Long sable hair swirling around her lovely, heart-shaped face in the cool, late-afternoon breeze, Nell Daniels stood on the street outside the train depot and looked at the community of Pine Cove for the first time in more than two years.
It hasn't changed at all, she thought, taking a firmer grip on her two lightweight suitcases. A new building here and there, but that's the extent of it; it looks the same as it always has. And yet Nell imagined that she could sense a coldness in the quiet, tree-shaded streets and buildings-an unwelcomeness. It was as if the town, which had once been her home and which had embraced her completely, no longer wanted any part of her and her guilt and her shame.
Nell shivered slightly at the mental impression. She was nervous and apprehensive, and that was to be expected; but she had to stop conjuring up hostilities and feelings of alienation. God knew, things were probably going to be bad enough for awhile. The good people of Pine Cove-gossips and grudge-bearers, like all residents of very small towns-would not have forgotten that night two years ago, and they would not let Nell forget it either. They would make it plain, she knew, that women like Nell Daniels were not wanted back in their midst; there would be coldness and rejection for a long time to come, if she insisted on staying.
Nell shivered again. Would she really stay? She wondered, for perhaps the hundredth time since she had made up her mind to end her self exile, to return to Pine Cove. Would she be able to endure the memories which would plague her even more vividly here than they had in Los Angeles? Would she be able to endure the silent condemnation of the townspeople? And more importantly, would Jimmy want her to stay? Would he forgive her, as his uncle, Max-with whom her eighteen-year-old son was now living-had claimed to have forgiven her? If not, then Nell knew she couldn't remain in Pine Cove. Jimmy, her son, was the only reason she had come home after two years; Jimmy, and the terrible loneliness of her life since that fateful night two years and two months ago when she had, unwittingly but nonetheless blamefully, killed her husband and Jimmy's father.
Nell straightened her shoulders, gathering courage. Well, she was here now, and there was no point in conjecture any longer. She had thought about her homecoming every waking minute since she had made her decision to return. She had tried to imagine what it would be like to see Jimmy again, and to see Max. But now she was here, and their reunion was a matter of minutes in the future. What will be, will be, she thought. If I've suffered enough, then everything will be all right, and I'll know peace again. If I haven't suffered enough, if two years of living with shame and a terrible burden of guilt isn't sufficient hell, then I'll just have to endure further penance....
Deciding she would walk to Max Daniel's home on Maple Drive, less than four blocks away, Nell began walking along the dappled sidewalk away from the train depot. In spite of the breeze, it was a beautiful early summer day, with the smell of honeysuckle and blooming flowers fragrant in the air. Nell could almost feel young and carefree again-almost, but not quite. It would be a long time before she was able to recapture those carefree days before Tom's death, and perhaps, she never could....
Tall and lissome, Nell possessed the ripe figure of a young girl despite the fact that she was thirty-six years old. Her breasts, high and proud and perfectly rounded, showed no signs of sagging; and her thighs, visible as the wind lifted the hem of her short yellow dress, were firm and tanned, tapering into dimpled knees and slender ankles. Her hips, small and boyish, and yet curved provocatively, moved with a gentle rolling motion that was at once unaffected and undeniably sensual. Soft and lovely, her face was free of age lines, and yet it contained a certain gaunt quality that was reflected by her large, intelligent gray eyes. Once filled with laughter and gaiety, those eyes now contained a hidden pain and torment; and her wide, expressive mouth showed some of that pain as well.
As she walked toward the home of her brother-in-law and her son Jimmy, Nell felt her mind drifting back again to that terrible night on nearby Lake Vernon. She didn't want to relive the events of that night still another time, and yet, as always, she was powerless to cast aside the memory. It would come to her at odd moments-sleeping, in the form of a nightmare; walking or eating or watching television, anywhere at all. And she would suffer the torment of her guilt all over again....
It had been a balmy spring evening, with no wind and the surface of Lake Vernon placid and streaked with moonlight. She and Tom-the handsome, boyish man whom she had fallen wildly in love with at seventeen, and married then-had been at a large party given by the Andersons. Paul and Shannon Anderson owned lakefront property, and were well-to-do, and often gave parties where the liquor flowed freely; since Tom and Nell Daniels were of the upper social circle in Pine Cove-Tom had been a successful realtor-they were invariably invited. Also invited was Tom's brother, Max, who had made a considerable amount of money on the stock market some years before and was semi retired. All in all, there had been some twenty-five local residents in attendance that evening; and the party had been one of the more drunken affairs.
Nell, who normally drank very little, had become caught up in the revelry. She had consumed several manhattans, losing count after her fifth, and had been floating on an alcoholic cloud of merriment. She had danced with many of the men present, and with Max, too, whom she always knew secretly coveted her. She had teased the men with her lushly sensual body, flirting, giggling, and Tom had begun to grow jealous. He, too, had been drinking heavily, and while he was a basically quiet, self-effacing sort, liquor always brought out his possessive instincts.
Finally, after a particularly suggestive dance she had performed with Max on the terrace, Tom had come to her and caught her arm. He thought it was time, he said, that the two of them went for a walk by themselves down by the lake; they had some talking to do. Laughing, still flirting, Nell had assented, and they had left the terrace for the moon-drenched solitude of the lake and the Andersons' boathouse.
Once they were alone, Nell-who had always been completely faithful to her husband-had pleaded innocence in her actions, and had been somewhat contrite. Tom never stayed angry for long, and it was only a matter of minutes before they were embracing, and kissing openmouthed, their bodies moving hard against one another. Nell had felt passion rising hotly inside her, enhanced by the liquor and the spring night, and when her husband's massively pulsating cock had jerked into arousal against her eagerly undulating loins, she had felt an overwhelming desire to make love right there. It was a wild, crazy idea, yet the more she thought about it as her pelvis moved against Tom's long turgid prick, the more it excited her.
She had reached down between them, stroking his thick bulging shaft, and automatically his hands had slipped onto her low breasts. They were moaning into one another's mouths, their bodies jerking wildly with their arousal. Then Nell had unzipped her husband's fly and taken his impatiently trembling cock into her hand, stroking it lovingly, excitedly, while he continued to fondle her ripely upthrust breasts and tweak her nipples into further heated arousal.
After a moment Nell had dropped to her knees before her husband and begun kissing the wet, swollen head of his cock while she stroked its immense girth and toyed with his sperm-filled testicles. He moaned, wrapping his hands in her sable hair, both of them caught up in the forbidden excitement of what they were doing. He had dropped down beside her after a moment, pulling her tightly to him, beginning to undress her so that they could join their hungrily lusting bodies in frenzied abandon, so that he could slide his long hot hardness deep into her quivering wet pussy.
And that was when they had heard the sounds of someone coming toward the boathouse.
Immediately, both Nell and Tom had leapt to their feet, straightening their clothes, Tom returning his aching masculinity to his trousers and zipping his fly. A moment later, a young couple they knew slightly appeared, grinning, and then moved away. Tom and Nell looked sheepishly at each other and while both still trembled with passion, they knew that they couldn't take the chance of continuing where they had been forced to leave off. At least not there, where they might be discovered again.
So, hand in hand, they had hurried around the boathouse and out onto the long finger of the Andersons' pier, extending into the moonlit lake. At the end of the pier, a sleek inboard-outboard cruiser rocked gently at the end of a mooring line. They stood there for a moment, pressed quiveringly against one another, and then Nell had looked down into the cruiser. "Oh look!" she had whispered. "They've left the keys in it!" Tom peered past her. "So they have," he agreed.
"Honey, let's take it out for a ride," she suggested. "Paul's always saying that anything he owns belongs to everyone else at one of these parties. He won't mind. I know he won't. And we can be alone out on the lake. We can make love out there. Oh, darling, I want you so much now! I'm on fire for you. I ... I want you to fuck me, tonight, right away! Ooohh please, Tom, let's do it!"
Her husband had been momentarily reluctant. But then his eagerly throbbing cock had stirred him into arousal again and she continued lewdly whispering to him, telling him how much she wanted him inside her, how much she wanted him to fuck her. And, finally, still drunk, he had cast inhibitions and misgivings to the wind, and agreed to her proposal.
Excitedly, they climbed down into the cruiser, and Tom had untied the bow line. Then he had started the engine, keeping it on low throttle, and eased them out into the cool, placid waters of the lake.
When they were some distance from shore, Nell said, "Let me drive, honey! I feel like driving tonight-this boat and you, too! Please, darling?"
After a moment's hesitation, Tom had turned the wheel over to his wife. They continued deeper into the lake, completely alone, with the only sounds those of the wind and of the quietly throbbing boat engine. Then Nell, who had piloted ski boats before, cut the throttle to minimum and turned to her husband, embracing him. Had she not been still high and carefree and filled with desire, she would have shut the motor off completely and let the boat drift; and had she done that, the terrible tragedy of that night would have been averted. She would think about that simple mistake that led to horror and pain and guilt, time and time again-damning herself for her carelessness....
As the boat continued to move along the smooth glassy surface of the dark lake, Tom and Nell had begun kissing as frenziedly as they had by the boathouse on shore. Their tongues moved in fevered tempo in and out of one another's warm, wet mouths, while their hands explored their mutually quivering flesh. Tom had pulled her dress down to her waist, exposing the trembling cones of her large, round breasts to the soft caress of the moonlight. She, in turn, had withdrawn his wildly pulsating cock from his trousers once again and bent her head over his lap to gently, tenderly take the hot palpitating head between her soft warm lips, running her wet little tongue around and round the glans opening in rapidly mounting desire. Tom's eager fingers had stroked her firm inner thighs, then drew her little bikini panties down, down, around her ankles. He pressed the palm of one hand on her hot, naked cunt, his middle finger sliding along the wetly quivering furrow between her velvet-soft pussy lips, teasing her clitoris up into vivid arousal. Nell moaned around his heatedly pulsing cock, beginning to suckle him faster as he continued to caress her moist, hair-fringed pussy.
Then Nell had squirmed closer to him, lifting her head from his wetly glistening cock looking into his sweating, passion-contorted face. "Let me straddle you, darling!" she whispered feverishly. "Let me sit on your cock, honey; I want to fuck that way, I want to do all the work tonight."
Tom had moaned out his agreement to her exciting suggestion, and Nell had moved up on the seat, putting one leg across his lap and gripping his flanks with her naked trembling thighs. Her warm, soft hand grasped his painfully aching cock, and began teasing the lust-swollen head over her wetly throbbing cunt lips, over her sensitive little clitoris, and through the downy soft pubic hair. Tom leaned forward, squeezing her full heaving breasts in delighted reciprocity between his hands, taking first one swollen nipple into his mouth and tantalizingly running his tongue over it, then the other.
The lovely sable-haired woman eased the hot pulsating head of her husband's cock between the wetly eager lips of her cunt, burying its hard length just inside the softly clasping passage of her vagina. Then she had levered downward, burying more and more of his lust-thickened shaft inside her-and finally had plunged the full length of the immense weapon inside her, reveling in the delicious feel of his thick cockhead jerking against her sensitive little cervix. She began to flex her hips up and down, the musculature of her rippling cunt walls wetly gripping and caressing his massive hardness as she moaned out her wild passion into the surrounding night; and Tom heaved upward fucking into her as she was fucking down on him, his hands still fondling her gleaming white breasts, his lips still suckling the erect little nipples as she pressed his face tighter to her bosom.
And neither of them, lost in abandoned desire, were aware that the cruiser was moving inexorably toward the far shore of the small lake-toward a rocky beach and a series of submerged, jagged edged boulders....
Faster and faster Nell pistoned her nakedly ripe body up and down over her husband's jerking loins, her mind a seething cauldron of carnal delight as she felt every ridge and muscle of his superbly expanded penis deep inside her wantonly aroused cunt and belly, as she sought to orgasm and make him cum with her. They twisted and undulated on the seat in their mutual need, unaware that their heaving bodies had slid over on the cushioned seat toward the wheel. Their only thoughts centered around the spiraling pleasure both were experiencing from Tom's thick hot cock embedded in his wife's wetly fevered cunt cavern.
The boat drew nearer and nearer the treacherous shore, not moving rapidly enough to do much damage if it struck-not unless the throttle were somehow accelerated....
"I'm going to cum, darling, I'm going to cum!" Nell began wailing in frenzied delight. "Fuck me harder, my sweet, fuck me with everything you have, fill me up with your wonderful cum! Ohhh hurry, dearest, hurry, hurry, hurry!"
Their bodies were a blur of nakedly white motion as they sought their orgasms, their arms and torsos flailing wildly. Suddenly, one of Nell's arms struck the throttle lever, slamming it forward, and the cruiser lurched ahead with a roar. But neither the husband nor wife cared at that moment, sensing no danger; all they knew was their passion, their impending release.
Hurtling wildly, the boat came closer and closer to the submerged rocks. Then, all at once it struck-moments before both Tom and Nell would have cum simultaneously in abandoned passion. The impact was monumental, and the cruiser seemed to disintegrate beneath them. Nell screamed, screamed again, not comprehending what had happened. She heard her husband cry out in shock and pain, and then she felt herself being lifted, hurtled through the air. She struck the water on her right side, painfully, and sank into its icy depths. She swallowed water but managed to kick her way to the surface, her mind a turmoil of confusion and shock. Swimming blindly, she groped her way toward the shore and managed to drag herself onto the rocky beach. She lay there nakedly for a moment, then thought of Tom-where was Tom? She screamed his name as she crawled to her feet, staggering, and saw the blood on her body. Fear and horror cascaded through her mind, and she stumbled and fell in a tortured faint, into a deep well of blackness....
The owners of a cottage nearby, summoned by the echoing roar of the crash, found her minutes later. They had called the police and an ambulance, wisely, and it was only a few minutes more before Nell was being placed on a stretcher and taken away to the hospital. A search was conducted of the area, and finally the body of Tom Daniels was found-battered and bloody-several hundred yards distant; his skull had been crushed.
Nell's injuries were minor enough, considering the magnitude of the accident in which she had been involved; it was the consensus among the doctors who attended her-and the police who investigated the mishap-that she was lucky to be alive. But the internal injuries she had suffered, the injuries that the doctors couldn't know about, were far more severe. She had screamed "No, no, no, no!" when they told her her husband was dead. But, finally, after days of horror she had accepted it. And with that acceptance had come her own terrible feelings of guilt and shame. It was her fault Tom was dead, all her fault. If she had not urged him to take the boat out, if she had not forgotten to shut off the engine, if she had not accidentally struck the throttle with one of her flailing arms-her husband would still be alive. She had wanted to bring him only passion and fulfillment, and instead she had brought him death. The horror of it all was too much for her to bear, and she had, for a while, teetered on the edge of a complete breakdown.
She had had to get away. Leaving her son with her brother-in-law Max, she had left the village, hoping time would heal her sorrow.
And now, here she was, walking along the sunny streets of Pine Cove for the first time in over two years. As she neared Max's home, Nell was once more assailed with doubts. Her nervousness increased, and her apprehension as well. If only Jimmy will forgive me, she thought fervently, and Max, too.
Max Daniels's house was a modernistic and yet quietly comfortable ranch-style affair, set deep into two full acres of trees and shrubbery. There was a large, kidney-shaped swimming pool in the rear, a rolling lawn and a natural slab-stone patio, and privacy was assured by high private hedges on both sides and in the rear.
In the huge living room Max stood sipping a tall bourbon-and-water, looking out the picture window at the street beyond the front yard. He was a big, muscular man, with dark brown hair worn to his collar; his skin was the color of deep bronze from many hours in the sun, and his dark eyes contained traces of humor and a lust for life and its many pleasures. Max had never married simply because he had never managed to stay interested in one woman long enough. He found them and lured them into his bed and forgot them, moving on to the next. None had any lasting effect on his slightly callous, fun-loving mind-none, that is, except Nell Daniels!
He had always been a little in love with Nell, ever since his brother Tom had brought her home with him from downstate, where they had met. Max had, ever since that first meeting with Nell, had an incurable desire to possess that fine, ripe body of hers-to kiss her full, passionately trembling mouth and breasts ... and her saucy hips and flat stomach ... and the warmly perfumed layers of her womanhood between those long tapered legs. He had never done anything about that desire because of his brother-he wasn't that much of a bastard, he had always told himself; after Tom's death, Nell had left Pine Cove too quickly for Max to be able to do anything either.
But now, Nell was coming home, and Max felt a stirring of urgent excitement deep in his loins that hadn't abated since he'd gotten the call from Nell in Los Angeles. He had never really blamed Nell for the death of Tom; it was just one of those things, those bitter quirks of fate that no one can foresee.
Max hear the hall door across the room open, and turned away from the window to look at his nephew, Jimmy. The youth was smoking a cigarette in short, nervous puffs as he crossed toward his uncle. Jimmy was taller than Max, but with the same muscled build, and his facial structure favored his father's side of the family, so that there was a strong resemblance between the two of them. His dark hair was worn similarly long, and his eyes were an intense gray-black under thick brows that made him look older than his years. His handsomeness was more boyish than rakishly masculine, as was his uncle's.
Pacing panther-like to stand beside Max, Jimmy looked out beyond the yard at the deserted street. "Any sign of her yet?" he asked anxiously.
"Not yet," Max answered. "The last train came in a little while ago, though, and maybe that's the one she was able to catch."
"I wish she'd agreed to have us meet her at the depot," Jimmy said. "It would have been better that way."
"We've got to let her do this her own way, Jimmy," his uncle told him. "She's made the big decision to come back here and we can't interfere and try to push her in any direction. We've talked about that enough times, haven't we?' "Sure, I know," the youth said. "Guess I'm just nervous, that's all."
"We both are."
Max touched Jimmy's arm, then pointed through the window. "She's here," he said softly.
Jimmy looked expectantly out the window, saw the sable-haired woman starting up the slab-stone path from the gate. The teenager s heart leapt into his throat, and he swallowed hard several times. Then he was moving away from the window with his uncle, to the front door. The two of them stepped out onto the porch in front and watched Nell coming toward them.
As she approached, Max felt his own heart thudding in his chest at the initial sight of her after two years. She was thinner than he remembered her, her face melancholy and etched with pain. But she was still beautiful, strikingly so' the years had been more than kind to her firm, full body, and her long, lithe legs were as exciting as he recalled them beneath the yellow dress she wore. Max's throat was dry, and there was a fluttering excitement in the pit of his stomach, in his groin, as he watched her.
Jimmy stood motionless, looking at his mother. He had the sudden impulsive urge to rush forward and gather her into his arms and tell her everything was all right, tell her that he still loved her deeply; there was so much pain in her face, but he knew he had to let things happen naturally, and that over emotion could be detrimental, too, until his mother had begun to readjust.
Nell saw the two men standing on the porch ahead, and her step faltered, slowed. Then she regained her stride, her eyes wide and shining, and moved toward them.
Max stepped forward and took the suitcases gently out of her hands. Softly he said, "Welcome home, Nell. Welcome home."
And suddenly, the three of them were together in an embrace.
CHAPTER TWO
When Nell's suitcases had been put away into one of the spacious spare bedrooms, and she had freshened up after her long train trip, the three of them went out to the rear patio. Max made a drink for Nell, a fresh bourbon-and-water for himself and opened a beer for Jimmy. There had been little conversation since the tearful and emotional reunion on the porch; they seemed shy and somewhat reserved with one another now, although there was no tension. Each of them knew that it was only a matter of time before they could be easy and natural with one another again.
As Nell sat sipping her drink at one of the patio tables, Max sat next to her and studied her lovely face with smiling solicitude. Man, she was beautiful! The pain which etched her face was only superficial, he felt, and could be erased with the right kind of love and affection. And her body ... so firm and youthful, so slender and sensual; never had a woman's physical being excited him as much as Nell's did. The passage of two years' time had done nothing to cool his ardor for her, and every time he gazed at her face and her voluptuously mature body, he felt his loins aching with the need to hold her, to possess her.
He took a long swallow from his drink and said to her, "We'll eat on the patio tonight."
She smiled warmly at him. "Yes, I'd like that."
Max finished his drink, touched Nell's shoulder lightly, then entered the house through the covered porch at the rear of the patio. Nell and her son were alone. Looking at her handsome young son, Nell could not help but marvel at how virile and manly he had become in the past two years, at the fluid, athletic way he now moved, at the firm, muscled contours of his youthful body. He was going to be even better looking than either Max or Tom, she thought. Still, there was much of his father in the way his mouth quirked at the corners, in the sensual lidding of his eyes; his eyes, especially, reminded her of her dead husband, for they were bedroom eyes that promised passion and gentleness and complete masculine domination. Nell remembered how Tom had looked at her when he'd been in a mood to make love, when he had wanted to press her warm nakedness close to him and to slide his long, hard penis deep into her eagerly receptive vagina while he moaned out his love for her.
Nell felt her cheeks flame red, for the thoughts of that passionate, terrible evening flashed through her mind. She recalled the way she and Tom had been straining for the mutual orgasm when the boat struck the rocky shore and ended his life. She thought of the feel of his lust hardened shaft deep and hard in her belly for the last time....God, oh God, she thought desperately, I can't let myself think about him at all, but especially not in a sexual way. It was sex, my own wanton passion that killed him. I can't think about making love ... I can't! I don't want it, I don't need it!
But even as she thought this, Nell felt deep down that it was somehow a lie-that she did need sex, and that she had denied herself release for too long a time.
After the meal on the patio, they moved inside to sit before the fireplace, drinking wine.
The door bell sounded. Max glanced at his watch, frowning, and saw that it was almost nine. Who the hell could be calling at this hour? He certainly wasn't expecting anyone. Excusing himself, he went to the front door and opened it. Standing on the porch was a tiny and yet voluptuously endowed young girl of approximately Jimmy's age. She wore an incredibly tight pair of hot pants, revealing smoothly rounded little buttocks, and a Pine Cove High School T-shirt that was pulled taut across full, pear-shaped breasts that seemed too large (though sensually so) for her petite body. Her silver blonde hair was cut boyishly short, framing her baby-like, velvet skinned face. Her eyes belied the innocence of that face; they were a hot, open, very large sky-blue, containing a smoldering intensity that told of thoughts and emotions too experienced and too basic for her sixteen years-a look of pure sexuality that was enhanced by the high firmness of her youthful breasts and by the taut globular moons of her buttocks beneath the thin material of the hot pants.
She was Beth Jones, Jimmy's new girl friend!
Looking out at her, Max felt a quickening of his breath, a hot pounding of his blood, at the sheer sensuality of this teenage girl. He couldn't keep his eyes from straying to the rise and fall of her magnificent young breasts, to the clearly defined cleft of her protruding little pussy displayed by the too-tight shorts as she provocatively thrust her hips forward. Jimmy had met her two weeks before, one week after she had moved with her family to Pine Cove from one of the neighboring communities.
The first time Jimmy had brought Beth home, Max had felt the animal magnetism of the girl.
Just looking at her made him think of nothing but sex, and his thoughts had run rampant as to what it would be like to fuck this obviously hot-blooded little girl.
