Many people feel an overwhelming attraction to other members of their own family. When suppressed, this attraction often leads to agonizing emotional troubles. When expressed, this stigma sometimes means feelings of guilt and shame that are almost impossible to overcome. Indeed, incest is a subject that has been shunned by society from the earliest memories of man.
Those of us who have these unfulfilled desires are often driven to torment over our needs. These desires have driven people even to the brink of insanity-or worse.
JUICY HOT MOM is the story of a woman and her family who are forced by their desires to come to grips with turbulent emotions. What happens to them when they confront these emotions together reveals their ability to be honest with themselves and to be unafraid of their own inner feelings.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Nikki Nelson strolled restlessly down the alley behind her house. Her son was off with his friends, her housework was done for the day, and her salesman husband was on yet another road trip. Nikki felt bored and lonely.
She also felt horny, but that was nothing new. In the nearly twenty years of her marriage, she'd been horny a lot, because her husband's job took him out of town so often. She was tired of the lonely nights in their king-size bed. She loved her husband, but she was often tempted to stray.
She'd never cheated on Ed before, and she really didn't believe in adultery, but Nikki was beginning to think she'd go out of her mind if she didn't start getting good, regular sex. At that very moment her pussy felt on fire with need.
She stepped up her pace and headed down the next alley. Often she could work off some of her restlessness with a brisk walk. She was a petite brunette, slim and looking much younger than her real age, so she really didn't need to lose weight or shape up. No, that wasn't the reason for her frequent walks.
She was just trying to take her mind off her overpowering lust. But every day it seemed harder to do that, and every day her need for a man got stronger. Ed was home maybe two weekends a month, and that just wasn't enough sex for a normal, healthy woman like Nikki.
She passed behind the house of an acquaintance, Shelly Dawson, and stopped short as she accidentally got a glimpse of the back yard through a small gap in the hedge. Shelly, a slim blonde about Nikki's age, was sunbathing without her bikini top. That was pretty scandalous for this middle-class neighborhood.
Nikki's curiosity overcame her, and she stepped closer to the hedge for a better view. Shelly was stretched out on a beach towel, face down, but there was no bra in sight. She was wearing only a ridiculously tiny pair of bikini bottoms, nothing else. She looked drowsy and contented as she soaked up the sun.
Just then Shelly's teenage son, Ryan, walked out the back door.
"Oh, my gosh!" Nikki breathed.
She blushed for Shelly. Nikki herself would have been mortified if her son had caught her topless. She waited for Ryan to back off when he saw his mother, or for Shelly to notice him and warn him away. It didn't happen. Instead, Ryan strolled across the lawn and sat on the grass beside his mother.
"Hi, honey," Shelly murmured.
"Hi, Mom," Ryan said. "What's for dinner tonight?"
"Oh, I don't know," Shelly said lazily. "Spaghetti? Hamburgers? We can have just about anything we want when your dad's away."
Nikki gawked at them. Here they were, talking about dinner, when Shelly was lying there with her tits practically exposed. So her husband was away, too? Lots of women in this neighborhood had husbands who traveled a lot, salesmen and truckers and other men who had to be on the road.
"Let's have pizza," Ryan said. Then he eyed Shelly's sleek tan back and said, "Hey, Mom, I think you need a little sunscreen."
"Put it on for me?" Shelly murmured.
"You bet," Ryan chuckled.
Nikki shook her head, puzzled. She didn't understand what Ryan was chuckling about, and she certainly didn't approve of him being allowed to hang out with his braless mother. Now he picked up the bottle of sunscreen Shelly had with her, poured some into his palm, and started smoothing it onto her back.
"Mmmmmm, that feels nice," Shelly sighed.
Now that Nikki thought about it, Shelly wasn't getting sunburned. She had a nice even tan. There was no reason for Ryan to be putting sunscreen on her. She watched him work the stuff into his mother's back, and then his hands were gliding down her sides and slipping underneath her to cup and squeeze her naked tits. Nikki barely stifled a gasp of shock.
Ryan molded and squeezed his mother's firm high-riding tits, and Shelly just smiled. That lazy smile spread over her face and she lay there completely submissive, giving little gurgles of contentment. Nikki was shocked out of her socks. She just couldn't believe the outrageous thing she was seeing.
"Mmmmmm, baby, you're gonna get me hot," Shelly sighed.
"That's the whole idea," Ryan chuckled.
Nikki turned scarlet. This just couldn't be happening! She'd known the Dawsons for years, and they were a respectable, decent family. Yet, now that she thought about it, Frank Dawson was on the road just as much as her Ed, which meant that Shelly needed more sex, just as Nikki did.
Maybe this was Shelly's way of coping.
Ryan was rubbing the sunscreen into his mother's soft tits, and Shelly wasn't doing a thing to stop him. She seemed to be enjoying it very much. Then Ryan rolled her over, and Nikki studied the woman's luscious-looking tit-globes, which were the size of large apples, capped with stiff red nipples.
Ryan studied his mom's tits, too, his eyes hot and excited. Then he slid his hands over her tit-mounds again. They were a perfect handful. Sensuously he pressed and stroked and molded the satiny flesh, while Shelly got flushed in the face and started to breathe harder. No question about it, the boy was getting this mother very aroused.
To her embarrassment, Nikki suddenly realized that she was creaming her panties. Her nipples were taut and engorged, and she wanted to rub herself between her legs to ease that hot ache in her pussy. She couldn't understand why she was getting aroused by this outrageous scene, but she couldn't deny that it was happening.
She tried to ignore her own signs of arousal as she watched Shelly and Ryan. Now the boy was using his thumbs to coax his mom's little rosy nipples into total stiffness. Shelly's heavily lashed eyes were half-closed, and she was sighing and writhing as her cute teenage son got her hotter and hotter.
Then Ryan slid his hands down her sleek slim body and untied her bikini bottoms. Nikki stifled another gasp. The boy peeled away the little garment and tossed it aside, leaving his mother naked. He looked down at her like a starving man at a banquet.
Nikki couldn't blame him. Shelly had a fantastic body. She was Nikki's age, in her mid-thirties, but her body looked a whole lot younger, slender yet curvy, her tits perfectly firm, her belly flat. Even her trim, triangular blonde cunt bush looked youthful.
Ryan knelt there studying his mother's lovely naked body, and Nikki noticed that the fly of his jeans was bulging. The boy was getting a hard-on for his own mother! Nikki was scandalized. Yet at the same time she couldn't bear to tear her eyes away from this wickedly exciting scene.
She knew she shouldn't be spying. Or if she had to spy, she certainly shouldn't be getting off on something as wicked as this. But there she was, fascinated, her pussy steaming and swelling as she watched Shelly Dawson cock-teasing her own teenage son.
Shelly had to be teasing, of course. Surely she didn't mean to have sex with her own kid?
Ryan set his hand on Shelly's cute golden bush, then slid it lower, between her legs. Shelly gave a lusty little gurgle as he cupped the moist hot flesh of her pussy. He began to rub her there, and she squirmed with excitement. Nikki realized she was creaming into his hand.
Ryan gave a lusty shiver as his mom's scalding cunt-juices soaked his palm. The bulge at the fly of his jeans seemed to get even bigger. He was flushed and breathing hard, and Nikki knew that Shelly had better put a stop to things right now if she didn't want big trouble.
Ryan was a teenager, perpetually horny, the slave of his young male hormones. If he got much more turned-on, he wasn't going to take no for an answer. It was insane of Shelly to let him go this far and then expect him to stop. It was outrageous of her to let him play with her naked pussy.
Nikki was thinking all these things as her own lust reached fever pitch. She tried to think how long it had been since she and Ed had had more than a quick fuck. She couldn't remember. But she'd have given anything to have a guy playing with her pussy, slowly and deliciously arousing her the way Ryan was arousing his mother.
Nikki and Ed had made love like that for the first few years of their marriage. Before their son Kirk was born, they'd spend all day Saturday in bed, doing wild things to each other and seeing how many times they could get each other off. Nikki really missed those times.
But as Ed got more and more successful in his sales career, he got sent on the road more and more. Now, almost twenty years later, Nikki was lucky if she got fucked a couple of times a month. Even when he was home, Ed was often too tired to make love, or he only had time to pack fresh clothes and leave again.
So Nikki felt envious as she watched Ryan just taking his time with Shelly, giving her great foreplay. That was the kind of loving Nikki was starved for. Even though she was shocked by mother and son, she continued to watch them, because even second-hand sex was better than nothing at all.
She shifted her position to look through another small gap in the hedge, and now she could see exactly what Ryan was doing to his mom. He was just now easing his middle finger into Shelly's cunt. He made the finger stiff, and he glided it in slowly and tantalizingly, making Shelly writhe and squeal. Her pearly cunt cream oozed out around his finger and down her ass crack.
"Ooooooh, yesss, honey," she squealed, "stick it all the way into me."
Nikki creamed right through her jeans. She was watching incest, son and mother making love, yet it was turning her on like crazy. Well, she told herself, it wasn't the incest that was getting her hot. It was just the sex.
She couldn't help putting herself in Shelly's place and knowing how wildly excited she'd be if some cute young guy was finger-fucking her. She was starved for that kind of teasing foreplay, starved for anything besides the quick fucks Ed gave her. With Ed it was always the same old thing.
She wondered if Ed was fucking other women when he was on the road. It wouldn't have surprised her, and she was sure that most of the traveling men in this neighborhood found sex away from home. So why shouldn't their wives have a little fun while they were gone? The idea of cheating was becoming more and more attractive to Nikki.
Of course she'd never choose her own son as a sex partner, like Shelly was doing. That was really sick.
"Unnnnhhhh, yes, baby, do it to me!" Shelly moaned.
Ryan had glided his stiff middle finger all the way into his mom's eager wet cunt, and now he was fucking her with it, jerking his finger swiftly in and out of her pussy. Shelly was clawing her beach towel and gurgling and whimpering with delight. Her hot cunt cream was spurting out around her son's pumping finger.
Nikki watched and creamed helplessly. She told herself that she was a decent woman and that she couldn't be aroused by this perverse scene, but she knew perfectly well that she was getting horny out of her mind. Her pussy was steaming, her cunt leaking a steady river of sizzling fuck-juice. She wanted to be fucked so badly, she could have screamed.
"Ohhhh, baby, harder!" Shelly moaned. "Faster!"
Ryan, his eyes hot with lust, gave her what she wanted. He finger-fucked her with lightening speed. Shelly closed her eyes, and her pretty white teeth flashed in a lusty grimace as she rocketed toward the release she craved. Nikki held her breath, knowing how close the pretty blonde was to coming.
"Ooooooooh, God! Ooooooooh!" Shelly whined.
Ryan's cock looked like it was going to tear its way out of his jeans. Nikki wondered how Shelly expected to restrain him after all the things she'd let him do. He'd be crazy with need by the time he finished finger-fucking her. Did she expect the poor kid to just go to his room and beat off?
Shelly stiffened, gasped, and then her slim body started backing.
"Unnnnhhhh, you did it to me, baby, I'm coming!" she groaned. "Unnnnhhhh, yesssss, ahhhhhhh!"
Ryan kept on pi stoning his finger in her hotly squirting pussy as she climaxed. Nikki could have sobbed with envy. She needed to come so badly, and she was so tired of masturbating. Sure, it got her off and temporarily relieved her horniness, but it was no substitute for a man.
For years now, Nikki had been beating off to relieve her sexual tensions, but it wasn't working very well any more. The more Ed was away, the more she needed a man. Specifically, she needed a nice hard cock pounding in her cunt. She needed a big thick prick, not her slim finger. She needed a live male partner, not her fantasies.
She was aroused from these thoughts as Ryan drew his cream-soaked finger out of his mother's cunt and started taking off his clothes. Nikki helplessly ogled his magnificent young male body-all that smooth hard flesh and those bulging muscles. Shelly opened her eyes as she finally finished coming, and she focused right on Ryan's crotch.
He skinned out of his jeans, and he wasn't wearing shorts. His cock snapped free, long and thick and stiff as steel. Nikki shoved her knuckles against her mouth to keep from whining with longing. Just a few yards away was exactly what she needed, a hard and ready cock.
Ryan pushed his mother's legs wide-open and crawled between them. Nikki stopped breathing, she was so shocked. The boy was actually attempting to fuck his own mother. But surely Shelly would stop him?
She held out her arms instead and gurgled, "Yes, honey, fuck me. Stick that big cock into me!"
Nikki couldn't believe it. But before her horrified eyes Ryan let himself down on his mother's lovely naked body and glided his rock-hard cock into her cunt. Shelly arched her body up to take his prick, clinging to him and whimpering with delight.
"Oh, yes, baby, fuck Mama!" she moaned.
Nikki stifled a cry of outrage, but at the same time she creamed through her jeans and panties. Ryan sank fully onto Shelly, his cock cramming her needy cunt, and she clawed at his shoulders. Then their bodies started bucking and writhing together, moving in perfect synchronization.
That was when Nikki realized that these two had fucked before. She wondered how long it had been going on, how long it had been since Shelly discovered this very convenient and unique way of relieving her horniness while her husband was on the road.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to me!" Shelly babbled as Ryan pistoned his cock into her.
Nikki watched the boy's trim ass knotting and jerking as he fucked his own mother. Shelly bent her knees and moved her legs wide-apart to take his pounding prick as deep as she could get it. Her eyes rolled shut, and she seemed to forget everything but the fantastic fucking he was giving her.
"Ohhhhh, God, I need it so bad!" she sobbed.
Nikki shivered lustily. She needed it bad, too. She needed to be fucked so badly, she was practically out of her mind with frustration. But unlike Shelly, she had no male to take care of her hot needs. She wasn't about to fuck her own son. She watched in an agony of lust as mother and son fucked each other to climax.
"Take my load, Mom, unnnggghhhhhh!" Ryan groaned, hammering his steaming jizz into his mother's cunt.
Nikki couldn't watch any more. It was too painful for her. It had been exciting, too, she had to admit that, but she just couldn't stand to see another woman getting what she herself couldn't have. Quickly she moved away from the hedge and rushed down the alley toward her own house.
She hoped her son, Kirk, wasn't home, because what she needed to do right now was beat off like crazy. Her pussy was smoldering and smoking. She felt like she'd really go crazy if she didn't relieve that hot lust.
As she practically staggered towards her house, Nikki wondered how in the world she could have gotten so aroused by such a sick and depraved scene. Was there something wrong with her?
CHAPTER TWO
Nikki burst in the back door of her home and callecd out, "Kirk? Kirk, are you home?"
There was no answer, to her relief. She didn't want to stop and talk with her son or with anybody else, and when she got herself off, she wanted to be able to wail. She hurried to her bedroom, rushed in, and locked the door behind her.
She eyed the bed in which she so seldom shared with her husband and gave a bitter sigh.
Most of the time she occupied that enormous bed all alone. She quickly removed her shoes and socks and jeans and panties, then dashed for the bed.
She didn't bother taking off her shirt and bra. She didn't have time. She was already whimpering with need as she rolled onto the bed and lay on her back. Bending her knees and spreading her legs wide, she ran her fingers over her fever-hot cream-soaked cunt-slit.
"Ohhhhh, God, yessss!" she breathed.
She closed her eyes. She always liked to have sexy fantasies when she played with herself, and she had a very sexy one right now. She pretended that Ryan was naked, with a hard-on that wouldn't quit, and that he was crawling between her legs and lowering himself onto her.
"Yes, yes, fuck meeee!" she whined.
As her fantasy lover lowered himself onto her, Nikki slid her stiff middle finger into her cunt, pretending it was his hard and ready teenage cock. She sobbed with relief as she shoved it into her famished cunt. She needed something in there so badly.
"Unnnnhhhh, yessss!" she gasped.
She pushed the finger in as far as it would go, fantasizing that Ryan was cramming her with his throbbing teenage prick, pushing it clear to her womb. She soaked her finger with uncontrollable spurts of sizzling fuck-cream. Then she started jerking her finger in quick lusty fucking motions.
"Do it to me, do it to meeee!" she moaned.
It felt nice, but it wasn't nearly as good as the real thing. Her finger was so much smaller than a cock. She slid a second finger into her juicy little pussy. That was a big improvement. She moved the two rigid fingers side by side, pretending they were Ryan's prick.
"Ohhhhh, God, yesss, fuck meeeee!" she wailed.
It was nice that her son wasn't home, because she could yell her head off as she masturbated. Nikki loved to make noise when she fucked or when she played with herself. It seemed only natural to howl and squeal and moan and wail when something felt that good. But usually she had to be quiet on account of Kirk.
Night after lonely night, with Ed on the road, she and Kirk would spend the evening watching TV together, and then they'd go to their rooms, the boy to sleep and his mother to feverishly masturbate away her frustrations. But she didn't allow herself more than a few soft moans, so Kirk wouldn't hear. She didn't want him to know her guilty secret.
