Outwardly, suburbia maintains the strait-laced middle-class look that belies the social ferment behind closed doors.
There is the secret use of drugs, fed by the marijuana syndrome. There is the river of alcohol flooding from door to door under the euphemism of social drinking. Then, of course, inevitably there is the advent of mate-swapping. All in the spirit of good clean fun ... But where does the fun stop and degradation begin? When one excess leads to another-and another-to what? When the children set as the pattern of their own life style what already is the norm at home?
This is the story of one family in one neighborhood in one city. Anywhere, U.S.A. The Maddoxes - Chad and Betty, their children, Danny and Nicole. And the Maddoxes older daughter and son-in-law, Linda and Glen. It is startling as a mirror of a way of life behind closed doors. No facade. No regrets. Indeed, for them it is the norm.
And outside their lives go on. Business and its daily conflicts. School and its trials and triumphs. Pleasure and its unforeseen accidents and moments of heroism.
The norm ... For the Maddoxes, yes. And how many other families like them?
A novel of fiction for entertainment. A page of our restless society as food for serious thought.
--The Publisher
Chapter One
She was warm and snug in bed, and she had just been fucked. It wasn't often that Chad put the prick to her early in the morning, not any more. But that made it just that much better when he did wake up with his cock hard and eager.
Betty pulled a pillow over her head and listened to the vague sounds in the bathroom next door, where her husband was getting ready to go to work. She drifted back to sleep, relaxed and content, knowing that Chad still loved her and wanted her. His jizz was still sticky between her inner thighs, and she rubbed them together in her half-awake, half-asleep dreaming. It was nice to fuck as if they were teenagers again, instead of so long married and kind of in a rut with their sex lives.
She dreamed on, safe in the dark of their bedroom, the curtains tightly drawn to keep out light. She dreamed of Chad caressing her body, of him pushing lightly and sensually against the cheeks of her ass. His prick was so hard, so nice and warm when she shifted her tail and opened her thighs slightly so that he could slide in between her butt-cheeks and let it nestle in her beaver. His cock lifted neatly against her cunt-mound, the length of it along the length of her labes, and she squirmed against it, hunching her tail back against him.
Good, it was very good, and Betty was all soft and giving in her sweet dreaming, tender and limp once the distended head of the prick began to prod again gently for the opening of her cunt.
"Ummmm," she murmured aloud, sighed it between her pillows, and the tender hands fondled the cheeks of her ass, cruised up to her waist, one of them slipping under and the other continuing higher until her left-tit was in its palm. The fingers teased her already erect nipple, rolling it between them. Betty sighed happily again.
The knob of his rod pushed at the lips of her pussy, and Betty felt the spongy thrill of it, wiggled to help it fit inside. And suddenly it was sliding on up into her cunt, very stiff, long and slim. One hand on her tit, one on her belly, he pulled her ass to him, and ground his cock deep, shoved it all the way home until Betty could feel his balls all silken-haired against her thighs.
Somehow, it was different than it had ever been, when they made it together. There was a strange feel to his cock, a hunger in it that she hadn't known for some years now. It even seemed to reach farther up into her cunt, even if it wasn't as thick as she remembered.
His cock worked into her hole, eased back out almost to the flanged head, thrust strongly back inside the clinging softness of her cunt. Stroke and stroke and the head of it churning, seeking, pushing; Betty moaned into the pillow, muffling the sound so she wouldn't disturb anyone in the other room.
Nicole" was asleep in one bedroom, and her brother Danny in the other; it wouldn't do for their children to wake and listen to their parents screwing.
But... it was different, different, and even in Betty's dreams, screwing Chad shouldn't be all that odd. His was the only cock she had ever known, from the time he first put it into her cunt at sixteen, until now. So she ought to recognize the thrusting of it, should know the feel and length and heft of the meaty staff. She had screwed it thousands of times.
Betty's eyes came open, and the seesawing movements of the cock within her cunt didn't stop. Her clitoris was throbbing, stimulated again by the satiny-hard passage of the stiff tool reaching in and out of her quivering pussy ... again!
She wasn't asleep now, she was awake, and the hard cock was doing a fine job in her fevered cunt, lunging and jamming. The breath was panting hotly against the back of her neck where her hair had fallen aside, and the hands held tightly, desperately, to her body, held tit and belly. His pelvis surged against the cheeks of her ass and he tried frantically to bury his lurching prick impossibly deeper into her steamy hole.
"Chad?" she whispered. "Chad... did you come back for seconds? You'll be late for work, dear."
Then the voluptuous rhythm of the fucking really got to her, and her clit thrummed madly as the sweet, hot feeling centered in her lower cunt. Belly rolled her ass and reached down to take the solid male balls in her hand, to caress them while the swollen rod above hammered into her horny cunt.
Her fingers touched, recoiled and went stiff in shock. They weren't her husband's balls! But the prick pounding so hungrily into her wetly responsive pussy was lifting her to an orgasm, bringing her up and up while the good feeling spread from her clitoris to take in all her cunt, her cervix, her belly, then swept hotly down to make her asshole draw tight in ecstasy.
"C-Coming!" the voice panted against her neck, but softly, softly. "Oh ... ohhhh! I'm coming!"
Just as the first spurting of jizz hurled itself wet and hot and thick into her spasming pussy, Betty Maddox recognized the whispering voice. She knew it as well as her own, better maybe. But she didn't want to know it now; her mind reeled even as her cunt drank thirstily of the cock-juice that kept flooding into it.
Betty's hands felt around, caught the wrist of the hand on her tit, caught the other one on the hand that was fondling down into her wet pussy where the length of that rigid cock was still buried.
She turned her head, hissed back over her shoulder: "Danny! What are you ... oh, what have you ... how could you ..."
"Shhhhh!" the murmur tickled into her ear. "Daddy's still in the bathroom. Hear the shower?"
Heart racing wildly, the pulse beating in her throat, Betty heard the pelting of water in the bath, only inches away from her head through the wall... only inches from their heads!
"Don't scream," Danny said as she clung numbly to his wrists. "If you do, Daddy will kill me.
"But ..." she whispered back, "but ... but... "
Betty couldn't make the words, couldn't untrack herself. She lay there in bed, her own bed shared so long with her husband, with Danny's prick up her cunt. Her own son had just screwed her, sneaked into bed and slipped his young cock into her freshly fucked cunt while she lay in a state of semi-awareness.
And while his father took a shower only inches away!
She tried to pull his hands away, and he burrowed his still hard cock into her pussy, so that she could feel the oozing of his cum as it worked out of her inflamed slit.
"D-Danny! I... you ..."
"Shhh," he murmured, "shhh, Mother. Don't let him hear you."
Oh no, she thought dazedly; it was an impossible, unimaginable thing, but the stark truth of it was not to be denied: Her son had his prick in her cunt; her son had shot a load of cum into her. He'd fucked his own mother...and she had screwed him back, loving it!
But not when she knew it was Danny's cock. She hadn't realized it was him; she thought it was her husband. She did, she did\ "Please," Danny sighed into her ear, his prick flexing within her cunt-hole, "oh, please, Mom don't freak out. Listen. Listen to me, please, please."
She couldn't yell. If she did, Chad would come roaring into the bedroom and find his son screwing her. He'd crush Danny, fling him into the walls.
Chad had a violent temper when he was aroused, and this ... this would make him crazy.
But she couldn't just lie there with her son's jizz leaking down between her taut thighs. Oh, lord, she thought, it had been mixed with her husband's ejaculation. The idea made her head swim, and the drumming of the shower in the next room sounded like a thousand arrows coming down on a tin roof. Her hands fell limply from Danny's wrists.
Immediately, he dipped them into her crotch, cupping and fingering her cunt-mound.
"Oh, Mom, Mom ... you don't know how I've ached to get into you, to make love to you like this. Years and years ... trying to make love to you like mad. All those years trying to keep from getting a hard-on whenever you brushed my leg with yours, whenever I caught a peep down your robe at those beautiful tits. Oh, Mother ... I love you, love you."
"You ... you can't," she said low and quiet, just as the shower went off. "Not love me like this. Only as a ... a son should love his mother."
A grunt came through the thin wall, and Betty pictured her husband climbing out of the tub, hair tousled and body dripping. He'd shave now, humming and whistling at the mirror. If he even suspected that his wife had another cock in her body ...
His lips touching her ear, his hot breath sending involuntary ripples over her skin, Danny said: "I've loved you like this. It's wonderful, great... crazy and wild as I dreamed it might be. Oh, Mom, you have the loveliest body, the greatest ass, and your big, firm tits ..."
Her son began to move again, to slowly stroke again, and now his fingertips massaged her pussy-mound, penetrated into her labes, touched her clitoris, and the combined sensations were maddening.
In the bathroom, her husband whistled the melody from an old song, something from their young married days, and Betty thought that she was going insane. She'd never dreamed of this, never! Danny was tall and slim, handsome and of course attractive, but for her to think of him sexually ...
"Oooooohhhh, Mom, your pussy is as hot and tight as a girl's. It's better than any girl's pussy, Mother. Oh, oh, hot and greasy and your cunt hair is so thick ..."
He was feeding his cock to her again, stimulating her responses, sliding and poking, so sweet and so tender, all understanding and knowledgeable. At seventeen years old, she thought. Danny Maddox is only seventeen years old, and he's screwing his mother for the second time, with his father only a few feet away in the next room.
She couldn't allow it to happen again-The first time, she hadn't known who was fucking her, but now she did, and so it must not happen. It was wrong and forbidden, and so sinful that the act itself was only whispered about. It was terrible and ... and so thrilling. He was so young and hard, so beautiful, and he used his cock as if it were an artist's brush and he were painting a masterpiece inside her cunt.
The bathroom door opened and shut. Betty yanked the pillow off her head so she could listen better as her husband's footsteps moved down the hall, and she sighed in relief. Then her breath hung in her throat; Chad had stopped. Now he was turning back!
"Quick," she hissed, "get down! Your father is coming!"
Danny withdrew from her; she felt his hard* prick slide out of her cunt and rake between her thighs as she pushed him down, rolling on her back to do so, shoving him for anything else; Chad was opening the bedroom door.
Betty lifted her knees, held them bent so that they tented the blankets, and she hoped that Chad wouldn't be able to see well in the darkness of the bedroom, that he wouldn't notice the lump under the covers she was doing her best to hide.
"Hey ... you awake? Didn't mean to wake you up, doll. Forgot my watch."
Holding her breath, Betty watched his outline move to the tall dresser, saw him fumble over the top, heard the clink of metal. And she felt her son's breath warm and tingling against her thigh; his head was right there between her hip and knee.
"Go back to sleep," Chad said, and came to lean over her.
Eagerly, swiftly, she raised her arms and pulled his face down to hers, kissing him open-mouthed and with the spice of her fear on her tongue. Anything to keep him from noticing-anything.
"Wow," Chad said, "You keep doing that, and I won't go to work at all."
Betty let him go quickly. "Bet you're already running late."
Lightly, he kissed her again. This time she kept her lips closed and tried not to shiver as Danny breathed against her skin beneath the "blankets.
Chad said. "Okay for now. I'll try to get home early."
"Fine," she said, not trusting her voice.
He was gone then, closing the door softly behind himself, trying to go quietly down the hall so as not to awaken the kids. The kids, she thought. One of them was here in bed with his mother, and he was certainly no child any more. He was ... he was tickling her thigh, kissing it.
Betty held herself still, kept silent until she heard the front door click and the muffled sound of the car starting. Then she lifted the covers and said, "You get out of this bed, right this minute, Danny! Your father ... Oh, lord, but that was the closest thing ever..."
"Yeah," Danny mumbled against her skin, "yeah, close ... but really exciting, hiding from him with you helping me. It turns me on even more, and I'm already so horny for you that I'm about to shoot off on the sheet."
"Danny Maddox! How... how dare you? Don't... oh, don't do that. Get up. Climb out of this bed this very instant!"
His hands cupped her ass-cheeks, and his mouth found her upper thigh; Danny worried her skin tenderly between her teeth. "I dig it when you're being the big mama, discipline and all. You love me, Mom. That's why you didn't scream, and why you kept hiding me from Dad when he walked in here."
"Of course I love you," she said. "You're my son and I-"
"Not like that, not only that way," he said, nipping her flesh, feeling her ass, his hot breath reaching up and up to stir the wet curls of her beaver. "This way, too, Mother. You love me as a man, as a lover, and that's how I want it, how I've always wanted it."
"Danny, we can't..."
"We can," he insisted. "We will. I've wanted to get my prick into your gorgeous pussy since I was about twelve years old. I've craved you, needed you so much I almost went crazy. And this morning ... I sneaked in to get one of Dad's shirts before he woke up. And there were the two of you, going at it, fucking each other while I stood in the shadows and damned near exploded."
Betty wiggled, tried to ease her lower body away from her son's grasp, but Danny only tightened his fingers and dug them into the deep, soft flesh of her ass.
"But he's supposed to do it to me. I'm his wife, and we're not too old for sex. And you shouldn't have been in our bedroom."
He blew into her beaver. Betty shivered, sucked in her breath, tried to deny that the nipples were hardening on her tits. How long had it been since Chad had done that to her? Too long, too many years and too much boredom in between.
Danny .said, his face much nearer her cunt-mound now, the shape of his head rising bit by bit to poise above her crotch, "I crawled around by the trunk and hid here until Dad got up. I heard the noises his cock made in your pussy ... this pussy. I heard you whisper how much you like to fuck, and I had to hold my own prick to keep it from splitting wide open."
"But, Danny ... please. You ... you've done it to me once. Please leave now, and we'll just forget it ever happened."
"Forget it? No way, Mom. I'm just getting started with you. Like I said, I couldn't stand it any longer when Daddy climbed off you. I just had to try you on for size, or go crazy. So I sneaked into the bed after he left, and I hoped you'd be sleepy and think he'd come back, that it was his prick instead of mine. At least, until I could get into that marvelous cunt. Then I hoped like hell you were as hot as you look and act, as hot as you sounded there with Daddy screwing you. I hoped that once I started fucking you, fucking that pussy I wanted all my life, well, you didn't yell. You protected me. You dug being fucked by me and we're going to fuck more. Now and every chance we get, Mother... my darling, hot-cunt mother!"
Betty lay supine, shocked beyond movement And before she could react, before she could slap him and order him from the bed he had soiled with his incestuous attack, Danny's face dipped between her thighs and he lifted her butt in both his strong young hands to hike her crotch to his mouth.
"Nooooo!" she moaned. "Oh, Danny, no! Please don't... not me ... not your own mother. Your mother!"
He groaned into her labes, his lips caressing those still dewy cunt-lips, his face pressing down into the soft richness of her already over stimulated pussy-mound. She felt the sweet pain of his teeth, knew the darting of his hot tongue ...
Her son ... her only son ... was going down on his mother. He was licking into her sensitive pussy, and there was no way she could possibly stop him, except by screaming and waking up little Nicole. That would ruin everything, frighten Danny's sister out of her wits.
His tongue pushed into her cunt-lips, and he opened his mouth to eat her twat, to suck upon her juices and those that had mingled within her hot fuck-hole. Danny pulled her lips into his own, and used his thick tongue like the thrusting of a prick, passing it in and out of her puckered labes. Stretching his mouth, forcing it wide, he drew much of her cunt-mound into it, then with a groan, pushed it back out and burrowed his mouth deeply into her spasming pussy.
His tongue found her clitoris. Danny curled his tongue around her little nub of passion, then sucked it lightly and lovingly between his teeth. The sensation was indescribable; lights flashed behind Betty's eyes and her mouth pumped for air. Somehow, her hands had strayed down and gotten their fingers entangled into Danny's hair, into his long, thick hair.
She couldn't hold back any longer. Biting her lip, shoving down on his head so that her clit worked over his teeth, Betty began to roll her belly, to shift her ass in her son's hands while he lustily ate her cunt.
"You ... you ... oh, Danny!" she gasped. "Oh, do it to me, darling! Eat me up! Ahhh! Ohhhh! I haven't had it this way in so long! Ahhh, baby! Oh, yes, my darling son! My lover! Eat me! Eat my pussy, darling! The pussy you came out of!"
Danny sucked her snatch then. Air escaped with bubbling sounds from his mouth as he sucked her cunt, drawing so violently upon it that Betty thought she was being turned inside out-and hoped that she was. He pulled her pussy with his teeth, sucked it into his mouth, chewed on the rubbery nub of her shuddering clitoris.
"I'm coming!" she hissed down at her son. "Oh, my baby! I'm coming, coming, COMING!"
Chapter Two
Oh, lord, I've been a terrible woman, doing something that can't be forgiven-I've fucked my own son.
Turning her face into the pillow, Betty shuddered. There was some excuse, some minor rationalization, for Danny screwing her in that sneaky move. But after she'd hidden him from his father, she should have ordered him from the bed, slapped him, told him sternly that there'd be no more of such an impossible situation.
Instead, she had allowed him to go down on her, to eat her cunt that still held both his jizz and his father's. She had twisted and squirmed under his boyishly eager mouth and hunched her cunt up to him; she had begged her young son to eat her pussy!
Oh, lord, she thought. Oh, my lord. If Chad ever finds out, he'll kill us both. I know he will. He's big and jealous, and he can be violent at times. If he ever somehow discovered that his son was fucking his wife, he'd go out of his mind with rage.
She sat up, and the swinging of her tits reminded her that her body was still aroused, that she had just gone through a sex-session which was the wildest and longest-lasting of her life. First Chad had screwed her, in one of his rare early-morning hungers; then Danny fucked her from behind; then her son sucked her pussy until she damned near fainted. And Betty realized that only the noise of her daughter had prevented him from topping her at least once more. When he agreed to go out and fix his sister breakfast, his prick had still been stiff as a broom handle, but far more beautiful.
Betty touched the swollen nipples of her tits. Danny said he loved those tits, that the sight of her ass turned him on, and the touch of her pussy ... well, that simply freaked him out. He'd told her that her cunt was gorgeous, that it was tighter and hotter and far more rich than the cunts of the young girls he'd been screwing.
Smiling to herself, Betty slid one hand down and rested it upon the hairy black mound between her thighs. It was nice to know that she could be a real sex symbol for someone yet, that she could make a young and handsome male raise a hard-on by the enticing roll of her ass and the lifting of her tits. Even if the male were her own son.
She climbed out of bed, and her thighs kissed softly. She stood awhile before her full-length bedroom mirror, staring at her newly awakened and freshly fucked body. Not since she was sixteen years old had she been, so thrilled. Blissful sensations were still rising and falling within her cunt.
He had called her beautiful, and the mirror affirmed that her body was still firm and taut, that her tits stood high and the cheeks of her ass didn't sag, that her belly was almost flat and that her skin was good. Betty preened a bit before the mirror, sweeping back her long black hair and staring from lowered lashes at her reflected blue eyes. Maybe not really beautiful, she thought, but still attractive, still sexy.
She found her robe and slippers, left her bedroom and went in to shower. Soaping down her own skin, she felt again its tremendous sensitivity, the warm satiny texture of it. Danny, she thought; her son Danny was so eager, so hungry to taste her skin, to love every inch of her stimulated body.
But of course, they couldn't do it again. It was finished now, over and done with, and from here on, she would do her level best to erase the memory from her brain.
She rinsed in cold water and turned off the shower, to step out onto the bathmat and towel her flesh vigorously. Betty forced her mind to other things, to her daughter Nicole. Little Nikki was small and sweet, and she would be shocked into trauma if she even suspected an incestuous affair between her brother and her mother.
And her older daughter, Linda; Betty found it difficult to believe that Linda had already been married for two years, and was now a well-adjusted housewife, all of twenty-one years old. Linda would go up the wall in outrage if she learned of her mother and her younger brother secretly sharing illegal and immoral sex.
But such thrilling sex! Betty wrapped the towel around her waist and stepped to the sink. How many times had she come? Once with Chad, at least twice with Danny, and maybe even more. She'd gotten too dizzy to count, knowing only that the great surges of feeling were thundering over her clitoris and through her pussy.
She wondered just how long her son had been screwing, where he had learned his cunt-lapping techniques, what girl had been the first to feel his hard young cock. Betty knew a tiny bite of jealousy at the idea, and wished somehow that she could have been the woman to instruct her son in the of the flesh. But of course, she would never have even thought of such a thing. And she had better stop dwelling on the idea now.
She had to be strong, to cut his insane affair off before it grew any bigger, any deeper. She had to stand firm and deny any hint of physical familiarity with Danny. Sooner or later, if they came together again-even if it were only once or twice, to slake their thirst for each other's newly discovered bodies-there would be a chance of their being found out, exposed.
Betty rubbed cleansing cream into her face and massaged the skin under her eyes, at their corners, then around her mouth. Danny thought she was sensual and beautiful, that she was the best fuck he had ever known. His father didn't say things like that any more; Chad only screwed her once or twice a week, and then it was more like a habit or a duty. He must have had a sexy dream this morning, and come awake with a hard-on, and she'd been right there for him to stick it into.
