Of all the social institutions which have had to endure change and weather criticism, the family concept is, perhaps, the most pronounc-ed. Subjected to the undermining forces of our modern liberal culture, the family unit has undergone immeasurable challenge.
TWO MOTHERS WITH THE HOTS is the story of how two women and their children adjust to the liberated moral standards of modern American culture. Their method, that of incest, may well be considered unusual or shocking, but is nonetheless successful.
TWO MOTHERS WITH THE HOTS-a novel of fiction for entertainment. A reminder that what is debased and perverted for some may well be normal for others.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Anne Reese got out of bed on a Saturday morning. She looked back in disgust at her snoring husband. It had been so long since she had been fucked. Bill had been so wrapped up in his work at the office, and each night he came home tired. Maybe it was his age. He was twelve years older than Anne.
She took a shower, slipped into a fresh pair of white panties and bra, combed out her long brown hair, threw on her pink robe and walk-ed down the hall. She decided to look in on her son, Billy, Jr, who was called and known as Sonny. She pushed open the door to his room.
The boy was growing, lean, taut, muscular for his age, and he had a fine light-skimmed complexion, a handsome young face, and brown hair like his mother.
"Sonny!" she gasped.
The boy was spread out on the bed nude, his cock was hard, grasped firmly in his hand. He pumped on it wildly.
The boy flushed red in fright and embarrassment and yanked the sheet over his prick. But it pushed up against the light linen like a spike.
Anne had never considered such a situation, but one thing was sure, she had never thought her son could have such a handsome cock. Just the sight of it, the way the lad had been pumping it, sent a shock of passion through her fine body, so lushly covered by the pink robe, her sloping, big tits, the perfect waist that tapered to her lush hips and slim, sleek legs.
"What in the world are you doing?" she admonished.
"Mom, I-"
"You should be ashamed of yourself, Sonny," Anne said.
He pulled the sheet up around his neck, but his cock was still pinned against it, still hard as brick.
Anne eyed it. She walked to the bed, stood over the boy, and pulled the sheet down, once again revealing her naked son, with his cock wavering. Anne guessed his hard-on was a full six or seven inches.
"Just look at this." she said sternly. "Why, Sonny, I'm ashamed of you. What were you doing?"
"Nothing, Mommy," he said.
"You were playing with yourself, weren't you, Sonny?"
The tip of the boy's cock, the red head, was glistening with wet juice, and it trembled.
"I wasn't doing anything," the boy said.
"Don't he to me, Sonny. Show me what you were doing?"
"Aw, I wasn't...."
"Sonny!"
"Well, I was just-"
"Just what?"
The boy grabbed his cock, fisted it, and pumped his hand up and down on it. "This!" he gasped. "I was doing this!" Anne watched in excited fascination as the young lad thumped on his cock. "Do you like to do that, Sonny?"
"Uh, huh!"
"My, my," she whispered, still watching her son jack his prick as she sat down on the edge of the bed. "You should be punished for this, Sonny." She grabbed his wrist and pulled his hot hand off the young cock.
The boy lay there trembling, his cock pulsating, throbbing. It spit out a squirt of thick cream that slid over the saucer-like head and dribbled down the smooth, long stalk.
A shiver of desire rippled through Anne. She clutched the boy's cock in her hand. It was firm, hard, warm, and it throbbed wildly.
"Why is it sticking up like this, Sonny?"
"I don't ... I don't know ... Mommy."
"Yes, you do. You were thinking about sex, weren't you?"
She squeezed his gorgeous cock, then strok-ed her hand up and down on it. "Who were you thinking about, Sonny?"
"No one."
"Who made your cock hard like this?"
"It was...."
"Yes?"
"You, Mommy," the boy blurted. "You!"
"My, my, Sonny. That's very naughty."
"Oh, Mom," the boy gulped.
"What were you thinking about me, Sonny?"
"I was thinkin' "....
"Tell me, Sonny!"
"Thinkin' about you kissin' it, Mom."
Anne slid her hand down the stalk of the boy's cock and gripped it at the base. The head expanded, and she ducked down quickly and puckered her lips to it.
"Ooooh!" the boy yelped. "Ooooof!"
"Like this?" Anne said.
She lifted her lips off his prick and looked up at the boy. His face was grimaced in lines of passion, his mouth hung open as though his breath had caught permanently in his throat.
"Oh, yes, Mom!"
She dipped down again on the lad's squirting cock and sealed her lips on the head of it again. She felt the stalk beat and thump wildly in her hand, the head of it bloated and the boy came. His prick erupted. A torrent of thick cream poured out, splashing into Anne's mouth and all over her thick, sweet lips. Gobs and blobs of cum gushed from the boy's climaxing prick.
"Oh, Mommy," he whimpered. "Oh, oh, it's ... it's...."
"Cuming," Anne whispered. "It's squirting all over, Sonny."
"Oh, Mom," the boy whined as his fizzing cock continued aiming.
Anne jacked his cock wildly, the cream spilling out, rivers of cum cascading down over her pumping hand, drenching her knuckles and her wrist. She couldn't believe the sloshing load the boy was sprinkling all over her face, her hand, the bed, his belly. It was if he had blasted out a bucket of cream.
"Ahhhh," Sonny mumbled.
"Get it, Sonny. Just go ahead, honey, let it cum."
"Oh, God, Mom!"
"Squirt it out for Mommy! That's it, darling, just let it flood like that."
Anne pumped like a madwoman on the boy's bulging prick. Her hand was a fucking blur.
"Oh, Mommy!" he howled.
"Not too loud, Sonny," she warned.
The boy humped his hips off the bed. He grabbed wildly at the sheet with his hands, clutching it. Anne jacked him off until the last drop of cream squished out of the ravished cock.
Sonny lay huffing and puffing as if he'd just run a hard mile and won the race.
"My, my, Sonny," Anne whispered. "You certainly had a load in there."
She removed her hand from the boy's soak-ed cock, her hand dripping with seething hot cream. Anne wiped it off on the robe. She stood up over the spent boy.
"You must not tell anyone about this, Sonny."
"Oh, I won't," he panted.
"It's okay for you to think of me. It's all right for your prick to get hard and for you to want to cum."
She noticed that the boy's prick had not wilted. It continued standing, straight rigid, all cum-soaked.
"Do you think about me like that often?" she asked.
"Oh, yes, Mom."
Anne undid the sash holding the robe. It fell open, revealing her rich, mature body clad only in the white panties and bulging white bra. Sonny gasped at the sight of his beautiful mother in such scanty and sexy attire.
"Do you like this, Sonny?"
"Oh, yes."
"Don't you think of any of those cute girls at school?"
"No."
"Why?"
"They don't have those!" the boy gulped and pointed to Anne's huge tits.
Anne cupped her tits. "You like these, Sonny?"
"Yeah!"
Anne dipped into her bra and lifted the big, blowsy tits out and set them up over the top of the bra.
"Jees!" the boy hissed. Oh, Mom! That's ... oh, that's ... it's ... they're so ... big!"
Sonny grabbed his cock and squeezed it. Anne took the robe off, used it to wipe the thick cream that still clung to her face.
"And that too," Sonny said, his eyes glued to the shaded crotch of Anne's panties, all puff-ed out at the crotch by the rich, thick carpet of cunt curls underneath.
Anne rubbed her hand over her pussy. "This?"
"Yes, it's ... well, there's all that hair...."
"Would you like to see it, Sonny?"
The boy was shaking so badly it was difficult for him to breathe. "Yes, oh, yes, Mom."
Anne slowly peeled her panties down around her thighs and showed her son the thatch of wiry brown curls, the big patch of hair.
The boy gasped. "Oh, it's ... oh, Mommy ... jeez!"
"It's my pussy, Sonny."
"Yes, your pussy."
"Would you like to touch it? Would you like to feel these?" Anne said, cupping her big tits in her hands, squeezing them lewdly together.
The boy trembled. "Yes, I really would!"
"Then get up, come over."
The boy stood up, his cock wavering. A string of cum hung deliciously from the head of his prick.
"Here just go ahead, Sonny, feel them."
The lad reached out and underhanded her big tits. His hands quivered so badly they made Anne's huge titties jiggle excitedly.
"You like 'em?"
"Yes, Mommy. I love 'em, Mom!"
"Kiss 'em for me."
Sonny eagerly, greedily fastened his mouth to the nipple of her right tit, then the left as he kissed and sucked on them.
"That's it, honey, like that," Anne whispered. "Yes, suck them for me. Suck mommy's tits, darling. Yes ... mmmmm. Have you ever felt tits before, Sonny?"
"No," he gasped.
"You like it?"
"Mmmmm, mmm!"
"Wanna feel my pussy now." I: The boy was quick to lift off the big, bulging tits. "Oh, yes!"
She grabbed his wrist and moved his hand to her cunt. "Just go ahead and feel it, like that, yes, rub it like that, mmm, mmmm, that's right."
"It's so wet, Mommy, so soft and warm."
"Stick your finger in it, Sonny." The boy thrust his finger into his mother's dripping-hot cunt.
"Oh, yes, Sonny, like that. You move it in and out now ... that's right honey, yes ... like that ... very good ... Sonny, do you want to finger-fuck me?"
"Oh, yes! Finger-fuck you," the boy panted. Anne reached down and clutched the boy's wildly beating prick. She got a good solid hold on it and pumped it underhanded. "You like that, Sonny?"
"Yes!"
"Would you like to put your prick in my pussy, Sonny?"
The boy nearly fainted. "Oh, jeez...." he mumbled. "Can I? May I, really, Mom?"
"Yes, yes, but first you may kiss my pussy."
"Oh, really?" he gasped.
"Yes, that's how you get it good and ready, Sonny. Kiss my pussy for me."
The boy dipped to his knees and fastened his young face to Anne's wet pussy. He kissed it lovingly, longingly.
"That's it, Sonny. Yes, like that. Now wiggle your tongue around on it. Oh, yes, just like that, Sonny. That's nice. That makes mommy feel good.
The boy licked Anne's cunt.
"Yeah, honey. That's the way to do it. Get it good and ready so you can stick your cock in it and fuck me."
She could hear the muffled gasp Sonny made when she mentioned the word fuck. He gobbled at her cunt frantically, as if he were licking the chocolate frosting out of a bowl.
"Sonny!" she panted. "Yes, eat mommy's pussy. That's right, darling. Now you're really doin' it right. Yes, yes, yes!"
Anne spread her legs. The panties pulled tightly into a thin line of white on her thighs. Sonny reached behind her and softly gripped her beautiful ass. She rolled her hips at his gaping mouth, his lapping wet tongue. The boy slobbered at her cunt, smacked and snacked on the big pussy, his young handsome face buried in the cunny curls. Anne was seized by a delicious tingle of pleasure that suddenly ripped through her.
"Oh, Sonny!" she moaned. "Sonny, Sonny, Sonny!"
She came, shuddering into a climax that gripped her to the core. Her entire body quivered as the young boy sucked her cunt.
"Whew," Anne finally breathed hotly. "That's the way to do it, Sonny. Now get up."
The boy stood. His cock wavered, wiggled, stood out like iron. Anne grasped it. She had never had a cock so hard in her hand before. She couldn't believe how rigid, how hot the lad's prick really was. She loved it. She squeezed it, bent over at the waist and sucked the bubbling head into her mouth.
"Aha," Sonny gulped.
Anne sucked on it, her head moving beautifully in and out, her thick lips sealed around the thumping cock. It was so hard in her mouth and it excited her beyond belief to be sucking on it.
She could tell the boy was going to cum if she continued. She lifted off the cock, pulled the nude boy to her, cupped his chin in her hands and kissed him hotly. Her cum-drenched lips mashed to the young boy's. She pressed against him, feeling the thumping of his prick against her body.
The lad was gasping for breath when she broke off the wild kiss. He was panting uncontrollably.
"Like that, Sonny?"
"Yes, Mommy."
"Now do you want to put your prick in my pussy?"
The boy gulped. "Oh, yes! I want to!"
Anne slipped out of her panties and took off her bra. The boy was shaking with passion as he watched his pretty mother become naked. She walked to the bed and lay back on the white sheet.
"Now, you come over here and get on top of me, Sonny," she instructed.
Sonny crawled up on the bed, Anne spread her legs to receive him as he lowered over her.
She clutched at that iron-hard cock, got it in her hand as he came down on top of her and jammed it flush into her pussy.
"Sonny," Anne sighed.
Anne marveled at her son's big hard-on. It was like a fire in her pussy. So round and so damn hard. She'd never had such a hard cock before.
"Oh, Mom. I ... my ... oh ... my cock's in ... oh...."
"It's in my cunt, Sonny. Now fuck me. Start moving up and down on top of me."
Sonny pumped. "Mom!"
"Yeah, that's it, darling, move up and down. Good. Oh, yeah? Bounce up and down like that. I like the way your cute little ass is humping and pumping. Oh, yeah! Just like that, Sonny."
"We're fucking...." he mumbled.
"Yes, fucking, Sonny! Do you like it?"
"Oh, boy, Mom, it's ... oh, it's ... oh...." Sonny couldn't get the words out he was so excited and turned on by his mother.
"Have you thought about fucking me?"
"Oh, yes, Mom. I have. I have. I've thought about fucking you, doing this with you."
Sonny was bucking up and down on his mom, stabbing her with his young, virgin cock, hammering it into Anne's seeping overwhelmed pussy.
"Oh, Sonny, fuck mommy!" she sighed. "Yes ... yes...."
"Fuck mommy good, Sonny. Don't stop. Fuck my pussy and fuck it till your big hard prick squirts off again. Just let it squirt!"
"Mommy, this is so good. It feels so good!"
"I know it does, Sonny. Fucking is good. It's the very best. Come on, like that! Yes, honeypie, like that, fuck mommy like that. Fuck me!" she breathed hotly in his ear.
Anne lifted her legs and scissored them around Sonny, encircled him in her passion.
"Don't stop now, Sonny! Pour it on! Faster, sweetie, faster! Fuck mommy real fast!"
The boy pumped and humped, his ass piledriving his hard cock into Anne's pussy, jamming it all the way up to his balls. With each wild stroke his balls banged up against her fine ass with a sweet thud.
"Your balls are slapping my ass," she gurgled.
"And my prick's in your pussy, Mommy."
"Yes, sugar, your prick is in my pussy. That's where it should be."
"Oh, Mom!" the boy whimpered. "Jeez, Mom, we're fucking!"
"Uh, huh, we are really fuckin', Sonny!"
"I love fuckin' you, Mommy."
"I love you too, Sonny. And I love havin' you fuck me."
He was panting without control. Anne felt his cock give, felt it get even harder, felt it bloat. Then Sonny climaxed as the thumping prick splashed out another slithering load of cream. It spilled into her pussy in hot waves.
"Mom!" he gasped. "Oh, Mommy!"
She shivered with the piercing seizure of her climax, the spurting cock, the humping hot boy on top of her.
Their bodies made a sweet sound of boiling passion as they slapped together at the apex of their tumultous climax.
"Darling," she sighed. "Keep cuming! Keep fuckin' me! It feels so damn good, Sonny. Don't you dare stop fuckin' me!"
The boy pumped it to her, his cock showering her pussy with spray after spray of slick cum. He finally collapsed on top of her, his body heaving and shaking.
"Fuckin' is good, isn't it?" Anne whispered.
"Oh, it is, it is."
Anne lay beneath him, tingling from her vibrant climax. She pulled his head over and down on her, kissed him sweetly, tenderly, slipping her tongue deep into his mouth as her hands roamed the smooth curve of his tight ass.
