Today the majority of middle-class, professional people maintain a respectable manner, obscuring the ferment signifying social change in which large numbers of them are engaged.
Young, educated, aware of their responsibilities to themselves and the community in which they live, they have at one time or another played important, pivotal roles in the Black Movement and Women's Liberation, helped stir reaction to the war in Indochina, and were instrumental in opening up the voting franchise to a wider spectrum of the population in the United States-first as college students in the Sixties, then as delegates to major political conventions.
This social ferment has also extended itself into the private lives of these participants, resulting in freer, more open attitudes toward sex.
Carol Hines, a divorcee, is part of this involved generation, groping her way toward more honest expression of her personality, endeavoring to manifest her sexuality without shame.
MOM'S HOT ITCH is Carol's story, one of many in today's changing society.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"P-please, get your hands off my tits!" Carol Hines wailed as she tried to push the fat, balding, fortyish man away from her twisting, slender body.
"C'mon, babe," he panted in her ear as he held her tight and tried to slip his fingers into her torn and wrinkled blouse. "I know you want my cock. I seen you watchin' my fuckin' crotch all night."
"Oh, God!" Carol moaned as the man grabbed her hand and jammed her palm against the hot, throbbing bulge between his fat legs. "Let me go, or I'll call the police!" she screamed as she twisted free of his grip and ran to the front door of her home.
"You goddamn fuckin' bitch!" he howled as she quickly unlocked the door and ran into her house. "What the. fuck you go out with me for, then? All you divorced dames are all fucked up," the man said sullenly as he finally turned around and walked back to his car.
"God, God, God!" Carol whispered hoarsely as she slammed the door behind her and flipped the latch. She leaned against the wall and peered into the darkened room, panting wildly as she tried to catch her breath. It was another disastrous date, the third this week! And this was supposed to be computer dating! Well, the machine must have sprung a wire or something. She'd told the computer people that she wanted a man of higher education. This one must have been educated in the sewers of Pittsburgh! All he could talk about was how great his cock was, and how all the girls couldn't get enough of his hot jizz! And this was in a restaurant!
"Christ!" she moaned, feeling more relaxed and calm. Carol brushed back her long, black hair and started walking toward the liquor cabinet. After tonight's war with a live Neanderthal, she needed a stiff belt of gin to help steady her nerves.
I wonder if I did the right thing divorcing Sam, Carol thought as she shakily poured herself a tall glass of gin. It had been over a year since she threw her former husband out the front door. Carol had had enough of his fucking around the neighborhood. Every time she walked down the street, she could hear other women whispering behind her back about Sam's latest escapade. Carol was getting tired of getting phone calls in the middle of the night from women who wondered where her husband was-and she didn't even know!
"Ummmmm," Carol sighed contentedly as she felt her tits and cunt glow warm as the alcohol started taking effect. She walked slowly over to the living room couch and sat down, unbuttoning her blouse and hiking up her skirt. This was going to be one of those many nights when the old finger would have to take care of her twitching pussy.
"Ohhhhh!" Carol groaned hotly as she set her drink on the coffee table and leaned back. She closed her eyes and splayed her trembling legs, sliding her right hand slowly up her glowing, creamy thighs until she touched the black cunt hairs on her hot mound.
"Sam," Carol whispered aloud involuntarily as she spread her hot, fat cuntlips apart and sanded the top of her blood-engorged, reddened clit with her forefinger. Sam hadn't been much of a husband and even less of a father to her two boys. But he was better than nothing. Besides, when he was home, he'd make her forget about his screwing around in the sack.
"AHHH!" Carol cried as she felt her steamy cuntal walls clamp tight against her invading fingers. She jammed her knees together and hiked them up in the air as she wriggled her fingers frenziedly in her hot hole. Her ass bounced against the creaking couch as she fingered herself quickly to orgasm. Carol thought of her former husband's black, hairy chest and how the hairs used to scrape her tough, brown nipples as he slid his muscular body over her reddening skin. She remembered his big, hot sweaty balls as they slapped against her quivering cuntlips with every forward fuck-thrust.
"AIYEEEE!" Carol shrieked as she felt her cuntal muscles grip her hand, then relax, then grip her hand more tightly than before. Her wrist shook with passion as it was bathed in a river of steamy cunt juice. Carol kept Sam's thickly-veined, twelve-inch cunt-plugger in mind as she felt her pussy shoot off with a big, brain-ripping come.
"AHHHH! WAWWWWWHHHHHH!" she groaned, feeling her tits scraping angrily against her starchy bra. She was coming-not the kind of climax she'd been hoping for, but the old finger method was better than nothing.
Carol scraped her rumbling cuntal walls for several minutes, tweaking her beating clit teasingly until she'd milked all the spasms she could out of it.
"Oh, well," she said, sighing deeply as she pulled her glistening fingers out of her violated fuck tunnel and swallowed another drink of gin.
"Ummmmm," Carol groaned as she felt the alcohol slide easily down her throat. The smell of her own cunt juice on her hand was turning her on again. That did it! She had to have a man soon! She just couldn't go on fingering herself off every night after she fought off some creep a few minutes before.
Suddenly Carol heard Willie's car pull in the drive. He must have left the basketball game early. She glanced up at the wall clock and saw that it was only eleven. Usually her oldest son wasn't home until at 'east midnight or one after one of those big varsity games.
Got to air out this room, Carol said to herself as she pulled down her skirt, put the drink back on the coffee table and buttoned up her blouse. She could smell the heavy, acrid odor of cunt juice as it hung invitingly in the air. Carol was sure that Willie would pick it up and wonder what had been going on in the room. Kids these days were a lot smarter and more aware than they were twenty years ago. Willie was seventeen, a senior in high school; and Carol had the sneaking suspicion that he was already quite a man of the world.
Oh God! Here I go again! Carol thought as Willie came up the walk. She felt her snatch contract and her tits fire up and twitch as she watched her oldest son climb the stairs to the front porch. She hated to admit it, but Willie was the man she wanted between her legs. Her own son! Carol had been trying to fight that feeling that gripped her pussy every time Willie walked by her. But she'd given up months ago. Now all she could do was moan softly as she felt every nerve ending in her steaming snatch reach out and beg for Willie's prick.
"Hi, Mom! A little hot inside?" the brown-haired boy asked as Carol threw open the front window.
"Just a little," Carol said, smiling gently at her son as she tried to steady her cold, shaking fingers. "How was the game?"
"Oh, nothing much," Willie said, stopping on the top stair and leaning against the handrail. "We lost, and that's about all there is to tell."
Goddamn it! Carol screeched mentally as she felt her snatch fire up like a nuclear reactor. Willie was swarthy normally. And since he'd been going to the beach lately, he looked almost black. He was the spitting image of Sam-dark and hairy. The deeply tanned skin partially hid the thick matting of black, wiry hair that covered his entire body. Carol knew it did. Once she'd peeked in the bathroom while Willie was showering and saw his thick, muscular body gleaming and glistening with water droplets as he soaped down his balls. Massive, thick, dark curls dangled playfully over Willie's forehead. Carol closed her eyes for a second and imagined her fingers running through her son's thick hair while she wrapped her trembling legs around his powerful thighs and bucked up against his jerking groin.
"Not feeling well, Mom?" Willie asked.
"Uh, no. I mean, yes. I mean-well, I'm okay. Just a little shaky from that-date," Carol said, noticing that Willie's eyes narrowed angrily as she mentioned the word "date."
"I told you, you've got to stop going around with strangers," he said, shifting his eyes down slightly and noticing for the first time that her u blouse was torn. "I suppose that whoever Mr. Wonderful was tonight did that, right?" Willie said, pointing at the tear in her blouse.
"Well, at least I got away," Carol said, flushing red as she laughed nervously.
"You might not be so lucky next time," Willie said as he pushed away from the handrail and walked sulkily into the house.
"Oh, come on, Willie. Don't-, " Carol started to say. But her son shrugged her off and stalked up the stairs.
"I'm just glad that Bobby isn't here to see his mother passed around like some kind of cheap piece of meat!" Willie said as he slammed the door angrily behind him.
"Willie!" Carol cried out, running to the stairway and shouting up to him.
"Damn it!" she said, curling her fingers up tightly into a fist and pounding the wall in frustration. Nothing was going right for her lately. Her own son was turning against her. Her dates were about as appealing as malaria. Even her new job at the furniture store as a saleswoman was growing stale. Willie was right. She was glad that Bobby was away at her mother's farm up north. Maybe she could get her act together by the time he'd get back next week.
"Damn!" Carol cried out again. Her pussy ached in frustration. The alcohol, the presence of Willie and the fight had steamed up her cunt so much that she was ready to run up the stairs, kick in the bedroom door and clamp her lips on Willie's dick.
"Nooooo!" Carol said, closing her eyes tightly as she turned around and stumbled across the living room. She couldn't believe that she was thinking thoughts like that. Fucking her own son! Had she finally sunk down that low? "Oh, God!" Carol moaned as she unlocked the door and threw it open. The cool night air felt good around her flushed face as she walked across the porch and down the front steps. She had to get away from the house for a few minutes. Her mind was spinning around too quickly for her to think straight. She needed the cool night air to help slow it down.
"Something wrong, Mrs. Hines?" Carol heard someone ask.
"Who's there?" Carol asked nervously, spinning around and peering into the dark.
"It's Ben, next door. Ben Walker, Mrs. Hines," the boy said sheepishly as he walked out of the shadows up to her.
"Oh, Ben. Well, Bobby isn't back yet from his grandmother's," Carol said a little impatiently. She'd wanted to be alone and didn't want to pass time with her youngest son's best friend.
"Oh, I'm not wondering about Bobby. I was just out walking Rinny, my dog, when I heard some yelling in your house. I thought you might need some help or something," he said, peering at her.
Damn! Did the whole neighborhood hear? Carol wondered as she stared back at the boy. As Carol's eyes gradually got used to the dark, she was aware that the boy was fingering an increasingly bulging hard-on that was swelling the crotch of his already tight jeans. Normally Carol would have walked away. But the booze, Willie's rejection and the night air were having their effects on Carol's cunt. Her clit began to itch and tingle until her nerve endings in her pussy were rubbed raw. She could feel her crotch hairs dampen as her excited snatch emitted a trickle of hot cunt juice. It oozed through her black pussy hair, running its way down the inside of her right thigh.
"Well, you don't have to worry. Everything's fine," Carol said as she tried to look away from Ben's groin.
"Uhhh, Mrs. Hines," the boy began. He still stood in front of her, the thumb of his right hand hooked under his belt while his right forefinger and index finger slid slowly across the tip of that noticeable bulge in his pants. Carol swallowed hard. She realized that the boy wasn't going to let her get away so easily.
"Ben, I've got to be getting to bed," Carol said, suddenly realizing how the boy might take it.
"That's what I'm talkin' about," he said, smiling slyly at her.
"What?" Carol almost shouted in surprise. She couldn't believe that this normally shy boy was turning suddenly into some kind of over-sexed stud. She knew that kids today were more aggressive than they were before. But raping your best friend's mother? That still sounded bizarre, even by today's standards.
"Oh, come on, Mrs. Hines. The whole neighborhood knows that you've been after cock for a long time now, ever since you threw your husband out," the boy said hotly as he rubbed his fingers more quickly across his stiffened cock.
"That's not true," Carol said, clenching her fingers into tight fists as she wondered how the neighborhood knew.
"Come on, Mrs. Hines. I'm not going to do anything weird. I just want to-to-, " the boy said, hesitatingly.
Carol smiled. This was probably his first time, or close to it at any rate. Suddenly she felt flattered. Carol placed her hand on his cheek. He looked at her pleadingly. She felt hypnotized by his restless blue eyes, those long, thick lashes, his swimmer's build and his broad shoulders. She felt her cunt spasm and contract as Ben wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her tightly against him.
"Not here. Not on the front lawn!" Carol giggled as she pushed him away and took the boy by the hand. "In my back yard. We've got that row of bushes just behind the garden," Carol whispered as she glanced up at WHlie's room. Her son was still up, probably brooding about her latest escapade. She felt a new kind of thrill run through her body. The idea of fucking her youngest son's friend almost under the window of her oldest son's bedroom made her tits and pussy twitch violently.
"Where are we going?" Ben hissed behind her.
"Shhhh!"
They crept across the big back yard toward a row of five-foot high bushes that formed the back border to a rectangular flower garden. "Right here," Carol said as she rounded the end of the bushes.
"Fine by me," Ben said as he reached down and pulled his T-shirt over his head. Then he started unbuttoning his Levi's. Carol watched as the boy's stiffening cock sprang loose from his opened fly.
"Ohhhh, God! I want your prick jammed up me!" Carol said almost deliriously as she unbuttoned her blouse with her shaking hands.
"Tits! I want to see those big tits of yours," Ben whispered huskily.
Carol smiled. She was glad to know that her body appealed to at least one kid in the neighborhood. She was thirty-five, but she'd kept in shape. No sagging tits or belly; no stretch marks, wrinkles or graying hair. Carol always thought of herself as having a body of a sixteen-year-old and the experience of a mature, sensual woman.
"You asked for them," Carol said softly as she thunderous boobs flew into the air and slapped down on her heaving chest.
"Gosh!" Ben said, his eyes opening wide as Carol's mammoth tits heaved up and down with every breath.
"And if you think you've seen everything-, " Carol said as she reached down and unzipped her skirt. Ben glued his eyes on the large, dark wet spot that was growing on the crotch of her panties. "Ummmm," Carol groaned as she slid her hands down her panting belly until they disappeared under the tight elastic waistband. The boy milked his throbbing dong with his right hand as Carol rubbed the hot, fat, slippery edges of her cuntlips together.
"Touch me!" she begged. Carol stared at his body. It was completely smooth and hairless except for his crotch. There, a forest of thickly matted blond hair bushed above his hefty cock that twitched violently. She was glad that a boy of fourteen could be that hung!
"I, uh-, " Ben hesitated.
"Have you ever fucked a woman before?" Carol asked huskily as she knelt down on the grass in front of the boy.
"N-n-no, Mrs. Hines," Ben admitted embarrassedly, shifting his feet uneasily.
Carol stared at his cock. It was large and thick with a long thick vein that ran from the base to the flanged head. She felt her pussy walls rub against one another like two pieces of flint, sparking crazily while drops of pre-cum oozed from the boy's expanding piss-slit.
"Fuck me!" Carol moaned hoarsely, squeezing her ass-cheeks together excitedly.
"I don't know how!" Ben moaned hopelessly.
"Just kneel down here," Carol said as she sat down on the grass and spread her legs.
Ben moved between her legs and stared at her helplessly. Carol smiled gently, then reached forward and wrapped her fingers around Ben's throbbing cock.
"Oh, slut! I'll come if you do that!" he cried out as he closed his eyes and jerked his slender hips forward.
"Easy, Ben. Just relax," Carol said gently as she thought her heart was going to rip through her rib cage. Here she was, about to fuck the kid next door when she couldn't get a decent fuck all year from anyone else. How hard she'd tried and there was a hot prick waiting for her snatch only a few feet away! "Just he down on the ground and I'll take care of you."
Ben looked at her with frightened and excited eyes. A strange feeling of power and sexual thrill shot through her body. It made Carol want to fuck and suck Ben as long as she could. If this was really his first experience with a woman, she was going to make sure that he'd never forget it.
"What are you DOING?" Ben asked as Carol brushed back her hair and leaned down until her lips were level with his spasming cockhead. She stared at the purple head and the beads of juice that were oozing freely now from his cock slit. She licked her lips in excited anticipation.
"Just priming the pump," Carol said as she parted her lips and slid her mouth over the young boy's jerking, leaking cock.
"UNNNGHHHHH!" Ben groaned, arching his hips high in the air and digging his head into the grass as his body bucked with delight.
Carol felt her clit jerk wildly in time to Ben's spasming cock which bounced against her wriggling tongue. She moved her tongue around the top and bottom of his cockhead, sucking at the same time. Carol thought of her son Willie in his bedroom. Maybe he was jacking off now, running his thick, powerful fingers up and down his hard, hairy rod. How she wanted to sink her mouth over that prick! How she wanted to reach down and slide her hands over Willie's hairy, hanging balls and feel his hot jizz boiling against his leathery fuck sacs. But Ben was better than nothing. Besides, she liked the boy's uninhibited reaction to her sucking. Carol stuck her fingers between her fat cuntlips and strummed her quivering clit.
"JEEESUS!" Ben groaned, thrashing his arms wildly in the cool night air.
Carol pulled away, moving her lips down to nibble at Ben's, taut little, balls. They were covered with a fine blond down that invited tasting. She stuck out her tongue and slid it under his sacs, popping them into her mouth and caressing the wrinkled undersides with her wagging tongue.
"OHHHH, NOOOOO!" Ben screamed, bucking and thrashing as he tried to break away from Carol's persistent cocksucking.
"Come on, Ben. I don't want to do all the work. Come on, grab hold of my tits," Carol urged. The boy opened his eyes and stared at her boobs. The hard, taut nipples brushed against the stiff blades of grass as she licked her tongue teasingly at the rippled underside of the boy's purple prickhead. "Oh, my God, feel those tits!" Carol moaned as she inched upward and swayed her body from side to side. Her tight brown nipples dragged lightly across Ben's smooth, heaving, sweaty chest.
"Tits! Tits!" Ben repeated dreamily as he ran his fingers across her spongy, hot boobs.
"Squeeze 'em. Squeeze my tits and nipples," Carol moaned as she closed her eyes and felt the boy's fingers travel across her tits.
Ben did as he was told, and noticed that every time he pinched the hard brown nipple flesh between his fingers, Carol's crotch fluttered and a fresh torrent of cunt juice seeped out from between her reddened, swollen cuntlips and fell on his jerking leg.
"Wow, you're, really a hot bitch," he said as he con tinned, to milk. her. swaying boobs.
"Shhhh!" Carol suddenly warned as she dropped on top of Ben's thrashing body.
"What's wrong?" the boy hissed as Carol peered through one of the bushes.
"Somebody's out there," Carol said nervously. She saw a man walking slowly through the back yard. At first she couldn't make him out. Then she realized that it was Willie!
"My God!" she whispered. How could she explain her position with Ben if he walked any further back? He seemed to be looking for something. Then she realized that he was probably looking for her. Willie probably wanted to apologize-maybe he even wanted to-no! That couldn't be! She shook her head violently from side to side, trying to wipe the thought out of her mind.
"Mom?" the boy called out quietly.
Carol felt her snatch ripple deliciously as she heard Willie's voice.
"Mom?" he called out again.
"What are we going to do?" Ben asked nervously.
"Shhhh!" Carol whispered angrily, reaching down and squeezing the boy's cock gently as a warning. She watched Willie pace the back yard several times before he shrugged and walked back into the house.
"Whew! That was a close call," Ben said as he wiped the sweat off his forehead.
"Yes," Carol said absently. She didn't know whether or not she should go on with the fucking. All at once she wanted to give Ben up and run into the house to talk with Willie. Even if she couldn't fuck him-there was that thought again! She couldn't drive it out of her mind. Carol decided that unless she got some pussy relief quick, she'd never be able to talk to Willie without thinking about the heavy, hot pecker that he had buried in his Jockey shorts.
"Is something wrong?" Ben asked as he started fingering her titties again.
"No. I just want to make sure that Willie's back inside before we get going again," Carol said as she pushed herself back up and started to suck the boy's cock again.
CHAPTER TWO
"Yessss, yesssss!" Carol hissed as she bounced up and down, feeling Ben's cock slap against her thighs as he continued to stroke and squeeze her nipples. He started increasing the pressure on her tit tips gradually until she almost cried out in pain.
"Too much!" she panted, slapping his hands away.
"God! God!" Ben moaned.
Carol opened her eyes and smiled gently at him. She was glad that he was catching on so quickly.
"Fuck, I want to rub my cock between your tits," Ben said.
"Why not?' Carol answered sinking lower onto his body until her tits sank onto either side of his jerking cock.
"Let m-me do it," Ben whispered nervously.
Carol smiled and let him take over. She felt his hands move in from the side, pushing her tits against his cock. She felt as if someone had stuck a burning candle between her tits as Ben started hunching his hips, driving his spasming cock up and down between her boobs.
"OHHHH, SHHHHIIITTTT!" the boy groaned, closing his eyes and tossing his ass-cheeks faster and faster into the air. At the same time, Carol began fingering his balls, rolling them back and forth from hand to hand. She pulled and tugged at the smooth, young wrinkled flesh. She wanted to tear herself away from the hot, cum-slicked cock that was sliding between her itching tits and wrap her mouth around the boy's boiling balls.
