It has been said that nearly every community contains a cross section of Americans within its confines, thereby maintaining an image unique in this country today. Every town has its doctors and lawyers, its coaches and teachers, and its clerks and carpenters, and each individual has in turn been touched to some extent by emotions common to all men -- greed, lust, envy, and distress.
EASY PIECE FAMILY is a story of everyday responsible people whose lives are wrought with common frailties; people who seek pleasure, profit, expediency; people not unlike those who may live in your town or your neighborhood. Respectable citizens -- yes, but not without the foibles and weaknesses seen every day in nearly every city.
EASY PIECE FAMILY provides a unique insight into those emotions with which we all must live, a look at America at the grass-roots level.
The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"Is it really that bad?" Becky asked, looking into her father's eyes, wishing there was something she could do to soothe the pain he obviously felt. "Isn't there anything I can do?"
"No, there's nothing you can do," Papa replied, sitting behind his desk at his office. "I've got a lot of work to do if this company is ever really going to get off the ground, and your mother has trouble understanding that. She just doesn't like the fact that I must work long and hard if we're ever going to be able to send you to college."
Becky had been waiting for just such a moment. She had seen her father recently going between his bedroom and the bathroom wearing just a pair of underwear. Becky's mind may have been playing tricks with her, but she was convinced that she'd seen the largest cock-bulge in the world. Just thinking about what kind of cock her father must possess had turned her young pussy all hot and creamy, making it impossible fort her to do anything but lock herself away in the bathroom to finger-fuck herself until she gushed out her pussyjuice, and found what relief there was in getting herself off that way.
"Maybe there's something I can do to make you feel better," Becky whispered, her voice low, warm and caressing. She walked around the huge wooden desk her father loved so much, with an odd, cryptic smile passing over her beautiful face. "Isn't there anything I can do to make you feel better, Papa? Anything at all?"
Papa tried to swallow, but there was a dry lump in his throat that just wouldn't seem to go away. He looked at his teenaged daughter, wondering what was going through her mind. She had an innocent appearance, dressed in the silver-and-gold cheerleader uniform, but when he looked into her dark-brown eyes, what he saw had nothing to do with innocence whatsoever.
His daughter had grown-up, Papa suddenly understood. There were changes in her that hadn't been there before. And the changes came seemingly overnight. Becky's body had taken on slender, svelte curves, her tits flaw small, hard-nippled cones that pushed against the front of her loose-fitting sweater. Her waist was extremely slender -- Papa doubted it could even be twenty inches around -- and her hips were trim. She had tight ass buns, Papa noticed. Nice and tight. He wondered what it would feel like to cram his big prick between her asscheeks, driving his cock into her ass until she writhed with ecstasy beneath him as he plundered her body. And her ebony hair, dark-brown eyes and moist red lips promised to bring him a kind of pleasure he never thought existed.
Papa shook his head a little, clearing his thoughts. He had to get those sexual thoughts of his own daughter out of his mind before she read his thoughts in his expression. Becky had always been able to read Papa's thoughts better than anyone else in the family.
"Becky, I don't think you really understand what you're saying."
Becky just smiled at her father. "No, you only think I don't know what I'm saying. Actually, I've never been more sure of anything in my entire life."
Becky reached down and took her father by the arm of his chair and turned him so that he faced her. She looked straight into his pale eyes and whispered, "I just want to make you happy. Is there a crime in that?"
Papa couldn't even shake his head no because of the wild pounding of his heart.
"Go ahead, Papa, take it out," Becky whispered, getting comfortably settled on her knees. She couldn't tear her eyes away from her father's crotch. "Take it out for me and I'll show you what I can do."
Becky watched Papa's hands as he slowly pulled down his zipper, opening the fly of his expensive phi-striped slacks. She wanted to close her eyes, to not watch what he was doing, but she was too fascinated to do that, too curious as to what he would pull out of his pants. She wondered for a moment if she were losing her courage now, after so wantonly seducing her own father.
Would his cock be little, skinny, weak? Or would he have a nicely sized hunk that would fill her hot, moist mouth? Had she guessed right when thinking he had a big prick, or was that just her teenaged fantasies coming out?
The answer to Becky's unspoken question came the moment Papa pulled his prick out and she saw the biggest prick she'd ever laid her eyes on. Becky wasn't the most experienced cocksucker in the world, but she wasn't a virgin, either.
"My God!" Becky gasped.
Papa released his cock, letting it lay against his thigh. He was supremely hung. The proud possessor of a cock that would measure a complete twelve inches long when fully erect. And it was more than just long. Papa's prick was also extremely thick.
Becky knew she could fit the cock head into her mouth, but she highly doubted she could suck much more than that of the prick between her lips. Papa's colossal column of cockmeat, even though it wasn't hard yet, was almost frightening to look at. The thought of taking a cock the size of Papa's into her tight little pussy -- or worse yet into her asshole -- made Becky shiver a little as she remained on her knees between Papa's spread thighs.
"I can't believe I'm doing this, but here you go," Papa said, a strange, unreadable expression on his face. His expression was an odd combination of lust and fear. "Suck on this for a while and you'll see what happens."
Papa picked up his cock, raising it until the cockhead was nearly touching Becky's lips. Becky stared at the pricktip, her eyes trying to judge how large it was, her mind spinning dizzily.
"I..." Becky began, then silenced herself. There was no real reason for her to say anything. This was not the time for words and she knew it. She had started something with her father, and now it was time to follow her words with action.
Papa's prick wasn't completely elongated yet.
He touched the enormous cockhead to Becky's moist, red lips. "Come on," he told her, "suck my cock."
Becky felt the warmth of the cockhead against her mouth. She squirmed a little closer to Papa and then, with her wavy ebony hair streaming down her cheeks as she turned her face straight down, she began planting light kisses on the fleshy crown of the cock.
"Ohhhhhh! Lick it," Papa instructed. "Lick my cock, Becky."
Becky did as she had been instructed. She allowed the very tip of her tongue to play out between her red lips, grazing lazily over the head of Papa's prick. The touch and taste of his cock excited her, making her cuntlips tingle a little. She stifled a moan that threatened to escape from her throat. Her small tits jiggled tautly inside her bra and the sweater of her cheerleader's uniform, and the nubby, cherry nipples had grown hard and erect.
"In your mouth, damn it," Papa hissed. His daughter had turned him on too much for him to be very patient with her.
Becky did not comply immediately to Papa's wishes. She opened her lips and licked circles around the pisshole, then around the entire knob of Papa's prick. Tonguing, licking, caressing the cockhead with her lips and tongue, Becky felt the cock stretching, and getting longer and thicker. By the time she finally pushed her lips over the cockhead, it had reached its full, staggering size of twelve inches long.
"Awwwwww!" Papa groaned as he felt his cockhead being buried inside the teenager's hot, wet, furnace-like mouth.
Becky tightened her lips around the enormous shaft of Papa's cock, squeezing the fat meat just behind the pricktip. Her jaws were gaping open from the enormity of the cock. It was the largest cock Becky had ever seen in her life, certainly the thickest, longest prick she had ever sucked on.
"Up and down," Papa instructed, his right hand around the meaty shaft of his cock. He pushed the fingers of his left hand into Becky's ebony hair, holding her at the back of the neck, and began forcing her head up and down aver his cock. "Suck it up and down. Work your lips an my cock, Becky. I want to feel your lips and tongue working on my prick!"
Becky's trim, svelte body shivered as she gave the blow-job. Her hands were on Papa's thighs, scratching his flesh lightly through his slacks. She pushed her lips over the magnificent crown of Papa's cock, gulping the meat into her mouth until the cockhead was at the opening of her throat.
The thought of trying to deep-throat Papa's foot-long prick was ludicrous and laughably absurd. There was no way in hell Becky would ever be able to swallow the thick twelve inches of cockmeat that sprouted from Papa's body menacingly, ominously. But the massive size of it was so exciting to the young cocksucker and so thrilling, that all she wanted to do was suck on it to see if it would get even larger.
Becky did her best with the prick, struggling with its mammoth size. She lapped at the clefted underside of Papa's cockhead, swirling her tongue against that sensitive area. When she did this, she felt his cock twitch between her lips, stretching out a fraction of an inch longer.
"Mmmmm!" Becky slurped, struggling some when Papa pushed her head down a little farther than he had previously, forcing his cockhead to push harder against the opening of her throat.
Becky noticed that Papa's cock didn't get extremely hard, not like smaller cocks did. It continued to retain some of its flexibility, getting stiff enough to be able to cram between her tight cuntlips, but not steel-like.
"Suck me," Papa whispered, the tension he felt showing in the tremulous tone of his voice. "That's right, Becky, up and down. Suck my cock. Suck it good. I can't believe my own daughter is giving me a blow-job."
Becky rolled her head and shoulders slowly up and down, allowing the mushroom-shaped head of Papa's cock to pry her lips apart, forcing her jaws to gape open as far as possible. Her smooth, precise facial features were all distorted due to the enormous thickness of Papa's white, stiff prick.
A thick, white, salty drop of pre-cum oozed from Papa's pisshole. Becky licked the drop off, mentally telling herself not to moan, even though she found the taste of the pre-cum delicious. For some reason, she didn't want her father to know how much she loved giving blowjobs.
She squeezed the big prick with her ruby red lips, massaging the cockhead and a single inch of the stiff, throbbing shaft, swirling her tongue against the sensitive, manly flesh. Her lips and tongue played artfully on the hard cockmeat. Her tits jiggled tautly, the high, round, firm cones aching for attention, needing a strong hand or a warm, wet mouth to caress the nipples. Becky had to force herself to keep from pushing a hand inside her sweater to play with her burning nipples.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Papa sighed, keeping a tight hold on Becky's ebony hair, guiding her up and down over his pricktip. His right hand was busy on his cock's shank, moving slowly up and down to give himself a hand-job while Becky gave him a blow-job.
Becky's ebony eyes were gazed with lust. She could feel her cuntlips itching for excitement. Her clit sizzled with frustrated need. Bobbing her lovely face in Papa's lap, she chewed her way down the mammoth cockhead until her lips pushed over the thick ridge that separated the pricktip from the shaft. Then, holding Papa's cockhead in her mouth, Becky rotated her face around the prick, sucking passionately, her cheeks hollowed as she worked a vacuum suction on the manly, delicious cockmeat.
More strong-tasting pre-cum dribbled out of Papa's prick. Becky licked Papa's pisshole, craving the rich eruption of cum she knew she would receive if she continued to suck and nibble and lick his cock expertly. The way she was doing right now. She was thirsty for the eruptions of cum that would spurt train her own father's balls.
"Mmmmmmm!" Becky slurped again, moaning passionately as the erotic flavor of pre-cum tinned on her tastebuds. It was impossible to even try to pretend that she wasn't excited by what she was doing. Her lusty desire to suck her father off was too strong to hide.
Becky could tell that Papa would cum before very much more time had passed. His prick was stiffer than it ever had been since she had sucked his cockhead into her mouth. As she nibbled on the shaft with the pricktip throbbing against the roof of her mouth, Becky could feel the cockmeat pulsing with lust, blood pumping into the colossal cockshaft, making Papa's balls burn with pent-up cum.
"Suck it! Suck it! Suck it?" Papa gasped, his teeth clamped together, the expression on his face a twisted mask of carnality.
Becky felt her hair being pulled by Papa. She wished he wouldn't do such a thing, but she also knew that she couldn't -- at this stage of the blow-job -- stop him from doing whatever he wanted to.
He jerked her head up and down faster, causing her sucking to get louder than before. She could hear her own wet, massaging lips flying up and down over the prick, gliding over the plum-sized cockhead, pushing down the heavily veined shaft. Each time Papa pushed Becky's face down over his prick, his spongy cockhead smashed hard against the opening of her throat, making Becky's eyes water as she struggled to keep from choking on the jaw-stretching, lip ovaling prick.
The fist moving up and down over the cockshaft hit Becky's lips. Papa was pounding on his cock now, not just stroking it. The pre-cum drooled almost steadily out of his pisshole, getting licked off by Becky's tongue whenever she had the chance to pull her head up.
"Fuck! Awwww! Fuck!"
Those were the last words Becky heard before the cum in Papa's balls was released.
The thick, white, milky cum did not explode from Papa's pinhole, as Becky had expected it would. Instead, the cum rolled out of the gargantuan cockhead, squeezing from the slitted tip of his prick to get smeared off onto Becky's frisking tongue.
"Mmmmmmm!" Becky moaned, sucking hungrily on the cock that filled her mouth and fired her senses to a fever pitch. Papa's wad of cum may not have blasted from his cockhead in a torrent, but he definitely had a lot of cum to give his daughter. Cum gushed from Papa's balls in an almost steady stream, filling Becky's mouth. She sucked hard on the prick, siphoning the cum from his balls, using her lips and tongue to entice Papa to completely drain himself.
Pushing down on the back of Becky's head, Papa felt his cockhead nearly stabbing into her throat. Her shoulders jerked suddenly as she gagged on his cock and he let her head up a little, not letting Becky take his cock out of her mouth but allowing the pressure against her tonsils to lessen.
"Ohhhhhhh!" Papa sighed, watching Becky struggle to continue sucking on his cock.
Becky swallowed several times, afraid of losing even a single drop of her father's extremely thick, gooey, syrup-like cum.
She felt his hand loosen in her hair. When this happened, she pulled up so that only his pinhole still separated her red, massaging lips. Becky tongued the slitted end of Papa's prick and received a final drop of salty, tangy cum.
"Very good," Papa said, sounding very casual. "That was a very good blow-job."
When the cock was finally out of Becky's mouth, her lips were tingling from having ridden up and down over his cockhead so many times. Her jaws were a little sore from being forced open so wide for so long. Her eyes were glazed with lust, still moist from choking a little on the giant-sized prick that had been stuffed down her throat.
"Was that what you wanted?" Becky asked, still on her knees, looking up into Papa's face. "Does that make you feel better? Can you stop worrying about what Mama thinks of you working all the time now?"
He gave her a half-smile and replied, "Yes, as a matter of fact that was precisely what I wanted from you." Papa shook his head in amazement. "I didn't really know that I desired you, but I do. It was exactly what I wanted."
Becky got slowly to her feet. She smoothed the short, pleated skirt of her cheerleader's uniform around her thighs a little.
"Papa," she said, her voice a husky whisper, "can I lay down on your couch for a little while? I just want to relax and think about how beautiful you are. I want to live this whole beautiful experience all over again in my mind."
"Of course, darling," Papa said to his daughter. "I've got some paperwork I've got to attend to. You just lay there and close your eyes."
Becky walked to the long sofa and stretched out on it, feeling her father's eyes on her. She laid down, the taste of cum still tingling on her tongue, and wondered if she would ever have her own father's colossal prick stuffing her tight, young cunt.
CHAPTER TWO
"I've had it!" Patty spat, her anger rising rapidly. "I can't take this any more!"
Andrew watched his mother, wondering what exactly he should do. He was a bright young man, capable of seeing more than he probably should have. His mother and father had been arguing lately about how much Papa worked. Andrew didn't have all the details, but he suspected things had come to a boiling point that morning.
Patty, Andrew's mother, had started drinking a little before noon that day. And now she was three-quarters smashed, and looking as sexy as Andrew had ever seen her. He figured she was on her way to some pick-up bar to fuck some stranger. That was his suspicion, and he didn't know that he was dead on the mark.
"Come on, Mama," Andrew said, watching his mother's clumsy fingers trying to stuff the appropriate key into the ignition. "Just cool down a little. If you take off now you'll get nailed by the cops on a drunk driving charge. Do you really want that?"
Patty looked at her son and cursed herself. He was like his father -- not terribly handsome, but possessing that certain special something that was so exciting it made her pussy wet just thinking about it.
What could she do? She couldn't tell Andrew, her own son, what she really wanted to have happen. How could he ever understand that she was frustrated with her husband working all the time and not fucking her enough? How could he know that she was so horny she could hardly cross her legs without cumming?
"Come on, get out of the car," Andrew said. His tone had quite suddenly taken on some authority, not unlike what his father sometimes sounded like. He opened the car door and grabbed his mother by the arm, almost dragging her out of the car. "You don't want to get yourself in trouble, do you?"
"And what if I do?" Patty shot back. She was tired of everything, and right now all she wanted to do was drink a little more liquor, then find herself a man who would fuck her until she came.