Max forced his eyes away from the sensually exciting body of Beth Jones, and looked into her sweet young face. Her bold gaze studied him and her even white teeth flashed in a knowing smile, for she was well aware of the effect that she had on Jimmy's handsome uncle. The knowledge that he secretly wanted her was perversely satisfying to the young girl; she was an uninhibited female who needed, coveted, the attention of all men. And Max Daniels was handsome, and very masculine, and he excited her, too. She wondered speculatively if he was good in bed, and if he had a really big cock-an even bigger cock than Jimmy had. Jimmy was huge, though, one of the biggest she had ever buried like a thick pulsating log up between her hotly trembling thighs, deep in her belly. Yes, Jimmy was the best fuck she had had in a long, long time-and there was the whole summer ahead of them to become more and more abandoned in their lovemaking. Lovemaking which had begun within two hours of their very first date.
Beth said, "Hi, Mr. Daniels," in her throaty young voice. Her eyes mocked him now, saying: Don't you wish you could have some of my hot little cunt, hmmm? You always look at me like you'd like to eat me, Max, and oh boy, would I like that! And I always know what you're thinking, too, and how much you'd like to have me. Well, you wouldn't he disappointed if you could have me. You wouldn't he disappointed at all!
In spite of his usual easy stance with women of all ages, Max felt himself fidgeting slightly under her brazenly frank scrutiny. He successfully hid his unease and said, "Hello, Beth. How are you tonight?"
"Just fine, Mr. Daniels. Is Jimmy home?"
"Yes he is."
"May I come in, then? I simply have to see him for a minute or two."
"Well . ." Max hesitated, then shrugged. "Sure. Come on in."
"Thanks a lot," she breathed, and stepped past Max, allowing one of her large, firm breasts to brush warmly across his bare lower arm as she did so. He fought down a sudden surging desire in his loins, watching her ripely undulating young buttocks sway provocatively as she preceded him into the living room. Man! But she was a fine, hot piece! It made a man's blood boil just watching her walk, Max decided.
Jimmy made the introductions, then after a few moments of casual conversation, Beth said, "It's my darned brother. Mom and Dad went out tonight, and I let him go fishing. I know I shouldn't have, but he said he'd be home before too late and he isn't home yet. I wondered if you'd drive me out to the lake to find him, Jimmy."
"Well," he turned to his mother.
"You go right ahead, son," Nell said.
"Yes," Max agreed. He realized in that moment that he wanted to be alone with Nell for as long as possible.
When the two had left, Max poured more wine and they sat together on the couch. Max could feel his entire body growing warm with heat that had nothing whatsoever to do with the crackling fire in the fireplace. His breathing grew somewhat irregular and he moved closer to Nell on the couch. There was a deep tingling in the pit of his stomach, down low in his groin, and no amount of mental urging would dispel it. He could no longer deny the obvious; he wanted Nell, he wanted her now, right here, tonight. It was almost as if he had to have her or else he would explode with the seething feelings, long pent-up, which now spiraled through his flesh.
The more Nell drank of the bubbly wine, the more warmly contented she began to feel. Now she began to feel a powerful emotion growing inside her body and her mind.
A restless wanting, a desire for the ultimate expression of love and fulfillment, a building need for the sexual release she had denied herself for the past years, was churning inside her.
She wanted a man.
She wanted a warm pulsating penis deep inside her.
She wanted to have an orgasm with a hotly jerking penis ejaculating torrents of semen far up into her belly.
No, Nell thought, no, no, I mustn't think this way, I mustn't!
She shook her head sharply, biting her lip, her face flushed with her forbidden carnal thoughts. She was painfully aware of Max, sitting beside her. She had always liked him, always felt very close to him-especially since her husband's death. He was so good to her, so kind, and it would be nice to give him warmth and affection and love in return ... it would be no nice to have sex with him. But she couldn't, she couldn't do it! It might destroy everything if she let her feelings run away with her; she could turn him against her, turn Jimmy against her. No, as much as her emotions were seething within her and demanding fulfillment-as much as she might want Max, as much as she might want lovemaking-she had to maintain control of herself. It was crazy to think about having sex on this night, her homecoming night; she had controlled herself for two years, she could keep right on controlling herself.
Suddenly, then, Nell felt the pressure of Max's warm masculine thigh against her own as he moved closer to her on the couch, and she turned to face him, still flushed. His eyes were shining, his cheeks as flushed as her, and his gaze locked and held with her own.
He whispered thickly, "Nell, oh Nell, Nell
"Max," she answered, and the word contained an awed excitement-for she realized in that moment that the same thoughts and feelings which she had just experienced were plainly mirrored on his handsome face, undeniable reflections of his own inner desires for her. Yes, yes, he wanted her too! He wanted her as much as she found herself wanting him!
Max, too, was now aware of the growing sensual excitement in Nell, and his heart leapt with burning passion. Incredible as it seemed, she felt the same as he did; Nell was hungry for love, hungry for his love. Perhaps she had harbored some of the same inner desires for him as he had for her, never admitting them to herself until just now. Oh God, he ached to touch her, to caress her firm, ripe breasts, to tangle his fingers in her soft sable hair as he kissed her full pink mouth! He ached to press her fine warm body tight against his own, to love her, to fuse their nakedly alive flesh in burning passion. The wild need raged like a forest fire inside the handsome uncle, and his restlessly stirring penis jerked into instant throbbing arousal. He stared into Nell's eyes, heard her own uneven breathing, watched her nervously moisten her lips with the tip of her wet pink tongue. Just looking at her made him wild with wanting her, and knowing that she wanted him was enough to send him almost out of control. And she couldn't deny her passion to him, not have him believe it; she couldn't deny it, and he refused to deny it! They wanted each other! And they couldn't wait until it happened between them. The time was now, right now; it would never be more perfect or more intense between them at any other time!
At the same instant they leaned forward together to place their empty glasses on the coffee table. Then they leaned back against the couch again, their bodies turned toward one another, and continued to lock their eyes together. Nell squeezed her eyes tightly shut then, wetly parted her lips, breathing heavily as her mounting desire consumed her-and Max could hold himself in check no longer. His arms lifted and pulled her to him, almost roughly, and his mouth covered hers to completely engulf her half-open lips with his warm, moist ones. Nell's tongue flicked forward immediately to slip past his teeth and into his mouth, and she was moaning now, her hands encircling his neck, pressing his head tightly, molding their hotly yearning mouths together. His fingers caressed her shoulder, moved down as if they were entities of their own to the pliant swell of her firm, trembling breasts. Their tongues were sawing mercilessly in and out of one another's mouths now, in an attitude of abandoned copulation, and Nell made tiny, excited mewling sounds in her throat.
Max's painfully throbbing cock pulsated like a caged wild thing in his pants as he pulled the lovely Nell tighter to him. He reveled, for the first time in the feel of her lush young body, her hungrily kissing mouth; she was everything he had known she would be, everything he had ever wanted in a hot, passionate woman! This was the night, the hour, that he had been waiting so long for! His fingers closed over her softly resilient breast and began almost reverently kneading the warm flesh. His lust-thickened penis throbbed painfully now, his breath rasping hotly into the beautiful woman's mouth as hers was sobbing into his. Deep moans of long repressed desire, and of a need for genuine affection, were being wrung from the very core of Nell's being.
She tried, in a faint voice far back in her mind, to tell herself again that this was wrong, that she ought to stop it before it was too late. But her urgent need for a man was too great, and she knew even as the faint voice spoke to her that she didn't really want to stop it at all. She wanted it to happen between Max and herself, she wanted him to make love to her as she had wanted no man since Tom, since the husband she had so desperately loved. Max was like Tom in many ways, almost an extension of Tom, and loving him wasn't wrong. Max was family, he was Tom's family, and she needed him so desperately! Oh God, oh God, it had been so long since she had had a man, since she had had love; she couldn't stop him, she didn't want to stop him, she couldn't wait until he entered her with his hot, long hard penis and made her cum for the first time in two long, long, long years!
Max guided her down on the soft couch, and now his right hand was sliding upward along her nakedly trembling thigh, sliding along the hot flesh under the hem of her yellow dress. Higher and higher he moved, causing Nell to shiver with her mounting passion, and then the tips of his fingers were touching the silk-encased mound of her eagerly waiting womanhood, slipping up and down the moistly hot furrow as she widened her long legs to assist his ministrations.
Ohhhhhhhh, her mind cried in delight, his fingers feel so good, so good! I can't wait much longer to feel his penis too! Hurry, Max, hurry, hurry, hurry!
The handsome uncle's roving fingers pushed the elastic leg band of her little white panties aside, and he extended his middle finger like an erect penis to slip it into the hot, wetly trembling passage of her pussy. He exulted in the fevered thought that she would soon be his, that he would be putting his wildly pulsating cock where his finger was right now. He brought the digit up, up along the burning wetness of her passion drenched cunt to the hardened bud of her clitoris, toying with it, reveling in the feel of her soft nakedness and the vibrating arousal of her firm, perfectly preserved body. His breath exploded from his mouth into hers, his tongue fucking between her lips mercilessly.
Then Max removed his finger from her clasping hot channel, and his hands were feverish as he sought to make her naked, to remove the dress and undergarments which clothed the vibrant flesh he lusted so desperately to see and touch and conquer. The dress unbuttoned easily; Nell helped him pull it over her head and drop it onto the floor at the foot of her couch. Her brassiere was next, cascading onto the puddled dress, revealing the hard-nippled, quivering loveliness of her twin fleshy peaks, then her panties, drawn slowly down over her delicately curving thighs by Max's eager fingers, while Nell obediently raised her hips to help him. At last the sparsely curling hair of her pubic triangle came into view, already drenched with the heated juices of her arousal; then the petal like, hair-lined expanse of her blushing, hotly moistened cunt was revealed in full splendor to his passion-fired eyes.
The aroused young mother felt spasmodic jolts of fiery pleasure ripple through her naked flesh when Max moaned as his big hands closed over her tautly firm breasts. She heard him gasp in further delight as his thumbs rolled over the distended, pink tinged nipples, making them harder; then she felt his head lower onto her chest, felt his hot, wet mouth hungrily encompass one of the aching mounds, flicking and rolling the nipple maddeningly with his tongue. She groaned in sheer delight, and her gently flaring hips began an intense, up and down undulating rhythm on the couch as Max continued to suckle her nipple while he moved on the couch beside her, groaning his excitement at her perfectly preserved beauty.
His hands and mouth left her shamelessly aroused flesh then, and Nell knew with mounting fervor that he was making himself as naked as she was. In that moment, the faint voice made itself heard in her mind again, trying to tell her that what they were doing was wrong. What if Jimmy comes home? it asked fervently. What if your son comes home and catches you like this, sees you making love to his uncle? What will he think, what will he do? Hate you, that's what! He'll hate you for being a slut and a tramp.
Nell stiffened momentarily as she listened to the voice, and she was almost gripped by enough fear and anguish to stop the abandoned desire that was building to a gigantic crescendo between them. But his hands continued to gently caress her, continued to delight her, and the heat flashed up again to consume her .Jimmy just left, she told the voice. He won't come hack for at least two hours if he has to drive around to the other side of the lake. He won't catch us, he'll never know about tonight. And I have to have release! I have to have Max, now, this very instant! I can't hold myself back any longer, I can't. Oh God, I can't!
"Nell, darling," Max whispered. "Nell, look at me."
Her eyes had been squeezed tightly shut, and now she let them flutter open in obedience to his words. She saw him kneeling on the floor beside her, saw him naked for the first time. Her gaze moved down his corded, muscled body and came to rest on his loins-on his thick, blood-swollen penis standing out hugely, proudly from his dark-haired lower abdomen. She drew in her breath sharply, her eyes widening. It was so big, so beautifully huge! In further ecstasy. Nell's thighs opened and closed spasmodically at the prospect of soon having such an immense, pleasure-giving shaft buried up between them. It's bigger than Tom's was so much bigger! Two years .
. two years since I've seen or felt one inside me. I can't wait to hold it and caress it with my vaginal muscles, to feel it sliding hotly in and out of me ... ooooohhhhh. .
"Do you like it, Nell?" Max whispered. "Do you like my cock, darling?"
"It's beautiful, Max," she breathed mesmerized. "Oh, God, dear, give it to me, let me have it! It's been so long, so long, over two years, please hurry and let me have it ... fuck me, ohhh please Max, dear, fuck me. I want you so much."
Spurred on by her lewdly abandoned words, the handsome uncle of Nell's teenage son raised up onto the couch and settled his bronzed body beside hers. His head dipped down once again to her frantically quivering alabaster breasts. She moaned softly with prurient desire as she watched him take first one nipple, then the other, into his salivating mouth, licking and sucking the rigid berry-like little fruit until she wanted to scream from the ecstatic waves of pleasure washing through her fevered body. Her hand searched down between their tightly clasping bodies, locating the rock hardness of his gigantic cock. He gasped as the hot, searing tips of her fingers closed tightly over his thick, rigid shaft, and then his mouth lifted and settled over hers, and their tongues once more lashed and twirled one another. She crushed the full length of her nakedly voluptuous body against his, ground her pelvis hard into him with a savage, not-to-be-denied hunger; then she twisted suddenly, pulling him astride her, opening her tapered legs as wide as they would go, her hotly palpitating pussy flaring open and secreting musky fermentations of her desire as it impatiently awaited his fiery invasion.
Nell's hands were running wildly up and down along Max's powerful body, tracing the corded muscles of his shoulders, the cleft of his back, the trembling hardness of his buttocks. His heatedly pulsating cock rested against her thighs, trailing web-like strands of eager semen, then slipped into the narrow hair-lined slit of her warmly moistened femininity. The cock-hungry young mother arched for a moment, levering their nakedly entwined bodies up with the strength of her back, and reached under her buttocks with both hands to pull her wetly throbbing vaginal lips apart, giving his massive hardness greater contact with the moistly sensitive flesh as his cock nested, full length, in her passion-drenched furrow. Nell relaxed then, dropping her body back to the couch with Max's long, hard shaft trapped between her hot, eagerly rippling cunt lips.
Max forced his hands between them down the soft curves of her spine and hips, making little mewling sounds of pleasure and need deep in his throat to match the ones she was gasping forth. The raised ridges of her spine felt hot to him as she undulated her magnificently proportioned naked body up against him in a slow, teasing rhythm. Muscles rippled lightly just under the thin, beautifully white skin, giving testimony to the feminine power she possessed-a woman built for sensual pleasure, needing it in order to survive, having deprived herself of it for far too long a time.
Breathing raggedly, his brain aflame with lusting desire, Max pushed his hands farther down beneath Nell, cupping the soft fullness of her ass cheeks in the palms of his hands, pulling her dampened furrow hard against his massively aching prick. He moved the length of his great pulsating shaft up and down her fiery vaginal slit, feeling it grow hotter and wetter as her passion seethed out of her in a veritable torrent of lubrication. Her hips began a more desperate rotation up against his loins until, without warning, her legs snaked out wide on either side of him and her calves locked tightly against the back of his thighs, pulling him deeper into her.
"Ummmmmmmmmmmm!" she wailed in delirious ecstasy. "Max ... dearest, fuck me now, right now! Fuck me, dear, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeee!"
Her pelvis ground forward as she spoke, and her hands were already between their bodies, circled around his thick palpitating shaft, pressing it further between the tightly clasping lips of her cunt and into the fiery valley of her vagina. Max flexed his hips forward in that instant with a sudden driving thrust that drove his huge, rock-hard penis out of her caressing fingers and deep into the hot, wetly gaping mouth of her love-starved cunt.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Nell squealed beneath him, but it was a scream of delight and thankfulness, of totally abandoned ecstasy, rather than a scream of pain or discomfort.
Max felt the elastic sheath slip wetly, hotly, around his fleshy rod, consuming it as it raced to the full depths of her heated cunt canal, her slippery vaginal walls lubricating the way and nibbling like soft lips at the ridges and muscles of his cock surface. Then the full length of his immense weapon was inside her, the lust swollen head resting hard against her cervix, his sperm-laden balls pressing hotly between the smoothly rounded cheeks of her ass. Then, having conquered her with every inch of his maleness, the handsome bachelor began to stroke slowly into her pliant, hungrily squirming flesh; his body attuned itself to hers as she fucked hard up against him, matching his strokings, urging him on harder and faster with little purring sounds as she licked and sucked his ear, panting words into it.
"Oooooohhhhh, darling, that's it, that's it, ooohh you feel so good, so hot and hard, that's the way....Oooh Max, it's been so long, so terribly long since I've had a man inside me and it's wonderful, it's so wonderful! Do it harder, Max, fuck me harder with every inch of your big, hard cock! Fuck me, Max, give it to me, give it to me!"
And Max complied, fucking harder and harder into her, their naked bodies bucking wildly against one another with wet, staccato sounds as they sought desperately for release, oblivious to all else in the world except their mutual need.
Oblivious to the car that was drawing up outside at that very moment, the car belonging to Jimmy Daniels; oblivious to the fact that Jimmy had come home much, much earlier than either his mother or his uncle could have expected.
CHAPTER THREE
Coincidence-or maybe fate-made it unnecessary for Jimmy to drive all the way around the lake to pick up Beth's little brother. As it turned out, in fact, the teenage couple didn't leave the city limits. The boy was home when they had gone over to her house for a sweater.
Later, outside Beth's house, when they started back to Jimmy's, they stood for a moment on the porch. Beth, in the darkness on the long wisteria-arbored front porch, turned to Jimmy and whispered, "I'm really sorry about this, taking you away from your mother and all "
The boy put his arms around her, "It's okay, Beth. You couldn't help it."
Still pressing her ripely budding breast against him, Beth guided him over to where a swing sat in deep shadow at the far end of the porch. They sat down there, and immediately Beth wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him with open-mouthed, wild-tongued passion. Jimmy felt his blood pounding as it always did when he was near this provocative young girl, and his virile young cock stirred into half-arousal. She was the most exciting girl he'd ever known! She made him wild with desire sometimes.
Beth broke the kiss finally, sighing, and whispered, "Jimmy, sweet?"
"Mmmmm?"
"I've got an idea."
"What is it?"
"Well, your mother and your uncle aren't expecting you back for a while yet. Let's fool around here on the swing for awhile and get all hot, then drive up to our special parking place in the hills and do it like crazy under the moon and stars. You know how much I love to fuck you like that, honey."
The young girl's use of the word "fuck" caused his rapidly awakening cock to ache with pleasure-pain, as always when she whispered sexual suggestions to him. But while he would normally have leapt at the idea to do exactly as she wanted, tonight was something special in another way. He kept thinking about his mother, and her homecoming, and how happy she had seemed tonight while they were talking and drinking before the fireplace. He wanted to be with her. He and Beth could make love any night, but there would be only one special family reunion night like this one.
"Honey?" Beth questioned him. "Don't you want to fuck me tonight? Don't you want me to shove your big cock between my legs and into my pussy? Don't you, honey?"
In spite of himself, Jimmy's penis was in full arousal now, and he could see the bright shine in the wanton young girl's eyes as she moistened her lips and stared down at the bulge of his youthful masculinity. Weakly he said, "Beth ... not tonight, huh? I mean, my mom's home and I really should spend this evening with her and Uncle Max."
Her eyes lidded sensually, looking into his now. Then, deliberately, she took hold of the bottom of her T-shirt and drew it up slowly over the ripely budding mounds of her breasts. She held the garment under her chin, then reached behind and unsnapped her brassiere, pulling it up so that the creamy white globes of her proud young breasts were presented to his eyes. She took one of his hands, pressed it over one firmly resilient mound of warm flesh, guiding his thumb over the distended pink nipple. "Mmmmmm!" she moaned. "Oh, does that ever feel good! You do like my titties, don't you, Jimmy, honey? You do like to play with my titties, don't you?" The teenager's cock was throbbing with blood and semen now as he caressed her nakedly quivering breast. "Oh, you know I do, Beth, you know I do!"
"I like to play with your prick, too, honey," she crooned. "I'm going to take it out and play with it right now. I want to suck it a little, honey, I want to suck your big old cock like a lollipop. You like it when I give you a blow job, don't you, Jimmy? You like to feel my soft wet mouth around your big, hard cock ... sucking and sucking and sucking? Mmmmmm, I can almost taste your cum right now, pouring into my mouth and throat...."
Her lewd comments were added fuel to his rapidly mounting inner fires. He groaned low in his throat as Beth reached down and opened his fly, then expertly wormed her fingers inside until she had grasped and exposed the full, throbbing hardness of his erect young cock. She stroked it slowly, tantalizingly, while he continued to squeeze and caress her nakedly warm breast. Then her mouth was on his again, demanding, sawing her hot little tongue in and out between his lips. The kiss lasted a long time, and Jimmy felt his entire loins screaming with arousal and the need for release as she continued to stroke his massively throbbing penis with her small, knowledgeable hand. Abruptly, then, Beth pulled her mouth from Jimmy's, and her head dipped down, down, poising over the thick pulsating head of his blood-swollen cock; her lips parted wetly, opened wide, and her tongue flicked out in anticipated effort as she prepared to try to take the full length and girth of his long, aching erect cock into her warm, moist mouth. And suddenly, the porch light went on!
Beth's head snapped up as if she had been struck, and she twisted on the swing as she rapidly pulled her T-shirt down over her nakedly-gleaming young breasts. Jimmy, too, reacted instantly; he twisted away from the door, as well, to conceal his long, hard erection, then managed to get the lust-thickened shaft back inside his trousers. Both teenagers were panting with arousal and the fear of discovery.
From inside the door, Beth's young brother called out, "Sis? Are you and Jimmy still out there? I thought I heard some noises...."
"You little bastard!' Beth hissed under her breath. Then she responded loudly, "Yes, we're still out here! Why aren't you in bed?"
"I'm going, I'm going! I just wanted to check on those funny noises I heard." The youngster giggled secretively, as if he knew all along what the noises were, and what his sister and Jimmy were doing; then the porch light snapped off, and the swing where Jimmy and Beth sat was again shrouded in darkness.
The platinum-tressed young girl took a deep, sighing breath of relief. "Whew!" she exclaimed. "Almost caught sucking your beautiful cock. Wow! But it's okay now, honey. He won't bother us again."
The mood for Jimmy, however, had been broken. Had it been another night, he might have been more than willing to take up with Beth where they had left off moments earlier; but he felt guilty now, and he was acutely aware i that he should get back home to his mother and his uncle. He would be completely selfish if he continued to think of his own pleasure tonight. He had to think about his mother, and all the suffering she had done, and how she needed him and his love.
Jimmy got resolutely to his feet. "Beth, we can't fool around any more tonight. I've got to get home. I want to stay with you, you know that, but tonight just isn't the right time. I shouldn't have let us get carried away there a minute ago in the first place.
"But Jimmy! My pussy is on fire, and I...."
"Tomorrow night, Beth, okay? We'll do it tomorrow, I promise you. We'll do it a dozen times if you want, any way you want, under the moon and stars. Okay?"
She pouted at him. "Sixty-nine?"
"Sure! You know that turns me on!"
"Groovy, then!" Beth said, and laughed through her pout. She still wanted him-her pussy really was on fire!-but she knew that he had made up his mind to go home. Still, there was enough vixen in her to suggest, "Would it be okay if I went with you now, honey? For a little while? I mean, I'd like to get to know your mom and ... if you and your uncle wouldn't mind?"
Jimmy considered for a moment. He didn't see anything wrong in bringing Beth with him, to join in the homecoming celebration. After all, they were going steady, weren't they? She was like a part of the family; it'd be great ... ' "Sure, Beth," he said.
"Good, shall we go?" She linked her arm in his.
