Most of us lead two lives-real and fantasy. The housewife imagines herself leading a life of luxury. The businessman imagines himself away from the rat race, fishing by a quiet lake. The schoolboy dreams of becoming a famous athlete. And then there are sexual fantasieswild dreams that we seldom expect to see come true.
In this story, Maggie Jones has learned to be honest with her sexual desires, and she becomes a woman whom many would brand a slut and others would merely call liberated. She is a woman dedicated to becoming a sexually liberated soul-a person who feels sexually free.
MOM IN A SANDWICH deals with a volatile issue, an issue that government has tried to define, that churches have tried to repress, that swingers have tried to advocatebut perhaps the answer lies with the individual. Let he or she decide his or her own standard of morality where sex between consenting individuals is concerned, just as Ann Gable has done.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Larry and Linda ... Linda and Larry . . .
Maggie Jones couldn't believe it, wouldn't believe it. Except she had seen it with her eyes.
Larry fucking Linda . . . Linda fucking Larry.
Boys will eventually get around to finding a willing girl to fuck, Maggie knew. A girl will find a boy to dampen those fires between her thighs.
But Larry? He was so young, still a baby. Well, not a baby exactly, but Larry was her baby, she thought. He would always be her baby, no matter what his age. And Linda was Maggie's best friend. Linda was certainly not a baby, she was not even a girl. Linda was only a year younger than Maggie.
And they had been fucking.
Maggie had walked the short distance to Linda's beach house. She and Linda had made plans to be lazy this day, to sprawl on the bench and work on their tans, to doze and let their minds float from all cares and troubles.
That was how she had seen them.
Linda had not pulled the drapes across the expanse of sheet glass facing the ocean and Maggie had seen them almost as soon as she had climbed onto the sun deck.
Linda had been sprawled across that huge long couch, her long legs sticking straight in the air, wide apart, and Larry was between them, his naked ass bobbing. It was obvious to Maggie that her son was fucking his cock into Linda's cunt with ecstasy.
Maggie had seen it all, then had quickly left so she would not embarrass them, nor herself. She had walked slowly home, not feeling the hot sand on the soles of her feet. The scene continued to burn in her mind like a consuming flame. She kept seeing her son's ass, naked, between the slender thighs of her best friend. Both had been naked, but Maggie had seen nothing but her son's ass, those ass cheeks muscled and rippling as he lifted and fucked. And she remembered those fantastic legs of Linda's, wiggling in the air, scissoring about her son's hips and thighs. She had not seen their faces, but she could imagine what they both looked like.
By the time she reached her own home, Maggie was in a turmoil of confusion. She wondered how long this had been going on, why she had not seen it before. They had been fucking as if it were not the first time. They were probably still fucking, she thought. She was nervous now, seeing them in her mind over and over and over. Maggie didn't know why she was nervous.
Larry's ass.
She kept seeing his ass in her mind, the white ass cheeks contrasting with the deep tan on his body. She had not really looked at her son closely lately, and now she realized he was growing up. As she paced about, trying to make that lewd scene evaporate from her mind, yet clinging to it for some reason she didn't understand, she wrung her hands, feeling her moist palms tingle slightly. Her hands weren't the only things tingling, she realized with a slight shock. There was a burning, pulsing sensation between her thighs, one she had not felt in a long time.
That feeling had been behind her since her divorce.
But now it was back, wet and hot.
All because she had seen Larry fucking Linda, seen his young white ass bobbing and bouncing, flexing and writhing. Because she had not felt a cock inside her cunt in years. She wanted to fuck, but didn't have the nerve to fuck a strange man.
Maggie had problems.
She could not undress in front of a man, or a woman, for that matter. Why she couldn't was a mystery to her, but she couldn't no matter how hard she tried.
After calming herself somewhat, she took her beach towel and walked from the redwood deck of her home onto the beach. Not many people were there yet, and she found a place near the water line. She stretched out on her stomach and closed her eyes, feeling the early heat of the sun burning into her flesh.
Sometime later she watched Linda come across the sand.
There were times when she wished she was more like Linda, so carefree and full of hell. Linda let it all hang out and didn't give a damn what people thought. She lived as she wanted, and "the world can go fuck itself," she had said many times.
Linda used the word fuck often. Maggie didn't mind hearing it; she sort of enjoyed it although she had never said it out loud herself. Sometimes, alone at night, she would let the word rumble through her mind until she would be tossing about in steaming, boiling desire.
Linda was a tall, slender woman, with full tits high on her chest that were by no means huge. They fit her body nicely, round and firm. Even from a distance, she could see Linda's tits jiggle in a tight way.
Linda had a full head of thick, luxurious, dark hair that had shimmering highlights when the sun kissed it. She walked with her shoulders back, tits thrust forward, with a sensual swing to her rounded hips and swelling ass. Linda's ass was not broad, but her ass cheeks puffed out like springy balloons, rippling and writhing when she walked.
Those long, long legs moved with feline grace, the subtle muscles rippling beneath the golden tan of her flesh. Maggie often wished she could look as beautiful as Linda, sometimes wished men would look at her with that hot, speculative manner of desire. Men sometimes did look at Maggie. She had caught them looking, and, when she saw their eyes, she would become embarrassed and flustered, unable to handle it.
Like Linda, Maggie was strikingly beautiful, with a head of hair the color of old pennies, golden flesh, wide sloe eyes, and a full mouth. In fact, Maggie's skin was smoother, better textured than Linda's skin, although Linda's flesh was very creamy and smooth.
"Hi, lover," Linda said as she spread her towel out on the sand. "Don't you think it's time to turn over? This side looks a bit rare to me."
Maggie had been resting on her stomach with her chin resting on crossed arms. She turned to greet Linda as her friend sat down. She saw that her son, Larry, was watching Linda, too. Larry had a gleam in his eyes that she had seen before. Now she knew the cause. She almost blushed for her son, thinking he should have an interest in a teenage girl his own age, not in a woman old enough to be his mother.
Linda caught Larry looking at her, and she got down on the towel, sprawling onto her stomach. She lifted her bikinied ass and wiggled it. "Like that, huh, Larry?"
"Linda!" Maggie said. "What's gotten into you lately?"
"Mmmmm, wouldn't you like to know, honey," Linda murmured.
Maggie sighed and leaned back, feeling the heat of the sun on her stomach now. She closed her eyes, imagining her son fucking vigorously into Linda's cunt again. She knew it would do no good to talk to Linda. For one thing, she couldn't talk about such things, and for another it would embarrass her to death if Linda knew she had seen them fucking. Those few times Maggie, had tried to talk to Linda about sex, the worse Linda became. She would tease Maggie unmercifully, taking a perverse delight in watching Maggie turn red.
Maggie knew it would be wonderful to undress in front of a man, to take her clothing off slowly and teasingly, to watch his cock swell and became hard. But she couldn't bring herself to do that.
Even her ex-husband had never seen her naked. Her hang-up about being naked mystified even her, eluded any analysis. She didn't know why she couldn't be naked in the same room with anyone, even another woman. While married, Maggie always undressed in the bathroom, pulling on a gown before going to bed. And when they fucked, it had to be with all lights out and under the sheets. This had, of course, caused many heated arguments between her and her husband. He had been puzzled and hurt by her strange actions.
"Wives always undress in front of their husbands," he would say.
But Maggie never could.
"I never get a daylight fuck," he would complain, deepening her shame. Her husband would deliberately walk about the bedroom naked, his cock swinging around. And, although she could not be naked in front of him, she found it intensely arousing to watch him walk around without clothes on. When they fucked under the sheets in the dark, she was a raging dynamo of sexual energy, taking delight in the powerful fucks of his hard cock into her bubbling cunt.
Once, she had tried to talk about her crazy u problem with Linda, but all she got in return was laughter and more teasing. Since that first attempt, Maggie had never mentioned it again. Linda, though, would be delighted to be totally naked on the beach at high noon, letting all the men look at her, see her shapely tits, her rounded ass, her hairy cunt. Yes, Linda would probably enjoy that very much.
And Larry ... oh, yes, don't forget Larry, she thought. Now that he's dipped into the honey pot, he'll be going back for more. Linda would fuck anyone with a hard-on.
She saw that her son, about ten feet away, was still looking at Linda. Glancing from the corners of her slitted eyes and down, Maggie saw the cheeks of Linda's ass still writhing, and with a shock realized Linda was doing it deliberately, knowing full well that Larry was watching. This was so public, Maggie thought. Maggie couldn't bring herself to say anything about this. She was sure if Linda stripped and fucked her son right on the beach, she would not be able to say one word of protest, but would just sit there and blush.
Maggie wished she could be that way. Despite her aversion to being naked in front of anyone, Maggie was an intensely erotic woman.
She closed her eyes again.
She tired to let her thoughts run free, to think about nothing, to find relaxation under the heat of the sun. Finally she began to doze again.
Suddenly, she was aware, through a change of light under her closed eyelids, that someone or something was blocking out the sun, standing directly over her.
She slitted her eyes.
The first thing she saw, in her direct line of vision, was a man's crotch. No, not a man's crotch-her son's crotch. He wore very tight swimming trunks. She recognized the pattern on them, but she had not looked up to his face yet. His trunks were made of some soft material and bulged with his cock and balls. For a moment Maggie thought Larry was looking at Linda's ass, but realized her son had a tremendous hard-on. She could see his cock straining and pointing at her, like a hard pipe sheathed in cloth. The full outline of her son's cock was there, with a moist spot where his piss hole would be. His cock seemed hot and impatient behind its prison of fabric, ready to spring forth in full nakedness before her eyes. Maggie found herself wondering about Larry's cock-what his prick would look like, how long and thick his cock would be. Would he take his cock out?
She continued to stare at her son's cock, her body filled with a strange sense of desire. Then her face went hot when she realized she was giving her son's cock an inordinate amount of attention. Feeling suddenly ashamed of herself, she quickly glanced at his face. The picture of him fucking Linda was strong and vivid in her mind, but she saw that Larry was absorbed in gazing at her, looking between her thighs, at her crotch. Maggie realized with a sudden horror that while on her back she had spread her legs widely. Was she somehow exposed down there without her knowing it?
Quickly she brought her legs together, glaring up at her son.
Larry was a good-looking young boy, blond with high cheekbones. He was surprised when she looked him directly in the face, unaware that she had opened her eyes as he looked into her crotch. Larry had an embarrassed grin on his face, like a boy caught with his hand in the cookie jar. He quickly mumbled something, then turned his back and moved a few feet away, sitting down and facing the sea.
Maggie looked about and found no one else looking at her. She darted her hand between her thighs, feeling about the crotch of her bikini. With a sigh of relief she found everything was in place. Her cunt was not exposed as she had first suspected. Nothing had slipped anywhere. Yet her bikini was very tight. She could feel the telltale split of her cunt, the puffiness of those pussy lips and the heat between. She knew that in the position in which she had been-knees up, legs sprawled apart in the lewd way favored by some of the girls in those men's magazines-the full shape of her cunt had been visible to her son. That must have been what gave him that terrific hard-on.
Maggie closed her eyes again for a moment. Instantly she had a horrible, swift fantasyshe was naked on the sand, her bikini discarded next to her. And her son looked at her cunt, pulled his cock out and jacked off, splashing his come juice, so hot and slippery, onto the curls of her pussy, searing the tender pussy lips with that scalding wetness.
Startled by the rapid fantasy, Maggie sat up and gathered her towel, sunglasses and lotion.
"Had enough?" Linda asked in a sleepy voice.
"I'll burn in another minute," Maggie replied and fled across the sand to her beach house.
Her house, like Linda's, was built on thick stilts, with a sun deck, the entrance facing the hill and highway. It was her sole possession from the divorce, one she would not give up under any circumstances.
In the cool air-conditioned house, she went straight to her large bedroom, looking out the big windows facing the ocean. She could see Linda and her son there. She frowned. Larry had joined Linda and was rubbing sunt an lotion on her back and thighs. Linda had, Maggie saw, untied her halter.
With a snort of disgust, Maggie went into the bathroom and peeled her bikini off. She stood in front of the large mirror on the door, studying herself.
It struck her that she had never really looked at her body this critically. But she had never seen her son fucking Linda before, either. Maggie had not gone over her body with her eyes or hands the way most women did, inch by inch, learning everything about the sensitive points, the places that felt nice to touch. Now she took special notice of a few imperfections-a tiny mole high up on her right thigh, near the lush curls of her coppery cunt hair; another mole, hardly the size of a pin head, was on her left ass cheek. There were two small dimples at the top of her ass, on each side of her spine, dimples that she had not noticed before.
She was satisfied with what she saw.
Narrow waist, wide hips, firm tits, good nipples and not an ounce of extra fat anywhere. She was thirty-four and the mother of a handsome young man. But neither age nor having a son had hurt her body and figure any, that she could see. She had nothing to be ashamed of. She could stand up to any woman out there on the beach, she was sure. And that included the sensual Linda.
Her lips parted in a smile.
Mirror, mirror, on the wall . . .
Then she remembered her son standing over her, remembered the way she had opened her eyes and had stared straight into his crotch, seeing his cock outlined in beautiful full hardness. Again she visualized Larry's cock, so hard, so powerful, straining inside his trunks, imagining that cock breaking through the fabric and whipping straight out at her.
Maggie shivered, her flesh goose pimpling up.
Although she found it very hard, she finally admitted her fascination about her son's cock to herself. She realized the overwhelming desire to reach up and grab his cock, to fill her hands with his prick, to hold his cock in with her fingers and feel the hard hotness of her son's cock. She had pictured Larry's cock being enormous, swollen with a large red head at the very end of his prick, with a piss hole that flared and dripped glistening fuck juices, quivering with an intense, anxious desire to fuck ... a demanding cock.
An insatiable cock.
A hard, throbbing, hungry cock.
Maggie was surprised that his prick was so huge. He was, to her, still such a little boy, still so very young.
Maggie became conscious of her reflection in the mirror again.
The mere sight of her naked body sent an erotic thrill racing through her. For some reason, she felt deliciously wanton, blatantly wicked.
She studied herself critically, delighted by what she saw. There was only one detail she could quarrel with.
She noticed the lush copper-colored hair of her cunt, gleaming in the light. Her cunt hair looked in need of fixing, she thought. It looked a bit untidy and straggly to her.
She took a small pair of scissors she kept in the bathroom and started to trim the thick curls, then thought better of it.
"It looks sort of lewd and erotic," she whispered, replacing the scissors.
CHAPTER TWO
Wearing her robe, Maggie watched Linda sitting on the couch.
It was now early afternoon and Linda had come to Maggie's house for a cold drink. Her own house was about a hundred yards down the beach, but she had said, "I was too thirsty to walk that far."
Maggie was fresh and clean from a long, luxurious bath, her hair still damp. She sat in the chair across from her long-time friend, holding a frosted beer with both hands.
"I guess Larry is still out there," Maggie said, meaning the beach.
"Speaking of Larry," Linda said, "I'd like to borrow him a bit this afternoon. I've got some heavy boxes I want down from the attic. His young muscles are just what I need."
Maggie knew it wasn't his muscles, plural, but muscle, singular, Linda wanted of her son. From what Maggie had seen that morning, she knew Linda was still hungry for Larry's cock.
Linda leaned against the arm of the couch, lifting one foot to the cushions and letting her knee lean there. The whole of Linda's crotch was exposed, and, with a slight shock, Maggie realized she could see the shape of Linda's cunt, the slit between her pussy lips. And there were dark curls standing from that tightness. Cunt hair could be seen along each side of the tight crotch band, but Linda either didn't know or just didn't care that her pussy was nearly exposed.
"Well, how about it, Maggie?"
"I'm sorry," Maggie said. "I didn't hear what you said."
Linda gazed boldly at Maggie, a knowing expression on her beautiful face. "It wasn't important anyway," Linda said. "I was just wondering out loud when you were going to start dating again."
"I'm not," Maggie said. "And why ask me such a question? I don't see you going out much."
"I've had it with those jerk offs," Linda replied. "Getting pronged is great, but every man I meet is a complete asshole. And since I have my own asshole, what do I need with more?"
"I wish you wouldn't talk that way," Maggie said, feeling heat come over her face.
"Listen to the virgin," Linda teased. "Maggie, don't you think it's time you grew up and realized there are such words as asshole, cunt, cock, pussy, prick?"
"And why don't you realize those words are the expressions of a weak mind?" Maggie shot back. "What's wrong with penis, vagina, intercourse?"
"Nothing," Linda replied, "if that's what you want to use when you're getting a rousing fuck. 'Intercourse me with that penis, darling!' Is that better? I can just see me screaming my head off, 'Intercourse my vagina with your penis!' while my cunt is coming a mile a fucking minute!"
Maggie had to admit it would sound pretty silly. Her husband used to talk that way when he was excited, and Maggie had loved it but would never admit it to anyone. She had wanted to shout those words herself, and not just when she was coming but long before that happened.
Linda, still laughing, looked out the window. "Larry's on his way."
Maggie saw her son as he crossed the wooden sun deck, her gaze moving toward the front of his trunks, searching for his cock and balls.
It was only after her son had came into the house that Maggie realized Linda had not changed her position. She still sat with her legs apart, those cunt hairs curling in a blatant way. As Larry came in, he looked at Linda, his eyes trained directly on her crotch.
Maggie saw Linda start to swing her knee back and forth, and she was startled to see the outline of Linda's cunt writhing. There was a smile on Linda's face as she waved her bottle of beer at Larry.
"Congratulations, honey," Linda said to Larry. "You get to help me move a box or two this afternoon."
"Sure, Linda," Larry agreed, and, with a lingering look between her legs, moved in a crabwise walk to his room. Maggie knew he was trying to conceal a sudden hard-on from her eyes, but not from Linda's eyes. She felt an immediate burning desire to follow him, to watch him take those tight trunks off and see his cock spring forth in lovely hardness.
By the time her son had put on cut-offs and had come back into the living room, Maggie was so nervous she was shaking. She didn't say anything except a soft goodbye as her son left with Linda, holding her hand. She stood and watched them cross the sand, seeing Linda's rounded ass swing and sway, knowing what would be going on between them very soon.
Maggie dressed, fighting the urge to follow them and watch. She pulled on pantyhose, a bra, then a skirt and blouse. By the time she was dressed, she knew she couldn't stand it any longer. She left the house quickly and followed the trail near the houses where the sand was packed and easier to walk on. The beach was starting to clear of people, although there was still an hour or so of sun left. The crowds were the one thing she didn't like about living on the beach.
When she looked into the window of Linda's house, she saw her son standing on a ladder, his head inside the square hole leading into the attic. But he was naked, his white ass cheeks erotic against the tan of his body. Maggie sucked in a deep breath as she looked. Linda was standing at the foot of the ladder, her hands holding Larry's thighs. She, too, was naked. Their backs were toward Maggie, and all she could see were ass cheeks, her son's and Linda's. Yet those two asses excited Maggie. The twin cheeks of Linda's ass looked very tight and smooth, the flesh white like Larry's.
She was not aware that she could also hear them until she heard Linda say, "You have a really beautiful young ass on you, Larry."
She saw Linda move one hand over the cheeks of her son's ass, feeling it. A deep, searing heat rippled through Maggie's cunt and her legs felt like rubber, very weak.