Patty wobbled a little when Andrew pulled her to her feet. Andrew took a moment to look at his mother in a way he never really had before. There was no doubting that Patty was beautiful. She had full, sensual lips that would feel magnificent pressed against his own lips or wrapped around his big, hard cock. Her hair was dark, wavy, coming down to her shoulders in luxurious waves and it moved with her moves, flouncing about, always seeming to get in the way, and looking sexy as ever. She was of medium height, but her body was anything but average. Patty had big tits, huge mounds of succulent flesh that billowed out away from her body, jiggling and bouncing whenever she walked. And they were extremely sensitive. She loved it whenever her husband sucked on her nipples. It was nearly enough to make her cum, but then again, she came easily. Her waist was trim and slender and her hips had enough flare to them to truly define her femininity, and to give her womanly curves.
Studying Patty's beauty and body as he never had before, Andrew suddenly felt his cock starting to get hard.
"What are you, the cops?" she said, then giggled. "Hey, I like this. I get arrested by my own son!"
"I'm not a cop, Mama," Andrew said, sounding peeved. He held onto his mother's arm, wishing his cock wasn't getting hard inside his slacks, cursing himself for watching the way his mother's big, creamy tits wiggled and jiggled inside her blouse.
Patty's anger flared again. She didn't need her own son telling her what she couldn't do.
"Take your hands off me!" she hissed, turning to face Andrew. She had inadvertently rubbed her tits against his hand when she turned. The contact against her lust-hardened nipples sent fire coursing through her veins. "Just leave me alone, Andrew. Do as I tell you now! After all, I'm your mother and you're supposed to obey me!"
And then, looking into her son's eyes, Patty saw something she had never seen before. It was lust. Raw, pure, uninhibited lust. It was exactly the same thing that she used to see in his father's eyes, and realizing that was so mindboggling to Patty, that she couldn't speak.
Andrew turned his mother around and pushed her arms flew out and she caught herself, her palms flat against the inside of the garage wall.
"What are you doing, Andrew? This is no way to treat your mother!"
"Just stand there," Andrew said, keeping Patty pushed against the wall.
Patty wasn't sure what was going to happen next, but she doubted she was going to enjoy it. There was something about Andrew that was entirely frightening, something that made the hair tingle the back of Patty's neck. It was a warning sign that had never failed Patty before, and she wondered what it meant now.
He placed his hands on Patty's shoulders for a moment, then pushed thorn down slowly, running his palms against her. When they reached a point just below her underarms, the hands slipped around Patty's body and then cupped her big tits.
"Ohhhhh! These are fucking fantastic!" Andrew chuckled, pressing his fingers deep into the firm, succulent mounds of Patty's D-cup tits.
"Andrew, what on earth do you think you're doing?" Patty's senses were dulled from the alcohol she'd drunk. It wasn't like her to drink too much. The hands pressing against her tits, even through her silk blouse and bra, felt wonderful. But she shouldn't feel this way about her own son, she tried to tell herself. It wasn't right to let Andrew touch her this way, or to treat her so roughly, forcefully, and lustily.
Patty closed her eyes, feeling the tingles creep through her body as Andrew's fingers worked over her nipples. She wanted to protest, to fight against Andrew and tell him to go to his room, but she couldn't make her throat speak the words her mind screamed that she should say.
He worked his hands over her tits, massaging her big tits with alternating pressure, sometimes pinching her bud-like nipples almost painfully hard, other times running his fingertips over her nipples with a feather-light touch.
"Nice fucking tits," Andrew repeated.
"Andrew, you shouldn't use words like that. And you certainly shouldn't be touching me like this." But why, Patty wondered, am I standing here letting him do this?
His left hand continued to work over Patty's tits, but his right hand traveled southward, over Patty's flat stomach. She held her breath with anticipation when her son's palm pressed against her lower abdomen, then continued its path toward her pussy.
"I'll bet you've got a real hot pussy, don't you, Mama?"
Patty did not answer Andrew. She knew there was no reason to. He would understand soon enough how horny she was. As soon as he touched her cunt, he'd feel her pussyjuice, feel how slick her cunt was, how wet she was, how exquisitely ready she was for his cock. She cursed herself for her own rampant lusts and realized at the same time that there wasn't a thing she could do to change herself.
Patty cursed her husband, too. If he didn't work so much, she wouldn't be leaning against the garage wall, allowing her own son to feel her up. Then Andrew's crotch was pushing against her asscheeks, and even through his slacks and her own, Patty could feel the hardness of Andrew's prick. Patty, her head hanging down and her chin nearly touching her chest, breathed in quick, shallow gulps, fighting to keep her senses about her, wanting to be consciously aware of everything Andrew was doing to her.
The hand pushed between her legs, curling around, puffing up so that Andrew's fingers pushed against Patty's cunt. When he forced her panties to mash more tightly against her pussylips, Patty could not keep from moaning. Her clit, small and erect and tingling with lust, sent sizzling waves of pure, unbridled desire coursing through her veins.
"Ohhhhhh!" Patty moaned, her hands against the wall.
Andrew gouged his fingers deep into one tit as he rubbed his fingers back and forth between Patty's thighs. He could feel the heat of her cunt against his fingers. Moving his hips from side to side, he rubbed his rapidly hardening, mammoth cock against Patty's asscheeks.
"Yeah, I knew you were hot, Mama," Andrew said confidentially, pleased with himself. "You're the type of woman who just can't get enough cock. You may not admit it, but that's the way you are. A fucking nymphomaniac who'll fuck and suck at the drop of a hat or the sight of a big cock! You can't stand the fact that Papa's got to work so much, so you were going out to find yourself a man to fuck. But you don't need to go anywhere to get laid. No you don't, Mama. No need to leave your house because I'll fuck you. I'll fuck you just the way you know you need to be fucked."
Patty cursed Andrew for saying the things he said, and she cursed herself because each and every word rang true. She was a lusty wench, a horny nymphomaniac who would do almost anything in the sexual realm just to experience a new thrill, a new sensation. But she wanted to do those lusty things with her husband, not with her son.
"Please, don't do this," Patty whispered, feeling somehow obligated to say such words. She pushed her feet a little farther behind herself, pushing harder against the wall, her arms trembling as she remained in the leaning position that Andrew had put her in.
Each time her son's hand moved up or down, pressing firmly against the juncture of her thighs, Patty's passion became greater, her lust hotter, and her desire more intense. Her long lashes batted against her cheeks and her full, sensual lips were parted. In her mind she envisioned what was happening and she was able to see herself from a distance. There she was, leaning against the wall with her feet spread behind her with Andrew feeling her big tits and rubbing her pussy.
The mental vision was almost enough to make Patty cum right then and there.
"Don't you move," Andrew said quietly. "Don't you move a muscle."
Patty said nothing. There really was nothing much to say. The fire in her pussy had grown to forest fire proportions and the only way it was ever going to be doused was if she got fucked. It was an uncomfortable realization for Patty, but one she had to accept.
"Andrew, wait a second and..."
"I told you to be quiet!"
Patty closed her eyes for a moment, trying to think clearly, coherently. When she felt Andrew's hands at the front of her slacks, then felt the snap come unfastened, she trembled a little. When Andrew caught the tip of her zipper and opened her slacks, Patty rolled her head back on her shoulders, her flesh tingling, her mind reeling with the hazy reality of what was about to happen.
"Let's see your ass," Andrew hissed, a touch of cruelty in his tone. "I've got to see your ass."
Very slowly, taking his time to enjoy each instant of what he was doing, Andrew tugged and pulled Patty's slacks past the succulent curve of her hips. He brought her slacks down to around the mid-thigh level and paused a moment to eye her asscheeks, encased in the tight-fitting black bikini panties.
"Sexy. You are one sexy lady, Mama," he whispered, his monstrously long cock throbbing inside his own jeans.
When she felt fingers curling into the waistband of her panties, Patty gasped. She hadn't really expected things to go this far with Andrew. But then her panties were brought down to her slacks and her ass buns were exposed to Andrew's lusty gaze and she could feel a cool breeze against the heated surface of her pink cuntlips and Patty knew that she wasn't going to get away from this one very easily.
"Like I said before, Mama. You've got one nice fucking ass!"
Andrew reached between Patty's thighs and touched his mother's pussy softly with his fingers. Her cunt was wet, hot, ready for him.
He used the tip of his middle finger to push apart her cuntlips a little. His finger slipped easily into Patty's pussy. He felt the velvety lips of her cunt squeeze around his finger as he pushed it deeper into her pussy.
"Ohhhhh!" Patty sighed, even though she was trying to ignore what was happening to her, trying to pretend that she was really somewhere else, somewhere far away from Andrew and his damnably exciting touch. Her curly, dark hair flounced around her cheeks, tickling her excited flesh. Every sensation going through Patty seemed heightened somehow.
When Patty heard Andrew opening his trousers, she knew what was coming next. What she did not know -- could not know -- was that Andrew had an eleven inch prick for her. His cock was nearly as long as his father's, though it wasn't nearly as thick as Papa's gargantuan pole of cockmeat.
"Take this!" Andrew hissed, holding his cock in his right hand. He looped his left arm around Patty's hips, holding her securely as he brought the fleshy knob of his cock to her cuntlips.
With one long, harsh, skewering lunge Andrew crammed nearly all of his rigid, red-hot cock into Patty's cunt. He pushed into her hard, stabbing his unyielding cock into her tight, wet pussy, forcing her cuntlips to stretch around his invading cockmeat.
"Ah!" Patty gasped when the cock lanced into her hot pussy.
Patty groaned softly as Andrew pulled her hips toward himself, forcing his prick deeper into her cunt. The fat, throbbing cockmeat wedged apart the slick, smooth inner walls of her cunt. When her son pulled back, then lunged at her a second time, Patty felt his hips strike against the smooth curves of her asscheeks and she realized how long his cock really was.
"You're... you're huge!" Patty gasped.
She had all of Andrew's cock engulfed in the wet, tight confines of her pussy. The underside of her son's prick was pressing against her clit, spreading a wild, raging fire throughout her body.
Andrew just chuckled demonically when Patty commented on the size of his cock. He had had countless women and girls tell him how enormous his prick was. His mother Patty seemed to be able to take all of his cock without any pain. Sometimes, when Andrew fucked the young ones, they complained that he stretched his cock too deeply into their tight, little cunts.
Andrew didn't really care so long as he could fuck them until he shot his balls off, flooding his wad of cum into their cunts.
Andrew placed his hands on Patty's curvaceous hips, holding it tightly onto her as he started to move behind her, rolling back and forth to fuck his prick full-length into her pink lipped pussy. He plunged deeply into her, gouging his cock into her cunt until Patty's arms quivered and she was barely able to keep herself pushed away from the wall.
"Ohhhhh! You've got a damn tight pussy, Mama," Andrew whispered, looking down to watch his cock sliding between Patty's ass buns, delving into the secret depths of Patty's cunt. "I should have known you'd have a tight, hot, fuckable pussy!"
Patty caught her lower lip between her teeth and bit down. She didn't want to moan from her pleasure, but each time Andrew crammed his cock into her cunt or pulled it out, his prick rubbed against her red-hot clit, pushing her closer to the brink of ecstasy, closer to that point where she could not help but spew out her load of girl-cum. Knowing that it was her own son's cock that filled her cunt and tuned her on, was the strangest, most exhilarating thing Patty had ever known in her entire life.
Each time Andrew's hips struck Patty's ass, her big tits sloshed and jiggled about, sliding inside her blouse. As they moved about, the friction against her nipples added to the pleasure Patty felt. Her tits burned with passion, the lust hardened nipples electrified with sensuality.
With her slacks and panties down to the middle of her thighs, Patty took everything Andrew had to throw at her, his cock driving lustily into her pussy from behind. He held tightly onto her hips, jerking her ass backward to meet his forward thrust, stabbing his cock time after time into the succulent sheath of her cunt.
"You're going to make me cum," Andrew said between stabbing plunges. He pulled back until he could see the ridge of his cockhead slip out of Patty's cunt, then crammed all of his cock into her pussy again. "Yeah! You're really going to make me cum!"
And you're going to make me cum! Thought Patty, though she kept the thought to herself.
She didn't want her son to cum so quickly, but she also knew that he couldn't have the experience that his father did. He was young, horny, and the possessor of a big cock. There would be another time when she could more fully pleasure herself with his massive prick, when she could wrap her big tits around his cock and watch as it slipped between her sensitive tits.
Another time she could spread her legs and hold tightly onto his body as he pumped his cock to the hilt into her pussy.
Andrew emitted a short laugh and said, "Maybe I should cum in your mouth, eh? How would you like that, Mama? Do you want to suck your own son off?"
Patty said nothing. She didn't want him cumming in her mouth. She needed to have him continue fucking her for just a while longer. Just a couple more blissful, powerful stokes of his extremely long cock and she would cum. Patty spread her arms a little wider, her fingers spread wide as she kept herself pushed away from the wall. If Andrew stabbed his prick into her much harder, she wouldn't be able to maintain the position he had placed her in.
Tossing his hips forward, Andrew fucked all of his cock into Patty. He pushed his hands from her waist up the front of her body until he cupped her satiny mounds of tit flesh. His fingers felt the feminine tit mounds, catching her nipples between his fingers and thumbs. He pinched Patty's nipples hard and she gave out a short, high-pitched squeal of pain.
"You can take it, Mama!" he said, the lust tension going through him showing in his hoarse tone of voice. "You can take it!"
Andrew's fingers tortured Patty's ultrasensitive nipples. Pain coursed through her veins, mixing and mingling with the erotic pleasure caused by his cock pistoning back and forth between her cuntlips, gliding against her red-hot clit. Patty shivered, her full-lipped mouth suddenly opening wide. Silently, with pleasure and pain, she came, her pussyjuice gushing from her cock-filled cunt.
The clear pussyjuice trickled down the insides of Patty's trembling, quivering thighs until it was soaked up in the black bikini panties that were stretched around her spread legs. Andrew, oblivious to Patty's pleasure and passion, was thinking only of his cock. Me crushed Patty's succulent tits in his hands and fucked his cock into her cunt like a maniac, driving into her furiously.
"Awwwwww!" Andrew howled, his cock feeling like it was burning up as Patty's pussy went through contractions, tightening around his prick during her orgasm. The added stimulation was more than his already overheated balls could take.
The cum raced through the enormous length of Andrew's prick, gushing from his cockhead to deluge Patty's pussy with cum. He stabbed into her cunt with all his might, his torso smashing against her taut asscheeks. Three mighty blasts of cum flooded Patty's pussy, then a slow trickle of cum oozed from his balls to his pisshole, finally worked out from Patty's suctioning pussy muscles.
"Yeahhhhh! Oh, yeah!" Andrew sighed happily as the last of his cum was worked out of his balls. He uncorked his cock from Patty's pussy and gingerly tucked his sated prick and balls back into his slacks. "Mama, you've got one great pussy! That you do. That you do, indeed!"
When her son finally pulled his cock out of her pussy, Patty moaned softly. Never in a thousand years did she ever think she could fuck her own son -- especially not in her own garage in the middle of the afternoon, leaning against the wall as he plowed his cock into her from behind.
Without turning around, Patty pulled her panties up slowly, then her slacks. She snapped her slacks and pulled up the zipper.
"Andrew, I don't exactly know what just happened here, or why it happened. But you've got to promise me that you'll never tell anyone about this."
"Yeah. Sure."
"I'm serious," Patty said, unable to turn around to look into her son's face. "We shouldn't have done this."
"Of course we should have. You were horny; I was horny. We showed each other some pleasure. What the fuck is so Goddamn wrong with that?"
Patty felt stone-cold sober. She wanted to drink. She had to think about why she had just allowed her own son to fuck her.
But all she could think about was how wonderful it had felt to have Andrew's cock crammed deep up her cunt, and how much relief she felt now that she had cum around her own son's cock.
"You'd better go now," Patty whispered. "Don't worry. I'm not going to drive anywhere. I won't get in trouble."
Patty waited until she heard Andrew go into the house through the inside garage door. She went to the car and opened the back door, then slipped inside. She had to sort everything out in her mind, and she had to make some sense out of her behavior.
"Why did I fuck my own son?" she asked herself aloud. A smile creased her full, sensual lips. "And why did I enjoy it so much?"
CHAPTER THREE
Papa sat at his desk, looking at his daughter on the sofa in his office. She was so beautiful. So exquisitely, erotically beautiful. She was reading a teen magazine, catching up on the latest gossip of her favorite movie stars and rock 'n' rollers.
