TURNED ON MOM is the story of a teenage boy and his mother. They find themselves victims of the ravages of sexual need, and seek release in the heat of each other's bodies. They have no trouble setting aside the traditional taboo against incest as their lust becomes the most important factor in their lives.
Once they break the taboo, one perversion leads to another until they are enmeshed in a sordid imbroglio of lasciviousness. Their friends are drawn into the web of carnal delight and their lives are devoted to greater and greater pleasures.
This account of sexual aberration is strictly fictional, but we all know that some of our neighbors and acquaintances are acting out these scenes in their real, everyday lives. In these pages, those of us who've had no firsthand knowledge of these practices can get a glimpse of what goes on behind the drawn drapes of middle America.
-The Publisher
Chapter One
"You've got the juiciest tits in town!" Clyde Hillman said.
Thirty-six-year-old Susan Potter quivered at the words. Her eighteen-year-old son, Wade, was in the house, and she hoped to God the boy was asleep. It just wouldn't do to have a teenage boy overhear his mother getting fucked by a hot date.
Clyde Hillman was definitely the hottest date Susan had had in a long time. She was usually careful about bringing men home, but
Clyde had succeeded in getting her so worked up that she had decided to take a chance.
He had her tits out now, her blouse open and her bra pulled up to expose her heavy melons. Her nipples were long and hard.
Standing behind her, his chest pressed against her back and his stiff cock pressed against her ass, Clyde wrapped his arms around her and busily hefted her hanging tits.
God, how good it felt to have her nipples fingered like that! He's certainly a tit man! she thought with an inward giggle. And she had the boobs for it. Since the age of fourteen, when they'd first ballooned out, her tits had been her major asset. Sometimes she thought that rat Lester, the husband she'd divorced ten years before, had married her only because of her tits.
"Let's get to a bed and fuck!" Clyde hissed.
She purred and squirmed her ass against his hard cock. She'd already had her hands briefly on his cock earlier in the evening and she knew he was well-hung. That's what she needed tonight-a well-hung fucker to fuck her brains out. Clyde was about forty and he seemed experienced enough to give her a good time.
"Come along," she said. "But please try to be quiet. My son is in the house." _
He kept both hands on her ass as he walked behind her. She loved having her ass squeezed, and she liked a man who paid as much attention to her ass as to her tits.
Inside her bedroom, after she carefully closed the door, they fell on the bed and fused their mouths in a hungry kiss.
Her cunt was dripping like a faucet. She g could feel her cuntjuice oozing out of her pussy to flow down the insides of her thighs and into the crack of her ass.
Wet panties again! she thought. Sticky hot cream to be sucked up by a man. She hoped Clyde would go down on her. She'd never ask him, at least not on their first date, but she would hint at it and hope for the best. Having her pussy thoroughly sucked was an important part of the fun for her, sometimes almost as important as fucking.
Clyde's hand now moved between her legs and along the insides of her thighs to find the crotch of her panties. He pushed his fingers inside to prod and pinch her juice-drenched cuntlips.
"Mmmmmmm!" she mewled. "That feels good!"
Kicking off her shoes, she lay back and let him undress her. He pulled her pantyhose and panties off together, peeling them off her legs and feet and tossing them away. She wriggled out of her blouse and loose bra as she watched him strip off his own clothes.
Watching a man pull down his shorts to unveil his cock had always turned her on. Clyde's cock and hairy balls now suddenly appeared, his heavy fuck-pole swinging and bobbing.
A shiver of lust rode up her back when he closed his fist around his cock and milked his meat.
Then he was on the bed, running his hands over her body, kissing her tits, sucking her nipples.
Her fingers found his cock. She tested the hardness of his cockshaft, pinched his fat spongy cockhead, and then probed lower down to enjoy the weight of his hairy balls.
She needed fucking, but she knew that if she waited until the tension built up to a fever pitch, she'd enjoy the fucking much more.
Clyde had his hand between her legs now, his fingers spreading her thick cuntlips, stirring up her cuntjuice, probing into the wet mouth of her cunthole. Stiffening his middle finger, he slowly pushed it deep inside her flooded fuck-channel.
She squirmed with pleasure. His finger felt almost as good as a cock. She remembered all those times as a young girl when a boy's finger was all she ever allowed.
Clyde pulled his mouth off her tit and smiled. "I knew you'd be a hot piece," he said. He could feel her cuntjuice sloshing against his palm as he massaged the meat of her cunt. She was really more than just a hot piece-she promised to be the best fuck he'd had in a long time. She had a great body, a slender frame with big tits and a firm round ass. She looked much younger than her age and it was hard to believe she had an eighteen-year-old son. Christ, what gorgeous nipples-big and pink and just asking to be sucked! But what he really wanted to suck was her pussy. He slipped another finger inside her cunt and reamed her cunthole with a screwing motion.
"How'd you like a little head?" he asked.
Susan chuckled. "I don't think that would hurt at all!"
She liked his confidence. It was nice to be with a man who was at ease with himself. Some men just refused to lick a pussy and you never found out about it until it was too late.
She arranged her body, raised up her knees and opened her legs, pulled a pillow under her head so that she'd be able to watch.
She wondered about Wade. Was he asleep? It suddenly occurred to her that her son was really the most important man in her life. She was about to have her cunt sucked out by a man who was almost a complete stranger. She wondered if Wade ever went down on his girlfriends. Sometimes she caught herself having the hots for him, her own sort, but so far she had controlled herself. It sure was crazy to think about Wade, while Clyde was zeroing in on her cunt.
He had his mouth oh her pussy now, his nose combing her cunt hair and his lips and tongue pushing apart her cuntlips. She pulled her knees back until her kneecaps touched her tits. This brought her cunt up and made it easier for her to watch the action.
The first probing of his tongue inside her cunthole made her shudder with pleasure.
"Oh, lover, suck my pussy!" she groaned.
She loved having a man's mouth down there licking her cunt-meat and slurping up her cuntjuice and treating her like a female animal. She loved feeling a man's tongue fucking in and out of her cunthole while his nose massaged her clit.
Clyde was an accomplished cuntlapper. He kept his head moving so that his face thoroughly massaged the meat of her cunt. She appreciated that. Some men seemed to just fall asleep once they got their nose in her pussy. There was nothing in the world more frustrating than a man giving head and falling down on the job. God, how nice it was now!
"Oh, shit, I think I'm coming!" she hissed. "Eat me, honey! Suck my cunt!"
A series of shudders ran through her body as the orgasm washed over her.
"Fuck me!" she groaned.
She needed his cock in there now. She kept her knees pulled up as he climbed into the saddle. She looked down and watched him fit his big cockhead into the socket of her cunthole. A moment later she groaned as he slid the entire length of his cock into the hot grip of her dripping fuck channel.
Not far away, sitting up on his bed with his fist closed around the throbbing shaft of his cock, Wade Potter imagined his mother getting fucked and slowly jerked off.
He was awake when she came home with the man. He always waited up for her on weekends because there was a chance she'd let the guy fuck her. The noises they made, his mother's moaning and groaning, always turned him on and forced him to beat his meat.
It was damn exciting to imagine his sexy mother getting fucked! Every one of Wade's friends told him he had the best-looking mother of them all. She was the focus of all his horny thoughts. He had hardly any experience with girls, nothing more than a few quick feels. He was much too shy and much too anxious. He envied some of his friends who had girls they fucked steady. A few guys even bragged about getting regular blowjobs. How shitty it was to be a virgin at eighteen!
Pulling on his hard throbbing prick and playing with his balls, Wade wondered what it would be like to fuck his mother. He'd been thinking about it for years. The first time the idea had occurred to him, he'd been shocked by it, but by now he was used to his fantasy and he could relax and enjoy it.
His mother certainly had the most luscious tits in the world. Sometimes when she lounged around the house without a bra, her nipples looked about ready to pop right through her blouse. He'd give both arms and legs for five minutes sucking at those tits. Christ, what a treat that would be!
He was jealous of the guy with her, whoever he was. He didn't blame his mother-she needed sex just like any healthy woman-but the knowledge that some guy was in there playing with his mother's tits and pussy made Wade burn with jealousy.
He could hear his mother moaning now, and he instinctively knew that each sound she made came at the end of a pounding stroke of the man's cock in her cunt.
Thinking about his mother's juicy cunt made Wade increase the tempo of his pumping fist. Christ, what a cunt she must have! He'd once seen a picture in a magazine of a woman who looked like his mother. The woman had been stark naked except for stockings and a garter belt, and she'd been posed in a chair with her legs up and spread wide open to show her hairy cunt. Wade had jerked off a hundred times to that picture and then had destroyed it for fear his mother would find it and realize how much the woman resembled her.
He imagined himself fucking his mother, imagined himself holding her heavy tits in his hands while he pumped his cock slowly in and out of her juicy cunt.
The cries from his mother's bedroom increased in frequency now, and the boy imagined that it was he who was causing them, that it was the stroking of his cock that his mother was responding to with cries and groans.
I've got to get laid, Wade thought. He had to find a girl who would let him fuck her. He couldn't go on like this-he'd go crazy!
"Oh, God, fuck me!" his mother cried.
He heard the words distinctly, almost as though he were in the room with them. Speeding up the pumping of his cock, he shut his eyes tight, clenched his teeth, and blew his nuts. A geyser of hot white jism spewed out of his bloated cockhead to spurt into the air.
"Oh, Jesus!" the boy groaned. "Oh, Jesus fucking Christ!"
Chapter Two
In the morning mother and son each sat over their breakfast quietly thinking about the night before. Susan felt content, her body at ease and her mind tranquil. Clyde had given her a thorough fucking and now she could bask in the feeling of completion. She had slept all night with Clyde's sticky jism in her cunt, but in the morning she had cleaned out her pussy with a douche and now she felt motherly and virtuous again.
"Have some more bacon," she said to Wade.
He was bare-chested. Her eyes roved over his hard young muscles as she wondered whether he'd heard her fucking the night before. She was always embarrassed by how much noise she made when she had a thick cock reaming out her cunt. If Wade wasn't aware of the noises that a woman made when she was being fucked, then he'd learn about them soon enough. Was he a virgin? She'd heard that kids were fucking at a very young age these days. She tried to picture Wade pumping his cock in and out of the pussy of a teenage girl. She quickly pushed the image out of her mind when she realized the thought of Wade's cock was turning her on.
Wade was also thinking about fucking, but the female in his mind was not a teenage girl but his mother. His memory of the previous night was impossible to ignore. No matter how often he jerked off-and he'd done it again this morning-it just didn't help. Now he had his mother's heaving tits in front of his eyes, and once again he could think about nothing except fucking her.
Her tits were covered, of course, but the thin robe she wore didn't hide very much. He could make out the shape of each luscious tit and the thrust of her nipples. His mouth watered with his desire to suck.
He suddenly blurted out, "Say, Mom, can I ask a sort of intimate question?"
Susan chuckled. "Sure, honey, what is it?"
"Was I a bottle baby? I mean did you use a bottle when you fed me?"
"Definitely not!" Susan laughed. "I had more than enough milk for you!"
A flush came to his cheeks and his cock twitched when he thought of himself sucking on her tits when he was an infant.
Susan noticed his discomfort and she was amused. "There were times when I thought you'd chew my tits to a pulp," she said. "You sucked like a little demon!"
He flushed again and rose up from the table. He had a hard-on. Susan noticed it, but she pretended to ignore it.
"I'm going out," Wade said. "I think I'll go over to Dulcie Manning's place and see what she's doing."
Dulcie Manning was a girl Wade occasionally dated. Things hadn't yet gone further than kissing, but he knew that if there was any chance of him getting laid soon, Dulcie would be the girl. Christ, the way it looked, it was either that or rape his mother!
I've got to make it with Dulcie, he thought. It was the only way.
He found the pretty blonde teenager in her back yard. Dulcie was sunbathing, doing her nails, and reading a movie magazine-all at the same time. Her parents were away and she was glad to see him.
"There's some beer in the fridge," she said.
He brought out a cold six-pack, and soon he forgot all about his mother as his attention centered on Dulcie's jiggling tits and firm little ass. The bikini swimsuit she was wearing hardly covered any of her body. It occurred to Wade that this was really the first time he'd had a good look at her tits. Her nipples were covered, of course, but he could see enough of the shape of her tits to judge what they were like. His mother had bigger boobs, but Dulcie's were big enough. He found himself with a hard-on.
"You've got a real nice chassis," he said.
Dulcie giggled. She was a cute little package, but she wasn't too smart. Wade didn't care. He intended to fuck her pussy and not her brain. The trouble was that he had no idea of how to get to first base. He cursed himself for being a dumb clod. Shit, he was no smarter than Dulcie!
"I like your chassis, too," Dulcie said, her blue eyes moving across his chest and finally down to his tight crotch.
Well, at least it's a beginning, Wade thought. He ran his fingers over the soft skin of her arm and tickled the upper slope of her left tit near her armpit.
She giggled again and twisted away. "That tickles!"
"Come on, Dulcie!" Wade said. "Let me have a feel. You've let me before."
"That's when we're kissing," she said coyly.
"What's the goddam difference? Don't be a tease!"
"You promise not to tickle?"
Without bothering to answer, once again he ran his hand up her arm. This time his fingers danced over the globe of her tit until he had his whole hand cupping her luscious pear-shaped boob. Christ, how delicious it was to squeeze her pulpy girl-flesh! He could feel her nipple hardening under the thin nylon of her halter top.
"Can anybody see us?" he breathed.
"I don't think so," Dulcie purred. She was as turned-on as he was now, and she knew what he wanted. With a deft movement of her hands, she untied the halter top and let it slip away.
"Oh, Jesus!" Wade croaked.
The sight of her pink-nippled tits made his blood race. He closed his hands over her boobs, squeezed and fondled her firm flesh, pinched and tugged at her succulent-looking nipples. At last, unable to control himself, he lowered his head and sucked one of her nipples into his mouth.
Dulcie quivered. She moaned softly. She held up her tit with her hand and watched with fascinated eyes as he sucked and slurped at her sensitive nipple. When she finally pulled her tit out of his mouth, her face was flushed and her breathing ragged.
"Do the other one," she said softly.
Wade huirried to oblige. This was the first time he'd ever had a tit in his mouth and the experience was blowing his mind. He sucked on her right tit now, chewing gently on her nipple, teasing her sensitive flesh until she mewled with pleasure.
He moved a hand across her leg and along the inside of her thigh. She remained absolutely motionless as his fingers fluttered over her crotch. He could feel the bulge of her pussy through the thin nylon of her bikini. He finally plastered all of his hand against her covered cunt and rubbed the area with his palm.
"Oh, God, don't do that!" Dulcie said with a .quavering voice. "It gets me hot and then I can't stop!"
She pushed his hand away from her cunt, pulled her tit out of his mouth, and quickly reassembled her halter top.
"That's enough for now," she said. "My folks are coming home soon. You'd better go."
It was no use arguing with her about it. His cock was ready to explode in his pants, but if she realized it she didn't care. As a consolation, she offered him a date sometime soon.
He went home. Hiding his stiff cock by keeping his hands in his pockets, he entered the house and found it empty. His mother was out somewhere. He was thankful for that-at least he had the place to himself for a while.
Inside his room, he quickly stripped off his pants and shorts. The window was half-open, but he didn't care. There was no one on the back porch and behind the house there was nothing but a stretch of woods. Besides, if anyone wanted to watch him jerk off they were welcome to it. He was so fucking hot he didn't give a shit!
Standing in front of the dresser mirror, he admired the length and thickness of his cock and slowly pumped his meat with his fist. He couldn't wait. The pressure and the tension and the memory of Dulcie's juicy tits overwhelmed his mind and forced his hand to stroke his cock like a high-speed milking machine.
"Aaaaarrrggghhh!" he groaned, throwing his head back and shooting his pelvis forward as spurt after spurt of hot, thick jism jetted out of his swollen cock.
It was good. It wasn't as good as he knew fucking would be, but it was still good. As he slumped down on the bed, his cock wet and dripping jism, he wondered if his mother ever noticed all the jism stains on the bedsheets.
His mother.
Christ, he thought, I'd like to fuck my cock right up her sweet pussy!
Chapter Three
Unknown to Wade, his mother was not where he thought she was, not downtown shopping, not at the Blue Horse Cocktail Lounge where she sometimes passed an afternoon, not anywhere except right there on the back porch outside his window.
She'd been dozing on a chaise when he came home. She had the chaise flat out, so that her body was below the level of the window sill and from inside the room there was no way
Wade could have seen her. She was half asleep when she realized he was in his room, and then she simply sat up with motherly interest to have a look at him and discovered him with his fist madly pumping his cock and his face contorted in the midst of an orgasm.