"Mmmm, nice ass," Linda said, and then Maggie gasped.
Linda had pressed her lips to Larry's ass and kissed his ass cheek. Instead of jumping in surprise, she saw her son shove his naked ass backwards, as if he were wiggling his ass cheeks into Linda's face. Maggie sucked air with a strange excitement when she saw her friend holding Larry's hips, pulling those tight ass cheeks back into her face.
Maggie's eyes became glazed as she watched Linda press her lips against her son's ass, kissing the ass cheeks, then snapping her tongue up and down the ass flesh. A tingling sensation shot through Maggie's body, burning until her nipples tightened, and a spark of some delightful feeling caused her cunt to pulsate. She felt the lips of her pussy swelling, becoming sensitive inside her panties.
A hiss escaped Maggie's throat.
Linda was lapping her tongue up and down the crack of Larry's ass, and he was arching back even more into Linda's face. Linda, Maggie noticed, had a hand in front of her son, and, although she could not see what Linda was doing, she suspected her friend was holding Larry's cock.
The sounds Linda was making were muffled, low and very throaty. Maggie understood the pleasure Linda was getting from licking Larry's naked ass. And Linda's ass, so creamy and round and smoothly fleshed, seemed to be swaying to an erotic rhythm. Maggie's eyes burned as heat grew like a boiling liquid inside her body. She watched Linda's ass cheeks flex, tighten, then relax and clench again. And all the time she licked and kissed at Larry's ass. Larry began to turn. j
Maggie's breath caught in her throat as she saw her son's cock in side view. His prick stood out straight and very hard. The shaft of his cock was thicker than she had imagined it would be, and the head, sweetly swollen, was dripping from his piss hole. His balls, full and delicious looking, hung below. As Larry turned on the ladder, so did Linda. Maggie watched them in profile, seeing Linda's shapely flawless tits with those large, light-brown nipples.
"Ohhhh!" Maggie gasped as she watched Linda shove her face against Larry's crotch, nuzzling and loving and kissing his balls and the shaft of his cock. Linda's face, usually so lovely, was now contorted with the intensity of the passion rumbling through her naked body. The soft moans Linda made as she kissed Larry's crotch came to Maggie, the sounds increasing Maggie's own passion, serving to send ripples of passion-laden thrills about her flesh.
Maggie's cunt was pulsating wildly, and she felt as if she were about to come from just watching this. She was not aware that she now gripped one of her own tits tightly, her fingers digging into the firm mound, the nipple searing her palm through her blouse.
Larry, still on the ladder, his cock level with Linda's face, arched forward. "Kiss it, Linda," Maggie heard her son say. "Kiss my cock!"
"Mmmm, yes!" Linda gurgled, stroking Larry's prick with a warm hand, looking up into his young face. "I'll kiss your cock, darling! I'll kiss it off!"
Maggie, although surprised, was not in the least shocked when she saw Linda press her full, moist lips against the shaft of Larry's cock. Linda kissed his prick, then moved her mouth downward and kissed his dangling balls. Larry groaned and arched his hips forward, one hand on top of Linda's head.
Linda lapped her tongue up the underside of Larry's cock and then flapped it about that smoothly swollen prick head, licking up the dripping fuck juices clinging to his piss hole. Maggie's body was shaking now, her cunt throbbing hotly, her ass cheeks clenching.
"Oh, God!" Maggie gasped.
Linda opened her mouth and took the swollen head of Larry's cock between her lips. Linda's eyes closed as she sucked slowly and gently on his prick. Maggie gazed in hot pleasure, digging almost harshly into her own tit now but feeling no pain, only a burning, intense pleasure. She widened her eyes as Linda sucked more of Larry's cock into her mouth, and then began to bob back and forth, gliding her lips along that throbbing, very hard cock. Maggie saw Linda swallow Larry's cock deeply, her nose pressed into the wiry hair at the base, her chin brushing at his balls.
Larry moaned loudly when Linda took his prick all the way into her hot, wet mouth, his hand moving to the back of her head and pressing. "Oh, Linda," Maggie heard her son say in a thick voice, "your mouth is so hot and wet! That feels so good! Suck me, Linda! Suck my cock!"
Maggie wondered if that was really her son saying such things. She had never heard him use words like that before. Yet, they excited her, thrilled her. Her cunt seemed to be on fire, with flames licking at her distended clit, at her sensitive, swollen pussy lips. She was groaning softly as she watched Linda sucking on Larry's cock, but she didn't know that. The only sounds she was aware of were those of her son and her best friend.
Even the soft moans of Linda came to Maggie, and it was obvious her friend enjoyed having Larry's cock inside her mouth. Maggie was wondering if Linda was going to suck Larry's cock off, going to have him spurt into her mouth. Somehow, that idea was exciting to Maggie.
Linda sucked his cock, looking up into his face with blazing eyes, her desire obvious. "Fuck me, Larry," Linda asked in a pleading voice. "Fuck me, baby! You know I love this beautiful cock in my cunt! Come on, Larry, fuck me!"
Maggie watched Linda drop to her hands and knees. Linda continued to wag her naked ass lewdly at Larry, looking over her shoulder at him, still pleading, "Fuck me, fuck me! Shove your cock up my fucking pussy and fuck it! Ohhhh, hurry, please hurry, darling! I'm so fucking hot!"
Maggie's eyes strained to watch her son's arching prick as he climbed down from the ladder, watching his cock, pulsating, throbbing in up and down jerks. Larry knelt behind Linda's upthrust naked ass, his hands moving about those creamy smooth ass cheeks for a moment.
Then, with a soft grunt, Larry fucked his cock into Linda's cunt.
"Qooooo, baby, yes!" Linda shouted as she rammed her naked ass back against him. "That's it, that's it! Go deep, Larry! Ohhh, go so fucking deep up my hot cunt! Fuck that pussy, Larry! Fuck my hot cunt hard!"
The soft slaps of Larry's groin smacking against the wiggling, uplifted ass of Linda inflamed Maggie's senses. Her cunt was hotter yet as she watched her son fucking Linda this way. She almost felt as if it were her being fucked, that his cock was inside her cunt and fucking so deliciously. She could imagine his lovely balls smacking against the lips of her own puffy cunt. Maggie's pussy was throbbing and pulsating like never before.
Although she had never been able to be naked before her husband or anyone, she did enjoy fucking very much. And it had been a long time since she had felt the delight of a hard cock fucking into her bushy cunt.
She could see from her angle the way her son's cock fucked Linda's eager cunt. She could see the moisture glistening on the prick shaft as he withdrew his cock, then his prick was buried quickly into that hair-lined pussy of Linda. Linda shook and wiggled her naked ass with erotic pleasure, mewling and whimpering softly as Larry fucked his cock back and forth. Linda now had her cheek resting on the floor, her back bowed, her beautiful ass lifted high into the air, her knees parted, widening her crotch for Larry's fucking cock. Her son's head was thrown back as he gripped those swinging cheeks of Linda's ass, his cock fucking in and out of her cunt swiftly now. At times Maggie saw her son's balls swinging back and forth. Their grunts increased in loudness as both of them arched and fucked until Maggie wasn't sure who was fucking whom.
"I'm gonna come, Linda!"
The shout startled Maggie. She had been so absorbed in what she was watching that the loud shout caused her to jump.
"Oh, yes, yes!" Linda cried, her naked ass twisting furiously now. "Come, Larry! Ohhh, please, come!"
Maggie saw her son fuck his cock hard and deep into Linda's cunt, holding himself tightly against her shivering ass, then he grunted loudly. Maggie knew her son was squirting come juice into Linda's cunt, and, from the way Linda's naked body shook, it was obvious that she was coming, too.
Maggie wanted to remain there, to watch them, but she was so weak, so intensely excited that she had to draw away and walk back to her own home.
Her legs were like rubber, and she had to walk carefully. Her cunt still throbbed, and she wanted to come so very much.
CHAPTER THREE
Maggie could not get the scene out of her mind.
Nor the image of her son's cock.
The vision burned there, was branded deeply. She felt no shame because of her excitement, but she was somewhat troubled because her very best friend was fucking her son, and she didn't know how long it had been going on. She felt no jealousy, either. She had been friends with Linda for a long time.
When did it start?
Did they fuck every day?
Maggie watched her son that evening, trying to see if there was something different about him, something that drew Linda toward him. He was so young, so vulnerable to a woman like Linda.
Larry looked no different than any other boy of his age. He had a youthful vitality that would certainly appeal to a young romantic girl, but a grown woman?
Maggie looked at her son closely as she sat watching television. He was a very handsome boy and goldenly tanned from his constant days on the beach. The frayed cut-offs with those straggly ends looked good on him, but there was still nothing very special about Larry that Maggie could see.
Except . . .
He was male, and she had seen him fucking, seen his cock, so long and thick and so hard. That made her son special, Maggie knew.
Yes, Larry was special . . . now.
A sudden pulsation went through her cunt, and Maggie realized she had been gazing steadily at the front of his cut-offs, seeing the slight bulge there. In her mind she saw his cock out, standing up so deliciously naked and beautifully hard. A soft moan came from her, and the pulsing heat between her thighs increased. Again, she felt as if she was about to come.
Irritated with herself, with the things in her mind, Maggie got up and left the room. Standing in her bedroom, she looked at her reflection, seeing the pink color on her smooth face. The image of her son's cock fucking her own cunt had been very strong, so strong she had almost come then and there.
Since it was dark, yet too early for bed, Maggie spent a time in the tub, soaking her body and trying to get rid of this anxious sensation she was feeling. Something was about to happen, but she didn't know what it was.
After her bath, she pulled a gown on, then brushed her hair. It was only after she had returned to the living room that she realized her gown was very revealing. She had not pulled her panties on, nor did she wear a bra. The tips of her nipples could be seen almost clearly, and the dark shadow of her cunt hair seemed to be blazing like a neon light. But it was too late-Larry had seen her, his mother.
Trembling, afraid to flee, afraid to remain, Maggie realized even her husband had not seen this much of her during their marriage. She saw the intense interest in her son's eyes and remembered the way he had seen her on the beach, the way she had seen his cock straining inside this trunks.
"I . . . I'm tired," she said inanely.
Later, lying in her bed, she listened to the sound from the television. She was wide awake, still had that sense of apprehension in her. She closed her fists and pressed them tightly against her hips, her body trembling.
Finally she heard her son as he turned off the television and prepared for bed. The sounds her son made seemed more pronounced than ever. She heard sounds she had not heard before, the zipper of his cut-offs being pulled down, the soft whisper when his sheets were pulled, the sigh of his bed when he settled onto it.
"Oh, God!" she sobbed to herself.
Maggie fought against the desire burning through her, but the image of her son's cock was strong, and it would not leave her alone. Before she knew it, she had swung her legs over the edge of the bed and was out the door and moving down the hall.
But even reason failed to stop her.
She stood at the doorway of her son's room, looking in at him. His drapes were pulled wide, and the full moon cast silvery shadows over him. She could see the sea through his window, streaked by moonlight.
"Larry?" she whispered.
"Mom?" he replied.
Maggie sucked in a breath, her body shuddering.
Then she was in his room, at the side of his bed, her arms stretching out for him.
Maggie found herself sitting on her son's bed, and he had his arms about her as tightly as her own arms hugged him. She felt his hot breath on her neck and mindlessly squirmed her face into his, and then she was kissing her son on his mouth, her tongue moving about his lips. She felt her son hold her tightly, listened to his gasping breath, and she moved her hand up and down his back, finding him naked. His flesh was hot and exciting to her. Her cunt was throbbing and her tits were swelling until they were firm, yet springy. Her nipples seemed about to burn holes in her gown.
"Oh, baby!" she breathed, then plunged her tongue into her son's mouth.
Larry began to suck on his mother's tongue immediately, and Maggie clung to him desperately, thrusting her tongue back and forth, her hand moving up and down his back. She felt him sliding one hand between them, and then her son was holding one tit, his fingers moving and squeezing the springy flesh, then twisting lightly at her swollen, tingling nipples.
"Oooo, baby, baby!" Maggie crooned. "Move over!"
Larry scooted, and Maggie lifted the sheet and slid into bed with him. She felt his body against hers, felt the heat of him, felt his stomach quivering when she placed her hand there.
"Mom, do you want to ... " i "Hush," she whispered. "Don't talk, Larry. Don't say anything-not now."
Maggie did something she had never done with her husband. She took the initiative.
Her hand moved along his stomach, and she felt the wiry hairs at the base of his cock. Then she found his prick, hard and throbbing. She touched his cock with the tips of her fingers, and, with a sob, closed her fist about her son's cock and held his prick tightly, feeling his cock shaft pulsate against her fist.
Larry gasped when she grabbed him by his cock, but then he shoved an arm under her head. Maggie rested her cheek on his shoulder, her hand gripping his cock tightly. When she felt her son fondling her tits, she could hardly breathe. The sensations his hand produced in her tits were unlike any she had felt before. The most delicious sensations went through her, and her cunt burned with wild desire.
When her son started to say something again, she shushed him quickly. She did not want any words to pass between them, nothing that might break into what she felt. Slowly her fist moved on her son's cock, and she jacked it slowly, her palm burning with delight. She slipped her hands over the head of his cock, finding it sweetly smooth, the seeping juices exciting her. Again she gripped his cock and began to jack her fist up and down a bit faster. She sighed when he dug into her firm tits. Her leg moved over his thighs.
Maggie slipped her hand to the base of his cock and caressed her son's balls. She found them soft, yet firm in her hand. She cupped his balls and twisted them about in a tender, almost loving manner, listening to her son breathe with excitement. She moved her face on his shoulder and darted her tongue against his miniature nipple. With a sudden moan of intense eagerness, Maggie sucked at her son's small nipple and gripped his cock again, jacking up and down swiftly, mewling with a throaty sound.
She felt her son pulling the top of her gown down, and then her tits were revealed in the soft light of the full moon. When her son lifted and then lowered his face to her tits, she arched her back, thrusting her tits to his hot mouth, keeping a tight grip on his cock at the same time. As Larry sucked her nipples, he began to pull at her gown. Maggie felt his hand on her thigh, causing shivers to move up and down her spine. Then she was trying to shove her gown past her hips. It was caught by her weight. Maggie shifted and felt him shove the garment down.
While she still pumped on his throbbing cock, Maggie felt her son running his hand about her thigh, then he was feeling the hot curves of her ass, finally trying to move between her legs. She sobbed with steaming readiness, her hips jerking when she felt her son's hand slide between her thighs, pressing and rubbing her cunt. She gave a soft yelp as his finger slipped into her wet cunt and began to fuck in and out. As he finger-fucked her, Maggie began to jack hard and fast on his hard cock.
"Mom, I gotta ..."
"Shhh," she hissed, squeezing his prick very hard, spreading her legs, then rolling onto her back. She pulled at her son until he was on top of her, his cock probing for her pussy.
Maggie stretched her legs wide, shoving her hand between them, taking his cock in her fingers. She held the swollen prick head at the puffy lips of her cunt, then lifted her ass. "Oooooo," she sighed as she felt her son's cock sliding into her cunt. "Oohhh!"
She pulled his prick into her pussy slowly, savoring the stretching sensation. She felt the shaft of his prick scrape at her distended clitoris, then his cock was all the way up her cunt. She felt his balls resting upon the cheeks of her ass, and she closed her arms about him, holding him tightly. For a while neither of them moved. Maggie could feel her son's cock pulsating deep in her cunt, his balls against her naked ass. She could feel, too, the way her hairy cunt clung to his prick, squeezing at the base as her pussy throbbed ever so sweetly.
She moved her hands to his ass, cupping the ass cheeks and pulling him tightly against his crotch, trying to swallow him with her boiling cunt.
"Now!" she hissed.
Maggie lifted her hips and, using her hands, pushed and pulled at her son's waist. As Larry began to fuck her, she moved her hands back to his ass and began to scissor her hot, smooth thighs up and down his. Although both were breathing with hot excitement, they said nothing. Maggie's cunt held her son's cock tightly as he fucked back and forth, and her pussy was so sensitive that each throb his cock made was felt by her. She pulled her hips down as he lifted, and pressed them up as he fucked down deeply with his cock. They fucked slowly, without the frantic movements Maggie wanted. Yet she knew her son was fucking her in the way he thought she wanted.
While he fucked his cock into her steaming cunt, Larry shoved his hands behind and down his mother's body until he was holding her ass cheeks. He buried his face into her shoulder and neck, panting as he fucked his cock in and out. Maggie squirmed and twisted, arching up and down to meet every thrust of his hard cock with her hungry cunt. Both mother and son gasped and panted, but both still said nothing. Maggie was burning with the erotic desire, from the ecstasy she felt from having her son's cock fucking her. Her hands moved up and down his back, over his tightening ass, along the backs of his thighs. Finally she lifted her legs and closed them around her son's hips tightly, locking her ankles at his knees.
She began humping up and down, churning her cunt into his fucking cock. Both were gasping hotly as they fucked, and their churning motions increased. Maggie was wiggling and thrashing from her waist down as her son fucked and plunged into her boiling cunt. The spasms struck Maggie, and her orgasm whipped through her body like electricity, causing her cunt to suck and squeeze her son's cock. The throbbing of his prick increased, as did his fucking movements. Maggie knew her son would soon come, and for a moment she almost shoved him off her. But, as she started to push at his hips, Larry grunted and she felt his come juice squirting into her cunt. The splashing of his thick come juice along the satiny walls of her cunt sent Maggie into further convulsions of erotic orgasm. She tightened her thighs about his hips and clawed at his bouncing ass now, not wanting to lose his cock as he came.
She was thrilled with the way her son fucked his cock deeply as he came, with his balls writhing against her ass cheeks. She felt each and every pulsation, every squirt of his come juice as it flooded her overheated cunt. She was grunting as loudly as her son now, her body shaking with the power of her orgasms. They came in a series, each one stronger and more ecstatic than the last. She was sure her son would never stop spurting into her cunt. It seemed to her that he was going to come forever. Not that she minded. She loved it . . . she loved the excitement of having her son's cock gush that creamy come juice into her cunt. She loved it so much, she felt as if her cunt would come forever.
Finished, Maggie held her son in place, refusing to let him pull away. She enjoyed his weight on top of her, the way his chest smashed her tits. His cock was still gripped by her cunt.
Then she let him go.
Larry rolled to her side, sprawling out and breathing hard. Maggie, with her head on a pillow, could see his prick clearly in the moonlight. It glistened, and she thought to herself, that's my cunt juice on his cock, not Linda's.
Maggie twisted until she was on her side, and she cupped her son's wet cock and balls gently, feeling and stroking them. Again she crossed her thigh over his, enjoying the feel of her naked flesh against his. They rested quietly, still without speaking. Maggie didn't know what to say, and her son was waiting for his mother to speak.
Maggie was surprised by her feelings. She felt no guilt or shame about fucking her son. She felt relaxed and very good. Her body still tingled slightly as she pressed against him. She kissed his shoulder and neck, his cheeks and lips. She continued to fondle his cock and balls.
Larry's prick began to swell again in her hand.
