Outwardly, suburbia maintains the straitlaced middle-class look that belies the social ferment behind closed doors.
There is the secret use of drugs, fed by the marijuana syndrome. There is the river of alcohol flooding from door to door under the euphemism of social drinking. Then, of course, inevitably, there is the advent of incest. All in the spirit of good, clean fun ... but where does the fun stop and the degradation begin? When one excess leads to another--and another--to what?
This is the story of a mother and her young son in one neighborhood in one city, Anywhere, U.S.A. It is startling as a mirror of a way of life behind closed doors. No facade. No regrets. Indeed, to them incest becomes the norm.
And outside their lives go on. The day-to-day routine of the housewife, school and friends.
MOM'S INCEST URGES--a novel of fiction for entertainment. A page of our restless society as food for serious thought.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Diane watched Dick, and Dick was watching Fancy.
Fancy was about ten paces ahead of them, her long legs scissoring in slow motion, the short skirt swinging back and forth teasingly.
Diane could not blame Dick's obvious interest in the girl. Even she, Diane was quick to admit, was interested in Fancy. Fancy was an exquisite creature. She was very young, and although that was part of the appeal, there was much more to it than youth.
Fancy was one of those very rare honey blondes that radiated pure innocence. Her blue eyes twinkled with merriment at everything around her, yet sparkled with playful mischief, too. Those blue eyes would flash brightly when Fancy was thinking up some devilment, broadcasting her intentions to those that could tell.
Usually her golden hair was worn in twin ponytails, but today she had one long tail. Ponytails had not been fashionable for years, but Fancy was the type that looked downright edible in them. It added to her youthful beauty. Standing just five-feet tall, her little titties swelling out, not yet a handful, a small waist and slim, but sweetly rounded ass, and those very long legs, created a mouthwatering, intensely desirable young girl. She was the kind that made men lick their lips and dream of wild, lewd, perverse pleasures. The simple pleasure of looking at Fancy gave those men terrific hard-ons and a dull, yearning ache in their balls.
Fancy was so sweetly innocent that she was erotic.
Few people knew Fancy had a mind that went with that innocent eroticism. She was very interested in sex and anything that had anything to do with it.
Diane suspected this, but didn't know for sure. There was something about the young girl, the way those eyes flashed, her total unconcern of exposing her panties in those short dresses. If Fancy had been a few years younger, she could have gotten away with it, but not at her age.
Neither Diane nor her son, Dick, had known the girl long, perhaps two or three months. She had come out of nowhere, moving into the home next door. Diane knew nothing about her mother and father, except they weren't too friendly. Fancy and Dick became friends. Dick had shown no interest in girls as sexual playmates, but the sudden change Diane saw in him told her Fancy was changing that.
Fancy was changing a great deal of things.
Three days after moving in, Fancy had taken Dick into the garage and showed him how much fun a boy and a girl could have naked. In fact, she'd fucked him, and kept on fucking him almost every day. Diane did not know this, but even if she had, it was doubtful it would have bothered her. Fancy had an effect on Diane, too.
They had been shopping in the plaza a few blocks away and Fancy had gone with them. Her sunny disposition drew the smiles of everyone, and she seemed to enjoy walking ahead of Diane and Dick. Seeing those golden thighs and the bouncing skirt, Diane sensed Fancy knew what she was doing to Dick, and yes, to Diane.
The day was warm, and Diane was sweating lightly, but Dick was soaking. Fancy didn't seem to sweat at all. Watching the little girl, Diane felt a strange desire to touch that creamy flesh, to stroke it, feel it. She had felt this desire before, but shrugged it off. She had never in her life been drawn to another girl, yet, the more she was around Fancy, the more this urge troubled her.
As they approached the house, Fancy broke into a skip, her ponytail flouncing and her skirt swinging wildly. Fancy skipped up to the front door and waited, facing Diane and Dick, an enormous smile on her exquisitely pretty face.
The house was cool inside, and Dick announced he was going to take a shower. Diane entered her bedroom to put away the new panty hose she had bought. When she closed the drawer and turned, Fancy was there.
Before Diane could react, Fancy had wrapped her arms about Diane, pressing her young face against the swell of Diane's tits. A shiver ran through Diane, but she returned the girl's hug. As her arms went about Fancy's waist, she gasped.
Fancy had slipped her hands down and was squeezing Diane's ass. Diane felt a rippling response between her thighs as Fancy dug those small hands into her ass. A low mewl drifted from Fancy, and Diane felt the girl's sharp, firm little titties beneath her own.
Then she felt Fancy lift her skirt in back.
For a very short moment, Diane almost stepped away. But Fancy's fingers were suddenly on the backs of her thighs, siding upward, beneath her skirt. A moan came from Diane, and then Fancy was cupping her ass again, this time with only the flimsy bikini panties separating those suddenly hot little hands from the flesh of her ass.
"Fancy, what are--"
"I wanna touch you, Diane," the soft, whispery voice cut her off. "I wanna feel you."
Diane stood on shaking legs, unable to move, frozen as Fancy ran her hands about the thin covering of her panties. It was an erotic thing, having Fancy feel of her ass this way, and Diane could not break from it. She felt as if she were caught in a spell of some kind. Even as Fancy pulled her panties into the crack of her ass, fondling the naked skin there, Diane could not pull away. She held that sweet blonde head against her tits, her cunt throbbing, fiery with wetness. Diane loved the softness of those young hands on her naked ass, the slow and teasing way Fancy felt of her asscheeks, dragging a finger along the crack, then down the backs of her thighs again.
"Fancy, you shouldn't be touching me this way," Diane said, her voice very low and husky. "It isn't--"
"You feel good, Diane," Fancy cut her off once more with that exciting young voice. "You're very smooth and warm. Hot."
Diane's cunt was boiling now, seeping until the crotch of her panties was soaked. She twisted her ass, mindlessly encouraging Fancy to keep feeling her. Somehow it seemed natural, right, to let Fancy feel of her this way, her asscheeks exposed to those eager little hands.
Then Fancy moved one hand under Diane's skirt. A shiver rippled through Diane as a light finger moved along the slight bulge of her cunt, then pressed against the thick curls beneath her panties. She knew where Fancy was going to touch her next, and her breath seemed to be a knot in her throat. She was waiting for the girl to touch her cunt, and Fancy did not disappoint her.
Diane gasped as the small hand moved between her thighs and briefly cupped her pussy, then began to rub slowly back and forth.
"Ohhh, my God!" Diane moaned as an orgasm burst within her cunt.
Fancy gurgled and pressed her palm harder against Diane's cunt, and the convulsions increased with power.
"You came," Fancy whispered, delighted. "I made you come, Diane!"
"Oh, my God!"
The hand moved again, rubbing lightly. Diane trembled as her legs shook. There was a burning hunger between her thighs that was unlike anything she had ever felt. Her tits seemed swollen against that sweet face, and the lips of her cunt throbbed.
Fancy drew her hands up now and opened the buttons of Diane's blouse. Again Diane wanted to stop her, but the words got lost in her mind. All she could do was stand there, trembling with anticipation as the girl opened her blouse. Diane was wearing a strapless bra, and the hook between the cups was easily released by Fancy.
"Ooo, they're beautiful, Diane," she heard the little girl murmur. "You have beautiful titties."
The two hot hands closed about her tits, massaging and squeezing gently, Diane's nipples burning into Fancy's palms. But Fancy was not satisfied. She wrapped her small hands about one tit, making the nipple jut outward, and her small, wet tongue flicked over it. Diane moaned again as the hot, almost liquid, ecstasy bubbled inside her body.
Fancy made low mewling sounds as she swirled her tongue about the sensitive, rubbery nipple. Leaving a fiery, moist trail on Diane's flesh, Fancy opened her hot lips and pulled the nipple between them. When she began to suck hungrily, Diane's eyes closed as hot pleasure rippled about her flesh.
Fancy, it seemed to Diane, spent hours sucking at her tits, feeling them, twisting and pulling on her nipples. Yet, in reality it had only been a minute or so. Diane placed her hands on Fancy's shoulders, her fingers digging in as the girl sucked hotly, her wet mouth searing the woman's nipples.
Fancy drew back, gazing at Diane's exposed tits, her blue eyes gleaming with liquid heat. Her small hands moved along Diane's hips, then inched her skirt up again. As she pulled the skirt upward, Fancy slowly went to her knees in front of Diane. Diane's hands still rested on Fancy's shoulders, but she could hardly believe what was happening!
It was too fast, too sudden. And yet, somehow, Diane had been expecting it.
With a small hand holding Diane's skirt up past her waist, Fancy was making soft sounds of delight. She ran her hand over the flat skin above Diane's panties, then down to crush the shadowed outline of her cunt hair. Hooking a finger into the crotch of Diane's panties, Fancy pulled them wide, exposing the woman's hairy cunt.
Diane felt her legs spreading, and she began to arch her hips forward. She could not resist it, resist Fancy.
Looking down, Diane watched that lovely, sweet, ever-so-innocent face, watched Fancy purse her lips and plant a moist kiss into the thick curls of her cunt hair. Fancy's blue eyes twinkled up at Diane as she slipped her hand around Diane's hips and cupped the cheek of her ass. Although Diane did not realize it, her own elbows were holding her skirt high. A small tongue flicked from Fancy's mouth and probed hotly at Diane's swollen clitoris.
"Ohhh!" Diane moaned. "Oh, God!"
She was standing now with her feet apart and her knees bent, arching her cunt forward. Fancy turned her head up, and pressed her mouth into Diane's cunt. Diane's mind reeled with sudden, perverse ecstasy as Fancy kissed the wet, puffy lips of her cunt, then thrust her tongue between them, penetrating Diane's pussy with surprising depth. The tongue darted in and out, fucking swiftly a few times. Diane felt another orgasm swelling inside her and she grabbed the back of Fancy's head, pulling that sweet face tight into her bubbling cunt, moaning loudly.
When Fancy began to lick and suck on her distended clitoris, Diane could not help but grind her seeping cunt into that precious, hungry mouth. She clutched the back of Fancy's head tightly, writhing her cunt about, looking down at the glowing eyes of the girl. The hairs of Diane's cunt were thick and long, completely surrounding Fancy's pretty face. The heat of the little girl's lips sucking at her inflamed clitoris and the wetness of that eager tongue sent Diane into a shattering orgasm once again. She closed her thighs about the young face, her hips jerking back and forth, practically fucking Fancy's ramming tongue.
"Oooo ... ohhhh!" Diane groaned, her eyes squeezed tight as she came.
"Mmmmm!" mumbled Fancy, her tongue swiftly licking at the juices oozing from Diane's cunt.
As soon as she finished coming, Diane stepped back and fell across her bed, her skirt at her waist and her firm tits standing up. She felt Fancy spreading her knees, making sure the crotch of her panties remained to one side, showing her pussy. Diane waited for more, wanting that sweet tongue up her cunt, those hot lips sucking her clitoris.
She lay with her eyes closed, legs spread wide, tits and pussy revealed sexily. Diane failed to see her son peek around the door, his eyes wide and bright with passion.
CHAPTER TWO
Diane did not know that Dick and Fancy had planned it.
She did not know it had all been Fancy's idea, that it was Fancy who had urged Dick to look at his mother's naked body.
Fancy had, after fucking Dick for a month, begun talking to him about fucking, teaching him, leading him. When she suggested how much fun it would be if he could see his mother's cunt and tits, he became as excited as Fancy wanted him to be.
Fancy had had no idea how she could accomplish this, but she had confidence in her erotic mind. She had not given any thought to sucking Diane's cunt as she and Dick had first talked about it. In fact, Fancy had never even sucked a cunt before. She had, however, had her own little cunt sucked by a man--and his wife--in the last place she had lived.
That was the reason they had moved. Fancy had told Dick all about it. The man and his wife were in their early thirties, without children of their own and, like most people, had been drawn to Fancy. She had let the man fuck her, and then, when she saw the woman had a hunger for her, she had let her suck her pussy. Thereafter, the man and woman would take Fancy into their house and take turns fondling and kissing Fancy's exquisite body, or work on her together.
She admitted to being fucked first by the man. But the man wasn't interested in fucking. He had a definite fascination with her cunt, as did his wife. Although the man fucked her occasionally, he and his wife spent most of their time with their tongues up her tight little pussy.
That had been Fancy's initiation to sex and it had served to increase the erotic thoughts in her young mind.
Dick, of course, was excited by everything Fancy told him. Being a young boy with growing sexual hungers, Dick and Fancy complemented each other. Both were insatiable and fucked each day, usually in one of their garages. A few times they managed to fuck in Dick's room, with Diane in the house but ignorant of what was going on.
When Fancy talked to Dick about peeking at his mother, he became excited. But when Fancy told him she didn't know how it could be accomplished, he felt let down. They talked and discussed and discarded various means by which he could get a look at his mother's cunt.
Then, while Diane shopped, Fancy told Dick what she was going to try. She had not mentioned she would suck Diane's cunt, however, because she had not thought about that at the time. The plan was for Fancy to urge Diane to take a shower or bath, and then have Dick peek in.
So, when Dick peeked into his mother's bedroom and saw her spread out, her lovely tits rising and falling, nipples hard, and her bushy cunt open, he did not know Fancy had just tongue-fucked her. He was extremely excited to see his mother's hairy cunt showing as he looked around the door, and his cock swelled inside his pants. Fancy grinned at him, tracing her fingers up and down Diane's thigh, then gently rubbing at her cunt. Dick came very close to coming in his pants as he watched Fancy feeling his mother's cunt this way.
Diane lay back, her hips writhing gently as Fancy played with her cunt, never knowing her son was watching. She spread her legs even more, lifting her ass up when Fancy dragged her fingers up and down the hot, wet slit of her pussy.
Fancy slipped to her knees and began to lick lightly along the soft inner flesh of Diane's thighs. Dick's cock became even harder as he watched.
Fancy glanced at him with her wickedly gleaming eyes, then ran her tongue about Diane's clitoris. Diane lifted her legs and spread them, trying to press her hairy, wet cunt into Fancy's young face again.
But Fancy gave Diane's cunt a quick kiss, then stood up. "Dick might wonder why it's taking us so long in here, Diane," she said.
"Please, Fancy," Diane moaned with lust. "Lick me! You've made me so hot ... please lick my pussy!"
Dick choked as he heard his mother pleading. He then left quickly because Fancy had turned away from Diane and he was afraid his mother would see him.
When Fancy joined Dick in the living room, she plopped down beside him on the couch, her skirt swirling high on her long, creamy thighs. Leaning over, she whispered, "Did you see your mother's cunt, Dick?"
He nodded quickly, watching the hall door for his mother. His cock was straining inside his pants.
Fancy ran her hot little palm over his prick, pressing down. Dick groaned and started to cup her small tits. But Fancy pushed his hand away. "Not yet," she whispered. "Wait a while."
But Dick was excited, and his hands went all over the pretty girl. Fancy giggled and kept shoving his hands off her body. When Diane walked in, she noticed her son was trying to feel beneath Fancy's skirt, but it failed to register on her mind. She was still intensely aroused, her cunt pulsating wetly. She walked past them and into the kitchen.
Dick had quickly jerked his hand off of Fancy's thigh and sat with a flush on his young face. Fancy giggled and followed Diane into the kitchen. She stepped up close behind Diane and wrapped her arms around the woman's waist, hugging her tightly. Diane arched her ass and twisted it, moaning softly.
"Fancy, you left me so hot," Diane said in a low voice. "You made me so damned ready, and then left."
"We don't want Dick to know about this, do we?" Fancy whispered, darting her wicked little tongue against Diane's ear, licking it as she squeezed the spongy tits.
"God, no!" Diane whimpered, feeling that shooting pleasure dart from her tits to her cunt.
"Then we've got to be careful," Fancy murmured, running her tongue slowly about Diane's ear and neck, her fingers rubbing Diane's firm tits, pinching the nipples. "If we're not, he might catch us."
The way Diane was feeling right now, with the heat bubbling through her cunt and Fancy caressing her tits, the idea of her son catching them wasn't very important. It was very hard to resist Fancy.
Abruptly those amazing little hands were gone from her tits, sliding down her hips and along her thighs. Fancy quickly squatted, shoving Diane's skirt to her waist and holding Diane's hips. She lapped her tongue about the naked half moons of Diane's ass and almost made Diane come. Then her skirt was flipped down again and Fancy giggled lewdly. She reached around and pressed Diane's cunt quickly, then left to join Dick.
Diane was very shook up. She just had to get out of the house. She left by the back door, slamming it.
As soon as his mother had slammed the door, Dick grabbed Fancy again. This time Fancy did not try to stop him. She giggled and jerked the fly of his pants open, releasing his throbbing cock.
"Ooo, look at that!" Fancy mewled. "Your cock is so hard! I wonder if it's me that makes you hard, or because you saw your mother's cunt."
Dick didn't reply. He was much too busy feeling between Fancy's slim, smooth thighs. The inner surfaces of her thighs were very soft and smooth, with just a hint of baby fat. Dick loved to stroke Fancy up near her pussy. The flesh felt wonderful against his hand.
Fancy pumped on Dick's cock, gurgling excitedly. She held his prick tightly as she spread her knees wide, giving Dick room to run his hand straight to her pussy. He pressed into her crotch, feeling the moist heat of her sweet little cunt.
"I'll take my panties off for you," Fancy whispered as she jerked her skirt to her waist.
In a quick motion, she stripped her tight panties away. Dick stared at her. No matter how many times he saw her cunt, he was always struck by the beauty of it. The lips were finely swollen, puffy with those golden curls along each side and quite thick above her clitoris. Fancy's cunt was about the hairiest he had ever seen, except for his mother's. She seemed too young to have all that hair, but it was an added attraction, making Fancy even more tantalizing.
Dick moved his finger up and down the fiery little cunt slit. Fancy wiggled her small ass and made cooing sounds, clinging to his cock tightly.
"Lick me," Fancy murmured in her hot, whispery voice. "Lick my pussy, Dick."
