It has been said that nearly every community contains a cross section of Americans within its confines, thereby maintaining an image unique in this country today. Every town has its doctors and lawyers, its coaches and teachers, and its clerks and carpenters, and each individual has in turn been touched to some extent by emotions common to all men--greed, lust, envy, and distress.
SUCKING FAMILY is a story of everyday, responsible people whose lives are wrought with common frailties; people who seek pleasure, profit, expediency; people not unlike those who may live in your town or your neighborhood. Respectable citizens--yes, but not without the foibles and weaknesses seen every day in nearly every city.
SUCKING FAMILY provides a unique insight into those emotions with which we all must live, a look at America at the grassroots level.
-The Publisher
CHAPTER ONE
Lauren Johnson climbed the stairs to her bedroom. She was a tall woman, almost five feet eight, with full hips and a full ass, round tits and a small waist.
As usual when she went upstairs after seeing her family off she thought about how lucky she was. She gazed at herself in the mirror and thought about her husband, Paul, and the children.
Paul and she had both been divorced when they met. Paul had custody of his sons, Clay and Barry. She had two daughters, Debby and Amy.
When they decided to get married, they knew it wouldn't be easy combining two families. Now, after a year, it had worked out better than either of them dreamed. She had come to love Paul's boys and Paul was crazy about her girls. The children argued occasionally, but for the most part got along quite well.
Yes, life was good and Lauren knew she was lucky. And if there were moments when Paul's fucking bored her just a little, it was a small price to pay for security and love.
And she did love him. She confided in him about everything, except the one thing she never told anyone.
For years she had had a weakness for teen-aged boys. When her girls were small she had a number of affairs with teenagers. When the girls were old enough to wonder why boys only a few years their senior were staying over Lauren began concentrating on men her own age. That was when she met Paul.
When she married Paul, she vowed not to think of his sons in a sexual way, and for a while she succeeded. But it was becoming increasingly difficult. Even as she surveyed her naked body in the mirror she acknowledged to herself that she was attracted to her stepson, Clay.
Wanting him isn't the same as acting on it, she thought. I'll masturbate, that's what I'll do. I'll satisfy myself so I don't have time to think about Clay.
Almost every morning when Paul left for work and the children for school she spent a quiet hour jerking off. She thought of it as her time, a time when she could satisfy her body and fantasize.
It was nice to have the house to herself. She ran down the hall to the bathroom naked. How nice to have a big house. Paul was such a good husband. She had so much to be grateful for.
When she was through peeing, she returned to the bedroom. She was a highly sexed woman and always had been. Even if she had sex every night she felt horny the next morning. It wasn't Paul's fault that he couldn't satisfy her. No man could.
At times like this she found it impossible to keep her hands off herself. Still gazing at herself in the mirror, she toyed with her tits and touched her pussy.
She sometimes wondered if her girls were virgins. A mother couldn't tell nowadays. Debby was a flirt, but Amy was a little shy. Even so, if a girl has an itch between her legs she usually manages to take care of it, shy or not.
Now the horny brunette spread her legs and glanced down at her bush. She always enjoyed looking at her body. It was a good body. Not pencil slim like some, but solid and womanly.
Her heart beat faster when she pictured Clay and how cute his ass looked in his skin-tight jeans. Her pussy flowed with juice. She was primed, so she moved to the bed and lay down without bothering to close the door.
This was her time and no would disturb her. Besides, it was easier to fantasize if she didn't feel locked in.
In one of her fantasies Clay watched her jerk off. He watched for a while and then finally burst in and took her by force.
By force! The thought of being raped by her stepson made her pussy throb. She wondered if other women had an affinity for teenage boys. She couldn't be the only one, could she?
Now she thrust a finger into her cunt and squeezed her tits. She gazed down at her finger, wet with her juices, and on an impulse sucked it into her mouth.
"Oh wow," she said out loud as she thrust a second finger into her twat. Closing her eyes, she became totally engrossed in masturbating.
If she had been alert she would have heard her stepson Clay enter the house and seen him gazing into her room.
The boy had come home to get the homework that he had forgotten earlier that morning. Now he stared at the amazing sight of his stepmother jerking off.
He couldn't believe his eyes. He blinked several times and stood glued to the spot. Her fingers were moving in and out of her cunt. Her tits quivered and shook. Man, what a bush she's got, he thought. Too bad her hand hid her pussy-folds.
As the oldest son, Clay prided himself on being a stud with the girls, a sophisticate. In truth his experience was limited to a few girls his own age.
Living in the same house with two teenage girls had taken some adjustment, but he liked Debby and Amy. Man, the way Debby ran around half-naked could drive a guy crazy. She was a fucking tease, practically throwing herself at him.
In the year they'd all been together he'd never taken advantage of either girl. His father had cautioned him to look upon them as sisters and in a way they were. Still, as Clay stared at his stepmother all he saw was a horny, sexy woman, not a mother.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Lauren moaned, opening her legs wider and giving Clay a good look at her snatch.
Clay felt his cock growing hard. He forgot his homework and his need to return to school. He stood in the hallway and stared at the writhing woman on the bed and he wanted her.
Who could blame me if I ran in there and jumped her? he thought. Would she yell rape and tell Paul? Jesus, how much can a guy take?
Lauren was fantasizing about Clay. She fingered her cunt and pretended it was his cock drilling into her, his balls slapping her ass.
"Fuck me! Fuck me!" she gasped.
Clay took his cock out and began stroking it. Damn, look at that pussy, he thought, perspiration running down his face.
At one point Lauren rolled onto her belly and shoved a pillow between her legs. As she gyrated her ass, Clay watched, mesmerized. She's wild, he thought. God, she's a wild woman. Lucky Dad. Man, she must really fuck his brains out.
He thought she was coming when she rolled onto her back and squeezed her thighs around the pillow. Her pretty face was contorted. Her long hair flew wildly over her shoulders.
Clay's breathing was shallow. They were so damn pretty, all three of them. And Lauren was even prettier than her daughters. Hell, she wasn't so old. He grabbed his prick and jerked it wildly as his stepmother climaxed.
Lauren arched her back and opened her eyes. A strange sound caught her attention and she sat up and saw Clay pumping his cock furiously.
She rubbed her eyes. It had to be a dream. It couldn't be real. It was her fantasy, but fantasies don't happen. Do they?
She didn't know what to do. It was obvious he didn't know she had seen him. He was swinging his arm back and forth, his eyes closed and a look of tension on his face.
She wondered how long he'd been watching her. Long enough to get excited. She couldn't restrain herself. When she jumped off the bed and ran to the door, it was almost as if she had no choice. Some overpowering need took over and led her.
"Stop that!" she gasped.
"Oh, God!" the boy hissed.
She stared down at his prick. Her breath caught in her throat. "Don't waste it. For God's sake, don't waste it."
Clay could only stare at her. Then he turned to run, but she grabbed his arm. "Let me go," he said, his shame overpowering his excitement.
"Why did you come home?" she said, holding tight to his arm.
He averted his eyes to avoid staring at her naked body. "I forgot my homework."
"Were you out here a long time?" she brushed her tit against his arm.
"Ten minutes or so. I lost track."
"I'll bet you did." She glanced down at his cock. It had shriveled slightly, but still stood up, pointing at the ceiling. "I meant what I said about not wasting it." She guided him into the room and kicked the door closed.
He didn't reply. He stared at the floor, his face flushed. He seemed unaware that his cock was out, but Lauren couldn't take her eyes off it. Teenage meat! How delicious it looked!
"Come here," she said, reaching for a robe. "I don't mind that you were watching me. In fact it's rather exciting. And no one need know. It'll be our secret." She had begun stroking his prick.
The boy stood motionless, his eyes still on the floor. "You mean you're not mad?"
"No, I'm not mad."
Suddenly he became aware of her hand. "Jesus, you're jerking me off!"
His prick grew under her touch. She wrapped her fingers around its thickness and felt it swell.
"You don't mind, do you? It's so tempting. I'll just hold it a while."
He cleared his throat. "Did you mean what you said about not wasting it?"
"What do you think?"
"I don't know," he croaked.
Suddenly she wanted to confide her secret to the teenager. "I have a confession to make," she said.
He raised his eyebrows, ignoring her words. "Why'd you put that on?" He motioned toward her robe.
"I'll take it off," she said, untying her robe and throwing it off. "Come here to me and I'll tell you my secret." When he sat down on the bed next to her, she whispered in his ear. "I like to fuck boys your age."
He looked confused. "You mean before you married my dad, huh?"
She nodded, curling her fingers around his dick and squeezing it. "I haven't cheated on your father once, but now that you're here I can't help myself."
"Me either."
After a moment they threw their arms around each other. The boy was shaking as she climbed over him and pushed her tits into his chest.
"Touch me here," she said, moving his hands to her ass.
"Jesus, Mom, I can't believe you're really letting me do this."
"Kiss me. For God's sake, kiss me!"
He kissed her and after that there was no turning back. He grabbed her tits and hefted them in his hands. He wanted to suck them. If only he could suck them.
"Suck them," Lauren said, shoving her tits into his face.
Clay had second thoughts. He drew away. "I can't."
She followed him as he rose up. "Where are you going?"
"This is all wrong." His eyes were tortured. "I better get back to school."
Lauren was frantic. "You can't leave me now. Not like this. I need you, Clay. I need you."
With a groan, the boy lowered his head and filled his mouth with one of her tits. She cradled him against her chest and led him back to the bed.
"We don't have to, uh, go all the way," she said. "We can just play with each other. Make each other feel good."
