Judy Collins looked up into the face of the man who was lying on her quivering body. His eyes were vacant. His expression registered nothing but boredom. Even though his cock was thrust to the very bottom of her cunt, he moved it indifferently.
Her husband didn't seem to feel the heat radiating from her body. He was oblivious to the cock-lust that was making her pussy clamp down around his long shaft. He paid no attention to her upthrust nipples that were burning into the hair on his chest.
"Jesus Christ, Ray!" Judy exploded. "I get more out of fucking myself with my dildo than I do from your cock. What's the matter?"
Her husband sighed and slid his prick out of her slick cunt. He wandered over to their bedroom window to stand looking into the living room of their neighbor's house. He could see Jean and Jennie sucking on each other's pussies, under the glow from the end table lamp. His cock began to rise again.
"I don't know what's wrong with me ... with us. The spark is gone, that's all. Maybe you should find yourself another man."
He slipped into his robe and silently left their bedroom.
Judy lay stunned-too shocked to respond to the demands for a climax that her clit was sending through her wiped-out nervous system.
So it finally had happened, after all these years. Her first thought was not that he had found another female whom he really liked to fuck. Her first thoughts were about herself-her pussy. Now who could she get to put out the wildfire-the lust that drove her into finger-fucking herself every morning, noon and night?
Her clit was not to be denied the climax she wanted. She sighed and spread her legs again. Her middle finger found her erect nubbin.
"Oh! Oh, God but that feels good!"
A second finger slipped into her quivering pussy hole. It went in deep. It felt fantastic, but it wasn't a hard cock.
Judy worked on her cunt for a solid ten minutes, trying to bring herself to a climax that would at least partially settle her nerves and let her get through the night without the erotic dreams that had been driving her up the wall.
"Ummmm ... I'm going to make it. I'm coming. I've got to come!"
She rolled onto her side. Her wide blue eyes caught her reflection in the huge mirror that filled the wall beside her bed. She saw her heavy tits shaking. She saw her body doubling up, her legs snapping apart. There was her hungry cunt, pink in the middle, fringed with curly blonde hair. There was her swollen clit, standing up clear of the folds of her pussy lips.
Her long blonde hair tumbled down to her creamy shoulders. Both pink nipples were grossly enlarged, tender, flint-hard. She rolled over. Her glazed eyes saw the reflection of her round asscheeks and the delicate brown hole hidden between them that revealed itself shyly when her fingers tugged her butt cheeks apart.
Fuck! How could any man in his right mind turn his back to a woman like me? she thought. Her intruding finger, deep in her wet cunt, became a huge cock. It did just what she wanted it to. It was not bored, not indifferent to her needs. It fucked her with an eagerness that was matched by the quick-snapping motions of her slim hips.
Judy drove her finger into her juice-soaked twat as far as it would go. Her middle finger whipped back and forth over her flaming hot clitty.
"Come, God damn it! Come, you crazy hot bitch!" she screamed.
She was so close. But the harder she strove for her orgasm, the more it eluded her.
Judy bit her lip. She wiped the sweat from her face with shaking hands. What the hell was she going to do to get off before she went stark raving mad?
Her unfocused eyes peered at her bedroom door. It was opening slowly, hesitantly.
Her sleepy son peeked around the edge of the door.
"What's wrong, Mom? I thought I heard you hollering. You woke me up."
Judy jerked her hands away from her pussy. She sat up in bed, holding her arms out to her teenaged son. He shuffled over to stand beside her bed, looking at her huge white tits.
"Bobbie honey," Judy murmured, "Mommy is sorry she woke you up. Umm ... your daddy and I had a little argument. It's over. I'm okay now."
She looked at his wrinkled pajama bottoms, at his fly that sagged open to reveal his sturdy cock nestling under a crown of bushy hair. Her fingers twitched.
God! What was happening to her? She'd had an almost impossible-to-resist urge to take his dick out and hold it in her hot hands!
"Sit down on my bed, Bobbie. No! Sit right here beside me."
Her breasts swung out as she leaned toward him. His eyes were glued to stiff nipples, her rapidly rising and falling boobs. She saw his dick begin to swell!
With her hand resting on his leg, Judy talked softly to her wide-awake son. She couldn't keep her fingertips from sliding over his muscular leg to almost touch the tip of his cock, under the cloth of his pajamas. She had no idea of what she was saying. She was trying to buy time, to keep him from leaving her, to get her head together and try desperately to resist her horny urge to seize his hardening cock and jack him off.
"You are growing up into a very handsome boy, Bob," she murmured. Her fingertip touched the top of his cockhead. Her clit began swelling even more. "Soon you'll be hung ... ah ... built almost as well as your father. Won't it be nice to have a big cock?"
He looked at her flushed face. He blinked.
His mother had never talked to him this way! And he had never seen her completely naked. He couldn't take his eyes off her full tits for more than a second. His throat had gone dry as cotton.
Judy's hand slipped into his open fly. Her fingers closed hotly around her son's prick. He swallowed hard but didn't move a muscle.
"My! How big it is already," Judy said softly.
Now both her hands were holding his prick. She felt his whole body stiffen. But best of all, his cock was growing so long and so wide, her pussy began to flood with a sudden rush of hot juice.
Judy's eyes flicked to the mirror. She pressed down with her fingers, making his cock stand up and out of his fly. Her eyes swiveled from the mirror to his erect tool. She shivered with the cock-lust that was making her lose all self-control. She drew a deep, quivering breath. Slowly, Judy leaned back against the stack of pillows resting against the headboard.
Bob followed her as she moved up the bed a little. Her hands around his hard dick felt so good!
He glanced down at his lap. Jesus! He'd never been so full and so hard. Even after he'd jacked off for twenty minutes straight. She mustn't take her hands away-not now! Please!
Bob moved closer to his mother. He didn't know what to do with his hands. His fists were clenched.
Judy saw the strained expression on her boy's face. She felt his dick jump and throb in her fingers.
"Would you like your mother to jack you off?"
The words just slipped out. "Think it and you'll say it," she said under her breath.
"I will if you want me to, Bobbie. You are so hard ... so damn hard! And I don't mind. I'll be glad to play with it for you until you come ... until you shoot your cum out of the end of your beautiful cock."
God in Heaven! What the hell was happening to her? Why was she talking so horny to her boy?
His voice stuck in his throat. He managed to croak, "Sure, Mom. If you want to jerk me off, I ... lemme get these pajamas off."
Judy lay as quietly as she could. Her hot eyes saw his trim body emerging from the wrapping of his pajamas. She saw his hard cock snap up and hit his firm belly. He slid back into bed beside her.
Instantly his hard prick was squeezed by his mother's eager fingers.
"Oh! You're big! So big!"
He didn't say a word-couldn't say a word. Her hand moving up and down his shaft made him want to come so badly his mind went blank.
Judy's mind was racing, filled with erotic visions of looking down at her blonde pussy and seeing his rigid cock sliding into her pink fuckhole, feeling his dick raking her cuntwalls, jamming lustily into her soaked cunt. She shuddered. She tried to concentrate on jacking him off.
Her hand moved more briskly. His rod grew harder. Her thumb rubbed his slick cocktip. His hips were beginning to move, to thrust his rod up through her clenched fist. She saw his white teeth flash in a quick grimace of anticipation.
"Get up on your knees, Bobbie. Between my legs. Yes ... that's the way. Now I can reach you better. We can both watch what I'm doing to you."
Jesus but he was hung for a young kid! She knew he was staring down at her open cunt, but from his angle all he could see was her muff of blonde curls. Her inner pussy was still concealed from his curious eyes.
Judy's fist flew up and down. His shaft was slick with his pre-cum fluid. It didn't seem possible, but he was growing harder! His cock was turning red.
Judy changed hands, struggling to keep from reaching down and rubbing herself off while she pounded her son's rigid cock.
Judy never stopped jacking him, not for a second. She wanted to see her boy's hot cum whipping out of his cock. She wanted to feel it splashing all over her body, dribbling off her shaking boobs, oozing down her belly toward her wildly aroused clit.
Bobbie grunted loudly. His arms whipped around her neck. He pulled his mother toward him.
He was coming.
Holy Cow! His cock was shooting! And from his own mother jacking him off!
"Mom! It's really coming. Commmmiiinnng!"
Judy held his rigid cock firmly. She felt the hot load of cum rush up his cock-channel. It spurted all over her in huge thick blobs. He seemed to come forever. Her husband had never shot so much, not even when she'd first jacked him off, when they were in junior high.
Bobbie's hands covered hers. He made her hold him-not moving, just holding him tightly. It felt so damn good! And this time his cock wasn't shrinking, even though he thought he'd blown his balls clear off.
"Bobbie," Judy cooed, "that was so nice. It felt good, didn't it? Did Mommy do it right for you?"
He nodded vigorously. "It's still up!" His voice was full of wonder.
Judy's eyes gleamed. "Yes, you're still hard. You're a real man. Do you want me to jack you off again? Or ... or do you want to try something else?"
He looked at her misty eyes. "Something else?"
What else is there? Jacking off was all he had ever done, other than peeking through the keyhole when his sister took her bath. He'd jacked off then, too-right there in the hall. But he hadn't come half as much as he had when his mother brought him off.
"Yes, Bobbie, something different." Judy took a deep breath. Her voice sounded as throaty and sexy as a whore's. "Like getting sucked off-blown. You know, having me take your cock in my mouth."
Bobbie began to shake-really shake! His own mother was offering to give him a blow-job, just like in the pictures in the fuck book he'd swiped from his brother's dresser.
He could already see his rigid dick sliding between his mother's soft red lips. He could imagine, he thought, how it would feel to have his cock lying on the soft pad of her tongue. How hard he would get, and how much he would shoot, watching her cheeks tuck in from the strength of her sucking mouth!
Judy waited. You perverted bitch! she thought, almost out loud. Wanting to suck off your own son!
She knew she would do it. She had to. She wanted with all her heart to make him come in her mouth.
"Shall I do it? Would you like to see your cock going in and out of your mother's mouth?"
Her whispered invitation soon would lead to a cry of muffled passion. Within minutes the walls of her bedroom would echo her whimpers of joy. She knew it! Tonight, for the first time, she would blow her boy into a frenzy. She would teach him the joys of coming in a woman's warm mouth.
"Yes."
Bobbie's voice was so husky and so low she wasn't sure what he had said. But his cock jumped in her hand. He moved closer to her. His cocktip brushed her parched lips.
Judy groaned. She opened her mouth. Her son slid his rigid cock in. She tasted his cum. It's salty flavor made her tongue lick hotly up one side of his tool and down the other. Her warm hands cupped his swollen balls. She sucked and licked her boy as she slid down the bed toward him. His knee rubbed with maddening motions against her clit.
His strong thrusts drove his cock deeper into her mouth. The bed heaved up and down as he fucked her sucking mouth. He fucked her like he had done it a hundred times, but his every motion was purely instinctive. His knee drove her wild, brushing against her open pussy as his legs shuffled him even closer to her. He had a knee on each side of her extended, shaking leg. It was impossible for Judy to keep from moving her clit up and down against him.
"Oh shit!"
The exclamation had slipped from Bobbie's open mouth. He blushed a deep red, ashamed of using such a word in front of his mother. But he was coming again-already! Her mouth was making his cock shoot again!
Judy's hands slid around his hard asscheeks. Her fingers dug into his flesh. Her mouth took all of his prick in-every inch. He hit the back of her throat. Just a boy and already long enough to fill her wide mouth and press against her deep throat.
Her hands moved around him, holding his jerking dick. She didn't want one drop of her boy's cum to escape her hungry mouth.
"I'm coming again, Mom. Jesus! It hurts! It hurts awful!"
He froze suddenly. Judy felt his whole body go rigid. With a quick rush, his cum boiled up through his long dick and spilled into her mouth.
Judy choked. She hadn't expected him to come so damn much. How could he when she'd just jacked him off minutes ago? Her head swam with the erotic possibilities of sex with her son. What a stud he would be!
She gulped and swallowed.
Bobbie closed his eyes. His cock burned like fire, but he felt good! It was great to come this way.
The boy grew up right before his mother's lust-filled eyes. He slid off the bed to stand looking at her heavy tits heaving as she panted. Her nervous fingers brushed through her messed-up hair. She managed a weak smile.
"Did I do that good, Bob?"
He held his sore cock in one hand, bending over to kiss her full on the lips. Her mouth opened. Her tongue flicked out. To her astonishment, his tongue met hers.
The contact was pitifully brief.
"Yes, you sucked me like ... like I've always dreamed of being sucked. Better than any woman in Art's fuck book."
His mouth clamped shut. Shit! Now she knew that he had stolen his brother's collection of horny pictures.
But Judy just smiled. She had seen the book. Art had tucked it under his shirts. She had to admit the shots in the book were a real turn-on. She'd masturbated for a solid hour after she'd looked- twice-at every page.
"Perhaps you had better get some sleep, Bob. You'll need your strength."
He looked at her oddly. But he never disobeyed his mother. He nodded and padded silently out of her room.
Judy picked up his pajama bottoms and sniffed the crotch. Hot prick! That's what she smelled the exciting aroma of youthful cockflesh. She had tasted it, and she would taste it again, just as soon as he'd rested enough to come again without it hurting him so much.
Her wait, though short, was going to seem terribly long.
Chapter Two
Judy lay in her lonely bed, trying to get to sleep. She put her hands under her ass, lying on them so she wouldn't play with her excited cunt. Jesus but it had been unbelievable! She really had jacked her son off and sucked his hard dick. It seemed like a dream.
Ray came silently into the bedroom. She saw his strong body outlined by the shaft of moonlight spilling in through the wide window. He got into bed without a word.
"Ray, you went next door, didn't you? Those two horny women let you mess around with them, didn't they?"
He said nothing. Judy came up on one elbow and pushed the sheet down from her husband's body. His cock was still half-erect.
"I can see the fascination of messing with twins-two identical women. But they're lezzies. What do they let you do to them that keeps you out of my bed for so long?"
Ray rolled onto his side. His long cock touched her warm leg.
"Shows you how much you know. They go both ways. They fuck like you've never learned how to fuck. And they're new to me."
"So that's it," Judy said bitterly. She sat up and bent over, looking at her man's husky cock, all silver in the light from the full moon. "New pussies! You're bored with me. Guess I'll have to get my fucking from some other man. All right?"
"Okay with me. You'll have had time to learn how to whistle Dixie through your pussy, before I screw you again."
His voice was low, quiet, bored-without any concern for his wife's feelings.
Judy leaned over. She could smell cunt on her man's cock. The scent turned her on in spite of herself. The aroma was rich and exciting!
Ray didn't move when her broad tongue licked up his cock from his balls to the very tip of his shaft.
But he got hard.
She could still get him going, even if she couldn't keep him interested long enough to truly satisfy her.
It was humiliating to be so damn horny. She licked his rigid cock, moaning softly in her throat. With one swift motion she mounted him and sank his rod in her slick tunnel.
"Try to keep it hard, Sonny, until I get off," she told him sarcastically.
Ray lay on the bed like a log, letting his wife fuck herself with his long prick. It stayed up. His thoughts were about the horny bitches who lived next door, not about the frantic woman riding him and panting.
Suddenly Judy's hand struck Ray across his face. "You miserable bastard! The least you can do is get my name right. I'm Judy, your unlucky wife, not Jennie."
Ray touched his smarting cheek. He grinned. "You hellcat. OK, I'll give you what you want ... and more!"
He flipped her over onto her back. His strong hands gripped her hipbones. His cock swelled. In one minute he had her whimpering for joy. The bed creaked and rolled around on the floor. The headboard slammed against their wall every time his raging cock bottomed in her cunt. He fucked her like a madman.
She didn't know it, but this was the last time she'd feel his rod in her pussy. He was leaving her.
Judy's voice smoldered with sex heat. "Fuck me, baby!" Her cunt felt as hot as a blast furnace. He could always drive her out of her mind with his huge cock.
Her hands seized his slippery prick and held on tightly, jacking him off while he fucked her pussy. He'd always loved to get a double job when he was in her. Judy wanted him to be happy with her, to fuck her half the night-like he used to.
Her mouth hung open. Her eyes were closed. She responded to every hard thrust of his rigid cock.
"Take that fucker! Screw it! Jack it off!" Ray's voice was as harsh and lust-filled as her own.
"Harder. Fuck me harder, damn it! Fuck my cunt off! Hurt me! Hurt me!"
His hands slid under her. He lifted her up, holding her in the vise of his arms while his heavy cock slammed in and out of her quivering cunt-hole. He went on and on. He fucked her tirelessly. But in his mind, his cock was going into the soft pussy of Jean. And when she came, Jennie would be waiting to slide hotly under him.
Ray kept his mouth shut. He didn't want another smack in the face. If he murmured Jennie's name again, Judy would kill him. The woman was as strong as a man when she was aroused.
Judy fucked with the desperation of a woman who simply couldn't come often enough. There never seemed to be enough orgasms in her to satisfy the hungry demands of her nerves. The hot bitch was a real nympho-even after three pregnancies and years of being married to the same man.
"Make me come, damn it!" she panted. Her teeth sank into his shoulder. Her hips whipped his strong cock in and out of her insatiable pussy. "What's the matter with you? Getting too old to really fuck?"
That did it. Ray jerked his prick out of her. He lifted her up and turned her over, holding her up on her hands and knees.
"Let's see if you can come this way," he growled.
Judy felt the iron tip of his cock pressing against her asshole.
"NO! No, Ray. You know that hurts me! Don't! Don't fuck me up my ass!"
He grinned sadistically. His rod grew steely hard. He slammed it into her tight asshole with one wild shove.
"AW! Oh, shit! You're killing me, you fuckhead! Take it out! TAKE IT OUT! It hurts too fucking much!"
Judy's eyes filled with tears. She collapsed on the rumpled bed. Her shaking fingers clutched her pillow. Her asshole burned like it was really on fire.
He kept fucking her spasming brown hole without mercy. His hips rose and fell, driving his rod between her shaking asscheeks.
Bobbie lay in his bed with hot hands wrapped around his stiff cock. God damn! His dad was really fucking the living shit out of his mother. Every slam of the headboard echoed in his room next to theirs. He whacked his cock with every loud bump of that bed-every time his dad's prick slammed into his mother's asshole. His cock was so sore and swollen it hurt to jack it off, but his balls had filled again and were driving him wild.
She would have died rather than admit it to Ray-but his cock was beginning to feel terrific! Judy loved to be ass-banged, but she had always kept that particular act just for special occasions-a super treat! She knew that the louder she complained, the harder Ray fucked her asshole and the more ecstatically aroused her tingling bung became.
"Can't come, either," Judy taunted him. "Can't get off like you used to. Pity-I've come five times."
Ray jerked his dick out of her ass. He stood up beside the bed and whipped her mouth close to his cockhead.
"Eat that! Suck it. Chew me off. Blow me until I come or I'll break your goddamn neck!"
She twisted away and sat up. "Fuck you, darling. Go next door. Take my shit on your cock and shove it in Jennie's loving mouth. She'll probably go for it."
Bobbie heard his mother scream when Ray's fist struck the side of her head. Then he heard nothing-all seemed quiet in his parents' bedroom. The sounds of drawers opening and suitcases being packed were not loud enough to carry through the walls to his room.
Judy sat hunched up on the bed, watching her husband getting ready to leave for good. She felt no emotion. If anything, she was glad he was going. She'd had no decent fucking for months. And now, in the room right next to hers, was more than just a replacement cock. There was a young boy who could be taught just exactly how to fuck his mother so that she would have so many orgasms she'd faint with joy.
Bye-bye, Ray. Fuck you. Please don't forget anything and have to come back. Because I'll be in bed with Bobbie and I won't want to be disturbed-except by his cock fucking the hell out of his mother's hungry pussy.
Bobbie heard the back door slam. He heard his dad's Jaguar give throaty roar. The wheels spun on the gravel driveway.
