Laurie spread her legs wide ... forcing the lips of her cunt to part ... revealing the glistening pink walls that eagerly awaited Rob's swollen prick.
"Put it into me, quickly ... I can't wait another second!" Laurie breathed as she moved one hand to her slit and pried it open even wider. Rob smiled down at her and let her pull him down on top of her. As he pressed his body against her, he felt a shiver race through her body as his cock penetrated her soft, moist slit.
"Hey Laurie ... you feel so good."
"I think you'll like the way my mother feels too once she gets her mouth onto you," Laurie cried.
CHAPTER ONE
Rob had had high hopes for this Saturday night, but they had all gone up in flames. He had been trying for a date with Cindy for weeks and finally she had consented, and they had gone to a movie. She had offered no resistance when he suggested that they sit at the rear of the balcony, and he was looking forward to exploring her luscious body, slim, but with well-fleshed hips and large full breasts. Rob had often seen her working out with the cheerleaders, jumping up high and landing in a full split. Rob could almost see the thick patch of hair-he imagined it was as dark and thick and luscious as the long thick hair that cascaded down her shoulders-rubbing against the ground as she rested in the split for a moment before bounding up again.
Her cheerleader's uniform was practically spray-painted onto her body, and, though she wore a bra, Rob could see her breasts heave wildly as she jumped. Every time Rob set eyes on Cindy he could feel a tightening in his crotch as his cock grew stiff and strained against his clothing.
He had become obsessed with her and pursued her until she consented to date him. They settled into their seats as the movie came onto the screen and Rob could feel Cindy lean against him. He snuggled closer to her and the warmth of her body ignited a fire in him that almost consumed him.
But the rest of the evening was pure frustration. Every time he tried to move his hand to her delicious boobs she pushed it away. Her dusky perfume filled Rob's nostrils and the warmth of her body drove him mad. He was dizzy with desire and with rage, and when he took her home she made things even worse. He expected no more than a quick kiss, but Cindy poked her tongue quickly into his mouth, made contact with his tongue, and, before he could react, withdrew it and retreated into her house, closing the door firmly.
Rob was furious. "I should have raped her, that little tease," he muttered to himself as he walked the three blocks to his own house, let himself in and walked up the darkened stairs to his room. "I should have ripped her clothes off and raped her," he muttered as he pulled his own clothes off and flung them disgustedly into a corner. His mother would bitch about his not hanging up his clothes in the morning, but he was blind with rage and didn't care.
He finished stripping and thought about all the other girls in his high school class. He would never touch Cindy again, never even think about her again. But as he lay between the cool sheets of his bed he felt Cindy creeping into his mind again-he could envision her carefully taking off her sweater, pulling it over her head and then shaking her head back and forth vigorously so her hair would fall into place. Of course, he smiled grimly to himself, she would fold the sweater neatly. He could see her unhooking her bra and letting her breasts-swing free. Her tits had to be the same color as her deep olive complexion, and the nipples-the nipples had to be a bright cherry red.
Rob could feel his cock stiffening and he slipped his hand under the sheets to cradle it. The skin was stretched tightly as his prick extended to its full, glorious length, and felt silky smooth and cool. He could see Cindy's breasts stretch tautly as she reached behind her to unzip her short, tight skirt, and then step out of it. In the privacy of his own dark room he could do anything he wanted to her, and in his mind she would yield to him-give in to his every wish and beg for more.
He gripped his cock more tightly in his fist and moved his hand up and down gently, feeling a shiver race through his body. He could see Cindy turning toward him and smiling slightly, her breasts heaving as she breathed. He let his eyes rove down her body toward the bikini panties she wore and he could see her thick curly patch inching its way above the elastic band that was stretched tautly across her ample hips, her heavy mound pushing prominently against the flimsy fabric. He could almost see the outline of her slit pressing against the panties and he thought he could detect a spot of wetness.
"Take it off," he breathed half-aloud as he lay huddled under the covers of his bed, alone, gripping his aching cock. Cindy smiled at him again and took a step closer. Rob drew a deep breath as he prepared to feast his eyes on the pussy that would soon be his. He tightened his grip on his cock and closed his eyes tightly, fearing that he would lose his fantasy and be frustrated again. He could still see Cindy who would be his....
A sudden click shattered his fantasy and he became aware of a thin shaft of light penetrating his room. The door opened a bit more and he could see the shadow of his sister Cathy poking her head through the door.
"You awake, Robbie?" she whispered.
"Yeah, what do you want?" he grunted in return.
"I couldn't sleep and I thought you might want to talk," she said, slipping into the room and pushing the door closed behind her.
Rob grunted and quickly pulled his hand out from between the sheets, fearing that Cathy would flick the lights on and catch him. But she didn't. She walked to the bed and, without waiting for an invitation, sat down. Rob could feel the mattress sag under her weight. What did she want? he wondered as he shifted to face her, his eyes gradually adjusting to the dark so that he could make her out.
Cathy, at sixteen, was a year younger than Rob and the same age as Cindy. But while Cindy's face was stunningly beautiful, Cathy's attractiveness lay more in her trim, athletic body. She had small breasts and hardly ever wore a bra. Her hips were smaller than Cindy's though they were well-formed, and she had strong firm legs. Like everyone else in the family, Cathy was very fair, with long blonde hair which she habitually wore up, or in a flip.
She was captain of the volleyball team, and that helped her keep her trim athletic body good-looking. Rob had often wondered if Cathy was a virgin, though he suspected that she wasn't. She was certainly a good looker and she had her share of boyfriends. Rob looked at her as she perched on his bed. He became aware of her soft smell and of the warmth of her ass, which rested against his thigh.
"I was kinda lonely tonight and thought you'd still be up," she said, moving slightly to lean against him a bit more.
"I thought you had a date tonight," Rob said.
"I did, but he was real dumb," she said. "A real deadbeat."
"Welcome to the club, kid," he answered, shifting to expose more of his thigh to her warm body.
"I guess things are tough all over," she murmured, reaching her hand to his face and brushing his hair gently back from his forehead. "You have nice hair."
Rob could feel his body catch fire again as her cool fingers traced their way down his forehead, across his nose and down over his lips to his chin. His cock was stirring again and he could feel it pushing against Cathy's ass. He looked at her sharply, but she didn't react to his cock prodding her. He could see that she was wearing a lacy, almost see-through gown that fitted her body tightly and ended at mid-thigh. In the slight moonlight that filtered through the window he could see the tiny golden hairs on her thighs stand up, as if a chill had raced through her body. Turning slightly he looked up at her and could see her small breasts pushing against her frilly gown, her firm dark nipples clearly outlined against the white of the material.
Rob shifted again, this time letting his swollen cock rest full against her backside, and letting his hand fall into her lap. Cathy wiggled slightly so that she would rest on the bed more comfortably and let her legs spread slightly. She stroked Rob's hand lightly with her own and guided it to the insides of her thighs, while her other hand slipped under the sheets and traced slight circles on his chest.
Rob's breathing grew heavier and he became aware of the bed shaking slightly as Cathy trembled and shifted to let her legs fall open. Rob let his hand explore further, moving slowly and gently until he could feel the curly hairs that guarded his sister's love triangle. He was surprised-he had known Cathy all her life, had watched her grow up, and had never thought of her as a woman, with tits, with a cunt, and with a patch of curly hair to delight him.
Cathy let out a long sigh and moved closer so that Rob's fingers almost entered her slit. He could feel slight droplets of moisture as Cathy rocked back and forth on the bed, holding his hand in one of hers and using her other hand to anchor herself against his chest. Rob reached up and tugged at the drawstring around her waist, letting the gown fall open. He could see her small, pert breasts, the pointy nipples heaving as her breathing became deeper. She took her hand from his chest and shrugged out of her gown, letting it slip down over her shoulders to the floor. She took Rob's hand in hers and brought it up to her breasts, placing it firmly over one of them, letting out a short gasp as his hand closed on her breast and squeezed it.
"Yes, yes," she breathed as she leaned closer to Rob, her long hair brushing against his face. Rob squeezed harder, and he could feel Cathy using her free hand to tear the sheet from his body and to hungrily seek out his throbbing cock. Her cool touch triggered off another searing flame that raced through Rob's body. She was seducing him and he didn't know why. His own younger sister had come into his room and was proceeding to grapple with his cock and to steer his own hands over the gentle curves of her body.
He drew his hand away from her tits, and she swiveled down onto the bed, first beside him, then rolling over and getting on top of him. Suddenly his whole body caught fire as he felt her sliding up and down, rubbing her smooth skin against his. Her curly cunt hair scraped deliciously against his throbbing tool. She pushed her lips against his, wiggled her tongue to pry them open, and then pushed deeply into his mouth. Cathy's breathing came in short rhythmic gasps.
"Get into me," she breathed. "Stuff your cock deep into me, as deep as you can."
Rob froze. "You're my sister, I can't-"
"Do it to me, do it now-we'll talk later," she pleaded, rolling over onto her back and pulling him half on top of her. "I need you. I want you."
Cathy groped for his cock which was slippery wet and struggled to stuff it into her crack. Her legs were spread wise as she gripped his cock in her fist and pulled it toward her hole.
"But I-"
"Shhhh," she breathed, kissing him lightly on the lips. "Please, Robbie, hump me. I need your cock. Don't worry. It's okay, it's all right."
Rob shifted his body and looked down at his sister's face. Her eyes were wide open and her mouth formed a large circle, her lips trembling somewhat as she struggled to pull him closer so she could stuff his tool into her eagerly waiting cunt. Rob shifted again, this time bringing his body squarely over Cathy's, his cock poised over her hole, and in one swift motion she stuffed his prick into her waiting slit, swallowing it up as it sank quickly into her deepest recess.
Cathy let out a short gasp as the burning tool shot into her. She lifted her legs higher, gripping them tightly against Rob's waist. She could feel her pelvic bone pressing against his and she started rocking back and forth, the friction sending incredible shivers of pleasure racing through her body.
"Oh, Robbie, Robbie, hump me, ride me," she breathed as Rob started moving up and down, withdrawing his cock almost entirely from her cunt and then pushing it back inside again.
For Rob the experience was unbelievable. Cathy's cunt was burning hot and he could almost feel the tight silky skin of his erect prick burn and blister in the superheated wetness of his sister's cunt. The sides of her slit were slippery and wet, and yet they were so rough that the friction almost drove him mad with passion.
He could feel his pelvic bone slam against Cathy's as he pulled back and then drove his cock home. With each crash he would feel new shivers of pleasure racing through his body. He was becoming hot and sweaty, and he could feel his body slipping and sliding in the beads of perspiration which were also forming on the body of his sister, who was now gritting her teeth to avoid screaming with pleasure.
Short grunts of pleasure escaped through Cathy's gritted teeth as her brother pounded away at her with his body, his cock slamming deeply into her. She could feel his cock striking against the back wall of her cunt.
She had never been penetrated this deep before and the pleasure was intense as her arms and legs fell back against the bed-she no longer had the strength to hang on to her brother who was continuing to slam away at her without let-up.
Rob could feel the pressure in his cock building. The sperm inside his body was welling up and he could no longer hold it back. He had experienced the joy of orgasm before, but never with his cock deeply buried inside a cunt. He had masturbated, and once a girl had let him rub against her legs until he had come, but this was the real thing and he could no longer hold it back.
"Oh, Robbie, pour yourself into me," Cathy pleaded. "Don't hold back, ohhhhh-"
Rob's body went rigid as the sperm started coursing through his thick prick, powerfully squirting into the hot cunt that gripped it tightly. He could feel his cock pulsating, and he could feel Cathy contracting her muscles, squeezing his cock, trying to wring the last bit of come out of him. He could feel Cathy's body go rigid too as she started coming under the pressure of the sperm slamming hard against the back wall of her cunt.
At last the two felt their bodies begin to relax, as the last waves of the orgasm receded from their bodies. They became aware of each other-Rob lying atop his sister Cathy, crushing her against the bed; Cathy pressed under the weight of her brother, her big blue eyes open wide, staring up at him in admiration.
"Cathy-"
"Don't talk now, Robbie," she whispered, putting her fingers to his lips and caressing them lightly. "Let's rest a few minutes."
Rob rolled off his sister, but she pulled him back close to her so that he could still smell that unique odor of their mingled sweat as she nuzzled against his chest, rubbing her head against his chin and letting the fresh, fragrant scent of her hair fill his senses. Rob's cock drooped slightly and rested on Cathy's thigh, a thin stream of milky liquid oozing slightly from it.
"You're pretty good, big brother," she smiled at him, reaching up to plant a sisterly kiss on his cheek.
"You're not bad yourself," he smiled. "But-"
"Don't be silly, there's nothing wrong with what we did. You did enjoy it, didn't you?"
"And how. I've never had anything like that before," Rob answered.
"You mean you were a cherry, a virgin?"
"Well, not exactly, I mean, once-"
"Did you ever put your cock into a woman?" Cathy asked sharply.
"Well, no, but-"
"Well then, you were a virgin, and I took your cherry, wow," she smiled. "I took my brother's cherry."
"It's not that big a deal," he said defensively, feeling his cock stirring again.
"Robbie, I love you and I'm glad I took your cherry. I didn't mean to tease you," she said, kissing him again, this time on the lips.
"How long have you been doing it?" he asked.
"Oh, for about a year now, but I never had it as good as with you."
"Thanks," Robbie smiled, this time leaning down to kiss her. But his curiosity was piqued. "Who've you been doing it with?"
"Well, it all started with Father," she said, and watched Rob's eyebrows arch. "He took my cherry, but I've had a couple of others. I've always had the hots for you though. Ever since I can remember, when mother used to bathe us together, I always wanted to have your little thingy. And now I've had it."
"But with Father?" Rob asked, shocked.
"God, you are a silly prude," Cathy said exasperated. "If it's any consolation, he's kinda kinky and not nearly as good as you."
"Father, kinky? How?"
"I'll show you sometime, but right now I'd rather talk about us, okay?"
"Sure," Rob agreed. "What do you want to talk about?"
"Like when do you want to do it again?"
"How about right now," Rob said, smiling as he felt his cock stir against Cathy's hip.
"You're a regular stud, huh?" she grinned, shifting around. "But just so it doesn't get boring, why don't we try another position, like this."
Cathy swiveled around and rolled over onto her stomach and then drew her knees up under her so that her ass was up in the air and her head was buried deeply in Rob's pillow.
"Now you get on your knees behind me. That way your cock gets deeper into me. But don't try getting into my asshole yet. We'll save that for some other time," she said watching Rob over her shoulder.
Rob got behind Cathy and perched on his knees behind her. In this position her ass looked riper and plumper than ever, the two cheeks thrust firmly upward and outward, the long gentle crack of her ass dipping down to the tiny little hole surrounded by pink flesh and a fringe of delightful blonde, almost white hair. Rob touched his finger lightly to the little pink and red asshole and felt Cathy's body shiver slightly. He pressed a bit harder and felt his finger push past the tight knot of muscles and penetrate slightly. Cathy shivered, burying her head deeper into the pillow and moaning.
"No, no, not now," she mumbled, the pillow muffling her words.
Rob let his finger slip out of her asshole and continue tracing its way down the crack of her ass, until it got to the base of her cunt. The skin there was an even brighter red and pink than at the asshole and there was more hair, this time the same corn silk color as the hair on Cathy's head, though this hair was curlier and scratchier. Rob's cock was back to its full size again and he moved closer to Cathy, letting his prick lean against the long crack of her backside that started at the base of her spine. Her skin was cool and soft, with slight beads of perspiration along it and Rob felt an electric charge spread through his body. He rubbed the full length of his cock against her soft body and felt himself grow dizzy as the waves of tingling spread through his body.
"Don't tease me, Robbie," Cathy pleaded as she lifted her head from the pillow and looked over her shoulder at her grinning brother. "Do it to me now."
Rob drew back and gripped his prick in his hands and guided it toward the center of the slit. Cathy reached out with one hand under her and spread the lips of her eager cunt so that Rob's prick could slip into it easily. Rob could feel her fingertip caress the underside of his prick, along the thick vein that ran the length of his engorged organ. It sent new shivers of pleasure racing through his body and he pushed forward quickly and rammed his cock in as deeply as he could, trying to surprise Cathy. He succeeded and she let out a huge gasp before she could turn her head back to her pillow to muffle her sounds of ecstasy.
For a moment Rob feared that his parents at the other end of the house would hear them, but he continued banging away at Cathy. It was almost as if it were an entirely different cunt he was burying his cock in as he rode back and forth, pulling it out and then driving it home. The soft, firm globes of Cathy's ass rose up to meet his pelvis as Rob thrust forward, feeling his cock driving deep into Cathy and hitting the end of her cunt. Cathy moaned into the pillow, and planted her knees wider apart to give Rob a better target. Rob planted his hands firmly on Cathy's waist and with each plunge forward he dug his fingers into her flesh and pulled her back to meet him. Rob could feel the shivers spread through Cathy's body and he could feel the tension building in his own body. He couldn't hold his orgasm back any longer, and, as Cathy started twitching uncontrollably, he began shooting his load deep into her, gasping as he lost his balance and fell over.
Cathy thrashed about, lost in her own orgasm, trying to find her brother so she could cuddle against him and feel his body against her. She pressed her back against his chest, and the warm globes of her ass against his cock as they lay intertwined on the bed, trying to catch their breath. Rob wrapped his arms around Cathy and cupped her boobs in his hands, gripping her nipples between thumb and forefinger and twisting them back and forth.
"Now tell me about you and Father," he whispered to Cathy as she snuggled against him and purred as he played with her tits. "There's not much to tell," she said. "It all started about a year ago. You know how Mother always goes to those Monday night club meetings? Well, Father came to my room and started kinda touching me and it felt pretty good, so I let him. And one thing led to another and I let him screw me."
"You said he was kinky," Rob prodded.
"Well, he is sort of, I mean he wants me to order him to do things and I kinda like doing it, so I guess it's okay."
"Tell me more," Rob demanded.
"Well, if you're so curious, why don't you watch? I'll leave my curtains open tomorrow night and you can hide on the roof of the garage, Mr. Noseybody."
"That sounds like it might be fun," Rob smiled.
"Okay, but remember Father comes to my room about ten minutes after Mother drives away, and you've got to promise to spend the night with me after Father leaves, okay?"
"Sure."
"I better get out of here before they find us."
"Sleep tight, Sis," Rob whispered as Cathy slipped into her little robe and slipped out of the room.
"You too," she breathed back.
CHAPTER TWO
Dinner Monday night had been uneventful. Father had talked about his day at the University where he taught biology and Mother had talked about her shopping trip and the club meeting that was coming up that night. Cathy talked about the big volleyball game on Wednesday night, and once or twice Rob thought he could see her shoot him a knowing glance. But Rob kept his nose buried in his dinner and headed for his room while Cathy and his mother cleared the table. He fussed around with one of his model airplanes until he heard the door slam and his mother's car start up and back out of the driveway.
Rob waited a while longer and he heard the door to his parents' room open, and his father's heavy tread move past his door and down the hall toward Cathy's room. Her door opened and then quickly closed. He lay on his bed for a moment and thought about his luscious young sister who had seduced him last night-whose body he had desired without really knowing it. And he wondered about his father. What kind of a cock did he have? Why did Cathy want to fuck with him? But most of all he thought about Cathy and her ripe young body and how later that evening it would be his.
He swung his legs off the bed, opened his door very gently and slipped out in the hallway, turning the knob of his door so it wouldn't click when he closed it. He then slipped down the hallway, down the stairs and out through the kitchen door which opened up behind the garage. He moved quickly and gracefully around the side of the garage, which had a peaked roof, put one foot on a garbage can against the garage wall and hopped up, grabbing the edge of the roof and pulling himself up over its rim. He did it all smoothly and in one motion and then pressed himself against the shingles of the roof so he could see into Cathy's window without being seen.
Cathy was as good as her word. She not only had left the curtains apart, the lights were on and the window wide open. There was a cool breeze blowing and Rob could hear muffled sounds coming from inside Cathy's room. He could see Cathy move in front of her window, dressed in a black silky outfit, a sort of flimsy bikini through which he could see her red-tipped young breasts and the prominent mound of flesh poking through the triangle of see-through cloth at her crotch.
Rob felt a stirring in his groin as his cock pressed against his clothing. He could feel the rough texture of the shingles pressing against his dong as he gritted his teeth. Cathy was doing a little dance, moving seductively, her legs spread far apart, her hips swiveling, pushing her cunt forward. Rob could see his father walk toward Cathy and he could see her step away from him, doing a little dance, teasing him. Rob hadn't realized what a powerful little seductress his sister could be. Rob was also aware that his little sister was playing to him as much as to her own father.
"Don't touch me," Cathy hissed at her father when he reached his hands out, trying to touch her breasts. "You haven't paid your tribute yet."
"Here, here it is," he said quickly reaching into the pocket of his robe and bringing out some folded money. Cathy took it and looked it over carefully, then walked over to her little piggybank on the dresser and deposited the money.
"You usually have more," she said harshly.
"I'm sorry," her father stammered, "I spent too much this week. Does that mean you won't let me go all the way?"
"We'll see," Cathy grunted as she walked around her father, who stared straight ahead.
Cathy slipped out of her flimsy bra and wiggled out of her see-through panties and then turned and faced the window, softly blowing a kiss out towards Rob, and then turned back to her father who still hadn't moved.
"About face," she grunted at her father, who swiveled sharply as if he were in the army. Rob's eyes opened wide, startled by his father's behavior and knowing full well that Cathy was putting on the show for him.
"Strip!" she grunted, and he quickly pulled off his robe to reveal a scrawny, half erect cock dangling sadly between his legs. Rob watched his father and sized him up-in his forties, he was quite good-looking, a bit fat, but still plenty of muscle from long weekends of tennis.
"Hit the deck!" Cathy commanded in a shrill tone that contrasted sharply with her usual breathy voice.
Rob watched as his father got on all fours, his head dipping below the level of the windowsill. Cathy mounted her father, as she had when he had given her piggyback rides as a child, and stretched out on his back, rubbing her breasts against him and spreading her legs as far as she could so her cunt would come in contact with his back.
Watching from the garage, Rob could see Cathy's head roll back and forth as waves of pleasure went searing through her body. Cathy reached behind her and pulled out the pins that held her hair up and it came cascading down her shoulders. She planted her hands on her father's back and rubbed herself back and forth, exciting herself against the bumpy ridges of her father's spine. She flicked her head back and forth, up and down, whipping her father with her long hair. Rob could hear his father groan as Cathy's hair hit him harder and harder. Cathy looked up and caught Rob's eye and winked, as if to say "watch this."
Abruptly she stopped moving and staggered off her father's back. "Don't stop, please don't," he pleaded.
"Quiet, you shit," she hissed. "Now eat me and do it well, or else."
Cathy stepped back and sat down in an armchair, spreading her legs wide so that Rob could see the glistening pink walls of her cunt. Only twenty or so feet separated Rob from his father and his sister, and he drank in the scene, getting hungrier and hungrier, knowing that he would soon have his cock buried deep inside his sister.
Rob watched his father crawl on all fours to the chair where Cathy was perched, one leg spread wide over each of the chair's arms. From the rear Rob could see that his father's cock had grown stiff and was now almost the size of his own, which was throbbing painfully.
"Now suck me clean or you'll get no more," Cathy hissed.
Cathy cupped her boobs in her hands and squeezed them, running the tips of her fingers across her nipples which were now bright red and erect. She stared straight ahead, right out the window to where Rob was perched, drinking in the entire scene. Rob could see his father approach Cathy and lower his head to the widespread cunt, then bring his head all the way down to it, licking it clean and gulping the pussy juice down his throat.
"Taste good?" Cathy asked sweetly.
"Oh yes, oh yes," her father breathed as he continued his sucking, "Then stop!" Cathy commanded.
"You never let me have any fun," he complained.
"Quiet, you shit. You didn't have enough money tonight, and besides Mother will be home soon and I have other things to do, so get on your back."
Rob watched as his father scurried to the bed and lay down. His cock was beautifully rigid and Cathy proceeded to mount him, gripping her father's cock in her hands and inserting it into her waiting hole. From his vantage point, Rob could see the cock plunge in and out of Cathy's cunt as Cathy bounced up and down and he could see a trickle of her pussy juice cling to their father's prick as he lay still and moaned under his daughter.
