The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often hidden beneath a veneer of normalcy, exposed only under extremely tempting conditions.
The man who, during a strip show at a stag party, climbs up on the stage and performs with the girl in front of his friends. The woman who, after a few too many drinks at a party, takes on all comers, male and female alike. The couple who, while appearing to be staid members of the establishment, secretly joins the neighborhood mate-swappers.
Susan Logan is one of these outwardly normal and quite proper people. But within her lies a love of depravity that even she at first refuses to recognize, a love of depravity that eventually forces her to act.
SEE MOM SPREAD-the story of a young woman haunted by the perversity seething within her. A story about one of the many people facing our modern society.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Susan Logan felt her son's hand squeeze hers when he suddenly stopped.
It was quite dark, and they were walking home from the small grocery store a few blocks away. In her other arm, she carried a small paper sack with bread and eggs in it. Her son carried another sack containing milk.
"What's wrong, Keith?"
"Look, Mom," he said, his voice hushed.
"Look at what? Come on, honey," she said, tugging at his hand. "No, Mom! Look!"
"Look where? What do you see, baby? It's so dark I can't see anything."
"Over there ... in that window," Keith said, his voice sounding strangely husky. "Look at her!"
"Keith, what window?"
"That one, Mom!" he said with frustration. "That window all lit up."
Susan saw it now. "Oh, my God! Doesn't she know people can see in?"
Keith was pulling at his mother's hand, trying to move across the lawn toward the window. Susan held him back.
"Stop that, Keith!" she hissed. "It isn't nice to peek in windows, and especially if someone is undressing. Come on, let's get away from here."
"I wanna see, Mom," he said, excitedly. "Do you know who that is? She's the cheerleader all the guys are after, Mom."
"I don't care if she's the-"
Suddenly the girl in the well lit window was standing up. Her shapely young tits had caught Susan's eye. Susan couldn't resist staring.
They were about ten feet away from the window, and the girl was clearly outlined. Her pink nipples jutted outward with stiffness, and when the girl cupped them, facing the window, Susan wondered if she was doing it on purpose, wanting someone to watch her.
The girl was fondling her tits now, her face glowing with pleasure. Obviously she enjoyed caressing her tits.
Susan knew she should pull her son away, that it wasn't right to peek at a girl this way.
"She's a little exhibitionist," she whispered.
"What's that, Mom?" Keith asked, staring hard at the girl.
Susan glanced at him, but it was difficult to see his expression in the darkness. But his voice told her everything. Her son was excited, and he wasn't ashamed of it. He was gripping her hand tightly, staring at the girl in the window.
Susan felt drawn to the window, felt excited to be spying on the girl.
They moved closer to the window.
The girl caressed her tits, facing the window as if she wanted to be observed. She pinched her stiff nipples, pulled on them, stretching them outward. Her hips seemed to be swaying, and Susan was sure the girl was moaning.
Susan and her son stood about five feet away from the window now.
The girl was very pretty, with hair so blonde that it looked almost white. It swirled about her shoulders in soft waves. Susan could see what her son meant about the boys going after her. She was exquisite.
Close to the window now, Susan could see the girl's hips swaying. She and her son watched, both of them trying to breathe quietly, as the girl's hands went behind her body and unzipped her skirt. The skirt fell, pooling at the girl's feet, and she stood in skimpy, bikini panties.
Susan heard her son gasp, and his fingers tightened around hers.
The girl was now stroking her body, running her hands over her flat stomach, her hips, her thighs, then behind to her ass. Her face radiated with self-induced ecstasy. She drew her hands to the front of her panties, pulling up on them. The crotch tightened, and Susan saw the slit of the girl's cunt outlined. She knew, too, that her son could see it.
To her surprise, Susan found her own pussy tingling with sudden wetness, her tits straining inside her bra. She couldn't deny the pleasure she felt from looking at this lovely girl fondling her body secretly.
The blonde girl slipped her hand between her thighs, rubbing at her cunt, her other hand holding a firm tit.
Susan listened to her son breathing at her side, his hand squeezing hers. She wanted to look at his face, to see his expression, but it was too dark. If he was feeling the same thing she was, his cock had to be ready to burst out of his pants.
The girl in the window was sliding her panties down slowly, as if deliberately doing a striptease. When the hair of her cunt showed, it was as white-blonde as the hair on her head.
Susan heard Keith gasp, and she felt his body sway against her thigh and hip.
The girl stood naked, facing the window, her feet parted, her long slim thighs gorgeous. Susan and her son could see the pink slit of the girl's cunt now. The girl moved her hands downward and parted the pink lips, and her clit strained forward.
Susan swallowed, her eyes burning at the girl's cunt, her body shaking while her own pussy vibrated inside her panties. Her pussy was very wet now, feeling her panties being soaked with the hot flow of her cunt juices.
As if knowing she was being watched, the blonde girl pressed her middle finger into her cunt, slowly, her face glowing hotly, eyes closed. Her pink tongue moved over her lips as she slowly pushed and pulled her finger at her cunt.
Susan and Keith both stood frozen, watching, fascinated, as the pretty cheerleader finger-fucked herself. Susan's cunt felt swollen, and she had the urge to touch it, but resisted. At her side, her son's cock was bulging inside his pants, very hard.
They watched as the blonde beauty worked her finger in and out of her cunt. The girl was bending now, her knees very wide. Susan could almost hear the squishy sounds coming from the girl's cunt, but she knew it was only in her mind.
They watched the girl's body shake, then shudder, her finger pushed deep into her cunt, her face turning hot. Her hips jerked back and forth a number of times, then the girl became still, straightening her slender legs. She pulled her finger out of her pussy and drew it up her flesh, leaving a glistening wetness. She circled one of her pink nipples with her finger, then pulled it to her mouth.
Susan and Keith stared as the girl licked the pussy juices from her finger.
Then the girl turned and walked slowly toward the light switch, her tight, swelling ass-cheeks rippling in motion.
The room went dark.
"My God!" Susan breathed, tugging at her son's hand.
On the sidewalk, Susan felt her legs shaking. She gripped her son's hand very hard, and he was returning the pressure. Her cunt was throbbing with heat, her clit straining at the crotch of her wet, tight panties. She could hardly see because her eyes were glazed.
Susan and her son didn't speak as they walked the rest of the way home. She didn't know what was on her son's mind, but Susan knew what she was going to do just as soon as they were inside the house.
It had been a long time since she had used her fingers on her cunt, but right now, she felt so feverish that she had to make herself come. Her cunt had never felt so swollen, so puffy, in years. Not since her husband died, five years before.
Entering the house, she released her son's hand.
As her son went off to his room, she put the food away, then she hurried to her own room. She closed her door, then began to undress with shaking hands. Her body felt hot, as if on fire.
She stripped her bikini panties off, kicking them off her feet. She stood in the center of her bedroom, her hands moving feverishly over her body, cupping and squeezing her shapely tits, down her stomach, over her hips, cupping the cheeks of her lovely ass.
She closed her eyes, not thinking of the girl in the window, but of a man, a man who loved her, watching her as she aroused and excited him. She ran her fingers through the soft hair of her cunt, then touched the tip of her distended clit.
And Susan came.
It was sudden, unexpected, but not strong.
As her orgasm faded, she felt slightly ashamed of herself. Playing with her own body had never felt right to her.
She stepped into her bathroom, turning the shower on. The stinging hot water soothed her somewhat. She wished she wasn't ashamed of touching herself; the orgasm had been her first in years, and she wanted to feel that hot, wet ecstasy again.
Out of the shower, her skin glowing from the vigorous rub of the towel, she pulled her robe on, remembering she had forgotten to lock the front door when they had come home. She had been in such a hurry to make herself come after watching the wanton display of the teenage cheerleader that she had not thought about the lock at all.
She locked it, turned out the lights, then started back to her room, her robe flapping about her creamy, slim legs.
Before she got to her room, she heard moans coming from Keith's room. She knew what her son was doing. Her first impulse was to go away, but another impulse was stronger.
She slipped to his door and gave it a light shove.
The door opened silently, and she looked in at her son.
Keith was on his belly on the bed, the overhead light blazing. He was naked. He had a pillow beneath his hips, and his tight young ass was moving up and down.
Susan wondered how that could feel good to her son. He had to be rubbing his cock back and forth on the pillow to get any good feeling, she thought. But his ass was not moving back and forth in a rubbing motion; it was going up and down, bobbing in a fucking motion.
She stared at him, holding her breath, not wanting Keith to know she was there.
She started to move away, but her son's ass was bouncing more frantically, and his breath was coming in hot gasps. His hands clawed at his sheet, and she gazed at the way his naked young ass bunched as he humped the pillow.
Then she heard her son groan, a long sigh following it. His ass relaxed, the cheeks unclenching.
She knew her son had come.
Now she slipped away quietly, disturbed that each of them had been so excited by watching the pretty blonde girl that they had done this to themselves.
She closed her bedroom door and removed her robe, seeing her reflection in the mirror on the wall. She was still a beautiful woman, with rich, brunette hair. She had blue eyes, a wide, full mouth, and her flesh was like peaches and cream. Her tits were firm. Her waist was narrow, her hips rounded, her legs long and slender. The hair of her pussy was dark, thick and luxurious.
She was lovely, and she knew it, but she wasn't vain about her beauty.
She turned out the light and climbed beneath the cool sheets.
But she couldn't sleep.
Her cunt was still vibrating from her orgasm, and she felt restless. She closed her eyes and remembered the fantastic things she and her husband had done with each other. She knew it was torment, sheer torment, to let herself remember all that.
His cock . . .
His cock had not been overly large, nor had it been small. The important thing was he knew what to do with his prick, how to please her. He had not been the only man to fuck her, but he had been the best. Susan didn't much care for a cock that was too large. She preferred the average size. If a cock was too big, she couldn't suck it and lick it the way she wanted, and sometimes it stretched her lips until they hurt.
But her husband's cock . . . she could taste it now, her tongue swirling, licking the smooth round head, jizz dripping into her mouth.
Her hands were between her thighs again as she remembered the exciting times with him . . .
She rubbed at her inflamed clit with the fingers of one hand, probing as deep as she could into her cunt with the other hand. She drew one knee back, her hand behind her ass, stabbing at her cunt while she worked her clit in a frenzy.
She couldn't push her fingers in deep enough, nor could she crush her clit hard enough.
She kicked the sheets to the foot of the bed, clawing at her fiery cunt, making juicy sounds that mingled with her cries and sobs of rapture.
She was so involved in what she was feeling that she didn't know that Keith had heard her, and now he was standing in her doorway, watching her in the dim light.
Keith couldn't see much, but he could see what she was doing. He could see his mother was naked, and he could hear the squishy sounds her fingers made at her cunt.
He wanted to stand there and watch his mother, as they had watched the pretty blonde teenager in the window, but he was afraid his mother would see him. He turned and left, leaving her door open.
CHAPTER TWO
Susan, of course, knew she had closed her door the night before.
Slowly it came to her that maybe Keith had gotten up early and checked on her for some reason.
Her eyes widened.
Or had he seen what she had done to herself the night before?
Served her right, she thought as she swung her long legs off the bed. She had spied on him, and he had gotten back at her. Remembering how his naked tight ass humped up and down when she looked in on him, she felt a perverse excitement tingle through her body. She knew how a guy jacked off, but the method her son had used was unusual, at least to her.
Susan slipped into a pair of very skimpy bikini panties, then into tight, white shorts. She looked at her bras, and with a shrug, decided to go without. A powder-blue T-shirt completed her dressing.
After breakfast, Keith went out and started on the lawn. Each Saturday it was his chore to mow and trim.
Susan watched him working the power mower, his young legs flexing with muscles. He looked very nice in those old cut-offs, his chest bare, she thought. Then she went about her morning housework.
Coming to his room, she straightened his sheets and blanket, then she saw the thing that Keith had used to jack off with the night before. He had fashioned a small hole in an old foam rubber pillow, and upon closer inspection of it, she saw how he had used it-as a substitute pussy. The evidence was there.
Instead of feeling ashamed of him, Susan surprised herself by giggling out loud.
Susan hugged the foam rubber against her tits, grinning at the empty room. Then, on a wicked impulse, she lifted her T-shirt and pushed one of her nipples into the hole where her son's cock had been. Hugging the pillow tightly against her tit, she felt her cunt stirring.
Replacing her son's jack-off device back where it had been, she finished his room quickly and left.
Keith was in the back yard now, running the mower up and down the grass.
Her work finished, Susan put a floppy brimmed straw hat on her head and went outside. Keith was sweating now, his half naked body gleaming in the sun. She found his appearance somehow arousing.
Sitting in a patio chair, she crossed her legs and watched until he finished, her gaze moving over his young body with a heat that Susan could hardly deny. She knew she was attracted to her son, sexually attracted.
She watched him bend from the waist in the doorway of the shed where the lawn equipment was stored. She was sure his cut-offs exposed a little of his ass, but then her imagination could be working overtime.
Closing the shed door, Keith came to where his mother sat, wiping sweat from his forehead.
Susan boldly ran her eyes up and down his body, from his knees to his shoulders, lingering longer than necessary at the front of his ragged cut-offs.
Keith sat in a chair nearby, breathing hard.
"Want some lemonade, baby? You look hot."
"That would be fine, Mom," he replied.
As she started for the house, she knew her son was looking at her body. She could feel his eyes on her as if they were his hands. Deliberately, she gave an extra sway to her ass.
Keith was looking at her. He had seen "his mother's tits cupped sweetly in her tight T-shirt, and her nipples straining against the thin fabric had sent a warm sensation through his balls. When she left to get his lemonade, he gazed at the firm roundness of her ass in the white shorts, seeing her panty line. His cock stiffened. He was naked under his cut-offs, and before his mother returned, he made sure his cock wouldn't show.
Crossing her legs again, Susan watched him drink his lemonade. His chest dripped with sweat. Susan wanted to lick his sweat from his chest, especially around his tiny nipples.
"Keith, was that fun last night?" she asked suddenly.
Keith turned and grinned at her. "Mom, every guy in school would love to have a piece . . ."
"A piece of her ass?" Susan said, bold and blunt.
"Yeah," Keith replied very softly, not looking at his mother.
Susan smiled as she watched him try to avoid looking at her. "She was very pretty, wasn't she? Is that the first time you've seen a girl without her clothes on, honey?"
Keith felt too embarrassed to answer. Most boys his age had already seen a girl, at least under her dress, and some of them had even felt girls up. The blonde cheerleader was the only girl Keith had ever seen naked, and he had no idea what a girl's cunt felt like. He had heard a pussy was soft and hot and wet, but he had no first-hand experience.
Susan understood his reluctance to answer.
"Honey, want to do that again tonight?"
"Do what, Mom?"
"Peek."
Keith looked at his mother, eyes wide. "You mean go around and look in people's windows?"
Susan nodded, her eyes shining with a brightness.
"Maybe we can see her again," she said, excitement in her voice, "or someone else. Maybe we'll see someone ... a man and a woman, you know . . . getting it on."
"You like to watch that, Mom?"
"If you mean what we saw last night, the answer is yes. But if you mean watching someone getting it on, I don't know. I've never seen anyone doing it before."
Keith squirmed. His mother had never talked like this with him before. Not that he was embarrassed by it; he was excited.
Susan smiled. "I'd love it if we saw a man and woman doing it, wouldn't you, honey? I mean, both of them naked . . . watching them touch each other . . . putting it in . . . doing it."
"Okay, Mom," Keith answered in a hoarse-sounding voice, watching the ripple of her thigh muscles as she swung her foot.
His balls ached with fullness now and he was afraid his cock would show. He wanted to go to his room and fuck his foam rubber pillow, but then his mother might find out.
Fortunately for him, his mother left him alone.
Again he gazed at her long legs, the bunching of her rounded ass in the tight shorts, the outline of her panties, as she entered the house. After she was out of sight, he pushed down hard on his cock, moaning softly.
Susan felt pleased with herself. She had not meant to say the things she had to her son; they had just popped out. She was anticipating peeking into windows with him. Spying on others in their bedrooms would be a real turn-on, she felt.
She found it very hard to wait until darkness.
At ten that night, she dressed in a full skirt and blouse, putting on a bra and panties.
Keith was waiting for her in the living room. He wore a T-shirt and jeans, with scuffed sneakers. He didn't show any signs of nervousness or embarrassment, and she was glad of that. Susan had never done anything like this in her life, but she was anxious to do it now.
They left the house, and she locked the door behind them. She held her son's hand as they strolled around, looking at houses. They saw people inside living rooms, people having a late dinner, but nothing exciting.
Until they were on another block.
A house surrounded by shrubbery had a lit-up bedroom window on the side, otherwise the house was dark.
Susan pulled her son with her to the side of the house. The window was wide open, the room bright with light. It was a bedroom, with a huge bed and other furniture. A woman, about Susan's age, was stripping nylons from her legs. On the other side of the bed, a man, a few years older, was undressing.
Squeezing her son's hand, Susan peered in, Keith at her side.
The woman removed her nylons and stood, turning to face the man, naked. Her tits were large, the hair on her cunt very thick and long. She was pretty, Keith was fascinated by her body. Susan felt him trembling at her side. The man dropped his pants, and Susan gasped as he turned sideways.
His cock was very long and very thick, and his balls quite hairy.
"Fuckin' air-conditioner," the man growled. 'The hottest night of the fuckin' summer and that cocksucker has to stop working."
"Fix it," the woman said, but her eyes were on the man's cock. "And you can fix a few other things around here once in a while, too."
"Like what?"
"Like me, you asshole," his wife replied. "Do you know when the last time was?"
"Last time was what?"
"The last time I got fucked, you bastard!"
"Aw, shit! You know I work my ass off. I'm too tired to fuck around."
"Is that right?" his wife replied, eyeing his cock. "That cock looks like there's some energy in it."
The man's cock was half hard, and he looked down at it as if surprised to see it that way.
He grinned and looked back at his wife across the bed.
"Hell, if I'm getting a fuckin' hard-on, I guess we better use it, huh?"
"I'm about to use the fucking broom handle," his wife said in a low, husky voice, climbing onto the bed, lying back and spreading her legs.
The pink wetness of her cunt gleamed in the bright light, and Susan squeezed her son's fingers when the woman moved her hand to her pussy, feeling it as she stared with eagerness at her husband's arching prick.
The man climbed onto the bed between the woman's feet, his grin big, his cock even bigger.
"Slam it to me, you asshole!" the woman hissed, drawing her knees back to her big tits. Her ass lifted from the bed and her cunt thrust up invitingly. "Fuck it good, damn you! Ram that big motherfucker in my cunt and fuck it good!"
Susan could hardly control her harsh breathing. Her eyes were glazed as she stood trembling, watching them. She gripped her son's hand very hard, her tits pushing at her bra, her cunt starting to seep juice into the crotch of her panties. As excited as she was, she knew she didn't want that big cock pushing into her cunt. It looked destructive to her.
Keith was shaking almost violently at her side. She relaxed her grip on his hand and slipped her arm around his waist, drawing him against her in an effort to calm him somewhat. She understood her son's trembling, his excitement. The conversation between the man and his wife was almost as arousing as what they were seeing.
Keith wrapped his arm about his mother's waist, not knowing he was doing so. He was absorbed by what was happening on the bed in the well lighted room. He saw the woman's cunt open up for the man's cock when he stabbed into it.
The woman squealed and wrapped her legs about her husband's waist.
"Fuckin' hot cunt!" the man growled. "You want a fuck, do you?"
"Yes, asshole!" the woman giggled. "I want that big motherfucker in my cunt ... I want to be fucked, and fucked, and fucked again! Ram it to me, you shithead!"
"You're going to get it, you fuckin' cunt!" the man gasped, ramming his cock up and down, fucking her hairy, juicy cunt swiftly, the cheeks of his ass bunching. "I'm going to fuck your hot cunt raw, you cocksucking bitch!"
"Ram it, bastard! Ram it all the way in!"
Susan's cunt was on fire, so hot that it felt as if the crotch of her panties was scorched. She squeezed her son's waist, holding him tightly against her shaking body.
They watched the woman lunge up to meet the man's wild stabs, and since the window was open, they could hear the juicy sounds. They could see his balls slap at the woman's ass, his toes digging into the mattress, his hands on her shoulders.
Keith's cock was so hard that he could hardly stand it. He was pressing his hand against it, moaning softly as he stared at the man and wife fucking with abandon.
Susan's eyes were glazed with passion. Watching someone fucking was more exciting than she thought it would be. It was obvious the man and woman talked to each other that way most of the time. It was really obvious that they thoroughly enjoyed each other, and despite what the woman said, they probably fucked just as wildly every night.
"Ooooh, give it to me, you shit!" the woman screeched, lurching her naked ass up. 'Tuck my cunt, you big-cocked asshole! Fuck my cunt hard and deep! Fuck it, you piece of shit!"
"I am, you big twat!" the man growled, stabbing hard at his wife's pussy. "If you had a tight cunt, this would feel better! I could drive a truck into your fuckin' cunt and have room for two midgets on motorcycles to spin wheelies in!"
"Shut up, you sonofabitch, and fuck my pussy!"
The woman clawed at the man's back with sharp nails, kicking her heels in the air, then beating them against his humping ass. Her squeals and cries of ecstasy were loud. The slaps of the man's big balls against her ass sounded like rifle shots. They grunted and thrashed all over the bed, clawing at each other, calling each other lewd names.
"Now, damn it!" the woman suddenly screamed, arching her back, straining her cunt against his cock. "Make me come, you prick!"
"Come, you cunt!"
The woman shuddered, and a keening sound ripped out of her throat, her head back and neck arching.
Then, just as suddenly as his wife came, the man yanked his cock out of her cunt and started spewing thick come juice into her pussy hair, over her stomach and thighs. The woman grabbed his cock and pumped it frantically.
"Squirt, baby!" she howled. "Smear that hot juice all over my fucking skin! Come on me, baby!"
Susan had gasped when the man's cock was pulled from the woman's cunt and gushed across her body. She had almost come when that had happened, and her knees were trembling.
She was hardly aware that her son was hugging her waist tightly, or of the soft moans he was making.
CHAPTER THREE
"That was something, wasn't it, Keith," Susan gasped when they were a few yards down the sidewalk.
"I never saw anything like that before," Keith replied as he walked at his mother's side. "I didn't know people . . . men and women, talked that way to each other."
"Of course they do," Susan said. "That is, some people do."
"I've heard it all before, Mom, but only from guys," he said. "I didn't know girls said those things."
Susan was still so aroused that the crotch of her panties was literally soaked through. The insides of her thighs were slippery with her juices, and her cut bulged inside her thin panties. Her tits felt as if they were about to burst free of her bra.
Susan wanted to rush home and get naked, and ram her fingers into her cunt until she came time and again, to relieve the pressure between her legs. She knew her son was in a rush to fuck his rubber pussy, too.
They came to a small park, and on an impulse, Susan pulled her son into it. She sat down on a swing, then slowly swung back and forth. It was dim in the park.
Keith sat in the swing next to his mother, not moving, but thinking about what they had seen. His cock was very hard, painfully so, and his balls seemed more full than ever before.
"Fuck me," Susan whispered, her voice so low that the words sounded garbled to Keith.
"What did you say, Mom," he asked, not really paying attention. He was still seeing the woman's hairy cunt wrapped about her husband's cock. "Keith, fuck me." Keith gulped.
"Did you hear what I said, honey?"
"I-I heard you, Mom."
"Well, will you?"
"You're my mom."
"I know. But I'm a woman, too."
She swung back and forth slowly, dragging the toes of her sandals along the dirt. Her cunt was on fire, bubbling wetly.
"Keith, please," she said, stopping her swing. "I-I can't help the way I feel. Watching that couple . . . well, you know."
Still her son was quiet.
"Darling, when you saw that pretty teenager last night, I know what you did at home," Susan confessed. "I . . . well, I saw you, honey."
She could almost see his blush in the darkness. She stretched her hand out and placed it on his shoulder.
"And you saw me, too. I know I closed my bedroom door. It was open this morning."
Keith felt his mother's hand burning through his T-shirt. It made his cock jerk about crazily inside his jeans. He glanced at his mother.
Susan had slipped her skirt past her knees, and although it was dark, her white flesh showed.
"It's silly for us to do that in separate rooms," Susan went on in a sultry whisper. "I mean, I know you're doing it, and you know I'm doing it, so . . . please, Keith."
"Gosh, Mom ..."
"Darling, you need it as much as I do," Susan purred, stroking his arm softly. "You saw how much fun that couple was having. We could have fun that way, too. It's nothing to be ashamed of, baby. Everyone needs it sometime."
"I-I don't know what to say, Mom," he whispered.
"Just say you'll do it," she urged, taking his hand and placing it on her knee. "Please, fuck me, Keith."
"Where, Mom?" he asked, feeling the heat of her smooth knee.
"Here," she sighed, drawing her son's hand up her thigh, stopping when his fingers touched the hem of her skirt. "Fuck me right here."
"But someone might see!"
His mother's thigh was the smoothest, warmest, most exciting thing he had ever touched. His cock lurched painfully in his pants, and he hoped he wouldn't come off.
"I doubt it," Susan said, taking her hand off the top of his.
Keith left his palm on her thigh. Susan slipped her hand along his leg toward her son's crotch. She heard his breathing stop when her fingers were an inch or so from his prick.
"It's late, and no one is walking around but us. It's almost midnight, honey. No one will see."
"But you're my mom!"
"I know, and you're my son," she purred, stroking very close to his cock. "But I don't mind. I want it, Keith. I need it . . . very much."
The tips of her fingers touched his throbbing hard-on.
Keith gasped loudly, his body trembling.
Susan placed her hand on his cock, rubbing it lightly, tracing the size. She dropped her other hand on top of his and guided it under the hem of her skirt. She drew her son's hand high, and when his fingers touched her nylon panties, it was her turn to gasp. Her cunt seemed to swell.
Her hand rested on his cock, feeling it pulsate, and his hand barely touched her panties.
They both seemed frozen, neither knowing what to do next.
In a few moments, Susan gasped hotly, and her fingers tried to close around her son's cock. When she could hardly do that, she began to rub at it feverishly, pressing hard on it. At the same time she spread her knees and shoved her son's hand to her crotch, holding his palm cupped against her pantied cunt.
Keith felt the hot wetness of her pussy through the thin panties, and he groaned.
"My pussy ..." Susan whispered. "Mother's pussy is so hot, baby! Feel it . . . feel how hot mother's pussy is? God, Keith, you've got to do it! You have to fuck me, darling!"
She fumbled with the zipper of his jeans, tugging at it almost frantically, holding his palm tight against her bubbling cunt by closing her hot thighs against his hand. She moaned, desperate to free her son's cock, to get it inside her fiery cunt. She was almost sobbing with need by the time she had his jeans open and her hand inside, pulling his cock out.
She squealed as her fist closed around her son's cock, and she began to pound up and down in a frenzy.
"Don't, Mom!"
"I have to!" she hissed. "I've got to, Keith!"
"Mom, you'll make me . . . come!"
"Then fuck me!" she insisted. "Keith, don't make me beg for it! Please, darling, fuck me here and now!"
There was no way he could refuse. His cock and balls were torturing him, hurting him. He had to get his cock into her cunt.
He stood up from the swing, and his mother kept a very tight grip on his cock, pulling on it until he had no choice but to stand in front of her.
Susan jerked her skirt past her ass to her waist. She was so hungry for his cock that she didn't take the time to strip her drenched panties off. She hooked a finger into the crotch of her panties as she flung her legs wide open, almost tearing them as she pulled her panties away from her cunt.
Keith tried to see his mother's cunt, but it was too dark. All he could see was the white of her legs, spread wide open. He could hear his mother breathing hard, and he felt her squeezing his cock.
Susan was perched on the leather seat of the child's swing, almost falling off. She pulled her son by his cock between her knees.
"Keith ..." she breathed, feeling his cock pulsate hotly in her hand. "It's been so long, darling. Ohhh, I need it now!"
"Mom! Oh, Mom!" he moaned, placing his hands on her shoulders.
Susan's face was close to her son's stomach, and she wanted to jack on his cock, to pump it furiously, but she was afraid he would come off. He was so very hard, so very excited.
"Hurry!" she breathed, pulling his cock downward. "Ohhh, please, hurry, darling!"
Keith's knees bent, and Susan spread her legs as far as possible, bringing the smoothly swollen head of her son's cock to her crotch.
With the head of his cock only inches from her cunt, Susan drew in a deep breath, glancing up at his downturned face, but neither could see the features of the other clearly.
"Now, Keith!" she sobbed, pulling his cock to her cunt.
"Oohhhh, Mom!"
Her son's cock penetrated her cunt.
Susan let out a hot gasp.
She had forgotten how good it felt when a cock first entered her pussy. She felt the lips of her pussy spread, stretching around her son's cock, the tip of her clit becoming hard. Only the swollen head of Keith's cock was in her cunt, but Susan was already coming.
Her orgasm whipped through her body hotly, unexpectedly. She had never come just as a cock entered her pussy, but she was coming now in hot waves. She gripped his jean-clad hips tightly, and she felt her son's body shake. The lips of her cunt squeezed in spasms around the head of his cock, very tightly.
Keith could not believe the wet heat he was feeling. He wasn't absolutely sure why his mother's cunt was gripping and squeezing his cock, but he suspected she was coming. He gritted his teeth, knowing he was about to come. His cock jerked inside his mother's cunt, his balls swollen tight.
"Oh, my God, Keith!" she gasped, trying again to look up at his face in the darkness. "I've never done that in my entire life!"
"Done what, Mom?" he groaned, feeling her cunt pulsating around the head of his cock. It felt as if his mother's cunt was trying to suck his prick deeper.
"Don't you know, darling?" she mewled, squeezing his hips. "I came! You made me come, Keith!"
"You never done that before?"
"Oh, yes," she purred. "I've come before, but never this fast. I came as soon as you put it in me, baby!"
She pulled at his hips, feeling the hot hardness of her son's cock slide slowly into her cunt. She held her breath, feeling as if she was going to come again.
The deeper his cock went into her pussy, the hotter her inflamed clit became. Her son's cock filled her cunt up surprisingly well.
"Mmmmm!" she mewled when his cock was deep. "Don't move yet, Keith. Be still! Let me feel it inside! Ahhhh, it's wonderful to feel this inside me again!"
Her pussy massaged his cock with the gentle, waving action of the inner tissues. She could feel his cock pulsate powerfully against the sensitive opening of her cunt, against her clit. She closed her legs against him, feeling the roughness of his jeans against her smooth, satiny thighs.
Still holding his hips, she used her feet to move the swing, causing her cunt to pull on his cock. She moved back slowly, then held the head of his cock just inside her cunt for a long moment. She cried softly, then swung forward, her cunt gliding onto the shaft of his cock wetly.
"Mom, this won't work!" Keith groaned, digging into her shoulders.
"It is working!" she purred ecstatically.
"I mean going so slow!" he moaned hoarsely.
"I'm sorry, darling," she gurgled hotly. "I didn't think ... do it to me, baby! As fast as you want!"
Making choking sounds, Keith began to fuck fast.
Susan held the swing still by bracing her feet on the ground, her knees wide apart again. Each time her son plunged his cock into her cunt, it made her grunt. She heard the squishy sounds of her cunt as he stabbed his cock in and out, and she loved the way his open fly smashed at her hairy pussy. She began to squeal with fiery rapture, his cock sliding back and forth. The friction was amazing, turning her cunt into a boiling vat of wetness for his prick.
In his eager excitement, Keith dropped his hands from his mother's shoulders and he clutched her tits tightly.
Susan whimpered as her son squeezed her tits. She thrilled to the way he squeezed them while pounding his cock into her cunt. She wanted to rip her blouse off her body, shed her bra and give her son total access to her swollen tits. She wanted to tear her skirt and panties off and fuck him until he could hardly walk.
"Fuck mother . . . fuck mother," she sobbed, gripping his hips as tight as she could, jerking him forward. "Ooooh, it's wonderful! You're so hard in me and I'm so wet for you! Fuck me, darling!"
Keith gasped as her satiny cunt stroked his cock. His balls felt too hard and big to be confined in his jeans, but there was no way he could stop fucking.
Susan, almost out of her mind with passion, jerked her hands to her son's ass, clutching his bunching asscheeks. She humped with him, rocking back and forth on the swing. She pressed her face against his shoulders, crying out with exquisite rapture.
Clinging to his ass, she kept jerking him into her cunt, letting him pull back, only to yank him forward again. His hands on her tits were squeezing hard, his fingers digging into the firm flesh through her blouse and bra. Her nipples seemed as swollen and stiff as his cock.
When he pushed hard into her cunt, she gasped at the way the hairy lips of her pussy were smashed, at the way her clit was being driven inside her pussy by his lunging cock, only to be sucked back out when he pulled back.
"Ohhh, Keith, baby!" she cried softly, clutching his ass tightly. "Ahhh. yes, darling! It's so good ... so very good! Fuck mother! Fuck it hard!"
His cock was jerking wildly in her pussy as he began to plunge with frantic movements. He was about to come, and she hugged his ass tightly, urging him to squirt hard into her pussy with her squeezing fingers. His hands tightened more on her tits, almost hurting her now.
"Do it, baby, do it!" she squealed. "Ohhh, God . . . I'm going to come again! Oooooh, Keith, you're making me come again!"
Her cunt contracted after the excruciating build-up, grabbing at her son's cock powerfully, the ripping waves sucking on his prick. Keith's balls turned very hard.
"Mom!" he yelled. "Mom! I gotta-ahhhh, Mom!"
The powerful pulsations of his cock and the scalding gush of his creamy, thick come juice splashing the rippling tissues of her cunt sent Susan into one of the strongest orgasms of her life. Her scream mingled with her son's loud grunts.
Over and over her cunt flexed, drawing the boiling juices out of his balls, up the throbbing shaft of his cock, out of his piss-hole and into her hungry cunt. Susan felt each spurt, something that was a surprise not only because she was coming hard, but because she had never felt it when a cock filled her pussy before with juice. She had felt a cock jerking in her as the guy came, but never had she felt the juice splatter the walls of her cunt.
With a final spurt, Keith sighed, and his mother's cunt gave his cock one last squeeze. He slumped to the ground, his cock pulling out of her cunt with a soft, wet sound.
He leaned forward, resting his head on his mother's lap, her thighs feeling hot on his cheek. Susan held her son's head, caressing his back as they both slowly recovered.
After his breathing slowed, Keith lifted his arms and wrapped them about his mother's waist, looking up at her in the dark park, seeing only the shadow of her face.
"Was it okay, Mom?"
"It was beautiful, darling," she whispered, running her fingers through his hair. "It was just beautiful."
CHAPTER FOUR
They walked home in silence.
Susan clung to her son's hand, knowing that he had to think about things, especially fucking her.
Entering their home, she locked the door while her son moved toward his room, still quiet.
She heard the shower going as she prepared for bed. Naked, she sat on her bed and listened to the sounds of the shower.
After the sounds of the shower stopped, she kept sitting for some time, then knew this silence could not continue. Her son might have things to think about, but she felt it would be better if they discussed it openly.
Wrapping a robe about her nakedness, she stepped from her room.
She knocked on her son's closed door.
"You can come in, Mom."
She entered, then smiled when she saw her son on his bed. He wore a pair of white jockey shorts. It had been years since she had seen him in his underwear, and for some reason this pleased her. Perhaps her son wasn't ashamed after all, she felt. His hair was still damp from the shower, and she ran her hand through it as she sat on the edge of his bed.
"Are you okay, darling?"
"I'm fine, Mom," he answered.
She cupped his face and leaned down, pressing her lips to his, kissing him not as her son, but as her lover. She was disappointed that he didn't wrap his arms about her during the kiss, though.
She sat up and looked at his face, stroking his cheek with a fingertip.
"You know what I mean," she whispered. "I know," he said.
She dragged her fingers lightly to his chest, circling one of his tiny nipples playfully. The top of her robe parted just enough to reveal the creamy valley of her flawlessly shaped tits, which drew her son's gaze immediately. She crossed her legs, letting the robe fall away to show a slim thigh almost to her hip.
"Want to talk about it, darling?" she asked in a whispery voice, still toying with his nipple.
"I . . . I'm not sure," he replied.
Looking into his face, Susan saw how young her son was. He was still a boy, but a very good-looking young boy, too.
"Why aren't you sure, honey?" she asked encouragingly.
"Mom, I don't understand this," he said. "I mean, I know it's wrong to peek in windows, but I like it. It's fun to see what people are doing when they don't know someone is watching them. Like that man and his wife and . . . that girl."
"I can understand why it's exciting," she said, pinching his nipple lightly. "I like it, too."
"Does that mean we're strange, weird, Mom?"
"Maybe a little kinky." She giggled. "But what's wrong with being kinky? There are people much more kinkier than us, you know. We're not harming anyone. It isn't as if we were going to blackmail anyone, or talk about what we see. We're doing it for our pleasure, and besides, I have a theory about people who leave their windows open at night."
"You do?"
"They want someone to watch them," Susan said. "If they didn't, they'd pull their drapes."
"You're probably right."
"Of course I'm right," she purred, caressing his bare chest.
"And in the park . . . what we did? Does that make us kinky, too?"
"Very kinky." She grinned at him. "Don't you enjoy being kinky with mother?"
He nodded, and she glanced down his body. His cock was swollen in his shorts, pushing up and making a tent. She saw the wet spot where his piss-hole pressed.
"Are you trying to look into my robe, darling?"
A slow flush started over his face.
"Here," she said, opening the top of her robe, her tits exposed to his eyes. "You don't have to sneak peeks at mother."
Keith's eyes grew hot as he stared at her tits. Susan, with a smile on her beautiful face, lifted her shoulders, making her tits thrust forward, her nipples stiff and long. She saw him lick his lips, then swallow as he stared at her tits.
"You said funny things at the park, Mom."
"I did?" she asked, puzzled. "I don't remember anything funny that I said."
"Not that kind of funny, Mom. I mean you said things like that man and his wife said."
"Oh, those things," she purred, running her hands up and down his chest, watching the glow in his young eyes while he stared at her swaying tits.
"I never heard you say them before."
"Did you like it?" She grinned, her fingers tracing the elastic waistband of her son's shorts.
Keith nodded, and the fire in his eyes brightened even more. "I never heard a girl say them until tonight."
"You don't know the right girls, darling." She poked lightly at his belly button. "Why don't you touch me? You want to touch me, I know. I can see it in your eyes. You want to touch my titties."
"Awww, Mom!"
"You like mother's titties," she went on. "I can see it in your eyes. Touch mother's titties . . . feel my titties. You can play with mother's titties, Keith. I like it when my titties are squeezed."
Keith's hands shot upward, both closing about a tit. Susan made a soft whimpering sound as her son squeezed her tits, her eyes slitting with passion.
"Ooooh, that's nice, darling," she mewled. "Twist mother's nipples . . . pull on them."
Keith pulled her nipples, stretching them, twisting them between his thumbs and forefingers. Susan let out a little cry of pleasure, sliding her hand very close to his hard-on, but not touching it yet.
"Pull them hard!" she urged.
Keith pulled hard, and Susan thought she was going to come. Her cunt reacted with soft, moist spasms, but she didn't come. She crossed her legs, her eyes dreamy, mouth parted slightly. Her son pinched her nipples hard.
"Oh, God, that's good!" Susan sobbed softly. "It's . . . I love it, Keith! When you pinch my nipples, it makes me so wet!"
She let him fondle her tits a while longer.
"Want to suck mother's titties?"
She leaned over his face, pushing one tit to his mouth. When he felt her nipple touch his lips, Keith groaned, and sucked it in fast. Susan held the back of her son's head, smashing her tit to his mouth, cooing as the wet suction of his lips sent chills of delight up and down her flesh. She watched his mouth sucking hungrily on her nipple, feeling his tongue swish and swirl as he licked with greed. His eyes were closed, his expression happy.
"Ooooh, I like that, darling," she gurgled hotly. "Suck real hard, baby! Ahhhh, suck mother's tit . . . suck mother's nipple!"
She darted her hand down his body and grasped his hard cock through his jockey shorts, squeezing it, flexing her fingers, then sliding her hand up and down, jacking his cock through the shorts. She felt the hot pulsations and the wetness where his piss-hole pressed against his shorts. She began to breathe deeply and with intense desire.
Keith had grunted around his mother's tit when she grabbed his cock. He pushed his hips upward, his balls throbbing with fullness.
Susan's cunt bubbled wetly, and no matter how hard she pressed her thighs together, it wasn't enough. She pulled her tit from his mouth, looking deep into his glowing eyes.
"Just a minute, darling," she whispered, then stood up, giving his cock one last squeeze. She saw disappointment in his eyes, and she laughed softly. "Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere."
She turned and moved to his closet. She picked up his foam rubber pillow. She held it out, then tossed it into a corner.
"Keith, you don't need that anymore. You won't ever need a rubber pussy again. Because-" she moved to stand close to his bed, and untied her robe, exposing her naked body to her son. "-you have a real pussy now, baby. A real, true-to-life hot pussy."
Keith gulped as he stared at her body, his gaze moving from her thrusting tits, down her flat stomach, on her long, slender thighs, finally settling on the thick curls of her cunt.
Susan saw his cock lurch inside his shorts, then he let out a low, soft giggle.
"You're talking funny again, Mom," he gasped.
"I am?" she teased, letting the robe fall from her shoulders. "Don't you like to hear me talk funny?"
He nodded.
"Wonderful!" she cooed, leaning over and grabbing his cock for a quick jerk. "Because I like it, too. Darling, we've got to get these fucking shorts off! I want that big, hard cock in the open!"
Now it was his turn to giggle, a nervous sound. "Like your . . . like your cunt!"
"Just like mother's cunt!" Susan began to slide his shorts past his hips. "Ooooh, look at that!"
His cock sprang into view.
Susan could not resist squeezing her son's prick before she removed his shorts completely. Her hand darted for it, closing hotly and pumping, her other hand cupping his hot balls. She squealed in pleasure as she stroked his prick.
"Ahhh, it's beautiful, Keith!" she mewled. "And your balls-they're so hot and full! Mother loves full balls and hard cocks!"
She turned him loose and removed his shorts, then she stood and looked down at him, her eyes soaking up his hard-on. She parted her legs, running her fingers through the soft hair of her cunt.
Keith's eyes followed her hand, and he saw the pink wetness of his mother's cunt. He swallowed, feeling his cock jerk.
"Seeing mother's cunt makes you eager, doesn't it?" She slid her finger along her clit. "Do you want to fuck mother again, baby?"
"Mom, I just gotta-"
"You will," she said, sliding onto his bed with him. "You'll fuck mother again, darling. Oh, yes! You'll fuck mother over and over and over!"
She slid under him, pulling his naked body on top of hers. Spreading her legs wide, she guided his throbbing hard-on to her pulsating cunt. But she didn't put it in; she pressed his dripping piss-hole against her distended clit, lifting her hips to create a delicious pressure.
The heat of his mother's cunt almost made Keith come.
His sound of pleasure excited her, and she increased the pressure on the head of his cock, holding the shaft tight.
"You like that, huh?" she whispered.
"Oh, Mom, that's good!"
"This is better," she gasped, shifting her hips and pushing down on his cock.
She watched her son's eyes close, his lips parting as the head of his swollen cock slipped into the steamy wetness of her cunt. She held him there for a brief moment, then lifted her ass, sliding her soft, tight cunt onto his cockshaft. She drew it deep, moving her hands to his hips, then around to cup his tight asscheeks, her thighs pressing against him. For an excruciating moment, Susan felt her cunt clutch her son's cock.
Then, once more it happened. Susan came.
Her crotch pressed hard against him, her fingers digging at his ass, her head tilting back as her eyes rolled. Her cunt squeezed with fiery contractions around the base of Keith's cock. His balls rested at the crack of her ass, and she felt them writhe.
"You're doing it again, Mom!" Keith moaned. "You're coming! I can feel it . . . feel your pussy come!"
"Ohhh, so good!" she hissed while her cunt closed tightly on his cock. "It's so fucking good, darling! Mother's cunt-God, my cunt has never felt this way before! So hot, so wet, come so fast! Ahhh, Keith, you see what you do to mother? See what your cock does to mother's cunt?"
As her orgasm slowly faded, she saw his expression.
Keith was gritting his teeth, his face screwed up. His hands were on her shoulders, digging into them, his cock buried deep into her hairy cunt.
"Don't fight it, baby!" she gasped. "If it happens, let it!"
The sensation of discharge left him. The glazed expression in his eyes cleared, and, holding himself up on his elbows, he clutched at his mother's tits.
"Watch," Susan whispered, humping from her waist down, her heels digging at the mattress for leverage.
Keith stared at her hips, watching them churn, seeing the hairy lips of her cunt ride on his cock, up and down.
Susan began fucking her son slowly, making soft gasping sounds from the rapture his cock was giving her cunt. She pulled her ass down, the head of his cock almost pulling from the gripping wetness, then she slowly pushed upward until his balls were against her ass again, then she repeated the movement.
Keith held his body rigid as he watched, holding her tits tight.
Her hips speeded up.
"Ohhhh!" she moaned, humping up and down, smacking the inflamed lips of her cunt onto the base of her son's cock. "Oooooh, it's very good!"
Soft, wet sounds came from them as her cunt smashed against the base of her son's cock, where she pressed hard, making quick grinding motions with her ass. Her tongue ran about her puffy lips while sighs and gurgles came out of her throat.
"Do it with me!" she pleaded, her passion soaring.
Feeling his mother's stiff nipples bore into his palms, Keith began bobbing his ass, plunging his cock into her cunt as she banged up onto it. Grunting hotly, Keith lowered his face and ran his tongue back and forth on his mother's lips, tasting the tip of her tongue.
Susan rammed her ass up and down fast and hard, sobbing as her ecstasy grew. She flung her long, shapely thighs open, then clamped them tight at his hips, only to fling them wide again. She drew her knees higher so she could swing her ass up and down to the rhythm of her son's plunging cock.
"Do you like it fast, honey?" she hissed, running both hands feverishly over his bunching ass and the backs of his thighs. "Do you like to fuck fast? Ooooh, can you feel mother's cunt . . . how wet and hot it is?"
"Ahhhh, yes, Mom!" Keith moaned, sucking at the flesh on his mother's neck, his hands squeezing almost painfully on her firm tits. "Ooooh, your cunt is so hot and wet!"
"Mmmm, you're so hard, darling! Ahhh, give it to me! Give it to mother's pussy! Fuck mother's cunt, darling!"
They panted and gasped, hips thrashing.
Susan's distended clit kept rubbing along the shaft of her son's cock, keeping her intensely excited. The penetration of his throbbing cock was so very deep. Her cunt felt widely stretched.
She was tingling everywhere, but it was stronger between her scissoring thighs. She grabbed at her son's ass, digging hard at his tight asscheeks, jerking him down as she swung her cunt up hard onto his cock. Then she ran her hands up and down his back, feeling him starting to sweat. She pressed her mouth against his shoulder and bit gently into his flesh, her hands urging him to fuck deeper and harder. She lifted her legs into the air, waving her feet about, then clamped them over the backs of his thighs, grinding her pussy as hard as she could against his cock.
Keith grunted with each strong plunge of his cock, still clutching her tits. He pushed his face into her neck, breathing in the fragrant, delicious scent of her clean hair. The feel of his mother's satiny thighs rubbing at his hips added to the sweetness he was feeling. He felt his balls bounce off her uplifted ass.
"Ohhh, Keith!" Susan moaned, sobbing shamelessly as she pounded her fiery cunt against his cock. 'Touch me . . . feel me . . . fuck me!"
"I'm holding your tits, Mom!" he groaned.
"My ass, baby!" she wailed, kicking her feet against the backs of his thighs. "Feel mother's ass, too! Ohhh, I love it when a hard cock is fucking me! Hold my ass, darling! Please, hold mother's ass tight!"
Without pausing, Keith shot his hands down his mother's sides, under her lifted ass. He gripped her lovely, smooth asscheeks, holding tightly.
Susan sobbed, sucking at the flesh of his shoulder, feeling his hands holding her ass the way she liked. She tossed and danced her ass up and down on his narrow bed, urging her son to fuck her fast and hard, to ram his cock deep.
"You're going to make me come again, honey!" she shrieked. "Ohhhh, can you feel mother's cunt? It's getting tighter and hotter and wetter and your big, hard cock is going to make me come again!"
Keith was panting hard into her neck, clutching her ass tightly, his balls swollen tight. The feel of his discharge was driving him wild. His cock jerked and tingled inside his mother's gripping cunt, and he was swiftly approaching his own orgasm.
He lifted his head as his body stiffened, mouth gaping, his eyes squeezed tight.
Susan thrashed beneath him, her wails getting louder and louder as her cunt squeezed and her clit was on the very edge of orgasm. With a wet lunge, she smashed upward, making his cock stay as deep as possible inside her cunt.
"Ohhhh, now!" she screamed. "My cunt . . . I'm going now!"
Keith rammed his cock into her cunt, his balls crushed at the split of her hot ass. A grunt came out of him, then another.
The rapid splash of his creamy come juice into her cunt sent Susan into a frenzy of orgasm. Her ass whipped about as she clutched his ass, the hairy lips of her pussy sucking and squeezing each squirt from him. Her cunt was tilled quickly with the sweet juices of her son's balls, and as her strong orgasm began to recede, she slowly lowered her ass to the bed, her arms relaxing and flinging outward as her legs spread weakly around his.
Keith slumped on top of his mother, gasping harshly, his hands still cupping the cheeks of her ass. His cock was softening inside the exciting wetness of his mother's cunt.
Within moments, they were deep in an exhausted sleep.
CHAPTER FIVE
Wearing only panties, Susan looked in on her son. Keith was still sprawled in sleep.
Going to the kitchen, she began to prepare his breakfast. Then she went back to her son. She leaned down, kissing his cheek softly.
"Wake up, sleepy head," she whispered.
Keith moaned, but remained asleep.
Her hand moved lightly down his stomach, then she cradled his balls and cock in her palm, shaking them tenderly, running the tip of her moist tongue into his ear.
"Come on, sleepy head," she purred. "Mother has breakfast ready for you."
Another moan.
She squeezed his cock and balls, darting the tip of her tongue into his ear. "Want some pussy, Keith?" A soft sigh this time.
"Would you like a nice, hot piece of ass, baby?" she whispered, squeezing his cock and sails again.
This time his eyes opened, and a grin spread over his sleepy, young face. The first thing he saw was his mother's naked tits dangling in his face. He darted his mouth upward, capturing one of her stiff nipples before she had time to react.
Susan squealed, then pushed her tit deep into his mouth.
Keith shot a hand out and grabbed at his mother's thigh, and she tumbled across him, laughing in delight.
Keith slurped at her tit eagerly, running his ands over her body, feeling the tight nylon of her bikini panties and the satiny flesh of an ass cheek that was left uncovered.
"Oooooh, you weren't asleep at all!" She giggled as he sucked very hard on her nipple. "Don't you know it isn't nice to try and fool mother?"
She let him suck her tit a while longer, then lifted it out of his mouth, standing at the side of his bed.
"You want to eat cold eggs and sausage?'
Keith grinned and started to swing his legs over the bed, but on a sudden impulse, she pushed him back and leaned over him, making a quick, moist circle about the head of his cock with her tongue, then she kissed him-on his piss-hole.
"That's some way to wake a guy up, Mom." Keith giggled softly when she pulled away.
"You weren't asleep. Now get your sweet ass out of bed and eat before I throw it out."
She waggled her ass with exaggeration as she left his room.
Later, Keith came in to the kitchen, his face washed and his hair combed.
Naked.
"My, this is a change!" Susan exclaimed watching his cock swing back and forth as he approached. "I thought you dressed for breakfast."
"You're not," he pointed out as he sat down to eat. "I kind of like your dress, Mom. Those are pretty panties!"
She placed her elbow on the table, cupping her chin, as she watched him eat hungrily. She sat close, and all she had to do was slip her hand under the table and she could hold his cock and balls while he ate.
"What are we gonna do today, Mom?" he asked, pushing his plate away.
"You mean tonight, don't you?"
"Well, that too. But we have a whole day ahead of us."
"No, we don't." She slid her hand under the table now and up his thigh to his cock and balls. "It's almost noon and you slept the morning away."
She closed her hand about his cock, pulling and twisting, feeling it starting to swell and harden. She ran her thumb over his piss-hole, musing Keith's eyes to glaze slightly.
She fondled his cock a while, pushing her lips o his for a kiss.
Then she stood up and stepped behind her son's chair, placing her warm tits on his shoulders.
Keith leaned back against his mother, feeling her tits wrap about his neck. He moved a hand behind his chair and stroked her sleek thigh.
Susan leaned down and kissed the top of his head, slipping her hand down to his lap to clutch his cock, which had become quite hard by now.
"If a girl asked for this," she whispered, tugging at his cock, "would you be a gentleman and give it to her?"
"I'm not a gentleman," he replied. "I'm just a kid."
"A kid with a big, wonderful hard-on," she mewled. "But would you let a girl have it if she asked?"
Keith turned his head up and grinned at her. "Are you asking, Mom?"
"Oh, yes! I'm almost begging for it."
Keith stood up, facing her.
Susan wrapped her arms around her son's waist, grinding her hips at his and feeling his hard-on throb against her flesh. She pushed her mouth to his, her tongue moving past his lips.
Keith sucked his mother's tongue in greedily, his hands sliding down to hold her pantied ass, feeling her ass writhe and bunch against his palms.
Breathless, Susan pulled her tongue out of his mouth.
"Fuck me," she whispered hotly. "Keith, fuck mother now."
Taking his hand, she led him into the living room, making him sit on the couch. Standing before him, her eyes devouring his stiff cock and full balls, she rolled her panties down slowly. Wiggling her hips to push her panties down, she stepped out of them, flashing her wet, pink cunt at him.
Susan climbed onto the couch on her knees, her cunt above his cock. Placing her hands on his shoulders, she maneuvered her cunt downward, rubbing the fiery slit over the tip of his cock a few times.
Keith watched, his eyes burning on his mother's pussy, the feel of her wet slit on his cock becoming intense.
Without using her hands, Susan adjusted her cunt to the head of her son's cock and slowly, very slowly, she began to sink down onto it. She stared at her son's face as she felt her cunt spread over the swollen head of his cock, holding her breath as she expected to come as before.
Keith, too, held his breath, watching his mother's soft, furry cunt slip down. The tight, wet heat closed about his prick, and, as she settled on his lap, his cock very deep, he let his breath out.
"Ooooh, isn't this good?" Susan mewled, her fingers digging into his shoulders. "You feel so big in me, darling! Your cock feels like a monster inside my cunt!"
Keith gasped; his mother's cunt was flexing on the base of his cock like a wet, hot fist, the inner tissues feeling like waves of heat. He moved his hands to her hips.
"Ahhh, I bet we could come just by sitting like this," Susan gasped softly. "It feels like mother's cunt is pulling on your cock. Can you feel it, darling?"
"Mom, what kind of tricks have you taught your cunt?" He giggled. "It feels like your cunt is sucking my prick!"
"Mmmm, it is!" she whimpered. "Mother's cunt is showing you it loves your cock, baby. See, my pussy is kissing your lovely prick."
Susan writhed as her cunt clamped wetly on his cock, feeling her son's hot balls against her ass. With a little cry of pleasure, she pulled her hand off his shoulder and moved it behind her ass, lifting his balls and pressing them against the crack of her ass, on her asshole.
"Ooooh, feel that?" she gasped.
Keith felt it. He felt his mother's cunt pulling and squeezing his cock as she pressed hard against his lap, and he felt her asshole against his balls as she held them there. His cock lurched in her pussy, and he moaned.
"I want it now, Keith!" she moaned, holding his balls against her asshole. "I want to fuck you now!"
Scooting her knees a little higher on the :ouch, she began to pump up and down, sliding tier cunt on his cock.
Keith watched his mother's hairy cunt glide on his prick. He shifted his hands past her hips :o hold her ass.
Susan released his balls and clutched his shoulders again, swinging her ass up and down, riding his cock with her cunt. Her eyes became glazed with the delicious friction in her cunt, her tits swaying in motion as she fucked him. A warm flush covered her face, all the way to her creamy tits. Her nipples jutted out with stiffness, her flat stomach rippling as she bounced up and down her son's cock.
Soft wet sounds added to their pleasure. They sighed and whimpered in ecstasy.
The juices of his mother's cunt seemed to scald his cock, and a pool of it was forming at the base of his prick, matting the wiry hair of his prick.
Smashing onto his cock hard, Susan slid her cunt up and down. Then she began to fuck fast, making little, wet slapping sounds.
"Ahhh, I love it, Keith!" she cooed, grinding swiftly, then slowly. "You feel so good in me ... so fucking good! Your cock is so hard and mother's cunt is so wet! They belong together, your cock and my cunt!"
Keith squeezed her ass.
He kissed her right tit, then her left.
He licked at her straining nipples.
Susan pushed a nipple into his mouth. "Ahhh, suck my titties! Suck mother's tits! Mother is fucking you! I'll fuck your hard cock while you suck my tits! Ooooooh . . . ahhhhh! I love you, Keith! I love your cock! I love to fuck you!"
No longer able to keep it slow, Susan suddenly began to race her cunt up and down his cock. She clung to his shoulders.
Keith held her ass very tightly, his fingertips inside the hot split of her firm asscheeks. His mother's cunt seemed to be getting tighter.
"Fuck it, Mom!" he groaned.
"I am!" she squealed. "Yes, baby! Yes!"
"Faster, Mom! Oooooh, your cunt is so hot and wet! Fuck me . . . fuck my cock!"
Susan whipped her naked ass up and down.
"You make my ass hot!" she gasped. "You and your hard cock make mother's ass so fucking hot! I want to eat you up, darling! I want to eat every bit of you!"
"Bounce your ass, Mom! Shake your hot ass!"
"Ahhh, watch me shake my hot ass for you!"
Each time she rammed down, her ass crushed his loaded balls against her puckering asshole. She was moving so fast that he could not keep her nipple in his mouth. He shoved his tongue out, lapping at the nipple that came into contact with it.
Suddenly, Susan yanked her cunt off his cock.
"Mom, I was getting close to coming!" he protested.
"I know!" she hissed, turning around so her back was toward his face. "And you will come!"
Straddling his lap again, she smashed her cunt onto his prick, then leaned over his knees, her hands resting on the coffee table. With her feet on the floor, knees bent, she began to fuck her son swiftly.
"Now you can watch my ass, baby!" she panted. "See? Look at mother's ass fuck you!"
Keith could see more than her ass.
He could see the hairy lips of her cunt sliding up and down his cock, and her shapely ass-cheeks opened up to expose her puckering asshole. It was a view that would excite any man, especially a young boy like Keith. He held his mother's hips, watching her cunt suck up and down on his cock and listening to her gasping ecstasy.
Susan pounded and danced wantonly on his cock, her arms shaking with the strain. Just knowing what her son could see while she fucked him increased her lewd pleasure even more.
"Bounce your pretty ass, Mom!" Keith screamed.
"I will!" she cried. "I'll bounce my ass any way you want me to!"
"I see your asshole, Mom!"
"Oh, baby, watch mother's asshole! Watch my hot asshole . . . watch my wet cunt! I'm going to make your cock squirt up my twat! Watch my hot ass . . . my hot cunt!"
Keith's eyes were glassy, but he saw every inch of his mother's stretched cunt sliding on his cock. He ran his hands over her dancing hips, over the cheeks of her ass, even felt her puckering asshole a time or two. His balls were tight, ready to empty. His cock strained and throbbed, becoming very sensitive.
"Are you ready?" Susan sobbed, pounding her cunt up and down in a fiery frenzy. "I am! Ohhh, my cunt is on fire and I'm about to come! Come with mother! Ahhh, please, squirt it to my pussy when I come, darling! Let's come together!"
Her ass rammed up and down as fast as she could fuck.
With a scream that built in volume, she smashed her cunt against her son's cock as hard as she could, straining as her pussy went into a rippling, sucking orgasm.
Keith cried out, digging at his mother's naked hips.
His cock jerked, spraying boiling juices out of his balls into her cunt. The thick come juice splashed inside Susan, and her pussy seemed to be sucking it up, eating his prick as he came.
While still coming, she rested her tits on the coffee table, her ass jutting sweetly for his glazed eyes, her asshole crinkling as her cunt convulsed around his gushing cock.
Slowly, their orgasms faded, and Keith slumped back on the couch, his hands at his sides, breathing hard as he watched the writhing crinkle of his mother's asshole slowly come to a stop. His cock deflated, and Susan mewled as her pussy began to squeeze it out. She tried to hold his cock in her, but the tightness pushed his cock out anyway.
Keith watched the hairy lips of his mother's cunt close. The hair along her puffy pussylips was drenched with juice, as was the sparse hair around his cock.
After resting, Susan lifted off her son, cupping a hand over her cunt as she faced him. She giggled.
"I wish I could keep your come juice in my cunt forever," she said, "but it always drips out when I stand up."
Keith grinned. "Put your panties back on, then."
"Later," she said softly, holding her other hand out to him. "Come wash my back."
"Just your back?"
"And anything else you find interesting."
The tub was big enough for them both, although a bit tight. They washed each other, then spent time playing about like two naughty kids until the water turned cool.
They spent the rest of the afternoon exploring each other's body for the first time.
CHAPTER SIX
At night, they went out.
Susan reluctantly, Keith eager.
The night was warm, with hardly any breeze. The moon was concealed by clouds, and Susan thought it would rain during the night.
She wore a skirt and light sweater, sandals on her feet. Her son was in his old cut-offs, with thongs on his feet.
Holding his hand, she asked, "Keith, if we see anything interesting tonight, will you take me to the park and fuck me again?"
"Mom, I don't have to see anything interesting to do that," he answered, squeezing her hand, then rubbing the back of it over his crotch. "I'd take you to the park and fuck you anyway."
Two blocks away, they found what they were looking for.
The house was neat, the lawn well groomed, with the walk to the front door lined with flowers. They stood on the sidewalk, just outside the circle of illumination of a street lamp, looking at the house. There were no lights on except the living room, but the large window was undraped. They saw a man about Susan's age sitting in a chair, reading a newspaper. But he was not what caught their attention.
Near the hall entrance of the living room was a young girl, perhaps a year for two younger than Keith. The girl was a very lovely blonde, with soft eyes and a pouty face.
The girl wore a very small gown, one that showed off her slender, sleek thighs and the edges of her lacy panties. She stood with one foot resting on top of the other, her finger between her lips as she gazed at the man in the lounge chair.
Fascinated by the girl's beauty, Susan and her son stepped onto the lawn and moved quietly toward the large window, wanting a closer look at her.
As they peered into the house, the man lowered his paper, smiling at the girl. The girl's eyes lit up and then she skipped toward the man, looking happy. She bounced onto the man's lap, her arms sliding around his neck to hug him tightly, her face nuzzling his neck.
The man put his arms around her and returned the hug. Then he began to caress one of the girl's sleek thighs, sliding his hand back and forth from knee to hip, slowly and suggestively.
The girl squirmed on his lap, tilting her lovely face up, eyes shining as she pursed her moist little lips. Susan and Keith watched them kiss, and it was not the kiss a father would give a daughter. It was a hot, moist, long kiss, with the girl tightening her slim arms around his neck as the man's hand moved to her hip, pressing her tight against his body.
When their mouths pulled away, Susan and her son could see them talking, both of them grinning, the man once more stroking the girl's satiny, tanned thigh. The girl squirmed her little ass against her father's lap, her expression indicating she was making soft, excited sounds.
Susan squeezed Keith's hand against her hip, feeling herself becoming excited.
The girl pushed her hand between her thighs, making the man's eyes turn glassy. Obviously she was rubbing his cock. His hand slipped up her thigh, his fingers moving under the lace of her panties to squeeze one of her small asscheeks. They kissed again, and this time they could see the little girl sucking on the man's tongue.
Keith drew his mother's hand to his crotch, turning it to curl her fingers around his hardened cock.
Susan gripped her son's cock hard as they watched the father and daughter, her cunt puffy and tingling with wet heat. But holding her son's cock outside his cut-offs wasn't enough for Susan. She slipped her fingers past the edges of one leg and closed her fist about his prick, drawing it out and stroking it firmly. Keith rested his hand on his mother's ass, feeling of it through her skirt.
The man pulled his hand from his daughter's panties and shoved it up under her short gown toward her chest. The gown lifted with his arm, and Susan and her son saw a stiff, pink nipple. The nipple was long, and the man's finger toyed with it as the girl tilted her lovely face, eyes closed, obviously enjoying the attention to her nipple. Her hand moved between her thighs, and her little ass writhed.
The man lowered his head and, holding his daughter's gown up, he licked her nipple, then pulled it into his mouth. Sucking at his daughter's rigid nipple, he moved his hand down her body once more, slipping his fingers into the back of her panties.
Susan was breathing harshly, pumping her son's cock vigorously. She darted her other hand to her back, jerking her skirt up and getting her son's hand on her cunt from behind.
Keith rubbed the hairy wetness of his mother's pussy, then worked a finger into her, bringing a soft sigh of delight from his mother. She squeezed her son's cock very hard, then jacked back and forth again. She leaned forward slightly, her ass jutting to her son's hand.
In the living room, the little girl scooted form her father's lap and giggled as she looked down at him. Her father's cock pressed up in hardness at his pants. She hugged herself, her tight little ass wiggling.
The man said something, and his daughter jerked her gown over her head and peeled her tight panties down.
Susan had never seen anyone so lovely in her life. The girl's small ass was flawless in its tight beauty, the tan lines contrasting with the white of her flesh.
The girl turned briefly toward the window, and Susan and Keith saw her cunt slit, smooth and creamy, completely hairless. Yet, her succulent cunt glistened with dew.
The man lifted his arms, saying something to her, his eyes blazing.
The girl, obviously giggling, climbed onto the chair, her feet on each side of his hips, legs parted. Her small fingers spread her cunt as she shoved it toward her father's mouth.
When the man kissed her pussy, burying his face into it, his hands clutched the small cheeks of her ass, covering them completely.
The girl grabbed the back of her father's head and held his mouth as tight as she could against her cunt, starting to twist and grind her hips.
Her face was lifted up, eyes closed, moist lips parted as she rubbed and strained her cunt against her father's mouth, Susan's cunt seemed to have a bonfire inside it now. She writhed her ass while her son plunged his finger in and out, hearing the soft wet sounds. She spread her feet wider and shoved her ass back a little more. She gripped Keith's cock very hard, feeling the hot throbs of it.
Breathing hard, she turned his cock loose, but only long enough to bring his hot balls out of his cut-offs. She feverishly fondled his balls.
The girl whipped her little ass about wildly, grinding against her father's mouth. She lifted a foot and placed it on the arm of her father's chair, her knee flung wide.
Now Susan and Keith could see the man's face pressing into his daughter's hairless cunt, even see his tongue as he took long licks at the slit. The man squeezed his daughter's creamy ass, spreading the cheeks, smashing them back together, and his daughter shook as she pushed her cunt as hard as she could against his mouth.
Susan and Keith saw the tip of his tongue penetrate the girl's fiery little pussy, darting in and out. The girl was clutching her father's hair with both hands, yanking his face against her cunt. Her mouth worked as if she was squealing or crying or wailing with intense ecstasy.
Susan pumped his son's cock, using short, quick strokes, her thumb brushing over his piss-hole told her he was dripping very much, that watching the father sucking his daughter's tender young cunt was exciting, very exciting.
Keith pushed his finger as deep into his mother's cunt as he could from behind, his thumb resting on the pucker of Susan's asshole. The pressure and the rubbing on her asshole increased the heat of her body. She lifted her other hand, pushing her sweater up to grip one of her flawless tits, her fingers digging painfully into the swollen flesh, twisting her nipple, torturing it.
It was obvious when the pretty blonde came.
Her head was lifted high, and her little ass churned as she rammed her cunt against her father's face. Then the cheeks of her ass bunched in her father's hands. Her body became rigid as she smashed her pussy as hard as she could at her father's mouth. Her hands twined into his hair to hold his tongue and lips on her convulsing cunt. Shudders rippled up and down her naked body, and her ass seemed to hump back and forth.
Her father held her little ass in his palms, and it soon became obvious that he was holding her up that way.
After a time, the little girl slipped from her father's chair, wobbling weakly as she smiled sweetly at him.
The man, grinning back at her, ran his fingertip up and down the slit of her cunt, making the little girl hop about and push his hand away. The man laughed. His cock was still very hard, straining against his pants. The girl leaned over, one hand on his knee, as she squeezed her father's cock through his pants.
Susan's tongue ran over her lips.
The man opened his pants, and his daughter slipped her little hand into them, pulling out his cock.
Susan's eyes widened.
The man had a very big cock, very long and very thick. It was the biggest Susan had ever seen. The head was very large, almost the size of a small plum. The shaft looked like a thick sausage, very hard.
His cock jerked gently, and the little girl closed her fist about it. She could not get her fist all the way around it, but she jacked up and down with what she could hold. The man scooted his ass to the edge of his chair, spreading his legs, watching his daughter's fist pump at his cock, a grin on his face.
Then the pretty blonde lowered her head and ran her pink tongue over the smooth tip of her father's cock.
Keith made a choking sound, his finger buried deep into his mother's gripping cunt.
Susan squeezed her son's cock.
In the room, the man stood up, and with obvious excitement, his daughter began to undress him, his cock sticking straight out of his opened pants. The girl stripped her father swiftly, and then she knelt before him, fondling his heavy, hairy balls as she stroked the shaft of his cock. The hair at the base of his cock was thick and long. The little girl kissed her father's cock, her pink tongue swirling along the shaft eagerly ,then at his glistening, seeping piss-hole.
She looked up at him, holding his cock and balls, saying something that made him nod his head.
Getting to her feet, the girl clung to her father's cock as they both walked to the hall. The girl's tight little ass excited both Susan and Keith.
"Now what, Mom?" Keith whispered.
"Let's see if we can find their bedroom," she moaned, barely able to speak through her mindless excitement.
Reluctant to peek into windows earlier, Susan was now ready to enter the house and watch in close-up.
"I wonder where his wife is?" Keith whispered as they slipped along the side of the house. "I bet she doesn't know what's going on."
"Maybe," Susan said just as quietly. "Maybe she's in the bedroom waiting for them."
They found the bedroom by the light. This time, they were able to hear because the window was open a few inches. They leaned close to the window, only their eyes above the windowsill.
The little girl was sitting on the edge of the bed, her slim thighs wide apart. She was leaning back on her hands, her expression ecstatic.
Before her, her father stood with his thick cock straight out, her heavy balls dangling. He gazed at his daughter's thighs and at her juicy, hairless cunt.
"Rub it on me, Daddy! Rub your big old cock on my little pussy!"
"Your pretty little pussy," her father said.
"Rub it on my cunt, Daddy!" the girl said a bit louder, "I wanna feel it so hard on my little cunt! Come on, Daddy . . . touch my pretty little pussy with your big, hard cock!"
The man stared between her thighs. "Oh, Julie . . . baby!"
"Daddy!" Julie moaned. "Hurry and rub your cock on my cunt!"
The man moved forward, and Julie lay back, lifting her knees to her shoulders, holding them with her hands between her knees.
Susan and Keith could see the expanse of Julie's cunt, the slit very wet, the tip of her small clit bulging upward. They heard Julie suck in a deep breath. The man pushed the head of his cock to his daughter's cunt, rubbing it up and down the wet slit, smashing at his daughter's cunt, rubbing it up and down the wet slit, smashing at his daughter's clit.
Julie squealed with pleasure, rocking her ass, squirming it as her father rubbed his cock on her cunt.
Susan's cunt was fiery, and she had one hand under her skirt, agitating her clit, her other hand gripping her son's cock hard.
Keith was squeezing his mother's ass under her skirt, his eyes straining to watch the father and daughter.
The man didn't try to slide his big cock into his daughter's cunt; he knew it was too big to fit. He rubbed it up and down the wet slit.
The girl wiggled and gurgled and cried out with ecstasy, humping her lifted ass with her father's cock, pressing her cunt against the shaft. His cock dripped so much that the lower part of her stomach gleamed with juices.
"Fuck me, Daddy!" Julie gasped. "Ohhh, Daddy, fuck my little cunt with your big cock! I wanna fuck your cock with my little cunt, Daddy!"
"Ahhh, Julie, baby!" her father moaned, his hands stroking the back of her drawn-up thighs. "Ohhhh, honey, your little cunt is so hot and wet! I want to fuck it, baby! God, I want to fuck your little cunt so fucking much!"
Despite the wild talk, Susan knew very well that the man would not try to put his big cock into that young, tender cunt. It would hurt his daughter for sure. Her cunt wasn't big enough to take that cock into her pussy. But Susan knew the man's cock would fill and stretch her hairy cunt deliciously. It was the largest cock she had ever seen, and she couldn't deny a strong desire to feel it inside her cunt.
Julie was churning her ass frantically.
"Daddy, you're about to make me come!" she squealed. "Ooooooh, your cock is so hot! Fuck it for me, Daddy! Make my little pussy come, Daddy! I wanna come ... I love to come!"
"I know you love to come, you sweet little hot-ass!" her father moaned, humping faster, his cock sliding up and down the slit of her pussy. "Daddy will make your little cunt come! Ohhh, baby, you have such a hot little cunt!"
"Now, Daddy! Ohhhh, I'm gonna come now!"
Julie's ass jerked, then she was screaming as an orgasm rumbled through her young, naked body.
Watching the sweet girl come, Susan thrust all four of her fingers into her cunt. While still gripping her son's cock so hard that he was grunting. Susan's hairy pussy was so wet, her hand was slippery all the way to her wrist, and she began to fuck herself with four fingers, gasping, unable to still the sounds.
But inside the bedroom, the father and daughter didn't hear Susan.
"Julie, I'm about ready, baby!"
"Come, Daddy!" Julie sobbed. "Squirt it out for me, Daddy! I wanna make your cock come!"
"Ohhhhh, here it comes!"
Susan and her son watched a huge spurt of creamy come juice gush from the piss-hole of the man's cock. It jetted all the way up to Julie's stiff nipples.
With a cry, Julie squirmed around on the bed until she was on her stomach, legs spread. She grasped her father's heavy balls in her hand, the other sliding between his thighs to hold his ass. She parted her small mouth and closed her lips on his spurting piss-hole, sucking as hard as she could. The creamy come juice oozed from her tight lips, dripping down to her chin, her throat working to swallow as much of her father's come juice as she could.
Susan's cunt was on the edge of orgasm, squeezing at her four fingers tightly. She licked her lips as she watched the little girl struggle to swallow the juices coming from her father's heavy, hairy balls. The sounds of Julie's ecstasy came wetly through the slightly opened window as she sucked at the spewing piss-hole, her little ass bunched, her slender legs opening and closing. It looked as if she was fucking the bed to Susan and Keith.
"Ahhh, baby, that's it!" the girl's father moaned. "I don't have any more for you."
Julie pulled her lips off the head of her father's cock, looking up with shining eyes, her expression happy. Her lips and chin gleamed with come juice.
"I came again, Daddy," she said in a soft, childish voice.
Her father laughed, leaning over to pat her sweet little ass. "You always do, baby. Your little cunt always comes when you eat my cock that way."
CHAPTER SEVEN
Susan pulled at her son's cock, while turning from the window.
"Come on!" she hissed.
"I wanna see-what they do next, Mom," Keith said, trying to resist his mother's pull.
"Come on!" she insisted.
Keith had no choice. His mother was pulling at his hard-on with a very tight grip.
As they rounded the corner of the house, stepping onto the lawn, Susan knew she couldn't wait any longer.
"Fuck me here!"
"On the front lawn, Mom?"
"Right here!" Susan moaned, turning toward her son, pushing his cock under her skirt and between her hot thighs. She felt the shaft slide along her wet, hairy cunt, and she strained against it. "Fuck me now, Keith! I can't wait until we get home! My God, that man and his daughter-I'm so fucking hot now!"
Turning her son loose, she twisted and, jerking her skirt to her waist, dropped to her hands and knees, her white ass waggling in the darkness. She parted her knees.
"Hurry!" she hissed. "I want that cock in my cunt, fucking me! Oooooh, baby, you're going to make me come so fast!"
Keith, his cock bulging from the leg of his cutoffs, dropped to his knees behind his mother's hot, eager ass. Gripping the shaft of his prick, he pushed forward.
"Ahhhhh, yes!" Susan moaned as her son's cock spread the hairy lips of her cunt, penetrating her deeply. "Oooooh, see what I mean?"
Her cunt was squeezing his cock as she came, her body shivering with ecstasy.
"I told you I'd come right away!" she gasped, pushing her ass back at him, wanting his cock as deep as it would go while she came.
Her pussy gripped and squeezed his cock, rippling with wet waves.
"God, that was fast!" Susan moaned as her orgasm ended. "I told you I was hot, darling! Now, it's your turn! Fuck me, Keith!"
"I can wait until we get home, Mom!" he gasped, but his cock was jerking about inside his mother's cunt.
"No, you can't!"
"Okay," he said hoarsely.
Holding his mother's hips, he began to plunge his cock back and forth, fucking her with vigorous strokes.
Susan squealed softly as her son banged into her from behind, making her sweatered tits sway back and forth.
The beating of her son's cock up her cunt and the hot smashing against her ass made her body vibrate with exquisite lewdness. It felt delicious the way her tits jiggled from the pounding of her son's cock into her fiery cunt. Her clit was swollen, sliding along the shaft of his prick. His balls seemed to smack against it each time he ran his cock into her pussy. The cheeks of her ass were spread wide as she arched and tossed her ass at her son.
Susan gasped from the power of his cock slamming into her cunt. If the outside lights of the house had come on then, she would not have cared. At that moment, her cunt was on fire, and she would not have cared if the whole neighborhood was up, standing in a circle, matching her son fuck her frantically.
Keith dug into his mother's hips with strong fingers, jerking her ass back against his cock, moaning with the wet heat of her pussy clutching him. She was so juicy-the sounds of her cunt made liquid noises. It was dark, but his mother's white ass stood out.
"Ooooooh, ram it hard, Keith!" Susan cried out. "Ram your cock real hard up mother's cunt! God! Oh, my God ... I love it!" She knew she was going to come again. Her cunt was tingling, and the hairy lips were flexing with the exquisite friction that Keith's cock created on the sensitive flesh. Her nipples, bulging, rubbed at the fabric of her sweater each me her son rammed into her pussy.
"Almost, Mom!" Keith grunted, fucking in a frenzy, his cock almost pulling from her pussy before he rammed it back in. "I'm about to come!"
"Yes, baby! Come in me! Come in mother's cunt! Ooooh . . . ahhhh, my pussy . . . mother's cunt is about to-ooooh, yes! Ooooh, God, yes!"
Her cunt went into powerful contractions. Her orgasm caused her head to lift, and she bit her bottom lip to hold back her scream of ecstasy. She strained hard on her son's cock, pushing her ass back with the overwhelming urge to climax again at the moment of his orgasm.
Keith let out a loud grunt and returned the pressure, his balls smashing hard against her pussy. With a few jerks, he began sending scalding squirts of come juice into his mother's hungry, squeezing cunt, splashing deeply.
When the convulsions stopped, Susan was too weak to get to her feet. Her arms gave way, and she dropped her head and shoulders to the soft grass, breathing almost painfully, her ass sticking up in the air wantonly.
Keith's cock slipped out of her pussy, and he sat on his heels, sucking in air desperately. Although his vision was blurred, he could see his mother's beautiful ass in the air.
When she felt stronger, Susan turned, sitting on the grass before her son and crossing her legs. She grinned lewdly at him, lifting her sweater to show him her tits.
"I never got fucked on the front lawn before. Was it good, Keith?"
"It was fast, Mom," he said, reaching for her tits.
"Want to go home and do it again?" she teased as he twisted her nipples. "I do."
They got to their feet, and Susan brushed at her knees. Back on the sidewalk, on their way home, she had her son keep his cock dangling from the leg of his cut-offs. When he protested that it might be seen, she pushed her sweater :o her chin, exposing her shapely tits to the night air.
"Then they'll see my titties, too!" she giggled.
Like a couple of naughty children, they walk-id home, his cock dangling and her tits exposed.
At the front door, Susan bent over to get the key from beneath the mat, and Keith flipped her skirt over her ass to her waist.
"Ohhh, you're in a rush, aren't you?" she said, shaking her ass before she stood upright.
"Just wanted to show anyone looking what a pretty ass you have, Mom," he said, patting her ass as she opened the door. "It's as pretty as that little girl's. What was her name . . . Julie?"
" Julie," Susan said softly as they entered the house. "Her name was Julie."
Standing in the center of the living room floor, Susan pulled her sweater over her head, tossing it to the couch, then she unzipped her skirt and stepped from it.
"Now you," she said.
Keith shoved his cut-offs down.
But, instead of reaching for his cock, Susan brushed her lips across his. "Let me wash."
In the bathroom, she cleaned her cunt up, then her inner thighs. The image of the father and daughter burned hotly in her mind, the way the little girl licked at her father's cock, sucking his juices from his piss-hole, her lips unable to contain it all. It had been one of the most erotic sights she had ever seen.
Returning to her son, her eyes blazing, she found him sitting on the couch, his knees spread, his cock standing up and ready for her.
"Ooooooh, hard so soon? It wouldn't be that pretty little cunt we saw tonight, would it, darling?"
"Part of it, Mom," he confessed. "She was so pretty, wasn't she?"
"Beautiful," Susan murmured, slipping to her knees and pushing her son's legs wider apart, gazing at his full balls and cock. "She was the most beautiful, most exquisite, most . . . God, she was a hot little thing, wasn't she?"
"She couldn't ever take his cock in her pussy, Mom," Keith said. "But I bet you could."
"Oh? You think mother's cunt is big, do you?"
"You know what I mean, Mom," he said. "You're older, and that girl was little."
"I was teasing, honey," she murmured, cradling his balls in her hand and squeezing them tenderly. "I know I could get his big cock in my pussy. I've never seen a cock so big, but my pussy stretched, you know."
"I'd like to see him fuck you with it, Mom."
Susan gazed into his face. "You really would, wouldn't you?"
He nodded.
"Is that because you'd like to fuck his daughter's tight little twat?"
"I wouldn't mind at all," Keith answered truthfully.
The image of her son shoving his hard cock into that hairless cunt excited her.
"We could . . ." she sighed, leaning down and kissing the head of her son's cock. "We could, you know, fuck them side by side."
"Yeah, Mom!" he gasped, watching her lips rub at his piss-hole.
"Keith, how would you like a blow job?" Susan whispered.
"You'd suck my cock, Mom?"
"Mmmm, I'd suck it very good," she purred. "I'd suck it up and even let you come in my mouth, like Julie's father came in her mouth.
Keith laughed, a low husky sound. "She couldn't swallow much, could she?"
Susan shook her head, her hair shimmering. "No, but I can. I can swallow it all and not lose a drop. Want me to show you?"
"If you'll let me suck your cunt, Mom," he moaned.
"Oh, baby!" Susan sobbed in heat. "I was hoping you'd say that. I love to be tonguefuck-ed!"
She pulled at him, getting him off the couch and onto the floor. She twisted about with her feet toward her son's head, lying on her side. She shoved her thigh under his head, bringing the other up his shoulder to his waist, her cunt ready for his mouth.
Keith wrapped his arms about his mother's naked hips, holding her ass, peering at her bushy cunt and the split of her lovely ass.
"Mmmm," she purred, pushing her lips to his cock. "So hard and hot."
She kissed his prick, then his balls, her hands wrapped about his ass with her cheek resting on one of his thighs. With a low moan, Susan smashed her face into her son's crotch, kissing wickedly, soft moans of pleasure bubbling from her throat. She inched her hairy cunt toward her son's face.
She licked his balls, tasting them. The juices ?f her cunt lingered there, and she licked hungrily, not minding the taste of her pussy at all. In fact, it served to make her shiver with lewd pleasure. She dragged her tongue off his balls, along the shaft of his cock to the tip. She twisted tongue about his piss-hole, tasting his seep-juices, her tongue swirling about the smooth -and eagerly.
Keith, breathing with excitement as he felt her tongue and lips working at his cock and balls, pulled at his mother's ass. He buried his face into her wet cunt without hesitation. He found his mother's cunt to be soft and very hot, wet and hairy. He loved the feel of it in his face, and he rubbed his face up and down the fiery slit, enjoying the wetness from his nose to his chin.
"Mmmmm, delicious!" Susan cried out with delight.
She closed her wet lips around his cock, pulling at his ass to slide it deep into her mouth. The tingling stretch of her lips sent shivers of ecstasy through her. With her lips smashed at the base of her son's cock, she held him tightly, his balls against her nose. She squeezed his ass, pulling his asscheeks, staring at his crinkling asshole. His cock was throbbing, the smooth head pushing at her throat.
Keith, breathing deeply at the sweet scent of his mother's steamy cunt, sucked at the lips, dragging his tongue along the wet slit. The taste of his mother's pussy juices increased the hardness of his cock.
He spread her asscheeks, seeing the pucker of her tight asshole. He watched the ring squeeze as his tongue dragged along the slit of her cunt, touching her inflamed clitoris.
Like a throaty whimper, Susan sucked back on her son's cock, her tongue swirling. The hot hardness in her mouth sent exquisite pulsations down her body to her cunt. She wiggled, pushing her pussy at her son's sucking mouth, squirming tightly.
Keith thrust his tongue into his mother's cunt.
Susan cried out around the swollen head of his prick as she pulled at his ass.
Keith ran his tongue in and out of his mother's juicy cunt, twisting it, tasting the hot, smooth inner flesh. Her juices filled his mouth, and he gulped them down hungrily. He pulled her asscheeks as wide apart as he could, then lapped his tongue along her cunt to her asshole.
Susan let out a sob of pleasure, pushing her ass to his face. Keith closed his lips around her asshole, sucking hard as he licked at it, his chin pushing into her cunt.
Almost sobbing with passion, Susan began to race her lips back and forth on her son's cock, jerking his ass forward as her mouth went down. The friction was intense, the wetness making her lips slide easily.
Keith began to hump back and forth, fucking his mother's sucking mouth. Each time he lunged into her mouth, the smooth head of his cock probed her throat. She began to grind and twist her ass, thrusting her cunt at his face.
Keith was licking into the crack of her hot, lovely ass, tickling her asshole, then plunging his tongue into her pussy hard and deep. As his mother sucked greedily on his cock, he closed his lips about her bulging clit, sucking as hard as he could on it, his tongue whipping back and forth on the very tip.
Susan was moaning hotly, her breath searing his balls as she sucked in a furious manner, darting her face back and forth, gobbling at her son's cock almost with a desperate hunger.
In a frenzy, she pulled off his cock, smothering her face in his crotch. "Suck me, Keith! Ohhh, baby, suck my cunt! Ahhhh, tonguefuck mother in the cunt! Fuck it . . . fuck my pussy with your tongue! Lick up my juices, darling!
Swallow mother's cunt juices!"
Keith pulled his face back.
"I love the taste of your hairy cunt, Mom!" he groaned.
"I love the taste of your hot cock!" she replied. "Ohhh, darling, lick mother's asshole again! Suck my asshole and my cunt! I'm going to gobble up your hard cock . . . drink up your sweet come juice!"
She swallowed his hard cock feverishly, her hands clutching his ass tightly, her lips moving fast, sliding back and forth on his throbbing cock. She sucked Keith's cock with the desperation of a woman gone insane.
Keith, overwhelmed by his mother's hot, wet mouth, began to suck and lick and fuck at her hairy cunt just as wildly. He made wet sounds as his tongue lapped from her clit to her asshole, then back again. They hugged each other's ass tightly, unable to get their faces close enough to each other's steaming crotch.
Susan felt her son's cock throb. She tasted more juice seeping out of his piss-hole. She swallowed it eagerly, hungry for the hot squirt of the thick juice filling his young balls.
Keith pulled the sweet juices out of his mother's cunt with his tongue, swallowing them, his lips kissing and sucking at her soft, hairy cunt slit. He began to fuck his mother's mouth with quick, short stabs.
They both cried out, gasping with mouth-filled juices, filled with cock and cunt. Susan felt as if her mouth was her cunt and his tongue was his cock. She thrashed her hips about, beating her pussy against his face as she felt herself roaring toward a tremendous orgasm.
Susan dug her fingers into her son's ass, and, when his cock began to jerk wildly inside her mouth, she sucked as hard as she could, grinding her pussy violently at her son's mouth. With a loud, deep, muffled moan, Susan came. She rammed her cunt as hard as she could against her son's sucking mouth, her pussy grabbing at his buried tongue.
Then Keith's cock exploded.
Susan moaned as the hot, thick come juice splashed against her throat. The taste of it sent her mind spinning with wanton ecstasy, and she sucked and swallowed with a powerful thirst. The spurts of his come juice across her tongue increased the force of her orgasm.
Keith came for a long time, more than he seemed to come in her cunt, and Susan gulped it all down, and true to her promise, she didn't lose a single, precious drop of his jizz.
They pulled away from each other, breathing hard.
A few minutes later, Susan struggled up, her face glowing with a happy smile. Her lips were moist, and she saw her son's face glistening with the juices of her cunt.
"Well, how do you like sucking cunt, darling?"
"Fantastic, Mom!" He grinned up at her. "I sure like the taste of your hairy snatch."
"Mmm," she purred, licking at his pussy-wet mouth. "I love the way you come in my mouth, too."
CHAPTER EIGHT
"You're not kidding, are you, Keith?" Susan asked. "You really do want to fuck Julie."
"I do, Mom," he said. "And you want to try that big cock. Don't lie; you want it bad."
"Maybe I do," she admitted. "But I doubt that would ever happen. We sure can't go up to the door and say; Hi, I'm Susan and this is my son, Keith. We saw you suck each other off and would like to fuck the two of you."
Keith laughed. "It might work. Who knows?"
"Maybe it would." She laughed. "But we're not going to try it."
Keith grabbed for his mother's ass, wrestling her to the floor. He straddled her, tickling her in the ribs.
Susan laughed and thrashed, trying to toss him off, but he cupped her tits, squeezing them, and she went lax, her eyes turning hot and glassy.
"Ooooh, you sure know what to do to a girl," she purred. "That makes my pussy tingle."
"I'll make more than your cunt tingle," he said, shoving her sweater up to reveal his mother's tits.
He leaned down and sucked her nipples, sliding his mouth from one to the other.
Susan purred, slipping her hands along his thighs to his ass. She felt his balls through his shorts and his cock swelling against her stomach.
"If you'd lift up, I can pull my skirt out of the way," she mewled as he sucked hard at her tits.
Keith lifted his mouth. "I bet you say that to all the guys."
"Only those that suck my titties." She grinned.
"You just have a hot cunt, Mom."
"You better believe it," she murmured, pulling her skirt to her waist. "There, that's better. You know, since I started fucking you, I don't think I've worn panties at all."
"That just makes it easier to get to, Mom," he said, his cock pressing at his shorts.
"I know," she replied, wrinkling her nose cutely at him. "A girl should always be prepared. We never know when we'll find a hard cock."
Keith poked her in the ribs again. "I don't wanna catch you fucking around. You're my cunt."
"I know," she said again. "But maybe just once?"
"Yeah, that big cock, I know."
"Well, at least I'm honest."
"Okay," he said, pulling his cock from the leg of his shorts. "You get one time to fool around, but no more. You're busy enough taking care of my cock, Mom."
Susan made a soft purring sound as she stared at her son's prick. She pulled at his hips, sliding his ass up her body, gazing at his cock, feeling it drip on her flesh. She licked her lips slowly, lewdly.
"I'd like it better if you took your shorts off," she mewled.
Grinning, Keith stood above her and stripped his shorts off quickly.
Susan, flat on her back, sweater under her chin, with her flawless tits displayed, made a gurgling sound as she looked up between her son's legs. She gazed hungrily at his cock which was sticking out so hard, his young balls dangling.
In turn, Keith's eyes roamed about his mother's body. When he looked at her cunt, Susan spread her legs and shoved her fingers through the soft hair, opening her wet cunt to his eyes. She lifted her ass, twisting her hips suggestively.
"Better?" he asked hoarsely.
A drop of his juice feel onto one of her nipples.
"Much better," Susan breathed. Keith bent his knees, squatting above her stomach.
Susan placed her hand on his cock, pushing it to her titties. The throbbing heat of his cock against her tits and nipples felt so very good. She dipped her chin down to watch his cock when he began to rub it against her tits. His balls, dangling, brushed her flesh, tickling her, but exciting her most of all.
Pushing his cock between her tits, Susan closed her tit-mounds around the shaft.
'Tuck mother's titties," she whispered.
Keith gave a short laugh, then leaned back, one hand on the floor to brace himself. He began to move his ass, sliding his cock in and out of her mother's enveloping tits.
Susan whimpered softly, his hot cock rubbing at the valley of her tits, his juices making her flesh slippery.
"Mmmm, nice, Keith," she cooed, the wet tip of his cock pushing up to her chin. "No one has ever fucked my titties before. It feels very good."
"Kiss it!" he urged. "Kiss my cock, Mom!"
"Ooooh, that's terrible!" she teased, pressing her tits tight about his cock. "Asking a girl to kiss your cock is terrible!"
"Not when the girl loves to kiss cock," he replied, pushing his prick against her chin hard.
"You know me, don't you?" she purred.
The head of his cock touched her lips.
"Mmmmm!" she moaned softly with the hot, wet contact.
Keith stared at her mouth.
Susan lifted her head, her son's cock sliding past her lips and into her mouth. With his cock between her tits, he could only push the rounded, smooth head into her mouth, but it was enough. Susan sucked it, running her tongue in wet, hungry circles over the swollen head, then probing his seeping piss-hole, tasting him. Her hands clung to his naked ass, his balls feeling hot on her skin, his cock jerking between her tits as her tongue and lips worked on it.
Moving slowly, Keith ran his cock back and forth, watching the head slide in and out of his mother's wet mouth. Each time he pulled it away, there was a soft sucking sound, as if Susan didn't want it out of her mouth.
She bent her knees, lifting her ass in the air as Keith fucked into her willing mouth. She twisted her ass, mewling and gasping as the ecstasy grew inside her slender body. Her cunt turned very juicy, her clit bulging and her hairy cunt twitching.
Wanting to shove his cock deeper, Keith lifted his ass slightly and pushed. His balls touched his mother's chin, and his ass brushed her tits as his cock slipped into her mouth.
Holding his cock tightly with her lips, she twisted her shoulders until she shoved a stiff nipple against his asshole.
"Ahhhh, Mom!" Keith moaned.
Her eyes danced brightly as she mouthed his cock, pushing her nipple against the heat of his asshole, then closing his asscheeks around it. She swirled her tongue about his cock as she sucked, feeling his asshole grip her nipple. She pushed her chest upward, wishing she could get her nipple into her son's asshole, to fuck him with it, but the pucker of his ass was much too tight.
Her hips writhed, pumping lewdly, as if she were fucking an invisible cock while sucking on her son's prick. Her cunt was juicy, and she felt the wetness of it on her own ass, inside the crack.
Keith pushed and pulled his cock into his mouth, still leaning back.
"Mom, suck me!" he moaned.
"Mmmmm," she moaned, her eyes dancing as her mouth closed wetly around his cock. She pushed him back until his cock was pulled out of her mouth, brushing against her nose as it jerked upward. "Lean over me and fuck my face, baby! Fuck my mouth! Fuck my mouth the way you fuck my cunt!"
Keith pushed forward, leaning over her face on his hands and knees. His cock was straining for his mother's mouth.
Susan ran her hot hands up his thighs to his ass, cupping his ass cheeks and pulling him down. Her mouth opened as his cock approached, and Keith watched her as her lips closed once more around his prick. With his mother urging him on by using her hands on his cock, he began to thrust up and down, slowly, feeling the wet heat of her mouth as he watched his cock probe deep.
Susan made hot sounds as his cock rubbed along her tight lips. She pressed her tongue against the shaft, forcing his cock to slide along the roof of her mouth. She could make her mouth tighter than her cunt, and now she was doing so.
Keith wanted to put his beautiful cock into that little girl's hairless cunt ... she didn't mind, but she wanted to show her son she could make her mouth just as tight and hot as Julie's tender cunt was.
He was humping his cock up and down, fucking her mouth in the same way he fucked her cunt, almost in the same position, and Susan purred and moaned in pleasure. She arched her ass up, her bent knees spread wide in a wanton, erotic display. She held his ass loosely so he could plunge up and down in any way he wanted.
Sliding one hand to his balls, she held them, the fingers of her other hand stroking his asshole. Her method of feeling his asshole while he fucked her mouth made him groan and gasp with delight.
His thrusting increased in speed.
His cock pulled out of her mouth, and as he pushed back down, it slid along her nose to her eyes.
"Oooooh!" Susan cried, opening her mouth wide to catch his cock again. "You do that again and you might come in my face and hair."
She giggled lewdly just before his cock penetrated her mouth again.
"Suck it, Mom!" he groaned, pumping up and down swiftly a few times, then slowing. "Ahhh, your mouth is so hot and wet, almost like your cunt! The only difference is your cunt is hairy and your mouth isn't."
Susan pushed his cock from her mouth. "Oh, is that right? Here I was trying to make my mouth tight and hot and wet, so you could pretend it was Julie's pretty little cunt."
"Mom," he groaned, "I'm not thinking about her! You're too good with your mouth for me to think about anything else."
When he pushed his cock back at her mouth, she felt her cunt lurch with steamy wetness. She clamped her thighs together, knees still bent to hold her ass off the floor. The pressure of her creamy thighs on her pussy caused it to vibrate sweetly. She swung her legs open, then closed them, swung the wide apart again.
She was holding her son's hot balls in her hand and rubbing at his tight asshole with her middle finger. His cock moved up and down, sliding inside her tight lips, dripping delicious juices over her tongue. As her mouth filled with his juices, she swallowed them, as if they were the most precious nectar in the world. Her lips tingled sweetly with the friction of his cock, and she turned his balls loose so she could feel them bounce on her chin.
She ran her hand down her body to her cunt, and while her son fucked her mouth, she rubbed at his asshole with one finger, her clitoris with the other. Now and then she pushed her finger deep into her cunt, plunging it in and out a few times, then dragging it back to her distended clit. The muscles of her flat stomach rippled with motion as she humped and churned her ass.
Susan sensed that she would come soon, hopefully at the exact instant her son filled her mouth with boiling come juice.
"Ahhhhh, Mom!" Keith moaned, fucking up and down faster. "Suck my cock, Mom! Ooooooh, my balls are on fire, Mom! I've got a big load for your hot, cocksucking mouth, Mom! I'm gonna really come and fill your mouth!"
Susan whimpered. She rubbed furiously at her cunt, making squishy sounds. She began to dart her head up and down with the timing of her son's cock, fucking with her mouth as she humped and fucked him with her cunt. His balls swung about her chin, and she felt the heat of them. His cock throbbed, very hard, inside her mouth. She thrashed her uplifted ass, her cunt starting to twitch toward orgasm.
Gasping hotly, Keith fucked his mother's mouth almost brutally. The head of his cock almost moved a few times into her throat, and if it had been just a bit longer, it would have. But Susan was so excited, so aroused, she would not have minded at all.
He rammed into her mouth so fast and hard, her lips were bruised, but she didn't mind that, either. She pushed her cunt up hard, pressing her fingers against it, the heel of her hand crushing her bulging, throbbing clit. She made soft, muffled squealing sounds as her son humped her mouth.
He fucked her face so fast now she could not jerk her head up and down. She pressed her finger up his tight asshole, making him gasp loudly, and his stabbing cock fucked even faster into her gulping mouth.
"I'm about to let go, Mom!" he gasped. "Ohhhhhhh, I'm about to come, Mom! I'm gonna come in your fucking mouth so fucking hard!"
She tasted his cock jerking as it raced up and down between her lips, her tongue pushing the shaft tight to the roof of her mouth. The dripping juices increased, and she had some trouble swallowing because his cock fucked so fast now. She stiffened her fingers and began to stab them into her cunt.
"Mom!" Keith shouted.
Her mouth was filled suddenly with the thick, sweet juice of his balls. The spurt came out with force, spewing into her throat.
Susan's eyes closed in sheer ecstasy as the squirts came out of his cock swiftly, her mouth filling. As the boiling come juice gushed into her mouth, her cunt seemed to grab at all four of her fingers, and then it was clenching with a wild, searing orgasm.
She felt her son's come juice starting to seep past her tight lips, and with a moan, she swallowed hurriedly. Again her mouth was filled with his juices, and again she gulped it down, her cunt going through a series of spasms now, coming time and again with a never-ending stream of contractions.
The spewing of her son's cock finally slowed, and although Keith's arms and legs shook badly, he remained on his hands and knees, his cock softening inside her mouth.
Susan licked his cock as it went limp, and when he slowly lifted it, she clung to the head to scrape her tongue about his piss-hole, not wanting him take it out until she had every sweet drop of his come juice in her mouth.
When Keith pulled away, Susan gently removed her fingers from her cunt, her naked ass slowly falling to the floor. As she listened to her son's heavy breathing, she ran her tongue over her lips to feel if they were bruised. Her pussy trembled moistly for a while, then became calm.
She turned onto her side, wrapping her arms around his hips, nuzzling at his soft cock and empty balls while hugging him with love.
"You came an awful lot in my mouth," she whispered. "I wasn't sure I'd be able to swallow it all."
Keith ran his hand through his mother's hair tenderly, then pressed at the back of her head, her face tight to his crotch. "I knew you could take it all, Mom. You can do anything. You're a Supermom."
Very pleased with his words, she hugged his ass and kissed his crotch . . .
CHAPTER NINE
After a week and a half, Keith wanted to see Julie with her father again.
This time, Susan found she was ready, too.
Tonight, she wore a simple dress, a black sheath that clung to her shapely tits and ass with perfection. It had a slit along the left thigh, but she had altered the slit so it went to her waist. As usual, she was naked underneath it. The feel of her nakedness under a dress was exciting.
She could feel the cool evening air flow about her cunt when she walked with her son outside, and she felt her nipples rub at the dress. She stood in a suggestive pose for her son's appraisal, her thigh exposed by the high slit.
"My cock is starting to get hard already," he said, licking his lips as he gazed at her from foot to head.
"That's the idea, honey," she breathed. "I'd love to keep your cock hard all the time."
Keith wore jeans and a T-shirt, which disappointed her slightly. It would be more difficult to play with his cock and balls.
Stepping into the darkness, they did not glance at other houses. They weren't interested in watching others except the tall, handsome man and his delicious, mouth-watering little daughter.
As they approached the block, Susan found herself hoping they would not be disappointed. It had been more than a week since they first saw the father and daughter.
The house, as before, was lit up with the huge front window undraped.
Susan and Keith slipped quietly to the window and looked in. The man was working the dials of a stereo, fitting a tape into the deck.
He was fully dressed.
Sitting in the living room was Julie, also dressed. She wore a tight T-shirt that showed her stiff little nipples and ass-hugging jeans that made her look sweetly edible, especially her tight little ass.
The man stood up, turning to smile at his daughter, holding his hand out to her.
Julie stood, and her tightly clad ass made Keith grunt with desire. Julie took her father's hand and they began to dance. Watching Julie twist and wiggle was intensely erotic. She swung her sweet ass about, her feet and legs jerking to the music that Susan and Keith could not hear.
Flinging her slim arms above her head, Julie churned her pretty little ass sexily, making fucking motions with her legs spread. Her father, jerking his hips back and forth, danced with her. It looked as if he was fucking his daughter standing up when their hips crashed against each other, bumping and grinding.
Father and daughter danced with lewd abandon for a while, then they both slumped to the floor, laughing and breathing hard. The man pulled his daughter's sweet face to his, kissing her mouth passionately.
Julie shoved her hand to her father's crotch, and Susan and Keith watched her squeeze his cock, which was obviously hard.
The man pulled his lips from Julie's and lifted her T-shirt, exposing her stiff, pink nipples. He dipped his head and licked them.
Susan moved her palm over the front of her son's jeans, and she felt his cock throbbing with hardness. She gripped it through his pants, feeling his hand sneak into the slit of her skirt to stroke her satiny thigh. They felt each other as the man stood up, lifting his daughter to her feet.
Julie, with a hot expression on her face, pressed hard against him, hugging his waist. Her head only came up to his chest. Then Julie pulled back, and her small fingers feverishly began to open her father's pants. His hands rested on her shoulders as he looked down at what she was doing.
Julie lifted her father's big cock out of his pants, and it stood straight up toward his waist in hardness, the head smooth. Julie closed both her hands about her father's cock and jacked it, grinning up at his face, saying something that Susan and her son could not hear. The man placed one hand on top of his daughter's blonde head and began to urge her face down.
Julie, still standing, lowered her face and made a circle about the head of her father's cock with her little pink tongue. She used both hands to jack up and down while her tongue licked and her lips kissed.
Susan and Keith watched Julie struggle to take the big head of her father's cock into her mouth, getting it just inside. Her lips were so stretched that Susan wondered if it was painful to the girl. Her hands jerked up and down her father's cock as she sucked the head.
Then Julie fished into his pants and pulled his balls out. Taking her mouth off the head of her father's cock, she lowered her face, her tightly clad ass jutting back as she leaned, her tongue swirling about her father's hairy balls with obvious hunger, her fist pounding up and down his cock, pushing it into her blonde hair, then at her neck and cheek. Her tight ass twisted, and her father ran his hand along her back.
The man said something while lifting his daughter's face from his cock and balls.
Julie gazed up at him with moist, blazing eyes, nodding her head.
Susan and Keith watched. Susan was gripping her son's cock as tight as she could through his pants, and Keith now had his hand between his mother's thighs, feeling her dripping cunt.
The man removed his daughter's T-shirt, then dropped to his knees to pull her tight jeans down, along with a pair of lacy nylon panties. Julie looked even more exquisite naked than dressed, Susan felt.
Now that she was naked, Julie removed her father's clothing, going to her knees to take his pants off. As she pulled his pants off, she kissed and licked and nuzzled at his big cock and balls.
Both of them naked, Julie stood up again, and, gripping her father's cock, they started from the room, turning out the light as they went.
With heavy breathing, Susan and Keith ran around the house to the bedroom window. To their pleasure, they could now hear what father and daughter were saying.
Julie climbed onto the bed, her knees at the very edge, feet hanging over as she kneeled with her ass up. Behind her, her father caressed his, daughter's lovely little ass, stroking his cock with his free hand.
"Ooooh, Daddy!" Julie purred. "One of these days you'll get it in me!"
"I know, baby," her father answered, sliding the edge of his hand up and down the crack of his daughter's small ass. "Your mother loved it this way, and I know you will, too."
Julie giggled, waggling her uplifted ass. "Mother said it hurt, Daddy."
"It did," he admitted. "But only the first time. After that, she loved it in her ass."
"Will it hurt me when you do it in my asshole, Daddy?"
"I hope not."
"I won't mind," Julie said. "You know I won't mind if it hurts me a little. I can learn to love it. Ooooh, Daddy, I wanna grow fast so I can fuck you like mother did!"
The man ran his hand about his daughter's satiny ass, then leaned down and kissed first one asscheek, then the other. With his lips against Julie's lovely ass, he said: "You loved to watch us fuck, didn't you, baby?"
"I sure did, Daddy!" Julie gurgled, grinding her uplifted ass to her father's face. "You know how hot it made me! If mother was still with us, it would be more fun, Daddy."
"I know, darling," he said.
"Ooooh, lick my asshole again, Daddy!" Julie squealed. "I love it when you lick my asshole!"
Susan and Keith stared with hot eyes, watching the man's face move up and down, licking at the split of his daughter's wiggling ass, his cock jutting out thick and long.
"Ahhhh, stick your tongue in my ass, Daddy!"
Julie's face twisted with pleasure as her father ran his tongue up the small tightness.
Soft wet sounds drifted out the window to Susan and Keith. Susan fumbled with her son's jeans and pulled his cock out, pushing him behind her, but making sure he could still watch. She lifted her tight skirt to her waist and placed his cock between her thighs, rubbing the shaft along her hot, hairy cunt.
"Ohhh, fuck my asshole with your tongue, Daddy!" Julie squealed. "Ahhh, you can stick your tongue real deep in my ass! Daddy, I wanna feel a cock in my asshole so much! I wanna hurry up and get older so I can fuck your big cock with my cunt and asshole and mouth!"
The man chuckled as he drew his tongue out of her hot little asshole, dipping down to lap at the fiery slit of his daughter's cunt. He dragged his tongue from her cunt to her asshole to her spine, then down again.
Soon, Julie's sweet little ass glistened wetly from his tongue and lips. He began to suck at the flesh of his daughter's ass, and Julie gurgled and twisted into his face. The man licked at the backs of her slender thighs, from her knees to her ass, his tongue in full view of Susan and Keith, swirling wetly, hotly.
The man stood up, his cock raging hard now. He pushed the head of his prick to his daughter's asshole, rubbing it about, then at her cunt.
"Ahhh, Daddy, Daddy!" Julie sobbed in pleasure.
"You loved it when your mother licked your little cunt, didn't you, Julie?" he asked, his voice thick, jacking on his cock with the head against his daughter's asshole.
"Oh, yes, Daddy!" Julie cried out, pushing her asshole tightly against the head of her father's cock. "I loved it when mother licked my pussy, sucked me! I loved it most of all when she let me suck your come juice out of her cunt after you fucked her!"
"I know, baby!" he panted, his fist jerking back and forth on his cock, making a soft slapping sound on the cheeks of Julie's wide-open ass. "She loved it, too! Remember how she loved to lick my come juice off your cunt . . . how you would kiss and suck tongues just to taste my juices after she sucked me off?"
"Ahhh, Daddy! I wanna fuck you so much!"
"In a few more years, darling!" he moaned.
"I want it in my cunt, Daddy!"
"Yes, baby!"
"And in my asshole . . . real deep, like mother took it!"
"I know!"
"And I wanna get it all in my mouth, not just the head!"
"You will, Julie!"
"Come on my ass, Daddy!" she squealed. "Oooh, jack off on my asshole! I wanna feel your hot come juice squirt on my asshole, Daddy!"
"I will!" he groaned. "Yes, Julie! I'll jack off on your hot little asshole! I'll come on your asshole and cunt!"
"Hurry, Daddy!" Julie sobbed, grinding her ass furiously, her arms shaking. "Oooh, I'm gonna come soon!"
The man's fist pounded in a frenzy, the head of his cock pushing tightly against his daughter's asshole. He lifted his handsome face, his features twisting with agonizing ecstasy.
Susan and Keith could see his heavy, hairy balls swing back and forth as he jerked his cock faster and faster.
"I'm about to come, Julie!" he groaned.
"On my asshole, Daddy!"
"Ohhhh, yes!"
Julie's head and shoulders dropped to the bed, one of her hands darting between her slim thighs, rubbing at her cunt, pushing her father's hot balls against it. "Daddy, I'm gonna come!"
"Now, Julie! Come now, baby!"
His body jerked, then shuddered.
Julie screamed, her small body shaking.
Susan and Keith saw the hot come juice spurt outward as the man came with the head of his cock pressed tightly at Julie's crinkling asshole. Susan began to pound on her son's cock in a frenzy, feeling Keith's fingers digging into her juicy, hairy cunt. Watching the man's come juice spatter his daughter's asshole was exciting to them. Susan was about to come, and so was her son.
Julie slumped across the bed, gasping, her tight ass twisting gently, as her father lay beside her, wrapping his arms about her and holding her close.
"I wish mother was still alive, Daddy," Julie said in a soft voice. "I miss her so much."
"I do, too, darling," her father said, caressing her naked smooth back from neck to exquisite ass.
"Daddy, is it bad for me to miss doing all these things with you and mother?"
"No, honey, it's not bad," he said soothingly. "I know you miss her as much as I do, and it's okay to miss the things the three of us used to do."
Julie was hugging her father, her face buried into his chest.
"Maybe, Julie, one of these days we'll meet a lovely lady. I know she could never take your mother's place, but it might help. You know I wouldn't mind marrying again, but only if you loved her as much as I would."
"Daddy, she'd have to do things we like, wouldn't she? I mean, all three of us together? Like mother?"
"That's right, darling. Only if she would have fun with us the way your mother used to. I promise we won't get involved with any woman that won't live the way we want to live."
"I love you, Daddy," Julie murmured, squirming against her father, then she giggled. "Your cock is getting hard again, Daddy."
"So it is!" He laughed as his daughter scooted down on the bed to get her face close to his cock and balls.
"I'm gonna try to get more in my mouth than ever, Daddy," Julie said, then began to work on her father's cock with her hot, wet, small mouth.
CHAPTER TEN
Susan pulled at her son.
Keith reluctantly turned from the window, wondering why his mother wanted to leave.
His cock was so hard, and he wanted to shove it into her cunt as they watched.
Susan led her son to the edge of the house, near the same place where they had fucked on the lawn over a week ago.
"Mom, why do you want to leave?" he asked. "I wanted to keep watching them."
Susan faced her son, still holding his cock.
"Keith, did you hear what they were saying?"
"Of course I heard, Mom," he replied. "Come on, let's go back and watch until they finish."
"Keith, listen to me."
She jerked slowly on his throbbing cock.
Keith stood, his hands on her hips, trying to see her face in the darkness, curious.
"There's no wife, honey," Susan said. "You heard it-she's dead, like your father."
"So what, Mom?"
"Weren't you listening to them?" Susan said, her voice sounding urgent. "Julie's mother used to join them, do things with them."
"I heard, Mom. But why is that so important right now? Come on, let's go back and watch. We can talk about it when we get home."
"We'll talk about it right here," she said, pulling at his cock. "You do want to fuck Julie, don't you?"
"I sure do, Mom!"
"I think it's possible. But first, there's something we have to do."
"What?"
"Keith, you have to fuck me in my ass."
"I do? Why? And can't we wait until we get home, Mom?"
"You're still not listening to me, darling," she said. His cock throbbed hotly in her fist. "And you didn't hear anything they said, either. Julie's mother used to lick her little cunt, remember? And her mother let him fuck her in the ass. Well ..."
"Well, what, Mom?"
"Keith, they want to meet a woman like Julie's mother, a woman who will do all those things with them. So, you have to fuck me in my asshole!"
"Now?"
"Yes, now . . . right here!"
"But why?"
"Keith, don't be dumb," Susan said. "I have to know if I can take a cock in my ass . . . if I enjoy being fucked up my asshole! I think I will, but I have to know for sure. Your tongue gets me going, you know."
"And if you do like it, Mom?"
"You'll see," she said softly, lifting her tight dress to her hips and turning around. "Now, let's see if I like a hard cock up my hot ass, okay?"
Susan dropped to her hands and knees as Julie had done on the bed.
"You don't have to lower your pants," she said. "Just push your cock up mother's ass."
Keith knelt behind her, his cock straining. He felt his mother's satiny ass for a moment, finding an intense interest in what it would feel like to have his cock inside her tight asshole. He leaned forward and rubbed the swollen head of his cock about her wet cunt, dragging it up over the crinkle of her asshole.
"Ooooh, I can feel how hot it is, baby!" Susan purred, twisting her ass lewdly.
Rubbing the head of his cock against his mother's asshole, Keith had a moment of hesitation.
"Mom, what if it hurts?"
"It will, at first," Susan said, a catch in her voice. "But it won't last. It can't hurt any more than a cock fucking a virgin cunt."
Keith pressed forward.
Susan held her breath, bracing herself.
"Push!" she hissed.
She felt his cock pushing, felt her asshole spreading. The pressure felt good, and the harder her son pressed, the better it felt. She bit her lip as his cock increased the pressure. As he pushed forward, she pushed back.
The head of his cock penetrated the tight ring.
Susan almost screamed.
Keith stopped, waiting, not wanting to hurt his mother. The ring of her asshole was very tight, and it was squeezing the head of his cock in a way that her cunt and mouth had never done.
"Is it okay, Mom?" he asked in a tight voice.
"Yes!" she sobbed. "It's almost the same as when I got fucked my first time! Come on, push more in me."
On her hands and knees at the edge of the house, but out of sight if someone came past, Susan began to groan as her son slipped his cock into her asshole slowly. She felt her asshole stretch, and it seemed to her that it stretched more than her cunt had ever stretched with a cock. She tried to stop the puckering, the squeezing, but she was unable to.
Her son's cock slithered deeper.
She moaned, the pain going away, being replaced by the most exquisite sensation of her life. Her son's cock felt so big inside her asshole.
She wasn't aware that her son had every inch of his cock up her asshole until she felt his hot balls smashed against the sensitive lips of her hairy cunt.
"My God, it's all in me! How does it feel, baby?"
"Mom, your asshole is so fucking tight and hot!"
"Slide it in and out, but go slow," she said. "Let me get used to it."
Holding his mother's creamy hips with both hands, Keith pulled his cock out, and Susan gasped. He didn't pull it all the way out, but held the swollen head just inside the ring. She could feel her son's cock throb and jerk in her asshole, and her cunt was responding with a hot wetness that she couldn't believe. Her asshole tingled and burned and filled her with a strange ecstasy.
Experimentally, she waggled her ass.
"Oooooh, now it feels good!" she hissed. "Now your cock feels very good in my asshole! Push it in . . . but slowly!"
Keith pushed.
Susan gurgled as she felt her asshole being stuffed with her son's hard cock. It was feeling better and better. She sobbed softly when her son began to fuck her ass slowly, sliding his cock back and forth. The friction was much different than in her cunt or mouth, and the sheer lewdness of her son fucking her asshole was almost enough to make her cunt start to convulse.
"Fuck me!" she cried out. "Baby, fuck faster now! Ooohhh, God, it is fantastic! Ahhh, you fill mother's asshole full, Keith! Ahhh, fuck me faster . . . ram your cock up my asshole hard now! I want to feel your cock stabbing in and out fast and deep! Ooooh, it makes my cunt . . . darling, this is making mother's cunt so fucking hot!"
Gripping his mother's hips hard, Keith began to ram back and forth, plunging his cock into her gripping asshole. The force of his body smacking her asscheeks as he lunged up her asshole caused them to ripple, making Susan gasp hotly, her hands bracing herself so he wouldn't push her face into the grass.
"Ooooh, give it to me!" she squealed, waggling her ass wantonly, now pushing it back when he plunged in. "Fuck my ass, Keith! Ahhh, it's so big in my asshole! I love it, baby!
Ohhh, my cunt is on fire, too!"
Keith grunted from his efforts, driving his cock in and out of his mother's clutching asshole as fast as he could, the friction on his prick feeling fantastic. His balls swung back and forth, smacking at Susan's wet, hairy cunt.
Each time his cock went deep, his balls almost entered her pussy, and Susan was straining to try and get them inside. She wanted to push her hand between her thighs and shove his balls into her cunt, but she was afraid he would ram her face into the grass if she didn't keep a strong brace with her arms and hands.
The juices of her cunt were flowing along the insides of her thighs now. Her asshole seemed to be sucking at her son's cock, the way her cunt did when she came. But she wasn't coming yet, and still her asshole was sucking and pulling on him.
Keith couldn't speak; his throat was tight as he tilted his head, the ecstasy of his mother's asshole flooding his young body. He thrust faster and faster, not wondering if he was hurting his mother now.
But he wasn't hurting her.
The faster his cock rammed into her asshole, the better it felt to Susan. She was crying out with perverse rapture, shaking her ass and humping with him.
Her tits felt ready to burst from her tight dress, and her cunt was expanding, then closing tightly, her clit bulging so hard she could hardly believe it. Her son's cock seemed to reach far into her body, past her stomach. The deeper it went, the greater the sensations.
"Ohhh, Keith!" she sobbed.
"Ahhh, Mom!"
"Baby! Oh, baby, it's wonderful! I love your hard cock up my asshole! Fuck mother in the ass and come! I want to feel your hot come juice spurt into my asshole, Keith! Ahhh, my cunt . . . this is going to make me come, too! Push it . . . ram it ... I want it all the way!"
From a distance, the flushing of a toilet sounded. Although Susan heard it, it was only a background sound. Along with the moist sounds of her son's balls slapping at her cunt as he plunged his cock in and out of her ass was the chirp of the night insects.
She heard all of those sounds, but none of them interfered with her new-found pleasure. She was right on the brink of orgasm, but it seemed to be holding back. The exquisite sensations of almost coming were driving her out of her mind.
"Now, Keith!" she cried out, unable to keep her voice down. "Ohhhh, God, now! My cunt . . . baby, mother is-ahhh, there! I'm coming! Squirt it up my asshole!"
As his mother convulsed, her asshole seemed to grip his cock tighter than ever, pulling on it. Keith drove forward, pushing his cock as deep as possible. He felt her cunt lips nibbling at his balls, and with a grunt, he began to spew his scalding come juice into his mother's asshole.
Susan choked back a scream of ecstasy when she felt the rapid spurts of his cock. The gushing of his juices increased the force of her orgasm until her body was shaking in a violent manner. It seemed as if she came forever, her ass straining on his cock. And, it seemed that her son came more than he ever had, and the ring of her asshole sucked at his prick with greed, draining his young balls of every hot drop.
Her arms shook, and she was about to fall forward. Weakly, she pulled her asshole off her son's cock, and, trying not to fall, got to her feet and leaned against the house, her asshole still throbbing as if his cock was still inside it.
"Oh, baby!" she gasped, her hand pushing at the front of her dress over her cunt. "If I had known how good it was to get fucked up the ass, this would have been going on a long time ago."
Keith, still on his knees, was gasping for air.
They rested, calming down.
Susan smiled. "Let's see if they're still in the bedroom."
Keith stood up, brushing at his knees.
Hand in hand, they moved quietly to the bedroom window.
"... love everything we do, Daddy," Julie said as they peered inside.
Julie was spread over her father's body, her cunt in his face. They could see him licking at her hairless, pink cunt, his tongue swiping up and down the slit.
Julie was pumping his cock as her lovely young face moved up and down the shaft, her lips tasting from the thick hair to the swollen head.
Her father's tongue could be seen lapping along the slit of Julie's cunt and over her asshole, then down again. Julie closed her lips around the head of her father's cock and sucked, her fist beating up and down, making his hairy balls jiggle.
Julie pulled at her son's hand.
This time Keith did not protest, but followed his mother willingly.
Standing in front of the house, Susan adjusted the neck line of her black sheath, exposing one tit, nipple and all. Then she moved to the front door, holding her son's hand tightly.
She pressed the doorbell.
And they waited.
She pressed it again.
A light came on in the living room, then the light above the front door.
"Yes?" the handsome man asked as he opened the door.
He had pulled on a robe, and behind him, peeking around his side, was Julie, her big blue eyes sparkling.
Then the man saw Susan's exposed tit, and after staring at it for a long moment, he looked at her beautiful face.
"Hello," Susan said softly, "I'm Susan."
She pulled the front of her black dress to one side, showing her hairy cunt.
"And this is my son, Keith."
She pushed her hands into her son's pants and pulled his cock out.
Julie giggled.
The man almost stopped breathing.
"You know about us!" the man said, a simple statement.
"Yes," Susan whispered, stroking her son's cock. "We'd like to talk about things, get to know each other. That is, if you and your beautiful daughter would-"
"Daddy, she's beautiful!" Julie exclaimed, her eyes not looking so much at Susan, but at Keith's cock.
The man smiled, opening the door wide. "Please, come in."
Susan and Keith entered, and the man immediately drew Susan into his arms gently, while Julie reached for Keith's cock . . .