"Can we do it again?" Sonny blurted after the flaming hot kiss.
Anne was amazed. She'd never had a man fuck her like this, flood out his load, then ask to do it again immediately. She loved it! This is what she had been needing. Some good fucking.
"I don't know, Sonny. Maybe I should get downstairs and fix breakfast."
"No one's up yet," he said.
"You are," she smiled. "You're up, Sonny. Your prick is still up on a hard. I love it that way."
He started a slow fucking movement on top of her again. His cock, raw and slippery with cream, sloshed in and out of Anne's sopping pussy.
"Sonny, you're fucking' me again, aren't you?"
"Yes."
"You little darling. You sweet thing. You handsome sweetie," Anne whimpered as the boy sawed his cock in and out of her pussy.
His cock seemed harder now. It absolutely fascinated her that the boy could keep it up so hard and so long.
"Let me have it, Sonny. Go on, slip it in and out like that, go on, fuck me again. Fuck me again!"
"I love you, Mommy," he sobbed.
"And I love you, Sonny. I love the way you fuck me." She rolled her hips off the bed, thrust them up against the hammering hard-on. "You like it when I do that, honey?"
"Oh, yes, Mom."
"Yes, sweetie, it is ... ah, oh, yes, like that, baby, oh. Sonny, just like that, keep it like that. Fuck me like that, darling! Oh, Sonny, baby?"
"It's like nothing else,-Mom!"
"That's right, sweetheart. There's nothin' like a good hot fuck. Just like we're doin' right now, just like we're doin' it. Fuck me, you little bastard! Come on, swing it in and out like that. Fuck, fuck, fuck, mommy!"
"Ahh," the boy slobbered.
"Now faster, honey! Faster, do it fast. Do it fast. Yeah, oh, wow! Yeah, like that, Sonny."
Seeing the boy fucking filled Anne with a thrilling excitement. Then it happened again. His cock exploded and poured another slurping load into her cunt.
"Oh, Sonny!" she gasped.
"Mom! It's squirting again, Mom!"
"Let it squirt, let it squirt in mommy's pussy. Just let it all cum out, darling. Oh, yeah! Shit!" Anne moaned in a low, throaty whisper. "Shit, Sonny. I'm gonna fuck off and cum, too. Again! Here I cum, Sonny. Now! Goddamn, Sonny!"
"Oh, Mommy!"
"Fuck it now! Come on! Oh, shit! Yeah! Fuck it baby! Fuck it! Keep fuckin' it!"
"Mommy...."
Sweet ecstasy gripped her as she wound her hips off the bed to meet the wild fucking of her son.
"Oh, Jesus!" she gasped. "Oh, Sonny. I'm aiming!"
"Aha, ah, uh, uh, oooh," the boy stammered.
"You sweet little bastard! You sweet, sweet little bastard," she blabbered. "You fuckin' sweet thing!"
Anne gulped and floated into a rippling climax. One after the other ribboned through her beautiful body, her tits, big, huge, splayed cunt, her ass bucking off the bed at the stabbing cock, as she came.
CHAPTER TWO
"Oh, Mommy, do you have to go?" Sonny asked as Anne sat on the edge of his bed.
Anne tingled all over from the sweet fucking she had just experienced-the heat of passion, Sonny's blistering hot, hard cock.
"I better go downstairs, Sonny. Sally and Danny will be up soon."
Sally was Anne's pretty teenaged daughter, a dream copy of her beautiful mother. Danny was the youngest of the three children.
"Can I just feel your titties one more time, Mom?" Sonny asked.
"Go ahead, feel them."
Sonny reached out and took the pendulous globes in his hands, held them, fingered them, squeezed them. He was sitting on the edge of the bed with his mother.
"You like it, don't you?" Anne whispered.
"Yes," he mumbled.
Anne looked down to see Sonny's prick rising again, it curled and lifted to another stiff erection. She reached out, grabbed it, fisted the hardness.
"Doesn't it ever go down?"
"Not when I'm around you, Mom."
"I'm very flattered, Sonny," she said, and pumped her hand on the rigid prick. It was another splendid hard-on and it made Anne hot again.
"Stick your finger in my pussy, Sonny," she commanded.
He did so, slicked it in and began fingering her oozing slit. "Can we ... can we fuck again, Mom?" She smiled. "Oh, Sonny, my sweetie, you really like fucking me, don't you?"
"That's all I wanna do," he mumbled, his finger still plugged into Anne's dripping pussy.
"We don't have time."
"Please just let me put it in for a minute, Mom."
Anne stood up, disconnecting her pussy from his fucking finger.
"Well, okay, you can put it in for a minute," she said, and straddled the young boy as he sat on the bed. She fisted his cock up to her pussy and cork-screwed her ass down on it, took it in up to the hilt.
"Oh, shit, Sonny! It's so hard again!"
Anne began a slow roll and fuck on the boy's hard cock. She undulated her beautiful ass around and around, fucking up and down on the bed.
"Just fuck for a minute, that's all, Sonny."
"Yes, just fuck a minute, Mommy."
"Oh, honey. It's good in there," she whispered, then leaned in and offered her big tits to the boy, who sucked the nipples, licked at them as Anne fucked him.
Anne's pussy was raw from so much fucking. She hadn't had any for so long. She felt that throbbing hardness in her, like a pillar of marble, and she bounced up and down on it, her long brown hair slapping her shoulders as she bucked on her son.
"Sonny!" she gasped when she realized that she was going to cum again. "Oh, Sonny!"
* * *
Anne fixed a big breakfast for her family. Bill was scheduled for a Saturday round of golf. Sally planned to go to the mall and Danny was going to stay at home. She didn't know what Sonny's plans were.
After breakfast when the family left the kitchen, Sonny remained. He got up from the table, and Anne saw the bulge in his jeans.
"Sonny," she smiled. "You must be careful with that thing getting hard all the time."
She stood in a tight white sweater, a short black skirt, nylons, black heels.
"I can't help it, Mom. It gets that way just looking at you."
"Well, you must be careful around the others."
"I will, I promise."
"I have to go shopping. I'm meeting Brenda Hart in a couple hours to go downtown. Why don't you go over and spend the day with her son?"
"Mike? Okay."
"Wanna ride over? Then I can pick you up after shopping and we can come back home."
"Okay."
Sonny went up to his room and Anne finish-ed cleaning up, putting the dishes in the washer and preparing for her shopping trip with Brenda Hart, her best friend. Brenda was married to John Hart. They were the ame age and had much in common. Brenda and John had two children, Mike and his petite short, cute older sister, Lisa.
Anne went upstairs to get Sonny, and she found him on the bed in his room stroking his hard cock.
"Sonny!" she admonished.
"I'm thinking of you, Mom."
"That's good, Sonny, but we have to go."
Anne was excited by the sight of the lad lying there playing with his splendid cock again.
"Put it away now, Sonny, and let's go."
"Can't we do it again, Mom?"
"How many times do you want to fuck me today, Sonny?"
"As many as ... well ... a lot."
Anne smiled and sat down on the bed beside him. She removed his hot hand and took Sonny's cock in her own hand. She bent over and suckd the purple-red prickhead into her mouth.
"God, Mommy!" Sonny howled. "Oh, oh, ahhh!"
He sucked in his breath in short, hot gulps. He reached out and grabbed Anne's tits through her white sweater. Anne took his cock out of her mouth and licked her tongue over the creamy head.
"Now put it away, honey, I'm already late," she said.
* * *
They drove to the Hart residence in the station wagon and pulled in the drive.
Brenda Hart was a thirty-seven-year-old blonde. She had won many beauty contests in her younger days and she had managed to keep her trim body firm. Her blonde hair was swept back, pulled slick to her head, then tied into a fall that hung down past her shoulders.
She was wearing a yellow dress that fitted her tightly around the waist and top, then flared out in pleats from the waist to the hem which fell just above her knees. She wore white high heels and nylons.
"Hi!" she said. "Mike went down to the store. He should be back in a while, if you don't mind waiting."
"That's fine," Anne said.
Anne and Sonny went in the living room and sat down. Anne and Sonny on the couch and Brenda sat in a chair across from them. The first thing she noticed was the hard-on that spiked Sonny's jeans.
Anne noticed the situation immediately. Sonny blushed and tried to cover his hard-on with his hands. Brenda smiled, as if amused, but fascinated with what was happening.
"Sonny is just coming into his own sexually, Brenda," Anne said. "The pun is intended."
"I can see that," Brenda said.
"I apologize for him," Anne said.
"That's okay, I understand."
A wet spot had appeared at the crotch of Sonny's jeans. These two gorgeous women, both so sexy, both so fine, had him excited and boiling!
Brenda saw the cum seeping through the boy's jeans. "Maybe he should go take care of that problem."
Anne looked down and also saw the big blotch of wetness. "Good grief, Sonny!" she exclaimed. "Oh, Sonny, what am I gonna do with you?"
The boy was trembling. The wet spot enlarg-ed to the size of a silver dollar.
"Is he...." Brenda gasped.
"Sonny? Are you doing it in your pants?"
"Oh, my!" Brenda shuddered.
"I'm sorry, Brenda," Anne said, reaching over and unzipping Sonny's jeans. "At least let's get it out if you're going to...."
She pulled the boy's cock out of the fly, the splendid stalk bulging, the head creamy white with juice.
"God!" Brenda gasped as the lad's prick poured out a load of cream onto her carpet.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, Brenda," Anne said.
Brenda breathed hotly. "He's ... he's...."
"I know, he's coming!" Anne said.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Sonny mumbled as his prick spurted out its teenaged load.
"He's really hard," Brenda said.
"He's always hard," Anne sighed.
Sonny's cock finally spit out the last dribble of cum to the dark green carpet. "Oh, Mommy, I wanna fuck!" the boy yelped.
"Now, Sonny," Anne admonished.
"Oh, please, Mom!"
"Sonny, please behave yourself."
"Look at that thing," Brenda gasped. "It's not going down. He just came all over my carpet and his prick is still big and hard!"
"I know," Anne said. "He's got unusual stamina. In fact, he's a walking hard-on."
"Well how do you handle that ... er ... I mean ... what do you do about that?" Brenda asked.
"This!" Anne said, then leaned over and ducked down on Sonny's stiff cock and sucked it.
"Oh, Jesus Christ!" Brenda cried.
"Mommy," Sonny sighed.
Anne lifted off his cock. "Why don't you take care of it for him, Brenda?" Anne suggested, fisting the hard-on and moving it around like a gear shift.
"Me?" Brenda gulped.
"Yes! You want to?"
"I don't know, Anne ... I mean...."
"Go over to Brenda, Sonny. Show her how hard your cock is."
The boy got up and walked to Brenda. He stood in front of her, his thumping cock pointing right at her face.
"Good God!" Brenda whispered. "I don't know. I mean ... it's so hard."
She reached out and clasped Sonny's cock. He sighed deeply when her hand clamped it.
"Oh, Mrs. Hart," he panted.
Anne got up off the couch and walked to the chair. Brenda slid out on the edge of the chair, leaned forward, and puckered her lips on the head of Sonny's cock.
"Oh, Mommy, she's ... she's...."
"She's sucking your prick, Sonny."
"I wanna fuck her," the lad moaned.
"Oh, God! This is unbelievable," Brenda said, as she pulled back off the cock, still holding it tightly in her hand.
"Do you want to fuck him?" Anne asked.
"Do you think I should, Anne?"
"Yes. Fuck him, Brenda."
"Oh, this is ... oh, well ... I mean ... do you want to fuck me, Sonny?"
"Oh, yes, Mrs. Hart!"
"Get down on your knees in front of her, Sonny, and push her dress up."
Sonny obeyed his mother. He knelt down and lifted Brenda's yellow dress over her waist, revealing a thin pair of pink panties. He gasped at the sight of her beautiful pussy puffed out under the thin nylon.
Brenda leaned back in the chair and spread her finne legs, encased in dark nylons gartered to a shiny black garter-belt. She slid down farther in the chair as Sonny moved in between her legs on his knees.
"Tell him what to do, Brenda. You have to instruct him on what you want."
"Oh, this is ... Jesus ... kiss my panties, Sonny," she gulped.
Sonny bent over and placed his mouth on the crotch of her pink panties. He licked her crotch through the panties. He sucked and kissed as Brenda lifted her ass off the chair and offered her cunt to the young lad.
"Now, take my panties off," Brenda said.
Sonny peeled the pink panties down her legs and left them on the floor around one of her high heels. He whimpered at the sight of her beautiful blonde pussy. His cock thumped.
"Tell him what to do," Anne said.
"God, I'm so hot!" Brenda exclaimed.
"Kiss her cunt, Sonny," Anne said.
Sonny bent over again and pasted his mouth to Brenda's pussy.
"Oh, Jesus, come on! Not really! Oh, sheez!
He's on it! He's on it!" Brenda cried.
"Suck her, Sonny!" Anne cried.
The boy was a wild pervert. His head swung from side to side as he munched Brenda's delicious pussy.
"I want him to fuck me!" Brenda yelled.
"Fuck her, Sonny," Anne commanded.
She pulled her little skirt up around her waist and dipped her hand hotly into her panties, twirling her finger into her excited pussy.
Sonny moved in on his knees, his cock leveling at Brenda's cunt. She reached down and grabbed it, pulled it to her. The head of his prick slipped into her pussy.
"Oh, shit!" she cried.
"Yeah!" Anne said.
"Oh, oh, Mrs. Hart!" Sonny wailed.
"Fuck her, Sonny!" Anne yelped.
"God, yes! Fuck me, Sonny!" Brenda shouted. "Fuck me now! Goddamn, fuck me!"
Sonny pumped his ass and fucked his hard cock into Brenda's sticky cunt. He pumped frantically. His cock pushed, rammed, smash-ed, drubbed her pussy.
Brenda threw her head back against the chair, spread her legs wider, and lifted her hips. "Oh, I can't believe this. Oh, Anne . ... your son is ... Sonny is...."
"Fucking you!" Anne howled.
Sonny pumped his young prick into the older woman. She squirmed and wiggled in the chair, excited, enthralled by the hard young cock in her pussy.
"Oh, my God! This is really a hot fuck," Brenda gulped. "Mommy, I like fucking Mrs. Hart!"
"Good," Anne said.
"You two have fucked before, haven't you?" Brenda asked, her eyes closed, her face a mask of pleasure, the passion wrinkles crinkled her beautiful forehead.
"Yes, we've fucked. We've fucked. Tell her we've fucked, Sonny."
"I fucked, Mommy, Mrs. Hart," Sonny moaned.
"Oh, you two!" Brenda burbled.
"Mrs. Hart. I'm gonna squirt in you!"
"Oh, shit! Oh, Sonny! Go ahead. Squirt in me, you young fucker!"
She felt the boy's cock heave a thick load of goop into her pussy.
"Oh, my God! Oh, this is ... oh, jam me! Stuff me! Oh, Sonny, let it cum! Oh, Anne! I'm cuming!" Brenda screamed.
"Give me cock. Give me that hard ... oh it's so hard ... oh, let it cum ... fuck me, fuck me! Come on, goddamnit! Come on! Fuck me! Oh, fuck my pussy with it!" Brenda groaned, lost in the heated passion of the fucking action.
"Ooooh," the boy sighed.
"I'm off ... I'm gettin' off!" Brenda screamed.
Sonny finally humped over and collapsed on top of her, their bodies heaving snd flowing together. Anne reached the top of her fingerfuck and shivered into a beautiful climax with them.
CHAPTER THREE
Sonny was still on his knees, his cock still in Mrs. Hart, his jeans in a pile around his knees. Anne stood over them, her hand still in her pants.