"You mean masturbate each other?"
"Yes, we could do that."
"Will you jerk me off?"
"Do you want me to?" As they spoke she undressed him.
"Sure."
"Or, I could suck it."
His eyes widened. "Suck it? You mean you'd suck it?" He gulped.
"That's what women do to men. Hasn't anyone ever blown you?"
"Oh, that, sure," he lied.
"You're lying to me, aren't you? No one's ever sucked your cock. Tell me the truth. It turns me on to be the first."
He lowered his eyes and nodded. "But I'm no virgin."
"Girls your age are so silly," she said, burying her face against his chest. "They don't know how wonderful it is to truly make love to a man."
"I'd sure like to try it."
"I'm going to take your cock in my mouth, Clay. I'll pretend you're not my stepson." She giggled nervously. "Then it won't seem so sinful."
The boy's cock twitched as she squeezed it. She ran her fingers up and down his shaft before lowering her face and rubbing her cheek against his cockbush.
He lay back on the bed and sighed. "My dad'll kill me if he ever finds out we did this."
"He'll kill me too, so we both have an investment in keeping quiet."
"Jesus, you're sure built."
"So are you, darling. So are you."
She kissed the tip of his prick lightly. His knees fell open and he groaned. He gazed down at her when she opened her jaws and took his cockhead into her mouth.
"Jesus Christ!" he wheezed.
"So good," she whispered, one hand fondling his balls.
"Oh, shit, you're taking it in so deep!"
"Do you like it?"
"Oh, fuck, are you kidding?"
"I'm trying to go slow so you won't come too soon."
"Can I come in your mouth?"
"I don't know. I haven't decided yet. But make it last. Don't let it out yet."
"I wanna fuck you," he blurted out.
She clamped her lips around his cockhead and held it there without moving. Sucking was one thing, but fucking was really serious. She wanted to. Wanted it badly. But did she dare?
Without a word, she made her decision. She had to have him. Dazed with lust, she climbed over him, her cunt poised over his cock. "I'll do it," she said, bending down and kissing him on the lips.
He squirmed around beneath her. Her cunt was touching his prick, yet she continued frenching him. He thrust his tongue into her mouth. She sucked it hard, almost swallowing it.
"I want it too," she murmured, rubbing up against him.
"I'll never tell," the teenager said.
"It'll be our secret." His cock was secured inside her cuntlips.
"Oh, shit, I can't believe it!"
"Believe it." She frenched him hotly. "Believe it because it's happening."
The horny stepmother was ecstatic. After such a long time she was finally going to fuck a teenager again.
Maybe I'm a pervert, she thought, feeling his prick part the hairy lips of her pussy. But if I am, how come it feels so good?
She pushed his cock inside her snatch and held it there without moving. Clay let his breath out. The horny stepmother kissed him again and then sat up straight.
Their eyes met. She deliberately let her tits bounce around. He reached up and took a tit in each fist. Then she began moving up and down.
"I love it!" she cried, raising and lowering her ass rhythmically.
"Jesus, Mom, it's so damn good!"
"Oh, dear God, forgive me!" she panted. "I can't help loving it!"
"It's so tight!" the boy hissed. "So fucking tight!"
He couldn't help but move his hips up and down to plunge his prick into her velvety depths. After a while she stopped moving and let him do the thrusting.
"You're a wonderful fucker," she said, her voice quavering with excitement.
"So are you.
"Should we come together?"
Yeah, sure."
"I'm almost there, are you?"
"Shit, yeah!"
"I think ... I'm coming ... I can't go on! Too Good! Too Good! Fuck!"
When she finished coming, he rolled on top of her and dumped his load into her pussy.
CHAPTER TWO
"Stop it! Don't! You mustn't!"
"Please let me, Amy," Barry said. "You know you want me to kiss you."
"I do," the girl said breathlessly. "It's just that you always want to do more."
He kissed her, gently at first and then open-mouthed. "Why won't you let me touch you down there?" he said.
His arms were like tentacles around her. The shy little redhead melted against him.
"Because it's wrong," she whispered.
The youngsters had been making out for weeks. It happened by accident one night when they were home alone. But Barry had been after her from the very beginning. Amy was frightened of her feelings, but very attracted to him.
Now his arms tightened around her. "Put your tongue in my mouth," he said.
"Oh, Barry, don't ask me to do that."
"Please?"
Her lips parted as his mouth ground against hers. "Oh, Barry!"
Her tongue came out, tentatively at first and then forcefully, and wormed into his mouth. When she was least expecting it, he managed to sneak a hand down to her tits.
"I'm a virgin," she said. "You know that."
His cock pressed into her belly. "Let me take your cherry."
"I can't." She thrust her tongue non-stop into his mouth.
"Please?"
"Oh, Barry, do we dare?"
"Sure. We both want it. Come on. Feel how excited you've got me?"
His cock was packed tightly into his jeans. She wanted to touch it. She wanted to take it in her hand and caress it.
"Do you really love me?" she said.
"Yeah, I love you."
"And you won't hurt me?"
"Never."
"Oh, I can't!"
She panted as he squeezed her tits. "Have you done it a lot?"
"Yeah, plenty. I know how to do it so it doesn't hurt."
"Will I bleed?"
"Maybe a little."
"Then it'll hurt."
"Naw, some girls don't even bleed."
"Oh, Barry, I'm so wet down there!"
"Let me touch you."
"It's a sin."
"You've got to lose your cherry sometime."
"But you're my brother!"
Her clothes were half off and he managed to unzip his fly. "We're not blood related," he said.
She gasped when he forced her hand over his prick. "My God, it feels so big," she said, instinctively squeezing it.
He held her by the hair and kissed her. Hard. She kissed him back. No! she screamed to herself. I mustn't do it!
The teenager had vowed not to be promiscuous like her sister. Debby had been fucking around for years. Amy wanted to stay pure, but it was so hard when her body craved the very thing she was trying to avoid.
She wanted Barry to touch her everywhere. She loved having his hands on her tits. She wanted to be naked with him and feel his chest against her bare tits, but she was frightened too. If only he'd be satisfied just making out. Why did he insist on more.
"Stop that!" she hissed when he dragged her toward his bed.
"Aw, come on, Sis. Tell you what. I'll only put it in a little bit."
She plopped down on the bed. "A little bit?"
"Yeah, that way you'll still be a virgin."
She thought about that a moment. "Can you do that?"
His eyes were hot. "Sure, I can do whatever you want. I can put just the head in. Remember when I showed it to you? You liked the head."
The teenage girl blushed and hid her face against his shoulder. "Don't remind me," she said.
"I'm so damn hot," he said, her boobs burning into his arm. "You've got to let me do it. You've just got to."
She was barely aware when he started undressing her. Suddenly her tits were bare and he was fondling them with both hands.
"My pussy is getting real wet," she said shyly.
"When you fuck it feels even better than when you jerk off." He rubbed his thumbs back and forth across her nipples relentlessly.
Her body screamed for release. "I don't know. I just don't know what to do."
The little redhead's eyes filled with tears as the aggressive boy lowered his head and hungrily licked her tits.
"You know you're dying for it," he said.
"Stop, Barry," she said, stroking his hair, but not pushing him away. "Oh, I don't know what to do."
"You want it as much as I do," he said. Taking her hand, he curled her fingers around his cock. "You gotta do something with this thing."
"I could jerk you off again. That's not so bad."
"The last time you jerked me off you were sorry we didn't go all the way."
"I don't know. Oh, Barry, what'll we do?"
"Keep squeezing it like that. Touch the head. Smear the spunk over it. Jesus, I want to fuck you so badly!"
The redhead smeared his jism over his cockhead. Her pussy itched terribly. She had never gone all the way, but she was tempted now. She wanted his cock inside her so badly. Maybe she was like Debby after all. Maybe it was in their genes to be horny.
Her mind raced. What would mom and dad say? She felt so stupid at times like this. Mom was no help. She only told the girls to be careful, but she never told them to remain virgins.
Just be careful not to get pregnant, Lauren always told her daughters.
"I'm not on the pill," she said now.
"If I only put it in a little you can't get pregnant."
His cock throbbed in her hand. It felt so big and hard. Would it hurt if he tried pushing it into her little virgin cunt?
"Are you sure about that?" she said, unable to resist the urgency of his lips on hers.
"Sure, I'm sure." He had her pinned down now and he pulled his tee-shirt over his head and tossed it to the floor. "Let me put it in just a little, Amy. Please."
Her skirt was up to her waist. Her panties were down to her knees and her blouse and bra were half off. She twisted around as he tugged his jeans down. Once he had all his clothes off she knew it would be impossible to resist him.
"Don't be a prick-tease," the boy said when he covered her body with his.
"Don't put it in!" she squealed.
He tried forcing his cock inside her, but she wriggled away. "Just let me put it in a little bit," he croaked. "Honest, it's not healthy to leave me horny."
"I can't help it," she whined, dropping her legs and letting him swab his cockhead up and down her virgin cuntslit. "Oh, Barry, you're putting it in!"
"Hold it," he rasped. "Jesus, don't move. It's almost in. Oh, fuck, it slipped out. Stop jumping around like that. You want it. You want it as much as I do. Jesus, you're so wet. It's so unhealthy to stop now."
"You said you'd only put it in a little bit!" she wailed.
"Just a little more." He barely breathed as he pushed in.
"Ouch, it hurts!"
"Hold it, Amy!"
She circled his neck with her arms and stopped struggling. "It feels so big."
"Hey, it's in." He hovered over her, grinning proudly.