Suddenly Rob heard a sharp groan and he could see Cathy's head fall back and roll from side to side as she started coming. A series of sharp, short grunts escaped from between her gritted teeth as she hunched forward. "Shoot into me, shoot into me," she demanded of her supine father.
A long, slow sigh escaped from his father's lips and Rob could see his cock twitch as it delivered its load of cum into Cathy's slit. Cathy got up on her knees and moved forward to her father's face. "You got me wet, now clean me up," she demanded. Rob could see his father's tongue flick upward and lick the mixture of milky white cum and pussy juice and slurp it down hungrily.
Suddenly Rob heard a telltale crunch of gravel. He looked around and saw his mother's car move down the driveway. Rob slid down the roof quickly, his erection gone, his father and his sister fucking upstairs forgotten. He would somehow have to stall his mother to keep his sister out of trouble. He lowered himself as close to the ground as he could and then let himself drop quietly to the ground. He moved quickly around the side of the garage, tucking his shirt back into his pants as he watched his mother drive right into the garage. He walked in behind the car and waited for his mother to switch off the ignition and get out.
"Why, Robbie," his mother exclaimed. "What are you doing down here? I thought you'd be watching the ballgame."
"I was." He smiled to himself. "But I decided to get some fresh air so I came down here."
"I'm glad you did because it gives me the chance to talk to you," his mother said, walking up to him and giving him a tight hug and a kiss and nearly overwhelming him with her heavy embrace and thick musky perfume.
"Sure mother," he nodded, not knowing what was on her mind, but glad of the opportunity to stall.
"You know, you're almost seventeen years old," she began, "and there are some things you really should know all about and, just between us, I wouldn't want your father to be the one to teach you."
Rob watched as his mother paused for a moment and then walked to the garage door and pulled it down, plunging the garage into darkness. "After all, a young man like you should know how to handle a woman. I assume you've already done some fooling around with girls your own age."
"Well-" Rob said noncommittally as he looked at his mother, who was staring at him. "I guess I-"
"Good," she nodded firmly. "Don't tell me the details, they're not really important. You did enjoy it, didn't you?"
"Yeah." Rob continued to watch his mother who now stepped closer to him so he could smell her as she stood opposite him.
"Now, I may be a bit older than you," she began, "but I'm not an unattractive woman, am I?"
"No, uh-uh," Rob said, shaking his head as he surveyed her. Those tennis weekends had kept her body firm and lithe, and while her breasts may have sagged a bit, her midsection was still firm and her ass couldn't be beat.
"I'm glad you think so, sweetheart," she smiled, "because that'll make it easier for me to teach you how to love a woman-if you promise not to tell your father, that is."
"No way," Rob said, as his mother stepped closer to him, bringing her body against his.
"I figured you'd say that," she smiled. "Now the first thing is the kiss. I want you to kiss me, but not like I'm your mother. Pretend I'm a girlfriend of yours, come on."
Rob was about three inches taller than his mother so he leaned down and placed his lips atop hers, his arms around her waist, and kissed her lightly, pausing and lingering as he felt her mouth fall open and her tongue poke deep into his mouth. "Like this," she breathed, "now I want you to try it."
Rob dug his tongue into his mother's mouth as he felt her arms encircle his waist, and her hands dig into his backside. The same fiery passion that had raced through his body last night rose up again. His mother pressed her hips against his and ground them against his body, awakening his cock, which now started growing and pressing against his pants.
"Good, very good," his mother breathed as Rob let his hands wander below her waist and start to explore her ass. "Mmmmmm."
She brought her hands around to Rob's front and started stroking the bulge in his pants, up and down, slowly and methodically as he continued to explore her mouth with his tongue and as he continued to grope her ass with his young hands.
"You have a very lovely touch," she breathed, pulling away from him lightly. "Now, why don't you pull out the spare mattress against the wall and set it down on the floor. I don't think I can take a whole lot more of your playing with me like this."
Rob moved to the back of the garage, pushed a box of power tools out of the way and pulled the mattress down to the floor and turned to watch his mother pull her blouse over her head and unhook her bra, letting her breasts hang free. They were larger than Cathy's and they sagged just a bit, but that just added to their sexiness. Rob pulled his own shirt over his head as he watched his mother kick off her shoes and slip her pants down to the floor, revealing generous, well-fleshed hips and a slight, rounded pot belly above a protruding mound of flesh between her legs. Rob stared with open eyes as his mother pushed her panties down over her hips to reveal the hairy mound she was offering him.
"Not bad for forty-six," she smiled at him, as she walked toward him. "And you're not bad for seventeen."
She fell to her knees on the mattress, bringing her mouth to the level of his erect, throbbing cock, and she gripped it between both of her soft, cool hands. She held it very still and then opened her mouth and took the head of his cock in her mouth, gently sucking on it as it went in. Rob moved his hand to the thick hair on his mother's head and held on as if for dear life as she started making rapid in and out sucking motions, sending wild pulsations racing through his body. She drew the cock deeper into her mouth, letting her teeth bite lightly into the swollen flesh. Rob felt himself swoon and his mother grabbed him and helped him down to the mattress and then moved in, gripping his cock between her teeth and letting her tongue work its way around and around the swollen staff.
Rob was dizzy with passion and the thought of banging his mother in the garage while his sister and their father were screwing upstairs nearly blew his mind. Wait till Cathy hears about this, he thought, but the thought was chased from his mind by more urgent business. His mother let his cock pop out of her mouth and crawled up the length of his body, covering it with hers and burying his face in her hair as she kissed him passionately.
Rob pushed his mother over on her back and mounted her. He couldn't take any more foreplay and was prepared to plunge into her. "Wait, not yet," she breathed. "I haven't finished-"
Her last words were lost in a gasp as Rob pushed her legs apart as far as he could and as he plunged forward, driving his cock into her sopping wet cunt. She tried to resist him, but he drove his cock into her again and again, feeling the silky smooth lining of her slit and hearing the sound of his wet cock plunge into her wet hole. She stopped resisting him and lifted her legs high, holding them wide apart and feeling his pelvis slam against hers as his cock plunged rhythmically in and out, sending waves of pleasure washing through her body.
Rob felt his balls begin to overflow. His mother's body was soft and welcoming and her heavy perfume drove him wild with passion. She was as good a lover as was Cathy, despite their body and age differences, and he was going wild. He couldn't hold the surging sperm back and before he could gasp out a warning to his mother he felt the semen come pouring through his cock, filling his mother's cunt to overflowing. Reacting to Rob's orgasm, she started to come too, uttering short gasps as she felt her body twitching madly and her cunt filling to overflowing with her son's come.
"Why did you want me to wait?" Rob asked as he rolled off his mother after a few minutes of rest.
"I was going to show you all of the nice sensitive parts of my body-of a woman's body-so you would know what to touch and how," she smiled. "But you did okay."
"Why don't you show me now?"
"Because it's getting late and your father will wonder where we are," she replied. "Next week he'll be away at a symposium and your sister will be over at a friend's house for the night, and I'll be able to give you a detailed lesson. Meanwhile, why don't you put the mattress away so I can get dressed and go in first."
"Sure," Rob replied, leaning over to give his mother one last kiss as she rose to fetch her clothing.
"Now remember," she said. "Not a word of this to your father, or Cathy. Especially Cathy, understand?"
"Why, do you think Cathy's a cherry?"
"I hope not," his mother said, slipping into her pants. "But I don't know how she'd take it."
Rob returned the mattress to its place and sat waiting for a few moments to give his mother a chance to get into the house. "What a screwed up family," he smiled to himself when he finally rose and headed through the door. "And wait till Cathy hears this."
When Rob walked in through the front door he saw the family gathered around the TV set. His father was still wearing that same robe he had seen in Cathy's room, but Cathy was wearing a pair of jeans and a halter that made it obvious that there was no bra under it. They exchanged hellos and Rob headed straight up the stairs to his room. A moment later he heard Cathy's step and heard her turn towards his room. He flicked the light in his room out and stole across the corridor to her room, opened the door quickly and slipped inside, surprising Cathy just as she was about to pull her halter off.
"Well, big brother, did you enjoy your view from the garage?" she smiled, walking towards him.
"Yeah," he grinned. "But I enjoyed the view inside the garage a whole lot better. While you were busy screwing Dad, I heard mother drive up, so I tried to stall her. Instead she got me into the garage and said she was going to teach me how to love a woman, and we wound up screwing on the mattress."
"You're putting me on," Cathy said, her eyes open wide in disbelief. "Mother, fucking you!"
"If you don't believe it, smell me, I've got her perfume all over me."
Cathy leaned close to him, pressing her bare breasts against his chest. "You're not kidding, are you?"
"Nope," Rob responded, grinning. "And now I'm ready for you, little girl."
"Well, aren't you going to tell me what she's like?"
"She's fantastic, I mean just great."
"Yeah," Cathy nodded. "She does have a great bod. I wish I had boobs like hers."
They paused for a moment as they heard their parents come up the steps. Cathy slipped back into her halter.
"Quick, into the closet," she breathed to her brother.
The door opened and her parents poked their heads in. "We thought Robbie was here with you," her father said.
"No, he just came in to say good night. He said he was really beat and was going straight to bed."
"Well, we won't even bother to look in on him then," her mother said. "Good night, dear."
They pulled the door closed and moved toward their bedroom. "Boy, that was close," Cathy said as she opened the closet door to let Rob back into the room.
"Yeah," he nodded. "Do you think Mother and Father will screw tonight?"
"Sure," Cathy said. "Father told me that the only time he can get one up hard enough to satisfy Mother is after we've played our little game. And I'll bet Mom's little trip with you was just a warm-up for Dad."
"Say, what do you do with all that money Dad gives you?"
"I buy nice little things for myself, like that outfit you saw me wearing for Father's little game."
"I also saw you staring at me all the while, Sis."
"That's because you're the only one I wanted. Shall I put it on for you?"
"The only outfit I want you to wear for me is your birthday suit, so why don't you just get naked?"
"I thought you'd never ask," Cathy smiled as she shed her halter again, this time flinging it across the room. She slipped out of her jeans and let them slide to the floor, revealing that she was wearing nothing underneath them and turned and walked to the bed, plopping down on her ass and spreading her legs wide. "What are you waiting for, lover boy?" she smiled at her brother.
He pulled his shirt over his head for the second time in an hour and shucked his pants and moved purposefully towards his sister, who fell back on the bed and held her arms up to welcome him.
"Stick it into me deep, real deep, Robbie," she whispered as he covered her body with his. The smell of her mother's perfume still lingering in Robbie's hair, and the thought that his prick was still sticky with the pussy juice of her own mother sent shivers racing through her body. Rob brought his mouth down over hers and let his tongue push its way past her lips, which she held tightly together, and into her mouth.
Rob's prick was hard and stiff again as he felt it probe through her golden cunt hair. His own prick would be probing through the same area as his father's had just a short while ago, and his father was probably now preparing to push his way into his mother's cunt which was probably still sticky with his own come. He wrapped his arms tightly around his sister and squeezed her hard. He could feel her laboring to draw in a breath of air as his arms, wrapped like steel bands around her torso, crushed her. Rob could feel her breasts crushed against his chest, and he could feel Cathy's hips wiggling trying to maneuver her cunt towards his prick so that she could swallow it.
But Rob was in no hurry to plunge into his sister. Unlike his father, he was now in control and the feeling of power as he crushed his sister's body against the bed and the power he felt in his arms as he almost crushed the air from her body sent a new surge racing through his body. He was in control now and the little girl who had been so' tough earlier was now submitting to his will. She recognized the presence of the master and would obey his every whim.
"Oh Robbie, please come into me, please shoot into me." she whispered.
"Kiss my cock first," he shot back, rolling over on his back and releasing his grip on her.
"Oh yes," she whimpered as she got to her knees and eagerly sucked his cock into her mouth.
Rob could feel the same bursts of pleasure shooting through his body as he had earlier when his mother had gone down on him, but Cathy's tongue was a bit rougher and her licking motions started way at the base of his cock and moved smoothly and swiftly up its trunk until she finally made a short curved lick that encompassed the swollen head of his cock.
"Do it, do it," he breathed as he felt his cock almost explode with tension. He could feel the sperm begin coursing through his cock and shooting out the end of it. He looked down and saw his stream of milky white come spurt out over Cathy's face, and he could see her swallow it hungrily, licking it off his prick as it shot out and smearing it all over her face as she hungrily tried to devour every bit of it.
Rob's prick stopped shooting its wad for a moment and he grabbed his sister by the hair and pulled her up to him. She came willingly and flopped on her back. He wanted to shove his tool deep into her and she wanted to feel it hammering into her slit.
Cathy spread her legs and guided the stiff prick into her. She could feel the fireworks go off as she closed her eyes tight. All was black, except for the bright shooting stars that soared through her mind as she surrendered to her brother who rammed his prick into her, again and again and again
CHAPTER THREE
Breakfast the next morning: Rob felt slightly hung over because he and Cathy had fucked practically until dawn when she finally released her grip on him and allowed him to slink back to his room for a few hours of sleep. Mother had busied herself with breakfast, dishing the food out and fussing around the kitchen, while Father gulped his coffee quickly, smiled, then dashed out the door to his class, late again as usual.
Once when Cathy left the room for a moment, Rob could feel his mother's hand sneak to his groin and squeeze gently, but she pulled her hand away quickly when Cathy reappeared with her books in her hand. "Don't you think you two should be off to school?" she asked quickly moving away from Rob.
"Sure, Mom," Cathy replied. "I was going to ask you if it was okay with you if Robbie joined me at the Wilsons this evening; you remember Laurie invited me for dinner after today's volleyball game."
Rob glanced at his sister; she hadn't mentioned this to him and he wondered what was cooking. "Well, I guess so," their mother responded. "I wish you had told me earlier though."
"I'm sorry, I guess I forgot," Cathy said. "I think we better be going."
"Have a nice day, kids," their mother called after them as they headed down the street.
The walk to school was about six blocks long, which gave Cathy plenty of time to explain to Rob why the sudden invitation to the Wilsons. "I usually go over there at about three, just after volleyball, and stay until about nine or so and we do lots more than just eat dinner, I can promise you that. You see Mr. Wilson and Mrs. Wilson and Laurie have been swinging together for months now, and Laurie told me how much her Dad liked me and wanted to see me. So I went over and let him seduce me. He thought I was a cherry and I let him think that for a while. Of course I'd been screwing with Daddy. But it was so much fun."
"You mean it's been the four of you-just one guy and three girls?" Rob asked incredulously.
"Don't be silly, Robbie. Girls can do it to each other. In fact that's how the Wilsons got started. Mr. Wilson caught Mrs. Wilson and Laurie in the basement together. Laurie said she was so frightened, she thought that her father was going to beat them, or maybe kill them, but he just took off his pants and joined them."
"You mean, you've been screwing with Mrs. Wilson?" Robbie asked. "That makes you a lesbian."
"No it doesn't, silly," Cathy said, squeezing his hand reassuringly. "All it means is that I'm bisexual. It means that I can enjoy you and Mom and Dad, without hangups."
"Do you enjoy it when you-when you-"
"When I screw with Mrs. Wilson?" Cathy asked, completing his sentence for him. "I love it. In fact it makes me love you all the more. Come on, we'll be late," she said, hurrying up the steps to school. "Meet me right here after classes, okay."
Without waiting for a response, Cathy hurried up into the school building, leaving Rob standing there wondering how he would, with his aching cock, make it through a long, slow school day. Somehow he did. He thought for a while about Cathy and her trim athletic body and the tightness of her cunt that sometimes felt it would clench his cock so tightly that it would wring it off. Then he thought about his mother, whose body was softer and fleshier than Cathy's and whose ripe, full breasts felt so good pressed against his chest. He also thought of his mother's full mouth and of how her tonguing his cock almost made him shoot off into her mouth.
By the time Rob had gotten to his history class, he was beginning to daydream about Laurie Wilson and the fact that she was sitting three seats in front of him and to his left made it that much easier. She had a delicate face, with high cheekbones, and it was framed with long auburn hair that reached past her shoulders. She was very slender, with long spindly legs and a tiny, cutely-shaped ass that struggled against the fabric of her jeans so hard that Rob could practically make out the crack of her ass. She wore a simple red sweater that was as tight over her torso as her jeans were over her ass and that told the whole world that Laurie Wilson, at age sixteen, neither wore a bra nor needed one. She was practically flat-chested, with two tiny mounds pushing against the tightly stretched fabric.
The thing about Laurie and her mother, Rob mused, was that they looked practically alike. The only difference was that Laurie's mother wore her hair cropped very short, and while Laurie was cute and showed all the signs of femininity, Mrs. Wilson's moves were brisk and business-like. From the back, you could hardly tell she was a woman. Rob had often reflected on that, but had figured that since she was married and had a daughter she wasn't a lesbian. But now he knew otherwise.
The seemingly interminable history class finally ended, and since it was the last class of the day, there was a rush for the door in which Rob found himself behind Laurie. He allowed himself to lean against her, his prick pressing against her ass and hardening slightly as it made contact. He pressed a bit harder and he could see Laurie turn around quickly with a look of annoyance on her face-a look that melted when she saw that it was Rob.
The two of them waited for a few moments and when Cathy materialized they started moving toward the Wilson house. "You know Dad won't be home for a couple of hours," Laurie began, "so that'll give us some time to get acquainted."
Laurie moved her hand into Rob's and squeezed, smiling at him as they reached the front walk and moved into the Wilson house. The door was open, and as they walked in they could see a tray of milk and cookies set out in the hallway. "I'm upstairs, kids," they heard Mrs. Wilson call.
They gulped the milk and cookies down after tossing their books into a chair and then headed up the stairs. Cathy moved toward the back of the house and the master bedroom and when Rob made a move to follow, Laurie grabbed his hand and held him back. "Not you, lover boy, you're coming with me," she said, towing him into her own room.
Rob watched his sister's back retreating toward the rear of the house and then allowed himself to be pulled off towards Laurie's room. "I've had my eyes on you for a long time," she said, wrapping her arms around Rob, "but I always figured you would be shocked at all this."
"Try me," Rob said, putting his arms around Laurie and pulling her up to him so he could cover her lips with his.
Rob probed deeply into her mouth with his tongue, and Laurie's tongue yielded to him. He lowered her to the ground and moved his hands down her back, cupping her ass in his palms and pushing her against his body. Laurie took the hint and started gyrating her body against his, feeling his cock grow and press against her. She moved her hands to his groin and ran her fingers up and down his swollen prick, massaging it gently as he continued to probe her ass. He could feel the tiny mounds of her breasts press against his chest.
The fire of passion was spreading through his body and he moved his hands up Laurie's back to her waist, gripped her tightly and lifted her a couple of inches from the ground and, without removing his tongue from her mouth, carried her towards her bed and laid her down upon it. He moved away from her and she quickly started to struggle out of her clothing, pulling her blouse over her head to reveal the tiny breasts and their small red nipples that covered almost the entire area of the tits. She struggled out of her pants and kicked them off, revealing the small mounds that marked the small slit that ran through the center of a reddish triangle of hair.
She spread her legs wide as Rob kicked off his pants and beckoned to him. Rob didn't need the invitation. He climbed over one of Laurie's legs and positioned himself firmly as Laurie drew her legs up and stretched them wide apart, forcing the lips of her cunt to part, and revealing the glistening pink walls that eagerly awaited Rob's swollen prick.
"Put it into me, quickly, I can't wait another second," Laurie breathed as she moved one hand to her slit and pried it open even wider. With her other hand she gripped Rob's tool and pulled it toward her waiting hole. Rob smiled down at her and let her pull him down on top of her. He pressed his body hard against her and felt a shiver race through her body as his cock penetrated her soft moist slit. And as suddenly as he felt her body shiver, he felt his own body go rigid as the burning sensation in his cock spread through his entire being. He tried to kiss Laurie, but her mouth hung open wide and her lips were limp.
Rob moved his hips back, drawing his cock almost out of Laurie's body, and he felt her arching her back, trying to hold on to his cock, but he pulled further back and a soft groan breathed out of Laurie's mouth, which still hung open and paralyzed. Quickly Rob moved his cock back into Laurie, slamming it deep into her and crushing her against the mattress. He could feel his cock scrape against the back wall of her cunt and he could feel Laurie tighten her cunt muscles trying to wring the come out of his balls.
He pulled back again, and again Laurie tried to struggle up to hold on to his cock, but he pulled back even further and without warning slammed down into her, again sending a shiver rocking through her body as he hammered the swollen head of his tingling prick through the slick, slippery walls of her cunt all the way to its rear.
"Harder, harder, don't stop," Laurie pleaded as she pulled her legs farther back so his cock would penetrate deeper still. She reached up to Rob's back and started scraping her fingernails along his spine sending new shivers of pleasure racing through his body. Rob rocked up and down, feeling the pressure in his balls mounting as he plunged in and out. Beads of sweat started to break out all over him and he started to slip and slide each time his own sweating body came into contact with Laurie's. He started rocking from side to side feeling a new sensation as he felt the suddenly rough walls of Laurie's gash scraping and grating against his cock. This new movement affected Laurie too for she started gyrating wildly, almost throwing Rob off her.
Rob panted and tried to fight for breath as he felt the pressure in his body mounting. He could feel the liquid reservoir of come and sperm pushing and straining to get out, but he fought to delay his orgasm. He wanted to come with Laurie, he wanted her sweating body to feel his joy at the precise same moment.
Two more sharp thrusts of his swollen cock and Rob could feel Laurie start to come. Her body twitched slightly and her head rolled from side to side and her hands fell back and lay limply at her sides. Rob tried to draw a deep breath, but he couldn't; his balls exploded, shooting their milky white load into Laurie's twitching slit. The eruption of sperm coursing into her body triggered a new series of explosions in Laurie, who now grunted and groaned and bucked under Rob's body.
The two young lovers lay side by side, Rob cradling Laurie and brushing her long auburn hair out of her eyes as they tried to catch their breath.
"Do you like me better than Cathy?" Laurie asked, kissing Rob lightly.
"I like you and I like Cathy," Rob said. "You're both very different. And I have a feeling that I'm going to like your mother, too."
"I think you'll like her better once she gets her mouth onto you. Mother is super when it comes to that," Laurie said smiling and toying with Rob's semi-erect cock.
"Is that what she and Cathy are doing now?"
"Probably," Laurie smiled, kissing Rob's sticky cock lightly and tasting the sweet mixture of his come and her pussy juice. "Want to go watch?"
"Do you think they'll mind?" Rob asked.
"Nope, Mother just loves an audience," Laurie responded. "Let's go."
Laurie rolled onto the floor and straightened up, took Rob's hand and pulled him along down the hall towards the master bedroom. Mrs. Wilson must like an audience, Rob thought, as he spotted the open door and the thick cream colored carpet beyond it. He could hear the faint sounds of labored breathing and the gentle sounds of sucking.
The room was a large one, perhaps twice or three times the size of Laurie's, and when Laurie led him into the room, he was unprepared for the sight which greeted him. On the floor beyond the large king-sized bed which dominated the room he could see the intertwined bodies of his sister and Mrs. Wilson. Laurie led Rob to the bed and they both sprawled down onto the silk sheet and watched as, in the corner of the room, Mrs. Wilson lowered her head to Cathy's breasts and started to take one of her nipples into her mouth. Cathy's head rolled back and her mouth fell open as Mrs. Wilson nibbled on her young tits. Rob could see that Mrs. Wilson was gently biting first one nipple and then the other, letting a bit of her saliva drool onto Cathy's boobs. Mrs. Wilson let her hands slide down Cathy's torso, her fingernails tracing a gentle pattern on her fair skin. She moved her fingernails up and down, starting at the end of the ribcage and sliding them down over the bellybutton and down to the base of the curly blonde hair that marked the slightly swollen love triangle.
Cathy's breathing was slow and rhythmic-in time with the gentle sucking and the scratching of her midsection. Mrs. Wilson let her hand slide down lower, curling through the blonde hair and tracing the outline of the slit with one fingernail, letting it intrude inside the lips just a bit. Rob could see Cathy's reaction to this new treatment: her fingers dug into the deep carpet, holding on as if she were afraid she would fall off, and her legs spread wide.