He guessed what had happened. Never before had he heard his dad strike his mom. And they'd been fighting earlier, before she jacked him off. He smiled in the dark. Life was going to be very, very exciting!
So now her marriage was over. Judy felt relieved-like being reborn. She jumped out of bed and stood looking at herself in her mirror. Her eyes were sparkling. Her tits were heaving up and down with her excitement. The tingle in her asshole brought a curious finger around her slim body. She touched her brown bung. It snapped at her finger.
She grinned. Wait until she taught Bobbie about ass-fucking-he'd go ape!
Judy skipped down the hall and into the bathroom. A nice shower-use the flowing water to wash away bad memories of restless nights lying next to Ray, fingering her unsatisfied pussy. Her nipples stiffened under the cold water. Her clit would not go down. Out of habit, her finger slid into her cunt.
"Ummmmmmmm ... good! So damn good. And I'm going to feel even better down there, as soon as Bobbie's gotten some rest. I'm going to fuck him so long and so hard ..."
The bathroom door swung open. Judy peeked around the shower curtain. Her son came in the tiled room, heading for the pot.
"Sorry, Mom, but I just gotta pee."
Judy smiled at him. Her eyes flicked down to his dick. How long had it been since she had seen it? And what had happened during that time? She could not believe her eyes. Even soft, his cock jutted out over his heavy set of balls so far that her fingers twitched with her sudden urge to hold it.
Art shook the last drops off and turned away from the toilet. He saw his mother standing in the tub, her flushed skin sparkling with tiny drops of water. She was beautiful!
He stood as though frozen to the floor. His eyes traveled hotly from her wide eyes down the smooth ivory column of her neck to her full tits jutting out toward him. His eyes rested on her upthrust pink nipples, on the curves and hollows of her slim body, on the tiny nest of golden curls that made a triangle between her full thighs.
He wanted to tell her how beautiful he thought she was, but the words wouldn't come out.
"Yes, Art?" Judy prompted.
Her white teeth flashed in a wide smile. She looked at her boy standing with his long dick hanging out and his hands at his sides, like he was hypnotized.
Art shook his head. He still didn't know he'd forgotten to tuck his dick back into his pants. "Um ... I'd like to take a shower, Mom. After you're through, of course."
Judy stepped out of the tub. Her tits bounced. She had made them bounce, hitting her heels on the tile floor deliberately hard. Her hips undulated as she walked slowly over to him.
"Have to get those clothes off first, don't you, hon?"
Her boy stood rooted to the tile while his mother's quick fingers unbuttoned his shirt. God, how he had grown since she'd really looked closely at him! His arms and shoulders rippled with muscles. Her nipples practically pleaded to be rubbed against his wide naked chest.
Art stood like a zombie, watching his mother nestle onto her knees in front of him, pulling his pants down. He never wore any shorts. She was so close to him her mouth almost brushed against the tip of his cock. He lifted one foot when her soft hand touched the back of his leg. Then the other, and Judy tossed his pants aside. She did not get up.
Her eyes feasted on his long white tool. How thick it was! How strong looking. What a wonderfully wide head it had. Judy felt her cunt gushing hot juice. Her clit was pushed up out of its soft nest of pussy flesh.
"My, Art, you have grown up so much!" Judy's voice was as sultry as a whore's on Saturday night. "And your cockhead is wet. And covered with lint from those pants. You should wear shorts. Let me brush that lint off your big, sweet ... ah ... off your dick."
Only once before had Art seen his mother completely naked. He had run into her bedroom to tell her something that seemed awfully important at the time. She'd been standing nude by the window, the summer sun streaking across her luscious body. He had carried that image in his mind ever since. But now she was on her knees, stark naked, with one hand around his cock and the other gently brushing the lint from his pants off his dick-tip.
It was too damn much to handle!
Judy took a long long time to get his dick brushed clean. The more tiny specks of cloth she picked off, the longer and harder his cock became. He shifted nervously in front of her, embarrassed at the way his cock had grown. Her hand felt so good he could hardly stand it.
"Wonder why Ray and I never had your dick circumcised," Judy purred to him. Her fingers closed around his shaft. Her hand moved up and down on it-so firmly, so slowly. Jesus, it felt good!
"You know, Art," Judy told him almost conversationally, "your cock is already much bigger than your dad's. And you're so young. My, how much bigger is it going to grow?"
He couldn't even croak an answer. He looked down at his mom stroking his throbbing dick. His round eyes watched the skin roll back from his juice-glistened cockhead. Then it disappeared as her hand moved up. Christ, she was jacking him off! If only his girlfriend would play with his dick this way. He'd be able to get her excited enough to put his cock in her pussy.
Judy stood up and moved closer to him. He felt his cock pressing against the tickly hair of his mother's cunt. Her arms went around his neck. II Art's cock jerked and grew even harder. His mother's soft tits were mashed against his chest when her arms tightened around him.
Judy spread her feet apart a little more. Her hips moved. Her son's rigid tool came up, brushing and parting her moist cuntlips.
"Kiss me good morning, honey. Then you can take your shower."
His soft lips brushed hers. His arms went around her. His right hand slid down the velvety flesh of her back to rest timidly on the swell of her ass cheek. He kissed her. She clung to him. Their lips seemed to be welded together. He felt her cunt moving over the top of his flaming hot erection.
Now both his hands shaped themselves to the rounded cheeks of his mother's firm ass. He pulled her tightly to him. His cock seemed ready to shoot, he was so fucking excited. Her tongue slipped into his open mouth.
She kissed a hundred times better than Amy. His mom could give lessons to his girlfriend in a hundred wildly exciting things!
Judy's lips brushed his cheek. Her voice in his ear was throaty and low-and unbelievably sexy!
"Art honey, after your shower, I want you to come to my bedroom. Ray and I've split up. Bobbie is asleep, and so is Janie. I want you to come and lie down with me for a while."
Her fingers were toying with the slick head of his cock that was stuck between her slim legs. It twitched and leaped up to press maddeningly against her pussy-fur.
Was she actually jacking his cocktip, or was that just wishful thinking on his part?
"Lie down with you, Mom? Uh ... OK."
A million erotic thoughts whipped through his mind. The pages of his fuck book flipped before his dazed eyes. He was going to fuck her. He was going to fuck his own mother! What else could her invitation mean?
He swallowed hard. "I'll be along in just a minute, Mom. Soon as I get clean."
He stepped back reluctantly. His cock dragged across her slick pussy-lips. It slid over her swollen clit. Then it snapped up like a steel spring and made a hollow thudding noise hitting his hard-muscled belly.
Art moved proudly toward the shower. Jesus H. Christ! In a minute, he was going to fuck the most beautiful woman in the whole world! Small wonder that he stumbled getting into the shower.
Chapter Three
Judy's lust-filled eyes sparkled back at her as she lay on her bed looking at herself in the mirror. Her bedroom was beginning to glow with the first rays of the morning sun. It beamed soft light between her parted thighs. It glistened softly on her wet cuntlips. Her hands cupped her full tits. She waited very patiently.
Judy heard her bedroom door squeak open. Art stood hesitantly just inside her room.
"Shall I ... shall I lock the door, Mom?"
Judy smiled. "It doesn't matter, Art."
He looked at her oddly, then shrugged. If she didn't care that his brother and sister saw them fucking, then he didn't care, either. But he wondered why it had always been firmly closed before, but now Judy just as much as said, "Leave it wide open."
She watched a beautifully hard cock coming toward her, attached to a really shook-up teenager. Her eyes gleamed, looking at his rigid cock jerking in the air, at the rich bush of hair growing above his rod.
"Lie down beside your mother, honey. Rest a minute."
"I'm not tired, Mom."
"I know, Art. I'm not tired either." Christ-tired! Judy felt like she could fuck for seven straight days! "But I want to tell you something. I ... I'm going to use words you have never heard me say. Okay?"
He nodded.
Her hand was around his rigid cock. It stuck straight up in the air like a pole ready to have a flag attached, to whip in the breeze.
Judy's voice was soft and persuasive. She was getting ready to give her boy a crash course in pussy-licking and fucking.
"Your father won't be coming back. He doesn't live here anymore. That means you are the head of this house. You are the man in my life. Bobbie will help."
Art said nothing. Her hand was driving him wild! Her thumb moved around and around on his swollen cockhead. Her fingers brushed his aching balls. He was hot to fuck, but when his mother spoke to him, he listened.
Judy took a deep breath. "Ray's leaving also means that you will have to learn how to fuck. I need a lot of cock, Art. I always have. Mother will teach you everything you need to know. I'll show you how to lick my pussy and how to suck me until I come ... real good!"
Her hand was like a velvet vise around his throbbing rod. He couldn't believe his ears. This wasn't going to be a one-time fuck! His mother clearly expected him to screw her hot pussy like he was her husband instead of her son. And she was going to teach him! Art's mind was boggled with a thousand impressions of the pictures in his fuck book. He was going to do every page with her-every fucking goddamn page!
"After you have learned how to eat me, I'll teach you a dozen ways to fuck-on top of me, beside me, under me, standing up, on tables and chairs, out in the patio under the moon, in my car, when you take me to the drive-in movies. We will fuck everywhere we go, Art. And it's going to be heaven!"
The boy's mouth was dry as dust, and it seemed that an iron band had been forged around his chest. Only his cock seemed to respond to her hand and to her voice. His body felt numb with shock. He heard every word she said, even though he couldn't believe his good luck.
"Do you know how to finger-fuck a hot cunt?"
Balls! His mother came right to the point. His aching cock jerked with his lust.
"I think so. I did it once. Not with Amy."
Her voice was soft, sexy. It sent ripples of anticipation up his spine.
"Show me how you do it."
He saw his mother's legs moving apart. He came up on one elbow, her hand still clutching his rod.
There it was! There was his mother's sweet pussy -pink, covered with blonde curls. What was that sticking out a bit, right there at the top?
His fingertip timidly touched her clit. Judy's body jerked. Her fingers gripped him harder. His finger slid between her slick pussy-lips. Her clit leaped up and responded to the movement of his shaking finger rubbing over it.
"That's right, Art. Oh, yes! That's nice. Play with my clit that way. Oh, God!"
He felt her body stiffen. Her mouth opened but no more words came out. Her nipples rose stiffly. His finger slid up and down ever so slowly. Her cuntlips opened like a flower.
"Good ... that's so good, Art honey!"
Her knees came up. Her legs lay wide open. He could see every inch of his mother's flaming pink cunt. How pretty it was, how smooth and slick. He bent over her.
Her cunt smelled better than anything in the whole damn world. He breathed in the sexy scent, filling his lungs. His mouth filled with saliva, as though he'd just opened the kitchen door and found Thanksgiving dinner being taken out of the oven.
Judy's voice urged him to finger her pussy a little harder. "Use your middle finger. Slide it down a bit. Feel the opening? That's where you're going to put your cock. Right in there!"
Art groaned like he was dying. He sank his strong finger into his mother's slick cunt-tunnel. She felt smooth as glass, slippery. And how tightly her cunthole gripped his finger! It was hard to make it move in and out like he instinctively wanted to.
Judy whispered meaningless words to him. Gone was every thought about showing her son just exactly what to do. He needed no lessons! His finger seemed to find sensitive places in her cunt that Ray had never dreamed existed! Her hips snapped up. She moaned. Her hand moved up and down on his cock, gripping it harder and harder. But it didn't feel like he was going to shoot off. In fact, he was so damn hard and full of madly pulsing blood that she thought his dick had turned into a granite pillar.
"Push your finger in deeper. Move it in and out of my cunt a lot faster, honey. Rub my clitty with your thumb. Oh God, yes, yes, yes! Just like that."
Perspiration broke out all over her soft body. Her hips fucked back at the movements of his finger. She was fast approaching the pinnacle of ecstasy. He was going to make her come, just with one finger and one thumb!
"Fuck you, Ray. Get lost for good. Who needs you!"
Art raised his head, tearing his intent gaze away from his mother's sweet cunt for just a second. He looked at her misty eyes.
"What did you say, Mom?"
"Nothing," Judy gasped. "Just keep on finger-fucking your mother, honey. I'm going to have a climax. Don't stop ... please don't stop!"
One more sensuous minute ticked by. Judy couldn't hold back. She had to come. Even if she screamed her ecstasy so loud she scared the shit out of her boy.
"I'm coming, Art! Holy Mother of Christ! I'm commmiiingg!"
Her boy felt her velvety cunt seize his finger. Her clit seemed to grow thicker and harder. Wild waves of goose bumps rippled over her hot flesh.
"Aaaahhh! Don't stop, Art. Keep on finger-fucking me. This is the big one coming ... coming ... coming!"
He jerked his cock out of her hand and leaped over her leg to crouch between her uplifted thighs. He watched his finger slipping in and out of her flaming pink fuckhole.
"Oh God! God! GOD!"
Judy's wild shriek of rapture made his hand freeze. Like in a stop-frame of a movie, he stared at her pussy muscles clamping rigidly around his intruding finger. Judy stiffened her whole body. Her hips came up off the bed. Her cunt, so hot and sweet-smelling, almost touched his open mouth as he bent closer to her pussy.
Judy suddenly collapsed, lying still as death. But her cunt kept rippling and squeezing her boy's middle finger. His eyes round with surprise, he saw her come to life and begin working for yet another fantastic climax.
Shit! When he came it hurt like holy hell if he kept on jacking off. But his mother seemed to hardly even pause between her comes. He looked at her face, her closed eyes, her huge tits rising and falling as she struggled for breath. He slid his finger out. Now was the time for what was on page four of his fuck book.
His hands slid under her trembling ass. His arms forced her legs open wider as he slid her toward him. He breathed deeply, inhaling the pussy-scent that tantalized him, that made him stiffen so fucking hard he was afraid his cock would break off if her trembling leg hit it.
His tongue flicked out of his open mouth. He gave her one long, lingering lick, from her clit to her wet cuntlips and down, down, down into the soft crack of her ass.
Judy seemed to melt under him. He could feel her muscles go limp. The terrible tension he had felt in her eased away. She lay moaning, feeling her boy's talented tongue licking every secret nook and cranny of her pussy. Lessons-forget them! He was a natural pussy-master. He ate his mother's cunt like she was the ten-thousandth female he had brought off with his mouth.
Moving purely by instinct, he rolled her onto her side, keeping his hot mouth covering her spasming cunt. He rested her leg on top of his shoulder. His hands slid up her body. His fingers teased her rigid nipples. His tongue licked her raging hot clit. It dipped into the silky depths of her pink tunnel, then down to tickle her tiny asshole.
Judy lay moaning, half on her son and half on the rumpled bed. She had never in her wildest dreams been eaten like Art was eating her. She was too wiped out with rapture to even try for an orgasm. Judy lay with lightning bolts of pure pleasure blinding her closed eyes as her son's tongue explored every inch of her cunt and her tight butthole.
"Heaven ... I'm in heaven," she kept muttering. "Suck me, Art sweetie. Suck your mother's cunt. Lick my clit. Lick it. Ummmm ... lick, lick, lick ..."
Art was too fucking hot to even approach experiencing the softly rapturous mood that had captured his mother. He wasn't willing to let her lie quietly in his arms. He wanted her to come, to scream again, to tense and grab for him, to have more and more wild orgasms. And then he wanted to fuck her. He wanted to fuck the living hell out of his mother!
He spread her legs apart. His tongue drove into her sweet hole. His hands gripped her hips. He worked her up and down on his outthrust tongue. It raked like the devil's pitchfork up and down her clit, back and forth over her asshole, deep between her soft cuntlips. He felt her hole clench, her asshole flutter. She was going to come again. He knew it.
"Art ... Art ... Art ..."
She was mumbling, plucking fitfully at the sheet, her hips quivered. Her cunt pressed harder against his mouth. He almost shot off when her hands tangled in his hair. Judy jammed his mouth tightly against her cunt. Her thighs squeezed his head. Her back arched.
"Holy God in Heaven ...oh, Jesus Christ, I'm coming! I'm gonna pee ... I can't control it. Look out, Art! I'm coming and peeing ... peeing!"
The startled boy backed away a bit. He saw her pussy arch a stream of hot pee from between her wet cuntlips. His fingers moved like lightning to hold them open, to see her pee hole spurting a wild stream.
The moment it had stopped, he jerked her quivering body under him. Guided by blind luck and a consuming heat that drew his cock straight into her cunt, he sank every inch of his aching dick into her slick fuckhole.
Her nails raked his back. They dug into his asscheeks. Her cunt closed around his shaft like it would never ever let him go.
"Aaaaarrrrgghhh!"
Judy's low animal-like growl made her son hold his cock jammed to the very bottom of her hot hole. He clasped her tightly to him. He could feel her cunt working on his shaft. She was jacking him off with her strong pussy-muscles. And something else was happening to him!
With no warning at all, his hot load of cum rushed up the long channel in his twitching dick and spilled into his mother's raging hot cunt.
Judy felt the sudden surge within her. Her ankles locked over her boy's back. Her strong arms held him motionless, except for his madly jerking cock emptying his balls.
She was coming without moving! Only her pussy muscles moved, milking every drop of his hot cum out of him. Her tits seemed to swell to twice their size, pressing against his hairless chest. Her finger gouged into his puckered asshole. Her arm clamped down over his back. As she came over and over again, she finger-fucked her boy's virgin asshole.
She kept it up long after she had finished her orgasm. His mother was playing with his ass hole as he fucked her cunt. Her pussy-muscles had relaxed. He could slide in and out of her slick hole as much as he wanted to, but he was distracted from the blissful feelings of his dick in her cunt. Her finger up his ass drove him wild!
"Mom! Push harder. It hurts awful! But I'm so fucking horny!"
Judy wiggled like a snake under her hot kid. "Put your hands down under my ass. Spread me. Fuck me while you put your finger in my asshole. Do it! Do it!"
Her hole was slick from her pussy-juice trickling down between her quivering asscheeks. His finger went into her butt-slick, deep, and so wildly excited Judy thought she would explode.
His rigid cock fucked her cunt with long satisfying strokes. He was going to come again-he knew it! He could feel the unbearable pressure in his balls. But he was going to fuck her cunt until his cock broke off or went soft on him from shooting so damn much.
Art reached back and pushed her hand away from his butt. He wanted to concentrate on fucking. In his room, if he felt like it, he could experiment with his own sensitive asshole. Now he wanted to fuck.
He took his finger out of his mother's brown hole. His spread hands heaved his body up off her. Now he could look down while he did erotic pushups. He could see his cock going into the pink hole that was fucking his dick, jerking him off with the strong muscles inside it.
Judy lay flat. Her arms and legs were stretched out. She lifted her head, watching his long cock plunging in and out of her cunt below the mound of her pussy. It felt heavenly in her-just the right size. He rammed it home just far enough, then pulled out until just his cocktip kept her cunt open.
The boy fucked like he'd had a dozen lessons in how to pleasure a hot female. And yet she had never had a split-second to even think about teaching the boy how to fuck. He knew how! And he fucked so much better than Ray ever had that she wondered why the hell she had put up with her husband for so many long years.
"Fuck me!" Judy exploded. Her arms and legs rose to wrap around the sweating body of her boy. "Fuck my cunt clear off me! Shove it in. Ram that cock into me. Do you hear your mother? Fuck! Fuck!"
His hands were clasped together under her plunging body. She rose and fell back to the bed as she convulsively screwed her boy's rigid rod.
God, but she was one hot woman! For a moment his mind flitted to Amy. He wondered if she would get as hot under him as his own mother. No way! No one could fuck like his mother. No cunt could ever feel so damn good!
"Lemme go!" he gasped. "Put your hands around my dick. Lemme back away. I have to come again. Jack me off, Mom. Jack me in your cunt."
"Yes ... oh! Yes, yes, yes!"
She tried to grip his slick prick as he fucked her hot cunt faster and faster. His iron-hard cock grew thicker as the blood filled it almost to bursting.
"Fuck that dick, Mom! Squeeze it. Jerk me off. I'm almost ready to shoot again."
