A young boy without a release for his raging sexual drive, and his mother, a divorcee, driven to the extremes of lust, are the subjects of this novel. Under the circumstances, we can understand how these two individuals are driven into each other's arms. Our society forbids sexual union between a mother and son, but sometimes it seems to be the most likely way for both to find satisfaction.
As you read this account of passions unleashed, try to put yourself into the characters' roles and then see if you can find fault. Although they sink deeper and deeper into wanton behavior, they, at least, get a taste of all those pleasures that so many of us miss.
So, what is normal? What are the rules we should live by? Is conformity to the average the goal, or should we seek our pleasures in extremes?
In Hot Night With Mom each reader must decide for himself what is the right path. So, take a trip into the nether world of sexuality, and find out what goes on behind the drawn shutters of our neighbors' lives.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Mary Ann rolled over in the bed and lay on her stomach, her eyes closed. Her woman's body was damp with the heat of the night and a hunger gnawed at her that she couldn't quite define. She listened to the soft breathing of her son in the next room.
She remembered a lot about Joey. The fourteen years that he had been a part of her life. She couldn't think of the boy without thinking of his father. Joey was so much like him. Ed had been large and strong and half tamed. She had never succeeded in taming the man completely. Finally, when Joey was ten, his father had reverted to his wild instincts and flown the coop. She hadn't seen him since.
She rolled onto her back, her gown sticking to her damp skin. Her eyes opened and she sighed. Sleep was hopeless. She lifted the hem of her gown and fanned the nylon up and down slowly, trying to circulate some air over her steaming body.
As the air wafted over her belly and legs, she was aware of the sticky wetness between her thighs. She thought back to how long it had been since she had had a man. It had been nearly two years.
Her hands stopped fanning her gown and she rolled it back up over her belly and looked down over her body in the soft moonlight. It wasn't a bad body for a woman of thirty, she decided. Her thighs were full and round and her belly was nearly flat, just a hint of a curve to its plane. No stretch marks. The thick bush of hair at the juncture of her thighs was shiny and a little matted in the dim light.
She sighed again and pushed herself up into a sitting position. She left her gown bunched around her waist. Her mind wandered of its own accord back to Ed and his lovemaking. She smiled as she thought of his big cock sticking out from the dark bush of hair at his crotch, his balls hanging large and full beneath it. A shiver ran through her and she felt the wetness between her thighs increase.
She looked down at her still-firm breasts. Her nipples were hard and making large bumps in the front of the nylon. They throbbed faintly, almost aching. She squeezed her thighs together, pressing the thick soft lips of her pussy together. They were slippery against each other.
She tried again to tear her thoughts from her husband and his virile lovemaking. Everything she tried to substitute in her mind quickly faded, to be replaced by the memory of his muscular body lying on hers, his hard cock pistoning slowly in and out of her hungry cunt.
A flush of heat was creeping through her, causing her to perspire a little more. Her nipples tingled against the gown. The nylon clung to the damp valley between the firm mounds of spongy flesh. She leaned her head back against the headboard of the bed and closed her eyes.
Her long slim fingers stroked her bare belly slowly as she remembered how Ed labored over her body, driving her slowly to a frenzy of lust. How he had placed himself, bringing her to a slow and violent climax. A throb ran through her breast and she realized that her fingers were rolling her nylon-clad nipples slowly between them. She paused for a moment, surprised that she was caressing herself. Her nipples began to ache again and she gave over to the desire of her flesh.
She slipped her hand under the deep V of the gown and shivered as her fingernails scraped the sensitive flesh of her nipple. It was erect and hard, protruding into her palm as she squeezed gently. Her legs parted slowly, her knees bending slightly. Her other hand slid down the front of her torso and touched the damp skin of her belly. It paused a moment as she caught the nipple between the thumb and forefinger of her other hand and she rolled it gently.
Her long fingernails scraped her belly as her hand continued slowly down across her belly. The soft curly locks of hair on her mound met her fingertips and she combed through it. Her full red lips were parted and her tongue flicked across them, wetting their dry surfaces. She remembered the sharp man taste of Ed's cock and how much she loved to take the plum-shaped head into her mouth and roll her tongue around it.
Her fingers reached the beginning of the slit between her thighs and she gasped softly as she probed the slippery crevice. Her juices were flowing and the soft lips were gooey with them. Her legs opened wider and her finger plowed down to the soggy, hot mouth of her cunt. Her finger plunged slowly to the knuckle in the molten hole.
Her other hand was squeezing and pinching her tender nipples, switching from one side to the other. The straps slipped from her shoulders and the large firm cones lay naked under her hand.
She sank deeper and deeper into a hazy state of lust and hunger. Her finger plunged in and out of her drooling cunt as she tried to imitate the action of Ed's cock. Her finger wasn't large enough and wasn't a good substitute. She whimpered and pulled the digit from her cunt. It glistened wetly in the moonlight. She stared at it disgustedly for a moment and then applied it to the hard little knob of her clit. Slow flashes of pleasure rolled up through her as her fingertip rolled the little love button wetly.
In a matter of seconds she felt the first rush of sensation and the flood of pleasure. She arched her back, lifting her ass slightly and trembled. Her climax slowed her finger, but didn't stop it. As the pleasure lessened a little and turned to a warm glow, her finger stirred the slippery juices between her pussy-lips.
She remembered the tangy taste of Ed's come as his cock bucked in her mouth and pumped stream after stream of the thick hot fluid down her throat. Her parched throat cried out for the quenching flood. Her legs were splayed to their widest, her two fingers working furiously over her slippery little knob. Her other hand fen from her nipple and her fingers held the lips of her pussy open. Strands of hair around it became darker and curled as her juices seeped from her convulsing cunt.
Before she realized it, she was wondering if Joey's cock was as large or as long as his father's. She tried to create a picture of his naked adolescent body and the thought sent waves of shivers through her straining body. She pictured his young smooth body with his father's large hard cock sticking out of his crotch. The racking waves of pleasure caught her by surprise as an even more intense climax ran through her tense muscles.
Mary Ann sagged back against the headboard.
Little trickles of perspiration ran down between the heaving mounds of her breasts. She sat motionless, savoring the pleasure that soaked through her body. It had been months since she had experienced a climax.
Gradually, her breath was regained and her dark eyes fluttered anti then opened. A realization was rising in the back of her mind. Something that she had known but never managed to admit to herself. She could not abstain from sex. Sex of some sort, even if it were just masturbation.
Along with the realization came another admission. Her celibacy of the previous months was not due solely to the clumsiness and rough manners of the men she had fucked since Ed had left. Part of the reason was her attempt to deny her sexual nature. For a long time she had wondered if she were oversexed or even a nympho.
She had been awakened sexually at the tender age of eleven. Her mind floated back to that night in the past. Even over the distance of the years, her mind focused instantly on the scene.
She had gotten up to go to the bathroom in the wee hours of the morning. She didn't even know if anyone was in the house besides her older brother Bobby. Her father had gone out early that night as he had nearly every Saturday night. Sometimes she heard him come in at night, tiptoeing to his room and then she would hear a woman's whisper through the wall. Mary Ann would lie in her bed and listen closely.
It was so seldom that the little girl heard a woman's voice in the house that it was a strange sound. Her mother had been dead so long that Mary Ann couldn't even remember her.
The night that was so vivid to her came back again. As she turned to go into the bathroom, she heard sounds. Sounds from the living room. She stood still, the floor cold on her small bare feet and listened. They were funny sounds. Hard breathing and soft moans. She strained to hear.
Curiosity finally won and she crept on her tiptoes to the end of the hall and peeked around the comer. For a moment her young mind was confused. She couldn't understand what was going on. The dim light of the lamp was enough to make out faces and bodies, but their position and action was strange to her.
A woman that she had never seen before was on her hands and knees in the middle of the floor. Her long hair hung down over her bare shoulders almost touching the floor. The only thing she had on was a pair of dark stockings and a garter belt. Mary Ann's father was on his knees behind her, naked, also. They were facing away from the girl so she couldn't see what was happening, but she guessed easily. Her father's hands gripped the woman's hips and his body was moving back and forth behind her.
Bobby, her sixteen-year-old brother, sat in a chair opposite the woman. He was naked, too. The woman's face was in the boy's lap and she had his cock in her mouth. Her head was bobbing up and down over it.
Mary Ann watched wide-eyed as the act continued, Her first reaction had been confusion. As she understood what was happening, she sensed .a new feeling creeping through her. Jealousy. The two most important people in the world to her were doing that with a stranger. She felt rejected, left out.
She watched. Their movements quickened and she could hear the woman's moans grow louder around Bobby's prick. Her father's body moved faster and faster, making wet slapping sounds against the woman's ass. Bobby was jerking and bouncing in the chair, his eyes clenched shut and his mouth was open.
Mary Ann heard Bobby groan and he seemed to shake from head to toe. Every muscle in his young body stood out. She looked down at the woman's face and saw her mouth and throat working, something white trickling from the corner of her lips. Her expression was one of intense pleasure.
Mary Ann's father wheezed and grunted. His head fell back and his belly slapped hard and loud against the woman's ass. He jerked several times.
Mary Ann could watch no more. She turned and ran back to her-bed. Bitter tears filled her little eyes as she lay in the dark, feeling lonely and left out.
The memory faded, and Mary Ann, the woman, sat in her bed, staring down at the damp hair between her legs. Her finger played idly in the damp curls, twisting them around. She looked at the clock. It was two-twenty, she was glad that it was Friday night and she didn't have to get up the following morning.
She stretched slowly, yawning uselessly. The straps of her gown were still off her shoulders and her breasts were still exposed. She caught a drop of perspiration in the valley between them and wiped it on the sheet. Her hair lay in wet curls across her forehead and her temples.
Feeling the urge to pee; she rolled off the bed and padded quietly across the hall to the bathroom. She left the light off and sat down in the semi-darkness. The hiss of her piss broke the silence for a few seconds and then she rose, dropping the gown around her knees. The toilet gurgled after she pushed the handle down. Stepping into the hall, she paused and looked toward Joey's room.
She moved to the door and looked in. She could make out his form, lying on top of the sheets. Her eyes slowly adjusted to the slightly darker room. She smiled as she saw the faint smile on the boy's face. He lay on his back, clad in jockey shorts. His adolescent body was smooth and muscular. Her eyes trailed slowly down it, studying the dim details.
She squinted against the dim light as she got to his shorts. There was a long bulge in the front of them, pointing up toward his flat belly. She couldn't believe that it was his cock. It was too long and thick in proportion to his body. Squeezing her eyelids together, she opened them and looked again. It still looked the same.
In the dimness, she strained to see. Casting restraint aside, she stepped into the room. She stood staring down at the long shape in the shorts. It looked even larger from that range. Her nipples were throbbing, she realized. Glancing quickly up to his face, she reassured herself that he was asleep.
Her palms were perspiring and the insides of her thighs felt drenched. As she shifted her weight, they felt slippery against each other. She licked her lips. She wiped her palm on her nylon-covered thigh. Her hand didn't drop back to her side. She reached out. Her hand shook slightly as it neared its goal.
Mary Ann heard her breathing for the first time.
It was a ragged rasp. Her mouth was dry and her lips parted. Her hand descended slowly. Her fingertips touched the soft cotton cloth of the jockey shorts and she felt the hardness beneath them. For several seconds, she didn't breathe. The heat of his cock soaked through his shorts and reached her fingers, she could feel the slight movement that his pulse stirred in it.
Her long red fingernails moved slowly, tracing the length of her son's cock, exploring the ridge around the head. He sighed and stirred and Mary Ann froze. She watched his face closely. His eyes were still shut and the faint smile remained.
Thumb on one side and forefinger on the other side of the long bulge; she stroked slowly and softly. It pulsed against her fingertips. She could feel it swelling slightly. Something trickled slowly down the inside of her thighs and she squeezed them together, sending a small wave of pleasure through her as the lips of her pussy pressed around her clit.
Her hand was moving a tiny bit faster and she was concentrating her caresses around the bullet-shaped head. Joey's chest was rising and falling a little faster and his hips flexed slightly with each stroke.
Mary Ann stopped and looked down at the boy and then at her hand. She withdrew it reluctantly and sighed softly. She leaned over and kissed his cheek, lightly, then left the room.
She stopped inside her bedroom and stared at her bed. It held no invitation. She turned and went to the kitchen, hoping that a snack would take her mind off thoughts of sex and pleasure. A thrown-together sandwich was the result of her hurried search and she sat down at the table to eat it. The first bite took forever to chew.
Her mind wandered back over the years again to another night when the moon was bright and the air was warm. .
It was several days after she had seen her brother and her father and the woman in the living room.
She hadn't said anything to either of them about it, and she had carried the confusion and hurt around inside her. She was lying on her bed, the sheet kicked down, her head propped up on her pillow, staring out the bedroom window. The moon was bright and made everything look silver-coated. Her cotton gown was already pulled up above her cotton panties due to the heat. She heard her brother come out of the bathroom and was aware that he was standing in the hall.
She turned her head and saw him standing there with a towel wrapped around his waist, looking at her. She was sure that he was looking at her panties. She stuck her tongue out at him, good-naturedly.
He smiled and stepped inside the room. "Can't sleep?" he asked.
She shook her head and looked back out the window. He came the rest of the way to the bed and sat 'down on the edge.
"Something wrong?" He was speaking softly although they were in the house alone. Their father was out for the evening.
"No. Just hot." She didn't look at him as she replied. .
"Yeah. I know."
She felt his weight shift as if he were rising, and she looked at him quickly, a strange look in her eye. He paused and eased back down. "Want to talk?"
"I guess." She looked away and watched her finger tracing patterns on her bare thigh.
"So?"
"Do you love me, Bobby?" Her eyes were big and soft as she looked at his face.
"You know I do!" He smiled at her.
"I love you, too," she said almost in a whisper. There was something strange in her voice. His smile vanished as he studied her face for some clue.
"Bobby?" Her voice was even softer. "Yeah?"
"Can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"Tell me about sex."
The boy swallowed hard and stared at her.
"Hey, that's something you'll have to ask Dad or Aunt Kay about."
"Daddy and I can't talk like you and I can, and you know what Aunt Kay would say. She'd have a fit." Her hand left her leg and rested on his arm. She liked the feel of his hard muscles.
"I don't think it's right for me to tell you about it. I'm your brother." He looked at her hand on his arm and shifted uncomfortably.
"What's the matter? Don't you know anything about it?" Her face was impish and her eyes teased him.
"Sure I do!"
"So tell me." She suddenly was serious again. "like what?"
"Oh, I know about babies and what makes them. I wanted to know if it was fun or what." She rolled on her side, propping her head on her hand. Her knees scraped his back, touching his butt.
He shrugged and looked a little embarrassed.
"Yeah, it's fun."
"Does it feel good?" She was eager, her eyes wide.
"Yeah. Pretty good." He was getting more uncomfortable with every question.
"How good?"
He started to turn away and get up. Her small hand grabbed his leg and pulled him back around.
"How good?" she repeated.
He looked down at her hand on his leg and then up to her face. He squinted a little like he was trying to look harder at her like she was a different person.
"Better than anything else I have ever felt." His voice had less strain in it, but he wasn't relaxed.
"How about for the girl?" Her little fingers flexed on his thigh muscle
"It can be just as good for her."
A movement caught Mary Ann's eye. Something moved under his towel where it lay on his lap. She knew what it was and that thought made her all warm and tingly.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, you know, uh-no, I guess you don't." He shrugged and fumbled for words. "Well, if the guy takes his time and tries to make it good for her. H Mary Ann looked up at him for a moment and then she nodded. Her eyes dropped to his lap again and there was a lump-there.
"Do you ever ... play with yourself?" She had spoken so softly that Bobby wasn't sure he had heard her.
"What?"
"Do you ever play with your thing?" Her voice was louder and braver. "
"Where did you ever get an idea like that?" His voice rose and the expression on his face was both shock and guilt.
"I saw Billy Clark doing it one day in his garage." She shrugged nonchalantly. "I just wondered if you did it, too."
He started to lie, but his face showed it and he knew she would know that he was lying, "Yeah. I have." He looked away.
"Do you still do it sometimes?"
"Sometimes. Boy, you sure are nosey."
"I've played with myself, too," she said as if to make him feel better.
He turned and looked shocked. "Really?"
"Really."
"But you're just a little girl." He knew he had said the wrong thing before the words were out of his mouth.
"I am not! I've even got hair!" Hurt and-anger flashed in her dark eyes and she started to rise.
"Bullshit!"
"No bullshit!" Fire and sparks lit her eyes.
Before he knew what had happened, she pulled the front of her cotton panties down with her thumb. "Look!"
Bobby looked and a funny expression swept over his face. He stared longer than necessary.
Mary Ann stole a glance at his lap and the lump looked like a tent. Suddenly, she felt all hot and itchy down there where he was staring.
She slid the panties back up, slowly. His eyes pulled away and looked at her face. He swallowed hard and for a moment they looked at each other without a sound, each reading the other's thoughts.
"Have you got any hair?" she asked. "Sure. Lots of it."
"Show me." It wasn't a demand and yet her voice insisted."
Bobby looked at his sister, nervously chewing his lip.
CHAPTER TWO
"Are you crazy!"
"No. I showed you my hair. Now, it's your turn."
"I didn't ask you to show me yours. Besides, you only got a couple."
"I suppose you've got more."
"Lot more. Your pussy is near naked compared to the hair I got."
Mary Ann scooted up to a sitting position and grinned at him. "Prove it."
Her eyes dropped to the tent in his towel. The itch inside her panties was getting unbearable. She felt so hot that her cheeks burned.
"No."
"Chicken."
"I am not. I just don't have to," Bobby exclaimed.
"You're afraid to." She hit the mark. He flinched at her accusation.
Mary Ann glared at him haughtily.
"All right. I'll show you," he said quietly.
His hand picked up the edge of the towel and lifted it. Mary Ann's eyes widened in expectation and then even wider when the dark purple head and white shaft of his cock were suddenly exposed. She sucked her breath in sharply and squirmed. She was suddenly all damp and hot between her legs.
