It had been said that every person has some dark passion within his soul-some hidden secret, desire or whim that may never surface to be seen by even the closest confidante. Such a secret can be evil' and sinister, or it may be trivial and trite.
In America, such dark passions are easily submerged and hidden by the complexities of modern everyday life. Yet, sometimes dark passions surface-and another Charles Manson emerges. Sometimes such passions are exposed and another Tidal Basin or Watergate scandal hits the headlines.
HOT FAMILY is a dramatic representation of a family which dares to let its most base desires and passions come to the fore. They are some of the few who are willing to accept the consequences-be they reward or punishment-for allowing themselves to be completely liberated. Their story is a startling insight into the lives of people who dare to let it all hang out.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
"No! No! No!" Ann rasped.
Carl's hand pushed at her head insistently. Her cheek rested on his hairy chest. In the semidarkness of their bedroom she could see his blood-engorged cock standing stiffly at his crotch. The dark blunt head glistened. He pushed at her head again, urging her mouth toward it. She shook her head violently and rolled to one side.
"Why?" he asked in a whisper. She felt his weight shift and knew that he had raised himself onto an elbow and was looking at the back of her head.
"You know why. I've told you a hundred times," she replied, hurt and anger causing her voice to tremble.
"Well, damn it, tell me again!" He caught himself halfway through the sentence, lowering his voice. Their two children were in the house.
"It's just not right! Just thinking of it makes me feel dirty!" Her harsh, whisper cut the air between them.
Carl lay silent for several minutes. The bed shifted as he rolled back onto his back and stared at the ceiling. Ann lay motionless for a while and then rolled slowly over, her soft naked body pressing against his hard muscular frame. Her slim fingers slid down across his belly and circled the base of his half-hard cock.
"You know that it's not that I think that you're dirty," she whispered. "It's just that I can't get over my hang-up about it."
Her fingers were working their magic. His cock began to throb and swell as she stroked the length of it, her fingertips flicking across the sensitive head. Her thighs opened and her pussy pressed wetly against his leg.
"I love to feel your cock inside me!" she sighed.
Ann rolled onto her back and tugged at his cock, inviting him to fill her pussy with it. Carl hesitated, but her fingers had done their job. His blood pounded and his cock jerked. His balls throbbed with their pressing load. He rolled over onto her and paused, supporting his weight on arms and knees. He looked down at her large breasts, capped with large dark nipples. He saw the spread thighs and a flash of lust ran through his body. His cock waved slowly up and down, bumping her flat belly.
Her arms circled his neck and she smiled up at him. Her thighs opened wider and her ass lifted to meet him. His expressionless face hovered over hers for a second and then dropped to meet her mouth. Their lips mashed together and she felt his tongue stab into her mouth, hot and hard, probing every corner of her mouth. She stabbed back with her tongue, entwining it with his.
Breath rasped through their flared nostrils as naked flesh pressed against naked flesh and the bottom side of his cock pressed into her wet slit, rubbing back and forth against her tiny hard clit.
He tore his mouth from hers and dropped to her rigid nipple, sucking the reddish-brown button into his mouth and lashing his tongue back and forth across it. Flashing stabs of pleasure drove into her as his teeth grated over the sensitive knob and his tongue teased it.
His mouth darted across to the other nipple and repeated the sucking and licking. Ann arched her back, pushing her nipple deeper into his wet mouth and pressing her spongy breast against his face. Her hands clutched at the back of his head and pulled at it. Her pussy throbbed and pulsed as he teased and nipped at her tender nipples.
His mouth left the reddish-brown knob and his tongue licked the valley between the trembling mounds. Her hands stroked his head and she purred as he licked slowly lower. She suddenly realized that his tongue was crossing her belly, leaving a wet trail. It stabbed into her navel and her whole body jerked with the rush of heat and passion that shot through her. Her mind was foggy with lust and her pussy ached for his cock. She strained her hips upward, begging for the touch of his flesh against the lips of her cunt.
"UUUUHHHNNN!" she moaned, her hungry body rolling and thrusting.
His tongue left her navel and for a second she held her breath, expecting the pressing ram of his cock against the entrance of her cunt. Then something hot danced over the bush of hair at her crotch and down over the sensitive lips of her pussy. Her eyes snapped open and she stared down at the top of his head. His mouth was only inches from her boiling pussy. Her hands pulled and tore at him, trying to pull him away, but he was too strong. His head forced its way down and she almost screamed as his open mouth cupped around her drooling cunt.
Her mind fought to control her body. Her mind told her that it was wrong, but her body fought harder. The passion and pleasure that swelled up inside her took control and her hands relaxed. Her head twisted to one side and she bit her Up. His tongue stabbed between the fleshy lips and she jerked as pleasure slammed through her. Her legs opened wider and she moaned.
"No! No! No!" she heard her voice whisper, and yet her knees were pulling up and she was pushing her pussy up to meet his mouth. Her fingers were tangled in his hair, pulling his mouth tighter to her cunt.
Ann felt his hot tongue flick across her love button and her whole body shivered with the waves of pleasure. Her mind sank into the fog of lust and she lost all control. Her hands pulled at his head, her hips bouncing slowly. His mouth made tiny wet sounds as he sucked and licked at her pussy. She felt fantastic pressure and pleasure building up deep inside her and she became obsessed with its climax. Her body strained and pushed as he teased her clit. His strong hands cupped her full ass, lifting it and bringing her gaping pussy closer to his stabbing tongue.
Ann's body arched and went rigid. "All! All! AAAAHH! AAAAAGGGGNNNN!" she squealed. Every nerve in her body vibrated and the world seemed to explode.
For long seconds she strained and shook, her muscles trembling with the waves of pleasure that rumbled through her. Nothing existed except the intense pleasure that her climax brought.
Her body went limp suddenly, and she lay, chest heaving, absorbed in the throes of her climax. Carl licked softly at her pussy lips, scooping the drops of sweet juices into his mouth.
"OH, MY GOD!" Ann groaned as her breath slowly came back.
"Good?" he asked.
"Fantastic!" she groaned.
"Hey, better keep it down. The kids, remember?" he cautioned.
"Fuck the kids!" she rasped harshly. "I want your cock!" she demanded, her fingers clawing and pulling at him.
His cock jerked and throbbed as she urged him onto her tense, straining body. She whimpered and moaned as his thighs dropped between hers and she felt the blunt head of his cock pressing against the slippery, hot lips of her pussy.
"Yes! Yes! Shove it in me!" she pleaded.
Ann opened her legs and bent her knees, pulling her feet up behind his back. She was being consumed by a new, furious lust. Her body hungered for more and more climaxes. Her fingers clawed at his muscular back as he settled onto her and pushed his cock against the mouth of her cunt. The large blunt head slipped out of the pulsing hole and skidded up her slit, rubbing over her rigid little clit. Ann moaned and slipped her hand between their bodies and found his cock. Pushing it back down between her thighs, she guided it into her gaping, convulsing cunt.
"Ahhhh!" she moaned as the rock-hard flesh pushed the lips of her pussy open and plunged slowly into its molten heat.
Ann's ass lifted, her back arching as she pushed her pussy up to meet his descending cock. It filled and stretched the wet walls of her cunt, plunging deeper and deeper until she felt the soft bump of his balls on her upturned ass. Her breath whistled through clenched teeth as she released it.
Her legs rose and curled around his body, her feet locking around his ass. Her long fingernails raked his back as she slipped further and further into the throes of passion. Deep in the back of her mind, Ann realized that she had slipped deeper into lust and passion than she had ever been before. For a moment she questioned the new experience and then the lust drove even those thoughts from her mind. Her hungry, yearning body took control and her only thought was another climax.
Ann felt his hips pistoning faster and faster as he drove his swollen cock again and again into her hot pussy. His balls bounced off her ass with each plunge of his rock-hard cock. She clenched her teeth and clamped her eyes tightly shut as she sank into the first throes of coming. Her pussy clutched at his cock and her body shuddered as the waves of pleasure swept through her. Little whimpers bubbled up from her throat.
"OH! OH! YES! FUCK MEEEE!" she wailed as she felt the crash of pleasure and sensation roaring through her trembling body.
Carl slammed his cock deeper and harder into her, his own lust driving him closer and closer to coming. His ass hammered his cock back and forth. He felt her cunt clutching at it, squeezing and milking as she came.
Ann had begun to relax as her climax began to subside a little. Carl grunted and slammed his cock to the hilt in her pussy and she knew that he was about to come. His body stiffened and hung motionless over her. She pushed her throbbing cunt upward, trying to get just a little more of his hard rod of flesh into her. The first scalding gusher of his cum filled her cunt and pushed her over the edge into another climax. She raked his back with her nails and moaned and whimpered.
Flood after flood of his hot cum spewed into her hungry cunt, filling it to overflowing and running in hot rivers down over her ass. She shivered again and again as she lost all contact with the world and sank into the flashing colors of pleasure that gripped her straining body.
Gasping for breath, they finally collapsed into a damp heap and lay silent for several minutes. Carl rolled slowly off of her, his cock sliding from her cunt and releasing a flood of cum from the gaping hole. It ran in streams over her ass and puddled under her.
"God, that was good!" Ann gasped. She was never one to talk during or after sex but for some reason she had to say it
"The best!" he replied.
She rolled to him and cuddled against his side, her fingers finding his cock and taking pleasure in fondling the slippery, half-hard rod. A thought flashed through her. She wondered what it would taste like. She quickly pushed the thought from her mind and lay quietly, stroking his cock.
Carl eased himself off the bed and crossed to the bath. The door closed behind him and Ann stared at it for a moment. She rolled onto her back and focused her eyes on the ceiling. Her mind roamed slowly through her thoughts. She wondered what had happened to her to drive her to such depths of lust. She knew that it had to be because of Carl's mouth on her pussy. He had never done that before, but one thing she was sure of, she wanted him to do it again. She smiled at the warm feeling that the thought brought to her wet pussy.
The bathroom door opened and she rolled off the bed and kissed Carl's cheek as she passed him. Closing the door, she cleaned her pussy and stood looking in the full-length mirror hanging on the inside of the door. She was satisfied that her body was still in pretty good shape for a woman with two teenage children. Her breasts weren't huge, but neither did they sag. The large dark nipples stared back at her from the mirror. Her hips were full and her legs still well shaped and not fat. Her eyes fell on the bush of dark hair at the juncture of her thighs. It was damp and curly. Her lingers combed through it and her mind flashed back to the feel of Carl's tongue between the lips of her pussy. She shivered with the memory and closed her eyes.
Suddenly, Ann realized that her fingers were stroking her clit. Her eyes popped open and she stared down at them in the mirror. She had never touched herself like that before. Not even when she was younger. For a moment fear rose in her. She wondered what was happening to her.
She had delved deeper into sex and lust tonight than she had ever done before in her life. She stared into her reflected eyes for a few seconds. Her fingers were still slipping up and down the length of her slippery slit. Heat rose up in her belly and her eyes narrowed. She leaned back against the tile wall and opened her thighs. She could see the dark-pink inner flesh of her cunt. Her finger stirred the oozing juices to a froth as she watched herself jack off.
The sight of her pussy and her fingers working in it, and the lust that stirred deep inside her, made her arch her back and open her legs wider, exposing her cunt more. She stared down at the glistening slit and the angry red knob of her clit. Her fingertip flicked over it and she jerked with the sensation that shot through her. Her hips moved back and forth and she felt her pussy beginning to pulse. Her slim finger teased and massaged the hard button, stirring her passion higher and higher. She lowered her eyelids and pretended that her finger was Carl's tongue.
Passion surged through her and she felt her straining body edging closer and closer to a climax.
She had to bite her hp to restrain a groan as she felt the boiling, rising pleasure in her pussy. Her finger moved faster and faster, almost tearing at the tender flesh of her cunt as she pulled and urged herself to the brink of coming. Her other hand joined her right one at her pussy and she plunged a finger into her dripping hole, just as she felt the bubble of passion burst and send the flood of pleasure racing through her body. She trembled and shook as she lost herself for a few moments in coming.
Her body sagged back against the tile and she fought to regain her breath. Her cunt convulsed around her finger as she rocked under the impact of her climax. A distant sound penetrated her foggy mind.
"Ann?" a muffled voice called from the other side of the door.
She forced her eyes open and pushed herself erect. She cleared her throat and tried to pull herself together enough to answer.
"Yes, Carl?" she finally replied weakly.
"You all right?"
"Just fine. I'll be out in a minute." She knew that her voice was weak and raspy.
Avoiding her face in the mirror, she ran water in the sink and washed again as she regained her breath. She turned and opened the door and stepped into the bedroom. Carl lay in the bed, the sheet pulled up over him.
"I was getting a little worried, you were in there so long," he said.
She smiled as casually as she could. "Just inspecting this old body," she lied.
"That's not an old body," he said. "It's a young and beautiful one."
"Thank you, Dear. Flattery will get you anything," she teased, taking a seductive stance.
"Don't you think you ought to check on the kids?" he asked, changing the subject.
"Yeah. Guess I'd better."
She picked up her robe and slipped into it. Opening the door, she crossed the hall to Pam's room and knocked softly. Hearing no answer, she opened it slowly and stepped inside. The lamp on the dresser glowed softly. Her thirteen-year-old daughter lay on her stomach, under the sheet. Ann crossed to the dresser and reached to turn off the lamp and then paused. A movement caught her eye. The round curve of Pam's little ass was rising and falling under the sheet. Ann looked at it for a few seconds, mystified. Then she realized what it was causing it. The girl was playing with herself in her sleep.
Ann stood very still and quiet, her mind fumbling with the situation. For the first time she saw her daughter as a sexual being. It was almost too much to cope with. The movement picked up speed and Ann watched closely. A faint smile was fixed on the sleeping girl's face and her body was moving faster. Suddenly, a tiny moan parted the adolescent lips and her small body shivered. Ann quickly flicked the lamp off and tiptoed out of the room. She was aware of strange feelings that lay deep in her belly, and of the wetness between her thighs.
Shaken, she padded down the hall and stepped into Bobby's room. He was sitting up in bed, reading. She forced a smile as he looked up at her and smiled back. , "Hi, Mom," he said.
"Hi," she replied, crossing to the bed and sitting down on the edge. "Good book?" she asked.
"Fair. It's an assignment for English."
Her mind was still fumbling with the scene she had witnessed in Pam's room. She sat for a moment, her eyes on the boy but her mind in her other child's room. Suddenly, it dawned on her that if her thirteen-year-old daughter was a sexual being, then her fourteen-year-old son was also. The thought hit her like a punch. She was visibly rocked.
"You okay, Mom?" he asked, a look of concern sweeping across his face.
"Huh? Oh, uh ... yes, I'm fine," she stammered.
She forced a smile and leaned over and kissed his cheek. The nearness of his young body and the flashing thought of his young cock sent a shiver through her. She fought the strange feelings with all her mind as she rose to her feet, still shaken.
"Good night, Dear," she said.
"Good night, Mom," he replied, looking up at her with a curious expression.
She turned quickly and left his room and turned down the hall. She had to be alone. She passed her bedroom door and continued through the house to the kitchen. She fumbled in the refrigerator for orange juice and pulled the vodka from the cabinet. Mixing herself a screwdriver, she carried it to the table and sat down. She sipped the drink and let her mind run over the thoughts and sensations she had experienced in the previous few minutes.
She had been a virgin when she and Carl had married, and after the usual fumbling and mistakes, she had learned to enjoy sex, even though they had been married for nearly two years before she had climaxed. But in this one night, more lust and passion and desire had been awakened in her than had been in the previous fifteen years. She was more than a little shaken and afraid of the new-found feelings. She had experienced a more intense climax than she ever had before and she had used her fingers to bring herself off. She had felt strange urges when she had seen Pam jacking off in her sleep and when she had been near her son.
As she finished the drink, she was aware that thinking about what had happened had stirred her desire once more. She felt the heat and dampness in her pussy and the faint hunger deep in her belly. She tried to shake it off but found it growing more intense.
Rising, she tiptoed down the hall and peeked through the door into her bedroom. Carl was turned on his side facing the door, asleep. She continued down to Bobby's door and found it closed. She listened and heard his regular breathing. She returned to the bathroom off the hall and closed the door behind her. Opening her robe, she slipped out of it and stepped into the shower. The spray stung her flesh as she turned the knobs and let the water burst from the shower head.
Her shower was long and hot. Finally, satisfied that she had driven their desires from her body, she shut the shower off and stepped out. The rough towel made her tingle as she dried her naked body. She. turned to reach for her robe and the door opened. Pam stumbled sleepily into the bathroom.
"Oh, excuse me, Mom," the girl mumbled, turning to leave.
"That's all right. Come on in. I was through and about to leave," Ann said.
The girl returned and crossed to the toilet. She pulled up her gown and pushed her panties down.
"You and Daddy got a little noisy, didn't you?" she said to Ann's back as the woman started out the door.
Ann stopped and paused a moment.
"I ... guess we did," she mumbled, more than a little embarrassed. "Hope we didn't disturb you."
"No, not a bit," she heard the girl reply as she entered the hall. Something about what Pam had said or how she had said it. It gnawed at her mind as she crawled into bed beside Carl and tried to drift off to sleep. She couldn't put her finger on what it was but it wouldn't leave her alone.
CHAPTER TWO
The next day or two, try as she might, Ann couldn't make things return to their normal routine. The events of that night lurked in the back of her mind. She found her thoughts more and more occupied with sex. As she was putting clothes in the washing machine, she found herself staring at Pam's panties and Bobby's shorts.
Ann was beginning to get a little concerned with her developing obsession. She found her pussy wet and hot several times a day and had to fight to keep from quieting the fire with her fingers. She even found that she was looking at men in the supermarket and stores where she shopped and wondering about their cocks.
Returning from shopping one afternoon, she dropped her packages on the kitchen table and started back to her bedroom to change clothes. Reaching the door, she heard Pam's voice coming from within. She. paused and looked inside. The girl sat on the bed, talking on the telephone, her back to the door. Ann paused to hear the conversation...." and you should have seen his face when I unzipped his pants and took his cock out," Pam was saying.
The words hit Ann like a bomb. She staggered under the blow. Her thirteen-year-old daughter was telling someone about playing with a boy's cock. Her hand gripped the door frame and she forced herself to listen.
"No, it wasn't very big but it sure was hard," Pam was saying.
Ann's mind flashed to the night before and the face of Donny Brady. He was the son of one of her friends and lived three houses down the street. She had let Pam go to the party of a friend with him on the strength of her friendship with his mother. She remembered how they had laughed with each other on the phone about the two teenagers and their "date". Donny was a mere fifteen and seemed like a rather shy boy.
Ann's mind was spinning as she jumped from the memories of the night before to the present. She felt dizzy and weak in the knees. She was stunned with the shock of what Pam was saying and what she had done.
"Of course, I didn't let him fuck me. I don't want to get pregnant!" Pam was saying as Ann focused her ears once again on the girl's voice.
There was a pause as the other person on the phone said something and then Pam replied: "I sucked him off. I couldn't send him home all frustrated and horny."
Ann shivered at the thought of her daughter putting her mouth on the boy's cock. At first she thought it was revulsion, but as she studied the sensation she discovered that it wasn't. As much as she didn't want to admit it to herself, she'd felt a surge of lust. The thought of the boy's cock made her shiver again.
"You haven't? You've got to try it. It's not sickening at all. It's real yummy. And it makes me come when they shoot off in my mouth," Pam said.
Ann turned and stumbled into the bathroom. Pam had said "they". That meant that Donny wasn't the first! She collapsed onto the closed toilet and gasped for air. Her whole body trembled with the shock of what she had overheard. She was stunned and sat staring at the shower, too confused to even try to think. Her mind held the picture of her daughter holding a cock in her mouth, cum dripping from the corners of her mouth.