Mrs. Wilson slipped one of her legs underneath Cathy's and brought her other leg down on top of it, clamping Cathy's leg between her own. Her back was to Rob and he could now make out the fringe of hair that curled around the tight pink little asshole of Mrs. Wilson. But Mrs. Wilson, and Cathy for that matter, were indifferent to the pair watching them. Mrs. Wilson slid back and forth along Cathy's leg, massaging her cunt against it. Meanwhile she continued to suck on Cathy's tits, ceasing to concentrate just on the nipples and now trying suck most of the boobs into her mouth, letting out short gagging sounds as she did.
"Aaaaarrggghhhh!" The short gagging sound now escaped from Cathy's lips as she squirmed against the carpet. Rob could see that Mrs. Wilson had used her fingers to spread Cathy's slit wide open and was using her thumb to press down on the shiny little knob of flesh just above Cathy's hole. The little knob of the clit slipped back and forth each time Mrs. Wilson touched it, and each time her thumb, with its long red fingernail, came into contact with it, Cathy let out another short groan and rocked her head back and forth.
Mrs. Wilson continued to hump herself against Cathy's leg, and Rob could see that Cathy's leg was now covered with a thin layer of slick wetness-the juice dripping from Mrs. Wilson's cunt. Mrs. Wilson now let her thumb slip off Cathy's clit and let it dig into her crevice so that now she was able to use her fingers to play with Cathy's asshole.
Rob felt his cock spring to life as he watched Mrs. Wilson assault virtually every one of Cathy's erogenous zones. He had never seen anything like it, and when Laurie tried to rub up against him he brushed her aside. Watching these two women was driving him up the wall and he wanted to have both of them.
Mrs. Wilson unclamped her legs and slid down, getting up on all fours and lowering her head to Cathy's golden triangle. Cathy must have known what was coming because she hiked her legs up and opened them wide so that Mrs. Wilson would have a clear shot at her cunt. But that wasn't all that interested Mrs. Wilson. After dipping her tongue down to Cathy's slit, she used one hand to vigorously massage her breasts and snuck the other hand down around Cathy's ass and started gently and slowly massaging the asshole, coaxing it gently to open up to allow her finger to slip into it.
Cathy's hands closed tightly against the thick shag of the deep pile rug and her head rolled uncontrollably from side to side, her regular breathing replaced by short gasps as each wave of pleasure seized her body. Rob had screwed his sister well, but he had never seen her react this way before. Rob could see Mrs.
Wilson's forefinger disappear into Cathy's asshole to the first digit, and while she continued to massage Cathy's boobs, she didn't forget to keep up the quick movement of her tongue, from the base of the cunt, all the way to the little pink knob at its top and back down again. Again and again.
Mrs. Wilson turned her finger first to the right and then to the left inside Cathy's asshole, screwing it in a bit deeper with each turn. From his vantage point, Rob could watch Mrs. Wilson's ass, which was high in the air as she bent her head down to apply her tongue to Cathy's hole. He craved the asshole, perfectly round and surrounded by a fringe of delicate hair that was barely visible. He could see it open slightly as Mrs. Wilson bent forward and stretched the muscles. His cock throbbed and ached as it pressed against the silk bedsheet that he and Laurie lay on. Laurie competed for attention, but the only one he had eyes for was her mother, who was bent over his sister.
Rob slipped from the bed and moved toward Mrs. Wilson, whose entire attention was centered on Cathy squirming under her. Rob got to his knees behind Mrs. Wilson and there was still no sign of recognition from her. He put his hands on her ass and moved her slightly to line up the delicate hole with his cock. She moved her ass higher, wiggling to indicate her cunt to him, but it was not her cunt that he wanted. All he wanted was her asshole and he carefully brought the head of his cock to rest against it, feeling a drop of moisture escape from the tip of his cock as it touched the soft pink flesh and muscles that formed a perfect ring around the asshole.
He leaned slightly pushing against Mrs. Wilson and feeling her push back as his cockhead parted the muscles of the asshole and opened it slightly wider. He still hadn't penetrated, but now he felt he had to before his cock exploded. He linked his arms around Mrs. Wilson, feeling her cunt hair brush against his hands which were clasped together over the entrance to her hole. Without warning he pulled and lifted hard, bringing her asshole hard against his cock and forcing it inside. Mrs. Wilson let out a short gasp as Rob's tool penetrated deeply into her rear. The pressure on Rob's cock felt unbearable as it wedged deep into Mrs. Wilson's hole. It had looked large and generous, but once he forced his way into it the muscles gripped tightly against his cock and he felt as if it would be wrenched off.
He started pulling back to let his cock slide part of the way out of Mrs. Wilson's asshole and felt the pressure on his cock deliciously lessen, but then he slammed it into her again. Again a short cry of pain escaped from Mrs. Wilson's lips, but she made no other protest. She used both of her hands to grip the carpet as Rob slammed away at her, and she cushioned her head against Cathy's cunt, forgetting to play with Cathy now that her own desires were being fulfilled.
Rob grabbed her again, linking his hands at her cunt and pulled her upward, slamming his cock home again. The muscles were relaxing now after Rob had started banging his cock through them, and for Mrs. Wilson the pain lessened and was overcome by the pleasure of Rob's slippery prick splitting her asshole wide open. Rob pulled back and plunged in again, feeling the smooth slippery ring of muscles at the entrance to Mrs. Wilson's asshole massage his cock as it slipped part of the way out and then all the way in. Rob could see beads of sweat forming on the globes of Mrs. Wilson's ass that had arched high in the air. A tiny trickle of sweat slipped down the crack of her ass and slid all the way down to the base of his cock as he slammed it in yet again. He hoped he could control himself, hold back the flood of come that was even now straining to spurt into the golden asshole that squeezed his cock.
A series of short, throaty gasps escaped from Mrs. Wilson's mouth as she started to lose control and slip into orgasm. Rob's facial muscles tightened into a hard grin as he too started to lose control, and first one drop of his sperm and then the whole flood raced through his thick cock and pushed its way beyond the ring of muscles. He leaned forward, pressing heavily on Mrs. Wilson's upraised ass so he wouldn't lose his balance and fall over as his cock shot its load into her tight rectum.
Rob felt his cock go soft as the last drop of sperm squeezed out of it, and he pulled back, letting his cock swing free and rolling over to luxuriate in the softness of the thick carpet. This had been an incredible new experience for him and he was dizzy with the joy. He had explored three cunts in the last couple of days and loved every one of them-his sister Cathy's, his mother's, and Laurie's. But Mrs. Wilson's asshole had almost destroyed him.
As he lay on the carpet, he became aware of Mrs. Wilson stirring and moving beside him, crawling under his arm and cuddling beside him. "That was just lovely, Robbie," she breathed in that deep, throaty voice of hers. "Come on over and join us girls."
Cathy slipped beside Rob and took his other arm and wrapped it around herself, and Laurie moved over and lowered herself between Rob's outspread legs, laying her head down beside his cock, letting her long hair tease against it.
"You guys are really lucky," Rob said to Mrs. Wilson. "I mean being able to fuck together whenever you want to. We have to be careful not to get caught. Boy, I can just see the look on Mother's face when she finds out about Cathy and Dad, or about me and Cathy."
"Yeah," Cathy agreed. "Sneaking around is kinda depressing. It must be nice to be able to screw without worrying about getting caught. But I guess our parents are too uptight for us to do it all together."
"Why don't you just set it up so they'll catch you?" Mrs. Wilson suggested. "I'm sure you two are clever enough to do that, and then maybe we'll all of us get together. I'm sure I'd enjoy your father, and your mother has always interested me, with those lovely boobs of hers."
"Now that makes sense," Cathy agreed, but before Mrs. Wilson could make a suggestion they heard the click of the downstairs door opening, signaling the arrival of Mr. Wilson.
Mrs. Wilson scrambled to her feet and moved toward the door, promising her youngsters she'd be right back. Quick to seize the opportunity, Laurie crawled up the length of Rob's body, taking care to make sure that as much of her body as possible scraped over Rob's resting cock.
Rob turned to his sister and planted his lips on hers, giving her a long, lingering kiss. Not to neglect Laurie, he turned to her and gave her a long, deep kiss as well. His cock was beginning to stir again, and he couldn't decide where to put it. Before he could pay any more attention to the two young nymphs that cuddled by his side, he heard Mr. Wilson's booming voice summoning them downstairs for sandwiches and suddenly he became aware that he was ravenously hungry, so he scooped himself off the floor, helped Cathy and Laurie up, and then followed them downstairs.
CHAPTER FOUR
Dinner turned out to be sandwiches, big thick sandwiches consisting of thick slabs of meat between chunks of bread. By the time they had gotten downstairs Mr. Wilson had stripped down to his shorts and Rob could see a huge bulge pressing against the clean white cloth. Wilson had given Rob a big handshake and then pointed to a chair next to him, indicating that Rob should sit there.
"I always like to get something to eat before I start fucking so I'll have the energy to finish anything I start," he laughed as he took a big bite out of a sandwich, and a gulp of beer. "Go ahead, dig in."
Rob didn't need a second invitation. He grabbed the biggest sandwich on the tray and took a king-sized bite out of it. Cathy and Laurie approached Mr. Wilson and started to give him kisses, which he returned as he chewed on his sandwich.
"Nice and young," he said to Rob as the girls pulled up chairs and started eating too. "Just the way I like them. My wife tells me you've been busy while I was still at work."
"Ummm," Rod nodded continuing to busy himself with his sandwich.
"A little back-door action, I hear," Wilson grinned. Rob blushed, and tried in his sandwich.
"The boy's blushing," Wilson laughed, as he grinned at his wife. "Did you enjoy it, love?"
"God, yes," she breathed clearing her throat. "Tell him how much, maybe he'll stop blushing," Wilson commanded.
"I enjoyed it so much that I'd like him to ream me again right now," she smiled, looking around the table and acknowledging her husband's broad smile. "I'd like him to shove his prick up my ass as deep as he can, and then I'd like to feel that prick all the way down my throat. By then my cunt will be begging to sample that lovely stiff weapon."
"Now you can stop your blushing," Wilson smiled. "You're a certified stud. Anyone who can get that bitch ranting and raving about cock has got to be good."
Rob smiled self-consciously. The idea of sitting around the table nude with his sister, her girlfriend, and her girlfriend's parents was still new to him and he felt slightly uncomfortable.
"Now, how are we going to split up tonight?" Wilson asked as he looked around the table. "Should we draw lots?"
"You can draw anything you want," Mrs. Wilson said, "as long as I start out with Rob. I've only had him one way and it has been a while since I've had someone besides you, dear."
"Okay," Wilson said. "I'll start out with these two tender specimens here and then we'll all meet downstairs."
"Come on Rob," Mrs. Wilson said, rising from the table and leading him out to the hallway where she led him down to the basement. "We have an extra-large shower down here and we're both a bit sweaty so why don't we get comfortable? There are so many things I want to do with you."
Rob smiled and followed Mrs. Wilson down the stairs to a large, comfortably upholstered playroom, through the room and into a large shower stall that seemed almost half the size of his bedroom at home. Mrs. Wilson stepped in and turned the jets of hot water on and the room was almost instantly filled with steam. She pulled Rob under the water, and he felt the hot jets of the needle spray cut into his body, blasting the sweat off his skin and making him feel fresh again.
"Here," Mrs. Wilson said, "try this liquid soap, it'll make you smell as delicious as you are."
Her deep throaty voice sent a shiver up Rob's spine. He could almost feel her throat vibrate as she uttered each word, staring him straight in the eye. She poured some of the soap into her hand and the passed the bottle to him. She started soaping the length of her body, cupping her small breasts in her hands and carefully soaping each nipple, working her way down the length of her torso and her legs, massaging the soap thoroughly into the thick bush of dark hair that protruded prominently from the triangle of flesh that was formed where her legs came together, and then massaged some along the dark slit that was just barely visible through the thick forest of hair.
"I'll get you nice and soapy in just a minute, lover," she breathed coming up behind him. She reached her hands under his armpits, tipped the bottle he held in one hand so that the soap poured into her other palm and then hugged Rob tightly so that her torso smeared soap along his back. Rob could feel her breasts poking into his back and he could feel her deliberately slip and slide along his back, transferring the soap from her tits to his body. His cock, already fully erect, began throbbing.
Mrs. Wilson dipped her hands together and spread soap over them and then brought her hands to Rob's neck and dug her fingers into his muscles. He felt a sharp pain followed by a wave of pleasure spread through his body as his muscles rippled underneath Mrs. Wilson's skilled fingers.
Now she moved her hands around his torso and under his armpits and opened them wide, spreading the soap thickly over his chest and the few scraggly hairs that encircled his nipples with wide, strong circular movements.
"Mrs. Wilson-"
"Call me Vikki," she breathed. "My mother loved Victoria, but that's a bit too formal, isn't it, Robbie?"
"Uh, Vikki," Rob breathed. "Stop it. I want you now."
"Hold it in a bit longer, lover, it'll feel better that way," she breathed, burying her mouth in his neck and biting gently while dropping her hands down the length of his torso to grip his cock. "You weren't kidding. It does feel swollen. Come on."
With the water still pouring out of the needle-spray shower, she led him across the stall to where a towel bar had been hung up near the ceiling. They were out of the spray now, and, without turning around, Vikki put her hands up to the towel bar and hung on tightly, exposing her ass to Rob.
"Give it to me up the ass again," she breathed. "Shove it into me. I want to feel your meat split me apart."
Rob didn't need another invitation. He could see the small knot of muscles protruding from the gentle crack that split the two globes of her ass. This time there was a small circle of soapsuds hiding the pinkish muscles that sealed her asshole. This time it would be easier to get in. Rob encircled Vikki with his hands and then let his hands drop to her slit. He inserted the fingers of both hands and pulled the slit wide open, forcing Vikki's body away from the wall. The force of his tugging also made her asshole push solidly against his cock and he felt it slide gently into the crevice and quickly glide all the way up, so high that he felt unbearable pressure on the swollen head of his prick.
Vikki was unprepared for this sudden dual assault and she let out a short strangled cry. Rob dug his fingers deeper into her cunt and felt his way up, letting his fingers slide over her clit, just as he had seen her do to his sister, upstairs. He took a half-step back, letting his cock slip part of the way out of her asshole, and then leaned forward, first crushing her body against the wall and, when her body could yield to his pressure no further, slamming his cock deep into her.
"Don't stop, don't stop," she pleaded through clenched teeth as she felt the fire rage through her insides. Rob had a hard time keeping his grip on her because both their bodies were thoroughly soaped up and soaking wet, but he leaned backward and again slammed forward, hammering his tool deep into her.
"Pour yourself into me, pour it in," she begged as Rob started to feel her body twitch madly. It was a feeling he had experienced about an hour ago when he had last rammed his cock deeply into Vikki, and he was glad he was feeling it because his own body started telling him that it just couldn't hold back any longer and he felt a stream of his jism come pouring through his cock.
Vikki moaned softly as she felt her asshole fill with Rob's ejaculation, and she let herself hang limp against the wall. Rob, feeling dizzy in the heat of the shower, let himself slip to the floor and, a moment later, Vikki slid down beside Rob and leaned her body against his. Rob could smell the sweat mingled with the sweet smell of the soap.
"Come on, Robbie," Vikki smiled, struggling onto all fours and crawling to the jet spray of water that still continued on the other side of the shower stall. Rob followed her and the jet spray of water slamming into their bodies rudely awakened them, washing the soap from their bodies and the tiredness from their limbs. Vikki sprawled on the ground, letting the shower spray bathe her entire body, spreading her legs wide so it would spray into her cunt, foaming away the soap she had massaged into it. Vikki was obviously getting excited again under the shower as it pierced the triangle of hair covering her love mound and Rob felt his cock stir under the tingling of the spray as he thought of the delicious pussy awaiting him. Vikki started breathing heavily and he could see her body convulse and twist. She was going to come under the shower spray. Rob moved up behind her and clamped his hands on her boobs, feeling the smooth fluid flesh quiver. The nipples started reddening and Rob could feel Vikki's entire body vibrate under his touch.
And the Vikki started coming. Rob watched in fascination-he had never seen anything like it. Vikki's body was thoroughly soaked and her matted hair lay on the tiled floor. Her mouth fell wide open and short grunts escaped almost as if she were trying and failing to articulate a word. Her head rolled from side to side and her arms were spread out, limp and useless. Her body quivered slightly and her midsection fluttered up and down, rising from the floor and falling back down as the waves of orgasmic pleasure sent convulsions through her body. Water from the shower spray ricocheted off the floor and off her body, creating a fine mist through which Rob watched all this. His hands were still planted firmly on her tits, and he could feel the nerve energy coursing through them.
Finally it ended. For a moment Vikki lay still and then she asked Rob to turn off the water. He scampered to his feet and wrenched the handles into the off position. The large shower stall was perfectly still except for the labored breathing of Vikki and the slight drip-drip from the shower head.
"Robbie," she panted. "Pick me up and carry me into the other room; lay me down on the shag rug."
Rob kneeled down and cradled Vikki in his arms, holding her tightly as the water drip-dropped from their bodies and splattered to the floor. He inched his way to the door and then through into the playroom that occupied the remainder of the basement. Near the center of the room was an elaborate shag rug and Rob staggered to it. For all her slenderness, Vikki was nevertheless a very heavy dead weight, and Rob's cock was erect and throbbing, aching to be shoved into a tight twat, but it looked as if Vikki would be out of commission for a while. He hunched over and lowered her dripping body to the rug and straightened up, looking down at her. For a moment he thought of going upstairs-he had not yet humped Cathy, and there was still Laurie's asshole to explore. But Vikki interrupted her thoughts.
"Robbie, fuck me," she breathed. "I want to feel your meat penetrate me. Screw me, lover." As she spoke she spread her legs wide, lowered her hands to her hairy triangle and pulled her cunt lips wide apart. Rob had seen pink twat before, but never had he seen such deliciously wet cunt. Vikki's cunt lay widespread before him from the delicious little knob of her clit all the way down to the fleshy base of the twat, just an inch from the delicious asshole into which he had twice poured his essence. He didn't need a second invitation. Robbie got to his knees between Vikki's open legs and leaned forward, cupping her breasts between his hands and kneading them. Pushing them together and pulling them apart.
Robbie gripped his cock in his hands, aimed it at the narrow slit that was pried open by Vikki's hands, and rammed it home, feeling the tight cunt spread to accept his tool. A short, sharp grunt leaped from Vikki's lips and Rob could feel her body shudder as his cock slid home. He wrapped his arms around her, pinning her arms to her side and arched his back to withdraw his dick from her slit. Vikki whimpered as she felt it slide part of the way out of her, but the whimper changed abruptly to a grunt as Rob slammed it back in, feeling his tool bang against the rear of her tight vagina.
Rob had never before felt so tight a cunt, not his mother's, not Cathy's, not Laurie's. He pulled out again, and felt Vikki's labia grip his cock, then he slammed in again and felt the shudder. He repeated it again and again. It felt delicious, each time his cock growing more and more sensitive. He felt the pressure within his own cock building, and he felt his balls begin to ache with their load. Rob also felt the shudders of Vikki's body growing deeper and more pronounced with each slam of his cock.
Without warning Rob began to feel his cock grow very tender. The chafing of his cock against the wet yet rough sides of Vikki's cunt was about to make him pop off. He felt one drop and then another inch its way down the long tube of his prick. The small drops changed to spurts and one spurt followed another. He was coming, he was coming and he was pouring himself into Vikki's cunt, feeling the liquid slosh out of him and into her narrow opening. He could no longer continue to thrust into her and he lay very still atop her quivering body-a body that was also in the throes of orgasm, paralyzed as shudders of delight raced through it.
Rob's body ached and he felt a huge wave of relief spread through his body as the last glob of come raced through his cock and found its way up the long, narrow canal in which his cock was embedded. Rob felt the blood rush out of his cock and he felt his tool begin to relax and droop. He was satisfied and was glad that his cock was going limp so he could rest for a while. He rolled off Vikki and let his back rest against the shag carpet.
Rob lifted his head slightly and surveyed his body. It was still soaking wet, though now it was wet with a mixture of water from the shower and sweat from his exertion. He could feel his chest heaving, and looking the length of his body he could see his chest heave, too, as tiny rivulets of sweat ran down along the curves of his body. Between his legs, almost propped up on the nest of hair at the juncture of his thighs, lay his cock, limp and flaccid, its head pointing, oddly enough, toward Vikki. It was covered with a thin film of slime, a mixture of his own come and the juice from Vikki's crevice.
Rob looked over toward Vikki and shifted slightly, leaning on an elbow so he could get a better view of her. She, too, was soaked from head to foot, a puddle of liquid forming on the rich shag rug under her. Her head was turned toward Rob and her mouth hung half open. The only discernible movement was the labored breathing and the rise and fall of her small breasts. Her nipples had lost their erection, and the aureoles at the points of her breasts were a mottled dark brown in color. Tiny droplets of sweat ran down her sides to the rug. The hair at her cunt was soaking wet, matted and pressed against her body so that Rob could see her cunt lips, which were now tightly closed, with almost no pink showing.
Vikki sighed, and Rob could see her eyes open, and her face break into a smile. Rob started to say something, but Vikki quickly put her finger to her lips to indicate "Shhhh!" The basement was still deathly quiet except for the occasional drip-drip from the shower and their own labored breathing. Every now and then there was a very faint giggle that could be heard from upstairs, but neither Rob nor Vikki could tell whose voice it was.
Vikki propped herself up on one elbow and surveyed Rob's body. She put one hand on his chest and pushed him down onto the rug, and then swiveled around and got to her knees. She ran her hand all the way down his chest and back up again, letting her fingernails scrape gently over his skin. Vikki's treatment felt good. She moved her hands down Rob's torso again, this time combing her fingers through the soaked bush of hair around his cock. She was very careful not to touch the prick itself, just the bush around it, and Rob felt a thrill shoot through is body.
Her hands were clammy and soggy, but they felt good and Rob could almost detect a stirring in his cock, as it shifted among his hair. Vikki shook her head wildly back and forth to get her hair out of her eyes and sent a spray of water around the room. Vikki moved slightly back so that she was just even with Rob's midsection, and lowered herself so that she was resting on her knees, her legs folded under her. She bent over and Rob could see her tits come to rest against her thighs and he could see that she enjoyed the sensation of her body touching itself. Rob could also see that Vikki's mouth had opened into a small tight circle, almost as small and as tight as the knot of muscles that clenched her asshole shut, and that she was pressing her open mouth against the soft head of his cock.
Rob felt a thrill shoot through him as her cherry-red lips pressed down on his cockhead, and gradually opened wide enough so that the head of the cock could slip into her mouth and come into contact with her tongue, which wrapped itself around the head and lapped at it.
This treatment was too much for Rob to take and he felt his cock rise to the occasion again. Getting larger and larger as blood rushed through his body and poured itself into the arteries and veins of his dick. Rob felt his entire body tingle as his cock rapidly stiffened and filled Vikki's mouth. He expected that part of his meat would be sticking out of her mouth, but he was in for a surprise. Vikki shifted and readjusted her body and then opened her mouth even wider, letting the rapidly growing cock slide down her throat. She even moved her head closer to his body, her lips almost coming into contact with his bush, so that almost his entire cock, from stem to head was crammed into her throat.
Rob could see that Vikki's face was twisted into a grimace, and he could see her nostrils flare as she struggled to breathe with the massive tool shoved into her throat, but she was enjoying it and wouldn't let up. She slid her head up about three inches, letting that much cock slide out of her mouth, and turned her head toward Rob, letting him see what his thick rod jammed into her mouth looked like. Then she turned her head back toward his crotch and gently slid her head down, taking the rod back into her throat.
This was a new sensation for Rob who now realized just how tight a throat could be-and how deep. She must have swallowed at least seven inches of meat and she was relishing it. Rob's cock was impregnated with his own come and the pussy juice that it had soaked up inside Vikki's twat, and it slid easily in and out of Vikki's throat. Each time she swallowed some of her own saliva to lubricate her throat, and each time she tried to draw air into her lungs via her nostrils, Rob felt a ripple of pressure travel the length of his cock. It was almost as if his cock were being milked and the pressure on it was growing too intense.