"It's beautiful!" she whispered. He started to lower the towel and she caught his hand. "No! Wait!"
"What'cha staring at so hard?" His voice was a little hoarse.
"I never saw one-so close. It's standing up so straight and hard. Is that a hard-on?" Her eyes flicked up to his briefly.
"Yeah," he confessed softly. "
"Did I make it get that way?" Her voice was getting husky and strained.
"No. Of course not."
Mary Ann looked into his eyes and smiled. "I think I did, and you know what?" "
"What?"
"It makes me feel all warm and tingly seeing it like that." Her eyes went back to his lap. "Can I touch it?"
"Huh?"
"I said can I touch it." Her hand was in motion.
Before he could answer, her little fingers brushed the sensitive flesh of his prick and the boy gasped in shock.
"Did it hurt?" She jerked her hand back an inch. "N-no."
"Oooooooh, it's moving with your heart beat."
She touched it again, running her fingers down the side. "It's so hot!"
Bobby's soft groan made her look to his face.
His eyes were slits and he was breathing faster.
"Touch mine." The request was a mere whisper. His eyes opened and he looked down.
Mary Ann opened her legs. Her fingers ran all over his cock, exploring its surface. His hand moved slowly, and she watched it slide across her leg and up her thigh. His fingers brushed the cotton crotch and a wave of heat shot through her;
"Ooooooh, Bobby!" she moaned.
He pushed the cloth into the crevice between the firm fleshy lips and rubbed gently. Mary Ann shivered with the sensations that were throbbing through her young body.
"Oh, Bobby! It feels so much better when you do it!" Her voice was a hoarse rasp.
"Put your fingers around my cock and move them up and down like that:' he instructed.
"Is that what you call it?" Her eyes opened a little and she looked down at the column of flesh.
"Um-hm, Yeah, like that!" He twisted a little to give her better access.
Mary Ann slumped a little, opening her legs wider. Her free fingers came up and pulled the crotch of her panties aside.
"It's only fair that you get to touch mine too." Bobby looked at the almost bare, white lips of her pussy, then touched it lightly. The girl shuddered and pulled the panties farther aside. His finger dipped into the fold and found it damp and slippery.
"Oh, yess!" the girl hissed as he stroked her little button. "Oh! Oh!" Suddenly, she was trembling and jerking.
"Did you come, already?" he asked.
"Um-hm, but don't stop." Her fingers tugged and caressed his cock as his fingers stirred her slit to another climax.
"Faster! Faster!" he gasped as she came the third time.
Mary Ann opened her eyes and watched him.
His eyes were clamped shut and his mouth hung open just like the night that she had seen him in the living room. She moved her hand faster and watched his cock. It seemed to swell even more and then he groaned and jerked. His cock jerked in her small hand and white fluid spurted from the tiny slit in the end. It splashed on her hand and arm and she gasped when she felt how hot it was.
With each spurt, Bobby jerked and groaned.
Finally, a little dribbled out and he fell back onto the bed, panting. His cock slid from the girl's hand. Pulling her hand back, she studied the thick white fluid. A strange, not unpleasant odor reached her nostrils.
"Mom?" A familiar voice snatched Mary Ann's mind back to the present. She blinked her eyes and looked toward the door. Joey stood there looking at her in the semi-darkness. He wore only his jockey shorts.
"You all right, Mom?" He stepped to her and put his hand on her shoulder.
"Just fine. Why?"
"I went to the bathroom and coming back I looked in your bed and when you weren't there, I came looking for you. I spoke to you three times. n "I'm sorry. I was deep in thought:' She smiled up at him, suddenly aware of how close he was.
"Thinking about Dad again?" His hand was on her hair and he stroked it. Just like Ed had done so many times.
Mary Ann felt weakness creep into her bones.
"No. About when I was ,a little girl and your Uncle Bobby."
"Couldn't you sleep?" He was beginning to feel a little awkward standing there in his underwear.
"No. Too hot. Good thing tomorrow is Saturday. I'd hate to have to go to work on no sleep." Her arm slipped around his waist. His back felt so smooth and muscular.
"Yeah." His discomfort was beginning to show. "It just struck me how much you look like Bobby when he was your age." Her eyes studied the boy's face.
Letting her forehead drop against his hard belly, she was silent for a moment. Her eyes focused on the bulge in the front of his shorts. It was smaller than earlier when she had been in his room, but it was having no less of an effect.
"Has it been hard on you, having no father?"
His belly was flexing slowly with his breathing as she spoke.
"I guess a little but I've got you." His other hand touched her hair.
Mary Ann squeezed his waist in response and let out her breath in a sharp sigh. He flinched as her warm breath wafted across his crotch. She saw the bulge of his cock pulse and she was sure that it was growing.
His belly seemed to burn against her forehead.
Some sort of electricity was flowing between them at the point of contact. Her arm gripped tighter. Her eyes focused on his cotton-concealed cock and it pulsed again. Every time she looked down at that bulge and thought about it for a moment, it pulsed and seemed to grow a little.
"Morn?" His voice was raspy like he needed to clear his throat. "What were you thinking. about?"
Without looking up at his face, she smiled and traced a circle on his flat belly with her finger nail. His stomach muscles flexed. "About how much I love you."
"Hey, that's funny."
Mary Ann pulled her head back and looked up at him. "What?" "
"That was the same thing I was thinking." His-smile was broad, showing his white even teeth.
Returning his smile, she hugged him again and pressed her cheek to the warm skin of his belly.
"Still not sleepy?" he asked; .
She could hear his heart beat as she shook her head against him. Are you uncomfortable?" Her breath moved the fine light hair on his belly as she spoke.
"A little."
"Want to go back to bed?" She held her breath, waiting for his answer.
"I'd rather cuddle with you and talk."
His reply pleased her. An idea flashed into her head. An idea that made her shiver slightly.
"You can't be cold," he chided.
"No. Just a love shiver. Would you like to lie on the bed with me and talk." She heard his heartbeat quicken. "That is unless you think you are too big to sleep with your old mother."
He inhaled deeply and chuckled nervously. "I'm not too big and you're not too old."
Impulsively, she kissed his belly and carne to her feet smiling. "Come on then, Mother's little Boy, and let's go." .
Mary Ann was almost giddy as she led him through the house to her bedroom. She crawled onto the bed and fluffed a pillow up and leaned back on it. He seemed a little hesitant. She patted the bed beside her and waited. Finally, he lowered himself onto the bed beside her and leaned back on the other pillow.
"Now, what do we talk about?" Her hand found his and their fingers entwined.
"I don't know. Whatever you want?"
"Well, tell you what, we don't have to talk. We can just lie here and enjoy each other's company and if something comes to mind. we can talk. Okay?"
"Okay."
Mary Ann squeezed his hand and leaned her head back against the pillow and looked through the window. The crickets and Joey's breathing were the only sounds.
As she thought and listened. she noticed Joey's breathing becoming slower and more even. She looked and found his eyes closed. Slipping her hand out of his, she reached around him and pulled him to her. His eyes opened' for a moment and he smiled sleepily. , "Shhhh," Mary Ann commanded. His arm slid across her nylon-covered belly as she cuddled him to her. His cheek rested on the swell of her breast.
Her arm curved around his back, her hand resting on his hip. His warm breath played across her breast, stirring her' gown slightly. She stroked his hair lovingly with her other hand and then let it slide down onto his arm.
He slipped off into sleep and she listened and remembered. He stirred once or twice, his cock pressing against her hip. It felt like a brand against the swell of her flesh, only two layers of cloth away.
She felt her nipples hardening and the dampness forming once again between her thighs. Her little love button began to throb and she almost groaned. Hunger seemed to grate at every nerve.
She tried to force her mind elsewhere and almost succeeded. Then she felt the heat and the growing firmness of Joey's cock against her thigh. Her mind groaned. He was getting a hard-on.
It swelled and pulsed against her until she was biting her lower lip to contain herself. Her pussy was oozing her juices and her clit literally ached. Joey sighed in his sleep, shifting. His arm moved and suddenly his hand rested on her belly, his palm inches away from her damp pussy.
She studied his face. She was sure he was asleep.
For long minutes she was totally still, barely breathing, afraid that he would move away and equally afraid that his hand would slide down onto her throbbing core.
His cock throbbed and burned against her hip.
Then he started to move his hips, very slightly. His-cock rubbed up and down against her. Mary Ann knew that at any second she would lose control and either scream or rip his shorts off and plunge his cock in her cunt or her mouth.
That thought crossed her mind and she felt the tension snap like a taut piano string and she jerked as she came. A small one it was but none the less she had climaxed from a mere thought. The pleasure ebbed through her and she managed to remain still until it began to fade.
The boy's hips were still hunching, rubbing the underside of his swollen cock against her thigh. She listened to his breathing and gauged his passion by it. She wondered what he was dreaming. What fantasy was pouring through his young mind to cause the reaction.
Her arm tightened around him. Her hand slipped off his hip and cupped his hard buttocks. They flexed against her palm as he dry fucked, The rhythm of his hips and his ragged breathing told her that his dream would have to end or soon he would come m his shorts.
He didn't stop. Mary Ann held her breath and cuddled the boy closer. A shudder ran through him and she felt his cock throb against her. A grunt escaped his lips and then another. She felt his swollen cock pumping and she knew. Her teeth clamped down on her lower lip and she didn't breathe for several seconds. His hand left her belly and slid around her waist. He hugged her as the final shudder rattled his body.
"Oh, Mom!" he rasped,
CHAPTER THREE
For a long second, Mary Ann was afraid to look at her son's face. She was afraid that he was awake, that he had only been feigning sleep. Yet, the fact that he had said what he had as he was coming sent a strange and dark pleasure through her.
Moving her head very slowly, she looked at his face for several minutes. Convinced that he. was asleep, she relaxed a little. She looked at his face lovingly and smiled. She wondered just what he had been dreaming.
Another problem presented itself. A warm dampness was seeping through her gown and wetting her hip. His come was soaking through his shorts and her gown. A new fire of lust began to smolder between her thighs as she lay very still and felt the warm fluid on her thigh. Her mouth began to water and she swallowed the sudden lump in her throat.
The damp spot burned like a brand against her hip. Her body throbbed and her mind focused on it. The dark desires rose once more from deep within her mind. She could hardly lie still. Her whole being seemed to converge on that one spot.
Mary Ann felt the war between her mind and her body reaching a crucial point. Fearing the outcome, she sought other measures to resolve the turmoil. Her hand slid across Joey's arm and her fingertips pressed her gown down between her damp thighs. Pressing the nylon between the burning lips of her pussy, she found her throbbing clit, rolling it under her finger. Waves of pleasure washed through her aching body as she rubbed and teased the little knob.
Joey shifted his crotch against her. Mary Ann looked down at his sleeping face and continued to work herself to a climax. The gown was wet and slippery where she pressed it into her pussy. Coals of lust burned bright red, deep inside her cunt. The walls of her cunt' spasmed and contracted as She neared the exploding point.
Her hips flexed slightly, her thighs opening a little. Her eyes were glazed with passion. She strained to reach the bursting point without waking Joey. The rust rippling tremors began in her crotch and she could almost feel the rust flood of pleasure.
Joey rolled onto his back, pulling his arm from her waist. "Unnnnn," he groaned and Mary Ann froze. His eyes flickered and he looked at her.
She closed her thighs and left her hand resting on her belly. She fought to control her breathing .. He looked at her for a second or two, hi; eyes trying to focus.
"You all right?" His question was a sleepy mumble.
He licked his lips and rolled to a sitting position.
"Got to go to the bathroom." His words were muffled and Mary Ann knew that he was embarrassed. She watched him amble toward the door. Her body was screaming silently for release.
She could hear him moving around in the bathroom and then his bedroom. She heard his bed creak. Relieved, yet disappointed, she realized that he was returning to his bed. Afraid to get up and go tuck him in, she lay very still and let her fantasies flourish.
She was drifting back to her childhood again.
Back to the warm summer nights and her brother and her education.
She and Bobby had kept their secret well. For nearly two months they had spent the nights that their father was out in her bed exploring sex together.
Mary Ann's naked little body lay in the middle of the bed. Bobby paused to look down at it, the bare lips of her little pussy and the small bumps of her developing breasts. He licked his lips and smiled.
"Hurry up!" the girl insisted. Her small hands rubbed the mound at the juncture of her thighs. "I've been so horny the last couple of days that I almost came to your room once."
"You'd get us both killed if Dad caught us." He dropped his jeans and skinned out of his shorts. His cock bobbed stiffly.
"I know. That's why I just jacked off." Her eyes gleamed as she watched his cock and waited anxiously.
Bobby crawled in beside her and turned on his side, propping his head in his hand. Her small fingers fluttered over his cock lovingly.
"Mmmmm, I love your cock so much," she whispered.
He grinned at her self-consciously. His finger found the tiny hard nipple and rolled it gently between his thumb and finger. Her fingers stroked the shaft and head of his cock and explored the soft sack beneath it.
"Oh, Bobby, can I kiss it?" The question surprised her almost as much as it did him.
"Huh?" His whole body tightened as her words soaked in.
Ignoring his question, she pushed him onto his back and scrambled to her hands and knees. Both of them held their breath. Until then, their sex experimentation had been limited to jacking each other off and rubbing his cock against her pussy. They knew that what was about to happen would change the seemingly innocent play to something new and serious.
Mary Ann held his throbbing member in her hands and stared at it. Her whole body trembled and throbbed as she lowered her head to it. Bobby raised his head and watched transfixed as her small pink lips touched the dark head. A shiver ran through him as he felt the warm soft kiss.
"Mmmmm!" the girl hummed and her small pink tongue snaked out and laved the tender flesh. Bobby jerked and moaned.
The strange. tantalizing odor of his flesh filled her nostrils. Mysterious new desires surged up inside her young-body and her mind faded into a blue haze of passion. Crouched over him her small body trembled with excitement. Her small fingers clutched the throbbing column of flesh, massaging it with short strokes.
"It tastes so good!" Her voice was low and husky. Her eyes and mind were centered on his gorged cock.
"Mary Ann," Passion and lust choked off his words.
"Mmmmm." Her small mouth stretched and the plum-shaped head disappeared.
Bobby clenched his eyes shut and gritted his teeth against the racking sensation. Her mouth squeezed hot and wet around the tender head and her hot tongue twirled around it, exploring the ridge and the tiny slit .
"Mary Ann!" he gasped. "If ... if you don't stop, I'm going to come!"
Her mouth slid slowly away from his throbbing cock and she smiled up at him with a strange, twisted smile. "Please do!" Her mouth dropped back to his cock and enveloped it with increased passion. She sucked hungrily at the knob, her mouth anticipating the spurting release.
Bobby's head fell back on the bed and he moaned as his lust rose to a fever pitch. His hips lifted with each pull of her mouth. Her head bobbed faster and faster as her own passion rose and her small cunt began to throb and boil with lust. Her nostrils flared, her hot breath playing over his naked belly.
Bobby cried out, the cry dying into a gurgle. His body arched and stiffened. His hands clutched at her head. For a moment, she didn't know what was happening and then her mouth was suddenly full of thick hot fluid. A muffled moan jumped from her throat and she gulped quickly. Her virgin pussy convulsed and she shivered as her own climax crashed in on her.
His cock emptied and he pushed her suctioning mouth away from it and lay gasping for breath. Mary Ann collapsed beside him, her come-smeared lips open, her tits rising and falling quickly.
"Oh, Bobby! It tasted SO good!" She looked up at him with wild eyes. "I didn't want to stop!"
"Felt great!"
They wheezed and panted until their breath was regained, and then Mary Ann sat up and looked at her brother. Her mouth was still shiny with his juices.
"It makes me jealous!" She. pretended to pout. "What?"
"Y our cock. I wish I had one." Her voice sounded serious, but her eyes teased him.
"Why?"
"So it could shoot like yours and feel that good. I feel kind of cheated. I don't have anything that you can suck on to make me feel that good." She rested her chin on her hand. She sat cross-legged, her bare little pussy glistening at him.
Her brother smiled and sat up. "I don't know about that. I could use my tongue instead of my finger on your little button."
"Oooh!" Mary Ann shivered with the thought. "Would you? Please!"
Her eyes were large and round, her lip caught between her teeth as she looked at him. He smiled at her and reached for her hard little nipple, pinching it.
"Lay down and let's see what happens."
The girl fell backwards and opened her legs as wide as she could. Propped on her elbows, she watched him, trembling with expectation.
Bobby lay on his stomach, between her open legs. She heard herself gasp as his breath tickled her sensitive pussy lips. He kissed the inside of her small thigh and she jerked. His lips moved nearer and nearer. Her little cunt spasmed and her clit throbbed. He kissed the pouting, fleshy lips and Mary Ann flinched.
The boy tasted her sweet pussy and his timidness and inhibitions left him. His tongue sliced up between the hot lips, flicking across the small opening and then up over the tiny love button, and the girl arched her back and gurgled. His mouth and tongue made soft wet sounds as he licked and teased her pulsing little pussy.
"Oh! Bobby! Soooo good!" She bounced and twisted under his tongue.
His inexperience gave way to his lust and he worked passionately between her slim thighs. His hands slipped under her and cupped her small tight ass, lifting her pussy to his flicking tongue.
"Bobby! Bobby! Oh! Oh!" Her hips thrust with each word. Bombs of pleasure burst in her body. "Don't stop! Do it! Oh! Oh! Bobbeeee! Aaaaaggg-nnn!"
Her little body strained upward and began to shudder. The muscles in her legs and neck stood out as she arched and strained. Climax hit her young body like a hurricane. She jerked and bounced, her small fingers clawing at his head as if in an attempt to pull his head inside her cunt.
Suddenly, his mouth left her pussy. Through the slits of her eyes she saw him scrambling onto his knees between her legs. Confusion mixed with her passion. Then she saw his hand stroke his swollen cock two or three times. He stiffened and thrust his hips forward, pointing his cock at her still convulsing pussy.
Streams of hot come' splashed against the trembling lips and oozed into her slit. She shuddered and jerked. Suddenly, she was climaxing again.