Ten minutes later, the handsome boy parked his car on the street in front of his uncle's house; he couldn't use the driveway because his uncle's car was parked there. Jimmy switched off the engine and lights, and he and the lovely young girl slipped out of the car. Taking her hand, he said, "We'll have to go in through the rear porch. Uncle Max always keeps the door unlocked, and I forgot my front door key."
They went up the drive and then along a path that skirted the side of the house through thick shrubbery. It was very quiet, with just the sound of the crickets to disturb the silence. Through one of the partially open living room windows in the side wall of the house, near the exposed stone of the fireplace chimney, Jimmy could see the flickering light from the wood fire in the hearth. He guessed that his mother and uncle were still sipping the sparkling burgundy, sitting before the fire and talking. He and Beth moved forward-and that was when they heard the sounds coming from within.
They were low, moaning, panting sounds, mingled with the distinct squeaking of couch springs. Both teenagers stopped, and the platinum-haired girl leaned against Jimmy, whispering, "What was that?"
"I don't know," he frowned.
"Let's look!"
"Beth...."
But she was leading him off the path, over to the window; the drapes had not been fully drawn across it, and there was a foot-wide section which allowed them both to see clearly into the house, into the living room illuminated brightly by the dancing flames of the log fire.
Jimmy's eyes blinked rapidly for a moment, then focused on what was transpiring on the couch there-focusing on the sight of the two nakedly straining bodies plunging against one another. It ... it was his Uncle Max! And ... and....
Oh, dear God, his mother! His mother and his uncle were wildly fucking in complete abandonment before his very eyes!
A startled, disbelieving gasp strangled in Jimmy's throat. He stood absolutely motionless for a long, breathless second, then moaned, "Oh ... no!" His brain was filled with the searing mental image of his mother, his mother and his uncle, his mother receiving every hard throbbing inch of his uncle's wet, glistening penis in her pink little pussy! He couldn't believe it, he just couldn't....Jimmy rubbed sweat from his eyes with his free hand, clearing his vision then stared at the carnal sight his stupefied brain was having difficulty comprehending.
It was true, all right-horribly, impossibly true!
The shocked boy fought to sort out his wildly swirling thoughts, fought to clear his brain so that he could come up with a rational explanation for what he was witnessing. But he could only stare as if hypnotized at the salacious actions of the woman he had always loved and who he thought needed him, and the man who had always been so kind and understanding. Dimly, he felt an overpowering desire to turn and run, but he was somehow powerless to move. It was as if his legs were no longer under the control of his brain, refusing to respond to his mental commands. So the boy continued to stare with bulging eyes at the lewd sight, at the twisting, naked form of his mother, at the contorted ecstasy on her lovely face, at the sensual litheness of her naked body gleaming in the flickering firelight while his uncle pounded savagely into her wide-splayed crotch with his long, hard penis.
Suddenly, insanely, Jimmy's restless young cock began to stir and throb wildly in his pants, began to rise slowly into an erection as he stared at the sexual acrobatics being performed in front of his eyes. No, no, he couldn't be getting excited, he couldn't! And yet he was ... he was becoming aroused watching his own mother, the woman he loved, who had borne him, the woman he had missed so much the past two years, being energetically fucked into a mindless wail of lust by his own uncle!
A deep moan of despair coursed silently through the youth! He tried to hate his mother again, as he had after the death of his father, but he couldn't hate her; he was too confused, too numbed, by the abruptness of such an unexpected happening. All he could think was: why, why why? What led to this, why were they doing it, why, why, why?
And yet, the confusion and the shock had no effect whatsoever on dispelling his arousal. The sheer salacious actions of the couple on the couch just a few feet away held him spellbound, and his massively throbbing cock was a screaming entity seeking escape from the prison of his trousers. Emotions fought and raged within him as he continued to stare with wild eyes at the scene, hearing their moans and cries, hearing his mother wail, "Ohhhh, yes, Max, that's it! Give it to me! Oh, you feel so good inside me! Ahhhh, I can't hold back much longer ... fuck me harder!"
And his uncle's voice, distorted with ecstasy, "Neither can I, I'm going to shoot off soon, I'm going to fill you up with my cum, and make you cum at the same time!"
Pressing her wantonly trembling young body close to Jimmy's frozen form, Beth was also staring at the carnal sight of the couple on the couch inside. Oh man, oh man, oh wow! she thought. Will you look at that! I never thought I'd see anything as wild as that in my life! Jimmy's groovy uncle, and his mother ... wow is he really giving it to her, really throwing that prick of his into her . and such a big cock, too! Mmmm, it would be groovy to have a cock that big, even bigger than Jimmy's-just like I thought-buried hot and thick up inside my pussy! Hmmmmmmmmm!
Droplets of warm lubricant began to flow from the sensitive walls of Beth's eagerly excited young cunt, moistening her petal-like pussy lips her fleecy natural platinum pubic hair, and the crotch of her panties. She opened and closed her thighs spasmodically, and the nipples of her firm, high breasts hardened like granite chips beneath her T-shirt and bra. This was the most enticing sight she had ever seen, and it was sending the juices of her insatiable passion-already aroused on this night by her sucking of Jimmy's long hard cock earlier-raging out of control. Never had she been this horny! She was half out of her mind with an implacably churning desire!
Oh God, Beth wanted a hot pulsating cock she saw inside her, that's what she wanted ... yes! But she couldn't have that, not tonight, maybe never. But she could have Jimmy's. She knew the effect she had on him, the powers of her persuasion, and she wanted him to fuck her right there, right now, while they watched the naked couple fucking less than fifteen feet away. But would he want to? He hadn't moved, he was still staring into the living room, he was breathing faster and his eyes were all glassy.
Beth let her eyes drift down to the front of his trousers, and expectancy swept through her. He had a hard-on! Yes, she could see it sticking out the front of his pants there, his big cock hard ... he was as excited as she was at what they were witnessing! Jimmy was half-wild with lust watching his mother fucking his uncle! Too good to be true, yes, but true nevertheless, there was no denying it.
She had to take advantage of the situation before Jimmy came to his senses, before he could do anything like pull her away from there. She had to control the situation, make him want her, and soon, soon-before the wildly fucking couple inside reached their climax. Beth thrust her ripe young body hard against his, rubbing her tautly firm breast up and down his arm and undulating her hot secreting pussy against his thigh. Then her right hand was gliding down to cup and gently stroke his cloth-encased erection, while at the same time she stuck her wet little tongue maddeningly inside his ear.
Jimmy moaned softly, trying half-heartedly to twist away from her, but she held tightly to his eagerly throbbing cock and balls, stroking them, flicking her tongue into his ear until he was quivering with excitement, his eyes staring through the window. Then she was murmuring into his ear, "Look at them, Jimmy honey, look at them fucking in there! They're really having a ball, loving every second of what they're doing. Mmmmm, look at the way they're fucking, honey, fucking and fucking and fucking...."
"Oh God, no, no ... " Jimmy moaned.
"Why don't you and I do the same thing, Jimmy baby?" she crooned tantalizingly. "Why don't we fuck like they're fucking, all of us fucking together, right here and now....Your cock is hard, Jimmy, I can feel how hard it is. Wouldn't you like to have it deep inside my pussy, fucking deep and hard into my pussy like your uncle's cock is deep inside your mother in there?"
A low, tortured sound was wrenched from the lust-incited teenager's throat, and by that sound, Beth knew that she had won. She whispered excitedly. "I'm going to take your cock out now, honey. I'm going to take it out and hold it in my hand, then I'm going to make you naked and me naked, and we're going to fuck while we watch your uncle and your mother fucking."
Jimmy just stood there while the panting young girl unfastened his belt, pulled his trousers and undershorts down, and began to stroke his nakedly swollen cock. Her little finger was extended downward to tantalize the burgeoning sac of his sperm-filled balls. Then she was pulling her T-shirt up with her free hand, pulling it over her head, and unsnapping her brassiere with the same fluid motion to cast it aside as well. The lust-inciting sounds of lovemaking from within the house filled her with tremendous urgency, causing her wetly throbbing pussy to palpitate with crazed desire, and she tore at her hot pants and lacy underpants, yanking both garments down around her ankles before kicking them impatiently aside. She stood completely naked in the shadowed night, her diminutive young body thrilling to the coolness of the evening breeze on her naked flesh and across the hot moistness of her pussy and her urgently throbbing breasts. She pressed her twin mounds of warm flesh against Jimmy's bare arm, rolling the nipples back and forth through the thick hair of his forearm, revelling in the feeling that lewd motion generated inside her tautly rippling belly and cunt; then she began kissing him on the neck and throat with her hotly moistened lips as she continued to fondle and caress his long hard cock and aching balls.
Gingerly turning her sensual little body just enough so that his massively pulsating cock was jutting toward her, but not enough to hamper his view of what was happening inside the house, Beth began rubbing his swollen young shaft up and down her warmly secreting cunt slit. She guided it slowly, maddeningly, through the wet, platinum colored pubic fleece, causing both of them to moan softly with an obscenely spiraling delight. Against his ear she whispered, "I want you to fuck me now, Jimmy honey, fuck me while we watch. Hurry now! I'll lean forward against the window sill and you get behind me and put your big, hard cock in my pussy! Fuck me good and hard from behind, hurry, honey, hurry and fuck me good!"
Beth broke away from him momentarily, leaning forward with her hands braced against the window sill so that she had a good, clear view of what was happening within. Then she arched her back downward, lifting her nakedly gleaming buttocks up to the youth, wiggling them tantalizingly, parting her legs wide so that he could see the wetly waiting opening of her hair-fringed cunt. She reached behind her, found Jimmy's hotly throbbing hardness and grasped it tightly, guiding it to her backside, moving the moistly lubricated head over each of her quivering ass cheeks in movements that caused the fires of her passion to immediately spiral almost to the pinnacle of release.
Jimmy was totally enslaved by lust now, no longer able to control himself or his emotions. A small part of his brain cried out, Don't do this, it's wrong! That's your mother and your uncle in there! Don't let it happen like this, not like this, get away from here before it's too late!
But Beth's fingers were like firebrands on his long eager penis, guiding the pulsing cockhead across her quivering, feathery-soft buttocks. Her impatient strokes and caresses, combined with the intensely erotic sight of his uncle fucking his mother long and hard just a few feet away, made the pressure in his cum-bloated balls almost excruciating. He had to have release, he had to fuck Beth, he had to, HE HAD TO!
The platinum-haired young girl was breathing so harshly now that she felt certain the wildly jerking couple inside could surely hear her. But she couldn't control her gasping, consumed totally by the powerful emotions seething through her vibrant young flesh. But neither Max nor Nell would have heard a bomb detonating at that moment, for both were striving with every fiber of their beings for the release of the great build-up of cum inside the handsome uncle's wetly glistening shaft, moaning and pounding their naked flesh together. And Beth watched in delirious, mindless anticipation, watched Jimmy's mother wantonly lock her ankles around Max's powerful buttocks, and begin pounding her heels against his jerking ass cheeks, moaning over and over, "Do it, do it, do it. Oh Max, dearest, fill meeeeeeeeee!"
The hedonistic young girl couldn't wait any longer! She guided Jimmy's virilely heated cock, filled with swirling blood and hot semen near ready to erupt, over the quivering nether ring of her anus, causing her to jerk spasmodically. Then she brought the thick shaft head down into the warm wet furrow between her wide-splayed legs. She teased the hard, rubbery tip up and down the moistened cleft, over her aching little clitoris, through the fiery pink folds of her cunt lips. Finally, with a low groan of intense hunger, she worked the blood-engorged knob of his wild-pulsing cock into her impatiently trembling pussy.
The pressure in the handsome youth's balls climbed and soared, and the lewdly squirming buttocks of Beth spread before him were an invitation that he was unable to resist. He leaned forward, not taking his eyes off the obscenely twisting couple inside the house-his mother and his uncle in there! He ran his hands up and down Beth's silken sides in spasmodic caresses while the full girth of his massively swollen cockhead slipped into the tight little cunt of the platinum haired girl. Her wetly clasping passage around his hardness was soft, as soft and warm as flowing molasses inundating his throbbing manhood.
Jimmy suddenly levered forward, out of control with desire, and the full length and girth of his heaving young cock flashed through the moistly clutching walls of the young girl's cunt, filling her, before slipping off her cervix and coming to rest, hot and hard and pulsating deep in her belly. Beth felt a maddening ecstasy as she began to roll and fling her nakedly rounded buttocks back against his thick invading member, thinking mindlessly, It's never been this good never, never! Won, oh wow. getting fucked while watching Jimmy's mother and uncle fucking inside there is the grooviest thrill in the world ... aaahhhhhhhh ooooooooohhhh mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ... it's almost like we were fucking in the same room!
She moaned excitedly as the handsome youth's profusely sweating loins slapped against her undulating, upthrust little buttocks, and all of his great long rod lay buried in the warmly wet sheath of her pussy ... and then he was fucking into her in superb strokes that caused her whole body to vibrate with desire. The warmly moistened walls of her tight young cunt clasped his thickness like a soft fist, and Jimmy groaned deep in his throat as he withdrew until only the lust-swollen head of his shaft lay within the fire-hot wetness of her channel. He stared down for a moment at his moistly glistening shaft, slick with her lubrication, before returning his passion-glazed eyes to the nakedly straining figures of his mother and uncle in the dancing firelight within.
His youthful hips drove forward with ever-increasing speed, his hands kneading and squeezing the pliant warmth of her buttocks, as his long hard cock rammed up into her now widened cunt tunnel. The passage accepted it eagerly, and Beth rolled and twisted her hips back against his bucking loins as delicious waves of erotic pleasure surged through her trembling young body; a pleasure that was further enhanced by the salacious sight she, too, was watching. Then Jimmy leaned forward, resting his head on her warmly naked spine and kissed the soft platinum blonde strands of her hair as his hands slid under her twisting form to cup and caress the dancing globes of her full breasts. Beth moaned softly, then took one of his hands and slid it down over her sweat streaked stomach to the wetly heated swath of pubic hair at the base of her belly. She began to move his hand up and down there, extending his middle finger for him so that it parted her swollen hair-lined cunt lips and moved back and forth over her erectly throbbing clitoris as his virile young cock fucked in and out of her wetly throbbing cunt just below. It wouldn't be long now, Beth knew; it wouldn't be much longer at all before he would cum, and she would cum, and the wildly fucking couple in the house would cum too.
Bathed in the hot, flickering glow of firelight, Nell and Max were completely lost in a frenzy of near-completion, thrashing wildly on the couch as they both sought their climaxes. Nell abandonedly rotated her hips from side to side around the fleshy, impaling cudgel of Max's magnificent shaft pressed far up into her quivering belly. Her vagina was dilating in time to the rhythmic hammering of the long hard penis, and the tiny contracting muscles of her pussy nibbled hungrily, with velvet teeth, at the inflated head of his cock. The passion-swollen lips between her narrow hair-lined slit pulled tantalizingly away, sliding moistly down his thickened rod for several inches before slowly nibbling back up as she buffered her wet sable pubic hair tightly against his own bristling growth ... embedding the full throbbing length of him deep into her soft warm recesses.
Nell groaned in sexual delirium under his pumping body, and Max could feel his wildly pulsating cock suddenly growing and expanding inside her until it felt as though it were going to burst from the violent maelstrom of lust churning in his scrotum. He had to cum soon, he had to, he had to....And he wanted her to cum, too, to cum with him so that they both would feel the other's release. He began fucking into her still harder, and she gripped him tightly with her imprisoning thighs, opening and closing them around him in time to his long hard thrusts. He knew that she was fast approaching her orgasm even without her moaning confirmation, and it made him feel exultant and masculine to know that it was he, Max Daniels, who was about to bring her to the pinnacle! This moment was worth the waiting so many years for. She was the most sexually exciting woman he had ever fucked.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Nell mewled. "Make me cum, darling, make me cum, fill me up, ahhhhhh, fuck me, cum inside me, make me cum, oooohhhhhhhhh!"
Now ... darling ... now!" he groaned, his voice almost unrecognizable.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, oooohhh I can feel it, I can feel it almost there ... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!"
The lovely sable-haired mother continued to moan out her delight to Max, spurring him on to greater heights with her lewd words. She pounded her heels crazily on his back with a wild pagan tempo as she jackknifed her legs up to mash them against her breasts, offering him the full expanse of her nakedly upturned cunt furrow. Her eyes rolled and her face was contorted with mindless desire as she sought to achieve her imminent, monumental release-the first release for her in two long years.
And then suddenly:
"It's ... it's happening, oh God, Max, it's happening, aaahhh, I'm cumming, darling, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, I'm cuminnnnnnnnnnggggggg!" The words burst from Nell's throat in a low wail, piercing Max's eardrums, and she pulled her thighs back even tighter until the whole of her widespread, wildly throbbing vaginal valley was presented to his thick, pistoning cock. Her ankles locked over his shoulders, and she squirmed her hips beneath him in a frantic uninhibited dance of ecstasy as she screamed out her orgasm to him.
Max felt the warm, gushing juices of her climax seethe and flow around his massively thundering cock as he battered his body against hers. Nell simply locked herself on his long throbbing shaft with all the power in her thighs and let her loins spasm convulsively against his belly. Abruptly, the great swirl of heat which was building in his over-loaded testicles became unbearable, and he gasped again and again-until finally the hot sticky load of his semen began its frenzied rush from his sperm-bloated scrotum along the underside of his cock.
"I'm cumming Nell, ooohhhhhh!"
Max began to spew a hotly spurting stream of cum into her eagerly sucking cunt in a seemingly never-ending burst, emptying his very being deep up into her warm inner depths. Then as he moaned out his last droplet after what seemed an eternity later, his cock began to deflate; he withdrew it slowly, tenderly, with a soft liquid sound, trailing thin gossamer-like strands of semen along her tautly quivering belly as he rolled over beside her nakedly sweating body and clasped her close. He kissed her mouth and nose and eyes in gratitude for the unbelievable pleasure she had given him, and Nell, weeping, kissed him again and again for the same reason....
Outside the window, Beth watched the couple in the living room reach their climax together-watched the handsome Max Daniels ejaculate his thick white seed deep into the wetly clasping opening of Nell's pussy. The sight was too exciting to bear, and the teen-age girl knew she had to cum at that very instant, cum as they were cumming, because the pressure was driving her insane!
Suddenly she found herself in Jimmy's arms, emulating Max and Nell's sexual enjoyment.
Guttural, mewling sounds burst from Jimmy's throat, commingling with the moans from Beth and the gasps of delight from his uncle Max and his mother inside. Great torrents of his whitely bubbling seed spilled into the lovely, platinum-blond girl's tightly clasping pussy. He kneaded her full, firm breasts convulsively with both hands now, having abandoned her pulsating little clitoris for the warm swaying mounds, and his cock spasmed crazily in the moist softness of her cunt. His heated white cum filled her, overflowed from her, causing tears of rapture and delight to flood from Beth's eyes as his juices mixed with hers deep in her quivering young belly.
Then Jimmy's long, hard shaft gave one last spurt of liquid and the erectly jerking cudgel gradually was transformed into a soft caricature of its former self, popping free from Beth's tight young cunt. As it did, sanity began to push away some of the hypnotic trance of lust which had captivated the youth-and with that sanity came the advent of horror, disgust, shame.
Beth straightened up, sighing, and pressed her naked sweating flesh to his. She whispered, "Oh honey, honey, that was really and truly the wildest ever! I've never been fucked so good in my life! You're the best, the very, very best!"
But the handsome teenager barely heard her lewd compliment. He was looking over the top of her glistening light blond head, through the parted drapes into the living room. In the firelight he could clearly see his mother and his uncle sitting up on the couch now, both of them naked and sweat-sheened; then they kissed, touching one another gently, and picked up their clothes. They were murmuring softly, words he couldn't make out from where he and Beth were standing, as they walked naked together-his mother's breasts swaying enticingly-out of the room.
A soft cry broke free from Jimmy's throat-a cry of self-disgust for what he had allowed to happen between Beth and himself just now, a cry of confusion and anger for what had taken place between his uncle and his mother. He roughly pushed the young teenage girl away from him and gathered up his discarded clothing, yanking on his undershorts and pants with quick movements. Beth also began to dress, watching him, still whispering lewd comments; but Jimmy no longer seemed to know she was even there. He spun on his heels finally and ran for the patio porch, where he let himself into the house and slammed the kitchen door behind him. Beth was left standing alone in the shadows by the window.
She stared after Jimmy for a moment, biting her lower lip. She hoped that he wouldn't turn against her because of what had happened tonight, all of what had happened, because she really dug that beautifully hard cock of his! And she. wanted it again and again and again-even more, now that she had had such a magnificent orgasm, than she wanted his uncle's larger, thicker instrument of pleasure.
Well, she thought, Jimmy will be okay tomorrow. Things might be a little tight for awhile, but he'll realize his old lady and his uncle were just doing what comes naturally ... a good old-fashioned fuck-in, like we were having. He'll forget about it after a while. Heck, I'll give him such a good fucking again tomorrow night, and a blow job like he's never had before, that he'll forget about it right THEN. Mmmmmmm, yes I will!
The young platinum-haired girl turned then, giggling softly to herself, switching her hips provocatively from force of habit, and walked quick out of the Daniels's yard on her way home.
CHAPTER FOUR
It was a few minutes before nine the following morning when Nell awoke in the guest room. She stretched languidly, the sheets cold and sweet-smelling against her sensually naked body. Sunlight slanted in through the partially drawn blinds over the window, falling across her eyes, and she raised one arm to shield out the bright, warm light.
As she lay there, the events of the preceding evening returned vividly to her mind. She dwelled for a moment on the frenzy of passion which had been generated between her and Max, the pleasure they had taken and given with one another's body. Dear God, but he was a fine, handsome, virile man! Nell had almost forgotten what lovemaking-real lovemaking-could be like; and her sex-starved body and mind had reveled in the deliciously fevered flesh of her dead husband's brother. He was truly a magnificent lover, certainly the equal of Tom-although the deep and abiding love which had existed between her and Tom had sent her to heights she didn't think any man could ever bring her to again.
And yet, here in the light of day, questions made themselves known in the lovely sable haired mother's mind: questions which in her subconscious had caused fitful dreams in the night. Did the coupling with Max have any meaning in terms of a long-lasting relationship? Did he love her spiritually, in some way, or was he too much of a hedonistic bachelor to feel anything except a physical, superficial craving? How did Max really feel about her? And, conversely, how did she really feel about him? And what if Jimmy, her young and handsome son, should find out what they had done together? How would he feel about his mother and his uncle joining in an intimate relationship?
Nell's mind was filled with these questions, and more, but there were no immediate answers to any of them. She had come home, and been welcomed and made to feel whole and guiltless by her son and by the brother of her dead husband; those were the only facts she knew for certain. They were sources of inner peace for her, those facts, after the months of terrible loneliness and guilt; but would they last for her? Would the questions she had posed to herself be resolved happily? Now that she had tasted a semblance of happiness and contentment again, the prospect of returning to her self-exiled life in a place like Los Angeles was more frightening and depressing than ever.
Sighing, Nell slipped out of the cool bed and padded nakedly across the bedroom. Her taut, firmly-rounded buttocks jiggled with unaffected sensuality as she moved, and her still firm, high breasts swayed gently. From one of her suitcases, she removed a clean brassiere and panties, a pair of flared-bottom slacks and a sleeveless summer blouse; then she dressed quickly, carefully brushed her hair, and applied a light touch of makeup to her lineless face.