"God, I could do this all night!" Ben moaned and gasped with excitement.
"Maybe," Carol panted, pulling away reluctantly. "But I don't want you to shoot this way. You'd just waste it all, especially when I've got a cunt that's waiting for hot jizz."
Before Ben could protest, Carol had slipped completely away and rolled back on the grass, throwing her legs in the air and wriggling her smooth, creamy ass-cheeks at him.
"Oh, Christ! I don't know," Ben said nervously. He riveted his eyes on the gaping, dark red gash surrounded by juice-matted cunt hairs. Carol's puffy cuntlips were stretched and engorged with blood. They ached and begged to be touched.
"Please," Carol pleaded. She was being patient now, but didn't know how long she could keep from screeching. "Oh, God, come on! I'll tell you what the hell to do!"
"But-, " Ben protested.
"Suck me off! Oh, God!" Carol cried, feeling her clit throb wildly at the mention of the word "suck". "Uhhh, just clamp your mouth over my snatch. Lick on it. See this?" Carol asked, moving her hand around her quivering thigh until she felt the tip of her forefinger touch the top edge of her erect clit. "UNNNGHHHHH!" Carol said, hunching up as she felt her miniature organ spark with sexual electricity. "See what happens when something touches that thing there? You just move your tongue over it and see what I do."
Carol felt like she was telling someone how to operate a mechanical doll. But boys had to learn how to fuck somewhere. Better from her, than from some syphilitic madame in a downtown cat house.
"Yeah," Ben said hotly as he bent down and pushed his curly head between her sweaty, quivering thighs. He nuzzled through the tight curls on her cunt and opened his mouth wide.
"ARRRGHHHH!" Carol screamed, arching her hips up and burying Ben's nose deep in her pussy.
"Wow!" Ben said as he backed off to watch Carol thrash and hump on the grass.
"Ohhh, don't go," Carol moaned, reaching between her flailing legs and digging her fingertips into Ben's head. Before the boy could say anything, Carol had jammed his head back into her snatch, shoving his mouth onto her pussy.
"OHHHH, NOOO!" Carol screamed as she felt his mouth close over her hot snatch. Ben didn't know exactly what to do at first. But soon he was tonguing her pussy like a pro. His teeth sank into her fleshy cuntlips as his tongue snaked crazily up her cunt. Carol was twisting and groaning like a lizard in heat. She clamped her legs tightly behind his neck, trapping him tightly against her crotch as she jabbed her cunt again and again against his face like a hot, wet battering ram.
"UNNNGHHHH! SUCK IT! OHHH, NOOO! STICK YOUR T-T-TONGUE-ARRRGHHHH! YESSSS! YESSSSS!" she screamed.
"MMMMGFFFFF!" the boy responded, stroking his throbbing cock as he went back to his attack on Carol's spasming pussy. He jabbed his tongue in and out of her juicing cunt until Carol thought her clit would throb and rip loose. She felt his thick, hot, wet tongue sanding over the throbbing organ until she screamed that she was going to come.
"DON'T! OH GOD, DON'T DO THAT! FUCKIN' JEEESUS, I'M GONNA COME THAT WAY!" Carol screeched, hunching her hips high in the air as she tried to keep the orgasm buried deep in her gut.
"God, feel my cock," Ben groaned, pulling his lips away from her cunt and inching upward slightly. Carol wrapped her fingers around the boy's prick, running them lightly up and down the throbbing shaft. She trailed her hand across the boy's swollen, purple cockhead, moistening her fingers with drops of juice, then used the jizz as a lubricant to increase the pleasure of her massaging.
"NOOOOO!" Ben moaned, twisting his hips up and inching forward even more. Carol saw that the boy was positioning himself for the traditional fuck. That was fine with her. God only knows, she'd been wanting any kind of fuck ever since Sam left. This missionary position would be more than she'd dreamed of for the past six weeks.
"FUCK MEEEE!" Carol cried desperately as she tossed and thrashed on the damp, cool grass. "Stick your big cock in me! Oh, God, jam that prick up my cunt. DO IT TO MEEEE!" Carol begged as she felt his cockhead into her cunt hairs.
"Lie still," Ben said as he looked down in fascination at what was about to happen. He saw her trembling, swollen, reddened cuntlips pull apart. He felt a rush of hot, humid air flow over his cockhead as he positioned his cock for the initial plunge.
"Now!" he cried, thrusting his hips forward. Carol closed her eyes and smiled as she felt Ben's prick sink into her flesh, pushing at the trembling walls of her cunt. Her pussy walls were closing around the thick, long shaft, squeezing, crushing, trying to milk the cum from his balls.
"YESSS! YESSSS! ARRGHHHH! FUUUU-CCCCKKKK MMMMEEEE!" Carol moaned, meeting the boy's thrusts with bucks of her own.
"GOD! GOD! NNNNGGHHHHH!" Ben groaned, slamming his cock harder and faster into her pussy. At the same time he lowered his head, running his tongue up her naked belly and straight into the crevice between her tits. Carol felt his tongue slurping up and down her heaving chest and bouncing tits while his prick slid faster and faster, in and out of her squishing cunt.
"OH GOD! GOD, PUSSY!" Ben groaned, closing his eyes and swirling his hips to make his cock churn as much as possible in her sucking snatch.
"MORE! MORE! MORE!" Carol begged desperately as she felt that familiar knot building in her gut. She'd forgotten how delicious fucking was. Her entire body seemed to float in air as bolts of sexual electricity shot through her clit and twitching nipples. Ben's cock rubbed and crushed her clit as his balls banged against her stretched, swollen pussy lips. Every nerve ending in her body screamed for relief and release. For the first time in a long time Carol felt herself rocketing toward a climax that would just about blow off the hairs on her snatch.
"MORE! I WANT MORE!" Carol moaned, flinging her arms around the young boy's back and locking her hands behind his head. She beat her heels against his hunching back as she felt Ben's cock throbbing in her cunt. She wanted to keep it there forever. Her clit spasmed wildly as the boy tossed his head from side to side.
"JEEESUS! I THINK PM COMING!" Ben screamed as he pushed his smooth ass up high, then thrust downward violently. Her cunt was boiling with juice and heat, and her clit was rubbed to a violent climax. All she needed was that warning. Carol flew over the edge.
"N-N-NOOOOO!" Carol groaned. She was full of cock, stuffed with the boy's young meat from her cuntlips to her womb. Her asshole quivered with excitement as she felt Ben's cock swell and throb out of control.
"Now! Now!" he groaned, closing his eyes tightly as his body trembled violently.
Carol met his attacks with thrusts of her own. Then she felt something hot and sticky spatter over her trembling cuntal walls. She could tell from the regular beating rhythm of Ben's cock that he was firing his load into her snatch.
"UNNNGHHHHH! WAWWWWWHHHHH! UUUNNNGHHHH!! " the boy moaned, digging his fingers hard into her sides.
"ARRRGHHHH! AIYYYYEEEEE! WAWWWW-HHHH!" Carol answered him as she felt his cum bubbling up and spilling out from between her shuddering cuntlips. They thrashed and jerked against one another, spitting out incoherent obscenities as spasm after spasm of pleasure ripped through their heaving, grinding bodies.
"NNNNNGGGG! Nnnnnghhhh!" Ben cried as he fired the last hot, thick wad of teen-age cum into Carol's sucking cunt. The young boy collapsed on top of her heaving body as Carol reached around his smooth ass-cheeks and dug her fingers into his ass. She wanted to swallow him up completely in her snatch! She hadn't had a come like that for what seemed like ages. Carol wanted to keep this boy in her pocket to take out and use whenever she felt horny.
"Ohhh, you learn fast," she finally said after she'd managed to catch her breath.
"I've got good teachers," Ben said, looking up at her.
"Well, there's a lot more to learn than just this kind of fucking," Carol said, winking slyly at him as she squeezed her cuntal muscles gently around his still-embedded prick.
"I think you'll find me a good student," Ben said, winking back at her as he gave her nipple a long but gentle pinch.
"Mmmmm, maybe so, but I think you'd better get back in the house. Your folksll wonder where you've been," Carol said, reluctantly sliding out from under the boy!
"Oh, I'll just tell them I'm chasing Rinny," Ben said, trying to steady himself as he pulled on one leg of his Levi's.
"By the way, where is your dog?" Carol asked curiously as she flipped her tits back into her halter. so
"Shit! He's gone!" Ben cried out, zipping his pants quickly and running out of the backyard.
Carol laughed as she pulled her skirt up over her juice-saturated panties. He's still a boy, she thought, buttoning her blouse and peeking through the bushes to see if Willie was looking out the window. He's still up, she thought as she crept out into the back yard and walked around to the front door. As she turned the corner, she saw her son sitting on one of the lawn chairs on the porch.
"Oh! I didn't know you were still up," Carol said as she saw Willie staring hotly at her.
"What was Ben doing back there," Willie said, pointing to the back yard.
"Oh, just looking for his dog. I was back there and saw him prowling around. We just talked for a few minutes, then he left," Carol said guiltily. She was glad that it was dark, Willie wouldn't be able to see the guilt that plastered itself on her face.
"Sure, sure," Willie said sullenly. "You know, I don't get what's with you lately," he almost yelled.
Carol was taken back by his sudden anger, and she felt her own anger rising.
"Is that any way to talk to your mother?" she asked as she walked around to the front steps and started to climb up to the porch.
"My mother? You sure don't act like one, the way you're parading around the neighborhood with all those weirdoes you go out with," Willie almost shouted. Carol stopped on the top step and looked around nervously. She hoped all the neighbors were asleep.
"I can't help that," she whispered hoarsely. "I'm a normal woman, Willie. You've got to understand that. I just can't go into some convent like a nun now that I'm not with your father any more."
"I know that!" he said, getting up from the chair and approaching her. Willie stopped only inches from her face and breathed unevenly on her forehead.
"Oh!" Carol cried, backing away slightly as she felt her pussy ripple in sympathy with her son's panting.
"But what you choose to go out with! Shit, most women wouldn't even spit on," Willie said, clenching his fingers into fists and banging the porch railing hard with both hands.
"Willie!" Carol cried.
"And then this!" the boy said, pointing at the back yard. "You've got to go out and troll for the boys in the neighborhood?" Willie cried angrily.
"What are you talking about?" she said softly as she felt her knees give way under her.
"You don't think I don't know what's been going on behind those bushes for the past few minutes?" Willie said, narrowing his eyes as he stared at his mother.
"Oh, my God!" Carol said, putting her hands over her mouth and backing down the stairs in horror. So, he had seen them!
"I went back there. I thought I heard some moaning or something. My God, I could hear that even when my window was shut! Then I saw you lying on top of Ben through the bushes. I pretended not to see, but I did," Willie said, his voice breaking with emotion at the end of the sentence.
"Willie. Honey, I'm sorry, but-, " Carol began.
"Just get away from me," the boy said as he ran down the stairs.
"Willie-wait, I can explain-I," Carol started to say. But the boy had already brushed by her toward his car. Carol started after him. Her pussy tightened like a screwing vise as she watched Willie throw open the car door and jump in. Her son's apparent jealousy told her that he was interested in her in more ways than just as a son's concern for his mother's reputation.
"Get away from me!" Willie cried out as he started the car and began backing it down the drive.
"Don't go out like that. My God, you'll kill yourself," Carol cried out desperately as she watched her son screech out of the drive onto the street.
"I don't care anymore," Willie yelled as he sped down the street.
Carol watched despairingly as he turned the comer and headed for downtown Los Angeles. She "anted to get into her car and follow him. But Carol had no idea where he was going. Probably to pick up some cunt and take out his frustrations on her. Carol sighed and walked back into the house. She closed the door slowly behind her, and realized that she'd been closer to getting Willie's prick up her snatch than she realized. And now it was all gone. God only knows when her son was going to get back. And when he did, how would he treat her.
"OHHH!" Carol moaned as she climbed the stairs slowly to her bedroom. She'd never felt this low and rejected before in her life.
* * *
It was three hours later when something woke Carol. She heard the front door opening.
"Who's there?" she called nervously.
"Willie?" Carol called in a small, terrified voice.
"Yeah, it's Willie," her son slurred out downstairs.
Carol sighed with relief. She glanced over at her alarm clock and saw that it was two-thirty. From the sound of his voice, Carol guessed that he'd been drinking. She rolled out of bed and went to the bathroom, pulling on her red bathrobe and tying it tightly around her waist before she started to climb down the stairs to the living room.
"Are you all right?" Carol asked as she reached the first landing and saw Willie's muscular form leaning against the far wall.
"What do you think?" Willie asked drunkenly as he stumbled to the foot of the stairs and looked up at her.
"I'm going to put on some coffee," Carol said in a business-like tone as she started down the stairs.
"Don't come near me," Willie said, backing away clumsily.
"Well, how can I get to the kitchen if I can't get near you?" Carol asked. God, she wanted to throw her arms around her son and press her stiff nipples against his muscular broad chest. She wanted to press her slender legs against his crotch and massage the head of his long, thick prick while she told him that everything would be fine. Now, all she could do was act like Mollie Goldberg and play the concerned mother.
"Just don't bother coming down at all," Willie said, laughing softly to himself.
"Well, I'm not going to let you stumble around the house all night in that condition," Carol said, continuing to climb down the stairs.
"Damn it, didn't you hear me?" Willie almost screamed as he stepped to the foot of the stairs. Carol clutched her tits protectively as she saw her son's eyes sparkle with hatred and what appeared to be uncontrollable lust. For the first time in her life, she was afraid of her own son. Carol realized that in this condition, Willie might do anything to her.
"All right, all right!" Carol said, backing up the stairs slowly. Her hands shook with terror as she continued to watch her son carefully. "I'm going back up."
"Go back to that fuckin' bed of yours. God knows how many cocks you've sucked up there before," Willie screamed, his voice growing louder and higher.
"I'm going," Carol repeated. She saw that he was working himself up. She saw that if he kept shouting at her, he'd probably go over the edge.
"Get back to that fuckin' bed, you fuckin' whore! Cunt! Bitch! You goddamn fuckin' cocksuckin' bitch! You go after every fuckin' prick in the city, but you-, " Willie started to say, then gagged suddenly.
"My God!" Carol cried. She'd finally heard what she wanted to hear, but not under the circumstances she wanted. Willie had just about admitted to her that he wanted her pussy. She knew that he wanted to finish the sentence with "but you don't pay any attention to what's at home'.
"Okay. So now you know," Willie said softly. Carol felt her hair standing on end as she watched a strange, crooked smile snake across her son's lips.
"What are you going to do?" Carol asked as Willie started up the steps.
"What do you think?" he answered, squeezing his crotch. "If you can give it to every goddamn mother fucker in the city, I can't see why you can't give it to your own son."
"Don't, Willie," Carol pleaded, backing up to the top of the stairs. She wanted her son's prick so badly she could taste it. But she didn't want it this way. She could smell the alcohol on Willie's breath as he inched closer to her. "Just leave me alone."
Willie stopped for a second on the stairs and looked hard at her. Then he broke out into hard, uncontrollable laughter.
"What's so funny?" Carol asked.
"Y-you. Y-y-you're playin' the f-f-fuckin' virgin, and I know fuckin' well you probably lost your cherry at two," Willie said, holding tightly onto the handrail for support.
"Get away from me," Carol said, turning away in disgust and heading toward her bedroom. She decided that the best way to calm him down was to act disinterested in this whole scene. She'd wait until morning. Then, if he felt the same way about her as he does now, she'd be more than willing to spread her cuntlips apart for his prick.
"Don't you turn your back on me," Willie howled like a crazy man behind her. There was something in his voice that made Carol wheel around just as she walked into her bedroom. She saw her son careening down the hallway, heading for her like a diesel engine out of control.
"Don't!" she cried, slamming the door and locking it just as her son crashed against it.
"Let me in!" Willie called from behind the door, "LEMME IN!" he screamed, kicking the door with his right foot. Carol backed away from the rattling door as her son continued to slam against it. She fell onto the bed just as the lock gave way and the door flew open, banging loudly against the wall.
CHAPTER THREE
"Get out!" Carol screamed at Willie as he leered at her.
"In a couple hours, maybe," Willie said as he stared at Carol's exposed cuntlips. When she fell onto the bed, her robe had fallen open, revealing her big tits and twitching pussy lips. "I'd kill for that cunt," Willie said huskily as he leaped at her.
"Don't!" Carol cried out, rolling to one side of the bed as Willie crashed down inches away from her.
"Fuck, I'm gonna strip down and take care of an itch that's been buggin' me for months," Willie said as he ripped the robe off his mother's shoulders.
"UHHHH!" Carol cried out as she felt her son's arm lock around her neck and pull her down to the mattress.
"I-unnng hhhhffff!" Carol cried out as Willie pinned her arms down to the bed and rolled on top of her. She felt his cold, rough Levi's digging against her sensitive skin as he clamped his thick, hot, sensuous lips on hers and drove his tongue deep into her mouth. In seconds, she felt her pussy firing up as she fought back with her tongue, spearing hers into his mouth as she started to hunch her snatch against the hot, throbbing bulge that protruded against his fly.
"Jesus!" Willie gasped as he pulled away from his mother and rolled off the bed. Carol smiled at him as she watched her son try to regain his balance. "I want that pussy," Willie slurred huskily as he tore off his shirt.
"OHHHH!" Carol moaned as she saw his hairy chest heave up and down with lust. She felt her stiffened nipples twitch and quiver in excitement as she imagined how his hairy body would feel grinding and sliding over hers.
"Now, for this," Willie moaned huskily as he fumbled with the snaps of his Levi's. Carol almost screamed with frustration as she watched Willie try unsuccessfully to unsnap his pants. "Fuck!" he finally cried, taking his fly and pulling it roughly apart. Two metal snaps flew into the air as his Levi's pulled apart.
"UNNGHHH!" Carol moaned as she watched her son's prick fly out of the confines of his pants and dangle in the air. She could feel the intense sexual heat radiate out from the dark red, hairy prick as Willie's cock twitched and throbbed with excitement. Carol felt her pussy walls rumble with anticipation as she watched the knotty veins that circled the boy's prick pulse wildly. His cock hairs bristled with sexual electricity, while his low-hanging, hairy fuck sacs jounced with every upward jerk of his prick.
"Ohhhh, fuck meeeee!" Carol begged as she wriggled her wet, hot quivering pussy at him.
"Oh, no. I'm not gonna let you get away with it that fast. Maybe a quick fuck in the bushes was okay with Ben next door. But I'm gonna have you clawin' the walls before I dump my jizz into you," Willie said hoarsely as he moved onto the bed.
"OHHHH!" Carol screamed as she felt Willie's thick tongue slop up against her blood-engorged, twitching pussy lips. He slid it up the full shuddering length of her cuntlips, driving it hard against her erect cut before he pulled it slowly down her steamy, mushy, quaking cunt.
"UNNNGHHHH! UNNNGHHHH! OHHHH SHIIIITT! don't TEASE! D-D-don't T-T-TEASE!" Carol shrieked again as she felt her son rub his nose against her pussy. She could feel her swollen, aching cunt membrane stretching deliciously as Willie's tongue and nose pushed slowly inward. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," she moaned over and over as she stretched her legs as far apart as she could. Carol felt his fingers move up and rest on the inner surfaces of her thigh. They were moving up toward her juicy cunt.
"ARRRGHHHH! OHHHH NOOOO!" Carol cried out wildly as Willie slid his finger past his spearing tongue and nose until it rubbed up against Carol's sparking, clit. She couldn't believe the electric jolts that ripped through her tits and ass as Willie strummed her quivering organ like a guitar.
"ARRRGHHHH! WAWWWWHHHH!" Carol cried out like a banshee as Willie continued to rub her swollen clit with his finger, pushing it down like a hard, wet button, then pulling it back before letting it go to throb uncontrollably, beating against her hot, fat milking snatch lips. Suddenly Carol was aware that Willie was getting uncomfortably close to her shithole. He was toying with the tufts of her pussy that grew backward from her cunt toward her ass. He was moving his finger into the tight crevice of her ass-cheeks toward her shithole.
"DON'T!" Carol cried.
"Fuck! You've been screamin' don't so many damned times tonight while you throw up your cunt in my face that I don't believe you. You're practically drownin' me in cunt juice now with all your don'ts. I'll do what I want, and you'll like it," Willie said as he pushed his dry finger hard against her tight, puckered brownie.
