender knee high in the air and easing her thighs wide apart, she dipped into the hot slush between her pouting pussylips.
"Hunnh!"
An unbelievable pang of pleasure went soaring through her. Instantly she began to rub her fingers back and forth with long luxurious strokes, probing even more blatantly at the soaked slush of her cunt.
A flood of pussy juice blasted across her fingertips, urging them on. They pushed between the delicate pink folds of her now-flaring cuntlips and located the plump turgid button of her clit, peeking puffily from its clefted hood of flesh.
That hungry brush of her fingers along the small sensitive swell of her clit bud was all it took. Janie's round young ass surged off the bed, and she began to rub her cream-streaked fuck-bud in quick rotating circles.
Almost before she knew it she was kneading her clit with a fury, arching her hips to her hand. In the next moment her fingers were sliding wildly across her cunt in frantic friction, working the lathered pebble of her clit and probing deep into the syrupy slash of her pussy with every stroke. First one finger wormed its way between her cuntlips, then a second. Wedged knuckle-deep in the taut virgin crevice of buttery flesh there, they began to ease back and forth in a natural fucking rhythm.
"Wuhh - wohhhh, yesssss!"
For the first time in her life Janie experienced the sensation of having her pussy mouth pried open, its slick lips shoved apart to take the slithering jabs of both fingers. They worked deeper with every thrust, gliding into her tight fuckhole all the more vigorously as the heel of her hand smashed hard against her swollen clit.
Fresh blasts of pleasure shot through her cunt in a response like nothing she'd ever even imagined possible. Within moments she was whipping her fingers in and out with fast eager jabs, her hips rolling and pussy surging up to meet them as she continued to stare hazily at all those men's cocks laid out around her, practically throbbing with life beneath her unfocused eyes.
Though she'd never before dared to finger herself quite so blatantly before, Janie was quickly caught in an orgy all her own. The last trace of inhibition melted out of her in a gush of steamy juices that made her fingers slurp wetly as they plunged up her cunt hard and fast, making her pussy tingle with new heights of intensity. Her voice rose to an enraptured squeal, and she pumped all the harder.
"Ohh, oh that's good! Good, good! Yessss!"
She rolled on the bed, humping and finger-fucking herself in a delicious oblivion of unleashed lust. Visions of all those fat cocks and dripping pussies wavered into a glaze of sheer delight that had her clit strumming with thickened erection against her palm, and her fingers sliding up her cunt-hole more urgently than ever. The photos crinkled under the writhing weight of her teenaged body as she thrashed amidst her mother's naughty collection of cocks, seething toward an eruption that threatened to blast through her at any moment.
And when that eruption suddenly did explode, it wrenched from her finger-stuffed cunt with a thoroughness of shocking self-realization that made her shriek. Spasming in joyful abandon, Janie let out a long gurgling wail.
"Coming! Ohhhh, I'm coming! Com - uhhhm! Wuuuunnnhhh!"
Her lithe young body twisted upward in a bow-like arc of unexpected release, one hand rubbing frenziedly over her pussy, and the other clutching at her small taut-nippled tits. Her ass undulated in the air with rippling jerks of utter abandon, and her wail turned into a wordless cry of pure rapture as she exploded again and again in a chain of climaxes that seemed to go on forever.
It was her very first orgasm ever, and it was the most incredible experience of her life. In fact, it was such an incredible feeling that she didn't even see the bedroom door swing open.
She didn't see her brother walk in with a curious frown on his youthful face.
She didn't hear Brad's startled gasp as he froze in mid-step, eyes bulging.
Janie wasn't aware of anything but the wonderful firecracker bursts of release that went off in her cunt. In a heaven of unleashed ecstasy she hunched and heaved, slicing her fingers deep into the frothy vise of her pussy to sop up each fresh jolt of joy that twanged through it. Her voice oozed out in a soft husky purr as she drifted in a haze of bliss, still twitching onto her fingers to soak the last delicious tingles of climax out of her.
"Guuuunnggggh ..."
That was when she heard a noise across the room, the gasp of breath drawn in. Dimly Janie reacted, despite the luxurious waves of release that still emanated from deep within her drenched finger-filled cunt. Her eyes fluttered open, and she focused on the doorway to see Brad standing there glued to the spot, gawking back at her.
CHAPTER TWO
For what seemed an eternity the two teenagers remained motionless, equally stunned by the unexpected confrontation.
Then Janie let out a horrified gasp, full realization sinking in.
"Brad!"
Plucking her soaked fingers from her cunt she dove for the sheets, arms flailing and long legs flying.
Brad gave an overwhelmed squeak and stared wide-eyed at the spectacle of his big sister thrashing nude on the bed in a useless attempt to cover herself. He'd been going to his room for a book when he heard the groans coming from his Mom's bedroom. Drawn by curiosity, he'd simply opened the door and walked right in.
He certainly hadn't been expecting to come upon the scene of Janie sprawled out naked on their mother's bed amidst a strewn array of sexy pictures, a hand plunged to her cunt and body heaving in orgasm as she sobbed and arched with oblivious ecstasy.
Gapingi he watched Janie's arms swoop to cover her taut bouncing tits as she curled up in an effort to hide her nudity. Her initial shock gave way to anger, and she glared across the room at her slack-jawed little brother with an expression of mingled shame and outrage. Her voice came out in a breathless panting gasp.
"Brad Holt, you get out of here this very minute! Don't you ever knock? I can't have any privacy at all - now get out!"
Her tone rose to a crescendo, but Brad couldn't move. His mouth worked, forcing the words out in a hoarse rattle.
"I ... uh, I didn't mean to ... oh Janie ..."
Unable to tear his eyes off the astonishing sight of his sister lying there, he could only stammer. And at the same time, his youthful cock gave a leap in the confines of his jeans, twisting upward until it gouged into an ominous bulge against the tented material.
It was an automatic reaction. At first Brad didn't even realize it. He'd never seen a naked woman before. And even though the naked woman shivering in front of him right now happened to be his own big sister, he couldn't help but stand in motionless awe devouring the lush bare figure that huddled even tighter into a ball beneath his stare.
Even in the midst of her own guilt and anger, Janie noticed the response she was causing in him. She saw her brother's crotch abruptly blossom into rigid erection, swelling out with an obvious stiffness that couldn't possibly be missed.
In that instant of shocked realization the truth struck home with a strange giddy surge of pleasure that swept through all her initial shame, right into the core of her still-tingling cunt.
Her little brother had a hard-on - just like the ones in the pictures, spread all around her!
And she was the cause of it!
Janie was so stunned that she momentarily forgot the embarrassment of her own awkward position. This time when she Spoke, the anger in her voice was a bit less certain. . ,
"You . . you'd just better get out of here right now and . . . and stop looking at me like that! Is that any way to look at your own sister?"
"Uh, well. . . "
Brad tried to do as he was told, slowly emerging from the numb shock of his discovery. His feet shuffled uncertainly, but he couldn't seem to turn away. He couldn't even blink as his eyes moved up and down Janie's vivacious nude figure, taking in her long slender legs and jut: ting ass and long streaming blonde hair. He swallowed hard, feeling his cock jerk and surge up more furiously than ever.
"Well what? Are you going to just stand there and look? Because if you are, then I'm going to tell Mom! And I'll bet she knows what to do with little brothers who go sneaking around spying on their own sisters!"
"Aw come on, Sis! I didn't do anything - it wasn't my fault! And . . . and besides, if you tell on me, I'll tell what you were doing on her bed to start with! You wouldn't like that, would you? Anyway, you can't blame me for looking. Hell, I can't help it! You sure have a terrific body, Janie. It ... it's . . . wow ..."
Despite his quick retort, Brad continued to stare, his rapt attention focused totally on his nude sister.
Janie had to admit that he had a point. She was hardly in a position to mention even a word about this to their Mom.
At the same time, she realized it was too late anyway. The damage had already been done. Brad had seen everything. And oddly, a part of her didn't mind. The frank admiration in his voice and the stretched stiffness at his crotch sent a fresh tingle of horniness through her that she couldn't deny, in spite of her humiliating position. An unexpected burst of arousal spiked through her still-sopping pussy, drenching it with a new sensation that she hadn't anticipated.
Caught by surprise at her own reaction, she opened her mouth to reply. But no words came out.
Before she had time to think up a response, Brad hurried on.
"Hey, where'd all those pictures come from, anyhow? Man, they're really something! Can I get a look at those too? Okay, Janie . . . ?"
He was already edging forward.
Janie started to make a scathing retort, but on impulse changed her mind. After all, she had little left to hide. And the added fact that her little brother was obviously turned on as well, sent that strange pleasant tingle shooting through her again, melting any objections in a rush of moist heat.
"Well. . .all right then. But you'd better not breathe a word of this to anyone, and especially not Mom! She'd die if she found out that we knew about her pictures - we'd probably get grounded for life! All right?"
"Sure. Sure, Sis. Anything you say."
Bobbing his head gravely, Brad moved to the side of the bed. His eyes flicked over the scattered photos with furtive wide-eyed appreciation, taking in all those nude women and their sexy poses as if at any moment they might be snatched out of sight. He'd never before seen so many pussies and cocks in all different sizes and shapes and positions, even in the few magazines some of the guys from school had shown him. If it was possible, his eyes went even rounder as they consumed all that nude exposed flesh. His cock thrummed up stiffer than ever.
However, he never took his gaze far from the much more enticing presence of his sister's lithe body. He couldn't help it. Though still scrunched awkwardly to hide herself from him, Janie couldn't begin to cover all the creamy smooth slopes and curves of her figure from view.
And though he pretended to concentrate on the glossy pictures spread across the bed around her, Brad couldn't stop his cock from throbbing with urgency, aching worse than before.
"Well?" Perfectly aware of his attention but trying to ignore it, Janie broke the momentary silence. "What do you think? They're really something else, aren't they? And just think - they're all Mom's! She'd absolutely croak if she knew we found them!"
Trying desperately to hide his interest, Brad gave a noncommittal shrug.
"Aw, they're okay. I mean, sure, they're something else, all right. But ... oh hell, Janie! I'll bet you're just as good as any of those old pictures - even better! You're . . . you're just . . . ohhh, shit!"
The truth came blurting out of him anyway, despite his effort to prevent it.
And the frank admiration in his voice had its effect on Janie. She felt a creamy burst of sensual excitement that tugged her full lips in a flitting smile that she couldn't hide.
"You . . . you really think I'm as pretty as the women in the pictures? I mean, my tits aren't nearly as big as theirs or anything like that. X always thought they were kind of small..."
With that admission she slowly let her hands drop, allowing her young taut-nippled little tits to bobble freely into view.
Brad sucked in a breath, gawking openly at his sister's bared tit-globes. They jutted firmly out at him for inspection, their twin creamy cones thrusting forward into the pink delicate flares of stiff-textured nipple spikes. His mouth went dry, and his throat constricted.
"See what I mean? They're not very big, are they? Not like in these pictures, anyway. Maybe if they just stuck out a little farther ..."
With those words she acted instinctively. Reaching up with both hands, she cupped the firm mounds of her tits in her palms and hefted them outward in an even more blatant display, no longer able to hide her own pleasure at Brad's devouring stare.
"Yeah, that's great, Sis! That's really great..."
As if it wasn't already stiff enough, his teenaged prick gave an extra leap that twisted it painfully in his jeans. Thrusting out against the denim of his pants with a hugeness that couldn't be missed, its effect was instant.
Janie's cunt erupted in a steamy itch that took her breath way. The pink textured buttons of her nipples began to swell fatly beneath her brother's gaze.
Brad moved forward as if hypnotized, his mouth going dry as he feasted on those lush tender tit-tips sticking out at him. When he managed to speak again, his voice was gravelly.
They're terrific, Janie! Can I ... I mean, can I touch them? Just a little? That's okay, isn't it? Huh?"
The unveiled expression of pure lust that wrenched his youthful face had its effect as well. Janie could feel her inhibitions melting out of her in delicious gushes of delight. She was enjoying the situation much too thoroughly to end it now.
"Oh, I guess. But only if you're really careful. They're pretty sensitive, even if they are small. Just give them each a little feel, and stop when I say so. All right?"
"Yeah. I will, I promise. I sure will..."
With those throaty words and another bob of his head, Brad swooped before his big sister could change her mind. His hands lunged out, grabbing her tits with an eagerness that made her gasp. Instantly his fingers were kneading and squeezing, clutching at the silky pliancy of her nipples in a greedy fervor that had her squirming.
"Brad, not so hard - that hurts! Do it easier, or I'll make you stop!"
"Oh. Sorry, Sis."
Gulping down the knot of mingled lust and excitement that caught in his throat, he forced his fingers to relax their possessive grip. Moving more gently now, they slithered across her ripe smooth tits with inquisitive exploration^ His sweaty palms glided over her supple mounds of titflesh, tingling with response as her hard rubbery nipples bent and sprang beneath them.
Both teenagers gasped then.
"How's this, Janie? Is this better?"
Brushing his fingertips across both flared nipple spikes, he spoke in a hoarse hungry tone that couldn't be concealed.
There was no hiding Janie's reaction either, as her tits seemed to arch forward of their own accord for attention.
"That . . . ahhh, that's it. Ooooh yea, that's much better ..."
Almost without realizing it she sank back onto the bed in a more comfortable position as Brad's fingers rippled deftly across her small pert tit-jugs, plucking and rubbing at her thick pink nipples with an eagerness that had the last traces of reluctance gushing out of her in as her breathing became heavy.
With unhidden glee he ran his thumbs over her fantastic stiffened nipple buds and watched them soar up into puffy erections of surging sensitivity. Rolling them back and forth like a pair of marbles, he grinned as his big sister gasped and shuddered beneath him.
"Wow, they sure do swell up, don't they? Am I doing it right now?"
As he spoke, he thumbed both nipples into rigid twanging peaks.
Janie's reply came out in a whoosh of breath as her shoulders flexed up, shoving her tingly little tits high in the air for more.
"Yuhh . . . yes, oh yes that's just right! Oh it ... it feels so funny! Oh Brad . . . "
No longer able to keep up even the merest pretense, she squirmed and wiggled like a purring kitten under her brother's fondling hands. Her pussy juiced in surge after surge of frank arousal, creaming more wildly than ever as she succumbed to the sensation of having her tits rubbed.
For the first time in his life, Brad was actually feeling a girl's tits. And even though these particular tits happened to belong to his own sister, he couldn't suppress the eagerness that literally dripped from his voice as he was urged on by the throbbing sensations in his raging cock.
"Can I ... can I kiss them, Janie? Just a little? The guys ail say what girls like to have their tits kissed. Can I? Huh?"
Caught up in her own haze of newly discovered lust, Janie barely heard the question. Her blue eyes had gone glassy, and her eyelids fluttered as his fingers tortured her hard aching nipples more frantically than ever. Only dimly aware .that he'd spoken at all, she could manage nothing more than a gurgling "Oooohh ..."
And as far as Brad was concerned, that gasp was more than answer enough.
Unable to resist the temptation of those firm upthrusting tits, he leaned forward and flicked out his tongue.
Janie's eyes flew wide, and her breath whooshed out in a panting cry.
"Ohh! Oh Brad, what're you - ooooh! Oh that. . . that feels so - ohhhh! Braaaad!"
Her cry turned into a wail of mixed shock and lust as his tongue flicked again, sliding wetly over the rubbery tautness of one trembling nipple and making it strum up with an urgency unlike anything she'd ever felt before.
Her reaction was instinctive. Her hands flew up, fingers tangling in his hair and pulling his head down. At the same time she thrust her aching tit upward in an abrupt motion that plunged her slickened nipple between his lips.
Brad let out a muffled gasp of his own at that unexpected response. Without warning, his mouth was suddenly filled with soft pliant tit, its firm ripe mound forcing its way forward until he had no choice but to take it with a greedy smacking gulp, his tongue still lashing furiously at the engorged nipple bud that quivered stiffer than ever.
"Both teenagers were taken- by mutual surprise at their own uninhibited actions. All of a sudden, Janie found herself clinging to her brother's head as he began to suck her taut tit with eager furtive slurps, pulling more and more of it into the hot vise of his mouth.
"Ohhhh - oh that's nice! That's really nice! Do it like that - do it to my titty just like that! Wooohhhh ..."
Blast after blast of creamy pleasure jolted through her cunt, lathering it with gushes of furious arousal as his lips pursed tightly around her swollen tit-bud and sucked on it with open glee, working his big sister's nipple like a piece of candy.
Neither of them had even remotely expected events to go this far. But with all that lush creamy titflesh shoving into his throat for attention, Brad had no time to wonder at his sister's uncharacteristic behavior. Instead he was busily swallowing up more and more of her shuddering tit, letting out a hungry stifled groan as her nipple spiked deep into his throat.
"Muuuhhhmmm ..."