The pleasure began to ebb away. Bobby lay on his side, panting, still clutching his' cock. Mary Ann looked down at the slippery fluid that covered her pussy and smiled dreamily. Her fingers dipped into her slit and smeared the warm come over her belly, her legs trembling as she relished the sensation.
Mary Ann's mind floated back to the present and she discovered that her fingers were working , between her fleshy lips again. Her hand glistened with her pussy juices and her body throbbed with lust and passion. Her mind seemed to be ruled with one obsession-cock. She wanted a cock worse than she could ever remember. Her cunt convulsed and oozed with the thought.
She lay as still as possible, her mind recreating the sensation of a pulsing, gorged cock filling her cunt. The pushing, filling feeling as it penetrated the slippery walls of her cunt. The slight tug and slight panic as it withdrew.
She was so hungry for the sensation that she was almost ready to go to Joey's room. She rolled on her side and squeezed her thighs together, trying to drive the burning hunger' from her pussy and her mind. Lust and desire couldn't be wiped away so easily. Her eyes fell on her dresser.
Rolling off the bed, she crossed to the dresser and picked up her hairbrush. Holding it by the bristles, she looked at the handle. It was round and long, the end tapered. Desperation had taken control. She pushed the bedroom door closed and crawled back on the bed. Sitting in a slumped position, she pulled her gown up and opened her legs. For a moment she hesitated, her hand clutching the brush.
She chewed her lips and lowered the tapered plastic to her pussy. The end pressed between her slippery lips and probed the mouth of her cunt. It was hard and cold, nothing like the cock that she needed, but she was desperate enough to try anything. She pushed and it sank slowly into her cunt, spreading the walls as it pushed in.
Mary Ann stared at the disappearing brush handle and licked her dry lips. It wasn't a cock, but it filled the void. The end touched something inside her and she whimpered again. A bristle touched her clit and sent a shock wave of sensation through her. Both hands gripping the bristle of the brush, she eased it out and with a jerk of her hips, plunged it into herself again.
Bending her knees and pulling her feet up, her legs splayed into a wide V. Her hands worked the hairbrush in and out of her clutching cunt, Her eyes clenched tight and she began to whimper and moan with each probe of the hard plastic.
"Fuck! Fuck! Oh, fuck melee!"
The brush handle was churning her juices to a froth as she plunged it in and out. Her hips jerked and her body strained as if she were trying to force the explosion of pleasure. Her hand bumped the top of the crevice with each thrust, massaging her pulsing love button.
Like a boiler building a head of steam, the tension grew and swelled inside her until she was sure that she would scream for release. The plastic handle pounded in and out of her tender cunt, slurping wet sounds punctuating each thrust. Then it came. The bubble of tension burst and she shook from head to toe. Her hands stopped and her cunt walls convulsed around the plastic.
Whimpering and gasping for breath, she slid the handle out of her pussy and let it fall from her fingers. As her senses slowly returned to normal, she stared at the hair brush with a quiver of revulsion.
She chastised herself, unsure if she was even sane any more. She wondered if she was becoming an animal of lust, unable to control herself. Dark thoughts and urges were still drifting around her mind.
She glanced at the bedside clock. It was ten after four. "Will this night never end?'" Her whisper was a raspy echo in the darkness.
Shakily, she rolled off the bed and picked up the brush. The handle gleamed with the frothy juices from her cunt. She hesitated and then lifted it to her nose. The sharp odor of her cunt filled her nostrils. A surge of heat flashed through her. Before she realized what she was doing, her mouth opened and she licked the slippery fluid from the plastic. Her blood warmed and she squeezed her thighs together.
The brush handle slipped into her mouth and she sucked it noisily. She tried to remember how many times she had slipped a cock into her mouth after it had fucked her and how much she had always savored the taste of her own pussy mixed with come.
Laying the brush on the dresser as she passed it, she stepped into the hall and crossed to the bathroom, afraid to look toward Joey's room. She sat on the toilet and relieved the pressure.
It was just too hot. She stripped her gown off and lifted the lid on the clothes hamper. She paused. There on top was the pair of shorts that Joey had been wearing earlier. Her hand trembled as she picked them up slowly. She dropped her gown on the floor, the garment forgotten. She stared at the white cotton shorts and the still damp stain on the front. As if hypnotized by that sticky spot, she lifted it to her face and inhaled. The tangy odor of come filled her nose and she closed her eyes. Flashes of cocks and globs of come flickered in her mind. She was tasting the slippery fluid, her tongue skimming over the fly of the shorts before she was aware of it.
Her knees trembled and she leaned back against the wall. Her fingers dropped once again to her soggy pussy and parted the slippery folds. She flipped her tender clit with her fingertip and licked the crotch of the shorts. Her breath rasped past her tongue and she rubbed and rolled the swollen knob of flesh under her finger.
Her mind created pictures of Joey's cock, fantasizing and dreaming about the boy's body. A climax hit her before she was aware of it. She shook and whimpered. Her knees buckled and she slid down the wall a little, her legs opening. Her tongue curled and pulled the patch of damp cloth into her mouth and she sucked feverishly at it, pulling the last dregs of the come from the fibers.
She rode the crests of her climax, tremors running through her. The jockey shorts dropped to the floor as her head rolled back and she gulped air like a fish out of water.
She staggered out of the bathroom and fell onto her bed, still panting. Her shoulder touched a body. Still gasping, she looked and found Joey lying on his stomach. She jerked into a sitting position and stared at the boy's sleeping form.
CHAPTER FOUR
Mary Ann' gazed at the dim figure of the boy with mixed emotions. After several seconds, she realized that she was naked. That fact only confused the feelings even more.
His smooth young back looked as if it had been carved from marble. Each muscle blended into it as if defamed by an artist. The swell of his small firm buttocks molded the white cotton of his shorts. Mary Ann shook her head slowly as if to loosen some clinging thought. She licked her lips and shivered even though it was warm.
Every fiber in her being was called to mobilization as she forced herself to slide off the bed and return to the bathroom. Without hesitating, she turned on the shower and stepped under the stinging cold spray. Arms slack at her sides, she stood motionless and let the shower do what it could to wash away the steam between her thighs and the hunger in her belly.
She thought back to a summer night when she had stood under a cold shower, trying to quench the fire that burned in her loins. Bobby was away for a month, staying with relatives. He had been gone for two weeks and her little pussy was on fire for his touch.
She stepped out of the shower and dried slowly, careful not to touch between her legs with the towel. As she dropped her nightgown over her head, the front door banged. Her father had gone out earlier for his regular Saturday night. Mary Ann looked up sharply. He was hours early. She felt a tremor of fear.
She heard him mumbling and then the creak of the sofa and then silence. Her heart skipped a beat as she listened for the now familiar sounds of lovemaking on the sofa. Still silence. She crept to the bathroom door and peeked out. Unable to see the sofa, she padded on tiptoe to the door into the living room and peeked around the comer.
He lay on the sofa. alone. She could smell the liquor all the way across the room. He was pretty drunk. She gathered up her courage and crossed quietly to the sofa and looked down at her father. His hand was on the floor, the other arm across his face. He had just started to snore.
Mary Ann stood there in her gown, still clutching her panties. The strong sour odor of whiskey: tilled the air. She had seen him drunk before. He didn't get like some men and get mean when he drank. He just got-sleepy.
Mary Ann leaned over and kissed his cheek and his hand lifted from the floor and patted her ass. Her gown had been pulled up as she leaned over and his hand patted the bare flesh. The girl sucked her breath in quickly. The fire that she had tried to quench in the shower suddenly burst into full flame as her father's hand stroked her naked buttocks. "
His hand dropped back to the floor and she straightened up. Her ass was warm and tingly where he had touched .it. Her little slit was damp and slippery all over again and her little clit throbbed. She looked down at him and a gleam came into her eye. She wondered just how drunk he was.
Leaning down again, she kissed him full on the mouth, letting her small soft lips remain on his mouth for several seconds. No response. She thrust her tongue into his mouth and explored the whiskey-flavored tongue and teeth. He sighed.
Pulling her mouth from his, she smiled and lowered herself to her knees. She ran her fingers up and down the front of his shirt. He started to snore. That was her signal. Her small hand crossed his belt buckle and found the long bulge in the front of his pants. Her fingers squeezed it gently, measuring it through the cloth.
As she squeezed and massaged; she felt it pulse and stir. She was awe-struck. Soft, it was larger than Bobby's and it was growing. Heat surged up in her belly and lust pushed inhibition and fear aside. She stroked the length of the growing bulge. Her fingers fumbled with the belt buckle for a moment and then moved to the zipper.
The grate of the zipper opening sounded like a roar. Her hand slipped into the opening and she gasped as her fingers closed around the hot hard column. She remained very still for several seconds as she felt the hardness and heat of it against her palm.
Slowly, almost reverently, she tugged it from his shorts and out through his fly. She gasped again as it came into view. It was even larger than it had felt. The dark, almost purple head was as big as her fist, and the veined shaft was too large for her to reach around. It pulsed and throbbed in her hand.
Mary Ann could only stare in amazement and awe. As she looked at' it, a pearly drop of fluid formed at the tiny slit. As if in a trance, her head moved slowly toward it and her pink tongue thrust" out between her lips. As she neared the throbbing knob, she smelled the tangy fragrance of it and her mouth watered. Her tongue inched closer and then touched the dark satiny flesh, drawing the drop of tart fluid into her mouth.
Her throat ached and her fingers trembled as she massaged the thick shaft and kissed the head lightly. Passion and emotion boiled up inside her and she felt her last threads of control slipping away. Her tongue flicked out and she licked the shiny head, slowly savoring its taste. Her mind reeled with the impact of the emotion that was swelling through her young body.
Putting her lips around the tip, she licked and sucked greedily, her mouth making soft wet sounds. Her hands circled the shaft and stroked up and down the huge column, gently urging the tool to spew its cream into her mouth. She heard-him groan, but she was too caught up in her lust to see if he' was awake. His hips ere thrusting slowly with each lash of her pink little tongue.
As she sucked and licked', she thought over and over again, 'This is my Daddy's cock!" The thought spurred her to a heated frenzy as she 'anticipated the bubbling flood of his come.
He was grunting and moaning as her head bobbed over his monstrous cock. Her little pussy was dripping juices, and she wished she had his fingers on her little knob.
As experienced as she was for her twelve years and as familiar as she had become with the heat and power of passion, she was surprised with her reactions as she suckled her father's cock. Her small body burned feverishly and she felt every throb of her pulse in the lips of her pussy. Strange and dark feelings were surging up in her' passion clogged mind.
The huge knob of his cock-head pulsed against her lips and tongue. Her small hands jerked up and down the shaft, urging him to' his climax. Her pussy drooled, wetting the lips and the insides of her thighs.' Her tiny clit burned and itched for contact.
Still clutching his cock With one hand, she dropped the other hand to the floor and lifted his large hand. Pulling his rough blunt fingers up between her legs, she spread her thighs and pushed the hard tip of one of his fingers up .between the slippery lips of her pussy. His cock-head muffled the growl that she made as she rubbed his finger back and forth over her tender little love button.
A frenzy of lust took control of her, and she lapped and sucked hungrily at his cock, whimpering and whining over it. His hips were lifting and his breathing was a staccato of gasps. She knew he was close and she prepared herself. She swallowed the collected saliva in her mouth and opened her jaws a fraction wider.
Her father grunted and arched his back. His cock seemed to swell even larger and for a moment it vibrated against her tongue. With a great tremor, he spewed the first of his come into. her waiting mouth. Her mouth filled and overflowed, even though she swallowed as fast as she could. Rivers of come ran down her chin and dripped onto the shaft of his bucking cock.
Gulping as fast as she could," she managed to swallow most of his scalding juice, losing some. Lifting her come-smeared face, her mouth still wide open, she gasped for air. Her small body was racked with quaking shudders as she crashed-from one climax to another ..
Through the fog of her pleasure, she realized that his finger was moving of its own accord in her gooey pussy. She jerked her head around to look at him. He was still passed out. His finger was exploring a dream he was having, she guessed.
Leaning forward, she licked the traces of come-from his cock,' relishing each slippery drop.' Satisfied that it was clean, she tucked it back in his pants and zipped his fly. Reluctantly she pushed his hand from between, her legs and rose. Shakily, she went to her room and fell into bed, exhausted.
A shiver brought her mind back to reality. Mary Ann shivered again. She didn't even remember stepping out of the shower, she had been so engrossed with her memories. She wrapped a towel' around her and tiptoed back to the bedroom.
Joey had rolled onto his back and was snoring softly. She smiled down at him and refused to let her eyes drop to the front of his shorts. She sat down at the dresser and brushed her damp hair, watching her faint reflection in the mirror.
With a sigh, she laid the brush on the dresser and sat for a few minutes, looking but not really seeing herself in the mirror. The cooling effect of the shower was wearing off and she was beginning to feel the muggy heat of the .night, again. A movement in the mirror caught her eye. She fixed her gaze on it. It took several seconds before she could decide what it was.
Joey was rubbing the front of his shorts in his sleep. Mary Ann almost groaned. She turned slowly and looked at the boy. His palm moved slowly up and down over the long bulge of his cock. He still snored softly and the rest of his body was motionless.
Mary Ann sat and watched the slow, to-and-fro motion of his hand and the gradual increase in size of the long bulge. Her eyes remained fixed on his hand and crotch.
His hips flexed and lifted slightly with each stroke of his hand, pushing his blood-gorged cock against the pressure of his palm. She was flexing her own hips in rhythm with his hand. When she realized she was doing it, it was too late. The lips of her pussy were massaging her clit. In the silence of the night, she could hear the faint wet sound of the fleshy lips working against each other.
"Oh, damn it, Joey!" she whispered.
She turned her head and tried not to watch, but her eyes wandered back. She silently cursed 'her body and its hunger. Her nipples rubbed against the rough towel and prickles of sensation saturated them, stirring them to an erect state. She gripped the small stool, her fingernails digging into the wood and squeezed her eyes shut. The faint rasps of the boy's breath were like invisible fingers that seemed to pry her eyelids apart.
His hand was inside his shorts, fingers circling the rampant flesh, stroking and rubbing. Mary Ann felt a little more of her control slip away. She gritted her teeth. She could feel the dampness under her from her dripping slit.
He straightened his wrist and the cotton cloth rolled .down and out of the way. His hard throbbing cock was exposed. The woman gasped at the sight of it in the semi-darkness. Her body lurched as she stared.
His hand moved slower, more methodical. His face was tight and set in concentration. Mary Ann wasn't sure any more that he was asleep and she had reached the point that she didn't care. She almost felt as if some strange power were forcing her to commit the final act of incest. It was as if this were the final culminating act.
She watched his face. His snoring had stopped but his breathing was more or less regular. His eyes were closed and his mouth set in a half smile. "Joey?"
Like a zombie, she rose slowly. The towel fell in a heap at her feet, leaving her naked. Her nipples stood out long and hard from the spongy mounds of her tits. The hair at her cunt was damp .and matted with her juices of excitement. With slow steps, she crossed to the bed and looked down at her son.
His hand stroked in long regular cadence, his legs slightly apart. His body flexed with each stroke. Resting her hands on the bed, she bent down and kissed the dark shiny head. The odor and taste combined with the heat and the fact that he was her son sent her into an immediate climax. Her knees buckled and her thighs trembled. The boy sighed and increased his pace.
Her mouth opened. Her hot breath bathed the plum-shaped knob. Her pink tongue snaked out and flicked across it. The boy jerked and stroked with a new fever. It was as if an electric current flowed in both directions at the point where their bodies touched. .
He was whimpering softly as he jerked on the throbbing column of flesh. Mary Ann didn't dare make a sound. Her whole body screamed silently as she bent to her work again. Her lips cupped around the bare head of his cock and sucked gently, her tongue teasing and taunting. His hand increased speed, becoming a blur of motion, jerking his cock up and down. Mary Ann reached between her damp thighs. and touched the hairy, slippery lips. Her finger came away wet. His hand stopped and she was almost caught off guard. Her lips tightened around the hot knob and she waited.
The boy grunted. A warm stream of come filled her mouth and she swallowed. That first spurt set off a reaction in the woman. Her cunt convulsed and she shook violently. Each new gusher that issued from Joey's cock sent her higher and more violently involved in her own climax.
Gulping. the final drops of his come, she licked his cock-head and lifted her lips from it. His fingers had gone slack around the base of the still jerking shaft. She gently peeled them away and pulled his jockey shorts up over his cock.
She licked a drop or two from her lips and looked down at the peaceful face. A shiver ran up her spine and she smiled softly. She knew that it was just a matter of time before she would have that adolescent cock in her cunt. That brought had brought the shiver of anticipation.
CHAPTER FIVE
Mary Ann remembered so well the day that Bobby returned home from his visit with their relatives. Aunt Fran drove up in the driveway in her big Buick and waved to Mary Ann. Bobby sat next to her, his grin a little shy and different.
"How are you, Mary Ann?" Fran had called as she stepped out of the car. .
"Just fine, Aunt Fran." The girl had always been a little shy around her father's sister. She looked back to her brother.
Bobby was out of the car and pulling his suitcase from the back seat. She walked up behind him and stood with her hands clasped behind her.
"How are you, Bobby?" Her voice was soft and full of meaning.
"Okay. You all right?" He turned to look at her and his eyes sparkled as he reassessed her body after the month's separation. His surprise showed in his face.
"Fine." She noticed that he looked at her titties twice. "I'm glad you are home." Her words dripped with promise.
"Where's your Daddy?" Fran interrupted.
"He's on the sofa taking a nap," Mary Ann replied.
"Not for long!"
She watched the woman step up on the porch.
She was two years younger than her father and still had her girlish looks and figure. With a curious feeling, Mary Ann watched her wide hips sway as the woman crossed the porch and. opened the door. She turned back to Bobby and found him watching the woman with a strange look in his eyes.
When the girl and her brother entered the house, Fran sat on their father's lap, mussing his hair and giggling. Mary Ann felt a surge of jealousy.
"Hey, Bobby! How was your-visit?" the man asked his son.
"It was great!" Mary Ann looked at her brother curiously.