Her heart was pounding so hard she thought it would burst through her rib cage, as she watched him to the end. She was hypnotized. She had always wondered about the size of his equipment, and now she could see everything, every inch of his rampant young cock and every jiggle of his tight pink balls. Her hand slipped down to her pussy, and soon she was masturbating along with her son, fingering her cunt as she watched him pump his cock.
Watching him come, watching the copious jets of thick jism spewing out of his cockhead was the most exciting thing she had ever seen in her life.
Oh, God, what a lovely juicy cock he had!
Afterward, when Wade was shocked to learn that she was home, she pretended she'd been asleep all the while on the back porch.
At the first opportunity she stole off to the bathroom to finish frigging her pussy. One foot up on the toilet seat, her eyes watching herself in the mirror, her fingers whipped her cuntjuice into a thick cream as she gave herself two delicious orgasms.
In the evening they had dinner together. Mother and son sat quietly at the table, each lost in a reverie. The idea of fucking her obsessed Wade now, and his eyes kept returning to her tits as he tried to compare them with Dulcie's. He wondered what it would feel like to have his mother's heavy tits in his hands, to be able to suck on her nipples the way he'd sucked on Dulcie's nipples.
Susan, in turn, found her mind filled with all sorts of lewd images concerning her son. The memory of his hard cock, of his swollen cockhead appearing and disappearing as he pumped his foreskin, of the geyser of white jism spurting out of his pisshole consumed her brain. Years had passed since she'd last seen his cock, and at that time he'd been no more than a child. Now he was almost a man. Her pussy twitched as she imagined what it would feel like to have his beautiful cock stretching her sensitive cuntlips.
After dinner, his lust aroused now by the simple presence of his mother, Wade locked himself in his room. This time he made sure the window shade was down to the window sill. Fishing out some of the magazines he kept hidden under his clothes in a bottom drawer, he stretched out on the bed and studied the pictures of pretty girls with their tits and cunts and asses completely exposed. Sometimes it was hard to believe there were so many girls willing to take off their clothes in front of a camera. He had his favorites. The girls with heavy tits and juicy-looking cunts, the girls who reminded him of his mother were the girls that turned him on the most.
The pictures that evening were somehow not enough to soothe his frenzy. Now that he'd had his mouth on Dulcie's tits and his hand almost on her bare cunt, he wanted more than just a picture.
The idea of peeping on his mother suddenly popped into his head.
Jesus Christ, he thought, why not? If he didn't, he'd go crazy!
He waited until he heard his mother go into her room to get ready for bed, and then he moved as quietly as possible and climbed out of the window in his room and onto the back porch.
There was her window only a few feet away. The shade was up just a crack, but it was enough!
Creeping across the intervening space, he slowly craned up his head and peered into her room.
She was standing near the bed with her back to the window and her skirt raised as she peeled off her pantyhose. A moment later her panties came down and for the first time in his life Wade saw his mother's naked ass.
His chest heaved and his breath caught in his throat at the beauty of it. The sight of the white swells of her ass, of the plump mounds of her asscheeks split by the deep dark crack between them, made his cock so hard he had to stiffen his legs to loosen up his crotch. When she bent over a bit to pick up her pantyhose and panties from the bed, the exposure of dark cunt hair between the tops of her thighs and under her ass made him tremble.
Opening his pants, he brought his cock out into the night air. With his eyes glued to the crack between the window shade and the window sill, the crack that made it possible for him to see everything in the room, he fingered his cock and balls and began slowly jerking off.
Inside the room, completely naked from the waist down, his mother walked back and forth taking care of her clothes. Outside the room, Wade cursed and fumed with frustration. He wanted a look at her pussy and she seemed to be deliberately avoiding showing herself to the window.
His wait was not in vain and in a moment he had more than he expected. Abruptly sitting down on the edge of the bed, she raised up one leg to have a look at her foot and he suddenly had a total view of her hairy cunt.
He had to clench his teeth and use all his strength to keep from shooting his load against the wall of the house.
He stared at his mother's cunt. She had her foot down now, but her legs were wide open and he could see everything. He could see her thick drooping cuntlips, the pink-red meat between them, and the knob and shaft of her clit. He knew all about what a woman looked like from the pictures in his magazines. But knowing it was one thing, and seeing it was something else. His mother's cunt in the flesh was definitely more exciting than any cunt he'd ever seen in a photograph.
He had an urge to fly into the room and mash his mouth down against that lush hairy crotch. He imagined himself sucking the meat of her cunt into his mouth, probing his tongue into her cunthole as he sucked up her cunt-juice.
"Oh, Jesus!" he breathed.
As if the mere sight of her naked cunt wasn't enough to drive the poor boy crazy, his mother now opened her legs even further and began closely examining her pussy.
Using the fingers of both hands, she pulled open her meaty cuntlips and squeezed out the head of her clit.
Wade stifled a groan. He could see the pearly pink button of her clit protruding out of its hood and the mouth of her cunthole lower down.
His eyes goggled as his mother pushed two fingers inside her cunt and jiggled her hand.
She was jerking off! She had her thumb on her clit now, massaging it as she pistoned her fingers in and out of her cunthole. Mesmerized, he watched the motions of her hand as she worked her cunt-meat. The frigging, however, continued for no more than a minute. Pulling her fingers out of her cunt, she wiped them with a kleenex and began unbuttoning her blouse. A moment later the heavy globes of her tits were uncovered and Wade feasted his eyes at last on his mother's long thick nipples.
How often he'd gawked at the shape of her melon tits when they were covered up, and now here they were hanging naked in front of his eyes!
They drooped a bit, but not more than one would expect from their weight. She was a woman in full bloom, a luscious woman with a pretty face and a ripe body. God, how ripe! The quivering of her nipples as her body moved was enough to drive him wild!
She rose up again, turned slightly, and once again leaned over, this time to pull down the bedsheet. Her tits hung down like heavy fruit, swaying with each movement of her body. Her nipples were like long succulent spikes, rising out of dark dollar-sized crowns. A soft moan escaped his throat as she straightened up and put her hands on her ass, as she squeezed and fondled her jiggling flesh.
He suddenly muffled a,grunt by clenching his teeth as he found himself unable to hold back, unable to withstand the demanding pressure of the jism in his balls. His mouth hanging open, his breath snorting through his nose, he shot his wad in four great spurts and splattered his jism against the wall as he watched his mother heft her tits in her hands and then drop a nightgown over her head and body.
His breath rasping, his body trembling, the spent boy crept back to his room.
Chapter Four
In the early hours of the morning Susan opened her eyes in a panic. She had been dreaming about Wade, dreaming that they were fucking, when suddenly her long-dead mother had appeared in the dream and screamed at Susan that she was a slut.
Sweet Jesus, Susan thought, things are bad enough without Mother getting involved!
She was horny again. She had a suspicion that Wade had been spying on her when she undressed for bed earlier, but she wasn't sure. There had been no more than a feeling, a sensation that someone had been watching her, but the idea of showing her body to Wade like that was terribly exciting.
She remembered now that she'd actually had her fingers in her cunt for a short time. Had Wade watched her frigging her pussy? It's only fair, she thought with a smile. She had watched him jerk off, and it was only fair that he had a turn watching her.
The memory of the scene she had witnessed early that day brought a quiver to her cunt. Slipping a hand between her legs, she fingered open her cuntlips and teased her clit. Her pussy was wet, the thick juice oozing out of her cunthole to coat her sensitive tissues. She scooped up some of the juice on her finger and spread it around, making sure to cover her clit with it. Her little clit was already hard and firm, quivering under her touch.
Once again, breathing heavily, she thought about Wade's cock. She tried to imagine what it would be like to suck him off. Would his cock throb and jerk as she touched it, as she wrapped her lips around his cockshaft and took him into her throat? She loved the look of his cock when it was outlined in the crotch of his pants, when all she could see was the lovely bulge of his cock and balls. God, she could almost feel his fuck-meat stretching her mouth and pushing into her throat!
Her son certainly wasn't a child any longer-his cock was big enough to satisfy any woman. She pictured him fucking, his ass bucking as he pumped his cock in and out of a cunt. Such a cute little ass, so hard and so masculine!
Her fingers increased their movements in her cunt as she squirmed her hips to increase the pleasure. She fucked her cunt-channel with two fingers, and then she added another finger to achieve the thickness of a cock-Wade's cock. She spread her legs, pushed her fingers inside her cunt as far as they would go, and imagined his big cock, his massive and magnificent cock, ramming her cunt, pushing deep into her pussy as he pumped her closer and closer to an orgasm.
Oh, God, I'm so horny! she thought.
Squeezing and fondling her tits with her left hand, she rolled and pinched her stiff nipples as her right hand continued fucking her cunt. In her mind it was Wade's hand on her tits, Wade's cock pumping her juice-drenched pussy.
Her clit protruded from its hood like a stalk, quivering and swollen, demanding attention.
Then, as she stroked her pussy, it occurred to her that at this hour Wade would be fast asleep. She had the crazy idea that if she did it carefully enough, and if Wade were sleeping deeply enough, she might be able to suck his cock without waking him up. The idea seemed completely ridiculous at first, but the more she thought about it the more she realized she wanted it to happen. After a while there seemed no way to resist it. She could almost taste his hot jism sliding down her throat.
Sliding her legs over the bed, she rose up. She walked as if in a dream, moving silently across the room, her footsteps muffled by the carpet as she left her bedroom and walked into the hallway.
She paused at Wade's door, listening carefully to make certain he was asleep. She heard nothing. Opening the door, she entered the room.
The small light on the back porch illuminated the room just enough for her to make out Wade stretched out on his bed completely naked.
She quivered at the sight of his cock lying across his thigh. Her eyes feasted on the beauty of his long thick fuck-pole, his foreskin almost covering the end of his wide flat cockhead, his cockshaft smooth and white, as big as a man's but with the charm of youth.
Was he a virgin? She wondered if his lovely cock had ever been inside a pussy.
Moving carefully, she reached out and touched his cock, trembling as her fingers held his soft flesh. Oh, God, how beautiful it was!
Squeezing gently, she slowly slid back his foreskin. His broad red cockhead came fully out of the folds of silky skin. Her heart pounded in her chest as she stared at the plum-shaped fruity knob of her son's prick.
She lowered herself to her knees, pressing her stomach against the edge of the bed to support her weight.
May the Lord have mercy on my soul! she thought with a shudder.
Sniffing his crotch hair and then along the length of his cock, she finally slipped his cockhead into her mouth.
The first taste of her son's prick caused a flood of cuntjuice to gush out of her pussy.
She sucked gently, taking no more than half his cockhead between her lips, savoring his musky smell and manly taste. Then she opened her mouth wider and gradually took in more of his cock-meat, her lips slipping over his spongy cockhead until they were in the groove behind the flared rim.
She had all of his cockhead in her mouth now, and she sucked on the juicy knob with relish. His cock was gradually stiffening, and she had the pleasure of feeling it swell in her mouth. As his cockhead grew bigger, it ballooned out into a warm throbbing fruit, a delicacy made for sucking by a woman's lips.
She trembled with a need for the sensation of the spongy meat of his cockhead pressing against the back of her throat. She began sliding the ring of her lips further down his thick cockshaft, taking more and more of his fuck-meat into her mouth, until finally she had her nose in his crotch hair and his cockhead jammed in her throat.
She had to pull back in order to avoid gagging. She liked having a cock as deep in her throat as possible, if only for a moment, but she was afraid Wade would wake up if she tried.
Slipping her mouth off his cockhead, she licked back down his shaft to tongue his hairy balls.
She lapped his balls, licking his hairy ball-sac, dribbling saliva out of her mouth to coat the wrinkled skin. She thought of the jism he had stored there, his thick young jism that she'd seen spouting out of his cock when she secretly watched him jerk off that afternoon. How wonderful it would be to get a mouthful of his lovely hot cream, to have great gobs of it sliding down her throat to her stomach! A boy his age probably had an endless supply of the stuff, and she'd be able to drink his fuck-cream until she had her fill of him.
Pulling her mouth back, she once more sucked his cockhead between her lips. He was completely hard now, his cockhead bloated and fat, his cockshaft stiff and throbbing. She began a rhythmic sucking, her lips sliding up and down on his cock-meat, her mouth fucking his cock like a cunt.
Be careful! she thought. Please, God, don't let him wake up!
Sometimes a cock felt better in her mouth than in her cunt. She could certainly feel more of it, every inch of the hard shaft, and when a guy came in her mouth it was always much more exciting than when he did it in her pussy. She loved having her mouth stuffed with a man's randy fuck-meat. How delicious it was! The fact that the cock she was now mouth-fucking belonged to her son, the fact that it was utterly forbidden, made it that much more thrilling.
What a slut I am! she thought with an inward giggle. Her Bible-reading mother would faint at this! She was sucking off her own son and loving every jab of his fat cockhead at the back of her throat!
She tried to imagine what it would be like to have him fuck her. She pictured his swollen cockhead pushing into the mouth of her cunthole, stretching her cuntlips, jabbing at the end of her fuck-channel. She would have her hands on his ass, squeezing his muscular asscheeks as he pumped his cock in her pussy. Maybe she'd play with his asshole, stick a finger in there to really jazz him up. Sticking a finger in a man's ass while he was fucking her usually turned him into a wild bull.
The idea of Wade fucking her thrilling her to the core, she slipped a hand down between her legs and fingered her cunt as she continued sucking his cock. She was soon fucking her pussy to the same rhythm as her mouth fucked his prick. She had always wondered what it would be like to fuck two men at once, to have a cock in her mouth and in her cunt at the same time. Maybe some day she'd find out. The thought of it brought a gush of warm juice out of her pussy. She took Wade's cockhead more deeply into her throat and squeezed her throat muscles on his cock-meat. She giggled inwardly as she thought of the wild dream he must be having. He was bucking his hips now, fucking his cock in and out of her mouth with gentle strokes.
Did he ever dream about her? She had more than once caught a look in his eyes when she showed too much of her tits or let her dress ride up her legs to show the insides of her thighs. Did he ever imagine her with her mouth on his cock, sucking him like she was doing now?
His cock was terribly hard, throbbing and threatening to explode. The heat of it in her mouth was exquisite. She continued moving her mouth up and down on his thick pulsating prick and finger-fucking her juicy cunt at the same time.
A slight moan suddenly escaped Wade's lips and Susan's heart almost stopped beating. She stared with frightened eyes up at his face, but he remained sleeping. She kept her mouth on his cockshaft, ringing his hard flesh with her stretched lips. Then she began slowly sucking him again, her tongue licking around the tight slick roundness of his cockhead and tickling the sensitive underside. His cock jerking in a spasm, he thrust up his hips in his sleep and jammed his cockhead more deeply into her throat.
She pumped her fingers in her cunt faster now, screwing her hand with each stroke to stretch the mouth of her cunthole and rub her throbbing clit. Afraid to wake him with the rocking of her body, she kept her mouth on his cock but otherwise avoided the bed.
Then his body gave a sudden lurch and she realized he was about to come. Her cunt tightened and spasmed as a surge of pleasure gripped her crotch. Pushing her fingers deep inside her fuck-channel, she plunged them in and out as wave after wave of exquisite sensation broiled up from her convulsing pussy.
Her mouth tightened around Wade's cock. She knew he was close, and as she wondered how soon it would be, another moan escaped his lips and his cockshaft quivered. A moment later she tasted his hot jism in her mouth, the tangy taste of his thick cock-cream as he splattered load after load down her gullet. She gulped, held her mouth rigid, her lips folded over her teeth to make a firm channel for his spasming cock. His hips lifted slightly as he continued shooting his load. His cock stroked hotly in and out of her clinging mouth as he emptied his balls.
Oh, sweet Jesus, how lovely! she thought.
Her tongue rolled around the end of his cock, tasting his thick cream and then gluttonously swallowing it. She pushed down and sucked the last drops from his prick before he started getting soft, and then, as his fuck-meat softened in her mouth, she squeezed more tightly with her lips to drain him.
When his cock was completely soft, she kept it inside her mouth, loving the silky soft texture of it and the comfortable feeling of having her mouth filled with his exhausted fuck-meat.
She finally pulled her mouth away. Gazing at his slick cock now lying so quietly on his thigh, she carefully rose up and tiptoed out of the room.
Chapter Five
Susan avoided Wade during the next few days. She was confused with a mixture of guilt and excitement over what she had done. At times she found it hard to believe that she had actually stolen into her son's bedroom in the middle of the night and sucked him off. Then the memory of his thick jism filling her mouth returned to convince her of the reality of it.
It's only a question of time before we fuck, she thought. It seemed inevitable.
The idea frightened her at first, and then gradually just thinking about it became more and more exciting. If it was really inevitable, why wait?
Early one evening she deliberately left the window shade in her room pulled up a few inches and stretched out naked on her bed. She listened for noises in Wade's room, and sure enough, after awhile, she heard him crawling out onto the back porch and sneaking along to her window.
