Of all the social institutions which have had to endure change and weather criticism, the family concept is, perhaps, the most pronounced. Subjected to the undermining forces of our modern liberal culture, the family unit has undergone immeasurable challenge.
SUCK A WIDOW MOTHER is the story of how several people adjust to the liberated moral standards of modern American culture. Their method, that of incest, may well be considered unusual or shocking, but is nonetheless successful.
SUCK A WIDOW MOTHER-a novel of fiction for entertainment. A reminder that what is debased and perverted for some may well be normal for others.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Suzanne Stevens stood at her living room window on a warm summer evening and sighed with envy as she watched young couples strolling by hand in hand. The attractive blonde widow could have used some male companionship that evening, but she didn't know where to find it.
Her husband, George, had passed away only two months previously, and it seemed a little early for Suzanne to look for another man. Besides, she didn't know how to start. She and s
George had been married for almost twenty years, and she'd forgotten how to play the dating game. She'd have to learn soon, though, because her lust was reaching the boiling point.
Another courting couple paused right in front of her house to kiss. Suzanne could tell they were hotly attracted to each other as they rubbed their bodies together and exchanged darting tongues. Her pussy felt searing-hot as she watched them. It had been so long since a man had kissed her like that, way too long.
With another loud sigh, she turned away from the window. No sense in torturing herself like that. She needed to find something to do, something to take, her mind off her horniness. She hurried down the hall to her daughter Heather's bedroom, only to have a near collision with her as the girl darted from the room. Heather, a petite brunette in contrast to her mother's statuesque blondness, bounced back with a squeak of surprise.
"Sorry, honey," Suzanne laughed. "I was just going to ask if you wanted to go to the movies tonight."
"Oh, gosh, Mom, I'm sorry," Heather exclaimed, "but I already said I'd go with Judy. I'm almost late now. Gotta run."
"Okay, honey, have a nice time," Suzanne sighed.
Then she was alone with her thoughts as
Heather raced out of the house and down the block to her friend's place. Suzanne really didn't want to be alone that evening. She knew all too well what was going to happen. The nights had been pretty much the same ever since George died. She'd pace around, get unbearably horny, and then she wouldn't be able to resist playing with herself.
She wasn't proud of her little habit, but she had to do it to keep her sanity. She didn't have a man any more and she had to depend on her own fingers to ease the burning lust that plagued her. Tonight she decided to stop avoiding it and just get it over with. She was going to end up doing it anyway.
Suzanne strolled to the master bedroom and eyed the king-sized bed she'd shared with George. It sure seemed vast and empty now. Then she turned and face the full-length mirror on the closet door. She saw a tall, shapely, pretty woman with long, light-blonde hair and a fantastic pair of tits.
George had always said she was pretty enough to be a center-fold and maybe he was right. Even in her thirties she didn't look bad. She was gorgeous, in fact. It shouldn't be too hard for her to find a man. Yet she didn't know how to begin. She'd been married for so long, and there'd been only two men in her life, the only men she'd ever had anything to do with.
There'd been George, her faithful loving husband of nearly twenty years. And there'd been Martin, the man who took her cherry and got her pregnant, then dumped her. Why was it Martin who still turned her on?
Suzanne automatically ran a hand down over her pouting mound and began to rub herself there as she thought about Martin, her first lover. After all these years, the very thought of him aroused her hotly. Her pussy began to leak hot sticky cream. She felt hot as fire between her legs. She knew that even though he'd behaved like a rat, she wouldn't be able to resist Martin if he walked into the room right now.
"Damn you, Martin," she moaned.
Still watching her reflection in the mirror, she began to strip. She'd be all alone in the house for hours, and she could do anything she wanted. She felt wild tonight for some reason. She ogled her sleek body as she tossed aside her jeans, t-shirt, bra and panties. She cupped her big melon-shaped tits and began to caress them.
Probably the thing that attracted most men to her at first was her tits. They were big, firm, and thrusting, and she knew they were her best feature. George had loved to play with them. And of course, so had Martin. She couldn't get Martin out of her mind tonight, no matter how she tried. She ought to be mourning George, yet she was obsessed with her first lover. She could remember exactly how he used to play with her tits.
As she squeezed and fondled her silky-skinned breasts, she watched the large pink nipples swell into long stiff nubs. That always happened when she was horny, and it was a dead giveaway. There were other signs of her lust, too. She noticed a glistening trickle of cream running down her thigh. Her need for a man was becoming overpowering. With a hoarse moan, she jerked her gaze away from the mirror and staggered over to the bed.
She stretched out and began to play with herself. She'd been doing it almost every night since George died. But far from satisfying her needs, it just seemed to make them more intense. Suzanne knew why. She didn't need her fingers. She needed a cock. She needed a big, hard cock so badly, she could have screamed.
She slid a hand down her sleek warm body and over the soft blonde fur of her bush. She glided her index finger stiffly between the furry cuntlips and touched the slick juicy flesh of her pussy slit. She began to rub herself there, sliding her finger up and down the hot pulp of her pussy, giving herself a steady buzz of pleasure.
"Ohhhhh, God, yessss," she murmured, "I need it so bad."
She let her eyes close, and instantly she was off in fantasy land. She couldn't masturbate without having fantasies. And lately it was alwyas the same fantasy. Twenty years vanished, and she was back with Martin again, a horny hot-blooded teenager losing her cherry to that charming seducer. Every time she replayed that scene in her mind, her lust reached fever pitch. No other daydream turned her on as powerfully.
She had to admit it. She'd loved her husband George dearly, and he'd been wonderful to her, but their sex life had been dull as dishwater. When she thought about sex, she thought about Martin, her first lover.
Now she drifted back to her high school years and the first time she'd met Martin. She rubbed her pussy eagerly as she remembered that day, soaking her stroking finger with molten cream. Her nightly masturbation session was proceeding on schedule. All her thoughts were on Martin as she worked herself to a peak of horniness with her jerking finger.
School had recently let out for the summer and the teenaged Suzanne was already bored. Her best friends were away on vacation trips and her parents said she was too young to date. She spent the hot evenings strolling in her neighborhood and watching with envy as older girls cruised by with their dates. On that particular evening she wandered farther from home than usual.
There were a bunch of young men sitting on somebody's front porch, and one of them was a tall blonde hunk who seemed like the most sexy guy in the world to the innocent girl. Suzanne couldn't help staring at him. He gave her a grin that made her virgin pussy go hot and creamy.
She felt hypnotized by his deep blue eyes. He got up and started down the walk toward her, and she couldn't move.
"Wanta go to the movies with me?" he asked.
Suzanne just nodded.
She told her folks some story about spending the night with a girlfriend, then met Martin a few blocks away, and they drove to the drive-in movies. It was her first date, the first time she'd ever been alone with a guy. She was scared and excited at the same time. It was a crazy thing to do, but from the very first she hadn't been able to resist a thing that Martin wanted from her.
He was a few years older than her and seemed very grown-up. At the movies he slipped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her snug against him, and Suzanne didn't protest. She felt totally in his power. She didn't protest, either, when he leaned down to kiss her a few minutes later.
His mouth came down on hers, and he darted his tongue between her lips. Suzanne had never creamed before, but she did now, soaking the crotch of her panties. She'd never known such hot excitement in her young life. Her whole body trembled with arousal as Martin used his slick tongue to probe her mouth.
He pulled her against him, and her nipples went rigid, poking against his chest. He felt them and gave a muffled chuckle and the next thing Suzanne knew, he was cupping her tits through her clothes. He moved very fast, but she didn't do a thing to stop him. She was dizzy with excitement, unable to think clearly. At last he broke the long, steamy kiss and looked at her, grinning, his hand still molding her tits.
"We're gonna have a lot of fun tonight, baby," he drawled, "I can tell."
Again Suzanne just nodded. She didn't know what to say to this sophisticated young man. She just let him take the lead because he seemed to know exactly what to do. Now he started unbuttoning her blouse, and though she blushed hotly, she didn't tell him to stop. She didn't know much about sex, and she wanted to find out all about it.
He got her blouse open, and then he reached around her with one hand and deftly popped the catch. Her bra snapped loose, and her large swollen tits bounced free. Martin pushed her bra up out of the way and ogled her tits. In the flickering light of the movie screen they appeared even more pale and creamy than usual.
"Jesus," he breathed, "you got fantastic tits!"
Suzanne gasped as his hot hands closed around her naked tits. She creamed right through the crotch of her panties. His hands were all over the sensitive melons, exciting her wildly. She slumped back against the seat and let him explore her sensitive, satiny tits. He used his thumbs to rub her nipples fully erect. Then he dipped his head down and began to lick her engorged nipples.
"Oooooo, my gosh, oooooo," Suzanne squealed.
"Hey, you can talk after all," Martin chuckled.
It was true, she hadn't said much on this date. She felt shy and babyish around him. But she hadn't been able to stifle that squeal of excitement when his hot slippery tongue touched her tender swollen nipples. She sat there and gurgled helplessly as he coated both stiff buds with his hot spit. It was a delicious sensation, wicked yet exciting.
It got even more exciting when he began to suck her tits. He caught her left nipple between his lips and sucked it into the steam heat of his mouth, then subjected it to a sexy massage and wet tonguing. He did the same with her right nipple and now she was creaming steadily and uncontrollably.
"Ohhhh, Martin, you're getting me too excited!" she cried.
"Hey, baby, that's the whole idea," he leered.
Suzanne wasn't quite sure what he meant by that, but she knew that this was her last chance to walk away from the situation. She was losing all her self-control and in another second she'd do anything he wanted, even go all the way with him. She thought about opening the door and getting out but she didn't move.
He went on sucking her lust-engorged nipples till she was squirming with need. She knew so little about sex and about her own body that she didn't realize she was desperately horny. She just knew she wanted something from him, but she didn't understand what. But Martin knew exactly what she needed.
"Hey, easy, honey," he said, "I'll take care of you."
He set a hand on her knee and began to slide it up under her skirt. Suzanne knew she ought to make a run for it but her horniness was stronger than her conscience. She just slumped there panting as Martin slid his hot hand up her thigh and touched the soaked crotch of her panties.
"Oh, yeah, baby, you're really turned on, aren't you?" he said, his voice husky with excitement. "Well, you just relax and I'll get you off real good."
Suzanne didn't know what he was talking about. She'd never made out before, never had a climax before. She gasped when he slid a stiff finger inside her panties and touched the juice-soaked flesh of her pussy. He searched around for a second till he found the fat little button of her clit, the most sensitive spot of all.
"Oh, my gosh!" she gasped.
"Easy," he crooned, "this is gonna feel real good."
It already felt fantastic. Suzanne could barely control her excitement as he pressed a fingertip to her clit and began to rub it in a circular motion. She'd never played with herself before, so she had no idea of the intense pleasure that could come from that tiny nub of flesh. It was the most wonderful sensation she'd ever known.
"Oooooooo, wow, yesssss," she gurgled.
"You like that?" Martin grinned.
"I love it," she moaned. "Please don't stop, Martin, keep doing it to me."
"Sure, baby," he crooned, "as long as you want."
She knew she was soaking his finger with her thick hot pussy juices, but she couldn't stop creaming. Her newly-awakened girlish lust was out of control, and she could only follow helplessly along. She closed her eyes and spun towards orgasm.
"Ohhhhh, God, it feels so good," she sobbed.
She opened her legs wider, giving him more room, and he rubbed her clit faster and faster. Hot pleasure ripped through her horny virgin cunt gash, making her juice frantically and moan hoarsely. Her mother had given her some vague warnings about not letting boys go too far with her, but Suzanne forgot all about them as the delicious sensations boiled in her pussy slit.
The pleasure built and built. She'd never felt anything as wonderful as this. Then, as he went on rubbing her clit, Martin leaned down and licked her swollen sensitive nipples, once again coating them with his hot spit. That did it for Suzanne. With those marvelous sensations rippling from both her nipples and her pussy, she exploded with her very first climax.
"Unnnnhhhh, God, whhaahhhhhhh!" she wailed.
Her body was jerking, spasming, and she was sobbing with delight as she came. It seemed to go on for a very long time. Then she opened her eyes and looked directly at Martin. His eyes were hot and glazed with horniness.
"Oh, my gosh," she panted, "what happened to me, Martin?"
"You came, honey," he said hoarsely. "You had a climax. Didn't that ever happen to you before?"
"No," Suzanne said. "It was fantastic!" "You want me to do it to you again?" he asked.
"Oh, yes, please!" she said eagerly.
He fished his car keys out of his pocket. "Okay, but we better go somewhere more private. I want to do it real special this time."
Suzanne didn't argue. She felt totally helpless. She had to have that incredible sensation again, and if he could give it to her, she'd do whatever he wanted. He drove a few miles to a small lake where his family had a summer cabin. He unlocked it and led Suzanne into the simple but cheerful single room.
"Nobody will bother us here," he said. "Let's take off all our clothes."
Suzanne turned beet red, but she did as he asked. Her pussy was on fire with need. That lone orgasm seemed to whet her appetite for more. Martin ogled her gorgeous young body as she stripped, then led her over to a cot and had her stretch out on her back. He stood beside the cot, watching her hungrily as he took off his clothes.
Suzanne didn't hide her hot curiosity. She'd never seen a naked guy before and she could hardly wait. She liked his broad, hair-matted chest and hard-muscled arms and legs. Then she spotted the huge bulge in his jockey shorts and her wide eyes fixed on it wonderingly.
Gingerly Martin peeled the tight shorts down over his engorged cock and Suzanne's eyes got wider and wider. She'd heard about cocks but had no idea they were that big. She was staring open-mouthed by the time he stepped out of his shorts. He saw where she was looking and laughed.
"You never saw a cock before, right?" he grinned.
Suzanne nodded, her eyes glued to his lewdly weaving prick.
"Well, then you better get acquainted with it," he chuckled as he slid on the cot beside her.
His thick rock-hard prick stood straight up, blue veins standing out on the smooth shaft. The head was rounded, purple and gleaming, and glistening liquid was oozing from the cleft. Martin took her hand and set it palm-down on that bulbous cock head. She gurgled with excitement as he smeared her palm against the bubbling cream.
"Pet it," he said hoarsely. "Play with it."
He let go of her hand, and she clumsily explored her first cock. It seemed menacingly big, but it excited her, and she ran her fingers all over it, from the swollen head down to the thick hairy base. Martin watched her lustily, his nostrils flaring till finally he couldn't take the exquisite torture any longer.
"Baby," he growled, "I gotta stick that thing into you or go crazy. You never fucked before, right?"
Suzanne nodded shyly and he went on.
"Okay, I'll be as gentle as I can, but it usually hurts a girl a little the first time. It'll get a lot more fun for you, I promise."
Again Suzanne just nodded. She didn't understand everything he was saying and she was pretty scared, but she knew she had to do what he wanted. She had to get those sweet sensations again. She let him position her on her back, legs wide open. He ogled her cute virgin cunt slit, then rolled on top of her. She felt the head knob of his cockhead against her untried cuntmouth.
He started to push into her, ever so slowly and gradually. He was being as gentle as he could, but it still felt like he was pushing a cannonball into her. She clawed the cot and whimpered as he steadily filled her with his hard-on.
It was scary, yet she wanted it. She began to cream again, and that made his way more slick and easy. He glided his throbbing hard-on the last inch into her, butting up against her womb. Her cherry was gone and she had a man's cock pulsating inside her for the first time. It was a sensation she'd never forget.
"There," he breathed, "you got it all, baby, and now it's just gonna get better."
He slid his hands under her firm little ass, gripped the hot globes, and began to fuck her. As long as she lived, Suzanne would never forget the delicious stabs of pleasure she experienced as his stiff thick prick sawed in and out of her -cunt, rubbing up and down her clit. Right away she loved to fuck. She soaked his pistoning cock with a molten burst of cunt juice.
"Oooooooo, Martin, that feels so good!" she squealed. "Please don't stop."
"No way in the world am I gonna stop, honey," he laughed.
Martin was a tireless fucker and she came again and again that night, loving every second of it. After that she fucked him whenever he wanted it, unable to resist him. Twenty years later she couldn't resist him. His memory was turning her on insanely as she masturbated and replayed their love-making in her mind. She woke from her fantasy to find her finger dripping with her steamy cunt juices.
"Ohhhhh, God, I need it so bad," she moaned, cramming three bunched fingers into her starved cunt.
Still thinking of Martin and the exciting deep thrusts of his stiff cock, she finger-fucked herself. Three fingers approximated the size of a real cock, she'd discovered, and now she pretended they were Martin's cock, driving deep into her molten pussy, fucking her fast towards the release she craved so badly.
"Ohhhhh, honey, do it to me, fuck me good," she wailed.
She was glad Heather was gone for the evening and she was alone, able to wall and moan and sob with ecstasy. She needed the release. She needed to play with herself and come again and again. Of course what she needed most of all was a man to make love to her, but that wasn't possible right now. She did the best she could with her deep-plunging fingers.
"Unnnhhh, Martin, honey, fuck me crazy," she moaned. "Fuck me till I can't take any more."
She arched her body, taking her pistoning fingers as deep as she could get them in her starved pussy. She was back twenty years in time, her young lover's steel-hard cock cramming her cunt and giving her blast after blast of pleasure. She hurtled to the brink of climax and hovered there, sobbing with need.
"Fuck me, Martin, make me come," she wailed. "I need it so damned bad, honey, so bad!"
Her fingers worked with lightening speed now, forcing out her thick boiling cunt cream. She felt the delicious explosion in her fiery depths and it flamed out to blast her whole body. She rolled around on her vast lonely bed, screaming in ecstasy as the hot orgasm shook her.
"Ohhhhhh, shit, I'm coming, whaahhhhh!" she wailed.
It was a blinding climax, and it went on for long wonderful moments, temporarily satisfying the lust that was driving the young widow out of her mind. But even as she drew her dripping fingers from her cunt, she knew her horniness would return soon, and that next time it would be stronger than ever.
In the long run she couldn't take care of that nagging need with her own fingers. For that, she was going to need a man.
She thought lustily but bitterly about Martin. She'd soon gotten pregnant by him, and when she told him, their affair was over.
He disappeared, and Suzanne had to put the baby, a boy, up for adoption. About a year later she met George Stevens, a nice dependable older man who fell in love with her. It was her chance for security and she grabbed it. She married George and they had a daughter, Heather. Their dull but pleasant marriage had lasted right up to the day he dropped dead of a heart attack.
She'd loved George very much, and she was going to miss him like hell, but he'd never made her blood heat up like Martin had. Now that her marriage was over, she'd begun to think about sex again, and her lusts were overpowering. She wanted to fuck. She wanted a man. She wanted a stud like Martin!
She wondered where the creep was and how his life had turned out. Idly she ran a stiff finger over her satisfied pussy, giving herself a few sweet after-shocks. Would she never get Martin out of her thoughts? Just thinking about their hot young love-making was getting her horny again.
Grimly she jerked her hand away from her pussy and reached over to switch off the light. She knew she was going to have to deal with her lusts sometime, but now it was time to sleep.