"OHHH!" Carol groaned, hunching her hips upward and driving her swollen cuntlips against her son's stabbing tongue as she felt Willie's finger wriggling like a crazed snake in her asshole.
Then he was pulling his finger out of her asshole and moving it back to her quivering cunt. It slid into the junction of her pussylips and traveled slowly over her slick, rumbling membrane to her hot fuck hole. She could feel its calloused skin scraping against her slippery cunt walls. Willie was nibbling on her clit now, driving his mother closer and closer to the climax that was growing deep in her gut. Carol screamed and moaned again, thrashing crazily on the bed and flailing her legs wildly in the air as pre-orgasmic spasms ripped through her pussy.
"FUCK MEEE! OHHH, FUCKIN' JEEEESUS, FUCK ME, WILLIE! FUCK MEEEE!" Carol cried mindlessly as she felt his lips cup her clit and suck gently at it.
"Ohhhh, Mom," Willie moaned, pulling away and looking at his moaning mother. Carol's nipples poked angrily into the air as her swollen tits heaved up and down on her panting chest. Carol's slender, firm body was covered with silver glistening sweat as she writhed on the bed, banging her knees together and grinding her thighs together as she scratched the itch that was gripping her cunt. Willie leaned forward, extending his muscular arms and putting them on either side of her shoulders as he rubbed the purple, spasming tip of his jerking prick against her pussy.
"UMMMmmmmm!" Carol groaned as she raised her legs even higher and reached between them to grab his cock. She used the other hand to spread her reddened pussy lips.
"OHHHH, MOM!" Willie groaned as he hunched forward, leaning down and licking her nipples while she rubbed his cockhead over her trembling cunt, covering it with a thick layer of her freely flowing juice.
"OHHH, NOW! NOW! NOW!" Carol cried desperately.
But Willie had other plans. He pulled back, just as his mother's hot fuck hole was about to swallow his raging hard-on.
"Oh, God! GOD! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME!" Carol shrieked as she hunched up her hips crazily. Her cunt sucked in air as its raw membrane pulsated and quivered for the boy's hot prick.
"OH, CHRIST, FUCK MEEEE!" Carol cried again. She had to have something up her snatch or she'd go nuts on the bed.
"GODDAMN IT! I'M GONNA FUCK YOU!" Willie screamed at her. "But it's not gonna be like you think," the boy said strangely.
"What are you doing?" Carol asked as Willie pulled back and rolled her roughly onto her belly.
"Ohhh, my God! Don't fuck me in the ass!" Carol wailed as she tried to roll on her back.
"Ever been butt-fucked, Ma?" Willie asked sarcastically.
"DON'T DO IT WILLIE!" Carol pleaded. She turned around and watched her son as he spat on his palm, then rubbed the thick puddle of spit over the tip of his throbbing' dong.
"This ought to be something different for you.
"I'll be damned if I'm gonna ream the hole that's still got that fucker's jizz sloshin' around in it," Willie said as he pulled her up into a bitch-crouching position. Carol felt the hot, steaming cockhead brush against her trembling ass-cheeks as she whimpered in terror and fear.
"You're going to hurt me," Carol sobbed, reaching up with her right hand and brushing away a tear that rolled out of her eye.
"Not any worse than you've been hurt in' me all this time," Willie hissed between his clenched teeth. Carol kept pleading in a tiny voice as she felt him spread her ass-cheeks apart with his powerful hands.
"It won't be all that bad. You'll have some pain, then you'll get used to it. Besides, being the whore of the neighborhood, you'd better get used to a lot of kinky things. The guys are gonna get tired of the old sex positions after a while," Willie said angrily as he squeezed Carol's hanging tits one more time before he hunched forward.
"You son-of-a-AIYEEEE!" Carol screamed in pain as Willie jammed his entire cockhead into her tight shit-chute. She closed her eyes tightly and lurched forward, trying to get away from the searing pain that tore through her ass.
"Mmmmmm. Just relax, Mom," Willie kept saying softly behind her as he held tightly onto Carol's hips. Gradually she felt her asshole relaxing. "That's it," Willie encouraged her, releasing his grip on her thighs and reaching forward, running his fingers up and down her puffy cuntlips.
"OHHHHH!" Carol groaned. She'd never felt anything like this before. Her shithole was stuffed with what felt like an oversized artillery shell. She should have felt nothing but agony. But the pain was disappearing. In its place were bolts of indescribable pleasure that were mingling with the delicious fluttering in her cunt.
"Easy, Mom. There's more coming," Willie said.
"Oh, God, you'll break me apart," Carol said, wiggling her ass back and forth, begging for more.
"Just hold on," Willie said, clenching his teeth again as he hunched his muscular hips forward.
"FUCK! You're breaking my ass open! Oh, God, you're bustin' me apart!" Carol whispered huskily as she felt her son's cock slide in her ass inch by hot, steaming, throbbing inch. She thought she'd never feel his hot hairy groin as more and more young prick jammed into her bowels. Finally, Carol felt Willie's heavy, hanging balls slap against her ass-cheeks. She sighed with relief as she wriggled her ass against her son's groin.
"MORE! MORE! HARDER! HARDER!! " Carol cried as Willie started slamming his prick faster and faster into his mother's shitter. His fingers played with her hot, fat cuntlips like a pianist's. He moved his hands up and down, gripping her clit with his fingers while he jammed his other hand deep into her cunt and played with her slick, trembling pussy walls.
"UNNNGHHHHH!" Willie cried as he pushed his throbbing prick deeper into his mother's welcoming, sucking, wriggling asshole.
"FUCK MEE IN THE ASS!" Carol cried back wildly as she pushed her ass back to get maximum penetration. She almost fainted with delight from her son's expert clit strumming. Hot cunt juice flowed freely out from her pussy now, running down her trembling, sweaty legs and onto the sheet while her tits scraped across the mattress. Willie kept jamming his cock in and out, jabbing, ramming, fucking and shoving it into the base, pulling it out to the edge of his flanged, purple cockhead, then ramming it back into his mother's ass like a Texas oil pump gone out of control.
"NOOOOO! NOOOOOO!" Carol shrieked. But she really couldn't get enough of her son's prick. Her ass fired up like a blast furnace with every forward thrust Willie made. Carol couldn't remember when Sam or any other man had ever turned her on like Willie did right now. The hairs on his legs and chest seemed to find corresponding nerve endings on her body, tickling and jabbing them up to a maximum sexual vibration. She could practically hear the jizz bubbling and boiling in Willie's swinging sacs. Carol knew that in a few seconds her son would be sending spurt after thick hot, sticky spurt of cum into her cunt. They were guilty of committing incest, But so what? She couldn't believe that there was anything wrong with it now. It was a hell of a lot better than taking your chances with a fat, balding middle-aged man who fumbled for your tits at the door.
"I'm coming," Carol heard Willie whisper.
"NOOOOO!" Carol cried out in protest.
"FUCK! I'M COMING!" Willie shrieked as he dug his fingers into his mother's snatch. He strummed wildly at her twitching clit as he felt the thick cum bubbling and spattering in his swinging balls. It demanded a quick release through his shit-slicked prick.
"WILLIE! OH MY GOD! OH, SON! UNNGHHH!" Carol cried as she felt her pussy begin to contract.
"AAAAHHHHH!" Willie answered as he felt the hot jizz explode from his balls into his fuck-shaft. It shot out like massive, white clumps of snow, spattering deep into Carol's ass. Bolt after bolt of lava-like jism spurted into the woman's bowels as Willie swayed wildly from side to side. His balls ached as the final load of cum dumped into Carol's violated asshole.
"UNNNGHHHH! WAWWWWHHH!" Carol cried out.
"Hey, Mom, you comin' yet?" Willie cried softly as he continued to strum her beating clit.
"NNNNGHHHH! NNNNGHHHH!" she responded between her clamped teeth as the first orgasmic wave of climax swept over her cunt. "NNNGHHH!
UNNNGHHHH! ARRRGHHHH! WAWWWW-HHHH!" Carol cried uncontrollably as she tossed her head from side to side, whipping her tits with her long, silky black hair.
"Jeeeze!" Willie cried as he felt his hands covered with torrents of scalding cunt juice. Carol shrieked as Willie's fingers and thumbs pulled back in her contracting cunt. She thought they were going to keep sliding in her pussy until they scratched the tip of his still-embedded cock.
"AHHH! AHHHH!" Carol still screamed as her cunt and asshole squeezed tight, clutching her son's probing fingers as an explosion seemed to tear through her belly and blow out through her ass and pussy.
"AIYEEEEE!! ARRRGHHHH!" Carol said desperately. Her body quivered and ached and bucked and swayed with each spasm that racked her snatch. This was the first time with her son, and it was the best time she'd ever had fucking in the sack. "Noooo," Carol cried again as another series of contractions gripped her pussy and made her lurch forward and collapse on the bed. She was completely exhausted from her son's ass-fucking and clit-strumming.
"Well, how was that?" Willie asked after several minutes had passed.
"My God, where did you learn that?" Carol gasped, squeezing her ass-cheeks together, milking some of the cum that remained in her son's prick.
"Oh, high school isn't too square any more," Willie said, laughing softly as he started to pull out of his mother's sucking, tugging shitter.
"Don't! Not yet, anyway," Carol said, rubbing her slackening cunt against the stained sheet. "I want to feel your cock in my ass for a few minutes more."
"I don't know whether I should or not," Willie said. Carol noticed that sullen note creeping back into his voice.
"I don't know what you're thinking, Willie. But I haven't been passing my body around the neighborhood," Carol said, guessing why he was acting that way.
"Then what about Ben?" Willie asked.
Carol gulped. That would be a hard one to explain.
"That wasn't planned. If you want to know the truth, I was thinking of you through most of it," Carol said. It wasn't quite true, but she hoped Willie believed it.
"Really, Mom?" he asked enthusiastically.
"Really. You made me so damned hot that I had to get relief somewhere. I'm sorry about Ben, but he was handy," Carol said, flushing a bright red when she thought of the boy next door.
"Well, I don't know if he can keep his mouth shut. Maybe I ought to go over tomorrow and make sure he keeps quiet," Willie said thoughtfully.
"No, don't do that. I'll talk with him," Carol said, wondering if the boy could keep a secret.
"Are you sure you just want to talk with him? Sure you don't want his tiny prick sliding in and out of your snatch?" Willie asked, hunching forward and jamming his semi-stiffened prick deep into her asshole.
"UNNNGHHHHH! No. Really, Willie. I mean before, he was better than nothing. But now I've got you," Carol said. She squeezed her smooth, downy ass-cheeks together again.
"Oh, God!" Willie groaned, pulling his prick out of his mother's ass and rolling her around.
"Don't get that shitty thing all over my pussy," Carol complained as Willie squirmed between her widely splayed legs.
"Okay! I'll clean up," Willie replied, pulling away from her and rolling off the bed.
"You mean you're ready to go again?" Carol asked in amazement as she watched her son's cock spring up suddenly.
"I'm ready to fuck you any time," Willie said as he walked out of his mother's bedroom to the bathroom.
Carol smiled, then lay back down on the bed. She trailed her fingertips across her big tits, then down her sweaty belly to her navel. She closed her eyes and recalled the pleasure of Willie's body pressed against hers.
"UMMMM!" Carol moaned as she thought of her son's prick up her ass. It felt so hard, so hot, so good there. But she still wanted his cock reaming out her steamy, mushy cunt. His fingering was fine. But she'd been fantasizing for months about Willie's cock ramming in and out of her pussy. Carol needed to have that fantasy realized right now.
"OHHHH, HURRRRRY!" Carol called as she heard Willie turn on the shower. She ran her fingers up and down the full length of her cuntlips, pulling them apart and letting the hot, heavy air in the bedroom rush into her pussy as she felt her clit spring up again, hot with blood.
"UNNNGHHHH!" she cried as she snapped her legs together, trapping her hand between her fleshy, hot thighs. "Cock! I NEED COCK NOW!" she cried out.
But Willie continued to take his shower. Carol rolled around the bed, fingering her clit and squeezing her tits as she waited for her son to return and finish her off.
Finally, she couldn't wait. Screaming in frustration, Carol rolled off the bed and ran to the bathroom, her cunt contracting and dripping burning juice with each step. The bathroom door was opened as Carol reached the doorway and peered into the steamy room.
"What are you doing?" Carol cried out in disbelief as she saw Willie standing in the middle of the shower stall with his eyes closed. The warm water cascaded down his muscular body. His head was thrown back while his hands were roving around his heavy, hanging balls, stroking them while at the same time they were massaging his stiffening prick.
"UNNNGHHHH!" Willie cried softly as he opened his eyes and turned to her. "Sorry, Mom. Just got to thinking about your sweet ass and couldn't let go of myself."
"My God! What about me?" Carol said, her voice trembling with lust as she walked into the bathroom.
"That'll be taken care of now," Willie said as he jumped out of the shower, still dripping with water.
"Ohhhh," Carol moaned as she felt his powerful hands land on her shoulder and force her down to the soft throw rug at the foot of the shower.
"I'm gonna fuck you like a trap hammer," Willie growled as he pushed her down and crouched over her writhing body.
"Ummmmm," Carol moaned, raising her legs and reaching between them to grab his red, hot cock in one hand. She used the other hand to spread her cuntlips.
"I'm fuckin' you now!" Willie cried as he inhaled sharply, then pushed forward with his hairy ass. His thick, purple, flanged cockhead battered against Carol's puffy labia.
"UNNGHHHH! UNNGHHHH! UNNGHHHHH!"' she cried as she felt her swollen pussy lips stretch apart then clamp over her son's invading cockhead. The shower water thundered and roared in her ears as Carol felt Willie's cock slide in. Her trembling snatch lips closed over it, sucking and pulling at the rod as the boy slid inch after hot, skin-tight inch into Carol's welcoming pussy.
"FUCK MEEEE!" Carol demanded. Willie twisted his body back and forth, rotating his thighs so that his shaft churned and screwed its way down deeper and deeper into her pussy. The spongy, hot cockhead reamed out her sucking hole, pushing farther and lower into her hot cunt. Carol tossed her head from side to side, then propped it up slightly to watch her son's thickly veined, dark cock sink inch by inch deeper into her pussy like a hot knife through a tub of butter.
"MORE! M-M-MORE!" Carol cried as sweat poured down both their bodies. The room was filled with steam from the shower, steam from their vaporizing sweat, and steam from Carol's boiling cunt juice. Carol bucked and shrieked, clawing at her son's hunching back while she beat his neck and hairy ass with the balls of her feet. She reached around his humping thighs and tried to grab his balls and sinking cock. Willie countered by leaning his head lower and cupping his thick lips around her nipple, sucking the taut brown skin so hard that Carol thought he was going to rip it right off her swollen, sweaty boob.
"I'M GONNA COME!" Willie screeched suddenly.
"M-M-ME TOOOO!" Carol cried. This time she was ready for him. Her juice bubbled out of her stretched cunt like melted butter as it greased down Willie's shooting, quivering cock. The tidal wave of orgasm swept over them at the same time. Wave after wave of climatic contraction racked her cunt and his cock as they slid across the bathroom floor in a brain-searing orgasm.
CHAPTER FOUR
"Willie, get your tongue out of my ass!" Carol giggled as she tried to push her son away from her shithole.
"Mmmmmm, you taste good," Willie said as he wrapped his hands around her thighs and buried his mouth and nose deep in the crevice of her rounded, firm ass-cheeks.
"I've got to get to work," Carol insisted, digging her fingernails into the side of the bed and pulling her body forward. "I can't be late again."
"Aw, c'mon Mom. It'll only take a few minutes," Willie said disappointedly as Carol finally broke free from her son and rolled off the bed.
"I can't take any chances. The job isn't great, but it pays the property taxes and food bills," Carol said as she pulled a pair of sheer pink panties over her hairy mound. She looked at Willie who was lazily stroking his thickly veined prick while he watched her get dressed. God, how she wanted to rip off her briefs and jump into the sack with her son! Carol felt her pussy begin to churn and suck for Willie's cock. But no, she had to control herself. It was already nine-thirty and she had to be at the furniture store by ten.
"God, we'll have to be super careful when Bobby gets back," Willie said as Carol flipped her thunderous tits into her big halter.
"Oh, my God! You know, I almost forgot about Ben next door. Suppose he tells Bobby what happened?" Carol said as she stopped buttoning her white blouse and looked at Willie.
"I'll just have to talk to him," the boy said, looking grimly at his mother.
Carol didn't know if her son was still jealous of what happened between her and Ben. She didn't want to plead for him to be kind to the boy next door. That might make him suspicious. But at the same time, she didn't want to leave the matter completely up to him. She'd seen Willie's temper, and it was frightening. The only thing that stopped it from getting worse was her shitter. God only knows, Ben didn't have that kind of secret weapon on him-not one that would interest Willie, anyway.
"Just be kind to him. He really didn't know what he was doing until it was too late," Carol said, slipping her skirt over her milky thighs.
"Sure," Willie said glumly.
"Besides, don't forget he's still Bobby's friend. You do anything to him and he'll tell your brother everything just for spite," Carol warned as she took a final glance in the dresser mirror before she started off to work.
"I don't see why we're so careful. Bobby probably wants your pussy just as much as I do," Willie said, getting off the bed and approaching his mother.
"UHHHH!" Carol cried as he wrapped his powerful arms around her waist and slid his hands up to her tits. "You'll stain my skirt!" she shouted as she pulled free of Willie and ran to the head of the stairs.
"Have a happy day at work," Willie called as Carol stepped down the stairs to the living room.
"And don't do anything crazy with Ben!" Carol shouted the last warning as she opened the front door and ran down the porch steps to the garage. Carol sighed deeply as she climbed in her car and slammed the door shut. The job she had was far from the best in the world. It was a sales position in a furniture discount store. God, how she hated all those people who came in and tried to buy the items for less than the sticker price. She could tell them until her face turned purple that the prices on the tags were final. But they all argued with her, called her names, and sometimes even threatened her. Carol would have quit long ago if it weren't for her boss. Peter Kuhns was a typical young executive who was on his way up the corporation ladder and had stopped at the store manager level only temporarily. Carol liked him. He was bright, kind, considerate, handsome, and-as rumor had it from the girls in the rear stockroom-hung like an Arabian horse. Carol heard stories that Peter would occasionally lure an attractive customer into the storeroom on one excuse or other, then go to work on her. The girls said that once Peter got a woman's hand on his cock, she just couldn't say no to anything he asked.
Maybe I'll be next, Carol thought as she started up her car and pulled out the drive. As she pulled out of the yard, she caught sight of Ben peering out of his upstairs window. He was naked, as far as she could tell. Then as Carol shifted the car into forward, she looked up at Willie's bedroom window and saw her son leaning on the window sill. Carol sighed as she drove down the street. She would have loved to call in sick, then get Ben over to the house, reconcile him with Willie, and have the two boys take care of her cunt and shitter at the same time.
"Mmmmmm," Carol moaned as she felt her snatch fire up again. She opened the air vent, spreading her legs widely apart and letting the cool, damp morning air blow up her skirt to help cool off her burning cunt. Carol tried to take her mind off cock and pussy. But the closer she got to work, the only things she could think of were Ben's and Willie's unattended cocks.
"OHHHHHH!" Carol cried out as a clit-wringing contraction snuck up on her and rumbled across her steamy pussy. She nearly lost control of the car as she swallowed hard and tried to get control of her spasming snatch.
Get a hold of yourself, girl, Carol told herself as she pulled into the company parking lot.
Just as she was opening her car door Carol caught sight of her boss.
"Hi, Carol! Glad you're here early. You can help me opening up! Today's the big sale," Peter called out from the rear stockroom door.
"Oh, shit!" she mumbled as she headed for the building. Sales were hell in the store. This one would be no exception. As she walked into the main showroom, Peter Kuhns met her.
"This is going to be a killer," he said, inhaling sharply and shaking his head.
"The half-off sale, right?" Carol said as she dropped her purse in her bottom desk drawer and sat down in her seat. It was good to hear absolutely nothing in the store for a few minutes. Soon the place would sound like a Boeing 727 engine. Right now the quiet almost hurt her ears.
Besides, Carol wanted some time to get her cunt together. Her snatch flaps were still fluttering, and she could feel her silky panties clinging to her wiry, drenched pussy hairs. Carol clamped her thighs together tightly. But she could still feel some hot cunt juice oozing out from between her compressed labia. Carol prayed that Pete wouldn't look down and see the tiny rivulet of pussy fluid trickling down to her ankle.