The warm, honey smell of brewing coffee drew her immediately to the kitchen after she had left the guest room. When she opened the door, Nell saw Max standing at the stove, whistling softly to himself as he fried eggs and cottage-style potatoes in a pair of skillets. He turned when he heard her enter, put down the fork he was holding, and smiled at her warmly.
"Morning, Nell," he said. "Sleep well?"
"Oh yes," she replied. "Very well. I ... I had good reason to, didn't I?"
Her cheeks colored with a faint tinge of pink as she spoke, and Max came to her and folded her into his strong arms. He kissed her deeply and passionately, and Nell returned his kiss, clinging to him, finding comfort in his strong masculine body. Then he stepped back, holding her at arm's length, while he searched her eyes with his own shining gaze.
You're lovely, Nell," he murmured softly.
"No," she said. "No, I'm not. I'm ... a wanton, Max, and I hardly feel pretty at all."
His handsome face sobered. "Are you sorry about last night, darling? Are you sorry we made love?"
"I ... I don't know."
"It was wonderful between us, Nell. You can't deny that."
"No," she said. "No, I can't deny it."
"Do you want it to happen again?"
"I ... I'm not sure. I need time to think, a lot of time. Do you understand? I lost control of myself last night, because it's been so long since I ... had love. But I don't want to lose control again, not ... not until I'm sure there's something ... more than just sex. I need more than that, Max."
"I know you do," he said quietly. "And I'm not sure I can give it to you. I think I can, but I'm not sure just yet. I've been a bastard for a long time, and I'm not positive I can change."
"I guess we both need time, then."
"Yes," Max agreed. "We both need time."
They moved across the kitchen to the table, which he had set for two. Nell noticed the absence of a third place as she seated herself. "Has Jimmy left already?" she inquired.
"He goes to work at Amos's Hardware at eight on weekdays," the handsome uncle told her. "He was long gone by the time I got up. I don't know why he insists on working at all, much less a place like Amos'; I give him more than enough money for his needs, and of course there's his trust fund for college."
"He's always been independent," Nell said proudly.
"Yes, he has. And I suppose that's all to the good. He's a fine boy."
"I know," she murmured. "I know."
They ate quietly, lingered over cigarettes and a second cup of coffee, then she helped him clean up the dishes. While she was washing and he was drying, the virile uncle said, "Is there anything special you'd like to do today? We could swim or go for a drive or anything at all you'd care to do."
-Nell tugged at her soft, full lower lip for a moment. "If you don't mind, Max, I'd like to go for a long walk around Carson Falls-all alone."
"Why alone?"
"Because I want to think about a lot of things-about us, and about Jimmy, and about being home again. And I want to reacquaint myself with everything. Do you mind terribly?"
"Of course not," he smiled at her. "I understand; believe me, I do."
When the dishes were finished, Max kissed her tenderly and then walked her to the front door. They said goodbye, and kissed again, and Jimmy's uncle watched her walk down the slab stone path toward the front gate. Then he sighed, a little wistfully, closed the door, and went to change into his swim trunks for his daily dip in the pool....
* * *
It was a quiet morning in Amos's Hardware Store and Jimmy had plenty of opportunity to dwell on his own thoughts as he shuffled stock and waited on an occasional customer.
He felt guilty and ashamed over what he and Beth had done while watching his mother and his uncle last night, and he had slept very little. Lying in bed, he had at first known violent anger toward the girl, but then, the more he thought about it, the more he concluded that she was not to blame, not really. She was a hot-blooded young female, and she had succumbed to the same carnal temptation that he had. No, Beth and he had been weak, young and weak, and what they had done could be excused.
But what about his mother and his Uncle Max? Was what they had done excusable too? He tried to tell himself that it wasn't that they had been like a couple of animals in there; and yet he knew that wasn't true. He tried to tell himself that it was all his mother's fault, coming home after two years and on the first night fucking his uncle like a ... a common slut; but he couldn't find any hatred or lasting censure in his heart for her. He kept remembering the pain and suffering that had been mirrored on her face when he'd first seen her yesterday afternoon, the beseeching way she'd looked at him, and how his heart had gone out to her. She deserved the right to some love and affection, too, didn't she? Maybe she was weak, too, and she had needed Uncle Max in a desperate way. Perhaps it was even possible that the two of them were in love, or starting to fall in love; and if that were the case, then they had as much right to enjoy each other's bodies as he and Beth had.
No, he couldn't hate his mother and he couldn't really blame her, deep down. Why then did he feel so guilty and ashamed? Why did he feel so unsettled, as if he were on the verge of some great truth about himself? He couldn't seem to dispel the image of his mother's sensually naked body, glistening with love-sweat, as she received the long, hard strokes of Max's cock in her warmly wet pussy. He couldn't seem to rid his mind of the image of her beautiful long legs locked around his uncle's flanks, heels pounding on his buttocks in her overwhelming desire. He couldn't seem to forget the way she had urged him to fuck her harder so that she could cum ... cum with hot burning semen inside her, inside the wet slit nestled so enticingly beneath her triangle of sable black pubic hair....
Jimmy shook his head violently, feeling his face flame red. He looked guiltily around the store, but there was no one present except grizzled old man Amos, who was paying no attention to him at all. What was the matter with him, thinking of his mother in such a carnal way? It was almost as if ... well, as if he had been captivated and attracted by the sight of her nakedness, by the way she was making love to Uncle Max! It was almost as if he, Jimmy, wanted to be in his uncle's place on the couch last night, fucking deep and hard into his mother's tight, warmly clasping cunt!
Again, Jimmy shook his head savagely. No, no, Jesus Christ, he couldn't think like that, he couldn't! She was his mother, the woman who had given him life, he couldn't really have any carnal feelings toward her. Such a thing just wasn't possible. It was just that he was confused and mixed up about last night. Sure, that was all it was. Things would be fine again pretty soon, and the vivid images would fade from his brain. Then he would look at his mother the right way, love her the right way. Any other way was unthinkable.
He kept telling himself that over and over again, and yet, perversely, almost frighteningly, the picture of his naked, passionately contorted mother grew even more vivid in his young brain
* * *
Swimming with fluid, powerful strokes, his bronzed and well-muscled body gleaming in the morning sunlight, Max made seventeen full laps of the kidney-shaped pool in his rear yard. The water was cold and invigorating, and he felt a sense of deep relaxation as he swam. He had always been athletic-tennis, golf, bowling-but swimming was by far his favorite exercise. Too, it helped him maintain his youthful, manly physique. Rain or shine, he did at least ten laps every day; and he had never been sick a minute in his life. Grinning mentally to himself, he wondered if a private swimming pool, properly used, wasn't the key to perfect health and eternal youth.
At the end of his seventeenth lap, Max paused to breathe deeply of the warm, fragrant summer air-even though he wasn't particularly winded. Then he placed his large hands on the blue tile edge of the pool and hauled himself easily onto his feet. Dripping, he padded to the chaise lounge he had set out on the lush green lawn nearby, picked up the fluffy towel there, and began to dry himself vigorously.
A soft, faintly mocking feminine voice called out to him from across the patio, "You swim very nicely, Mr. Daniels! Mmmmm yes, you do!"
Max turned abruptly and saw Jimmy's platinum-haired young girlfriend, Beth Jones, swaying toward him. She stopped directly in front of where he stood, smiling almost seductively, and her bright eyes traveled appreciatively and boldly over his bronzed, wetly naked torso. Then her gaze dropped insolently to the front of his trunks and lingered on the clear outline of his large manhood and heavy testicles, sharply defined by the tight material. Her frank appraisal, Max thought uncomfortably, contained an odd kind of knowing smirk, almost as if she knew some great and consuming secret about him. In spite of himself he felt his neck redden.
He demanded, "How long have you been here, Beth?"
"Oh, just a few minutes," she responded, "I watched you from over there beside the house. You really are quite a swimmer, and fast, too."
"Thanks."
"I'm pretty good myself, you know. I was the girls' racing champ in high school last year. Bet I could almost beat you in a five-lap race."
"Maybe you could," Max said noncommittally.
Beth laughed. "That's kind of a hint, Mr. Daniels-or do you mind if I call you Max? I just hate calling people mister or missus, even if they are older than me."
"I guess I don't mind. What did you mean-huh?"
"To go swimming in your pool," Beth told him. "Jimmy said it would be okay, any time I wanted to. I really feel like a swim this morning. Would it be okay, Max?"
"Well ... sure, why not?" He moistened his lips. "Did you bring your suit?"
"You didn't think I was going to swim naked, did you?" she mocked, giggling. "I'm wearing a bikini under my clothes. I kind of took it for granted that you wouldn't mind."
Max shrugged and lit a cigarette from his pack. While he did so, Beth quickly undid the buttons on her blouse, shrugged out of it, and slipped off her hot pants; she was watching him the whole time and wiggling her diminutive, firmly-rounded young body suggestively. The handsome older man tried to keep his eyes off her firm white flesh, but he couldn't control the direction of his gaze. He moistened his lips as she stood before him, clad only in a wispy white bikini that did little to hide her large breasts, her flat abdomen, and the tight, hot crevice of her pussy nestled below. God, but she's a fine little piece! Max thought. Jimmy's lucky in one way if he's getting into her; she looks like she could throw a fuck that a man would take a long time forgetting, as young as she is! She just exudes sex.
Suddenly, he realized the direction of his thoughts and tried to blank his mind of the enticing topic. The last thing in the world he needed or wanted was a session with jail-bait like Beth Jones, even if that jail-bait was as provocative as she was. He reluctantly pulled his eyes from her near-nakedness, and sat down on the chaise longue.
Beth said, "Where's Mrs. Daniels this morning, Max? Is she still sleeping or something?"
"No, she's gone out for awhile," he replied. "Why?"
"Oh ... I was just wondering, that's all."
"Well, why don't you go ahead and have your swim, Beth?"
"How about you?"
"I've had mine."
"Don't you want to race me?" she asked, moving closer to him again, in front of him so that his eyes were on an almost direct line with her flat, smooth belly and the deep, well-defined cleft of her young pussy. She moved her body sinuously before him, tempting him. "I'll bet I could make it interesting for both of us."
Max's head jerked up and his eyes locked with her bold ones again. Had there been a double meaning in her words? He felt a fluttering warmth in the pit of his stomach and down low in his groin. Damn, he wished this little bitch hadn't come here this morning! He wished she'd have her goddamned swim and go away and leave him alone. She was having an undeniable sexual effect on him, and he was afraid she knew that already.
"Please, Max?" she whispered. "Let's have a race in the pool!"
The uncle of the young girl's boyfriend stood abruptly. "All right," he acquiesced. "One race, and then I've got to go inside; I've got some things to take care of."
"Groovy!" Beth cried. She turned, swinging her firm young hips, walked to the edge of the pool, and dove gracefully into the cold, clear water. She surfaced, shaking her platinum head and laughing as she looked up at the older man, her eyes touching and caressing that area of his body covered by the swim suit. It was actually caressing his cock, he thought, like soft, warm hands stroking it; the thought was both exciting and unsettling, and he felt his penis restlessly stir as blood filled the huge length and girth of it. To hide his beginning erection, and his discomfiture, Max ran forward and dived cleanly into the cool water.
He turned beneath the surface, swam to the deep end under the diving board, and clung to the side there as his head emerged. Beth swam toward him and clung to the pool's edge very close beside him, her eyes still brazenly sensual and mocking. "Five laps, okay?" she questioned.
"Five laps," he agreed.
Beth counted to three, and then they began the race. The lovely young teenager was a fine, strong swimmer, but no match for Max's powerful, well-trained strokes. Ordinarily, he would have swum at half-speed and purposely and graciously lost in a race with a female; but now he felt a perverse desire to prove his masculine domination. He won the race by almost a full lap.
When he turned at the deep end finally, the petite teenager was standing at the shallow end, pouting at him. "Wow, you really went fast! Do you always go that fast?"
He didn't answer. He turned onto his back and floated, kicking away from the edge, breathing deeply. Suddenly, beneath him, he felt a hand encircle his chest and pull him under water. Beth had swum beneath the surface like a torpedo and ducked him!
They came up together at the shallow end of the pool; she was giggling, her dripping face shining. Then she splashed him, crying, "Let's play roughhouse!" and stepped up close to him, put both her hands on top of his head, and ducked him under again. He reached out involuntarily as he was thrust beneath the surface, to grab hold of her slender little waist and pull her off her feet. She gasped, flailing out for a moment, and then she too slid beneath the surface.
As they thrashed about beneath the water, Max felt Beth's hand come in electric contact with his thigh, brushing along it only inches from his rapidly awakening cock. It seemed to linger there for a moment, then move away. A surge of excited desire shot through him again, and he had to repress an automatic, masculine urge to grasp the firmly swelling mounds of her breasts and buttocks. Her touch on his thigh had been an accident ... or had it?
They bobbed up, in waist-deep water. The teenage blonde was standing so close in front of him that her ripe young breasts almost touched his chest. Her lips parted moistly with the tip of her pinkly wet tongue showing. The inside of Max's mouth was dry. Christ, why did she have to stand so close to him, the little prick-teaser? He had half a hard-on already at the touch of her hand.
"More roughhouse!" Beth said suddenly, laughing huskily as she grabbed him and pushed him off-balance. Again, they both ducked under. Max twisted his body, feeling her surge against him, and then ... and then her fingers brushed over the front of his trunks, tracing the outline of his rapidly growing cock! They lingered there, massaging gently, gently, caressing with an almost maddening slowness that sent wild, burning ripples of passion flooding through his belly and his lust-thickened hardness leapt into a painfully throbbing erection.
Max's mouth opened in a convulsive gasp, and pool water poured into his throat, gagging him. He coughed spasmodically, fighting his way to the surface. Beth came up with him, standing even closer to him now so that the hot firebrands of her near-naked breasts touched his chest. Her blue eyes were half-lidded provocatively, and there was mounting excitement inside her young, lustful body. Her plan was working! It was working to perfection, because Jimmy's uncle was more than a little turned-on by her! His prick had jumped into a big, long hard-on when she'd touched it, and that meant that he wanted her-as she'd known all along he did.
When Beth had awakened that morning, she had lain in her bed remembering how Max's thick white penis had looked sawing in and out of Jimmy's mother's wetly glistening pussy the night before. The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. Mmmmm, it would be groovy to have a cock that size burrowed hot and hard deep inside her belly! And Max was so handsome, too, and such a fine lover from what she'd seen; he really knew how to fuck! But did she dare try to seduce Jimmy's uncle? Yes! The thought excited her even more, made her eager young cunt hot and moist with arousal, and she had known that she was going to come here today and, if the opportunity presented itself, she was going to do everything in her power to fuck Mr. Max Daniels!
Now she looked with plain, unmasked passion into Max's virile face. "Did you like that?" she whispered. "Did you like the feel of my fingers on your cock, Max?"
He stared at her in open-mouthed disbelief, his brain whirling furiously. He couldn't believe-this was really happening! She had deliberately caressed him there under water, deliberately brought his masculinity into an impatiently throbbing hardness and now she was all but pressing her firm, young body against him, her eyes flashing sex and her lips saying lewd, enticing words. Jesus Christ! Was she crazy? Didn't she know that he was only human, that she couldn't fool around like that and expect nothing to happen? Didn't she know that he was old enough to be her father, that teasing him like this was foolish and dangerous?
"What ... what's the matter with you, Beth?" he managed to croak. "For God's sake!"
"Mmmmm, you have such a big, lovely cock, Max," she crooned in her soft, sultry voice. "And I made it nice and hard for you, didn't I? Oh, I just love big, hard cocks, Max. I just love them! And I love yours! Oh, how I love it, Max dear. It's the biggest one I've ever felt."
"Stop it, damn you!"
But she didn't stop it. Instead, she continued to intone softly obscene words at him-and suddenly her hand was on his fully erect penis again, expertly stroking it beneath the water! Her nimble, burning fingers caressed his long rigid shaft, then slid down to oscillate back and forth across his long sperm-churning testicles as she pressed her fully-ripened breasts against his chest. Her breath was fervid and sweet and ragged in his face.
Max knew he should pull back away from her, should end this impossible scene before it reached the point of no-return-but the salacious pleasure of her expert fingering rendered him frozen, incapable of motion. His brain continued to reel dizzily, as he fought for sanity. Suppose Nell should come home? Christ, there was the beginning of something good between them after last night, and he couldn't let a hot little bitch like this foul things up. He had to stop her, he had to! And yet, he couldn't move, and his massively thickened cock throbbed with still brighter heat.
"I'm going to take your prick out, Max," she breathed at him. "I'm going to take it out and hold it in my hand. You'll like that won't you, honey? Mmmmmmm, yes you will!"
"No ... no!" he choked. "Beth ... "
"You'll like it, honey, you'll like my fingers on your prick. I want you to like it, I want you to fuck me. Wouldn't you like that, Max? Wouldn't you like to fuck a young girl like me, and teach me some groovy things. Huh? Wouldn't you?"
"Oh God, oh God ...!"
Dexterously, her fingers slid upward underwater to pull back the waistband of his trunks, back and down until his blood-enraged member burst out and into the warm palm of the teenage girl's hand. Beth held it claspingly for a moment, making little animal sounds of abandoned joy deep in her throat, and then she stroked it gently, pushing the foreskin back and running her fingernails along the base, along the sperm bloated sac of his balls. Max felt the exquisite thrill of her caress bursting through his body, and raging desire began to block out all his rational considerations. He had always been a hedonist at heart, loving sex and pleasure, and the exciting touch of this wanton young girl was driving him almost wild with lust. He didn't want her, didn't want anything to do with her-and yet, ambivalently, he wanted to fuck her like he hadn't wanted to fuck any woman or girl since Nell!
"Slide your trunks down all the way, honey, daddy," Beth breathed. "Hurry!"
Max obeyed mindlessly, pulling them down as fast as he could. She cupped his balls in her hand now, rubbing them back and forth, squeezing them very gently, making the cum build up hotly and explosively in his scrotum. He looked down with glassy eyes at her hand through the wavy translucence of the water, watching her, revelling in the searing sensations of lewd delight. Then Beth was reaching up behind herself with her free hand, unsnapping her bikini halter and pulling it away. Her beautifully rounded young breasts burst into view, and Max stared at them with a fresh rush of desire. God, but she had a fantastic set of tits! High, resilient mounds were capped with large, distended nipples in their nests of brownish-pink areolas, and the fleshy mounds were throbbing with desire, sheened with beaded droplets of water. His painfully throbbing cock jumped like a wild thing in her hand, and Beth laughed happily as she began to rub her wet, nakedly firm breasts across his chest, rolling the nipples through the thickly matted hair there.
"You want to fuck me, don't you, Max?" she crooned. "You want to put your big hard prick inside my pussy and fill me up with cum, don't you?"
"No, I ... I...."
"Yes, you do. You want to fuck me, I know you do. And you want to eat me up, too-you want to put your mouth between my legs and eat my pussy all up with your lips and tongue! My pussy is nice and clean-all wet ... and warm ... and it'll taste so good! Right?"
"Oooooh, Beth, for the love of...."
She was tugging at the bottom of her bikini now, pushing it down, down, down, to expose the sparse, light-blond fleece of her pubic mound. She took one of his hands then and pressed it down through the water, spreading her legs and fitting his strong fingers between her excitedly quivering thighs, against the hot, wet expanse of her tight little cunt.
"Mmmmmmm!" she intoned. "Oh, that's nice, honey daddy, that's nice! Isn't it nice? Isn't my pussy nice? Don't you want to eat it up and fuck it, Max honey? Tell me, tell me!"
"Yes! Yes, damn you, yes, yes, yes!"
Beth laughed triumphantly, then guided him toward the edge of the pool with her hand still stroking his rigidly pulsating cock, and his hand still pressed against her wetly heated vagina under the water. She turned against the tile lip and whispered, "Eat me up, honey daddy, eat me up right this instant! Oooohhh, my pussy is on fire for your mouth and your cock! Hurry, hurry! Ohhhhhhhh!"
Totally abandoned to his raging lust, Max grabbed her roughly at her trim little waist and lifted her up into the air, out of the water. Streams of water ran down across Beth's perfectly rounded breasts, past the tautened nipples, along the flat velvet softness of her belly to the raised, inviting mound of her slushing wet cunt. Max sat her down hard on the tile, her nakedly rounded buttocks slapping resoundingly, but the young girl only laughed aloud and continued crooning obscene words to the passion-crazed older man.
Sitting the way she was on the pool's edge, with Max below her, Beth began to move her legs apart-wider, wider, exposing the narrow hair-fringed lips of her pussy to him, and the full pink splendor of her tight femininity. Then she leaned back on her hands, her full, creamy breasts pushed skyward like twin mountain peaks. She raised her hips slightly, undulating her pelvis so that her widely flowered cunt, glistening and enticing, seemed to leap toward Max, and then retreat, leap toward him, retreat.
He watched it as if transfixed, his face only inches away from the moistly splayed furrow, his nose pointing at the quivering, fully .exposed nubbin of her clitoris. Then, with a low moan of wild hunger, Max lunged his head forward and buried his face in her warmly secreting slit. His tongue shot out, licking up and down over her moistly perfumed cunt lips, over the throbbing bud of her clitoris, and then back down again to the palpitating opening of her desire-inflamed vagina.
Beth moaned and abandonedly flung her hips up and down against his face, splaying her legs still wider on the tile, raising her steaming loins up to his mouth like some pagan offering of lust. The bronzed uncle's tongue lashed out like a molten probe, slipping deep, deep into her hotly throbbing vaginal orifice in the ultimate french kiss, and he revelled in her pungent taste and the velvet warmth of her cunt mouth.
"Aaaaaahhhh, that's it, ohhhh fuck my pussy with your tongue, honey daddy, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it!"
Max continued his voracious tonguing of her moistly trembling inner recesses, his hands slipping up over her taut little belly to her full, quivering breasts, his mind totally committed to the act he was performing, no thoughts of Nell or propriety or his nephew penetrating the cyclone of lust which had claimed his brain. He brutally squeezed her resilient young mounds as his mouth and tongue made lewd sucking sounds between her widespread thighs.
Then Max withdrew his wet probe from her channel and licked upward to the erectly pulsating button of her clitoris. She whined sharply as he took the tiny phallus between his sharp teeth and held it tightly there, before beginning to run the tip of his tongue around and around the sensitive nerve ending. Her wet blond head jerked from side to side in total abandonment, and the young uncle opened his mouth yet wider, moving his tongue downward once more along the smooth, heat-moistened slit to the throbbing moist opening of her vagina. And again, he began to orally fuck her, with hard, fast, jabbing strokes of his thickly wet tongue that burrowed deep up into her wetly clasping passage and caused unintelligible whimpering sounds to bubble out of her lust-constricted throat.
Beth's naked young buttocks jerked and spasmed beneath his plunging hot tongue, lifting high off the tile to meet each fucking thrust of his mouth. Her frantically quivering legs were spread as wide as they would go. She thought she would surely go mad from the sheer ecstatic rapture of his tongue fucking in and out of her tight young cunt, from the pleasure-pain of his savagely squeezing fingers on her passion swollen breasts and nipples. The cute little teenager felt gathering billows of her orgasm rising out of control.
