It has been said that every person has some dark passion within his soul-some hidden secret, desire or whim that may never surface to be seen by even the closest confidante. Such a secret can be evil or sinister, or it may be trivial and trite.
In America, such dark passions are easily submerged by the complexities of modern everyday life. But sometimes these passions are exposed, and another scandal hits the headlines.
This novel is a dramatic representation of a family who dares to let its most base desires come to the fore, all swept into an illicit web of lust, from which none of them seem willing or able to escape. They are some of the few in our society who are willing to accept the consequences for allowing themselves to be completely liberated.
WHAT SONS GIVE MOTHERS-the startling story of a family who dares to let it all hang out.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Janet Fennaman stood there, her slender fingers tightening around the edge of the kitchen door. The man standing there was scratching his head, pushing his fingers through his neatly cut thick black hair and smiling at her. It was an open smile, an almost daring smile that made her tight cunt glow under her snug nylon panty crotch.
She lowered her eyes, having glanced at the damp white cotton material of his T-shirt. Matt had been working very hard in the backyard, clearing out weeds and other debris from behind the old garage. The university placement service had sent him over after her daughter Annie had refused to do the dirty work. Help she needed. But Janet hadn't expected someone so young, someone this handsome that he made her cunt wink shut each time he looked at her.
"Anything else, Mrs. Fennaman?"
"Uh, no, that should be all for the day. But if you'll come back tomorrow, perhaps you can clean out the garage. Since my husband's death, I just haven't had the heart to go through those things," she said hesitantly.
She could see his large pecs, his tapered waist, his crotch, his strong legs. Janet couldn't help flashing her eyes over him one more time before looking away and pretending to be thinking of other things.
Matt was nearly her son's age, perhaps a year or two older. She was a mature woman, a woman who had had an excellent love life before her husband Carl's sudden death in an auto accident. Janet bit into her lower lip, trying to regain some control over herself. The hot, urgent feeling pulsing in her wet pussy was growing more and more intense, making her thighs shiver and ripple as she thought of her and Matt being alone in the big house together.
"Is something wrong, Mrs. Fennaman?"
"No, not at all," Janet said breathily. "Just pick up the tools and come back. I'll give you today's pay then."
God in heaven! She would be robbing the cradle if she made a pass at this boy. Matt was someone her daughter would go for. She could just see Annie's eyes lighting up when she caught sight of him.
"Sure! I'll be right back!"
Janet rushed to the sink and drew a glass of water, downing the cold liquid and feeling the fire in her cunt lower for a moment. Janet let out a long sigh, feeling her nipples stiffening and pressing itchily against her bra. How swollen and heavy her tits felt!
Janet leaned heavily against the sink, peering through the high rectangular window and watching the handsome young man pick up his tools.
Janet shivered, feeling her flesh breaking out into goose bumps. Rubbing her fingertips briskly over her upper arms, Janet shook the blonde hair from her eyes, remembering a time not so long ago when her life was simple. Being alone and raising two teenaged children on a tight income was getting to her. She could feel her cunt growing warm and wet again, her body feeling tingly as the young boy swaggered back to the house and dropped his tools to the side of the kitchen door.
"Oh, your pay, of course! Just wait here," Janet said, recovering and walking to the dining room.
Fishing out two ten-dollar bills, Janet set her jaw, determined she would behave herself, act the lady, and pay the young boy his due before escorting him from her home.
"That's twenty dollars! What we agreed on! I'll see you tomorrow?"
Her voice was so shaky, so throaty it would be difficult not to realize something was wrong. Matt blinked, his lips curled into an open, boyish smile as he took the money and shoved it into his front pocket. Instead of going, however, Matt stayed, his thick-muscled arms folded over his chest.
A shock of realization passed through Janet, making her cunt walls contract and slap wetly together. He had seen the smoldering want in her face, had heard the note of lust in her voice and was responding to it. Janet felt herself close to a faint and had to lean against the table for support.
"Please, I-I don't know what I'm doing! Please leave!" Janet gasped, feeling her world suddenly falling to pieces.
"I think you do, Mrs. Fennaman."
He was coming to her. She could read the message in his eyes. Fucking. Carl had looked much the same way when he would come up to her to lead her to bed. Now this boy she hardly knew was staring at her in the same way, giving her a quirky smile that took her breath away.
He was only inches from her, his chest rising and falling with increasingly heavy breaths while he looked down into her blue eyes. She was swaying, feeling herself falling into some dreadful abyss. There was nothing to hold onto, nothing to keep her from falling into this boy's arms and fucking.
"I think I know what you want, Mrs. Fennaman! And I think you want it real bad!"
He was so self-assured, so cockily confident about what he saw in her. Janet wanted to refuse him. But instead, she could only stand there as he put both hands around her waist and drew her to him. Her body flashed into head, her nipples growing stiff and hot while her cunt winked shut with heat. A knot of hot tension formed between her belly and cunt, making the woman tremble as she felt the boy's touch.
It was a man's touch, Janet thought, feeling her knees bumping Matt's. She heard him breathing now, felt her body melting into his. The itchy, tingling sensation in her pussy exploded now that she threw all caution away and gave herself completely to the young man.
Matt was touching her all over, sliding his hands over her ass, squeezing her ass-cheeks through the material of her summer dress. She was glad she hadn't gotten too fat, the way some of her friends had. Janet knew, with some pride, that she had the body of a young woman. Matt saw that and was taking advantage of it.
"You're hot, Mrs. Fennaman! You know I wanna fuck you real bad!"
"Oh, yes, yes! And call me Janet, please!" she moaned.
"All right, Janet! Can you show me your bedroom, or do you wanna fuck right here?"
"Oh no, this way!"
Janet broke away from him, feeling giddy, excited, just as she had felt when she was a teenager. Taking him by the hand, she walked through the living room and up the circular stairs to the second-floor landing, feeling as if she were floating on air. She could feel his presence behind her with each step she took, growing more and more excited as she approached the bedroom.
Annie wouldn't be home until much later from her study group at the school library. And her son, Greig, was at his late-afternoon class at the community college. It was all perfect, as if fate had written a little script for her.
There was no hesitation now as Janet closed the door behind Matt and surveyed the big bed in front of her. She was afraid to climb in, but then she felt Matt's sure fingers unfastening the buttons of her dress, opening it from the back while kissing her neck. His touch sent shivers racing up and down her spine. He knew she was ready to fall, and he was there to catch her.
Janet felt her cunt warming up more and more, the juice seeping freely from her pussy-crack and wetting down the nylon crotch of her panties. The wonderful itchy sensation in her pussy was growing more and more strong.
Daringly, Janet put one hand down to his crotch, feeling his prick through his tight-fitting faded jeans. His cock was hot, even through the cloth. She could feel the erotic warmth traveling up her arm, then into her brain. It was like turning on several switches in her head, switches that lit up every nerve in her body. The sudden rush of need erased what little doubts she might have had about fucking him.
"Oh yes, Janet! That's nice, real nice!"
His hand covered her ass, caressing and kneading the firm flesh. Janet fumbled with the buttons of her dress.
"You're beautiful, you know that? You're really beautiful! That's why I hung around here, hoping something would happen like this!"
Janet turned toward him once more, shrugging off her dress, then reaching around and unsnapping the white elastic band of her bra. It was lovely feeling her tits rolling from the cups, sitting high and pert on her chest while Matt stared appreciatively at them. He unfastened his jeans, but left them around his waist while she lay her bra over the nearby chair. The clear, smooth pink of her skin set off the darker circles around her nipples.
Janet felt a glow of pride in her body when her young lover stared at her. Her tits were such a pride to her as she pushed in her upper arms and made them stand out. Any part of her that could bring such a glistening look to Matt's eyes must be beautiful.
She stood there hesitantly by the bed, feeling her cheeks burn. Again she felt rather silly, as if they were playing some game rather than getting ready to fuck. Slowly, she climbed into bed, settling her body onto the firm mattress and feeling her cunt burning through the tight-fitting nylon of her briefs. When she moved her hips, the rubbing of the panties was like hundreds of tiny, feathery fingers touching her.
Janet nearly cried when she moved her fingers over her nipples, the touch sending a lance of icy heat down to her cunt. A flash of hunger for Matt's body exploded in her brain. Janet moved her fingertips in small little circles around her nipples, not sure if she should play with herself or reach for her lover.
"Damn, you're something else!" Matt whispered, moving up to the side of the bed.
Janet felt loved, wanted, desired for the first time in a long while. She felt the slight breeze from the nearby opened window rustle through her hair. She thought about pulling down her panties, then decided to leave that little task to Matt. The thought of him undressing her sent tingles through her cunt lips. Her tits reddened as Janet felt the warmth flow from her cunt to every part of her taut body.
Matt was bending over now, touching her lightly with his fingertips. Janet loved the slow, gentle way he drew his hands closer to her thighs, moving them along the curves of her hip, then across the wide, soft area at the tops of her thighs. She could feel a potent hot charge building up along that path like static electricity. Janet almost felt sparks when his hands drew away from the fringe of her cunt-crack, then moved back again.
Matt unsnapped his last fly button, opening his Levi's and letting them slip to the floor. Janet's flesh crawled with goose bumps. His prick was big, nearly as big as her late husband's had been. He was stepping out of his trousers, his cock swinging back and forth while his balls rose and snugged up against his crotch. The prickhead was so big, so red, and the juice oozing from the piss-slit told Janet he was nearly as excited as she was, perhaps a little more. The sensitive spots between her toes tingled as she thought about it. Janet licked her lips, her mouth drying with the nervousness she felt.
'It's gonna feel real good putting this in you, Janet! I haven't been fuckin' around now for over two weeks, trying to get up enough money for next semester! I'm ready for some hot pussy right now!" he whispered, slipping two fingers under her panties.
Janet stared at his cock, her hand moving slowly up to it. She thought about feeling it sliding into her, moving through her belly. Matt lost no time now, sliding into the bed next to her. She touched the skin of his fat cockshaft, curling her fingers around it and milking it greedily while the young boy's knees flopped up and down. He had his eyes closed, his head pressed into the pillow while strangled groans escaped from his throat. The taut skin slid up and down easily while more juice oozed from his piss-slit and greased the woman's fingers.
"Ohhh, you're so warm there!" Janet gasped.
Matt was touching her right nipple, not seeming to notice her initial awkwardness. Janet sighed happily, sliding her thin arms around the young man and feeling his tongue slide into her mouth. At the same time, Matt threw his hips over hers, moving his cock back and forth over her furry cunt-crack, drawing out more seepy, hot sensations from her pussy.
Janet loved the wiry, half-scratchy touch of his chest hair on her tits, the sliding sensation against her stiff, pointy nipples. The small, sticky drop of fluid on the end of his prick warmed a spot on her belly.
Janet thought her body would melt into a pool of slippery foam when his cockhead touched her clit. Her tiny clit was so sensitive it shrank back from direct contact while her thighs snapped together against the young man's body.
Matt's tongue rubbed against hers. Janet couldn't stand the tension, moving her tongue faster and faster from side to side as she sucked lightly at her lover. The warm, tight feeling around her cunt flowed up to her brain. It had been so long.
Janet spread her legs with a natural, easy motion. Her body was taking control, feelings and emotions coming back to her like a half-remembered dream. Matt's wonderful prick slid off her belly and touched the outer edge of her cunt-crack. He was making soft, jerky movements against her cunthole with his prick, teasing her, making the woman grunt and twist under him as she writhed her shoulders against the mattress.
She could feel Matt's fingers moving to her cunt. She sucked in a ragged breath as she felt her inner cunt lips slide against the ready spike of her clit. The slippery, slithery movement made the trigger seem like the blue flame at the tip of a torch. Her heart beat wildly while a lump thickened in her throat. He was teasing her, running his fingertips along the sensitive slick flesh between her inner and outer pussylips.
Janet humped her ass against the groaning mattress, her legs flopping around loosely as if she were being electrocuted. The woman nearly lost all control as she felt his prick pushing into her, spreading her open. She groaned, pushing her knees a little farther apart while Matt stroked back and forth. The sensitive skin of her cunt memorized the shape of his cockhead, her clit glowing, then shrinking back as the cock approached it. For a second, Janet wondered if she would wet herself from all the arousal.
"Ooooooooooh!"
Janet snapped back, jerking her hot ass from the mattress as Matt fucked his cock back and forth, back and forth, pushing in a little deeper with each fuck-thrust. Janet clung to him like an infant to its mother. Matt slipped one hand between their sweaty stomachs, gently running one finger along the center crack of her cunt-mound.
Janet let out another sigh, letting her hips roll up to him again. He was fucking all the way in now. The hunger inside her cunthole moved down, closing around his slow, sensuously moving cock. The nerves in her pussy felt the movement and exploded.
Looping her legs around his lower back, Janet fucked the stretched tissues of her cunt snugging up to his prick while her tits pillowed against Matt's muscular chest. Sweat broke out all over her body, making her slide over her new lover while a knot of tension spun around and around in her belly. Janet's hips rolled uncontrollably as the cock in her pussy seemed to grow.
Matt fucked into her like a machine, his balls slapping against the under swells of her shivering white ass-cheeks while his hands kneaded and pinched her tits. Her cunt clenched at him in spasms, grabbing at his cock like a huge wet fist. Matt stopped at times, shaking the sweat from his eyes and looking down at her.
He pulled halfway out, staring down at his fat cock, the veins bulging against his prick skin. Her fuck-hole was tightening, relaxing, then tightening on his shaft, milking it lightly while her pussy-hair dripped with cunt-juice. Matt groaned, closing his eyes and fucking back all the way into her cunthole.
Janet was impaled, sacrificing herself to the young stud. Matt's belly ground against the top of her cunt-mound, the fiery friction adding to the shocks jolting her. Her pussy was catching fire, blazing delight making the hole grip his cock and hold it.
"Oh yeah, baby, yeah, Janet! Come on, come on, go for it! Christ, I'm so fuckin' close I could blast into you right now!"
"Oh yes, yes, cum-close, so very, very close!" Janet groaned.
She could hear his pistoning strokes. She smelled the heavy sweat of their fucking. Janet felt herself drowning, her mind disappearing in the simmering back of her cock-stuffed pussy. The noise of her pulse increased while the mountain of lust in her belly swelled down to her crotch.
Matt was fucking in faster and faster, his fucking body making hers shake and shudder while his fingers held her shoulders down firmly to the mattress. Janet felt a wonderful, nearly forgotten vibration start up in her cunt. Then it blasted out in waves through the rest of her body. She opened her eys wide. "Ahhhhhhh!"
She was nearly faint with sensation, shattering into tiny pieces. Another monstrous wave racked her. She bucked and thrashed like a rutting mare under the ramming strokes of Matt's prick. Her open eyes saw the ceiling above while the young college hunk fucked his cock home. Her fingers dug into his ass, dragging him even deeper into her cunt while she closed her eyes and let the tapering waves of her climax carry her away.
There would be more days like this, she hoped, far more.
CHAPTER TWO
"What did you say?"
Annie's eyes widened as she hugged her notebooks against her full tits. Kids were coming and going through the glass library door. Annie was trying to figure out why her boyfriend wasn't taking her to the spring prom the next week.
"It's just that, well-I've gotta be honest with you Annie-I'm not getting anywhere with you!"
She eyed him warily, her fingers tightening around her blue notebook.
"What do you mean by getting somewhere?"
Annie felt anger rising in her as she looked around at the other girls shyly eyeing the handsome football quarterback walking with her. She knew what he meant. He had tried more than once to slip his fingers up under her panties while he wriggled his tongue into her mouth.
And when she felt him tugging at her panties, she had slapped his hand away, sliding her hot little ass over to the other side of the car and demanding that he take her home. What was wrong with that? Did he expect her to be the town tramp, like Eileen Beddingfield? That's who he wanted to take to the prom. Eileen would go to bed with anyone. Annie even heard whispered stories about her sucking cock--actually putting her mouth around a guy's cock and sucking it! The thought made her head swim.
"You know! I mean, you always push me away when I just want us to have fun!"
Annie's cheeks burned. She felt the same things he did when they were struggling against one another. When he pushed his wriggling tongue into her mouth, her tight virgin cunt flamed hot, her ass prancing against his cupping hands.
"I know your kind of fun! All you want to do is-is fuck me!" she whispered, looking nervously around her narrow shoulders to see if anyone had heard her pronounce the awful, exciting word. Just saying it made her pink nipples hard and itchy while her thighs warmed against one another.
"That's not true-I mean, not all I want to do with you! But you've gotta admit, it would be a lot better if you did go all the way!"