Her legs were wide spread. She gazed up at him, frightened and excited at the same time.
"It feels funny," she said.
"Wait'll I start moving it in and out."
She wound her legs around his waist. "I think I like it. Maybe you could put more of it in me."
His smile disappeared. "It's all the way in."
"Oh, God!"
The bed shook as he started thrusting. His cock filled her virgin twat, sending liquidy, hot sensations up and down her spine.
"Oh, fuck, Amy, I really do love you."
"Don't stop fucking me," the girl cried. "Oh, Barry, I love it!"
Her pussy felt inflamed as he sucked one of her nipples into his mouth. Writhing frantically, she rubbed her tits against his face.
He dug his fingers into her ass and drilled his boner into her teenage twat. Their juices mingled as flesh slapped flesh.
"Shit, it's good," Barry muttered.
"I love it so much," Amy cried.
The boy sucked on her tits almost savagely. She encouraged him by holding his head and tugging on his hair.
She instinctively twisted her ass with every thrust, rotating her cunt around his rock-hard cock. She was barely aware of time and place. Her reality was the ecstasy of his fat cockhead slamming into her lust-melted insides.
"I love it so," she crooned as she flung her snatch at the hardness of his juice-slick cock.
"Me too," he puffed.
They fucked on and on. Barry did most of the work, but Amy raised her legs and thrust her hot wet pussy up to meet each thrust.
Once again he grabbed hold of her soft quivering asscheeks. As he squeezed and kneaded her sensitive buns, one of his fingers crept closer and closer to her asscrack.
"What are you doing?" the teenage girl said anxiously.
"Touching your asshole."
"You mustn't!"
"Aw, let me."
"I shouldn't."
"You'll see. You'll like it. I'll let you touch mine if you want to."
"Do people do that?" She was confused.
"Sure they do. Here, I'll show you." He stopped thrusting as he moved his finger to her asshole and shoved the tip inside.
"It feels funny," she said.
He rammed his cock into her pussy. "You'll like it. You'll see."
She slammed her slick pussy around his cock while he shoved his finger knuckle-deep into her butt.
"Yeah, I like it," she said. "It feels funny but I like it."
He began fucking her faster. His finger slipped out of her asshole a few times and she clung to him while he reinserted it.
"I feel it coming," she said, waves of ecstasy surging through her lush body.
"I'm gonna hold out as long as I can," Barry said.
"Oh, Barry!" Her orgasm washed over her deliriously. When it was over, she kissed him. "You were right. It's much better than masturbating."
His finger stirred her bowels as his cock lunged into her. "If you keep wiggling around like that I'll come," he said.
"Make me come again, please."
"I'll try." His face was flushed and his eyes glazed.
He raised and lowered his ass, driving his pulsating prick ever more deeply into her cunt. She was very wet and his cock almost slipped out a few times.
"You're a good fuck," he murmured, kissing her tits.
Her long red hair swirled around her face. "So are you," she smiled.
She became very aroused again as he continued driving his thick plug of meat into her cunt. It rubbed against her clit with every stroke and her clit was so sensitive every stroke brought her closer to orgasm.
"You're making me come again," she said, clamping her strong young thighs around his back.
"That's terrific. Some girls never come."
"You're a wonderful lover," she said shyly.
"Jesus, you're sucking the come right out of my balls!"
Wild with lust, his finger still reaming her asshole, the boy geared up for his climax. He felt his jism boiling up and wondered if he should pull out before he came.
"You better take it out," Amy said. "You better not come inside me."
Another orgasm crashed through her and she was barely aware when her stepbrother's thick warm jism poured into her. When she became aware of it, it was too late.
"You're coming inside me!" she cried, screwing her pussy around his exploding cock.
"It's okay! It's okay!"
"I love having your hot jizz in my cunt." She pulled his head down to her tits. "Take it in your mouth, please."
Afterward she cried. "I'm not a virgin anymore," she sobbed.
He tried putting her arms around her, but she pushed him away. "It's okay, Amy. Honest. No one's a virgin anymore."
She covered her face with her hands. "I'm so ashamed."
"Aw, don't say that. It was good. You said so yourself." He slid his hand between her legs.
She squeezed her legs together. "No, don't do that."
"Just let me touch it," he begged, squeezing his prick.
The girl was too turned on to stop. Sniffing and wiping her eyes on the sheet, she let her legs fall open.
"I guess it's crazy to stop now," she giggled.
"Yeah, your pussy's like mush, it's so soft."
"I started taking the pill about a month ago," she said softly. "So you don't have to worry about me getting pregnant."
"Hey, that's great. Now we can do it all the time."
"You're awful," she giggled nervously.
He skinned his quickly stiffening dick and his fingers grew bolder and he caressed her pussy. Amy wanted more. She was dazed and a little sore, but she couldn't resist the sight of her stepbrother's cock.
"It's sure a lot better than jerking off," she said.
He rubbed her clit rhythmically. "You bet." He grinned proudly, aware he'd done a good job of fucking her.
The pulpy folds of her cunt wrapped around his fingers. "Are we gonna fuck again?" she said.
"Yeah, if this thing gets hard again."
"Is there something I can do to help?"
"Sure." He released his cock. "You can do what I've been doing. You've jerked guys off, haven't you?"
"Yeah, sure." Eager for more fucking, she took his cock in her small fist and began pumping it.
"It feels better when you do it," he said, free now to concentrate on her pussy.
"It feels pretty hard already."
"It can get a lot harder. Touch that rim under the head, yeah, that's real sensitive there."
His cock pulsated in her hand. His cockhead leaked juice and his shaft thickened. She squeezed it, leaning forward and using her free hand on his balls.
"Stick your finger inside me," she said. "Move it in and out. Faster."
Encouraged by her excitement, Barry finger-fucked her enthusiastically, slamming two fingers all the way into her twat.
Each touch of his hand on her snatch brought shivers of pleasure to the young girl. She squeezed his prick so hard he groaned.
"Let's fuck again," he croaked.
"You look funny. Are you okay?"
"Yeah. Oh shit, I'm coining!"
"Put it in me!"
It was too late. Filled with disappointment, she watched him convulse wildly while globs of jism spurted from his cock.
Still, it was fascinating to watch. Pungent-smelling jism ran down onto her hand and one shot hit her on the cheek. She wiped it off, sniffed her fingers and tentatively licked them.
"Jesus, I'm sorry," he said, still shaking.
She held onto his prick, hungrily licking his spunk from her fingers. "That's okay. We can do it again later." Her lips brushed his cockhead.
"You can always suck it," he said.
She gazed at him adoringly. "Oh, Barry, can I?"
He covered his prick with both hands when she made a grab for it. "Not yet," he snickered. "It's too soon."
The little redhead flushed with embarrassment. Then she flung herself at him, giggling softly. "Give me your tongue," she said seductively. "Give me your tongue this minute."
CHAPTER THREE
Lauren busied herself around the kitchen. The children were out and Paul would be home soon. She glanced at the wall clock. She wanted this dinner to be special. It wasn't often they were able to spend the evening alone.
She and Clay had been having an affair for months. Just this afternoon they had enjoyed a quickie in the garage.
The horny housewife felt secure and warm in her world, but sometimes she also felt a little guilty about cheating on Paul with his son. On the other hand she told herself what Paul didn't know wouldn't hurt him. And Clay was getting good experience with an older woman.
Now she stirred the home-made soup and took the roast out of the oven. When she heard Paul's car pull up, her heart quickened. The quick fuck with Clay had left her hungry for more. Tonight they would go to bed early and spend hours making love.
When Paul entered the kitchen, she ran to greet him with a kiss. He sniffed the roast, pinched her ass and returned her kiss.
"What a day," he said, throwing the evening newspaper onto the table. "I'm bushed."
"Not too tired, I hope."
He sniffed again. "Not too tired for whatever you've got cooking."
"I was hoping we could take advantage of having the house to ourselves tonight."
He blinked. "Aren't the kids eating with us?"
"Don't look so disappointed. No, they're all out for the evening."
He patted her ass casually as she handed him a beer. "That's nice." Sitting down, he glanced at the paper.
She took a sip of her beer and stirred the soup. "I thought we'd go to bed early."
"Yeah, I can use the sleep."
She tore the newspaper out of his hand. "That's not what I had in mind."
He smiled. "Oh, that. I guess I could manage a quickie."
She tried hiding her exasperation. "A quickie's all we ever have lately. I thought we could have a nice long session. With a bottle of brandy and maybe some massage lotion."
He grimaced. "You want a production and I'm bushed. Let's do it another time."
"Do you realize we've been married less than two years and you're treating me like a housekeeper?" She tapped her foot impatiently.
"Am I doing that? Honest?"
"Yes, you are. I love you, honey, and I'm very happy being married to you, but we never seem to have the time for each other anymore."
He pulled her down onto his lap. "I thought you were happy, hon." He placed his hands over her tits and squeezed them. "Got a horny pussy, huh?"
She wriggled around on his lap. "Yes, and I want a nice long session tonight."
"Maybe if I take a nap ..."
"I'll wake you up," she giggled. "I think I still know how to do that."
Suddenly he pushed her off his lap. "Call me when dinner's ready," he said, disappearing into the living room with his paper.
She set the table and finished fixing dinner with a vengeance. Why should I feel guilty about fucking Clay? she thought. Maybe I'll fuck Barry too. Damn him, he's treating me like a maid not a wife!
She mixed herself a strong scotch and water. I'll get good and drunk, she thought. Maybe I'll even jerk off in front of him. It'd serve him right.