She pumped on his prick, finding his cock such a pleasure to fondle, to stroke, to play with. Maggie held her son's balls lovingly in her palm, twisting them about slowly, feeling them writhe. She stroked his thigh with her fingertips, with the sensitive inner surfaces. When she felt her son move his hand to her thighs, she squirmed against him. She felt him trace the outline of her cunt hair, then brush against her clit.
Larry's cock was again very hard in her fist, and she pulled his prick between her thighs, closing her hot flesh around his cock. The way his cock throbbed there, resting against the puffiness of her cunt and inner thighs, created a flurry of desire within Maggie's pussy again.
"Again, baby," she whispered, tugging at his cock. "Do it again, Larry."
As her son rolled on top of her, she spread her thighs as wide as she could, drawing her feet back and arching her cunt to him. As his cock slipped into her hairy cunt for the second time, Maggie hissed with pleasure.
As Larry began to fuck her, she ran her hands up and down his body, sighing softly, grinding her cunt into his cock. The moist sounds of her cunt gripping his prick excited her as much as did feeling his cock fucking her pussy. Maggie managed to shove a hand past his ass between his legs, grasping her son's balls. She clung to his balls as he fucked her, her cunt grinding about in tight circles, alternating with sudden upward thrusts.
"Oooo," she crooned. "Ohhh . . . ahhh!"
Again her son was holding her ass, only this time with one hand. His other hand was digging into one of her springy, firm tits. She didn't know how he was holding himself up, and she didn't care. She wanted that thick cock to keep fucking in and out of her slippery cunt forever, or at least all night long.
It seemed to Maggie that her son's cock went deeper than her ex-husband's cock ever did. His prick seemed to stretch her pussy in a way that was intensely pleasant. She could feel the grooves and ridges of his hard prick with the sensitive lips of her cunt, could even feel the way that swollen head moved along her velvety pussy walls. When Larry began to dig his fingers harshly into the cheek of her ass and into her tit, his movements becoming faster, she increased the motion of her churning cunt to meet them.
Larry was fucking his mother hard and fast.
Maggie sobbed with ecstasy as she raced her cunt up and down his fucking cock. The slaps of his crotch into hers served to increase her excitement. She clung to her son's balls tightly, her other hand now clutching a tight cheek of his ass.
"Do it again, darling!" she hissed. "Ohhh, do it again! Let me feel it . . . inside me-again!"
She gurgled as her son fucked hard into her pussy, his cock almost entering her stomach.
She gave a soft scream as her orgasm bubbled out, making her hair-lined cunt suck at his cock. She felt the spasming lips of her cunt against her finger as she held onto his tightening balls, grinding furiously into him as she came. When her son squirted again into her pussy, Maggie screamed louder, her head thrown back and her neck taut. She pressed as hard as she could against his spewing cock, her orgasm controlling her now.
"Oooooo, yes, yes!"
"Mom! Oh, Mom!"
"Come, baby!" she yelled. "Oh, God, come in me!"
Once again Larry slumped onto his mother, his chest smashing her flawless tits almost flat. She held him tightly against her still-burning body, reluctant to let him go. She held her hot inner thighs about his hips, feeling her son breathe against her naked shoulder, his breath searing her flesh. She could still feel his cock pulsating inside her cunt.
She cupped her son's face with her hands, holding it up and looking into his eyes for just a moment. It was dark in the room, but she saw the sparkle there. Then she pressed her mouth to his again in a long kiss. When Larry's tongue slipped into her mouth, she sucked without hesitation.
Maggie released him. She slid from his bed and stood there, her gown falling to her feet. She tucked her tits back into it, then turned and started from his room. "Why, Mom?"
The softness of her son's voice stopped her. She stood in the doorway, her back to him, and whispered, "I couldn't stop myself, Larry. I wanted to do that with you."
Then she went to her own room.
CHAPTER FOUR
Maggie came awake with the dream still vivid in her mind.
It was of her son looking down on her on the beach, seeing the shape of her cunt through her bikini. His cock was straining at his bathing trunks.
She was not bothered by the dream. She stretched, yawning hugely with her arms above her head. She glanced down at her tits, looking at her nipples that rose up in hardness. She spread her thighs, wiggling her ass into the mattress.
No, the dream did not bother her.
She felt good, very good.
Swinging her legs over the edge of the bed, she noticed that her gown had pulled up during the night. Her legs were long and very smooth, the skin textured like heavy cream. For a moment she looked at them, then gave a quick glance at the thick curls of her cunt. With a sigh, she entered her bathroom and began filling the tub. As water spilled into the tub, Maggie added scented crystals, then a foaming bubble bath.
Her gown fell from her body and she stepped into the tub, sinking down with a sigh of pleasure. Maggie leaned back and let the water swirl over her shapely tits, her legs open to feel the water between them.
It had been lovely last night, she thought. Her son had fucked her wonderfully, then fucked her again. Just as her dream did not bother her, neither did fucking Larry.
Maggie felt so good she wanted to shout her delight to the world. She wanted to stand on the roof of the house and shout to those on the beach about her wonderful time the night before. She had never felt that way with her ex-husband, although he had fucked quite well, bringing her to orgasm most of the time. But her son ... it had been fantastic!
She could almost feel his cock's hardness in her hand again, feel that beautiful cock spreading the lips of her sensitive cunt, going deep, stuffing her sweetly. There was a throbbing feeling between her thighs, and, tracing a finger along the slit of her pussy, she found that her clit was swollen.
After her bath, she dressed in a colorful summer frock and, walking past her son's room, looked in at him. Larry was sleeping peacefully, his cock standing up so nicely. She looked at his prick for a while, thinking how good it would feel to wake him now and slip that beautiful prick into her cunt. But she went and prepared coffee instead.
She was on her second cup when Linda arrived, dressed in her skimpy bikini and ready for the beach again. Maggie appraised her friend with warm eyes, no longer wishing she was more like Linda.
"How about the loan of Larry this afternoon?" Linda asked as she had a cup of coffee with Maggie.
Maggie shook her head.
Linda gave her an odd look. "Why not?"
"I've got things for him to do this afternoon, Linda," Maggie said, a half smile on her face. "Besides, you've been borrowing him too much lately. Surely you don't have that much you need help with."
"You'd be surprised, Maggie," Linda said, still with that odd expression on her face. "I need all the help I can get, lately."
"I know," Maggie said.
Maggie was enjoying the expression on her friend's face, knowing Linda was wondering how much she knew, wondering if she suspected what went on between Linda and Larry. But Maggie did not clarify what she meant.
As they finished the coffee, they heard Larry moving around in his room. Maggie hoped he wouldn't suddenly show up naked, his cock raging hard. After the glorious fucking last night, she wasn't sure what Larry would do.
She was relieved when he came in wearing his robe.
Linda, Maggie noted, glanced right away at the front of his robe, and Larry let his gaze run over Linda's barely covered body, then looked at his mother. Maggie watched as he poured himself coffee, then sat at the table with them.
"I can't borrow you today, honey," Linda said. "Your mother needs you, it seems."
Maggie trembled, shooting a glance at Linda nervously, then at her son. Larry stared at his mother for a moment, then dropped his gaze. Linda looked from one to the other, longer at Maggie.
She knows, Maggie thought, almost in panic. Linda knows Larry fucked me ... it must show somehow.
"Oh, well," Linda sighed, standing up, "I guess I'll see what's interesting on the beach.
Maybe one of those hunks will be available."
Maggie saw her son's face, expressing jealousy. He kept his eyes down, though, and lifted them only when Linda had started for the door. Maggie watched the firm, shapely ass of her friend, as did Larry. The bottom part of Linda's bikini was hiked into the crack of her ass, with half those creamy ass cheeks exposed. Linda's swaying, hip-swinging walk was designed to do one thing-arouse.
"See you later." Then Linda was gone.
"Now that woman is something else," Maggie said. "Shameless. Absolutely shameless."
"Aw, Linda's okay, Mom," Larry said.
Maggie debated about telling her son what she knew, what she had seen the day before. Thinking it wasn't time for that, she stood and turned toward the sink, the skirt of her summer dress swirling about her thighs. She rinsed the cups and placed them in the dishwasher, feeling her son's gaze on her body. Turning, she leaned on the sink. "Well, darling?"
"Well what, Mom?"
"Nothing, I guess," she said, shrugging, causing her tits to jiggle tightly. She had one knee cocked outward and saw her son gazing at it. Then she saw that his cock was out of his robe, standing up in hardness. Her eyes became suddenly glazed with heated desire.
Larry noticed his mother's eyes and started to pull his robe over his cock.
"No!" Maggie said, almost shouting. "Don't, please."
Larry pulled his hand away, sitting with his cock half revealed. Maggie felt a powerfu itch in her palm, wanting to take it in her hand to caress, stroke, feel that sweet hardness.
But it was morning, day time, and much too light.
"I ... I've ... " Maggie failed to finish and turned away, almost running to her room. She felt embarrassed, but not ashamed. She heard her son coming down the hall and fled into her bathroom. She pulled the door almost shut as she heard her son come in. She stood in the darkness of the bathroom, wondering why a window had not been built into it. It was almost dark in there, with a sliver of light from the partially closed door.
Why am I hiding from my son? she questioned herself.
The door opened and her son came in.
"Shut the door," Maggie said, her voice low and husky. "Please, Larry, close the door."
When it was shut, they were in total darkness, unable to see anything. Now Maggie felt better, unafraid and unashamed. She reached for her son, pulling him to her, crushing her resilient tits against his chest as she kissed him deep and hard. She felt her son's hands moving along the cheeks of her ass, then pulling her dress up. When she felt his hands on her panties, she shivered with anticipation, her cunt becoming wet and eager. Maggie moaned into her son's mouth as his hands pressed and squeezed the hard cheeks of her rounded ass. She pressed her cunt tightly against him, grinding slowly upon the hardness of his cock. She pulled his robe apart and grasped his cock, pressing his prick against her upper thighs, feeling the heat.
The image of Linda's mouth wrapped about his cock flared into Maggie's mind. She felt her mouth become watery with desire. Licking her lips, she began to sink down to her knees in front of her son. Her fingers fumbled with the belt of his robe, then she shoved it apart. She felt his cock brush about her neck. Taking his prick in her fingers, she stroked the sweet hardness, smearing the dripping fuck juices about her flesh, enjoying the searing wetness on her neck. Her other hand cupped his balls, twisting them gently as she jacked on his throbbing cock.
"Are you gonna su-"
"Shhhh," she whispered. "Please, don't say anything, darling."
Maggie shoved her face into her son's crotch, feeling the heat of his cock and balls against her cheek. She rubbed the dripping piss hole about her face until she had her face almost coated, even her eyelids. She listened to Larry's heavy breathing and felt his shivering body against her face and in her hands. She was more excited than she had been earlier.
The hard floor on her knees was not at all uncomfortable. Her ass was swaying as the heat built within her cunt and radiated about her smooth slim thighs. She kissed her son's balls, holding them up in her hand, then snaked her tongue out and began to lick them. The taste was delicious against her tongue and lips. Maggie slipped her hands past his hips and cupped the tightness of his ass, pulling his hard cock and balls into her face with a soft sob of ecstasy.
"Mom, what are you-"
"Please, don't talk, Larry," she whispered into the darkness. "I can't explain . . . just don't talk, please, not now."
She wiped her face about his dripping cock and balls, her moist, hot lips kissing, her eager tongue darting to lick and taste. She ran the flat surface of her tongue up the underside of his cock, swirling it about the swollen, very smooth head. Then she lapped the tip at his piss hole, tasting those syrupy juices, loving it.
She pulled her head a few inches away from his cock, holding his prick at the base. She could see his cock in her mind, and again she licked her lips. With a soft moan, Maggie opened her mouth and sucked his cock inside. She heard her son moan as the wet heat of her mouth closed about his prick. She dug her hands into the tightness of his ass cheeks and sucked the full length of his hard, sweet cock into her mouth, sobs of ecstatic delight bubbling from her throat. She held his cock deep inside her mouth, thrilling to the way those wiry hairs tickled her lips, the way his balls brushed at her chin.
With another hot mewl, Maggie began sucking back and forth on her son's cock, her lips tight and wet, her tongue licking. She bobbed her face, holding the cheeks of his ass tightly as she tried to devour that precious hardness. She twisted her lips about, gurgling deep in her throat as her cunt steamed with liquid pleasure.
The feel of Larry's cock between her hungry lips was so good, so fantastic. Maggie's pussy was clenching as her clit became rigid, throbbing as powerfully as his cock was. She pressed her fingers into his ass cheeks, pulling him as she tried to swallow his cock down her throat.
Maggie sucked her son's cock in the darkness of the bathroom, her eyes wide open yet not seeing Larry's prick. She was seeing his cock between Linda's greedy lips, seeing his prick thrusting into Linda's hairy cunt. The images excited her as much as having his cock inside her own mouth. There was a hot, rippling sensation in the pit of her stomach, and her cunt was boiling. Maggie knew she was going to come just by sucking on her son's cock. Already she could feel the orgasms starting, feel her clit burning.
"Mmmmm," she moaned, racing her lips back and forth on Larry's hard cock now, sucking with noisy pleasure, her lips tight. The pulsations of his cock increased, and she thought he was starting to drip more than before. It coated her tongue, filling her mouth until she had to swallow.
Maggie's excitement increased when she felt her son holding her head with both hands, arching his cock to her gobbling mouth, grunting softly. She drew back and held the swollen cock head between her lips, her tongue fluttering about his piss hole, lapping hotly. Then she swallowed his cock again and raced her hungry mouth back and forth. She loved the way his balls slapped at her chin. She dug her fingers tighter yet into the cheeks of his ass, pushing and shoving at him in an effort to make Larry fuck her mouth.
The moans became louder, Maggie's more than her son's.
His cock throbbed harder, hotter.
"Mmmm!" Maggie urged greedily.
The spurt of his thick, creamy come juice almost surprised her. She had been expecting it, yet when he came off in her mouth she was startled. Maggie had sucked the cock of her ex-husband, but he had never actually came off into her mouth. He would spurt once, then Maggie would jerk her mouth away quickly, jacking him to completion.
But the taste of her son's come juice sent her mind into a reeling, erotic ecstasy that could not be denied. She gobbled even more frantically as he came, letting his come juice fill her mouth before she swallowed. The sweetness of his frothy come juice was delicious to her, and she kept fucking her mouth quickly on his cock.
When Larry finished coming, she held the head of his cock between her lips, her tongue moving about his piss hole as she swallowed the sweetness of his balls.
Removing her mouth from his cock, she kissed his prick head, then stood up. Taking his hand, still without speaking, Maggie drew her son's hand up her dress and between her thighs. As Larry rubbed at her pantied cunt, she twisted her ass about, mewling softly.
Pulling from him, Maggie stripped her panties off and pulled her son closer. She rubbed the head of his prick about the thick curls of her cunt, then lifted her ass to the sink in the dark bathroom. Perched there, she spread her legs wide, pulling her son between them. Rubbing his cock up and down the slippery, steaming slit of her cunt, she urged Larry to shove his cock into her.
She gasped with pleasure, feeling her son's cock stretching her sensitive, hairy cunt for the third time. She leaned her back against the mirror of the sink, arching her cunt toward him. She felt her son's hands on her hips, then he was fucking his cock back and forth. She felt his balls beating against the cheeks of her ass and began to whine and wail with pleasure in soft hisses of air. The hair-lined lips of her cunt began to squeeze at her son's cock as a bubbling orgasm built within her body. She bit into her bottom lip to keep from screaming her ecstasy, twisting and churning her cunt into his fucking cock.
Maggie drew her knees up, bracing her heels on the edge of the sink counter. The position was one that she had never assumed with her husband. But it felt very good with Larry. He could fuck hard and fast into her cunt this way, smashing at her puffy cunt lips and swollen clit. The crushing of her sensitive cunt lips sent shivers and tremors through her. Her tits were almost painfully swollen. As he fucked, Larry ran his hands about his mother's thighs and shapely ass, then up to squeeze at her spongy tits.
Her head was twisting about in mindless ecstasy, her ass lifting to meet the swift plunges of his hard cock. Her cunt was gripping Larry's prick with spastic tightness, as though sucking him off as well as fucking him. Larry was clinging to his mother's tits through her dress as he fucked harder and harder into her pussy.
"I gotta come!" Larry yelled.
"Oh, God!"
The spewing of his come juice into her overheated cunt sent Maggie into shaking pleasure, her cunt bubbling with a series of orgasms she had not experienced before. It seemed as if she were coming with every muscle, every nerve. Her stomach clenched and her ass cheeks seemed to draw tight, her asshole flexing as her cunt grabbed and sucked at his cock.
Maggie's cunt seemed to fill until it overflowed with her son's come juice. She could feel the thick wetness seep from her clinging pussy lips, smearing the curves of her shaking ass and inner thighs.
She was too weak to move, and, when Larry pulled his cock free of her cunt, she slumped there, legs dangling, spread wide apart. Although her eyes were closed, she saw a dim light as her son opened the bathroom door and left her there.
Maggie remained sitting on the sink for some time, then slipped down to stand on wobbling legs. The come juice from her son's balls felt sticky on her thighs, and she wanted to leave it there, feel it smearing deliciously all day long.
After cleaning herself, she smoothed the skirt of her dress over her hips and thighs. It was only after she had walked into the living room that she remembered she had not pulled her panties on.
Never had Maggie gone without panties under her clothing. For a moment she felt embarrassed, then a sense of freedom, of being naughty in a delicious way, came over her.
Larry, however, was not there.
She walked to the huge window and looked out over the beach and saw him sitting on the sand next to Linda.
Maggie frowned.
I should be enough for him, she thought. What does it take to satisfy my son, anyway? Is he so horny he wants both Linda and me?
Maggie was surprised to find that such thoughts failed to bother her in the least. She felt no jealousy about Linda or her son . . .
CHAPTER FIVE
Most boys Larry's age would have flaunted his newly found arrangement, but Maggie was pleased to see that her son did not.
She knew that a boy, especially a young vigorous boy, indulged in bragging, talking about his fucking to others. A boy, after first getting his cock into some willing cunt, usually immediately ran off to brag. But not Larry. Maggie was proud of him. Larry gave no indication that he was fucking Linda, nor so much as hinted at fucking his mother when Linda was around.
Although Larry stayed on the beach with Linda most of the morning, Maggie didn't mind in the least. She knew-or thought she knew what they talked about there on the sand. If they did talk about fucking, Maggie wasn't worried.
She had nothing to worry about anyway.
Sucking her son off in the darkness of the bathroom had been an intensely exciting experience for Maggie. Tasting his come juice splashing into her mouth had really been fantastic. The only thing that would have made it better would have been seeing the pleasure on his face as he gushed into her sucking mouth. But that would have required light, and Maggie still could not bring herself to that point. She questioned herself over and over about why she had this quirk of not being seen, but never arrived at an answer.
It was something she would have to get over, and soon. It was troubling her more than ever now that she had fucked her son.
She was in her room when she heard Larry come in. She was just getting ready to change her clothing and do some shopping. As she heard the door, she stepped into her bathroom, turning on the light and pulling the door shut. But she did not pull it tight enough. Unknown to her, the door cracked open a few inches.