It was an incredible sensation, sending sparks of liquid fire shooting through Janie's already-heated pussy unlike anything she'd ever quite felt before. Any last twinge of resistance blasted out of her as she arched in an overwhelming tremor of ecstasy, no longer making even a token attempt to hide her reaction.
"Wohhhh ... oh Brad, you're sucking my titty so nice! It ... it's making me tingle! I'm tingling so hard, I can't - wuuuuunnnnnh - aaaaaahhhh!"
The words soared into an abrupt cry of rapture as her cunt erupted in a fresh pang of climax, rippling with unbelievable release.
It happened so suddenly that she couldn't control it. And despite his inexperience, Brad knew instinctively what was happening.
He was making his big sister come. Sucking on her tit, slurping at all of it he could get between his lips, he was really making her come. Ohhhh, man!
Urged on by her gasps and thrashings, he released her slick quivering spike of pinkness and leaned across to capture the other nipple as well. His mouth eagerly fastened on it in turn, sucking and chewing with equal attention.
"Muhhm . . . mummmfff ..."
Working first one tit and then the other with the natural expertise of a horny stiff-cocked teenaged boy, he had his sister panting and surging on the bed in a blissful oblivion on unleashed lust.
Totally caught up in her own ecstatic response, Janie didn't even seem aware as he hesitantly sneaked a hand down, trailing his fingertips lightly across the flat rippling smoothness of her tummy until at last they brushed the crisp gold mat of her downy cunt bush.
By this time his cock was lurching and bucking so wildly that he couldn't have stopped himself if he'd wanted to. With his mouth still clamped on an arching tit and his cock throbbing furiously in his jeans, Brad slipped a finger deep into that wet hairy tangle of pussy fur and probed along the wet, dripping slash of her flared cunt-slit.
It took only that first tentative touch of his finger against her sensitive pussy to make Janie's blue eyes bulge, and her breath fly out of her.
"Whuhh . . . what do you think you're doing? Brad Holt, stop that! Sto - ahhhh! Ohhhh no ... ohhhhhh ..."
In that one brief shocked instant she tried to fight back. Flopping weakly in an attempt to wiggle away from the fingertip that was already gliding along the sopping crevice of her cunt, she tried to stop it from happening.
But it was already too late. In spite of her feeble protest, Janie felt a gush of steamy nectar pour across her brother's finger. At the same moment her gleaming tit slipped from between Brad's lips, and he gasped out a groaning plea that voiced all the urgency twanging deep in his young balls, forcing him on despite the fact that she was his own sister.
"Come on, Janie! I never felt a girl's pussy before! And . . . and it feels so soft and hot, I'll bet you want it felt too! Just one little feel, huh? Just one ..."
Even as those words gasped out of him, his finger dipped between the slushy folds of her soaked pooching pussy mouth and sank knuckle-deep inside her.
There was no denying the truth. Janie's body responded with a will of its own, surging upward in an automatic heave that shoved his worming finger even deeper. Any further denials she might have made gushed out of her in a squeal as Brad began to work his finger around, reaming her tight hot pussy slit with a mixture of lust and curiosity that neither of them could contain any longer.
"Uuuunnngggh ..."
Her blue eyes roiled, and she gave a gurgling whimper of sheer bliss at the feel of being fingered.
Dimly, she heard Brad release a small harsh chuckle of pent-up emotions.
"Oh ... oh man, Sis! I can feel your pussy sucking on my finger like crazy! Wow, is it ever tight! Oh wow ..."
Letting his entire finger-length slither up the snug velvety suction of her cunt-hole, he pulled it back to let it sink inside her again. And then again, and again.
Almost before he knew it, he was finger-fucking his big sister to fresh orgasm. Jabbing in and out with quick fuck-strokes, he had her humping and slapping her cunt against his hand in a frenzy as she soared instantaneously to new heights of release.
"Wuuunnnnh - nuuuuhhh! Aaannggghhh!" For the third time in mere minutes, Janie found herself twisting in a frantic spasm of climax. And this time was the best. This time it wasn't her own finger but somebody else's. And even though that somebody happened to be her own little brother, he was still a boy. She was being fingered by a boy for the first time ever.
Brad was feeling all the way up into her small lathered pussy, plummeting deep in the musky recess of her slurpy cunt-hole with hard fast stabs, fucking it into and through her with an intensity that had her biting back a scream of pure bliss as she climaxed with furious release, her voice coming out in a long stifled mewl of fantastic culmination. "Nuuunnnggghhh! Woooooohh!" For what seemed an eternity Janie arced off the bed in a spasm of bliss, coming harder than she ever would have believed possible.
At last, gasping and sated and woozy with satisfaction, she sank back in a gurgling heap.
"Aaahhhhh . . . ohhhh, Bra-a-aaaad ..."
It took several moments for her eyes to finally re-focus, unglazing from a haze of bliss to fasten on the sight of her brother.
And when they took in Brad's actions, they went wide all over again.
He had risen up from the bed, plucking his soaked finger from her dripping pussy, and was working frantically at the snap of his jeans. They tore open just as he heard Janie's panting shocked voice.
"Whahh . . . what do you think you're doing? Ohh ... oh Brad ..."
At that moment, wrenching his jeans down with a jerk, he released his pent-up cock.
It sprang into the open, lurching up to a full stiffness that took Janie's breath away as she took in the first actual cock she'd ever seen. Bobbing and wagging above her, all thick and veined and thrusting forward into a big reddened bulb of sensitive flesh, it loomed above her with an ominous enormity that sent an extra ripple through her cunt.
Brad's cock was every bit as huge as any of those in the pictures spread around her - maybe even huger!
She had that one fleeting instant to simply stare, taking in the full spectacle of her brother's fat swollen prick as it seemed to waver and balloon even bigger, sprouting out from his lightly nested cock base and sagging balls like a missile about to launch.
Then his hand plunged down, his fingers wrapping around the engorged shaft of his prickmeat and giving it a harsh urgent tug.
"I - I can't help it, Janie! I gotta do something! My cock feels like it's gonna explode! Oh man ..."
Right in front of his sister's stunned gaze, he began to jerk himself off. His fist began to pump, riding along the whole erect length of his cock with fast heaving strokes as he felt his balls tingling, aching for release.
Janie's reaction was sudden and unexpected. She didn't take time to think. Instead, acting purely on impulse, she reached out and replaced Brad's hand with one of her own.
He released his grip with a gasp, groaning and twitching forward as his big sister's fingers circled the inflamed shaft of his turgid young cock and her response came out in a husky little laugh.
"Oh, let me do it then - that's only fair, isn't" it? After all ... well, you did me, didn't you?"
Before she'd hardly had time to realize that she was really doing it, she began to slide her groping fingers back and forth over her brother's massive cock just the way she'd seen him doing an instant before. "Ahhhhh ..."
Brad let out a hiss of frank delight, his lean slender body going taut and his hips rolling with her every stroke, thrusting his cockmeat into her hand with rhythmic jerks.
Janie could feel his prick pulsing in her grip, trembling with exuberant life as she moved her fist delicately down its unbelievably inflated thickness to the very base of his balls and then back up again over the rim of his purple, rounded cocktip. She could see the slitted flare of Brad's pisshole glistening with a clear droplet of pre-cum. Instinctively knowing what that meant, she pumped even harder.
"Oh . . . oh yeah Janie, that's . . . that's terrific! You're really beating me off good . . . real good ..."
Groaning ecstatically, he surged forward with increasing friction. His cock stood out even bigger, seeming to blossom more hugely than ever. His youthful body began to tremble, and suddenly he groaned louder.
"I'm gonna come! Oh Janie, you're gonna make me shoot my jizz! Faster, faster! That's it, Sis - that's it! Ohh - Janie! Aaahhhhh!"
That was all the warning Brad had time to give. Because then his cock gave a frantic wrenching shudder, and leaped between his sister's fingers.
The first geyser of jism spurted out of him in a long looping arc, splashing in a thick white trail across Janie's flat squirming tummy. It was quickly followed by a second blast, spewing over her tits in rich sticky globs of release. Then a third, splattering her blonde-fuzzed pussy with acid-hot pearls of fuck-juice.
It all seemed to happen so suddenly that there was no stopping it. Before she'd hardly had time to realize what was happening, she found herself literally covered with her brother's cum. Spurt after jetting spurt of chalk-colored cream gushed over her tits and tummy and cunt and thighs as she continued to pump with all her might, totally caught up in the sensation and intent on returning the favor Brad's eager sucking and fingering had paid her.
And she didn't stop pumping until at last he slumped backward with a panting gasp, his balls emptied and cock lolling limp and drained atop them.
"Wohh . . . oh hell, that was something else! Oh Janie, that was the best ever! It was . . . wowwwww ..."
Catching his breath, he managed a weak grin that grew until it split from ear to ear.
Janie had to smile too. It was the first time she'd ever satisfied a boy in any way. Feeling thoroughly pleased with herself, she giggled lightly.
"Now you know how I felt - you weren't so bad yourself! But I think we'd better get these pictures put up before Mom gets back, don't you? If she walked in right this moment... I don't even want to think what would happen!"
She gave a playful shiver, not even daring to imagine what their Mom would do if she was to actually walk in and catch them like this - Janie lying sprawled nude on her bed surrounded by the incriminating photos and filmed with slippery trails of drooling jism; Brad standing before her with his jeans bunched at his knees and his pink young cock hanging limply in plain view, with just a single droplet of cum still dangling from his slitted piss tip . . .
She wouldn't enjoy having to explain all that!
And apparently Brad shared her feelings, because he had already hitched up his pants and was scooping up pictures, his motions hasty and furtive.
Together, they cleared up the bundle of horny photos and put them back in the bureau drawer. Then, almost as an afterthought, Janie headed for the bathroom to shower off the film of jizz that was oozing down her tummy and thighs in ticklish trickles.
But even though neither of them ever mentioned that episode again throughout the evening, she began to wonder what it would have felt like if Brad's cock had exploded in her cunt, instead of in her hand? What if it had been his big swollen cock jabbing into her, instead of his finger?
What would it have felt like, if they'd gone all the way? If they'd really, actually fucked, instead of merely fingering each other off?
It was a wicked, naughty notion. The mere idea of fucking her own little brother - she should be disgusted with herself!
But that couldn't stop Janie from wondering. And the more she wondered, the more curious she got. All that enormous fat cock, filled with cum . . .
Her cunt began to tingle all over again. And it was tingling long after she'd finally gone off to bed, where she tossed restlessly through the night.
And the tingling didn't stop even after she fell asleep. It only got worse. And the next morning, it was still there ...
CHAPTER THREE
Bright summer morning sunshine streamed into Janie's bedroom, nudging her awake from a nice horny dream. She yawned and stretched, purring sleepily as her eyelids fluttered open.
"Ooooh, Brad ..."
Her cunt was tingling with juicy arousal already. And it got worse as last night's events all came flooding back in a rush of memory, the images unreeling sharply in her mind: Brad's finger plunging deep inside her and his rigid cock jolting in te hand, spurting its thick loads of jism again and again. Shooting hot splatters of cum across her writhing body in gush after acidy gush, all over her ...
It had really happened! She'd jerked his cock off and let him suck her tits and finger-fuck her pussy and explode his thick globs of jizz everywhere - her own little brother!
The shock of that realization brought her fully awake. It should have had her blushing with guilt, ashamed that the episode had ever occurred. Instead, it sent a stab of heat spiking through her cunt that made her gasp. She couldn't muster a twinge of guilt.
If anything, she responded with a wicked, un-sisterly notion that seemed to sneak up from the very depths of her itching pussy. After the things that had happened last night, Janie couldn't suppress the truth any longer. She wanted to do it all over again at the very first opportunity.
And this time, she wanted more. Much, much more ...
As that decision churned up inside her, she rose and hastily slipped into jeans and tee-shirt. Then she was racing out of her room and bouncing lightly down the stairs with an exuberant eagerness that emanated from the rich glow oozing from her pussy.
Their mother was already up and clattering about the kitchen. fixing breakfast as she pranced in, unable to hide the pleasure of anticipation that was rippling inside her.
"Hi Mom - wow, it sure is a terrific morning, isn't it? Can I help?"
Linda Holt glanced over from the stove, surprised both by Janie's sudden appearance and by her uncharacteristically cheerful offer to help. She broke into a smile, her attractive face beaming.
"Well, it's about time somebody around here got out of bed besides me! And it just happens that your timing is perfect - breakfast is ready. All you have to do is sit down and eat. That brother of yours will just have to fend for himself if he's going to sleep the day away!"
With that playful tone Linda set a steamy plate of bacon and eggs down in front of her daughter, then went to pour herself a cup of coffee.
Janie discovered that she was famished. By the time her Mom returned with a hot brimming cup and sat down as well, she'd already devoured half her breakfast and was scooping up her food in one mouthful after another with an appetite that would even have rivaled Brad's.
"Now darling, don't eat so fast. After all, the shopping center doesn't even open for another hour! We'll get there in plenty of time to catch all the sales, I promise. Would you like some more orange juice?"
Those words brought Janie to a sharp halt, fork poised in mid-air. She'd completely forgotten about their plans to spend this morning shopping. Instead, she'd been making other plans altogether. Plans that had nothing to do with her mother.
"Mom, do you mind if I stay home instead? Some of the girls were going to go swimming later, and Gail's supposed to call and find out if I can go too. Is it all right?"
"Well... oh, of course it's all right. You and Gail have a nice time. I guess that means I'll just have to do all the spending by myself this morning, doesn't it? We'll have plenty of other times to shop together."
Though a bit disappointed that their little mother-daughter jaunt was canceled, Linda tried not to let it show. Finishing her coffee with a last sip, she rose.
"I suppose I may as well get a early start before traffic gets, heavy. And in case you're gone before I get back, remember not to stay out under the sun too long. And don't let your brother sleep the whole day away, all right? Tell Brad I'll be back just as soon as I can, so he won't have to spend the afternoon by himself."
"I will, Mom. I promise."
She had to hide a smile at that request. It wasn't exactly what she had in mind.
"All right, then. I'll see you this evening. And remember to take some lotion!"
Even as she headed for the door, Linda called out last-minute instructions.
Janie didn't breathe a sigh of relief until at last the family car pulled out of the driveway and roared off down the street, into the distance. Until she knew without a doubt that their Mom was well on her way to another shopping spree that would last at least all morning and probably far into the afternoon.
Then, without another moment's hesitation, she rushed upstairs for her brother's room.
Her cunt was juicing wildly, already sopping with wet anticipation. Bursting into Brad's bedroom, she peeled off her shirt in a deft fluid motion that made her little tits bobble.
"Wake up, baby brother! Come on Brad, you've had plenty of sleep - now let's have some fun!"
As those eager words burst out of her she was wiggling out of the snug confines of her jeans and kicking them off entirely. Then, totally nude and creaming harder than ever, she headed for the bed.
"Huhhhh . . . whuh . . . ?" Mumbling groggily, Brad stirred in his tangle of sheets. He yawned and sat up blinking. "Wha?s matter? Sis ... ?"
Then his eyes bulged open, and his mouth dropped wide. Because at that moment Janie flew across the room at him, her small tits bouncing and her blonde hair streaming and her gold cunt bush undulating forward with exuberance.
He had just that one instant to stare, snapping fully awake at the spectacle of his big sister's lithe naked body sprinting toward him.
Then she was scrambling onto the bed, her hands eagerly tearing the rumpled sheet from his body and plunging to grasp his cock.
"Hey - ohh, oh shit!"
He gasped, caught by surprise. But that didn't stop his cock from swelling up in Janie's grasp, instantly blossoming in the possessive grip of her fingers. She tugged and squeezed it to full erection, giggling without the least twinge of embarrassment at the expression of mingled astonishment and lust that swept across her little brother's face.
"There, that's better. I knew this'd sure wake you up fast! And ... oh wow, it's doing an even better job than I thought it would! Your cock's so big ... I just can't get over it!"
Pulling on his thickening young prick with long milking strokes, she stared with fascination as it soared up to familiar immensity his pink flared cockhead thrusting out from her hand and his veined prickshaft rippling in a series of tremors with each pump of her fist.
"Well, what do you expect!"
Retorting breathlessly, Brad feasted on the sight of his nude sister kneeling above him, her stiff-nippled tits swaying and hobbling as she jerked on his cock with gleeful unrestraint. "Sure it's gonna get big, with you jumping all over me without a stitch on and grabbing at it like that! A guy can't take that kind of - ohhh, oh jeez!"
His words turned into a groan as Janie responded with a pleased smile and a sharp squeeze on his erect cock that made his breath suck in.
But a question had been nudging in the back of her mind ever since last night's episode, lingering there like an annoying itch. Now she blurted out, without taking time to think.
"Brad, have you ever done anything with a girl before? Have you ever used your cock to . . . you know ..."