"Oh, Pete, that was great! I-uhhh, good morning Mrs. Hines," one of the stock girls chirped as she walked out of the storeroom buttoning up her blouse.
"Good morning," Carol said, smiling at the girl, then flashing a grin at Pete.
"I, uh-, " he started to say, then shrugged his shoulders and smiled back at her.
Carol felt her snatch get steamy. Pete hadn't put his tie on yet. Thick tufts of black hair curled their way over the top of his exposed T-shirt, suggesting that he had a thick forest of body hairs on his broad chest. Carol shifted her eyes and noticed that Pete was wearing a pair of tight-fitting dress trousers that revealed long, powerful sleek legs.
"Something wrong, Carol?" he asked gently.
"Uh, no," she said, looking back at her boss. She felt her nipples spring out and scratch angrily against her bra. His deep blue eyes sparkled with mischief from under heavy black lashes. His tanned, smooth face showed a vitality and zest for life that made Carol want to rip off her clothes and give him what she knew the stockroom girl had just put out.
"Uh-oh, time to open up," Pete said, glancing down at his wrist watch and peering out the front window.
Carol looked outside, too, and saw a long line of women scratching at the front door and knocking against the window.
"It's going to be a long one," Pete said, flashing a broad smile at her before he ran to the front door.
All day it was a living hell. More than once Carol had wanted to belt customers. They argued, whined, whimpered, complained-did everything but act halfway human. Carol kept glancing at the clock, praying for lunch.
Twelve o'clock finally came. She ran outside and grabbed a sandwich from the next-door deli. Just as she was about to sit down on an outdoor patio seat and enjoy an hour of quiet, one of the salesmen walked up to her.
"Sorry, babe, but the boss wants to see you pronto in the storeroom," he said, leering at her.
"I'm sure it's not for what you think," Carol said, staring at the man coolly as she finished her sandwich and went back to the store. All the way to the storeroom, Carol tried to figure out what Pete wanted. She thought of the big living room set sale she made this morning, and wondered if she'd written it up incorrectly.
"Pete, you wanted to see me?" Carol asked as she picked her way through the opened crates and sawdust in the large room.
"Yeah, it's about that big sale you made this morning," he said, looking over the receipt.
"Did I do something wrong?" she asked nervously. Carol knew that the job wasn't the best in the world. But it was a job.
"Wrong? Are you kidding? It's the best sale we've had in a long time. It just confirms what I've been thinking. I'm going to make you my assistant. Sam Levine's leaving for the Denver store next month. You've got his position if you want it," Pete said, grinning at the startled woman.
Carol had to steady herself. She couldn't believe what Pete told her. Assistant manager! Then possibly manager, and God only knows what else!
"Congratulations!" he said, jumping off the packed carton he was sitting on and wrapping his arms around her.
"Uhhhhhh," Carol groaned, feeling his powerful right leg jam between her thighs and push against her swelling cuntlips. "Uhh, isn't your congratulation getting a little warm?" Carol asked as she felt his hands roving freely around her back.
"Mmmmm, you know I've wanted you since you walked in this store," Pete said, slowly sliding his hands around her sides until they were cupped around her tits.
"For God's sake, not in here," Carol whispered shakily as she looked around the room nervously.
"Everybody's on lunch break," Pete said, reaching up and starting to unbutton her blouse.
"But what if-, " Carol began, then stopped as she held her breath. Pete was sliding his hand into her blouse and under her bra, moving his fingers up until they were gently scratching the rough edge of her stiffened nipple.
"God, let me fuck you," he moaned, fucking his thick tongue in her ear.
"UHHHHH!" was all Carol managed. Her knees felt like melted butter as her pussy burned and throbbed with lust.
"C'mon. There's the bedroom set you sold last week ready for packing-even with a mattress on it," Pete said, taking her by the hand and leading her up to the pieces.
"I still don't know," Carol hesitated. Then she watched as Pete reached down and started to finger his bulging fly. That was the last straw. "Oh God, let's fuck!" Carol said, unbuttoning the rest of her blouse as Pete took off his jacket, shirt and tie. The woman watched as he started to unzip his pants. She suddenly realized just how hot she was. Her tits ached. She had to tear off her bra and squeeze her stiffened nipples for relief.
"Oh, God!" Pete cried out as he pulled down his pants and watched her fumbling around her twitching, tweaking nipples. "Oh, God, baby, I want your lips around my cock. I want to feel those tits banging against my legs while you do that," he groaned as he stepped out of his trousers.
"Feel my cock," Pete demanded as he walked up to her, dressed now only in his Jockey shorts.
Carol backed away slowly, unzipping her skirt and letting it fall to the dirty storeroom floor. She looked around her one more time to make sure no one was in the room. Then she climbed on the sheetless mattress and patted the area next to her.
"Come on, Pete. Come on and find out what I can do," she said huskily, her mind reeling under the power of her spasming, jerking pussy.
"Ohhh, fuck!" he groaned as he slid onto the mattress and rolled over on his muscular ass. Carol crawled between his legs and stared down at his crotch. She stared at the throbbing bulge that protruded against his white cotton Jockey shorts.
"Shit, my balls hurt so much. Fuck, honey, pull down my shorts and get a look at my dick."
Carol felt herself growing hot and light. She clamped her fingers around the waistband of his briefs. Pete lifted his ass up and let Carol pull down his shorts over his hairy ass to his knees.
"Ohhhhh!" she cried in delighted surprise. Pete's cock was like Willie's-thickly veined, ten inches long, and apparently one hell of a pussy battering ram.
"Suck on it, babe," Pete said as Carol tickled the thick, curly mat of hair that covered his legs. She traced her fingertips across the root of his cock, sliding them down until they were caressing his heavy balls. Pete, his eyes closed, hunched up his hips as his prick jerked crazily in the air. As Carol moved closer to his hot crotch, her hanging tits banged his legs.
"Shit, feel those, tits!" he whispered huskily as. he propped himself up slightly and wrapped his fingers around the swollen flesh. "Fuck, those nipples are as hard as granite," he said as he ran his fingers over Carol's taut, brown nipples. He caught the ends between his thumbs and forefingers and started squeezing.
"OHHHHH!" Carol cried, backing away and arching her back as she nearly fell off the bed. Her tits bobbed up, twitching crazily in his hands. She begged Pete to squeeze them, to play with them, to milk them with his hands.
"That's it, honey," Pete panted as he felt her writhing and bucking between his legs. He increased the pressure on her stiff nipples as he drove his cock up against her juice-soaked panties.
"Suck, suck, suck," Pete moaned.
"Oh, God!" Carol responded, putting her forefinger on the tip of his cock. She felt a drop of jizz suddenly squeeze out of his tight piss-slit and ooze onto her probing finger. She waited until another droplet trickled out, then used the two as grease to lubricate the purple, large throbbing head of her boss's cockshaft.
"Suck me!" Pete insisted.
"Okay, but let me finish undressing," Carol said, backing away and jamming her thumbs under the tight elastic band of her pink panties.
"Hurry up!" Pete cried, running his fingers frantically over his throbbing rod as he watched Carol slowly push down her tight-clinging panties.
"Wow! Shit, I can feel the heat from here!" Pete said as Carol slid the panties down to her knees, then moved around until she slipped them off her ankles.
"Funny man," Carol said as she inched back between Pete's hairy legs and opened her mouth. She leaned forward and stuck out her tongue until its tip touched the top of Pete's spasming cockhead.
"UHHH!" he groaned, feeling her smooth tongue slide across his expanding piss-slit. Carol slurped at the pre-cum that now leaked freely out of the tiny hole. It tasted salty and hot. Her cunt panted. She knew in a few minutes wads of that sticky cock fluid would be shooting into, but where? Her mouth? Her ass? Her cunt? Somewhere else? It didn't really matter. She was so hot that she wanted Pete's jizz somewhere in or on her body.
"Suck it!" Pete cried impatiently as he let go of his cock and dug his fingers into Carol's scalp and pushed her head down.
Carol resisted Pete's pushing. She didn't want to jam his cock into her mouth quickly. Slowly, her lips opened wider then encircled the throbbing dong, opening wider and wider until her tongue was tracing circles around Pete's thickly veined shaft.
"G-G-God, p-p-pllleeeeassseee! TAKE IT ALL IN YOUR GODDAMN FUCKIN' MOUTH! OH SHIT, CAROL! TAKE IT ALL!" Pete cried, thrusting his hips forward as he tried to jam his cock deep into Carol's hot, wet, inviting mouth.
Carol began a slow prick-shaft trip, swallowing his thick prick inch by hot inch until it was completely engulfed in her sucking mouth. Her tongue licked up and down, around and around, trailing up the swollen ridge while she caressed her boss's aching, hot fuck sacs.
"UNNNGHHH! UNNNGHHH! UNNNNG-HHHH!" Pete gasped like a man fighting for air as Carol released his cock and moved her head further down the bed. With one hand she shoved his balls in her mouth, rolling the tough, hairy leathery sacs back and forth with her tongue. She licked the tough black hairs that poked out from the sacs' wrinkled skin. Then Carol pushed the balls out of her mouth, moving back up to Pete's reddened, throbbing shaft again.
"UNNNGHHHH! STOP! Stop that!" he gasped, pushing her head away. "I'm gonna shoot off if you keep it up."
"Squeeze my tits again!" Carol pleaded as she hunched up further.
Pete grabbed her thunderous boobs, squeezing them so tightly that Carol was afraid he was crushing her nipples between his powerful fingers.
"STOP! STOP!" Carol screeched, backing away and losing her balance.
"Easy! You'll wind up on the floor with sawdust and nails in your cunt," Pete said, grasping her by the hand just in time.
"UHHHHH!" Carol cried as Pete pulled her forward roughly and sent her crashing on her tits on the mattress.
"I'm gonna fuck you now!" Pete growled.
"Oh, God, not in the ass!" Carol wailed. She didn't mind getting a butt-plugging once in a while. But it was her cunt that needed a cock now, not her asshole.
Pete laughed loudly, then rolled her gently over on her ass.
"I'll take a rain check on your ass. Right now, I just want your pussy," Pete said as he moved between her legs and raised them until the balls of her feet rested on his powerful shoulders. Carol shuddered as she felt the cool air in the storeroom blow against her hot pussy lips.
"Come on, COME ON!" Carol groaned, feeling her stretched labia quiver with excited anticipation.
"SHIT!" Pete groaned as he leaned forward and pressed his thick cockhead against her puffy cuntlips.
"AIYEEEEE!" Carol screeched as she felt the hot, juicy lips of her cunt spring open to receive Pete's mammoth cock. She felt it sink deep into her hole, pushing at the slick, trembling walls of her cunt. Carol could smell the heavy, thick aroma of her vaporized cunt juice as Pete jammed his prick deeper and deeper.
"OHHHH, BABY!" Pete groaned, rotating his hips slowly as he screwed his cock into her wet sucking hole.
"F-F-F UUU UCCCKKKK M-M-MEEEEEE!" Carol screamed as she rocketed her thighs into the air. Her clit was incredibly sensitive now. She didn't know if it was because of Pete's fucking, or because of Willie's foreplay this morning without the final fucking to satisfy her. Whatever it was, Carol felt a big, brain-busting orgasm building deep in her belly.
"Oh, baby, you really like my hot meat! Oh fuck, honey, you suck in that hot stuff like a vacuum cleaner, don't you?" Pete gasped as he drove his spasming prick harder and faster, in and out of her squishing pussy.
Carol's cunt grew white-hot under Pete's frenzied attack. Her pussy boiled with juice and heat as her clit throbbed and jerked wildly. She tried to stay cool. But the constant wave of contractions that swept over her tits and cunt were too much for her. She bucked, writhed, heaved, thrashed and hunched on the mattress, banging her feet against Pete's back as she drove her snatch again and again up to her boss's hammering cock.
"FUCKIN' JEEEESUS! OH, GOD, PETE! OH, FUCK, ARRRGHHHH! I-I CANT TAKE IT!" Carol shrieked as she clamped her trembling knees around Pete's thick neck. Pete groaned out some unintelligible obscenity and continued to slam his dick into her. Their bodies slid, sucked and ground over one another, greased by layers of sweat as the sounds of fucking filled the storeroom.
"FUCK, BABY!" Pete kept screaming over and over again as he battered her cunt. Carol could feel his heavy, hairy hot balls slapping against her upturned ass as she dug her fingernails into his back.
"JAM IT IN MEEEEE! FUCK MEEEEE! I-I-AWWWHHHHHH! W A W WWWHHHHHH FUCK! FUUUUUUCCCCKKKKK! I'M-I-I--!! " Carol screamed, hunching up her thighs against Pete's sweaty hairy groin and screwing her spasming pussy up around the root of her boss's jerking prick. Lightning flashed and thunder rolled in her mind as Carol felt her cunt blow apart in orgasm.
"Oh, God! OH, GOD!" he cried out, digging his fingers deep into Carol's quivering thighs as he felt the hot, boiling jizz explode from his contracting balls. It rumbled out of his fuck sacs, spurting through the center of his jerking prick before it wadded up in his spasming cockhead and blew out of his piss-slit.
"N-N-NNNNNGHHHHH!" Carol growled as she fought for breath. Her body exploded with one wave of tit-wringing contractions after another.
"Shit, babe, shit," Pete moaned as the final wad spewed out of his cunt-embedded cockhead and slid down her fuck-hole.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Oh, God, that felt so good," Carol sighed, squeezing her cuntal muscles tightly and milking out the last drops of jizz that still might be in Pete's prick.
"Mmmmmm, tell me," he said, dreamily hunching his hips up and down. "That's what I call one hell of a quickie," Pete said, propping his head up and smiling down at Carol.
"You know, we could meet again a little later and see just how good it can be when we're not rushed," Carol suggested, realizing that they'd better get dressed before the stockroom crew came back off their lunch hour.
"Hmmmmm, not a bad idea. And since you'll be my assistant starting next month, we'll have to spend a lot of time together. You know, buying and all that," Pete said, winking slyly at her as he hunched up and pulled his prick out of her slackening cunt.
"Ohhhh!" Carol cried out as she felt the flanged end of Pete's cock slip past her gripping cuntlips.
"Jesus, get dressed! I hear somebody corning!" Pete hissed as he rolled off the bed.
"We don't have time," Carol wailed as she sat up on the bed and looked helplessly around the stockroom.
"Fuck!" Pete swore in frustration. Then he ran to a stack of crates ten feet to the side of the bed and pulled off a large piece of canvass that partially covered them. "Well have to hope that no one peeks under the covers," he said wryly as he threw the canvass over the bed.
Carol slid under the material with Pete just as someone walked into the room.
"Now Mrs. Gramercy, I assure you that your set's just about to be delivered," the salesman said.
Carol recognized the voice as that of the salesman who told her that Pete wanted to see her. She hated that man. He was always staring at her and making lewd propositions whenever he could. She didn't mind the lewd propositions. But she did mind his beer belly, sour breath, and sour mind.
"I know how you stores work. I want to make sure everything's ready for shipping," the woman said, walking closer to the covered bed.
"My God!" Carol whispered to Pete. 'They're gonna find us."
"Not if you keep quiet," Pete warned her.
"Here it is," the salesman said as he pointed to the bedroom set.
"Look, it's still covered with the packing material," the woman said angrily, bending down and picking up the lower right edge of the canvas.
"She's going to pull it off!" Carol whispered nervously.
"Hide your face!" Pete said.
"I'm sure there's been some mistake," the salesman said confusedly as he looked at the bed.
"Well, I want this shipped now!" the woman cried insistently as she jerked the canvas material off the bed.
The next thing Carol remembered was a sudden flood of light, followed by a shrill scream as the canvas ripped away from her head and floated down to the floor.
"Perverts! Perverts!" the woman shrieked at the top of her lungs as she stared down at the two naked asses. "You've got perverts in your store!" she screamed as she turned and ran quickly out of the storeroom.
"Mrs. Gramercy, wait. I'm sure there's a logical explanation," the startled salesman said as he ran after her.
"Oh, God!" Carol moaned, covering her flushed face with both hands.
"Let's get the hell out of here," Pete said, jumping out of bed and starting to dress quickly.
"But, they saw us," Carol moaned, rolling out of bed and reaching down for her panties.
"I think it happened so fuckin' quick that they didn't recognize who we were," Pete said, flipping his cock back into his cotton Jockey shorts.
"It was actually kind of funny," Carol said as she popped her tits back into her halter and slid up her sticky panties.
Pete stopped zipping up his pants for a second, then broke out into loud laughter. The two of them staggered back and forth with a bad case of the giggles before they finally regained control of themselves.
"Hey, what about tonight?" Pete asked as he finished tying his tie.
"Mmmmm, no, I don't think so," Carol said, remembering Willie's cock. She wanted to slip her cuntlips around his prick one more time. "But, I'm free tomorrow evening."
"Then tomorrow it is," Pete said, reaching down and patting her ass lightly before he started for the showroom. "Now remember, we pretend that nothing happened."
Carol nodded her head, then followed him in. The woman had gone, but the salesman managed to calm her down by assuring her that he'd call the police. The rest of the day, the staff talked about nothing else. Most of them suspected that Pete and Carol had been caught literally with their pants down. But they pretended to buy the story Pete was passing out-that a couple of high school kids snuck into the storeroom and decided to fuck on the bed.
Five o'clock finally arrived and Carol winked a good-by at her boss as she sauntered out the front door. She felt her pussy flutter as she climbed into her car and started the short drive home. Willie would be there with his cock hot and ready for her mushy snatch. Pete's fucking had primed her pump, and she was ready to go even stronger tonight with her son.
As she pulled into the drive, Carol noticed that Willie's car was gone.
"Damn!" she cried in frustration as she drove into the garage and turned off the ignition. Carol had been thinking about nothing except Willie's twitching prick all the way home. And now he was off somewhere, leaving her alone to satisfy herself as best she could.
Carol slammed the car door behind her angrily and stalked up to the front porch steps.
He forgot to turn off the fuckin' lights again in the living room, Carol grumbled to herself as she climbed the steps and opened the front door.
"Bobby!" Carol cried out as she saw her youngest son sitting in the large blue living room chair.
"Hi, Mom!" the boy said, standing up and flashing a broad smile at his mother.
"I thought you weren't coming home-, " Carol began as she shut the door slowly behind her.
"I know, until next week. But it was awfully boring up there. So I took a train down here, called up Willie to pick me up at Union Terminal, and here I am," the boy said, still grinning sheepishly at his mother.
"Where's Willie?" Carol asked, putting her purse down on the coffee table and staring at her son. Bobby was fifteen now. Unlike Willie, he had long, fine blond hair that swooped across his forehead and hung down loosely to his collar. His blue eyes sparkled with vitality, a vitality that his slender yet muscular body seemed to radiate through the living room.
"Oh, he went out to do some grocery shopping a few minutes ago. Willie thought it'd be nice to have a big dinner tonight-you know, sort of a welcome home and all that," the boy said, staring at his mother strangely.
Carol felt her titties tingle. Could Bobby have the same kind of feelings for her that Willie had? That'd be too much for any woman to ask. She couldn't believe that both her sons were hungry for her pussy.
"You look a little tired," Bobby finally said after a long pause.
"Uhhh, yes. We had a sale today, and I feel as if the whole world just walked over my back," Carol said, reaching up and rubbing her sore neck. Suddenly, she got an idea. "If you don't mind, do you think you could give me a massage? It'd sure take care of all those aches." This was one way for her to find out if Bobby wanted her snatch and tits or not.
"Sure, Mom!" Bobby said brightly.
"I'll bring the oil down. It's upstairs," Carol said as she headed for her bedroom. She shot a quick glance at Bobby as she reached the foot of the stairs, then raced up to her bedroom and pulled off her dress, bra and panties.
"God!" Carol said out loud as she tore through her drawers until she found the pink string bikini she'd bought for the beach. Even then when she bought it, Carol had flushed red. She didn't know where she'd wear it. Now seemed to be the perfect time. Carol knew that if Bobby had any ideas about fucking her, they'd come out when she lay down on the living room floor in that outfit.
Jesus! I look naked! Carol thought as she stared at her image in the full-length bedroom mirror. Her mammoth tits looked like they were going to blast the tiny strips of cloth free of the thing that pressed against her creamy white skin. And try as she might, Carol couldn't completely cover the bush of cunt hairs that poked teasingly out from the edges of the crotch patch.