Slowly, she recovered a part of her senses and tried to think. She realized that her pussy was soaking wet, the crotch of her panties slippery against her thighs. Her whole crotch was on fire and she felt the fires of lust flickering deep inside her. She fought the feeling, trying to push it down and away from her mind but her body was quickly gaining control. Her legs trembled and her pussy ached and burned with a hungry lust.
Ann turned and noticed that the door of the bathroom was still open. As if in a trance, she rose and stepped to it quietly and closed it. She seemed to be in a daze as she lifted her skirt and pushed the soggy panties over the swell of her hips and down around her ankles. She kicked them aside as she stepped out of them. Her skirt bunched around her waist, she sat down on the toilet again and let her legs fall open. Her hand dropped to the damp, matted hair between her thighs and a finger dipped into the gooey slit.
As she stroked her love button, her mind formed pictures of her daughter sucking cocks and cum oozing from her lips. The fantasies she conjured up made her tremble and her lust burst into full flame. She slumped down on the furry seat cover and opened her thighs wider. Her eyes were heavy lidded and her mouth sagged. Her breath rushed hotly between her open lips.
The picture in her mind shifted and it was her own mouth that was descending around a boy's cock. Her finger flicked at her clit, stirring her lust higher and higher. Her legs trembled and her pussy oozed hot juices as she came near her climax. Her ass lifted and her finger speeded up. The first wave of pleasure shook her body like an earthquake as she came. Her body jerked and her pussy convulsed.
Her climax ebbed but her finger continued to stroke. Again the picture of a boy's cock formed in her mind and she saw it touching her lips. Her pointed tongue slid slowly across her full red mouth as if she were actually tasting a small cock. Her fingers pulled and rubbed at her dripping cunt as her mind raced through another fantasy. She could almost taste the cock and the hot cum. As her mind sucked it, she looked to see whose cock it was. That attempt sent her into the convulsions of another climax. The face that her mind saw was Bobby's!
Almost strangling to stifle moans and sighs, she slammed into another climax, her body arching and straining as she shook with each wave of pleasure. She was being totally consumed with her lust. Pleasure racked her body again and again.
She dropped back to the toilet seat and sat shaking. Her fingers were drenched with the juices from her pulsing cunt. Her eyes were clamped shut. Slowly, she regained her breath as her climax waned. She opened her eyes and sighed softly. A movement caught her eye and she jerked her head toward the door. She was sure that she had seen it move. She sat staring at it, waiting for it to open. When it didn't after several minutes, she relaxed a little but not completely. She wondered if Pam had seen her.
Ann rose on shaky legs and, picking up her panties, tossed them in the clothes hamper. She smoothed her skirt and hair and stepped into the hall. There weren't any sounds coming from her bedroom. Stepping into it, she found it empty. She turned and walked down the hall, glancing into Pam's room. Not there either. She heard a noise in the kitchen and walked into it. Pam was digging in the-refrigerator, her white shorts stretched across her round little ass.
"Hi," Ann said hesitantly.
Pam turned and smiled strangely. "Hi, Mom. When did you get back?" she asked, turning to the counter and starting a sandwich.
"A few minutes ago. I came straight in and went straight to the bathroom. God, I had to go," she lied.
"Yeah. When you got to go, you got to go." The girl still had the strange smile and a curious twinkle in her eye.
Ann was almost sure that Pam had seen her jacking off. She was at a loss for words for a few seconds as she tried to recover what little composure she could. The girl looked quite different to Ann than she had when the woman had left two hours before. Ann found herself looking at Pam more as a woman and less as a child.
She turned and picked up her packages and left the kitchen, Pam turning back to her sandwich preparations. Ann dropped the packages on the bed and remembered her lack of panties. She turned to the chest for. a clean pair and then changed her mind. She would surprise Carl. Smiling to herself, she returned to the kitchen.
"You're going to ruin your dinner," she said to Pam as she tied an apron around her waist and started dinner.
"Not really. I can eat all day and still eat at meal time," the girl countered.
A picture of the girl gulping down a boy's cum flashed through Ann's mind. She shivered and pushed it out of her head. She busied herself with dinner and Pam finished her sandwich and left the kitchen.
Later, after dinner and after Ann had cleaned up the kitchen, she entered the living room and found Carl sitting in his chair and Pam cuddled up in his lap. The nearly grown girl looked more like a woman than a child in his lap. Ann forced down a lump of resentment and jealousy and sat on the sofa, turning her attention to the television.
"Great dinner, Mom," Pam said after a few ' minutes.
"Very good, Honey," Carl added.
"Thank you. Both of you. I'm glad you enjoyed it," Ann replied.
She tried to concentrate on the TV, but her eyes kept flicking back to the girl on her father's lap. She glanced at Pam's round little ass, pressed against Carl's crotch, and knew that Carl must be aware of the closeness of the girl's pussy. She saw the girl wiggle a couple of times as if to get more comfortable, but Ann was sure that she was teasing him.
"Time for your bath," Ann said, the TV program finally ending.
"Okay," the girl replied, and rose without her usual bickering.
Ann was certain that Carl's cock was bulging in his lap, from the glimpse that she got before he crossed his legs. She watched the girl leave the room and relaxed a little. She slowly uncrossed her legs and let her knees part a little, exposing her inner thighs to Carl. She pretended to watch TV, but was really watching him from the corner of her eye. He finally glanced in her direction and she saw his eyes drop to her knees. They paused for several seconds. Stifling a smile, she opened her legs a little more, as casually as she could. He shifted as if he were uncomfortable. She was sure that he could see her bare pussy, even in the dim light.
Finally, he turned back to the TV, but his eyes kept returning to her. The front door opened and Bobby came in from his meeting at school. Ann had almost forgotten about her teasing position, and before she realized that she was exposed to Bobby also, the boy had gotten a good look at her cunt. She quickly closed her knees.
"Hi," Bobby said. "Dinner over?"
"Sure is," Carl replied, turning from the TV.
"I put yours in the oven," Ann said, recovering.
"Great! I'm starved!" Bobby exclaimed.
"I'll get it for you," Ann said, rising and walking to the kitchen.
"Okay, thanks, Mom. I'll go wash up."
She had his dinner on the table in the kitchen and was pouring his milk when he entered.
"There's pie in the frig, when you finish. Want me to stay and keep you company?" Ann asked.
"No. You go back to the TV, I'll be all right," he replied. "And thanks, Mom." His arm circled her waist and pulled her hip against his chest.
He had always been an affectionate boy but that expression of affection had sent a rush of heat through Ann's body. She patted him on the head and left the kitchen, trying not to look as if she were hurrying. Her mind was a jumble again. She shrugged off the strange reaction and crossed the living room to the sofa.
Pam was sitting on the sofa in her gown, her feet pulled up under her. Ann could see the band of white nylon that covered her young pussy. As she sat down, she felt sure that Carl could see the girl's panties under the hem of the gown, also.
Carl glanced in Ann's direction after she had gotten settled. Her legs were crossed and she realized too late that her pussy was out of sight. She saw his eyes flick to Pam and pause as he gazed at the girl's panty-clad pussy. Ann sneaked a peek at his crotch and saw the distinct bulge of his cock. She felt a flood of heat rise from her pussy and warm her body.
They sat quietly" through the rest of the program. Ann had casually uncrossed her legs and left them open. Her bare pussy was exposed to Carl's eyes. He would turn as if to glance at her and Pam and she would see his eyes flick from her pussy to Pam's panty-clad one. Bobby came through on the way to his room and got a good look at both of their exposed crotches. Ann didn't even move to close her legs. She was so hot from exposing herself to Carl and from secretly watching his reaction to hers and Pam's pussies that she didn't care. She even liked the idea of her son seeing her cunt.
He want on to his room and they finished watching the program without any disturbance. By the time it was over, Ann's pussy was wet and hot. Her clit itched to be touched. Pam stretched slowly and grinned.
"I think I'll turn in," the girl said with a yawn. "Okay, Kitten. Good night," Cad replied. Pam crossed to him and hugged him, kissing his cheek.
"Good night, Daddy," she said throatily. She pecked Ann on the cheek. "Good night, Mom."
"Good night," Ann replied, watching the girl's round ass swaying under the soft gown.
"About ready to call it a night?" Carl asked her. He was grinning and she knew what the grin meant. The hour of peeking at the two pussies had done its work on him. He was horny as hell.
"More than ready." Ann's voice was soft and husky with passion.
She rose and went down the hall to the bedroom. She heard him follow a minute or two later. By the time he entered the bedroom, she had grabbed a sheer nightie and stepped into the small bathroom to change. She stripped, slipping into the filmy gown. Turning to the mirror on the door, she assessed the effect. She smiled to herself. Her large nipples were dark circles behind the thin material. The shadow of her bushy pussy hair was plainly visible. She turned the knob and, opening the door, stepped into the bedroom.
In the dim light of the small lamp on her dresser, she could see him lying naked on the bed. She smiled sexily at him and crossed to the bed. She stood for a second or two, looking down at him and letting her scanty covering take full effect. She could see his cock already beginning to grow.
"You are ready!" he rasped.
"Uh-hm. Ready for you."
His hand caught hers and pulled her down onto the bed. A shiver ran through Ann as she felt the thrill of expectation run through her.
Their mouths met and he crushed her body to his. She clawed anxiously at his back and ground her pussy against his hard body.
Their tongues stabbed and probed, exploring each other's mouths. His hands clutched at her full ass cheeks and squeezed, pulling her hot cunt tighter against his cock. She felt the hard rod press into her bushy hair and could feel the faint throb that ran through it.
His hand slid around the outside of her thigh and pulled the gown up. His hand pushed between their bodies and down between her thighs. She felt his fingers probing the dripping lips of her cunt and then slicing between them. His fingertip slid across her itching clit and she moaned into his mouth. Her thighs opened wider and she pushed her hips upward, giving him easier access to her slippery hole.
"OOOOOO, YES!" she moaned, tearing her mouth from his.
His finger plunged into her cunt, probing and digging at the soft, wet walls. She shivered and moaned again. Her hand dropped across his hard belly and circled the base of his throbbing cock. It jerked and pulsed in her hand.
His finger pulled slowly out of her slippery cunt and slid up her slit to her clit. He flicked it and her whole body jerked.
"OHH! OH, GOD! OH, DO IT!" she rasped. "Do what?" he taunted. YOU KNOW! WHAT YOU DID LAST NIGHT!"
"What?" He wasn't as far gone as she was. "Put your mouth on it!" she replied, lowering her voice.
There was a pause. His fingers continued to work over her love button, slowly stirring her juices. He didn't move to fulfill her request and he was silent for several seconds. He smiled at her in the semi-darkness.
"On what?" he taunted further.
"On my pussy, DAMN IT!"
His body stirred and slid slowly down hers. His mouth left a wet trail over her breasts and nipples and then moved on over her belly, his tongue stabbing into her navel. Ann moaned and her hands dropped to his head, pushing insistently. She felt his hot breath play over her belly then whisper across the short curly hair at her crotch.
"OOOOOO, YES!" she groaned.
His lips nipped at the inside of her thigh, his cheek brushing the lips of her pussy.' Her hands tugged at his head, trying to pull his mouth to her. cunt. He resisted, teasing her and building her anticipation.
"PLEASE! FOR GOD'S SAKE EAT ME!" she begged.
His mouth slid wetly over her thigh and nibbled and sucked at the fleshy lips of her pussy. Her hips jerked and she grunted with the shattering sensations that ran through her. His tongue stabbed between the wet, hot lips and into the drooling hole. Ann clawed at his head, trying to pull his tongue deeper into her pussy.
His tongue fucked in and out of her for several seconds, pushing her lust higher and higher. Suddenly, her clit felt the pressing flick of his broad tongue across it and she gasped. He licked the hard little button of flesh, his mouth cupping around it. With each stroke of his hot wet tongue, Ann jerked and felt her climax come closer. She pushed her cunt against his mouth and tugged at his head. Her back arched and her ass lifted, animal grunts escaping her throat.
"UUUUGNN! UUUGGNNNNN!"
His tongue flicked and teased her clit faster, pushing her closer and closer to the brink of coming. Ann began to lose her grip on reality. The only thing her body and mind were aware of was the wet tongue at her pussy. She jerked and bounced, her pussy pulsing and drooling. Just as she felt the first snapping strings of tension, his tongue stopped. She trembled and froze! Every nerve in her body screamed!
Carl lifted his head and rolled from between her legs, looking up at her with a wet smile. Her eyes had popped open and were wide in disbelief. Her mouth hung open. For a moment they looked at each other. Ann was still trembling from the sudden withdrawal of the very close climax.
"Want me to finish?" Carl asked quietly.
"You know damn well I do" she replied, her voice grating.
"I will, if you will suck my cock at the same time," he stated flatly.
Ann stared at him in disbelief. He was blackmailing her into sucking him. Her mind rebelled for a moment or two and then she realized that what he was asking for was only fair. Her mind flashed back to the fantasies that she had had during the day and she realized that sucking his cock wasn't as repulsive as she wanted to pretend.
"Well?" he asked.
"Anything!" she groaned.
With a smile, he reversed his position, his legs beside her head,-his hard cock swaying inches from her face. His hands gripped her full hips and pulled her toward him. For a moment she was at loss as to what he had in mind and then she caught on. She rolled on top of him, her knees on either side of his face and her face hovering over his cock. The dark head and tiny slit in the end stared back at her.
His strong hands pulled her throbbing pussy down to his mouth and a flash of sensation shot through her as his tongue resumed its licking at her clit. She looked at his cock for a moment, the juices beginning to flow both in her pussy and her mouth. Her face descended slowly toward his cock and her lips parted. The faint man odor of it reached her nose and she felt her mouth water in expectation. She kissed the satiny dark flesh softly and let her pointed tongue flick across it. She felt him tremble with the contact.
Ann opened her mouth and let it slide down around the hot hard knob, her tongue licking at the tasty flesh. The feel and taste of his cock caused new lust to rise up inside her and her mouth opened hungrily. Her tongue made slow, wet circles around the velvety head, savoring the taste of his cock. Her nostrils flared as she felt her passion fan into new fires and her pussy pushed down against his sucking mouth.
She slipped her slim fingers down between his legs and cupped the large hairy bag, rolling his balls gently in her hand. Her mouth sank further down the shaft of his cock, sucking and milking it as she did. Over half of the throbbing column of flesh was engulfed before she felt the blunt head pressing against her throat. She fought the gag reflex and won. She was too hot and turned on to gag.
Carl's tongue worked harder and faster as she hungrily sucked at his cock. Ann ground her clit into his mouth, feeling the tension rising quickly within her. She felt her cunt begin to convulse and her clit tingled. She moaned around his cock and greedily forced another inch of it into her throat. She let it slip slowly out of her mouth until only the head remained, then she plunged her head down, taking the head deep in her throat again.
Her legs trembled and she moaned and hummed around his pulsing cock. The tension built to the breaking point inside her and then the dam broke. She shook and jerked, her pussy bouncing on his open mouth. Floods of pleasure rushed through her as she came. Her pussy convulsed and she jerked over him, his mouth sucking wetly at her pussy.
Her mouth pistoned harder and faster over his swollen cock. As her climax slammed through her body, her mind suddenly craved the flood of his cum in her throat and the hot taste of it. She had never tasted cum and suddenly she knew she would like it. Her fingers squeezed and rolled his balls, her mouth and throat milking his cock. He was thrusting back at her mouth with short strokes.
Ann felt his cock vibrate and his balls jerk in her hand. She knew that his cum was surging up the length of his cock. She jerked her head back until the throbbing knob remained trapped in her hot mouth. His body jerked and stiffened. Suddenly, a scalding flood of cum burst into her mouth and she moaned. As she sucked it into her throat, her pussy convulsed and she started to come again. She moaned and shivered. Her mouth sucked harder at his jerking cock and she was rewarded with another gusher.
Her mouth and throat worked furiously to swallow each flood of cum and her pussy clenched and convulsed with each spurt as she came again and again. Finally, the final drops of his cum oozed from the tiny slit and she collapsed onto him, his cock still between her lips. She licked it clean and let it slide slowly out of her mouth and gaspingly tried to regain her breath.
She rolled off him and lay on her back, her chest heaving as she savored the final throbs of pleasure that seeped through her body.
"Okay?" Carl whispered.
"Delicious!" she rasped, and licked her lips.
CHAPTER THREE
Ann was in a haze of faintly stirring lust all day the following day. The new experience of sucking cock kept surfacing in her thoughts. Each time it did, her pussy would tingle-and get very wet. She had trouble getting her normal daily routine taken care of.
Carl called at lunch to tell her that he had to make an emergency trip to the southern part of the state and would be back late the following day. Her disappointment registered in her voice and he reassured her that he would only be gone the one night. Her cunt registered disappointment, also. It pulsed and was almost aching.
Bobby and Pam came in from school and she told them of their father's absence. Pam seemed to react more than the boy. Ann found that she was watching her children more .closely than she had before she had made the secret discoveries about them.
The evening went at a normal pace for the family, or as normal as it could with Carl's absence. Ann decided to turn in early, more from the uncomfortable feeling that she was feeling in her belly than from fatigue. Her pussy was itching and throbbing even more than it had during the day. She had caught herself looking at Bobby's crotch several times and her mind had made a speculation or two concerning his cock.
She told the two teenagers good night and left instructions not to stay up too late. Once in bed she found it difficult to drop off. Her pussy burned and demanded attention. She finally gave in and slid her hands under the sheet and pulled her gown up around her waist.
Her fingertips were met with a wet hot sensation. She stroked her cunt slowly, letting her mind wander. She brought the memory of the previous night to the surface and the taste of Carl's cock. Her cunt throbbed and her clit went rigid with the thought. Her fingers found the little button of flesh as her other hand plunged two fingers into her dripping hole. She teased her clit, thinking of Carl's cock and his spewing cum, thick and hot. Her thighs trembled and she rubbed faster.
Her other fingers probed the wet, soft walls of her cunt, fucking in and out of it. Her ass was flexing and lifting on the bed. She could hear the faint creak of the springs under her and the thought that Bobby or Pam might hear it crossed her mind, but she was too far gone in her lust to care.
The thought that they might hear the creaking bed turned her on a little more. Her mind flicked across the picture of her son. Her pussy clutched at the two fingers buried in it. She gasped softly and felt the first throes of her climax began to surge through her. She tore at her tender clit and cunt and pushed herself into a shaking climax. Her pussy juices drenched her hands and she felt as if her whole crotch were soaked.
As the waves of pleasure slowly ebbed, she slid her hands from between her legs-and relaxed to savor the waning sensations. Just as she thought she was about to drop off, a terrific urge to pee hit her. She rolled off the bed and stepped into the dark hall, pushing the bathroom door open without a thought. Bobby stood in the bathroom, drying himself after his shower. His naked body confronted her.
Ann stopped dead still and stared for a minute. Her eyes dropped to his crotch and assessed his cock. There was a circle of darkening hair around the base of it and it hung across his balls, soft. She guessed it was three or four inches long, soft like that. Then her mind reminded her what she was doing and she looked back to his face. His eyes were riveted to the gown she wore and the shadow of her nipples and the dark triangle at her crotch. Her eyes dropped back to his cock automatically and she saw that it was beginning to swell.
"Uh ... excuse me, Bobby. I ... uh, didn't know you were in here," Ann stammered.
He still made no effort to cover himself and stood very still, his mouth hanging open. Ann turned and left the small room and went back to her bedroom. Without thinking, she stepped into the small bath adjoining it. As she sat on the commode, it dawned on her that she should have come in there initially. She wondered why she hadn't. As she thought of it, she realized that she had gone to the other bathroom in hopes of seeing one of them. She shook her head and rose as she finished, turning to look at herself in the mirror.