The room spun around before Judy's glazed eyes. All she could hear was the fast squishing of her boy's cock reaming the hell out of her cunt. She wanted to come with him at the same split second.
"Ummmm," Judy hummed deep in her throat.
"Oh! Ohhhhh," her boy sighed.
At last his cock was shooting. Waves of blessed relief swept over him. He fell on her hot body, feeling her arms holding him tenderly. They'd made it together-like they'd been fucking together for years! What she had been missing!
Chapter Four
Judy's younger son had slept so soundly he never heard his mother's screams of joy as his brother pounded the bottom out of her cunt.
The moment he woke up the next morning, he looked down at his stiff dick holding the sheet up. His hand curled almost automatically around his cock. No, not this morning-he wasn't going to jack off.
He remembered every stroke of his mother's hand on his rigid pecker. Now he wanted a female to make him come. Jacking off alone was kid stuff!
Bobbie strode naked down the hall, his cock bouncing up and down. He went into the bathroom to pee. He went into the shower. It kept throbbing so much when he scrubbed the hell out of it that he knew he had to stop or he'd come. Jacking off was a helluva hard habit to break. It felt good! But he was determined to have his mother do him again-or some other woman ...
Hey! He smacked his forehead with his open palm. Why not get his younger sister to play with him? He knew she got herself off in her room every damn day. He'd heard her panting and her bed squeaking like his did when his ass bounced up and down as he pounded his meat.
He clenched his fists, walking back to his room. No more cock-play, God damn it. Grow up, he told himself. Oh, shit! Janie was a whole damn year younger than him. He hadn't seen her pussy since his mom had made him sleep by himself, when they'd gotten so old their sexual curiosity used to make their bedroom echo with Janie's childish giggles when he teased her totally bare little cunt with his finger.
Bobbie jerked an old pair of shorts up over his hips and sat down with his brother's fuck book. He had to get his act together.
He didn't want to just walk into Janie's room with his cock out and say, "Hey, Sis, beat this off for me will you?" That would scare the piss out of her.
Kid sisters got spooky if they thought you wanted to get into their pants. She'd already told him to get lost one time when he fell against the half-open bathroom door as he was watching her fingering her moist little clitty. No, he had to get her hot first. Then she'd do anything he asked.
He looked down at his cock. It was swelling up again, as if wanting to be jacked off, as if resented being held down by his shorts. His finger teased the slick end of his cock. Jesus, he had to get laid! And Janie was the only chick he knew that he thought he could get his prick into.
Bobbie's eyes fell to his Polaroid camera on the shelf over his dresser. The idea hit him like he'd run into a brick wall. He shoved his cock up straight under his fly, so it wouldn't hurt so much. With the camera in his hand the hot kid trotted down the hall to his sister's bedroom. He stood outside the door, listening.
"Umm ... nice. So nice! That feels so good."
Janie was diddling her pussy again! He was sure of it. He pushed her door open very slowly, quietly. He peeked in.
Janie was sitting on a high stool, leaning back against the wall. Except for socks and beat-up pair of tennis shoes, his sister was stark naked. Her blue eyes were riveted to the reflection of her pussy in a small hand mirror she was holding between her legs.
As he watched silently, her middle finger teased her slippery clitty again. She tried to push her finger up her cunt, but it must have hurt because she compressed her lips and frowned. Her slim body jerked. He saw her tiny nipples swell up. When she took her hand away, Bob stared intently at her tight little pussy. Janie had a neat patch of curly blonde hair on the very top of her cunt, but her pussy-lips pooched out, soft and delicately colored, without a single hair growing around them to block his view. He felt his cock straining against his shorts.
Bob shut her door and thought for a minute. His knuckles rapped on the hard wood.
"Go away!" Janie called out.
Her voice sounded odd to him-strained, like she was choking. He bet himself she was fingering her clit like crazy, trying to make herself come.
"Gotta see you, Sis," he said. "Open the damn door!"
After a long minute, she swung the door open. Her short robe covered everything Bobbie wanted to look at, but his dick was still twitching. Janie's eyes widened when she saw his cocktip sticking out below the leg of his old shorts.
"I gotta practice with my camera, Janie. I wanta get good with it. How about coming out to the work shed with me?"
Janie stood with her hand under her robe, looking at her brother's cock-bulge. He knew she was still hot. She hadn't come yet.
"I'm glad you aren't dressed, Janie. It would be great to take some nude shots of you. You know, like in Playboy magazine. You can keep every picture I take, so you know I won't be showin' them around school. Okay?"
"Just pictures ... no messin' around, Bobbie. Right?"
"Right."
His cock got stiffer. He knew how he'd get her going. Bob was darn sure she had peeked through the bathroom keyhole and watched him jacking off more than once. And she was hot right now!
He was damn sure that when he got his camera between her legs and maybe got her to play with herself a little, he'd get the hard-on of his life. And he intended to unbutton his fly and let his cock accidentally stick out. He bet she'd want to get her hands on it. The rest would be easy. Still fresh in his hot mind was how his mom had acted when she felt his hard dick.
"OK, Janie. Sit up on my workbench. You have to open your robe. No girl in Playboy is covered up like you are."
"You got flashbulbs?" his sister asked, her fingers tugging at the tie around her slim waist.
"Sure, five on a side, on this bar over the lens. See? Hey, that's good, Janie. Real sexy. Jeez, you're pretty!"
She flipped her robe open, smiling while he flattered hell out of her. His workshop was so small that he was very close to her. He could smell her pussy. He could see her tiny nipples so clearly his mouth suddenly went dry.
A flash went off. The camera purred and a picture slid out. Janie looked at the blank square.
"You didn't get nuthin'," she told him.
But I will, he told himself. God, but his cock hurt! "Takes seven minutes for it to develop all the way. We'll go ahead."
He moved closer to her. His legs brushed against the insides of her legs, he was so close. He could see her pussy-lips opening a little. If he moved just right, the head of his cock that stuck out of his shorts would touch her legs. Yeah, like that. He felt her jump.
"Gimme a real sexy shot, Janie. Put your hand on your cunt."
She looked at him suspiciously, but he knew she was getting more and more excited from feeling his cock rubbing against her bare flesh. He snapped the pussy shot. The picture almost hit her cunt when it came out of the camera.
He moved closer still, turning a little. He felt his dick touch her cunt hair. Bobbie pretended to be very absorbed in watching the picture develop. Had his sister thrust her cunt toward him? She must have. He could feel the heat from her pussy on his cockhead.
"Bobbie, get naked like me. I want to take a picture of you."
His fingers ripped the buttons of his fly. He kicked his shorts off, but he didn't move back. His dick was pointed straight at the parted opening to her tight pussy-tunnel.
Her eyes flicked up to his. "You said you wouldn't mess around, Bobbie." But her fingers brushed the soft skin of his shaft.
His dick throbbed in her hand. She whimpered a little, her face growing pink with the sex heat rushing through her slim little body.
They both looked down, watching her rub his hard cockhead in between her wet cuntlips.
"Oooooh," she breathed. "That feels so nice. So much different than ..."
"Than your finger?"
"Uh-huh."
He felt her shiver. The camera slipped from his hand. Their foreheads touched. Oh, man! It felt so good to have her drag his cock up and down her open pussy. His hands went around her waist.
Janie reached down to hold her tight cuntlips open. She pressed his shaft flat against her cunt, leaning back a little. Her hips moved instinctively. Her clit leaped up, tingling and eager.
"Can I put my cock in your cunt, Sis?"
He swallowed hard. The words had just slipped out. He was so damn hot he thought his dick would scorch her hand.
Janie shook her head. "No, I'm cherry. You'll hurt me."
But she was experimenting. She was pushing his cockhead down, moving her hips forward a little. Jesus, she was going to put him in her! Bobbie was sure of it.
"I wouldn't hurt you, Sis. And I'll stop right away if you say so."
He was inching toward her. He had his cock aimed dead center. Now two inches of it were out of sight! Her cuntlips hid his dickhead from their curious eyes. Her fingers gripped his rod.
"I can feel your heart beating," Janie whispered.
Bobbie nodded. "Yeah! Me, too. And I can feel your cunt grabbing my dick. It wants it, Janie."
"Ooooooo, yes ... yes, Bobbie. It does."
Both her hands held his prick tightly. She wiggled her hot little ass toward him another inch or two. He felt her hesitate, biting her lower lip.
How different it had been when he was kneeling between his mother's open legs. She'd been hot to fuck, to feel his young cock sliding into her. But Janie was scared shitless. He had to take it easy or she would push him away or holler so loud his mom would hear her and come out to his workshop and ruin his plans to get laid. He suspected his older brother had gotten fucked somewhere. He almost swaggered around the house. And he didn't jack off any more, either. What would Art do if he was trying to fuck Janie?
Bobbie took a deep breath, trying to be cool. He stood, trembling, with the head of his pulsing cock inside the entrance of Janie's cunthole. Her fingers were driving him up the wall, squeezing his thick shaft. Even though she shook from head to toe, her hand moved up to this belly, holding him back from getting his cock into her any farther.
Bobbie picked up the pussy shot he'd taken. "Look at this, Janie. You've got a really neat cunt, see? You're all grown up now. Ready to do it with a boy."
His sister had reached for the snapshot. She licked her lips, staring at the colored square image of her cunt. Now her hands weren't holding him back.
Bobbie leaned toward her. He felt the tightness of her virgin cunthole. Shit, it was like pushing his cock down into the bed. Her slick flesh was soft and hotter than hell, but he wasn't getting into her.
He eased back. He could feel her pussy fluttering and grasping for his cockhead. His dick sank farther into her hole-one more inch ...
The picture fell to the workshop floor. Janie's fingers curled over the edge of the workbench. She lifted her knees. Her ankles were crossed behind his back.
"Push," she whispered. "I want to feel your dick inside me. Oh! Oh! It hurts, Bob!"
The horny boy rubbed his hands on his bare legs, wiping the sweat off. His palms were pressed against Janie's pert little tit-mounds. Her nipples felt like sharp hot needles.
He felt her heels digging into his back. She was pulling him in. She leaned back, licking her lips, watching his hard shaft slowly going into her quivering pussy-hole. The pressure of her heels eased. Her muscles tensed again. She forced another inch of his aching cockshaft into her virgin hole.
Bob was so excited that his urge to come was almost impossible to resist. His prick had never been so damn hard! How could a girl's cunt be so tight? In the pictures in the sex book, the chicks had taken rods twice as big as his. From the expression on their faces, they'd loved every hard inch!
His arms went around his sister. He pulled her tightly to his sweating body. His fingers brushed down her back to get a firm grip on her ass.
"I gotta get it all in, Janie," he panted.
Her arms and legs suddenly locked tightly around her brother.
"Jam it in!" she shouted. "Take my cherry. I want you to fuck me, Bobbie. Fuck me ... fuck me!"
Her voice was low, husky. Her pussyhole fluttered and rippled around his rigid cock. Bobbie shoved hard. He felt her cuntwalls giving, opening. Janie's teeth sank into his shoulder. Hot tears coursed down her flushed cheeks.
"It's in. I got it in, Sis. Look!"
She eased back, and they both looked between their bodies. Not an inch of Bobbie's throbbing dick was to be seen-just hair, his and hers, pressed together.
"Oh! Ummmmm ... yeah! Yeah, I like it. I feel so filled up inside. Move it a little in and out. Uh! It doesn't hurt any more, Bobbie ... honest!"
Bob was beyond speech. Jesus Christ, he was fucking his own sister! Her cunt was gripping his cock while he fucked in and out of her. It felt better than any jack-off he'd ever experienced.
Janie held her legs up, leaning back, watching him fuck her cunt. Now they were getting it going. She was learning how to relax her pussy-muscles a little bit, letting him get all the way into her, then clamping down when he drew back. She began to quiver with the first ecstatic thrills of coming with a boy's dick inside her.
"Nice. So nice!"
Bob was so hot he felt like he was coming, but he was too tense. He couldn't tell for sure if his dick had gone off. Her cunt seemed slicker. He could bottom his rod and slide it almost all the way out now without feeling that he'd stuck his cock into a vise.
"Your dick's getting hotter in me," Janie whimpered. "What's happening?"
"Guess I'm gonna come," Bobbie panted. VI can't tell. My cock hurts. My balls are killing me!"
"Don't stop. Don't you dare stop, Bobbie. It feels so good. I wanna fuck all day."
The girls' heels were hooked over the edge of the workbench. Her hands slid down her legs to grip her ankles. She bent over, watching her brother fucking her tight hole. No wonder her mother hollered like crazy in the night when Ray screwed her. Janie wanted to scream for joy, her cunt felt so good. Why had she wasted so much time just diddling around with her clit? There wasn't any feeling in the world like this? All the hot stories her girlfriends had told her were true! Fucking was terrific!
"Don't you want to watch?" she suddenly asked Bobbie. He was screwing with his eyes tightly closed.
"Huh-uh. I can't look ... not now. I'm gonna squirt off any second."
"Go ahead! Come in me! I want to feel it! Do it! Do it!"
Bob picked up the pace. His rigid dick slushed in and out of her incredibly tight cunt. He looked down. His cum was dripping out of her snatch, running down over his swollen balls. But he was so tense and excited he hadn't even felt his dick go off.
Janie's fingers brushed his soaked balls. She wiped his cum off and held her hand up to stare at the white stuff her brother's dick had shot out. Her cunt got slicker when she came, but she didn't shoot anything out. And why was his prick going soft? When she came her climax just made her want to have another one-right away.
"It's falling down!" Janie said. "No, I don't want it. I want to fuck. I want more cock. Don't stop!"
Bobbie gritted his teeth. "Can't help it, Sis."
"But I didn't come!" she wailed. "You didn't do it right. My sex book says we were supposed to make it together."
"It doesn't always happen that way, Janie."
The sound of their mother's voice made both the kids freeze. Jesus! When had she come into the shed?
Judy put her arms around her son and her daughter. She hugged them tightly. Janie looked at her mother's wide eyes and her flushed face, at her big nipples poking straight out under her thin blouse.
Bob looked at his mom's hand stroking his juice-sliced cock, at her soft smile. She wasn't mad at him for fucking Janie. He breathed a bit easier. His cock twitched and began to swell again under the teasing touches of her warm fingers.
"I want you children to come with me up to my bedroom. I'll teach you how to come, Janie. From being fucked, I mean. I know you can get off with your fingers. I've heard you in your room."
Janie felt her face getting hot with embarrassment. But her body jerked hotly from the soft touch of her mom's finger on her erect clit. Janie was so excited she could hardly breathe. Her own mom was going to teach her how to fuck a boy to a climax!
Chapter Five
Bobbie stared at the mother's full asscheeks under the tight cloth of her skirt as he followed her up the stairs to her bedroom. His naked body broke out in big beads of sweat. His cock was so hard it hurt like hell. He was going to fuck an experienced pussy-his mother's! It wouldn't be so damn tight around his prick, like Janie's had been. And his sister was going to watch!
On the way into the house, Judy had held her boy's cum-slickened prick in her soft hand and said to Janie, "The best way to learn how to screw and to get off with a man in your pussy is to watch and see how it's done. It's easier than trying to learn from a book or from experimenting. That can just make you hot and uptight."
"You're going to fuck Bobbie, Mom?"
Janie pouted a little. She was hot to keep on fucking, but she kept her mouth shut. When her mom had discovered her bare-assed on the workbench, she thought for she she'd get her little butt whipped. It was hard to adjust to the sudden switch of events.
Judy could feel her cunt oozing hot cream. Ever since Art had screwed the bejesus out of her pussy, she hadn't been able to think about anything but fucking her younger son. Now, she told herself, she had a reason for doing it. She'd help Janie learn how to handle a boy's cock. Better to learn from her own mother than from back-alley girl chatter.
Judy was too turned on to waste any time in preliminaries. She lay on her bed, tugging her skirt up around her waist. Her quick fingers unbuttoned her blouse.
Janie sat cross-legged beside her, watching Bob move between her mother's spread legs. She slipped her fingers into her newly opened pussy-hole. They felt good! Her clit was hotter and more sensitive than it had ever been.
The young girl looked at another mother's full tits spilling out of her blouse, at her pink clit standing up out of the bush of golden curls that covered her pussy-mound, at Bobbie's hand curled around his throbbing dick.
"Your nipples get harder than mine, Mom," she said.
Her small hand reached out to cup her mother's white tit-mound. Her thumb rubbed Judy's erect nipple.
"You're still very young, Janie. When your nipples grow bigger and you show a boy just how to suck on them, they will get just as big as mine. And they'll feel real good. They help you to get hot and come."
Her daughter's soft hands stroking her boobs made Judy's cunt even slicker with trickling pussy-juice.
"Now that your cunt is broken in," Judy said softly, "you'll find your whole body will respond to what a boy does to you. Don't be afraid to show him just where everything is that feels good when it's played with. You'll get so you can come lots of ways ... I mean, besides having his cock fucking your cunt."
Janie turned red. She had never heard her mother say much words. Her finger worked in her tight little pussy-hole.
Bobbie hadn't moved. He just sat staring at his mom's moist cuntlips, how her hole seemed to open and shut in anticipation of feeling a cock going into it.
Janie leaned over. Her fingers slid over her mother's pussy-mound. She felt between her soft warm pussy-lips. Her middle finger eased into Judy's cunthole.
How soft it was, how warm-and how alive!
Her own cunt just clamped down and held tightly. It wouldn't let go and ripple and work on her finger like her mom's was doing.
"Um ... ummmm," Judy purred. "That's nice. That feels good, Janie. Finger-fuck me. Push in harder. You won't hurt me. Uh ... uh ... uh ... God, that feels good!"
Janie watched her mother's hips come off the bed. She saw them tilt and swing back and forth, working on her finger just like she had fucked her brother's stiff cock. The hot girl felt her clitty swelling with excitement.
Bobbie came to life. With a low moan he leaned over and buried his face between his mother's full tits. Her hands guided his sucking mouth from one erect nipple to the other. He sucked hard, pulling her nipples out. His mouth and his licking and biting made her work her hips even faster.
Janie slid two fingers into her mother's cunt. Her thumb was pressed to Judy's clit.
"Oh God! This feels so good ... so good," Judy mumbled. "I'm going to come, Janie. Watch ... watch me. I'm coming ... just from your finger inside my cunt!"
The excited girl felt her mother's body growing tense with the erotic thrills of her approaching orgasm. She felt the pussy around her fingers tightening. Bob squeezed Judy's tit-mounds together, licking furiously one nipple and then the other.
"Aaaahhhh!"
His mother's soft sigh when she slid into her first climax made her boy's cock so hard he felt he had to get it into her. But Judy's cunt was full of fingers. He groaned and then began jacking off, sitting between her widely spread legs.
Janie kept finger-fucking her mother and herself, still watching her brother jacking off. This was wild! She'd peeked through keyholes, but to see a boy beating his meat right under her eyes made her cunt flow a small river of hot juice down her ass crack. He moved his hand faster than she did when she did when she diddled her clit.
Boys got off differently than girls, she knew. But girls could do it over and over again. She felt very superior to her older brother.
"Whew!" Judy rubbed her flushed face with her hands and she sat up.
Janie took her hand away. She leaned back, keeping her legs spread so Bob could see how a girl fingered her pussy. Her eyes never left her mother's wet cunt.
"Have you ever sucked a boy's prick, Janie?" Judy asked quietly.
Janie shook her head. "He just put it in me."
"Oh." Judy frowned. "If you suck on his cock, you'll get hotter, Janie. And it will be easier for you to come. Even if your boyfriends come real fast-and they will, believe me!"
Judy pushed Bob down on the bed between her and Janie. Her soft hand went around the back of her daughter's neck. Janie found her mouth going down over her brother's rigid cock, then being eased off, as her mother sucked on Bobbie for a long minute. They traded his cock back and forth.