As she began to undress, Larry had come into her room and had seen his mother through the crack of the door. She had removed her dress and was standing in bra and panties. Maggie, unaware she was being seen, unhooked her bra and massaged her firm tits, looking in the mirror at them. Larry saw the flawless shape of his mother's tits, the hardening of her nipples. It excited him as she cupped those tits and gently caressed, twisting her nipples. His cock came up hard and strong inside his swim trunks.
Maggie rolled her bikini panties down, her back toward the door. Larry's eyes burned as he gazed at the sweetness of his mother's naked ass, seeing those creamy ass cheeks, the inviting crack between them. As his mother turned again, he gazed in fascination at the thick curls surrounding her very hot, very wet cunt. He grasped his cock and squeezed his prick shaft through his trunks, his mouth open as he panted quietly, his eyes blazing.
Maggie pulled a pair of panty hose from its package, and, with a soft giggle, shoved it between her thighs and began to pull it back and forth, making the nylon rub at her cunt. The sensation was warm and exciting, something she had never done to herself before. Back and forth the panty hose went, and she began to wiggle her naked ass as the heat and friction increased. She was gazing at her reflection, watching the nylon as it moved back and forth against her cunt lips. She felt a mild but pleasant orgasm ripple through her pussy. She trembled slightly, the cheeks of her ass clenching. Then she pulled the panty hose onto her legs and up, wiggling her ass delightfully.
With her panty hose on, she turned . . . and saw her son gazing at her, holding his cock.
"Oh!" she yelped, her face turning red with embarrassment. She closed the door tightly, yelling at her son. "Go away, Larry! Ohh, you saw! Go away, please! I have to dress."
She waited a moment, then peeked.
He was gone.
Almost fearfully, Maggie ran from the bathroom in her panty hose and into her walk-in closet. She selected a breezy dress quickly and pulled it over her head.
Maggie found her son in the living room, a half-eaten sandwich in his hand. She knew her face was flushed but could do nothing about it. She looked at her son, then at the front of his trunks. His cock was still hard, and for a moment she almost went to him.
"I'm going to be out for a while, honey," she said, her voice a bit shaky, knowing he had been watching her with those panty hose. "I'll be back soon. Will you be here?"
"I don't have anyplace to go."
"What about Linda's?"
"I'll be here, Mom."
As she shopped, Maggie's mind worked hard, trying to get over the feeling of embarrassment. If she didn't, it would trouble her all day and maybe into the night. On her way home, she came to a difficult decision. The only way to get over this silly fear of being seen naked was to be naked, she thought.
All day she fought with herself, trying to keep her nerve up. She watched her son, and he watched her. Maggie knew he was waiting for her to give a signal of some kind, to let him know that she wanted to fuck. And she would have, if it were dark.
Finally it was.
Both knew they would fuck, and neither said anything about it as they entered Maggie's room. Maggie left the room dark, still fighting herself. As her son undressed and climbed into the bed, Maggie, as usual, undressed in the bathroom and, wearing a gown, climbed into bed next to Larry.
They held each other tightly, kissing and feeling each other in the darkness. Maggie enjoyed the touch of her son's hands on tits and ass, her thighs and bubbling cunt. Larry's hands were gentle and soft, and he seemed to know the right places to touch. Some of Linda's teachings, she felt.
Larry pressed his mother to her back, pulling her gown from her tits. Maggie sighed with delight when he started licking and sucking, and she mewled when he pulled one hard nipple into his mouth with a strong suction. She held the back of his head with one hand, her other hand clinging to his throbbing cock. She stroked his prick with a tight fist, wiggling her ass about when her son stroked along her side, over her hip and down her thigh. As Larry drew her gown up, she parted her legs for him.
"Let me take your gown off, Mom," he whispered.
"I ... as long as there's no light on," she replied.
Larry removed the gown. Maggie lifted her arms for him as it came from her head. She lay naked under the sheets next to her son, feeling the heat of his body. Again Larry began sucking on her tits, sliding his hand up and down her quivering stomach and through the thick curls of her cunt hair. He stroked the puffy lips of her pussy, then gently squeezed her inflamed clit, causing Maggie to whimper with pleasure.
"What are you doing?" she asked, feeling his lips slide from her tits and downward.
Just as she had done with him, he shushed her. Maggie trembled as her son's wet, burning lips kissed at her stomach, his hands sliding along the sensitive inner thighs and tits all the time. She felt her son's tongue dip into her belly button, and her ass rolled about when he cupped her cunt.
She felt the tip of his wet tongue move along the hairline of her cunt, and a shiver went through her. Then his hot breath seemed to sear the puffy lips of her cunt as his mouth went past to her thigh.
Larry licked at the creamy flesh of hi mother's inner thigh. Maggie's flesh shivered with delight. Her ex-husband had never done this to her. She parted her legs as her son moved between them, resting on his stomach, his face close to her pussy, beneath the sheet.
Maggie whimpered and lifted her crotch to her son's face, and she gasped in delight when his lips pressed against the puffiness of her cunt, kissing her pussy with heated desire. She felt his tongue dart out of his mouth, swirling about her distended clit. Maggie's hands grabbed the back of Larry's head through the sheet and pulled his face tightly into her cunt. She lifted her ass higher and began to grind her pussy into her son's face. His tongue slithered into her cunt, stabbing deeply. Maggie whimpered loudly and began to buck and twist into his face as he tongue-fucked her.
She was sure his tongue was as thick and long as his cock. It seemed to penetrate deeply, his lips sucking at the wet, hairy cunt. His hands grasped his mother's twisting hips as he licked and fucked his tongue in and out of her boiling pussy. Maggie arched her head backwards, eyes closed, the ecstasy like flames in and about her cunt. Already she felt the rumblings of a fantastic orgasm swelling about inside her stomach. Up and down her crotch went, smearing the cunt juices into her son's face, with Maggie yelping with intense pleasure. His tongue lapped at the sensitive lips of her hairy cunt, then swirled up and around her burning clitoris, and finally back into her clutching pussy. The first orgasm was mild, but exquisite.
The second orgasm was strong.
"Oh, God!" Maggie wailed when she came. Her cunt convulsed about her son's plunging tongue tightly, sucking on it. She banged her cunt into her son's face with a fury of motion, side to side, up and down, gyrating in wild ecstasy. She clung to his head, holding his mouth tight against her spasming cunt, listening to his harsh breathing as he licked and tongue-fucked her with a steaming frenzy.
She felt his tongue now licking up and down the quivering lips of her cunt, twisting about her nervy clitoris, making Maggie come time and again. She arched her cunt high into the air, closing her hot thighs about his face, capturing her son there. She felt Larry gripping the cheeks of her tight ass, his fingers digging into her skin, his tongue seemingly everyplace on her bubbling pussy. Maggie was gasping and groaning, mewling and whining. She had never come so hard, so much, or so many times in her life.
And still Larry continued to lick and suck at her cunt, taking turns on her clit and then the puffy, slippery hairy cunt lips.
"Oh, baby," she groaned, struggling to push his face out of her cunt now. "No more, please! Oh, Larry, I can't take any more! Please, darling, stop!"
She felt him pull away, but he kissed her trembling cunt one last time, making his mother squeal.
Larry scooted up beside his mother, and Maggie cupped his cunt-wet face in her hands, kissing him in a flurry of passion.
"That's never happened to me before," she whispered. "Never so much, that many times."
"I'm glad, Mom," he replied, pressing tightly against her naked body. His cock was hard, throbbing against her hip.
Maggie reached for his prick, squeezing his cock hard.
"Ohh, Larry!" she moaned, her fist jacking on the hardness of her son's prick. "Oh, I love you so much, baby! So very much!"
"I wanna look at you, Mom," he said against her neck, one hand moving about a tit. "I wanna see what you look like, naked."
A shudder went through Maggie.
Her determination to fight her silly fear was weakening now that it had been put into words.
"I'm not . . . give me some time, darling," she pleaded. "Just a little more time, please."
Larry remained silent, caressing her tits while she stroked his cock. Maggie ran her thumb over the swollen prick head and felt him dripping from his piss hole. She ran her thumb through the sticky juices, enjoying the feel.
She wanted to so much to let her son look at her, see her naked body, yet she held back. She knew Larry wanted to look at what he had shoved his cock and tongue into, and she wanted him to look upon her cunt just as much.
"Do it now, Larry," she whispered.
Larry moved on top of his mother, his cock grazing her thigh, leaving a moist trail on her hot flesh. Maggie held her son's hips as he moved the head of his cock toward her cunt, then she sighed when he slipped his cock into her pussy. She moved her hands over his naked ass cheeks, caressing them as he began fucking her slowly, but with obvious pleasure.
Maggie lifted her crotch to meet her son's cock, making soft gurgling sounds in her throat. As Larry shoved his hands down and clasped her twisting ass, she pursed her lips and kissed him, their hips moving and pumping like well-tuned machinery.
"Feel good, baby?" she ventured softly, speaking more than she ever had before. "Does that feel good to you?"
"It's great, Mom!" Larry gasped, his cock being squeezed by the wet heat of her cunt. "Your pussy is really hot and wet!"
"Ooooo," Maggie mewled softly. "Do it harder, honey!"
She slammed her crotch up to him, the hairy cunt lips riding up onto, his cock until his balls smacked her ass. She held her cunt tightly against him, grinding as her pussy nibbled like a hot, hungry mouth. The feeling of her son's cock deep inside her cunt caused her mind to reel, and Maggie knew she had to do it.
"Fuck me!" she yelled.
Maggie startled herself by saying the words. She felt her face grow hot in the darkness.
"Ohhh, God!" she moaned.
"I gonna fuck you good, Mom," Larry replied, fucking his cock in and out faster and deeper. "I'm gonna fuck your cunt until you come again, Mom!"
"Oh, yes, yes!" she wailed, thrashing her hips up and down greedily, biting his shoulder as she clawed at his tight ass cheeks. "Fuck me . . . fuck me!"
The words came so easily, she was surprised that she had been unable to say them before.
"Fuck me!" Maggie said over and over. "Fuck me . . . fuck me, Larry! Fuck mother, baby! Oh, God, fuck mother's hot cunt fast! Fuck mother's wet pussy hard! Fuck . . . fuck . . . fuck me!"
Larry fucked into his mother's cunt harshly, the throbbing cock shaft stretching her cunt like a rubber band, driving deep. Maggie could even feel the swollen head of Larry's cock with the sensitive lips of her pussy, could feel the way it throbbed inside her. She was aware of her cunt sucking and gripping his prick, but she had no control over it.
His chest was smashing her shapely tits again, a feeling Maggie loved. As their hips thrashed up and down, banging hard in a frenzy of ecstasy, hands digging into ass cheeks, Maggie found her son's mouth against hers, and she was sucking at his tongue wildly, whimpering as the orgasms steamed through her pussy once more.
Both were snorting and grunting, fighting with their hips, with a hard cock and a wet hot cunt. Maggie was almost out of her mind with desire, with passion, with pure intense lust. The sensations brought by her son's cock were fantastic, feeling unlike those felt with her ex-husband. Somehow, Maggie was thrilled by her son's young cock more than she ever had been by her ex-husband's.
"Oh, baby, fuck that cunt!" Maggie heard herself saying, and she was delighted to find she felt no embarrassment at all. "Fuck it good, Larry! Ahhh, fuck mother's hot cunt good! Ooooo, shove that cock up my fucking cunt, darling!"
The words inflamed Maggie's mind even more, and she tossed and churned her burning cunt up and down furiously, feeling his balls bang the cheeks of her ass. The way her son was squeezing her naked ass increased the ecstasy, and she dug her own fingers harder yet into his ass, pulling his cock as deep as she could into her pussy.
As she began to come, Maggie shot her cunt high into the air, almost dislodging her son. But he held onto her, his hands digging into his mother's twisting ass. The orgasms that came were very intense to Maggie. Her back was bowed and her hips were off the bed, her weight on her shoulders and feet only.
"Oooo, come . . . coming!" she groaned, her body shaking with the burning, consuming ecstasy. "Coming so ... so good!"
Maggie, caught by the fierceness of her own ecstasy, knew nothing when her son came, his come juice spurting into her cunt like a molten liquid.
Her ass slumped to the bed.
She sprawled beneath her son, breathing in sharp gasps, her arms flung outward and her legs spread wide. The weight of her son felt so good to her, so comfortable and warm. He rested on top of her naked body, his cock still gripped by her twitching cunt.
When Larry moved from her, Maggie sighed, turning onto her side to face him. She saw nothing in the darkness, but the heat of his body against hers was heavenly. She felt the wetness of his cock against the curls of her cunt as she pressed there, kissing her son tenderly.
They rested for a moment, then Maggie slipped out of bed and went into the bathroom, being very careful to close the door before turning on the light. She looked at herself in the mirror, whispering softly, "Fuck . . . cunt . . . cock . . . fuck ..." The words were delicious. She hugged herself with excitement. It was a breakthrough for her, she knew. Before, she would only think of the words, but, now that she had said them, and to her son, they gave her a delightfully warm feeling.
Even her beautiful face looked radiant.
Finishing in the bathroom, she turned off the light and slipped back under the sheets next to her son. She cuddled against him, holding him lovingly.
When Larry began feeling about her body again, Maggie was not surprised to find herself becoming aroused all over again. Her cunt began to pulsate and her tits swelled, and she was becoming eager to fuck just as if she had not experienced those fantastic orgasms.
She searched for his cock. His prick was hard again. She giggled in a naughty way. "Oh, look at this! You're getting so hard and so fast again, darling."
"I know," Larry laughed.
"Do you always get a hard-on so quickly after . . . after ..." Maggie took a deep breath. "After fucking?"
The word rolled from her tongue sweetly.
When Larry replied, she did not hear him. Her mind was reeling with this new feeling, this lack of shyness. She tugged on her son's cock, sliding her hands down to grasp his precious balls, twisting and squeezing them. Then she rolled over on top of her son, kissing him in a wild, happy manner.
Squirming against him, her bushy cunt grinding onto his cock, she laughed. The sound came out wicked and deliciously erotic. She kissed him again, playfully thrusting her tongue into his receptive mouth.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," she whispered into her son's mouth, "I want to fuck, and fuck, and fuck forever!"
Larry was holding his mother's ass, arching his cock into her hairy cunt, laughing with her.
"When do I get to see that cunt, Mom?" he asked.
Maggie almost froze, her breath catching in her throat. It was fun, deliciously so, to say fuck to him. What would it be like, her body exposed completely to his eyes, letting her son gaze at her tits, her cunt?
A warm flush crept over her face, and she twisted from him, resting there with her arms and legs spread, staring into the darkness, thinking, trying to bring her determination on strong again. Her body shook against Larry's, and he closed a hand over one shapely, upstanding tit.
In a soft, quivering whisper, Maggie said, "Turn on the light, Larry."
Her heart thumped as she felt her son moving on the bed, reaching for the lamp on the nightstand. The room blazed with sudden, glaring light.
Maggie was covered by the sheet, her tits covered by it, as were her hips and thighs, with a small lump where the hair of her cunt mounded up.
Maggie looked into her son's eyes, then nodded her head in a quick jerk. "Okay, Larry," she whispered softly, closing her eyes.
She felt him pulling the sheet down . . .
CHAPTER SIX
Maggie covered her eyes with an arm.
Larry had pulled the sheet past her tits, and she could feel his eyes staring at them. She thought she could feel the heat of his gaze, and her nipples became hard. There was a flush of embarrassment on her face, and she couldn't look into his eyes, had to keep her face covered.
The sheet was pulled lower yet, and she felt it move past her stomach. Goose bumps lifted and moved about her flesh. As the sheet snaked past her cunt hair, Maggie closed her thighs. It seemed as if the heat of her embarrassment reached all the way from her head to her toes.
Finally she was exposed to her son.
The sheet was at her feet, and she lay there trembling as Larry looked at her naked body. The quivers of her flesh moved about her, and she had no way of stopping the ripples of embarrassment. She did not feel any shame, only embarrassment. She peeked from under her arm and saw her son's eyes blazing with delighted interest as he looked from her tits to her hips, at her long, creamy, slender thighs. Then his gaze seemed to rivet upon the bush of her cunt hair. A quick glance down and she saw his cock standing tall and beautifully hard from his groin.
Seeing his hard cock excited her, and she slipped her hand down and closed her fingers about his prick. As he looked at her naked body, Maggie squeezed her son's cock, flexing her fingers around his prick shaft. She felt his prick throbbing and again was amazed at his ability to achieve a hard-on so quickly after coming.
Larry began to caress up and down her thigh, running his fingers through the silky hair of her cunt. The feel of his hand there caused her to arch upwards slightly, a tight twist to her ass. Then Larry pulled at her thigh, trying to part her legs. Maggie was holding her breath, still feeling the heat of embarrassment on her face as Larry parted her legs. Her breath came out in a hiss when he pulled upwards on the thick mat of pussy hair, creating a tingling sensation about her cunt. She felt him stroke a finger over her clit, and suddenly it began to pulsate, too.
Maggie's fist moved up and down her son's cock, jacking his prick slowly as her naked, exposed, vulnerable body shook. There was a mixture of embarrassment and excitement inside her, the excitement winning out. It was good to be looked at while naked. It was good to have her son see her body, to feel and explore her naked flesh.
Slowly she pulled her arm away from her eyes. The heat was still on her face, and she had trouble raising her eyes to her son's face, but she wasn't hiding anymore. She lay there in full nakedness, everything exposed to her son's hot eyes, and ... it felt good!
Maggie's legs were parted and her cunt was revealed, and Larry for the first time looked upon his mother's pussy. He could see the pink cunt lips, slightly puffy, with the dark hair along each side, then disappearing into the cheeks of her ass. He could see the tip of her distended clit poking from the moist folds of her cunt, and he began to stroke a fingertip up and down the lips, over her sensitive clit. Feeling his hand there, Maggie gripped Larry's cock harder yet, sliding her fist up and down, now watching the fuck juices bead there on his piss hole.
"You're beautiful, Mom," she heard her son say in a low whisper. "You're more beautiful than Lin--"
"Than Linda?" she supplied.
Larry nodded.
"I knew you were looking at me in the beach the other day," Maggie said in a small voice. She told him of feeling his gaze on her, of seeing his cock straining against his trunks, and how she had felt and what she wanted to do at that time.
Larry laughed. "Now you can, Mom."
Maggie squeezed his cock hard. "Yes, now I can."
Being naked before her son created a more intense erotic feeling within Maggie's body, and she realized, now, that she had no reason for her previous feelings about being naked before him, or anyone else. It felt good to be fully naked, her tits lifting in desire, her nipples tingling in hardness, her cunt revealed, moist and pulsating gently. Shivers ran up and down her flesh once more, and they felt good, very good. She widened her legs of her own accord, spreading them as far apart as she could. Then she lifted her ass, crotch open and in offering to her son.
She allowed her son to poke and prod and look for a while longer.
"I want to suck you, honey," she murmured with a throaty sound, her eyes glistening with desire. "I want to suck your cock again, darling."