"I'm going to cum!" she squealed. "Ohooohhhhh, honey daddy, fuck me faster with your tongue, fuck me faster, I'm going to cum, ooooooooooooooo!"
And then all at once, she crested the pinnacle and her climax struck with mind-blowing suddenness and intensity. She screamed out mindlessly as her juices began to flow from her widespread young cunt, inundating the older man's face and tongue, flowing down along her tortured slit and over her tiny brown anus to puddle on the tile beneath her nakedly heaving body. Max continued to suck and lick her wildly pulsating pussy until, at long last, her cumming was over and she sank back with a long, ecstatic sigh. She closed her legs tightly around his head, imprisoning it there for a moment in gratitude, and then released him from between her wetly fevered thighs. Max's rigidly throbbing cock and sperm-filled balls were seething infernos of impending cum as he raised his head from between the platinum-haired girl's wide-spread legs. The succulent secretions of her climax made his face shine like a grotesque mask in the morning sunlight as he stared up at the panting, glassy-eyed Beth. He had to have his own release, now that he had given her hers. He had to shove his massively pulsing cock into her, fuck into her, pound his cock into her tight young cunt until his semen burst like fiery lava into the very core of her being!
"I'm going to fuck you now, you little bitch!" he cried. "I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before!"
Beth's head lifted, and there was renewed excitement in her eyes. "Yes, yes, fuck me, honey daddy! Fuck me good!"
Max grabbed her by the waist and pulled her down into the pool with him. She gasped as the cold water bathed her feverishly naked body, her hot, wet pussy. Max pressed her back against the tile wall of the pool, and the teenager braced her ripe young body against it, bringing her legs up through the water and spreading them to encircle his waist. Then she gasped again and grasped his heatedly hammering cock, steering it to her until the blood-engorged head touched her silken pubic hair and soft, butter like pussy lips. She moved his cockhead up and down along her wetly pink slit, undulating her hips in fresh excitement in a circular motion as she locked her legs more tightly around him under water.
Suddenly, Beth thrust herself forward, in one smooth movement skewering herself on his long gigantic shaft, burying his massive thickness almost to the hilt in the warm, lubricious folds of her tight young pussy. He moaned rapturously, and she cried out, "Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh!" with her hips still rotating and her hands coming up to grip him under the arms. Max dropped his own hands to the quivering wounded moons of her nakedly squirming buttocks,-his fingers digging painfully into the hot flesh.
"Fuck me!" Beth moaned. "Ohhhh, fuck me with your big hard cock! It's so big and hard inside me, so big and hard and filling me up....Ohhhhhhhh, give it to me, fuck me with every inch you've got!"
Obediently, wildly, Max began to stroke into her with long, hard lunges, using all the power in his body and legs. He wanted to hurt her, fuck her like a crazy man, and he kneaded her soft little ass cheeks with sadistic delight. Harder and harder he drove his burgeoning shaft into her tightly heated cunt, feeling her warm wet pussy walls encompassing his throbbing hardness, the nibbling muscles of her vagina like hungry fingers around his thick masculinity.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" she squealed against his ear, breathing liquid fire into the orifice. "Ggggggaaaaahhhhhhh, that's it, harder, harder, oohhhhh I've never been fucked this hard before and I love it, I love it."
The bronzed uncle rammed his long rigid cock forward with all the strength of his hips and thighs, thrilling at the forbidden act of which he was a part. Beth wailed incoherently now, her smooth velvety legs enveloping his waist in a vise-like grip, her hips churning the water around them to a froth. The satiny folds of her tight little cunt squeezed snugly around his rigid shaft, milking it already of its first tentative dribbling of seminal lubrication. He knew she could feel every inch, every muscle and ridge of his prick as she screwed her nakedly rounded buttocks up tight against his pelvis. The bloated sac of his sperm-filled balls was pressed hard into the wet, wide-stretched crevice below her vaginal lips, and the hair-covered scrotum danced maddeningly against the sensitive flesh of her tiny puckered anus. Shivers of wanton delight made her fuck him as hard as he was fucking her.
Beth's hips were a blur of motion, twisting and contorting, and she opened and closed her legs around his waist as she endeavored to ingest even more of his long pistoning shaft into her belly. Then, abruptly, she cried out as Max pounded his massive pole of hot flesh into her, "I'm ... I'm going to cum again, honey daddy....Oooooo I'm going to cum again, yes, yes, I'm there ... aaaahhhhh ... I'm cumming, cumming, cumming ...!"
Her body heaved toward his as the first delicious throes of her second straight orgasm rocketed through her, spurring him on, locking him in. In that moment, the handsome uncle felt his own cum boil over, explode along the passage within his wildly throbbing cock and burst from the widened opening in the glans like a volcanic eruption, flooding her inner cunt walls and the very core of her rapidly undulating belly with surge after surge of his fiery white semen. The naked teenager was squealing with total abandon, wantonly urging him to never stop filling her cunt with his wonderful hot, thick cum.
Finally Max collapsed against her, pushing her back hard against the tiled edge of the pool. His rapidly emptying penis began to deflate then, and slid out of her tight young pussy, trailing long sinuous webs of his seed in the water like thinly white sea kelp. She stroked his face as he lay pressed against her, exhausted, and fervently kissed his mouth and his eyes and his neck in gratification. "Oh, honey daddy, that was fantastic! Two cums in a row, two magnificent cums in a row! I've never had it like this, never, you're the greatest in the world-the greatest fuck in the whole wide world!"
And neither she nor Max were aware in their satiated states that for the past five orgiastic minutes-while he had mouthed her cunt to orgasm, and fucked it to orgasm with his superbly expanded cock-they had had a shocked, horrified witness to their lewd sexual antics.
Jimmy's mother had decided to cut her walk short, and had returned home, had come out to the rear porch looking for Max, and had been frozen immobile by what she saw in the pool before her very eyes.
Nell had seen, and heard, all there was to see and hear.
Finally able to make her frozen feet move, Nell turned away from the lewd sight of Max and the young teenager clinging naked in the pool, and ran through the house to the front door. Outside, she hurried down the slab-stone path, went through the gate, and-fighting tears all the way-began to walk rapidly along the tree-shaded street.
Her mind felt confused and stricken from the carnal scene she had just witnessed. Oh, Max, she thought, how could you? How could you do this to me after ... after what we had last night, after what you told me this morning? Naked in the swimming pool, your mouth pressed between the legs of that disgusting little monster. Beth ... mouthing her to orgasm and then ... then putting your penis inside her, a little girl young enough to be your daughter! Oh, Max, Max, I always knew you were a playboy, that you'd make love to any girl you could find, anywhere and anytime, ... but I didn't think you'd do it with a teenager, with Jimmy s girlfriend, with your own nephew's girlfriend!
Tears trickled slowly down Nell's lovely cheeks as she walked. She had thought that her homecoming was something good and clean after two futile years, and that at long last she was again to know happiness and peace. But now, she wasn't sure at all. In her mind, Max had betrayed her-and Beth Jones had betrayed her son, Jimmy. Was this treachery, this sexual conspiracy, an omen that more pain and futility lay ahead for Nell Daniels? She didn't know, she couldn't understand....
"What am I going to do?" she whispered aloud to herself. "How can I face Max again? How can I go back to that house, knowing what I know? And how can I possibly face that bitch Beth Jones without screaming at her and slapping her smirking, innocent little face?"
Beth. Beth Jones. It was all her fault, Nell suddenly realized, with completely rational clarity. Disappointed and embittered as she was toward him in this moment, she knew deep down that Max was not the one responsible for what had happened there in the pool. He was just a man, a sexually unprincipled man, a hedonist, and when the opportunity to conquer a beautiful female body presented itself, he was powerless to control his emotions. Beth would have to be the one who took the initiative today-if today was the first time it had happened between the two of them, she had seduced Max, not the other way around. She was the guilty party, this young girl about whom her son, Jimmy, spoke so glowingly, probably never guessing the truth about Beth Jones.
Poor Jimmy, Nell thought, poor blind, trusting Jimmy. He deserves so much better than a slut like Beth! But ... but suppose he becomes more involved with her, deeply involved? Suppose he falls in love with her and he wants to marry her! Oh God, I can't let that happen, I can't! He's got to be told what kind of girl Beth is, as painful as it might be for him, he's got to know what she really is like. It's up to me to tell him. Yes, I've got to confess to him what I saw just now between Max and Beth; I've got to make him believe that it's the truth, make him understand about her.
Nell bit her lower lip painfully as she walked further away from Max's lavish home, oblivious to her surroundings as her thoughts swirled achingly inside her head. Could she tell Jimmy though, she asked herself? Could she bring herself to speak the words? There was Max to consider, too, for if she told her son what had happened in the pool this morning, she would be condemning Max as well as the platinum-haired teenage girl. Would Jimmy hate his uncle then? Would there be bad trouble, perhaps physical violence between them?
No, no, neither Max nor Jimmy were the violent type. But there might be a deep animosity that would develop between uncle and nephew nonetheless, and Nell didn't want that. In spite of Max's betrayal of her, he was still a basically good and decent man-and he had given Jimmy a home the past two years and treated him well, too. She didn't think she could possibly love Max, despite last night and especially after witnessing what she had in the pool just now, but neither did she want vengeance on him for his transgression. All she wanted was to be happy and at peace with the world again, and to protect the son she loved so very much.
Another possibility struck her suddenly. If she told Jimmy the truth, he might turn on her somehow-might think she was lying in an attempt to break him and Beth up for some reason of her own! And he might twist in his adolescent mind his mother's feelings for his well-being into something much darker and more base. She couldn't stand that. Nell knew she needed his love. Needed it so desperately now.
God, oh God, what was she going to do? What was she going to do?
The indecision swirled around inside the sable-haired mother's brain, and still she could find no resolute answer to her dilemma. Only this morning everything had seemed well on its way toward a bright and normal future, and now, suddenly, the prospects seemed bleak once more. Nell could feel fresh pain twisting at her, fresh guilt at causing the death of the man she loved. At deserting her handsome young son, at succumbing to her own repressed desires with Max last night. Wouldn't she ever be free of inner torments again, she wondered? Wouldn't life ever be free and simple and uncomplicated for her? Wouldn't she ever know love and joy again?
Nell walked the sunny, tree-lined streets of Carson Falls for hours, upset and still indecisive. She saw people she knew, who either snubbed her altogether or greeted her coldly. She thought about stopping at Amos's Hardware Store to see her son, but somehow she couldn't bring herself to do it; the store, a public place, wasn't the place to see him. Not now, not with what she had on her mind.
When Nell finally returned to Max's luxurious house, a few minutes before three, she knew only that she would now be able to face Max without betraying to him that she knew about his lewd mouth-and penis-fucking of Beth Jones that morning. And vaguely, she knew that she had to talk to Jimmy-alone and that night. Even if she couldn't confess her knowledge of Max and Beth and their salacious activities together, she had to try to bring her son closer to her through some means or other, she had to try to make him understand her love and need for him. And if possible, the truth about Beth Jones too.
Max was sitting in the living room, nursing a bourbon-and-water, when Nell entered the house. He rose immediately to greet her, a warm smile of welcome on his mouth; but his eyes were clouded with uncertainty and what may have been guilt, although she couldn't tell for sure. He came to her and kissed her cheek. "Hi, Nell," he said. "Did you have a nice walk, darling?"
"I ... yes, Max, I had a nice walk."
"You were gone a long time."
"I had a lot of thinking to do."
"Did you reach any conclusions?"
"I'm not sure just yet," she answered coolly. "I think I'll have a glass of milk in the kitchen," Without waiting for his answer, the sable haired young mother turned and left the living room. Max watched her, sighing, then sat down on the couch again. He felt restless and angry with himself over his loss of control with Beth Jones that morning, over having succumbed to her lustful will and the orgiastic session they had enjoyed together in the swimming pool. He hadn't wanted it to happen, not really, and yet he'd been powerless to stop himself. It was as if the young, platinum-haired girl wielded some kind of strange, intoxicating power over him, fanning the flames of his desire past all reason.
But it would never happen again between the teenager and him, he had promised himself that. And he had told the girl the same thing as they had both dressed after their passions were completely spent; she must never come near him again, never tempt him again. And if she did? Beth had asked coquettishly. Max had tried to think of an answer, but he couldn't seem to find any words; finally he had just turned and stalked into the house, leaving her there by the pool laughing at him in her mocking, too-wise way.
Max finished his drink, stood, and made another at the small portable bar which he had wheeled inside from the patio. He had had five drinks, sitting alone in the house since Beth had left, but they hadn't had any effect on him whatsoever. He felt like getting roaring drunk, but he knew that wouldn't solve anything. No, he had to forget about this morning, about Beth; he had to pretend the indiscretion with that hot little piece of prime jail-bait had never existed. He had to concentrate on Nell, for he knew that deep down he had strong feelings for her-very strong feelings! He-mustn't do anything to jeopardize those feelings, or to hurt her in any way; she had been hurt enough already, and she needed love and understanding now. Maybe, just maybe, he was the man to give them to her.
In the kitchen, Nell drank two glasses of ice-cold milk. Then she washed out the glass and went to the guest room without seeing or talking with Max again. There she spent several minutes freshening up and changing into a light, miniskirted summer dress. She had just emerged into the living room, and had declined Max's offer of a drink, when Jimmy arrived home.
Since he went to work so early in the morning, old man Amos let him off at four o'clock every afternoon. Jimmy looked tired, as if he had had a very hard day, and he seemed quiet and withdrawn. He said hello to his uncle and to his mother, and then bent to kiss her. But he averted his eyes from hers as he did so, causing her to ask fearfully as he straightened again, "Is something the matter, Jimmy? You look ... upset about something."
"No, I'm just tired," he told her. "We were pretty busy today. I think I'll go in and take a nap for a couple of hours before dinner."
"All right, honey," Nell said.
When Jimmy had left the room, Max said, "He's more than just tired tonight. There's something on his mind. I can always tell when there is."
"Yes," Nell agreed, and she wondered what it could be. Did it have something to do with Beth Jones? Had he reached some kind of conclusion about his feelings toward her? No, that couldn't be it ... it just couldn't. It was something else that was bothering him, something simple and not directly concerned with Beth or his uncle or his mother.
"Well, he'll snap out of it after he's had some rest," Max predicted. "When you're eighteen, you don't let things trouble you for long."
"I suppose not," Nell replied. Suddenly, she didn't feel like sitting here with the bronzed, handsome brother of her dead husband. She didn't feel like talking at all. She wanted to lie down herself, to think things through again and try to find some kind of answer to the question of Beth Jones and her relationship with Jimmy.
She stood up and forced a smile. "I've got a terrible headache, Max," she told him. "I think I'll take a nap, too. That might help."
He looked concerned. "All right, Nell. There's aspirin in the medicine chest in the bathroom, if you want."
She nodded. "What time are you planning dinner?"
"I thought around seven."
"Then I'll get up at six-thirty and help."
"I'd like that, darling."
She allowed him to brush his lips across hers, and then she went to her room and lay down on the bed, closing her eyes. Jimmy filled her thoughts-and Max, too, though far less than her son. But after an hour and a half, she still could not decide what to do; and the indecision only heightened her feelings of insecurity and bleakness. Her temples began to throb achingly with a genuine headache, and she remembered the aspirin that Max had told her was in the bathroom medicine cabinet.
The confused young mother swung her feet over the side of the bed and padded across the floor to the door, then walked softly down the hall. As she passed her own son's room, Nell saw that his door was slightly ajar. She stopped, looking at it, and she felt in that moment a deep, motherly need to look in at her son, to see him sleeping-a sight she had not been privileged to witness for too long a time.
Tiptoeing forward, Nell pushed open the door and peeped into Jimmy's room. He lay quietly in his bed, covered by just a sheet which he had kicked down in his sleep. His muscled, youthful chest rose and fell steadily with his breathing. Love and deep pride flowed along his mother's spine, clutching at her throat as she watched him sleeping. He was so handsome, so masculine, so wonderful.
Jimmy stirred in his sleep, as if subconsciously aware of her eyes on him, and rolled full onto his back. His feet kicked convulsively at the sheet covering him, and the bedclothes rustled as the covering drifted down, down over his abdomen and over his thighs to his knees.
Very suddenly, Nell was looking right at her son's long naked penis!
Jimmy apparently had decided to nap in the nude, in deference to the weather, and Nell felt an involuntary gasp strangle in her throat as she stared at his powerfully corded masculinity. He lay peacefully, no longer stirring, his face in repose, the full sight of his manhood laid bare to his mother's widening eyes. His cock, limp, lay largely nestled in the thick sac of his testicles, the head huge and red, the glans opening seemingly immense to the staring Nell.
She couldn't take her eyes off the thick, resting member of this youth she loved so much. It's ... it's so big! she thought in awe. It's as big as Max's! But he was such a little boy. I can remember giving him baths when he was younger and his penis was so little. And now ... now he's a man, his manhood is so huge and lie's grown up. Oh Jimmy. I love you so much, I love all of you. I love your chest and your arms and your penis and your testicles.
Nell felt a sudden dryness in her mouth and throat as she stared at the nakedly powerful form of her son, at the size of his masculinity. There was a curious fluttering sensation in the pit of her stomach, and in her loins, and she recognized the feeling immediately. She was becoming aroused! Dear God, she was becoming aroused standing here and staring boldly at her own son's beautiful long penis and testicles.
Turning quickly, her face flaming red with shame, Nell ran down the hall to the guest room and flung herself on the bed. She lay there, staring up at the ceiling, trying to calm the insane pounding of her heart, trying to dispel the firestorm of excitement which had arisen inside her. But she was only partly successful, for her mind refused to relinquish its mental reproduction of her naked son lying before her, of his long, thick cock and his large scrotum, of his complete masculine power ... and the unbelievable ecstasy it could give a woman. The love, the deep and meaningful love, it could give the right and deserving woman....
CHAPTER FIVE
Dinner that evening was a somber affair. Nell had gotten up at six-thirty as promised, and had helped Max prepare cold cuts, salad, English muffins, and raw vegetables; but her heart hadn't been in the work. Her unwanted lewd thoughts about her own son's penis had further upset her, and she was more confused than ever. As for Max and Jimmy, both seemed quiet and withdrawn, thinking their own thoughts, and none of the three took any particular pleasure in the consumption of the food.
When they were finished eating, Nell quietly asked Jimmy if he would help her with the dishes. Her son agreed, though without enthusiasm. Max departed to the living room for a drink, and Nell began to stack the dishes in the sink as her son put the leftover food away.
She asked, "Jimmy ... are you doing anything tonight? Anything special, I mean?"
"Well, I've got a date with Beth. Why, Mom?"
Beth, Nell thought bitterly. She still felt the need to talk with her son, talk to him alone and away from this house. "I ... was wondering if we couldn't spend this evening together, honey," she told him. "You can see . , . Beth any time, and it's been so long since you and I have been together alone...."
Jimmy moistened his lips. "Yeah, it has been a long time," he admitted.
"Could you break your date? Just this once?"
"I guess I could," Jimmy said. He felt an odd mixture of emotions at that moment, as he had all day; he didn't really want to spend the evening with his mother, and yet he did-very much. "Maybe we could go the outdoor show at Municipal Park; the Chamber of Commerce is sponsoring it, and it's supposed to be pretty good-a lot of skits and musical numbers."
"That would be wonderful, honey."
"I'll call Beth after we finish the dishes."
The teenage girl didn't seem to mind at all when Jimmy told her over the telephone, a few minutes later, that he was going to have to break their date for the evening. He said he really should spend some time with his mother, that they were going to the outdoor show together, and that he would take Beth out the following night. She told him that she understood perfectly, and that it was only right that he be with his mother now that she was home again; then she told him gaily that she could hardly wait until tomorrow, and what they would do together. She blew him a kiss over the wire, then rang off.
Nell and Jimmy said goodnight to Max, who was nursing another drink introspectively, and he told them to have fun while they were out. Then, dressed in their casual summer clothing, mother and son left the house and slipped into Jimmy's Charger. As they pulled away from the curb, the lovely sable-haired woman suddenly wanted to be completely alone with Jimmy; she didn't want other people around, she didn't want the festive atmosphere of a Chamber of Commerce outdoor show. She wanted to be able to talk to him in privacy, commanding his full attention; it might be easier to say what she had to say, then.
Nell asked, "Jimmy, do you really want to go to the outdoor show tonight? Is it important to you that you see it?"
"Not especially," he replied. "Did you want to do something else, Mom?"
"Well ... I thought we could go somewhere and just sit and talk, the way we used to do. Would you mind very much if we did that?"
"No, I wouldn't mind. Where do you want to go?"
"I don't know. Some place quiet."
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"How about the Lake?"
Nell felt herself shudder. "No, not the Lake. Maybe ... Wilson's Woods? I always liked it there-so quiet and peaceful."
"If that's where you want to go, Mom, okay by me."
He drove them though Pine Cove and onto the old country road that led up into the foothills south of the community. Wilson's Woods was a state park some three miles outside the town limits, where picnickers and hikers went in the summer-and lovers of all ages found solitude at all times during the year. Jimmy had brought Beth, and several other girls, to the preserve in the past, and he had a special parking area picked out, on a little-used foresters' lane off one of the main roads deep within the park. He saw no harm in going there tonight, with his mother.
Twenty minutes later, Jimmy was parking his Charger among redolent pines and oaks. It was very quiet when he switched off the engine, and although it wasn't quite dark yet, the thick profusion of trees and shrubbery formed a pocket of deep shadow where they were parked. There was enough light, however, so that they could see one another clearly as they turned face to face on the front seat of the car.
"This is a beautiful spot," Nell said, "and so peaceful. Have you been here before, Jimmy?"
"A couple of times," he replied uncomfortably.
"With girls?"
"Uh-huh."
She smiled at him, a little sadly. "You've grown up, honey; you've really become quite a man since ... since I left."
Jimmy felt his discomfiture gaining magnitude. He didn't want to talk to his mother about all the girls he had brought to this spot, about the things he had done with those girls. Now that they were here, intimately alone, he wished they hadn't come, he wished he hadn't brought his mother here. This wasn't the kind of place a guy ought to bring his own mother.
"Mom," he said nervously, "Mom, what is it you wanted to talk to me about? I mean, is there anything special you wanted to say or did you just want to talk about ... a lot of things?" Nell, too, could feel a certain amount of anguish; part of it was what she had on her mind, but part of it was also the completely intimate atmosphere of the woods and this isolated parking spot. She could feel her heart beginning to throb with quickening tempo as she looked at her handsome son. "Jimmy," she began, "Jimmy, I ... I...."
"Yes, Mom? What is it?"
All at once, Nell felt her emotions spill over. It was a combination of everything, all the pressures within her, that caused the floodgates to open-her personal torment, her knowledge of Max's and Beth's indiscretion together, her love for her son, her desperate need for affection and happiness. She felt her eyes brim with tears, and she moaned softly, "Jimmy, oh Jimmy!" Then, even before she realized what she doing, she was sliding across the seat and gathering her powerful young son into her arms, holding him close and crying helplessly against his warm, masculine shoulder.
Jimmy felt a dryness in his throat, and automatically, he put his arms around his lovely mother. "Mom, what is it, what's the matter?" he managed to whisper, fully aware in that moment of her soft, warm femininity pressing against him. He felt a deep love for this woman as he held her, and yet it was more than just a love of a son for his mother; it was almost a need, a craving, that went far, far deeper than simple familiar affection.