For a moment he was taken aback. She had never asked him to do this before! He looked between her thighs and could see the tip of her clitoris protruding slightly. The lips of Fancy's cunt remained together, but there was wetness along the slit.
"Don't you wanna taste it, Dick?" Fancy asked in a soft, pleading voice. "You'd like it. Go on, taste my cunt."
She pulled at his arm, urging him on. She wiggled and arched her hips, enticing the boy. She also kept pumping on his cock, holding it tightly and moving her fist slowly.
Still Dick was hesitating.
"If you'll lick my pussy just once," she urged, "then I'll lick your cock. Want me to lick your cock, Dick?"
He had heard about the pleasure a guy got when a girl sucked his cock and he wanted it. He looked at her cunt, and it seemed closer to his face. His hand rested along the baby fat of her thigh, one finger gently touching the golden hairs of her pussy.
Then, before Dick knew it, Fancy had grabbed his head and shoved his face into her cunt. For a moment he was so surprised that he did nothing. The wet heat of her cunt was against his mouth, smearing his lips. Fancy, holding the back of his head, was moving her cunt up and down, rubbing it about his mouth.
"Kiss it, Dick," she said. "Lick it just once and I'll turn you loose. Come on, lick my cunt one time, Dick!"
There wasn't anything else he could do. Dick slipped his tonguetip against those wet cunt lips. Before he knew it, his tongue was going deeper, the slippery juices of her pussy coating it. His nose was pressed into the golden curls and he could hardly breathe. Opening his mouth to draw in air, he found instead he got a mouthful of hot, wet cunt.
"Lick me!" Fancy mewled, holding his head tightly between her thighs. "Lick my cunt, Dick! Golly, your tongue is really deep in me now! Come on, lick it for me!"
With his tongue inside her fiery little cunt, there was nothing much he could do. Dick experimentally worked his tongue back and forth. Fancy's cunt felt tight and hot around it, his open lips pressing into her crotch.
"Oooo, good!" Fancy squealed, grinding her pussy up and down. She lifted her slender legs and draped them over Dick's shoulders, the heat of her inner thighs tight against his face. "Shove it in me, Dick! Ohhh, golly, it feels like your cock is fucking me!"
Dick kept his tongue darting back and forth, plunging it in and out of her scalding little cunt, not knowing what else to do. At least he could breathe easier, although his nose was still tickled by those soft, golden cunt hairs. He thrust his tongue in and out, and it seemed to excite and please Fancy. His balls felt very tight, and he wished Fancy would jack him again. But Fancy had both her hands on the back of his head, her thighs tight on his face, and she was squirming and grinding her succulent little cunt hard into his face.
Now knowing what to do with his hands, Dick gripped her curvy little ass beneath his chin. Without realizing it, he was holding her bubbling sweet cunt into his mouth. His tongue felt as if it were being sucked by her sugary, wet cunt. It was not an unpleasant sensation to him, and the more he fucked her with his tongue, the more he tasted those sugary juices.
"Ooo, you do it good, Dick," she whimpered. "You use your tongue good on me! Make it go deep ... as deep as you can!"
Dick tried to thrust his tongue in deep, and had to open his lips even more. Now he wiggled his tongue inside her slippery cunt, making Fancy squeal with delight. Then, somehow, he had her swollen little clitoris between his lips and was sucking on it. He sucked hard on her clit, and suddenly Fancy arched her cunt against his mouth and began to grind frantically.
"You're making me come, Dick!" she yelped. "Oooo, you're sure making me come!"
Dick sucked and sucked on her spasming clitoris, his fingers digging into her rounded little ass, holding her. His eyes closed and his cock felt as if it was about to squirt all over the place.
With an effort, he jerked his face from between Fancy's thighs, and with a single thrust, rammed his cock into her cunt.
"Ooo, fuck me now!" Fancy gurgled, arching her cunt up to meet his cock. "Fuck my pussy! Fuck my cunt ... fuck me good and hard, the way I like it best!"
She drew her knees back to her shoulders, arching her round little ass high. Dick was standing up. He shoved at the backs of her thighs, his hands in the crook of her knees, plunging his cock furiously into the tight heat of her cunt.
Fancy closed her eyes, whimpering in delight as her pussy closed and relaxed about Dick's cock. She was still climaxing, her pussy gripping his cock as he fucked her wildly.
His balls, very tight at the base of his cock, felt about to explode. Dick was grunting as he lunged his cock in and out. Fancy's cries of ecstasy mingled with his moans, and her little ass whipped up and down. There was a moist, slapping sound as Dick rammed his cock up and down. Fancy's cunt seemed to be scalding his cock, clasping it tighter than before. It was so tight he had trouble fucking her.
Fancy was sobbing with joy, mumbling for Dick to fuck her harder and deeper. Her voice, although penetrating the haze of his passion, failed to make him fuck faster. The friction of her cunt against his cock was making Dick moan almost painfully. Fancy arched her sweet cunt as high as she could, twisting her rounded ass in tight circles.
"I'm gonna ... I'm gonna come!" Dick shouted, ramming his cock in deep, his body going stiff. "I'm gonna come, Fancy!"
Fancy squealed as Dick's cock spurted, sending thick come juice far into her hungry little pussy. The come juice splashed about the velvety walls of her sugary pussy, flooding it until the thick come juice seeped past her clinging cunt lips and dripped to the crack of her ass.
Dick slumped to one side, exhausted from the fury of his fucking. Fancy lowered her ass to the couch, her small titties heaving up and down. Her cunt pulsated deliciously. Pussy juice was still smeared about Dick's face, his lips glistened. His cock, as wet as his face, seemed to keep on throbbing, his balls not as tight now.
Fancy ran her hand down Dick's quivering stomach and fondled his wet cock and then squeezed his balls. "That was fun, wasn't it, Dick?"
He grunted, still panting.
As Fancy fondled his cock, his prick began to swell again, growing hard.
"You promised," he said.
"Promised what?"
"You said you'd lick my cock, Fancy."
"I did?" she asked.
"You said if I licked your cunt, then you'd lick me."
"I don't remember promising anything like that," she whispered, smiling. "I would never promise anything like that."
"But you did!" he cried.
"You fucked me," she said, squeezing his balls. "You fucked me and you came. Isn't that good enough, Dick?"
"But you promised!" he pouted.
"Well, if you're sure," Fancy teased. "I don't think I promised that, but if you think I said it, I guess maybe I did promise, sort of."
"Then suck me," he said.
Fancy looked at his cock, her blue eyes glassy, a tiny smile on her lips. She had never even sucked on a cock before, not even with that man where she used to live. She had, though, watched his wife suck his cock. The woman had sucked her husband's cock and made him come off in her mouth. She had urged Fancy to try it, but Fancy had refused. She didn't want to have that big thing in her mouth, and she certainly didn't want it squirting that thick stuff.
Fancy was selfish when it came to pleasure. She wanted people to please her, but sometimes she had to return the pleasure just to get what she wanted.
That was why she had sucked Diane's cunt. And that was only the first step in what Fancy was trying to do. She was very much aware of the affect she had on people, men and women alike.
And she put that to use, for her use.
CHAPTER THREE
Fancy wondered if she was going to have to take that hard cock into her mouth.
She eyed it. Dick was slumped on the couch next to her, his ass almost over the edge, his cock standing up beautifully.
Those times she had been with the man and his wife, she had enjoyed feeling his thick cock in her cunt, and she had loved it when they had both sucked her cunt. She had succeeded in making the couple do what she wanted. She had managed to tease them, to make them think she was going to eat the woman's cunt and suck the man's cock. But the closest she came to it was kissing that hairy pussy and letting the man rub his cock against her face. Gradually they became more insistent that Fancy suck them, but something happened and Fancy's parents moved.
Fancy never did really know why they had moved so suddenly. But, in a way, she was pleased because the husband and wife had been coming down on her strongly each day. Fancy did not realize her mother and father were very much aware of her wild sexual urges. She did not know that the man and woman had attempted to involve her parents sexually, and that was when it all came to an end.
They had been aware of what was happening. But, being weak-willed people, the only solution they could think of was to move, to avoid any unpleasant repercussions of the things she did. Fancy almost ruled her own parents. She could always make her mother and father give in to her.
As lovely as she was with her beautiful, young body and sweet, innocent face, Fancy was a selfish little girl. Everything had to be for her, for her pleasure and to hell with the pleasure of others!
She would do it only if it pleased her. If she could manipulate others into giving her the ecstasy she wanted without her returning it, she would. Fancy seemed to have an inner sense when it came to others' sexuality. She seemed to know which woman, which man--which boy--would be susceptible to her charms.
She had seen immediately that Dick was eager, and then, after she had been fucking him for a while, she decided she wanted Diane involved, too. She had waited and watched until she thought she could move, and she had been right. She had teased Dick into expressing an interest in his mother's body, and had worked on that until Dick would agree to anything Fancy wanted.
And Fancy thought it would be a lot of fun to get Dick and his mother to fuck each other. It was such an erotic, lewd idea, she could hardly wait to try it! She knew her power, her appeal, and as soon as she could, Fancy made her move.
She had two things in her favor--Dick's interest in his mother's body, and Diane's obvious desires. She knew Diane was a divorced, lonely woman, and she had seen certain kinds of magazines about the house that told her Diane was erotic, and that she missed sex.
She knew she had promised Dick she would lick his cock. She had promised so he would lick her cunt and make her come. But Fancy had no intention of keeping that promise. Yet she sensed she had to do something. She had plans for him and his mother, and they excited her tremendously. She wondered if she and her delicious little body could actually induce a mother and son to fuck each other as she watched them.
She looked at Dick's cock again. It shouldn't be much different than tasting Diane's cunt, she thought. She could lick it once or twice, maybe take just the head into her mouth and suck it quickly. If she could excite Dick enough with her tongue and mouth, maybe he would want to fuck her again instead.
"You sure I promised, Dick?" she asked in a low voice. "Are you really sure I said I would lick your cock?"
He nodded eagerly.
"Well, maybe just one quick lick," she said.
Fancy lowered her face toward his prick. She placed her small hands on his hips, ready to prevent him from driving his cock into her mouth. She had clasped her thighs about his face before he knew what she was doing, but she wasn't going to let him play the same trick on her.
She pursed her small lips and kissed the shaft of his cock. The heat wasn't bad on her lips, and she snaked her wet little tongue out and licked up and down the shaft. She felt it throbbing and then Dick's hand was at the back of her head.
Immediately Fancy yanked her face up and away from his prick. "Don't do that, Dick!" she said. "Don't force me to suck it."
She lowered her face again and licked the tip of her tongue across the swollen, smooth prickhead. She felt his cock jerk, and scraped the tip of her tongue across his piss hole, juices smearing her tongue. Fancy pulled away again and, taking his cock in her fist, she began to jack up and down fast.
"Wanna put it in my pussy again, Dick?" she whispered, pumping on his cock with her hot little hand. "Wanna fuck me again?"
By now Dick was so hot he agreed. He forgot about her wet mouth as she swung a leg over his hips and straddled him. He looked down at that golden haired cunt as Fancy slipped the round head of his hard cock into it. The wet heat of her pussy surrounded him again, and he ran his hands up her thighs as she began to settle onto his cock. The golden hair of her cunt mingled with the sparse hair at the base of his prick, and when she wiggled, sliding her pussy back and forth, his cock was buried deep. Dick groaned with pleasure.
"Don't you like my cunt, Dick?" Fancy asked. "I have a real hot and tight cunt, don't I? Do you like to fuck my little pussy, Dick?"
Neither Dick nor Fancy heard the back door open and close as Diane returned. Neither of them saw her as she came to a sudden stop in the doorway.
Diane saw the flashing of Fancy's sweet, naked ass, and then her son's balls. Fancy was sitting astride Dick, facing him. She saw his hands holding her small hips and watched in open-eyed amazement as that cute little ass moved back and forth. She heard what Fancy was saying to her son.
Choking with surprise, Diane froze, unable to move her eyes away. She was fascinated by what she was seeing. The erotic appeal of it sent a ripple of heat into her own cunt.
The way Fancy moved her tight little ass sent shivers up and down Diane's body. The small asscheeks squeezed and flexed, and with her son's balls beneath, Diane could see his hard, throbbing cock as the little girl took it into her fuzzy cunt.
"My cunt is so tight and wet, Dick," she heard the girl saying. "Don't you like my cunt? My cunt can make your cock feel so good, so very good!"
Diane was trembling as she watched, her eyes smoldering with heat that surprised her. She could not make up her mind if her cunt was pulsating because she could see Fancy's sweet little ass bobbing up and down, or if it was because she was watching them fuck. Or maybe it was seeing her son's balls and his cock stretching that pretty pussy.
She wondered why her son wasn't responding to what Fancy was saying. Maybe, she thought, he was enjoying the fuck too much to say anything. She could well imagine what he was feeling.
"You feel so hard in me, Dick," Fancy was mewling. "I just love it when your cock is hard like this. It makes my pussy so wet and hot. Mmmm, golly, you go deep, Dick!"
Diane's eyes glazed as she stared at that small ass bouncing up and down now. She could see her son's cock clearly as that succulent cunt rode it.
"Ooo, fuck that hot pussy!" Fancy growled, her sweet ass banging harder and faster. "Golly, golly! I want it so much! I can't get enough ... fucking! Oh, you're gonna make me come, Dick! Oh, yes, your cock is about to make me come!"
Diane saw Fancy's naked ass ramming down very had, her son's balls almost smashing into that hot, tantalizing crack. Fancy shuddered, squealing loudly as her cunt convulsed about Dick's cock. But Fancy didn't rest. As her orgasm finished, she began to bounce gleefully again, whimpering as her cunt stretched about Dick's hard prick. Dick was digging his fingers into her small hips and Diane could hear him grinding his teeth with ecstasy.
Fancy swung her ass up and down, riding Dick's cock with her slippery cunt. She was talking again, and the words sent ripples of shock through Diane.
"You like your mother's cunt, Dick?" Fancy was saying as her small ass bobbed. "Did you like seeing your mother's cunt? It's a hairy pussy, isn't it? She was so wet ... so very wet! I bet you'd like to stick your cock in your mother's cunt and fuck her, wouldn't you, Dick? Wouldn't you just love to fuck your mother?"
Diane's breath felt like a hot ball in her throat. Through the excitement she was feeling, watching them fucking, she understood what Fancy was saying. Her son had seen her, seen her on the bed with her legs out wide--Dick had seen her cunt! But, Diane thought with horror, he had also seen Fancy touching her.
What did he think? Diane's mind raced. What does Dick think of me? Am I horrible, wicked? Is that what he thinks?
"Ohh, I bet you'd come and come and come if you had your cock in your mother's hairy cunt," Fancy was saying. "I bet you'd love to feel her hot, wet, hairy cunt fucking your cock this way, right now. I bet you'd rather be fucking your mother's pussy than mine, wouldn't you, Dick?"
Diane could hardly believe what she was hearing! Yet, it aroused her, too. It was a combination of horror and ecstasy, and she couldn't understand it. Fancy was drawing a very erotic mental picture for Dick while they fucked.
"Wanna fuck your mother, Dick?" Fancy gurgled as her ass bounced up and down. "Don't you wanna put your cock in your mother's cunt and fuck it?"
Diane heard a grunt from her son, but whether it was a reply or a grunt of pleasure, she didn't know. Her fascination continued to grow, though, as she watched that rounded little ass bounce, watched her son's cock being devoured by Fancy's greedy cunt. Despite her horror, Diane could not deny the pleasure of watching them fuck. There were those exciting moist sounds as Fancy's fuzzy cunt rode up and down Dick's beautifully hard cock.
"You gotta come, Dick!" Diane heard Fancy whining in a soft, but intensely, excited voice. "I wanna feel your cock squirt, Dick! You gotta come in my pussy ... fill my hot cunt with your come juice!"
Fancy's creamy ass was bouncing very fast now, and suddenly Dick's cock slipped out. Diane saw, as Fancy shoved down with her hips, her son's cock slide along that hot little pussy crack. There was a sudden gushing of his come juice, splashing on the base of Fancy's spine. Fancy wailed and jerked her ass up, a small hand grasping his cock as she tried to press the spurting prickhead back into her cunt. By the time she had it in her pussy again, her sweet little ass was almost covered with Dick's come juice.
Diane slipped away quietly, her mind in turmoil. Fancy's words burned in her mind, horrifying and exciting her at the same time.
She paced the floor in her bedroom, wringing her hands. Diane knew now that there was more to Fancy than just an erotic little girl. She had a way of involving others in her erotic little games and there was something about her that people found difficult to resist. She herself had not resisted when the little girl had hugged her, cupped her tits, and finally sucked her cunt. She had not resisted. Diane also knew without a doubt that Fancy had worked on Dick's youthful desires and gotten him to peek at her naked pussy.
And the little girl was still working on Dick's mind.
What could she do?
Nothing.
Nothing at all. Dick was as fascinated with the sexy little girl as she was. He was clutched just as tightly in Fancy's hot little hands as she, Diane, seemed to be. If she, a grown woman, could not resist such temptations, she could not expect her son to have any greater strength.
Deep down, Diane knew she didn't want to resist the girl. She wanted to keep it up, wanted to feel those sweet lips between her thighs again, wanted to feel that luscious tongue plunging into her cunt.
After some time, Diane slipped quietly back toward the living room. She peeked around the hall doorway. Dick was on the couch, dressed, and Fancy was gone. Nervously, Diane entered the living room and sat down. She could not look at her son, and she sensed that he, too, felt a bit shy, maybe even embarrassed.
The knowledge that he had seen her cunt, seen her in such a lewd position--with Fancy touching her pussy--made Diane feel like a little girl who had been caught being very naughty.
There was a tension in the room, a heavy feeling Diane could not place. Her son sat very still on the couch, staring, but not seeing, the television across the room. She wondered what Dick was thinking. He didn't know she had watched them fucking, at least she didn't think he knew. But he had seen her, spread out on the bed, legs as wide as they could go, her cunt exposed as Fancy pulled the crotch of her panties to one side. Was Dick thinking of that? Was he seeing her cunt in his mind? Was he excited about it? Did he want to do what Fancy said--fuck his mother?