There was a tone to his words that said more than words. Something had happened while Bobby was at Fran's and the girl couldn't discern just what it was.
She looked back to her father and aunt and caught the knowing smiles that they exchanged. Her eyes started to dart away but were sidetracked. She noticed Fran's dress was riding up her legs and she could see the woman's white panties between her full thighs. Mary Ann's mouth suddenly went very dry and a strange sensation crept up her spine. She tore her eyes away. Bobby was staring in the same direction.
Fran whispered something in their father's ear and both of them laughed. Bobby and Mary Ann stood in the middle of the room, unsure of what to do next. Mary Ann was trying to avert her eyes to something besides the white band of nylon beneath the woman's dress. Bobby wasn't even trying.
"Hey, you two. Fran is spending the night before she goes back home. How about that?"
"That's great!" Bobby's enthusiasm was genuine.
"Sure is," Mary Ann replied dully.
That night, Mary Ann had lain awake, far into the night. Her anger and jealousy were pushed to a fever pitch by the sounds that she listened to. Not long after she had gone to bed, she had heard her father and Fran go into his bedroom and she had listened to the familiar sounds of fucking through the thin walls.
A little while later, she had heard Fran come out of the bathroom and then carne the muffled voices that she identified easily. Bobby and Fran. Bobby's bed had creaked' for a long time and the girl had listened to the far-away moans and cries. Fran had gone into the bathroom again' and Mary Ann had lain on her back, her whole being. despising the woman.
The bathroom door opened and the woman's silhouette paused in Mary Ann's door. The girl turned her head away, the sour taste of hate on her tongue. She heard Fran's bare feet cross the room and felt, the bed sag as the woman sat on the edge.
"Don't pretend. I know you are awake," Fran whispered. Mary Ann flinched as she felt a hand come to rest lightly on her bare leg.
"I'm not pretending." The girl's voice was cold and harsh.
"You're mad at me." The words came soft and sure.
Mary Ann turned her flashing eyes on the woman. Her teeth glistened between her tight lips.
She paused a moment to pick her words. That's when she noticed that Fran was naked; Her eyes dropped to the woman's large brown-crested breasts. Her nipples stood out from the brown crests. Ann cursed herself as she felt some of her anger melt away.
"Jealous, too." Fran was smiling as she spoke. Mary Ann shook her head and glared at the woman. "I'm not jealous of you." .
The girl's-expression changed to one of bewilderment. She couldn't see any reason for Fran to be jealous of her.
"You live here. alone with these two men. All the time. I don't have anyone at my house. Most women only have one man but you have two." Her thin eyebrows lifted slightly.
Mary Ann's eyes softened as she realized the truth in Fran's words. The hand on her leg was suddenly warm and soft. The fingers flexed, the long red nails scraping the girl's skin and sending goose bumps up her thigh.
"And I know that you are fucking Bobby and I'll bet if you aren't, you will be fucking your daddy before long," Fran said, licking her lips.
Mary Ann stared at the woman, wide eyed. "Bobby told me," Fran said.
"Bobby wouldn't tell!" Mary Ann exclaimed. "But he did. You see he and I are very close. Especially after sleeping together for the last month. He told me a lot of things."
Mary Ann stared' at the woman for several seconds. "How long have you been fucking Daddy?" Her voice was trembling. ."
"Since I was your age. He and I started about like you and Bobby." Fran smiled and paused. "Mind if I lie down?"
Mary Ann shook her head and the woman twisted around and stretched her body out beside the girl's. Propping her head on her hand, she looked at the girl.
Mary Ann was busy looking back. But at Fran's' body. It w the first time she had ever seen a woman's body that close. Fran's breasts looked large and heavy.
"Have you got any hair, yet?"
"A little." The girl's smile was an embarrassed one.
"Can I see?"
With a shrug, Mary Ann pulled up her gown. She had fallen into the habit of sleeping without panties since she and Bobby had been experimenting, and she was without them that night.
"Mmmmm. You do have some, don't you." There was a strange gaze in the woman's eyes as she looked at Mary Ann's pussy.
"Not as much as you." Mary Ann looked down at her down covered lips, the hairs just beginning to darken.
"You will have, someday. Yours is a lot softer, I'll bet. Mine is coarse and springy."
The girl was at loss for words, giving a slight shrug for a response. She looked at Fran's pussy hair and could see that it was damp and a little matted.
The thought struck her that it was probably matted with her father's and brother's come. A glow of passion rose in her belly and a strange desire began to glimmer in the back of her mind.
Mary Ann lifted her eyes to Fran's face and found the woman looking at her with love and desire. The look stirred the girl's passion. She smiled faintly and glanced down at the large breasts.
"You are still cherry, aren't you?" Fran's voice was thick and husky.
"Yeah. I've tried to get Bobby to break it, but he won't." She was feeling a-little more relaxed with the woman.
Fran chuckled and ran her finger over the girl's cheek bone. "Have you ever had sex with a woman?"
Mary Ann could only stare. The idea had never really crossed her mind before that night. She shook her head and looked away.
"Have' you ever wanted to?"
The girl shrugged, her eyes flicking back' to Fran's for a moment. The woman's hand was resting on her shoulder. It moved slowly down to Mary Ann's little bud of a breast and brushed lightly over the sensitive nipple. The girl gasped and caught her lower lip between her teeth. Her eyes grew large and she looked soulfully at her aunt.
"May I suck your little pussy?" The question was barely audible. Mary Ann was trembling from the sensations that were being generated by the woman's fingers on her nipple.
"Yessss!" Mary Ann hissed.
The woman gathered the girl's body in her arms and cuddled her close, her hands stroking the smooth skin of her back and buttocks. Mary Ann felt the spongy mounds of Fran's breasts pressing against her chest, the nipples little hard buttons on her skin.
Fran's full red lips nipped-at the girl's neck and earlobe sending aching tingles through the young body. Her hot tongue probed the nape of Mary Ann's neck and across her shoulders. Then down the woman scooted, her tongue raking wetly down to the girl's nipple. Mary Ann gasped and arched her back as Fran circled one of her tender little nipples with her lips and teased it with her tongue.
Fingers pried the girl's legs apart and stroked the satiny sensitive skin of the insides of her thighs. The gentle fingers inched up the girl's thighs, caressing and stroking, striking nerves that the girl didn't know that she had. Closer and closer the fingers came and higher and higher. Mary Ann's passion built until she thought she would scream if Fran didn't reach her pussy soon.
Fran switched from. one nipple to the other, back and forth, licking and sucking, leaving them wet and throbbing. Her finger touched the firm lips of the girl's pussy and Mary Ann whimpered 'and a shudder ran through her. The finger pushed between the lips and sank into the wet hot slit. Without fumbling, Fran found her tiny clit and stroked it softly. Mary Ann stiffened and surrendered to the first of her climaxes. Pleasure racked her body and she clung to the woman, whimpering and sighing.
Fran's mouth traveled slowly down the front of the young body, her tongue leaving a wet trail behind it. She reached the small navel and tongued it wetly, making soft smacking sounds .. Mary Ann was still in the final throes of her climax when she felt the tongue reach her pussy ..
"Ahhhhh!" The groan sounded distant and muffled. The girl only realized that it was her own voice when she felt the returning hunger that Fran's tongue was reviving.
The girl felt herself being rolled onto her back and her Iegs being pushed apart. Hot breath warmed over the insides of her slim thighs and then up over her drooling slit.
"Suck a beautiful little pussy!" Fran's voice sounded far away.
There was a pause and the girl arched her back against the aching deep inside her pussy. Then soft lips kissed soft lips. A hot wet tongue sliced slowly through the girl's oozing slit. Mary Ann gurgled and her small hands reached automatically for the woman's head.
Fran's fingertips spread the pouting lips, exposing the deep pink inner flesh and the tiny erect clit. She cupped her lips around the love button and sucked gently. The girl shivered and clawed at the woman's scalp.
"Ooooooooh, Fran!" she walled.
The tip of her tongue flicked across the sensitive button, the generated sensation lifting Mary Ann off the bed with a jerk. Fran teased and licked at the tiny clit until she felt. the girl shudder violently. The small legs clamped around the woman's head and her young body stiffened. An oozing flood of thin sweet juices rewarded Fran's efforts. The girl trembled through a climax that lasted over a minute.
Mary Ann was panting furiously as her legs released Fran's head and she sagged back to the bed. The woman kissed the slippery little pussy and lifted her shiny face from it. "Good?" she asked.
"God! Fantastic!"
Fran crawled up beside the girl and cuddled her as her young body floated through the ebbing waves of pleasure. Mary Ann's cheek was pressed against her large breast. The woman felt the girl move and then a small wet mouth closed over her swollen nipple. Fran gasped and caught the small head between her hands. The girl licked and teased the firm button, nipping it with her teeth.
"Oh, Mary Ann, Baby!" Fran moaned.
Still clutching the girl's head, she rolled onto her back pulling the girl on top of her. Her full thighs opened and Mary Ann's hips dropped between them. The girl felt the sudden wet heat of Fran's pussy against her belly. She moaned around the sweet nipple and sucked it noisily.
"My cunt! My cunt!" Fran seemed in a frenzy.
She pushed down on Mary Ann's head.
The girl slid down willingly, the bush of hair sliding up under her, tickling her belly and then her nipples. Suddenly, she was looking down at the hair-covered lips, lying open to expose the dripping, gaping hole of Fran's cunt and the stiff knob of her clit.
Heat and lust rose in the girl and she inhaled the-delicate, woman fragrance. Her face dropped and her lips brushed the red love button. Fran groaned and twitched. Mary Ann lifted her head an inch or two and looked at the hole of Fran's cunt. It was flexing and squeezing with passion. A drop of creamy fluid oozed from "it and Mary Ann knew that it was come left from her father's or Bobby's fucking. She growled and dove at the drooling hole d lapped the come from it. She plunged her tongue into the soggy hole and sucked. More Come and pussy juice rewarded her.
Fran was in a frenzy. She bounced and jerked.
Her hands clutched at the girl's head, her full, soft thighs slapping softly against the girl's cheeks. Her cunt oozed more and more juices into Mary Ann's mouth. She jerked and thrashed and then suddenly she stiffened and groaned long and low, Mary Ann felt the clamp of thighs on her face and then the sweet flood of come and pussy juice spurted into her waiting, open mouth. She gulped her aunt's juices down greedily, sucking for more. Her own little pussy convulsed and she shivered with her own climax.
Reluctant to stop, the girl lapped at the slippery cunt, flicking across the tender knob of Fran's clit. The woman moaned and 'rolled from side to side, but didn't push Mary Ann's mouth away.
"Ohhhhh, Baby, Yessss!" Fran hissed as she climbed to another climax.
The girl licked and lapped at the drooling cunt and sucked the miniature cock-like knob of her clit. Fran hunched and bucked. "Put your finger in my ass!" the woman rasped.
Mary Ann fumbled down between the full buttocks, her finger probing for the puckered hole and finally finding it. It resisted for a moment and then the tip pushed inside and the rest of her finger was engulfed by the tight, clinging hole.
Fran groaned and jerked and Mary Ann found herself greedily drinking another flood of sweet pussy juice as the woman floundered in the throes of climax.
Wheezing and panting, the two females rolled apart and lay motionless for several minutes as they regained their breath. Fran was the first to speak. "Thank you, Mary Ann. That was delicious. "
"Me, too," was all the girl could manage. "Tired?" Fran asked.
"Uh-uh. You?"
"Not a bit. I can't get enough of your delicious pussy." The woman reached for her, her mouth finding Mary Ann's, her tongue exploring it.
Hands glided over the girl's body, stroking and exploring, probing every crevice of her body. She was at fever pitch when Fran pulled her mouth away and looked at her through passion-clouded eyes. The woman's finger teased the girl's little love button.
"Ready?" Fran asked.
Mary Ann nodded and waited. She was sure just what her aunt had in mind. The woman rolled on her back and tugged at the girl's body. "Come sit on my face," she whispered.
The girl scrambled to her knees and straddled the woman's head. Slowly, she lowered her little pussy to the woman's open mouth. A groan seeped from the woman's throat as her tongue stabbed between the down covered lips.
Mary Ann rocked back on her heels and combed her fingers through Fran's hair. The tongue was stabbing into the virgin cunt, pressing deeper with each thrust. The girl soared into the throbbing world of lust and passion. She rocked slowly over Fran's face, savoring the stab of the tongue.
"Uh! Uh!" Mary Ann jerked and grunted with each stab of the tongue. She decided that if a cock felt anything like the tongue, she was going to lose her cherry very soon.
The memory faded and Mary Ann stared at the ceiling for several seconds. Joey's regular breathing drew her back to reality. She turned her head and looked at the sleeping boy. He was smiling.
She lay next to him, still naked. Her body still pulsed with the effects of her memories and the load of come she had swallowed from the boy's cock.
The moon was almost gone. The room was back to near darkness. The air had cooled a little with the approach of morning. Her mind was a little . fuzzy with lack of sleep. She sighed and shook her head slowly. It had been a night that she would remember for a long time.
Her eyelids fluttered and closed. Vaguely, she was aware that she was falling asleep, finally. She succumbed to it willingly. Her mind sank slowly into a misty haze. Drifting away, she smiled.
CHAPTER SIX
Mary Ann's mind wandered as she drifted into slumber.
Everything was slightly out of focus. She slowly realized that she was walking through a forest of some 'kind. For a while, 'she couldn't quite discern any details. Then suddenly everything was in sharp focus. The trees .were giant cocks. Erect, swaying cocks. All sizes and shapes and colors.
It was' then that she realized that she was naked.
She looked around and smiled. Her body throbbed with the sensuality of the scene. Leaning over, she stroked one of the saplings that was about knee high. It was larger around than her wrist and the end was pink and almost heart-shaped. Her fingers glided over the soft warm surface and it throbbed and responded to her attention. A slow fountain of come rose from the slit in the head and bubbled over her arm, warm 'and wet. The single geyser, slow and prolonged, was all. She lifted her coated hand to her lips and tasted, It was sweet and tart. She smiled.
Turning to another, she stroked the waist-high growth. It vibrated .at her touch. Stepping closer to it, she rubbed the smooth head over her belly, thrilling to the intense sensations that it generated. Stepping back, she bent it easily, pulling the head down into the bush hair beneath her belly. Almost serpent-like, it began plowing slowly through the dripping crevice between her thighs.
The blunt purple head moved to and fro, stroking her pussy and the inside of her thighs. It teased the mouth of her cunt, probing slightly and then quickly withdrawing. She whimpered and opened her legs. The head slipped into her gaping cunt. Heat and passion seemed to ooze from it.
Easing forward, one step at a time, she found herself standing directly over the sapling-cock. It grew rigid, filling her empty pussy. Abandon and lust rippled through her body and she bent her knees, sinking down" burying more and more of the column in her. She could feel it going ever deeper into her until her body was in a squat and she could feel the plum-shaped head pressing up inside her throat.
A quaking tremor ran through the length of it and she tasted come. She rose slowly, the long tube sliding wetly out of her and coiling on the ground. Globs of come dripped from her gaping hole as she walked away.
She came to another, a little taller than the last.
Her fingers circled it and she leaned over, taking the head in her mouth. Come immediately began to bubble from the end. She drank greedily, thirstily, for several seconds. She pulled her mouth away to breathe and the warm stream ceased.
Her mouth engulfed the dark head and the bubbling flow restarted. She drank her fill. Licking her lips, she left that one and continued on.
Cocks of all sizes surrounded her. Some as tall as trees and as big around as her waist. Long thin ones and short fat ones. She paused occasionally to lick one or drink from another.
Mary Ann's eyes popped open and she lay panting for a full minute, still caught in the heat and sensation of the dream. Her body was damp with perspiration. Her breathing was ragged and raspy. She pushed herself to a sitting position and shook her head' to clear-it. Every detail in the dream had been distinct and clear. Its effect on her body was obvious.
Her nipples stood out firm and long. Her pussy pulsed, the "lips slippery and hot. Her blood pounded through her veins, carrying the heat of her lust to every cell. She glanced at her son, lying beside her, motionless in sleep. She licked her dry lips and sighed softly.
Joey lay on his back, one arm across his body, the other at his side. She watched the slow rise and fall of his smooth chest for several seconds. Her eyes scanned his young body slowly, lingering at the bulge in his shorts. Her own body rippled with surges of lust and hunger.
Very slowly, Mary Ann reached across to the long soft bulge and scraped it lightly with her fingernails. The boy didn't move. His cock pulsed and she saw the swelling begin. Her fingers ran the length of it again, pausing at the rim of the head. His cock lay pointing up at his chest so her fingers were teasing the ultrasensitive underside of the head. His legs twitched.
Mary Ann had spent the better part of the night fighting that urge. Now she knew that" she had surrendered. Once she had, her whole being seemed to focus on his young body and particularly his cock.
Her fingernails pushed under the elastic waistband of his shorts and her fingers pried under. it, probing down across the smooth skin toward his cock. Her fingertips touched the head and he moaned in his sleep.
She paused for a' moment and licked her lips.
Her breath was quickening and her body flushed with passion. Her fingers pressed onward, sliding down to the base of the shaft and circling it. The column of flesh throbbed against her fingers, sending pulses of heat through her crotch.
As she massaged his cock, fighting the restrictions of the jockey shorts, she glanced frequently at his face to watch for signs that he was awakening. His brows knitted and his lips parted when she squeezed the blunt head.
She leaned over and licked the boy's nipple. A shiver ran through him and his hips jerked up. Smiling to herself about the discovery, she licked and sucked his nipples, tonguing them lightly. His cock grew firmer and longer by the lick .
Raising her head for a moment, Mary Ann rolled his shorts down over his thighs, baring his crotch. His cock rose in a stiff salute to her efforts. Her' fingers cupped his balls, stroking the wrinkled skin. The two oval lumps rolled under the gentle massage of her long. fingers.
She paused for a moment. Her pussy was drooling profusely, wetting her inner thighs. Her nipples stood out hard and tender. With a sigh of resignation to her lusts and anticipation of her next movement, she shifted on the bed, her hair dragging across his chest and down over his belly.