Nell cried softly, unable to answer his question, clinging to him desperately. Oh God, I love him, I love him so very much! Oh God, I ... Oh Jimmy! Darling, I love you. I need you. I want to tell you how much and I can't ... you're so strong, so masculine, and it feels wonderful to hold you like this, to have you hold me....Oooohhh, Jimmy, my son, my son.
Overflowing with her love for him, Nell raised her head from his shoulder and looked deeply into his eyes there in the semi-darkness of the car. She made a little half-laugh, half-sob cry in her throat, and then she began kissing him, kissing his cheeks and his eyes and his nose, not caring about anything except her need and her feelings for her son. Jimmy tried to pull away from her fervid kisses, but she held him too tightly. His mouth grew drier, and his heart was thumping wildly in his chest.
"Mom ... Mom, don't...." he pleaded, but his arms tightened convulsively around her as she continued to kiss his face with her soft, warm lips.
Her mouth touched his then, lingering, moving over to his cheeks, then returning to his lips again. And as she continued to impart her hotly moist kisses, Nell felt familiar fluttering sensations begin in her stomach and loins-the same sensations she had experienced earlier that day as she had viewed her son's flaccid penis and muscled nakedness while he slept. They were sensations of building arousal, of desire, and Nell knew them well. With a kind of horror, she tried to stem the abrupt tide of passion she was feeling, tried to curb the overwhelming need which had begun to sweep through her body. But it was as if she had no control over her emotions any longer, nor any control over her actions. She was unable to break away from Jimmy's embrace, unable to keep from kissing him. She felt so warm and safe in his arms, so good with her mouth on his face, so excited by his nearness ... she loved him so much, she needed him so much, she wanted him ... wanted his body, all of him.
Dear God, she wanted to make love to him! Yes, yes, she wanted to make love to her own son!
The realization struck Nell full-force, and yet she didn't recoil from it. She understood with complete insight in that moment that she had wanted to possess her son totally all along-that she had harbored repressed desires ever since she had returned to Pine Cove. That was why she had become sexually excited looking at his penis today, that was the real reason she had wanted to be alone with him tonight, in a place like this. To love him, to make him hers both physically and spiritually.
Consumed with love and desire for her son as she held him in her arms, Nell knew her wanting him was right. If they made love, it would cement the bond between them, would make them as close as was possible for a mother and son to be; they would be tied so tightly that no one would ever be able to break them apart. Bliss would be hers once more, happiness would be hers once more. She did not, in her loving fervor, consider the possibility that attempting to seduce her own son might forever alienate him from her. Jimmy loved her, she knew he loved her; the way he was holding her and the way he was responding to her warmth and her kisses proved that beyond any doubt. He wanted her too, deep down at the core of his being! She knew that with the infallible perception and intuition of a doting mother.
"Jimmy, Jimmy, I love you, I want you so very much!" she moaned to him. And, still kissing him, her belly and loins on fire for her son and her mind whirling feverishly, she took one of his hands and guided it to her excitedly pulsating breast. She pressed his fingers tightly over the warm, softly swelling mound outside her brassiere and low-cut sun dress, squeezing his fingers into her resilient flesh.
Jimmy gasped in shocked surprise, and his suddenly throbbing penis gave an involuntary leap in his trousers. His heart thudded wildly while his brain spun in disbelief at his mother's sudden, wanton action. He tried to remove his hand, but she was holding it tightly across her hot palpitating flesh, and the softness of her breast was like electrical volts running up the length of his arm and exploding in his brain.
"My God, what ... what are you doing, Mom?" he croaked hoarsely.
"Oh, darling, I love you, I love you desperately!" she replied pantingly, her eyes half-lidded with sensual arousal now and probing into his. "And I know you love me as much as I do you. We have to prove our love, darling, right here and now...." She took his hand and slid it up to her bare chest, then drew it down inside the low bodice of her dress ... down between the full, fleshy mounds of her firmly proud breasts, forcing his fingers to cup the soft, hot sponginess and to caress its turgid little nipple.
The teenage youth gasped again, and he twisted on the seat, staring down at his mother beside him. Her warm naked breast sent fiery needles through his whole body now, and the sweat on his forehead increased. His brain continued to spin; he didn't understand, couldn't fathom what was happening here.
Her son's hand made Nell shiver with delight as she held it pressed over her eagerly trembling breast. "Oh son, darling son, your hand feels so good on my naked flesh! I like it, ohhhhh, I like you to hold me like this!"
Jimmy couldn't seem to breathe. The sweat had flowed down into his eyes now, obscuring his vision. God, what was she doing? He was her son, not ... not Uncle Max or any other male, didn't she realize that? His mother ... what had come over her to make her act this way? She couldn't ... couldn't want him to make love to her the way she had made love to Uncle Max last night, could she? Could she?
Nell turned her face up to his, breathing warm sweetness against his fevered skin, her eyes shining in the semi-darkness with something Jimmy had seen only on women who were about to be fucked-women like Beth when he held her naked in his arms. His mother began to move his hand, around and deeper between her breasts, forcing his fingers to roll her rigid nipples in tantalizing little circles that caused her breath to come faster and faster from her mouth. Her entire body was now wildly and violently trembling with a forbidden desire.
Jimmy was frozen, unable to stop her actions, his arm and hand placid clay in his mother's grasp, his stomach a pit of fire at the prurient sensations which had begun to course through him from the feel of her hot naked flesh. His rapidly growing cock jerked and trembled, coming stiffly erect in his pants, and he thought, No, no, no, this is wrong, my God, it's wrong! I've, I've got a hard-on, and it's my mother's breast that gave it to me! I'm just as hot as I was last night, watching her making love to Uncle Max! Yes, yes, so excited and all because of my wonderful mother.
Suddenly Nell leaned her head forward, purring softly in her throat, and brought her mouth over his, her wetly parted lips opening wide and moving on his lips. It was a lover's kiss, and fiery passion seethed through Jimmy at the contact of his mother's soft warm mouth on his own that way. He began to tremble, her breast under his hand as hot as a smoldering lump of soft feathers. Then Nell's wetly heated tongue was flashing into his mouth, meeting with his, gyrating madly with his tongue. Jimmy's long hard cock was fully erect now, palpitating with forbidden desire, and his sperm-laden balls ached at the contact of his mother's lushly mature body with his, her mouth with his. Her free hand went down to his knee, causing him to jerk spasmodically with further electrical jolts of pleasure, then slowly she drew her hand higher, higher, moving it along his thigh as her tongue and mouth worked wildly on his own.
Her shamelessly aroused body straining hard against her son's, Nell was consumed with raging desire. Jimmy was responding, he wanted her just as she had known he did! It was going to happen between them, beautifully and wonderfully; they were going to make love. She was going to make love to her handsome son! Excitedly, Nell's hand stroked between his legs, her other hand helping him caress her softly quivering breast, and she moaned deep in her throat as she swirled his saliva with hers in both their mouths, mother's and son's combining in hot wetness.
This is wrong, wrong, wrong! Jimmy's confused young mind chanted, but still he could do nothing to stop what was happening. It was as if he had been held spellbound by the enchantment of his sensual young mother and her sweet, softly hot flesh. His love for her was suddenly as strong as any man's for any woman's, and he knew that he had loved her and wanted her this way for some time now-as completely as she loved him. He had never dreamed that his love was in any way sexual, just as his mother must never have dreamed it, but it was irrefutable fact now, a fact that neither of them could deny nor wanted to deny. And at last he knew why he had felt so out of sorts today, so vaguely upset, and why he had gone almost berserk with desire when he had seen his mother receiving Uncle Max's thick rigid penis deep inside her love-hungry vagina. He really had wished that he could take his uncle's place, really had wished that it had been him fucking into his mother so deep and hard.
Jimmy's arms tightened convulsively around Nell, and he wanted her, wanted to fuck his own mother more than anything in the world! She caressed his thigh with harder and quicker strokes now, then started to caress his chest through the thin shirt he wore. Both her hands moved hotly, restlessly, over the boy's trembling young body. Jimmy tried in one last desperate attempt at rational behavior to remove his hand from his mother's softly resilient breast, but he couldn't. He couldn't move at all except to continue to caress her and tweak her hot, distended nipples into further arousal ... just as he had done with dozens of girls before. His tongue fused with hers in a madly wet kiss of desire as his mother's eager, searching hand moved all the way up his thigh and found the hot aching bulge between his legs, began to move over it with gentle and yet demanding fondlings!
The touch of her fingers on his massively hardened cock and his lust-swollen balls, brought a palsied trembling to the youth, and agonized moans came from deep inside him. But he couldn't stop her, he wouldn't stop her at all...."Oh, yes, yes, Mom!" he moaned. "Ohhhhhhhhh!"
His cry, and the feel of his manhood beneath her questing fingers, thrilled Nell like nothing ever had in her life. He's so big ... as big as I knew lie would be! It's so wonderful, the feel of his penis as a man ... the same penis I touched so many times when he was little....Oooohhh Jimmy, Jimmy, I adore you, I want you, I want to hold your long hard penis and kiss it....Yes, that's what I want to do. I ache to kiss your wonderful hard, hard penis that I love so much!
Now Nell's frantically trembling fingers located the zipper of her son's fly and slowly began to draw it down. She broke the kiss between them then, nuzzled his cheek and his neck. Against his ear she whispered hoarsely, lovingly, "Let me take it out, Jimmy darling. Let me take it out and hold it in my hand."
"Ooooohhhhh Mom, ooohhhhh!" the teenaged boy gasped, for . there was no more resistance left in him. Never had his body been so hot, so consumed with a wildly exultant desire. "Yes, Mom, yes, I love you and I want you to take it out and hold it. Ohhhhhhhh, Jesus! Take it out right now!"
Nell's fevered fingers drew the zipper all the way down, then went to his belt as Jimmy continued to massage her warmly soft breast beneath the loose summer dress, showering hot kisses into her soft hair. His sensual young mother unfastened his belt, opened his pants, drew them-away as he raised his hips to assist. Then her long-nailed fingers slipped inside the waistband of his jockey shorts and pulled them down and away from his virile pulsating penis as Jimmy again lifted his buttocks to help.
Then his thick young cock was free of its restricting garments, free and naked in his mother's soft warm hand, and Nell gasped at the sheer immensity of it, the hot rigidity of her son's fleshy shaft which she held so tightly in her fingers. And never had anything felt so good to Jimmy as his mother's fingers wrapped tightly around his naked erection! Wave after wave of delicious desire swept through his body like a wild fire, and he moaned aloud in his ecstasy. Mindless with arousal, he was past all caring about anything but the carnal delights rippling through him.
Nell transferred his diamond-hard cock to her other hand, using the former to caress the underside of the shaft with her long nails, up and down, up and down. Then her fingers dipped lower and located his sperm-swollen testicles and the hotly wrinkled sac which contained them. Tantalizingly, she began to tease the scrotum and his balls that were churning with building seed from her ministrations. Nell stared down at the huge, palpitating shaft she held in her hand, and fiery passion raged out of control in her own wildly aroused body. The quivering cockhead glistened wetly in the near-darkness from its sheen of lubrication, the glans opening staring at her like some incredibly small mouth. His hotly throbbing penis seemed to sway in her hand, as if with a hidden power of its own, commanding her almost hypnotically to come nearer, to engulf its girth within the soft, wetly warm folds of her mouth.
Raggedly panting with a wanton, all-consuming excitement, Nell opened her mouth and ran her pink tongue over her lips, then slowly moved her head downward ... lower and lower ... until it was only an inch above the lust-swollen head of her son's massively erect cock. Her jutting little pink tongue was almost touching the secreting glans opening as Beth's had almost touched it last night.
Jimmy realized in that instant what his mother wanted him to do, what she was about to do, and he was seized with a momentary spasm of fearful trepidation. Oh, Jesus! No, not that! He ... couldn't allow his mother to take his cock in her soft warm mouth like Beth had done so many times ... couldn't allow her to suck his penis as Beth had done. But even as he thought that, the tremendous excitement of the act-the complete commitment of love it portended-struck the handsome youth. His eagerly pulsating shaft leapt in his mother's hand, and he knew he did want it to happen, no matter the reason for not doing it, he wanted his mother to take his painfully beating cock into her ovaled lips! That was all that made any sense, all that really counted, his mother hungrily sucking his cock, his mother that he loved so much making him cum inside her mouth.
Jimmy's virile young penis comprised Nell's entire world in that moment. She dipped her head forward, her heart threatening to burst from inside her chest cavity, her wildly throbbing pussy raging with a wetly heated desire; and then her tongue touched the rubbery part of her son's blood-engorged cockhead, touched and tasted the bittersweet pungency of his seminal fluid. Oh yes! her mind cried exultantly. Yes, this is what I want more than anything! Ooooohhh, it tastes so good, so exciting, my wonderful son's cock tastes so good! I'm going to love him as I used to love his father. Love him with my mouth and make his cum and prove to him how much need him always.
Nell began to run her tongue around the seeping in Jimmy's cockhead, lapping up the warm sticky emission there, and her son groaned wildly, his fingers convulsing in her sable hair at the electric touch of her moistly licking tongue on his long hard shaft. She opened her lips wider to accept the entire head inside the warm softness of her mouth, moving her tongue in circular, progressively faster strokes, holding the thick base of his penis between her thumb and forefinger with one hand while she maddeningly tickled his balls with the nails of the other.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!" Jimmy wailed in abandoned delight, his fingers continuing to twist in his mother's hair. "Ooooohhh, yes, Mom, yessss, aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!"
Nell began to suck rhythmically up and down now, as she used to suck her dead husband's thick rigid shaft in that special way he liked. She took more and more of her son's great pulsating penis into the interior of her softly hot mouth, her tongue working with heatedly pleasurable swirls with each almost-withdrawal of the lust thickened shaft from between her tightly ovaled lips. She parted the tiny glans opening with the tip of her tongue, widening it so that more pungently heated semen flowed out into her mouth. Jimmy jerked his hips upward off the car seat spasmodically, driving his pulsating hardness deep and hard against the roof of his young mother's soft mouth. He was moaning in enraptured cadence now, squeezing Nell's full, naked breasts hotly and almost painfully, his sperm-bloated balls aching with the need for release.
Nell was sucking him voraciously now, completely lost in the exciting act which she was performing, revelling in the forbidden taste of her son's virile young cock. Jimmy's rock-hard buttocks twisted and rolled on the seat as the intensity of her sucking increased. She began to nibble with her sharp teeth at the head and sensitive underside, nipping eagerly at it, wanting him to cum, wanting to taste his hot seed as it filled her mouth to overflowing. Her own loins were throbbing with increasing tension as her impending orgasm built higher and higher, wanting to cum herself as she knew Jimmy would soon cum. She wanted them both to cum together, mother and son, ultimate lovers.
Sucking him faster and more wildly, Nell churned her hips madly as she strained down on his lap. Her eyes were wide open, drinking in the sight of his naked, hirsute loins. Her head flashed up and down with frenzied speed, like some great soft-suction piston, taking all of his long hard cock into her moistly heated mouth even though she would have at first deemed such a feat impossible. The lovely mother's lips and nose were pressed against the wiry bristles of her son's thick pubic hair on the downstroke of her head, and she could smell the male aroma of his genitals wafting into her nostrils, spurring her on even faster.
Never, never had anything been this wonderful for the youth ... not even Beth's expert cocksucking. This was the ultimate in sex, the ultimate in love....Oooohhhh, he had to cum, had to cum in his mother's soft, wet mouth ... had to cum ... had to cum.
And he was there!
He was ejaculating his wildly spewing sperm into Nell's mouth!
He jammed his hips upward, burying his massively jerking cock deep in his mother's soft throat, while she moaned ecstatically. The hot thrusts of his semen which spurted from the opening in his cockhead inundated the back of her mouth as it geysered madly from his frantically pulsating penis. Her throat tightened and untightened as torrent after torrent of his burning fluid gushed forth, and she swallowed desperately to keep from choking on the frothing hot liquid, her cheeks bloating and hollowing as the cavern of her mouth filled with his cum and emptied again and again.
Nell's own orgasm struck then, brought about and triggered by the act she was performing on her son. Wild, rapturous release took hold of her, ten times as great as with Max last night. She gurgled and squealed around her son's still ejaculating cock as she continued to swallow his seemingly never-ending flow of sticky-hot semen, trying not to lose a single droplet from so dizzying a height, a pinnacle of pleasure so great, that her mind threatened to burst from the sheer pleasure of it.
Finally, moments later, her son's great pulsing cock deflating in her gently nibbling mouth, the lovely mother lifted her head, letting the pleasure-giving instrument slide wetly from between her semen-smeared lips. It trailed a thin band of seed between her mouth and his cockhead. Jimmy leaned back against the seat, totally satiated after the excruciating bliss he had just experienced from his mother's soft warm mouth on his penis; he was unable to think, unable to do anything in the aftermath of such great delight.
Nell leaned over and kissed him gently, tenderly, lovingly on the lips, hugging him fiercely. And when, after a long moment, her handsome son put his arms around her and held her just as tightly, Nell knew that at long, long last everything was going to be all right.
CHAPTER SIX
Max was drinking a tall bourbon-and-water, relaxing in front of the fireplace and thinking about Nell, when the doorbell rang. He glanced at his watch automatically as he got to his feet and saw that the time was 8:50. Only twenty minutes had passed since Nell and Jimmy had left for the outdoor show.
As he neared the door, the good-looking uncle felt a sudden prescience take hold of him; he knew who his visitor was, knew the smiling face he would see when he opened the door. He stopped, moistening his lips, his stomach fluttering, and tried to tell himself not to answer the summons of the bell. He had to be strong now, had to prevent any kind of recurrence of the orgiastic session in the pool that afternoon. And yet, even as he tried to convince himself of that, the fluttering in the hollow pit of his stomach changed to a kind of perverse excitement. His hand moved out, as if a separate entity, and pulled the door wide.
His intuition had been right!
Beth Jones, grinning her seductive, mocking smile, stood on the porch outside.
"What are you doing here, Beth?" he demanded immediately, even though he was certain he knew the answer to his question. He tried to keep his eyes on her pert young face, but like his hand a moment ago, they were separate entities; they drifted down over her ripe, diminutive body, over the full, firm breasts he had held naked in his hands that afternoon, over the flatness of her stomach and the raised mound of her tight little pussy which both his mouth and penis had possessed so ecstatically only a few hours earlier. She wore a different pair of shorts, even tighter than her previous pair so that the layered crevice of her young cunt was boldly presented to his gaze; and she wore no bra under her T-shirt tonight, the nipples of her pear-shaped breasts pushing brazenly against the thin material. Her platinum-blond hair was tousled, framing her innocent and yet sensual face and adding to the allure of her womanhood.
"Well, that's a fine greeting after this afternoon," she giggled. "I thought you'd be glad to see me, honey daddy."
"I ... I'm not glad to see you, Beth. I told you that we couldn't see any more of each other after ... after what happened. That one time was enough; it was too much!"
"Was it, really?" she asked throatily. "Wouldn't you really like it to happen again and again, Max honey?"
"No. No, I wouldn't," he said, but the moisture on his brow, the excitement in his stomach and loins, belied the words. He swallowed, his throat dry, looking at the cute teenager's voluptuous beauty, unable to take his eyes off her blatantly displayed young body.
Her own gaze, insolent and fiery, was on the front of his trousers and in her young brain there was a hot recollection of his huge pulsating cock as it had felt in her hand and buried deep and hard inside her tight, warm pussy. She rubbed her thighs together excitedly, feeling desire growing spontaneously in her cunt, feeling droplets of lubrication begin to flow wetly from the insatiable thinly-bearded little mouth nestled so hotly up between her legs.
"Oh yes, you would," she insisted. "I can see it on your face, honey. And I want it to happen too. I want it to happen right now! That's why I came over tonight. I knew you'd be alone, when Jimmy called to break our date and told me he was taking his mother to the outdoor show. I knew you'd be alone and I knew you'd want to fuck me as much as I want to fuck you!"
"No, no, we can't! We can't!" Max protested, but his voice sounded weak and not at all convincing in his ears. God, why couldn't he control himself around this over-sexed young bitch? He had always been strong and dominant where women were concerned, but with Beth Jones he was like a lump of soft clay. He couldn't explain it, and he couldn't control it.
Beth laughed provocatively, and stepped past him to enter the house as if she owned it. Her hips switched exaggeratedly, enticingly, as she walked into the living room.
Max stared after her in torment, watching her twitching, smoothly taut buttocks, remembering the feel of her firmly fleshed ass cheeks beneath his kneading fingers that afternoon. He remembered, too, the taste of her hot young pussy as he had licked and sucked her clitoris and vagina into a flowing orgasm; remembered the way she had moaned and writhed and flung herself against him in the pool while he had poured great torrents of his cum into her sucking young pussy as it tightly clasped and milked his spasming cock like soft fingers.
Involuntarily, the bronzed uncle felt his penis stir into a half-arousal in his pants, felt himself losing control again just as he had earlier today. He wanted to shout at the brazen girl, wanted to order her out of his house, but instead he merely followed her into the living room like an animated robot. Beth turned to face him, her hands on her hips, her abdomen thrust out lewdly to him. "We'd better fuck right away," she breathed tantalizingly. "We have plenty of time, but I want to enjoy every single minute of it, honey daddy. Mmmmmm, yes, I do!"
"Beth ... oh Christ, Beth...." Max moaned, her words causing the excitement to leap inside him, raging feverishly.
Casually, the beauteous teenaged girl stepped up to him and stood so that her large, firm breasts were almost touching the front of his shirt. "You know how I want it, Max honey?" she crooned, "I want it really groovy tonight-in my ass, daddy. I want your big, hard old prick buried deep up in my rectum! Mmmmmmmm, I've been thinking about that ever since Jimmy called. I can hardly wait for it!"
Her lewd demand set Max's pulse to racing madly, and his almost fully erect cock jumped into even further arousal in his pants. His eyes were fastened on the rise and fall of her lushly ripened breasts, on the taut mound of her succulent young pussy and the wild ecstasy it promised. He couldn't speak, couldn't protest at all, for the prospect of fucking young Beth Jones as she had suggested-in her tightly puckered anus-stirred his blood beyond all reason.
"And that's not all," she told him enticingly, her eyes like smoldering embers of desire. "I want you to fuck me in the ass while we watch one of your wild, far-out sex movies!"
Max's mouth dropped open in spite of himself. "Movies?" he managed in a shocked voice. "How ... how did you know about my movies?"
"Jimmy told me," she laughed huskily. "He told me you had quite a collection, and that you bring girls here sometimes and show them the films to turn them on. Well, I don't need to be turned on, not really, but boy, oh boy, would I like to see one of those wild movies! I've never seen one, and I'll bet they're the wildest! It would be like, wow! To fuck while watching one, mmmmmmm, yes it would!"
"No!" Max cried. "No, we ... we can't."
"Yes, we can, honey daddy. And we're going to, aren't we? Aren't we?"
"No...."
"Yes," Beth intoned. "We're going to watch one of your sex movies and then you're going to fuck me deep and hard in my asshole, deep and hard with your hard, thick cock! It's what you want, Max, you know it's what you want!"