Dick finally moved. He stood up and stretched, his arms high above his head. Diane could not resist glancing at the front of his pants. His cock was not hard, and Diane shivered when she realized she was disappointed.
She watched him move into the kitchen, her eyes on his ass cheeks. She had never looked at her son this way before, but now she found herself looking at him with erotic intent. She wondered if Dick would enjoy fucking her, wondered what it would be like to have her son's cock inside her cunt, fucking her, thrusting back and forth, squirting that thick sweetness into the satiny depths of her cunt.
What would it feel like?
If Diane had known exactly what Fancy had talked to Dick about, she would probably have been even more excited.
Fancy had started in on Dick about letting his mother see him, see his cock when it was nice and hard. At first Dick had said no, but Fancy, teasing and pleading and promising she would take his cock in her mouth and suck it, had convinced him and Dick had finally given in.
Of course, Fancy had no intention of sucking Dick's cock. It was just one of her ploys. Fancy sensed Diane would want to see her son's cock, especially after she had stroked and felt and maybe sucked her hairy cunt again. She would get Diane so aroused she would want to see everything, fuck anything.
Already Fancy had Diane in her hot little grip. She knew Diane wanted to have her bushy cunt sucked and licked again. Diane, like her son, could not resist Fancy. It was now simply a matter of time before Fancy would have them fucking like fiends while she watched. Fancy wanted to see a son fuck his mother very badly. She was anxious to get them started. Her first step had been to develop Dick's interest in his mother's body. Her next step was to convince Diane.
And that, Fancy was sure, would be easy.
CHAPTER FOUR
It was early afternoon and Diane was spread across her bed, naked except for a robe. But that was opened, revealing her slender, rounded shape.
Sitting at her hip was Fancy.
Fancy was stroking Diane's smooth flesh, caressing her gently. She cupped both of Diane's firm tits and pressed them together, seeing if the nipples would touch. She teased Diane's nipples with her fingertips, leaning down to lick them occasionally. Diane lay still, a shiver making her tremble once in a while.
Fancy was totally naked, her clothing scattered on the floor. She sat with her slim thighs crossed, and Diane was slowly stroking one. Dick, supposedly, was asleep in his room, taking a nap.
Dick seldom took naps, but the door to the bedroom was closed, and Diane had seen that it was locked. She didn't want a repeat of yesterday.
Fancy's naked body was exquisite. Her small tits, hardly a handful, were flawlessly shaped, with sugary pink nipples arching upwards from the creamy mounds. The whiteness of her tits and the narrow strip at her hips contrasted in a delightful way with the golden tan on the rest of her body. The blonde fuzz of her cunt gleamed like gold in the sunlight coming through the window.
Fancy ran her hand slowly down Diane's body, caressing the woman's flat stomach. She ran her finger through the dark curls of Diane's pulsating cunt, barely touching her throbbing clitoris. Then, using two fingers, she parted the moist folds of the hair-fringed cunt. Diane's clitoris rose up and, as Fancy ran a fingertip lightly over it, she almost came.
With her fingers digging into the firm flesh of Fancy's thigh, Diane whimpered with desire as she opened her legs. Fancy giggled lewdly.
"You get hot so fucking fast, Diane!" Fancy said in her soft voice. "All I have to do is look at you and your cunt gets wet."
"I know," Diane moaned softly, lifting her hips. "I can't help it. I don't know why, and I've never done anything like this before."
"Like what?"
"With a girl," Diane said, feeling her face growing warm.
Fancy giggled again as she slowly penetrated Diane's cunt with her finger. Stroking her finger back and forth, she leaned over to peer at the wet way those hairy cunt lips clung to it. Diane's cunt seemed to grip her finger tightly.
"I bet there's a lot of things you'd like to do," Fancy said. "I bet even you don't know some of the things you'd really like to do."
"You're probably right, Fancy," Diane agreed, arching her hips up, her legs spread wide, twisting. "I know I like what you're doing to me now."
"What am I doing to you, Diane?"
Diane knew Fancy wanted to hear the words, and she spoke with a throaty voice. "Finger-fucking me. I like it when you finger-fuck me."
For a brief moment, Fancy darted her stiff finger in and out of Diane's cunt, then she shoved her face down and very lightly licked the tip of Diane's swollen clitoris.
"Ohhh, yes!" Diane mewled.
Fancy sucked at Diane's inflamed clitoris for a moment and then lifted her face. She ran her tongue up the flat, quivering stomach and sucked on Diane's tits for a while. She took Diane's wrist and pulled her hand between her crossed legs, shoving it down and curling the fingers about her own cunt.
"I want you to feel me, Diane," Fancy murmured. "I like being felt up, too."
Fancy's tender little cunt was very hot and wet as Diane cupped it. Rubbing her palm back and forth, her hand quickly became slippery with the girl's juices. Working a finger into Fancy's cunt, Diane thrust it up and down, making Fancy squeal softly. Fancy got to her knees, keeping them wide, writhing her hips as Diane finger-fucked her. She kept her own finger moving in Diane's cunt.
"I bet you'd love to have a cock in there," Fancy murmured. "I bet you really love to fuck, don't you? Wouldn't it be nice to have a big, hard cock here with us--fucking you, then me?"
"Yes," Diane mewled.
Fancy was looking into Diane's passion-contorted face, squeezing one of Diane's tits as she finger-fucked her swiftly.
"A beautiful hard cock instead of my finger," Fancy said. "Fucking you ... fucking this hot, wet, hairy cunt. Then fucking me, and you could watch and I could watch and...."
Diane was abruptly reminded of what she had seen the day before--Fancy's little ass bobbing up and down on her son's cock. The words she had heard exploded in her mind. How she had been set up so Dick could peek at her, see her pussy ... Fancy talking to Dick about fucking her....
But the remembered words were wiped out as an orgasm rippled through her cunt quickly now.
Feeling Diane's cunt convulsing about her finger, Fancy moved quickly. Before Diane knew what the girl was up to, she found herself staring up between those slim thighs, seeing the sweetness of that wet, pink cunt. She knew Fancy was lowering her pussy to her face, and she was unable to prevent what was going to happen.
Diane's hands slid up along the outside of Fancy's smooth legs as that sugary cunt came closer to her mouth. The heat was searing now as Fancy leaned over and drew her knees forward, settling her golden-haired cunt down directly on Diane's mouth.
"Eat me!" Fancy gurgled. "Eat my cunt, Diane! Oooo, lick my pussy. Shove your tongue up my cunt!" Fancy wiggled her tight little ass, squirming her pussy.
Diane's mind was reeling with perverse delight. The sweet taste of Fancy's cunt filled not only her mouth, but her senses as well. Parting her lips wide, she closed them upon the puffy sweetness of Fancy's cunt, sucking hard, her tongue darting about. She plunged her tongue as deep as she could into the tight heat of Fancy's cunt, her hands pulling down on the girl's round ass. Diane sucked and licked hotly, twisting her own hips about, trying hard to get Fancy's mouth on her seeping cunt. But Fancy only rested her head against the soft mat of Diane's cunt hair, her hands clinging to Diane's twisting ass.
With her tongue thrusting in and out of the tight, steamy depths of Fancy's cunt, Diane found that she was going through a series of orgasms. She felt Fancy work a finger along the crack of her ass, rubbing at her puffy pussy, but she could not get that sweet face between her thighs. The orgasms steaming through her body caused Diane to mindlessly suck and lick at Fancy's boiling cunt. She found it enjoyable to have this succulent pussy in her face, enjoying the tight heat of it, and the taste on her tongue.
"Eat me, eat me!" Fancy was moaning, her little ass grinding. "Ohhh, eat my cunt, Diane! Golly, I love to have a tongue up my pussy like this! Oooo, lick me, lick my cunt hard! Golly, oh golly! You're gonna make me come with that fucking tongue of yours!"
The words slammed into Diane's mind, inflaming her even more. She raced her tongue in and out, sucking hard, clawing at the little ass to bring that oozing cunt tighter against her mouth.
"You want a cock, Diane?" Fancy was moaning. "You want a nice, hard cock up your cunt? Don't you wish we had a beautiful hard cock fucking you while you tongue-fuck me?"
"Mmmmm," Diane whimpered, eating noisily.
"A nice young cock ... a hard cock," Fancy said. "Maybe--Dick's cock?"
Dick's cock! Dick's cock! Dick's cock! The words bounced about inside Diane's inflamed mind, making her suck and lick and thrust her tongue faster. Dick's cock....
"Ohhh, I'd love to see you fucking Dick!" Fancy continued, grinding harder and harder into Diane's mouth. "I'd love to see your son sticking his cock up your hairy, wet cunt and fucking you! Oooo, wouldn't you love that, Diane?"
"Mmmm."
"I can't hear you," Fancy said.
"Mmmmm!"
"I still can't hear," Fancy said again, and lifted her cunt an inch or so off Diane's face.
Diane was coming powerfully, and she tried to ram her mouth back into that wet, sugary cunt.
"Wouldn't you love to have your son fucking you, Diane?"
"Fancy, please, don't...."
Fancy started to lift her leg away but Diane clung to her ass, trying to bring that seeping pussy back to her mouth.
"No more, Diane," Fancy said. "I won't let you suck my cunt until you answer me."
"Fancy, you know I can't--"
"Okay," Fancy agreed, pulling her hips away. She sat again at Diane's side, again finger-fucking Diane, who was still gripped with wave after wave of orgasm. Diane had never come so much, so strong, so ecstatically.
"Let me ... let me suck you," Diane pleaded. "Oh, I can't stop coming! Let me eat your sweet cunt, Fancy!"
"You gotta fuck Dick."
"You're crazy!" Diane said. She could not still her shaking hips and her orgasms were becoming almost painful now.
"Okay, I'm crazy," Fancy said, pulling her finger out of Diane's cunt.
She climbed off the bed, bending to pick up her clothes. Diane watched that sweet little ass and saw Fancy's tight asshole winking at her. Fancy straightened up, holding her clothing in front of her.
"I guess I gotta go, Diane," she said, starting to pull her panties on. "You're not any fun anymore. I thought you liked me, but I guess you don't."
"Fancy, you don't know what you're asking."
"I do too," Fancy said, snapping the elastic of her panties about her hips. "I thought we were gonna have some real fun, but I guess you're too scared."
Diane shuddered. The conversation she had heard the day before came back to her. The knowledge that Dick actually wanted to see her cunt came back to her. Could she let Fancy go so easily? She wanted to put a stop to things, and then again she didn't want the girl to go.
But could she fuck her own son?
Fancy was unbuttoning her blouse now, standing in her tight panties. She shifted from foot to foot, and Diane could see the shadow of that golden cunt hair through the material of the thin panties. She ran her tongue over her lips and tasted the sweetness of that exquisite cunt on them.
Diane felt herself giving in. She nodded her head.
Fancy stood, wearing her blouse and panties, waiting.
Diane seemed to have trouble finding her voice. She nodded her head again.
"You will?" Fancy asked.
Again Diane nodded, her face flushed with embarrassment. She could not lift her eyes to Fancy's, but stared hungrily at the slight bulge in her panties.
"You gotta say it, Diane," Fancy urged.
"I'll ... I'll fuck...." Diane swallowed. "I'll fuck him," she blurted. "I'll fuck my son!"
Fancy giggled and began to remove her blouse. She dropped it on the floor, then peeled her tight panties off again. She stood there, legs spread, and when Diane reached for her, she danced back out of reach.
"Not yet, Diane," she teased. "First you have to keep your word. How do I know you're not lying to me?"
"I don't tell lies," Diane said, knowing there was no way to get out of fucking her son. She wanted this amazing girl much too badly. She would, Diane realized, do almost anything Fancy asked of her.
"You gotta prove it first," Fancy said.
"How? I can't just--"
"Come on," Fancy said in a husky voice.
Diane swung her legs over the bed and started to belt her robe as she stood up. "Take that off," Fancy said, motioning at Diane's garment.
Trembling, Diane obeyed. Then she allowed Fancy to take her hand, leading her out into the hallway, naked.
They stopped at Dick's room, and Fancy turned the key and pushed on the door. Dick was on his bed, and the first thing Diane saw was her son's cock. It was standing up very hard, his balls resting on one thigh. He seemed to be asleep, but somehow Diane didn't think he was. His breathing was much too fast for sleep, she thought.
Fancy stepped into Dick's room, pulling at Diane. Diane held back, but her eyes were burning on her son's prick. There was an itching between her thighs and Fancy tugged on her hand until she was moving into the room.
They stopped at the edge of Dick's bed.
"You gotta touch his cock," Fancy whispered.
"No!" Diane hissed.
"You gotta!"
Diane was shaking violently, mesmerized by her son's throbbing prick. She wanted to take hold of it, to feel its hardness, to stroke it. But she wanted to do it without Fancy forcing her. She felt an inkling of dislike for Fancy now. She knew Fancy was manipulating her and her son.
Dick's cock stood tall, the head swollen and dripping. Diane knew, without a doubt, he was not asleep. He was going along with Fancy--just as she was. Diane found it all so silly she almost laughed aloud.
"You gotta touch it!" Fancy said, her voice demanding. She grabbed Diane's wrist quickly and forced her hand toward her son's cock. "You gotta touch his cock! Feel his cock ... feel how hard it is, Diane. It's so hard and beautiful."
Her hand brushed her son's cock. A spark seemed to ignite. She heard her son catch his breath, but he still kept up the pretense of sleep. Fancy leaned over and wrapped Diane's fingers around Dick's cock, and Diane was holding her breath. She felt her son's cock throbbing hotly in her fist, and with Fancy holding her fingers around it, she watched herself pump her son's prick up and down. Fancy was making her jack on her son's cock, and Diane did not have the will to stop her.
There was no use in denying the pleasant sensations this gave her. Diane's cunt was pulsating hotly, becoming so wet the insides of her long thighs were slippery. Her naked ass clenched and she wished she still had her robe on. Fancy pulled her hand off Diane's, keeping it close in case Diane jerked her fingers away. Diane did stop pumping on her son's cock. But she still held it tightly. The heat burned her fist, and the head was tremendously swollen, juice dripping from his piss hole. The liquid was clear and slippery as it coated her fingers.
"Jack it," Fancy hissed. "Jack on his cock, Diane."
Diane's fist moved slowly, up and down. A low groan came from Dick, but Diane didn't look at his face. Her eyes were glazed in passion, fixed upon his hard, throbbing cock.
Dick had slitted his eyes, looking at his mother's naked body, fighting to hold his breathing down and his hips still, trying to maintain the illusion of sleep. Diane was gripping his cock tightly now, pumping a bit faster. She squeezed her thighs together, adding pressure to her puffy cunt.
Certain now that Diane would keep jacking her son's cock, Fancy began to fondle the woman's well-formed, swollen tits. Having her titties caressed increased the perverse heat between Diane's thighs, and her fingers tightened around her son's cock. The head swelled even more as Diane ran her fist up and down that hard prickshaft. It felt so good to have his prick in her hand that she was about to come just from touching it. She knew her son was peeking at her through slitted eyes, she could feel him looking at her. It was a new sensation to be seen naked by him, and a sensation that sent her heart to pounding and her pulse racing. It was, she had to admit to herself, a good feeling, a very good feeling.
Fancy was pulling and twisting her rigid nipples, making Diane mewl softly in pleasure. A small hand ran down her back and fondled her naked ass and she arched toward it, still jacking on her son's cock. Her legs were against the bed, and she didn't realize for a moment that a third hand was touching her!
When she realized it, she gasped. Glancing down quickly, she saw her son sliding his hand up her outer thigh. Reflexively, her fist tightened on his cock. Her son's hand moved over her hip and his fingers dug into the swelling smoothness of her naked ass.
"Jack him off," Fancy was whispering softly, watching Diane's fist with huge, hot eyes. She was sliding the tip of her tongue about one of Diane's swollen nipples now. "Jack your son's cock off, Diane! Make him come. Make him squirt that come juice all over the fucking bed!"
Already her hand was moving faster. She could feel her son's cock throbbing more powerfully, and now he was twisting his hips, his fingers digging tightly into her naked ass. He was oozing more and more juices and Diane knew her son would soon be coming. She wanted to see that precious come juice spurting from his cock.
As Fancy turned her eyes to watch Diane jack on Dick's cock, she slipped her other hand down Diane's shaking stomach and through her thick cunt hair. When she began to rub lightly at the woman's swollen clitoris, Diane jerked up and down on her son's cock as fast as she could.
A grunt came from Dick and suddenly come juice spurted from his cock, flying a good foot in the air, then splashing down onto his stomach.
Diane moaned, her eyes wide and glazed in perverse passion. She squeezed hard on his cock, jerking almost frantically, watching the come juice splattering against his stomach until his skin was glistening in slippery wetness.
Fancy sucked hard on Diane's tit, rubbing her hand down between Diane's thighs and plunging a stiff finger into her scalding cunt. She fucked it in and out, her other hand clawing at one rounded cheek of Diane's ass while Dick squeezed the other. His eyes were wide open now, staring at his mother's bushy cunt as Fancy finger-fucked it.
Like Dick's stomach, Diane's hand was covered with the hot come juice, and still she pumped his cock. Fancy pulled her lips from Diane's tit, gurgling with triumphant pleasure, plunging her finger into Diane's gripping, convulsing cunt hard and fast.
"You did it, Diane!" Fancy gurgled. "You jacked his cock off! You jacked your son off! You made him come all over the fucking place!"
Diane, still gripping her son's cock, stared down at her son. His stomach was smeared with come juice, as was her fist. He still held her ass, but not as tightly. It was almost as if her naked ass was just resting in his palm. He looked up into her face.
"Mom, I...."
Diane turned his cock loose and started to turn away.
Fancy suddenly shoved Diane and before the woman could regain her balance, Fancy had pressed Diane's face into the come juice on her son's stomach.