The question drifted off, and her eyes dropped shyly from his.
"You mean have I ever fucked? You want to know if I ever put it in a girl?"
Blushing furiously, but not releasing her grip on his cock, Janie nodded.
His first impulse was to lie, to brag about all his imaginary conquests just like the other guys at school always did. The last thing he wanted to do right now was to confess his ignorance to his own big sister.
But with the recent changes in their relationship, Brad found that he couldn't make up a story. Instead, growling out a stammer of embarrassment, he admitted the truth,
"Well, uh . . . naw, not really. I mean, sometimes when I'm making out with a girl real heavy, we kind of hump at each other and stuff, you know? But that's with all our clothes on. I guess, well, I guess it doesn't really count when you've got your clothes on, huh?"
Then he countered with mutual curiosity, gasping a bit as Janie's fingers groped hungrily over his prick.
"What about you? I mean, have you ever fucked? You ever let a guy put his cock in your pussy, Sis?"
Janie's already-pink cheeks flushed crimson as she shook her head. "No. I always wondered what it would feel like, though. I guess I just never had the nerve."
Her grip on his prick tightened, and a blast of juicy heat oozed from her cunt. There was no hiding the fact that her pussy was seething for action, smoldering with an intensity unlike anything she'd ever experienced before with a boy.
She'd never fucked before, but she sure wanted to fuck now. She wanted it more then she ever would've believed possible. Her taut steamy cunt was aching in a way she'd never experienced before until last night. Aching to be filled. Aching for the real thing.
In a timid whisper, she spoke aloud.
"Would you like to, Brad? I mean . . . would you like to find out how it feels? Do you want to fuck - right now?"
At first Brad wasn't even sure his sister had spoken. The pressure of her warm eager fist sliding up and down the length of his cock had him twitching and gasping, caught up in horny arousal.
Then the words penetrated, seeping through his daze.
"H - huh?"
"Oh, Brad!" Blushing furiously by this time, she gave his prick a rough jerk. "Don't you ever listen? I ... I want to fuck. I want to really find out how it feels to have a boy's cock inside me! There, I'll bet you can understand that! Do you want to fuck me, or not? Well? Don't just lie there gawking - answer me! Are you going to let me fuck your cock, or aren't you?"
With that demand blurting out in an almost angry peal, she gave his cock a sharp tug that made him wince. The wince turned into a broad grin, and he wriggled with delight.
"Ouch! Okay, okay. But nobody's gonna do anything if you pull my cock off! Jeez, Sis! Go right ahead and fuck it, if that's what you want. I'm not gonna stop you!"
Chuckling, he watched with rapt pleasure as Janie smiled too and rose up on her knees, moving into position atop him.
Still grasping his prick as if afraid it would escape, she straddled his waist. Her pink sopping pussy flared above the bulbous knob of his cocktip, yawning like a hungry little mouth.
She eased downward, pulling the sensitive mushroom of her brother's prickhead to the entrance of her cunt.
Both teenagers gasped as Brad's cock gouged against her hot buttery pussyflesh, pressing into the delicate folds of her cunt and ballooning even huger from her fist.
For her part, Janie honestly wasn't certain that she could take such an enormous slab of prick up the snug little slot of her cunthole. Although she'd read about fucking, and knew that a woman's pussy stretched naturally to take men's cocks, she couldn't suppress a small tremor of mingled fear and lust at the feel of that oversized knob thrumming against her pussylips.
Brad's cock was big. It was even bigger than the ones in their mother's pictures.
It was never going to fit inside her!
However, she'd gone too far already to give up without a try.
Taking a deep breath, she eased the tip of his monster prick against the slippery rim of her pussymouth, and lowered herself onto it.
"Ohhhh, oh Brad, that - aaahhhh!"
Her voice rolled out in a groan as his engorged cock-knob slid between her cuntlips, pushing them wide apart and letting a flood of horny juice spill along its rubbery surface.
She stopped, frightened by the enormity of his prick as it pulsed stiffly up as if poised to rip its way inside her like a pile-driver.
"Come on Sis, what's the matter? I'm ready!"
Wiggling impatiently, Brad growled. Just the merest tip of his cock had sunk into the snug groove of her pussy, its slitted pisshole vanishing from sight. He arched up in an effort to shove more of it up his sister's juicy pussy, but Janie held back.
"I ... I'm not sure I can take anymore." Gasping breathlessly, she let her momentary fear come tumbling out. "Your cock's so big, I don't think I can take the rest of it! Oooooooh, Brad, it ... it's so much ..."
With an almost whimpering tone she hovered on her knees with his massive shaft of cockmeat dangling at the rim of her cunt.
Brad's response was a snort of frustration.
"Rest of it? What rest of it? Hell, you haven't taken any of it yet, Sis! Come on - you want to screw, or not? Do it, Janie!"
It was all he could do to keep from hunching up in one violent lunge and slamming his fucker base-deep up her tantalizing pussy.
But Janie had no intention of stopping now that she'd started, and they both knew it. She undulated to work his prick even deeper, feeling its bloated head shove between her cuntlips with a shuddering surge.
"Ohhhh! Oh Brad, it's splitting me in half! I can't - can't take anymore! Aaannnhhh!"
Her cry rose to a shrill peal as the entire bulb of her brother's cock sank into her.
At the same time, Brad let out a hiss, arching automatically as he felt his cock forcing its way into the taut quivering sheath of pussy.
"Sure you can, Sis! Oh shit, it really feels great! Take it all, Janie. Take it all up your cunt! Yeah!"
There was no holding back any longer. With his prick half-crammed into the incredible suction of his big sister's virgin pussy, he clutched her hips in a sudden fierce grip and heaved.
"Gaaaahhhh!"
Janie let out a little scream as her tender pussymouth was invaded by his. big jabbing cock. It was like having a red-hot poker stabbing up inside her, wrenching apart unused muscles and searing its way upward with a ripping sensation that made her eyes bulge. Inch after swollen inch of bloated cockflesh plunged up her pussy, filling her so completely that she seemed to be tearing in half.
But even in the midst of that terrible burning reaction she gushed in an unexpected jolt of juicy pleasure unlike anything she'd yet experienced. A blast of pure horniness convulsed through her torn-open pussy as she sank onto the whole length of her brother's pulsing fuckshaft, until it was buried totally inside her.
"Nuuuunnngggh ..."
Gurgling in a wave of mingled agony and delight, she flopped like a hooked fish as Brad's cock jabbed its last veined inch up the dripping trench of her pussy making him groan.
"Damn Janie, is your pussy ever tight!"
Puffing beneath her and grinning widely in gleeful abandon, he squirmed as his cock throbbed and lurched in the snug clutching slot of her pussy. . /
"Oh shit, I can really feel it sucking, on my dick like crazy! Yeah Sis-^do it good! Suck on my prick with your pussy! Just like that! Just like - ahhh - like that!"
He was already twisting like an eel, writhing under the weight of her body to work his fuckshaft around in her. Splashes of pussy-juice poured from the over-stretched lips of her cunt and drenched his balls, slickening his prick until it was filmed with musky arousal. "Wooooohh ..."
In a daze of churning emotions, Janie acted without thinking. She began to ease up and down with instinctive rhythm, sliding the torn-open chute of her cunt along his huge greasy slab of cock and working herself onto it with a thoroughness that made fresh pangs of intertwined pain and joy shoot through her.
Her ass lifted up, rippling with clenched determination. Then it careened down again, sinking her once more onto Brad's upthrusting prick. Then again. And again.
Almost before she realized it, they were fucking. Really fucking, for the first time in their lives. Janie's splayed, gold-fringed pussy rode onto her brother's cock with increasing friction as the last twangs of initial agony dwindled away, replaced by an unbelievable eruption of bliss that all the secret fingering sessions she'd ever had couldn't have matched. <
"Ohhhh, yeahhh!" From under her, Brad gave a chuckling moan. "Do it, Sis, fuck my cock for me! Oh shit - your pussy's really something else! It's fucking the hell out of my cock! Aahh - annnhhh!"
His lean athletic body surged off the bed, gouging his prick into her with harsh urgent jabs as she seesawed down to take them. Her vibrant little tits flailed, and her clit mashed hard against his cock base, sending fresh spasms of joy through her with each grinding lunge.
It was like nothing she'd ever imagined, even in her wildest daydreams. Within moments, she was bouncing onto Brad's prick as naturally as if she'd fucked herself on it a hundred times before, her head rolling and her long blonde hair streaming across her shoulders. Her voice slid out in a mewl of unleashed abandon, and she began to pump with a ferocity that skewered her totally on his stabbing shaft of meat.
"Fuhhh . . . fuck me, Brad! Ohhhh, oh that . . . that's nice! So nice! Fuck me, fuck it all into me! Yesssss, oh yes! More - morrrrrre! Aaannngggh!"
The words turned into an abrupt wail as the first blast of ecstasy soared from her cock-stuffed cunt. If anything, that fantastic sensation had her pumping all the harder in an overwhelming surge of climactic fury that even took Brad by surprise. His sister heaved and plummeted atop him, slamming her tortured pussy onto his prick with furious heaves as her blue eyes glazed over and her lithe body twisted and thrashed with new ferocity.
"Unnhh - oh shit, Sis, yeahhh!"
That was all he could take. The tight squeezing grip of her cunt-hole worked up and down the length of his cock with a frantic suction that had his balls boiling up, their load of jism bubbling for release. He gave a hoarse cry of his own and humped up, ramming his prick up her cunt harder than ever.
"I'm gonna cum, Sis! Gonna cum! Take it - take my jizz!"
That announcement had barely torn from his lips when his cock leaped deep in the groove of Janie's pussy, bucking like a colt in the pliant slurping grasp of her cunt walls.
It jerked and spasmed, spewing acidy spurts of cream into her like a geyser. For the first time ever, she felt a boy's hot thick globs of jism shooting up her pussy, exploding again and again in the silky grasp of her cunt and flooding it with rich thick fuck-juice.
"Waaannnhhh! Gaaahhhnnnhhh!"
Reeling and squawking and plunging her pussy around his cock to take every precious drop of the syrupy cum that poured into her, she came in an orgy of oblivion. Her ass slapped urgently against Brad's thighs, her split-open pussy riding his prick for all it was worth as she took it all.
"Yessss! Ohhhh, oh come inside me! I want it all, Brad! Want it - aaalll! Aaaaahhhhhh!"
Janie came harder than she'd ever come in her life, drilling herself onto her brother's cock until the last shudders were worked out of it, and the last little splatters of jizz had been soaked into the overflowing depths of her fuckhole.
She didn't stop undulating until finally Brad collapsed beneath her in a panting heap, gasping for breath as her tight pussy muscles wrung his prickmeat dry.
She sank onto the bed beside him, purring like a kitten. Her pussy slid off his drained prick with a loud smacking sound of satisfaction, and she moaned. - .;. .
"Ooooooh . . . ooooh that was good. Sooooo good ..."
Sighing happily in a haze of bliss, she barely heard his husky, self-satisfied laugh.
"Hell yes! That ... oh fuck, Sis, that was great! That was . . . ohhhh, man!"
Beaming with open delight, Brad grinned from ear to ear as his emptied prick gave a last tiny twitch of release, lolling against the sack of his balls like a tired sleepy worm.
Beside him, Janie felt his jism leak from her sore cum-drenched pussy. It was the first taste of a boy's cockcream that her pussy had ever had. And now that she'd tasted it, she knew it wouldn't be the last. Even as she drifted in a cloud of satisfaction, her dulled mind latched onto that fact.
She wanted more.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Brad, would you please stop fidgeting about like that? Your supper's getting cold and you've hardly touched a thing! And the same goes for you too, young lady. Honestly, what's the matter with you two? I've never seen either of you pick at your food so reluctantly before! Now eat - and that's an order!"
With a stern tone and a perplexed frown, Linda Holt watched in frank concern as her two children dutifully obeyed amidst apathetic shrugs and grumbled^acknowledgment.i;
"Yes, Mom."
"Awww ..."
Obviously, neither of them seemed to have the slightest appetite for the elaborate meal she'd prepared. In fact, both Brad and Janie had been oddly subdued all through the afternoon and evening, as if their minds were off in space somewhere.
At first their unusually meek behavior had been a blessing after the past few weeks of boisterous activity since school let out for the summer.
But as she sat watching them merely go through the motions of nibbling at their food, Linda felt a twinge of worry.
It wasn't like Janie to sit quietly throughout an entire meal without at least once criticizing her brother with some type of big-sisterly advice or other.
And for Brad not to be hungry - that was beyond belief!
"Well, since nobody seems to be in the mood to eat right now, why don't we clear the mess away and have some fun instead? Brad, you're the card fiend around here. Want to show us what you can do in a fierce game of rummy? How about it, Janie? Should we let him beat us again tonight, or would you rather give him a taste of what we women can do? Well, don't just sit there. Let's clear the table for action!"
Already rising from her own place, she started scooping up plates.
Normally they both leaped at the chance to play cards, each of the eager to beat the other over any game. But this time was different. This time, before she'd even fully risen from the table, two voices spoke at once.
"Aw, I think I'll just read, Mom. I'm right in the middle of this book - and I'm kind of tired from swimming, anyway. There's a TV show I wanted to see, and then I thought I'd just go to bed if it's all right..."
She couldn't even perk her kids up with a game of cards. Something was definitely wrong.
Taken by surprise, Linda gave in.
"Well, of course we don't have to play anything. You two just go right ahead with whatever you wanted to do, and I'll finish these dishes myself. Now scoot. Go on, don't mind me. It's about time we had a nice peaceful evening around here for a change!"
Shooing them out of the kitchen with a playful wave, she looked on as both teenagers gladly hopped up and scampered away, Janie to her television and Brad upstairs to his book.
But the mixture of puzzlement and concern remained as Linda went through the motions of cleaning up the supper dishes.
She was an overprotective mother, and she knew it. Eight years of widowhood had focused the center of her life around the raising of her two children, to the disregard of all else. Though still in her prime at the youthful age of thirty-six, she'd long since accepted the fact that rearing a pair of teenagers was a full-time job for a woman alone.
And somehow over the past years more and more of her daily life seemed to revolve around Brad and Janie, until there was little left for herself.
Not that she minded motherhood in the least. If anything, the constant chasing after and worrying over and fretting about her children had come as a relief from the long chain of endless boring days that stretched from one to another, piling into years. If it hadn't been for the kids -
Godrshe'd have gone crazy with loneliness!
On the other hand, there were aspects of life that she missed, even after all this time. And try as she might, Linda couldn't completely suppress the needs of a healthy vivacious woman who'd spent the last eight years sleeping alone night after night, without the comforting presence of a man beside her . . .
The admission nudged its way into her thoughts, despite her constant attempts to deny it. It started a tingle deep down in her cunt, a tingle that swiftly grew into an old, all-too-familiar ache.
As she finished up the dishes and joined Janie in front of the TV, Linda tried to ignore that ache. But it had already built up to a simmering pitch inside her, ready to boil over at any moment.
It was an ache she'd long since learned to accept as inevitable. An ache that had gone un-soothed for too many years. An ache that not even total concentration on her children could appease.
And tonight, as she sat through a boring sitcom return without really watching it, Linda had to face the fact once again.
Cock.
She needed cock. That was what she missed most about married life. That was what made for long sleepless nights and dull, unending days. That was what drove her into overprotective motherhood, in an effort to avoid the truth. And that was why she kept those disgusting pictures hidden in her bureau drawer, like some kind of horny teenage girl . . .
She missed fucking. She missed the feel of having a big swollen shaft of cockmeat plunging up her pussy, its whole pulsating length shoving deep into her "and pumping hard and fast up her cunt until it had her writhing and screaming in an ecstasy of sheer bliss . . .
Oh God, she missed it so bad!
The truth slipped out, in spite of all her barriers. Curled on the couch with Janie plopped beside her and the television blaring, Linda felt her pussy melt in a blast of wicked heat at the mere memory of being thoroughly screwed. A hot blush slowly spread across her cheeks. This was going to be one of those special evenings, she could already tell - one of those evenings when she slipped into her bedroom and pulled out her collection of steamy pictures and proceeded to temporarily satisfy herself the only way a woman alone could . . .
Even as that realization came, she rose with a forced yawn,
"Honey, I think I'll take a quick shower and go on to bed, if you and Brad don't mind. It's been such a long day, and I don't think I can keep my eyes open another moment! Do you mind shutting off the lights for me?"
"Oh, that's all right, Mom. Go right ahead. Fm not going to stay up much longer myself, anyway."
Bending to plant a quick peck on her daughter's forehead, Linda turned and swept up the stairs for the shower. And then to her room, where those secret forbidden pictures waited.
Just the thought of what was to come sent a fresh pang of pleasure spiking through her cunt, hurrying her up to the top landing and toward the bathroom for a quick warm shower before getting down to the real business at hand.