Suddenly the door banged open and Brenda's son, Mike, rushed in. He stopped quickly.
"Mom!" he gasped. "What ... what's ... what are you doing?"
Brenda was still splayed out on the chair, her arms hung over the arm rests, her legs spread lewdly. Sonny, still on his knees in front of her, was already sliding his cock into her, sawing it in and out slowly.
"Sonny!" Mike gaped. "What ... what's going on?"
"Oh, God!" Anne said.
"Mom?" Mike stuttered.
"Mikey," his mom whispered. "I ... we...."
"They're fucking, Mike," Anne said.
The young boy looked at Anne, his eyes eagerly looking at the beautiful woman standing with her skirt around her waist. Then he look-ed at his pretty mom sitting on the chair. His mouth hung open as he gaped at the scene before him. Sonny fucked his cock in and out of Brenda.
"Here," Anne said, walking to the youngster and standing close to him. "What's that down there in your pants?"
"Mom?" Mike said.
He looked at his mom, then back to Anne, his eyes greedily beamed on the woman's fabulous tits.
"You like 'em?" Anne said. "You like my tits?" She pulled her sweater up over her bra.
"Go ahead, play with them."
"Mom?"
"Yes, do it, Mikey. Play with Anne's tits."
Mike reached for them, grasped them, gasped, squeezed the big tits. Anne slipped her hand to his crotch and rubbed her palm on the bulging hard-on that continued rising.
As Brenda lifted her ass off the edge of the chair to meet Sonny's drubbing cock, she watch-ed Anne unzip Mike's fly, reach in, and pull out his prick.
Beth women gasped at the size of the lad's cock. Anne mumbled as she wrapped her fingers around the stalk of Mike's prick. It was long and as hard as steel. Anne figured it at a hot, seven inches.
Anne dipped to her knees and kissed the virgin prick.
"Ooooh!" the boy moaned.
Brenda's eyes darted from Sonny's cock as it slugged in and out of her pussy to Anne's sucking lips sealed around her son's prick. She saw the beautiful look of desire on Mike's face. Her eyes met his.
"Go ahead, Mikey, just enjoy it."
"She's...." the boy bubbled.
"Yes, I know she is," his mother replied.
"Jeez!" Mike gasped.
Anne sucked savagely on Mike's pulsating prick. She suddenly snapped her head back as it erupted and splashed out a thick load of cream. The juice splattered against Anne's cheeks. She opened her mouth and went back down on the squirting prick, taking it in deep and sucking it again.
Mike squealed with delight. "Oh, boy?" he cried. "Oh, boy!"
Anne had a beautiful lip-lock on the boy's cock. She reached up and unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down, he wore no shorts and she cupped his balls in the palm of one hand while her other hand gripped his cock, levering it at her gulping mouth.
"Jesus, this is unbelievable," Brenda burbled, as she rocked her hips off the chair, thrusting her sucking pussy at Sonny's hard cock.
"Oh, Mom," Mike called.
"Let her suck you, Son," Brenda sighed.
"It feels so good!" Mike yelped.
"I'm gonna cum again," Sonny said.
"Oh, do it!" Brenda parted. "Do it, Sonny! Fuck me!"
Anne was bobbing on Mike's cock, her sizzling lips sliding on the slick cockstalk. She felt the rush of cream, the spattering spume of cream splashing into her mouth.
"Mom ... oh, Mrs. Reese! Mrs. Reese!" Mike gasped.
Anne gulped his load, swallowed the steaming cum.
"I'm cuming!" Brenda wailed. "Jesus! I'm cumin' again!"
Sonny bulldozed his teen cock into her pussy. He jabbed it at her in quick rabbit pumps.
"Mrs. Hart," he mumbled. "Oh, Mrs. Hart!"
Brenda was in a dizzy twirl as Sonny's cock spilled a wave of juice in her cunt. She could feel the heat of his piping-hot cock, the bulge of the stalk, the bloated head exploding inside her.
"Fuck it!" Brenda cried.
Anne pulled off Mike's dripping prick. "Whew," she panted. "He really blew off a load, Brenda."
Sonny had collapsed over on Brenda again after his shuddering climax. She ws patting his head, tousling his hair as she tingled in the afterglow of their wild fuck.
Mike was gasping, panting for breath. Goose bumps ripped up his legs and arms as Anne lick-ed the last dribble of cum from the head of his prick.
Sonny pulled back and started fucking Brenda again.
"My God, this kid's prick is hard again!" Brenda shrieked.
The boy simply smiled and sawed his young cock against the lips of Brenda's cunt.
"Sonny, now you take that thing out of Mrs. Hart," Anne said.
"I-I wanna fuck her," Sonny stammered.
"No, now, you take it out and let Mike do it.'?
Mike's eyes widened at the mention of his fucking his mom. His cock lifted in response. Sonny kept fucking Brenda.
"You want to do it, don't you, Mike?"
"Yeah!" the boy whispered.
"Oh, Mike," his mother sighed.
"Sonny, take your prick out right now!" Anne commanded.
Sonny backed off and his cock slipped out of Brenda's slurping pussy.
"Come here, Mikie," Brenda called sweetly.
Her son walked over to the chair.
"You want to fuck me, Mikey?"
"I sure do."
"Well, kneel down between my legs ... that's it ... right there ... now ... oh ... God!" she reached down and clasped the child's cock, feeling the hard throbbing and directing it to her eager cunt.
"Looks good," Anne said. She felt a sticky slickness on her ass. Sonny had snuck up behind her and slipped his cock between the cheeks of her hot ass, leaning it in like a hot weenie in a bun.
"Sonny!" she gasped.
"Now move it in and out, Mike," Brenda instructed. "Yes, that's it, that's the way you do it ... just like that!"
"He's cockin' you, Brenda," Anne gasped.
"Oh, God. Don't I know it!" Brenda howl-ed. "Fuck me! Fuck your mother!"
Anne stood only a few feet away from the fucking couple. Sonny's cock slipped between her thighs. She caught the head in her palm and lifted it back against the slit of her cunt.
"Shit, this is good!" she groaned.
Sonny's prick was hard as steel as usual. Anne couldn't believe how he kept it up all the time. It thrilled her, delighted her. She only wished her husband could pleasure her like her hot, young son.
Mike was bucking his ass, ramming his prick into Brenda's pussy.
"I'm just gettin' the shit fucked outa me today!" Brenda sobbed.
"Oh, Mom ... this is ... this is so good," Mike whimpered.
Anne bent over and put her hands on her knees, she spread her legs, offering her ass up to Sonny and slipping his cock into her pussy.
"Oh, God! Sonny's fuckin' you, isn't he?" Brenda whined.
"Damn right. He's got the hardest cock in the world and he's fuckin' me with it. Fuck me, Sonny!" Anne yelled.
"Oh Mommy!" Sonny yipped.
"Fuck me!" Brenda wept, lost in a searing passion as her son's hot young cock scorched her pussy. "Yeah, fuck it in. Fuck it in, baby!"
"Goddamn!" Anne hollered. "Oh, Goddamn! I'm gonna ... Sonny's gonna make me cum again! Do you know that, Sonny? You're gonna make mom cum again with that hard prick of yours. You're gonna make me quiver all over!"
Anne shivered as though she were a dog shaking off a coat of rain. "Oh, hot shit!" she yelled. "Oh, hot shit, fuck!"
Sonny grabbed her waist, pushed down on it, as he drubbed his cock in from behind.
Brenda was working her hips, her ass off the chair at Mike's cock. The boy had his head thrown back, his mouth open, as he fucked in and out of his mother.
"Now, Mike.'Now! Let's cum now!"
"Oh, Mom," the boy breathed hotly, releasing his load. It splashed into Brenda's smoldering pussy.
"Yeah, that's it! Fuck it off, Mike!"
"Mommy!" Sonny yelped, and jerked, buck-ed, as his cock spit out a sizzling spew of cum into Anne.
"Sonny!"
"Oh, Mom!"
The four fuckers shuddered into a frothing, flaming climax.
"I guess we won't go shopping today," Brenda sighed.
CHAPTER FOUR
The following Monday morning Anne fixed breakfast for the family. Bob came down first and pulled up a chair.
"I'll have to be leaving tonight. I just got a call from the boss. I have a meeting in New Orleans tomorrow," he said.
"How long will you be gone?" Anne asked.
"Looks like three or four days."
The rest of the family, Sonny, Danny and Sally came into the kitchen and took their places.
After breakfast Anne bid goodbye to Bob, telling him she'd miss him. Then she made sure the children were all set for school. After everyone had left, she relaxed over a fresh cup of coffee.
Anne enjoyed the solitude and lounged around the house most of the day in a soft satin white robe, under which she wore a snug-fitting pair of pink panties and a pink bra that barely contained her huge tits.
She was amazed when Sonny returned from school with another hard-on. He walked in and ambled over to where his mom sat, reading on the couch. Anne saw the hard-on in his jeans immediately.
"Good grief, Sonny! Not again."
The boy smiled sheepishly and stood over her. Anne put the magazine aside and slid out to the edge of the couch, her robe opening down the front. She unzipped Sonny's jeans, reached in and pulled his prick out.
"It's been hard all day, Mom," he said.
"Shame on you, Sonny," his mother teased.
She gripped the stiff cock. She inspected it, then planted a warm, wet kiss on its thumping head.
"I like that, Mommy," Sonny panted.
"I know you do, honey."
She stood up and took the lad in her arms, pressed him to her and kissed him lovingly. Sonny's hand slipped between their bodies and his fingers probed the soft crotch of her panties.
"Can I put my finger in it?" he mumbled.
Anne backed off a little and Sonny dipped his hand into her pants and plugged his finger into her already sticky cunt.
"Oh, Mom!" Sonny sighed.
Anne clasped his cock. "You sweet darling," she murmured. "Finger-fuck me."
"You make me hot, Mom."
"That's good."
She unbuttoned his jeans and took them off, along with the boy's shorts. Soon he stood nude, except for a white T-shirt.
"Now, take my panties off, Sonny," she said.
His shaking hands worked the pink undies down her fine legs, and Anne stepped out of them.
"Now, do my bra."
Sonny struggled with the snap but finally got it, unleashing her big tits. They splashed down and out. Sonny grabbed them and fondled them heatedly.
"Okay, Sonny. Let's fuck!" Anne whispered.
She pulled him down on the thick carpet and spread her legs. Her son lowered himself over her. Anne clutched his cock and directed it to her bushy pussy.
"God, it feels good in there, Mom!" Sonny gasped.
"Come on, just give me a good hot fuck, Sonny," she sighed.
Sonny's cute ass pumped up and down as his cock slammed in and out of Anne's hungry cunt.
"Make it fast, Sonny, before Danny and Sally come home."
"Yes, yeah, fast."
"Fuck it faster, baby. Yeah, just like that. Oh, God! Your balls are banging up against my ass! Sonny! You're doin' good! Faster, baby! Faster now. Fuck it! Fuck it!"
Their bodies slapped at each other as Sonny jack-hammered Anne's pussy, stuffing it full of his hard cock, fucking her like a machine.
"Mom, here I cum!" Sonny shouted.
"Yeah! I can feel it cum! I can feel the juice, Sonny! Oh, shit! Shit! Shit!"
"Ooooo," Sonny moaned.
Anne zipped into a beautiful, passionate climax that fluttered through her body, bringing an intense physical release. She tingled all over as she came with her son.
* * *
Sonny went to his room after the hot fuck and Anne went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Sally got home a short time later and came out to the kitchen to get a Coke.
She was a lovely young girl, a high school favorite. Her beauty favored her mom. She had matured early, her body ripe, thin, tight, her ass a sculptor's dream. A pair of teen tits were blooming, round, very pointed, and they push-ed at the little white sweater she wore with the short blue mini-skirt. She wore white knee sox and blue-and-white saddle shoes.
"Hi Mom!" she said.
"Danny had to stay for baseball practice. He won't be home until after supper."
Sally went to her room and Anne put a casserole in the oven, fixed a salad, then decided to go upstairs and take a shower before dinner.
She opened the door to the ballroom and found Sonny sitting on the toilet jacking off.
"Sonny, what are you doing?"
"Oh, Mom, I'm just playing with my prick."
"God, look at it. It's harder than it's ever been!"
She stripped her panties down, shook off the robe, and straddled the boy on the toilet. She corkscrewed her ass down on his hard cock. She slipped her arms around his neck as she fucked him. She took him deep within her, her ass banging up and down on top of him, his cock spiking up into her pussy.
It seemed that she had no more sat down on her son's cock when it was erupting another load.
"Goddamn, Sonny!" she whispered. "You're cumin' again!"
"Mommy!" he cried.
"Not too loud!" she admonished.
It was quick and swift as Sonny's body stiffened up off the toilet, thrusting his cock into Anne as he came. Anne was breathing heavily as she lifted off his drooling prick. It was still hard.
"I don't know what to do about you, Sonny," she said. "Doesn't your cock ever go down?"
"No, Mom. Just looking at you makes it hard. You're so pretty...."
"You sweet thing," Anne said.
She leaned over Sonny, who sat on the toilet. She licked the thick strings of cum from his hard cock, twirling her tongue over his prick tip.
"Now," she said. "You take a cold shower, okay?"
* * *
Still amazed by the stamina of her young son, Anne walked down the hall to wait her turn at taking a shower. Sally called to her mother from her room.
Anne walked in and found her daughter sitting at her desk doing her homework. She helped the young girl with a geography question and as she turned to go, Sonny stood in the doorway. A white towel was wrapped around his mid-section and his cock punched it out with its stiffness.
"Sonny, what are you doing?" Anne asked.
"I was going to my room. I just wanted to tell you, you can take a shower now."
Young Sally gawked at the bulge in the towel. Then she looked at her mother, and quickly glanced back at Sonny's lifting hard-on. Her eyes were wide and her mouth formed a small o as if she were about to blow a smoke ring. He smiled shyly.
Sally couldn't take her eyes off his hard-on.
"Go ahead, show it to your sister. Maybe she can help take care of it," Anne said.
Sonny slowly removed the towel. His freshly scrubbed prick snapped back and slapped at his belly, wobbled beautifully.
Sally gasped. A short gulp of breath that caught in her throat.
"Have you ever seen a hard cock, Sally?" Anne asked.
"Uh, uh," Sally mumbled, her eyes bugging out at her brother's stiff cock.
"Well, there you have it," Anne said, reaching out and clasping Sonny's cock in her hand. "Your brother is one horny person, Sally."
Sally, so cute, so pretty in her short blue skirt, the white knee socks and tight white sweater, her long blonde hair pulled back from bangs in the front across her forehead, got up and walked to her brother.
"Here, take hold of it," Anne said.
Sally hesitated. "Should I really?" she asked apprehensively.
"Yes. Sally, go ahead, hold it."
Sally's hand was unsteady as it slowly reach-ed for her brother's simmering cock. Her charm bracelet slid to the bottom of her wrist, laid over the top of her hand as she grabbed the hot prick, wrapping her soft young fingers around the pulsing cockstalk.
"Oh, I...." she whimpered, her body shuddering.
"That's it," Anne said. "Yes, just hold it for him."
"Ah, oh, mmmm," Sonny gasped.
"Squeeze it, Sally," her mother instructed.
The young girl's hand tightened its grip on Sonny's cock.
"Ooooh," Sonny moaned.
"Do you like it, Sally?" Anne asked.
"I ... it's so stiff, Mom."
Anne smiled. "Have you ever done this before, Sally? You ever held a hot prick?"
"A prick? No ... I...."
