The old-fashioned or "nuclear" family still is going strong, in spite of dire predictions by many. At least the outward forms remain while the inner reality may be slowly changing.
Woman's place in such families is usually seen as a "binder" or holder-together of family members, and family solidarity. The mother is the pivotal person. She is the mender and cleaner, the nurse and cook and comforter.
This still holds true even though some think that modern women are denied much of their humanity by the strictures of society. The housewife, innundated by responsibilities, has little time to play. No matter how strong her desires, she may have nowhere to go for gratification.
The central figure in this novel is just such a woman. She believes that husbands can always find sexual diversion outside the home, while she is chained to her family and lacks such opportunities. What then is she to do with her passions? How is she to satisfy her strong but socially unacceptable desires?
She feels, and probably with justification, that other women in her position must look to the family for their sexual needs. Especially if, as in this case, her husband refuses to provide her with sufficient sensual stimulation.
In trying to keep her feeling of youth and desirability, she believes she needs diversity in sexual partners. To her it is only natural to turn to her own children. This way she maintains her loyalty and helps bind her family together.
These rationalizations are not original with this particular character in this specific novel. Sociologists know there are many who lust after their own sons and daughters, as well as lacking the courage to seek gratification outside the home.
She believes she is honest, and justified, and doing her part to hold her family together as well as finding pleasure for herself. It all sounds very logical as it is presented, and we might be beguiled by such a rosy picture. But the author slyly brings the reader up short at the very end, with the suggestion of entirely different motives and morals.
The reader may decide for himself just what this self-willed female is really up to....
-THE PUBLISHERS
CHAPTER ONE
Betty Mepleton sighed as she felt her husband pull out of her. She liked the feel of his softened cock as it slid out. It allowed the semen that he had deposited in her to flow.
Sex was still good for them.
They had been married for fifteen years. Betty was thirty-five and Bill was thirty-seven. They had not born any real hardship together. Their two children were healthy and bright.
The children, Bob and Melinda, were reaching the ages when they were becoming aware of themselves sexually. Bob was fourteen and Melinda was twelve and a half. Betty had noticed them coming home with rumpled clothing on occasion.
She knew that the children had begun to explore their bodies with their friends. It did not upset her. She knew that this was a normal and natural thing to do.
Betty remembered her own sexual curiosity when she was their age. She had played with the boys behind garages where her parents lived then. But that seemed like so long ago....
Now, she turned to her husband. She ran her hand over his naked body. Bill was still in good shape.
His cock could still get hard and thrust in her forcefully until she climaxed in a heaving orgasm. He knew how to please her. Bill was not the kind of man to think only of his own pleasure.
Betty liked fucking with Bill. But it had changed.
It wasn't that he got any worse at making love to her. It was just that it was never any different. She knew all of his moves. Even when they tried new things, she knew what he would do.
Betty thought about that. She wished that she could find a way to make it more exciting for herself. Bill could probably use a new kind of fuck too.
"Hey, Betty, you trying to turn me on again?"
"Oh, not really, honey. It just feels good to have your soft thing in my hand."
"Well, it's not going to be soft too much longer if you keep that up."
"Okay, I'll stop. But tell me something, Bill. Do you want to have some more excitment?"
"What?"
"You know, are you getting a little tired of fucking only me? I think that everybody needs a change now and then."
"Holy shit! You sound like a wanton woman or something, Betty! What's got into you? Are you trying to tell me that I don't please you anymore?"
"No. I just was thinking that we could both use a change."
"Well, thanks a lot!"
Bill leapt out of bed. He was storming mad! He thought that his wife was telling him that he wasn't a good fuck anymore! It made his blood boil!
Betty went after him and tried to calm him down. Nothing would work.
They argued heatedly in the bathroom behind a closed door. They did not want the children to hear. In their house, they worried about sound traveling. It was one of those new homes where the dry-wall construction was not the best.
They were always conscious of trying to be quiet when they fucked. They did not want the children to hear what they did to each other. They would stifle their groans and their sighs when they came.
Betty and Bill did not know that the children were already wise to them. They knew when their parents were fucking and when they were not!
They even knew when their parents had had an especially good time together or just a mediocre one! Bob and Melinda had been keeping track of their parents' sexual activity for a long time.
The sounds of fucking carried easily all over the house.
Bob and Melinda already knew about sex. Their mother was right in thinking that they had been playing sexual games with their young friends. They had indeed been exploring.
What their mother never suspected was that Bob and Melinda had been experimenting with each other! The brother and sister were becoming 'closer' than was normal.
Melinda was learning all about boys from her brother. She would examine his penis. He would let her look at it as long and as much as she wanted.
Bob did not discourage his sister. He wanted her just as much as she wanted him. He loved it when they played 'parents' together. Bob would lie on top of Melinda. They were both naked. They would squirm around and press their genitals together.
The boy would get an erection from being excited by his sister. Yet, they did not fuck. They were too frightened. They knew that it was wrong.
But they played their little sexual games anyway. They would listen to their parents fucking through the thin walls of their house. Then they would scurry back to their rooms and fall into bed together.
The brother and sister knew every part of each other's young bodies!
Betty woke up still disconcerted about Bill's reaction to what she had told him. It made her angry to think that he could be so narrow-minded as he had been.
She had not meant to attack his masculinity. All she wanted was to have a little more excitement. There was nothing wrong with that.
Betty was still a vital woman. She needed to be stimulated by a new, hard cock. She had turned first to her husband to satisfy her. But if he would not, she would find others who would!
She made up her mind over breakfast. Bill would not say a word to her. The children knew what had happened. That is, they knew their parents had fought, but they did not know about what.
When they had all left for the day, Betty just sat at the table and thought. Bill was off to work in town, and the children were on their way to school.
She usually liked this time that she had alone without her family around. It was quiet. But today it was different. She felt an uncomfortable churning inside of her.
It was as if she were terribly horny and could not find a sexual release. That confused her. She had climaxed with her husband only last night.
Betty needed more. She wanted to be held again right now. She wanted to feel a cock inside of her. But she did not want to have to wait until it was at Bill's convenience.
That was it! Betty wanted a man that she could have more control over, sexually. She wanted someone who would do exactly as she told him to do!
If she could have a man who was truly responsive to her needs then her problems would be over. She would be able to be satisfied on her terms! Bill had just proven to her that he would fuck her when and how he wanted to. There was nothing wrong with that, really. It was just that she had other needs as well.
The churning that she felt inside did not stop. She found herself pressing her thighs tightly together. The pressure that produced on her clitoris felt good.
The woman knew that she would have to play with herself. She-had fantasies of having a man pushing and pulling his penis in her cunt just the way that she wanted. It excited her!
Betty laid herself back on the living room couch. She knew that this was a very unprivate place to masturbate, but she did not care. It only added to the growing excitement that she felt between her legs.
Her hand stole down to her crotch.
She wanted to pretend that it was not her own hand that touched her. She fantasized that it was another. It belonged to someone who would follow her every desire.
Betty had her hand inside of her underwear now. She started to slowly rub on her pubic hairs with a hard, circular motion. This was like teasing herself. The pressure without any real touching of her vital areas was very exciting!
She moved her hand farther down. Her fingers brushed over her clitoris. She moved down to the labia. Then farther, until she tickled the entrance of her hole.
Betty was already wet. She could feel the slippery liquid that bathed the outside of her cunt. She used her whole hand to rub and spread it around.
Her breath started to come faster. Her hand moved back up to her clit. That was where she wanted to be massaged. She moved her fingertips lightly over the hardening piece of flesh.
Betty was moving her hips slowly in time to the movements of her hand on her crotch. The juice flowed freely out of her.
Her own thoughts heightened the sensations that her hand was giving her. She thought about the handsome stranger who would be doing this to her. He would be responsive to her every need. She had the fantasy that there was a cockhead instead of her fingers that rubbed her this way. A sigh escaped her.
Her fingers pressed harder on her clit. The rubbing became faster and more insistent. She was working her hand in a heavy rotation over her clit and her entire cunt. Her hips heaved in the air.
Every now and then, she would let her fingers steal quickly into the opening of her hole. Then she would return them quickly to the hard clit. It was perfect!! It was just the exact sensation that she wanted!
Faster and harder she rubbed on herself.
The juice from her cunt made her slippery. Sometimes, the hard little clit would squirm away from her. She would recover it frantically and bear down even harder on it.
Betty was groaning now. She needed only a little more rubbing before it would be there! She knew that it would be a good climax! Her body was tensed and ready.
Betty felt the tingling sensation that went from her cunt right up through her entire body. Yes! Oh, it was wonderful for her! Her hips bounced against the couch!
Then it happened!!
Betty came!! Her groans were loud!! Her hips twisted furiously! She never let her fingers leave her clit for an instant!!
She was rubbing directly on the hard knob of her clit with all her strength! Her senses reeled!!
The flow of cunt-juice shot out of her hole!! It bathed her hand! She felt it run down between her legs!
Betty was coming hard! She did not stop masturbating herself!! There was another!! Then there was yet another orgasm!! She was giving herself multiples!!
Betty had not had a climax like this in eons!! Her body bucked and writhed on the couch! She grunted and groaned!! Her body stayed tense with the expectation of still another wracking climax!
She came again!! Her moans were loud and long! Her hand was working furiously on her cunt! She was rubbing so fast that her fingers were only a blur!
Finally, she collapsed on the couch. The tension drained from her body. Her hand was still on her cunt. She kept pressure on herself, but she did not move anymore.
Betty's chest was heaving from her furious masturbating. She had given herself terrific orgasms! Four of them! Now, she just panted, trying to catch her breath.
She smiled to herself. She thought about how wonderful it would be if she could find someone with timing like she had. It would be wonderful to find a man who could do that to her!
Betty still had her hand inside of her underwear when the doorbell rang. She leapt off the couch in an instant! Her fear of being discovered masturbating threw her into a frenzy!
What if someone had seen her? Right here in her own living room and all? It would be a disgrace!
Betty arranged her clothing and started for the door. As she reached up to straighten her hair with her hands, she stopped dead in her tracks. The aroma of her cunt-juices still clung to her fingers. It brought back all those wondrous sensations that she had just felt!
But she snapped out of it. She shook her head once, as if to clear it from her erotic reverie, and headed for the door. She hoped that she did not look flustered.
"Hi, Mrs. Mepleton. I'm here to collect for the paper."
"Oh ... Eddy, yes. Come in won't you? I'll have to get the money for you."
"Okay."
Betty was flustered. She dropped her change purse on the floor as she tried to fish out the dollar and twenty cents to give to the paper boy.
She hoped that he had not seen her masturbating through the door. Eddy was a fourteen-year-old friend of her son, Bob. It would have been terrible if this youngster had seen her. What a shock it would have been to his innocence.
But then Betty stopped. His innocence? How much was she misjudging this strapping young boy? Was he really so innocent in the ways of sex?
She knew that her own son was already necking with girls. She was certain of it. This boy was probably already experimenting with his young penis.
Perhaps he would not have been as shocked as she first thought if he had seen her!
Betty looked at him. The boy was leafing through a magazine that he had taken off the coffee table. She could watch him undiscovered as he concentrated on it.
Eddy was a handsome young boy. He was already tall. His sandy colored hair hung into his eyes in a boyish way. Yet, he had a mannish look about him. His broad shoulders and lean body showed he was athletic.
She could not keep her eyes from traveling to that spot between his legs. She was looking for the bulge of his budding manhood! And it was there! There was a lump just behind the zipper of his jeans.
Betty knew that this boy already had the equipment of a man! It looked very promising!
Her own thoughts shamed her at first. How could she even think this way about the youngster? He was only as old as her own son! It was terrible!
But then again, the more that she thought about his smooth, young body and his bulging crotch ... what was so terrible about being attracted to him? The boy was handsome and young. She would have had to be crazy or dead not to notice his sexiness.
Eddy must have a lot of little girls after him, she thought. She wondered if he had fucked any of them yet. She wondered if he had shot his first load of semen into a cunt yet.
Betty "would like to be the first woman that the boy fucked.
She could teach him all that he needed to know about sex. The boy would be good for her too. She could teach him exactly what she wanted done to herself.
That was it! That was the answer! Boys! Boys would give her what she needed!
If Betty could teach young boys who did not have any sexual experience, she could train them the way that she wanted! She could train them to please her! That was the way that she could get the kind of satisfaction that she craved!
She looked the boy over from head to toe. She thought about how wonderful that lean, strong body would feel on top of her. It would be so exciting to teach him all the tricks of fucking.
But it was shameful ... No, it was not!
Yes ... No. The conflict raged in her head! She wanted him but she was afraid to take him! Her lust cried out to be satisfied, but her sense of morality made her ashamed of the lust.
What could she do? The conflict made her head spin! She wanted the boy right now. She wanted to justify taking him this very moment! Her cunt ached to feel him!
But how could she do it? How could she approach the boy? What would she do to get him to fuck with her?
After all, Betty was only the mother of one of the boy's friends. Maybe he would think that she was crazy for approaching him! What if he told his parents!
Betty would never be able to stand the scandal if the word got out that she had tried to seduce a teenager! They would have to leave town! The gossip would spread like wildfire!
But Betty changed her mind again. Who was she kidding? This boy was no cringing sissy. She was sure that he knew the facts of life already. He would not be stupid enough to tell his parents anything that he had done with her.
Betty knew that her fear was getting the better of her. She had to put these things out of her mind. If she wanted the boy, she had to risk it. She would have to put her guilt and her shame and her fear aside.
She needed this boy to calm the storm of lust that she felt inside of her. He would be the answer to those things that she could not get from her husband! Betty would train Eddy to satisfy her. He would fulfill her.
She noticed that the boy was fidgeting with the magazine. She was taking a long time getting the money. He was anxious to go on with his rounds.
But Betty had other plans for the boy.
She had to get him to stay with her. She had to make him see that they could do wonderful things together. There would be nothing wrong with her teaching him the skills of manhood.
She was nervous as she crossed the room to him.
The boy looked up and tossed the magazine back onto the table. He hiked his pants up and looked like he was ready to leave. He did not know yet that this woman had a craving for him that she was determined to fulfill.
Betty smiled at him. She was trying to think of ways that she could get him to stay. She knew that she had to stall him for a while longer.
"Eddy, this is not your usual day to collect, is it?"
"Uh, no. I stayed home from school 'cause I had to go to the dentist. But that's not until later. I figured if I collect now I won't have to do it on Saturday and I could go to the beach sooner than I could before."
"Oh, I see. Well, I'm very glad that you did come today. I'm always happy to see you."
"Yeah?"
"Won't you have a Coke or some lemonade?"
It was very hot. For the middle of June, they were getting hit with some of the hottest weather on record for the area. Betty liked this kind of weather where everyone went around with less clothing on.
She liked being able to see the boy's bare arms and chest exposed through his colorful undershirt-like top. Her own skirt was short and her tank top was made of thin material.
Betty knew that she looked good. She had kept her figure. She knew that her shape was alluring to men. This boy would not be repulsed by any flabby rings of flesh on her.
The woman was glad that she looked good today. It would be easier to get the boy to fuck her. She knew that she could still be a very charming and coquettish woman when she wanted to be.
She would get the boy to fuck her....
CHAPTER TWO
Betty watched the boy closely as he guzzled his Coke. He was so young and handsome that she could barely contain her lust for his body.
Even though she had just masturbated herself to a panting orgasm just before he got there, she was hot all over again. That was unusual for the woman. She rarely had the inclination or the time to have so many orgasms in such a short time.
Feeling this way ... so excited and hot ... made her feel more youthful and more vital. It was a way of proving to herself that she was still desirable.
It was still true that her husband was a good lover and sex with him was good. But she wanted more. She wanted sex to be even better than it was!
This boy Eddy reminded her of her own son. The aura of youth intrigued her. Fucking with the boy would be like her own son was returning to her womb. That was a thought that she relished!
Eddy finished drinking and stood up to leave. Betty knew that she could not let him go. She wanted to feel that young, firm body on top of hers.
"Oh, Eddy, you don't have to go so soon, do you? I'd like to talk with you for a while."
"Well, I really should finish collecting for my paper route. I still have more to do."
"I think that I can make it more exciting for you to stay here with me."
"Huh?"
"You must have a lot of girlfriends, don't you? I would think that a handsome young man like you would have many girls just dying to go out with you."
"Awww ... there're some, I guess."
"Don't be so modest. A boy like you could have any girl that you wanted. Have you been with many of them?"
"What ... what do you mean?"
"You know, Eddy ... have you gone all the way yet?"
"Mrs. Mepleton! Uh ... I think that I better be going now. I have a lot to do...."
As the boy nervously got up to leave, Betty got up too. She went very close to him. She could hear him gulp with embarrassment as she touched his arm.
"But I want you to stay, Eddy."
"Uh ... oh, holy cow! What's going on??"
"Nothing, Eddy. I just thought that you would like to be with a real woman instead of a girl for a change."
The boy looked at her stunned! His eyes were wide with amazement! He could not believe that this woman was actually saying this to him! Could it be true?
Eddy felt the perspiration bead up on his forehead. He did not know what to do. He did not think that the woman was really serious. This had to be a joke!
But it was no joke to Betty. She ran her hands up and down his bare arms. Her touch was light. The goose bumps popped out under her fingertips.
Betty smiled at him. He looked at her with terror in his eyes! He did not want to believe that he was being seduced by one of his friend's mother!!
It was too unbelievable.
"Come on, Eddy. A handsome boy like you must have had some kind of experience with girls, right?"
"Uh ... I think that I better go."
With that, Betty reached up and took his face in her hands. She held him gently as she kissed him full on the lips. The boy was too startled to respond.
She parted his parched lips with her tongue. Gently, she invaded his mouth. Her moist tongue probed to find his. The boy was motionless ... as if he were afraid to move.
Betty kept kissing him while she pressed her body closer to his. She was trying to get her hips to rub against his. She wanted to feel if his penis was responding to her.
When she released him from her embrace, he was all red in the face and breathing heavily. She knew that she had succeeded. The boy was excited!
Betty let her hands move down the front of him. When they got to his crotch, they stopped. She felt the bulge that was there. It had grown harder and larger than when she had first looked at it in the living room.
"Oh ... please, Mrs. Mepleton ... I got to go----
"Nonsense, Eddy. Are you trying to tell me that you aren't man enough to stay here with me for a while? I would have thought that you wanted to do adult things with me."
"B-but ... this isn't right. You're married!! I ... I couldn't do anything with you!"
"I think that you're just afraid."
"N-no."
"Tell me, Eddy, have you ever been with a woman before? Have you ever put this hard thing into anyone?"
"Mrs. Mepleton!"
"I'll bet that you haven't. Don't be nervous. I'll show you all the things that you have to do. I want to teach you, Eddy. There's nothing to be afraid of."
"B-but...."
The woman stopped his mouth with a kiss.
He was breathing heavily. His chest heaved with fear and excitement at what she had told him. He did not know what to do. It would be wonderful if she were not somebody's mother! The boy's heart pounded with confusion.
What could he do? She was kissing him so passionately that he could not tear himself away. It felt good. He could feel that his cock was beginning to grow and get hard.
The only time that Eddy had ever felt his cock get like this was when he masturbated it himself. Then he would always make the jism shoot out of it into the toilet at home. He did not know what he would do here!
Betty was taking him by the hand. She led him into the bedroom. The boy's knees turned to water. This was the bedroom where she slept with her husband!! He felt like an intruder here! Yet, for all his discomfort, he could not leave her. He could not say 'no' to this sexy woman.
She sat the boy on the edge of the bed. She kept on kissing him on the mouth and face. He did nothing in return. He did not know what he should do!
The woman leaned him back on the bed. She began to pull at his clothing. He lay there and let her do what she wanted to. His fear would not let him do otherwise. He felt paralyzed.
Betty was getting hotter and hotter. She was dying to see what his penis looked like. She was certain that it would be lovely and strong. She could hardly wait! As she was peeling his clothing off, she was also working on her own.
Finally, it was done. The woman and the boy were both naked!
Eddy rolled half onto his side. He was trying to hide the beautiful erection that he had!!
But Betty would not let the youngster get away from her. She wanted to see his cock. She turned him over gently and looked at him. He was gorgeous!!
His penis was long and thick. The head of it was distended to a large roundness. It was crimson red.
She touched it. It was hot and hard. The skin that covered it was like the finest velvet. His balls were big and the nuts in the sack were hard. She pushed them around in his scrotum.