But that had worked out wonderfully, for Danny had come in to swipe one of his dad's shirts and seen them screwing. The sight had made him so hot that he couldn't hold out any longer; it had turned him on so much he'd made the desperate gamble with her, hoping he could fuck his mother and that she wouldn't expose him. Wiping her face, Betty began to fix her eyes, touching up the dark lashes, seeing a new life swirling within their dark-blue depths.
She added a touch of lipstick and a dab of powder, then applied the powder puff and talcum liberally all over her body. Wouldn't it be awful, she thought, if Danny had screwed her before the Pill had been invented? She was reaching for her robe, the towel draped across her hips, when the bathroom door swung open and Danny stepped inside.
He shut the door behind him. "Wow," he breathed, "now I can get a real good look at you, Mom. Those tits are the greatest!"
"Get out!" Betty cried, drawing the robe up to her breasts, covering them. "Your sister is-"
"Nikki's long gone," he said. "I gave her a quarter and she took off for her friend's house. She'll be gone most of the day."
Betty swallowed, tried to make her voice firm. "Please let me get dressed, Danny. Then we'll sit out in the kitchen and have a talk about... well, about what happened accidentally, and ..."
He grinned at her, his smile big and bright, his blue eyes dancing. Danny was wearing only his summer shorts, no shirt, no shoes, and Betty could see a bulge in front of the pants. Surely, he still couldn't have an erection, she thought.
Danny said, "I like it fine here. You know, when nobody else was home, and I knew you were taking a shower, I'd sneak up here and peek through the wall in my room. I drilled a little hole in it a long time ago, and I never could see much at once, but sometimes I'd catch a glimpse of your tits, or see that beautiful black hair around your pussy, or maybe I'd see you swinging that nicely rounded ass when you walked to the shower. Then I'd jerk off, hoping to see you do the same, hoping that Dad would go into the bathroom and put his prick into you, so I could see how crazy you were when you get fucked."
"Don't talk to me like that," she said, moistening her lips with the tip of her tongue. "It's not right and it's not nice, and I don't want to hear you saying things like that to ... to your own mother."
He took a step towards her, his right hand running up and down over the swell in his shorts. He was so golden, she thought, so handsome and slim-hipped; all the little girls must go insane over him.
"Sure, you want to hear it," he said. "You like the sound of the dirty words, because you're the hottest piece of ass going. You're all sexed up right now, watching me handle my prick, and you know damned good and well that I'm going to fuck you again, Mother. Right here and right now, I'm going to stick this hard cock back into your gorgeous cunt and fuck you until I can't get it up any more."
Betty tried again: "But you can't. You can't! I don't want to. I won't allow-"
Danny dropped his shorts. His prick leaped out at her, long and solid, stiff and tipped in lavender. The little veins on the shaft were blue, and brown hair curled thickly in his crotch, curly and abundant over his young balls. There was a shiny drop of fluid on the blunt end, a liquid gem of pre-cum that glistened on the throbbing knob.
"Here it is, Mother," he said. "This is what you had earlier, and what you want right now. And I want to stick it in you, to climb between your lovely thighs and work the head of my cock around in all that black pussy hair. I want you lying there on your back with your thighs opened and when I get it buried to the balls inside your hot, juicy cunt, I want to feel your long, fine legs curl up around my back ... the way you do when Dad climbs on you."
The mention of her husband shook Betty. She said, "Oh no-no, I won't do it! I won't let you ... "
But he stepped close and took her wrists. The robe slipped away and left her tits exposed, trembling, their nipples going hard. Danny didn't touch them yet.
Instead, he drew her hands down and placed them on his prick. Betty trembled from head to foot and her breath rasped dryly in her throat. Instinctively, her fingers closed around the hard young rod, adoringly fisting the stiff boyish cock, and its hotly pulsing maleness turned her weak. She clung to his cock for support, and somehow his face lowered to her tits, somehow his breath was tickling warmly over her quaking jugs.
"That's right, darling," he said. "Darling, passionate Mother-hold onto my prick while I kiss these terrific tits."
Her son's tongue licked out over one of her nipples, and a stab of delight lanced into her. His mouth closed over the vibrant tip and she flinched; she tightened her grip on his prick and leaned into him for support because her knees were turning rubbery.
Together, they sank to the floor, and she was limp beneath his slim, muscular body. There was no hair on his chest and none on his belly, but it was concentrated in a generous clustering at Danny's crotch. It felt so thrilling to be under him, to have his prick in her hand and pinned between their bellies.
He sucked her nipple, licked over it, bit it tenderly until she squirmed. He said wetly around her tit: "I sucked these when I was a baby. I got fed through the nipple, and now it turns me on. Now, it makes me want to eat you all over."
"Danny!" she gasped. "Oh, my darling son!"
"But I need to fuck you first," he said, and suddenly his knob was settling into the damp hairs of her beaver, feeling its eager way into the quivering receptiveness of her humid labes. Her son's cock pushed against the entrance to her cunt, and slowly moved inside.
"Oh, yeah," he panted. "Oh, man ... it's so hot and slippery inside. It's still got some of my cum in it, and some of Dad's, too. Wow ... what a wild pussy, and your ass is so soft, and your legs ... Oh, Mom ... oh, Mother ... I love you! I love you!"
And with his prick slipping strong and hard up inside the confines of her cunt, Betty was once more in control. Danny was once again her little boy, and she was teaching him something; she was instructing her baby in a new knowledge.
"I love you, too, darling," she said, and rolled the cheeks of her ass to fit his cock even more snugly and securely into her motherly cunt. His superb young balls nestled into the crack of her ass, and she wished she could swallow them up with her cunt, with her asshole, that she could fit all of his beautiful boy back into her body and give birth to him all over again.
"Fuck your mother deep, baby," she said, stroking his hair. "Fuck me strong and deep and forever. Come in your mother's loving pussy."
"Yes, Mom," Danny panted, and lunged his long rod into her cunt, pulled it back and hammered it home once more. It was longer than his father's prick, she thought; Danny's cock wasn't as thick as Chad's, but it was considerably longer. She could feel the head of it knocking at the end of her cunt.
Betty heaved her pelvis against him, met her son's prick stroke for stroke, and when she wrapped her arms around his smooth shoulders, his mouth hungrily sought hers. He had dipped this finely chiseled pair of lips into her cunt; he had used his mouth to suck the flowing juices from his mother's pussy, and Betty had a sudden wild desire to taste the flavors of her own cunt-but it was too late. Some time soon, she thought; she could let herself go in bitchy abandon and do all the dirty things she had always craved to do.
His tongue darted, darted inside her lips, and her teeth raked over his teeth; she knew the thrill of his tongue, its wet seeking. As his cock thrust strongly into her clenching, surging pussy, his tongue followed suit inside her mouth. Danny matched the movements of his tongue with the actions of his prick, timing both rhythms in a sensual, lascivious beat that drove her insane.
Betty bucked under her son's pelvis, rode her son's hammering dick and hunched to get another inch inside her hole if she possibly could. Her legs thrashed, and she remembered that he had asked to have her legs around his waist. Her heels just naturally seemed to fit into the sweaty crack of his ass, and Betty locked her lower body to his as he fucked harder and faster.
Danny's cock became a battering ram that shook her with each powerful blow; her tits bounced when the cock-head slammed home; her ass shook when his dick slapped into her hole.
"Mom! Mom!" he cried. "I'm coming! COMING!"
He drove his meat down into her upthrust cunt, and she churned it up around her son's rod as she felt the head flex. Danny let go inside her flaming pussy, and she knew the searing blast of his sperm. Her son's cum shot against the womb that once carried him, and Betty felt the splash of its wet, sticky wonder as it flooded the walls of her cunt and filled her steamy hole to its brim.
"Oh, my lover," she said, clamping him even tighter between her legs, digging her heels into the backs of his knees.
"Oh, my sweet darling! Pump it into me, Danny. Squirt your mother's cunt full of that teenage cum! Just hold it stiff in me, sweetheart, and I'll roll my pussy around it. I'll hump on your lovely rod and ... Ahhhh! Yes! Yes! I'm coming, too! Oh, my love! I'm riding your marvelous prick and feeling your come in my cunt! I'M COMING!"
Her orgasm erupted within her, radiating from her clitoris to encompass her cunt, her womb, her labes, her asshole. Slowly, lovingly, her legs came sliding down his hips, making every inch a caress along his tense thighs and down the calves of his slender legs until she was lying flat again.
"Am I hurting you, Mother? My weight on top of you like this, I mean?"
"Oh, no," she murmured into the clean scent of his hair. "No, my darling-I love your body on mine."
And to prove it, she brought her legs together, sliding her calves under his and closing her thighs to hold his incomparable prick trapped within the hot glove of her cunt. Betty pillowed her son's face in the curve of her throat and held him near, feeling her tits move against his smooth chest as she breathed.
It was perfection for her, the adoring son and the loving mother blended in matchless intimacy, their juices mixing, their skin and flesh and oils together in the closest possible coupling. He needed her again, perhaps even more than he had needed her when he was a baby. She thought she'd lost him to his too-swift manhood, but now he was back with her, craving her comfort and the warmth she could give him.
It wasn't bad, Betty told herself; something so wonderful couldn't possibly be bad or evil. It was the purest kind of love. It was so beautiful that she wanted to cling to him for all time.
She lay on the floor of the bathroom, her only son atop her body with his young cock still balls deep inside her pussy, her cunt-lips tight around the round, slim staff, a warm overflow of their mixed fluids seeping ever so slightly into the compressed crack of her ass.
And Betty Maddox knew that this was only a beginning, that they would go on and on to explore each other's bodies, to seek and find all the forbidden delights that incestuous flesh could offer.
Chapter Three
Only a week after their relationship began, Danny suggested that they bring Linda, Betty's older daughter, into the circle of incest. At first Betty rejected the idea, but Danny insisted that she was ripe for a wilder sex scene than marriage could provide.
"She's ready for some new cock," he said, "and mine is certainly available."
"Maybe she is but I'm sure she won't let her baby brother fuck her," Betty answered.
"So I'll prime her with a little juice first. I'll whip up a pitcher of that rum punch she always went for. Linda could never hold her liquor. After a few drinks she'll be grabbing my crotch like a bitch in heat."
Betty's face flushed. Just talking about sex turned her on. "Where will you do it?" she asked. "If your sister goes along, that is." Betty felt like a procurer, or some equally bad kind of traitor. She was helping her daughter to break her marriage vows, and being instrumental in bringing Linda into incest.
"The family room," Danny said as he started making the potent rum punch. "I'll get the stereo along with her favorite tapes, and put the punch on ice there. We can get to talking, and drinking, and then ... I guess we have to play it by ear. If she pays too much attention to you being around, you'll have to slip out... at least for a while."
"All right," Betty agreed.
After Danny completed making the punch, she took a drink and shook her head. "This is enough to make a dyke turn nympho," she laughed and carried the punch bowl into the family room where she placed it on a little home bar.
Her son followed her and put his hands on her waist as she stood at the bar. Betty was wearing a pair of white shorts that accented her pale and lustrous skin, and a thin, see-through blouse that showed her lacy bra. She felt wicked in the outfit, and of course she was.
Leaning back against him, Betty felt her son's hard-on, felt him pushing against her butt. He kissed the back of her neck and cupped her heavy tits with both hands.
"You have the most fabulous tits I ever felt, Mother."
She turned her face, kissed his cheek, and snuggled her ass tightly to his rod, to the hard bulge in his cut-off jeans. "How many tits have you felt?"
"A few. Not too many, I guess. I felt up six or eight girls before I screwed any of them, so I guess they don't count. Only the ones I fucked."
"How many did you ... fuck?"
"Just four," Danny said. "Three chicks in class and my English teacher."
"Your teacher?"
He ground his crotch into the cheeks of her ass. "Sure. She's only twenty-eight, and I had this thing for older women, since I was so horny to lay you. It took some work, because she's cute and half the guys in class were trying to make her. But she's not nearly as good a fuck as you are, Mom. I mean, you're just the best, the greatest."
She moved away from him then, satisfied, feeling the jolt of rum she wasn't used to drinking, feeling more than a little bitchy, too.
"You'd better save that hard-on for your sister.
She should be here any minute now. Remember, she's an older woman, too."
He grinned. "Only twenty-one-just four years older than me. I like them riper... like you. But I'll admit I always had an idea about screwing Linda. She was always flitting around and showing her legs clear to her ass, or letting me get a good peep at her tits. And lots of times, she'd come in from a date and tell me how guys were feeling her up, especially Glenn, before she married him. I think she was trying to turn me on."
Betty felt a little better, and a little drunker. She poured herself another small cup of the punch and sipped it. Maybe it ran in the blood, she thought; something slightly twisted in her genes that had passed along to her children. She had always wanted to be screwed by her son; she confessed that to herself now. Oh, ft hadn't been out in the open, but she'd always liked to touch him, and she had often cast glances at his slim young ass, at his lumpy crotch.
And these impulses had been inherited by Danny, thank goodness, or badness, whichever. He possessed this dark and overwhelming passion that demanded he fuck his mother, that drove him to come into the cunt that had given him birth. She was glad; she was damned happy for that urge.
Linda, then; very attractive Linda Maddox Forester. The young housewife was shorter than her mother, at five feet six. She had rich brown hair, a shade darker than Danny's, and Betty's own blue eyes. She weighed 110 pounds, Betty remembered, and she was proud of the girl's exceptional figure.
Had Linda received the same hot combination of genes that made incest so compelling for her mother and brother? They would soon find out; Betty heard the car pull up in the driveway, and smiled at Danny.
"Here she is."
Danny stroked his softened prick. "Yeah. I hope she's anxious for this. But I'll be cool."
Linda bounced into the house, full of energy and blooming with youthful vitality.
"Hi! What was all the big secret, getting me over in the middle of the day? Not that I wasn't glad to get out of that damned apartment."
Betty kissed her daughter's cheek, and felt the brush of her tit against Linda's. It felt tingly, now that she had more in mind than a mother's embrace.
"Hey now," Linda said. "You've been juicing it up. What's the occasion?"
Danny came from the family room bearing gifts-two icy cups of powerful punch.
"Mom and I just decided to spend the afternoon with you. You look wonderful, Sis. Prettier than ever."
Linda took the cup and gave him a fleeting kiss on the mouth as Betty watched.
"My favorite brother," Linda said. "You're growing up every day."
Linda was wearing a mini, and Betty looked over the flawless thighs and well-shaped legs the skirt exposed. As her son had said, Linda's tits weren't as big as her mother's, but they were high and firm.
"You never acted bratty, like a brother," Linda was saying. "I always felt as if I could talk to you, Danny."
"You can," he said. "Come on in and sit. I've got your old tapes on."
Betty followed after, not quite certain of her role, but eager to be part of it, to be in on the action from the start. Linda's tail had a suggestive swing to it, she noticed, and she found herself wondering if her son-in-law had gotten into Linda before they were married. Probably, she decided; the girl was passionate and lovely. Why not? Glen would have been some kind of fool if he hadn't kept trying until he fucked her.
And Betty's son-in-law didn't look that foolish; he looked yummy and lithe, and Betty wondered how screwing him could be tiresome. She'd have to ask her daughter.
Linda was laughing on the couch, and Danny was sitting beside her refilling her glass. Betty went to the punchbowl, but hesitated; her head was already light and there was a warmly woozy sensation in her veins.
"Great," Danny said, "just great. And that's a great skirt, Linda. You should never hide legs that wonderful."
The music swirled through the room, and Linda stretched out her legs for them to admire. Downing her second drink, she said, "Glen kind of ignores them now. I don't mean he forgets them, but he doesn't eye them the way he used to. Marriage ... yekk."
Betty said carefully, "Doesn't he ... love you as often?"
Linda turned her head. "Why, Mom! Have you been nipping at this tasty punch for a while? I never heard you ask anything like that before."
Danny said, "You'd be surprised at how Mom is blossoming out. Didn't you dig those white shorts?"
Linda stuck out her lips while Danny poured some more juice into her glass.
"I always wished my legs were that long and sleek. But wiggling around in shorts and a see-through ... Have you gotten yourself a lover, Mom?"
Laughing, Linda drank some more, and spluttered when her brother said, "Yes. Mother has a lover, and a good one."
"Damn!" Linda said with feeling. "I was kidding around, but... you, Mom? Making it on the side with another man?"
Betty took a deep breath, but her head was still a little fuzzy. "Is that so difficult to believe? Does it shock you that much?"
Her daughter shook her head. "No, but you ... you've always been so uptight about sex, and ... Well, hell-good for you! I hope you have a great time balling the guy, and I wish I could find somebody just as exciting. Look, I don't mean that Glen and I don't fuck. We do. It's just that after two years, we know everything that each other is going to do. It's kind of boring, and I think if I get laid by some other man, it might actually stimulate my sex life with my husband."
"It will," Betty said. "It really will.
"Wow," Linda breathed, her rich brown hair falling over one side of her face and her lips just a little slack. "Never thought I could talk to you like this, Mom. Now ole Danny here ..."
She put one hand on her brother's bare leg, and Danny slid closer on the couch, moved his butt down a bit so that her hand was pushed up his thigh.
"You know the guy Mom's swinging with," he said.
"I do?" Linda's head wobbled, but she tried to focus on her mother. "Who is it, Mom?"
Danny had a hard-on now; Betty could see the heavy bulge in his short jeans. He took his sister's hand and laid it on his stiff cock.
"Guess who, Sis," he said.
Linda's head swiveled back so fast it threw her off balance and she almost fell off the couch. Her brother used his other hand to help her catch her balance, and it was no accident that it moved from the small of her back down to her trim ass.
"Wh-What? What!" Linda asked. "You and ... and mother? How ... what..."
Danny had a good grip on the cheek of his sister's ass now, and in her shock, she hadn't even tried to remove her hand from the erection at his crotch. He hunched it against her hand and played with her ass. Linda's eyes looked blurred.
"Sure, me and Mom," Danny replied. "Why not? She's beautiful and hot, and I dig her like crazy: She digs me, too. We fuck day and night."
"I... Daddy ... what about Daddy?"
Danny unzipped his jeans and shoved his long, hard prick into his sister's soft hand.
"He doesn't know ... but now you do. And we want you to swing with us, with Mom and me."
"I can't get my head straight," Linda said. "It's all so ... I'd say you were putting me on, except Mom's standing here watching you put your cock into my hand. I don't know ... I can't think ..."
"You don't have to think," Danny said, easing his hand up his sister's thigh. "Just lie back and let me show you what I do to Mom, how I put this prick into her juicy, rich pussy. Linda, you know I always .wanted to stick it into you, and you always teased me. Well, we don't have to play games any more. Now we can get it on."
She was sinking back, and Betty saw her son's hand cup her daughter's cunt-mound, that delectably swollen cunt-mound snugged by Linda's silken panties.
"But... with Mom right here?"
"Sure. She wants to see how we swing, and she'll even help me get your clothes off, won't you, Mom?"
"Yes," Betty said through numb lips, and moved towards them, her own nipples gone stiff and her crotch turning dewy. She had gone too far now; there was no backing out, no escape ... and she didn't really want to get away. She needed to be here, a witness to what was about to happen. She had to be part of this magnificently thrilling episode, and she would. Moving like a robot, she approached her older daughter and only son.
Danny was pulling off his sister's stockings, peeling down the nylon pantyhose and working off the frilly panties. Bending over the couch, Betty took hold of Linda's blouse and eased it up over her limp arms. Her daughter had her eyes closed, the thick lashes lying curled and long upon the delicate curve of her cheek.
"Look at the hair on this cunt," Danny was saying softly. "Mom, isn't that the curliest pussy hair you ever saw?"
And indeed it was, thick and deep and luxuriant, curling in a million tightly rolled brown springs, making a heavy bush between Linda's silken thighs. Then Betty unhooked the girl's bra and saw the delightfully shaped mounds of her young, firm tits. The pinkish-brown nipples were erect and trembling, and the disrobing was done. Linda lay naked upon the couch, all her vibrantly lovely body exposed to the eager eyes of her mother and brother.
"Beautiful," Danny breathed, and Betty saw that he had shucked his jeans and was kneeling on the couch at his sister's feet. "Smooth and beautifully created, Sis. You don't have to think about anything ... just lie there and feel. I'm going to be your new lover, and because I'm also your brother, it'll be better for both of us. I love you as my sister, and as a beautiful young woman, and as a wife ready for some fun, and I'm about to love you as a hot, juicy cunt."
"D ... Danny," Linda breathed through lax lips. "Oh, yes, yes!"
Betty stepped back and began to remove her clothing. Anything upon her fevered flesh felt constrictive, choking, and she simply had to rip it away. Her shorts and panties, bra and blouse fluttered to the floor; Betty also stood naked as her children, and the air felt wonderful on her skin.