So today was a special treat. She got to make as much noise as she wanted. The only thing lacking was a real-live cock. Even two fingers together weren't as big as Ryan's swollen fuckrod. Well, then, why not try three fingers?
Panting, Nikki managed to wedge a third finger into her juice-slick little pussy. That was really good. Three fingers bunched together were just about the thickness of a real hard-on. Groaning with delight, she hammered her fingers in and out of her seething pussy, cramming her cunt full.
"Oooooooh, shit, yessss!" she wailed. "You're fucking me so good, honey, so fuckin' good!"
In her fevered imagination, Ryan was fucking her brains out. The horny teen couldn't get enough of her juicy clinging cunt, and he was fucking her faster and faster. She worked her fingers steadily faster, imitating his pile-driving adolescent cock, and she was very quickly on the verge of orgasm.
"Just a little more, baby," she whined, "I'm gonna come. Fuck hard, fuck the shit out of me!"
Her fantasy lover was perfectly willing, of course, and she pistoned her bunched fingers as fast as she could in her horny pussy-hole. Her eyes tightly closed, her pretty face twisted into a horny mask, the sex-starved housewife finger-fucked herself into ecstasy.
"Unnnnnhhhh, yessss, I'm coming!" she screamed. "Unnnnhhhhh, oooooh, yesssss!"
Nikki was very good at bringing herself off. God knows, she'd had enough practice. Not only could she get herself off in just a minute or less, she could make the climax last and last. Over the years she'd learned just how to do that. She went on sensuously finger-fucking herself as she came, prolonging the delicious sensations.
"Oooooooh, God, oooooh!" she moaned.
At this point in their marriage, she could get herself off a lot better than Ed could. However, Ed was not exactly the perfect lover. She'd watched Ryan today, slowly and deliriously arousing his mother, and she knew that if a guy did that with her, she'd come like crazy.
That was really all Nikki needed, a decent lay. Was that too much to ask?
Yes, because she was married, and a married woman is supposed to take what she gets and be satisfied with it. But Nikki was far from satisfied. She couldn't be content with one short, rushed fuck every two or three weeks. She knew she had to find a solution to her problem, and she had to find it fast.
Sighing, she rolled off the bed and headed for the shower. After bathing and putting on clean clothes, she took care of the next item on her agenda. Right after her masturbating, the most important thing, in Nikki's opinion, was to tell her best friend Jodie what she'd seen.
The Roberts family lived just a few doors away from the Nelsons, and Nikki and Jodie had quickly become best friends and had stayed best friends for years. Their sons, Kirk and Brock, were just the same age. Both their husbands traveled a lot, so Nikki and Jodie had the same problems.
That was why Jodie would be fascinated when Nikki told her about Shelly Dawson's unusual solution to the problem that plagued all three of them.
Jodie and Nikki shared all their secrets, so it wasn't unusual for Nikki to tell her friend something this intimate. She hurried down the street, rang Jodie's doorbell, and burst into the house the moment Jodie opened the door.
Jodie, a beautiful and statuesque redhead, jumped back out of the way.
"What's up?" she laughed.
"Oh, boy, have I got a hot item to tell you!" Nikki said breathlessly. "This is the hottest thing you'll ever hear."
"Great," Jodie said, leading the way to the kitchen and the coffee pot, "I was just sitting around yawning. Paul's on another business trip."
"You won't be yawning when you hear this," Nikki assured her.
"Okay, out with it," Jodie said as they sat at the kitchen table and she poured them coffee.
"Grab onto something," Nikki said. "Shelly Dawson is getting it on with her own son!"
Jodie stared at her. She blinked and stared again. Then she burst into laughter.
"Nikki, you nut," she cried, "you're putting me on."
"Oh, no, I'm not," Nikki said. "I was walking down the alley just now, and I saw them making out. I'm telling you, Jodie, they went all the way."
Jodie's mouth dropped open and stayed that way. She started pouring coffee into her lap, and Nikki took the pot away from her.
"I can't believe it," she finally managed to say.
"I could hardly believe it, either," Nikki said, "but I saw it with my own eyes. Why don't we walk down there and see if they're still at it?"
"You're on," Jodie said. "You're my best friend, Nikki, but unless I see this for myself, I still think you're kidding me."
They walked quietly down the alley till they reached the hedge behind the Dawson house. They both found gaps in the shrub and peered through. Jodie gasped, and just barely got her hand over her mouth before the gasp changed to a yelp of shock.
Shelly Dawson was lying stark-naked on her beach towel, face up, and her equally naked teenage son Ryan was sitting beside her on the grass, chatting with her. They acted like it was the most normal thing in the world for a mother to he around naked with her teenaged son.
"Can I have some new school clothes this year, Mom?" Ryan was asking. "I really could use some new jeans and maybe a couple of shirts."
"We'll talk to your father about it when he gets back, honey," Shelly answered, "but I'm pretty sure it'll be okay."
Her voice sounded a little sad, and Ryan looked concerned.
"You really miss him a lot when he's away, don't you, Mom?" the boy asked.
"Yes, dear, I do," Shelly said, "but thank goodness I have you. You've saved my life."
Ryan leaned down and kissed her on the mouth. There was another gasp from Jodie, but she smothered this one faster. The two curious housewives peered through the hedge and watched as Ryan and Shelly exchanged a long steamy kiss.
As he kissed his mother, Ryan slid his hands onto her naked tits and squeezed them possessively. Shelly ran her hands over his sleek naked body, including his nice trim ass. Once more, Nikki felt her blood heating and her pussy swelling. It had been so long since she'd caressed a man.
She wished she could be in Shelly's place right now, running her hands over a hot hard male body. Most of all she wanted to fist a nice big cock and feel it harden between her fingers and throb into full thickness. Ed's love-making was so rushed, he didn't even give her time to fool around with his cock, and of course, he never played with her pussy.
She almost moaned with longing as Shelly slipped her fingers around her son's cock and started pumping it.
Nikki and Jodie exchanged a quick look. Nikki nodded as if to say, see, I wasn't kidding you. This was no ordinary affection between mother and son. This was blatant incest, as Ryan fondled his mother's tits and she played with his cock.
At last they broke off the steamy kiss and came up for air, their faces flushed and their eyes hot with longing. "I'm so glad we decided to get it on, Mom," Ryan said. "I really love making out with you."
"I love making it with you, too, honey," Shelly said, her voice husky with excitement. "I'm glad you can take your dad's place when he's away."
Nikki glanced over at Jodie and almost snickered, her friend looked so mind-blown. Jodie's eyes were huge, her mouth hanging open in astonishment, and she was hardly even breathing, she was so absorbed in the incredible scene on the other side of the hedge. Then Nikki turned back to watch again.
"I wanta go down on you, Mom," Ryan said with a sexy grin.
"I want to go down on you, baby," Shelly said, "but luckily there's a way we can do both at the same time."
"There is?" Ryan cried eagerly. "How come you didn't teach it to me before?"
"I was saving it," Shelly laughed. "I didn't want to teach you everything at once. You might get bored."
"Mom, I'd never get bored with you," Ryan assured her.
I guess not, Nikki thought. A mother like Shelly could never be dull. Not many teenage boys had beautiful blonde mothers who asked them to take their father's place in bed. And it seemed that Shelly was giving her son a complete sex-education while she was at it.
"Lie on your back, honey," she instructed. "Here, use my towel. This is called sixty-nine." Ryan looked puzzled, but she added with a laugh, "You'll see why in just a second."
The handsome teen obeyed, lying on the beach towel on his back, and Shelly crouched over him in the opposite direction. Her greedy red-glossed lips were poised right over his stiff-standing cock, and her steaming pink pussy-slit was just inches from his mouth. Ryan grinned broadly as he caught on.
"Oh, hey, wild!" he exclaimed.
"I was saving it for your birthday," Shelly told him, "but I just couldn't wait."
There was a muffled choking noise from Jodie, but Nikki didn't even glance at her pal. She was totally absorbed in what Shelly was teaching Ryan. She and Ed used to do sixty-nine back in the first years of their marriage, and she'd adored it. But Ed never had time for it now.
Fisting her son's handsome blue-veined fuckrod, Shelly dipped her head down, stuck out her wet pink tongue, and started licking Ryan's prick. The boy groaned and shuddered lustily as her slippery hot tongue contacted the sensitive head of his cock. She swirled her tongue around and around the purple knob of flesh.
"Oh, yeah, Mom, lick my cock!" the boy groaned.
"Do something nice for me, too, honey," Shelly reminded him.
"Oh, yeah, right away," he cried.
He stuck out his tongue and started licking her pussy. Nikki gave a soft whimper of longing, and she heard the same noise from Jodie. The two friends had often discussed how horny they felt when their men were away and how much they craved some decent loving. Both of them ached to be in Shelly's place right now.
Nikki knew it would be heavenly to feel a man's slippery hot tongue playing all over her lust-engorged pussy-slit. She couldn't even remember the last time Ed had done that to her, but she knew it had been way too long. Now her pussy was swelling and heating and creaming again, her lust coming to the boil.
Obviously it hadn't helped her much to beat off. It had kept her sane for maybe an hour, but now she was as horny as ever. Of course, it might help if she quit spying on the neighbors, but she couldn't bear to quit watching now. Glancing over at Jodie, she saw that her pal was riveted by the scene, also.
Shelly coated the swollen head of her son's cock with her hot spit, making it gleam. Then she opened her mouth as wide as she could and slid her lips down around his rigid prick. She took almost the whole column of his fucker into her steaming mouth, pumping the rest in her eager fingers.
"Ohhh, shit, Mom, yessss!" Ryan groaned.
His eyes rolled crazily, and his handsome face twisted into a lusty grimace as his beautiful blonde mother started sucking his cock. He just lay there enjoying it for a few moments, then returned the favor. Making his tongue long and rigid, he crammed it into Shelly's cunt.
"Unnnhhhhh," she moaned, "mmmmmm."
"mmmmmmm!"
Ryan began tongue-fucking his mother while she sucked his cockmeat. Their heads were bobbing to the same lusty rhythm, and the two spying housewives could hear obscene sucking and slurping noises as mother and son went at each other. Jodie scooted closer to Nikki so she could whisper to her.
"This is outrageous," she said. "I can't believe this. Of all the nerve!"
"That's just how I felt," Nikki agreed, "and yet I couldn't stop watching."
"Me, neither," Jodie admitted with a blush. "I've never lied to you, Nikki, and I gotta tell you, this is turning me on like crazy."
"Me, too, Jodie," Nikki said.
Then their attention was drawn back to the other side of the hedge as Shelly began to give muffled but loud moans. Her slim body was convulsing, and it was obvious that her son's deep-plowing tongue had caused her to climax. Thick cream ran out around his tongue and down her legs.
"Uuuuummmmm, unnnngggghhhh!" she moaned.
She sucked like crazy on Ryan's cock as she climaxed, and in another second the boy threw back his head and groaned, "Mom, you're sucking me off, unnnhhhh, awwwww!"
Nikki and Jodie knew it was time to leave. With their lust satisfied, mother and son might become aware that somebody was spying on them. The two friends hurried off down the alley and didn't speak till they were in Nikki's back yard.
"Oh, my gosh," Jodie said breathlessly, "I got so turned on, I can't believe it. What's wrong with us, Nikki?"
"Nothing that some decent loving wouldn't cure, honey," Nikki said with a big sigh. "I've been thinking, Jodie, I can't go on this way. I just have to get laid."
"That's how I feel, too," Jodie said, "but what are we gonna do about it? We can't cheat on our husbands."
Or could they?
CHAPTER THREE
Nikki said goodbye to Jodie and went inside. Just as she came in the back door, her teenage son Kirk came bursting in the front door. He looked happy and sweaty.
"We had a great baseball game, Mom," he exclaimed. "We really whipped the other team."
"That's great, honey," Nikki said with a smile. "Now get your butt into the shower. You're not fit to be in the house."
Kirk laughed and headed for the bathroom. As usual, he forgot to close the door. Nikki gave an exasperated sigh and went down the hall to close it after him. But by the time she got there, he was half stripped.
Blushing, she started to close the door, before things got even more embarrassing. Kirk didn't see her, and he continued throwing his clothes in every direction. Nikki found herself staring at him, the door still open just a crack.
When he was down to his shorts, she realized that the boy had a hard-on. He rubbed the lump at his fly and got a kind of faraway look in his eyes. Then he peeled off his shorts, and his stiff teenage cock snapped free. Nikki blushed right down to her toes.
She hadn't seen Kirk naked since he was a little boy. He sure had grown. His body was man-shaped now, and his cock was definitely full-grown. She stared at it in helpless fascination. Kirk stared at it, too, still with that strange expression on his face, like he was having some kind of fantasy. Then he fisted his stiff prick and started pumping it.
Nikki blushed even harder. She knew she shouldn't be standing there watching her son jack off, but somehow she couldn't stop. Kirk leaned back against the wall and half closed his eyes as he worked his fist up and down his steel-hard fuckrod. Nikki wondered just what female he was thinking of.
He might be pretending that he was making out with one of the girls at school, with a TV star, a pretty teacher-or even his own mother! That was an awful thought, Nikki told herself, and she wondered why such a wicked idea had even come to her mind. Of course, spying on Shelly Dawson might have had something to do with it.
Kirk's fist pumped faster and faster as he worked to relieve his horniness. Nikki felt her pussy starting to heat and swell. She'd already gotten pretty horny from watching Shelly and Ryan fuck, and now her lust was reaching the boiling point. She knew she ought to get away from temptation, yet she couldn't move.
"Ohhhh, yeah!" Kirk breathed.
Nikki soaked her panties with an uncontrollable rush of sizzling cunt-juice. She wanted to play with herself so badly, and yet she realized there was something she wanted even more. She wanted a nice stiff cock probing her famished pussy. And there was a perfectly gorgeous cock just five feet away from her, belonging to her son.
Stop that! she scolded herself, are you some kind of sex fiend?
Kirk's fist was moving with lightning speed now. His eyes rolled crazily, then closed tightly as he brought himself to the brink of climax. Nikki was almost shaking with excitement, and she was creaming helplessly, a steady flood of molten liquid that soaked her panties and jeans.
A wicked thought came to her. Kirk's fantasies hard-on was being wasted. It would do so much more good reaming her cunt. She needed a cock so badly, and she was sure Kirk would rather be fucking a nice hot pussy than fucking his fist.
Again she scolded herself. It was outrageous for her to be having thoughts like that about her own teenage son. She ought to close the door quietly and go away, maybe take a brisk run around the block to distract her from her sick ideas. And yet she didn't move.
"Unnnhhhh, ahhhhh!" Kirk gasped.
He started jetting his come all over the bathroom, his fist working like crazy on his exploding cock. Nikki almost whimpered with frustration as she watched. She ached to feel a man's jizz flooding her starved pussy-hole.
Then Kirk sagged back against the wall and gave a big satisfied sigh. Nikki quickly and quietly closed the door before he looked in her direction. She marched out to the kitchen and busily began preparing dinner, shocked at her own behavior. What had possessed her to do such a thing?
Of course, she knew the answer. She was starved for sex. She really couldn't blame herself for feeling horny. But surely she wasn't desperate enough to want to have sex with her own kid? That was what really bothered her, the way she'd gotten so aroused when she watched Kirk jack off.
That evening was torture for Nikki. Every time she looked at her handsome, affectionate son, and every time he came up to her for a hug or a pat, she pictured him naked in the bathroom, pumping his cock, and she practically sizzled with horniness. She knew she was turned on to Kirk.
She'd have to do something about that. If only she had another male in the house, a man in her life, then maybe she wouldn't be having these crazy ideas about Kirk. However, her husband wasn't due home for another two weeks, and she still didn't feel right about cheating on him.
The next morning, Kirk went off to see his pals, and Nikki started doing some heavy housework to distract her mind from her unsatisfied pussy. It was a hot day, so she dressed in shorts and a skimpy halter. She felt practically naked, but she didn't expect to see anybody except maybe Jodie.
She hadn't been working long before the doorbell rang. Thinking it was her girlfriend, she didn't hesitate to answer it. But it wasn't Jodie. It was Jodie's teenage son, Brock. Nikki flung open the door, and Brock locked his eyes on her curvy, petite body. He gawked at the pout of her pussy-mound in her tight shorts and saw the hard points of her nipples under her flimsy halter.
"Yes, Brock, what can I do for you?" Nikki asked.
He cleared his throat and said, "Oh, hi, Nikki, I just wondered if Kirk was home."
"No, he went off to see some friends," Nikki said, "but as long as you're here, could you give me a minute and help me move a couch?"
"Oh, sure, I'd be glad to," Brock said.