Eddy let out an involuntary moan. The woman smiled. She knew that he was hot. She knew by the way that his cock strained upward and curved toward the ceiling. He was as hard as steel.
She lay her body along the full length of his. He felt marvelous! She ran her hands all over him very gently.
"Have you ever been inside of a woman before?"
"Uh ... no...."
"Good. I'll show you what to do. Come here."
Betty rolled over on her back and made the boy lie on top of her. She felt his hard cock bump up against her thighs. Her cunt was burning to have him inside of her!
But she felt a drop of liquid roll off the tip of his penis and on to her leg. She knew that she had to hurry. The boy was so excited that he would drop his load too soon.
"Eddy, brace yourself on your knees. Yes ... that's right. Now, I'll guide you with my hand. You let your hips come down on me so that you push this inside. Come on."
The boy shuddered when she took his cock in her hand. She pulled him gently toward her hole. His cock tip was near it.
But then, all of a sudden, she felt him tense up! She knew that he was going to shoot!
"Wait, Eddy! Hold it! Don't let it come until you're inside of me! Push into me!"
Betty tilted her hips so that the angle would be right for him to slide into her! She put her hands on his ass and pulled him down on her! His cock was sliding into her!
But as the shaft of it entered, she felt the gush of his sperm stream into her!!
The boy was shooting off too soon!!
Betty held him inside of her cunt anyway!! He groaned and thrust his hips forward involuntarily!! She hung onto his ass and thrust her hips up toward his pouring iron rod!
His semen splashed in her!
The woman loved the feeling anyway. It did not really matter that he had shot off too soon. His cock felt so new and different inside of her that it was good anyway.
His orgasm ended quickly. But still she held him inside of her. She wanted to feel his thick prick as it slowly receded in size in her. She felt his balls against the crack of her ass.
"Oh, Eddy, stay where you are. Rest, my boy ... just rest. It's all right."
Eddy was puffing heavily into her ear. The perspiration dripped off him. He shuddered so that his softening cock stirred in her cunt.
Betty hoped that he would be able to get hard again. She tightened her vaginal muscles. She wanted the boy to feel that his penis was being squeezed. He did! He felt it and groaned!
She moved her hips around. She moved so that his cock would feel the pressure of her cunt around it. The boy responded perfectly! She felt his shaft begin to fill with blood again! It was pumping up to another erection for the boy!!
She held him tightly and moved under him. He sighed. His body was lying on her like a dead weight. She liked the feeling of it. She did not mind that she was doing all the work. She was teaching the boy how to fuck. She loved it!
Betty had made the boy cum again. This time he had been fully hard in her. She had taught him how to push and pull his cock in and out of her wet channel. He had been able to get a rhythm going for a while.
But the boy had been just much too excited to last for long the second time. The new adventure of being inside of a woman had caused him to ejaculate quickly again.
Betty did not mind. She had been very excited herself. Her cunt had reveled in the new penis that was wedged up inside of her. It felt marvelous!
The woman had been able to rotate and gyrate her hips enough to cause friction on her clitoris. She had cum shortly after the boy did.
The streams of his hot sperm jetting inside of her had done it! It had made her feel renewed! It was as if she was being injected with his youth!! His strong hard body had trembled when he felt her cunt convulsively clamping around his cock.
She loved the way that everything she did to him caused him such extreme pleasure. He reacted to the slightest movement that she made under him! Betty felt grand about having the boy in her for his first fuck!
When she had finally let him withdraw from her, they were both panting heavily. The heat had drained both of them in the fuck they had shared together. They laid there, heaving, on the bed. The boy turned partway away from her.
The woman knew that he was being modest. He was not used to having women admire his jewels. She turned him gently onto his back. She was not going to miss the opportunity to look at him. He had one arm thrown across his eyes and forehead.
Betty smiled at him in a motherly way. She thought that his modesty was precious. Her hands began to travel over his body. The boy flinched slightly at her touch.
She fondled his flaccid cock and the sac underneath. Even when he was not aroused the skin on his genitals was smooth and taut looking. He had very good manly equipment!
"Did you enjoy yourself, Eddy?"
"Yeah."
"Well, I enjoyed it. You're a very talented boy. I like you. You're willing to learn. I'm glad that you're a friend of my son. He's made a good choice."
"What? Doesn't it bother you that I know Bob?"
"Yes ... I guess somehow, it does. But you don't understand. The joy that I get from you is worth ... well, it's worth the bad things that people would say."
"Well, I wouldn't tell anybody, Mrs. Mepleton."
"No, Eddy, I don't think that you will."
That evening Betty felt lighter. She felt younger than she had in years! She had shared a moment of pure joy with the youngster that afternoon. The glow stayed with her.
But the creeping guilt over what she had done was also there. Betty was not an immoral woman. She was an average woman with average desires and needs. The only thing that was different about her was the fact that she had acted on her fantasy.
Betty had done what many housewives longed to do. She had made love with a boy young enough to be her son! It had been the most wonderful thing that she had ever done! That young, firm body! The smooth, velvety skin!
Her housework did not seem to be as oppressive anymore. She had gone through the rest of the day humming a little tune. By the time that the children got home, she was radiant. When her husband came home, she had forgotten their fight.
Betty felt like a new woman. She wondered if she could ever do something like that again? She wondered if she would ever have the courage to approach a young boy like that again?
She thought about her family. What would they think if they knew about it? She knew what Bill would say. He would be furious! But the children ... what about them?
Betty thought that her son and daughter would understand what she had done somehow. She knew that they were already testing out the ways of sex. Even if they had not already fucked, they would soon. Why should they not?
As a mother, she was curious about what they knew. She and Bill had told them the 'facts' years ago. But they had done it so coldly and matter-of-factly that she wondered what they really knew about sex?
As a family, they did not talk about such things. That was mostly because of Bill. The children knew that their father considered a lot of the new, loosened morality as an evil. Bill was no puritan, but he shut his eyes to a lot.
He did not even want to think about his own daughter having sex with some boy. One night, when Melinda had been very late coming home from a party, he had been enraged. He vowed that if she had been violated, he would shoot the boy!!
Betty was afraid he had meant that. Bill would tell his daughter that she should save herself for a man who loved her, just like he did! Betty had always wondered about the way he had phrased that. Was he so paranoid about Melinda being fucked because that was what he wanted to do?
It was not so unusual for a father to want his daughter. Betty knew that it happened all the time. Incest was a taboo, but .that did not mean that it was not being done!
Then she thought about her own feelings. What about the way that she felt toward her son? Perhaps she had feelings that she had been denying all these years.
Bob was certainly growing into a handsome young man. He was tall and well-built. She wondered about his cock. She had not seen her son naked in a few years. Was he more of a man than she had thought?
He certainly must have grown. She wondered what he looked like now. Her motherly concern for her son was not bounded by the usual code of morality. Betty was thinking now about the equipment that her son had to please a woman.
After all, what if through her negligence as a parent, her son grew up thinking that he was manly when he was not. It was her duty to teach him. He had to know the ways of sex so that he could live happily with a woman.
The sexual education of her children was just as important as their academic education. It was her responsibility ... and Bill's ... to see that their children knew all about fucking.
What she did for Eddy, she should be doing for her own son. He too needed to get experience with women like the neighbor's boy. Betty had to teach her own son how to fuck. The idea was becoming clearer and clearer to her.
Betty wondered how Bill would react if she suggested a sex education program to him. She wondered if he would think that she had lost her mind? The idea sounded logical to her. But she was just fresh from having the young boy in her. That feeling bouyed her up and made her think differently.
Perhaps she was wrong. The doubt crept up on her. What was she really doing? Was she letting her own lust be shielded by what she thought was concern for her childrens' welfare? The conflict buffeted about in her mind.
But when she thought about the boy's body and how good he had felt inside of her ... she could not believe that what she was doing was wrong. Even if it was wrong, it could not be that bad. After all, she was not harming anyone. She was only teaching the boy what he needed to know.
How could she refuse to do the same for her own son? Bob, too, needed to know what it felt like to have a woman's vagina contracting around his hardened cock. She, his mother, could teach him that. It was her duty.
And with Melinda too, she needed to know how to take a man in her cunt. The girl would have to learn all the tricks of holding a man and making him happy.
Melinda should not have to learn that anywhere else but from her own parents. It would save her from all the terrible things that could happen to her on the street. Being fucked by her father would certainly be better than being raped!
The thoughts were becoming clearer to Betty. Teaching her children how to fuck was her duty!
There had to be some way that she could convince her husband of this. Bill would have to be made to see that they would have to do this for their children. It was their duty as parents to fuck their own children.
They owed it to them!
CHAPTER THREE
Betty looked at her naked body in the mirror. Even though she had born two children, she was still firm. There were only a few stretch marks across her stomach from carrying her children.
She felt her breasts. They only sagged slightly. She did not have that middle age drooping that happened to so many women. Of course, she could have used some firming up and perhaps more exercise, but her figure was still in relatively good shape.
Bill had been a little cold to her for the last few days. They had not fucked together in that time. Betty did not want to approach him about it. She wanted to figure out her plan first. He had to be convinced to teach Bob and Melinda how to fuck.
Tonight, as he lay in the bed, it looked like he might be ready for fucking. Betty knew that he wanted to when he let his body be exposed on top of the covers like he was doing now. She walked out of the bathroom and looked down at him.
His cock was resting over his balls. He was looking at the newspaper and acting nonchalant. She thought that he expected her to begin on him by sucking him off. She knew that he did not want to make the first move.
Betty went to the bed and sat on the edge of it. She stroked over his thighs with her hands.
His cock began to stir almost immediately. She knew that her husband was horny. He usually did not respond that quickly. Tonight he did.
His prick began to swell.
Betty took his cock in her hands and began to rub it gently. She felt the stiffness make it harder and harder as she touched, it. He put down the newspaper and sighed.
"Do you want me to blow you?"
"I'd like it if you want to do it, Betty."
"Look, Bill, you don't have to do me any favors. Either you would enjoy it or you wouldn't."
"Hey, you're pretty edgy, aren't you?"
"Oh, Bill, I just don't want to feel that you're so ho-hum about fucking me. I like to see that you really want me."
"Hell! Of course, I want you. Why the hell else would I be here? I want you!"
"You don't have to make it sound so hostile."
"All right, look, Betty, if you don't want to blow me then don't! I don't care."
"See, that's what I mean! You should care! How can you sit there and tell me that you don't care if I get your cock hard in my mouth or not?!"
"Oh, come on, it's no big thing."
"Yes, it is, Bill. I think that you're getting bored with me and you don't even know it."
"That's crazy!"
"No, it's not crazy. It happens to couples all the time. Everybody needs some diversion. It's only natural."
"Betty, are you telling me that you want to go and have an affair with somebody? Is that what I should do too?"
"Well, Bill, that's not exactly what I'm saying ... but we do need to have some variety in our lives."
"We should fuck other people, right? You want us to find total strangers to fuck, right?"
"No, Bill. We don't have to find complete strangers to give us some spice in our fucking. We can keep it right in the family."
"What?!!!"
"Yes, Bill. Our children need to know what it's like to fuck. We should get closer to them."
"You are out of your mind!!!"
Betty had been stroking her husband's cock. When the subject of the children came up, his prick had noticeably hardened.
She kept stroking and rubbing him. She knew that he would be easier to talk to if he was turned on. He would be more amenable to talking about sex if his cock felt good. Betty was going to make sure that he was getting good sensations where it counted!
Her hands caressed his balls. They slid along the shaft of his cock. She pressed on his groin lightly. All of the things that she was doing, she knew that he would like.
Bill's face showed his growing excitement. He was trying to be angry but the soft tingle in his cock and balls were thwarting him. It felt so good that he could not resist the wonderful feeling that was growing between his legs.
The stiffer his wife made his cock, the better he felt.
"Bill, honey, doesn't this feel good?"
"Ummm-hmmm...."
"There's nothing wrong with this. And there's nothing wrong with what I said before. Our kids know the score. They've already started experimenting with sex."
"If Melinda gets pregnant ... I'll ... I'll fix the boy!! I'll tear him apart!!"
"Bill, lover ... look at how hard you got when you said that! You really can't stand the thought of our daughter being fucked by anyone, can you? I think that you'd like to do it yourself."
"What?!!!!"
Betty worked very hard and carefully on his cock now. She bent and swiped at the tip of it with her tongue. She wanted to keep him very hot during this part of the talk. It made him easier to reach.
He had to succumb to his wife's sucking on his cock. The feelings that she was sending through him were coupled with what she said about their daughter.
He began to think about what it would be like to have that lovely, young Melinda on the end of his cock. His own daughter!! Could he ever fuck her?
Betty worked harder and more lustfully on his cock and balls. She made him sigh with pleasure. He began to fantasize that it was his daughter instead of his wife who was sucking on his manhood.
Bill began to thrust his hips up. He wanted to shove his hard cock farther into her moist mouth. But when he did that, Betty pulled her lips off the end of his prick.
"Ohhhh ... Don't stop, baby...."
"Don't worry, Bill, I'll bring you off the way that you want. I just want you to agree to think about this. It's something that both of us want to do. I think that the kids do too."
"Ohh, I don't know. It's hard to think straight now. I just want to shoot my wad."
"You will, dear. But just think ... think how this would feel if I were Melinda!"
Bill's cock strained in the air as she said that. His prick was ready to burst.
Betty went down on him immediately. She let the entire length of his cock thrust into her mouth. She began to suck on it. She pulled her lips along the shaft slowly but firmly.
Her tongue wet down his cock with long swipes. Her sucking and the licking made her husband moan. She knew what he liked. His balls were being massaged as she worked on his cock with her mouth.
Betty was giving Bill one of the best blow-jobs that she ever had! She was taking great care to do everything right. He was groaning and gyrating his hips around. His prick moved in her mouth. It bumped up against the back of her throat.
She sucked on him harder and harder. She caressed his balls in the most wonderful way. He moaned and sighed.
Then, his climax was suddenly upon them.
His cock spurted out his hot sperm into her mouth! Betty sucked and drank it down! She kept sucking on it and moving her tongue all over the exploding shaft!!
He had never felt her suck him off so expertly before!! His head was reeling! His hot cock felt like it was being pulled into her deep, moist throat! He loved it!
The tingle and pulling that started in his balls ran all the way through his cock and up to his stomach! He felt as though his manhood was squirting out of him! He felt his seed splash into his wife's mouth!
But he was thinking of his daughter. In his fantasy, there was his lovely twelve-year-old daughter on the end of his cock!
His hips slammed on the bed. He writhed and groaned. His wife was drinking the last dregs of his semen out of his cock.
They had talked for quite a while that night. They had decided that perhaps they could teach the children. Bill was still reluctant. Yet, he could not hide the way that he had felt.
It was obvious that he was hot for his daughter. He just did not want to admit it. Betty was gentle with him. She was careful not to mention fucking the children too starkly.
She felt marvelous the next morning. She had stayed awake even after Bill had fallen asleep. But the lack of rest did not bother her. She felt great!
Breakfast was quieter than usual. Bill could not bring himself to look either his son or his daughter in the eye. They did not know what the matter was.
The children had heard their father's groans last night. They had thought that he should be in a good mood this morning. He usually felt great the morning after they had heard him making sounds like that!
Betty made up in cheerfulness what her husband lacked ... or was unable to show. She knew that soon she would be able to test out her young son in her cunt.
The thought of fucking Bob made her tingle.
She looked at the body as he wolfed down his toast. He really was quite handsome. His chestnut colored hair was similar to his father's in the way that it looked. But Bob wore his much longer than Bill did. It looked good on the youngster.
Betty watched him eat and wondered how she would broach the subject of fucking with him. She decided that she would just have to wait for an opportune time.
The days seemed to drag until it happened. When it did, it was as natural and as easy as if the boy had known what his mother wanted all along.
Bob came home from school early one day. Betty was in the kitchen putting a roast in the oven.
"Hi, Mom."
"Hello, Bob. You're home early."
"Yeah. I want to talk to you."
"Why? Is something the matter?"
All of Betty's maternal instincts were alerted. Was he hurt? Had there been trouble at school? What about his sister? She thought of all the bad things that might be wrong.
But the boy only smiled at her. His mood was not one of impending disaster. Betty waited for him to speak.
"Mom, I don't know how to say this ... but...."
"What's wrong?"
"There's nothing wrong. I just want to know if what somebody told me is true."
"What's that, son?"
"Mom, was Eddy Carver here to collect for the paper last week when he should have been at school?"
Betty's heart began to pound! The boy had told! Eddy had told her son what they had done together!
"Here? Eddy here?"
"Yeah, Mom. Was Eddy here with you?"
"Uh ... yes, he was. Why?"
"Oh. I thought that he lied about it."
"What did he tell you, Bob?"
The boy smiled. His face reddened. He stared down at the floor. It was obvious that he did not know how to say it. The words would not come.
Betty looked at her son with fear and anguish in her heart! What had he been told? Did the boy that she fucked say such horrible things about her to her own son?
Her heart went out to him. Bob looked so uncomfortable and pained. He did not know how to tell her what he had learned. Betty wanted to help him.
She went to her son and put her arms around him. He was starting to cry! Betty wanted to comfort him. She took him in her arms and began to rock him. It was the same thing that she would do to him when he was a baby.
She sat down in a chair. The boy knelt beside her. His face was buried in her breast. He sobbed.
Betty cradled him with her arms. She held him and rubbed his hair with her hand. What could she say to him? The boy had been embarrassed by what he had heard. Now, he knew that what Eddy told him was true.
Bob felt horrible. He could not understand why his own mother had taken off her clothes and done those things with one of his friends! He knew that she should only do that with his father.
Her son sobbed in her lap. Betty could do nothing but hold him and try to make him feel better. After a while, he began to sniffle his tears dry. She knew that she had to talk to him. She had to explain to him.
"What did Eddy tell you, Bob?"
"Oh, Mom ... he told me everything!"
"Did he tell you that we were in the bedroom?"
"Y-yes ... and he told me what you did to him!"
"Bob! He didn't run away, you know. I didn't force that boy to do anything that he didn't want to!"
"Really?"
"Of course! Didn't he tell you that he had a very good time? Did he?"
"Well, he said that you knew what you were doing."
"And I do. Come on...."
"What?"
"Come with me, Bob."
Betty took her son by the hand and led him to her bedroom. She was going to show him exactly what happened. That was what she had been wanting to do anyway.
She sat down on the edge of the bed with the boy. He was still sniffling. She began to talk to him about sex. They talked about what men and women do together.
It was a good talk. She even got Bob to admit that he and his sister listened to her and her husband fucking! That was a very interesting piece of information for her to have! It showed her that she had been right about her children's sexuality. They were more advanced than it looked!
They talked about what it was like to be with someone. All the while, Betty held her son. She stroked his hair and his back. She was comforting him like a mother would. The boy leaned against her and let himself be comforted.
His body felt marvelous next to hers. She loved the firmness and the leanness of his young body.
His skin was smooth and soft. He did not yet have the hardened skin of a shaver's face.
She loved the way that his smooth face felt. She stroked him with a motherly touch. Her thoughts drifted to the times when he had been young. She remembered the way that his tiny penis looked when he was a year old.
Then, as if in a series of photographs, she saw how his penis had changed over the years as he grew up. Betty saw each of the years fly by as she saw his cock. She saw it when she would change him, or bathe him, or take him to the doctor.
She remembered all of those times. But she had not seen her son naked in the past three years or so. When he had reached ten or eleven, he developed that shyness. She was never able to look at his penis again.
The curiosity she had about how he looked now welled up in her. She wanted to know how he had grown. She wanted to see if he had the penis of a man. Would it be grown? ... or would it still be the soft appendage of a boy?
Betty wanted to see her son's cock.
She did not want to upset him any more than he was. But he would have to learn. He would have to accept that she wanted to fuck with him. He would not be embarrassed anymore when he found out how much fun it would be!
She had a natural motherly love for the boy. Now she wanted to show him another kind of love.
Betty wanted to show him the adult love that she had for him as well.
She wanted to show her son that his body and hers could mingle. They could fuck together. There was nothing wrong with that. She wanted to fuck her son out of an act of love.
Betty's hands began to roam over her son's body.
She no longer confined herself to the neutral areas of his body. When she ran her hands down his back ... she let them trail as far as the crack of his ass. When she touched his arm ... she went farther to his thighs.