The shame of it, of being turned down on the eve of the spring prom when half the school knew she and Jack had a 'thing' going. And when he would walk in with Eileen on his arm-the thought made her head spin. She would be shamed, humiliated, never able to raise her head around the lunchroom again without seeing the other girls sneering and laughing at her.
"It's not right, it's just not right!" she gasped, feeling hot tears well in her eyes.
Jack shuffled his feet, reaching in his shirt pocket and pulling out a clean handkerchief. He dabbed her eyes dry, ignoring the curious stares of two of his teammates leaving the library.
"Aw, c'mon, Annie! I mean, it's no big deal! Lots of kids are doing it now! I'll be real gentle-you know what I mean!" he whispered, his eyes brightening as he saw the teen's facade crumbling.
Annie sniffed, rubbing her nose and staring at a point just behind Jack's broad shoulders. She had thought about fucking him more than once. The thought echoed in her mind, especially when he kissed her in a certain way. Now Annie felt she had to make up her mind fast or she would lose Jack.
"I-I don't know!"
She felt his fingers pressing into her upper arm, guiding her away from the door.
"There's a place right here! I mean, right here at school, down by the boy's gym!"
"Here? Now?"
Things were happening too quickly. Annie started to back away, pulling at his grip. But Jack held on, moving up to her and pulling her tightly against his body. She could feel his brass belt buckle gouging into her tummy while his chest nuzzled up against her swelling tits. She was feeling so very hot down between her shivering legs.
Annie wanted to curl her slim arm around his neck and pull his face down against hers as she had so often in Jack's small car. But there were kids all around. Some of them were staring through the glass door with growing interest. Annie felt as if she were on display. "Where is it?"
She couldn't believe the words escaped from her mouth. Annie felt herself shivering with expectation, struggling for her breath as Jack silently pulled her away from the door and began pushing the teen forward. Annie thought of pulling back once more, of rushing out the door and running home. But something kept her in the boy's sway.
She walked with him down the stairs, the pungent, humid smell of the gym finally reaching her nostrils. There was something terribly sensual about the smell, making her tremble even more as it filled her head. Annie stopped at the foot of the stairs, able to make out the shouts and stamping of a basketball game going on.
"It's so-public here," she said, looking around.
"Not here," Jack said with a laugh, nodding in the direction of a small dark hallway leading out to the right.
Annie followed the athlete, feeling more and more uncertain about fucking him. And when Jack opened a dark-green metal door and motioned for her to come in, Annie hesitated again. She wasn't sure what she was getting into. The girl trembled, not sure what to do.
"Annie...."
She smiled, licking her lips, trying to appear more confident than she was. It was so dark in there. Jack had turned on a small shaded light sticking out from the rear wall. She saw a large cot pushed to one side, two chairs, and what looked like a wicker coffee table littered with sports magazines. It was awfully stuffy and hot. Annie wanted to get out, but decided to stick this thing through.
"We use it to rest sometimes during practice. Don't worry, though. Nobody's gonna come in here now," Jack said.
"Okay," Annie said, putting down her books and feeling a little sheepish.
Neither of them moved for a moment, feeling awkward and out of place. Then Jack let out a long breathy sigh and came over to her. Annie tensed when she felt his arms around her. And when he was starting to slide his hand up through her blouse, the girl backed away.
"Hey, it's okay! I'm not gonna kill you!" Jack whispered, flicking the tip of his tongue against her right ear.
"I know that!" Annie gasped, laughing weakly. "It's just that I'm not that sure of myself-here, I mean!"
Jack groaned, opening her blouse completely, parting the thin white cotton. Annie felt her pink nipples burning to be touched. She felt Jack kissing her hard little breastbone, and then pushing his hips up against that hot, itchy spot between her legs.
Annie closed her eyes and suddenly went limp as she felt his lips cup over one stiff nipple. She leaned back against the strong arm supporting her while Jack's tongue brushed against the spit-slicked nipple.
"Uhhh-oh my God! You feel so good doing that to me!" Annie gasped. "It's so nice having your tongue doing that to my...."
She couldn't bring herself to say the word. She bit her lower Up, hoping Jack wouldn't notice. He didn't. He was concentrating on eating her tits, biting the tips gently with his straight white front teeth until Annie thought she was going to lose control.
His hands were clutching at the hem of her skirt, pulling it up until she could feel a draft blowing against her ass. Weakly, Annie pushed her hands back, shoving Jack's fingers away from her ass. This was too much! She had to have some time to breathe, some time to figure out what was going on.
"I'm scared!" she whispered as Jack began unzipping her skirt.
"Don't worry! I promise I won't hurt you!"
"It's not just that! It's just-oh, I don't know!" Annie cried in confusion.
She felt her skirt come off in his hands, then puddle around her ankles. He smoothed her blouse back over her narrow shoulders, and it dropped as well. But Annie caught his wrist when he touched the elastic waistband of her panties.
"Leave them on! Please!"
"But-"
Annie unzipped his fly to quiet his protest. She felt him shiver, then heard him moan when she pushed his pants down over his hips. Her fingers trembled. She hesitated an inch from his jockey shorts. Her hand was only an inch away. She could feel the tremendous heat generated by his crotch. She had seen all those dumb pictures in sex education of men with hard cocks. She and her girlfriends had giggled over them. But this was no laughing matter. Annie was standing there with a man who wanted to fuck his cock into her cunt.
Jack moaned again, taking her hand and pushing it hard against his cock. She could feel it, feel it jerk and move at the pressure.
"No!"
It was too much. Annie couldn't keep her hand there, and certainly couldn't bring herself to undress him. To actually yank down his underwear would be demanding too much of her. Jack did it for her. She heard the rubbing sound of the cotton over his thighs.
Annie shivered, not being able to bring herself to look down. And then something very hot touched the nylon crotch panel of her panties. Jack hugged her lithe body close, and Annie could feel the hot hard thing better. It was his prick, his cock rubbing up and down against her panties.
"God, you've got the finest body in school!" Jack whispered, his hands rubbing down over her lower back, soothing her tensed muscles.
"That's a lie!"
Jack couldn't see that she was smiling at him in the dark.
"No, really! I like girls real thin like you! I bet you don't weigh a hundred!"
"Ninety-eight pounds!"
He was pushing his fingers around her ass-cheeks, cupping them, kneading his fingers into them while rubbing his cock back and forth against her nylon-sheathed pussy.
Jack's hands were crawling deliciously all over her body, making her flesh crawl with delight while his cock rubbed wild life into her pussy. She loved the way he was touching her ass while his prick gouged into the softness of her lower belly.
Annie felt some of her fear melting away. His cock was so big and stiff. Annie remembered telling some of her friends how she had wanted to be fucked. But she was so dumb about sex and what a man did with a woman. Now she felt all the forces in her body moving around, and that movement made her breathless.
Jack moved one of his hands slowly around her hips, smoothing his fingers down her flat tummy until he curled them under her cunt mound. Annie let out a low gasp, jerking up on tiptoe as he rubbed the soppy nylon up between her cunt lips. She bucked her hips back so he would rub against her clit.
"Uhhhhhhh!" she gasped. "Oh God, it feels good, so really good!"
He pushed her back in the half-dark room until she felt her calves bumping the edge of the cot. She sat down, feeling Jack climb all over her in a second. He was pushing her shoulders down while licking his tongue over and over her nipples.
"Oh yeah, Annie!"
His hipbones rubbed over hers as he plowed his cockshaft up and down against her belly. Annie almost wished she hadn't started the whole thing. But when Jack's teeth nipped at her nipple, she forgot everything but wanting him to bite more.
With her fingernails digging at the nape of his neck, Annie guided and urged him on. He was working first on one tit, then the other, wedging his hand down between her thighs and feeling her cunt through her panties.
"Can-I look at you?"
"Huh? Oh yeah, sure!"
Trying to steady the shaking in her hands, she petted his muscled belly where the hair curled into his navel. She touched the stiff curls near the base of his prickshaft. Finally, clenching her teeth, Annie curled her fingers around his cock.
Jack moaned, letting his head flop back on the pillow. The dim play of light across his chest-hair excited her. He was so male, so hairy, so strong. His cock was as hard as steel, but the skin moved easily over that hardness. And up toward the end, the feel was different. The prickhead flared out and was spongy when she pushed a fingernail into it.
Jack grunted and squirmed his hips. Even in the dark light, she could see that his cock was darker at the tip than back on the shaft. She guessed his cock was maybe eight inches.
"Oh, Annie!"
He was aggressive again, kissing her back, her shoulders, pulling her back down on the bed. Annie let herself fall back, feeling him slip one thigh over hers. He was kissing her smallish nipples again, sliding his fingers under the elastic of her panties. Annie's mind whirled.
"No!"
His fingers clutched at the underside of her cunt mound, dividing the naked pussy slit and pushing in deep. Annie sucked in a ragged breath, digging her chin into Jack's shoulder. She knew he wanted to fuck her. The word scared her now that she was on her back and a man was trying to penetrate her. Penetrate!
It had such a dangerous sound, that word.
"No! I told you to leave my panties alone!"
To her surprise, Jack quit trying to undress her further, burrowing his mouth into the soft hollows of her neck. He was smoothing his hands down the sides of her body, feeling how her waist dipped in so tiny, tracing the swell of her boyish hips. His cock had slipped lower, almost under her cunt mound now.
Annie could feel how he pumped his prick against her nylon-covered cunt, could tell where the ridged crown of his cockhead was. It was pushing the sheer material up between her cunt-lips. The new sensation was good. Annie closed her eyes, sucked in her bottom lip and rolled her ass to increase the friction of her soppy cunt lips against Jack's prick.
Some of Annie's fears softened once more. She felt she had some control over the situation. She was enjoying herself, loving the slick, swimmy feeling down there.
"Oh, Jack! Oh yes!"
Annie was trying to slip one hand down to her cunt. She touched his cockshaft and balls, finally finding the steamy drenched place where her cunt lips had been mashed to the side.
"Oh God, nooooo!"
Her parity crotch had been twisted aside too, stretched into the hollow between her thigh and one plump cunt lip. Jack's cockhead was actually touching her pussy. His slick cocktip was gliding up and down the soft slit of her cunt.
Annie shuddered with fear and excitement. He was close, so close to fucking her, to tearing away her cherry. Frantically, the teen tried to pull the narrow band of nylon back over her exposed cunt. But the soaked material slipped from her fingers. Jack's prick gouged steadily at her and he clutched her thin body against him, trapping her wrist between their sweaty stomachs.
"Jack, you've got to stop now! Listen to me!"
"Fuck it out, Annie! Ohhh, fuck!"
His mouth was wet against hers as he stuck his tongue down her throat. She whimpered into his mouth, her nostrils flaring in fear and confusion as he fucked his hips down against hers. He was trying to slide down into her, to fuck her. She beat her fists against the small of his back while she drove her heels against his calves. He was stretching her thin cherry membrane. It hurt!
"Damn you! Stop it!"
But Annie had to admit the sleek friction against her crushed cunt lips was doing something to her now. The fever of insatiable, itching pleasure made the situation explode for her. The building tension and mounting thrills seemed to invade every inch of her twisting body.
Jack bucked his hips forward with a low moan. She felt the swollen lobes of his cock-head bump against her clit. Something hot flooded out of his tiny pisshole and covered the stiff clit. Annie began to cum.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!"
She cried out again and again, bucking her ass wildly. Jack's slimy jizz filled her throbbing cuntslit as his stiff cockshaft slopped back and forth. Pleasure poured through her body, a hungry, demanding pleasure more frightening than anything in her experience.
Annie felt her cunt lips being smeared with hot spunk, felt the sharp jets of it each time Jack's balls unloaded. He was going crazy on top of her, letting his full weight crush her into the cot. Frantic to get inside, he made one last jab at her cherry. But his spurting cum frothed out again and he slipped sideways, spattering gobs of the white stuff down the insides of her thighs.
Gasping loudly, Annie wiggled her pert little ass to feel the prick rubbing her clit again. Jack clutched her plump ass-cheeks and pumped against her like a maniac.
"Ohhhhh!" Annie groaned. "That's the best thing I ever felt in my life!"
"Me too!" Jack moaned, trying to kiss her mouth one more time.
Annie pulled away, regaining her breath. Oh God, what she'd done! At least I have my cherry still, she thought to herself with relief.
"Wanna fuck you!" Jack whispered, flicking his tongue in her ear.
"Oh God!" Annie moaned.
CHAPTER THREE
"I don't know, Mom. I don't notice anything wrong with Annie."
"You don't see her ail the time, Greig! I do! There's just something strange about her now, something secretive. I wonder if she's seeing someone behind my back," Janet said.
Janet was flustered. How could she look at her tall son without thinking about Matt and the way he had slipped his cock into her? Even now, sitting opposite her son, she couldn't help but see Matt, the way he had looked at her, the way he had taken her to bed and fucked his prickmeat into her.
It had happened so suddenly, and yet it felt like an eternity had passed. Even now she could feel his body pressing against hers. And there was Greig sitting next to her, his books still on the coffee table in front of the sofa.
"Come on, Mom! Everybody's seeing someone! That's just the way things are!"
"Oh, I know that!" Janet gasped impatiently, folding her fingers over one another and feeling that itchy heat start to prickle around her clit. "It's just that Annie and I have been so open with one another! Now I think she's sneaking around, talking with that awful Kathy Hummel!"
"Oh, Kathy's just a little wild, that's all," Greig said with a dismissing shrug. He folded his hands behind his head and stretched his lanky legs out under the coffee table, barely suppressing a yawn. It had been a long day at school, and he was anxious to catch a nap before resuming his studies. "Annie will be fine. She's not going to be a terrorist or something like that."
"Easy enough for you to say," Janet said, feeling a little silly at having acted so hysterical. She should have known better.
Drawing her legs together and feeling her pussy still glowing wetly between her thighs, Janet wondered about calling Matt sometime this week. There were still some things for him to do out back. And there were things for him to do with her. That thought made the woman feel thrills of pleasure rush up and down her thighs.
Janet had thought about Matt many times at night. She had tried blocking him from her mind, but found that impossible. She could feel him crawling all over her body, touching her, sucking her nipples while he slipped his cock-meat into her cunt.
"Mom?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, Greig. I must have been daydreaming. You're right," she said with a sigh, getting up from the sofa. "My nerves are a mess! Perhaps later we can talk."
"Well, there's something else. What's that guy doing over here all the time? I saw him the other day," Greig said, his eyes narrowing.
"Guy? Oh, you must mean the boy from the university."
Janet congratulated herself on keeping her voice even. "Whatever!"
"You're at school all the time, and Annie's not strong enough to clean up that heavy stuff. He's just temporary help, and very, very reasonable."
"He's all right, then? I mean, with all these weirdos running around, you don't want one of them in your house," Greig said, his forehead wrinkled with concern.
Janet laughed lightly, passing one hand over her forehead. No, she didn't think she would have to worry about Matt. She shook her head, waving a dismissing hand in front of her face. It was all she could do to keep from telling her son just what the boy from the university was doing. Janet was about to go to her room when she found herself facing Greig, who had just risen from the chair.
"He hasn't tried something with you, has he?"
Janet blinked her eyes clear, looking at her son's darkening face. She trembled, shaking her head from side to side while feeling his fingers pressing hard into her upper arms.
"No, of course not! Greig, you're hurting me!"
"You're sure?" he asked, his nostrils flaring. "Because, if he has, you tell me!"
"Greig! This is silly! I can handle myself!" Janet exclaimed, pulling from her son's possessive grip and walking up to the stairs.
She climbed the stairs, her mind whirling around as she remembered similar conversations, similar warnings. It was as if he were taking over his father's place in the house. Janet didn't want to look back. She was tired and needed a nap before going on with the day.
Entering her bedroom, Janet took off her shoes and skirt and lay back on the bed. She closed her eyes, not wanting to think of sex. But there it was, peeking back at her no matter how she tried to block it out. The memory of Matt was too vivid and hot to ignore. It had been the first time in a long time that she had actually reached a climax. Somehow, it seemed her sexual hunger had been suppressed since her husband had been killed. Now it was back. She leaned on one elbow, looking at her naked legs. Her belly was warm with lust, matching the glowing heat radiating through her cunt mound.
Janet smiled, cupping one hand under her large and still-firm tits. The touch gave her a chill. Her first inclination was to stop touching, to do something else entirely different. After all, no one was here to satisfy her.