When Papa closed his eyes, he could still see her kneeling between his legs, her jaws opened wide, her beautiful face getting stuffed with his colossal prick. Even though she couldn't fit very much of his monstrous long and thick cock between her lips, she had sucked him avidly, nodding her head and shoulders over his prick, and gulping his cockhead down to the opening of her throat.
The sensation that had gone through him when his cum spurted through the incredible hose of his prick, flooding his daughter's mouth, came back to him. He remembered that glazed, passionate look she had in her eyes when she swallowed his cum, gulping down the rich cream of his passion that gushed from his overheated balls.
And then Papa knew that he had to fuck Becky. He had to take her panties off and bury his prick to the depths of her tight, young, hot pussy.
He got up from his chair and walked around the desk to where his daughter sat on the sofa. Without saying anything, he unbuckled his slacks and unzipped them. Then he pushed his slacks and underwear down to his ankles.
"I'm going to make love to you," Papa said. The words came out flat, almost expressionless.
It was not something he could control. It wasn't so much that he wanted to fuck his daughter, he simply had to.
Becky turned her face up to her father. His huge cock hung from his waist, thick and meaty. A shiver passed up her spine when she looked into his eyes!
"I was hoping you would," the teenager whispered, her voice soft and tender.
"Take your panties off."
"Yes, Papa."
Becky hiked her miniskirt up. She peeled her panties down her legs, past the knee-high white socks she had on, and past her white leather tennis shoes. She leaned back on the sofa, pushing her hips forward so that the seat cushion was at the small of her back. She spread her knees wide apart, exposing her tender young cunt to her father's lusty gaze.
"Fuck me, Papa. I want your cock inside my cunt. You want to fuck your own daughter, don't you?"
"Oh, yeah!" Papa said, getting down on his knees on the floor between Becky's wide-spread thighs.
Becky watched the huge pole of cockmeat moving closer to her pink-lipped pussy. Papa's cock was massive. There was no denying that. The cockhead was big, conical, bullet-shaped, and threatening. She wondered what it would feel like to have that gargantuan crown of cockmeat forcing her cuntlips apart, and what it would be like to have the awesome shank of Papa's cock forcing the cockhead deeper into her slender body, filling her hot pussy.
And Becky knew that she would have the answer to her questions very, very soon.
"You're beautiful," Papa whispered, holding his prick by the shaft, rubbing the cockhead up and down over Becky's cunt to moisten the knob with her own slick juices. "Yes, you're very, very beautiful."
Without warning, Papa suddenly gave his hips a short powerful forward thrust. The cockhead jabbed against Becky's cuntlips, forcing them apart. She gasped, flinching on the sofa as her pussylips stretched around the thickly veined, meaty intrusion into her body.
"Hot," Papa whispered. "I like a hot, little pussy."
Becky closed her eyes and tried to concentrate on the sensations that were consuming her. Her ass was at the edge of the seat cushions, with the back of her head against the back rest of the sofa, which forced her chin to push against her breastbone.
Pushing just the cockhead and an inch of his cockshaft into Becky's hot pussy, Papa took his hand away from his cock. He was securely inside her cunt now. There was no need to guide himself any further. The tight, furrowed channel of Becky's cunt would hold him snugly, massaging the complete length of his cock when he was ready for that kind of action.
"Let's see your tits," Papa whispered, sliding his hands up Becky's trim, velvety smooth thighs. He pushed her cheerleader's sweater up past her tits, exposing the small mounds encased in a fine lacy bra. "Nice little titties. I like them when they're small and firm."
Papa's hands worked deftly to unclasp the hook-and-eye fastener between the cups of Becky's bra. He peeled the cups slowly away from her tits, exposing the brown circles of her areolas. Becky's nipples stood up proudly from the center of her areolas, hard and tingling.
"Nice," Papa whispered, placing his hands lightly over the firm cones of Becky's tits.
Becky sighed when Papa touched her nipples and began pinching and twisting the tit nubs softly. He spread the fire of her passion through her body, igniting the desire that was so constantly ready to flare up into an inferno of carnality. As he tugged on her tits, pinching and rolling the nipples, he pumped his hips in a steady rhythm, driving more and more of his rigid cock into the juicy depths of Becky's cunt.
Looking down, Papa watched the white shaft of his cock rolling between Becky's pink cuntlips. Her cunt bush was dark and triangular. He brought a hand down the front of her body, over her miniskirt, and touched his thumb to the small erect clit he could see throbbing at the top of Becky's pussy.
"Awww!" Becky gasped, her body jerking when Papa rubbed her excitable clit with his thumb.
She squirmed, catching her lip between straight, even white teeth to keep from making any more noise. Papa's cock was pumping a little faster now. When his balls slapped against the junction of her asscheeks, Becky knew she'd accepted all of Papa's cock into the juicy cavern of her pussy.
"Ohhhh!" Papa sighed, moving his hips from side, to side with all of his prick buried in Becky's pussy. He ran his right hand up and down one satiny thigh, caressing her flesh as his other hand was busy moving from tit to tit, tantalizing her hard nipples, playing Becky's body with an expert's touch.
Papa felt the tingling in his balls, that soft itching sensation that told him his cum was getting hotter, beginning to simmer. Soon his cum would be boiling and rolling inside his balls. He pulled back, sliding between Becky's thighs, uncorking all but the very tip of his cock from her cunt.
"Ahhhh!" he sighed as he plowed into his naughty daughter, slowly skewering her tight pussy with each throbbing inch of his prick. He pushed into Becky slowly, so that he could feel her cuntlips gently massaging his cock, and feel the smooth inner walls of her pussy surrounding and tightening around his cockhead.
Becky could do nothing but accept Papa's cock, and the mind-boggling pleasure it brought her. Each time Papa's hips met the juncture of her thighs, when he had stuffed all of his cock into her pussy, she was pushed against the backrest of the sofa. She made soft, moaning sounds and her little tits jiggled tautly. The thumb working over her clit in conjunction with the shaft of Papa's cock which also added friction to the pink, electrified clit was firing up Becky's senses to the point where she knew she would gush out her slick pussyjuice if he did not stop very quickly.
"Pretty... very... very pretty," Papa said, the words drawled out slowly as he fucked his awesome, cunt-stretching cock into Becky.
Becky did not want to moan too loudly. With her feet on the floor and her asscheeks hanging over the seat cushions of the sofa, her cunt was at the perfect height for Papa to drive his prick into her. And his cock and hands were driving her crazy with desire, making her crave more and more stimulation. The way he pinched and twisted her nipples was so erotic for her, adding just the right amount of pressure to bring the maximum amount of satisfaction.
And he kept his hands moving, pinching one nipple, then the other. He ran his hand over Becky's stomach, sometimes playing his thumb against her clit, other times running his fingertips up and down her thigh. Becky's skin tingled all over, the low-voltage current of her passion crackling through her veins. "Kiss me," Papa whispered.
Becky opened her eyes just in time to see Papa's hands moving near her face. He cupped her face in his hands and pulled her a little toward him as he bent forward. With her eyes open, Becky kissed Papa, sensing how strange it was to find so much pleasure in his kiss. When his tongue passed lightly over her lips, Becky willingly opened her mouth and accepted his tongue.
"Mmmmmm!" Papa moaned, shoving his hips forward to cram the full, cunt-filling length of his cock into Becky. He swirled his tongue around inside her mouth, playing his tongue against hers as he felt her cunt muscles squeezing all of his bulky, manly cock.
Papa kissed Becky for a long time, moving his torso just a little, working only a couple inches of his prick between her cuntlips. He tasted the sweet nectar of her mouth, stuffing his tongue as far into Becky's mouth as he possibly could. As he kissed her, he held her face securely in his hands, his fingers pushing into the silken, ebony strands of her hair.
The soft, high-pitched sounds that squeaked out of Becky each time Papa gauged a path with his cock into her cunt were the only sounds that she allowed herself to make, and even then she made the concession only because she knew she couldn't stop herself. Feeling a strange desire to make some kind of stand, Becky tried to turn her face away from Papa. She was a little disheartened when he allowed her to end the kiss.
"What's wrong, baby?" Papa asked softly. "Don't you like kissing me?"
Becky said nothing, but a moment later her slender body jerked from head to foot when she felt a hot, moist mouth capture one tit. Papa sucked hungrily on Becky's left nipple, his body doubled up to fuck her and suck on her tits at the same time.
"Mmmmm!" he moaned.
Papa's tongue scraped wetly over the hard nub of Becky's nipple. His lips chewed tenderly on the golden flesh. Burying his cock completely into Becky's pussy until his balls rested against her warm body, he slipped his right hand around the taut curve of her asscheek to squeeze Becky's ass buns.
It was all more than Becky could accept between the mouth nibbling on her tit, the tongue circling round her nipple, the hand caressing her asscheek and the cock stuffing her cunt and thrilling her red-hot clit... it was just too much for Becky to accept without cumming. She grabbed Papa's head, forcing his face to mash tightly against her firm tit.
Her beautiful face took on a momentary pained expression as Becky hovered in that limbo state just between feeling pleasure and cumming. And then her cunt started contracting around Papa's cock and her pussyjuice flowed from the depths of her passion-rocked body.
Girl-cum trickled from Becky's pussy down to her asshole, moistening that tight opening. She held her breath, trying not to make any noise, wondering if Papa knew what she was going through as he sucked as much of her tit into his mouth as he possibly could.
The orgasm seemed to last forever. Becky's body -- all one hundred pounds of it -- shivered on the sofa. Between her thighs, Papa moved his hips in short, harsh stabs, fucking his cock into her convulsing pussy, adding just a little extra friction against her clit to make sure that she was completely drained of her girl-cum.
When the last of the spasms had gone through Becky and she was completely satisfied, Papa lifted his head up, allowing her cherry nipple to slip out of his mouth. He smiled into her face, seeing the passion-filled expression. Becky had her eyes closed.
"Now it's my turn," Papa said.
He knows I came, thought Becky, though she said nothing.
Papa hooked his hands under the backs of Becky's knees, then raised her legs. He moved her so that her calves were on his shoulders. When he thrust his cock into her cunt, his body collided with backs of her thighs with a soft smacking sound. His balls were burning with desire, aching and throbbing to release their wad of cum.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Becky gasped, feeling like she was being bludgeoned by the enormous length and thickness of Papa's cock as he stabbed it into her powerfully.
Papa's torso pistoned smoothly, working back and forth to fill Becky's pussy with cockmeat. When he skewered her with his cock, he forced her against the backrest of the sofa, causing her chin to press harder against her chest. Becky was, quite literally, doubled in half as he fucked her.
"Ohhhh! Can't take this... much..."
Becky knew what was about to happen. It shocked her when she realized she was not looking forward to Papa cumming. She knew that as soon as he had shot his wad into her cunt, he would take his big, meaty prick out of her pussy... and then she would feel empty.
A moment later a strange, strangled sound was ripped from Papa's chest. Holding tightly onto Becky's thighs, keeping her legs up on his shoulders, he plundered her cunt, embedding his cock full-length into her sweet, massaging pussy. His cum detonated out of his balls, gushing through the slit of his pricktip to deluge Becky's pussy.
"Awwww! Arrrggghhh!" he groaned, his red-hot cock spurting out corn as he stabbed it hard and fast into Becky's pussy.
CHAPTER FOUR
Patty was still resting in the back seat of the sedan when Andrew came back into the garage. She looked at him and saw the lust he felt written all over his face and knew that he wanted to fuck her again. But then Phillip, Patty's other son, also stepped into the garage. In that one flashing moment, Patty realized that Andrew had told Phillip everything.
"Oh, no," Patty whispered, a sense of helplessness suddenly sweeping over her.
"We're going for a ride," Andrew said, getting in the front seat behind the steering wheel. "There's no telling when Becky will get home from cheerleader practice. We don't need her telling Papa everything. That sister of mine has got a big mouth, Mama."
"What's going on here?" Patty asked, feeling lost and bewildered as Phillip slipped into the back seat with her.
"Andrew and I were just talking," Phillip replied. "We figured you were still horny, so we also figured I was just the guy to solve that little problem for you."
"Phillip, now I want you to listen to me," Patty said quickly. "I don't know what your brother has been telling you, but none of it's true. Not a word of it."
"If it isn't true, how do you know what he's been telling me?" Phillip grinned lewdly at his mother, sliding across the seat to sit next to her. He slipped his arm around her shoulders. "Come on, show me the same loving you showed Andrew. You don't want me to think you love him more, do you?"
"Phillip. Listen to me now, this has gone too far already."
"Mama, it hasn't even started." Phillip turned toward his brother and said, "Better get a move on. If Becky catches us, she'll tell the whole Goddamn world."
"Phillip..."
"Quiet now," Phillip said, leaning closer to his mother. Her perfume was intoxicating. He cupped a hand over one heavy tit and squeezed it softly. "Damn, you've got great tits, Mama. Take your pants off. I've got to fuck you."
"Stop it now, Phillip!" Patty was feeling panicky, especially with her son's hand playing with her tits, working on her nipples to turn her on. And to make matters worse, he was much more handsome than Andrew. She wondered if he, too, had a big cock.
"Take 'em off," Phillip said.
Patty wanted to deny Phillip, but she couldn't and she knew it. She unsnapped her slacks and pulled down the zipper, then worked them past the curve of her hips. Phillip, sitting next to her in the back seat of the sedan, watched everything she was doing with wide, lusty eyes. Part of Patty wished that he wouldn't look at her that way, but she also tingled all over knowing how much she excited him.
When Patty had her slacks down to her knees, Phillip reached down and grabbed her pant leg.
"Spin sideways," he instructed. "I'll help you."
"I don't need any help," Patty replied. "I've been taking my own clothes off for quite some time."
"I said I'll help you!"
Patty didn't want to argue. She waited until Phillip had pushed himself over to the far side of the seat, then twisted, placing her feet in his lap. Though he had a little difficulty in doing it, he finally pulled her slacks over her high heeled shoes. Then, as Patty raised her luscious ass off the car's seat cushion, Phillip jerked her panties down her legs and past her shoes.
"Would you look at tat!" Phillip exclaimed, his eyes practically bulging out of his head as be stared at Patty's pussy.
Patty started to place her hand over her pussy to hide the pink-lipped entrance of her private area, then decided against it. What good would it do? she mused. Phillip was going to have his way with her and that was all there was to it.
"Come here," Phillip said, reaching for his mother. "Come here, Mama."
Phillip pushed his fingers into Patty's thick, dark, wavy hair. He pulled her against him so that her big, firm tits pressed against his chest. His arms wound around her body, squeezing her tightly against him. She closed her eyes and a moment later felt his, lips begin devouring hers in a breathtaking, almost bruising kiss.
Phillip moaned when he flicked his tongue against Patty's lips. Patty opened her lips a little and his tongue pushed into her mouth, dancing against her teeth, exploring the moist recesses. Her son's hands moved up and down Patty's back, down to her naked, tight asscheeks and up to her shoulders.
"Please, Phillip," Patty whispered when the kiss had finally ended.
Phillip did not listen to Patty. He kissed her cheek, then his lips moved down to the side of her neck. The flesh there was smooth as satin and had the erotic aroma of femininity and perfume.
A hand slipped up Patty's blouse. Despite herself, she moved her arm to allow the hand easier access to her tits. At first Phillip just moved his fingertips lightly across one nipple, then he pulled the blouse up until it was above both huge mounds of Patty's tits.
"Unbelievable! Fucking unbelievable!" Phillip hissed, pushing Patty away from him a little to look at her tits.
Patty could not blush any more. With everything that had happened to her lately, hearing Phillip say such things, seeing the way his eyes dilated when he looked at her tits -- was no longer able to feel any shame. All she was sure of was that her son had gotten her horny and that she wanted to fuck him, to take her son's cock between her cuntlips until she felt him moving inside her.
When Phillip took Patty by the shoulders and twisted her around, forcibly pushing her onto her back on the scat, she did nothing to resist him. She looked into his face and thought of how he was such a handsome boy, and then his hot lips were chewing on her left nipple, sending lightning bolts of sheer pleasure to sizzle through her veins.
Patty arched her back, unconsciously forcing more of her excitable tit into Phillip's mouth, as he sucked hungrily, on her tit, nibbling at her lust-hardened nipple, Phillip's right hand pushed between Patty's thighs once again.