Judy went wild, tasting her boy's cum on his flaming hot prick. Janie forgot completely about her itching, burning pussy. Every time Judy pointed his cock her way, Janie sucked greedily on her brother. The double suck-job drove the hot kid right out of his mind. His body stiffened. His fists clenched. He fucked their sucking mouths with hard thrusts.
Jesus, it felt good to be blown! But he couldn't come. It was too soon after blowing his wad down in his workshop.
Judy eased away and lay fingering her pussy-hole, watching her boy getting licked and sucked. Janie came up on her hands and knees, her little ass pointed toward her mother. Janie's hands gripped his rigid prick at the base. Her teeth nipped his red cockhead. Her tongue swept up one side of his cock and down the other. She moved back and forth, making cooing sounds deep in her throat.
"You're a natural cocksucker, Janie honey," Judy murmured. "You do that just right."
She pulled her daughter's rosy little ass closer to her. She lay on her side and lifted her slim leg. Judy's mouth closed over Janie's juice-drenched cunt. She licked and sucked hungrily, swallowing her daughter's hot pussy-fluids.
The bedroom was filled with tiny squeaks of the bed springs as Bob drove his cock deeper into his sister's throat. Judy's hot whimperings made his cock grow so rigid, his sister's teeth could hardly dent it. She bit and chewed on him, squeezing his full balls.
Judy worked her tongue deeper into Janie's hot cunt. How tight the child was! Her mind was flicked back through the years to the first time she had felt a tongue probing her cunt. Her daddy had eaten her out long before she had even as much hair on her cunt as Janie had grown so far.
Suddenly the young nymph lifted her head away from her brother's cock. She held it up, rigidly erect, but her mouth had sagged open. Her eyes were round. She was coming-coming from her mother sucking her hot cunt!
Judy's hands gripped her girl's slim hips. She sucked furiously on the little pussy that was clamped tightly around her intruding tongue.
"Coming ... coming ... coming ..." Janie chanted. Every time she gasped out the word, her hands jerked her brother's throbbing cock all the harder.
He shot a wild arc of white cum into the still air of the bedroom. Janie came at the same split second. Both kids shook the bed so hard it skidded around on the floor.
Bobbie rolled off the bed. He crashed to the floor, holding his spurting cock. Janie slid forward, flat on her face. Judy's sucking mouth never released her girl's hot pussy. She kept Janie's legs open, her hips lifted up, that spasming cunt tightly pressed to her mouth.
Long minutes passed before Judy felt her girl's body stop trembling. She slid her tongue between her daughter's ass cheeks and licked hotly into her little brown asshole.
Janie whimpered, thrusting up and back at this new sensation.
There was much to do, so many new things to try! Janie's head swam with all the exciting possibilities of having sex with her mother and brother. Never again would she hide alone in her room, with just her mirror and her busy fingers to bring her off.
"Lick me, Mom. Lick my asshole! It feels so weird, but so good!"
Bob climbed back into the bed. His red cock was still hard as a rock.
"Mom, can't we fuck now? Please?"
Judy simply could not make herself stop sucking and licking on her girl's tight brownhole. She flipped over onto her back, lifting her knees. She pulled Janie over her, facing her. Her mouth slid up to cover the trembling girl's lightly fuzzed cuntlips. She pushed her long tongue into the tight hole.
Janie began shaking again, working for another climax.
There was his mother's open pussy-right under his flaming hot cockhead. Bobbie groaned and looked up. He could see his sister leaning over, looking down between her legs at his mother's sucking mouth. His eyes flicked down to the waiting cunt. With a low animal growl he sank his cock all the way into his mom's eager pussy.
Jesus Christ! It felt so good he was sure he would come right away. She was tight, but not like Janie. Her cunt worked on his cock, squeezing him, milking his pre-cum out of his cum-channel. He drove in, bottoming his cock in her hot twat. His mother was a hundred times better to fuck than his tight sister!
He couldn't believe how strong he felt. His hands jerked Judy up onto his folded legs. His fingers held her pussy-lips open. He watched his hard cock ramming in and out of her. Nothing had ever felt so good to him! Nothing was as exciting as fucking his mom. When Janie learned how to really fuck, he was going to die from exhaustion with two hot twats in the house, two wild pussies to screw.
Janie's voice rose in a high wail of ecstatic joy. "Mom, you're makin' me come again! Suck my cunt. Suck it!"
Bob's raging prick slammed into Judy's drenched cunt all the harder. His fingers dug into her soft flesh. His balls slapped furiously against her sweat-drenched asscheeks.
Janie crashed to the bed. Her hands flew up to cup her pussy. Her knees came up. She doubled up in a tiny ball, coming over and over again. Her round eyes watched her mother's arms and legs go around the fucking body of her son. She saw Judy's nails dig into Bob's plunging ass.
"Fuck me, Bobbie!" Judy screamed. "Oh Jesus Christ, fuck my cunt! Fuck it ... fuck it ... fuck it ..."
Her voice trailed off into incoherent mumblings. Her head lifted up and fell back to her pillow. Her hands clenched her son's ass. Her hips whipped his rigid cock in and out of her fuckhole. The bed groaned and complained under the wild thrusts of her hips.
"Yes, I'll fuck you, Mom. I'll fuck the living hell out of you. Hold your tits. Jam your nipple in my mouth. Lemme suck on it. I'm gonna fuck you silly. I'll suck your tits clear off your body!"
He picked up the pace, slamming his cock deep into his mother's cunt. His teeth pulled on her nipples. He suddenly sat up, abandoning her aching boobs. He came up to his knees, leaning over, driving into her pussy.
Janie lay watching them fuck, her eyes round as saucers. Her brother had gone cunt-mad! He was fucking her mother so hard that Janie cringed, her hands protectively covering her wet cunt. How could Judy take such a pounding and pant for more?
"Too wet! Your cunt is too damn wet, Mom. Can't get a grip on it."
He jerked his cock out and wiped it on the sheet. Judy gasped when he ripped back into her hole. But her legs rose to lock over his back. Her heels dug into him, driving his hard cock into her cunt as far as it could possibly go.
Janie scrambled back. She sat on the edge of the bed, leaning against the creaking headboard. Her eyes were riveted to her mother's slick cunt taking her brother's prick. She saw Judy's hand slide over her belly, saw them gripping Bobbie's fucking cock, saw them jerking him off while he fucked the hell out of her cunt.
"Come ... come, Bobbie. Come with me. You can do it. Shoot! Shoot in me!"
He brushed her hands away and he lifted her legs up, pulling them wide apart. His fingers gripped her ankles.
Janie could see every inch of her mother's wide-open snatch. She watched his cockhead appear and then disappear into that pink gash. She saw her mom's heavy tits bouncing under the impact of his hard cock crashing into her pussy.
"Can't come, damn it! You're too fucking slick and wet!"
He jerked his prick out of her cunt. His strong hands pushed her away and reached for his sister.
Janie gasped with surprise. She saw her own legs being lifted and pressed up against her erect nipples. She saw her cunt open and wet and ready to fuck. Her eyes grew round as she watched her brother's hard cocktip open her tight fuckhole and slip inside.
"Ah!"
Her sharply explosive gasp echoed from wall to wall. Bobbie ripped into her pussy, sinking every inch of his aching cock in her twat with one wild thrust.
"Fuck her, Bobbie!" Judy urged him. She finger-fucked her cunthole with three fingers, watching her son screwing her daughter. "Make her come this time. She's so fucking hot, it'll be easy. Make her get off! You can do it! Fuck!"
Bobbie seemed to age five years right before Judy's eyes. He fucked his sister like a real man. And she responded to every wild plunge of his cock inside her newly opened twat.
"That's good, Bobbie, so damn good. Better than on the workbench. I can feel every inch of you in me. Fuck my hole! Fuck me!"
Now here eyes were closing. Her nipples stood up, brittle and hot and pink. Her cunt rippled around her brother's raging hot cock. She was slipping into a wild orgasm. It was scary, but she wouldn't have stopped if she were sure he was going to die!
Bob felt his cock going out of control. It spurted hot angry jets of cum into his sister's cunthole. But it didn't shrink. He kept fucking, sweating, panting, making the bed rock and skid around.
"Aaaarrghhhh!"
Janie was coming-hard! Judy grabbed for her girl's pussy. She delighted in feeling how it clamped down on Bobbie's cock as she slipped a finger inside, beside her boy's fucking prick.
Janie kept coming over and over again. Then she went limp. Her arms and legs fell flat on the torn up bed, but her pussy kept clamping and releasing around his shooting cock.
"Now that's really fucking," Judy said proudly. "If only Art were here to see how you've learned to fuck and come, Janie."
"Art?" the hot girl mumbled.
"Yes, Art. He fucked me, Janie. And he was terrific! You'll find out."
Janie looked up into Bobbie's eyes. She smiled and kissed him.
"I'll find out. But you were the first boy, Bobbie. I'll never forget it. You were the very first!"
Chapter Six
Bob eased off the bed. His hard cock swung back and forth as he walked briskly down the hall to the bathroom. How many times had he come? He couldn't remember. It didn't matter. After he took a good long pee, he was going to fuck some more. He was sure his mother and his sister were still hot to go, to feel his rigid cock slamming into their cunts.
Janie skipped past him. She giggled and whipped into the bathroom ahead of him. She sat on the pot with her legs wide apart, letting him look at her fuzz-covered cuntlips being held open with two fingers while she peed.
"Back up a bit," Bobbie grinned. "I can't hold it any longer."
His semi-hard prick peed a stream between her legs. She teasingly jerked his cock the moment he stopped pissing.
"Hey, you sex-fiend," he laughed. "Let go. I wanna go back and fuck Mom some more. You can watch if you want to."
Bob walked back down the hall to his mother's room. She was standing by the open window, leaning on the sill and breathing in the soft summer air.
Her rounded asscheeks seemed to invite his hard cock as he moved up in back of her. His bare feet made no sound, but Judy felt the erotic heat from her son's naked body.
Judy looked over her shoulder and smiled sweetly at her son, but she didn't straighten up.
The thought flashed through his mind that he wanted to fuck her up the ass. Jesus, wouldn't that be something!
He was already hooked for life on pussy-sucking and fucking. But to fuck a tight asshole-he yearned to try everything he'd studied in that crazy-fuck book in his room.
He moved closer to her. His rigid cockhead eased between her asscheeks. His hands reached around and cupped her warm tits. She purred deep in her throat and her ass moved back against the pressure of his cock. Her asshole was soaked and slick with her own cuntjuice that had trickled down and covered it with a slick, cock-ready coat of lubricant.
"Can I fuck you in the ass, Mom?"
She answered him by spreading her feet and arching her back. His hands spread her cheeks and there it was! Way down inside the outward curves of her full asscheeks, her asshole was waiting- waiting for her son to put his rigid cock smack into it.
Her voice was smoldering hot: "Fuck me, Bobbie. Put your cock up my asshole. I want you to. I really want you to screw my ass."
She braced herself, gripping the window ledge. She knew he was going to go into her asshole so fast she might fall out of the damn window if she didn't get a good grip on the sill.
"Oooowww! Easy, Bobbie!"
She felt the head of his cock opening her tight entrance. Her sphincter resisted in spite of her eagerness to take every inch of him up her ass. He grunted, pushing harder.
"Back it out just a bit. Let ... oh God ... let me try to relax a bit."
Judy folded her hands on the window sill and rested her forehead on them. The terrible craving for sex that she had felt ever since her daddy had eaten her cunt was now much worse than ever. She hadn't even thought about her husband leaving her. Every waking thought was about her sons and her young daughter. She wanted to fuck all day long, all night long, with two hard young cocks in the house, and Janie as a backup pussy-sucker. She dreamed of living through one continuous orgasm-one long come that never stopped. Her mind was on fire with her perverted lust for her children.
She stood still, feeling the head of Bobbie's hard cock working into her tight asshole. He was so young, but his cock was damn near as big as Art's. And Art was hung as well as her dearly departed husband.
Fuck him! She would teach her sons every trick in the sex book, beginning right now.
"Bob, take it easy. There's no hurry. I'm going to stand right here and let you fuck me as long as you want to. Don't try to get it in so fast. Push and then pull back a bit. Put your fingers in my cunt. Get them wet and rub my juice on your hard dick. Make it slick. It'll go in real easy."
She felt his finger sliding into her pussy-hole. Her clit jumped up, eager and hot. She moaned a little, so tempted to reach down and guide his cock into her pussy from the back. But she wanted him to learn ass-fucking. Some of the chicks he'd meet would love him to death if he learned how to ream their buttholes but not hurt them too much.
Judy thrilled to the insistent pressure of his hard cock pressing between her quivering asscheeks. His hard pole of flesh was gradually sinking into her. Like a bitch in heat, she stood with her ass thrust up, the hair on the back of her neck bristling with her erotic urges. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, impatient to feel every inch of her son's rigid prick inside her.
His dick jerked powerfully, thrusting farther and farther into her tight butthole. She felt his fingers curl around her hipbones. The heat from his body was starting to make her sweat again. Her big tits swayed as she leaned over, rocking from side to side. She realized anyone who might look up at her bedroom window could clearly see her naked boobs and the strained expression on her face. But she didn't give a damn-fuck the neighbors!
"Aaaahhh!"
Her young boy's voice sounded as deep as any man's. He sighed, feeling her asshole relaxing and his cockshaft sinking all the way into her shitter.
His toes were curled. He bared his teeth in a grimace like a wolf mounted upon his bitch. He fucked his mother's hot ass with long, smooth strokes. His hands held her asscheeks apart so he could see the brown ring gripping his cock.
The boy's eyes were closed and his mind went blank. He stood digging his feet into the thick carpet, mindlessly fucking his mother's hot ass. She felt so good, so tight. It was different, doing it this way. He couldn't see her beautiful tits or her flushed face, but he could feel every inch of his swollen prick going in past the strong muscle that had resisted him so much at first.
"More ... more! I want more cock in my ass!"
Judy's voice sounded like a whore's to her. She was shameless, completely without inhibitions. Had Bobbie been able to look into her eyes, he might have been scared shitless at the wild cock-lust that was making them glow like a witch's eyes, raking her clit on her broomstick.
Oh shit! The redheaded twins who had fucked her husband were driving up the gravel road beside their houses next door. They got out and looked up at her window. Both of them did a comical double take. Judy's naked boobs hung out over the window sill. They knew from her hot expression that she was getting fucked from the back. And they knew Ray had left the house. Who was fucking her?
They grinned and waved up at her, Judy stuck her tongue out at them.
"Shit!" she grunted. "I'm acting like Janie ... like a silly kid. Bobbie, don't take your cock out. I want to fuck on my bed. Move with me."
He shuffled along close behind her, his cock jumping with the sudden thrill of feeling his mom's asshole tightening even more as they somehow made it over to her wide bed.
Judy lay down. Moving carefully, she turned over, keeping her boy's rigid cock up her ass. She eased up onto his folded legs, sinking his prick all the way down her erect asshole. Her body jerked hotly when she pressed down on her clitty.
Bobbie fucked her ass steadily, watching his mother helping herself along the well-traveled path to a wild orgasm. He grunted when she slid her finger into her soaked cunt. He could feel it moving, pressing against his shaft through the thin membrane of her cuntwall.
It got to him. He fucked her stinging asshole all the harder.
"Mom! Bobbie's fucking your ass!"
Janie's high little voice made Judy's glazed eyes try to focus on the excited face of her daughter. She smiled. Her hand found Janie's. She put her daughter's finger up her slick pussy-hole.
"Feel him? Feel his cock fucking my ass?"
Janie nodded. Her finger moved farther inside her mother's cunt.
"That's sexy," she breathed. "More sexy than feeling his cock in my hand. Fuck her, Bob ... fuck her ass real good!"
Janie swung a leg over her mother's writhing body. She settled back, bringing her pussy over Judy's upthrust tongue. She quivered, feeling her mom licking her freshly douched pussyhole.
Janie reached down, lifting her mother's legs and pulling them apart. Without taking her cunt away from the mouth that was sucking her right up to heaven, she leaned over a little to see how Judy's cunt gripped her finger, how her asshole clung tightly around her brother's hard cock.
"Doesn't it hurt, Mom?"
She gasped when Judy shook her head from side to side. The movement made her teeth drag over the hot young girl's erect clitty.
Janie's mouth opened. A long sigh escaped her soft lips. She was coming!
The more often she came, the quicker she came the next time. The pathways from her clit and her cunthole leading up to her lust-fevered brain were becoming expressways carrying her urgent come-messages faster every time.
Her knees gripped Judy's hot body. She sat down hard. Her cunt mound ground against her mother's sucking mouth.
"I'm coming Mother! I'm coming so hard I'm going to cry!"
The words poured out of her open mouth in an unbroken stream of erotic, gasping, moaning sounds. Bob felt Judy's asshole tighten unbearably around his rod. Christ, he was getting good! He could make his mother come over and over again. His chest swelled with confidence. His mind raced. The faces of chicks he was going to fuck appeared in quick freeze-frames, each one holding for a second before his eyes.
Janie slid off her mother and she stretched out on the wide bed, still trembling from her wild climax.
Bob looked at his mother's face. Her eyes were misty. Her mouth and chin were slick with her daughter's pussy-juice. Her expression was one of ecstatic happiness and complete contentment. And yet, her asshole never stopped squeezing his dick, urging him to keep on fucking her.
Janie lifted her knees. Her arms went around her legs, holding them up tightly against her firm titties. Bob's eyes flicked to her tiny asshole peeking at him from between her slim asscheeks.
"Janie."
"Huh?"
"I want to fuck you in your ass."
She parted her knees, peering at his hot eyes from between the open V of her legs. She shook her head.
"No way! It hurt enough when you took my cherry. I don't dig pain, Bobbie."
Her legs came down straight and stiff. Her hands slid under her ass, as if to block any move of his to shove his hard cock up her shithole.
A strong streak of perversity runs through all men-and all young boys. To be told he can't do something makes him want to do it even more. Bob eased his cock out of Judy's asshole and shuffled over toward his sister on his knees.
She gave a frighten yelp and rolled over, intending to roll right off the bed. His quick hands grabbed her hips. He held her down, jamming his knee between her legs.
Judy lay quietly, fingering her hot cunt, watching her son spreading her daughter's legs. She smiled. Bob was all man! He was going to fuck Janie up her ass or bust his cock trying!
"No, you don't. Stop it, you son of a bitch!"
Janie was fighting mad. She was determined to save her asshole. Let Judy take all the cock she wanted that way. Bob was not going to get his cock into her cherry shitter.
He laughed. His dick grew harder.
Judy's eyes narrowed, watching his face. Then she relaxed. He wasn't going to hurt her. He hadn't flipped out-he was just plain determined.
He lifted his sister up and slammed her down onto her side. His strong hands pried her legs apart. His mouth was pressed between her trembling asscheeks.
"Oh shit!" Janie gasped.
She suddenly stopped struggling. His talented tongue licking her excited little brown hole felt so tickly and tingling that she gave in.
Judy saw her daughter's tensed muscles relaxing. Her fists unclenched. Her palms pressed flat on the rumpled sheets. She whimpered hotly. She shoved her small ass back against her brother's tongue. She let him lick her hole, her eyes fluttering open and shut.
Her daughter was one hot little bitch, Judy thought. If Bob held out, she'd see Janie get royally butt-fucked.
Still licking sensuously on his sister's hole, Bobbie gently tugged her up to her hands and knees. She made little cooing sounds in her throat. Her ass waggled at him. She held perfectly still when she felt his cock pressing in between her cheeks.
"Oh! Oh, God! Oh God, that feels good!"
Her asshole didn't have the resistance of her cherry cunt. She was born to be fucked up her shit-chute. His cock eased right into her virgin butthole.
He pulled her back toward him, sitting on his folded legs. She half-sat on his lap, grinning like the cat who's swallowed a canary.
"Nice! That's feels real nice, Bob. Jesus, what a fucker you are!"