Her fingers curled around his cock and pulled it down, the dark head inches from her face. Her head crept forward until her full soft lips touched the plum-shaped knob .. Joey flinched. Her tongue parted her lips and rotated in tiny circles around the little slit. He was sighing, faintly.
Caught up in her lust and beyond the point of stopping, her mouth opened to its limits and enveloped his cock almost to' the hilt. Her hot breath touched every sensitive inch of it, her tongue brushed the side. Joey groaned and murmured. Her mouth closed and wet heat engulfed his throbbing member.
"M-Mom!" a sleepy voice called. "Mmmmm."
"Oh, Mom!"
His hands stroked her hair, tangling in the dark tresses. Her hands were busy tugging his shorts the rest of the way off. Tossing them aside, she turned on the bed and positioned herself between his legs without losing her mouth grip on him. Her eyes turned up and she looked up at his face.
His eyes barely open, he looked back at her in a mixture of surprise and passion. She smiled around his cock, tonguing it, teasing the underside of the head. Her fingers cupped his balls, rolling them gently and stroking the tender spot just under them.
"Uuuuuunnnnn!" His back arched and his eyes snapped shut as her mouth sucked at the throbbing head' and shaft.
Her mouth pulled back and his cock slid out of it, shiny with her saliva. She smiled at him and rose to her knees. She moved up over his body, her oozing cunt hovering over his cock. Her fingers gripped it lightly. Her hips descended slowly until the head of his cock pressed against the slippery folds.
Joey stared at her hairy pussy-as it pushed down, slowly engulfing his blood-gorged cock. He looked as if he weren't sure if he were dreaming or if it was real. His expression changed as he felt the soggy heat close over the head of ills cock. He watched it sink out of sight into the pulsing wet tunnel.
"Feel good, baby?" Mary Ann's hoarse voice broke the long silence.
"Um-hmmm!"
"I've wanted it for so long! Feels so good!" Her hand left his cock and came to rest on her thigh. Her body straightened and she sat back on his thighs. The dark curly hair around her pussy lay in damp curls on his belly.
She began. to rock her hips back and forth. She smiled at him and reached for his hands. Lifting them to her breasts, she pressed his palms against the aching nipples. His fingers closed on the spongy flesh, digging into the sides of the globes.
Her hips rocked and flexed over him, the soft walls of her cunt squeezing around him. His eyes clenched shut and his mouth drooped. His hips were lunging upward to meet her motion. He w nearing the bursting point. Mary Ann hurried herself, trying to come simultaneously with him. Her hips jerked and she bounced on his cock.
"Oh, Mom! Oh! Oh!" His hips hammered upward. His fingers dug into her breasts. .
Mary Ann rode him furiously, her own climax painfully close. Her oozing hole was wetting his thighs and belly with her juices .
"Aaaaailiieeee!" he wailed as his cock jerked inside her.
She ground her soggy cunt down against him and let the dam break deep inside her. The first scalding' splash-of his come filled her and she screamed. Her body vibrated. Again and again his come flooded her spasming hole and with each geyser she crested her own climaxes. .
Panting, she fell face forward and lay on his chest, his ragged breath whistling in her ear, waves of pleasure washed them both for several minutes as they lay clutching each other. Damp flesh stuck to damp flesh.
Mary Ann pushed herself up and kissed her son.
His eyes were still glazed with passion and his smile was strained against the wheeze of breathing.
"Mmmmm!" She nuzzled his cheek and kissed it lightly. "Sooo good!"
"Um-hmm!" His hands stroked her back sending shivers through her.
"I have spent most of the night fighting the urge to do that. Now, I'm sorry I fought so long."
"Me, too. I had a dream about doing that with you sometime during the night, and when I woke up I had come in my shorts." He didn't seem them harassed as he talked.
"I know."
"You knew about that?" His eyes were wide and he half-smiled.
"Uh-hm. You were rubbing against my leg when you came."
His cock pulsed inside her. Still hard and still buried in her cunt, it moved periodically.
"Hmmmm I think you're trying to tell me something." Mary Ann raised herself a little and looked down at the point at which their bodies joined.
"What?" He followed her eyes.
"Your cock is trying to tell me something, then, the boy 'blushed a little at her use of that word. "Well, I think you are embarrassed because I said cock!" She feigned shock.
"Not really. I've heard it used before. Just not by you."
She kissed his nose and straightened up, her squishy hole pressing down around the base of his cock and wetting his balls. "Oh, I can use a lot more words than that one." Her eyes sparkled and she ran her tongue around her mouth."
The boy said nothing. He looked at her and raised his eyebrows. Her finger traced a slow pattern on his chest, scraping across his nipples occasionally.
"Do you know what I am going to do now?"
Her expression was sultry and suggestive.
"What?"
"I'm going to get off you and then lick your cock nice and clean. And then,"
"And then?"
"And then you are going to lick my pussy clean.
Would you like to lick Mother's pussy all nice and clean?" Her words had the desired effect. She felt his cock throb inside her and swell a little.
She lifted her body, slowly, letting his cock slide out all shiny and wet. Come oozed from her and drooled over the pulsing' rod of flesh. Scooting back down between his legs, she grinned sexily and lowered her mouth to the come-coated cock. Her tongue teased it, licking up the sides, scooping globs of the thick love juice into her mouth. He watched, fascinated.
She licked his balls and belly until all traces of the mixed fluids were gone. Her mouth opened and his cock disappeared into it. A hiss escaped his mouth as she closed her lips around the base and slid her mouth slowly up the shaft. Stopping just short of releasing it, she looked up at him and then plunged her mouth .down over it again.
"Uuuuhh! Oh, Mom!" he growled. His hands grabbed her head and his fingers tangled in her dark hair.
Her mouth was working noisily over the dark head of his cock, her tongue squeezing and stroking. His' thighs trembled and a moan tore through his lips.
"Soooo good! Suck it, Mom! Suck it!" His body was bouncing and his fingers clawed at her head.
Her head plunged up and down, driving his cock into her throat and then out to her teeth. Her fingers clutched his legs, her red nails digging into the muscles of his thighs. Her nostrils were flared and her breath whistled through them.
One hand slid down-under his balls and her fingernail teased the puckered little hole between his hard buttocks. It had the effect of an electric shock. The boy arched his back and shuddered.
"Oh! Uh! Uuuuuunngggnn! Mom!" he babbled. His hands held her head as his hips thrust his cock in and out of her mouth. Harder and deeper he slammed it. He was totally lost in his passion.
Mary Ann relaxed and let his abandon carry them both to a climax. His back arched, lifting his body off the bed and' he shook violently. A scalding spray of come hit her throat and she moaned around it and swallowed. Her cunt convulsed and she crashed into a rending climax of her own.
An exhausted and temporarily satisfied mother and son lay side by side on the bed, the boy cuddled in his mother's arms. Sleep wasn't even a consideration. There was too much new territory to explore.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Is it wrong?" The boy whispered.
"Is what wrong?" She pressed her cheek against his head.
"What we are doing?"
Joey's mother was silent for a moment as she gathered her thoughts. "Do you think it is?"
He shrugged against her body. She couldn't see his face. "I don't know. I hear other kids talk and all and I don't know."
"I don't think it is. You love me, don't you?"
"Of course!" He twisted and looked up at her. She smiled. "I love you, too, and sex is the greatest expression of love, isn't it?"
"Yeah." He smiled and seemed satisfied.
His cheek returned to her breast. She stroked his shoulders and back. His hand rested on her belly, his fingers moving slowly in small circles.
"Joey?" She broke the silence, her voice showing traces of hesitancy.
"Mmmm?"
"You weren't a virgin, were you?"
Joey's fingers paused on her belly, and he seemed to be holding his breath.
"Not exactly."
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well, I have come with a girl before but not fucking. She did me with her hand."
"Anyone I know?"
"Um-hm. Sharon Patterson."
Mary Ann thought of the overripe girl who lived a few blocks away. She was Joey's age 'but looked more mature than the other girls her age.
"You didn't fuck her?"
"No. She isn't on the pill and was afraid of getting pregnant."
"And she's the only one?"
"Yeah."
His fingers were moving again and Mary Ann let the conversation slip.' She smiled to herself. She had gotten his cherry.
His fingertips were stirring new fires deep inside her. Her legs opened slightly and she felt the seeping dew between the lips of her pussy.
"Put your fingers between my legs," she whispered.
The boy looked up at her. "I'm going to teach you about women and sex," she explained.
His hand slid down across her belly and over the bush of curly hair. Mary Ann held her breath as his fingers pushed clumsily between the fleshy lips and probed .
"Mmmm Feels good." Her voice was husky and soft. "Rub the little knob."
"Right there?" His finger explored the gooey slit.
"A little higher. There." His finger found her love button and she felt the ripples of pleasure rising through her as he rubbed and teased it.
"Feel good?"
"Um-hmm! Gently, easy," she instructed.
"That's my clitoris. It's kind of like a tiny cock."
Enthralled in the new phase of his education, Joey worked with dedication 'and enthusiasm. His finger rolled and massaged the tiny knob of flesh. Her juices wet his fingers, making soft squishing noises as he worked between the hair-covered lips.
"Oooo! Oh, Joey!" Mary Ann lifted her hips and trembled. "Sooo good!"
Encouraged by her reaction and caught up in the heat of passion, his hand worked faster in the frothy slit.
"Is it good, Mom?"
"Oh, yessss!" she hissed. Her hips worked up and down, pacing his finger. The fires of passion were boiling inside her cunt. "Oh! Oh! Joey! Aaaaannnngggg!"
Her back arched lifting her hips high. She stiffened and every muscle vibrated as she exploded in climax.
Joey was a little lost. He continued to massage her love button until she sagged back to the bed and pushed his hand away. Her muscles spasmed and rippled with the waves of pleasure that flowed through her as she rode out her climax. The boy lay silent, watching her reactions.
"Thank you!" she rasped. She kissed his face and smiled.
His cock was thumping against her leg, slowly.
Her long slim fingers curled around the hard shaft and squeezed. Joey gasped and shivered.
"Such a beautiful cock!" the woman purred, still a little breathless.
Her fingers stroked slowly over the length of it , . the skin satin soft under her hand. Her breathing evened out and she concentrated on his cock.
Rolling him on his back, she caressed the head softly, her eyes drinking in the dark plum-shaped knob and the white shaft. Her mouth and her pussy watered for the taste and feel of it.
"Feel good?" she murmured. "Mmm. Great!"
Her red fingernails scraped lightly over his flesh, dipping down between his thighs and teasing his balls and the, ridge of flesh below them. The boy arched his back and moaned.
Mary Ann's face brightened with an idea. She pushed him over on his stomach and surveyed his muscular, smooth back. His hard small buttocks rose in gentle hills below his waist. Her head leaned forward and her full red lips touched his back. Kissing and licking, she traced the curve of his shoulder blades and explored the bumps of his back bone. His breath whistled through his nostrils as her mouth left a wet trail over his back.
Shifting, she straddled his legs and lowered her body to his.
Slowly methodically, she worked her way down his back, her body slipping over his as she sent. Her lips pressed into the small of his back, her tongue laving the hollow. Joey moaned and sighed softly as her mouth and hands stroked his young body. Her lips' touched the rise of his buttocks and he gasped.
Pausing, Mary Ann looked down at the tight ass and felt the molten surge of passion in her belly. Her lips descended to the firm hills and her tongue licked the swell of his flesh. Her tongue dipped into the crease between the hemispheres. A chattering gasp escaped Joey's throat.
She licked and tongued lower and lower, her fingers prying the cheeks apart, her tongue stabbing between them. Joey was holding his breath. Her tongue touched the puckered hole, deep between the cheeks of his ass and the boy shuddered.
"Mom?" he cried.
She didn't answer. Her tongue made hot wet stabs at the ring of muscle, the tip probing at the tight hole. Soft wet sounds punctuated her motions.
Deeper she probed, prying at the hole with the tip of her tongue. The boy was trembling and his buttocks flexed against her fingers, Pulling them farther apart, Mary Ann buried her face between them and rammed her tongue into the puckered hole. It resisted but her passion and his slipping inhibitions were no match. Her tongue pushed into the tight hole and he gasped.
Mary Ann lapped and licked his asshole, probing as deep as she could reach. The taboo of her act along with the passion that it stirred in her son drove her higher and higher until she felt herself spiraling down the whirlpool of lust. Her cunt convulsed and she felt the wetness of her own juices on the insides of her thighs.
Joey rolled and moaned as she tongue fucked his asshole, his cock throbbing and swelling under his belly. Her saliva dribbled down over his balls and wet the hair around his cock. He shuddered and felt sure that he was corning. Her tongue stopped suddenly as if she had read his mind.
Hands rolled the boy over and he felt the bed sag as his mother changed positions. His eyes opened and he saw her beside him on her back. "Come fuck me!" she rasped.
The boy whimpered and rolled onto her open body. His hips dropped between her full thighs and his mouth closed over her distended, hard nipple. Her fingers worked down between their bodies and grasped his cock. She guided the pulsing head to her slippery cunt and sighed as he pushed it into her.
"Oooooh, baby!" she groaned as his cock sank deeper into her body.
Joey's mouth made wet sucking sounds at her nipple. His teeth nipped the hard tender knob.
Mary Ann pulled her legs up, bending her knees, her heels resting on his legs. Her hand reached down and cupped his firm ass.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she groaned.
Joey began plunging his swollen cock in and out of his mother's spasming hole. His belly slapped softly against hers. The bed creaked with their motion.
Her heels locked together behind his back, Mary Ann rocked back and forth with his thrusts. His balls bumped against her upturned ass.
The rumbling waves of climax crashed around Mary Ann and she jerked and bounced under the boy's pounding body. His cock pistoned in and out of her.
The woman cradled the boy's head in her hands and kissed his lips, her tongue stabbing into his mouth. His hands slid down and clutched at her round ass, pulling and lifting as he drove his cock into her slushy hole.
His mouth pulled away from hers and he buried his face in the side of her neck, his breath a wheezing gasp. She spurred him on with her heels and rocked slowly back and forth.
"So good! Oooooh, baby! Oh, yes! Yes!"
Her words accented his thrusts and drew him closer to climaxing.
Joey groaned in her ear and grunted as his cock plunged in and out of her slushy cunt. Mary Ann clutched at his back and replied with a low groan. The tension had built to another peak and she could feel it teetering on the-brink of exploding.
His slim, hard body bouncing on hers drove her nearer with each move. Mom!" the boy gasped and stiffened. His young body shook with the tremors of pleasure that racked him.
Mary Ann sucked her breath in sharply and held it. His cock pumped a stream of hot come into her and she released her hold on herself and followed him into climax. She shuddered and quaked under him. Her pleasure grew and expanded. Her cunt clutched at the boy's cock, milking it.
Panting and gasping for breath, Joey collapsed onto her, their sweat damp bodies slippery against each other. Mary Ann moaned softly, her hands stroking his back, her cunt spasming around his pulsing cock.
The slow rolling waves of pleasure carried Mary Ann back through time to her teen years and her sex education. She released her hold on the present and let herself slide back.
Bobby had come to her bedroom as he had been doing for nearly two years. Their father was out for the evening and they had both taken quick showers. They were still damp and cool from the water.
Bobby lay on his back when Mary Ann strutted into the room. His cock was half-hard, lying on his belly. The girl sat down on the bed and reached for the semi-hard rod. Her brother smiled.
"Looks like your cock might need some coaxing." Her hand stroked the warm flesh.
"Nothing that you can't handle," Bobby quipped. His cock was beginning to swell.
The girl leaned over and kissed the dark plum-shaped head. Her tongue teased the sensitive flesh, tracing the slight ridge and probing at the tiny slit in the tip.
"Mmmm!" The boy's hips flexed and his hand caressed her head.
Mary Ann opened her mouth and engulfed the knob, the wet heat of the cavity drawing a groan from the boy. Her tongue circled slowly around the ridge, dwelling for a moment on the sensitive spot on the underside.
"Oh, Mom!"
"Mmmmph!" Her passion rose and drove a muffled groan from her throat.
His cock hardened and straightened. Her mouth slid down over halfway on it and then pulled back up. In the two years that they had been sleeping with each other, she had come a long way in ability and technique.
Her orange-sized breasts bobbed as her head bobbed. The erect nipples grazed his legs as she shifted back and forth. Bobby caught one of the firm cones and rolled the hard nipple between his fingers.
As Mary Ann sucked and laved her brother's cock, she thought of the night nearly a year before that she had found her father drunk on the sofa and had sucked him off. She had never mentioned that night to anyone and she was sure that her father had been too drunk to remember it. As she sucked her brother's throbbing cock, she wished that she could repeat the act with her father only when he was sober.
Satisfied that he was hard .enough and excited enough, she lifted her head-from his cock and licked her lips. Her fingers still curled around the base of his pulsing shaft, she shifted and swung her leg ever him, her down covered pussy dropping to touch the dark head. Bobby flinched as he felt the wet warm lips press against his cock.
Biting her lip in concentration, Mary Ann bent her head and watched as she guided his cock-head between' her pussy-lips and lowered her cunt onto it. He had finally taken her cherry a few months before and she was still very tight.
Looking up, she saw his face tight in concentration as her snug cunt slowly engulfed his cock. She dropped slowly onto him until she felt his belly against hers and the head of his cock pressed against the end of her love tunnel.
Her small, still girlish body, hovered above him, her face expressionless. Her hands rested on his chest, his hands rubbing slowly across her tender nipples. .
Slowly, she began to move back and forth. Her cunt slid up and down on his cock, moving only an inch or two at first and then a little more. The soft patting sound of flesh meeting flesh reached her ears. The tug and pull of his cock as it slid in and out of her stirred her lust higher and higher. Her face was flushed. Bobby was moaning softly under her. Her pace increased, her hips flexing in greater arcs.
"Oh, Bobby! Oh, yes!" Her voice was husky and thick.
The bed creaked under the two teenagers as their bodies worked against each other. Neither of them heard nor saw the figure that entered the house and then came to stand in the doorway.