Caught up in her own turmoil of arousal, she didn't hear the shower's muted sizzle. As she opened the bathroom door and slipped inside, she wasn't aware of anything but the juicy excitement glowing in her cunt.
In fact, Linda didn't sense anything wrong at all until she suddenly came face to face with Brad just stepping out of the tub, his lean tanned body dripping wet and brown eyes flying wide with shock.
"Hey - Mom!"
They both froze with mutual surprise, mother and son staring at each other.
Then Linda gasped, her blush deepening as reaction swept over her.
"Oh - oh I'm sorry, Brad. I ... I didn't know you were here first. I should've knocked. You go right ahead and finish up, honey. I'll ... I'll just wait outside ..."
Taken completely unaware by the abrupt con-frontration, she made a vague motion of backing toward the door.
At the same time however, Her gaze took in the full spectacle of Brad's youthful shape. Traveling across his trim water-beaded form, her eyes automatically fastened on the frank display of his bare young cock.
And in that instant a rush of new arousal coursed through her like a wave of liquid fire, burning its way right down into the very core of her already-heated cunt.
It happened so swiftly that she couldn't control it. Her pussy gushed with horny hunger, and her green eyes latched onto her son's glistening teenaged prick in a devouring stare of open fascination.
Brad's cock dangled limply in the light tufted nest of his cockfur, lolling against his heavy drooping ballsack and jiggling loosely as he stood in his awkward straddling position one foot in the tub and one out. All slick and gleaming, hanging there right in front of her, his prick was a sight that literally took her breath away.
It had been a long time since Linda had seen the real thing. Despite all her pictures, she wasn't prepared for the burst of juicy need that gushed from her pussy as she took in that young bobbling cock, its thick veined length hanging pendulously his huge pink cockhead dripping with shiny droplets of water.
She got the whole view in that single overwhelming moment.
Then Brad recovered from his own surprise. He grabbed out for a towel, whipping it about his waist as he went on.
"Uh, that's okay Mom. I was just finished anyhow. You can have the shower now. I'll just get my stuff and change in my room ..."
By this time he was blushing as well. Scuttling across the bathroom, he collected up his bundled clothes and slipped past her, his ears beet-red.
"I really am sorry, darling. I don't mean to rush you out^"
Recovering from her initial reaction, she found herself apologizing yet again as Brad shrugged and flashed her a sheepish grin, already halfway out the door.
"Naw, don't worry about it, Mom. I left plenty of hot water for you. Guess I'll read awhile before I go to bed. Night!"
With those last hasty words he was scampering off down the hall, clutching the towel about his waist.
Linda shut the bathroom door behind him, and noticed for the first time that her fingers were trembling a bit. The sharp, vivid image of her son's wet meaty cock still swam in front of her as she stripped out of blouse and slacks, then shrugged off her overfilled bra.
Her big tits bounced free, their nipples already erect and straining out to rigid pink spikes of inflated sensitivity from their twin creamy swells.
Her panties peeled stickily away, clinging to her crotch with defiance.
She turned the shower on full blast and stepped under it, gasping as the first cool burst of water washed over her trim vivacious body.
"Ahhhh
However, even the refreshing sting of the spray couldn't soothe the ache surging in her cunt. And it couldn't sweep away the wicked memory of Brad's lush teenage prick either. Instead, an extra tingle of giddy pleasure rippled throughout her in waves of luxury, making her hornier than ever.
On impulse Linda reached up and cupped her large tits, hefting them forward into the cascade of water that rushed over them.
Her nipples swelled even stiffer, soaring from the thick textured swirls of her areolas with quivering response.
God, she was so damned hot! And not even her most motherly instincts could hide the fact that her single glimpse at Brad's cock had turned her on even more. He was her own son. But he was almost a man, as well, with a man's massive cock dangling between his thighs. Even soft, it had been so big and bloated that its presence had sent delicious twangs through her cunt that were very, very far from any normal motherly reaction.
In her present state, she just couldn't help it, Almost without realizing it, she tenderly rolled her thumbs across the taut fat buds of her nipples. They bent and sprang out harder than ever, making her breath hiss in.
"Oh - oh God ..."
That first intimate caress was all it took. In the next moment Linda was massaging and kneading her large pliant tits in a frank fervor of delight, uninhibitedly visualizing her son's cock and groaning aloud as juicy torrents of wetness melted her pussy in seething hot waves.
"Ahh ... oh yes, yehhhsss ..."
It didn't take much of that blatant fondling, combined with the darting fingers of the spray, to have her aroused to full horny pitch.
Wavering limply in the shower, her lithe body drenched and brunette hair matted to her shoulder and tits aching with sensitive need, Linda slipped a hand downward. Her fingers glided across the wet slippery flesh of her tummy and continued on, plowing into the thick tangled curls of her pussy hair and probing between the slick lathered splay of her slender thighs.
The first brush of her fingertips along the flared crevice of her cunt was like the touch of an electric prod. She gave a husky moan and groped deeper, giving in completely to the incredible hunger gnawing there.
"Uhhhh ... oh my God yessss!"
One by one, her fingers slid luxuriantly over the greased slit of her pussy. They dipped into her inflamed cuntlips that gaped open to let her overflow of fuck-juices ooze out. They darted across the swollen jut of her clit, gently plucking at the fat plumped fuck button that thrust from its hood of flesh. She groaned and fingered her clit with growing intensity, feeling bursts of precious cream flood onto her hand.
A series of fresh jolts shot through her with a shudder, making her rub all the harder.
There was no holding back any longer. With all the horniness that had built up inside her, and the sharp image of Brad's prick still reeling before her glazed eyes, Linda surrendered utterly. She slipped a finger up the snug hole of her pussy, worming it as deep as it would go. Then she followed it with another, cramming both fingers in and mashing the heel of her hand hard against her clit. Careening back against the shower wall with two fingers wedged inside her, she began to pump with long lingering strokes.
"Yuhhh.....yessss! Qh damn, yes! That's just . . . aaahhhm!"
Over the past lonely years, Linda had finger-fucked herself hundreds of times before. Sprawled on her bed feasting on her erotic collection of two-dimensional cocks, she'd pumped herself to release time and again, always pretending that her fingers were one of those lush, glossy hunks of cockflesh.
But this time was different. For once, she didn't need pictures. Instead, the crystal-clear memory of Brad's teenage prick slashed through her like a knife, cutting away her usual pretenses and fantasies as if they didn't exist.
This time, as she snaked her fingers in and out with increasing friction, Linda had more than a mere array of photos to fantasize about. She had her son's cock.
And somehow, the pure wickedness of that thought turned her on more thoroughly than all her pictures ever had.
Within moments, both fingers were pumping back and forth in the greasy suction of her pussy with harsh frantic lunges, plummeting her toward an immediate climax unlike any she'd ever known during one of her usual late-night sessions.
"Unnhh ... oh my God, that's good! So fucking good - yes! Damn it, sooooooooo . . .fucking ... aaannnnhhhhh!"
She writhed under the spray, shoving her handmade cock deeper with each thrust and clinging to one slickened tit, tweaking and pinching hard on its turgid nipple, as the first ecstatic pangs of approaching release ripped through her.
Both fingers slammed up her cunt in a piston-ing frenzy, her palm slapping against the rigid peak of her clit and sending spasms of sensual abandon shooting from the fat little marble of flesh. Her full hips twisted in rhythmic gyrations, her thighs slipping wider as she sank onto her hand, spilling burst after burst of pussy cream down her arm.
And all the while she concentrated totally on that brief indelible image of Brad's scrumptious young prick. She could practically feel it sliding up her cunt chute, forcing her pussy-lips wide and ramming into her like a piledriver with furious; reaming thrusts. She could feel its engorged knob digging deep into the innermost depths of her fuckhole, gouging against the walls of her stomach and fucking her with a completeness she'd almost forgotten could exist. She could even feel its thick rigid length shudder with the first promise of eruption, threatening to blast its sweet hot cream up her pussy.
For that one delicious instant Linda almost believed she was screwing. Nothing mattered but the fingers plunging up her cunthole and the uninhibited pretense that, after all the past lonely years, she was fucking again.
And when her orgasm came, it blasted through her with a fury like nothing she'd experienced in all the fingering sessions she'd had over the years. Her wet bounteous body quivered beneath the spray, then convulsed in a burst of fury that made her cry out.
"Aaaannngggh! Guuuuuhhhh!"
She wailed, hunching and finger-fucking herself into a haze of bliss as her finger-stuffed cunt slurped in frantic spasms, soaking up every wrench of climax that surged through it.
Careening under the onrushing water that sizzled across her voluptuous body, Linda had the hardest orgasm she'd known in a long, long time. It was as if that big hard cock was shooting off inside her, geysering its loads of jism up her pussy and filling her utterly. :
And it seemed to go on for hours, until at last she slumped weakly against the wall and pulled her drenched fingers free, sliding them from the squeezing grip of her pussy with a wet plop.
As reality slowly seeped back in, she felt a wave of guilt.
She'd just fingered herself off - and imagined it was her own son's prick she was fucking! How could she have done such a thing?
There was no hiding the truth. And as she stepped from the shower and dried herself off, Linda felt a flush of pink flare her high cheeks, because she knew that the very next time she surrendered to one of her fingering sessions, she would remember the sight of Brad's cock again.
CHAPTER FIVE
After that wild uninhibited episode, Linda collapsed into her bed with a sigh of satisfaction.
It had been a wicked, dangerous thing to do - fingering herself off right there in the shower! What if someone had walked in on her, the way she'd walked in on Brad? What if her children had seen the awful thing their mother was doing to herself? God, she'd have simply died!
But it had felt so damned nice . . .
Not even a minor twinge of guilt could quench the deep mellow glow that lingered in her cunt, lulling her asleep with a last yawn and stretch.
Floating on a cloud of sated luxury, she didn't hear her bedroom door squeak open. In fact, she wasn't aware of another presence at all until Brad's youthful voice unexpectedly broke through her sleepy daze, dragging her back to earth.
"Mom? Hey Mom, you awake?"
His tone was soft and tentative, as if he were afraid to disturb her.
"Huhm?" Blinking her eyes open once again, she focused on the dim shape of her son's inquisitive face peeking at her from the darkened doorway. "What is it, honey? Is something wrong?"
Brad gave a childlike grimace, peering in at her. "Uh, naw, nothing's wrong. It's just that. . well, I can't get to sleep. I mean, I was just tossing and turning, and - and can I come in? Is it okay if I snuggle with you for a little while? I'll be able to sleep then, I promise!"
The abrupt request took Linda by surprise. It had been a long time since Brad had wanted to snuggle, and she thought he'd outgrown it. For a brief instant she hesitated. He was a little old to be snuggling with his mother - especially after what she'd seen earlier this evening!
But then motherly impulse took over, and she smiled.
"Oh, all right. But only for a bit. And then you've got to go back to your own room. Agreed?"
At that reluctant permission Brad's face broke into a grin.
"Sure! I'll just stay a few minutes until I get good and sleepy, okay? That's all I need!"
Despite herself, Linda had to chuckle at his boyish relief. "Well then, don't just stand there. Get in here and snuggle, so we can both get some sleep!"
It didn't take any further urging. Beaming from ear to ear, Brad scampered from the doorway and dashed for the bed.
That was when she received a second surprise. And this one made her eyes fly open wide as she caught the brief spectacle of her son's athletic body darting across the room.
He was nude. Just as nude as he'd been in the shower, without even the minor encumbrance of underwear.
She saw the unmistakable flash of his muscular teenage form racing toward her, his slender frame flowing with sinewy grace and his bare young cock flopping wildly with the motion.
Then, before she could quite recover from the initial shock, he had leaped into bed and was burrowing under the sheet, apparently not in the least embarrassed by his nakedness.
Belatedly, she let out a gasp.
"Brad Holt, you're not wearing pajamas!"
If that announcement was intended to admonish her son's lack of shyness, it failed utterly. He only laughed and squirmed beside her, his response blurting out with defiant frankness.
"Aw, it's too hot for pajamas. And besides, neither are you! I guess we're just a hot-blooded family, huh Mom?"
It wasn't until then that Linda remembered her own nudity as well.
And at the same instant she suddenly became aware of Brad pressing near, wiggling up to her until their bodies crushed together in what was intended to be nothing more than an innocent mother^son snuggle.
However, that first touch was anything but innocent. Because even as she opened her mouth to reply, Linda felt his bare cock slither against her thigh.
Despite all her evening's inner revelations, she wasn't remotely prepared for anything like this. Her breath sucked in, and her voluptuous body went tense at the feel of a real, honest-to-God cock lolling against her leg.
And just as suddenly, a blast of juicy heat erupted in her pussy. She could actually feel her cunt flare open in an overwhelming gush of pure arousal at the meaty presence of his thick cock rolling against her naked flesh and snaking along her thigh as if actually sensing the effect it had.
"Yeah, this is lots better." Seemingly oblivious to his mother's reaction, Brad scrunched all the closer and gave a pleased sigh. "I'll bet I can get right to sleep now! Are you okay too, Mom? You feel kind of tense."
In the darkness, Linda didn't see the knowing grin that flitted across her son's lips. She wasn't aware of the glint of mingled excitement and mischief in his eyes as he clung against her, purposely maneuvering his cock onto her leg even as his words came out in a tone of purest innocence.
"No, no I'm all right, darling. It's just. . . just that I've been having some trouble getting to sleep myself lately. Do you mind if I get just a little more comfortable . . . ?"
In a voice that came out huskier than she intended, Linda impulsively shifted a bit onto her side toward him, not daring to examine her own motives but at the same time drawn toward that hovering young cock as if by a magnet.
Brad's cock responded to the motion, sliding up between her thighs until his sensitive cockhead nestled in her crotch, just brushing the thickly furred fringe of her cunt.
A surge of creamy hunger shot through Linda, so intense that she had to bite back a groan. Caught up in the wicked sensation seething in her pussy, she wasn't aware that one of her big meaty tits had jounced almost right into her son's face, its erect nipple strumming out at him like a piece of candy being offered.
Even in the darkness of the bedroom Brad could see his Mom's large pale tit-globe jiggling into the open, its bouncy hugeness tapering into a fat swollen spike of nipple flesh that seemed to thrust itself at him with blatant demand, just aching to be sucked.
His grin widened, and his balls began to tingle.
After the way his Mom had stared at him earlier that evening, he knew perfectly well the effect he was having. He'd seen the look on her face as she took in his cock, her eyes glittering just the way Janie's always did. At first that realization had come as a shock. His own Mom - getting all hot and horny just at the sight of his cock!
But the more he'd thought about it, the more a familiar itch had spread inside him. Finally, unable to withstand that itch any longer, he'd decided to take a wild, daring chance. He'd stripped out of his pajamas and slipped down the hall to his mother's room on a pretext, his pulse racing and heart hammering.
And now it was all too plain that his suspicion had been right.
His Mom really was hot for his prick. Man, was she ever!
His own Mom!
If anything, that thought had his prick instantly swelling to erection. It blossomed against the soft feathery nest of his mother's pussy, probing against her tufted cunt with a stiffness that couldn't possibly be missed.
And if there was any doubt in Brad's mind about his Mom's response, it vanished as Linda's thighs eased just a fraction apart to let his engorged cocktip slip between them.
"Uhmmm.
She couldn't hold back a gasp at.that first probe of bulbed flesh against the slushy lips of her cuntmouth. And she couldn't hold back the seaping pussy-juice that moistened his massive cockshaft, filming it with a lather of wet heat as he squirmed even closer.
"How's this, Mom? Are you comfortable now?"
In a tone of purest innocence he spoke with a hoarse whisper that fanned his breath warmly across the fat distended nipple before him. His lips almost brushed its rubbery stiffness, so near that she couldn't shift in any direction without popping her tit between them.
Still trying desperately to pretend that nothing at all unusual was happening, she answered in a tremoring tone that betrayed the turmoil of emotions building inside her.
"Ahhh . . . yes, yes honey, I'm just fine. But I'm afraid that you're the one who's tense now! My goodness, what on earth have you got down there? Let's find out, shall we ... ?"
There was no resisting the impulse. Even as the words came out she slid a hand down between their bodies, groping for his thick cockhead pushing against her pussy.
Both mother and son gasped in unison as her fingertips glided along Brad's aching prickshaft and slipped around his bloated prickhead, caressinjrit in a firm grip.
Her cunt exploded in a gush of juices, lathering his cockhead with fresh blasts of cream as she felt his stiff fuckrod jolt against her palm.
It was all she could do to fake a gasp of shocked comprehension.
"Why, Brad - you've got an erection!"
"Uh, yeah, I guess I kind of do." A bit uncertainly, he shrugged in admission. "But it's not my fault, Mom. I mean . . . it just happens all the time! I didn't mean - "
His belated explanation was cut off by a soft laugh as Linda interrupted, quick to soothe her son's fears.