Danny bent low and licked his sister's toes. She flinched and squirmed, and the boy kissed wetly over her foot, bit gently upon her calf and licked her shins. Sliding up her legs, he continued to kiss her skin, to fondle and nip at her legs, her thighs. Danny planted a lingering kiss into the deep-brown beaver, and Betty thought for a moment that she was going to see her son eat his sister's pussy.
But as she sank to the carpet close by the couch, only an arm's length away from the beautiful naked figures, she watched Danny move up on Linda's belly. His rigid prick was gripped in one hand, and his hairy balls were swinging pendulously between his thighs.
Betty's voice surprised her, coming of its own accord from her lips: "Fuck her, Danny ... oh, please hurry and fuck her!"
"Yes, Mom," he answered, and crawled between her bent legs to guide the bulging head of his eager prick into the shaggy forest of his sister' cunt-mound.
"Fuck her," Betty whispered anxiously. "Fuck your sister. Stick your cock into your sister's pussy, Son!"
"I am, Mother. Watch it slide on inside Linda's cunt. She's boiling inside, tight and hot ... hot and slidy. Oh, Linda ... oh, Sis ... my prick's moving right into your cunt."
Linda's head swung from side to side, a silent metronome; her arms lay limp at her sides as her mother took her butt and hiked her bushy pelvis to meet his first plunge into her cunt. Fascinated, Betty sat on the floor and stared as the slim, hard cock inched into the redly accepting lips of his sister's snatch.
Round and smooth, Linda's ass was lifted, tilted from the couch, and her brother's cock pushed steadily, powerfully, on into the hairy nest. His balls came to rest in her crack, and the full length of his cock was imbedded in her cunt.
"Ummm," Linda murmured. "Ummm ... long and hard. Good, good."
His chest lowered to hers, and her tits were flattened sweetly to him as the lower part of her body began to hunch. Danny kissed her open mouth, and Betty watched her children couple, belly to belly, mouth to mouth. Linda wrapped her arms around her brother and ground her pelvis into Danny's crotch.
Betty stared; the boy's cock slid out of Linda's pussy, came back glistening with his sister's cunt juice, hesitated with the head still buried in her soft fuck-hole, thrust forward once more, slipped in to the root.
"Umm," Linda said, between dartings of her tongue into his lips, "oh, baby, that's so hard and so good. Wow ... I thought my husband could fuck, but you've got it on him, Danny. Ummm... feels wild when the cock-head pokes way back in me. Fuck your sister, baby ... I haven't been screwed in three days, and I need your fantastic prick!"
Betty's tits were so swollen that they ached, the nipples hard and ready to break off. She slid one hand into her lap, fondled her gash and found it wetly throbbing. She used a finger to slowly caress her labes as she watched the action directly before her.
Pretty well smashed, turned on by her first incestuous fuck, Linda had thrown all coyness to the winds. She was clinging to Danny and hammering her cunt up at his strokes, absorbing each push of his rod and gyrating sensually on his meat.
"You ... you little son of a bitch!" she panted, pounding her crotch into his, grinding and shuddering. "You sneaky little bastard ... fucking Mom, and now me. Wow...oh, hey, you have the greatest cock! Fuck me harder, brother! Little baby brother with the far-out fuck-pole ... Fuck me hard! HARD!"
Danny responded by speeding up his thrusts, by banging his prick into her cunt so violently that her ass-cheeks jiggled and her tits shook with each heavy stroke.
"Good, good ... hard! Fuck me ... fuck me! I'm coming! Coming! Oh, son of a bitch! I'm coming, baby brother!"
"Sis ... Sis!" Danny gasped. He drove his cock into her pussy, lunged and bucked it up his sister's shivering wet cunt, and Betty saw him stiffen out, saw his legs stretch back, and she looked closely at the way his balls leaped upward.
He was coming. Betty knew exactly the sensation of his hot jizz leaping forth into a cunt, knew to the last quiver of feeling how his cum splashed and drenched the walls of an inflamed pussy. Now his older sister was feeling it, too; now Linda was being bathed in the sticky cream of her brother's ejaculation.
Linda was adoring it. Betty saw her twist and heave, watched her claw at her brother's slim ass, and heard the sloshing noise as Linda worked her cunt frantically over Danny's twitching cock.
"I... oooohhh! Oh, Danny! Oh, baby ... soak my twat! Flood my cunt! Pack me with your jizz, darling!
Betty's finger manipulated her clit, teased it, but she didn't stroke herself to a climax. Now yet, she thought. Danny will be ready to fuck again, in just a little while. And if Linda isn't too shaken up, or too smashed, then maybe she can watch him pack that fabulous meat to his mother. Her mother, too. That would make it all immeasurably better, add that spicy fillip to the sharing that could now be theirs, all three of them.
A lift of anticipation surged within Betty. She stopped playing with her cunt and moved the hand out to drift it lightly over the silken cheeks of her son's ass. The first step of the plan had been accomplished: Linda Maddox Forester had been seduced by Danny, and she knew that her mother had been screwing him, too.
That eased the way for their next move, Linda moving it with her father. It could take a little more time and effort, but the end result would certainly be worth the trouble. Maybe they could work on it this weekend; Linda could bring Glen over and stay until late Sunday night. From now until then, she should be able to contrive a method of getting her father to stick his thick cock into her yearning pussy.
Linda had wanted some new and exciting action, Betty thought. The girl was finding it now, and would come up with more. First her stiff-dicked brother; then her daddy. If that wasn't enough newness for her, she'd better hang on to Glen.
Glen, Betty thought; oh, lord, what were they going to do about Linda's husband? The house would be crowded, and every additional guest increased the chances of discovery that much more. Glen was active and virile; he couldn't be conned into getting smashed on rum punch to keep him out of the way.
But he could be drawn into something else, she decided. Like screwing his mother-in-law. Now that she had pushed aside most of the old, confining barriers, Betty couldn't draw back. She would fuck him so thoroughly, so completely, that he wouldn't be interested in roaming around the house.
Smiling, Betty continued to sit on the carpet beside the couch, and to caress her son's ass. Sometimes her fingers strayed down the crack of his buttocks and over his balls, and sometimes they went even farther, to barely touch the springy, curly pussy hairs of her daughter, there at the spot where Danny's prick was shoved into her cunt, right to the hilt.
She could feel her son relax, feel his back muscles soften. He turned his face towards her and smiled. Betty couldn't resist. She moved closer and kissed him, accepting the penetration of his tongue.
Chapter Four
"Are you sure the doors are locked?" Linda asked.
Danny laughed. "Look who's being uptight now."
"No," Linda said, curling her smooth and shapely legs under her body. "It's just that if somebody walks in and catches us all sitting around bare-assed like this, they'll think we've all freaked out... and maybe we have. If Daddy comes home, or Nikki, or ... wow! ...if my husband drives up ... I mean, getting snockered and getting laid by my brother is one thing, but getting caught at it is another. And, Mom, if Daddy caught you ... or even me ... I hate to think of what he'd do."
"That's what we have to take care of," Betty said. "That's why you have to screw your father."
Linda dropped her glass, but Danny caught it before it hit the rug.
"Oh, hey! Hey, that's the wildest, craziest thing I ever-"
"Oh, come on," Danny said. "You know damned well that you've had the hots for him ever since you started growing up. Now's your chance to do something about it."
Linda took another cold glass of rum punch, drank half of it, then giggled.
"I guess I just can't get used to this, to the whole goofy idea. I mean, sitting here naked with my brother and mother, and talking about screwing Daddy. It's too much."
"You enjoyed balling me," Danny said. "It'll be terrific with Dad. I love putting the prick to you, Linda, but there's something extra when I fuck Mom."
Linda flinched visibly and drank the rest of her punch. She said, "When I look at you, Mother... nude and beautiful like that, I wonder why I grew up thinking of you as old. You're something else. Those big, round tits and that lovely "black hair on your cunt. And I've always admired your long, provocative legs. I mean, you really have a gorgeous body. But... thinking about you and Danny, I don't know. It all seems sort of unreal."
"Oh, it's real," Betty said, herself fortified heavily by the rum and as yet horny. "But I guess we'd better prove it, Danny?"
"Anytime, Mom. I was just getting back my energy, and seeing you were waiting for me-that brought it back in a hurry. See it growing?"
She smiled at his half-risen hard-on, always drawn to the splendid charm of his cock and to the perfection of his naked body. Such a beautiful boy, and such a lovely girl with him. She was very proud of both of them.
"I'll lie down on the floor, Mom, and you can get on top. Linda, our mom is one terrific piece of ass. She's as hot and tight in the cunt as you are, and she really eats up a prick."
Betty kneeled on the carpet as her son stretched himself flat on it, his slim legs reaching to her sun-bronzed skin, his cock lifting, turning harder with each moment. She slid forward on her knees. Opening them, she passed over his legs and sat erect and poised over his lavender-headed prick. She could not resist playing with it, toying with the balls and running her fingertips lightly up and down the throbbing staff. She felt the oiliness left by his recent ejaculation, the residue of her daughter's cunt juice.
Danny was caressing her thighs, smiling up at her as he cupped the cheeks of her ass and finger-walked through the tufted shag of her beaver. She trembled above him, drawing out the anticipation of feeling her son's horny prick entering her quaking cunt.
"Lovely, Mom," Danny said, peering up into her crotch. "I can see your cunt-lips all red and waiting. So beautiful, so sexy."
"Darling," she breathed, forgetting for a moment that her daughter was sitting only inches away and staring with open-mouthed fascination. "Oh, darling, give Mommy your sweet young prick."
She inched down upon his upthrust head, positioning her slit carefully on the blunt end of her son's swollen rod. The head touched into her hot cunt-lips, probed lovingly into the thick forest of her beaver and found the slippery entrance to her cunt.
Lowering her crotch slowly, Betty settled upon her son's cock. It eased into her fevered cunt, slid teasingly over her tremulous clit and went all the way up when she sat on his pelvis. His balls were forced against the lips of her pussy, and she liked that.
"All the way in," Danny said. "My cock's locked into your pussy, Mother. You're so juicy inside, it's almost as if Dad had been fucking you before I got my prick in. So slidy and good, so tickly ... and when you rock your beautiful ass back and forth like that, I go ape."
Betty leaned over him, pushed one of her nipples at his face. "Here, darling... suck this. You love Mommy's tit so much, just suck away on this, while Mommy screws you."
Wetly, his lips pulled it in, and his teeth gnawed tenderly at her nub. Danny sucked it then, sucked on it as if he were a baby again, and she was feeding him milk instead of cunt. His hands held both her jiggling jugs and he rubbed his forehead into the one he wasn't sucking.
Betty rolled her ass and lifted up on her knees, pulling her pussy up his cock until she felt the rounded flange of the head against her inner labes. Then she pushed down again, swiveling her crotch as she did, and heard her cunt make gulping, liquid noises.
Danny pulled on her nipple, his hands gripping her ass-cheeks, his belly arching and sliding over hers, dampening with sweat. She fucked him with long, deliberate movements of her lower body, see-sawing and pumping, hunching and grinding, giving him all the delight she could, thrilling herself with each slickened thrust.
Suddenly he tore his hungry mouth away from her wet tit.
"Oh ... ah, Mother! Yes, oh, yes ... that magic cunt. But... not yet-don't make me come yet. I want to eat my sister's cunt first!"
Surprised, Betty slowed her fuck-movements, allowed his stiff prick to nestle motionless within the velvet clasping of her pussy.
"But, Danny ... how ..."
"Linda," he said. "Sis ... get off the couch and stand over me. Put one foot on each side of my body."
As if she were mesmerized, Linda stood up, moved stiffly to where they lay on the floor and obeyed her brother's gasped commands, placing one of her feet on each side of his head. His arms lifted, and she ran his hands over her ass, her thighs, down to her spread calves and back up again, searching and embracing.
"Just sit down on me," he said. "Like Mom's doing, but you sit on my face, Sis ... please, oh please. I want to taste your pussy."
"All right," Linda answered breathlessly, and bent her knees, brought her crotch down and down until the mossy and lathered mound was just over his mouth. She kneeled then, and allowed him to pull her cunt into position for his probing tongue.
They were so close, so near. Sitting on her son's prick, Betty stared at the red reaching of his tongue as it darted into her daughter's cunt. Linda squirmed and her thickly wooled twat-mound covered her brother's mouth, leaving only his chin exposed; her milky white thighs closed around his head, and Betty was afraid that Danny would be smothered in pussy, that he couldn't breathe.
But evidently he was reveling in it, for he wiggled and his prick moved within Betty's cunt. Betty sat quietly on Danny's rod until it moved again; then she began to stroke on it, taking up where she had left off, her orgasm postponed by the long hesitation, but her longing even keener.
"Mom," Linda said softly. "Oh, Mom!"
Betty looked into her daughter's face, into Linda's eyes. She reached for her daughter's hands and held them as they both rocked on Danny's body.
"Linda ... it's so ... "
"Yes, Mom ... yes!"
Betty humped sensuously on the prick in her pussy, and Linda ground lightly down on the mouth that was eating her cunt. Betty saw the perfectly modeled tits of her daughter bounce, saw the stunning nipples weaving from side to side as Linda rode her brother's face.
That's when her daughter released her hands and reached out to take Betty's tits, her fingers spread to encompass the pale mounds and the palms pressing down on the hard nipples. Betty arched her back and thrust her jugs against the adoring hands, and before she knew it, she was fondling the sweet young tits moving so appealingly before her.
Holding each other's tits, they moved in unison, one of them screwing Danny's cock, the other fucking his mouth. Caressing, squeezing, moaning softly and whispering endearments, they leaned closer and closer, until their lips met.
Betty shuddered from head to toe as her mouth slid over Linda's, as her daughter's lips opened to take in the tentative probing of her tongue. Then they were kissing in earnest, their tits mashed together, their arms around one another, tongues running wild and their teeth clashing as their gusting breaths mixed hotly.
"Baby ... my wonderful girl...
"Mamma ... oh, Mamma, kiss me, love me ...
Heaving, burrowing up and around, Danny poked hard with his cock, and Betty responded to its stabbing by riding it, by twisting the meaty rod within the silken glove of her wet cunt, and she could sense that he was going to shoot his load any second.
She took her mouth an inch away from Linda's and cried, "Ride him, sweetheart! He's ready to come!"
"Ahhh! Ummm! Danny ... Danny eat me! Suck my pussy like ... Oh, yes, baby brother, suck my cunt like that...like that!"
Churning her own ass, Betty crushed her mouth into her daughter's just as the girl came, and the spasms racked them both, for Betty was rising to her own climax, coming fiercely on the spiraling prick that was jamming into the very end of her cunt.
Beneath them, Danny Maddox bucked like a mustang, pounding his cock madly into his mother's dripping cunt, biting into his sister's buttery pussy ... and then he came. The spurting was the foaming jet of a fire hose, a solid striking of thick fluid up into Betty's cunt. The jizz boiled over the flexing head of her son's prick, and Betty came, too, her cunt foaming and frothing in ecstasy.
Gasping into her mother's mouth, Linda moaned and went limp all over. She sagged to one side, her crotch lifting from Danny's still devouring mouth with a wet and plopping sound. Betty supported her, held onto her until the descending weight was too much, then he drifted sideways with her daughter, letting Danny's hard cock pull out of her snatch.
They lay crumpled into a heap, softened and drained, and the warm looseness was an exquisite feeling in itself. Danny was spent, Betty thought; he had fired such a tremendous load into her pussy that it was leaking out along her thighs, hot and sticky. And only a short time before, he had fucked his sister furiously.
Linda, too ... Betty kissed her daughter's soft cheek. Dear Linda had passed through a pair of blazing orgasms with her adoring brother-one on his prick and one on his mouth. She was quivering, and her moaning took a long time to subside.
Such enchanted fucking, Betty thought, lying there with her darling children. It had been a thing of pure beauty, an event of wonder to cherish and remember always. She had known such a rush of love, of desire, for Linda that it had been irresistible.
She slept, or perhaps she only dreamed, but Betty's pleasant lethargy was shattered by a sound. She sat up, a sudden chill upon her tits, upon her cunt where the jizz was drying. What made the noise ... or, rather, who made it?
Betty listened hard. Had it been at one of the doors, a window? She climbed up, unsteady upon her feet, and hurried to put on her clothing.
The side window, she thought; the small window where the walk ran along the house, between wall and hedge. The noise had come from that direction, she was sure now. She touched a foot to her son's naked body, nudged Linda heavily.
"Come on, kids ... somebody's hanging around the house. Get dressed and scatter. I'll see who it is."
Danny muttered and Linda leaped straight up.
"Who? What? Oh, it must be Glen! Wow, I have to get out of here right now!"
Betty ran fingers through her hair and walked quickly to the kitchen, through it and onto the service porch, where she unlocked the back door and opened it. Stepping out onto the steps, she looked around, waited and listened.
"Hi, Mom."
Betty flinched and tried to compose her face before turning. "Nikki-I thought you'd be gone most of the afternoon."
Nicole Maddox tilted her pert face to one side. "I was. It's kind of late, and I figured you'd want me home for dinner."
"Oh, lord," Betty said, "dinner. Linda's here and we were ... gossiping so much, I completely forgot. Your father will be furious, and Linda should have called Glen, and-"
"Danny can drive me to the chicken place," Nikki volunteered, "if you'll give me some money."
"Of course-that's a great idea. Come with me while- I find my purse, Nikki. I'll call Danny downstairs."
If he could get himself together, she thought. And if Linda could bluff it through, both with her younger sister and on the phone to her husband. But no backing down, Betty thought. The weekend would be too long and dreary without the sexual freedom the three of them had found. They'd have to go through with the plan, work things around so that Linda could seduce her father, and Glen kept busy-and satisfied-by his newly awakened mother-in-law.
That took care of four people, if everything worked out. And that left two, Nikki and Danny. The boy had been a catalyst for all this, and certainly wouldn't cut himself out of his action. But how could they handle Nicole? She had been sent here � and there for days, and now she was beginning to wonder what was going on around her home.
Nikki and Danny, Betty thought, and sternly told herself no! The girl was far too young, an immature kid of fifteen. To draw her into the spreading circle of incest would be a terrible thing.
It was unthinkable. Nikki was a virgin, and not on the Pill, and would probably be frightened silly by anything remotely resembling family fucking.
In the kitchen, Nicole pushed past her, brushed a small but round thigh against Betty's, and bent to poke her head into the refrigerator. Betty stared at the dainty butt of her youngest child, at the svelte waist and graceful shape of Nicole's rear. She hadn't noticed it before, because she hadn't really looked, but the girl wasn't all that immature. Nikki was tiny, and that tended to confuse the observer's eye, but although what she had was in miniature, it was all there.
Was she still a cherry?
Yes, Betty decided; of course. They'd solve the problem of Nikki's presence some way, and bring Danny into the screwing. Smiling, Betty maneuvered her hips lewdly and went to call her other children.
Chapter Five
Betty parked the station wagon on the dark street, half a block from the house and in front of a vacant lot, shutting off lights and ignition and turning on the front seat to face her son-in-law.
"Hey, Betty ... what's up?"
She lifted her knees to the seat and drew her feet under her buttocks, touching her kneecaps lightly against his left thigh. "I'd like to talk to you, Glen."
"Sure. Anything wrong?" It was too dark to see more than the outline of his face, but his voice was serious.
She wriggled, making an accidental movement that brushed her knees against him a bit more, and Betty noticed that he didn't try to slide away.
"I understand that you and Linda are not as ardent as you used to be. That's bad, in a couple so young and not married any longer than you two. It took Chad and me many more years to drift apart, become bored."
"Linda said that? I'll be damned! I didn't think he'd talk about it, and ... yeah, Betty, I guess the honeymoon's over. I don't mean I've stopped loving my wife. I just don't get excited enough to ... well, love her as often."
Betty smiled in the dark. She was wearing a heavy and exotic perfume, and feeling like an utter bitch. The white shorts stood out, accented her hips and belly and called attention to the fact she wasn't an old mother-in-law-type lady.
She said, "The honeymoon doesn't have to be over just because the first bloom wore off. There are ... other blooms to be picked, Glen. And I can promise that knowing them will bring back the excitement of the first few weeks with Linda."
He was quiet for a while, then said, "That's another surprise, hearing that from you. I'll admit that I've been eyeing one of the secretaries, but I thought..."
Betty stretched, pushing her tits against the pale blouse, making certain that he could smell her perfume.
"You shouldn't have any trouble finding a suitable partner, Glen. You're such an exciting young man."
"Oh? I always thought you were kind of exciting, too, Betty. That's why I could never call you Mom, or Mother, or even Mother Betty. You're too ... pretty and young to be motherly."
She laughed low in her throat, growing more certain of her prey, feeling catlike and female.
"Oh, I don't know. Sometimes being a mother is a good thing... a real good thing. You have no idea how thrilling it can be. Linda knows now, but you don't-not yet, Glen."
"Betty, I don't know what in the hell you're talking about. Linda's not pregnant, is she?"
"No," she answered. "What I need is this: You don't have to eye any secretaries, Glen. Look closer to home. Look at me."