Rob felt Vikki start to gulp rapidly and he could feel the shivers travel up and down his cock rapidly. Before one shiver of delight ebbed, another flowed forward to take its place. Rob's head rolled back and forth. He had tried to prop himself up on one elbow so he could watch himself being blown, but now the waves of pleasure were too intense and he had to lie back.
Vikki moved her head up and down and gulped quickly, coughing slightly every now and then, but not lessening her assault on his cock. She wanted to drink his sperm and was doing her best to milk his essence out of his body. The small amount of sperm on his cock when she had first taken it into her mouth tasted good and now she wanted a king-sized milkshake shot down her throat. Rob's cock began to twitch and Vikki know that at any moment his come would be shooting into her. She braced herself against the rug and continued her movements up and down. She felt that first delicious drop leak gently from the tiny tube that led to the opening of Rob's cock, but that wasn't enough. She cupped her hand around the base of Rob's cock, the only part of it that wasn't stuffed into her throat, and started pumping up and down.
Rob's body arched and twisted as he felt he could take no more of this assault. At last he surrendered, letting his sperm course through his prick and shoot into Vikki's mouth. Caught by surprise, Vikki coughed and let some of the sperm dribble through her tightly clenched lips. But she didn't mind because there was more pouring into her. She pulled her head back and let more of Rob's cock escape from her mouth so that there would be more room for the come.
She felt one spurt and then another and then a third. Great gobs of the creamy white liquid shot into her mouth, propelled by the jerky spurts of Rob's dick. Tiny droplets of the liquid leaked from Vikki's lips as she fought to drink it all in, hold Rob's cock in her mouth and breathe all at the same time. But she applied herself busily, until Rob's cock, its load spent, had shrunk back to its original size.
Vikki lifted her head and drew a deep breath, coughing slightly as a bit of the sperm went down her windpipe. She wiped her hand across her face, gathering in the last of Rob's sticky man juice and then licking it off her fingers. She wasn't letting a drop go to waste. She smiled at Rob, who had propped himself up on one elbow again, and was surveying her as she licked the last of his come from her fingers.
"You enjoyed that, huh?" she asked, smiling, her voice even rougher and huskier than usual due to the reaming her throat had just taken.
"Yeah, almost as much as you did," Rob countered, grinning as Vikki struggled to clear her throat and swallow.
"You really are too big for that sort of thing, just a tiny bit too big," she grinned back, "but I loved it anyway."
Rob struggled to all fours and pushed Vikki down on her back, pulling her legs apart. He felt a sudden hunger for more cunt, even though his cock was only partly engorged.
"No," Vikki breathed, resisting him. "Let's go upstairs. I want to feel Dick hump me."
"You mean you want Dick's dick," Rob said grinning at his minor witticism.
CHAPTER FIVE
Rob had wanted another crack at Vikki's surprisingly tight cunt-he had thought that women of her age would have looser twats, like his mother's, for example-but he was glad that they were going upstairs because he was looking forward to Cathy and Laurie and was wondering what the two of them and Mr. Wilson-Dick-were up to. He had caught a glimpse of Dick's stiff cock, but only as a bulge in his underwear. He had gotten the feeling that it was larger than his and wondered how he would ever get it into the tiny little crevice of his wife. In fact, he now wondered how the Wilsons had managed to screw years ago, when Vikki's twat was even tighter.
The thought of that cunt, and the two young pussies awaiting him upstairs, got him turned on again. Life was so much more beautiful when his cock was getting all the loving it needed. In fact, even walking up the stairs arm-in-arm with Vikki was fun, especially the way she carefully made sure that her hip brushed against his cock with each step up.
The giggles and laughter from the master bedroom grew louder as they got closer, and Rob grew more excited, especially when he and Vikki walked through the door to be greeted by Cathy and Laurie, both on their knees, busily sucking Dick's massive tool. Rob had never seen a tool like it-longer than he had imagined and thick as the limb of a tree, and a bright, full-blooded red.
Dick was perched on the edge of the double bed that dominated the room, with Cathy and Laurie on their knees, resting against his legs. Cathy was on his right and Laurie on his left. He had one hand on each girl's head, and they bent to their tasks with relish, holding his cock in their hands and working their tongues up and down its length. Obviously neither of these two had Vikki's ability to open wide and swallow the whole cock, and Rob doubted whether even Vicki could handle a prick so large.
Cathy and Laurie barely noticed the new arrivals and continued with their sucking, and now Rob noticed that while they were working over Dick's generous chunk of meat, their free hands were also busy-turning each other on. He could see that Cathy had a handful of Laurie's tits and that Laurie had buried her hand in Cathy's twat. Furthermore, as they licked up and down the long tool between them, they would pause to let their lips meet in a long lingering kiss, separated only by the thickness of Dick's piece. Rob could see Dick's cock begin to twitch and Dick's breathing became heavier, almost like a snore. Taking this as a signal, Cathy and Laurie switched their attention and their tongues-to Dick's balls, which were full and pressing against his scrotum.
Dick had the most angelic of all smiles on his face as he rocked back and forth in the sitting position. Though busy with Dick's tool, the girls weren't neglecting each other. Cathy dug deeply into Laurie's tits, scraping across them with her fingernails, and Laurie buried three of her fingers deep inside Cathy's twat, wiggling those fingers back and forth.
A short low groan escaped from Dick's lips and Rob could see that he was about to come. So could the girls and they stopped playing with each other. Dick planted his hands on the edge of the bed so he could continue to sit up, and the girls knelt before his massive cock, with Laurie gripping it tightly around the base to cut off the flow of jism.
Quickly, the two positioned themselves in front of Dick's aching cock, and only then did Laurie release her grip on her father's tool and let his milky load shoot onto her lips and drip down to her chest. Jealous, Cathy elbowed Laurie aside and placed her own body in the way of the jet stream of come. Soon her lithe young torso was covered with it, and when Dick blew his load, the two released him and let him fall back, turning their attention to each other.
Still on their knees, Laurie and Cathy turned to each other and embraced, rubbing their tits against each other and massaging the come into each other's body. Watching the two of them rub against each other, tit slide over tit, and hands massaging firmly rounded backsides, proved to be a bigger turn-on than Rob expected. But that wasn't all; now Laurie and Cathy engaged in a long, deep soul-kiss, exploring each other's mouth with their tongues and lapping up stray traces of Dick's come that hadn't been eagerly swallowed earlier.
Laurie fell back and Cathy leaned forward to lick the cum off her tits, the small pointy boobs tipped with erect red nipples. The golden orbs of Cathy's ass were high in the air, and just below the tight little asshole, Rob could see the reddish-pink flaps of his sister's slit, slightly parted with small dewdrop-like droplets of liquid oozing from them.
Rob's cock was sending him a message loud and clear: "I need cunt." And his sister's cunt was practically wide open and begging for it! Rob moved behind his sister, got to his knees and, gripping his cock that had now swollen back to its full size, inserted it carefully, like a bookmark between pages, between the lips of his sister's twat.
Cathy hardly missed a beat in her lapping of the come off Laurie's chest, but she did let out a sigh as she felt her brother's cock slide into her well-greased pussy. She moved her legs wide apart so that the cock could penetrate deeper inside her and let her body react to the pole which had been jammed between her legs. Cathy shifted slightly again, and with her tongue still eagerly lapping the mixed sweat and sperm from her girlfriend's young tits, started moving her ass backwards to meet the thrust of her brother's tool.
Cathy's head was sliding back and forth on Laurie's chest, her hair rubbing roughly against the tender nipples of Laurie. Now Cathy forgot all about Laurie. Rob's slamming of his cock deep into the velvet sleeve of her crevice was driving her crazy, and the contact with the smooth skin below her was adding to the sensation. Cathy fell forward, her whole body covering Laurie's, their breasts rubbing against one another again, and their sweat mingling. Rob fell forward, too, without missing a beat, his cock still firmly entrenched in Cathy's slit, but now he could feel Laurie's arms reach up and wrap themselves around him, reach up and bury their fingernails into the skin of his back and scrape long and hard along his spinal column.
Shivers of pain raced through Rob's body, but he couldn't stop humping his sister, who, crushed between her brother and Laurie, started to come, her back arching and her body convulsing from the double pounding she was getting. Cathy found it harder and harder to breathe, and at last, her body aching and bright red splotches all over her skin, she slithered out from between her sandwich and rolled to the floor gasping for breath.
The moment she did this, Laurie drew her legs up revealing her waiting twat which was so thoroughly lubricated that Rob's meat slipped right between the full red lips of her crevice. And though Rob didn't skip a beat when he slipped into Laurie he immediately felt the new roughness of this cunt and he could also feel himself banging against the back of it, a shiver of pain racing through Laurie's body each time his tool slammed itself against the back of her cunt.
Laurie started to come, but Rob still had not had enough so he continued his pounding, pulling out and slamming home again, despite the startled grunts of Laurie and her convulsions which made it almost impossible for him to remain inside her. But the only effect of this pounding was that Laurie started having a second orgasm atop her first one, her head rolling back and forth, her body straining up against Rob's, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, trying to slow him down.
Rob ignored her. He was seized by a deep animal need and he would fulfill himself no matter what. Laurie could practically feel her cunt being torn apart inside and her grunted pleas for mercy went unheeded. Vikki's cunt after the shower, and her throat, and even before that Rob's two trips up her rear door, were all a prelude to this, and now he was going to have his biggest damn spurt of sperm yet. But he needed more time to build up to it and he was going to take all the time in the world, whether Laurie liked it or not.
Laurie's cunt had stopped secreting its juices and now her cunt was dry as a piece of sandpaper, but Rob hammered on, adding a right-to left twist to his forward and backward slam and continued his rhythm despite Laurie's whimpered pleas for mercy. Soon her cunt would be properly wet again, Rob thought to himself, as he banged his cock deeply into her. Soon he would pour out his biggest load yet and finally satisfy his intense craving to relieve the pressure on his balls. And the pressure continued to build until even Rob could stand it no more and yet the sperm did not pour out. Rob was beginning to get very frustrated as his cock started to grow raw from the severe abrasion of the pounding against Laurie's sore crevice.
Suddenly he became aware of Vikki behind him, her hand resting on his ass, and then her breathing against his sweaty skin. Her fingernails scraped lightly along his ass and touched briefly the small knot of muscles around his asshole that was now exposed as he continued banging his flesh into Vikki's daughter. And then he felt her moist tongue flick lightly over his asshole and then enter the knot of muscles and force them apart. He could almost feel fireworks go off in his brain as the slightly rough, very moist tongue twisted around the knot of muscles reaming him out, and then suddenly the fireworks went off in his body as well and he could feel his ocean of sperm break loose and come coursing through the long tube at the base of his cock and propel itself into Laurie.
Vikki quickly withdrew her tongue and Rob collapsed on top of Laurie, letting his cock shoot its load deep into her. Laurie's mingled cries of joy and pain gave way to a long sigh of delight as she felt her cunt being properly hosed down by the sticky stream of sweet come. Rob practically slipped off Laurie, so wet with sweat was his body, but he steadied himself and continued to ride her until the last of his jism had poured itself out. Then he allowed himself to half roll over and half slide to the thick bedroom carpet.
Rob must have fallen asleep, though he didn't know for how long, because the next thing he was aware of was a long low series of moans, and when he opened his eyes he could see Vikki perched atop Dick, her hands planted on his chest, riding up and down on his stiff tool. The moans grew louder each time Vikki settled down close atop Dick and his massive hunk of meat sank deep into her crevice. Rob could even see Dick wince and imagined the tight squeeze he must have felt each time Vikki's crevice swallowed up his entire tool. There was no doubt about it, Vikki's cunt was just too small and she would rather have used her throat or her asshole.
Rob also became aware of Cathy and Laurie lying on the carpet near him. They were curled up together, touching gently, exchanging a caress and a kiss, their attention focused on Laurie's parents as Vikki moved up and down slowly, letting Dick's cock slide out, and then in again. Both Vikki and Dick shuddered as the combined waves of pleasure and pain raced through their bodies.
Rob blinked his eyes and tried to shake the sleep from his eyes. He was still only vaguely aware of his surroundings, of Laurie and Cathy gently loving each other, and of Vikki and Dick-his parents' friends-screwing before his very eyes.
And as he cleared the sleep from his eyes he became aware of Vikki suddenly frozen stiff as she perched atop her husband, his cock shooting its load into her as she came. Her head rolled back, her mouth open, her eyes shut tight as a blinding light seared through her consciousness. For a moment both lovers were frozen into a weird tableau, and then, as if in slow motion, Vikki fell forward, her body covering Dick's just for a moment before she rolled over and lay beside him-both of them completely spent.
The phone rang shrilly, suddenly shattering the post-fucking calm. Rob froze and looked around uncertainly. The sudden sound frightened him, but before he could react, before Dick and Vikki could make a move, Laurie scurried across the room and seized the phone before it could finish its second ring. Calm was restored. Rob shook his head, clearing the last traces of his stupor. He could hear Laurie saying that they were just leaving. He moved slowly to his feet.
"That was your parents," Laurie said, approaching Rob. "They were a bit worried be cause it's almost ten o'clock and you're not home yet. I told them you were just leaving."
"Yeah, I guess we better get going," Rob said, looking around for his clothing.
"Better take a shower first," Vikki cautioned, struggling to one elbow. "You smell like you've been screwing the entire Women's Army Corps."
"I thought I was," Rob laughed, grabbing Cathy's arm and pulling her down to the basement.
Once in the shower and thoroughly soaped up, Cathy turned to Rob with a quizzical look in her eye. "You must have been really frustrated that first night we screwed."
"Yeah," Rob grunted, washing the soap from his body. "I was out with Cindy and she wouldn't let me touch her."
"She's a real prick tease," Cathy grunted, "everyone knows that."
"I'd still like to get into her pants," Rob said as they stepped from the shower and started toweling each other dry.
"Don't waste your time," Cathy said. "What I'd like to do is get all four of us swinging and then get Mother-and Father to join us with the Wilsons."
"Nah," Rob grunted, struggling into his pants. "Our parents are hopeless squares, they'll never go for it."
"You never can tell," said Dick as he and Vikki came downstairs to see their guests to the door. "Maybe we can ease them in one at a time or something."
"Well, Mother said that next week when Father is off at his seminar, she'd spend the whole night teaching me," Rob said.
"Teaching you," Vikki smiled. "That's a laugh, you could probably teach her a couple of tricks."
"I don't know," Rob said. "Last time we only did some straight fucking and sucking. Maybe she really is more adventurous."
"Well, she certainly needs more than Father to keep her satisfied," Cathy said. "I can tell you that from personal experience."
"Maybe Daddy can seduce her here one night," Laurie suggested. "I mean while we're in the other room, and then we can come in and catch her, so she'll have no choice but to swing with us."
"Yeah, I could go for that," Dick laughed. "I could sure go for those tits. No offense, Vikki."
"No offense, especially if I get a shot at him right afterwards," Vikki grinned, giving Dick a squeeze around the waist.
"Let's talk about it more the next time," Dick suggested, as Rob and Cindy headed toward home.
CHAPTER SIX
The week went by slowly and Rob learned the sad truth about fucking: Once you've started, it's hard to stop. Cathy rejected all his advances, complaining that the championship volleyball game was coming up and she was in training. He and his mother didn't have a chance to get together because his father was around all the time and he couldn't find an excuse to go over to the Wilsons, where there were two fine pieces of ass awaiting him.
When Thursday finally rolled around, Rob was almost quivering with excitement. His father was fussing around packing his bags, and his mother was doing some laundry and helping his father get ready. She was also busy getting some things together for Cathy who was going to spend the night before the big game at the home of a teammate. Tonight he would find out what his mother had planned for him.
His father's car pulled out of the driveway at last-it seemed to take hours for the car to finally move down the driveway. Cathy was going to be dropped off by her father, and when the car disappeared from sight, Rob turned to his mother, who smiled softly and beckoned him with her bent finger. Rob smiled and walked towards her. There was a definite swagger to his walk and his mother smiled when she saw it. He stopped only when he stood toe to toe with her, snaked his arms around her and drew her to him, his mouth coming down over hers and his tongue probing deep into her mouth and seeking out her tongue. She yielded, smiling.
"I fixed us some sandwiches," she said when he pulled his mouth from hers. "And you better eat now because I'm not going to let you get any rest once we get started. Tonight I'm going to use you like you've never been used before."
"That's fine with me, Mother," Rob grinned, as he put his arm around her and walked with her to the kitchen.
"I think you can stop calling me Mother," she said. "We're lovers now, and when we're playing the role of lovers you should call me by my name."
"Okay, Angela," Rob said, letting the name role off his tongue, and sampling the sound of it. "Angela."
Rob wolfed down two sandwiches and washed them down with icy cold milk. Angela just nibbled at one sandwich, her appetite geared up for another kind of fulfillment. Ron chewed silently; his mother fidgeted as she ate, looking longingly at her son, just now entering his manhood.
"Why don't we start with a nice hot bath," she said as Rob polished off his second sandwich and was still chewing its remains. "You finish up here. I'll get the tub going."
It took Rob only two minutes to polish off the remainder of his sandwich and bolt up the stairs to his parents' bathroom, but Angela had things well under way by the time he got there. The tub was half-full and she was half-naked, stripped to the waist, her large tits quivering with excitement. Rob walked to her and embraced her, then stepped away and cupped her boobs in his hands, staring at them as if evaluating them. Angela was wearing a tight skirt and Rob reached around and moved the zipper at the rear down and then pushed the skirt down over her well-fleshed hips. Memories of that first hurried session in the garage flooded through Rob's mind. Tonight would not be like that. Tonight Rob would explore every crevice of his mother's body at his leisure.
"Let's get into the tub, now, please," Angela breathed. "I'm going to come right here and now."
Rob pulled his polo shirt over his head and flung it out the door and followed it with his pants and undershorts. He kicked his shoes off and pulled his socks off, almost falling over as he lost his balance in his haste. Angela had pulled her panties off and was waiting in the tub, looking up at Rob whose large erection cast a shadow over her face as he stepped into the steaming tub. She reached up and wrapped her fist around his cock as he lowered himself into the tub and pumped her fist up and down its length, feeling it throb in her hand.
Angela reached behind her and seized the soap and rubbed it over her son's stiff dick and massaged it into his silky tight skin, running her fingers through the bed of hair in which his cock rested and cupping his balls in her hands. Rob lay back and let the waves of pleasure race through his body as he lay back in the steaming water which almost numbed his skin. Angela spread the soap on her breasts and then dipped them down so they would bracket Rob's cock and moved back and forth, the soapy cock slipping smoothly over the soaped soft skin of her tits. Rob closed his eyes and allowed the fireworks to go off in his mind. He ached to come, but he held back. He didn't want to come until his cock was firmly planted in his mother's cunt. He wanted his body atop hers, crushing it, feeling himself pressing down on her tits.
"Let's get out of here," Rob croaked. "I want to stuff your cunt."
The two quickly rose from the tub and toweled each other dry. Angela rough-toweled Rob's cock and it twitched under her ministration. Rob concentrated his efforts on those big tits that so captivated him, but did not neglect his mother's golden patch of hair through which he could see the loose lips of her crevice, which was all set to receive his tool. He also worked his way carefully over the length of the crack that divided the two fleshy globes of her ass. The flesh was surprisingly firm, he thought, and he paid careful attention to the knot of muscles that ringed her asshole, wondering if it had ever been penetrated and sure that tonight he would drive his cock through it.
Three short steps to the bedroom. Four more steps to the large bed, which, tonight, had a fake fur covering thrown over it to provide a sensual touch. Angela moved to kiss her son, but her careful washing of Rob had got him superheated. He was in no mood for foreplay. Maybe later. But now he wanted his mother under him, her legs spread to receive his meat. He pushed her to the bed and she fell back on it, quickly sliding back and spreading her legs wide. She moved her hands to the triangle of hair hiding her pussy and pulled it apart to show her open red cunt-lips to her son.
"Come Robbie, stuff your meat into me," she whispered. "Drive your tool into my gash. Hump me, fuck-"
Her breathy pleas were cut short when Rob moved quickly onto the bed and aimed his cock at the target his mother presented him. Her cunt was soaking wet with anticipation, and, with her cunt held open by her hands, there was no resistance as Rob first placed the swollen head of his stiff cock against the fleshy pink opening and then leaned forward, driving his tool deep into her cunt. The first rush of pleasure as Rob felt his mother's cunt muscles grip his cock almost caused him to pass out. It had been a week since he'd last had a piece of tail and he had forgotten how good his mother's twat could be.
Angela brought her hands up to her fits and bunched them up, pushing them against her son's chest. Her tits had fallen back against her chest and now they stuck out, their flame-red nipples rubbing against Rob's smooth, hairless chest. Angela let her head roll back and forth as the shock of his cock pressing deep into her swept over her body. She wanted to feel the cock deeper inside her, so she drew her legs up and locked them around Rob's waist, bringing her cunt walls closer around the stiff cock. Rob's tool now penetrated deeper and she could feel it pressing against her back wall. It felt good and she wanted more.
"Ride me, ride me hard," she breathed through clenched teeth as she fought to regain control of her body. "Slam your meat into me, make my cunt ache-"
Always an obedient son, Rob drew his cock back and then slammed it forward, feeling the delicious sensations of tingling spread from his cock through his entire body. The strangled grunt that escaped his mother's lips told Rob that he had done it just right, so he repeated the motion precisely. His swollen cock twitched as he drew it back for the third time. He could feel his mother draw a deep breath and when he pounded his body against her, slamming his cock to the deepest part of his cunt, he could feel the air he knocked out of her lungs whoosh by his ear. He could also feel her tender breasts held in her hands pushed up against his chest, scrape against his chest. Her breasts were incredibly soft, but her nipples were hard and pointy and stabbed into Rob's chest. They were driving him mad. As soon as he had his first orgasm, as soon as he shot his first milky white load into his eagerly awaiting mother, he would address himself to those tits, would suck them until his mother begged him to stop.
But now Angela's cunt awaited him and he turned his full attention to the crevice into which his tool was wedged. He could feel his mother clasp and unclasp the muscles that were embedded throughout the length of her crevice. Each clench of her muscles sent a shiver racing through Rob's cock, as if she were trying to wring the come from him. Rob drew back again and slammed his body against his mother. The contact of their hips, the pressure of his chest against her tits, was raising his temperature. Rob could feel rivulets of sweat drip down his body as it came into contact with Angela's.
Suddenly he felt his body go rigid. The pressure inside his balls had built to impossible levels and now the come was beginning to pour down through his cock. He could feel that first blessed spurt of come shoot into Angela's crevice, and as it did he could feel her start to come, too. Angela let her breasts fall back and wrapped her hands around Rob's neck, hugging him tightly, her noisy breathing and panting echoing in his ear. The second spurt of come shot through his cock and suddenly the floodgates were open and his sperm squirted into his mother in short bursts, with each burst sending her further and further out. Angela tightened her grip around her son's neck and gasped as the sperm filled her almost to overflowing.
They lay still for a moment, with Rob's cock still inside her crevice. Even before he slipped it out, however, it started regaining its firmness. Angela wrapped her arms around Rob, trying to hold his body atop hers and to keep his cock inside her, but Rob had another idea and he struggled against her grasp and broke free and rolled over. The cool air on his chest felt good and his stiff cock, still soaking wet with the combined wetness of his come and her pussy juice, felt good.
"Turn over," he whispered. "I want to show you something."
"What?" Angela smiled. "What do you want to do to me? I'll bet you want to stick your nice . tool into my asshole. Is that what you want?"
"Uh-huh."
"Let me get my cream," Angela said, rolling over so she could reach into her night table. It took a moment and she rolled back, presenting the jar of slippery cream to Rob.
"You and Dad must do it often, huh?" he asked.
"No, we never do it," Angela replied. "I used that for my dildo."
"What's that?"
"I'll show you later," Angela breathed. "Now I want to feel that nice cock of yours shoved up my ass-it's been so long since I've had cock shoved up my ass. I want to feel you there, Robbie. I want you to pour yourself into my asshole."