She flicked the light off and stepped into the bedroom. She tried to push the thoughts that she was having out of her mind but couldn't. She stepped quietly to the door and looked across the hall. The bathroom door still stood open and she could see Bobby standing there, towel in hand, looking in the mirror. His naked body was pink with the rubbing of the towel. His cock was half-hard, the dark head pressing against the sink. Ann felt a tremor run through her and her knees buckled as she stared at his cock.
The boy turned and hung the towel on the rack and Ann stepped back into the dark room. She waited for a moment, and when she didn't hear him come out, she peeked out again. He stood before the mirror. He was looking down at his cock, rather than in the mirror. His hand cupped the boyish cock and stroked it slowly. Ann clutched at the wall to support her shaking body. His cock was growing longer and thicker under the strokes.
As she watched it grow to full size, her mouth watered and her pussy pulsed. Desire surged up in her throat and lust bubbled in her belly. The boy stroked it for a moment or two and then picked up his pajamas and turned to the door. Ann sank back into the room and waited. She heard his bedroom door click and she sighed. Still shaky, she crawled into her bed and lay staring into the darkness.
She realized that she had dozed off when she jerked awake. She didn't know how long she had been asleep, and she started to crawl under the sheet and go back to sleep when she heard muffled sounds. She lay stock still and listened, unable to make out what they were or where they were coming from. She put her feet slowly on the floor and crept to the door. Listening, she decided that they were coming from Pam's room. A dim light glowed from under and around the partially open door of the girl's room.
Ann tiptoed to the door and listened. The sound was a series of sighs and groans, punctuated with wet sounds. It only took her a second to decipher them. She leaned her head to the crack in the door and fully expected to see Pam jerking off. Instead, she saw Bobby sitting naked on the bed, head thrown back and eyes closed. Pam knelt on the floor, between his feet, her head bobbing over his cock. She wore her gown and sat on her heels. Bobby was making the groaning sounds and Pam was making the wet sounds on his cock.
"Oh, yes, suck it, Pam!" the boy's voice rasped.
The girl's head bobbed faster and the boy thrust up to meet her mouth. Ann stared at her two children in disbelief. The discovery that her thirteen-year-old daughter had sucked cocks had been a blow, but to discover the girl sucking off her own brother hit her even harder. She rocked under the impact and tried to tear herself away from the door. Her mind fought to decide whether to burst into the room or run back to her own bed.
Unable to decide, she merely stood and watched. The scene was stirring lust in her and she suddenly realized that her hand was resting on her pussy, pressing the sheer material of the gown into the damp slit. Her body throbbed and her nipples hardened. Her pussy was pulsing with lust.
The boy was bouncing on the edge of the bed. His body jerked and shook. Pam rode him like an expert, never losing his pistoning cock.
"COMING! UH! UH! UH!" he warned with a series of grunts.
His body stiffened and arched. Ann could see him tremble and heard the slurp of the girl's mouth as she drank his spewing cum. Her own cunt convulsed and she felt herself come, waves of intense pleasure sweeping over her body. She envied Pam. Her mouth Watered as she heard the slurping sound of the girl sucking her brother's cum into her throat. Ann almost lost her balance and fell into the room, so intense was her climax. The girl pulled her head from his cock and sat back, licking her lips. Bobby was groaning and rolling his hips as he went through the last throes of his climax.
Ann noticed that Pam's hand was between her legs and the girl was playing with her pussy as she watched her brother. Ann felt a surge of lust rise in her again. She wondered what the girl's pussy felt like and if it were as wet as her own.
The boy slowly regained his breath and pushed himself up onto his elbows and looked at his sister.
"My turn. My pussy's burning up," Pam said.
The girl crawled up onto the bed and sat down. Bobby looked down at her exposed pussy and grinned. Ann could see the pouting lips of the girl's cunt. If there was any hair on it she couldn't see it. Heat rose in the woman's belly as she stared at her daughter's pussy and watched her son scamper around in front of the girl and slide off the bed. He pulled her hips to the edge and his face dropped between the girl's slim thighs. Ann almost gasped aloud as she watched him lick the adolescent pussy.
Unable to stand it any longer, Ann turned and crept quickly to her own bed and lay in the dark, fondling her wet pussy and trying not to hear Pam's small cries as the girl came. A few minutes later, Ann heard the boy's bare feet padding down the hall. She lay very still and listened for several minutes.
"She slid her feet onto the floor and stepped into the hall. The light was off in Pam's room. She tiptoed to the door of the girl's room and listened. The sound of regular breathing met her ears. She was sure the girl was asleep. She turned and returned the length of the hall and paused at Bobby's door. Squeezing her thighs against her throbbing pussy, she stepped into his room and pushed the door silently closed.
The boy lay on the bed, clad in pajamas. His eyes were closed and she wasn't sure that he was asleep. She crossed to the bed and sat on the edge. For several seconds she said nothing. Her eyes were adjusted to the darkness and she looked over his body. She could see the slight bulge of his cock in his pajama bottoms. She gathered her courage and dropped her hand lightly on his leg. His eyes flickered open and he looked up at her.
"Hi, Mom," he said sleepily.
"I want to talk to you, Bobby," she said softly.
He pushed himself up on one elbow and looked at her. As his eyes began to adjust, she could see them scanning her body as it peeked through her gown.
"What about?" he asked.
"How long have you and your sister been having sex?" she asked.
Bobby's face froze and he stared at her for a moment and then looked away.
"What ... what do you mean?" he mumbled.
"Don't act as if you don't know what I'm talking about. I saw you two, a few minutes ago in her room."
He turned his eyes back to her face and looked at her for several seconds in silence. A grin broke across his face.
"Guess we're caught," he admitted.
"You sure were. I almost broke in on you but thought better of it. So how long has this been going on?" Her voice was still soft and pleasant. She was surprised that she felt no anger.
"For four or five months. I guess it started when we were sitting in here one night talking and you and Dad were getting it on. The sounds of your doing it turned us on and we kind of stumbled into it," he explained.
Ann looked at her son for a moment or two and then smiled. It was a little ironic. Her hand still rested on his leg and she glanced down at it and noticed that the bulge of his cock was larger. Looking back to his face, she found he was looking at her breasts.
"Like what you see?" she teased.
"Uh-hm." He was a little embarrassed but honest.
She felt her pussy begin to throb and her hand squeezed his hard leg. Her nipples hardened and pushed against the front of her gown. His hand slid over and touched her leg. An electric shock shot through her with the contact of his hand.
Their eyes met and Ann felt the last of her resistance and inhibitions melting away. She looked back to his crotch and saw the slight movement of it under the cloth. It was throbbing. Her hand slid a little before she realized it.
The palm of his hand rested on her leg, just above the knee. It was damp and warm against her skin. A shiver ran through her. Her hand slid again and stopped two inches from his crotch. His cock jerked and with the movement slipped through the slit in the front of his pajamas. Suddenly it was standing hard and naked. She groaned throatily. His hand moved and his finger flicked across her hard sensitive nipple.
"Oh, Baby!" Ann moaned.
"Touch it, Mom. Please!" he rasped.
In a trance, she watched her hand close around his pulsing cock. It was burning hot in her hand and jerked against her palm. She gazed at it and licked her lips. His hand closed around her breast and squeezed. She trembled and clutched his hand with her free one, mashing it into the spongy mound.
"Can I suck it?" he asked.
She answered him with a groan and released his cock long enough to lift her gown over her head and toss it aside. His eyes widened at the sight of her bare flesh. She leaned over, touching his lips with her rigid nipple: His mouth opened and then dosed wetly around the tender knob. She groaned and fumbled to find his cock. It was jerking violently as she closed her fingers around it.
His mouth sucked nosily as his tongue lashed the sensitive hard nipple. She opened her legs and .pulled his hand up between her thighs. His fingers slipped between the wet lips of her pussy and plunged inside.
"OH, BABY! SOOO GOOD!" Ann moaned.
She tore her body away from his hands for a moment and rolled onto the bed beside him. Her hands tugged at his young body, pulling him on top of her. Her pussy felt as if it were on fire and her mind was a flaming ball of lust. She only wanted one thing. She wanted his cock inside her pussy.
"FUCK ME! OH, BABY, FUCK MOM!" she pleaded.
He hesitated for a second and she opened her thighs, his slim hips dropping down between them. His hard cock, smaller than Carl's but just as hard and just as hot, brushed across her clit and suddenly she was coming. Her body thrashed and she jerked and groaned as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her. As it began to ebb, she slid her hand down between their bodies and grasped his throbbing cock. She pressed the blunt head between the slippery lips of her cunt and lifted her hips. The head of his cock slid easily into her cunt.
"OH, MOM!" Bobby groaned as he felt her molten pussy engulfing his cock.
"Fuck me!" she whispered in his ear.
His hips thrust and his cock sank to the hilt in her pussy. She wrapped her legs around his thighs and urged him on. The boy groaned and thrust faster and faster. Ann shivered each time his belly slapped hers and felt her climax roaring once more up through her body. It burst inside her and sent a flood of hot pussy juice over his cock and balls.
"UH! UH! UH! UH!" the boy grunted, and Ann felt a scalding flood of cum burst from his straining cock and fill her clutching cunt.
"UUUUUUUGGGGGNNNNNN!" she groaned and came again.
Bobby lay on her thrashing body, his body trembling and jerking with each new spurt of his cum. Ann lost contact with everything except the jerking cock inside her and the intense pleasure that was racking her body.
With a sigh, her son rolled off her and lay panting beside her. She gathered him in her arms and cuddled him to her heaving breast. Her pussy was pulsing with the ebbing waves of her climax. She felt the throb of the boy's cock against her belly and then the hardening of it as it grew once more. With a growl of delight she released him and moved down across his chest.
His cock stood hard and glistening with his cum and her juices. She grasped it with her fingers and lowered her mouth to it, her tongue flicking across it, licking the slippery juices into her greedy mouth.' The boy winced and groaned with the contact of her mouth.
She licked the sides and head until the last drops of the love juices were gone and his cock pulsed with passion between her fingers. Pausing to gaze at it for a moment, she crooned to it and then dropped her mouth to it again, taking the head into the wet warm orifice.
His hips lifted and his hands tangled in her hair. She sucked the rod of hard flesh gently, and licked around the bullet-shaped head. Slowly her head sank until the entire length of his cock was engulfed-by her mouth. The soft hair around the base brushed her nose. She sucked hard, trying to pull his cum out with the suction of her mouth.
Ann felt his fingers slide across her thigh and across her ass. They dipped down and found her cum-drenched pussy and plunged into the molten hole. She hummed around his cock and bobbed her head over his crotch, licking and sucking his straining, pulsing cock.
"OH, MOM! OH, MOM!" the boy whimpered.
His hips jerked upward with each motion of her head and he trembled.
Spurred by his voice and his probing fingers, she sucked harder and faster at his cock. Her hands gripped the cheeks of his ass and pulled at them. His legs flexed and he thrust his cock into her mouth. Faster he pistoned and faster she bobbed. Her hot breath rasped from flared nostrils and warmed his balls and inner thighs.
Ann felt the telltale throb of his cock and heard him groan. His body stiffened and she sucked his cock deep into her mouth. A scalding flood of cum splashed into her throat and she gulped it down, her body trembling with the first waves of her own climax. Three of his fingers plunged in and out of her cunt, making lewd wet sounds.
Again and again he spewed his cum into her mouth and again and again she swallowed it hungrily.
With a tremble, the last spurt of come filled her mouth and he sank back to the bed. She held his cock in her mouth, tonguing and mouthing it until it was limp. She then let it slide from her lips and sat up.
She looked down at his heaving body and smiled. Her body was satiated and his seemed to be. The lingering taste of his cum sent shivers through her and she lowered her body down beside his.
"This will have to be our secret," she whispered. "I know," he replied between pants.
"Not even your sister must know."
"Don't worry, Mom. I won't tell anyone."
"Good. It can continue as long as you don't," she promised, turning to him and taking him in her arms.
He soon dozed off and she slid quietly off the bed and returned to her own. She lay for several minutes thinking about the changes that had come over her and her family in the last few days. A little fear rose in her throat as she thought of what could happen but she pushed it aside and thought of the pleasure that she had found. She was still reliving the previous hour when sleep overtook her.
CHAPTER FOUR
Pam had almost fallen asleep, her pussy wet and warm with the tongue-lashing Bobby had given it, when she heard her mother's soft footsteps. When they moved away from the door, she raised her head and listened. A moment or two later, the girl had heard the muffled whispers of her mother and brother talking.
She slid out of bed and crept down the hall and listened at Bobby's door. She grinned at herself in the darkness as she listened to their conversation, and then a little later as she listened to the sounds of their making love. Long before the woman and the boy had finished making love, Pam had crept back to her bed, thoughts and plans buzzing in her mind.
She had been carrying the hots for her father for several months, and now that her mother and her brother were getting it on, she decided that it was only fair for her to do her daddy. She lay staring into the darkness, formulating her plans. Satisfied that she had them set in her mind, she rolled over and dropped off to sleep, a smile still shaping her mouth.
* * *
Pam's opportunity didn't arise for a couple of days. She waited. Not necessarily patiently but because she had to. Finally, the perfect situation arose. Her mother left to visit a friend and Bobby was on an overnight school field trip. Pam overheard her mother telling her father that she would be gone for at least three hours. Pam felt her heart leap into her throat and her pussy throbbed in anticipation.
Twenty minutes after Ann left, Pam was in the shower and out. She dried and dug around for her shorty nightgown. Slipping it over her head, she pulled on her sheerest bikini panties and brushed her hair. Satisfied with her final look in her mirror, she went into the living room. Her heart pounded and her little pussy was slippery with the dew of anticipation. Her father sat in his chair, reading the paper. She crossed to him and pushed the paper aside, sliding into his lap.
"You can read that old paper any time. How about cuddling your little girl right now?" she said in the sexiest voice that she could muster.
He looked at her, stunned. Her small body was almost exposed through the thin gown and her round firm little ass was pressing down against his cock. He smiled.
"Okay," he replied.
Pam wiggled her ass in his lap, taking pleasure in feeling the slight bulge of his cock pressing against it. She circled his neck with her arms and buried her face in the side of his neck. The faint man odor of his skin made her nipples tingle. His hands slid around her, one resting on her side, the other on her hip. Her flesh burned under them.
"Daddy?" she whispered.
"Hmmm?"
"The strangest thing has been happening lately."
"What?" he asked quietly.
"Well, sometimes I itch or something like that, down between my legs." She felt his body stiffen slightly.
"Oh."
"Um-hm. And I woke up a couple of times lately, in the middle of the night, with my hands down there, rubbing," she added.
There was a pause as he thought about her words and fumbled for the right ones to use in reply. Pam felt the bulge in his lap seem to stir and move a little.
"Kitten, that's a natural part of growing up," he explained.
"I guess so, but it sure can be bothersome sometimes. The other night when I was sitting in your lap, I got all wet and hot down there and the itch was so bad I barely could sit still."
Pam felt his body flex as her words hit. She lifted her ass on his growing bulge. Her pussy was soaked more than it had ever been.
"I guess that's natural, too," he said hoarsely. He cleared his throat and continued. "Most little girls go through phases where they have strong ... uh, sexual feelings for their fathers."
"Do they do anything about it?" Her voice was small and childish sounding.
"Most don't."
"What about the others?" She snugged her mouth into his neck and kissed the corded flesh.
"Uh, well, I guess they do something."
"What?" She sat up and looked him straight in the eye, her eyes wide and innocent.
"Well, what you've done at night a couple of times and other things," he replied. His voice was getting an edge of strain.
"You mean like, doing it?"
His cock jerked under her small ass and she could feel the heat from it, rising through the several layers of cloth and warming her firm little ass.
"Yeah," he choked out.
She stared at him for a moment, her eyes heavy-lidded, a faint smile on her face. She dropped her head back to his shoulder and was silent for a moment.
"It's so wet and itchy right now that I can hardly sit still," she whispered. Her hand slid down and caught his, and before he could refuse, had pulled it between her slim legs. "Feel," she added.
His broad strong fingers were pressed into the slippery crotch of her panties and she held them there for several seconds. She felt his cock jerk and instantly swell to full throbbing length. He stiffened and held his breath. Pam felt waves of passion surge up inside her and her tiny love button was vibrating with the contact.
"Oh, Daddy!" she moaned into his neck.
Her little hand urged his fingers to move. For a moment he resisted, unable to gain total control of himself. Pam heard his breath whistle softly through his teeth and could almost feel the tension as he wrestled with his urges. His fingers moved slightly, caressing her rigid clit and she moaned again and opened her legs wider. Her hot breath was playing over his neck and ear.
"Rub it, Daddy! Please!" she whimpered pleadingly.
"Kitten!" he croaked. "Make it feel better!"
His fingers moved back and forth slowly over the damp nylon, pressing it into the little slit. Pam was panting, her body moving gently with the motion of his hand.
"Feels so good!" she sighed.
Her firm little ass was sliding back and forth over the hard bulge of his cock. The heat from her little pussy and the pressure and motion of her round little ass was taking its toll. He was losing all control. He moaned deep and low. His eyes were heavy-lidded and he was panting.
Her little body shivered and jerked and she clung to him tightly as her climax slammed through her small body. He watched her, hypnotized by the erotic sight of the girl in the throes of coming. Pam's pussy convulsed and seeped her warm dew, wetting his fingers even more through her panties.
She shuddered as the final waves of pleasure washed through her. His fingers still stroked her little pussy lovingly. Her hot breath seared his ear and her warm pulsing pussy teased his fingers.
"OOOoooo, that was so good, Daddy!" she moaned into his ear.
She pushed herself up and looked into his face. It was slack with a mask of passion. She could feel his large cock throbbing under her ass.
"Now you have a problem, don't you?-" she said, reaching between her legs and touching the bulge of his cock. He grunted with the contact of her small hand.
"Um-hm," he mumbled.
"Maybe I can make you feel better," she said, a girlish smile flickering across her lips.
She slid off his lap and dropped to her knees between his feet. Her small hands closed around the cloth-covered cock and squeezed. Her father sat rock-still and stared at his daughter. She smiled up at him.
"Tell me if I do it wrong," she said. "I want to make you feel as good as you made me feel."
Her fingers stroked and tugged at the pulsing flesh for a moment. Then with a frustrated look, she paused.
"Wouldn't it be better if I took it out?" she asked.
He sucked in his breath and nodded as if in a trance.
Her small fingers pulled the zipper down eagerly and her hand disappeared into the opening. She felt the heat of his cock before she found it. Her fingers closed around it and a thrill ran through her adolescent body. Her small tongue licked across her lips quickly. She tugged gently, pulling the throbbing column of flesh out into the open. The dark, shiny head appeared and then the white shaft. It was longer and thicker than it had felt.
"Ooooo! It's so pretty!" the girl crooned.
Both hands circled it and moved up and down slowly as she stared at it. The sides felt soft and hot against her palms. She had done her work well. Carl was lost in the passion and lust she had created. His eyes were mere slits and his mouth hung open. His was panting and with each stroke of her hands, he moaned softly.
"Sooo hot! And so hard!" she sighed.
Her hands were moving faster and her grip tightened. She looked up at his face and grinned.
"Am I doing it right, Daddy?"
He couldn't find his voice. His throat was tight with passion. All he could muster was an emphatic nod.
She smiled and looked back to his throbbing cock. A pearly drop appeared from the tiny slit and she gasped. Her finger touched it and spread it slowly around on the satiny flesh of the bullet-shaped head. It glistened in the soft light. Her mouth watered and her throat ached to taste his flesh. She held herself in check, for fear that she might give herself away.
"So pretty! So nice! Oooo, I could kiss it!"
Her father gasped at the thought. She glanced up at him and paused.
"Can I, Daddy?" she asked.
Without waiting for him to find his voice or overcome his last thread of inhibition, she looked back to his cock and leaned quickly over to it and pressed her small warm lips to the dark head.
"AAAGGGNNNN!" he cried.