The boy stiffened as he felt his mother begin to touch him in the places that were new to him. Only his sister had ever run her hands over some of these parts of his body. It made him tingle to feel it, but he did not know what to do.
Bob did not know what the feeling meant. Of course, he had felt such tingling when he rubbed his penis himself or when his sister played with him. But this was different. Having his mother do it to him made his heart race!
The boy had never been this close to a full-grown woman before! And it was his mother!
He loved her ... but what was he supposed to do with his feelings? Her touch was like fire on his body!
"Bob, I want to teach you. I want to show you what it's like to love a woman."
"Oh, Mom...."
"Let me show you, son. There's nothing to be afraid of. I'll show you what to do."
"Mom...."
"Just relax, Bob. Let me teach you."
The boy tried to relax. He wanted to trust his mother. He wanted to let her show him what to do. But he was burning up with desire! The boy did not know it. He was not yet mature enough to even label what he was feeling.
His cock was hardening in his pants. His mother's touch was making him very excited! The boy was breathing heavily and was starting to pant.
Betty kept caressing him. Her hands wandered all over him. She did not touch him on his crotch yet. She wanted to let him get familiar with her touch first. She wanted him to relax more so that he would not be too nervous.
Her own juices were beginning to flow. Holding her son close like this was what she had been waiting to do. His young body was hot next to hers. It made her feel marvelous!
She wanted him! She wanted her son! His tender young body would feel so wonderful on her! She wanted to have his prick inside of her! Her cunt ached for him!
Betty laid back on the bed. She kept her son in her arms and took him down with her. They lay next to each other. The boy was on his back. She lay on her side facing him. Her hand kept running over his body.
She knew that she wanted to see him naked. She looked at the bulge between his legs. His jeans were holding his cock in place. It would spring forth when she released the zipper.
Was he ready?
Could Betty begin to peel the clothing off her strapping young son? She wanted to. She needed to see him.
Betty squeezed her thighs together as she looked at her son.
CHAPTER FOUR
Betty wanted to take the clothing off of her son. His jeans and shirt were a barrier between her and his delicious body. Her hands were moving high on his thighs.
The boy had his eyes closed and his head turned away from his mother. He was trembling with excitement.
"It'll be all right, Bob. I want to see you."
"Oh, Mom...."
"I'm going to take off your clothes just like I used to do when you were little."
Bob tensed up. The thought of being exposed in front of his mother was frightening. He wanted to do it. He wanted to feel her hands on his flesh. Yet, he was afraid.
Betty unbuttoned his shirt. She peeled it off him. His perspiration had made it stick to his back.
His skin was smooth and soft. She kissed his back. The goose bumps sprang up on him. Her lips were cool and soft on him. He had never felt anything so wonderful!
Bob had his eyes closed so that he could not see what his mother was doing. She took off her own top and bra so that her big breasts hung free.
Then she began to take off his pants. She pulled both the jeans and his underwear at the same time. In an instant, he was exposed before his mother!
She hurriedly took off her skirt. She settled beside him again and looked at his body. It was gorgeous!!
His cock was standing straight up in the air. There was already a bead of semen on the tip of his penis. It stood there shimmering like a liquid jewel on the round head.
It was glorious!
Betty could not contain herself any longer. She had to have her son!
Her tongue snaked out and licked the gleaming drop on his prick. The boy groaned. She did not stop there. Her mouth covered the head of his hard rod.
Even that was too much for the boy. He shot off! His mother hungrily drank down the hot fluid that jetted out of him. The forceful spray splattered into her throat.
She sucked on him. She licked him. She drank him dry!
Bob twisted about and moaned. His hands clenched at the sheets of the bed. His hips gyrated from side to side! But his mother did not lose him. She closed her lips gently but firmly around his cock. She stayed with him until he finished.
Betty felt the boy's cock soften in her mouth. But it did not become completely flaccid. She knew that he would be good for at least another climax.
"Did you like that, son?"
"Ummmm...."
"You have much to learn, Bob. I'm your mother. I'm the one who should teach you."
"It felt so funny, Mom."
"Yes, dear. But that tingling that you must have felt is what it's supposed to be like."
"Oh."
"Don't be afraid. I want to feel you some more. See, if I rub you again, you'll get hard."
"Ohhhh...."
"There. Doesn't that feel good? Here ... I'll rub on your fine balls. They feel so lovely there in your sac. You have a very good cock, son."
"Really?"
"Yes. I'm proud of you."
Betty massaged her son until his young meat was stiffening again. The boy was moaning quietly. She was enthralled with the action of his cock. She loved to watch it swell.
It was almost completely hard. The caress of her hands on his shaft sent waves of hot flashes through his balls and cock. His whole body was vibrating in hot expectation.
Betty knew that she had to work fast if she wanted to feel her son climax in her cunt. But she knew that he was still frightened. It would be better for her to take the lead this first time.
She got up on her knees and straddled the boy. She looked down at his hard cock straining up at her. She could see the slit on his cockhead where his young seed would pour forth.
Betty held his cock in one of her hands. She would guide it into her juicy hole. She prepared to lower herself onto that stiff cock of her son.
"I'm going to fuck you now, Bob. I want to feel you inside of me. You'll see how wonderful it will be."
"Mom...."
"Don't worry, son. Just relax and feel how good it will be, I have a hot, wet hole that will feel marvelous on this great cock of yours."
The boy kept his eyes shut. Betty did not know if she should insist on his watching his first. Then she decided that there would be many times to come. She would let him indulge his embarrassment for this time.
Betty began to lower herself. Her cunt was so wet that little rivulets of juice flowed down the inside of her thighs. She was almost steaming!
As she got nearer to his cock, he felt the heat coming from her widened hole! The boy tensed up. This was going to be it! All that he had heard through the walls was going to be shown to him now by his mother!
The boy gulped in anticipation.
His mother's cunt got nearer to his cock.
Then, there was contact! The big tip of his prick met the sticky wet hole!
He groaned! Betty did not waste any time. She let her hips come down over him. She did it as slowly as she could. But she was afraid that he would come too soon.
She felt her son's cock drive up into her! The shaft pressed out against her cunt walls! The sensation was marvelous! She pressed down hard on him!
His shaft was all the way inside of her! She pressed hard so that the head of his prick lodged itself at the back of her vagina! The boy groaned!
"This is it, son! You're in me! It's wonderful! You feel so wonderfully hard! You're filling me up!"
"Ohhh ... Mother!"
"Yes, son. OH! It's so good! You're so hard."
"OHHHHHH...."
"Easy, Bob. Don't thrash around so! Move your hips. Go up and down with them!"
"AHHHH...."
"Not yet, Bob!"
But the boy was too excited. The thought of being in his mother's cunt was too much for him! His cock was swelling inside of her. She felt it expand!
Betty loved the feeling of her son growing in her. She knew that he would shoot soon. Oh! It was so marvelous! His cock was hard but velvety smooth.
She was hot to cum. She moved her hips so that his cock pulled in and out of her. Her muscles clamped around his cock.
She reached for his balls with her hand.
That did it! The boy grimaced and cried out!! His fists clenched at the sheets! His hips rolled from side to side!!
He was cumming!
Betty felt his hot seed spew into her cunt!!
Her son was fucking her! His semen drenched her cunt!! Once ... twice ... the sperm bathed her insides!
She felt his hot, bubbling young manhood splash into her cunt! His cock was lunging and convulsing in her! She tightened her muscles to hold him in place!
"OOOOOOOOOhhhhhh...."
"OH! YES! Do it to me, son!! Fuck me!"
"AHHHHHHHHHhhhh...."
"Yes! I feel you! Let it come into me!!"
Betty rocked her hips on the boy. She slammed down hard on his cock! She felt the hard shaft impale her!
Then again! For the third time, the boy sent a load of semen into his mother!
She cried out! Her activity had massaged her clitoris! She was dimming too! The walls of her cunt contracted on the boy's hard rod!
They both cried out!
When Betty finally rolled off of her son, they were both panting like steam engines. The boy just lay there on his back. His cock hung limply over his balls.
She could feel the thick liquid that frothed between her legs. Her crotch was soaking wet with the juices of them both. His cock too was wet and shiny. His balls were dripping with cum.
They had stained the sheets. The essence of the mother and her son was there. The room smelled of sex.
They both lay there with their chests heaving. It had been a good fuck for them both. The boy would still not open his eyes. He felt good, but strange. He did not yet know what all of his feelings meant.
He had just shot-off inside of his mother.
The boy did not know what to think about that.
Betty had far fewer qualms than her son did. She had loved feeling him inside of her. It was as if he had returned to her womb from where he came.
"Are you all right, Bob?"
"Yeah, Mom...."
"Did you like it?"
"Yeah...."
"I thought that you were very good. You have a fine cock. All you need to do is learn."
"Really?"
"Yes, Bob. I think that any woman would love to fuck with you. I'll teach you all you need to know."
"Are we going to do this again, Mom?"
"Yes."
"What about Melinda?"
"Your father will take care of her. He's going to teach her how to fuck too."
"She'll like that."
"That's good. We'll all be sleeping together then. I think that will be fine."
"Mom?"
"Yes, Bob."
"Do other families do this?"
"Yes, I'm sure that they do, son. No one ever talks about it, that's all. Many families fuck."
"Oh."
Betty gave her son one final kiss on the lips. She kissed him lightly but securely. Her tongue moved over his lips to moisten them. The boy did not move.
She dressed herself and then she dressed the boy. There was a new motherly need in her to take care of him. She wanted him to be comfortable. Perhaps she was babying the young boy who had just let his seed go inside of her.
Betty could not help it. She felt so close to her son now that she had fucked him. It was as if there was a new bond between them.
She held his hand as they walked back to the kitchen together. They talked together while she finished preparing dinner. It was good between them. Bob calmed down so that he was not so shy with her anymore.
Betty knew that it was all right.
Betty did not tell her husband that she had already fucked their son. She thought that it would make him too nervous. All she did was prod him to get to Melinda.
She knew that once Bill had fucked their daughter, he would feel better about it. He would lose his nervousness over their incest once he did it to her.
Bob had already told his sister that he had fucked with their mother. Melinda was envious of him. She felt left out since days had already gone by without her father having made any advances to her.
But then it was the weekend. Bill would not have to get up and go to work. He knew that this would be the day to do it. He was nervous.
Betty knew that he was planning to fuck Melinda when he asked her to go to the car wash with him. The girl had happily agreed. She, too, thought that when they were alone her father would show her the joys of sex.
As they pulled out of the driveway, the mother turned to her son. She planned to feel him in her again while Bill was fucking their daughter.
Betty did not waste any time getting Bob into the bedroom for their second fuck. It would be a good day to explore more than they had the first time together.
The boy was more eager than frightened this time.
Bill had driven his daughter out of town. They stopped on the banks of a small stream. There was no one else around there. They were all alone.
"It's nice here, Daddy."
"Uh, yeah. I ... ah ... I thought that you might like to just sit for a while."
"As long as I'm with you, Daddy, I don't care what we do. I like being with you."
"Uh ... Well, that's very nice to hear."
"But you know that, don't you?"
"Well, Melinda, your old dad likes to hear those good things from you whenever I can."
"Oh, Daddy! You're not old!"
"HA! Thanks again. But sometimes I feel like I'm over the hill. I remember when you were just a little girl like it was only the other day. Now ... now you're almost a woman."
"Well ... not yet."
"What do you think that it takes to be a woman?"
"I think that ... I think that you have to be, you know, with a man to be a woman."
"What do you mean by that, Melinda?"
"Oh, you know, Daddy!"
"Have you ever been like that? I mean have you ever fooled around with the boys that you know?"
"Not really, Daddy."
"What?"
"I never let a boy do anything bad to me, Daddy. I never did the things that grown-ups do."
"That's good, dear."
"I don't know how...."
Bill started to perspire. His daughter was giving him a perfect opening to get to her with. It would be easy for him just to say that he would teach her how to be a woman.
But he could not find the words. He could feel his cock get harder in his pants. His daughter was so lovely! Her dirty-blonde hair was long and framed her freckled face beautifully.
Just looking at her made his mouth water. How he wanted to get his cock into the girl!
"Uh ... you know, Melinda, you'll have to learn how to ... how to do those things someday."
"I know, Daddy."
"Uh ... I'll ... I'll...."
The words failed him. His growing excitement and his daughter's closeness to him in the front seat made him unable to go on. He wanted her so badly!
He finally had to let his actions speak for him. He grabbed the girl and held her tightly. To his surprise, his daughter responded to him. Her little arms clung around his neck.
"Oh, Melinda, Melinda!"
"Daddy!"
In an instant, he had moved her onto his lap. She was facing him and still slung to his neck. He arranged her legs so that she was straddling his crotch and hips.
He moved his hips up toward her. Her little cunt pressed on his cock. It was wonderful! Her body was so small! The pressure of her on him was light yet seductive.
He felt her breath in his ear. It turned him on! His prick was straining at the zipper of his pants. He had to have her! He had to fuck his daughter!!
She was moving her hips around and around on him. She was doing it so well that he hardly could believe that she had never done this before! But, of course, Melinda had. She and her brother had been practicing these motions for months!
The girl was ecstatic that her father was finally doing this to her. She wanted him to show her how to be a woman! Melinda could feel the material of his pants rubbing against her clit. It felt wet down at her cunt.
Bill could not stand it anymore. He had to get her so that he could fuck her. He knew that if the girl were a virgin, he would not be able to get into her tight box from this position. He would need her on the ground!
"Come on, Melinda."
"Where are we going, Daddy?"
"Out on the ground where we have more room."
"Oh, yes!"
Bill grabbed a blanket from the back seat and threw it on the ground. He did not waste any time getting her down. In an instant, his daughter was on the ground with her panties off and her legs spread.
He was unzipping his pants as he supported himself on his knees between her legs. His cock jumped out. It was long and hard. It felt like a piece of steel!
"Oh, Daddy! It's so big!"
"Yeh, baby. And I'm going to put it in you!"
"Ohhh, Daddy! But won't it hurt me?"
"It might, Melinda. But it's soft."
"Oh, no! It looks so hard!"
"Feel it. The skin of it is very soft."
The girl reached out and touched her father's prick. She was truly amazed at the softness of the skin. It made her feel a little better. But she was still leery of its size and stiffness.
"Don't worry, dear, I'll try not to hurt you too much."
"Oh, Daddy, I don't care. I want to do the same things to me that you do to mommy."
"Oh, yeah...."
Bill was hot to get into his daughter's cunt. He knew that it would be a tight fit. He really did not want to cause her any bad pain. It would be better if he widened her a little. He "controlled himself as he put his hand to her crotch.
He was surprised to feel how wet the girl was!
He began to move his hand on her. He stuck a finger into her hole. The girl squealed with delight. He moved his finger around in her wet hole.
CHAPTER FIVE
Bill had used both fingers to widen his daughter's cunt. She sighed with pleasure at this gentle stretching.
Now he was ready to fuck her. He knew that he could not hold out much longer. His cock was beginning to throb. He wanted to get it into Melinda as soon as he could.
"Now, tilt your hips up toward me, Melinda."
"Like this, Daddy?"
"Yes, that's good. I'm going to put my thing inside of you now. It might feel strange to you."
"Oh, it's so big...."
"Yes. But just stay relaxed and it won't hurt you as much."
"Okay, Daddy."
The girl was in a perfect position for him to enter her. He brought his cock to the lips of her cunt. She moaned when she felt the big tip try to lodge itself in her. The big, round head moved forward, parting the entrance to her cunt.
"Ohhh! I feel you, Daddy!"
"Yes, baby ... and you'll feel more."
Bill was very excited. He had wanted to take her slowly. He wanted to let his prick slowly dig into her. But he was so turned on that he would have to thrust more than he had planned.
The thick cock moved into her. The girl tightened and moaned. He stopped and made her relax. Then he started again.
His hips applied pressure on his big boner. He drove slowly into his daughter. She moaned and told him that he hurt her. He did not stop this time. Bill was too excited!
"OW! Daddy, it hurts!"
"Stay still, Melinda! And relax!"
The girl tried to do as her father said. But the pain was becoming too great! His thick machine was tearing at her small cunt walls painfully!
He pushed into her hard! His shaft sunk into her box! He did not let up. He kept shoving his cock into her! It disappeared slowly out of sight. The girl squirmed around. She was moaning. Her motions excited him!
His cock was shoving into her. She cried for him to stop! But he could not. He had already gone too far! His prick was hot and throbbing! He had to have her! He had to slam his cock to the back of her small cunt! He pushed ... she screamed!
Bill felt that the round head of his prick was at the back of her cunt already! There was still two inches of his shaft that was not buried in her! He was tingling all over! He had to fuck her! He had to doit!
"OWWWW! Daddy! Not so hard!"
"I've ... I've got to!"
He started to stroke in her. He pulled out his big cock to the head and then he rammed into her! The girl screamed out from under him! He did not want to hurt his own daughter, but he could not help himself! His instinct took over. The feel of her tightness around his cock was wonderful!
Bill thrust and pulled ... thrust and pulled!! Melinda screamed out in pain!
The motions of his sturdy cock were making the girl writhe and contort under him. He kept slamming into her. She was so tight that his cock ached!!
Again and again he hammered away at her tight box! The tears were streaming down Melinda's face. She sobbed.
His cock was ramming against the back of her vagina. He still could not bury all of his shaft in her. But that was what he tried to do. It was instinctive for him to want to feel his groin up against her sparse pubic hairs.
He kept it up mercilessly. In his mind, he felt sorry that he was hurting her. But in his cock and balls, he wanted to slam into her with all the strength he had!
Then he felt the welling up from his balls. His cock swelled in her tight cunt. The girl felt it. She groaned ... this time more with pleasure than with pain.
Bill stopped yanking his prick out to the head. He stroked into her with shallower thrusts. His rhythm became jerky. His hips were under the control of his furious passion.
He moaned long and loud! His asscheeks tightened! It happened! He was coming!
Melinda felt the boiling semen stream into her like the flow of a fire hose! She liked the feel of it because it made the pain in her cunt lessen.
Bill gritted his teeth and felt the wondrous streaming out of his manhood into his daughter!
It was wonderful! His cock pumped more and more sperm into the girl!! He had done it! He had fucked his daughter!!
It was the best lay that Bill had in years!
They had lain together there on the blanket. Bill used his handkerchief to wipe off his daughter's cunt. The liquid was oozing out of her. It was a mixture of his semen and her blood and juice.
He had taken his daughter's virginity.
The girl was glad that it had been him. The pain had been bad for her, but she did not mind. If there had to be pain, she was glad that she had borne it from her father.
Melinda's cunt still ached and throbbed as her father tenderly wiped it dry for her. She felt like she would not be able to stand up at all. But she did not have to yet.
Bill was blowing on her cunt. It helped to take the sting away from it. Then he kissed it. Melinda loved the way that her father's lips felt on her cunt. They were soft and cooling.
He tried to make her more comfortable. He dried her tears. They smiled at each other.
"I'm sorry that I hurt you so much, Melinda."
"It's all right, Daddy. It feels better now. I hope that I did it okay for you."
"You were perfect, dear."
"Really, Daddy?"
"Yes."
"I wonder what Mommy and Bob are doing?"
"What do you mean, Melinda?"
"I'll bet that they're doing the same thing that we are right now, Daddy."
Bill felt the anger well up in him. He had forgotten that his wife would be fucking his son. For some unknown reason it seemed so wrong to him. It seemed so dirty.
He did not like the thought of the young boy being in his wife at all. The fact that it was his son was even worse!
Bill did not realize that he was angry about the incest of it all. It was the fact that there was another hard cock in his wife that was really getting to him! He did not want her to feel another penis in her!
He was afraid that it would feel better than his did to her. He did not want to be bested by his own son! The shame of being out-fucked would be too much for him to bear.
He suddenly felt very competitive with his son. He wanted to know how the boy fucked. It was like a burning desire in him suddenly to see the boy. He wanted to watch how he fucked.
Bill had his daughter get dressed. He wanted to get back to town as fast as he could. Melinda wanted to linger with her father. She wanted to touch him.
"Let's get going, Melinda."
"But, Daddy, can't I look at you?"
"Not now."
"But I want to see you the way that Bob lets me look at him. It's a lot of fun."
"What? He lets you see him? Down there?"
"Sure, Daddy. Bob and me play naked a lot."
"What?? I'll kill him!"
"Daddy! What's wrong? Why are you so mad?"
"You and your brother should have never done things like that! Did he ever want to get inside of you?"