"Mmmm!" Patty moaned shortly before quieting herself. The hand manipulating her pussy was experienced, the fingers gentle and yet demanding, forcing her cuntlips to spread slightly, moving straight to her clit to fan the flame of her arousal.
Patty wondered where they were, if anyone could see what was happening as the family's sedan moved down the streets. What would the neighbors think if they saw her making out with her own son in the back seat of a car in the middle of the day? Patty was too horny to care about anything as trivial as what her neighbors might think.
Phillip's middle finger spread Patty's cuntlips, then pried into the hot, juicy cavern of her pussy. Patty squirmed in the back seat of the sedan, her left knee raised high, her right foot on the floor. The finger pistoning slowly back and forth into her cunt was turning her on, and the hot lips and flashing, flicking tongue that worked over her nipple added to her other mind-boggling sensations.
The wild lust that consumed Phillip blotted out all consciousness except his view of Patty. He tore open his pants, his massive, thickly veined cock springing out away from his body menacingly, the moment it was freed. He grabbed his mother by the knee, throwing her leg up, and pushing her foot onto the car's rear ledge near the back window. With her right foot on the floor of the sedan, Patty's legs were spread wide apart, her pink-lipped cunt ready and assailable.
"I've got to fuck you!" Phillip hissed through gritted teeth, literally pouncing onto Patty's voluptuous, womanly body.
Patty felt like she was being harpooned. Phillip's chest crushed her tits against her rib cage, his weight forcing her down, and a moment later she felt his enormous cockhead pushing against her cuntlips.
The stabbing invasion of Phillip's prick into her cunt was enough to take the breath away from Patty. He jammed almost all of his prick into her on the first plunge, harshly wedging her cuntlips far apart with the thick circumference of his prick's shaft, burying his pricktip deep inside her hot pussy channel. Patty looped her urns lightly around her son's neck, allowing him the freedom to move about, and allowing him to fuck her however he wanted to, at whatever pace and tempo.
"Awwww!" Phillip groaned, feeling Patty's cunt squeezing around his invading, skewering prick. He pulled up a little, then drove into her a second time. By the third time Phillip pounded his hips down, he felt his mother's cuntlips encircling the very base of his shaft.
He kissed Patty hard, mashing his mouth against hers, forcing his tongue into her mouth. With his cock fully embedded in Patty's cunt, Phillip's balls rested in the tight, smooth valley of her asscheeks. He worked his hips right and left, moaning with pleasure, entwining his tongue around Patty's as her cuntlips strained to stretch around his cock during his harsh, jerky movements.
Patty kept her eyes closed, trying to block the situation out, of her mind while at the same time receiving all the pleasure she possibly could. Phillip's lips were nibbling at her own, and to Patty's surprise, when he opened his mouth, she willingly thrust her tongue between his lips to french kiss him.
As Phillip began pumping into Patty, working his torso up and down to fuck the gigantic length of his cock into her pussy, Patty, too, went into motion. She slipped her voluptuous hips from side to side, fucking Phillip back, taking his cock into her pussy from different angles to add to the friction and pleasure her clit received.
"Ohhh! Patty, you're such a hot one," Phillip whispered, his lips passing lightly over hers as he spoke the words. "So sensual, so beautiful."
Each time Phillip pounded down onto Patty, she bounced a little on the seat cushion. He was driving his cock into her with hostile, horny stabs that were incongruous with the gentleness of his softly spoken words. Phillip's shirt was rough against Patty's burning, saliva moistened nipples and she at least half-wished that he would have completely taken her blouse off instead of simply pushing it above her tits.
"Your cunt is tight! Nice and hot and tight! Ohhhh! Oh, yesss! Such a hot pussy, Mama!"
Patty tried to closed her mind off, to feel what was happening to her without pondering who was fucking her, without listening to the sometimes crude words that were spoken to her.
With one foot near the back window of the sedan and the other on the floor of the car, she could move about a little, but her son really was the one in control, the one who could and did fuck her hot cunt at exactly the speed he wanted to, with the strength and power that pleased him the most. If Patty received any pleasure from the harsh, furious fucking she was getting, that was accidental. Phillip, quite obviously, was only concerned with his own pleasure.
Plunging his cock to the silken depths of Patty's cunt, Phillip's fingers gouged deeply into her asscheeks. Each time he stabbed his cock down into her pussy, he pulled her hips up to meet his invading thrust. Phillip's big, hairy balls, filled with cum, slapped loudly into the crevice of her asscheeks.
Patty gasped a little, struggling to keep her composure as Phillip pummeled her defenseless body. His shoulder was against her chin, nearly pushing against her throat. When she tried to get him to move, it was clear that he wasn't paying any attenuation to her at all. He pulled up on her hips, his strong fingers gripping the taut curves of Patty's asscheeks brutally, jerking her upward to meet him as he drove down into her hot cunt.
"Easy... please, Phillip, you don't... have to be... rough," Patty said through gasps as Phillip slammed her into the sedan's seat cushion.
Patty turned her face to the side, feeling the thick, throbbing, blue-veined upper surface of Phillip's cock working back and forth over her clit as he stabbed his prick into her. With her face turned, Phillip kissed her cheek, then nibbled on her earlobe and finally thrust his tongue into her ear. The stimulation, so wet and slippery, made Patty writhe blissfully beneath him.
"Ohhh!" Patty sighed a little sadly. "I can't believe this is happening to me!"
"Uh! UN! Uh!" Phillip grunted, punctuating each cunt-stretching plunge of cockmeat into Patty's tight cunt.
Phillip grabbed Patty's chin and turned her face to him. He kissed her harshly, mashing his lips against her full, soft ones. His tongue pushed into her mouth as his torso jerked furiously up and down, powering the massive length of his cock in and out of her sweet, juicy cunt.
Patty thought Phillip was actually trying to drive her right through the seat. He bore into her with the fury of a madman, bouncing her against the seat, stabbing his prick into her assailable cunt with all the strength in his body. And then, as his balls slapped loudly against her asscheeks, she heard and felt the rumbling in his chest and a moment later felt the liquid explosion of his passion as cum began flooding her pussy.
"Awwww! Arrrgghhh!" Phillip groaned, his face twisting and grimacing with the exertion of fucking the beautiful Patty until he came. Spurting wads of cum gushed through Phillip's prick to deluge Patty's cunt. When the eruptions finally ended, he slumped down upon her, his chest flattening Patty's mountainous tits. He left his cock in her cunt, the massive column of meat slowly getting soft. His chest heaved as he gulped in air.
"Mama, you're one hot fuck," Phillip whispered.
Patty just closed her eyes and wondered what would happen next. In one afternoon she had fucked her son. And worst of all, both of them knew what had happened. Patty wondered what her husband would think if he knew she had done something like that.
It's his own damn fault! Patty told herself. If he didn't spend so damn much time at the office, I wouldn't have to fuck my sons to get the cock I need to be satisfied!
CHAPTER FIVE
Becky was still tingling all over from the wonderful fucking she'd gotten from Papa. When he had stuffed the entire, awesome length of his cock into her tight, little pussy, her first reaction had been to think that he could never fit all of his cock into her teenaged cunt. But then her father's experience made its presence known, and then Papa's mammoth cock was sliding full-length between her cuntlips, filling her up with cockmeat, sending her senses soaring.
"Ohhhh!" Becky sighed, stretching on the sofa, watching her father going over some papers he had on his desk. "I feel like I've been a bad little girl." Becky giggled softly and sat upright on the sofa. "Do you think I've been a bad little girl, Papa? All the nasty things I've done to you... and all the wonderfully nasty things you've done to me."
Papa looked up from his papers and smiled. It had been the most memorable afternoon of his life. From the time Becky had sank to her knees and sucked him off at his desk, to watching his own massive, thick-shafted prick spreading her pink cuntlips, it had been one experience after another that he would never forget.
Becky got to her feet, her young, lithe, athletic body tuned for action. She was horny again. She wanted her father's cock once more, though she wasn't certain he could perform three times in such short order during a single afternoon.
"I should be spanked," Becky purred, moving to the end of the sofa. "Someone like me should really be punished -- should be spanked -- for thinking the things I think, for doing the things to your cock that I love doing."
Her plan of action wasn't yet entirely formed, but Becky could see the interest flashing in Papa's eyes, the mounting lust that burned in his soul, so she suspected she was on track.
Quite suddenly, entirely without planning in advance what she was going to do, Becky bent over the heavily padded arm of the sofa so that her elbows were on the seat cushions and her luscious ass was up in the air. The short miniskirt of her cheerleader's uniform pulled up the backs of her thighs, revealing a mouthwatering, cock-hardening portion of her sweet, trim, slender thighs.
"Don't you think you should spank me?" Becky asked, looking at Papa as she remained bent over the sofa's arm. "Like you did when I was a little girl and I had been bad. Don't you think you should come here, take down my panties, and spank my little ass?"
Papa looked at his daughter and felt his cock tingling and itching. She was staggeringly beautiful to look at. With those big, dark eyes and that trim, fuckable body. And the cheerleader's uniform only made her look sexier. With her ass buns up and the pleated skirt pulled high on the backs of her thighs, Papa knew that he could not resist her charms. He had to fuck her once again. That was all there was to it.
He got up from his chair and walked slowly around his desk toward his daughter. He stood behind Becky, looking at her, lusting for her with an intensity that he hadn't known previously. She was the sexiest woman in the world, he concluded, even if she was only a teenager.
The tips of Becky's leather tennis shoes were touching the floor. Her cheek was against the cushion of the sofa. Behind her, Papa was chuckling ominously.
"This is the way I want you," he said softly, opening his slacks to bring out his enormous prick.
Papa very slowly, teasingly caught the bottom hem of Becky's short, pleated, black and gold cheerleader's skirt and raised it to reveal her taut, smooth asscheeks, hidden only by her bikini panties. She had a small ass, just the way Papa liked them. He pushed her skirt up until it lay against the small of Becky's back.
"Why did you put your panties back on? Are you trying to hide from me?" Papa hissed, his eyes widening lustily as he looked at Becky's ass buns, encased in the black panties. "I know exactly what a girl like you needs."
Becky closed her eyes, unsure of what was going to happen next. Then she felt her father's palms against her asscheeks, the fingers pointing upward, and she knew that he had gotten down on his knees behind her. She moaned softly when he pulled her panties down past the gentle swell of her hips and asscheeks, down her legs until her panties were around, her ankles.
"Sweet, little pussy," Papa purred softly. Papa used his thumbs to pry Becky's asscheeks a little farther apart, then he pressed his face into the crevice and stuck his tongue as far out of his mouth as he could. He pushed the tip of his tongue between Becky's pink cuntlips and she flinched a little, making him smile.
"You like that, don't you?"
Becky did not respond verbally, but her cunt was slick with her pussyjuice almost immediately. Papa pulled his tongue through her cuntlips a couple times, though he never quite reached Becky's clit due to the bent-over position she was in with her ankles together. "Awww!" Becky gasped, tossing her head up as she felt the strangest sensation in the world. Papa was tonguing her asshole, using the tip of his tongue to draw moist circles around the entrance to her rear opening. Then he slithered his tongue against her asshole and she shivered, her face pressed against the sofa's cushions, the tips of her toes just barely touching the floor as she rested on the padded arm of the sofa.
Papa brought his right hand down to the throbbing shaft of his cock. As he tongued Becky's asshole, he stroked himself lightly, working his prick into a full, pulsating erection. His balls were tingling and he kept thinking, I've got to fuck this asshole! I've got to fuck Becky in the ass!
And Papa always got what he wanted.
Papa bent his knees so that he would be at the right angle with Becky. Holding his enormous prick by the throbbing, meaty shaft, he brought his pricktip to Becky's tight, puckered asshole.
"Wait! Wait a see..." Becky complained, her dark eyes wide and wild with fear.
Becky's throat could no longer formulate words when she felt her asscheeks being shoved apart by Papa's cockhead. She tried to prevent him from pushing his cock into her asshole by tightening up, but that didn't do any good. He was too strong for her, and too incredibly turned on to be stopped by something like that. Then she was opening up, her asshole accepting the blunt, mushroom-shaped cockhead that was powered forward by the shaft of Papa's massive prick.
"Awwww!" Becky gasped, her red lips opening wide.
She tried to squirm away from Papa, but he had her trapped, bent over the arm of the sofa, her ass up in the air and at just the right angle for him to fuck it. The cock pushed deeper into her asshole, cramming into Becky's tight ass. Papa, his eyes bugging out of his head, was looking down to watch his prick's shaft sliding through the tight ring of Becky's asshole, the pricktip being driven deeper and deeper into her hot, trim, svelte body.
"Goddamn it, Becky, you're ass is so tight I can hardly get my cock into it!"
The words echoed in Becky's brain. Her face was a grimace, eyes squeezed tightly shut as he asscheeks were forced far apart by the shaft of Papa's prick. The cockhead pushed into her asshole, driving deeper and deeper with each plunge, working an inch farther up her body each time be stabbed his cock into her.
"Ohhh! Yeah, Becky! I can feel you loosening up some! That's right! Make it easier for me, baby! Make it easier!"
Papa pulled Becky's asscheeks apart with his thumbs, watching his own cock driving into her asshole. He shivered a little when a shock of pure pleasure coursed through his veins. Fucking a tight little ass like Becky's was just what he needed when he wanted to really shoot his nuts off. Though Papa's cock never reached the steel-like hardness that smaller cocks did, his prick was harder now, more stiff and rigid, than Papa could rcmember it being in a long, long time.
Driving into Becky from behind, Papa kept her legs between his own. He pushed forward and down, sinking all but a couple inches of his cock into her asshole.
"Just a little more, Becky," Papa whispered, his face a mask of determination and lust as he withdrew most of his prick from her asshole. "Just a little more and you'll have taken it all right up your fucking ass!"
The next time Papa skewered Becky's ass with his cock, she felt his balls slide into the valley of her thighs, pressing against the backs of her legs. His hairy balls moving against her silky flesh let Becky know that she had, to her incredible surprise, taken almost all of his cock into her asshole. And though it hurt to take a cock the size of Papa's into her ass, Becky wasn't shattered by the experience. Papa had a mammoth prick and he had crammed most of it into her asshole, but Becky didn't feel like screaming out in agony. That little bit of information rather surprised her as she closed her eyes and concentrated on the different sensations going through her as she felt the prick driving up and down, back and forth, and being buried between her asscheeks.
"Ohhhh! Ahhhh!" Papa sighed, working his hips like a machine in low gear, impaling Becky's asshole with his prick, then pulling back until he could see his cockhead sliding out of the tight, stretching entrance to her ass.
"Awwww!" Becky groaned. "You're so big! You're so big!"
The laughter she received from her comment let Becky know that Papa liked her talking about the enormity of his cock. And what was also clear was that he didn't particularly mind that she was experiencing pain by having her asshole plundered by his gargantuan cock. Papa was interested in ass-fucking Becky, and it obviously didn't matter a great deal to him whether was interested in ass-fucking Becky, and it obviously didn't matter a great deal to him whether she enjoyed it or not. Becky knew that she had started this encounter, and that she had caused it. Now, whatever happened, she was quite certain that Papa would take his pleasure without letting her hurt too badly.
"Sooo good!" Papa whispered, embedding his cock into Becky's ass, then rubbing himself against her ass buns, trying to fit the last of his cock inside his daughter. "I like fucking you like this! This is the way you should be fucked. Right in the ass! Right up your fucking ass!"
Papa could feel that Becky's ass had loosened up some for him. It was easier for him now to slide his mammoth prick into her asshole, which made it more pleasurable for him, too. He ran his palms over Becky's asscheeks, enjoying the satiny texture of her taut skin.
"Yeah, you really know how to fuck!" Papa growled, his balls beginning to tingle with the early warning signs that he would soon be cumming.
It was difficult for Becky to breathe. Each time Papa pushed into her, stabbing the colossal length of his cock into her asshole, he pushed her down against the arm of the sofa. And though the sofa's arm was padded, having a great deal of her weight and Papa's weight on her stomach, made breathing extremely difficult. But because his cock was so large, Papa never could quite stuff all twelve inches of his incredibly thick cock into the girl's asshole. His mammoth pole of cockmeat just couldn't fit into her.
Becky closed her big, ebony eyes. The shaft of Papa's cock tugged at the rim of muscles surrounding her asshole. Each time he bore into her, she could feel the pricktip driving to the farthest depths of her ass, the towering cockshaft and bullet-shaped cockhead filling her up with meat.