CHAPTER TWO
It was around noon the next day that Suzanne answered the doorbell and found Martin standing on her front porch. At least that was how it appeared to her at the time. There he was, blonde and gorgeous and sexy, and he didn't look a day older than the last time she'd seen him, twenty years ago.
"Hi, Mom," he grinned.
Suzanne gawked at the handsome young man. "Excuse me?" she said dazedly. "I don't understand."
"You're Suzanne Stevens, aren't you?" he said with a smile.
She nodded.
"Well, you're my mother. My name's Tod, and I'm the kid you gave up for adoption."
"Oh, my God!" Suzanne gasped, her knees turning to rubber.
"Mom, what is it?" Heather cried.
She came running and together she and Tod got Suzanne to the couch. After she'd recovered a little from the shock, Suzanne explained to Heather that Tod was her half-brother, and she gave her a brief cleaned-up story of what had happened. To her relief, Heather accepted it all calmly.
"Now, Tod," Suzanne went on, "it's time for some explanation from you. How did you find me and what are you doing here?"
"I just graduated from high school," he explained, "and I decided it was time to find my real parents. The people who adopted me are great, but I was curious. So I did some digging, and I found out you're my mother. I just had to come and see you. I hope you're not mad at me."
"Oh, no, dear," Suzanne said quickly, "it was just a bit of a shock, that's all. Did you find Martin-I mean, your father?"
"Not yet," Tod said. "I'll work on that next. But I wondered if maybe I could stay with you a couple of weeks and get to know you-and my kid sister, of course."
"Oh, Mom, please let him stay," Heather cried excitedly. "I always wanted a brother!"
"Well, okay," Suzanne agreed. "Heather, you can take Tod to the guest room."
It took Suzanne a few hours to get over her surprise at the sudden appearance of her long-lost son, but soon she and Heather were getting along with him as if he'd been with them for years. Tod was a charming young man, smart and polite and fun to be with. Adjusting to his presence in the house was going to be easy. Except for one thing-his startling physical resemblance to Martin.
It was hard for Suzanne to realize she was talking to her son, not her old lover. Tod was practically a carbon copy of Martin. He was the same blonde blue-eyed hunk, the same charming flirt. And she found herself getting turned on to him.
She scolded herself severely. The boy was her son. She had no business getting the hots for him. But it was happening, and there seemed to be no way of controlling it. Every time she looked at him, she felt a sudden heat in her pussy, and she began to cream.
As she showed the boy around the house, she found herself touching him often, rubbing against him, squeezing him. Tod obviously liked it because he started touching her back. She noticed that he grabbed every chance to glance down the front of her low-cut blouse, too, ogling her deep cleavage and big ripe tits. This was no little boy who'd come back into her life, this was a young man.
Her eyes darted helplessly to his crotch and its unmistakable bulge. She caught herself taking peeks at it again and again. She realized that her panties were soaked with sticky hot cream. She couldn't deny it-her handsome, teenaged son was making her horny and the attraction seemed to be mutual.
Heather didn't seem to notice a thing. The cute dark-haired girl chirped and cooed and giggled away all afternoon as she and her newly discovered brother exchanged notes on their lives. It was clear that Heather was developing a crush on Tod, but she didn't seem to notice that he was getting turned on to their mother.
"Oh, God," she sighed, "what am I going to do?"
There was a tap on her door.
"Come in," she called.
Tod walked in, closing the door quietly behind him. "I wanted to talk to you alone, Mom," he said, walking toward the bed. "There's a lot we can't discuss in front of Heather."
"Is she still up?" Suzanne asked, her eyes darting helplessly to his fly. "No, she just went to bed," Tod replied. He crossed the room and sat on the edge of her bed. Suzanne was in bed, attempting to read a book, and she was wearing a kind of sexy black lace nightie. She wished now that she'd chosen a less revealing gown. This one was low-cut and very open, showing half her thrusting tits.
"Uh, what did you want to talk to me about, dear?" she asked awkwardly. "You had a long trip getting here. You really ought to get some rest."
"Later," he said. "I'm too excited to sleep. I found my real mother-and you're gorgeous. I just didn't expect you to be so beautiful, Mom."
Suzanne blushed hotly. "That's very nice of you, honey," she said. "You're a very attractive guy yourself. You sure look like your father."
"Did you love him a lot?" Tod asked.
"I'm not sure you would call it love," Suzanne answered, blushing again. "We were just kids, very turned on to each other."
"I can sure understand why he was turned on to you," Tod said, inching closer to her.
He couldn't seem to take his eyes off her tits. He moved so close that their bodies touched through the covers and Suzanne shivered with arousal. She hadn't been this close to a male in weeks and her need for contact was overwhelming. Once again she reminded herself that this was her son and strictly off limits as a lover.
"I want to get to know you a lot better, Mom," he said huskily, "a whole lot better."
He leaned down to kiss her and Suzanne, expecting a peck on the cheek, didn't turn aside. Instead Tod kissed her right on the mouth and it wasn't the kind of good-night kiss a little boy gives his mom. It was a mature, sexy kiss and Suzanne gave a muffled gasp as she felt his tongue gliding into her mouth.
She tried to pull away, but it was too late. Tod grabbed her and held her tight against him, only the bedclothes between them. His hot darting tongue probed her mouth and his hands caressed her bare shoulders. She could hardly control her excitement. She needed this kind of attention, but she knew it was wrong to accept it from her son.
Her pussy was boiling with juice and heat. She thought how deliciously easy it would be to give in to Tod's teenaged lust. All she'd have to do was go limp, surrender to him, let him do whatever he wanted with her lust-heated body. God knows, she needed it. But she wasn't desperate enough to commit incest-not yet, anyway.
She finally managed to wrench her face away from his. "Tod, what on earth are you doing?" she demanded.
"I couldn't help it," he said, his face flushed and his voice hoarse with lust. "You really turn me on."
"But I'm your mother!" Suzanne cried.
"It doesn't really seem like it," he said. "I mean, we only just met. I know you're my mother, but you just seem like a beautiful woman to me."
As he spoke he was trailing his fingers up and down her bare arms and it was driving her wild. She creamed heavily, soaking through her nightgown. More than anything in the world right now she wanted to give in to him. She could just imagine how hard and ready his eager young cock must be. She ached to feel it filling her cunt.
"Come on, Mom," he said, "you gotta admit you're turned on to me, too. You couldn't keep your hands off me today."
Suzanne blushed furiously. "There's something you have to understand, Tod," she said. "I was very turned on to your father. You look exactly like him, and that's why I behaved like I did. It's him I'm turned on to."
"Hey, I'm not particular," he grinned. "If you wanta pretend I'm him, fine."
In spite of her efforts at self-control, Suzanne found herself testing his suggestion. She looked up at him and imagined that he was Martin. Hot lust flamed through every vein in her body and she felt her nipples stiffening. She struggled to get her mind back to reality. This handsome young man wasn't Martin, he was their son, and she'd better not forget it.
"Tod, no," she moaned, "it just wouldn't be right. For us to make love would be incest and I'm not going to do it."
"Okay, then let's just cuddle," he chuckled, starting to take off his clothes.
Suzanne stared at him. She'd just told him as plainly as she could that they couldn't be lovers and here he was stripping and preparing to crawl into her bed. She knew she ought to stop him, yet she felt overcome with excitement as she watched him undress.
He had the same tall muscular body as Martin. Even their bodies were alike. And as he skinned out of tight jeans, she saw that the crotch of his jockey shorts was bulging. Molten cream spurted from her cunt at the sight of that suggestive lump. She needed a hard cock so desperately.
He hurried out of his shorts and she had a brief tantalizing glimpse of his steel-hard prick snapping free of its confinement. Then she gave a low moan and forced herself to turn away. She felt Tod flipping the covers back and sliding into the bed. His strong arms encircled her from behind.
"Just let me hold you, Mom," he said hoarsely.
Suzanne might not have objected to that if it hadn't been for his hard-on. He held her around the waist, nuzzled her neck, and generally behaved like a sleepy kid-except that he had a man-size cock which was poking hard against her ass. That was pretty difficult and it was driving her wild!
"Tod, you really ought to be getting to bed," she said weakly. "You've had a long day."
"Yeah, in just a second," he muttered.
He slipped his cock between her legs. For one exciting moment she felt his long rigid boner pressing the full length of her sex-starved slit, separated only by the thin lacy material of her nightie. Then she gasped and wriggled out of his embrace, turning to him with a flaming face.
"Tod, that's enough!" she snapped. "I told you, I'm not going to fuck with you. What's it going to take to get you out of my bed?"
A wicked grin spread over his handsome face, and he replied, "Well, Mom, I'm real horny and that's all I can think about right now. If you were to help me out, do something so I can sleep ... I guess you get the picture."
Suzanne got the picture, all right. Tod wasn't budging from her bed till she got him off. Fortunately she didn't have to fuck him to accomplish that. There were plenty of other ways to make a frantically horny kid climax. But she felt uneasy about doing any of them to her own son.
"All right," she said. "But you have to promise to go right to your room when I'm finished."
"Yes, ma'am," Tod leered.
She rolled to face him and then looked down at his cock. It was a beauty, big and long and rigid as steel. Blue veins stood out on the thick shaft and glistening liquid bubbled out of his piss hole. Suzanne almost moaned with need and frustration. Here was this absolutely gorgeous cock, but she wasn't going to be able to enjoy it!
Grimly she reached down and curled her fingers around his prickmeat. Again she almost groaned with need. It had been a long time since she'd fondled and played with a cock and she felt dizzy with excitement as she finned her grip around the throbbing cockshaft. She began to jack him off, running her hot little fist up and down his iron-hard prick.
"Ahhhh, yeah, Mom, jack me off," Tod sighed. "That feels great!"
Suzanne wished he wouldn't call her "Mom" while she was playing with his cock. It just reminded her that she was having sex with her own kid. She tried to put that scandalous thought from her mind as she swiftly jacked him off. Instead she went back to the suggestion he'd made earlier and pretended he was Martin.
That made her relax right away. If he was Martin, there was nothing wrong with what she was doing. She was just fooling around with her lover's cock, pumping it while he got flushed and began to breathe heavily. She'd done that with Martin dozens of times. It was nothing to feel guilty about.
She ran her fist right up over the swollen purple head of his prick and let his cock cream wet her fingers and palm. That made her pumping slick and juicy. She pumped his throbbing cock harder and faster and he snorted with excitement. Her whole body was tingling with arousal and she was creaming steadily, soaking her fiery-hot pussy.
"Yeah, do it to me, Mom," Tod panted. "Don't stop."
If only he'd quit calling her that! It broke the spell and ruined her fantasy. Awkwardly she continued pumping his cock and watched the thick globs of cream oozing out of his piss hole and down over her fingers. Hot saliva rushed to her mouth. She hadn't tasted cock cream in so long.
It was as if the boy read her mind. "Go down on me, Mom," he begged hoarsely, "lick my cock."
Even his voice was like Martin's. She could almost hear her old lover hoarsely begging her to give him some head. Martin had taught her all about oral sex and he loved having her go down on him. Now it was as if he was commanding her and she scooted down the sheet till her hot breath was fanning his gorgeous hard-on.
"Oh, shit, yesss!" Tod breathed.
Dazed with lust, Suzanne held the thick throbbing base of his prick. She stuck out her greedy little tongue and began lapping up his salty cock cream. He groaned in ecstasy. More thick globs of juice oozed out and she speared them up with the pointed tip of her tongue and hungrily gobbled them down.
She drooled helplessly as she savored the thick hot cream. She recalled how wildly turned on Martin would get when she licked his cockhead and gobbled his cream. She swirled her tongue around and around the swollen knob of flesh, licking up each delicious drop as fast as it appeared. His cock lurched lustily in her fist.
She remembered something else Martin had loved. She began licking her way down his prickshaft, lashing her hot juicy tongue all over the blue-veined flesh, not missing an inch. She coated his prick with her hot spit and left it shining. He was shivering with excitement, groaning hoarsely, and more thick cream was bubbling from the cleft of his cock.
"Shit, yeah, eat it," he moaned.
Suzanne swiftly licked her way back up to the head of his cock and tongued up his salty cream. His cockhead was clean now but she wanted more of his juice. She was famished for it. Firmly gripping his thick hot cockshaft, she popped the swollen bulb of flesh into her mouth. He almost flew off the bed.
"Jesus, yeah, suck my cock, Mom!" he gasped.
Suzanne moaned. Tod had broken the spell again by reminding her that this was her son she was making love to, not his father. She was going down on her own kid. The lust-engorged head of his cock was between her lips, dripping delicious cream onto her tongue. But she couldn't bear to draw back.
She'd been too long without the delicious taste of prick juice. She had to have it. Besides, she thought dizzily, Tod had begged her to get him off and this was as good a way as any. She tightened her grip on his lurching cockshaft and slid his fat cockhead the rest of the way into the steam heat of her mouth, taking all of it inside. She caved in her cheeks and started to suck and Tod gave a convulsive shiver of pleasure.
"Unnnhhh, Jesus, yes!" he groaned. "Suck me off, Mom!"
Suzanne reddened as Tod's hoarse words once again reminded her that she was committing incest. But she couldn't stop now. Her hunger for his cock was too powerful. She sucked greedily and fast, suctioning the thick hot cream out of his cock, while he shivered and moaned with pleasure.
He gripped her head and ran his fingers through her long, sleek, blonde hair. She grabbed his trim ass and pulled him snug against her face, easing even more of his throbbing cock into her mouth. She took as much of his prickmeat as she could get, her hunger bottomless. She felt like she could never get her fill of his cock cream.
"Ahhhh, shit, Mom, that's so fuckin' good," he groaned.
Suzanne sucked furiously on his prick, draining it of his oozing cream yet hungry for more. She knew she wouldn't have long to wait before she got a whole mouthful of the delicious juice. Tod was going out of his mind with excitement, very close to shooting his load right down her greedily gulping throat.
She remembered just how she'd gotten Martin off when she sucked his cock. She'd just kept doing it faster and faster, till his excitement boiled over and he began helplessly fucking her mouth. She did the same thing now and she got the same results. Tod spun out of control. Holding her head, he began to hammer his stiff cock back and forth over her slippery tongue, and she knew it was almost ready to explode.
"Ahhhh, fuck, ahhhhhh!" the boy groaned.
"Mmmmram, mmmmmmmm," Suzanne moaned, signaling her need for his come.
A second later she felt a hot sting of liquid at the back of her throat and Tod groaned hoarsely and fucked her mouth with lightening speed. Suddenly her mouth was full of his boiling cream, her cheeks bulging with it. She whimpered in ecstasy as she gulped down his jizz.
"Awwwwwww, shit, awwwwww, eat it, Mom!" he yelled.
Suzanne whimpered with excitement as she gobbled every last drop of the boy's delicious come. It had been a while, but she hadn't forgotten how to suck cock. She expertly drained him and savored his cream till he went still, sighing with satisfaction. She let his prick slip out, then licked her lips to get the final droplets of his come.
"There, Tod," she said gently, "now you can sleep."
"Not quite yet, Mom," he answered. "I haven't gotten you off yet."
As he spoke he was slipping his hand up under her nightie. She groaned with need when his fingers touched the swollen, soaked flesh of her pussy. He felt around till he found the drooling little opening of her cunt and slid his stiff middle finger inside. Suzanne sobbed with pleasure and soaked his finger with her molten cunt juice.
"Ohhhhh, yesssss, baby," she moaned. "Get me off."
It was wrong, terribly wrong, to let her own teenaged son finger-fuck her, but she just had to have some relief. It has been two long months since she'd had anything in her cunt but her own fingers. Now Tod began pistoning his finger stiffly and rapidly in her juice-slick pussy and she whimpered in ecstasy and creamed helplessly.
She didn't care just then if it was incest. She only knew she had to get off or go crazy with frustration. She closed her eyes and gave herself up to the wonderful hot sensations. Each deep lunge of his finger gave her a hot blast of pleasure and made her cream in sizzling spurts. She couldn't hide her need any longer.
"Do it to me, do it to meeee!" she squealed.
Tod was panting as he worked on her, aroused by the effect he was having on this beautiful older woman who just happened to be his natural mother. While he finger-fucked her, he tugged down the front of her nightie and exposed her luscious big tits, ogling the long lust-engorged nipples. With his free hand he began to caress the hot melons.
"Ohhhhh, honey, yesssss," Suzanne whimpered.
Her lust was fogging her mind again, and she seemed to be with Martin. Martin had never masturbated her and played with her tits at the same time, but it was something she could easily imagine him doing. He'd been a very inventive lover and so was his son. Suzanne felt her excitement reaching the boiling point as he speeded up his stiffly jabbing finger and brought her right to the brink of climax.
"Just a little more, honey," she moaned, "I'm almost there."
She sobbed as she felt his juicy mouth sucking in her right nipple. She hovered on the edge of climax, savoring the delicious sensations, while her son sucked her tits and worked his stiff finger in her cream-filled pussy. She'd been aching for these feelings. She'd been desperate for a man. The pretty blonde widow was in heaven as her handsome son caressed her.
"Ohhhhh, shit, baby, it's so damned good," she gurgled.
She began to tighten her greedy little cunt around his pistoning finger, getting more and more hot friction. The pleasure was almost unbearable by now, yet she didn't want it to end. She soaked his pumping finger with spurt after spurt of molten pussy juice, and she clawed the bed and whimpered in bliss.
Was it Martin or Tod who was working her into blinding ecstasy? She really didn't know any more, and she didn't care. All that mattered was the orgasm she craved. She hadn't come with a man in so long, it was practically killing her.
"Ohhhhhh, God, you're doing it to me!" she sobbed, "I'm coming, honey, unnnnggghhhh, whaahhhhhh!"
Her come-juice flooded out, overflowing her cunt and soaking Tod's whole hand. Then she writhed and bucked right off the stiff impalement of his finger and convulsed on the bed, her body deliciously shaken. It was almost a full minute before she went still and opened her eyes again. Then she came back to reality. That was her own teenaged son lying naked beside her, not her lover.
"Feel better now, Mom?" he grinned.
Suzanne didn't think it was possible to blush any harder than she did then. "Tod, go to your room now," she said. "You promised."
"That's right," he said, "and I'm going. Just give me a good-night kiss and I'm on my way."
Before she could reply, he kissed her on the mouth and probed around with his tongue, reminding her all too well that he was no little kid. Then he grabbed up his scattered clothing and strode naked from the room, leaving her shaking with renewed excitement. Suzanne vowed that tomorrow she'd get hold of herself and behave sensibly. Things just couldn't continue this way between her and her son.
CHAPTER THREE
When Tod appeared for breakfast the next morning, Suzanne saw that he wasn't going to let her forget last night. His gaze was direct and meaningful, and he didn't have to say anything to get his message across. He still wanted her and he intended to pick up where they'd left off.
That was troubling enough, but Suzanne was also worried that Heather would pick up on things. She couldn't bear to let her little girl find out that she was fucking her own son, Heather's newly found half-brother. The girl was just too young to handle something like that. But Tod was being so blatant about it.
The moment they finished eating, Suzanne snapped, "Tod, please help me clear the table."
"Sure, Mom," he leered.
"But that's my job, Mom," Heather said. "Let me help, too."