She guided his hands to her pert little tits as she worked her ass on his cock, biting her lower lip when he sank more of his cock into her.
Janie spread her knees, resting her weight on her brother's legs. Judy reached out to slip a finger up her little girl's tight cunthole. She gently finger-fucked the squirming chick while the girl took Bob's cock all the way into her tight asshole.
Janie was content just to sit on him and thrill to the erotic messages her pussy and her ass were sending up to her brain. She let him push her up and pull her down on him. She let her mother finger her tight hole without trying to come. She was learning how to relax and let her nerves sing with pleasure.
Her pussy made little sucking noises as Judy's finger slid in and out. Bob's heavy breathing in her ear added another erotic impulse to her already quickly gathering urges to make her hips swing-to fuck, to be fingered, to feel her asshole clamp and her pussy contract around the new probes that her body was adjusting to.
"Fuck my ass, Bobbie! I'm sorry I called you a son of a bitch ... I didn't mean it. I was scared. But you haven't hurt me ... not a bit!"
He grinned. His white teeth nibbled on the ivory smoothness of her neck.
"You love me to fuck you this way, don't you? Admit it!"
"Yes. Yes, damn it, I love to feel your cock going up my ass. It's heaven! You should have fucked my ass first."
He shrugged. "What did I know? It's more natural to want to fuck a pussy. But this is great. Can you come this way?"
Janie shook her head. "No ... I don't know. My cunt feels like it's on fire! Fuck my hole, Mommy. Put your finger in deeper. Can you get your mouth on my ditty?"
Janie spread her legs as wide as she could. The movement made her asshole tighten even more around Bob's flaming hot dick.
Judy turned over onto her back. She slid as close as she could to her daughter's eagerly waiting pussy. Bob lifted Janie up a little so Judy could reach her girl's wet cunt.
"Oh ... oh ... oh, that's going to make me come, Mom! Lick me ... lick me!"
Bob felt his sister's asshole clamping down. He wanted to come, too. He pushed her up off him, putting her on her hands and knees. He fucked her ass with wild hot strokes. She panted, falling down to suck on her mother's cunt.
Judy's mouth slid away from her girl's juicy twat. She reached up and put two fingers in Janie's pussy-hole. She could feel Bob's rigid cock fucking into the tight shithole that was milking her boy's dick.
"I'm coming!"
The boy's surprised gasp rang out sharply. Judy thrust her pussy up tightly against Janie's mouth. She wanted to come at the same time as her boy.
"Wait! Wait for me, dammit!" Janie croaked. Her throat was constricted with lust. She fucked back at her brother's cock with all her strength.
"I'm gonna make it, Mom. I'm coming, Bobbie. I'm COMMMIINNNG!"
The three hot bodies clung to each other. A cock shot off and two cunts contracted violently. Their climaxes were such wipeouts that they could only gasp and choke out meaningless words of passion. Bob thought his dick was going to keep coming forever and ever. He'd never put out such heavy wads of cum.
They broke apart to lie gasping on the torn-up bed. Judy was the first to wet her parched lips and try to say something.
"Oh, my!"
"Amen," Bob said.
"I have to pee again," Janie whimpered. "And I don't want to get up."
Bob looked down at his flaming red cock. The crazy thing was still up hard, pulsing, twitching. He moved quickly, jamming it into his sister's slick cunt.
"Now ... go ahead, pee. I mean it, Sis. If you can do it, pee with my cock in you. I want to feel it. I want to do everything damn thing I saw in that picture book. Pee!"
"I can't!" she wailed. "Your cock makes me want to fuck, not piss!"
He jerked his aching rod out. "Well, fuck it. Maybe another time. Here, Sis. I'll help you make it to the pot."
Judy watched her two kids stumble out of her bedroom. Her soft lips curled in a sweet but horny smile. Oh, what joys the nights were going to bring! She wanted all three of her kids in bed with her. Her mind raced with her erotic thoughts.
Chapter Seven
Janie lay on her bed, watching the full moon glide across the sky. The soft night air lifted her baby-doll nightie. The breeze was nice, blowing on her hot pussy. She looked down to see her nipples growing firmer. Her whole body seemed so alive it was almost frightening. Now that she'd been fucked in her cunt and up her ass, she was too hot and too full of erotic thoughts to fall asleep.
The house was quiet. She guessed her mom was out like a light. She could hear Bob snoring like a lumberjack in his room. But she couldn't sleep. She didn't care, however. It was nice just to lie with her nightie pulled up and to diddle her moist pussy.
"You look really beautiful, Janie."
The young girl's eyes snapped open. She must have drifted off for a minute. She hadn't heard her older brother coming into the house.
He stood leaning against the door edge, looking at the slim body of his sister, edged with the silvery light of the moon. She was growing up!
He had been gone all day, prowling the coffee shops and teen hangouts for a cunt to fuck. He'd drawn a blank. No one he saw appealed to him. They were all so young and silly. Without realizing it, he had been looking for someone like his mother. He couldn't erase the memories of fucking her hot cunt-not that he tried.
"Art! When did you get home?"
He walked into her room to sit on the edge of the bed beside his sister.
"Little while ago. What's new?"
Janie grinned in the semi-darkness. Should she tell him? No, let him find out about what had happened from someone else.
"Nothing new," she told him.
She suddenly realized her nightie was up over her belly and that her fingers were resting on her pussy.
There was something in her voice that made Art's cock begin to throb. He'd always thought of his sister as a pesky brat, a little kid. But this was no kid he was staring at. His eyes held the tiny patch of pussy-fur under her spread fingers. She had been playing with her cunt.
He could feel the heat from her slim body. She hadn't taken her hand away from her pussy, and she didn't mind that he had moved closer to her and put his hand on her bare leg.
"So life is as dull as ever?" he asked.
"Almost. Are you sleepy?"
"No."
"Want to take your clothes off and lie down beside me for a while?"
His eyes opened wide. Her invitation was blunt, but sexy. How old was she now?
He got up, standing in the light from the full moon streaming into her bedroom. Janie's pussy began to burn and itch as she watched her brother slip off his shirt. Her eyes dropped from the muscles rippling over his chest to his long cock that gleamed like a silver arrow when he kicked his pants off. Her pussy closed involuntarily. God, to be fucked by a cock that husky! It seemed to Janie's feverish eyes that he was hung twice as big as Bobbie.
"Move over, Sis. This bed is kind of small."
She scooted over, her eyes riveted to his long white cock. Her fingers twitched with her sudden urge to hold him and watch his dick grow even bigger. Deliberately she put her hand over her moist pussy again. Little wheels were spinning in her hot mind.
Art lay on his side. Janie felt his warm cock pressing against her bare leg. He said nothing. He just lay there, looking at her small tits rising and falling under the baby-doll nightie, at her fingers arched over her pussy-mound.
Janie smiled at him and nestled closer to the warmth of his strong body. She felt horny as hell, but strangely relaxed and confident. He was going to fuck her-she knew it! But he was leaving all the action up to her. She knew he thought she was a virgin.
Just wait!
Her knees came up and lay open. He came up on one elbow. She saw his eyes gleam as he watched her finger trace tiny circles over her erect clit. Still, he didn't say a word.
Her hand drifted up her flat belly. She slowly pushed her gown up over her swelling boobs. His eyes followed her motion. They widened when he saw her teeth flash in the dim light and her finger pinch one erect nipple.
Jesus Christ! She was teasing him-more erotically than any female he'd ever known. He felt his cock growing harder and harder. She felt his prick rising and rubbing against her leg.
She cupped her tits with both hands and spread her legs wider. The scent of her hot pussy reached his nostrils. Geez, she was one hot female!
He watched her playing with her titties, but his eyes kept going down to her silvery puff of cunt-hair. It was growing darker-wetter. His cock was killing him. Every beat of his heart pumped it fuller and harder. He wondered how long he could keep from trying to fuck her. Would she be scared? Shit, no! She was turning him on-deliberately teasing him. She had invited him into her bed.
Art made his move. He leaned over. His tongue swept over one nipple.
Both her hands moved, lifting her tit up to his mouth. Her back arched and she rolled slightly toward him. Her soft hand brushed his hair, held the back of his neck, kept his mouth around her stiff nipple.
His teeth nipped. His tongue licked. He felt her begin to tremble. Jesus, she was hotter than his mother! His tongue licked over to her other tit.
Janie purred like a kitten. She rolled back and forth, feeding him first one erect nipple, then the other. He could feel the heat from her body. It was like lying in front of the open door of a blast furnace!
Her soft fingers brushed down his back. He felt his flesh gather up in a sudden rash of goose bumps. His sister was the most sensuous bitch he had ever found, bar none!
He moved his head down her body, stopping to dip into the tiny indentation of her navel. Then he moved down over her belly, pausing as his head again, pushing it down over her cunt. Art inhaled the sweet scent of her pussy. His cock throbbed, but she wouldn't touch it.
He sat up and turned around, lying down again with his mouth poised over her blonde puff of cunt hair. His cock was pointed straight at her mouth. He could feel her warm breath on his wide cockhead. Inch by inch, he moved his aching prick closer to her lips.
Just as his tongue flicked out to graze her clit, she touched the very tip of his cock with her tongue.
Art groaned. His hands slid under her firm asscheeks. He lifted her up to his mouth. His tongue delved into the moist crack of her cunt.
Janie quivered, but she didn't say a single word.
Ever so slowly, Art eased his cock between his sister's parted lips. Her mouth closed around his dick-tip. Her teeth held him firmly while her tongue licked around and around his swollen knob.
His arm muscles tightened, lifting her knees up and out. He buried his face in the warm softness between her legs. His tongue parted her cuntlips. It slid deeply into her pussy-hole. God, she was tight! But she took his tongue in as far as he could push it. Her cunt-muscles held him a willing prisoner in the salty depths of her quivering pussy.
Art felt his sister's hands playing softly with his aching balls. Her mouth opened wider. He slid his cock in, moving slowly. Her tongue was driving him crazy. Her hair brushed his leg as her head moved up and down, sucking on him.
Nuzzling her nose into his hair, she reveled in his musky male scent. Her hips came up and moved in a slow circle, dragging her clit over the tip of his tongue that he stuck out and held firmly with his closed lips.
Art couldn't believe what was happening. Where had she learned to make love so sensuously? She moved easily under his mouth-gracefully, like a cat. His mother was lightning and thunder. His sister was slow, gentle, sexy, in no hurry to climax. She didn't pant and ear at his flesh, like Judy had done. He didn't understand how there could be so much difference between his mom and his sister.
Art licked into her cunt, holding her tightly.
Janie didn't know why she wasn't writhing and bucking under his mouth. She didn't try to Figure out why her fingers weren't tugging on her clitty. She loved to suck her brother's rigid cock, but she was in no hurry to make him come. She had grown up very suddenly. But maybe it was just her instinctive response to Art's gentle lovemaking. Bobbie would have been in her cunt, punching like a rabbit long ago. Janie was learning new things about herself, about boys. Maybe she would be different with every lover she intended to have.
Art eased away from his sister. He turned her onto her side, facing him. She whimpered softly as his throbbing cock slipped out of her mouth. Art was after something else. He was so close to coming from her soft mouth sucking his cock that he had to take it away from her or shoot off. He didn't want to come-not for a long time-but he didn't trust himself. Wait! he told himself.
He pressed her slim legs together, bending them, pushing her knees up. In the light from the full moon he could see her cuntlips, arching out from the softness of the under parts of her thighs. His fingers spread her asscheeks. Just a little. His tongue slid between them. He licked her tight brown hole.
"Mmmm ..."
Her soft moan made his cock throb. When her hand reached out and wrapped around his shaft, he burrowed deep into her asshole. She moved, helping him work his tongue farther and farther inside.
Art felt like his chest was bound with iron straps. He couldn't breathe. His heart thudded against his ribs. His cock jerked in Janie's hand. He wanted to come in her cunt.
She was more than ready to take him. She rolled away, straightening her legs. Her hands urged him to come up over her. Her thighs parted.
He lay between them. Unguided, his hard cock eased into his sister's cunthole. It went in smoothly, slickly-all the way in, balls-deep inside her warm pussy-hole.
Her arms stole around his neck. Her mouth found his. Her tongue flicked over his lips and darted into his open mouth.
Her cunt was so tight around his aching cock that he couldn't believe he had slid into her so easily. But she was wet. Her pussy flowed like a brook. And she was relaxed, moving slowly under him, undulating her hips, stroking his flaming hot cock with her velvety fist of a cunt.
He wrenched his mouth away, gasping for breath.
"Oh my God! Janie, I can't believe this! Who fucked you? Who opened your pussy-hole? Who taught you to make love like this?"
Her soft fingers trailed over his lips. Her cunt squeezed his hard cock.
"That's for me to know," she whispered. "Just fuck me, Art ... easy ... slow-like. I don't want Mom to hear us."
"I don't either!"
His reply was so quick, she grinned at him.
Her mouth found his again. She sucked his tongue, moving under him, fucking his hard cock all the way to the very bottom of her pussy. His arms slid under her, lifting her, pressing her firm tits to his chest. She rolled under his hot body, dragging her erect nipples back and forth, thrilling to the sharp sensations her tingling nipples were sending to her brain.
Her hands pushed him up. He saw her stomach muscles contract as she tilted her cunt up a bit.
Art looked down, following her eyes staring at his hard wet cock sliding in and out of her hot cunt. He shifted a little so the moonlight poured between her parted legs, lighting her soft cuntlips that snuggled so tightly around his shaft.
Her head came up off the pillow. Her lips formed a silent O. Her fingers reached down to spread her pussy-hair, laying it flat.
He could see her cuntlips tucking in when he moved into her.
Together they watched his cock fucking her cunt.
"I never saw anything so beautiful," he murmured.
Her head fell back. Art felt her cunt gripping him so hard he could barely move in her.
She was going to come! Her hips moved faster. Her hands gripped his arms. Her nails dug into his flesh.
"Ah! Ummmmm ... fuck me, Art. Fuck me!"
His cock felt like an iron rod. His hips rose and fell, driving his aching prick into her quivering cunthole. His cum burned its way up his dick channel. It spilled into his sister's hot cunt.
Her legs rose and crossed over his back. Her heels dug into him, holding him tightly. Only his cock moved-jerking, throbbing, pouring his raging hot cum into her.
Her cunt closed around his cock. Her rigid body trembled. Her hands gripped his arms.
"Oh God! I'm coming, Art. So damn hard!"
He held her tightly as wave after wave of hot orgasms swept over her. Ever so slowly her arms released him, and he felt her going limp. Only her cunt seemed to stay alive. It rippled and milked his rigid tool, draining every drop of cum out of him and into her cunt.
Her eyes opened. "You're still hard."
"I know. I'm so hot I don't think it will ever go down."
Her hands reached down and she tugged his cock out of her drenched pussyhole. Janie laid his stiff tool against her clit! Her hips moved up and down. She dragged the sensitive underside of his dick against her open pussy-lips. Her fingers pressed it tightly to her cunt.
"That's heavenly," she breathed. "My clit feels like it's on fire!"
She gasped when he backed away. He lifted her up. His mouth closed over her flaming hot clit.
"Yes!" Janie whispered. "Lick me ... eat my pussy. Make me come again! Turn around ... I want to suck on your cock."
They slid into a sixty-nine, lying on their sides. His arms went between her legs, pulling her hot cunt to his mouth. She moaned. Her mouth sucked greedily on his rigid dick. His tongue probed her hot cunthole, her quivering asshole, back to her sweet-tasting pussy again.
This time Janie came very quickly. Her jaws closed on his cock. His muffled gasp of pain was lost in the depths of his sister's cunthole. Her legs closed. Her body shook like a leaf in a wild windstorm. She slid from one quick climax straight to another. Her teeth raked his sore cock.
He had to get his prick back into her. He had to feel her strong cunt-muscles working on his cock again. He wanted to watch her face while he fucked his sister, to see her eyes close, her lips part, her boobs swell under his hot palms.
"Uh! I'm so tender, Art. Fuck me easy ... easy."
He kept his cock buried to the hilt in her wet cunt. He rolled her over on top of him, fucking steadily but slowly-like she had asked him to do.
The moon disappeared behind a bank of dark clouds. The bedroom was quiet now. Janie lay upon her brother, his cock deep inside her, her head nestled on his chest. They drifted off to sleep, and only the sound of their soft breathing broke the silence of the room.
Chapter Eight
When Judy woke up, the morning after Art had fucked Janie and fallen asleep with his cock in his sister's pussy, the image of his long prick flashed through her mind even before her eyes opened. She wasn't surprised to find her finger buried deep in her moist pussy-hole.
Her clit had been awake long before her eyes had fluttered open.
She lay playing with herself, enjoying the tingling sensations of her finger rubbing her clit while the middle finger of her other hand probed the slickness of her cunthole. She had never heard a sound in the night. Judy had no idea her older son had fucked the night away with her daughter.
She remembered promising to teach Art how to fuck in every imaginable position when she'd taken him to her bed. She couldn't remember everything they had done, but her pussy told her some more lessons were overdue for her husky-cocked son.
After Art woke up and slipped out of his sister's arms, he padded down the hall to the bathroom to shower and try to clear his foggy head. Perhaps it was because he had fallen asleep with Janie lying on top of him with his hands cupping the firm cheeks of her ass, that his first thoughts of the day turned to fucking his mother-not in her pussy, but up her asshole!
When the two met in the kitchen, they were already subconsciously primed for sex. Art shuffled into the big room in his too-small bathrobe. Judy had the water heating for coffee and was standing with her hand under her shortie robe, feeling how hotly erect her clit was.
Art's white teeth flashed in a wide smile. "Morning, Mom."
He hugged her and gave her a quick kiss. Her soft mouth clung to his. The tea kettle began singing, but they stood toe to toe, kissing hotly, hearing not a sound. Art's hands eased her robe up over her firm ass. He stroked her soft flesh, feeling his cock harden and jut from his robe. His cockhead eased between her parted legs and touched his mother's moist clit.
"Oh, my!"
Judy's voice was shaky. She was so cock-hungry she had turned on the moment her well-built son had strolled into the kitchen.
"Bob and Janie will be coming down for breakfast, Art. Perhaps we'd better eat and then ... well ... I didn't make my bed this morning."
He grinned and patted her ass. Her eyes followed his half-erect cock as he moved over to sit down at the table. Judy hurriedly made instant coffee and leaned over to put his cup down in front of him. Her robe fell open. One firm tit brushed against his shoulder. She froze, her nipple hardening and her legs feeling like rubber.
Art turned his head. His tongue swept over the pink tip of her heavy white mound. Judy hugged him. Her hand slipped under his robe. His heavy cock swelled in her fist.
Coffee was forgotten.
Judy stood up straight. Her robe slithered to the floor. Art pushed his chair back, but to his surprise his mother stepped over him and sat on his lap with her back to him.
Both his hands lifted and squeezed her lovely tits. His cock jerked between her parted pussy-lips to rub against her protruding clit. Judy's hands began to shake, but her grip on his cock was firm.
"Remember I promised we would fuck all over the house, Art? On tables and chairs and all kinds of places that will get us into wild positions to screw in."
His strong hands covered hers, pressing his long cockshaft firmly between her wet pussy-lips.
"I remember, Mom. I've never done it on a chair."
"You'll love it, honey. My cunt will hold you so tight!"
Judy stood up. Her hand held his rigid cock. She sat down on it, slowly.
Art stiffened. Jesus, her cunt seemed almost as tight as his sister's! Straddling him and lifting herself up and down, fucking his hard prick made her cuntwalls contract and drag against his wide cockhead and almost pry her cunt apart.
"Ummmmm ... oh, Art, you feel so good in me, this way. I-I feel like a virgin getting fucked for the very first time."
She eased up and down, sinking his cock all the way in. Her pussy walls dragged along his slick shaft. He felt his dick-knob swelling so full, he thought it would burst.