"No, Daddy."
"Tell me the truth!!"
"I am, Daddy. All we ever did was to touch each other and stuff. Bob never got inside of me."
"We'll see about this!"
Bill could hardly control his rage. He could not wait to get back to the house and see what was going on. As he drove back to town, he had visions of his wife and his son together. He thought that he would walk in on them while they were fucking!
Melinda was right behind him when he threw open the door to the house. There was no one in the living room.
Bill raced for the bedroom. The door was closed. He was sure that he had them! He burst through the door. It slammed against the wall, straining on its hinges.
They were lying on the bed. His wife and his son were both fully clothed. They were asleep.
Bill stood there staring at them. His rage was futile. He did not find what he expected to find. Melinda looked up at him by his side. She did not know what he was doing.
The noise had awakened Betty. She stretched lazily and opened her eyes. She saw her husband and daughter and smiled.
"Did you two have a good time?"
"Oh, yes, Mommy!"
"Are you all right, Melinda?"
"I hurt a little bit, but I'm okay."
"That's a good girl."
"Uh-uh, Mommy. I'm a woman now!"
Betty laughed at her daughter and hugged her. She smiled glowingly at her husband. He glowered back at her.
Betty knew instantly what was wrong. She knew that her husband did not like the fact that he had found her asleep on their bed with their son. She knew that she would have to treat Bill gently for a while.
The idea of incest was easier for her to take than it was for her husband. She would have to convince him that everything was all right.
Bob was beginning to wake up. He had been dreaming about the fuck that he had just had with his mother. It was wonderful. She had let him be on top this time. She had told him exactly what to do to her.
The boy's cock had been strong and hard. He had fucked his mother better than the first time. He had been able to stroke into her a few times before he ejaculated.
Bob was well satisfied with the fuck. His mother said that she had been too.
And she was. Betty had thrilled to having her son's cock in her cunt. She was pleased with the way that he had calmed down since the first time. She knew that Bob would be a real lady-pleaser when he had more experience.
But now she was worried.
Betty knew that Bill was furious. She saw the way that he watched the boy stretch and yawn. Her instinct told her that she better get up quickly.
She got off the bed. She took Melinda by the hand and went to the mirror to comb her hair. Betty was trying to act nonchalant.
But she saw that the boy too had felt his father's wrath. He got up slowly from the bed. Bill placed himself squarely in front of the boy. He blocked his way to the door.
Betty tried to think fast. Bill had his hands on his hips. It looked like he was spoiling for a fight with the boy. Bob stood directly in front of his father and looked him in the eye.
The two of them looked like they were squaring off for a fight. Betty did not want to see that happen. She rushed to her husband. She took him by the arm and reached up and kissed him.
But Bill would not be distracted. He remained as still as stone staring at the boy. He acted like he was oblivious to his wife who was trying to be sweet to him.
"I missed you, Bill."
"Yeah...."
His voice was a growl. He never took his eyes from the boy for an instant. Betty was afraid that she would not be able to quietly deter him.
She decided that the best thing to do would be to just get the whole thing out in the open. The room was silent as a tomb. The four members of the family were waiting. They waited for something to happen.
They all knew that the mother had been fucking her son and the father had fucked his daughter. Everyone knew it, but no one would talk about it.
Betty had to break the ice. She knew that if she did not do something Bill's macho instincts would force him to do something that they all would be sorry for later. She did not want him to hurt her son.
"Okay, Bill, what's going on?"
"What?? You've got the nerve to ask me that when I come home and find you and him in the same bed?!"
"It's no surprise to you, is it?"
"I didn't know that you had started already!"
"And what about you, Bill? You and Melinda were all alone this afternoon. Don't try to deny what happened!"
"Well ... I...."
"I know what happened, Bill. So why are you standing here looking like you're going to hit poor Bob?"
"I don't like this! I don't like his being with you at all!! I want it to stop!!"
"And what about you and Melinda? Will that stop too? Are you going to give up the good time you found in her?"
"Shut up, Betty, or I swear that I'll smash you one!!"
Both of the children went to their mother's side. They would stand to protect her. Bill looked shocked when he saw what they did. Betty knew that he was hurt by their action.
She knew that it was up to her to make it better. She went to him and put her arms around him. He just stood there. She kissed him tenderly.
Betty wanted all of them to see that Bill was still the father in the family. She wanted all of them to know that she loved him . ... including Bill!
He seemed to calm down a little. His masculinity was still suffering a little. But his wife's deference to him had really helped. She had done precisely the right thing.
Betty knew that it would help if they all got out of this bedroom. It was too suggestive to them all.
She took her husband by the arm and turned him around. She gently propelled him through the door. She motioned to the children to follow. When they all got to the living room, she breathed a little sigh of relief.
Betty knew that if they just let the topic lay for a while, it would blow over. She wanted to keep her family together. She did not want the fucking to pull them apart.
"Say, everybody, I've got an idea. Why don't we all go out to dinner and a movie?"
"Oh, that would be super, Mommy."
Melinda was the only one who showed any enthusiasm at first. But when Betty thrust the newspaper into her husband's hands and lightly told him and Bob to pick out a movie, things eased.
She and Melinda began to chatter on about what would be good to eat and what would not. They acted like it was a perfectly normal evening.
Soon, the atmosphere among them all had been changed. From one of brewing hostility and violence, the feeling had changed to family affection and calmness.
There was joking and laughter again. The two males were not squaring off at each other any more. It was comfortable again in the house.
Betty breathed a sigh of relief. She was glad that there was harmony in the family again. She would not have been able to tolerate any strife over the new things that they had done in the new pairs.
She knew that there would be more of it to come. She would have to watch her husband and her son both. The male ego was delicate, she knew that. She would have to take great care to see that her husband was not offended. Her son, too, would have to be protected from any hostility.
It was a big job for one housewife to handle.
Betty had already done very well. They all went out for Chinese food. After that, they went to a movie. It was a very enjoyable evening. It was like old times.
Betty was really the architect of the new plan with her family. She had single-handedly thought of the incestuous idea and put it into effect. This was quite a feat.
She was only a housewife. That was the way that ninety-nine percent of the people in the world would have thought of her. The adjective "only" would always be put in front of her title.
There were no academic degrees or honors that she had won. She was not an expert in anything. Betty had no claim to fame in the world at all.
Yet, like so many "just" housewives, Betty was a genius.
She had a way of dealing with her family that was uncommonly fine and intelligent. The way she knew their behavior would have rivaled the information that the best psychologist could have gleaned from them.
Betty was a student of human behavior without even knowing that she was. She had a sense of timing that was unique. There was always a time for lightness and a time to get tough. She knew them both instinctively.
Such a trait is not easy to come by. One does not acquire it by reading in books. There are no degrees given in human understanding the way that Betty knew it.
She was a genius in public relations.
Betty was the kind of a housewife who never took the credit for anything that she did. She did not think that she did anything well because there was no tangible product for her skill. But she knew many things.
Of course, Betty was no saint. The incest that she had promoted in her family would be sinful to most women.
Yet, she had done it ... and she had done it well. She had made it so that her desires could be fulfilled right inside of the bonds of her family. Her desire for a new cock to satisfy her did not take her out onto the streets.
Betty was the kind of a woman who would rather keep her love and her bodily treasures in the family rather than lie under a stranger. That was the kind of loyalty that she had. Was it then so wrong that she fucked her son instead of a stranger?
This woman had done nothing wrong. It was not evil to teach your children how to fuck. She was de-mystifying sex for them. At least, that was what she told herself. She was keeping her lust in the family that she loved.
These were the reasons she gave herself to allay her guilt over the incest. Yes, she felt guilt. She was a normal woman, how could she not feel guilt?
But Betty could not help herself. She wanted to fuck her son and her daughter and her husband.
She needed to!
The conflict that raged in her head was silenced. She did not like to think about it.
CHAPTER SIX
Betty knew that the family fucking would have to be curtailed for a while. The scene between Bill and her son was too hot to take another chance with.
She had not realized how two males would fight over their masculinity so much in the same family. Father and son competing for the sexual attentions of the mother was something she had not planned on.
But Betty was a resourceful woman. She would devise a plan that would work. She had to be able to fuck both of them without hurting either of their feelings.
The summer was upon them and it would be time to take a trip into the country soon. Betty thought that this would be a perfect time for them all to get together.
She thought that if they were all together in the same cabin, it would be easier to work out some of the uncomfortable feelings. It was a good plan. All that she had to do was sell it to her family to get her way.
One night over dinner, when they had not fucked in nearly a week, Betty decided to bring it up. She wanted it to be well received by all of them.
"Where does everyone want to go on vacation this year? We have to plan soon."
"The mountains!"
"The shore!"
"Well, Bill, what about you?"
"I'd like to stay home and relax, Betty. It would be a lot less expensive than traveling."
"Aww, Daddy...."
"Yeah, Dad, come on...."
"Well, Betty ... it looks as though I'm outnumbered here. I suppose that we could afford something."
"That's good, Bill. I have some travel folders here. I think that we can pick out a nice spot."
"Okay."
"The way that we'll save money is if we all get in one cabin. That way, the cost will be kept down."
"That sounds good to me, Betty."
It had worked. They were all interested in going away together and staying in one, small cabin. Betty was pleased that her plan had worked so well.
The family had decided on a small mountain retreat that was right on a large lake. That way both Bob and Melinda could have what they wanted ... the shore and the mountains.
They all seemed to be working together very well. It was good to see harmony between them. Betty was confident that the trip would do them all good.
The day finally arrived when they would leave. They packed up the car and started on their way. It would only be a five hour trip to the cabin.
They had a good time on the way. They switched positions in the car and played word games with one another. There was a real spirit of family closeness. Betty was pleased that it was going so well.
But then something happened that was even better than she had ever hoped for. While she was driving the car, Bill and Melinda were together in the back seat. They began to play together, more like lovers than a father and a daughter.
Betty could see what they were doing in her rear-view mirror. At first, Bob was not aware of what was happening in the seat behind him. But as the sounds coming from there changed from playing to panting ... he knew what was going on.
BUI and Melinda had begun to feel each other up.
Betty had seen her husband reach across to caress their daughter's breast in the mirror. It had shocked her at first. She almost swerved the car right off the road.
But then Betty modulated her speed enough so that she could still watch them and keep the car safely on the road. It was quite a show that was going on back there!
Bob knew what was happening. He wanted to get in on the fun of watching. He was not afraid of his father anymore now. The boy did not want to keep turning around and peering into the back seat. Instead, he took the rear-view mirror and turned it so that he could watch them with his mother.
Betty and her son exchanged smiles. She put her hand on the boy's thigh ... high on it.
The sound of heavy breathing from the back seat got louder.
Bill had his head buried at his daughter's chest. He was sucking on her underdeveloped nipples. He would alternate from one side to the other. The little knobs were beginning to stand up hard and erect.
Melinda's small breasts were gleaming with her father's saliva as he sucked on her. The girl was giggling with delight and the tickling sensation. She loved it.
Bill was kissing her and licking like he wanted to cover every inch of her with the wetness from his mouth. Then he whispered something in her ear. She nodded her head vigorously up and down. She wanted to do whatever he had asked her.
Then Bill stopped leaning over the girl and sat upright in the seat. Betty and Bob watched intently from the front seat. Betty tried to keep her eyes on the road as much as she could.
Her husband had unzipped his pants. The sound of it going down could be heard clearly all over the car. Melinda giggled. Her father smiled at her sheepishly.
Then the girl's head disappeared from sight. She was heading down for Bill's lap. The girl was going to have her first taste of her father's cock!
The mother and son in the front seat started to get hot! They knew what the rest of the family was doing behind them. They were a little envious and also intrigued. It was the first time that family members would have sex in the presence of others.
They could hear what the father was telling his daughter to do. He did not try to lower his voice or disguise what was happening to him.
"All right, Melinda ... just lick it."
"Yes, Daddy."
"That's good, dear."
"Ohhh, Daddy. It tastes so good. It's like eating an ice cream cone!"
Betty and her son had to snicker at that. The girl was so innocent about what she was doing. She was truly a child who was learning from her father.
They did not even notice the laughter from the front seat. Bill and Melinda kept right on with what they were doing. The girl was licking her father's stiffening cock.
"That's good, Melinda. Now, you can open your mouth and take just the tip of it inside."
"Okay, Daddy."
"Ummmm, yes . ... "
The girl was happily licking on his cock with the head of it right inside of her mouth. The man was beginning to moan softly with the pleasure of it.
"Now suck on it. Take more of it in your mouth and suck on it like you would a popsicle."
"Um-hm."
The girl was obviously doing everything that her father told her to do. Betty and Bob were getting turned on in the front seat from just hearing them. They could not see anything anymore. All that was visible was Bill's smiling face.
The girl was doing a good job on her first blow-job. She was sucking as hard as she could on her father. The look on his face and his sighs proved that.
Bill kept telling his daughter. He would tell her when to go harder or deeper ... when to lick and when to suck. The girl was doing all these things to her father's hardening cock.
Bill nearly had a full erection. The veins on his cock were standing out along his shaft.
The head of his prick was round and full in the girl's mouth. It nearly filled up her mouth completely.
The sturdy shaft was thick and bulged in her. She could barely keep her lips closed around it. But the girl was doing her best to try.
"Ohhhh ... Melinda ... soon now ... harder!"
Betty let her hand slide to her son's crotch. The impending climax of her husband in the back seat was turning her on. Bob, too, was feeling his cock swell.
"Yes! Yes, Melinda that's right! OHHHHhh!"
They could see Bill's head begin to lurch from side to side. They knew that he was cumming back there. His face was all red and contorted from his orgasm.
He was groaning now.
"Ohhhh! Melinda ... swallow it!! Drink it all down!!"
Betty and her son could hear the sounds of the sucking and sloshing of his semen in his daughter's mouth. She was gurgling it down as best she could.
Betty's hand was working hard on her son's crotch. She could feel his hard shaft in his pants. The boy was hot to cum. So was Betty. She wished that she could just let go of the wheel and start to fuck with Bob.
But there was nothing that she could do. She had to content herself with massaging his cock. Then she took his hand and placed it up between her legs.
The mother and the son mutually masturbated while her husband spurted his sperm into their daughter's mouth in the back seat!
Bill was pressing his daughter's head down on his lap. The girl was almost gagging on his hugely swollen cock in her mouth. Its head was slamming against the back of her throat.
The semen that was squirting out of it splashed into her throat. She swallowed it gamely even though it tasted funny to her.
Bill was raising his hips off the back seat and shoving his cock high into her mouth. He wanted to get as much of it into Melinda as he could.
He was making loud noises of pure pleasure.
Betty and her son were working furiously at each other's crotch in the front seat. They used their hands like jack hammers on each other. They were hurrying to orgasm.
Betty clung to the steering wheel tightly with her left hand and massaged her son's cock with her right. She was doing a masterful job of both.
The car did not swerve and her son was getting very near to his own climax.
Betty felt her crotch begin to burn with desire. She wanted to feel the hot juices pour out of her.
Her cunt muscles were rapidly contracting as her climax drew near.
Bob was all red in the face. He was slumping in the seat. He was working his hips in the air in the motion of fucking. The boy, too, was near cumming.
Bill had screamed out his last drop of energy through his cock. He had let his manhood spew into his daughter. She had drunk up every drop of it.
In the front seat, Betty and Bob were both grunting to their orgasms. Betty brought the boy off first. She felt the warm stain of his juice spread under her hand.
The front of the boy's pants were soaked. He had cum without even taking his prick out! Betty was happy to see that she could bring him off like that.
Then she could concentrate on her own orgasm. She was right at the edge of her climax. Both of her hands clung to the steering wheel. Bob reached over with his right hand now and really gave it to her!
The increased pressure was what she had been waiting for. She gasped and hung onto the wheel. Her breath came in short heaves. She felt her cunt contract.
And then it happened!! She grasped the wheel firmly and pulled her hips off the seat! She was cumming!
Right there on the road while she was driving, she had an orgasm by her son's hand!
It had been wonderful! The boy smiled up at her. He was happy that he had been able to give his mother her climax while she was driving the car!
Bill and Melinda in the back seat were just finishing cleaning up. Some of the semen that Bill had shot off had gushed out of his daughter's mouth.
Both his pants and the seat were wet with his seed.
They were still talking softly and mopping it up when the mother and son in the front seat had their orgasms. All of them were satisfied now. Bill and Melinda had not eavesdropped on what had happened in the front seat, though.
The family had done it for the first time. They had all cum together for the first time. Well, it was in pairs ... but they were all in the same space of the car. Those were close quarters to be in for a double fuck!
By the time that they reached the cabin, they were much looser with each other in the sexual realm. Bill was still more stand-offish from the others. But that was no real damper on them.
Now when Betty spoke to her son, she could touch him. She would put her hand on his neck and massage it tenderly ... almost erotically. She could do things that would not be acceptable by most mothers.
Betty did not care what was acceptable and what was not. She was being fulfilled. This was what she wanted.
She tried to think that there was nothing wrong with what she was doing with her family. The only thing that they were sharing was the love that was between them.
It was not a crime to fulfill the love in the best way that they wanted to. Betty could not have been able to stand not fucking with her handsome son. He made her hot.
If it were not for Bob, she would be out on the street trying to find a man who would please her. But that was not what she really wanted. She wanted to remain loyal to her family.
Betty could stay close to her family if they all fucked together. That was important.
It was important for the children and it was important for the parents. The children needed to learn and the parents needed some sexual diversion.
It was the perfect arrangement.
Family fucking would keep them all together. It would not be the thing to divide them. At least Betty hoped that it would not be. She worried about Bill and Bob.
She knew that her husband was a jealous man. The thought of another cock being inside of his wife was something that he could hardly tolerate.
Betty was actually surprised that he had been doing as well as he had. Of course, he had not really been aware that they had masturbated each other in the car.
Bill had been so involved in what he was doing with Melinda that he did not bother with his wife and son in the front seat. It seemed as though he knew nothing about what they had done.
Betty did not trust her husband to remain so calm. She was worried about the day when he would turn on the boy. It would be terrible to see them fight together. Yet, that was what she was afraid would happen.
For now, things were calm among them. There was a good-natured spirit and feeling of love.
The cabin that they had rented was in a compound with about fifteen other cabins. Theirs was the closest to the lake. It was not very large. It was cozy and neat.
Other family groups who were there were not staying in one cabin as they were. Usually, parents were happy to be on vacation to fuck with each other in a different setting than their own bedroom. But not Bill and Betty.
With their new 'family fucking plan' they wanted to be as close to their children as they could. They knew that they were an integral part of their pleasure.
Within a few days, they were as friendly with the other couples as they could be. They did not want to get too close to the others.
They all knew that if they were discovered fucking each other, there would be trouble. It was not only against the law, but the outrage would be horrible.
Betty and Bill would be stoned or run out of town on a rail if the others knew what they were up to. They would think that doing such things with youngsters was not the best thing to do for them. But Betty and Bill knew better ... at least Betty did.
Bill was more afraid of public opinion. He was not as convinced as he would have liked to have been. He was not the kind of man to ignore what others said about him.
Betty was stronger than her husband was. She cared what other people thought, but she did not let it rule her life. She thought that as long as she did not get caught, it was all right.
If they had been caught, she would have been better able to defend herself than BUI. The conflict that raged in her could be quelled if she tried hard enough.
There was a part of her that needed to fuck with her entire family so much that she would do anything to keep it. But there was another part of her that knew it was wrong.
Betty would fight for her pleasure. Perhaps she could be so staunch about it because she had denied herself for so long. She was not a woman who had indulged her whims all her life.
Betty was only an ordinary woman with ordinary desires. But now she had made a move toward her own fulfillment. That included fucking with her children.
She had to fuck her children!
So when the vacationers from the other cabins asked why they had let the children stay in their cabin, she was not afraid. She replied with a straight face that they were very close. That was more of the truth than the people thought that they were getting! It was so true.
These other people started to talk among themselves. It was not bad talk ... but it was talk none the less. It made Betty and Bill's family stand out. They were different.
Even when the entire compound was frolicking in the water, this family stayed together. They would swim and float around all in a little group.
The others had no idea that they had a good reason for staying together. Bill was busy feeling up his daughter and Betty was hard at work jacking off her son. That was why they always swam around together!
Betty knew about the talk. She did not let it bother her. It was too important to her to keep what she had started. It was harder on Bill. He would make a point of hanging around with the men just to be in their crowd.