"Uh, not this morning, honey," Suzanne said. "We have to give your brother some chores if he's going to be part of the family. Just go make your bed and straighten your room, okay?"
"Okay," Heather sighed.
It was obvious that she wanted to be around Tod and that she had a big crush going, but Suzanne needed to talk to him alone. When Heather had gone, she grabbed a load of dishes and went into the kitchen and Ted followed with another load. Closing the door, she turned to him angrily.
"Tod, you're going to have to more careful," she snapped. "I don't want Heather to know what's going on. Please try to behave."
"Sorry, Mom," he said, a little sheepishly. "It's just that I'm so turned on to you, I can't help myself. But I'll be careful around Heather from now on."
Suzanne nodded grimly. At least she'd be safe from her own lusts as long as Heather was in the house. No way could she and Tod carry on their incestuous attraction with the girl witnessing them. She left Tod to do the dishes and threw herself into some heavy housework.
Just being alone with the boy had brought on her lust again. She remembered every exciting detail of their love-making last night, and she ached for more of it. But that was out of the question. She'd come to her senses now and she knew how terribly wrong it was for her to fuck her own son.
It wouldn't happen again, she told herself firmly. And if Tod couldn't behave himself, he'd just have to leave. She was repeating these decisions to herself and running the vacuum cleaner, when Tod walked into the room and switched the machine off. Suzanne stared at him. He had a big grin on his face.
"Guess what, Mom?" he exclaimed. "We're alone."
"We're what?" Suzanne cried. "Where's Heather?"
"I gave her some money to take herself and her friend to the movies," Tod said. "It's a double feature, so they oughta be gone till dinnertime. Smart, huh?"
Suzanne started backing away from him. "Tod, you haven't been listening," she said. "What we did last night was all wrong. It was incest. I don't intend to do it again."
He just looked amused. "Aw, come on, Mom," he said, "you know you're turned on to me. You weren't exactly frigid last night, you know. Why don't we just cut the crap and have some fun?"
Suzanne backed up against the wall, her magnificent big tits heaving under her tight t-shirt. She was realizing just how sophisticated her son was for his age. He'd been around. He reminded her so much of Martin!
He was approaching her now, that knowing grin on his face. It was almost as if he knew she was creaming right through her panties with longing for him. Her eyes dropped to his fly and she saw a big hard bulge there. He had a hard-on for her. They were alone. It would be so easy, deliciously easy, to get the fucking she craved.
He was within touching distance now and Suzanne, backed against the wall, had no place to go. He reached out and rubbed her nipples through her bra and t-shirt. To her mortification, they went instantly rigid, poking out and throbbing, letting him know just how turned on she was.
"Come on, Mom," he smiled, "you need it. I can tell. Let's do each other a favor."
Suzanne's voice was hoarse with need. "Honey, it just isn't right," she moaned. "I'm your mother. Mothers don't fuck their sons."
"Let's start a tradition," Tod growled, pressing his hard hot body against her and kissing her.
His knowing tongue darted into her mouth and she creamed furiously, soaking her jeans. She could feel his rock-hard cock pressing against her swollen cuntmound and the temptation was more than she could resist. She felt like-she'd die of frustration if she didn't get fucked and here was a horny young stud begging to do the job.
She wrenched her mouth away from his, ducked under his arm, and started for the master bedroom. She was too embarrassed to tell him that she'd given in, that she simply had to have his loving, but he didn't need to be told. He just followed her into the room and shut the door behind them and started taking off his clothes.
Suzanne began to undress also. As she did, she eyed the big bed where she and George had had so many pleasant but routine fucks. That bed was about to witness more excitement in one afternoon then it had in twenty years of marriage. Naked, she strode to the bed and stretched out on her back.
Tod came right after her, and she gazed helplessly at his stiffly wagging cock. He climbed onto the bed and lowered himself onto her sleek, big-titted body. Suzanne sobbed with need and spread her legs wide. He sank down between her hot thighs and pressed the swollen hard head of his prick to her cuntmouth.
"Ohhhhh, God, yesssss," she wept.
She went on sobbing with delight as he slid his rock-hard cock into her. She'd been craving that sensation for weeks and now that she was finally getting it, she couldn't hide her excitement. She drenched his meat with an uncontrollable flood of molten cream and her starved pussy tugged greedily at his gliding cock.
"Yes, baby, yes," she panted, "get into me, give me every inch of that big thing."
"You got it, Mom," Tod groaned. "Ohhhh, shit, you're so hot."
They looked at each other, eyes hot and lust-glazed. Her son's cock was fully inside her, throbbing in her pussy. She whimpered in ecstasy. There was no point in hiding her need for him any longer, no use pretending she didn't want to fuck him. He had to know how excited he was making her.
"You like it, Mom?" he asked hoarsely.
"Oh, yes, honey," she moaned. "I needed it so bad."
"I'll take care of you now, Mom," he told her. "I'll give you all the loving you need."
She snaked her arms around his neck and pulled him flush against her, wanting to feel every inch of his fine young body. He cupped the firm little rounds of her ass and started fucking her in slow, deep, sensuous strokes. Suzanne whimpered in bliss. She needed to be fucked so badly, she just couldn't stop creaming.
"Ohhhhhh, baby, yes, fuck me," she moaned, "I love it."
Tod nuzzled her neck and twirled his slick tongue tip in her ear as he probed her fiery depths with his stiff young cock. His love-making was very sophisticated for a teenager and Suzanne was sure now that some older woman had taught him how to make love. She wondered who that woman was.
Whoever she was, Suzanne silently thanked her. She needed this expert love-making desperately. She soaked his probing cock again and again with helpless spurts of molten cream, and she clung to him and sobbed in ecstasy as he reamed her starved pussy. She didn't think she could ever get enough of his fucking. She wanted it to go on for hours.
"Unnnhhhhh, baby, it's so damned good," she whimpered.
"You haven't been fucked in a long time, have you, Mom?" Tod panted.
"No," she said. "I told you my husband died a few months ago. There's been nobody since then."
"Well, you don't have to worry about that any more," he promised. "I'm here, and I'll take care of you."
Suzanne really couldn't think about the future just then. There was only the delicious present and she was loving it. Each deep stiff thrust of her son's big hard cock made her moan in ecstasy and cream helplessly. Gradually Tod fucked her faster, harder, and she kept pace with her eagerly pumping hips, fucking back at him.
"Do it to me, do it to meeee," she whined, going out of her mind with excitement.
Her excitement infected Tod and he snorted lustily and fucked into her even faster. The faster and harder he did it to her, the more excited she got. She was way overdue for a good fucking and she needed it hard.
She clawed the boy's shoulders and whimpered with pleasure as his rock-hard cock crammed her thirsty cunt. Her thick molten pussyjuices were overflowing her stuffed pussy and gushing down over her asscrack, puddling on the bed beneath her. No way could she stop that horny creaming.
Tod excited her just as much as his father had. He excited her in a way that George had never been able to do. Much as she'd loved her husband, he was not an imaginative lover. She and George had fucked in the same old way, year after year, all through their marriage. She'd always gotten off with him, but she knew now that she'd been craving some excitement and novelty.
This was novelty, all right. You couldn't get much more novel than fucking your own kid. Suzanne had to admit that the wicked thrill of incest was adding to her wild arousal as Tod fucked her to the very edge of climax. Her hips jerked out of control, urging him to even rougher action.
"Fuck me hard, now honey," she cried hoarsely. "Fuck me as hard as you want. I need it, Tod."
"You got it, Mom," he growled. Firming his grip on her hot little ass, he began to fuck her almost savagely, making her tall big-titted body shake with the impact. She screamed in ecstasy. Their bodies slapped loudly together as they spun out of control and humped at each other like two rutting animals. Her head lolled back and she closed her eyes tightly, shutting out every other sensation.
"Ohhhhhh, baby, that's it," she sobbed. "Fuck the living shit out of me, Tod."
She was overexciting him, but she couldn't help it. She was overexcited herself. He yelped and began to sizzle his load into her womb and the hot flood triggered her orgasm. Mother and son came simultaneously in a gigantic climax that rattled the bed beneath them.
"Awwww, fuck, Mom, take my load, awwwww!" Tod roared.
She wept with release as he flooded his load into her and her body spasmed with hot pleasure. She hadn't come that hard in years, not since she'd fucked his father, in fact. She let the delicious convulsions wrack her body, riding with them, whimpering in bliss. Finally Tod collapsed on her, panting, his cock still thrust to the hilt in her steaming pussy.
"Unnnnhhhh, shit, that was good," he sighed. "But I didn't mean to get off so fast. Don't move."
Suzanne felt his prick swelling inside her and she gurgled lustily. One orgasm wasn't going to be enough to satisfy her lust. No way in the world. She had months of horniness to make up for, not to mention two decades of boring sex. She was up for all the orgasms she could get.
As Tod's ever-ready teenaged cock hardened inside her, she thought of all the exciting ways they could fuck. George had never been interested in experimenting with positions. Man-on-top was good enough for him and so that was the way they'd always done it. But Suzanne was dying to try something new and this looked like her chance.
"Honey," she murmured, "let's do it different this time."
Tod leered at her. "Sure, Mom, any way you want."
Suzanne wriggled out from under him and rolled onto her hands and knees. She hadn't been fucked in the doggy position since she and Martin were lovers. She heard Tod's harsh excited breathing as he studied her from behind, his eyes sweeping lustily over her cute little ass and glistening fur-fringed cuntslit. She shivered as his hot hands grasped her hips.
"Ohhhhhh, baby, yessss, get into me," she moaned as his hard, bulbous cockhead touched her cuntal opening.
He glided into her slowly, savoring every inch of penetration. Suzanne clawed the sheet and whimpered with delight as her son's throbbing prick gradually filled her starved pussy. That first fuck had been fantastic, but it had only made her eager for more. Luckily she had a tireless teenaged boy to take care of her bottomless needs.
"Mmmmmmm, yes, honey, that feels good," she gurgled as his iron-hard cock finally touched her womb, filling her completely.
Night after night since George's death, she'd lain awake, tossing and turning, driven crazy by her lust. Now at last she was getting what she craved, a hot hard prick cramming her fiery depths. She whimpered with delight as Tod began to piston his rigid cock in her slippery little pussy.
"Yes, do it to me, baby, fuck me good," she moaned.
Tod's prick gave a lusty lurch inside her and he groaned with excitement. He could hardly believe his luck. From the moment Suzanne opened the door yesterday and he'd seen how gorgeous she was, he'd had the hots for her, but he'd never dreamed he'd get this far with her. She was his mother, after all. He didn't expect his own mother to fuck him.
But he'd tried to seduce her anyway and he'd succeeded. It turned out she was a recent widow and just as eager for sex as he was. Tod had a few girlfriends at home and there was an older woman in his life, but he'd left them all behind when he went to look for his real parents. By now his need for sex was acute.
And just when he'd thought he couldn't stand it any longer, he'd met Suzanne. He felt like the luckiest guy in the world as he pistoned his stiff and ready cock in her hot and gripping pussy-hole. She wasn't just gorgeous, she was hot-blooded and she loved to fuck. A guy couldn't ask for much more than that.
"You like it, Mom?" he panted. "You like the way I'm fucking you?"
"Oh, yes, honey, I love it," she gurgled. "Don't stop, ever. I can't get enough of this." Suzanne wasn't kidding. Right now it seemed as if she could go on fucking for hours, even days, and not get tired of it. She had so much lost time to make up for. Each deep, firm thrust of her son's cock gave her a blast of pleasure that made her moan and cream. The thick cream overflowed her pussy, reamed out by his probing prick, and it gushed down her thighs in an unbroken molten river. She hadn't been turned on to a guy like this in years, not since she'd fucked his father.
He even fucked like Martin, in quick, greedy thrusts, glutting himself on the sweet sensations. Suzanne liked that. She loved fucking somebody as lusty as herself. She met each thrust with a jerk of her hips, taking his iron-hard cock as deep as she could get it. She soaked his prickmeat with her uncontrollably gushing cuntcream.
"Oooooo, yeah, honey, you're fucking me so good," she squealed.
She was glad Heather wasn't there. They couldn't have fucked if the girl was in the house. Or if they'd taken the risk, they couldn't have made any noise. But now they could pull out all stops and yell and moan all they wanted. Suzanne hadn't been able to make violent love in so long. George had always been warning her not to be so loud.
Not there was nothing to worry about. Heather was at the movies and would be there till dinnertime. Mother and son could romp naked all over the house, fuck in any room they wanted to. Suzanne needed this relief badly. She'd kept her feelings bottled up for far too long. Now she wailed in ecstasy as her son's pounding cock drove her relentlessly toward another body-wracking climax.
"Do it to me, make me come," she sobbed. "Ohhhhh, honey, I need it so bad!"
"I'll get you off, Mom," Tod promised hoarsely. "I'll do it as much as you want."
That was great news to Suzanne. Her son's inexhaustible adolescent cock was exactly what she needed. She slowly tightened her cunt around it, creating more and more hot friction, till she felt herself hovering on the edge of orgasm. She held off, though, wanting the wonderful sensations to last. She never wanted this pleasure to end, she'd waited so long for it.
"Yessss, honey," she hissed, "you're fucking me so damned good."
Tod could hardly believe his mother's lust. The only other older woman he'd fucked had had hot pants, but nothing to compare with this. His beautiful mom was literally starved for sex, and it looked as if he could fuck her all day and she'd still want more. Luckily, he was up for the job, just as he'd always been with Marie Fraser.
Mrs. Fraser was his adoptive mother's best friend. She lived close by and was always dropping over to visit. She had a fat slob of a husband who seemed to be more interested in TV than he was in his pretty wife. One day Marie had come by to visit and there was nobody in the house but Tod. He soon found out that the horny housewife had planned it that way.
Even now as he fucked his mother, Tod thought fondly and gratefully of Marie. She'd skillfully taken his cherry and every time they got together she taught him some new kinky way to get off. He was looking forward to seeing her again when he got home. But right now he had all the woman he could handle. His mother was groaning in ecstasy as she neared climax.
"Unnnhhhh, Tod, give it to me real hard now," she begged, "as had as you can, honey."
Tod responded at once, pounding his stiff cock into her so hard that she had to grip the sheet or get knocked over. He'd learned from their first round of fucking that she loved it that way. She wanted it as hard as she could get it. Now she wailed in bliss as he pounded it to her, and he felt her molten juice spurting around his pistoning prick.
"Shit, yes," she gasped, "that's it, I'm almost there."
Suzanne gasped and moaned as her son gave her the rough fast fucking she craved. Her cunt was probably going to feel bruised afterwards, but even that would be a delicious sensation for the sex-starved young widow. She felt her orgasm exploding out from the depths of her twat, shaking her body, and she screamed.
"Ahhhh, honey, that's it, I'm coming!" she wailed.
"Awwwww, Christ!" Tod gasped.
He almost came, too, as her hot little cunt went tight as a vise around his prickmeat. The greedy little cunthole was sucking at his prick, trying to draw the jism right out of his balls. If he hadn't had his second wind, he would have climaxed right along with her. But he held out, riding out her climax and fucking her steadily.
"Ohhhhh, God damn, it's good!" she sobbed.
Fucking her from behind, Tod watched his pistoning cock ream out her come. The thick pearly cream gushed out around his thick prickshaft and poured down her legs. He'd never seen a woman come that hard. It was just more evidence of how badly she'd needed this fucking. It was easy to believe that she hadn't had a man in two months. It was more than a minute before she finally tumbled off his rigid cock.
"Oh, my God, I needed that," she moaned, flopping face-down onto the bed.
"I think you need more, Mom," Tod leered, "and I'm all ready to give it to you."
Suzanne turned her head to look at him. He was stretching out beside her, on his back, and his magnificent young cock was standing at right angles to his flat belly, swollen and rigid and drooling. She'd just come twice, and hard, but at the sight of his stiff-standing prick her lust boiled back in full force.
Tod let her stare hungrily at his prick for a few seconds, then grinned and said. "Sit on it, Mom!"
Her eyes feverish with longing, Suzanne raised herself up and crawled over to him. She threw a leg over him and straddled him, rubbing the cream-soaked pink line of her slit back and forth over the rock-hard head of his cock. Tod gave a lusty growl and grabbed her by the waist.
"I'm gonna cram this thing into you," he growled.
"Yes," Susanne panted, "shove it in me, baby, give me every inch of that big thing."
Her behavior was shameless as she urged her son to cram his stiff cock into her cunt. She didn't care. He lunged upward with the granite column of meat, stuffing her with it, and she wailed in ecstasy and soaked his prick with sizzling juice. He began fucking her hard.
"Yes, yes, fuck it to me, Tod," she sobbed. "Fuck my brains out."
She'd never talked like that to George, but then George hadn't excited her out of her mind. She went on sobbing and wailing while Tod hammered his prick into her. He fucked her so hard that her big heavy tits swung back and forth and her body shuddered with the impact.
She let her head loll back, her gleaming golden hair swinging. She screwed her eyes shut, giving herself up to the mounting pleasure that boiled in her pussy. Tod watched her lustily as she flew towards orgasm, proud that his cock was getting her off. She was the most gorgeous thing he'd ever seen-and she was his own mother!
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeeee," she squealed.
Tod knew he was going to come like crazy in just a second, she was getting him so excited. Her hot sucking cunt was going to draw the jizz right out of him. He wanted to be sure to take her with him. He reached out and caught her clit between his fingers and began kneading it while he fucked her. She screamed with pleasure.
"Honey, yes, I love that," she cried. "Ooooo, shit, am I gonna come!"
Tod sure hoped so because his balls were just about to burst. He kneaded her throbbing clit and fucked into her as hard and fast as he could. Seconds later mother and son were experiencing a huge mutual orgasm, their bodies rocking and writhing with the hot spasms. Tod jetted his steaming load into Suzanne's sucking cunt, and she wailed in bliss.
"Ohhhh, honey, whaaahhhhh!" she cried.
"Take my come, unnnnggghhhh!" Tod groaned.
When they finally came down from that body-blasting climax, Suzanne shook her head in wonder. She hadn't even been able to gauge the extent of her horniness. She'd been so lusty, she'd fucked her own son-not once but three times, coming again and again. She knew that wouldn't be the end of it, either.
As long as Tod was in the house, she was going to want him. And she knew now that she wouldn't be able to resist him, no matter what her conscience told her. She was launched on an incestuous affair with her son, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.
CHAPTER FOUR
Suzanne was very careful not to look at Tod during dinner. She was afraid her expression would give her away. Heather must never know about the illicit affair between her mother and her half-brother.
But unknown to Suzanne, Heather was already picking up on the situation. She couldn't help noticing how much attention Tod paid to their mom. He followed her all over the house, talked to her all the time and grabbed every chance he could to pat or squeeze or kiss her.
Heather was just plain jealous.
The cute teenager had a crush on her newly found brother, and she wanted his attention. But nothing she said or did seemed to distract him from mom. Heather would have thought he had a crush on her, except that guys don't get crushes on their own mothers. Suzanne was way too old for him.
So why was he practically falling over himself to be near her? Heather couldn't figure it out. Her mother was beautiful, of course, but she was so old. In her thirties-that was over the hill, wasn't it? Heather was sill puzzling over the situation when she went to her room at bedtime.