"It's perfectly all right, darling. You know, I was young once too! And I suppose it's only natural with a boy your age, isn't it? Maybe it would help if I massaged it a little bit, don't you think? Would that help relax you? At least, it might be worth a try . . ,"
The last of her pretense was dwindling away, as she stroked her fist along the huge shaft of flesh fluttering against her cunt, feeling its every veined inch throb in her fingers like a rocket about to launch.
Linda hadn't held a man's cock in her hand for so long that she'd forgotten just how sweet it felt to squeeze and knead a huge length of stiff prickmeat. But it took only the first few strokes of her fingers to have those memories, flooding back in furious gushes of pleasure, making her gasp.
Brad gasped too. His cock twanged up between his mother's thighs with a lurch, bucking hard against the heated mouth of her pussy.
She could barely keep from groaning aloud. By this time her son's cream-filmed cock-knob was sliding slickly across the entrance of her cunt as if sniffing out the snug, long-unfucked depths there.
It was a temptation that all the motherly inhibitions in the world couldn't suppress.
Without taking time to examine her own actions, Linda found herself pulling on his delectable young prick with growing urgency, tugging it toward her by sheer force.
"Oh yeah, that feels really great! Keep doing it, Mom. Do it just like that! Ahhh ..."
Chortling gleefully, Brad could no longer restrain the ache that thrummed through his cock. Reacting instinctively, he hunched forward into his mother's grasping fist. And that motion was all it took. His cocktip shoved against the pouting lips of her pussy and slipped between them with a wrench.
"Annnh!"
It happened so suddenly that Linda wasn't able to hold back a gasp of unmotherly bliss as her pussylips were pushed wide apart to take his swollen bulb of cockflesh. Still clutching his cock in a firm grip, she felt his whole enormous mushroomed cockhead slither up her cunt-mouth, pulsing there with a life all its own as Brad groaned and hunched in automatic youthful response.
"Oh - oh Mom, that feels even better! Rub it like that - rub my cock with your pussy! Yeah! Oh shiiiiit..."
A fresh blast of cuntjuice poured over his prick, greasing it with the hot sticky nectar of his mother's cream. His cockknob sank deeper into her, and she moaned.
"Annnhh ..."
Unable to withstand the sensation of actually having his pricktip buried up his Mom's hairy slit, Brad swooped without pretense. His lips engulfed the rigid spike of nipple poised before them, and clamped around the puffy bud in a moist sucking vise.
"Huhh - honey, don't!"
Panting out loud in an overwhelmed mixture of lust and shock at the abrupt turn of events, Linda made one last desperate effort to resist.
"We ... we shouldn't be doing this! I - unnh - I think you'd better . . . ohhh, oh my God that's - aaannhhhh!"
Her words melted into a mewl as a hundred different emotions seemed to sweep through her at once. Brad's cock inched farther into the dripping furrow of her cunt, stretching her pussylips around its throbbing shaft and filling her with the first cock she'd had in years. At the same time he was licking and sucking on her tit with furious smacking gulps, taking in as much of her big lush tit-globe as his mouth could hold.
Everything seemed to happen so swiftly that she had time only for that last single plea. Then the final trace of inhibition was ripped out of her in an ecstatic wave of joy. She cried out in a tone her son had never heard before.
"God, baby - oh my God, yesss! Suck it! Suck my sweet tit for me! I - I want to feel your cock rubbing all the way up my cunt! Deeper . . . deeper, damn it! Yes, yehhhsss! Aaaah!"
Careening in a volcanic eruption of rapture, Linda felt his athletic body surging atop her, forcing her back on the bed and working even more of his enormous rippling cock up her pussy.
"Take it, Mom! Oh shit, take all my cock!
Yeahhhh!"'
Letting out a rasp of breath in grunting fervor, Brad sucked more frantically than ever, urged on by her sobbing wail and by the hot slippery chute of pussy that clutched at his prick with greedy suction.
His cock slid totally inside her, thrusting to its base up Linda's pussy sheath until she actually seemed to feel it pulsating against the walls of her belly.
And after all the years of unfulfilled emptiness, delicious presence of his big cunt-reaming cock up her pussy set off an instant explosion of release.
"Aaaaannrigghh!"
Electric jolts of sensation surged throughout Linda's pussy, making it twist and writhe. In that same moment Brad began to pump, pulling several rigid inches of his greased cock from the taut suction of her fuckhole and riding them back into her again, as a muffled growl of pleasure slid from his throat.
His mouth gulped at the trembling globe of her tit with new fury, and his prick seesawed in and out of her again. And again.
It was like some kind of wicked, uninhibited horny dream.
But it wasn't a dream. It was really happening. She was being fucked by her own son.
And God, it felt nice!
Arching up to take those first tentative thrusts, she bawled with a tone of depraved lust that no last twinge of motherly inhibition could restrain.
"Brad - oh baby, stuff it all into me like thatl Fuck your cock up my cunt good and hard! Work my pussy with that big hunk of cock, damn you! I want it - want it!"
As his precious swollen prick snaked in and out of her pussy with powerful pistoning strokes, she pumped her ass off the bed to meet it in furious abandon. Humping in a wild rhythm to take each cockthrust right to the hilt, she barely heard Brad's approving groan as he switched from one tit to the other.
"Ohhh shit, I can feel your pussy sucking me right up inside you! Yeah, oh fucking yeah, Mom, take all my cock like that! Yeahhh!"
With an exuberant gurgle he slammed the full length of his prick to her even harder as his mother's hot hairy cunt rode on his fuckmeat in a frenzy, her long-unushed cunt muscles clamping tightly around his prickshaft with wet smacking friction. Catching her other thick heaving tit between his lips, he gnawed and chewed on its spiked nipple until it glistened and twanged to quivering attention.
Linda's voluptuous body reacted of its own accord, arcing up from the bed to take each thorough stab of her son's prickmeat. Splashes of pussy-juice lathered his big cream-filled balls that slapped against her asscheeks as she soared with approaching orgasm, sobbing shrilly for more.
"Fuck me, honey! Oh my sweet lover, fuck the loving hell out of me! I ... I want your cream! Do it Brad, fuck Mother's pussy and give her all your cream! Cum for me baby, cum good and hard for your mother! Cu - uuuhhhmmm!"
Letting out a shriek of sheer abandon, she succumbed utterly to the first ripples of climax that flowed throughout her pussy.
Instinctively Brad realized that his Mom was coming, and pumped his prick into her all the harder. It slurped in the groove of her greedy snapping cunt-hole with new vigor, hammering Linda to an orgasm that made her eyes bulge. Hunching off the bed in a lunging fury of release, she gave a stifled scream as the initial explosion blasted over her.
"Gaaaanngggh! Unnngggh!"
Her body heaved in a series of arches, cunt muscles squeezing on his prick and fingernails digging deep into the clenched cheeks of his ass as he continued to plow into her, fucking her pussy and sucking her tit for all they were worth.
It was the most incredible orgasm she could remember ever having in her life. Totally out of control, Linda felt her cunt stream and flow with juices as she writhed beneath his&umping young body and impaled herself on his wonderful cunt-tearing prick in a haze of oblivious completion.
And it was as she thrashed in the throes of that lush abandon that Brad suddenly released her tit and hissed.
"I'm gonna shoot, Mom! I'm gonna shoot my jizz right up your pussy, just the way you wantit! Oh fuck I'm coming! Take my jizz - take it right down your cunt! Oh fuck - fuhhhck."
That was all the warning she got. Then the boy's sweet prick gave a bucking leap deep in the clutch of her pussy, and a fountain of steamy hot jism ripped into her.
"Gaaannngghhhuuuhhh!'' Linda let out a muted shriek as her cunt tasted the first splatters of cockcream it had had in years. Her ass bounced up as Brad sliced his prick in and out like a battering ram and pouring his load of cum up her cunt until she was overflowing with thick, syrupy floods of jism. They clung together in mutual joy, mother and son humping and groaning and screwing with insatiable need.
"Oh God, yessss! Shoot it in me honey, shoot all your cum into Mother's cunt! It" feels so good, so fucking . . . goo-o-d!"
Wrapping her long legs about his waist and pulling his cockshaft even deeper into her, she took every last drop of his rich spurting jizz. Rolling her ass and sloshing his big creaming prick around in the drenched slot of her pussy, she took it all.
And she didn't stop pumping herself onto his cock until at last it slipped wetly free, drained and limp and sliding greasily along her ass in weary triumph as Brad continued to: hover above her, beaming ecstatically.
"Christ Mom, that was ... oh shit, that was really terrific! Oh man, did your pussy ever suck me dry! I think I can sleep real good now. Oh yeah, I won't have any trouble at all sleeping now . . ."
Rising up with a self-satisfied grin, he pulled away from his mother's still-twitching body and headed for the door without another word.
But though neither of them spoke, they both knew he'd be back. Now that it was perfectly obvious what a hot-cunted mother he had, there was no doubt between them that he'd be back very soon.
Linda couldn't deny the truth. With her pussy tremoring in the final pangs of orgasm and leaking the ooze of her son's steamy cum, she dimly realized that it would happen again. The floodgates had been opened wide. After all these years, she'd tasted a man's prick in her cunt again.
How could she ever stop, now that she'd gotten started?
The guilt began to seep in, now that it was too late. As Brad's overflow of cum dribbled down the crack of her ass and bubbled in her pussy, she gave in to the first pangs of remorse. Because she knew that this was only the beginning. Brad could screw her anytime he wanted. She'd made that only too plain by her own actions.
She was so hungry for cock that she had been fucked by her own son - her own son! A fierce flush swept across Linda's face. But there was no denying it now. The damage had been done.
And even worse - what if Brad didn't come back for another session?
God, what would she do then?
CHAPTER SIX
It was the beginning of another beautiful, crisp summer day. Janie woke early, stretching her lithe teenaged body with a languorous yawn. Then she rose and dressed, slipping into jeans and tee-shirt and not bothering with underclothes.
As she scampered down the stairs for breakfast, she was already looking forward to her next session with Brad. Sometime today, sooner or later, they were going to get the chance to fuck again. And she didn't want the extra hassle of bra and panties to get in the way. It was with that thought swirling through her mind, making her pussy tingle with anticipation, that she burst into the kitchen expecting to find the rest of the household already bustling about. But surprisingly, she was the first one up for a change. The house was quiet, and the kitchen was empty. For once, she'd actually made it out of bed even before her Mom.
Pleased at that small triumph and glowing with a happy satisfaction that emanated from the delicious little twangs sparking deep in her cunt, she ztt the coffeemaker to perking for her mother's morning brew and settled on a quick uncomplicated breakfast of buttered toast.
As she sat at the table munching a piece of toast and leafing through a fashion magazine, she heard the stairs creak, A moment later Linda Holt appeared, wrapped in one of her big fluffy housecoats.
"Hi, Mom. Your coffee's already on, and I just made some toast for myself. Want a slice? It won't take but a minute to fix more!"
Linda made a face at the suggestion of food. Janie noticed that her luxuriant brunette hair was an uncombed tangle, and her attractive face was without even a trace of make-up. She looked as if she'd hardly slept a wink all night.
"Good morning, dear. No thanks, I'll just stick to my coffee. Did you sleep well?"
Pausing just long enough to give her daughter a quick peck on the cheek, she swept toward the fragrant aroma of steaming coffee as if drawn by a magnet.
"Oh, I slept fine." Frowning a bit perlexedly, Janie felt a twinge of concern. It wasn't like her Mom to go around the house unkept and rumpled, even first thing in the morning. And as she returned with a brimming cup, her manner was oddly distant. It was as if she were in another world.
On impulse, the teenager spoke up.
"Is something the matter, Mom? You don't look as if you slept so well yourself. Are you feeling okay?"
"Hm?" Pulling herself out of a daze, Linda met the girl's inquisitive gaze.
"Oh ... oh yes, honey. I feel just fine. And as a matter of fact, I slept like a log! Can I get you some juice to wash that toast down? No, you just sit right there - I'll get it."
Then she was up and off again, glad for the chance to escape Janie's penetrating scrutiny.
At that moment. Brad came bounding into the kitchen, grinning widely as he strode in and plopped down at his place. At least he seemed his old self, even if their mother didn't.
"Hi everybody. Looks like'I'm the last one up again, huh? Hey, where's breakfast? I'm starving to death!"
If anyting, Linda seemed to grow even more flustered at her son's abrupt presence. Caught in the motion of setting a chilled glass of orange juice before Janie, she slopped the sticky liquid over her hand with a nervous jerk. Turning quickly from the table, she left her coffee untouched and headed out of the kitchen.
"I'm afraid you'll have to look after yourself this morning, dear. I ... I've got some extra shopping to do that didn't get finished yesterday, and I'd better get moving if I want to avoid the crowds. Do you mind if I leave you two alone for a few hours? I'll be back by lunchtime, I promise. It shouldn't take too long ..."
Before either teenager had a chance to respond, she was gone - fleeing upstairs to the privacy of her own bedroom, and leaving them behind to stare at each other in surprise.
"What's with Mom? She's been acting funny ever since she got up. You think she's sick or something?" Janie caught her brother's eyes, concern sweeping across her face.
"Naw, she's okay. Probably just had a long night, that's all. Can I have a piece of your toast, Sis? I'm gonna past out if I don't get some food right now!"
Janie only had a brief, confused instant to puzzle over his answer before Linda was coming downstairs again, now all made up and dressed in a sleek summer outfit and looking her usual self again.
"Well, I'm off. Now, don't either of you get into an argument while I'm gone. And Brad, if I'm not back quite by lunchtime, I want you to help your sister out - don't expect her to make your sandwiches for you! Be good, children. And I'll be back as soon as I can. All right?"
Without awaiting an answer, without giving her kids time to say more than a hasty "Bye Mom", she was out the back door and heading for the driveway.
The family car thrummed to life, and pulled into the street. Then it roared off into the distance, finally vanishing altogether.
Brad and Janie were left alone, as suddenly as that. Their eyes locked, and they smiled in unison. Neither of them needed to say a word. The two teenagers scampered upstairs to Janie's bedroom and hastily began to strip out of their dothes, both of them eager to resume the uninhibited explorations they'd begun yesterday.
It was as shirts and jeans flew that Brad couldn't hold back any longer.
"Hey Sis, I've been thinking. You still want to know what's wrong with Mom? I'll bet I can tell you - hell, I can tell you plenty! Want to hear about it?"
With no more warning, the entire episode spilled out of him. It began with the moment their Mom had accidentally confronted him in the shower, and didn't stop until he'd described each vivid detail, blurting out the chain of events in a triumphant, conspiratorial tone.
Caught in the midst of peeling down her � jeans, Janie froze. Her blue eyes bulged wide, � and her mouth dropped open as he told her exactly what had happened that night.
"You . . . and Mom? You mean she actually let you - I don't believe it! Brad Holt, you're lying!"
Her attractive young face was wrenched with mingled scorn and incredulity as she took in the full impact of his words.
"The hell I am, Sis! It really happened - every bit of it! And when I stuck my cock up inside her ... oh shit, did she ever go crazy! All moaning and humping and begging me for more - it's the truth, honest!"
Stunned, Janie saw that her brother wasn't lying at all. If anything, he seemed only too pleased at the effect his announcement had.
Brad . . . and their own Mom!
The images filled her mind, despite her initial disbelief. Images of Linda Holt grabbing onto her son's stiff cock and pulling it to her pussy, while Brad sucked on her tit. Images of him sprawling atop his own mother, pumping his cock into her hard and fast as she surged and rippled beneath him, her vivacious body plunging upward and pussy snapping around his cock and wild voice begging him to fuck her even harder.
To her surprise, Janie realized that her cunt was sopping wet. It was creaming wildly, itching and tingling like crazy at the thought of Brad and their mother actually fucking each other.
"You . . . you mean she really let you do it? She really let you get your cock inside her and . . . and fuck her?"
Almost in a daze from the revelation she'd just received, she headed for the bed and lay back as Brad scrambled atop her, his engorged cock slamming between her slender spread-open thighs like a missile.
She let out a gasp as his swollen pricktip gouged against the hot buttery folds of her pussy, shoving its way between them and sinking slowly into her with the first eager thrust of his lean body.
And all the while she couldn't get those images of their Mom out of her mind. Blast after blast of cunt nectar poured from her ripped-open pussy, lathering Brad's massive prick as it slid into her.
Hunching up in a spasm, Janie groaned.
"Wuuuhhh . . . was her pussy was good as mine? Did you like fucking Mom better than you do - ooooh - do me?"
The question took him by surprise. Caught right in the middle of pushing his prick up that taut little cunt-hole, Brad gave a gasp of his own.