But they did what they wanted to anyway.
Melinda and Bob were very happy with the arrangement. They did not even mind being apart from kids their own age.
CHAPTER SEVEN
It had been an especially hot day at the cabin site. No one wanted to do anything. The only relief from the heat was in the water. But, even then, all one wanted to do was to float on his or her back.
Betty preferred to stay indoors. The scorching sun was too hot to be in. Their cabin was in the shadows of a large oak tree. It kept the cabin cool and a bit damp.
She was lying on the bed naked.
The feeling of the warm breeze that tickled over her was soothing. Betty was perfectly comfortable where she was. She was half-dozing and dreaming. Her dreams were all jumbled together and wild.
The thought that seemed to be uppermost in her mind was fucking. She thought about fucking her son, Bob. Then she thought about her husband. And finally, she thought about Melinda.
Betty had only had two lesbian encounters in her life. Neither of them was serious. They were both just the curiosity of young girls growing up.
The first one occurred when she was fifteen. She had been best friends with an exceptionally beautiful girl in high school. The girl's name was Laura. She had been the homecoming queen.
They stayed over at each others' houses a lot. They were inseparable. Then one night, it had just happened. They were spending the night at Laura's.
The two girls were talking about sex. They were wondering what it was like to have a man do to them what they had only heard about. Both girls were still virgins. Betty was very curious about sex.
She and Laura had explored each other's body. It was nothing more than simple touching. Both of them were still innocent girls. The memory of it made Betty feel good. It had been nice.
The other encounter that Betty had with another female happened considerably later. She was nineteen and had already fucked around with men a good deal. Orgasms and feeling good from sexual stimulation were no strangers to her.
Betty had double dated with a girl who was very worldly wise. Her name was Nancy. She had been around the world with her parents twice! Betty was very impressed with her. But Nancy was not only rich and beautiful, she was very likeable. Betty was flattered when Nancy took a liking to her.
They had both become a little drunk on their double date. But the way that they felt was nothing compared to their dates. Both of the boys were falling-down drunk! They had passed out next to the car. They were in a state park.
Betty remembered the feeling of attraction which had been so strong toward Nancy. The two young women sat and talked. They were enjoying each other. Then suddenly, Nancy put her hand on Betty's thigh.
A jolt of electricity had gone through her. Betty felt the wetness creep out of her cunt. That girl had turned her on with only the touch of her soft hand!
Betty felt surprised, even now when she looked back on the experience. Nancy had excited her to no end! The two of them had tumbled onto the grass and fucked. They were right on the other side of the car from their dates!
Nancy had rubbed Betty hard on the clitoris. Then she had used her mouth on her cunt so expertly, it was unbelievable!
Betty had been so excited then that she had cum in multiple orgasms! That was rare for her to do. Usually, it was only through masturbation that she could get exactly what she wanted.
Betty thought about that time with Nancy. She wondered if it could still be true for her today. She wondered if a girl now would affect her the same way? That old tingle was still alive between her legs.
Melinda was younger than the girls she had fucked with when she was younger. But she was her daughter!! That would make it all different. Betty thought that it would be better with her own daughter.
After all, she had said that she had to educate the children in the ways of sex. Her daughter should learn the ways of lesbianism if she was truly to know all the ways of sex.
Betty was beginning to think that to fuck Melinda would be an important thing to do.
In her half drowsy condition, she thought about the twelve-year-old's body. She remembered bathing her when she was a child. The girl had always had a nice shape. But now, like her son until she fucked him, she had not seen her daughter in years.
Even when Betty had told Melinda all about having her period, she had not seen her naked. When the girl learned about using internal sanitary devices, Betty had only told her what to do. She should fuck with her daughter so that she could see if she did it properly now.
Betty wondered how the girl would react to her suggestion. She did not want to alienate the girl. But worse than that, what about Bill?
Her husband would probably react more strongly than the girl to her mother's fucking her. If his machismo had been affected by her fucking their son, it would be worse with their daughter. No men reacted well to two women being together.
It would be especially hard on him if they liked it with each other! Imagine! A mother and daughter loving couple who fucked together in front of a husband! It would be unheard of!
But Betty knew what she wanted. The more that she thought about it, the more she wanted the girl.
As she lay there on the bed, she hoped that the girl would come in. It would be perfect if she could just have her there with her now. The men were down at the beach. But so was Melinda.
Betty knew that if she wanted the girl, she would have to go and get her. That did not appeal to her. But it would have to be done if she wanted to fuck her.
Melinda had not reacted badly to her mother's suggestion at all. The girl had been eager to try out sex with another female. That had surprised Betty.
Times must have changed since she was a girl. There did not seem to be the taboo against lesbianism that she had been raised with. Her daughter was happy with the idea of it.
Betty was still lying on the bed naked when her daughter came to the cabin. Melinda stood in the doorway and looked at her. It had been a long time since she had seen her mother naked.
In fact, Melinda could not really remember having seen her mother naked like this. She was certain that she must have. She just could not remember it now.
"Come in, Melinda."
"Hi Mom, what's up?"
"I want to talk to you about something."
"What?"
"What would you think about two women having sex together?"
"Groovy!"
It had been as easy as that for Betty. She had been very surprised by her daughter's willingness.
Melinda curled up next to her mother's naked body. She buried her face in her breasts. Before either of them knew it ... the girl was suckling on her!
Melinda had gravitated to her natural state. She was sucking on her mother's breasts the way that she had done when she was an infant.
Betty liked the feeling! It was amazing how good the twelve-year-old felt sucking on her. It made her moan with delight. She caressed the girl's head as she did it.
After a time, she turned the girl over on her back. Melinda lay there smiling as her mother explored her body. The woman's hands rubbed all over the girl.
They were on her budding breasts. They ran down her soft, young stomach to the sparse pubic hairs that she had. Betty let her hands play there for a while. Melinda giggled.
Betty moved down to play with her cunt lips. The girl made little gurgling noises in her throat. Her mother knew that she was enjoying this! It made her feel good that the girl liked what she was doing to her.
Her fingers played around the opening to the still-small cunt. The girl groaned. Betty probed further. Her fingers were going to separate the lips of the girl's hole. But she hesitated. She wanted the girl to really want it!
Then she reversed direction. Instead of going into her as it seemed she would, she headed toward the clit with her fingers. She started a circular motion on the girl. Immediately, she reacted to it.
Melinda smiled and wiggled her hips. Betty rubbed harder on her. She wanted the girl to really feel what it was like to have a good finger-fucking.
Betty knew that most men ignored what women liked to have done to them. The clit was a tiny piece of flesh which usually got passed over. It was usually manipulated only indirectly by the penis stroking in and out of the cunt hole.
Betty liked that feeling. But sometimes it was good to have the clit touched directly and firmly. This was what she wanted her daughter to learn.
If the girl had already been masturbating, she would already know this herself. But if she had not yet discovered it, then this would be a treat. Whatever the case was, Melinda was obviously enjoying herself.
Betty kept the pressure increasing on the girl. She squirmed under the ministrations of her mother's expert hands. It was certainly making her feel good!
Betty began to feel the wetness from her daughter's hole get more and more sticky. The girl was getting more excited as her mother rubbed her.
Now Betty started to really work on the girl. She not only rubbed her clit hard, but she moved her hand around. She darted her fingers from her clit to just inside of her hole and then back again! She did it hard and fast.
The girl began to move her hips all around when her mother did this to her. The sensations that were shooting through her cunt were like nothing that she had ever felt before. It was the most wonderful she had ever had!!
Melinda groaned and moaned. Betty worked on her faster and faster! The wetness that poured out of the girl made her fingers squish around as they rubbed her.
The girl began to tense her body! Her back arched!
She thrust her cunt out toward her mother! She was whimpering softly!
Betty knew that her daughter was going to have a whopping big orgasm! She stayed right with her. She did not let her fingers lose the rhythm on her cunt for an instant!!
Melinda trembled! She clutched at the bed covers with her clenched fists! She panted!
Then again!! The girl came again!!
And once more! Melinda cried out as the last orgasm ripped out of her cunt!!
Her mother had rubbed her perfectly!! She had brought her daughter to three screeching orgasms!! The girl had never felt ecstasy like this before!
Her mother was better than her father at fucking her!!
The girl could not believe it. It was too wonderful for her to even express! "Ohh ... Mommy!!"
"Yes, dear. Do you like it?"
"Ohhhhh!!"
Betty did not want to let her go. She wanted to keep giving the girl orgasm after orgasm. It made her feel good to produce such a strong reaction in her.
The two women shared a special feeling between them after that day. It was as if something new had been added to the way that they felt about each other.
There were no longer just a mother and a daughter who shared the same family. They were more like lovers now. They were concerned with the sexual pleasure of the other.
It was like the feeling that she shared with her son now. It was perfect! This was exactly what she had hoped would happen. She had wanted to make her children closer to her. It seemed to be happening.
Betty was only worried about what Bill would say when he found out what she had done with Melinda. She was especially fearful since the girl had told her that it was better with her than it had been with him.
That was what she did not want Bill to find out. She knew that he was fond of her. She did not want him to be angry at the girl. They should keep the good feeling that they had between them.
Betty did not want Bill's feelings to be hurt. She knew that his pride would be riled if he found out that his wife could fuck his daughter better than he could!
Betty would have to devise some kind of a plan where she would be able to get her husband to accept what she had done with her daughter. There had to be a way!
Things had been good between them.
Each of the parents would spend time fucking with the opposite sexed children. They would always return to their own beds after they had fucked though.
Betty wondered if she could get a gang-bang going between them all. It would be the easiest way to get all of them out in the open with each other.
The only time that there had been any open sex was when Melinda had sucked off her father in the car. That had not really been the way that Betty wanted it.
She would like to have them all in the same bed together. It would be marvelous to feel those youngsters' bodies next to hers and Bill's. They could have such fun together! Betty was sure that it was a good idea.
The opportunity would have to present itself sometime. She would just have to be ready to seize it when it came along.
She knew that the children would want to do it. They had already explore each other's body even before they had fucked their parents.
The problem, as usual, was with Bill. Betty was not sure that she could convince him of the good idea. He would probably not be willing to have them all fuck together in the same bed.
But perhaps something would happen to change his mind about that. Betty would watch for it. She would be ready when the opportunity presented itself.
The time came sooner than she would have hoped for.
It happened as a result of her husband walking in on her fucking their son. She and Bob were coupled in the children's room. The boy was buried deep in his mother.
Bill had seen this and flown into a rage! He had grabbed the boy right off of Betty's naked body.
He left her legs spread wide. Her cunt was suddenly empty of the hard rod that had been there. The boy had just been ready to shoot his load in her.
When his father snatched him out of his mother, his cock was already dribbling. With the shock of being taken out of that warm cunt, his cock shot!!
The jism spread all over the room!
It even squirted on Bill!!
He was furious!! He yelled at the boy to stop. But the poor youngster could not help it. His cock was pumping away like a fire hose. He could not stop it!
"You fucking bastard!! Stop that!!"
"Bill!! Leave him alone!!"
"I'll leave him alone like hell! I'll cut off his goddamn pecker before I do anything else!!"
"BUI!! Leave him alone!!"
"Shut up, Betty!!"
"The boy hasn't done anything wrong!!"
"Oh yeah? What do you call having his prick stuck inside of you, for shit's sake???"
"Oh, BILL!!"
"I tell you, boy, I'm going to beat the hell out of you!! I'll teach you!!"
Bill was getting ready to hit his own son as if he were in a barroom brawl!! Betty leapt off the bed and threw herself between them!
"BILL!! Stop it!! You've done the same thing to Melinda!! Have you forgotten where your cock has been??"
"QUIET!! Everybody will hear you!!"
What Betty had yelled out had shocked Bill out of his rage. He did not want the other people in the compound to know what they had been doing.
Betty had done the right thing again!! She had got him to stop his attack on their son. The boy was shaking.
Bob had shot his semen all over the room. Now, his cock was limp and hanging down. Betty was still naked. She thought that this was the best way for her to stay. This might be the time for her to put her plan into effect.
Melinda had come running into the room to see what all the yelling was about. She had run to her mother and buried her head in her breasts. Betty let her cling to her. It was then that she told Bill that he had no right to yell at Bob that way.
He had no right to yell since all of them had been sharing sex together. It stunned him. The impact of what she had told him had forced him to sit down on the edge of the bed with his head in his hands.
"You and Melinda too?"
"Yes, Bill."
"Holy shit...."
"What's the matter, Bill? We agreed to teach the children what we knew about sex."
"Yeah, but...."
"But what?"
"You know ... two women! That's not right!"
"Who says so? I'm not telling her that she should hate men. I'm only letting her experience what all forms of sex are like."
"But...."
"There's nothing wrong with that. After all, you know that I'm no lesbian!"
"I don't know what to think anymore. This whole thing has gotten out of hand, Betty!"
"No, it hasn't, Bill. You just have to understand that we have to teach the children whatever we can."
"That's not the reason you did that with Melinda. You just wanted to do it, that's all!"
"So?"
CHAPTER EIGHT
Bill had not wanted to believe what his wife was telling him at first. He did not want to accept that she had been fucking with their daughter.
But then, as he happened to look at his son ... an idea struck him. If Betty could fuck Melinda, why could he not fuck their son? After all, it was sex!!
He would make Betty eat her words! He would make her regret what she had said and done!! He would get her precious boy!! He would teach the boy!!
Bill began to grin evilly. Betty knew that he had something bad in mind. That look could only mean that he had revenge on his mind. She waited for the blow.
"All right, Betty. You're right. We should teach the kids all that there is to know about sex."
"Really, Bill?"
"Yeah. I think that Bob ought to learn more than he has already. He's nearly a man."
"What else does he have to learn?"
"He has to learn what it feels like to be buggered by a guy that's bigger than he is!"
"Oh, Bill! NO!"
"Oh, yes, Betty."
The boy looked from one to the other of his parents. He did know what they were talking about. He did not know what his father wanted to do to him.
Betty was not really as upset as she led Bill to believe. She did not particularly want the boy to be fucked in the ass. Yet, it was not such a terrible thing to have happen. She had heard that many men found it quite enjoyable.
The thing which worried her was that Bill was using it for his revenge on his son. She knew that he would not be gentle with him the first time. Betty did not want to see the boy hurt.
She knew that if he had a bad first experience with ass fucking, he would never want to do it again. She did not think that it was a good idea for anyone to be turned off to any kind of sex.
No matter what she feared, there would be no stopping her husband from what he wanted to do. Bill was set on fucking the boy. She knew that he would.
Betty hoped for the best. She would not stop her husband from fucking Bob. She could not even if she wanted to stop him. She just hoped that he would not hurt him.
"Bill, if you're going to do it ... go easy on him."
"Why?"
"Come on, Bill. You don't have to take revenge on the boy. Just do what you have to without being cruel."
"I'll do what I want to!!"
"Oh, Bill...."
He looked at his naked son. Bob was standing near the corner of the room. He was trying to look inconspicuous. But his father would not let him hide.
He got up and walked to the boy. Bob looked at him with fear in his eyes. He did not like the way his father was unzipping his pants as he came toward him.
He wondered what he wanted to do to him. Bob had a dim idea of what men did when they fucked together. He had always thought that it would hurt terribly.
It looked like he was going to find out for himself if a cock in his ass would hurt or not. Bill stood in front of the boy. His cock hung outside of his pants. He was not hard at all. The cock just laid there in a limp state.
"All right, boy ... down on your knees!"
"What?"
"Kneel down!!"
"Okay . ... "
"Now, take it in your hands."
"Y-you mean your th-thing?"
"You heard me!! Take my cock in your hands and rub it!! Do it gently!!"
The boy obeyed his father. He could do nothing else. He had dropped to his knees. His father's cock was hanging there right in front of him ... eye level.
He took his father's cock in his hands. It felt heavy and soft to him. The man watched the boy's every move. He was waiting for him to make a mistake.
Bob began to rub the cock gently. He was doing a good job. There was nothing that Bill could yell at him for. The boy followed all of his instructions to the letter.
"Now that's going in your mouth."
"What?"
"Take my prick in your mouth!!"
"But, Dad...."
"Shut up or I'll beat you bloody!!"
Betty and her daughter watched the two men from the bed. The girl curled up against her. She was afraid of her father's yelling but she was intrigued by what he was making her brother do. Her young eyes never left the scene.
The boy sucked his father off. He licked at the head of his cock until it was round. Then Bill made him take the shaft of it in his mouth. Bob did it all.
He was sucking and licking his father into a good hard-on. The man began to show that he was turned on.
Not only was his cock hard, but he was red in the face. The veins in his neck and forehead started to pop out. Bill was surprised at how good the boy's mouth felt on his cock.
"That's enough! Let go of it!!"
Bill pushed the boy away from his stiff cock. He did not want to shoot in his mouth. He wanted to be just hard enough to get his cock into the boy's ass.
He threw the boy across the bed. He made him lie face down with his knees on the floor. The boy's ass was a perfect target for his father.
Bill guided his cock with one hand. He flexed his knees so that he could reach the asshole. The big, round head was going nearer and nearer to the boy's pink sphincter.
"Dad! Do you have to do this?"
"Shut up, Bob! I'm just giving you a lesson in sex. That's what your mother wants us to do!"
"But, Dad...."
"Shut up!!"
Bill had not lubricated his cock at all. Betty knew that it would be too painful for the boy with nothing to make it slide. She looked around for something to use. Her eyes fell on the baby lotion that Melinda used for tanning.
"Bill! Wait! Use this!"
"Huh? Oh ... okay."
"You couldn't do that without using something slippery, Bill, you know that."
"All right, all right!"
Bill was irritated with his wife's interference. He was hot to get into the boy's ass. He did not care how much it would hurt him. In fact, he was angry enough at the boy to want to cause him some pain!
The gleaming cock was ready now.
The head of it pressed against the puckered hole of his son's ass. The boy tensed.
Bill thrust forward with his hips. The cock lunged into the waiting asshole. The head of it disappeared.
"OWWWWWWW! Dad, stop!!"
"I'm going to give it to you, little boy!!"
"It hurts!!"
"Just wait. You'll feel even more!"
Bill kept up the pressure on his hard cock. Now that he had ahold of the boy, he pressed harder. The boy screamed as the thick shaft ripped up his ass!!
"OOOOWWWWWW!"
"Shut up!!"
It was a good thing that the ramming cock had oil on it. If it had not been slippery, the boy would have been in terrible pain ... even more than he was now.
Bill pushed and pushed. He was forcing his way up his son's virgin ass.
The boy yelled and moaned. He had never felt such a widening up his ass before. His father's cock was-nearly all the way inside. He had wasted no time in fucking him.
Bob could feel pressure on his prostrate gland from the big prick in his ass. It was painful, but felt good at the same time.
Then, when Bill had buried his cock to the balls into the boy, he began to pull out. He was going to thrust in and out of the boy in real fucking-style!
Bob was groaning and crying on the bed. He had his face buried in the mattress. He did not want to cry but the pain in his ass was too much for him.
The boy felt like he was being ripped open back there. His father was showing him no mercy.
Betty and Melinda watched the scene from the other side of the bed. They clung to each other. The girl would not take her eyes from the cock that plunged into her brother's ass! She was totally fascinated by it!
Bill was rocking in and out of the boy now. In and out! Harder and harder! Bob moaned and cried!! His body rocked with the force of the thrusts in his ass!!
Bob was being torn into from the rear. His father made sure that his big cock reached all the way into the boy. He thrust and pulled furiously!!
Bill's face was contorted in the pleasure of being in his son's tight hole. Bob's face was contorted with the pain that he felt at his father in his ass!
Both of them were grunting in rhythm. Bill would thrust a mighty stroke into the boy ... he would grunt. The boy would lunge forward from the depth and strength of the plunge ... he would grunt.
And so it went....
The father was ramming his son in the ass like his life depended on it. In a way, part of what he considered his life did. He was teaching the boy that his macho was the stronger of the two.
Bill rammed harder and harder.
Betty knew that he would be coming soon. She could see that the shaft of his cock had thickened. She could see it when he pulled it out to gain momentum to lunge again.
Soon ... soon....
Then it happened!!
The boy cried out in despair!! The pain had increased!! He felt the boiling hot sperm from his father shoot up into his ass!!
Bill's cock rammed and slammed into the boy harder and faster than before!! He was fucking him like a demon!! His cock was shooting a huge, bubbling load into his son!!
Bob cried!! The tears streamed down his face!!