Rob unscrewed the cap of the jar and dipped two of his fingers into it, scooping up a gob of cream. He turned to face Angela, to find that she'd already turned over and stuffed a pillow under her hips to hold her ass up higher. He traced one of his dry fingers along the crack of her ass, switching to one of his creamed fingers when he got to her asshole. He let some of the cream slip from his fingers onto the tight knot of pink muscles that ringed her rear door. He tried to probe into it, but felt it was too tight. Yes, the cream would be a definite necessity to get into the tight asshole of his mother.
Rob pried the greasiest of his fingers into her asshole and could feel the tightness of the muscles gripping it. The muscles yielded and soon he had worked his second finger into her asshole and he spread his fingers slowly, loosening the muscles. He dug deeper into the tight asshole which felt good to his fingers. Angela wriggled and squirmed, short grunts escaping from her lips. She arched her back, spreading the cheeks of her ass so that Rob's fingers could dig deeper into it.
"Now, now," she grunted. "Shove your cock into me. Be rough, be as rough as you want, shove your meat into me."
Rob rolled over onto his mother, his cock resting between the globes of her ass. He pulled it back slightly so that its swollen head was resting against the sphincter, his fingers still buried in her asshole. His cock was still nice and wet from Angela's pussy juice and he pushed it forward, letting the head protrude between the spread muscles of the opening of the asshole. He quickly withdrew his fingers and simultaneously pushed forward, driving his cockhead solidly through the ring of muscles.
Rob felt a shiver of joy race through his body as the muscles of Angela's asshole clamped around his cockhead and gripped it tightly. He pulled back slightly and then pushed forward, driving his cock deeper into her asshole. Angela bucked upward, trying to shove her asshole up towards Rob's driving hips.
"Deeper, deeper," she pleaded, gritting her teeth to block out the pain. "Drive yourself all the way in."
It had been so long since she'd had her ass reamed that it was almost a virgin asshole that Rob drove his cock into. The tightness of the asshole and the muscles locked around his tool was delicious. Rob rocked back and forth, drawing his cock back slightly, but driving it in deeper when he leaned forward, using his weight to hammer his cock all the way in. Angela reached her hands behind her and dug her fingers into the globes of her ass and pulled them apart, trying to make it easier for her son to drive his cock all the way in.
Rub surrendered to his mother, who, despite the fact that she was under him, nevertheless was controlling his penetration. His head was buried in her thick head of richly perfumed hair and his hips were resting on the silky smooth skin of her large firm globular ass cheeks. With her ass resting on the pillow, Angela bucked up and down, drawing her son's cock deeper into her asshole until she could almost feel him tearing her insides. The pain of penetration searing through her body was outweighed by the sexual kick she was experiencing ; the kick of having her ass reamed, of having long-sleeping nerves awakened and put to work, sending shivers of pleasure through her body.
Rob felt beads of perspiration covering his body and he felt himself unable to resist the aching of his balls which were overflowing with come. He drew back and lunged forward, repeating the motion again and again and feeling the exquisite sensation of his cock scraping against the tiny asshole of his mother. Angela bucked up and down trying to keep time with Rob, arching her backside to meet the downward thrust of her son's hips. Up and down they rocked, the bedspring creaking madly as they lunged toward the ultimate orgasm.
"I'm going to come, I'm going to come," Rob panted between thrusts.
"Let loose, fill me up, do it," Angela panted, digging her fingernails into her ass and pulling it open wider.
"I'm going to-"
Angela winced and almost cried out, burying her mouth in the soft fake fur bedcovering to keep from screaming. The pain and pleasure was too intense for her as she felt the searing heat of her son's sperm pour into her little-used asshole.
The power of their double orgasm left both lovers almost completely destroyed, lacking even the energy to even pull apart and roll over. Rob's cock, having shot its load, shriveled and withdrew from Angela's aching asshole, but Rob still lay on his mother's back, feeling his hips press down on her splendid ass and inhaling the heady perfume that clung to her thick hair.
Rob felt himself rolling off his mother, his back resting against the bedcovering, the fake fur tickling him slightly. He was only semiconscious, the room swimming around him as he lay on the bed. He felt his cock stir slightly and was surprised. Twice, in rapid succession, he had poured his load into his mother and he felt that his cock would need a rest. He rolled his head around and realized why his cock was stirring. His mother had rolled over and had taken his shriveled cock into her mouth and was letting his shrunken shaft flop back and forth between her cheeks. Her mouth was warm and wet and the roughness of her tongue felt good against his aching cock. Angela's ass hole had been much tighter than expected, it was even tighter than Vikki's pussy.
Rob was surprised that his mother had not even gotten it up her ass in such a long time. He guessed that his father was a cunt man. Well, let Dad keep Mother's cunt, as long as he could have her asshole. His thoughts turned to the Wilsons and how much fun it would be to see his mother get it up her ass from Dick Wilson's super-sized cock. He wondered if it would ever happen.
"Oh, you're awake," Angela murmured, looking up at her son without letting his cock slip out of her mouth.
"Mmmmmm."
"Are you enjoying this?" she asked.
"Yeah, but there are still a couple of things I'd like to try," Rob breathed.
"I'm all yours, Robbie boy. Do anything you want with me. Your wish is my command," his mother cooed, letting his cock slip out of her mouth and moving up to cuddle him in her arms. Rob could feel her tits leaning against him and he slid down to get his mouth down to them.
"Here," Angela said, moving around and cupping her tits in her hands and offering them to him. Rob moved her hands away and let the tits droop to their natural level. He then cupped them in his own hands and pushed them together. He lowered his face to her tits and sucked first on the right nipple and then on the left, then forcing both nipples together and opening his mouth wide to draw them both in. Angela drew a deep breath and pushed her chest forward so Rob could suck more of her into his mouth. She let her head fall back and relaxed as she felt the tingling spread in circles through her body. This, she thought, was the way sex should be.
Angela rolled over so that she was flat on her back, with Rob atop her, still firmly gripping her tits in his hands and bunching them together so he could suck on both of them at once. His well-muscled young body felt good pressing against her, and she could feel his erect cock pressing against her soft thighs. She spread her thighs slightly to let his firm cock slip between them and then clamped them shut again. His cock was too far down to reach her slit, but it felt good clamped between her legs. Almost on cue, Rob started riding up and down gently, rubbing his inflamed cock between Angela's thighs. Angela gripped her knees together tighter, feeling his engorged rod sliding back and forth as he continued to suck her tits, which were aching with anticipation.
Angela could feel the blood rush to her nipples, and her breasts ached every time Rob bit down a little too hard and sank his teeth too sharply into her tender flesh, but it felt so good. The flesh of her thighs was being pulled back and forth as Rob's hard, dry cock moved up and down in time with his sucking motions. Angela dug her hands into her son's back and clamped him down to her, abandoning herself altogether as she felt the passion sear through her body.
"Oh Robbie, oh Robbie," she breathed. "I want to feel your cock between my tits. I want you to titty-fuck me, please."
Abruptly, Angela spread her legs and started tugging on Rob, trying to pull him up, while she slid down. "Put your cock right here," she begged, motioning to the deep valley that was formed when she pressed her breasts together. Rob slid up her body and let his cock dangle just between her breasts. Angela let her breasts part just long enough for his tool to descend into the valley and then pushed them together again, trapping it between the mounds of soft flesh. Rob relaxed for a moment, luxuriating in the soft satiny feeling of his mother's boobs. Then he started sliding up and down, feeling her soft flesh massage his cock as he moved up and down.
Angela held her breasts up, pushing them together and pushing them up so that her nipples rubbed against Rob's pelvis. His bones pressing down on her nipples felt good, and she squeezed her breasts again, forcing the blood into her nipples which were being rubbed deliciously raw as Rob's cock plunged forward and back, knifing between her aching tits and sending shivers of pleasure racing through her body. Rob's groin was just inches from her face, and almost came up to it on each forward thrust and she could smell the heavy essence of his come which permeated the hairs that surrounded his cock.
Angela writhed against the bed as Rob drove his cock again and again between her breasts, she could feel his dick twitch as he rubbed himself furiously against her and she knew that in a moment her breasts would be flooded with his sweet sticky come. She arched her back, forcing her breasts even higher up against his cock. She let her mouth fall open in anticipation, hoping that drops of his sweet juice would shoot up between her lips and ooze down her throat.
"Come Robbie, come," Angela breathed as she struggled to control herself. "Spray me, cover my body."
She pushed harder, feeling his cock blaze its way through her breasts, and suddenly, just as his cock was barely inches from her chin, she felt a bit of wetness at the tip of her chin and then another drop. By this time, Rob had pulled his cock back down and now Angela felt her breasts grow soggy, and again, as Rob shoved his cock fiercely upward, she felt an even greater spray against her chin. She desperately stuck her tongue out toward his hard-driving cock and managed to taste a drop of its essence just as he pulled it away again.
Angela's breasts were soaked with Rob's juice and still he came, his hard-driving hips spreading a layer of the slimy juice over her entire torso. Rob paused in his motions, his cock growing soft as it expelled the last of its load. He pressed his body down hard and he could feel Angela, gasping under him, press her tits together even harder to extract the last drop of his juice from him.
Rob's own hips were wet and slippery now and he rolled off his mother, falling on his back and letting Angela draw a deep breath now that the weight of his body was off her chest. Angela's hands were still gripping her tits, only now they moved in circles, feeling the sticky sperm spreading over her entire body. She drew a deep breath and let her fingers flick over her nipples, spreading more come over them, her eyes closed tightly as she played with herself, ignoring her young son who had just covered her body with his sperm.
The air was heavy with the combined odors of their body sweat and essences, and Rob felt the heavy hand of sleep force his eyes closed. He wondered what time it was, but couldn't find the strength to turn his head to find out.
CHAPTER SEVEN
There was a soft aura of light in the room, and Rob gradually became aware of it as first one eye and then the other opened. Rob let his head turn from side to side as he became more awake and he started to explore his surroundings. He was in his parents' bedroom and through the filmy curtains that were drawn across the windows he could see that dawn was breaking. He turned again and became aware of his mother lying across from him, her hands still clinging to her breasts, a shiny patina of slithery liquid congealed across her breasts and torso. Rob blinked hard and the memories flooded back across his mind.
Rob smiled to himself as he remembered the night before, his father and sister leaving and how at last, he and his mother had had the house all to themselves. It had all started with their bath together and then it had degenerated into a seemingly endless orgy as he remembered ploughing his cock deep into his mother, plumbing the depths of her body as he explored every crevice that was available.
Rob turned towards his mother and let his hand fall on her midsection. She stirred slightly and smiled, still asleep. Rob's hand drifted lower, probing through the clump of tangled hair between her legs, searching out her slit and running his finger up and down its length. He could feel the moisture and his own congealed sperm at its opening and he didn't probe deeply. Angela smiled and murmured slightly, still asleep, as he traced her cunt from bottom to top, touching lightly the little knob of pink flesh that crowned her cunt.
He let his hand slip up her torso, tracing the slight swelling of her belly, and lingering over the indentation of her navel. Angela stirred slightly, turning toward her son, but still asleep. Rob looked at his mother's body, still firm, yet well-fleshed enough to make it interesting. Angela's hands fell away from her breasts, exposing them to her son, and Rob took up the invitation, gripping one of her ample tits in his hand and squeezing, watching the liquid flesh below the skin move and flow under his touch. He flicked one of his fingers across the dark brown nipple that crowned her tit and watched it fill with blood and grow firm and red.
Angela turned toward her son, a broad smile crossing her face as she shifted to move her boobs closer to his hands. Her eyes were still tightly closed, and her hair was scattered across the bed behind her. Rob let his eyes roam around the room as he fondled his mother's tits. Over on the night table he could see the still-open jar of cream with which Angela had greased her asshole the night before so that his stiff cock could slide into it more easily. She had said she used it for her dildo, and Rob remembered that she had promised to show it to him because he had never seen one.
Rob rolled over and slid to the floor. He was certain that the dildo was in the drawer with the cream and wondered if his mother actually dared to use it in his father's presence. He moved around the bed toward the night table, slowly to avoid losing his balance. He was still tired from the night before and he smiled to himself as he thought of how hungry for cock his mother was. Rob slid the drawer open slowly and in its center he found a heavy cardboard tube about ten inches long. He took the tube in his hand and hefted it, remarking that it was pretty heavy. He noticed a cap at one end of the tube and he gripped it tightly, twisting the cap, and feeling it give under the pressure he applied.
The cap popped off quickly and Rob tilted the tube forward, cupping his hand over its mouth and feeling a heavy, sticky object fall against his hand as the tube tilted forward. He let his hand slip down and watched as a large black object, heavy and obviously made of rubber, slipped out of the tube and into his palm. It was a perfectly shaped cock, almost exactly the size of his own.
Rob felt a thrill through his body as he looked at the rubber cock, perpetually stiff, in his hand. He lowered it to his own stiff cock and compared them and saw that they were almost the same size. In fact both were far larger, and thicker, than his father's cock. So this is what Mother craves, Rob smiled to himself. He wrapped his hands around the rubber tool and ran his hand up and down, as though he were jerking it off. It did feel sticky, which was why Mother needed that delicately scented cream for it, he thought to himself.
The rubber cock was perfectly sculpted, even down to the thick ridge representing the tube that ran along the underside of the cock. Rob closed his eyes for a moment and tried to imagine his mother lying on the bed, her legs spread wide, jamming this stiff rubber object, frothy with cream, into the crevice between her legs. He tried to imagine the look on his father's face and wondered what his father would think of his mother jamming herself to orgasm after orgasm with this tool. Hell, Rob thought to himself, what would his father think if he walked in to the room now and saw his stiff-cocked son standing there looking over his naked, sleeping mother, planning to jam his own prick deep into her body?
Rob approached the bed and knelt on its edge, behind his mother. He felt the mattress creak under his weight as he leaned forward and caressed her, brushing the hair from her eyes, and cupping her tits in his hands. He kissed her lightly on the forehead and was rewarded with a smile. Rob kissed her nose and felt its warmth between her lips. His mother was still asleep, but her lips puckered up and now he moved his own lips down on top of them and felt them receive him and part so he could probe her tongue with his.
"Angela," he whispered. "Wake up, Angela."
"Mmmmmmm."
"Time to get your morning dose of cock," he whispered.
"I don't have to wake up for that," she murmured. "Fuck me awake, Robbie."
She turned now to lie flat on her back, her eyes still closed and her chest still heaving rhythmically as she slept on. Her legs opened and spread wide, like scissors, and Rob could see the lips of her crevice pull apart slightly. He set the rubber dildo down on a pillow and quickly moved to take up a position between his mother's legs. The bed rocked as he moved, and he steadied himself by planting his hands on his mother's soft thighs that radiated from the bush of hair shielding her gash. Rob poked his index finger into her cunt and could feel the tightness as the lips pressed together on his finger. His mother would need some loosening up, and he bent his head down, bringing his lips to rest near the top of the furry patch between her legs, right on top of the glistening knob of pink flesh that was her clit. He parted his lips slightly as the musky odor of come-laden cunt overwhelmed him, licked his lips and applied them to the clit, gripping it between his soft lips.
Angela moaned slightly and shifted her ass as he made contact. He clamped his lips firmly around the small projection of meat and felt it fill with blood and grow firm as he grasped it. He rolled his lips back and forth, feeling the little clit jump around and try to get out of his grasp. Angela's moans grew louder and now her hands dug into the bed as she writhed. Rob released the clit from between his lips and let his wet tongue play over it. Angela's mouth fell open and her head rolled from right to left as she gasped for air. Rob reached up with one hand and spread it across her breasts, feeling their satiny smoothness and the firm, almost pointy texture of her aroused nipples. He gripped her breasts tightly and pulled them hard, digging into their soft flesh and feeling her squirm under his touch.
While gripping her breasts and manipulating them, Rob also poked his tongue into her crevice and felt the warmth of that cavity embrace his tongue as another shiver raced through Angela's body. Rob used his other hand to spread the cheeks of his mother's ass wide apart so that the muscles that ringed her deliciously tight asshole would be spread to their limit, and when he succeeded in that he leaned his index finger against the aperture and felt it slip easily into her rear door.
Angela's body shook at this latest incursion and now the moan that escaped her lips barely made it out before another convulsion shook her body. There was no doubt about it, Angela was awake now, and her body was racing at full tilt. Rob bared his teeth and sank them into the soft mound of reddish-pink flesh that stood up around her cunt and scraped his teeth across it, letting them move over her clit and down along the six-inch length of her twat. He gripped his teeth tightly at the center of her twat and let them sink into her flesh. Angela screamed and Rob held on, digging the fingers of one hand into her tits and shoving the fingers of his other hand hard up her ass. Angela's body rose and fell with each wave of pleasure that raced through her body. The bed rocked up and down, and Rob could feel the pussy juice drip from her cunt into his mouth as he continued his assault on her body, pushing her over the edge of pleasure and into the world of pleasurable pain.
Rob held on tightly and tried to hold his mother's bucking body down, but she was so deep into her orgasm that he had to straighten up and loosen his grip on her. He sat back on his haunches, his hands resting on his knees as he watched his mother writhe on the bed, totally wrapped up in her own orgasm, unknowing, and unaware that her son was perched on the bed watching her. Angela rolled back and forth. One of her hands had moved up to her chest and she was fingering her nipples as she moved spasmodically on the bed. Her other hand was spread wide and firmly planted across her furry patch, her thumb on her clit and one finger buried inside her snatch, making sloshing sounds as she wiggled it back and forth in that reservoir of pleasure.
Rob moved off the bed for a moment, towards the night table, and scooped up two fingers of his mother's cream. He seized the rubber dildo from the pillow and worked the cream into it. He wanted to watch his mother fuck herself, and his balls ached at the thought of his mother attacking herself with this black rubber cock. He pulled his mother's hand from her snatch and pressed the rubber cock between her spread lips, watching as it slipped deep into her and as a whoosh of air escaped through her mouth as she felt the tool splitting her insides apart.
He released the dildo and sat back again, watching as his mother grabbed it with the hand with which she had been masturbating. She gripped it tightly in her hand, squeezing it so hard that Rob could see her knuckles turn white as the blood was squeezed out of them. Then she started pulling the dildo out and plunging it in again, smoothly and slowly, starting to speed the rhythm up as her body jerked in time with her plunging. Her other hand continued to claw at her breasts, her fingernails raking across her skin, and leaving scratches and welts. Angela writhed, her body struggling against the bed, rocking it wildly as she continued to plunge the dildo into her crevice. Each time she pulled it almost entirely out, and then quickly and fiercely slammed it in, gasping for air as the dildo slammed into her.
Rob rocked back and forth on the bed, which was beginning to sway as Angela continued to assault herself. Rob also found himself getting very turned on as he watched his mother satisfy her deepest needs with the thick black rubber dildo instead of with his cock. His prick was fully grown now and he felt the blood coursing through it, making it feel heavy and full and ready for action. He took his dick in his hand and started pumping his hand up and down its proud length, feeling the waves of pleasure spread through his body as the sensitive nerve endings of his cock rubbed against his hand.
Angela opened her eyes and watched as her son, perched between her widespread legs, jerked himself off, watching her plunge the dildo into her snatch. She paused for a moment and sat up, the dildo sticking out of her gash, looking for all the world as if she had a cock of her very own. She reached for a pillow and lay back down again, her stomach resting on the pillow, holding her ass up in the air, its tight little asshole laid bare to Rob. The stump of the dildo still protruded from her cunt.
"Give me your meat," she breathed hoarsely to Rob. "Shove your dick up my ass, Robbie, fill me with your beautiful meat."
Rob didn't need a second invitation. He moved forward quickly and gracefully, aiming his cock at his mother's rear entry, leaning it gently against the tight muscles that tried so hard to keep him out. He let more of his weight fall forward and he felt the asshole muscles give slightly, and then gently part and accept his aching, swollen cockhead. He drew a deep breath and allowed more of his weight to fall forward, and he felt his long shaft begin to slide into the tight, silky smooth asshole that he found so alluring. Angela's body rocked back and forth as she felt her body almost short-circuit with pleasure. She bucked her well-rounded ass up, trying to shove her hole closer and closer to Rob, to swallow more and more of his prick. Rob pushed his hands under his mother's chest, between her and the bed and felt her breasts slip into the palms of his hands-they felt large and smooth, and his hands crushed between her tits and the bed felt good.
Their bodies were locked together now and they moved back and forth together, Rob's cock slipping part of the way out of his mother's asshole, and then slamming down again, plunging into her just as she arched her back, raising her ass to meet each of his thrusts. The shockwaves of pleasure raced through both of their bodies simultaneously. Rob felt his mother's hands slide under her pelvis, past the pillow that supported her ass, and he felt her grip the stump of the dildo which was still jammed into her slit. He felt the pressure on it as her hands grabbed it and started pulling it out and plunging it in. He even felt the dildo rub against his cock, as the dildo plunging in and out pressed against the thin layer of tissue that separated cunt from ass. It was almost like shoving his prick into two cunts at once, Rob thought as he continued to ride his mother.
Rob grunted heavily as he felt his cock being massaged both by the asshole muscles and by the motion of the dildo. He was grunting right into his mother's ear, his mouth hanging open as he could no longer control his actions. He felt his balls begin to twitch and he felt his cock begin to ache as his mother kept up the dual pressure on his joint. His body was covered with sweat, and he was beginning to slip off Angela's smooth skin. He speeded up his rhythm and plunged harder, slamming his hips against the orbs of her ass, driving his swollen meat deep into her, feeling it react and send ripples of pleasure through his entire body. His balls ached and he could contain himself no longer. He rested for just a moment, and before he could realize what had happened a stream of come started pouring through his cock, shooting into Angela's asshole.
Under him, Rob had felt Angela continue to thrust her ass upward toward him to meet the downward drive of his hips and cock. He also felt her hands continue to thrust the thick rubber tool deep into her, trying to have it slam against her deepest part just as his cock did the same. Somehow, Angela had continued to move even when Rob had stopped, but now, with his sperm pouring into her, she had to stop, as her ass throbbed and filled up with liquid. She plunged her dildo into her slit one last time and pulled her hands away, leaving it there filling her hole and then abandoned herself to her own orgasm which seized her body when she felt the sperm coursing into her. She turned her head to the mattress and opened her mouth wide, gasping for air and shoving her mouth against the mattress to avoid screaming with joy.
Rob felt his mother squeeze her asshole muscles together, clenching his cock between their powerful lips and making it almost impossible for his sperm to squeeze through the narrow tube and into her asshole. Then she released her muscles and Rob could feel a spurt of his sperm shoot into her, and he could feel her twist and turn under him as it sent a shiver of pleasure through her body. Rob felt his cock lose some of its firmness as its last load of sperm spurted into his mother's asshole, and he could feel the pressure of the sphincter muscles slam down hard on his prick, almost cutting through it. Rob arched his back and pulled his tool part of the way out and felt his mother shudder under him and moan slightly. He then rolled off her back, letting his entire cock slip out, falling onto his own back and feeling the delicious cool air against his sweaty chest. Now the two lovers lay back, totally satisfied and even more than totally exhausted from their labors.
"Hi-"
That short friendly syllable of greeting cut through the air like a surgeon's scalpel. Both Rob and his mother sat bolt upright, their eyes suddenly open. They must have dozed off after their last bout with each other and now they were startled awake-no, shocked awake by that short breezy greeting. Standing in the doorway, perfectly framed against the bright sunshine pouring through the hallway window, was Cathy, back home from her night at a friend's home and back from her volleyball game.
"We won," she said, smiling and letting her overnight bag drop to the floor as she walked toward the bed on which her mother and brother lay naked and sweaty.
"Let me handle this," Rob breathed quietly to Angela, who sat with her legs still wide open and the black stub of the dildo protruding from her snatch. Rob slid off the bed and moved toward his sister, slowly and deliberately. His cock hung semi-erect between his legs as he moved and Cathy watched as he approached and stood within inches of her, face-to-face.
"Now listen close and do as I say: let me seduce you," Rob whispered, his back to his mother so she couldn't hear him. "Resist, but not too much, okay?"