Nikki would never know what made the wicked idea come into her mind. She didn't need help moving that couch. Little as she was, she'd moved it herself many times. What she needed was a male, any attractive male, and Brock was plenty cute enough. She needed him to take her mind off her own son.
In an instant she'd made up her mind to seduce him. True, he was her best friend's kid, but that was better than feeling an incestuous attraction to her own boy. If she could just get it on with Brock and satisfy that burning need in her pussy, then maybe she wouldn't get the hots for Kirk.
"Right over here," she told Brock.
He lifted one end of the couch, and she lifted the other. As they moved it across the room, she was planning her strategy. She'd made up her mind to seduce the boy, but she hadn't decided just how she was going to do it. By the time they got the couch in place, however, she'd made up her mind.
Carefully, while Brock wasn't looking, she untied her halter. As they both set down the couch and straightened up, her halter fell off.
"Oh, my gosh!" Nikki squealed.
She pretended to be stunned. The halter fell to the floor, and she stood there staring at it. Brock stood there gawking at her naked tits.
They were nice ones, she knew, about the size of grapefruits, perfectly firm, with flawless creamy skin. She let the boy have a good long look.
"Oh, dear, how embarrassing!" she moaned.
"Don't feel embarrassed, Nikki," Brock said, his voice husky with excitement. "Gee, you've got beautiful tits."
"Do you think so, honey?" Nikki purred, moving toward him. She came closer, till they were practically touching each other.
Brock was panting. He was getting flushed in the face, and his eyes were getting kind of glassy with lust. Nikki let him look some more, and then she gently took his hands and set them on her luscious naked tits. He gave a horny shiver.
"Is this what you wanted to do, honey?" she asked.
"Yes," he croaked. "You don't mind?"
"It's just a little harmless touching, isn't it?" Nikki" responded.
Harmless, hell! Just having a man's hands on her tits again was enough to make the love-starved housewife wild with lust. She was shivering just like Brock as she released his hands and left them on her throbbing tits. Brock moaned and started playing around, squeezing and molding and caressing. Nikki creamed like mad, soaking her panties and shorts.
Okay, Nikki, she thought, just what in hell are you doing?
She realized how insane her plan was. This was Brock, the son of her best friend, a boy no older than her own son. She couldn't fuck him. That would cause all kinds of problems. But couldn't they just fool around a little? Would that really be so awful?
Brock used his thumbs to coax her swelling red nipples into firm little buttons. Engorged like that, they were even more sensitive than usual. Nikki shivered and moaned softly as he played with them. She glanced down at the fly of his jeans and wasn't at all surprised to see a big hard lump there.
It would be so easy just to lead the kid into her bedroom and fuck his brains out. Obviously he was ready and willing. She needed to be fucked so badly, it was driving her crazy. But she really couldn't bring herself to seduce her best friend's son. She wasn't quite that desperate yet.
No, she wouldn't go all the way with him. She'd just have a little fun with him.
"Let's sit on the couch and be more comfortable, Brock," she invited.
Of course, at this point Brock would have jumped through hoops if she'd asked him to. His brain had taken a vacation, and his cock was in charge. He sat down on the couch, staring hungrily at her stiff-nippled tits, and Nikki unzipped her shorts and drew them off, leaving herself in just a tiny pair of bikini panties with a leopard skin pattern. She thought Brock's eyes were going to pop out of his head.
"Would you like to take my panties off, Brock?" she cooed.
He said something in reply, but it was a strangled croak. He grabbed for her panties and started tugging them down. Nikki raised her cute little ass to help. Brock slipped her panties off and dropped them on the floor, then stared at her totally naked body.
That didn't bother Nikki, even though she was old enough to be his mother. She knew she looked good. She'd kept her curvy little body slim and sleek, and she looked much younger than her real age. So she let Brock have a good long look. His feverish eyes traveled from her cunt-bush to her tits and back again.
"Gosh, Nikki, you're beautiful!" he said hoarsely.
"Thank you, Brock," she said. "Would you like to do something nice for me?"
"Anything," he said adoringly.
"I'd like you to get me off, Brock," she said. "I'm so horny, with my husband away all the time. It wouldn't be right for us to fuck, but maybe you could do something else for me."
"Just show me what you want," he said. "I'd do anything for you, Nikki."
Nikki spread her legs, showing him the moist pink flesh of her pussy. Brock's eyes got huge. She slid a finger down to rim the small opening of her cunt, and she shivered with pleasure. Her own touch felt great down there. Brock's touch would be even more exciting.
"Stick your finger in there, honey," she said, her voice hoarse with longing. "That'd feel so good to me."
Brock couldn't speak. He didn't even try. Instead he reached for her pussy, and she moved her own hand away. He inserted the tip of his middle finger into her juicy steaming cunt lips and she gave a little whimper. He started gliding his finger up her hot, famished cunt.
"Ohhhhh, God, yesss!" she moaned.
Brock was breathing harshly as he slid his finger deep into her velvety wet pussy-hole. Nikki drenched his finger with helpless hot spurts of fuck-cream. He pushed the stiff, thick finger into her as far as he could, right to the last knuckle, and Nikki slumped back against the couch, panting.
"Move it in me, honey," she groaned, "fuck me with it."
Brock gave a lusty snort and started sawing his stiff finger up and down in her juice-slick but clinging cunt. It felt like a rock-hard miniature cock. Nikki was whimpering with pleasure and creaming non-stop as he reamed her pussy. She'd been aching for that sensation for weeks now.
"Yes, baby, yesssss," she hissed.
She dizzily watched the lump at his fly getting bigger and bigger. She forced herself not to think about how great it would feel to have his steel-hard teenage cock pounding in her cunt. He was her best friend's son, and his finger would just have to do.
"Is this how you want it, Nikki?" he asked hoarsely. "Does it feel good?"
"Oh, yes, baby, it feels great," Nikki moaned. "Just keep doing that, and I'll come real fast."
She wasn't kidding. It took less than a minute of the boy's swift finger-fucking before the horny housewife was quivering on the verge of a massive orgasm. She didn't know why, but it was so much more exciting to have a man masturbate her than it was to do it herself.
She prolonged the pleasure, holding off her climax as long as she could. She never wanted the wonderful sensations to end. But at last she couldn't contain her mounting excitement a second longer. She felt a powerful explosion in the smoking depths of her cunt, and then her whole body was convulsing.
"Oooooo, Brock, you're doing it to me, I'm coming!" she wailed. "Ohhhhhh, God, ohhhhh!"
Her cunt went into violent spasms around the boy's jerking finger, and Brock looked like he was going to come in his jeans. He steadily finger-fucked her through the delicious orgasm, and Nikki moaned and squealed and sobbed with relief. It was the best climax she'd had in a long, long time.
Of course, she intended to reward him. The moment she stopped coming, she slid off the couch and wriggled between his legs. She grabbed his zipper and got his pants open and tugged them down. To her delight, he wasn't wearing shorts. His magnificent teenage cock sprang free, stiff as a board and drooling.
Nikki drooled, too, as she brought her hot juicy mouth down around his stiff-standing cock. Brock groaned with delight as she sheathed his prick in her steamy mouth. Her head bobbed up and down with lightning speed. She sucked ravenously on the boy's throbbing fucker.
"Oh, yeah, Nikki, yeah!" he cried.
He slumped back against the couch, his face red with pleasure and excitement. Dizzily he watched her dark hair flying as she expertly sucked him off. Ed hadn't made use of her cock-sucking talents for a long time, but she hadn't forgotten how to give a super blow-job.
It wasn't going to take long to get Brock off, he was so horny already. His cock was drooling heavily leaking tasty male fuck-juice onto her tongue. That made her suck him even faster, and he groaned and spun out of control.
"Shit, yeah, suck!" he cried.
He started fucking her mouth, hammering his cock over her slippery tongue and right into her throat. Nikki was so starved for cock, she didn't even choke. She just let him cram his wildly pulsating fuckrod all the way in.
"Awwww, fuck, aaagghhhhh!" he bellowed.
Nikki gurgled with excitement as he filled her mouth and throat with his thick hot cock-cream. She gulped down every drop of the delicious juice. Brock fucked hard at her mouth, draining his prick, then slumped back with a blissful sigh.
"Oh, wow, Nikki, that was fantastic!" he said.
Nikki blushed and got to her feet and started hunting up her clothes. Now that her lust was temporarily satisfied, she realized what an outrageous thing she'd just done.
"Brock, honey," she said sheepishly, "I really shouldn't have put the make on you. I guess I was just so lonely and horny, I couldn't control myself. But, please, can we just pretend this never happened?"
"That won't be easy, Nikki," Brock said sadly, "but if that's what you want, I'll try."
CHAPTER FOUR
While Brock and Nikki were having their little adventure, Jodie was home alone trying to distract herself from her nagging horniness. She was horny most of the time these days, ever since her husband Paul had taken a job that sent him on the road a lot. But since yesterday, her lust had run out of control.
She almost wished Nikki hadn't told her about Shelly Dawson. She'd gotten so incredibly turned on watching Shelly fuck her son Ryan, she couldn't believe it. How could such a scandalous thing make her horny?
Well, it had. Jodie had always considered herself a decent woman, but that wicked incestuous scene had made her wild with desire. Then this morning something had happened to make her even more lusty. She blushed as she recalled the terribly embarrassing incident.
She'd overslept a little and felt a little foggy-headed when she got up, so without thinking she just barged into the bathroom, intending to take a shower. She didn't realize that Brock was already in the shower. She'd actually stripped off her nightgown before she was aware of the water running.
She grabbed for her nightie, but she didn't have time to put it on again before Brock turned off the shower and stepped out of the stall. Mother and son stared at each other, stark-naked. Jodie hadn't seen Brock without his clothes since he was small, and he'd never seen her naked before.
They both froze, staring. Jodie ogled her son's sleek-muscled body. He was as tall as she was now, and Jodie was a big woman. His body was shaped like an adult's, not a little boy's. He had a gorgeous build. And of course his cock was just about man-sized too.
While Jodie was taking him in, Brock was ogling her tall statuesque body. He stared at her curvy hips, her small firm waist, and melon-sized tits. He saw that her little cunt-bush was the same copper color as her hair. He saw what a beautiful, sexy woman his mother was without her clothes.
And before her shocked eyes, Jodie watched her son's cock rise and swell.
"Oh, no!" she gasped, grabbing her nightie and racing from the bathroom.
She closed herself in her bedroom and felt her treacherous pussy burning with lust. Her pussy had no conscience. She'd seen a cock rising, a gorgeous hard cock, and that was all it had taken to make her ache for sex. It horrified her to know that she'd gotten turned on to her own son.
She felt too embarrassed to face him at breakfast, so she just got dressed and sat in her room, wondering what to do. Pretty soon Brock came and tapped on her door.
"Mom," he called out, "we better talk."
Jodie went to the door, blushing furiously. She opened the door just a crack and said, "Brock, I just don't know what to say, I feel so embarrassed."
"Hey, Mom," he laughed, "it's the twentieth century. You don't have to feel embarrassed about something like that. It was just an accident. Let's forget it."
"Okay, honey," Jodie said sheepishly.
"Now that that's settled, how about some breakfast?" He grinned.
Things went more smoothly after that, and after they ate, Brock left to find some friends to hang out with. Jodie was relieved to be alone. It was mortifying to admit it to herself, but she'd actually had sexy thoughts about her own son. For one crazy moment there, she'd wanted his cock in her cunt.
She had to get her mind off that, off the tantalizing encounter in the bathroom. She had to get her mind off the mounting lust that had been plaguing her for weeks. A hard round of house-cleaning might help. She put on some old jeans and a t-shirt and got to work.
Maybe an hour passed, and then somebody rang the doorbell. Jodie didn't like to meet anyone looking so grubby, but she figured it was only Nikki dropping over for coffee and a chat. She could be herself in front of her best friend. She hurried to the door and flung it open.
"Oh, Kirk!" she gasped.
"Gee, Jodie," he laughed, "you don't have to act like I'm Jack the Ripper."
Jodie started blushing furiously. She never wore a bra when she did housework because it was uncomfortable. Now her big thrusting tits were sticking out under that tight t-shirt, her large nipples half erect. She prayed that Kirk wouldn't notice, but he did.
He did a double-take when he realized she wasn't wearing a bra. His eyes locked hungrily on her magnificent bit tits. And Jodie could have died of embarrassment. But at the same time a strange thing was happening. She was noticing what a cute kid Kirk was and how much he'd matured in the last year or so.
Kirk was her best friend's son, and Jodie had always treated him like her son. He had always been a little boy to her, at least up to now. Now she was startled to see that he'd grown into a young man, just as she'd been so startled by Brock's development that morning in the bathroom.
Her own son was off limits as a lover, of course. But Kirk was no relation to her. If he was like most teenaged boys, he was horny all the time. He might be the solution to her problems. She needed an attractive and willing male to relieve her lust, and here was one standing right in front of her.
No question about it, Kirk was interested. He was practically licking his lips as he took in her tall beautiful body. He was no doubt mentally undressing her. Jodie felt her pussy getting hot and eager. She started creaming. She couldn't think straight. Stepping back into the house, she beckoned Kirk to come inside.
"What was it you wanted, Kirk?" she asked.
He was still gawking at her tits, which jiggled enticingly under her t-shirt as she moved. But he finally managed to tear his eyes away and speak.
"Aw, I just wondered if Brock was home," he said. "I can't find anybody to hang out with today."
"You could hang out with me," Jodie heard herself saying.
What in the world was she thinking of? Kirk was just a kid, the same age as her own son. Yet here she was coming on to him, and she couldn't seem to stop herself. His eyes lit up when she suggested they spend some time together, and once more he ogled her big thrusting tits and stiff nipples.
"Hey, I'd like that, Jodie," he said. "Anything I can help you with? You look like you're in the middle of rearranging the whole house."
"Yes," Jodie sighed, "I started moving the furniture, but I think I like it better the old way. You could help me move it back."
"Sure," Kirk said, "glad to."
And no wonder. As they moved the furniture, her big tits kept bouncing and jiggling, and the horny kid feasted his eyes on them. Jodie told herself that a decent woman would go to her room and put on a bra. But she didn't. She just let Kirk keep looking, and the more he looked, the more aroused she felt.
It had been such a long time since her husband Paul had shown any interest in her. They hardly ever made love any more, he was away so much, and even when he was home he was usually wrapped up in his work or too tired to fuck. Jodie craved some male attention.
Now she was getting it. Kirk kept finding excuses to get close to her, and then he'd "accidentally" brush up against her. He especially liked to "accidentally" rub his arm against her tits. Jodie was almost moaning with horniness by the time they got the last piece of furniture back in place.
"Let's sit down and take a break," Kirk said.
Before Jodie could reply, he grabbed her hand and led her over to the couch. He pulled her down beside him, so close that their legs touched, and he stared very frankly at her tits. Jodie was almost trembling with lust, but she didn't want him to know that. She felt ashamed of enticing a boy so young.
"Jodie, I hope you won't get mad if I say this," Kirk told her, "but you've got fantastic tits."
"Kirk Nelson, you little devil!" Jodie exclaimed in shock. "How dare you say such a thing!"
"Jodie," Kirk said with a leer, "I'm not little any more. And you've been practically sticking your tits in my face for the last half-hour."
Jodie blushed hotly. What he said was true. She'd been deliberately turning him on. "Kirk, I'm sorry," she said lamely.
"I'm not," he said, reaching for her t-shirt.
While Jodie gawked at him in shock, he rolled up her t-shirt and exposed her naked tits. His eyes widened with delight as he studied her firm tits, which were the size of small watermelons and capped with large pink nipples.
"Oh, yeah, fantastic!" he breathed.
He grasped her tits. They were more than a handful for him. He started molding and caressing the silky-skinned tit-melons, and Jodie shivered with excitement. Her husband hadn't played with her tits in such a long time. She was starved for it.
She sank back and let Kirk fool with her tits. She just couldn't resist his touch. She dizzily told herself that it was better to work out her lust with the neighbor kid than to get the hots for her own son. She rationalized that Kirk was saving her from Brock.
It was a pretty lame excuse for getting it on with a boy so young, but Jodie was ready to grasp at any excuse for some action. She slumped there, gurgling with lust as Kirk worked his thumbs over her big sensitive nipples and stimulated them into long rigid nubs. She was creaming uncontrollably.
He dipped his head down, stuck out his tongue, and started licking her tender, engorged nipples. Jodie almost flew off the couch. Her tits throbbed and swelled under her caressing hands, and her nipples tingled against his sensuously lapping tongue. She knew she ought to make him stop, but she just couldn't bear to do it. She needed this so badly.
Kirk slid his mouth down around her left nipple and started sucking on it. Jodie gave a little sob of pleasure and soaked her jeans with hot cream. Kirk sucked one nipple, then the other, leaving them glistening with his hot spit. Then he released her tits and started unzipping his pants.