Pam felt the shaft of his cock jerk and swell. She knew he would come in a matter of seconds. She let her tongue flick across the silky flesh and savored the man taste of his cock.
"MMMmmm! Tastes delicious!" she whispered, her hot breath dancing over the head of his cock.
She kissed it again and licked it like a lollipop. He jerked and moaned. She stretched her mouth wide and plunged it down around the blunt head. It was almost too large for her mouth. The dark head filled her mouth and she paused to lick it, feeling its heat and tasting its tart flavor.
Her father moaned low and long as her little tongue laved the throbbing cock and her tight hot mouth clutched at it. Pam was lost in a delightful world. She loved to suck cock and this was her father's cock. Her little fingers squeezed and stroked the large shaft as her mouth worked over the head.
Lust and passion had taken complete control of Carl's mind. His only feeling was the wet mouth on his cock and the surge deep in his balls that signaled his impending climax. His body jerked and his hips thrust.
"UUUUHH! UH! UH! UH! AAAGGGNNNN!" the man groaned.
Pam felt his cock swell inside her mouth and the . telltale tremble in the hard shaft teased her tongue. She clutched his cock tighter and opened her throat. Her breath rasped hot from her nostrils and played across his belly. She moaned and hummed around his cock head in anticipation. Her pussy pulsed and drooled and she felt her own climax building. His body jerked upward and his cock pushed her head back. A low grumbling grunt escaped his throat.
Pam shuddered and squeezed her free hand between her thighs. Her damp pussy throbbed against her slim fingers. Just as she felt her climax break and rush through her small body, the first scalding spurt of his cum burst into her mouth. She swallowed quickly, her throat working. His whole body was shaking under her and in the misty vagueness of her thoughts, she realized that his hands were clutching at the back of her head, holding it to his erupting cock.
With each gusher of cum, his body arched higher and his hands pulled tighter. Pam swallowed furiously but there was too much of the thick hot fluid. It seeped from the corners of her mouth and ran down her chin. Her pussy was convulsing in one climax after another. Her fingers were drenched with her own juices as they soaked through her nylon panties.
With a final heave and moan, her father sank back into the chair and Pam greedily lapped and sucked the final drops of his load from his quivering cock. Her pussy pulsed in final pleasure and she hummed contentedly around the bulbous head of his cock. As it began to soften, she reluctantly let it slide from between her lips and licked the drops of cum from her face.
Carl was slumped in the chair, eyes closed, body heaving. Pam panted at his crotch, sitting between his feet. She lay her head on his thigh and watched his cock as it bent down and pulsed with his rapid heartbeat.
"So delicious!" the girl whispered.
His eyes flickered open and he looked down at his daughter with a strange, confused look. Pleasure still ran through his body, blotting out the questions that would later come to mind. Just as one was about to surface, her small fingers curled around his semi-soft cock and caressed it.
"You know what I wish?" she asked in a throaty whisper.
Still unable to speak, he shook his head and looked down at her.
"I wish you could fuck me."
His cock jerked in her hand and she felt a rush of heat through it. She smiled at it and then up at his face. His cock was swelling again.
Pam scrambled to her feet and looked down at his confused expression. Her fingers hooked into the elastic waistband of her panties and she slid them over the slight swell of her girlish hips and stepped out of them. The down-covered lips of her pussy were shiny with her juices. His eyes were caught by the sudden sight of her slit and she felt a flush of fresh heat as he stared at it.
Before he could react, she had straddled his lap and was lowering her young cunt toward his cock. The dark head had risen and pointed up at the descending pussy. Her fingers reached between her thighs and grasped his cock, holding it steady as she met it with her cunt. A low animal grunt surged up from her throat as her pussy felt the heat and hardness of his cock.
"NO!"-her father said suddenly, gripping her hips to stop the final plunge.
Pam looked at him in disappointment. Her pussy was aching for the feel of his cock inside it. A hunger gnawed at her to feel the scalding flood of his cum filling her convulsing cunt. She stared at him for a second and then moved the blunt head of his cock back and forth through her wet slit, shivering each time it flicked across her tiny love button.
"Please, Daddy! Oh, please! I want it so bad!" she begged, her voice small and childish. "It's ... it's not right!" he objected. "Why?"
"I'm your father! That's why!" He was staring at her with an expression of mixed fear and helplessness on his face.
"That doesn't make it wrong. I love you. You love me, don't you?"
"Of course but...." His voice trailed off.
The rubbing of the head of his cock back and forth over her pussy was doing its work. His mind was getting hazy with passion and he was having trouble keeping thought in it. She continued the slow massage and looked into his eyes.
"I would rather you pop my-cherry than some boy who doesn't really care about me and just wants to get his rocks off," she added.
Her hand stopped and the head of his cock was cupped by the entrance of her tight little cunt. They stared at each other for a second and Pam saw a look of resignation come over his face. She smiled and pressed her body downward. Her pussy resisted for a moment and then opened reluctantly to the push of the blunt cock.
Pam bent her head and watched intently as her cunt sank slowly over the bulbous throbbing head. She bit her lower Up against the slight discomfort as the flexible walls opened to accept the first cock ever inside it. She glanced up at her father and he was staring at the juncture of their bodies.
Pam felt the sudden resistance inside her cunt and paused. She lifted her body for a second, just a fraction of an inch, and looked at him. His eyes widened and she smiled and dropped her hips suddenly. A wince of'pain crossed her face and she grunted. Something tore and his cock sUd deeper. For a moment she felt a burning sensation and a prickly pain, but as his cock filled her tight little cunt, it faded and she gave over to the sudden intense pleasure that was sweeping through her.
"Does it hurt?" he asked, concern on his face.
"Not any more. Too good to hurt now." She was smiling strangely.
She felt the hard bluntness press against the back of her small cunt and looked down between her thighs. At least three inches of his cock still remained outside. She frowned in disappointment.
She rested a minute, the throb of his cock sending small shivers through her.
"Does it feel good, Daddy?" she whispered.
"Fantastic! Are you sure it doesn't hurt?"
"If this is pain, I'll take a bunch more of it!" she replied with a broad smile.
Pushing her body up, she let his cock slide out almost completely. It felt as if the tug of his cock would turn her pussy wrong side out. She moaned at the sudden emptiness that replaced his cock. The white shaft was pink with the tint of her blood. She glanced up at him and smiled. Her hips dropped and his cock sank into her again. Her face became a mask of concentration and pleasure as she bounced slowly over his crotch.
"OOOOO, SO GOOD!" She closed her eyes and threw her head back.
His hands gripped her hips, helping her support her weight and lift her body. His face was set as he watched the small body lifting and falling over his cock. The tight pussy tugged and squeezed his cock, milking it.
One of his hands pushed up under her gown and closed around the budding cone of her breast. Strong blunt lingers pinched her rigid nipple. She shivered and groaned. The other hand slipped under the sheer cloth and cupped the other cone of flesh, imitating the caresses of the first hand. Her ass flexed and moved faster. She was sighing with each motion.
"SUCK THEM, DADDY!" she cried, leaning forward.
He pushed the gown up out of the way and his lips closed around her nipple. She moaned as she felt the hot wetness engulf her tender bud.
His broad tongue flicked back and forth over it, sending her higher. Changing from one tit to the other, he nursed both, sucking and licking until she was crazed with lust. Her pussy was clutching at his cock and she felt the first tremors of climax climbing up her backbone. She gurgled and grabbed his head, pulling his mouth tighter to her breast.
"OHHHHH! OHHHHHH! OOOOOOOOHHH! AAAAHHHHNNNNGGG!"
Her small body stiffened and she shivered. With a roar in her ears and an explosion of pleasure, she came, her cunt convulsing around his cock.
He felt the contortions of her body as she came and felt his cock throbbing and jerking in preparation for his own climax. His teeth nipped at the small knobs of her nipples and he thrust his hips upward, driving his straining cock at her cunt.
Pam felt his cock head ramming against the back of her pussy through the swirling flood of her pleasure, and heard and felt his moans around her nipple. Suddenly a flood of heat filled her pussy and she realized that the first load of cum was spurting into her cunt. She crashed over the edge into another racking climax.
They clung to each other as the throes of coming contorted and shook their bodies. Cum oozed from her pussy, around his cock and wet her thighs and his balls. For long seconds, their bodies were held suspended by the intense pleasure. The final gusher of his cum flooded her cunt and Pam bounced in the final waves of her climax.
"OH, DADDY, ITS SO GOOD! AND I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!" Pam shrieked, collapsing onto his body, face buried in his shoulder.
They lay in a heap, motionless except for the heave of their bodies as they panted. The final ebb of pleasure was almost as good as the peak explosion of .their climaxes.
"We'd better get straightened out. Your mother will be home soon," he warned, recovered a little from their exertion.
"Yeah, I know. I sure hate to take it out. It feels so good in there," she replied.
"Me, too but we have no choice."
"We'll do it again?" She had lifted her head and was looking into his eyes.
"We'll see," he replied, looking away.
"Daddy! Promise me!"
"Okay, I promise."
"Thank you," she whispered, and kissed his cheek and then his lips.
She lifted her pussy from his cock, a whimper in her breath. She stood and looked down at his glistening cock for a moment and then trotted off to the bathroom, panties in hand. He watched her naked little ass disappear and the unanswered question began to pop into his mind.
CHAPTER FIVE
Ann noticed a change in her husband the following day. She couldn't quite decide just what the change was but it was definitely there. Something seemed to be hanging over the entire family. At dinner, hardly a word was spoken. Pam was unusually quiet and Bobby said nothing and Carl was preoccupied. Bobby cast secretive glances at his mother frequently, and she felt her body tingle with the memories that the glances stirred.
After dinner, Pam helped Ann clear the dishes and load the dishwasher, something she never did unless Ann demanded it. As they finished the small chores in the kitchen, the same question chewed at Ann's mind, and finally she turned to her daughter and asked it.-
"Is something bothering you, Pam?" Her voice was soft and concerned.
The girl looked at her mother for several seconds, her young face expressionless. Her eyes flicked away, looking toward the living room and then back to Ann's.
"No, not really. Why?"
"You just seem unusually quiet. Any problems with school or boys or your body?"
"Not really. There is a question or two in the back of my mind." The girl was relaxed and talking easily, a slight smile on her lips.
"Ask. If I can help, you know I will."
"Well...." She paused and licked her lips. "Mom, is there anything wrong with sex?"
Ann smiled a little herself. A week before, the question would have embarrassed her. She shook her head a little and reached out and touched her daughter's arm.
"No, Pam, there is nothing wrong with sex. As long as a woman is careful. You know enough about that side of sex that I don't have to explain," Ann replied.
"Yeah. I was asking more in a moral or legal sense."
Ann paused a moment and let her mind try to sort out the thoughts that the girl's statement roused. Somewhere in the back of her mind, Ann had a vague feeling that there was something in the question that she should catch, but the thought wasn't strong enough to stand out.
"In what way?" Ann asked.
"I don't really know. Is there any kind of sex that is wrong? Wrong morally or legally?"
"Of course. Rape and child molesting, things like that. Is that what you mean?" Ann was suddenly uncomfortable.
"Not exactly. What about between family members?"
The picture of the girl kneeling between Bobby's feet sucking his cock flashed into Ann's mind. She struggled to find words to reassure the girl.
"I think if both parties are in agreement and enjoy it, it isn't wrong."
Pam looked at her and the smile reappeared.
"Even between a mother and her son?"
Ann froze and stared at her daughter. It slowly dawned on her that Pam must have seen the affair between she and' Bobby. She was wordless for a moment Anger surged up in her throat and she felt her defenses rising.
"What are you getting at?" Ann snapped.
"Nothing, Mom. Don't get mad. I saw you and Bobby the other night and I'm sure that you know about him and me. Don't you?"
"Yes, I saw the two of you that night," Ann replied, relaxing a little. "I guess that's what led to what happened later, between Bobby and me."
"I was really asking more about me than you. I didn't mean to make you mad." The girl's voice was soft and soothing. She stepped to her mother and hugged her, circling her waist with her small arms and pressing her face against the woman's shoulder.
Ann stroked the girl's hair and returned the hug. She felt a strange tingling in her nipples as the girl pressed against them. She fought the surge of heat that rose in her.
In the back of her mind, Pam thought of her father, but she didn't feel that she was lying, she just wasn't telling everything she knew. She wasn't sure how her mother would take the idea of her fucking her father, even though the woman was balling Bobby.
"I don't think I have to tell you that all this must stay between the three of us," Ann said, leaning back and looking into her daughter's eyes.
"I know, Mom."
"Now, let's get out of this kitchen and join the men," Ann added with a smile and a pat on Pam's ass.
"Okay," the girl replied. The soft slap of her mother's hand on her ass had sent a rush through Pam. She followed the woman from the kitchen, her mind sorting out the new sensation, trying to decide just what had caused it.
Later, Pam and Bobby sat in Pam's room talking. They kept their voices low, pausing to listen occasionally. The muffled sounds of their parents' lovemaking reached their ears as they listened.
Pam sat cross-legged on the bed, a shorty gown covering her upper body, the small cones of her breasts making twin peaks in the front of it. Her down-covered pussy was visible under the edge of the sheer cloth. Bobby glanced down at it frequently as he talked.
"What did Mom say when you asked that?" the boy asked.
"Well, it kind of shook her at first and then she said it was all right as long as we kept it in the family. You know, not telling anyone else," the girl replied.
"Yeah, that could get a little nasty."
Pam looked at Bobby's lap and saw the rising bulge of his cock in his pajamas. She licked her lips and felt the faint tingle in her pussy. It was damp and warm and she felt the soft gnawing hunger in her belly.
"Looks like you have a small problem," she teased, nodding to his lap. .
"Nothing that can't be solved pretty quickly."
"Mmmm," the girl hummed as she leaned over and circled her fingers around the cloth-covered cock.
Bobby sucked in his breath sharply and bit his lip. Her fingers stroked and tugged at the throbbing flesh, drawing his lust higher and higher. She released it and let her fingers slip into the opening. She captured his cock and pulled it out.
"Looks yummy!" she rasped.
"Good enough to eat?" he teased.
"Yes!" She pushed him onto his back.
Pam's face dropped to his crotch, her lips opening. Her pointed little tongue flicked out and teased the silky dark head of Bobby's cock. The boy hissed and arched his body. His fingers reached for her pussy and dipped into the slippery crevice. The girl wiggled her ass, her mouth closing around the dark cock head. She sucked it in and laved it with her tongue. His fingers plunged and tugged at her cunt.
"Let me have your cunt!" he whispered.
Pam shifted her body around on her knees and positioned her pussy over his face. His hands pulled at her ass, her cunt dropping to his open mouth. The glistening lips touched his mouth and his tongue stabbed between them. Pam jerked with the contact of his hot wet tongue. It moved directly to her tiny clit and flicked at it, teasing and probing. Her head plunged down, his cock sinking to the balls in her sucking mouth.
Pam's nostrils flared and her breath rasped through them as she sucked and tongued his pulsing cock. His tongue was driving her crazy with lust. Her head bobbed over his cock as her ass bounced over his head. She hummed around his throbbing meat, her pussy pulsing and drooling. The first tremors of her climax shook her body and she moaned with her mouthful of cock.
Bobby was grunting into her dripping pussy. Her mouth was drawing him closer and closer to shooting off. His hips rose and fell with each bob of her head and tug of her hot wet mouth. His tongue stabbed at her love button in rhythm with her plunging mouth.
Pam jerked, her pussy convulsing as the first throes of pleasure ran through her young body. Her pussy vibrated against his mouth and her thighs trembled against his cheeks. She moaned and grunted around his cock, her sucking becoming more frenzied.
Bobby's hips pistoned, plunging his throbbing cock in and out of his sister's mouth. Her slim fingers clutched at his hard ass cheeks, pulling and squeezing. The boy moaned into her drooling cunt, his mouth cupped around the small hole. He stiffened and Pam whimpered. Her throat opened and she sucked hard at the head of his cock. He shook and she felt his ass muscles flex in her hands. His hot sticky cum spewed into her mouth and she swallowed hungrily. Each time it filled her mouth, her pussy convulsed and she came again.
With a sigh and a whimper, his mouth fell away from her cunt and she felt his hot rasping breath against the inside of her thigh. She sucked gently on his cock and swallowed the last few drops of his cum. Reluctantly, she let the trembling cock slide from her mouth and rolled off him, flopping onto her back. They lay there for several minutes, bodies heaving, eyes closed.
Her breath regained, Pam rolled to her side and fondled his semi-hard cock. She smiled up at him and winked.
"How would you like to fuck me?" she asked.
His eyes jerked open and he stared at her.
"I thought you wanted to save your cherry for someone special!" he rasped.
"I did and they got it." Her voice was soft but teasing.-, "Who?" he asked, pushing up on his elbows.
"Promise you won't tell?"
"You know I won't. You know too much on me for me to do that," he replied.
She looked at him for a moment. Satisfied that he wouldn't tell, she rolled on her back and, staring at the ceiling, said one word.
"Daddy."
Bobby was very quiet, letting the disclosure sink in. He looked at her and then a smile slowly broke across his face.
"That figures," he said finally.
"Why?"
Everyone in the family seems to be fucking everyone else."
"Yeah, they are," she said with a giggle.
Her fingers continued to stroke his damp cock. It stirred and began to swell. She turned her head and looked at it and smiled. Her legs slid open and her other hand dropped to her slippery pussy and massaged the fleshy lips. Her finger slipped into the gooey hole, probing at the hot pliable walls.
Bobby watched her fondling her cunt, fingerfucking herself. His cock jerked and suddenly was full length. Pam grinned at him and tugged at his stiff cock.
"Now, come put that yummy cock in my pussy," she whispered lustily. "It's throbbing for it."
With a low growl, the boy rolled over and lowered his body onto hers, his hips dropping between her widespread thighs. Her hand still grasped his cock, guiding the blunt head to the drooling entrance to her cunt.
He pushed with his hips and the head of his cock slipped between the soft lips of her cunt and pushed into her hot hole. The tight, wet cunt clutched at his cock head and squeezed the tender knob. He moaned with the sensation and pushed harder.
"Oooo, yes!" Pam hissed.
His cock slid slowly into her, filling her small cunt and stretching the wet walls. Her ass pushed up, lifting her pussy, pushing it up around his cock. His balls bumped against her upturned ass as his cock sank to the hilt in her cunt. Her fingers raked at his back. Her teeth clamped onto his shoulder and she gurgled against the muscle.
His ass flexed as he withdrew and plunged again into her cunt. She bucked under him, meeting each thrust. Her slim legs locked around his thighs and her hands raked and clutched at his hard back. She bit harder at his shoulder and moaned against it. Her cunt convulsed and squeezed at his pistoning cock.
"UH! UH! UH! UUUUUHHHHGGGGNNN!" she groaned as she trembled and thrashed under him. Her climax slammed through her small body, vibrating every nerve.
Bobby's breath rasped into her ear as he drove his cock harder and deeper into her. His belly made soft slapping sounds against hers, his balls bouncing off her ass with each thrust.
"FUCK! COCK! OH, FUCK MEEE!" Pam hissed.
His ass was a blur as he pounded into her. He trembled and his body stiffened. His cock slammed to the hilt and stopped. It seemed to grow even larger inside her and then she felt the scalding flood of cum as it gushed from his cock and filled her pulsing cunt.
Pam moaned and groaned as she came again and again. Through the mist of her pleasure, she could feel the warm river of his cum as it filled her pussy and oozed out and down over her ass.
With a low drawn-out sighing grunt, he spewed the final drops into her cunt and collapsed onto her, his body heaving.
Pam shuddered in final pleasure and lay under him, cuddling his trembling body. Her cunt milked at his pulsing cock, squeezing and clutching at it.
As they recuperated, neither of them saw the door of the bedroom slowly close. Ann looked up at Carl and, putting her finger to her lips, led him back to their bedroom. Both of them were naked and Carl's cock stood out from his body, hard and dark-headed.