His father was still hitting hard into his ass. The sound of the slap of flesh on flesh was loud in the room.
Bill was finally spent. He let the last dregs of his semen dribble into Bob. He did not withdraw his cock until he had gone completely limp.
The boy continued to whimper.
When the cock was yanked out, the boy's body trembled from head to foot. He shuddered and groaned loudly.
Bill sank into a chair in the corner of the room. His spent penis was hanging limply between his legs. He was panting heavily. The orgasm had been a big one for him.
It was not until Betty came around to the side of the bed where Bob was still on his knees that she saw it. There was a wet pool of sticky semen on the bed and floor.
The boy had shot off while his father fucked his ass!!
Betty was sorry that it had been so painful for her son to get his first ass-fuck. But she was glad that he had had it. It was something that he had to learn.
She helped to soothe it for him. That night, she had rubbed salve on his asshole. It had helped to cool the burning tear that his father's cock had produced.
It was than that she found out how much the boy liked to have his ass manipulated. As she rubbed him, he got an erection.
"Bob, does this feel good to you?"
"Well, Mom ... it still hurts from today. But when you just rub it lightly like that, it's nice."
"You came when your father fucked you here."
"Yeah, I guess that I did. But it was so painful that I hardly knew what was happening."
"You must find some kind of pleasure in being fucked in the ass like that."
"Is that bad, Mom?"
"Well, Bob, the usual way to get your kicks is through putting your cock into a woman. But some men prefer to put their things into other holes ... like other men's asses."
"Is it bad?"
"It's not really bad, son ... it's just unusual."
"But most people would think that it's bad, huh Mom?"
"Let me put it this way, Bob. The people at this cabin compound would think that it was very abnormal for a man to do those things to each other. But that doesn't mean that they don't do it. They just tend not to talk about it."
"Then it's okay if I like this?"
"It's okay, Bob, but you would have an easier time in society if you stuck to the regular way of fucking."
"Oh...."
"If you want to see how it feels to do it to someone ... Well, I would let you come in me that way."
"You mean from behind?"
"Of course."
"Are you sure, Mom?"
"Bob, I want you to know all about fucking. I would like to have you in my rear."
"Oh, boy!"
"You must follow my instructions though."
"Okay, Mom. You're sure this is okay?"
"Bob, if I didn't want to do this, I wouldn't."
The boy smiled shyly at his mother. He was still embarrassed about the things that he did with her. Now that she had offered him rear entry into her, he was more shy than before.
They were on the bed in the children's room. Betty rubbed his cock with her hands. She also lightly sucked on it until he was hard. Then she swabbed his prick with the baby oil so that he would be able to slide more easily.
Bob was excited. He could feel his prick throbbing.
Betty rolled onto her stomach and lifted her ass in the air. The boy watched her with growing excitement. He hardly believed that she was going to let him do this.
She had been entered from the rear before. But it was not something that she and Bill had done a lot. This new fuck in the ass would cause her some pain, she knew that.
"All right, son ... take your cock in one hand to guide it. Put the tip of it there at my ass."
"Okay, Mom."
"Good. I can feel it. Now, still hold it and push forward with your hips."
"Like this?"
"Yes. OHHHH!! It's in!!"
"Yeah, Mom. The tip of it is in you! Wow! It just kind of got swallowed up!!"
"Yes, Bob. I can feel it. Ohh...."
"Does it hurt, Mom?"
"A little. I'll be all right. You should keep pressing forward now. Make the shaft of it disappear."
"Far out!!"
"OHHHHH! Not so fast, Bob!! Let it go in slower! You can't just shove it!"
"Sorry, Mom."
The boy was careful to go slower into her after that. Betty told him exactly what to do and when to do it. He followed her instructions to the letter.
She groaned as she felt the thick shaft open her up as it went in farther and farther. It was only slightly painful. The big cock in her felt more good than bad though.
Betty liked being ass-fucked by her son!
Once he was all the way in, she would have to tell him what to do next. She liked the feeling of his balls being pressed firmly against her ass.
"Now, Bob, ummmm. ... Now you can start to pull your cock out of me slightly."
"Like this, Mom?"
"Oh, yes! Ummmmm! That feels wonderful!"
"It feels good to me too!"
"Yes, it's a nice tight fit, isn't it, son?"
"Oh, yeah! It's real tight!"
"Okay, Bob ... now when you pull it out almost to the tip, then you can push it back in."
"Okay ... uhhhahhhhh! Is that good?"
"OHHHHHH ... AHHHHHHH! YES! Oh, that feels wonderful! I can feel the whole length of you going back into me!"
"Yeah!"
"Now, pull it back again ... YES! Now come back in! OH! YES! That's wonderful, Bob!!"
"Oh, Mom!!"
She had gotten the boy to the point where he was pulling and pushing his cock in and out of her ass perfectly. She groaned and sighed under him. He was rocking her body.
The boy's thrusts were gentle. It was just what she had told him to do. His full shaft widened her ass and probed all the way up that narrow passage.
The tightness of her ass got to the boy. He was ready to shoot into her quickly. He did not have to tell her that he was going to come ... she felt his cock swell in her ass.
It swelled ... the boy hesitated ... he groaned. Then his seed spilled into her ass!!
The boy was plunging his hot sperm into his mother's ass!! He thrust and pulled harder now!! His passion took over. He was not thinking about being gentle.
Betty rubbed her fingers over her clit as he rammed her from the rear. She felt her juices pour out of her cunt as her son filled her ass with his sperm!
CHAPTER NINE
Betty felt wonderful after her fuck with her son. Having him in her ass had been an unexpected treat for her.
While they had been fucking together there, her husband and daughter had been doing the same thing. Bill had taken Melinda in the car.
They had gone to a deserted spot. That was where he took the girl in the ass. He did it more gently than he had done with his son, though.
Melinda had been anxious to feel what it was like since she saw her brother being fucked that way. The girl had been frightened of her father's cock in her ass. But that did not stop her from wanting to try it anyway.
It hurt her, but she did not mind. She loved the nice, full feeling that she got from it.
Bill was not able to put his prick all the way into his daughter's ass. He would have torn right through her if he had tried to do that. He gave her more than half of it though. That was more than enough for the girl.
So the parents had had their children all ways that they could. They had been in their fronts and rears. They had felt them and-been felt by them. It was good for them all.
Bill was still not comfortable with the new arrangement completely. He still did not like to talk about it. He did not want it to be too openly acknowledged.
Betty was happy with the progress that they had made. She thought that the cabin had served then-purpose. It had made it possible for them to get closer.
It made her smile to herself to think about what she had accomplished with her family. There had not been much time that passed. They had really come a long way together. They had just plain "cum" a lot, as well!
Their vacation time was almost over. The cabins had been good for them. Betty was glad that it had worked out so well.
The morning of the day that they were to leave, Betty was luxuriating on the porch of the cabin. It was a beautiful day. She was glad that she had this time to relax before they left.
Bill and the children were off together. They were packing the car. Then they would go pay the bill and drive a short way into town to get gas and buy things to munch on for the trip back to their home.
Betty had already done her share of the work. It had been her job to see that everyone had packed. She had to make sure that nothing had been left behind. In addition to that, she had to make sure that the cabin was left in some kind of order.
That had been a lot of work for her to do in one morning. She deserved to have this hour or so of rest before the drive back. It felt good to just sit.
Betty could see her family packing the car near the office of the compound. She knew that they were arguing and hassling over what should go where. She was glad that she did not have to take part in that packing. Bill had said that he would do it ... she was happy to let him!
As she sat there, she heard a rustling by the edge of the porch. She turned around. There was a shape of a small body.
"Who's there?"
"Me."
"Who's me? Come out so I can see you."
"It's only me, Jimmy Foster."
"Oh, hello, Jimmy. What were you doing there in the bushes? Are you hiding?"
"Uh ... kinda...."
Betty's motherly instinct perked up. She knew that the boy was trying to hide something. She wondered what he had really been doing back there in the bushes.
He was only a small boy. He was thirteen, but very small for his age. Her Bob was much more mature and physically developed than this puny boy.
She wondered if Jimmy had ever played any sexual games. She imagined that his cock must be very tiny.
"Well, Jimmy, what were you doing there?"
"Nothing."
"I don't believe you. You were trying to spy on us, weren't you? You were going to peek!"
"No! I didn't see anything! I won't tell anybody!"
"What won't you tell anybody?"
"Uh ... nothing."
The boy had trapped himself. Betty had too much experience with children to not see through him. She added it all up very quickly. She knew that he must have seen them.
Betty was certain that this boy must have seen one of the family fucks which occurred. He was creeping around the cabin now to see if there was anything else that was going on.
"Jimmy! I know that you've been spying on us. You better tell me what you've seen."
"Nothing, honest!"
"Jimmy! You saw someone with their clothes off, right?"
"Uh ... well...."
"I knew it! What did you see?"
"J-just you and Bob."
"Aha! Well, Jimmy, how did it make you feel? Do you want to do the same thing?"
"Who, me?"
"Yes, you! You could do the same thing that you saw me doing with Bob. Wouldn't you like that?"
"Uh ... I don't know."
"Come inside with me."
"I ... I don't think that I better."
"You better get yourself in that cabin, Jimmy, or I'm going to tell your mother."
"What?"
"I'll tell your mother that you've been doing dirty things with the other children. She'll believe me too!"
"NO!"
Betty was sorry she had to use such extreme tactics on the boy. But she knew that she had to frighten him. The boy might tell what he had seen to someone else if she did not force him into being afraid of her.
Besides, she thought that it would be fun to fuck with the boy.
Betty could not even imagine how small his cock would be. The boy was nowhere near the stage where he would have a lump in his pants.
She did want to find out just what he did have though. It would be fun for her to fuck with him.
The family was away and she could take the boy without any of them finding out about it. It would be her secret! Her womanly instincts were propelling her toward doing this. It would be very exciting to do something so clandestine.
When she had the boy in the cabin, she took him directly to the bedroom. She did not want to waste any time. There was no way of telling when her husband and the children would be back.
"Come to me, Jimmy."
"I want to go."
"Oh, no you're not going to. I want you to know what it feels like to have what you saw through the window."
"But ... but..
"Quiet, Jimmy. I'll tell your mother if you don't do exactly as I tell you to."
"Oh, please don't...."
"Hush now!"
Betty went to the boy. She let her hands run over him through his clothing. He trembled under her touch.
She let her hands go almost directly to his crotch. She pressed down on it. The boy winced.
It felt like there was nothing there. His prick was so small that it got lost in the folds of his pants! She would have to undress him to be able to see what he really had. Betty unzipped him and yanked his pants down to his knees.
The boy got all red in the face and frightened. He started to shake all over.
"Don't be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you."
"I ... I'm not afraid."
"Come on, Jimmy. Just relax. You're shaking like a leaf! I'll be gentle."
Betty picked up his little cock in her hand. It was still very immature. But to her surprise, he had a small erection! The four inch long penis was standing there pointing out straight in the air in front of him!
Betty had to keep herself from giggling! It was a very unusual sight indeed. She remembered that she had gotten the same kind of kick out of seeing her own son's tiny cock. When Bob was only an infant and she was changing his diapers, his little cock would stand up straight!
Jimmy's cock almost looked the same. It was very white. The small balls hanging under it were still soft. She handled him all over.
As she touched, him, the little cock got harder. The boy was being excited by her touch.
She wondered how a little prick like that would feel inside of her cunt. Indeed! Would he even be able to get inside of her? She was certain that she would not even be able to feel him.
But Betty wanted to try the boy out. Her lust for the youngster got the better of her. She led him to the bed.
Betty quickly hiked up her skirt. She pulled down her underwear so that her bare bottom was lying on the bed. She drew the boy down on top of her.
She saw that there was clear liquid hovering on the tip of his little cock. She knew that she would have to get him in her cunt as fast as she could.
"Now, Jimmy, come here on top of me fast!"
"But...."
"Don't argue ... come here!"
She pulled the boy on top of her. Her legs were spread. She took his cock in her hand and guided it to her hole. She felt the liquid beginning to drip out.
Betty thrust the boy's cock into her cunt.
He looked startled! He had never felt such a wet softness before. Betty closed her legs so that she could put some resistance on his little prick. She could really not feel him at all!
The boy was all red in the face. He grunted. Betty felt some wetness dribbled inside of her. She held his ass tightly with both hands. She was keeping him pressed firmly down on her cunt.
"Oh ... I have to go!"
"You stay right where you are, Jimmy!"
Betty arched her hips in the air and moved so that she could feel the boy. As she did that, she felt a spurt of hot liquid in her cunt!
There was a forceful stream of it! That surprised Betty. She did not think that the boy would have such a jet of semen!
But as the hot liquid poured into her, she realized what it was. The boy was not ejaculating into her at all!!
He was urinating in her cunt!!
Betty yanked him off of her as fast as she could! His tiny penis trembled in the air. The stream of yellow liquid was still coming out of him!
"You idiot!! You stupid child!! Look what you've done!! Get out!! Go away before I smack you!!"
Betty completely lost her temper! The boy had angered her so much by peeing in her! She knew that she would have to take a shower and change the bed all over again!
What a mess!
Jimmy stood in the middle of the room and cried. His cock was hanging down between his legs. It had a bead of urine hanging on the end of it.
Betty was livid with rage! She wanted to hit the boy. But she knew that she could never do that. She calmed herself down as fast as she could.
There had been experiences like this with her own children. She had learned to get her temper in check in a hurry when dealing with children. Her motherly instincts began to take over.
She went to the boy and hugged him. She comforted him and dried his tears.
It had not really been his fault. The boy had no experience with fucking women. He did not know that the tingling in his cock had been the wrong kind!
Betty made him comfortable and sat him in a chair. She took a quick shower and came right back out. She did not want him to go away before she could really talk to him.
What had happened had not been his fault. Jimmy did not know what to do with his cock. That was all that was wrong with him. If he had never been taught, she could not expect him to know.
Betty cleaned up the cabin as quickly as she could. It had to be put in order before she could rest. This was the second cleaning that she had to do.
The phrase that a woman's work was never done kept running through her head as she cleaned. She was tired of putting the cabin in order. Enough was enough!
When she finished, she could talk to the boy.
"Okay, Jimmy, let's talk about what happened."
"I'm s-sorry I made you so mad."
"You couldn't help it."
"I-I tried to tell you."
"What?"
"I told you that I had to go!"
"OH! You meant that you had to go to the bathroom! Is that why you kept saying that?"
"Yes'm."
"Oh no! What a dummy I am! I'm sorry, Jimmy. I didn't know that's what you meant."
"Yeah."
"I thought that you just wanted to get away."
"Well, that too. But I really did have to go."
"You should have made me understand that, Jimmy. You really did not make that very clear."
"But I tried!"
"Well, I guess maybe you did at that."
"I didn't have a chance to tell you."
"Okay, Jimmy, let's just forget it. Everything is cleaned up now so it's over."
"Sorry...."
"Don't look so glum. The next time you'll know better ... so will I. It's not your fault."
"That's good."
"Didn't your family ever tell you anything about sex, Jimmy? Why don't you know there are things you shouldn't do ... like peeing in a woman?"
"They never told me nothing. My mom and dad don't tell me anything about that kind of stuff."
"That's too bad. How else are you going to learn if they don't teach you?"
"I ask the kids at school."
"I suppose that's what most kids do."
Just then, Betty heard the car horn across the compound. She knew that her family was back. There would be no time now to teach this boy about fucking.
It was too bad ... but it was really his parents' job to do it for him anyway. There was nothing that Betty could do for him now. She had to take care of her own family.
She waved goodbye to Jimmy as she got in the car. She felt sorry for the boy. Her own children did not know how lucky they were to be getting sex training from her and Bill.
They would never know it from Betty, either. She could not tell them what had happened with Jimmy. Bill would have been furious if he found out about it.
Betty knew that it had been a dangerous thing to do. But they were leaving immediately anyhow. The boy would not tell his parents. Even if he did, Betty would always deny it. There would not be any trouble from this.
The trip back was uneventful. They were all tired. None of them felt like fucking or fooling around. Their vacation had tired them in a certain way.
Betty spent the time on the drive musing. She thought about what they were doing. The entire family was fucking together. Even the same sex pairs were doing it together.
She thought that it was a good sign. It was important to her to have the family fuck together. It was important because it fulfilled her needs. At the same time, it helped them all.
Bill was getting his kicks ... whether he wanted to admit to it or not. He was getting a lot of pleasure out of fucking his own daughter. The ass-fuck with Bob looked as if it had pleased him as well.
But her husband was too puritannical on the outside to talk about how much he enjoyed the sex. He would be mortified if anyone ever found out what they were doing. He was still not comfortable with the arrangement.
Bill liked the sex and he wanted to do it. But he would not admit to this to anyone. He would not even discuss it with his wife. She would have been the safest person to talk to, but he would not even do that.
Betty let her thoughts wander. She thought about children like little Jimmy. There he was ... a twelve-year-old, no a thirteen-year-old boy who acted like he was nine or ten. What a waste! He was so backward!
She wondered why parents let their children grow that way? That boy was a misfit. He did not know the first thing about sex. How would he ever survive in the world!
Betty was certain that it was repressed children like him who grew up to be sex perverts later in life.
Why not? If his parents kept sex such a mystery to him, he would think that it was some big deal. The correct thing would be to grow up with a healthy, accepting attitude toward sex.
Children who knew the score would produce adults who were relaxed about sex. The fear of sex in this country was what kept the mad perverts on the streets. Betty was convinced of that.
Even in her own case ... if she did not fuck her son, she would have found other young boys to satisfy her. If she had taken to the streets to find her satisfaction, there would have been many boys who were not ready for her.
That was what had happened with Jimmy. He did not know what to do with her. That was too bad.
Betty knew that it was better to keep her lust inside of the family bounds. That was what she had planned. She was trying to do just that.
CHAPTER TEN
Being back in the family home after their vacation was a little strange. Bill had to return to work at the office. But the boy and girl were still at home. It was summer vacation.
Betty had the whole day to spend with her children. At first, they went out and around to visit their friends. But after a few days, Bob and Melinda began staying nearer the house. They seemed to gravitate toward their mother.
It was good to have them around her. She was happy to see that the new arrangement had not driven the children away. It had made them feel all the closer to her.
Betty was very pleased with herself.
In the first week that they were back home she fucked with her son and daughter once each.
She had fucked them when the other child was out of the house. She did not want to start any rivalry between them. If she was fucking one while the other was in the house ... that one might feel left out of the fun.
Betty wanted both of her children to know that she loved them both equally. There would be no sibling rivalry as long as she could help it. The children should grow up loving each other, not being competitors.
She began to think about what it was like before. Before they all began to fuck together they had been like isolated people.
Betty and Bill fucked. But she was getting tired of the same old thing with him. That was what had started her with the young boy that she first fucked. She did not feel isolated from her family like that anymore. She knew now that if she wanted young meat, she could go to her own son instead of a neighbor's boy.
In the past, only Melinda had felt the joys of her brother's cock. But even that was not all the way. The children had only played with each other. They did not really fuck.
Betty wondered about that. She wondered if they had fucked together since the new plan.
She would have to ask them if they had. It was a nice feeling to know that they would not lie to her. If they had fucked, they would tell her.
There were not many parents who could expect such honesty from their children. Betty was proud of the fact that her children did not have to hide any sexual activity from her.
It was not that she was so progressive. But it was more that she wanted her own freedom, so she had to give the children theirs. It was only fair.
If she had gone outside of the family for her sex, it would have been different. There would not have been the openness and the honesty that there was now. She thought that it was better this way than the other.
It made her happy to know that her children were not like the boy at the cabin, Jimmy. The more she thought about that boy, the sorrier she felt for him.
It was too bad that more parents did not have a reason for teaching their children sex.
Betty was glad that she had convinced Bill. He had evidently been as horny as she had been. He never said anything to his wife about it though. It made Betty wonder if Bill was seeing some women on the side. That would be entirely possible.
There was nothing that would have stopped him from picking up a 'quickie' on his lunch hour. Bill was a good looking enough guy so that he could have found a lot of willing women. He might have paid for them or he might not have had to.
It would have been harder for Betty to cheat on him. It was always harder for women.
Housewives especially were chained to the house more than men were. They did not have the same mobility. There was nowhere that they had to go everyday like men.
Husbands could always meet women at work. They were much more available and visible to more people. Men could make contacts much easier than women stuck in the home.