"Kirk," she gasped, "what in heaven's name are you doing?"
"Don't get excited, Jodie," he leered. "I just wanta show you something."
He eased out his cock. It was stiff as a board and bulging with blue veins. It was almost adult-size, just like her son's prick. Jodie stared at it helplessly and imagined it sliding into her fever-hot and famished cunt. Once again, she creamed furiously, soaking her jeans and panties.
"Look what you did to me, Jodie," Kirk said, leering.
"I-I didn't mean to, Kirk," she stammered.
"But you did, and now I have a hard-on," he said. "It's only fair for you to do something about it. You caused it."
"Do something about it?" she gasped.
"Yeah, we could both do nice things for each other," he said. "I could go down on you. I bet you'd like that. And you could go down on me. And that'd just be for openers. We could have a whole lot of fun together, Jodie."
"Kirk," Jodie said dazedly, "where did you learn all that stuff? You're just a teenager."
"Never mind," he chuckled.
He reached out and unzipped her pants. Jodie was stunned, she wasn't fast enough to stop him. He grasped her jeans and panties and tugged them down, discarding them. He ogled the pretty copper-colored fur of her neat little cunt-bush. Jodie felt embarrassed and lusty at the same time.
"Come here, Jodie," Kirk said, his voice getting husky with excitement.
He drew her down on the couch, on her back. Then he crouched on top of her, facing in the other direction. Jodie watched his magnificent stiff cock descending toward her lips. She felt his hot breath on her naked pussy. She struggled to regain her self-control, but it wasn't easy.
Of all the things she and Paul had ever done in bed, she loved sixty-nine the most. They used to do it a lot, but in recent years, since he got his traveling job, they never had time for foreplay. A couple of times a month he'd fuck her very fast, and that was it.
Now she sobbed as Kirk's hot slippery tongue contacted the swollen and steaming flesh of her pussy. That was something she simply couldn't resist. Frantically, she told herself that it was okay, it was just innocent fun. If she didn't go all the way with him, things would be all right.
"Ohhhhh, God, yesss!" she sobbed.
Kirk was lashing his slick tongue all over her starved pussy, giving her fantastic sensations. She started creaming and couldn't stop. He licked up her tangy cunt-juice and gobbled it. Just the way her husband used to do back in the exciting early days of their marriage.
Dizzily she wondered where a teenaged boy had learned to make such sophisticated love, but she couldn't concentrate on that thought for long. Kirk's tongue was driving her wild. She arched her body up and practically shoved her eager pussy in his face. She eyed his swollen drooling cock, just inches from her lips.
She was absolutely starved for cock. She drooled at the sight of the boy's oozing piss-hole. Without thinking, she shot out her tongue and began lapping up his hot salty cream and gobbling it. Kirk gave a happy yelp and a lust shudder.
"Oh, yeah, Jodie, lick my cock!" he cried.
While Jodie lashed her greedy little tongue all over his dripping cockhead, he whipped her famished pussy with his tongue. They went at each other hungrily and noisily, shamelessly gobbling each other's fuck-cream. It had been so long since Jodie had made such wild and uninhibited love. She couldn't bear to stop.
"Yessss, baby," she hissed, "lick my pussy, lick it all over!"
"I figured you'd like this," Kirk chuckled. "Let's get each other off this way."
He showed just how he intended to get her off. He suddenly thrust his stiff tongue right up her cunt. Jodie sobbed with pleasure and creamed all over his face. She wanted him to make her come with his tongue, and she wasn't going to stop him. So it was only fair that she get him off, too.
"Ohhhh, shit, yeah," he gasped, "suck my cock, Jodie!"
Jodie was sliding her hot mouth down around his cock. He crammed his tongue back into her steaming pussy-hole and started fucking her with it. In her wild excitement she managed to suck his whole throbbing hard-on into her mouth. She sucked at it like she was starved for it.
And she was. She adored going down on Paul, but he never had time for that anymore. Now she was making up for lost time as she suctioned the delicious hot cream out of the neighbor kid's pulsating prick. Kirk was hammering his tongue in her fiery-hot fuck-hole, bringing her swiftly and helplessly to the brink of orgasm. "Ummmm, unnnn!" Jodie moaned. He started frantically fucking at her mouth, and she knew it was just a matter of seconds before he boiled his load down her throat. She knew she was going to come with him, too. She couldn't hold it back a moment longer. Suddenly the delicious explosion rocked her body, and she soaked Kirk's face with her flowing come-juice. "Unnnhhhh, unnggghhh!" she moaned. Then she felt his jism stinging the back of her throat, and she started gobbling the heavy load as it flooded her mouth. Moaning and writhing, they fed each other their come. Jodie was coming like crazy. This young kid was making her come a hundred times harder than her husband did.
She didn't come back to her senses till she'd gobbled the last of Kirk's jizz and he'd sucked up the last drops of her hot tangy cream. Then she quickly wriggled out from under him, got to her feet and stood there blushing as she pulled on her clothes.
"Kirk, I don't know what came over me," she said shakily. "That was a terrible thing for me to do."
Kirk didn't seem upset. He just grinned and said, "I can understand that you're feeling a little flustered, Jodie, but I bet when you think it over, you'll wanta get it on with me again. I'll be back soon to find out."
CHAPTER FIVE
Nikki brooded for the rest of the day about her behavior with Brock. Her unsatisfied lust had actually driven her to make out with a boy young enough to be her own son, and she felt ashamed of herself. But she knew perfectly well that soon her lust would be back again in full force, and then what was she going to do?
Her prediction came true. When she woke up the next morning, her pussy was hot and steamy, and she remembered that she'd been having tantalizing sex-dreams all night. She felt overpoweringly horny.
"Oh, no, not again!" she moaned.
It was days like this when she felt like running out in the street and flagging down the first attractive man who drove along, dragging him to her bedroom. She would have fucked a complete stranger. She'd have done just about anything to relieve the hot nagging ache in her pussy.
She made breakfast for herself and Kirk, and then he was off as usual to meet with his friends. She didn't see much of her son during summer vacation, he was so busy having fun. She wished she could say the same thing about herself.
Feeling bored and restless, she washed the breakfast dishes and went out to work in the garden. But she hadn't been pulling weeds for long when a shadow fell across her, and she looked up to see Brock. A tremor of lust went through her body. She just couldn't seem to control herself around this kid.
"Good morning, Brock," she said coolly. "What do you want?"
"Oh, cut the crap, Nikki," he said impatiently. "You know what I want. I know you told me to pretend it never happened, but I can't do that. I'm really turned on to you. Please, can't we get it on one more time?"
As he was speaking, Nikki could feel hot sticky cream leaking from her cunt and soaking her panties. She wanted Brock so badly, she could have screamed. She wanted to feel his stiff teenage cock cramming her famished pussy. It took all her will power to turn him down.
"Brock, I meant what I said," she told him. "It's crazy for us to do things like that. I'm old enough to be your mother."
"I don't care if it's crazy," Brock responded. "I want you, Nikki."
Then he was kneeling on the grass beside her and pulling her into his arms. He kissed her and crammed his tongue into her mouth. Nikki was astonished that so young a boy knew how to kiss in that very grownup way. He took her off guard, and she felt herself shaking with need for him.
Control yourself, Nikki, she thought desperately.
But she couldn't control herself. Brock rolled her down onto the grass and climbed half on top of her, and she wanted to open her legs for him. She started running her hands over his hard young body as he explored her mouth with his tongue.
Then she felt his cock against her thigh, swelling and hardening, and that did it for the frantically lusty housewife. She had to have his cock. It had been weeks since she'd fucked, years since she'd had a decent fuck, and she just couldn't wait any longer.
She inched her hand downwards till she was caressing Brock's mushrooming prick through his clothes. She felt him give a lusty shudder and a muffled moan as her fingers stroking his cock. He raised his head and looked at her, his eyes hot with longing.
"Can we make out, please, Nikki?" he asked hoarsely. "I need it real bad."
"So do I, honey," she sighed. "Just promise me you won't ever tell anybody. We could get into so much trouble."
"I promise," Brock said earnestly.
"Then we better go in the house, where nobody can see us," Nikki said.
As she led the way into her house, she was shaking with excitement. For the first time in her life she was going to fuck somebody besides Ed. She'd been a virgin when they married, and till now she'd never even flirted with another man. But for years she'd secretly wondered what it would be like to fuck somebody besides her husband. Now she was going to find out.
She led Brock to the bedroom and the king-size bed she had been occupying all by herself for so many lonely, horny nights. Then she turned, face him, and started taking off her clothes. His eyes got wide and excited as he watched her strip off her shirt and shorts and bra and panties.
"Aren't you going to undress, too, Brock?" Nikki asked with a smile.
"Oh, yeah, sure," he said. "I was so busy watching you, I forgot."
Naked, Nikki strolled to the bed and stretched out on it to watch him undress. She was acting a whole lot calmer than she felt. She ogled the boy's lean hard body, and when his stiff cock came into view, she almost whimpered with her need for it. Brock walked over to the bed, his engorged prick wagging stiffly.
He looked eager yet puzzled as he moved over beside Nikki and pulled her into his embrace.
"You wouldn't go all the way yesterday," he reminded her. "Did you change your mind?"
"Well, doesn't it seem a little silly to do everything but fuck?" Nikki asked.
"It always did to me," Brock laughed.
Nikki reached down and wrapped her fingers around his fully engorged cock. She loved playing with a stiff cock, and she ran her fingers greedily up and down his thick taut column of prickmeat. Brock shivered lustily. But he didn't tolerate her teasing play for very long. Now that she'd consented to all the way with him, he couldn't wait to get started.
"Please, Nikki!" he moaned, rolling on top of her.
"Yes, baby," she cried hoarsely, "do it to me!"
As Brock mounted her, she bent her legs and opened them wide. He sank down between her hot thighs, and then she whimpered as she felt the swollen hard head of his cock stretching the mouth of her cunt. He wedged it into her about an inch, and she soaked it with a huge helpless rush of molten cream.
"Yes, Brock, honey, stick that big cock in me!" she moaned.
Brock moaned, too, and started pushing his steel-hard prick into her. Nikki sobbed with delight at every inch of penetration. This was the sensation she'd been needing so badly, a sensation she couldn't replace with her own fingers. Brock's prick crammed her cunt full and butted up against her womb.
"Oh, thank God!" she sighed.
She kept her body arched, taking his cock as deep as she could possibly get it, wanting every exciting inch of it. Brock lay there savoring his victory, feeling his throbbing prick lodged to the hilt in the juicy hot cunt of this cute older woman. Now it was Nikki's turn to be impatient.
"Come on, honey, fuck me!" she whimpered, clawing at his shoulders. "Move that big thing in me."
Brock responded instantly. Shoving his hands under her writhing little ass, he began sawing his hard prick sensuously up and down in her juice-slick pussy. He started out slowly, then gradually speeded up. Nikki loved it that way. He was just taking his time, enjoying hell out of it, the way her husband never did any more.
"Is it good, Nikki?" the boy said hoarsely. "Am I doing it the way you want it?"
"Yes, honey, it's wonderful," she panted, "I want you to fuck me forever."
Encouraged, Brock got a little more adventurous, drawing his prick almost all the way out of her smoking cunt, then plowing it in again, doing it hard, not stopping till he butted un against her womb. Nikki needed that hard fucking. She had so much lust to satisfy, so many frustrating lonely nights to make up for.
"Yes, Brock, fuck hard," she panted, "I love it that way."
Now Brock knew he had permission to do whatever he wanted, and he shifted into high gear, fucking the moaning housewife fast and hard. Nikki sobbed with delight and clung to him, digging her nails into his back. He felt her soaking his pile-driving prick with blast after blast of molten pussy cream. Each time his cock hit bottom, she moaned.
"God, yes," she whimpered, "do it hard, fuck my brains out!"
Nikki hardly recognized her own hoarse voice and the dirty words she was moaning. It had been so long since she'd really gotten carried away in bed. Those quickies of Ed's hardly got her warmed up. But Brock was in no hurry. He felt just the way she did. He just wanted to fuck and fuck.
Very gradually, he speeded up his pace, and after a while the bed was rocking gently and creaking. Nikki's petite body quivered with the impact of his humping body. But she wasn't complaining. She was enjoying hell out of his rough teenage love-making. She needed the thorough hard fucking the boy was giving her.
She kept her legs wide-open, letting him plow his stiff cock to her molten depths. She wanted to be reamed out, totally crammed, by that magnificent young cock of his. The heavy creaming continued, and pearly pussy-juice flowed out around his prick with each hard thrust.
"Fuck it to me! Fuck it to meeee!" Nikki sobbed.
She wanted the great feelings to go on and on, but she felt herself rocketing towards orgasm. No doubt Brock was about to get off also. Nikki did her best to hold off her climax, to prolong the fun, but she knew that wasn't going to work for very long. Of its own accord her cunt started tightening around Brock's plowing cock, creating more delicious friction, rushing her towards climax.
"Oh, shit, it's so damned good!" she moaned.
"It sure the fuck is," Brock agreed hoarsely.
His loud ragged breathing told her that he was just about to shoot his load. He fucked her with all the speed and force at his command, unable to control himself. Nikki clung to him and wailed with pleasure as his jackhammering cock brought her right to the brink of orgasm.
"Oooooh, baby, fuck hard, ooooooh," she squealed.
She closed Her eyes and forgot everything else but the fantastic sensations radiating from her cunt as Brock hammered her into ecstasy. The violent orgasm began in the fiery depths of her pussy and exploded outward to shake her whole body. As it hit her, she felt her cunt being flooded with the boy's come.
"Ohhhhh, God, I'm coming, whahhhhh!" she howled.
"Take my load, Nikki, awwwwww!" Brock yelled.
They clung to each other and rocked and writhed as the hot orgasmic spasms ripped through their bodies. Brock pumped her cunt full of his boiling jizz, and it seemed to make her climax more intense. She came for a long time, sobbing with relief. She hadn't had a climax like that in years, not since she and Ed were newly weds and still fucking like bunnies.
"Oh, shit, that was good!" she sighed at last.
Brock collapsed on top of her and groaned, "You can say that again. That was the best fuck I ever had."
"Oh?" Nikki said with amusement. "You've had lots of them, then?"
Brock reddened and said, "Uh, no, not many."
"It's none of my business, anyway," Nikki assured him. "Just teasing."
She was going to slide out from under him, because he was pretty heavy on her petite body, but he held her firmly in place. When she felt his tireless teenage cock swelling again, she got the idea. Excitement made her shiver. Brock wasn't through fucking her yet. That was great, because she was up for more herself.
"Mmmmmmm," she murmured, "I hope I feel what I think I feel."
"You do," Brock leered.
She started helping out. She put her cuntal muscles to work, squeezing and releasing his prick in a sexy rhythm. That really did the job. Brock snorted with excitement, and his prick swelled to its full proportions in her cunt. She soaked it with hot rushes of cream.
"Want to do it another way this time?" she grinned.
"Sure," Brock said.
He rolled off her, and Nikki rolled into a crouch. On her hands and knees, she waited for him, pearly pussy-cream running steadily from her cunt. Brock knelt behind her, grasped her slim hips, and plugged the swollen head of his cock into her juicy cuntal opening. As she took it, Nikki whimpered with excitement.
"Oh, yeah, honey, stick it in me, fuck me," she urged hoarsely.
Of course, Brock didn't really need to be coaxed. With a lusty groan he glided his throbbing fuck tool all the way to her womb. Nikki clawed the bedspread and sobbed with ecstasy. She was more than ready for a second fuck. She could have fucked a dozen times and not gotten tired.
"Yesssss," she hissed, "give me every inch of that big thing!"
"You got it," Brock panted. "Oh, shit, this feels great!"
He started fucking her vigorously, still too aroused to be slow or gentle. But Nikki wanted it that way. She wanted to be fucked hard and thoroughly. That was something Ed hadn't done for her in a long time. She went on whimpering and clawing the bed as Brock hammered his iron-hard cock in her aching pussy.
"Ohhhhh, yes, baby, I love it," she gurgled.
Then she caught sight of herself in the big mirror of the dresser across the room. At first she didn't even recognize herself. She saw a hot-eyed slut, her dark hair flying, her features twisted into a lusty grimace. Her ripe tits were wobbling like crazy as a grinning teenage boy fucked her from behind. She gasped as she realized she was watching herself get fucked.
She'd never done that before, and it was wickedly arousing. She could see Brock's long stiff prick hammering in and out of her cunt, forcing out the thick pearly cream which gushed down her thighs. Her lust reached fever pitch as she enjoyed the perverse adventure of watching herself in the mirror.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to meee!" she hissed at her own reflection.