"Oh well," she thought as she walked carefully down the stairs. Carol felt that any sudden movement would make the bikini fall off. She didn't want that to happen right away. There'd be enough time for that later.
"Wow!" Bobby said as he stared up the stairs at his mother.
Carol blushed a deep red. Maybe she was too obvious.
"Oh, I forgot the oil," she said, stopping suddenly. As she wheeled around, one of her tits flew loose and flopped noisily down to her chest.
"Coming apart, Mom?" Bobby asked huskily as Carol beat a hasty retreat up the stairs.
Carol ran into the bathroom and grabbed a bottle of baby oil from the cabinet. Her pussy was rumbling and contracting wildly. She was almost positive that Bobby wanted her cunt. She could feel the heat from his cock when her tit flew out of the tiny halter on the stairway.
"Ohhhhh," she moaned as she closed her eyes tightly and tried to steady her nerves.
"Come on, Mom. Haven't got all night," Bobby called from the living room.
"Coming," Carol said shakily as she ran through her bedroom to the stairs.
"You can he down on the couch. I've got it all ready for you," Bobby said as Carol reached the bottom of the stairs. "Hmmmmm," the boy hummed as he stared at his mother's mammoth tits. Carol felt his eyes burn into her boobs, then slide down to her crotch. Bobby gasped audibly as he saw several kinky curls of her beaver wrapping around the edges of her bottom piece.
"Well, I guess I lie down on my stomach here," Carol said, handing the bottle of oil to him as she sat down on the couch, then rolled over on her cushy tits.
"That's great, Mom," Jerry gulped as he opened the bottle and poured some oil onto his shaking palm.
"Ohhh, this feels soooo good," Carol said as she spread her legs on the couch and pressed down on the soft cushions.
"How far down do the aches go?" Bobby asked huskily. From the tone in his voice, Carol could tell that he was getting excited.
"All the way," Carol said, hoping he would understand exactly what she meant.
Carol gasped as she felt his strong hands sliding across her hot skin. She squeezed her ass-cheeks together as she felt his fingers graze her sensitive ass. Carol didn't know if it was by accident or on purpose, but Bobby's fingers seemed to be paying special attention to the crack between her ass-cheeks. They slid lower and lower as they seemed to try to get at her aching cunt.
"Ummmmm," Carol groaned shamelessly, hunching up her thighs to let his fingers roam wherever they wanted. She felt her pulse racing and pounding in her ears as sweat poured freely from her forehead and armpits. She was sure now that Bobby wanted to fuck her. She felt it in his fingers and heard it in his voice. Hot cunt juice poured out of her steamy fuck-tunnel, saturating the tiny crotch piece and spilling onto the couch cushion under her thighs as the boy continued to rub his mother down.
"Uhhhh-geeee, I-" Bobby stammered. Carol wriggled her ass slightly as an open invitation. At the same time, she felt the string that held on the tit patches fly apart. For all practical purposes, she was lying on the living room couch stark naked.
Carol rolled over quickly, so quickly that Bobby found his fingers suddenly on his mother's hot, quivering, bushy mound. He drew his hand away quickly as if it had been burned.
"Oh, God, son. Your mother's got an itch there that has to be scratched. Scratch it for Mommy, will you? Will you do it for her, honey?" Carol asked as she closed her eyes and hunched her thighs up in the air.
"I-I, oh, God!" Bobby stammered, locking his eyeballs on Carol's trembling cunt. She traced her fingers lightly across the soaked material of her bikini bottoms.
"You know what's making this wet?" Carol asked, shoving her fingers under the material and running them lightly across her puffy, blood-filled cuntlips.
"Uhhh, sure, but-" Bobby started to say as Carol reached over and cupped the outline of his throbbing cock.
"You've got a big cock there," Carol said huskily as she propped herself up on her elbows and pushed her face forward. She opened her mouth and started working her lips around her son's thick prick through his Levi's. Carol timed the squeezes of her oral massage with the throbbing of Bobby's prick.
"Ohhhh," the boy moaned, gently holding onto his mother's bobbing head as Carol started at the base of the boy's cloth-imprisoned prick and worked her way to the top. She slid back down to the base again and repeated her actions, soon soaking the jeans with her spittle. Automatically, Bobby began thrusting his hips back and forth, arching his back to force his cock against Carol's hot, stabbing face.
"OHHHHHH! UNNNNNNGHHHH! Oh, Mom! NNNNNGHHHH!" Bobby kept moaning hoarsely.
Carol could tell that her youngest son was losing control fast. He wasn't as experienced as Willie, and couldn't seem to keep his passion down to a safe level until he was ready to blow his wad into a tight cunt.
"Take it easy, Bobby," Carol whispered as she reached up and started to unbuckle his Levi's while Bobby pulled off his T-shirt. She was glad that he wasn't wearing any briefs. She could get down to business right away.
"UNNNGH!" Bobby cried out again as his mother started to pull down his Levi's. Carol riveted her eyes on the thick bush of blond crotch hair that appeared as the Levi's slid lower and lower down on the boy's slender, muscular legs. Finally his cockhead came into vie . Carol couldn't stand the teasing any more. lei;, .clit vibrated like a piano string now. With one fast movement, she tore the pants down and freed her son's long, slender prick.
"Oh, my God!" she cried as she stared at Bobby's beautiful cock. Her mouth opened in surprise.
Bobby took advantage of the situation and thrust his cock hard against Carol's parted lips. She took the hint.
Slowly she moved her tongue around the young boy's bell-shaped cockhead, paying special attention to the underside of his jerking prick. She drove her tongue around and around, teasing and poking it at Bobby's throbbing cock as the boy moaned like a wounded dog.
"OHHHH MOM, SUCK IT!" Bobby cried out as he hunched his hips forward again and again. Carol drew the head between her lips, sliding her tongue over its satiny surface as she drew off the beads of pre-cum that were beginning to leak from his cock-slit. She teased the edges of the tiny opening and felt new drops ooze out onto her probing tongue.
"UNNNNGHHHH!" Bobby cried desperately as Carol drove her head forward and swallowed the full length of his cock. She sucked at the twitching rod, pulling the stiffened, steely cock while she caressed her son's boiling balls.
"Nooooo!" Bobby cried, backing away. "I was gonna shoot cum all over you."
"Take it slowly, Bobby. But, we've got to hurry. Willie's going to be home soon," Carol said huskily as she unfastened the bottom patch of her bikini and threw it across the floor. "Get out of those pants and I'll show you the time of your life."
Bobby didn't have any second thoughts now. He looked down at his mother's juicing cunt and licked his lower lips. He kicked his pants under the coffee table and climbed on the living room couch between Carol's widely splayed legs.
"Oh, Jesus, Bobby, I need your cock. Ohhhh, but give it to me slow," Carol groaned, running her fingers lightly over her swollen, trembling cuntlips. Her twat hairs were matted together tightly, soaked with pussy juice.
"Mom, oh, God, how I want to fuck you," Bobby admitted as he slid his hands over her silky skin. The boy explored the hot sweaty flesh that seemed to sparkle with tiny electric arcs of sexuality. He ran his fingers over her swollen tits, caressing them gently, rolling their sensitive nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. His hands worked over her writhing body like a professional stud's. Carol began to wonder where he learned his technique.
"Oh, God, Bobby! FUCK ME!" Carol cried out suddenly. "Willie'll be home any second. Fuck me NOW!"
"God, Mom," Bobby moaned, rubbing the slippery fat head of his cock against her steaming pussy. He rubbed his hands one more time across her hot tits and then placed them on either side of her shoulders and got ready to jam his prick into her hot, red gash.
"HURRRRRYYYYY!" Carol screamed, closing her eyes and clenching her teeth tightly together.
"NOW!" Bobby moaned as he hunched forward.
"WHHHHEEEE! AAAAHHHH!" Carol cried as she felt the smooth, bulbous cockhead shoving inside her hot cunt. She wriggled around on the couch, trying to work Bobby's thick cockhead easily into her cunt. As she twisted around, her cuntlips pulled aside and made the boy's entry easier. Slowly, but steadily, Bobby slid his long, hot cock into his mother's hot, swampy pussy.
"OHHHH, FUCK MEEEEEE!" Carol cried desperately as his rounded prickhead drove deeper and deeper into her quivering pussy. Her cunt walls closed tightly around the sinking shaft and she twisted her hips like a giant, fleshy screw. She took as much of her youngest son's prick into her cunt as she could.
"Ohhh, Mom," Bobby groaned, hunching back and pulling out his cock, only to drive it back in and grind his crotch hard against her trembling pussy lips.
"AIYEEEEE!" Carol shrieked as her son reached between her legs and grabbed for her soft, swollen cuntlips. As he squeezed them, he flicked one finger over her erect clit. It spasmed wildly, and she arched her back involuntarily as a series of contractions raced crazily through her hot, wet pussy.
"Somebody's coming!" Bobby suddenly said, stopping his cunt-plugging in mid-air.
"Oh, God, not again," Carol said, remembering what happened at the furniture shop earlier.
"It's only Willie," Bobby said, obviously relieved. He started to go back to his screwing as the front door opened.
"But-but-" Carol stammered as she tried to push her youngest son away as Willie walked into the living room. Carol saw the surprise register suddenly on her oldest son's face. She flushed red, and wondered what kind of a scene was about to follow.
CHAPTER SIX
"Well, that's a cozy scene," Willie said, arching his eyebrows as he closed and locked the door.
"Is that all you've got to say?" Carol asked in amazement as she felt Bobby's cunt-digger spasm between her slick, quivering, clutching pussy walls.
"What else am I supposed to say," Willie said, shrugging his shoulders and putting down the bags of groceries.
"I don't think she knows," Bobby said to his older brother as he squeezed his mother's tit.
"Bobby knows the scene. I had a long talk with him today instead of with Ben. I thought I could pick up the vibes from his crotch whenever he looked at you. Well, I was right," Willie said as he started to undress.
"Hey, wait 'til I get through," Bobby said as he went back to his serious fucking.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Carol repeated as she shoved her ass up, taking every hot, hard inch of Bobby's cock she could. She loved the feeling of her youngest son's tight balls dangling down and slapping her bucking, hunching ass. Carol began to match Bobby's bucking groin, slamming her puffy cuntlips on her son's hard, hairy crotch.
"Jab it in her," Willie called out from the other end of the room as he watched his mother get fucked by his brother.
"Ohhhhh!" Carol cried out. The idea of having her oldest son watching drove her out of her mind. Suddenly she was in a sea of cocks, drowning in gallons of hot cum as she heard both Willie's and Bobby's heavy, uneven breathing.
"UNNNNGHHHHH! OH FUCK! FUCK! FEEL GOOD, MOM!" Bobby groaned as he ground his ass on the downstroke, tickling her raw, sucking snatch. Bobby collapsed completely on top of his mother, pushing his smooth, sweaty chest down on hard nipples. He crushed the brown sensitive skin with his body as Carol tightened her arms around his neck and spread her legs wider.
"More, more!" she whispered hoarsely in Bobby's ear. She couldn't get enough of him. He was ramming her cunt regularly now, his fuck sacs slapping noisily against her bouncing ass-cheeks as she thrashed wildly on the groaning couch.
"I'M COMING!" Carol suddenly screamed. She tried to hold herself back so that she could feel Bobby's cock explode in her snatch, firing wads of his thick jizz into her cunt. But it was too late. The heat, the groans, the friction, the hot, wet feeling of her son's body over hers, and Willie's presence pushed her to climax. She felt herself rocketing off earth as the first massive contraction gripped her violated, spasming pussy.
"AIYEEEE! ARRRGHHHHH! WAWWWWWW-HHHH!" Carol shrieked as she whimpered and wailed in climax. Her body shook and ached as contraction after contraction racked every raw edge of nerve fiber.
"Jesus!" Willie exclaimed as Carol kept bucking and thrashing on the couch.
"Easy, easy," Bobby said, running his fingers over Carol's flushed forehead as she screamed and hunched for what seemed to be hours. Finally, the last spasm rippled through her pussy.
"God, oh, God," Carol moaned, milking her pussy lips as she opened her eyes and looked at Bobby. "You didn't come, did you?" she asked as she still felt the scalding heat radiating from his cock.
"No. I tried, but just couldn't make it," Bobby said simply as he pulled his prick out of his mother's soft pussy.
"But I think that's probably best," Willie said from the other end of the room. Carol pulled herself up from the couch and looked behind her. Willie spread his hairy legs slowly apart, revealing his partially erect prick that poked out of a thick, dark forest of bushy hairs. He was massaging his thickly veined prick. For the first time Carol was able to compare Willie's and Bobby's pricks. It was like day and night. Bobby's was longer, but more slender and certainly smoother. Willie's was thick, dark, hairy and heavily veined. Both prick heads were perfectly rounded, flanged at the edges and deep purple when filled with blood.
"I don't know if I can take you both on so soon," Carol said, feeling her heart begin to pick up again. If this kept up, she'd have a coronary in a few weeks.
"We've got a lot of faith in you," Bobby said as he reached down and stuck two fingers in her tightening snatch.
"Ummmmmmmgh!" Carol responded, feeling her cuntal walls clamp tightly around Bobby's invading digits.
"Come on, Mom," Willie said, getting up from his chair and walking toward Carol. His blood-heavy cock swayed from side to side with every step.
"I'm kind of tired," Carol protested weakly. But it was a he. It must have been in the stars or something. She felt so horny now that she could have fucked an army. For a second, Carol felt a pang of guilt shoot through her as she thought of Pete at the store. He'd wanted to get together with her tonight, and she'd put him off for this. But what was wrong with it? It wasn't as if she were peddling her ass on the street.
Then she looked at Willie's hairy, muscular body and jiggling balls and put her boss out of her mind for the time being.
"Come on, Mom," Willie repeated, this time whispering huskily as he reached up and squeezed her tits gently with both hands.
"Ohhhhh," Carol moaned. Bobby had squeezed them so much in his fucking session that they were sore and tender.
"I think we'll have to be careful with her," Bobby said, noticing the expression of pain that shot across his mother's face.
"That's the way she--likes it," Willie said huskily, reaching down and pulling her up off the couch. "Don't you, bitch?" he asked, pulling her roughly against his hairy, hot chest and clamping his lips tightly on hers. Carol moaned as she felt Willie pull her hard against him with his strong arms and rub the full length of his thick prick against her trembling, spasming cuntlips.
"Does she like it in the ass?" Bobby asked, looking down at his mother's bouncing, firm butt.
"Does she like it there!" Willie exclaimed, pulling away from Carol and laughing loudly.
"What's so funny?" Bobby asked, reaching for his prick and rubbing the hot, tight tip of his shaft with his trembling fingers.
"Shit, that's the first place I fucked her," Willie admitted, sliding his hands up slightly to his mother's heavy, hanging tits.
"Ohhh, God!" Carol moaned, wishing that the boys would stop their gossip and get on with their fucking.
"like this, Mom?" Bobby asked as he stood behind her and wrapped his strong arms around her heaving belly.
"UNNGHHHH!" Carol groaned as she felt her youngest son jam his hot dick in her ass. As Bobby held her, Carol could feel him rubbing his groin slowly against his ass-cheeks, sliding his cock back and forth across her taut, fleshy buns as if he were trying to jam it up her shitter without any grease.
"Fuck, she's a hot bitch tonight," Willie observed, sliding his hands from her swollen tits down her flat belly to her cunt. Carol felt her oldest son's hands slide across her firm thighs and head for her cunt.
"WOHHHH!" Carol moaned as Willie pulled his fingers across her fluttering pussy. "Please, don't tease me!" she whimpered, hunching her hips forward.
"Ohhh, shit, feel this," Willie said to his younger brother as he stuck two fingers between her hot cuntlips and up her steaming cunt. "You wouldn't believe that grip!" Willie said as Carol's pussy contracted and gripped his fingers.
"Mmmmm, Mom, you're gonna make me shoot all over your ass if you jerk back like that," Bobby said, rubbing his thick cock back and forth until the head slid across her bun and into the tight crack.
"Ohhhh, noooo," Carol protested weakly, hunching her thighs forward, impaling her snatch farther onto Willie's probing fingers. "Mmmmm," she groaned, jerking back and burying Bobby's cock between her firm ass-cheeks.
"WOW!" Bobby cried.
"You like this idea of a threesome?" Willie panted as he continued to finger his mother's pussy.
"Shit, we should've done this a lot earlier," Bobby said as he crouched down slightly. Carol saw that he was going to try to ram his cock up her asshole.
"No, not yet, not yet," Carol said as she tore free from her sons. "Your brother knows I've got to get worked up before I can take it in the ass," she said as she staggered to the chair Willie had been sitting in. She saw her two sons grinning at her while they stroked their jerking cocks.
"Ever had two pricks in the mouth before?" Willie asked as he slapped his younger brother across the shoulder and winked at him.
"I don't know if I can stretch that wide, but I'll try," Carol said as she slid slightly forward in the chair until her cunt was just past the edge of the cushion. She stuck a finger in her hot hole and slid up it until it brushed against her throbbing clit. "Ummmm," she groaned, squeezing her thighs tightly together as she closed her eyes and opened her mouth.
"I think that's an invite," Willie said as he moved forward and guided his cock into Carol's hot mouth. At the same time Bobby hunched up against his brother, sliding his prick in next to Willie's.
"UNNNGHHHH!" Carol cried out in a muffled groan as she felt their cocks jam back and forth in between her widely parted lips. The pricks slid against one another, firing up each other like two pieces of flint sparking inside Carol's sucking mouth. Carol couldn't believe that this was happening. Both her sons' cocks jammed up against the back of her throat. A few days ago she'd never have believed it could happen. She sighed deeply, then continued to finger herself, feeling another torrent of fresh, hot cunt juice ooze out from between her fat pussy lips as Willie's and Bobby's cocks battered against the back of her throat.
"UNNNNGHHHH! FUCK, MOM!" Bobby cried, reaching forward and digging his fingertips into her head.
"FUCK! FUCK!" Willie echoed, hunching wildly back and forth as he felt his mother's tongue slosh up and down his spasming cock.
Carol surprised herself. She was able to slide her mouth down to the roots of both cocks without gagging. At the same time she slowly wrapped her tongue around their cocks, working her way up to the throbbing heads. "OHHHH!" the two brothers cried together.
Carol's mouth didn't miss an inch of their hot, tightly stretched cock-meat. She felt every vein, every wrinkle slide across her stretched lips as she reached up and cupped their balls alternately.
"Unnnnnghhhh!" Carol grunted as she pulled her mouth free of the two big cocks. "That's enough of that. If I had those things in there any longer, you two would've drowned me with jizz."
"That isn't a bad way to go, is it?" Willie joked as he tilted Carol's head up.
"That's not really funny-nnnghhhhfff!" Carol finished the sentence as Willie clamped his lips on hers again, pulling in her tongue and spittle as his tongue crashed into her mouth. It wiggled and wagged frantically between her teeth. At the same time Bobby dropped to his knees and inched his way forward until he was crouched between Carol's widely splayed knees. While Willie was tonguing his mother's sucking mouth, Bobby buried his face in Carol's hot, drooling snatch.
"UNNGHHHH!" she cried out in her oldest son's mouth as she felt Bobby's thick tongue push past her cuntlips and snake up like a hot poker. Carol pulled her fingers out of her cunt and let Bobby take over while Willie cupped his mother's hanging, swaying tits. She felt her nipples twitch and spark with sexual fury as Willie squeezed the hot, hard flesh. Carol's cunt spasmed wildly as she felt Bobby's lips close tightly around her cunt and suck gently at the hot, slippery flesh.
"Christ, this is uncomfortable," Willie said, pulling away. "Come on, let's go back to the couch," he said, turning around and pulling Carol after him.
"It's too narrow," Carol complained as she sat on the cushions. She could feel the cold damp sweat and cunt juice that still stained the cushions.
"So what?" Willie panted. Carol looked at her two sons. Their red faces and rhythmically twitching cocks told her that they weren't in the mood for games. Their balls contracted and ached for immediate relief.
"Come on, Mom," Willie said as he sat on the couch.
"Hey, how the fuck can I get in her ass that way?" Bobby asked as Willie started to hunch against his mother.
"Sorry, kid," Willie said apologetically, sliding around and pushing Carol up until he was lying down on the couch and she was on top of him. "Better?"