Perhaps that was what Betty had resented deep down in her mind. She had felt the heavy yoke of the lack of mobility to meet men. There was no place that she could turn for sexual diversion.
That was why her first outside affair had been with the paper boy. Who else was there around?
The only adult man that she ever had contact with on a regular basis was the mailman. Oh yes, there was also her gynecologist. While she was spreading her legs for him she could have asked him to fuck her.
Both the mailman and her gynecologist were older men. They would have had coronary arrests if she had propositioned either one of them to fuck her! They probably would not have been able to get it up anyway!
There were just no other men around that she could have had an affair with. Betty was certain that her husband had a much easier time finding women to fuck.
Betty resented the inequality. She was not fully aware that she resented it, but she did. It was the motivating force that drove her actions.
There was another part to it as well. Betty did not like the fact that she was getting older. Every time she found another grey hair in her head, she became depressed.
The feeling of creeping age was too much for her to handle at times. She did not want to be the old mother of two grown children. It was a heavy fact to face.
Betty needed to feel that she was still young.
Her fucking with her son and daughter helped her to keep her mind in the right spot. As long as she could feel their soft, tender bodies next to hers, it was not so bad.
Betty could at least pretend that she was young again. She could let their bodies that she had borne, take her to ecstasy. It was the only thing she could do.
It helped her.
To a woman who had no other calling in life than to be the manager of a household, it was important to be desirable. The younger the people were who found her desirable, the better that she would feel. That was all she had to look forward to.
It was not like with a man who could go scouting up new skirts every time he was out. It was harder for a woman to make contacts with the opposite sex. Then if she finally did, there was always the possibility that people would find out.
When a woman went after her own pleasure, she was called a whore and a tramp. But when a man does the same thing, it is called being a 'stud' and is joked about.
It was not fair.
A vital woman like Betty had needed an outlet for her sexual needs. She had found one in the youngsters. Her own children would keep her young. They returned to her womb symbolically every time that she fucked them.
Betty was pleased with what she was doing. She could not think about it too often to please her. Every time that she did, she got a warm glow inside of her.
It felt good to know that she could fuck the children whenever she wanted to. She felt young and desirable.
But then she thought again about Bob and Melinda together.
She wondered if they had fucked all the way yet. She wanted to find out. They would have to get home sometime soon. When they were both together with her, she would ask them.
Betty had just put the icing on a cake. She thought that it would be a nice surprise for her family. It was for nothing in particular. She just decided to make it.
Betty was certain that they would all be pleased. In the middle of a hot summer was not the easiest or most comfortable time to be around a hot oven. But she had done it. She had made it out of love for them all.
Bob and Melinda came crashing through the front door. They had been to the beach with the neighbors. She knew that they would be tired and hungry. They always were after the beach.
"Hey, Mom ... what's to eat?"
"Look! She made a cake!"
"Wow! Far out!"
"All right you two ... no picking on that cake until your father gets home."
"Awwww...."
"Can't we just have a little piece, Mom?"
"No, you can't. You can each have a sandwich. We'll have a light supper and you can have the cake afterwards."
"Gee whiz...."
Betty had to smile at the way that they both looked so dejected. She was really getting a kick out of it. It made her feel good that they really liked what she cooked for them.
Betty knew some women who were terrible cooks. Their families always liked to eat out. But her family always liked whatever she made for them. It made her feel useful and needed.
That was part of the feeling which kept her bound to the family. There was nowhere else that she could feel so useful as she did here with them.
Even when it was something as simple as a chocolate cake, they really appreciated it. They liked it. Betty felt needed and more vital because of it.
The children gobbled down their sandwiches. She watched them eat. They told her about what had happened at the beach between the mouthfuls of sandwich.
She listened to them intently. Her thoughts took her back to the last time that she had fucked with each of them. She thought about their naked bodies.
Now she had to know. She had to ask them if they wanted to fuck with each other or if they had already done it without telling her about it.
"Bob ... Melinda, there's something that I want to ask you about. I hope you'll tell me the truth."
"Sure, Mom ... what?"
"Have you two fucked each other yet?"
The children looked from one to the other. Their eyes looked wide with amazement at each other. They did not know what to say. Their mother's question took them by surprise.
"You mean us? Together?"
"Yes. I know that you used to play with each other. But now that you know how to fuck, have you?"
"Well...."
Betty wondered what they were trying to hide.
Both of them were obviously at a loss for words. "Gee, Mom...."
"Come on, kids, just tell me. You know that whatever you did is all right with me."
"But that's the problem, Mom."
"Yeah, Ma ... we didn't do anything together."
"What?"
"Sorry, Mom, we didn't know that you wanted us to fuck together. We just didn't."
Betty had to laugh out loud! Imagine, her children were afraid to tell her that they had NOT been fucking with each other! She just had to laugh over that.
"You kids are just too marvelous!"
"You aren't mad?"
"Of course not. How could I be mad about anything that you had done or hadn't done with each other?"
"I don't know...."
"I think that you kids are the best in the world. Come here so that I can give you both a hug."
Melinda and Bob went to their mother. She put an arm around the waist of each of them. She squeezed them tightly. They squeezed her right back.
Betty could not believe what good children they were. They would do anything that she told them to do. That was good. She was going to ask them to do something for her right away.
Betty wanted her children to fuck together. She thought that it would be important for them to feel what difference the size would make.
The children had only fucked with her and Bill up to now. They were both bigger than Bob or Melinda. The children had never had a chance to fuck with someone their own size.
She thought that it would be perfect if she were there to supervise when they fucked. Not only would she enjoy watching, but they would learn from her suggestions.
"Would you two like to fuck together?"
"Uh ... I guess so."
"Yeah ... it would be okay."
Betty had to laugh again. They were so innocent and cute. They took her suggestion easily as if she had asked them to go to the store for a loaf of bread together. As a matter-of-fact, they took it easier!
"I think that it would be a good idea if you both did. I'd like to see you."
"Okay, Mom ... if you want to."
"Yes. I want to."
"Okay. Right now?"
"Finish your milk. Then we can all go to the bedroom."
Her children obeyed her. They gulped down the rest of their sandwiches and slurped their milk. She watched them with motherly pride.
When they were finished, they all trooped off to the bedroom. The children chatted together as if they were just going for a walk. When they got to the bedroom, they both jumped on the bed right away.
"Let me see you like we used to do, Bob."
"Okay. But you have to take off all your clothes too."
"Sure."
The children undressed and jumped back onto the bed together. Betty was amazed at their freeness together. They did not show any of the shame or hesitancy that one would expect.
The boy started to rub his sister's breasts. Although they were small, the nipples could be made to stand up. He knew that. It was that which he was trying to do now.
"If you tickle around the nipples lightly before you press on them hard, Bob, they'll stand up easier."
"Okay. Thanks, Mom."
"Ohh, that feels better than the way you did it to me before. I like it light like that."
The boy had made the little nipples as hard as knobs. Betty smiled with satisfaction that her suggestion had worked. She hoped that she could be of even more help to them.
"Bob, you can start moving your hands down to Melinda's cunt now. And you, Melinda, can reach Bob's cock."
"Like this?"
"Yes, dear. Start to rub it so that he will get hard."
"Okay, Mom."
The brother and sister were both manipulating each other. Their mother watched them with great interest. She was very pleased with the way that they took to it so easily.
"Bob, you can start to put your fingers inside of her hole for a few seconds."
"Like this?"
"Ouch!"
"No, Bob. You see how you hurt your sister. You can't just jam your fingers inside. Play around the edge for a while and then just let your fingers slip in and out quickly."
"That's right, Bob. You hurt me by sticking me with your fingernail. It doesn't feel good."
"Sorry, Melinda."
Betty saw that the boy adjusted his tactics. His hand began to move over her cunt with a more even motion. The girl purred with the new gentleness.
Melinda had her brother's cock in her hand. She was holding it clenched in her fist. It was beginning to get hard. Yet, the boy was not getting the full benefit of it.
"Melinda, you should move your hand on Bob's cock."
"What? Like this?"
"No, dear. You're holding it too tightly. Let go a little and let it slide along."
"Oh, I see."
"Yes, that's better. How does that feel to you, Bob?"
"Umm, that's a lot better. I like it when I can feel her go from the tip of it all the way back."
"Yes, it's better then, isn't it?"
The children happily rubbed away at each other. Each of their hands was exciting the other. They were doing a fine job. Every now and then, Betty would remind them of their rhythm. They tended to get jerky about it.
"Make your strokes nice and long and even, children."
"Okay, Mom."
Bob was getting excited. His cock was as hard as steel in his sister's hand. But they both went right on rubbing each other. Betty could see that there was a fair amount of liquid coming from the girl's cunt as well. Bob's hand was slipping and sliding on her output.
"Children, it looks like you're both turned on. When that happens you should get your partner to come closer to you to start to fuck you."
"How?"
"Well, Melinda, you can spread your legs more and gently pull on him so he knows he should mount you."
"Like this?"
"Very good. And Bob you could get between her legs and press your crotch hard over hers."
"Without going inside?"
"Yes, you could just let your cock rub against her on the outside of her cunt. Try it."
The children did as she asked them to. Their young bodies rubbed against one another.
"This is like we used to do before, Mom."
"Yeah."
"That may be. Now there's going to be a difference. Soon Bob will stop moving and Melinda will tilt her hips up. Then he's going to get his cock inside."
"Can I use my hands?"
"Yes, Bob. Either you can guide your cock inside or Melinda could hold it and guide it in."
"Oh."
"I'd like to hold it, Bob."
"Okay, Melinda."
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Betty watched as her children began to fuck together. They were doing all the things that she told them to do. It was almost at the point of coupling for them.
She watched them with great interest. She wondered how they would fuck. She did not want to give them any instructions until they had done something wrong. For now, they seemed to be doing everything right.
The tip of the boy's cock was poised at the entrance to his sister's cunt. The round head of it was just beginning to touch her sparse pubic hairs.
Then the cock was pressing against her cunt lips.
The girl had reached down with her hand and held his cock. She was guiding it toward her hole. In order to make sure that she was on the right track, she had to feel for her hole with her other hand. Melinda was still too inexperienced to have a sense of where her own hole was!
Betty had to smile as she watched them. They were both concentrating so hard! They wanted to do it right because they knew that she was watching them.
Bob felt his cock hit the warmth and wet of the girl's cunt. He pushed forward with his hips. Melinda tried to guide it with her hand, but he had pushed too hard.
His prick slipped away and ended up bouncing against her thigh and then up to her stomach. He fell flat on her. That pinned his dick between both of their bodies.
"Well, Bob, you have to take it a little slower."
"She should have held it better!"
"I couldn't! You pressed too hard, Bob!"
"All right, children. Let's not have any arguing. Just try it again. That's right. Now Melinda, hold the cock until you feel it right at your hole ... yes."
"He's right there."
"I can see him. Now, Bob, you push slowly toward her. Do it very slow until you feel the head inside of her."
"Okay."
The boy lowered himself. He pushed. His young cock slid into his sister! They had begun!
"Very good! Now you have a hold on each other. Melinda, you can let go of your brother's cock."
"Okay."
"Bob, now that you're lodged inside, you can go forward as fast as you want."
"Really?"
"Yes. You don't have to worry about sliding out anymore. You are beginning to really fuck!"
"Gee...."
"Far out!"
The boy pushed ahead quickly. He could not wait to give his sister a long, drawn-out piercing with his tool. He wanted to get all the way inside of her quickly.
His hips pressed forward and his cock began to disappear into his sister. The fucking that she had already done with her father had stretched her. Her brother was able to enter without too much trouble.
Melinda smiled as she felt the shaft slide into her. It was much more comfortable for her than her father's oversized penis. This was more the right size for her tender cunt.
The boy was obviously liking the sensation that his sister gave him too. He smiled as his cock buried into her to the hilt. Her cunt was tighter than his mother's was. It felt good to him.
Betty enjoyed seeing them embedded in each other that way. They were both loving the fuck. She knew that they would bring each other to orgasm. They were already on their way to it. Their hips moved slightly.
"Now, you can begin to really fuck, children. Bob is all the way inside and you can start to move."
"I can pull in and out of her, right, Mom?"
"Yes, Bob. And Melinda, you can use your cunt muscles like I tried to teach you."
"Ohh, yes. Like this ... did you feel that?"
"Oh, boy! Did I! That was good, Melinda."
"You must have been practicing somewhere, Melinda. The last time that you and I were together you hadn't learned that yet."
"I know, Mom. I've been practicing. This is the first time that I've been able to do it."
"Well, keep it up, sis. It sure feels great on my cock!"
"Does it feel like a hand is squeezing you, son?"
"Yeah, Mom ... but better. It's all warm and squishy."
"That certainly sounds like she's doing it right."
The children giggled as they began to fuck now. Bob pulled his cock out of her slightly and then pushed it back in. He pulled and he pushed. In and out.
"Pull it out farther, son."
"Like this?"
"Yes, now plunge back into her harder."
"Ohh, I like that Bob. Make it go really hard into me."
The children picked up speed. The boy was beginning to ram his sister as best he could. The boy still needed to develop some rhythm, but he was doing well.
They were getting more and more excited. It looked as though Bob was going to come soon. Betty did not want him to leave his sister behind.
"Bob, use your hand on your sister's clit."
"I ... I can't."
"But it would feel so good. Please do it to me."
"I'll help you, dear."
"Thanks, Mom."
Betty went toward the humping children. On one of her son's pulls near the end of his sister's cunt, she stuck her hand between them both. She found her daughter's clit.
Betty began to massage the clit quickly. Bob was already panting heavily. He would shoot any second.
When Betty rubbed on Melinda's clit, the girl arched in the air right away. She must have clamped her cunt muscles down on her brother's cock. The boy groaned.
He was going to shoot any second. He moaned and tried to hold back. Betty could see the ecstasy that was contorting his face as he felt her on his prick.
Betty frigged her daughter fast and hard. The girl began to gasp!
It was going to happen. The children were going to climax at nearly the same time. Betty worked hard.
The boy panted and groaned more and more. His hips drove his hard cock into his sister's wet hole faster and harder. The girl's breath was coming in heaves.
Then he came!!
The boy groaned and twisted his hips as he smacked down onto his sister's cunt!!
The girl felt it! The charge of electricity sparked up from her clit and ran through her cunt!! She cried out!
They were cumming together!
Once they had started, Betty pulled her hand out from between them. She did not need to manipulate the girl anymore. She was climaxing hard with her brother's prick slamming in and out of her.
They were cumming together!!
The children's bodies were twisted and smacking together. The sounds of slapping flesh on flesh filled the room.
Finally, they gyrated slower and slower. Betty knew that they were winding down to an end. They had fucked each other well. This was the first time that the boy had ever shot his seed into his sister.
They had both liked the way that it had felt.
Betty was pleased with their performance. Her children had all the makings of good fuckers. They would grow up to be adults who could be dynamite in bed! She was very pleased.
As a mother, Betty almost felt as if she had just seen them do an incredible feat that they should be rewarded for. She wondered if she would even be as pleased if they ever got the Nobel Peace Price!
They had fucked each other well. They had really turned each other on. That was quite a feat for a brother and sister team who had already been very familiar with each other's body.
They must have learned something from what she had taught them. They knew as much about fucking as some people do who were twice their ages! Betty was proud of that.
The children had wanted to roll right away from each other once they had come. But Betty would not let them. She told them to stay coupled to each other. She wanted them to know how it felt to have the flaccid cock in a soppy wet cunt.
The children needed to know all of these feelings. This way, they would be able to judge who were good fucks in their lives and who were not.
Betty thought that there would be nothing worse than to have either of them get hooked up with a person who could not fuck. That would be a terrible fate for them. That was why she wanted them to know exactly what they wanted in the way of fucking.
This was something that not many parents would do for their children as Betty did. They were just fortunate. It was a good thing for them that their mother was a horny woman.
It was Betty who was responsible for the teaching of sex to her children. They liked it already ... but they would realize its value to them later in life.
For now, Bob and Melinda thought that it was great fun to fuck with each other and their parents. They thought that they were getting a chance to do something that none of the other kids did. That was true too.
But Betty was not only being altruistic.
As she looked at her son lying with his cock in her daughter, she felt her cunt ache. She knew that she got her own kicks out of watching them fuck.
Betty was not merely teaching them sex like a schoolteacher. She was very involved in her own feeling with fucking. She would have taken either of them right now.
Betty wanted to fuck her son or eat out her daughter!
She would have taken anything. But she did contain herself this time. She would wait for a moment. For now, she watched them as they lay there.
When she walked directly behind them, she could see her son's cock sticking into her daughter. It was a lovely sight. There was nothing more beautiful.
"How does it feel, children?"
"It feels different than when it's hard, Mom."
"I'm sure that it does. But it's a rather pleasant feeling, don't you think?"
"It's okay."
"Melinda, you can use your cunt muscles like you did before when your brother's cock was hard in you."
"Okay ... there!"
"How did that feel, Bob?"
"Ohhhh ... far out!"
"Do you think that you could get hard again if your sister kept squeezing on your cock that way?"
"Sure!!"
"Good. Try it, children."
"Okay, Mom."
They set out to bring the boy's cock to an erection again. It would be good for them to learn how to give each other multiple orgasms and erections.
This was another technique that many adults did not even know about. Betty was going to make sure that her children had a head start on everybody else.
Besides, she was getting very, very excited watching them fuck together. She wanted to feel someone in her cunt as well. There was nothing that she could do about it with her children now. They needed to finish up their second fuck.
Betty pressed her thighs together. She was trying to give herself some kind of sensation on her clit. It would be great to feel some kind of manipulation there.
She watched her children begin to move together again. They were ready for another fuck. Betty gave them some more hints and tips on what to do.
They were off and fucking quickly.
Betty had to have some kind of release. She could not just sit there and watch her children fuck without getting excited.
She threw her leg over one arm of the chair that she was sitting in. She shoved her hand inside of her underwear. Her fingers sought her clit.
When Bill came into the room he saw his wife masturbating and his son and daughter fucking together.
"What the hell ...?"
"Oh, Bill, I'm glad you're home. Come here quickly."
"What?"
"Bill, love, please bring me off!"
"Betty!"
"Here look! Come on, Bill, look at my cunt. I'm absolutely dripping wet!"
"Okay, what do you want?"
"Bring me off, Bill! Come and eat me, baby."
"Okay, Betty."
Her husband dropped to his knees by the chair. He wasted no time in burying his face in her crotch. His tongue found her clit and he began to lick it immediately.
Betty was in heaven!! She loved for Bill to perform cunnilingus on her!
His tongue licked quickly over her clit. Then he swiped it over the length of her cunt until he got to her hole. He made his tongue hard and thrust it into her wet channel as far as he could!
Betty moaned with delight!
Her husband was eating her out perfectly! She loved the feel of his tongue as it flicked along her cunt! He was doing everything right!
In the midst of her own ecstasy, Betty could hear her son and daughter fucking on the bed. She heard the sloshing of their juices and the groans they emitted.
This was perfect!
This was how she wanted all of them to fuck together all of the time! If she got Bill to fuck her in the same room with the kids, he would fuck Melinda too that way. Then she could have Bob in her cunt!
It was marvelous!
Betty began to move her hips up toward her husband's face. She was greedy for more of his licks. Her cunt was aching to cum!
Then he did the best thing that he could have! He concentrated his tongue on rubbing her clit. Then he took two fingers and inserted them in her hole.
He flicked his tongue hard on her clit at the same time that he jabbed his fingers in and out of her hole!!
She liked to have this done to her better than anything!! It was the best of both worlds!! She was being eaten and still had the feeling of something being in her cunt!!
Betty groaned!
Her hips bounced against the chair!
She was getting ready to have her juices gush forth from her wet cunt!! She cried out loud! She asked for more! Harder and faster her husband worked on her!
Betty heard the cries of the children. They were just finishing their second fuck together.
That was enough to push her over the edge! Her cunt contracted hard! It began to spasm! The juice flowed out of her that had been burning inside of her to come out!!
Betty came!!
She twisted! She writhed! She moaned!!
Bill did not leave her for an instant! His fingers and his mouth worked on her until she was all finished!!
Her climax lasted more than five minutes! She kept having multiple orgasms! One would end and she would feel the heaving of another one beginning in the pit of her vagina!!
When it was finally over, Bill had stayed between her legs. He licked all the excess fluids off her cunt. He licked her dry. It was a dear thing for him to do.