Once inside, he closed the door and turned to his wife. Ann lay on the bed, her legs open, the dark-pink inner flesh of her pussy glistening at him.
"I don't believe it," he said softly.
"Why not? They're young and horny and it sure isn't the first time it's happened between a brother and sister," she replied.
"Yeah, but they're our kids," he retorted, sitting down on the edge of the bed.
"It didn't seem to turn you off," she teased, fondling his rigid cock.
He looked down at her and smiled. "No, I'll admit it turned me on, but it still doesn't seem right."
Carl knew that he was mouthing the words for Ann's benefit. He was trying to cover his thoughts about the previous night when he had taken Pam's cherry.
Ann's fingers stroked his throbbing cock lovingly. She watched his face to try to find a hint as to his real reaction. She knew he was turned on, watching the two teenagers fuck. She had that proof in her hand.
"Did it turn you on to see your daughter's pussy?" she asked, her voice low and seductive.
"Yes," he rasped without thinking. Her fingers and the scene that he had viewed were taking their toll on him. His cock throbbed and his balls ached. He had fucked Ann some twenty minutes before they had peeked at the scene in Pam's room yet his balls and cock acted as if he hadn't fucked in a month.
"Did it make you want to eat her?" Her voice was getting huskier with passion.
"Yes!" His voice was a thick rasp.
"It turned me on, too," she confessed.
Carl looked at her and grinned. Her eyes were narrow slits. Her mouth hung open slightly and her breasts rose and fell with her quickened breath. He dropped his hand to her belly and combed the curly pussy hair with his fingers. Her wet slit greeted his fingers as they dipped between her full thighs. She jerked and sighed as his finger found her clit. The rigid little cock-like shaft was still slippery with his cum and her juices.
He stared at her for a moment and then plunged his finger into her molten hole. Heat and wetness surrounded it. The soft walls contracted around it, clutching at his thrusting finger.
Ann gazed at his cock and licked her lips. Her fingers were moving up and down the length of the large shaft. She tugged at his cock, moaning softly.
"Fuck me in the mouth!" she demanded in a hissing voice.
Carl rose and crawled up the bed, dropping a knee over her body and sitting lightly on her spongy breasts. His cock bumped her lips. She pulled a pillow under her head and, opening her mouth, guided his cock into it.
The hot clutching wetness of her mouth made his legs flex and he rose slightly, pushing the blunt head deeper into her mouth. Her hand cupped his hairy balls. Her eyes were open and looking up at his face. Her nostrils flared as she breathed.
He pushed his blood-engorged cock into her mouth until the head bumped the back of her throat. She hummed around it and squeezed his balls. He grunted and closed his eyes, his hips pulling back, his cock sliding almost out of her mouth. Her tongue teased and caressed the underside of the head, sending waves of pleasure through him.
Carl felt the pressure building up in his balls once again. Her mouth was drawing at his cock, almost pulling his thick cum from his balls. He plunged his cock back into the wet orifice. She moaned and sucked harder.
"UH! UH! UH! UUUHHH!" he grunted, her mouth sending intense sensations through him.
Her free hand slipped around his hips and her fingertips dipped between the hard spheres of his ass. Her long nails scratched at the sensitive flesh. He jerked.
She probed and pushed until she found his puckered asshole. Her fingertip pushed tentatively at it. Carl jerked again and moaned. Pausing a minute, she plunged her finger into the ring of muscle. She felt his cock jerk and throb in her mouth.
His hips jerked back and forth faster. His asshole clutched at her finger and his balls pulsed in her hand. He plunged his cock into her throat and froze. Ann groaned around the throbbing head and felt her pussy convulse as she began to come.
"UUUUUNNNNGGG!" Carl groaned and trembled.
His cum boiled hot and thick into Ann's greedy throat. She swallowed, gulping and sucking. Again and again the thick hot fluid gushed into her throat and she swallowed. Finally, he moaned and pulled back, his cock sliding wetly from her lips. He rolled off her, her finger pulling out of his asshole.
Ann lay trembling in the final throes of her own climax, her tongue licking the smears of his cum from her chin.
CHAPTER SIX
The house was empty and quiet. Ann was just finishing a cup of coffee. She sat at the kitchen table, letting her mind wander. The scene of her two children fucking the previous night popped into her mind, and then the hard-on that watching them had brought on for Carl. She smiled and downed the last of the coffee and, putting the cup in the sink, walked back through the house.
The kids were at school and Carl was off to work and she had the housework caught up and was seriously thinking about a hot shower and a day of relaxing. Maybe even a leisurely nap.-She stepped into the bathroom and looked at the scattered clothes. With a smile she shook her head and began picking up the garments.
Pam's panties came to her hand and she paused and stared at them for a moment. Pictures of the girl's fuzz-covered cunt flashed into her mind.
The scanty nylon garment lay cool in her hand. She looked at it and thought about where they had been. She flipped them over and looked at the inside of the crotch. Her blood surged with a strange feeling and she felt her pussy pulsing, still sticky and warm from the previous night's fucking.
Before she realized what she was doing, she had lifted the soft nylon to her nose and sniffed at the crotch. The sharp sweet smell of pussy met her nostrils and filled them. Her body tingled and she squeezed her thighs together against the damp lips of her pussy. Her nipples went rigid and tingled with lust. Her mind raced, conjuring pictures of the girl's pussy and the night she had seen Bobby eating his sister.
Ann dragged herself back to reality and stared down at the white nylon panties. She turned and tossed all the clothing into the hamper and pushed the things she was thinking away from her mind. She stripped off her robe and gown and reached for the shower door. The front doorbell rang. Ann paused and almost decided to ignore it. It rang again.
She scooped up her robe and slipped it on, wrapping it around her naked body and walking to the door. Opening it slightly, she peeked out. A tall dark-haired woman smiled through the crack at her. Ann opened the door and a broad smile spread over her face.
"Rose!-Come in! I haven't seen you in ages!" she exclaimed to the neighbor.
"Hi, Ann. It has been a while, hasn't it?" the woman replied, stepping inside. Her eyes glanced over Ann's scantily clad body. "If I got you out of bed or something, I can come back," she added.
"No. No! I was about to take a shower but it can wait. Come on in the kitchen. I think there's still some coffee in the pot," Ann replied. As she led the way into the kitchen, she buttoned her robe.
"How have you been?" Rose asked.
"Well. And you?" Ann poured two cups of coffee and put them on the table.
"Good. Harry has been on the road a lot so I've had a good deal of time to myself," the woman replied, lowering her slim hips into a chair at the table.
"Is he gone now?" Ann dropped into another chair.
"Yes. He left four days ago and I won't see him for another week or so." Her voice was strange.
She seemed nervous and strained.
"Is something wrong, Rose? You seem uptight."
"I probably am. But it's just being horny," Rose replied with a nervous laugh.
"I bet that can be a hassle." Ann sipped her coffee and watched the woman over the rim of her cup.
"Oh, when it gets unbearable, I usually play tennis or work in the yard. That helps for a while."
There was a moment of silence as they-sipped their coffee and Ann's mind raced. She felt compassion for Rose. The woman was one of her better friends.
"Don't you ever do yourself?" Ann asked quietly.
Rose looked back at her for a second, a look of embarrassment on her face. She smiled weakly at Ann.
"I've tried it a couple of times but it didn't seem to help: I couldn't get off." Her voice was soft and self-conscious.
"Hmmm. I had that trouble the first time but not since," Ann hed. She was trying to spare Rose's ego.
"You mean you do it?" Rose's eyes were wide in astonishment.
"Of course. Sometimes during the day I get horny as hell and it will be hours before Carl gets home and I just get comfortable and jack off." Talking so boldly and bluntly was stirring heat in Ann's pussy.
Rose looked at her, amazed. "And you always, uh, get off?"
"You mean come? Yes, every time."
Rose shifted in her seat and thought for a moment. Ann had to shift to try to quiet her slippery pussy. She was getting warmer by the minute. She found herself looking at Rose's slender body in a new way. There was a hint of lust in the back of her mind.
Rose was a nice-looking woman. Not busty or broad-hipped. More streamlined. Not manish, though. She wore a skirt and a blouse and Ann noticed that her nipples were sticking out through her bra and blouse, making little bumps in the material.
Ann's eyes dropped down and she saw a flash of thigh under ther skirt. A flood of heat rushed through her. She licked her dry lips and tore her eyes away from the woman's legs. Her pussy was throbbing and she felt her clit begin to itch.
When Ann looked back to Rose's face, the woman was looking at the front of her robe. Ann felt her nipples tingle and a fresh surge of heat rushed through the mounds of her breasts.
"Uh, maybe you haven't found the right combination for jacking off," Ann said. Her voice was fuzzy and she had to clear her throat.
"You mean that there is a certain way to do it?" Rose's eyes widened again.
"Well, I don't think that the same thing works for everybody. But there sure are some basic things that work best." Ann was getting hotter by the minute. She would hardly sit still. "Like what?"
Ann smiled at the woman and paused before answering. Her mouth was dry and her lips felt parched. She tried to lick them.
"I don't know if I can explain all of it," Ann began. "I probably could show you, though."
Rose didn't flinch. "Would you? God, knows I need to get off! Oh, uh, I mant come." She smiled.
"Come on. Let's get out of the kitchen for your lesson. It's not the most comfortable place." Ann rose and she followed.
They entered the living room and Ann dropped into the large overstuffed chair, leaving Rose the sofa. Ann sat with her knees slightly apart and watched Rose sit down. Her legs crossed, flashing her white panties at Ann as she did.
Without a word, Ann unbuttoned her robe slowly and opened it, exposing her naked body. A thrill ran through her as her rigid nipples and bushed pussy came under Rose's eyes. A flush ran over the woman's face. Ann could see that she was getting turned on.
"What do you think about?" Rose asked. Her voice was husky and thick.
"Not anything in particular unless something special has turned me on. I just play with myself and let my mind wander."
Ann let her fingers slide up over her belly and cupped her large breasts with her hands. Her thumb and finger rolled her hard tingling nipples slowly. As she massaged them, she let her legs open slowly. She watched Rose through heavy-lidded eyes. Her hands lay in her lap, fingers interlaced. She licked her lips as she stared at Ann's oozing pussy.
"Mmmmm," Ann hummed as she caressed her nipples.
Rose shifted for the fiftieth time. She uncrossed her legs and left her knees parted. Ann could see the white band of nylon that covered her pussy. Her pussy throbbed as she gazed at the panties.
One hand dropped from her breasts and combed through the bush of curly hair at her crotch. Rose's eyes followed the hand as if hypnotized. She, opened her legs wider, her fingers separating. Her hand slid over her blouse and closed around her small breast.
"Feel good?" Ann asked with a raspy voice.
"Um-hm."
Ann dipped her fingers down between her thighs and let them slide into the gooey slit. Her breath sucked sharply through her teeth as her finger found her hard little love button. She rubbed it slowly, her finger getting wet and shiny from the juices.
"You sure are wet down there," Rose, whispered.
"Um-hm. Part of it is left from last night." uYou mean...." Rose said, trailing off. "Carl's cum."
Rose winced as if pain. She bit her lips and stared at Ann's cunt. Her hand pulled at the hem of her skirt, exposing her legs. She slumped down on the sofa, her skirt around her hips. Her legs opened and her hand slid over the white nylon-covered plane of her belly. Ann moaned as she watched.
Her gaze locked on Ann's shiny pussy, Rose rubbed her own slit through the soft nylon. She licked her lips again and pressed her finger into the damp crevice, pushing the cloth into it.
"It would be easier if you took your panties off," Ann suggested. Her mouth was dry and her voice sounded hoarse.
Without hesitating, Rose hooked her thumbs in the waistband and, lifting her slim hips, pushed the panties down and off. Ann almost gasped as she stared at the thick black hair. Dark-pink inner flesh glistened through the hair-rimmed lips. Rose's fingers came back to her pussy and slid through the wet slit, imitating Ann's motions.
Ann was having to bite her lips and go very slow to keep from coming. Her pussy throbbed and her clit tingled. She stared at Rose's cunt and wondered how the soft wet flesh would taste. That thought drove her beyond the point of no return. Her hips lifted and she gritted her teeth. Her finger flew over her clit, rubbing and stroking, drawing her climax to the surface.
"AAAGGGHHHNNN!" Ann wailed.
Her body shook and she clamped her eyes tight against the intense pleasure. Her pussy convulsed and drooled. Through the roar in her ears she heard a faraway cry. She pried her eyes open to slits and saw Rose arching her back, her fingers tearing at her cunt. She was shaking and jerking. Ann slammed into another climax.
Letting the sensation subside, Ann watched Rose as her body heaved through the final throes of coming. Her mouth watered to taste the woman's pussy. Still hazy with passion, Ann rose to shaky feet and crossed to the sofa. She sat down beside the woman's trembling body and took her in her arms.
"Was it good?" Ann whispered.
"FANTASTIC!" Rose panted, reaching for Ann.
Her hand brushed Ann's nipple and Ann shivered. The two women hugged each other. Rose's breath was hot and moist on Ann's shoulder. The sensation was stirring deeper passions in Ann. Her hand slid down Rose's side and touched the velvety skin of her naked thigh. She scraped her long red fingernails over it, edging closer and closer to the woman's pussy.
Just as Ann felt the first soft curly hairs, Rose twisted in her arms and Ann felt her hot mouth close over her nipple. Ann moaned and clutched at Rose's head. The hot pointed tongue lashed Ann's nipple, the mouth sucking at the hard tender knob. Ann plunged her hand between Rose's thighs and felt them open wide to receive her exploring fingers. Wet slippery flesh greeted Ann's fingers.
She dipped into it and found the tiny cock-like protrusion of Rose's clit. She flicked and the woman moaned around Ann's nipple.
Rose twisted her head and found the other large breast, licking her way across the mound. Her lips closed around the other nipple and Ann jerked with the surging lust that ran through her.
A hand slipped across Ann's naked belly and plunged between her full thighs. She felt the slender finger dip between the slippery lips of her pussy and then slide into her cunt. She sucked her breath in with a hiss and moaned. Her own finger was rubbing furiously over Rose's clit.
"OH, YES! OH! OH! SOOOO GOOOD!" Ann gasped.
Ann's fingers slipped around to the front of Rose's blouse and flipped the buttons open. She stripped away the garment and tossed it aside. Rose's mouth clung to her nipple. She fumbled with the clasp of the bra and then opened it. Tossing it aside, she pushed the woman's head gently. Rose straightened up and turned her passion-glazed eyes to Ann's.
Their mouths crashed together and their tongues probed as nipples met nipples and hands stroked pussies. Ann finally tore away from Rose's mouth and dropped her head to the woman's small breasts. They were pointed and crowned with dark nipples. The thought flashed through her mind that they looked almost like a girl's breasts. Heat surged through Ann and she sucked one of the firm knobs into her mouth.
Rose moaned and clutched Ann's head, crushing her mouth against the nipple. Ann lashed it with her tongue, tasting its warm sweetness.
"AHHH! AHHHH! AHHHH!" Rose cried with each flick of Ann's tongue.
Crazed and mindless with passion, Ann sucked and licked, her mouth working hungrily. She worked over each nipple again and again until she felt Rose stiffen and shake. She rode out the woman's climax, suckling the nipples gently. As Rose finally relaxed a little, Ann licked away from the nipples and down to the plane of her belly.
Rose moaned when she realized what Ann's goal was. For a moment she tried to restrain Ann's head but Ann shook off her hands and continued. The rough cloth of Rose's skirt brushed her cheek and she slid off the sofa and dropped between Rose's legs. She gazed for a few seconds at the dark curly hair and the shiny wet lips of her pussy. Ann kissed the inside of the slim thighs, licking the soft skin as she moved closer and closer to the waiting cunt. She could feel the heat from Rose's pussy against her cheek as she came near it.
She let the soft sweet odor of the pussy fill her nostrils and then kissed the pouting hair-rimmed lips. Rose jerked and whimpered. Her hands came back to Ann's head but this time to urge her to her pussy. Ann complied. Her tongue snaked out and sliced between the slippery hot lips. Rose moaned and arched her back, lifting her ass.
"OOOOOH, GOD!" Rose wailed.
Ann pulled the lips apart and licked the thin hot juice from the slit. Her tongue flicked across the tiny shaft at the top of the crevice and Rose stiffened with the sensation. Ann circled the love button with her lips and sucked. Her tongue teased and caressed it. Rose was shaking and bouncing, her hands pulling at Ann's head, fingers tangling in her hair.
"OH! COMING! OH! OH! OOOOOH!" Rose gasped.
The slender thighs clamped at Ann's head and the tiny clit vibrated against her tongue. Fresh juices oozed into her mouth. Ann moaned into the dripping, coming pussy and felt her own cunt begin to throb and pulse. She slipped her fingers between her thighs and rubbed furiously at her pussy. Rose came again and again, drooling pussy juice into Ann's open mouth. Ann shivered, and sucked faster as her own climax neared and then crested. She sucked hungrily as she lost herself in the crashing waves of her own climax.
Still trembling, Ann lifted her face from Rose's cunt and looked up into her face. A weak smile greeted her. Ann kissed the throbbing pussy gently and scrambled up beside Rose. Before she was even settled, Rose slid off the sofa and pushed Ann's legs apart.
"My turn," Rose whispered, gazing lovingly at Ann's shiny pussy.
"MMMMM!" Ann hummed.
"Ooooh! It's all slippery and wet! Is part of that Carl's cum?"
Ann winced at the sensation of the woman's hot breath on her throbbing pussy and nodded. Rose smiled and dipped her head between Ann's thighs. Her long pointed tongue slipped out and touched the fleshy lips of Ann's pussy. Ann jerked with the contact and opened her legs as wide as she could. Bending her knees and slumping, she pulled her feet up on the sofa, opening her cunt.
A smile ran across Rose's face and she gripped Ann's full thighs. Her face dropped once again to her pussy and her tongue stabbed into the oozing hole. Ann whimpered and reached for Rose's head. She pulled the sucking, licking mouth tightly against her pussy and let herself slide into the swirling hot pool of lust.
Rose lapped at the oozing hole, inexperienced but eager. Her tongue stabbed and flicked, slicing into the slit and over Ann's clit. Ann bounced and jerked, her hands guiding Rose's head and tongue.
"UH! UH! UH! UH!" Ann grunted as the point of Rose's tongue lashed her love button.
Rose worked harder and faster as she sensed Ann's passion building. Her own passion was rising and she. squirmed and shifted in her kneeling position, her pussy on fire. Her fingers probed at her own pussy, stirring the slippery flesh to a froth.
Ann looked down at the woman through the lust-heavy lids of her eyes and saw her-hand massaging her pussy. Her own passion was building and surging higher. A thought flashed across her mind and she pushed Rose's head away from her pussy. Rose stared up at Ann in surprise.
"Up here! I can suck you then!" Ann gasped, twisting and lying down on the sofa.
Rose stood and looked down at Ann, her mind confused for a moment. Then Ann's meaning dawned on her and she lowered her body over Ann's, her head at her crotch and her pussy over Ann's face.
Ann saw the glistening pussy descend toward her face and reached up to grasp Rose's firm ass, pulling it down to her mouth. Her tongue stabbed into the gooey hole just as she felt Rose's tongue stab into hers. Locked together, mouth to pussy, they thrashed and bounced, lapping and sucking.
Ann felt her climax build and explode more times than she could count. She was rewarded for her tongue work by Rose's oozing pussy, just as many times. Each explosion was a little more intense.
They clung to each other, working each other up to a state of frenzy.-It seemed as if they couldn't come again. Ann's body was jerking and her ass bounced. She whimpered and moaned into Rose's cunt. Every nerve in her body screamed for that final release. Closer it came, yet it seemed to stay just out of reach. She could, tell that Rose was having the same problem as she jerked and moaned. Wet smacking sounds and panting breath filled the room along with whimpers and groans.