She sashayed into the living room, scotch sloshing over the rim of her glass. "Dinner's almost ready," she said, thrusting her tits out. "Does this give you any ideas?" She unbuttoned the two top buttons on her blouse and showed him some cleavage.
He grinned. "Yeah, reminds me I haven't had any milk in days."
"Oh, you!" Giggling, she returned to the kitchen to get the food on the table.
She remembered what her mother always said. It's up to the woman to keep the man interested. Maybe I'm not going about it the right way, she thought. Maybe it's my fault that he's not turned on to me lately. I guess maybe I've become complacent too.
"Bring me another beer, will you?" Paul called out.
Handing him a fresh can of beer, she bent down, almost shoving her tits in his face. "Whenever you're ready to eat, I'm ready too."
"Let me finish this beer," he said, ignoring her tits.
She flounced off, but forced herself to stay calm. Paul was a good husband and a loving father to her girls. A woman couldn't ask for everything in life. She'd just have to settle for what she had.
Fifteen minutes later they sat across from each other in the dining room. She chatted about her day and he told her the dinner was delicious. When they were finishing up, Paul cleared his throat.
"Maybe you're right about us not spending enough time together," he said.
"If you're really too tired, we don't have to fuck."
"No, you want it and you'll get it. Just don't expect a great performance from me."
Suddenly it occurred to her that masturbating in front of him might turn him on. "Say, I've got an idea. Maybe I'll put on a performance for you this time."
He looked confused. "Whatever you say, hon," he yawned.
When the table was cleared and the dishes stacked in the sink, she joined him upstairs. He was stretched out on the bed snoring.
Without bothering to awaken him, she undressed, took a quick shower and dressed up in her sheerest nightie.
When her makeup was freshly applied and her hair brushed to a shine, she awakened him.
"Hi, hon," she drawled.
"I must have dropped off." His eyes stayed closed.
She pinched him. "Wake up!" she hissed. When she had his attention, she deliberately raised her nightie to her waist and wedged a hand between her legs. "Well?" she smiled.
His jaw dropped and his eyes widened. "You are horny, aren't you?"
"Does this give you any ideas?"
He yawned and rubbed his eyes. "Yeah. I just hope I can get it up."
She felt angry and frustrated, but smiled sweetly. It was the wife's job to turn her husband on. And she was intending doing just that.
"You just lie there and relax," she said. "I'm going to masturbate for you and if that doesn't give you ideas I'll let you sleep."
"First suck this," he said, pushing the covers back and revealing his limp prick.
Crawling around, she gently lifted his cock and held it in her greedy hand. "I'd love to, hon."
She took his cockknob into her mouth and sucked it gently. He yawned, but he stroked her hair approvingly.
"Lick my balls," he said, and she dutifully moved her darting tongue to his nuts. "Nice," he said. "Very nice."
He sounded bored, but Lauren stayed with it until his cock pulsated with life. She peppered his entire fuckpole with kisses and worked the tip of her tongue into his piss-slit.
"It's getting hard," she said.
"Yeah, stay with it."
She moved a hand between her legs. "See what I'm doing?" she said.
"Yeah, you're jerking off."
"Doesn't it excite you to watch me?"
"Yeah, sure."
She wanted to believe him, but he sounded bored and disinterested. Resting her face on his thigh, she slid the ring of her lips halfway down his cockshaft.
"Oh, yeah," he said, thrusting his hips and sending his cockhead into her throat. "That's good."
I'm finally getting to him, she thought with a sigh.
He ran his fingers through her long dark hair. He wanted to feel the old excitement, but it wasn't easy when those two teenaged chicks were running around the house all the time.
He loved Lauren and appreciated having her for a wife. He just wished she wasn't so demanding in the sack. A guy could only get it up for so long with the same broad. And those little girls were so sweet and juicy looking ...
"I want tonight to be like it used to be," Lauren whispered, licking his cock hungrily.
"Take it all into your mouth," Paul said, thrusting his hips in rhythm with her bobbing head.
She felt her juices flow as she sucked. Her tits throbbed with need as hot flames engulfed her pussy.
Since she wanted to prolong their fucking, she slipped his cock from her mouth and lay down beside him.
"Suck my tits, honey?" she said, covering his lips with hers.
"Now?"
She sighed. "Yes. I love when you suck my tits."
"I don't know."
"And here," she said, taking his hand and moving it between her legs. "Touch me here."
"You wanted to fuck, let's get on with it."
"Just suck a little more and stick your finger in me. Please."
He licked her nipples briefly, thrust a finger into her snatch and pulled it out abruptly. "Come on, let's fuck."
He pushed her legs apart, clutched his prick and climbed over her. She wasn't ready.
"Wait," she said. "Just a minute. What's the hurry?"
He rubbed his cock up and down her slit. "It's hard. Let me put it in."
"I'm not ..." Her voice trailed off. "Okay, put it in," she whispered. I've still got Clay to love me the way a man should love a woman, she thought as Paul wedged his cockhead inside her snatch.
"You got what you wanted," he said, ramming the full length of his prick all the way up her twat with one lunge.
She stared up at him, smoldering eyes narrowed. "Yes, I got what I wanted."
When he lowered his face, she accepted his kisses. It felt good when he grasped her asscheeks and corkscrewed his cock into her.
"Good fuck, huh?" he said.
"Yeah, great," she said, wriggling her ass and trying to get more friction on her clit. But after looking forward to a long, loving session, she felt resentful and angry.
Still, she tried. Clasping him against her round tits, she wrapped her velvety thighs around his waist and thrust her pussy up to meet his strokes.
"Kiss me," she breathed, plunging her tongue into his mouth.
"I'm gonna come soon," he said.
Her heart sank. "No. Don't come yet."
"I don't think I can help it. I told you I was tired."
"Try."
She used to be such a good lay, he thought. I've got to dump my load and get some sleep.
Lauren thought: I can't believe this is the man who used to fuck me so good. I should let him come and get it over with.
"Shake that gorgeous ass of yours," he said.
"Mmmmmm, you sure know how to use that cock, honey," she said.
"Jesus, this is fantastic," he lied.
"The best. Really dynamite."
She felt somewhat detached as deep animal grunts escaped his throat. He pumped his cock into her non-stop, trying desperately to bring her off.
"You're still so damn tight," he said. But to himself he thought--not as tight as those two juicy teenyboppers.
"You're wonderful, darling," she said. "The best." But to herself she thought, you don't hold a candle to your kid.
She planned to wait for him to fall asleep before going into the den to masturbate. She'd take a bottle of brandy to relax her senses and then use her fingers. They were a poor substitute for a good stiff cock, but he wasn't doing her much good at the moment.
"Come on, honey," he said. "Let's wrap it up.
"I'm ready whenever you are."
He started fucking her faster. "Here I go." Clutching her ass, he began pistoning his cock in a frenzy in and out of her pussy.
"Yes, ram it into me," she said, beginning to feel excited.
"That's what I'm doing!"
He slammed into her, dropping his load of jism into her achingly horny snatch. His cock stayed hard for a few moments, but when the last jet of spunk gushed from his pisser he pulled out and rolled onto his back.
Within moments he was sound asleep and Lauren lay with her back turned, fuming. She counted backward to one hundred, rose up and went to the den.
It was only a little after nine. The children wouldn't be home for a while. Grabbing a bottle of brandy and dispensing with a glass, she flopped down onto the sofa and took a big swallow of the liquor.
It warmed her up at once and relaxed her. Lifting one leg, she began fingering herself. Where are you, Clay? she thought. I need you more than ever.
After another few gulps of the brandy she put the bottle down and concentrated on her pussy. She was an expert at masturbating. Even when her sex life was active and satisfying she had always enjoyed pleasuring herself.
Now little goosebumps erupted on her nipples. She stroked her tits with one hand and her cunt with the other. She used cuntjuice to paint her nipples and drilled two fingers into her gash. She forgot about the disappointing fuck with Paul. She'd make up for it tomorrow with Clay.
She was determined to make this marriage work. In some ways Paul reminded her of her ex-husband. She had no intention of getting divorced again. No, this marriage would work if it killed her.
The sexy brunette was highly aroused now. Her fingers dipped into her pussy and swirled over her nipples. Her cunt lips were puffy and hot. In a minute she would begin rubbing her clit and bring herself off.
Eyes closed, she pretended it was Clay making love to her. The kid sure knew what to do with a cock.
"Come on, baby, give it to me," she whispered aloud. "Come on and sock it to your stepmother. Faster, honey. Faster."
She corkscrewed her fingers into her pussy and brushed her hand back and forth over her tits. She wondered what kind of lover Barry was. He was just a kid, but sometimes they were the most enthusiastic cocksmen.
One of these days I'll have him too, the overheated housewife vowed as she began rubbing her clit.
Gasping, her mouth hanging open, she threw her head back and came. "Yes!" she gasped legs wide-spread. "Yes, yes, yes, fuck me!"
CHAPTER FOUR
Paul was alone in the living room when Debby joined him. The petite blonde was wearing a tight tee-shirt, cut-offs and obviously nothing else. Her pert tits jiggled as she moved and her ass was packed tightly into her shorts.
"Hi, Dad," she said as she flopped onto the sofa.
Paul sipped his beer, forcing his eyes back to his paper. "What's up?" he said, trying to sound casual.
The flirtatious teenager picked up a magazine. She knew she was driving her stepfather crazy. She liked turning him on and then leaving him horny. Scrambling closer, she took his beer from his hand and tasted it.
"Can I finish it?" she said.
"Only if you get me another one."