"Aw come on, Janie! What kind of question is that? Nobody's better than you! It was just. . . different, that's all. Mom really knows how to fuck, that's for sure! She really worked my balls dry! But . . . unnhh . . . nobody fucks like you do. Yeah, you're the best, Sis. You're the best of all ... aaaahhh ..."
The words melted into a happy growl as his prick slid deeper, working its way completely into the tight sucking chute of his sister's pussy.
Her little cock-stuffed cunt made wet slurping noises as she careened up to take her brother's hard jabs. Her clit button mashed against his cockbase, sending shudders of intense pleasure shooting through her in waves of sensation.
But even as they fucked with increasing friction, the picture of Brad and their Mom never left her mind for a moment.
Janie knew how nice it felt to have a boy's prick riding in and out of her, fucking her to blissful orgasm. In the last few days since she and Brad had begun their series of mutual discoveries, she'd thought of little else. And she'd awakened this morning aching for another taste of his cock after going just a few hours without the feel of having it plunged inside her.
What must it feel like to be a lonely, horny woman with two kids to raise and no man around to satisfy that ache? What would it be like to go for years and years without ever fucking, without even a hope of getting satisfied?
No wonder Mom had all those dirty pictures!
And no wonder she'd finally discovered Brad's big fat cock, either!
After all, hadn't her daughter done the very same thing? Now that the initial shock had worn off, Janie began to realize the truth. They were alike, mother and daughter. Two hot, cock-hungry women. And Brad had the only cock in the house to feed their appetites. So why shouldn't Mom get a little satisfaction, after all these years?
Oddly, that thought seemed to make Janie hotter than ever. Her cunt seesawed onto Brad's prick with a fury that had him panting and clutching at her ass, clinging to her tautened asscheeks as he pounded his cockmeat even harder, laughing out loud.
"Oh shit Sis, you're really going now! Take it - take my cock all the way up your cunt! Oh hell, yeah!"
He fucked forward faster, slamming his prick to her until Janie suddenly squealed.
"Fuck me, Brad! Fuck me just like you did Mom! Fuck me good and hard! Oooohh, fuck my pussyhole and shoot your jizz into me just the way you shot it into her! Do it - ohhh, do it good!"
Bouncing upward to take his thrusts, she mewled and flung her legs about his waist in a vise-like grip. Her hips rolled, working his cock around in the groove of her fuckhole and forcing it as deep as it would go as he heaved and thrashed atop her, delightedly giving his big sister exactly what she wanted.
Their teenaged bodies slapped together with a growing frantic need as he pistoned his fuckshaft in and out of her pussy, feeling the first tremors of approaching orgasm vibrate through her.
"I'm gonna do it all right, Sis! I'm gonna fuck my jizz right up your cunt for you, just the way I fucked it to Mom! Take it, you horny bitch! Take it!"
Gritting out those hoarse words, he battered Janie's tight sucking cunt in a series of drilling jabs that made her wail.
Twisting with climactic fury, she soared off the bed in a lunge that skewered her utterly onto her brother's ramming prick.
And even as the initial blasts of rapture ripped through her, she felt his cock lurch and wrench in the snug grasp of her pussy.
"Uuunnnh!"
Brad groaned and heaved atop her, gasping ecstatically. His cock quivered, shooting wad after steamy wad of cockcream up his sister's cunt.
She took it all, humping and purring like a kitten. Her lithe body trembled with explosions of bliss, and her pussy sopped up his loads of jizz until it overflowed.
She came hard, just the way her Mom had come, writhing and twitching beneath Brad's weight, pinned like a butterfly by his huge spurting slab of cock.
Just like Mom ...
A gurgling laugh of sheer delight slipped from Janie's throat at that realization, as waves of orgasm swept over her. Floods of precious jism sloshed in her pussy as he sank down on top of her, gasping for breath.
And for the first time, she knew without a doubt that she was a woman, too. Just like her mother: a hot-cunted, cock-starved woman who'd do anything to get a little satisfaction.
What a summer of surprises this was turning out to be!
CHAPTER SEVEN
After a long morning's shopping spree, Linda began to feel better. She spent far more money than she should have, picking up odds and ends for the children and indulging in a whole new summer outfit for herself that she certainly didn't need.
But by the end of the morning she almost felt her old self again, as if last night's activities had never happened. By the time she loaded up the family car with packages and began the drive home, she could almost pretend that it had been nothing more than a single wild, lust-filled episode - a brief lapse of her natural motherly instincts at the presence of the first cock she'd seen in years. Certainly it hadn't been anything more than that. After all, Brad was her son!
And it wasn't going to happen again, either - she'd see to that!
But her pussy had been tingling all through the morning, itching with a creamy sensation that she couldn't shrug off no matter how she tried.
The vivid memory of Brad's cock sliding deep into her cunt was just too good to ignore. And no amount of pretense could hide the ache stirring deep inside her, melting her inhibitions aside in gushes of unsuppressed arousal.
Despite her best efforts, Linda knew that she was lying to herself. She knew that in her present state it certainly could happen again, and there wasn't a damned thing she could do about it.
Because Brad had awakened a pent-up need she'd withheld for too many years. And now that he'd gotten her started, she wasn't at all sure she could control it ever again . . .
Caught up in those thoughts, she pulled the car into the driveway just as Janie burst out of the house to meet her, blonde hair flying and lithe body rippling in tight- summer tee-shirt an& short denim cut-offs.
"Hi Mom. How was your shopping trip? Did you - wow, you must've bought a whole store out! Just look at all those packages! Need some help carrying these things in?"
"Thanks, honey. I suppose that maybe I did get a little carried away."
Scooting out of the car and moving to help her daughter, the older woman collected an armload of packages.
"And where's that brother of yours? I think we could use some of his muscles too, while we're at it! Don't tell me he's run off somewhere and left you by yourself all morning!"
"Oh, he's just upstairs reading or something." With a shake of her head and a small mountain of sacks clutched to her, Janie headed for the door. "But that's okay. I can get these, if you want to change clothes or something. You must be worn out, after all this buying!"
She laughed.
"It would feel nice to slip into something a little more comfortable. I believe I'll do just that."
As the teenager went back outside for another load, Linda fled up the stairs. Dumping a pile of purchases on the bed, she peeled out of her blouse and skirt, then reached back to unhook her bra.
It was the middle of that motion, as the snap of the bra gave and her large creamy tits swung free, that the bedroom door swung open and Brad walked in just as naturally as if it was his own room.
"I thought I heard you come in, Mom. Hey, you sure did get a lot of stuff! I'll bet you could use some help, huh?"
The words came out innocently enough, but Brad was grinning wide as he saw his Mom's big tits jounce into the open, their pale jiggling orbs dancing freely in view.
Before Linda had time to react, he strode forward and shot out his hands. The motion was so casual and unexpected that she hardly had time to realize what was happening before his palms mashed against her naked titglobes, fingers groping along her pink swirled nipples in a sudden possessive grasp.
She gasped, caught by surprise. Both nipples sprang instantly erect into her son's grip, and her pussy exploded in a blast of juicy heat. Belatedly, she tried to pull away, "Brad, stop that! Just what do you think you're - ahhhh! Baby, please! The door's standing wide open and . . . and Janie could just walk in at any - ohhhh! Oh Brad, dohhhn't!" But there was no denying the fact that she was turned-on. As he hefted and squeezed her tits without the least sign of hesitation, she felt her cunt bubble up with a churning froth of arousal that took all the force out of her protests. Standing there in just her now-sopping panties, with her bra fluttering from her shoulders and her nipples spiking fatly between Brad's fingertips, she couldn't work up even a twinge of motherly admonishment.
"Come on, Mom, take it easy. I'm not doing anything I didn't do last night, am I? And you sure as hell liked it then! Til bet you like it now too, don't you? Yeah, you're not kidding me. You like it just fine ..."
Ignoring his mother's outburst and plucking at her stiffened nipples with a self-assurance she'd never seen in him before, Brad obviously had no intention of stopping. His eyes glittered as they watched her shoulders arch in automatic response, thrusting her lush naked tits into his hands. Her voluptuous body shuddered in surges of soaring pleasure, even as she tried in one last desperate attempt to resist.
"Please, darling, we ... we shouldn't be doing this! It's not right - oh Gohhhhd ..."
However, Brad wasn't accepting any denials. He chuckled, knowing perfectly well that his Mom was turned-on like crazy.
"Not right? Hell, what's the matter with feeling good? You sure knew how to make me feel good last night! And I'll bet I know how to make you feel good right now, too. On yeah Mom, I'll bet I can make you feel real good ..."
Without awaiting an answer, he ducked his head in a determined swoop. His mouth latched onto one hard plumped nipple, and his tongue slid hungrily across its puffy surface in a quick eager lap.
"Ahhhhh!"
There was no fighting the sensation that raged through her cunt beneath the hot, frantic suction of her son's mouth. Her whole morning's resolution to avoid another confrontation swept out of her in a hot steamy lather of horniness as he tongued and licked and slurped on her tingling tit with all the intensity of a hot-blooded teenage boy. His lips greedily smacked around the enormous jutting peak of her nipple and milked at it in furious rhythmic sucks that melted her resolve into a whimpering, groaning mass of surrender.
"Ohhhh ... oh my sweet. . . annnhhh!" Linda couldn't help herself. Reaching up to clutch at his head, she shoved even more of her tit between his lips, moaning uncontrollably. "Unnnhhh . . . that's - that's just - ohhhh, yes! Yes baby, that's so damned good! Do it, damn you suck on my tit! Give Mother's,tit a really nice sucking! Yehhhsss ..."
Unable to withstand her own seething emotions, Linda acted in a daze of unleashed lust. Tossing the limp bra aside, she reached down to the snap of Brad's jeans. Her fingers fumbled and tore at the denim material in a blast of sheer need, wrenching his undershorts down and letting his big young cock spring free.
"Munhhm! Uhhhmmff ..."
This time it was Brad's turn to groan as her fingers slid around his already-ballooning cock, forming a fist over its rippled length and sliding back and forth in sharp, quick squeezes to urge it even harder.
There was no longer any hiding from the fact of their new-found mother-son relationship. The moment her hand felt his delicious teenaged prick throbbing in its grasp, Linda knew without a doubt that she could never go back to those lonely, unsatisfying fingering sessions of hers again. Too much had happened. Too many repressed emotions had been aroused. And if it meant that she was nothing more than a hot-assed, son-fucking bitch . . .
Then she no longer had a choice.
Pumping on Brad's cock with urgent squeezes, she literally begged him on.
"That's it! Milk on my tits, you sweet mother-sucking bastard! Give them a real going-over and make this fat horny cock of yours good and hard, so it can fuck the hell out of me! Yes! Oh my precious lover, yessss!"
If he could have, Brad would've grinned in triumph.
But at the moment, his mouth was more than full. He sucked first on one outthrusting nipple, and then the other. His head moved back and forth, his mouth slurping its way across each aching tit in turn until both his Mom's nipples were thrusting slickly out for more, their quivering peaks practically dripping with lust. Within moments the older woman was undulating and twitching and whimpering in a haze of pure need, aroused to full pitch. Her hands moved from the tangle of his hair and slid down to his shoulders, fingernails digging hard into his flesh.
Then, to his surprise, she began to push him down. Forcing his mouth from her tits and down along the flat bare expanse of her belly, she gave a gasping cry of abandon that took even Brad by surprise.
"Lick me, baby! Keep going - I want to feel your tongue all over me, damn it! I want - want to feel it on my pussy! Oh my God, yes! I want to feel that hot wet tongue of yours stirring right up inside my cunt! Eat me! Eat meeeee!"
With no more warning, Brad found himself forced into a crouch, his mouth gliding across the silky vee of stretched pantie material that clad his mother's crotch.
In all his recent experiences, Brad had never eaten a girl's pussy before. Though he'd read about it in books, he wasn't at all sure he knew how.
But with his Mom's demanding tone urging him on, and her tangy-scented pussy bumping against his face, he was more than willing to give it a try.
Peeling her panties down to the floor in a single swift jerk, he plunged his face into the thick brown fleece of her glistening pussy without hesitation.
His tongue snaked out, plunging between Linda's thighs and sliding along the greasy flare of her cuntslit. A fresh blast of pussy oil flooded across its surface, and for the first time Brad got a real taste of a woman's cunt.
"Unnnnhh ... do it honey, do it! Eat my juicy cunt right up like that! More, damn you don't stop - morrrre!"
She cried out, pulling his mouth hard against her pussy-mouth and twisting in an eruption of delight at that first tentative, flicking tongue-thrust.
Globs of pussy nectar literally rolled down
Brad's throat, stifling his gasp in a muffled groan as he found his tongue stabbing out to capture a second burst, and then a third.
"Hummppff."
Then, almost before he knew it, he was probing deep between his Mom's cream-slickened cuntlips and burrowing up inside her to lap up each new surge of pussy-juice, his tongue thrusting with ease up her taut fuck channel.
And when it began to ride in and out of her cunt-hole with vicious cock-like jabs to taste the innermost depths of her, Linda spasmed in a sudden twisting fury of orgasm that astonished them both.
"Aaannngghh! Gohhhd, you're doing it - you're making Mother cum, honey! You're eating me so fucking nice that I ... I can't - aaaahhhhh! Wuuunnnhhh!"
Crushing his face to her cunt in an unbreakable frenzy, her stiff jutting clit mashed against his teeth, and her pussymouth clamped around the slick worm of his tongue in an effort to hold it inside her as she mewled and hunched, soaking up every fresh eruption of bliss that shuddered throughout her body.
"Muhhmmmppphhh!"
Brad gave a muted groan of his own as he found his mouth buried in her glossy tangle of her cunt curls and his tongue flailing up her pussyhole, lapping up the thick waves of fuck-juice that poured out of her. He worked his tongue around in the greasy slot of her pussy until she finally released her grip on his head, her body trembling with completion and voice purring out in a sated gurgle as the last little twangs of initial explosion were reamed out of her.
"Uhhmmm, that was good. That was ... ahhh, so ... fucking good!"
Panting and twitching in delicious tremors of satisfaction, Linda slumped. She collapsed on her bed, her long legs flopping loosely apart.
She was hardly aware as Brad rose and stepped out of his jeans entirely, his cock now straining rigidly out to full attention and his balls jiggling as if in anticipation of what was to come.
Totally immersed in her own sated luxury, Linda dimly felt the young hands that drew her legs even farther open and caughfrher hips in a firm grip, pulling her ass upward with a heave.
Behind her, Brad was practically chortling with mischievous glee.
"Oh man, that was great, Mom! Your pussy sure tastes like honey! And now I get to be the bee, because Fm gonna sting it real good! Oh yeah, and Fve got just the stinger to do it with, too! How's this, Mom?"
Sweeping an arm around his mother's waist and moving between her split-open thighs, he lifted her slick ripe ass into the air in an abrupt deft maneuver.
Her sopping pussy splayed open, its pink flared lips pouting wide apart as his swollen cocktip speared straight for it.
Brad's engorged cock-knob rammed against her pussy rim without hesitation, plowing hard into her cunt slit and shoving between her cuntlips with a sudden swift lunge that bored his massive cockhead into her before she quite realized what was happening.
It happened so quickly that Linda had time only to squawk out a mixture of surprise and ecstasy in her first hissing breath.
"Guuuuhhh! God darling, that's - yesss! Ohhh, yehhhsss!"
Then he heaved a second time, and the entire length of his huge bloated cock slammed its way up her cunt without the slightest resistance.
Instantly Brad'"began to pump, raising his Mom's tight round ass in the air and drilling his prick to her from behind. Her sopping pussy clenched around his prickshaft, making slick slurpy sounds of suction as she careened awkwardly in her bending position, fingernails clawing at the bedsheets and hips arching backward to take those first pummeling thrusts.
"Do it to me, you sweet cunt-fucking bastard! Ream my pussy out good - ream Mother's cunt with that big stiff cock of yours! Ohhhh Brad, that's just right - just perfect, lover! Fuck me! Fuck me just like that! Ram it to me honey, ram it to me good and hard! Fuck me - fuhhhck!"
As if she hadn't stopped climaxing from the first wonderful explosions that had ripped through her pussy, Linda heaved back onto her son's seesawing cock for more. Her asscheeks slapped against his stomach as he plunged it in and out of her with long vicious strokes, shoving his big teenaged fucker up her cunt like a battering ram.
Dazedly, she realized that she was behaving exactly like the cock-hungry bitch she'd wanted to pretend didn't exist inside her: humping back and forth in a rocking fury of sensation as she was fucked from behind by her own son. Gasping and sobbing in fresh surges of pleasure as she felt his prick twist and lurch in her tight cunt, she fucked herself totally onto his cock, soaring to yet another instantaneous orgasm and sucking her cunt walls along his big pulsing prickshaft to wring hot gushes of cum right out of his balls.