It was so frustrating not being able to attract Tod's notice. She wanted to hang out with him, to go places with him, even flirt with him, but he didn't seem to notice her existence. Was there something wrong with the way she looked? She went to her dresser and looked in the mirror. She was petite, with long gleaming brown hair, big brown eyes, curvy little figure. Nothing wrong there. Heather was a very pretty girl and she had a nice body. So why didn't Tod seem interested in her?
Why was he more interested in Mom? Heather sighed as she thought of the answer-tits. It just had to be tits. Mom had those fantastic big tits, like small watermelons, while Heather had practically nothing at all. It just wasn't fair.
Heather lifted her t-shirt and looked at her budding titties. They were so firm and high-riding, she didn't need a bra. They were the size of apples and about the same shape. They had little red nipples. They were pretty, Heather thought, but so small in comparison to Suzanne's magnificent mature tits. She prayed they had some more growing to do.
Meanwhile she was at a real disadvantage in the competition for Tod's attention. Sighing, she whisked off her t-shirt and flung it carelessly on the rug. She skinned out of her jeans and panties in one easy motion, then eyed the tiny dark triangle of her bush. She wished her body was more ripe and mature.
She ran a hand over her sleek silky skin and onto the pouting mound of her bush. She pressed herself there a few times, enjoying the sensation. She'd just discovered how great it felt to play with herself and she was still discovering all the fun she could have with her pussy. She forgot about Tod and hurried over to her bed. She stretched out on her back, bent and spread her legs, and slid her finger over the slick pink flesh between her thighs.
"Ohhhhh, wow!" she breathed. "Oh, shit!"
She couldn't decide where it felt best to touch herself. She rubbed her swollen pussylips, the juicy little mouth of her virgin cunt, and even the tiny puckered opening of her asshole. It all felt great. Then she parted her furry cuntlips and looked inside. There was a funny little shaft there and she pressed a fingertip to it, and gasped.
"Oh, shit, fantastic!" she breathed.
She'd found her clit only for now she didn't have a name for it. It just felt about a thousand times more sensitive and sexy than any other part of her pussy. She grasped the little bud between her thumb and forefinger and started kneading it, gently at first, then with increasing speed. Hot pleasure ripped through her pussy.
"Unnnhhhhh, wow, yeah," she moaned.
She'd been playing with herself for a few weeks now and she had learned to make herself come, but this was the first time she'd played with her clit. There was just no comparison with what she'd done before. This was wild! This was heaven! She kneaded her juicy little clit and creamed uncontrollably, the molten juice pouring down over her asscrack. She knew she was going to come like crazy in just a few more minutes.
Then suddenly she stopped. Even above her soft moaning and panting, she'd heard strange noises in the next room, the master bedroom.
She pressed her ear to the wall and heard Tod's voice. What was he doing in mom's room this late at night? Heather even forget about masturbating, she was so curious.
Luckily there was an easy way to find out what was going on. When she was just a baby her father had installed connecting closets between the two bedrooms so that if she cried in the night, he or mom could get to her fast. The walk-in closets were still connected, even though nobody used that route any more. Heather now slid naked off her bed and padded into the closet.
It was dark in there, but Mom's closet door was open just a crack, giving Heather a thin shaft of light to steer by. She peeked into Susan's room and saw her mom was in bed, wearing a very sensible cotton nightgown, one that seemed too warm for summer. She was blushing hard as Tod stood at the end of the bed and spoke to her.
"Tod, it's just out of the question," she said nervously. "Heather's right in the next room. She might hear us."
"Aw, she's sound asleep by now," Tod smiled. "Want me to check on her?"
"No, I will," Suzanne said, getting out of bed.
Heather scurried out of the closet, took a flying leap into her bed, and turned off the light.
She'd no sooner pulled up the covers than her door opened and her mom slipped into the I room. Suzanne came silently to the bedside and stood there listening to the girl's soft, even breathing. Satisfied that Heather was asleep, she returned to her own room-and Heather returned to the closet.
"She's asleep," Suzanne said, "but we're still going to have to be very quiet. I couldn't stand it if she knew about us. Do you understand that, Tod?"
"Of course, Mom," he said as he approached her. "Now why don't you take off that ugly nightgown?"
Suzanne couldn't help laughing. It really was the ugliest, frumpiest gown she had and she'd! worn it on purpose to discourage him if he came to her room. But it hadn't had the desired effect. Now he grasped the hemline and whisked the plain, bulky garment off of her, leaving her naked. He dropped the nightgown on the rug and ogled her.
"Christ, you're just fantastic!" he breathed.
Heather watched open-mouthed. Why was Ted undressing his own mother? Why was mom letting him look at her naked body? Heather couldn't help her usual feelings of envy, either. Her mother had the most incredible body. No wonder Tod's eyes were practically popping out of his head.
Mom let him stare for a second, then began to undress him. Heather got more confused and more curious. She also felt hotly excited because she'd never seen a naked guy before. She knew boys were built differently from girls, but she didn't know the details and she could hardly wait to see. She watched breathlessly as mom removed Tod's t-shirt and jeans. There was a huge bulge at the fly of his jockey shorts.
Mom eased the shorts down over the bulge and Heather clapped a hand to her mouth to stifle a gasp of surprise. So this was a cock! She saw a big thick pole of meat, blue-veined and rigid, hugging Tod's belly. She couldn't take her eyes off that big mysterious thing as he and mom walked over to the bed and stretched out side by side.
Mom looked very excited. Her face was flushed, her big blue eyes bright. She ran her hands down Tod's body and grasped his cock, pumping it, while he fondled her big stiff-nippled tits. Now Heather understood that mother and son had become lovers and that she was about to witness their love-making. She was very excited. There was so much she wanted to know about fucking.
Of course it did seem a little weird for a guy to be getting it on with his own mother, but Heather reminded herself that they were more like strangers. They'd only just met. She could see the hot attraction between them and she accepted it. She got comfortable in the closet and waited eagerly to see what they'd do.
"Let me go down on you," Tod said hoarsely.
Suzanne laughed and shook her head wonderingly. "All right, Tod," she said. "But I can't stand the suspense any longer. How did a boy your age learn to make love so well?"
"Well, I don't want to name names," Tod chuckled. "Let's just say there's this family friend, a friend of my adoptive mother's, whose husband doesn't pay enough attention to her."
"I get the picture," Suzanne smiled. "Now show me some of the things she's taught you."
Wantonly she bent and spread her legs. Her pussy was pink, creamy, and glistening, and it was fringed with fine golden curls. Everything about her was beautiful, Heather thought enviously. Tod sure thought so. He crouched between her splayed thighs and stared hungrily at her moist, scarlet cunt slit.
Then he flopped onto his belly and crawled even closer, bringing his face right up to her hot pussygash. His tongue flashed out, raking up and down the puffed flesh and Suzanne groaned with delight, her face getting hotly flushed. Tod whisked his tongue stiffly up and down her pussy and she dug her nails into the bedspread. "Ohhhhhh, God, honey, I love that," she gurgled.
Heather felt a sudden heat in her virgin cunt-slit. She knew it was fun to play with herself. She did it all the time, every chance she had. But how would it feel to have a guy's hot slick tongue playing all over her pussy? It sounded delicious and mom sure liked it. She seemed to be going out of her mind with pleasure.
"Unnnnhhhh, Tod, that's so damned good," she sobbed. "Please keep doing it to me, honey, don't stop."
"I won't, Mom," he promised hoarsely. "I'll eat you as long as you want."
Suzanne closed her eyes in total bliss. George hadn't been much of a pussy-eater. He did it a couple of times a years, on her birthday and on New Year's Eve. Martin had gone down on her a lot, and she'd really missed it. Now she had their son's hot tongue on her greedy little cuntgash and she was going wild with pleasure. She just couldn't stop creaming.
Again she silently thanked the older woman who'd taught Tod all the delicious ways to turn a woman on. The woman had done a fantastic job. Tod knew just where to lick a pussy, how firmly and how fast. He lathered Suzanne's whole cunt gash with his hot spit, then zeroed in on the most sensitive spot of all, her clit. She almost flew off the bed when his stiff tongue tip flicked the super-sensitive bud.
"Eeeeee, shit, yesssss!" she squealed.
Then she reminded herself to be more quiet. Her innocent little daughter was sleeping right in the next room, or so she thought. She'd have died if she'd known that Heather was only a few feet away, hiding in the closet and watching everything that was going on. Heather was getting a real sex education, thanks to her mother and brother.
She watched eagerly and enviously as Ted whipped his wet hot tongue up and down over mom's clit. Heather had just discovered that little button, and she knew how sexy-feeling and responsive it was. It would just be heaven to have a guy lick it. She began to cream as she watched and she got the urge to play with herself.
Heather didn't have any feeling of guilt or inhibition about masturbating. It was just something fun to do with her pussy. She grasped her clit between thumb and forefinger, just as she'd started to do earlier, and began to knead it. It felt great. She just had to remember not to make any noise. Mom and Tod would be pretty pissed off if they found out she was spying on them.
"Ohhhhh, Tod, you're getting me so turned on, honey," Mom moaned. "I can't take much more."
"Want me to get you off?" he said, grinning as he raised his cream-smeared face from her steaming pussy.
"Mmmmmm, yes, babe, please," she gurgled.
He dipped his blond head back between her widely parted thighs, but this time he didn't tongue her clit. He jammed his lips onto the pulsating little lump of flesh and began to suck it. Suzanne let out a gasp of delight, then clamped her lips shut, remembering that she had a sleeping child in the next room.
"Oh, shit, yesssss," she hissed. Suck me off, Tod, suck hard!"
Heather creamed all over massaging fingers. She tried to imagine a pair of hot sucking lips on her clit and it made her horny as hell. She speeded up her kneading, giving herself hot stabs of pleasure as she watched her brother's bobbing head and her mother's lust-twisted face.
Mom looked like she was just about to come. Her features were all flushed and contorted, her teeth flashing, her eyes tightly closed. She wasn't aware of anything but the hot pleasure ripping through her belly as Tod sucked her off. She clawed hard at the bedspread and suddenly her big-titted body began to convulse.
"Ohhhhh, shit, honey, you're doing it to me," she gasped. "Unnnhhhhh, yeah, I'm coming!"
She writhed right out of his grasp and rolled around on the bed, convulsing and sobbing with pleasure. Watching her, Heather gave her throbbing clit an extra firm squeeze and started to come herself. She barely stifled a squeal of delight as the delicious spasms rocked her body. Slumping back against the wall of the closet, she kneaded her clit till she'd drained every ounce of sensation from it. "Ohhhh, wow, shit, ooooo," she panted. She wanted to yell with pleasure, but of course she couldn't do that. She didn't want mom and Tod to know she'd been spying on them. When her climax was over, she gave a happy little sigh and peered out from her hiding place again. Mom's spasms were just quieting, and Tod was crawling between her legs again.
"Want some more, Mom?" he leered.
"Mmmmm, I'd love it," Suzanne gurgled. She didn't think she could ever get her fill of her son's expert pussy-eating. Again she bent and spread her legs, opening them as wide as she could. Ted eagerly went for her pussy, whipping his mighty tongue up and down over the puffed cream-beaded flesh. Suzanne whimpered in ecstasy.
"Oh, baby, I love that," she moaned. Heather could see why. She was dying to feel those Very same sensations herself. Suddenly it dawned on her that she could get in on the fun if she just played her cards right. And didn't she deserve to be let in on it? It wasn't fair of mom and Tod to hog all the fun. She wanted her pussy licked and sucked by her handsome brother too and tomorrow she'd figure out her approach.
She didn't want to come off like a clumsy amateur so now she watched carefully to see how mom did things. Right now she was keeping her legs spread wide for Tod as he whisked his stiff tongue up and down the juicy flesh of her pussy. He began to ease his tongue into her cunt and she flushed with pleasure.
"Baby, yes," she gasped, "stick it in me, fuck me with it."
Tod made his long tongue rigid and glided it slowly, tantalizingly, into her pussy. She whimpered and clawed the bed as he slid it into her and her thick cream boiled out around his tongue and flooded down her asscrack. Heather could tell she was in heaven and again the girl shivered with longing and envy.
She'd never had anything in her cunt before, but she just had to get some idea of what her mother was experiencing. She popped the tip of her middle finger into her virgin cuntal opening and began to glide it into herself. The fit was tight but slippery and as she took something stiff in her pussy for the first time, she shivered lustily.
"Oh, shit, yessss," she breathed. No wonder mom was loving it, Heather thought. It felt great. Of course her finger wasn't much like Tod's tongue, but it felt exciting, and she inserted it deeper and deeper into her untried pussy. Tod's tongue touched bottom and so did her finger. He began pistoning his tongue in and out of mom's cunt and Heather imitated the motions with her stiff finger. It felt fantastic!
"Ooooooooo, baby, I love it," Mom was gurgling. "I just love it."
Tod's blond head was bobbing furiously now as he tongue-fucked the moaning young widow. Mom's face was contorted with bliss again and she was clawing the bed and whimpering. That jerking stiff tongue just had to feel fantastic and Heather could hardly wait to experience it for herself. Tomorrow she'd do it.
But right now she just greedily finger-fucked herself as she watched her brother pistoning his stiff juicy tongue in their mom's horny pussy. Suzanne raised her body, arching it to take his darting tongue as deep as she could get it. Her big tits quivered, the nipples standing up lustily. Tod's thrusting tongue was driving her wild.
"Harder," she sobbed. "Give it to me hard, honey, make me come."
Tod responded, hammering his tongue into her, forcing out her thick, hot cream. It soaked his face and he tongue-fucked her into a body-wracking orgasm. She stifled her cries, still worried she'd wake Heather. But her convulsing body told the girl how hard she was coming.
"Ohhhhh, God, I'm coming, ohhhhhh!" she gasped in a low hoarse voice.
Heather shivered with envy. Now more than ever she wanted to be part of the fun mom and Tod were having. Her finger felt great in her horny little pussy but she instinctively knew that her brother's tongue would feel even greater. She wasn't going to let mom hog Tod, no way.
Now he'd risen to his knees and was watching Suzanne come, a big grin on his face. His cock looked enormous to Heather. It lay rigidly against his belly, swollen and drooling. Finally mom stopped writhing and Tod moved toward her. Her lust-fevered eyes focused on his stiff engorged prick and she gave a lusty little moan and licked her lips.
'Want some of this, Mom?" Tod leered.
"Yes, baby, you know I do," Suzanne said hoarsely.
She rolled into the doggy-fucking position. Heather watched in hot excitement as her mother positioned herself on her hands and knees, her pretty little ass poking out saucily. The girl had heard about fucking, but she had no clear idea what it was like. Now she was about to find out.
Tod crawled over and knelt behind mom, grasping her slim, curvy hips and socking the huge purple head of his cock into the moist pit of her cuntal opening. Suzanne shivered and clawed the bed, a burst of pearly cream overflowing her cunt and trickling down her inner thighs. Just the lightest touch of Tod's cock seemed to make her wildly excited.
"Yes, honey, cram that big thing into me," the sex-starved widow moaned.
Tod began to ease his rigid cock into her slick, juicy cunt and she gurgled with delight. Heather watched pop-eyed, wondering how her mother could take that enormous slab of cockmeat without pain. It looked way too big for any woman's cunt. Still working her finger stiffly in her own little pussy, Heather felt how tiny it was and knew she couldn't take a cock without it hurting.
Yet mom was doing it and loving it. Her pretty face twisted into a lusty mask as Tod inched his iron-hard prick into her. More thick hot cream spurted from her pussy and she moaned with excitement. He pushed into her till only his coarse-haired balls showed, but still she seemed to love it.
"Mmmmmm, baby, that feels so good," she gurgled. "Now fuck me, Tod, really give it to me."
"You don't have to ask me twice," he chuckled.
Firming his grip on her hips, he began to hammer his cockmeat into her. He wasn't gentle. His fat belly slapped loudly against her ass, and he fucked her very fast. But Suzanne moaned with delight and jerked her hips to his rhythm, obviously adoring his rough deep fucking. Heather shook her head in wonder.
She wondered if she could ever take a cock, her cunt was so small. It even felt tight around her pumping finger. But she knew she wanted to try. If fucking could give her mother that much pleasure, then Heather just had to have it, too. She pretended her finger was Tod's stiff cock, pumping it faster and faster in her steaming, juicy virgin cunt. Each thrust gave her a stab of hot pleasure and she could barely keep from moaning.
"Ohhhhh, honey, you're fucking me so good," Suzanne whimpered. "Fuck my brains out, Tod, don't stop."
"No way am I gonna stop, Mom," he groaned.
He was getting very flushed in the face and he was fucking her faster and faster. Heather had never been alone with a boy before but even she could tell that Tod was about to shoot his load. She wondered what that would be like. In her hot excitement she pumped her finger even faster and harder in her cunt, matching Tod's rhythm as he jack-hammered his stiff prick in mom's pussy.
"Unnnhhhh, that's it, baby, fuck me as hard as you can," Suzanne wailed.
She closed her eyes tightly and gripped fistfuls of bedspread, her body shuddering with the impact of her son's lusty fucking. Her big tits swung heavily back and forth, the stiff nipples grazing the bed. She was about to come, too, Heather realized. Mother and son were just about to spin into a gigantic mutual climax.
Heather wanted to come right along with them and it felt like that wouldn't be any problem at all. She finger-fucked herself as fast as she could and she felt the searing pleasure building in her pussy till she could hardly keep from screaming with it. She clenched her jaws shut and reminded herself to be quiet.
"Unnhhhh, Tod, honey," Suzanne howled. "You're making me come! Unnnhhhhh, God, yessssss!"
"Awwwwww, fuckin' Christ, aaaggghhhh!" Tom roared.
He hammered his load into her and the steaming juice overflowed her convulsing pussy and gushed down her legs. That was the last thing Heather saw before she slumped to the floor of the closet and came like crazy. Her jerking finger brought her off hard and it was all she could do to keep quiet as the delicious spasms rocked her body.
She heard mom and Tod yelling and moaning as they came together and in spite of the wonderful orgasm she was having, she seethed with envy. She just had to get in on their action and she had to do it as soon as possible. Tomorrow would somehow be the day.
"Mmmmmm, honey, that was so good," Suzanne murmured.
"Yeah, and Heather didn't even wake up," Tod bragged.
That's what you think, Big Brother, Heather thought wickedly.
CHAPTER FIVE
Suzanne was stacking the lunch dishes in the dishwasher the next afternoon when Heather walked into the kitchen with a determined look on her face. Suzanne knew that look very well. Her daughter got it whenever she was going to ask for something very big.
"No, Heather," Suzanne said automatically, anticipating what she wanted, "you're still too young to date. I've told you, wait till next fall."
Heather looked smug. "That wasn't what I was going to ask for, Mom," she smirked.
"You were wrong this time."
"Oh?" Suzanne said, looking at her in surprise. "I thought dating was the only thing on your mind lately."
"It was," Heather said, "till I found out what you and Tod are up to."
Suzanne gasped. "Uh, what do you mean, honey?" she stammered.
"You know what I mean, Mom," Heather said. "You and Tod have been fucking."