Rob could see a flicker of assent pass through Cathy's eyes as she brought her hands up to her hair and flicked her long blonde locks over her shoulder. Rob brought his hands up to her face and cradled it, drawing it close to his face and planting his lips atop hers. She let her lips slide open to accept his tongue, but she also tried to move back, making it seem to Angela that she was resisting. Rob wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her to him. Cathy grunted and writhed in his grasp, rubbing her body against his and relishing her brother's strong nude body and its hardness. She wished that she had her clothes off too so that their skins could slide against each other and so she could feel the thrill of her brother's cock between her legs.
Rob felt his cock grow firm and solid as he wrapped his arms tightly around his sister, clutching her to his body, feeling her braless young breasts pressing through the slender fabric of her blouse, the nipples growing hard, almost stabbing into his chest. Cathy struggled, wiggling her body against her brother's and getting more and more turned on. She also tried to grunt out protests, but her cries were muffled by Rob's mouth covering hers.
Rob picked her up and carried her to the bed, laying her down beside his mother and covering her body with his, pressing it down into the bed. Her legs were kicking as if she wanted to break free, and the idea of holding a captive, of raping his own sister, sent a surge of power racing through his body. His cock was aching for action again, but now he wanted to ram it into his sister. He rolled part way off her and struggled with the buttons of her blouse, working them free and revealing her young breasts, and pawing them with his hands before moving his lips to suck on them, feeling the cherry-red nipples play against his tongue.
"Oh, Robbie, stop, don't do this," Cathy panted, her face growing redder as her body was filled with desire for her brother's cock. But she had to play her role and she kicked her legs hard, and cried out again: "Mother, please, stop him, don't let Robbie rape me!"
Angela called out his name and moved a hand to his shoulder, but Rob quickly pushed it away and glared at his mother. He pulled Cathy's short skirt up around her waist and he could see that her flimsy panties had a large wet spot just where they covered her slit. Rob dug his fingers under the elastic band of the panties and pulled them down, first to her knees and then down over her legs, tossing them across the room. Cathy clamped her legs shut, but Rob put his hands between her knees and pried them apart. He could tell that her "resistance" was not intended to hold him back.
Rob braced himself and growled as he felt Cathy's legs come apart and as he saw her slit laid bare to his cock. He leaned forward aiming his cock for the slit, and brought it down to the nest of golden curly hair between her legs.
"Oh, no, please no, Robbie, Mother," Cathy panted kicking her legs in the air. Robbie grinned at his mother, leaned the head of his cock against the slit, and pushed forward, letting his weight force his cock into Cathy's crevice. It slipped in until his entire head was covered and Cathy let out a whoop. Rob planted his hands on her tits and leaned forward harder. More of his shaft disappeared into his sister and he could see the ecstasy sweep across her face as her crevice filled with his meat. One more push and his entire tool sank into her, and a shudder raced through her body.
Robbie looked over his shoulder at his mother and saw her eyes wide open in amazement. Rob smiled at his mother, who had let her hand creep to her bush and was twisting the hairs around her fingers as she watched her son fill her daughter's cunt. Rob pulled back and plunged forward, feeling that familiar shudder sweep over Cathy's body as the first waves of pleasure raced through her. Her eyes closed tightly as she panted and struggled to push her body up against Rob, wanting to feel him crushing her with his weight as his cock slammed into her.
Cathy's legs rose and clasped him around the waist, sucking his cock deeper into her cunt. He arched his back, withdrawing his cock from her, and then slammed down, his cock slashing into her, their hips slamming together with that delicious sound that filled the room. Cathy's legs fell back, spreading wide and pressing against the mattress, trying to left her hips closer to Rob. Rob moved back and then drove into her again, and a shudder raced through his body. He started riding his sister rhythmically, pulling out and plunging in, feeling her hips rise up to meet his as they slammed together. Rob's head swayed from right to left as he banged away at his sister.
Every now and then he caught a glimpse of his mother, who was now sitting with her legs spread wide, fingering her clit and watching her offspring fuck, the stub of the dildo still between her legs.
Cathy's head fell back and her mouth was wide open as she gasped for air. Rob could feel his sister starting to come as her body pressed up against his and incoherent gasps and grunts escaped her mouth. He gritted his teeth and pounded his cock into her, feeling the floodgates open as his sperm poured into her pussy which pulsated as it eagerly accepted his juice.
Rob gripped his sister tightly, letting go of her only when he felt her come down from her orgasm. He rolled off her and looked up to face his mother, who had been watching them all the while. "Now Cathy won't be able to tell Dad about us, or we'll just tell him about her, right, Cathy?" Rob said looking first at his mother and then at his sister.
"Y-yes," Cathy said slowly, looking down at her groin and still playing the role of the rape victim.
"That's right, and you just remember that," Angela said, a note of jealousy in her voice as she surveyed the supple young body of her daughter and recalled the time when she was that slender and vivacious. But she cut her thoughts short, and faced the two again. "Now that was the first and last time you two are going to do that, understand?"
Cathy looked at Rob for a signal, and Rob glanced quickly at Cathy, but Rob nodded and Cathy did, too, trying for all the world to make it seem that she wanted no more of her brother's rough treatment.
"Okay," Angela said firmly. "Now both of you go wash up."
"Sure, Mother," Cathy smiled, straightening up and reaching her hand out to her mother's midsection and withdrawing the dildo which had been jammed between her legs all this time. "And you wash this nicely, too."
Cathy held the big black dildo between her two fingers, as though it were something distasteful, and let it drag into her mother's palm.
"Come, Robbie," she said, slipping to the floor and taking her brother's hand. "Let's go."
CHAPTER EIGHT
Cathy pulled the door to her mother's room closed behind her as she and her brother slipped through it, and when they had moved down the hall, she turned to him with a sly wink. "Now let's go to my room. I'm not finished with you yet."
Rob grinned and hugged his sister, letting his hands sneak under her blouse which hung open and cop a feel of her ripe young breasts as they walked through the door to her room. Rob pushed the door closed and Cathy moved quickly to shed her blouse and to get out of her skirt, which was still bunched up around her waist.
"You know there's something fascinating about getting raped," she said, smiling and beckoning him over to her. "Especially when you're getting raped by your own brother."
"You make an excellent victim," Rob said, recalling how he had gotten off when he forced his body atop his struggling sister, and then pried her legs apart and forced his cock into her slit. "It was very, very nice."
"Now you just stand right here, big brother," Cathy grinned, "and don't move."
She sank to her knees in front of her brother and cupped his balls in her hand, feeling them shift back and forth between her fingers. Rob planted his legs wide apart to keep his balance, and looked first down at his sister who was concentrating on his balls and on his cock, which stood at half-mast, and then over toward the mirror-the full length mirror before which Cathy primped and preened when she readied herself for dates. In that mirror Rob could see the intent look on Cathy's face as she held his cock in her hands, rolling his balls back and forth between the fingers of one hand and stroking the length of his shaft with the fingers of the other. He could feel his cock grow more and more erect with each stroke of Cathy's fingers until his cock finally stood up, its head swollen and red,, its shaft stretched to its full length.
Cathy moved her head toward the bright red cap of Rob's prick and brought her lips into contact with the smooth silky skin, parting the lips slightly and letting them just barely kiss his swollen cock head. A shiver raced through his body as Cathy's wet lips touched his cock. Cathy was smiling and he could see her face, eager with anticipation, in the mirror beside him. Cathy moved her head to his cock again, this time her lips parted a little wider. Rob could see her pull the tip of her tongue across her lips, spreading saliva on them so that they glistened with wetness. Rob braced himself, anticipating those wet lips sliding down over his cock, and a moment later he could feel the wetness on as Cathy moved quickly, letting his cockhead slip into her mouth and swallowing about an inch or so of his shaft.
Cathy let her lips fall back and now brought the edges of her teeth down on Rob's cock, biting gently, feeling his cock react, blood rippling through his cock. Cathy pressed her tongue against the underside of Rob's cock, letting its rough-textured skin arouse the cock and press it up against the smooth roof of her mouth. The rich spermy smell of Rob's cock filled her nostrils as she struggled to breathe, and Cathy closed her eyes, and let her mouth enjoy the rich meat that filled it.
Rob watched the ecstatic look on Cathy's face grow as she smiled broadly and started sucking on his dick.
Rob stared hard at the mirror, watching his sister address herself to his prick, holding it in her soft hands and stuffing it into her mouth where she rolled its long shaft back and forth around her tongue and up against the roof of her mouth, sucking on it all the while, stretching the silky smooth skin that was already stretched almost to the limit. And with each long, lingering suck he could hear Cathy gasp for breath as she ran out of air. She would much rather taste the sweet essence of Rob's cock than breathe.
Cathy's teeth came down on Rob's cock again and he could feel the heavy shiver race through his body. Cathy was pushing him over the brink-sucking him over the brink-and in a moment his cock would pour itself down her throat. He wondered if she was ready to drink it all in and he looked quickly in the mirror. Her eyes were closed tightly, as if in concentration, her hands still cradling his balls and holding on to the base of his shaft. He felt another twitch, then an aching deep in his groin. His sticky sweet sperm was pushing hard against his cock, yearning to burst forth, and suddenly a wave of heat raced through his body and the sperm raced down his cock in spurts, poured out of the narrow opening at his cockhead, and sprayed around the inside of Cathy's mouth.
There was no doubt about it, Rob thought as he watched his sister, still on her knees, drink in every drop. Not only was she ready for his outpouring of sperm, but eagerly awaiting it, and her wide-open mouth drank in every drop. And when the last spurt had shot into her she crouched under his limp prick and ran her fingers up and down its flaccid length, milking the last drops out of it while Rob laughed and held on to her head. Cathy grinned up to him and took his entire cock, now that it was small again, into her mouth, then let it pop loose again.
"Rob, Robbie-"
It was Angela's voice, and a look of panic flickered across Rob's face. Before he could move, before Cathy could straighten up from under Rob the door to her room burst open and Angela burst in. "I guessed that I'd find you in here when I saw that you weren't in your room," she started, anger in her voice as she looked down at her daughter and at the telltale traces of sperm that clung to her lips. "I said there would be no more of this, and I meant it."
"What are you going to do if we don't, Mother?" Cathy asked straightening up. "Tell Father? That's something I'd like to see."
"Why, you little-"
"Relax, Angela," Rob said curtly. "There's enough here to go around for the both of you. Besides, we've been doing this for a while-"
"You mean all that in there was an act?" Angela demanded, the anger in her voice mounting.
"That's right, Mother, or may I call you Angela, too?" Cathy smiled, letting her hand creep to Rob's groin.
Angela bunched her hands into fists and moved toward her daughter who was smirking at her, but she stopped dead in her tracks when she heard the downstairs door open with a loud click. "Oh my God, it's your father," she said. "Quick, both of you get dressed and not a word of this:-we'll discuss it later. Move."
Angela pushed Rob out of the room and watched him scurry to the safety of his own bedroom, then shot a glance toward Cathy, who calmly picked up her blouse and slipped it over her shoulders, smiling. Angela hurried to the master bedroom to get into a gown. Down below they could all hear the clatter of the arrival home of the master of the house. Angela was a flutter of nerves as she moved down the staircase to greet her husband. Rob and Cathy, who fell into step behind, her smiled to each other knowing that they had just taken their first step toward making their parents accept their sexuality on an open level.
Dinner that night was a strange affair, Rob reflected, as his mother fidgeted and practically jumped every time either he or Cathy made any remark or touched each other. After dinner Rob and Cathy said they were going for a walk and Angela practically jumped out of her skin, but there was nothing she could do. Once outside and safely out of earshot of their parents, Cathy turned to Rob. "Well, we really went and did it, we got Mom really furious with us, didn't we?"
"Oh, don't worry about it," Rob said, his arm reaching out to wrap around his sister's waist. Cathy smiled. Rob continued: "Now all we have to do is get them all together and we can do that tonight. Just you get Dad into his study and I'll do all the rest."
"What will you do?"
"Well, you know how Dad is when he gets into that study with his books-he never comes out," Rob said. "Now, I'll convince Mother that she can fuck me for at least a couple of hours before Dad comes out of his study, only Dad won't be with his books-"
"Yeah, Dad will have his dick up and jammed into me," Cathy said. "But how will we get them all together?"
"After I finish with Mom, I'll just suggest that we look in on Dad," Rob explained.
"What happens if Mom decides to kill me?" Cathy asked. "You know she was almost angry enough to do that this afternoon."
"Okay, let's switch around," Rob suggested. "About an hour after you and Dad start, you run out of the study and head upstairs to my room and you can catch Mom and me. All you have to do is make sure Dad follows hot on your heels. Think you can swing that?"
"No trouble at all," Cathy smiled, rubbing her head against her brother's shoulder.
"Okay, let's go back home now, Mom must be shitting a brick wondering whether we're off behind the garage fucking or something," Rob said as he turned around. Cathy giggled and moved smoothly with him, keeping in step as they walked back.
Rob could have sworn that he saw his mother give a sigh of relief when they both walked back into the house, looking none the worse for the wear. Cathy headed straight for their father, who was curled up in his armchair across the room working a crossword puzzle, while Rob moved toward the dining room where his mother was just tidying up from dinner. Rob could see his sister perch on the armchair and whisper to her father and he moved quickly to his mother to block her view. He talked to his mother for a moment then Cathy walked up be hind him and loudly announced that she was tired and would be turning in early. She winked quickly at Rob and moved up the stairs.
Rob could hear the newspaper rustling and his father pulling himself out of his favorite battered armchair. He walked toward them and let one of his arms fall across Rob's shoulders. "Sweetheart," he said, facing his wife, "I'm feeling kind of ambitious so I thought I'd lock myself into the study tonight and try to finish up my lecture notes for next semester. I hope you don't mind."
Rob could see a shadow of disappointment flicker across his mother's face, but she puckered her lips and moved them to meet her husband's. Their lips brushed briefly, then he patted Rob on the back and retreated into his study, which adjoined the garage. Rob stood still for a moment watching his mother put away the last of the dinner dishes and, after he heard the study door, he stepped closer to his mother, letting his arm brush against her bosom.
"Now that Dad's locked away in his study, why don't you come up to my room," Rob suggested.
"Are you crazy?" his mother whispered. "We'll get caught."
"No, we won't," Rob said, pressing his arm lean more firmly against his mother. "You know as well as I do that Dad won't be out for half the night. And don't worry about Cathy, I've taken care of her, okay?"
"Okay," his mother replied. "Go on upstairs. I'll be up in a few minutes."
Rob grinned and pinched her ass as he moved around her and headed up the stairs. He paused for a moment when he reached the top, poked his head into Cathy's room and saw that she had stripped and was dabbing perfume behind her ears and under the folds of her breasts. "All set," he whispered as he withdrew his head and pulled her door shut.
He continued on to his room and, leaving the door open, he started to strip, pulling his polo shirt over his head kicking his shoes and socks off and pushing his jeans down over his slim hips. Rob paused for a moment and surveyed his body in the full-length mirror that hung on his closet door. He liked what he saw, from his broad shoulders all the way down to his strong legs. He also admired the bulge in his underwear-his cock, which would soon be put to good use again.
"You've got a good body, but don't get a swelled head about it," his mother said as she stepped into the room, pushing the door closed behind her.
"Well, if my head doesn't get swelled, you're going to be mighty frustrated tonight," Rob smiled, pulling his undershorts down and letting them fall to the floor as he stepped toward his mother. He looked her over, and as he turned his eyes to her she let the front of her gown fall loose, revealing a slice of her smooth white skin that ran from her throat, past her fully rounded boobs, down her belly and over her navel to the thick patch of hair that nestled between her fleshy thighs. Rob took a long hard look and felt a stirring in his groin. The hairs that shielded his prick were beginning to tickle as his cock filled with blood and started to rise, forcing its way through the tangle of hairs.
"Now that's the kind of head I like to see get all swollen," Angela breathed as she let the gown slip from her shoulders and drop silently from the floor. "What a nice thing indeed that swollen head can be."
"I knew you'd see things my way sooner or later," Rob grinned, moving to his mother and taking her in his arms. She may have been more than twenty years older than he was, but when they were together she always deferred to him, subordinated her desires to him and would do anything to satisfy him. He drew her to him and wrapped her arms around her, covering her lips with his and kissing her hard. He felt her lips open and melt away under the pressure and her soft breasts pressed against his chest, the silky smoothness of her nipples rubbing gently against his skin.
Rob felt his mother's hips press flush against his and her patch of hair pressed against his cock. He also felt the full impact of her hips as they rotated against his groin, rubbing his cock hard against her bristly cunt hair. His cock inflated to its full size, pressing against the soft flesh of his mother's thighs. His hands dropped to her ass and he dug his fingers into the orbs of her backside, kneading the flesh and probing the length of her crack until he came to her precious little asshole.
"I want your asshole, I want to fill it with my meat," Rob breathed into his mother's ear.
"Take it, Robbie, it's yours," she breathed in return. "Stuff yourself into my asshole and bang me to death. Do anything you want to me."
Angela slipped to the ground, rubbing the full length of her body along Rob's, pausing when her tits reached his cock, pressing them hard together and letting them smother it in their softness. She sank to her knees and kissed Rob's cock, her lips parting just far enough so that his swollen cockhead could slip between them and toy with her tongue. Rob felt a shiver race through his body, but his mother continued to move downward, letting his cock hang, and turned over, presenting her ass to her son. Rob looked down at the two fleshy globes as Angela planted her hands on them and parted them, revealing the full depth of her crack and the tiny pink-ringed hole just inches from her cozy snatch.
Rob stared for a moment, torn between her asshole and her snatch, and watched as his mother contracted and expanded her asshole, drawing the muscles tighter together and then relaxing them, almost as if she were inviting him to enter her rear door. He continued to watch as Angela inserted one finger from each hand into the little pink hole and pulled it apart, gasping as shivers of pain shot through her body, revealing the deeper pink of the inside of that sheath. Rob's cockhead grew wet as a tiny drop of liquid oozed out of his prick and congealed on the blunt head of his cock, which was beginning to ache for the tightness of his mother's asshole.
Rob got to his knees and leaned forward, letting his head rest on his mother's buttocks. He could feel the smoothness and softness of those large round cheeks and he could sniff the gentle scent of her perfume. He let his chin trace the distance back and forth along the crack which divided those two ample globes, which were still being pulled apart by her fingers. Viewing the tiny hole being pulled apart by her fingers, he felt he could never jam his cock into so tiny a hole, but he had been there before and he would do it again-now!!
* * *
Cathy hovered near her door, listening for the sounds in the hallway. Her father had agreed to fuck her without even a moment's hesitation and now she waited until she could be sure the coast was clear. She heard the door to her parents' room open with a click and then shut again, and wondered why she didn't hear the soft padding of her mother's feet down the hall-maybe she was barefoot. When she heard the soft murmur of her mother's voice from Rob's room and then heard this door click shut, she knew she was in the clear.
She stood nude in front of the mirror and looked herself over, pushing her hair back with her hands one last time. She slipped into a rather plain robe, nothing sexy-she wasn't going to take any chances-and slipped barefoot down the stairs and across the living room toward her father's study. The door was open just a crack and she slipped into the room, turning the doorknob so that there would be no click as she pushed the door closed. Her father was ready for her, stripped down to his shorts, which had a bulge in them.
Cathy leaned against the door for a moment, and then let her gown fall open. She could see her father's eyes move from her face down to the strip of flesh that was now visible between the folds of her gown. She paused for a moment, letting his mouth water at the sight of his young daughter's supple body, and then she shrugged the gown from her perfect' white shoulders, revealing her pert young breasts, finally letting her garment slip to the floor. Her father was staring at her now with eyes that were open so wide that they threatened to pop out of his head.
Cathy took one step toward him and then planted her feet wide apart, her hands on her hips as she stared at him. She wanted him to eat her, and this was her signal to him. He hurried to her and without even embracing her fell to his knees and buried his head between her legs, letting his nose explore the rich bush of hair and drink in its odor of sex. He wondered if she had had sex earlier, because her crevice reeked of it, but before he had time to reflect on it Cathy's hands gripped his head and guided his tongue to her little clit, pushing his face into her bush so that he could hardly breathe.
"Eat my clit," Cathy commanded her father. "Bite it hard and then suck my cunt dry."
As she spoke that harsh command she could feel a wave of heat spread through her body. Dominating her father really turned her on, and when she actually felt his tongue embrace her clit she almost went out of her mind. She lowered herself to her knees, forcing her father's heat down until he was almost prone on the ground, then she fell back, pulling her legs high in the air and spreading them to expose her crevice so her father's tongue could get deeper inside it.
Cathy just loved the way her father tongued her. Starting with her clit, he would first lick it with his tongue and then grip it between his lips, tugging on it and pressing his lips together, crushing the tender little knob between them. Then he would let his tongue trace the entire length of her slit without entering it, teasing the puffy lips which were begging to be penetrated, but stopping just short of piercing them with his tongue, though he would rub his lips roughly against them. Cathy just loved it, and she knew she could command him to do anything she wanted because he loved serving her.
Cathy felt the pressure in her body building as her father poked his tongue between her spread crevice and lapped up the pussy juice her cunt was oozing. Maybe it was her thorough fucking earlier in the day, but she suddenly felt that she would have to feel her father's prick slam into her. She couldn't take the usual lengthy foreplay, and besides she was looking forward to screwing Robbie again while her parents both watched. It was the thought of Rob that pushed her even closer to the edge and made her feel a need for stiff cock between her legs.
"Now, now, Dad," she breathed, grabbing her father's head by the hair and pulling him up to cover her body. "Jam your meat into me. I want to feel your cock cut into me."
She could feel her father's erect cock pressing against her thighs and she wanted it inside her cunt, which was aching to be satisfied, aching for a cock spray its sperm all over it. Cathy reached down between her legs and gripped the cock in her hands. It was long and slender-she would need a thicker and larger one to drive her over the brink, but this one would do. She let her hand enjoy its silky smoothness for a moment and then moved to tuck it into her slit. She felt her father shift his body and suddenly she felt it slide smoothly into her. Her cunt was already soaking wet and ready to accept it and she shuddered as it slid all the way in.
"Now ride me, hump me," she breathed between clenched teeth as she wrapped her legs around her father's waist and felt him pump his cock in and out of her cunt. She closed her eyes tightly and wrapped her hands around his neck, feeling his face rub against hers as he continued to ride her, plunging his long thick cock in and out of her, slamming his hips against hers. She pulled her legs up higher, resting them against her father's shoulders, and now his cock pierced her all the way to the rear wall of her cunt. Delicious shivers raced through her body as her father rocked back and forth rhythmically, pressing her knees against her shoulders and nearly breaking her in half as he fucked her.
This felt good, Cathy thought as she closed her eyes tightly and tried to imagine Rob or Laurie's father doing this same thing to her. She could hear the slight sloshing sounds her father's cock made each time it plunged into her crevice. It meant that she was filled with her own pussy juice and would soon being to feel the pressure of her father's cock push her over the edge. Cathy could feel his cock begin to twitch too, and she that first spurt of his come sprayed out of the thin tube in his cock, and the moment it hit her cunt she started to pop off.
Cathy's eyes were already closed when she started to come and she felt laser beams burst through her consciousness. She had never come like this with her father and she tried to relax and enjoy it, but her body twitched and turned and arched, almost throwing him off her. He pressed her down hard against the floor and with one hard shove jammed her down and shoved his cock all the way into her, pouring his juice into her while pressing her to the floor with all his might.
And as suddenly as they both experienced this super orgasm, it was all over. Her father's cock quickly shrank back to normal size and Cathy lay against the carpeted study floor, fighting for breath, her father still lying atop her. She let her eyes fall open, but she became aware of the fact that they couldn't focus. She felt as if she were paralyzed, and became aware of her father muttering something and sliding down between her legs, his head resting against her pussy. She turned her head slightly and saw that the slight tickling she felt was her father's tongue lapping her cunt dry of the mixture of sperm and pussy juice with which it overflowed. But she could barely feel anything. It was almost as if she were watching her brother eat Laurie-that's how little she felt as her father lapped up the liquid between her legs.
Cathy drew a deep breath and felt the room swim into focus. She also remembered her promise to Rob and wondered what time it was. Oh hell, she thought, it must be time now. She pulled her legs away from her father, leaving him kneeling with his tongue hanging in mid-air.