Brock's grin was changing to a lusty snarl as he spun out of control and started fucking her with lightning speed. Nikki had to grasp fistfuls of bedspread to keep from being knocked over. Her tits wobbled like jelly, and Brock's stomach slapped loudly against her ass.
"That's it, baby, fuck the living shit out of me!" she wailed.
She tried watching herself as the powerful orgasm shook her body, but it didn't work. Her eyes closed automatically, in bliss. She wasn't aware of anything but the great sensations rocking her body for the second time in half an hour.
"Ooooh, baby, yesss, ooooh!" she wailed.
"Awwww, fuck, shit, aaaagggghhhh!" Brock roared as he sizzled his load into her.
Brock pumped her full of his boiling teenage jizz. It overflowed her cunt and flooded down her thighs. As she came down from her climax, she opened her eyes again and saw herself in the mirror, her face rosy with satisfaction. She watched the neighbor kid flop onto the bed with a happy sigh.
Well, Ed, she thought, that'll teach you to stay away so much.
Only it really wouldn't, because Ed was never going to find out about Brock. Nikki was going to make very sure of that. She loved her husband and didn't want to destroy her marriage, so she'd be sure to keep her little affair a secret. She just wanted a little fun now and then. Was there anything so wrong about that?
CHAPTER SIX
After telling his mother that he was going to go hang out with the guys, Kirk hurried over to Jodie's house. He went through the alley so nobody would see him. Passing quietly through the back yard, he knocked on the door. Through the glass panel he could see Jodie sitting at the kitchen table, having coffee. She jumped and gasped when he knocked.
She came to answer the door. Kirk saw that she was still wearing her nightgown, a long low-cut garment he could practically see through. It really showed off her big ripe tits and deep cleavage. The excited teenager felt his cock start to stiffen. Jodie opened the door and frowned at him.
"Is Brock around?" he asked right away.
Jodie looked relieved and said, "No, Kirk, I'm sorry, but if you go over to the mall I bet you'll find him."
"I don't wanta find him," Kirk said, slipping past her into the house, "and I'm glad he's not here."
"Now just a minute, Kirk," Jodie said angrily. "I told you yesterday, I'm not going to get it on with you, and I meant it. I want you to leave."
But Kirk was already in her house, and he wasn't budging. Grinning maddeningly, he stood there with his hands on his hips and lazily looked her over. Jodie blushed hotly as she remembered that he could see through her nightgown and that she wasn't wearing anything underneath it. And to her further mortification, she noticed that the fly of his jeans was half tented. She felt a sudden surge of excitement, and she knew she had to get temptation out of her house right away. so
"Kirk, you get your ass out of here," she said sternly, "or I'll call your mother."
"Oh, yeah?" he answered. "What are you gonna tell her? That we went down on each other yesterday, but you don't wanta go any farther than that?"
Jodie's blush deepened. Kirk had her there. She couldn't complain to Nikki, because the boy would tell Nikki what they'd done yesterday. She couldn't bear to lose her friend or admit she'd gotten it on with her son.
"I want you to leave anyway," she said. "I'm not interested in making out with you, Kirk."
"Oh, I bet you are," he said, starting towards her.
Jodie gave a squeal of alarm and started backing away from him. Unfortunately he was able to back her into a corner and she couldn't get past him. He leaned his arms against the walls and trapped her there, looking down the low-cut front of her nightie. He could see her nipples stiffening, and she hoped he didn't know what that meant.
"Come on, Jodie," he said, "don't bullshit me. I know you liked what we did yesterday. I know you're horny with Paul gone so much. I'm horny, too, so why don't we help each other out?"
It really made a lot of sense. Kirk could be the answer to her problem. If only he wasn't so much younger than she was, and if only he wasn't her best friend's son! And then of course, she didn't believe in cheating on her husband.
"Kirk," she sighed, "for all I know, you may be right, but I just can't do it. I couldn't live with myself if I did a thing like that."
He stared at her. "Hey, Jodie," he said gently, "there's nothing wrong with two people making each other feel good. And if nobody knows about it but us, nobody else will get hurt."
Again Jodie was surprised at how sophisticated he seemed for a teenager. He had a better come-on than most grown men. He practically had her convinced that an illicit affair with him was perfectly okay. And while she was still thinking about it, he leaned forward and kissed her, sliding his hot slippery tongue into her mouth.
Jodie melted against the wall, and molten pussy-juice spurted from her hungry cunt. Kirk's hands found her nearly naked tits and squeezed them sensuously. She felt her cunts' juices running down her legs. There were no panties to stop them.
Then Kirk let go of her tits and drew up her nightgown till he could get his hands under it. He slid a hand between her thighs and touched the scorching wet flesh of her cunt. She gave a little sob of horniness when he started rubbing her there. A few more seconds of that and she wouldn't be able to refuse him anything. She realized that this was absolutely her last chance to keep from committing adultery.
She wrenched her face away from his and gasped, "Kirk, no, we mustn't do this. It's wrong."
Kirk didn't answer in words. Instead, deliberately and calmly, he slid his thick middle finger up her starved and juicy cunt. He crammed her pussy with the stiff meat. Jodie slumped back against the wall and soaked his whole hand with a helpless rush of sizzling pussy-cream.
"Yeah, I thought so," he said hoarsely. "You're horny, all right, Jodie. You're horny out of your mind. Why don't we just go to your bedroom and do something about it?"
Jodie glanced down at his fly and saw that it was fully tented now, bulging obscenely. She thought of his nice hard prick sliding up her fever-hot cunt and pounding inside it, relieving the agonizing lust she'd been feeling for weeks. She wanted it so badly, she could almost cry.
Kirk took her hand and led her out of the kitchen, and she didn't resist. She hadn't said yes to his suggestion, but she knew she wasn't going to say no, either. She didn't have the will power left. She just had to get laid, and that was that.
Kirk had been coming to her house to play with Brock since he was a little kid, so he knew just where the master bedroom was. As a matter-of-fact, he and Brock had been spanked once for jumping up and down on that bed in their shoes. But Kirk was no little boy now, and he wasn't just playing.
When they got in the bedroom, he slipped Jodie's nightgown off her shoulders, and the silky garment floated to the floor. She stepped out of it naked, and he led her over to the bed. He had her lie there on her back and spread her legs so he could see the wet pink flesh of her cunt crack as he took off his clothes.
He started to strip, and with every opportunity he ogled her juicy pussy. That turned Jodie on like crazy. She was a modest and respectable woman, but somehow she liked showing off her pussy to this horny kid. Her eyes focused expectantly on the bulging fly of his shorts.
He skinned out of his shorts, and Jodie gave a low moan as his engorged teenage cock sprang free, stiff and drooling. He hurried over to the bed and climbed onto it, sliding over the silky bedspread to Jodie. This time he didn't bother with any foreplay. He just slid right on top of her and sank down between her hot thighs.
"Ohhhhh, God!" she moaned.
She'd never been unfaithful to her husband before, and she'd never fucked any other man in her life but Paul. She couldn't believe how excited she felt as Kirk pressed the swollen head of his cock into her juicy little cuntal opening. It stretched her pussy lips wide and started gliding into her, and she soaked it with uncontrollable spurts of sizzling cream.
"Oooooooh, honey, yessss!" she hissed, "get into me, Kirk, give me every inch of your cock."
Kirk gave an excited growl and pushed his prick into her, his cock sliding to rest against her womb. He paused to savor his conquest, while Jodie lay there whimpering with lust. After what seemed ages, her greedy pussy was finally full of pulsating cock meat. She soaked it again and again with her spurting cream.
"You can't tell me you don't want it now," Kirk said triumphantly.
Jodie blushed, but she didn't deny what he said, either. He slipped his hands under her ass and started fucking her slowly, sensuously, and deeply. She couldn't hide her response. Her head lolled back, her eyes closed, and her pretty face twisted into a lusty grimace. Her voice was hoarse with pleasure.
"Oh, God, yes, I love it," she sobbed, "I love to fuck. Don't stop, honey, fuck me forever."
"I'll sure as hell try," Kirk leered.
He stared blatantly at her as she lay there with her eyes closed, and he glided his cock up and down in her hot and slippery cunt. It was like a dream come true for Kirk to be fucking this woman. He'd had the hots for the beautiful big-titted redhead since he was in junior high. He must have had a thousand jack-off fantasies about her. So it was wild to be actually fucking her.
"Yesssss, oh, God, yesssss!" she wept.
Her horniness made Kirk even lustier. She couldn't hide the fact that she was absolutely starved for a good fuck. With her husband on the road so much, she obviously didn't have the regular and frequent sex she needed. Kirk was delighted to help her out. Of course, he was helping himself out, too.
"Yeah, you love it, don't you, Jodie?" he breathed. "My cock feels real good to you, doesn't it?"
"Mmmmmm, yes, honey," she whimpered. "Fuck me a little faster now, okay?"
"Anything you want," he said.
He speeded up his fucking a little bit, and she responded with hot spurts of cream and whimpers of pleasure. Kirk's cock was gripped by her velvety wet cunt, and he could feel her pussy walls throbbing against every inch of his prick. Her cunt was like a furnace, she was so starved for sex.
Jodie realized that she wasn't concealing a thing from the boy, but she couldn't help it. Now that his cock was inside her, deliciously reaming her cunt and driving her wild with pleasure, she couldn't act modest or coy. She couldn't hide the signs of her powerful arousal.
She was creaming heavily and steadily, and each time Kirk plowed his thick cock to her womb, she sobbed with delight. Her features were contorted with lust, and she was clawing his back. No, she wasn't being modest at all.
She was acting like a wanton slut. She felt like one, too.
"Harder," she hissed, "fuck my cunt harder, honey, I need it real bad."
"You got it," Kirk growled.
He was glad to pick up the pace, because actually he wanted to fuck her hard enough to make her teeth rattle. He was getting way too aroused to be gentle. Catching his breath, he started hammering his cock into her, and she responded with hoarse wails of pleasure.
"Oh, yes, baby, that's it," she panted, "fuck me good and hard, as hard as you want."
That was all the invitation the lusty teenager needed. With a horny growl he started fucking into her like a pile driver. Her body shook with the impact, and he was almost knocking the breath out of her. But Jodie loved it. Somehow she needed this almost brutal fucking.
"Do it to me, fuck my brains out," she moaned.
There'd been so many nights when she craved sex and couldn't have it, so many days when she thought she'd go crazy without a man. Now she was making up for all that, indulging herself in this wild illicit fuck with a kid young enough to be her son. It felt so great, she didn't care if it was right or wrong. She needed it too badly to worry about the consequences.
Arching her body up, she greedily rubbed her clit against Kirk's sawing cock, creating delicious red-hot friction. It felt incredibly good, and it rocketed her to the brink of a body-wracking orgasm. She rubbed her clit even harder against his pistoning fuckrod, and it was like setting off a bomb.
"Oh, God, Kirk, I'm coming!" she screamed. "Ohhhhh, yesss, whaaahhhhhhh!"
Kirk gritted his teeth and struggled to hold out while her cunt went into hard hot spasms around his swollen cock. He wasn't finished with her yet. He wanted to save that hard-on. But it wasn't easy. As her steaming juicy little cunt sucked at his prick, he wanted to explode about a gallon of come into her.
"Oooooooh, God, it's so good, oooooooh!" she cried.
It was almost a full minute before she started coming down from that fantastic climax. Her own husband hadn't made her come that good in ages. And as her spasms faded away, she was delighted to feel her young lover's cock as hard as ever inside her cunt. She opened her eyes and looked at him in surprise.
"Let's try it another way," he leered.
Jody looked even more surprised. Kirk had an awfully sophisticated knowledge of sex for such a young kid. He rolled off her, onto his back. His prick stood straight up, cream-soaked and glistening, thick and blue-veined. His big fucker looked fantastically tempting to the love-starved housewife. Kirk grinned wickedly as he saw where she was looking.
"It's all yours, Jodie," he said. "All you have to do is sit on it."
Panting, Jodie crawled over to him, her big heavy tits swinging enticingly. She threw a leg over him and straddled him, her fever-hot pussy poised right over his rigidly standing cock. She squatted down a little and rubbed her cuntslit over his cock till the knob of his cockhead slipped into her cuntal opening.
"Unnnnhhhh, yessssss," she moaned as she sat fully onto his cock.
"Yeah, go for it, Jodie, take it all," Kirk cried excitedly.
He damned near shot his load as he watched the gorgeous redhead sliding down his cock. There were so many exciting things to look at. He saw her face contort into a lusty grimace as she took his fuckmeat deeply and fully into her pussy. He watched his prick stretch her cunt lips wide.
He watched the thick cream pouring from her pussy as his invading cock reamed it out, and he watched her luscious big tits swinging. She slid down his cock till only his balls were showing. She soaked his prick with a huge rush of sizzling cunt-juice and whimpered with pleasure.
"Fuck me, Kirk!" she begged hoarsely, "fuck me hard, as hard as you can!"
"Just what I had in mind," he leered.
Neither of them would ever forget what happened next. Kirk wouldn't forget the sight of the lovely red-haired older woman riding his cock in complete bliss, her fantastic big tits swinging and bouncing.
Jodie would never forget how incredibly satisfying it was to be fucked that hard and that completely. Kirk was giving her exactly what she needed, fucking her hard and fast and deep, cramming and reaming her long-neglected cunt. She sobbed with relief and pleasure as she took his pile-driving fuckrod.
"Is this what you want, Jodie?" he panted.
"Yes, baby, yes, never stop!" she moaned.
Both of them wished the wonderful sensations would last forever, but Kirk was just about at the end of his will power, and he was going to come at any second. Jodie wasn't far behind him. To catch up, she tightened her cunt around his pistoning cock to get more hot friction, a trick that always made her come during Paul's quickies.
It worked great. She felt a delicious explosion of sensation ripping through her body just as Kirk yelled and sizzled the first wads of come into her cunt. They were coming at just the same moment. Jodie threw back her head and wailed in ecstasy.
"Ohhhhhhh, God, whaaahhhhhhh!" she howled. "You're making me come, Kirk, it's so fuckin' good!"
"Take my load, Jodie, unnnggghhhhhh!" the boy shouted.
Jodie sobbed with ecstasy and satisfaction. At last she'd gotten the long hard fucking she'd been needing for so long, the kind of fucking her tired and busy husband wouldn't give her any more. And she knew she never wanted to do without it again.
Never again did she want to have to masturbate herself to sleep because she didn't have a man available. She wanted to be fucked well and often. She deserved it, dammit! And since her husband wouldn't do it for her, she'd let the neighbor kid do it. After all, Kirk was more than willing to take on the job.
CHAPTER SEVEN
That evening, Nikki and Kirk were sitting around watching TV as usual, but neither of them was paying much attention to the show. Far more exciting things had happened to both of them that day, and in their minds they were reviewing the fun they'd had.
Kirk was thinking how lucky he was to be making it with an older woman as beautiful and sexy as Jodie. He felt himself starting to get a hard-on as he recalled fucking her. He warned himself to cool it and get his thoughts on something else. His mom probably would get upset if she saw a great big bulge in his pants.
Meanwhile Nikki was practically squirming with lust as she mentally reviewed every exciting thing she and Brock had done that morning. She wished she had him in her bed at that very moment. It turned out that one fuck, terrific as it had been, wasn't enough for her. Her lust was back in full force.
She glanced over at Kirk, hoping he hadn't noticed her restlessness. He looked kind of strange. He was facing in the direction of the TV set, but obviously not watching it. He seemed to be deep in some kind of fantasy. As a mother, Nikki was concerned.
To her surprise, Kirk blushed furiously. "Uh, no, Mom," he stammered, "there's nothing wrong. I was just thinking."
He sure was. Nikki knew there was something big on his mind, and she wished he'd talk about it, but clearly he didn't want to. She scolded herself for being so preoccupied with herself and not paying attention to her son.
"Kirk, you know you can talk to me about it," she said soothingly.
"Hey, forget it, Mom, it's nothing," he said, forcing a laugh. "I'm just not looking forward to going back to school, that's all."
"Well, I guess that's only natural," Nikki agreed.
She tried to force herself to watch the tube, but her mind kept wandering. She just couldn't ignore the growing heat in her pussy, and she couldn't get Brock's image out of her mind. She kept seeing his magnificent stiff teenage cock and longing to feel it probing her cunt.
Kirk sneaked a few glances at his mother. She was acting weird tonight. She had a faraway look in her eyes, and she was so restless and squirmy. Matter of fact, she was behaving a lot like he was. Was it possible that Mom had taken a lover? Somehow that idea excited Kirk very much.
His mom was so cute and sexy. He was kind of ashamed to admit it even to himself, but he had the hots for her. Now he watched her nice round tits rising and falling with her breathing, and he saw that her nipples were hard, poking out under her snug t-shirt. His eyes drifted to the well outlined pout of her pussy-mound in her tight jeans.