"Taste it, Diane!" Fancy gurgled, twisting Diane's face about. "Taste your son's come juice! Lick it, lick it off his stomach!"
Finally Diane managed to lift her head, but the girl had accomplished what she wanted. Diane's face was smeared with Dick's come juice. It was on her nose, her cheeks, and her lips. Diane looked at Fancy, really looked at her for the first time.
CHAPTER FIVE
"I think something is wrong with Fancy," Diane said to her son after dinner that evening.
She had washed her face and was relieved when Fancy decided to leave them alone. She had gone to her room while her son and Fancy stayed in Dick's room. She knew they were fucking as she cleaned herself up and got dressed, but she didn't care.
She dressed carefully, making sure her blouse did not expose too much of her tits, and pulled on a pair of bikini panties, white without frills. She chose a very conservative skirt. She had no intention of being sexual or even sensual around her son. She was experiencing twinges of guilt and embarrassment about having jacked him off.
Yet, for the rest of the day, Diane could still feel his cock in her hand and his come juice on her face. It was an odd feeling and she was surprised to find herself liking it. Diane knew that incest was common, but she had never thought of herself as a woman who would be drawn into it. But had she really engaged in incest? All she had done was jack her son off. Could that be considered incest?
But she knew any genital touch between mother and won was incestuous. She knew, too, that she probably would never have thought of her son as a sex partner if not for Fancy. It was Fancy who had caused everything. Diane put all the blame on Fancy. But deep in her heart she knew where the blame really belonged--on her.
"What's wrong with her, Mom?" Dick asked from across the table.
"I don't know, exactly," Diane said. "She seems to have some kind of ... well, power. Maybe it isn't a power, but something that forces a person to do what she wants them to do."
"I understand," Dick said. "I think I do, anyway."
"Then you've felt it?"
He nodded.
"Honey," Diane said in a soft voice as she placed her hand on top of his, "I didn't want to do ... what I did."
Dick looked at his mother. "I didn't think you did, Mom," he said, casting his eyes down at his plate.
Diane thought she had seen a look of disappointment in his young eyes. She had to try to explain to him. His expression was that of a young boy who had done something naughty, yet been proud of it. He looked as if she was rejecting him.
"I didn't mean it quite that way, darling," she said, squeezing his hand. "It's just that I'm your mother and, well, you know."
Diane stood and moved to his side, pulling him against her body, hugging him and kissing the top of his head. She kissed his hair as she held his face just below her tits. She could feel his breath burning through the thin material of her cotton blouse. She kissed him again and was pleased when he circled his arms about her waist and hugged her tightly.
Then Dick cupped her ass.
I can't make him stop, she told herself. I can't make him move his hands. He needs this right now, he needs me, she thought. He feels bad and I can't make him feel worse. I have to let him touch me this way.
Sensing that his mother wouldn't make him move his hands, Dick gave her ass a little squeeze. He held each cheek of her rounded ass in his hands, feeling their firmness through her skirt and panties. Diane choked back a moan.
"All right," she finally said. "That's enough."
She pulled from him, but cupped his face in her hands. There was hurt in his young eyes, and on impulse, Diane leaned down and kissed her son, kissed his mouth as she had never kissed him before. She had always kissed his cheek, his forehead, but now she pressed her moist, warm lips against his.
Then, quickly, she released him and walked swiftly from the dining room. She went straight to her bedroom, flinging herself across the bed and burying her face into a pillow, tears in her eyes. When she had kissed her son on his mouth, the heat between her thighs had increased significantly. In fact, Diane had almost come as she'd kissed him, his hands barely touching her thighs. Her tears were a confused mixture of pleasure and shame.
After sitting at the table a while longer, Dick went to his mother. As he started into her room, he stopped and gazed at her. She was on her stomach and her skirt had flown up past her thighs when she'd flung herself across the bed. He looked at those enticing legs and the edge of her white panties. He could see a bit of the half-moons of his mother's ass and his cock began to swell inside his pants.
"Mom, I don't want you to cry," he said in a low voice, unable to take his eyes off of her.
Diane heard him and buried her face deeper into the pillow. She knew her dress was hiked up, but she was almost afraid to move to shove it down.
"I'll be all right in a minute," she said softly. "Don't worry about me, honey."
She felt the bed sag as he sat on it. She could hear his excited breathing. It was the breathing of a boy intensely aroused, with a hard cock inside his pants. She shivered, but her sobs had stopped. She hugged the pillow to her face, her own breathing short and gasping now.
Then she felt her son's hand.
Dick had placed his hand at her knee, moving it very lightly, slowly sliding his palm upward along the back of her thigh. A ripple of heat went through her and she couldn't tell him to stop.
His hand was half way up her thigh now, caressing very lightly. There was a steaming sort of sensation between her legs, and Diane knew her cunt was responding to his fondling hand. Her heart was thudding heavily inside her chest, and the cheeks of her ass clenched. Her son's hand was almost there, almost at the half-moon of one asscheek. Diane gasped softly into the pillow.
Finding no resistance, Dick ran his palm up over the cheek of his mother's ass, moving his fingers under her skirt. He fondled each asscheek, then gently drew her panties into the crack, revealing the creamy smoothness of her ass to his hot, excited eyes.
Diane felt herself responding to his caressing hand, her pussy heating up. With an involuntary jerk, her ass moved, writhing in her son's hand.
With a sudden sob, she twisted onto her back, looking up at him. Her skirt almost at her waist, her thighs, the crotch of her white panties, and the dark triangle of her cunt hair exposed. Dick was sitting on the bed with one leg up, the other still on the floor. She saw the bulge in his pants, then lifted her eyes to his. Diane saw the burning desire there, his need for her.
With a sob of shameful pleasure, she moved her hand and placed it, palm down, upon the bulge of his cock. She felt a shudder go through her son, and his hand moved up her thigh to her pussy. When he cupped her pantied cunt, Diane almost came. He let it rest there, his fingers between her thighs and his palm pressing gently. His cock throbbed against her hand.
In a voice that sounded as if it belonged to someone else, Diane whispered, "I can't help it now, darling."
"I can't either, Mom."
She pressed harder into his crotch. "I'll hold it," she whispered. "I'll hold it for you, Dick. Once more won't hurt."
She watched him eagerly open his pants and pull his hard cock out. Diane closed her fingers around her son's cock this time because she wanted to, not from being forced.
Clinging to her son's cock as he felt her up, Diane and Dick began to talk of the things Fancy had started. Dick confessed to fucking the girl, and Diane confessed to her lesbian involvement.
"She's a selfish girl," Diane said to her son, working her fist up and down his cock. "It always has to be her way. She promises a lot and gives little. And when she gives, it has to be for her own pleasure."
Diane had spread her legs without hardly knowing it. Her son was feeling up and down her pantied cunt, sliding his fingers up and down the soaked crotch, feeling his mother's cunt. His cock dripped until her fist was slippery, sliding up and down smoothly.
"She promised to suck me, Mom," he said, "but she didn't do it."
Diane saw the disappointment in his young eyes. He was looking at his hand moving about her pantied cunt, but she had seen his expression. His cock was so hard in her fist, so beautifully hard. Diane moved her other hand down and, hooking a finger into the crotch of her panties, pulled it away from her cunt.
"I will," Diane heard herself say.
"You will?" Dick's eyes lifted to hers.
Diane nodded. "We can't let her run our lives, honey. We can't let her make the decisions, lead us around."
"What does that have to do with you sucking me, Mom?"
"Plenty," Diane said. "The most important is that I'll do it because I want to and you want me to, not because Fancy is making us."
"You really want to suck me, Mom?"
"If you want me to."
"Oh, wow!" Dick gurgled excitedly. "Would you, Mom? Would you really do it for me?"
Diane sat up, grinning at him. She pushed him back on the bed, his cock standing up from his pants. She opened his belt and pulled his pants down to his hips, exposing his sweet balls and cock.
For a few moments she fondled his cock and balls, licking at her lips. She wanted very much to taste his cock now, to feel it throbbing between her lips, deep in her mouth and against her throat.
Leaning down, she kissed the piss hole of his dripping cock, feeling her son tremble with anticipation. She pressed the hardness of his prick against her cheek, looking up his body at him. She lifted his balls and pressed them to her other cheek, then moved her lips up and down the shaft of her son's cock. The tip of her tongue flicked at the throbbing prick, and then she kissed his balls.
"Oooo, your lips are hot, Mom!"
"Yes, darling, they are," Diane agreed in a low voice. "They're very hot, and it's for you, honey."
She snaked her tongue out and licked from the base of his cock to the head, using the flat surface of her wet tongue. Reaching the swollen head, she twirled it about for a while, feeling the smooth flesh, the sweetness of that seeping fluid. She kept one hand on his balls as her tongue swirled round and round the head of his cock. She opened her lips and then closed them around the head, sucking gently, her tongue flicking at his piss hole. She sucked on her son's cock this way for some time, mewling deep in her throat.
The heat, the smoothness just inside her mouth, sent steaming desire racing through her body, tingling between her thighs and making her cunt quiver. She sat with her legs crossed at his side, leaning over, her eyes closed and her lips stretching. She felt her son's hand resting on her bare knee, fingers tightly gripping as her hot, wet mouth nibbled gently but hungrily on the head of his cock.
Dick was looking down his body, watching his mother suck the smooth head of his prick. He was almost afraid to say anything, afraid to move, afraid his mother would stop sucking him. Her tongue flicking at his seeping piss hole was so good he was afraid he would come, shoot his come juice into her mouth. He remembered how she had struggled to lift her face off his stomach that afternoon when Fancy had shoved it into his come-juice-smeared flesh. He had mistakenly thought his mother hated that. He didn't want to come in her mouth and make her mad, not with the way she was sucking on his cock now. He wanted to shove his hand up her thigh and feel her cunt again, but was afraid to do that. He didn't want his mother to stop sucking on his hard cock, it felt too good.
Diane pressed her lips tightly about the head of her son's prick, running her tongue about his seeping piss hole. His cock burned at her lips, making her feel so very good, causing her cunt to quiver, her clitoris to tingle so deliciously. She wanted him to move his hand from her knee, to slide it up her thigh and into her crotch, but didn't want to disturb what she was doing. She thought if she tried to get him to feel her cunt as she sucked his prick, it would break the hot spell they were caught up in. She wished he would say something to her--anything--tell her what her mouth felt like around his cock. She wanted him to move, to show his pleasure.
Diane swallowed when her mouth filled with those sweet juices, and slowly ran her lips farther down on his cock. When she reached the halfway point, she gripped Dick's cock hard with her lips and swirled her tongue wetly, making soft, wet, gurgling sounds. The hot, hard, throbbing of her son's cock in her mouth created a heated storm between her thighs, and she came in a soft, but forceful, orgasm. It happened suddenly, before she knew it, and her ass writhed on the mattress as she sucked a little more of his cock into her mouth. The more she took, the more her cunt steamed.
Slipping her lips up and off his prick, she kissed the wet head and once more slipped her lips down on the shaft, kissing at his balls and probing them with the tip of her tongue. Running her lips back up her son's cock, she held just the very tip between them, her tongue tickling his piss hole. She felt him squeezing at her knee, and opening her eyes, glanced up to see him watching her. Diane winked at her son, sucking his cock back into her wet mouth.
This time she ran her lips all the way down until the few hairs at the base tickled her. She held his cock tight and deep, her lips writhing as her tongue licked. The head probed at her throat, sending wave after steaming wave of ecstasy through her body. She wished she was naked, that her son would fondle her bubbling cunt, her tits, finger-fuck her maybe, suck at her straining nipples.
But he lay stiff, trembling, watching her with hot eyes. Diane slipped a hand underneath his body and clutched at the cheek of his ass, lifting upward as she pressed her mouth down on his prick. The head of his cock came very close to slipping into her throat, but it was not quite long enough.
She fucked him with her mouth swiftly, bobbing up and down, then slowly sucked him. Finally Dick squirmed, unable to keep from moving. She clawed at his ass, her fingers digging between the cheeks and near his tightly puckered asshole. Her mouth filled, her lips stretched, her tongue raced. She was sucking him wildly now, frantic in her hunger. She began to moan softly and her cunt was going through a series of melting, scalding orgasms, making her ass writhe on the mattress. The heat and hardness of her son's cock sent a ripple of ecstasy through her, causing her cunt lips to actually throb, opening and closing.
Her clitoris was about to melt from her body. She moved her head up and down fast, gurgling with hot hunger, her eyes squeezed shut, her tongue in constant motion. She was sucking him with a desperate desire now. She wanted her son to come in her mouth, to explode and squirt all that thick sweetness from his balls. She wanted to feel his come juice splash upon her tongue and sear her throat.
She sucked his cock, grabbed it in a fist and beat swiftly on it. "Come, baby!" she begged. "Oh, Dick, come! I want you to come, darling!"
"In your ... your mouth?" He could hardly believe his mother would let him come in her mouth. His pleasure was obvious in his glowing eyes. "Really? I can, Mom?"
"I want you to," she said. "Oh, God ... squirt it in my mouth, baby! Come in my hot mouth!"
She closed her lips about his cock again and sucked in a frenzy, making sounds deep in her throat. She twisted and pulled at his balls, her other hand digging into the cheek of his ass, a finger resting against the tight heat of his asshole.
Dick was gritting his teeth, his eyes trying to see his mother's mouth when he came. He was afraid she would jerk her lips off his cock when he started to come. But she was sucking frantically on his prick, her tongue flying with that wet heat. His balls were starting to draw up at the base of his prick and the pleasure of his impending discharge was growing stronger and stronger. He was fighting to hold it back, knowing he couldn't much longer. His hand dug into his mother's naked knee.
Diane was sucking very hard now, her wet lips sliding up and down her son's cock swiftly. She was taking the cockhead almost inside her throat when she went down, but never losing it as she sucked upward. Her cunt was convulsing, making her squeal hotly. She pulled at his balls and began to rub at his tight asshole.
"I gotta come!"
The shout from her son was accompanied by a strong, rapid discharge. The come juice spurted out of his piss hole and splashed against the back of her throat. Diane wailed and pulled her lips halfway up his cock, her tongue flipping around his spurting piss hole. She swallowed thirstily, sucking hard to draw every drop of his precious come juice from those sweet, sweet balls, into her mouth, and down her burning throat. Her cunt erupted into a powerful orgasm as her son came in her mouth. She twisted her ass into the mattress, swallowing and sucking and wailing in erotic ecstasy.
She kept sucking even after he'd stopped coming. She wanted to keep his cock inside her mouth forever. It had been so long since she sucked a cock off, and now that she had her son's prick in her mouth, she was reluctant to let it go. She was afraid it would never happen again, that she would never be able to suck him off anymore, and she knew that she wanted to.
His cock was deflating in her mouth, and she rested her face at his crotch, holding it for a long time, listening to him breathe. Finally she let his cock go and sat up. Looking at his face, she saw nothing but pleasure. She smiled, shyly.
"Well?" she whispered, resting her hand high on his thigh, as if she were afraid to touch his cock and balls now that she had given him a blow-job. She felt like some young girl in the back seat of a parked car for the first time. She felt elation and shyness, delight and embarrassment. "Was it good, Dick?"
"The best, Mom," he said, his voice showing his shyness, too.
She rested an arm on his chest and pulled his head toward her tits. She cradled her son for a while, enjoying the lingering taste of his precious come juice in her mouth. She was still fully dressed, and he lay with his pants past his hips, his cock and balls exposed. She could not resist touching him. She moved her hand down slowly.
Cupping his cock and balls tenderly, she kissed the top of his head again.
Dick turned his head up, and her lips moved to his, kissing him warmly. She felt her son's tongue probing at her lips, and for a moment her breath caught in her throat. She allowed his tongue to penetrate her mouth, and as he moved it about past her white teeth, she gently played with it using her tongue.
Things had changed so much between them. There was no turning back....
CHAPTER SIX
It became more obvious that Fancy was manipulating Diane and her son.
Diane was smart enough to know that this could not happen if she and her son were not so preoccupied with erotic activities. That was what gave Fancy the ability to make them dance like puppets.
The little girl, with her unusual perception of other people's dark, sexual desires, could force almost anyone into those activities. And once she managed to get control, there was nothing Fancy could not force those people to do, as long as it satisfied her own little delights. Actually, Fancy forced no one. She simply discovered what they wanted, then encouraged it until it happened.
Diane was seeing through the little girl more and more. She knew her son could not resist Fancy as much as she could. Diane knew more, had been around more, understood her own emotions better. Dick was still learning about his, still confused and puzzled about the erotic thoughts that troubled him. If anyone had the will and strength to break from Fancy, Diane knew it had to be her.
She watched Fancy now with her son. The girl was not in the least bashful. Fancy had become so bold she even fondled Dick when Diane was around. Diane watched the sweet creature sitting next to Dick, her hand resting in his lap, her fingers curled into his crotch. Those wicked blue eyes flashed and twinkled at Diane, a lewd smile on the girl's sweet mouth. Dick fidgeted, glancing at his mother shyly as Fancy caressed his balls and growing cock through his pants.
If she only knew, Diane thought. If Fancy only knew that I'd sucked his cock off yesterday, there'd be no stopping her. But that was a secret, she and her son had agreed not to say anything about that to Fancy.
"I wanna take your cock out," Fancy said in a whispery voice. "I wanna take it out and play with it."
She was looking directly at Diane as she said it, and her small fingers went to work on Dick's pants. Diane thought Fancy was challenging her to say something, to try and stop the blatant fondling. But Diane fooled the girl. She said nothing and just sat quietly, watching.
Dick's cock was exposed, swollen as it came from his pants. Diane's breath caught in her throat as excitement rippled through her. She gazed at her son's cock as that small hand stroked it, feeling a quiver of heat between her thighs. Seeing her son's cock was more exciting each time.
Diane was sitting only a few feet away, and if she leaned over and stretched her hand out, she could take her son's cock in her own hand, touch it, play with it, stroke it. She wanted to, but held back. If she gave in to the urge and took her son's cock in her hand, Diane felt Fancy would have the advantage.