"I've got a surprise for you, Daddy," she breathed in a voice she deliberately lowered. She knew she would have to come on as coy and as sexy as possible. "We're going for a piggyback ride all the way upstairs."
"Upstairs? But your mother-"
"Don't worry, Daddy dear," Cathy breathed. "And you know what happens if you don't obey me. Now get down so I can ride you."
A look of chagrin crossed his face, but he crouched and allowed his daughter to mount him. He felt her arms lace together around his neck, and he looped his arms under her legs holding them.
"Giddyap," Cathy squealed as she aimed her father toward the door.
CHAPTER NINE
Angela's ass was arched high and she could feel Rob press the head of his cock against the hole she held open for it. The head of his cock was moist and it felt cool as it pressed against her opening. She spread the hole even further and his cock head slipped part of the way in, then all the way in, sending a shiver racing through her body. She let her fingers slip out of her hole and could feel it slam tightly around his cock, squeezing it deliciously. A long, low moan escaped her lips as she tried to breathe in just as Rob leaned forward driving his shaft part of the way into the hole. She gasped for air, feeling it flood into her lungs, and warm sensations spreading through her body in ever-widening ripples from her asshole.
Rob pressed his hands between her body and the floor, cupping her tits in his hands and pulling himself closer to her, working his shaft deeper into her hole. Angela slid her hands down to her hips and worked her fingers to her cunt. Rob was going very slowly tonight and she wanted and needed the thrill she could get by squirming her fingers into her pussy. Rob squeezed her breasts hard, feeling the nipples grow hard between her fingers and caressing them as he lay atop his mother, her fleshy buttocks pressed against his hips. His entire body felt warm and he decided to go very slowly to give Cathy a chance to get their father upstairs. He wanted his father to see him with his cock jammed into his mother!
As he thought of the confrontation that was about to happen, Rob's body grew hot and he grew more and more excited. He pressed his meat deeper into his mother's rear and felt her muscles contract and expand as if she were trying to milk his cock. He pulled his hips back and brought them down hard against his mother's buttocks, the bones of his hips crashing into her soft flesh as his prick seared its way into her asshole. He could feel the shudder shake her body from her toes all the way to her tits, which crushed his hands against the floor.
Angela gasped for breath. Her son's cock buried inside her felt good, but she desperately wanted to come, she wanted to feel her body melt with heat as it shook and vibrated under the pressure of an orgasm. But Rob was going very slowly and she struggled to push herself up against him to speed him up. When that did no good she buried her fingers deep in her cunt and started strumming them along the lips of her slit, pulling them apart and tearing at them, letting her fingers play over the slippery knob of her clit one at a time. She felt a hot wave sweep over her body and she knew that she was going to come without her son, but she knew it was going to feel extra good anyway because he still had his prick stuffed into her asshole.
Rob could feel his mother's body grow hot under him as she writhed against the floor, her fingers tearing harder at her cunt, her nipples sliding back and forth in his fingers. He pressed his hips harder against her, his shaft sinking all the way into her, being squeezed by the long narrow sheath of muscles. Rob pressed down hard on his mother, trying to nail her to the ground with his body as she started twisting and bucking under him. Short grunts escaped her mouth as she worked closer and closer to the ultimate moment of sex, her breathing getting louder and louder as she found it harder and harder to control her body.
At last, with one heaving sigh, Rob felt her skin catch fire and all the muscles in her body stiffen as the orgasm swept over her. Suddenly she was lying totally rigid, gasping hard to catch her breath, clinging to her cunt with her fingers, her face pressed against the carpet. Rob could feel her ass tighten and the pressure on his cock grew unbearable. He looked up toward the door, wondering where his sister was and whether she could get their father in here before he and his mother parted.
Rob pulled his hips back and slammed into his mother, his cock sliding easily into her with a sharp sensation that shot through his prick and all the way through his body. He pulled back and drove forward again, and he could feel Angela reacting under him, starting to get hot again as the waves of her first orgasm quieted down. He pressed his hips against her ass hard and the muscles parted to swallow his cock all the way to its stem. His balls bounced gently against the pads of fat on the undersides of his mother's buttocks. The small beads of sweat that had formed against his mother's back when she had come moments ago felt good as he pressed against them.
He could hear his mother start gasping again, though this time the fingers she had pressed against her clit to make herself come were idle. This time Rob's cock driving into her back door and slamming away nonstop were pushing her over the brink. Rob felt his cock fill with liquid and ache to expel it, and he drove his cock into Angela's ass again and again, hammering it into her hard. He wanted to come, and his entire body longed to spill itself into her. A short, strangled gasp escaped his lips as he tried to exhale and he suddenly became aware of the room swimming around him. He was dizzy and he was coming and he could feel his sperm press against the tube inside his cock and suddenly burst out in short machine-gun spurts, wham-barn, wham-barn, wham-barn, and pour itself into Angela's asshole. And he could feel Angela arch her body anxiously to receive his gift of sticky sperm.
As he was coming Rob felt a slight breeze waft across his face and he became aware of the door swinging open and of his father's shadow falling across his body as he lay with his cock buried in his mother. He wondered where Cathy was because he couldn't see her perched on his father's back, but he didn't worry about it. He was coming and he buried his face in his mother's hair, pressing her head against the carpet and pouring himself into her asshole.
Rob drew a deep breath as he finished coming, and became aware that his father had taken two steps toward them and still stood watching them wordlessly. Rob also became aware that Cathy was perched piggy-back on her father and that they were both nude. So the plan had come off, now all he had to do was to watch his parents' reaction.
"Jack-" Angela gasped, looking up while trying to squirm out from under Rob, who still pressed against her.
"Hello, Angela," he replied coolly, looking down at mother and son and smiling. "Don't let Cathy and me disturb you."
Angela looked up and now became aware of her daughter, naked and grinning, perched on her husband's back, smiling down at her. A look of anger crossed her face. "So, that's the way it's been, has it? Okay then, we won't let you disturb us. Robbie, lie down on the floor, on your back. Hurry now, we'll show them how to really do it."
Rob rolled off his mother's back, his cock plopping out of her ass. He could see that it was covered with a thin coating of his own sperm and he knew what his mother had in mind. She just loved the taste of his come and he knew that she was going to lick it clean. Angela got to her knees between her son's legs and cupped his balls in her hands, letting them roll back and forth from one hand to the other. Compared to her ass, her hands were cool, and Rob thoroughly enjoyed the new sensation. He looked behind him and he could see that Cathy had slipped off his father's back and that both had seated themselves crosslegged on the carpet and were watching eagerly. Rob knew that his mother was a bit of an exhibitionist and that sent a thrill through him because he knew he was in for one hell of a sucking.
Angela brought her head down between his legs and took a deep breath, inhaling deeply of his male essence, and smiled up at him, as if telling him to relax. Rob felt a tingling in his cock as his mother's hands brushed up and down the long shaft, spreading his slimy come evenly over the length of his shriveled shaft. He felt her hot breath cover his cock as she leaned down close to it and he watched as her tongue moved lazily back and forth across her upper and lower lips, covering them with a glistening coat of her sweet saliva.
In a moment her lips would touch down lightly on his cock, and the anticipation was driving him wild. He could feel his cock tingle and it became partly erect as his mother rolled it back and forth in her fingers, her hot breath bathing it lightly. Rob arched his back, lifting his hips, trying to stuff his cock into his mother's mouth, but she was in control and she was not yielding an inch. Rob pressed his ass down against the carpet, feeling the prickly fibers stab into his skin. His fingers dug into the carpet and his short, shallow breaths came quickly.
He tried to lift his hips again, but he felt his mother's hands pressing him down, and came then the moment he waited for: Angela let her lips, slightly moist and pressed together, brush against his cock, as if she were giving it a harmless goodbye kiss. Rob felt a shudder seize his body. He closed his eyes tightly to shut out his father and Cathy and he felt his cock grow almost completely rigid. He waited for a moment and then felt her lips swoop down again and touch his cock, only this time they were partly open and as she gripped that part of his swollen cockhead between her lips she exhaled slightly, blowing the hot air down the length of his shaft. Rob writhed against the carpet and felt his mother's lips dwell on his cock. He hoped she was going to part her lips and let his shaft slip into her mouth instead of continuing to tease him.
Angela felt her own body begin to get superheated and smiled to herself. No, she couldn't control her own impulses, and she would have to stop this teasing, much as she enjoyed it. She would have to let Rob's cock slip into her mouth because she longed to taste his sperm and longed to feel his cock press against her tongue.
Slowly she parted her lips, first allowing his cockhead to slip into her mouth and then his shaft to slide inch by inch down her throat. His cock was well greased with his own come and it tasted sweet as her tongue lapped around and around the pole jammed into her mouth.
Rob arched his back and pushed his cock hard against the roof of Angela's mouth and heard her cough and gag because of his sudden movement, but she quickly adjusted, and now she gripped the cock between her tongue and the roof of her mouth, and felt its warm pulsating driving her mad. She sucked her cheeks together, letting them touch against the sides of Rob's cock, and smiled to herself as she felt Rob's cock begin to pulsate. His prick was charging itself up with sperm and was ready to come again.
Angela looked up toward Cathy and her husband, and saw that Bill wasn't even slightly perturbed. In fact he had his hands around Cathy, one manipulating her tits and the other strumming across her pussy and making passes at her clit. Cathy's face was red and she was close to popping off herself. The hell with them, Angela thought to herself as she turned her attention to Rob, and started pulling her head back and forth, letting his cock slip out of her mouth and then in again, scraping the come off his tool and covering it with saliva. In just a few minutes there would be a new load of sperm shooting down her throat and it was that thought that occupied her mind now and she applied herself to Rob's cock and tried to shut out her audience.
Angela could feel her own body grow hot as Rob's meat slid back and forth between her lips and suddenly she became aware of her husband's hands on her ass, caressing the firm globes and watching as she sucked their son. She wanted to say "Not now," but she was too busy sucking cock. A moment later she was glad she didn't discourage her husband because she felt him part her legs and finger her pussy. She had masturbated herself before and she hoped he would not be teasing her, that he would shove his own cock between her aching cunt lips and bang her the way she wanted to be banged. Maybe this was what her husband needed, someone to inspire him by setting an example. Maybe this would turn him into the super lover he had been when they first married.
Angela could feel the pussy juice ooze its way down the length of her cunt and drip past the lips that were being held open by her husband's long sensitive fingers. Whatever else had happened to him, she thought, he was still one of the best when it came to finger jobs. She moved her legs wider apart and she felt his erect cock pressing against her backside and then sliding down to get within an inch of her waiting cunt lips. Angela wiggled her ass and Jack took the hint, sliding forward to press his cock against her cunt lips. She felt a shudder race through her body as his cock made contact with her and then, in one smooth motion, slid right into her well-greased cunt, parting her lips and filling them full.
Jack felt good sliding into his wife, and now that she was busy giving head to her son he felt as if he were in command and he started rocking back and forth, pulling his prick out and driving it in again. Fucking his daughter had only been a warm-up and it was the ample cunt of his wife that was driving him wild. She had mastered the arcane art of contracting and expanding her muscles as if she were trying to wring the last bit of sperm out of her lover and now he felt her cunt muscles begin to flex as he pumped in and out of Angela, digging his fingers into her ass and holding on to keep from losing his balance.
For her part, Angela felt that she had never had it so good as two pricks plugged her from both ends-Rob jamming his cock into his mother's mouth and feeling her press it against the roof of her mouth with her tongue, and Jack crouching behind her, hammering his cock deep into her cunt and feeling her clasp and unclasp her muscles to heighten his pleasure as he felt his cock sliding in and out of her silky sheath. Angela fought hard to control her impulses, every one of which told her to cut loose and to come, her body superheated and begging for orgasmic release. But she suppressed these feelings; she wanted to feel the supreme pleasure of having two cocks inside of her body for as long as she could, and she wanted to feel them both squirt their juice into her.
Jack continued to pull back and plunge forward and his cock grew sensitive and began to ache. He felt the sperm in his balls begin to bubble and boil and he couldn't remember the time his cock, plunging into his wife, had experienced such intense vibrations. Angela rotated her ass and ground her buttocks against his hips. She was about to come and he struggled hard to synchronize his motions with hers. Angela pressed her hips back hard, wanting to feel his cock inside her as deeply as possible. He lunged back and then forward and then felt his cock begin to twitch as the first great spurt surged down through his prick and shot into Angela.
Angela tried to let out a gasp, but her mouthful of Rob's cock prevented her and all that came out was a strangled groan. Her body twitched as it yielded to Jack's cock, which was spurting its juice into her, and she felt her cunt begin to surge and flex as her own orgasm started to kick off. Angela closed her eyes tightly and concentrated her energy on her mouth, sucking Rob's cock and bearing down on it, but her orgasm soon overcame her, and when Rob started pouring his sperm into her mouth, Angela's head twisted to the side and her mouth fell open. She tried to swallow, but her nerves and muscles were short-circuited and wouldn't obey her command. Rob's come sprayed into her mouth, filling it and trickling out of the sides, leaving a milky white trail down her cheeks.
Rob's cock shriveled up and Angela started running her tongue over her lips, licking the last remains of his come from her face and smacking her lips at the sweet taste. She leaned forward, letting her body fall across Rob's and cover it, and she dragged Jack with her, his cock soft now that it had expelled its juice into her cunt. Angela felt good sandwiched between Jack and Rob. Jack's soft cock was pressing against the crack of her ass now, and Rob's flaccid tool, its energy spent, was pressing against her belly. The room was heavy with the dank, musty odor of body sweat and come and Angela drew deep breaths, relishing this superb moment.
She turned her head toward the door and saw that Cathy was sitting with her back to the wall and her legs spread wide and both hands jammed into her cunt, manipulating herself and trying to come. Her head rolled back and forth and short grunts rolled out of her mouth as she tried to push herself over the edge and into the valley of orgasm. Angela smiled at her daughter and beckoned her to come over.
"Cathy, you shouldn't have to do that yourself when you have two big strong men here to take care of you," she smiled. "Why don't you let your brother do that for you, while your father and I sneak off to bed?"
Rob let his head roll back so he could see his sister and he saw that she really was in agony. Her body ached for sexual release and she couldn't push herself over the edge. "Come on, Jack," Angela breathed as her husband rolled off her back, "there are a couple of things I'd like to try with you in our bedroom now that you're such a tiger."
"I'm ready when you are," he said, smiling and struggling to his feet. "I didn't know you were that creative."
"I didn't know you were that good a lay," Angela said getting to her feet and gripping his tool in her hand. She felt it start to grow stiff again and she smiled because she knew just what she was going to do with it when she got back to their, room. She was going to eat it until it ballooned to its full size and then she was going to stuff it into her asshole. They had never done that before and she looked forward to it.
"Now you two hop into bed," Jack said, smiling at Cathy and Rob, "and you, Robbie, take good care of your sister. I don't want to see her horny again in the morning."
"I will, Dad," Rob smiled, holding his hand out to Cathy and watching as she moved towards him and put her hand in his. "I sure will."
"We'll talk about all this in the morning," Angela said, leading Jack to the door by his cock as if it were a leash. "But in the meantime, I'm warning you both, not a word of this to anybody. This is a small town full of prudes and if word of this ever got out, we'd be ruined. I hope you both understand that."
"Sure, Mom," Rob nodded, letting his hand snake around Cathy's waist. "No problem." Angela and Jack moved through the door, pulling it closed behind them, and as they did, Rob pulled his sister around so their bodies were facing each other. He pressed his lips over hers and let his body lean against her. She felt good in his arms, and his cock, which was pressing against her pubic hairs, began to stir.
"But what about the Wilsons?" Cathy asked, breaking the kiss.
"Don't worry about them, we'll do it the same way we did this," Robbie assured her. "Now are you coming to bed with me or do I have to rape you for the second time?"
Cathy was too hot and anxious to bother with the rape scene, much as she enjoyed it. All she said was "Uh-huh," and she bounded into bed with Rob close at her heels.
CHAPTER TEN
Rob was vaguely aware of screams and giggles coming from his parents' room all through the night, but he didn't pay any attention to them. If his parents wanted to be alone that was okay with him, and whatever they wanted to do with him was okay, too. He and Cathy had got right down to business. His cock had hardened and her cunt was well-greased and waiting and they had banged hard all night. In fact, it was only the first rays of sunshine now pouring through the window that woke him up, and when he looked around for Cathy he saw her spread between his legs, his cock, stiff again, between her lips.
"I thought you'd never wake up, sleepyhead," Cathy teased him.
"It isn't my head that's sleepy," Rob grinned sheepishly. "But I can't remember a thing we did last night."
"Oh, I remember very well," Cathy said, cradling his balls in her hand. "We did all kinds of things. We fucked, and we sucked, and we humped and you screwed me every which way. Laurie says her father calls that a 'trip around the world.' "
"Never mind Laurie," Rob said. "Why don't you hop on top of me now, I'm much to lazy."
"So I have to do my own dirty work," Cathy smiled, sitting up and positioning herself over Rob's cock. She looked down at her brother and could see that he had folded his hands behind his back and was grinning up at her. She smiled down at him and ran her hand up and down his shaft a couple of times. She could feel it throbbing and she wanted to feel it throbbing inside her. Her cunt was dry, but she didn't have the patience to lubricate herself. She wanted to feel that throbbing cock inside her now and she used one of her hands to part the dry lips of her cunt and the other to guide Rob's cock smack into the part. She felt his cockhead press her lips apart and she lowered herself, letting her weight force his cock into her tight cunt.
"Urrrgghhh, arrghhhh," Cathy's grunts tore through the room as Rob's cock pierced her parched pussy. But Cathy refused to let up and continued to bear down, forcing Rob's all the way into her. In moments her pain was replaced by pleasure as she felt Rob's cock nestle against the rear of her cunt and her pussy juice began to ooze.
Cathy shifted herself and let herself fall again, feeling Rob's pole slide in and out of her as she did. Her cunt walls were still tight and aching from last night and Rob's cock splitting them felt good, especially since she was on top and could control the pace at which they proceeded. Cathy pulled up and settled down, this time feeling Rob hoist his hips to meet her downward thrust and add to her pleasure. Rob smiled up at his sister as she sat, legs straddling his, and his cock embedded in her body. I'll have to do this more often, Rob thought to himself, as his sister shifted her body slightly and continued her attack.
Cathy's pussy juice was oozing freely now, and Rob's cock slid in and out of her easily. In this position, perched over him, she could feel her clit pulled and manipulated each time she hoisted herself and slammed down again on top of Rob's delicious cock. Now that her pussy was properly wet, Cathy started riding Rob up and down, lifting herself and letting gravity do all the hard work as she plunged down and felt his cock sear a path through her cunt walls. This felt good and she wanted to do it forever, but she began to feel her body sway dangerously. She could feel her cheeks blush as her superheated blood raced through her body.
Her thrusts became rhythmic now and she rode up and down. She began to fantasize that she was on a merry-go-round, plunging up and down. She could almost feel the room sway around her each time Rob's cock slammed all the way into the deepest part of her crevice. She tried to breathe, but found that she couldn't; her body was hot all over and when she felt Rob's cock begin to twitch she knew that she wouldn't have to hold back much longer. She could almost feel Rob's cock swell to even larger size as it twitched and she knew that in a moment her cunt would be filled to overflowing. She lifted herself high, almost letting Rob's cock pop out of her cunt, and then slammed herself down, her ass crashing against Rob's hipbones.
That did the trick, and she could feel the oceans of Rob's sperm slam into her and her own floodgates open wide. Her body rocked back and forth and she fell forward, using her hands to support herself against Rob's chest. Her face fell down almost to Rob's as her massive orgasm racked her body and she was vaguely aware that he was grinning at her, but his face was twisted into the kind of uncontrollable grin he always had when he was coming, and Cathy could still feel his man juice pouring into her in short bursts.
At last Cathy felt her body start to cool off as the blood receded from her face and she started coming down off her orgasm. Rob too was beginning to relax, but she stayed perched on his cock, softer now than it was before, but still hard enough to feel good between the lips of her cunt. She steadied herself by pressing the palms of her hands down on Rob's chest, while Rob, his hands still tucked behind his head, grinned up at her.
"I see you two are still at it," Angela said, as she and Jack walked into the room. They were dressed and ready for the day, and both were smiling as neither had smiled before.
"Get a good night's sleep?" Rob asked.
"A good night, yes. Sleep, no!" Jack answered as his arm hugged his wife's waist. "I see you two didn't waste any time this morning, but you better get moving and take showers or you'll be late for school."
Cathy lifted her leg and swung it over her brother's torso, letting his cock slip out of her crevice with a loud pop. They all laughed at the sound, and as Rob rose to head for the shower, Angela caught his arm and restrained him.
"Now remember what I said last night," she warned. "Not a word of this to anyone else ever. Your father and I have decided that this has got to stay within these four walls."
"That's right, kids," Jack echoed. "If this gets out we could all get into trouble. A lot more trouble than you realize, so don't let this slip out ever, understand?"
Cathy and Rob both nodded and headed for the bathroom. Now that their parents knew about them they wouldn't have to sneak around and they could shower together. It would be much nicer to have Cathy soap his cock, Rob thought, smiling as he remembered that he would get to do her tits. The only thing wrong with the shower, Rob thought, as he toweled Cathy dry and then turned around so that she could dry him, was that they had to hurry through it because they were running late. When Cathy finished drying him they exchanged a long sloppy wet kiss and parted company to get dressed.
Breakfast was also a hurried affair, and they all laughed when Angela wondered aloud where the weekend, that usually seemed so long, had disappeared to. It was already Monday and another week lay ahead of them. ""Mom, is it okay if Rob and I stop off at Laurie's for a while on the way home?" Cathy asked as their mother kissed them both goodbye at the door.
"I don't see why not, but try to get home in time for dinner. I don't want to have to call you on the phone like last time," she cautioned.
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Rob smiled to himself as he sat through the school day. These interminably long school days were beginning to become a normal thing and he found it harder and harder to sit through the school day knowing that at the end of the day there would be Cathy waiting for him, or his mother, or else the Wilson women, Vikki and Laurie. This afternoon he would be the only man and he would have his choice of Laurie, Vikki, and Cathy.
The images of those women danced through his head all through the day, and he had to fight hard to pay attention to the schoolwork. He dressed and undressed the women countless times, thinking first of Laurie, then deciding to take Vikki first, and he didn't want to hurt Cathy's feelings even though he had spent all of last night sticking it to her.
Which should he start with? he thought to himself. Maybe he would let them draw straws.
Yes, that was it; as cock of the walk he could have them argue over him and fight over him. Rob felt his cock press against his pants all day, and a couple of times he was tempted to slip his hand under his desk and beat off, but he didn't want to waste any of his precious sperm, not when he had three luscious women waiting for him.
When the final school bell rang, it wasn't a moment too soon, and Rob practically tore out of the classroom to meet Laurie and Cathy, who were already on the steps, ready for the short walk home. "Which of us are you going to start with?" Laurie asked, batting her eyelashes at Rob and smiling coyly.
"You'll find out," Rob grinned at her, letting one of his hands snake around her and pull her against his body. "And you may get a kick out of it, too."
The three turned up the flagstone walk to the Wilson house, and once inside, they found that all was ready for them. Mrs. Wilson greeted them with a tray of milk and cookies and watched as they ate. And as they ate Rob stared at Mrs. Wilson and at the way she managed to just barely fit into the flimsy negligee she was wearing. Rob felt his body grow superheated and felt his cock ache for Mrs. Wilson-for Vikki. But he forced himself to be polite and finish his milk and cookies.
While they ate Rob and Cathy filled Vikki and Laurie in on the goings on-and especially of the comings off-of the night before and how their parents seemed to accept the idea of a family swing. Rob then suggested that the Wilsons invite them to dinner.
"I think that's a great idea," Vikki cut in. "Yeah, we'll have you all over to dinner and after a couple of glasses of wine we'll make our move."
"Do you think that'll work?" Cathy asked dubiously.
"Of course it will," Vikki said enthusiastically. "After dinner you kids will go upstairs to 'watch TV' while we adults make ourselves comfortable here."
"Yeah, but how will you pull it off?" Cathy asked.
"Oh, we'll sort of arrange to split off," Vikki smiled. "Dick will take your mother downstairs to show her something-or-other and that'll leave me here with your dad. And then we'll make our move. It can't miss."