Sonny's face was masked in passion as his sister gripped his hard-on.
"Now, Sonny, you pull Sally's skirt up."
The pretty, sweet face of the dazzling young blonde was filled with amusement, with a heated anticipation. Sonny slid his hand under her pleated short skirt, lifting it as he edged his fingers higher and plunged them into the softness at the crotch of her tight little white panties.
Sally sucked in a short gasp of breath at the touch of his hot fingertips on her pussy.
"Now rub it there for her, Sonny," Anne said.
Sally's mouth hung open. She clung to the bulging brick-hard prick, never before having experienced this kind of excitement. Her body trembled.
"Yeah, that's it," Anne whispered. "That's right. Does it feel good, Sally?"
"Uh, oh, uh, huh," the girl stammered.
"It's getting wet down there," Sonny gulped.
"Good, that's good," Anne commented, watching Sonny's prick expand in the clutch of Sally's little hand. "Yes, very good. He's rubbing your pussy, Sally."
"Mom!" she panted. "My puss ... my pussy!"
"Now, I'll just undo this button at the side here," Anne said, as she reached for Sally's skirt.
She unleashed the button which released Sally's blue skirt. It parachuted in a slow drop to her saddle shoes. Sally automatically shook it off to the side with one foot, and thus stood revealed in her snug-fitting white panties.
"Can I put my hand in her panties?" Sonny asked hotly.
"Yes, you do that, Sonny. And Sally, you move your hand on his prick. That's it."
Sally began a slow pull on Sonny's cock. She gasped as his hand dipped down into her panties, his fingers caressing the soft fuzzy blonde curls. His middle finger slid up and down the sticky slit of her cunt as the finger jammed inside.
"Oh," she sighed. "Oh, Sonny! Oh, I ... oh Mom! He's got his ... he's got his finger in my cunt!"
Sonny's cock splashed out a gob of cream that slashed up onto Sally's wrist as she jacked his cock.
"Ooooo," Sally sighed in excited wonderment. "It's leaking!"
"You're jacking it, Sally," Anne whispered. "Do it faster and watch what happens."
Sally's hand moved faster and faster, as though she were shaking dice, jacking Sonny's hot prick. The bulging red head bloated and suddenly spit out a hot, thick, gob of cum cream.
"Oh, jeez!" Sally whined.
Sonny fucked his finger faster into his sister's cunt as his cock erupted, splattering his juice all over the front of Sally's panties.
"Aha!" he cried. "I'm cuming! I'm cumin', Mom!"
"Do it!" Anne encountered. "Go on, shoot it!"
Sally groaned as she shuddered and fell under the spell of her own beautiful climax. Her mouth gaped open, her face wrinkled in passion as if someone had suddenly and violently shoved a finger up her ass.
"It's ... it just keeps ... it's squirting all over me!" Sally cried.
"Cuming," Sonny yelped. "It's ... I'm cuming!"
So was Sally. And brother and sister, as if they were connected by a lightning rod of pure pleasure, shook, trembled, quaked together, standing there before their mother. Anne smiled as they hit the peak of their fabulous climax.
"Oh, jeez!" Sally moaned.
Both brother and sister were engulfed in the heat of fhe rippling tide.
"Sally!" Sonny called, his cock still spilling the thick cream from the head.
Anne watched with rapt excitement as Sonny and Sally made it together. She finally moved in.
"Here, let me show you something, Sally," Anne said.
She dipped to her knees in front of Sonny. She removed Sally's hand from the drooling prick and sent her tongue swirling over the bubbling cockhead. She licked the thick goops of cum from the top, sucking them into her mouth, twirling her tongue on his cock. Then she lick-ed along the prickstalk, sucking in his sticky goo.
"Mommy, Mommy!" Sonny blurted.
Sally watched intently. She had never seen anything like this, a woman sucking a prick. It made her tingle.
Sonny's prick didn't wilt, instead it became harder as Anne licked at it. She grasped it in one hand, got a good hold on it, and slid it into her mouth. Her head went in and out and she gulped down his prick.
Then she lifted off, stood up, and let the throbbing cock go. She watched it wobble. "Now, Sonny, take Sally's panties off and kiss her pussy," Anne said.
"Yeah, yeah," Sonny gasped excitedly.
He fell to his knees in front of his sister, quickly peeling her panties down her smooth, fine legs, Sally too stepped out of them and stood naked except for the tit-filled white sweater, the white knee socks and shoes. Her pussy was gorgeous, puffs of blonde curls, a thicket of sweet delight.
Sonny puckered his lips and kissed it.
"Oh, Ooof, jeez!" Sally cried. "Oh, I've never had ... oh, this is ... Mom!"
"Feels good, doesn't it?" Anne aid.
"Yes, yes!" Sally sighed. "Oh, yes it does!"
"Eat it Sonny!" Anne called. "Go on, suck it for her."
Sonny mushed his face to his sister's cunt. He chomped, sucked, licked, kissed, gulped at it. His hands fluttered around the young girl and clutched at her smooth, finely curved ass.
Sally brought both her hands to Sonny's head and pulled his face to her pussy even tighter as she threw her head back and groaned in a long throaty howl.
"Sonny!" she gasped. "Oh, this is fun! This is so good! This is ... oh, jeez! Eat my pussy, Sonny!"
Sonny gobbled at her cunt frantically. "I've never felt anything so good!" Sally sobbed, trembling into a rich climax. Anne couldn't stand it. She shed her robe and dipped her hand into her panties. She fingered her hot pussy.
"Oh, God!" Sally cried.
"Now, fuck her, Sonny," Anne said through gritted teeth.
"I want to," Sonny said, and he stood up, his hard prick slamming out at Sally.
"Take her sweater off."
Sonny pulled the sweater off over Sally's head. Then he cupped her bra and lifted her sweet, teen tits, unhooking the back and taking it off her. He quickly snapped his mouth around the erect nipples, sucking her tits lovingly.
Sonny fingered her cunt as he sucked her tits.
"Do you wanna fuck, Sally?" Anne asked.
"I've never done it, Mom," Sally answered.
"Okay, let me show you how."
Anne pulled Sonny off Sally's tits. She took him to Sally's bed, swept aside a panda bear, and lay down on her back. "Now, get up on me Sonny, and let's show Sally how to fuck."
Sonny climbed on top of his mom, his hard cock slapping between her thighs. Anne reach-ed up and grabbed it, held it, spread her legs wide, and shoved it in her cunt.
"See, Sally, like this. You put Sonny's cock in your cunt."
"Yes, I see," the sweet young blonde whispered.
"Now fuck me, Sonny."
Sonny began his strokes. His tight ass pumped up and down on his mom. His super prick pounded in and out of her slushy pussy.
"Yeah, that's it, Sonny. Show sister how you fuck me."
"Oh, Mom!" the boy gasped.
"You like the way it looks?" Anne asked Sally.
"Yes, I like it."
"Do you wanna fuck?"
"I do. I do! I wanna fuck, Mom!"
"Well, Sonny has to fuck me first, don't you, Sonny?"
"Yes, I have to fuck you first, Mom."
"Show Sally how to fuck, Sonny."
"I bounce up and down like this," the lad sighed, pumping his ass up and down high in the air, thumping his cock in and out of Anne's pussy.
"And I roll my ass off the bed like this. See how I do this, Sally? See how I hump it up to Sonny?"
"Mmmmm, mmm," the sweet daughter murmured, so hot and excited by the sight of the hot fuck on the bed that she aws trembling and tingling all over.
"I fuck it up to him," Anne said. "Then I put my legs around him, see how I do it? I wrap my legs around him like this."
Anne's legs lifted high in the air before she locked them around Sonny.
"Oh, Mom!" Sonny whimpered.
"I wanna do it!" Sally cried. "I wanna fuck too!"
"Of course you do, darling, and you will. You will," Anne gasped.
Sally sobbed, her hand suddenly down there between her legs. Her finger was fiddling her young pussy.
"It makes you hot, huh?" Anne whispered.
"Yes, Mom!"
"Watch us Sally, watch us and learn how to fuck."
Sonny was fucking his mother good. He pumped and humped and pounded his prick in and out, jammed it back and forth, slamming it to Anne.
"Oh, Sonny!" Anne howled. "You're fuckin' me again, Sonny!"
Sally groaned, diddling her pussy faster and faster.
"That's it, Sonny. See, Sally? See how fast he goes up there? He's really fuckin' me now. See how I grind my ass up at him, see how I roll my hips?"
"Yes! I wanna try, Mom. I sure wanna try."
"I'm cuming, Mom!" Sonny yelled.
"Oh, my God!" Anne cried.
She felt the hot flush of cream splash into her pussy. She bucked wildly at Sonny, her cunt sucking at the hard, teenaged cock, her ass bumping. The mattress bounced up and down beneath the torrid fucking of Anne and Sonny.
"We're cuming!" Anne yelled.
Sally furiously fingered her blonde cunt. She slumped over as she climaxed with them.
Sonny fell in a heap of quivering flesh on of his mother. One final shiver went through him. Anne gasped to catch her breath from the quick hot fuck.
"Now ... now...." she stammered. "Now ... you ... oh ... now you can fuck, Sally."
Sonny rolled off his mother. His cock was sticky, thick with gobs of cream, white and bubbly, where the sliding in-and-out motion had whipped the cream into a white frosting. He rolled over on his back, his chest heaving.
"I can't believe it," Anne aid. "Your cock is finally wilting."
Sonny's prick began a slow curl downward. But Sally jumped to the bed, leaned over it and grasped the slick cock. She held it lovingly in her little hand. Then she squeezed it and it lifted to a massive hard-on.
"My, my," Anne cooed. "Look at that!"
"It's getting thick," Sally whispered.
"Get up here and fuck him," Anne instructed. "Lay down on this bed and fuck, Sally."
Sally lay down beside her mother. Such a sweet picture of beauty would have been difficult to paint-the beautiful young girl, her blonde hair splayed behind her on the pillow, her bangs even across her forehead, the succulent teen tits pointing up proudly. Her lithe young body was trim, not an ounce of fat, the thin waist, the ripe hips, the fine legs encased in the white knee socks, her saddle shoes. It all enhanced the excitement of the heated moment.
Sally's pretty face was intense.
Sonny mounted her. Anne watched in astonished enchantment.
Sonny's cock was hard as a slab of iron. As he lowered himself down on Sally, it squirted a thimbleful of cum on her belly. He poked it at her and missed. He punched his ass downward and again, his cock missed. It hit Sally's pussy, then slipped above it.
"Take it easy, Son," Anne said. "Here, let me help."
She reached over and grasped Sonny's wobbling prick. Slowly she pulled it down to Sally's cunt. She rubbed the head of it up and down the pussy lips.
"Ooooff!" Sally sighed.
"Now you take it and put it in your pussy," Anne said.
Sally reached for his prick. She gripped it and slowly inserted the head of it in her pussy.
Sally moved her sweet, fine ass up off the bed and met Sonny's patient pumping.
"That's right, honey," Anne said. "That's the way to fuck."
"Oh, Sally," Sonny moaned. "I'm fuckin' you!"
Sonny pumped his cock into her languidly. He slid his cock deeper into the beautiful, young blonde.
"Oh, jeez!" Sally cried gleefully. "It feels so hot in there." She bumped her hips up to meet Sonny's fuck-thrusts.
"Now what do you do with your legs, Sally?" Anne cooed.
"Like this! I put them up like this," Sally said, scissoring her legs, the fine tapered calves encased in the knee socks, around Sonny's legs.
"That's right. That's the way. Now! Fuck her, Sonny! Give her a good fuck!"
"Oh, Sally," Sonny whispered. "This is ... this is...."
"Fuck me, Sonny!" Sally cried. "Fuck me!"
"Fuck your sister, Sonny!" Anne said.
Sonny pumped harder. "I am fuckin' her, Mom."
"It looks good," Anne whimpered.
She lay beside the fucking boy and girl, her eyes drifting dreamily from the slick click of Sonny's hard cock drilling his sister, to Sally's passion-gripped face, back to Sonny's young face. His mouth was open, huffing and puffing as he plugged his prick deeper into the young, virgin pussy.
"Fuck me, Sonny. Fuck me with that hard prick!" Sally howled, caught now in the ecstasy of her first fuck.
Sonny fucked her.
"Yeah, that's it. Faster!" Anne cried.
Sonny's balls were banging up against Sally's fabulous ass with a wonderful slapping thud.
"Oh, jeez!" Sally gulped. "It's so good! It's so fantastic!"
"Fuck it off now, Sonny!" Anne yelped. "Come on, both of you fuck!"
Anne slid her finger to her cunt and touched her clit. She rubbed it, her hand making a slow circle as she watched the hot fucking beside her.
"Oh, do it. Please!" Sally wailed. "I wanna feel it!"
Their fucking became furious. Sonny pumped Sally. Sally fucked Sonny. Sonny's prick slick-ed in and out of Sally's cunt. Their young bodies banged and bounced against each other.
Suddenly Sonny kissed her. Their mouths met in a wild, wicked, lewd, wet kiss as they came.
Sonny tore his mouth away in a long groan.
Sally screamed. "I'm feeling it! I'm cuming!"
Sonny's cock exploded and poured a thick gush of cream into Sally's pussy.
"Oh, I feel it shooting stuff in me!" she yelled. "Oh, Sonny!"
"Sally," the boy sighed.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Sally muttered.
Anne slipped off the bed. She stood up, smiled down on the trembling couple. "Go on, fuck all night, you two. Take care of Sonny's hard cock, Sally."
"I will, Mom. I will!"
Anne retired to her own bedroom. She was absolutely fucked out. She fell on her bed. She had never before felt so good, so enthralled. She fell asleep immediately.
CHAPTER FIVE
Anne woke up once and went to the kitchen to prepare supper for her children. Danny had still not returned from baseball practice. She left him a hot caserole in the oven and a note, then called upstairs to Sonny and Sally, who dame down to eat.
Anne was still in her white robe. She was nude underneath. Sally came down in a sweet pair of baby blue pajamas, her blonde hair gathered in the back. Sonny wore jeans and a T-shirt.
After the meal, Sonny stood up with a hard-on.
All Anne could do was chuckle. "You're a he-man, my boy," she commented.
Sally eyed the stiff bulge in her brother's jeans. A look of anticipation creased her brow.
"Why don't you take care of that hard-on, Sally?" Anne purred.
"What should I do, Mommy?"
Anne sat Sonny down on a chair, unzipped the fly of his jeans, and lifted his bristling cock out. She inspected the rigid staff, then pulled his jeans off so the boy sat nude, except for the T-shirt, his cock sticking up, begging for attention.
"Let me show you how to suck it, Sally," Anne said.
She knelt between Sonny's legs and dipped down on his prick, sucking the head into her mouth. Sally got up and stood above them, watching with enthralled attention.
Sonny looked at his mother's lips sealed around the shaft of his cock. She took it deeper into her mouth. Her head dipped up and down, then she lifted off his prick.
"Like this, Sally," she said. "First you lick it all over."
Anne's tongue lapped at the head of the young lad's cock. She sent it swirling up and down the staff. She kissed his balls, sucking them into her mouth.
"Then when you've done that, you suck on it just like you do when you have a popsicle. See?" Anne ducked down and took the thumping prick in her mouth. She sucked it furiously.
"Uh, umm," Sonny sighed.
Anne lifted off the brick-hard prick. "Think you can do it now, Sally?"
"I'll try," the girl said.
Sally, in her baby blue pajamas, kneeled between her brother's legs. She fisted his cock, her eyes wide, and licked the spitting prick head with her ripe pink tongue.
"Oh, Sal!" Sonny gulped.