Maggie had been prepared to turn her head to one side for his cock, but Larry swung his knees over her with his head facing her feet. Maggie found her face almost in her son's ass. His balls brushed along her nose and eyes, and, as he leaned over, his cock was arching toward her mouth. With her eyes wide, seeing those precious balls dangling above her face, Maggie felt the most intense pleasure. She had never seen balls over her face before, and she gazed in excitement as the tip of her son's dripping cock brushed about her lips.
Opening her mouth, she pulled the swollen head of his cock between her lips, then slipped her hands up his thighs and to his ass cheeks. When she clutched her son by his naked ass, the head of his cock in her mouth, Larry leaned over and traced a wet, hot pattern about her thighs with his tongue.
With a muffled squeal, she arched her hips up and smeared her wet cunt into her son's face. She heard him give a low laugh, then he plunged his cock into her mouth all the way. It was unexpected, and Maggie choked momentarily. She felt her son's balls on her nose and she peered at the pucker of his asshole, her lips stretched, her mouth full of hard, throbbing, sweet cock. As Larry dipped his tongue, into her pussy, Maggie mewled around his prick and began to suck vigorously, grinding her cunt into Larry's face.
She felt his tongue fuck deeply into her pussy, then it was out and twisting and licking at her inflamed clit.
Maggie clawed at his ass cheeks, pulling them wide apart when she felt her son's hands on her ass, lifting her crotch tighter against his sucking mouth. She loved the way her son's asshole winked at her, flexing and puckering tightly. His asshole was very close to her eyes, but she could see it clearly, in focus.
When her son began to thrust up and down, fucking his cock back and forth into her hot, wet mouth, Maggie started banging her cunt into his face, trying to fuck his tongue with her pussy. From the waist down, Larry moved, fucking his mother in her hot, greedy mouth, his balls slapping at her nose and eyes. Maggie's senses reeled with the erotic pleasure of seeing and sucking and being seen and sucked. The visual delight was better than she had expected it would be.
Devouring his cock as he fucked up and down, fucking her mouth the way he did her cunt, caused Maggie to tremble with the intensity of her boiling desire. Her cunt was very wet, the puffy lips gripping his tongue as it fucked in and out. As her son lifted her hips higher, she felt him spread the cheeks of her ass, then she grunted in surprise.
Larry's tongue had scraped over her tight asshole.
For a moment Maggie froze, her son's cock half inside her mouth. But then, as Larry lapped about the sensitive pucker of her asshole, she began to suck with a frenzy on his cock. Having her asshole licked excited her, and she had not realized how sensitive her asshole was. She felt her son's lips drawing, sucking, as if he was trying to pull the ring of her asshole into his mouth. She gobbled hotly on his fucking cock, mewling softly as she arched her cunt higher, pulling her legs up and backwards. She was bent almost double as she tried to squirm her asshole into her son's face. Somehow his cock came free of her clinging mouth and, before she even thought of it, Maggie raced her tongue past his balls and darted her tongue quickly against the tight heat of Larry's asshole.
Tonguing her son's asshole, she twisted her own ass tighter into his face, gurgling softly in ecstasy. His cock throbbed on her neck, the swollen, dripping prick head probing one of her spongy tits. She could feel Larry's balls on her chin as she worked her tongue past the tight ring of his asshole, and found herself frantically tongue-fucking her son up the ass.
Larry had pulled on his mother's ass, bringing her hips high into the air, his own lips and tongue sucking at her asshole, too. He was almost squatting in Maggie's face, and she managed to grip his hard cock and jack furiously on his prick as she fucked her tongue in and out of his asshole. She could feel her son's face between the hot cheeks of her own ass, and his tongue found a way in. Despite the tightness of her asshole, Larry was fucking his tongue in and out as swiftly as she was doing in his asshole. If Larry had not been holding her ass in the air, she could not have been able to hold her awkward position.
The way her son's asshole tightened about her fucking tongue felt good to Maggie, her cunt was pulsating very hotly, the hairy lips twitching against her son's chin. His tongue was fucking in and out of her asshole like a wet and eager cock.
Larry lifted his face from his mother's ass long enough to grunt, "We're sucking assholes, Mom!" Then his tongue was deep into her ass again.
The words ran through her inflamed mind. "Sucking assholes . . . sucking assholes . . . sucking assholes ..." They intensified her bubbling desire, and she plunged her tongue as deep as she could into her son's ass.
The orgasms steaming around inside her doubled-up body were like hot flames licking at her nerves. Her cunt was pulsating in a frenzy against her son's chin. The flexing of her asshole grew more pronounced as he fucked his tongue in and out. Maggie was racing her own tongue into her son's asshole with a fury that would have surprised her earlier.
"Mmmmmm!" she growled as her orgasm struck.
Larry, feeling the pulsations of his mother's slippery cunt against his chin and the way her asshole seemed to suck on his fucking tongue, began to squirm his own ass into his mother's face, his cock throbbing along her neck and firm tit.
Maggie, caught in the clutches of a powerful orgasm, was still very much aware of her son's cock increasing in size against her neck. She raced her tongue in and out of his clinging asshole, jerking wildly now on his hard prick. She was mewling with ecstasy as she tongue-fucked her son up his hot ass.
The hot gush of his come juice splashing over her tit intensified her orgasm, which suddenly became a series of nerve-shattering spasms. Her fist jerked hard and deliciously on his spurting cock, the slippery come juice coating her tit, running along her neck. She darted her tongue about his flexing asshole, licking it hungrily as she gurgled with boiling pleasure.
As he came off, Larry began to lick along the insides of Maggie's ass cheeks, skirting her puckering asshole. The heat of his tongue, the wetness, sent Maggie into stronger convulsions of ecstasy. Her hot inner thighs squeezed at his neck as she waved her feet in the air.
"Oh, God!" she wailed when Larry lowered her ass to the bed. "Oh, God . . . that was . . . that was great, darling!"
Larry, panting, sat beside his sprawled mother. His come juice sparkled wetly in the light, her tit almost completely coated by it. A pool was on the sheet near her neck where it had ran along her creamy skin.
"I came all over your tit and neck, Mom," he said in a tired voice. "You're a mess."
"Ooo, I know," she replied happily. "And I think I'll sleep in this precious come juice. I love the way it feels on me." Then she looked at her son. "Where in the world did you learn to do that, Larry?"
"Do what, Mom?"
"Lick . . . you know."
He laughed, half giggling. "Lick assholes? Is that what you mean, Mom? Where did I learn to tongue-fuck an asshole?"
Maggie nodded. "What was it you said earlier . . . suck assholes? Yes, where did you learn that?"
"Aw, forget it, Mom," he said, sprawling next to her. "It's not important, is it?"
"No, I guess not," Maggie said, but she knew very well Linda had probably been his teacher.
Linda probably taught Larry everything, she thought, snuggling with her son. She felt no jealousy about it, though. If Linda had taught Larry all these delicious things, so much the better for her, she felt. Maggie knew she would never have had the nerve to initiate such things with her son.
Sleepily, she turned her back to Larry, scooted her naked ass into his cock and balls, her and him fitting neatly there like two spoons. Feeling the heat of her son's cock and balls against her ass, she began to drift into sleep.
Sometime later she woke up to the feel of Larry's cock pushing between her thighs from behind. She smiled to herself, realizing the light was still on. She knew he was looking down at her curvy ass cheeks, but she found no embarrassment now. She felt his cock throbbing between her thighs, the wiry hairs at the base tickling her ass, his balls resting on the back of one thigh. She squirmed her ass into him, lifting her leg slightly.
"Mmmm, put it in there, darling," she murmured, still half asleep. "Put your sweet cock up my cunt, Larry."
Larry moved an arm around his mother and held one springy tit as she reached between her thighs to guide his cock to her cunt. The swollen prick head slipped into her pussy and she drew her knees up higher, arching into him.
"You're so wet and tight, Mom," she heard her son say against her back. "You have a hot cunt, did you know that, Mom? I sure love to fuck you." "Do you love to fuck me better than
Linda?"
She felt her son go stiff, then realized what she had said. She had not intended on telling him she knew, but now it had come out.
Maggie moved her hand behind and grabbed at her son's ass to prevent him from pulling his cock from her pussy if that was what he had in mind. "Don't worry, baby," she said quickly. "I don't care about Linda. Fuck her all you want, but keep some for me, too."
"You knew all the time?"
"Most of it," she said. "But don't talk about Linda now-just fuck me."
Larry clung to his mother's tight tit, his fingers digging into the creamy flesh as his hips moved. His cock fucked back and forth, and Maggie's cunt squeezed his prick with delight. She moved her hand between her thighs and felt his cock fucking back and forth. She worked her finger into her cunt with his cock, making her son giggle. Next she clasped his balls and held them as he fucked her, both of them moaning in ecstasy.
Larry was not fucking her frantically now, but slowly, taking his time. The feel of his throbbing cock inside her cunt was fantastic to Maggie. She enjoyed the slowness of his prick, thrilled to the way his cock spread and stuffed her cunt. Once, she moved slightly and pulled his cock from her pussy and pressed his prick shaft against her distended clit, then shoved it back into her bubbling pussy.
"Mmmm, this is good, darling," she whimpered, grinding her ass back into him. "I love it when you fuck me slowly this way. I can feel every inch of your cock with my pussy. I love it, love it!"
She covered his hand, which was on her tit, pressing it down hard, feeling her nipple burn into his palm. Her eyes were closed, and the image behind them was of her watching his cock fucking her hairy cunt. She tried to visualize it as if she were standing there, looking down upon them, watching her son's cock fuck back and forth.
It was exciting.
Very exciting.
Then, with his cock moving in and out of her gripping twat, she saw in her mind the way he had fucked Linda. That had excited her greatly, seeing his cock inside Linda's bushy pussy, her creamy, round ass in the air, twisting about in a frenzy of erotic ecstasy.
The image of her son fucking her best friend burned in her mind, and her ass began to move faster. Larry now clung to her tit with one hand, to her squirming hip with another, his cock picking up speed. The friction his prick created between the moist lips of her cunt sent ripples of ecstasy through her, and the image of Linda with her beautiful ass in the air and Larry's cock fucking wildly seemed to be frozen in her mind.
"Oooo, fuck me, Larry!" she gurgled, arching into his cock. "Fuck mother! Fuck mother! Baby, oh, baby . . . I'm so hot for your cock! You're so fucking hard inside my pussy, Larry, so very hard! Ahhh, darling, fuck me! My cunt is going to eat that sweet, precious cock off!"
Already the spasms of her orgasm were boiling, and her cunt was sucking hard on his prick.
"I'm about to come, Larry!" she wailed. "Ohhh, give it to me! Ahhh, ram that cock up mother's hot, hairy, wet cunt! I'm going to come ... I am coming!"
The convulsions of her cunt gripped her son's cock very tightly, squeezing and sucking. She felt Larry fuck his prick hard and deep into her flexing pussy, holding himself tightly against her creamy ass cheeks. She twisted at his balls, then heard him grunt and at the same time felt his balls draw up very tightly in her hand. The spasms of his cock sent thick spurts of come juice into her starving cunt, sending Maggie into further ecstasy, her cunt coming strong, with wave after wave of pleasure.
Larry's finger dug into her tit harshly, but she didn't care if he bruised the tender flesh, as long as his cock spurted that sweet come juice into her bubbling cunt.
Finished, Larry continued to hold his mother tightly, his cock still up her pussy. She relaxed a bit, still dreamy with half-sleep. She shook her naked ass against him, pressing against his groin. Cupping the hand that still covered her naked tits, she began to doze off once more.
As Maggie began drifting into sleep, the image of her son fucking Linda remained, that smooth, lovely ass of the woman high in the air, wiggling about as she called out to Larry to fuck her.
Dreamily, Maggie wondered what it would be like to watch her son fuck Linda up close. She wondered what it would be like to be able to caress her son as he fucked his cock into Linda's hairy cunt, to fondle his balls and lean over to see his cock stretching Linda's cunt.
CHAPTER SEVEN
The sun was hot on her.
Maggie rested on her huge beach towel, her chin propped on her arms, watching Linda walking toward her. Maggie watched with interest the way Linda's rounded tits jiggled in that tight way, watched the side to side swing of her hips. Linda had a walk that thrust her crotch forward, and Maggie wasn't sure if the walk was by design or came natural.
As Linda came closer, Maggie saw a few dark curls of cunt hair sticking from the crotch of Linda's bikini. The front of the bikini bulged, and Maggie found it exciting to look at it. Again she envisioned Linda on her hands and knees, her ass in the air, waving about lewdly as her son fucked that puffy cunt. Her own cunt flexed inside the tightness of her bikini as Linda spread out a towel next to her.
Maggie watched with interest the way Linda's tight ass spread as she squatted to straighten the towel. The bikini bottom molded and outlined the ass cheeks perfectly, and even the split between her ass cheeks was obvious.
"I think you're about medium rare," Linda said as she sat on her blanket. "Those legs are almost done, Maggie." Maggie's breath caught in her throat as Linda moved the tips of her finger along the back of her thigh, the touch like a feather. "Yep, about done, I'd say."
"Why don't you rub oil on me?" Maggie heard herself say before she could stop.
"Oil? You want to boil that delicious skin in oil?" Linda asked. "Here, use this. It's a sun screen and will help stop that red color you're getting."
Wondering why she had asked her friend to rub oil on her, Maggie shivered. She felt a cool wetness on her back and then Linda was rubbing her flesh. Linda's hands felt different on her than those of her son. They were more gentle, softer, yet there was a demanding pressure, too. There was an erotic feel to them, a different sort of feel, but erotic just the same.
Maggie rested her head on her arms, accepting the caressing softness of Linda's hands. Even when Linda moved the sun screen lotion downward, tracing the band of her bikini, Maggie said nothing. The only sound she made was a soft gasp when Linda, either deliberately or accidentally, moved her hand across one cheek of her ass to her thigh. The feel of Linda's hands on her thighs was good, and Maggie wasn't at all surprised to find her cunt becoming hot and wet, though she was hoping her bikini crotch would not give her away.
While she rubbed the liquid into Maggie's thighs, Linda asked, "How long have we known each other, Maggie?"
"Mmmm, a couple of years, I guess."
"More like ten, I'd say," Linda replied, her hands becoming more teasing than caressing. "It's funny to know a person so long and still not know them, not really."
"What do you mean, Linda?"
Linda didn't reply immediately. Maggie felt Linda's hands moving along the inside of her thigh, and those fingers were getting dangerously close to her pulsating cunt. A sudden clenching of her bikinied ass cheeks could not be prevented by Maggie.
A soft mewl came from Linda, who had been gazing at the thrust of that rounded ass. Linda slipped her fingers higher yet. Maggie wanted to move, to turn over, to do anything to stop those fingers. But they felt so good on her flesh ... so good.
"Are you trying to seduce me, Linda?" Maggie murmured against her arms.
"Mmmm, could be," she heard Linda say in a thick voice. "Just could be."
"Oooo!" Maggie gasped.
Linda had traced her finger lightly along the crotch of Maggie's bikini. Maggie felt the light pressure of the finger on the lips of her covered cunt.
Then the hand was gone.
With a husky laugh, Linda began to smear more screening lotion about her back.
"You should be ashamed of yourself, Linda," Maggie said, but there was no force in her words.
"Why? Because I grabbed a quick feel? Hell, Maggie, when I see something as delicious as you, I've just got to check it out."
"But I'm a woman, Linda."
"I know," Linda said, her voice throaty. "I know that very well. I've always had this desire ..."
Maggie waited for Linda to finish the sentence, but Larry came running up. "Hey, you making passes at my mom," Maggie heard her son saying, laughing a little.
"Maybe I am and maybe I'm not," Linda giggled, slapping Maggie's ass playfully. "Turn over and let's do the front, Maggie."
Feeling as if she were dreaming, Maggie turned over and rested on her stomach. For a moment she kept her eyes covered with an arm, then she removed it. Larry was kneeling in the sand on one side of her and Linda sitting on the other.
"Let me help you, Linda," Larry said.
Maggie wanted to protest, but the words wouldn't come. She felt her son and Linda both smearing the screening liquid about her body, and, when they moved their hands over her stomach, she closed her eyes. The sensations flooding her were delicious, and she didn't want them to stop.
Both her son and Linda were now working on her thighs. A ripple shot through her as she felt Larry's hands moving along the inside surface of her thighs, and felt Linda's hands caressing the sensitive flesh of the other leg. Maggie's cunt was pulsating, and she could do nothing about it. She could feel her clit swelling inside the tightness of her bikini and hoped her cunt was not outlined to their eyes.
But it was.
Both Larry and Linda were looking at the puffy outline of Maggie's cunt, and Maggie could hear their breathing grow more ragged. And as they panted in a ragged manner, those hands came closer and closer to her crotch. She wondered if her son and Linda had talked about this, planned it in some way, if Larry had told Linda he was fucking her, his mother.
She heard a whispered word, but it was indistinct.
Then a hand cupped her crotch.
Before she could see whose hand it was, Maggie suddenly sat up. "That's enough," she said in a shaking voice.
"Why don't you two do me?" Linda asked, spreading out on her back, her long, slender thighs opened wide.
"Larry will," Maggie said, drawing her knees up and resting her chin on them. She found herself wanting to touch the smoothness of Linda's flesh, to feel those thighs, to run her hand over the flat stomach, to feel those rounded tits.
Oddly enough, the sensation did not disgust Maggie. It seemed, somehow, natural to want to run her hands over the smooth, golden flesh of her friend, his beautiful woman she had known for years, this woman who was fucking her young son. Maggie had never felt desire for another woman in her life until this particular moment. The desire was strong enough to cause her cunt to pulsate with a wet heat.
With her chin resting on her knees, she caught her son glancing down the backs of her thighs, and she knew he was looking at the bulge of her cunt against the bikini crotch. She gave him a wink, then watched as he began to smear the screening oil on Linda. She tried to imagine what her son was feeling as his hands moved about Linda's flesh, tried to understand the excitement he felt. Her own hands itched to stroke the smoothness of Linda's slender thighs, especially the attractive inner surfaces where they were the smoothest of all.
The heat between her thighs became increasingly wetter, and Maggie was afraid her excitement was showing. Her son kept glancing down there, then she caught Linda looking, too. Linda grinned, then winked at Maggie and darted her hand out to tickle her fingertips along the back of Maggie's thigh.
Maggie almost came. "Linda!" she gasped.
Linda laughed.
Larry giggled and moved his hand up and down Linda's thighs, knowing his mother was watching. His cock was swelling, making a bulge in his trunks, and he made no effort to conceal his hard-on. On the contrary, she thought her son was quite proud of his hard-on being seen by Linda and his mother. They were on the beach, with any number of people around, but no one seemed to be paying any attention to them, and at this moment neither of them cared if someone was watching. The heavy sexual tension swelled around Maggie, and she stared openly as her son ran his hand up and down Linda's inner thighs, making no bones about feeling her now. Then, quickly with a low giggle, Larry cupped Linda's cunt and squeezed, jerking his hand away and looking into his mother's eyes. Maggie was hardly breathing. When Larry winked at her, she stuck her tongue out at him in a playful manner.
Linda saw the reaction of Maggie when Larry had cupped her cunt, and she turned onto her side, staring at Maggie. Her eyes hell a knowing expression in them, a half smile on her moist, full lips.