Janet laughed as she thumbed her right nipple until it grew hot and stiff, pushing from the soft surrounding areola. The effect was electric. She sensed the tension in her body building, felt the connections between all her nerve endings. The tickle of her nipple had started slick juices flowing between her cunt lips. Tensing her ass-cheeks, she began rocking her hips, feeling the buttery heat spreading, leaking out to dot the blonde cunt curls with juice. Even after the night before, Janet was burning for more.
She was a greedy thing, wanting as much sensation as she could find. Her breathing was becoming shallow. She licked her dry lips, tossing her head against the pillow. The hand that rested on her belly was trembling. She knew what she wanted to do. Her fingers were crawling through her cunt hair like a spider, tickling through the blonde thicket until she felt the tips thumping against her clit. Janet moaned, her knees jerking up from the bed as she rolled her ass over the mattress. She was dizzy, drunk with passion.
Pulling herself up a little more, she looked at her image in the mirror across the room. Her mouth looked a little swollen, a little depraved. It was because she had been about to masturbate. She was going to finger-fuck herself, a poor substitute for a man, Janet thought. Then she heard the faint knocking on the door. She cried out, but the door opened too quickly. Greig was standing there, his eyes wide as he saw his mother naked and sprawled on the bed, her fingers dangerously close to her pussy. "Mom!"
"How dare you come in here without knocking?" Janet gasped, shamed beyond belief. She was grabbing at the coverlet, desperately trying to draw the material over her naked body.
"I did knock! It was obvious you had other plans! Thinking about that boy from the university?" he asked, leaning heavily against the doorframe.
"Please, Greig, this isn't the time to talk. How would you know what goes through a woman's mind? How would you know what goes through mine?"
Greig shrugged, looking a little sheepish for a moment. Then he recovered, straightening and marching straight into the room. He closed the door behind him, the sound making Janet nearly jump from her skin. He walked toward the bed, stopped, then walked again, starting to unbutton his shirt. For a second, Janet couldn't understand what on earth was happening. She knew something had changed, something had shifted gears. It was only when he pulled his T-shirt off and began fumbling with his jeans that Janet understood fully what was going on.
"No! You don't know what you're doing!" she cried, drawing the coverlet up to her chin.
She felt as if she were a young virgin about to be raped. Her son-her own son was taking off his clothes, staring at her as if he were her lover.
"You've been passing it out to the guys on the street! I don't know why you should hold back on your own son!" Greig exclaimed.
"That's not true! Oh, that's a terrible thing to say to your own mother!" Janet cried, feeling wounded and offended by his accusation.
"Oh yeah? I find you finger-fucking yourself just after we talk about that guy from the university. Looks pretty fishy, right?"
He was pulling off his boots, taking off his socks, then finally shoving down his jockey shorts. Janet didn't sit there and watch him strip naked. Throwing off the coverlet, she rolled to one side of the bed, about to swing her naked legs off the mattress and rush for the door. But Greig was fast, catching her by the wrist and pulling her back into bed. Janet struggled back on the bed, her heels digging into the mattress while her son held her down. She tried squirming away from him. But Greig was simply too strong, too determined to teach his mother a lesson.
"This can't be happening-I won't let it happen!" she whispered, her arms straight and stiff against his chest.
"You don't have a chance, Mom! You just don't have a chance!"
"Oh God, Son, don't!"
He was holding her spread-eagled on the bed, his knees between her splayed thighs, his cock starting to stiffen slowly, steadily up from his hairy groin. Janet peered over her big tits, shaking the loose hair from her eyes and watching his cock slowly pull up until it was fully extended. She threw her head back, feeling as if she were truly going to be raped in her own bedroom. Her mind reeled drunkenly as she thought about the consequences of Greig fucking her.
"Uh!"
Her thoughts changed quickly when she felt his tongue touching her belly. Greig was licking her, drawing his tongue around on her navel, then moving his hands down to her tits and squeezing them. Janet could feel the velvety wetness of her cunt now. It grew warmer and warmer as her son's nose slipped under her hot cunt mound, his tongue wetting her. He was groaning, rocking his strong body back and forth as he knelt between her white, shivering legs. Janet felt petrified. The first touch of her son's tongue had made her tummy buck with fear. When he began licking steadily at her pussy, Janet found herself opening her cunt up to him, slowly raising her feet from the bed.
"Ohhhh, nooo! Oh my God!"
This couldn't be happening! This was the thing smutty jokes were made of! But there it was. She was on the bed, one cheek pressed against the pillow, her knees spreading apart for her son. Greig was going wild, his tongue sloppy over the tender inner flesh of her thighs. He was holding her widely spread, his fingers pressing into her flesh while his tongue speared in and out of her cunthole. Each lick was bringing out more and more juice that wet her rolling, bucking ass-cheeks.
At times, Janet could feel his hands crawling over her hips, moving down to her ass where they cupped her ass-cheeks and rubbed them against one another. How she loved that feeling! It was kind of wicked and naughty having her son touching her back there, his fingers roaming down to her asscrack and dangerously close to her shitter! She let out a hollow laugh, her legs scissor-kicking in the air as she felt a new kind of forbidden abandon racing through her body. "Ooooooooooh!"
Greig growled like a wild animal between her thighs, nuzzling his mouth between her swollen cunt lips. In a flash of thrilling realization, Janet knew her son was tasting and smelling her, wanting to get closer to her while her mind exploded again and again with the scene. She could feel his long pink tongue petting her tiny inner cunt lips, rubbing over her clit. Janet shuddered with a burning fever. It was so completely uninhibited. He was milking his prick with one hand, jacking off while fucking his mother with his tongue. Janet let out a cry, her fingers cupping her tits as she blocked any guilt she might have felt earlier.
"Ohhh, no, no, no, noooo!"
Greig was wild, far more wild than Matt had been. It was like going to bed with a maniac! He licked her ass now, his tongue roving all over, dipping into her asscrack, her shitter, then back into her cunt once more. Janet could feel her son's hot breath tickling through her cunt curls once again as he slopped over her pussy again and again.
"Greig! Greig, oh God, it's so good, so good having you lick me there!"
Janet was humping her cunt against his mouth, feeding her son her pussy as she felt his tongue wriggling in and touching all the hot, slick sensitive spots throbbing deep in her. She wanted something inside her now, something hard and hot sawing through her pussy, rummaging through her cunt. At that point, the woman felt her son's fingers probing through the squishy, steamy mess between her kicking legs while his tongue touched her cut again. Sparks flew into her cunt, making the itchy muscles cinch tight against thin air. Again her pussy sucked in raw air while Janet rolled her ass up, begging silently for more sensation.
"Yes, oh God in heaven, Jesus, yesssss!"
Janet jerked her ass up, giving her son more of her cunt to eat. He could see the growing excitement of his aroused mother and he licked down deep, his nose flattening against her hairy crotch.
"Uhhhh-huhhhhhhhhh!"
Janet was going mad, feeling his tongue licking back. Hot spit leaked into the split of her ass-cheeks, back to the tiny, tight brown knot of her ass-hole. She felt so wet and warm down there. Greig pulled his head out, drawing the back of one hand over his lips.
"Fuck you, Mom, gonna fuck you!"
Hot chilly heat raced through her pussy, making her cunt walls collapse against one another. She felt his fingers pushing her down against the bed, felt his belly rubbing against hers while his knees pushed hers apart. Sparks were already flying from her ruby-red clit, the tiny bud shrinking back from the direct touch of her son's cock as he started fucking her.
Janet was already close to climax when Greig pushed in his fat, meaty cockhead, fucking down into his mother's cunt. Janet arched her spine, pressing her head back into the crushed pillow behind her, feeling her chest tighten until she could hardly draw a breath. His fingers tightened around her wrists, holding them back against either side of her head while he fucked inch after thick, throbbing inch into her pussy.
Immediately, Janet felt her cunt walls snug up against the prick, milking it, caressing that fucking cock while the big muscles in her ass cramped. The woman kicked her feet high, fanning her toes until they cramped too. She was close, so very close!
"Fuck me, Son! Oh God yes, fuck me, fuck me good!"
"Yeah, Mom. It's in you, goin' in real slow, real slow like you like it, right?"
"Oh yes!" Janet cried, her head rolling from side to side, strands of blonde hair clinging to her cheeks and mouth. "Please, slow, slow!"
Janet felt her insides stretching out itchily as her son's cock fucked into her. She could sense the added heat, the added pressure deep inside her belly. It was wonderful. It made her gasp with delight, tossing her head around while Greig fucked more cock into his mother's cunt.
In another moment, Janet could feel the gentle bump of his balls against her upturned ass-cheeks. He was all the way in her! She could feel his cockhead nudging her womb as he rocked his hips from side to side, stirring his cock around in her. Janet babbled something, her face pinched and red while her eyes rolled up into her head. She was close to cumming.
Greig saw his mother's condition and began fucking hard, his hips churning and pumping, drawing out his prick, then sliding it back in wetly.
"Oh no, no, nooooooo!"
Janet came unglued, the sides of her legs holding her son tightly while her cunt jerked up and down his fucking cock. Her cunt walls spasmed. Pitching on the bed, Janet bucked her ass against her son's prick. She raked her fingers over his broad shoulders, scissoring her legs tightly around his lower back.
Tossing her head, feeling her hair splashing in soft bunches over the pillow, Janet came hard. She bucked her body so wildly she thought she would knock the two of them onto the floor. Her orgasm was achingly hard and violent, and Greig held onto her tightly, swearing and cursing. She could feel his cock jerking around in her pussy. And then in a flash she could feel his jizz spattering in.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!"
Janet jerked like a speared fish, closing her eyes and seeing yellow flashes exploding before her eyes. It was good being fucked by her son, feeling his cock fucking her, then finally dumping its load of spunk into her cunt. When it was finally over, Janet let go of Greig, sinking back onto the bed, one hand draped over her eyes.
"Oh wow, Mom, that was something good, something special! You don't know how special! And you don't need some guy off the street to fuck you, right?"
"Oh, it was special, yes, very special!" Janet gasped.
CHAPTER FOUR
"And you really let him fuck you?"
Annie winced at the word. It sounded so crude, even if it was what happened.
"Well, not exactly. I mean, we sort of did it. But I've still got my cherry," she said in a rush, feeling a little proud of that accomplishment.
Kathy Hummel raised her eyebrows. "How did you do that, suck him off?"
"Suck? Oh, how could you say something like that?"
The thought of putting a man's cock in her mouth sickened and excited Annie at the same time. She was almost sorry she'd told Kathy anything at all. But now as they giggled in the lunchroom between periods, Annie looked around for Jack. It had been at least two days since he'd said anything to her. And now she wanted to hear from his own lips once more that he was taking her to the dance.
"Look! He's talking with Eileen!"
"Who?" Annie asked, craning her neck and peering over the heads of the other kids.
"Jack! It seems your little session didn't iron things out all the way," Kathy said meanly, smoothing one fingertip over her eyebrow.
Annie flushed red. Her mother's words about men and the only thing they wanted came back into her head now as she watched Jack talking and grinning at Eileen. That smile fell once he caught her hard stare. Eileen looked too, giving her a knowing wink before turning her head. It was like being snubbed by a whore! Annie could have died, feeling all sensation wilt in her.
"Hey, come on! It's not the end of the world! Why don't we sneak out of here and go to my house? Nobody's there right now. We can sit around in my bedroom and talk," Kathy said, pressing her hand against Annie's right shoulder.
"Not right now, Kathy, I'm too."
"Well, here comes Jack right over to our table," Kathy said icily, snatching up her books and getting up. "You two can have it out here.
I don't want to be around to pick up the pieces."
"Kathy! No, don't leave me!" Annie wailed, looking up and seeing Jack threading his way quickly through the tangled aisles toward her.
Annie wanted to run. But something kept her there. She had to know if he was still hanging around that awful Eileen. She had to know if she'd made herself a terrible fool.
"Hi. I bet you wanna know what I was doing over there, right?" Jack asked, jamming his hands in his front pockets.
"No, that's all right! You've got your life," Annie said airily, trying to remain calm while her blood boiled with hate.
"C'mon, Annie. You know I wouldn't try anything with another girl, not after what we'd done. I was just being friendly, kind of letting Eileen off the hook, you know," he said, pressing both hands on the back of her chair and lowering his head.
Annie shivered. She felt the warmth of his body radiating down onto her, and once again she thought of the cot in the gym. For one mad moment, she wanted to ask Jack to take her down there. But that would be like acting like Eileen. What would he think of her then? Her cunt winked shut while her pink nipples stood out and poked teasingly against the cotton blouse she wore. Glancing up from her half-finished carton of chocolate milk, Annie saw that Eileen had already left. She felt better already.
"I know, I guess," she said as Jack sat down next to her and took her hand.
"Just that-well, I'd like to do it again with you. This time, I'd be better. I'd be careful," he said, his lips curling into a smile.
For someone as young as he was Jack was acting awfully sophisticated, she thought, feeling more shivery thrills racing up and down her spine. She was about to suggest the cot once again when Jack beat her to it.
"You know, it's lunchtime and nobody's down in that section of the gym. I mean," he said, seeing Annie stiffen, "you don't have to. But I thought we had something special down there. I'd sure like to try it again."
Annie was sure he would. Most men would jump at the chance of fucking someone like her. But Annie put those thoughts behind her. She wasn't going to spoil the mood. Eileen was out. She was in. That's all that mattered. Looking around, Annie nodded her head, gathering up her books while Jack stood next to her.
It was like a dream. She could hardly feel the tiled floor under her feet as the two of them moved quickly through the crowded halls toward the gym. Annie thought she saw Kathy staring at them, but wasn't sure. She wasn't sure she'd be able to recognize her own mother as she climbed down the empty stairwell, Jack panting heavily behind her. She giggled, trying to break up the tension in her gut.
They reached the bottom of the stairwell. Holding her breath, Annie could hardly swallow. Her heart beat crazily in her chest. Her cunt was seething with sexual arousal while her nipples were itching maddeningly against her blouse. Standing there, watching Jack fish out the keys for the room, Annie caught sight of the big bulge tenting out the front of his jeans. She shivered, nearly dropping her books to the floor.
"The coach gives some of us the keys for the room. Nice of him, huh?"
"Yeah, real nice. What are you doing?"
Jack had lost no time, closing and locking the door, then grabbing her lightly between his hands and drawing her up against his chest. He was kissing her throat already, his fingers pulling her, kneading into her flesh while his knees were spreading hers apart.
"You came down here for a reason-not to read, right?"
"Yes, but-I thought we could talk or something first! I mean, I'm not like Eileen! I'll bet she'd be on her knees or something right now!" Annie gasped, hating herself for having blurted out something so jealous-sounding.
"Eileen sure wouldn't be poking around like this, acting dumb," Jack said, running his fingers through his thick hair.
"Jack, I'm sorry," Annie said soothingly, moving up to him and rubbing his neck with her fingers. She wouldn't cause any more trouble. She would let nothing stand between her and her man.
"Look, Annie, I dig you. I don't want to talk about a bunch of other stuff," he said, holding out his hand.
Annie raised her eyebrows, pouted, then finally went over and sat down on the cot. He knew what that meant. Jack sat down quickly, pushing one hand under her skirt. "Ohhhh!"
Annie gasped, surprised. He was rubbing one puffy cunt lip, and even as she squirmed away she could feel the slick cunt juice oozing out, wetting down her panties. Jack felt it too and the corners of his lips curled up into a sly smile.
"You're hurrying things, aren't you?"
"I told you I'd be careful and slow! You're just nervous!"
She shivered, feeling his light kisses doing more than she wanted them to. She struggled a little, feeling her will power draining away. Jack's finger had pressed deeper into her flooding cunt-crack. He was working it back and forth like a tiny screwdriver.
"Ohhhh, God, it's soooo good when you touch me like that, Jack!"
"Let's do it right now!"
"Oh, wow, I mean-I mean...."
Annie tried to quiet her breath. Jack tickled her inner cunt lips and bent to nibble at her ear again. She turned her opened mouth to him. When his tongue went down deep, she knew she was a goner.
Groaning into his mouth, Annie felt herself giving in completely. Her skirt was pushed way up around her waist, and Jack was tugging at her panties. Un-like the last time, Annie actually helped by jerking her pert ass off the cot and letting him pull the soaked nylon material down over her knees to her ankles.
Jack was breathing very heavily, his fingers gently stroking the tangled blonde hair curling around her cunt-crack. When one finger started going in, Annie squirmed her ass over the cot, her legs kicking out and going back and forth. He pressed gently farther along her cunt slit, moving the tip of one finger in against the soft bunched flesh of her cherry. Annie's eyes widened, her mouth dropping open.