Then she sent her tongue shamelessly slashing up and down the stiff cock stalk.
Sonny moaned.
Sally's wet, slobbering tongue reached the base of Sonny's cock. She sucked his hot nuts in to her mouth.
"Oooo," Sonny whined. "Oh, Sally!"
"Suck his balls, honey," Anne whispered.
"Oh, shit, jeez!" Sonny blurted.
"Now suck it for him, Sally," Anne said.
Sally's tongue twirled back up the stalk of the pounding prick, and then she dipped down on it, taking it into her mouth. She sealed her lips around his cock and sucked. Her head nodded up and down. Her sweet blonde bangs hung out from her forehead and slapped back and forth with her sucking motions.
"God, Mom! Sally's sucking my cock!" Sonny yelped.
Sally continued her salacious sucking. Her cheeks caved in on the hard cock, her lips puckered around the staff. She was a vision of pure beauty as her lips slithered up and down on Sonny's cock.
"I can't stand it!" Sonny groaned. "I'm gonna cum!"
Sally sucked furiously, down on her knees, her pretty blonde head bobbing up and down on the simmering prick.
"Here it cums!" Sonny yelled.
Sally's face was etched in wild, nasty surprise. Her mouth filled with cream. It seeped from the corners of her lips and dripped down her chin. She gulped a gob and pulled up and off the spurting prick. Big long, white strings of cum clung to her lips.
Sonny reached out and pulled her head back down on it. The head of his cock was erupting like an oil gusher. It squirted hot, thick goops of cum on Sally's smooth, lovely face. Sally took his cock shaft in her mouth again and drank from the erupting fountain.
"Ah, oh, Sally, shit!" the boy whimpered.
"Good God, Sonny," Anne said. "You're just full of cum aren't you?"
"Uh, huh," the boy gasped.
Anne moved in. She opened her robe and spread her legs, mashing her big pussy to Sonny's face.
"Suck me, Sonny!" she hissed through clenched teeth.
He gobbled at Anne's cunt, his tongue spritzed up and down her pussy lips, his eager lips sucked her cunt.
"Yeah, damn it! Yeah! Suck me, honey," Anne gasped.
Sally was still bobbing on the boy's squirting cock. She wrapped her tiny hand around the bottom of the stalk and held it tightly. Then she pulled up on it. A huge rush of thick cream escaped from her mouth and splattered to the kitchen floor, hitting the tile in a sweet slap. She was panting, gulping for air, for breath.
"Sonny, Sonny," she gushed as the cream spilled from her mouth.
Anne ground her hips, pushed her pussy at Sonny's face as he munched it. Sally jacked on his hard cock which continued spilling cum.
The young girl watched Sonny eat her mother. She became so hot. Her face dripped with foam, white slosh drooling from her chin, her cheeks.
Anne crested. She grabbed Sonny's head and pulled it firmly to her pussy as the boy chomped it. "I'm cuming, sonny!"
"Oh, God!" Sally puffed, still trying to catch her breath.
Anne staggered backwards, losing balance as she climaxed. She grabbed the sink and held on, her body shaking, trembling.
"God, Sonny," she said.
She regained her composure, pulled her robe shut, and straightened up. Sally was still on her knees, jacking on Sonny's cock, still enraptured by the hot action.
"You take care of Sally now, Sonny," Anne said. "You can't have it all your way, you know?"
Sonny dipped off the chair to his knees and kissed his pretty sister. He took her down on the floor, pulled her pajama bottoms down to reveal her sweet blonde pussy. He mouthed it, kissed it, sucked it.
Sally squirmed and wiggled on the floor, pushing her hips and pussy up to Sonny's hungry mouth.
"That's it," Anne said. "Now have fun, you two."
Anne was wilted, weak, tired, and she went upstairs, took a warm shower, and once again fell into bed.
* * *
It was late when Anne woke up. She couldn't go back to sleep, so she got up. She walked down the hall and stopped to look in on Danny, her youngest son, just to make sure he'd return-ed from baseball practice.
The boy was asleep, but he had a firm hardon that stuck out of the fly of his white pajamas.
Anne had to chuckle. She certainly had a couple boys who were always up for it. She put her hands on her knees and bent over the bed, and without touching the young boy, Anne slipped her lips over the top of his little prick. She took it softly, tenderly into her mouth, making sure her teeth didn't touch the throbbing head.
She dipped down on the hard prick and sucked around the stalk. The head slipped up against the roof of her mouth, the skin sliding back as the stiff stalk expanded. She sucked on it, her cheeks puckering, her lips fishlocked. She sucked her young boy's prick and felt it pulsate in her wet, warm mouth, cock head pounding against her tongue as the lad came.
He came but he didn't cum!
Anne saw his lean, thin body quiver. The boy moaned in his sleep, then shook all over as Anne lifted off his prick. She looked at the bright red prick head all slick with her spit, but the boy had not shot out any cream. This fascinated her, excited her, because Ann knew it could probably have been the first climax he'd ever had.
It sent a tremor of flaming passion through her.
She watched his tiny cock wilt. She leaned in then and took it again in her soft mouth, sucking it in. The boy squirmed in his sleep again.
Anne loved Danny's little cock. She sucked it salaciously, softly, until it grew, lifted, wiggled to a full hard, which she guessed, as she dipped up and down on it, was about five inches.
Anne pulled off Danny's cock and looked at it with overwhelming desire. She wanted to fuck it.
She quietly crawled up on the bed and straddled Danny, squatting over him, her feet flat on the bed. Her legs were spread, her elbows on her cocked knees, and her cunt came down on the boy's cock.
"Mmmmm," she heard him murmur.
Anne slowly corkscrewed her ass on the hard prick, fucked up and down on it. She was wracked by a tingling ripple of delicious excitement.
She felt like she could sit on this young little cock all night. She loved fucking it. This was all she needed to be happy, just a good hard prick. Why couldn't her husband satisfy her? Why didn't he understand that a woman need-ed to be fucked and fucked good every day?
Danny's cock burned inside her like a hot candle. She bucked tenderly on it.
And then she came. It was a slow rolling tingle that consumed her. A lush climax, a sweet rapture that went on and on and on and on. She had to control herself from screaming in absolute delight.
Then she felt it-the first gush of cream from her son's virgin cock. It splashed into her pussy.
Danny woke up as he came, as his cock rain-ed out its first load.
"Mommy!" he gasped, seeing his beautiful mother sitting on his squirting cock.
"Danny," she whispered.
"Am I dreaming?" the boy mumbled. "I must be dreaming. I am dreaming!" He panted. "Oh God, what a great dream. Oh, Mom! You're so pretty. Oh, Mom!" J "What are you dreaming about?"
"About your big titties, Mommy."
Anne came down on all fours, her hands on the bed, her knees on the bed, over the young boy, his cock still locked in her pussy. Her tits swung free, big, pendulous.
"There they are, honey, kiss 'em."
"Oh, I hope I don't ever wake up," the boy gulped.
"You are awake, Danny," Anne said. "Huh?"
"You are awake. You're not dreaming at all. Just reach up here and you can feel my ttis."
He did that. "Oh, oh, Mommy," he whispered.
"You're aiming in my pussy, baby, your hard cock is squirting in me. Have you ever squirted before?"
"No, Mom."
"Well, you are now, Danny."
"We're fucking. You're fucking your mom." And you're squeezing my gigantic tits, too."
"Your tits ... they're so big, Mom!"
"God, Danny, you're still cuming, you're still soaking my pussy with cream!"
"Oooo," he moaned.
"Fuck off, sweetie," Anne whispered hotly. "Fuck it off ... let all that cream spill out. It's your first cum! Do it with mommy!"
"Mommy!"
"Yes, honey, cum with me," Anne said, shuddering into another climax. "Oh, yes. Doesn't this feel good?"
"Mmmm, mmmm," Danny groaned loudly.
His cock was rock hard and Anne began a faster stroke, sensing the boy could and would cum again. She ground down fucking her son hotly.
"Good God!" she cried. "This is the best fuck I've ever had!"
Anne suddenly wanted him on top. She stopped her ravishing fucking and rolled over and off the boy and onto her back without losing a stroke, keeping Danny's cock inside her pussy.
"Now, Danny ... you fuck me. Fuck mommy! Just move up and down, bounce up and down, pump your prick in and out of me! You sweet little fucker ... oh yeah!"
"Oh, Mom, this is ... this is-"
"Faster you little bastard! Fuck m'j faster. Come on! Bounce up and down on me. That's it! Faster, goddam it. Fuck me faster, sweetie!"
Anne felt the hardness of his cock pierce up into her cunt. She felt the spurt of cream squish into her.
Her body burned with a total climax. The fibers of her lovely boddy tingled with the feeling as she came with Danny.
"Oh, fuck me!" she burbled.
She reached behind the boy and thrust her finger up his asshole.
"Yeah, just keep fucking me, Danny. Just fuck me all night, you sweet little sonofabitch!"
CHAPTER SIX
The next morning Anne arose and took an early shower. She slipped into a tight pair of jeans and a sweater that bulged deliciously with her huge tits. She put on a pair of high heels and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for the children.
Sally was the first to arrive. She looked so cute, so sweet and pretty in a short gray skirt and pink sweater. Her lovely body looked luscious. Her smooth, well-tapered young legs were encased at the feet in brown platforms. She wore her long blonde hair pulled back, swept back along the sides, her bangs straight, even on her forehead. The long fall of blonde hair was caught in a pink ribbon and twisted into a sweet pony-tail.
Then Danny and Sonny came in. They both wore their usual school garb of jeans and shirts.
"Well, well, how are my sweet children today?" Anne asked.
They all responded cheerfully.
As they finished breakfast, Sonny said, "We were wonderin', Mom, if we could skip school today."
"Why?" Anne asked, surprised by her son's question.
"Well, we were wonderin' if we couldn't just all stay home and ... well ... like maybe we could just...."
"What is it, Sonny?"
"He wants to stay home and fuck, Mom! "Sally said.
Anne was amazed. But so much love flowed through her at that moment all she could do was smile and say, "So, that's what you'd like to do, is it?"
"Oh, yes,!" Sally said.
"Yes, Mom," Danny said. "Just stay home and fuck."
"Well, I don't know," Anne teased.
"Oh, please, Mom?" Sonny implored.
"Can't we?" Sally cried. "Oh, please!"
"Seems Sally wants to stay home the most," Anne said.
"Oh, we all do," Sonny said.
"Well, then, I guess you should fuck first, Sally."
"Oh, could I?" the young girl exclaimed.
"Sure! Whom do you want to fuck, my dear?" Anne purred.
Sally looked at her brothers. "I've never fucked Danny."
"Mmmmm," Anne mumbled. "Would you like to fuck Sally, Danny?"
"Oh, I sure would, Mom."
"Okay, get up both of you and let's see you kiss."
Sally jumped up and came around the table. Danny stood up. He was hot, shaking. Sally put her arms around his shoulders and kissed him softly. Danny pulled her close.
"That's nice,' Anne said. "Look what's happening to Danny. He's getting hard. Reach down and feel his prick, Sally."
Sally grabbed the hot little cock that bobbed against the boy's jeans.
"Now, Danny, stick your hand under Sally's little skirt. That's it. Now rub her pussy. That's the way ... very good!"
Sally broke off the kiss. "Oh!" she mumbled.
"Now, Sally, you unbutton your skirt and let it fall off. That's good, honey."
Danny removed his hand so the skirt could fall to the floor. It did and Sally stood in her sweater and a tight-fitting pair of blue panties.
"Now, Danny, you get in your sister's panties. You stick your hand inside her panties, yes, like that, then feel down there, feel her pussy, yes, yes, then slip a finger in it."
"Ooof," Sally gasped. "Phew!"
"See, she likes it, Danny."
"Yeah, I like it!" Sally cried.
"Unbutton his jeans, Sally, like that, uh, huh ... let 'em fall down. Right, like that, down around his feet, now take that hard little cock out of his shorts."
Sally reached inside the fly and thumped out the stiff prick.
"Wow!" Danny panted. "Sally!"
"Oh, Mom!" Sally whimpered.
"Okay, now Danny, you take your sister's panties down. Yeah, that's the way, down over her pussy like that. Take her panties down, Danny. Right ... now step out of your panties, Sally. Good. Look at her pussy, Sonny. Make you hot?"
Sonny was already stroking the bulge in his jeans as he watched the hot scene between his brother and beautiful sister.
"Makes me real hot, Mom," he mumbled, his eyes glued to his sister's pussy.
"While you're still down on your knees with her panties, Danny, kiss Sally's pussy."
Danny eagerly did so, pasting his hot lips to his sister's succulent blonde cunt.
Sally hissed.
"Munch it, Danny, suck it!" Anne called.
Danny sucked on her pussy. He chewed it, kissed it, ate at the blonde delight.
"Oh, oh ... aha," Sally sighed.
"Wait now, don't make her cum yet, Danny. Sally, you go down on Danny."
Sally pulled Danny up off her pussy. His hard cock stood out like a hot thumb. Sally knelt before him and sucked it into her mouth, sealing her pin-glossed lips around it.
"Oh!" Danny moaned.
"Suck his prick," Sonny mumbled.
Sally's sweet blonde head poped in and out on the hard cock.
"Ah, Sally!' Sonny cried. "Look at her suck it, Mom!"
He was rubbing his jeans at the crotch furiously.
"Don't suck it too long, Sally, you wanna fuck don't you?"
Sally slipped her pink, wet, glistening lips off Danny's cock. "Yes, I wanna fuck!" she cried, passion making her voice tremble and shake.
"Then do it! Fuck! Go on fuck! Stand up and fuck your brother, Sally. That's it, do it standing up ... yes, take his cock in your hand," Anne screamed.
Sally took Danny's prick in her hand as the boy stepped out of his jeans. She pulled it to her blonde pussy.
"That's right, Sally," Anne breathed hotly. "Good, honey, spread your legs, yes, like that! Hump on it! Yes, plug it in your pussy. Jesus! Now, fuck him. Fuck him, Sally!"
"Wow!" Danny wheezed.
"Fuck standin' up like that. Now, Danny, meet your sister's humping pussy, fuck back at it with your little prick," Anne cried, as she slipped her jeans down and stood up, wiggled them off.
She moved to where Sonny was sitting. She unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them off. Then off came his shorts, piled on the kitchen tile so the boy sat in his chair nude, except for his shirt.
"Look at Sonny's cock," Anne gulped. "It's so hard and big!"
Sally and Danny looked over as they fucked. Anne took the hard throbber in her hand.
"It's nice and hard," she said. "Sonny's cock is all hard again. I'm gonna pump on it while you fuck, Sally."
"God! Jeez! "Sally sobbed, screwing her ass around and around, punching her pussy at Danny's cock, fucking at it wildly.
"Wow!" Sonny sighed.
"We're skippin' school to fuck!" Sally bawled.
"Yeah, we're playin' hookie to fuckie!" Danny said.
Anne pumped fervently on Sonny's cock. The cream erupted with such force it frightened her. A fountain of thick goop poured from the lad's hard-on.
"Look, look!" Anne cried. "Sonny's cuming!"
"Oh, fuck! Oh, shit!" Sally groaned.
"Goddamit, fuck him, Sally. Do that! Fuck it off! Shit, you're fuckin' good."
"All that cream...." Sally said, her eyes fastened to Sonny's squirting cock.
Anne jacked it up and down on the boy's stiff hard-on. It continued shooting cream, big looping sprays of goo flushed from the head, splattered high in the air and fell to the tile with an exciting splat!