The handsome uncle moaned low in his throat, and Beth laughed softly, delightedly. Oh man, is he shook up! she thought. I can do anything I want with him, anything at all, and what a great feeling it is to be able to turn on a big strong man like him, an older guy who's been around plenty ... and can he ever throw a fuck into a girl! Mmmmmmm, this afternoon was the greatest, much better than last night with Jimmy, and I thought that was so good too.
Two magnificent cums today, with his mouth and his cock, and tonight I'm going to cum three times or four or five! I can't wait for his prick in my ass, I can't wait to see one of his movies.
Still chuckling wickedly, Beth pressed her sensual young body tightly against Max's, her wetly open mouth finding his and grinding hard against it, her hands sliding familiarly over his buttocks. The older man tried to resist, tried to force her mouth away from his, but he seemed to have no strength or real will to oppose her. Her wetly quivering tongue lashed between his lips, a hot poker of desire blending against his own fevered probe, fucking his mouth rapaciously.
All at once, the bronzed uncle stopped fighting. He had to have her again, he had to, and that was all that mattered! His mouth opened wider, his body relaxing, and he crushed her against him, his fingers brutally kneading her ass cheeks through the material of the shorts, his loins grinding his now rock-hard cock against her undulating pelvis, a low moan of abandoned desire escaping from the very core of him. They stood like that, sucking on one another's tongues, exploring one another's bodies with their eager hands. Then the platinum-haired teenager broke the kiss and stepped back breathlessly. "Let's go wherever it is you've got those movies, honey daddy! I can't wait any longer to get started because tonight is going to be the grooviest night of my life! I just know it's going to be "
"Yes," Max moaned, his body on fire, the heat of his lust blanking his mind again just as it had earlier in the day in the pool. "Yes, yes, yes goddamn you, YES!"
Moving mindlessly, he pulled Beth with him, out of the living room and down the hall to his spacious, walnut-paneled private den. In his haste and desire, he didn't even think to lock the door; in fact, he left it partially open as he drew the young girl inside and clicked on the lights. There was a large desk in the den, two overstuffed chairs, and a large, long overstuffed couch, in addition to other odds and ends of furniture; it was a handsome, masculine room, and Max had made more than one conquest in its confines.
Leaving the rapidly breathing girl, he hurried to the closet in one wall, jerked open the door, and pulled out his 16mm movie projector and the folded-down screen that went with it. He rolled the screen on its tripod across the den, quickly pulled it up and locked it into place, then returned to set the projector in position. The young girl watched him, eagerly moistening her lips with the tip of her pink little tongue. From the closet, Max selected one of several reels of film, not bothering to check the title, for all of the movies in his collection were of uniform quality, obtained from a dealer in the state capital.
He fitted the reel on the projector, wound the film through the sprockets. Then, hoarsely, he called to Beth, "Shut off the lights, I'm ready."
"And so am I, honey daddy!" she chortled, hurrying to the light switch by the door. She flicked it off, and the room was plunged into darkness. Beth groped her way over to where Max stood as he clicked the projector on; the room was filled with a thin stream of flickering light which brightened into a wide square on the screen. Taking her arm, he led her to the overstuffed couch and sat down with her firm, young body pressed tightly against him.
Beth stared at the screen, her moistly throbbing pussy was already secreting droplets of her consuming desire, her right hand sliding down to stroke Max's rigid, cloth-encased penis. She was breathing raggedly, excitedly, her large firm breasts rising and fall in anticipation as numbers danced in the bright square before her eyes. Then, suddenly an image in full color appeared on the screen....
A bedroom, small and feminine, much like Beth's own at her home; and in the middle of it, a large double-bed with a quilted spread. On the bed lay a teenage girl even younger than Beth, with long auburn-colored hair and a sweetly ingenuous face. She was reading a magazine. And she was totally naked.
Even in her nubile adolescence, she was the possessor of firm, taut-nippled breasts that were as bronzed as the remainder of her lissome young body-as if she had regularly taken sun baths in the nude. Highlighted by perfect brownish-pink areolas, her nipples were tender and ruby-red. She had a flat, planed stomach that curved into a beautifully textured abdomen, and her pubic mound was just slightly prominent and covered with silky, very fine auburn hair that matched her long tresses fanned out on the pillow beneath her head. Her legs were parted, just enough so that the camera was able to discern the shiningly wet folds of her vaginal lips and a faint, tantalizingly enticing hint of her youthful, reddish-pink clitoris.
As the ripe young girl on the bed continued to read the magazine in her hands, her soft brown eyes began to close seductively. Her moist tongue appeared to move restlessly over her full, pouting lips, and the rise and fall of her apple shaped breasts increased noticeably. Her tanned hips began to rotate as if to the beat of some musical tempo only she could hear, slowly at first and then with increasing rapidity as the obviously erotic magazine in her hands aroused her more and more.
"Mmmmmmmm, she's really getting turned on!" Beth moaned softly, still squeezing Max's rock-hard penis in her soft, warm hand. "That must be some groovy magazine. Oh honey daddy, this is wild! What's going to happen next?"
Max couldn't answer. He was breathing rapidly, his mind aflame with lust, the sight of the naked young girl on the screen adding fuel to his burgeoning desires. He turned toward Beth, keeping his face frontward and his eyes on the screen, and wrapped his arms around the platinum-haired young vixen. Then his eager fingers were tugging at the hem of her T-shirt, pulling it up, over her head, then he filled his sweating hands with the soft pliancy of Beth's naked flesh, squeezing the vibrantly warm mounds and tweaking the nipples with his thumbs, as she continued to stroke his passion swollen cock and sperm-laden balls.
Panting feverishly, the young girl felt her pussy heatedly flowing now, partially because of Max's caresses on her naked young breasts and partially in empathy with the excitement the teenage girl on the screen was obviously feeling. Beth located the zipper on Max's pants, almost frantically pulled it down, and then tugged his belt and trousers open. She pulled aside his underpants, and his thickly turgid cock leapt into her soft hand, thrilling her even more with its huge length and girth. She ran her thumb over the semen-slick head, caressing the superbly expanded shaft, her little finger extended downward to tease over the hirsute sac of his sperm-bloated testicles....
On the screen before the passion-consumed couple, the tanned, pretty teenager was still lewdly writhing her hips in passion, wantonly rolling back and forth on the bed. Abruptly, then, her legs scissored wide to reveal to the camera for the first time the entire panorama of her glistening, petal-lipped cunt and the gleaming red nubbin of her clitoris. Her hand began to inch its way down over her flat little stomach, moving down across her silken pubic mound ... and down between her splayed legs so that the tips of her fingers revolved over the pulsating clitoris. Then they moved with agonizing slowness over first one bronzed thigh, then the other, to finally return to her heat-dampened furrow. Her hips raised high off the quilted spread, and she drew her legs back so that her knees touched her chest on either side of her firm young breasts. She squeezed the ripely budding mounds tightly together until the nipples almost touched, and widened her visibly throbbing pussy still more for the camera's whirring eye.
Her finger began to tickle her clitoris, faster and faster, and now her head was flailing from side to side and there was a look of sheer abandoned ecstasy on her lust-tightened mouth and sweat-sheened face. The tiny puckered hole of her anus seemed to throb with an invitation, and briefly her finger left her clitoris to tease round and round the nether ring....
Beth squealed passionately, "Oooooo, look at the way she's playing with her asshole! That's what I want you to do to me, Max. honey daddy! I want you to play with my asshole like that, and then fuck me in there, fuck me hard, hard, hard in my ass!"
Her lustful words were a poker of fire in the good-looking uncle's brain. One of his hands left her nakedly pulsing breast and slid down to her hot pants. He unfastened the buttons with trembling fingers, jerked the garment down, and as expected, found Beth wore no panties beneath. She raised her smoothly flaring hips off the couch, her naked young buttocks writhing in wantonness with her desire, as Max pulled the hot pants completely off and threw them on the floor, leaving her totally naked in a moaning ecstasy beside him. Her sparse softly curling blond pubic hair was wetly matted with her arousal and she thrust her loins up against his hand as he began to slide his middle finger up and down the hot, wetly fevered slit between her firm, quivering thighs, then into her tightly constricted little pussy, before moving up again to tweak the button of her clitoris.
Beth's own hand was tight around the handsome uncle's massively throbbing cock, stroking and caressing the lust-swollen shaft as she splayed her legs wider to allow his hand greater freedom against her hotly moist cunt. With her free hand she pulled his trousers and underpants down, and Max helped by kicking them off; then she unbuttoned his shirt, drew it off his bronzed upper torso, making him as naked as she was.
Max's finger moved faster and faster over her sensitively erect clitoris, just as the young girl in the film was moving her finger rapidly over her own tiny miniature phallus, and Beth moaned with delirious delight. "That's it, honey, daddy, ooooo, finger-fuck me, honey, finger me like that, just like she's doing, mmmmmmmm!"
In the technicolor film, the auburn-haired teenager was fingering herself with mindless rapture, her legs still pulled back and squeezing her succulent young breasts together; her tanned little buttocks presented an impossible fever of motion from the waves of desire she was feeling. She was nearing a climax, almost there but not quite ... and then, suddenly a huge furry form bounded in a long graceful leap into the range of the camera, landing heavily beside the nakedly writhing girl on the bed. It was a big German Shepherd, its mouth was opened and its long curled tongue was wetly panting. He moved forward, nuzzling the auburn-haired girl's upthrust ass moons in a gentle familiarity.
The young girl became rigid at the sudden electric contact of the dog's cold nose, her outstretched finger positioned on the quivering tip of her inflamed clitoris. Then, slowly, she smiled invitingly and patted the beast's huge head. She pushed it lower with a small hand on its scruff, turning her nakedly budding body on the bed un til her passion-lubricated slit was within inches of the animal's panting tongue. She began to pat her silky pubic mound temptingly, and her hands imprisoning her tits began to rhythmically squeeze the pliant globes together as would a lover's hands.
The German Shepherd's tail wagged, and the dog lowered its head to the girl's eagerly trembling cunt slit and sniffed. Then its curled tongue licked upward exploratory along the fluted pink edges of her lust-moistened pussy The young girl shuddered with delicious abandonment at the forbidden contact and her hips began to chum wildly on the bed once more. The animal ran its hot, wet probe over her quivering little pussy slit, then down almost to the tiny brown anal ring, then back up over her blushing cunt lips to her clitoris again, flickering with relentless fervor. She twisted and jerked madly, her mouth opened as if she were screaming out her rapture as the great beast lapped the pungent flaming juices of her desire-ridden cunt....
"A dog!" the platinum-haired Beth wailed. "Oooooohhhh, I never expected anything like this, Max honey, it's fantastic! Oooohhhh, I'm on fire, look at the way he's licking her pussy, mmmmm, that must feel wonderful to have a big dog like that licking your pussy! Max, Max, I can't wait any more, I can't. I want your cock now, I want your cock in my asshole while we re watching that dog licking the girl's cunt with his long, wet tongue"
Max needed no further encouragement, totally lost to his innermost fires by the combined eroticism of the girl and dog in the film, and by the nearness of Beth's hotly naked young body. He pulled her down onto the floor in front of the couch, positioning her so that she could watch the film. Then, breathing raggedly with his heat, his cock jutting out like some huge implement of torture, the sun-bronzed uncle of the young girl's boyfriend slid between her splayed legs behind her. Beth leaned forward, presenting the full splendor of her smoothly gleaming buttocks to Max as he grasped the quivering asscheeks with brutal force, his fingers digging into her pliant, naked flesh. The lubricated head of his immense cock, trembling like an angry finger, almost touched the puckering sphincter ring of the teenage girl's tight little anus.
He began, then, mesmerized, to stroke Beth's soft white buttock mounds, teasing her rectum with the tip of his outstretched finger and thrilling to the moans of pleasure which were erupting from the platinum-haired girl's throat. Slowly, tantalizingly, he inserted the tip of his forefinger into her tight little anal opening, wiggling the digit around inside.
"Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!" she cried. "Ooooh, Max, honey, daddy, that's it, that's the way, ohhhh your finger feels good in there, it feels so good. Ooooo, look at the way that dog is licking that kid's cunt up there, mmmmmmmm!"
She continued to chant and moan mindlessly as Max put both hands on her quivering young buttocks, using his thumbs to draw the hot, sweat-slick fissure between them wide apart. The warmly fleshed cheeks parted easily to reveal the rubbery opening of her tightly puckered anal opening. He leaned forward, so that the hard, fleshy knob of his blood-engorged penis almost touched the tiny, eager hole. He poised it there, and then Beth gave a low moan of need, reached behind her, and grasped his rigidly thick cock in her tiny hand. Quickly, she thrust his hot spongy hardness against her anus, wiggling the semen-coated head around her aching entrance as her fevered eyes continued to drink in the lewdly enticing sight on the screen before her....
The girl in the film reached down to grasp the German Shepherd's ears and pull its huge head closer to her moistly glistening furrow, trying to get its cold, wet nose into her hungry young cunt. She maintained that position for several seconds, her shamelessly naked body undulating in a crazy dance of lust, her hands buried in the thick fur around the dog's shoulders. But then the beast jerked backward, breaking her grip; its tail slapping to and fro like a pendulum, and began to nuzzle the eagerly quivering globes of her ass. The dog's tongue probed her tightly, puckered anus briefly, and the contact caused the auburn-haired girl to jackknife almost completely off the bed in ecstasy.
As the dog continued to lick her pussy again, the young girl seemed to have gone insane with lust. Her lips were twisted into a mindless contortion of uncontrollable passion. She reached out blindly and yanked the huge dog over her wantonly undulating body, taking the German Shepherd's forepaws and positioning them on either side of her splayed thighs. The animal's long, dripping tongue licked her budding little breasts for an instant, then it was lolling in her face as she held the beast steady. Then she released one of her hands from its forepaws and reached down to grasp the shining, wetly crimson penis of the dog, which had magically appeared from its furry sheath at the animal's loins.
The huge slippery organ slipped from her fingers, and she grabbed it again, almost frantically this time. Her cunt mouth was opened wide, glistening wet and ready, and her hips were upthrust as far as possible to receive the anticipated invasion of the animal cudgel she was now guiding to her. Then she poised the brilliant red cock, so obscene looking against the warm, wet folds of her pink young pussy; the dog, seeming to sense its nearness to conquest, ' bucked forward then to drive his immense shaft of burning fire deep into the auburn-haired girl's impatiently waiting cunt!
"Mmmmm, look at that, look at that, oooo, I'm burning up watching that dog fuck the girl. Wow this is the wildest, the wildest! Max, Max, fuck me now, fuck me, Max, please. Fuck my ass with your cock, shove it in, shove it all the way in my asshole while we watch the dog fucking the girl!"
Driven by lust, Max moved his hips, teasing his thickly hard cock along the warmly moistened crevice of Beth's ass, with her hands still tight around his throbbing flesh. Then he leaned forward as she placed it directly into the tiny, puckering hole, and with a savage thrust he rammed his long, rigid cock far up into her tight little anal passage, tearing through the membranous channel to bury it almost to the hilt with that single thrust.
"Gassssssssssssggggghhh!" the platinum haired girl howled in pain and wild delight, while her hand, still cupped behind her, grasped his swinging, sperm-laden balls, kneading them convulsively, almost painfully. Moaning in wanton delight at the sensation of his fingers clawing at her nakedly trembling buttocks, she lewdly urged him on to further drubbings of her tightly constricted anus.
Max flexed again, still deeper into her tight little rectum, into the warm forbidden depths of her bowels. The pressure pushed Beth forward, although she kept her head up so that she could watch what was happening on the screen before her. Max reached under her heaving torso to cup and squeeze her firmly naked breasts, pinching the swollen nipples as he heaved forward with long sawing strokes of his cock, the rubbery walls of her wildly puckering anus expanding before his invading cudgel, while she toyed and fondled his sperm-engorged scrotum in her hot little hand. Finally, with one last vicious lunge, he buried every single inch of huge thick cock in her warmly clenched depths.
"That's the way to do it, Max daddy, oooh. It hurts but I love it, I love it. Now fuck it hard, fuck my ass hard, oh Maxxxxxxx!"
Max continued to drive his powerfully thick cock in and out of the young teenage girl's tightly puckering anus with hard, brutal strokes, his hands squeezing the soft warmth of her breasts as if she were modeling clay between his fingers. His loins smacked savagely against her upturned buttock cheeks, his seed-filled balls on fire where they rested cupped in the palm of her warm little hand.
Beth was revelling in the lewd sodomizing of her backside, and she buffeted back harder and harder against Max's hotly pistoning cock, feeling his bloated testicles moving restlessly in her hand. The smack of his loins against her buttocks was loud in the room, and she felt a wild exhilaration from the pleasure-pain of his kneading fingers on her firmly swaying breasts. Her lovely white buttocks were a blur of violent motion, gyrating, twisting, slamming backward as she went insane with the pressure filling her anus ... and with the lascivious sight of the film both she and Max were watching with glazed eyes ... as the great German Shepherd fucked his thick, crimson cock in and out of the writhing wet pussy of the young auburn-haired girl.
* * *
As they drove home from Wilson's Woods, Nell sat very close to her son, her head resting on his shoulder. Oh God, I love him! she thought. And I'm not sorry it happened the way it did between us tonight; I'm not sorry I proved my love to him the way I did. I know I should feel guilty, but I just can't. How can you feel guilty about expressing your love to someone who is a part of you? No, it was wonderful ... wonderful, and I'm glad it happened. I hope it happens again. Yes, yes, I want it to happen again, because I love him and he loves me! I want to feel his hardness inside me. his seed inside me, I want us to love each other completely and totally, and the world be damned.
Jimmy, too, was having some of the same thoughts as he drove, his mind awhirl with the advent of the new emotions his mother's sucking of his penis had brought forth inside him-the new feelings he had never thought himself capable of but which were now overpowering. He, too, knew that he should feel guilty and disgusted for allowing his own mother to perform such a lewd act on him. But he felt only a deep, warm love for her-and he knew he had loved her all along, wanted her all along, just as he had known it when they had begun to caress and kiss one another in the car. It couldn't be true, and yet it was; he had fallen in love with his own mother, physically and spiritually, and he wanted to hold her next to him always. No one . else mattered, certainly not Beth, because there had been no love in his sexual unions with the platinum-haired girl. But there was love between himself and his mother, true love, and it needed the ultimate expression more than just this one time.
Neither Jimmy nor Nell thought, as they neared Pine Cove and the home of Max Daniels, about the future consequences of their totally committed love. They had only one another on their minds, not Max and what he would say and do if and when he ever found out about them; not about propriety and society and the difference between right or wrong. They thought only that they had discovered one another, and their mutual feelings, and at the moment that was too awesome a discovery for any other considerations.
Jimmy turned onto his uncle's street finally and parked his car in front of Max's sprawling house. After shutting off the headlights and engine, he and his mother got out and walked together, holding hands, up to the front door. Jimmy keyed open the door, and they entered the silent house.
The lights were on in the living room, and in the hall, but there was no sign of Max. "I wonder where your uncle is?" Nell questioned
"I don't know. Maybe in the kitchen."
"Jimmy...."
"Yes, Mom?"
"You're ... not afraid to face him, are you?'
"No, I'm not afraid," he said. He kissed her quickly. "I'm not afraid of anything that happens. I love you, Mom."
"And I love you, my darling!"
They stepped together into the hall, starting toward the kitchen-and that was when the moaning, thudding noises reached both their ears. Nell and Jimmy stopped, looking at one another, puzzled. "What was that?" the handsome youth asked.
"I don't know, honey."
"Sounded like it came from Uncle Max's den."
"Should we go look?"
"Well, I'd kind of like to know what those ' sounds are."
"Yes," Nell answered, nervously moistening her lips, "so would I."
They went down the hallway, to the den at the far end. As they approached, the noises grew louder-passionate cries, muffled moans and urgent whispers; too, there was the whirring of a machine of some kind. Moving still closer, both Jimmy and Nell saw the flickering light that was emanating from the partially closed door to Max's study; and heard, now, the distinct slapping of naked flesh against naked flesh.
Open-mouthed, mother and son stared at one another. And then, before either of them could stop to consider otherwise, they stepped up to the door, opened it wider, and stared inside the den.
Nell gasped, low in her throat, and Jimmy stared with bulging eyes. "My ... my God!" the sable-haired mother whispered. "My God, Jimmy, look at what's happening in there!"
CHAPTER SEVEN
His face a mask of incredulity, Jimmy stared at the salacious spectacle of animalistic lust being enacted in the darkened study beyond. His uncle was sodomizing Beth with powerful strokes of his long hard cock while both of them stared in panting mindlessness at the flickering technicolor image of a huge German Shepherd fucking into a young teenage girl! The youth couldn't comprehend what he was seeing immediately, could only stare at the mind wrenching scene in shocked confusion-rooted to the spot as he had been when he had watched his mother and Uncle Max making love the night before.
Nell pressed, in an involuntary movement, tightly against her son, her soft, warm body straining at his muscled one. Her eyes were locked on the same carnal sight as his were, staring at Max's rigidly thick penis rammed mercilessly in and out of Beth Jones's tightly constricting anus ... at the dog's thickly crimson cock sawing wetly into the upthrust, secreting little pussy of the teenaged girl in the film. Nell clutched at Jimmy, her mouth open wide, also unable to look away from the lustful sight. Almost unconsciously, as shocked and immobile as was Jimmy, she rubbed her lushly tender breast against his arm, the same full breast that he had hotly clasped in his hand only a short while earlier.
Jimmy felt his mother's voluptuously ripened body rubbing against his own flesh, but at first his mind was filled with thoughts of Beth and his Uncle Max. How could a thing like this have happened, his confused mind asked. How could his girl, his uncle, have come to a lewd, lustful encounter such as this? He tried to understand, tried to fathom an answer, and yet there was no answer for him in that moment. He knew only that what he saw was blistering the retinas of his eyes, pinning him motionless and silent where he stood. He tried to summon hatred for Beth and what she was doing in there-tried to summon hatred for his uncle, too; and yet, curiously, he couldn't hate either of them. He was a different individual than he had been yesterday, than he had been even that very morning. What he had experienced with his mother in Wilson's Woods tonight made that an irrefutable fact-and this different person, this new Jimmy Daniels, was not capable of hating a girt and a man who were doing essentially the same thing he had been doing with his mother those few short minutes ago.
Nell's mind, too, was awhirl with confused thoughts as she looked into Max's den and saw the lascivious actions transpiring there. No, no, it can't be happening! I don't believe this, even after what I saw between Max and Beth in the pool this afternoon ... he couldn't be doing this to that young slut, here in his own house, with that obscene movie flickering away in front of them! But he is, he is ... Oh God, it's revolting, disgusting-and yet, I don't feel really revolted or disgusted. It doesn't sicken me the way it should. Why? Why? Can it be because they're only two human beings indulging in pleasures of the flesh ... and the only difference between them and Jimmy and me is that there is no love in what they're doing? I can't be shocked or repulsed by watching them, not after I just finished sucking my son's wonderfully hard penis until he came-even though my act was an act of love.
In the study, watching the dog fucking deep and hard into the young girl on the bed with absorbed rapture, the totally abandoned Beth buffeted back harder and harder against Max's hotly pistoning shaft. She felt his heavy, bloated testicles slap harshly against her wetly secreting pussy below, the hard smack of his naked loins pounding against her sensuously sweating young buttocks. Wondrous excitement was generated, too, by his kneading fingers rolling over her erect nipples and swaying breasts.