A vague odor reached Mary Ann's nostrils, but she was too far gone in her passion to give it thought. It was the smell of liquor. She gritted her teeth and jerked over the boy's body, climbing nearer and nearer her climax. Just as she reached the peak and was about to crash over the edge, a voice broke into her lust fogged mind. .
"Well well, well, what have we here?" their father said, Bobby's eyes popped open and his head jerked to the side. The girl's head imitated his action. Her body was rigid and motionless suddenly.
"Daddy?" she said in a small, shaky voice.
He stood in the doorway, a. strange expression on his face. The two adolescents stared at him with fear on their faces. Mary Ann was the first to look down and see the large bulge in his pants. Her eyes went back to his face and confirmed her suspicion. His expression was a look of pure lust. The man's eyes raked her small body like hot coals.
She felt Bobby's cock begin to shrivel from fear.
She wiggled on him, trying to keep it hard. A smile crept across her lips and she reached out a hand to her father. The man hesitated a second, looking at his daughter, until he read the suggestion in her eyes and her motion. He stepped across the room to the edge of the-bed.
"Mmmm, Daddy," Mary Ann cooed as her small hand cupped the long bulge in his pants. She squeezed and stroked until she felt. the quivering throb of passion run through it and heard him groan.
Bobby watched fascinated as his sister removed the man's pants in a few deft motions. His long, thick cock sprang out of the clothing as they dropped and was captured in the girl's hand immediately.
Mary Ann's eyes were wide as she clutched the throbbing column of flesh. Her little cunt spasmed as she Stared. Bobby stirred wide at her, his cock reviving as her tight hot tunnel milked at it.
The girl looked up at her father and smiled. Her eyes went back to his cock and then her lips followed, brushing the: blunt knob, tasting its heat and flavor. Her tongue lapped slowly at the Satiny flesh. The man flinched and his knees locked.
Ohhhhh, Daddy! Delicious rock!"
Her tongue licked and teased every inch of his cock, pausing now and then to pay special attention to a spot that seemed extra sensitive. Lovingly, she was using every technique she had learned.
'Bobby began to pump his cock up into her cunt, his hands grasping her hips. Mary Ann groaned and opened her mouth. The wet hot orifice closed over the head of her father's cock. His hands caught her head and guided her rhythm.
Laving the huge knob with her tongue, her mouth making slurping sounds, the girl suckled and mouthed his cock. Her cunt spasmed around her brother's cock as she slipped into the climax that she had never completed a few minutes before. The pleasure and lust of it drove her to a new frenzy as she rode its waves. Her mouth worked on her father's cock as her cunt drooled its thin slippery juices over her brother's cock and belly.
"Oh, baby! Oh, baby! Oh, oh!" Her father's voice sounded far away and faint. His hips jerked to and fro, his hands holding her head as he fucked her mouth.
Bobby was bouncing and jerking underneath her, his breathing ragged and his fingers digging into her hips. Both were on the verge of coming, she realized. Her father made it first.
His body stiffened and he groaned long and low.
His cock was halfway down her throat when the first flood of hot thick come burst from it and deluged her throat. She gulped quickly, her mouth working to contain and swallow every drop. A hot spurt filled her cunt and suddenly she was feeling the hot floods filling both ends. Her mind surrendered to the passion and lust of her body and all grasp of reality slipped away.
She swallowed what seemed like a quart of come from her father's spasming cock. Finally, it drained and he pulled it out of her slippery lips and .staggered to the bed and dropped across it. Bobby whimpered as the last spurt emptied into her cunt and he lay shivering with sensation.
Mary Ann rode out the ebbs of pleasure that rocked her body and then lifted her come-filled cunt from her brother's cock. Streams of the milky fluid oozed from her pussy into puddles on' the boy's belly. With a whimper, the girl swiveled and lapped up the thick pools. She finished up by licking his pulsing cock clean.
Her father had rolled onto his back, his huge cock still hard, glistening with the girl's saliva and his own come. Mary Ann looked across at the thick rod and a new flash of heat saturated her young body.
Crawling to the man, she straddled his body and lowered her come-slippery cunt to his cock. Her hands shook as she guided it to her hungry hole. His eyes opened and he started to object. The head of his cock pressed into the tight cunt and the objection died on his lips.
Mary Ann winced as the cock spread the hole of her cunt to the painful point. She was determined to fuck him no matter how much it hurt. Lower came her cunt and deeper went his cock. Pain and pleasure mixed on her face and she gritted her teeth against both. Straining and pushing, she got half-of his throbbing rod inside her before she felt the blunt end stopped by the end, of her cunt. With a sigh, she paused and hovered above him.
Supporting her weight on her knees and hands, she lifted slowly, fucking his cock in and out of her cunt. He groaned and pinched her nipples. With a gurgle, Mary Ann slammed herself down on his cock and rotated her hips slowly.
His hips bucked under her, dry a his cock up and back. They found a rhythm and rode the tides of passion that ripped .through them.
"Oh, Daddy! Fuck me, Daddy!" the girl whimpered. Her head went back and her fingernails raked his chest. "Harder! Harder!"
She bounced and flopped on his cock like a rag doll as his climax neared. A low groan rumbled from him and he drove his cock into her. A flood of scalding come burst into her convulsing little cunt, "Fill it full, Daddy! Fill me full of your come!" she wailed. Her adolescent body shook and jerked on his cock as his come drove her over the brink of her own climax.
Still shuddering, she collapsed onto his hairy chest and lay there gasping like a fish out of water as she rode the breakers of her climax.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"Mom, are you all right?" Joey's voice brought her back to reality.
She blinked and looked up into his concerned young face. His cock was still soaking in her cunt, his slim body resting on hers.
"Yes, I'm fine," she managed to mumble.
"You were squirming and moaning like you were having a nightmare. A couple of times you said, Daddy,"
Mary Ann looked up at him and thought for a moment. A slight smile flickered across her lips and she hugged him to her breasts.
"I'm all right. Are you?"
"I'm okay." He looked a little more relaxed with her assurance.
"Not sleepy?"
"No. Wide awake," he replied.
"Good. Me, too." She kissed his nose. His cock stirred inside her. "Something else is awake."
The boy grinned at her and pushed up on his elbows.
"As much as I hate to move, I've got to pee." Her tone was apologetic.
Joey shrugged and rolled off her, his cock sliding out of her soggy orifice with a soft slurp. She sat up arid paused. His cock glistened in the faint light of dawn. Rigid, it wavered with his pulse.
Fighting the impulse to lick his cock clean, she rose and went to the bathroom.
"Feel better?" he asked when she returned. "Much." She dropped to the bed and stretched out beside the boy.
"I've got to go, now." He rolled off the bed and disappeared through the door.
Mary Ann lay staring at the ceiling, her body warm with love and tingling with desire. She heard the sound of him in the bathroom and the flush of the commode. He came back and found her with her legs open and her fingers stirring slowly between the slippery lips of her pussy. He paused and looked down at her fingers, His cock bobbed as he watched.
"Feel good?" His voice-was low and thick with passion.
Mary Ann looked up at him and nodded. His cock was standing at full length, the dark head rising and falling, slowly. His eyes were riveted to the hairy slit and her long slim fingers, He licked his lips and stood motionless. A flash of heat ran through the woman as she saw his tongue flick across his lips, a thought stirring deep in her mind.
Her eyelids drooped with passion and she pulled her feet up, bending her knees. Her legs opened in a wide V. Her fingers pulled the fleshy lips apart, exposing the wet pink inner lips and the drooling hole of her coot. The boy sighed softly and shifted his feet.
Her finger rolled the knob of her clit. "Would you like to taste it?" The question had surprised her even as she spoke.
He hesitated for a moment and then, without a word, he dropped to the-bed on his knees. His hands rested on her knees as he stared down at the oozing pussy.
For a long moment, he stared at her pussy and she stared at him. Mary Ann held her breath. Her coot throbbed silently and seeped fresh juice in anticipation. Her fingers had stopped their motion and lay still, holding the glistening lips apart.
Almost imperceptibly, his body moved; bending forward. His head dropped very slowly until it was between her knees. His cheek rested on the inside of her knee, his eyes still fixed on her crotch.
He kissed the silky skin of her leg and let his mouth slide down the inner surface, his hands dropping to the bed. His breath was hot on her skin, driving her passion higher.
She groaned. His lips pressed to the soft smoothness of her inner thigh and his cheek brushed the damp curls that adorned her pussy.
Inch by inch, closer and closer, his lips crept toward her steaming slit. Her thighs trembled and she moaned softly. His mouth touched a curl and then a fleshy fold. Mary Ann gurgled and shivered. His tongue licked slowly over the fleshy lip of her pussy. Her fingers pulled harder at them, spreading them wider.
"Oh, Joey! Please! Please!" she whimpered.
His breath played over the tender inner lips and her throbbing clit for a second, and then his tongue" flicked across the slippery flesh. She jerked and whined. Her hips lifted and her leg muscles shuddered. Her fingers clawed at his head.
Suddenly, his mouth was cupped to her cunt, his tongue stabbing at the gooey opening. Soft wet sounds punctuated his licking. His tongue stroked and stabbed, stirring the frothy juices and guiding them into his open mouth.
"Aaahhhhgggnnnnn!" Mary Ann wailed and shook as 'her climax slammed, through her.
Her climax spurred the boy to a fever pitch. His tongue lapped and probed at her drooling cunt. She pulled at his head, trying to guide his tongue to her love button. His tongue touched her clit. He worked at the erect little knob.
Mary Ann jerked and bounced, her hands clutching the boy's head, guiding his tongue and mouth. Her cunt convulsed and spasmed again and, again in climax as he licked and sucked the sensitive little knob. Her mouth hung open and her eyes were clenched shut. She shook and twisted as racking wave after racking wave of pleasure and passion rocked her.
Totally lost in her lust, Mary Ann went from one climax' to another, striving to reach an even higher intensity. Joey's tongue rolled her clit slowly. His lips closed over it and he sucked. She arched her back as if to thrust the small knob deeper into his mouth. He nipped it with his teeth and sucked harder.
Her body strained and her muscles trembled with passion.' His tongue lashed the knob back and forth, his pace quickening. A deep animal growl rumbled from her throat and she pulled his mouth against her clit with all her strength.
The time she hovered in the air, her body shaking with the tremendous climax. was immeasurable. Totally lost and absorbed, her pleasure was all that existed. Slowly she sagged back to the bed with a rush of exhaled breath.
Joey's tongue laved her cunt gently as the final waves of her climax washed her nerves. Her fingers pushed his face from between her thighs, and she pulled him up beside her. Still panting, she kissed his shiny .face and hugged him tightly to her tingling body.
His throbbing cock bumped against her hip. Her still bubbling passion stirred and her fingers found the hard shaft. She caressed the knob, tugging gently at it and pushing the skin back and forth over the shaft. The boy groaned and hunched against her hand.
Her breathing almost back to normal, she pulled the boy up onto her body, their damp skin slippery against each other. Pulling at his thighs, she pulled him astraddle of her torso. He looked down at her a little bewildered.
"Slide up and fuck my mouth," she instructed. Sliding up. Until he sat, on her huge spongy breasts, his cock touched her lips. She put a pillow behind her head and pulled his bobbing cock into her mouth. He sighed u the hot wet orifice closed around the pulsing head.
With a muffled gurgle, she grasped his ass cheeks and pulled him forward. His cock slid into her mouth, the head rubbing against the roof of her mouth as it pushed in. Her nose pressed against his belly, the downy hairs brushing against it. He slumped forward, resting his arms and head against the wall. Her hands pulled and tugged at his ass, setting the pace.
His cock thrust in and out of her mouth, her tongue squeezing and teasing it as it moved. His lust took over and. he thrust at his own pace. He whimpered and pistoned his cock in and out of the clutching wet orifice.
"Oh, Mom! Oh! Oh!"
Her cunt was frothing with passion. Her fingers left his ass and tore at the tender lips of her pussy. She rubbed and massaged her clit, struggling to catch up with the boy's lust. He pounded his cock into her mouth. She felt the throb and lurch of the hard rod and the shudder running the length of it. One hand found his ass and pulled him tighter against her face, his cock pushing against. the back of her throat.
Streams of hot come exploded in her throat and she gulped them down. Her fingers tore at her clit driving her own passion to a fever pitch. Slow, rumbling waves built in her and crashed to a peak.
She wailed around his gushing cock and floundered in her own climax.
Her body reached a pitch, just below the intensity of climax and stopped its ebbing. She hovered in a fevered land of lust. Her cunt throbbed and her nipples and clit were tingling burning knobs.
His cock drained, Joey slid it from her mouth and, rolling to one side, collapsed onto the bed. Mary Ann whimpered and looked at his shrinking cock. She wanted more and more. Her body craved sex. She craved climax after-climax. Her mind created strange pictures of cocks spurting come for her to drink while other cocks filled her hungry cunt with come.
Her fingers worked at her crotch, smearing the slippery juices from it onto her thighs and belly. Her cunt contracted and expanded slowly. with hunger.
Through the fog of her lust-crazed brain, she realized that Joey was asleep. Her body cried out for cock. Desperate, Mary Ann rolled out of the bed and walked hurriedly to the bathroom.
Turning the cold water on full force, she stepped under it, losing her breath as the freezing spray hit her throbbing body. She stood under it as long as she could stand it and then stepped out and began to dry off. It had not quenched the fire.
Tossing the towel aside, she went to the kitchen and took the bottle of bourbon from the cabinet. Pouring a large slug into a glass, she downed half of it in one gulp. Carrying the glass, she went to the window and looked out across the back yard.
She suddenly realized that she was rubbing her burning pussy' against the comer of the washing machine. She stepped back quickly and looked at the wet spot her pussy had left. Half crazed with lust, she bent and licked her own juices from the cold porcelain. As she straightened up, a movement in the back yard caught her eye.
Diablo, Joey's German shepherd was making the rounds of the fenced yard.
Without hesitation, Mary Ann opened the back door and called the dog softly. He trotted to the door, tail wagging and tongue lolling out of his mouth. The sight of the long red tongue sent a shudder through the woman. Diablo stepped inside and looked up at her.
She closed the door and crossed to the table and dropped into one of the chairs. "Come here, Diablo," she whispered.
He padded across to the woman. She opened her legs and he stepped between them, his eyes looking up into hers. He cocked his head to one side and continued wagging his tail.
Mary Ann ran her fingers through her drooling pussy and touched them to his nose. His tongue lashed out and licked the slippery juice from them.
"Taste good?" she asked.
Her hands took his head and pulled his nose up to within an inch of her hairy slit. The dog sniffed fox: a moment and his tail stopped wagging. His long tongue snaked out and sliced up between the fleshy lips of her-pussy. An electric shock ran through her as his tongue laved her cunt and clit.
The dog licked her oozing slit, his tongue slicing through the length of it. Mary Ann found herself shivering as if she were freezing. Every fiber of her body trembled with the impact of the sensations that the dog's tongue stirred in her.
Her body slumped as she slid down in the chair to give him better access to her pussy. Her fingers tugged the fleshy lips apart, exposing the tender pink inner lips. Diablo had begun to whine softly. Mary Ann whimpered and arched her back. Her coot convulsed and she trembled as the first throes of climax ran through her.
Sagging back to the chair, she looked down at the dog through lust-blurred eyes. Her breathing was a ragged wheeze. Her face was twisted in a wild, hungry expression. She stroked his hairy head as he licked feverishly at her cunt.
Mary Ann knew where the act was leading, but she refused to recognize the possibility or admit her desire for it. She sat back and enjoyed the hot, wet tongue on her clit.
Diablo whimpered and lifted his head. His front feet came up to her lap and his hips jerked as he stabbed with his cock, trying to find her cunt. Mary Ann pushed him back down to the floor and tried to pull his muzzle back to her pussy. He pulled his head from her hands and tried to climb on her lap again. His thin cock bumped her leg and she gasped when she felt the heat of it.
Taboos and moral reservations ricocheted in her mind, bouncing and rolling around, becoming a jumble of ideas. Her body cried out for the plunging pleasure of his animal cock while her mind screamed against it. His scorching cock scraped her inner thigh again and she flinched with the contact.
Inning over, she reached under his hairy body and fumbled under his belly. Her fingers closed around the slippery shaft of his long thin cock and her cunt throbbed. She stroked the thin shaft, watching the dog's reaction .. His tongue lolled from the side of his mouth and his hips flexed.
Her own fires bad reached the critical point. She pushed Diablo off her lap and slid to the floor. The dog looked at her in confusion for a moment. Mary Ann positioned herself on her hands and knees, her ass turned toward the dog. He saw a familiar stance and stepped forward. His long tongue laved her cunt and ass and then his forepaws. landed on her back and slid down on either side of her body.
He lunged several times, missing the slushy target. With a moan of passion, she reached between her thighs and guided the pistoning cock into her molten tunnel. A low whine escaped Diablo's throat and he drove his cock into her.
"Oh, yes, Diablo! Fuck me! Fuck 'me!" she whispered.
The dog pistoned his cock in and out of her. His front legs clamped around her torso, his ass jerking ever faster, his cock became a blurred flurry of motion.
Mary Ann pushed back against him, her cunt convulsing and clutching in passion as climax after climax racked her straining body.
Diablo's body moved so fast that she no longer knew where his cock was from one second to the next. The dog fucked her furiously. She only knew her own pleasure as his hairy body moved back and forth over her back. He whimpered and his body slammed to a alt. She felt the sudden swelling in her cunt. He rested on her back as she panted and shivered. For nearly a minute, she felt nothing and then there was the sudden scalding flood of come in her cunt.
Mary Ann squeezed the walls of her cunt around his spurting cock and trembled. The flood oozed to a finish and the large dog whimpered. He slid off her and his cock came out of her with a soft pop. A river of hot thick come ran down her inner thighs.
Mary Ann clawed her way back up into the chair, her' knees too weak to support her. Diablo lay at her feet licking his cock. She watched him and moaned. Her legs were clamped tightly together, her slippery inner thighs squeezing her pussy lips around her swollen, tender clit.