"Betty ... do you mean ..."
"Exactly."
"B-But... you're Linda's mother, and ..."
She lifted her knees, shoved her ass nearer and put her knees into his lap.
"And I'm a woman who can excite you, who can spice up your sex life. Here, Glen ... give me your hands."
Finding them in the dark, Betty placed them upon her trembling tits, and squirmed even close on the seat, leaning the round softness of her jugs into his palms.
"You've stared at these often enough, dear. Here they are."
"Man," Glen breathed. "This is wild, like a crazy dream. But these tits are real. Betty, do you really mean you'll lay me?"
"There's a foam rubber pad in the back of the wagon. Think you can get undressed back there?"
He was over the seat and tearing off his pants, his shorts; his coat vanished somewhere, but before he could get his shirt, Betty was on top of him, reaching for his hard-on, squeezing her eager fingers around his cock.
It was a nice, hard prick, not as big as Chad's, not as long as Danny's, but a nice cock with a wide and flaring head. It had taken her daughter's cherry, and fucked Linda's richly haired young pussy many, many times. Now it was hers, and she meant to make the most of the opportunity.
His hands raced over her as they lay side by side, feeling her tits, her back, her ass; Glen's cock pressed into her belly and she lifted one leg to drape it over him.
"You don't give a damn if anybody walks up on us or not, do you?" Glen's voice was husky against her throat.
"No," she gasped. "All I give a damn about is you fucking me. Here, darling ... here, feel how eager I am, how damp and anxious."
His hand cupped her pussy, toyed with the dewy hairs of her beaver.
"Damn! That's a soft and juicy pussy, Mrs. Maddox. And I'm sure as hell ready for it. I've wanted to get into your cunt ever since I started going out with your daughter, but I thought... I figured you were so quiet and straight...oh, what a piece of ass you're going to be!"
"All yours, darling," she said, "but you talk too much."
And she found his mouth with hers to thrust her tongue inside. His teeth clashed against hers, and his mouth was hot, sexy. It was as if she had two sons, Betty thought, and this was his second one.
His prick was fumbling for the entrance to her cunt, so she slid one hand down between their bodies and guided the flared knob into the wetly receptive labes. With a gentle roll of her ass and a slow hunch of her pelvis, she settled the head of his hard cock into the lips of her pussy. Another push, and the head popped into her hungry cunt, the stiff rod following with a sliding rush until her son's-in-law prick was buried to the balls inside her feverish box.
"Fuck me, Glen! Oh, fuck me good!" Betty demanded.
"You hot-cunted woman," he hissed back. "Oh, man, what a pussy! It feels like it's biting down on the head of my cock! And I'm screwing it, fucking you between those long, slim legs that drive me out of my head, sticking it in next to that wiggling ass that drives me out of my mind. Oh, Betty ... oh, Mrs. Maddox ... I'm ramming it deep into your cunt, feeding all my meat up your hot, velvet pussy. Oh, man, what a lucky son of a bitch I am."
Stimulated, aroused to a fever pitch by the strange cock sloshing within her trembling cunt, Betty bucked on it, heaved and surged and rolled her twat in the most abandoned manner she knew. His balls flapped against her ass-crack, and she reached down behind her buttocks to take them, to cup them in admiration as the rigid dick plunged in and out of her slit with a rapid and deeply gratifying series of strokes.
"Oh, wonderful," she panted. "Glen, that's wonderful! You have such a strong young prick, and you use it so well. Ah, darling... stick it in me, ram it in my cunt where Chad's cock has come so often. You fuck marvelously, darling. You fuck almost like Chad."
"Uh!" he said, pounding his meaty pole up her pussy. "Uh ... Uh! Chad ... Chad fucks this crazy pussy all the time. Oh, man, he's lucky, you're so hot and ripe, so juicy ... Uhhhh!"
"Darling ...your sweet cock ... oh, oh! Does Linda screw you like this, and does she roll her trim ass like that, and does she grind her cunt on your prick this way, that way?"
"Uh ... wow ...Linda ... your daughter fucks like a mink ... eats up my cock ... but... oh, Betty! Betty! Mrs. Maddox ... the way you shake your ass ...oh, these big tits in my face ... ahh ... ohhh! I'm going to come! I can't hold it back! You're so slick and wiggly ... I'm going to come! Now! Now!"
Betty rode him, curled her leg across him and dug her heel into the hairy, thrusting crack of his sweaty ass, pulling his lancing prick deeper with every stroke, meeting him pelvis to pelvis, stroke for stroke.
Glen exploded inside her pulsating cunt, that big, wedge head of his prick letting go a powerful blast of jizz that rained like hot hailstones against the cup of her cervix. Globs struck her cunt walls, bathing her pussy and making his stiffly throbbing prick so greasy it slid around sloppily.
"Coming, coming!" he kept saying. "Shooting my cum into my mother-in-law's wild cunt...packing Mrs. Maddox with my boiling jizz. Oh, you adorable cunt, you crazy far-out bitch!"
Shuddering, stiffening out and throwing back her head, Betty moaned between her clenched teeth: "AHHH! Oh, my darling! Yes, my young lover, my second son ... I'm coming, too. My orgasm ... my climax ... ahhhh, AHHH! Moving on the wet, slippery- prick that my daughter feels and rides, all buttery in the cum my daughter feels. AHHHH!"
They sagged together, and Betty seemed to be drifting on a summery lake, a placid blue lake. But she could feel the slow pulsing of Glen's cock within her cunt, and knew the oozing of his sperm as it leaked from the stretched lips of her cunt and slid down to make a sticky puddle around the root of his dick.
"Fine ass," he whispered. "Oh, what a fine and rich piece of ass. I knew you'd be hot and sexy. I just knew you'd screw a man's dick down to a nub. Wow, I could fuck you again and again, but right now I'm getting a little scared. I mean ...suppose Chad finds out? He'd kill me."
"And Linda? How about your wife?"
Glen's prick softened swiftly, and she was sorry she mentioned Linda.
"Damn! I've fucked my wife's mother, and she'll never forgive me for it-if she ever finds out."
"Oh, I don't know," Betty said, lifting her legs and allowing him to turn onto his back. "But don't you want me again? We have so many things to discover about each other, Glen... so much fucking head for us."
He reached for her as she turned also, and lay his hand upon the wet and steamy mound where her hair grew heavy, where his cum had left a trail of glistening juice.
"Yeah, I want to screw you some more. I don't think I'll be able to stay away from you now that I've had my prick in that sizzling pussy. But we're bound to get caught sooner or later, and we don't want that."
Betty drew a deep breath and said, "Suppose I tell you that Linda already knows? That she and I planned this, planned for me to seduce you? We thought you'd go along, that you wouldn't resist too much. Linda's quite proud of your sexual prowess."
"Y-You and Linda? My wife and her mother? I don't get-"
"Variety," Betty explained. "Excitement. Our sex lives spiced up. Yours and Linda's and mine-and my husband's."
"Shit," Glen said. "It's all coming too fast. You ... you mean that Chad is on this, too?"
"In a way," Betty said. "He doesn't know that you and I have fucked, not yet. And he doesn't know a few other things, but he will, in time. Bui right now ... right this minute, he's pretty drunk and trying to believe his crazy good luck, because his older daughter has given him one of the wildest screwings of his life."
"Linda and ... and her old man? That's ... goddammit, that's incest!"
Betty put her hand over his, pushed down a little so that he was fully aware of the steamy mound he was cupping.
"That's fun," she said. "More fun than anyone can imagine, who hasn't done it. I have, too... but that's something else my husband doesn't know yet."
She heard him gulp again, and Glen said in wonder: "But that means that you ...Danny and you, fucking? Danny fucked his own mother?"
"At first," she said, "but now we fuck equally as hard."
"I'm a son of a bitch," Glen breathed. "My wife ... you and Danny ... Chad. And me, too. Hell yes ...me, too. This has been a real kick in the balls for me, but you know something? I... I think I like the idea fine. I know damned well that I enjoy screwing you, and I can't stop now. But, tell me, has Danny fucked Linda, too?"
"Yes-and it was beautiful."
"Wait a second," Glen said, his fingers straying into her cunt hair and feeling around over the still sudsy labes. "I can't absorb this all at once. Linda screwed her brother and father, all in one day. Then she sent her mom out to fuck me, to protect herself. But where does that leave Chad? You said he doesn't know about you and me. How about Danny ... does he know that Danny's been dicking everybody?"
"Chad's in the dark about everything except the fact that he's fucked his daughter, and that she forced him to go down on her. But we think that he'll accept you and me, in a kind of swap deal... so he can get more of Linda's incestuous ass. He's never gone down on me, so he must be stunned by screwing his daughter, and she can make him do anything, anything at all."
"Man, I'd like to see my wife taking Chad's meat. I always wondered what it would be like, to watch her fuck another guy. And her own father ...wow! But what do we do, just walk in and say, 'Hey there, Chad, we've just been screwing out in the station wagon.'?"
Betty said, "If you don't stop playing with my pussy, we'll be screwing again, here and now. And I think it's best if we stay all hot for the meeting with Chad and Linda. They're pretty well smashed, but they're probably higher on sex and each other. Come on, Glen ...let's go get with it."
He was silent as they dressed, and she drove the car into the driveway beside the house. When she parked it, Glen asked, "How about Nikki?"
Betty shook her head. "Not her. She's too young! She's at a party and we have the whole evening ahead of us."
"Funny," Glen said. "If I considered any big incest orgy swinging around here, I'd have thought Nikki would be right in the middle of it. She's got that real sexy look."
"Too young," Betty repeated, "and innocent, I'm sure. We may even have to send her out of the state, to visit her grandpa. Can't have a kid like her finding out what we're all doing."
Chapter Six
Linda was dancing with her father when they came in, and Danny was nowhere in sight. The music was slow and easy, and Betty could see that Chad was so wrapped up in their daughter that he hadn't even heard them enter the house.
Glen went along the wall to the bar and drank deeply from the mouth of a bottle, paused and drank again, only glancing at his wife and Chad as they turned slowly and tightly together, moving to music.
Betty watched them for a while, seeing her husband's face buried in their daughter's curly brown hair, seeing them glide and snuggle, their robes falling open as their bodies touched and kissed in rhythm. Then she moved to them and tapped Chad on the shoulder.
"May I cut in?"
"Huh?" he said, his head whipping around. "Hey ...well, now ... Betty. What..."
She slid into his arms as Linda moved back. Chad was really snockered, but he could still dance. Betty moved to him and with him as Linda walked somewhat unsteadily over to discuss things with her still shocked husband.
Lips against her husband's ear, Betty said, "Did Linda have time to talk to you, dear?"
"Yeah," he grunted, dancing more stiffly now, trying to act sober and perhaps dignified. "Betty, I don't know how... I mean, I didn't intend to ... but it happened and ... oh, hell."
"I know just how you feel," she soothed, "and isn't it wonderful?"
"Maybe. You and ... and Glen: I don't know how to take that. But I guess I don't have any gripe coming. Tit for tat, and at least, you're not screwing your own kid."
"Darling," she said, and kept her belly close to his, kept moving her tits into the opening of his robe as they danced. "Don't worry about that. Honestly, don't fret. It isn't like it used to be, a long time ago. Women are much freer now, and can be happier. Look, Chad: I don't mind if you screw Linda, and now that her husband and I have had a little fun, I'm sure Glen doesn't mind, either. In fact, he's kind of excited about it, all stirred up and ready to go some more."
Abruptly, Betty left her husband standing in the middle of the room, wearing a dazed expression on his face, and headed for the bar.
"Pour one for Mamma, please," she told Glen.
Linda said, "Did Daddy ..."
"He will," Betty promised. "He's wrestling with his conscious, but he's going to win out. Your father has no other choice."
Glen blinked at her. "Hey, Mrs. Maddox ...I'm sure glad you came to pick me up. I've been telling Linda what a ball we had, and I've been feeling up my wife under her robe."
"Good," Betty said. "Don't get too drunk, though. Just hang tight and see how Chad reacts to his move."
She whipped off her blouse and unhooked the bra, dropping them to the floor; then she wiggled out of her white shorts and peeled down her lacy panties, seeing a wet spot in them. Putting one foot up on the bar rail, Betty Maddox took her time and sipped her drink, keeping her naked back to her staring husband.
"Look at those tits," Glen breathed in awe to Linda. \ Betty poured herself another glass of liquor, and said to her daughter, "Slip out of that robe. We'll show him two naked women."
Linda stood nude beside her mother, their smooth, warm hips touching, and in the bar mirror, Betty saw her husband move, saw him come hesitantly towards them.
"Glen, you might as well get undressed, too. Chad just pinned his conscience in three straight falls."
"Betty," he said at her shoulder, "Betty, you're right, and ... migod, seeing the two of you bare-assed and side by side like this drives me crazy."
She turned to face him, her large tits lifting, her nipples hard and pointy.
"Take your choice, Chad. You can fuck your wife or your daughter ... or both of us."
"Take your pick, Chad," Glen chortled. "I'll take the other one."
"I... I don't know if I can do it right here, with everybody in the room," Chad muttered. "It's all so mixed up, and they're both so beautiful, so sexy ..."
Betty reached down and petted his hard-on; then she threw back the robe so that all could see his massive cock, and worked his arms from the sleeves.
"I'll make it easy for you, darling. You're still eager for more of the new stuff, for that young cunt of your daughter's. So I'll just take Glen over here on the couch and start the ball rolling. You can stay and watch, or go somewhere else to fuck Linda."
Linda said quickly, "Here, Daddy. Oh, please, stay here with me so I can see how Glen screws Mom."
"Linda, I don't know ..."
She said: "I'm staying, and you'd better."
Smiling at the tone of command in her daughter's voice, Betty took her son-in-law by the hand and led him to the couch. Seen in the light like this, Glen was a well put together, heavily muscled young man; the hair on his wide chest was blond, and around his crotch it was a deeper gold. Their pubic hair would blend well together, Betty thought, gold hairs and black hairs mixing.
She lay down upon the couch and tilted a table lamp so that there would be no shadow between her thighs, so that everyone could see in the bright light as she took Glen's prick into her cunt. She wanted her husband to see it all, and she knew that from some hidden vantage point her son was watching every movement. Danny would have such a hard-on, she thought.
"Glen, take your time, darling. Kiss me and hold me and do anything you like ... and when you're ready, fuck me."
"Yes, ma'am!"
Naked and trembling in eagerness, stimulated beyond himself by the presence of his wife and Betty's husband, Glen Forester sat beside her as she lay full length upon the couch and began to caress her tits.
"My husband likes to play with my tits," Betty said. "He likes to suck on them, too."
"Yes, Mrs. Maddox," Glen said huskily, and kissed her mouth first, licking and sucking on it, while his other hand cupped her left jug.
Looking across the room to where her husband stood with her daughter's fingers closed around his stiff cock, Betty said, "His mouth feels good on my nipple, Chad ... and look how I'm stroking his prick. It's a nice prick, darling ... so hard and hot."
"Man, man," Glen panted, and leaned across her to switch nipples, his hands sliding to her hips, one of them continuing to move over her taut belly and to find her hairy, pulsing cunt-mound. His finger tickled her labes, then pushed on inside her cunt where it was hot and wet.
She stroked his head and rolled her hips, her eyes fixed upon her husband, upon their daughter. Glen paid no attention to anything but the woman he had his hands on, the lush female body he was kissing and fondling; His mouth trailed down from her tit to her belly, and he slid his tongue into her navel while Betty writhed in rapture. But he only kissed her twat lightly, and climbed up on the couch to kneel between her legs.
His prick was in one hand, the widely flared head leaking a clear and shining drop of pre-cum.
He pointed it down and moved forward, aiming for the black forest between her thighs.
"What a beautiful cunt," Glen said. "Those lips are ripe and red, all surrounded by lovely black hair, just waiting for the head of my prick."
"Put it in, darling," Betty said. "Can you see all right, you two? Can you see Glen's cock going into my pussy?"
"Come on," her daughter said, "come on, Daddy ... let's move closer. I want to watch it all."
Betty saw her husband tugged nearer, saw his hairy body tense as Linda made him stand close to where his wife was just about to be fucked. His own cock was out straight, stiff and thick, the heavy balls swinging below.
"Go ahead, Glen," Linda said breathlessly. "Go on and fuck my mother."
Glen shoved the head of his prick into her gash. It was stiffly spongy, and shaking with eagerness. Betty lifted her ass and moved her crotch just so, and the swollen knob pushed neatly into the lips of her cunt, while her husband watched, while her daughter watched.
"Lovely prick," she crooned, "sliding hard up into my pussy. Another man's cock in the cunt you screw, Chad. Another woman's cunt around the prick you fuck, Linda. Oh, Linda dear ... your mother is fucking your husband, and his cock is wonderful, wonderful!"
"Look at him," Chad whispered, his eyes gleaming. "Look at that son of a bitch push his cock up into your mother. His balls are right up against her ass, and he's got it stuffed in her cunt all the way to the root."
"Yes," Linda murmured, "and isn't it beautiful? Watch them fuck, Daddy. Look at how Glen's cock slides in and out of her gorgeous pussy, and see how she takes it in, the way she rolls her ass. Oh, beautiful!"
Glen shoved deep, pulled back and grinned at his wife and at Chad.
"Your wife has some hot cunt, Chad. It's tight as your daughter's, and all slippery-juicy. Man, oh man ... I can feel my cum in here, where I shot it awhile ago, the first time I fucked her. Oh, wow! Oh, Mrs. Maddox, fuck me good!"
"Hard!" Linda gasped. "Glen ... fuck her hard, hard! Mamma, mamma darting ... shake your ass and make your beautiful pussy eat up his hard prick!"
Betty stared up into her husband's eyes, her head jolted from each deep and savage thrust of her son's-in-law enthusiastic prick, her tits bouncing up and down as he rammed home.
She said: "Chad, Chad ... it feels so good, so wild and hard! Oh, Chad, isn't it nice to watch your wife get fucked like this?"
Chad moved then. He reached out and put his hand on Glen's ass, and shoved down, forcing the man's cock to imbed itself to the balls in Betty's cunt.
"Hard and deep, son," he panted. "That's the way she loves it. Cram your prick clear up into her womb."
"Daddy, Daddy!" Linda was tugging at her father, pulling him down to the floor beside the couch. "Fuck me now, Daddy. Right on top, just the way Glen's doing it to Mamma. Come on-fuck me!"
Betty turned her head to watch her husband mount her daughter, and it was a thrilling sight as Chad's huge cock was steered into Linda's luxuriantly springy pussy hairs. Linda held tightly to the swollen rod, her slim fingers wrapped around the veined staff to urge it into her slit. Approvingly, Betty nodded at her daughter, and stared at the meaty cock of her husband as it slid inch by inch into Linda's juicy pussy.
"Man, oh man," Glen said. "Look at that cock. Look at her take it up her cunt, big and long as that thing is. Wow ...Linda really digs that big prick, doesn't she?"
"I dig it," Linda gasped. "Oh, Glen ... oh, Daddy, I love this big, hard cock! Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me until I pass out. Glen, my darling ... my husband ... I love you, too ...and I love this stiff prick that's filling my cunt like a barber pole. Oh, Daddy, screw your loving daughter. Feed me that meat while Glen sticks it to Mamma."
Betty ground on Glen's cock, rode it and slithered back on its probing length; she couldn't take her eyes off the action on the carpet, and she tried to match her daughter's action, tried to duplicate her gyrations and the rapid heaving of Linda's crotch as the girl's pussy ate up her father's prick.
On top of her, Glen was panting and pounding his cock, and by the speed and the rhythm of his strokes, Betty realized that her son-in-law was fast approaching his orgasm.
She was about to come, too; she was so turned on, so stimulated by the sight of her daughter and her husband fucking that only a touch would have been enough to bring on a climax, as if she hadn't fought valiantly to hold it off. Now it was building swiftly, and she threw her legs high to bring them down across the small of Glen's surging back. She crossed her ankles and applied leg pressure to the man fucking her, helping his cock slam to the hilt inside the soggy, sloppy sheath of her cunt.
Linda raised her legs, too, but her toes pointed straight up at the ceiling, and she never got them back down again. Chad rolled his girl back on her shoulder blades and clamped his big hands on her slim white thighs; then he hammered his massive prick into her cunt like a battering ram, drilled that thick and heavy cock into his daughter's shuddering pussy with savage and brutal slams.
His own crest broke foaming from the thrusting head of his cock, spitting a wad of jizz into Betty's cunt, flexing and spurting another wet, heavy clot of cum that reached the cup of her cervix. Flinching, squirming, Betty hiked her cunt and forced his wet prick to burrow around inside the satin walls; her ass drove and recovered, lifted and fell, and she moaned in the throes of her mighty orgasm, coming and coming and coming until it seemed as if she could never stop.
"Daddy!" Linda screamed from the floor. "Mamma! Oh, Glen! Everybody! I'm coming! COMING!"