Suzanne was about to scold her for using that forbidden word, when she realized how silly that was. Heather had discovered her guilty secret!
"What makes you so sure of that, Heather?" Suzanne asked.
"Oh, come on, Mom," Heather said impatiently, "quit trying to deny it. I watched you guys last night from the closet. I saw Tod go down on you and I watched you two fuck. I wasn't dreaming all that, Mom, and you know it."
Suzanne blushed even harder. "Honey," she said, hanging her head, "it's true-but it isn't right. I never should have done it and I promise it won't happen again."
"Hey, what are you talking about?" Tod cried, bursting into the kitchen through the swinging door.
"Tod!" Suzanne gasped. "Were you spying on us?"
"I wouldn't call it that," he leered. "I just happened to pass by and hear what you guys were saying. But what's this crap about not fucking me any more? You talk like there was something wrong with it."
Suzanne groaned. "There is something wrong with it, Tod," she said. "That's what I'm trying to explain to Heather."
"Aw, I bet she doesn't see anything wrong with it," he said. "Do you, Sis?"
He gave Heather one of his devastating smiles and she totally melted. At last she had her adored brother's attention. "No, Tod," she answered, "I don't see anything wrong with you guys having some fun together. I was just trying to ask mom if I could get in on it, too."
"Heather!" Suzanne gasped. "No way in the world am I letting you do something like that!" . The kids ignored her. "Hey, Sis, what a terrific idea," Tod beamed. "It'd be great if we all had fun together."
Heather looked like she'd died and gone to heaven. "Then it's okay with you, Tod?" she cried.
"Sure," he said, "and the sooner, the better."
"Now, just hold it, you two," Suzanne sputtered. "I'm your mother, and I'm telling you to forget the whole idea. No way are you two making it together, and that's that."
Again they ignored her. "My room or yours?" Tod asked his cute brunette sister.
"How about the big bed?" Heather chirped. "Then there'd be room for all of us."
"Good idea," Tod said. "Mom, if you change your mind and get rid of your silly hangups, come on and join us."
He took Heather's hand and they hurried out of the kitchen. Suzanne stood there gawking after them, hardly believing what had just happened. Then she shook herself back to reality. Her little girl was about to lose her cherry to her own brother! That was something that had to be stopped and Suzanne charged out of the kitchen.
She started down the hall just in time to see Tod and Heather entering the master bedroom. She rushed to the door but found it locked. She pounded on it and yelled for the kids to open up, but they didn't answer. She stood outside the door seething with frustration.
Then she remembered what Heather had said about spying from the closet. Suzanne slipped into Heather's room and entered the walk-in closet. As she felt her way through the clothes, she could hear the kids talking, their voices low and excited. She found the opposite closet door open just a crack and she peeked into the room.
"You don't have to be scared," Tod was telling Heather. "I'll be real gentle. Or we don't have to do anything at all. We could just let mom think we're getting it on."
"Oh, gosh, Tod, I'm sorry I'm such a chicken," Heather said.
"No sweat," he said easily. "Let's just cuddle."
That was one of his favorite tricks, Suzanne knew. He'd used it on her and now he was using it on Heather. He steered the panicky girl over to the huge bed and eased her down on it. Lying beside her, he pulled her against him and kissed her, running his hands over her body. He was a super kisser and in a few seconds Heather began to relax.
"Mmmmmm, mmmmmm," she murmured.
"See?" Tod chuckled. "This isn't so terrible, is it?"
He slipped his tongue between her lips with the next kiss, and the girl shivered with excitement. Tod was doing his work very well. Suzanne had intended to march in there and stop him, but so far he wasn't doing anything so awful, just kissing and fondling. Besides, Suzanne had to admit to herself that watching the kids was very exciting.
She decided to stay put for the moment and just see what happened. Tod was rubbing his body sensuously against Heather and giving her a long steamy tongue-kiss. Suzanne could almost see the tension and resistance going out of the girl's body. Yes, Tod was just as skillful a seducer as his father had been.
"You want me to stop?" he asked Heather when he finally broke the kiss.
"No," she said shakily, "please do some more, Tod."
Heather was more turned on than she'd ever been in her young life. She'd thought her first experience with a boy might be awkward, even that her first kiss might be icky, but this was wonderful. Tod's darting tongue had turned her on like crazy and she was eager for more of his love-making. She didn't protest as he rolled her t-shirt up out of the way.
"Hey, doesn't mom make you wear a bra?" he grinned as he ogled her cute naked tits.
Heather blushed hotly. "Nobody can tell if I wear a bra or not," she sighed, "my tits are so small."
"They're not that small, Sis," Tod smiled, "and they're gorgeous. I can't keep my hands off them."
He was cupping her tits as he spoke, and Heather creamed like mad when his hot hands closed around the sensitive apple-size globes. He squeezed and molded her tits and she gurgled with delight. Making out with a boy was even more fun than she'd dreamed. She quickly forgot her shyness and nervousness as Tod's knowing hands worked her small red nipples into stiffness.
She'd had a moment of panic when Tod locked the bedroom door behind them, because she'd remembered how huge his cock was. She knew she couldn't take it in her virgin cunt without pain. But to her relief, Tod hadn't insisted that they fuck right away. He'd even said they didn't have to do anything if she didn't want to. She felt relaxed with him.
Suzanne knew better. She knew exactly what Tod was up to. His plan was to get the girl relaxed, then to turn her on so powerfully that she'd do whatever he wanted. It had worked great with Suzanne and she knew it would work with her daughter, too. So what was she going to do about it?
She decided to let nature take its course. Heather was hot-blooded, just like her mom, and she was going to lose her cherry soon anyway. In the fall she'd be old enough to date, and Suzanne was willing to bet she'd go all the way with the first boy who turned her on. It was just a matter of time and Suzanne knew there'd be nothing she could do about it.
So why not let it happen right in her own home and with a boy who could do the job right? If anybody could make Heather's first fuck a great one, it was Tod, her very own brother. Besides, this way Suzanne could watch the whole thing and put a stop to it if anything went wrong. She settled down in the closet and got comfortable.
Tod was molding Heather's cute little tits, using his thumbs to work the strawberry-red nipples into stiffness. Heather was watching him with a mixture of lust and adoration. Her little tits were swelling up taut with lust and she was making a low gurgling noise. Then Tod slipped his head down, stuck out his tongue, and began to lick her super-sensitive swollen nipples.
"Oooooooo, wow, Tod, that feels so exciting," she gasped.
He chuckled and went on swirling his wet hot tongue around and around the stiff buds, coating her nipples with his steamy spit. Heather got pink in the face and began to pant. She'd never felt anything so wickedly delicious as her brother's tongue lapping her tender tits.
She watched as if hypnotized as his glistening red tongue lashed her nipples. She felt herself creaming hard and steadily, soaking through her panties. She wondered why she'd been scared of Tod. He was so gentle, so arousing. She was having a terrific time with him. She was just sorry that their mom had declined the chance to join them.
But it was hard to think about her mother right now because Tod had sucked her right nipple into his juicy mouth and was lashing it with his tongue. That made Heather hotly aroused and she creamed in helpless spurts, moistening the crotch of her jeans. He sucked one nipple, then the other, making her dizzy with excitement. Then he reached for the snap of her jeans.
"Let me play with your pussy, Sis," he said huskily. "I know you'll love it and I'll stop whenever you want." "Okay, Tod," she said eagerly. She was dying to have him play with her down there and he said it didn't have to get serious. She blushed as he unzipped her jeans and tugged them off, but that was just because nobody but mom had ever seen her naked before. He tossed her jeans aside and quickly whisked off her little bikini panties.
From the closet Suzanne eyed her daughter's wispy dark bush and thought again how young she was. Too young to fuck? It might look that way, but Heather's lust-glazed eyes told another story. She was ripe for losing her cherry and Suzanne knew Tod would do a good job of it. He could be trusted not to hurt her and to make a great experience of it.
Suzanne had been just Heather's age when she was seduced by Tod's father and she'd been more than ready for her first fuck. Martin had been a fantastic lay and she'd loved every second of it. She knew Heather was capable of that same hot enjoyment. But just in case it didn't work out, her mother was right there, ready to come to her aid.
Tod had tossed away Heather's panties and was arranging her with her knees bent and her legs wide open. She was blushing hotly as a boy eyed her naked pussy for the first time. Tod's eyes were hot and greedy. He loved fucking passionate, hot-cunted older women, but he liked variety, too. A virgin, teenaged cunt sounded very good to him right now.
But he knew the girl was a little timid and that he had to bring her along carefully. He ignored the hard-on that was threatening to rip its way out of his pants. He crawled between his sister's thighs and brought his face within an inch of her delicate pink pussy. Heather shivered when she felt his hot breath on the sensitive, cream-beaded flesh.
"Tod, are you gonna go down on me like you did mom?" she asked breathlessly. "Yeah, if that's what you want," he said. "Oh, yes!" she cried. "Please!" He spread apart the lightly furred lips of her pussy and exposed the gleaming pink flesh inside. He made his tongue stiff and began to rake it teasingly up and down her cunt gash. Heather squealed with pleasure and thick gobs of cream spurted from her virgin cunt. Tod lapped them up and gobbled them, savoring the tangy juice.
"Oooooooo, Tod, I love that," Heather whimpered. "Please keep doing it."
"Sure, Sis," he chuckled. "But tell me one thing. When you spied on me and mom, did you get turned on?"
"Shit, yes!" she giggled. "I got so turned on, I had to play with myself."
"Oh, yeah?" Tod leered. "Show me what you did."
Blushing, but wanting to do whatever she could to please him, Heather reached down and pointed to the tiny hooded lump of her clit.
"I rubbed myself there," she said.
"What else?" her brother asked hoarsely.
"Then I stuck my finger in my cunt and rubbed it up and down till I got off," she giggled. "That's all I did. Are you satisfied, Tod?"
"Not yet," he growled, shoving his face into her steaming cunt slit.
"Oooooo, shit, yesssss," she hissed.
Tod showed her how his tongue felt a thousand times more exciting than her fingers. He selected her clit to start out with, the place she'd rubbed herself while she watched him suck off Suzanne. He lashed the super-sensitive bud with the stiff wet tip of his tongue and Heather screamed in bliss and soaked his face with helpless spurts of pussyjuice.
"Unnnhhh, Tod, I love it," she sobbed.
"Please keep doing it, make me come that way."
No sweat, Suzanne thought. Tod adored eating pussy and Heather was so horny for him, she'd come in no time at all. Suzanne herself was getting pretty aroused as she watched the lusty teenagers. She knew how terrific it felt to have Tod's well-trained tongue lashing her clit and she just wished she could be feeling it right now.
For the first time she felt a twinge of envy for her daughter. She really would have loved to be in Heather's place just now, feeling Tod's lashing tongue. She was sorry now that she hadn't accepted the kids' invitation to join in the fun. But it wasn't too late. She could walk in there any time and know she'd be welcome.
However, she decided to wait. This was Heather's show, her big moment, and she shouldn't have to share her first sexual experience with anybody. Suzanne tried to ignore her heating pussy, which was growing more wet and swollen by the second. She watched with mounting arousal as Tod gobbled his sister's clit.
"Unnnhhh, Tod, it's so damned good," Heather was moaning. "I just have to come, Big Brother, make me come."
"You got it, kid," Tod growled.
He'd tongue-whipped her clit into its own tiny hard-on and it was soaked with cream and visibly throbbing. The little pink bud looked ready to explode. This was the perfect time to suck Heather off. It would be her first climax with a boy and it would be one she'd never forget. He jammed his lips onto her clit and sucked hungrily. "Oooooooo, shit, ooooooo!" Heather squealed.
This was the strongest pleasure she'd ever known in her young life. It made masturbation seem like kiddy stuff. Sharp stabs of sensation ripped through her pussy as Tod expertly sucked her cut, and she creamed heavily and helplessly. The pleasure was rapidly building in her cunt gash, building till she could hardly stand it.
Suzanne was creaming through her panties as she watched Tod suck Heather toward climax. She knew the incredible pleasure the girl was feeling, and she just wished she could share it. Tod's older woman lover, whoever she was, had taught him to be a superb pussy-eater, and he was using all his skills now to get Heather off.
He sucked faster and louder by the second, an obscene wet slurping sound that aroused Suzanne wickedly. Heather screwed her eyes shut and clawed the bed, totally carried away with pleasure. She arched her petite body and shoved her nearly-exploding clit farther between Tod's sucking lips. Then she gasped and began to convulse.
"Ohhhhhh, shit, whaahhhhh!" she screamed. She came violently, bucking away from Tod and rolling around on the bed, her body deliciously shaken and wracked with the powerful orgasmic spasms. She'd never come this hard before and it seemed to go on and on. Her pussy was soaked with her spurting come-cream. At last she went still. She opened her eyes and looked wonderingly at her grinning brother.
"Oh, wow, Tod, how did you do that?" she panted.
"Well, I guess guys are good for something," he laughed. "Want to do something for me?"
"Oh, yeah," she said eagerly, "anything you want, Tod."
"Take my clothes off," he leered.
Blushing but anxious to please, the pretty teen crawled over to him and helped him off with his t-shirt. She blushed harder as she unzipped his jeans and discovered that he wasn't wearing any shorts. His engorged cock snapped up free, wagging stiffly and lewdly before him.
"It won't bite, Heather," Tod chuckled.
Still Heather looked warily at his rigid cock as she removed his jeans. It looked so enormous to her inexperienced eyes and she still didn't think she could take it without being split in half. Tod watched her with amusement. When he was naked, he eased her down on her back and started kissing her, arousing her with the same hot steamy tongue-kisses he'd used before.
"Mm mm mm, mmmmmm," she moaned.
Suzanne could see that Heather was torn between lust and fright. She was fully aroused and very horny for her brother, yet she was afraid of his big hard cock. Tod slid on top of her and used his knees to push her thighs wide open. Then he sank down between her legs and pressed his rock-hard cock against her tender pussy slit.
"I wanta fuck you, Sis," he said hoarsely. "You gonna let me?"
"It always hurts a girl the first time," he told her. "But it won't hurt for long, honest. And once you get over that, it's gonna feel great."
As he spoke he was easing the fat hard head of his cock onto the little fur-fringed mouth of her cunt. She trembled and whimpered as he wedged about an inch of cock into the juicy pit, spreading her pussy lips wide. He was only a little way into her, but already his cock felt huge to the terrified girl.
"Owwwww," she gasped, "Mommy!"
Suzanne bolted from the closet and the kids stared at her. "Sorry about that," she laughed. "Maternal instinct, I guess. Are you all right, Heather?"
"I dunno," Heather said shakily. "It feels so big."
"It isn't, honey," Suzanne said soothingly. "All you have to do is relax and it'll all go in."
As she spoke, she walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge of it, right beside the naked kids. Her voice seemed to calm Heather down. The girl bravely gritted her teeth as Tod went on easing his engorged cock into her virgin cunt. Suzanne reached over and caressed her shoulder, soothing her even more. Tod gave a lusty snort and dug his prick a few inches deeper into the tightest cunt he'd ever known.
"Ow!" Heather whimpered.
"Sorry," he panted.
"Easy," Suzanne said.
She wasn't sure who she was talking to, Heather or Tod, but it seemed to have the right effect. Heather relaxed and Tod stopped pushing so hard. Patiently he worked his throbbing cock all the way into her incredibly tiny, virginal cunt, till only his balls showed. He paused that way, letting her get used to it, and it finally dawned on Heather that she'd lost her cherry without being split in two.
"Oh, wow!" she gurgled.
"See? That wasn't so awful, was it?" Suzanne smiled.
"No," the girl said, starting to grin. "And it even feels exciting. Go ahead, Tod, fuck me." He started fucking her in slow, gentle, sensuous strokes, letting her get used to the sensation and Suzanne nodded her approval. She'd known Tod could be trusted to do a superb job of taking his sister's virginity. Heather relaxed more and more, till finally she was moving her hips to his rhythm and making little gurgling noises of pleasure.
"Ohhhhh, yeah, Tod, it feels really great now," she moaned.
Suzanne took her caressing hand off her daughter's shoulder. Heather didn't need comforting any more. She didn't need her mommy. She was really getting into the joy of fucking, moaning and panting, fucking right back at Tod as he gradually increased the speed and force of his deep-probing cock.
"Ahhhhh, yeah, Big Brother, fuck me," Heather moaned. "Fuck me as hard as you want."
Suzanne creamed through her jeans as she watched her son's knotting, jerking ass. He was pumping his cock deep and hard in Heather's juicing pussy and the two horny kids were carried away with pleasure, hardly noticing that they had an audience. Once more Suzanne ached to be in her daughter's place. She could have used that hard pistoning action in her cunt right now.
"I love fucking your tight little cunt, Sis," Tod answered hoarsely.
They went at each other even harder, making the bed creak and shudder, and Suzanne bit her Up in envy. Her whole body was on fire with need by now and she ached for her son's rock-hard cock. But it was already busy in her daughter's newly deflowered cunt and she'd just have to wait for it and hope that Tod was interested in another round of fucking.
"Ooooooo, shit, I'm gonna come," Heather gasped, her pretty face contorted with lust. "You and me both, Sis," Tod groaned. A second later he was boiling his load into her, triggering her climax. "Ahhhhhh, yeah, you're doing it, you're making me come!" Heather screamed.
"Take my load, Sis, aaagggghhhhh!" Tod roared.
Suzanne whimpered with need as she watched brother and sister enjoying their hot mutual
orgasm. She'd never needed to be fucked as badly as she did now. Watching them get it on had driven her to a fever pitch of fuck-lust. At
last Tod rolled off his sister and gave a satisfied sigh. Then he looked over at his beautiful blonde mother and grinned.
"Hey, Mom," he said, "as long as you're here, why don't you take off your clothes and join us?"
CHAPTER SIX
"Why, honey, I think I'll just do that," Suzanne said, starting to slip out of her clothes.
There was no way she could refuse Tod's suggestion. Her fuck-lust was at the boiling point and if it wasn't relieved soon, she feared she'd go crazy with frustration.
"Oh, great, Mom," Heather cried. "I'm so glad you're gonna join us. I was afraid you were mad at us."
"I guess I was for a little while," Suzanne confessed. "I thought you were too young for sex, honey." That brought a laugh from Heather.
Tod chuckled too. "I guess she proved different, didn't she, Mom?"
"She sure did," Suzanne agreed.
Her little daughter had proved herself just as hot-blooded and sexy as her mother. She wasn't a little kid any more and Suzanne would just have to recognize that. Now she'd be sharing her lover with Heather, a lover who just happened to be their son and brother. At least they were keeping everything in the family!
Tod watched eagerly as Suzanne stripped. His eyes locked on her gorgeous big tits, then on the golden triangle of her bush. Suzanne noticed that Heather was watching her enviously, no doubt wishing her body was as ripe and mature.
Tossing her clothes onto the floor, Suzanne stretched out naked on the king-sized bed and crawled over to Tod, her eyes glued to his cock. She fisted the base of his prick and brought the sensitive head up to her lips. Tod gave a lusty shiver when she shot out her tongue and began to lash his prickhead. Heather crawled as close as she could to watch.