The sofa was creaking as Papa crammed his cock harder and faster into Becky's asshole, driving into her with increasing fury as his balls flopped about with his movements.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Becky gasped, feeling like she was being stabbed with the massive pole of cockmeat that Papa was plowing into her asshole.
Papa's face showed the strain he was feeling. He shoved all of his cock into Becky's asshole, his hairy balls slapping against the smooth, silky backs of her thighs. And then, completely engulfed in the tight, warm confines of Becky's asshole, Papa started cumming.
"Awwww! Fuck! Awwww!" Papa hissed as his cum squirted from his balls, gushing into Becky's asshole.
Becky could hear that Papa was cumming, but she could not feel his molten blasts of cum. She sighed, part of her pleased beyond words that she would finally get his cock out of her asshole and part of her a little saddened by this fact.
"Ohhhhh!" Papa moaned, the sound slowly dying away as the last of his cum was worked from his cockshaft, out of his pisshole and into Becky's ass. "Damn, that was good... that was real fucking good," he said, allowing his cock to slowly soften inside Becky's body.
Becky sighed and moaned, her body tingling from head to foot. Never in a thousand years did she think she would ever get ass-fucked by a man with a cock as large as Papa's. But she had been able to take his cock into her asshole, and she had taken pleasure from it.
Very slowly, Becky was beginning to understand the extent of her own raging horniness.
CHAPTER SIX
Patty trembled softly as Phillip's hand slipped up her sweater. When he reached her massive tits, she sighed, feeling the electrical current of passion crackling in her veins.
Since fucking her own son in the back seat of the car earlier in the day. Patty had both sobered up and decided that feeling her sons shoving their cocks into her cunt was the most exciting thing she could imagine. But now, home once again after driving round and fucking most of the day away, Patty could see that her son was in the mood for more of her body... and she wanted him, too.
"Phillip, Phillip, Phillip," Patty whispered, reaching for him, looping her arms loosely over his shoulders. Petty consciously kept herself far enough away from Phillip so that he could move his hands over her body wherever he chose. "You turn me on so much. I've never known anyone who excited me as much as you do. I can't believe my own son can make me so hot."
Patty could feel the tingling in her cunt. She was horny once again, and hungry for the sensations that only Phillip could elicit from her. She leaned forward slightly and kissed the tip of his chin.
"Ohhhhhh! You make me wet when you touch me like that," Patty purred, completely unabashed. It was useless for her to even try to pretend that she wasn't easily aroused by Phillip. "Touch my tits. Pinch the nipples. You know I love everything you do to me."
Phillip pushed his mother's sweater above her D-cup tits. His fingers deftly caught the clasp of her black, intricate laced bra. He unhooked the clasp and tenderly peeled the black cups away from Patty's hard-nippled tits.
"Touch me," Patty whispered, her clit erect and burning with passion. She was ravenous for the feelings that went through her whenever Phillip shoved his big, thick, rock-solid cock into her cunt. "Ohhhhh! Take me however you want me, Phillip. Take me to that special place I can only go with you."
Phillip caught Patty's nipples and twisted them softly, sometimes tugging on the hard tit buds to distend the woman's massive tits. Inside his slacks, his cock was half-hard, impressive in length and girth. His balls were itching a little, cum already simmering inside the egg-shaped orbs. Patty had never met anyone who came as much as Phillip. His cock was large -- about nine inches in length, or so -- but his balls were mammoth in size, gigantic nuts that produced an incredible amount of cum.
"You want me, don't you?" Phillip teased, his fingertips and thumbs working erotically on Patty's sensitive, brown nipples. "Tell me you want my cock. Tell me you want your own son's cock."
Patty turned her dark eyes up to Phillip's face. Her full-lipped mouth was quivering a little. "Please, can't we just make love?" she asked, passion and confusion showing in her eyes. "I need you. Must you make me tell you how much?"
"Yes. Tell me you need my cock. I want to hear my own mother telling me she wants my cock."
Patty swallowed with same difficulty. She had to consciously keep herself from looking down at Phillip's crotch. Was his cock already hard for her?
"I need your cock," Patty said finally. She took her hands away from Phillip's shoulders, reaching for his crotch. "You know I do. Why make me tell you as much?"
"I like hearing you beg for my cock," Phillip replied, a sly, confident, wolfish grin playing with his mouth. "It turns me on to hear you talk to me that way. NOW do you want to suck it, or should I just fuck you right here and now? Or maybe you want me to eat your pussy for a while first. Huh? You want me to fuck you with my tongue? You always cum when I eat your cunt. Is that what you want?"
It was a little frightening for Patty. Phillip had her number, that was for sure. He knew exactly how to talk to her, how to touch her, how to play her nerves so that she could not refuse him anything.
She took a step backward and felt the edge of the bed touching the backs of her knees. Patty sat on the bed, her sweater pushed above the huge, creamy mounds of her tits. She fell backward and her tits sloshed about, spreading toward the sides of her body, heavy and firm with dark brown areolas, the black cups of her bra a dark spray of exquisite material against the pale bedspread.
"Eat me," Patty whispered, spreading her arm out in either direction on the large bed. The edge of the bed was at the backs of her knees, her feet hanging down and almost touching the plushly carpeted floor. "I want to feel your tongue in my cunt."
Phillip chuckled confidently, standing near the bed, looking down at the beautiful, voluptuous woman who waited for him to pleasure her. His eyes devoured Patty's tits. Even on her back they were massive, mouth-watering mounds of tit flesh that made his prick hard. Her lips were cherry red. Looking at Patty's lips made Phillip's mouth dry and his cock tingle more strongly inside his slacks. Getting a blowjob from Patty was one of the hottest, most exciting things Phillip had ever known.
"It's going to be better than ever," Phillip whispered. "I'm going to fuck you better than Papa ever has, better than he ever could."
He moved closer to Patty. Reaching down, he unsnapped her slacks and tugged down the zipper, exposing just a little of Patty's black bikini panties. His cock throbbed harder, still trapped in the confines of his underwear and slacks.
When Patty started to help Phillip, he shook his head slowly. "No," he told her. "I want to do this all by myself. You just lay there and enjoy yourself. This time, you just enjoy the feelings. I'll do everything else."
Those were precisely the words Patty had waited to hear. With her eyes open into just slits, Patty watched Phillip through her mascara darkened eyelashes as she slipped off her high heeled shoes, then pulled her slacks past the curve of her hips and down her legs. The only assistance Patty gave Phillip was rolling a little from side to side to take her weight off the slacks as he pulled them from her.
When Phillip pulled Patty's panties down her legs, then discarded them onto the floor near her slacks, he groaned softly. Patty's pink cuntlips were glistening with pussyjuice. The smallish triangular thatch of dark, curly hair surrounding her cunt drew his eyes like a magnet. His prick was really throbbing now, threatening to break his zipper unless he freed the manly column of cockmeat very quickly. It was unbelievably stimulating for him to look at his mother's naked body, and to see the lust she had for him shining in her eyes.
"You are so sexy," Phillip whispered.
Patty wasn't sure what was happening when Phillip walked around the bed. He grabbed her sweater and started pulling it over her head. Patty let her arms go slack as the sweater was pulled over her head and past her arms. All that was left was her bra, and that had been unhooked and the cups left near her tits. She lay on the bed, trembling softly, her arms straight over her head and her legs dangling over the edge of the mattress.
"Take me, Phillip," Patty whispered, so turned on she couldn't believe the extent of her own horniness. "Take me. Pleasure me. Make me cum, my darling."
Phillip took his time taking off his own clothes. Patty was watching him, and he knew that she got excited whenever he gave her a slow, sensual strip-tease. He slipped his suit coat off his broad shoulders and dropped it into a chair in the bedroom. Next he pulled off his tie and unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his muscular pectorals, and his hairless chest. After kicking off his shoes, he tugged off his socks. Finally he took off his shirt. He could see that Patty's tits were moving a little with her breathing. She was breathing quickly, shallowly. Her passion for him was building, becoming more demanding with each passing second.
"You need me," Phillip whispered. "I know you'll never admit it, but you need me."
When Phillip pushed his slacks and underwear down his legs, then stepped out of them, Patty had to use all her will power to keep from reaching for his cock. His long, hard, pale cock with that huge pricktip and those enormous balls drew her like a moth to a flame. She hungered for her own son's cock like a starving woman craved a meaty, satisfying meal.
"Now I'm going to lick your cunt," Phillip said, getting down on his knees beside the bed. "I'm going to fuck you with my tongue."
Patty spread her knees apart, leaving her feet dangling over the edge of the mattress. Looking through the mounds of her tits, she watched as Phillip's handsome face moved closer to her cunt. When his lips touched her cuntlips, she gasped and her entire naked, voluptuous body flinched. The contact of Phillip's lips to the rosy, moist petals of her pussy was electrifying.
"Awwwwww!" Patty cried out, closing her eyes. It was impossible for her to look at her handsome lover's face while he licked her cunt. Her vision was blurry from the mind-boggling passion that consumed her. "Eat me, Phillip! Lick my pussy!"
Phillip pushed his tongue through the tight, moist juncture of Patty's cuntlips. The taste of her slick juices delighted him. He crammed his tongue as deeply into Patty's cunt as he could, then pulled his tongue upward until he reached her clit. Once there he circled her clit with the tip of his tongue several times, then scraped his tongue over Patty's red-hot clit.
"Ohhhhh! Oh, yessss! Yesssss!" Patty cooed softly, squirming on the bed, ready and willing to do anything for Phillip as long as he continued to tongue-fuck her so erotically.
With his tongue buried between Patty's cuntlips and his nose rubbing against her clit, Phillip reached up with both hands and grabbed Patty's huge tits. He pressed his strong fingers deeply into her firm-but-soft tits, mashing the mounds against Patty's ribs. Grabbing onto Patty's tits hard, Phillip could feel her throbbing nipples digging into the palms of his hands.
"Awwww!" Patty groaned, loving everything that was happening to her. She kept her arms against the mattress, straight above her head as her clit and cuntlips got beautifully sucked and licked.
Phillip's cock wagged about, standing out from his body hard and virile. He pushed his tongue around inside Patty's slick cunt, slurping up the pussyjuice that oozed out. When he caught her tiny, throbbing clit between his lips and sucked on it, Patty jerked from head to toe once again. He eased up his grip on her tits for a moment, took a second to caress her nipples tightly, then spread his fingers apart and once again grabbed the creamy, hard-nippled mounds hard.
"Ohhhh!" Patty sighed, rolling her head from side to side as the delirious sensations of sweet erotica consumed her.
She could feel Phillip's naked thighs against her toes. Patty searched for a moment. Then found the hard shaft and rubbery head of his cock. It was strange for her to be touching his prick with her feet, but she decided there was something oddly erotic about fondling his magnificent cock with her bare feet.
It took every ounce of his steelish will power for Phillip to not pounce upon Patty's voluptuous body and plow his fiery cock to the hilt into her cunt. But this time he wanted to pleasure her completely and not be concerned about his own pleasure. Sucking one of her cuntlips between his lips, he grazed his tongue lightly over the passion-enflamed flesh.
"Awwwww! Damn it, Phillip, nobody gives head like you do!" Patty gasped, her mind whirling dizzily. When Phillip stuffed his tongue into her cunt again, Patty could feel the fluttery sensation in the pit of her stomach, signaling that she could not take much more of this exquisite pleasure without spewing out her girl-cum.
Taking his hands from her tits, Phillip grabbed Patty behind the knees. In one smooth, forceful move, he pushed her knees up and then down so that her knees were nearly touching her tits and her ass was up in the air.
Looking down into Patty's eyes, Phillip whispered, "You'll never knew pleasure like this from anyone else."
Patty didn't have time to ponder what Phillip was saying because the moment he finished speaking, he stuffed his tongue into her asshole.
"Awwwww!" Patty's face twisted into a grimace of pleasure. This was something Phillip had never done to her before, and the feelings that having a tongue sliding over her asshole gave her was entirely new and exciting, too.
She squirmed, her knees nearly touching her big, trembling tits, her voluptuous, curvaceous body doubled over as Phillip worked his tongue over her asshole and along the moist lips of her pussy.
The combination of having her asshole and cunt licked was far too stimulating for Patty. Suddenly, without much forewarning, she started cumming. She bucked and jerked on the bed, but Phillip held her securely, keeping her knees pushed down while her pussyjuice spewed from her cunt.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Phillip slurped, sucking furiously at the puffy lips of Patty's cunt on girl-cum trickled from her pussy hole.
It felt like she was turning inside out. Patty couldn't even breathe during her orgasm. Her insides fluttered and convulsed with spasms as slick, clear pussyjuice trickled from the lips of her cunt to be lapped up by Phillip's frisking, searching tongue.
"Awwwwwww!" Patty sighed, and as the sound died away, her orgasm had finally reached its conclusion.
She didn't have much time to savor the afterglow of her climax through. As soon as she finished gushing out her pussyjuice, Phillip released her legs and moved away from her, allowing Patty's feet to dangle near the floor, just as they had when they first started. Her arms were still straight above her head, though he saw that she had bunched the blankets up in her fists.
"Now it's my turn, Mama," Phillip said.
Patty shivered a little, coming down from the heights of passion that Phillip had driven her to. She wondered what he had in for her... and she knew he would love whatever he wanted from her!
CHAPTER SEVEN
Both Patty and Phillip nearly jumped out of their skins when the bedroom door opened up and Andrew stepped in. Upon seeing it was just him -- and not Papa, who would undoubtedly throw an absolute fit upon seeing his wife and son getting it on together -- Patty and Phillip each breathed a sigh of relief.
"What's this?" Andrew asked, his brows pushing together in a look of anger. "I wasn't invited to this?"
"It's not like that," Patty said quickly. "It's something that happened, Andrew. It wasn't something we planned. You certainly should understand that things can get out of hand if people aren't careful."
Andrew just smiled and closed the bedroom door behind him. As he walked toward his big titted mother, he was opening his slacks to bring his fleshy prick out.
"Get on your knees," Andrew commanded, putting a hand on Patty's naked shoulder and pushing down hard. "Come on, you know what to do," Andrew added, a sly, almost condescending grin playing with his mouth. He took his mother's hand and brought it to his rapidly hardening cock. "Suck us, Mama."
Then sweet Phillip quickly moved into position beside his brother. Patty didn't want to believe this was happening to her as she stroked the cocks that filled her hands. Phillip and Andrew were standing on either side of her, their hard pricks jutting out from their loins. She held Andrew's enormously long cock in her right hand; Phillip's long, thick cock in her left hand.
"But not both of you at the same time," Patty complained, feeling the tingles coming from her moist pussy. "Can't one of you just be patient for a little while?"
"No, we can't," Andrew said. "Now start sucking my cock... or else."
Patty didn't like the tone Andrew used with her. He was capable of violence, she suspected. And not only might he be capable of violence, she thought he might even relish it, and caress the thought of violence like he would caress a lovely woman -- like he would caress her, in his more tender moments.
Patty was assisted by Phillip, and pushed along by Andrew back onto the large bed in the boys' bedroom. When she was on her back, Phillip and Andrew quickly moved into position, each of them kneeling near her face, pushing a hard cock down toward her ready, moist, erotic mouth.
"Suck it, Mama! Suck my cock!" Andrew hissed, rubbing the tip of his prick against Patty's cheek.
Patty turned her face toward Andrew and he immediately forced his cock into her mouth, jabbing his pricktip against her lips to force her jaws apart. The cockhead flattened Patty's tongue to the bottom of her mouth. Despite herself, she tightened her full, sensual, butter soft lips around the shaft of his prick and drew like a tantalizing vacuum on the cockmeat.
"Ohhhhh!" Andrew sighed, pushing more of his cock into Patty's hot mouth. To see her face distorted with his cock, and watching the shaft of his prick sliding between her lips, was extremely erotic for Andrew. He crammed his enormous prick into Patty's mouth until he felt the spongy, mushroom-shaped tip of his cock push against the opening of her throat.
Patty's mind was spinning dizzily as she sucked on Andrew's prick. She nibbled on his jaw-stretching cock, working her lips on the shaft while Phillip rubbed the tip of his cock against her cheek. Slipping her hands between their legs, she caressed Phillip's and Andrew's asses, lightly scratching their flesh with her long fingernails.
"Hey, don't forget about me," Phillip complained, stroking his prick slowly and rubbing his pisshole against Patty's face as she gave Andrew a blow-job. "You've got to suck me, too."