"You bet. You can take her in the cunt. I want to jam my cock up her asshole," Bobby said as he climbed more carefully onto the couch and lowered his face to Carol's upturned ass. Before she knew it, her youngest son was tonguing her sweaty ass, flicking his tongue across the brown, puckered skin of her asshole while he gripped her firm thighs with both hands.
"Oh shit, lick my ass!" Carol cried out as she dragged her stiff, twitching nipples across Willie's hairy chest. The wiry body hairs tickled her sensitive boobs.
"Jesus," Willie moaned as he hunched his hips forward, battering her puffy cuntlips with his spasming cockhead. "Oh fuck, I wanna jam my prick up your snatch."
"Wait a sec," Bobby called from behind. Suddenly Carol felt something hot, wet and pointed jam inside her asshole. It was Bobby's tongue!
"UNNGHHH!" she groaned, feeling hot flashes of pleasure shoot from her ass to her throbbing clit. At the same time Willie stroked her cuntlips, trailing his fingernails across the tightly stretched, shuddering straining membrane. He jammed a finger in and wriggled it around her juice-slicked snatch.
"Mmmmm, no change. Mom's still as hot as ever," Willie said as he stuck in two more fingers, pinching and tugging at Carol's clit with his other hand.
"AIYEEEE! WAWWWWHHHH! NNNGHHHH!" the woman screamed, clenching her cunt walls together and biting her lower lip in an attempt to keep from coming. Bobby's ass-probing and Willie's cunt-fingering were driving her to orgasm. "N-nooo! Don't do that!" she gasped, slamming her thighs up and down her oldest son's hand.
"Think she's ready?" Bobby asked as he moved away from Carol's ass and stroked his cock slowly with his right hand. At the same time he pried his mother's ass-cheeks as wide apart as he could.
"Fuck! She's ready to take on a Greyhound bus, she's so goddamn hot! Just make sure you got enough spit on that cock of yours and in that hole so you can get your knob in. The rest'll come easy," Willie advised his brother as he put his arms around his mother's thighs and forced them down lower towards his jerking cock.
"Hey, easy," Bobby warned as he tried to position his prick for the initial thrust. "Let me know when you're gonna stick your cock in. We'll ram her in the same time."
"OHHHH!" Carol cried out. She felt like a bitch fucking her sons. But the idea of having both their cocks slamming inside her at the same time turned her into a giant fucking machine. She didn't care about anything else except her sons' pricks and the fact that they were inches away from her holes.
Suddenly she remembered the oil. That would make Bobby's prick slide into her shitter more easily than spit.
"The baby oil. Use the baby oil," Carol groaned to Bobby as she pointed wildly at the bottle on the floor.
"Hey, not a bad idea," the boy said, picking up the bottle. "Mmmmmm, good and hot, too," Bobby said, pouring the oil onto his palm and greasing down his prick.
"Better use the whole damned thing for Mom," Willie joked, stroking his mother's bouncing tits.
"Why not?" Bobby said, tilting the bottle over and letting the warm body oil pour into his mother's shitter.
"OHHHHH!" Carol groaned, hunching her hips down. The sudden sensation of something warm and wet in her asshole made her clit beat like a tree in a hurricane.
"AAAHHHH!" Carol shrieked.
"Shit, NOW!" Willie cried, clenching his teeth and driving his cock up in between Carol's fat, slippery cuntlips. At the same time, Bobby threw the bottle to the floor and tightened his grip around his mother's ass. He lunged forward, burying his cock deep inside Carol's greasy shithole.
"AIYEEEE! AIYEEEEE! OHHHHH! ARRRGHHHH! OH, FFFUUUCCCKKK MMMEEEEE! OH FUCK, IT FEELS SOOOOO GOOOOOD!" Carol shrieked, wriggling her ass and tossing her head wildly from side to side. Her long black hair whipped across Willie's heaving, hairy chest as he hunched up again and again, driving his juice-slicked cock deeper and harder into the woman's snatch.
"Fuck, she's gonna squeeze the shit outta my prick," Bobby cried.
"Don't worry," Willie panted. "She'll relax in a few seconds. Just slide it back and forth. Ma gets so fuckin' hot with something shoved in her ass that pretty soon her shit hole's like a goddamn cunt!" Willie grunted.
"OHHH, FUCK MEEEEE!" Carol screamed again. As Willie and Bobby completed their downstrokes, Carol squeezed her cunt and asshole muscles together, gripping their cocks in her gut. Then she rotated her thighs slowly from left to right, churning their cocks in her holes before relaxing her muscles and letting her sons slide their pricks out.
"UNNNGHHH! MY G-GOD!" Bobby stammered. Carol could feel her youngest son's cock swelling in her ass. He was going to come if she didn't slow him down. But how could she? Willie was firing her cunt up like a country bonfire with his constant cock-ramming.
"Don't, Willie! I don't want your brother to shoot now," Carol pleaded.
"Okay, Mom," Willie panted, crashing down heavily on the couch and letting his cock twitch deliciously inside Carol's hot cunt as he started playing with his mother's hanging, firm tits. He lightly trailed his fingers up and down her tits, running them over to her hard, brown nipples. Carol closed her eyes and moaned softly as she felt her son take her nipples between his fingers and squeeze them gently.
"I-I think I'm okay," Bobby finally panted from behind as he started pumping his hips again.
"Ohhhhh!" Carol cried as they started ramming their cocks back and forth inside her. The room was filled with the smells and sounds of fucking. Carol threw her arms around her oldest son's neck and pulled his body up to hers, rubbing her tits into his muscular chest. His ass shoved up rapidly, sending hot inches of prick-meat deep into her raw, sucking cunt as his balls ground against her battered groin.
"I-I can't hold it any MOOOORRREEE!" Bobby cried suddenly.
Carol squeezed her ass-cheeks together to try to stop the gushing, but it was too late. She felt Bobby's crotch hairs scratching her ass-cheeks desperately as the first wads of the boy's cum exploded in her asshole.
"UNNNGHHHH! OH, MOM! MAAAAA!" the boy cried, throwing his head back and jamming his groin hard against Carol's soft ass.
"Shit, keep it in her!" Willie grunted to his younger brother as he finished a hard upstroke.
"I'M COMMMMIIINNNGGG!" Carol suddenly found herself screaming. She tightened her cunt as hard as she could, producing the maximum amount of friction she could. She was shooting toward climax, and she wanted to feel Willie's hot jizz spattering down her fuck hole.
"NNNGHHH! NNNGHHH!" Willie groaned between his tightly clenched teeth as he dug his head into the cushions and arched his hairy, muscular thighs. Carol could feel his balls rumbling and quaking between her legs. She knew he was about to blow his load. Her slick cunt walls wrapped themselves around Willie's stabbing prick even tighter.
"NOW! OH, MY GOD! ARRRGHHH! ARRRGHHHH! ARRRGHHHH!" Carol shrieked desperately as her cunt became gripped in the throes of orgasm. It was as if sticks of dynamite had exploded in her crotch.
"FUUUCCCCKKK!" Willie answered her, slamming his muscular groin up and digging his prick in as far as it could go. In an instant, Carol felt his hot, sticky wet jizz spatter against her quivering pussy walls. She screamed mindlessly as a torrent of climactic waves ripped through her cunt.
"Ohhhhh!" Carol finally groaned, collapsing on top of Willie as the last spasm swept over her snatch.
"Jeeeesus, Mom," Bobby said as he slumped over on his mother's sweaty back.
"My little family," Carol said, smiling to herself as she felt their cocks still twitching and jerking deep inside her body. She could have stayed in that position all night. She'd never felt so contented as she did now, sandwiched in between her two sons.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Carol drove to work the following day with a smile almost branded on her face. She'd never felt so satisfied and happy before in her life. As she pulled into the employee parking lot, Carol thought of her new position, Pete, and of course her two sons. Everything suddenly seemed to be going her way.
"Mrs. Hines? Mrs. Hines?" the salesman who had found Carol and Pete in the bed called out to her from the loading dock.
Oh, God, not Jack Moore, Carol thought as she climbed out of her car.
"We've got some shipping problems," the fat, balding, middle-aged salesman said, smiling curiously at her.
Carol wondered why all men Jack's size and shape seemed to have the same greasy attitude toward women. All her dates who looked like Jack acted like Jack. Carol wondered if they all went to the same school to learn repulsiveness.
"But that's really not my department. Jack,"
Carol said, trying to smile at him.
"Oh, come on, Mrs. Hines. The whole store knows that you're taking over as assistant manager and buyer next month. You might as well start enjoying the troubles now," the salesman said, gluing his eyes on Carol's protruding tits.
"Well, all right," she sighed, climbing carefully onto the loading dock and walking into the rear stockroom. "Now, what's the problem?" Carol asked, looking around the darkened storeroom.
"Further on down here," Jack said, walking slightly ahead of her.
Carol tried to figure out Jack Moore's sudden interest in shipping-unless it was because of that hysterical woman who ran screaming out of the store yesterday. Maybe he was trying to score points with the old bitch by giving her super service.
"Just a little further on," Jack said, turning right at a high stack of furniture crates.
Carol began to feel a little uneasy. It seemed to be getting darker and darker where they were going. There was no one around. She glanced down at her wrist watch and noticed that it was seven-thirty-at least half an hour before the crew started arriving. She'd wanted to get there early to work on some end of the month reports. But here she was, traipsing through a dark stockroom with a first-class creep.
"Jack, where are you?" Carol called out as she peered into the dusky air.
"Right here," he said, jumping in front of her.
"OHHH!" Carol screamed, putting her hand to her mouth and staggering back several feet. The salesman obviously had something else on his mind besides furniture shipments.
"What kind of a joke is this?" Carol said in a quivering voice, trying to act as if she were still in control of the situation.
"No joke, Carol," Jack said, squeezing his crotch while he walked slowly toward her. "I've been watching you lately. God, if you only knew how much I've been watchin' you. I saw you making goo-goo eyes at the boss, and I kept wondering, why not me?"
"Jack, please," Carol pleaded as she felt her firm, rounded ass press against the concrete wall. There was no place else for her to run.
"But then I had to find the two of you naked on some fuckin' piece of furniture in this room!" Jack cried out angrily. "Okay, okay. So you've got to do your thing, like the kids say," he said, growing flushed in the face as sweat poured from his forehead, down his neck and into his stained white shirt. Carol shuddered as he wheezed more unevenly now. "Well, I've got to do mine."
"Please, Jack. Don't. Not here-" Carol started.
"I'm gonna fuck you, just like probably half of Los Angeles has had a taste of that cunt," Jack said huskily, stepping forward as Carol tried to make a break for the rear door.
"Let me go!" she shrieked.
"Yelling won't do you any good. Nobody's around here 'til eight. And by then I'll be okay," Jack grunted as he grabbed her by the arm, swung her around, then slapped her violently across the face.
"UHHHH!" Carol groaned as she crashed to the floor.
"We've got a few things to do now," Jack whispered hoarsely as he pulled Carol roughly to her feet.
"Don't hurt me," she whimpered, covering her face protectively with her hand.
"Just cooperate," Jack said, clamping his lips to hers. Carol struggled weakly as her mind was still reeling from the salesman's sudden hit. Carol could tell that he wanted to hurt her-to humiliate her. He wanted to rape her, sinking his withered cock into her cunt.
"NNNNGH!" Carol moaned in disgust as she felt one of his hands rolling at one of her pendulous tits. She tried not to throw up as Jack's lips slithered over hers. They felt hot and clammy as she opened her mouth quickly and admitted Jack's tongue.
"Oh, babe. I knew you'd get hot once you got into the swing," Jack chuckled, pulling away from her slightly to look down at her tits then going back to his tonguing.
Carol moaned again, pretending to be turned on. Then she clamped down suddenly on his tongue, digging her sharp teeth into the soft, fleshy organ. He screamed, blowing his stinking, sour breath down her throat. Carol fell back with revulsion.
"You fuckin' bitch!" Jack sputtered, holding one hand partly over his mouth.
"You asked for it," Carol said, inching across the wall toward the rear door.
"You're not gettin' away," Jack slurred as a trickle of blood oozed out of the right comer of his mouth.
"You try something like this again, and you'll get more of that," Carol said, pointing at his mouth as she wheeled around on her heels and started running for the door.
"Bitch! Bitch!" Jack screamed at the top of his lungs as he followed her.
Carol had almost reached the door when she felt the salesman's fingers wrap around her throat and squeeze tight.
"AIYEEE! ARRRGHHH! UNNNGHHH!" she screamed, feeling the air being choked and squeezed out of her body. Carol sank to the floor as she sensed everything turning black around her.
"Oh! Oh! OHHHHH!" Carol gasped, clutching her throat as Jack stepped back after letting her go.
"No more games," he panted as he steadied himself by leaning on a large furniture carton.
Carol realized that struggling wouldn't do her any good. She looked up and saw Jack coming at her again. But this time, she decided not to fight.
"Gonna fuck you," he grunted as he fell on top of her, crushing her to the cold, concrete floor.
"UNNNGHHHH!" Carol grunted under the sudden heavy weight. That plus the pressure of his probing hands made it useless to fight him off. She watched him unzip his pants. In a second she could feel Jack's hard, hot stubby cock as it jerked against the flesh of the inside of her right thigh. She knew that he was going to fuck her, and there wasn't a thing she could do to stop it. Carol felt his juice-smeared cockhead slide slowly higher between her thighs. Carol gritted her teeth, trying to fight back the urge of puke. Her stomach churned like a tornado as she felt Jack's prick snake deeper and higher between her legs.
"UNNNGHHH!" Carol heard him grunt. His hands ran freely over her body, pulling up her skirt, pushing down her panties and stroking her black, wiry cunt hair. She moaned in protest, and Jack mistook the moan for a sigh of pleasure.
"I knew you'd love it babe, once you got used to me," Jack said huskily.
"God! God!" Carol groaned as she felt Jack slide down her body until his face was even with her cunt. She opened her eyes and looked around her, hoping to find a crowbar or heavy piece of wood or something. But the floor was clean.
"Oh, God.. .God, it's so fuckin' hot, it's gonna broil my tongue," Jack groaned as he stuck his tongue deep into her pussy.
"SHIHITTTT!" Carol groaned as she felt her snatch explode in waves of pleasure. She hated to admit it, but she was enjoying the attack. Jack was still repulsive to her. But her cunt had been on such a high burner lately that anything up her pussy was enough to set it off like a powder keg.
"Oh, yeah! YEAH!" Jack cried enthusiastically as he jumped back up on her tits and breathed on her face.
"UNNNGH!" the woman moaned, closing her eyes and turning her face away. She felt her cunt cool off like an iceberg. She didn't care how hot her pussy had been. This was still fat, bad-breathed Jack slithering on top of her belly, trying to jam his pathetic cock into her.
"Now for the best part," Jack grunted, reaching around in one of his suit jacket pockets for something.
"What--? " Carol began, then focused her eyes more clearly at something he was holding in his hand.
"See how you like getting rammed at both ends, babe," Jack said as he flipped a tiny switch at the bottom of the dildo.
"OHHHH, NOOOOO!" Carol cried out as her eyes opened wide in horror. She stared at the long, thick, gleaming white vibrator as it quivered in Jack's shaking hand. She didn't want that pole no jammed up her shitter. It was about the size of Willie's cock, so Carol didn't have any fears about it breaking her shit-chute apart. But just the idea of something mechanical snaking around inside her bowels made her mind spin with disgust.
"Shut up! You'll love it," Jack said as he slid the vibrator between her legs, then back and up toward her asshole.
"NOOOO!" Carol cried again as she felt Jack hunch up his groin then shove forward. She felt his cock sliding into the junction of her cuntlips, sliding over the slick membrane to her pussy. "UGGGHHH!" Carol groaned as his prick finally pushed all the way into her snatch.
"AAAAAGHHHHH!" Jack cried. "Ohhh, babe. Your snatch's soooo good. Ummm, Jack loves your pussy," the salesman panted heavily. He humped his fat thighs harder and faster as he fumbled with the dildo around her ass-cheeks.
"UNNNGHHHH!" Carol cried again. God, wouldn't anybody come into the warehouse. She'd been screaming and yelling for the past ten minutes. Carol couldn't believe that no one heard her.
"UNNNGH! UNNNGHHHH! UNNNGHHHH!" Jack grunted crazily. Carol could feel his heavy body stiffening and quivering. His acrid breath came in short, uneven gasps. She knew that in a few seconds, he'd be spraying his puny load of jizz into her pussy.
Suddenly Carol felt Jack fly off her belly. She opened her eyes and saw him lying dazed on the floor next to her.
"You sonofabitch! You get the fuck out of this building and stay out!" Pete screamed at the startled salesman. "I-I-" Jack stammered as he struggled to his feet.
"I said GET OUT!" Pete screamed again, lurching forward and grabbing Jack by the lapels of his suit jacket.
"But-but," Jack continued to stammer as Pete dragged him to the rear door and threw him roughly down on the loading dock. Carol rolled over and propped her head up as she watched Jack fumble for his fly, trying to poke in his prick as Pete stood over him, threatening him with every kind of beating if he didn't get off the loading dock right away.
"You did it. I can't see why your employees can't fuck her too," Jack whimpered as he climbed off the high loading platform.
"Get the fuck out of here. And don't expect any kind of references from me," Pete said angrily as he watched the salesman stagger out of the parking lot and onto the street.
"You were a little hard on him," Carol said, secretly glad that Pete had pounced on Jack.
"You wanted me to let him finish with you?" Pete said, arching his eyebrows as he looked down at the still-buzzing dildo.
"Oh, God!" Carol said, feeling her body shudder again with disgust as she thought of Jack Moore's grinding, fat body.
"Hey, it's all over," Pete said softly as he knelt down beside her and wrapped his arms around her shoulders. "He fucked you, but didn't blow his load. I guess that's better that way," Pete said.
Carol looked up at the handsome man and felt her pussy melt like hot butter.
"You need someone to take care of you," Pete moaned softly in her ear as he flicked his tongue lightly across the nape of her neck.
"This is the weirdest proposal of marriage I've ever gotten," Carol said, giggling softly as she felt Pete's hands slide across her heaving chest. She glanced at her watch as she felt Pete push her back down on the floor.
"Hey, the others start coming in-, " she started to say as he slid his hand under her wrinkled skirt.
"Fuck the employees. If they catch us, they'll probably think it's the same two kids from the high school," Pete said, laughing loudly as he started unbuttoning her blouse.
"They never bought that story in the first place," Carol said, smiling up at Pete as she reached forward and unzipped his pants. She stuck her hand into the opened fly and worked her fingers through the cock slit in his cotton Jockeys until she felt his stiffening, burning prick.
"Who cares?" Pete said, closing his eyes and hunching forward slightly as Carol wrapped her fingers around the man's jerking, juicing, hard prick.
"God, fuck me," Carol moaned as she hiked up her skirt and shoved her hot snatch high into the air.
"UMMMMMM!" Pete groaned in response, sliding away from her hand and moving between her widely spread legs.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Carol groaned as she clamped her legs around Pete and hunched crazily in the air.
"Oh, shit, babe! Let's make some use out of Jack's little toy," Pete said as he reached down and trailed the tip of his forefinger across the hot, slippery edge of her shuddering cuntlips.
"Yesssss," the woman hissed. It was amazing how the dildo in Pete's hands seemed like a great idea, and in Jack's hands it was revolting.
"Ohhh, shiiiitttt!" Pete groaned as he unbuttoned his pants and slid the trousers down his hairy legs to his ankles. With another fast move, he pushed his tight-fitting shorts down, releasing his blood-heavy, hot cock. Carol grunted with delight as she felt the steamy pole bounce against her quivering legs.
"What about--? " she began.
"I want your pussy. But this little number digs your ass, I think," Pete said, chuckling softly.
"Yessss! Ohhh, yesss," Carol whispered ecstatically as he pinched her thighs together and rubbed the slippery, mushy edges of her cuntlips together.
"Me first," Pete said as he reached down and grabbed his prick, rubbing the gleaming fat cockhead against her shuddering cunt. Then he positioned his prick directly over the hot, dark-red gash of Carol's snatch.
"Mmmmm," Carol moaned invitingly as she felt the smooth, bulbous cockhead shoving inside her hot, quivering hole. She squeezed her taut ass-cheeks together and wriggled up off the floor, working Pete's thick, slick meaty bulb easily into her clutching fuck-tunnel. As Carol twisted around, her cuntlips sprang open, pulling stickily apart and making her boss' entry easier. Pete gasped as he felt a rush of hot, wet air blow out of Carol's rumbling pussy and scald his dangling, hairy balls.