"I thought-I mean, aren't you-"
"I think I should tear it a little first with my finger!" Jack whispered, pushing harder.
Annie jerked, feeling a tiny needle of pain.
"Who told you that?" she asked, clutching his back, arching herself back from his hurting hand.
"Just read about it!"
"Uh!"
The pain was sharper. Annie dug her fingernails into his wrists, her ass tensing, her calves growing rock-hard while the awful pain increased. She shuddered, clenching her eyes shut against the pain.
"Don't wiggle around so much, Annie! It's gonna make it harder!"
The air in the room seemed to thicken, threatening to suffocate her. She thought about all the consequences and felt her world crumbling around her shoulders. No. No. She didn't want to fuck. She didn't want to be like Eileen Beddingfield! Again Annie tried squirming her naked ass away from his hand. But Jack was insistent, beads of perspiration dotting his forehead.
"Jack!" she panted, her voice low and throaty. "Almost."
"It hurts!"
Annie panted hotly against his cheek, wishing it would be over, wishing he would do it with his cock.
"Oooooohh-owwwwww!"
Annie's body jerked as if someone had touched her with a hot poker. She felt a sensation of jagged hot pain, the unfamiliar feeling of being penetrated by something. Gingerly, Jack drew his finger out. There was pink froth all over his knuckles. She watched it and shuddered, feeling as if he had just knifed her in the belly with a dagger.
"I'm bleeding, I can feel it."
Jack rested his body on hers. She felt his hands caressing her hair while he kissed her lightly.
"It's all over now. There's nothing to worry about," he said thickly.
Annie sniffed, staring at him as he rose from the cot and started taking off his clothes. His cock was hard and as long and thick and hard as she remembered it. Only this time, she wouldn't be fighting to keep it from slipping past her panties. And as she watched him sliding off his shirt and jeans, the girl knew her moment of truth was coming up. She felt dizzy and half-crazy with what was happening.
Annie wanted to say something, felt she had to say something. But her mouth was as dry as cotton. She licked her lips and Jack kissed her, rolling onto her body, pushing her skirt up, opening her blouse until it lay halved on her shoulders. When he started licking her lips like a puppy, Annie thought she would come unglued.
"Oh, Jack, what are you doing to me?"
"Just what you want, right Annie? Oh wow, you're something else!"
Jack was resting his body on hers. She could feel his cock pushing down into her juicy cunt-crack, the prickhead sinking into the dark-pink moist flesh, drawing out more and more juice that oozed from her slit. Annie jerked her ass from side to side, having trouble keeping herself still. She was so excited, so wound up. Her mind was reeling around, her thighs tingling hotly as she wriggled her slim ass. Annie wanted him to fuck her, and fuck her hard. She could feel his prickhead gouging slickly down her cuntslit while the cockhead pressed against what was left of her cherry.
"Ooooooh!"
She felt her body caught on his cock now as it stabbed past her cherry. She was completely blown away by the way her slick cunt walls were being stretched apart by that stabbing cock.
"Jack-oh, God, it's like nothing in the whole world-ohhhhh!"
Her voice echoed through the room, the sound of it making her more and more excited. She felt tender and soft and weak, as if she were some wild little animal.
Slowly, gradually, Annie was starting to learn how her body moved. When she arched back and moved her cunt mound down, Jack's cock gouged hard against the walls of her pussy. It was more than she could have hoped for. She could hear him grunting with pleasure, feeling his fingers holding tightly onto her while he sealed his mouth to hers and thrust his tongue down her throat!
His hands were down around her plump ass-cheeks. Annie liked that feeling, humping her ass against his fingers while he shoved down and fucked into her all the way. All the way! The thought that his big thick prick was all the way in her body made her shiver hotly. Annie could feel her cunt muscles tightening around his cock, strangling him when he tried to pull out for another fuck-thrust.
"How-how did you learn to do that?" he asked, staring down at her.
"Don't know! Oh, it's all so new to me, Jack! I don't know what's happening, really I don't!"
He pulled back, his cockhead tugging at her clutching, convulsing cunt walls. Annie threw her head back, feeling the sucking sensation making her tingly nerve endings explode hotly.
Her ass-hole winked shut while her nipples throbbed in time with her beating clit.
Jack stopped, his smooth ass trembling in mid-air, then fucked back down again into her cunt. Annie felt the cot sliding over the floor as the two of them thrashed and writhed against one another. She had flattened her feet against the cot, finding that she could fuck back better against her new lover that way. When she finally felt his body pressed as hard as it would go against her pussy mound, the girl squirmed herself up even tighter. She wanted to see how much she could take, wanted to find the end of her young pussy. But there was no sensation of being hurt or stretched. She held her breath and thrashed her ass around. Still nothing.
"Oh God, Annie, what the hell-uhhh-are you doing?"
"Oh, Jack! I can't stand it! The feeling's driving me crazy! I think I'm gonna die! Oh God, I am gonna die!" she cried out, clawing him across the back.
The young athlete reared back at the touch of her biting nails, shoving down hard. Annie groaned, her plump ass shivering with each thrust. Her clit was burning with the tickle of his cockhair raking over it. She dug her heels against him and fucked for all she was worth. She knew she was going to cum. And he would be shooting inside her, dumping his load of jizz for the very first time in her pussy.
"Damn it, Annie! You're milking me! I'm gonna cum if you don't stop!"
"Can't help it! Can't!"
The blonde teen sounded desperate, her sweat-slicked body slipping back and forth over the cot and against Jack. She couldn't stop herself from moving up and down as her cunt-lips peeled back for the young man. He was so insistent, so determined in the way he worked his ass down and slammed his prick into her cunt.
Annie couldn't hold herself back the slightest, prancing her ass back and forth, back and forth, flailing the air with her feet and hands. She was hysterical, her body completely split by the fat, heavy prick. Her cunt tightened around Jack's cock, holding it hard as the young man pulled back. Annie gripped tightly onto him, her body lifting from the cot with his while she squirmed up hard.
Then it was happening. A sharp, urgent sensation was throbbing through her, cutting across her clit like the teeth of a rusty saw.
"Oooooooh, ahhhhhhhhh!"
Annie fell to pieces, her arms and legs thrashing out of control while Jack pinned her to the cot with his cock and squirted his hot white cum into her winking cunt.
Annie was in and out of a faint, it seemed, her mind exploding while Jack held her down. When she finally stirred, the girl looked up at him, feeling her thin lips curling into a broad smile.
"That was good, real good, Annie! Christ, and you think I'd throw away someone like you?"
"Oh Jack, never, never! You were so good! Never let me go!" Annie moaned, holding tightly onto him.
CHAPTER FIVE
Janet was glad her son wasn't home. Fro the way she'd heard him talk last, he would hav confronted Matt in some disgraceful, horrible way. There was no reason for him to be jealous After she had fucked him, she swore to herself that she wouldn't touch another man.
Janet didn't want to risk alienating her son, let alone letting her daughter discover what was happening in the house. But as she stood by the kitchen sink watching the bare-chested young man bending over in the backyard gathering up leaves, Janet was sorry she'd made that vow.
She was standing there, feeling her cunt warm up while her outer pussylips folded sexily over one another. Matt was working hard, his chest and back were wet with perspiration. Never once had he made any allusions to their having gone to bed. That was what was so enticing about him. Not coming on to her made Janet all the more excited.
Thoughts of her son vanished. He was out bowling with some of his buddies. He wouldn't be around for three hours, maybe four. Annie was still at school. There was time, plenty of time. Matt had just finished dumping the last load of trash in the dumpster behind the garage. Janet curled her fingers, her nails biting into her sweaty-damp palms.
Matt had grabbed his flannel shirt off the lower branch of the willow and was walking back toward the house, his head lowered. Janet let out a long, shuddery breath, her nipples frictioning maddeningly against her blouse.
"Okay, that's it, Janet," Matt said, emphasizing her first name. Janet liked that. At least he hadn't forgotten her.
"I'll get your money," she said breathlessly, walking past the refrigerator. She saw the shadow of his arm shoot across the floor in front of her, then felt his fingers touching her wrist.
"You don't have to pay me-in that way."
She stopped, her heart skipping beats while her flesh crawled deliriously with hot, insistent feelings. The fact that she was alone for a while sank home as she stood there, her cunt winking open and shut as Matt drew up behind her.
Janet felt his crotch pressing into the cushions of her ass-cheeks, rubbing from side to side while he gently slipped his hands up and down over her goose-fleshed arms. Her thighs tensed, the tendons bulging against her white flesh while pussyjuice seeped maddeningly through the blonde thicket of her cunt-hair. It was all she could do to keep standing, swaying slightly from left to right in his grip. He was kissing the nape of her neck as Janet let her head fall back, shutting her eyes and drinking in the feeling of being wanted, of being desired by the young man.
"I've been thinking about you all the time!" he whispered.
"You have?"
"Couldn't think of anything but you-of the way you felt under me, of the way you moved and cried out when I fucked you!"
Janet let out a gasp of surprise. She was glad she had such control over a handsome young man like Matt. She hadn't lost her looks. She was just as desirable, perhaps more, than her pretty, perky daughter Annie.
Matt was clutching at Janet, his hands covering her tits, squeezing them teasingly while he hunched again into her ass. Janet felt her hot cunt swell open, pussyjuice oozing over her cunt mound, making it itch maddeningly all the more. She had to have him. She had to get fucked by the young man. The world fell away from her as she turned and looped her slim arms weakly over his shoulders.
"Fuck me!" she whispered, her mouth opening as he drew forward.
"I'll fuck you! I'll fuck you so you won't ever forget me!"
He pushed his tongue deep into her throat, fencing with Janet while he moved her along through the doorway, down the hall, and into her bedroom. How quickly they'd gotten there! It was as if time itself rushed to this moment and then froze, letting her savor each passing, delicious second. Her clothes seemed to melt from her shoulders, floating down in slow motion to the floor.
In a moment, Janet saw Matt standing there in his jockey shorts, his cock poking out against the fly. He was pushing her down gently onto her bed, sliding up to her, pulling his shorts down until his big cock swung out. She remembered the stretching feeling, the sensation she had had when he had fucked her.
Janet trembled, shrugging her shoulders as Matt crawled onto the bed and moved between her thighs. He was going to eat her again, lick his tongue up into her cuntslit and draw out more pussyjuice. He was going to tongue-fuck her just the way her son Greig had before fucking her.
Janet closed her eyes, grabbing at the top sheet when she felt Matt's lips against her pussy. Her chest heaved as he moved his head from side to side, burrowing deeper between her outer cunt lips. She felt the fuck juices seeping more from her cuntslit, wetting down her thighs. And when she felt him rimming the outer ridge of her cunt mouth with his tongue-tip, Janet thought she would collapse with delight.
"Ohhh, what are you doing to me?"
He was turning her around, placing her on her belly while dropping his head between her shivering white ass-cheeks. She felt his fingers feeling around in her cunt. And then there was that tongue again, slopping back and forth in her pussy, poking down into the hot, wet depths of her cunt.
Without thinking, Janet started moving her hips, fucking her hot dripping pussy up against the young man's flicking tongue.
"Uhhhhhh-ahhhhhhhhh!"
She dug at the bedspread, clawing with her fingernails as if she were going to tear the material as she tossed her head. She could feel her fine hair tangling around her neck while Matt was kissing her ass-hole. When his hot tongue snaked up into her cunt once more, she shivered uncontrollably, sure that she would cum if he kept up his licking.
He had his hands cupping her ass-cheeks, halving them as if they were fresh hot loaves of bread he was splitting open. She felt cool air blowing into her hot asscrack, felt her nerve endings stretching back to get another taste of that hot, wet, licking tongue that had driven her half-mad before.
Matt was licking down deep once more, feeling him part her thighs while driving his stiff, scooping tongue down into her pussy. She felt his mustache prickling her clit once more, tickling the tiny organ until it was beating with a raging throb. Again the woman beat her fists against the bed, begging the young man to stop before she climaxed right in his mouth.
But nothing seemed to faze Matt. Growling into her hot, wet cunt, he pushed farther, hooking his fingers around her hips and drawing her ass up tighter against his face. She could feel his hot breath panting into her cunt and ass-hole while he licked deep. He drew her up against him, rolling his right thumb against her clit until he had her whimpering.
"Eatin' pussy! You like me eatin' your cunt, right, Janet?"
"Oh yes! Oh God, fuck me with that tongue, Matt! Oh God in heaven, you're the only one who can fuck me that way!" she groaned.
Matt obliged her, making her breathing shallow and hot as he pulled away and rolled onto his back. At first, Janet didn't know what he was doing. But then he grabbed her, guiding her around until she found herself straddling his shoulders, her knees bent so her legs were pointed back alongside his body. r
Peering down through heavy eyelids, she could see his face and the slickness of her cunt on his cheeks. She nearly went down on all fours, her elbows bending out as he pulled her forward and fitted her cunt on his face. He was fucking her hard, jerking his tongue in and out like a hard prick, tickling her clit with his fingers while rubbing his free hand up and down against her tensing ass-cheeks.
Janet straddled his head, her cunt peeled open by the strain of her spread thighs. She loved the way he caressed her firm big ass, the tickling touch bringing shudders of pleasure from her lips. Her cunt was spread over his mouth, and he brought her down until she could hear her soppy cunt lips fitting tightly against his chin.
"Ohhhhhhhhh!"
Janet loved it, loved the way she could prance her ass up and down against his face while she felt his fingers tickling their way against her puckered ass-hole. His teeth rubbed itchily along the edges of her inner pussy lips. She threw her head back and groaned, riding his fucking tongue, not caring what happened to her. It was stabbing up, then pulling slowly back, only to stab up again. He was tasting her insides, drawing out more and more cunt-juice while he licked hungrily at her clit. She moved her hips down, fucking his mouth, the steady tickle building to a mind-shattering ache. "No! Noooooo!"
Janet lost total control, feeling herself climax with a fury. The feverish, itching thrills burst through her body, making her hammer her cunt again and again against Matt's face. She curved her body down, holding the sides of the boy's head as her ass writhed and pranced maddeningly to get all of his mouth, tongue and chin. It was happening so much more slowly than it had when he'd fucked her. She could feel a glossy rub, that slow teasing feeling that quickly tore through her cunt, taking her breath away. Janet didn't remember the last of it. It was just a paradise of slick, hot feelings that finally leaked away.
"Oh God!"
When Janet finally opened her eyes, she found herself on her back. Matt was on his side, trailing one finger along her tits. Looking down, she saw his cock still sticking straight out of his groin, throbbing and jerking at times against the sheet.
"You-you didn't cum?"
"Could've! But I got better plans for that!
I don't like jerking off unless I have to! And with you around, I don't think that's a problem!"
Janet sighed. She was drained, exhausted from having ridden his tongue that way. Looking at him, she wanted to tell him to let her rest for a while. She had to catch her breath. But there was a hot look in his eyes, a burning stare that told her he wouldn't listen to anything she had to say.
"But-oh God, what do you want to do to me, kill me?"
Matt threw back his head and laughed, pushing stray locks of hair from his face.
"I don't think anybody ever died from fucking too much! But it might be fun to see if that's true!" he cried.
"What-"
He was licking up and down her tits and was pressing his hard cock against her cuntslit. How odd it was! All he had to do was get a cock up against her, press the cockhead against her clit, and Janet felt her body warming up once more.
Janet could feel electricity seeping from her clit, making her pussy walls move against one another in a milking motion while he kissed her chin lightly. His hands were back around her ass once more, pulling at the smooth, hot flesh, tugging her ass-cheeks open so her shitter once again was exposed.
Just when Matt slipped his tongue back down her throat, Janet could feel one finger teasing its way into her ass-hole. She groaned into the spitty kiss as Matt pushed the digit in to the second joint. A fire burned through her ass, exploding around her clit and belly while she squirmed up against his teasing touch. She was hot again to fuck, to feel him squirming his finger all the way in her shitter while he drove his cock or his tongue back into her cunt.
Matt rolled around once more, kneeling behind her while hiking her hips up in the air. He was behind her, hunkering down for power like a fucking dog. She was crouched down there like a bitch in heat, waiting for the animal behind her to fuck his cock through her hot, winking pussy.
Janet bobbed and pranced her ass in frantic tight little circles, humming through her clenched teeth, wanting to have his prick pierce her cunt and fuck into her gut.
"Uh!"
He was hooking his fingers through her hipbones, sliding his finger into her cunt easily and working it around until Janet thought she would die from desire. It was when he began pressing his cockmeat up against her ass-hole that Janet suspected the stud had something else in mind.