Patty tried to turn her face toward Phillip, but Andrew's cock was completely filling her mouth. She tried a second time and his cockhead pushed against the inside of her cheek, distorting her facial features, and making the side of her face swell out. It wasn't until Andrew withdrew some of his prick from between Patty's lips that she was finally able to get his cock out of her mouth.
"Ohhh! I can't..." Patty said, then her words were silenced when Phillip shoved his cock into her mouth. His prick wasn't as long as Andrew's, but it was thicker. Patty had to open her jaws much wider to accommodate his column of cockmeat. She knew she would have to be careful or she might scrape her teeth against his prick.
Patty closed her eyes when Andrew started rubbing the spitty cockhead against her face. She could smell his prick as she sucked on Phillip's fat, meaty cock. When Andrew rubbed the underside of his cockhead against her eyelids, Patty wanted to scream in rage, but she also realized that to do that would in all likelihood only make Andrew want to continue his actions.
Phillip worked his hips back and forth slowly, his gargantuan cock being massaged by Patty's soft lips. Each time she curled her tongue around his cock, Phillip could feel the itching, burning sensation in his balls get stronger. He wondered if she loved sucking down cum, and whether or not she would suck off both him and Andrew.
With the cock seesawing back and forth between her lips, Patty struggled to breathe. She sucked on Phillip's cock until Andrew complained enough, then she turned toward him and let him face-fuck her with his eleven-inch prick.
"Ohhhhh! Beautiful bitch," he whispered, stabbing his cock between Patty's lips until his pricktip pushed against her tonsils. "You're one beautiful bitch when you're sucking on my cock."
Patty tried to block Andrew's words from her mind. She didn't want to hear him -- her own son -- talking that way to her... especially not when he was pumping his hips to and fro, and fucking her mouth in a less-than-gentle manner.
"Look at them fucking tits!" Andrew exclaimed, reaching down to place his hand over one of Patty's jiggling mounds of tit flesh. He pinched the nipple hard, then pulled on it, distorting the full, sweeping curves of Patty's tit. "I've never seen such tits in my entire life!"
Patty writhed on the bed when Andrew pinched and pulled on her nipple. Didn't he realize she had extremely sensitive nipples? Didn't he realize it hurt when he pulled her tit tips that way?
When Andrew's cockhead struck the opening of Patty's throat particularly hard, she nearly choked on the lip-stretching length of cockmeat that filled her mouth. Sputtering, she hoped that Andrew would stop face-fucking her long enough for her to recover her composure. But he wouldn't. He wouldn't even take his cock out of her mouth long enough for her to suck on Phillip's mammoth prick.
"Hey, damn it, I want a blow-job," Phillip complained, stroking a little harder on his cock.
Patty really wanted to suck on Phillip's cock. He wasn't as demanding as Andrew. She wanted to show him real pleasure, not simply open her mouth to let him face-fuck her. After a bit of struggling and some complaining from Phillip, ratty was finally able to get Andrew's prick out of her mouth. She turned her lovely face toward Phillip and was instantly given a mouthful of cockmeat to suck and nibble on.
"Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!" Phillip chanted, caressing Patty's hair as he fucked his cock to the back of her mouth.
Patty felt like she was being harpooned in the face by cocks. Though Phillip was certainly more gentle with her, his lust was getting hotter by the second, and the more ardent his lust became, the harder he smashed his cockhead against the opening of her throat. The hands roaming over Patty's voluptuous, naked body were sometimes gentle and erotic; other times the fingers were too harsh to be stimulating. Especially when Andrew pinched Patty's tits too hard, causing her pain instead of pleasure.
"Mmmmmm!" Patty slurped, her red lips a tight, erotic ring around the fleshy shaft of Phillip's rigid cock.
"Suck him! Suck him! Suck his cock!" Andrew hissed, holding his bone-hard prick by the shaft. He slapped his spit-moistened cockhead against Patty's face several times when she sucked on Phillip's cock, striking Patty's forehead and cheek with the end of his prick.
Andrew placed his hand on his mother's stomach. Since she was on her back, the outline of her ribs was more pronounced. He let his fingertips trace the line of her ribs. Patty's skin was as smooth as silk. His hand slipped down her body until the fingertips were almost to the arrowhead-shaped patch of dark cunt hair.
He couldn't quite reach Patty's pussy without uncorking his cock from her mouth, so Andrew straightened up again, shoving his prick between Patty's lips so hard and she sputtered under the strain of trying to engulf all of his cock in her mouth, and concentrated only on pleasuring himself.
"Why don't you fuck her," Andrew said. "Yeah, brother, why don't you fuck Mama. You'll get your fun and then I won't have to fight you for her mouth."
It surprised Patty a little that Phillip took orders from Andrew so easily, with so little resistance. She watched his muscular, strong young body as he slipped off the bed.
Phillip took Patty's legs and placed them up on his broad shoulders. He brought the slick head of his cock to Patty's cuntlips and, holding his prick by the shaft, rubbed the spongy knob up and down over her pussy. He could feel the heat of her passion against his cockhead. The pungent, erotic aroma of her pussyjuice turned him on.
"I've got to fuck you," Phillip said quietly, pushing his hips forward. He watched his cockhead press against Patty's cuntlips. Her pussy opened up for him, hungrily accepting the invasion of his rigid prick. Phillip pushed almost all of his cock into Patty's cunt and groaned softly when he felt her cunt muscles tightening around his prick.
"Suck this!" Andrew hissed.
Patty squealed a little when Andrew grabbed her hair, forcing her head up as he shoved his prick at her lips. His hard, long cock smashed against her soft lips, then forced her jaws to open up. She took his cock to the back of her mouth, then felt her throat protesting as Andrew tried to stab his colossal cock into her neck.
"You can take it!" Andrew chuckled, keeping his cockhead mashed hard against the back of Patty's mouth. "Don't try to make out like you don't love it!"
Patty wanted to scream at Andrew, to let him know of her rage. But as she sputtered on the cock that filled her mouth and-threatened to stab down her throat, Phillip was pumping his hips slowly, tenderly working more and more of his thick, masculine cock into her cunt. Each time he skewered Patty's pussy with his cock, the broad, almost flat upper surface of the prick rubbed against Patty's clit, spreading the flames of her desire.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" Andrew sighed, rolling his head back on his shoulders as he felt his mother's tongue slithering around his cockhead.
A slick, salty drop of pre-cum oozed from Andrew's pisshole and Patty licked it off. To be fucking and sucking at the same time, she discovered, was terribly erotic, even if Andrew was treating her like she was just a piece of meat whose only function was to give pleasure to him. Still, having one son's cock stuffing her cunt and another son's cock completely filling her mouth was a strangely erotic sensation for Patty.
Patty had little or no control over what was happening to her, over the things that were being done to her. Phillip, holding onto Patty's thighs, was pistoning his hips smoothly, driving the complete, cunt-stretching length of his bone-hard prick into her pussy. He slipped his throbbing prick into Patty's cunt until his balls rested in the taut, warm cleavage of her asscheeks, then pulled back, slowly withdrawing his cock to feel her pussy muscles squeezing and massaging his undulating cock.
Andrew pushed Patty's arms above her head and moved quickly, straddling her prone body. His mammoth prick stood out defiantly, long, lean and hard, hovering over Patty's mouth as Phillip pumped his cock into the woman's hot, slick cunt.
"Suck this!" Andrew hissed through gritted teeth, forcing his cock down toward Patty's moist lips. "Come on, Mama, suck my cock!"
"Please, there's no..."
It was once again impossible for Patty to talk because Andrew had shoved his prick between her lips. She groaned when he leaned forward, driving more of his cock into the hot, warm confines of her mouth, and grabbed her arms just above the elbows, holding Patty's arms above her head and trapped to the bed.
On her back with her legs up on Phillip's shoulders, Patty took Andrew's cock deep in her mouth as Phillip shoved all of his prick into her hot, clasping pussy. Andrew's thighs crushed Patty's mountainous tits to her rib cage, causing the big, creamy globes of tit flesh to become even more round.
It was a struggle for Patty just to breathe. Andrew was fucking his cock into her mouth harder and faster, driving his hard prick between her lips with increased fury. Each time he stabbed his cock between Patty's sucking lips, he smashed the end of his prick against the entrance of her throat, causing Patty to occasionally sputter and struggle to keep from choking.
"Suck it, bitch!" Andrew hissed, his cockhead rubbing against the roof of Patty's mouth. He looked down, his eyes bulging out ominously, demonically, and watched as Patty squirmed beneath him, his cock filling her wet mouth.
Phillip had his eyes closed as he pumped his hips, fucking his cock to the depths of Patty's cunt with long, smooth lunges. His arms were around Patty's thighs, keeping her legs on his shoulders so that her pussy would be at just the right angle for him to fuck her. Each time he slipped the cunt-stretching length of his cock into Patty, his balls slapping against her asscheeks, causing fresh waves of sheer, unbridled pleasure to burn in his veins.
Patty shivered and squirmed on the bed. Andrew was above her, his thighs crushing her tits as he force-fed his cock to the back of her mouth. And behind him, Phillip had her legs up on his shoulders and he was fucking his gargantuan cock to the hilt into the hot, juicy cavern of her cunt. She could feel her son's cum churning balls slapping against her asscheeks each time he had all of his cockmeat engulfed inside her pussy.
"Ohhhhhh!" Phillip sighed, turning his head to kiss the inside of his mother's calf. "Your cunt feels like velvet inside! So hot! So hot and tight and wet!"
"Mmmmmm!" Patty slurped, struggling to keep from choking when Andrew jabbed his cockhead against the opening of her throat.
She looked up into Andrew's face, and what she saw there she had seen before. It was an expression of primal lust. A look of almost insane pleasure. She was looking up into Andrew's face when a thick, geyser-like blast of cum squirted from his pisshole and splattered against her tonsils.
"Ummmmm!" Patty gasped and choked a the cum washed down her throat.
She tried to swallow the pungent eruptions as they exploded from her son's balls, but Andrew came too much and too quickly for her to gulp it all down. From both corners of her stretching mouth a thick river of cum dribbled down her cheeks onto her neck. The smell of cum was strong, powerful and masculine. Patty gulped furiously, nearly choking several times as the pistoning prick smashed against her tonsils.
"Ieeeeaaahhhhh!" Andrew howled, holding tightly onto his mother's arms as he face-fucked her with short, choppy strokes of his prick, allowing her lips to work all the cum from his overheated balls.
"Mmmmmm!" Patty moaned at last, when her son had finally been drained and she had the strong aftertaste of his cum in her mouth.
Andrew held his cock in his mother's mouth, not moving the enormous prick back and forth, just letting Patty nurse on it as he tingled all over in the sweet after-glow of a powerful orgasm.
When Andrew finally uncorked his prick from Patty's mouth, she turned her face to the side, gulping in air.
"Please... please just leave me alone for a while," she whispered breathlessly. Her legs were still on Phillip's shoulders and he was fucking his cock deep into her cunt. "I promise, Phillip, I'll do whatever you want me to later. But right now I just need to relax a little. I need to think things out."
It surprised Patty a little -- and even disappointed her some -- when Phillip pulled his prick completely out of her pussy.
"Okay, Mama," Phillip said, sounding obviously disheartened at being told to stop fucking his mother before he came. "I'll see you later."
When Andrew rolled away from the prone woman, she looked at Phillip and gave him a comforting smile. "I promise to be especially nice to you," Patty whispered. "Seriously, Phillip, I'll make it better than ever before. Better than you ever thought possible."
He just nodded and left the room, his colossal prick jutting out from his body, the entire length of it slick and glistening with his mother's pussyjuice.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"I can't believe she did that to us!" Phillip said, his teeth clamped together in anger. "Of all the crazy shit we've done today, the least you'd think she would do is make sure I got off!"
Andrew, always the selfish one, merely chuckled. "Well, she sucked me off damn nice! Sorry, brother, but my cock's all I'm worried about!"
"You're all heart," Phillip grumbled.
Becky had a spring in her step as she walked down the street, the extremely short, pleated skirt of her cheerleader's uniform slapping against the backs of her thighs with each step she took.
Since fucking Papa -- even taking that monstrously long, thick cock of his into her asshole -- she had this strange glow about her that wouldn't seem to stop.
Becky stepped into her house, wishing for nothing more than to go into her bedroom, lay down on her bed, and dream of what it had been like to be on her knees, looking up into Papa's handsome face as she sucked his prick. She wanted to relive in her mind the orgiastic sensations that had turned her inside out when his cock tugged at her cuntlips as he fucked her. She wanted to experience the whole blissful afternoon over again in her mind like it was a favorite movie that she wanted to see over and over again.
The teenager was in her bedroom when there was a soft knocking at the door. She was saddened to hear the knock, but glad it came when it did. Had the knock came a moment later, she would have had her panties off and would have been softly playing with her clit as she dreamed of Papa.
"Come in!" she called out, sitting on the edge of her bed, her hands folded demurely in her lap.
Becky's eyes widened and her mouth opened when Phillip walked through the door, his very large, rock-solid cock leading the way.
"What are you doing in here like that?" Becky exclaimed, her dark eyes seemingly drawn uncontrollably to her brother's erect cock. "Leave this instant!"
"Shhhh!" Phillip shushed, putting a finger to his lips. He closed the door, then leaned back against it. His cock hadn't softened one little bit since his mother asked him to leave her alone in his bedroom ten minutes earlier. "Becky, there's something I've got to ask of you. It's a favor."
"I can imagine what kind of favor it is," Becky replied sarcastically.
"It's important. Very important. You don't have to touch me. I just want to look at you while I jerk off."
"If you think I'm going to let you jerk off in front of me, you're out of your mind, brother!"
But the thought wasn't entirely without interest to the teenager. She waited a moment, her eyes dancing from Phillip's pleading eyes, down to his cock, then back up again.
"You promise you won't touch me?"
"I promise."
"And all you want to do is look at me?"
"That's right."
"Then go ahead."
"I want to look at you... without your clothes."
Now things are getting interesting! thought Becky. She felt obligated to give her brother a condescending look, then grabbed the bottom of her cheerleader's sweater and pulled it over her head. She quickly discarded her, bra, skirt and panties and sat there quietly on the bed, wearing only her knee-high white socks and jogging shoes.
His little sister's beautiful, trim, svelte body was too sexy to look at without Phillip at least trying to get something more from her. Very tentatively, he walked up to the bed, then sat down next to Becky.
"I need more than just that," Phillip whispered, slipping his arm around his sister's shoulders. "I think you know what I need."
Becky leaned sideways, her eyes misty, her heart beating furiously. Phillip's cock was enormous. A long, thick column of cockmeat. She noticed that his cock's shaft, about halfway between the base and the pricktip, hooked slightly to the left.
"Suck it," Phillip whispered, pushing his fingers into Becky's satiny hair. He added a little pressure, forcing Becky's head down in his lap. "Suck my cock."
Becky opened her lips and let the cockhead push into her mouth. She tightened her lips around the thick shaft of cockmeat, her lips a red ring around the hard, pale meat.
"Ohhhh!" Phillip sighed, leaning back, watching Becky's lips pushing down the shank of his bone-hard prick. "Hot mouth. Yesss! A very hot mouth."
Becky bobbed up and down slowly, taking the cock into her mouth until she felt the spongy cock crown pushing against the entrance of her throat, then puffing up until only the slit at the tip of the cockhead was still between her lips. She flicked her tongue against the pisshole and felt Phillip's body tense up. It was clear to her that he was really enjoying the way she was sucking him.
"Hmmmmm!" Becky moaned softly, sultrily.
She held the cockhead in her mouth and twirled her tongue around the fleshy knob, licking and sucking, her cheeks caved in as she drew with a tantalizing suction on the prick. Becky's nipples were hard buds of tingling flesh as she gave the blow-job. She wished Phillip would fondle her tits while she sucked his mighty cock, but she didn't say anything.
Becky brought her left hand between Phillip's thighs and cupped his heavy, egg-shaped balls. She squeezed Phillip's balls tenderly, pushing them upward so they rubbed against his body. Between her lips, Phillip's cock was pulsing hotly, reacting to the luscious, sensual way she was sucking him.
"Mmmmm!" Becky slurped, chewing tenderly with her lips on the thick pole of cockmeat. She sucked the cockhead to the back of her mouth and opened her jaws as wide as she possibly could, trying briefly to deep-throat the colossal prick.
It was impossible for her to get Phillip's cockhead into her throat, but she enjoyed the strong, muscular pressure of his cock's crown rushing against her tonsils.