"In a minute." She wriggled around until her thigh touched his. He moved slightly, she followed him and he sat still.
Although Debby was a natural flirt, her experience was limited. Now that her mother was married to Paul, she enjoyed running around the house half-dressed and exciting all three Johnson men. But lately she had been thinking more and more about making it with her stepfather. Now as she sat close to him, sipping his beer, she decided tonight would be the perfect time since the rest of the family were out.
Paul tossed his paper onto the table. "Where's my beer?" The kid was really asking for it tonight.
Growing bolder, she moved her hand lightly over his thigh. "Here, you can finish this." She deliberately let her tongue trail over the rim of the can.
He finished the beer without speaking. Her hand remained on his thigh. "Do you know what you're doing?" he said after a while.
His eyes had taken on a strange look. The teenager took a deep breath. She moved her hand closer to his crotch, until her fingers grazed his fly.
"Do you think I'm pretty?" she said.
He crushed the empty beer can in his fist. "That's a silly question. You look like your mother and I married her, didn't I?"
"Yes, but I have blonde hair. Some men don't like blondes."
He watched her fingers play over his thigh. "I like blondes." His voice was getting husky.
"And I'm short," the little blonde said softly, openly stroking his thigh.
"And you're asking for it," he said, cupping her chin and kissing her lightly on the lips.
She felt paralyzed, hypnotized by what was happening to her body and what seemed to be happening to her stepfather. His eyes looked steely and his face was flushed and unsmiling. She suddenly realized she was stroking his crotch and quickly took her hand away.
"I didn't realize I was touching you there," she said.
"Sure you did." His nostrils flared.
"What makes you say that?"
"You've been asking for it ever since your mother and I got married."
Her jaw dropped. "I have not."
"Come here." Holding her upper arms, he kissed her again. Hard. His teeth pressed into her tightly closed lips. "When you advertise you've got to be ready to deliver," he said in a low voice, kissing her again.
This time she parted her lips. "I guess I have been flirting a little."
"A little? Hell, you've been throwing yourself at me. Now come here and kiss me properly."
"Dad!" He cut off her words by forcing his hot tongue into her mouth.
Things were getting out of control. She had toyed with the idea of letting him fuck her, but everything was happening so fast. In her fantasy she was the one who teased and he was the one who begged her for more. In reality he was overpowering her, making her feel things she'd only read about before.
Now his hand was on her tits. "Maybe we better not," she mumbled as he devoured her mouth.
"You asked for it," he said thickly. "It's too late to back out."
His tongue was in her mouth again. There was no escaping it. And it felt so good, flicking in and out and dueling with her own.
She had been french-kissed hundreds of times, but nothing like this. Oh, God, his tongue is almost down my throat! It's moving so fast. And my pussy feels so funny. Jesus, his hands are on my tits!
"I'll tell mom," she managed to hiss.
"Like hell you will."
He had her down on her back now, pinning her down with one arm while he lifted her tee-shirt and gazed hungrily at her naked tits.
"The way you walk around here, like a fucking go-go dancer," he said, bending down and taking one of her tits in his mouth.
"Dad! Don't!"
"Don't dad me."
"Oh, Lord, I can't move!"
He kneaded and squeezed one of her tits while he sucked and gnawed on the other. "I know you're not a virgin," he rasped.
She writhed around, filled with lust and yet frightened too. "No, but I'm scared."
"I'm going to show you how a real man makes love. Now stop wiggling around like that. I won't hurt you. Just relax and let me do this."
"Okay, Dad, only take it easy."
He snickered. "You won't break. These tits have seen plenty of action."
"No one ever kissed them like that before."
"Come here, baby." He plastered his lips over hers and suctioned her tongue into his mouth.
She felt dizzy, almost as though she might faint. There was a hunger within her, concentrated between her legs. This was the kind of passion she read about in books. This was the kind of passion she wanted to experience.
"I never felt this way before," she said, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Feel my cock." He took her hand and placed it over his crotch.
"It feels so big."
"I'll take it out and show you how big it is."
"Wait!"
"Huh?"
She giggled. "Let me."
He dropped his hand and grinned. "For sure," he said, holding one of her tits up to his mouth and lightly licking the tip.
When his prick was out, she trembled, fondling it gently and in awe of its size. "Does it always get this hard?" she breathed.
He thought about Lauren and how she didn't turn him on any more. "Yeah, sure, kid. Keep doing that with the head. It's very sensitive there."
He suckled her tits and frenched her while she caressed his cock. She treated it gently, fascinated by his girth and tempted to take it into her mouth.
"You don't have panties on, do you?" he said.
"No."
"Take those things off."
Lifting her ass, the teenager began peeling her cut-offs off. She glanced at him with a smile.
"I think I need some help."
He grinned. "Come here." Kneeling between her legs, he yanked her shorts down and revealed her teenaged pussy. "It's just as pretty as I imagined."
He tossed her cut-offs to the floor and covered her cunt with his hand. He frenched her again and again. She no longer held back, giving him her tongue and accepting his greedily.
His fingers explored her split. He pushed one into her hot pussyhole. Her breathing was labored and when he began finger-fucking her she trembled all over.
She didn't remember taking his cock back into her hand, but she suddenly realized she was stroking it.
"Mmmmm, what a sweet tongue," Paul mumbled. "Sweet, sweet tongue. Keep doing that, baby. You've got a good touch. Keep playing with my cockhead like that. Jesus, baby, what a sweet tongue."
Eyes closed, he savored the moment. Maybe it was wrong, but she'd been asking for it.
He moved her hot little hand to his balls. She felt the bloated sack and the hard nuts within. When he shoved his hand between her thighs, she moaned softly. All she could think of now was getting his cock inside her.
"When are we going to fuck, Dad?" she panted.
"For God's sake don't call me that."
"Okay, but when are we going to fuck?"
Paul was breathing hard. Jesus, what if Lauren found out? Too late or that, he thought. At the moment he didn't feel very fatherly toward the girl. The way she was handling his prick made his balls ache.
"Let me eat you," he said, sliding down between her legs and pushing her legs apart.
The little blonde was taken aback. Her legs were awkwardly spread and her head lolled halfway off the sofa. She whimpered weakly when he began licking her torrid cuntslit.
"Wow, you're eating me," she said.
"Yeah, and then I'm going to show you how a man fucks." His words were muffled by her tasty pussy.
His tongue flicked over her clit. "You're making me so hot," she sighed, wriggling her ass.
"Stop moving around like that." He plunged his tongue into her cunthole, pushing it deeper and deeper into her depths.
He hadn't been this excited since the early days with Lauren. The kid was a wild combination of woman and child. She tasted sweet and pungent. Cuntjuice poured out of her and he licked it up hungrily.
Whenever he found her clit with his tongue tip, she gyrated her ass. Her whimpering cries were exciting. The kid was going to be one hot fuck.
But first he planned to make her come with his tongue. Then she'd be his. Women always went crazy when you brought them off orally. For some reason they loved it. He didn't know why.
Debby was in heaven. The fact that it was her stepfather eating her made it that much more exciting for the blonde sexpot. He was gobbling away like a maniac. No boy had ever eaten her this way before. God, Mom's a lucky woman, she thought.
His beard felt funny. As he sucked her cuntlips and pussy-folds, his beard rubbed against her sensitive inner thighs. She jerked around spasmodically, unable to control her wild writhing.
"Oh, God, Dad, make me come!" she gasped.
When she called him Dad, his excitement increased. "Daddy's gonna make his little girl come," he said.
His tongue whipped back and forth across her clit. When she came, she expelled a thick glob of frothy cream. It tasted especially delicious and he buried his nose and mouth against her pussy.
He grabbed her ass, lapping up her juices and thrusting his tongue into her cunt. She squirmed around wildly, whimpering and grunting deep in her throat.
His prick was like a rock and his ball-bag swollen. Now I'm gonna give it to her, he thought. Now for the main course.
"I never came like that before," she said, beaming up at him.
"Yeah, well you ain't seen nothing yet."
But before he could enter her, she grabbed his arm. "Let me suck your cock first."
He hesitated, tempted, yet nervous about being caught. Then he decided not to worry. It was early. The thought of her sweet lips wrapped around his cock sent shivers up and down his spine.
"Okay, get up and let me he down."
The teenager sprang up and threw herself at him. "Oh, Dad, that was the best come I ever had!"
"Okay, okay," he chuckled, his mouth filled with her sweet tongue. "We don't have all night."
"I don't know if I can take much more than your cockhead in my mouth," she said. "Not that I haven't blown plenty of guys, but your cock is awesome!"
He cuffed her chin playfully. "Do your best, kid. That's all you can do."
He pushed her head down roughly. His male aroma overwhelmed her. "Here I go, Dad," she said, pushing her long golden hair back and pressing her moist lips to the tip of his cock.
"Oh, shit!" he wheezed, still holding tightly to her head.
Opening her mouth a little wider, she eased her tongue forward and licked all over his cockhead.
When he lunged up, she tightened the ring of her lips around the flared rim under his prick-knob. Swallowing hard, she managed to slide her lips another inch over his cockshaft.
"Fuck, that's good!" he hissed, holding onto her ears.
I'm sucking dad's cock, the teenaged flirt thought, squeezing the stem of his prick. My God, I can't believe I'm actually doing it.
Lashes lowered, she struggled to take a few more inches of his cock into her mouth. She savored the saltiness of his cockmeat. A tremor shot through her cunt when he thrust another inch of shaft inside her widely stretched lips.