She sat, watching as Fancy closed her small fist about her son's cock and stroked it for a while. She noticed her son didn't resist when the girl took his hand and brought it to her knee, then moved it under her skirt. Diane didn't blame Dick at all. She too felt a desire to feel those creamy, smooth thighs of the beautiful little girl.
Fancy giggled and opened her legs, squeezing Dick's cock. "Feel me, too, Dick," she urged. "Play with my pussy and I'll play with your cock."
But she was watching Diane as she said it. When Fancy understood Diane was not going to say anything, she slipped her skirt up and exposed the tight little crotch of her panties, pulling at Dick's arm until he had his hand there.
"I remember promising I'd put your cock in my mouth," Fancy said softly. "I forgot to do it--but I will now."
Diane wondered if she was wrong about Fancy. At this moment the girl seemed willing, more than willing. She watched the innocent-looking face lean down toward her son's cock. Diane saw the girl kiss the head of her son's cock, and found she was holding her breath as the excitement rumbled through her body.
But that was all Fancy did, just kiss his cock.
Bringing her head up, she pressed her lips against Dick's cheek, and whispered loud enough for Diane to hear, "I wanna take all your clothes off."
With a shy glance at his mother, Dick allowed Fancy to remove all his clothing. His naked body was handsome to Diane, with his cock thrusting out in full hardness. She licked her lips with the hunger to suck him off once again. His balls hung loosely at the base, preciously. Fancy, however, did not remove any of her clothing. She had Dick stand near the couch and she leaned her pretty face into him again, kissing at his cock. But her eyes remained on Diane.
After a few kisses, Fancy allowed the head of Dick's cock to slide between her lips. Diane noticed, however, that she took no more than just the swollen head into her mouth. She could see the little girl was licking at Dick's cock as she held it between her lips, but she wasn't actually sucking on it. She felt a wild urge to shove the girl away and suck her son furiously. She knew he wanted to drive his cock deep into that hot little mouth, but when he tried to shove more past her lips, Fancy placed a hand on his stomach to stop him.
"Be still," Fancy murmured softly. "I don't want you to move, Dick. I wanna suck it, but you have to be still."
With those eyes glittering at Diane, Fancy again took the head of his cock between her lips. Still she did not suck, but only held his prick, probably using her tongue about the sensitive head. Diane wanted to ram Fancy's face forward, to cause her son's cock to enter that hot little throat, to choke Fancy if necessary. She didn't like the way the girl was making her son remain still when he wanted to move. He should be able to enjoy himself as much as he could, Diane thought. Fancy was again proving how selfish she was.
Yet, seeing her son's cock head in that small mouth was enough to start a steaming, intensely delicious feeling in Diane's cunt. She leaned over, her eyes wide and hot, wanting to see better. Fancy was watching from the comer of her eyes, her small cheeks sinking inward. Her lips were stretched in a circle about the head of Dick's cock, and when her hand moved out to take hold of Diane's and draw it toward her son, Diane allowed it.
Fancy placed her hand on Dick's balls, and when she knew Diane would not move her hand, she again held Dick's hips and licked the head of his cock. Diane cradled her son's balls and gently twisted and pulled them, giving her son added pleasure. Fancy made some wet sounds as she pulled her lips away. Diane thought she was stopping, but the pink little tongue again darted out and swirled around the smooth head of Dick's cock. Diane watched the tip of Fancy's tongue flick about the piss hole of his prick, and again she licked her own lips.
"You wanna suck it, Diane?" Fancy asked in a soft voice, pushing Dick's cock toward her. "You wanna suck your son's cock?"
Diane stared at the girl. The emphasis Fancy placed on "your son's cock" was not missed by Diane.
When Diane frowned, Fancy giggled and placed the head of his cock back into her own mouth. Diane clung to her son's balls and leaned forward to rest her cheek on his trembling hip. She felt her son wrap an arm around her head as she watched Fancy licking at his cock. She lifted his balls and rubbed them against Fancy's chin and the girl jerked her mouth away.
"I wanna do it my way, Diane," she said, a bit angry. "Don't do that anymore."
Diane said nothing, but she wanted to retort.
Fancy took the head of Dick's cock back between her lips, closing them just behind the ridge of his swollen knob. Diane watched closely, her eyes bright, feeling her son shake against her cheek. She brought her other hand up to his naked, tight ass, cupped a cheek and squeezed it as she manipulated his precious balls.
The urge to shove the back of Fancy's blonde head forward, drive those hot, wet lips down on Dick's cock, was strong again. As if reading her mind, Fancy shook her head slightly, but kept her mouth on Dick's cock. Diane could feel her son's balls writhing in her hand now, and she fondled them with loving tenderness.
The arm around her head tightened and she brushed her lips at his hip, kissing the hot flesh, her eyes never moving from Fancy's rounded lips on his cock. From the way Dick was trembling, Diane knew he was close to coming. She pressed her hand tighter on his ass, her fingers in the heat between his cheeks. She found the pucker of his asshole and began to rub it lightly, squeezing his balls.
Fancy closed her small fist around the base of Dick's cock, jerking in rapid, short pumping motions as her lips began to writhe around the head. Her blue eyes were sparkling with erotic delight, still gazing at Diane's face.
"I'm gonna come!" Dick shouted, his hips jerking forward wildly. "Oh, I gotta come!"
Before Diane knew what Fancy was doing, the girl had jerked her mouth away from Dick's cock. As Fancy pressed it toward Diane's face, the come juice gushed from the piss hole.
"Ohh!" Diane yelped, feeling a hot splash of her son's come juice strike her chin.
Fancy giggled, aiming Dick's squirting cock. Without thinking, Diane opened her mouth wide, her tongue snaking out. With the head of her son's cock only half an inch from her mouth, Diane was catching each spurt on her tongue and inside her mouth.
"Take it all!" Fancy groaned. "Take all his come juice in your fucking mouth, Diane! Drink it ... swallow that come juice!"
Diane was not hearing Fancy. Her mouth was filling and she had no choice but to swallow. But she would have swallowed anyway. She knew he could not stop coming off, and she could not shove his cock back toward Fancy. It was too late to do anything but catch his come juice with her own mouth.
By the time Dick stopped spurting, she had a mouthful of come juice, and it dripped over her chin. She swallowed what she had left, and leaned back on her chair, not bothering to wipe her mouth. Come juice glistened on her lips and chin, and it seemed to give Fancy a great deal of pleasure.
"You could have sucked him off, Diane," Fancy said in a throaty, husky voice. "Why don't you give your son a blow-job, Diane?"
Diane gave the girl a frown and stood up suddenly. She whirled, her skirt flying to expose her luscious thighs. Without a word she went to the kitchen and wiped her face with a dish towel. She leaned on the sink and stared out the small window over the kitchen sink, knowing she had to do something about Fancy soon.
She should have expected what had happened when her son came, but she had not. It was obvious Fancy would not suck her son off and allow that creamy come juice to spurt into her mouth. She might take his cock between her lips and suck it just enough to bring Dick to the point of no return, but Diane knew for sure Fancy would never let him finish with his cock in her mouth.
Sighing, still not knowing what to do, Diane returned to the living room.
Fancy had removed her clothing now, and was sitting astride Dick's lap. Her son's cock was inserted up Fancy's golden-haired cunt, but neither youngster was moving at the moment.
Hearing Diane return, Fancy looked over her shoulder and giggled. "You can watch us fuck if you wanna, Diane," the girl said. "Or maybe you'd like to have your son's cock in your cunt. You wanna fuck him?"
Diane shook her head, gazing at that creamy little ass. Seeing her son's balls dangling below sent a ripple of steamy heat through her pussy. She knelt, her hands cupping her son's knees as she stared at Fancy's cute ass and his cock buried in her cunt.
Fancy lifted her ass, almost pulling her pussy off Dick's cock. She held it there, knowing Diane was watching everything. Fancy arched her back in a way that made her cute ass swell outward, and the pink tightness of her tiny asshole winked briefly.
"Kiss it for me," Fancy gurgled. "Diane, lick my ass while I fuck Dick! Come on, lick my ass!"
Again Diane thought of the selfishness of the girl. She wasn't content to have Dick's cock fucking her, she had to get the added pleasure of being licked on her ass too. If her son had been on top of the little girl, Diane knew she would have licked and kissed his ass without being told. She would have gladly licked his ass while he fucked the girl, gladly given her son all that pleasure.
Still, there was no denying the sudden desire that burned through her to kiss Fancy's sweet, creamy flesh, knowing her son's cock was deep inside the scalding tightness of her cunt. She ran her hands up her son's thighs, then felt Fancy's legs, bringing her hands over the tight swells of that pretty ass. Shoving one hand down, she cupped her son's balls, squeezing Fancy's ass with the other. Fancy mewled with delight, shaking her ass and moving her cunt up and down Dick's cock.
Diane shoved her face forward.
But her mouth went to her son's balls instead. She would give added pleasure to her son and Fancy could do nothing about it.
Darting her wet tongue out and lapping at his balls, her nose was pressed against the heat of Fancy's ass. She felt Fancy's asshole sear the tip of her nose.
Placing her hands on Fancy's hips, she tried to suck Dick's balls into her mouth, but Fancy was banging her cunt up and down, fucking him, and she couldn't get her lips around them. There was a sudden flashing orgasm between her legs, and with a moan of pleasure, Diane shot her tongue along the creamy heat of Fancy's ass. She snaked it along the inner cheeks, probing the tip against that tight, puckered asshole. Fancy squealed in pleasure and bounced her ass up and down, not at all concerned about Diane.
A hot feeling of erotic ecstasy swept through Diane and she pressed her tongue hard into the crack of the little ass, licking wetly at the flexing asshole. She could feel her son's balls on her chin, and one hand moved off Fancy's hip to cradle them, hold them against her chin as Fancy fucked him, wiggling her ass about. Diane licked hotly at Fancy's asshole, moaning softly as her cunt quivered time and again with ecstatic orgasms.
"Oooo, lick it, Diane!" Fancy squealed. "Lick my hot ass ... oooo, I like it! Lick my asshole ... I'm gonna fuck your son's cock off!"
Even the words Fancy was saying filled Diane with a lusting heat. She was no longer thinking about control, of the hold Fancy seemed to have on her and Dick. The orgasms were bursting through her like fireworks gone crazy. She stabbed her tongue against the tight asshole as best she could. Fancy was fucking Dick swiftly, riding her cunt up and down his throbbing cock.
Fancy was squealing loudly, and Diane could feel the heated orgasms the girl was having. She could feel them by the way that tiny asshole clutched against her tongue. She lapped as fast as her tongue could move, but it wasn't to provide ecstasy for Fancy. She was licking hungrily because her own cunt was going through powerful spasms of orgasm, time after time.
Fancy was mumbling words that failed to penetrate Diane's ears but Diane didn't care what the girl was saying. She felt her son's balls drawing up tightly, evidence that he was about to come. Fancy was twisting her little ass about, orgasms burning through her blonde-haired cunt.
Then, suddenly, Fancy lifted her ass and Dick's cock pulled free.
Knowing what was about to happen, Diane gave a yelp and quickly closed her lips around the head of her son's cock. She caught it just in time. The thick come juice bubbled from his piss hole as soon as her lips closed about the swollen head. As she caught her son's come juice in her mouth, she felt Fancy lifting from him.
"Suck it, Diane!" Fancy was squealing, leaning down to watch Diane's lips suck hungrily. "Suck your son's cock! Suck it all ... swallow his come juice!"
Diane was not just holding the prick head between her lips, she was bobbing her mouth up and down, sucking every inch of Dick's cock. She swirled her tongue as she gobbled greedily and swallowed wetly. It didn't matter about Fancy at the moment. What did matter was making sure her son received the full pleasure of his discharge. As she sucked and swallowed his come juice, her hairy cunt kept up those wild, burning convulsions.
When it was over, Diane lay her face on her son's cock and balls, her eyes closed. She hated that Fancy had seen this, afraid the little girl would have even greater control now. She felt her son caressing her hair and she kissed his cock gently.
"You're a pretty good cock-sucker, Diane," Fancy giggled. "You really sucked him off. I bet you'd love to have his cock in your cunt, wouldn't you? Have you ever thought about letting your son fuck you, Diane?"
Diane looked at the girl, still on her knees between her son's legs. Fancy's eyes were glowing brightly. She thinks we'll do anything she says, Diane thought. She thinks she has the upper hand now.
CHAPTER SEVEN
It was evening and the only light on was the one from the bathroom. It was enough to cast light on the bed where Diane lay with her son.
She wore a nightgown, a lacy one that exposed her tits and protruding nipples. Dick wore jockey shorts. They lay together, talking quietly.
"We're going to have to do something about Fancy," Diane said. "She's getting worse all the time."
"I didn't know she was gonna shove my cock toward you when I came, Mom," he said. "Maybe I could have stopped it in time."
"Don't worry about that," Diane said, kissing his shoulder. "I didn't mind at all."
"You know, I've never came in her," Dick said.
Diane lifted herself up on one elbow and looked at his young face. "What do you mean, honey?"
"I mean she's never let me come in her, Mom," Dick said. "Even when we fuck, she always seems to pull away when I'm ready to come."
"Is that right?"
Diane had not thought about that, yet she had seen her son's cock squirt over that small ass that day, and then this afternoon she'd had to take his cock in her mouth because Fancy had pulled away at the crucial moment. As she thought, her hand wandered down his bare chest and over his flat stomach. She moved her fingers to his crotch and began to caress his cock and balls. She felt her son's cock grow beneath her hand, then shoved the waist band of his jockey shorts down. Gripping his cock, she jacked him almost absent-mindedly as she thought of doing things to Fancy.
She would stop the girl's manipulation of them and show Fancy what could happen to her if she didn't stop being so selfish. Diane grinned to herself as the ideas became brighter. She squeezed her son's cock and leaned down, kissing him hotly on his mouth.
She out-lined her idea to Dick, and he became enthusiastic.
"Let's do that, Mom," he laughed. "That will show her good."
"You might lose out on some ass," she reminded him. "After we're through with her, she may not ever come back."
"I don't care," Dick said. "I've got you, Mom."
His hands closed into her firm tits, making Diane mewl with pleasure. She jerked on his cock hard, enjoying that throbbing heat of his cock in her fist.
"You know, honey," she said in a low voice, "I don't guess it would matter if we fucked, do you? I mean, I've sucked your cock off already. I suppose we could, might as well, fuck. What do you think?"
"I bet you'd let me come in your cunt, Mom," he grinned, slipping the thin straps from her shoulders to reveal her swelling tits. "I bet you'd keep your cunt on my cock when I came, wouldn't you?"
She kissed his lips again, laughing softly. "I sure would, honey. I'd certainly let you come in my cunt. I know what it feels like. I wouldn't want you to pull out just as I started to come."
"Does that mean we're gonna fuck, Mom?"
"Mmmm, it sure does, darling," she murmured, licking at his lips and pumping his cock. "But you should take these fucking shorts off. When I fuck, I want nothing but skin between us."
"You gotta take your gown off, too," he said excitedly as he stripped his shorts away. "You gotta be naked, too, Mom!"
"Didn't you hear me say skin?" she laughed, sitting up and stripping her nightgown from her body.
She sat then, naked, before him. Her tits arched out beautifully, her light-brown nipples rubbery in hardness. She sat with her legs apart and her son looked at the flawless triangle of her cunt hair. He moved between her thighs and ran his hands about her legs, through the curls of her cunt. His cock stood up proudly, waving in readiness. Diane leaned against the headboard and widened her thighs, the pink wetness of her cunt showing to his hot eyes.
"Mom, I gotta do something for you first," he said, licking his lips. "I gotta return a favor for you."
"You do? What favor, honey?"
"I gotta eat your pussy, Mom."
Diane smiled at him, cupping his chin and looking into his eyes. "You don't have to, darling. I sucked you off because I wanted to. I enjoy sucking cocks. I didn't give you that blow-job just to please you. I can be as selfish as Fancy sometimes."
"You really like to suck cocks, Mom?" he asked, rubbing at her swollen clitoris now. "Do you like to suck a cock as well as fuck it, or even better, maybe?"
"Dick, I'm not the same as Fancy," she said. "I'll suck your cock for you and have as much fun doing it as you do. And when you fuck me, I want your cock squirting like crazy up my cunt! Not out of it, but inside it."
"I still gotta eat your pussy, Mom."
"Only if you want to," she said. "I don't want you to lick me unless that's what you want. This is for both of us. Always remember that, Dick."
He grinned at her. "Then I gotta eat your hairy cunt because I wanna taste it, Mom."
Diane drew her knees up, throwing them wide and arching her hips. Her cunt, framed by dark hair, glistened wetly, her clitoris throbbing.
"Then you better start eating my cunt," she said, "before I start coming off now. I'm so fucking hot, I can come just looking at that beautiful hard cock of yours, honey!"
Eagerly Dick shoved his feet back until he was on his stomach between his mother's spreading thighs. He pressed his face into the wet heat of her cunt, kissing the puffy lips with pleasure. Diane pulled the lips of her pussy apart with both hands, trying to watch him. She felt his tongue flick about her sensitive clitoris, and it made her hips jerk. She turned loose of her cunt and grabbed the back of his head, pulling his open mouth tightly into her burning cunt. She moaned as his tongue slithered between her cunt lips, penetrating surprisingly deep.
"Ohhh, that's very good, Dick!" she whimpered. "Your tongue is longer than I thought. Oooo, baby, baby ... tongue me ... fuck me with your tongue! That's it, darling ... lick me fast!"
She closed her hot inner thighs about his face, scissoring them as she began to grind her throbbing cunt into his sucking mouth.
Dick, feeling the wetness of his mother's cunt on his lips, thrust his tongue in as deep as he could, then wiggled it about the satiny walls. He plunged it back and forth, using it like a cock. The heat of his mother's cunt seemed to sear his face.