Phillip caressed Becky's dark, silky hair as she sucked him. Becky's hair was soft, smooth, and shiny. Her lips traveled up and down over his prick, nibbling on his rigid cockshaft, and working over his cockhead. As she sucked, her tongue was in constant motion, probing down the meaty shank, swirling against the pricktip, and occasionally trying to push into the tiny slit at the very tip of Phillip's cockhead.
"Mmmmmm!" Becky moaned again, gulping the massive blood-engorged cock to the innermost depths of her mouth. She felt the cockhead pulsating against her tonsils. Once again Becky tried to swallow all of Phillip's thick, long cock, and once again her throat refused to open enough to allow such a thing to happen.
"Stand up," Phillip said. "I want to look at you a moment."
Becky was a little confused, but she readily complied with Phillip's request. Standing far enough back so that Phillip could have an unhindered look at her body, she twirled around slowly, showing off her luscious, tight ass to him, displaying her hard-nippled tits, and spreading her legs so that he could see the pink lips of her juicy cunt.
"Do you like my body?" Becky asked tauntingly, placing one hand between her slender thighs to caress her cuntlips, the other hand passing lightly from one tingling nipple to the other. "Do you want my body, Phillip? Does it turn you on?"
The door opened and Andrew, once again, disrupted what otherwise would have been a very tender session of incestuous lovemaking.
"Hey, this is my kind of action!" Andrew said, his long cock dangling between his legs. He stepped into the room, closed the door, then reached for Becky. "Come on, baby, don't fight it. You'll have a good time. I promise."
"Wait now," Becky said, her eyes dancing from Phillip's cock to Andrew's. She suddenly felt quite trapped between them. "I'm not doing both of you at the same time."
"Yes, you are," Andrew replied, his eyes devouring Becky's svelte, naked body. "You see, you haven't one hell of a lot of choice in the matter."
Becky looked into Andrew's eyes and she knew he was telling the truth. She didn't have any choice. Her brother was going to fuck her whether she wanted him to or not. Pragmatically, Becky decided she might as well find as much pleasure in the threesome as possible. It was the aid if you can't beat 'em, join 'em philosophy. Accept what you can't change, and if you have a good time in the process, so much the better.
"Okay then, damn you," Becky said, her dark eyes blazing with lust and anger. "If you're going to fuck me, go ahead and fuck me."
"That's the spirit!" Andrew said, chuckling softly as he reached for Becky.
Becky shivered as Andrew's arms wound around her, crushing her trim, naked body to him. Her tits flattened against his chest. His mouth came down to hers and he kissed her harshly, his tongue trying to pry into her mouth.
"Mmm mm!" Andrew moaned, one hand sliding down to caress Becky's naked asscheeks.
Phillip got up from the bed. He wasn't going to miss out on this kind of action, especially not after having had his prick inside Becky's hot mouth. He pushed Andrew's hand away from Becky's ass and slipped directly behind her, his cockhead pointing upward, his prick pressed against the cleavage of her asscheeks.
Now Becky really felt trapped between her brothers. Standing between them, she had Phillip's cock throbbing between her asscheeks and Andrew's prick pressing against her smooth, flat stomach.
She tried to squirm away from Andrew, but he held tightly onto her, his lips pressed demandingly against hers. When he tried once again to push his tongue into her mouth, Becky didn't refuse him. She knew that he would have his own way with her sooner or later, so she might just as well give in now without a struggle. She wasn't interested in drawing any attention to herself... or to the things that were happening, and would be happening later.
"Her skin's like satin," Phillip whispered, kissing Becky's shoulder. He trailed the tip of his tongue from the point of her shoulder, along her neck, to her earlobe. "Damn, she smells so good."
Becky shivered. Her knees were trembling so badly she wasn't certain she could remain standing. Andrew took a half-step away from her, then bent down to suck on her small erect nipples. The warmth of his mouth and the friction of his tongue against the tip of her tit was electrifying.
"Awwww!" Becky gasped, reaching behind her for Phillip's cock, which was still pressed against her asscheeks. "Ahhhh!"
It was electrifying for Becky. She was scared and excited and feeling a thousand different emotions that she really didn't understand. Being trapped between Phillip and Andrew, feeling their strong bodies pressing against her willowy, naked body was a powerful stimulant.
It was at that point, when Becky was most confused, that she knew she would simply go along with whatever Phillip and Andrew wanted. She was too turned on to do anything but comply to their wishes, and to give in to her own raging horniness.
CHAPTER NINE
"Ohhhhhh!" Becky sighed, rolling her head back, and resting it on Andrew's shoulder as he kissed the smooth, perfumed nape of her neck. In front of her, Phillip was sucking hungrily on her nipples, licking and biting softly on the tantalized, sensitive nubs of pink tit flesh.
Phillip pushed his hand up between Becky's trim thighs. When he touched the lips of her pussy, he found them wet, slick, and slightly puffy with her passion. He probed with his middle finger and the cuntlips parted easily, separating invitingly far the invasion.
"Ohhhhh!" Becky sighed again as the finger pushed into her pussy, gilding wetly across her lust-hardened clit.
She shivered as they went at her with their teeth, lips, tongues and hands, biting her tender, aroused flesh, pushing fingers into her cunt, squeezing, pinching and sucking on her nipples. The fire of passion burned brighter and brighter inside Becky, and she slowly and helplessly felt herself losing control over her own emotions. The pleasure her body felt -- despite the fear and uncertainty of the circumstances -- could not be controlled, could not be denied.
When Phillip got down on his knees, pushing his face between Becky's thighs, then stuffed his tongue into her hot pussy, Becky trembled. The sensation of having her brother's tongue delving into her cunt, and scraping over her clit while Andrew's tongue probed her ear, was so strong, so all-consuming, Becky couldn't even breathe.
"We're going to fuck you," Andrew whispered into Becky's ear, his hands massaging and kneading the taut, quivering mounds of her hard-nippled tits. "We're going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before."
Phillip slipped his arm around Becky's trim hips, cupping the firm, smooth mounds of her asscheeks in his hands. He held her steady as he licked up and down the length of her pussy, the tip of his tongue separating the pink folds of Becky's hot, juicy cunt. The smell of her pussyjuice was intoxicating. He swirled his tongue around inside her cunt until he reached her clit, then he flicked his tongue against the hard nub, his fingers pressing deep into Becky's asscheeks as she squirmed under his ministrations.
Becky felt like her body was turning into some mass of ultra-aroused tissue that had no true form of its own. She couldn't remain standing.
She just couldn't. She began to slide down to her knees, then Andrew's hands caught her under the arms to hold her erect.
She looked down and saw Phillip's face pushed against her body. His tongue was deep in her pussy, his nose buried in the small bush of dark hair around her cunt. The fluttering sensation in the pit of her guts told her she would cum very soon if he would only continue tongue fucking her.
And then, just when she was certain she would be pushed over the edge into the sweet oblivion of ecstasy, Phillip pulled his tongue out of her pussy. Looking up at her he said, "Sit on my cock. I'm going to fuck you."
Becky allowed herself to be brought to the bed by her brothers. She watched as Phillip got on the bed, his powerful muscles rippling smoothly just beneath the surface of his skin, his broad, long cock thrust outward from his body ominously.
"Get on me," Phillip said, rolling onto his back, his cock pointing up toward his stomach. A pearl of pre-cum glistened at his pisshole. "Come on, sister, fuck yourself on my cock."
Becky got on the bed and, moving in something akin to a trance, crawled over to Phillip. She straddled his prone body, one knee and one foot on the bed, raising her slender hips enough to bring Phillip's cockhead to the pink petals of her cunt.
"You're so thick," Becky whispered to her brother, her tits jiggling softly as she rubbed Phillip's pricktip back and forth over the entrance of her cunt.
"You can take it," Phillip replied, reaching up to take his teenaged sister's hard, erect nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. He pinched and twisted her nipples softly. "I know you can take it."
Becky lowered herself. Her eyelids fluttered and then closed as her cuntlips opened up to accept Phillip's thick, hard prick. She dropped a couple inches lower, taking half of the manly, towering column of cockmeat into her cunt. The friction against her clit was exhilarating.
"Ahhhhh!" Becky sighed. She worked her hips in a circular motion, feeling the cockhead moving about inside her cunt and feeling it flexing and pulsating against the smooth, slick inner walls of her pussy.
When Andrew got on the bed, Becky felt the mattress moving, but it never really registered in her mind that he was with her. All she could think about, all her consciousness, was centered on Phillip and the long, hard cock that was stretching her cuntlips, and filling her tingling pussy.
Andrew was on his haunches behind Becky. He put his hands on his sister's shoulders and pushed down, chuckling softly as he forced her to impale herself on Phillip's cock.
"Aw!" Becky gasped when the huge column of cockmeat was suddenly forced full-length into her tight, trim pussy.
Andrew knew exactly what he wanted, and he knew he was going to get it. His enormous prick was rock-solid, sticking out from his loins, a meaty pole that was ready for action. He pushed Becky so that she was leaning forward, her knees up along Phillip's ribs.
"I'm going to fuck you, too!" Andrew said. The words meant nothing to the slender, turned-on teenager. She placed her hands on Phillip's chest, scratching his small nipples softly with the edges of her long, painted thumbnails. Squirming on his body, she had all of his cock in her pussy. Her cuntlips massaged the very root of his magnificent prick as he fondled her nipples, twisting and rolling the fiery nubs to add fuel to the out-of-control fire of lust that blazed inside her.
"Kiss me," Phillip whispered.
When Becky leaned forward to bring her mouth to Phillip's she never realized that she was availing her tight, puckered asshole to Andrew's prick. She kissed her brother, opening her lips against his, and squirming her tongue into his mouth to explore the warmth and moisture there.
And then she felt Andrew's cockhead against her asshole, and in a single blinding instant Becky realized the gravity of the situation.
"Wait!" she cried out... but it was too late. Andrew's prick was enormous in length, but it wasn't as thick as his brothers cock. That alone made it easier for the young girl as she felt the stiff pole of cockmeat pushing her asscheeks apart, embedding itself into her tingling body, and forcing its way up her ass.
Becky's eyes burst open, dark and frightened. She tried to push herself away from Phillip, but Andrew was pushing down on her. She was trapped between their masculine, powerful bodies as Andrew's cock pushed between her asscheeks, driving deeper and deeper into her body.
"Awwwww!" Andrew groaned, shivering with delight as he felt Becky tighten up around his invading prick.
"Don't!" Becky managed to say, her voice a hoarse, croaking gasp of pain.
Nothing had ever felt like this before. Having Andrew's cock in her ass while Phillip's prick stretched her cuntlips was so intense Becky couldn't even breathe. Her moist red lips quivered and her heart was pounding in her chest. Andrew pushed down on her as he drove his prick a little deeper into her asshole, forcing Becky's tits to push against Phillip's broad chest.
Phillip started moving beneath Becky, pushing upward, arching his back, and trying to fuck his cock to and fro into his sister's tight pussy. On his back, he didn't have the mobility that Andrew did, but he was determined to make the most of it.
"Can you feel us inside you?" Andrew asked, chuckling cruelly. He knew damn well that Becky could feel every inch of their cocks, could feel everything that was being driven simultaneously into her asshole and pussy. "You love it, don't you? You love getting double-fucked! Come on, admit it!"
But Becky couldn't speak. Her cheek was against Phillip's as she struggled to contain the riotous thoughts that leaped about incoherently in her mind. Andrew was pumping his hips slowly, working his prick back and forth between her asscheeks. Though he had tried several times, he still hadn't managed to drive all of his eleven-inch cock into Becky's ass.
Phillip was getting more frantic, feeling a little out of the action. But he was very strong, and when he arched his back, he lifted Becky and Andrew up. His balls were burning with tension, the cum simmering hotly inside. He dropped down on the bed again and Becky followed him quickly, her cuntlips puckered inward as she took all of his prick into her tight pussy.
"Pull her up a little," Phillip said to his brother, his palms on Becky's hipbones.
Andrew leaned back slightly, uncorking almost all of his cock from Becky's asshole. He placed his hands over Phillip's hands and pulled up on Becky's hips. When Becky was poised between them, only the two cockheads still filling her cunt and asshole, she was in position for them to double-fuck her more easily.
"That's it!" Phillip said. "That's the way I want her."
Becky was in a world of her own, a strange world she had never been in before. Everything was new, strange, sometimes frightening and sometimes exquisitely beautiful. She felt Phillip toss his hips upward. The long, thick, manly column of his prick lanced into her cunt, filling her juicy pussyhole. Her cuntlips had just squeezed around the root of Phillip's prick when Andrew crammed his cock into her asshole in a harsh, brutal lunge.
"Awwwww!" Becky gasped as the cockmeat was driven deep into her ass.
Becky had nearly two feet of cockmeat stuffing her body. Phillip's prick was fully embedded in her cunt, but Andrew hadn't yet been able to work all of his longer but less thick cock into her asshole.
"Tight ass. I love fucking my sister's tight ass!" Andrew hissed through gritted teeth, pumping his hips slowly, watching the shaft of his cock sliding into the valley of Becky's asscheeks.
Over and over the two pricks skewered Becky's luscious body, spreading her cuntlips and asscheeks, filling her holes until there was no strength left in her. She groaned, only soft moans coming from her as her brothers plowed their cocks into her readily assailable body.
"Kiss me," Phillip whispered, taking Becky's beautiful face into his hands. He turned her face and brought her down to him, planting light, pecking kisses on her lips. But Becky did not kiss him back. She didn't have the strength for it. Taking a cock into her pussy and another one into her asshole had completely sapped her of all her strength and energy.
Andrew's thick body was covered with a fine sheen of perspiration as he rocked back and forth, running a palm up his lovely sister's naked back as his cock pushed into her asshole. He still hadn't quite managed to work all of his prick between Becky's asscheeks, but that didn't bother him. He couldn't remember a time when anything had felt quite so good as fucking Becky's ass while Phillip fucked her pussy.
"Please... please stop!" Becky whispered. It took the last of Becky's strength to say those words, and she knew they were futile words even as she spoke them. Andrew and Phillip wouldn't stop pumping their cocks into her sweet, trim body until they had shot their load of cum. They wouldn't stop until they had been satisfied. To think that her mere words would stop them now, Becky realized, was utter nonsense.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" Andrew grunted, driving harder into Becky's asshole, fighting to fit the last of his prick into her.
With a low, rumbling groan of passion, Andrew felt Becky open up slightly for him. At last he had worked all eleven inches of his cock into her asshole. He had thoroughly ass-fucked her, stabbing the monumental, steel-like length of his cock into her as Phillip fucked all of his cock into her pussy.
On his back, Phillip was oblivious to the struggles that Andrew was going through. He was jerking his hips up and down, working his prick's shaft back and forth between Becky's tight, pink cuntlips. His balls were burning with desire. When he crammed his cock into her cunt, Phillip's balls jerked crazily between his thighs, big orbs that were producing a vast amount of milky, thick cum.
"I... can't... take... this!" Phillip hissed through gritted teeth, his face twisting and grimacing with the blinding white heat of raw passion that consumed him.
The bed creaked madly as Phillip buried his bone-hard prick into Becky's juicy pussy. One... two... three more invasions... and then the liquid explosion of his lust began.
The spurting jets of cum raced through the long, meaty length of his cock. The cum gushed from his cockhead, splattering against the smooth inner walls of Becky's pussy. Phillip drove into her again and again, allowing Becky's cuntlips to massage his prick's shaft and pricktip as gooey blasts of cum spit from his pisshole.
Andrew wasn't far behind Phillip. He pulled back until he saw the thick ridge of his own cockhead, then launched himself at Becky, gouging his mammoth prick into her asshole with all the strength in his body. As his body smacked against Becky's taut asscheeks, Andrew's cum erupted in a torrent. Hot, spurting blasts of cum gushed from his balls. Andrew leaned forward, pressing his body against Becky's, leaving his cock inside her ass -- not even moving it back and forth -- as his balls emptied themselves inside her.
"Awwwwww!" Andrew groaned as his balls pulled up tight between his legs, jerking as the cum exploded out of them, flooding his sister's asshole.
CHAPTER TEN
"I'm sorry, darling, but I really must get to the office right away. You know how hectic it's been lately."
"Of course," Patty said, looking at her husband and cursing him silently in her mind. "I understand completely. You don't have to worry about me." She gave him a sweet smile she knew he wouldn't understand. "I'll be fine here at home."