Matt was rubbing his cockhead against her ass-hole, pressing down hard while holding tightly onto her thighs. He was going to fuck her in the ass! Wildly, Janet beat back at the young man, striking him again and again. But he held on firmly, arching his spine while tucking his knees up and under her ass.
Janet jerked her head back, her mouth torn open while her eyes rolled wildly in her head. She tried to scream, but only a hoarse strangling sound escaped from between her chattering teeth. He was fucking his stiff prick into her shitter, her ass-hole winking shut tightly while her cunt spasmed from the pain. No! she thought. God in heaven, no, not fucked in the ass! It was too degrading, she thought, jerking away once more and trying to pull her ass-hole from Matt's penetrating cock.
"Come on, Janet! It's gonna be all right, take it! It's great!"
"Nooooooo!"
But still he held on, keeping her flat against the bed while fucking his cock into her. Janet let out strangled gasping cries, her face contorting while the cords stood out in her neck. Gradually, steadily, she could feel his rigid bar of prickmeat fucking into her ass, stretching her ass-hole until her ass-cheeks hurt. Matt held his cock a few inches into her shitter, letting her get used to it. The flutter in her cunt surprised her, coming out as a jolt of slippery heat. She thought of how helpless she was with Matt fucking his prick into her ass, and a fresh flood of cunt juice wet her outer pussylips.
"Now, man, now, Janet!"
Janet let out another cry. She felt the stretching sensation throughout her ass-hole. But instead of the agony that had seared her ass before, there was a hot, forbidden kind of pleasure that made her clit swell. It was nearly the same kind of secret delight she had felt after Matt had toyed with her ass-hole with his sharp, jagged fingernail. Only this time, the pleasure was more intense.
Matt jammed his cock all the way in against her relaxed ass-hole. Before Janet could even think to loosen the grip of her shitter, he was all the way in. Her cunt cried out to feel the cockhead now fucking her ass. The woman wanted to feel the hard invasion in her pussy, not in her ass. But Matt was determined to fuck her back there, drawing his legs up against her jiggling ass. In a moment, she could feel one hand reaching up to her tit, squeezing it while she moved her ass as sensuously as she could. The slow intrusion of the hard prick in her ass was doing odd things to her. Her belly churned sexily while her cunt snapped shut, winked open, then spasmed closed once more. Matt suspected what was going on between her spread thighs and brought his free hand to her clit, petting it until she was gasping. "Oh, fuck, fuck!"
He was splitting her open, driving his prick in faster, the friction making her ass-hole burn as if he'd held a match to it.
"Bounce that ass, Janet! Come on, I wanna feel that ass jigglin' against my crotch!"
Janet squealed out her need, feeling her cunt going into tremors of need. The folding, slippery ring of her cunt lips was milking against his probing fingers while his cock hammered in and out of her ass-hole. Janet wrestled her tits against his one hand now, feeling the delight from the twin centers driving more heat into her brain. She loved the sliding of his cock as it chugged deeper in her shitter, the movement sending hot, shivery thrills through her ass and cunt.
Janet loved the hot sensation of his cock fucking her ass. Tossing her head, feeling her cunt going into spasms while her clit beat out a climactic rhythm against Matt's fingers, Janet lost total control. She could feel jets of something very hot and slick blasting into her ass.
Matt was swearing behind her, dropping over her body and holding her tight while he kept his prick buried deep in her ass-hole. Her cunt was spasming shut while her ass wrung tight against his spitting cock. Janet convulsed on the bed, her body drinking in the feel of the big man as she came and came.
When it was over, Janet collapsed to the bed, pulling away from the softening prick in her ass. Her mind was still floating around while her ass winked open and shut. Jizz oozed from her shitter, wetting the backs of her thighs.
"Oh wow, man, not many women can take it that way! You're something else, Janet! I'll come runnin' the second you curl your finger at me!" Matt moaned, kissing the nape of her neck, then drawing his tongue down the lumps of her spine.
Janet smiled, curling her finger, beckoning him. She would be curling her finger a lot.
CHAPTER SIX
"So the two of you fucked, right?"
Annie looked at the floor, shuffling her feet back and forth. She had just come home with Kathy, having phoned her mother that she would be a little late. Janet had sounded strung out, something that disturbed Annie. She had thought about leaving early, but her mother had hurriedly put down that idea.
"Didn't you hear me? Where's your mind, Annie?"
"Huh? Oh, I'm sorry, Kathy. I didn't hear you."
Kathy rolled her eyes up to the ceiling, rubbing her legs against the mattress of her bed. They were up in the girl's room, their books spilled on the floor while they gossiped.
"I was asking about you and Jack! I mean, did the two of you do it-right there, at school?"
Annie bit her lower Up and nodded her head up and down, giggling as she did. Kathy joined her, shrieking and kicking her legs against the bed.
"Oh wow! If Mrs. Jones, the girls' principal, ever found out, she'd throw you out!"
They laughed again, Annie finding release in telling her friend. Fucking Jack had been the best thing ever in her whole life! She had never felt that kind of release. She had wanted to do it again and again, but was afraid someone would come and find them. She had another date with the football hero in two days. Her cunt throbbed at the thought of it. She could hardly wait!
"You know, Jack kind of scares me. He's so big and all that. Is he-I mean, down there, is he-is he really big?"
Annie shivered at the question. She could just see his fat long prick in her mind's eye, see it swinging like a heavy tree limb in the wind as it came closer to her spread cunt. Her pussy was hot just from thinking about it.
"I hear Eileen's fit to be tied. She thought she had him in the palm of her hand. Boy, you sure showed her," Kathy said, eyeing her friend.
"Weird. I'm glad she's out of the picture. Jack wouldn't like her-not after he got through fucking her. I've got more to give than she does," Annie said proudly.
The pressure of her panties against her cunt was starting to get her going. She stretched her long, lithe legs out in front of her. She felt glowing and tingly all over. Looking at Kathy, she wondered if her girlfriend had ever fucked.
"You and Warren, the two of you make it ever?" Annie asked, seeing Kathy's eyes widen.
"Oh, no! He's so-slow, I guess," the girl said, pursing her lips together in a frown. "He just gets almost to the point of doing something exciting, and then he chickens out!"
"Maybe you should encourage him a little more," Annie said, pushing the thick blonde hair from her eyes.
"I've done everything but put up signs! Once we were in this bedroom for a while. I took off my panties. I thought he would freak! He was all over me, kissing me, feeling me up until I thought I would scream! And then he started kissing me on the tummy and in my navel! And I thought he was going to-well, you know, lick my cunt!"
"He didn't?" Annie asked, perking up.
"Nope. I kind of pushed him down and moaned and wiggled around like I was going to die. Damn, I was going to die!" Kathy sucked in a gaspy breath, rubbing her fingertips up and down her upper arms. "But I don't think Warren liked the way I smelled down there."
"Jack does! I mean, he-likes the way I smell, I guess! Oh wow, there isn't anything he won't do to a girl, and I mean anything!"
Kathy looked at Annie enviously, curling her fingers into her thick, long hair.
"You know, I haven't done anything, and I mean anything, involving sex for so long. I'd give anything to have my pussy licked. I heard Sandy say her boyfriend licked her cunt until she came three times! She said when he finally fucked her, she was like a dishrag!" Kathy whispered, her voice growing thick and shaky.
"Oh, wow, I know how she feels! When Jack did that to me, I thought I was going to come apart! Too bad about Warren!" Annie glancing at the clock. She wondered if she should go home early.
"Don't go yet! It's fun talking like this! You're going to see Jack in a few days?"
"Yeah. I can hardly wait. Kathy, what are you doing?"
Kathy had slipped from the bed and pulled off her blouse, revealing her pert, red-tipped tits. Now she was stepping from her sandals, then wriggling off her tight-fitting blue skirt. Her tits dangled teasingly from her upper chest, tits that weren't nearly as large as Annie's, but were still inviting.
"Talking about fucking and all that's making me hot! I want to hear just what you and Jack did while I touch myself!"
Annie stared open mouthed at her friend as she pushed down her pink panties, dropping them onto the floor, then sliding her pert little ass back onto the bed. Annie had seen Kathy naked plenty of times. They'd giggled in the shower at gym, comparing tit sizes. But now, this was different. The blonde teen felt as if she were wading in dangerous waters if she stayed a moment longer. Something was happening something she wasn't sure she wanted to be a part of.
"What else did you do with Jack? Did he make you suck his cock?"
"Suck? No! I told you everything that happened! We fucked! That's plenty!" Annie gasped, feeling herself grow a little breathless as she studied Kathy's body. She looked so naked and pretty lying there, her white flesh pressed into the bed that way.
Kathy parted her knees so that her cunt opened. Annie could see the dark-red lips of her friend's cunt. Pussyjuice glistened on the wiry hairs, an indication Kathy was highly aroused. All this talking about guys and fucking and sucking had turned both of them on.
Kathy brushed her fingers over the plump cunt lips, gingerly prying her pussy slit open while Annie looked on. She could see a pink bump in the flood of fuckjuice.
"Come on, Annie. Come on and take your clothes off and sit by me. It's gonna be lots of fun. You can tell me about Jack all over again. But this time we'll have more fun talking about it."
Her words were somehow enticing. Annie had no idea what was happening, but stripping and lying next to Kathy seemed somehow natural. She opened her blouse, shrugging it off while unsnapping her bra and letting her tits fall free over her chest.
Kathy was watching closely, dipping her finger rhythmically in and out of her cunthole, moaning softly at times when the excitement became too intense. Annie stepped from her skirt, but stopped with her panties at her knees. Kathy gave her a questioning look. Annie felt herself blushing violently, almost as violently as she had blushed when Jack had first stripped her.
"That's it. Come over here," Kathy said, her voice low and breathless.
Annie sat on the bed, careful to keep some distance between herself and her best friend. Kathy smiled strangely, sliding her finger in and out of her pussy. It was like fucking, Annie thought, feeling her heart skip a beat.
Kathy's face was growing taut and red while her knees flopped obscenely against the mattress. Annie could see right away that her own cunt was pinker. Pink and soppy wet, even wetter than the way Kathy looked right now. After some time passed, Annie moved her finger down, touching her clit and feeling a small shock cut through her.
Annie groaned, her ass moving. Then she felt something that put her into shock. Kathy was touching her, stroking her cunt with one hand.
"Kathy! What are you doing?"
"Come on, Annie! Girls do this kind of thing lots of times!"
"But-but...."
The hand was doing wonderful things to her. It was hard to think as she lay there, feeling she should roll from the bed and run while another voice told her to lie still and enjoy what was happening to her. Her body was coming more and more alive under that gentle stroking, almost as alive as it had become when Jack had touched her.
"Kathy, please, don't-oh no, easy, easy!" she whispered as she felt a gentle touch slide onto her aching cunt.
"Oh, it's nice, isn't it? It's real nice!" Kathy whispered.
It was nice. Annie felt her friend using her fingertips like tiny tongues, rubbing over that tender flesh. Her touch was as soft and gentle as anything she'd felt in her life. It felt wonderful having her friend's finger stroking and rubbing her cunt.
Annie rolled her pert ass up, drawing her legs together, then letting them spread apart while her ankles rubbed against the cool, smooth sheets. A woman was doing it to her, another young woman! But all that mattered were the delicious feelings rising in her, feelings that made her cunt hot and tight and wet.
"Good, soooo, gooooood!"
She spread her legs to give Kathy more room. Her tender fleshy cunt lips trembled under the young woman's touch until they tensed itchily against the touch. Annie felt so good, so high!
"Oh, go down there, Annie! Go down there and suck my pussy, just like you want to suck Jack's cock! Please, please, please!" Kathy cried.
The thought of putting her mouth to Kathy's cunt wasn't particularly appealing. But she was so insistent, her fingers strong, pushing her down. And the thought of doing something unusual overcame her initial distaste. Annie squirmed down, holding onto Kathy's shivering legs. Her girlfriend was still moaning as Annie positioned herself down by the girl's cunt. Through the thick growth of tangled hair, she could see the red gash of Kathy's outer cunt lips.
Kathy had spread her legs a little wider, bending her knees up slightly, exposing more of her pussy. It looked so threatening. For a moment, the girl stopped, unable to go any further. She felt two hands gripping the back of her head, pushing her forward. Her face fit easily between her friend's thighs.
Annie froze, holding her breath while Kathy held her firmly in place. She could hardly breathe! And then, when she finally inhaled, she could smell the thick, rich perfume of Kathy's aroused cunt. More glistening juice bubbled from Kathy's pussy, wetting down Annie's tongue and cheeks. Tentatively, she flicked out her tongue, licking up her friend's pussy.
"Ohhhh, good! That's real good, oh my God, so gooooood!"
Annie wasn't sure what to do. She moved her tongue in and out, gently petting Kathy's clit, then drawing her tongue back to run the tip along the tense, rubbery lips of her friend's pussy. It all made Kathy scream and yelp, her legs kicking at times wildly in the air as her ass squirmed against the mattress. In a little while, she found they were lying side by side.
Annie felt her cunt being massaged by careful fingers once more. Looking up, she saw Kathy's cunt poised over her. Slowly the curly-haired cunt lowered to within licking distance. Just as the hot red pussy slit parted, Annie felt a tongue being inserted gently into her cunt.
"Mmmmm, oh wow! Oh wow!" Annie groaned, her ass shivering while her thighs clenched down hard against Kathy's head.
Kathy was touching her deliciously all over her ass, feeling her up and down while licking deep into her convulsing, wet, hot pussy. And Kathy didn't stop with her tongue either. She used her fingers to tug the tender pussylips gently apart while she ran her tongue along that red-hot slit. Flicking it rapidly in and out, the brunette was teasing the delicate, velvety flesh. It was all Annie could do to keep from cumming right then and there in her friend's sucking mouth. And then Kathy started concentrating on Annie's clit, licking and sucking and touching it until it stuck out, hard and throbbing.
"Oh, give it to me! Oh yes, yes, give it to me!" Kathy groaned.
Annie couldn't remain passive. She wrapped her hands around Kathy's soft ass, squeezing the full ass-cheeks, rubbing them gently while slipping her fingers into the hot crack between them. Her head pushed up, her tongue flicking out. She licked the hot, throbbing surface of Kathy's clit. Instantly, Annie felt the hot, swarmy cunt press down firmly against her face, begging for more.
Annie had lost control once more, her body writhing and twisting on the bed while her tongue fucked down and deep into her friend's pussy. While Annie felt Kathy's tongue fucking her cunt, she kept working her fingers in that tight puckered ass-hole, working her digits around until one of them finally was on the edge of her friend's shitter. She pushed it down, feeling Kathy shove with her hips, grinding her sweet pussy furiously into Annie's face.
At the same time, Kathy spread her legs, stretching the cheeks of her ass apart so Annie could get her finger deeper inside. She felt the fingertip push slowly into the tight, gripping ring of muscle. It began to wiggle around and around, sending thrills racing from her ass to her cunt. Her clit throbbed from the vibrations in her ass. She twisted her hips up and down, getting fingered in the ass and tongued in her cunt.
"Uhhhhh!" Annie couldn't wait much longer. Her cunt bloomed wetly, the dark-pink pussylips spreading, exposing the red hole of her pussy. The feathery blonde curls rustled with Kathy's panting breath. Annie tilted her tits up, rubbing them against the soft curve of Kathy's belly.
"Oh, fuck me with that tongue-oh yes, fuck me!" Kathy cried.
As Annie wiggled her finger in the tight hole of Kathy's ass, she felt her spread cunt lips being kissed again. A hot slippery mouth opened wide, the lips pressing down into her pussy. Kathy seemed to know all the best spots without having to experiment.
Annie groaned and kicked her legs out, feeling she would cum. And then Kathy pulled away, licking her tongue down, purposely teasing Annie while drawing her fingers along Annie's inner thighs. Then Annie felt Kathy's mouth go wild once more, spreading her outer cunt lips, pushing down into her tight hole, sucking on her clit. It was more than she could stand.
Annie let out muffled cries, twisting around frantically, her muscles tensing, aching, begging for release.
"Ahhhhh!"
The vibrations of Kathy's groans echoed through Annie's cunt, shaking her clit to its roots. The girl's nerve endings were vibrating until she thought her entire body was throbbing. With each hunching of her ass, she could feel her friend's wide tongue licking over her cunt. She thought it was going to drive her up the wall.
"Oh, fuck me, fuck me!" Annie cried, fucking her friend's ass more wildly with her finger.