Judy panted, leaning over a little. Her hot cunt screwed her son's stiff cock like she'd just been rescued from a deserted island. Her outthrust ass bounced off his hard-muscled belly. The strong musky scent of her excited pussy overrode the aroma of the coffee growing cold on the table.
Judy half-turned toward him, lifting her tit to his open mouth. He sucked greedily on her firm nipple. Turned the way she was, her cunt seemed even tighter.
He pushed her over a bit more. His fingers slid around his slick cock. She felt him teasing her clit with the tip of his strong middle finger. She didn't know that he was getting his finger slick with her cuntjuice for another reason.
Judy moaned a little when his wet finger rubbed her tightly clenched asshole. Quick flashes of Bobbie fucking her ass dazzled her eyes. Judy knew what Art wanted to do. She was ready!
Without saying a word she eased his cock out of her slick hole. She leaned forward, pushing the coffee cups away. Her hard nipples touched the wood top of the table. She spread her feet.
There it was! His mother was half-lying on the table with her hands holding her round asscheeks apart. The chair fell over, Art got up so quickly. He held his hard cock with both hands, lowering it a little. Judy murmured meaningless words and spread her feet a bit wider when she felt her asshole giving under the pressure of his cock.
He backed off, taking a couple quick strokes in her slick cunt. Now his cock was really slick, and he went back to her asshole. This time he moved into her flaming shitter with one long determined stroke.
"Aaaargghhhh!"
Judy's hands whipped out convulsively. The coffee cups shattered on the kitchen floor. Her fingers gripped the far edge of the narrow table,
Art fucked her asshole with unmercifully long, hard strokes. He'd been thinking about fucking his mother up her shit-chute ever since he had woke up. Now his rigid prick rammed into her like it was possessed!
"God in Heaven, Art! Easy! You're killing me with that hard club of yours."
He didn't answer her. His hands gripped her hipbones. He bent over her, driving every inch of his meat into her. The table creaked. The sugar bowl and creamer followed the cups to the floor. Art paid no attention to the wreckage around him. He concentrated on how incredibly good it felt to fuck his mom this way.
He had been thinking about it too long to be able to fuck her tight asshole without coming much too soon to suit him. Judy whimpered, grabbing for her jiggling tits when his dick suddenly grew hard as steel and erupted a wild flood of hot cum.
"God damn!" he grunted.
He leaned over his mother, kissing her neck and shoulders as his cock jerked load after load of cum into her shithole. Judy had been taken by surprise when he'd shot off. She hadn't come.
When he pulled out, she straightened up, staring at his still-hard cock jerking in the air. With a low animal growl, she reached down and picked up his chair. She pushed him down on it and flung herself onto him.
She straddled his legs again, shoving his cock into her hungry cunt with both hands. He grabbed for her tits, but she was so damn hot to fuck him and to come that she hardly felt his skilful fingers twisting her nipples and tugging them out.
"Fuck me, honey!" she screamed. Her voice was low, hungry, demanding.
Judy wanted to climax. She pushed his hand down between her wide-open legs. He rubbed her clit furiously as his hips jerked his stiff cock in and out of her clenching pussy.
It was Judy's turn to be surprised. She bounced up and down on her son's dick so damn hard, she came with a sudden rush. Her arms locked around his neck. Her cunt slammed down on his prick.
No sound escaped her clenched teeth. She was orgasming too hard to find the breath to even gasp her joy. Judy rocked back and forth on her boy's rigid rod, coming over and over again.
He wished he could come with her. Her cunt gripped him so tightly, he felt he was being jacked off. But he couldn't shoot again so soon.
Art's dick was killing him. He lifted her off him and staggered over to the sink. The cold water sloshing over his inflamed cock and his aching balls helped a little.
"Oh, shit!" he muttered. "We sure made a hell of a mess of this kitchen."
Judy shrugged, her full tits swaying sexily.
"Who cares?" She grinned. "It was worth it. My asshole still burns, but I've never had such an exciting breakfast!"
He laughed and hugged his mom impulsively. She didn't seem like a forty-year-old woman. Her figure was beautiful. Her heavy tits showed no signs of sagging. Only the tiny lines under her eyes showed what time intended to do to her. Her cunt was as pink and pretty as Janie's-and twice as educated!
Judy's hands found his prick again. It swelled under her teasing touches. Art's mom was aglow with cock-fever. It was going to be a long day!
She dropped to her knees on the hard floor. Her mouth opened and slid down her boy's long shaft. The sucking noises made his balls tighten and the color rush to his face.
God, she was one hot woman!
"You said you hadn't made your bed?"
She looked up and smiled. "Not yet."
He lifted her to her feet. "Let's go tear the hell out of it!"
Judy giggled like a schoolgirl. She grabbed his hand and raced for the stairs, just a short step or two in front of him. They never made it to her bedroom.
Judy was so excited and hot to fuck again that she stumbled on the stairs and fell to her hands and knees. Art was so close behind her that he fell on top of her. His rigid cock went right into her slick pussy from the back.
Judy made no effort to get up. "Fuck me, honey ... right here! I can't wait to get upstairs."
He knelt on the hard wood step, tugging her ass toward him. He fucked into his mother's slick pussy-hole as eagerly as he had the first time he'd banged her.
Judy braced herself against the hard thrusts of his stiff cock. Her head was bent, peering between her boobs to watch his heavy balls swinging back and forth as he drove into her.
It seemed he'd hardly taken twenty strokes before she heard him muttering under his breath. She knew what was happening. His cock growing hotter and harder in her pussy told her he was coming again.
"God damnit all to hell! I don't want to come so fucking soon."
His voice was rough and angry. She flinched when his fingers dug into the flesh of her waist. She arched her back, fucking harder, trying to come with him, but he came too fast.
Art's body jerked so hard when his aching balls unloaded that his knee slipped off the step. Judy made a grab for the stair railing. She missed. Clinging to her, he rolled down the stairs. They bumped and thudded clear to the bottom. When they rolled and hit the last two steps, Judy's head struck the hard step edge. She was knocked silly by the blow.
"Oh God! What have I done? Mom! Mom! Say something! Jesus, this is awful!"
He held her tightly, rocking back and forth. His hard cock hung limp. Hot tears spilled down his face. His shaking hands brushed her hair back.
Her eyes were closed. An ugly blue bump was taking shape right before his anguished eyes.
"Bob! Janie! Get down here. Help us."
His cry rang through the old frame house. He heard the scuffle of bare feet on the floor of the upstairs hall.
"Holy Cow! What happened, Art?" Bobbie's face was as white as Art's.
"Help me get Mom up to her bed. She fell."
He didn't say she'd tumbled down with him because they'd been fucking like crazy hot teens on the steep flight.
They heaved and tugged her up the stairs and got her to her rumpled bed. Art covered her up with the blankets.
Janie had seen his cock all slick with pussy-juice, but she said nothing. She ran to the bathroom and came back with a big towel wet with cold water. She folded it and laid it gently over the ugly bruise.
Judy's eyes fluttered open. "Wha ... what happened? Oh, Art! Are you okay?"
He nodded, relieved to see she wasn't severely injured by her fall.
"We'll take care of you, Mom. I think you're going to have a swell headache in a minute, but otherwise ..."
Janie's quick small hands felt all over her mother's body. Judy was still so horny that her nipples came back up, firm and pointed, as the girl rubbed her palms over them.
"Nothing's broken," Judy said. She lifted the covers. Janie slid in beside her. They hugged, watching grins of relief spreading over the boys' faces.
"You rest, Mom. We'll cook, today. Hey, how about a barbecue? And then a swim afterwards."
Judy was not just uninjured-she was still hot to fuck. Her eyes held the two long cocks of her boys. Janie jumped when her mother's fingers cupped her daughter's pussy.
"Go get things ready. We'll skip breakfast and go right to lunch," Judy cooed.
The boys whipped down the hall and, taking the stairs easy, proceeded to further demolish the kitchen, getting ready for the barbecue.
"You were lucky you weren't hurt real bad, Mom," Janie said.
Her voice was tight. She was getting terribly hot from the pressure of Judy's hand on her pussy.
"Take my mind off my headache, honey," Judy whispered.
She spread her legs a little. Janie knew exactly what she meant.
The covers were thrown off. She lifted her mother's knees and laid her legs wide apart. Her small hands scooped Judy's ass. Her quick tongue flicked over her mother's moist clit.
"Suck me, Janie. I need it so bad ... so bad!"
The taste of Art's cum was strong in her cunt, and Janie knew exactly how the accident had happened. They had to have been fucking on the stairs. She remembered the previous wonderful night with her brother in her bed. The young girl got twice as hot, sucking on her mother's soft pussy. In her mind she was going down on Art, too. And her wild sexy urges to lick her mother until she screamed for mercy were twice as strong, tasting her brother's cum in her cunt.
"Oh ... oh God ... God! God! I'm coming, Janie ... coming so hard!"
Her fingers twisted in her girl's blonde hair. Her legs came together, pressing against Janie's ears.
The teen couldn't hear her mother whimpering and moaning as she came. But she could feel Judy's body shaking and her cunt clamping tightly around her tongue.
Janie suspected the barbecue was going to be one long fuckfest!
Chapter Nine
Judy stood naked in front of her bedroom mirror, smiling. She hadn't felt so alive in years! There was nothing like getting a lot of cock to keep a horny woman turned on and positively glowing. After so many long months of being treated with supreme indifference by her departed husband, to be the center of so much attention from her children made Judy's eyes sparkle. She could hear her boys making a shambles of the kitchen, getting ready for the barbecue in the sunlit patio.
She strolled over to the bedroom window, her tits jiggling. Her fingers parted her moist cuntlips. She stood rubbing her excited clit as she looked down into the back yard. Green vines covered the high chain-link fence so thoroughly, she saw no reason for anyone to wear clothes while they enjoyed their hamburgers. The sun glinted off the surface of their small pool. Judy had never been fucked in that pool, although the thought had crossed her mind more than once. The corners of her mouth turned up in a horny smile. Her pussy got even more slick with juice. It was time her boys learned the joys of underwater sex!
Just thinking about fucking in the cool pool made her cheeks turn pink with cock-fever. She moved over to stand before her mirror and gave in to an excited impulse to play with her cunt.
Judy put two fingers on the sides of her cunt-mound and separated her cuntlips. Her pussy opened easily. She could see her clit nestling between the inner lips that were so soft and rose-colored. Her finger slid into her cunthole. She shivered, settling her feet into the thick carpet. Her pussy was so slick it was hard to hold it open, but she wanted to see her middle finger moving in and out of her hole.
Art had come so quickly, fucking her on the stairs, that she'd been cheated of her climax. Her clit burned to have it-now!
Judy fucked herself with her long middle finger. She tickled her clit with her thumb. In seconds the hot sensations had her whole body quivering. Her ass and her full tits began moving.
Her free hand lifted one heavy tit. She sucked her own nipple, purring like a cat. How fantastic it was to feel so damn good! Her skin seemed to glow. Her cuntjuice trickled down her thighs. Her hips moved faster. Judy hunkered down in front of the mirror, watching her legs spreading and her cunt opening to reveal its sexy pink interior. Her finger flew in and out of her hole.
"Uhhhhhh!" she gasped.
She fucked her cunt faster and faster, squeezing her jiggling boobs together with her arms. Two fingers slid into her cunt-three! Now she was stretching her hole, just like it had stretched when Art had rammed his wide cockshaft into her. Judy closed her eyes. Her three fingers became a hard dick.
She shook so hard, coming with a sudden rush of erotic tension, that she lost her balance and fell back on the rug. Her knees slapped together.
"Oh God, that's good!" she gasped.
For long moments Judy lay curled up on the floor, feeling her cunthole working on her fingers, bringing blessed relief to her singing nerves.
She rolled over, wiggling like a snake across the scratchy carpet, dragging her erect nipples over the rug. There didn't seem to be a single inch of her body that didn't respond to stimulation-fingers, tongues, cocks, even the rough scraping of a rug.
Judy lay on the floor, trying to clear away the red haze that had glazed her blue eyes. She was going to fuck all afternoon with two sturdy boys! It was going to be sheer heaven to take their strong cocks up her cunt and her tight asshole.
While Judy was getting off in her bedroom, her horny daughter was lying naked in her bed with one hand between her legs and the other holding her phone to her ear. In great detail, she told her best girlfriend about fucking a handsome boy. There seemed to Janie to be no reason to say that the boy was her brother. Besides, it was more fun having her friend try to guess who had fucked her.
Art glanced out of the kitchen window and did a double-take. His mother was lying stark naked on a lounge beside the pool. She had a gaily colored band aid stuck over the small bump on her forehead. He stood with the tray of food in his hands, watching her hands move sensuously over her body, putting sun tan oil on her soft flesh. He felt his cock rising. God but his mother was a beautiful, sexy woman!
Judy glanced up and smiled when two shadows fell across her warm body. Art and Bobbie were standing there, watching her soft fingers rub lotion into her firm tits.
"There's really no reason for you boys to keep your shorts on. No one can see in here," she told them. Her hands reached out to unbutton their cutoffs. They grinned, watching her soft hands pull their shorts down. Both of their cocks swelled and hardened.
"Come on the other side of me, Bob," Judy purred. "This sun is strong. If you don't have a thick coat of lotion on your cocks, they'll get sunburned. And it's no fun to fuck with a sore cock, is it?"
If they had an answer, it stuck in their throats. They watched the slow smile spreading their mother's lips. She leaned back against the lounge, lifting her knees and parting them. There, every inch of her pussy revealed by the bright sunlight, was the most exciting cunt in the whole damn world.
They stood like they'd been turned to stone, watching her hands stroking their hard cocks. The creamy lotion made her fingers slide up and down smoothly. Their cocks grew rigid. They jerked and throbbed under her expert touch.
"That feels good, Mom," Bobbie croaked.
He thrust his dick forward and watched his shining cockhead sliding in and out of his mother's fist. When she-jacked him off, it felt a million times better than his own hand.
The veins in Art's heavy cock stood out like tiny blue ropes. His mouth sagged open. He promised himself never to touch his cock again, except to wash it. He'd find some hot chick to jack him off. He'd teach Amy how to handle his hot dick like his mother was doing-she knew just how hard to squeeze, exactly how to push and pull his rigid meat through her fist to make him want to fuck so badly his mouth got dry as dust.
"Move closer to me, boys."
They obediently shuffled closer to her lounge.
Judy sat up. Her hands brushed over their firm asses. A quick finger, slick with lotion, slid into Art's butthole. Bob jerked with the sudden erotic thrill of his mother's finger probing his tight asshole.
The boys' swollen cock-tips rods pulsed with the blood pounding through them while Judy licked the sensitive undersides of their pricks. Her mouth went from one cock to the other, licking, nipping, sucking. Her fingers moved even deeper into those tight assholes.
Judy made sexy little noises, deep in her throat. Two cocks-two hard, ready-to-fuck pricks, and they were all hers! She sucked harder, turning her full attention to Bobbie's rigid rod. Art reached out to push her back against the lounge. Bob shuffled two quick steps forward, keeping his flaming hot dick in her mouth.
Art lay down on his belly on the lounge. His hands slid under Judy's quivering ass. He lifted her up a bit. Her cunt opened like a spring flower. His tongue eased into the silky depths of her pussy.
She began to tremble. Her hips moved in slow circles, as if she were fucking the jerking cock that moved deeper into her sucking mouth.
Art couldn't keep his hips still. He dragged his hot cock back and forth on the lounge pad, striving to get off while he sucked his mother into a wild climax. His balls felt aching full.
Bob's hands brushed his mother's golden hair away from her face. He wanted to see his cock sliding in and out of her mouth. Her soft red lips made streaks of lipstick color his shaft a shocking red. In one more minute he was going to spurt hot jets of cum into her mouth. His body tensed.
"Oh Geez! I'm gonna squirt, Mom! It's coming ... my cock is coming!"
Both of his mother's hands gripped his long prick, pulling, milking, urging his cum to rush up through his aching cock and spill into her mouth. Her boy came just as Art's tongue flicking hotly over her clit made her go over the top.
Judy climaxed over and over again. Art held her down on the lounge, driving his thick tongue far into her cunt. Bob's heavy load of cum trickled down his mother's chin. He'd put out so much she couldn't swallow it as fast as it spurted.
Bobbie stepped back, his cock gleaming wet in the bright sunshine. Art got up and moved toward his mother's open mouth. His cock slid in, and Judy sucked greedily. He came so fucking fast he couldn't believe it! Again Judy choked on a wild surge of hot cum as her boy's balls emptied their hot load.
They watched in utter fascination as Judy wet her hands with their cum and rubbed her erect nipples. She slid into the first real tit-climax she'd ever experienced. Her hands twisted and pulled on her nipples. She lifted and squeezed and kneaded her heavy boobs. Her body shook with tiny tremors.
"You have got to be the sexiest woman in the whole world," Art whispered to her. He grabbed his own erect cock, jacking it furiously.
Judy leaned back against the lounge. She reached for him, making him slow down.
"Save it for my pussy, honey. After we eat and rest a bit, you boys are going to fuck me ... in the pool. I want that cock up hard and full of cum ... ready to shoot into my cunt.
Bobbie looked at the pool like he'd never seen it before. "Fuck in the water, Mom? Jesus, why didn't I ever think of that?"
His hot mind pictured him in the cool pool, his cock rigid, fucking a hot cunt as his mother floated upright in front of him.
They sat naked as jaybirds in the brilliant sunlight, munching well-burned hamburgers and washing them down with sparkling red wine.
Janie was still in her room. She'd finished talking on the phone long ago, but she wasn't hungry for food. Her hot cunt wouldn't let her leave her room. It kept her squirming little ass nailed to her bed. It kept her fingers inside her slick cunthole, finger-fucking herself from one quick spasmodic orgasm to another. Talking about fucking Art had turned her on so much, she didn't care how many lunches she missed.
Judy lay back against the lounge pad. Her boys, their stomachs full of food and entirely too much wine, sat on the grass looking at their mother's body glistening with sun tan oil. Judy eased her feet down the grass on either side of the lounge. Her soft cuntlips parted.
Four eyes were riveted to the pink flesh that was revealed.
Judy was so horny, she couldn't keep her hands away from her cunt. She decided it was time to show her boys how a hot female masturbated. She and Ray used to lie in bed and do themselves when they first started going together. She remembered how it turned him on to watch her finger-fuck her slick pussy.
"Bobbie, Art, sex isn't all fucking and sucking each other off. Playing around can be real fun. You can go on for hours and hours. When you get older, you'll find you're still hot to get your cocks into a sweet pussy, but the preliminaries can be as much fun as the main bout. I'm going to play with my pussy, and I want you to watch. What I do with my fingers, you can do too. You'll learn how to get the most frightened chick in the world so damn hot she'll want to fuck you until you just can't get it up any more."
Art felt his cock stiffen. His mother's voice was so low and so damn sexy. Even before she had slid her finger into her soft cunt, his cock was up and jerking like it was already shooting.
Bobbie leaned closer to the edge of the lounge. He could feel the heat from her body reaching him in waves, like ripples in a pond when he tossed a pebble in the water. His fist closed around his prick.
"Every hot woman loves to feel a man's cock spreading her pussy-hole," Judy told her boys. "When she plays with herself, she can kind of get that same feeling by moving two fingers in and out of her cunt ... like this ..."
Her hand slid underneath her rounded ass. From below, so they could see everything, she eased two fingers into her pink fuckhole. They watched her cunt spread and grip her fingers as they disappeared inside. They also saw her body begin to quiver.
Judy's voice was not exactly as steady as a classroom instructor talking about the fall of the Roman empire. It was charged with sex-heat. Her voice was so low and husky, her boys had to strain to pick up her soft words.
"This little thing sticking up at the top is the secret to getting a woman to spread her legs. If you get your finger on her clit, she is yours! She knows this. If she's a scared virgin, she'll try to keep her legs together to keep your finger away from her clit. Be patient with Amy, Art. But if you touch her clitty just right, she'll find she can't keep her legs together."