Through blurred eyes, Betty watched Linda's legs droop, saw her husband catch them behind the knees and hold her spread apart as he kept up the terrific pace of his powerful screwing, as he continued to churn his giant prick in and out of his daughter's dripping pussy.
Linda's tits jiggled and her head flopped from side to side. Her eyes were closed and her mouth hung open. Still, Chad fucked her, stabbing that meat pole up her limply unresisting cunt with long and brutal strokes.
"Little bitch!" he grunted, pouring the prick to her without a let-up. "Little cock-sucker... you wanted to be fucked. Okay ... get fucked! Like this! Take my cock, you hot-assed little girl! Like that... feel the head of it in your belly, you sexy little slut! I'll fuck you! Fuck you ... "
"Uh-uh-uh!" Linda - grunted. "Uh ... please, Daddy! Oh, lord. Oh, that prick ... so big, so strong ... Yes! Yes! Yes! Keep it up because I can take it, damn you! Screw me forever because I can fuck you down, you big-cocked bastard. I can fuck you until your nose bleeds!"
Betty stared as she saw the girl come alert again, awake and violent again. Linda clawed her father's hairy back and bit his chest; her heels beat a tattoo on the cheeks of his ass and her belly slapped wetly against his crotch at every thrust he made.
"Come on!" Linda called out. "Come on!"
And it was her father who let go, her daddy who lost the battle and in losing somehow was not defeated. His great balls leaped and his root swelled, and Betty knew that the jetting of his sperm was flushing hotly into the girl's cunt, packing her with his cum.
Betty's eyes closed, and she cuddled her arms about the young man on top of her, compressing her thighs to caress his buried prick with her cunt and to make her thighs tenderly fondle his balls. It had been a furious few minutes, a topsy-turvy spinning of naked bodies, and she felt spent, emptied of all need for the moment.
She had been fucked twice by her son-in-law, by her older daughter's husband. The new prick was delightful, adorable as her own husband's monstrous cock, but somehow, she still preferred her son's long, slim tool. It was nice to be able to make the comparisons, though; she squirmed in a little backwash of bitchiness, and her tits slid over Glen's sweaty chest.
"Tired?" he asked softly.
"A little," she admitted, and thought of what poor Danny must be going through, wherever he had hidden to watch the orgy scene. For orgy, it had been, and Betty felt a belated rush of blood to her face as she realized she had been fucked by her daughter's husband, with her daughter and Betty's man locked in frenzied embrace so close she could have reached out and touched them.
Defiantly, she thought that she would touch them, that she would caress and stroke and feel them as they fucked, so that she could become a part of them in their ecstasy. But not now; now she had to get them all together and tucked away before Nikki came home.
And of course, Betty would have to do something for Danny, ease his hard-on. But his father couldn't know yet, not just yet. He had been too reluctant to let Glen screw his wife; surely he would balk at his son doing the fucking.
The next morning Betty reminded herself she still had a motherly duty to her younger daughter, Nikki. She threw on her pink robe and furry scuffs to match, then hurried down to the kitchen to take care of the girl. There'd be breakfast to get for the rest of the family, too; ham and eggs and hash browns, she thought; juice and hot biscuits with butter and homemade jam. Everyone needed replenishing, she knew ... herself as much as any of the men.
The men. That was a thrilling thought. Not a man, but three. Fantastic, incredible! Betty Maddox had fucked three males in the past two days-Chad, Danny and Glen. Their names made a bouncy little refrain in her head as she practically skipped into the kitchen.
"Why so happy?" Nikki asked over a glass of orange juice.
"No reason," Betty answered. "You made a mess at the blender again."
"I meant to clean it up. Where'd everybody sleep? I saw Glen in Linda's car outside."
Betty busied herself with more oranges. "Oh ... they were in your brother's room, and Danny slept on the couch."
"Not when I came in, and not when I came downstairs."
Betty said, "Where's the big iron pan, the one I had for the hash browns?"
"Right there. What's the big occasion? We only have hash browns when something big is happening."
Betty couldn't look at her. She said, "Why ... your sister and brother-in-law are visiting for the weekend. That's an event."
"Big deal," Nikki grunted, and sat on a tall stool at the counter, swinging one sun-browned and exceptionally shapely leg. "I wonder where Danny really was all last night."
"I told you," Betty said sharply. "Wash your hands and set the table."
She watched her daughter's trim little ass as it twitched away in the cutoff jeans. Fifteen years old, and a pocket-sized Venus, if you know where and how to look; the Maddoxes had been blessed with three beautiful children.
Guiltily, she thought... and at least two of them were the sexiest things going; did the same sensuous blood run in Nikki? Had she also been casting covetous eyes at her father, or her brother? Was she exposing that lovely wee body somewhere beside the swimming pool?
Betty shook her head, started the sausage under a cover, and decided that the continuous and exotic screwing she had been getting was affecting her way of thinking.
Nikki said, "It's good to be home for a change. Even if Linda and Glen are here. I mean, every time I turn around, you chase me out of the house, like you don't want me nosing around or something."
"Put on the jam," Betty said, "the frozen blackberry from the freezer."
"It is a special breakfast," Nikki said. "That's a holiday kind of jam."
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Betty flared.
Nicole hesitated, then said: "Nothing, I guess. You look pretty in that pink robe and sexy scuffs."
Betty put down the spatula and took her child in her arms, pressing her close and saying into the soft hair as long and as black as her own: "I'm sorry, Nikki. Really I am. We ... I've been under sort of a strain lately, and I don't know ..."
Nikki snuggled close, so small and helpless-sized, putting her face in her mother's tits.
"Can I help?"
"I..." Betty wet her lips with a nervous tongue, but couldn't bring herself to say it. "No, I guess not."
But the girl could. Not necessarily by staying away from home all weekend, but certainly by ... Betty blinked and held the perfectly formed little body even tighter, squeezing Nikki's face into her tits.
Suppose ... just suppose ...the girl could be brought into it, really into the family circle so recently and so excitingly formed? If she could be taught the things she didn't know, if she could adjust to the idea that everyone else in her immediate family was screwing each other, then perhaps Nikki would no longer be a problem.
Betty found herself trembling in excitement, in erotic anticipation. Three males and three females. Betty shivered again, and her hands were strong upon the delicate curving of her daughter's back, her thighs pushing unconsciously against the girl's slight body.
"Hey, Mom ... you're strangling me. Wow-do you think I'll ever grow big boobies like yours?"
It would be perfect, Betty saw; it would work out just fine.
"Well?" Nicole asked. "Will I ever get big ones? I know they'll never grow big as your boobs, but I mean big for my size."
Betty let go her daughter and stepped back to smile at Nikki. "Yours are just fine, they're beautiful as they are."
"You think so, Mom? Really?" "Of course, and the rest of you is superb, too. You have a lovely little body, Nicole, pertly formed and saucy. Men will go wild over you, given the chance."
Nikki's mouth twitched and she turned quickly away. "Hey! The biscuits are smoking!"
Danny came into the kitchen just then, followed closely by Glen. Turning on the ceiling fan to clear the smoke, Betty turned her mind to the business at hand.
Although she had singed just about everything, breakfast vanished in hungry mouths, and there wasn't the strain she had expected ... but for Chad. He kept his eyes on his plate and only grunted when somebody spoke to him.
He'd have to get over both his hangover and his attitude, Betty thought. Chad had no squawk coming; he had jumped right into the incestuous affair with his older daughter without a struggle. If he was sorry, he couldn't just take it all back, and he might as well admit it.
Betty brought him a Bloody Mary, anyhow, and nodded at his grunt of thanks. The others eddied out into the living room, or onto the patio, but Linda stayed to help.
The two women discussed Chad's behavior, and Betty suggested that Linda work on her father to bring him around.
She also told Linda of her plan to use Nikki for further softening of Chad's wall of resistance.
"I think that's wonderful!" Linda exclaimed. "Start her young, and she won't miss all the years the rest of us have lost. And you know what, Mom? I'll bet that little Nikki isn't the sweet innocent you think."
"Maybe not," Betty said. "But who ought to do the job on her, first?"
Linda thought that over. "Look ... I'll go into the family room and work Daddy over, pour a little more juice into him. The neighbors can't see into our patio, so if you tell the other guys and let them work on her until she indicates her choice, that should do it. And so you won't be left out in the cold, after a little while you can come on with Daddy and me. We'll put him through the jumps together, if you like."
The idea tingled in Betty's tummy, spread to her tits, and she said, "Great. You and I and-your father. That ought to break him down ... or do him in."
"Yeah," Linda chuckled. "See you later."
It went well from the beginning. Danny brought his tape deck and speakers to the patio; there were snacks and highly volatile drinks. Nikki had been surprised to be served drinks with the rest, but she covered it pretty well, pretending she was as grownup as her mother and Glen. She did cock an eyebrow at her brother, but since he was taking the drinks in stride, so did she.
Nikki didn't question the absence of her father and sister, assuming they were doing something in the house. Which indeed they were, Betty thought.
Betty started dancing with Glen, moving to slower music, graceful in her pink robe and the jazzy scuffs. There was nothing under the robe but her own tingling flesh, and she kept that covered for now, holding her son-in-law a little closer that propriety called for.
Danny and Nikki looked nice together, Betty thought, watching them grind and bump through the sensuous dancing they favored, and when she took her son for a partner, Nikki blended as well with Glen. As they moved to the changing rhythms of the tapes, Danny sneaked a feel here and there, cupping the cheek of her ass with a quick motion, or rubbing his chest back and forth across her tits, and sometimes slipping his knee between her thighs.
Betty said in his ear: "Watch it! Don't scare her off."
Danny whispered back, "Scare her off, hell.
Look at her shaking it at Glen. She's just about rubbing it on him."
"Give her another drink, next chance you get. Do you think she's settled on Glen, that she'll lay him if he really tries?"
"I don't know," Danny said. "She may be afraid ... here at the house, with Linda's husband, and Linda somewhere around. To say nothing of you and Dad. If you don't mind swinging with Glen again, I guess I'd better try it with Nikki, take her up to her own room. That way, you could open the hall door and see what's happening."
"All right," Betty agreed. "But I'll miss your own special screwing, dear-and I desperately want to get us all together. You understand."
"Sure, Mom. I want to get into Nikki, anyhow, to see what she's got. She's really a cute little kid, and if she's as hot as the rest of the family, she'll be a great screw. I'd better get to her now. She looks wobbly because of the drinks."
Sipping from tall glasses, Betty and Glen watched the boy talking to his sister, watched him lead her gently from the patio and into the house.
Glen said, "She was hanging back from me. Think Danny will dick her?"
Betty nodded. "He's taking her into her own room where she'll feel safer, hidden. Give him a few minutes, and we'll sneak up into the hall and take a peep. He promised to leave the door open just a crack."
Glen took a long drink. "I married into a terrific family. Of course, I've only fucked two of the girls so far, but I'll get to screw Nikki, too. And I sure get turned on seeing all the sights-like Chad laying his daughter, my wife. Like watching your son with his cock in your mouth, while I'm cramming mine into that hot, juicy box of yours. Now I'll see Danny fuck his little sister, and pretty soon, Linda will take him on, too. Man, oh man, I sure wish my own mother was in town."
Betty touched his arm. "She will be. You can ' bring her into the group any time you think she's ready. After all, she's practically one of the family, isn't she?"
Glen put his hand on his cock. His own terrycloth robe had fallen open to expose his hard-on, and it was lovely, Betty saw. He drew his fingertips gently over the staff and around the head.
"I'll bring Mother here, and if she doesn't swing easily, I'll rape her. I know she needs some cock. She's been a widow for more than eight years, and hasn't been fucked in all that time. I'd love to stick this up her pussy, and I bet she'd dig it, once she got over the idea that incest is such a terrible thing."
"Come on," Betty said, "let's go upstairs. We'd better not stop at the family room, either. I don't know what your wife is doing to her father, but if we hang around to watch, we'll never find out how Nikki is reacting to her brother."
"This is going to be a long, crazy weekend,"
Glen said, and took her hand. The head of his cock kept poking out of his robe as they went inside, skirted the family room and climbed the stairs.
Finger to her lips, Betty led her eager son-in-law to the doorway of Nicole's room. The door itself was closed, but the lock hadn't caught. Betty thought her son had only pretended to lock the door, to make his sister feel safer. She listened and heard murmuring, but no raised voices, so they weren't fighting it out. Pushing gently upon the door, she swung it open an inch or two, so she could see the bed.
Nikki was lying across her bed, on the pink and frilly spread. She still had on her cutoffs, but her feet were now bare, and so were her tits. They were gorgeous little things, daintly rounded and nippled with exciting small points. They were pale white, where the bra of Nikki's swimsuit had covered the skin, but the rest of her was a golden brown, and somehow the two-tone colors were very stimulating.
Danny was sitting beside his younger sister, more deeply bronzed than she, but he still had on his shorts. There was the now familiar bulge in them, Betty saw; he had been talking and approaching the ultimate moment with care, and now the time was at hand.
"Are they pretty?" Nikki asked. "Mom said they were, and she never saw them naked like this."
He reached to touch her titties, to trace them with a fingertip. "They're very beautiful, Nikki, but I'd bet you've heard that before."
She smiled up at him, wet-lipped and with mischievous eyes. "Sure, but those guys would say anything when they've got a hard-on. I wanted to hear it from you."
"I've got a hard-on, too."
"I know," Nikki giggled, "but you're honest. Those other guys-they'd lie like crazy, just to get to dip their things into a girl. But if you say my boobies are pretty, I guess they are. I just wish they were a lot bigger and softer, like Mom's. Wow, did you ever see such tits?"
Danny kept fondling her small breasts, leaning over her, his hands gentle and knowing. Watching, Betty knew a tremble of fear within her body, and a darting of anticipation. They were so beautiful, her children there: together, making love, they would be so charming her heart would break to see them.
"You swung with other guys?" Danny asked.
"Just two," Nikki said, running her hands along his forearms as he caressed her tits. "But plenty of times with both of them. Sally and me kind of change off between guys, and it's a real kick. Oh, wow-all that gin is making me dizzy, but I still want to know how come you've got an itch for me all of a sudden."
Danny leaned back and used his thumbs to pull down his shorts. His long, slim prick stood tall and throbbing.
"It's not all of a sudden, Nikki. I just didn't know if you were ready for me yet. I've admired your trim little ass for a long, long time. And I don't mean if you were ready to screw, but to screw your brother. You have to be open and grownup for that."
"Your prong is longer than theirs," Nikki said, staring with interest at his erect cock. "And I'm grownup enough for incest. Who do you think was hiding in the alley the other night?"
"The noise we heard ... Mom and me?"
Nikki giggled again. "That was me, falling into an ashcan. Had my jeans around my knees and a finger in my cunt. Oh, wow... I never saw anything like it. Not with Sally, anyhow."
Danny unzipped his sister's cutoffs, and Nikki lifted her butt so he could slide them down her slim legs. Betty caught breath at the sight of her daughter's little beaver. The girl had only a faint feathering of pussy hair, lightly seeded over her mound, but the few hairs were jet black, and singularly appealing against the untanned whiteness of her skin there.
At Betty's ear, Glen whispered, "Hey now! That's a sweet, little-girl pussy."
Betty put her hand out to hush him, but lowered it to take hold of his swollen cock. She squeezed that in warning, for they certainly didn't want to frighten Nikki now, not when she was just about to take her brother's prick into her cunt for the first time.
Other guys, Nikki had said; she and her friend Sally had been changing off with two boys, screwing them both. And Betty had been fretting that Nikki would be a cherry. No chance, with her mother's hot blood racing within her.
"Kiss it a little, Danny," the girl said softly, and her brother obediently lowered herself to draw his mouth over her flat and boyish belly, to lick into her tiny navel while Nikki heaved and squirmed.
Entranced, Betty stared as her son stroked her daughter's hips and belly and thighs, as he moved his handsome face down in the valley between Nikki's sleek legs. His mouth covered the nearly hairless mound, and Danny closed his eyes as he manipulated his tongue in that childish twat.
"Great," Nikki panted. "Oh, Danny, that's really wild. You know how to do it better ...Oh, oh ... great!"
His head came up and he said, "I'll finish that after. But first I want to fuck this beautiful little hole. First Mom, then Linda, and now you."
Nikki said, "You screwed Linda, too? Did Glen know?"
"Not at first, but he does now. We're all swinging, Nikki. Dad's putting it to Linda, too, and Mom had a couple of sessions with Glen."
The girl made a low, whistling sound. "Then you'd better hurry up and initiate me. Daddy and Glen ... wow! Will they screw me, too?"
Danny said, "Pay attention to what you're doing," then closed his mouth over hers, one arm around her neck and one around her miniature waist. His cock-head was feeling for her delicate gash, and Nikki twisted her ass to guide him home.
Betty watched the solid length of Danny's prick slide slowly, wonderfully, up into the clenching hotness of his younger sister's yearning pussy. They were completing the circle, adding yet another link to the tempestuous events that had begun in this house such a short time ago.
"Look at that," Glen whispered, hunching his groin so that his own hard prick slid back and forth in Betty's hand. "Look at him stick that prick into his sister's little cunt."
Excitedly, Glen's hands caught at Betty, one on the cheek of her ass, one gripping her left tit. She continued to clasp his cock, but could not take her eyes away from the magic scene in the bedroom.
"There," Nikki was hissing. "That's the way, baby. Stick me deep, man! Run it right up my pussy ... hard cock, hard peter ...Oh, baby ... fuck me, Danny ... fuck me!"
Betty watched the boy's prick work, saw it back out shining with Nikki's lubrication, saw it shove back inside the gripping little cunt, saw her son's balls swing into the uplifted crack of her daughter's ass. Trembles shook the girl and shook Betty, too. It was so sweet and hot, so vibrant and moving. The children blended, handsome and beautiful, and the spicy rhythm of their youthful fucking was the heartbeat of the universe.
"I love them so," Betty sighed, and turned slightly so that she could back her ass into Glen.
He lifted her robe and prodded the blunt end of his rod into the crack between her cheeks, sliding in off her contracted asshole and along the fiery lips of her aroused cunt. Betty leaned forward a little, reached between her thighs and took his cock so she could set the spongy, slippery head of it into her own throbbing slit.
Glen pushed up and in, lancing her deep and solidly, settling the widely flanged head of his prick into her moist cunt, bringing the golden-haired sac of his balls up between the tops of her soft thighs. Having his meat in her pussy involved Betty even more deeply in the scene she was watching, made her more a true participant in the beguiling love-making her children were giving and receiving.
Being fucked gently and slowly from behind, Glen's hands on her quaking tits and his belly pushed against her ass, Betty was at once Nikki Maddox and herself, and Glen's prick was his, and yet her son's prick working within the worshipful glove of her wet pussy. She was young and she was mature; she was mother and her daughter.
On the bed, Danny murmured into his sister's mouth: "Oh, Nikki... you're so tight, so slidy inside your little cunt. Man! What a grip it's got! You're a crazy piece of ass, little sister. Anybody who gets to screw you is a lucky guy."
Nikki bent her knees and drew her heels far back, until they were under the fragile-appearing cheeks of her dainty ass. Knees thrown wide then, using her heels as leverage and her pelvis like an elevator, she hiked her pussy and her brother up off the bed, lowering him again, and when she reached the top of her arching, Nikki rolled her ass to give that additional fillip of wantonness.
Nikki panted, "Danny ... oh, Danny! You're the best I've ever had ...the hardest, longest prick, the nicest way of screwing. I love your prick, Danny. I love you!"
He fed the meat to his elfin little sister, packed his rigid staff into her cunt with corkscrewing motions, his balls swinging, his belly turning wet with sweat and dripping in and out.
"Nikki, sweet little Nicole! I love you, too. I love your narrow pussy and your darling, tiny ass, and I love your mini-tits. Fuck your brother, baby sister. Oh, fuck me hot and dirty, because I'm just about to come! I'm ... Ahhh-I'm coming in you, Nikki! I'm pouring my cum into your little-girl cunt! UH! UHHHH!"
"Shove that prick into me!" Nikki called out loudly. Her ass pumped furiously, and she ground her pelvis in a wringing undulation that chewed at her brother's cock. Tiny, slippery with sweat, gasping and fucking madly, she suddenly lifted Danny off the bed with a tremendous humping of her entire lower body.
"I'm coming, coming, coming!" she chanted. "Come in me ... hard prick ...shoot the sweet jism to me! Coming! COMING!"
Betty swiveled her own ass, took the wetly heaving strokes of Glen's cock in her convulsing pussy, and tried to make it to her own orgasm in the wake of her children's captivating climaxes. Her son-in-law fed his meat eagerly into the blistering velvet of her cunt, and his balls went slap-slap against her thighs. Using her tits for handholds, Glen struck her deep and wiggled his dick around when he hit bottom; Betty rode that prong with enthusiasm, hunched back and clamped her thighs together to make that slippery rod give more pressure to her clitoris.