As a final resort, Ann dipped her finger into Rose's steaming pussy, and then pushed the wet digit into the puckered asshole an inch from her nose. Shivers ran through Rose's body and Ann felt a finger invade her own asshole. It sank to the knuckle, probing and pushing at the tender, virgin walls. Ann jerked and felt her body strain. She slammed her finger into Rose's asshole and sucked furiously at her cunt.
A gurgle escaped Rose's throat and she jerked and bucked into a rending climax. Ann's body quaked and stiffened as the pressure finally exploded and she felt blinding, deafening waves of pleasure roar up through her body and fill her brain. Both women screamed and clawed at each other and bucked as they spun into their orgasms.
Long minutes passed as they lay in each other's arms, mouths caressing cunts lovingly. Finally, Rose slid off Ann and sat panting on the floor. She smiled and touched Ann's lips.
"God! That was fantastic!" she gasped.
"Absolutely!" Ann replied.
Breath regained and bodies calmed, they sat fondling each other. Rose turned and smiled at Ann.
"I don't have to be horny any more. I've found a substitute," she said. "I still want his cock but when he's gone, I'll come see you."
"I'll look forward to it. Like you said, it won't replace a cock but it is a good diversion."
"I've got to get out of here! I've got a twelve-thirty appointment at the hairdressers!" Rose exclaimed, looking at her watch.
She slipped her bra and blouse on and pulled her" panties on. Before she could drop her skirt, Ann leaned over and kissed the mound of her pussy through the white nylon and looked up at her with a grin.
"Until I see it again," she explained.
Rose kissed her lips and left. Ann sat for a while, staring into space and enjoying the lazy, satiated feeling that her climaxes had left her with.
CHAPTER SEVEN
That afternoon, Pam bounced through the door and kissed her mother on the cheek.
"Hi, Mom. How was your day?" she asked, bubbling with energy.
"Just fine," Ann replied, looking at the girl with curiosity in her eyes. "What's got you all bubbly?"
"Nothing. I just feel good," Pam said over her shoulder as she turned down the hah.
Ann watched the slim, small body disappear and she thought of Rose's body and warmth spread over her. For a moment, she wasn't sure which body was causing the heat, Rose's or Pam's. She convinced herself that it was Rose's.
A little while later, Carl came home from work. He kissed Ann warmly and patted her ass.
"What's your day been like?" he asked, pouring himself a drink as he spoke.
"Nice. How was yours?"
"Not bad. Got anything up for tonight?"
"Not really, why?"
"Oh, I thought I'd take Pam to that movie she's been dying to see. Want to come along?" He was looking at her over the rim of his glass.
"I don't think so. I don't think I like the idea of spending the evening surrounded by squealing teenagers and loud music. You go ahead if you think you can cope with that."
"Okay. I don't blame you. We shouldn't be any later than eleven."
"Try not to be. She has school tomorrow. Now, how about dinner?"
"Sounds great. I'm starved."
After dinner, an excited Pam and her father kissed Ann good-bye and left. Bobby retired to his room to study and Ann finished cleaning up the kitchen.
She wandered around the house, unable to settle. Television didn't interest her and she didn't want to read. She straightened up a few things in her room and then went into Pam's room. As she was straightening up the girl's dresser, a slip of paper dropped out of a book. She bent to pick it up and saw Carl's handwriting.
She held it for a second and then looked at it. A sinking feeling hit her as she read it:
"Pussycat, Everything is arranged. We have the apartment for the evening. If we can get away, we're going to fuck until we can't fuck any more. Keep your pussy warm until then.
Love ya."
Ann stared at the note. Carl was having an affair. How in the hell Pam had gotten possession of the note, she couldn't understand.
Her knees were weak and she stuffed the note in her pocket and turned to leave the room. She came face to face with Bobby. He was smiling at her as he leaned against the doorframe.
"You found it. I told Pam they couldn't get away with it. Not for long," he said.
"With what?" Her mind worked but came up with nothing. She couldn't see how Pam was involved or how Bobby knew about it.
"That is the note you have, isn't it?" he asked.
She barely heard him. Her mind raced with a jumble of thoughts. Suddenly, something sprang up in the back of her mind. The note was written to Pam!
"You mean Pam and your father...." she blurted. "Jackpot!" he replied.
Anger swept over her. She glared at Bobby and he saw her face flush and her eyes spark. Her face relaxed and the angry expression melted. A smile broke across her face.
"Everybody in this family is fucking everybody else, and I'm the only one who doesn't know about it!" she exclaimed, and then burst out laughing.
"Kind of looks that way, doesn't it?" he replied, chuckling.
"How long have they been at it?" she asked, calming down.
"Not long. A week or ten days."
"Does your father know about you and I?"
"I don't think so. Pam says she hasn't told him," Bobby answered.
"How about you and her?"
"She told him about that. He wanted to know where she learned to suck cock."
"Hmmm," she hummed with a sly smile.
"What are you planning?"
"Just a little surprise for your father," she replied. "Come on:"
"Where are we going?"
"We are going to walk in on your father's little love nest for the evening," she said. "I don't know what apartment but I bet I can guess. Sam at the office has an apartment he keeps for special occasions. I'm pretty sure that's where they are."
It was a short drive to the apartment building and sure enough, Carl's car was parked beside it. Ann and Bobby left her car parked next to it and walked toward the building. Darkness had fallen and it was difficult to see. As they neared the building, Ann stopped and looked down the side of the building.
"Wait," she whispered to Bobby.
"What is it?"
"The last window down on the ground floor with the light in it. I think that's the one," she replied.
"So?"
"So we're going to peek in and make sure."
"Are you crazy? What if we get caught? Or it isn't the right one?" he whispered excitedly.
Without answering, she started across the grass. Bobby looked around and in desperation followed. She disappeared behind a shrub next to the window. When he reached it, she was bent slightly, looking under the drawn blinds. There was an inch-wide crack between the bottom of the blinds and the windowsill.
Bobby looked around nervously. He touched his mother's arm and whispered, "Is it the right one?"
For a moment she was too engrossed in what she saw to answer. He tapped her shoulder again. "Well?" he rasped.
"Yes. It's the right one. Look at them," she whispered, turning to him.
She glanced at the boy then felt him bending next to her. She heard the sharp intake of his breath as he saw what had held her attention so well. She looked back into the room.
Pam lay naked across the bed, her legs open, her small pussy toward the window. Ann could see a glob of milky cum oozing from it. Carl knelt astride the girl's chest, his huge cock at the girl's mouth. Pam was licking the dark blunt head of it passionately.
Ann felt the surge of heat and juices as her pussy warmed and pulsed to life. She licked her dry lips and glanced at Bobby. His gaze was fixed on the interior of the room and when she looked down at his crotch, she could see the bulge of his cock in the faint light.
She turned her attention back to the couple in the room. Carl's hips were moving back and forth as he fucked the large dark head of his cock in and out of his daughter's stretched lips. Cum still oozed from the girl's cunt. Ann's breathing was ragged and her cunt itched to be touched and massaged. Carl was thrusting faster and his movements caught the woman's eye. His balls swung back and forth as he pushed his cock into Pam's mouth.
Ann saw her husband shiver and then his whole body stiffened. She knew what that signaled. She saw the girl's throat working as a flood of cum burst into her mouth. Ann felt a twinge of jealousy. Unable to stand any more, she tapped Bobby's arm and they stepped away from the building. He followed her around to the front door and into the hall.
They went down the hall until they came to the last door and stopped. Ann reached into the planter by the door and dug around in the soil until she came up with a key. She held it up for Bobby to see and smiled.
She inserted it into the lock and turned it slowly. The lock clicked softly and she turned the door knob, gently. The door opened slowly and she peeked around the edge. No one in sight. She stepped into the small living room and motioned for Bobby to follow. He stepped in and closed the door as quietly as he could. He started to follow his mother and then stopped. He reached back and turned the lock on the door.
Ann was across the living room, her head against a closed door. Bobby tiptoed to her side. She nodded and motioned that it was the right door. She listened and grinned at the boy. Taking a deep breath she grasped the knob and pushed the door open.
Carl was kneeling between Pam's legs, his mouth cupped around the girl's pussy. He snapped his eyes opened and looked across the girl's belly, directly into his wife's eyes. He gurgled and then jumped back, eyes wide.
"This is a funny theater, Carl," Ann announced. She was biting her tongue to keep from laughing.
Pam's head snapped around and she stared up at Ann. A smile crept across her face. "Hi, Mom," she said nonchalantly.
"Hi, Pam," the woman said, a smile on her lips.
"Hi, Bobby. So that's how she knew," Pam added.
"Not me, Little Sister. She found the note," he replied.
Carl was still sitting on his heels, his eyes wide, mouth open. He hadn't said a word. Ann looked at him and started to laugh.
"Carl, you look absolutely silly," she said. "
"Either finish what you started or get up off the floor."
"Finish, Daddy!" Pam insisted.
Ann crossed to the bed and sat down, her hand coming to rest on her daughter's belly. The skin felt like satin under her fingertips.
"Don't leave the poor girl hanging," she teased.
Ann looked down at his cock. It was hanging at half-mast, the shaft slightly bent, the dark head pointing at the floor. It was still shiny with Pam's saliva and his cum. She felt a flutter run through her wet pussy and a surge of heat ran through her as her lust rose. She looked down at her hand. Her fingertips were only inches from Pam's pussy. An overpowering urge to slip them into the slippery crevice came over her.
"You may have to finish the job," she said, turning to Bobby, trying to get the desire to touch Pam's pussy out of her mind and body.
For the first time Ann noticed a strange odor in the room. It was a sharp smell of something burnt. She looked around for smoke but saw none. Her eyes fell on an ashtray. A short stub of a hand-rolled cigarette lay in it. The word burst into her mind: Pot!
"What's the smell?" she asked, looking back-at Carl.
"Just what you think it is, Mom," Pam interjected.
For a moment, her mind rebelled at the thought. She floundered in indecision. She looked from Carl to Pam and then back to Carl.
"I think we had better go home," she said quietly.
"Mom! There's nothing wrong with pot. It does fantastic things for sex," Pam defended.
"She's right, Ann," Carl said. They were the first words he had said since Ann and Bobby had burst into the room.
"We'll talk about it at home." Her face was set and her voice a little strained.
Carl and Pam looked at each other and then at Bobby. The boy shrugged. Ann had risen and " walked to the door.
"Come with me, Bobby. Carl, we'll see you at home," she said softly. Her face was still expressionless.
Bobby tossed a wave at his father and sister and followed Ann out of the apartment. For several minutes after they were gone, Pam and her father were motionless. He finally rose and reached out to pull her up.
"Come on, Kitten. We'd better get going."
The girl took his hand and with a little sigh of disappointment, let herself be pulled to her feet and started gathering up her clothes.
Twenty minutes later, Carl pulled into the driveway at home and shut off the engine. There was a light coming through the living room window. He looked across at his daughter.
"Well, here goes," he said.
"No sweat, Daddy. She's all right." '
"I hope you're right," he replied.
They crossed the grass to the front door and he unlocked it. Pushing it open, he let Pam step through, then followed. In the soft light of a lamp, a scene greeted them that stopped them in their tracks.
Ann and Bobby sat on cushions on the floor. Ann wore a sheer gown, her body peeking through the flimsy black cloth. Bobby was in his pajama bottoms. They sat facing each other, passing a joint back and forth.
"Hi! Join us," Ann invited.
Father and daughter stood gawking for a few more seconds. Pam was the first to break out of the shock. She smiled and pushed the door shut. Turning, she crossed to the woman and boy and dropped to the floor beside them, taking the joint from Bobby.
"Come on, Daddy," she called over her shoulder.
Carl crossed to them and sat down slowly. His eyes were fixed on Ann in disbelief. She smiled at him and handed him the crudely rolled joint. He took the sharp smoke deep into his lungs and held it, passing the joint to Bobby. His eyes remained on his wife.
"Oh, don't look so shocked, Carl," she teased. "It's my first time. On the way home, Bobby and I talked about pot and he mentioned that he had a couple of joints and I decided to try it."
"It's not just the pot. You're nearly naked." He looked from her to his son.
"Do you think you're the only one who's been fucking in the family?" she said, squinting against the smoke.
"You mean you've been to bed with Bobby?"
"More than once," she replied.
He stared at her for a moment or two and then a smile broke across his face. He chuckled a little and reached out and touched her face.
"I guess I wasn't getting away with anything after all, was I?" Carl asked.
She smiled warmly and rubbed her cheek against his hand. "Oh, you were until tonight but that's nothing to worry about."
A rush of sensation flowed up in Ann's body and she felt as if she were floating up off the cushion. Her skin tingled and she was suddenly, acutely aware of every hair on her body. She smiled dreamily and let her eyes close slowly.
It seemed like hours before she opened them and looked at her family, yet they hadn't moved. Pam was sitting cross-legged, her skirt stretched across her thighs, her white panties in plain view. Her eyes were closed and she was rocking slowly back and forth as if listening to music. Ann gazed at the damp-looking crotch of the girl's panties and her mouth watered. She felt the desire rise in her again to touch and taste her daughter's body.
She swung her eyes to her son. He had leaned back on his elbows, his legs stretched out. His eyes were fixed on Ann's crotch. His cock stood hard and pulsing, sticking out of the fly of his pajama bottoms.
Ann licked her lips as she stared at his adolescent cock. Her mind rolled slowly through memories of it gushing in her mouth. She licked her lips slowly as if she could still taste his cum. A hand touched her thigh and slid across it and dipped into her drooling pussy. Turning her head, she found Pam leaning over, running her fingers through the slippery crevice of her cunt. Ann shivered and kissed the girl's lips.
Pam pulled her fingers from her mother's pussy and, lifting them to her lips, licked them slowly, her eyes gazing into Ann's. Ann trembled again and groaned softly.
A sigh reached her ears and, looking toward Bobby, she saw him lying on his back, eyes closed, his hand stroking the length of his cock. In what seemed like slow motion, Ann rolled to her knees and leaned over him. Her eyes watched the motion of his hand only inches away. His fingers tugged at the skin around the head, pulling it back and pushing it up.
Unable to stand it any longer, she dropped her head and flicked her tongue slowly across the hot satiny skin of his cock head. His whole body jerked and his eyes popped open. She smiled up at him and opened her mouth, her hot breath playing over the sensitive skin. Her tongue laved it again, leaving a warm wet trail across it.
Ann's pussy was oozing, the-warm juices trickling down the inside of her thighs. She couldn't remember her pussy ever getting so wet before. She opened her lips wider and engulfed the blunt head of her son's cock. He groaned and clutched at her head.
"OH, MOM!" the boy moaned. She held the bullet-shaped head in her mouth, her tongue circling it. Her cheeks caved in as she sucked gently at his throbbing cock. She teased the tiny slit with her tongue, probing and licking. The tip of her tongue found the tender spot on the underside of the head and stroked it until the boy was rolling and moaning with passion. Suddenly, she plunged her mouth down over the shaft of his cock, taking the entire length of it into her hot wet orifice. His hips thrust upward and his hands pulled her head against his crotch. Holding her head tightly, fingers tangled in her hair, he fucked his cock in and out of her mouth. Wet, sucking sounds filled his ears.
Her long slim fingers slid wider his ass and clutched at the cheeks. She squeezed and pulled at them, helping him drive his cock into her mouth. Ann was moaning around his plunging cock, her pussy quivering and convulsing as she felt her own climax approaching. She squeezed her thighs together, pressing the fleshy lips of her pussy in around her rigid little love button.
"UH! UH! UH! UUUUGGGHHHNNN!" Bobby cried out.
His cock slammed into her mouth, her chin bumping his balls, her hands pulling at his ass, urging him on. She felt the strain and tremor in his body as his cum surged up from his balls. She hummed around his throbbing cock and opened her throat, awaiting the scalding thick fluid.
Her pussy was convulsing, her clit vibrating from the mere anticipation of his spewing cum. The first gusher burst into her mouth, sharp and hot, and she moaned and shook as she swallowed it, her climax slamming through her. She gulped the boy's cum greedily, anxious for the next spurt. Again and again his cock erupted in her mouth and she swallowed each flood and jerked in the throes of her own climax.
The final fountaining gusher boiled into her mouth and she licked the trembling cock gently, savoring the taste of his cock and cum. Reluctantly, she let his cock slide from her lips and sat back, panting for breath.
She turned her eyes to Carl and Pam. He lay between the girl's legs, her panties gone, her skirt bunched around her waist. He was naked and his cock assaulted her pussy. Ann was fascinated as she watched the huge shaft slide in and out of her daughter's cunt. He could only get about half of it in her but both of them were making the very best of that half.
Pam's slim legs were wrapped around his muscular thighs, her heels digging into his ass, spurring him on. Her small ass lifted with his every thrust, raising her fuzz-covered pussy to the assault of his enormous cock.
"OH, SO GOOOOD! SO GOOD, DADDY!" the girl moaned, and clutched at his body with her small hands.
Ann watched, fascinated and lust-riddled. Her cunt pulsed anew and she felt heat boiling up inside her as she watched the cock that she had known so long, plunging in and out of another pussy. That fact turned her on but the fact that it was their daughter that he was fucking was the biggest turn on. Through the haze of pot and passion, she watched them fuck. Her fingers found her own juicy cunt and plunged into the soggy hole. She ripped at her clit and buried two fingers inside her cunt.
The girl squealed and began to jerk. Her small body trembled as a climax slammed through her. Ann groaned and flicked at her love button with a frenzy. Carl was in the final thrusts before coming and she watched hypnotized as he drove his large cock into Pam's small pussy. He grunted and then growled. His body shook and he plunged his jerking cock to the bottom of the girl's cunt. Ann watched as he thrashed and shook in the grip of his climax.
Ann's hand was a blur at her own crotch. Her eyes fixed on the cock and cunt of her husband and her daughter, she let herself go and surrendered to the consuming pleasure of coming. Her pussy drooled slippery juices over her hand and thighs as she rocked under the impact of her climax.
Carl rolled breathless off Pam, his cock sliding out with a soft pop. Ann whimpered and dove for his crotch. Her mouth closed around the hot slippery oozing head and sucked the final drops of his cum from it. Hungrily, she licked the cum and pussy juice from the throbbing shaft. Cleaned, she licked it one final time and looked around to Pam.
The girl lay panting, her legs splayed apart, her small cunt gaping, globs of cum oozing from it. Crazed with lust, Ann shifted to the girl and lowered her hungry mouth to the small cunt. She lapped the thick hot cum from the tight little hole, her tongue intentionally flicking across the girl's tiny clit. Pam jerked with each contact and moaned. Ann cupped her mouth around the oozing hole and lifted the girl's hips. Her mouth made loud sucking sounds as she sucked the little cunt dry.
"MMMMM! UUUUMMMM! UH! UH! UH!" Pam moaned as her mother sucked her pulsing cunt.
The woman's tongue flicked across the tender shaft of her love button and Pam cried out. Her small fingers tangled in her mother's hair and she pushed her pussy up tighter against the sucking mouth.
The girl shivered and thrashed as another climax roared through her. Her cunt convulsed, squeezing the last of the thick love juice into Ann's mouth. Ann was jerking through a series of searing climaxes, herself. She lapped and sucked at her daughter's cunt, her tongue in a frenzy of motion as her whole body was consumed with passion and pleasure.
With a gasp, Ann fell away from Pam and lay on her back, her body heaving, her. face shiny with cum and pussy juice. Her hairy cunt gaped open, frothy juices clinging to the fleshy lips.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Ann thought the pot had taken her about as high as she could go. She soon discovered differently. Her breath evened out and she propped herself up on her elbows. Bobby was crouched between Pam's legs, his face buried in her slippery pussy. Ann looked at his upthrust ass and saw the pucker of his asshole. For long seconds she gazed at the dark-fleshed hole, her eyes seeing details that she didn't think possible.