"Ahhhhh, yeah, Mom, lick it," Tod sighed.
Heather watched intently. She still had a lot to learn and she knew it. This was her chance to learn from an expert, her own beautiful mother. She observed Suzanne's glistening pink tongue as it whipped juicily all over the purple head of Tod's prick. The fleshy cock knob gleamed with hot spit and Tod got flushed with excitement.
"Oh, yeah, that just feels fantastic," he groaned.
Heather made a note of that-guys like to have their cocks licked. She'd try it out on Tod the next chance she got. She wanted to become as good at it as her mother. Suzanne was running her greedy little tongue around and around the head of Tod's prick, as if she couldn't get enough of it.
Tod's cock gave a horny jump and began to mushroom under her lashing tongue. Heather's eyes got bigger and bigger as she watched her brother's prick balloon to its full rigid dimensions. Under mom's wickedly teasing tongue, his cock meat swelled up hugely and got hard as a rock. Mom drew back to admire her work.
"Mmmmmm, just look at that gorgeous hard-on," she purred.
"What are you gonna do with it, Mom?" Tod leered.
"I'd love to go on sucking it, honey," Suzanne said, "but I'd like you to suck me, too. Luckily there's a way we can do both at the same time." "There is?" Tod cried. "Show me." Suzanne could hardly believe her own boldness. She'd never taken the lead in fucking with George but now she was calling the shots with er son. She'd recalled a kinky little trick she and Martin used to enjoy, something he called sixty-nine. It sounded like something she and od could really get off on, and it was sure to keep Heather amused, too.
"Just lie on your back, Tod, and you'll get he idea," she told him.
Tod stretched out, his handsome young cock landing straight up and drooling thick globs of cream. Suzanne's mouth watered as she watched the rivers of juice sliding down his blue-veined cockshaft. She crouched over him, bringing her steaming pussy slit within an inch of his face and poising her mouth right over his drooling cockhead.
"Oh, yeah, I get it," Tod chuckled. "Fantastic, Mom!" "What are you guys gonna do?" Heather asked, puzzled.
"Just watch and see, kid," Tod chuckled.
Heather wished he wouldn't call her that. She felt like a grown-up woman now that she'd lost her cherry. But maybe when she'd learned some more fucking techniques, Tod wouldn't think of her as just a kid. She watched intently to see what he and their mother were going to do. They sure were in a strange position, with mom crouched over him backwards.
Then mom stuck out her tongue and began lapping up all the thick hot cream that was oozing from the cleft of Tod's cock. She did it slowly and sensuously, savoring every drop of the stuff, while Tod got flushed with excitement and began to breathe loudly and harshly. Mom didn't hide her hunger for his cock cream, drilling her tongue right into his pisshole.
"Mmmmmmm, mmmmmm," she gurgled. Tod returned the favor. While she licked the sensitive head of his cock, he flashed out his gleaming tongue and started raking it up and down over the puffed pink flesh of her pussy. Mom shivered with delight and thick, tangy cream spurted from her cuntmouth. Tod went for it, spearing it up with the tip of his tongue and gobbling it.
"Mmmmmm, honey, I love that," Suzanne moaned.
"I like what you're doing, too, Mom," Tod said hoarsely.
As they greedily ate each other, Heather realized just how little she'd known about sex before today. Up to now she'd thought there were just three phases to fucking-kissing, hugging, and fucking. She hadn't dreamed there were all these delicious stages in between, all these wild ways for men and women to turn each other on.
Now that she knew about them, she wanted to try them all. She could hardly wait for her turn with Tod so she could lick and taste his cock and have him eat her pussycream. But obviously she was going to have to wait because mom was in no hurry. She wanted to prolong and savor her fun and Heather couldn't blame her one bit.
"Unnnhhhhh, yes, honey, lick my pussy," Suzanne moaned, her voice husky with excitement.
Tod's greedy tongue was lashing and licking every inch of her lust-engorged cuntslit. He gobbled up every bit of her musky cream. Suzanne was going wild with excitement and her hunger for his cockjuice was growing by the second. She firmly fisted the thick base of his cock and began to glide his throbbing prick into her mouth.
"Ahhhhhhh, yeah, Mom, suck it!" Tod gasped.
Heather's eyes widened as she watched her mother take more and more of Tod's fat blue-veined prick between her lips. She slid in more than half of it, then firmed her lips around it and drew in her cheeks. She began to suck his prickmeat. She made an obscene sucking and slurping noise that aroused Tod like crazy.
"Shit, yeah, suck," he groaned.
For a moment he didn't do anything but groan and pant. His excitement carried him away and his eyes glazed over with hot fuck-lust. Heather could tell that each powerful suck from mom's lips was giving him a hot blast of pleasure. He dug his nails into the bed and panted blissfully.
Then he eyed Suzanne's tasty-looking pussy-slit and got back into action. He stuck out his tongue, making it long and rigid. Then he began to glide it into his mother's hot and steamy cunt. Suzanne threw back her head and howled in ecstasy as he steadily crammed her with his slippery, hot tongue meat.
"Oooooo, baby, yessss!" she cried. "Stick that big tongue into me, fuck me with it."
Heather creamed furiously as she imagined how fantastic it would feel to have her brother's tongue in her cunt. She really envied her mother just then. Tod kept pushing till his hot tongue was lodged clear to the root in Suzanne's boiling pussy. Then his head began to bob. He was tongue-fucking her, using his tongue like a slick cock. As he pistoned it roughly in and out of her greedy pussy she gurgled in bliss.
"Yes, baby, that feels so damned good," she moaned. "Don't stop, Tod, make me come this way."
His head bobbed even faster and Suzanne knew he'd gotten the message. She opened her lips wide and slid them back around his cock, taking in as much as she could. The rest she pumped in her hot little fist. Her head bobbed, too, as she hungrily sucked her son's pulsating prick.
"Mmmmmm, uummmmm," she moaned as she gobbled up his cream.
Heather made a mental note to try this sixty-nine thing as soon as she could. It looked like terrific fun. Mom and Tod got to go down on each other simultaneously, greedily gobbling each other's hot cream. Heather's pussy was on fire with need as she watched, and she had a strong urge to play with herself.
She didn't hesitate. This family had no more secrets from each other and she knew nobody would object if she masturbated while she watched her mother and brother going down on each other. Any way of having fun was okay, as long as it didn't hurt anybody else. Heather inserted her middle finger in her juice-filled cunt and began to finger-fuck herself, matching the swift rhythm of her brother's spearing tongue.
"Mmmmmm, yeah," she gurgled.
Tod heard her horny exclamation and glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. Heather was leaning against the headboard watching him and mom and she was jerking her middle finger stiffly in her cunt. The sight turned Tod on like crazy. It really was a wild situation, him tongue-fucking their mother and her sucking his cock while their daughter and sister watched and masturbated.
Tod had sure as hell never expected anything like this when he went looking for his natural parents. His real mother could have been fat, gray-haired and grandmotherly, for all he knew. He'd never forget his shock and delight when a gorgeous stacked blonde had answered the door and turned out to be his mother. And of course he'd never forget how she seduced him, either.
And now his fun was doubled because his kid sister was in on the fun, too. Heather was a sexy little number and he really looked forward to giving her lessons in fucking. She was up for it, all right. She couldn't wait to get off. She was masturbating like crazy as she watched him and mom.
But Tod couldn't keep his attention on Heather for long. Suzanne was sucking his cock really good, going at it swiftly and greedily, driving him to a fever pitch of excitement. It felt like she was trying to suck the jizz right out of his balls and in another minute or so that was exactly what would happen. Tod worked to bring her off with him.
He drilled his stiff tongue into her fiery depths and fucked her with it, stiffly and deeply. She gave a muffled scream of delight and soaked his face with her helplessly spurting juices. He felt her cunt tightening steadily around his plowing tongue as she sought more hot friction. There wasn't going to be any problem at all in getting her off.
Her cunt continued to tighten and he tongue-fucked her faster and harder. She responded by sucking even more greedily on his cock. Mother and son were working each other right to the brink of a body-wracking mutual orgasm. They would be joined by Heather, who was jerking her cream-soaked finger as fast as she could in her juicy little pussy.
"Ooooooo, shit, ooooooo," she squealed.
This time her cries got Suzanne's attention and she glanced over to see her cute teenaged daughter plunging her finger in and out of her cunt, her pretty face contorted with lust. Suzanne just hoped the girl got off as well as she was going to. Tod's deep-spearing tongue was triggering her orgasm at that very moment. She closed her eyes and began to convulse.
"You're doing it to me, honey," she whined. "Ohhhhh, shit, I'm coming so good!"
Then she plunged her hot juicy lips down around his nearly exploding prick and sucked him off.
"Ahhhhhh, Christ, ahhhhhhh, I'm coming!" he roared.
"Ooooooo, fuck, whahhhhhhh!" Heather howled as she brought herself off with her jerking fingers.
Dizzily she watched her mother's cheeks bulge with Tod's sizzling load. Suzanne collected and savored the stuff till she just had to swallow it or burst. Then she gulped down the delicious load, moaning with excitement. Tod flopped back with a big satisfied sigh and his drained cock slipped from her lips.
"Oh, wow, Mom, that was terrific," he sighed.
"You got me off pretty good, too, honey," she grinned.
Heather drew her soaked finger from her cunt and realized with some surprise that she was just as horny as ever. Playing with herself was great fun, as always, but it hadn't made a dent in the hot fuck-lust she felt after watching her mother and brother eat each other. She started crawling toward Tod.
He saw her coming and laughed. "Hey, what are you up to, kid?" he said.
"I'm gonna prove I'm no little kid," Heather leered.
"Oh?" he said. "Just what did you have in mind?"
"I wanta learn to give head," she said. "Mom can coach me and I can practice on you."
"Hey, don't I have anything to say about this?" he grinned.
"Are you going to turn her down?" Suzanne asked dryly.
"Hell, no," Tod laughed.
By now Heather was crouching right beside him. Suzanne took her daughter's hand and showed her how to fist Tod's prick and pump it. When Heather had a good steady rhythm going, her mother leaned down, stuck out her tongue, and lashed it around and around the fat purple head of Tod's cock, coating it with her hot spit.
"Get the idea?" she asked Heather.
"Yes," she said eagerly, "let me try it now."
Suzanne drew back and Heather took her place, pumping and tonguing Tod's cock. She was a little clumsy at first, but she soon got a good motion going, swirling her tongue around the swelling knob of his cockhead. Tod shivered lustily and felt his balls starting to fill with another thick load of juice.
"How's she doing, Tod?" Suzanne asked.
"Just great," the happy kid sighed. "She's a real fast learner."
Heather swelled with pride. She had a big crush on her newly found brother and she wanted to please him. She worked her tongue faster and faster around his stiffening cock, thrilled to watch his cockmeat puff up and harden. When his cock was standing up rigidly, thick globs of cream began to ooze from his pisshole.
Heather had already watched Suzanne lick up his cream, so she didn't need any help with that step. Her pointed tongue lapped up each thick drop of juice and she rolled the salty stuff around in her mouth, savoring the taste. Suzanne nodded her approval. Her daughter seemed to have a natural talent for giving head.
"Yeah, Sis, eat it," Tod panted.
Heather gurgled happily as she lapped up her brother's salty cream. As fast as it bubbled up in his pisshole, she speared it with her tongue and gobbled it. Tod was getting flushed in the face and starting to breathe harshly. She felt so proud that she was getting him aroused with just her darting tongue and her pumping fist.
"Suck it now, Sis," Tod urged hoarsely. "Mom, show her how to do that, please."
"Do you feel ready for that, honey?" Suzanne asked.
"Oh, yes, Mom," Heather said eagerly, "show me how."
Suzanne leaned down to demonstrate. Fisting Tod's lustily wagging cock, she popped the fat head between her lips, drew in her cheeks, and sucked noisily. Tod yelped with pleasure. Then she drew back and handed his cock over to Heather, who grasped it eagerly and steadied its lusty twitching.
"Here goes," she squealed.
She opened her lips as wide as she could and slid them down over the massively swollen head of her brother's cock. Her mouth was small, snug and steamy, and Tod shivered delightedly no as she eased his prickmeat inside. She took the whole fat cockhead, but that was all she could manage. Caving in her cheeks, she sucked fast and noisily, just as her mother had done.
"Ahhhh, yeah," Tod groaned, "just keep doing that, Sis. That's just great."
"Good work, honey," Suzanne beamed.
Heather's head bobbed briskly up and down as she pistoned her wet lips around Tod's throbbing cockhead. Each greedy suck brought her another spurt of tasty cream and she looked forward to getting a whole boiling mouthful of the stuff like her mother had done. She knew she was going to be hooked on cock-sucking after this experience.
"Mmmmmm, uummmmm," she moaned.
"Yeah, Sis, go for it, get me off," Tod panted.
Suzanne's mouth was watering as she watched, but she reminded herself that she'd already enjoyed her load of come and that it was Heather's turn to go down on Tod. Still she wished she could trade places with her daughter. Her lust was still strong, even though Tod had gotten her off beautifully with his tongue-fucking. She hoped he was up for another round of fun when Heather finished with him. She wiggled lustily as she thought of taking his rock-hard teenaged cock into her ever-hungry cunt.
Tod's face was red and contorted with lust in as Heather sucked ever faster on his stiff prick. The girl was doing a super job, Suzanne noted. She wouldn't need another lesson in cock-sucking. Her cheeks were sharply indented, her head bobbing furiously, while Tod groaned and clawed the bed. In just a few minutes she had him right on the brink of climax.
"Get ready, Sis," he groaned. "I'm gonna fill your mouth with come."
"Mmmmmm-hmmmmm," Heather moaned eagerly.
He spun out of control a second later, jerking his stiff hard-on over her slippery tongue, fucking her mouth. Heather drew back just a little to keep from being choked on his pistoning cock. He gave a hoarse yelp and she felt the hot sting of jism at the back of her throat. Then her mouth was loaded with the stuff.
"Ahhhhhh, shit, aaagggghhhh!" Tod yelled.
"Unnnghhhhh!" Heather gasped.
She wasn't quite as prepared for his load as she'd thought. He filled her mouth so fast that her cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk's and steaming jizz spurted from the corners of her lips. She recovered from her surprise and gulped his load down, savoring the hot salty taste. Then Tod flopped back on the bed and they all stared at his cock, which was still rigid as steel.
"Son of a gun," he drawled, "the sucker didn't go down."
"Oh, good!" Suzanne purred.
This was exactly what she needed at the moment, a rigid teenaged cock to cram her famished cunt. For hours now, it seemed, she'd been aching to fuck the kid, but only now was she getting her chance. Heather moved out of the way, still licking her lips to get the last of Tod's come. Suzanne threw a leg over him and mounted him, poising the juicy mouth of her twat right over his lust-engorged cockhead.
"Stick it in me, baby," she moaned. "I need it so bad."
"Like I said, Mom, it's yours whenever you want it," Tod said with a happy grin.
But she didn't wait for him to stick it in her. She slid right down it. With a sustained hoarse moan she impaled herself on the spike of his cock, shoving downward till only his balls were showing. She and Tod groaned with pleasure and Heather drew closer to watch.
"Mmmmmm, honey, that big thing feels so good in me," Suzanne whimpered.
"Christ, you're hot, Mom," Tod panted.
He took her by the waist and began to fuck her in quick, urgent strokes. Her body quivered with the impact, her big full tits swinging back and forth. She howled with delight. She craved to be fucked hard and fast, just like he was giving it to her now. She soaked his jack-hammering cock with helpless spurts of molten pussycream.
"Yes, baby, fuck it to me good and hard," she moaned, "as hard as you can!"
Tod's nostrils flared as his hot arousal drove him to fuck her faster and faster. His thick cock reamed the molten cream from her cunt and it gushed down her thighs. Each deep hard thrust of his prick made her wail with pleasure. Heather could see what a terrific time she was having and she shivered enviously.
The horny teen was far from satisfied and she ached to come with her brother again. But his cock was busy, pistoning up and down in their mom's slick and eager cunt. Heather was just out of luck unless she played with herself. But that seemed like kid stuff. She wanted some grown-up fucking.
She wished her mother would get off in a hurry, but it didn't look like that was going to happen. Suzanne was drawing out her fun, savoring each minute of it and trying to make it last as long as she could. Heather didn't blame her for that, of course, but it meant a longer wait for Heather, whose lust was already at the boiling point.
All of a sudden the girl broke into a grin. She'd thought of another delicious way she could get off even if Tod's cock wasn't available. It was a kind of kinky idea, but she was sure her mother and brother would approve of it.
"Hey, Big Brother, how about getting me off, too?" she leered.
"Sis, I only got one cock," Tod groaned.
"That isn't what she means, honey," Suzanne chuckled. "I've got a hunch she wants to sit on your face."
Tod began to grin. "Oh, hey! Far out!" he exclaimed.
Suzanne's hunch was correct. Heather hurried to crouch over Tod's face, bringing her tangy-tasting pussy slit within an inch of his tongue. He responded hungrily, lashing her pussy with his tongue and cleaning it of all the musky juice. Then he made his tongue rigid and crammed it into her hungry little cunt.
"Oooooo, shit, yesssss," she squealed.
Now Tod was working on both his mother and his sister, his cock pistoning in one juicy pussy, his tongue in another. Suzanne and Heather let him know how much his work was appreciated as they moaned and creamed and writhed. To Tod it was better than even his wildest jack-off fantasies, and he spun rapidly toward orgasm, thrilled to be fucking with two lovely females at once.
"Ooooooo, Tod, do it to me real fast," Heather squealed. "Give it to me hard."
"Unnnhhhh, honey, fuck me as hard as you can," Suzanne moaned, "get me off."
Tod gave it everything he had. He fucked his howling mother fast and hard, making her body shudder with the impact, and he matched that speed with his deep-lunging tongue, making his sister wail with bliss. His face and cock were drenched with thick molten cunt juice as he worked the two women over the edge and into body-blasting climaxes.
"Oh, shit, here goes, unnhhhhhhh!" Tod gasped as he boiled his jism into his mother's womb.
Mother and kids writhed and moaned together for a long time. Suzanne realized that it was a pretty kinky scene but she was glad they didn't have to keep secrets from each other any more. She was relieved that she and Tod didn't have to sneak around and hide their affair from Heather. Now everything was out in the open and the whole family could have fun together.
Of course that could only last as long as Tod stayed with them. He'd be leaving for college in the fall and he might want to go back and live with his adoptive parents. Then Suzanne would have to face the problem of finding a man. But she'd cross that bridge when she came to it.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Tod was gone for most of the next day, looking for a part-time job to support himself over the summer. The day seemed to drag for his mother and sister, and they both ran to hug and kiss him when he showed up just before dinnertime.
"Did you find a job, honey?" Suzanne asked. "Yeah," he grinned, "and I found something else, too." "What is it, Tod?" Heather cried.
"It's a surprise," he said. "I'll tell you about it when the time's right."
He refused to say anything more than that and Suzanne forgot the remark during dinner. She was just glad to have Tod home again, because her pussy was on fire with need for him. Having a man around again was terrific, except that it seemed to increase her fuck-lust. The more she fucked her handsome son, the more she wanted him.