The children had watched their mother and father with wide eyes. They were seeing a real act of love instead of just fucking this time.
Bill was tender. His tongue lapped up all of her thick, sweet cunt juices. He licked her until he could not lick anymore. It was a wonderful thing to do!
Betty let her fingers curl through her husband's hair and he worked lazily on her cunt. She was relaxed and lay back in the chair. There was nothing more that she wanted.
Betty was satisfied.
Her cunt had spasmed out all of her womanly juices. This had been one of the best orgasms that she had had in a long time. Not that she had been deprived of anything.
But this time, Bill had been sweeter. He had done for her without thinking of himself. That was what had pleased her the most. It made the climaxing all the sweeter.
Betty felt that for one of the first times, her needs were being catered to exclusively. That was the feeling which really turned her on.
It was better for her this way. It was the best feeling in the world to just lie back and be worked on. All she had had to do was spread her legs.
Bill had burrowed right into her cunt with his mouth.
He gave her sensations that she had not felt from him in years! It made her feel that not all was lost between them. He really did care about her happiness!
Betty felt marvelous! She had that drained and tired feeling that comes from letting all one's juices down in a furious string of climaxes. She was exhausted!
Betty smiled a weary smile. Bill winked at her.
She could hardly believe that he had satisfied her so well! He had done a good job on her. Her cunt was still throbbing. It was the best throb that she had ever felt!
She let her fingers trail down to her cunt. BUI stopped them with a kiss. He kissed her fingers and the pubic hairs they covered.
She loved it!
CHAPTER TWELVE
Betty was overjoyed at the change in her husband. For the first time since they had been married, he was making love to her again instead of just fucking her!
That was what she had longed for!
Every woman wanted to be the one who was special and catered to by some man. It was the lack of sex play which helped to make the women feel more worthless than they were.
In Betty's case, she had felt like an ole fucking-post to Bill. She was sure that he was getting his real kicks elsewhere. She resented his going to work and meeting women.
She was sure that he ran out on her with other women. It made her wonder if they were better fucks.
But she realized now that all it took was a little care and concern to be shown by him for her to feel better. Betty felt more worthwhile since Bill used his mouth on her.
The thing that had made his act so dear to her was that he demanded nothing in return. He had not quickly unzipped his pants and demanded that she go down on him too. Nor had he wanted to fuck her with his big cock.
She would have liked to have felt him inside of her. But the feeling would have been different with that. She would have been doing something for him then too.
This way, he pleased her. There was no string attached to it. He looked as though he was glad to do it for her.
The children had seen the change in then-parents' attitude when they saw their father with his mouth on her cunt. They knew that this was something special.
It was not that it was oral sex. But it was special because one of them had done it exclusively for the enjoyment of the other. It was this that made it special.
Betty had sucked on Bill's cock a lot in the past. She liked to feel it in her mouth. There were many times when she had just gone down on him without getting anything in return.
This time, Bill had done it for her. It was wonderful! Betty felt younger and vital again!
She wondered if this was all that she would have needed to stay feeling vital? After all, it was out of fear that she was no longer desirable or young that she had wanted to fuck with her children. It had been a security move.
But perhaps she and Bill could build a better sex life with each other. The children could be a part of it. They had helped get them to this point, she was certain.
Bill was proud of the way that he had made his wife feel. She was obviously glassy-eyed and in the aftermath of one of the best fuckings she had ever had.
The children had 'ooohed and ahhed' over what they saw. Bill had given them a big smile.
His masculinity was fortified by his show. It made it be known to his children that he still could bring their mother to a screeching orgasm. In fact, he had brought her many.
That was what had impressed the children the most. They saw their mother's body buck with the seven or eight climaxes ripped out of her cunt.
It had certainly been impressive.
Bob and Melinda were watching them both. They did not want to miss what would come next. Their father was amused by their interest in his skills.
Betty wondered what would come next. But Bill still did not make any demands on her. He stayed on the floor. He rested his head against her crotch.
The entire family sat there quietly. They were all contented and happy.
"Don't you want to cum, Bill?"
"I'm pretty turned on, Betty, but I can wait. I wanted you to have a little all for yourself."
"It was marvelous!"
"I'm glad you liked it."
"I really did, Bill. You're wonderful."
"Thanks, Betty. But I'm just an ordinary guy who just happened to get a promotion today."
"What?"
"Yep! It means a hundred bucks more a month for this family, you know."
"Bill, that's too wonderful!!"
"I thought that we would all celebrate tonight. I thought that maybe you knew about it. I saw the cake you baked out in the kitchen."
"It's a coincidence, Bill."
"A lucky one. Let's stay home and all really get to know each other ... if you get what I mean...."
"Why, Bill! I thought that you really didn't approve of our all fucking together?"
"I don't think it's the best idea. But today Sam Metrivad told me about his brother's daughter."
"What about her?"
"She got knocked up by the leader of some motorcycle pack and now she's three months pregnant."
"So?"
"So, the girl said that she would do it all over again just to spite the puritannical ways of her parents."
"That's incredible!"
"Well, it's true. It made me start to think thtt I don't want that to happen to our Melinda here."
"I don't think that it will."
"Not now, it won't. We've been open with the kids ... right? They don't have any reason for finding sex on the streets now that they have us."
"That's right, Bill."
"So ... anyway, I'm in a good mood."
"Bill, I think perhaps Melinda should be the one to give you your reward for your promotion."
"Really?"
"Don't you think so, Melinda?"
"I sure do, Mommy."
The naked girl jumped off the bed away from where she had just fucked her brother. She ran to her father and threw her arms around his neck.
Melinda kissed her father. But she did not kiss him like a daughter. She kissed him full on the mouth like an adult. Her little tongue probed inside.
Bill was taken by surprise. He embraced the girl and kissed her right back!
Soon, he was lying on top of her on the floor.
His hands were exploring her body.
He was trying to get off his clothes so that he could fuck her. Betty got on her knees and helped to free him from his shoes and pants. Bob helped her.
When Bill was naked, the mother and the son sat on the bed. They watched as the father took his own daughter on the floor.
They saw his big, hard cock thrust into the girl's cunt. It rammed her time and time again. He was fucking her hard and long. His prick was like a piece of steel.
Melinda whimpered under the battering ram that slammed into her tender box. It hurt her, but she would not admit it.
She wanted her father to have the best fuck that he could. She clung to his neck. Her little naked legs jumped about in the air as he stroked into her.
Betty rubbed on her son's cock while they watched the incestuous fuck before them. The boy liked her to do that to him.
It was not long before the father and the son were both spewing their seeds. The boy let his go all over the bed. His prick was not buried in a cunt.
The father let his boiling sperm shoot into his daughter's willing cunt. He filled her to overflowing!
He bucked and groaned as he shot into her. His powerful cock lodged far back in her vagina. The girl moaned with the feeling of the gush inside of her!
The family had a good time together that night. They were all filled with good spirits.
The fact that Bill had changed his attitude toward the family fucking was the thing which had really broken the ice. He had been the stumbling block to their total freedom together.
Now that Bill was an avid daughter-fucker, things were different between them.
There was no longer the bad friction there had been between Bill and his son. It was as if he did not consider the boy to be a threat to his manhood anymore.
Betty was overjoyed to see that happen. She wanted nothing more than for there to be peace in the household. It would be an easier place to live. Now she would not have to worry about hiding anything from her husband.
It was wonderful!
That night, and for the next week, they all fucked together very freely. The boy and the girl would go to bed together to fuck every night just like their parents. The parent-child fucks would always occur earlier so that mother and father could sleep together.
That was an arrangement that Betty was not too happy with. If there was to be total freedom, then they should not have fixed sleeping partners. But that was the way Bill wanted it.
She decided not to argue with him about it right now. He had come so far to seeing her point of view that she dared not disturb it. She was willing to wait.
But she would not have minded sleeping the entire night with her son or her daughter curled up next to her. That would have been a real treat for her. It would have given her the entire night to explore their bodies.
Betty wondered if she were becoming insatiable?
It seemed as though every step that BUI came toward her position, she always wanted to go one more. That worried her. She remembered that a month ago, this arrangement was what she thought that she wanted.
Now, as time passed, Betty was finding that she wanted more than they were already doing.
She knew that this was a dangerous way to feel. What else could her family do to please her? They had already done everything that she wanted.
Betty was pleased but also surprised at her own power. It had really not taken very much for her to accomplish her goals. She had wanted to be free to fuck her chUdren, and she had obtained that freedom.
The children were willing to fuck her and so was her husband. He still wanted her. He also wanted the children ... at least he wanted Melinda. BUI had not fucked his son since that one day in the cabin.
Betty had a feeling that the boy would have liked to be ass-fucked more by his father. She was not sure, but there were signs that this was what he wanted.
When she fucked with the boy, she would put her hands on his ass to guide him and press him close to her. When she did that, he seemed to really get excited. Then if she put her fingers near his asshole he would cum quickly.
Betty wondered if her son would grow up to be a homosexual. She would not have been terribly pleased with that. But, then again, if Bob would be happy with it, that was all that mattered.
She thought that her children should make their own decisons about their sexuality. She was trying to help them do that. That was part of the reason for what they had done. That was the reason that Bill used to justify the incest.
Betty knew that as long as Bill could say that all of this fucking benefited the children, he was happy. If he could not rationalize that way anymore, he would become ashamed of what they had been doing together.
Betty did not care so much about the altruism.
In her more honest moments, she had to come to grips with what she truly thought. It was in these times that she became most anxious for more excitement.
Betty knew that she wanted her children for herself. She wanted to fuck young people. She had done this to get some excitement that she no longer found with her husband.
Betty had fucked her children out of selfishness.
There was no way that she could deny that to herself. She kept it hidden down in her heart, but it was there. She would never have admitted to anybody if they had asked her. She would have sworn that her motives were the purest.
But Betty knew that her motives were nothing more than pure lust!
She lusted after her children. She lusted after young boys that she saw on the street. She even lusted after young girls!
All that Betty really wanted was someone to make her body sing with delight all the time!
That was her way of feeling young, vital, and desirable. It was what she had to do to survive. There was nothing else in her life which could satisfy her like that.
Betty loved to be fucked!
There was a difference between fucking and being fucked. She wanted to just lie back and let someone take care of her passions for her. That was what she wanted.
And why not?
She had spent her life taking care of her family. Now she wanted them to take care of her. She had catered to their needs, now they could cater to hers!
Her desires were just as valid as any of theirs were! Why should she not be able to get the gratification that she needed?
When anyone in the family was sick, it was always her job to see to them. It was her job to clean up and to cook and to make sure that everyone had their needs met.
Now it was her turn!
It was time for Betty to get what she wanted.
Indeed! She had to get what she needed!
That was why the family fucking was so important to her. But that was also why it had become a little boring to her.
Before the general fucking was accepted, it was exciting. She worked for it. They all looked to her as the center of it. But now, it was almost part of the family routine!
Betty could not stand that fact!
She could not stand to have the sex that she needed so much become part of the family's daily habit.
She had to be just as available for them now as she had to be when they were sick! If someone was horny, mother would have to see to them!
It had become a chore!! How horrible! Betty's great plan for family incest had become another job that she had to do!!
Three months had gone by with the new incestuous freedom. All of them fucked together. The usual time was after dinner but before the children had to go to bed.
They had orgies together. There were nights when they were all in the same room fucking in pairs. Then they would switch partners and fuck some more!
It was great fun!
Everyone really enjoyed themselves. The fucking was great!
Betty liked these evenings too. But there was only one thing wrong with them. She had to take part in the fucking even when she did not want to.
There would be no excuse that she could give if she did not feel like fucking the family on a particular night. The same was not true for Bill. He still wielded the power of having the last word in all family matters.
If Bill did not want to fuck, then they did not. He would not approve of it if Betty took the children off to fuck if he was not in the mood.
Betty was angered by that. The same old power structure had not changed. She did not like that.
She had worked hard to bring about this new way of togetherness in the family so that she would have more freedom and excitement. But instead she was finding that nothing had changed for her.
Betty was getting more and more restless. She needed to have some kind of diversion from her family.
She felt as though she was being suffocated.
Where before, she had to stay loyal to one person, her husband, now she had to stay loyal to three people! There were Bill and her son and her daughter who all demanded her loyalty!
Betty wondered how she could break out of the bind that she was in now. She certainly could not complain to Bill again that she needed a change. He would think that she was crazy.
Perhaps Betty was just a little mad. The plan that she thought would bring her freedom only brought her more chains. If she had only been able to foresee this, she would have never done it. It would have been better to take the guilt that would have come from fucking around outside of the family.
She thought that she had been doing such a noble thing by keeping her lust within the boundaries of her family. But now, she had only put herself in a bind.
She still wanted excitement!
Excitement and freedom were the things that she wanted most. She had been cowardly in trying to escape her guilt by fucking with her family.
It was not that she did not want them. Just the thought of her son's young body lying on top of hers was enough to make her juices start to flow. They really did excite her ... each of them in their own way.
But Betty wanted more.
She wanted to fuck her son, that was true. She also wanted to fuck her daughter. But it was so normal now that there was not a bit of excitement left to it.
She wondered if there was a way out of this. She spent her days thinking of how she could stay loyal to her family and still have some fun.
Then Betty thought about other people. There were other people who she could fuck and still stay loyal to her family! Of course! Why had she not thought of this before? There were her nephews and her nieces!
Betty smiled with an inward glow at her new scheme! She would get to her nephews! They were the same age as her son and daughter. It would be perfect!
The only thing she would do differently is that she would not tell anyone what she was going to do. That way, she could have the excitement of fucking-on-the-sneak and the security that she was not doing it with strangers!
Betty had devised another sure-fire plan. At least, that was what she hoped. There would have to be a way that she could be satisfied.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Betty disengaged herself from her son's body. He had cum deep inside of her. She held him tightly by the ass so that his cock was lodged tight in her when he came.
Her husband and daughter had fucked on the floor. This time, the girl had straddled her father. She had bounced around on his sturdy penis until he had splashed her sperm inside of her.
Bill had kept his hand on her clit all the while she was impaled on his cock. That way, the girl got the full benefit of the friction from her fucking.
Betty was satisfied. She had climaxed twice under Bob's pounding cock. He had become a rather good fuck. She rarely had to tell him what to do anymore. In a way, she almost missed that.
The four of them were lounging and trying to catch their breath after their orgasms. Betty knew what would happen next. One of them was going to say that they were hungry.
That would be the signal for Betty to get up and rustle together something for them all to eat. It was another one of the jobs that went with the incest. She was not happy about it at all.
But tonight, as all the other nights that she had done this, she got up and fixed some snacks. Betty looked forward to a fuck when she would not have to work afterward. She thought about the day that Bill had eaten her out in the chair. It had been wonderful because she did not have to do anything in return for it.
Again, the phrase ran through her head that a woman's work was never done. It was ringing truer and truer to her!
But Betty was biding her time. Tomorrow she would go to visit her sister in the city. There she would try to seduce her nephew, Peter. She remembered him as being a very handsome boy.
Betty dressed carefully for the visit to her sister. She had put on a pair of new jeans that the family had said she looked great in. They all said that she looked younger with them on. That was precisely what she wanted.
She wanted the boy, Peter, to think that she was not just an old aunt of his. She wanted to dazzle the boy. She did her best to look good. And she did. ... Betty was an attractive woman.
When she got to her sister Jean's, Peter was not at home. It was not until she had stood two hours of chit-chat that the boy returned. He was sixteen years old, tall, and extremely handsome. Betty became nervous when she saw him.
She wondered how she was going to pull this off. She had planned that she could probably be alone with the boy when her sister went to pick up Cassandra, her eight-year-old, from school. But Jean was pressuring her to go along.
Betty used a headache as an excuse to beg off from going with her sister. It finally worked. Jean left her alone with Peter. She promised to return in forty-five minutes. Betty knew that she would have to work fast.
"Peter, you're certainly a handsome boy."
"Thanks, Aunt Betty."
"Just call me Betty."
"Okay."
"Have you ever had any women in your room, Peter? I mean women that you date."
"Huh?"
"I'd like to go to your bedroom with you."
"Uh ... sure."
The boy looked at her strangely. He opened the door to the room and let her go in. She turned and closed the door behind them. She did not let a second go by.
Betty put her arms around the boy's neck and reached up to kiss him. He did not move ... he was stunned. Betty kissed him with all the passion that she felt in her body.
Her lips parted and she explored the boy's mouth with her tongue. He was breathing heavily. She took her arms and put them around her waist as she kissed him. He let her do what she wanted.
Betty's hands roamed toward his ass. Then she moved them around to the front of him. She pressed against his crotch. The boy tried to pull away from her. She would not let him go.
"What's the matter, Peter? Surely you've done this with your girlfriends before."
"Yeah ... but you're ... you're my aunt!!"
"So what? You're a handsome young man and I'm a woman who wants you. Why can't we have a good time?"
"B-but what if we get caught?"
"We won't!"
With that, Betty pushed her nephew backwards onto the bed. He sprawled with his legs apart. She fell right on top of him. She began to squirm her body around on top of him. She wanted to get him as hot as she could as quickly as she could.
Betty did not have much time to seduce him.
The boy just lay there as she unzipped his jeans. She could tell by the bulge that he had a good set of equipment. She pulled open his shorts and stuck her hand inside. The stiff, hard penis met her grasp. She pulled it out.
His cock was good, but it was not the best she had ever seen. Her motherly pride welled up in her when she thought about her own son's manly equipment. It was better than this boy's.
Betty felt that she was doing Peter a favor as she bent her head to lick the crimson head of his cock. The boy pleaded with her to stop. How absurd!
How could she stop now!
Betty licked and took his cock in her mouth.
She would not stop now! Why should she? This was what she wanted. It was excitement ... adventure. She was keeping her lust in the family, but this time it was a secret.
The boy still pleaded that she let him go. Betty knew that she had to put a stop to that. She opened her mouth wide and took the shaft of his cock in.
His penis was swallowed right up to the hilt! His balls hit against her chin!
That made the boy stop protesting! His pleading changed to a sigh of pleasure. She knew that he was still not comfortable with what was being done ... but he loved it!
Betty could feel the big head of his prick in her throat. She was sucking on it as hard as she could. She felt his penis grow larger and harder in her mouth. She tickled the underside of it with her tongue. The boy groaned.
But she wanted to fuck him. She did not just want him to spew his semen in her mouth!
Betty knew that she would have to work fast if she wanted to feel his hard young cock in her cunt. She would have to peel off the tight jeans that she had on in a hurry!
She let the erect prick slide out of her mouth. The boy sighed as it popped free from her lips. It made a smacking sound as the pressure seal of her mouth was broken.
Betty jumped up from the bed and started to get out of her jeans. Peter reached for his cock. It looked like he was going to try to get the swollen thing back into his pants!
"What do you think you're doing, Peter?"
"I ... I was going to get dressed."
"You are dressed, young man! Now you stay right where you are or I'm going to get very cross with you!"
The boy blinked at her in amazement. She had barked at him as if he were a child with his hand in the cookie jar. He let his cock stand free. He lay there on his back meekly.
When Betty was undressed she crawled back on the bed and straddled the boy. His cock was standing up straight between her legs.
She held his cock with one hand and lowered herself. She felt his tip part her cunt lips....
The shaft slid all the way up her cunt easily.
Betty jockeyed herself up and down on his hardness trying to get her clit to feel the friction.
Betty did not have a chance to cum before it all happened.
Peter spurted out his load into her cunt at the same time that his mother opened the door to his bedroom.
All the way home Betty had thought about the look of horror on her sister's face when she saw them. Jean could not believe that she had actually fucked her son that way! She was horrified!
Betty had tried to explain. It had done no good. Jean said that she was going to call Bill. She said that she would tell Bill all that had happened. That had frightened her. Betty did not want Bill to know about this.
She wondered what had happened to her. She wondered why she had been compelled to fuck her nephew. What was wrong with her that she had to go about having these incestuous relations?
But was there really something wrong with Betty? Did she really have to feel the shame that she felt welling up inside of her as she did now? Betty felt dirty.
She wondered what the children would say when they found out that she had fucked their cousin? Perhaps they would take it all in stride. But Betty doubted that. She knew that her family would feel betrayed by her.
Betty had opened her cunt to another cock. Her family would not care that she had only committed incest. They would be angry because she had gone outside the family.
Betty could not help it. She needed to fuck. She needed excitement. She did not think that it would be wrong if it was all in the family.