"That goes double for you, Linda," Maggie said, stretching her long legs out and leaning back on her hands.
"Mmmmm, fine with me," Linda replied, Maggie's tits swelled up to the sun, and shi had the insane desire to remove her halter, to expose her rounded and firm tits to any am all. "What's that supposed to mean?" Maggie asked.
"Your tongue," Linda murmured, her eye watching as Larry raced off down the beach.
"What about my tongue?"
"You have a nice long tongue," Linda said. "I bet you can do fantastic things with it."
"I think you're sex crazy, Linda, and if you keep talking like this, I'm going back to the house."
"And do what? Fingerfuck?"
"Linda!" Maggie gasped.
"Oh, stop acting so fucking innocent
Maggie," Linda said. "You're getting to be a bore, you know. Look at your crotch . . . you're so fucking wet you can taste it."
Maggie, her face burning, got up and turned, leaving her beach towel. She could feel Linda's gaze on her ass while she crossed the hot sand and couldn't resist giving a tantalizing twist to her walk.
My God, she thought, first you go fucking your son, then you want to mess around with our best friend! And the worst thing about it, Maggie realized, was that Linda seemed more than eager to mess around, too. , She entered her house, then heard her son coming up the steps. He came in with her towel and tanning oil, grinning from ear to ear. "I think Linda's turned on, Mom."
"I know she's turned on, the bitch," Maggie said, but she laughed to show she wasn't angry. "Did you see how she tried to feel me up?"
I Larry nodded. "Yeah, and she sure liked it when I gave her cunt a nice feel, didn't she?" I Maggie laughed again, drawing her son against her body, kissing him. She felt his cock throbbing at her thighs, and whispered, "Let me suck that thing off now, darling." I Drawing back, she watched her son shove his trunks to his knees, his cock springing out n full hardness. She cooed and sank to her knees, grasping her son's prick with both lands. She slipped one hand to his dangling balls, lifting them to her pursed lips. Kissing her son's balls, she mewled and snaked her tongue from those precious balls to the under side of his hard cock, then swiped at the piss hole, licking away the seeping fuck juices Again she mewled and took the smooth, swollen cock head between her hot lips. Shi gazed up into her son's face, feeling a great deal of pleasure that he could watch her lips suck on his sweet hard cock.
With her eyes burning up into his, Maggie shoved her lovely face forward, taking the full hardness of her son's cock into her mouth feeling the prick head probe at her constricted throat. She sucked back and forth on his prick for a moment, her tongue pressing his cock shaft against the roof of her mouth, thrilling to the hard, hot taste of his cock. She lifted his balls and rubbed them about her chin, then sucked strongly again, darting her mouth bad and forth in greedy ecstasy.
"Fuck me," she whispered hotly, looking up into her son's face, her eyes glowing wit desire. "Fuck me in my mouth, darling! Ohhh, I'd love to feel you fucking my mouth, Larry! Do it, please! Use my mouth as if it was my hairy cunt! Fuck my mouth . . . fuck I and come in it and give me that come juice . . . down my throat!"
She closed her hot lips about his cock again grasping the cheeks of his ass tightly, i finger digging into the crack, rubbing at hi tight asshole.
Larry cupped his mother's ass cheeks and began to fuck his cock back and forth as she sucked. Maggie held her head still, her eyes bright with hungry passion, feeling her son fucking into her mouth, his cock fucking in and out between her gripping lips. She stroked his prick with her tongue, licking the head every chance she had, tasting the seeping fuck fluids as they coated her tongue with that syrupy sweetness, slippery and delicious. -
The hard pulsations of Larry's cock caused Maggie's flesh to ripple, and her cunt, still encased in the tight bikini, pulsated with a liquid heat that she was now very familiar with. She dropped one hand from her son's tightly clenched ass and began to rub at her cunt through the thin material of her bikini, her hips jerking and swaying. Larry fucked against her lips, smashing them with the wiry hair at the base of his cock, his balls slapping on his mother's chin. She dug harder into his lass cheeks, now pressing her finger at his I asshole, rubbing as he fucked into her eager I mouth. Maggie was making liquid sounds as I her son fucked between those hot, clasping lips. Her eyes, although still wide open and I staring up into his happy face, were becoming glazed with her boiling passion, her mind reeling as the desire bubbled between her thighs. Her mouth seemed as hot as her cunt had ever been.
She had the odd sensation that her mouth was a cunt to be used by her son's deliciously hard, ever so sweet cock. She wanted him to fuck her mouth the way he fucked her pussy, hard and fast, even if he did bruise her lips. The tingling of her mouth sent shivers of ecstasy racing through her body and between her thighs, and she was rubbing at her cunt with the whole of her palm, back and forth, creating a steaming heat on her puffy pussy. It was exciting the way her son held her cheeks, fucking into her mouth eagerly. It was the same way he held her ass when he was between her hot thighs, fucking his cock into her slippery cunt. He was starting to fuck her mouth harder now, beating the base of his cock against her lips, his balls swinging back and forth at her chin. She rubbed harder at the tightness of his asshole, the hand between her thighs rubbing and pressing with more speed.
"Suck it, Mom!" Larry yelped as his ecstasy increased. "Suck my cock! Suck me off . .. make my cock come in your cocksucking mouth, Mom! Oohhh, shit . . . you suck my cock so fucking good, Mom!"
"Mmmmm!" Maggie gurgled around her son's cock, her tongue pressing the underside of his prick shaft as her lips created a tight, hot tunnel for that precious prick.
There was no doubt that she would come by having her son fucking her mouth this way. Already the spasms were starting, and she urged Larry to fuck into her hungry mouth with more speed, with more energy. She had the strange feeling of wanting his cock all the way into her stomach, to feel him fucking past her throat and down to her bubbling cunt. Her clit seemed about to melt, then flow from her body.
As Larry's hips plunged back and forth, Maggie thrust her finger up his asshole, bringing a yelp of ecstasy from him. She began to finger-fuck her son in the ass, urging him to fuck into her hot mouth with more power. Her eyes by now had become so glazed, she only saw the fuzzy outline of his handsome face. Her hips were jerking about wildly as she rubbed frantically at her steaming cunt. When the convulsions of orgasm ripped through her, she wailed about her son's fucking cock. A grunt from Larry came to her roaring ears, and then her mouth was being flooded with the sweetness from his swinging balls. She gulped in liquid ecstasy, swallowing as swiftly as she could, moaning with the taste of his come juice. She pressed her palm hard into her spasming cunt, feeling the pussy lips throb and pulsate as her orgasm shot through her cunt. She sucked hard and hungrily on Larry's spurting cock, but he came so much, she was unable to contain it. White, frothy come juice seeped from her tightly sucking lips, running over her chin and dripping down.
"Mmmmm!" Maggie gurgled wetly. "Mmmmm!"
She clung to her son's cock as he came, not wanting to miss a sweet drop of that deliriously thick come juice. When he finished, she ran her tongue over the tip, licking at it, making sure she had every slippery bead of come juice before she let him pull free.
Although her cunt was still in the throes of orgasm, she fell back, sprawling there, legs wide, her hips arching up and twisting about.
"Eat me!" she screamed up at her son. "Oh, baby, eat my cunt! I'm still coming . . . and I want you to suck on my pussy and make me keep coming! Eat me . . . eat mother's cunt-hurry!"
Larry was between her stretched thighs quickly, sucking at the crotch of her bikini, his tongue licking hotly. Maggie drew the crotch aside, and her son's tongue slithered between the slippery, hair-lined lips. Maggie grasped her son by the back of his head and began to grind her cunt into his mouth.
She squealed in ecstasy.
"Ahhh, eat that pussy, Larry! Ooooo, suck that hot cunt! Tongue-fuck mother in the pussy ... the twat . . . that snatch ... the cunt! Eat me . . . eat my wet cunt!"
Larry's tongue fucked in and out of his mother's steamy cunt, lapping at the velvety walls, fucking his tongue deep, using it the way he did his cock. His hands dug into his mother's bikinied ass cheeks, and Maggie pulled the bikini aside, hearing a ripping sound but not caring.
"Up my ass!" she screamed in passion. "Fuck a finger in my asshole, Larry! Fingerfuck my asshole and tongue-fuck my cunt!"
She felt her son press a finger against her asshole, then his finger inside. She screamed with ecstasy when he began to plunge in and out, fucking her ass as his tongue moved in frantic delight in her overheated cunt.
She was still coming, her cunt sucking on her son's tongue, and now her asshole was drawing his finger, trying to pull it as deep as she could up her asshole. Maggie thrashed about on the floor, her hot inner thighs clutching her son's face, her hands on his head as she humped and churned her cunt into his mouth.
Finally she could take no more. She began to push at Larry's head, trying to make him stop. She was coming with her cunt and her asshole and, she thought, even with her tits. The orgasms were just too strong for her to take.
Larry pulled away, sitting back on his heels, his trunks still at his knees, his cock and balls dangling so beautifully. His face was glistening with the wetness from his mother's cunt, and then he pulled his finger out of her asshole.
"Ooooo!" Maggie whimpered as it pulled free. She rested on her back, her body shivering, her flesh feeling as if it had been seared from her bones. Her thighs trembled and her stomach rippled. Her bikini bottom, torn now, hung in. shreds about her hips.
"I was so hot, honey," she said after a while, sitting up and removing her ripped bikini. "I don't know why I got so damned hot all of a sudden."
Larry grinned. "Because of Linda touching you and then seeing me grab a feel of her pussy, Mom. That's what made you hot."
Maggie laughed. "You know, I think you're right, but I was getting hot before you touched her."
"I know," Larry said. "I saw her feeling you up, Mom."
"She wasn't feeling me up," Maggie said, feeling a blush creep over her lovely face. "She was putting sun screen on me."
"She was still feeling you up," Larry laughed.
Maggie began to laugh too. "I guess you're right. She was feeling me up, and you know what, Larry? I liked it!"
CHAPTER EIGHT
Maggie had admitted the truth to Larry.
She had enjoyed feeling Linda's hands on her body, and she tried to explain the difference to her son. Larry either understood or simply said he did. The one important thing, Maggie thought, was that Larry said he would not mind if Linda felt her cunt, played with her tits and ass, or ate her cunt.
"A woman, suck my pussy?" Maggie replied. "You mean I should let Linda suck my cunt, darling?"
"Why not, Mom?" Larry showed excitement. "I bet she's real good at it. If the way she sucks my cock is any proof, Linda will eat your hairy cunt better than I can."
"Mmmm, maybe I should let her," Maggie said. "But I'm not sure if she's just cutting up. Maybe she's just teasing."
"I doubt it. Linda is a hot piece of beautiful ass, Mom. You know that, since you've seen us fucking."
"I know, honey," Maggie agreed. "But just because a woman loves a hard cock up her cunt or in her mouth, that don't mean she'll eat another cunt, you know."
"Linda will."
"You're sure of that, aren't you?"
"Just as sure as I am that you've got a hot cunt, Mom."
"If anyone should know how hot my cunt is, then that's you. That's for sure."
They had a light meal that evening, cold cuts and soft drinks. Neither were very hungry. Not for food, at least. But for cock and cunt, that was different.
As Maggie rinsed the few dishes at the sink, she felt her son's hands on the cheeks of her still-naked ass. She had her bikini halter on, and she realized for the first time she had gone about for a couple of hours naked from the waist down without thinking about it. Her son had removed his trunks sometime earlier. She arched her ass into his hands as she placed a glass on the sink and felt his tongue lick along her spine as he squeezed the cheeks of her ass. She shivered with pleasure as his tongue went down to the base of her spine, flicking at the , beginning of her ass cheeks. When he slipped his tongue along the crack of her ass, licking up and down, she sighed with growing ecstasy and shoved her ass back against his face.
"Mmmm, that feels good," she murmured as her ass arched backward. "Lick me there, honey."
She felt her son's wet, hot tongue sliding about the creamy flesh of her swelling ass. Then he licked up and down the crack again. Shoving her ass back farther yet, she gave a sob of delight when she felt the tip of her son's tongue suddenly probe the crinkle of her asshole. Maggie shot her hands back and clasped the cheeks of her ass, spreading them as far apart as she could, giving her son access to the hot pucker of her asshole.
"Oh, baby, tongue mother's ass!" she wailed, wiggling into his face. "Lick my ass, darling! Ohhh, that's it . . . tongue my asshole, Larry! Oooo, your tongue is so wet and hot . . . against my asshole! Shove it up my fucking asshole, darling! Ohhh, tongue mother's fucking hot asshole!"
She squealed as her son's tongue slipped into her asshole, his hands at her hips as she held those rounded cheeks far apart for him.
But Larry shoved his tongue, instead, underneath to lap at the puffy wetness of her hairy cunt. His face was turned up into his mother's crotch, and Maggie was now almost squatting, her knees bent.
She mewled with delight as her son's tongue began to fuck in and out of her cunt, then draw back to lick hotly at her tightly puckered asshole. He went from her cunt to her ass, licking eagerly, and she wiggled and twisted into his face, whimpering and squealing as the ecstasy began to boil through her.
Somehow, she didn't know how, she found herself sitting in her son's face. He had managed to be on his back, and Maggie was squatting into her son's face as if she were getting ready to piss. His cock, she saw, stood up very hard, the prick head intensely swollen.
"So beautiful," she whispered, as she twisted her hairy cunt into his face. "I love to see your cock so strong and hard, Larry. Oooo, baby, suck mother's cunt . . . move your tongue from my cunt to my asshole! Fuck both pussy and asshole, darling!"
Maggie shot her head forward, shaking her son's cock deep into her mouth. She bobbed up and down, feeling his prick throb between her lips. She wiggled her hips as Larry moved his tongue from her cunt to her asshole. The heat of his mouth and the wetness of his tongue soon had her cunt in tight, ecstatic convulsions. She sucked fast and hard on his no straining cock, drawing powerfully at his prick with her hot lips and eager tongue.
Then an idea flared within her overheated mind and, before she gave a moment's thought to it, or even to what her son would think or say, Maggie jerked her mouth off his cock and scooted her still-twitching cunt downward, sliding her pussy along his chest and stomach, leaving cunt juice on his flesh. She squatted above her son's cock, holding his prick at the base, her back to him.
"Watch me, darling!" she yelped eagerly. "I would never had allowed you to see this before, but I want you to watch me sit on your cock now."
Maggie plunged her hair-lined cunt down, sinking onto her son's prick with a loud gurgle of pleasure. She knew her son could see the way her hairy cunt stretched about his cock, and it excited her, knowing he was watching. She felt his hands on her ass and began to thrust her cunt up and down, banging him, fucking him.
"Watch my cunt fuck you, darling!" she groaned, her tits jiggling from her effort.
Squatting on him, her ass in constant motion, Maggie released her tits from the confinement of her bikini top.
"Watch me!" she screamed in a thick voice. "Watch mother's ass bounce . . . watch me fuck you! See my cunt fucking your hard cock, Larry! See it ... do you see it?"
"I see, mom!"
Maggie plunged her naked ass up and down, her naked body shaking with heat searing her nerves. Her ass cheeks were spread widely, and she knew her son could see not only her hair-lined cunt fucking on his hard cock, but also the winking tightness of her asshole.
"I bet Linda can't fuck you the way I can!"
"No one can fuck me the way you can, Mom," he grunted, arching his hips up to meet her plunging cunt. "You're the best . . . the best fuck, the best cocksucker!"
"Now fuck me this way!" she shouted, jerking her cunt from his cock. "Up the ass!"
Larry watched with huge, excited eyes, seeing the split of his mother's lovely, creamy, naked ass, the light brown of her asshole. Maggie shifted, and the smooth head of her son's cock pressed at her asshole. Maggie, feeling it there, sobbed with the sudden burning pleasure.
"Oooooo!" she wailed, pressing down. "Ahhh, that's going to stretch mother's asshole, darling. That cock is going to stretch my fucking hot asshole . . . and I'm going to fuck the come juice right out of your sweet balls with my fucking hot asshole!"
Feeling the swollen head of her son's cock where she only felt a finger before, Maggie pressed harder. When her son's prick penetrated her asshole, she threw her head back and let out a loud scream. It was a scream of intense ecstasy, not of pain.
"Oooo, you're in me! Your cock is in my hot asshole!" Maggie shouted. "Now I'm going to take it all the way . . . and feel your balls on my cunt!"
Without taking her time, unconcerned if it would hurt or not, Maggie slammed her ass downward, sinking onto her son's cock until she had his prick fully buried up her asshole. She sat there, feeling her asshole burn and stretch. She had never been stuffed so full in her life. She felt his balls against her cunt and ran her hand down to press them tighter at the hairy lips.
Maggie wiggled on his cock, grinding at the base, feeling the hairs on the cheeks of her sensitive ass. Holding her son's balls, she began to lift upwards slowly. She felt her asshole sucking on his cock, then flexing about his prick. A spark of intense erotic pleasure shot through her, and she began to fuck up and down on his cock.
"Watch me!" she screamed in erotic ecstasy. "Watch my ass, Larry! Ooodo, watch mother's naked ass fuck that hard, beautiful cock! Ahhh, baby, it feels so good ... up my ass! I love it in my ass . . . fuck my asshole. Oooo, almost like my cunt, or my cocksucking mouth!"
She began to bounce up and down, fucking her son's cock with her asshole, the cheeks spreading and Larry seeing the way her asshole clung to his throbbing prick.
"I see you, Mom," he grunted.
"You see mother's asshole sucking that cock? You see my asshole fucking your prick?"
"Yes, everything, Mom."
"Oooo, nice!" Maggie sobbed, fucking up and down on his cock wildly, plunging her asshole down so that his prick fucked deliciously deep. "I love it . . . love asshole fucking!"
Holding her knees now, Maggie threw her head back and screamed with pleasure, bouncing eagerly on his cock, using the muscles of her slender thighs. As her cunt flexed, so did her asshole, sending delight not only through her but through her son as well. He was digging his fingers into her pumping hips, gazing at her ass with hot eyes, watching his mother's asshole fuck up and down.
"Hot, Mom!" he yelled. "Your asshole is hot, like your cunt! Ohhh, Mom, fuck me! Fuck me with your asshole!"
"I am! Oh, I am fucking you with my asshole!"
"I'll come ... up your ass, Mom!"
"Yes, oh yes! Come in my fucking asshole, baby! I want to feel your cock coming in my tight, hot asshole!"
The throbbing of his cock increased, and Maggie was sure his prick was growing as large as a telephone pole. But she wanted it in her ass, no matter how large it became. The stretching sensation of her asshole was unlike any feeling she had experienced before. It burned, but it burned in a way that sent exquisite delight through her.
Her cunt bubbled into orgasms, orgasms that tightened her muscles, especially the ring of her asshole. And, as her asshole closed and sucked on her son's cock, she felt his balls writhing against the sensitive lips of her cunt.
"I'm going to come, Mom!" he shouted.
"Come, darling!" she screamed, fucking her asshole up and down his cock. "Come! Come good up mother's fucking ass! Flood my hot asshole with that sweet come juice!"
The bubbling thickness of Larry's come juice seemed to splash with a scalding sensation inside the tender walls of her asshole. Maggie screamed with ecstasy as her cunt convulsed like never before. She slammed down on his spurting cock until she had it deep inside her asshole, grinding mindlessly. The ecstasy she felt was very, very intense.