"Suck me! Suck mother's pussy, baby! Ohhh, it's been so long since I've been tongue-fucked! Give it to me, honey! Oooo, shove that hot fucking tongue up my wet cunt, Dick!"
Dick shoved his hands beneath his mother's twisting ass, cupping the firm cheeks and holding her cunt against his mouth. His cheeks were being smeared with the seeping fluids of her pussy and he tongue-fucked her frantically, breathing in heavy snorts. He dug into her twisting ass tightly as his tongue flicked in and out of her fiery cunt.
"Baby, baby!" Diane squealed, grinding against his mouth. "Oh, baby, you're going to make me come! Ooo, suck ... eat ... fuck! I'm going to come, Dick! My cunt is melting! I'm going to come, darling!"
A scream ripped from her throat as the convulsion struck. The hairy lips of her cunt closed like a vise around her son's plunging tongue, squeezing at it powerfully. Diane threw her hairy cunt hard into his face, twisting about so wildly Dick had a problem keeping his mouth on her. Her long thighs clutched at his face, almost choking him. The muscles of her flat stomach rippled and Diane clawed brutally at her swollen tits, her fingers digging into the firm flesh. Her eyes were closed as she screamed time and again.
Then the spasms began to recede slowly. She was still twisting her cunt into her son's face, but the revolving motions were slowing down. With a final sigh of contentment, she dropped her ass to the bed, her knees flopping outward. She dropped her hands to her sides, her tits heaving as she struggled to breathe.
"My God, that was good!" she gasped. "I've never been tongue-fucked so fantastically before, Dick. That was so fucking good, I think I'm still coming."
Dick moved up on top of her, his hard cock leaving a wet trail along her flesh. Diane's pulse raced with anticipation of her son's cock sliding into her cunt. She left her legs stretched wide as he moved upward, his cock sliding along one inner thigh. She sighed with pleasure as her son kissed her tits, the head of his cock probing at her cunt. She could feel the swollen head rubbing at the hairy lips. All she had to do was lift her ass an inch or so to put her pussy in direct line with his cock.
Somehow it seemed much more fulfilling, his cock in her cunt. It was a much more intimate act than sucking him off or him eating her cunt. More intimate and so much more exciting!
Feeling the rounded head of his cock pressing at her cunt now, Diane held her breath. She lifted her ass gently as her son moved his hips forward. A gasp came from Diane, then as his cock slid farther yet, a long hiss of hot air came out of her mouth. She moved her hands along her son's sides and to the small of his back. For a moment Dick seemed to hesitate, his cock halfway inside her pussy. Diane could feel the powerful pulsations of it, feel the delicious way her sensitive cunt stretched and curled around that cock, holding it in a wet, fiery clutch.
"Ooo, honey," Diane breathed, sliding her hands over his ass. Her fingers curled about each asscheek. "Oh, God! Hurry! Oh, please hurry, darling!"
The fiery wetness gripping his cock sent a tremor of ecstasy through Dick. Diane made a hissing sound again and, pulling downward on his ass, she lifted her hips. Her son's cock penetrated her hungry cunt fully, his balls smashing against the cheeks of her hot, rounded ass. Immediately Diane's cunt squeezed his cock as a tingling orgasm went through it. She thought she could feel every ridge and groove of his beautiful cock.
Diane squeezed her silky thighs against his hips as she lifted her legs. She shot them straight up into the air, toes curled. Then they came down to wrap about his thighs in a deliciously tight grip. Still clutching the cheeks of her son's ass, Diane thrust her hips upward, grinding against her son's throbbing hard-on. She moved slowly at first, pumping her ass up and down, her cunt clinging to his cock as she fucked him. Dick was so mesmerized by the wonderful sensations racing about his cock and balls that he couldn't move. His small body was stiff between her thighs and Diane moved her hips up and down, her eyes closed.
"Ohhh, baby, baby!" she began to sob softly, holding him tighter as she moved her ass. "Oh god ... so good, darling! So wonderful ... so hard! Oooo, pump it to me, Dick! Please, oh please, fuck me! You make me so hot, darling! Fuck my pussy, my cunt! Fuck mother hard, baby!"
Dick's hot breath was searing her naked tits as he wrapped his arms about his mother. He clasped a swollen tit with his lips and started sucking furiously, his tongue flicking her rubbery nipple as he began to plunge into her. His cock began to race in and out of her gripping cunt, the hardness searing the satiny lips. Diane was wetter than she had ever been, making a very slippery passage for her son.
As he came down, she slammed her cunt upward, meeting his cock with a moist sound. She locked her ankles at the back of his thighs, humping and churning, bouncing her cunt up and down with wild, almost mindless, gyrations. She was sobbing loudly now as ecstasy flooded her veins. All her feeling was centered between her exquisitely long thighs, centered in and around her cunt lips, her tingling, burning clitoris. Dick was sucking in a frenzy on her tits, going from one nipple to the other as if undecided which tasted the sweetest.
Moaning with ecstasy, Diane drew her knees up and back, bringing them to her shoulders, arching her cunt high into the air. Dick, almost on his knees, plunged his cock frantically into his mother's cunt, driving for depth. When Diane lifted her knees to arch her cunt up, her son lost his grip on her tits and pressed his mouth hard against hers, kissing her hotly. Diane slipped her hands off his plunging ass and around to clutch her own. She moved her fingers along her crotch, feeling his balls beating against her ass, pulling the lips of her pussy apart in an attempt to get his lovely hard cock in as deep as she could.
She grunted as his pounding cock banged hard and fast. "Ohh, so good, baby! Oooo, go deep, darling, deep!"
"Oh, Mom! Mom!" Dick groaned against her mouth, his tongue licking her lips. "So hot, Mom! You're so wet, so fucking wet!"
"Yes, yes, I'm so fucking wet!" Diane replied between grunts. "Mother's cunt is fucking wet for you darling, for that sweet, hard cock! Give it to me! Fuck me!"
Diane caught her son's licking tongue and she drew it into her mouth, sucking at it. She thrashed her naked ass up and down violently, as much riding his cock as he was fucking her. The ecstatic sensations flooding her caused everything to flee from her mind but her son's throbbing, plunging prick. She hunched upward, shaking her ass in the air as he came down, groaning with delight around his tongue.
She shoved her hands back to his pumping ass, clawing at the cheeks, pulling them apart and squeezing them together. She rubbed a finger at his tightly clenched asshole, her other hand grabbing at his swinging balls. She squeezed her son's balls and rubbed hotly at his winking asshole, throwing her ass about wildly. She was sucking on his tongue with a frantic hunger, slapping her cunt up and down with his cock.
"Ohh, my God!" Diane screamed, jerking her lips off his tongue. "I'm going to come! Ohhh, am I ever going to come! Fuck me, Dick! Ohhh, baby, please fuck my cunt hard! I'm going to come ... you're going to make mother come ... your sweet cock is fucking me and I'm going to come ... so fucking hard!"
As the convulsions constricted the hairy lips of her cunt around his cock, Diane clawed at his ass, pulling him in deep and screaming time and again. The fiery gripping sensation around his extremely hard cock caused her son's body to stiffen up, his young face contorted with the utmost in ecstasy.
"Do it, do it, do it!" Diane wailed, shaking her ass around as she came. "Squirt it to me! Shoot that come creamy stuff to me. Come in me. Come in my hot fucking cunt!"
Diane was so filled with ecstasy, she did not hear the wild, guttural grunt of her son. But she did feel, or maybe sense, the increased hardness and size of his cock. The rapid spurting of his come juice splashed along the walls of her contracting, velvety cunt. Her pussy continued going through those boiling contractions, and she thought she was going to spend the rest of her life having orgasms, which was fine with her.
She held him tightly as the powerful, muscle-trembling spasms began to recede. She was gasping and panting as she finally lowered her ass, unlocking her ankles and sprawling beneath him, every muscle in her body feeling as if it had turned to liquid.
Her son rested on top of her, his weight feeling good, her tits almost flat. She felt his cock still inside her cunt, slowly easing out. She moaned a protest, closing her cunt in an effort to keep it there. What she succeeded in doing was squeezing it the rest of the way out.
"Ooo, I wanted your cock to stay in me," she moaned, holding his face with both hands and kissing his lips. "I wanted to keep your cock in my cunt forever."
"Oh, Mom!"
He rolled slowly off her, landing on his back at her side, one of his thighs over hers. Diane turned her head sideways to look at him, a happy smile lighting up her lovely face. She turned onto her side, resting her head on her hand and sliding her other palm along his chest, his stomach, and finally cupping his cock and balls.
"I think we're going to have to do this more often, don't you?" she whispered, squeezing his cock and balls tenderly.
"Oh, Mom, you bet!"
She laughed, a slightly lewd, but very satisfied, sound. She leaned over and kissed his cock quickly, then swung her legs over the edge of the bed. "I don't know about you, but I'm going to bathe. Think what you'd like to eat and we'll fix it or send out."
"What I like to eat is already fixed, Mom," he laughed and made a grab for her cunt.
"I have a hunch I won't be getting much rest from now on," she laughed with pleasure. "I'm looking forward to that too."
She walked to the bathroom and her son watched his mother swing her lovely tight ass erotically.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Diane and Dick felt no remorse.
In fact, as soon as they woke up around noon the next day, they were immediately in each other's arms, hugging and kissing. Diane began to tickle her son, wrestling him about the bed, playfully grabbing for his cock and balls and trying to fend off his grabbing hands.
Somehow they ended up head to feet, and Diane found his cock close to her face, swelling into hardness. She grasped it at the base and jacked him playfully, swirling her tongue around the head. Dick slipped his head between his mother's hot, smooth thighs. Diane lifted one leg to give him room, then closed her thighs against his face.
She shivered when he cupped her rounded ass, pressing his mouth upon her cunt. She arched her pussy into his mouth and opened her lips at the same time, taking his cock between them. A shiver shot through her as his cock continued to grow hard inside her mouth. She squirmed her cunt into his face as Dick began to lick along the hair-lined pussy slit. Running her hands around his hips, she hugged his ass, pulling his cock deeper into her mouth, soft moans bubbling from her throat.
Moving her fingers past his asshole and between his legs, she shoved his precious balls against her nose as her throat worked. Finally she cupped the cheeks of his ass and pulled his crotch tightly against her face, making his cock go deep into her mouth. Dick's prick was the perfect size for sucking, she thought. It was not too long or too thick, but just right. She could take it all into her hot, wet mouth, and still have some room to lick with her tongue. It did not go so deep into her throat as to be uncomfortable.
While she held his crotch tight into her face with his prick in her mouth, she twisted her hips and rubbed her cunt against him. Her pussy was seeping those slippery fluids again, smearing his young face, but Dick seemed to enjoy that very much. His hands were holding her ass tightly as his tongue lapped along the puffy slit, then curled about her clitoris, finally stabbing into her cunt. He tongue-fucked his mother slowly, squeezing at her naked ass while she sucked on his cock.
It was not fast and furious this morning. They sucked and licked each other tenderly and lovingly. Soft slurping sounds came from between Diane's thighs as her son sucked and licked, moist, wet sounds exciting her as she moved back and forth on his rigid cock.
Diane pulled her mouth from his cock and wiped her face into his crotch, feeling his prick and balls against her cheeks and neck. "I'm going to suck your cock off for breakfast, darling," she murmured huskily. "I'm going to suck your sweet cock and make you come again in my mouth."
"Yeah, Mom," Dick's voice came from between her legs. "And I'm gonna have cunt for breakfast. Hot, hairy, real wet cunt--your cunt, Mom!"
Diane was on her side, her son's head resting on one thigh and the other lightly over his face. She drew his thigh underneath her head and curled the other over her shoulder as she began to suck his cock again. She ran her hands over his young, tight ass, feeling the vibrancy of his youth as she mouthed him. They were in no hurry at the moment, enjoying sucking each other without mindless frenzy. They used their mouths and tongues lovingly now, pleasing each other with tender love.
Diane wiggled her crotch against her son's face and he fucked into her mouth, but it was all done slowly and with concern for the other's pleasure. She loved the way he fondled her naked ass while his tongue licked about the puffy, hairy lips of her cunt, sometimes swirling around her swollen clitoris and sometimes darting in and out of the burning wetness.
Clamping her lips tightly, she allowed her son to fuck her mouth slowly, never trying to penetrate her throat. He ran his cock back and forth in short, slow motions, and this allowed her to receive the full pleasure of licking that throbbing hardness with her tongue. She could feel an orgasm swelling in the pit of her stomach, causing her clitoris to become quite swollen. Her son's upper lip was pressing tightly upon it as his tongue delved into the heat of her satiny cunt.
She wanted to wrap her lips about his precious balls only inches from her eyes, but was afraid to let his cock go, afraid he would come off before she could take it back into her mouth. She did not want to disappoint him at that moment the way Fancy always seemed to. Dick was pumping just a little faster, but still not in a frenzy. His tongue was licking at her cunt more eagerly, too. She felt a tremor go through his body and into her hands that gripped his ass cheeks. She knew he would be gushing soon.
Holding her lips tight around his cock, she let her son fuck into her mouth, her eyes watching his balls as they drew up. She dug her fingers into his ass cheeks, pulling at them with each thrust of his cock, releasing the pressure when he pulled back. As he fucked her mouth, she moved her cunt in a fucking motion against his face.
Dick held his mother's naked ass, letting her fuck his tongue and grind and rub her deliciously wet and hairy cunt against his face. He held her curvy ass lightly so as not to interfere with her movements. Then he shoved a hand between their bodies to cup one firm tit, still hanging onto her ass with the other. His tongue was out of his mouth as far as he could make it go, and she could actually fuck it. The taste of his mother's cunt was so good!
When Diane came, she pressed her pussy a bit harder into his mouth. The ecstasy caused ripples to run up and down her naked, creamy flesh, her ass tightening as she convulsed. Dick licked faster as he felt his mother coming, sucking on her throbbing clitoris. His cock kept moving in and out of her mouth. Diane was moaning as she came, and now she clutched at his ass hard, pulling his cock faster into her mouth, urging her son to fuck her as fast as he wanted.
A low, muffled grunt came from Dick and his cock seemed to swell. Then the spurting sweetness of his come juice came boiling into her mouth. Diane gave a delighted squeal as she tasted the thick, rich, creamy come juice coating her tongue and rolling down her throat. She gurgled wetly and swallowed, managing to flick her tongue about his gushing piss hole as his cock moved between her lips. She sucked on his squirting cock harder, creating a powerful suction to drain his preciously beautiful balls.
Mother and son pulled away from each other, not even breathing hard. They had sucked each other off without the mindless frenzy of before. It had been done with slow, loving tenderness.
"Now we'll have breakfast for real," Diane said, sitting up.
She giggled when she saw her son's cunt-wet face. Leaning over, she ran her tongue about his cheeks, then probed his mouth with it. Swinging her long legs over the bed, she stood up, stretching. Arms over her head, shoulders back, her tits strained outward, nipples pointing, she arched her back and spread her feet as she yawned.
"Hot cakes and sausage?" she asked.
He nodded, eyes gleaming. "You're better looking than Fancy, Mom," he said. "She doesn't have big titties like you, and your cunt is covered with hair."
"Flattery will get you anything you want," she laughed, sticking her tongue out at him, then twirling to leave the room. She waggled her ass tauntingly at him and went to the kitchen naked, feeling wonderfully alive.
She heard the shower going and she smiled happily as she cooked. It was already past noon and they were just eating breakfast! She had never been in the habit of sleeping so late, but every fiber of her being felt so good, so alive!
She was hoping Fancy would stay away for the day, yet at the same time she was anxious to put her plan into action with the selfish little girl. Diane had broken the spell Fancy seemed to have woven about her, and she was now ready to teach Fancy a lesson.
Almost as soon as Diane and her son finished eating, Fancy was with them. She came in breezily, as if she owned the place, chattering. The first thing she did was hug Dick and kiss him, her hands sliding about the front of his pants. Diane saw the small hand cup and squeeze her son's cock.
Then she turned to hug Diane. The hot little lips pressed against hers and, as Fancy kissed her, a small hand ran about the curve of her ass, then over her hip to give Diane's cunt a squeeze.
Fancy had entered without knocking, catching Diane and Dick undressed. The obvious delight in Fancy's blue eyes made Diane frown.
"You two been up to something, huh?" Fancy asked, flashing her eyes as she picked a sausage link and chewed it. "You're both naked."
For just a moment Diane almost let her have it, but decided against it. For her plan to work, at least initially, Fancy would have to be off guard. Giving Fancy a quick smile, she said, "Maybe we have."
"Mmmmmm, and I didn't get to watch," Fancy pouted. "What did you do, suck Dick's cock off again? Or fuck him finally?"
Diane pulled Fancy against her. "You don't want to know all our family secrets, do you?"
"We don't have secrets," Fancy replied, wiggling her little ass when Diane cupped the tight cheeks, drawing the girl's crotch over one of her naked thighs. As she held Fancy's ass, she rubbed her thigh into Fancy's bubbly little cunt.
"My, you feel hot already," Diane whispered, winking at her son over the top of that blonde head, the hair tied back into a single tight ponytail.
Dick watched his mother cupping Fancy's ass and shoving her thigh between those slim ones of the girl. His eyes quickly became hot, and his cock stirred as he sat at the table. Fancy was wearing a bright, fresh summer dress, one that made her look so very young and vulnerable. But Diane knew, as did her son, that the girl was not at all as she pretended to be.
With her thigh rubbing at Fancy's crotch, Diane pulled her dress up in back, revealing her tight white panties. Fancy's ass was very small, very tight, and deliciously beautiful, and Diane was very much aware of the effect it would have on her son, or on his cock, anyway. When Dick stood up, she saw his prick already arching out, lifting as it swelled into hardness.
Dick gripped his cock with a fist, throwing his hips forward and giving it a jerk or two as he grinned at his mother. He moved slowly behind Fancy, still stroking his cock. As he pressed it to those white panties, Diane shoved his hand away and took his cock in her own. She ran the swelling head about the tightness of Fancy's panties and the back of her thigh, leaving a moist trail on the little girl's flesh.