She jerked him off while she sucked. Bobbing her head, she used her mouth as though it were a pussy. He held onto her ears and grunted hoarsely.
"Keep it up, kiddo, and I'll give you the fuck of your life."
Her lips flew up and down his shaft. His balls slapped her chin. God, his cock was thick! She had never blown a thicker one.
"Next time I'll come in your mouth," he said.
He said next time, she thought, shivering with lust. We're going to have a real affair!
Releasing his cockshaft, she used her tongue to tease and caress his cockhead and the sensitive underside near the rim. She savored his smell and the somewhat coarse hairy skin covering his nuts.
She moved one tiny hand up and caressed his flat, muscular belly. He sucked in his breath. "I'm gonna fuck you soon, baby."
Sucking just the very tip of his dick, she savored the pre-come jizz that oozed from his pussyslit. I want to get fucked; she thought. I love blowing him, but I want to get fucked.
As if reading her mind, he lifted her head up. "Lie down and spread your legs," he grinned.
They changed places. Giggling nervously, the teenager stretched out on her back and gazed at her stepfather seductively.
"You don't have to worry. I know how to take care of myself."
He pushed her knees up to her tits. "I figured as much."
She lay back, eyes wide and face pale. What if he didn't think she was a good fuck? What if he never wanted to fuck her again?
Flinging her legs wide apart, she watched him settle into the saddle of her thighs. He parted her swollen cuntlips with one hand and swabbed his big cockhead up and down her cuntgash with the other.
"Raise your ass up," he said gruffly.
She tilted her ass up. "Is this okay?"
"Yeah." Still using one hand, he forced the blunt tip of his prick into her sweet pussy.
He held it like that for a moment and then slammed into her hard. After she was impaled he thrust in and out a few times and then pulled almost all the way out.
"How's that?" he said with a note of concern.
"Wow, Dad, it's great."
"Do you want it fast or slow?"
"Whatever you want."
"Here goes."
Clenching his teeth, he began fucking her slowly. His balls slapped her with very stroke and his cockshaft rubbed her clit.
She was a little disappointed that he seemed so calm. But her pussy melted every time he thrust in and when he kissed her she almost came.
He sucked on her lips and tongue like a drowning man desperate for water. She clung to his neck with both arms, afraid he would stop if she let go.
Paul was almost ready. He intended having a rousing orgasm. He wanted the kid to enjoy herself, but basically he intended fulfilling his own lust.
At one point he pulled out and then plunged in again. Now he thrust more deeply, slicing through her cunt-folds and sending his thick cock soaring into her guts.
"I'm almost there!" she squealed. "You're dicking me so good, Dad! Oooooh, you're driving me crazy with your big cock!"
"I'm gonna shoot now. I'm gonna shoot my big gun into your cunt."
"I'm ready. Give it to me."
"Toss that ass around, kiddo. Toss it around while I fuck you."
"Yes, make me come!"
She swung her ass wildly while his cock ripped into her. In a moment his jism poured into her teenaged pussy, setting a flame burning deep within her.
CHAPTER FIVE
"Come on," Clay said. "There's no one around. Take it out and skin it."
Amy giggled. The idea appealed to her. She felt adventurous and sexy out here in the open. Her pussy moistened as she reached down and unzipped Clay's fly.
The youngsters had been balling for weeks. After she lost her cherry to Barry the shy little redheaded became hooked on sex. Not long afterward Clay approached her. She surprised him with her eagerness and they'd been making it ever since.
Now it was a lazy Saturday afternoon and they had driven to the beach in Clay's old beat-up jalopy. The sun was warm, but the air was unusually cool and they had the area to themselves.
Huddling under a blanket, fully dressed, they felt each other up. When Amy brought Clay's cock out, it was already half-hard.
"Easy," he said. "Don't squeeze it so hard."
"I thought you liked when I squeezed it."
"I do. Jesus, that's good."
She released it for a moment and then held it by the root. It pointed straight up, making a tent of the blanket.
Clay glanced around. "Keep moving the skin up and down."
"Like this?"
"Yeah. Oh, yeah, that's nice."
"This is sort of fun, out here in the open."
"We could fuck and nobody'd see us."
"Out here?"
"Sure, why not?"
She rolled onto her belly, still moving his cock-skin up and down. "I don't know. If a cop came by it would be very embarrassing."
"They don't patrol around here."
The teenaged girl felt her cunt grow wetter and hotter the more she caressed his cock. She was tempted to let him fuck her under the blanket, but she was apprehensive.
"If you're not gonna let me fuck you," he said, "beat me off."
"Okay."
The newly awakened youngster worked her hand up and down his shaft. The skin was pulled taut over his rigid meat and the heat bulged out like a big mushroom.
"You can get down there and suck it," he said.
Amy hesitated. She loved sucking cock, but given the choice she'd rather get laid. In any event, it was risky blowing him out in the open.
"Come on," he whined. "If I see someone coming I'll let you know."
"Okay, I'll suck it a little." She pulled the blanket over her head and brought her mouth close to his cock.
The waves made a lovely sound. She let the tip of his cock brush her cheek. She felt close to nature and very aroused. Salivating, she took the head of his cock into her mouth.
"Lord Almighty, this is the life," Clay said.
"What if someone hears you talking to yourself?" she giggled, her ass thrust up under the blanket as she struggled to find a more comfortable position.
He patted her butt. "You worry too much. Just pay attention to the meat."
She buried her head in his lap and gurgled around his cock. "Why don't you get under here too and finger-fuck me?" she said.
"Not a bad idea. Move around so I can reach it. I'll stay up here so I can see if someone comes by."
In a moment he had his hand under the blanket. She shivered with excitement when he worked a finger under the leg band of her panties.
"Plop," he snickered when his finger popped into her cunt.
"Yummy," she giggled, her mouth stuffed with his cock.
She forgot what life was like without her stepbrothers and stepfather. She loved them so, especially the boys. She suspected that Debby was sleeping with them too, but the sisters never discussed it.
Now Amy held Clay's cock in her mouth and let her saliva dribble down to his balls. He worked his finger in and out of her pussy and used his thumb to stimulate her clit.
"Guess what?" he teased.
She spit his cock out. "What?"
"Nothing. I bet you thought someone was coming."
"Oh, you," she giggled, biting the very tip of his prick.
"Hey, I like that."
"Pervert."
Clay smiled down at his stepsister's form. She was a doll and he loved fucking her. He and Lauren were making it regularly and Debby was available anytime he wanted, although he hadn't fucked her yet. Lauren kept him pretty busy. What a break. All these horny women right in his house.
Amy had been so shy at first. Someone must have turned her on because now she couldn't get enough cock. And I can't get enough cooze, so we're even, he thought with a smirk.
Suddenly his cock lurched in her mouth. He was coming and the little redhead barely had time to ready herself for the first gush of jism. But in a moment she was swallowing down his gummy load without choking too much.
Suddenly she started coming too. Clay's finger, coupled with their almost-public display, set her climax off.
"Oh, wow," she sighed around his still-gushing cockhead.
"Jesus, you came," he said as she frantically bucked her ass.
"Keep fingering me," she gasped. "I think I'm gonna come again."
He pulled his finger out of her pussy. "Wait a minute, I want to lick it off."
She heard him make sucking sounds as he licked the cuntjuice from his finger. She giggled as she carefully licked the residue of spunk from her hand.
"Let's go home and fuck," he said, tucking his cock back into his jeans.
"Why can't we stay here?"
"Someone might see us."
They got to their feet, grabbed the blanket and ran to the car. They never got any farther. Laughing, they climbed into the back seat, covered themselves with the blanket, and began groping each other.
"You're crazy," she giggled. "You just came. How're we going to fuck?"
"You'll see."
He brought his limp prick out and let it rest against her pussymuff. She opened her legs and moved it between her thighs.
"Feel my heart beating?" she said.
"Yeah, where's your tongue?"
"Here." She fluttered it into his mouth.
"I taste my come."
"You really ought to eat me now."
"Want me to?"
"Do you want to?"
"Maybe. Let me suck your tits first."
He pushed her tee-shirt up and gobbled one of her tits into his mouth. "I could come when you suck it like that," the redhead said.
He flicked his tongue back and forth over her puckered pink nipple. "Honest? It's not fair. Girls come so easily. They don't even have to have a hard-on or anything."
"But we don't have cocks either. Mmmmm, now suck the other one."
"Put your hand on my balls. Yeah. Just stroke them. Gently. They're very tender."
"Remember the first time you made me lick them?"
"Yeah, you sure didn't want to do it."
"Now I love it."
"I thought you said they tasted funny."
"They do, but I like it. It's an acquired taste."
"Like olives."
"And caviar."
"Like anchovies."
"And smoked oysters."
"Cunt tastes weird the first time too."
"You don't go down on me as much as I go down on you."
"That's the way it is."
"Lick it over here. Yeah, whip my nipple with the tip of your tongue."
Amy closed her eyes as he went from one tit to the other, tongue-whipping her nipples. She squeezed his cock with her thighs. It was getting stiff again. Soon she would have it inside her.
"I love fucking," she whispered.
"You're getting good at it too."
"Am I really?"
"Sure. One of these days we're gonna do something different." With a lurch of his hips, he entered her and began thrusting.
"Mmmmmm, you're in me," she sighed.
"Don't you want to know what it is?"
"Yeah, what?"
He began stroking faster. "Never mind. It'll be a surprise."
* * *
Later that night Clay awakened from a dream to find his stepmother in bed with him. He opened his mouth to speak, but Lauren stopped him with a kiss.