She realized now that when she'd imagined someone watching her the other night it must have been Wade.
The little fucker! she thought with a smile.
Twisting her body around on the bed so that her feet were towards the window, she opened her legs wide and exposed her steaming cunt.
She giggled inwardly as a soft croaking sound came from the porch. How delicious it was to show him her pussy like this! Sliding her hands under her ass, she pulled her cuntlips apart with her fingers. There it is, honey! she thought. Have a look at the raw meat of your mother's pussy!
Her cunt was sopping wet, flooded witn cuntjuice. Could he see that from the window? Moaning softly, she pushed two fingers inside her cunthole and slowly stroked her boiling channel.
There was a sudden noise outside the window. Susan burst out laughing when she realized Wade had knocked over one of the flower pots on the outside ledge. She called out to him.
"Wade? Is that you out there?"
She could hear him scurrying back to his room like a little mouse. Leaving the bed, she put on a robe and went down the hall to his room. She found him standing in the middle of his room with an uneasy look on his face. He was wearing pajamas.
"You were spying on me," she said accusingly.
He blushed and turned his back to her. Then he lay down on the bed and turned on his side away from her. "Go away," he said in a broken voice.
She felt sorry for him. She had brought the whole thing on herself, and now she regretted it. She finally lay down beside him, slipped one arm under his shoulders and the other around his waist.
"I forgive you," she said.
Hugging him close, she pressed her body against his back.
Wade groaned. He could feel her cunt hair prickling the skin of his asscheeks through the thin material of his pajamas.
He tried to move farther away from her, to free his asscheeks of the tantalizing contact with her cunt bush, but she held him firmly.
"I know boys your age think a lot about sex," she whispered in his ear. She kissed the back of his neck, and then her hand suddenly moved down to grasp his hard cock.
He froze. His cock throbbed in her hot hand. A warm flush spread out from his crotch, down into his thighs, up into his belly and chest, and across his face. He tried to speak, but the muscles of his throat constricted and his mouth was so dry he couldn't move his tongue.
Susan shifted her body back and forced him to turn over and face her.
"I . . . I . . ." he choked.
"It's all right," she whispered soothingly. She smiled when she saw his eyes on her tits. Pulling his head down with one hand, she cupped a heavy-tit to his mouth with the other. "Suck it," she said. "Don't be afraid."
As his mouth opened to suck in her tit, his hard cock slid between her thighs.
"Oh, yes!" she groaned. "That's nice!"
Slipping a hand between their bellies, she untied his pajamas and tugged them down over his hips. Her leg moved over his thigh, and a moment later his long hard cock was sliding between the slippery lips of her oozing cunt.
"You've got a beautiful cock," she breathed. Rolling over on her back, she pulled him on top of her. "Suck my other tit, honey, while I put this where it belongs!"
Spreading her legs, she grabbed his cockshaft and swabbed his cockhead in the gash of her juicy cunt.
"Oh, Jesus!" he groaned. He filled his mouth with her tit and sucked in a frenzy.
Putting her hands on his hips, she pulled him onto her. "Come on, baby!" she crooned. "Give it to me!"
The boy moaned. He slowly lowered his ass, feeling his fat cockhead spread her warm wet cuntlips. With a final lunge, he pushed his rampant fuck-meat into his mother's dripping fuck-hole.
"Oh, God, that's good!" Susan groaned. "What a wonderful big cock! Does it feel good, honey? Do you like having your cock inside my pussy?"
The boy's response was a croaking grunt as he instinctively began stroking his fuck-pole in her fuck-channel.
"That's it!" Susan hissed. "But do it slowly. Don't come too soon. God, how wonderful it feels! Fuck me, honey! Fuck me!"
He slid his hands under her ass, feeling her muscles work as he stroked in and out of her deliciously warm cunt.
She worked her ass in rhythm with him, pulling back as he withdrew, thrusting up to meet the inward stroke of his thick cock.
The squishing sounds of fucking filled he room as mother and son rocked on the bed in a dance of cock and cunt. Mewling cries came out of Susan's throat each time her son's cock hit bottom. The thrill of holding her own son's body in her arms while he fucked her was overwhelming.
Wade finally could no longer hold back. His hot jism was soon pounding up from his balls and surging through his cock. With a deep groan, moving his ass like a battering ram, he pumped his thick load into his mother's steaming cunt.
"Oh, shit, I'm sorry!" he blurted out. "I couldn't help it!"
Tightening the inner muscles of her cunt to milk his shrinking cock, she soothed him with a kiss and a smile. "Don't fret," she said. "We'll have you hard again in no time."
She had no fears about his powers of recovery. A boy his age could come four or five times a day without getting drained. Sitting up on the bed, she slipped her robe off and made him get rid of his pajamas.
"Lie on your side facing me," she said.
She stretched out beside him with her face near his crotch. Her hands moved caressingly over his back and belly as she tongued around the base of his cock and licked his balls. She smiled triumphantly when she saw he was already half-hard. Lapping up the underside* of his cockshaft to his swelling cockhead, she opened her mouth and sucked in all of his cock down to the root.
Wade moaned with pleasure. His mother's hairy cunt was near his face, near enough so that he could smell it. He'd had so many fantasies about sucking her pussy, and now here was her pussy in front of his face! He moved his face closer, tempted to kiss and tongue and taste her cunt, but somehow he couldn't bring himself to do it. The ripe smell of it, the hairy lushness, the oozing juice were too overwhelming.
Susan was understanding. She realized he had probably never sucked a cunt before. She * knew she had to be patient. Meanwhile, his cock was swelling nicely as she sucked and tongued his cockhead. When he had a full hard-on, she pulled her mouth off his cock and swung her body around.
"Fuck me again!" she cooed.
She kissed him as he pushed his cock once more into the yawning hole between her legs. She opened her mouth and pushed her tongue between his teeth. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his hips, and once again they began a rhythmic fucking, a rocking back and forth as cock and cunt met and retreated and met again.
Wade enjoyed the second time more than the first. He was more conscious now of the feel of her luscious big tits pressing against his chest, of the soft flesh of her asscheeks in his hands, of the smell of her cuntjuice pouring out over his plunging cock, of the thrilling sensation of his hard cockflesh pistoning in and out of the tight barrel of her steaming cunt.
Mashing her lower belly against him, grinding her ass in a wild and savage gyration, she clutched his cock with the inner walls of her cunt-channel.
The boy suddenly stiffened and grunted and dumped his load of young hot jism into his mother's cunt for the second time.
Recovered from their second delicious fuck and lounging naked on the bed, they talked about cuntlapping. Wade had told her he felt inhibited about doing it, but if she really wanted him to do it, he would.
Shifting her body on the bed so that she was sitting with her back against the headboard, she opened her thighs wide and offered him her reeking cunt.
"Come on, honey," she said huskily. "Suck my pussy. It's time you learned how."
He hesitated, but only for a moment, and then he moved between her legs and lowered his head between her thighs. Susan settled back in a comfortable position and pulled open her cuntlips with her fingers.
"Put your mouth on it!" she hissed. "Get in there!"
Slowly, as though he were tasting an icecream cone with a new flavor, the boy lowered his mouth into his mother's steaming cunt. Extending his tongue, licking up the crack of her pussy, he rubbed his tongue-tip back and forth across her clit.
Susan quivered and moaned. "Yes, yes! Go on, baby! Oh, Christ!"
He was accustomed to the smell of her cunt now, and he discovered it turned him on. The smell was warm and ripe, a mixture of perfume and piss and the smell of the sea. Her cuntjuice, oozing out now in a thick white stream, was almost tasteless, maybe slightly salty, but certainly nothing nasty. The reddish-pink meat of her cunt was warm and wet and lush, and the big hairy lips that guarded the gulch on either side were lovely to look at. The most interesting thing of all was her clit, and at intervals he pulled back to study it. It was bigger than he expected, almost like a tiny cock, and each time he touched the quivering head with his tongue his mother moaned with pleasure.
He began a rhythmic lapping, his tongue moving from her cunthole to her clit and back again, sometimes probing into the mouth of her cunthole to suck up some cuntjuice, sometimes pausing to vibrate the tip of his tongue against her stiff clit until she shuddered in response.
"Oh, sweet Jesus, let me suck you too!,, she groaned at last.
She swung her body around and closed her lips over his cockhead. She could taste her own cuntjuice coating his cock. She could smell the masculine odor of his cock and balls. With a soft moan, she pushed her hips forward into his face and offered him her cunt again.
Without hesitation this time, he put his arms around her ass and began sucking her cunt again.
Susan felt his cock quivering in her mouth as it began to harden again. Her lips forming a ring around his cockshaft, she massaged her tongue over the velvety skin of his cockhead. She closed her teeth around his foreskin, nibbling it, playing with the folds covering his cockhead. She had always liked a thick foreskin on a cock, something substantial to play with, something to work back and forth over the man's cockhead. Wade's musky-smelling foreskin was a delight.
He was probing her cunthole with his tongue now, and the feeling was marvelous, enough to bring a series of moans out of her throat as she closed her eyes and focussed on the sensation. She closed a hand over his balls, jigging and fondling them, and then she worked her fingers back under his balls and between his asscheeks to search for his asshole. When her fingertip found his asshole, she pushed in gently and penetrated the elastic ring of his shitter.
Twisting his ass away in protest, he sat up. "Jesus, Mom!"
Susan looked at him and chuckled. "Don't be so sensitive about your sweet little asshole," she cooed. "It's part of fucking, honey."
When the boy looked dubious, she laughed again and threw him down on his back. How wonderful it was to be in control of things, to teach him what she knew! Pushing up his legs and draping them over her shoulders, she lowered her face to his crotch.
Once again she began licking his cock and balls. This time she worked her tongue lower down under his balls and into the crack of his ass. Pushing back on his thighs with her hands to raise up his ass, she swabbed her tongue up and down the crack of his ass and finally drilled her tongue into his puckered asshole.
Wade groaned and shuddered. The sensation produced by his mother's tongue slithering into his asshole was the wildest feeling he'd ever experienced.
Susan fucked her tongue in and out of his asshole, giggling inwardly at the way he shuddered and quaked. She rarely did this to a man, but this was her own son and the temptation was too great. The taste was a little funky, but more interesting than terrible, and the thrill of doing something forbidden was heady. She also hoped he might reciprocate. She hadn't had a tongue up her ass in a long time. She knew how lovely it felt and she was itching to experience it again.
Finally pulling her mouth away from his ass, she looked up at him with a wicked grin.
"Did you like that?"
"Christ, yeah!" he breathed. Then a mischievous gleam came into his eyes and he suddenly bounded up and playfully threw her down on her back. "Now it's my turn!" he grinned.
She was more than willing. She mewled and cooed with eagerness, pulling her knees back and lifting her ass up in the air so that he had access to her shithole. She craned her neck to watch his tongue swab up and down the crack of her ass, but when he finally pushed his thick tongue into the ring of her asshole she had to close her eyes because the pleasure was too intense.
"Oh, suck my ass!" she wailed. "Oh, honey, yes!"
Yes, indeed. The first thing the boy learned was that having his tongue in her ass was a treat. The way it drove her wild gave him pleasure, too. The second thing he learned, after poking around a bit, was that he could have his tongue in her asshole and his nose in her cunthole at the same time. He did it only briefly, but the effect on his mother was sensational. She heaved and bucked and cried out and begged him to fuck her. Pulling his face away from her crotch, he moved forward with her legs still draped over his shoulders and rammed his hard cock into the juice-drenched channel of her cunt.
"OH, GOD, FUCK ME!" Susan cried out. "GIVE IT TO ME!"
Once again they lurched and rocked and groaned, this time in the throes of the third fuck of the day.
Chapter Six
"Oh, Jesus, what a cock!"
Dulcie Manning froze in her tracks. The voice belonged to her mother, there was no question about that. Dulcie had just come into the house through the back door, home earlier than anyone expected her, and from the sound of things her mother and father were at it again!
Dulcie had never yet watched her mother and father fucking, but she'd heard them often enough to crave a chance to see them in action. One of her girlfriends claimed to have seen her parents fucking a dozen times already, and Dulcie was a little jealous. There was no better way for a girl to learn about sex than to watch her own parents at it, and she sure had a lot to learn!
They were in the living room. They hardly ever fucked in there and Dulcie was surprised. She crept along the hall and crouched down behind a cabinet. Inching forward, the teenage girl soon had a view of what was going on the living room.
"Oh, beautiful!" Barbara Manning said. "Skin it back a little more. Show me your cockhead."
Barbara Manning was a tall statuesque woman with auburn hair and lush heavy tits. Dulcie had seen her mother naked a few times, and one of the things the teenager wished for more than anything else was to grow a pair of tits like her mother had as soon as possible. Inexperienced as she was, Dulcie knew that with tits like that no girl had to worry about her future. With tits like that the only thing a girl had to worry about was the jealousy of her friends. As far as Dulcie was concerned, she would gladly take her mother's tits and tell her girlfriends to stick their jealousy up their cute little assholes.
Her mother's gorgeous tits, however, were at the moment not the focus of Dulcie's attention. She had a clear view of her mother and father in the living room, and what she saw made her blood race and her heart pound in her girlish chest.
They were standing sideways to Dulcie and facing a full-length mirror which took up almost the entire far wall. Her father was behind her mother, his arms around her so that his big hands could squeeze and knead her heavy thick-nippled tits. Her mother's arms were raised up and back, her hands clinging to her husband's neck, so that they looked like a pair of ballet dancers about to do something acrobatic.
Dulcie was fascinated by the sight of the two naked bodies, especially her father's body, about which she'd a million fantasies as far back as she could remember. It took a while before Dulcie realized exactly what they were doing there in front of the mirror, and when she did she had to stifle a groan.
She could see it plainly in the mirror. Her father had his cock between her mother's legs from the back, sticking between her legs so that his cockhead stuck out in front. As he rocked back and forth, his cockhead appeared and disappeared in the crotch-hair that covered her mother's cunt.
Her eyes goggling, Dulcie stared transfixed at the scene. She had never before seen her father's cock. She couldn't see much of it now, but seeing anything at all was enough to drive her wild. She could see his fat pink cockhead and just make out his pisshole each time it appeared.
Barbara Manning now gave a deep shudder and moved her hand down to her husband's cock. She closed her fingers, trying to catch the slippery rod, but each time his cock slithered back between her thighs.
"Let me suck it," she pleaded.
"No," he said. "Not now. Let's fuck."
Dulcie held her breath, not sure whether or not she was dreaming. Was she really about to see them fuck? The idea made her quiver and brought a gush of cuntjuice out of her young pussy.
Her father had thrown some pillows down on the rug, and her mother was now lying with a pillow under her ass and one under her head. Dulcie trembled as she watched her mother pull up her knees and spread her legs to show her husband the juice-drenched meat of her gaping hairy cunt. Dulcie had seen her mother naked, but never like this, never with her cunt naked and open. \
Now Steve Manning crouched down, his cock arched and ready like a powerful club.
He shifted forward, positioned his cockhead, and with one smooth lunge buried his cock to the hilt in his wife's hungry cunt.
"Oh, God, yes!" Barbara Manning cried.
Her face contorted with excitement and pleasure as she arched her body up to take more of his thick cock. Dulcie could clearly see how the wet slab of fuck-meat stretched her mother's cuntlips. The teenage girl found it hard to believe that her own little pussy could ever take a cock that large. Even her mother's big cunt seemed stretched to its limit.
Now Barbara Manning clutched her tits, squeezing the lush mounds and milking her long nipples with her fingers. Dulcie thought her mother looked particulary lewd and voluptuous gripping her tits like that while she was getting fucked. Once again the girl was jealous of the size of her mother's tits. How neat it would be to have big boobs like that to play with!
The most exciting thing of all was watching her father's ass as he humped his cock in and out of her mother's sopping wet cunt. Her father reminded Dulcie of a stallion fucking a mare. The flexing and unflexing of his asscheeks as he pumped his cock thrilled her to the core. This was the first time she had ever seen her father's naked ass and she decided she adored every square inch of it.
Slipping her hands underneath her sweater, Dulcie pulled up her bra to get her own tits loose and began playing with them as she watched her parents fucking. She wanted her fingers in her pussy, but her jeans were much too tight for that and rolling and pinching her nipples would have to do. She was so hot! Her crotch was so wet it felt as though she'd peed in her pants!
"Fuck me!" Barbara Manning cried. "Fuck my brains out! Come on, hump that cock, baby! Give it to me!"
Dulcie was shocked at her mother's words. She'd heard her mother moan and groan during a hot fuck, but this was the first time she'd heard her mother use words like that. Her mother was certainly getting her jollies! She was rocking her legs now, pulling them up, lowering them, pulling them up again. Gobs of cuntjuice sloshed out of her cunt to stream into the crack of her ass.