Diablo rose and looked' at the back door. She opened it and he trotted into the yard. She closed the door and staggered down the hall to the bathroom. For the third time that night, she bathed her passion-tender body.
CHAPTER NINE
Mary Ann sat on the sofa, still naked. Her body pulsed with the gnawing lust that saturated her flesh. The sun was up and the rays streamed through the window, yellow and warm. Her feet propped on the coffee table, she squinted through the window at the street. A few cars were passing.
Her hand lay on her belly, her fingers twirling the curls of her pussy hair. Her mind drifted from one sex fantasy to another. Every nerve in her body seemed to be tuned to lust and passion.
A familiar car slowed in front of the house and turned into the driveway.
Jerking erect, Mary Ann stared. The car stopped and the doors were opened. Two men got out and she recognized Bobby and her father. She sat stunned for a moment. They started up the walk and she finally came to her senses and jumped to her feet.
Dashing to her bedroom, she snatched her robe off a chair and 'slipped into it as she went back to the living (room and reached for the doorknob. She swung the door open just as her brother was ready to knock.
"Bobby! Daddy!" she squealed.
"Hi, Sis." Bobby hugged her and kissed her. She slid from his arms into her father's.
"How's my baby?" the older man asked, kissing her.
"Just fine, now!" The feel of their strong arms and hands sent her throbbing body to a neat frenzy. Her pussy drooled from the contact.
"Sit down," she told the two men. "Want some coffee?" .
"No. We bad breakfast at the edge of town," Bobby replied.
They settled on the sofa and she dropped onto the hassock across from them. A broad smile spread across her face and she sat silent, staring. , "Where's Joey?" her father asked.
Still asleep. He Was up late last night an!! I guess he'll sleep all day." Her eyes moved from one man to the other as she spoke. "So when did you decide to come down?"
"Dad called me yesterday morning and we planned it; We left about midnight last night." Bobby took his shoes off as he spoke.
She noticed her father's eyes dropping to her knees as they talked. She decided that he must be able to see under her robe. She made no effort to change positions. The thought sent a surge of warmth through her.
"How are Marge and the kids?" she asked Bobby.
"About the same." There was little enthusiasm in his voice.
"Still a prude, huh?" Mary Ann's grin teased him.
"Right and the kids are spoiled beyond belief. Mark is fourteen and she would still be wiping his butt if he wasn't so' modest." Bobby's face was serious and a little cynical.
"How's it going with you, Daddy?"
"Just fine, No complaints. You?"
His eyes were still straying down to her knees and she was getting wetter. "Pretty good," she replied. "Horny as hell but otherwise all right."
"Have you found you a man to take care of that?" Bobby asked. "
"Well, sort of, but I've had-a bad case last night and this morning."
Bobby looked at her and his mind clicked. A smile spread across his face. "Joey?"
Mary Ann grinned and nodded. Her father chuckled. She looked at him and then back to Bobby.
"He can't satisfy you?" her father asked.
"I don't think anyone man could, the way I have been the last few hours." Her body was warm and tingly as she saw and felt 'both of the men's eyes on her. Her legs opened a little wider, giving, them a better view of her oozing slit.
"Sounds like a challenge to me, Bobby," the . older man quipped.
"Does, doesn't it."
Both men looked at Mary Ann. She raised one eyebrow and leaned back oil the hassock, opening her legs even wider, totally exposing her pussy. "It just might be," she replied.
'Her father's eyes 'were fixed on her glistening pussy lips. She saw the telltale bulge begin to grow in his lap. He licked his lips and stared. Bobby's mouth was turned up in a crooked grin and his cock was bulging also.
"I'm not much for fucking on the floor," the father said.
"Me, either," Mary Ann agreed. "Let's go to the guest room."
She rose and walked to the hall without a word.
Her father and brother followed, both already sporting huge bulges in "their pants. She entered the guest bedroom and turned to face them. Bobby closed the door behind them and smiled at his sister.
With a sultry smile, Mary Ann slipped off the belt to her robe and shook off the garment. She stood naked. Her father's eyes widened and his hands went automatically to his belt. His pants dropped to a pile around his feet.
In a matter of seconds, both men stood naked, facing her. Mary Ann dropped to the edge of the bed and stared at the two rising cocks. "Come here, both of you." Her voice was raspy as she commanded the two men.
They stepped forward and her hands reached for their cocks. Grasping one in each hand, she stroked their hard lengths, watching the foreskins pull back from the dark plum-shaped heads. Her father was shaking a little, his knees locked. Her head dropped and she licked his cock slowly. He moaned and she closed her mouth around the hot knob, sucking softly as her hand continued to stroke Bobby's.
"Just like old times. Right, Dad," Bobby whispered.
"Um-hmm!" The older man was too engrossed in the wet sensation of Mary Ann's mouth to talk.
His cock slid from her mouth and she turned her attention to Bobby's cock. It was shorter and thicker and the head was almost purple. A clear drop of fluid seeped from the tiny slit in the end of it and she lapped it up. Her mouth closed over the pulsing head of his cock and she suckled it wetly, making soft noises with her lips.
"That's it, Sis, eat that cock!" Her brother's voice was husky with lust. She plunged her mouth down over his cock, sinking every inch of it into her wet orifice. The head bumped the back of her throat and he sighed.
Still holding his cock in her mouth, she leaned back, pulling him over on top of her. His legs parted and he straddled her large breasts. Her hand pulled at her father's cock until he grasped her intentions. He dropped between her open thighs and sank his throbbing shaft into her spasming cunt. With a grunt, he lunged, driving his cock to' the hilt in the drooling hole.
Bobby plunged his cock deep into her throat, his balls bumping her chin. His hands grasped her head as he fucked her mouth. She whimpered and moaned around the pistoning cock as. her mouth and cunt both were filled with throbbing flesh.
Her hips and legs' flexed and lifted as She met each thrust of her father's cock, His belly slapped softly against hers as he gained speed and worked out his lust. Her cunt made soft squishing noises with each thrust.
Bobby was lunging harder and faster. His cock pounded against her throat sending her higher and higher. Her coot spasmed and she felt the first wave of racking pleasure rise deep inside her body and shake her like a-leaf in the Wind. She whimpered and mouthed the cock in her throat, her movements begging it to spray its thick, sweet load.
"Uh! Uh! Uuuhhhnnnnn!" Bobby wailed and slammed his cock into her mouth. His come spurted in hot streams into her and she gulped-it down greedily.
Her father was groaning and grunting as he neared his climax. Mary Ann's cunt convulsed as Bobby filled her mouth with come. She crashed into another climax, her cunt squeezing around her father's pistoning cock. The older man groaned long and low and his body stiffened. She felt the scalding flood of his come fill her hungry cunt and wash her insides. Little rivers of it oozed from her pulsing hole, around his cock and down over her ass. She jerked and thrashed under the two men as she rode out the throes of her rending climax.
Bobby's cock slid from her lips and he rolled off her body. Her father hovered over her, shivering with the final burst of his load and then collapsed onto her damp body.
"Ooooooh, Daddy, sooo good!" she wheezed into his ear. Her body pulsed under his, her soggy cunt convulsively squeezing his still hard cock.
Her father pushed himself up on his elbows and smiled at her. With a sigh, he rolled off her and collapsed onto the bed. Mary Ann smiled at him and raised up to a sitting position. His cock. wavered slowly back and forth, glistening with his come and her juices. She looked down at the erect . column of flesh and her mouth watered at the sight. Her mouth opened as she dipped her head. Her tongue licked slowly across the dark shiny knob, scooping the slippery juices into her mouth.
Her tongue lapped at the head and then the sides of the rod of flesh and the man groaned softly. His cock pulsed and stirred. With a low growl, Mary Ann opened her mouth and engulfed the head of his cock. His hands grasped her head and paced her movements. His blunt knob slid across her tongue and into her throat. She hummed around the throbbing flesh, squeezing with her tongue and lips.
"She still sucks cock as good as ever, doesn't she," she heard Bobby tell her father.
"Better, I think the older man wheezed. "Practice. "
She felt the bed sag and saw Bobby crawling around behind her up thrust ass. Her mouth and mind were too involved with her father's throbbing cock to concern herself with Bobby's intentions. She was sure that she would enjoy it, no matter what he did.
Her head bobbed over the blood-gorged, pulsing cock, her tongue stroking and teasing the sensitive
-.flesh with each motion. Her father tugged at her head, thrusting deep into her throat. She felt Bobby's hands on her hips and then the press of his cock against her ass-cheeks, Passion bubbled up inside her as she realized his intent.
Her mouth released her father's cock and she hovered over it,-panting for breath. His hands urged her to return to it, but she resisted for a moment; She wanted to be able to breathe for a few moments as Bobby pushed his cock into her asshole. The blunt head pressed against the tight ring of muscle. His fingers spread the large spongy hemispheres of her ass and he pushed harder. The puckered hole gave a little and the head of his cock sank into it.
"Oooooooooh!" Mary Ann groaned as she felt the blunt knob pushing into the tight dry hole. She wiggled her ass and pushed back against him.
"Feel good?" he fucked with a grunt. "Oh, fuck yes!" she gasped."
She looked down at her father's cock and grinned. "Wait a minute. Let's do a sandwich," she insisted.
Bobby paused and let his cock slip out of her asshole. She scampered up over her father's cock, astride his hips. Her fingers guided the thick rod to the slippery opening of her cunt and she settled slowly down onto it. His cock disappeared into the drooling hole. Bobby moved up behind her.
"Now, Bobby!" she commanded.
His cock returned to her asshole and entered it with a little more ease. He pushed it into the ring of muscle, grimacing a little with the tight fit. He felt the bulge of the other cock on the other side of the thin membrane of flesh between her asshole and her cunt.
Mary Ann moaned and shivered as the throbbing cock sank slowly into her ass. Her body strained to relax and she found that she was trying too hard. Her face dropped to her father's hairy chest and she lay motionless for several seconds. The sphincter muscles relaxed, and Bobby's cock went to the hilt in the snug hole.
Mary Ann lay motionless for several more seconds, savoring the sensation of having two cocks filling her bottom end. She shivered with the thought. The only thing that could feel better would be both of them in her coot, which she knew was impossible. Or possibly another cock to fill her mouth.
Her body shifted and she began to raise and lower her cunt on her father's cock. The motion pulled her asshole back and forth over her brother's cock, The motion of the two cocks in and out of her and rubbing together through the thin wall between the two holes sent her passion spiraling upward. Her cunt and ass throbbed and squeezed at the two cocks.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!". she wailed. "Fuck me! Fuck me!"
The two men rammed their respective cocks into her spasming orifices with abandoned determination. She responded to each thrust with a grunt and a lurch of her body.
Mary Ann felt the strong fingers of her father's hands on her swaying breasts. He squeezed and massaged the spongy flesh, clutching and clawing at them. His fingers rolled the brown nipples, pinching and squeezing. She moaned and rammed her cunt down harder around his throbbing cock.
In' and out the two cocks worked, sometimes together and sometimes in opposite strokes. Mary Ann wheezed and panted, her body slamming back and forth. Another climax racked her. and she hovered a second, trembling. The ,two cocks continued relentlessly.-Bobby was the groan and slam his cock to the hilt in her.
Spewing come flooded her clenching asshole.
Her brother pressed against her back, moaning. He groaned and shivered as his balls sent each stream of come into her. She whimpered and squeezed her asshole around his cock, milking the final drops from it.
"Uuuuunnnngggghhhh!" her father groaned. His hips thrust upward and his muscles stiffened.
Another gushing flood of hot come began to empty into her. Mary Ann found herself bounding from one climax to another. She jerked and bounced, her back arching, her hips flexing as the waves of intense pleasure shot through her again and again., The final spurt issued from her father's lurching cock and he moaned softly. Bobby gasped as he let his cock slip from her clutching asshole and collapsed onto the bed. Mary Ann sat very still on her father, her coot soaking up the last tremor of his climax.
With a wheezy sigh, the woman rolled off her father's cock and fell onto the bed between the men. Her chest heaved and her coot and asshole drooled the white thick come that the two cocks had spewed into them.
"Still the best fuck I ever had," Bobby rasped, smiling at her.
"As good, if not better than her mother," the older man added.
Mary Ann smiled and shivered in the glow of satisfaction and praise that, they heaped on her. Her nipples were tingling with the ebbing waves of pleasure.
They lay silent for several minutes, regaining their breath.' Mary Ann dropped her hands to their slippery cocks and fondled them gently, savoring the warm wet flesh. Her mouth watered to taste them, but her body was still too weak from the fucking they had given her. She stroked them gently and smiled.
The noise of the bedroom door opening stopped their breathing. Three faces turned to the door and three pair of eyes fell on Joey's shocked face.
"Grandpa! Uncle Bobby!" he rasped. "Mom!"
CHAPTER TEN
Father, son and daughter lay rigid for several seconds as the boy stared, at them. Mary Ann was the first to move. Her hands slipped from the two cock and she pushed up on her elbows, a smile creasing her face.
"Come in, Joey!' Her voice was soft but commanding.
The boy hesitated. He looked at the three naked bodies and then to his mother's face. His mind was too muddled to realize that he too was naked.
Mary Ann scrambled over her father's body and onto the floor. Stepping to the door, she reached out and took Joey's ann. Pulling him gently to the bed, she turned and sat down on the edge of it. Her hands on his forearms, she looked up into his face.
"Say hello to your grandfather and your uncle," she quietly commanded.
The boy looked from her face to the two men and back to her. His lips parted and he hesitated.
"Joey?" she said a little louder.
"Hi, Grandpa. Hi, Uncle Bobby." His voice was a raspy whisper.
"Hello, Joey," the older man responded.
"Hey, Joey," Bobby replied, pushing himself up into a sitting position.
"What's wrong, Joey?" Mary Ann asked.
The boy looked at her hard for a few seconds.
Her eyes met and held his. "It's just-"
His eyes shifted back to the men and then back to his mother. His lips worked, but words refused to come out. Mary Ann glanced down at his soft cock and her hands slid from his arms and down across his. belly. As her fingers cupped his balls and cock, she looked back up into his eyes.
"You aren't the only one that I have fucked nor will you be." Her voice was loving as she spoke. Her fingers stroked. "I was fucking your grandfather and your uncle long before you were born. And I will fuck them as long as we live. I love them and they love me and we all love to fuck."
The boy nodded and a faint smile crept across his mouth. Her fingers were rousing cock. It began. to swell and grow under the ministrations of her soft warm fingers. His hand fell on her shoulder and she pressed her cheek against his chest.
"Your mother is a rare woman, Joey," Bobby interjected, "Not many men are lucky enough to have a woman like her in their family." "
The boy nodded to his uncle. He looked back to her face and saw and felt her lips graze his cock-head. He flinched and sucked in his breath. Her hands lifted his balls and hardening cock and her tongue laved them in one swipe.
"Looks like he's' going to have a cock like the rest of the men in this family," her father chuckled.
"It's more like his father's, she replied. "But he likes to fuck like his grandpa and his uncle."
Her mouth opened and her fingers tucked his bobbing cock into it. He gasped and clutched her head. She sucked the entire length of his cock into her mouth and hummed around the throbbing shaft.
The boy whimpered as her hot wet mouth drew his cock to its fullest length' and girth. Her fingernails scraped the underside. of his 'balls and teased his puckered asshole. Just as e began to slip into a haze' of lust and his hips thrust his cock into her mouth, she released his throbbing tool and smiled up at him.
"Let's show them how much of a man you are," she whispered.
She knelt on the bed, presenting her ass to him.
He could see the gaping, drooling lips of her hairy cunt between her thighs. Her long fingers reached between her thighs and motioned to him. He stepped to her hand and she grasped his bobbing cock. Her fingers guided it to the mouth of her cunt. The dark head slipped easily into the slushy opening.
"Now, ram it to the hilt!" she rasped.
The boy paused and then his hips jerked forward and his cock sank to the hair into her. Mary Ann groaned and wiggled her ass against his belly. "OOOO, baby! Good cock!" she wheezed.
The boy grinned and began pistoning his cock in and out of her, his belly slapping her upturned ass softly. His hands gripped her hips and he ground his belly against her as he rotated his cock inside her cunt.
"Harder! Fuck me, harder, baby!" she groaned. His belly slapped harder and he drove his cock harder into her. She twisted and jerked and panted as he fucked harder and faster. His balls bounced off her throbbing clit with each thrust.
Joey looked down at her ass and saw the puckered hole spasm and a glob of thick come ooze from it. He paused a moment. His mind reeled at the thought.
"Don't stop! Fuck!" Mary Ann demanded.
She felt him fumble for a moment and then his cock slipped out of her. She whined and reached between her thighs, her fingers clawing for his cock. She froze when she felt the blunt head of his cock pressing against her asshole. A shudder ran through her.
"Yes! Yes! Fuck my asshole!" she wailed.
His cock pushed against the resistance and then parted the ring of muscle and the head slipped inside. The hole was tighter than her cunt but just as slippery due to the remaining come in it. He pushed forward and buried the shaft deep inside her asshole.
"Uunnh! Unnnnh!" Mary Ann grunted with each thrust. Her asshole squeezed and clutched at his pistoning cock.
"Oh, Mom! Oh! Oh!" he whimpered with each thrust.
She sighed and pushed back against his thrusting hips, meeting them with her firm ass-cheeks, His cock plunged and tugged at her asshole, driving her higher and higher.
From the comer of her eye, she saw her father sitting .up at the head of the bed. his stiff cock waving slowly back and forth. She grasped the hard column of flesh and stroked it.
Joey whimpered and rammed his cock deeper.
He forced his eyes to remain open as he watched her stroking her father's cock. When she tugged at it, pulling the man's body back down on the bed and closed her mouth over the dark head, the boy almost came. His teeth chattered and his cock squished in and out of her snug asshole.
Mary Ann engulfed her father's cock and buried almost all of it in her mouth. The plum-shaped head. bumped the back of her throat and she twisted her head, trying to get it farther down her throat. Her head bobbed up and down over the pulsing dick. Pussy juice-and come dribbled down over the boys' balls and made wet sounds as he-pounded his cock into her asshole. His body stiffened and he shivered. A whimper escaped his parted lips. .