"Ssshhhh, you don't have to say anything," she whispered, caressing him with both hands. "Your father's sound asleep and I'm horny. I can't stay long, but I need you to fuck me, Son."
Clay rubbed his eyes. Normally he would be happy to fuck his sexy stepmother, but tonight he was fucked out from his afternoon with Amy. But Lauren was all over him and he knew he had no choice. That is, if he could get it up in his condition.
"What's the matter?" Lauren said. "Why isn't your cock getting hard?"
"I'm not awake yet."
"You always start getting hard the minute I touch you. Are you getting tired of fucking me?"
"I was sleeping."
"I know, I know, I'll get it up if it kills me."
It'll kill me, Clay thought wryly.
Lauren went to work on his prick. She had no intention of returning to bed horny. Paul was crapping out on her in bed, but she'd make damn sure Clay didn't.
She had an idea that, something that might pique Clay's interest. "How'd you like to do something different?" she said, climbing over the boy and lowering herself down very slowly.
"What?"
The point of her tits, long and wrinkled with arousal, touched his chest. She felt an electric current going from her body to his.
"Have you ever fucked a girl in the ass?" she said.
He smirked. "Are you gonna let me do it to you?" His cock coiled up now, poking into her belly.
She smiled down at him, fingering her pussy and letting her tits sway over his chest. "We'll see. I'll think about it. If you've never done it you might hurt me." Holding one round tit, she drew circles around his mouth with her nipple.
"Jesus, Mom," he said, accepting her tit eagerly when she shoved it into his mouth. He was panting now and his cock was almost fully erect.
"That's my boy," Lauren said. "I knew I could count on you." Still masturbating, the overheated stepmother pressed her tits against his flushed face.
Her cunt acted as a cushion for his balls. Sitting up, she arched her back and threw her hair over one shoulder. Hefting her tits in her hands, she teased him by playing with her nipples.
"Let me have it," he said, grabbing her by the tits, pulling her down and sucking one of her tits in his mouth.
"I love your big fat cock," she purred.
"When are we gonna fuck?" he said.
"Put your hands on my ass."
He squeezed her smooth-skinned, round butt. "Are you gonna put it in?"
"Don't rush me. I like rubbing it around like this."
"Yeah, I like it too."
"I still have time. Your father was sound asleep when I left."
"Jesus, what are you doing?"
"I'm putting my finger in your asshole."
He bucked his ass and grimaced. "Hey, it hurts."
"If you fuck me in the ass you've got to be very careful not to hurt me."
"Maybe we better do it some other time."
"We'll see. Kiss my tits some more and then I'll put it in."
She tilted his prick back and positioned the head against her cunthole. She wet it down with her slick juice and wriggled her ass as it slipped inside her body.
"Ah, good!" she sighed, bending down over the teenager and cradling his head as she kissed him.
He brought his knees up and met her grinding strokes. "Jesus, you're swallowing me up."
"That's because I'm on top. Your cock goes in deeper in this position."
Holding her around the waist, Clay rammed his cock balls-deep into her snatch. "Jesus, your cunt is cutting into me."
She stopped moving. "I want it in my ass. Stop. I'm changing positions."
Neither of them noticed that Lauren had left the door open. Now, eyes wide and heart pounding, Debby stared into the room and watched the fucking.
Mom and Clay, the little blonde thought. Jesus, what a family!
The teenager had been on her way to the bathroom when she heard a strange sound coming from Clay's room. She had investigated and been shocked to see her mother in bed with Clay.
She stifled a giggle as she watched Lauren climb into her hands and knees. I wonder what they're going to do, she thought, shivering with excitement. Mom and Clay. Me and Paul and now mom and Clay. She likes them young and I like them old. Crazy!
She barely breathed as she watched Clay kneel behind her mother and spread her asscheeks apart.
"Hurry and put it in," Lauren whispered. "Before your father wakes up and misses me."
Debby smiled. Maybe I ought to go up and keep dad company while mom's in here fucking Clay.
"Is the head good and wet?" Lauren said.
"Yeah, I think so."
"Put more cuntjuice on it."
Eyes shut tight, Clay swabbed his cockhead up and down her pussyslit. "It's good and wet now."
"Okay, stick it in and be careful. Jesus, I'm so hot I could come right now."
In the hall, Debby held her breath. She watched, mesmerized, as Clay positioned his cock against her mother's asshole.
Lauren tilted her ass up and now Debby could see her masturbating. Her own pussy throbbed hotly and she automatically began rubbing herself through her nightgown.
"I'm gonna shove it in," Clay said.
"Careful," Lauren said.
Go to it, Mom, Lauren thought with a giggle, squeezing her thighs around her hand and stroking her tits.
Lauren rubbed her clit as the boy slowly and carefully inserted his cock into her bung. She released her breath. It didn't hurt much.
"Now the rest," she breathed. "Give me all of it."
"Here goes," he said, ramming forward and drilling his cock into her bowels.
"Oh, God!" she panted, falling forward from the force of his thrust.
It's the most beautiful thing I ever saw, Debby thought, fascinated by the incestuous scene.
Clay moved his cock in and out of Lauren's huge-stretched brownie, fully awake now and very excited. He saw her fingers clawing at her pussy. She was a horny bitch. Even hornier than Amy.
"I'm almost there," Lauren said, ramming her ass back at his stroking dick. "Don't pull out when you come. I want it in me. Now!"
Debby's heart pounded as she watched her mother and stepbrother thrash around the bed. She ran back to her room then. She had seen enough.
CHAPTER SIX
Debby stood across the street from the house and gazed at the upstairs windows. She had seen Barry go in the back door five minutes before. Lauren was home alone and since Barry hadn't come out yet they were together. On a school day.
I'll bet she's fucking him too, the little blonde thought.
Hiding behind a large tree, she continued gazing up at her mother's bedroom window. She saw Lauren walk across the room once or twice, but there was no sign of Barry.
Maybe he just went home because he felt like it, Debby thought. Maybe they're not together. Maybe I'm just getting paranoid about the whole subject.
The street was quiet except for a few kids playing in a nearby yard. She didn't care if they saw her staring into the house looking for a sign that her mother was fucking both her stepsons.
She was amused by her mother's affairs. She hadn't caught her with Barry yet, but she had a hunch they were fucking because of the way Barry sniffed after her all the time. Like a dog in heat, Debby thought. The way dad sniffs after me.
Even now she could picture clearly the way Clay's prick had shot into her mother's asshole. Her cunt got damp just thinking about it and imagining how it felt to have his jism shooting into her ass.
With one more glance at the house, she crossed the street and slipped into the back door. She felt nervous now that she was nearing the stairs. It was quiet. Very quiet. She was positive that Barry and her mother were together.
She listened for a while. Five minutes passed. Then she tip-toed up the stairs and paused. The door to Barry's room was closed. Her mother's door was partway open.
Then she heard the sound of her mother moaning. She stopped, removed her shoes and crept to the open door. Flattening her body against the wall, she peeked into the room.
The little hairs on the back of her neck prickled. Her heart pounded so hard she thought she might pass out. Barry was in there with her mother. And they were in bed, locked in a hot embrace.
"Is it nice and hard?" Lauren said.
"Uhhhhh, yeah," Barry said.
"No, I mean really hard. I don't want it in me unless it's good and hard."
"I've got to get back to school in time for my next class."
"Don't think you're going to come in here and expect me to service you with a quickie."
"Aw, Mom, you said any time I was horny I could come to you."
"Yes, but I didn't mean at my expense. There, there, don't look so downcast. I want you to fuck me. It's just that sometimes a woman needs heating up."
"Want me to eat you?" His words were muffled by her tit which filled his mouth.
"We'll see. What you're doing is making my pussy melt."
Debby bit her lip to keep from giggling. How she wanted to make her presence known!
As she took in the scene on the bed, she slipped a finger into her mouth. Sucking on it like a nursing baby, she watched her mother guide Barry onto his back in the middle of the bed.
The boy still has his clothes on. He squirmed around as the fully dressed older woman knelt between his thighs. She sucked his cock noisily while she squeezed the root. Debby stared unblinking as her mother used the tip of her tongue to tease the teenaged boy's swollen cockhead.
"I'm getting very hot," Lauren purred.
"I sure hope you don't bring me off," Barry groaned, lurching around on the bed.
Mom's some cock sucker, Debby thought admiringly. I just hope that someday I can suck a cock like that.
She sucked her finger as if it were a cock, unconsciously imitating her mother. The throbbing in her pussy increased. He'll never make it back to school, she thought with a giggle. Not today, he won't.
She saw Barry's eyes roll back as he writhed around beneath Lauren's sucking mouth. "Jesus, Mom, you're sure going after it today."
"Shut up and let me suck," Lauren said, licking his shaft now and squeezing his prickknob.
Debby could see everything. Even though Barry was facing the door she knew he wouldn't see her. Her tits rose and fell as she tried to control the beating of her heart. Her eyes went wide when her mother held Barry's prick against her cheek and licked his balls.
"I certainly hope your school work isn't suffering because of me," Lauren said.
"Shit, no," Barry smirked.
"I feel guilty taking you away from your education."
"Aw, that's okay. It was just history."
"And your next class?" She slipped her lips over the tip of his prick.
The boy groaned and clutched her head. "Math!" he hissed.
Lauren giggled, climbed to her knees and slid her lips halfway down his shaft. Debby couldn't hear her next words, but she was certain Barry would miss his math class too.
The fact that she was cutting classes didn't faze Debby. Sex was more important than school. Sex is where it's at, she thought. And what's more important than learning from the older generation.