Judy's other hand slid down over her fluttering belly. The soft pad of her middle finger brushed her erect clit.
"Uh! God, that thing is sensitive," she muttered. She looked at Art's wide-open eyes. "That's because you were sucking on it, honey. Every woman I ever met loves to have her clit sucked and licked. I do ... oh God, do I!"
Art swallowed hard. He could still taste her pussy. He could still feel her clit rising to meet his tongue. His hand moved up and down on his aching cock. His juice poured out of the tiny slit in his cocktip.
Judy abandoned herself to the rapturous feelings of fingering her hot cunt. It was hard to keep her legs apart so her sons could see what her fingers were doing. She wasn't far from coming again.
With real determination to teach her hot kids everything she wanted them to know, Judy dragged her reluctant hands away from her snatch.
"Some girls don't go for what I'm going to show you now. When you put your finger or your cock in a girl's asshole, you can hurt her if you aren't gentle. You have to get her hole lubricated. And be patient. Sometimes a chick can come from being butt-fucked. Sometimes not. It feels so different from being fucked the normal way."
"I guess so," Art whispered. "But you love it, Mom."
"I love everything you boys do to me," she cooed.
She slid down, her hands spreading her firm asscheeks. They could see her small brown hole hiding in the deep cleft between her asscheeks. It glistened with her pussy-juice that had trickled down to cover it completely.
Art and Bobbie watched her moving her fingertip around and around. They saw it push. They watched her middle finger glide into her hole. Her muscles clamped down. She bit her lip so hard it almost bled.
"Aaaahhhhh!"
The trembly sigh that escaped her parted lips sounded different from the erotic sounds she had made when she'd fingered her pussy. Art guessed the sensations were much different. He wondered if Amy would like to be fucked up her ass, after he'd broken her in to the feel of a cock reaming her cunthole. He felt a wild impatience to hop upon his bike and go over to her house. But he was rooted to the grass at the foot of his mom's lounge, watching her work her finger in and out of her clenching asshole.
"Can't come ... can't make it with just my finger. I need a cock up my ass to make me come that way," she muttered to herself.
Judy had put away too much wine. Her sons' flushed faces kept getting blurry-or was it just her cock-lust that was making her want to end her classroom lecture and get on with the fucking?
"Let's go for a swim," she suggested. "Where's Janie?"
The boys shrugged. Right now they couldn't care less if she was off somewhere fucking an entire Boy Scout troop. They were hot to get their rigid cocks into their mother's holes.
Judy slid into the cool water. Her two hard-peckered kids floated up close to her. She peered down into the sparkling water. Her view of their stiff cocks was distorted by the rippling pool surface. Her hands closed around each stiff dick.
Art eased closer. His cocktip pressed against her hot clit. Bobbie glided around to come up close to her outthrust ass. She felt his dickhead sliding between her shaking asscheeks.
"I'm going to fuck you, Mom," Art breathed sexily. "I'm going to give you the fucking of your life!"
Judy's arms went around his neck. Her legs drifted apart. The boys kept her upright between them, pressing closely to her body.
"Put your cocks in me. Oh, God, I need to be fucked!"
She moaned and jerked when Art's long cock moved into her cunt. She whimpered and clung to her older son when Bobbie drove his slick cock into her asshole. Judy's nails raked Art's broad shoulders. Her sharp teeth sank into his neck. Christ she was ready to fuck!
Judy had been thinking about dreamily floating around in the pool, screwing two cocks at once. But her erotic dreams vanished like a puff of smoke when she felt her cunt and her tender asshole being fucked. Her body stiffened. Her cunt closed like a vise around Art's dick. She began striving for a climax the split-second they had fully penetrated her.
Art tried to get a grip on the pool coping to keep from floating around. It was so different, fucking in the pool. He couldn't swing his hips very fast. But the sensations were fantastic! The cool water rippled around their hot bodies.
Judy kept having quick little climaxes. Her grasping pussy drove Art wild! The strange feeling of rubbing his cock against his brother's inside her made him come much too soon. Bobbie had the same trouble.
"Oh, shit!" Art gasped.
His treacherous prick was shooting already! His balls emptied in a flash. The moment his cock jerked, spilling his cum, Bobbie made a choking noise and got his rocks off up her ass.
Judy hit the absolute pinnacle of ecstasy! Her wild shriek of joy rang though the patio. To have two hard cocks shooting inside her wiped her out completely. One big come-that's all she had. One fantastic climax! But it had been unbelievable, almost good enough to hold her nerves in a satisfied coma.
Chapter Ten
Amy was hot to fuck. She had been ready for a cock for six months, but something had held her back from letting Art get his hand on her cunt. She was afraid he would hurt her. Even though she had opened her virgin cunthole with her own fingers, she knew it would still hurt like hell to be spread by a thick cock.
She wished with all her heart that he would call her up and ask for another date, but she didn't really blame him for not coming around. After every date, she'd had to finger-fuck herself for hours to get her nerves calmed down. And she was sure he was tired of just jacking off, after getting steamed up struggling with her.
Shit! Why was she so fucking chicken?
Amy gazed soberly at her naked reflection in her mirror. She cupped her luscious young titties in her hands, jiggling them up and down. The tips of her fingers teased her nipples up. She felt good, alive, hot!
She glanced at her bedroom window. It was splattered with big drops of rain. Shit! Art wouldn't call her on a day like this. He'd get soaked to the skin riding his motorbike over to her house.
She wandered into her mother's bedroom, her finger deep inside her cunt. Idly, she rummaged through her mom's dresser drawers. She was looking for a sex book that she knew was somewhere in the room. Ah! Under a pile of panties she discovered the thick book-and a long box that was tied with a pink ribbon.
Clutching her stolen treasures, she skipped back to her room and jumped upon her bed. She ripped the ribbon off the box and lifted the lid.
"Oh wow!" she breathed shakily.
She lifted out a nine-inch white vibrator. Her trembling fingers flicked the switch on the side of the wicked-looking tool. It buzzed. Her fingers tingled.
Her pink tongue flicked over her dry lips. She knew what she was going to do. In her bedside drawer was a small jar of Vaseline. She'd bought it to lubricate her ass when she fucked herself with her strong middle finger. She spread the thick gunk over the tip of the vibrator. Her hand moved down between her legs. For good measure, she rubbed the vaseline inside her cunt.
Now she was going to fuck herself-really open herself up. She had to lose her fear of being hurt by a boy's rigid cock. Art would never ask her how she'd lost her cherry. He'd be glad it was gone.
Amy eased the buzzing tool inside her cunt-entrance. Her mouth flew open. It felt so weird, so tingly! She licked her lips and slid down on the bed, her back pressing against the huge stack of pillows that held her partly upright. OK, push, she told herself.
To her astonishment, the vibe slid into her virgin cunt so easily she wondered what the hell she'd been fussing about. Of course, her pussy was so fucking hot and tingling so much from the vibration of the plastic cock that her nerves couldn't handle all the weird feelings she was getting.
Amy peered down between her legs. "Oh, look at that!"
Almost half of the long white rod was up her cunt. She fell back against the pillows, her eyes wide with surprise. Shit, it hadn't hurt a bit to take four full inches of that thing in her cunt.
She closed her legs. "Wheeeee!" she gasped. "This is something else!"
Her legs opened. She lifted her knees. Her hand closed around the end of the vibe. Push ... pull. Ummmmm! Push harder. Ease it out. This was what it must be like to be fucked by a boy. It was terrific!
Now she knew why her mom shrieked so loudly in the night when she heard the bed springs squeaking faster and faster. Her own bed was bouncing up and down as she rammed the plastic prick in and out of her pussy.
"Too much! Too fucking much!" she gasped.
She left half the tool in her cunt, holding it in place with her heel. Amy leaned back, trying to catch her breath. The next time Art touched her, she was going to rape him! Absolutely rape that boy!
She picked up the sex book. The words blurred before her hot eyes, but the illustrations showed a pretty woman fucking a man who had a cock twice as big as the buzzing devil she'd stuffed in her hot cunt.
"Damn! I didn't know there were so many ways to fuck," she muttered.
Her body kept quivering all over as she turned the pages. Her head swam with erotic thoughts. When the phone rang she jumped up in shock. The vibe fell to the floor. The book flew out of her hands.
"Hello ... who is this?"
She heard Art's chuckle. Her hand clamped over her tingling cunt. He was asking to see her. He hadn't given up, after all! Amy breathlessly made a date for eight-and not to see a dumb movie. He wanted to show her something in his brother's workshop in back of his house. It never dawned on the hot chick that what Art had in mind to show her was a real cock-a hot, ready-to-screw, honest-to-God cock!
She dropped the phone back on its cradle and fell on her bed. A horny smile lifted the corners of her soft mouth. Tonight! Her time had come!
* * *
She walked through the warm summer night with her hand firmly clasping Art's strong hand. Deliberately she hit her heels on the hard sidewalk, making her tits bounce a little. She caught the gleam in his eyes, watching her boobs jiggling.
No bra! The way her tits moved under her blue angora sweater made his fingers close around her sweaty hand like a vise.
"Around here. The workshop is out behind the pool." His voice sounded deep and husky.
Amy's pussy was creaming as she walked along the narrow cement path to the tiny shed. Her eyes strained to see his cock outlined by his tight pants. Already she could feel it going into her virgin pussy. She clung to his hand, stumbling in the dark.
His hand brushed her firm ass when he ushered her into the tiny shed.
No pants!
This was a first. What had happened to his girlfriend? Why was her hand sweating so much in his?
The moment the door closed behind them he swept her into his arms. He kissed her on the mouth, hard. His cock was killing him! Jesus, Amy was hot! What the hell had switched her around? She'd always been a good kisser, but now her hips were grinding her pussy-mound against his throbbing cock. Her hands were sliding around his ass, pulling him tightly against her.
She twisted her mouth away, gasping for breath. His hands slid under her sweater. This time she stood perfectly still, letting him feel her up. Her nipples hardened. She looked down to see her white tits gleaming in the soft light filtering in through the cracked windows.
"Suck my titties, Art. Suck them. Bite my nipples!"
The horny boy could not believe his ears. Had some other guy gotten to her? Had she been fucked? Had some rotten son of a bitch beat him to her cherry pussy? Why was she panting and tugging at his fly while he hungrily sucked her nipples?
"I don't care what you wanted to show me, Art honey. This is what I want to see."
He stared at her shaking fingers lifting his swollen prick out of his fly.
"That was it."
He grinned.
She giggled hotly. Her fingers played up and down his bobbing shaft.
"We're going to fuck."
Her voice was shaky but calm. She'd made a flat statement. She was going to fuck with him right now!
Holy Jumping Christ! Some stud must have turned her on. But he didn't care. His turn was now!
He lowered her shaking body onto an old sofa Bobbie had salvaged from the Goodwill bin on the supermarket lot. Amy whimpered and twisted under him as he pulled her sweater up over her head and buried his face in her hot tits.
He licked and sucked on her luscious tit-peaks, his hand tugging her short skirt up around her belly. Her cunt was hot and wet, soft as silk. He groaned with desire to get his cock inside her.
She spread her legs to him. His middle finger found her sweet fuck hole ready and slick with hot juice.
"Jesus, Amy!" he groaned, driving his finger into her. "It went right in. But it's tight in there. Have you been fucking around with another guy?"
"No, honest! I just made up my mind to stop being such a silly dumb chick. I want you to fuck me, Art. God, how I want you to fuck me!"
He jerked her skirt down her legs and stared hot-eyed at the prettiest, pinkest cunt he had ever seen.
Out of her mind with cock-lust, Amy ripped his fly wide open.
Art stood up, stumbling with eagerness to get naked. His pants flew through the air. He crashed down on her hot body.
Her arms whipped around his neck. Her tongue probed hotly into his open mouth. Her cunt moved up and down his rigid shaft.
"God damn! You're really hot, Amy!"
"Don't talk ... fuck me!"
Her whispered urgings made his dick so full of pounding blood that it felt like a rock when he grabbed for it and pointed its ready head at her open cunthole.
His prick rammed into the slick pussy-hole that welcomed his quick, snapping movements. His nuts crashed into her writhing little ass each time his rod thrust into her slit.
"I'm fucking Amy. I'm fucking Amy!" he mumbled over and over again.
He could believe the sudden switch. She'd been so damn uptight, he had to fight just to get his hands on her bare boobs under her clothes. Now she was panting and fucking back at every hard thrust of his flaming hot prick. And she had taken every inch on the first hard push!
"Screw me. Fuck my cunt clear off. I want you to fuck me all night. Do you hear me?"
Her sharp teeth bit his ear. Without realizing it, she was imitating her mother-the erotic gasping instructions that had filtered through the thin wall between her room and her parents'.
Art's experience at pussy-pounding was very limited-not in hours, but in women. Never had he had his cock in such an active cunthole. She gave him back every snap of his hips. She fucked like a wild woman.
Amy didn't give a shit about having him play with her clit or her bouncing boobies or her asshole. She just wanted to fuck his cock.
The dust of a thousand bygone fuck sessions rose like a mist out of the old sofa cushions. It filled the small shed like an atomic cloud. The kids coughed and choked, but they wouldn't have stopped screwing if the she had caught fire.
"Come, Amy! Why the fuck don't you come?"
"To hell with coming!" she panted. "Fuck me! I don't want to waste time coming. Later, maybe. Screw me, Art honey. Fuck the livin' hell out of me! That's what I need."
He renewed his grip on her sweating body. His aching cock plowed into her insatiable cunt.
Amy had totally abandoned herself to her urges. She was being sucked into a whirlpool of cock-lust. The hot shed spun like a top before her glazed eyes. Her nails raked bloody streaks down his back.
He never felt them. The blast furnace heat of her squirming body made the sweat pour off his body. It dripped on her heaving tits. It ran down over her belly, collecting in a tiny puddle in her belly button. He kept wiping his hands on the dusty cushions, trying to keep her twisting body under him on the narrow couch.
Amy whimpered with ecstatic little gasps of joy. Her mom could keep her damn vibrator. Fuck it! It hadn't felt half as good as the real thing she was taking up her hot cunt.
"You have to come, Amy," Art panted.
"Why? Who cares?"
"I do, God damn it! Concentrate on how good my cock feels. Get off! Climax!"
"Fuck it!" she burst out. "It's not your fault I don't come. I-I can get off with my fingers, but this is my first time with a boy. What the hell do you want from me?"
He looked down at her red face, at the tears coursing down her flushed cheeks.
"Shit! I'm sorry, honey. I ... well ... I thought all women came when they fucked."
"And how many have you had your cock in?" she snapped at him.
Art kissed her soft mouth. He eased his pace. Her legs came up and wrapped around his sweating body. Christ! They were fucking and arguing-like they were married, for God's sake!
"Art! Take your cock out."
"What?"
"Take it out, that's all. Don't ask me dumb questions."
Jesus, she was one fireball-a hot, no-nonsense fucker. He jerked his slick cock out of her pussy.
"I want to do everything in the book," Amy panted. "You're going to fuck me up my ass ... for starters."
Art blinked in surprise. So she had a fuck book, too! He watched her getting upon her hands and knees, grabbing for the back of the old sofa to steady herself.
"Do it!" she commanded him. "Fuck my ass!"
Art galvanized into action. He slammed his slick cockhead between her back thrust asscheeks. Amy yelped with the sudden pain of his hard shove. Art paused, his cock only halfway in her asshole.
"Don't stop. It has to hurt. I'm really cherry back there. Fuck my asshole, damn it!"
He lunged toward her. She crumpled up, her forehead digging into the cushions. Her hands tugged her titties. She bared her teeth in a wild grimace of cock-lust.
Her butthole was tight-so fucking tight! His cock bent every time he moved into her. This was torture. He wanted back in her slick, warm cunt. But somehow she had taken over the action. He felt lost. What a woman! Confused, he still managed a wry grin, looking down at his shadowy prick reaming the hot chick's asshole.
Amy lurched forward, falling flat on the sofa. She groaned, trying to turn over.
"A small sample of that is enough," she muttered. "It hurts."
Art sat down on his legs folded under him. His hard cock stuck straight up in the air. She lay looking at it. He could almost hear the wheels clicking in her fevered mind. Amy was flipping through that sex book in her head. She was thinking about what she wanted to try next. Art felt like a little kid waiting to be told what to do. This strange horny girl had him in shock.
"Stand up in front of me."
He stood up. She stared at his erect rod jerking in front of her face. She looked up at him. Her eyes didn't seem quite so wild and unfocused.
"I want to suck you off, Art, but ... but your cock's all shitty."
Eager to help her, he jerked the shed door open. The pool reflected the light of the summer moon. He motioned her to follow him and ran over to dive into the blessed coolness of the water.
He rose to the surface, flinging his head around to whip the water off his hair. She bobbed up beside him, grinning and puffing.
"This is great! I never swam naked before."
"Are we going to swim or are you going to suck me off?"
"Guess which," she giggled.
He was glad to see the old Amy coming back. The hot bitch on that couch in the shed had half-scared the piss out of him. This girl he knew he could handle!
His strong hands slid a pool float under him. He lay back, his cock pointing at the star-studded sky. She dog-paddled after him, pushing his float into a corner of the pool.
Her hands closed around his rigid cock. Amy pulled him toward her. She lunged up onto the float, almost sinking them. She giggled and choked, but her mouth found his erect cock.
"Oh my God!" Art gasped.
Where the hell had she learned how to work on a boy's prick that way? It had to be instinctive-he hoped. Fuck, there was no other boy in her life. Who the hell was he so jealous of?
Her broad tongue licked up and down. Her sharp teeth nipped along his throbbing shaft. She deep-throated his rod, making him groan with pleasure. There wasn't a page on cocksucking that she had missed in the sex book she had industriously studied as that white vibrator had buzzed in her hot cunt.
She got his cock slick with her saliva. He felt her fingers curl around his aching shaft.
"I'm going to jack you off ... this is on page seventy-seven." She laughed.
Art grinned. Crazy wonderful bitch! Sex with her was so different than when he had fucked Janie or his mom. Was every woman a new experience?
He lay back on the float. His eyes were closed. He was relaxed. What wild fucking nights lay ahead of them! How super it was to float around and watch the stars twinkling while his cock throbbed in the hands of a horny broad.
"Pay attention," Amy told him. "I want you to shoot. I want to see this cock shoot a big wad of cum."
Her hands moved faster. She squeezed harder and harder. Her body jammed the float against the pool wall. Amy stood up in the shallow water, spreading her legs so he could finger-fuck her slick pussy while she beat him off.
"Come ... come ... come ..." she chanted.
Her fist was a blur, whipping up and down on him. Art wished perversely that he could keep from coming and giving her a dose of the frustration he'd felt when he couldn't make her climax on the sofa.
"Oh damn! Jesus H. Christ! You're making me shoot ... I'm coming ... commmiiinnng!"
His body stiffened. His finger was rammed all the way up in Amy's hot pussy. Her eyes glowed in the dark, watching his cock whipping one jet of hot cum after another into the cool night air.
"There," she said with great satisfaction. "Now your balls won't hurt so much."
"That information was in the book, too, huh?"
They grinned at each other. Then her soft mouth was pressed against his. It was the longest, sexiest kiss he had ever experienced in all his young life.
Chapter Eleven
"Hello, Amy."
Judy's voice startled the two hot kids. Art looked up at his mother standing close to the edge of the pool, looking down at her boy's cock.
Amy straightened up. Judy's eyes took in the proud upthrust tits of the young girl. Her gaze dropped to the dark patch of pussy-fur between her full thighs. The girl was a knockout! Art could really pick 'em!
"Good evening, Mrs. Collins."
Amy was amazed at how cool she was. Her boyfriend's mother had just caught her kissing her naked son in her pool. But somehow what Amy felt wasn't embarrassment. It was lust! A strange new feeling swept over her. Her eyes narrowed, staring at Judy's swelling boobs straining the thin fabric of her dressing gown. She wanted to suck on those tits. God, she wanted to lick that beautiful woman's pussy! What the hell was happening to her?