Even as he came, Larry was saying, "eat her cunt, Mom! Make her eat your cunt! Suck her fucking cunt . . . lick her wet pussy, Mom!"
The words, although heard, did not penetrate Maggie's burning brain at the moment. She was clutched in the most intense pleasure ever, and the words were only meaningless sounds.
As the convulsions grew weaker and finally stopped, Maggie remained sitting on her son, his cock still up her asshole. The pulsations slowly stopped, and she lifted her ass from him, his cock coming free with a sucking plop.
Maggie sat next to her son on the kitchen floor, her knees drawn up and her chin resting on them. Her son, she knew, was gazing at her hairy cunt between her thighs. It felt wonderful to be free of that hang-up about being naked in front of anyone.
"What were you saying a while ago?" she asked.
"When, Mom?"
"While you were coming so fantastically up my asshole," she replied. "You were saying something about eating."
Larry grinned at his mother, stroking his ringers along her hairy cunt. "I was saying you should let Linda eat your cunt, Mom."
"That wasn't all of it, you little shit," she laughed, poking a toe into his ribs. "You said for me to eat her pussy, if I remember correctly. Didn't you say something about me sucking Linda's cunt, darling?"
"Yeah, I guess maybe I did." He grinned sheepishly. "I didn't mean it, though."
"The fuck you didn't mean it!" Maggie laughed. "You meant every fucking word, didn't you?"
"I guess I did."
Maggie regarded her son for a moment. "Would you like to see me do that . . . lick her cunt?"
"I think so," he replied.
"We better get off the kitchen floor," Maggie said, standing up. "Whoever heard of fucking on the kitchen floor?"
"I guess plenty of people do."
"Probably," she grinned at him. "I suppose when a person enjoys fucking so much-like us-anyplace is okay."
Maggie dressed in her room, thinking of Linda.
It had felt so nice, those hands of the woman, brushing about her flesh out there on the beach. Linda's hands had made her excited, had sent ripples of pleasure running up and down her skin. She was certain it had been Linda cupping her cunt out there, not her son. Yes, it had to be Linda who had cupped her pussy for a quick feel.
Maggie shoved her tongue out and looked at it. It was long, she saw. Strange how she had not noticed it before. It was long and would go deep into . . . Maggie flushed. The thought of her tongue going deep into Linda's hairy cunt had flared hotly inside her mind. Then she wondered if Linda would, perhaps, return the favor. She could see them in her mind, their faces buried into each other's hairy pussy, eating and licking and tongue-fucking like crazy, with her son urging them on hotly.
Crazy . . . absolutely crazy.
But not so crazy, maybe.
Fun, perhaps.
A great deal of fun, a change of pace, a different way to come off. The idea was appealing more and more to Maggie, but it would depend on Linda mostly, she knew. Funny how she had known Linda all these years and not once had suspected her of enjoying pussy, of eating cunt.
The more Maggie thought about it, the better she liked the idea. She tried to imagine her face between the slender thighs of Linda, those thighs she had admired for so long, her lips pressed into the hairiness, that sweet wetness of Linda's cunt, her tongue darting back and forth. She tried to imagine the taste of Linda's cunt.
She lifted her skirt and poked a finger into her own pussy, wiggled it about, then brought it to her face. She looked at the slippery wetness, then plunged the finger into her mouth. The taste was exotic, and to her surprise, quite nice. In fact, it was. delicious, Maggie repeated it, plunging her finger into her cunt again, holding her dress up with the other hand. She finger fucked herself vigorously for a moment, then pulled her finger out and began to lick at it with her long tongue.
Giggling, she thought. If I had not stopped finger-fucking I would have made myself come. And I don't have to make myself come anymore unless I want. Larry will always fuck me, eat me, make me come.
Smoothing her dress down, she left and went to find her son. Larry was standing at the huge window, looking out at the beach and the sea. It was starting to become dusk now, and the sun was settling way out there on the water.
Maggie came up behind her son and wrapped her arms around him, hugging her tits against his back, feeling them flatten there. She caressed his chest with one hand and moved the other down to hold his cock and balls in her palm. Larry's cock and balls felt so wonderful, so good, in her hand. Maggie kissed his shoulder, then licked at his flesh. The taste of him was sweet. She felt his cock swelling in her fist and she began to jack on it, pressing her groin against the still-naked cheeks of his ass.
"Mmmm, you're getting a very nice hard-on, baby," she murmured into his neck. "I love this cock when you're so hard."
Larry turned in his mother's arms, and Maggie shoved her mouth onto his, sucking and kissing, now clasping one cheek of his ass and still pumping his cock with the other. She mewled against her son's mouth, and, as his tongue slipped past her lips, she sucked strongly, flicking her tongue about his.
Looking down at his cock in her fist, she grinned. "Mmm, your cock looks as if it needs a good sucking, darling."
Maggie went to her knees before him, not caring that they were before the huge window or that they might be seen by the few people left on the beach. She stroked his cock and mewled softly, kissing the dripping piss hole with hot, eager lips.
"Want me to suck it off?" she whispered, looking up into his face with hot eyes. "Want mother to suck this beautiful hard cock . . . let you come in my wet mouth again?"
Larry grinned, arching his cock toward his mother's face. Maggie laughed, thick and throaty, and quickly gobbled his throbbing cock into her hungry mouth. Clinging to his tight ass cheeks, Maggie devoured his prick, whimpering with ecstasy. She loved the feel of her son's cock throbbing so hotly between her lips, she could suck his prick all day.
Larry rested a hand on the top of his mother's bobbing head, his other hand stroking her cheek, looking down at her stretching lips as she slipped them back and forth on his thick, long cock. Maggie moved her face down an inch or so to lick at his precious balls, to take them into her mouth and suck gently, then to race her hot mouth back to the swollen cock head, sucking his prick deeply with a sob of ecstasy. The wiry hairs at the base tickled her lips, increasing her bubbling pleasure, and she held his balls up to rub them about her chin. As she sucked his prick, she made soft, moist whining sounds of her delight.
Sucking her son's cock vigorously, Maggie felt she would never get enough. Sex was so much different with her son than it had been with her ex-husband. Perhaps it was because she could now be naked in front of Larry . . . maybe that helped increase her desire and delight.
She felt her son's body trembling as she sucked back and forth on his cock. She enjoyed that-it told her he was excited and about to come. The taste of his syrupy come juice flowing into her mouth, over her tongue and down her throat was one of the best pleasures she had ever experienced. She was, she knew, becoming a very come-juice-hungry woman.
She held the deliciously smooth cock head between her lips and fluttered her tongue about the piss hole, lapping at the seeping fuck juices, her eyes closed to savor the ecstasy she felt.
Then Larry came.
Maggie's tongue was pressing at his piss hole when the spurt of his thick come juice bubbled forth. She felt the slippery wetness of it coating her tongue. A long wail of pleasure came from her tight lips as her tongue flipped up and down his squirting piss hole. She sucked and licked and let him fill her mouth before she swallowed. Even after she allowed his sweet come juice to run down her throat, she still held his cock between her lips. Now she was looking up into his glowing eyes, seeing the expression of pleasure on. his young, handsome face.
Pulling off his cock, she licked at his balls, bounced them with the tip of her tongue, then ran the flat surface of her tongue up and down his cock and balls, over his stomach and tickled his belly button. She kissed her way up his body, leaving hot trails of moisture where her tongue licked. Then she kissed her son again.
"I'll eat her fucking cunt," Maggie whispered into her son's ear. "I'll tongue-fuck Linda's hairy pussy and let you watch, darling. I'll eat her hot cunt so good and make her come real strongly."
Larry laughed, squeezing his mother's ass.
CHAPTER NINE
Maggie was surprised at herself.
She felt no nervousness, no embarrassment about going after Linda. Linda, she felt, would be very open to the idea. Every one of her actions told Maggie that. Her hands on her body as they had lain on the bench told her that Linda wanted it as much as she.
The only thing was that Maggie didn't know how to go about seducing her best friend. If Linda were a man, she would have had no difficulties.
How did one woman go about seducing another?
Maggie had no idea.
As it turned out, she did not have to seduce Linda.
The next day was cloudy and humid. The waves rolled and crashed onto the beach. Maggie remained home, gazing out the window at the dreary weather. She wished Larry had stayed home with her. At least she would have had someone to talk to. It would be nice to stay around the house, suck and fuck with him, spend the day in a lazy, orgiastic manner.
But he had gone someplace. He would be back in the early afternoon, she knew. Larry seldom stayed away from the house long unless he told her. She wondered if he had gone to Linda's. Surely he wouldn't be there as often now. He didn't have to see Linda when his cock was hard; he had his mother at all hours of the day or night. And Maggie would do anything he wanted of her. She had proven that. Larry could fuck her, using her hairy, wet, hot cunt or her greedy mouth anytime he wanted. And now, she smiled out the window, he had her tight asshole to fuck if the mood was on him.
She was feeling alone and miserable and failed to hear the knocking at the door until it became louder. With a frown, not wanting anyone but her son, she opened it.
"Linda," she said. "What are you doing out on a day like this? It looks as if there's a storm coming."
Linda came in, wearing short shorts that molded to and outlined her body to perfection, her tits thrusting against a tightly stretched tank top. "I wish it would storm. I love storms, the real violent ones."
"And you're crazy, too," Maggie laughed. "But I'm glad you're here. I've been staring at the ocean and feeling sorry for myself. Want a beer?"
"Coffee would do just fine."
A few minutes later they sat on the couch facing the window with coffee in their hands. Maggie wore a skirt and thin blouse, and nothing underneath. She drew her knees to her chest, tucking the skirt down to conceal her cunt, and then she wondered why she bothered since she had this desire to seduce the beautiful woman who had been fucking her son for she didn't know how long.
They sat in silence, both watching the gathering clouds that were darkening and becoming threatening over the now-churning ocean.
"You liked that yesterday," Linda said in a soft voice.
"What did I like?"
"My hands touching you."
Maggie turned and looked at Linda. "What if I admit it?"
"You might as well," Linda laughed, a low sound. "I knew it when I felt you trembling. You were getting hot, baby, and don't try to lie about it."
"Like I said, you're crazy," Maggie replied, but she kept her eyes gazing into Linda's.
"Listen, Maggie. We've both been divorced for years. I don't know about you, but I miss having all the sex I want."
"You aren't missing out."
Linda remained quite calm, seeing the knowledge in Maggie's eyes. "You know," she murmured.
"I've known for some time," Maggie said.
"Do you mind?"
Maggie shook her head.
They gazed at one another for a long time.
Then, with neither speaking, they began scooting across the couch slowly toward each other. They kept staring into each other's eyes, and Maggie could see the depth of Linda's desire, the intense heat.
She felt Linda's hand resting on her shoulder, and it seemed to burn at her flesh through the thin blouse.
"Maggie," Linda said in a very soft voice, a slight quiver in it, "I've never . . . you know, touched a woman the way I did you yesterday."
"Then it was you that touched me . . . there?"
A sparkle came into Linda's eyes. "You thought it was your son, Larry?"
A blush started on Maggie's cheeks, but she fought it off as she nodded her head. "Yes, I did."
"You didn't say anything to him."
"No."
"Why not?"
Maggie kept quiet, but continued to gaze into Linda's hot eyes.
"You, too?" Linda asked.
Maggie nodded, lowering her eyes shyly.
Linda began laughing. It was not a jeering sound, but the laugh of a woman delighted.
Suddenly, they were in each other's arms, holding tightly and feeling each other shaking. Maggie's tits were smashed into those of Linda, and she was sure she felt the hardness of Linda's nipples poking at her. Linda cupped Maggie's face and stared into her eyes, then slowly moved her mouth closer. As Linda's lips touched hers, Maggie groaned and clung to the woman with a desperation born of an intense, erotic need.
Maggie slipped her tongue into Linda's mouth, feeling about, tasting the sweetness. Linda sucked at Maggie's tongue, and her hands moved about her body. When Linda cupped and squeezed her tit, Maggie melted. She brought a hand up and cupped one of Linda's flawless tits, and they sat close and traded tongues, feeling about one another's tits. Then with heavy breathing, Linda opened Maggie's blouse and lowered her lips to a sensitive nipple. As Linda sucked on her nipple, Maggie caressed about those long, slender, exciting thighs. As Linda parted her legs, Maggie eagerly and without hesitation, cupped the tight crotch of those shorts. She felt the heat of Linda's cunt searing through the crotch and into her palm. She rubbed Linda's pussy, squirming her ass about on the couch.
Maggie was trying to think of some way to get her mouth down there, to feel those creamy thighs around her face, when Linda drew away from her naked tits. She looked again into Maggie's eyes, and they both smiled.
Linda shoved a hand under the skirt and slowly slipped it between Maggie's thighs. As the hand moved higher, Maggie opened her legs and, as Linda's fingers brushed the thick hair of her cunt, she gasped with delight. She was anticipating the feel of a finger sliding into her pussy, but all Linda did was rub up and down the puffiness of Maggie's moist cunt lips.
Without a word, Linda slipped to the floor and shoved Maggie's skirt to her waist. Maggie leaned back on the couch and scooted her ass to the edge of the cushions, throwing her long legs wide, her bushy cunt fully exposed to the heat in Linda's eyes.
"Mmmmm," Linda murmured, and shoved her face between Maggie's thighs.
Feeling those wet, hot lips against her cunt, kissing at her eagerly, Maggie groaned and arched her crotch up, grinding it slowly into Linda's face. As Linda clutched the round, firm cheeks of her ass, Maggie felt the wicked tongue lapping up and down her cunt, sliding along the slit and over her inflamed clit, twisting about it. Then Linda closed her lips about Maggie's clit and began to suck as she flipped her tongue up and down the sensitive tip.
"Oooo, Linda!" Maggie whimpered, tossing her cunt up into Linda's face.
"Mmmm, sweet," Linda murmured with her mouth still against Maggie's cunt. "So sweet, baby."
"Eat me, Linda!" Maggie wailed, thrashing her cunt up and down. "Ohhh, please, eat me! Suck me, Linda!"
With her mouth wide open, Linda thrust her tongue into Maggie's slippery cunt. She plunged it deeply, her fingers clawing at the smooth flesh of Maggie's ass, holding the hairy, hot cunt tightly into her mouth. Maggie lifted her legs and draped them over Linda's shoulders, squeezing the hot inner surfaces against the woman's head. She grabbed the back of Linda's head and pulled her face even tighter into her hairy cunt.
"Ahhh, Linda, Linda!" Maggie sobbed, looking down into those burning eyes of her best friend. "Eat me! Oh, eat my cunt, Linda! Oooo, suck my pussy . . . fuck me with your tongue, please!"
Maggie felt Linda's tongue darting between the lips of her cunt, fast and furious. She arched her hips higher yet, pleading for Linda to suck and fuck and eat her pussy. The tongue felt almost like that of her son, but different in a way she couldn't describe. It went very deep, much deeper than Larry's.
Maggie squirmed and thrashed, tossing her cunt up and down. She was squealing ecstatically, scissoring her hot thighs about Linda's face, not worrying if the woman could breathe or not. Her cunt was seeping those slippery fuck juices, smearing Linda's face, and that didn't matter, either. Maggie's stomach was rippling with the approaching orgasm, and she began to fight her cunt up and down, sometimes so swiftly, she thought Linda's nose was in her cunt and her tongue at her asshole. And Linda clung to her, gurgling with pleasure as she licked and sucked and fucked with her tongue. Her fingers squeezed into the firm flesh of Maggie's twisting, churning ass.
"I'm going to come, Linda!" she shouted. "Ohhh, suck it . . . fuck it . . . eat me! Ohh, Linda, eat my hot, hairy cunt! I'm going to come!"
Linda buried her tongue deeply into Maggie's pussy, rolling it and twisting it.
Maggie's orgasm rumbled hotly through her, exploding in her cunt so powerfully that the hair-lined cunt lips sucked at Linda's tongue with convulsive hunger.
When Maggie's hips slumped, Linda remained on the floor, now caressing the shaking thighs and running her fingers through the thick curls of Maggie's cunt. She watched the hair-framed cunt lips quiver, and she leaned forward to kiss them tenderly.
When Maggie stopped struggling to breathe, she sat upright and began to laugh.
"What's so funny about eating your snatch, Maggie?" Linda asked.
"That wasn't funny. I'm laughing because I was wondering how to seduce you."
"Ohs you were?" Linda laughed now. "All you had to do was ask, baby. I've been wanting to get a taste of your cunt for years, you know."
"I thought you said you never sucked a pussy before!"
"I haven't. But that didn't stop me from wanting to suck yours. I've thought and dreamed about it for some time now."
"But what about Larry, my son?"
"I love to fuck that kid," Linda said. "You know me . . . the local hot-ass. At least that's what everyone says. I don't run around any more than you do, Maggie, and you know that. Larry came along at the right time. Fucking your son only made me want to suck your cunt more. Isn't that strange?"
"Not so strange," Maggie said. "Larry asked me to eat your pussy. Have you two talked about this?"
"Of course not," Linda replied, stroking the insides of Maggie's thighs. "We never mentioned it. We just never talked about you."
"Well, Larry and I've talked about you."
"In a nice way, I hope."
"Just that he says I'm as good a fuck as you, and that he wants to see me suck your cunt."
"He wants to watch that, does he?" Maggie nodded. "Then I'm game." "So am I."
They hugged each other tightly, kissing again, with Maggie tasting her own cunt on the lips of her friend.
The sound of the door opening broke them apart, and they looked up to see Larry standing there. His face glowed with pleasure, and Maggie noticed the front of his pants were straining with a delicious hard-on.
Maggie and Linda made soft cooing sounds as they both looked at the front of his pants.
"Ooo, bring that to me," Linda said throatily.
Larry, still grinning, walked toward them. Maggie watched her friend squeeze her son's cock through his pants, and found that being this close, in the same room with them, sitting next to Linda, was even more exciting than looking in a window at them.
Linda opened Larry's pants and fished his cock out. Maggie felt a delicious excitement as she watched Linda stroking her son's prick. As Larry stood there, he grabbed one of Linda's tits, then one of his mother's. Linda's gaze followed his hand as he cupped Maggie's tit and squeezed it. It was Linda who shoved Maggie's skirt up so Larry could see his mother's cunt. And when Larry leaned over to feel of his mother's pussy, Linda whimpered in an erotic manner and plunged her lips onto his prick.
Maggie made a hissing sound of ecstasy as she watched Linda sucking Larry's cock, and her hand moved back between Linda's thighs to feel the moist heat of her still-covered cunt.
She watched with hot eyes the way Linda's mouth stretched about her son's cock as she sucked, and Maggie was pleased to see that Linda could take all her son's cock into her mouth as she could. She knew Larry loved to have the full length of his cock into her hot, hungry mouth.
"You have a suck," Linda said, offering Larry's prick to Maggie. "If you didn't lie to me about fucking your son, then you'll take it in your mouth so I can see."
"My son is holding my tit, isn't he?"
"Feeling don't count, Maggie," Linda said.