Linda knew that the last trace of motherhood was literally being fucked from her. And the simple fact was that she no longer cared. Each pump of Brad's stiff driving cock shoved any final restraint out of her.
"Harder baby, harder! Mother's almost there! Ohhhhh - oh fuck, I'm going to cum so damned hard! Do it to me! Fuck the hell out of my pussy and shoot me full of that sweet cream of yours! Fuck me all the way through, you bastard! Fuck it - fuck it to meeeee! Gaaannnhhh!"
Twisting in frenzy, she plunged onto her son's pounding cock. Her pussy clamped onto his juice-slickened slab and sucked on it, trying to hold it deep inside her as she came in the first sobbing shudders of joy.
"I'm doing it, Mom! I'm really doing it now! Oh shit, this feels great! I'm gonna cum - gonna cum right in your cunt!"
Urged on by his mother's swift furious chain of climaxes, Brad felt his cock give a violent lurch in the greased channel of her cunt. His balls boiled up, and he pistoned his cock in and out of her lush sucking pussy for all it was worth.
He gripped her writhing hips all the tighter, ramming his prick into the heat of her cunt with a ferocity that smashed his stomach against her ass and shoved her face down into the bedsheets, muffling her cries as the first splatter of jism arced up into her.
"Take it, Mom! Take my fucking jizz! Yeahhh!"
"Maaahhhmmmfff - "
Both mother and son cried out in unison as his cock erupted inside her, spewing its thick load of cream into her pussy with geyser-like jets of release.
Their bodies whipped together in a mutual frenzy as Linda reeled back to take every drop, impaling herself utterly on her son's big spurting cock and orgasming in a chain of firecracker-bursts that seemed to go on and on as if they would never end.
Groaning and wrenching and gripping her asscheeks for leverage, Brad battered her taut slurping cunt chute until it had soaked his balls dry, emptying his cock. Then he stumbled weakly back, letting his drained cock slip free of her cunt with a plop.
"Guuuunnggghhh ..."
She collapsed onto the bed with a gurgling sigh of ecstasy, her ass still undulating as if wringing his sweet stiff shaft of cockmeat, and her asscheeks marked with vivid red circles where his fingers had dug in.
"Ohhhh man, that was good! Yeah Mom, that was . . . fantastic!"
Laughing weakly, Brad stared down at the spectacle of his mother still writhing on her stomach, her cum-drenched pussy winking open and shut and her tight pink asshole glistening up at him, now streaked with the thready overflow of his jizz.
"Huuuuhhhm.
Linda let out a breathless sigh. Once again she had been thoroughly, utterly, fucked into oblivion by her own son.
But this time she couldn't muster even a twinge of guilt. This time, she was far beyond any such motherly impulses. And she couldn't have been happier.
They were like that, caught up in their haze of mutual satisfaction, when a audible gasp sounded behind them.
"Ohhhhhr
Brad's head jerked around in surprise.
Even Linda, in the midst of her dazed reverie, heard the noise and groggily looked up.
Her glassy brown eyes focused slowly on the figure that stood motionless in the doorway, gaping open-mouthed at them with a shocked uncomprehending expression.
Reality sunk slowly in, and Linda's voice came out in a hoase throaty croak.
"Juhhh . . . Janie!"
The full shock didn't penetrate at first. And by then it was too late. Linda's mouth opened and shut in wordless mortification. And for that frozen moment, Janie just stood there, her arms laden with packages, and stared in speechless amazement.
CHAPTER EIGHT
It was one thing to hear about their Mom's wild behavior from Brad's vivid descriptions.
But it was quite another thing to see it first hand, taking place right before her eyes when she'd least expected it.
Janie hovered in the doorway, focusing on the spectacle before her with a gaze of complete astonishment.
Linda Holt lay sprawled out naked on her bed, her legs flung wide apart and her ass jutting into the air. From where she stood, Janie could see her freshly-fucked pussy gaping wetly open amidst its thick halo of brown fur, her pink fat cuntlips pooching in a mouth-like yawn and dripping with white, creamy trails of cum.
Even Brad was taken aback by the abrupt confrontation. He stood motionless, his red, emptied cock lolling loosely across his balls and glistening with the film of their mother's cunt-juices.
For a frozen moment no one moved. The three of them remained like that, as if unable to believe what they were seeing.
Then Linda broke the spell with a sharp gasp, her voice blurting out in a husky tremor of embarrassment as the full impact of the situation struck home.
"Janie - darling, you . . . you shouldn't be in here! You should've knocked, or ... or ... oh my God!"
A fierce flush of humiliation swept across her attractive face as she met her daughter's stunned stare.
When she finally managed to speak, Janie's reply was every bit as weak and uncertain.
"I ... I didn't mean to barge in, Mom. It's just - the door was wide open, and I didn't think
Her voice drifted off into silence, too, but for entirely different reasons. Because at that instant a sudden spark of electricity flamed through her cunt, melting it in a gush of juicy arousal that took her breath away.
It was a totally unanticipated reaction, taking her by surprise. Before she quite had time to realize it was even happening, the crotch of her cut-offs was soaked with horny wetness. Her pussy began to tingle and itch like crazy, bursting again and again in a flood of juices as she looked from her Mom to Brad and back again, letting the whole enormity of the scene sink in.
Only this morning, Brad's outpouring confession had created the same response. The mere thought of their Mom getting all hot and horny, fucking herself onto his cock and wringing all his cum into her, had turned Janie on in a way she couldn't quite describe.
And now she was seeing the real thing, right in front of her.
In fact, if-she'd only walked in a few moments earlier, she could've seen it actually happening - she could've seen her brother actually fucking his cock up their Mom's pussy and pumping his loads of jizz into her. She could've seen Linda wailing and pounding her ass back for each thrust, could've seen the look of ecstasy wrench her face as all that thick syrupy jism exploded deep, deep into her ...
If anything, that thought made Janie's cunt cream all the harder. Oddly, the notion of their mother plunging onto Brad's cock and experiencing the same delicious sensations that Janie herself had been experiencing these past few days was churning up juicy torrents of arousal, drenching her crotch with musky lather.
She acted without thinking, and stepped into the room. Continuing the motion that had been halted mere seconds before, she swept in with a casual, bouncy gaze of disregard.
"Well, anyway, I just thought I'd bring up the rest of the things you bought this morning. I guess I'll just set them on the bureau, if that's all right. I'm sorry if I interrupted anything - even though it looks like I got here a little late for that! You two just go right on as if I wasn't here at all. Don't mind me a bit ..."
With that nonchalant statement of unconcern, she placed the packages on the bureau top and turned to face the two pairs of eyes that were following her every move.
"Janie. Honey, it ... it's not what you think. What happened, what you think Brad and I were doing, it ... it isn't ..."
Taken aback by her daughter's strange attitude and stumbling weakly for an explanation, Linda tried to stammer out the first semblance of an excuse she could find.
However, before she had time to form the right words, Brad broke in with a tone that wasn't the least bit remorseful. For the first time, she noticed that he had been grinning from ear to ear.
"Never mind, Sis. We were just done - weren't we, Mom? And hell, did you ever miss the action! She was hotter than ever. Even hotter than last night! Hey, want to hang around awhile? I think my cock's beginning to get hard again, and you can watch us have some real fun! Is that okay with you, Mom? Can Janie stay and watch us fuck? I had a hell of a time convincing her we did it last night!"
The words came blurting out with a natural exuberance, as if he were simply describing one of his frequent baseball games.
But their content seeped through Linda's initial confusion, and a slow look of mingled realization and horror surged across her gaze as she watched Janie break into a smile, jumping at the offer with frank eagerness.
"That's a terrific idea! Can I, Mom? I mean, it's not exactly as if you two are hiding anything from me anyway! Can I stay and watch you do it again? I've never seen him fuck another girl before - it'd really be something else to see! And . . . and then maybe you can watch us do it too! That'd be only fair. That is, if my little brother's up to it by then! Let's do it, Mom.: Then you won't have anything to be embarrassed about!"
With no more warning than that, Linda found herself confronting her two teenaged children with a numb shocked stare as Janie began to peel out of her clothes, flinging shirt and cut-offs aside just as casually as if she stripped in front of her family all the time.
Then she was nude as well, her vibrant young body rippling with giddy arousal and blue eyes glittering in anticipation.
Finally Linda found her voice. It came out in a croak of weak astonishment and shame, as the full impact of the situation struck home.
"You . . . you can't be serious! Janie Holt, that. . . that's a disgusting idea ... oh, my God!"
Taken completely aback, she could only stare in dull-eyed fascination as Janie made a light scoffing sound, not in the least perturbed.
"Oh, come on, Mom. Wefe not kids anymore! Brad and I know lots more than you think we do - like those pictures you've got hidden in the bureau! And besides, if you're not just as horny as we are, then what's this?"
It all happened too fast, one shock piling on top of another so quickly that Linda could only look on in an open-mouthed daze as the girl moved to the foot of the bed. Abruptly she reached down and scooped out a hand, intent on proving her point.
Without hesitation her fingers swiped along the flared slash of her mother's cunt, gliding across her gaping pussymouth and scooping up the thick drool of cum that seeped from it.
The unthinking suddenness of her action took them both by surprise. Linda gasped, her cunt automatically spasming in response and her glassy stare following with stunned humiliation as Janie held her jizz-soaked fingers in the air, her voice assured and triumphant.
"See? I'm not a child, Mother! I know what you've been doing - because I've been doing plenty of it myself, lately! And I know how nice it feels to have Brad's cum pumping into my pussy, too! So what's disgusting about that? We can't help it if we're just a couple of horny women. And his cum feels so good, I don't want to miss out on my share! In fact, I think I'll just start right now . , . uhhmmm!"
On impulse, she drew the soaked fingers to her lips and darted out her tongue. It flicked blatantly, catching the steamy globs of jizz that were oozing across her hand and gulping them down until every pearly white droplet had vanished into her mouth.
It was meant purely as an uninhibited gesture, intended to show her Mom that she was no longer merely a naive inexperienced little girl.
However, the taste of Brad's cream rolling down her throat had an unexpected effect as well. It sent a pang of pleasure spiking all through her, right down into her own juicing cunt.
At the same time, Linda looked as if she'd been struck with a hammer. Her jaw dropped, and her eyes went even rounder.
"Janie ... oh God!"
The two women looked at each other, mother and daughter caught in a confrontation that neither of them had anticipated.
Janie's pussy gushed in a wild burst of sensation, and she found herself smiling as the last musky tang of jizz slid down into her tummy.
"Ummm, that tastes so nice! See, Mom? I like to get my share of cum too! And . . , and there sure is a lot more where that came from! I think I'll just get another taste while I'm at it, okay? You don't mind, do you? I mean, we always share, don't we?"
The words came out as if of their own accord. And almost before she realized what she was doing, the teenager slipped onto the bed between her mother's long spread-open legs, her gaze fastened greedily on the spectacle of Linda's yawning, cream-lathered pussy.
As if she were caught in some terrible dream, Linda couldn't seem to stop it from happening. Her breath sucked in as Janie craned forward, her tongue once again lashing out for more of her brother's precious jizz.
It lapped eagerly across the soaked furrow of her mother's cunt, probing between her swollen pussylips and collecting mingled splatters of cum and cunt-juice with the first tentative stroke.
That initial tongue-jab slithering along her dripping cunt was like an electric prod jolting through Linda's still-hot pussy in a blast of incredible sensation. Too much had happened too swiftly, events careening out of her control until she seemed nothing more than a helpless mass of churning emotions, unable to do anything but stare as the girl's tongue stabbed out again, and then again. Plunging deep into her cunt bush, burrowing up her pussy-gash for the rich thready trail of Brad's jizz. Flitting across her pussy entrance and striking at her engorged clit to sop up the glaze of cum that filmed the fat, plumped button of fuck-flesh.
Taken all at once, the turmoil of emotions seething through her was too much to withstand. She arched up in a taut bow-like spasm, groaning aloud with intertwined disgrace and lust as a blast of unmotherly arousal rippled through her.
"Juhh - Janie please, don't! Ohhh - oh baby, stop that! This . . . this isn't what . . . ahhh! Honey, you don't know what you're - aaannnh! Nuuuhhh!"
Her plea turned into a cry as Janie's tongue dipped into her wet cunt folds again and again, without even the merest hint of hesitation.
Almost before either of them knew it, she was stabbing deep into her mother's slurpy cunt-hole with a determination that was no longer simply for the sake of capturing Brad's load of jism. For the first time in her life, Janie was actually tasting another woman's pussy - tonguing her way up a snug drenched cunt chute and flicking at its inner walls, gulping down the floods of hot juices that flowed into her mouth.
She'd never dreamed of doing such a thing before in her life - and especially not to her own Mom!
But now that it was happening, she was surprised to discover that she liked it. She liked the sensation of plunging her tongue up Linda's cunt to take the explosions of cum and pussy cream that flowed out to greet her. She liked the way her Mom arched off the bed in response, her cries rising to blissful wails of uninhibited delight.
Within moments she was snaking her tongue in and out with a natural fucking motion, gouging up the clenched furrow of her mother's cunthole and swallowing again and again as musky floods of juice poured across her tender young lips as Linda gave in utterly to that delicious attention.
"Unnnh! Ohhhh, oh my Gohhhd, baby, you're . . . you're doing it to me so damned nice! I can't take it honey, can't take that sweet tonguing! It's driving me crazy! Please . . . pleeeeeeease! Gaaannnhhh!''
Reeling upward in wrenches of pure abandon, the older woman found herself careening with new ferocity as her pussy was skewered with quick cock-like jabs, reamed by her daughter's tongue with a natural thoroughness that only another woman could know.
There was no longer any resistance left in her. Too much had happened. Too many revelations and discoveries over the past few days. Too many surprises.
Unaware of anything but the soft eager tongue shoving up her cunt and the incredible waves of bliss sweeping through her, she reached down and tangled her fingers in Janie's long glossy blonde hair. Her ass heaved in rhythmic gyrations, pumping her pussy hard to the girl's mouth and splashing gushes of cream across her chin as she soared to yet another orgasm, the last vestige of motherly inhibition tongued right out of her.
Humping and surging in mutual delight, neither of them had any thought for Brad standing a short distance away, gawking at the whole scene.
"Oh jeez ..."
He hissed out a breath of mesmerized glee, watching his sister's pink wet tongue gouge between their Mom's bloated pussylips as Linda soared up to meet it, her big lush tits jiggling and her face going slack with lust.
Of all his recent experiences, this had to be the wildest yet. For a long frozen moment he only poised there gaping at the spectacle of Janie eating their mother out, her moans muffled by Linda's melting pussyflesh as she gnawed at the woman's cunt and pushed her face even deeper.
"Oh jeez, Janie. Do it. Do it, Sis - eat her cunt! Eat Mom's cunt for her! Yeah!"
Blurting it out, he felt his cock give a nudge of sympathetic pleasure. And that^was all the urging it took. Hell, he wasn't going to get left out of all this action!
Instantly he moved forward, clambering onto the bed. As he drew up into a straddling position over his mother's face, he growled happily across his shoulder.
"Give it to her, Janie! Give it to our hot-cunted bitch of a mom real good, just the way she likes it best! And while you're doing that, Fve got something to give her too! Oh yeah, do I ever!"
As he spoke, he was already easing into position. His red lolling prick dangled above Linda's parted lips, its massive bulbed tip still shiny with wetness and glistening at its slitted pisshole with just a hint of dewy jism.
Then he lowered his cock to her mouth, gasping out loud as its meaty knob sank home.
"Suck it, Mom! Suck on my prick, while Janie eats that fucking pussy of yours right up! Suck my cock good and hard again, so I can fuck you with it some more! Yeah - oh shit, that's it! Yeahhh!"
His tone melted into a gasp as Linda did just that, hardly aware that it was even happening. With Janie's tongue thrusting up her cunt with increasing fury, she automatically clamped her lips around the big soft shaft of cockflesh that wormed between them. Her groans were stifled as she began to suck, her voluptuous body flailing and mouth squeezing in a vise-like grip around her son's meaty prick as she writhed in a sensuous abandon of need, no longer shocked by anything that happened.
"Muuuhhhm! Mumfff ..."
The two teenagers wiggled and squirmed across their mother's rippling body like a pair of happy puppies, Janie reaming out her cunt and Brad grunting with delight as every last inch of his cock was sucked down her throat.
It took no more than the first greedy slurps of Linda's mouth to have his prick swelling all over again, blossoming like a flower in the clutch of her lips to its full, rigid enormity.
And if anything, the feel of Brad's strong youthful slab of cockmeat stiffening across her tongue had Linda humping with even wilder bliss, caught up in a haze of sheer unleashed ecstasy that she could no longer hold back.
The first wave of climax shuddered through her, arching her up in an eruption of orgasm that smashed her cunt to Janie's face.