"Yeah, he's cumin' off. I'm fuckin' him with my hand ... see how good it looks?"
"Mom! I'm gonna cum!" Danny cried.
"Oh for ... oh ... shit!" Sally yelled. "He's shootin' off in my cunt!"
"Cum with him!" Anne shouted.
Sally stiffened as Danny pumped his little prick in and out of her pussy.
"I ... I ... am ... I ... oh ... shit ... I am!" Sally hollered.
"Oh, Mom!" Sonny yelped, his cock still spurting.
"I have to fuck, too," Anne said.
"Who's gonna fuck mom?" Sally said.
Sonny stood up. His cock was still squirting. He ripped at his mother's thin panties, pulling them down. Anne quickly stepped out of them, pushing Sonny back down on the chair and taking his erupting cock. She grabbed it and straddled him, taking his cock into her slurping pussy. Anne bounced wildly on her son, bucking up and down.
"Oh, fuck me, Sonny!"
"Fuck me, Mom!" Sonny shot back.
Sally sagged to the floor with Danny, both weak from their climax.
Anne came quickly. Her body shivered. She crested out over Sonny's belching cock, slapped her ass up and down on top of it and tingled all over with that delicious feeling of love. Love at its zenith.
"Fuck!" she yelled. "I'm fuckin' and cuming!"
All four fuckers were finally gasping for breath from the hot interaction of special fucking. Anne slumped over Sonny on the chair. She lifted off his prick. It was still hard.
"Come over here, Sally."
Sally wiggled across the kitchen floor on her knees and knelt before Sonny.
"Just look at how big and hard that cock is, Sally."
The young blonde fisted it immediately, squeezing it. She mumbled, "Hard cock ... hard ... oh, hard...."
"Just hold on to it, Sally," Anne said.
The beautiful blonde schoolgirl slid her hand up and down on the slick-lathered prick.
Anne went to the sink, took a rag, ran warm water through it, and returned to the chair.
"Here, Sally, wipe it all clean."
Sally took the washrag and wrapped it around the hot prick. She swagged it over the thick, hard stick. She marveled at the length of it.
Sonny leaned back in the chair and spread his legs wide.
Sally cleaned his prick. She swabbed the bubbly foam from the stalk and ran the rag all over the tip of it. The cock got so rigid Anne thought it would burst.
Then she said, "Now, suck it just a little for him, Sally."
Sally dropped the rag to the cum-soaked floor and once again fisted Sonny's cock. She pulled down on it, squeezed it, and as she did, a tear of cum escaped from the top and bubbled there. Sally leaned down and licked it away, swirling her tongue on the bright red head of Sonny's prick.
"Oh, Sally ... Sally ... Sally," Sonny groaned.
Sally was busy kissing and licking his cock head. Then she ducked down on it and took it between those soft, pink lips, puckering them around it.
Sally bobbed on his cock. The pictures of her beautiful young face plugged by Sonny's red hot cock excited Anne. She brought her finger to her pussy and stuck it in.
"That's enough, Sally. Now fuck him."
"Yes," Sally gasped, catching her breath as she pulled back off Sonny's prick. "Fuck him ... yes ... fuck him!"
"Sit on top of him, honey. No, not that way. The other way. So your back is to him. Turn around. That's it."
Sally straddled her brother.
"Help her down on it, Sonny," Anne said.
Sonny grabbed her hips and pushed Sally down on his prick, it hit and slipped in.
Sally sighed. "Oh ... wow!"
"Now slide up and down on it slowly," Anne instructed.
Sally began a slow grind on Sonny's hard cock.
"That's the way, honey. That's the way to fuck him. Sit right there on top of him. See how his prick is slipping in and out of your cunt?"
Sally's eyes darted to her crotch, to the heated action down there, the slick slicing of Sonny's cock as she fucked it.
"Come over here, Danny," Anne said.
Danny's cock was hard as he came to the chair.
"Stand in front of Sally. Now, Sally lean out as you fuck Sonny ... and suck on Danny's hot little peter."
Sally sucked her younger brother's prick into her mouth as she fucked Sonny.
"Oh, Sally!" Danny mumbled.
Now the three of them were caught in the velvet vise of pure love as they fucked and suck-ed. Anne watched with glee, with love and affection.
"Shit!" she hissed. "That looks so goddam good I can't stand it!"
Anne took a chair and set it across from Sally and Sonny's chair.
"Sit down on this, Danny," she said.
Danny backed away from his sister's sucking lips.
"Aha, oh, jeez!" Sally moaned. "I'm so hot."
Danny sat down on the chair and Anne moved in, her ass pointed at him. She straddl-ed the young lad and came down on his cock, taking it in her pussy and started fucking it.
Now mother and daughter were only feet apart as they both sat on hot hard cocks.
"We're fuckin' aren't we, Mom?" Sally grinned.
"Yes, Sally, fucking."
"I wish we could stay home from school and fuck all the time, Mom," Sally sighed.
"You really could fuck all day, couldn't you, Sally?"
"I could ... I could, Mom."
"Sonny, lift up. Take your sister down on the floor and give her a good hard fuck."
Sally slid off Sonny, fell to her knees. Sonny laid her back on the white tile of the kitchen, lifted her sweater, and cupped her tits and greedily sucked them.
"Oh, shit! Shit!" Sally cried.
"Come on, stick that big cock in her, Sonny."
Sonny mounted his sister. She got hold of his wobbling prick, guided it to her pussy, and shoved it in.
"Oh, fuck!" Sally screamed.
"Now, pump it to her, Sonny. Let's see you give Sally a good ride."
Up and down he pounded in his young sister.
She bucked back, her sweet ass slapping against the tile in a delicious smacking noise.
Sonny panted as he jackhammered his ass down, pounding his prick into Sally's tight cunt.
"Fuck ... fuck...." Sally whimpered, but Sonny sealed her lips with a searing kiss as he fucked her.
The sight of the good raw fucking thrilled Anne. She bounced wildly on Danny's prick, feeling it push and shoot. It squirted a gusher of cum up into her pussy.
Danny screamed. He thrust up out of the chair as he came and Anne fucked back on his slushing cock. He fucked himself into a whimpering, sobbing mass of excitement.
Sally broke away from Sonny's hot lips. "Fuck me on the floor. I wanna cum!"
Sonny pumped it to her and she came. She threw her legs up, forming a wide V, and bounced her wonderful little ass off the floor as she flew out over that tingling void where ecstasy reigns.
"I'm cuming!" Sally shouted.
"So am I!" Sonny yelled, and his cock ballooned inside Sally and flooded.
"Oh, shit! Fuck! Fuck! Shit!" Sally cried.
Sally's whole body quaked. Her sweet blonde head swung from side to side, her long ponytail whipping the tile as if it were a wild snake.
Anne fell back, slumped down on Danny. "Go on, fuck it off!"
"I am, Mom,," Sally moaned. "I'm fuckin' it off!"
Sonny went stiff as an ironing board. She let out a long, low moan and collapsed on top of Sally.
Then, for a moment, all became quiet in the kitchen.
Then Sally whispered, "Let's fuck some more. Can we, Mom? Can we fuck again?"
"Yes, Dear," Anne replied. "We can fuck some more."
CHAPTER SEVEN
Anne stayed in bed the next day until noon. She lay thinking about all the good fucking she'd been getting. She loved it so much!
She finally got up, took a long shower, and walked down the hall in her white robe.
Danny was still in his room listening to rock 'n' roll on the radio, but Sally and Sonny had both gone to the mall.
She pushed open the door to his room and found him with a friend, another young boy.
He was a precious-looking young lad with long blond hair.
"Hi, Danny," she said. "Who's your friend?"
"This is Wayne, Mom, we're in Scouts together."
Wayne had on a uniform, all blue, with a yellow kerchief around his neck and a cute little blue cap perched on his head.
"We're getting ready to go to our meeting. But we don't have a Troop Mother."
"How many scouts are there?" Anne asked.
"There are six of us."
"Would you like me to be your Troop Mother?"
"Oh, Mom, would you?"
"Well, sure, honey."
"Great! I'll call all the boys and tell them we can have the meeting here."
"Good, I'll get dressed and fix some sandwiches and Kool Aid."
Danny and Wayne ran out to the phone and contacted all the Scouts.
Anne went to her bedroom and slipped into a tight pair of pink panties, a white skirt and pink sweater. She added a sharp, snappy pair of shiny white high heels.
Then she fixed sandwiches in the kitchen as she waited for the boys to arrive.
* * *
Anne, in her short, tight white skirt, a thin cotton, her tight pink sweater bulging with her fabulous tits, her hair flowing perfectly, her golden legs with the white high heels, welcomed the scouts as they filed in the living room.
Danny introduced them. "This is Billy, George, Peter, Allan."
And of course Anne had met Wayne already. Billy was a gangly boy, nearing six feet. He had short brown hair. George was the youngest scout. He had curly blonde locks. Peter was a bit chubby with a round face, black hair, and Allan had a blonde crew cut. Wayne had brown hair. They all were dressed in their dark blue Scout uniforms.
They sat in a circle on the floor of the living room. Danny opened his scout manual. "We were gonna work on our first-aid merit badge," he said.
"Well, maybe you should learn how to do artificial respiration," Anne said. "Yes, we should learn that," Allan said.
Anne walked to the middle of the circle. "Here, you can practice on me," she said, stretching out on her stomach on the carpet. "Allan, you get up on top of me."
Allan straddled Anne, almost sitting on her gorgeous ass.
"That's right," Anne said. "Now, put your hands here." She motioned to her back. "Yes, right there, and then you press down, force the air out of me ... yes ... that's it, Allan, very good."
The young boy began to tremble as he rock-ed back and forth on top of the tantalizing woman.
"Uh, huh, that's the way," Anne cooed.
The rest of the boys watched.
"Now, you Billy," Anne said.
The big older boy took his turn but just before he sat down on top of Anne she turned over. His knees dug into the carpet, his ass on her thighs. He pressed down with his hands, and one of them slipped and cupped her tit.
His young cock responded by lifting to a thumping teenaged hard-on. Anne could feel it when he bent over to press down on her. It rubbed her thighs.
"Yes, Billy," she purred, "You do it well ... you pass."
The boy got off her. The crotch of his uniform was bulged by his hard on.
The rest of the boys took note of it and look-ed at each other. Danny smiled. He knew what his mother could do to a cock and it didn't surprise him to see Billy get a hard-on.
"But this is really an old-fashioned method, boys," Anne said. "You should learn mouthto-mouth resuscitation. Here, let me show you. George, come over here. Yes, just lay down on the floor on your back. Yes, like that."
Anne got up on her knees over the cute little boy. Then she leaned down and put her mouth close to his.
"What you do, boys, is breathe air into the victim ... like this."
She put her mouth to George's young lips.
She breathed long and hard into the boy's lungs. He squirmed on the floor. Her lips freshly lipsticked with bright red, tasted so good to the young lad. A bump appeared on his uniform.
"See! That's how you do it," Anne whispered, pulling her mouth away from the boy's. "Peter, now you do it to me."
The next boy, trembling, got to his knees over Anne. He pressed his lips to hers.
Anne let them linger there, then she sent her hot tongue soaring into the boy's mouth, kissing him hotly. She finally pulled away from him when she realized he was gasping for breath.
"Very good, Peter," she said, noticing the hard lump in the boy's uniform.
She looked at the boys. They were all on their knees in a circle around her. All their cocks were hard. It excited Anne to have all these cute boys surrounding her, all paying rapt attention to her, all with erect cocks.
She smiled and wiggled her as slowly against the carpet, pushed her legs apart. They tightened the skirt across her thighs so her pussy pushed up against the light cotton.
She saw Billy wince, and his mouth gaped open.
"You, Billy, you try it now. Let's see how you do it."
Billy crawled from her feet up to her head, knelt there beside Anne, his cock sticking up, pushing against the blue uniform. He leaned over and put his mouth on Anne's.
She swirled her tongue into his, licking at it, dueling with it. The boy trembled and almost came in his shorts as Anne kissed him.
Finally, he pulled up off her. He was gasping, panting, shaking, in a tizzy.
"What you boys need to learn is how to fuck," Anne whispered. "You need to get a merit badge in fucking."
'Yes, yes!" Danny cried, very excited.
Anne pulled her skirt up over the pink panties, which were bumpy in the crotch from the thick carpet of cunt hair. The boys' eyes bulg-ed. Several of them gulped and gasped.
"You boys all kneel around me," Anne said.
And they did, three boys on one side, two on the other, and two at her feet. Danny was at her feet.
"Danny will help you learn how to fuck," Anne said. "Danny, unzip your pants and take your prick out."
Danny did as his mom suggested. He pulled his hard little cock out of his fly and held it.
"Now, all of you do what Danny just did," Anne commanded.
All the scouts unzipped and whipped out their cocks. Anne smiled with delight. She eyed them all ... all small, five to six inches, with the exception of little George. His cock was more like four inches. Billy's cock was a good six or seven inches long, Anne guessed.
"That's it, boys," she said. "Now, take down your pants."
The boys unbuckled the gold clasps at the belts of their uniforms.
Anne was thrilled with the sight of the nude young boys. They were back on their knees now, their clothes on the floor, their pricks hard as cement.
"Wayne and I want you to get here between my legs and kiss my panties." The little boy did so.
Then Anne instructed each boy to do the same and awarded Billy the honor of pulling her panties down.
He pulled, tugged at them. He was shaking, trembling. He pushed them down her thighs, pulled them along her legs and took them off. Anne spread her legs wide, lying there in her pink sweater, her white heels, her pussy beautiful, delicious-looking.
"Now, Billy ... kiss my pussy," she said.
"I will, Mom!" Danny chirped.
"Let Billy learn how, honey," Anne said.
Billy bent over, got up on his hands and knees, and kissed Anne's cunt.
"Ah, yes, Billy that's right ... now, watch him do it, boys, so you learn how ... that's right. Mmmm, Billy, yes, kiss it!"
Anne watched the other boys as Billy slurped at her cunt. They were staring at the spectacle, their hard little cocks sticking out like big nails. She smiled, delighted to be engaged with these cute boys.
Billy sucked voraciously on her cunt. Anne liked it, but she wanted to savor the moment, so she called out for another boy.
"Now, you George," she said.
The blond lad leaped from his kneeling position and quickly replaced the gangly Billy at the altar of Anne's pussy. He kissed it hotly.
"Yes, George! That's the way!" Anne cried.
Little George slapped his tongue at Anne's pussy, greedily, hungrily , as though he had done this before.
"Wow," Anne whimpered, "Jesus, George!"
Wayne pushed George away from Anne's cunt and jumped at it. He gobbled the thick hair, the juicy slit, the big pussy.
"Goodness, Wayne," Anne whispered, "you certainly are hungry!"
Wayne didn't answer. He was too busy eating Anne's cunt. And he was loving every minute of it ... loving the sheer rub of ecstasy that fill-ed him as his cock scraped the rug while he suck-ed the pussy.
Anne babbled, her hips rising off the floor. She ground her ass and pushed her pussy into the boy's face.
"Enough, Wayne, let Peter eat it," Anne said.
Wayne reluctantly pulled off and Peter took his place. On his hands and knees between the lovely woman's legs, he dipped in and kissed her cunt.
"Mmm, mmm," Anne mumbled. "Yeah!"
Allen was playing with his prick. Anne lay there watching him jack on it while Peter nibbled her pussy.
"Let Allan kiss it," she panted.
Peter backed off and Allan scampered to position before the busy cunt. He pressed his lips to the velvet cunt.
Danny was wildly jacking off now as he watched Allan suck on his mother's pussy. Anne rolled her fabulous ass off the carpet, pumping her pussy into the boy's face.