Mary Ann thrashed and jerked as she felt the first scalding spurt of the boy's Come in her asshole, Her mouth slurped at her father's cock and her body jerked, with the first waves of a climax. She whimpered and smacked around the cock as the other one filled her clutching asshole with thick come.
The boy collapsed' onto her back, his skin damp with perspiration. His prick remained lodged in her asshole as he lay panting on top of her. She worked furiously over her father's throbbing cock. He lunged upward, driving it deep into her throat, his hands grasping her head, holding it immobile as he fucked her slurping mouth.
"That's it, baby! Suck Daddy's cock! Suck it all the way!" he urged, his hips lifting to drive his swollen tool into her open throat.
The man let out a groan and stiffened. His back arched and his muscles went rigid. He shivered and shuddered for a long moment and then his cock pumped scalding strong come into Mary Ann's gulping throat.
Mary Ann found that she was in the almost continuous throes of climax. Her body thrashed and her cunt spasmed.
She lifted her head. She gasped for breath. Her eyes were glazed and her muscles flinched with the waves of pleasure and passion that shot through her. Bobby sat staring at her, his hand stroking his hard cock. She looked at him and licked her come-smeared lips.
Joey groaned and rose shakily. His cock eased from her soggy asshole and he rolled from her back and sat on the bed. She didn't even look at the boy. She scrambled across her father's heaving body and clutched Bobby's cock. She surveyed the long, veined shaft and the dark blunt head and she moaned.
Bobby's cock throbbed in her hand. Where do you want to stick it?" she asked. Bobby looked at her in surprise for a moment.
Then he looked at her closely. He recognized the symptoms. He had seen them several times before.
She was about to have a fucking however you want it." His reply triggered her passion.
She swung her leg over his hips and lowered her cunt to the plum-shaped head of his cock. Drops of come and pussy-juice dripped over it as she came down on it. Her cunt gaped open, swallowing up his cock in one-slippery, hot motion.
Mmmm!" she hummed as her cunt lips touched his belly.
Slowly, she rocked back and forth, her cunt walls tugging at his cock, her ass brushing back and forth over his balls. Her finger clutched his. arms, her fingernails digging into his muscles. Her shiny, damp breasts swung up and down with each roll of her hips. She picked up speed, her hips flexing and hunching down on him.
"Fill me full, Bobby!" she moaned. Her head fell back and her eyes clamped shut. Her mouth flew open. "Fill my slimy coot full of come!"
She jerked and rolled over him, her body strained to crest and explode in another climax.
Bobby rode with her, his hips rising and falling with her rhythm. His whole crotch and inner thighs were wet with the juices that oozed from her cunt and asshole.
The bed groaned and squeaked under the violent motion of the two bodies. The older man and the boy watched the couple slapping against each other. Suddenly, Mary Ann stopped and was very still. Her eyes popped open and she stared into space.-Her cunt lifted slowly from Bobby's cock, releasing a flood of Come from the slushy hole. The globs of slippery fluid slid down over his cock and balls, standing in puddles on his belly.
Mary Ann looked down at the warm liquid and her body off her brother's. She dove at his crotch, mouth open, tongue extended. She lapped up first one puddle and then another until his belly, balls and cock were clean. She then turned her attention to his cock. It disappeared into her open mouth. Her throat worked furiously, her mouth making slurping, smacking sounds as she sucked hungrily at his throbbing rod.
"Mmmphh!" she grunted as her own climax slammed through her.
Her fingers squeezed at his balls as her mouth coaxed and sucked his cock. Bobby watched and moaned as he neared the exploding point. He slammed his cock to the hilt in her mouth and hovered in an arch over the bed. His legs trembled and his ass-cheeks clenched. A long, hot stream of come spewed into her open throat and the woman whimpered around the pumping cock. Again and again her mouth was filled, and again and again she gulped the strong hot come down.
Exhausted" Bobby pushed her still-sucking mouth from his-throbbing cock and fell in a panting heap on the bed. Mary Ann whimpered and licked her come-smeared lips. She looked around at the boy and the older man.
"Oh, Daddy! I need more cock!" she wheezed. He looked at her and opened his band. His cock lay limp in his palm. With a whine she looked at Joey.
"Come fuck, Mommy!"
The boy gazed at her, his cock half hard. She licked her lips and lay back on the bed, her head resting on Bobby's legs and her legs over the tops of her father's legs. The boy scrambled over onto her and started to stop between her spread thighs. Her hands caught him and pulled him upward, "In the mouth!" she instructed.
Joey positioned himself over her, sitting back on her spongy breasts, His pulsing cock-head touched her open lips. She jerked him. forward, burying his cock in her mouth, She moaned and laved the tube of flesh with her snake shaped tongue. He gurgled and began fucking her sucking mouth.
His cock made long raking strokes against the roof of her mouth and her tongue. Her hands cupped his buttocks, pulling him into her mouth and then stopping him from pulling his cock completely out of her mouth.
The boy hunched his hips in long rolling strokes, taking full advantage of the wet friction of her mouth. Her tongue caressed the sensitive underside. of the shaft with each lunge. He began to moan and push his cock deeper. She tugged at his ass, encouraging him. His hips jerked forward and he trembled.
"Aaaaaahhhhhgggnnn!" Joey's cry echoed in the small room.
Mary Ann rammed his bucking cock to the hilt in her mouth and opened her throat. Thick hot streams of come exploded from him and she gulped them down greedily. Without hesitation, she swallowed spurt after spurt of his strong, hot fluid.
Shivering with the final stream, Joey groaned and fell to one side, his cock popping from his mother's mouth and pulling a long string of come from her lips. She licked it back into her mouth and whimpered.
The woman. lay on her back, her vacant eyes staring at the ceiling, her mouth working slowly.
Smeared come glistened on her lips and chin. Her hairy cunt drooled globs of the thick white fluid. Her legs were splayed open, her knees drawn up. The lips of her cunt gaped open, exposing the dark wet inner lips. Her clit stood red and swollen at the-top of her slit.
"A cock! A cock!" she rasped in a husky whisper.
Her fingers slid down across her trembling belly and scooped the slippery globs of come from her cunt. She smeared the thick fluid over her belly and breasts, rubbing it in slowly.
She rolled over and looked at the two older men. Her father lay with his eyes closed, his limp cock between his legs. Bobby looked back at her and she saw a pulse run through his half-hard cock. She smiled and rolled off the bed and stood on unsteady legs. She left the room and wobbled to the kitchen. She returned to the bedroom with an empty glass. Clutching it in her hand, she crawled across the bed to Bobby's prone body and wrapped her fingers around his cock.
Slowly stroking the throbbing tool, she watched it with glassy eyes, her lips moving in silent words. Her brother watched her, his eyes showing his confusion. She stroked his cock with determination, holding the glass a few inches away.
"Come for me, Bobby, please!" she whispered, her eyes never leaving his cock.
Her fingers were working their magic; stirring his cock to rock hardness. He moaned softly and lay back, closing his eyes and .surrendering to her demands. His hips began to flex and lift. Her hand speeded up, massaging the dark blunt head. He gasped and lunged up against her hand. His back arched and his legs trembled.
Mary Ann smiled and drew the glass to his cock, tipping it. He groaned and shuddered. Long streams of come splashed into the glass, She milked his cock gently until he gurgled and pushed at her hand.
Her head dropped and she quickly licked the last clinging drops from his cock and then rose and turned to her father. The older man had opened his eyes to watch what was transpiring between his children. His cock had started to rise when he realized what her intention was. Her fingers closed around his swelling cock.
"Now, Daddy, it's your turn," she whispered. Her eyes fixed on his cock, she repeated the act, stroking and caressing his cock. He watched for a moment and then succumbed to her fingers, His cock throbbed to full length and .she milked and stroked until his body shook and his cock lurched in her hand. The glass Caught the spewing come. As the last of it dribbled into the glass, she leaned over and cleaned the plum-shaped head, and she smiled up at him.
Joey was ready for her. He knelt on the bed, his hand stroking his cock, slowly and methodically, His eyes were glazed and wide. She pushed his hand away and took up his rhythm.
"And now my baby's," she whispered.
Her fingers stroked and rubbed the length of the rigid young dick, urging it to the exploding point. The boy began to shake, his hips flexing. He lunged forward against her hand and whimpered.
"Ooooooooh!" she crooned as his cock spurted streams of hot white come into the glass.
Emptied, he sank back and she licked him clean.
Releasing his still-pulsing cock, she rose-to her knees between the three males and held the glass aloft. With a strange glint in her eyes and a wide smile, she-silently toasted each of them, swirling the glass slowly. .She tipped the glass. The thick come slid down. She swallowed slowly, savoring the mixed taste of the three different loads.
Still warm, the thick fluid slid down her throat.
Her body shivered in climax after climax as she drank the contents of the glass. The three males watched, transfixed, She came almost with each swallow. Her hips flexed-and trembled, her cunt drooling.
Tilting-the glass almost straight up, the last drops slid into her gaping mouth. She moaned and collapsed into a quivering heap, her legs jerking with the intensity of her passion.
The three men watched, slightly astounded. She shivered and jerked, her mouth agape, her eyes clamped shut. A drop of come trickled from the comer of her mouth.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"Your mother has loved to fuck ever since she was a little girl," Bobby told Joey. The four of them sat at the small kitchen table, Still naked.
The boy looked at his mother. "How old were you when you first started?"
Mary Ann smiled and paused in thought for a moment. "About eleven, when I first started playing with sex. I didn't lose my cherry until over a year later. Your uncle Bobby took care of that little chore." A smile crossed her lips again as she thought of the' past.
"And that got her started, It wasn't long after she lost her cherry that I was fucking her," her father said.
The boy looked from one to the other. His eyes were still a little wide with disbelief.. His mother and her fatter and her brother and now him. He grinned and shook his head slowly.
Mary Ann drained her Coffee cup and set It aside. Surveying the three men, she felt the, warm fires of position beginning to glow deep inside her body. She pushed her chair back and stood.
"Now, there is, one more thing I want." Her voice was subdued but firm.
"What?" Bobby asked, looking up at her.
"All three of my men inside me at once." She watched their reaction.
For a moment there was none and then Joey reacted. His cock rose and pulsed as he looked up into her face and thought about what she had in mind. Bobby smiled and nodded.
"You never get enough, do you?" her brother asked.
"Never!" Her long fingers combed the curly hair at her crotch her eyes looking heavy lidded from one to the other. "And I don't want to fuck on the table, either."
Joey was the first on his feet and followed her to her bedroom. Bobby and her father were close behind. Joey was stretched out on the bed when the two men entered the room. Mary Ann leaned over the boy and stroked his young cock to full hardness quickly. Without a word, the woman crawled astraddle of her son and lowered her dripping cunt to the head of his jerking cock and sank slowly over it. He sighed as the warm wet hole engulfed his pulsing rod.
Bobby looked at her. full ass and thought for a minute, trying to decide which end of her body he wanted to slip his already swelling cock into.
"I want yours in my asshole, Bobby," she instructed. She punctuated the sentence with a soft grunt as she settled over the full length of Joey's cock. "And Daddy's in my mouth."
Bobby grinned and stepped up behind her upturned ass. His strong fingers spread the full cheeks, exposing the puckered brown hole. His dark cock bobbed as he eased it between the full firm hemispheres. He pressed it against the ring of muscle.
"Oooooooh!" Mary Ann crooned as she felt the blunt head of her brother's cock press into her tight asshole. She sighed as he pushed harder and pierced her sphincter. His cock slid into her, filling the snug hole. The cock in her asshole and the one in her cunt rubbed against each other through the thin wall of flesh separating them.
Her father rounded the bed and knelt in front of her. His cock pulsed Slowly in its half-hard state. She smiled and lowered her mouth to it. Her red lips opened and caught the dark end of it. She sucked and scooped with her tongue, pulling the spongy tube into her throat.
Lust and passion rolled into her already foggy mind. She wiggled against the two cocks in her lower end and sucked hungrily at the one in her mouth. Her hands tugged-at her father's hips, urging him to fuck her mouth, His cock began to swell to full length and he took her urging. His hands held her head and he thrust his throbbing cock into her throat. A humming moan escaped from her throat and vibrated around his plunging cock.
Mary Ann's body rocked to and fro with the lunges of three cocks. Her body openings filled with hot, hard flesh, she abandoned herself to the lust and passion that boiled deep in her belly. A vague feeling crept into her mind that she was merely a tube with each end filled with cock and when they spurted their load, the come would blend together.
Joey began to whimper under her, his hips lifting to P his young cock just a little deeper. His hands clutched at her rolling hips ... Bobby' pounded his cock into her asshole, rubbing it against the boy's through the thin partition of flesh between the two holes.
"Uh! Uh! Mom! Mom! Aaaaannnnngggghhhh!" the boy cried and arched his body up against hers.
He shuddered and strained and Mary Ann felt the splash of liquid heat filling her spasming cunt. She had been running from one climax to another and with the spew of his come she slammed into another, more intense than the previous ones.
Bobby's hands cupped her large spongy breasts, squeezing and pinching in rhythm with his thrusts. His belly slapped her ass cheeks as he drove his swollen cock to the hilt in her snug hole. His breath was a sharp grunt with each lunge. His fingertips dug into her breasts and he rammed his cock into her with total abandon. Through the fog of her climaxes, she knew that he was on the brink of filling her asshole with his juice.
Her brother's cock seemed to be gouging at her very core. Her asshole squeezed his cock and he crammed it to the hilt. A low wailing moan' escaped his clenched teeth. His knees buckled and his muscles went rigid. Mary Ann pushed back against him and pulled her father's cock deep into her throat. Bobby's cock began to pump come into her ass and she shivered with her own intense climax.
Her father's hands clutched at her head, tugging at it. His hips flexed he fucked her drooling, hot mouth. He pushed his cock-head into her throat and paused as she squeezed the underside of his cock with her tongue. In and out, he slid his cock, building speed as he felt the first surge of his climax rising from his balls.
"Uuuuuugggnnnnn!" the older man whimpered and lunged one final time. His cock jerked in her throat and a thick stream. of hot come squirted into her mouth.
Mary Ann moaned and gurgled around the pumping cock, her body humming with the waves of pleasure that her climax brought. Bobby's cock spewed its final burst of come into her asshole and he stood behind her, trembling with the intensity of his pleasure. Her father's cock fired its final spurt and he hung for a moment in the final throes.
Cocks-slid out of her orifices and bodies rolled away from hers. She fell off Joey and lay on her back gasping for air, her face shiny with come, her ass and her cunt drooling come. The three males lay around panting for air.
Mary Ann lay inert, the three orifices of her body oozing come. Her face and the inside of her thighs were smeared with the slippery fluid. Her eyes fluttered open and she sighed softly. Her large breasts heaved With her breathing, the nipples still rigid.
"You okay, Mom?"" Joey asked.
"Mmmmmm," she moaned in reply.
"She looks almost satisfied," Bobby injected. "Uh-uh!" Mary Ann denied. She rose shakily and surveyed the three males. Her eyes went from one wet cock to another. Her pink tongue licked her full red lips slowly and she gazed at Bobby's cock.
"No way!" He shook his head as he spoke.
Her father rolled off the bed and walked shakily toward the bathroom before she could look to him. She turned her eyes to her son.
"How about my baby?" she asked softly.
Joey gazed back at her. His cock pulsed and began to rise in answer to her question. She smiled and reached for the boy. Pulling him toward her, she guided his hand to her slushy, come-smeared cunt. His fingers sliced between the gooey lips and massaged her hard little clit. Mary Ann groaned and reached for his cock.
"Oooooooh, yes! Rub it, baby!" she crooned. Her slim fingers stroked the length of his growing cock, urging it to its full length. It throbbed and swelled against her palm. Her lips came to his and her tongue probed hotly into his open mouth. Her breath was hot on his cheek and her fingers tugged at his cock with a frenzy.
His fingers dug into her pussy, stroking and rubbing the sensitive and tender flesh, working her into a froth of passion. She moaned into his mouth and leaned slowly back, pulling him with her. She landed on her back, her legs splayed open. He fell between his thighs, his cock slicing down through her hot, slippery cunt-lips. A soft croon escaped her open mouth.
"Stick it in!" she rasped.
The boy followed her instructions, pushing his jerking rod into the molten hole. A soft growl from her throat punctuated his penetration. Her legs came up and circled his waist, her feet locking behind his hips. 'With a grunt, he plunged his cock to the hilt and caught one of her nipples between his teeth .
"Ooooooh, yes, fuck me!" she gasped. Her fingers clawed at his young back, her feet spurring at his ass.
His cock began to work in and out of her, slowly, his balls bumping her wet asshole with each stroke. Mary Ann grunted with each thrust and arched up to meet him. Her cunt flexed and clenched at his pistoning cock, milking it like a hot wet hand.
"Uuuuuhhhh!" she rasped as the first surge of pleasure skipped through her body. Her ass lifted and she hovered above the bed as the waves of climax built deep within her.
"Oh, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" she wailed.
Joey gave over to his passion and abandoned himself to his desires. His young body worked over hers as he plunged his gorged cock in and out of her clutching hole. His balls spasmed and a tremble ran through his ass and up his spine. He whimpered and drove his cock to the hilt one final time."
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" his mother rasped as she felt the first spurt of his scalding come.
Her body shook and she jerked as he filled her convulsing hole with his hot come. Again and again she felt the splashing warmth fill her and ooze out around his jerking rod. With a low groan, he collapsed, spent. "
She cuddled his trembling body and rode the ebbing waves of her own climax. Holding him, she relished the damp heat of his body and-the throb of his cock inside her.
He rolled off her and sighed hoarsely. She felt a body settling onto hers. Opening her eyes, she found her father's smiling face above hers. His cock pushed into her still-pulsing cunt. She smiled and circled his neck with her arms and his waist with her legs. His cock sank slowly into her, filling and spreading her cunt walls.
Her head went back and a smile of ecstasy spread across her face. The soft wet sounds of his fuck came to her ears and the heat of his body filled hers. She moaned so and rose to meet her father's thrusts.