"Ghhuuhhmm! Muuuhhhmmppff!"
Gurgling in a muffled scream of rapture, she came again and again on the hot little tongue shooting up her pussy. Her ass rolled and wrenched as firecracker-explosions seared through her in an endless chain, catching both teenagers by surprise.
"Fuuuhhhmmm ..."
Janie groaned as well, clinging to her Mom's tautened thighs and tongue-fucking her juice-streaked pussy to ream out every inch of it.
At the same time, Brad humped her chewing mouth with a vengeance, until his cock was once again strumming to full rigid stiffness in the moist velvety clutch of her throat.
It seemed to go on forever. Linda felt as if she were floating on a cloud, rising to a climactic intensity unlike anything she'd ever before experienced. Twisting and heaving and sobbing with, a fulfillment that exceeded all limitations, she continued to thrash in an oblivion of orgasm until at last both teenagers rolled away, gasping and panting with their own exertions.
Dimly, she heard Janie's delighted mewl.
"Ooooh, that was . . . uhhmm, so nice . . ."
And then, Brad's laughing reply.
"Yeah. But that's just the beginning, Sis. Wait'll you see this. Just watch what that pussy of hers does when I fuck my cock into it - oh man, you never saw anything like what Mom can do with a cock shoved up that hot cunt of hers! Just watch!"
Those words hardly penetrated Linda's sated daze. But she no longer cared. Anything could happen. Anything at all. Anything . . .
Even as that admission came, Brad was moving between his mother's open, waiting thighs.
CHAPTER NINE
She had only that single, fleeting instant to realize what he was up to.
Then his big stiffened cock was gouging into the sopping slush of her cunt. His fat inflamed cock-knob slid easily between the still-tingling lips of her pussymouth, and sank inside her.
He began to pump, slicing in and out of her slick dripping cunthole in a gleeful fury as she moaned and twitched beneath him, her vivacious body reacting on pure instinct.
-'Unnnh,. . . oh my sweet, sweet baby. Your prick feels so ... aaahhh, so damned fucking good!"
As if her hips hadn't stopped gyrating at all, they once more began to roll and pump with renewed friction. Her well-worked pussy made wet smacking sounds as it rode up and down along his jabbing cockshaft, grasping at it in convulsions of muscular expertise.
Pistoning his cock to her with hard fast strokes, he laughed with glee and slammed it even deeper up the sucking chute of her pussy.
"That's it, Mom! Let's really show Janie just what a hot-cunted bitch you are! Take it up your pussy-hole - take all my fucking cock! Oh shit, now you're doing it! Yeah, yeah!"
Delighted at her uninhibited response, he hammered his prick home in a fury. It swelled even larger in the grip of her pussy channel, tlirobbing to its full unbelievable enormity inside her.
Linda's widely splayed cuntlips chewed on her son's thick cock, drenching it with steamy juices and pursing around its huge slithering length like a hungry mouth. A fresh series of tremors ripped through her as she clutched his tight young ass and heaved up to take each delicious thrust, already soaring to a crescendo of renewed bliss by his stabbing teenaged cockslab.
"Yuhhh . . . yes! Oh lover, yesss! Shove it in me, damn you! Harder, harderrr! Fuck me, Brad! Fuck me good and hard!"
She wailed the words out, whipping her ass up and down with a sudden ferocity that almost threw him off her. Gasping happily and clinging to his mother's big bouncing tits for leverage, he seesawed in and out of her snug greasy pussy-hole with all his might.
Curled beside the heaving oblivious couple and watching with wide blue eyes that glowed with pleasure, Janie took it all in. She saw her brother's fat prick lunge in and out of their Mom's cunt, saw its rigid cream-slickened length bury itself into her again and again.
"Ooooohh ..."
As she watched, Janie's breath hissed out in a small gasp of mingled fascination and horny arousal. By this time she was thoroughly turned-on, her pussy churning up a juicy froth of tingling excitement that couldn't be denied.
Without taking her eyes off the scene unfolding before her, she reached down and dipped a finger along her own slick, flaring pussy crease.
It sank knuckle-deep into her, and began to worm deeper.
"Take it, Mom!" Brad was shouting. "Take it right up to my balls! Give me all the pussy you've got, bitch! Unnnh!"
Riding atop his writhing mother, Brad caught sight of his big sister's actions. He saw Janie's finger slip up inside her and pull back out, now all slick and filmed with juices. He saw it sink into her cunt again, then again. Picking up speed, until its thrusts matched every stab of his cock up their Mom's cunt.
He grinned widely and reached out, not missing a single cock-stroke up his mother's juicy pussy.
His hand joined Janie's, tickling across her pink dewy cunt and brushing the matted tangle of gold fur around it.
Still humping hard atop his flailing Mom, he slipped a fingertip into the moist slot of his sister's pussy along with her own.
"Ooooh, yes! Ohhh that, that's good, goo-o-od!"
Wiggling onto her back, she sighed as both fingers stretched her tender cuntlips wide and pumped in and out of her in unison.
Both women writhed on the bed, their pussies filled by Brad's finger and cock. It was almost as if he were fucking the two of them at once, his sister and his mother at the same time.
Oh man, this was something else!
Caught up in the whole wild situation, he worked both of their scrumptious cock-pleasing cunts until Linda and Janie were mewling in simultaneous bliss, their lithe bodies going taut with fresh orgasm.
Linda screamed, oblivious to all else but the magnificent shaft of cockmeat driving into her.
At the same time, Janie soared in a much-needed climax of her own, panting ecstatically as she smashed her pussy to the make-believe cock that she and Brad had created.
"Wohhhhh! Braaaaad!"
They came together, soaking up blast after blast of release in a sensual culmination of mutual delight.
Neither of them stopped hunching with delirious rapture until at last Brad pulled back, plucking both his finger and his cock from that incredible pair of insatiable pussies.
Like mother, like daughter. It was an old saying, one he'd heard a thousan× before. And now it came back, spreading a wide knowing smile across his face as he looked down at the two gorgeous, still-twitching women sprawled before him.
He had the two hottest cunts in town right here on the same bed, all sopping wet and ready for action.
And his cock was still pulsing out to quivering erection, more than prepared to give them just that. Oh shit, what an afternoon this was turning out to be!
Hardly able to keep from laughing out loud with sheer joy, he spoke up in a tone of pure husky lust.
"See, Sis? I told you Mom had a great pussy! She can fuck my balls just as dry as you can! Isn't that right, Mom? I'll bet you never get enough cock to fill that cock-sucking cunt of yours do you? In fact, I'll bet you'd like some more right now, wouldn't you? Huh? Want me to fuck my cock in you some more? Or maybe you'd rather get another tonguing, is that it? How about if Janie eats you out a little more, so I can build up a really big load of jizz to fuck into that hungry cunt of yours? Yeah, I'd sure like to see that again! Come on Janie, she wants some more - just look at her! Man, what a bitch! Eat her out a little bit, then we'll all do some more fucking! Hell, why don't you both eat each other out while you're at it? Yeah - that's what I want to see! My own Mom and sister, licking up each other's pussy! Come on, do it!"
That image had his prick wagging up, straining out to a stiffness that made it jolt and buck as it hovered above the two vivacious women's bodies beneath it.
And in her present state of horny abandon, Janie smiled. At the moment, it didn't sound like a bad idea at all. She certainly didn't mind the notion of lapping her mother's slick tangy cunt again. And the added thought of having her own pussy licked at the same time . . .
The temptation was too good to pass up. Without taking time to think it over, she wiggled about on the bed and plunged her attractive young face once more between her Mom's slippery thighs.
For her part, Linda wasn't even listening. Too much had happened in too short a time. She lay gasping for breath, her tits heaving and pussy quivering to an intense awareness she'd never known before.
It was an orgiastic sensation, as if she were floating in a dream and never wanted to wake up. The inhibitions had been stripped away from her one by one, leaving notntng behind but a tremoring mass of sensual depravity that she couldn't deny.
A warm, hungry little tongue slid along her cunt, and she groaned. It probed against the fleshy outer rim of her pussy, and pushed inside her. It began to flicker in and out, turning her groan into a whimper.
"Aaahhhmmm . . . "
At the same time, a pair of long slender legs slipped about her lolling head. A small fuzzy bush of cunt-hair moved into position, brushing against her parted lips.
The sweet, musky aroma of heated cunt filled her throat. Hot moist cuntlips pressed against her mouth, stifling her moans.
Hardly aware of her own actions, she drank up a flood of thick nectar that drooled between her lips. It tasted nice. Her tongue shot out, plunging into Janie's slotted pussy like a rocket. It writhed and thrashed inside her, matching her own tongue-thrusts with a horny need that made her own breath suck in.
A moment later, mother and daughter were eating each other out as naturally as if they'd done it a thousand times before. Their tongues jabbed deep into their twitching pussies, and bellies slapped together as they clung in an embrace of mutual need.
"Mumppfft"
"Guuhhggmm ..."
As Brad looked on, even he was taken by surprise at the greedy fervor with which the two woman attacked each other's cunt. Their arms and legs tangled in an unbreakable grip as they clung together, rolling on the bed and burying their faces between each other's thighs with slick enjoyment. Their pink tongues dipped and plunged with natural expertise as Linda took over, careening atop her daughter and kneeling above her face in a crouch, grinding her cunt onto Janie's quick darting tongue.
"Muhhmmff ..."
"Ghhaagghhm ..."
The older woman's ass was weaving wildly in the air, pummeling her pussy to Janie's face with increasing ferocity.
From his position, Brad could actually see right between her asscheeks at the pink, puckered little rim of her ass winking open and closed with her motions, looking like a hungry little mouth itself.
That spectacle gave him a new idea, one he'd only read about in books.
And even as it struck, he was moving forward with a wicked glimmer of lust flickering in his steady gaze.
"Yeah, that's it. Oh shit, yeah, you two hot-assed bitches are really going lit it now! If I didn't know better, I'd think you'd been doing this lots of times before! And I think Mom's just about ready for another taste of cock, too. Spread her cheeks for me, Sis. I want to get a better view of that tight little asshole of hers!"
If she could have, Janie would've smiled at the lust she could feel emanating from her brother's voice. She reached up without hesitation, her fingers digging into rippling flesh and pulling her mother's ass-globes wide for his inspection.
Vaguely, Linda realized that she was now utterly displayed before his stare, her tongue-filled pussy splitting wide open and her small asshole gaping slickly apart "before her son's gaze in a lewd show.
But she no longer minded. In fact, just the dim knowledge that Brad was watching had her mouthing and lapping into Janie's cunt all the more furiously.
And when she felt the first press of his hard swollen cock-knob gouging against her ass rim, she was too far beyond surprise to resist.
Easing into position, he forced the fat bulb of his prick forward. It shoved her asslips wide with a painful wrench, sliding into her until the whole massive enormity of its helmeted head was stuffed inside her shithole.
"GhuuuhnT"
She wailed into Janie's cunt as her ass was torn open to take her son's pricktip. But before she could do more than wag her hips in a futile attempt to escape, he hunched again.
In all her experiences, she'd never been ass-fucked before. As inch after stiff reaming inch of his cock ripped up into her, she felt as if she were torn literally in half. Her tortured shit chute was filled with wrenching cockmeat, her ass muscles shoved apart and clamping around his prick as if in an effort to force it out of her.
But Brad didn't stop. He heaved again, and again. More and more of his erect cock bored into his flopping mother's asshole, until its length was totally stuffed up her ass.
Then, before she had time to do more than twist in a mixture of horniness and pain, he began to pump.
"Take it up your ass, Mom! I'm gonna fuck this tight hot hole of yours until I blast my jizz right up inside your shitter! Take it - take it good!"
He pounded forward, slamming between her splayed ass-cheeks with an intensity that made the whole bed shudder under them. His heavy cum-filled balls slid and rolled along Janie^s slickened face as she continued to hold her Mom's ass open wide for each thrust, at the same time attacking the woman's gushing pussy with new fury.
Captured in the midst of a barrage of sensations, Linda was completely helpless. Those first violent cockthrusts hurt like hell, piercing through her ass like the stabs of a smoking, red-hot poker.
But simultaneously, she found that it felt nice as well. Her ass muscles relaxed to take her son's rigid fucker, snapping around its snaking hugeness in a taut rubbery grip.
And with Janie's lips and tongue working her pussy up to a renewed froth of climactic bliss, her ultimate response was inevitable.
On hands and knees, chewing at her daughter's hairy cunt slit and arching on her son's prick, she began to hunch backward to meet his lunges. Her overstretched asshole made depraved, smacking sounds of appreciative suction as it was thoroughly worked by his big fat teenaged fuckrod. Her cunt burst in an outpour of juice that filmed her daughter's face as Janie lapped as fast as she could to keep up.
With a gurgle of pure degradation, Linda slammed onto both mouth and cock with a glee she wouldn't have believed possible.
And it came as no surprise to any of them when her bounteous body began to shiver once again, churning with climactic frenzy.
"Muuumgghh! Guuuhhhmmm!"
She seesawed in soaring bliss, coming hard and slamming her tongue down Janie's cunt as yet another chain of delectable orgasms raged through her.
That was all it took to set off Janie's climax as well, as she humped and thrashed like an eel.
And even Brad couldn't withstand the onslaught of his Mom's shithole ramming itself onto his cock. He cried out, unable to hold back another moment.
"I'm gonna cum! Gonna cum right up into your ass, slut! Gonna cream your fucking asshole like you never had it before! I'm . . . I'm gonna . . . ohhhh, shiiiiiit!"
Yelping loudly and drilling his prick to her even harder, he let his load rip.
"Goddamn!"
Linda gave a delirious enraptured shriek as the first splashes of cock-juice spurted deep into her ass. His monster slab of cockflesh bucked and lurched in her bubbling asshole, splattering its dank walls with jizz and filling her shitter with hot sticky fluid until it overflowed, letting splatters of excess fly from around his scissoring cock across Janie's face.
All three of them came together in a heaving mass of orgasm. This was their wildest experience yet, and each of them wanted to soak up every last twinge of pleasure from it.
But Brad wasn't quite finished yet. Even as he emptied his cock into the sucking clamp of his Mom's asshole, he had one more task to perform, and he knew it.
Finally pulling his prick from the groove of Linda's reddened ass, he let it flop loosely free.
"Nunnngggh . . . "
Crooning in a satisfied haze, she slumped on the bed in a heap.
Then he was in motion once more, scuttling across the bed and sprawling atop the still-twitching body of his big sister.
Chuckling hoarsely, he battered his dripping cock at her gaping little pussy.
"Come on, Janie! I still think I've got a little spunk left, if you hurry! I wanna fuck it up your pussy! Do it, Sis - take the rest of my jizz!"
His slick cock had already begun to droop, but it wasn't totally soft just yet. Sliding it deftly between her delicate pooched pussylips, he resumed pumping as if he'd never stopped.
"Ooooh, yesss! Fuck me good with your cock, Brad! Fuck some of your cum into me like you did Mom! Waaannnh ..."
Purring joyfully, Janie took her brother's cock gladly. After being tongued and fingered to a rich glowing peak, she was ripe for fucking. Her cunt rode up to take the slippery half-shrunken shaft of his prick, working it to full stiffness once more.
Gasping and grunting and giggling together, they fucked each other with the last dregs of strength left in them.
Lying sprawled beside their heaving young bodies, Linda heard their cries. She heard the wet slicing noises Brad's cock made in his sister's cunt, slurping in and out of her and swelling for one last glorious eruption.
And as those sounds sneaked through her sated daze, she smiled.
Nothing remained the same. Children grew up, learned to appreciate new things, and began to make their way in the world. Teenagers gained experience, and left home as adults. Life was a constant challenge to learn, no matter how one hid from it.
And even a lonely, overprotective mother who'd long since denied her own natural needs in a blind pretense, was capable of learning a few new tricks.
Smiling softly and listening to the delightful sounds of her children fucking, Linda knew that none of them would ever be the same again. If anything, they could only grow closer than before from the revelations of the past days.
And best of all, she need never hide from her own desires, even if it meant breaking away from the security of her own home and entering the real world again.
For the first time in years, she began to see an end to her own loneliness.
So she couldn't help but smile, and even laugh aloud with pleasure as Brad and Janie humped each other to frantic climax, both of them working the last traces of jism out of his balls until they were utterly drained.
Then, with her children snuggling wearily on the bed beside her and chatting in whispers as they caught their breaths, with their hands roving possessively over her voluptuous body and plucking at her tits and probing her bloated pussy and ass and wanning her to a nice steamy tingle all over again, she knew that a new border had been crossed.
They were a happy, uninhibited little family. There'd be no more secrets among them ever again.
And who knew what discoveries they might make tomorrow.
Linda was still smiling, looking forward to the future like never before, when hot hungry fingers reached for her cunt.