"FFFFUUUCCCKKK MEEEEE!" Carol cried wildly as Pete's flanged prickhead sank deeper and deeper into her snatch. Her cunt walls clamped the driving shaft tightly, and she twisted her hips around like a giant fleshy screw, gulping down as much of the man's prick into her cunt as she could.
"God, Carol!" Pete groaned, hunching back and pulling out his cock, only to drive it back in and grind his hairy, sweaty crotch against her trembling, reddened pussy lips.
"AIYEEEE! UNNGHHHH!" Carol shrieked as Pete reached between her flailing legs and grabbed one of her soft, wet cuntlips. As he squeezed it gently between his thumb and fingers, he flicked one finger over her red, erect clit. It sent bolts of high-powered sexual electricity searing through her mushy cunt. Carol arched her back as if a thousand watts of juice ripped through her thrashing body, banging her head against the floor. She felt her nipples twitch wildly, threatening to tear loose of her swollen tits.
"N-N-NOOOO!" Carol screamed over and over as Pete continued to pluck away at her tiny organ.
"That should warm you up enough," he grunted as he picked up the buzzing vibrator. "That feel good?" Pete asked as he brought the quivering tip of the dildo against her upturned ass-cheeks, dragging it across the smooth, downy skin until it rested on top of her tightly-clenched asshole.
"Ummmmm," Carol groaned, hunching her knees up higher so that Pete could get a better shot at her shithole. At the same time, she clamped her cunt muscles tightly around his embedded cock, afraid that any sudden movement might jerk him free of her pussy. Carol wanted the vibrator inside her ass, churning away deep down in her bowels. But she didn't want to lose Pete's prick in the process.
"AGGGHHHH! AGGGHHHH!" Carol shrieked. "For God's sake, OHHHHH! Wet it down with-UNNNGHHH-some-something!" Carol wailed in pain as she felt Pete trying to shove the plastic cock into her shitter.
"Sorry, babe," Pete apologized, pulling out the two inches he'd buried in her upturned ass and wiping it clean before he spat on the latex surface. "Okay, here she comes again," he said as he positioned the quivering pointed tip against her puckered shit hole again. Carol closed her eyes and took a deep breath as she felt the slippery surface trail across her asshole again before it made another attempt at entry. Then came that familiar flash of pain that shot across her ass, then ripped through her stomach to her cunt and tits as Pete jammed the dildo all the way into her ass.
"AHHH! AGGGHHH! AIYEEEEE!" Carol shrieked, thrashing crazily on the cold floor as she humped and hunched against Pete. But as much as the pain ripped at every raw-rubbed nerve ending in her body, Carol didn't beg Pete to yank the vibrator out of her shitter. She knew that the dildo would eventually work her asshole and cunt up into a fever pitch of excitement. This pain was only for a few minutes. In a little bit, she'd be begging him to jam the churn the vibrator around in her clenching asshole.
"Easy, Carol, easy," Pete crooned as he twisted the latex cock gently around in her shitter, but not shoving any more into her ass until she'd gotten used to it. He had already buried the full length of the vibrator in her bowels.
"OHHHHH! Unnnhhhh," Carol panted, feeling her asshole loosening up and accepting the vibrator.
"Well twist around a little bit," Pete said, churning the dildo around and around in her ass as he started to go back to his fucking.
"OHHH, G-GOD!" Carol cried her entire body turning into some kind of shaking, sensuous jelly as the vibrator continued to throb and quiver.
"Feel good?" Pete whispered excitedly as he stroked in and out of her sucking cunt.
"UNNNGHHH!" Carol cried, wiggling around the cold floor. Her shit-chute was spasming like a second cunt, milking away at the latex cock as it was massaged her ass.
"God! GOD! FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF MEEEE!" Carol moaned. The dildo's vibrations were being carried to her clit. The vibrations of the plastic cock had turned her clit into a beating drum. She gasped for breath as she felt the strange sensation of a two-fold fucking. It was different than being fucked by two men. There wasn't the heat and throbbing that she got from a real cock in her ass. But Carol enjoyed the thrilling ripples that the buzzing plastic prick poured through her snatch.
"ARRRGHHHH NOOOOO! AWWWWW, F-F-FFFFUUUCCCKKK M-M-MEEEEE!" Carol screeched as she was stuffed by both cocks. Carol loved the feel of Pete's thick, hairy cock ripping through her cunt while the dildo slid like a well-greased piston in and out of her shitter.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Pete screamed, slamming his hairy groin against Carol's shaking ass-cheeks until the tender skin was rubbed red and raw.
"OHHHHH!" she moaned as a flash of ecstasy raced from her ass to her clit and back again. She lost all consciousness of everything around her. Carol felt only the hot throbs of pleasure that ripped through her shit hole and clit and the growing ball of orgasm that was about to blow through her heaving belly. Pete's pumping became more wild and uncontrolled, and Carol could tell from his uneven, shaky breathing that he was about to blow his wad in her cunt.
"I'M GONNA COME, BABY!" Pete gasped, digging his hand into her ass as he tossed his head wildly from side to side. Sweat flew from his forehead and spattered against Carol's belly as her tits ached and twitched.
"M-MORE! M-MOOOORRREEE!" Carol begged as his cock swelled and throbbed inside her. Her cuntal walls tightened, clutching his prick greedily while she felt Pete increase the speed and strength of her ass-fucking. Carol thought that he was going to jam the dildo in so deep that it would take a keg of blasting powder to blow it free again.
"N-NOOOOO!" Pete finally groaned, jamming his wiry cock-haired groin against Carol's stretched, milking cuntlips. She felt hot, scalding jets of cum blow against her contracting pussy walls. Then it was her turn to come.
"WAWWWWWHHHH! WAWWWWWH!" Carol screamed as she felt her asshole twitch and contract in time to the beat of her cunt and clit. Her body became stiff as if concrete had suddenly been poured in her veins. She quivered and groaned as Pete fired more and more of his hot cum into her sucking cunt.
"NOOOOO!" he groaned, feeling another series of explosions building up in his contracting balls. Another round of jizz shot through his aching, twitching prick and exploded into Carol's cunt. She couldn't believe that he had that cum in his body. Her cunt couldn't swallow it all. Carol felt the excess jizz leaking down her quivering thighs, oozing to the floor below.
Finally, their mutual orgasm was over.
"Jesus!" Carol gasped, aware only now just how loud the buzzing dildo was.
"Let's get this little bugger out," Pete said, pulling on the latex cock until it popped out of Carol's protesting ass.
"Ow!" she cried, feeling hot flashes shoot through her ass and bowels as Pete yanked out the vibrator.
"Wow, babe! You're about the hottest thing I've ever plugged with this thing," he said, looking down at his softening prick.
"Well, it's all in the inspiration," she said, looking up at her boss and smiling gently.
"Mmmmm, sorry about Jack Moore. I didn't know he'd been bothering you," Pete said, making a face as he hunched up and slowly drew his cock out of her snatch.
"He hadn't. One of those silent admirers that I could do without," Carol said, putting down her legs and staggering to her feet. She felt her cunt shudder lightly as some of Pete's cooling cum oozed out of her slackening pussy and flowed through her matted cunt hairs.
"Well, he won't be around to bother you any more. You'll just have me to fight off," Pete said, smiling broadly at her as he pulled his pants up over his dangling cock.
"Now that's a problem I'm going to like having," Carol said as she slipped her panties over her overworked but satisfied cunt.
CHAPTER EIGHT
"OHHHH, SHIIIiTTTT!" Carol groaned huskily between her clenched teeth as she ground her ass-cheeks together in a fever of fuck-fury. She raised her trembling ass high off the bed, impaling her hot, fat cuntlips on her stabbing forefinger. Carol brought her other hand down to her pussy and used three lingers to spread her hot gash.
"OHHHHH!" the woman moaned as she felt her tightly pulled, trembling sticky pussy lips spring open. Carol held her cuntlips apart while her forefinger dipped into the steaming cunt and dug up the steamy juices again. She smeared her cunt juice along the inner surfaces of her shuddering pussy, then pushed the finger slowly back through the wiry matting of snatch hairs toward her asshole. Carol groaned again as she felt her shitter tremble when her finger snaked closer and closer to her asshole. Then she felt it relax as her finger trailed back to her sucking pussy.
"AHHHHH!" Carol sighed as she felt her pussy contract suddenly, rubbing its raw, slick sides together as it sucked in the cool air of her bedroom. There was no limit to the pleasure that Carol felt when her fingers came to rest again on her erect clit. She stroked and squeezed her miniature organ. Each movement was like an explosion deep in her belly, shaking her body with shocks and aftershocks of pleasure. She moved her forefinger up and down her cunt repeatedly, sticking it inside and pulling it out almost immediately when it had a new coat of cunt juice that oozed down her finger toward her palm. Each time she thought of Pete's thick cock pulsating with sexual heat and boiling cum as it slammed in and out of her sensitive cuntal walls, she could feel sexual heat beginning to flush across her tits, spreading across her heaving, sweaty belly and down to her shuddering cunt.
"UNNNGHHHH, P-P-PETE!" Carol groaned as she closed her eyes and thought about the proposal. It wasn't proposal of marriage, actually. They hadn't really known each other that well. But it was about the next best thing. Obviously, Jack Moore's attack on her at the store made Pete realize that he wanted Carol for more than an assistant in the business and an occasional fuck.
"Besides, the boys need a father to help them out," Pete had told her.
Carol smiled to herself. Pete was experienced all right, but she didn't think her two sons needed any kind of help on any subject.
"OHHHH!" Carol screamed as she felt her hot, clammy walls bite down on her invading fingers and suck in her hand.
Suddenly Carol froze as she heard Willie's car pull into the drive. She pulled her hand out of her clenching pussy with a loud sucking popping sound and rolled off the bed quickly, running to the bathroom and tearing her robe off the hook behind the door. Neither of her sons was supposed to be home until tonight! She bit her fingernails in frustration as she thought of her invitation to Pete to come over after work. He'd be there in an hour, and all she'd be able to give him would be some chips and dip.
"Damn!" Carol moaned in frustration as she felt her cunt rumble again. She wanted to fuck now! How could she sack out with her boss with her two sons watching? Carol knew that Willie and Bobby wouldn't mind. In fact, they'd probably join in. But she wasn't sure if Pete would be so liberal.
"Hey, Mom, I'm home!" Willie called from below.
"Are you sure your mother won't mind?" Carol heard a young girl's voice ask from the kitchen.
"Naw! She doesn't care if we have another mouth to feed. And especially if that mouth belongs to the best cheerleader in the school," Willie said as he strode into the living room.
"Seems awful quiet in here. Maybe she's not home," the girl said a little hopefully.
"Hmmmmm, maybe not," Willie said as he started up the stairs.
Carol didn't know why, but suddenly she didn't want him to find her. She burned with jealousy as she listened to the strange girl Willie had brought into the house. What was she doing there? He hadn't told her that he'd been dating.
"In a way, I hope she's gone," the girl said as she sank into the living room couch and trailed the tips of her slender fingers across the cushions. "I mean, I want to meet her and all that, but I thought that maybe we could show each other how much we mean to one another, you know," the girl said dreamily.
What? Carol thought as she ran back into her bedroom and sneaked into her closet. She held her breath as she heard Willie check out all the rooms to see if his mother was there.
"I guess she's gone for a while," Willie said in a tone that was a little too bright for Carol's pleasure. "But I can't understand it. Her car's in the garage."
"Never mind about that," the girl said, smiling broadly at Willie as he stepped into the living room. "She might be out shopping or something. But we still have time."
"Jeeze, Kathy," Willie said as he watched the girl slowly unbutton her light blue, clinging blouse. The boy's cock swelled and throbbed as inch after hot inch of Kathy's young titties was exposed.
Meanwhile Carol strained her ears against the closet door, trying to figure out if Willie were still upstairs or not.
Got to find out now, she thought as she opened the door and peeked into the living room. She didn't hear anything, but Carol was sure she heard groans coming up from the living room. My God, they're fucking already! Carol thought as she pulled her bathrobe over her tits and crept softly down the hall.
"Oh, God, my titties! MY TITS!" Carol heard the girl screech from below.
"F-f-fuuuccckkk," she heard Willie answer the girl in a low moan. She had to see what was going on.
As Carol walked down the stairs, she heard the sounds of frenzied rustling and passionate groans floating up the stairwell. Her pulse pounded with jealousy as Kathy screeched out that Willie was scraping her cuntlips too hard.
"N-N-NOOOO! YOU'RE H-HURTING M-M-MEEEEE!" Kathy cried out as she wrapped her flailing legs around Willie's bobbing head.
"I'll eat you out until you scream your teeth loose," Willie moaned as he continued to dig his flicking tongue deeper and deeper into her hot, sticky pussy.
"Ohhhh," Carol moaned jealousy as she poked her head around the corner of the wall to see what was happening. Kathy was sitting on the couch with her legs widely splayed. Her blouse laid on the floor with her skirt. Her titties jangled and swayed back and forth as she moved from side to side on the couch. The girl's forehead was streaked with nervous, sexual sweat as she occasionally reached up arid squeezed her twitching, sparking nipples for relief.
"AIYEEEEEEE!" Kathy shrieked, raising up her thighs into Willie's face.
"Ummmmm," the boy replied.
"Damn!" Carol whispered aloud as she watched her son keep eating Kathy out. Willie was wearing only his Jockey shorts as he knelt between the young girl's trembling legs and sucked and chewed on her pussy.
"FUCK MEEEE! FUCK MEEEEE!" Kathy screamed as she locked her ankles around Willie's neck and bucked her cunt hard against his stabbing nose.
"Shhhh, or you'll have the whole shitty neighborhood down on our asses," Willie warned.
"I don't c-care! I-I-AIYEEEEE!" Kathy shrieked again as Willie strummed at her ringing clit with his rough, hot tongue.
"OHHHH!" Carol groaned as she slowly unfastened her robe and let her fiery tits dangle. The woman was turning on to the scene in front of her. She felt her cunt flare up and become saturated with lust as she watched Willie munch on the young girl's pussy. Carol pressed her palm against her quivering mound. She felt it respond with tiny explosions and spasms, and thought of how Willie's tongue would feel wriggling and poking in and out of her twat.
"P-p-plllleeeease fuck me! FUCK M-MEEEEE!" Kathy begged, digging her fingers deep into the cushions.
Willie looked up and saw that the girl was close to climaxing.
"Okay. I guess Mom'll be home pretty soon, and we'd better get it on before she gets here," the boy said as he pulled his mouth off Kathy's sucking snatch.
"Jesui!" Kathy sighed in relief as she felt Willie's lips slide off her trembling cunt.
"You won't be so relaxed when you feel this in you," the boy said as he jammed his thumbs under the elastic waistband of his shorts and shoved them down to his knees.
"Ohhhhh!" Kathy cried out admiringly as Willie's hot, red, thick, pulsating prick sprang loose and bobbed frenziedly in the cool air. Willie smiled as Kathy stared at his jerking prick and jangling balls. The girl's eyes widened with delight as she stroked her damp, rumbling pussy walls.
"You want this bad, right?" Willie said, almost sneering at her as he squeezed the smoothly flanged tip of his rubbery shaft.
"Ohhh, yessss," Kathy moaned, pulling her cuntlips apart with both hands and groaning as she felt a rush of cool air blow into her hot fuck tunnel.
"Well, babe," was all Willie could say as he stepped out of his shorts, then moved closer to the panting girl.
"Oh, God! God!" Kathy groaned as she rolled her head gently back and forth on the couch. Then she opened her eyes and saw Carol on the stairway, leaning heavily against the handrail. Carol's robe was completely open, and her hair hung wildly over her face. "OHHHH, GOD!" Kathy shrieked, clamping her legs together and covering her tits protectively as she stared in horror at Carol.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Willie asked confusedly as he watched the girl bury her face in the couch.
"It's-it's-ohhhh, God! GOD!" Kathy continued to groan as she rocked back and forth in misery.
Willie turned around and saw his mother on the stairs, panting at him like a bitch driven crazy by heat.
"Hey, there's nothing to worry about. It's only Mom," Willie said reassuringly as he flashed a smile at his mother.
"Only Mom?" Kathy repeated, lifting her head out of the couch and looking at Willie uncomprehendingly.
"Sure. Come on down, Mom, and join in on the fun," Willie said as he stood next to Kathy and rubbed the tip of his hot shaft against her cheek.
"DON'T!" Kathy cried out, jumping to the other end of the couch as she still stared at Carol.
"What's she doing here?" Carol finally managed as she continued strumming her beating clit. Kathy shifted her eyes down to the woman's crotch and watched in horror as rivers of snatch juice bubbled out from between Carol's swollen cuntlips and oozed down her trembling legs. She finally began to realize what had been going on.
"Oh, my God! Your mother? You?" Kathy said, turning around and looking at Willie.
"And my brother," the boy said calmly.
"Oh, God!" Kathy said, taking her eyes off Willie and looking at Carol. The older woman looked like she was ready to kill. Her slender body heaved with hard breathing as her tits swayed and jounced furiously with each deep inhale and exhale. Carol's snatch glistened as her thick matting of cunt hairs dripped with pussy juice.
"Hey, Mom. Don't worry. It's nothin' serious. Kathy's just a friend," Willie said a little sheepishly.
"Sure she is," Carol said, trying to gain some control of her exploding snatch.
"Hey, come on. Don't be so possessive. You know, I've got to have a little cunt on my own," Willie said, looking hard at his mother.
Carol inhaled sharply, then nodded her head sadly as she agreed. She knew in her heart that she'd have to let her sons go-first Willie, then Bobby. No matter how they all felt about one another, they all had their various lives to lead.
"Well, I'll get dressed and-, " Carol started to say as she turned around on the stairs and started back up to her bedroom.
"Hey, don't talk like that. Just because I said I needed a little on the side doesn't mean that you can't join in," Willie said as he approached the foot of the stairs.
"Oh, my God! Not your mother!" Kathy exclaimed.
But Willie didn't seem to hear her.
"Come on, Mom. You've been in a three-way before, but not with another broad," Willie said pleadingly.
Carol smiled to herself. Willie had no idea of it, of course, but she had several times been with a woman. There were nights when there just weren't any available men around. When she was horny. Carol would stick anything between her legs for satisfaction-even another woman's mouth and cunt.
"Okay," Carol said, shrugging off her robe and stepping down the stairs.
"Willie, I won't be a part in this!" Kathy said angrily as she sprang up from the couch and bent down to pick up her blouse.
"Perfect shot, eh Mom?" Willie said as he pointed at Kathy's firm, downy ass and stroked his throbbing pecker. Suddenly the boy ran forward, grabbing Kathy by the thighs and forcing her to stay bent over as he jabbed the hot tip of his shaft hard against the brown, wrinkled skin of her shitter.
"AIYEEEEE! DON'T UNNNGHHHH! N-N-NOOOO! YOU'RE ALL SICK! S-S-SSSSICK!" the girl wailed.
"Come on, Mom. We're gonna show her just how sick we are," Willie said as he dragged the screaming girl across the living room floor, then forced her on top of the black throw rug in front of the coffee table.
"Don't hurt her," Carol panted as she glanced down at the young girl's quivering pussy.
"Hey, Mom, you look like you want a little snatch," Willie said, smiling as he saw this new side of his mother. "Go on, lick away. I think looking at a couple of dykes fucking around on the floor is a real turn-on!"
Carol flashed her oldest son a sneer, then looked back at the girl's pussy.
"Ohhh, don't! DON'T!" Kathy pleaded.
"You don't know my Mom. That's exactly the kind of talk that turns her burners on," Willie said as he bent down and held her hands tightly down against the carpet.
"Relax, honey," Carol whispered hotly in the girl's ear as she knelt down on the carpet next to her.
"What are you doing?" Kathy wailed as she squirmed helplessly on the throw rug.
"Gonna take care of us," Carol grunted as she slid around until her face was inches above the young girl's cunt.
"OHHHH, NOOOO!" Kathy cried as Carol's tongue landed on top of her swollen clit and slid up and down its hot, smooth sides.
"Hey, Mom, you're terrific!" Willie said as he watched Kathy thrash and buck on the rug.
"I think she's ready for a sixty-niner," Carol grunted as she dragged the tips of her heavy, swollen tits across Kathy's heaving belly. Carol finally positioned herself, then dropped her head, watching Kathy's black, curly-haired pussy inching closer and closer to her mouth until it was in licking distance. The girl seemed to know what to do. Moaning softly, she spread her legs further apart until the hair-ringed slit parted. Carol opened her mouth and exhaled hard, sticking out her tongue and jamming it in.