To his mortification, his cock went hard as a rock, swelling in his jeans. And before he could cover it, his mother happened to glance at that very spot.
Nikki turned red. She knew she should look away fast, yet her eyes remained riveted to her son's bulging crotch. Now she knew what Kirk had been thinking about-sex. Obviously, the kid was horny all the time. She blushed harder as she recalled watching him jack off in the bathroom.
"Kirk," she said hoarsely, "I think we better have a little talk."
Kirk blushed, too, but said defiantly, "About what? I got a hard-on, that's all. There's no law against that, is there, Mom?"
Nikki didn't answer. She was staring at his tented fly and getting horny out of her mind. Once again she had the hots for her handsome teenage son. That little fling with Brock hadn't cured her lust for Kirk. She stared at his hard-on and thought how badly she wanted to fuck.
Kirk gawked at her. She had an expression on her face just like Jodie's this morning when he came on to her. She seemed to be getting turned on, yet she was resisting it. His own mom turned on to him? That was just about the most exciting idea that had ever entered Kirk's head.
"Hey, Mom," he said, inching closer to her, "I bet I know what you're thinking about."
"What?" Nikki gasped, blushing even harder. "What do you mean by that, Kirk?"
"Hey, take it easy," he chuckled. "It's no crime to be horny. We could even help each other out."
Nikki's mouth dropped open, and she gawked at him, hardly believing what she'd just heard. Her own son had just propositioned her. And before she could recover her wits, he was pulling her into his arms and kissing her, gliding his hot tongue into her mouth.
Nikki boiled with lust. To her horror, she wanted Kirk desperately, even more than she'd wanted Brock. It had been fantastic fucking Brock, but it only seemed to have whetted her appetite for more. Now all she could think of was how badly she wanted her son's steel-stiff adolescent cock in her famished and creaming pussy.
His tongue crammed her mouth, and she slid her tongue over his. She snaked her arms around his neck and pressed her lust-swollen tits against his chest. Mother and son exchanged a long, steamy tongue-kiss that left both of them shaking with horniness. Nikki soaked her jeans and panties with a constant rush of cream, and Kirk's cock tried to tear its way out of his pants.
Nikki knew she had to get hold of herself right away or she was going to lose all self-control. She was going to end up fucking her own kid if she didn't get away from him.
"No, Kirk, we can't, it's wrong," she cried, wrenching her face away from his.
She jumped to her feet and ran toward her bedroom, intending to lock herself in there till her lust was under control. But she wasn't fast enough for Kirk. He jumped up and ran after her, catching her just as she reached the bedroom. He grabbed her on the run, and they both went tumbling onto the king-size bed she shared with his father. "Kirk, let me go," she moaned. "No way, Mom," he panted. "You know we both want this. Let's help each other out. It's crazy not to."
He kissed her again, another steaming tongue-kiss that scattered her wits. She creamed furiously, and her body was trembling with unsatisfied need. She craved sex so badly, and here was an eager young stud just begging to take care of her. If only he wasn't her own son!
Kirk rolled on top of her, pinning her down, and he cupped her tits and started squeezing them. That just about did it for the love-starved housewife. It took all her self-control not to yank down her jeans and panties and surrender her body to him. She felt his rock-hard prick throbbing against her belly, and she whimpered with need.
At last they came up for air, and Nikki said weakly, "Honey, this is incest. It's against the law. We've just got to stop."
"I don't give a shit what it's called, Mom," Kirk replied hoarsely. "As long as nobody knows but us, who are we hurting? Come on, we need each other, you know we do."
No question about that. Mother and son were in a position to do each other a really big favor. Kirk's cock throbbed like it was ready to explode, and Nikki was whimpering with need. It really did seem crazy not to help each other out.
"Oh, honey, if your father ever found out," she moaned.
"He won't," Kirk said, reaching for the zipper of her jeans, "because we're not gonna tell him. Anyway, it's his own damn fault for leaving you alone so much. Nobody can blame you for feeling horny."
Nikki stopped resisting. Kirk's words had hit home with her. It really was Ed's fault that she was on the verge of committing incest with their own kid. If Ed had done his duty in bed, she wouldn't be sharing that bed right now with his son. She lay there submissively as Kirk unzipped her jeans. She'd been cheated of sex too long, she couldn't fight it any longer.
Kirk grasped her jeans and bikini panties and slipped them down. As he did so, Nikki quickly shrugged off her bra and t-shirt. She lay there naked and waiting as her son tossed her discarded clothes onto the rug. Kirk stared at her, his eyes glowing with hot lust as he studied her luscious naked body for the first time.
"Oh, shit, Mom, you're beautiful," he said adoringly.
"Take off your clothes, too, honey," Nikki said, her voice husky with longing.
She shivered with excitement as Kirk undressed. His teenage body was man-shaped and yet more sleek and smooth. He looked gorgeous to her. And when his stiff cock snapped free of its prison, she gave a horny little growl. She reached out and petted his hot throbbing prick. Kirk shivered with desire.
"I don't care what anybody says or what the law says, Mom," he rasped. "This is right."
"I don't know if it's right, honey," Nikki replied. "I just know I have to have it."
That was the bottom line. Right or wrong, safe or dangerous, she just had to have some decent sex or she'd go out of her mind with frustration. So she stopped thinking about everything else but her and Kirk. She fisted his handsome teenage cock and started pumping it, and he slipped a hand between her thighs and started caressing her molten wet pussy. She moaned with pleasure and opened her thighs wider, and she soaked his fingers with sizzling pussy-juice.
"Mmmmmm, yesss, honey, play with me there!" she moaned, "I just love that."
Kirk was practically shooting his load right in her fist. He'd found it plenty exciting this morning making love to Jodie, but nothing could equal the wild and wicked thrill of getting it on with his own mother. Her petite curvy body drove him wild, and he loved the way she was petting his cock.
He felt the searing heat of her pussy and felt her molten juices soaking his hand. Her tits were swollen with lust, her little red nipples stiff nubs.
Her face was flushed and her eyes were hot with desire. This woman was like a bomb about to go off, and his cock was on a hair-trigger.
Mother and son wanted each other like they'd never wanted anybody else, and they knew it. Suddenly they realized that there wasn't time for foreplay. They were plenty hot already. Kirk drew his hand away from Nikki's pussy and gently pried her fingers loose from his cock. He rolled on top of her.
"Oh, honey, I hope we're doing the right thing," she moaned.
"You know we are, Mom," Kirk rasped. "Anyhow, do we have a choice?"
Nikki didn't answer that question. The answer was obvious. She opened her legs wide and let her son sink down between her hot silky thighs. Kirk's swollen cockhead spread her pussy lips, and she soaked it with a huge rush of sizzling cream.
"Yes, baby, yes, get into me," she sobbed.
Kirk groaned and crammed his cock hard into her eager slippery pussy. Nikki started coming the moment he pushed into her. "Ooooooooh, God, ohhhhhhhhh!" she wailed.
"Unnnnhhhh, shit, aaaggghhhh!" he howled.
He was coming, too, flooding her womb with his boiling jizz. Mother and son were so hot for each other that their mutual climax was instant. Nikki's cunt went into hard spasm around Kirk's jetting prick, sucking every last drop of jism from his balls. They rocked and writhed together for long delicious moments.
"My God," Nikki panted as they finally came down from their excitement, "I guess we were hot for each other."
"I guess," Kirk chuckled. "But don't move, Mom. I'm just getting started."
"That's great, honey," she said, squeezing him.
It was wonderful news to the horny housewife, because she felt like she could go all night with her handsome horny son. They clung to each other, and she used her cuntal muscles to give his prick a teasing, tantalizing massage. It was no time at all before she got results. Kirk's tireless young cock swelled and hardened in her cunt.
"Good," she said hoarsely, "now really give it to me, baby, fuck me good."
"You better believe I will," Kirk growled.
His mom's velvety hot cunt sheathed his ready cock, and the boy sizzled with excitement. He slid his hands under her firm hot little ass and pulled her tightly against him, penetrating her as deep as he could. He started fucking her in eager deep jabs, hammering his cock into her smoking pussy.
"Is that good, Mom?" he panted. "Is that what you want?"
"Yes, baby, give it to me good and hard!" Nikki sobbed. "Fuck me forever!"
Now that he had his second wind, it almost seemed as if Kirk would fuck her forever. He turned into a fucking machine, hammering away tirelessly, and Nikki took it with gasps and moans of ecstasy. This was the long hard fucking she'd been craving for so long. This was the kind of fucking the boy's father should have been giving her.
She had just a short guilty image of Ed, and then she dismissed it. Ed knew damned well how unhappy she was with their sex-life. She'd told him often enough. But his first love was his work, and she was also positive that he was fucking other women on the road. So to hell with him.
She wasn't going to worry about her husband or about her marriage. She was just going to get all the fun she could, and her teenage son was more than willing to give it to her. Nikki fucked back at Kirk, jerking her hips to his hard horny rhythm, meeting each deep lunge of his cock with a hungry upward thrust of her hips.
"Fuck it to me, fuck it to meeee!" she wailed.
Kirk found his pretty brunette mother the hottest female he'd ever made out with. She didn't bother trying to conceal her frantic horniness. She showed it with every moan and every greedy thrust of her hips. She showed it with the floods of molten cream that soaked his pile driving cock.
"Ohhhhh, baby, it's so damned good!" she moaned.
Kirk was fucking her faster and harder by the second, and she loved it. The bed began to quiver and squeak, and the room echoed with Nikki's moans and Kirk's lusty growls. If Ed had happened to walk in right then, he'd get a real eyeful, Nikki thought. But it would serve him right. He'd see what a neglected wife could do.
"Harder, baby," she sobbed, "fuck me as hard as you can! Make me come!"
Kirk rocketed out of control and fucked her with all the speed and force at his command. As his jackhammering cock rubbed her clit mercilessly, she began to come. The body-rocking blast came from the very depths of her cunt and shook her violently. Her cunt spasmed, sucking at the boy's jerking prick, and he yelped and boiled a second steaming load into her thirsty womb.
When they finished coming, Nikki felt no shame or guilt. She tucked her son under the covers with her, and they rested and necked awhile, then fucked again. Kirk had no school the next day, and Nikki didn't work, so they could fuck all night if they wanted to. And it looked as if they might just do that.
Kirk had taken his father's place in Nikki's life, and she wasn't sorry.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Meanwhile, a few houses away, Jodie was on the phone, her pretty face looking distressed as she listened to a long-distance call from her husband Paul.
"But, honey," she said, "you promised to be home this weekend. Brock and I were looking forward to it."
Paul sounded impatient. "I'm sorry, Jodie," he said, "but I've got a chance to make a really big sale. I don't want to blow it. If I pull this off, we can get a new car."
"Paul, we already have two cars," Jodie reminded him.
"Then we'll get one for Brock," Paul said. "Look, babe, I have to hang up. I've got a client waiting. I'll try to be home in about a week."
He hung up before Jodie could even say goodbye. She replaced the receiver and wandered sadly into the living room where Brock was watching TV. She plumped herself down beside him on the couch and stared into space.
Damn that ambitious husband of hers! Couldn't he see that there was something else in life besides money? They weren't rich by any means, but they were well-off and didn't have to worry about the future. Yet Paul kept running after big deals, and all he could think about was piling up more money.
He couldn't seem to get it through his head that his wife and son needed more of his time and attention. Brock was practically growing up without a father's guidance, and Jodie was starved for love. She was just about fed up. And after this morning's exciting love-making with Kirk, she thought she knew what she wanted to do about her problems.
She'd tried in every way she could to make Paul understand that she was going crazy with horniness. He said his job came first. Jodie suspected her husband wasn't hurting for sex. He probably had a girlfriend in every major city in the country. So why couldn't she find some fun for herself?
Why not carry on an affair with the neighbor kid and any other attractive guy who came on to her?
"Mom," Brock said, interrupting her thoughts, "is something the matter? You seem sad."
Jodie gave a big sigh and said, "Oh, that was your dad on the phone, honey. He isn't going to be home this weekend after all. Some big deal came up. Gosh, I miss him!"
Brock fumed. Where did his father get off, making Mom feel so bad? She was such a beautiful woman and so nice, she deserved some love and some fun. Now she slumped back against the couch, dejected. Brock studied her, and a kind of wild idea came to him.
If Dad couldn't give Mom the loving she needed, maybe he could?
Brock had always found his mom very sexy, but he was aware that guys aren't supposed to no come on to their own mothers. At least, that's what he'd always understood. There was even a word for it. Now that didn't seem to make much sense. If both he and his mother were horny, why shouldn't they take care of each other's needs?
He scooted up close to her, snuggling, and he slipped his arm around her shoulders. Brock had always been an affectionate kid, so this move didn't alarm Jodie. She just sighed and leaned her head against his shoulder. Brock found himself looking down the front of her low-cut blouse.
He felt his balls starting to swell and his cock beginning to stiffen. Of course, he'd been noticing his mother's gorgeous big tits for a long time now, but he'd never had this particular view of them before. He studied the deep cleavage and creamy skin, and he saw the outline of her nipples.
His cock swelled to its full proportions. He'd had such a great time fucking Nikki that morning, his first older woman. Older women were more fun than girls his age. They were frankly horny, and they went for it. Would his own mother be that way? She should be. She hadn't had sex in weeks.
Brock decided to take a chance. He leaned down and kissed Jodie on the mouth. She gave a muffled squeak of surprise, and he slid his tongue into her mouth, sensuously exploring. He could feel her trembling. He slid his hands onto her big hot tits and started molding and squeezing.
Jodie couldn't believe this was happening. Her own son was coming on to her. There was no mistaking it. She felt shocked, and at the same time she felt wildly aroused. What was the matter with her? How could she possibly be aroused by her own kid?
She couldn't deny the signs. As Brock kissed her, her big nipples turned into long stiff nubs and poked against his chest. She creamed helplessly, soaking through her panties and jeans. She couldn't help thinking just how great a nice hard cock would feel in her cunt.
Shocked at her response, she wrenched her mouth away from Brock's and gasped, "Honey, what on earth are you doing? Boys aren't supposed to act like that with their own mothers."
"Who cares, if nobody knows about it?" Brock asked her. "Listen, Mom, you need some loving and so do I. It just makes sense for us to get it on."
He started unbuttoning her blouse, and Jodie was so stunned that she made no move to stop him. She tried to digest what he'd just told her. He was proposing that they fill each other's sexual needs. God knows, they both had needs to fill. He was a constantly horny teen, and she was a neglected wife.
But her own son as her lover? It was sick, perverse. She watched him open her blouse and pop the front catch of her bra. The bra halves flew apart, and her magnificent melon-size tits tumbled free, firm and thrusting. Brock hoisted them, bringing her lust-stiffened nipples together. He leaned down, opened his mouth, and sucked both throbbing nipples inside.
"Ohhhhhh, God!" Jodie moaned.
She knew she ought to fight him off, order him to his room till he could behave himself, but the pleasure was so intense that she couldn't bear to make him stop. It had been ages since Paul had given her any sex except quick, unsatisfying fucks. She ached for this kind of slow, delicious foreplay.
It was just innocent fun, she told herself dizzily. She could let him do it and use the time to collect her wits. She leaned back and watched her son's moist lips moving up and down her supersensitive nipples, and she tried to think clearly. It didn't work.
In spite of masturbating every single night while her husband was away, and in spite of fucking Kirk that very morning, Jodie was still achingly horny. She had so much lust stored up that one fuck wasn't going to take care of it, and obviously her own fingers wouldn't do the job, either.
She creamed steadily through her jeans and panties while Brock sensuously sucked her tits. Just a few moments ago she'd been planning to have an affair with Kirk and to take whatever one-night stands she could get, too. Now all she could think about was the wicked but delicious idea of making love with her own son. It was so tempting, so easy.
Brock finally drew his mouth off her stiff spit-soaked nipples and quickly removed her rumpled blouse and bra. Then he went for her jeans and panties. Jodie sat there in a daze as he stripped her naked. He sat back and ogled her tall statuesque body.
"Mom, you're so beautiful," he said hoarsely. "It just isn't right of Dad to neglect you. It isn't right for all that to go to waste."
Then he stood up and took off his clothes. Jodie's conscience screamed at her that it was time to put an end to this outrageous scene, yet she couldn't move. The boiling lust in her pussy was stronger than her conscience.
"Oh, honey," she moaned, "we really shouldn't do this."
He was right, Jodie thought defiantly. If Paul had given her the loving that a man should give his wife, she'd never have found herself about to commit incest. Now she was through fighting her lust. She was going to give in to it, do something about it. Brock held out his hand, and she let him pull her to her feet.