"Okay, Danny, your turn," she called.
Danny was a wild boy. He pushed Allan off Anne's cunt and lapped at it wildly. "Oh, Mom!" he gulped.
Anne was burning. She ground her pussy to her son's precious lips. He gulped it lewdly.
"Now, show them how to fuck me, Danny," Anne whimpered.
Danny raised up. He lowered himself over his mother, his cock stiff. She grabbed it and stuff-ed it into her cunt.
"Mom!" Danny sighed.
"Fuck it, dear. Show all these dear boys how to fuck me."
He pumped. He humped. His little cock speared that pussy like a flying arrow. His ass thumped high, then whacked down hard, as he sent his prick sliding into Anne's cunt.
"Wait! Wait!" Anne whined. "Let Billy fuck me, darling."
"No, I wanna fuck you!" Danny protested.
Anne smiled. "You can fuck me anytime, dear. Now let Billy do it."
Danny pulled out and Billy eagerly replaced him. Anne reached up and grabbed his hard, throbbing cock. She rubbed the hot head of it up and down her cunt slit, then inserted it, the biggest of the boys' cocks.
"Oh, Mrs. Reese," Billy mumbled. "Oh, ah, yeah!"
"Fuck me, Billy. That's right, up and down, push it in and out. Are you watching, boys? This is the way to fuck me. Watch how Billy fucks me!"
"Yes, yes, we are," Wayne said.
"I want all of you to jack-off while you watch," Anne demanded.
Danny grabbed his prick and pumped it. The other Scouts did too.
Anne loved the sight of all the boys kneeling around her, pulling on their pricks while they watched Billy fuck her.
"Good. That's right, boys. Jack those hard little cocks off. Watch me fuck!"
Billy came.
His hot prick gushed out a spray of cum that splashed into Anne's pussy with a hot blast.
"Ah!' he shouted. "Ohh!"
"Cum, honey, let it all shoot. Whew! Shit!" Anne yelped as Billy's cock thumped, spitting out its needy load.
"Mrs. Reese!" he yelled. "Oh ... oh...."
"Cum on, honey, just let it cum!"
Billy fell flat on top of Anne. He was panting, blasting out hot gasps of breath. His body shook with the last of his beautiful climax. Anne rolled him off to the floor beside her.
"Now, Allan, you fuck me," she said.
The handsome boy, his hair cut in a Prince Valiant, dropped between Anne's legs. His cock stood out hard, the head red and creamy. It was a beautiful little prick surrounded with peach fuzz.
Anne grabbed the bottom of her sweater and pulled it over her head. Then she took her tits out. They splayed huge and juicy up over the bra.
Allan punched his cock at the lush cunt. Anne caught it with her hand, squeezed it and pulled it down. She slicked it in. It was so hot inside her pussy!
The boy jacked his ass up and down. His cock pounded Anne's cunt. She held his cute face in her hands, drawing her fingers along his cheek, lifted her head off the floor and kissed him.
Allan's ass was like a hot jackhammer. His cock fucked Anne's pussy like a sliding plug.
"Jesus!" Anne finally sighed.
She loved fucking these boys. It was a fantasy come true. She had always fantasized something like this. She had no idea it would ever happen. Now, here she was being fucked by this gorgeous boy on the floor, while all the other boys played with their pricks and watched.
"Fuck me!" she shouted.
Allan punched it home. His bangs were flying, his balls banged against her ass. Anne threw her legs around him and rolled her ass off the floor as Allan came. His cock exploded. It throbbed, expanded, and it spit out a gob of cum. Allan was pumping up and down on Anne wildly. His strokes were fast and hard. They were hot and excited. His body jerked. His strokes were punches.
The poor boy had never felt anything like this in his life. He had never experienced the delight of a climax. His cock poured out its first load and Anne took it respectfully and thankfully. The flush of cream filled her cunt as she shuddered.
"Fuck it all off, Allan!" she sobbed.
She came in colors, an explosion, as if a Roman Candle had expoded. She shut her eyes and let out a quick, sharp gasp. The ripple of pleasure started slow, then raced through her.
"Goddam!" she yelled.
Allan fell on top of her, breathing hard. Peter was already standing ready. Allan rolled off the beautiful woman and Peter was on her in an instant, his cock clapping Anne's thighs, his hardon hot, a full five inches.
She pushed his cock in her cunt and rolled her hips at it.
"Goddam, I want all you boys to fuck me!"
Anne cried. Anne was in a frenzy. "Fuck me you little bastard!"
Peter was more awkward than Allan. His strokes were unsure, but his cock was hard and hot. Anne needed it. She loved pricks. She wanted to fuck these boys forever.
Peter was so taken with the beautiful woman, the slant of her stunning face, her big tits pressed to his chest, his virgin cock plugged in her pussy, that he came instantly. The cum jetted into Anne's cunt. It was as if someone turned on a hot shower.
"Shit!" Anne hooted. "Oh, fill me up. Fill me up with cum, boys! Shoot all your hot cum in me!"
Then Wayne took his turn. He crawled on top of Anne and stuck his cock in her pussy. Anne was delirious now. She pumped her hips off the floor at the crew-cut boy, fucked it to him wild-ly. "Oh, Mrs. Reese," he muttered. "I love this."
"I know you do, darling. I know it. So, fuck me, fuck me good."
He humped his ass up and down, and his cock thumped Anne's slushy pussy. He dunked it in and out fervently, faster, faster, faster.
"Fuck me fast, baby!" Anne screeched.
"Fuck me fast!"
It was a simultaneous climax. Anne crested up over the luscious loop of paradise as Wayne's cock gushed out its load.
Little George was next. He was such a cute little blonde boy. Anne felt a delicious tingle as he pushed his hot cock in her. It was like a burning thumb in her pussy.
"You little fucker," she whispered. "You sweet, little sonofabitch!"
"Mrs. Reese!" the boy gasped.
"Fuck my cunt, George!"
The boy was so young, so tender. It thrilled Anne. She loved fucking more than anything in the world, and just to have this virgin lad bouncing up and down on her while his prick fucked her pussy was almost more than she could handle.
She threw her legs over the boy's humping ass. She locked them and pulled down, pulled into her. His cock burned in her cunt.
She fucked up at it. Long, slow, hot, circular motions of her hips ground her against the jamming boy. She felt his tiny cock bloat and spit. A steady stream of cream flooded her pussy. Cream was flowing down her thighs. The rug was thick with white cum. Her pussy was full.
"Fill me up!" Anne shouted. "I want gallons of cum!"
She was lost. She had never been fucked like this. All these boys, all that cum, so many climaxes!
"Oh, God, oooo, sweet Jesus!" she whispered.
She quivered, shivered, that sweeping sensation climaxed through her and rattled her hervous system.
"Shit, fuck, cum!" Anne shouted. "Fuck my cunt! Fuck me with that little prick, George! Fuck, mama! Oh, honey, baby!"
The rippling emotion stimulated her to a level of utter ecstasy. The boy's prick sent her into orgasm after orgasm. All her senses tingled.
She gasped, choked, tried to scream. But another wave of delight washed over her, a hyper-jangle of sweet lust.
George fucked his cock into her.
"Diddle me, goddamnit! Ball me, baby!" Anne finally shouted.
George's cock squirted out another steamy load. He lifted high off Anne and came down with a crunch on top of her, spent, panting, gasping.
Anne was so satisfied. She patted the youngster on the back as he lay puffing on top of her.
"There, there, darling," she cooed. "Don't tremble to death."
George finally pulled his cock out and rolled off Anne. She stood up and stripped off her bra. She stood magnificent in her high-heels, nylons and garter-belt. Her pussy dripped cum to the carpet. Big globs hung to her thighs.
She wanted to take all the boys on at once.
The boys were still in a circle around Anne. She smiled sweetly at them. "Billy, you get down on the floor, lay down on your back here."
The boy did as the beautiful woman instructed. His cock was hard as iron. Anne straddled him, her knees on the floor, and then she sat back, her ass on her ankles as she took Billy's prick in her pussy. She bucked back and forth on it.
"There," she said, "Your prick's in there good. Wayne, you stand up over us, in front of me. Yes, like that."
Wayne spread his legs so they were on either side of Billy. He humped his cock at Anne's mouth. She grabbed it and slicked it in, then took it.
"I want two of you on both sides," she said. George and Peter crawled to her side, and she clasped each cock and began stroking. She leaned forward so her ass was exposed. Danny needed no urging. He got behind her and plugg-ed his cock in her asshole. She had all five boys hard and hot! Poor little George was left out of the fun. Even though he'd just finished fucking Anne, his cock was on the rise. He grabbed it and masturbated it.
Anne sucked cock. She fucked cock. She jacked cock. The boys were excited. They panted, gasped.
"You're sucking my prick, Mrs. Reese!" Wayne said.
Anne slurped on his cock, licked it, bit it, tasted the jizz that squirted in her mouth. She licked Danny's hot, little cock up her ass and Billy's prick spiking her cunt. She pumped furiously on the others' cocks. It was a fucker's paradise. Wayne's prick erupted. Sweet cum seeped from Anne's mouth, dripped down her chin and splattered on Billy's chest below. The lad's cock was still unbelievably hard. She sucked out the flavorful cum until Wayne staggered backwards and fell on his ass on the carpet.
"Fuck me boys!" Anne yelled, white strings of cum sticking to her red lips. "Fuck me, you little bastards!"
George was quick. He took Wayne's position and stuffed his cock in Anne's cum-soaked mouth. She sucked it hotly.
Danny rocked back and forth as he stabbed his mother's ass with his cock. Anne bucked back on it. As she did, she fucked down on Billy and jacked Peter and Allan.
She sucked savagely on George's cock. The lad couldn't stand it. He simply came violently and fainted, falling like a sack of feed on the floor.
"You little darlings!" Anne screamed. "Fuck mama! You've got to fuck mama!"
"Mommy!" Danny yelped.
Billy humped his cock up in harsh strokes. His ass thumped the floor. Peter came in Anne's hand. The honeysweet jizz foamed over her knuckles. Sprays of thick cream shot high in the air. He gulped, his breath catching in his throat.
"Fuck mama, boys. Fuck your mama!"
Billy came. A keen load of thick cum splash-ed up into Anne's pussy. She could tell little Allan was about to explode in her hand.
"Allan, get up off your knees and cum on my face," Anne whimpered.
The boy stood up. She thumped his prick. It pulsated and gushed. Big gobs of cum smashed against Anne's face. The milk-white jizz poured at her. She opened her mouth, her tongue waved at it.
"Ay, yummy," she sobbed. "Yummy!"
Danny sent a spicy load up her ass.
"Aw, shit!" Anne screamed.
"Mommy! Oh, Mom!" Danny called from behind her. "I'm cumin' up your butt."
"Bugger me, baby!" Anne sobbed.
Billy's hard prick took Anne over the top one more time. It was a glittering climax, a gusty orgasm. Her juicy pussy fucked down on the hot cock. She took his thick wad.
The strength of her climax shook her. "Shoot that syrup in me, Billy!" Anne cried.
She fell through a glazed but sweet void of fabulous sensation ... at least she felt like she was falling, falling as her body radiated and climaxed.
"You dirty little fuckers!" she shouted.
The boys were spent, fucked out. Anne fell back on the carpet. Her pussy dripped cum. Her face was covered with the white jizz. Her hands m were full of bubbles. She rubbed the cream from her eyes and smiled lovingly at the boys.
"You've earned your merit badge in fucking," she whispered.
CHAPTER EIGHT
The next day Anne got the children off to school. And, since her husband was still out of town on business, she decided once again to take it easy, watch some television and lounge around the house.
Later she decided to straighten up a bit. She stopped in Sonny's room to pick up a pair of socks he had flung to the floor. On his bed she saw a copy of Playboy spread open that the young boy had left. Anne walked over to the bed. The magazine was open to a sexy photo of the playmate, who was attired in corset, bra, garter-belt, nylons and heels.
"Ah," Anne whispered. "So that's what he likes, is it?"
She smiled and did the rest of her cleaning, then waited for the children to come home. Just before her arrival, she showered and changed clothes.
If the picture titillated her boys, then she'd give them a delightful surprise, she decided.
She slipped into a tight black corset, button-ed it even tighter so it gave her lovely figure a bulging hour-glass shape, and hooked her mountanous tits into a white half-bra. They splayed up over the top, two juicy, mouthwatering suckies, proud, pointed. She then slipped into a shiny pink garter-belt and dark nylons, which she hooked tautly to the belt. Then she wiggled into a thin pair of white nylon panties.
The panties fit her like a slick glove, so snug at the crotch the fabric was all puffed out by the thick patch of brown hair between her legs. Her cunt hair shaded the panties in an intriguing bronze V. Anne then combed out her long brown hair so that it fell lazily on her shoulders.
She slipped on a white silk robe, tied it, and went downstairs to wait for her family to return from school.
When they did, they brought with them a friend, a teenager. Sonny introduced him.
"Mom, this is Spike. He's your Mother's Day present from all of us."
"Mothers's Day?" Anne said. She had forgotten that in the blaze of exciting events that had been taking place. "Oh, yes, tomorrow!"
"And Spike's your present."
"Is that right?" Anne said, still puzzled. "What do you mean?"
"Show her Spike," Sonny said.
The boy blushed as he zipped down the fly of his cords. He reached inside and pulled out a rising, thumping cock that seemed to grow and leap by the inch as he withdrew it.
"My God!" Anne gasped.
"That's your Mother's Day present," Sonny said.
"Do you like it?" Danny asked.
"Is Spike a friend of yours?" Anne said, her eyes glued to the pulsating cock in the young boy's hand.
"He's in my gym class," Sonny said.
"Was this your idea, Sonny?"
"Yes."
"But we all thought it was great," Sally said gleefully.
"You are such a sweet bunch of kids," Anne smiled. Then she turned to Spike. "You're properly named, Spike."
His cock had ballooned to a full ten inches. Anne could see it thumping, the head big, red, almost like a fist. It was the most handsome prick she'd ever seen.
"I like it," Anne whispered. "Take off all your clothes."
The boy quickly undressed and stood nude in the middle of the room. His cock like a wild prong, wobbling, swinging up from between his legs.
"Oh, jeez!" Sally said, her words rushing out in a sharp, hot blast of breath.
Her mouth was puckered, as if she were about to whistle.
"My, my," Anne sighed. "That's quite a Mother's Day present."
"I thought you'd like it, Mom. First time I ever saw it was in the shower one day after gym. Then yesterday I started thinkin' about what to get you."
"And then he asked me about it," Sally said.
"But I had no idea it was ... was...."
"That big of a present?" Anne whispered.
"Yeah, that big," Sally said.
Spike's face was blushed red. He was a darling as he stood nude, his big teenaged cock, the freak hard-on, waving at lovely Anne.
Anne untied her robe and wiggled out of it. She let it fall to the floor, so she stood revealed in her exciting lingerie, the corset, the white panties, pink garter belt, the half-bra, the nylons, the bright white high heels.
"Oh, wow!" Spike gulped.
"God, Mom, you look good," Sally said.
Danny rubbed his crotch and stared at his mother.
"Come over here, Spike," Anne said. "Is that your real name?"
"No, Mrs. Reese, it's Darrel."
"Did you get that nickname because of this big spike?" Anne said, grabbing the boy's gigantic prick.
"That's what I thought," Anne said. "It's a nice present."
Her hand explored the vast length of the boy's massive prick. Anne kneeled before the young boy, pulling down on his prick. She slicked the skin back and fastened her freshly lipsticked lips to the head of Spike's cock.