They were both very, very close to climax. Annie shoved her finger as far as it would go up Kathy's ass, sucking hard while twisting her pussy up to her friend's face. With one wild explosion, Annie felt Kathy's pussy go into climactic spasms. She could tell her friend was cumming.
Kathy groaned, her legs shooting out while her cunt hunched down frantically against the blonde's tongue. Then Annie's exploded, cumming in a rush as violent as any she had felt with Jack. Her whole body spasmed, her toes curling, her belly knotting while her cunt and clit exploded. She grasped tightly to Kathy, holding the girl in place while she hunched her dripping pussy onto Kathy's licking tongue.
Finally, they both collapsed and lay cradled in one another's arms. Annie inched away from her friend, the taste of Kathy's cunt still on her tongue.
"I don't know if I liked doing that," Annie said, drawing one hand over her mouth.
"You don't have to lie, Annie! You sure came hard! You liked it! Boy, what I would've given to have Warren doing something like that to me!" Kathy moaned, winking slyly at her friend.
Annie blushed.
"Oh, don't worry," Kathy said impatiently, waving one hand in front of her face. "This isn't addictive! It's just a kind of release for me! It was fun, though, wasn't it?"
A lot of things were fun now, Annie thought, rolling her pert ass from the bed and picking up her panties from the floor.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Janet's ass still hurt her from the wild fucking session. She sat carefully on the sofa, still almost feeling Matt's cock sliding through her ass-hole, poling down deep into her while his fingers reached around her hips for her cunt. Never, ever had she done anything like that. What on earth had come over her? She had squealed, had tried to get away from that raping cock. But when the big stud had finally fucked his hunk of cock into her shitter, all she had done was cry out hoarsely for more.
Now, sitting quietly in the TV room watching the nightly news, Janet traced her fingertips over her knees, wondering where her life was going. She felt her cunt simmering still as she sat there watching the images of one revolution or another play across the screen.
Annie had just left for her girlfriend Kathy's house to study. They were going to gossip, Janet knew. Well, let her. It was harmless fun.
Greig was upstairs, finishing up his physics. Janet curled her fingers, dragging her nails over the material of the couch. Her nerves were frazzled as she sat there, thinking of nothing but her son and of Matt.
"Hey, Mom, a penny for your thoughts."
Her son's voice. Janet stiffened, her legs pressing against the couch. She had to resist. She couldn't make every spare second she had into a fucking session, especially with Greig. He had his own life to lead.
"Oh, I'm just catching up on the news," she said evenly, trying to keep the excited tremble from her voice.
"Yeah, I know what you mean. It's getting worse all the stupid time," he said, carelessly throwing himself in the chair opposite her. He was looking at the next story, another depiction of more revolution in Central America. "I just got tired of looking at all those formulas in the book. I know them pretty well, anyway. Where's Annie?"
Janet felt her heart leap to her throat. Still, she had to stay cool.
"Oh, over at that Kathy Hummel's. She said something about studying together. She'll be back soon," Janet said, her voice sounding far away.
"Oh?"
Janet refused to look at her son. She had an idea what was going on in his mind. Her eyes swam as she tried to concentrate on her news program. But the presence of her son was like a liquor to her body. She could feel a warm sensation tickling her skin, warming it while her cunt was growing tight and hot. It was all too familiar, something she knew she would have to stop if they were to function as a family unit again. Greig was rustling in his chair, turning around and facing her.
"Mom? Is Annie gonna be gone for a while?"
"Yes, I think so."
Why couldn't she have lied? Why couldn't she have said that Annie was coming back in ten minutes? He would have gone away and left her alone. But now he was rising, moving toward her, kneeling down at her side, placing one hand on her thigh.
"Then why don't we do something about it?"
"No, Greig! Oh, this is wrong! I can't understand how something like this got started! But it's going to stop, and stop right here! I-uhhhhh!"
Words were cheap. Greig hadn't listened to her at all. He was kissing her throat, his hands rubbing over her thighs after he had pulled her dress up. Janet couldn't fight him. She was burning, her cunt on fire while her nipples were poking deliciously up against her dress. She couldn't wait for the bedroom. She had to have her son there in her living room.
Greig was holding her tightly, his hands caressing her narrow waist while his lips were dangerously close to her mouth. In a moment, she felt them pressing down hard, his teeth cutting into her lips while his tongue speared down over hers, touching her tonsils. She fought back, poking her tongue against his, feeling spit bubbling from the corners of her mouth.
"Oooohhh!"
Her dress was coming off, shrugging down from her shoulders while Greig pushed his fingers through her blonde hair. She felt wet around her eyes, cheeks, and forehead.
Janet gasped at the lovely affection he was giving her. She felt loved, happy, wild with freedom. Then she felt afraid again as her son began pulling her dress from her.
"Oh wow, Mom, I've been thinking about this for a couple of days. Sometimes I'd jack off thinking about your cunt, about the way your tits felt in my hands," he said, licking her lips before kissing them again.
"No, don't-don't say terrible things like that!" she gasped happily.
"They're not terrible! They're wonderful, just the way you are, Mom!"
"Oh God! God!"
He had stripped her completely there on her couch, pulling her panties down with both hands, then kissing her belly lightly until she screamed at his light, teasing touch. More than once, Janet tried to slide her son's mouth down over her cunt. But he resisted, tugging her thigh flesh with both hands, then tracing his fingertips lightly up her inner thighs until the knuckles were barely touching the bush of her cunt-mound. The woman writhed her ass against the sofa cushions, her ass bouncing up and down while her tits jiggled against one another. Greig took the hint, moving his mouth up and sucking and nursing her nipples, biting the turgid flesh lightly with his teeth while his fingers teased her pussy gently back and forth. It was more than Janet could stand.
"No, no oh God, no!"
Soon he had her on the floor, draped over the coffee table, her naked ass facing the television screen while he pushed his trousers off and stepped from his shoes. He was going to fuck her doggie-style. She liked the thought of it, loved the idea of being bent over and fucked like a bitch, the way Matt had done it. Except this time she knew her son was going to fuck her cunt.
Greig loved the touch of her pussy, the feel of her cunt against his fat cock. And now as she felt his fingers press into her flesh while his knees drew up against the backs of her legs, Janet knew he would take care of her. She could feel his breath panting between her jutting shoulder blades. He kissed her lovingly there, drawing his tongue over her hot flesh, licking her gently while sliding his fingers up and down her thighs.
"Gonna do it now, Mom! Gonna fuck you good!"
She felt his cock drive up into her seepy cunt, the double-lobed cockhead scratching all those itchy, tingling nerve endings along the length of her cunt sheath. Janet gasped as if she had been fucked for the first time in a long time, feeling her nipples scratching along the top of the coffee table.
"You're so deeeep! Oh God, Son, it's so good, so good having you fuck me!"
"Christ, Mom! You're the hottest thing around town! I've told you that!"
"Uhhhh!"
It was lovely. The same wonderful feeling she had had the last time her son had fucked her. She liked her son's madness. He was such a confident lover. He knew just how to touch her, and her body moved to him eagerly.
"Oh, Son, when you pull it around and back like that ... it's so good!"
Long strings of drool leaked from her mouth. Her arms trembled then collapsed while Greig continued fucking into her cunt slowly, gently, lovingly. It was almost more than she could keep in her mind. And when he was climbing her, fucking powerfully into her wet cunt, it made her think she had died and gone to heaven. "Uhhhhh!"
Greig eased his cock gently from her cunt. She felt hot streaks of her fuckjuice dribbling down. She was soaked, frothing with the cunt-juice. She had never been so wet. Her mind was a kaleidoscope of sexy thoughts. She wanted to fuck every way there was to fuck. She wanted to stay up all night with her son, to fuck him until she was panting exhausted on the floor. Weakly, she turned on the floor on her hands and knees.
"Let me suck your cock! Please! I've always wondered about that!" Janet cried.
"You and dad never did anything like that."
"Oh, a little, but I was so naive and unsure of myself."
"Better now, eh? Sure, Mom!" Greig rearranged himself, pushing the coffee table away while squatting down on the carpeting, finally lying down on his back. He had his hands cupped around his balls, playing with them while Janet slid off the table and began squatting between his knees. It had been hell having his prick pulled from her cunt, feeling the elastic itchy walls of her pussy drawing back together. But she wanted to suck him with all her heart. She sat on her haunches in front of him, looking down at his swollen cockhead. He had his eyes closed, his fingers slowly massaging his balls.
At first, Janet wanted to get used to it, to taste it a little. She'd already made up her mind that she would take her son's cock in her mouth and suck it until hot cum boiled out. Then she would swallow the jizz down.
"Do other girls do this for you?"
"Not many," Greig said, hunching his body up, hoping he would feel her wet mouth close on his cock.
Janet obliged, pushing out her tongue and letting it rest against the two lobes at the underside of his cockhead. Greig grunted with obvious pleasure at her touch. Janet knew she had to make it good. She wanted to have her son coming back to her, just as he had this evening.
"Oh yeah, Mom, yeahhh!"
He was making strange strangled sounds, his legs flopping loosely on the floor while she licked tentatively at that thick fat prickhead. She whimpered through her flared nostrils, picking up the strange salty taste of his cum on her tongue.
"Oh, good, it's so good doing this to you!" she whispered.
Greig said nothing, rolling his body from side to side, writhing in joy while she extended her tongue until it was sliding back and forth over his cock. She was tickling its full length, tracing the tip of her tongue along one of the dark-blue veins, then pulling it back until she was tickling the boy's balls. At the same time, Janet dropped one hand to her cunt, pushing open her greasy fat cunt lips and touching herself all over.
She loved finger-fucking herself this way, rubbing her digits over her clit while she sucked down deep around his cock. She could feel his prick jerking up against her face, the full length caressing her cheeks, making her hotter than ever. She wanted to climb on and lower her tender cunt over his jutting cock. She would screw her ass down on it once more and make her son fuck her until she cried.
But Greig wanted what she was doing. And that made her want it for him twice as much. In the position she'd taken, it was easy to bob her head up and down, letting his hard cockhead jab well into her throat.
"Christ, Mom! This is good, real good! God in heaven, you're gonna make me cum quick if you keep suckin' this good!" Greig moaned.
Janet smiled to herself, finding how to breathe in rhythm as she rose and fell over his cock. She began moving her fingers just in front of her lips, massaging his cock while sucking it as well. Her son liked that! His knees jerked up once more, then fell back limply to the floor while he rolled his hairy ass up toward her. He was fucking his hips up, jabbing the roof of her mouth with his cockhead while curling his fingers around her skull and forcing her face back down against his groin.
Janet moved all the way down, her lips finally pressed against his hairy crotch. Her nose flattened against his groin while she felt his cock-head jabbing past her tonsils, poking down her throat. It was difficult for her to breathe. But somehow she managed to suck in air, feeding her bursting, burning lungs.
She struggled up against the pressure finally, stroking his thighs, cupping his balls and rocking them against one another. Greig understood, releasing his grip while letting out a long, shuddering sigh. Moving up, Janet let her head fall heavily once more over the cockshaft, the dark-blue prickhead gouging her tonsils once more. Her cunt burned and ran with juice while cum filled her mouth.
"Oh yeah, Mom, come on, suck me, man, move that tongue-uhhhh, just like that!"
Janet could taste more and more cum oozing from her son's piss-slit, coating her mouth with the hot slime while she bobbed her head furiously up and down. Her hair splashed over his crotch, feathering over his hard, tight balls while she slicked his cock more and more with her lips. She wished she could have something in her cunt, something that would fill her need to be fucked.
As if he could read his mother's mind, Greig pulled her head up off his cock. Janet looked down, dazed with her own passion. His cock was jerking spasmodically against his belly, the purple prickhead so swollen she thought it was going to burst like a balloon. Greig's belly was tightening while his legs undulated against the floor.
"Finish me off this way, Mom! It's gonna be wild for both of us."
"What?"
Janet was babbling as Greig grabbed her hips and pushed her around. She felt her convulsing cunt clasping at thin air while her son guided her, controlling her completely. He was turning her around. For a moment, Janet caught a glimpse of a television anchorman on the news. Then she was over Greig's cock again, looking at it bobbing in front of her face while she felt her thighs spreading on either side of her son's head.
"Yeah, Mom, yeah, suck my cock while I lick you off."
It was wild! Greig knew what he was talking about. And the sound of his voice! It sent hot flashes through her body. He had to have her mouth, needed her tongue flicking around his ock. She steadied his cockshaft with shaking nands and opened her mouth once more, swallowing hard. The two spongy lobes of his cockhead rested on her bottom lip. And in that moment, a hot, milky drop oozed onto the tip of her tongue. He was going to shoot. She could tell he was going to blow his load into her throat. Then Greig shoved his hips up, burying the blood-filled prickhead halfway in her throat.
Just then, Janet felt a wonderful hot softness envelop her cunt. A licking, sucking heat gouged her cunt lips and rubbed up against her clit. Janet couldn't resist sucking harder, bobbing her head up and down while her son fucked his cock in and out of her mouth.
Janet heard something from behind and felt his tongue fuck all the way into her pussy. And then she could feel powerful jets of his cum against the insides of her cheeks. His jizz bathed the inside of her mouth completely. "Uhhhffff!"
Her son was cumming in her mouth! He had his cock buried almost to her throat! She could feel the power of his body as it blasted out more and more cum.
Dazed with the shivering storm of her own lust, Janet closed the inside of her mouth down around the jerking prick and sucked, flicking her tongue around the underside of her son's shooting cock. His shaft pulsed hard as more and more jizz flooded out.
Janet swallowed, then swallowed again. She felt the sticky globs clinging in her throat, the smell of them lingering in her nostrils. She didn't care. She wanted to suck Greig. It didn't matter if some people could say it was wrong. It couldn't be wrong. His tongue gouging along her cunt lips couldn't be wrong. With a final lick, Janet pulled her mouth away from his prick.
"Oh, Greig, oh, Son, you're killing me!"
She knew her words sounded funny. She knew that steamy strings of cum dripped from her chin and that her eyes were heavy with dangerous lust.
Greig jerked his hips up again. Janet smiled and caught his cock in her thin hands so she could get her mouth around it again. As the pricktip grazed her teeth, another huge glob of jizz flooded onto her tongue.
With a cry, Janet felt herself falling sideways. Her hips were dancing wildly over her son's fucking tongue. She groaned, feeling him sucking at the tender, seeping tissues of her cunt. He raked his tongue over her clit until the excruciating pinpoint of excitement exploded over her in a series of spasms. Her climax was like a series of mind-drowning waves, each one more powerful than the previous. She had her knees as far apart as she could get them while her son nursed her pink clit.
Janet cried out again, thrashing and grunting and dancing her shivering ass-cheeks while he ate her cunt completely. Time itself seemed frozen in space as she pranced her ass maddeningly over her son's face. But when she finally rearranged her slender frame so they could hold one another, Greig was smiling at her.
"You're something else, Mom! That was great!" Greig gasped with a sigh.
"Oh, I never thought-I don't know! I guess this is still a little new to me!" Janet cried, feeling a little guilty about fucking her son.
"Nobody's gotta know! Hell, I'll bet half the people around here are sleeping with one another-you know, mothers and sons and all that shit! But nobody's blowing the whistle! The fact is I've got the greatest mom ever, and nobody's gonna take her away!" He was holding her possessively.
Janet smiled, thinking of Matt and determined that she would still try to keep that relationship a secret from her son for a while. He was nipping her chin, kissing her lightly on the lips.
"We have to get up," Janet said after a while, noting that it was getting late. "Annie's coming home. I don't want her finding us like this."
Greig shrugged, trailing his fingers over her tits.
"She's smart enough. One day she's gonna figure it out," Greig said.
"Maybe so. But I don't want to face that today. It's been so lovely. Why spoil it?"
CHAPTER EIGHT
Annie furrowed her forehead, holding onto the kitchen sink and trying not to feel sick. She couldn't believe she'd seen what had transpired in front of her eyes. Standing there, peering out into the yard unnoticed, she had watched while Matt had put one arm around her mother's waist. Not only had she let him, but she had turned to him and kissed him. She had stood there on tiptoe as he pulled her body against him. And there in broad daylight her mother's ass was moving gently against him. It was a soft fucking movement, the hint of something much more intense.
Annie knew immediately that her mother and Matt were lovers. It was a revelation that practically blinded the girl as she stood there, feeling her knees grow weak. She had never thought of her mother as something sexual. "Oh God!"
She couldn't let her mother find her this way! God only knew what she would say or do. If only Greig were here, she thought he'd know what to do. But he was out again with his buddies looking for some kind of jacket for school.