Judy read every sinful wish that raced through the hot girl's mind. They matched her own. She glanced up at Janie's bedroom window. She could see the outline of her daughter's figure against the glow from her bed lamp.
"Come on in the house with me, Amy. Art, make us some coffee. It's getting chilly this evening."
Amy trotted obediently after Judy, her small feet making wet prints on the dry concrete. Her nipples had suddenly begun aching. She rubbed them with her wet hands. It didn't help make them stop itching and burning-like her clit was, too.
Judy wasted no time. She led the horny teen straight to her bedroom and pushed her naked body down upon the bed. She smiled at Amy and quickly went to Janie's room.
"Come with me."
Janie knew what was going to happen. She followed her mother so closely, they marched in perfect step.
"Hi, Amy," Janie said coolly. She eased down onto the bed beside the excited girl.
"I was watching you jacking off my boy," Judy said quietly. "You did it very well."
"Uh ... well, some things you just seem to know how to do," Amy said softly.
Judy slipped out of her dressing gown. Her silk nightie only made her lovely body look even more lustful.
Almost conversationally she said to Amy, "My husband cut out on me. And that meant no fucking ... until I decided to teach my boys how to please a woman. Does that shock you?"
It did, but Amy would have died rather than admit it. "No," she said. "I love to fuck. If I had a man and ... lost him ... I would do the same thing. Especially if my boys were as good-looking as yours." She smiled at Judy.
"Then what is going to happen in this room tonight won't shake you up?"
Amy felt her clit pulsing for action. All she said was, "Try me."
She was disappointed that Judy didn't crawl into bed and fall upon her hot pussy with a glad cry. She understood somehow that the woman was whetting her sexual appetite, staring at her naked body lying hot and ready on her bed.
Judy sat down on her vanity bench and lit a cigarette.
Amy blinked. After all the questions and sexy promises-nothing? She looked over at Janie. The other girl lay on her side, her hand tucked under the lacy bottom of her baby-doll gown. She smiled.
"Do you want to get it on with me?" Janie whispered to Amy.
Her slim fingers lifted her silky gown. Amy's eyes fell on the soft puff of blonde hair that was revealed. She moistened her dry lips.
With a soft sigh she leaned over Janie's hot little cunt. Her tongue flicked out. Janie drew in her breath sharply. Her legs parted. Her hips tilted. Her hand brushed Amy's silken hair. She pushed the girl's head down.
"Lick my cunt," she said.
Judy puffed harder on her cigarette. She watched Amy coming up to her knees between her girl's parted legs. She saw a hungry mouth open and then close over a hot pussy. She could almost feel that tongue licking her own cunt.
"Aaaaahhhhh ... you do that so good!"
Janie reached down. Her fingers held her wet cunt open. She watched Amy licking around and around on her tingling clitty. Her body jerked with quick little movements.
Amy wasted no time, either. She had gone straight for the girl's pussy. But now she was stretching out on her belly, her hands moving over Janie's swelling titties. She pinched the upthrust nipples.
"Ummmmm," Janie moaned.
Amy was good! She sucked pussy like a veteran of a hundred bedroom bouts. But it was really the very first time Amy had had a cunt in her mouth. It was just that she had longed to be able to get her mouth down on her own pussy. Except that Janie's hair was lighter and a little silkier than hers, it was just like suddenly being able to lick her own cunt.
Janie's hands lifted her baby-doll gown over her head. She swung around, head to toe beside Amy. With a low moan she buried her face between Amy's legs. Her own cunt was pressed over Amy's open mouth. The soft sounds of two mouths sucking two hot cunts permeated the room.
Judy's eyes gleamed with lust. How fantastic it was to watch two hot girls sucking cunt, to see their legs move as though they were walking slowly, straining to get their cunts down tighter on the mouths that were sucking, licking, biting soft flesh.
She saw Amy lift Janie's knees and push them wide apart. The girl's head came up. She watched Amy's finger sliding into Janie's slick cunthole. She finger-fucked the bucking, plunging cunt with faster and faster strokes.
"Oh ...oh ... oh!"
Janie was slipping over the edge. She sucked hard on Amy's cunt. She jammed her finger into the hot girl's asshole. She licked the erect clit that tasted so damn good. Her tongue probed the tight depths of Amy's soaked twat.
Judy had never seen her daughter twist and shake so hotly. Her own cunt demanded to be fingered. She stood up and ripped her nightie off. She tumbled into bed beside the two hot chicks. She grabbed for Amy's free hand.
Amy immediately began finger fucking Judy's spasming cunt with an expert touch. She had both women moaning and groaning like they were dying. And that was the scene that greeted Art's eyes when he stumbled into the bedroom!
His cock instantly swelled rock-hard. His ears were filled with hot whimpering, quick little gasps of pleasure, low moans of ecstasy. He didn't know which hot cunt to go for first.
His problem was solved almost right away.
Amy suddenly screamed out loud. Janie's sucking mouth had brought her off with startling force. She lay shaking on Janie, trying to cover her pussy so that maddening tongue couldn't lick her clit any more. Her orgasm went on and on, even after she'd rolled off the hot teen to lie flat on her back, holding her cunt with both hands.
Janie slid into a hot sixty-nine with her mother. She sucked furiously on Judy's eager pussy. She jammed her cunt down over her mother's mouth, her hips thrusting at Judy's face.
Art walked over to the side of the bed. He took Amy's limp hand and laid his hard cock upon her open palm. Her fingers closed. She opened her eyes dreamily. She tugged him nearer.
Her fingers guided his jerking dick into the tight entrance to her slick tunnel. He bottomed in her with one strong stroke. Her legs came up slowly, her ankles crossed. Her arms stole around his strong neck.
"Fuck me, honey," she whispered.
He needed no encouragement. His dick was so stiff it was almost beyond feeling. He had never had such an erection! He fucked his hot girlfriend with all his strength, but his eyes kept drifting away from her softly parted lips to watch his mother and his sister sucking each other off.
Janie was so damn hot she couldn't make it. The harder she tried, the more her climax stubbornly refused to come. She impatiently got to her feet and trotted around to Amy's side of the bed.
"Sit up!"
"Huh?"
"I said, sit up, Art. I want you to suck me off while you fuck Amy. I have to get off or go bananas!"
He came up on his knees, lifting Amy's wiggling ass with his legs. Janie jumped upon the bed and stood straddling Amy. She shoved her cunt into Art's face. Her hands went around the back of his head.
"Lick me!" she commanded. "Hard!"
Art fucked Amy's clenching cunt and licked his sister's flaming hot pussy. His girlfriend reached up, holding the hot teen over her while her brother licked her clit. Amy had never before been in an orgy, except in her mind. What she saw far surpassed any fuck scene she had ever imagined! Art's cock was so hard in her cunt it felt like that damn white dildo. But he never missed a blessed stroke, no matter how much his sister gasped and made strangling noises deep in her throat.
Judy couldn't keep out of the action. She was hot-really hot, now. Where the hell had Bobbie gone? She wanted a hard cock in her cunt. Her mind raced. Had she thrown her dildo away when she'd begun training her boys to fuck her?
She searched frantically through her dresser drawers. The sound of Art fucking Amy's juicy pussy was driving her mad. Here it is-my trusty old dildo. How many nights had she used it in her unsatisfied pussy after that fuckhead Ray had fallen asleep?
The bed creaked under all the weight when Judy collapsed upon it. Panting, she shoved the huge dildo up her cunt. Ah, an old familiar friend! Her strong hands worked the rigid instrument in and out of her hole. She bit her lips so hard they bled. Her head began to throb. A fucking headache-on top of trying to come with a fake cock! Shit!
Judy flung the dildo against the wall, cursing her frustration. She jerked Janie away from Art's mouth. She pushed the startled boy down upon his back. She kicked Amy as the frightened girl scrambled to get out of the way of the lust-crazed attack of this wild female.
Judy mounted her son and sat down hard on his prick. His cock slid into her cunt. Her nails dug into his shoulders. She rode him like there was no other man alive in the whole world.
The girls shrank back against the headboard, their eyes wide. Jesus, Judy had flipped out!
"Fuck me! Fuck my cunt clear off me! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
She teetered on the edge of outright insanity. Her nails raked along the sides of her son's body. She ground her cunt around his hard prick.
Amy and Janie clung to each other, too scared by Judy's sudden outburst to do anything but tremble and watch the wild woman fucking her son.
"Stick your fingers up my cunt. Yes! Yes ... like that. Fuck me harder. I want a finger up my asshole right now! DO IT!"
Art responded to her every command. His finger helped fill her cunthole. He butt fucked his hot mother with two fingers. His cock raked in and out of her clenched cunt.
She rode him harder-on and on.
Two legs snapped off the old bed. The mattress tilted. Judy didn't stop for a second. Her cunt plunged up and down her boy's rigid cock. She suddenly came up, squatting over him. She jerked his fingers out of her ass. He grunted.
Judy had speared herself on his hard rod, driving every inch up her tight asshole. It hurt, but the pain made his cock grow even harder.
Amy couldn't believe what she was seeing. She leaned over to peer under Judy's thighs. She saw Art's cock fucking Judy's brown hole. Then she saw the crazy hot woman lift herself up and bring her slick cunt down over his throbbing rod. She switched back and forth, fucking herself up her ass and up her cunt with alternate strokes.
Janie looked at her mother's face. It was scary to see such naked cock-lust distorting her pretty features. She hoped she would never get so hot. She wondered how the hell Art kept from coming. His mother fucked him without mercy, with no thought that his precious cock may be doubling up under her wild thrusts. Every downstroke mashed his aching balls. Every upstroke stretched his cock out painfully. Her cunt-grip was fantastic. Her asshole pulled on his cockflesh like a tight fist.
A low guttural moan wrenched from Judy told the girls the end was near. They watched her closely. She was coming silently, soundlessly, too far gone to utter one more word.
Judy suddenly sat down hard on her boy. Her muscles tensed. Her eyes were shut tightly. Her fists were clenched. Amy and Janie could see her cunt tightening like a silken fist around Art's cock.
She sat and shook, coming over and over again. Every bit of color was drained from her face. Without a sound she toppled over and lay on her back, her arms and legs flung wide. Her tits rose and fell, but that was the only sign that life still existed within her.
Art came up on one elbow, staring at his mother. His face was almost as white as hers.
"What the living hell happened to Mom?" he asked.
Janie slid over to hug him. "She just went out of her gourd ... flipped out! She'll be okay in a little while."
"Jesus, that scared the pee out of me," Art muttered.
"Take Amy home, Art. I'll stay here with Mom. She'll be all right ... honest. I get almost that hot."
Amy followed Art back down to the small shed. She fumbled into her sweater and her short skirt, her hands shaking. She was wondering if in time she would go as mad for cock as Judy had. It was frightening, just thinking about it.
They walked through the quiet night, each lost in thought. The town was quiet-no lights, no cars.
"Art ..."
"What?"
"You know I love you, don't you? I mean, I don't have to say the words, but I wanted to hear myself tell you."
He stopped in the shadow of an ancient elm tree. His arms went around her slim body. They stood kissing, feeling the shock of the evening's session lessening.
"You're my girl, right? No one else gets into that pussy. It's mine!"
She nipped his nose. "You have full possession. Tomorrow night you can enjoy your own private cunt. I'll keep it warm for you."
"Ah ... happiness is a warm pussy." He grinned.
"And a stiff cock!" Amy smiled.
Chapter Twelve
Judy stood with her hands on her hips, looking at the empty cupboards. Her growing brood went through the food fast.
She turned to smile at the three faces hungrily chewing on their supper. She shook her head.
"You're three wolves when it comes to chow. After you finish filling your bellies, you're going to the store with me."
"Aw, Mom ..."
"Hush. If you can eat it, the least you can do is help me drag the damn food home. Bobbie, fire up my Lincoln. Janie, put on something that hides at least part of your boobs. Art, make a list of what we need. I'm going to shower and get dressed. Then we go."
With so many hands tumbling the groceries off the shelves, the cart was filled quickly. Judy sighed when she saw the bill. If she weren't so hung up on fucking Art and Bobbie, she'd go out and get herself a meal ticket. But she didn't want another husband. Her boys were getting better and better in the sack. She wanted nothing so much as to fuck herself right into feeble old age, riding the cocks of her sturdy kids.
Halfway home, the Lincoln choked and spluttered and fell silent. Judy coasted the roomy car to a stop in the shadow of a huge tree. They were still too far from home to hoof it.
"Well, what now?" Art asked.
"There isn't a phone within miles," Judy told him. "We'll just have to wait for the sun to come up and the town to come alive. Someone will help us then."
"Well, we won't go hungry," Janie said. "Not with the whole back end of this heap full of food."
She peeled a banana and slumped down in the back seat.
Bobbie grinned at her. "Gonna eat it? Or put it in your pussy?"
Janie stuck her tongue out at him.
He laughed and whipped his cock out, standing up on the front seat and wagging it at her.
"Want a real one?"
Judy tried without success to suppress a laugh. "You're awful, Bobbie. Don't tease her like that."
He grinned. His hard cock snapped up under his flicking finger.
"I wasn't teasing. She can have this if she wants it."
Judy's pussy suddenly got moist. She flicked a nervous glance around outside the car's tinted windows. No one was on the street.
It was going to be a long night-why not have some fun?
She reached out. Her fingers closed around her son's hard dick. He turned on his knees, pointing his prick straight at her mouth.
Art coughed. He moved over against the door to give them more room. Janie sat holding the banana, staring at her mother sucking on her brother's stiff prick.
"Lick it, Mom. You do it better than anyone."
Bob's voice was changing. It wavered between a pleasant baritone and an unpredictably. high squeak. But his cock had grown up! It seemed much longer than when she'd first sucked him off, Judy thought, and harder-and more eager for sex than ever!
She unbuckled his belt, and his pants slid down. He shuffled over the leather seat, closer to her. Judy nuzzled her face against his wiry cock hair. How sexy he smelled! And how hard he was!
Art jerked his cock out of his fly. He looked over the back of the front seat at Janie sitting with her heels on the edge of the seat. She never wore any panties. He could see her blonde cunt hair gleaming in the faint moonlight filtering in through the windows.
As he watched her, his eyes opened wide. She was rubbing the banana against her slick cuntlips. He heard her sharp intake of breath when she slid the hard unripe fruit into her pussyhole.
With one quick motion Art wiggled over the seat. He crouched on the floor, looking between her parted legs as her hot cunt took the banana in.
"Eat me, Art," she whispered. "Eat that banana out ... and then work on my cunt the way you do. You're the best pussy-lapper in town."
His hands slid up her soft thighs. His mouth came closer and closer to her cunt. He heard Bobbie grunting as his mother sucked his cock harder and harder. The whole car began to smell like hot cunt.
Janie contracted her pussy-muscles, forcing the banana out a bit. He nibbled on the end of it. She gave him more. It tasted odd-like fruit, but flavored with the hot fluids of a horny teenager.
Art swallowed the last of the banana. His thumbs spread his sister's cuntlips apart.
She licked her lips, waiting for the magic moment when his tongue would flick over her erect clit.
"Ooohhh! Nice! So nice, Art!"
Janie slid down. Her cunt was right at the edge of the seat. He ate her snatch, probing all the secret places that Amy had taught him about. Janie's fingers clenched in her brother's hair. Her hips moved sensuously as her cunt fucked his tongue.
"Mom ..."
"Mmmphff?"
"Let go of my cock. I want to eat your cunt."
Judy reluctantly let it slip out of her mouth. For no other reason would she have given up his hard dick. She slid her skirt down and kicked it off.
"Move over. Let me get down on the floor. Put your heels on the cushion, like Janie."
"I know what to do, you horny boy."
Her smile disappeared two seconds later, and her lips formed a silent O of pleasure. Bobbie had watched his oldest brother eating his mother's cunt often enough to know exactly what she liked best.
He nibbled on her clit, just to get her juices flowing hotly. She poured out hot cuntcream, responding more and more to being eaten in her own car on a quiet side street in the middle of the night.
"Suck me ... suck me ... suck me ... "
She kept repeating the words, over and over again, like a record needle stuck in a worn track. She shook from head to toe. She clutched his arms, pulling him toward her.
"Oh God! That feels heavenly, Bobbie!"
His strong lips pulled her cuntlips out. He probed the sweetness of her soft hole. The squeezing hotness of her pussy made his cock stand straight out and rub against the hard leather of the seat.
Her big tits shook with her jerking motions. She couldn't sit still. Her heels pounded the seat edge.
He gripped her thighs, trying to hold her still enough to keep his tongue in her cunt.
"You're driving me crazy, Bobbie!" Judy gasped. "I want to fuck--now!"
He acted like she'd said nothing at all. He pulled her legs down and turned her over. She felt his tongue licking into her deep cleft between her ass cheek.
"No ... God, no! That will just make me hotter than ever," Judy moaned.
But she let her son burrow his face into her hot ass. His long tongue licked maddeningly over her quivering asshole. Her nails scratched the leather seat when he thrust deeper into her.
Bobbie was gone-off on a real trip of ass-licking. For the moment she had no pussy, no tits -just a hot asshole that grabbed for his tongue and tried to hold it in every time he let her have a little more.
In the back seat, Janie was moaning and wiggling ecstatically under her brother's talented tongue. Her hands ripped her blouse off. She squeezed her bare tits, pulling on her tingling nipples.
"Art, stick your prick in me right now! Please ... please!"
Her pussy-muscles rippled and grabbed for his long cock and he slid it into his sister's hot cunt with one smooth motion. His knees hurt, resting on the hard floor, but his cock couldn't have cared less. He fucked her drenched pussy with hard strokes. Her arms flailed in the air, knocking the bags of groceries to the floor.
Judy lurched forward, dragging Bobbie's tongue out of her asshole. She flipped over onto her back, throwing one leg up over the seat back, her heel hooked on the spokes of the steering wheel.
"Fuck my cunt! Fuck it right now!"
Bob fell between her legs. His hard cock bottomed in Judy's cunt. His cockhead swelled. His arms slid under his mother's writhing body. He fucked her slick hole with joyous abandon.
Her educated cunt gripped her boy's rigid prick. She scrambled to get every inch of his cock into her fuckhole.
Judy's eyes gyrated. Her heels were hooked firmly over the wheel and the seat back. She gave him back every hard thrust of his strong hips. The car rocked.
Both boys were timing their motions so their cocks bottomed at the same split second.
"Ummmmm," Judy hummed deep in her throat.
"Ohhhhh," Bobbie echoed.
"Fuck me harder, Art," Janie whimpered.
"You want me to come and get Mom's car soaked with flying cum?"
"Fuck the car!" Janie panted. "Gimme more cock ... more cock!"
Janie had matured so fast in the past few days that her hips snapped and rolled under her brother almost as hungrily as Judy was moving under her other son.
Bobbie's cock churned in his mother's slick pussy in a wild frenzy of fucking. Her pussy-juice turned into frothy cream. Her eyes were glazed with a pink mist of passion. Her arms almost cracked his ribs, hugging his straining body tightly to her.
Suddenly a white-hot river of cum flowed into Judy's cunt. She felt her boy's cock jerking and throbbing. It burned like a hot steel rod, but he didn't stop for a second.
God, if only Ray had fucked her this way! Judy thought. She would never have crossed that line, that taboo-incest! Now she didn't care. The word never came to her mind. She fucked her sons with all the lust of any hot woman going after one orgasm after another, not caring about social customs or conventions. Fuck the damn lawmakers! They didn't have a pussy that never got enough fucking.
No one walking by the Lincoln would have guessed that such an incestuous orgy had ever taken place on its wide seats. It looked like any other old car, resting under the shade of a giant tree. No one was visible.
Inside, two cunts were squeezing two cocks into renewed life. The night was not yet over. There was still time to fuck. Maybe, for once, the sun would rise a bit later. Judy and Janie hoped so.