"Are you sure?"
"I'm positive. You go to the office and do what you have to do. I'll stay here and do what I have to do."
"You're not angry with me?"
Patty shook her heed. "No I'm not. It took me a while, but I've finally gotten over my jealousy. I used to think that your job was more important to you than me. Now I understand that you're working so hard to make it easier for all of us."
"You're a jewel," he said, kissing Patty on the cheek. "I'll try to not be too late tonight."
Patty watched her husband leave. A sensual smile slowly pulled at her mouth. She had the house to herself once again, just the way she wanted it. Patty had no way of knowing that her daughter was not being dropped off at a friend's house, but was actually going to spend the day at the office with Papa. All day long Papa and Patty would be fucking, sucking and licking pussy. Even if Patty had known that her husband and daughter would be fucking themselves dry, she wouldn't have cared. She had Phillip and Andrew to keep her company during the day.
Patty got out of bed and removed the old-fashioned nightgown she had on. Naked, she studied herself in the mirror and smiled. Her body was something she was proud of, and something that made her feel good deep inside. She was still a very attractive woman.
Rather casually Patty walked to her bedroom door. She paused a moment, then, completely naked, she walked to her son's bedroom.
Patty knocked on the door and said, "I'd like to see you both in my bedroom. You'd better hurry if you want to get what I know you both need!"
Patty sat on the old bed, feeling the tingles in the pit of her stomach. Her pussy was warm and moist, ready for pleasure, and hungry for action. Phillip and Andrew were almost running when they burst into her bedroom.
"Come here," she whispered.
Phillip and Andrew quickly moved into position, standing in front of her shoulder to shoulder.
"Take you cocks out," Patty said, unable to tear her eyes away from their crotches. "I want to see your cocks."
Phillip and Andrew once again moved quickly. It took just a moment for them to pull out their cocks. Though neither had a full hard-on, both were stiff, their long cocks jutting out away from their bodies.
"Beautiful," Patty puffed sultrily. She reached out and almost tentatively wrapped her hands around the two cocks. Phillip's cock was thicker; Andrew's cock was longer. Both were huge hunks of cockmeat meant to pleasure a lusty woman. "I couldn't be more pleased. You two are wonderful. My big, beautiful sans."
Patty began stroking them, working her hands back and forth over the pricks. It didn't take long for Phillip and Andrew to get completely hard.
"This is what I need," Patty whispered. "This is all I need to feel good."
She leaned forward, her big tits swinging away from her body. With her eyes open into just slits, Patty kissed the top of Phillip's cockhead. The warmth and smoothness of the prick against her lips delighted her. Patty purred softly as passion built inside her ever-horny body.
"Suck me," Phillip hissed, pushing his fingers into Patty's satiny hair.
Patty let Phillip pull her toward him. His cockhead pushed against her lips. She gladly, even greedily, allowed the cockhead to force her jaws to open. Then the thick, rubbery ridge of flesh that separated the cockhead from the shaft pushed between Patty's full lips, she moaned and drew a hard, tantalizing suction on the pricktip.
"Mmmmm!" Patty cooed softly, swirling her tongue around Phillip's cockhead delighting in its meaty taste, and its masculine flavor.
As she sucked on Phillip's cock, Patty used her right hand to stroke and fondle Andrew's enormous prick. His long, straight cock was absolutely huge, and hard as could be. Patty ran her hand from stem to stern over the meaty length of it, knowing that soon she would have the cock pistoning between her cuntlips, thrilling her senses and driving her wild with ecstasy.
"Ohhhh! That's it! Suck it! Suck it!" Phillip chanted, working his hips back and forth, Patty's hair entwined in his fingers as he fucked her hot, wet mouth.
Patty nibbled an the thick, round shank of Phillip's cock, using her lips to make the jutting cylinder of meat extremely hard. Her tongue was in constant motion, gliding over the slick flesh, curling around the shaft, playing against the cockhead and his pisshole.
As Patty continued to suck on Phillip's prick, Andrew leaned forward and grabbed Patty's tit. He pressed his fingers into her tit, squeezing her luscious nipple a bit too hard. It bothered Patty a little, but she also was excited by it. She had driven Phillip and Andrew into a barely controlled frenzy of lust, and it was knowing that she could do that that excited Patty so much.
"Suck me," Andrew said, catching Patty's nubby nipple. He pulled on the tit, distorting its perfect shape. Patty gasped, uncorked Phillip's prick from between her lips, then gulped Andrew's cockhead into her mouth.
Patty didn't have to open her jaws quite so wide apart for Andrew's prick, but she couldn't suck as much of it into her mouth. The length of Andrew's prick was almost frightening. With her lips wrapped tightly around the cockshaft, Patty rotated her face around the cock, sucking and slurping on the delicious cockmeat, getting the end of it moist with her saliva.
Working over Andrew's cock with her mouth, Patty kept her left hand busy with Phillip's prick, jerking on it, testing it's hardness, and keeping him involved in the action even though she wasn't currently giving him a blow-job.
"Awwwwww!" Andrew groaned, pushing his cock into Patty's mouth until the fleshy, bullet shaped crown of his prick smashed against the opening of her throat.
Patty pulled her head back, dragging her lips over Andrew's cock. She flicked her tongue against his pisshole and was treated with a single, thick drop of pre-cum. She purred lustily, enjoying the flavor of his passion. Trembling with desire, Patty took the cock out of her mouth and looked up into Andrew's face.
"Fuck me," she whispered, her voice a hoarse, husky purr of passion. "I want you cock inside me."
Andrew laughed softly. This was the way he wanted his mother. Begging for his cock, so wildly in need of getting fucked by him that she spoke obscenely, lustily, in a manner that she wouldn't otherwise speak.
Patty moved toward the center of the bed, not entirely certain what was going to happen next. Her flesh felt like it was on fire. Her huge, succulent tits jiggled when she moved. The cylindrical nipples were hard, elongated, and so sensitive Patty suspected she could make, herself cum simply by playing with them.
"Kiss me first," Patty instructed, reaching out for Phillip and Andrew, her naked body hot and ready for their cocks.
Andrew moved over Patty, rubbing his massive prick against her thighs as he slipped onto the bed beside her. Phillip slipped into his mother's arms and he grabbed one tit, squeezing the soft-but-firm globe of sweet, feminine tit flesh.
Patty kissed Phillip feverishly, mashing her full, supple lips against his, opening her mouth in invitation. She was treated with Phillip's tongue.
"Mmmmmmm!" Patty moaned joyously, sucking on Phillip's tongue, french-kissing him for all she was worth.
Hands were moving everywhere on Patty's body. She didn't know exactly who was caressing her where, and she didn't care. As long as they were feeling her, touching her, turning her on... she didn't care what they did to her.
"What a body! What a great, fuckin' body!" Phillip exclaimed, kissing Patty on the cheek as he pinched and rolled one throbbing nipple between his fingers.
Patty spread her thighs and instantly a hand was at her pussy. Strong fingers pressed momentarily against her pussylips, then a finger was inserted into her hot, wet cunt. She squirmed on the bed, spreading her legs even wider apart, not wanting to do anything that would stop her sons from pleasuring themselves, or her.
Andrew moved his hand back and forth slowly, sucking on one of Patty's nipples as he watched his own finger delving into her cunt. After a moment he pushed two fingers into Patty's pussy, finger-fucking her smoothly, delighting in the way her pink cuntlips squeezed around his invading fingers.
Patty kissed Phillip greedily, sucking his tongue into her mouth, then pushing her tongue deep into his mouth. She squirmed on the bed, her arms around Phillip's and Andrew's shoulders, her legs spread as wide as possible. She did not know who was going to fuck her, and she did not care. What Phillip and Andrew were doing to her now -- touching her everywhere, finger-fucking her, sucking on her nipples, playing their fingers over her stomach and thighs and kissing her deeply -- was so exhilarating it was almost as good as fucking itself.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Patty moaned, shivering with joy as Phillip nibbled on her quivering lower lip.
Patty sighed when Andrew grabbed her by the backs of her knees, raising and spreading them wider apart as he got in position above her. She reached between her legs and tenderly caught the shaft of his cock between hr fingers.
"Right here," Patty whispered, her dark eyes glazed with lust as she guided Andrew's pricktip to her pussy. "This is right where I need you."
Andrew was sitting on his haunches, his enormous cock at full extension. He pushed his cockhead against Patty's cuntlips, watching with fascination as the pink cunt petals separated to accept him.
"Ohhhhh!" Andrew roamed, feeling the liquid warmth of Patty's pussy surrounding his prick.
Phillip put a hand on Patty's face, turning her so that she looked into his eyes. "Kiss me," he whispered.
Patty pulled him close, kissing him with an open mouth, inviting his tongue to come inside. She cooed lustily, sucking Phillip's tongue into her mouth as Andrew's prick pushed several inches deeper into her hot pussy.
Pumping his hips and rocking back and forth, Andrew watched his cock gliding between Patty's cuntlips. He fucked her slowly, not in any hurry to cum, wanting to feel all the special sensations this beautiful woman's sweet, sensual pussy could provide for his cock. Each time he drove the full length of his cock into Patty's cunt, her big, round tits sloshed on her body, jiggling from the impact of crotch against crotch.
Andrew put his hand on the lower part of Patty's stomach. Spreading his fingers wide, he caressed her satin smooth flesh, and with his thumb her touched her tiny, erect clit.
"Your cunt is so hot, so wet," Andrew said quietly, pulling back to uncork all but the very tip of his cockhead from Patty's pussy. "Damn, you're one sexy woman!"
Patty pushed Phillip away from her, ending the deep french kiss they had been sharing for so long. She reached for his cock, boldly popping her hand between his legs until she curled her fingers around the thick shaft of cockmeat that was hers to have.
"I want to suck you," Patty whispered, unashamed of her own insatiable needs, not caring how she sounded or what she must appear like.
Patty moved so that she had her head on Phillip's thigh, her body twisted somewhat so that she could give her son a blow-job while Andrew fucked his massive prick to her velvety depths of her pussy.
"Mmmmmmm!" Patty slurped, opening her jaws wide to accept Phillip's turgid prick between her lips.
Phillip shoved his prick into his mother's mouth until the cockhead pushed against her tonsils, then stopped. Patty chewed sensually on the shank of his prick, using her full, soft lips to caress the bone-hard cockmeat. Between her wide-spread thighs, Andrew was pumping his hips a little faster, working his prick to and fro in her cunt, filling up her tight, wet cunt with cockmeat. Each time Andrew shoved all of his prick into Patty's pussy, it nearly took her breath away. His cock was so long and hard it was incredible. She sucked joyously on Phillip's prick, nursing on it, her cheeks squeezed in to surround the cockhead while her tongue played an erotic dance against the pisshole.
The moment a drop of pre-cum oozed from Phillip's balls, Patty licked it up quickly. She cooed lewdly, letting her sons know how much she enjoyed the flavor of cum. As Andrew fucked her pussy, Patty started giving her hips short, almost harsh side-to-side jerks, accepting his prick from different directions to add to her pleasure.
"That's it!" Andrew encouraged. "Turn it on, Mama! Turn it on for me!"
Patty's dark hair was tickling Phillip's thigh as she gave him the blow-job. Her jaws were gaping open as she sucked on her handsome son's pulsating prick.
"Suck me!" Phillip hissed, his balls burning up with desire. "Ohhh! Suck me! Lick my cock!"
Phillip pulled his prick from between Patty's lips. Before she could protest, he pushed the shaft of his cock against her mouth and she opened her lips wide. Slurping loudly, Patty licked the underside of Phillip's cockshaft, nibbling on the lust-hardened flesh with her lips, sometimes even scraping her teeth very lightly against the enflamed cockmeat.
"Ohhhh! You really know how to treat a guy's cock," Phillip whispered. "That you do!"
Patty moaned but said nothing. Whatever she wanted to communicate to Phillip and Andrew, she could do with her body movements, and with her actions. At this stage of the game, words were unnecessary. She flicked her tongue against the cleft at the underside of Phillip's cockhead and felt him flinch from the pleasure it provided. A moment later Phillip shoved his fat, plum-sized cockhead against Patty's lips and she took the prick deep into her mouth.
Each time Andrew pushed his prick into his mother's cunt or withdrew it, the shaft of his cock rubbed against Patty's clit. The slick friction against her clit, combined with the acute, carnal feeling of being filled with a hard cock, made Patty shiver with constantly building passion. She knew she could not take this much pleasure for very long without cumming.
"Awwww! Suck my cock! Suck it! Suck it!" Patty felt like she was being harpooned with hard cocks. Phillip had his hand at the back of her neck and was puffing her toward him, driving his prick onto her mouth until his cockhead smashed repeatedly against the opening of her throat. Time and time again Phillip filled her mouth with his cock, puffing her toward him as his rigid prick stretched her supple lips.
"Mmmmmm! Ummmg!" Patty slurped, struggling to keep from choking on Phillip's thick, throbbing cock as he practically force-fed it to her.
The woman's huge, creamy tits, spread slightly to the sides of her body now that she was on her back, jiggled and rolled to and ho with herky-jerky movements. Andrew was holding her at the backs of the knees, keeping her legs spread wide apart as he plowed the colossal length of his cock into her wet cunt. Phillip was busy pulling her toward his body, then pushing her away, keeping Patty's mouth filled with his enormous cock.
When Phillip grabbed his prick and started jerking hard on the shaft while keeping his cockhead pushed to the back of Patty's mouth, she knew he was going to cum. Looking up into his face, with his prick stretching her lips and forcing her jaws wide apart, Patty saw the passion he felt written all over his face. "Awwwwwww!" Phillip gasped.
The spurting jets of cum gushed from Phillip's enormous overheated balls. Patty was ready for him and when the thick, syrup-like eruptions of cum began flooding her mouth, she sucked feverishly, swallowing the gooey cum passionately, drinking her songs cum wantonly.
"Uh! Uh! Ohhhhh!" Phillip grunted and groaned as spurts of cum raced through his thick cock to splatter against his mother's tongue and the roof of her mouth. He stroked hard on his cock, his fist sometimes smashing against Patty's lips as she nursed on his pricktip.
"Yeah! Swallow all of it!" Andrew hissed, watching Patty sucking off Phillip. He gouged his big huge cock into Patty's hot pussy, his balls slapping into the smooth tight crevice of her asscheeks. Watching his mother swallowing Phillip's turn had excited Andrew much more than bethought it would have.
"Mmmmmmmm!" Patty moaned, swirling her tongue around the tip of Phillip's cockhead as the last weak trickles of his cum oozed out. The flavor of Phillip's cum was strong and salty on her tongue.
Continuing to hold Phillip's cock on her mouth, even though it was starting to get soft, Patty settled back and concentrated on the cock that filled her pussy. Three strokes later she felt her clit begin to burn. A moment after that Patty's dark eyes burst open wide and her pussyjuice began gushing out of her cock-filled cunt.
It felt like Patty's entire body was turning inside out. With her head on Phillip's thigh, Patty quivered all over, her tits shaking, her cunt convulsing around Andrew's pistoning prick.
Hot and cold flashes of pure pleasure coursed through her veins as girl-cum oozed out of her pussy. She made strange, high-pitched squeaking sounds, her cheeks caved in around Phillip's cock as she sucked wildly on it.
"I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum, Mama!" Andrew hissed, pushing down on Patty's legs, and spreading her knees so wide apart they were nearly touching the bed in opposite directions.
He buried his cock in Patty's cunt. With his balls against Patty's asscheeks, Andrew started cumming. He didn't pump his prick back and forth between Patty's cuntlips. Instead, Andrew just left his cock engulfed in the tight confines of her pussy, allowing the inner contractions to milk his balls completely dry.
"Mmmmmmm!" Patty moaned soulfully as she felt her body cooling down, sucking on Phillip's prick as Andrew's cockhead spit cum deep in her pussy.
Later, with her sans sleeping in peaceful exhaustion, Patty stood at the edge of her bed and watched them. She couldn't possibly care about anything in the world. It had bothered her that her husband was so preoccupied with his work, but that had been before she started having an affair with her sons.
"And I was going to find some stranger to have an affair with," Patty whispered, shaking her head in disbelief. "How stupid could I have been? To think I needed to find a stranger to fuck me when I have two sans who can satisfy my every need!"
Patty got carefully onto the bed. She raised Andrew's long cock, which was soft as he slept, to her lips and started sucking on it.