Annie bit her lip again, feeling her eyes burn with tears. The sound of her mother's car starting up brought her back to reality. Janet was inside, backing from the drive while in front of her Matt was waving. Shopping! She had practically fucked a stranger in her backyard for all the neighborhood to see, and now she was going out shopping!
The car swung around, and then it was gone. Annie could hardly believe this was happening.
"Hey, been standing there long?"
Annie nearly jumped from her skin. Matt was standing there in front of the window, staring back at her, his big hands on his muscled hips. She covered her mouth with one hand and backed away, terrified of saying one word. Annie knew she should have acted cool and pretended she'd just arrived and was glancing out the window by chance.
But those thoughts didn't come to her. She looked as guilty as sin, her rounded eyes telling the whole story. Matt narrowed his glance, then shook his head and moved around. He was coming into the house! Annie stood there, wondering if she should run out the front door and hide.
"So, you were watching us, eh?" Matt asked, letting the screen door slam behind him softly.
He wasn't angry at all. He looked amused, his bushy eyebrows arched while his thick lips were curled up on either end in a broad smile.
"No, I-I just got here!" she exclaimed unconvincingly, feeling the room heave up around her.
"I don't think so. Well, I've got nothing to hide. Your mother's a very desirable woman. I'm probably just one of a lot of guys who's been-well-with her," Matt said, his smile growing.
"My mother's not a-"
"Whore?" Matt asked, finishing her sentence. "Of course not. She's just a woman, just the way you are. What's your name? I don't think your mother's ever mentioned it."
His eyes and voice were caressing her, relaxing her, exciting her.
"Annie! And I don't think it's right that you should be in here, not after what I saw!"
"So, you did see us! Little liar," he said playfully. "And now I've got to do something to make sure you don't lie again!"
"What are you talking about?" Annie asked breathlessly, stepping back and feeling threatened.
He stared at her, scratching his chin thoughtfully, then moving toward her. Annie felt her pulse explode while her cunt tingled warmly. She was pressing her ass up against the stove behind her, feeling the warmth of the oven against her flesh. Her shorts were tugged up against her cunt-crack while Matt came up to her, resting his hands on her shoulders. He was going to rape her! He was going to fuck her whether she wanted him to or not! "No!"
Annie twisted away from him, half-frightened at the feelings rushing through her. He was as handsome as sin. But she wasn't some piece of meat he could take when he wanted. She slipped from his grasp and rushed behind him, running into the dining room. "Ow!"
In her haste to get away, Annie stumbled over a chair, the leg catching her right ankle. She fell face-down onto the floor. She landed with a crash, breaking her fall with her palms. She felt her tits jiggling sexily against her blouse as she scrambled to her knees in an attempt to get up and continue running.
But Matt had taken advantage of her fall, racing up behind her and grabbing her around the waist. He hauled her off the floor, pressing her back and ass against his lower belly while he tightened his grip, locking his hands in front of her. Annie shouted, kicking behind her while her blonde hair splashed over her flushed face.
"No, no, you can't-you're going to rape me! I'll call for the police!" she screamed, trying to bite him.
But Matt only laughed, carrying her gently down the hall to her mother's bedroom.
"I don't know where your room is, but I'm pretty damned familiar with this place!"
Her mother's bedroom! She was going to be raped right on her mother's bed! The idea overwhelmed her as she still struggled against the big man holding her. He carried her in, wheeling her around and finally throwing her onto the bed.
Annie landed on her right side, bouncing on the firm mattress as she scrambled up toward the headboard. Matt was on her in a flash, his hands holding her flat against the bed while she struggled against his grip.
Fantastic images flashed in Annie's mind, pictures of Matt fucking her mother, of Matt pinning her to the bed while he drove his cock into her. She thought of her brother Greig and wished he were there to help her. Then she thought of Jack, of the way he'd held her, caressed her, touched her body, easing the fear that had numbed her mind.
Matt saw the sudden change as she slowed her twisting movements. Grunting with success, he began to kiss her on the throat, his hands smoothing over her tits, pushing the material against her stiffening nipples. Annie knew she should have been resisting. But doing something like that was getting more and more difficult. The girl let out a sigh, signaling her final defeat. She was so aware of him-his thick-muscled arms, his chest, his legs pinning her to the bed.
Annie closed her eyes, biting down hard on her lower lip. She was turning into such a bad, naughty girl! But she just couldn't ignore the feelings coursing through her veins and bubbling her blood.
"That's it, baby! That's the way your mom always winds up in my arms!" Matt gasped, flicking his tongue into her ear.
Annie groaned as she felt his fingers deftly opening her blouse. She felt his hand sliding down her body, onto her ass. This time Annie didn't fight him. She closed her eyes, feeling him squeeze her ass-cheeks slowly, firmly. Hot fuck-juice seeped from her cunt once again, wetting down her panties. It was all so familiar now.
"Bet you've got a hot little mouth! I know you've got a hot pussy!"
To emphasize his point, Matt reached down between her legs and gave her cunt a good healthy squeeze, working the nylon up between her pussylips and making the girl arch her spine while pushing her head into the pillow behind her. That tingling sensation between her legs was growing quickly.
Annie was in heat, her pert ass tensing against one cupping hand while her cunt shoved up against the other. Annie tightened her hands around Matt's neck, feeling him push into her harder. She knew what was going to happen. She could feel her flesh burning against his, especially when Matt pulled off her blouse, cupping one tit and licking his tongue over the stiff nipple. She loved the frictioning sexy drag of his mouth over the itchy nub. "Oh yeah, yeah!"
He drew in the nipple, biting down gently with his teeth while licking and lapping around the areola. It was more than the young teen could bear. Crying out, she curled her fingers and dug the nails in Matt's neck. She was humping back against him, rubbing her cunt up against the hard bulge she felt nudging her belly. Opening her eyes and looking up, she saw Matt staring down at her. There was a burning determination there Annie hadn't seen earlier. It made her blood bubble. It was meant for her.
"You want a fucking bad, don't you? Christ, you're a horny little lady!"
"Oh, please don't talk like that!" she moaned, trying to sound prim.
But her voice was so low and husky that it sent shivers down her spine. Annie felt her blouse pulling from her body while she twisted out of her skirt. She couldn't shed her clothes quickly enough for this man, she thought, looking up at his flushed, handsome face and realizing that she wanted his prick in her as much as she wanted oxygen in her lungs. With another cry, Annie locked her hands around his neck, pulling his face toward hers.
"Over the shy stage, huh? I'm glad of that," Matt said, sealing his lips to hers and driving his tongue down her throat while tugging off her panties with both hands.
Lying there, feeling his jeans pressing against her cunt, Annie wished he would take off his clothes soon and fuck her.
Matt sensed her urgency and pulled away from her mouth, sliding from the bed and pulling his T-shirt off quickly. Annie drew one hand over her mouth, feeling her head spinning as she saw his jeans opening, sliding down his thighs and gathering around his knees while his long, fat-headed cock bobbed out and pointed at her. It was so beautiful. But then again, all men's pricks were so beautiful, Annie thought.
She wanted to giggle, feeling her cunt heat spreading like a glowing dew through her groin, up to her tits, out to her fingers and toes. But fucking was a serious business. She blinked her eyes clear, watching as Matt stepped easily from his jeans, his cock swinging and swatting his hips as he moved.
"I think I'm gonna let you wet this sucker down a little before I stick it in you," Matt said thickly, stroking his cock with one hand.
"Wet?"
She knew what he meant. He wanted her to suck him off. Annie felt her jaw tremble as Matt climbed back into the king-sized bed, his knees sliding up to her until they were spread wide, pressed against her armpits. He was rubbing his cock back and forth against her nose, his balls dragging over her chin.
Annie felt paralyzed and shamed, afraid to make one move while Matt was dragging his cock over her face. When she felt him nudging her eyes with the double-lobed prickhead, the girl drew back, her heels digging into the firm mattress under her. Matt was laughing softly, watching her subtle discomfort as he pulled his prick back, letting the meaty cockhead rest on her lips. Annie trembled, feeling the incredible wet heat against her mouth. She had her eyes closed still, terribly aware of the prick pressure over her lips.
Matt was sliding his cock down a little to her chin, then moving it back up, angling it down as if he were about to shove it down her throat. Then he stopped, rubbing the cockhead over her nose, then her cheeks. She could feel something very warm and slimy wetting her flesh. Cum! He was oozing the stuff from the tiny slit at the cocktip. She shivered again, feeling one hand cupping her head while his cock angle changed.
"Open up, baby, open up and take it all the way!" Matt gasped.
Annie felt like a little girl. She opened her mouth quickly, feeling his prick slide easily over her teeth and down over her tongue. Her cheeks puffed out immediately while Matt grinned and let out a long sigh.
"That's the way, Annie! Come on, suck that cock, baby! Christ! Get that hot mouth around my cock and suck it down! Yeah, yeah, good head! That's called givin' good head, baby, and you're the tops!"
"Mmmmmffff!"
Annie's lips stretched tightly around his pounding cock, her tongue wriggling under his prickhead as she tasted more and more cum. He was bobbing her head for her, sliding it back, then pushing it forward all the way until her nose was rubbing against his belly. Opening her eyes at times, she saw his chest rise and fall with occasional shudders, his belly muscles tensing.
When she moved her tongue under his cockhead, Matt seemed to go crazy, his breathing going out of control while his fingers worked against her skull. He would jerk her head forward, holding his groin against her lips while his cock jumped around like crazy in her mouth. Annie liked that. She liked the idea of pleasing a man this way.
And Matt loved her mouth! He was caressing the sides of her head, watching her closely while drawing his cock out inch by inch. When the cockhead was the only thing resting on her lips, Matt reached down and cupped his balls, letting his finger graze back toward his ass-hole.
"Man, I could shoot my wad in you right now! Hot little mouth, hot little girl! But I've gotta taste that sweet pussy! Nice, sweet young pussy! Christ, just thinkin' about it makes me wanna blow down your throat!" Matt whispered.
Annie could understand why her mother had gone to bed with him. He was so experienced, so sure of himself. And the way his hands roamed over her, she could hardly breathe because of her rising excitement. Annie twisted her head back, letting the prick fall from her mouth. She was resting on the pillow once more while Matt pulled back his hands, trailing them over the curves of her body.
Annie was panting like a little bitch dog in heat. Her cunt was so hot it winked shut with each pulse that flashed through it. Matt licked his lips, drawing one hand down through her cunt-hair, letting one fingertip graze over her clit. It was like a thunderbolt! Annie let out a sharp little cry, her knees jerking apart while her belly tightened.
"Whew! When you're like that, you really want it bad! And man, that's the way you're gonna get it! Right from the start, baby, right from the start!"
Annie blinked at him, feeling his hands caress her and smooth over her thighs. He was thumbing her outer cunt lips, pulling them apart, stretching them itchily aside while exposing the dark rich cunt meat underneath. Annie writhed against his touch, bouncing her ass up and down, twisting it around in tight little circles as her tits jiggled against one another. Hoarse cries escaped from her throat while Matt slipped one finger into her cunthole, scratching the trembling wet flesh with his nail. Annie thought she would die. Her knees snapped together, trapping his hand between her thighs while she pushed her ass up off the bed and thrust it up. "Burn it out, baby!"
Matt shook the hair from his eyes, pulling his hand out and knocking her knees apart. In an instant, he was on top of her, his cock gouging up and down her slick cunt-crack, the cockhead finally burying itself between her inner and outer cunt lips while his balls dragged forward.
Annie's mouth opened to scream, but only a rush of air escaped from between her lips. Her eyes were wide, rounded, rolling in her head as he fucked his fat hunk of cock into her cunt. Her legs trembled in spasms, the tendons ridging her thighs while the girl thought she would piss on herself from the incredible excitement. She was having tiny hot flash-like climaxes, each one building on the other as Matt fucked his cock deeper into her winking fuck-hole.
Annie fucked up rapidly, her ass bouncing up and down while she tightened her arms and legs around Matt's humping body. She had no energy for growling or gasping now. All of her concentration was focused on her cunt, pinpointing around the pistoning rod of prick in her belly. The hard lump in her pussy moved.
Letting out another cry, she knew Matt's cock was ready to go off. All she had to do was wait for the first spurt, and then she would go off into a wild cum. She could feel Matt's cock thicken. Annie readied herself.
"Ahhhh-man, cummin'! Doin' it!"
"Oh yes, yes, cum, cum in me, cum hard!" Annie cried.
"Baby, baby!"
Annie let out another cry. A lava-like blast of jizz shot against her cunt walls while Matt thrashed above her, pushing the teen into the mattress. She gasped, blowing out the breath she'd held while her cunt walls spasmed. The first massive jolt of her climax shattered the girl completely. Her cunt grabbed greedily at the shooting cock. Annie heard herself screaming.
"Uhhhhh!"
The wild impact of her cum ripped out from her cunt, radiating to her nipples, her fingers, her knees. Her ass-hole and pussy caught fire while the shivering pulses from her fuck-hole seemed to draw the life from her. Annie sobbed, feeling the spurting cock spray her cunt again and again. She groaned happily, raking her fingernails over the big man's shoulders. Oh yes, yes, it was good, so very, very good having something like this happening to her. Fucking was delicious! And how delicious it was feeling her cunt milking more and more jizz from the big man's spewing balls.
When it was finally over, Matt pushed the hair from her face and kissed her gently, shaking his head.
"You were somethin' else! I'm gonna be com-in' here a lot in the future!"
"For who?"
"Well, maybe that's something you and your mother are going to have to work out," he said with a grin, nibbling at her chin.
Annie felt terribly, awfully wicked lying there in her mother's lover's arms, feeling his cock still jerking in her cum-slicked cunt. But how good it was at the same time. Matt was right. She and her mother would have to come to some sort of agreement. But that would be later. Right now she sighed happily, thinking only of the big man still in her and what more pleasure he would bring.
CHAPTER NINE
Janet traced her fingertips over the old pictures in the album. Those were good days. Annie and Greig were still growing up. They were a family. Life seemed normal, never able to change. She moved one finger over her son's handsome face in another shot of him standing at the beach wearing a tight-fitting swimsuit. She shouldn't be feeling these things about Greig! She just shouldn't!
Sucking in a deep breath, Janet closed the picture album with a snap, wishing she could somehow change the way things were. She was out of control. Her cunt was tingling even now, the full lips swelling, folding over one another while her body ached for the touch of her son. Putting down the large album, Janet ran her fingers along her black slacks, feeling the tremors start up again between her long, lithe legs. Greig was in his room, sleeping. He would be gone in a few days, back to school. Janet was struggling with that fact, but was glad that in one way temptation would be lifted from her home. "Annie?"
Janet felt a little lightheaded as she stood up from the sofa, almost tiptoeing from the living room into the darkened hall. It was a little past four in the afternoon. Her daughter had rushed in, babbled out something about meeting Kathy, and said that she would be back in time for dinner. Still Janet searched the downstairs of the house, calling out her daughter's name, her voice growing smaller and smaller as excitement seemed to tighten her throat.
She stopped in front of her son's room, her fingers resting lightly on the brass doorknob. Janet twisted it, then let go, drawing her hand quickly to her tits. It was as if she'd touched fire! No. She had to stop now. She couldn't go on this way, toying with her own son, satisfying her twisted needs. Then another voice spoke, pushing away her doubts, telling her she was a fool if she did nothing and walked away.
Janet placed her fingers firmly on the doorknob, twisting it and boldly pushing it open. There he was, lying quietly on his back, one arm draped over his face. Greig had pulled his shirt and socks off before crashing, and the top button of his jeans had popped open.
Janet closed the door behind her, feeling her breath catch as she glided over the thick blue carpeting and stopped at the side of her son's bed. She could hear him breathing regularly, softly, his chest rising and falling while an occasional snort broke the silence.
She curled her fingers, clenching and unclenching her fists, her eyes drifting down over his chest, the faint trail of hair along the center of his belly. She felt the whole mass of each of her tits aching with arousal. Janet was panting, panting like a bitch dog from excitement that was making her more and more irrational.
"Mom?"
He was awake. Janet drew back.
"I thought it was you standing there," he said sleepily, stretching his long arms over his head while yawning himself awake. "Something wrong?"
"No! Yes, I mean-well, yes," Janet said, confused as she stood there.
Greig smiled. He knew instantly what was on his mother's mind.
Stretching out one hand, he rubbed the backs of his fingers against her thighs, making Janet shiver at the touch. She knew what the outcome would be. Why delay it? Why pretend any longer? Crossing her arms, Janet gripped her yellow jersey, pulling it over her head, feeling the tight-fitting garment lifting her heavy tits only to let them flop down again as she drew it over her head.