"UNNNGHHHH!" Kathy moaned. Then Carol felt the girl's tongue carefully snake between her own puffy cuntlips. Kathy blew softly through Carol's wiry, stiff cunt hairs as she licked at the woman's hard, trembling clit. Carol groaned back, then cupped her mouth over the teenaged girl's pussy and started to suck.
"NNNGHHH! GOD! NOOOO! NOOOO!" Kathy wailed as she hunched her hips up in Carol's face.
"AHHHH!" the woman screamed as she felt Kathy's young thin lips around her red, throbbing clit, sucking gently. At the same time, Kathy stuck two fingers into Carol's cunt, running them lightly up and down the woman's aching, fluttering flaps until she reached Carol's clit. The girl stroked the tender root of the throbbing miniature organ while she continued to suck, chew, munch and nibble at Carol's clit.
"OH! OH! OHHHH!" Carol shrieked louder and louder as the sensations of coming built up tighter and harder in her gut. Instinctively, her hands wrapped around Kathy's tits, squeezing them tightly until she thought she could feel the milk bubbling and boiling against the girl's twitching nipples.
"Hey, Mom, leave something for me," Willie said as he knelt down next to the thrashing, bucking women.
"UNNNGHHHH!" Carol moaned in response as she hunched and slammed her juicy snatch against Kathy's upturned face.
"Come ON!" Willie insisted, pulling the two women apart and spinning Carol around until she was lying even with Kathy.
"What-" Carol panted, feeling her snatch suck, quiver and burn with sexual fire.
"Gonna take care of both of you," Willie panted as he slid on top of the two women, jamming one knee between Kathy's widely splayed legs and the other between Carol's.
Carol heard Kathy groan again and guessed that Willie was finger-fucking her. She felt her pussy twitch and rumble, begging for a cock to slide between its rubbing walls. Suddenly Carol was overwhelmed as she felt her son's right finger rest on the tip of her swollen clit. He pushed down on the tiny organ as if it were an elevator button. The sudden pressure made the sensitive nerve endings in her cunt spark with pleasure. Willie strummed and rubbed both of the throbbing clits, making the two women writhe, buck and toss. They bounced off each other; slid their sweaty, smooth thighs against one another as the boy pushed his fingers deeper and deeper into their shuddering cunts.
"Gonna get a taste of Mom's cooking to see if it's like Kathy's," Willie said jokingly as he slid lower on their bodies. Carol opened her eyes and watched Willie position his mouth over her own cunt as he kept on fingering Kathy's sucking pussy.
"AGGGGHHHHH!" Carol groaned as she felt her son's tongue jam into her snatch. God, how she wanted to be fucked. She couldn't bear to wait any longer. Carol heard Kathy moaning louder and louder. But she didn't care what Willie did to the girl any more. She didn't care if he stuck his foot up her snatch. All she knew and cared about was Willie's tongue was sliding in and out of her tight cunt, pulling away and snaking its way down to her asshole. It all made her want to scream the walls down.
Willie had her cuntlips in his teeth and he was tugging on them. Carol loved the feeling. She threw her ass off the floor in a silent plea for more of the same. Carol could feel her son's hot, heavy breathing on her snatch. Then he was moving down again, running the tip of his tongue lightly along her cuntlips. Carol cried out again. She wanted to shout out for him to fuck her. When his tongue tried to ram its way back into her fuck tunnel, she did.
"Shit, Mom!" Willie panted as he dug his fingers deeper into Kathy's mushy pussy.
"FUCK ME!" the young girl demanded, clamping her legs tightly around the boy's invading fist.
"Oh, nooo!" Carol protested as she raised her cunt up to Willie's face. She felt her pussy quivering as the boy's chin dug its way into her lewdly opened snatch.
"Decisions, decisions," Willie said as he backed away and watched the two women buck and writhe on the floor. Their pussies quivered visibly, each one begging for Willie's cock.
"I think I can help," Carol heard Pete say from the front door.
"Oh, my God!" the two women cried out as they opened their eyes and saw Pete and Bobby standing only a few feet in front of them.
CHAPTER NINE
"Kathy, I'd like you to meet my younger brother," Willie said as he looked up from the two girls.
"We've met," Bobby said, grinning down at the blushing girl.
"But who's the other, guy," Willie asked curiously as he looked up at Pete.
"Uh, that's my boss," Carol said as she looked sheepishly at Pete. He didn't seem to be horrified or shocked, although there was a good deal of surprise on his face as he watched the two women still thrashing on the rug.
"I think maybe I'm unexpected," Pete finally said, smiling broadly at the crowd.
"Why are you-, " Willie began.
"I invited him over, son," Carol said, sighing deeply. "You see, he and I-, well," Carol said hesitatingly.
"Your mother and I've been fucking around," Pete said simply, reaching behind Bobby and closing the door.
"Pete!" Carol cried out in horror as she looked quickly at her two sons.
"Well, hon, it's the truth," Pete said as he walked over to the couch.
"So, good old Mom's been cattin' around, too," Willie said as he smiled at his mother.
"All right. All right, you've made your point," Carol said, realizing that if she wanted to go around looking for cock, she should let her sons look for cunt.
"What's going on?" Kathy finally wailed as she tried to figure out the relationships between the people in front of her.
Pete looked down at the girl, then broke out into loud laughter. In a second, everyone else was laughing.
"If you don't know by now, honey, I feel sorry for you," Pete said as he started to unbutton his shirt.
"And just what are you doing?" Carol said as she felt her pussy firing up again. She had an idea that there was going to be one hell of an orgy going on.
"Come on, kid. Let's join in," Pete said as he shrugged off his shirt and started unzipping his trousers.
"We were coming up the front walk when we heard the two of you screeching," Bobby said to Kathy and Carol as he winked at Pete, then started to take off his pants.
"My God, you could hear us?" Carol said softly. What would the neighbors think?
"Shit, Mom. Kathy's the best damned cheerleader in school. With a set of lungs like that, I'm surprised that the whole street isn't in here," Willie said.
"I see. So you brought home this little cunt for yourself?" Pete asked as he shoved his briefs down to his ankles, freeing his blood-heavy, hot prick.
"Yeah. Except Mom was listening from upstairs. I didn't have a chance," Willie said, grinning at the blushing Carol.
"It's nice to see a dating young couple sharing their pleasures with their mom," Pete said sarcastically as he walked over to Carol.
"And you're her boss?" Bobby asked as he slipped off his Levi's.
"And her guiding star," Pete said as he stepped over Carol and moved toward Kathy.
"N-n-noooo!" the girl cried as she raised her hands protectively. Bobby followed the older man's hairy ass, leaping over his mother and kneeling down on the floor next to the young girl.
"Don't! don't!" Kathy cried out as Pete raised her legs and stuffed his thick cock quickly into her spasming pussy. "UNNNGHHHH!" Kathy cried out as Pete ground his prick around her tightening, spasming snatch.
"Hey, don't hurt her!" Carol warned as Bobby crawled over the bucking girl's body until his balls dangled directly over her parted lips.
"OHHHH!" Kathy cried as Pete jammed the full length of his cock into her pussy. At that cry, Bobby hunched down and jammed his jerking prick into the girl's sucking mouth.
"Well, so much about worrying how you'd take this," Carol said ironically as she looked over at Willie and stretched out her arms welcomingly. "Come here, you goddamn good-looking sonofa-bitch," Carol said hotly.
"Right," Willie said simply as he strode over to his mother. Carol rolled onto her knees and wrapped her hands around Willie's muscular thighs as she slid her mouth quickly over her son's spasming prick. The thick, pulsating veins of his dick rubbed against her thick, sensuous lips as she drove her head down to the thick root of his spasming dong. Willie's stiff, black crotch hairs tickled her nose and cheeks as she slid her tongue rapidly under the sensitive underside of the boy's cock.
"UNNNGHHHH!" Willie groaned, slamming his muscular body hard against his mother.
"Jeeesus, you'll make me pull out," Carol heard Bobby cry next to her. Carol looked to her side as she continued to suck off her oldest son. Pete had jammed his fingers into Kathy's asshole while he continued to slide his thick, spasming cockshaft into her cunt. The double stuffing had almost been too much for the young girl. She bucked back, sliding down the throw rug in an attempt to pull free from the invading fingers. As a result, she nearly spat out Bobby's plunging, hot pecker.
"Sorry," Pete grunted, jamming another finger into the young girl's stretched shit-chute.
"MMMGFFFF!" Kathy groaned, clamping her lips down hard on Bobby's cock. Pete looked carefully at the girl and decided that she was getting used to the idea of his fingers up her ass. She wouldn't be any more trouble.
"Fuck! FUCK!" Carol cried as she watched Kathy buck and thrash under Pete's expert fingering and fucking.
"Hey, your mom needs some attention," Pete grunted as he tugged and pulled at Kathy's fluttering cuntlips.
"Yeah," Willie said as he pulled his prick out of Carol's mouth and moved her back toward Kathy. "Hey, Bobby, pull that fuckin' cock out of Kathy's mouth and let Mom ram her snatch down on her," Willie said as he pushed Carol further back.
"What about me?" the young boy asked as he watched his mother get positioned by his brother.
"There's always her ass," Willie said as he backed away slightly and watched his mother start to hunch her dripping cunt down on Kathy's face, leaving tiny wet splotches on the girl's face every time it touched her skin.
"Yeah!" Bobby exclaimed as he spat on his palms, then lubricated the tip of his thin, long cock.
"And as for me, I'll take the mouth again," Willie said as Bobby pulled one leg over Kathy and stood astride of the girl with his mother's ass bouncing in front of him.
"MMMMGFFFF!" Carol cried, feeling the hot wet spear slide up her shitter and wriggle frantically back and forth. She opened her eyes again and saw Willie's hairy groin staring her in the face. She saw rivulets of sweat trickle through his thick jungle of black cock hairs as the boy's prick torpedoed its way down her throat one more time.
"AHHHHHHGFFFFF!" Carol groaned again, slamming her snatch down hard against Kathy's mouth. She felt the girl's tongue dart against her swollen clit, making it throb wildly as she gripped and pulled at Willie's jamming prick with her soft, wet lips.
"UNNNGHHHH!" Carol groaned as she felt Kathy's lips clamp around her shuddering, beating erect clit one more time. But this time it was more exciting than before. All those cocks and balls jouncing and throbbing around her made Carol feel as if she were floating in a sea of bubbling, thick hot cum. She wanted to be drowned in jizz. She wanted to feel it oozing into her cunt, asshole, hair, eyes, ears, nose as her sons and Pete shot gallons of the hot jizz all over the room.
"AGGGGHHHHFFF!" Carol groaned as Kathy sucked at her clit again. The woman responded by moving her mouth back until only Willie's cockhead was buried in her hot mouth. Carol swirled her tongue rapidly over the bulbous, throbbing prick, digging it occasionally into the boy's slit.
"DONTDONT-UNNGHHHH! I'M-" Willie screamed, rotating his hairy hips rapidly and driving his hot cock deep into his mother's mouth. Carol felt his prick slam against the back of her throat, then felt the first thick wad of his steaming jizz shoot past her teeth and ooze down her throat toward her belly.
"ARRRGHHHHH! UNNNGHHHH!" Willie cried again, his balls jiggling with each violent contraction that ripped through his cock. Carol sucked hard, swallowing all of his cum. She gently squeezed his balls, milking them to make sure that she got all of his squirting cum.
Willie's climax was the trigger that started them all on the road to coming. Carol felt her cunt beginning to contract, and she heard Kathy gurgling like a drowned cat under her. She knew that the girl was choking on the fresh hot discharge of cunt juice that was starting to flood from her pussy.
"OHHHHH!!! FUUUUUCCCCKKKK!" Bobby cried behind Carol, digging his fingers into her sides as he started firing his jizz into her quivering ass.
That was all Carol needed. First one tremor, then another, then finally a long series of explosive contractions ripped through her cunt and asshole. Her clit beat wildly against her shuddering cuntlips as she lurched forward and rammed against Willie's hard, muscular heaving groin.
Kathy screamed underneath her, gripped in her own climax. But it was the shrill cry from Pete that made her spit Willie's cock from her mouth and turn around in surprise.
"FUCK! FUCK THAT FUCKIN' BITCH!" Pete was screaming, slamming his groin against Kathy's upturned cuntlips until they were beaten black and blue by his crotch. Carol watched in surprise as she saw her boss tear and dig at the girl's snatch and shitter. She could see his balls contracting wildly as they started to blow their hot, thick load of jizz into the girl's cunt.
"MORE! MORE! MORE!" Kathy shrieked, jerking her body up and down as her snatch and asshole contracted wildly. Pete's body was stiff and shook violently as rivers of hot, white sticky cum leaked out of the girl's cunt and dripped to the rug below.
"UNNNGHHHH! FUCK THIS BITCH!" Pete cried, grinding his powerful thighs harder and harder against the girl's taut, well-rounded upturned ass.
"Goddamn!" Bobby moaned, fixing the last of his hot, heavy load into his mother's ass.
"Ohhhh!" Carol responded as she felt her strength escape. Her arms and legs became rubbery, and she finally collapsed complete exhaustion.
"Shiiiitttt!" Pete gasped, falling forward on top of Kathy as the girl dropped her legs weakly to the floor.
"Ummmm," Carol groaned as she felt Bobby fall on top of her and squirm around on her taut ass. Willie lay next to her and traced his fingertips up and down her heaving sides. This was something she'd only dreamed of. Her potential lover and possible husband going along with her and her sons. And even Willie's new girl friend didn't seem to mind too much. Kathy as the kind of girl who'd be welcome at the old homestead any time.
"Ahhhhh!" Carol sighed as she felt a soothing warm glow cover her. She drifted off to sleep as she still felt Bobby's long prick twitching inside her shit-chute.
* * *
"Well, what do you think of my sons?" Carol asked Pete as he lay next to her in the bedroom.
"They're a good lot of boys," Pete said as he ran the tip of his forefinger lightly over Carol's stiffening right nipple.
"Ummm, Kathy's a nice kid too," Carol said as she felt her cunt walls shudder, then clamp hard against one another. She was amazed at the durability of her pussy. It'd been sucked at, fucked, bitten, tongued and pulled God only knows how many times today, and it was still ready for more action.
"Yeah. You know, I wouldn't mind if she came over to your place more often," Pete said as he slid his fingers lower and lower until they stopped just above the upper junction of her rumbling cuntlips.
"Oh, God! Give an older guy a young cunt and he just can't keep his cock out of it," Carol sighed playfully.
"Hey, you don't think I'd give you up for her?" Pete said seriously, rolling over and looking directly into Carol's eyes.
"Oh, Pete," Carol said, throwing her arms around his neck and pulling him down hard on her. She spread her legs and felt her sticky pussy lips pull apart. She was ready for him again.
"And don't worry about me gettin' into her cunt too often," Pete said as he slid down her body toward her nipples. "The only time I'll do that's when your sons are around. Then, you can't blame me, right, hon?" Pete said, flashing her quick glance before he continued on his trip downward.
"UNNNGHHHH!" Carol moaned, feeling Pete's big, thick tongue slide down her chest until his lips bumped against her taut nipple. Slowly he slid his mouth from her swollen tit to her belly, tonguing his way along her hot flesh to her cunt. He left a tiny trail of spittle behind him as he moved lower another in excitement, then fly apart as Pete's tongue slid over the tops of her cuntlips. They pushed gently against his probing tongue as he ran his fingers up and down the insides of her trembling, hot thighs.
"And you don't mind about my sons?" Carol asked in tiny gasps as she ground her hot, fat, wet cuntlips together for relief.
"Hell, no. Why should I? God only knows, there's a lot of sickies running around the world. If that's all you do, I can't see what's wrong with it," Pete said as he went back to his cunt-tonguing.
"OHHHH!" Carol groaned. She smiled to herself as she thought of all her luck-a new position at the furniture store, Jack More out of her life, her sons' cocks, Kathy's mouth, and Pete's love and prick. It was more than she'd ever hoped for in her wildest dreams.
"UNNN!" Pete groaned as he probed his tongue gently into her hot cunt, then pulled out, only to repeat the action again and again. Carol felt that growing, almost unbearable itch gripping her clit that could only be scratched by Pete's tongue or cock. She raised her thighs wildly, hoping to impale her hot, aching hole on Pete's stiff, thick rough tongue.
"Not yet, babe. After that scene in the living room, I'm gonna need a lot of hot action out of you to make me come," Pete gasped.
God! Carol had almost forgotten about that. After they'd all fucked around for what seemed like hours, Bobby and Willie took Kathy out for dinner. God only knows, the girl deserved some kind of treat after the show she'd been forced to put on! Besides, if they buttered her up, she'd be back for more. It's not that Carol looked forward that much to strapping the girl's mouth to her snatch, but it was nice to have a pair of female lips clamped around her clit for a change.
"Oh, God! Fuck me!" Carol screamed as Pete scraped his calloused fingers against her sensitive cunt walls. Carol saw him kneeling in front of her, his thick, wavy hair curling across his forehead and his eyes burning with passion. His heavy, blood-filled cock swayed and bobbed. She couldn't believe that he needed a lot of action to make that rod spurt out cum. It spasmed and grew purple with every passing second. Carol thought he was about to blow his wad now, sending scalding jets of jizz onto her heaving tits. Pete smiled broadly at her, then crawled forward.
"Spread 'em, babe," Pete said hotly.
"Oh, God, they are!" Carol moaned as she stretched her cuntlips as far apart as she could. She opened her mouth and dug her head into the pillow as she felt a finger snake into her hot hole and wriggle up to her clit.
"UNNNGHHH! N-N-NOWWWWW!"
"Okay, babe," Pete said as he hunched forward and dug his prick into her sucking hole. Carol closed her eyes and screamed in delight. His prick felt like a fist inside her gushing cunt, what with all its tension and muscle.
"Fuck me! Oh, God, fuck me!" Carol whimpered softly as Pete grabbed her clit. He stroked it and she cried out like a wounded animal. She whined uncontrollably, begging the man to fuck her and stick his cock deeper into her snatch. She pleaded to have her tits licked and sucked as Pete pumped back and forth, faster and faster.
"AIYEEE! AIYEEEE!" the woman cried. She was getting closer and closer. Carol threw her arms out and grabbed the edges of the bed as she flailed
' on the groaning mattress.
"Gonna love doing this all the time?" Pete grunted down at her as he churned his cunt-embedded cock like a diamond drill in her pussy.
"Oh, yessss! Yesssss! Fuck! Fuck!" Carol grunted as she pulled and clutched at Pete's prick with her pussy muscles.
"We're gonna make some kind of team-you, me and your sons," Pete said as he slammed his cock in and out of her pussy, filling the room with the squishing and sucking sounds of fucking. As Carol cried for more prick, Pete licked her fiery nipples, making her rumbling snatch blow apart as the first of a series of mind-burning spasms ripped through her cunt.
"UNNNGHHH! UNNNGHHHH!" Carol cried, locking her ankles around Pete's bucking thighs and pushing her snatch up hard against his heaving groin as she begged, whimpered, pleaded and whined for him to shoot his jizz into her.
"NOW! NOOOWWWWW!" Pete warned as he closed his eyes and opened his mouth in pleasure.
"FFFFUUUCCCKKK MMEEEEE!" Carol cried as she felt his sweat and spittle drip onto her exploding tits.
"B-B-BABY!" Pete screamed as jet after jet of cum spurted into Carol's welcoming pussy.
"MORE! MORE!" Carol cried. She couldn't help it. No matter who fucked her, she still wanted more prick in her snatch. She felt her pussy grab and pull at the man's cockshaft, trying to draw it in as far as it could as cum bubbled and boiled from between her painfully stretched cuntlips and trickled down her upturned, trembling ass-cheeks.
"No more, no more," Pete panted as he fired the last spurt of jizz into her snatch and collapsed on top of her.
"Oh, God, God!" Carol gasped as she fought to regain her breath.
"Babe, I can see we're gonna get a lot of use out of this," Pete said as he patted the mattress and looked hotly into Carol's watery eyes.
"We'd better reinforce it with steel rods," Carol said as she thought of Bobby, Kathy and Willie.
Pete looked at her uncomprehendingly for a second, then broke out into long, loud laughter. Carol wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and gave him a long, hard hug. She'd never been happier in her life.