Into her ear, Glen hissed: "Look at 'em lying there together, just a couple of horny kids. While I'm fucking their mama ... while I'm screwing their mama's hot cunt ... and I'm going to shoot off in their mama's pussy. Pumping my cock into their mama's sweet, juicy pussy. Oh, your soft ass, Mrs. Maddox ... your soft, greasy cunt... and these fine tits like pillows ..."
She came almost at the split second Glen loosed his geyser of semen, her cunt clenching and shivering around the length and thickness of his flexing cock. She clung to the doorknob, her knees going weak as the wild feeling, the hotly erotic joy splashed throughout her body and bubbled in the far corners of her mind.
Weakly, she dropped forward, and might have fallen, if he hadn't held onto her tits and pulled her ass back once more upon his impaling cock, wringing the last sticky drop of jizz from its pulsing head.
Helping her, Glen backed away, pulled her with him, and she slowly straightened up, clamping his dick strongly within her pussy. They made it into her bedroom lock-stepping that way, because her legs were long and sleek, and she could keep his meat inside her as they maneuvered along the way.
She collapsed face down across her bed, dragging her lover with her. Into the coverlet she said, "Nikki is hot, too. She just fucked her brother, so the next thing to do is move her along to you, Glen. And then to her daddy. Once Chad screws' Nikki, he can't drag his feet any longer. He'll have to agree to his son fucking me. At last, it will all be out in the open, all our screwing turned honest and above board."
Glen lay lightly on top of her, his prick softening, slipping tenderly and wetly from the grip of her cunt-lips. He said, "The cheeks of your ass are so soft and smooth. I'd like to put it right on up your ass, Betty. I've never done that to anybody. I'd like to try it with you, Mrs. Maddox."
"I never did it," Betty said, turning easily, gently, so that his dripping cock trailed a sticky little pathway of jizz across one cheek of her ass, her hip, and over her belly.
"I don't know if I'd like to be screwed back there, but I'll try it. Only not now, Glen. There's so much to get done, and I'm sure you'd enjoy fucking Nikki, or even your own wife."
He kissed her cheek and sat up, his peter drooping. "What will you do?"
"I'd better get with Chad," she said. "Talk with him and screw him a little, while your wife has him all tenderized. Maybe you and Danny can share little Nikki."
"Great," he said. "See you later, Mrs. Maddox. I'm off to fuck your other daughter!"
Chapter Eight
Downstairs, Betty locked the kitchen door, then passed to the front and bolted that one, also. On a Saturday, no telling who might drop by unexpectedly, and she certainly didn't want anybody visiting. No disturbances, she thought; no interference with the ultimate closeness that was so fast developing in her family. They needed nobody but themselves, for who could offer them more?
Wearing her robe, but barefoot how, Betty moved towards the family room, not sure of what she would find there, but needing some kind of communication with her husband. She loved him, and right now, possibly more than she had ever loved him in their entire married life.
Just inside the archway, Betty paused, peering into the half gloom caused by drawn drapes. She made them out across the room by the bar, where her daughter sat naked and leg-spread upon one of the stools, her heels hooked onto a rung. She had a glass of whiskey in one hand, and as Betty watched, Linda spilled some of the dark liquid down her belly, and into the deep, springy bush of her beaver.
Only then did Betty see her husband-and Linda's daddy-there at the girl's feet, crouched and appearing curiously defenseless in his nudity.
Linda said, "Here's a drink for you, Daddy. Come lick it off my tummy, and out of my cunt hairs. Come on, Daddy ... before I get mad at you."
"Baby," Chad said, "I love you, you know that, but-"
"But if you want to fuck me again, you have to do as I tell you. And you like being told what to do, really. You love me bossing you around, making you my slave. Now, Father-lick my cunt!"
Betty took a step forward and put out one hand, but let it fall. Maybe Chad did like to be dominated by his daughter, to be humbled and even degraded. If he did, she had no right to horn in on his pleasures. She waited quietly, standing and looking at the naked back of her husband as he kneeled before Linda and licked the whiskey from her pale belly.
"All over," she commanded. "My hips, and deep into my belly button. Ah, yes ... now you're being a good boy. Lick right on down into my pussy, Daddy dear. Stick your nice hot tongue on into my hairs and suck them all dry."
"Yes, darling," Chad mumbled, and hurried to complete his task, lapping and nuzzling at the spilled whiskey, cleaning the stuff from his daughter's pussy with his eager mouth.
Betty moved closer, her tits lifting, their nipples hard with a sudden ache as she watched the scene. It was exciting, the girl dominant, the man passive, obedient, docile. It might be a kick to do it herself, she thought... but Chad probably wouldn't want it from her.
Linda saw her then, and smiled, beckoned to her with one hand; the other lay upon her father's head, holding his face into her pussy.
"Hi, Mom."
Chad tried to move, and his daughter lifted one leg to curl around his neck and shoulders.
"No, Daddy! Don't you move. Stay right there, you hear? Mom, isn't he sweet? Just like a big puppy dog, but a puppy with a hard-on ...and he'd have to be a Saint Bernard to have a cock like that."
Betty said softly, "I thought you and I... now that the other thing is done?"
Linda held one hand over her father's head, and Betty took it, standing so close that her knees brushed her husband's back. Linda said, "That's where Glen is, then? Getting his share?"
Nodding, Betty squeezed her daughter's strong, smooth hand.
"We're here now," Linda said, "and everyone else is busy, so why don't you and I and Daddy "You mean ... you and I... with Chad watching, or... "
"Or joining in, when he has the room and the inclination. Why not? Poor Daddy. I haven't let him screw me yet today, and his big, angry prick must be about to split."
"But his wife and his daughter?"
Linda removed her leg, put one small foot against her daddy's hairy chest and nudged him aside. The rich brown hairs of her cunt gleamed where he had been licking them.
"You've never had a woman, huh, Mom? Remember I told you about the oral love with a boy before I married Glen? Well, there was a girl, also. And it's as much fun with one as the other... more, in some ways. Gee, I'm glad to be the one to teach you.
"Daddy," Linda continued, "you just sit and watch if you want to, but if you want to jump in, later... you can. You have my permission. And you can fuck either of us, or both of us.
Betty saw her husband's shoulders quiver, but there wasn't time to say anything else to him, because her daughter slid off the barstool and advanced on her, both arms held wide, and Betty just naturally went into them.
Her large tits covered Linda's smaller, firm ones, and their bellies merged, their cunt-mounds pushing tenderly against each other.
"Just hold me the way you do Daddy, or Glen," Linda said. "Ooooh, Mother-your big tits feel so good, all soft and cuddly. And your belly is like white satin. Your pussy ... Oh, Mom, your pussy is so hairy. How wonderful it is. How fabulous it must be to fuck such a tender cunt."
Betty looked past her daughter's shoulder, held her very close and squirmy and looked at Chad as he turned slowly on the barstool; his cock was huge, its knob glowing and wet. He stared at them, his eyes fixed and his mouth slightly open. His chest was rising and falling with the rapid pace of his breathing.
That was when Linda moved her mother back a step or two, then pulled her gently to the floor, going down on the soft carpet with her.
"Lie back, Mom. You be the woman and I'll be the man."
Feeling warm and relaxed all over, Betty sank back, her thighs falling open, her arms upheld for her lovely daughter. And Linda came into them, but slowly and with a tantalizing fondling of her mother's body. The girl's soft hands ran over Betty's jugs, pinching the nipples, pressing the globes almost flat and letting them pop up again.
She caressed her mother's rib cage, then her hips and belly, and put her hands delicately on Betty's thighs to cup the quivering softness of her cunt. But only for a moment, only for the space of time it takes to deposit a fleeting caress. Then the girl lay atop Betty's pulsating body, as the male lover would mount her; Linda's mouth sought Betty's, and her lips were sweet, her tongue a flickering blaze that searched over Betty's tongue, asking love in return.
Tit to tit, belly to belly, they lay gasping together, and Betty arched her back, lifting her knees high so that she could wrap her long legs around her daughter's slim waist. They were rocking, heaving together, the lips of their cunts rubbing wetly, their hairy crotches meeting and twisting in a primeval hunger.
Why, Betty thought dizzily, it's very much like being fucked by a man, except that there's no real penetration... only the thrilling kiss of pussy to pussy, and the massaging of one clitoris on the other. Linda had such a rich cunt, she thought, and her flesh was satiny, her mouth a damply demanding furnace that drew her mother's tongue in and halfway down her throat.
Joyously, Betty surged strongly, positively against the hot caresses of her daughter's pussy. Each time their clits touched, a violent thrill shot through her body, and the sweaty rubbing of their bellies, the slippery hunching and squirming of their cunt-mounds, made every sensation erotic, electric.
"Oh, Mama," Linda breathed, "oh, sweet Mother, what a soft and wonderful body you have! We're screwing each other, Mama dear. We're fucking, you and I ... rubbing our cunts together and I'm between your thighs, just like Daddy. Fuck me back, Mama darling. Oh, rub that crazy pussy into mine until we come!"
"Yes, baby!" Betty gasped. "Oh, yes, my lovely daughter. Oh, your mouth, your tits ... that steamy young cunt against mine. Oooohhhh, I could just squeeze you to death with my legs. Sweet baby, pretty girl with the boiling pussy ... oh, how your mother loves you!"
Twisting, pulling her daughter's crotch violently down into her own, Betty fucked savagely into the voluptuous cunt that pushed into her, and in turn, covered hers. Slippery and skidding, wet and greasy, their hairy labes shook and quivered. They humped and shoved, wiggled and churned, and Linda was the first to cry out.
"Mama! Oh, Mama!" she moaned, rolling her belly. "I'm about to come, sweetheart! Oh, Mother dear, my cunt is on fire! I'm coming! Coming! COMING!"
"Darling girl... Linda, my sweet ... oh, my pussy ... my clit is ripping, exploding ... coming with you, darling! Mama's coming, right with her baby girl!"
Desperately, she clamped the girl in her arms, her teeth raking across Linda's, her cunt slamming into her daughter's, her legs squeezing the girl's waist. Their cunts vibrated, sloshing together in the heat of their lust.
Betty's 1iead whirled and she couldn't get her breath. She fell back panting, and Linda fastened her mouth to one of her nipples. Waves of foaming orgasm heaved and fell within Betty's pussy, and her asshole contracted in jealous reaction. Inside her thighs, tremors raced up and down, and every time her daughter's cunt flexed, Betty felt it against her own horny pussy.
It was soft... wet... hot... crazy. Colors wheeled before her eyes, vivid and flowing. Every nerve in her body was tingling erotically, and such a diffusion of love spread from her pores that Betty felt it would cover the room, the house, and filter through to the streets outside.
She had, in a fashion, screwed and been screwed by her older daughter, and the sensation was tremendous, a sexy, moving thing that had just changed Betty's sensual outlook upon the world and all in it. There was nothing wrong, nothing bad or vile, about making love with another female. It was beautiful, and there could be even more to it; Betty felt that the clit-screwing was only a start, that they could both go on from there.
They embraced only for a little while longer; then, sighing, Linda raised her body from her mother's. Their cunts came apart with a suctioning noise, and Linda murmured, "You're very sweet, Mother ... and very beautiful."
The girl climbed erect, and Betty lay still, resting, still melted together inside. She looked up at her daughter, at the shapely legs and thick brown muff, at the satiny belly and the firmly jutting tits, and thought what a lucky man Glen was to have picked this lovely, highly passionate girl for his wife.
Only then did Betty remember that her own husband had been close by all the time she and her daughter had been fucking, that Chad had been staring transfixed at his wife and his oldest child as they ground and humped and screwed together.
But Linda had kept it in mind all the time, evidently. She posed sexily for her father, stood imperiously, with her cunt thrust forward and her tits proudly high. Chin up, she strode past where he sat on the barstool with his massive prick erectly throbbing. When she came from behind the car, Linda carried a thin riding crop. They'd brought it back from Mexico some summers ago, and it was part of the wall decoration. Now Linda was about to put it to use.
"Dad ... go lie down over there, right beside Mother. Do as I say!"
Chad seemed to fold into himself, to actually cringe as Linda shook the crop at him, but he didn't climb off the stool. Embarrassed, Betty got off the floor and stood uncertainly, enthralled by this sexual domination their daughter had achieved over her father. For Betty could see that Chad actually wanted to be mastered by Linda, that he was waiting eagerly for it. And his daughter did not disappoint him.
Moving forward, regal as a queen, Linda flicked her daddy on the head of his swollen prick with the end of the riding crop. He winced, but Betty could see white juice spring from the slot of his knob and realized he was enjoying the dollop of pain, or perhaps the symbol of chastisement. He climbed from the stool and moved stiffly to the middle of the carpet, standing there with his hairy back to them until his daughter popped the crop across his ass. Then he lay down quickly, rolling over onto his back with his monstrous dick pointing straight up, and perhaps swollen more than Betty had ever seen it before. It was a magnificent hard-on.
"Now, Mom," Linda said, "since I'm bossing this little affair, I want you to go around and stand at Daddy's head. That's the way, darling ... and my, but your nice round ass jiggles so sweetly when you walk. You're a very sexy chick, Mom. Now, put one foot on each side of his head. Go ahead. He'll lie still for it. Just stand there with your legs apart a little, so he can stare up into the juicy lips of your lovely pussy."
Linda moved towards them, swaying her svelte hips, making an exaggerated roll of her belly and ass. The leather riding crop was tapping against the calf of her leg as she positioned herself over he father's waiting body, standing with opened thigh directly above his upstanding cock.
Chad lay quietly, passive, his arms at his sides but his eyes were open and his chest heaving. Most alive was his prick, tall and thick with its head practically bathed in the gleaming juices leaking from its tiny mouth.
"We'll use him between us, darling," Linda said. "You have him eat your lovely cunt, and I'll take the swelling out of that big, eager cock of his."
Chad said, "I... I never did that before. I never went down on any woman, not even your own mother."
Linda reached down with the riding crop, tapping his cock with it.
"Then it's time you learned, Daddy. Mom has such a beautiful pussy, you should have eaten it years and years ago. Glen did it to her. My husband got his tongue inside your wife's cunt and made her come, so now Mom knows how good it feels. And you'll do a super job, Daddy. I'm sure you will, because you'd better!"
Smiling at her mother, lowering herself to her knees so that her crotch was just above the blunt end of her daddy's cock, Linda said, "Just do the same as I'm doing, darling. Kneel down and let him quiver for a while longer."
Betty kneeled, her kneecaps touching her husband's biceps, a tremor moving excitedly in her tummy, and she thought of Glen's jizz still within her cunt, of the recent fuck with her son-in-law. Chad was going to put his tongue inside her gash; she was actually going to sit down on his mouth and he was going to eat her cunt for the first time in their married life. And as Linda said, it was about time.
"Now, Mom," her daughter said, lowering her crotch just a bit and using her hand to guide the shuddering, anxious head of her father's prick into the springy depths of that curly brown beaver. Her other hand reached out to her mother, and Betty put her fingers into Linda's soft, warm palm as she sat gently down upon Chad's waiting, helpless face.
A hot, wet shock jolted through her body as her sticky labes came in contact with his lips. For an indecisive moment, her husband hesitated; then, uttering a groan, his mouth opened and his tongue shoved in and up, piercing the greasy folds of flesh and entering the wet cave of her cunt/ "Ah! Ooooh! Oh, Linda, he's doing it! Your father is eating me, sticking his tongue and licking. Oooooh!"
"Good," Linda answered, clenching her hand. "And look how his big prick is easing up into my cunt. Hard and rubbery, thick and long... Oh, wow-this is some rod, Mama! This is a terrific prick, and I'm fucking it just like you do, fucking my daddy's big cock while he eats my mama's sweet pussy. Ahhh, Daddy! Oh, yes, stiff prick ... ah ... oh ... the head of it's way up inside me. Ahhhh! Oh ... oh, Mama! Oh, Daddy!"
Staring, Betty watched her husband's thick cock working its way up into the redly clinging lips of her daughter's young pussy. It was a wonderful sight, a thrilling picture, and she ground her cunt sensuously on Chad's mouth as she saw the distended rod progress inch by veined inch until it was swallowed up.
He mumbled something into her blazing gash, and his tongue lapped puppy-dog style into her cunt, she slid forward and back, making him reach her clit, grinding it into his chin and back to his nose. And on one of her forward slides, Betty found herself only inches from her daughter's face.
It was so natural that she kiss Linda's passionate mouth, that her daughter's tongue should melt lovingly over her own, and their teeth clash sweetly. Straining, leaning forward, they held arms around each other's bodies, and mashed their tits together.
"Oh, baby," Betty gasped. "Oh, how wonderful to kiss you and feel your tits against mine. Oh, how wild ... because we're sharing your father and each other, too."
"Groovy, Mom ...far, far out! Oh, how I dig this kind of swinging! Kiss me, Mama. Kiss me while I ride your husband's cock, my daddy's cock!"
"Darling, darling..." Betty hunched faster upon Chad's face, because he was getting the hang' of it, working his tongue over her clit and beginning to suck her pussy and drain hot cunt-cream into his throat.
"Fuck me!" Linda screamed, and slammed her tits hard into her mother's large jugs. "Oh, Daddy, you big-dicked bastard! Shove it up my cunt! Bang it up my pussy!"
Betty shook and trembled, her tits bouncing as she rode her husband's mouth, for her climax was swiftly growing within her spasming cunt. She clamped her mouth onto her daughter's and urged her tits into Linda's; Betty's ass was swinging and sliding, and she forced her tongue deep into Linda's mouth.
Her daughter clawed her nails into Betty's back, and raked her teeth across her mother's. They sucked tongue and moaned in explosive rapture, moaned together as they came ... one upon the man's prick, one upon the suctioning mouth, mother and daughter blending in ecstasy.
They held each other, kissing, sliding wet tongues, wiggling more gently in the subsiding of their simultaneous orgasms. Chad turned his face aside, panting into Betty's thigh, and she realized that he had also come, that he had fired his monstrous cock into his daughter's inflamed cunt, pumping that narrow sheath full of his thickly foaming sperm.
How long they stayed glued together, Betty didn't know; she really didn't come to herself until Linda stood up and helped her to her feet. They left Chad on the carpet, but not for long; he climbed up and joined them at the bar. Betty saw that her husband's massive cock was still hard, and glistening all over with the juices he had released into Linda's cunt and with his daughter's shining pussy oils.
Gruffly, he said, "I...Oh, hell, I don't know how to put it, but I...well, I think this is terrific. The three of us making it together. And Betty ... I enjoyed going down on you. I really did."
He put his arms around them, stood between them as they sat naked on the barstools. His long dick poked between them, the purple head lustrous and glowing. Betty turned her head and kissed him on the cheek.
"It is good, isn't it, dear? So intimate, so exciting. I wasn't a bit jealous of your screwing your daughter. In fact, I was thrilled that you should* get the chance to enjoy the beauty of her cunt. You're a lucky man, because so few fathers ever realize their yearnings and actually fuck their daughters."
Chad stroked her back, brought his hand down and caressed the cheek of her ass. Betty glanced across his back and saw that he was doing the same to Linda.
"I'll admit I didn't like it at first, when Glen was putting the dick to you, Betty. I mean, you're my wife, and I was supposed to be jealous of you, supposed to keep all the other horny bastards away from you. But there was Linda, and Glen was really shoving it to you and you looked like you were getting a kick out of fucking him, so... well, I figured if you let me screw Linda, then we'd compromise, and I'd let you screw Glen."
Linda chuckled, and poured drinks all around. "Daddy, you're trying so hard not to be a male chauvinist. You really want to say that it's okay for a man to fuck anything he can find, but that a woman should stay pure ... whatever the hell this is."
"Now wait a minute," he said.
And Linda cut in: "But you get high on fucking me, so it's okay for Mother to have a little strange cock on the side. But don't you see how much better it is, how much more fun it is, to share our love-making? You and me and Mother... and when Glen was there last night, wasn't that fun, too?"
"I guess so," he said. "But... well, I don't think I can have as much fun when somebody else sees you bossing me around. There are some things a man has to keep private."
"Why?" Linda asked. "If anything turns you on, nobody here is going to laugh at it. We all have our kinks and our little hangups, trying to be honest with each other, and most of all with ourselves."
Chad continued to fondle their asses. Betty downed her drink and felt the warmth of it, the needed strength of the alcohol. Then her husband said, "I guess you're right, Linda. Now that we've gone ahead like this, screwing and sucking and all... we can make it fine together. You and me and your mother and Glen; we can have a real wife-swapping set-up here, as long as we keep it from the kids, that is. I mean, we're adult and they're so young, and I don't think I could conceive of those kids even thinking ..."
Linda poured more drinks. "You mean it's all right for Mom to eat my husband's cock, if that's what they both want to do?"
Chad bit his lips, and Betty noticed that his cock was slumping. He said, "Well, I guess so. Glen's a good guy, and your husband, and ..."