Hand in hand, mother and son walked to the master bedroom. Now that she'd made her decision, Jodie felt hot and ready, and she shamelessly ogled Brock's iron-hard cock as it bounced with his movements. They entered the room and went directly to the king-size bed. At last that bed was going to be used for something besides lonely nights of masturbation and restless sleeping.
They slipped onto the bed and into each other's arms, kissing and pawing each other us feverishly. Jodie crammed her tongue into Brock's mouth, and he cupped her ass, pulling her hard against him so she could feel his nearly-exploding cock throbbing against her belly.
Jodie creamed furiously, an uncontrollable burst of juice that soaked her fiery-hot pussy-slit. She reached down and shoved her hand between them, grasping her son's cock and pumping it lustily. Brock groaned and rolled on top of her. This was it, her last chance to avoid incest.
Jodie didn't take that chance. Instead, she opened her thighs wide. Brock snorted with excitement and crammed his bone-stiff cock into her, shoving it clear to her womb in one hungry thrust. Jodie threw back her head and wailed with pleasure.
"Oh, yes, baby, fuck meeeee!" she cried.
Brock damned near shot his load on that very first thrust into his mother's steamy slippery pussy. Cupping her hot little ass, he began fucking into her like a pile driver, too wildly aroused to be gentle. She clung to him and fucked right back at him, as insanely turned-on as he was.
"Yes, yes, baby, do it to me!" she sobbed, "fuck me as hard as you can. I need it so bad."
That was obvious to Brock. His beautiful red-haired mom was the horniest woman he'd ever made it with. Her cunt was hot as fire around his hammering prick, and with each deep hard thrust into her smoldering depths, she wailed and soaked his cock with thick blasts of cream.
Under the circumstances, he'd be lucky to last more than a few seconds. But there was nothing he could do to control his raging excitement, so he just went with it, fucking her in a hard frenzy. To his relief, it seemed to be just the way she wanted it. The harder he did it to her, the more aroused she got.
Jodie was sobbing with relief and pleasure as her son's stiff cock reamed and crammed her starved pussy-hole. She felt she could fuck that way for hours and still not get enough. But now she didn't have to worry about getting enough. Her lusty teenage son was right there to take care of her, day and night.
She arched her body up against his to get all the delicious stimulation she could for her swollen pulsating fuck-button. It was a magic button, all right. Just a few seconds of that hot sawing from Brock's prick, and she felt a violent climax ripping through her body.
"Ohhhhhh, baby, yessssss!" she sobbed.
"You're doing it to me, I'm cominggggg!"
Brock felt his mother's sizzling cunt soaking his prickmeat with hot blasts of come-juice and sucking at his cock. Her cunt was sucking the jizz right out of his balls. No way could he hold out now. With a hoarse yell, he fucked into her with lightning speed and flooded her pussy with hot jism.
"Take it, Mom, awwwwwww!" he roared.
"Yes, baby, cream meeeee!" Jodie wailed.
Fucking Kirk had been great fun, but it couldn't match the excitement of climaxing with her own son, feeling his red-hot load flooding her sucking pussy. Jodie almost blacked out with the pleasure of it. The hot mutual orgasm went on and on, till mother and son collapsed in each other's arms.
"I kinda meant for it to last longer than that," Brock chuckled when they'd caught then-breath.
"We can do it again, honey," Jodie grinned. "We can do it all night if you want."
"Hey, you're on," he leered.
Jodie didn't feel any more guilt or any inhibitions. The deed was done now. She'd fucked her own kid. So what did it matter if she fucked him once or a hundred times? She was guilty of incest, and she didn't care. All that mattered now was she and Brock giving each other the loving they both needed.
They rested in each other's arms, and very soon she felt his eager teenage cock swelling, stretching her greedily clinging pussy-hole. It swelled and hardened till it throbbed against every inch of her cunt. She creamed all over it as she anticipated another delicious fuck. Brock started moving it in her again, and she gurgled with delight and jerked her hips back at him, letting him know how much she wanted his cock.
The bedside phone rang.
"Shit," Brock groaned, "why don't we just let it ring, Mom?"
"I better answer it," Jodie sighed. "It might be your father. And," she added with a giggle, "if I don't answer it, he might think I'm out cheating on him."
"Right," Brock laughed.
"Hello?" Jodie said into the phone.
"Hi, honey, it's Paul," her husband said. "I guess I was kinda thoughtless on the phone awhile ago. I want to apologize."
Jodie squirmed impatiently, feeling her son's cock throbbing inside her, aching to feel it
"That's all right, Paul," she said. "I understand."
"You do?" he said. "You know, Jodie, you're an incredible wife."
"You don't know how incredible," she replied.
"Anyhow, babe, I'll be home in about a week," Paul went on, "and I'll take you and Brock out to dinner and the movies."
"I can hardly wait," Jodie said dryly. "Goodnight, Paul."
They hung up, and Jodie started jerking her hips, urging Brock into action. He only took a second of urging. He started fucking her good and hard, just the way she craved it, and she moaned with delight.
"Was that Dad?" he panted. "What'd he have to say?"
"Do you care?" Jodie panted back. "I mean, right now?"
"Actually, right now, no," he laughed.
That was the end of the talking. Mother and son went at each other like two rutting animals, fucking ravenously at each other, making the big bed rock. It was the best fucking Jodie had had in years. And it had to be the most thrilling fuck of her life, very special in its incestuous excitement.
She kept her body arched, taking Brock's jackhammering cock as deep as she could get it, rubbing her greedy clit against his pumping fuckrod. She began to come very quickly, and she went on and on coming. It was a hot string of orgasms that wouldn't quit. She hadn't come like that since her honeymoon.
"Ooooooh, baby, oooooh, you're doing it to me so good!" she wailed.
Brock just went on blissfully fucking her, never seeming to tire. Jodie certainly wasn't complaining. She just went on coming. She knew she could never go back to her lonely, horny existence again, not when she had this kind of loving at her disposal. No way was she going to resist the fantastic love-making her son had to offer.
"Mom, I'm gonna come," Brock gasped at last.
"Yes, baby, do it, cream me," Jodie moaned.
"Unnnnnhhhhh, fuck, awwwwwww!" he roared, jetting his load into her.
Jodie took the gallons of his boiling jizz with little sobs and squeals of ecstasy. Then she rested in her son's arms, exchanging sexy little nibbles and kisses and gropes as they prepared for their next round of fun. It was wonderful to know that she need never be horny again.
She'd found the solution to her problems, but she wondered about her best friend Nikki. Nikki was in exactly the same boat, starved for sex and neglected by her husband. Jodie wanted to tell Nikki about her solution, but did she dare? They were best friends, but would the friendship survive a revelation like that?
CHAPTER NINE
By the next morning Jodie felt she just had to tell Nikki her news, or burst with it. She'd always told her best friend her deepest secrets, and this wasn't going to be any exception. Both Brock and Kirk had said they were going to spend the day playing baseball, so it seemed like the ideal time for their mothers to get together.
"Jodie, I'm glad to see you," Nikki exclaimed when the pretty redhead arrived at her house. "Want some coffee, or do you feel like taking a walk?"
"It's a nice day," Jodie said. "Let's stroll down the alleys."
They set off, and Jodie wondered just how to approach the delicate subject she wanted to discuss with her friend. Was there any delicate way to discuss incest?
"Nikki," she said, "I've been thinking a lot about our problem. You know, Paul and Ed being away so much, and us feeling horny all the time. I think I might have come up with an answer."
She turned to Nikki to see how she was responding to all that, and to her astonishment her friend was blushing like crazy. Jodie couldn't figure it out. She and Nikki had always discussed the most intimate things without embarrassment.
"Hey, what's wrong?" she asked.
"Oh, nothing," Nikki lied. "Go ahead, tell me what you've come up with."
Now it was Jodie's turn to blush right down to her toes.
"Oh, boy, Nikki, I hope you'll still be my friend after I tell you this," she said worriedly, "but I just had to tell somebody. Last night I got it on with Brock. I suppose now you won't want anything to do with me."
Nikki just sighed and said, "Oh, Jodie, don't be silly. You'll always be my friend. And besides, I did something even worse than that."
Jodie gawked at her.
"Worse?" she exclaimed. "How could you possibly do anything worse than that?"
"I got it on with Kirk last night," Nikki admitted, "but before that, I made it with Brock. Now I bet you're really pissed at me."
"Oh, no, I'm not," Jodie said, hanging her head, "because I've been making it with Kirk."
The two friends stared at each other, then burst into laughter. "Well, I guess we solved our problem, then, didn't we?" Nikki giggled.
"Yeah, I guess we did," Jodie said dryly. "It might not be everybody's solution, but it works for us. I just wonder why we did something that crazy all of a sudden. I mean, we've had this problem for years."
"Haven't you figured that out?" Nikki asked. "It was spying on Shelly and Ryan that did it for me."
"Right," Jodie exclaimed, "that must have planted the idea in our minds."
"Speaking of Shelly," Nikki said mischievously, "why don't we walk down to her alley and see what she's up to?"
"Good idea," Jodie grinned.
Since they'd already committed incest, a little voyeurism seemed harmless in comparison. It had been so exciting to spy on Shelly as she made love with her handsome teenage son. Nikki and Jodie were hoping for a repeat performance as they went quietly down the next alley and peered through the hedge.
Both of them froze.
Shelly was sunbathing naked, which wasn't too surprising, but she had company. Also stretched out on beach towels, without a stitch of clothing, were Ryan, Brock and Kirk. All three boys were ogling Shelly's slim curvy body.
"That bitch!" Jodie whispered angrily to Nikki. "I'll tear her face off! How dare she come on to our kids?"
"Hey, simmer down, pal," Nikki whispered back. "She isn't doing anything we haven't done. Let's just cool it and see what happens."
"I suppose you're right," Jodie said. Then she added with a giggle, "Maybe we'll even learn something."
They peered through the hedge again. Now Ryan was rubbing his mother's back, and Shelly was cooing with pleasure. Brock and Kirk had inched a little closer to her, lying on their sides to watch, and now the two friends could see that the boys all had hard-ons. If Shelly wasn't aware of that, she had to be blind.
"Gosh, I didn't expect you guys to visit today," she said lazily.
"I told my mom I was gonna play baseball," Kirk said.
"Yeah, I gave my mom the same excuse," Brock said.
"I kinda wanted to be alone with my mom," Ryan informed them, a note of jealousy in his voice. "So now what are we gonna do?"
"No problem," Shelly said. "I'm sure I can keep all three of you happy."
The three boys exchanged surprise glances and so did Nikki and Jodie. Shelly seemed quite confident that she could sexually satisfy three teenage boys in one afternoon. Nikki thought that over, and her pussy started to heat and swell. It really would be a kick to take on more than one lover at a time.
Jodie was thinking the same thing. She had so many lonely, horny years to make up for, that she needed all the loving she could get. And what better way to start catching up than to make it with one eager young stud after another?
Jodie and Nikki realized they were jealous of their slim blonde neighbor. She'd found the ultimate cure for the horny housewife blues. She just fucked every kid in the neighborhood, or at least three of them. She was way ahead of Nikki and Jodie when it came to finding fun.
Now Shelly rolled over onto her back, and the three boys gawked lustily at her luscious high-riding tits and golden bush. She was tan all over, sleek and firm, hardly looking old enough to be the mother of a teenage boy. She let the three teens have a good look.
"Mom," Ryan said in a hoarse voice, "take me first."
"I guess that's only fair," Kirk said. "He was here first. I mean, we have to take turns."
"Right," Brock sighed.
"I'm glad that's settled," Shelly said with a grin. "I sure wouldn't want any fighting to spoil a perfect day."
Then she brazenly bent her knees and opened her legs wide, showing the three horny teens the moist rosy flesh of her pussy-slit and its pretty fringe of golden curls. Nikki saw her son's cock give a lusty buck, and Jodie noticed that Brock's prick was drooling.
"Come on, honey," Shelly said to Ryan, "fuck me."
Ryan gave a lusty snort and crawled between her thighs. He pressed the engorged purple head of his cock against the juicing little mouth of her cunt, stretching her pussy lips wide. Shelly gave a horny gurgle as he started pushing into her, and as he went deeper and deeper, she switched to a hoarse moan of delight. Thick pearly cunt-cream oozed out around his invading cock.
"Ummmm, yesss, honey, get into me," she cried, "give me every inch of that nice hard cock."
Nikki realized that she was creaming through her panties. She fought the insane urge to stick her hand down her pants and beat off. She would have given anything to be in Shelly's place just then, taking that stiff and eager teenage fucker.
Jodie was having the same experience. The deeper Ryan thrust his cock into his mom's steaming pussy-hole, the more wildly aroused Jodie became. She wanted to tear her way through the hedge and join in the fun. But she was too inhibited yet to try such a crazy thing.
"You got it all now, Mom," Ryan said hoarsely. "Oh, shit, I'm horny today."
And he proved it by starting to fuck Shelly in short hard jabs, his belly slapping against hers. Shelly didn't mind his roughness at all. She wailed with delight and wrapped her legs around his humping back, letting him slam his cock into her molten depths. Her pretty face was contorted with pleasure.
"Yes, baby, that's it," she moaned, "fuck me good and hard, as hard as you want."
Nikki gave a little moan of longing, then clapped a hand over her mouth. It would be so embarrassing if they were overheard and caught spying. Still it was hard not to show her lust in some way, she was getting so insanely aroused. It just didn't seem fair for Shelly to hog all those nice hard cocks, when Nikki and Jodie had to do without.
Jodie didn't moan, she just bit her knuckles and tried to ignore the fiery heat in her pussy. She watched Ryan's trim ass knotting and jerking as he hammered his stiff cock into his mother's hot and juicy cunt. She listened to Shelly's squeals and moans of pleasure, and she felt her lust reaching fever-pitch.
Jodie and Nikki weren't the only ones almost going out of their minds with horniness. Brock and Kirk had drawn as close as they could do the fucking couple, kneeling to watch the action, and their cocks hugged their bellies in fierce hard-ons. Their eyes were glassy with lust and longing.
"Jesus, Ryan," Brock said hoarsely, "you gonna take all day?"
"Hey, she's my mom," Ryan panted.
"He's right," Kirk sighed, "but I wish to hell he'd come and let us have our turn."
There's relief for you right here, honey, Nikki thought. She wished she could get in on the fun somehow, but she couldn't get up the nerve to just barge in there. She wished she had Shelly's nerve. Shelly didn't seem a bit inhibited as she fucked her own son in front of two other panting boys.
"Do it to me, do it to me," she moaned to Ryan.
"Do it to her and get it over with," Kirk muttered.
"Shit, yeah, my cock's about to explode," Brock complained.
Jodie could have offered him a quick solution for that if she'd only had the courage. She realized now that Shelly must have been fucking Brock and Kirk for some time. Shelly had been copping all the horny teens in the block. Jodie envied her, and she felt her pussy steaming and smoking as she watched the lusty blonde having all the fun.
"Ohhhhh, baby, just a little more, I'm almost there," Shelly whimpered.
Ryan went into high gear, really hammering it to her, and she arched her body to rub her clit against his pounding cock. That did the trick. A second later she went into body-wracking convulsions, wailing in ecstasy.
"Unnnhhh, yessss, ahhhhh!" she howled.
As his mother's spasming cunt sucked ravenously at his cock, Ryan boiled his load into her.
"Take it, Mom, awwwwww!" he yelled.
Kirk and Brock gave sighs of relief, then collided as they both tried to get to Shelly. They looked at each other angrily. Their spying mothers hated to see that. Kirk and Brock had been pals since grade school. It would be a shame to see them fight over Shelly.
"Hey, come on, man, I got here first," Kirk said.
"Maybe so," Brock shot back, "but I was just a second behind you." They continued glaring at each other while
Ryan and Shelly spun out their hot mutual climax. When Shelly finally opened her eyes, she saw Brock and Kirk standing there glaring at each other. It wasn't hard to guess the reason for their quarrel.
"Boys," she said calmly, "take it easy. There's no reason to fight. I can take care of you both."
"We know that, Shelly," Brock said, "but which one of us gets to go first?"
"You don't get it," Shelly said with a wicked grin. "I'm gonna take on both of you at the same time."
Again, astonished looks were exchanged, between the boys and between the spying mothers. Nikki was hardly able to believe what she'd just heard, and Jodie's mouth dropped open. How could one woman take care of two males at once? Well, if anybody knew how, it would be Shelly Dawson.
"Do what?" Kirk said.
"Never mind," Shelly laughed, "I'll just show you."
Ryan rolled off her with a happy sigh, and she got into the doggie position, on her hands and knees. She stuck her cute little ass up in the air. The boys ogled her exposed pink pussy.
Jodie and Nikki waited breathlessly to see what happened next. As Jodie had said, maybe they could learn something.