"Why don't we all go to my room after dinner, kids?" she suggested as they cleaned off the dinner table.
"I was hoping you'd suggest that, Mom," Tod leered. "All that job hunting really made me horny. But of course if Heather wants to do something else, like watch TV, she's excused."
"No way!" Heather cried. "You guys aren't gonna leave me out of the fun."
"Just kidding, Sis," he laughed.
They went to the master bedroom and stripped. Nobody was self-conscious or bashful about it. They were just eager to get to the fun that lay ahead. Tod crawled to the middle of the vast bed, and Suzanne and Heather lay on either side of him. He started giving his pretty mother some deep, steamy tongue-kisses while his kid sister fooled around with his cock, petting and pumping it.
The stage was all set for Tod's surprise, though the women didn't know it.
He'd done more than hunt for jobs that day. Even during his stay with Suzanne and Heather, he'd kept up the search for his natural father, Martin Brown, and at last he'd hit pay dirt. Martin had answered his letter and come to town to meet him, and they'd hit it off just great. Now Tod had one more dream to fulfill a reunion between his real parents.
Mom hadn't talked too fondly about Martin and Tod knew she still had a big grudge against him for going off and leaving her when she got pregnant. Tod couldn't blame her at all for her bitterness, but he hoped to show her that Martin was a changed man after all these years. He might be taking a big risk, but it was something he just had to try.
As for Martin, after a lapse of twenty years he found it hard to believe that Suzanne was still gorgeous. Tod assured him it was true but he wanted to see for himself. That was why Tod had sneaked him into the house and hidden him in the walk-in closet of the master bedroom. Martin had to be getting a real eyeful right now.
Indeed, Martin was. He also had a hard-on that wouldn't quit. He'd thought Tod's story was a put-on, but now he saw that the boy had been telling the truth. He really was the lover of both his mother and his half-sister and Suzanne really was just as gorgeous as ever. In fact Martin found her even more sexy and appealing than when she was a teen.
He watched lustily as the naked trio kissed and fondled each other. Suzanne was working her naughty little tongue in her son's mouth and Heather was pumping his cock into total stiffness. The kid had it made! Martin wanted desperately to join their little party but he knew he wouldn't be welcome without the proper introduction. He had to wait for Tod's cue.
But his cock was practically tearing its way out of his pants as he watched. The girl, Heather, was cute, but it was Suzanne, his old lover, who really excited him. She'd excited hell out of him when they were kids, and her fucking techniques had only improved over the years. Martin wanted Suzanne again and this time he wanted her for keeps.
He ogled her gorgeous big tits. They were still full and firm, the nipples stiff with excitement. Tod cupped the hot melons and began to mold them and Martin barely stifled a groan of envy. He ached to have his hands on those silky hot tits again. Suzanne gurgled her pleasure as her son fondled her titties.
"Mmmmmm, yes, honey, that's so exciting," she sighed.
Tod looked proud and Martin couldn't blame him. It had to be a fantastic experience for the kid to arouse a lovely older woman. Now he slid a hand down her sleek, hot body and cupped the searing soaked flesh of her pussy. He squeezed the tender flesh and Suzanne moaned and creamed heavily into his palm. He smeared the hot sticky juice all over her pussy slit.
"Oh, my God, honey, you're getting me so turned on," she said hoarsely.
Meanwhile little Heather had worked her brother's prick into rigidity. She crouched low beside him, dipped her head down, and stuck out her tongue. Playfully she lashed the hot wet meat over his sensitive cockhead and Tod gasped and shivered with pleasure.
"Hey, Sis, that feels great," he said.
"I'm glad I finally got your attention," she said dryly.
Suzanne must have detected jealousy in the girl's tone, because she said, "Tod, why don't you and Heather get it on first, and I'll watch."
"Oh, Mom! Thanks!" Heather cried.
"You're the boss," Tod grinned.
He turned to Heather and they started fondling and kissing. Lust flamed in Suzanne's big blue eyes and Martin knew it cost her a lot to give up her turn with Tod. She was as hot-blooded as ever and Martin wanted her badly. All he had to do was prove to her that he was no longer an asshole. He just hoped he could bring it off.
He'd changed a lot and been through a lot since their affair. He'd been divorced, he'd found a successful career, and he'd been around the world. But he'd never forgotten Suzanne and when Tod located him, he'd jumped at the chance to see her again. Now he knew they were right for each other, but he still had to convince Suzanne of that.
He just wished he could be in the room convincing her right at that moment. She was seething with need as she watched her son and daughter making out. Without realizing what she was doing, the pretty blonde widow trailed a hand down her sleek slim body and into the hot moist space between her thighs, but as she started caressing herself there, she blushed.
She hesitated only a moment. Suzanne had to do something about the urgent need in her pussy and now that she'd given up Tod to Heather, her only source of relief was her own fingers. She'd never masturbated in front of other people before, but she just had to do it now or go crazy with frustration.
She worked her middle finger stiffly up and down over her engorged little cht and Martin could hear her soft gurgles of pleasure. He knew her pussy had to be searing hot and slick with juice. His cock gave a violent lurch and almost tore through his pants. Suzanne had always turned him on, but he'd never wanted her more than he did now.
"Tod, let's do that sixty-nine thing," Heather begged eagerly.
"Hey, that sounds like fun," Tod agreed.
He rolled onto his back and his cute teenaged sister got on top of him, crouching in the opposite direction. Her luscious-looking pink pussyslit was practically brushing his face and her mouth was within striking range of his stiff-standing cock. Tod stuck out his tongue and began raking it up and down over her sensitive pussy gash. She squealed shrilly and creamed helplessly. Tod lapped up the thick hot cream as it trickled from her little fur-fringed cunt.
"Unnnhhhh, shit, that feels great," Heather moaned.
So far in her introduction to sex, she liked pussy-eating best. She just loved it when her handsome brother went down on her, lathering every inch of her cunt slit with his hot spit. He was doing it to her now, his knowing tongue snaking into every steamy fold and cranny, giving her a steady supply of sweet sensations.
She couldn't stop drooling as she gazed down at Tod's gleaming purple cockhead and watched the molten juice oozing out of his pisshole. She dipped her head down, stuck out her tongue, and began lapping up his cream. Tod moaned and shivered lustily. She gobbled up the tasty hot liquid, rolling it around in her mouth and savoring it before swallowing.
"Mmmmmmmm!" she moaned.
"Yeah, Sis, eat it," Tod panted.
The two kids went at each other noisily, hungry for each other's cream, their tongues stabbing eagerly. Suzanne rubbed her clit and watched them with lust-fevered eyes, aching to be in on the action. But sixty-nine was strictly a two person form of fun. All she could do was watch with envy, unaware that delicious relief was just a few feet away.
Martin could barely keep from shouting with lust. It was exciting enough to watch those two horny kids eating each other, but what was really driving him wild was Suzanne playing with herself. He watched her cream-moistened finger jerking over her swollen clit, watched her pretty face get flushed and twisted with lust and he practically came in his pants.
He fantasized rushing out there and throwing himself on her, cramming his nearly-exploding cock into her juicy sizzling cunt. He'd come like a bomb in just a few thrusts. Of course that wouldn't do much for Suzanne and she was likely to call him a few names, too. After all, she had good reason to resent him.
He'd just have to make up for that, if she'd let him. He'd gotten her whole history from Tod, and he knew she'd been married a long time to a nice but dull guy and that she'd been widowed just a couple of months ago. She obviously missed having a man in her life. She'd been so desperate for loving, she'd seduced her own kid!
Martin was ready to take care of her forever if she'd have him back, but first he had to wait for Tod's signal. They'd agreed that Tod would know the best time for his father to enter the scene. It was hell waiting, but Martin didn't want to fuck up this chance to win Suzanne back. His balls ached with their hot load as he imagined all the delicious things he and Suzanne could do together.
They could do sixty-nine, for instance, just like the kids were doing now. Tod had zeroed in on his sister's fat little clit and was circling it swiftly with his stiff tongue tip, making Heather squeal and moan. She was busy, too, lashing her greedy tongue around the engorged head of his cock, lapping up his hot thick cream as it bubbled up in his pisshole. Martin just wished that he and Suzanne were doing that to each other.
Instead he was crouching in the closet with a hard-on while she played with herself. He could see the gleaming wetness of her pussy. She was soaking it with helpless spurts of cream while she watched the lusty kids and stroked her clit. Presently she grasped the little bud between her forefinger and thumb and began to knead it, giving herself even sharper bursts of pleasure.
"Ohhhhh, my God!" she moaned.
Tod heard her hoarse cries and glanced over at her. He just wished he had two tongues, because his mother's hot need was so obvious. She was a modest woman and would never dream of masturbating with an audience unless she just had to. Her eyes were glazed with lust, her fingers kneading urgently, as she tried to satisfy the burning need in her gash.
If he could just get Heather off fast, then he could take care of his mother. He made his tongue long and rigid, then crammed it deep and hard into his sister's exquisitely tight cunt. He filled her with the throbbing meat, and she gasped, then moaned hoarsely as he began to tongue-fuck her in rough urgent thrusts.
"Oooooo, yeah, Brother, I love that," she wailed. "Keep doing it to me, get me off."
That was exactly Tod's plan, and the sooner he made her come, the better. He could see that mom was almost going out of her mind with horniness and he wanted to come to her rescue. Of course he wasn't exactly complaining about the job he had to do first. He was hungry for his sister's tangy juices and she was doing a super job on his engorged throbbing hard-on.
While he pistoned his stiff tongue in her juicy pussy, Heather slid her wet lips down around the head of his prick, taking the swollen prick knob inside. She began to suck loudly and greedily on his cock, and he snorted with excitement. Her mother had taught her how to suction the hot cream out of his pisshole and she went at it greedily, gulping all the juice she could get.
Tod matched her hungry rhythm with his jerking tongue, and he could feel her horny pussy hole tightening steadily as she sought delicious hot friction. She began to whimper as she sucked his prick, and he knew he had her teetering right on the verge of climax. He tongue-fucked her even faster, reaming her molten depths, and she stiffened, gasped, and then began to convulse.
"Ooooooo, Brother, you did it to me, I'm coming!" Heather wailed.
In the closet Martin gave a helpless growl of lust which, luckily for him, was drowned out by Heather's cries of release. He ached to have his stiff tongue deep in a squeezing pussy. He really envied his son as the boy noisily tongue-fucked little Heather through a body-wracking climax.
Suzanne watched her daughter with excitement and envy, still urgently kneading her clit between her fingers. She needed to come so badly, it was maddening. Finally Tod lifted his cream-soaked face from his sister's pussy and grinned down at the happily sighing girl. Heather's needs were satisfied for the time being, and he could turn his attention to his beautiful blonde mother.
He left Heather and started crawling toward Suzanne. When she realized it was her turn, she gurgled delightedly and slid her wet fingers away from her cut. She wouldn't have to play with herself now. Her son was coming at her with a gorgeous hard-on. She creamed heavily and furiously, the molten juice gushing from her asscrack to puddle on the bed.
She got ready, stretching out on her back, bending her knees, and parting her shapely legs very wide. Martin barely stifled another growl of lust as he ogled her wantonly revealed cunt-slit. It killed him that her luscious-looking pussy was not for him but for their son. Tod went right on crawling till he was between her legs.
"Oh, yes, baby, do I ever need you," Suzanne moaned.
Tod pressed the engorged head of his prick to her soaked cuntal opening and she shivered and whimpered. He popped the fleshy knob inside the tight ring of flesh, getting about an inch into her, and she moaned hoarsely and soaked his cock head with a huge flood of molten cream. Martin didn't think he'd ever seen a woman so hotly aroused.
"Tod, honey, give me all of it," she sobbed, reaching out for him. "Stick the whole thing into me, honey."
Martin felt like he could chew doors and spit woodwork, he was so frantically horny for her. But it was their son, not him, who was grinning like a maniac and gliding his stiff cock into her steaming box. Suzanne threw back her head and waited in ecstasy as the boy creamed her with his thick throbbing prick.
"Unnnhhhh, honey, yesssss," she hissed. "I want every inch of that big hard cock."
Once again Martin almost came in his pants. He wanted her to be yelling those words to him, not to Tod. He wouldn't rest till he was fucking her, easing his iron-hard prick into her tight pussy and hearing her tell him how much she loved it. It was torture for him to watch her taking another guy's cock, even if that guy was their own son.
Yet it was a powerful turn-on, too, he had to admit. He was getting off on watching other people fucking. So, it seemed, was little Heather. The brunette teen had finally recovered from her powerful orgasm and had crawled closer to watch her mother and brother. She shivered lustily, her eyes focused on Tod's cock as it glided deep into Suzanne's cunt.
"There, Mom," he panted, "you got it all now."
She sure did. Only his balls were showing. He rested that way a moment, his wildly throbbing prick fully into her, and Martin seethed with envy. Suzanne's pretty face was flushed and contorted with horny pleasure. Then Tod began fucking her in slow, deep, sensuous strokes and she whimpered in ecstasy, thick hot cream boiling out around his jerking cock.
"Yes, baby, fuck me," she sobbed, "fuck the living shit out of me, Tod."
Tod gave a lusty snort and dug even deeper into her fiery pussypulp. Martin could hardly stand to watch, he was so horny and jealous, so he turned his attention to Heather. The girl had wasted no time. She was already sliding her middle finger stiffly into her cunt, pumping it up and down. Martin was willing to bet that she was fantasizing, pretending that stiff presence was her brother's cock.
"Ooooooo, shit, ooooo," she squealed as she finger-fucked herself.
She was matching the rhythm of Tod's deep-driving prick and now Martin was sure he could read her fantasies. She ached to be taking Tod's rigid cock in her greedy pussy. The kid had two very lusty ladies on his hands and it was all he could do to keep both of them contented. What he needed, Martin decided, was some help. And Martin was the man for the job.
He could be a big help right now. He could grab Heather and shove his face between her legs and gobble her hot teenaged pussy till she came like gang-busters. Or he could cram his steel-stiff cockrod into Suzanne's starved twat and fuck her till her teeth rattled. He'd have been delighted to do these things or anything else that would please the ladies.
The problem was, nobody had asked him. Tod hadn't signaled for him yet. The kid was hogging two hot pussies, two lusty females, gorging himself on pleasure. Now he was fucking his pretty mom faster and faster, making her big tits shake with the impact. Suzanne was howling with pleasure as she took the stiff pounding of his swollen teenaged cock.
"Unnnhhhhh, honey, it's so good," she cried, "so damned good."
She closed her eyes, shutting out all other sensations, as she took the delicious pounding of her son's stiff cock. She arched her body to get his jack-hammering cock as deep as possible. But even that wasn't enough to satisfy her need, so she wrapped her legs around his humping back and locked them there.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeeee," she screeched.
Martin had to look away again, as his need for Suzanne became over-powering. He watched her cute daughter finger-fucking herself, her middle finger pistoning hard and deep in her juice-spurting pussy. She was still matching the rhythm of Tod's cock, still pretending he was fucking her, not their mother.
Yes, there was definitely a need for a second stiff cock in this family and Martin wondered impatiently when Tod would call for help. The kid seemed to think he was Superman, bouncing from one needy lady to another. But he had to run out of steam sometime and when he did, it would be Martin to the rescue.
Tod was well aware of this. He knew how eager Martin was to get Suzanne back and he was sure his newly found father was going out of his mind with lust as he spied from the closet. But Tod wasn't ready for the competition just yet. Martin might be a lot better hung than he was and he had to be a more experienced lover. Mom and Heather might both prefer him to Tod.
So Tod was grabbing all the pleasure he could get while both ladies needed him. He intended to suck and fuck himself silly before he introduced Martin to the women. While he hammered his stiff cock in his mom's juicy little pussy he glanced over and saw his sister beating off. That was great, she still needed him. As soon as he was finished with Suzanne, he could get it on again with Heather.
But Heather couldn't wait that long. Her slim finger was no substitute for the thick cock she craved. Wailing with frustration, she popped her finger out of her juice-soaked cunt and looked longingly at Tod's furiously pistoning prick.
Martin couldn't help grinning. The kid was falling behind in his work.
"Hurry up, Tod," Heather whimpered. "I'm so horny, I could scream."
"Like I told you before, Sis, I only got one cock," Tod groaned.
"Well, silly, you have a tongue, don't you?" Suzanne reminded him. "You got both of us off before."
"Jesus, that's right," he panted.
He rolled over onto his back, taking Suzanne with him, and she ended up sitting on his cock. He hardly missed a stroke, Martin had to admit. He went on fucking her stiffly and deeply, making her groan with ecstasy, as Heather hurried over to sit on his face. She brought her needy cuntslit within an inch of his mouth.
"Do it to me, Big Brother," she panted. "Stick your tongue in me and fuck me with it."
Tod gave her what she wanted, cramming his stiff tongue up her dripping little pussy. Heather almost went into orbit. Her eyes rolled crazily, then closed tightly. She whimpered with delight as his tongue pistoned in her hungry cunt. He was fucking and tonguing in the same hot horny rhythm, reaming out two cream-filled cunts. Martin was almost jumping up and down with envy and fuck-lust. But he knew he wouldn't have to wait much longer.
Even the perpetually horny Tod had to take a rest sometime, and it wouldn't be long now. He was red-faced with excitement as he took on both howling females and his balls looked ready to explode with an enormous load of jizz. He fucked and tongued faster and faster, bringing his mother and sister to the brink of climax.
"chhhhhh, honey, just a little more," Suzanne moaned. "I'm almost there."
"Do it to me hard, Tod, get me off," Heather wailed.
Tod pulled out all stops and hammered his cock and tongue into those boiling little pussyholes. Suzanne and Heather were screaming with excitement as they rode the pistoning slabs of meat. Heather's eyes rolled crazily, then closed tightly, and she sailed into a body-rocking orgasm. Her mother was just seconds behind her.
"Oooooo, fuck, I'm coming, ooooooo!" the girl squealed.
There was a muffled roar from Tod, who still had his tongue pistoning deep and hard in his sister's spasming pussy. His hips jerked like crazy as he pounded his sizzling load into his mother's greedily sucking cunt. Suzanne sobbed in ecstasy. Martin would have given anything to be in his son's place, hammering his molten load into that deliciously snug and gripping pussy.
Mother and kids writhed and moaned together, then slumped their separate ways, panting with relief. Tod opened his eyes and looked right at the closet, and Martin knew it was finally time for his entrance. He just hoped, more than anything in the world, that he could persuade Suzanne to be his woman again.
"Hey, it's time for that surprise I promised you," Tod told the women.
"Sure, honey, what is it?" Suzanne asked.
"It's somebody who's very anxious to see you again, Mom," Tod grinned, "somebody you haven't seen in a long, long time." He nodded toward the closet.
The closet door swung open, and a man strode out, tall and blond and powerfully-built. Suzanne blinked and gasped.
"Oh, my God! Martin!" she cried.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Suzanne stared and stared. It was Martin, all right, twenty years older and more heavily muscled, but just as devastatingly attractive. She was torn between lust and resentment as she watched him approach the bed.
"I want you two to get reacquainted," Tod said. "Come on, Heather, let's go grab a snack and leave them alone together."