"Ah, oh, Mrs....Mrs....oh...." the boy moaned.
Anne slipped his prick in her mouth and suck-ed it. Then she lifted off it. "Not so quick. I want to enjoy this."
Sonny came over to his mom as she stood up. he reached out and fingered her pussy through the white panties.
"Oh, Mom, you're so pretty," he whispered.
Anne smiled lovingly at her boy. "You naughty boy," she purred.
She pumped her hand on Spike's cock as it foamed and bubbled. Then she unzipped Sonny and took his prick out and held it.
"My! Both you boys are hot, huh?"
Sonny fingered his mother's wet, slushy pussy, hotly, slicking in two, then three fingers.
"Whew, Sonny," Anne panted. "Take my panties down."
Sonny fell eagerly to his knees and peeled Anne's pussy-packed panties off. He mashed his face to her cunt.
"Now, now, Sonny. Let's see Spike do that."
Sonny backed off and Spike took his turn dining on the beautiful woman's thick, hairy pussy. He munched, wiggling his tongue, licking and slobbering her cunt.
Sonny got up, leaned in and kissed Anne's tits.
"Shit!" Sally cried as she unzipped Danny's fly and pulled out his cock.
"That's good, Spike, just suck it, yes, suck it into your mouth, chew on it, baby, yah, that's the way! You sweet cunt-sucker!"
"Oh, Mom! This is so much fun," Sally whined.
She pulled on Danny's prick. The young boy slid his hand under her little, red mini-skirt. He pinched her pussy, rubbing it with his fingertips through a thin pair of white panties.
"Good, Spike," Anne whispered. "Yeah, suck my pussy like that!"
Sonny trembled with passion. He walked to Sally and quickly took off his clothes. His hard prick was so hot and throbbing it looked like the head might explode. Sally took her free hand and fisted it, lipping the skin back over the head. With her other hand she clutched Danny's cock.
"Jeez!" Sally hissed.
"Get up, Spike," Anne said.
Spike arose, his cock slamming up against hisbelly, wiggling between his legs.
Sally watched her beautiful mother, so stunning in her shiny corset, her nylons, heels, her big, sweet tits spilling over the top of her half bra. Anne pushed Spike to the carpet flat on his back, and Sally saw her squat down. Underhanded, she gripped the big thumping prick, squeezing it and inserting it into her pussy. Then she came down over the panting boy on all fours, circling her ass vulgarly, corkscrewing down on Spike's prick, taking it deeper and deeper.
"Up in there!" Anne cried. "I want this big prick up in there!"
It seemed endless, this gigantic young cock plunging into her itching cunt.
"Yeah, way up there! Yeah, honey. Oh!"
Anne bucked on the mammoth prick. "Ever been fucked before, Spike?" Anne asked hotly.
"No, but I like it."
"I know you do," Anne said. "Now Danny, I want you behind me. I want your cock up my ass."
Sally let go of Danny's little prick, but continued grasping Sonny's big hard-on as if it were giving her the gift of life. Danny came to the middle of the room and got down on his knees behind his mother.
"Now, put it in there, Danny," Anne said.
"Up your ass, Mom?"
"Yes, up my butt, honey!"
Danny wiggled closer, his hips against his mother's golden, award-winning, dream ass. He plugged his little cock up her asshole.
"Ah, yeah! Oh, shit!" Anne sighed.
"Oh, my God!" Sally yelped. "You're fuckin' Mommy's ass, Danny!"
The boy had a hot wide smile on his face.
Spike humped his hips off the floor in a grip of passion, punching his cock harder and deeper into Anne's cunt.
"That's it, Spike. Fuck it!" Anne yelled.
Sally was pumping Sonny's cock wildly as she watched her fucking mother buck her hips around and around accommodating both Spike's and Danny's pricks.
"Come over here, Sonny," Anne said.
"I want his cock!" Sally protested.
"I thought this was my Mother's Day present," Anne teased.
"Well...."
Sonny moved from his sister to his mother. "Get down on your knees in front of me, Sonny," Anne said.
He did. His cock waved at her mouth, Anne reached up with one hand while the other gave her balance on the floor. She grabbed Sonny's frothing cock and licked the white gob off the tip. She slicked it into her mouth, then return-ed her hand to her all-fours position on the floor and bobbed her head as she fucked the other two pricks.
Anne was caught in a wild grip of passion. She had never ever felt such delightful sensations.
"Oh, Mom, you're really doin' it," Sally gasped.
Anne mumbled, slicking her thick lips on Sonny's rock-hard cock.
"It makes me so hot!" Sally cried.
Anne could imagine the sight of herself fucking the three boys. Her in her sexy lingerie, the boys all hot and hard, thrilled and excited to be treated to such a delight.
She rolled her ass lewdly back on Danny's punching prick. It felt like someone had a hot cork up her ass and she loved it. Sonny's cock thumped and squirted in her mouth. She liked that too.
Spike's foot-long cock hammered up into her and it felt wonderful. She absolutely loved his prick pumping in and out of her insatiable pussy.
Sally sat down in an easy chair across from the fucking on the floor. She slid down on the edge of the big cushion, pulled up her tiny skirt and pushed her panties down. She fucked her finger into her sweet, pretty blonde cunt.
"Oh, God!" she sobbed. "Danny's fuckin' your ass, Mom. I've never seen that before. Fuckin' yOur ass like that. Jeez!"
"Feels good too," Danny panted.
Hearing her beautiful young children talk like this excited Anne. She picked up the tempo of her ravishing fucking. Instantly she felt the grip of the climax grab her like a bolt of lightning. She came, her body vibrating with ecstasy.
Sonny screamed, "Mom!" and released his load into her mouth.
Danny gulped, panted, wheezed, and fucked his little cock at Anne's ass and spilled a rich, thick stream of cum at her asshole. Spike delivered the final flush of cream as his huge cock bloated and exploded in Anne's pussy.
She pulled back on Sonny's spitting cock. She gasped as Sonny's red-headed prick splattered out a gob of thick cream that hit her on the cheek. It was glued there for a moment, then slowly dripped to the corner of his mother's mouth.
She licked it into her mouth, panting, gasping as she climaxed. Her body was filled with love and that delicious warm feeling she liked so much.
"Oh, come on!" she shouted. "Cum, boys! Come on and cum!"
Three hot, squirting cocks for Mother's Day. What more could she possibly ask for?
Sally was still fucking her pussy with her finger. "I wanna fuck, too," she panted.
"I know you do, dear," Anne gasped.
Just then the'doorbell rang. Anne and the four children froze for a moment. Then Anne whispered, "Let's not answer it."
But suddenly the door swung open and in walked Brenda Hart and her son Mike. "I saw your car here and I knew you were ... what the ... what?"
Brenda, the former beauty queen, gasped. She was amazed at the sight of all the fucking action, the still-drooling cocks, Anne and the boys on the floor, Sally splayed out with her finger in her pussy.
"It's my Mother's Day present," Anne said. "Good God!" Brenda whispered. Little Mike stared in fascination. His eyes riveted on the beautiful Sally, her sweet young blonde looking so good spread out on the chair. Her little red skirt was up over her waist, her panties down, her finger in her pussy.
Brenda was attired in a white Angora sweater, a Navy blue skirt that hemmed out above her knees, nylons, and dark blue heels. Mike had on jeans and a checked button-down shirt. "Mother's Day present?" Brenda questioned. "Yeah, Spike, here," Anne said, finally standing up, cum still slipping down her cheek. "They brought me Spike."
Brenda eyed the boy lying on the floor, his big limp cock dribbling cum on his belly. She shivered with a shock of delight and excitement. "Well, wasn't that thoughtful?"
"I thought so," Anne said. "Goddamnit, if I don't get to fuck soon, I'm gonna go crazy," Sally babbled.
Anne noticed Mike's cock was hard as rock and sticking up against his jeans. "Mike, why don't you fuck Sally?"
He went to the pretty girl, fell between her legs and removed her panties. Then he unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down with his shorts. His cock snapped to attention.
"Give that thing to me!" Sally yelped.
He pushed it toward her. Sally clutched it and guided it in her cunt.
"Oh, yeah, in my pussy, in there," she babbled.
Sonny got up and went to Brenda. He stood in front of her, his cock hard as rock.
"This cock never goes down, does it?" Brenda purred.
Brenda grabbed Sonny's cock, fisted it.
Spike got up too. His cock started to rise as he looked at the former beauty queen, so delicious-looking in her tight skirt and sweater. He too went to her and she grabbed his prick.
"My, God! What a cock!"
"Big enough to give you a real good fuck," Anne said.
"God, every time I'm around you, Anne, I end up fucking."
Spike slipped his hands around the skirt and slid it up around Brenda's waist to reveal a pair of ice-blue panties that were muffed at the crotch by the thick hair of her big pussy.
The boy trembled at the sight. His cock thumped in Brenda's hand. It squirted out a gob of cream that dribbled to the carpet.
Mike was in Sally now, deep and hard.
"Goddamn!" Sally gulped. "Shit, I love to fuck. I just love to have a prick in my pussy!"
"My little daughter has become a fucking maniac," Anne smiled.
"Yeah, I'm a fucking maniac," Sally sobbed. "Come on, fuck me, Mike, fuck me!"
Brenda was concerned with the two hard, hot cocks in her hands. Spike's was so huge now she had to look it over to make sure that it was real. Her fingers fluted the stalk as she inspected the length of it.
"Take her down and fuck her, boys," Anne said.
Danny was quick to interject himself into the action. He fell to his knees in front of Brenda, took her panties down, and kissed her cunt.
Brenda clutched the two thumping cocks as the little boy gobbled her cunt.
"God," Brenda panted.
"Fuck her, Spike," Anne said.
"I wanna fuck her," Sonny protested.
"No, Sonny, let Spike give her a Mother's Day fuck."
"Yes, let Spike give me a Mother's Day ... oh, oh, oh," Brenda burbled as Danny licked her pussy.
Sonny backed off. "Well, what am I gonna do?"
"You're going to sit down over there on the couch and jack yourself off, that's what," his mother said.
Spike had Brenda pulled to him now. His big cock slapped at her thighs.
"Jesus!" Brenda whimpered.
Then they fell to the floor, Brenda down on her back, her tight skirt rippled up over her waist, her pussy exposed. Spike lowered himself over her, his giant cock wiggling toward her cunt.
Brenda grabbed it and inserted the head of it in her wet pussy. "Ah, yes ... oh, shit, I love this!"
"I'm cummin'!" Sally screamed.
The gorgeous young lass was shaking, shivering all over, as she humped her ass off the chair to meet Mike's blazing fuck-strokes. "Oh, Mom, I'm gettin' it!"
"Cum, honey, go ahead," Anne said.
Mike humped his ass. His cock fucked her and Sally wiggled, seethed, fucked off.
"Oh, shit! Fuck, shit, cum!" she yelled.
Spike by now was dunking his lewd, huge cock into Mrs. Hart. He pumped hotly on top of her.
Sonny was sitting on the couch jacking off. Anne went over and sat down beside him.
"Come over here now, Sally," Anne commanded.
Mike spit off his load in Sally's pussy, moaning loudly as he came.
"I can't, Mom," Sally panted. "He's fillin' me up with cum. It feels too good!"
Mike was so taken by his climax, he fell backwards on his ass on the floor. Sally was panting, gasping for breath.
"Come over here, Sally. Right now!" Anne said.
Finally, Sally got up, her pussy dripping and wet, and walked to the couch. She sat down beside Sonny and Anne.
"Now, jack your brother off, and let's watch Spike fuck Brenda," Anne said.
Sally grabbed Sonny's hard cock and pulled up and down on it. Anne diddled her own pussy as they watched Spike and Brenda fuck. Danny crawled over to the couch and kissed his mother's pussy.
"Sure, that's right ... that's a good idea, Danny, suck on my pussy for me."
Mike then took the cue and also crawled to the couch. He got down on all fours and licked at Sally's cunt as she jacked on Sonny's prick.
Brenda and Spike were fucking up a storm on the floor. His naked, smooth ass, humped up and down as his cock punched in and out of Brenda's hot cunt.
"Jesus!" whined Brenda. "What a great Mother's Day!"
"Yes, isn't it?" Anne agreed.
CHAPTER NINE
Anne's husband, Bill, returned home from his business trip the next day. He arrived home late in the afternoon and gave Anne an obligatory kiss. He then went upstairs and took a shower.
Anne fixed dinner, a nice roast, mashed potatoes, green beans, and salad. Sally puttered about the kitchen helping her until the meal had been prepared.
Bill came down and took a seat at the table, as did Sonny and Danny. Bill sat at one end and Anne at the other. Sonny sat next to Anne, with Danny and Sally filling out the other spaces.
Anne wore a white cotton dress and Sally looked cute in a Navy blue sailor's skirt and tank-top with white stripes.
"I'm sorry I missed being here for Mother's Day," Bill said. "Oh, that's okay," Anne replied. "What did the children give you?"
"Quite a present," Anne said.
The children all smiled at each other, then glanced at their mother.
"Well, what was it?" Bill said, cutting into his beef.
"If you wouldn't have been gone, you'd know!" Anne snapped.
"Can't you tell me?"
"No, I'm not going to."
There was tension at the supper table. Bill looked quizzically at his children, then at his wife.
"What's going on here?" he demanded.
"Father's Day is coming up soon," Sally said.
"Yes, it is," her father answered. "But that has nothing to do with this."
Sally got up, so sweet, so succulent in her sailor's outfit. She walked to where her father sat and stood dangerously close to him.
"May I give you your Father's Day present, Daddy?"
"Now?"
"Yes, now," Sally answered. "Well...."
Sally hoisted the hem of her blue skirt, pulling it slowly up her precious legs, her lovely thighs. She wore no panties and her beautiful young, blonde pussy looked delicious. The fuzzpacked crotch was mouth-watering. She smiled lewdly at her father.
He looked at her cunt, then glanced up at Sally's face. Their eyes met. He saw the smile, the sweep of her tongue over her lower lip.
"What's goin' on here?" Bill asked.
"Fuck it, Daddy. Fuck my pussy, will you?"
Anne smiled. Her daughter was wonderful! Anne reached under the table and her hand crawled up Sonny's leg. He had a huge hardon, as usual, and she grasped it through his trousers.
Sally began swinging her hips vulgarly in front of her father. "Come on, Daddy, fuck me."
Bill's cock leapt in his slacks. Sally held the hem of her skirt up with one hand and with the other she unzipped her dad's fly. She reached inside and withdrew his hard cock.
"Ooooo, Daddy!" she exclaimed.
Anne hadn't seen her husband's cock hard in so long-and it thrilled her.
"Sally, you shouldn't do this," her father whispered.
"Oh, Daddy," the girl sighed as her hand explored the big prick. "Daddy, Daddy!"
"Oh, God," Bill sighed, trembling with excitement.
Anne unzipped Sonny and took his cock out. It felt hot in her hand under the table and she began to jack it.
Sally threw a leg over her father and straddled him.
"Don't put it all in at once, Daddy," she whispered.
She came down on her daddy's prick, taking the top of it in her wet pussy.
Bill was beside himself with delight. His pretty daughter, her beautiful face etched in desire and lust, his cock lodged in her cunt, sent hot shivers through him.
Sally rocked back and forth on his cock. "This is what we gave Mom," she said. "We gave her a fuck, Daddy. We gave her a good fuck."
Sonny's cock erupted in Anne's jerking fist. As the cum spilled to the kitchen floor, Anne knew that life would be quite different from now on. It would be the kind of life she had always wanted.