"Anybody can grab a feel, but that don't mean they fuck or suck on a cock, you know."
Maggie leaned forward, and, with Linda's face close, her eyes burning, she pulled her son's cock into her mouth and sucked deeply. She felt Linda lift Larry's balls and rub them at her chin. With her mouth stuffed by Larry's cock, Maggie began to fumble with the zipper on Linda's shorts. But sucking a cock and trying to undress a woman at the same time was difficult.
"Let me," Linda said in a husky voice.
Maggie, keeping her lips wrapped about her son's cock, watched from the corners of her eyes while her friend peeled her tight shorts down. The thick bush of Linda's cunt hair was beautiful and appealing, so close to her this way. As soon as Linda had her shorts and halter off, Maggie looked up to see her son sucking one of Linda's long, hard nipples. She slipped her hand between Linda's thighs, and Linda grasped her wrist. As Maggie began to suck back and forth on her son's cock, Linda drew her finger up and shoved it into her fiery wet cunt, and worked Maggie's finger in and out. But Maggie needed no assistance. She finger-fucked Linda eagerly as she sucked at her son's throbbing cock.
Then, with a sob of desire, Maggie pulled free of her son's cock and pressed her lips into the thick, silky hair of Linda's pussy. Linda spread her legs and arched her crotch forward, and Maggie swiped her tongue up and down, tasting the wetness and the hardness of Linda's clitoris. She sucked Linda's clitoris between her lips and jacked on her son's cock at the same time. But Larry was anxious, and he urged his cock to his mother's face.
As Maggie sucked her son's cock into her mouth again, she found Linda slipping to her knees, her face moving close to hers.
"Let me suck it!" Linda mewled.
Maggie released her son's cock and Linda, with a gulping sound, swallowed it. Maggie lowered her face and licked at her son's balls while Linda sucked his prick, then they switched. Linda sucked on Larry's balls as his mother sucked his cock.
They went back and forth, taking turns with his balls and prick, both of them mewling with ecstasy. They were feeling each other up, thrusting fingers into tight, wet cunts as they sucked his cock and balls.
Larry started shaking from the pleasure those two hot and hungry mouths gave him.
"He'll come soon," Linda hissed.
"Ooo, yes!" Maggie replied.
They each ran a tongue along the shaft of Larry's cock and met at the tip. They licked tongues about the swollen head of his cock, each tasting the seeping fuck juices from his piss hole. Linda kissed Maggie, then she closed her lips over the head of Larry's cock as Maggie licked up and down the hard, throbbing prickshaft.
A squeal from Linda told Maggie her son was gushing into her mouth. She felt the cock of her son throbbing against her tongue, and she licked up to taste the corner of Linda's stretched lips. Linda moved her mouth slightly, and Maggie caught a squirt of her son's come juice on her tongue.
But Linda refused to relinquish his spurting cock to Maggie. She kept her lips about the piss hole, and the best Maggie could do was to taste what escaped Linda's mouth.
"So good," Linda murmured, finally letting Maggie have the final spurt of come juice. "Ohhh, that's so fucking good, Maggie! Tasting a young cock come in my mouth causes my cunt to boil!"
"Mmmm, mine, too," Maggie agreed.
"Then maybe I better fuck a couple of cunts," Larry laughed, delighted to have the attention of his mother and Linda at the same time.
CHAPTER TEN
"You see what happens when a guy has two girls?" Linda asked Maggie. "They fuck two girls at the same time, and right away start bragging what big men they are."
"Maybe we shouldn't let him have any more ass," Maggie said, going along with teasing Larry. "Maybe we should let him jack off from now on."
"Aw, come on," Larry said. "I didn't mean anything by that."
"Now he wants to make up," Linda replied.
Maggie had removed her blouse and skirt and Larry also had stripped. Despite the fact he had come off into Linda's mouth, his cock continued to remain hard. The naked beauty of his mother and Linda helped, especially since they sat with their long legs open, the hairiness of their cunts fully revealed to him.
"You gonna eat Linda's cunt, Mom?" Larry asked with excitement. He was sitting on the floor at their feet, feeling the smooth inner thighs of both his mother and Linda, stroking the moist lips of their cunts now and then. "Are you gonna tongue-fuck Linda in her pussy, Mom?"
"Of course she is," Linda answered for Maggie.
Larry's eyes gleamed brightly as he worked a finger into his mother's cunt. He fucked it in and out a moment, then worked the finger of his other hand into Linda's pussy, finger-fucking them both at the same time.
"I need some pussy, that's for sure," he said. "My cock is still hard. Who do I get to fuck?"
"You have your choice, don't you?" Maggie smiled at her son. "Fuck either one you want. What other kid your age has such a chance?"
"None that I know about," Larry laughed. "And I'm gonna keep a secret, too. Fuck those guys-they can find their own ass."
Linda pulled Larry to the couch next to her, taking his cock in her hand and jacking him. She threw a leg over his, and, as Maggie watched, Linda stood with her legs on each side of Larry, her hairy cunt hovering above the head of his upstanding cock. With a squeal of erotic delight, Maggie quickly moved to the floor and sat on her heels in front of Larry's knees. She grasped his cock and used two fingers of her other hand to part the velvety lips of Linda's cunt. She stared with burning eyes as Linda lowered herself. Maggie found it exciting to see the hairy cunt of her friend sinking down onto her son's cock. She held Larry's prick at the base and watched those pussy lips stretch, listening to Linda's sigh of pleasure.
Seeing the hairy cunt of Linda pressing now at her fingers with Larry's cock buried all the way in, Maggie rubbed along Linda's pussy and lifted her son's balls with the other hand, pressing them against the exposed clit. Linda, with her back to Larry, her tits sweetly tight, looked down as Maggie kissed Larry's thigh, then the smoothness of hers.
"Lick his balls, Maggie," Linda urged in a hot voice. "Lick his fucking balls while I fuck him with my twat!"
"Do it, Mom!" Larry howled, trying to pump his cock up and down. "Suck on my balls while Linda fucks me, Mom!"
With a soft moan, Maggie shoved her face down and licked at her son's balls. She lapped about them, sliding a hand under to hold one cheek of his ass. Her free hand went around to hold the cheek of Linda's ass. Opening her mouth, she drew her son's balls in. Her nose pressed at the inflamed clit of Linda as Linda began to move her cunt up and down. Maggie sucked her son's balls a while, then drew back, watching Linda's cunt sliding on Larry's cock. Linda was pulling at her pussy with her hands, keeping her distended clit fully revealed to the hot eyes of Maggie.
"Lick it, Maggie," Linda urged. "Lick at my cunt while I fuck Larry! Come on, Maggie . . . lick my clitoris!"
"Suck her, Mom!" Larry yelped. "Suck her cunt while I fuck it!"
Maggie gazed into Linda's cunt, seeing those lips stretch so deliciously about her son's throbbing cock. Wetness gleamed there, on Linda's cunt lips and on her son's cock. She licked her lips, took a deep breath. Linda's cunt looked so appetizing to her, especially with her son's cock penetrating the pussy lips.
She moved her face closer, the tip of her long tongue snaking out. She flapped it about Linda's clit, making the woman shake and murmur with heat.
The erotic moment caught her.
Maggie, moaning softly now, began to slide her tongue up and down Linda's cunt and her son's cock. She tasted the slippery juices from Linda's pussy on the shaft of Larry's prick, then ran her tongue to his balls again.
It seemed as if Maggie didn't know where to lick. She ran her tongue up and down, going from her son's balls, up his cunt-wet cock and over the inflamed clit of Linda. She clutched at the ass of her son and friend, hungry to lick and taste cock and cunt and balls. Her own pussy was steaming hotly, and she was making growling sounds as she began licking frantically from balls to cunt. Linda was now bouncing up and down on Larry's cock, fucking him with soft sighs of pleasure, still peering down to watch Maggie's long tongue.
"Ooo, that feels so good, Maggie!" Linda wailed, her cunt almost flying up and down. "Ahh, suck my pussy, my clitoris! Suck Larry's balls . . . lick his cock! I'm going to fuck his hard cock off! I'm going to burn his sweet, fucking cock off with my hot, wet cunt!"
"Yes, yes!" Maggie mewled, licking frantically about her son's cock and up to Linda's cunt. "Fuck his cock off, Linda! I'll lick and suck and make both of you come!"
Maggie's face was wet with the dripping fuck juices from Linda's boiling pussy, and it sent ripples of ecstasy through her. She tried to work the tip of her tongue into Linda's cunt along with her son's cock, but of course found it impossible. She could and did taste those sweet fuck juices, though, and was anxiously looking forward to plunging her tongue into this sweet cunt at the first chance she had. If, she thought hotly, she could get her tongue up Linda's cunt before her son got his cock in it.
The way Linda was bouncing so gleefully, and the way her son squirmed his cock up and down, Maggie's face was being smacked by balls and cunt almost at the same time. And Maggie loved it, thrilled to it. Her fingers dug into her son's ass, and she clawed at Linda's rounded ass, sucking and licking with a frantic, erotic desire that seemed hotter than ever before.
"Oh, I'm about to come like a bitch!" Linda screamed, plunging her cunt up and down swiftly. "I'm going to come . . . oooo, lick me, Maggie! Suck my clitoris ... I'm coming!"
Maggie closed her lips tightly about the rigid clit and sucked hard, her tongue flaying it. She felt the tiny knotted clit as Linda convulsed, felt it throbbing in her mouth. Her son's balls were against her chin and she released his ass to grasp them tightly. She sucked at Linda's clit until she felt her son's balls writhing tightly, then she pulled her face out of the hairy pussy. She saw the base of her son's cock throbbing and, with a shove, moved Linda from her son's cock.
Maggie clamped her lips about his prick just as he started coming. She raced her face up and down, her hot lips sucking in a frenzy as the come juice spewed out of his piss hole and into her mouth. Maggie gurgled with a wet sound, ecstasy sending tremors through her. The lips of her own cunt, without being touched, suddenly flexed, and she began to come as her son's come juice filled her greedy mouth.
"You got it, Mom!" Larry shouted. "You got it just in time!"
"Yeah, damn you," Linda complained, now sprawled next to Larry. "I wanted him coming in my fucking cunt, Maggie."
With the taste of her son's come juice lingering in her mouth, Maggie laughed. "First come, first served."
"You cheated, damn it," Linda said. "You pushed me away while I was still coming, too."
"All's fair when it comes to a hard cock," Maggie laughed.
Linda looked down at Maggie. "You sure changed in a short time. I remember when you felt embarrassed wearing a bikini. Now look at you . . . tits and cunt showing right here in front of your son. I think you're a better person, Maggie."
"Only because you can suck my cunt," Maggie replied.
"There sure is a lot of fucking and sucking and cocking and all that going on lately," Larry laughed in a lewd way.
"I don't see any complaints out of you," his mother said, taking his cock and fondling his prickshaft tenderly.
"You won't, either," he replied.
Maggie, stroking her son's cock, gazed between the wide legs of Linda. The beauty of Linda's cunt caught her emotions. The lips, so sugary pink and moist, appealed to her. The fine hair along each side and the thickness of it at the top of her clit beckoned her mouth and tongue. Maggie moved her palm up the inside surface of Linda's thigh and caressed the moist pussy as her son watched with interest.
"Stick your finger in her cunt, Mom," Larry urged.
Maggie lightly touched the entrance of Linda's cunt, and slowly pressed her finger into it. The wet heat closed about her finger, and she shoved it all the way to her knuckles.
"In and out, Maggie," Linda mewled, wiggling her naked ass. "Fuck your finger in and out of my cunt."
"I'd rather use my tongue," Maggie said.
Linda scooted her ass to the edge of the couch, her legs wide. Using both hands, Linda spread her hairy cunt to the eyes of Maggie. Larry leaned over, peering at his mother's face and Linda's cunt with burning eyes.
"Eat her pussy, Mom!" he said with a thick voice. "Stick your tongue up her twat and fuck it!"
Maggie pressed her face close and ran the tip of her long tongue up and down the steamy slit of Linda's cunt. The heat and exotic taste flowed through her mouth, sending her mind reeling with desire. She shoved her tongue into the wet cunt lips, driving it deeply, her upper lips smashing the sensitive clit. As Maggie fucked her tongue in and out of Linda's cunt, she felt her son digging his fingers into her naked tits. She flashed her eyes to his and tongue-fucked her friend's cunt in a frenzy.
Linda grasped Maggie's head, grinding her cunt into her face, yelping with pleasure. Maggie licked and kissed and sucked hungrily, sliding a hand out to pump on her son's once-again throbbingly hard cock.
"Let me suck you, too!" Linda bellowed.
Maggie pulled her face away. While Linda scrambled to the floor, Maggie drew her son's mouth to hers, thrusting her tongue into it. She wiggled her tongue deep in her son's mouth and jacked on his hard cock swiftly. "There, you can have a taste of her cunt, too, darling," Maggie laughed.
Linda was pulling at Maggie. "Come on, Maggie," she was mewling. "Let's show Larry! Let's give him a show ... let him watch us tongue-fuck each other. I understand j that turns the guys on . . . two women tongue-fucking cunts."
"It will turn me on," Larry laughed eagerly.
"You're already turned on," his mother said, pulling on his cock. "Either that or I just dream this prick is hard."
Maggie found herself flat on her back, with Linda climbing on top of her. She became more excited as she watched Linda's smooth, slim thighs spreading over her face, the hairy cunt a few inches above. She felt Linda cupping the cheeks of her ass as she buried her face between Maggie's thighs. Then Linda's tongue was fucking into her cunt.
Maggie lifted her hips, arching her pussy into Linda's face, with Larry rushing from place to place, trying to see everything at once. His cock throbbed about, dripping. He leaned over to watch his mother's tongue penetrate the hair-lined cunt of Linda, and then he darted his own tongue about the creamy cheeks of Linda's ass.
Maggie, with her face pressed into Linda's cunt, could watch her son as he licked those sugary smooth ass cheeks. She felt, but could not see, when he ran his tongue about the pucker of Linda's asshole. She heard the muffled yelp of her friend against her cunt as Larry lapped the tight heat of her asshole.
When Larry pulled his face out of Linda's ass, he looked down at his mother's eyes. Maggie, with her tongue licking in and out of Linda's satiny cunt, flashed a message to her son. He understood immediately.
Maggie was holding the round cheeks of Linda's naked, shivering ass, her finger near the asshole now. Larry stood on his knees, his cock straining straight out. With one hand, Maggie took hold of her son's cock, keeping her tongue moving in and out of Linda's gripping cunt. Larry edged forward and Maggie rubbed the head of his cock about Linda's asshole.
Linda, feeling the round prickhead there, lifted her mouth out of Maggie's pussy. "What the fuck is going on back there? Is that a finger or Larry's cock trying to get in my ass?"
"I'm gonna fuck you up the ass, Linda!" Larry said in a tight voice. "I'm gonna fuck you in the ass while you two suck cunts!"
"Oh, no you don't!" Linda yelled, trying to pull her ass away.
But Maggie clung to Linda's ass, holding her hairy cunt tight into her face. She felt her son's balls rub across her forehead, then there was a scream from Linda.
Larry had shoved his cock up the tight asshole quickly.
"Owwwhhh!" Linda yelled. "You son of a bitch!"
Larry, gripping Linda's hips tightly, began to fuck into the tightness of Linda's asshole, and Maggie kept up a relentless fucking of her tongue into the clinging pussy.
"Ohhhh," Linda mewled. "Hey, that's not bad! Go on, fuck me in the ass, damn you!"
Maggie laughed into Linda's cunt, and she began to suck and lick hungrily, feeling her son's balls swing back and forth on her forehead. She lapped at the soaked cunt, darted her tongue up and licked the base of her son's cock as he fucked in and out of Linda's thoroughly stretched asshole.
When Linda had her face back into her cunt, Maggie pulled away a few inches, just far enough to watch her son's thick prick fucking into the stretching asshole of her best friend. She watched Linda's asshole clench and flex about her son's cock, watched the way his balls smacked to and fro. She opened her mouth and caught his balls, sucking them hotly as he fucked up the ass of Linda.
She tossed her own pussy into Linda's face, feeling her orgasm building high and hot inside her trembling stomach. The way Linda's tits smashed against her stomach added to the ecstasy, those hard nipples burning her flesh. Maggie lifted her legs and closed them about Linda's face, still clutching Linda's ass cheeks, keeping them wide apart for her son's cock.
The grunts from her son served to make Maggie suck and lick with greedy pleasure at the hairy cunt against her mouth. When orgasms began between her thighs, she shot her crotch hard against Linda's face. Linda, she felt, was shoving a finger up her ass, and, when the finger began to thrust in and out of her asshole, the steaming orgasms increased with power. Shoving one hand behind her son's bobbing ass, Maggie located his puckered asshole and plunged her finger into it quickly. Larry grunted, but kept up a swift fucking into Linda's asshole.
With her tongue now deep into Linda's cunt, Maggie felt the sweet lips closing tightly, then they contracted and the convulsions began. Linda was coming, and Maggie knew that part of it was from her tongue, and part of it from Linda's tongue up her cunt, and part of it because her son was fucking so wildly into her asshole. While Linda came, her own cunt clasping the wildly thrusting tongue, she felt her son's asshole squeezing her finger. Knowing her son was close to discharge, she worked her finger faster yet into his ass.
"I'm about to come!" Larry yelled, driving hard with his hips. "I'm gonna come right up your fucking asshole, Linda!"
A muffled scream came from Linda, and Maggie felt her son's asshole contracting as he spurted come juice into the heat of Linda's ass.
As her son pulled his cock free of the gripping asshole, Maggie saw how Linda's ass was clenched, as if reluctant to let go. Larry then sat at his mother's head, his legs spread out wide. Linda, breathing hard, slumped on top of Maggie, her cunt pulsating and her ass cheeks quivering. Maggie felt the heat of Linda's cunt on her chin, and she looked up at her son with a smile.
"Satisfied, darling?" she asked him. "You wanted to see me suck her cunt, and I did. Does that satisfy you, honey?"
Larry watched Linda's ass cheeks shaking, the glistening of Linda's cunt juice near his mother's chin. He laughed and nodded his head. "Seeing your tongue up her cunt makes my cock hard, Mom," he said. "But then, my cock stays hard, I guess."
Slowly, Linda rolled from atop Maggie, spreading her arms and legs out, her tits arching upwards. She lifted herself on her elbows and looked at Maggie and Larry, her eyes sparkling with happiness.
Maggie turned onto her stomach and began to kiss and lick at her son's balls and cock lovingly. As she did this, Linda fondled her rounded ass with one hand and played with her own cunt at the same time.
Larry looked past his mother's naked back, watching Linda caress those sweet ass cheeks, then turned his eyes to see her rub her sensitive clit.
"Are you two ever gonna get tired of me?" he asked.
Maggie lifted her mouth from his crotch. She sat up, and Linda sat next to her. They looked at each other, then with loud, happy squeals, wrestled him to the floor.
"Never, you hard-cocked little shit!" Linda laughed.
"Not on your life, darling," Maggie said, kissing him hotly as Linda drew his cock into her mouth. "And while Linda sucks your cock off, you're going to tongue-fuck me!"
She swung her thighs over her son's eager face. . . .