Heather obeyed instantly, glad of a chance to have her beloved brother all to herself. When they'd left the room, Suzanne and Martin looked each other over. Suzanne was feeling the same hot attraction for him that she had as an innocent teenager, but she wasn't so innocent now. She remembered the terrible ordeal he'd put her through.
"You bastard!" she snapped. "How dare you show up here?"
Martin sat down on the edge of the bed. "You have every right to hate me, Suzanne," he said. "I behaved like a louse. But I want to make it up to you. I've changed, I can be depended on now. I have a good job and I'm unattached. How about it, honey, can I finally make an honest woman of you?"
Suzanne gawked at him. "You want to marry me?" she exclaimed.
"You got it," he grinned. "I'm not gonna be fool enough to lose you a second time."
Suzanne thought about it. It made a lot of sense. They needed each other and she was going to have to find a man her own age sooner or later. But she wasn't going to let Martin just waltz back into her life as if nothing had happened. She intended to tease him, to have a little fun with him first. An impish smile brightened her face.
"Well, I don't know, Martin," she said. "There's one thing that really worries me."
"What's that, honey?" he asked with concern.
"Well," she leered. "I'm not sure we're sexually compatible."
Martin snorted with laughter, then began stripping off his clothes. "We'll just find out about that right now," he said.
That was exactly the response Suzanne had hoped for. She'd noticed that enormous bulge in his pants and the sight took her back twenty years, to all the hot fucking they'd done as younger people. His cock had been like steel, thick and tireless. She could hardly wait to take it again.
She ogled his hairy hard-muscled body and as he peeled his shorts down over his engorged prick, she was panting. His cock was the same, massive and engorged and ready, dripping big thick globs of cream. She juiced helplessly at the sight of it. Naked, he slid onto the bed and pulled her into a hungry embrace.
They exchanged darting tongues in a steamy long kiss and they rubbed their bodies together, his rigid cock pressing her swollen mound. It took them only a second to find that their old lust for each other was still as hot and urgent as ever. They still couldn't keep their hands off each other. Just one kiss and Suzanne was whimpering with need for him.
"Honey, do it to me, fuck me," she panted.
Martin gave a horny growl and rolled on top of her and she opened her legs wide and let him sink down between them. She felt like a teenager again, so frantic for his cock she could hardly stand it. He gave a lusty snort as he; socked the enormous head of his prick into the juicy little pit of her cuntmouth.
"Oh, God, yes," she sobbed, "shove that big thing into me, Martin."
"Awwwww, Christ," he groaned, cramming his cock to her womb in one hungry fuck-thrust.
Suzanne couldn't believe what happened next. As his hard throbbing prick touched her womb, she began to come explosively. "Ohhhhhh, baby, aaaggghhhhh!" she yelled.
"Ahhhhh, shit, unnngghhhhh!" Martin roared, exploding his jizz into her.
Suzanne was laughing and wailing at the same time, her body shaken by a gigantic and instant climax. If this guy could make her come in one thrust, then no way could she let him go! He hammered his load into her womb, his squirting prick rubbing her clit and giving her blast after blast of pleasure. Then they went still, looked at each other, and broke into laughter.
"My God, I can't believe that happened," Suzanne cried.
"Well, at least it proves we're sexually compatible," Martin said dryly. "Want to do it some more?"
"Mmmmm, yeah, do I ever," she gurgled. "Let me go down on you for a while."
"I can live with that," he chuckled. He rolled off her, onto his back, and her hot little fist closed around his fat, long cock. She began to pump it eagerly and Martin sighed happily. Her resentment against him hadn't lasted long. She was his woman again, hot-blooded and eager, and much more experienced than before. She was all the woman he'd ever need from now on.
"Yeah, baby, go for it," he panted as she bent down to lick his cockmeat.
Fisting the thick hairy base of his cock, she raised the fat head and lashed it with her greedy little tongue. Martin watched her, and she watched his cock, so neither of them noticed movement in the walk-in closet. Tod and Heather, clutching sandwiches and pop cans, had come to see how the old folks were getting along.
Tod nodded his approval. His natural parents seemed to be doing just great together. Dad had a big wide grin on his face as mom went down on him, and mom was flushed with excitement. She lashed her greedy little tongue all over the massive purple head of his cock, then started licking her way down his blue-veined cockshaft, soaking every inch with her hot spit.
"Ahhhhh, yeah, honey, that feels great," Martin sighed.
Heather gave a lusty shiver as she sat side by side with her brother. It always turned her on to spy on other people fucking. Mom and Martin made such a sexy couple, too, both of them tall, nice-looking blonds. No wonder they'd had a hunk like Tod for a son. Timidly but eagerly Heather slipped a hand into his lap and curled her fingers around his cock. Tod looked down at her and grinned, but they didn't say anything.
They'd agreed that Suzanne and Martin's reunion shouldn't be interrupted. If the grownups got along well, then the kids could join in, but not till they were absolutely sure. So Tod and Heather sat in the closet and finished their snack and played with each other as they watched the exciting scene on the king-sized bed.
Suzanne's busy tongue left Martin's cock gleaming with her hot spit. His big cock lurched lustily under her expert tonguing and quickly swelled into a gigantic hard-on. She licked her way back up to the gleaming cockhead, just in time to see the first thick globs of cream bubbling from his pisshole. She gave a hungry gurgle and began to lap up the salty liquid.
"Mmmmmm, uummmmm," she moaned.
"I'd like a snack, too, baby," Martin leered. "How about some sixty-nine?"
"Terrific," Suzanne giggled.
She reversed her position and threw a leg over him. He grasped her hips and pulled her steaming cuntslit within an inch of his face. Out shot his big thick tongue and Suzanne screamed with delight. He'd been a terrific pussy-eater when she first knew him, and he'd gotten even better. His hot wet tongue lashed all over her fever-hot pussy.
"Ohhhhh, yes, Martin, I love that," she gurgled. "I could do with about an hour of that."
"No problem," he chuckled.
He licked her puffed pink cuntslit, gobbling up her tangy cream as it spurted from her little cuntal opening. Meanwhile she dipped her head down, stuck out her tongue, and treated herself to every thick glob of cream that oozed from his pisshole. She stabbed them up with the pointed tip of her tongue and gobbled them greedily.
Tod was delighted. His parents seemed to have solved their differences and now they were getting along just great, greedily and noisily gobbling each other's juices. He'd achieved everything he was after, finding his real parents and getting them back together again.
He'd achieved even more than he'd intended, too. He'd had a delicious affair with his pretty mom and he'd made it with his hot-pants kid sister. Things just couldn't have turned out better. Heather's hotly stroking fingers were teasing his cock into another hard-on, telling him that the fun wasn't over, not by a long shot. Tod shivered happily, and hot juice began to leak from his pisshole.
"Ohhhh, God, honey, that's so good," Suzanne was moaning.
Martin was easing his thick long tongue into her cunt, cramming her with it. She was creaming furiously and helplessly, the pearly juice spurting out around his invading tongue and gushing down her thighs. He kept pushing right to the root, filling her with the slippery throbbing slab of meat, and she clawed the bed and whimpered in ecstasy.
"Unnnnnhhhhh, Martin, I love that," she sobbed. "Fuck me with your tongue, honey, make me come."
He worked his big tongue stiffly and deeply in her hot little pussy, fucking her with it deliciously. Suzanne was in heaven. She glutted herself on the wonderful sensation, clawing the bed and whimpering. But she couldn't remain passive for long, not with Martin's massive purple-headed cock practically grazing her lips.
She opened her mouth as wide as she could and started sliding her lips down around the hugely engorged head of his prick. He gave muffled snorts of excitement as she took in the whole swollen tip of his cock, bathing it in the hot juices of her steamy mouth. Drawing in her cheeks, she began to suck loudly and greedily on his juicing prick.
"Yeah," he said happily, "I think they're gonna get back together for good. I know dad wants it that way."
"That means Martin will be my stepfather," Heather mused, "and we'll all be part of one family. That could really be fun." "It sure could," Tod agreed with a big grin. His cock swelled and throbbed in her fist, and she creamed as she played with it. The kids both had the urge to enter the master bedroom and join the fun, but it didn't seem like the right time yet. Tod slid a hand between his sister's thighs and began rubbing her clit while she pumped his cock. It was the best the horny teens could do in the tight quarters of the closet.
But just then Suzanne drew back and let Martin's massive hard-on snap from her lips. "Mmmmmm, just look at that," she purred.
Martin popped his tongue from her cunt and leered at her. "How'd you like that thing in your hot little pussy?" he asked.
"I'd love it," she grinned. "But how about some company? Tod and Heather must be getting pretty cramped in that closet by now."
Martin snorted with laughter. "Yeah, come on out, kids," he called.
Brother and sister emerged blushing from their hiding place. "How'd you know we were in there, Mom?" Tod demanded.
"Where else would you be?" Suzanne laughed. "Come on, join the party."
Eagerly Tod and Heather climbed onto the bed. "I hope I'm not being too nosy, Mom," Heather said, "but are you and Martin gonna get married?"
"Yes, honey," Suzanne beamed.
"Only we're not waiting for the wedding night," Martin added with a leer.
Suzanne rolled onto her hands and knees, and he crawled up behind her and grasped her hips. Heather shivered when she saw how huge his cock was, as thick as her own wrist. He pressed the enormous purple head against the little fur-fringed opening of mom's cunt, and she gurgled eagerly.
"Yes, Martin, get that big thing into me," she moaned, "give me every inch of it, baby."
"You better believe I will," he growled.
Suzanne moaned blissfully as Martin eased his rock-hard cock into her famished little pussy. He began fucking her in swift hard jabs, just like he used to do, and she clawed the bed and gurgled with delight. No question about it, she and Martin were just as good together as ever. She looked forward to years of their hot fucking.
Tod and Heather were watching them and getting rapidly aroused. Suzanne watched her son's cock rise up rigidly and hug his belly and she saw Heather absent-mindedly rubbing her pussy. Then the girl caught sight of Tod's hard-on and her eyes got big and hungry. It didn't take much imagination to know what she was thinking about.
"Hey, Big Brother, how about fucking me just like Martin's fucking mom?" she chirped.
"Say please," Tod teased.
"Fuck you!" Heather laughed.
"That'll do," he grinned.
She dropped to a crouching position, arranging herself so she and Tod could go on watching the grown-ups. After all, that was a big part of the fun. Suzanne realized that the whole family was hooked on spying and watching. It sure had gotten Martin horny. He was fucking away like a machine, in quick, rough, tireless strokes. She creamed all over his pistoning cock.
"Mmmmmm, yes, honey, that's so good," she gurgled.
"It sure as hell is," Martin growled. "And I'm gonna be giving you a lot more of it."
Suzanne could hardly wait. She moaned in ecstasy each time his big steel-stiff cock reamed her molten depths, and she was juicing steadily and helplessly. Her excitement reached the boiling point as she watched Tod kneel behind Heather and pop the engorged head of his prick into her eager little pussy. Heather let out a delighted squeal.
"Unnnhhh, shit, yessss," she cried. "Get into me, Big Brother, give me all of it."
"Kind of an unusual family you got here," Martin remarked dryly.
"Yes," Suzanne chuckled, "think you can handle it?"
"Oh, yeah, it shouldn't be hard to get used to," he laughed.
They both shivered with arousal as they watched Tod glide his ramrod-stiff cock into his sister's juicy pussy. Heather clawed the bed and panted, and thick hot cream overflowed her stuffed cock and gushed down her thighs. Tod touched bottom and paused for breath, while Heather wriggled impatiently around the impalement of his throbbing prick.
"Come on, Tod, fuck me," she begged. "I'm sooooo horny."
"Okay, brat, here goes," he leered.
Grasping her slim hips, he began pounding his meat into her, making her petite body shudder with the impact. It was rough fucking, but she didn't complain. She just gurgled and squealed, her cute tits wobbling like crazy. Like her mother, she loved to be fucked hard, the harder the better. Her voice was husky with excitement as she told Tod how much she enjoyed it.
"Ooooooo, yeah, Brother, you're fucking me so good," she cried.
Tod was matching Martin's stiff fuck-strokes, and the two men hammered their meat into cream-soaked pussyholes, working faster and faster as their arousal grew. Everybody was in on the fun now, and they had no secrets from each other. Suzanne wailed hoarsely as she hurtled to the brink of orgasm, not ashamed of her fuck-lust.
"Unnnhhhhh, fuck it to me, Martin, fuck my brains out," she howled.
Martin's face was flushed and contorted with pleasure as he hammered his cockmeat in her molten, gripping pussy. Suzanne was just as much fun to fuck as when she was a teenager. In fact she was better, because she'd lost all her inhibitions. She was just the kind of wife he wanted, both beautiful and lusty. But of course if he accepted Suzanne, he had to accept the kids.
Naturally he'd accept Tod, his own son, but he wondered how he and Heather would get along. She was a cute kid, but she was George's daughter, not his. Would she accept Martin as a stepfather? He caught her eye and looked at her questioningly. To his surprise and delight, she winked at him.
"Hey, Martin, you can make it with me next, okay?" she called.
"Uh, sure, honey," he stammered.
He hadn't expected to be propositioned by a cute teenaged girl. But the more he thought about it, the more excited he got. Sure, he was old enough to be her father, but if they wanted each other, what was the problem? The only possible hitch would be Suzanne. She might not want to share him with another female. He figured he'd better clear it with her.
"How about it, baby?" he asked. "Do you mind if Heather and I get it on?"
"Only on one condition," Suzanne panted.
"What's that, sweetheart?" he asked.
"You have to get me off first," she moaned. "Honestly, Martin, how about less talking and more fucking? I'm so horny I could scream."
"Okay, you got it," he laughed.
He pounded his iron-hard cock to her as hard and fast as he could, and her tall body shuddered violently. Her big ripe tits swung heavily back and forth. She screamed her pleasure and soaked his prick with sizzling spurts of cream. She was on her way to orgasm, but to make sure she got there, Martin had one more technique to use.
Hammering his prick in her juicing cunt, he reached round her and felt out the slick little button of her clit. He grasped it between his thumb and forefinger and began to knead it. Suzanne let out a howl of bliss and the kids stared at her.
"Ohhhhh, shit, yessss!" she cried. "Keep doing that, honey, I'm gonna come like crazy."
"Oh, wow, Tod, will you do that to me?"
Heather cried. "Sure, Sis," he leered. He reached around her and started kneading her hot little joy button, just as Martin was doing to Suzanne. Both women were getting double stimulation now, hot stabs of pleasure radiating from their cunts and clits. In just a few seconds Suzanne felt the hot explosion in the depths of her pussy. Heather wasn't far behind her.
"Ohhhh, fuck, you did it, aaahhhhh!" Heather wailed.
Both men felt spasming cunts gripping and sucking at their cocks, but neither of them got off. They were deliberately holding back their orgasms and prolonging the fun. They knew that one or two or even three climaxes weren't enough for the lusty mother and daughter. And sure enough, as they began to come down from their orgasms, they looked hungrily at each other's partner. "Wanta switch guys, Mom?" Heather grinned.
"Great idea, honey," Suzanne leered.
"Hey, don't we get to say anything about it?" Martin chuckled.
"Why, of course, darling," Suzanne purred. "If you guys aren't interested in fucking, you
ISO can always go watch TV."
"I don't think that's quite what dad meant," Tod laughed.
He pulled his stiff cock out of Heather's smoking little pussy and crawled toward his mother. Martin retreated and made his way toward Heather. She eyed his obscenely wagging cock and her eyes got very big. She wondered now if she'd made a mistake. His prick looked gigantic, way too big for her recently deflowered cunt.
"You can do it, Heather," Suzanne said soothingly when she saw the look on her daughter's face. "Just relax and go easy."
"That's right, Heather," Martin said, "and I'll let you be on top so you can control the action."
He rolled onto his back, and his mammoth prick stood straight up, thick and drooling. Shyly Heather crawled over to him and straddled him, her juicy little pussy poised right over the enormous gleaming head of his cock. He didn't make a move, leaving it all up to her. She started sliding down his prick.
"Ohhhhh, my gosh," she gasped.
"Easy," he reminded her, "just take your time."
Heather slowed down, very gradually sliding down the thick rock-hard column of meat. She soon realized that her greedy pussy was expanding like elastic to take his massive cock and she relaxed and began to get off on it. Martin felt her molten creaming and a second later he was fully into her, his prick throbbing against every inch of her deliriously snug pussy.
"Ahhhh, yeah," he sighed.
"Fuck me, Martin," she squealed. "Let's go!"
"She's not gonna give you any rest, honey," Suzanne laughed.
"Oh, well," he snorted. "I'm not complaining."
He took Heather by the waist and started fucking her in deep slow strokes, making her moan with pleasure. Suzanne watched and didn't feel a bit jealous. She didn't mind sharing her man with her daughter. Besides, she had her horny teenaged son right there to take care of her fuck-lusts. He was kneeling behind her as she crouched, easing his long, steel-stiff cock into her.
"Mmmmmm, yessssss," she hissed, "stick it into me, Tod, fuck me good."
Martin shivered lustily as he watched his beautiful blond fiancee taking her son's hard-on into her hungry pussy. He was fucking her daughter's fantastically tight cunt, but the mother turned him on even more. Their own eyes met and then Suzanne leaned down and kissed him, darting her tongue into his mouth.
He groaned and damned near shot his load.
"Hey, you two," Tod laughed, "can't you leave each other alone long enough to fuck somebody else?"
"They're hopeless," Heather giggled.
Suzanne broke off the kiss and straightened up. Her face twisted lustily as Tod pistoned his hard cock in her juice-slick cunt. Martin snorted with excitement as Heather jerked her juicy cunt up and down the fat pole of his cock. He reached out and caught her clit between his fingers and massaged it sensuously while they fucked. Heather squealed with pleasure.
"Oooooo, shit, that's good," she cried. "Keep doing that, Martin, you're gonna make me come."
Tod grasped his mother's pulsating clit and gave her some extra pleasure. Suzanne clawed the bedspread and gurgled with bliss. She loved to see everybody having a good time, the whole family having fun together. It hadn't been any problem at all introducing Martin into the group.
"Unnnhhh, yeah, Martin, fuck me good and hard," Heather as squealing. "I'm almost there."
She was practically coming from his big pistoning cock but her mother got there first. Tod's deep-driving cock and massaging fingers brought off the hot-pants widow like a bomb.
She felt the violent explosion in the depths of her cunt and it radiated out to shake her whole body.
"Ohhhhhh, honey, you're making me come, ohhhhhhh!" she wailed.
"Take my load, Mom, aaaggghhhhh!" Tod bellowed.
"Unnnnhhh, Martin, that's it, I'm coming!" Heather screamed a few moments later.
Martin felt her spasming little cunt sucking that jizz right out of his balls. "Ahhhhh, Christ, aaaggghhhhhh!" he roared.
It was hard for Suzanne to realize that just a few days ago she'd been a lonely, sex-starved woman. Since then she'd found her long-lost son, and a new man had come into her life, a man who'd take excellent care of her and the kids. And all of this had been Tod's work. As they finished coming, she moved around to kiss him.