"Ooooo, I like that," Fancy gurgled, squeezing her thighs around the one between her legs. "Rub Dick's cock all over me, Diane. Rub it around my ass and legs."
Diane moved her son's cock about the tight panties, then pulled them into the crack of Fancy's ass, drawing the seeping head of her son's cock about the creamy smooth cheeks, making the girl gurgle and wiggle. Diane managed to pump on her son's cock as she did this, and watched her son's eyes roll with delight.
"Oh, I gotta get fucked!" Fancy whimpered, jerking from Diane's thighs and twisting in her arms to face Dick. As she turned, Diane's hand came off his prick and Fancy gripped it, pressing her little ass against Diane. Diane brought her hands up and cupped the firm little titties, squeezing and massaging while Fancy jerked on Dick's prick. "Take my dress off, Diane," Fancy mewled.
Diane opened her dress, shoving it down to the girl's writhing hips. She left it there to fondle the succulent smallness of those sweet titties again, making Fancy's nipples arch up and out in rubbery hardness.
"Suck my titties," Fancy gurgled and drew Dick's face to her naked tits. "Diane, take my dress and panties off."
Diane looked over the shoulder of the girl, watching her son pull a pink, sugary nipple into his mouth. When her son was sucking happily, she dropped to her knees behind the girl and pulled her dress down. Fancy was directing them, Diane knew, as if they were puppets. Yet there was also a feeling of excitement inside her. This feeling made what she was going to do much easier.
With Fancy's dress pooled at her feet, Diane gazed at the sweetness of the girl's rounded ass. The white panties served to emphasize the tantalizing prettiness, and she moved her hands about the tight panties.
"My panties!" Fancy was gasping as she jerked wildly on Dick's throbbing cock. "Diane, pull my panties down!"
But first Diane slipped her hand between those satiny thighs to feel about Fancy's cunt. The crotch of the white panties was already moist with the girl's seeping juices. Hooking her fingers into the elastic waist band, Diane drew Fancy's panties down slowly, teasing herself more than the girl. The creamy ass became exposed, and leaving the panties halfway down Fancy's thighs, Diane cupped the scalding little pussy. Fancy gurgled with pleasure and wiggled her ass.
"Kiss it, Diane!" Fancy mewled, pumping hard on Dick's cock. "Kiss my ass, Diane! Oooo, run your tongue about my ass!"
Diane was not in the least surprised to find she wanted to lick the creamy asscheeks. Despite her plans, she liked the girl and wanted to taste every inch of her youthful body. She moved her face forward, her lips moist and hot. She began kissing at the velvety asscheeks eagerly, holding Fancy's hips.
"I said lick my ass!"
"I will," Diane said in a low voice as she darted her tongue from her mouth. She dragged it up and down the heat of Fancy's ass, then probed between her asscheeks, searching for the tiny pucker of her asshole.
She had just barely touched Fancy's asshole with her tongue when Fancy said, "Kiss your son's cock!"
Diane drew back and saw Fancy had taken Dick's cock between her thighs, holding it close to her steamy cunt, the head swollen and sticking from her thighs. The piss hole was seeping, and with a soft moan of desire, Diane ran her tongue about her son's cock, tasting the juices as her nose pressed into the crack of Fancy's ass. She closed her lips about the head of his cock, sucking on it as Fancy wiggled her naked ass into her nose and eyes. With the head of her son's cock in her mouth, her nose deep in that exciting, hot crack, Diane shoved Fancy's panties to her feet and the girl was as naked as they were.
Wrapping her arms about both Fancy and her son, Diane sucked on the swollen head of her son's cock, gripping his ass with her palm and pulling, trying to get more of his prick into her mouth. Her nose was pressing now into Fancy's asshole and she could hardly breathe. She lapped her tongue about her son's piss hole, hearing him moan with pleasure.
"I wanna get fucked!" Fancy squealed, pressing her rounded ass back into Diane's face hard enough to cause her lips to pull from his cock. "I want Dick to put his cock in my cunt and fuck me!"
Diane sat on her heels, looking up as Fancy twisted to face her, still gripping Dick's cock.
"I wanna fuck him," Fancy said, "and when I get through, I wanna watch you two fuck."
"Why?" Diane asked.
"Because I wanna see a boy fuck his mother, that's why," the girl said simply.
"Maybe I don't want to fuck my son," Diane said.
"Maybe you don't, but you will," Fancy said firmly.
"Oh?"
"If you don't, then I'm not gonna come over here anymore."
She's so sure of herself, Diane thought. She still thinks she has me and Dick just where she wants us. I think you, little girl, are in for one hell of a surprise!
"Then I'll fuck him," she said. "You know we can't do without you, Fancy."
"I know," Fancy giggled, wigging her hips and jerking on Dick's prick. "I know you can't."
"Will you get on top of my son?" Diane asked. "I love to watch your pretty ass bouncing up and down. I can see his cock fucking your pretty cunt better when you're on top."
"You wanna watch, you can," Fancy said. "Come on, Dick, get on your back and let me at that cock!"
CHAPTER NINE
Dick sprawled back, his cock standing up firm from the scant hair at the base. His balls hung between his thighs, and he gazed up at Fancy as the girl stood above, straddling him, her hips arched forward.
Diane, at her son's feet, saw the girl bend her knees and start to squat down. This is going to be easier than I thought, she told herself. As Fancy squatted lower, Diane ran her hands up to cup the spreading sweetness of that small ass. She held the hot asscheeks while Fancy went lower.
"You stick his cock up my cunt, Diane," Fancy said in a hot, whispery voice. "You can put your son's cock in my pussy."
Diane grasped Dick's cock at the base as Fancy leaned over. Moving her head down, she peered at the golden-fuzzed tightness of Fancy's pussy. Rubbing her son's cock along the wet cunt slit, Diane could not help but feel excited. Her own cunt was throbbing and the insides of her thighs were wet. Her tits swelled and her nipples tingled. She held her son's cock and watched that succulent cunt stretch about the smooth head.
Fancy, with soft moans of pleasure, moved her cunt down onto Dick's cock until it was stuffed completely inside her. Diane stared with glazed desire at the joining. Fancy's cunt was down on the base of Dick's cock, and was squeezing visibly. She cupped her son's balls gently, and sucked in a long hiss of air when Fancy lifted, drawing the slippery heat of her cunt up Dick's cock. Then, just when Diane thought the girl was going to lift off, Fancy plunged down, squealing with delight. The pink tightness of her tiny asshole winked at Diane.
Fancy was astride Dick like a jockey, her knees drawn up and her small tits almost on his chest. She lifted and lowered her creamy little ass slowly, and Diane could see her tight cunt clasping her son's cock clearly, including the provocative tightening of that small asshole.
She was breathing heavily as she watched, listening to the almost whispering moist sounds and watching her son's cock glisten with the sweet juices of that pretty cunt. She snaked her tongue out and, still keeping her eyes on Fancy's fucking cunt, licked at her son's thighs, moving upward, closer to his balls.
Diane was angry with Fancy, but she could not deny the excitement all this gave her. Her cunt was boiling, throbbing between her thighs as she moved her tongue up Dick's thighs. She saw his hands holding the small cheeks of the girl's ass, and he arched his hips up when Fancy came down on him. She could hear the soft grunts of pleasure he made, and the throaty whimpers coming from Fancy.
"Ooooo, your cock is so hard, Dick!" Fancy mewled, her ass moving a little faster. "I love it when you're so fucking hard! Golly, just wait until you get your cock in your mother's pussy!"
Diane's tongue had reached her son's balls now, and when she flicked the tip about them, the pumping ass of Fancy was rubbing at her nose.
"Ooooo, kiss my ass, Diane!" Fancy called. "Kiss my ass while I fuck your son! Come on, Diane ... lick around my ass!"
Diane moved her face up a little, her tongue thrusting out at least two inches. She swirled it about the smooth cheeks, then darted it between them and probed the tightness of Fancy's asshole. Fancy gave a gurgle of ecstasy, wiggling her tight ass in a circle.
"Oooo, lick my asshole, Diane!" she wailed. "Lick my asshole! Ohhh, that's nice ... your tongue on my asshole! Golly, it's all wet and hot!"
Diane fluttered the tip of her tongue about the tight asshole. Fancy was holding her ass up, making it easier for her. Dick, however, was pumping his cock up and down, fucking Fancy as his mother licked. He still held Fancy's asscheeks in his hands, pulling them as far apart as he could.
"Inside!" Fancy wailed.
Diane's tongue was racing up and down the tight heat of the tiny asshole, her hands gripping her son's thighs. When she heard what Fancy said, she almost drew away. But the heat between her own legs was scalding her, making her feel more erotic than before.
"Put your fucking tongue up my asshole, Diane!" Fancy squealed. "I wanna feel your tongue in my ass--and Dick's cock in my cunt, at the same time! Come on, stick your tongue up my fucking asshole!"
Diane moaned and pressed the stiff tip of her tongue at the tight asshole. She heard Fancy sobbing in pleasure as the pressure increased upon her sensitive asshole. Diane pressed harder, and then her tongue slipped into the hot opening. She felt Fancy's asshole grip her tongue, and when she began to plunge it back and forth, tongue-fucking the girl in her ass, Diane had a thought about Dick. This would be so much more fun if it was his asshole, she thought.
With Diane's tongue thrusting in and out of her ass, Fancy couldn't wiggle. She held her ass arched so Diane could tongue-fuck it, while Dick plunged his cock in and out of her cunt. She was giggling and gurgling, squealing and sobbing with the intensity of the double penetration. Her small body trembled with ecstasy.
"Ooooo, this is making me come!" Fancy yelped. "Golly, it feels so good, and I'm coming!"
Diane was very much aware of the orgasms churning through Fancy. The convulsions of her already tight pussy around Dick's cock caused her asshole to clench on her tongue. Diane managed to keep thrusting that tongue, though. And as she tongued Fancy up the ass, she was waiting for the prepared signal of her son, the signal they had agreed upon to tell her when he was ready to come off.
"Ooooo, so good!" Fancy was sobbing. "Dick, let me know when you wanna come! Ohhhh, golly, golly!"
Dick was grunting, and Diane knew he was doing his best to hold back for a while longer. She wanted Fancy to be gripped as tightly and hotly as she could be when Dick was ready.
Ramming her tongue swiftly into Fancy's asshole, she moved one of her hands to his balls and gripped them, hoping this would prevent him from discharging too fast. Her tongue moved deep, wiggling about inside that tight asshole, increasing the spasms of Fancy's pussy.
"Ohhhhh, golly! I'm coming so fucking much! Eat my asshole, Diane! Ooooo, fuck my asshole. Suck it. Eat it. Kiss it! Don't come, Dick! Let me know if you're gonna come!"
Diane felt the small body shaking, the hot ass in her face and her tongue deep inside the tiny asshole. Dick was, she knew, fighting hard to hold back his discharge. Her tongue was wild and hot as she fucked it in and out of Fancy's asshole. She and her son were making the girl shake with the multiple orgasms crashing through her. It was going just the way Diane had thought it would.
By now Fancy was almost out of her mind with the exquisite ecstasy Dick's cock and her tongue were giving her. Diane felt her son's balls growing tight, and knew he was on the verge of exploding. Fancy was still clutched by her boiling orgasms, and as she pulled her tongue from the girl's clenching asshole, Fancy was hardly aware of it. Diane placed her hands on the small hips, feeling the girl shaking violently with orgasms. Quickly she was on her knees and her hands were on Fancy's shoulders.
"What are you...." Fancy yelped.
Diane pressed down hard on Fancy's shoulder, looking over into her son's face. "Now, Dick! Shoot it up her fucking cunt! Come in her pussy, baby!"
Diane shoved down hard, pressing Fancy's cunt all the way into her son's cock. Dick grunted and came.
Fancy screamed, trying to pull away, but Diane put her weight on the girl's shoulders, holding her there as her son gushed thick come juice into her tight, golden-fuzzed cunt. All Fancy's struggles did her no good. Dick was gushing his hot come juice into her cunt with swift spurts, filling it completely.
"Stop it, goddamn you! Stop ... let me up!" Fancy screamed.
But Diane held her there until her son's contorted face relaxed. As soon as she pulled her hands off Fancy's shoulders, the girl jerked her pussy off Dick's cock and scooted on her naked little ass back until she was pressed against the cupboard doors of the kitchen sink. She drew her knees up protectively and glared at Diane.
"He's not supposed to come in my cunt, goddamn it!" Fancy said. "No one is supposed to come in my pussy, and I think you're a fucking cock-sucking bitch for making him do it, Diane! I don't think I like you anymore now."
"I'm sorry, Fancy," Diane said. "I got so excited ... you know, licking your ass. I won't do it again, I promise."
Fancy didn't look convinced. Her blue eyes glowed with anger and she held her knees against her small tits. Diane could just see her puffy little cunt pooching between her thighs. "You're lying to me," Fancy said. "I think you did it on purpose. I better get out of here." She scrambled about in search of her panties and dress.
Diane, knowing the perverse desires of the girl, knew what to say. "Fancy, don't go," she pleaded. "Listen, darling ... I'll...." Diane pretended shyness. "I'll lick your cunt if you want me to."
"You've licked my cunt before," Fancy retorted.
"But not with it filled with my son's come juice," Diane said. "I'll tongue-fuck you and lick it all out. Won't that be fun, Fancy? We can let my son watch me suck his come juice out of your sweet pussy."
A gleam came into Fancy's eyes. Diane had known that would get the girl.
"You will?" Fancy asked. "You'll suck my cunt now, right after Dick came in me?"
"Promise," Diane said, childishly crossing her heart with a finger. "I always keep my promises, don't I, Dick?"
"She does, Fancy," her son agreed. "Come on, don't go. Mom will suck your cunt right now."
Fancy looked up at Diane, searching her face with wary eyes. Diane sat on the floor then leaned back until she was spread out with her legs wide, her tits firm.
"Come on, sit in my face and I'll suck your cunt real good, honey. Maybe seeing me eat your sweet little pussy will make my son excited and then you can watch me suck him off."
"I'd rather see him fuck you," Fancy said.
"OK," Diane agreed quickly. "You can watch my son fuck me after I eat your cunt. Come on, put that pretty cunt in my face! I'm really hungry for it, Fancy."
"You better remember your promise," Fancy said. "If you don't let me watch him fuck you, then I won't ever come back here anymore."
"I've promised," Diane said, writhing her naked ass on the kitchen floor. She didn't have to pretend desire--it was burning through her, her cunt wet and throbbing.
Fancy, on her knees, moved to Diane. She lifted one leg and flung it over Diane's neck. Diane gazed up at the sweetness of that tight, young cunt, licking her lips. She was really eager to suck it, to taste her son's creamy come juice from inside it.
Fancy lowered her golden-fuzzed pussy, still watching Diane warily, not believing her. Still, she trusted that her control over Diane and Dick was still there. She had confidence in her succulent body--no one had refused her. She was too desirable, too sweet, too innocent-looking and much too erotic. She could make people do all kinds of things, Fancy felt. All she had to do was wiggle her hot little ass and let them know she was willing, and they would do just what she wanted.
Yet, Fancy felt Diane should be punished for helping her son come off in her cunt. She had to exert the upper hand again, make Diane know she and Dick had to do what she wanted, and only what she wanted.
Settling her cunt into Diane's face, she was looking down at the burning eyes. "Eat me," she said simply.
Diane opened her mouth, pressing her lips against the fuzzy cunt, thrusting her tongue as deep as she could. She tasted the sweetness of her son's come juice inside the girl's sugary cunt, and began to lap and tongue-fuck as she sucked. Fancy began to breathe faster, her small tits arching out in two delicious points.
She rubbed her cunt into Diane's face with soft squeals. She didn't even look at Dick, who was staring with excited eyes, watching his mother suck the girl's cunt. His cock, although he had come a lot, was lifting again. He moved closer to his mother's head, and then Fancy looked at him.
"Jack his cock while you suck my cunt, Diane," she breathed heavily. "Play with his cock and eat me!"
Eagerly Diane closed her fingers about her son's rock-hard cock and began to jack him, her tongue plunging deeply into Fancy's cunt. Her other hand held a small asscheek, and her chin was pressed into Fancy's asshole.
What Fancy did not know, Diane thought, was that she was intensely excited to be licking her son's come juice from the girl's cunt. It was a real turn on for her, and she twisted her ass against the kitchen floor, scissoring her legs as her own pussy bubbled with that wet heat. She could feel an orgasm swelling between her thighs as her tongue rushed up and down, fucking at the slippery tightness of Fancy's cunt.
She gripped her son's cock hard as she pumped on it from her awkward position, hoping he would not become so excited he would come off before they put the rest of their plan into effect. She slurped hungrily on Fancy's cunt, her tongue racing in and out, swallowing as her mouth filled with her son's creamy come juice. She slipped her tongue up and swirled it around Fancy's clitoris, then tried to suck it with her lips, but Fancy twisted and writhed to keep Diane's tongue inside her cunt.
"You gotta suck it all out, Diane!" Fancy moaned. "You gotta take all your son's come juice out of my cunt! Lick me, lick my pussy real deep!"
With her mouth wide open and pressed against the fuzzy cunt, Diane darted her tongue up and down. She had thought it would be exciting to lick her son's come juice from the tasty pussy, but it was even better than she had suspected. It was good, real good. Her tongue was coated time and again with her son's come juice and the sweetness of Fancy's wetness. It was a combination that sent Diane's flesh to rippling and her cunt to boiling.
When she felt her son's hand moving through the thick curls of her cunt, Diane lifted her hips. Dick began to rub and tease her swollen clitoris with his fingers as she stroked and squeezed his cock, peering around Fancy's hip to watch his mother eat that sugary pussy.
Diane moaned in pleasure as her son began to finger-fuck her. When he plunged a finger into her cunt, she began to suck hotter and wilder at Fancy's cunt, squeezing the small asscheek and trying to bring the blonde-fringed pussy even tighter against her face.
Fancy was whimpering and grinding her cunt down into Diane's mouth, and Diane was tossing her hips up and down as her son finger-fucked her. Diane knew she would have to make Fancy come, if only to emphasize her willingness to let Fancy have her way.
As she felt Fancy's cunt quivering against her lips, she heard the girl squealing that she was about to come. Diane whipped her tongue in and out, fucking fast and hard. As Fancy's cunt convulsed about her tongue, her own hairy cunt went into spasms about her son's finger. Diane moaned with the ecstasy burning through her, digging her one hand into the tight flesh of Fancy's writhing little ass.
Diane was surprised that Fancy continued to sit in her face after she came. Fancy was gasping as she sat, and Diane didn't move because she had one more plan. She allowed Fancy to sit on her mouth as long as she wanted, hoping to keep the girl off guard.
Suddenly Diane's eyes went wide.
Fancy was giggling.
And as she giggled, she was pissing into Diane's mouth. Diane tasted and felt the warm piss flowing, and began to struggle to move her face out of the way. But Fancy grabbed her head and closed her thighs tightly. Diane closed her lips but her mouth had already almost been flooded with Fancy's piss before she realized what had happened. Fancy kept right on pissing though, pissing against Diane's closed lips and into her face.
The woman's neck and face were drenched with the warm piss, and she had no choice but to take it. Her hair was soaked, the piss warm against her lips. Diane was surprised to find herself coming again, coming with a force--and because she was being pissed upon! Fancy was pissing against her tightly closed lips and she was coming!
Dick's eyes were huge as he saw his mother's face shining with piss. His cock throbbed very hard, and he felt as if he were about to come just watching it all.
CHAPTER TEN
"Did I make you mad, Diane?" Fancy said.
Diane sat up after Fancy moved off her face, feeling the warm piss run from her face and neck, down over her tits and stomach.
"Of course not," Diane said. "You can do anything you want with me. You should know that by now."
"With Dick, too?"
"Ask him."
"You sure can, Fancy," Dick agreed when Fancy looked at him. "You can even piss in my face if you wanna."
Fancy looked very pleased.
Diane got to her feet. "Fancy, why don't you play with my son's cock while I go clean up?"
"I'll keep him hard," Fancy said, sitting on her naked little ass and reaching for Dick's cock.
Dick stood up in front of her, as they had agreed he would. Diane, with piss running down her body, winked at her son above Fancy's head and went to the hall bathroom.
This pissing had been unexpected, and as she looked at herself in the mirror, Diane found she was still excited by it. She ran her hands about her piss-wet tits, then up over her face. She licked at her hands, and smiled at her reflection.
"That's one more thing, Fancy," she whispered.
As she washed, she trusted her son to go along with her, even though this was something they had not discussed. It had been unexpected, and Diane was amazed that she had come when Fancy pissed in her face. She wondered if her orgasm would have been stronger if her son had been holding his cock over her face, pissing into it....
Clean again, she started back to the kitchen. As she stepped in, she saw Fancy was still sitting with her legs spread out on either side of Dick's feet. Her back was to Diane, and she smiled at her son because that had been his job, to make sure Fancy's back was toward the door.
The girl was still stroking Dick's cock, her ponytail swinging gently. Now and then Fancy would lean forward and lick her tongue along his prick.
Diane waited a while longer, ready to hide behind the door if Fancy should look over her shoulder. What she had to do was sneak up behind the girl, and surprise her.
"You excited about fucking your mother, Dick?" Fancy said, the words carrying to Diane. "I bet you've been looking forward to fucking her hairy cunt for a long time, huh?"
"I sure have, Fancy," Dick replied, winking at his mother over the girl's head. "I bet she's real good fuck, too."
"You think she's gonna be as good as me?"
"You're the best, Fancy," Dick said. "You just gotta be the best fuck around."
"I like that," Fancy giggled, taking a swipe at his cock with her small, wet tongue. "Maybe one of these days I'll let you come in my mouth."
Diane began moving into the kitchen, sliding her feet on the tiled floor. Fancy heard nothing, still talking to Dick about her plans for them. Diane wasn't listening anymore. She was excited about what she and her son were about to do with this amazingly erotic little girl.
She moved up behind Fancy and stood for a moment, looking down at the blonde head. Fancy was, it seemed, talking to Dick's cock as she stroked it. Diane glanced at her son, who was waiting expectantly.
Suddenly, Diane reached out and clutched Fancy's face, holding it tightly. Fancy cried out in surprise, but could not pull loose. Diane held her head trapped, holding it back against her thighs.
"Now, Dick," Diane said. "Fuck her cock-sucking little mouth! Fuck her mouth and come in it!"
Fancy struggled, but could not get away. Her blue eyes flashed with anger as she attempted to prevent Dick's hard cock from entering her mouth. "No! I won't!" she screamed. "I won't do it ... I don't let him!"
"Yes you will," Diane said, almost calmly. "We're tired of your selfishness, Fancy. We're tired of you using us for your little games, your satisfaction. It's time someone taught you how to share. Go on, Dick, fuck her hot little mouth! We'll make a cock-sucker out of her yet."
Dick was pressing the dripping head of his cock against Fancy's lips, pushing to get it inside her mouth. Fancy's lips were getting very slippery, and they soon parted. As they parted, so did her teeth and Dick's cock entered her mouth!
"That's it, darling!" Diane gurgled triumphantly. "Now fuck her in that little mouth!"
Holding Fancy's face tightly, the blonde head almost between her thighs, Diane rested her cunt on top of it. She was leaning over, watching her son's cock sliding into Fancy's mouth now without any resistance at all. That, and the way her cunt pressed against the blonde head, was making Diane excited. She began to rub her cunt along Fancy's hair, feeling her pussy lips and clitoris tingling.
"Oooooo, fuck that little mouth, Dick!" she gurgled, holding Fancy's cheeks tight.
Dick, his hips pumping, driving his cock in and out of Fancy's surprisingly wet and hot little mouth, her small lips stretched tightly, brought his hands to his mother's tits and began to play with them. Diane kept watching his cock inside Fancy's mouth, moaning in pleasure as it went all the way, his balls brushing her chin. Fancy had placed her hands on Dick's hips in an effort to keep him from shoving his cock into her mouth, but now they rested on his flesh, no longer struggling with him.
In fact, Diane saw the little girl's hands slide to her son's ass, and knew she was holding the cheeks as Dick thrust his cock into her mouth without any resistance at all now. His young face was ecstatic as he dug his hands into his mother's firm tits, his hips pumping. Diane was watching his cock fuck Fancy's mouth. Despite their plans, she was prepared to stop her son if Fancy seemed in danger. She did not want to harm the girl, only show her how much better it would be without her selfishness.
So far, Fancy was accepting it all passively. Fancy was not struggling, and Diane released the pressure of her thighs slightly, still rubbing her cunt in the blonde hair. She detected a slight movement of Fancy's head, and started to squeeze again. But Fancy wasn't trying to get away, she was only bobbing her face back and forth on Dick's cock.
She heard soft moans coming from Fancy's cock-filled mouth, and then caught a glimpse of those blue eyes. They were rolling in Fancy's head, glazed, and the shine in them was of passion, of ecstasy. Fancy was enjoying it! But she kept her thighs alongside Fancy's young face just in case. She moved her right hand off of Fancy and under her son's plunging cock, rubbing his precious balls about Fancy's chin.
Dick was going deep into that hot little mouth, and each time brought a mewl from Fancy.
"She likes it, Dick," Diane said in a husky voice. "She really likes being fucked in her mouth!"
"I know, Mom!" Dick grunted. "Her mouth is real hot and wet ... tight like her cunt!"
"Forget it, baby!" Diane urged. "Fuck her cock-sucking little mouth, and come in it! Come in her fucking mouth, Dick! Use her mouth as if it was her hot little cunt! Fuck her ... fuck her good! Suck him, Fancy! You selfish little cunt ... suck his cock off!"
A groan came up from the tightly stretched lips, and Fancy's melting blue eyes rolled. Diane felt the girl's hips moving between her feet, and knew this must be making Fancy hot as hell--she was writhing her ass on the floor!
The grunts of her son told her, too, that he could not hold out much longer. Diane saw his face starting to screw up with almost unbearable pleasure.
"Do it, Dick! Come in her fucking mouth!" Diane urged. "Fill her cock-sucking mouth. Squirt that sweet come juice down her throat, baby!"
Dick, instead of plunging his cock in deep as he came, held his cock halfway inside Fancy's lips. Holding his balls, Diane felt him starting to come. A wet gurgle came from Fancy as the spurting come juice splashed into her small mouth. For an instant Diane thought Fancy was trying to break free of her clasping thighs. Instead, Fancy was sucking wildly on Dick's gushing cock and trying to take it into her throat.
Thick white come juice seeped from the comers of her stretched lips, but Diane held the girl's throat lightly, feeling it work as she swallowed.
Dick, trembling, slipped his prick from Fancy's mouth.
Fancy, her hot lips glistening with come juice, turned her head up between Diane's clasping thighs. Without taking time to consider it, Diane pressed her hairy cunt down into the little girl's face. She felt Fancy's tongue slurp about her pussy, then she stepped back, reaching to grab Fancy if she tried to break away.
Fancy sat on the floor, her lips wet, her eyes still a little glassy. She didn't speak, just sat there breathing heavily. Diane thought they had done enough to the girl but she knew her son was anxious to put the rest of the plan into action.
Fancy suspected they were not through with her yet. She gazed at Dick's hardening cock, then up at Diane. She began to shiver.
"Can I go home, now?" Fancy asked, sounding like a very small girl.
Diane almost gave in. Instead, she said, "Not yet, Fancy. My son and I still owe you a few, remember?"
"Please don't," Fancy said. "I'll be good, I promise. I'll be a good girl, Diane."
"Of course you will, honey," Diane stroked the girl's creamy cheek. "You're going to be a very good fucking little girl."
"What else are you gonna do to me?"
"You'll find out," Diane said, "and I believe you just might like it better than you expect. You sure loved it when my son squirted his come juice into your hot mouth, that's for sure!"
Diane watched in amazement as the little girl actually blushed, lowering her eyes. It was, Diane knew, a silent admission to the truth. Dick's cock was firm now, standing out at an angle.
It was time.
When she placed her hands on Fancy's shoulders to press her forward, Fancy moved into position as if she had been expecting just this. She leaned on her hands and knees for a moment, her blonde ponytail hanging over her shoulder. She looked at Dick's cock, then lowered her face to the floor, keeping her small, delightful ass high in the air. Diane watched the girl's pretty little ass twist slowly.
"You know what my son is going to do, don't you, Fancy?" Diane asked.
Fancy nodded. For a moment Diane thought tears had come into those blue eyes, but then she realized the baby blues were sparkling with anticipation!
Diane caressed Fancy's honey-blonde head, smiling at her. There was no reason to force Fancy at all, she knew. Fancy wanted it. How long the little girl had been wanting all this, Diane had no idea. But that first clasp of her head between her thighs with Dick fucking her mouth, Fancy had given in, and showed it was what she wanted.
"Dick is going to fuck you in the ass, Fancy," Diane said gently.
"I know," the little girl whispered. "I know he is."
"You're not going to try and stop it?"
"No," Fancy said softly.
Dick was already getting to his knees behind the creamy, slightly waving, little ass. His cock moved along a slim thigh and Diane saw Fancy shiver. Bringing her eyes to the spreading ass of the girl, Diane saw the tight twinkle of Fancy's waiting asshole. Sliding her hand to her son's cock, she grasped it at the base and drew the smooth, swollen head toward the pink asshole.
"Put your cock in easy, Dick," Diane warned her son. "Go slow and easy. Don't hurt her."
Diane's eyes were becoming excited as she saw her son's cock pressing against the pink asshole. She rested a palm on one lovely little asscheek, and her intention was to make her son take his cock out of Fancy's ass if she showed it was hurting her.
But as that swollen cockhead pressed upon the tight asshole, Fancy suddenly grunted, and slammed her ass back. "Oooo! Hurry," she squealed suddenly. "Fuck me in my ass, Dick! Stab my fucking asshole with your cock!"
Diane shot a glance at Fancy's young face, expecting a trick. But it was no trick.
"Golly, I've been wanting a hard cock up my asshole since, since, for a long time! Fuck my ass, Dick! Ohhhhh, fuck me up the goddamn ass!"
Diane understood everything now. Fancy had wanted all this for a long time, yet didn't really know how to get it. She used others, had them doing things they really didn't want to, and all the time Fancy had been wanting to be used herself!
Dick thrust his hips forward, and the rounded head of his cock disappeared into that tiny, stretching asshole. Fancy yelped as it entered her, but it was a yelp of exquisite delight, not of pain. As soon as Dick had his cock up her little ass, Diane was amazed--pleased--to see the little girl slam her ass back, sinking onto her son's cock completely.
"Almost too tight!" Dick grunted, digging his fingers into Fancy's hips. "But hot! Oh, Mom, Fancy's asshole is so tight and hot!"
"Fuck me!" Fancy screamed, wiggling her uplifted ass.
Diane was gasping as she watched her son's cock starting to plunge back and forth, the stretched asshole clinging to it like a rubber band. She shot her hand down and clutched a small tit, her other hand lowering to fondle her son's swinging balls. Fancy was swinging her cute ass around, driving it back onto Dick's cock with squeals and yelps of ecstasy. As that sweet ass came plunging down on Dick's cock, Fancy's golden-haired cunt would smash upon Diane's hands. Fancy's cunt was thoroughly soaked and very soon Diane's hand was coated with the slippery juices, too.
"Ohhhh, fuck her, baby," she was murmuring softly, with erotic pleasure. "Fuck that tight little asshole, Dick!"
She felt a small, eager hand slide between her thighs, and then Fancy was rubbing and probing at her hairy cunt with small fingers.
"I wanna feel your cunt, Diane!" Fancy gurgled. "I wanna play with your cunt, fingerfuck you, while Dick fucks my ass!"
Diane spread her knees on the floor, and two of Fancy's fingers began to lunge in and out of her pussy.
"I know!" Dick yelped. "It's making your asshole squeeze my cock!"
"Come in me!" Fancy wailed. "Ohhhhh, please come in me, Dick! Squirt your come juice up my fucking asshole!"
"I am! I am!"
Diane felt the contractions as he squirted. She moaned and her hand dug into a small tight, tit almost brutally.
Fancy's naked body was shaking, her creamy ass lifted so high, Dick's cock was buried very deep, his lower stomach pressed upon the sweetness of her little ass cheeks.
Dick could no longer remain on his knees. He slipped his cock free of Fancy's clutching asshole and settled to the floor. Fancy, her ass still in the air, moaned and sobbed with ecstasy, her ass flexing. Diane gently removed the girl's fingers from her cunt, sitting back and leaning against the cupboard doors below the kitchen sink.
The heavy breathing of all three was the only sound in the room for some time.
Then, slowly, Fancy rolled onto her side, then onto her back. She lay there, sprawled out, arms above her head and legs wide. Her golden-haired sugary cunt pulsated as she writhed in pleasure. Her blue eyes glowed with heat as she looked from Diane to Dick, a smile lighting her whole face.
"I'm awfully sorry," Fancy whispered. "I've been a mean bitch, haven't I?"
"Not really, Fancy," Diane said, returning the smile. "Just selfish."
"Do you still like me?" The question was directed at both Diane and Dick.
"Of course we like you," Diane said. "We've always liked you."
Fancy's young, blue eyes flitted from one to the other, and she suddenly giggled in a naughty way, turning a lovely pink color. "Would you ... would you...."
"It's share and share alike around here," Diane said.
"You've really been fucking Dick?"
Diane nodded.
"And I can watch?"
"You can do anything," Diane said, "as long as you share and not be selfish, honey."
The pink color brightened, and Fancy suddenly became shy. "I want ... would you ... both of you ... You know, I need...."
"Don't be so bashful," Diane urged softly. "Anything, just say it."
"Oh, I'm...." Fancy's eyes twinkled and she twisted her pretty ass on the floor, spreading her legs so wide, she was doing the splits. "Piss on me!"
"What?"
"Piss on me!" Fancy shouted. "I wanna be pissed on! I wanna be pissed all over! Come on, piss on me ... piss in my face ... on my cunt ... all over me!"
"Really?" Diane asked.
"Yes, please!"
"Come on, Dick," Diane said, laughing as she got to her feet. "Let's give her what she wants. Let's piss all over her hot fucking little body!"
Diane stood straddling Fancy's knees as her son stood at the girl's shoulder. Fancy's eyes were glowing with anticipation, looking at Dick holding his cock and then at Diane's cunt. Diane pulled the hair-lined lips of her cunt apart, arching her hips forward.
"Now ... piss!" Fancy squealed. "Ooooo, piss in my fucking, cock-sucking face ... in my hot cunt! Piss ... piss all over me!"
Dick began, the stream splashing up Fancy's fine, sugary tits. That started Diane to pissing, and the stream arched from her cunt to splash upon the sweetness of Fancy's pussy.
"In my face!"
Diane watched her son aim his cock toward Fancy's face, and as the golden stream splashed down, Fancy opened her mouth, letting Dick piss into it. Her own showering piss was drenching that golden-haired cunt.
Without discussing it, Dick and his mother began to move along Fancy's twisting, ecstatic body, still pissing as they moved. Now Diane was pissing into Fancy's excited face and Dick into her cunt. Fancy was clawing her tender pussy apart, her mouth wide. Her naked little body was drenched now, and Diane dripped to a stop into the girl's mouth, watching her son shaking his cock as he finished.
Fancy was as wet as if she had stepped under a shower. Her beautiful, innocent-looking face glowed happily as she ran her hands up and down her piss-wet body.
"Do you like me even more, now?" she asked in a very low, almost hesitant voice.
Diane dropped to her knees, leaning over and taking a piss-wet tit into her mouth. "We love you, darling," she murmured, her tongue licking Fancy's hard nipple.
"We sure do," Dick said, leaning over to kiss Fancy's piss-wet cunt.