She thought about her stepfather and wondered what he would say if he knew his wife was fucking both his sons. She had no intention of telling him. She loved her mother and didn't blame her for fooling around.
If I had the nerve I'd go in there and join them, the little blonde thought.
"Wow!" she said, under her breath. Now that would be a kick.
But she didn't. Why ruin a good thing? Watching was a turn-on. She planned to think about how her mother looked sucking Barry's cock the next time she and her stepfather fucked.
Now she listened to the slurping sounds her mother made as she sucked and licked Barry's cock and balls. Barry grunted almost continually, heaving his ass up and trying to force his prick into her throat.
"Easy, easy," Lauren giggled, her tongue darting around and around the flared rim under his cockknob.
"Jesus, will you use your teeth on it?" he groaned.
Debby watched her mother nibble the sensitive flap of skin on the underside of the boy's cock.
"How's this?" Lauren said.
"Jesus, I'm coming!" the teenager cried.
In the hall, Debby watched the whitish stream of jism shoot into her mother's open mouth. Lauren left her mouth open so some of it dripped out again, but she swallowed most of it and looked like she was enjoying herself immensely.
She continued licking Barry's cockhead at intervals and pumping his shaft. When he stopped thrusting, she clamped her lips around his still-rigid cock and slowly dragged them to the root of his meat.
Debby's hands felt clammy and her pussy dripped with juice. What's mom gonna do now? she thought.
She didn't stay to find out. She tiptoed down the stairs, let herself out the back door and ran all the way back to school.
* * *
It was after three o'clock when Lauren awakened. Stretching contentedly, she reached out and touched Barry's leg.
The little darling, she thought. He never did make his math class.
Yawning, she rolled onto her side and gazed at the sleeping boy. She had come while she sucked him off. She had come without getting fucked. What a surprise! What a delightful surprise!
And how lovely to have two stepsons here in the house to fuck and suck with. She was a lucky woman. Paul even seemed more amorous lately. More loving and content with life.
Before she dropped off to sleep she insisted they undress. Since Barry was naked under the covers, she couldn't resist reaching underneath and feeling around for his prick.
She held it in her hand and lightly caressed it. He stirred in his sleep, but didn't awaken. She became bolder, unable to resist sticking her head under the covers and kissing his cock.
He mumbled something in his sleep as she kissed the tip of his cock sensuously. She wet it down with her tongue and paused while he moaned in his sleep.
He flung an arm out, hitting her in the shoulder. She swirled her tongue around his cockhead with feather-like strokes. In his sleep he spread his legs apart and stroked her head.
Meanwhile her tongue was coaxing his cock into erection. It was growing thicker and harder and his cockhead glistened with saliva.
"Mom?"
He's awake, she thought, pushing the blanket away from her head. "What, darling?"
"What time is it?"
"Too late for you to go back to school."
"What are you doing?"
"I'm making your cock nice and hard."
"I'm sorry I didn't get to fuck you before."
"That's all right. I enjoyed sucking you." He yawned sleepily and scratched his chest. "But you didn't get fucked."
"I had a nice orgasm while I sucked you."
"You did?"
"Yes, and now I want your cock inside me so I'm just going to have to bring it up again."
"Shit, you're too much," he mumbled, grinning.
The horny stepmother fastened her lips to his cocktip. She suctioned it into her mouth and felt the shaft come to life.
Barry groaned and stretched his legs. "That feels good," he said. "It's getting stiff, isn't it?"
"You bet. Don't you worry, I'll make it hard again."
"You always do."
She squeezed his ass and ran a series of kisses up and down his shaft. "That'll do it," she said, mounting the boy. "It'll get harder once it's inside me."
Strong thighs straddling him, she squatted down. She held his half-hard cock against the mouth of her cunt and with one sharp thrust buried it inside her.
"Oh, yeah!" he breathed.
"Mmmmmm," she said, licking her lips.
Her pussy was so wet her juice spilled out and dribbled onto his balls. As she raised and lowered her ass, her pussy engulfed the boy's cock. Slurping sounds filled the room. Her tits bounced as she maneuvered her pussy over his cock.
"Open your eyes and look at me," she said. "What?"
"I like you to watch me when I fuck you."
"You're so damn pretty."
She tightened the grip of her cunt around his cock-root. "How's that, darling?"
"Jesus, Mom, it's great. Feels like a tight glove."
"Don't move around. I'll do all the work."
"It's hard to just lie here."
"Do it for me."
Bending from the waist, she kissed him. While their tongues danced, she took his hands and placed them on her tits.
"Squeeze them," she said, suctioning his lower lip into her mouth.
The boy was groaning now, his eyes half shut and his breathing rapid. "Your cunt feels so tight," he said.
"Fuck me, Son."
"Here." He swung his ass off the bed, plunging his prick deep inside her cuntgash.
"Mmmmmm, I love it."
Holding her by the tits, he bucked his ass up and down as he stroked. She bent over and kissed his eyes and nose and mouth. Hoarse grunts escaped her lips as she rode him. Up and down, up and down, she bounced and he thrust.
"Fuck mother good," she said, frenching him deeply.
"Can I get on top now?"
She straightened her legs. "Yes, roll on top of me." In a moment the teenager was gazing down at her and ramming his cock into her cunt.
He dug his fingers into her ass as he stroked. "I think I'm gonna come."
"No, not yet!" Using all her strength, she pushed him over.
"Why'd you do that?" he said.
Panting like a dog, the horny mother stretched out on her belly and took the boy's juice-coated cock into her hand.
"Let me lick it up," she whispered.
His cock stood out stiffly from his groin. She tasted herself on his meat, wrapped her arm around his ass and buried her face against his cock and balls.
"Kiss me," she said after a moment, crawling over him and kissing him hard.
His tongue probed the depths of her mouth and he hungrily sucked her lips. He shook all over as they clung together, his prick pressing against her beaver. When it slipped inside and nestled against her cuntfolds, he kissed her more fervently.
"Now, baby, now," she moaned. "Stick it in and finish me off."
"I wanna get on top."
"Yes, yes, get on top and fuck me into the ground. Stick your gorgeous cock into me and make me see stars."
"Jesus, Mom, you're the greatest fuck." Mounting her, he expertly wedged his cockhead into her pussy.
"Wait!"
"Oh, Jesus, I can't!"
She closed her legs and wouldn't let him thrust. Squealing, she raised her legs. "Put it in my asshole."
"Oh, shit!" he muttered, quickly positioning his cock inside her asscrack. "Oh, shit, your asshole!"
She instinctively tensed up when he pushed his cock inside her ass. The worst part was over when his cockhead inched inside. After that the pain dissipated and sheer pleasure filled her very being.
He left his cock imbedded in her ass without moving. "Okay? You okay, Mom?"
"Yes, I'm okay. Start fucking."
She managed to move a hand between them and stick two fingers into her pussy. They strained together as the delicious sensations of the double penetration surged through her.
"Oh, my God, it's good," she cried.
The teenager responded by pounding his cock into the depths of her asshole, slamming into her so forcefully her teeth chattered.
"It's good, huh, Mom?" he panted, after a while. "It's the best fuck we ever had, huh?"
"Yes, the best. Oh, God, don't stop!" She rolled her head from side to side, squirming wildly as her orgasm approached.
She cried out when she came. One orgasm ended and another began. Her fingers flew in and out of her pussy as his cock flew in and out of her ass.
"I love fucking your ass," the boy cried, cramming his cock into her widely stretched shit-chute.
"Ooooooh, baby, come inside me! Come inside me and give me a sweet old enema! It's so fucking good!"
"Jesus, here I go," the teenager muttered, eyes closed and teeth clenched.
"Give it to me! Give me everything you've got! Split my asshole in two, you little cocksman!"
Hips churning, the lusty teenager drove his stiff cock into his stepmother's ass, stiffened and shot his load into her depths.
Stream after stream of warm jizz squirted into her asshole. It warmed her all over, setting off fresh sparks in her pussy.
"Cream me, Son, cream me," she whimpered after he collapsed on top of her.
"Wow, that was some fuck, huh, Mom?"
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Why can't Amy do it?"
"Because you're the oldest."
"What about the boys? They never have to do anything around here."
"They're boys, that's why. And when I tell you to do something, damn it, do it!"
Debby and Lauren were fighting again. Lauren was going to visit her sick sister in another state and was leaving Debby in charge of the house. The petite blonde was furious with her mother. Now she stamped her foot.
"I won't fix dinner," she said.
"Yes, you will," Lauren said, equally determined.
"And if I do it'll be because I want to, not because you're telling me to."
Lauren stifled a smile. "Just as long as you have dinner on the table for your father and sister and brothers, darling," she thrilled.
"Damn it, Mother, the boys get away with murder."
"When you have your own children, you can raise them your way."
Debby's eyes narrowed. "They're not really your kids, like Amy and me."
Lauren's eyes flashed. "They're as good as mine."
"Maybe you're in love with them. Maybe you're hot for their bods."
Lauren took a step toward the girl. "Why, you little. I ought to ... "
"Oh, Mother, I was just kidding."
Lauren glared at her. "I should hope so," she sniffed. "Now, be sure to follow the instructions I left for you. Meatloaf, mashed potatoes, green beans and a tossed salad."
"How about pizza?"
"Don't be fresh. I'm leaving now. Remember, the boys will be home precisely at six and they'll be hungry. Your father will be a little later. I'll depend on you to be the happy homemaker while I'm away." Kissing her oldest daughter on the forehead, Lauren left the house.
Alone, