A mother's desire for her son is a subject as old as the world of literature, and its theme, incest, can be traced in the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah, and Lot's scheme to repopulate a supposedly desolate earth by sleeping with his daughters. The subject has been probed by Sophocles, and Freud defined the problem of incest. Eugene O'Neill, a great playwright, encompassed the theme in one of his most important works.
An incestuous desire is now considered normal, healthy, and to be expected, but should this need on the part of a woman to physically possess her son remain unchecked, the possible catastrophe which might follow could be of such dimension that none involved will recover.
HOT VOYEUR MOM is the story of an incestuous relationship between a young housewife and her young son Randy. It is a startling novel with an important message for society.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
As Mona Burroughs came up the stairs, she could hear the shower running and knew that one of her teenaged children must be in the bathroom. Since Mona had been headed there herself, she hesitated. If it was her daughter, Brenda, who was taking a shower it didn't matter, but if it was Randy, Mona figured he might be embarrassed if she were to walk in on him.
She paused near the top of the staircase, one hand on the railing, a tall blonde woman in her mid-thirties with big tits, shapely legs and a firm, heart-shaped ass. Then she shrugged, figuring she could always knock on the bathroom door before she went in. She went on up the last two steps, looked down the hallway, and gasped at the sight that greeted her blue eyes.
It was obvious that it was her daughter who was in the bathroom because her son was kneeling at the door, his eye pressed to the keyhole and a huge lump bulging in the front of his pants.
Holy shit! thought Mona.
Her first impulse was to storm down the hall and give the naughty boy hell for spying on his sister. But she hesitated, fascinated by the sight and the situation. Mona had always been a bit of a voyeur, and the idea of spying on Randy, while he was spying on Brenda, intrigued the sexy woman. Her anger faded. She grinned wickedly, knowing that it was depraved to play the peeping Tom on her own son and yet tremendously turned on by the prospect. She stepped down one step and peered around the landing, her gaze shifting from Randy's excited, sweating face to his crotch. She had not realized how grown up the boy was before this, but from the size of the swollen lump in his crotch, he had a whopper of a cock.
Mona's nipples shot out like bullets, branding the front of her blouse in twin peaks, and her pussy began to steam, as hot as a glowing ember between her smooth thighs. Hardly aware of what she was doing, Mona cupped a hand over her cunt and, starting to breathe heavily, settled down to watch the watcher.
If Randy had glanced to the side, he would have seen his mother's flushed face peering around the corner, but the lusty lad was concentrating totally on the vista beyond the keyhole, his eye glued to his kid sister's sexy young body.
With the door closed, Brenda had not bothered to pull the shower curtain across and all of her nubile form was revealed to Randy's fascinated gaze. Standing under the spray of the shower, the girl squirmed and twisted, soaping herself luxuriously. Like her mother, she had long blonde hair, tumbling in damp tresses over her shoulders, a few golden strands falling down the slopes of her delightfully plump tits. She was lathering her tits with a bar of soap. The frothy suds foamed on those pert mounds in white streaks, reminding Randy of cum as they seeped into her deep cleavage. Her nipples, he saw, were erect, firm pink nuggets jutting out from her fat tit globes. She fingered those stiff titty tips and smiled.
Christ! Is she playing with herself? Randy wondered.
Being a regular and frequent masturbator, himself, he knew all about such self-induced pleasures, but he couldn't be certain if his sister was rubbing herself erotically or simply soaping herself. His groin throbbed and ached, jammed painfully in his tight trousers. His prick was as hard as a crowbar, trying to lever itself out of his fly, and his scumbags were like inflated balloons.
He cupped a hand over that bloated prick bulge, squeezing his cock and balls and rubbing himself through his pants. Mona stifled a whimper of pure lust at the sight, and her own hand began to move rhythmically on her smoldering cunt.
Brenda turned under the shower, revealing the sweep of her firm, jutting ass. The smooth ass cheeks swept out from her tiny waist like a teardrop, cutting sharply in to the backs of her thighs. She slid the bar of soap around on those sleek ass cheeks, then moved the soap up and down the taut crack of her ass. She leaned forward slightly, her tits bobbing, and the crack of her ass parted enough so her fascinated brother could see the tight brown bud of her asshole. Her fingers probed, working soapsuds into that sweet shithole as her hips switched from side to side. Soapy lather ran down the insides of her legs, reminding Randy more than ever of fuckjuice, making the youth very much aware of the load of the stuff that was filling his balls.
Brenda straightened, turning towards the door, giving her brother a full frontal view. He stared longingly at her crotch. He knew that it was wicked to lust for his sister, but he couldn't help himself. Wild, incestuous fantasies danced in his frenzied mind. Randy was a virgin and he had never seen a naked cunt before, although he had often caught a glimpse of his sister's ass and tits by spying. The sight of her pussy was driving him crazy.
Brenda's cunt mound was bushy, a triangular jungle of curly blonde hair spreading out on her lower belly. She worked soapsuds into that golden forest, then lathered the insides of her sleek thighs. Randy panted against the door, so loudly that he was afraid she might hear him. Down the hallway, his mother had begun to pant every bit as much as he was.
Then Brenda raised one leg, placing her feet on the edge of the bathtub and, with her thighs parted, fully exposed her crotch. Randy gulped as he gazed at her cunt. Her pink pussy lips were unfurled, the slit of her cunthole opened into an oval slot, and her clit stood out as stiff as her nipples. The girl began to rub her soapy hands around in her crotch, her slim belly slowly grinding as she caressed herself lovingly.
Randy shot a glance up at his sister's face, still not sure if the girl was frigging herself. Brenda's eyes were narrowed and he sensual lips were parted. She turned her face from side to side, long blonde hair cascading over her high cheekbones. Her pretty face was contorted to a mask of passion.
Randy moaned, realizing now that the girl was fondling herself with intentions far more fascinating than cleanliness. His eyes bulged out like hard-boiled eggs and his jaw dropped wide open at the realization. The frantic boy lowered his gaze to his sister's groin again, furiously rubbing his own groin.
He heard Brenda purr as she moved both slippery hands around in her crotch. The frothy white soapsuds foamed on her pink cuntlips and trickled into the open slot. Then those white suds were suddenly streaked with a thicker, creamier fluid. Brenda began to jerk her ass and hips spasmodically. She was whimpering as she brought herself to the peak, rubbing her cunt folds with one hand and stroking her clit with the other. Her steaming cunt juice flowed out, mixing with the soapsuds, running down her thighs and soaking into the crack of her ass as she jolted her pelvis in a fucking motion. Randy watched his sister's cum cream flow, awed by the sight. His prick was pounding away like a jackhammer.
Randy knew that, in a moment, he was going to come in his pants. His balls were ready to explode. He fumbled with his zipper and dragged it down. His rock-hard cock came jolting out of his fly like a guided missile. His prick was stiff and vibrating like a tuning fork, throbbing and pulsating. He reached into his fly and hauled his balls out, as well, exposing all of his potent young fuck meat to his mother's excited eyes.
His prick was long and thick, seamed up the underside by dark, throbbing veins, and his cockhead flared out from his prickshaft like a warhead on that long rocket. Mona's eves were u fixed on her son's prick just as his eyes were glued on his sister's pussy. Dizzy with lust, Mona slipped her hand inside her soaking panties and began to finger her flooded cunt and pull at her taut clit. Mother, sister and brother were linked up in a long-distance daisy chain. Lust rushed in through their staring eyes and shot down into their crotches.
Randy wrapped his fist around the thick root of his cockshaft and held steady, feeling his hard prick throb in his hand. But he was not stroking himself yet, wanting to watch his sister finish frigging off before he emptied his balls.
Brenda moaned and leaned back against the wall of the shower, her hands moving steadily as she worked off the sweet spasms of her coming. Cuntjuice poured down her thighs, the creamy stuff streaking into the soapsuds. She shuddered, hips jerking. Then her movements slowed and a dreamy smile replaced the look of lust on her face as she glowed in the aftermath of her climax.
"Ummmmm," she sighed, eyelashes fluttering.
Randy could bear it no more. His cock felt volcanic, and the cum that was jamming his balls was hot as lava. Grimacing, still staring intently at his sister's creamy pussy, the boy began to jerk his fist up and down on his cockshaft. Mona watched her son stroke his prick, and lances of fiery desire shot through her loins. As the boy's fist pulled up his prick, his foreskin curled up over the ledge of his cockknob, and as he pumped back down toward his swollen scumbags, that fat, purple cockhead flared out, naked and hot.
A blob of preliminary spunk squeezed out of his pisshole and ran sluggishly down his knob.
Oooooh! Mona silently moaned. Shoot, Randy! Pump all that hot, thick fuckjuice out!
Mona felt utterly depraved, yearning to watch her teenaged son come. Her cunt was foaming in her hand now as she neared her own crest. Cuntjuice pooled in her palm and slid down her fingers and trickled down her thighs. She was at the peak but was holding back, waiting for Randy to cream.
Randy's experienced fist flew up and down on his prick, skimming the length of that iron hard cock. His prick was bucking in his grip, almost throwing his hand off. He gasped and pumped down to the roots, skinning his cockhead, the heel of his hand contacting his balls just as they exploded. The hot, creamy cum rushed up his prickshaft and spurted from his cockhead in a foamy geyser. The first thick load shot straight up into the air, rising right in front of his contorted face and hanging there for an instant, then splashing back down as another spurt ripped out of his pisshole. Randy kept pounding away, and his jism kept hosing out, squirt after squirt of the stuff. Spunk splattered against the bathroom door and skimmed up the wall. His ass corkscrewed as he fucked his cock through his flying fist, pumping more cum out with every stroke.
Watching the fuckjuice jet out of her son's cockhead, Mona gurgled with dark desire, and her pussy melted in her hand. Spasms shook her loins as she creamed heavily, her cuntjuice flowing like quicksilver and her clit expanding violently.
Randy pumped out the last spurt. His fist slowed, his movements becoming erratic and his whole body trembling. The last of his fuckjuice seeped out in a trickle, running down his cock. The boy stared down at his cock as if amazed at how much he had creamed, then looked through the keyhole again.
Brenda was stepping out of the shower, still smiling with glowing contentment. She began to dry her lush body with a fluffy white towel. Randy stared, his cock still in his hand and still as hard as an iron bar, despite his massive ejaculation. His scumbags had shrunk as he drained them but, with the potency of his youth, those big balls were already starting to fill up again.
He hesitated, wanting to jack off again, but afraid there would not be time to come before his sister opened the door. He groaned and got unsteadily to his feet. He had every intention of milking his prick again, but he figured he had better seek the privacy of his bedroom for the second handjob. With his stiff cock jutting out before him like the figurehead of a sailing ship and his legs trembling under his weight, the boy staggered down the hallway.
Mona sighed, her hand moving more slowly as she worked off the final spasms of her creamy climax, watching her son retreat. She shook her head, stunned by the intensity of her orgasm. She had noticed that Randy's huge cock was still hard and that his balls were beginning to swell up again. She knew damned well that the naughty boy was going to beat his meat a second time just as she, inspired to rare heights of lust, wanted to frig her pussy off again.
Randy went into his bedroom, closing the door.
A moment later, Brenda came out of the bathroom, wrapped in the towel, and padded to her own room. Admiring the girl's nubile body, Mona could well understand why Randy had gotten so horny from spying on her. Mona, giving her cunt a tentative rub, wished that she could watch Randy pump another load out.
Then the horny woman smiled.
Randy's bedroom door, like the bathroom door, was equipped with a keyhole.
CHAPTER TWO
Mona waited by the top of the stairs until, with her trim little ass flashing, Brenda had gone into her bedroom, closing the door behind her. Mona moved down the hall quietly, passing her daughter's room and going on to Randy's. Her hot cunt was squishing juicily between her thighs with every stealthy stride, and she could feel the cuntjuice seeping out of her pussy and trickling through her crotch. She felt so hot that she almost expected her pussy to ignite, as if her cuntjuice was combustible, her clit inflammable.
Her eyes, those voyeur's orbs, were blazing, too, her imagination flaming at the prospect of spying once again on her meat-beating son. She tiptoed up to the door and placed her ear against the wood, listening attentively and smiling when she heard Randy breathing heavily on the other side. She heard him grunt and heard a rustle of cloth.
Ooooh, she thought. He must be taking his clothing off! He's gonna jerk off naked this time!
A rippling thrill tingled through her lush body, every nerve leaping with unbridled lust. Panting like a steam engine, Mona slowly knelt down and placed her eye to the keyhole.
Randy was standing sideways to the door, in profile, in the process of dropping his pants. He kicked them off, then removed his shirt. His lithe young body was revealed to her, and Mona whimpered at the sight. The scene was even more wildly exciting than when she'd watched only his cock and balls. Incestuous yearnings filled her imagination. Mona longed to touch that smooth young flesh, to feel him with her hands and her tongue. She was so dazed by desire that she felt her head spinning around.
She closed her eyes for a moment. When she looked again, Randy had moved across to the bed and was sitting on the edge. He wasn't touching his cock yet. That long, thick prick loomed up from his hairy groin, hard as a stone, the flaring cockhead extended as high as his breastbone. His head was tilted down as he stared at his hard-on, as if he were looking into a telescope.
Her eyes misted and she had to blink. She switched her ass and hips from side to side, panting against the door.
Randy slid his left hand into his groin and cupped his swollen scumbags, lifting the heavy sacs as if trying to judge how much fuckjuice they contained. He rubbed and squeezed his balls, grimacing with pleasure as he felt his cum load slosh around inside the hairy bags. His prick throbbed, the fat purple cock-knob flaring. He moved his other hand down and began to lightly finger the underside of his bloated crown, flicking his fingertips against the sensitive spot where the prickhead loomed out from the stalk and the dark ventral vein spread out in a meaty delta. Then he began to rub two stiff fingers up and down the length of his towering cockshaft. His balls ballooned and his cock thundered.
Mona stared at his prick longingly, pleased that Randy was taking his time over these preliminaries instead of just jacking himself off quickly. Mona wanted to watch him play with his prick for a long time. As she saw his hands move on his cock, her own hands itched and tingled, jealous of that hard, hot contact. Her pink tongue slid slowly across her lips and her blue eyes were glowing like smoldering cobalt as she drank in the vision.
She cupped her fat tits in both hands, pressing them up and together, deepening the smooth cleavage and rubbing her thumbs across the stiff tips. Her pussy was steaming, but she ignored the feeling for the moment, knowing that she would cream quickly if she frigged herself and wanting to wait until Randy had shot his wad. Then she could fuck all four fingers in and out of her cunthole, bunched together, pretending they were Randy's big cock as she creamed.
Randy folded his fist around his cockshaft and began to pull slowly up and down. His cockhead pulsed in and out like an inhaling lung, the cleft open, the tip weeping. Creamy rivulets of preliminary scum slid down his cockknob, foaming and frothy against the purple prick meat, then ran down his stalk. The flow lubricated his cock, and his fist began to pump up and down faster, the motion now fluid.
Mona concentrated on his cockhead, holding her breath, waiting to see the jism spurt.
Suddenly, Randy threw one leg across and turned onto the bed, kneeling with his ass toward the door. Mona groaned softly. She could no longer see his prick. She could see his ass and she could see his balls hanging down between his parted thighs, but the vision of his cock was denied her in this new position. His arm was moving and she knew that he was still beating his meat. When he shot, though, she would not be able to see all that cum jet from his pisshole. Randy's ass began to buck and grind and cork-screw in a fucking motion.
He must be pretending that he's fucking Brenda, Mona thought. As he humped, the cheeks of his ass parted, revealing his asshole and his heavy balls swinging in and out between his legs. Mona sighed with frustration. If only he had knelt the other way, so that his prick was aimed toward the door, so that his cum would fly out toward her face. She had a seething image of Randy's thick, creamy fuckjuice squirting right across the room and pouring out through the keyhole, into her mouth.
The thought was overwhelming. Mona had lost all control, all of her inhibitions had melted away in the fiery heat of her lust. She rose on trembling legs and grasped the doorknob. She hesitated for an instant, knowing that what she intended to do was wrong, knowing that afterwards she would feel deep remorse-yet unable to help herself. Her body was in control, her desire greater than her willpower.
Mona took a deep breath, turned the doorknob and walked into her son's bedroom.
Randy, concentrating totally on what he was doing, did not realize he was no longer alone. For a moment, he humped merrily away, fucking his fist, making believe that his hot cock was fucking in and out of his sister's wet cunt. His ass churned and his hips jolted in and out. His balls were swinging like the clappers of a bell as his hand stroked the length of his prick.
Mona stepped up beside the bed. She was blushing with shame, yet flushed by desire, as well. She hoped that Randy would get his rocks off before he noticed her presence. And he might have not noticed if Mona had kept her distance, but the sight was so fascinating that the horny woman moved right up to the bed.
Randy gasped when he saw his mother standing beside him, his face turning beet red. His lips worked, but no sound came out. His vocal cords seemed as stiff as his prick. The lusty lad was almost at the crest and, despite his shock and horror and being discovered jerking off, his hand continued to pump and his ass kept on jerking. Then he realized what he was doing and he yanked his hand off his cock and, to conceal his shame, sank down flat on the bed. He stared at his mother with a look of abject dismay.
But then he saw that Mona did not look angry or disgusted or shocked. She looked-he could hardly believe it-interested! Fascinated even! But that was impossible, Randy knew. A mother just had to be mad when she caught her kid beating his meat, right? His mind worked frantically. He could think of only one solution to the remarkable way that she was staring at him.
His mother obviously hadn't really realized what he had been doing!
Relief surged through the embarrassed teenager as he grasped at that un-likely straw.
"Don't stop, Randy," Mona rasped, her voice husky, gazing at him through narrowed eyes.
"I was only doing my push ups," he said.
Mona blinked in surprise. Then she grinned. How naive did he think his mother was?
"Well, don't let me interrupt you," she said.
Randy, in desperation, placed his flattened hands on the mattress and began to push himself up and down as if exercising. But he was very much aware of the fact that his cock was still big and hard, giving the he to his pretense. Each time that he pushed his torso up, his hard-on was revealed and his mother was staring right at his prick. Randy flopped down on his belly again, sighing as if exhausted, pretending he had done as many push-ups as he could. But his cock was pressing into the bed like a crowbar, levering his ass up. He willed his prick to get soft, but the damned thing continued to thunder and pound, despite his mother's presence. The horny lad often thought about his sexy mother when he was jerking off-almost as often as he thought about his sister, in fact-and now that incestuous inclination was confounding him.
"I'm finished," he panted, feigning fatigue.
Mona's smile was mysterious. She gazed at him speculatively and then sat down on the edge of the bed, curling on her flank and raising one knee so that an expanse of creamy thigh was revealed.
Oh, Christ, thought the mortified boy. Is she gonna talk to me? I'll have to lie here belly down with my ass bare and my fucking prick throbbing away and pretend I'm paying attention, and she'll be asking me whether I've done my homework or what I'd like for dinner or some such silly shit that mothers talk about and-and--
But Mona didn't talk about silly shit, at all.
Mona asked, "Do you always get an erection when you're doing your push-ups, Randy?"
Randy gasped. She had noticed his hard-on! Yet she still didn't act angry. He guessed that his mother must be awfully innocent, if not stupid. It was his salvation.
"Er-what's an erection, Mom?" he asked, looking as naive and innocent as a naked boy with a hard-on possibly could.
"Why, don't you know?" she replied, lifting her eyebrows, a smile playing over her lips.
Randy shook his head.
"When your cock gets stiff," Mona said.
Oh, shit, thought Randy. Is she serious?
"Oh, that," he said. "That's what it's called, huh? An erection? Yeah, that happens sometimes-but I don't know why."
"Oh? But how do you get rid of it?" Mona asked.
I can't believe this, Randy thought. "Oh, I just ignore it and it goes away," he said.
Mona looked concerned. "But that's not healthy, Randy," she said. "When a young man gets a hard-on, he should do something about it. He should empty it," she added.
"Errr-how does a guy do that?" Randy asked, playing his role of the innocent to the hilt, but starting to wonder if his mother was really as gullible as she seemed.
"Why, he jerks off," Mona said.
"I-I don't know what that means," Randy stammered.
"I'm amazed, a boy of your age," his mother said. "You just wrap your hand around your cock and pull it up and down and after awhile a lot of white stuff spurts out and it feels real good."
"I-I never knew that," he rasped.
"Why don't you try it, Randy?"
"Well, maybe I will, sometime-as long as it ain't naughty or anything like that."
"Why not try it right now?" Mona suggested.
Randy felt totally confused, as if he was dreaming. But was it a nightmare or a wet dream? How in hell could his mother sit there beside him and calmly suggest that he jerk off? It just wasn't the sort of suggestion a mother should make!
"I-I don't think-I mean, I couldn't do a thing like that with you right here in the room-"
"But I want to make sure that you're doing it right, honey," his mother explained. "Since you've never done it before, I think I ought to show you how."
Randy's jaw dropped wide open, and his prick jumped so hard that his ass bounded up in the air. Mona giggled. She slid her hand under him and grasped his cock.
"Ooooh-how hard it is," she purred as that long, thick prick throbbed in her grip. Her hand slid down his cock and onto his balls. "And how full your scumbags are, too. Oh, yes, Randy, you really must get your rocks off before your balls burst."
Her hand slipped back onto his cock, and she gave his prick a long, slow, push-pull. Randy groaned. He just had to be dreaming. His mother just couldn't be stroking his cock! Her hand pumped him again. Then she tugged him onto his side and drew him onto his knees. He stared down at his groin, watching her hand caress him, skimming rhythmically up and down his stalk. Then her grip tightened, skinning the sheath back and causing his cockhead to flare.
"See how it's done?" she whispered.
"I-I guess so," he mumbled.
"Doesn't it feel good, darling?"
Randy nodded dumbly. In fact, nothing had ever felt as good as his mother's hand stroking his prick-but she was his mother. It was one thing to think about her while he beat his meat, but quite another to have her beating the fucking thing!
"Why don't you try it now?" she suggested.
She took Randy by the wrist and drew his hand onto his prick. She gently folded his fingers around the pulsating cockshaft, then slid her own hand down to cup his balls. She smiled encouragingly at him and, when he gave his cock a stroke, nodded approvingly. Randy stroked himself again. His cock was aimed right at her. Jesus! Didn't she know she was gonna get a faceful of jism?
Randy was kneeling on the bed, his head and shoulders thrown back and his belly thrust out. His mother was curled on her hip in front of him, one elbow on the bed and her head supported by her hand and her other hand holding her son's swollen balls. As Randy slowly stroked up and down on his prick, the fat, purple crown loomed out towards her, flaring and throbbing and starting to weep. His hips turned slightly between strokes so that his cock was aimed at her radiant face and then at her plump tits. A provocative smile played over her lips and the pink tip of her tongue showed. She was caressing his scumbags, squeezing the full sacs gently, feeling his hard balls jiggle about inside the hairy bags and feeling his jism slosh around like wine in a wineskin. God, what a load had built up, she thought, whimpering at the prospect. He had shot a massive dose against the bathroom door, but the lusty teenager was so potent that he had already recharged his balls with another huge load of joyjuice.
Randy pulled back on his prick, his fist slamming down to the hilt and brushing against his mother's hand as she fondled his hairy scumbags and his cockhead looming out, naked and smoking hot, the cleft parted and preliminary spunk oozing out. Mona licked her lips as she saw that frothy white slime slide over his hot prick, like thick whipped cream on a fat plum.
As the thrill built up in his loins-and his mind-Randy was overwhelmed by a sense of unreality. It seemed totally impossible that this was really happening, that his mother was instructing him in how to jack off and holding his balls while he did it and, since it was impossible, the boy's inhibitions and embarrassment no longer registered. Whatever game his mother was playing, Randy wanted to take a hand.
"Am I doing it right?" he rasped.
"Um-hum," Mona whispered, nodding slightly.
"It don't feel right," he said. "I mean, it felt better when you were doing it, Mom."
Mona's eyebrows lifted and she fluttered her long eyelashes, smiling impishly. The invitation was obvious and horny Mona was in no mood to decline the offer.
"Shall I do it for you, honey?" she whispered. "Do you want mommy to milk your cock for you?"
"Yeah!" he gasped, pulling his own hand away from his prick and thrusting it out towards her. His whole body was quivering.
Mona shifted her grip, sliding her hand up from his balls onto his cock. She ran her fingers up and down the underside of his cockshaft, fluttering the tips along the thick, dark vein and fingering his prick-knob. She used her thumb to rub the oozing scum into his cockhead. Then she folded her fist around his stalk, holding him by the roots. Randy jerked like a puppet, as if his prick was the strings by which his mother controlled his movements in some carnal Punch and Judy performance.
It thrilled her to the core to feel that sturdy young prick throbbing so violently in her fist. Mona had given up all pretense now, no longer pretending that she was simply instructing the boy in the act of draining his cock without ulterior motives. Her face was a mask of pure passion, eyes glowing and lips parted. She squirmed closer. Her nipples were standing out, straining against her blouse. Stroking him slowly and steadily, she used her free hand to unbutton her blouse and draw it open, so that her tits were naked to his gaze. His prick was aimed at those fat tit mounds like a howitzer.
She arched her slender back, thrusting her tits out. His dripping cockhead tapped against a taut titty tip. Jism slid onto her nipple. Mona whimpered. The stuff felt hot and thick as melted lead. She nudged his cockhead into her cleavage, moving it up and down, then brushed his prick-knob against the other nipple. Totally abandoned to lust now, Mona began to pump Randy's prick faster, eager to bring him off, longing to feel his steaming slime soak her tits.
"Come," she moaned. "Cream for me, Randy-shoot your fuckjuice all over my tits!"
Her lewd words excited the frenzied boy almost as much as the feel of her pumping hand and the sight of her fat tits. He jerked, jamming his hips out and fucking through her fist. Her hand skimmed down to his balls, then drew up to his crown, frigging him furiously now as Randy neared the crest.
His cock lurched and expanded in her fist and Mona, to her joy, knew her son was about to come. She stared at the head of his cock, awaiting the sight, her blue eyes crossing as she turned her vision in on that fat purple slab. Flecks of spunk flew from the tip and streamed down onto his stalk, flowing heavily as Randy trembled just under the creamy crest.
"Oh!" he cried. "Oh, Jesus! Here it comes!"
"Yeah! Yeah!" Mona wailed. "Shoot it out, Randy-squirt that hot jism on my fucking tits!"
She pumped back on his cock, feeling his prick balloon mightily. His balls exploded as her fist slid down to the hilt of his cock and she felt the thick load rush up his prickshaft. She wailed in anticipation. His pisshole gaped wide open and a great milky jet of fuckjuice spurted out, splashing into her deep cleavage, so hot that she thought it would scald her smooth flesh, raise blisters on her tits. Randy humped, and Mona's fist pumped again and a second creamy load hosed her tits and nipples. She jerked his prick higher and a squirt of fuckjuice splattered in the hollow of her throat and under her chin. The potent teenager's cock and balls were going off like a hose, soaking her. Mona was slathered with jism from chin to belly, and the boy kept shooting more of the precious stuff out, coming each time her fist pushed back on his cock. His balls seemed bottomless. Mona had milked many cocks in her time, but she had never known a man-or boy-to shoot so abundantly.
"Come-come-come-" the greedy woman cried. "Keep coming, Randy. Give it all to mommy!"
Randy gave a strangled gasp as his last spurt ripped from his pisshole and skimmed across Mona's cheek. He jerked spasmodically and fell back along the bed. Mona leaned after him, her hand still pumping, milking out the dregs of his scum load. The last slime came out in a trickle, running down onto her hand.
"Oh, wow," Randy groaned, stunned. It was the first time anyone had ever given him a handjob and he was amazed at how wonderful it had felt, even more amazed that it was his mother who had done it!
Mona leaned over him, still holding his prick, feeling his cock ripple and begin to soften in her hand. They gazed at each other. Now that it was over, both Randy and his mother expected to be ashamed and embarrassed and, for a moment, they both looked sheepish and dubious.
Then Randy grinned.
A moment later, Mona smiled back at her son. It might have been a naughty thing to do, but it had been so much fun that neither of them could feel any regrets.
And it wasn't really so wicked, Mona reasoned. She had only done her son a favor and it had only been a handjob, nothing really serious like fucking or sucking. As long as it was their secret, as long as no one ever found out, she saw no harm in it.
But Brenda had already found out.
CHAPTER THREE
As soon as Brenda, refreshed from her shower and her handjob, had gone into her bedroom and closed the door, the sexy young girl dropped the bath towel and crossed the room to stand in front of her full-length mirror, admiring her naked body. She was thinking that maybe she would fingerfuck herself again. Like her mother and her brother, Brenda was seldom satisfied with a single orgasm. It ran in the family. Brenda had discovered the joy of fingerfucking a year ago, and the naughty nymphette had been frigging herself off frequently and with regularity ever since. She was still a virgin, but she didn't want to be. If her own fingers felt so fucking good, she could just imagine what a long, thick cock would feel like, as it fucked in and out of her steaming cunt.
Brenda had every intention of losing her cherry at the first opportunity, and she didn't give a damn who the lucky boy happened to be, as long as he had a big, stiff prick and plenty of jism in his balls. Unfortunately, the time and the place had never yet been right. So, although she was a delectable little piece that almost any boy would have cheerfully fucked, she was still frustratingly virginal.
She was starting to get bored with her own hands, too-but a handjob was better than nothing, she reasoned.
She posed before the looking glass, gazing at her reflection and smiling at what she saw. Her tits were firm and upright, thrusting out saucily and capped by pert, pink tips. Her waist was tiny but her hips swept out very nicely, and her flat pelvis, with its triangle of golden blonde hair, was a perfect fucking platform. She had slim, shapely legs that seemed designed to be wrapped around a man's haunches as he poured the prick to her-or around his head as he lapped hungrily away on her soaking pussy. Her firm, heart-shaped ass looked as if it could shake a guy apart as she churned under him. She gave her loins a jerk, simulating a fucking motion, and she giggled. Brenda just knew that she was going to turn out to be a great fuck, talented and enthusiastic. Her image smiled back at her. Her mouth was wide and sensual. Brenda liked to think that she had a real cocksucker's mouth, and, as with getting fucked, she also looked forward to her first mouthful of cockmeat and her first drink of cum.
She ran her hands down her flanks, shooting her lithe hips out from side to side and running her tongue across her lower lip, starting to get hot again-turning on to her own reflection.
She moved closer to the mirror and arched her back, so her stiff nipples touched against their reflections. A girl's body was exciting, she was thinking. Not as exciting as a guy's, maybe, but plenty provocative. Brenda wondered what it would be like to go to bed with another girl. She felt sure that it would be fun and she wondered if any of her girlfriends thought the same way. If she had had an offer, Brenda would not pass it up, especially if the other girl had big tits and stiff nipples and a hot, creamy cunt. The thought made her tongue tingle.
Brenda pushed her belly out, rubbing her cunt mound against the looking glass and wishing that flat reflection were a soft, warm, three-dimensional one. She tilted her groin up and a trace of cuntjuice smeared the mirror. Her pussy was starting to smolder again. She turned and looked back over her shoulder, admiring her ass, then turned again and gazed at herself in profile, slowly pushing her hips in and out and fingering her titty tips. Waves of need coursed through her, but she was in no hurry to frig off again. She was enjoying this solitary foreplay.
The nubile nymphette knelt down, then sat back on her ass, her knees raised and her thighs parted, so she could gaze at the reflection of her cunt. Her cuntlips were unfurled, her open pussy slot was running with pussy nectar and her love button stood out like a little man in a boat. It was, she thought, a lovely cunt.
Too bad that her pussy was empty.
She flicked a fingertip across her clit and shuddered at the thrill that shot through her loins. She traced her fingers along the folds of her cuntlips, then tilted her wrist and slowly slipped her middle finger into her soaking cunthole. She pushed in knuckle deep and twisted her finger around in that steaming tunnel of love, while her pussy muscles dragged and sucked on her hand. She fingerfucked in and out, adding her index finger, then using all four fingers, bunched together in a cock-like shape.
She used her other hand to rub her clit button, and she stared at her crotch in the looking glass, seeing the creamy nectar flood out and drench her groin. She squirmed and writhed as she steadily fingerfucked her pussy and stroked her clit. Waves of pleasure coursed through her, rising and coming faster. But, still, she was in no hurry to reach the crest and she slowed her fingerfucking, holding back from the peak. She caressed herself, paused, caressed again. Her fingers pulled out, soaking with cuntjuice. She brought them up to her lips and licked the creamy nectar from them, savoring the tangy flavor on her tongue. Cuntjuice was delicious, she thought, lapping some more from her hand. If fuckjuice tasted that good delivered by hand, just think what it would be like to suck a mouthful of the creamy stuff right out of a creaming cunthole!
The thought of eating a pussy excited Brenda almost as much as the thought of sucking and fucking with a man. She really was going to have to drop a few hints around and see if any of her girlfriends had similar inclinations, she told herself. It wasn't as if she was a lesbian or anything. The thought of being a dyke held no charms for Brenda. But a girl didn't have to be a lesbian to suck a cunt, she knew.
Brenda slid her fingers up her fuckhole again, then brought them back to her lips. She licked and purred, then slid her fingers into her mouth and sucked on them, pretending they were a prick-a prick that had just pulled out of a wet cunt. Her hand dipped down, glistening with her saliva, and came back up drenched with cuntjuice. She ran a finger along the crack of her ass and nudged the tip into her asshole, then tasted that musky flavor with her tongue. She giggled at her naughtiness, getting hotter and hornier all the while. If only she had something more than her own hands, she thought. She wished that she had a dildo or a vibrator, even a hunk of salami. It might be fun to fuck herself with a salami, then put it back in the refrigerator and wait to see which member of the family took the first bite.
That gave Brenda an idea. She decided to return to the bathroom and vibrate her clit with the electric toothbrush. She grinned with excitement. She could use her father's toothbrush on her cunt and think about him brushing his teeth. She could use all the fucking toothbrushes, her brother's and her mother's too, and thrill to the knowledge that her cuntjuice would be transferred to their mouths. She gave her pussy a final squeeze, then hopped up, wrapped the towel around her naked body and headed for the bathroom.
As she approached the bathroom door, Brenda saw the fuckjuice that Randy had spurted onto the surface of the door. The door was slightly ajar and the congealed spunk glistened in a shaft of light. Brenda didn't realize what it was, at first. She frowned, wondering why there was slime on the bathroom door. What in hell was it? She knelt down and stared at the milky residue, tilting her head. Then she blinked.
Christ! Is that fuckjuice? she wondered.
She sniffed. She ran a finger through the congealed stuff and licked it. Brenda didn't know what cum tasted like but as the stuff tingled on her tongue, she knew instinctively that it was jism. She leaned closer and licked at the door, gathering the creamy residue up and purring. It was delicious, even congealed and lapped from the door, and she just knew the stuff would be even more succulent if she were to suck it right out of a spurting prick!
But why had Randy shot his wad against the bathroom door? Brenda blushed as the obvious answer came to her. Her naughty brother must have been spying on her through the keyhole! He must have jerked off while he watched her take a shower. And-she blushed deeper-if so, he had seen what she had done. He had been watching her frig herself off while he beat his meat! Brenda felt slightly embarrassed at knowing she had been spied upon, but thrilled, as well.
And two could play at that game!
Maybe Randy was jacking off again right now, she thought. She sure hoped so. Grinning, Brenda lapped up the last few drops of spunk from the door, then got up and headed down the hallway to do a little spying of her own.
She was hoping to catch Randy jerking off.
She knelt at the bedroom door, placed her eye to the keyhole and almost fainted with the shock of what she saw. Randy was kneeling on his bed, naked, and their mother was curled in front of him, her hand pulling his prick up and down. Brenda could hardly believe it. Lust ran through her veins, and she began to pant heavily.
Brenda had arrived just in time for the creamy conclusion of that incestuous masturbation. Randy was shaking and jerking all over as Mona's hand stroked him faster, pushing back to his balls and then pulling up to his bloated purple prick-knob. Milky spunk weeped out of his pisshole and streaked his cock. His hips jolted as he fucked through his mother's fist, his cock looming out against her tits.
"Come-come-come-" Mona pleaded.
Yeah! Come, Randy! urged Brenda, desperate to see his creamy load spurt out.
Suddenly the head of his cock jolted and a great cloud of fuckjuice shot out, skimming over his mother's fat tits. Mona kept jerking his prick, milking out spurt after spurt. His cum was drenching the horny woman, sliding into the hollow of her throat, dripping from her stiff nipples, pouring into her deep cleavage.
The sight caused Brenda's mouth to water and her pussy to melt. She cupped her hand over her own crotch and cuntjuice flooded into her palm. Fascinated, Brenda watched her mother pump her brother's cum out in spurt after spurt.
The final load skimmed across her mother's cheek as the blonde woman leaned closer to the boy's cock. Randy fell back, and Mona leaned over him, still holding his cock, frigging slowly now as she milked out the last sluggish drops.
Brenda whipped her hand against her pussy and creamed so heavily that cuntjuice poured down her thighs like a waterfall. And no sooner had Brenda come than, inspired by the sight, she began to get steamy hot all over again.
Would there be more to see?
Randy's balls were collapsed but his big prick had only softened slightly, and Mona still held his cock in her hand, fondling slowly. Randy grinned and his mother grinned back at him.
And Brenda grinned, as well.
Yeah, there's going to be more to see, the girl realized.
CHAPTER FOUR
Mona, knowing there was no longer any reason to keep up her un-likely pretense concerning her son's innocence and, with an eye to the future, wanting to get things straight, said, "I guess it was kind of naughty to jerk you off, Randy. But it was really your fault."
"My fault?" he asked.
Randy was stretched out across the bed and his sexy mother was leaning over him, resting on one elbow so her fat tits hung down over his belly like ripe fruit ready to be plucked. She still held his prick in her hand. The long, thick cockshaft had softened slightly, and, as she moved her hand an inch or two at the hilt, she felt his prick ripple.
"Yeah," she said. "You see, I just happened to be watching you while you jacked off at the bathroom door." She smiled to show that she had not disapproved. Randy blushed slightly, but under the present circumstances, was not really embarrassed.
"It made me so fucking hot I hardly knew what I was doing," Mona explained. "Really, all I intended to do was to look through your keyhole and watch you beat your meat. But then you turned away and I couldn't see your prick and-well, I got carried away."
"I'm glad you did," he said. "I was real hot, too. Guess what Brenda was doing in the shower, Mom! She was playing with her pussy! She came, too. I could see the fucking cuntjuice pour out of her hairy hole!"
"Oooooh! I wish I'd seen that!" Mona gasped, almost as turned on by her sexy daughter as she was by her horny son.
And Brenda, the object of this discussion, shook her blonde head in amazement. What kind of family were they? Her brother had been beating his meat while he watched her fingerfucking herself and their mother had been watching him and, no doubt, giving her pussy some frigging and now she was spying on them and the whole situation was so incredible it was hard to believe-and so exciting that she was simmering again. So her mother wanted to watch her fingerfuck herself, did she? Well, that was fun with Brenda. The naughty teenager was more than willing to put on a performance for her sexy mother.
But at the moment Brenda was not a performer, she was a spectator, and eagerly awaiting the spectacle.
She didn't have long to wait.
The conversation along with the feel of Randy's cock in her hand was starting Mona smoldering again. Randy had already creamed twice, but from the way his meat was tensing, she figured the potent lad would be able to get his rocks off again. She glanced down at her tits, seeing all his thick jism congealing on the smooth tit mounds and remembering how thrilling it had been to watch that steaming hot slime spurt out of his pisshole. Her hand slowly, almost casually, frigging gently at the root of his looming prick. His cock swayed as if undetermined whether to soften or stiffen. She stroked again and his cock-knob flared, the thick prick beginning to jolt and pulse.
"You gonna jerk me off again, Mom?" he croaked.
"Do you want me to, honey?" she whispered, her voice husky and her eyes glowing.
"Yeah!" he said with enthusiasm.
"I know it's wrong to fool around like this, but it's so damned much fun," Mona sighed. "And it's not really wicked, not as if you were fucking me. I'm not even sure if it's even incest, like fucking would be."
Mona knew she was rationalizing, but it made sense. She wanted it to make sense. As long as she didn't let him put that big prick up her cunt, it wouldn't be so depraved, she told herself. Then, whimpering, she wondered if it was incest to take him in her mouth? Her tongue slid across her parted lips and she moaned. She drew her hand away from Randy's prick and he looked worried, afraid she had changed her mind about jacking him off again. But she smiled reassuringly.
"I'm gonna do something naughty," Mona whispered. "Watch me, Randy. Watch me do it."
Mona straightened up, curled on her flank. She cupped both hands under the full mounds of her tits and lifted the heavy globes, deepening the cleavage. Then she tilted her face down, her chin nudging against her breastbone. Her pink tongue pushed out. Mona licked at her stiff, cum-drenched nipples and slurped at the slimy tit mounds, making soft, moist, hungry noises as she lapped her son's cum off her tits. She sucked a nipple into her lips and nursed.
"Holy shit," Randy rasped. "You're licking up my jism, Mom!"
"Yeah-it's fucking delicious," she sighed, sucking and licking at her spunk-soaked tits, her golden hair cascading over her cheeks as her head bobbed up and down.
Randy stared hard, his gaze burning into her like a laser beam.
Brenda was staring with every bit as much fascination, watching her brother's thick fuckjuice streak her mother's flashing pink tongue. She knew how succulent Randy's cum was, having lapped it off the bathroom door. Oh, how she envied her mother that feast. The girl's lips worked, emulating her mother's mouth. She was tempted to suck her own tits, but couldn't manage without taking her eye away from the keyhole.
Mona lapped it up and her frothy saliva poured over her tits, replacing the scum. Randy's cum had thickened and cooled but, now, in her hot mouth, it warmed up again. Mona let the stuff slide around on her tastebuds, savoring the flavor. Then her delicate throat pulsed as she swallowed greedily.
Randy's cock was rock hard again as he gazed at that inspirational sight. His balls began to pump with a new load of jism, and those hairy bags swelled up like balloons. As she lapped at her creamy tits, Mona stared at Randy's rampant cock.
"I want to take your cock in my mouth, Randy," she whispered.
The boy gave a gasp, jamming his hips upwards. His stiff cock towered above his loins, the swollen purple prick-knob almost glowing like an incandescent lightbulb.
"I want to lick you and suck you and when you cream I want to swallow your hot, thick slime," Mona purred, lifting her head from her tits now, her lips parted and her tongue flashing. "Oh, Jesus-I'm fucking drooling for your cockmeat, Randy! I'm hungry for your cum!"
Mona slid up beside Randy's hips and closed her hand around the root of his prick. She leaned over him. Her silken blonde hair brushed against his bulging cockhead. She blew her hot breath down onto him, causing his cock to hammer wildly. Randy was jerking spasmodically, humping up from the bed, pushing his prick toward his mother's eager face and staring down his body, fascinated, wanting to watch his hot prickmeat slide into those moist, parted lips, knowing that the sight would be as thrilling as the sensation.
"Suck my cock, Mom," he rasped, shoving his prick toward her face, his ass heaving up from the mattress.
Yeah-blow the fucker, Brenda silently urged, almost as thrilled by the prospect as Randy was. She was envious of that sweet, succulent mouthful and was planning to feast on her brother's cockmeat as soon as she got a chance, but was now content to observe for the moment. Watching any cocksucking session would have been a real turn on for the naughty little voyeur, even if they had been total strangers, but the thought of watching her own mother sucking her brother off was driving Brenda crazy with lust. Her eyeballs felt so hot she thought they might melt as they gathered in that sight and passed the images on to her frenzied mind. Brenda was playing with her cunt, changing hands.
Foaming cuntjuice flooded out, but Brenda was so fiery hot that she couldn't tell if she was coming or not. It felt as if she was, and yet the rippling thrill kept on getting higher, the flow kept on increasing. She felt as if her whole nubile body was magically turning into cuntjuice and pouring out her pussy.
Mona hovered over her son, her lips only inches from his cockhead, blowing down on that glowing slab of prickmeat and teasing him-and herself-by delaying the action. Her mouth was watering heavily. Saliva dribbled from her parted lips. She could feel the intense heat of his cockhead wafting up into her face and the musky aroma of that rampant feast was causing her to get hungrier by the moment. Mona had always adored having a mouthful of prick and a bellyful of cum. In high school she had once let the whole basketball team gangbang her in the mouth, drinking so much jism that she had gained four ounces overnight and had to go on a diet. They had named her Moaning Mona after that memorable occasion and Mona hadn't minded in the least. But it had been years since she had sucked any cock but her husband's and now she was starving for her son's sweet load. It might be wicked to blow the boy, the Mona was in no condition now to worry about morality.
She pushed her nimble tongue out and flicked it against the tip of Randy's cockhead.
"Oh!" he cried, jerking, as he experienced the joy of having his cock tongued for the first time.
Mona drew back for an instant, savoring that first taste, a hot appetizer that made her hungry for more. She was longing for the moment when he shot in her mouth and she swallowed his steaming slime, but she didn't want to rush that creamy conclusion. Mona wanted to linger over the meat course before she gulped down the rich dessert, wanted to vary her techniques and use all of her oral skill to make Randy's first blowjob a memorable one. She ducked down again and began to lave his cockhead with her slippery tongue, sliding all over his flaring prickknob and slathering his cockmeat with her frothy slobber.
Brenda could see all the juicy details. She watched her mother's pink, wet tongue curl and flash as she licked hungrily on Randy's flushed cock. Pearly ribbons of saliva trickled down his cockshaft, streaming from his pisshole.
"Ummmm-ummmm-" Mona purred, lapping at his tasty cockhead ravenously. Mona's mouth felt as hot as her cunt now, the two holes interchangeable. Her tongue was tingling as much as her clit, and her saliva flowed as hot and thick as her pussy juice.
She tilted her head and began to lick up and down his thick, iron-hard prick. She tongued his balls, then flattened her tongue and drew it all the way up his pulsating cock-knob, fluttering it against the underside of that flaring wedge. She ducked down again and criss-crossed her tongue as she traced up the pounding ventral vein.
Randy was groaning, his whole body quivering as he stared down and watched his mother's wet tongue slide over his frantic meat rack. His pisshole gaped wide open, and a thick drop of milky jism oozed out. The slime slid sluggishly down the slab of his cockhead and onto his thick prickshaft. Mona drew back, her eyes blazing as she stared at that delectable glob of virgin fuckjuice. Then she leaned in again and her tongue slurped up his cock, gathering the cum onto her tastebuds.
"Yummy," she sighed.
She pushed her tongue out so Randy-and Brenda, although Mona was unaware of that added observer-could see the creamy nugget of cum slide around on the pink meat. Then she swallowed. The slimy glob warmed her belly like a fine cognac. What a thrill it was going to be when he shot his wad and she drank the full load. But, as welcome as that prospect was, the horny cocksucker still wanted to make this blowjob last as long as she could, lingering over the details, savoring every inch before she gulped down her creamy reward.
From the way his cock was bucking and flaring, the experienced cocksucker knew he would cream soon if she kept on licking his prick. She slid lower and, holding his cockstalk against her cheek, began to tongue and mouth his balls, giving his knob a few moments to cool down. Then she fitted her pursed lips against the underside of his dark-veined stalk and began to run her mouth up and down that long, thick cock, playing his prick like a flute.
Another preliminary glob squeezed out of his cleft and trickled down into her lips as her blonde head drew slowly upward. The spunk was hotter and thicker than the first drop and she knew the youth was still building toward the peak, toward the joyful moment when he emptied his cherry meat into her voracious maw. She gurgled in anticipation. Her lips slid down his stalk again, mouthing him hungrily, tongue flashing. She lifted his balls with her hand, kissed them, then licked underneath. Randy arched deeply, hiking his ass up, and his cock hungry mother slurped at the crack of his ass for a moment. Her tongue dipped into his asshole, and he jumped like a galvanized frog. Mona licked back into his groin, slathering his crotch with her saliva, then slid back up to his crown. She had lingered long enough over the preliminaries, she knew. There was a danger that the boy might shoot off at any moment, and she sure didn't want him to come before she took his prick into her mouth.
She turned her face down and fitted her lips against the weeping tip of his cockhead, kissing that succulent slab and then slowly feeding it into her mouth. She collared his shaft with her lips and sucked ravenously on his throbbing cock-knob.
Randy gave a strangled cry of bliss and humped up, fucking deeper into her willing mouth, finding that having his meat in her lips felt even better than having her tongue him.
"Ahhhh," Mona sighed, adoring that mouthful. She glanced up at Randy's contorted face and smiled at how frenzied his expression was, her lips turning up around his bedded cockshaft. As she sucked on the fat slab, her nimble tongue flashed around against the sensitive underside, where the crown flared out from the staff. Now it was time to start giving him head in earnest, to work toward the climax.
Mona drew her lips up to the tip of his prick and, speaking down his rod as if his cock were a meaty microphone, whispered, "Fuck my mouth like it was a cunt, darling-"
Randy gasped and heaved up, shoving almost all of his long cock into her greedy maw.
Mona whimpered and her head ducked down, meeting his prickmeat and sucking through every precious inch. His fat cockhead clogged her throat and she gagged, but held it there for a moment, then drew her lips back up the pounding prick. Saliva, streaked with the fluid from his pisshole, poured down his stalk. Then her mouth descended again and she sucked the fuck fluids back up and gulped them down.
She was taking all of his prick in now. Her chin jammed against his scumbags and her nose nestled in his wiry pubic thicket as she swallowed his prick to the hilt, taking his knob right down her gullet and deep-throating him with gusto.
"Unghhhh," she gasped, as his cock jammed her throat, every sweet, succulent inch disappearing into her mouth.
Then she drew back up, whimpering as the tight collar of her lips worked on his cockshaft and her tongue flew wildly about against the thundering rod and crown.
Randy humped up, and Mona bobbed down as if she were ducking for apples in a barrel, taking him balls deep into her voracious maw, savoring every delicious inch. She nursed and milked and slurped, the wet sounds punctuating her panting. She cupped his balls in her hand and felt his jism load slosh around, ready to erupt. Her head ducked up and down faster and his smoking hot cock hissed through her lips and skimmed over her tongue as it plunged back to her gullet.
"Feed it to me," she gasped, the words muffled on his meat. "Pump the jism into my fucking mouth!"
Randy groaned wordlessly, thrashing and churning about in ecstasy. He reached down and placed his hand behind his mother's blonde head, as if holding her on his prick, but unnecessarily-Mona was not about to stop sucking until she'd emptied that sweet cock and swallowed every drop of his virgin slime.
Randy arched so deeply, it seemed as if his back would break. His cock fucked into her mouth, riding over the flaring bridge of her tongue. She sucked so hard her lips turned almost inside out as her head dragged up, then bobbed down again and took it all. Slime was bubbling out steadily now, soaking her mouth, lubricating his stalk as she mouthed up and down. He jerked and churned. His heels drummed against the bed. He threw his head back, mouth open, gasping.
"Gonna shoot!" he howled.
"Oooooh!" Mona squealed, sucking harder than ever.
Yeah! Cream her mouth! Brenda silently moaned, her own empty mouth sucking as if in sympathetic vibration and her gaze glued to her mother's open mouth, watching her brother's thick cock vanish between those unpeeled, voracious lips.
Randy plunged up and his scumbags exploded. His first load shot out with such force that he almost blew Mona's head off the end of his prick. A great geyser of steaming fuckjuice poured straight down her throat, hitting so deeply that she didn't even taste it on her tongue. She jerked her head up, and his second spurt flooded over her tastebuds, driving her wild with a cum-drinker's joy. She pushed down again as his cock pumped a third jet out, fighting against the torrent like a salmon swimming upstream to breed. Her mouth was brimful of jism. Mona was gulping the scrumptious cream down as fast as she could, but the teenager's balls were spurting out the spunk faster than she could swallow. Cum and saliva overflowed her lips and ran down both sides of her chin. She plunged down, taking him deep as he shot a load into her throat, then sucked back up and nursed on his cock-knob as the next creamy jet foamed out. Cum was swirling through her teeth, pooling in her cheeks, skimming across the roof of her mouth. Her tongue was floating in a slimy sea of the sweet nectar. She sucked so hard that she seemed to be trying to inhale his prick right down into her lungs. Her cheeks hollowed in as she drew on his cockknob, then expanded as she blew down the prickshaft. Randy moaned and collapsed, panting.
Mona continued to bob up and down on his prick, milking out the last delicious drops and working off the final spasms of his coming, draining him to the dregs and cherishing every drop. Her tongue probed his pisshole, lapping a glob from inside his prick-knob. She ducked down again, her lips clamped around the hairy root of his drained fuckstick, every inch vanishing in her mouth. The cock-hungry woman continued to mouth him, even after his slime stopped flowing. His cock twitched, starting to soften and diminish in her mouth, then rippled and tensed as her skillful lips and tongue worked their magic on his meat.
After a moment she raised her head, smiling with cream-smeared lips, her jaws dripping. She parted her lips, letting him see his fuckjuice coating her tongue.
"Nice?" she whispered.
"Oh, Jesus, Mom," he croaked. "You're a great cocksucker!"
Mona giggled at the compliment. A few drops of cum had escaped her lips and trickled onto his balls and she leaned down and slurped them up with her tongue. What a feast that cherry cum had been! Mona didn't think she had ever milked so much jism out of a single cock before.
Her mouth, for the moment, was satiated.
But now her cunt was flaming with need, pussy lips unpeeled and her cuntjuice gushing out.
But, as wonderful as the idea was, Mona was still reluctant to let her son fuck her, still determined to stop short of incest. What else could they do?
Mona considered the problem.
CHAPTER FIVE
Mona had nursed him as a baby. Now she nursed him as a horny young man and it seemed perfectly natural. Mona had thrust her big tits out and Randy leaned up to run his tongue around the fat mounds and then to suck on the taut tips as she cradled his head to her.
Watching this, Brenda found it a mouthwatering sight. She could well understand why men liked to suck titty. Yet, after the dynamic blowjob she had just witnessed, this tit mouthing was mild, and Brenda was hoping for more thrilling sights. She had frigged her pussy off frantically as she knelt at the door. A dark patch of cuntjuice spread out under the girl and the sleek insides of her thighs glistened with the overflow, but she was insatiable today, inspired by her spying. Her pussy was tingling with a new arousal. Brenda fondled her own tits and nipples as she watched Randy's tongue and lips work on his mother's tits, ignoring her cunt for a moment, letting her juicy pussy heat up without benefit of a caress.
Mona grasped Randy by the wrist and drew his hand down into her crotch. Her hairy cunt was gaping open and steaming hot, slippery fuckjuice sliding through the parted pussy slot. Randy eagerly began to rub her cuntlips and stroke her clit, then shoved his middle finger up her fuckhole and twisted it about as Mona's hips jerked. As he fingerfucked her cunthole, he rubbed his thumb against her cut bud. Her wet tunnel rippled and sucked and her cuntlips dragged on his finger. Mona twisted against him, moving her tits against his lips and her groin against his hand. It felt lovely to have her son frigging her cunt. Yet it was only his hand. His big, potent prick was being neglected. The thought of having that hard young cock ramming up her fuckhole caused Mona to whimper, her mind spinning with erotic fantasies.
She took his cock in her hand again, stroking up and down and finding his prickmeat almost as big and hard before he creamed. She pumped him, wishing her fist were her cunthole. The urge to fuck him was overwhelming. She had drunk his fuckjuice and now she yearned to feel the next steaming load splash inside her pussy. But Mona struggled against the desire, still reluctant to carry incest to the limit. Her hips jerked in a fucking motion and, as she did so, her groin slid up Randy's forearm and his hand moved onto her ass.
Mona blinked, then smiled.
That accidental contact had given her a wonderful idea. Mona knew how she could have her son's cock fucking in and out of her hot body and feel his joyjuice spurt into her without taking his virgin prick up her cunthole.
She would let him fuck her up the ass!
As soon as she conceived of that plan, Mona began to tremble violently with anticipation. She had always enjoyed taking a cock up the shit chute as a variation in her fucking, and the thought of having her own young son's cock fucking her ass was fascinating. His hand had pulled back into her crotch again, stroking and fingering. Mona drew his head up from her tits and kissed him on the lips. Her tongue, still tingling with the delicious residue of his cum, slid into his mouth and Randy sucked on it passionately. They swapped tongues back and forth as he continued to frig her cunt and she slowly stroked his meat rack up and down, getting him harder and hornier.
Then Mona pulled away.
"There's no sense just jerking each other off, honey-not after I've had you in my mouth," she whispered.
Randy gaped at her, wide-eyed and willing.
"You wanna blow me again?" he croaked, and his prick gave a mighty surge at the thought.
"Darling, I want to blow you every day, from now on," Mona said, and she meant it too. Maybe it was wicked to suck her son's cock, but she had already done it. once and she reasoned that the sin would not be compounded by repetition. She had every intention of keeping his cock and balls well drained from now on, drinking his fuckjuice by the bucketful. But at the moment she had other plans. She said, "But I got a bellyful of cum now, honey, and I want you to do something else."
"Want me to suck your cunt?" Randy asked, eagerly. He had never gone down on a woman, but the thought was delightful.
Brenda thought so, too. She wanted to see her brother's head buried between her mother's lush thighs, to watch his tongue slide around in that creamy gash and hear the moist sucking sounds as he slurped the cunt juice from her hairy pussy.
But Mona shook her head. "You can eat me out anytime you want," she said. "But right now, I don't want your tongue, darling-now I need your big cock."
"Oh! Can I fuck you?" Randy gasped.
Mona shook her head. Randy was puzzled. The inexperienced youth knew about handjobs and headjobs and he knew about fucking, but what else could they do?
"I want it up the ass," said Mona.
"Holy shit!" Randy gulped. How had he ever thought that his mother was naive?
"Do you mind?" she asked.
Randy grinned. Randy didn't mind at all. How clever his mother was, to think of such a lovely way to avoid committing incest, he was thinking. And, kneeling at the keyhole, Brenda gasped in amazement and her hand slid down into the firm curve of her own ass, in gleeful anticipation of the next depraved performance.
Mona leaned down and took Randy's cock in her mouth again, slurping juicily, lubricating the hot meat with her frothy saliva. Then she wet her hand in her mouth and reached behind her to rub the slobber into her shit chute.
Brenda, although she had no stiff prick to bugger her ass, did the same, taking a vicarious part. She tongued her fingers and then began to finger her tight brown asshole, her hips shifting from side to side and her belly pumping. She gently nudged her fingertip into her shit hole and wriggled it about. How wonderful it must feel to have a cock up that tight tunnel, she thought and, her eye to the keyhole, she waited to see her mother enjoy that ass stuffing.
Mona turned onto her hands and knees, her firm, heart-shaped ass toward Randy. Her thighs were parted and .pussy cream ran down the inner slopes. She lowered her blonde head onto the mattress and hiked her ass up to the highest point of her posture. She gazed back over her shoulder, her blue eyes glazed by desire.
Randy knelt behind her, his stiff cock looming out at an upward angle. He placed his open hands on the cheeks of her ass and spread them apart, exposing the dark slot of her shit tunnel. He worked his cunt muscles and that sturdy rod bounced on his mother's trembling ass. He dipped at the knees and slipped his cockshaft into the parted crack of her ass, sliding up and down a few times. His purple cockhead squeezed out of her ass cleavage, towering above her. Then Mona reached back between her thighs and grasped his prick by the stalk, dragging it down and fitting the swollen cock-knob against her asshole. Randy hiked up slightly, so that his hard cock was aimed at her slot. Her hand slipped down and cupped his scumbags.
"Give it to me," Mona whimpered. "Shove that big fucker up my ass, Randy-I want all of your meat!"
Randy's hands moved onto her hipbones, gripping her tightly and hauling her ass back toward his loins. He arched his back, thrusting his belly out. Mona's hips ground from side to side and she tilted her ass higher as the head of his prick probed at her shit hole. That fat purple slab jammed against her taut brown asshole and for a moment Randy-and his eagerly watching sister-didn't think that his swollen prickknob would be able to fit up that slender passage.
But Mona knew better.
She squirmed back against him. His cockhead pressed into her slot. The slender opening was moist with her spit and now his pisshole began to weep again. Frothy trickles of preliminary cum seeped into her puckered shit chute, lubricating it more. Her asshole rippled and the pliable slot parted slightly. The tip of his cockhead nudged into the dark tunnel. Randy braced himself, hauled her back by the handles of her hipbones and shoved his cock against her. The big wedge of purple cockmeat began to inch up into her ass. Randy stared down past his belly, amazed at seeing his cockhead slowly disappear in a slot that seemed far too narrow to take it while, at the keyhole, Brenda thrilled to the sight as she slid a stiff finger up her own tight little asshole and pretended it was a prick.
With a slurping sound, Mona's shit track sucked his cock-knob in. The brown ass-ring collared his prickshaft, pulling on his cockmeat, and all of his bloated crown was buried up her asshole. Randy grinned happily. His cockhead was the fattest part of his prick, and if that wide slab of meat could fit up her back tunnel, the shaft could easily follow. Still gripping her by the hips, the lusty teenager began to inch his cock up into her asshole, sliding a bit deeper with every thrust. Mona met him in counterpoint, shoving her firm ass back as Randy fucked in and twisting her hips from side to side as he drew back, so that her asshole was winding around on his prick like a juicy nut on a hard bolt. The elastic walls of her shit tunnel spread out to accommodate his bulk, yet clamped tight to him, as well, gripping the contours of his cockhead and stalk. Inch by inch, he slid in, gasping with the joy of feeling his steaming hot meat bedded in tight asshole.
"Unghhhh!" Mona grunted as Randy rammed deeper, jolting her slim pelvis and tilting her ass higher. It hurt slightly as his cock stuffed her and spread her, but the pain was insignificant compared to the thrill of it, just a faint tingling ache that punctuated the joyful sensation of being jammed full of hard, hot meat.
She fondled his balls and switched her ass from side to side, moaning, urging him to plunge deeper. "More-more-more," she moaned, greedily demanding all of his long spike. Randy paused, braced, then slammed in again and every inch of his prick disappeared up his mother's steaming asshole. He stared down in awe and Mona squirmed happily on his cock, feeling as if she had been transfixed through and through, like a pig roasting on a spit. His glowing hot cockhead was buried deep in her bowels, so deeply that she almost expected the fat slab to come sliding into her mouth, to have his jism squirt out of her lips from within her throat.
His balls were jammed into her crotch and she rubbed them against her soaking, smoldering cunt. Randy held the full penetration for a few moments, savoring the joy of having every inch of his smoking prick buried in her snug asshole and letting his mother thrill to the sensation of having her shit chute stuffed to the brim with his prickmeat. His cockhead flared and throbbed deep in her belly and his iron-hard cockhead pried and levered in her tunnel like a crowbar.
Mona spread her cuntlips wide open with one hand and rubbed his swollen scumbags around in the gaping crater, drenching his balls with cuntjuice on the hairy exterior and feeling his hot, thick fuckjuice swell up inside the heavy, laden sacs. She was stuffing his balls right up into her cunthole and writhing on the load.
Randy drew back. At first the fit was so tight that instead of sliding out of her asshole, he simply dragged her haunches back along with his retreating prick. But then her shit hole rippled and loosened around his prick, and, when he pulled back again, his cock came sliding out, dripping with ass juices. He paused, then buried his prick again, driving his cock-knob into her ass like a spear. His flat belly slapped against the curve of her ass, and his balls whacked into her cunt. He kneaded her hips, then slid his hands under her and grasped her swaying tits, pulling at the stiff nipples. His ass corkscrewed as he ground the meat balls deep into her shit hole again, falling into a steady and relentless rhythm.
Mona wailed. Randy was fucking her ass off! His vigorous thrusts rattled her bones, and she felt as if her hipbones might jump right out of their sockets. Her ass passage sucked on his prick as if she was trying to digest him in reverse. Her belly was already full of cum from the load she had swallowed and now she longed for another load, squirted into her from the opposite end of her ass canal.
His hands moved over her flanks and stroked her belly. He dipped one hand in and began to fondle her clit and caress her cuntlips, fucking in and out of her asshole steadily all the while. His cockhead was like a burning ember, melting her bowels around it, and his rock-hard prick levered her ass up and down. Mona's cunt began to cream on Randy's hand and balls, but Randy was not ready to come again yet. Already well milked off by hand and mouth, the potent teenager was going to be able to last a long time in her shit chute-to their mutual joy and to the equal joy of fascinated Brenda, who thought that watching her brother ass-fuck their mother was, if anything, even more thrilling than watching her suck him off.
Cuntjuice streaked his scumbags and dripped onto the bedspread. As the boy fucked in, her ass heaved up and her head was jammed down into the mattress. The bed rocked under them, springs groaning under this violent and energetic assault. Mona gazed back over her shoulder, watching Randy jerk and grimace as he fucked into her ass, seeing his youthful face twist and contort with dark lust.
"Pour the prick to me," she gasped. "Ohhh-it's so fucking good! Shovel the meat up my ass, darling! Oh! Oh! I'm coming again! My cunt is creaming!"
Mona slipped three fingers up her fuckhole.
Through the membrane that divided her twin fuck tunnels, she could feel his cock throbbing in her asshole. She slid her fingers in and out of her cunthole, rubbing his prick through the pliable wall, adding to the friction of her hand to that of her shit track.
Randy fucked into her jolting ass with long, rippling strokes that drove his thundering cockhead into the depths of her belly. Mona fingerfucked herself in counterpoint, fucking her fingers up her pussy as Randy pulled out of her asshole and dragging them out as the boy slammed in again. His cock and her bunched fingers passed in her loins like trains in a dark, wet tunnel. His pisshole was seeping steadily, oozing cum into her shit track, and he slid in and out faster on that slimy lubrication. The taut muscles of her asshole tightened around his prick in a series of concentric rings, rippling up from the hilt of his cock to the knob, as if she were jerking him off inside her ass. Grunting, he yanked his cock out until only the flaring prickhead was lodged in her tight asshole, the fat purple wedge of hot prickmeat spreading that puckered ass ring open. Then he rammed all of his prick into her again.
Mona wailed as her pussy dissolved again.
She was coming and coming, reaching a peak, ebbing for a moment, then rising right back up to another wonderful crest of sensation. The horny woman was half crazed by this multiple orgasm. She knew that she was going to keep on creaming as long as Randy continued to fuck her ass.
His whole sleek young body began to jerk and shudder as his scumbags ballooned and his cock expanded. Mona, still clutching his balls, felt them swell and gurgled with lust, knowing she was about to get her asshole filled with fuckjuice.
Then Randy cried out and his cock slammed into her to the hilt, and Mona felt a river of steaming cum pour into her ass guts. She jerked her ass around wildly, dancing under the thrashing youth as his slime flooded her guts.
"Ohhhhh! Fill me!" she wailed.
She could feel every slippery, scalding drop of his scum as it streamed from his cockhead and rushed through her ass guts. Cum filled her ass guts, running through her, seeming to mingle with the bellyful of the delicious stuff that she had swallowed before. She gasped and moaned, shoving her heart-shaped ass back to meet him. Randy fucked in and another great spurt of cock spume spilled into her.
Each time that Mona felt another lava hot load squirt into her ass, her cunt creamed again. Her clit was exploding, detonating the creamy spasms within her cunt. His coming was tremendous. Her climax was volcanic. They pumped violently together as they brought each other off to the dregs.
Randy's fat cock was stuffing his mother's chit chute to the brim. Each time he fucked in, cum bubbled from her asshole, pumped out by that tight-fitting plunger. The creamy slime poured down into the woman's crotch, blending with the thick pussy cream that was flowing so heavily out of her cunt.
Their mutual climax seemed to last forever for both of them and for the excited teenaged girl who was such a keen observer and who was creaming steadily, herself. Brenda was fingerfucking her cunt with one hand and fingerfucking her asshole with the other, sliding into both wet fuck tunnels at the same time, emulating the buggering and frigging she was watching.
But all good things come to an end. Randy groaned and the last hot spurt shot out of his cock and balls. Mona whimpered as a final spasm ripped through her pussy.
Spent, the potent lad hovered over his mother's upthrust ass, clinging to her like a gargoyle to a wall. His prick was still stuck up her ass, but it was starting to soften and shrink now. He was panting like a dog. Mona squirmed under him for a few more moments, making sure that she had milked out every drop of his joyjuice and worked off every last rippling wave of her own orgasm. She gave his scumbags a gentle squeeze, to make sure they were emptied.
Randy began to pull his prick out of her asshole. The fit was still tight and they were plastered together by cum. His drained cock came out the way that it had first gone in, inch by inch. His stalk was dripping as it appeared, and steaming as the slime evaporated. He gripped Mona by the cheeks of her ass and jerked his cockhead free of her brown eye. Vacated, that tight, puckered bud streamed with jism. Mona slid belly down along the bed, a dreamy smile on her face. Randy knelt there, looking stunned by his dynamic coming. His ass-soiled prick swayed up and down for a moment, then sank down along his thigh. The lad had all the vitality of his youth, but now he had creamed four times and was finished for the moment.
Even soft, his cock was impressive, Brenda thought, a she gazed at that thick coil of prickmeat looping down his leg. Then her gaze shifted and she looked between her mother's legs. Mona's cunt was wide open, her pussy lips unfurled, the fuckhole streaming with cuntjuice and with the cum that had dribbled down from her asshole.
The sight of that creamy cunt thrilled the naughty, sexy teenager almost as much as her brother's cock. Brenda wanted to do naughty things to both of them. Still fingering herself in both fuckholes, she found her imagination running wild. She thought of sucking her brother's prick, after it had been soaked in her mother's cunthole, slurping cuntjuice off his meat first and then milking his slime out. Then she thought about sucking her mother's cunt, after the woman had been well fucked and was full of jism, gulping down pussy juice mixed with cum. Her head spun as dizzy heights of desire wracked her thoughts.
Brenda creamed again, thrusting three stiff fingers up her fuck tunnel and one finger up her asshole. She sighed happily as the deluge flooded her crotch. She was still staring through the keyhole, but now it was evident that Randy was finished. His sweet-looking, asshole-soaked cock was pulling back, the foreskin sliding up to cover that delicious-looking slab of cockhead, and his balls were shriveled and collapsed as if they had been punctured.
Brenda drew her hand out of her groin and pulled her finger out of her taut shit hole. She sank back onto the floor, stunned by what she had seen and what she had felt. She brought her hand to her lips and lapped her own cunt nectar from her sticky fingers, wishing that it were some other girl's cuntjuice she was tonguing up, wishing that it had been her, instead of her brother, who had been on that bed with their mother. Then Brenda brought her other hand up to her face and sucked hungrily on the finger that had been probing her asshole, thrilled by the tangy taste, wondering what it would be like to rim out a shit chute. She shook her head. Despite having creamed repeatedly, Brenda still felt horny. She had only come on her own hands, of course-and now the randy nymphette was yearning for cock, or cunt-or both!
She heard Randy and Mona talking softly and then heard the bed squeak as one of them got up.
Brenda didn't figure it would be a good idea to be discovered sitting outside the bedroom door, in a pool of pussy juice. The nubile girl jumped nimbly to her feet and darted down the hallway, going into her own bedroom. She intended to give her cunt another frigging, while she remembered what Randy and Mona had done.
But then Brenda glanced out of her bedroom window-and smiled, as a far better prospect that her own hands was revealed. The boy next door was mowing his lawn.
CHAPTER SIX
Andy Harper was mowing the lawn and cursing as he did so, because Andy was not in the mood for cutting the grass. Andy was in the mood to jerk off. And Andy just happened to live in the house next door to Brenda, who had just seen him from her bedroom window, a coincidence that was going to suit them both to a tee.
Andy had been sitting in the living room, pretending to be watching television but was actually thinking lewd thoughts. He had just decided to go up to his room and beat the shit out of his prick when his mother demanded that he cut the grass. What a pain in the ass, the youth thought. Mowing the lawn was a nuisance at the best of times, but doing it when he had a throbbing hard-on was terrible. Still, that wasn't the sort of thing that a boy could explain to his mother, and Andy had sighed and, with both hands jammed in the pockets of his tight fitting jeans to conceal the pounding lump in his groin, he had gotten up and gone out to the yard.
Now, as he pushed the lawn mower up and down, his hard-on was pulsing with frustration and neglect. As the grass tumbled around his feet, thoughts of cunts and cock-sucking mouths tumbled through his mind. He tried to get his mind off those arousing concepts, willing his hard-on to subside for the moment, until he had a chance to deal with it. But erotic images clung to his thoughts, refusing to depart. When he tried to think about baseball, the bats became phallic symbols, mocking his own sadly neglected prick. Thinking about football, he fixed upon the flashing thighs and bouncing tits of the cheerleaders. His poor prick, accustomed to being jacked off with regularity, pounded away, not knowing the reason for being treated so badly, while his bloated, cum-filled scumbags were almost screaming for attention.
Shit, I just gotta empty this fucker, Andy decided.
He glanced at the house, to make sure his mother was not looking out the window, then headed toward the tool shed. It would only take a minute to milk his cock, he knew. He was feeling so horny that he would probably come on the first few strokes. Then he could finish cutting the grass in relative comfort.
As Andy walked along the fence that divided the back yards, Brenda came out of her house and headed toward him, smiling. She had hastily put on a short-skirted summer dress, a sexy affair with a scooped neckline. The naughty, scheming nymphette hadn't bothered to put on a bra or panties, either.
That would have been a silly waste of time.
Andy glanced up and nodded as Brenda approached the fence. He had often lusted for the sexy girl who lived next door and had pumped out gallons of jism while he had thought about her. He had no idea Brenda was every bit as horny as he was, and he blushed slightly, hoping that she wouldn't notice the bulging lump in his jeans.
Brenda had noticed that promising lump from her bedroom window. Now, as she walked up to the boy, her gaze slowly lowered onto his crotch and she grinned impishly.
Andy, in confusion, tried to conceal his erection by turning away, but, in doing so, he only showed her, in profile, how prominently his prick was looming out.
"What you gonna do with that, Andy?" asked Brenda.
Normally, Brenda would not have been quite so bold and direct, but watching her mother and brother suck and bugger had melted all of the girl's inhibitions.
"Errrr-with what?" he stammered.
"That hard-on," she said, not beating around the bush at all and giving him an amused glance. Her head was tilted to one side and the pink tip of her tongue was showing.
Andy gaped at her, amazed and embarrassed. He could think of nothing to say. Brenda giggled at his confusion.
"I bet you were gonna beat it off, huh?" she speculated.
Andy gasped and blinked. Brenda was grinning and it was obvious that she was not shocked or disgusted-far from it. Andy began to wonder if he had struck it lucky. How old was she? He couldn't remember for sure. Her brother was the same age as Andy, and Brenda was a couple years younger. But she looked a lot older with those pert tits that sort of stuck out at a guy and that trim, teardrop-shaped ass. Andy was returning her gaze now, letting his eyes roam up and down her nubile body and speculating on whether the blonde girl was a virgin. How experienced was she? Was she simply making fun of his hard-on, or was she really interested?
Brenda placed her forearms on the fence, leaning across, arching her slender back and thrusting her tits out. "Well?" she asked. "Were you gonna jack off, Andy?"
Andy was still faintly embarrassed, but that feeling was fading away as the sexy girl turned him on with her words and her gaze and her shapely young body. Maybe she was just teasing him, he thought. Maybe she was a cock teaser. But he had to take a chance.
"Yeah," he rasped. "I was gonna go in the tool shed and pull my prick. Why? You got a better idea, Brenda?"
"Maybe," she said, then paused, taunting him and lowering her gaze to his groin again. "It seems a waste a nice big hard-on like that on your fist." She paused again, fluttering her long eyelashes demurely. "Especially when I've got a hungry mouth and a hot pussy."
Andy almost fainted. He had never heard a girl use those sort of words before. His cock lurched mightily and so much blood rushed into his hard on that the boy felt light-headed.
"You-you mean you wanna fuck?" he stammered.
"Sure. Suck, too," she added, brightly.
Andy staggered again, every nerve in his body sparking, lust coursing through his veins. He shot a quick glance towards his house to make sure his mother wasn't watching.
"Wanna go in the tool shed?" he asked.
"Let's go in our garage," she suggested. "We got an old couch in there. It'll be more comfortable, okay?"
Andy nodded enthusiastically. He started to leap over the fence, which would normally have been easy, but the weight of his massive hardon threw him off balance and he stumbled. His jutting prick was like a flying buttress. He had to hold onto the fencepost and carefully step across one leg at a time. Brenda nodded toward the garage, then took his hand, leading him towards it. The oversexed girl was determined to get fucked today. She had always expected her first fuck to be a romantic affair, but she had been so aroused by spying on her mother and brother that romance played no part in her needs now. She felt no emotions other than pure lust.
"You-you get fucked a lot?" Andy mumbled.
She gave him a cheerful smile. "Nope. I'm a virgin," she said. "But not for long!"
And Andy was mighty glad that his mother had made him cut the grass and that he hadn't wasted his massive cum load on a handjob. The two horny teenagers strolled towards the garage.
But they hadn't gone unobserved.
Andy's mother hadn't seen them. Anne Harper, a tall redhead with big tits and pneumatic hips didn't, in fact, give a shit if Andy mowed the lawn or not. She had merely used that chore as an excuse to get her son out of the house. The horny woman was eager to try out her new vibrator, but she didn't want her innocent son to wonder what that strange buzzing sound coming from Mom's bedroom could be.
There would be plenty of panting and moaning, as well-if the vibrator did a good job on her hot cunt-and so it had been necessary to find some reason to send Andy out.
The vibrator had arrived by mail order that morning and Anne hadn't even unwrapped it yet. It was a virgin dildo-unless some quality control girl at the factory had tested it-and horny Anne was yearning for a cuntful of buzzing fuckstick. Her pussy had been simmering all morning, ever since the mail had been delivered. As soon as Andy, grumbling, had gone out, the redhead had rushed upstairs and taken the package out of her underwear drawer, where she had hidden it. She didn't want her husband to find it, knowing that it was liable to make him jealous. But now he was at work and Andy was in the back yard, and it was time for some creamy amusement.
She unwrapped the parcel with trembling hands. The vibrator was all that she had hoped for, all that the ad had promised. It was a huge, realistically contoured tool. The knob was a mushroom-shaped slab and the long, thick shaft was seamed by raised veins. There were detachable leather straps, as well, so that the dildo could be harnessed to a woman's haunches, allowing her to fuck some other lucky lady, but Anne didn't bother with the straps, at the moment, since there was no other woman to share in the fun.
Anne turned the hard rubber prick around in her hands, admiring the size and the shape and the realism. She rubbed her thumb against the flaring wedge of the knob and skimmed her hand up and down the stalk. She raised the dildo to her mouth and licked, then sucked moistly on the crown, fucking the cock in and out of her lips. It felt nice to have a mouthful of that fuckstick. If the damned thing had been able to come, Anne would have sucked it off.
She squirmed out of her panties and tossed them aside. The crotch piece was sodden, and they fluttered to the floor like a butterfly with dewy wings. She sat on the edge of the bed and hiked her skirt up above her waist. She stroked the head of the vibrator up and down the insides of her sleek thighs. She was dimly aware of the sound of the lawnmower drifting up from the backyard. But then she switched the vibrator on and that loud humming sound blocked out the more distant sound-which was just as well, because at that point Andy stopped cutting the grass and started for the tool shed to jerk off and, to his joy, was intercepted by Brenda, who had a far better suggestion.
Anne held the humming fuckstick up to her lips and tongued it, getting the fat knob lubricated. Then she lowered the dildo into her hairy cunt. She shuddered as the buzzing tip contacted her taut clit button. A ripple shot through her loins. She tilted her wrist, brushing the rubber cock up and down in her gaping, soaking, steaming pussy slot and rubbing it against her vibrant clit. A happy smile brightened her face as she realized what pleasure awaited her. She used her free hand to spread her cuntlips wide open, and she nudged the vibrating rod into her fuckhole. She worked it slowly up that steaming pussy tunnel, moaning as she felt the rapidly vibrating dildo massage her creamy cunt. Her cuntwalls clamped tightly around the humming device, sucking and rippling. The buzzing sound was muffled in her juicy slot now, but her ears were humming as her blood pounded violently through her veins. She began to pull and push, fucking her cunt in and out as the vibrator worked busily away. A creamy wash of cuntjuice poured from her well-stuffed pussy hole and trickled down into the crack of her ass. A dark patch spread out on the sheet under her haunches as her cunt cream overflowed. She whimpered and jerked the dildo in faster and harder, feeding all of that delightful rubber prick into her volcanic cunthole. Her ass churned and her hips ground in a fucking motion.
"Ahhhhh," she sighed, as she rammed the rubber rod deep into her melting fuck tunnel. She stared down at her belly, half expecting to see the outline of that massive prick raised in a furrow, like the track of a gopher. She clamped her thighs, then threw them side apart, arching her back. She leaned back on her elbow, her loins dancing, while she fucked the rubber cock in and out.
Anne cried out as her cunt creamed. Her clit exploded and the cum juice gushed out. She sighed with relief, sprawling back along the bed. The dildo was still buzzing merrily away in her cunthole, and her face was radiant with satisfaction. But then her dreamy smile tightened and a mask of desire transfigured her face again. The potent rubber prick was resolute. The dildo court keep on fucking her until the batteries went dead-and that suited insatiable Anne.
The hot redhead began to fuck herself again.
So it was no wonder that she didn't see her son and the blonde girl from next door go hand in hand to the garage. But Mona did.
* * *
Randy had been sprawled out on the bed, breathing heavily, all of his vitality spent. Mona sighed, wishing his prick would harden and his scumbags fill up again. But she knew that she was being selfish and greedy. The potent lad had already given her three loads of precious jism, on her tits and in her mouth and up her shit hole and what more could she ask of him-for the moment?
His cock was shrunken and limp, his balls collapsed. Mona leaned over him and slurped his prick into her mouth, sucking gently, her tongue sliding around, cleaning all the cum and ass juice off his cock and balls and polishing his cockmeat. She was hoping to feel his cock ripple or twitch, to show some signs of renewed vigor, but, despite her skillful mouthing, his prick remained inert.
She gave his prick a last loving slurp, then moved away, intending to let Randy rest awhile, hoping that he would be ready for more action before her husband got home from work. She got off the bed and gazed down at him with motherly affection. Randy was asleep. Mona turned away quietly, not wanting to disturb his slumber. She was thinking that maybe she would return in an hour or so, and, if Randy was still asleep, she would take his prick into her mouth and gently nurse him up to a hard-on. If he didn't wake up, it would be a real thrill to milk him off-to give him a wet dream in her mouth!
The prospect was making her hot again.
And that was when, heading for the door, Mona happened to glance out the window.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Mona blinked at what she saw.
There was sexy little Brenda, switching her ass as she headed for the garage, hand in hand with the good-looking boy who lived next door. And he was sporting an enormous hard-on! Mona stared at the front of Andy's jeans, seeing that massive lump of hard cockmeat throbbing.
What a sight to greet the eyes of a voyeur! What are they gonna do in the garage? Mona wondered. She wondered, too, if she should interrupt them for the sake of her daughter's virginity? She wasn't sure about that, but she was sure of one thing: whatever they were going to do, she intended to watch!
She waited until the young couple had vanished into the garage, Brenda dragging the boy after her. Mona saw the look of excitement and anticipation on her daughter's pretty face, and her own face lighted up with a glow of arousal. She glanced towards the bed. Randy was slumbering soundly, a peaceful and contended expression on his face as his cock and balls glistened with Mona's spit. She could still taste his delicious cum on her tongue, and she was looking forward to swallowing another steaming load soon. At the moment, though, she was more interested in spying on her daughter. Mona had no idea how experienced Brenda was. She only knew that the girl fingerfucked herself. Randy had seen her doing it-that thrilling sight had set off such a chain reaction of voyeurism on this memorable day.
Mona left the bedroom quietly, then hurried downstairs and went out the back door. She crossed the lawn and approached the garage from the back. There was a small window there.
It was grimy, the glass was rippled and discolored and there were cobwebs clinging to the frame. But the window was right at eye level.
Mona, trembling with expectation, pressed herself to the wall and slid her face across to the window. She wasn't at all disappointed in what she saw.
Brenda led Andy over to the old couch that rested against the side of the garage. The cushions were lumpy and a few springs had broken free but, as a fucking platform, it would do. She sat down and drew Andy down beside her. Andy was more than willing, of course, but Brenda had taken charge of the situation. She was hornier than he was because Andy had only been aroused by his own lascivious thoughts, while Brenda had been inspired by watching her mother and brother in action. She pulled his face to hers and they kissed, lightly at first, then more passionately. Her tongue probed into his mouth and Andy sucked on it. Then he slipped his tongue past her lips and Brenda whimpered, sucking his tongue and anticipating sucking his prick. They were panting into each other's open mouth, swapping tongues back and forth, their saliva flowing. Andy cupped one of her plump titties, squeezing tentatively. Brenda moaned and arched her back, thrusting her tits out.
The boy began to feel her up with both hands, awkwardly. He was inexperienced but effective. Her nipples exploded in his palms. He pulled at them and rolled them in his fingertips. Brenda squirmed against him. Her dress unbuttoned down the back and she reached behind her neck and began to undo the buttons. The front of her dress fell away, exposing her naked tits. Andy massaged the tit mounds and stroked the taut nips. Brenda drew his head down, and he began to lick at her nipples and to run his wet tongue up her smooth cleavage.
This sight was making Mona tremble. She wondered if that was as far as they were going to go, if Andy was just going to feel Brenda up. She knew that, as a dutiful mother, she should hope the seduction went no further, yet, as a voyeur, she yearned for more.
Brenda began to run her hand up and down on Andy's thigh, feeling the tense muscle ripple. Holding his head to her tits, one hand behind his neck, she slid the other hand up and cupped his swollen cock bulge, giving a little gasp when she felt how big and hard and hot his hard-on was. She stroked him with her open palm, through his jeans. His cock throbbed, outlined in the tight denim. A damp patch seeped through where his big cockhead was pounding. She worked her thumb against that slimy spot, then reached down and gripped his scumbags. God, they were so full! The thought of all that hot, thick, delicious jism made the horny teenager whimper and drool.
She unsnapped the waistband of his jeans, then began to draw the zipper down. His swollen meat was jammed so tightly into his fly that she had to tug forcibly to get the zipper down over the bulge. His jeans opened in a wide wedge and his naked prick came rushing out like a frenzied bull into the bullring. Brenda gazed down at his cock and smiled, pleased to see that his prick was as big as her brother's. Mona, too, was happy to see the dimensions of that stout cock. If a woman was going to spy on a prick, she might as well spy on a big one. She envied her daughter that hunk of joy.
Brenda took Andy's cock in her hand and gave his prick a few slow strokes, causing the knob to flare out like the head of a hooded cobra and the dark, thick vein to pulse in her palm. His pisshole gaped open and a glob of scum oozed out. The slippery goo slid down his purple crown and trickled onto her index finger.
Brenda brought her hand up to her lips and licked that tasty spunk from her finger, purring happily. Hot, fresh cum was a lot more succulent than cum that had congealed on a bathroom door, she discovered. The single drop whetted her appetite.
Andy raised his head from her tits, staring at her in awe as she lapped his scum from her hand. She giggled at his expression. Her hand went down to his prick again, holding at the root of his cock but not stroking his prickshaft. Brenda didn't want to risk wasting his first load on a handjob.
"You wanna come in my mouth?" she whispered.
"Yeah-yeah-" he panted.
"Or my cunt?" she added.
Andy gulped. What a decision! The lad had never had a piece of ass, and he had never had a blowjob. He honestly didn't know which he wanted the most.
Mona didn't know which she wanted to see the most, either, as she panted at the window. She wanted them to do everything-and so did naughty Brenda. Brenda was having as much trouble deciding whether to suck or fuck as Andy was. Her mouth was as horny as her pussy, her tongue as hot as her clit.
"Can you come twice?" she rasped huskily, giving his prick a single rippling hand stroke.
Andy nodded, thrusting his cock up through her fist, his ass jerking on the couch.
"Then you better fuck my cunt first," Brenda whispered. "Your prick will taste even better after it's been up my pussy."
She drew away from him and hiked up from the couch, tugging her dress over her hips and down her sleek legs. Andy gaped at her golden cunt mound. She raised one knee slightly, letting the frantic youth stare right at her creamy fuckhole. Her pink pussy lips were parted, the slit widened into an oval, the cunt slot flooded with fuck cream. The boy could hardly believe that he was really going to fuck his tormented cock up that steaming pussy, that he was going to shoot his cherry load into such a delightful fuckhole.
Brenda lay back along the lumpy couch, her knees raised and her thighs parted. She arched her back, tilting her smoldering crotch higher. Andy hesitated and she laughed.
"Well?" she said, amused by the horny boy's hesitation. She felt completely in control of the situation. She jerked her pelvis invitingly.
Andy rose onto his knees, his prick looming out like a club above her flat belly and blonde cunt triangle. Preliminary spunk oozed from his pisshole, foaming on his purple prickhead. He dipped down and slipped his cock between her parted thighs. The moist cock-knob slid along her creamy pussy and rubbed against her clit bud.
Brenda moaned. It felt wonderful to have a stiff cock between her thighs, even before that cock was shoved up her fuckhole.
She reached down between them and grasped his prick by the stalk, sliding the head up and down in her slot, using his cock like a spoon to stir her creamy bowl.
Andy trembled all over. He was afraid that he was going to shoot off before his cock was in her. His balls felt ready to burst, and his prick was hammering wildly in her hand. Then Brenda pulled him closer and the head of his cock slipped into her pussy. Her slippery cuntlips collared his prickshaft, rippling and sucking. The girl drew her hand away and jerked her ass up. His cock-knob was in her and his long, thick prickshaft stood out, bolting his balls to her cunthole, a long, meaty viaduct through which his fuckjuice would pour from his scumbags into her seething pussy.
"Fuck me," she whispered, her lips trembling.
"Yeah! Fuck the little slut! Mona urged, wanting to watch that big hard cock fuck in and out of that cherry pussy slot more than she had ever wanted to watch anything before, not caring that her own young daughter was the one getting fucked.
Andy braced his knees on the couch and slid his hands under Brenda's uptilted ass, lifting her crotch higher. Brenda wriggled under him, panting and moaning, feeling his cockhead throb in her cuntslot and longing for all of that massive joystick. Her thighs tightened around his haunches for a moment, then parted wide again, not wanting to hinder his movements in any way.
He began to inch his prick up her fuckhole, feeding his cock to her with a long, rippling stroke. Brenda jammed her crotch down to meet his thrust, impatient to get stuffed full. His hot cock fucked into the depths of her loins, and she gurgled with joy. Andy looked stunned, hardly able to believe how wonderful it felt to have every inch of his hot prick buried in a steaming cunthole. He held it all in her for a moment, his swollen scumbags pressed against her ass and her wet pussy lips clamped at the hairy root of his cock. He worked his cock muscles, making the fat prick pulse, and Brenda's cuntwalls clutched him, rippling and sucking on the buried cockmeat. His throbbing cockhead flared and glowed in her loins. She was stuffed to the brim, filled to the gunwales, panting and whimpering in the ecstasy of that smoking, iron-hard prick.
Brenda moved first. Andy was holding his prick balls deep in her cunt, and she jerked her hips, fucking herself through two or three inches of prick.
He drew out until only his cockhead was clamped in her cunt slot, paused, then shoved his cock all into her again, tilting her belly and ass up as his prickmeat plunged into the steamy depths.
"Oh!" Brenda wailed. Then, longer and drawn out and quavering, she moaned as they fell into the rhythm together, grinding in counterpoint. Brenda realized that fucking came natural to her. This was her first fuck, and yet she was thrashing away like the most experienced tramp. Her ass churned and her hips jolted and her belly pumped. As Andy plunged into her cunt, she stabbed her crotch down to meet his prick. As he withdrew she rolled her hips from side to side, twisting her fuckhole around on his hard cock, adding torque to the straight in-and-out friction.
Andy held her under the ass, dragging her onto his prick and twisting her pelvis this way and that. His belly slapped against hers, and his swollen scumbags swung in and out, whacking against her upthrust ass. His thick cock hissed up her soaking pussyhole and cuntjuice overflowed, lathering her crotch, seeping down into the tight crack of her ass, soaking the cushions under her heaving loins. His prick pulled out, drenched with pussy cream, then fucked back into that juicy fuckhole, spraying frothy cunt cum out as he stuffed her to the brim. Brenda jerked spasmodically, clinging to him as he humped violently away, his strokes driving her down into the lumpy cushions, then tilting her up again as he changed the angle of his assault. His lean hips switched from side to side, feeding the meat to her from the left, then the right, then he hiked up and plunged in at a downward angle that rattled her pelvis as his cock hit the depths of her tunnel of love. He poured the prick to her with a long, underslung stroke then, hiking her ass up from the couch on the lever of his cock. As his throbbing cockhead drove in, his long, thick cockshaft rippled across Brenda's tingling clit, and she wailed with the bliss of it.
"Fuck-fuck-fuck-" she gasped, saying the word each time that Andy plunged into her smoking pussy. Her nubile pelvis jolted. She fashioned a cup of her belly and hooks of her thighs. She threw her legs around his heaving haunches and her heels drummed on his ass, then she locked her ankles and gripped him tightly riding under him. She arched, then bowed. Andy banged away faster and the thrill built up in his loins. His prick expanded inside her fuckhole. The fat cock-knob throbbed deep within her belly, and the thick prickshaft spread her cuntwalls out. Her pussy dragged and sucked on his plunging meat, as if the girl had a secret mouth inside her pussy, giving him hidden head even as he fucked her. Brenda was rising towards the crest along with Andy. Her blue eyes were glazed, her lips were parted and panting.
Mona's gaze was glued to the sight, taking in every juicy detail. She saw Andy's big, hard prick pull out, streaming with pearly ribbons of cuntjuice, dragging Brenda's cuntlips almost inside out as he jerked back from her clinging pussy slot. Then he fucked back in, his slippery cock driving across the girl's explosive clit bud as he fucked back to the very depths of her loins. His ass corkscrewed and bucked. He fucked into her from one side, then the other, stuffing her from above and then filling her from below. His cock was hitting every part of her cunthole as he changed the angles, and Brenda was writhing and squirming under him.
Mona didn't know which excited her the most-staring at the young man's iron-hard prick and bloated scumbags, or gazing at her sexy daughter's creamy cunt. But it didn't matter at all, since both of those mouth-watering sights were linked together. She felt dizzy with lust as she watched Andy's throbbing, smoking prick fuck in and out of Brenda's soaking, smoldering fuckhole.
His pisshole was oozing now as he neared the peak. As he drew out, ribbons of jism could be seen, streaking the pearly cuntjuice that slathered his rod.
"Gonna cream," Brenda gasped. "Oh, shit! I'm gonna cream, Andy! Come with me-come in me-fill my fucking cunt with your hot, thick jism! Flood my fuckhole with your slime!"
"Yeah! Yeah!" Andy grunted, slamming on hard, pumping away on the vinegar strokes. His balls were so full of cum that they sloshed as they slapped against her churning ass.
Brenda threw her legs wide apart, her feet uplifted, bicycling in the air behind his ass. She cried out as the first spasm wracked her. A river of cuntjuice gushed from her pussy slot. Her cunt was melting on his prick like a wax candle on a flaming wick. He fucked his meat into her like a torpedo through a swamp.
"Take it!" Andy howled. "Take my cum!"
"Yes! Shoot it in me!" Brenda cried.
Andy fucked his cock into her savagely, feeding the feel to her fiery furnace. He howled again and his balls exploded. The steaming hot jism shot up his cockshaft and came spurting out, hosing Brenda's melting fuckhole in a great deluge of slime. Brenda wailed when she felt that first load of fuckjuice pour into her loins. She was at the crest, the waves rushing through her and the spasms shaking her, her cunt creaming like a volcanic crater and the lava of her lust erupting around his cock. Her elk detonated and more cuntjuice flooded out. Andy pumped the prick to her relentlessly, hosing her womb with jism, and each time he poured another load into her twat Brenda gasped and more pussy cum gushed out to mix with his slime. A whirlpool of cum and cuntjuice swirled in her steaming cunthole.
Together, a fluid and well-oiled fucking machine, they worked off their simultaneous coming to the dregs.
Andy began to slow down, trembling and jerking. His balls were drained and his cum no longer spurted from his cockhead. The last precious drops trickled from his pisshole. Brenda's cunt continued to suck on his prick, and she squirmed under him, grinding off the last spasms and working out the last drops. Then she stopped moving, too, a smile of contentment on her face. Andy panted above her, his weight on his hands and knees and his prick still stuck up her cunt. That hard meat rippled, softening slightly and shrinking a little. Brenda worked her cuntmuscles, running the rings up his prick, from the root to the head, using her pussy to frig his prick. As her fuckhole caressed his cock, Andy groaned-and that potent young prick twitched, rippled and began to get hard as a rock once again. Brenda smiled happily as she felt his meat swell up inside her flooded pussy. He hadn't been lying when he said that he could come more than once and now the greedy nymphette was looking forward eagerly to the second event. She moved her pelvis around, fucking her cunt up and down on his stationary cock for a few moments.
Brenda reached down and grasped his prick by the hilt, slowly pulling it out of her cunt. Cum and pussy juice streamed from her emptied slot. Holding his cock in her hand, Brenda twisted around, gazing at the delicious sight. Drenched with cum and cuntjuice, the meat hard and hot and throbbing again, it was a sight that made the horny girl drool.
"Fucking is great," she said. "But it sure makes a girl hungry!"
CHAPTER EIGHT
Mona pressed her nose against the discolored glass, just like a deprived child leering longingly through the window of a candy store or bakery-and what delicious-looking treats she was staring at, what mouth-watering and creamy confections!
Andy was kneeling on the couch, his succulent cock thrust out and his balls already swelling with another savory load. His purple cockhead and dark-veined stalk were both drenched with cum and cuntjuice. Because his meat was so hot, that combined fuck cream had not congealed, but still flowed fluidly on his cock, a few drops running down onto his balls. Brenda was curled up before him, holding his scumbags and the root of his prick between her cupped hands, so that his cock-knob stuck out toward her radiant face. She rested on one hip and her top knee was uplifted, so that Mona could stare at the girl's creamy cunt as well. Brenda's coral-pink cuntlips gaped open and thick cum cream flowed in her slot. Her clit was stiff and juicy.
Her daughter's cunt looked every bit as delicious as Andy's prick, Mona had to admit. Tonguefucking that smoldering gash would be as good as sucking his cock off-especially now that Brenda's cunt was so full of cum! Imagine the thrill of having her daughter whimper and moan and pant as she creamed on her mother's tongue! It would be as wildly exciting as it had been when her son shot his thick, steaming cum into her mouth, and even more depraved-adding lesbianism to incest! Weak with lust, Mona shifted her gaze back and forth between Brenda's pussy and Andy's prick. But then Brenda leaned closer to that delicious hunk of cock, and Mona began to concentrate on her daughter's sensual mouth and flashing tongue, in conjunction with the horny boy's massive cock and balls.
Brenda had gone cross-eyed-or cockeyed as she stared in at the throbbing purple slab of Andy's cockhead, drooling for her first mouthful of prick meat, followed by the creamy dessert. Brenda hoped the big, hard fucker tasted as good as it looked and that his jism was even more yummy when she drank it out of his cock than it had been when she had lapped the stuff up from her hands. Brenda's pink tongue fluttered out, an inch before the tip of his cock.
Andy groaned. "Lick it, Brenda," he rasped.
"Ummmm," she purred. She sobbed down and ran her flattened tongue over the head of his prick, slurping up the underside and flicking across the tip. She gurgled with joy as her tastebuds sparked, registering the musky, tangy succulence of cockmeat. She leaned back for a moment, amazed at how absolutely delicious cockmeat was. That first tantalizing taste had whetted her appetite, turning the cock hungry girl into a veritable glutton. She knew, with that very first lick, that she was going to be giving a lot of head from now on, that she was going to suck every cock she could and milk the jism out of multiple sets of scumbags, letting guys use her mouth like a cunt and her cunt like a mouth. She looked up at Andy's face, smiling slightly, as if out of gratitude for the feast he was so willingly providing.
She began to lave his cock-knob thoroughly. Her saliva glistened on the flushed wedge of purple meat. She pushed her tongue into his open pisshole, then flattened her tongue against the underside, feeling his prick throb. She lovingly kissed the weeping tip. Jism flowed across her lower lip and she sucked the stuff into her mouth with a slurping sound.
"Oh, Brenda," Andy gasped, trembling violently as her tongue worked such nimble magic on his meat. He thought that he was in love with her and supposed that she must love him. Why else would she be licking his cock and letting his scum dribble onto her lips? He did not realize that Brenda didn't give a damn what guy was on the end of a cock, as long as the cock was big and hard and full of cum.
Tilting her blonde head, she licked up and down his stalk, lapping at his balls as she reached the root. Ballmeat tasted subtly different from cockmeat, she realized. She loved the way his hard balls jiggled inside the hairy sacs. She licked her way back up to his cock flaring crown and took his prickhead into her mouth. Her lips were clamped around his cock, and her cheeks indented as she sucked lovingly.
Andy began to hump, fucking his prick deep into her willing mouth. Her pursed lips pushed down toward his balls, sucking through every inch while her tongue lashed against the underside of his cockshaft. She took his prick-knob into her cheek, then back into her throat. He drew out and she moaned with the pure ecstasy of sucking his cock and the prospect of drinking his jism.
Preliminary fuckjuice seeped out, coating her tongue and driving her cum crazy. She began to bob her head up and down quickly, eager to milk him off. As she pushed down, swallowing almost all of his cock, Brenda tilted her head from side to side.
And as she tilted to one side, she found herself staring at the small window in the back wall. And at her mother's face, framed in that window!
Oh my God! Mona thought, when she realized that her daughter was looking directly at her. A look of horror had come over the girl's face. She tried to pull her mouth off Andy's prick, her lust and cock hunger dispelled by the realization that she had been caught in the act. But Andy, unaware of having been discovered, grasped her blonde head between his hands, holding her head in position and continuing to fuck vigorously into her mouth. The blissful thrill was rising and he was not about to withdraw from that sweet cocksucking maw before he had shot his slimy load down her gullet.
Brenda continued to stare at the window, flushing with shame, as Andy's prick fucked in and out of her mouth, cum flowing, his prickmeat swelling as he neared the crest. She tried to cry out a warning but, with her mouth so full of prick, only a wordless gurgle came out.
Andy, taking the sound for a gasp of hungry desire, fucked his cock in with renewed gusto. His prick-knob drove down her throat and she gulped.
Mona was blushing as much as her daughter, feeling every bit as ashamed. Brenda had been caught sucking a cock, true, but Mona, on the other hand, had been discovered playing the voyeur on that scene. Spying with such fascination on a cocksucking daughter was as naughty as the cocksucking itself. Mona had to tear her eyes away with an effort, because the sight of that hard prick, still fucking in and out of the girl's lips, was compelling. Her eyes were drawn to her daughter's cock-filled mouth like iron fillings to a magnet.
And what could Mona do? She could hardly pretend that she hadn't seen them because Brenda had obviously looked right at her. Mona decided that the only thing she could do was to pretend that she had discovered them by accident, that she had not been gazing with fascination, but in shock. It would leave Brenda mortified, but would absolve Mona of the guilt for her part in the incident.
Mona dashed around the side of the garage, trying her best to look like a concerned mother worried about her daughter's behavior and angry at her promiscuity.
She stormed into the garage, her face frowning with a feigned look of scandalized outrage. Andy was still holding Brenda's head to his loins and fucking his prick into her gasping mouth as Mona approached. When he heard her footsteps, he looked back over his shoulder and, seeing Brenda's mother standing there, gave a strangled cry of terror. He had been just about to come. Automatically, he fucked into Brenda's mouth once again, moving without thinking. Then, gasping in shock, he pulled his prick out of Brenda's lips.
As Andy turned, his cock swung around like the boom of a sailing ship, directly toward Mona.
Mona's lips had started to move. She had intended to castigate them for their depravity. But as that huge young prick loomed up before her, Mona was at a loss for words. She stared at his cockhead. That massive slab was thundering frantically, obviously all set to blow a wad out. His long, thick prick was slippery with cum and cuntjuice and saliva, all blended into one succulent coating, one delicious sauce which had been poured onto his scrumptious-looking meat! Her lips, parted to speak, parted wider. But only a whimper came out.
Andy drew his head and shoulders back, flinching away, thinking she was about to slap him. In doing so, he shoved his frenzied prick even closer to her. Mona saw his pisshole ripple open and his scumbags swell as if they were being pumped up. In a split second, the young man was going to cream.
Mona couldn't help herself.
Despite the delicacy of the situation, despite all the mutual embarrassment, Mona was driven by a carnal urge that overwhelmed all shame and inhibition. She did, in fact, exactly what a cocksucker is supposed to do.
Mona leaned down and opened her mouth wide and took the head of Andy's cock into her lips, just as his fuckjuice came squirting out. The thick load splashed in her throat, skimmed over the roof of her mouth and slathered her flashing tongue. She gulped the sweet jism down hungrily, pushing her lips lower and taking more of his prick in as he fed her another steaming hot dose. His cum poured out, hot and thick as melted lead. Mona swallowed hungrily but, as his prick bucked in her mouth, thick ribbons of fuckjuice streamed from her lips. She bobbed up and down, ravenously milking his cum out and gulping it down and, as she did so, she stared at her daughter's shocked face.
Brenda stared back. As she watched her wicked mother swallow the fuckjuice that had, by rights, belonged to her-the spunk that she had sucked so hungrily for-Brenda's shame ebbed away, replaced by anger and envy and a greater lust than ever.
CHAPTER NINE
Andy fucked his spurting prick in and out of Mona's mouth, tilting her head back and flooding her throat with spurts of hot, thick slime. As she swallowed the boy's fuckjuice, Mona stared at her daughter and Brenda stared back at her mother. Andy, in total confusion, looked wildly back and forth between them.
Andy couldn't believe that Brenda's mother was willingly drinking his cum. That seemed too incredible to be true-especially with Brenda looking on. The poor fellow thought that his prick had slipped into the woman's mouth accidentally-that just as his creamy wad erupted, she had opened her mouth to admonish them, and suddenly found that sexy mouth stuffed full of thundering, spurting cockmeat and cum. She seemed to be stuck on his cock, her lips opened in an oval and clogged by his meat. Andy realized his reasoning was ridiculous, but the truth was harder to believe. Andy couldn't stop coming because the fuckjuice was pouring out in a slimy rope, and Mona couldn't stop swallowing or she would choke. He was blushing bright red and trembling with the horror of the situation, but he kept right on fucking into Mona's maw and pumping the spunk out. She gurgled as she gulped. Frothy cream flecked her lips and ran down her chin. Andy fucked in hard, his prick-knob hitting the entrance to her gullet, as he shot the last of his load out. Then he pulled away, yanking his spent prick out of her mouth.
Mona wailed and leaned forward, her mouth still open, pursuing his retreating prick hungrily. But Andy was so distraught that he failed to realize the woman had sucked him willingly. He staggered away, his cock bobbing up and down and softening. He looked back and forth once more, saw the way that Brenda and her mother were staring at each other and then, with a cry of anguish, the confused boy turned and fled from the garage.
Dashing across the yard, tucking his slippery, slobber-soaked prick into his fly as he ran, Andy was seized by panic. Christ! Would Mona tell his mother what he had done? What dire punishment awaited him? Had even the joy of a blowjob warranted such terror? He leaped over the fence, stumbling, and darted on to his house. He slammed the door behind him and stood there, panting. Would Mona be coming over to tell his mom a terrible tale? Would she telephone? Would he be arrested for raping Mona in the mouth? These dreadful thoughts paraded through his mind and, only gradually, did the boy become aware of the curious humming sound drifting down from above.
He went upstairs, intending to lock himself in his room and wait out the suspense. The humming sound grew louder, and now he could hear a sort of juicy, squishing sound accompanying the buzzing. Those strange sounds seemed to be coming from his mother's bedroom. Naturally, he glanced in to see what was causing them.
He stopped dead in his tracks, nearly fainting with shock.
His mother was perched on the edge of the bed, a look of pure lust twisting her face, her head turning from side to side and her pelvis pumping wildly as-Andy gulped-she steadily fucked a huge, vibrating prick in and out of her cunthole! Andy could see all the juicy details from the doorway. Her thick, bushy, red-haired cunt mound was tilted up. Her cuntlips were spread open wide and the fat rubber prick was stuffing her to the brim. She panted and moaned, her pussy squished and the dildo buzzed merrily away as it went busily about its task. The thick prick pulled out, drenched and slathered with pussy cream. As the long cockshaft vibrated, cuntjuice flew, spraying Anne's belly and thighs.
Anne was just about to come again. She turned her face, moaning, red hair cascading over her shoulders and, as she turned toward the door, she saw her amazed son standing there, gaping at her. She gasped in shock. But her cunt had just reached the peak and, despite having been discovered, it was too late to stop now. Staring at Andy, Anne continued to fuck herself through the creamy spasms of her climax. Her cum cream flooded her crotch and she jerked her hips frantically as she worked the spasms off. Finished, she switched off the fuckstick. A silence hung over the room as the buzzing ceased. Anne gazed at her son with a sheepish look, her face flushed, her eyes pleading.
"Gosh, Mom!" he exclaimed. Andy was very happy at what he had stumbled on to. It gave him a certain leverage, in case Mona decided to denounce him for raping her mouth.
"I-I hope you won't mention this to daddy?" she whispered.
The possibility of blackmail had crossed his mind. "I might not," he said, a slow smile spreading across his lips and a lump beginning to rise again in his groin. He pushed his hips out and his mother stared at that prominent bulge.
"I wouldn't need a dildo, if I had a real prick," she said, her gaze and her words meaningful. "A big, hard prick-just like you seem to have, darling."
What a day this had turned out to be, thought Andy, who had never finished cutting the grass. He moved toward his sexy mother, opening his fly.
She waited, her lush thighs parted. When she saw what Andy had there, Anne tossed the vibrator aside. She knew that, from now on, she was not going to need a rubber prick again....
* * *
Refreshed by his slumber, Randy Burroughs awoke and was pleased to find that his well-used cock was rippling and twitching with renewed vigor. He took his prick in hand and gave a pull, and his cock began to get nice and stiff while his balls expanded. He grinned. He knew that his mother would be happy to empty another hard-on for him, in her mouth or her asshole or-hopefully-her cunt. He got up from the bed, holding his prick, intending to call his mother to his room. But then, just as Mona had done earlier, he happened to glance out the window. He frowned at a bizarre sight. The boy who lived next door had just come dashing out of the garage, frantically jamming his cock into his jeans! Randy was puzzled. What the fuck was going on? Had that guy been using their garage as a masturbatorium? Randy had often jacked off there, himself, but he didn't like the idea of having the neighbors use the place. He decided to go down and search for signs of spilled spunk, before he invited his mother up for some more fun.
He didn't find any spilled spunk.
Not a single drop of Andy Harper's fuckjuice had been wasted, between Mona and Brenda.
But he came upon a far more interesting scene.
Mona smiled sheepishly, cum dribbling from her lips, giving a little helpless shrug.
"You're greedy, Mom!" Brenda snapped. "You swallowed that fuckjuice that I wanted! I did all the sucking and then you came in and got to drink the fucking stuff!"
"I-I was just protecting you, dear," Mona claimed. "A little girl shouldn't drink cum."
"Bullshit! You drank it because you love it!" Brenda cried. The girl was furious at having been interrupted and deprived of her first mouthful of jism. "I know you love it, too-because I saw suck you off Randy!"
"Oh!" Mona gasped, mortified.
"And I saw him fuck you up the ass, too!" Brenda added.
"What-what can I say?" Mona stammered.
The anger faded from the girl's face and she began to smile. "You really love to drink cum, right?" she said.
Mona was in no position to deny the fact. She nodded helplessly.
"Well, I got a whole cuntful of the stuff, Mom," said Brenda. "Why don't you suck it out of me?"
Mona blinked and her gaze automatically dropped to her daughter's creamy crotch. This was no time for inhibitions to rule, she thought. She had already sucked off her son. Was it any naughtier to suck off her sexy little daughter? And that cum-drenched fuckhole looked so delicious that Mona began to drool.
"I guess it's only fair," Mona said, huskily. "I mean, since I've been sucking your brother, it's only right that I take care of you, too, Brenda." The tip of her tongue slid across her mouth.
"Yeah-and since you gulped down all that hot jism, you owe me a drink, too," Brenda added, her own tongue flicking out. "Let's suck each other off, Mom!"
Mother and daughter both thought that was a wonderful idea, and Randy, peering in from the doorway, had to agree.
Brenda leaned back on the couch, lifting one knee, her slim, sleek thighs parted. Her cunt was streaming with fuckjuice, and her clit button stood out, stiff and trembling, in that frothy flood. Mona's mouth had already been drenched with jism, but the sight of her daughter's steaming cunt was making her ravenous for the second half of this two-course feast. Mona knelt on the garage floor, her blonde head between Brenda's thighs. For a moment, Mona just gazed at the girl's cunt, licking her lips in expectation. Brenda's pussy rippled and flowed under the visual caresses of Mona's hungry gaze, and the girl jerked her hips impatiently, yearning to get a tongue up her fuckhole.
Mona very slowly moved her face closer to Brenda's crotch. She could feel the fiery heat of that smoldering cunt drift over her. She blew her panting breath up the open slot and the girl's pink pussy lips unfolded more.
Brenda slid lower on the edge of the couch. Her mother's face hovered over her cunt, flushed with desire, radiant with lust, twisted into a mask of passion.
The horny woman was being driven crazy by the sight and the scent of that delectable-looking pussy. Turning her face to the side, wanting to enjoy the preliminaries before that creamy banquet, Mona began to run her tongue up the smooth inner flesh of Brenda's unblemished thigh. She switched across and licked up the other leg. Her nimble tongue slurped juicily.
Mona licked lovingly up the crease where Brenda's thigh joined her torso, moving her flicking tongue parallel with the young girl's flowing cunt slot but not yet making that vital contact. She turned and licked up the other crease, her chin brushing lightly against Brenda's pussy as her face turned. Then Mona arched her neck and ran her wet tongue through the curly jungle of Brenda's golden triangle. Mona's hot tongue rustled through those curls. Saliva matted the blonde hair, and a few frothy ribbons dribbled down into Brenda's open pussy slot. Mona was teasing her daughter by lingering over this tasty foreplay-but she was teasing herself every bit as much, for Mona was as eager to suck Brenda's cunt as Brenda was to be sucked.
"Do it, Mom!" the frenzied sex kitten rasped in desperation. "Tonguefuck my cunt!"
Brenda jerked her groin up with a spasmodic jolt. She reached down and spread her cuntlips open even wider with her fingertips, exposing the darker, inner folds, streaked with fuck cream. Mona gave the girl's cunt bush a last lick, then slid her face down into that hairy pussy and flicked the tip of her tongue against Brenda's frenzied, throbbing clit.
"Oh!" Brenda gasped.
Brenda's clit exploded at the contact, but her mother's hot tongue sparked just as much, as it registered her first taste of pussy. An electric current rushed through Mona's body, sparking in the terminals of her tongue, her nipples and her own clit. Mona's whole body vibrated Mona licked again and the voltage increased transformed and stepped up. Cuntjuice an( saliva, together, were wonderful conductors o the currents of lust, and Mona felt galvanized.
Cupping her own hands under Brenda's ass Mona tilted the girl's crotch tighter, as if it were a goblet she intended to drain. She flashed her tongue against the swollen nugget of Brenda' clit, then began to lick at her unfurled cuntlips Mona, knowing well how she liked to have her own pussy licked, knew just how to lick the girl's pussy, paying attention to the details. She used only her nimble tongue, to begin with, lapping at clit and cuntlips and then slurping right up that soaking, steaming slot. She lapped up the open pussy with long strokes, her tongue flattened as it stirred through the creamy folds. Then she stabbed in and began to tongue fuck the girl's cunthole, shoving in as deep as she could. As her tongue drew out, cuntjuice dripped from the edges and trickled over her panting lips. Then she lashed in again, her tongue churning around inside Brenda's cunt.
Brenda pumped her loins, her ass churning, moving her pelvis in a fucking motion against her mother's questing tongue. Her thighs opened and closed around Mona's buried face.
Mona's mouth opened, her lips peeling back, and she began to suck as well as tongue. She clamped her lips over Brenda's cuntlips, then slurped juicily.
Mona's mouth filled up with cream. She moaned with desire as the stuff washed her tongue and trickled down her gullet. Mona found that she could differentiate between cum and cuntjuice, could distinguish the two different but equally delicious flavors as the mingled fuck creams poured out of Brenda's pussy.
Mona purred, relishing that hairy, creamy, steaming snack and yearning for the thrilling moment when Brenda was at the crest and creaming her mouth.
Twisting the girl's nubile haunches from side to side, her hands cupped under her ass, Mona turned her face around in that drenched pussy, slathering herself with cum and cuntjuice from chin to brow. Mona's mouth filled up, and she gulped the juices down and sucked for more. Mona was driven wild by the joy of cuntsucking, gasping and panting and whimpering as she greedily fed. She could no longer detect any traces of jism as she swallowed and knew that she had already sucked all of Andy's spunk out of that creamy bowl, but by this time Brenda's cum juice was pouring past her lips in a raging torrent. The more she swallowed, the more she wanted. Mona sucked like a glutton, whimpering, ravenous and voracious and insatiable. Cuntjuice escaped her lips and flowed down the girl's grinding crotch. Mona dipped her face down and lapped the overflow up, her tongue sliding into the crack of Brenda's ass to reclaim that precious ribbon that had seeped into that taut slit. She slid back up and buried her face in Brenda's groin again. Mona's lips were clamped over Brenda's cunt like a limpet to a mossy rock, glued there by the sticky past of cuntjuice and slobber. Her blonde head bobbed up and down and tilted from side to side. She was sucking at the hairy portals and tonguing deeply up the tunnel at the same time.
"Coming!" Brenda gasped. "Oh, fuck! I'm coming!"
Her clit flared, so hot it seemed as if it would ignite, and her cunthole melted. Her cum cream poured out, hotter and thicker now that the girl was at the peak. Mona gurgled with the thrill of having a pussy cream on her tongue and lips and she sucked the sweet cream up and gulped it down hungrily.
"Come! Come for me," Mona gasped, the words muffled by Brenda's overflowing twat, her lips stirring through a tide of cuntjuice as they mouthed her desire.
Brenda cried out, almost screaming, as she reached the highest peak, and her loins dissolved with volcanic release. The girl shuddered and sank back along the couch. Her mother continued to suck on her cunt, nursing the last drops out, working off the final waves of the girl's ecstasy. Cum juice drenched Brenda's crotch and Mona began to lap up the overflow, tonguing it from her thighs, her cunt bush, out of the crack of her ass, even licking a few stray drops up from the couch. She clamped her lips back on Brenda's cuntslot and began to milk gently. As her mouth worked on the girl's cunt, Mona looked up at Brenda's happy, smiling face.
"Wanna come again?" Mona whispered, stirring her tongue around in the girl's fuckhole. She had loved that delicious feast so much that she wanted to swallow another cum load without even pausing for breath, her appetite whetted rather than slaked.
Brenda batted her eyelashes and grinned and shook her head. "Yeah," she said. "But I wanna suck you, now, Mom."
Mona gave a little whimper. The thought of having her teenaged daughter's mouth on her steaming pussy was delightful, and yet the cunt-hungry mother was reluctant to stop feeding. With her mouth as horny as her cunt, it was hard to decide which wanton desire she yearned for the most. Cuntsucking was a vicious circle, she realized. Sucking a cunt made a girl's pussy hot and getting sucked made her mouth hungry. But there was a happy solution to that.
"Let's suck each other, now," Mona whispered, her lips just brushing against Brenda's cunt.
"Oooooh-yes!" the naughty nymphette cried, delighted at the prospect of satisfying both ends at once.
Mona was so starved for pussy, despite her recent feast, that she didn't want to take her mouth off that sweet fuckhole even long enough to shift into a new position. She parted her lips and clamped them over Brenda's snatch again, her mouth stuck to that soaking slot like a suction cup to a clogged drain. Holding her face buried between Brenda's smooth thighs, Mona heaved her ass upwards, rising onto her feet. She began to rotate her body around the fixed point of her head, like a compass describing a circle. Her ass and hips swung through a half revolution while her mouth remained stuck on Brenda's cunt.
Brenda lay back, her slender back arched and her face tilted up, eagerly awaiting the promised feast. Her mother came onto the couch, kneeling beside her head. Mona threw one knee across so that she was straddling Brenda's upturned face. Brenda stared up at that hairy, creamy cunt that was poised just above her. Brenda, abandoned to ravenous cunt hunger, moaned and gurgled and craned her neck up toward her mother's crotch. Mona moved her ass and hips sensually, teasing the drooling nymphette. Mona's pussy was wide open and flowing and Brenda was gasping for it.
"Sit on my fucking face, Mom!" she wailed.
Mona began to slowly lower her crotch. Brenda's tongue shot out, lapping frantically away even before they had made contact. Brenda shoved her head up and her tongue hit Mona's slot. They both wailed and jerked. Brenda began to lap away voraciously, delighted to find out that pussy was even more delicious than she had hoped. Cuntjuice ran down Mona's kneeling thighs, and Brenda licked the pearly ribbons up greedily, then jammed her face into Mona's groin. Mona lowered her ass and hips the final inch, settling on her daughter's upturned face and squirming around on that carnal saddle. Brenda discovered, with the very first lick, that cunt lapping needed no practice or training or previous experience, that she knew how to do it instinctively, and she loved it! Brenda's tongue flared up the steaming slot and her lips pulled on the unfurled cuntlips. Cuntjuice seeped into Brenda's mouth in a steady flow. Brenda held her mother around the hips and ground her face into her crotch in a feeding frenzy.
At the other end of the linkage, Mona was sucking with relish on her daughter's pussy, at the same time. Mona didn't know which end felt better, nor did she care. Coupled in the position of inverted love, they could have both at once. They shared the wild thrill that coursed through them both at the same time, an electric current that coursed back and forth in alternating flow. The tingling thrill ran from their tongues to their clits, passing back and forth. Mona hungrily swallowed the cuntjuice out of Brenda's pussy, and, as she gulped, her own cunt fed Brenda an equal mouthful. Mona's blonde head bobbed up and down as her face slid around in Brenda's crotch, and her heart-shaped ass churned as she rode Brenda's eager mouth. Mona was in seventh heaven. Sixty-nining with her sexy daughter was such a thrill that she thought she might faint. If only they could cream at the same time, Mona thought, it would be like sharing the same cum juice, swallowing it and expelling it simultaneously, feeding each other as they feasted!
Like some well-oiled machine, they glided together, giving and getting and sharing. Two industrious tongues slurped juicily and two equally hot cunts squished and foamed, the moist sounds punctuated by heavy panting and gasps of ecstasy. The fragrance of steaming cuntjuice filled the garage. Coupled at both ends, like some mythical creature with two blonde heads, they heaved together. They turned onto their sides, then turned again, so Brenda was on top.
Brenda's trim little ass churned above her mother's face as her own face clamped down on pussy. A thrill shook them both as they neared a mutual crest.
Mona wailed as she realized they were about to cream together. Her tongue flashed and her clit exploded. She gulped down cuntjuice and felt her own cuntjuice pour into Brenda's mouth. The two clung at the crest, slobbering into each other's creaming pussy, sharing a dynamic and prolonged coming.
CHAPTER TEN
In the house next door, Andy Harper was fucking his mother, and had been doing so for some time. When he had first approached the bed, hauling his prick out, his mother had sprawled back in a wanton position, her knees raised and her legs apart and the horny youth had mounted her immediately in the missionary position. He shoved his cock into her and she wrapped her lush thighs around his haunches, and the boy commenced to throw a violent fuck into her. His cock was much more satisfying than the rubber cock she had been using, was just as hard and big and stiff as it was, and-best of all-Anne would have the pleasure of a cuntful of fuckjuice at the conclusion.
She had creamed very soon, herself-but her son had kept right on pounding the prick into her. Anne was surprised. She had expected that a potent teenager would get his rocks off quickly. Of course, she had no idea that her son had already unloaded his scumbags into Mona's mouth and Brenda's cunt only a few minutes before, nor would she have cared, not as long as the lusty lad kept right on plunging into her insatiable fuckhole with those vigorous strokes. Anne was not a woman to pass up this opportunity.
Twisting up from the bed, she drew Andy over and came up on top of him, mounted on his towering prick. Her ass switched from side to side as she rode up and down on his rampant cockmeat. Cuntjuice poured down his throbbing prick as her pussy pulled up to the tip of his cock. She tilted her loins up so that she was rubbing her clit button through every inch of his long cock as she slammed down to the roots, and, wailing with bliss, she melted on his pounding prick again-and still he did not shoot. The potent young lad seemed as unstoppable as the dildo had been his stamina and endurance capable of outlasting the batteries that powered the rubber prick! And still the depraved thrill of feeling his cum squirt up her cunthole remained!
Anne pulled her pussy off his upright prick, twisting around to suck on the cock-knob for a moment, savoring the flavor of her own cuntjuice on the smoking prickmeat. Then she turned onto her hands and knees.
Needing no guidance, Andy knelt behind her ass and began to heave a doggy fuck into her steaming cunt. His fat prick fucked in, dragging up her cunthole. His flat belly slapped against the curve of her trembling ass. His balls, swelling with every stroke yet still refusing to empty themselves, swung between her legs.
Anne was in a state of pure ecstasy, her cunt melting time and again. The horny redhead had always loved a prolonged screwing but had never before had a fuck that lasted long enough to suit her insatiable cunt. Today, having discovered her son's amazing endurance, she was going to make the most of it. Changing positions, Anne felt as if she were getting gangbanged by a multitude of hard, hot cocks, instead of one remorseless prick.
She moved from the bed, drawing Andy after her, deciding to give him a knee trembler next. She placed her firm ass on the windowsill, her legs braced on the floor and the boy stood before her with his steaming, soaking cock looming up. That prickmeat looked so tasty that his mother just had to bend down and mouth his cock. She cupped her fat tits together and Andy fucked through her cleavage, his cockknob nudging into the hollow of her throat as his prick came sliding from between her tits. Her tongue flashed against the flaring slab as it loomed up. But Anne was basically a cunt person, not a mouth person, and after a few minutes of titty fucking she drew back and arched and guided his iron-hard prick into her pussy again.
Andy began to fuck her with gusto, clinging to her hips as she wrapped her legs around him. Her head was against his shoulder, long red hair sweeping over his cheek. As the boy looked past her shoulder, out the window, he noticed an interesting and intriguing thing.
Randy Burroughs was standing in the garage doorway, looking in, a huge bulge in the front of his pants. Andy knew that Brenda and Mona were in that garage and guessed that Randy was playing the voyeur on his mother and sister. But since he was fucking his own mother, Andy could hardly castigate the other boy. He was merely curious. And then he saw Randy grin and reach down to his groin. Just as, a few minutes before, Randy had looked out his window and seen Andy rush from the garage, tucking his prick away, so now did Andy look out and see the other lad haul his formidable cock out and rush into the garage. It was like a film run in reverse. But then young Andy Harper had no time for further speculations, interesting as they were, for at last his balls were ready to blow again, eager to really blow hard again.
Andy's coming was violent, all the more thrilling for having been so long in coming. The boy whimpered and gasped. It felt as if his cum was starting in his asshole and rushing all the way through his churning loins as the hot, thick tide creamed in a mighty geyser into his mother's fuckhole and, shooting spurt after spurt as that horny woman melted on his prick, Andy had time to think of nothing else.
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Brenda was on top, juicily sixty-nining with her mother, as Randy walked up to the couch, his massive prick jutting out like a flagpole. Hearing his footsteps, Brenda raised her head, her mouth dripping, and looked over her shoulder. When she saw her big-pricked brother standing beside her ass, she smiled invitingly.
Mona, with her face buried in Brenda's crotch and her ears muffled by the girl's thighs, was not aware that her son had joined them. She jerked her hips impatiently, wondering why Brenda had stopped sucking her cunt. Brenda, still smiling, lowered those smiling lips back into her mother's pussy and began to suck again.
Randy knelt on the couch behind Brenda's heaving ass and at the top of his mother's blonde head. The boy gripped his prick by the hilt and guided his throbbing prickhead into his sister's crotch. He slipped the tip in and paused, lingering over the joyful anticipation of burying his cock up his sexy sister's fuckhole. He inched the prick-knob into her open cuntlips. At that point, since her mouth was clamped to those cuntlips, Mona became aware that a prick was on the scene.
Mona thought that Andy Harper had returned. She flicked her tongue out and lapped at the dark-veined prick that was throbbing just above her upturned face. She frowned slightly. That cock tasted more like her son's meat than the neighbor's. Puzzled, she licked up and down the thick prickshaft, from knob to scumbags.
Randy was slowly sliding deeper into Brenda's pussy, and his cockshaft ran along his mother's tongue and lips en route to that smoldering fuckhole.
Brenda hiked her ass up higher, eager for her brother to stuff her full. As she did so, her cunt slid away from her mother's mouth with a slurping sound.
Mona stared up at her son, seeing his grinning face beyond the looming bulk of his prick. She blinked in surprise. She had a moment of doubt. Was it right to allow Randy to fuck his sister? Did she have a motherly duty to prevent the incestuous act? Maybe-but she didn't want to! She wanted to watch that huge prick fuck in and out, mere inches from her eyes and from her mouth.
After all, Mona reasoned, Brenda isn't a virgin, since the boy next door already fucked her. And I've already sucked Randy off and had his cock up my asshole, so he has no innocence to lose. And, what the hell-it's all in the family!
Randy inched into Brenda's open cuntlips until most of his cock was bedded, then grunted and slammed the final inches home with a jolt that tilted the girl's ass upwards. As he drew back out, her haunches came down again. He paused with only his cockhead in his sister.
Mona tongued his drenched prick and lapped at his swollen scumbags. Then her son fucked in to the root again, his slimy cock passing through her panting lips.
It was a double treat for Randy. He was getting his cock sucked and fucked at the same time, and he loved it.
And for the girls, it was a triple treat, a thrill beyond their wildest imaginations. Brenda was getting fucked and sucked and, at the same time, was eating out a creamy cunt, and Mona had the three-way joy of sucking cock and cunt at the same time, while her own cunt was being expertly tonguefucked at the other end.
Mona's blonde head turned from side to side, her face glowing with the radiance of lust, as she tongued and sucked and relished cockmeat slathered with cuntjuice and cunt stuffed with cock, all at the same delicious moment. Mona flattened her tongue into a wet pink bridge and let Randy's prick slide over her tastebuds as he fucked into Brenda's cunt. Then, with her son's cock buried balls-deep, Mona slurped at Brenda's cuntlips and clit. She pushed her nimble tongue up inside the girl's fuckhole, alongside Randy's hammering cock. Her son's bloated balls slapped against her cheek as he fucked in. She turned to lick at them, then turned back to her daughter's flooded pussy, gulping the hot juices up.
Randy's thick rod was filling the girl's cunt so full that, as he fucked into her, cunt cream sprayed out, pumped out by his plunger and pouring past Mona's trembling lips and flashing tongue. His mother gulped the sweet nectar down greedily and yearned for the moment when he would shoot his wad, hungry to drink his jism out of Brenda's delicious cunt.
Brenda's trim little ass bucked and heaved as she moved against her energetic brother, shoving her cunthole back to meet his prick as he plowed all the way up her cunt. The girl was going wild under the double stimulation of a thundering cock and a slurping tongue along with the joy of a steaming, soaking mouthful of her own. She ground her pussy on her brother's cock and rubbed it in her mother's face. A spasm shook her nubile loins.
"Yeah!" Mona gurgled, as she felt her daughter's cunt flow get hotter and thicker and felt those steamy cuntlips ripple against her tongue and lips. "Yeah, yeah, cream, Brenda!"
Randy's cockhead passed through those panting lips as he fucked in and Brenda's pussy creamed heavily. The girl trembled as the waves rushed through her. Randy slammed in again and gasped as his balls exploded. His fuckjuice spurted into his sister's melting cunthole, great creamy geysers of the stuff. Cum and cuntjuice ran out of Brenda's cunt, and Mona sucked the sweet fuck sauce up, whimpering with pure ecstasy as she drank the fuck creams of both her children at once.
Randy pumped away, draining his scumbags to the dregs. His prick pulled out, still stiff. Mona slurped his cockhead between her lips and nursed adoringly on the slathered prickmeat, then she fitted her open mouth to her daughter's well-fucked cunthole and began to voraciously suck all the cum fluids from that open, steaming slot.
Brenda finished lapping up the overflow of her mother's coming and raised her juice-slathered face, looking back over her shoulder. When she saw that her brother's prick was still rampant, the girl grinned. Brenda wasn't selfish, and, anyhow, she was looking forward to the same double mouthful her mother had relished.
The girl twisted away, her pussy pulling from Mona's lips with a slurp. Holding Mona by the ass and hips, Brenda turned onto her back and drew the woman on top of her. Then she pulled Mona's cunt down onto her mouth and began to lap merrily away again. Mona buried her head at the other end, eating her daughter's soaking pussy with gusto. Randy shifted around and knelt behind his mother's ass.
Mona felt only a second's hesitation. She had sucked him off and had him up her ass, but she had been careful to avoid the full incest of fucking him. But the lusty lad had already committed incest, having just emptied his cock and balls into his sister's pussy, and Mona reasoned that there was no sense in protecting an innocence that was already gone. And, too, she longed for her son's massive cock, yearned for that sinful cuntful. She hiked her ass up, awaiting his thrust.
Randy fitted his cockhead into his mother's slot and moved his prick up and down, rubbing against his sister's eager lips as the swollen meat slid through Mona's open cuntlips. Then he grasped his mother by the hips and fucked every inch of his prick up her fuckhole. Mona wailed with joy, bucking under her son and grinding on her daughter's face. Randy paused, about to start the fucking rhythm.
That was when John Burroughs, arriving home unexpectedly, walked into the garage.
"What the hell?" he gasped.
His wife and his children all gasped, in turn. Randy stared at his father, with his cock balls deep up his mother. Mona raised her creamy face out of her daughter's crotch and gave the man a baleful look. Brenda gazed out of Mona's crotch. All three trembled violently, dreading the repercussions of this family scene.