She realized that her lust was rising again. In that same sense of slow motion, she rolled over, bringing her face level with the boy's ass. She could hear the lapping sounds his mouth was making at his sister's cunt. Ann felt her mouth water and she found she couldn't take her eyes off his asshole.
Leaning forward, she let her hot breath play over the firm cheeks of his ass. She saw him flex the muscles of it. She sucked her breath in sharply and blind lust took control of her. Her face dipped and her tongue stabbed between the cheeks of his ass. She licked the length of the sharply defined valley and delighted when he shivered and pushed his ass back against her face. Her tongue circled the tight hole, teasing and taunting it. She could feel the ring of muscle flex as she neared it.
Bobby's muffled moans into Pam's pussy reached Ann's ears and she could resist no longer. Her tongue stabbed wetly at the pucker, pushing and probing at the tightness. Pushing her face deeper into the cleft, she managed to penetrate the ring of muscle, her tongue stabbing inside. Bobby shivered and moaned, his ass twisting against her face.
Ann reached between his legs and cupped his balls, the satiny sac warm against her palm. She could feel the throb of his rampant cock against her fingertips. She squeezed the oval cum producers, her tongue lapping and stabbing in and out of his asshole.
Ann's pussy pulsed and dripped as she felt herself being carried as high by what she was doing as Bobby was being carried by her doing it. She felt the hunger gnawing deep inside her cunt for a cock or tongue. Just as she thought that it would become unbearable, something hot and blunt pressed against the fleshy lips of her oozing cunt. Without looking, she knew that it was Carl's cock. She sighed into Bobby's asshole and sucked at it as she tongue-fucked it. The boy was sucking noisily at Pam's cunt, driving the girl into a frenzy.
The bulbous head of Carl's cock sank slowly into her gaping dripping cunt, filling it slowly. She moaned and pushed her ass back toward him, urging him to bury his cock in her. She trembled as her lust spiraled higher and higher. She was so crazed with passion that she felt as if there wasn't anything she wouldn't do. Dark, forbidden thoughts flashed through her mind, stirring her lustto a blinding intensity.
Carl paused with half of his cock sunk in her cunt and suddenly rammed it to the hilt. His hairy balls slapped her clit and sent shooting stars through Ann's head. Her hand slid up the bottom side of Bobby's cock and her fingers curled around the pulsing rod of flesh. She stroked it, her mouth hungry to taste it again.
Carl was driving his cock into her methodically. His balls bounced off her clit with each stroke and she jerked each time they did. She tugged and stroked at Bobby's cock, her tongue driving as deep as she could get it in the boy's asshole.
"OH, GOD!" Ann gasped, pulling her mouth from the boy's ass. "YOUR COCK, BOBBY! TURN AROUND!"
He hesitated for a moment, then tore his mouth from Pam's tender pussy and spun around, his cock swinging into her open mouth. Ann sucked it in, her hand grasping his balls.
Ann was caught between them on her hands and knees, Carl's large cock pistoning in and out of her pussy and her son's plunging in and out of her mouth. She moaned and twisted and jerked as she was fucked from both ends. Faster and harder the two cocks rammed, driving her higher and higher, dragging her from one climax to another. Her cunt and mouth convulsed and milked at the cocks every few seconds as she was hit with the tremors of a climax.
Her eyes opened to slits and she saw Pam leaning against the front of the sofa, watching the two males fucking her. The girl's legs were splaying open and she had pulled a candle from the candlestick on the table behind her. The long slim white stick of wax was plunging in and out of Pam's pussy as the girl's hands clutched it and worked it in and out. A look of total abandonment covered her face and she was looking from one end of her mother to the other, watching the two cocks.
Through the fog of lust that shrouded Ann's body, she felt the first telltale tremors of Carl's body. She pushed back against his cock harder, her mouth sucking deeper and harder at Bobby's cock. Carl moaned and stiffened. His cock slammed into her one last time and then she felt the scalding flood of his cum as it flooded into her pussy.
Ann shivered into another climax and the smaller cock in her mouth jerked and shot the first gusher of hot thick cum from her son's balls. She gulped it down, clutching his ass cheeks, pulling his cock to the hilt, his cum spewing down her throat. Both ends of her body savored the warm thick floods of cum from the cocks. She felt her body quake and her mind melted as she crashed into one final absorbing come.
With a low groan, Bobby pulled his cock from her mouth and fell back onto the floor. Ann licked her lips, catching the drops of his cum that clung there. Carl withdrew his pulsing cock and sat back against a chair, his chest heaving.
Ann collapsed onto the floor, rolling onto her back and letting the waves of pleasure wash over her heaving body. She heard a distant whimper and felt something on her trembling cunt. Forcing her eyes open, she looked down across her belly and saw Pam kneeling between her full thighs, her tongue lapping at the oozing hole of her cunt. Cum smeared her face as she' lapped and sucked the thick fluid from Ann's pussy. Ann moaned as the girl's tongue stroked and caressed her cunt. Her clit throbbed and jerked as Pam's tongue stroked it.
"AAAAHHHHGGGNNNN!" Ann screamed as she lifted her ass, arching her back. Her whole body convulsed as she came. Pam sucked and licked even more greedily. Her small fingers pulled the fleshy lips open and her face sank into the gooey slit.
Wet, slurping noises filled the room as the girl drank from her mother's oozing cunt. Ann was totally lost in the mist of lust. She jerked and bounced, grunting and groaning as she came again and again. Finally, she couldn't stand it any longer. Trembling from head to toe, she pushed the girl's head away and closed her legs.
For long minutes, Ann lay motionless except for the heaving of her chest and an occasional tremble running through her body. Her mind floated on a sea of sensual pleasure. Somewhere in the distance she heard a voice. Her mind slowly regrouped and she realized that the voice was in the room with her. She listened, her eyes still closed until she recognized the voice. It was Carl's and it sounded strained and husky. Her eyes flickered open.
Pam was imitating Ann's performance, with a minor change. The girl was sitting on Bobby's cock, raising and lowering her pussy over it with her thigh muscles. Carl stood in front of her, his large cock head engulfed in her stretched lips.
Ann foiled onto her side and watched. The girl seemed totally involved in her lust and passion. Her slim hips rose and fell rhythmically. Bobby's cock was shiny with the juices from his sister's pussy. Pam could only take a little more than the head of her father's cock but she was making the best of it. Her small hand cupped his hairy balls as her head bobbed and twisted at his crotch.
Ann felt the heat of lust once again rising in her pussy. Her nipples tingled, hardening and swelling. Her clit throb and her slushy cunt pulsed. She licked her lips as she looked from the cock in the girl's frothing cunt to the large cock sliding wet and hard from her small mouth.
Bobby's hips were lifting with each drop of Pam's pussy. The boy's eyes were clamped shut and Jus lips were pulled back across his teeth. His cock and balls and belly were wet with Pam's juices and she was making soft slapping sounds against the boy's belly as she moved feverishly up and down his cock.
Ann looked at the boy's strained face and his mouth and her pussy quivered. She sucked her breath in sharply. Lust roared through her stoned body. With a whimper, she pushed herself to her knees and straddled the boy's face. His eyes opened and he groaned when he saw her oozing cunt descending to his mouth. His hands clutched her thighs and he pulled her down onto his face, his tongue stabbing up into her gooey cunt.
Ann leaned forward slightly, her nipples brushing Pam's back, and she circled the girl's body with her arms. One of her hands found the budding cone of Pam's breast and began roUing the small knob of her nipple between her fingers. The other hand slid down across the girl's flat belly and dipped into her fleshy slit, teasing the girl's tiny love button.
Pam moaned around Carl's cock. Her breath whistled through her flared nostrils. Her head bobbed furiously as she went into a frenzy of sucking at the hard pulsing tool. Her ass was bouncing over the other cock so fast that Ann had a little difficulty keeping her fingers on the girl's clit.
Bobby's tongue was lapping at Ann's clit, rolling and rubbing the tiny cock-like knob. She closed her eyes and ground her wet cunt against his face. Her full fleshy thighs pressed against his cheeks. Her cunt convulsed and clenched as she felt herself drawing to another climax.
Pam was moaning and groaning around her father's cock, her own pussy clutching at the boy's cock inside it as she crashed into another shaking climax. Little squeaks were coming from her throat as if she were begging for the pleasure to stop.
Ann heard the boy grunt and felt the vibration of it in her pussy. He trembled against her thighs and she felt him jerking. She knew that he was spewing his cum into his sister's cunt with each jerk.
"UH! UH! UUUUHHHHGGGNNN!" Carl grunted and groaned.
Ann rested her chin on Pam's shoulder and watched as, just inches away, the girl's cheeks bulged as the first gusher of his cum filled the girl's mouth. Ann moaned as she saw a river of the thick white fluid seep from the corner of the girl's mouth and trickle down her chin. Leaning over further, Ann lapped at the warm cum, scooping it from the girl's face and smacking noisily.
She felt Pam's throat work as the girl swallowed the hot flood. Carl jerked and groaned and filled the small mouth again. With each gusher, Pam swallowed greedily, eagerly awaiting the next. The final glob oozed into her mouth and she held it and turned her head, pressing her open lips to her mother's. Ann hungrily tongued the hot cum from her mouth and then licked the girl's face clean.
Carl stepped back, pulling his glistening cock out of reach of Pam's mouth and dropping onto the sofa. Pam whimpered in disappointment. Ann rolled her quivering pussy off Bobby's face. His mouth was open like a fish out of water as he tried to regain his breath. She kissed his slippery cheek and licked her juices from it and then turned her attention to his crotch.
Pam lifted her cunt from his cock, releasing a flood of thick cum that ran down the sides of his cock and puddled around the base of it. Ann dived at it and lapped the tart, warm juices from his pulsing flesh. She cleaned every drop of it from his crotch and kissed his cock.
Ann settled into the large overstuffed chair and leaned back, letting the warm, full sensation of satisfaction seep through her. She looked slowly around the room at her family and their various positions of repose. She smiled to herself and closed her eyes.
The following morning found a slightly tired but content family. They were all a little sensitive in certain areas from the exertion of the previous night, and a little embarrassed. But there was no hostility.
Ann finally got the kids off to school and Carl off to work and collapsed in a chair in the kitchen. She sipped her second cup of coffee and relaxed. Her body was a little tired and she flexed her legs to combat the fatigue in them.
Her mind replayed the events of the previous night, remembering the intensity of feeling and sensitivity that the pot had brought on. She trembled slightly as she thought of some of the things the four of them had done together. A smile flicked across her lips and a warmth spread through her.
She looked around the kitchen just to make sure that she was still in the same world and not in a dream or trance. Shaking off her reverie, she rose and set her empty cup in the sink and headed for a shower and clothes. She had a busy day ahead of her.
She stopped her shopping and had a quick lunch and then started across town for a final errand. It was in a section of town that was a little run-down. What used to be the main business section had slipped in the passing years as shopping centers had taken business away from it until it housed a few of the older shops and a few newer ones that couldn't find space in the shopping centers or didn't want it.
She parked her car and dropped a coin in the meter. Walking three doors down, she found the small shop and a sign on the door. It was out of business. She swore silently and turned to return to her car. The building next door was occupied. She glanced absentmindedly at the sign. An adult book store.
The front of the store was adorned with signs advertising peep shows and adult books. The windows were painted over, blocking any view of the interior. An urge hit her, and before she could think a second time about it, her hand was pushing the door open.
A man sat behind a glass counter. No one else was visible. The walls were lined with racks of magazines and books. Several racks sat in the center of the floor, filled with books and papers. The man perked up and smiled when he saw her.
"Good morning," he greeted.
"Good morning," she replied. Without further words she turned to the magazines on the wall.
There was row upon row of them, their covers a teasing hint at their contents. Every form of sex and fetish was covered. She found her embarrassment giving way to fascination. Here was a world that she had never realized existed.
She walked slowly down one side, past an open door in the back and up the other side. She found herself studying the covers, attracted by some, repulsed by others. She stopped as she reached the glass counter and looked into it. The shelves held stacks of movie film and various rubber dildoes.
"Something I can help you with?" the man asked.
"Uh, no. I was just curious," she mumbled.
She looked back around the walls, conscious of the man's eyes on her back and ass. The open door in the back caught her eye. Actually, the sign over it did. It announced peep shows for twenty-five cents. Her curiosity was stirred again.
She thought of the four or five quarters in her purse. Inhaling deeply, she walked toward the door, finding a narrow, dark passage on the other side. Numbered doors lined the walls. Opening one, she stepped inside the small booth and latched the door. Her eyes were becoming accustomed to the darkness but not enough for her to see the coins. She had to dig them out by feel.
She inserted a quarter in the machine and a screen behind a glass window lifted up and she saw a cock plunging into a cunt. She caught her breath with surprise. Her eyes studied every detail as the camera backed away from the close up and she saw the woman on her hands and knees on a bed, the man standing behind her, ramming his cock into her.
Ann felt her pussy warm to the scene before her. Her panties were getting damp. Her legs twitched, rubbing her thighs back and forth over the nylon-covered lips of her cunt. Just as she was getting deeply involved in the movie, it suddenly clicked off and the small screen went black. She stood for a second looking at the dark glass.
She started to dig for another quarter, when the soft hum of another projector reached her ears. Someone else was nearby. She paused and listened. She pushed the door open and started to step out when the door directly across from her caught her eye. It was open and in the light from the machine, she saw a young man in a suit and tie, his eyes fixed on the screen. She watched him for a moment or two. His hand rubbed at his crotch. He seemed unconscious of everything except the film he was viewing. The light went off and she saw his outline as he hurriedly inserted another coin. The light flicked on and the hum started again.
As she watched, Ann felt a surge of desire and heat. She licked her lips and tried to conjure up a picture of the man's cock. His hand was rubbing at the front of his pants. She could feel the warm wetness of her panties against the insides of her thighs. The fires of lust were slowly building. Suddenly, he glanced up and saw her. A look of surprise and embarrassment swept over his face.
Ann smiled at him and stepped across the narrow hall. Putting her finger to her lips to silence him, she stepped inside the booth and latched the door. She glanced at the screen and saw a woman pulling a man's cock from his pants and kissing it. Without hesitating, Ann dropped to her knees and reached for the young man's zipper. The man gulped loudly in disbelief and stood motionless. Ann's trembling fingers tugged the zipper down and reached inside the opening.
His hot hard cock filled her hand and she pulled it out. The dark blunt head glistened in the light from the screen. Holding it with both hands, Ann leaned forward and kissed the satiny flesh, letting the faint man smell fill her nostrils.
She heard his breath whistle through his teeth as her lips touched his cock. She smiled to herself and let one hand drop away from his cock. She pushed her skirt up and slid her free hand up between the hot, dripping lips of her pussy.
Her tongue snaked out and licked his pulsing cock. His hips jerked and he moaned. She glanced up at his face and saw him looking from her face to the screen and back. Opening her lips in a large "O", she let her hot breath play over his sensitive flesh. Her pointed tongue flicked out and teased his cock head, caressing the sensitive underside.
Unable to hold back any longer, she plunged her mouth down around the throbbing head and closed her lips on it. Her tongue circled the head, her mouth sucking and squeezing the dark flesh. He moaned and his fingers found her head, tangling in her hair. She paused and then sucked the length of his cock into her mouth, the head pressing against her throat, her nose against the cold metal of his zipper.
Her fingers stroked and rubbed at her pussy, working her oozing juices into a froth. Her clit tingled with excitement as she sucked on the cock that she had never seen before and probably wouldn't see again. She felt the build-up of tension and heat that signaled her impending climax.
Ann felt his legs tremble and heard him moan softly. His cock pulsed inside her wet mouth as she pushed her mouth back and forth over it. Her pussy throbbed and she hummed around his cock as the first waves of her climax shook her. She sucked and licked with a determined urgency, hungry for his spewing cum.
His fingers jerked at her head as he began fucking her mouth. His hips worked faster and harder as he drove his straining cock into her mouth. Ann felt it swell slightly and heard him grunt. She automatically opened her throat and stroked the base of his cock with her hand, urging him to come.
His cock jerked and hot thick cum bubbled into her throat. She gulped it down quickly, savoring the slightly different taste and anxiously awaiting the next gusher. A second later the next spurt filled her mouth. Her cunt convulsed and she came, her juices drenching her fingers.
She sucked the final gushers of cum from him and felt him lean back against the back of the booth. She held his trembling cock in her mouth gently, savoring the final drops, and then she let it slide out slowly. She licked her lips as she put his shrinking cock back in his pants.
Rising slowly, she leaned over and kissed his slack lips and smiled at him. Without a word, she turned and unlatched the door and stepped out. She closed it behind her and paused to straighten her clothes and hair.
The light in the main part of the store almost blinded her at first. She walked to the front and paused at the counter. She looked over the selection of dildoes for a moment. A large one with straps and even a pair of rubber balls caught her eye.
"May I see that one?" she asked. "Yes ma'm," the guy replied, almost falling off his stool.
He opened the back of the case and handed the rubber cock to Ann. She held it a moment, looking it over. There was a hole in the head and the balls seemed hollow. It only took her a few seconds to understand why.
"I'll take it," she said, pulling her wallet from her purse and handing him a bill.
"Is there anything else?" he asked, ringing up the sale.
"No, that's all."
Ann felt wicked, walking down the street with the sack under her arm. She found herself looking at the men's crotches that she met on the sidewalk. The taste of the stranger's cum still lingered in her mouth and she licked her lips as she unlocked her car.
CHAPTER NINE
Ann had hidden her new toy away, waiting for the right time to arrive before putting it to use. The following weekend the opportunity arose. Carl was out of town on business and Bobby had gone camping with friends for the weekend. That left Ann and Pam alone in the house for two days and nights.
They snacked for dinner and then lounged around the living room watching TV for a couple of hours. Pam had stripped down to her panties and sat in a chair, her attention held by the television. Ann was still dressed and couldn't keep her mind on the program. Her eyes kept straying to Pam's nearly naked body.
Her body seemed to be developing before Ann's very eyes. Pam's breasts were definitely larger than they had been a couple of weeks before. The light-brown areolas still made up nearly half of the cones of her budding tits. Each had an erect little knob in the center that made Ann's mouth water.
The woman sat scanning her daughter's body, her lust simmering deep in her mind and body. Her pussy was damp with desire and her own nipples tingled. She was jerked back to consciousness by the front doorbell. Pam's head jerked around to her mother, an inquisitive expression creasing her brow.
"Who's that?" the girl asked, swinging her feet to the floor and gathering up her clothes.
"I haven't the slightest idea," Ann replied.
Pam scampered out of the room and Ann crossed the room to the door. Pulling the curtain back from the small window, she peered out. Rose stood on the other side, smiling back at her. Ann unlocked the door and opened it.
"Hi, Rose. I couldn't imagine who was ringing the bell."
"Hello, Ann. I hope I'm not disturbing you," the woman apologized.
"No. Not at all. As I told you in the market, yesterday, Carl is out of town and. Bobby is off camping with some of his friends. Have a seat and Pll fix us a drink," Ann replied, motioning to the sofa.
"Hi, Rose," Pam said, re-entering the room, her robe wrapped around her.
"Hi, Pam," the woman replied. She seemed a little disappointed to see the girl.
Ann returned, carrying a bottle of wine and three glasses. She set the tray down and filled the glasses, distributing them as she did.
"I thought wine would be better and Pam could join us." She looked at Rose suggestively.
Rose smiled to hide her confusion. Her mind floundered as she tried to decipher the meaning of Ann's statement It seemed as if she were suggesting that the girl could join something more than their drinking.
"Mmmm, that is good wine," Rose said.
"Mmm-hmm, it is, Mom," Pam agreed.
"Thank you, ladies," she replied.