"And you're getting the best of the deal," Linda said. "Here you are, swapping wives with Glen, but you get a bonus, because I'm your daughter, too. So you not only trade wives, but get to dig some incest, besides. Would you be as willing if Glen was your son, and I was just another girl?"
"Hey now, wait a minute! That would make him a ... a ... "
"A mother-fucker? Is that so terrible? Is that any worse name than a daughter-fucker, or daddy-fucker?"
"You're mixing things up," Chad said. "Damnit, you're getting everything all screwed around."
Linda turned on the stool, so that she could hold his body between her legs and draw him into the softly feminine vee of her thighs. "Daddy, you're the one who's screwed up ... and screwed. But would you disown me, back off from me right now, if I told you that I've already fucked my brother, too? I have, you know. Danny and I had a good, solid screw together* even before I seduced you last night."
"That...that kid?"
"He's no kid. He's a good, erotic lover with a strong prick longer than your own."
"Dammit, Linda ... Betty ..."
Betty watched her daughter tug her husband closer with her legs, saw her rub her thigh, firm tits into his hairy chest and use her hand to fondle his thick, drooping cock.
"There's plenty of this pussy left for you. All you want, Daddy dear... if you stop being so straight and hung up and just let it all hang out. I can fuck you and Danny and my husband, and thrill all of you ... and so can Mom."
Betty saw his back stiffen, and she gulped the rest of her drink hurriedly. Now was the moment, when he would either resist or give in.
Chad said, "Hold on-that's going too damned far. The boy and you ... me and you ... Glen ... You're going out of your head if you think I'm going to stand still for Danny and his mother ..."
Before Linda could hold to him, Chad pulled himself from between her legs and strode off, vanishing from the family room without another word.
"Well, I guess that's it," Betty said.
"The hell it is," Linda answered. "There's still Nikki, too, and don't doubt that. And he's pretty well smashed right now. I poured enough juice into him today for him to be high as a mountain top. He's only going to his own bed. We'll get him there. Are you game for a family council of the rest of us?"
"All right," Betty said. "Soon as I can get some clothes."
"No," Linda said. "All of us bare-assed and honest, okay?"
"Okay, then. Oh, I hope we can straighten out your father."
"We will. Don't you worry," Linda replied with a smile.
Chapter Nine
They were a beautiful group, Betty thought, self-consciously crossing her legs and wishing that she had something with which to cover her tits as she sat at the bar and watched Linda herd the others into the room for a council.
It must have been quite a session upstairs, she thought. Glen was sheepish and his cock was shrunken as he came to the bar for a drink. Her son's prick was partly erect, but well used and reddened. And little Nikki... the girl was trying to be very casual, but the goosebumps on her naked skin and the blush on her piquant face gave away her inner emotional turmoil.
Impulsively, Betty held out her arms to her youngest child, and with a sigh, Nicole ran into them. It felt strange to hold her like this, Betty thought, both of them naked, and with Nikki pressing her elfin body against her mother's hairy mound, Nikki burying her face into the milky globes of her mother's tits. But it felt wonderful, too.
Danny came to stand with them, and Glen moved to kiss his wife, then to stand uncertainly beside her.
"We have to do something about Daddy," Linda said. "He's sulking in his room, and it's all because he can't conceive of Danny screwing Mom. Everything else is all right, it seems, but he went into a state of shock when I talked about Danny. But there's a real tipoff in his reaction: He didn't mention Nicole's name. He's been screwing me, as you all know, but I can control him on just about everything, but I think his real yen is for little Nicole."
Nikki looked into her mother's eyes. "Mom? Will it... can I swing with Daddy, and it'll be okay with you?"
"Of course, dear," Betty said, and patted the sleek little flank. "But your father has a very large cock. Do you think you can take that?"
"I... I don't know," Nikki said, dropping her eyes.
"Sure, she can," Danny added. "She's tight and narrow, but Glen loosened her up some, after me. She's still all greasy inside, so that'll help Dad get it in."
"I'd like to try it," Nikki said into Betty's tits. "Especially if it will keep us all together, without any trouble."
"Good," Linda said. "We'll get him into your room, Nikki. Then Mom and Danny can get in Danny's room. That adjoining door will work out just right. I mean, once we get Daddy fucking Nikki, we can open the door and show him Danny screwing Mom. That ought to knock the hell out of any inhibitions he has left."
"That's a wild idea," Glen said.
"Ready, Nikki?" her sister wanted to know.
"I guess," the girl said, and Betty held her daughter's hand as they followed Linda up the stairs.
They took time out to shower and freshen up, then Linda took Nicole with her and headed for her father's room. Betty gave them a few minutes, then went into Danny's bedroom, and straight to the connecting door, which she found already cracked open just about the required amount. Kneeling to be more comfortable, Betty peered into the next room, thinking that half the fun of all this was watching sex in action. Voyeurism turned her on. And why not? she thought. She could do things she liked best now; any of them could, if Chad just cooperated.
She saw Chad sitting on the bed, and realized that he had sneaked a fifth of bourbon from the bar when he left in such a huff. It was on the bedside table, and Chad was weaving back and forth as he sat there. Linda was furious with him; Betty could see that, see the tapping of the riding crop along the girl's thigh. Nikki was standing to one side, one hand demurely over her cunt.
"Damn you," Linda grated, swishing the quirt. "You want all the goodies, but you want them on your own terms. Well, Daddy dear, that's not how it's going to be. You've fucked me, and watched my husband screw Mother, so you're not going to go moral on us now."
Linda slapped his belly with the riding crop, and Chad jerked erect, his prick immediately beginning to swell, to climb upright to its great length and breadth. Chad tried to cover it with his hands, ashamed because his younger daughter was in the room and seeing his nudity, witnessing his humiliation.
But Linda flicked the leather at his hands, and Chad flinched back, exposing his erect cock.
"You're going to screw Nikki... and right now, do you hear? You're damned lucky to even get the chance, and don't worry about her being cherry. She's not. Little Nicole has been balling two kids her own age, and she's also taken on Danny and Glen, so that only makes you fifth in line, Daddy dear. But you're lucky to have the opportunity to stick that big cock into her tiny pussy, because if you weren't being forced to lay Nikki, you'd never get the nerve to fuck her by yourself. But you've got eyes for her, all right. I've watched you sweat her out for years, when you thought nobody else was looking, when you thought you could eye this trim little ass and dream about someday getting into it. Well, darling, here's the place and time."
She strode around the bed and snatched two pillows, put them one atop the other and positioned them halfway down the bed. Then Linda motioned to her sister, and Nikki went shyly to her, moving with her face turned down and her eyes almost closed. But Betty saw that her youngest child's nipples were erect, showing her passionate need.
Nikki hesitated beside the bed, glanced at her father's back, then climbed up as her sister pointed the riding crop at the pillows.
"Up there, Nikki," Linda said. "Since Dad has such a big, thick cock, and since you're built so small, that lovely little cunt is so tight it's best if you put your ass up here, so you can spread your legs wide and kind of tilt your crotch up at him. It spreads your pussy wider, opens you up more."
Nikki took her position, lay back with her small tits up and her ass on the double pillows, angling her crotch up. Betty saw the gorgeous little cunt-lips in their feathery black hair, and the polished cheeks of the delightfully trim ass, the flat belly lustrous with youth and health.
"Linda," the girl asked doubtfully, "are you sure I can take that big thing into me? I mean ... it's so long and big around. I never tried anything that big before."
Her sister patted Nikki's belly, then dropped her hand to caress the small, shapely twat-mound. "Sure you can take it, baby. You can hold it all the way to his balls, and then you can screw it right off, if you want to. You're the boss, Nikki. You're stronger than he is."
Chad sat stiffly on the side of the bed, his back to his girls, but he wheeled around quickly enough when Linda tapped him with the leather whip.
"Get over here. Kneel right there in front of Nikki... there between her legs. Isn't that a beautiful pussy she's showing? Haven't you wanted that for years?"
"I... I... " Chad said, "yes, damnit! Yes, I have. She's so petite, such a tiny charmer. It's like having a little girl and a miniature woman wrapped into the same sexy package. And, yes...I've waned to screw Nicole. I've needed to stick this hard cock into my sexy little daughter ever since she started to grow tits and to shake that tiny ass the way she does."
"Now you're putting it all up front," Linda said. "There's nothing to stop you from fucking that fabulous pussy now, Daddy. There's nobody to tell and nobody to point a finger and nobody to scream or run or call you a dirty old man. Nikki wants you to fuck her, and I want you to fuck her ... so go ahead. Fuck her, Daddy."
Betty stared through the crack of the door and saw her husband bending forward, saw him take his swollen, eager prick in one hand while he caressed the darling little slit between his younger daughter's thighs. Chad felt over the trembling cunt-mound as if he couldn't believe its size and shape, as if its velvet softness and the damp beauty was overwhelming to him.
And perhaps it was, she thought; Chad was touching a long-cherished dream, face to crotch with a dark desire he had kept hidden all these years.
"Daddy," Nikki said to him, and that single, yearning word shattered the hesitation that fixed Chad.
Groaning, he moved forward and steered the head of his pulsing cock into the softly trembling labes awaiting it. Betty knew a moment of doubt as she stared at that huge, flanged knob almost hiding the girl's slit, and there was a rush of fear that Chad might hurt that tiny box, that his massive cock might tear the delicate tissues within the childish cunt.
But the girl had already been broken in; Nikki had screwed three boys and one man ... and Glen Forester's prick wasn't a small one. And, Betty remembered, Nikki had been fucked only a few minutes before; she would still be wet and open, with her brother's sperm held inside her as an additional lubricant, and made even more slippery by the retention of Glen's cum. Nikki could stretch to take in her father's huge prick, and if he was gentle and waited for her to adjust, she would be thrilled by the complete, stuffing of her mini-cunt and the constant pressure on her clitoris.
Chad began to push, using a steady pressure to shove the blunt end of his cock into Nikki's small twat-mouth, and Betty could see the intense strain upon her husband's face, the concentration there as he watched his cock-head work into his daughter's little slit.
"Ooooh, Daddy!" Nikki gasped. "Ooooh, that feels so good. Push it deeper in me, Daddy! Ooooh! Deeper!"
Chad responded by moving his hips and working another inch of meat into the squirming snatch, and Nikki hiked her ass even higher to take it in. Her small, slim legs were hoisted into the air, her feet pointing their little pink toes at the ceiling. Nikki's sweet white ass was twitching, shuddering, moving and moving in an up-and-down motion that changed often to a rolling, side-to-side hunching that was one of the most sensual actions Betty had ever witnessed.
"D ...Daddy! Oh, my sweet Daddy! Stick your thing into me, feed me all that wonderful groovy meat. Deeper! Give it all to me!"
"All right," Chad grunted. "All right, you beautiful little cunt, here it conies. Packing it into your tight snatch. Ah, what a grip inside your cunt, baby. Hot and wet and slick, but so tight... like a virgin pussy for me! Oh! Ah! Right in to the balls, Nikki!"
The girl heaved violently, bucked against her father's thickly haired pelvis and threw back her head, rolling her eyes and gritting her teeth fiercely.
"Ahhhh! Ohhhh! Now I've got it. I've got all your cock inside me because I can feel it stretching me open. I can feel the head bulging against my belly, and your big balls ... they're in the crack of my ass. Oh Daddy, Daddy! Fuck me, fuck your little girl! FUCK ME!"
Chad moaned and shook his ass. He put his hands under his daughter's surging tail, and held her belly to his as he started to fuck ... in and out, twisting and lunging, pulling his cock back and burying it deep. Betty watched the veined rod as it turned red, as it turned slippery with lubrication from Nikki's pussy and the leftover greasiness of the pricks that had shot off in her only a short time before.
Nikki tried to get her short, sleek legs around her father's body, but they kept slipping off as he lunged his distended dick into her aching box. So she contented herself with planting her heels into the hollows behind his knees, and bracing herself for the long, burrowing strokes her daddy was putting into her steamy, stretched pussy.
Betty was enthralled; her cunt turned wet and her tits felt as if they would swell and burst. Chad was feeding the meat into the tight little cunt he had dreamed about, and the slight form of his youngest child was wiggling and humping to him, turning all slidy with the sweat upon her finely textured skin.
Linda walked to the doorway and cut off her mother's view of the exciting fuck. She said softly through the crack, "I hear the guys coming up the stairs, Mother. Better get on the bed and make yourself ready for Danny. Wow! Is this going to be a kick in the balls for Daddy."
"All right," Betty answered. "I'm ready for my son right now."
Her thighs quietly kissed each other as she walked to the bed and lay down upon it. Smiling to herself, she took the pillows from the head of the bed and placed them under her ass, hiking her lower body to fit them there.
Her position would be the same as Nikki's, and she would even use her heels in the same manner, duplicating the fucking of her daughter and her husband as closely as she could. But with her own very special lover, and by riding the always eager, always hard prick of her son Danny.
The hall door swung open, and Danny entered, closely followed by his brother-in-law. Both held their cocks in their hands, but Betty motioned Glen off to one side and out of sight where he couldn't be observed from the other bedroom, once that door was also opened wide. She wanted her husband to get the full effect of seeing their son mounted on his mother and sticking that long, slim prick into her cunt. She wanted Chad to receive the full shock value of watching her being fucked by their son while Chad was fucking their daughter.
Danny came to his mother and without preliminary climbed into the bed and between her legs. Smiling down at her, he fondled her tits for a tender moment before aiming the head of his rigid prick into the waiting hairiness of her dewy cunt-mound. It touched her labes with an electric shock, for each time with Danny was almost like the first time he had screwed his mother, a thrilling kind of adoration that would always be out of the ordinary for them both.
"Now," he said, "my father's going to see my prick in you. He's going to watch me fuck you, Mom ... and we can all swing together."
"Yes," she said, "push your cock on into your mother, darling."
Chapter Ten
Danny thrust his strong young prick full length into her ready and anxious cunt. His smooth belly came to rest atop her own, and she spread her thighs wide to receive this beautiful boy's wonderful cock. Her son's balls came to rest in the feathery cleft of her flexing ass, and as they touched, Betty wondered again, wondered briefly, how it would feel to have that enchanted cock eased into the tube of her asshole. Soon, she thought, perhaps soon, when they were all more at ease with each other.
"Mom, Mom," he breathed, "you have the very greatest cunt in the world. I love to fuck both my sisters, but fucking you is always so far-out, so exciting, that I just about freak out as soon as I'm buried in your pussy."
"Darling," she said, stroking her hand along his naked back, feeling the sleek shapings of her son's ass-cheeks. "Oh, my darling, lovely boy. It will always be this way with us. I love your prick in me, and no matter who I fuck, or how many I fuck, yours will always be the best for me. So sexy, darling... so long and hard, and you use your beautiful cock like an artist."
"I love you," he said. "Like my mother and like my wife and like the best piece of ass I know."
"And I love you, too," Betty said. "Fuck me pretty now, because Linda's going to open that door any second, so your father can see us."
He ground his pelvis into hers, and started to lower his hot mouth to one of the nipples he dearly loved to suck, but changed his mind and stared at the door. As if his gaze was an Open Sesame, the door flung itself open, and Linda stood in the opening, regal in her nakedness, her head poised high and the rich curls of her pussy shining like a beacon.
Linda stepped back, and Betty heard her daughter call out in a sharply commanding voice: "Dad! Daddy! Look here!"
Betty watched her husband's face as it swung to her, and she saw the shock that opened his eyes wide and dropped his jaw. Chad stared at his son between his wife's legs, stared at Danny as the boy continued to put the prick to his mother with long, slow and sensual thrusts. Chad, froze atop his own daughter, his thick rod halfway out of the red-lipped clinging of Nikki's pussy.
"That's right, Daddy," Linda said. "The circle is complete now. Danny is screwing Mother, and you're fucking Nikki. just like you fucked me. There's no difference now. We're all involved in our incestuous games, and not one of us is going to back away. Nikki, fuck him faster! Shake that sweet little ass and make your father come in your pussy. Mom, you do the same with Danny. Fuck your son. Make your educated cunt just eat up Danny's cock."
Chad stared, and when Nikki bounced against him, his prick vanished into her eager cunt once more. Looking directly into her husband's eyes, Betty swung her pelvis and ground her pussy onto the driving length of their son's stiff prick, smiling wet and wide as she did.
"Betty! What the hell... ?" Chad managed to say.
"I'm doing the same thing you are, Chad. I'm fucking one of our children, just as you are. And I love it, darling. I love being fucked by my son!"
Nikki wiggled on her father's rod, forced him to move with her in the sinuous tangling of crotch and legs and sex organs. He had to be close to orgasm anyhow, Betty thought, since he'd been stroking into that tight little box for so long already. Chad wouldn't be able to hold back much longer; as it was, the shock of seeing his son putting the meat to his wife had probably stopped Chad from reaching a climax sooner.
Then Danny capped the scene by saying, "Dad ... this is a fine, rich cunt you've been fucking all these years. Mother has the greatest pussy I've ever stuck his cock into. I love her ass, and I love to kiss and hold these big tits, and I want to screw her as often as I can. Man, man ... I can see how she turns you on, Dad. She's really a hot piece of ass."
Betty smiled at her husband, at Danny's father, and rolled her ass to thrill her son more, to fondle his penetrating rod with the sweet satin walls of her snatch, and to squeeze his piston with the lips of her cunt. Gasping as his thrusting thrilled her more and more, Betty raised her legs to wrap them around her son's slim waist.
He called to his father, "See? Just like she fucks you, Dad. All slippery inside her juicy cunt, and her ass-cheeks right against my balls."
Chad's mouth opened as his younger daughter rolled her narrow, clinging pussy upon his own massive dick. He said, the words jolted from him by the pounding of Nikki's young belly against his hairy one, "Go... go ahead, Danny! Go on, Son ... fuck your mother well. Fuck her pussy deep and solid. Just ram your prick up your mom's cunt until you both come ... and then fuck her some more, for me! Lay the meat to her, boy ... screw her good!"
Success! Betty thought, hiking her ass in a frenzy of passion, heaving and corkscrewing in a furious burst of abandonment. Success... the ultimate goal had been reached, the one they'd pointed for ever since the first wondrous morning when her son sneaked into his father's warm bed to steal a drowsy fuck from his father's freshly screwed wife. Now they had Chad with them, one with them, agreeable to each of them fucking and being fucked. Now they could share and share alike, giving and taking, reveling in what had previously been forbidden flesh.
"Baby!" Betty cried out, as much to her husband as to her son who was hammering his long rod into her vibrant snatch. "Oh, baby, baby! Mommy is about to come! Just stick that gorgeous prick to me, and make-oooohhh!-make your mother come all over it!"
Clawing at her butt, ramming her deep and strong, Danny rode her crotch when she tilted it up, stayed with her when her belly surged high. Betty came, and came, and came. And when she reached the quivering crest of her orgasm, she felt the boiling ejaculation burst forth from the flexing head of Danny's prick, felt the hot juices splash and ripple within her cunt, against the cup of her womb, and her clitoris thrummed like a tuning fork. Her son's sperm filled her pussy, packed her hungry cunt with its thick cream, and the leakage seeped down to wet the crack of her ass, to puddle around his balls.
Through the doorway and in the other room, she heard Nikki cry out: "Oooohhh! Daddy, Daddy ... it's wonderful to come with you like this! Ahhhh! Oooohhh! You're flooding me, Daddy! It's spilling onto the bed! Oh, how I love your hot cum, daddy!"
Betty's eyes closed and her head fell back at her thighs dropped slowly down her son's sweaty back and fell to the bed. It was an end and the beginning.
Tenderly, her son lifted from between her thighs, drawing out his beloved cock and moving from her, but only after leaning to drift a kiss across her mouth, a kiss that was soft and sugared with his devotion. Without surprise, Betty felt his place taken by another man, and she recognized the widely flanged knob that shoved into her dripping slit. Glen was mounting her now, sliding his prick into the juicy hole just vacated by Danny.
Gently, she rolled her ass to fit him better into the sheath of her cunt. Her satin walls caressed his prick, sucked adoringly upon his knob, and her labes fondled the sac of his balls with each fuck-stroke her son-in-law made.
But the fury had died within her, and the fucking was easy, wet, nice. Glen thrust strongly into her receptive cunt, and she responded, but with a relaxed tenderness, enjoying being screwed by him in a leisurely fashion. It was good to fuck this way, she thought, wiggling slowly and*taking the honest lunges of his cock in her own rhythm.
"Mrs. Maddox," he panted, "oh, Betty dearest. So hot and sloppy in your pussy, so good ... man, those fine tits ..."
And his mouth found a nipple as his hard prick continued to rise and fall in the suctioning well of her fuck-hole. Glen sucked her tits eagerly and fondled her ass, her belly, while the staff of his prick gained speed, poking until Betty sensed that he was about to come.
She crushed his face into her tit and ground her pelvis into his, gyrated her ass and her belly, and helped him come. For the second time within minutes, a man was releasing his hotly spurting sperm into her welcoming cunt, and she followed his orgasm with a quick and shuddering convulsion of her own.