"Kirk, come and fuck me," Shelly said shamelessly.
"Hey, what about me?" Brock demanded.
"I'll take care of you in just a second, honey," she said. "Don't worry about it."
Brock looked doubtful, but he shut up. Grinning like a maniac, Kirk knelt behind Shelly and wedged the fat head of his cock in her juicy cuntal opening. She gurgled with excitement. He started pushing into her, and she clawed the beach towel and moaned.
"Oh, yeah, baby, do it," she panted, "get into me."
Nikki gritted her teeth to keep from moaning with envy and longing. Once again she thought how damned unfair it was for Shelly to be having all the fun. After all, she wasn't the only lonely, lusty housewife in the neighborhood. But if Nikki and Jodie wanted in on the fun, the only thing to do was ask.
"Jodie," Nikki whispered, "as soon as they're finished, let's just walk in and ask to join the party."
Jodie nodded. Her lust was overcoming her inhibitions. They watched as Kirk sank his cock into Shelly's cunt till only his balls were showing. Shelly moaned with pleasure, and he started fucking her hard and fast. Jodie and Nikki could hardly contain their lust and envy. To hell with modesty, they just had to get in on this party!
Shelly shivered with excitement as she took the stiff deep thrusts of Kirk's cock. She looked up at Brock and said, "Okay, honey, come over here and I'll suck you off."
Nikki and Jodie clapped hands to their mouths to keep from gasping. Shelly was incredibly kinky. Brock grinned and hurried over to stand in front of her. He shoved his nearly-exploding cock at her mouth, and she opened wide.
"Shit, yeah, Shelly," the boy cried, "suck my cock."
Shelly firmed her lips around his swollen prick and started sucking it loudly and greedily. Brock groaned with delight. Meanwhile Kirk was still hammering away, fucking her with unrestrained lust. Ryan lounged nearby on a towel, watching with lusty fascination and getting another hard-on.
"Oh, man, this is wild," Brock panted.
"It sure," Kirk agreed breathlessly. "I just wish we could get our moms to do this."
Nikki and Jodie stared at each other and turned red as bricks. Apparently their sons had told Shelly about their incestuous adventures. Well, there was no point in acting innocent or modest now. Their secret was out, and they had nothing more to hide.
"Mmmmmm, uuummmmm," Shelly moaned.
She was enjoying two stiff cocks at once, one in her cunt and one in her mouth. With that kind of excitement, it didn't take her long to get off. Her slim body began to shake with orgasmic spasms, and she sucked like crazy on Brock's prick.
That did it for Brock. "Eat it, Shelly, aaaaggghhhhh!" he roared.
Her sucking cunt brought Kirk off, too. "Oh, shit, unnnggghhhh!" he groaned, jetting his load into her.
Nikki turned to Jodie and said, "Well, old buddy, it's time to make our move."
"Right," Jodie agreed.
They gathered their nerve and walked in through the back gate, just in time to catch Shelly gulping the last of Brock's jism and taking the final jets of Kirk's come. Everybody froze. Jodie and Nikki were looking as solemn as they could.
"Okay, Shelly," Nikki said, "we want an explanation of this. What's going on here, some kind of orgy?"
CHAPTER TEN
The boys froze, but Shelly didn't seem very upset. She just grinned and said, "What's the matter, girls? Are you jealous?"
Nikki couldn't keep a straight face, and neither could Jodie. They started laughing, and the boys looked even more bewildered.
"Don't worry, kids," Shelly said, "they're not really mad at you. Why don't we all go in the house and talk this over?"
Jodie and Nikki accompanied the naked group indoors, and they all went into Shelly's roomy, thick-carpeted living room. Nikki couldn't help thinking what a terrific party room it would be. There was plenty of space for all kinds of fun.
"Well, girls, I hope we're still friends," Shelly said. "I mean, I wasn't doing anything you two haven't been doing."
"Right," Jodie said, "so we decided to see if we could join the party."
"How about it, Shelly?" Nikki said.
"Sure, the more, the merrier," Shelly replied with a smile. "I was even gonna suggest it to you sometime, but I didn't know quite how to approach it. Glad you brought it up."
"Would you guys tell us what you're talking about?" Kirk asked.
"Yeah," Brock said, "we don't know if you're mad at us or what."
"Well, boys, it's really pretty simple," Nikki said. "We peeked through the hedge and saw how much fun you all were having, and we thought we'd like to get in on it."
"Hey, all right," Ryan exclaimed.
The boys looked relieved, then excited, as Jodie and Nikki proceeded to take off their clothes. In fact the boys didn't know which way to look. Now there were three gorgeous naked older women for them to choose from.
Ryan was the first one to make a decision. He walked over to Nikki and said, "I always had the hots for you, Nikki. How about it? Wanta get it on?"
"Sure, honey, that's what I'm here for," Nikki said.
"Hey, Jodie," Kirk exclaimed, "how about you and me being partners?"
"Sounds good to me," Jodie said, sinking down on the rug with him.
"I guess that leaves you and me, Brock," Shelly said. "I hope you're not disappointed."
"Hell, no," Brock said, making a grab for her.
Suddenly Shelly Dawson's respectable middle-class home had become the scene of an orgy, with three naked couples kissing and pawing each other on the carpet. Nikki didn't feel a bit modest or uptight, to her relief, and even Jodie was managing not to blush. Nikki ogled Ryan's sleek teenage body and creamed like mad. They exchanged a deep steamy tongue-kiss.
The whole room was steamy, for that matter, echoing with heavy breathing and lusty sighing. Shelly slipped her fingers around Brock's prick and quickly pumped it into hardness. Nikki didn't have to do a thing with Ryan's cock. It was already stiff as steel.
Jodie tried another approach. Rolling Kirk onto his back, she knelt beside him, dipped her head down low, and started licking his prick. The kid groaned excitedly as she lashed her hot little tongue all over his naked cock. Before her hungry eyes, she watched his prick balloon into a thick rigid column of flesh.
Nikki shivered with pleasure as Ryan slipped a hand between her thighs and started fooling around with her pussy, stimulating it expertly with his fingers. She creamed all over his hand and wriggled her hips in a helpless fucking motion. No way could she hide the lust she felt for this attractive kid.
Then everybody's attention was riveted as Shelly said huskily to Brock, "Wanta do sixty-nine, honey?"
"I like doing anything with you, Shelly," he answered.
Shelly grinned and rolled him onto his back. His eager young cock stood up stiff and drooling and ready for fun. She crouched over him in the other direction, poising her greedy mouth right over the fat purple head of his prick. Her steaming pussy was within an inch of his tongue.
Then he groaned as her hot little tongue contacted his sensitive cockhead. Shelly expertly lashed her tongue around and around the engorged knob of flesh, leaving it glistening with her hot spit. Brock just lay there enjoying it for awhile, but the sight of her rosy golden-fringed pussy-slit triggered him into action.
"Mmmmmm, baby, yessss," Shelly hissed as he started licking her cunt.
"Want me to do that to you, Jodie?" Kirk asked eagerly.
Jodie shivered with uncontrollable excitement. "Oh, yes, honey, I'd love that."
Nikki was gawking at her son. "Kirk, where in the world did you learn to give head?" she demanded.
"Shelly taught me," he said proudly. "She says I do a real good job of it."
"Yeah, Shelly taught us everything we know," Brock added.
"Thanks, Shelly," Nikki laughed. "I was wondering how the kids knew so much about sex."
"My pleasure," Shelly grinned.
Then she slid her lips down around Brock's stiff-standing cock and started sucking it loudly and hungrily. Brock almost flew off the rug. He groaned, turned red, and shivered with pleasure as the slim blonde expertly sucked his prick.
"Oh, yeah, Shelly, that feels great!" he cried.
Shelly didn't answer. She had a mouthful of cock and she wasn't about to let it go. Her blonde hair flew as her head bobbed up and down over Brock's rigid hard-on. Brock sizzled with horniness. He made his tongue long and stiff, and he thrust it hard into Shelly's inviting juicy cunt.
"Unnnnhhhh, mmmmm!" she moaned.
The others watched lustily as the two went at each other. Shelly was zipping her lips up and down Brock's hard cock, sucking up his tasty fuck-cream, and Brock was hammering his stiff tongue of her cunt and gobbling her tangy juices. They were making obscene wet sucking and slurping noises, and that excited the other couples.
Kirk pushed Jodie's hot thighs wide-apart and crawled between them. He went belly-down between her legs and shoved his face right into her smoking pussy-slit. The pretty redhead wailed with delight as he started licking her supersensitive cunt-gash.
"Oh, yeah, honey, eat me!" she moaned. "God, I love that!"
Nikki and Ryan watched the other couples and felt their lust reaching the boiling point.
"Ryan, fuck me!" Nikki panted. "I've just gotta have it."
"You and me both," Ryan said hoarsely.
Nikki wanted to fuck, but she also wanted to go on watching the other couples. That was half the fun. So she got into the doggie position, facing the action, figuring that that way she and Ryan would see everything. He dropped to his knees behind her and crammed his swollen throbbing teenage cock into her hot and slippery little cunt.
"Oh, yeah, honey, stick it in me!" Nikki wailed. "Give me every inch of it!"
Ryan didn't really need to be coached. Snorting with excitement, he shoved his cock into her as far as it would go, cramming her full of it and butting up against her womb. Nikki soaked his prick with a huge sizzling burst of cream. He grasped her trim hips and started fucking her lustily, his belly slapping her ass.
"Yes, baby, yessssss!" she hissed.
The petite brunette groaned with pleasure each time the boy crammed his cock to her fiery-hot depths. It was just the kind of stiff tirelss fucking she craved. But great as it was, she didn't lose track of what was going on around her. She watched the other couples with wicked excitement.
Shelly and Brock were still in the sixty-nine position, going at each other like they were starved for each other's fuck-juices. Shelly was pistoning her hot juicy lips up and down Brock's hard fucker, and he was reaming out her tasty pussy-hole with his stiff tongue.
Neither of them could talk, of course, but their muffled groans and moans let everybody know how aroused they were. They went at each other faster and faster, matching each other's hard horny rhythm. That got Nikki so excited, she was practically coming. Maybe she was a little kinky, but she sure loved watching other people get it on.
Then she was distracted by hoarse wails of ecstasy from Jodie as Kirk's deep-driving tongues brought the horny redhead to climax. Jodie was arching her body, taking his tongue as deep as she could get it, and suddenly she began to claw the rug and convulse, her luscious big tits shaking.
"Unnnnhhh, yeah, you're making me come, honey, unnnhhhhh!" she howled.
Again Nikki almost went over the edge into a body-rocking orgasm. But she didn't let it happen, because she was having too much fun. She wanted to go and on taking Ryan's steel-stiff hammering cock. She soaked his pistoning fucker with rush after rush of molten cream.
"Oh, God, Ryan, fuck me harder!" she moaned. "Give it to me as hard as you can!"
Ryan grinned blissfully and went into high gear, fucking her so hard that she had to dig her fingers into the rug to keep from being knocked over. But Nikki loved it. She craved a really hard complete fucking to make up for so many months of sexual starvation.
"Oooooh, shit, ooooh, yesssss!" she squealed.
Dizzily she noticed that she'd become the center of attention. Brock and Shelly were watching her as they sucked and tongued each other, and Jodie and Kirk were taking a breather and getting off on the show. That didn't bother Nikki one bit. in fact, it just aroused her all the more.
It aroused her so much that she started coming.
"Ohhhhh, shit, whaahhhhh!" she wailed. "Ohhhhh, God, Ryan, you're making me come!"
Her hot little cunt went into hard sucking spasms around the boy's cock, and Ryan bellowed, "Take my come, Nikki, take it, aaagggghhhh!"
The others watched with hot excitement as Ryan jetted his steaming load into Nikki's cunt and she wailed and clawed the rug. Jodie got so aroused that she pushed Kirk onto his back and ducked down and sucked his whole stiff cock into her mouth. Kirk yelped with delight as the big-titted redhead started sucking him off.
"Yeah, go for it, Jodie, suck!" he cried.
It was great getting a hot hungry blow-job from Jodie, and it was equally exciting to watch his pretty mom wailing and bucking as she took Ryan's hammering, jetting cock. The sight made Kirk so aroused that in just a few seconds he was feeding Jodie an enormous boiling load of come.
"Eat it, Jodie, unnngghhhh!" he howled.
The excitement was catching. Shelly gave a muffled moan of ecstasy as Brock's deep-spearing tongue brought her to climax. She sucked like crazy on his prick as she came, and
Ryan yelled and started boiling his load into her throat. All over the room people were moaning and coming.
Moments later, as they rested and caught their breath, Nikki laughed and said, "Wow, I'm sure glad we invited ourselves to this party."
"Me, too," Jodie said. "It sure beats sitting at home feeling horny."
"That's the whole idea, girls," Shelly said with a grin. "I was gonna suggest it to you. I mean, with our husbands on the road all the time, why suffer? I don't see anything wrong with us having a little fun."
"Just as long as you include us in," Ryan said.
"Boys, we'd never leave you out," Nikki said. "Gosh, I don't know what we'd do without you."
"Yeah, you guys really saved our sanity," Jodie said.
"Hey, anytime you want your sanity saved, just call on us," Kirk laughed.
"Yeah, we're always ready to help," Brock leered.
Then he crawled lover to Jodie and drew her down on the rug and started kissing her. Kirk made the same move toward Nikki, and Ryan headed for Shelly. The boys knew there was nothing quite as exciting as making it with their own pretty moms.
The feeling was mutual. Nikki loved making it with the other kids, but nothing quite matched the wicked thrill of getting it on with her own son. As Kirk drew her into his arms, she felt her lust boiling up again. She returned his sexy kiss, darting her hot little tongue into his mouth.
Kissing and pawing satisfied the lusty mothers and sons only for a little while. Then they wanted to get down to serious business. Three rock-hard cocks were ready and waiting for three very horny housewives.
Jodie rolled onto her back, bent her knees, and spread her legs wide for Brock. With a lusty growl the boy mounted her and wedged the swollen head of his cock into her juice-slick cunt. She wailed with delight and clawed the rug as he pushed into her.
"Unnnnhhhh, yes, honey, stick that big thing into me," she whimpered, "fuck me good."
Nikki moaned with excitement as she watched, but she wasn't content just to watch the others. She eased Kirk onto his back and threw a leg over him, straddling his belly. She wriggled around till she'd popped his hard cock ead into the dripping fur-fringed mouth of her cunt. Then she slid down his stiff prick with a squeal of lust. "Oooooh, yesssss!" she cried. "Yeah, do it, Mom, unnnnhhhh!" Kirk groaned.
Naturally, Shelly and Ryan weren't going to be passive spectators. Shelly dropped to her hands and knees, and Ryan knelt behind her and crammed his thick cock into her boiling slippery pussy. The slim blonde gurgled with pleasure as he penetrated to her fiery depths.
"Fuck me, honey," she moaned, "fuck me till I can't take any more!"
Shelly's lusty command aroused hell out of the whole crowd and they started fucking at each other like it was going to be outlawed. Nikki rode Kirk's pistoning cock like it was a bucking bronco. She loved the deep hard thrusts. Her curvy little body bounced to her son's hard rhythm, her luscious ripe tits bouncing.
"Ohhhhhhh, honey, you're fucking me so damned good!" she moaned.
Jodie had wrapped her legs around Brock's humping back, taking his pile-driving teenage cock as deep as she could get it. Her pretty face was contorted with lust, and she closed her eyes tightly, forgetting everything but the intense pleasure she was feeling.
"Unnnnhhh, honey, fuck me hard," she sobbed, "fuck me as hard as you can!"
Shelly crouched there as Ryan fucked her doggy-style, watching the others. She was really happy with the way this party had turned out. At one time she'd wanted to hog all the young studs in the neighborhood, but now she saw that she could have a lot more fun if Jodie and Nikki joined in.
There were a whole lot of kinky adventures ahead of them, Shelly knew. Just thinking about it got her so excited that she soaked Ryan's hammering cock with a huge burst of cream. The excited kid felt it and fucked her all the harder.
"That's it, Son, really give it to me!" she panted. "Fuck the living shit out of me!"
It wasn't long before everybody in the room was yelling and coming. Nikki started it off with a wail of ecstasy, and that seemed to set everybody else off. There were so many people getting off, Nikki expected the house to shake.
"Ohhhh, shit, yesss, whahhhhhh!" she wailed.
It was hard to believe that just a couple of days ago she'd been starved for sex and still inhibited by her old-fashioned ideas. She'd felt it wasn't right to cheat on her husband. Now that she'd done it, and with their own son, she wasn't sorry. She'd never be frustrated and lonely again.
Not only did she have her handsome teenage son to take care of her needs, she had Shelly and Jodie and their sons, too. It sure beat being a horny housewife!