Ann had dropped into the chair facing the sofa and she let her legs remain open, giving Rose and Pam both an excellent view under the hem of her skirt. Pam's eyes looked heavy-lidded at her mother's full thighs and the white band of nylon that dipped down between them, covering her pussy.
Rose was trying to be more secretive, catching quick glances at Ann's crotch. She was a little nervous, knowing that the girl could see as much as she could. She glanced at Pam and when the girl looked up at her, Rose smiled and averted her eyes.
"When will Harry be back?" Ann broke the silence.
"Uh, in a few days," Rose replied, slightly startled. Her thoughts had been occupied elsewhere and Ann's voice had jarred her back to reality.
"You'll be glad to see him, I'm sure." Ann slid down in the chair, her skirt sliding up her thighs.
"Very glad!" Rose replied a little too loudly.
Rose was having difficulty keeping her eyes off Ann's crotch and her own pussy had begun itching and was getting damp. She shifted and glanced at Pam. The girl's robe had fallen casually open and she saw a strip of bare skin down the front of her young body. White panties covered her adolescent pussy but Rose could see the vague shadow of the slit between the pouting lips. She looked quickly to Pam's eyes and the girl was looking at her body and licking her lips sensuously.
"Oh, Rose! I've got something to show you!" Ann exclaimed. "Come back to the bedroom with me.
Ann rose and the other woman followed her, relieved to have the change of atmosphere. She stopped inside the door and watched Ann as she bent over a drawer in the chest, digging to the bottom. Her skirt was stretched tight across her ass, accenting her full ass cheeks. Rose felt a flush of heat rush through her body as she thought of the woman's hairy slit that lay beneath the cloth.
"Here it is!" Ann straightened up and turned around, the dildo in her hand.
Rose's mouth dropped open and she stared at the huge rubber cock. Her pussy twitched and oozed at the sight of the familiar, sexy shape.
"Good God! What are you going to do with that?" she gasped.
Ann smiled and gazed back at the woman. Her pointed tongue flicked across her full red lips and she lowered the dildo slowly until it rested against her skirted crotch, the blunt head pointing at Rose lewdly.
"Fuck you with it," she replied in a throaty whisper.
Rose's nostrils flared and she sucked her breath in sharply. Her pussy was on fire and her nipples tingled. She stared at the artificial cock as if hypnotized.
"Doesn't that sound good?" Ann asked softly, stepping closer to Rose.
Rose nodded and her hand lifted to the rubber cock, caressing it timidly. She thought of the packed-full feeling that it would give her cunt and she shivered in anticipation. Her face darkened, suddenly.
"What about Pam?" Rose asked quickly.
"Oh, I'm going to help," the girl's voice came from behind Rose. She jerked her head around to find the girl standing in the door, her robe gone, her small body naked except for her sheer panties.
Rose looked back to Ann. The woman smiled at her and tossed the dildo on the bed. With one step she was pressing her body against Rose's. Her arms circled her waist and her mouth closed over the startled woman's.
The soft warm lips yielded to Ann's tender assault and she thrust her tongue into the woman's mouth, tasting the delicious flavor of it. Her hands stroked Rose's back, sliding from shoulders to the small firm ass. She pressed her thigh between Rose's legs and pushed it up against her pussy. Ann could feel the heat through the several layers of cloth that separated her thigh from the woman's cunt.
Ann opened her eyes and saw Pam pressed against Rose's back, her small hands pressing into Rose's breasts. Rose was trembling and moaning, her body unable to remain still.
Pam's warm smooth belly had captured Ann's hands. Ann pulled them free and reached around Pam, cupping the girl's small ass and pulling the girl tight against Rose, which pulled Rose's pussy even tighter against Ann's thigh.
As if on signal, the three broke their mutual embrace and stood for a second panting and staring at each other with lust-glazed eyes.
"Stand still," Ann said in a husky whisper.
Her hands scurried down the front of Rose's blouse, releasing buttons. Pam pulled the garment from the waistband of Rose's pants and slid it off her arms. Ann pushed and guided the woman to the bed and sat her down, dropping to her knees at her feet. Her wet mouth kissed and licked Rose's shoulders and the small hills of her breasts at the edge of her bra.
Pam sat on the bed beside the woman and worked her small hot mouth over Rose's shoulder and down her back, pausing to lick her shoulder blades and backbone. Her small fingers worked the clasp of the bra and it fell away and disappeared. The girl heard Rose gasp and knew that her mother's mouth had found one of the woman's nipples. Pam left a wet trail as she worked around Rose's side and up to the free nipple.
Ann sucked and licked at the pert brown button, humming around it as she saw Pam's mouth close around the other. Her hands found the fastener of Rose's slacks and she released it, pushing the woman back into the bed. Rose lifted her hips as Ann and Pam slid her slacks over her slim hips and off. A pair of red lace panties were all that adorned her body. The two hot wet mouths returned to her nipples and sucked wetly at them.
Ann let her hand glide down over the flat plane of Rose's belly and across the narrow band of lace that covered her crotch. Her fingers dipped between the slim thighs and found the nylon crotch slippery and hot. Her finger pressed it into the slit and rubbed gently. Rose moaned and arched her back. Pam's slim fingers joined Ann's on the woman's pussy, pushing under the lace panties instead of remaining on the outside.
The tongues lashing her tender nipples wetly and the fingers probing her drippy cunt were driving Rose into a blind lusting frenzy. She jerked and bounced under the caresses of the mother and daughter, her hands clutching at heads and tangling in hair. She groaned and arched her back, her legs splayed open in abandonment. Her body began to tremble in rhythmic waves as her first climax crashed through her straining body.
"AAAAHHHHHHBBBNNNN!" she moaned as she surrendered to the racking waves of pleasure.
Two mouths popped wetly from her nipples and Ann and Pam smiled at each other. Ann stripped Rose's panties off and held them up for a moment, looking at the damp crotch. Her tongue snaked out and she licked the slippery cloth, savoring the tasty pussy juices that clung to it. She handed them to Pam and the girl sniffed them and then licked the damp nylon.
Ann was on her feet and had stripped off her clothing in a matter of seconds. Dew glistened on the dark bushy hair of her pussy. Pam looked at it and licked her lips. Her own little pussy had soaked her panties. She lifted her hips and stripped them off without leaving the bed.
Ann looked down at the two female bodies, one taller and a little more mature than the other, and she felt her pussy twitching in expectation. She lifted the dildo and fastened the straps around her waist and between her thighs. The rubber cock stood out obscenely from her crotch, the fake balls all but covering her bushy cunt hair.
She stepped into the bath and filled the balls with warm water, letting it run over the cock, warming it. When she returned to the bedroom, Pam had pulled ROse's hand to her wet little pussy and the woman was slowly stroking the girl's cunt.
"Now for your fucking," Ann rasped.
Rose opened her eyes and gaped at the huge artificial cock. Her legs opened a little wider and she bent her knees. Her hand left Pam's pussy and she reached for Ann hungrily.
Ann dropped onto the bed between Rose's legs and lowered her body onto Rose's. Her large breasts covered Rose's smaller ones. Her belly pressed against the woman's, and the dildo pushed against the slippery lips of her cunt. Guiding the rubber cock with one hand, supporting her weight with the other, Ann pushed with her hips. As the dildo slid slowly into Rose it pressed at Ann's clit, sending small waves of pleasure through her.
"Ooooooh, feels so good!" Rose gasped as it slid deeper into her clutching cunt. Her hands reached around Ann, tugging at her ass to pull the tool deeper into her cunt.
"What about me?" Pam moaned. Her little pussy was on fire just watching the two women.
"Come sit on ... my face," Rose gurgled, her hands tugging at the girl.
Pam scrambled over the woman's face and lowered her drooling, fuzz-covered cunt to the waiting mouth. Full, soft red lips cupped around her small hole, a pointed tongue stabbing into it. The girl tangled her fingers in the woman's hair and ground her hungry little pussy against her sucking mouth.
Ann pushed the rubber cock to the hilt in Rose's pussy and paused a moment, watching her daughter's ass sliding back and forth over Rose's face, making it shiny with pussy juice. She pulled her ass back, drawing the dildo almost out of the woman's cunt. Rose's feet locked behind Ann's ass and pulled at her, urging her to plunge it back into her cunt Ann hesitated until she felt the urgency in Rose's motions, and then she rammed the dildo hard and fast into her, their bellies slapping together.
Rose grunted and lifted her ass, trying to get another fraction of an inch of it inside her. She sucked greedily at Pam's pussy, stirring the girl's tiny love button with her tongue. Her mouth caught the girl's oozing juices, sucking them down her throat.
Ann's ass pistoned back and forth, slowly gaining speed. Rose was in a frenzy. Her ass bounced and her pussy clutched at the dildo. Her pussy dripped slippery dew, wetting the rubber to a glistening state, the two making soft wet noises each time Ann buried it in her.
"OH, FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" Rose moaned, her voice muffled by Pam's pussy.
Ann was feeling her own lust rising to a fever pitch, the base of the dildo rubbing her clit and the feeling of driving a cock into a pussy making her cunt throb and convulse. She slammed the rubber cock harder and deeper into Rose. She dropped her head and found the woman's rigid nipple and sucked it into her mouth. Her tongue twirled it as her hips pistoned the dildo in and out of Rose's pussy.
"UH! UH! UUUUUHHHHH!" Pam gurgled. Her hips stopped grinding suddenly and she shuddered.
Rose lapped at the girl's pulsing cunt, her tongue switching from the quivering hole to trembling clit. Pam jerked and bucked over the woman's mouth as she gave vent to the waves of pleasure that coursed through her young body.
Rose was lapping furiously at Pam's cunt, her hips lifting to meet Ann's every thrust. She began to whimper into the drooling slit as her climax rose deep inside her and the dam of pleasure broke. She arched her back high, her body stiffening and muscles hardening. Her thighs trembled and she moaned long and shrilly into Pam's pussy.
Ann felt her own climax roaring to a peak. The shuddering woman's body under her pusher her over the edge. She rammed the rubber cock as deep as she could into Rose's cunt. Her body paused and then a ripple of convulsions ran from her legs to her neck. Her teeth clamped around Rose's nipple.
"MMMMMMMMMM!" Ann moaned around the hard little knob.
Her pussy was vibrating in the throes of climax.
In the back of her mind she remembered the warm water in the artificial balls. Her hand clawed between her body and Rose's and she squeezed them. A rush of warm water splashed deep inside Rose's pussy. The woman cried out when she felt the warm liquid and her body jerked as she plunged into another racking climax.
The three females collapsed into the panting heap, skin damp with the perspiration of passion. Pam rolled slowly off Rose's face, leaving it shiny with her juices. Ann lowered her panting mouth and licked the warm sweet dew from Rose's lips, chin and cheeks.
* * *
The sun shone brightly the following morning when Rose finally dragged her weary body back home. Her pussy was warm, wet and well satisfied. Ann watched her through the window and smiled. As Rose entered her house, Ann turned and strolled down the hall and crawled back in bed, cuddling up to Pam's naked, sleeping body.
CHAPTER TEN
Late Sunday afternoon, Ann entered her bedroom and found Pam sitting on the bed, holding the dildo and caressing it.
"Daydreaming?" Ann teased, dropping down beside the girl's small bare body.
"Um-hm," Pam answered, lifting the rubber cock to her lips and licking it seductively.
"Practicing is probably a better word."
Ann watched the teenage girl licking and caressing the artificial cock like a seasoned veteran. Her pussy began to itch. She had used it on Rose and on Pam but she hadn't felt it inside her. Her hand slid slowly down Pam's back.
"How would you like to fuck me with that?" she asked quietly.
"Ooooo, yes!" Pam hissed, jerking her head around to look at her mother. "Stand up and let's strap it on." Pam obeyed quickly, her face displaying her eagerness. Ann attached the hip straps and fondled the girl's soft pussy as she fit the strap between her slim thighs. The huge pink dildo looked even more obscene standing out from Pam's small body.
Ann stood and stripped off her robe. Her pussy was on fire to feel the big shaft stretching its soft hot walls.
"Lie down on your back and let's do it my way first," she instructed Pam.
The girl lowered herself onto the bed and stared up at her mother, the rubber cock sticking out from her crotch, tall and thick. Ann looked down at it and licked her lips in anticipation. She crawled astride Pam's hips, her fingers grasping the firm shaft and guiding the blunt head to her already dripping pussy. She sighed as she lowered her cunt over it and felt the firm tool fill and stretch her pulsing hole.
Ann's hips dropped slowly, the dildo sinking into her pussy to the hilt as her full round ass came to rest on Pam's thighs. She smiled down at the girl, her eyes glazed with passion. She lifted Pam's hands and pressed them to her large feverish nipples. The girl squeezed and massaged the mounds, her fingers tweaking the brown knobs.
Ann moaned and lifted her ass slowly, the dildo pulling out of her cunt with a soft sucking sound. Suddenly, she dropped her ass, impaling herself on the rigid rubber rod. She sighed and repeated the motion. Faster and faster she moved, her ass working first up and down and then back and forth.
Pam watched both fascinated and turned on. The movements of her mother's ass moved the base of the dildo against the girl's mound, sending flashing waves of pleasure through her clit. She began lifting her hips, thrusting upward with each drop of Ann's ass.
"OH, SOOOOO GOOD! SO FUCKING GOOD!" Ann moaned. Her head was thrown back, her eyes closed and her mouth drooping open.
Pam saw a movement behind her mother and twisted her head to one side. Her father stood in the door. Before she could say anything, he put his finger to his lips. She nodded and bit her hp. She watched him quickly drip off his clothes. His huge cock stabbed into view and the girl felt her pussy twitch at the sight of the real flesh-and-blood cock.
Ann was in a frenzy, her cunt convulsing and squeezing at the dildo, unaware of Carl's presence.
She moved with an obsession as she crashed into a racking climax. Her body shuddered and she froze. Her cunt clenched around the rubber shaft.
As the throes of pleasure subsided, Ann began to move again, hungry for another climax. Her pussy, the dildo and Pam's thighs were wet with her pussy juices.
She leaned over to suck Pam's nipples. Her mouth closed around the small cone and her tongue flicked the rosy button. Pam moaned and arched her back. Ann gurgled and licked faster. Suddenly, something pressed against Ann's asshole. She stiffened at the surprise. It pushed insistently, prying the ring of muscle open and sending shock waves through the woman.
Ann tore her mouth from the nipple and turned her head. She saw Carl's naked body and mischievous smile, just as the head of his enormous cock slipped into her ass. An open-mouthed expression of shock covered her face. Shock from seeing him and shock from the slowly progressing cock in her asshole.
"OH, GOD, NO, CARL!" she rasped. "OH! OH!"
He ignored her cries and pressed diligently onward. His cock sank deeper and deeper into her ass. His face was a mask of passion and concentration.
Ann tried to move forward but his hands held her. His cock stretched and pushed at the tight walls of her asshole, filling it, pain running through her. She could feel the dildo still filling her pussy and now his cock was slowly filling her asshole. She struggled and bucked but it was futile.
"CARL! GOD IT HURTS! STOP! PLEASE!" she begged, but he didn't hear her.
Suddenly, Ann realized that the pain was subsiding, and in its place, she was feeling a strange, almost perverse pleasure. Both of her holes were full of cock, even though one of them was fake. For the first time in her life she felt almost totally full of cock. She moaned and pushed back against Carl's throbbing cock. Her asshole clenched around it, squeezing and milking.
Carl groaned at the tightening sensations that spasmed around his rock-hard cock. He pulled at Ann's hips, trying to get his cock a little deeper into her. Then he pulled back, his cock sliding out of her puckered hole, tugging at its walls as it came.
Ann moaned in intense pleasure. His cock felt as if it were turning her wrong-side out. She could feel his cock rubbing the rubber cock in her pussy, through the thin wall of flesh that separated the two holes.
"OH, GOD, FUCK IT, CARL!" she urged as she felt his cock stop withdrawing.
Carl slammed his cock in to the hilt and suddenly Ann was coming. Her body strained and bucked as she thrashed in her pleasure. Carl's relentless cock, slamming in and out of her moving ass, continued to stroke.
AAAAGCKKJGNNNNNNNNN! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" the woman wailed as she lost her last inhibitions.
Pam was jerking and bouncing under her mother, trying to keep pace with the woman. She pistoned the dildo in and out of Ann's convulsing pussy, her own pussy on the brink of gushing her own juices. The pressure of the dildo base on her clit and the sights and sounds were driving the girl deeper and deeper into her lust. She jerked and bounced under her thrashing mother as the first wave of coming swept over her.
Ann was lost in the animal lust of her body. The two shafts in her were driving her from one climax to another. She thought that she had reached the peak of lust.
"Hope I'm not too late for the party." Bobby's voice fell upon the fucking trio's ears.
"NO, BABY, YOU'RE NOT LATE!" Ann gasped. "GIVE ME YOUR COCK!"
The boy crawled onto the bed, still dressed, unzipping his jeans as he came. His cock flipped out of the opening and her fingers closed around it.
"OH, YES!" she rasped, pulling the dark head toward her mouth.
Her son's cock slipped between her lips and slid in one motion to the hilt until his balls rested against her chin. Ann moaned. All of her holes were full. She sucked at his throbbing shaft, her tongue flicking and lashing the hot silky flesh, her ass moving her whole body as Carl slammed his cock harder and harder into it.
Pam looked up and watched Bobby's cock sliding in and out of her mother's mouth. She whimpered with envy. Pushing herself up on her elbows and tilting her head back, her face came up between his legs and her tongue licked at his balls. The boy trembled as a flood of sensation swept over him. The two mouths on his crotch were driving him closer and closer to coming. Pam opened her mouth and his balls swung into the hot wet opening. She let her lips close gently around them and she sucked softly. Bobby shivered and groaned. His fingers tangled in Ann's hair, trying to guide her mouth. His hips worked back and forth, almost in rhythm with his father's.
Ann was totally oblivious to everything else in the world except the shaft in her cunt, the shaft in her ass and the one in her mouth. She flexed and pushed and sucked, her climaxes shooting through her in machine-gun fashion.
Carl groaned low and rammed his cock into her clutching asshole. His belly slapped her ass cheeks and his balls bounced off the dildo. His ass clenched and he threw his head back, gritting his teeth. His body jerked and flexed.
Ann felt the first gusher of Carl's scalding cum burst deep in her asshole. She gurgled around Bobby's cock and plunged her head forward, engulfing his smaller cock. The boy jerked and stiffened. Pam felt his balls draw up and pulse in her mouth. She squeezed them with her tongue.
Bobby's cum spewed from the head of his cock, washing the back of Ann's throat. She gulped it down, hungrily awaiting the next gusher.
Pam suckled her brother's balls gently, feeling each, contraction as he shot his cum into Ann's mouth. Her own pussy convulsed and her climax crashed down on her like a tidal wave. She slammed the dildo into her mother's pussy, grinding her mound against the older woman's.
Ann was lost in the delicious, fantasy world of multiple orgasms. Her body was in an almost continuous state of coming. She thrashed and jerked, her asshole and pussy and mouth spasming around the three shafts. Her clit swelled and vibrated as she was absorbed by long minutes of racking pleasure.
Carl slowly pulled his cock from her pulsing asshole and dropped onto the bed, panting. Bobby followed suit with a low groan, his cock slipping from Ann's mouth with a pop. Ann rolled off Pam, the dildo sliding out of her cunt. She dropped onto her back and, though she was aware of a sudden feeling of emptiness, she still floated on a sea of ecstasy.
Pam finally broke the long silence. "Hey, I didn't get fucked!"
"Don't worry! Your turn is coming!" Ann replied, a dreamy smile on her face.
Ann reached to the girl's body and unfastened the dildo and pulled it around her own body. Pam watched, breathless from coming and from anticipation.
With renewed energy, Ann pulled the girl astride her hips and watched her lower her young cunt over the rubber cock. She turned and smiled to her husband. Carl and Bobby moved to the two females and started licking their bodies.