"I hope you're right," Cathy said. "If it doesn't work there'll be some explosion."
"Don't worry about it," Vikki smiled. "You'll be upstairs with Laurie and Rob having a very good time."
"Yeah," Cathy grinned, "that's the best part."
"Now why don't you girls run along and leave me and Rob alone for about a half hour or so," Vikki smiled. "I'm sure you can find something to amuse yourselves with upstairs."
"Come on Cathy, I'll show you Mom's new toy," Laurie said. "It's big and black and fits just right."
"I can guess what it is, and boy would I like to try one, my mom has one too," Cathy said, walking up the stairs behind Laurie.
"Now that we're alone," Vikki smiled, her voice as husky and seductive as ever, "maybe I can take this off and get comfortable. Why don't you get undressed, too."
Rob didn't need a second invitation and he started wrestling his way out of his clothes while keeping one eye on Vikki to watch as she sensuously wriggled her way out of the negligee that didn't hide all that much to begin with. Angela did a quick pirouette ending up on the floor, her legs stretched wide and a grin on her face as Rob slipped down beside her.
"Kiss me, Robbie boy," she breathed, puckering up her lips, jutting her chin forward and closing her eyes tightly. Again, Rob needed no second invitation as he moved forward and covered Vikki's lips with his, feeling them give way to allow his tongue into her mouth. Rob didn't wait for even a first invitation as he rolled on top of Vikki and pressed her body to the floor with his. His cock, already hard, found a soft place between her thighs and he could feel Vikki slide her legs together to clamp down on his prick.
Her smooth legs gripped his cock firmly and pressed it tightly, and her small breasts with their pointed nipples pressed into his chest as his tongue probed her mouth. He could feel her hot breath against his face, and her heavy perfume drove him mad with desire. He was always ready for Vikki, but this time she overpowered him completely. He tried to wiggle and turn and free his meat from the grip of her powerful legs, but she had him firmly in her grasp and wouldn't let go. He rolled over, pulling her on top of him and still she held on. He wrapped his arms around her and slid them down the length of her back, searching until he found the crack that separated the two small orbs of her buttocks. He pressed his fingers into the crack and slid them down, pulling her ass apart and searching for the tiny hole ringed with muscles which he had already penetrated. He watched her cunt this time, but would start with her asshole and work his way around.
Rob felt her legs ease up slightly on his cock as he poked one finger through the sphincter, and then another, pulling her asshole open and letting the cool air slip in. Vikki let loose with a series of short gasps as she was getting turned on, and her body pressed against his, her satiny skin turning him on even more. Rob dug one of his fingers deeper into her rear door and felt her legs slide apart freeing his cock, which popped up under the force of his erection and rested against her patch of cunt hair.
Rob let his fingers slip out of her asshole and he turned over, pressing Vikki against the floor. Vikki's body was superheated and she couldn't take any more love play either and she let her legs slide wide apart and arched her back, offering her cunt to Rob. Vikki's hands slid down through the tangled patch of hair that covered her love triangle and pulled the hair apart, offering Rob a clear view of the long, delicate slit.
Vikki pressed her fingers down along the slit and then pulled it apart, revealing the soft pink insides. Rob lowered his head between her legs and could sniff the distinctive scent of pussy. He could also see the droplets of pussy juice that clung to the lips of her twat. Rob ran his tongue from the bottom of the slit all the way to the top, lapping up the tiny sweet drops and letting his tongue linger over the knob of her clit, feeling Vikki twitch and tremble when his tongue came into full contact with it.
"Now, Robbie," Vikki breathed. "Now stuff your meat deep into me, don't make me wait any longer. It's torture!"
"Say pretty please," Rob teased, as he let his tongue roam the length of her slit again.
"Purrrritttty puhleeessse," Vikki exhaled, her hands now clawing the carpet as Rob's tongue continued to dance ever so lightly over her twat.
Rob smiled and moved down toward Vikki, who grasped his stiff cock in her hands and guided it to her waiting slit. Rob could feel his cockhead touch the slightly moist lips of the slit and then slide easily in. Vikki's hand felt good clutching his shaft and he missed it when she pulled her head away, but its absence was soon made up for by the tight feeling he experienced as his prick wedged its way between the sides of her cunt and slid all the way home.
Vikki's only comment on Rob's cock sliding in' so easily was a long, low moan and a shudder that almost knocked Rob back onto the floor. When Vikki recovered from the shudder she drew her legs back and locked them around Rob's waist, sucking his cock deeper into her hole. Rob pulled back and then drove forward, feeling his cock slide in and out of the tight hole, and shudders of pleasure raced through his body. Vikki's breathing was very heavy and Rob could feel it washing across his face as he pulled back again and drove forward, feeling that delicious surge take over his entire body as his cock slid all the way deep into Vikki, and as she pushed upward to meet his downward thrust. Vikki pulled her legs even further back, pressing them against Rob's shoulders, and his cock slammed all the way against the rear of her vagina.
For Rob this heightened the delicious sensation and drove him wild with frenzy. He pulled back and drove forward again, hearing a loud gasp come from Vikki's throat as she lay pinned and helpless under him and as he continued to bang away at her. His balls slapped gently against Vikki's ass with each thrust, and with each thrust he could feel the pressure inside his body grow greater and greater. Rob pressed his hips against Vikki's ass and his balls rubbed gently against her cheeks; it felt good and he pulled back again and drove forward, his cock sliding easily all the way into Vikki as deeply as it could.
"Come into me now," Vikki pleaded, her words almost drowned out by her heavy breathing and her attempts to withhold her own orgasm until Rob came. "Spill your juice into me, lover. Fill me with your sperm," she begged.
"Say pretty please," Rob hissed through clenched teeth as he struggled to hold back his stream of come to prolong Vikki's suffering. "Say it."
"Purrittttyy Puhleese-"
Her cry of acquiescence was cut short when Rob released his stream into her, firing his short bursts of sperm that slammed against the rear of her cunt and ricocheted off the sides and drained back to the bottom of her twat, Vikki felt the sperm bounce madly around in her and trigger her own reaction. Her eyes went blank and fireworks went off in her mind. She could feel alternate waves of heat and cold sweep through her body and her cunt suddenly ached as Rob's cock pressed hard against the rear wall.
Vikki let her legs slide down to Rob's waist again, and then further down until they touched the floor. It was only then that she could start breathing normally again and begin to come down from her orgasm.
Rob rolled off her, his energy spent, and he leaned close to Vikki, pushing one of his arms under her body and drawing her near to him. Her soft skin against his body felt good, and the two relaxed for a moment while they watched Cathy and Laurie come down the steps, both nude and both obviously having already amused themselves. Rob could tell by the splotchy red marks that covered both their breasts that they had come, and the fact that the dildo in Laurie's hands was covered with a mixture of cream and pussy juice confirmed his observation.
"Watch this, Rob," Cathy called as she paused halfway down the stairs. She took the dildo from Laurie, squatted down low, that action spreading the lips of her young twat, and inserted it between her legs, pushing upward slowly but firmly. Rob noted that the dildo was almost the exact same model his mother had and he watched with open eyes as the dildo disappeared entirely into Cathy's cunt without a trace of it showing.
"I'd love to be able to walk around school like this," Cathy grinned. But as she started to get up the heavy black base of the dildo appeared, as if she were deliberately pushing it out of her. Rob saw the cross-eyed look sweep over Cathy's face, and he could tell that it was turning her on.
Rob felt Vikki sit up and then get to her feet, letting one hand hang down so that Rob could grab it and pull himself up, too. "I hate to spoil the fun," Vikki said, "but I think your mother is expecting you for dinner. You'd better get dressed and get a move on."
"Yeah, I guess so," Rob said, watching as Cathy slipped the dildo out of her cunt and handed it back to Laurie. "But when are we going to have our get-together."
"Why not Friday night," Vikki suggested, Watching as Cathy struggled back into her clothing. "I'll call your mother after dinner tonight and suggest that you all come over."
"I'm not sure I can last that long," Rob said, slipping back into his pants, but Vikki only tousled his hair and laughed.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
It was another week of long and difficult waiting for Rob and Cathy, alleviated only by long hours of screwing with each other, and twice with their parents, but when Friday evening arrived Rob found himself as horny as ever and could hardly wait to get off. He dressed as comfortably as he could, in jeans and a sport shirt, and his father wore a leisure suit, but Rob almost creamed right in his pants when he saw his mother, practically hanging out of a jumpsuit that was slashed all the way down to the navel, revealing generous portions of her firm white breasts. Cathy was wearing a long skirt slit up the side, revealing her long white legs, topped by a see-through blouse and the briefest of bras.
The door to the Wilson house was flung open even before the last echoes of the chimes had died away by Laurie, in a tiny mini-dress that revealed the expanse of her shoulders and a generous helping of her firm young breasts. Rob felt his own mouth water and he could have sworn he saw his father do a double take at the sight of Laurie. Entering the living room just when they did was Vikki, and again Rob felt a tightening in his crotch as his cock went crazy. Vikki was wearing a long filmy outfit through which he could clearly see the firm red nipples of her tiny breasts and the briefest pair of panties through which he could swear he could see the outline of her slit. The black fabric hid practically nothing.
"Hi everybody," Dick called out as he entered the room with a tray of drinks, martinis for the adults, sodas for Rob and Cathy and Laurie. Dick was also wearing a jump suit, the kind that had a zipper down the middle, and he had carefully let the zipper slide all the way down his chest, revealing a thick mat of hair which Angela eyed carefully.
Rob fidgeted during the half hour or so of small talk that preceded dinner, and then found himself drumming his fingertips during dessert, just waiting for the signal from Dick and Vikki. It was not long in coming.
"Well, why don't we all move back to the living room and relax," Vikki smiled, "and let the children go upstairs and watch some television."
Rob, Cathy and Laurie bounded upstairs to Laurie's room where they turned on the television set, but, of course, paid no attention to it. They listened for a moment and could hear that their parents' conversation was continuing. Rob turned around and could see that Laurie was pushing the top of her dress down to her waist, her breasts bouncing slightly as the fabric rubbed over them. She pushed the dress all the way down, letting it fall to the floor, revealing that she hadn't bothered with panties that night. Rob stared at the triangle of hair between her legs, and then moved toward her, pulling off his shirt and discarding it, then doing likewise with his pants.
"Go ahead," Cathy smiled, "I'll keep watch."
Rob's cock was already stiff with anticipation and as he approached Laurie her hand reached out and touched the head of his cock lightly. Her cool hand felt good on the hot skin of his cock, and it felt even better when she wrapped her fist around the full length of his shaft. Rob pressed his entire body against Laurie and her tits rubbed against his chest. Her mouth fell open, inviting his lips to meet hers, inviting his tongue to probe her mouth.
As Rob pushed his tongue into Laurie's mouth, tasting her sweet essence, Laurie continued to grip his cock firmly, rubbing it against the smooth, velvety skin of her thighs, feeling it throb in her hand as if it had a life of its own. She could feel a thin stream of wetness trace on her thigh as she rubbed Rob's prick, and now she moved it slightly so that it pressed against her bush. Laurie wanted to feel that chunk of throbbing meat inside of her, and she tried to stuff it in, but couldn't. Rob laced his hands around Laurie's waist and lifted her so that she could wrap her legs around his waist. Laurie could feel her cunt lips part as her legs spread around Rob's waist, and he lowered her gently right down onto his prick.
Rob's cock eased into Laurie's tight little cunt with barely a whisper and Laurie shuddered so hard that he almost lost his balance. Rob bent down and carefully lowered her to the carpet, making sure that his cock wouldn't slip out of her. And then he started to move back and forth gently, rubbing his cock against the inside of her cunt. Laurie's mouth fell open, and her hands buried themselves in Rob's ass, clinging to it as he ploughed into her.
Cathy felt her body flush with heat as she watched her brother hump Laurie, and she let one of her fingers glide gently over the part of her short skirt that covered her slit, while her tongue licked back and forth over her lips. The conversation downstairs had ceased and suddenly Cathy heard voices on the stairway. She opened the door just a crack and saw her mother and Dick moving up the stairs. She paused for a moment, wondering whether to alert Rob and Laurie, but then saw that Dick had his hand firmly planted on her mother's ass and her mother was leaning heavily against Dick, letting her boobs roll against his arm.
They walked right past Cathy, and paused just opposite her, and she watched with rapt attention as Dick leaned down and planted a long wet kiss on Angela's lips. Dick let his arms rove up to her neck and undo the clasp which held the top of her jumpsuit in place. She made no protest and giggled as the folds of fabric that barely concealed her breasts fell to her waist. She threw herself against Dick and pressed her boobs against his chest. "Take me, I'm yours," she breathed. And Dick took her, picking her up in his arms and carrying her to the bedroom.
So things were going according to plan, Cathy smiled, curious about what was going on downstairs. She looked back over her shoulder and could see that Rob and Laurie were progressing nicely. Rob had wedged his cock firmly into Laurie's cunt and was rocking back and forth, with both of them gasping for breath. Cathy listened for a moment and when she heard soft sounds of grunts and moans coming from the master bedroom, she assumed that her mother and Dick would be too involved with each other to notice her.
She was right. It took Dick just a moment to unzip the rest of his jumpsuit and to squirm out of it, and it took Angela even less time to push her jumpsuit the rest of the way down her hips and to sprawl on her back and present her body to Dick. Cathy slipped down the hall and peeked through the open door to the bedroom. She saw Dick lower himself to the floor and run his hands along her mother's fleshy thighs, which were as full and rounded as Vikki's were slender and muscular. Dick must love this kind of body, Cathy thought as she watched him linger over it.
Angela drew her legs back and spread them wide, revealing the pouting lips of her cunt. She lifted her head slightly and smiled to Dick from between her legs and cupped her breasts in her hands, pushing them up and offering them. Cathy could see Dick almost salivate as he moved quickly, positioning his hips over her mother's and bending his head down to suck on the mounds of fleshy, firm breast. She saw almost half of her mother's tit disappear into Dick's mouth and she heard her mother groan as the nerve endings in her boobs transmitted the waves of pleasure throughout her body.
Cathy could see Dick's erect cock hanging between his legs, pointing almost straight down at her mother's cunt, and she longed to sneak into the room and stuff that meat into her, but she waited at the door and watched as Dick lowered himself onto her mother, and her mother shuddered as Dick's immense tool burned its way into her cunt.
Cathy's hand had worked its way under her skirt now and was pressing along her slit, running up and down. She could feel a wet spot on her panties grow larger as her body grew warmer and as tension built within her. Everybody was getting it except her and she was getting frustrated. She wished she could remember where Laurie's mother stashed her dildo. Cathy turned away from that scene and moved down the hall toward the stairway, wondering how Vikki was doing with her father. She paused for a moment and looked in on Rob and Laurie. They had changed position and now Laurie sat on Rob's prick and was humping up and down, her eyes closed tightly and her small tits jiggling as she moved.
Cathy moved toward the steps and stood behind the wall, peeking around it and looking down. Vikki was standing in front of her father who was seated. Her chest was at his eye level and she was but inches from him. He must have an incredible view of her tits, Cathy thought, wondering how long it would take Vikki's perfume to overwhelm her father. As she watched she saw her father rise. Vikki didn't move an inch which forced him to brush against her, and as he did he let one arm snake around her waist and lock her against his body. Vikki didn't flinch a muscle, opening her mouth to meet his as he bent down to her.
Vikki moved one of her hands to Jack's groin and felt for her erect cock, rubbing her hand up and down along it as his hands encircled her and crushed her to his body. He scooped Vikki up in his arms and carried her toward an open spot in front of the couch and carefully laid her down. Vikki still didn't move a muscle as Jack's hands started moving swiftly and surely to strip the filmy gown from her body, and to pull her tiny panties down past her hips. Just as quickly and surely, he stripped his own clothing off and lowered himself onto Vikki, pressing against her.
Cathy could see her father's cock almost glow with red heat as he pressed it against Vikki's belly, and he could see Vikki pull her legs apart to welcome the tool, but Jack had other ideas. First he cupped her small boobs in his hands, pushing them together and making them seem larger. Then he flicked his fingers over her nipples, making them grow bright red and erect. Vikki's head rolled back and forth as short moans escaped her lips. Her tits may have been small, but they were getting a thorough going-over and she was being turned on as she had never been turned on before.
"Oh now, please now, shove your cock into me," Vikki moaned in her hoarse whisper, which wafted up the stairs to where Cathy was hiding, busily fingering her own slit and hoping for release. Cathy watched as her father raised himself and positioned his cock between Vikki's tight lips-Rob had told her how tight Vikki's cunt was, and how he practically had to squeeze into it, and how she watched as her father leaned down, parting the cunt lips with his cock and sliding slowly, almost painfully, deep into Vikki. Cathy watched as Vikki moaned softly, and her father grimaced as he tried to drive his prick deep into Vikki.
Vikki's legs parted, and even from the top of the stairs she could hear the moan of appreciation as Vikki felt the cock slide all the way into her and touch bottom. Jack wrapped his arms around Vikki, hugging her tightly, and started riding up and down. Beads of sweat formed on-his back as he thrust his cock deep into her, feeling her rise up to meet him, their hips coming together in a loud slap.
Cathy turned away from the scene for a moment, her frustration mounting. She pulled her blouse off and slipped her skirt down her legs, letting it land on the floor, and then pushed her panties down too. Her cunt lips hung loosely and craved the feeling of a stiff cock thrust into her. She turned back to watch her father hump Vikki and rubbed her fingers along her slit, concentrating on the quivering clit which was begging to be handled. Cathy felt an arm on her shoulder and turned around. It was Laurie, smiling broadly. Why shouldn't she be smiling? she just had her cunt properly reamed out, Cathy thought, a tinge of jealousy sweeping over her.
But the jealousy was quick to vanish because Laurie took both of Cathy's hands in hers and drew her close, hugging her, their breasts rubbing sensuously against each other. "Thanks, Cathy, thanks for letting me get to Robbie first," Laurie whispered, wrapping her arms around her and kissing her.
Cathy felt her body quiver and she returned Laurie's kiss, letting her mouth fall open as she felt Laurie's tongue press hard against her lips. She also felt Laurie's arms digging into her ass and kneading her buttocks. Cathy surrendered to Laurie, her pent-up emotions finally breaking through. She needed to be loved and Laurie's sure firm hands probing her body felt good.
Laurie lowered her face and started nibbling lightly on Cathy's tits, gripping a nipple between her lips and letting it escape, using her tongue to arouse the nipples which, crowned each of Cathy's rich boobs. Cathy felt herself grow weak and held tightly on to Laurie, who carefully lowered her to the floor. Neither cared that not thirty feet from them in either direction their parents were fucking. They had no fear of getting caught now and Cathy craved an orgasm. She wanted to feel her body being touched and caressed, she wanted to be handled and sucked all over, and Laurie was doing just that to her breasts, manipulating them and rolling them around in her hands, nibbling on the nipples and brushing them with her tongue.
Cathy closed her eyes tight and clenched her fists into tight balls, pushing them against the floor as she felt Laurie slide down on the length of her body, kissing it and biting it lightly with her teeth. She could feel Laurie's tongue probing through the bush between her legs, finding the slit and then using her tongue to pry it open. Laurie started with the quivering knob of her clit and then drew the clit into her mouth, rolling her tongue around it and biting it lightly between her teeth.
A soft low moan escaped Cathy's lips as she felt Laurie's hands probing her breasts, still pushing and pulling them, and the moan turned to a gasp when she felt one of his hands slip under her ass and begin probing for her tender little asshole. That asshole hadn't been fucked for days and had grown tight again, and with Laurie's tongue probing her clit, Cathy felt she just couldn't take it anymore, she felt she would come any minute, and come so loudly that all the adults would be shocked out of their own screwing.
Cathy gritted her teeth together and held on for dear life as she felt Laurie's finger slip past the little knot of pink muscles and into the sheath of her asshole. Laurie's finger hurt just a bit as it slid in but Cathy was grateful for the waves of pleasure that it sent through her body. She used one of her hands to press down on Laurie's head, which was resting between her legs, trying to push her entire head into her cunt. Cathy spread her legs even wider and Laurie opened her mouth wide, blowing gently into her friend's cunt and letting her tongue flick out and rake the length of her wide open slit.
"Aaaaarrrgghhhh, owwwrrrrrr," Cathy purred as she felt herself slip over the edge to orgasm, her body bucking as Laurie continued her assault on it, not letting up, not letting Cathy recover even slightly. Cathy's body arched and fell, slamming her ass against the floor as each wave of orgasm swept up and receded again, and with each slam of her ass against the floor, Cathy could feel Laurie's finger digging deeper and deeper into her asshole, setting off yet another orgasm.
At last, and to Cathy it seemed like hours, Laurie pulled back, letting Cathy relax and breathe as the last waves of orgasmic pleasure washed over her body. Cathy finally opened her eyes and saw Laurie smiling down at her, and she returned the smile, this time a genuine one.
Then her eyes widened, almost in shock, because standing behind Laurie watching were her mother and Laurie's father, and behind them, Rob. Cathy blushed as she wondered for how long she had been the focal point of their attention. She looked at Laurie, who had a streak of exhibitionist in her, and who must have enjoyed discovering that she had been putting on a little show, and then at Rob and Angela and Dick, all of whom looked as though they'd been fucking for hours. Angela was flushed and Cathy could see small droplets of sperm just on the lips of her cunt, and both Dick and Rob had the "just been fucked" look on their faces, and half-stiff cocks coated with a delicious mixture of sperm and pussy juice.
"You were just lovely, darling," Angela whispered as she moved to Cathy and knelt by her side, hugging her. "You really are a fine young woman."
"Shhh, look," Laurie whispered, pointing downstairs. They all moved quietly to the corner overlooking the living room and saw Jack and Vikki scrambling around the floor, with Jack taking the prone position and Vikki hopping on top of him, guiding his staff into her crevice. Vikki started hopping up and down, bouncing madly, driving Jack's cock into her as far as she could, losing her balance and swaying, almost falling off several times as they watched from above. Vikki abandoned herself to her desires, her head rolling back and forth as she struggled to hammer Jack's cock into her again and again.
Vikki let her head fall back, and as she did she caught a glimpse of her audience. She smiled and waved one hand over her head, indicating "come on down." Angela hesitated for a moment, but Dick took her hand and led her downstairs; Rob and Cathy and Laurie were anxious to get into the act and didn't need any encouragement, following Angela and Dick, smiling at the coup they had pulled off in liberating their parents.
Vikki continued to bounce up and down on Jack, short grunts escaping from her lips as she felt herself edge closer and closer to her orgasm. His eyes rolled open as he felt Vikki pounding down on him and he became aware of his audience and smiled, reaching up to hang on to Vikki's boobs as she bounced up and down on him, rubbing his cock raw.
Watching this display of total wantonness was more than any of the audience could tolerate and Rob's hands reached out toward Cathy and Laurie, drawing them close to him and feeling the warmth of their bodies. Angela nestled against Dick, watching her husband get fucked by Dick's wife. This was a new experience for her and she stared hard, smiling inwardly that now she would have no more trouble getting laid. She would have her choice of three men, and watching Vikki humping up and down on her husband reminded her that she didn't have to limit herself to men only.
Vikki had a marvelous body and maybe later she would get to explore it, to probe that muscular frame with its well-formed slender breasts that were bobbing up and down.
Angela felt Dick's hand moved around her and cup her boobs and she let her own hand move toward Dick's prick, cradling it in her arms and watching as Vikki reached the zenith of her sexual flight and started to come, her body rocking back and forth as short spurts of Jack's sperm shot into her cunt, triggering her orgasm.
Angela was suddenly overcome by a wave of emotion and she ran toward Vikki and her husband, dragging Dick along by his hand. She loved them both and loved them all and wrapped her arms around all of them motioning for Cathy and Rob and Laurie to join them. Angela spread her arms over all of them as their bodies came together, their smooth skin rubbing on smooth skin as they surrounded and squeezed against Jack and Vikki.
"I guess I don't have to be ashamed of doing what comes naturally, do I?" Angela asked kissing Vikki and squeezing her husband's arm as he lay under them.
"No, love," Vikki breathed, returning the kiss and letting her tongue slip gently into Angela's mouth.