"Fuck me, lover!" she cried. "I think I'm coming! Fuck me!"
Convulsing in the throes of an orgasm, the woman locked her ankles over her husband's back and humped her cunt to meet the thrusts of his ramming cock.
Dulcie marveled at the wildness of the fucking. Seeing her parents abandon themselves like this made the girl shiver and quake with lust and jealousy. At that moment the only thing in the world she wanted was her father's big cock pile-driving into her soft little pussy. Just thinking about it was enough to make her moan with pleasure.
The pillow on which her mother's ass was bouncing was black imitation leather, and Dulcie trembled when she saw how wet the pillow was with her mother's gushing cuntjuice. As her father's thick cock sloshed in and out of her mother's hot cunthole, gobs of thick white juice squirted out between her mother's cuntlips to stain the pillow.
"Oh, God, you horny fucker, give me that cock!" Barbara Manning cried.
"Good, eh, baby?"
"It's wonderful! Keep fucking me! Don't -stop!"
The woman now threw her legs as wide apart as possible and clutched the muscles of her husband's back. Then her hands moved down his back and over his waist to the hard cheeks of his muscular ass. Her fingers squeezed and pinched his asscheeks, pummeling his masculine flesh, and finally moved into the dark sweaty crack of his ass. She probed his hairy asshole with the tip of her middle finger, massaged the puckered ring a moment, and then drilled the length of her finger up his bouncing shitter.
"Oh, Jesus fucking Christ!" Steve Manning groaned, he began pumping his cock like a wild man, pounding his wife's cunt, and then grunting and heaving as he began spurting his jism out of his balls.
"Oh, lover, shoot it!" Barbara Manning cried. "Shoot it into me!"
Dulcie's pussy fluttered and quivered and spasmed as she orgasmed at the same time as her parents. When she recovered her senses, she crept quietly away to her room. The cute blonde teenager firmly resolved to get Wade Potter to fuck her as soon as possible. After seeing her mother and father in action, her virginity was simply intolerable!
The next time Dulcie saw Wade in school, she sidled up to him and pulled back her shoulders to emphasize her tits.
"My folks are going out of town for the weekend," she said with a smile. "Why don't you come on over Saturday night and we'll watch TV or something."
Wade replied with an unenthusiastic shrug. "Are we going to make it, or are you just teasing?"
Dulcie blushed. "I'm not a tease, Wade Potter."
"Bullshit," Wade said. "But I'll be there to find out."
And so early Saturday evening Wade arrived at Dulcie's house prepared for nothing more than a little heavy petting. He liked Dulcie, but he'd been fucking his mother regularly now and he felt no pressure to do the same to Dulcie. Besides, he had no expectations that Dulcie's hint about fucking was serious. He was caught by surprise, therefore, when the blonde teenager suggested they immediately take off their clothes and get down to business.
"Jesus!" Wade smirked. "Are you sure you know what you're doing?"
"You're chicken!" Dulcie teased. She was already unbuttoning her blouse. She wore no bra, and Wade stood there with disbelief in his eyes as she slipped off her blouse to reveal her perfectly-shaped, pink-nippled tits. Next came her shoes and skirt. She hesitated a moment, wearing nothing but a pair of flimsy white panties, and then she peeled those off, too, and stood before him completely naked.
For the first time Wade was able to feast his eyes on Dulcie's adorable blonde pussy. Her cunt hair was sparse, but her cunt mound was prominent and her slit high enough to show a hint of pink. How different it was from his mother's lush dark cunt! If his mother's cunt was a rich banquet of ripe cuntflesh, Dulcie's blonde pussy looked like an elegant little dessert.
"It's your turn," Dulcie said, her eyes fixed on the obvious bulge in Wade's crotch.
Convinced now that Dulcie was serious about fucking, Wade quickly stripped off his clothes. His cock sprang into view, long and thick, his pisshole dripping cockjuice. Dulcie stared at it, mesmerized, her eyes wide and her cheeks flushed with excitement.
"Oh, gosh!" she breathed.
Moving forward, she put a hand on his cock, ran her fingers over his throbbing cockshaft and touched the hot wet tip of his cockhead. Then her hand moved down to his balls. She fingered the hairy sac and lifted his balls on her palm to feel their weight. Her eyes gleamed with fascination and lust. Before Wade knew what was happening, the teenage girl was on her knees with her lips closed over his dripping cockhead.
"Oh, yeah!" Wade groaned. He was taken aback at the sudden change in Dulcie's attitude, but he certainly wasn't going to complain! His mother's mouth had so far been the only one to suck on his cock, and having his cock now in Dulcie's mouth was sheer bliss. She was a very pretty girl. Just the sight of his fuck-meat stretching her pretty lips was enough to make him a little crazy.
Although Dulcie had never sucked a cock before, she had heard about it from her friends and she knew that if she continued sucking Wade he would shoot a load of jism down her throat. She did not want that, not at the moment. Pulling her mouth off his cock, she licked her lips and rose up.
"Fuck me" she said. "Right here on the rug. We can use these pillows."
Wade, of course, had no reason to be aware of the significance of the pillows. They were the very same pillows Dulcie had seen her parents using when she'd watched them fucking. She now arranged the pillows in the same way, and stretched out on the floor with the black imitation leather pillow under her ass.
"Hurry," she said huskily. "Stick it in and fuck me!"
Standing over her, Wade grinned and slowly stroked his cock with his fist. "Have you ever had it before?"
"Don't be silly." Dulcie frowned. "I'm a virgin, or nearly one."
"What the hell does that mean?"
"Sometimes I use a cucumber," Dulcie said.
"Oh, Jesus!" Wade laughed, crouching down between her legs with his cock still in his fist and his eyes riveted to the girl's lovely blonde pussy. This was the first good look he'd had of her cunt and he wasn't about to rush things. The problem was that her pussy was still closed up, not gaping open like his mother's usually did, and he couldn't see very much.
Dulcie's feminine instincts came to the rescue. Her eyes watching the response on the boy's face, she slipped a hand between her legs and pried open the lips of her pussy to show him the inside.
"Fuck me!" she groaned.
The sight of the gorgeous pink meat of her cunt forced Wade into action. Moving forward, positioning his cockhead at the mouth of her pink little cunthole, he rammed his cock home to the hilt.
"Oooohhh, Jesusssss!" Dulcie wailed. "You're too big!"
"Bullshit!" Wade grunted, shifting his hips to get himself into position for fucking. "You'll stretch, baby. Just relax."
Dulcie groaned. There was no pain, only the feeling of being stuffed to capacity with cockmeat. She giggled inwardly when she remembered that some of the cucumbers she'd used had been actually bigger than Wade'si cock. It seemed incredible to her that she was at last losing her virginity, but there was n6 doubting the reality of Wade's body on top of hers and his cock filling her cunt. Moving her hands down to his ass the way she'd seen heij mother do to her father, she squeezed Wade's asscheeks and squirmed her pussy on his fuck-pole.
"Fuck me!" she moaned softy.
Wade began fucking her very slowly. He was surprised by the tightness of her fresh young cunt. The only fuck-channel he had any experience with was his mother's lush elastic hole, and Dulcie's cunt definitely had a tighter and firmer grip on his cock. He soon realized that if he kept stroking her pussy, the excitement in his mind and the tightness of her cunt would make him come too soon. His mother had taught him how to control his fucking, and he now pulled his cock out of Dulcie and sat back on his haunches.
"What is it?" Dulcie cried, shocked and upset at having his delicious cock withdrawn from the clutches of her oozing pussy.
"I'm too close," Wade said. His eyes raked over the girl's body and finally came to rest on her pretty pink cunt. Her pussy looked looser now, and her cuntlips even drooped open a bit.
Dulcie moaned with frustration. She wanted to beg him to fuck her some more, but he looked so confident, so much in command of the situation, that she didn't dare. Instead, she sat up and crawled forward to suck his cock.
"Christ, go easy!" Wade cautioned. "I'll blast off in your mouth!"
Dulcie didn't care. In any case, she had her mouth filled with cock-meat and there was no way she could answer him. Having his cock in her mouth was almost as exciting as having it in her pussy. She knew something about sucking a cock, or at least she thought she did, and she began moving her head up and down on his fuck-pole with her lips carefully rolled over her teeth. A friend had told her about that and she felt proud now that she knew enough to do it. God, how delicious it was to suck a boy's randy Hard cock!
Wade let her suck his cock, but not for long.
"Turn around and get on your knees," he said.
"Huh?" said Dulcie with a puzzled look. "What for?"
"I'll fuck you again, but this time doggie-style."
It didn't take Dulcie long to understand what he wanted. In a few moments Wade had the pleasure of gazing down at the blonde teenager's upturned ass. How different it was from his mother's! Where his mother was lush and ripe and hairy and dark, Dulcie was young and fresh and blonde. Her pinkish-brown tight little asshole was much cuter than his mother's. Dulcie's almost hairless pussy looked particularly pretty in this position, like a soft pink mouth thirsty for his cock. He rubbed his cockhead up and down in the wet groove, and then he finally pushed it into the channel of her cunt.
This time Wade decided to fuck her until he shot his load. He began slowly, pistoning his cock in and out of her cunt with smooth long strokes, and then he gradually increased the tempo the way his mother had taught him to do.
In a short while, half delirious with pleasure, Dulcie was groaning and moaning and humping her ass to get more of his cock.
He fucked faster and faster, his head thrown back, his chest heaving, deep grunts escaping from his throat. When the time arrived for him to shoot his load, he slammed his cock inward one last time and spurted six jets of hot jism in her steaming fuck-hole. Dulcie quaked under him and orgasmed as he finished.
"Oh, sweet Jesus!" Dulcie gasped.
Wade grinned. "That sure was a hot little fuck, baby!"
"You talk like you've been fucking for years and years," Dulcie giggled. "Last month you told me you'd never done it before."
"Shit, that was last month."
"Who was it, Wade Potter? Tell me the name of the girl."
"Not on your lifer he chuckled. "Old Wade doesn't-talk!"
She tried pleading, cajoling, and finally threatening him, but he refused to tell her anything. At the end she went off with him to the bathroom to wash up.
Afterward, when he wanted to fuck her again, she refused.
"Not unless you tell me who the girl is," she pouted.
Wade snickered. He felt the excitement of letting Dulcie in on his secret. "You won't believe me, if I tell you," he said.
"Oh, yes I will," Dulcie insisted.
"You wanna bet?" Puffing up his chest, his lips pulled back in a devilish grin, he said, "I've been screwing my mother."
Chapter Seven
"This is cozy," Susan said.
Mother and son were having dinner in a little restaurant not far from home. They sat close to each other in a booth, holding hands and giggling like a pair of lovers. It occurred to Susan that some of the women in the restaurant probably thought she was lucky to have such a young date. Wade looked more like twenty than eighteen, but even that was young enough to have a woman pushing forty foaming at the mouth with jealousy. She remembered times when she herself had been jealous of women with young dates, and now here she was with her own son!
Her hand crept into Wade's lap as he ate his soup.
"Jesus, Mom!"
"Just relax," Susan giggled. "No one can see anything."
She ran her fingers over the bulge in his crotch and pinched the fat knob of his cockhead. She could feel his cock immediately begin to harden under her fingertips. Wade gasped as she pulled his zipper down and brought his cock out into the air, but after that he kept his cool and continued eating his soup.
Susan had always liked the excitement of having a man's fuck-meat in her hand when she was in a public place. Maybe it was a way of snubbing her nose at society. The feel of a throbbing cock naked under her fingers when strangers were just a few feet away made her quiver. Using just two fingers, she began pulling Wade's foreskin back and forth over his cockhead, not fast enough to jerk him off, but sufficient to keep his cock nice and hard. At intervals she swabbed her thumb over his pisshole to spread his leaking cockjuice over his bloated cockhead and cockshaft.
"Is that good for you, honey?"
"That's great, Mom! That's really super!"
"I wouldn't mind having a mouthful of that cock of yours right now, but I guess the people here just wouldn't understand."
"Shit, Mom, they'd put us in jail!"
"Then I'll just have to think about it, and doing that makes my pussy all gooey. Why don't you have a feel, honey?"
"Gee, Mom, don't you think it's risky?"
"You're a little coward!" she chuckled. "Put your hand on my pussy before I scream!" .
Giggling softly, Wade moved his hand between her knees, under her dress, and up to the crotch of her panties. He pinched the fat bulge of her cunt mound and then slipped his fingers under the edge of her panties to feel her wet cuntlips. Playing with his mother's meaty cunt was always a delicious treat.
Susan's fingers on his cock now became more insistent.
"Would you like to come, honey?" she asked.
"Yeah, Mom, that would be nice."
She began beating him off, rhythmically moving his foreskin bacY and forth over his cockhead, loving the wa] his cock pulsed under her fingers as she bro %ht him along. As he neared the finish, she picked up a paper napkin with her free) or and carried it under the table to cover his cockhead. A moment later the boy stiffened, closed his eyes, and spurted his load into the napkin capping his cock.
"Oh, Jesus!" he groaned afterward.
Susan quivered. She loved bringing him off like this, quick and neat, milking his fresh young cream and watching the pleasure on his face as he shot his load.
As they drove home from the restaurant, Susan behind the wheel, Wade once more put his fingers in her wet cunt.
"Careful!" she laughed. Then she added, "I think I'd like a little sucking tonight. Okay, hon?"
"Sure, Mom," Wade said as he added another finger to the two already in her sopping hole. "Anything you say."
Both aware that delaying things would only add to their pleasure, they watched television awhile when they arrived home.
They were soon feeling each other up again, however, and Susan eventually pulled up her sweater and gave him one of her tits to suck on while he watched the TV screen. Sucking his mother's heavy tits had always turned Wade on, and before long his cock was stiff and demanding attention. This time he opened his pants himself and brought his cock out.
"I could use a little suck, Mom."
He stood in front of her while she sat on the sofa and pushed his swoUen cock into her hungry mouth. One hand on his hip and the other on the top of her head, he slowly bucked his ass as he fucked her face. After a while he made her take off her blouse so that he could get hands on her tits. By bending forward a bit, he could hold her long nipples in his fingers while he pumped his cock in and out of her mouth.
After a while he pulled his cock out of her mouth. They both undressed and walked arm in arm to Susan's bedroom.
"Let's have some sixty-nine," Susan said huskily. Standing close to him, she pressed her body against his and grabbed his hard ass in her hands. She kneaded and squeezed his asscheeks at the same time as she ground her belly against his cock. It was comfortable sex. She was more than twice his age, but they blended together like true lovers.
Susan stretched out on the bed on her back and Wade climbed over her with his head over her crotch and his cock and balls dangling over her face. She lovingly ran her hands over the smooth cheeks of his ass. She could look directly into the crack of his ass and see the root of his balls and his hairy asshole.
Pulling on his ass, she got him to lower his crotch until she could take his hairy balls one after the other into her sucking mouth. She gently sucked on his balls with her nose pressed into the damp crack of his ass. The musky fragrance of his puckered asshole turned her on. Popping his balls out of her mouth, she moved her lips up to his asshole and reamed his shitter with her tongue.
Wade squirmed when he felt his mother's warm tongue slither into his shithole. He loved the tickling intimacy of having her tongue-fuck his asshole. His mother was a hot-cunted woman and she never missed an opportunity to rim his asshole. In the beginning he'd been embarrassed by the caress, but he soon learned to love it.
He also loved returning the favor. She always went wild when he reamed out her shithole with his tongue. He lowered his head now, bypassed her juice-drenched cunt, and planted his mouth on the puckered ring of her asshole.
Squirming and rocking her bodies with pleasure, mother and son tongued each other's assholes for several minutes before coming up for air.
"Oh, God_ that wonderful!" Susan mewled. "Would you like to get your cock in there, honey?"
"Gosh, Mom, are you serious?"
"Of course," she laughed. "I've been fucked in the ass lots of times. It feels marvelous if the man is gentle. Why don't we try it?"
She had him bring some Vaseline from the bathroom. Scooping out a gob of grease with her fingers, she smeared it over his cockhead and shaft. Then, smiling at the look of lust in his eyes, she dabbed some grease on her asshole and knelt up on the bed. Lowering her shoulders to the mattress, she raised her ass up in the air and moved her legs apart.
"Come on, honey!" she crooned. "Stick it in!"
The sight of his mother's greased-up asshole waiting for his cock made Wade tremble with passion. Taking hold of his slippery cockshaft, he pressed his swollen cockhead against the brown hole and pushed. For a moment it seemed like he was going nowhere, but then her asshole suddenly flowered open and his cockhead popped inside.
"Ooooohhh!" Susan groaned. "Please be careful, honey! Just hold it there a minute until I loosen up."
He stood there without moving, his hands on the cheeks of her ass and his cockhead just inside the tight ring of her asshole. The sight of his cock sticking out like that from his mother's broad ass was the wildest thing he'd ever seen in his life.
"Okay, honey," she said. "I think I'm loose enough now. You can fuck, if you want. Do it slowly at first, then harder later on."
The hot rubbery grip of her shithole around his cock was heavenly. He pushed forward, sinking his fuck-pole into her shit-tube, and each inch proved more delicious than the last. When he finally had his balls slapping against her thighs, he squirmed his hips a bit and slowly pulled out until no more than his cockhead was inside.
"Oh, Jesus fucking Christ!" he groaned through clenched teeth. "Do you like it, honey?" "Oh, shit, yeah!"
"Fuck me now!" she hissed. "Don't be afraid! Fuck me hard!"
He began fucking, swinging his hard throbbing cock in and out of her tight asshole, clutching her asscheeks in his hands, his eyes fixed on the junction of greased cock and greased shithole.
Susan hadn't had a cock in her ass in a long time, and now that the deep pleasure was reawakening, she gradually turned wild. Her hair hanging over her face, her mouth open, her breath coming in gasps, she bucked her ass in rhythm to the ramming of his cock.
"OH, GOD I'M COMING!" she cried. "FUCK ME, HONEY! FUCK MY ASS!"
It wasn't long before Wade's balls quaked and his cock erupted in a geyser of hot jism deep inside his mother's greasy shithole. He kept pumping her, draining every ounce of cream out of his bloated nuts, loving the way she shook and wailed and shuddered in the throes of her own climax.
They finally fell apart and slumped onto the bed. Wade began talking about Dulcie. An idea had been cooking in his mind for days, and he thought this was as good a time as any to bring it up. When he told his mother he'd been fucking Dulcie, she hardly batted an eye. She said she expected as much, and if she was at all jealous she kept it well hidden. When he told his mother he'd like to fool with her and Dulcie at the same time, Susan was silent for nearly a full minute. Finally she looked at her son and giggled softly.
"You're a crafty little bugger, aren't you?" she said. "Will Dulcie be willing?"
Dulcie was definitely willing. A week later, on a Saturday night, Susan found herself cooking dinner for the three of them. She made a delicious lasagna, and by the time they finished the food and the wine they were all happy and a little drunk.
Susan thought Dulcie was a blonde little doll. The teenager was so sweet and cheerful, so adorably cute, it was hard to believe that before long this little dream of a girl would actually oe fucking right there in the house. It was even hard to believe that Wade actually fucked her as much as he said he did. Susan tried to imagine the two kids fucking, but all she could manage to conjure up was a complicated image of tangled arms and legs. She decided to wait. If things worked out right, she'd get to see everything.
After dinner they moved into the living room to watch a television show. It wasn't long before Wade and Dulcie were necking. Wade soon had his hand under Dulcie's sweater. It turned Susan on to see her son playing with the young blonde's tits, and Susan before long had a hand sneaking under her dress to finger her sopping wet cuntlips.
As she squirmed on the sofa beside Wade, Dulcie's skirt began creeping up her thighs. Susan gasped when she saw for the first time that the teenager was not wearing any panties. Dulcie's cute blonde pussy was soon fully exposed to the older woman's gaze. The blonde's cunt looked so fresh and adorable, Susan found herself wondering what it would be like to taste it.
Oh, sweet Jesus! Susan thought. She'd never suspected she'd be able to think of another woman's pussy like that. She wondered what the inside of Dulcie's adorable cunt looked like. She wondered what it would feel like to lick and suck the girl's pussy, to drink her flowing cuntjuice. From the way it looked, Dulcie's pussy would be a juicy little delicacy! How nasty I am! Susan thought with a giggle. She was certainly not a lesbian-it was just that the teenager's sweet cunt seemed irresistible.
Wade suddenly looked over Dulcie's shoulder at his mother. "Dulcie wants to know if you mind if she sucks my cock," he said.
Smiling, Susan said, "Of course not, honey. I don't mind at all."
Not only did Susan not mind, but the prospect of watching Dulcie suck her son's cock thrilled her to the core. She had her fingers inside her panties now, no longer caring whether anyone noticed what she was doing to her juiced-up cunt. She was hot and horny and trembling with anticipation.
Dulcie was now kneeling on the sofa with her head in Wade's lap. Under his mother's eyes, Wade brought out his hard cock and fed it into Dulcie's rosebud mouth. Having his mother watch his girlfriend suck his cock was the most exciting thing that happened to him in a long time. He made Dulcie shift her body a bit so that his mother could get a better view.
Susan was now able to see both Dulcie's mouth and ass at the same time, and she found it difficult to decide which to look at. It was thrilling to watch the teenager's pretty lips stretched wide by her son's cock. It was also thrilling to see Dulcie's young pussy pouting between the underslopes of her asscheeks. The blonde had an adorable plump little ass, and it wasn't long before Susan found it impossible to control the urge to put her hands on it.
Moving as though in a daze, Susan sat down behind Dulcie and began running her hands over the girl's smooth white thighs and asscheeks. She feasted her eyes on the tender stretch between Dulcie's cunt and asshole. She finally slipped her fingers down and for the first time touched the girl's lovely pink cuntlips.
Excited by the touch of the older woman, Dulcie squirmed her ass to offer encouragement. Susan received the message and soon pushed her fingers between the girl's cuntlips to find her clit and cunthole. Keeping her middle finger on Dulcie's clit, Susan screwed her thumb into the wet mouth of the blonde's cunt.
Her mouth filled with Wade's cock, Dulcie let out a muffled mewl of pleasure.
Susan was fascinated. She had never before touched another woman's cunt, and the feel of the soft feminine flesh was exquisite. The most exciting thing of all was the sense of power she had over Dulcie's body. As a woman she knew just how to caress the girl to give her the most pleasure. Her eyes glued to the crack of Dulcie's ass, Susan began screwing her thumb in and out of the girl's juice-filled cunt.
Waves of ecstasy washed over Dulcie's body. She had Wade's tasty thick cock filling her mouth and his mother's hand working on her cunt. The forbidden lewdness of what they were doing made the girl shudder with lust. She suddenly pulled her mouth off Wade's cock and looked over her shoulder at Susan.
"You suck him now," the teenager begged. "I want to watch!"
Chuckling, pulling her thumb out of the girl's cunthole, Susan moved over to grab her son's cock. Wetting her lips with her tongue, she swooped down and engulfed his fat juicy cockhead.
Dulcie slipped behind Susan to fondle the older woman's ass as she watched mother sucking son. Mrs. Potter reminded Dulcie so much of her own mother. They both had ripe bodies, their tits heavy, their asses round and full. The young girl shifted her gaze from Mrs. Potter's sucking mouth down to the older woman's luscious ass. She could see the fine dark hairs growing in the crack between Susan's asscheeks. The older woman's thick-lipped meaty cunt protruded out like a ripe fruit between the tops of her thighs. Her large hairy cuntlips drooped like two flaps, joining at the bottom to point to her tight puckered asshole. With a soft moan, Dulcie ran her hands over Susan's voluptuous ass and pulled open her cuntlips to look inside. Filled with wonder and lust, the young girl suddenly plastered her mouth over the older woman's cunt and drilled her tongue inside the hot, dripping cunthole.
Susan gasped and groaned at the delicious feel of Dulcie's tongue in her cunt. She began sucking Wade's cock more furiously, squeezing his balls and probing his asshole with a fingertip. The excitement of being with two women at the same time coupled with his mother's hungry mouth soon had the boy quaking. With a raucous grunt he lost control of his balls and blasted his jism into his mother's face.
Chapter Eight
"Everyone has lustful thoughts," Dr. Grimm said. "There's no need to take them seriously."
Susan had the impression that his benign smile was supposed to comfort her. Suffering from guilt over all the evil things which had transpired between herself and her son, she had decided to seek professional help. Dr. Grimm's office was not far from her house and he had kindly agreed to talk to her.
"But suppose it's more than just thoughts," Susan said softly. "I mean . . . there are certain things that are forbidden, aren't there?"
"Like what, my dear?" Dr. Grimm chuckled. His eyes glittered and his thin moustache seemed to quiver. The smile on his face was almost a leer, as if he already knew what Susan was talking about. Then suddenly the leer vanished to be replaced by a frown of wrathful authority. "Like what?" he said gruffly.
Susan quivered meekly, feeling as though she were about to face the judgment of God. "It's my son," she said. "He's eighteen and . . . "
She never finished the sentence. Dr. Grimm's coal black eyes suddenly seemed to bore right through her.
"Indulgence!" his voice abruptly boomed. "Less indulgence and more prayer! People don't pray enough these days! More prayer and less indulgence, that's the ticket to a happy life!"
"But I-I-I thought you're a doctor," Susan stuttered.
"I use whatever methods are appropriate," he said, pulling his lips back in a thin smile. "Get down on the floor and pray, my child. It's fortunate that you're my last patient today. It's God's will that I devote full attention to your problem."
He guided Susan down to the rug and ordered her to begin praying. Kneeling on the floor, she submissively closed her eyes and looked pious. If prayer would rid her of the demons haunting her, she would be forever thankful to Dr. Grimm. In any case, his presence was so comforting that already she felt more at peace with herself. He was patting her head now, running his hand over her head and neck to soothe her.
"Pray for forgiveness and redemption," he intoned.
Susan quivered. The good Dr. Grimm was showing her how to use the fear of God given to her as a child. His hand was stroking her back now, his fingers running up and down her spine as though testing it for something. Well, at least it feels medical, she thought. There were all kinds of new methods today for people with problems. Maybe this was one of them. The important thing was to get the guilt out of her head.
Dr. Grimm slid his hand all the way down Susan's back and onto her full round ass.
Susan froze. His touch was electric, sending Ihrills shooting up to her shoulder blades, prayer or no prayer, she was responding like the hot-cunted woman she knew she was. There was no more thought of guilt or God or medicine. The expert fondling of her ass by Dr. Grimm's hand overwhelmed her with excitement. In the back of her mind she wondered what the hell was going on, but the thought stayed in the back of her mind and never came to the front.
Dr. Grimm's hand remained on her ass, gently patting the plump cheeks as his fingertip probed the crack between them. Susan held her breath, waiting, and finally there came the first touch of his fingertip against the ring of her asshole. As though a magic button had been pushed, she moaned softly and shivered.
"You need redemption, don't you, child?" Dr. Grimm said.
"Yes!" Susan whispered. She remained still as he rolled her dress up to her waist and pulled her panties slowly down to her knees. The touch of his hand on the bare cheeks of her ass brought another moan out of her throat.
"Pray," said Dr. Grimm. His eyes raked over Susan's luscious ass. He liked a woman's ass to be full and round, the flesh a little wobbly but still firm enough to be elastic, the asscrack deep and inviting. Pulling a pillow off the nearby couch and onto the floor, he gently pushed Susan's shoulder blades and made her lower her head and shoulders to the pillows. She knelt there now like a Moslem in prayer, her head down on the pillow and her ass in the air.
"Pray," Dr. Grimm said. "Ask for forgiveness."
He moved behind her and gazed at the lovely presentation of healthy feminine flesh. Her fat hairy-lipped cunt pushed out between the lower slope of her asscheeks like a ripe fruit. Her dark cunt hair grew in delicate whorls right up into the crack of her ass and around her puckered brown asshole.
Once more he put his hand on her ass, this time dragging his finger between her wet drooping cuntlips and smearing some of her cuntjuice over the tight ring of her shithole.
"Oh, God!" Susan moaned.
"Do you want redemption, my child?"
"Yes!"
"Front door or back door?"
"Huh?"
"Cunt or ass?"
"I don't care!" she wailed. "Just hurry!"
"A woman after my own heart," Dr. Grimm chuckled. "We'll do both. Nature gave us both, so we'll do both. Never go against nature, my child."
Susan realized by now that Dr. Grimm was off his rocker. She didn't care. She wanted fucking so bad, she would take the cock of the top lunatic in town. Kneeling there with her bare ass up in the air, her cunt and asshole exposed to the man's gaze, had made her so hot and horny she was about ready to faint from deprivation. One thing was certain-Dr. Grimm had sure in hell gotten her to think about something besides her son!
Where was he? Then suddenly she felt his cockhead rubbing up and down the gash of her cunt, stirring up her juice, fitting into the mouth of her quivering cunthole, and then finally slamming into her steaming fuck-channel like a bull's prick drilling a cow. "Oh, Jesus in heaven save me!" she cried. Dr. Grimm was intent on doing some saving of his own. He was an accomplished fucker, particularly in the rear-entry position, and he proceeded to fuck poor Susan to a frazzle. When she began quaking and groaning, signaling the onset of her climax, the benevolent doctor pulled his cock out of her spasming cunt and quickly pushed the entire length of his fuck-pole up her ass. He was a medical man and he knew all about assholes. One look at Susan's asshole had told him a great deal about her sexual preferences. As he expected, the sudden intrusion of his fuck-meat in her shitter slammed the pretty young mother through the gates of paradise. Grunting like a wild boar, Dr. Grimm dumped his load in her bowels a moment afterward.
Later, when they had their breaths back, he asked her to remove her clothes.
Susan was dubious. Her asshole felt about as big as one of the railroad tunnels that ran through the hills outside of town. She had no interest in having her ass plugged again by his reawakened cock. On the other hand, if she could get him to pay more attention to her pussy, she wouldn't mind at all. The trouble with ass-fucking was that once you let a man have it they seemed to want nothing else. Hoping things would work out to suit her needs, she began stripping off her clothes."
"Leave the shoes on," he said. "You look delicious in high heels."
He sure is a lusty man! she thought. You wouldn't think it to look at him. He looked like an ordinary doctor, like one of those men you see on television talking about medicine for backaches. She liked his neat moustache. A man with hair on his lip always made her think of cuntlapping.
When she was down to nothing but her shoes and the necklace of imitation pearls around her neck, Dr. Grimm made her walk around the room while he sat relaxed on the sofa. She thought she'd feel weird doing it, but she discovered she liked it. She could feel his eyes on the jiggle of her tits and ass as she pranced back and forth in front of him. This lewd way of exhibiting her body soon brought the juices flowing out of her cunt again.
Dr. Grimm finally rose up and removed his clothes. He arranged them in a neat pile on a chair and sat down again on the sofa. This was the first time Susan had a chance to have a good look at his cock, and she liked what she saw. He was soft at the moment, but his cock promised to be long and thick when it was hard. His balls were large and hairy, reinforcing her image of him as a lusty fucker. She guessed he was about fifty. He seemed to be in better shape than some men she knew half his age.
"I think I'll suck your cock," she said coyly.
Dr. Grimm smiled. "You're reading my mind, Mrs. Potter." "Call me Susan."
"And you may call me Arthur. Redemption becomes you, my dear. Now start sucking."
His voice had a commanding tone that at the same time both thrilled and irritated her. Maybe that's what I need, she thought. A masterful man to take charge of things.
Kneeling between his legs, she brought his soft cock-meat to her mouth, closed her lips over his spongy cockhead, and began sucking. She sucked slowly and firmly, gradually taking all of his soft cock inside her mouth.
Arthur Grimm, medical man and cocksman, was no fool. He was experienced enough to recognize a pigeon when he saw one. Susan Potter, no matter what her previous sins, obviously needed a strong hand to guide her through the labyrinth of life. Arthur Grimm could think of no better hand for the job than his own. She was a juicy piece and good for countless hours of amusement if he played his cards just right. A prize, he thought, a luscious delectable prize. The important thing was to find out her limits, or at least what she thought her limits were. With women, he knew, these were never the same. Women never knew their own limits.
In the meantime, she was doing a fair job sucking his cock. Grabbing hold of her ears with his fingers, he kept her head moving up and down on his cock.
"That's good," he said. "That's very good."
Her mouth filled with his growing cock, Susan could do no more than blink her eyes in reply. She understood now why her asshole hurt so much. His cock was huge. He was only half hard and already almost too big for her mouth. If he kept growing like this, he'd soon choke her. She sucked faster and faster, hoping to get him hard quickly and then get her mouth off his cock. He kept on holding her ears, however, and then her head, and as his cock grew bigger and bigger in her mouth, she discovered there was no way she could move, no way at all. She panicked. She drooled spit out of her mouth. She gagged and finally choked. He held her head immobilized, stuffing her mouth and throat with his huge cock, until at last blackness overcame her and she passed out.
When Susan opened her eyes again, she found herself tied up. Her wrists were tied behind her back and her legs were tied up folded so that her knees were pressed against her tits. She was afraid now. She turned her head and looked at Dr. Grimm sitting nearby. He had his legs spread and his fist slowly pumping his cock.
"Comfortable?"
"Please don't hurt me," Susan said. She tried to keep her voice calm. The doctor was obviously a crazy nut and that meant he was dangerous. She'd read stories of women getting in the clutches of guys like this, but she'd never believed it could happen to her.
Dr. Grimm smiled. "Tell me about your son," he said.
She told him everything. At least as long as she talked, he wasn't doing anything except listening. She told him all about Wade and also about Dulcie. He was very interested in
Dulcie.
"Did you suck her pussy?" "Yes," Susan blushed. "Did you like it?" "A little."
Dr. Grimm laughed. His cock was very hard now, his cockhead swollen and reddish-purple in color. His balls looked bigger than ever, and Susan found herself getting turned-on again. Once it started, the fact that she was tied up made things even more exciting.
"Let's get you on the floor," Dr. Grimm said.
Lifting her up as though she were a little child, he put her down on the rug on her knees. The way she was trussed up, she was in the right position for a good fucking from behind, but that wasn't what Dr. Grimm wanted. He came around to her head and lay down with his crotch under her face.
"You need someone strong to take care of you, don't you?" he said.
"Yes," Susan said. She was very hot now, her pussy oozing cuntjuice again and wetting her thighs.
"You like doing whatever I tell you to do, don't you?"
"Yes," she said softly.
He pulled his knees up, bringing his ass under her face. There was no need for him to tell her what to do. Rocking her body forward she licked the hairy ring of his asshole and finally drilled her tongue inside his shitter.
Chapter Nine
At the very moment Susan was tongue-fucking Dr. Grimm's elastic asshole, her son Wade was imagining what it would be like to do the same thing to his girlfriend's mother. He was alone with Barbara Manning. He'd come to the house looking for Dulcie, but the teenager was visiting a relative in a nearby town and would probably be gone for the weekend. Coincidentally, Steve Manning, Dulcie's father, was out of town on business.
"Nothing here but poor little me all alone,"
Barbara smiled.
She offered him a Coke. Wade had always thought she resembled his mother. She was certainly a hot-looking bitch. She was a few years older than his mother, but the extra years looked good on her tan face and lush body. She was wearing a pair of smooth tight pants that showed off her full ass and firm thighs. The top buttons of her blouse were undone, and whenever he could he grabbed a peek at her big tits.
Barbara Manning was impressed with Wade. He seemed like a nice kid and she'd rather have Dulcie going steady than running around. She also liked Wade's strong athletic i build. He looked manly enough to give a woman some solid fucking.
"I'm glad you're dating Dulcie," she said, moving close to him and putting her hands on his shoulders. She hugged him briefly, pressing j herself against his hard chest.
Wade was surprised. He could feel her thick nipples through their clothing. The scent of her perfume filled his nostrils. His cock i stiffened in his pants, and when she moved away her thigh brushed against his cockhead.
"Stay awhile," she said. "I'll play some records for you."
She made sure to walk ahead of him to show off her rolling ass. She was careful about not being too blatant. Sometimes a boy his age got turned off if a woman came on too strong.
Unknown to Barbara, there was no chance in the world that Wade would get turned off. He watched the saucy twitch of her ass and wondered what it would be like to fuck the shit out of her.
After a half-hour of listening to records and staring at his crotch, Barbara said, "I was planning on getting some sun on the back patio. Why don't you join me, honey? I'm sure my husband has something that'll fit you."
In a short while Wade found himself behind the house wearing nothing but a pair of swim-trunks and sunglasses. He was now definitely grateful that Dulcie wasn't around. Barbara Manning held a glass of bourbon in one hand and a boozed-up smile on her face. She was wearing the smallest string bikini he'd ever seen. Only the very tips of her swollen boobs were covered by tiny rectangles of fabric. Hardly more than a postage stamp covered her crotch, and he could see the tight curls of her cunt hair swirling out of the sides.
Barbara quivered as she watched the boy's eyes rake over her body. God bless whoever it was who invented the bikini! Let him look- she was getting an eyeful herself. She had to hold herself back from drooling openly over his lean hard muscles. She imagined his strong legs wrapped around her neck as she pumped her face in and out of his hot crotch.
They sat beside each other on two lawn chairs, talking and lazily soaking up the sun. Wade brazenly eyed her tits and belly, and Barbara just as brazenly eyed his crotch. He had a hard-on. It was obvious to her, and after a while it was obvious to him that she knew about it. In the middle of a story about her days in high school, she put her hand on his thigh, squeezed his tight muscles, and then gradually moved her fingers up to touch the outline of his throbbing cock.
At first her touch was as light as a feather, but then her fingers became more insistent and she began massaging his rock-hard cockshaft. Wade remained frozen, afraid to do or say anything that would make her remove her hand.
She finally released her hold on his prick and said in a husky voice, "I think we've had enough sun for now. Let's go inside."
They rose up together, their bodies touching, and in a moment they had their arms around each other and their mouths fused in a wet kiss.
She pushed her tongue into his mouth, and when he returned the caress she sucked on his tongue with a strong grip of her lips and teeth.
Her tits pressed against his chest, her belly pushed against his, and his hard cock fit snugly into the warm pocket of her pussy.
He slowly moved his hands down over her back and onto the smooth round cheeks of her ass. He was surprised at the firmness of her ass. She had a big ass and he'd expected it to be soft, but it was*, firm and pliant and delicious to hold.
"Mmmmmmm!" she purred. "I like your hands there!"
Kissing her again, he squeezed and jiggled her asscheeks.
"Come on!" she cooed. "Let's get inside!"
He followed her with his eyes riveted to her bouncing ass and his cock threatening to tear a hole in his trunks. Her husband's trunks. The idea that he was about to fuck another guy's wife was a real turn-on. He'd never done that before. Fucking his mother was one thing, but Barbara Manning not only had the appeal of an older woman, she was also someone else's pussy. He liked that. It would make fucking her much more exciting.
As Barbara walked in front of the boy deliberately wiggling her ass to keep him interested, it occurred to her that she was about to fuck her daughter's boyfriend. The idea was somehow terribly exciting and made her quiver with lust. She'd fucked boys before, but never anyone that Dulcie knew. Fucking Wade would be a first. Fucking and sucking. She definitely intended to get a mouthful of his big cock. God, he was hung! He seemed bigger than Steve, and Steve wasn't small. She was jealous of Dulcie. She'd suspected all along that the kids were fucking, but now that she knew about the cock Dulcie had to play with, she was jealous.
Once inside the house, unable to control himself any longer, Wade grabbed the bottom of her string bikini and pulled it off.
He palmed her wobbling asscheeks with a husky groan.
Barbara giggled and held still a moment to let the kid have his feel of her ass. She certainly had more of an ass than Dulcie. She wondered if he'd ever fucked a woman her age before. He seemed very sure of himself, much more than she'd expected.
Pulling away from him at last, she turned to face him and looked meaningfully down at his bulging crotch.
Wade grinned. His eyes watching her response, he pulled his trunks out of the way and let his hard cock spring free.
"Oh, Jesus!" Barbara whispered. She was silent a moment, feasting her eyes on the sight of the boy's throbbing thick fuck-pole, and then she suddenly knelt down and pressed his cockshaft against her cheek.
"Lovely, lovely cock!" she breathed. His hairy balls tickling her cheek, she kissed the side of his cockshaft.
Wade gazed down at her face, waiting, and then he lost patience. Holding her head in one hand and his cock in the other, he pressed his cockhead against her lips and pushed it into her mouth.
Instead of resisting, she opened her mouth wide and gorged herself on his hot cockmeat. When she had his spongy fat cockhead jammed against the back of her throat, she pulled back to his cockhead leaving a wet trail of saliva on his cockshaft. Popping his knob out of her mouth, she looked up at him.
"Fuck my mouth a little," she said. "But go easy, honey. You've got a whopper of a cock!"
"Let your tits hang loose," he said.
She was thrilled by the way he talked. Tearing off her bikini top, she wiggled her shoulders to shake her tits for him. Then she slowly ran her hands up her belly to the undersides of her tits and lifted the heavy globes in her palms. Dropping them suddenly, she watched the quivering of her nipples.
"Suck my cock!" Wade croaked.
Smiling at the clear cockjuice dripping out of his pisshole, Barbara closed her mouth over his swollen cockhead and held still to let him fuck her face.
"Oh, yeah!" the boy grunted. Slowly pumping his hips back and forth, he pistoned his thick cock in and out of her clinging mouth.
Her fingers fluttered over his nut-sac, probing and gently squeezing, hefting the weight of each ball. She had no expectations that he would last long. A boy his age would come quickly and like a volcano the first time. She wasn't wrong. When she tasted the first oozing drops of his thick jism, she went wild.
She sucked and slurped on his juicy thick cock, taking his cockhead as far back into her throat as she could with each stroke. Clutching his hard asscheeks with her hands, she slipped her fingers under his trunks and probed his tight asshole. When instead of protesting, he squirmed his ass to encourage her, she screwed a finger deep into his rubbery shithole.
His hot ass squeezed her finger as he continued fucking her mouth. Suddenly he stiffened, held her head with both hands, and groaned.
"Suck it, bitch! Suck my cum!"
A moment later she quivered with lust as he began spurting. God, what a thrill! He came in buckets, his hot thick jism splattering her mouth and throat. She sucked and swallowed and sucked again, gulping his hot fuck-juice in great slimy globs down her throat. She tried getting every drop, but it was no use-some of it splashed and dribbled out of the corners of her mouth-and she had to wipe her lips with her fingers and then suck his jism off her fingertips. Smacking her slippery lips, she sucked on his pisshole one last time.
"Oh, shit, that was great!" Wade groaned, his cock falling out of her mouth to dangle against her chin.
Barbara chuckled and rose up. "It sure was, honey! Let's get on the sofa. My legs hurt from kneeling like that." "Let me suck your tits." "If you don't, I'll be angry!" she laughed. He was aching to get his lips on her thick, juicy-looking nipples. The crowns of her nipples were bigger than his mother's and they were pink. He'd never sucked pink nipples as big as these before.
On the sofa, she sat down and cradled his head in her lap. She let him play awhile with her tits, and then she pushed a pillow under his head to raise him up. Leaning forward, she dropped a nipple into his hungry sucking mouth. One of the nice things about boys his age was that they were usually tit-crazy. They could suck for hours. She'd screwed a few kids who had been able to make her come just by sucking her nipples. It took a lot of sucking, but it was possible.
Wade had stripped off his trunks before getting on the sofa, so that she was able to play with his cock while he sucked her tits. He wasn't completely soft, but it would take some work to get him up again. She wanted his load in her hand this time, so that she could have the thrill of rubbing it over her tits. She'd been doing that since her high-school days and she suspected that was why her tits remained so firm. Her husband thought she was crazy. In the early days of their marriage he'd obliged her with a load of jism two or three times a week, but that was years ago. Using her fingers delicately and expertly, she began pumping Wade's cock.
Wade, however, had his own ideas about where to dump his second load. Since the first time he'd met Dulcie's mother, he'd had fantasies about her ass. He wasn't sure if he'd ever get her pants down again, and he was determined to fuck her ass without delay. As soon as he was bored with sucking her tits, he pulled his mouth away and sat up.
"Get on your hands and knees," he said.
Barbara looked down at her spit-covered tits and shivered. How masterful he was! He was much more experienced than she'd thought. The suspicion that she was going to get much more of a tucking than she'd expected made her cunt quiver with anticipation.
She knelt on the sofa on her hands and knees with her ass towards his face. Showing herself like this to a man had always given her a maximum turn-on. She felt like a bitch-dog in heat offering her rear end to a stud. She felt so vulnerable! She had her cunt and asshole right under the boy's lustful eyes. Thank God she was fresh from a shower! Would the sight of her asshole turn him off? She realized how stupid she was when she felt Wade's wet lips closing over the tight ring of her shithole.
"Oh, Mary Mother of God!" she wailed. He had his tongue in her ass! Steve sometimes did it to her when he got really drunk and out of control, but a long time had passed since she'd had a man's tongue in there. She'd almost forgotten how exquisite it was! The boy was an expert. Did Dulcie get this, too? Was that why she seemed so peaceful lately? A good reaming of her ass with a wet tongue was enough to make any woman thankful she was alive. God, he was good! He knew exactly what to do! She could feel his long thick tongue slithering in and out of her shithole like a wet eel.
When he had her asshole thoroughly wet with spit, Wade pulled his face away and rose up on his knees behind her. Christ, what a gorgeous ass she had! Her pouting cunt looked so ripe and inviting, he was tempted to fuck her there instead of in her asshole.
"Where are you going to put it?" Barbara said in a quavering voice, still dazed by the pleasure of his tongue in her ass.
"Where would you like it?" Wade smirked. "How about your ass?"
"Sure, honey! Whatever you want! But hurry!"
Reaching back, she grabbed hold of his cock and rubbed his cockhead up and down over the wrinkled bump of her asshole. Wade had sense enough to scoop some cuntjuice out of her cunt and lubricate her shitter. He'd had the skin of his cock almost torn off once by his mother's dry asshole and he wasn't about to repeat the experience.
Positioning his cockhead on the ring of Barbara's winking asshole, he pushed forward and popped inside like a baseball bat going into a barrel of melted butter. There was no resistance at all.
"Jesus fucking Christ!" he hissed. "You've got a wide-open ass!"
Barbara giggled. Her asshole had been stretched by enough cocks over the years to make it conveniently loose. Whenever a man fucked her in the ass for the first time he always exclaimed about how open she was.
"Come on!" Wade groaned. "Move your fucking ass, Mrs. Manning!"
How lusty he was! His thick cock felt marvelous in there! She shivered with pleasure when he leaned forward to grab her hanging tits. He was on her like a dog now, bowed over her back with his cock up her ass and his hands squeezing her tits. She began gyrating her ass to get the full feel of his randy cock in her shitter.
Snorting and grunting, the sweat rolling off his body, Wade pumped his cock like a demon. The thrill of being able to fuck an asshole without worrying about hurting the woman overwhelmed him. Barbara Manning's asshole felt no tighter than a tight cunt, and at the moment it was the most glorious hole in the world.
"Oh, shit, I'm coming!" he groaned. "Give it to me!" Barbara hissed. She shoved three fingers inside her cunt, pumping her fuck-hole and feeling his cock ramming in and out on the other side of the thin wall that separated her cunthole and asshole.
"Fuck me baby," she cried. "Shoot it up my ass! Fuck me!"
Grunting and groaning, rocking on the sofa like two animals gone crazy, they cried out as the waves of ecstasy washed over them in a great flood.
Chapter Ten
"Same time next week," Dr. Grimm said.
Her legs wobbly, Susan almost staggered onto the street in front of Dr. Grimm's office. Same time next week over my dead body! she thought. If he thought she was ever going back there again, he was crazy! She'd wanted nothing more than a little advice about a problem with her son, and instead of getting advice she'd been tied, reamed out, and fucked senseless by a freak!
She finally found her car where she'd parked it a block away. Her ass hurt when she sat down behind the wheel. Whoever said ass-fucking was a breeze? Certainly not any woman who ever had it in the ass! She had trouble enough with Wade, getting him to go easy when he had his cock up her shitter, she ought to have known better than to let Dr. Grimm get his horsecock in there. The bastard had paid hardly enough attention to her pussy. She still had a few comes in her, and just thinking about all the wild things Dr. Grimm had made her do brought cuntjuice out of her hole to wet her panties again:
I'm a crazy nympho, she thought, giggling. She could never get enough.
She was too restless to go home, but she had no idea what to do instead. She was frazzled. She was drunk on jism and juice and spit. Maybe it made the best cocktail in the world, but it sure left a woman run-down! Her tits ached and her crotch felt like a muddy, used-up football field. Her mind and body needed rest, but her pussy kept crying for more!
She drove around for awhile, and finally she stopped at a small coffee shop on Rhomberg Street. The place was empty, except for a waitress and a busboy, but it looked clean enough and the kitchen was still open. The blonde waitress fixed a cold chicken sandwich, and once Susan had some food in her stomach she felt much better.
She took notice of the busboy. He was a good-looking kid with a lean body and a cute freckled face. His hair was a little shaggy and his pants and shoes grimy, but there was something sexy about him that caused Susan's pussy to flutter as she gave him the once-over.
I ought to be locked up, she thought. He was just a kid. Well, so was her son. Anyway, kids knew all about women these days. She tried to imagine the busboy without clothes. He reminded her very much of Wade, and she wondered if their cocks would be similar, too. It's a crazy world, she thought. People ought to go around with their cocks and cunts hanging out so a person could see the parts that counted. She thought about that awhile and had to cover her mouth with a paper napkin to stop herself from giggling.
The waitress came over with the check. "Closing soon," she said. "If you'd like to pay up now, I'll take it."
After that the busboy came over to clear way the dishes. Susan looked him over again, more interested than ever. His pants were tight enough to show the muscles of his cute little ass. A flush came to her cheeks and her hands trembled as she imagined doing to him what she had done to Dr. Grimm. How exciting it would be to turn on a boy like this!
He smiled briefly at her and wiped the table with a greasy rag.
"I bet you're happy the place is closing up,"
she said.
His eyes moved from her face down to her tits. She had her bra inside her purse, and she knew he could see the outlines of her nipples through the thin material of her dress.
"Yeah," he said.
Nothing more. There was a wisdom in his eyes, as if he knew she'd been sizing him up. He wiped the table again, and this time he looked at the bulge of her tits more boldly.
They're all tit-crazy, Susan thought. She sure wouldn't mind having a kid like this sucking on her boobs for about an hour!
She leaned forward a bit, showing him some cleavage, wondering if he was old enough to recognize she was making a pass. She imagined his tongue swabbing the soft skin between her tits. How lovely it would be to cuddle his freckled face between her balloons!
The busboy finally sauntered away, and she realized she had to leave before they threw her out.
Look at me, she thought. She was a housewife and mother pushing forty with hot-pants for a greasy little busboy in a greasy little coffee shop. Maybe Dr. Grimes was right.
Maybe she needed someone to drag her around on a leash like the animal she was.
In the car again, she drove around aimlessly, her right hand between her legs to finger her wet pussy. She finally made an abrupt U-turn and headed directly back to the coffee shop.
The shop was closed and the waitress was climbing into a car. She could see nothing of the busboy at first, and then he came around from the back. He waved to the waitress and started walking down the street.
Susan followed him, driving slowly, and when they were a few blocks from the coffee shop she pulled over to the curb and honked her horn.
He stopped and came over to the window, a question on his face, and then a surprised look of recognition.
"How about a lift?" she said. "We seem to be going the same way."
He hesitated, his eyes uncertain, and then he shrugged. "Sure, thanks a lot, lady."
Opening the door, he climbed in beside her on the front seat. He was still wearing the same grimy pants and shoes, but his shirt looked clean. The shirt had short sleeves, and for the first time she noticed how muscular his arms were.
"I bet you're an athlete," she said as they pulled away from the curb.
He shrugged. He sat with his legs spread wide and his hands folded in his croth. "I keep in shape," he said with a cute toughness in his voice.
Susan's blood raced. It's all so easy, she thought, once you get up enough gumption to take the initiative. You have to grab what you want in this world, and right now she wanted this kid. She wanted him pumping his cock between her legs like a young stallion.
"How do you keep in shape?" she said. "Football?"
He shrugged. "Yeah, when it's not too hot.
Sometimes I use weights."
"I bet you've got a great body," she purred. "I bet you could take a poor little girl like me and just wear her out in no time at all!"
If there had been any doubt in his mind about what she wanted, there was no doubt any more.
"Jesus!" he breathed.
He looked frightened. It suddenly occurred to her that he'd never been with a woman before. It was just intuition, but she knew it had to be true. The idea of his sweet innocence, of getting him all hot and bothered and showing him the ropes, caused her cunt to spasm and ooze out a flood of cuntjuice. She could feel the warm wetness between her legs, on the insides of her thighs and under her ass.
I'm peeing my pants over this kid! she thought.
Just in case he was wavering or in doubt about what she wanted, she said, "I'd like you to fuck me. You look very capable, like a man who knows how to make a woman feel good. I know you're probably not too experienced, but that doesn't matter. What counts is whether you're man enough. Are you?" "Holy shit!" he gurgled. God how wonderful it was being on top of things! He reminded her of the first time with Wade-the same fidgeting, the same uncertainty, the same blushing cheeks.
At the next red light, she leaned across the seat and said, "Kiss me."
He hesitated a moment, and then he turned his head and plastered his hot young mouth against hers.
She took him to a motel. She made him wait in the car while she rented the room. When she walked back to the car from the office, she had a sudden fear that he'd run off, but he was still there, sitting in the front seat quietly waiting.
He's a doll, she thought. He would make up for that bastard, Dr. Grimm.
The motel was a hot-pillow place, but it was too early to be crowded and she had no trouble getting the kid into the room without being seen.
When they were inside the room, she locked the door and for the first time thought about asking his name.
"I guess we ought to know each other's names," she chuckled.
He said his name was Terry.
"That a cute name," she cooed. "I like it. Susan and Terry. It sounds nice, doesn't it?"
She took him into her arms, pressing her body against his, her tits flattening against his hard chest, her belly pushing against his hard cock. She was glad he was the taller one. It somehow made her feel less guilty about his youth.
When they kissed, he hesitantly moved his hands over her back, stroking her shoulder blades through the material of her dress, but going nowhere else. She had an urge to grab his hands and put them on her tits, but she decided to take her time, to get him tuned up to a fever pitch.
She stepped back and began unbuttoning his shirt. He tried to help her, but she pushed his hands away with a smile.
"Let me do it," she said. "Just relax and let me do everything."
His hands fell away to his sides. He almost seemed relieved that he had no more decisions to make about how to act.
She finished unbuttoning his shirt, slipped it off his shoulders and arms, and tossed it away. He had a firmly muscled, almost hairless chest. She ran her fingertips over his nipples and down to his waist. Working on his belt buckle, she opened it, unsnapped his pants, and stripped them down to his knees.
She smiled at his immobility. She imagined the combination of uncertainty and excitement overwhelming his mind. His cock looked as hard as a rock, deliciously big, tenting his jockey shorts and threatening to burst right through the cotton.
Pressing herself against him, she kissed him again and ran her hands down his bare back to his ass. She first ran her fingertips lightly over the contours of his asscheeks, and then she slipped her hands under the waistband of his shorts to clutch the bare flesh of his butt.
The lovely feel of his muscular ass in her hands brought a soft moan to her lips.
She pressed her belly more insistently against his cock, slowly grinding her body against his fuck-meat.
I'll eat him up alive, she thought. I'll drain every drop of jism out of his sweet young balls.
Clutching and kneading his asscheeks, she slithered her wet tongue in and out of the boy's mouth. When she finally pulled away from him, the fire in her pussy threatened to swamp her senses.
"You're delicious!" she said. "We're going to have a wonderful time together!"
He said nothing. He tried talking, but he was quaking so with lust that nothing but a gargle came out of his throat.
With a soft chuckle she stepped forward again, this time slipping her hands inside the waistband of his shorts in front and slowly working towards his jutting cock.
He groaned at the first touch of her hand on his rigid prick.
"Just relax," she whispered. Avoiding his cock as best as she could, she pulled his shorts down to his thighs.
His cock sprang up, hard as an iron bar, dripping at the tip, his foreskin half skinned off his swollen cockhead, his pink young balls pulled up into a tight juicy-looking handful.
She made a great show of studying his cock, admiring it, even smiling at it, all without touching it. When she finally touched him, it was only to run her fingertips as lightly as possible from the base of his cock up to his cockhead.
He shivered visibly, his eyes closed and his mouth hanging open.
She slowly ran her fingers back down his cockshaft to the base, and this time she continued on down to gently caress his balls.
"Oh, Christ!" the boy groaned.
"Easy!" Susan smiled, removing her hand in order to avoid setting him off. She wouldn't mind watching him spurt his jism, but it was too soon and maybe unfair to him.
"I'm going to do something nice for you," she said. "Something delicious for both of us. Would you like that?"
He nodded. "Oh, yeah!" he croaked. "Whatever you say, lady!"
Stepping back, leaving him with his pants and shorts hanging around his knees, she unzipped her dress.
He stood there mesmerized, watching her every move. When she had the zipper on the back of her dress pulled down to her waist, she deftly slipped off the dress and suddenly faced fcim wearing nothing but blue bikini panties and high-heeled sandals, her thick-nippled heavy tits swaying and jiggling like two ripe melons.
He stared. He'd seen tits like hers in photographs, but never in the flesh. His mouth hung open again and she could hear his rasping breath as it came out of his throat.
She ran her hands up along the sides of her hips to the underslopes of her tits and raised them up. With a sultry smile, she pointed her long nipples at him. Then she dropped her hands, hooked her fingers in the waistband of her panties, and leaned forward to slip them off. When she straightened up again, she turned to toss the panties away, deliberately showing him her ass.
Exhibiting herself like this, when she knew full well the effect she was having on him, was an exquisite delight. She wanted him to remember these moments for the rest of his life. She wanted him to remember his first fuck as the most glorious fuck of all.
"You've never been with a woman before, have you?" she said.
"No," he groaned.
"Then just relax, honey. Everything will be fine."
Helping him get rid of his shoes and socks and pants and shorts, she took his hand and led him to the bed.
She made him stretch out on the bed on his back, and she sat beside him and ran her hands over his body. Gently fingering his cock, she began stroking his foreskin back and forth over his cockhead with a feather-light touch.
He closed his eyes and groaned.
Bending over, she licked his belly and gradually worked her mouth down to his crotch. She sniffed the musky male smell of him, rubbing her nose along his cockshaft from the base to his cockhead.
His cock twitched and pulsed under h face, as though begging for more attention.
Her pussy quivering with excitement, she kissed the base of his shaft, worked her hps along the throbbing column of fuck-meat to his cockhead, and engulfed his rosy bloated knob in her wet mouth. "Oh, Jesus!" he moaned. She moved her lips and tongue as slowly as possible, sucking gently on his cockhead, nibbling his juicy knob with the edges of her teeth. Then she gradually worked the ring of her lips over the flared rim of his cockhead, over the roll of foreskin behind it, and down his long cockshaft until his cockhead lodged in her throat.
Her mind was overwhelmed by the heavenly feeling of having her mouth and throat stuffed with pulsating male meat.
She drew back slowly, leaving a wet trail of saliva on his cockshaft, sucking strongly when she was back on his cockhead again, and finally pulling her lips off the tip of his cock with a wet smacking sound.
I've got to fuck him, she thought. She could wait no longer. She sat up. He opened his eyes in surprise. He'd obviously thought she was going to suck him off, and now he was uncertain about what was happening.
Smiling, her face flushed and sweaty, she climbed over him and squatted over his body.
"Put your hands on my tits," she said softly. "Don't be afraid."
He reached out to grab the heavy fruit of her hanging tits. She moaned when his fingers grazed her swollen nipples.
"Play with my nipples, honey. They're very sensitive now."
Leaning forward on her knees, she shifted up until she had her tits dangling like melons over his face.
"Open your mouth," she said.
When his mouth opened wide, she giggled and dropped a thick nipple beween his teeth.
"Give it a good suck," she mewled, "That's the way! A little more pressure, honey. That's good! Now suck hard!"
He soon had the idea, and waves of sensation began to roll up from her nipple as he sucked and chewed. When her nipple was almost numb, she pulled it out of his mouth and offered him the other one. This time there was no need to tell him what to do. He sucked and slurped on her hanging tit, abandoning himself to the pleasure of stuffing his mouth with warm female flesh.
Finally pulling her tits away from his face, she moved her crotch down to his cock again. Raising up, squatting over him, she used one hand to fit his dripping cockhead between her quivering cuntlips. With a groan of pleasure, she lowered her cunt down on his throbbing fuck-pole.
"Oh, yes!" she hissed. How marvelous it was! His thick young cock stretched the mouth of her cunthole so beautifully she almost wanted to cry. She could see the ecstasy on his face, the wild frenzied pleasure of his first fuck, the first probing of his cock inside a woman's cunt.
"Nice?"
"Oh, Christ, yeah!" he groaned.
"You have a lovely cock. I feel it all the way inside me. It's delicious!"
She began rocking slowly, her mind focused on the friction between cock and cunt, her teeth biting her lower lip, her tits swinging like heavy bells.
He kept his eyes fixed on her jiggling nipples, and finally he put his hands on her tits and held the swaying globes while she fucked him.
"Fucking is easy," she said between clenched teeth. "Always do what you feel like doing, and what you think the other person will like. Just let yourself go. Do you like the way my pussy feels?"
"It feels great!"
She laughed. "I thought you'd like it. You have the look of a lover." She began moving a little faster, humping her cunt on his cock, her body rocking with an easy, expert rhythm. The position she liked best was getting it from behind, but otherwise she'd rather be on top. She liked being able to move.
The boy was responding now, bucking up his ass to fuck back.
"Yes!" she cried. "Give it to me! I want you to come now! Shoot it, honey, shoot it!"
She rocked on him, fucking his cock, milking him with her cunt muscles, her eyes fixed on his face to watch the flow of pleasure over his features. Her orgasm was building rapidly now, and the movements of her body accelerated, the friction of her cunt on his cock forcing the boy to his own peak.
Then he suddenly cried out and grunted and began shooting his load. She fucked him faster, humping her crotch on his cock, her lips pulled back in a grimace of intense pleasure, the walls of her cunt spasming and gushing cuntjuice as she began convulsing.
"Oh, shit, yes! Oh, Christ, shoot it into me! OH, GOD, FUCK ME!"
When it was over, she collapsed on top of him in a sagging heap.
Chapter Eleven
It was only a matter of time before Dulcie discovered that Wade was fucking her mother. She was shocked first, and then furious. She discovered them together one afternoon in the living room. They weren't fucking, but they had their arms around each other and they were obviously about to get started. Dulcie screamed at her mother, calling her all sorts of names, and stormed out of the house in a fury. An hour later the teenager returned, this time more quietly. She had a hunger now to see them together, to watch her mother fucking her boyfriend. She walked into the house with her pussy dripping juice and her heart pounding. She was unconcerned about them knowing she'd returned-she had no intention of being sneaky about things. Wade had been hers first, and now her mother was grabbing the goodies. Her mother wouldn't dare to prevent her from watching them.
They were in the bedroom. The door was wide open, the lights were on, and they seemed oblivious to everything except their own pleasure. Dulcie stood in the doorway with her face flushed and her fingers inching along the front of her dress towards her palpitating pussy.
Wade was stretched out on his back and her mother was riding him. The teenager could see her mother's ass and cunt and Wade's thick cock pulling out of her mother's fuck-hole each time her mother raised her hips. Wade's cockshaft glistened with her mother's gushing cuntjuice. His balls and nearly all of his crotch were sopping wet.
Trembling, Dulcie slipped her hand under her dress and inside her panties. She pushed two fingers between her cuntlips, mashed them around, massaged her stiff little clit, and finally drilled her fingers into her steaming cunthole.
As she watched Wade's cock pumping in and out of her mother's cunt, she remembered what it felt like to have it reaming her own pussy.
It's beautiful! the teenager thought. Her mother's ass and cunt were beautiful, Wade's big cock was beautiful, and cock and cunt fucking was the most beautiful thing of all.
Her mother's asshole winked at her like a little brown eye, taunting her, challenging her to do something. She stripped off her clothes.
Shivering with lust, the blonde teenager moved to the bed. Without caring what they nought, she quickly climbed on the bed and squatted over Wade's head with her body facing her mother. "Jesus fucking Christ!" Wade cried. Dulcie's mother giggled and continued �ding Wade's cock. "Welcome aboard, ifconey!" she cooed.
With a soft moan, Dulcie settled her wet cunt down on Wade's face. She squirmed her ass, got his nose just where she wanted it, and smiled at her mother. "Hi, Mom!"
"Hi, honey," Barbara Manning said. Years d passed since she'd seen her daughter baked. She ogled Dulcie's darling pink-nippled its and her lovely blonde pussy grinding against the boy's mouth. She was fascinated by all the juice leaking out of the girl's cunt onto Wade's chin.
Wade slurped up Dulcie's warm cuntjuice as fast as it oozed out of her dripping cunt. He was thrilled at the idea of having mother and daughter at the same time. In the back of his mind he'd been wondering all along if it would ever happen, and here he was with Barbara on his cock and Dulcie on his face!
He'd been fucking Barbara regularly since that first time, and if he had to choose between her and her daughter he'd probably choose Barbara. There was something very special about fucking an older woman. It wasn't only because she reminded him of his mother-he could fuck his mother now almost any time he wanted it. There was a certain lush ripeness about a woman that age that drove him wild. Even her cuntjuice tasted different. He'd been sucking Barbara before, and since he now had Dulcie's cuntjuice on his tongue he could compare them. Dulcie's cuntjuice was sweet and thin, while Barbara's juice was always tangy and thick. Barbara also washed her cunt more often than Dulcie and the smell of her pussy was always mixed with the scent of perfume. Where Dulcie came out ahead was in the appearance of her asshole. Barbara's asshole was a little too fucked out to be pretty. Dulcie's young asshole was fresh and cute. He nuzzled his nose now against Dulcie's cute little asshole and pushed his tongue deep inside her cunt. "Uuunnnggghhh!" Dulcie groaned.
Barbara chuckled. There was a special delight in seeing her own daughter get her jollies like this on a boy's face. While she thrilled to the feel of Wade's cock stretching her cunt, her daughter had the feel of Wade's tongue in her sweet little pussy.
Barbara began riding his cock more forcefully, squirming down, grinding her cunt on his fuck-meat. She had done enough fucking like this to know exactly how to bring herself off. Bringing off a kid like Wade at the same time was an added thrill.
"Oh, God, what a fucker!" she wailed. "He's delicious!"
Mother and daughter were humping in unison now, grinding their asses to the same rhythm, their eyes fixed on each other's jiggling tits and dripping pussies. Dulcie could see her mother's cunt swallowing and disgorging Wade's thick cock. Barbara could see her daughter's pink cuntlips rubbing on Wade's mouth.
"I'm going to make it soon!" Barbara gasped.
She imagined she could feel every inch of the inside of her cunt grabbing his cock, and every inch of her juice-drenched pussy tingled with the beginning of the coming orgasm.
"Oh, yes!" she cried. "Ooohh! OOOO-HHHH!"
Wave after wave of searing ecstasy washed up from her crotch to suffuse Barbara's quaking body. Grunting and snorting, completely abandoned to the fires of lust raging within her, she humped her cunt on the boy's stiff cock.
Dulcie suddenly twisted away from Wade's face and shifted forward.
"Let me have his cock!" the girl screamed. "Get off his fucking cock and let me have it!"
Pushing her mother off Wade's body, the girl grabbed the boy's juice-coated cock and stuffed it ito her own cunt.
Although Dulcie had Wade's cock in her cunt now, her ass was towards his face. This was a new position for Wade. He'd never frucked a woman this way before and he was thrilled. He feasted his eyes on Dulcie's luscious ass. He could clearly see her cuntlips sliding up and down on his cock, and when she bent toward his feet her lovely little asshole was completely exposed. Grabbing her asscheeks with his hands, he helped her hump her cunt up and down on his fuck-meat.
Barbara was off the bed now, sitting in a chair not far away, watching her daughter fuck and strumming her reawakening cunt with her fingers. She was getting hot again, more quickly than she expected, and she soon had three fingers pumping in and out of her wet cunt to the same rhythm as Dulcie's fucking.
We're sharing, she thought. It was really wonderful that a mother and her daughter could do things like this together.
Wade suddenly groaned and began pumping his hips up and down frantically.
"Shoot it!" Dulcie cried. "Come on, fuck me! Give it to me!"
The first spurts of Wade's hot jism into the clutching tunnel of her cunt sent Dulcie careening through an orgasm. Her hair flying, her eyes wide, her throat gargling her cries, she heaved and shuddered and quaked.
"Oh, sweet Jesus in heaven!" Barbara groaned. Furiously pounding her cunt with her hand, she brought herself to a climax to join the pair on the bed.
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At the moment Wade Potter was romping with the two Manning women his mother was cursing her car on an empty stretch of road near the edge of town. The car finally chugged to a halt and refused to go on. Susan climbed out, weary and frustrated, and began trying to hitch a ride in one of the cars that occasionally passed her. Nearly an hour passed before anyone stopped, and then it turned out to be a man about her own age and she was immediately suspicious. He looked and talked decently enough, however, and she decided to take a chance. She learned his name was Steve. After a few minutes in the car she realized he looked familiar. Before they'd gone very far, she realized who he was.
"I think I know you," she said. "You're Dulcie Manning's father. She showed me a picture of you."
They laughed together over the coincidence. Now that she felt safe, Susan looked him over and decided she liked what she was looking at. His eyes had been undressing her ever since the first moment she stepped into the car, and now she lowered the barrier between them and flirted.
I'm a shameless hussy, she giggled inwardly. She'd had the daughter in bed, and now she had her eyes on the father. He was a capable-looking man and her pussy quivered at the idea of fucking him.
Steve Manning seemed as eager as Susan to turn their flirtation into something more substantial, and it was he who suggested they stop off for a drink after arranging for a garage to pick up Susan's car. One drink became three and four, and in a short while bedding down in a motel room seemed the most natural thing in the world.
"This is really a little crazy!" Susan giggled as she slipped off her dress. She didn't think that it was crazy at all, but saying that it was made her feel better. It was confessing a sin before she committed it. Now that she had admitted it was crazy, she could go ahead and enjoy herself. At the moment, enjoying herself meant seeing the look in Steve Manning's eyes when she slipped off her bra.
When she turned to put the bra on the dresser, he came up behind her, slipped his arms around her body, and lifted her tits in his hands.
"Gorgeous tits!" he breathed.
He rolled her nipples between his fingers, pulling them out into long stiff spikes. She could feel his throbbing cock pressing against her ass. She pushed back against him, slowly grinding her hips and massaging his fuck-meat.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm!" she purred. "I like the feel of that!"
She pulled his hands off her tits and pushed them down to the waistband of her panties. He slipped his thumbs inside and pulled her panties down to bare her ass.
"Don't move," he said.
She heard him undressing behind her. She could feel his hot eyes on her asscheeks, and she couldn't resist wiggling her hips to tease him.
When he had his clothes off, he helped her get rid of her panties, and then pushed his cock between her thighs from behind so that his cockhead stuck out in front.
Wiggling her ass against his crotch, she looked down over her tits and belly at the luscious sight of his dripping cockhead sticking out of her cunt hair.
He pushed her forward now, forcing her to bend over on the bed.
"Christ, what a gorgeous ass!" he hissed.
She mewled with pleasure, weaving her hips from side to side to encourage his flattery. He put his hands on her ass, fondled and squeezed her asscheeks, and pushed the fingers of one hand underneath to probe her juice-drenched cunt.
She moaned when he pushed his middle finger deep inside her cunthole. A moment later the moan became louder when his thumb drilled into her tight asshole.
He held her like a bowling ball now, one finger in her cunt and another in her ass.
Mewls of pleasure coming out of her throat, she gyrated her hips as he massaged the thin wall separating his fingers.
"Sweet and hot!" he grunted. Suddenly pulling his fingers out, he positioned his cockhead at the mouth of her cunthole and lurched forward to bury his fuck-pole in her fuck-channel. "Fuck me!" she cried. "Fuck me hard!" He proceeded to do just that, and it wasn't long before they were groaning and crying out in the throes of a frenzied mutual climax.
Susan left him on the bed and went off to the bathroom to clean up her jism-flooded pussy. When she returned, Steve suggested they go to his house for dinner.
"Barbara's been wanting to meet you," he said. "We'll just skip telling her about our little motel session."
As it turned out, there was no need to skip telling Barbara anything. When Steve and Susan walked into the Manning house a short time later, they found Barbara Manning, Dulcie Manning, and Wade Potter lying naked on the living room floor sucking each other off.
Steve and Susan looked at each other, shrugged, and quickly stripped off their clothes to join the group on the floor.
Chapter Twelve
The summer brought many changes to the Potter household. Wade's mother was a completely new woman, more open, more passionate, more conscious of her sensuality. She developed an insatiable appetite for sex. They fucked constantly, nearly every day, and sometimes Wade thought he was getting tired of it. Then his mother would put out a special effort to entice him, and once again he found himself fucking what he was sure was the horniest woman in the world. She was especially horny during her period, and for three or four days each month he fucked her in the ass so often there were times she could hardly walk.
All things considered, however, Wade was more than satisfied with the arrangement. When the Mannings moved out of town that summer, he and his mother thought they'd miss the wild parties, but instead they found themselves drawn even closer together. Living with his mother was almost like a honeymoon. She was always seductive, always walking around the house with hardly any clothes on and teasing him with glimpses of her tits and ass and cunt.
The one thing Wade was worried about was his mother's increasing interest in young boys. They had always agreed that each of them should be free to fuck anyone they wanted to fuck-an agreement orginally insisted upon by Wade-but as time passed Wade found it more and more upsetting. He felt left out. He felt threatened. He was worried that some day his mother would find some kid that would completely replace him as her lover.
The full extent of the problem was brought into sharp focus one day when Wade came home early from school.
The family next door had a young boy. The mother was divorced and the boy was the oldest of three children. The boy's name was Jerry, but Wade barely knew him.
Jerry was hardly on Wade's mind as he walked into the house. He called out to his mother, but there was no answer. He looked in the kitchen, but she wasn't there. He went upstairs to shower and change his clothes. At his mother's bedroom door, he stopped. He could hear voices inside. One of them belonged to his mother, and the other one sounded like the voice of a boy.
"Oh, shit, Mrs. Potter, that feels good!" the unknown voice groaned.
Holding his breath, Wade quietly opened the door and looked inside the room. His mother was in bed with someone. A numbing shock hit him as he recognized the young boy from next door.
His mother and the boy were lying on the bed. They were naked. The boy was stretched out on his back and Wade's mother was leaning over to suck his cock.
"Jesus fucking Christ!" Wade breathed.
Pulling her mouth off Jerry's cock, Susan Potter looked up to see her son standing in the doorway. She was a little drunk. Half of it was booze and the other half was the pleasure of sucking this new boy's clean young cock. Her eyes came into focus and she finally smiled.
"Hi, honey! Why don't you join the party?"
It was at that moment that Wade first realized there was someone else in the room. Turning his head, he found himself looking at a woman sitting on a chair near the wall. She was about his mother's age and she was naked. Her legs were spread wide apart and she had one hand in her crotch diddling her cunt. Her eyes were on Wade and she was smiling.
"Hello, Wade."
"Hello, Mrs. Archer."
She was the woman next door. Her name was Mary Archer and she was Jerry's mother.
"Are you going to join the party?" she asked.
His eyes fixed on Mrs. Archer's wide-open dripping cunt, Wade began peeling off his clothes. He realized something now: No matter how often he fucked, a new woman was always exciting. Mary Archer might be his mother's age, or Barbara Manning's age, but she was different than either of them. In a few moments he was stretched out on the bed beside Jerry, with Jerry's mom bending over him to suck his cock. The two boys looked at each other and smiled.
"Your mother gives great head," Jerry said.
Wade had no time to be angry. Jerry's mother was now turning, climbing over him and straddling his body. In a moment she lowered her hairy cunt down on his face and returned to sucking his cock. Wade instinctively pushed his tongue inside her cunthole and his nose inside her asshole. He was overwhelmed by the smell and taste of a ripe woman.
When the bout of sucking ended-before either boy had shot his load-Wade's mother demanded something special.
"I want both of you boys to fuck me," she said with a giggle. "One in the ass and one in the cunt. Since Jerry is a guest here, he gets his choice."
Wade was embarrassed, both at his mother's suggestion and his own excitement. He felt a crazy thrill at the idea of sharing his mother's body with another boy. If they did it to his mother, Mrs. Archer would probably want it next. He wouldn't mind fucking Mrs. Archer. The more he looked at her, the more she promised to be a juicy fuck.
"I'll take the back door," Jerry said with a smirk.
Wade got even for the smirk by sneaking his hand around Mrs. Archer's meaty ass and fingering her asshole. Mary Archer giggled and pushed back against his finger.
Since Jerry would be taking Susan's ass, Wade stretched out on his back and Susan mounted him. When she had her son's cock socked away inside her hungry cunt, she leaned forward to offer the other boy her asshole.
Mrs. Archer helped by sucking her son's cock first to get him lubricated a little. She then positioned Jerry's cockhead on the ring of Susan's asshole.
"Okay, honey," Mary chuckled. "Bombs away!"
With a boyish grunt, the boy lurched forward and buried his cock deep in Susan's hot quivering ass.
"Oh, fuck, that's good!" Susan cried. "I feel like I've got the biggest cock in the world splitting my cunt!"
The trio began rocking in a smooth, machine-like fuck. Mary Archer came around behind her son and pushed a hand under his ass to grab his balls.
Mewling and wailing, her senses reeling from the exquisite sensation of having two holes thoroughly stuffed with cock, Susan soon had the two boys spurting their loads of thick hot jism into her cunt and ass.
When the trio fell apart, Mary Archer did a good job of cleaning things up. She refused to suck.the shit off her son's cock, but she licked up all the juice from Wade's cock and Susan's cunt with great relish. After that she brought a wet wash-cloth from the bathroom and cleaned up her son.
Anxious to get the boys hard again, the two women began sucking their pricks without delay. This time it was Wade's mother who slurped and slobbered over his cock until he had another hard-on. Jerry's cock came up just as fast under the attention of his mother's mouth.
"Now it's my turn," Mary Archer said.
Straddling her son, she swallowed up his rigid cock with her cunt and offered her asshole to Wade.
His hands clutching her plump asscheeks, Wade pushed his throbbing cock into Mrs. Archer's shitter.
"Uuunnnggghhh!" Mrs. Archer cried. "What a prick!"
Wade fucked her ass with slow deliberation. He was excited by the idea of having a new asshole to plug. It was really a little freaky that the new asshole belonged to the woman next door, but that just made it more fun. He realized that if it hadn't been for his mother he probably wouldn't get to first base with Mary Archer. As long as he stayed with his mother she would provide him with new cunt and ass to keep his cock busy.
Wade's mother now moved behind him to play with his ass. Pushing her fingers between his asscheeks, she found his asshole and drilled a finger deep into his shit-tube. "Like that, honey?" "Yeah, Mom!" "Is she tight?"
"Like a fucking rubberband, Mom!"
Mrs. Archer was groaning and moaning now, rocking back and forth between her son's cock and Wade's cock. Wade stared down at the junction of cock and asshole, enjoying the sight of his fuck-meat stretching the ring of her shitter. She had a tighter asshole than his mother did, and because of that there was more friction and more pleasure. The nicest thing of all was having his mother's finger up his ass while he fucked the ass of Mary Archer.
"Fuck my ass, you sonofabitch!" Mrs. Archer groaned. "Give it to me hard!"
Responding to the woman's call, Wade began pile-driving her ass with all the force he had. His hips churned like a well-oiled machine as he drove his hard cock in and out of her clutching asshole.
"Oh, yes!" Mrs. Archer suddenly cried. "I'm coming! Oh, shit, what a great fuck! Oh, Jesus Christ in heaven, keep fucking me!"
Mrs. Archer heaved and groaned and convulsed in the throes of a wild orgasm, and then she shuddered and collapsed on top of her son.
Wade's mother forced him to pull his cock out of Mrs. Archer's ass.
"Fuck me now, honey! Give it to me in the ass!"
Half-dazed, Wade watched his mother kneel on the bed with her ass toward his face. Her lovely familiar ass. No matter how many women he fucked, this was his mother's ass and he loved it. From this position her hairy cunt bulged out from between her thighs. He could see her thick drooping cuntlips and the coating of white cuntjuice brimming between them. Above her cunt was her tight puckered asshole, a dark ring circled by fine curled hair.
"Come on, honey!" Susan mewled. "Stick it in!"
He marveled at the succulent look of her meaty ass. She let out a sigh when he put his hands on her asscheeks and pulled them open. Pushing his cockhead against her asshole, he let it rest there a moment and then pushed again. Her asshole gave way a little to form a shallow cavity. One more push against her asshole and his cockhead slipped inside easily.
"Ooooooohhh, God!" she groaned.
Her asshole gripped his cock like a vise. Then, as her shit canal gradually loosened up and became lubricated, his cock inched smoothly into the hot rubbery channel.
"OH, JESUS, I LOVE IT!" she cried.
He had his cock halfway up her ass now. She tossed her head from side to side, urging him on, begging him to give her all of his fuck-meat, but he purposely delayed in order to tease her. The deeper his cock dug into her lovely ass, the more difficult it would be for him to maintain control. Then he finally had his cock completely inside her shithole, in to the hilt with her muscular asshole gripping his cockshaft down at the base. He remained motionless, savoring the feeling of having seven inches of his throbbing fuck-meat inside his mother's deliciously tight ass.
"Oh, God, fuck me!" she cried. "I can't take it any more! Give it to me, honey! Fuck me hard!"
Pulling out until he had no more than his cockhead inside her shitter, he rammed his cock in again with a single smooth stroke. Susan gurgled and groaned, her head down on the mattress, her arms extended to hold the headboard, her ass weaving to encourage him to give her all he had.
Now the Archers, mother and son, were fucking again, Mrs. Archer on her back with her son in the saddle between her legs. Wade kept his eyes on them as he fucked his mother's hot ass. From the practiced way they were going at it, they'd obviously been fucking for years. He wondered how many of his friends were fucking their mothers. Maybe more than he'd ever guess. There was a time when he thought it would stop someday, when he'd be tired of it and find a girl his own age. He realized now that eventually he would do that, he would find a girl and marry her, but he never would be far from his mother. He would fuck his mother for the rest of her gloriously horny life.
"I'M COMING!" Susan cried. "OH, SHIT! FUCK MY ASS! FUCK MEEEEEE!"