"Mom...."
Janet squirmed from her black slacks, folding them neatly over a nearby chair, her cunt burning, her flesh on fire as she pulled back the top-sheet and slipped into bed with her son. Greig had loosened his jeans, pushing them down over her ass, kicking them from his ankles. His cock was semi-hard, something Janet was determined to fix.
Before Greig could do anything, she leaned forward, dropping her drooping tongue over the crown and licking around his mushroom-shaped cockhead. In a moment, Greig was cursing under his breath and drawing his curled fingers over the coverlet while letting his knees jerk up and flop down.
Janet was teasing him and loving every second of it. She flicked her tongue down against the tiny groove under his cockhead, her fingers reaching around his fat hot balls and cradling them gently.
"Suck it, Mom, suck that cock!" Greig groaned, his voice tight and strained.
The pit of her belly was melting, flowing down into her tightened pussy as she opened her mouth and sank down onto the rigid stalk. She could feel the veins brushing against her lips, tickling them while her tongue slathered along the cunt-splitter.
Janet stopped halfway, tightening her lips around his prick and sucking in so hard her cheeks caved in. Spittle frothed around her lips while she wagged her tongue around and around against his jerking cock. Greig hammered his palms against the mattress while swearing at his mother. He worked his firm ass over the bed, his fingers pushing through her long blonde hair as Janet sucked as hard as she could.
Her eyes swam as she released her oral grip with a squishy pop, sliding her mouth down a few more inches until she could feel his bloated, satiny cockhead brushing over her tonsils. She stopped again, tightening her mouth and sucking while letting her fingers graze lightly over her son's balls. She loved feeling his long, thick mass of prick down in her throat and the strength of his fingers twisting in her hair.
Greig was reaching down with one hand, twisting it around until she felt his fingers sliding over her cunt lips. The hand moved, squeezing her outer cunt lips together, rubbing the inner folds against her clit. Janet felt her lips slackening around his jerking cock as spasm after spasm drew the strength from her.
"Christ, Mom! That's fuckin' fantastic! God in heaven!" he whispered, rolling his head from left to right over the pillow.
Janet wanted to go on sucking, to feel her son's jizz spurting into her mouth. She would swallow it like a good little girl, letting the jizz coat her throat and belly while Greig fired spurt after squirt over her tongue.
But her son had other ideas-ideas that appealed to her as well. She felt his hands on her, pulling her up off his cock and pushing her down onto the bed as he threw one thigh over his mother's legs. She opened her mouth in a silent invitation for a kiss, one her son took eagerly. She felt his tongue sliding between her lips and slicking down her throat while his cockhead gouged sexily against the jagged wet crack of her pussy.
Wave after wave of desire racked through the woman as she twisted and writhed under Greig's body. He was licking down her throat, kissing her hard until every tooth in her head throbbed with lust. Greig licked his mother's nipples, nibbling at the nubs until he had her moaning for more. Janet was rutting shamelessly there on the bed, her thighs stretched apart, her cunt swollen open and slick with fuckjuice as she hugged her son's body with the insides of her knees. She wanted his prick.
"Ooooooh!"
It was ecstasy feeling his cock thrusting into her. Her wet cunt lips cushioned the hard-driving upward thrust while her ass pranced up off the bed. For a moment, Janet thought she would faint from the pleasure.
But the riot erupting through her nerves was too delicious for her to miss in unconsciousness.
She shook her ass, feeling the heavy muscles jump and dance under her son's guidance. The more Janet moved her thighs around, the better she could feel her son's cock churning around in her pussy.
The woman let out another cry, her throat growing tighter while her nipples throbbed and ached in sympathy with her clit. And Greig was reaching around, probing fingers in her ass-hole while fucking deeper into her cunt. Every inch of prick was matched by the finger up her ass, the combined double-fucking sending wild signals crashing up and down her spine.
Janet fucked back, wanting him to fuck her savagely, wanting her son to drill her to the bed while she gobbled up his cock. She thrust up and down, her body starting to glisten with sweat. Her heart was beating rapidly while her pulse roared through her head.
Greig drew out slowly, gently, twisting his prick up while her cunt shrank back together like the top of a drawstring purse. Janet babbled out in protest, clawing her nails over her son's neck as she tensed her big ass muscles and worked them up. She wanted more cock in her. She felt his fingers kneading deeply into her ass, one digit still wriggling around in her shitter.
Greig was almost all the way out, angling his cock up so part of it rubbed over the slick, rounded top of her red clit.
Janet could only make hoarse, strangled sounds, the aching itch throbbing through every cell of her body. She couldn't hunch up. Her spine ached from the broad curve while her thighs quivered with the pressure. Her muscles were rock-hard and bulging against her flesh while her son's cockhead barely remained in her cunt.
Greig was teasing her, driving her insane with the bare brush of his prick in her pussy. And just when Janet thought she would pass out from the tension, Greig fucked in all the way without warning, blasting into her cunt until his balls flattened against her crotch.
Janet let out a cry, her muscles going limp while her legs flew into the air. Shocks blasted through her body, her cunt spasming itchily along the full hard length of Greig's cock. Janet rubbed the balls of her feet against his calves, tightening her legs at times over her son's body so that at times he raised her up from the bed with his up-thrusts. The woman was close, so close she couldn't see past her son's face. The room swelled with his presence, pushing everything to one side. Janet was about to scream out his name when she felt the final spasms explode through her body, knocking the wind from her lungs.
"Ahhhhhh!"
Just as she came, the woman felt her son shove in a second finger, twisting the two around like a screwdriver until they were knuckle-deep in her ass-hole. At the same time, Janet could feel the jizz spattering against her cunt walls and Greig kissing her hard and groaning into her mouth. She whimpered, hammering her fists as hard as she could against her son's body as she came and came. Her hot pussy clenched at least three times for every spurt shooting from Greig's cockhead, milking the thick hunk dry greedily until there was hardly any spunk left in the young man's balls.
"Jesus Christ!" he exclaimed, rolling off his mother's body and wiping his sweat-dampened face on the pillow.
"I don't know what I'm going to do without you-I mean, while you're at school!" Janet whispered, caressing her son's face gently with one hand while her cunt slackened and cooled.
"There's always vacations-and guys like Matt," Greig said, his voice dropping.
"You don't have to worry, son," Janet said, drawing him up to her once more and sliding one hand around his broad shoulders. "You'll always be my love-really!"
She felt his tongue brushing over her lower lip. Yes, he would win out over every man, even over a young, handsome hunk like Matt.
CHAPTER TEN
Annie had lied! She felt she didn't have to tell her mother the exact truth, considering what her mother was doing, preaching to her about morality while fucking Matt's brains out!
Annie had called Jack and discovered that his parents were at a meeting at school. It was a stroke of luck! She had hung up the phone, her eyes glowing as she felt a tremor of shame cross her mind. Had she been too forward? Then she thought of her mother and felt the mist of guilt evaporate. Jack hadn't been offended by her call, nor had Matt when she phoned him and gave him Jack's address. She had nearly flown from the house, hardly able to speak as she thought of the two men about to meet one another for the first time. The rest made Annie speechless.
She ran, hardly feeling the pavement under her tennis shoes while her hair flew in her face. She was a wicked little thing! She grinned, wondering why on earth she had put off sex and fucking for so long.
"Oh!"
There they were-Jack standing, scratching his head a little confusedly while looking at Matt, then at Annie as she rushed up the walk.
"He says you called and-you called him, told him to meet you here!" Jack gasped.
Matt understood plainly. Jack was a little slower, still looking from one to the other until gradually what Annie had in mind dawned on him. Her eyes brightened as she rocked excitedly from her toes to her heels, her breath quickening. Yes, she would show her mother just who was better at this game.
"Come on in, I guess."
"She wants us both and she's gonna get it up both ends,"" Matt said, shaking Jack's hand.
They lost no time. Annie was afraid she would chicken out if she thought more about it. It had been so spontaneous, and she wanted to keep it that way. Jack was ahead of her, taking her slim hand in his, nearly pulling her up the stairs. Matt was touching her ass, sliding his fingers under the tight-fitting leg of her shorts and laughing when she tried moving her ass away.
"Here! My mom's not gonna be home for hours! You fuck her much?" Jack asked.
Matt only grinned back, pulling his sweater off and starting to slide his black boots from his feet. Annie couldn't undress quickly enough. Her fingers felt so icy they were numb. She wanted a stiff, hot cock up her cunt. And maybe Matt or Jack would fuck her mouth. She could suck real good. There was something she liked about having a man's cock in her mouth, fucking deep while his balls slapped against her chin. Annie felt her knees weakening as she rolled her pert, taut ass onto the bed, kicking off her panties.
"Yeah, Annie! You sure have learned a lot since I sucked your pussy."
"Man, she's got a sweet hot cunt, doesn't she? Burns up cocks with that thing!"
"She's so damned hot she's twistin' on the bed now!" Jack exclaimed.
Jack was first, taking her in his arms sideways, his fat cock pressing against her right thigh. He was kissing her ear and licking the curve of her neck while his breath panted against her shoulders. He was moving down, his mouth sealing over her swollen right nipple. He was biting down, increasing the pressure more and more while easing the pain with his flicking tongue.
Annie liked it and groaned for more as she rolled her full hips up against him and felt the rub of his cock. The girl whimpered, shivering as she felt Matt crawling in behind her and feeling up her ass. A terrible thought crossed her mind as she flung one hand over her shitter, covering her ass-hole. But his hands were separating her grip, easing her hands apart while his tongue darted over her spine.
Matt started at the top, tonguing all the little lumps while rubbing one finger back and forth against the wrinkled flesh of her ass-hole. Jack was working his way down in front, palming her belly, his thumbs sliding back and forth over her navel. Annie was on fire! And when the young man stuck his face in her tightly curled cunt-bush, she came unglued. She could feel his stroking tongue move up and down, darting into her cunt while her clit throbbed in a mind-blasting rhythm.
"Oh yes, yes, yes!" she cried, her head thrown back, her shoulders and ass shaking. "Suck me, suck me, hurry! Oh hurry!"
Annie thought she sounded terribly sophisticated as she took on her two lovers. And when Jack spread her lips, exposing her clit, Annie knew she was in for a treat. He buried his mouth in her dark-pink moist cunt folds, his tongue fucking in and out while the top of his nose rubbed back and forth over her clit.
Annie screamed with delight, feeling something very hard and hot slipping into her sweaty asscrack. She knew what it was, and she knew what Matt wanted. Tucking her ass away, the girl panted heatedly. She could hear the slick clicking of Jack's tongue in her cunthole while his tongue sloshed around.
Matt said something, then slipped down, his hands grabbing tightly onto her thighs. And then she felt a second tongue, this one poking against her ass-hole while two hands pulled her ass-cheeks apart. Only the thin band of flesh between her cunt and shitter separated the two wildly flicking tongues. Matt was eating out her ass-hole while Jack fucked her pussy with his mouth.
Annie quaked all over, her entire body a wrecked mass of taut nerves. The two hot mouths turned her insides to steam. Matt's scalding tongue pushed down into her shitter, wetting her ass-hole, squeezing forward as if it wanted to rub over Jack's. Annie jerked, flinging her ass up and pushing her cunt harder against her boyfriend's sucking mouth.
Gently, easily, she felt Jack's tongue pushing deeper into her seething, muscled cunt, brushing her clit and bringing her to a small climax. Annie could feel herself surrounded by heavy muscles, probing fingers and wet tongues. They were handling her lovingly, each man trying to excite her more than the other was.
Her clit throbbed as she teetered there on the peak of ecstasy. Her tits radiated out more warmth while her ass-hole itched and tingled from the rapidly flicking tongue. Annie bucked back, pushing her ass up against Matt's face.
Then a particularly powerful spasm in her cunt made the girl shove forward, pushing her cunt onto Jack's tongue and leaving it there while her pussy walls buckled in from the intense heat. And all the time fingers stroked her inner thighs and hands massaged her ass-cheeks. Annie thought she would never, ever want to rise from the bed.
"Oooooooh, suck me, suck me good!" she cried, her face red and pinched as her pulse pounded.
"Come on, you gotta take me, Annie! You gotta!" Jack gasped, pulling up from her cunt.
She could feel his cock hard and hot against her belly, the prickhead leaving a tiny trail of cum on her flesh. She said nothing, drawing closer to him as he braced his knees against hers and pushed in.
"Uh-huhhhhh!"
Annie cried out as he fucked in, his hands rising until the fingers were flailing at her tits. He thumbed her nipples until they were stiff little nubs. Jack was learning much, knowing just what buttons to push to make her a hard-rutting girl. She twisted up, tugging her ass away from Matt for just a moment as she settled on Jack's prick.
The young man behind her was back in a moment, biting the nape of her neck gently while hooking his fingers around her jutting hipbones. She felt his cockhead pushing up against her spitty ass-hole, the pressure increasing until Annie let out a little cry of pain.
"You're gonna take it, Annie! You're gonna get it at both ends! That's what you wanted when you called us together!" Matt cried as she tried wriggling from his grip. "You're gonna get it, split wide open by two cocks and lovin' every second of it!"
"No, that's not-ooooooh!"
He pushed up and in, fucking his cockhead past the tense rubbery ring of her shitter. Annie squawked, her eyes rounding, hot tears springing from them for a moment. There was pain, almost the type of pain she had experienced when her cherry had ripped. But then Matt was rubbing his fingers in a kind of massage around her ass-hole, stroking the stretched flesh until the pain eased away and her miiscles actually relaxed. Then he fucked hard into her. , Two cocks in her, both fucking at the same time, both driving her wild with delight! She could feel them moving in and out, sliding in and out of her body, filling her up, then withdrawing only to fill her once more. The boys were moving faster, their breathing growing more ragged as their cocks fucked her cunt and ass-hole up to another hard, hot climax. "Oh, hurry, hurry!"
Her voice was so tight, so urgent. Both young men stopped for a moment, their pricks jerking and throbbing against her fuck-holes. Suddenly Jack cried out something, his fingers pinching and twisting her nipples delightfully while his knees banged hard against Annie's.
"Man, oh man, oh man!"
He was crying out the exclamation again and again as his cum bubbled up thick and rich in his cock. Pressing in as hard as he could, he pulled down hard and threw one arm around the girl's shoulders. At the same time, he moved his mouth down onto hers, their tongues spearing at each other as their lips sucked together. Spit ran down their throats as they sucked and tongued each other.
Annie felt her throat start to throb in time with her clit and ass-hole. She heard Matt shouting something. He was going to shoot. She bucked back, her ass-hole clenching down greedily while Matt's cum burned up through his prick, wadded achingly in his cockhead for an instant, then spat out thick and hot into her shitter. With each bubbling load, he jabbed his tongue in her ear.
"Ohhhhh!"
The girl cried out, her cunt walls shaking and clutching while the throbbing grew stronger and harder between her legs. Jack's tongue shoved back into her throat as she dug her nails into his back. Matt slammed his crotch into her ass, pillowing out her ass-cheeks while his cock fucked deep into her shithole. He was cumming hard in her, filling up her belly and bowels with his jizz.
"Yessss!"
Annie was floating away, drifting above the clouds as the two men fucked and serviced her. Her mouth and ear were being sucked and tongued while both holes were filled with cocks and cum. With another sigh, Annie fell away from Jack, feeling as if she would surely turn to jelly if she kept fucking any longer. "Christ, Annie! You're unreal."
"Yeah, she sure is! Comes from an unreal family too!" Matt groaned, kissing her on the nape of her neck.
Annie teased, fearing he would say something about her mother. But not another word escaped from his lips. She was glad of that. She felt herself drifting, waves of satisfaction still lapping through her body. Yes, she was a woman now, mature enough to make her decisions, mature enough to make love as she saw fit. Oh, how good it would be from now on! How free she felt! Now she knew why her mother had done the things she'd done. Perhaps some time she would talk about it to her. That would be nice-and shocking to Janet, Annie thought with a smile as she drifted off to sleep, nestled between both men.
* * *
Janet let her son's softening cock slip from her lips, swallowing the last of Greig's cum. He lay back against the bed, his hands caressing her head as she licked down the length of his cock, tonguing his balls. How lovely it had all been! And it would continue, she decided. If not Greig, then Matt. She had been foolish to have denied herself the pleasure of fucking. Well, there were still more ahead of her. She would still be a good mother. But there were necessities. This, she thought as she looked down at her son's prick, was one of them.