"Ooooooohhhhh, fuck me harder, Max daddy, fuck me harder!" she mewled, revelling in the alien force buried so deeply between the wildly quivering moons of her backside. "Give it to me, fuck my asshole with your wonderful cock. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm!"
Behind her, the bronzed uncle watched the lust-inciting sight of the movie and concentrated on nothing else but pile-driving his massively pulsating cock into the crevice between Beth's wildly twitching ass cheeks. He drew the head of his lust-swollen penis almost out of her widened, warmly clasping hole, watching the puckered brown skin clutch at it like grasping fingers; then he levered forward with all the power in his loins, burying the mighty shaft to the hilt again in the teenager's fiery depths. His painfully full balls throbbed like two separate hearts as they slapped hard against the soft wet furrow of Beth's cunt, and they bulged with his incredible build-up of sperm. The wanton teenaged girl mewled and moaned deliriously as she flung her nakedly quivering buttocks back against his forward-driving shaft, sunk so deeply in her bowels, and her shrill cries of pain and delight only served to spur the lust-maddened uncle on to more powerful strokes into her tightly clenching rectum.
In the technicolor movie, the dog's great hair coated balls slapped off the young girl's heaving buttocks and passion-contracting anus as she lunged up again and again to meet the huge beast's impossibly rapid lunges into her moist, warm cunt-hole. Its forepaws clutched relentlessly at her sides, and she held its head again, her hips seeming to be a blur of motion beneath the animal's wildly pistoning loins. Her face-turned upward clearly for the camera to see beneath the slavering head of the dog-was . contorted even more mindlessly than it had been earlier, more salaciously.
The enormous animal slammed its crimson cock faster and faster into the teenager's receptively clasping cunt channel. The auburn haired girl squeezed and squeezed her swollen young breasts spasmodically with her thighs as the dog drove his heavy shaft deeper and deeper into her churning wet pussy, and she seemed to be crooning words of lustful encouragement to the beast buried thickly within her ... urging him to fuck her harder and harder, to spew his fiery animal seed far up into her belly. She was no longer human, was only a mass of jellied flesh under the beast's masterful lunges.
Watching the mind-blowing tableau inside the den from beyond the door, Jimmy began to become aware of the hot, firm flesh of his mother pressed so close to him. A wild, irrational part of his brain suddenly wondered what she looked like naked! What did those firm, full-nippled breasts he had squeezed and held in his hands look like? What did her naked hips look like-and her cunt, her soft, warm pussy? Oh God, what would it be like to stroke her pussy and her hips and her breasts, to clasp her complete nakedness tightly against him? And what would it be like to put his cock inside his own mother, to send it slowly and lovingly pistoning in and out of her fine, hot vagina ... the same vagina from which he had come into this world eighteen years before?
The lewd, obscene thoughts caused molten fire to surge through Jimmy's loins, caused his penis, so satiated earlier by Nell's softly warm mouth, to leap instantaneously into full arousal. The sight of his uncle driving his rigidly erected penis into Beth's tight brown anus, and the dog pistoning its slippery shaft into the young girl's pussy-slit in the film, added fuel to that fire; but these things were not nearly as important to the young teenager as his mother's body: thoughts of his mother and her nakedness. It was his mother and her warm, soft nearness which were the primary causes for Jimmy's cock to thrust upward in his pants with such blood-boiling hardness.
His hand began to squeeze Nell's arm convulsively, then slid around as if with a will of its own to locate the soft pliancy of her firmly rounded breast. He stroked it lovingly, passionately, turning his body slightly toward her without taking his eyes off the salacious happenings in the den. His burgeoning young penis was pressed against the firmness of his mother's thigh, and his breath came faster, faster. His lips caressed the side of her face, "Mom ... " he moaned softly, almost inaudibly. "Oh, Mom ... "
The lovely sable-haired woman had felt her pussy begin to flower widely with the juices of renewed passion as she stared at the twin excitements of Max sodomizing Beth, and the dog fucking into the young girl in the movie. The heat soared and swirled in her belly, causing her nipples to harden under her brassiere and summer dress, and she could feel the trembling erectness of her tiny clitoris nestled between the wet pink folds of her passion-fired cunt.
The absolute carnality of the scene she was witnessing was having an overwhelming effect on her ... as was, she suddenly realized, the warm masculine proximity of her son. And ... and he was moving against her now, his hand slipping around to knead and fondle her breast! He was breathing hotly against her face, whispering to her, his hardened penis pressing up against her leg; instead of being horrified by the sight of Beth and his uncle, by the movie, he was excited by it ... and he wanted his mother as a result!
The beauteous mother's heart hammered with indecision as she leaned her body back against her son's, allowing him to kiss her face and press his turgid cock against her leg. Passion churned within her, for she wanted him as much as he wanted her; in spite of herself, her own desires were fired by the prospect of loving Jimmy again, of for the first time feeling his thick, hot penis buried deeply between her legs! But ... this wasn't the time, nor the place; she couldn't succumb to her lustful desires, couldn't let Max or Beth see her and her son making love.
Then, suddenly, Nell knew that she could allow them to see and know how much she loved Jimmy! She wanted the world to know of their beautiful feelings for one another, and especially Max and Beth to be made aware of it as they continued their lustful endeavors in the den. What the two in the other room were doing couldn't possibly be any more understandable an act than lovemaking between Nell and her son; it was a matter of degree-lovemaking all the difference-and not of kind. All four of them were alike, Nell thought; they were creatures of the flesh, seeking pleasure and excitement, seeking orgasm. But she and Jimmy were the truly lucky ones, for they loved deeply and completely, and they had nothing to be ashamed of.
Nell also knew as she stood there that she no longer hated the platinum-haired Beth, for she now understood what motivated the young girl's action; and she knew that, in a certain way she really was in love with Max, too. Not as deeply or as consumingly as Nell loved her son, but in love nonetheless; what they had had together one night ago was too good to be a product of anything else. But Max had to know how it was between her and Jimmy, had to accept that before all three of them could possibly live together in future harmony; she had to show him right here and now, while he was indulging in his hedonistic pursuits, so that everything would be completely in the open.
All three thoughts and insights flashed disjointed in the young woman's mind. And as they did so, the passion she was experiencing leapt higher and higher, becoming the ruling emotion within her. She turned her body hard into her son's hot, restless one, her mouth joining with his and bringing forth a low, almost inaudible cry of delight from deep in his throat. Her hand slipped down to rub at his swollen cock inside his pants, and Jimmy's fingers were feverish on his mother's breasts and back as he filled her hot sweet mouth with his tongue. Then he was pulling her dress down and her brassiere down, mindless with desire, and cupping and fondling her resiliency soft breasts ... bared totally naked for him for the first time. Nell stroked his burgeoning penis, holding its bulging erectness inside his pants against her lower abdomen, thrilling at the feel of it hard against her warmly secreting pussy-slit beneath her dress. Both mother and son were moaning wildly into one another's mouths as their tongues fused and swirled in passionate ecstasy.
Then Jimmy broke the kiss and worked her dress down around her waist, finally managing to slide the loose garment down over her hips to crumple at her feet. His feverish fingers drew her panties down as well, and a moment later she was standing against his hard young body in trembling nakedness. Meanwhile, Nell opened her son's trousers, drew them and his underpants all the way down so that his thick, hard penis stood out in full, quivering erection from his loins. The sable-haired woman grasped his swollen cock and guided it toward her nakedly wet, softly hair-fringed cunt furrow, eliciting more moans of tremulous desire from his throat.
Jimmy's eyes bulged with excitement at this, his first glimpse of his mother's hotly moist nakedness-her high, proud breasts and the deep black triangle of pubic hair hiding her soft pussy below. Nell's eyes were open, too, staring past her son's shoulder as she stroked his cock; she was watching Max still fucking long and hard deeply into Beth's tightly clenched anal passage, watching the dog still fucking furiously into the young girl on the movie screen.
Then Nell completely stripped the clothing from her son's body, making him as naked as she was. She whispered hotly against his ear, "Oh Jimmy, darling. I want you. I want you inside me, to love me, to fuck me, my darling, fuck me!"
His mother's salacious words made Jimmy's cock leap in her moistly grasping palm, and his brain was a seething cauldron of abandoned desire. He wanted to fuck her, to love her right here this very second! But ... but he couldn't let Beth and his Uncle Max see them, he couldn't!
But why not? Why couldn't he let them see him and his mother? What they were doing in there was no better than what he wanted to do with his mother, was it? No! No, of course it wasn't! They were enjoying sex, wildly exciting sex, and he and Nell were watching them; why shouldn't they watch him and his mother enjoy the same type of wildly exciting sex? Why couldn't they all enjoy it together?
The idea of it was terribly, wickedly exciting to Jimmy. Yes, yes, he and his mom would do it in there, where Beth and Uncle Max could see them! A small portion of his brain tried to scream at him that this was wrong, wrong, but the tremendous excitement of his swollen cockhead being rubbed up and down his lovely mother's nakedly trembling cunt slit-her hand caressing his cock and his swollen, throbbing balls-was all too consumingly powerful to deny. He had to have it this way ... this new Jimmy Daniels, this abandoned sensual youth who was in love with his own mother; he had to have his way, had to possess his mother totally and completely with his cock buried deep and hard up between her legs in that other room!
Without a moment's hesitation, Jimmy guided his beautiful young mother through the doorway, into the den. She came along willingly, excitedly, and he knew the idea had been in her mind, too, to fuck where Max and Beth could see them. Together they walked into the room, naked bodies touching, Nell's hand lightly encompassing her son's turgid, granite-hard cock. They stopped only a few feet away from the wildly fucking couple on the floor, their features passion-glazed and their eyes staring at the handsome bronzed uncle and voluptuous teenage girl buffeting obscenely against one another on the floor.
Beth was the first to see them. She had twisted her head to the side momentarily in wild abandon, away from the lurid movie screen before her, her eyes open wide as Max rammed his thick cock brutally forward, far up into her quivering rectum. As she saw the naked, motionless forms of Jimmy and his mother, Beth's hips froze and her eyes widened with shock, her mouth dropping open. Oh God! she thought in horror. Oh God, no. It can't be Jimmy. It can't be his mother! They've caught us, Max and me, caught us fucking while we watched that wild, wild movie with the dog! But ... but ... he's naked! Jimmy's naked, and his cock is hard and his mother is naked and she's playing with his cock and, and, I ... I don't believe this ... he's been fucking his own mother. He's going to fuck her again, right here and now. I can tell it by the look in their eyes. They're going to fuck, watching Max and me. .!
The realization was mind-numbing to the young platinum-haired girl, and suddenly her horror was transformed into a new flooding tide of passion that rippled wildly through her. Never had she experienced anything so mind-blowingly exciting as being fucked in the asshole by Jimmy's uncle while they watched the dog fucking the young girl on the screen, and while Jimmy and his own mother watched and fucked each other! Harder and harder, deeper and deeper, Max's cock pumped into her clenching anal passage, and once again Beth's lush, white buttocks churned with renewed and fantastic frenzy back against the thickly invading shaft.
Max was slower to sense the presence in the room of someone other than Beth and himself. But then, as he heard the girl gasp and fling her buttocks back against him with churning wildness, his eyes flickered away from the movie screen and his head swiveled around. And he saw them! He saw Jimmy and Nell standing beside the bed, standing there naked, Nell's hand wrapped tightly around her son's swollen, blood-enraged cock, stroking it while his fingers played with her richly throbbing breasts. Max saw them, and he couldn't believe his eyes! It was a figment of his imagination, a nightmarish vision brought about by his lewd sodomizing of the young girl. His mouth gaped open, and his entire body stiffened, his cock poised halfway out of the eager Beth's tightly constricting anus. He stared at the two people who meant most in his life, whom he loved ... Nell and Jimmy ... Nell and Jimmy standing there naked and wanton before him.
All at once, then, the bronzed uncle knew that he wasn't hallucinating, that his vision of Nell and Jimmy was real. They were standing there, playing obscenely with one another, naked lovers with a crazed passion for one another, son and mother, mother and son ... their lust fanned by the carnal sight of him fucking the teenage Beth in her anus and by the lascivious coupling of the dog and the young girl in the film. No, no, oh Christ no! They're ... they're sick, depraved ... watching me, watching the film and ... and smiling like they are ... excited ... nakedly excited! Jesus they're going to make love, I can tell it by their expressions. They're going to make love right here and now! Jimmy, my nephew, is going to fuck his own mother, and she is going to fuck him back. Nell, my Nell. Ohhh, how long has this been going on, what caused it ... it's sick, sick, sick.
Then, in that very instant, the monumental irony of the situation struck Max with the blow of a mailed fist. What right did he have to judge them! Wasn't he lying there on the floor, sodomizing the lusting asshole of young, teenage Beth, while they both watched one of his lurid sex films! How could he be any better than they when he had succumbed to his own physical desires and fucked Beth yesterday and tonight? The truth was, they were all alike-he and Nell and Jimmy and Beth ... yes, that was the undeniable truth. They were all hedonists, unable to control the fires of the flesh, total slaves to their own overwhelming desires ... and where Jimmy and Nell were concerned, where he and Nell were concerned too, there was a certain love to heighten and sweeten the edges of passion. Each of them were what they were ... not to be hated or condemned or pitied; they were lovers, and as such entitled to their own pursuits. Max realized that now, realized irrevocably that you are what you are.
The good-looking uncle, understanding and totally accepting all of this, once again resumed his pile-driving thrusts into the sweating, tightly-clasped anus of Beth Jones. And as he did so, his lips formed a brief, passion-tinged smile, a smile full of meaning and depth. The mute message was received by both Jimmy and Nell, for they, too, knew what they were; a bond was formed between the three of them in that moment, a bond of total commitment and love and understanding.
A low moan of excitement slipping from his lips, Jimmy drew his naked mother down onto the floor beside Max and Beth as the young platinum-haired girl rolled and flung her hips back against the handsome uncle's forward-driving cock in her spasming asshole. The muscled youth and his lovely black-haired mother began kissing feverishly as she played with his turgidly roused cock, and then he knew that he couldn't wait any longer for her soft, warm pussy to sheath around his penis. He had to know if he would satisfy her completely and totally with his iron-hard shaft and with his fiery semen, had to make her his tonight and eternally.
"Mom ... " he moaned in total abandon, "Mom ... lie down on your back and wrap your legs around my waist! I'll kneel between them and hold your ass in my hands. That way we can watch while we make love. Ohhhh, I want you, I want you!"
His enticing words were like firebrands in Nell's brain, and in the ears of Max and Beth beside them. "Oh yes, darling!" Nell squealed in agreement. "Yes, yes, that's how I want it too! I want to see you loving me!"
She lay down quickly on her back then, arching her buttocks off the soft carpeting, and her son cupped the soft, resilient flesh of her rounded ass cheeks tightly in his strong hands, squeezing their milk-white pliancy in abandoned delight. Nell's legs wrapped tightly around Jimmy's waist, her body still arched, her firm, taut breasts trembling on her chest as her son removed one hand from beneath her and began to stroke each breast in turn with his palm, hardening the nipples to even further arousal. Then the sable-haired woman reached down over her uplifted belly and glistening black pubic mound, down between her legs to where Jimmy's thickly throbbing penis was positioned only inches from her soft, wetly hair-fringed cunt mouth.
She grasped his blood-gorged penis tenderly, lovingly, in her fingers, then guided it to the entrance of her tight, fiery pussy. Jimmy moaned in delirious delight as he stared down at his mother's hand wrapped around his cock, holding it poised at the entrance to her womb, and Nell made similar purring sounds of feverish emotion as she too stared at the nearness of their heated love instruments. Unable to restrain herself any longer, then, she guided her son's desire-inflamed cock forward, parting the soft, petal-like folds of her cunt with the massively throbbing head, filling the wetly fevered orifice with it. Her soft mewling sounds increased at the feel of his monstrous shaft inside her for the first time-her son's cock, her son whom she loved so very, very much! Jimmy thrilled as well at the tight, moist warmth of his mother's pussy-walls around his slowly entering penis; it was the most exciting moment in his life, the most exhilarating. He was about to possess his own mother! He was about to prove his ultimate love to her with his burning penis and molten hot cum!
Slowly, slowly, Nell drew Jimmy's cock deeper up inside her, watching the thickly swollen shaft disappear into her warm, moist vagina, inexorably filling her nakedly trembling belly with the hot, hard expanse of her young offspring's shaft. Then all of Jimmy's lust-maddened cudgel was sheathed inside her, pressing hard against her tender cervix, filling her more completely than any man had ever filled her before! She could feel every muscle and ridge of his immense cock, so superbly expanded deep, deep inside her. It was incredibly wonderful, the most ecstatic experience of her life!
She stared down with wildly contorted desire at her loins pressed against her son's, at the mating of their black pubic hair. Then she moaned, "Oh, Jimmy, darling, fuck me now! Fuck me with your wonderful cock. Hurry, darling. Hurry, I'm on fire."
"Yes, yes, yes," Jimmy chanted.
"Fuck her, fuck her, fuck her!" Beth howled beside them, alternating her gaze between the flickering movie screen and the even more lustful sight of Jimmy about to fuck his own mother. She was a quivering mass of desire now, heaving like a wild woman back against Max's thundering cock in her widespread anus.
Max could only moan with his own overwhelming desire as his eyes, too, alternated between the dog and girl in the film and the sight of his nephew with his penis buried deep inside Nell's pussy. His balls were screaming for release as he pounded into Beth's tight, hot asshole. Never had he been this excited, never!
Jimmy drew back, pulling his angry red cock almost out of his mother's tightly clasping pussy, staring down with love-fired eyes at the glistening shaft wet with her cunt lubrications. His hands tightened where they gripped her buttocks off the floor! then he began to rock forward as she clutched him feverishly with her thighs and ankles around his waist. His achingly hard cock began to slide in and out of Nell's hot, moistly fevered cunt. The huge bulbous head pounded hard against her cushiony cervix on the instroke.
The lust-provoking sight of the . dog on the movie screen, filling the young auburn-haired teenager's climaxing pussy with his fiery cum, and the equally provocative view of Jimmy fucking with faster and faster strokes into his mother's throbbing, wetly pink cunt mouth triggered both Max's and Beth's orgasms simultaneously.
Beth squealed, and her entire body began to vibrate as wave after wave of spiraling release soared and crashed through her. Behind her, Max stiffened, moaning incoherently as he stared with bulging eyes at Nell and Jimmy fucking so wantonly right next to him. A great burning surge of hot, fiery sperm flooded deep into her rectum as she continued to cum with moaning intensity. The hot liquid filled the lovely teenage girl's nakedly writhing belly, filled her quivering bowels to overflowing, pooling out to flow down the back of her thighs to the carpet beneath her jerking, undulating body.
Max's cock gave one final spurt of cum, then deflated into semi-hardness and pulled with a soft, sucking noise from Beth's moistly hot rectum. Both he and the platinum-haired teenager collapsed forward, lying on the soft carpet in panting satiation. Beside them, Jimmy was still holding his mother's soft, pliant buttocks in his hands as he pistoned his thick hard cock deeply into her warmly clasping cunt passage. Nell strained hard against her young son, her head and shoulders rolling about on the carpet, her body oscillating, letting her legs clench him tightly around the waist as she fought to ingest more of his huge, pleasure-giving penis up into her womb. Her eyes, and Jimmy's eyes, were locked on the tantalizing sight of his huge swollen shaft sliding so glistening wet and hard in and out between her wide-splayed white thighs, the huge bulbous cockhead pulling almost free of the softly clasping pussy mouth as he drew back, then slamming hard against her cervix, the shaft disappearing completely inside her as he levered forward again.
Nell squeezed her breasts together, rubbing the nipples hard against one another, in her overwhelming desire as her son's huge cock rampaged hard and deep into her softly trembling belly. Her mind moaned, mesmerized, with what was happening to her, then another thought manifested itself. Maybe Max should help too, she thought. "Yes, yes, I want his cock in my mouth!
Her head flailed to the right and she saw him lying very close to her, his still half erect penis nestled in between his legs. She released her breasts then, and reached out with one of her hands to grasp his cock tightly between her soft, hot fingers. She began to caress and squeeze his masculinity, bringing it almost immediately to a rigid state, as Max lifted his head from the carpet and turned to look at her.
"Max, Max!" she mewled. "Ohh, I want to kiss it, to suck it. I love you too!"
Nell's lustful words probed deep into the man's brain. She wanted him, Nell wanted him, she loved him! And he loved her, too. He knew that now, loved her deeply and completely. He wanted to possess her as Jimmy was possessing her, and she wanted him inside her as her son was inside her.
He turned. He twisted around on the floor, sliding his loins near Nell's twisted head as she continued to fondle his cock into full, throbbing rigidity. Then his immense shaft was pressing up against her soft, wet lips, and she was opening her mouth to take the rigid rod of flesh, still glistening with the moisture of his cum in Beth's tight little asshole, into the warm moist cavern of her mouth. She began to suck him rapidly, squeezing his balls in frenzied abandon, as she sensed her own approaching orgasm and that of her son as Jimmy fucked with more feverish strokes of his cock into her hotly pulsating cunt. Her body jerked and twisted, and her pussymouth clasped and sucked obscenely at her son's burgeoning cock while her lips and tongue licked and sucked at Max's in her mouth.
Beth had stirred on the floor beside Max, and now she was watching the action taking place. Her own flaming juices began to spiral out of control again at the mind-blowing sight.
She spread her legs wide, maneuvering her body so that she could draw Max's head up between her thighs. Obediently, his mouth opened against her wet young pussy and he began to slide his tongue deeply between her swollen cunt lips, with lewd wet probes.
For long frozen moments, the four of them bucked and heaved against one another on the floor, Jimmy fucking his mother while she sucked deliriously at Max's thick shaft and he in turn drove his tongue feverishly into Beth's hotly secreting cunt passage. The only sounds were grunts and moans of delicious desire, heavy exertion, and the obscene wet slapping of naked flesh against naked flesh. It seemed as if time had stopped, waiting for the tremendous crashing climax of this inexplicably exciting tableau.
Jimmy's orgasm was triggered first. He yelled out, "Ooooooohhh I'm going to shoot it, Mom. I'm going to fill you."
He heaved up to meet the bucking loins of his mother as the first white-hot jets of his sticky semen burst along the underside of his cock and filled his mother's fiercely clasping pussy. So intense was this explosion of his seed into Nell that the woman squealed and gurgled around the cock in her mouth, sucking crazily on it, as her body began soaring upward. She achieved heights she had never thought were possible before.
Her actions caused a chain reaction to explode. Max's penis exploded after jerking a few times out of control inside Nell's mouth, flooding the warm cavity with torrents of hot semen.
Then Beth climaxed, too, at that moment, moaning and wailing in ecstasy from the feelings ' generated by Max's lewdly plunging tongue and her own masturbating finger massaging her clitoris.
Moments later, totally spent and completely satiated, the four of them lay silently on the floor, touching one another as if in thankfulness for the pleasure they had given and been given.
Nell knew that this was truly the most magnificent night of her life. She had everything she had ever wanted in life now-she had two men who truly and totally loved her-and there would be no more pain or loneliness or heartache for her ever again.