Kissing her closed eyelids, Glen, too, was gone from her pussy and from her body, and Betty rolled over, lifting one knee and sighing into the sheet. Her son loved her, and Glen loved her; proof of their loves was contained in her cunt, soaking there warmly. She stretched, smiled, and saw against the dark screen of her eyelids the image of her youngest daughter and Chad, interlocked and worshiping each other's bodies.
She sighed again as hands touched her waist and the tips of fingers went trailing down over the curves of her buttocks. Dreamy, she was willing for Glen to fuck her again, but she would exert no effort to help him along, at least not right away.
The hands fondled her ass, urged her completely over onto her belly, and she spread her legs in reflex. Then one hand slid around her hip and beneath her tummy, down to her cunt-mound still steamy and oozing from the two fuckings she had already taken. It lifted her, brought her tail up so that the searching head of his prick could find the wet slit of her cunt.
Chad! When the swollen head of that huge cock touched her labes, Betty was certain that it belonged to her husband. Her eyes flew open and her head snapped up, but he was pulling her ass higher and working the spearhead of his cock into the easily stretched lips of her pussy. And before she could more than give a small wiggle, Chad had driven forward and buried the bulk of his giant cock into her cunt.
"Chad ... oh, Chad ...you want me now?"
He had his hands locked into her waist, and began to drive his heavy pole up her pussy, ramming it home full length, then drawing it back to the ridged head before stabbing into her cunt again.
"More than ever, Betty," he panted, feeding her his thick rod, pulling her ass back to him to meet his strokes. "Seeing our son screw you ... that drove me wild. Then Glen got to fuck you, before could leave little Nikki. And me with my prick hard as it's ever been, even when I was a kid. One after the other, they screwed my wife, fucked this fabulous cunt I've had all these years. And when I watched their pricks slide into you, when I saw you fuck our own son until he popped off inside his mother, then take on Glen and make him come, too ... well, I just had to get my own cock into you again. Only I wanted to fuck you this way ... uuh! ... this way so I can feel the round cheeks of your ass against my pelvis when I stick it deep. Uhhh! Oh, yeah, Betty ... the boys are right. You're really a hot, wet piece of ass."
She rolled her haunches to him, reached back and between her thighs to catch his balls while he screwed her dog-fashion. Her tits dangled and swung, and the sensation they gave her was bitchy in itself. Humping, squeezing his hairy sac, Betty fucked her husband, and her head swung from side to side in the drumbeat tempo of their screwing, she had become conscious that they were being watched. Glen Forester stood there with his arm around his own wife Linda, his cock softened and leaked. Beside them stood Danny and Nicole, their naked hips together, a beautiful pair of young people with their nude bodies gleaming. Three of them were their children, and one and in-law; all of them stood silently and watched Chad fuck her.
The bed rocked and Betty heaved with it, her long hair flying as her husband poured the prick to her with hammering thrusts, his veined prong a piston that beat steadily back and forth into the sloshy hole of her surging pussy. Betty grunted as each stroke bounced her head and swung her tits, but she held onto his balls, rocking on her knees to take the pounding Chad was giving her.
"Lay it into her, Dad!" Danny called out.
"Yeah ... fuck her, Chad!" Glen said.
And the girls murmured approval, swaying from side to side and holding onto their own males, partaking vicariously in the sex act of their mother and father, staring entranced at the action of the prick and the cunt that had combined in love and passion to produce them.
"Going to let it go!" Chad grunted, working his staff furiously into her dripping snatch. "Going to shoot it in there where the others came. Here it is, Betty ... here it is, your hot-ass bitch! Take it! I'M COMING!"
He went stiff against her, and his pole throbbed inside the clenching of her cunt, releasing squirts of jizz that was hot and creamy, and Betty reveled in the washing of it through her pussy.
Jerking madly, she was spun helplessly in the throes of her .own climax, and her knees buckled as her muscles let go and her body sagged down. Betty collapsed upon the bed, crushing her tits into the sheet, and Chad was on top of her, his rigid prick still balls-deep in her cunt, locked into her so solidly it was as if it had grown there.
Betty was through. She had been fucked by three men, each of them strong and hard, each of them bringing her to orgasm, and now she was finished. Weakly, she lifted her head, and knew a great relief as she felt her husband's cock back out of her slit, and his weight lift from her buttocks. The bed moved when he got off it, and for Betty it was like being caught up in the primal movement of the planet itself, unable to choose her time or place.
They murmured around her, hovered over her, and their hands were gentle. She had been kissed by many mouths, and touched by many soft hands. Mother, they said, and Mom, and Betty... and Mrs. Maddox. Drowsily, she accepted the attention, and as they didn't seem to mind, she drifted off into a deep and restful sleep.
Chapter Eleven
Somehow, it was morning. It was a fragrant and rosy morning, and Betty wiggled luxuriously in her bed as she awoke. The events of the night filed past in her mind, and she felt wonderful.
Washing, listening, she heard movement down stairs and knew they were still in the house. Where else would they be, with so much at hand and so willing? She climbed into the shower stall and closed the glass doors. Maybe they would at some time in the future go outside their own family circle for additional sex, but just how Betty could see no reason for even seeking variety.
Variety was with them: three women of varying ages and sizes, three men different in appearance and imagination; the combinations were many and exciting. Betty thought that she would try them all, go through all the mathematical possibilities six people could offer en masse and individually.
Soaping her body, she wondered that she wasn't tired, that no part of her ached after the repeated handling she had taken the day and the night before. There was gentle screwing and strong fucking, and she had known them both. There had been the beauty of woman love, and oral gratification, and interchanging of three men within her cunt.
Rinsing and stepping from the shower, Betty felt marvelously refreshed; she was alert and ready for more of anything, of everything. And she wondered what the day would bring. The see-through robe wrapped around her body, beguiling rather than concealing, she found high-heeled pumps to accent the length and attractiveness of her legs. Hair swept back and held in place with a bit of bright ribbon, Betty went downstairs.
Only the girls were in the kitchen, cleaning up the remains of breakfast. Linda bounced over to kiss Betty's cheek and ask, "Over easy, Mom?"
"Okay. Where are the men?"
"Out. We chased them out for a while. They're going to get some beer and salami and stuff, but we asked them to stay until we cleaned up and ... until you and I and Nikki got to know each other better."
Nikki stopped over near Betty where she sat at the table and kissed her cheek, too. "I'm buttering your toast, and I'll get your juice."
"Thanks, doll," Betty said, and to her older daughter: "You and me and Nikki?"
"Why not? We'll never find more lovely and more exciting partners, will we?"
Betty shook her head, "I... I guess not, but Nikki... so young ..."
Nikki laughed. "Only technically, Mom. I'll admit I've never played around with another girl, but I'm sure willing to learn."
Betty lowered her face and paid close attention to the breakfast her daughters had prepared for her. Surprisingly, she had a good and hearty appetite.
"When your food is settled," Linda suggested. "Maybe we'll take a walk around the patio until then, and kind of get in shape."
"It's a good thing we have that high fence around the back," Betty said. "Delicious as you girls look, our patio would be stormed by the first men who caught sight of you."
Nikki grinned. "You look every bit as tasty, Mom. Now I know what the kids mean, when t say what a great mom I got. The guys mean they'd like to screw you and the girls are all kind of jealous of how beautiful and how sexy you are."
"Come on," Betty said, "let's walk around and settle our breakfasts, before all this flattery goes to our heads."
But she was flattered, and she was pleased, to be able to hold her own with her young and lovely girls, to be desirable to all ages of males.
In the garden, they spoke of their new freedom. The dialogue itself was thrilling and Betty felt the warm rising of her lusts. It was so good, so thrilling, to talk about such once-taboo intimacies with her utterly charming daughters. When they paused under the patio shelter, Betty said, "I think it's time."
Linda said, "Past the time."
And Nikki breathed, "Wow!"
They went into the family room and toasted each other with chilled wine. Betty noticed that her glass trembled as she held it high and moved it to her lips. How many mothers, she wondered, could be calm if they stood on the threshold of a lesbian affair with not one of her children, but two of them! A daughter twenty-one, and a daughter fifteen, both lovely and sexually talented, both eager to taste the forbidden fruits of each other's female bodies ... and their mother's ripe flesh, as well.
What they were all missing, Betty thought... all the closeness, the wondrous nearness, the terrific sensation of incestuous feminine love and passion. She would wonder about it no longer: Here it was.
Taking a deep and steadying breath, she unfastened the front of her robe and let it fall open. The girls eyed her as she lifted her arms and took off the filmy covering to stand tall and naked before them. Her nipples pushed out, ached outward and a tremor moved down her stomach to nestle expectantly in her moist cunt.
Linda moved next, peeling away her thin pink robe, whipping it from her shapely body with fluid grace and style. Her tits were high and stately, her beaver a thick and rich brown hairiness, her legs sleek and satiny.
Hands quivering, little Nikki took off her shortie, sliding the pale green and whispery material from her lustrous white skin with a sweet hesitation that was all the more sensuously appealing for its girlish uncertainty. Small tits, pointy nipples; that tiny, perfect body and its focal point of faintly haired, almost childish pussy.
As always, Linda took the initiative, and moved towards her mother with a special hot look in her eyes. When their tits were brushing, Linda asked, "You never swung with a woman before?"
"Only you," Betty answered.
"That was for starters," Linda said. "But we never went down on each other, and since Nikki doesn't know anything about that, either, I'll have to be the middle girl. Mom ... I realize you've never done this to a woman, but you've had it done to you by Glen and Danny, so you have some idea how to go about it. I'll show Nikki-I'm going to eat that little cunt until my baby sister just freaks out-while you go down on me. Afterward, we'll sort of change around."
Linda lay down on the carpet and opened her legs, bending her knees and spreading her smooth thighs to expose the dewy lips of her ready cunt.
"First Nikki. Come on down here with me, pretty little sister. Now, sit over my face with that gorgeous ass pointed down at my belly. That's right, baby. Oh, my, but doesn't that tiny cunt look delicious! Just kneel there while I play with it for a while. And, Mom ... suppose you get in between my legs and kiss my pussy."
"Oh, yes," Betty sighed, and lowered herself to the floor, going first to her knees, then flat upon belly to lay her cheek against her older daughter's warm belly. She caressed the strong thighs and the gentle curvings of Linda's stomach; she reached up to finger delicately over Linda's tits, to feel the stiffness of the nippies, and when her hands came down again, it was to fondle the springy hairs of the girl's pussy.
She saw Nikki's sleek young ass poised above her sister's face, and watched it lower tenderly to the urgings of Linda's hands upon its dainty cheeks. Nicole's crotch came down and Linda's mouth opened to take it in, to plunge an eager tongue into the humid cavern of the girl's cunt.
Then there was no time to see more, no time to watch Nikki squirm and heave as Linda's trained mouth ate into her cunt, found her clitoris and began to tease it, to suck.
For Betty was rubbing her cheek into Linda's pussy, and kissing the petal-soft skin around it, licking lightly and damply over the groin, down into the impossibly smooth insides of the thighs and where they were joined so cunningly to the pelvis. The hair itself intrigued Betty, and she tickled it with her tongue tip, probed into the curly depths of it to find the velvet wetness of the ready labes. , A spicy odor rose from the mouth of Linda's cunt, a pungent aroma that was thrillingly different, that beckoned Betty to know the flavor of it. She remembered how Danny had stuck his tongue into her own pussy, how he had worked it around, licking and eating, and thought it would be the same for her first experience in giving oral pleasure to her daughter.
Betty pressed her lips down into the hair, slid her tongue along the trembling labes and found the taste enthralling as honey in her mouth. Her teeth raked gently over the pussy-lips, and her tongue pushed its way inside the steamy opening. Then she was doing it, loving it, eating her daughter's cunt as if she had been doing it all her life.
She lapped into the wet twat, delighting in the slippery flavors she discovered there, licking back out to tantalize the lips, diving deep once more to feel along the slidy walls. Digging her fingertips into Linda's thighs, Betty moaned into the hot slit, burrowed sucking into its juicy sheath to find the clit.
There it was ... throbbing, pulsating, an out-thrusting of sugared flesh that was the seal of Linda's erotic emotions. Betty built a suction within her cheeks and drew the little nubbin into her lips, pulled it against her teeth where she could worry it. Rubbery and wet, slippery and arousing, the clitoris seemed to leap with a life of its own, and Betty responded to its twitchings with nips and suckings.
Linda's belly rolled and her ass bounced. Betty could hear both her daughters groaning, as one of them was sucked and one of them sucked. She continued to eat into Linda's cunt, to roll and pull the clit, easing up now and then to either suck the hotly flowing juices or to lick into the girl's pussy in order to give a different kind of stimulation.
Fondling her belly, cupping the cheeks of Linda's ass, Betty worked diligently into her older daughter's cunt, returning always to the target of the vibrating clitoris. She heard Nikki cry out: "Oh, Linda! Oh, wow ... I'm freaking out, going out of my head! Ooooh, darling ... it's so hot and wet and sweet... I feel it...your tongue and teeth in my cunt...oh, far-out! Linda ... Linda, eat me! Eat me!"
Betty felt the rippling of Linda's cunt and the hunching of her pelvis. Both girls were about to come, and their mother hurried her ministrations so they could match and blend their orgasms.
"Uhh!" Linda groaned, her mouth buried in her sister's pussy.
Betty sucked harder, faster, and used her fingernails cruelly on Linda's shivering ass. The girl came then, hammering her cunt against her mother's teeth, rolling and bucking in the overwhelming ecstasy of her climax.
"I... Oooohhh! I can't stand it!" Nikki screamed, and bounced her knees against the floor. "Linda! Mama! Oh, I'm coming!"
Betty's chin was wet, and her cheeks. She scrubbed her teeth daintily across Linda's cunt-lips, into the dripping beaver, and moved her face upward to caress the sweaty, heaving belly. She lapped into the navel, came up along the belly to the rib cage and lightly bit the girl there. As she reached Linda's tits, Nikki lifted herself from her sister's face and dropped to one side, staring back at the thrilling mouth she had left, looking down at the closeness of her mother's approaching face.
Before Betty realized it, she was fucking cunt to cunt with Linda, so hot that she stroked her clit against her daughter's like a man would use his cock, strong and solid, pounding her wet pussy into Linda's dripping cunt with rapid thrusts.
They hugged and kissed, and Betty tasted Nikki's darling young cunt on Linda's wiggling tongue. Gasping, screwing her pelvis, Linda said: "Oh ... oh, Mom! So fierce and loving! Oh, my darling mother, you did such a fabulous job eatin me. I thought my pussy was going to explode, it was so good. Don't ... oh, let me ... ooooh! Ahh, that's marvelous ... so greasy, so tickly ... I'm about to come again!"
Breaking free of Betty's grasp, Linda slid down, used her hands on her mother's ass to hike Betty up and forward. Then she said sharply to Nikki: "Lie down ... point your head that way, your feet this way, baby. We're going to swing like a triangle."
"Together," Nikki said thoughtfully. "Oh, wow ... one, two, three. That's the craziest ever, but how do we go about ... ? Oh, yeah. I see how, Linda. You're going to do Mom, and Mom does me and I take care of you, right?"
"Right on," Linda answered. "Just pass along everything that's happening to you, okay? We can groove all the way."
Nikki said, "Mother?"
And Betty smiled at her youngest child, reached for the silken knees to fondle them, and Nikki wiggled closer, presenting the flawless planes of her girlish belly and intriguing vee of her cunt-mound. Betty stroked the calves, the thighs, the lovely little hips as the girl edged nearer.
Betty just had to touch that beautiful cunt. The feathery covering of downy pussy hair was so dainty, and the skin beneath it so finely textured and translucent as to seem unreal. But little Nicole's gasps of pleasure were real, and the squirming of her pelvis was lusty, pleading for another rapturous trip into the never-never land where her sister's educated mouth had taken her just minutes before.
And Betty flinched as Linda began to nip inside her thighs, to slide her head between Betty's mil, white thighs in search of her hair-fringed gash. It was so natural, so loving, to feel the hot breath and the wetness of an adoring tongue ... and just as normal to give the same sweet joy she was receiving.
Betty's mouth burrowed into the delicate labes of her baby daughter, and the flavor of it was warm, damp springtime; the excitement of Nikki's exquisite pussy was a live and fluid thing. Gladly, Betty went into it, sipping, then licking into the creamy little pit.
Linda nuzzled into her mother's gash, and the blending, meshing feeling was one of indescribable beauty.
Rocking on Linda's face, being rocked upon by Nikki, Betty turned ever so slightly to see Nikki's face pinned between Linda's thighs-the triangle, the beauty of three interlocked and interloving people bound not only by their flesh, but also by their blood.
It went sweetly, without hurry, with no hint of savagery. They were women; they were mother and daughters, and they were so much in love.
Never had she been so warm, so enfolded, and never had she tried to give so much of her inner self. Opening, spreading, she used her tongue teeth and the pumping action of her mouth, and felt much of the same thing happening to her.
She didn't batter violently to an orgasm, but let it rise within her cunt like the soothing waters of a well. Betty came gently.
She heard moans, and the sound of her blood beating, and the murmured endearments that passed from mouth into the jealous muffling of cunt. She heard the minute noises of skin upon soft skin, the kissing of thighs upon cheekbones. Everything was good; everything was sweet; if there was difficulty telling where dream left off, it did not matter.
They came apart, and went together again. Betty held her youngest child in her arms, held her close and fondled that perfect mini-body, hugged the sleekness to her to pet it. Doll-like, beautiful pixie, Nikki's tits were marvelous little apples with dark, stiff stems, and they were pressed into her own big jugs.
Betty felt her older daughter behind her, Linda's soft tits against her back, Linda's wet twat-mound hairy against the cleft of her ass, pushing and pushing. Holding and being held, stroked and kissed, they twined together, legs curling, arms holding. Hotly, moistly, they wiggled, turning over to exchange the manner of fondling, laughing tenderly at the cupping of a tit or the fingering of a cunt.
Maybe Betty slept; she was never so certain. So long as they were together, nothing else seemed to hold any importance. She would never be the same, Betty knew. Now she was a true bisexual, and would never be sorry for that.
"Beautiful... beautiful," she heard Chad whisper.
Betty opened her eyes and saw her husband standing there in the nude, his prick standing up in full erection. The men had come home while she and her daughters were enjoying their sex orgy.
Suddenly Chad slipped to the floor beside her. "Fuck me," he commanded softly. "Ram that lovely cunt of yours down on my cock."
Betty mounted him without a word, glad to see that her husband had no objection seeing her in lesbian passion with their daughters. If anything, the sight of the all-female sex-play seemed to turn him on.
Betty's cunt-lips spread wide as she took in Chad's mighty prick. He moaned when she slid down the hard meaty staff. Right after that Glen stood in front of her, his legs spread wide and his feet planted on either side of Chad's body. "Suck me, Mrs. Maddox, you beautiful cock-sucker.-Let me pour my cum down your throat."
While her lower torso still pumped as she fucked her husband, she opened her mouth and sucked in her son's-in-law prick. Glen moaned as Chad had and he placed his hands on her bobbing head.
"Mom ... Mother!" Betty heard Danny gasp behind her. "Your ass is beautiful! I've just got to ram my cock up your asshole!"
She felt her son's hands grasp her hips as he pressed the rounded end of his prick against her bung. She stopped humping on her husband's prick and plastered her pussy hard against Chad's body, taking the entire length of his rod inside her cunt. As Glen pumped his cock in her mouth, Danny worked his young prick into her asshole, making it another sex orgy, this time a heterosexual one. It was Betty's turn to moan now when her teenaged son urged the first inch of his dick into her shitter. There was some pain, but it was the pain of pleasure. She had three cocks in her now. Three!
She had her husband's cock up her pussy, her son's-in-law cock in her mouth and now her son's cock in her ass!
"Wow ... oh, wow!" Nikki sighed thickly. "All those wonderful pricks! I just can't wait when all you guys take me on the same way!"
Fifteen-year-old Nikki leaned down and placed her mouth on one of her mother's lust-engorged nipples. Linda took her other nipple the same way and sucked mightily.
Five! Now she had five people spilling their passion over her! Betty couldn't believe any woman could be as happy as she was at the moment.
"Mom ...Mom!" Danny breathed hotly against her back as he slipped his healthy young cock farther into her asshole.
Beneath her, Chad arched her body upward as he started to come. Almost on cue Glen shot a powerful spurt of jism into her hungry, sucking mouth. She felt the fuck-juice pour into her and tasted its salty joy.
"MOTHER-FUCKER!" Danny screamed out. "I'M A MOTHER-FUCKER!"
Danny's cock was now all the way into her asshole and it, like the other two pricks, was spewing. And as she was being soaked with all this cum, her young daughters were wildly sucking her big tits. Betty almost fainted with sheer happiness. And this was only the beginning, she knew. With the circle of incest now complete and in full flower, she was going to look forward to a real ball in the family!
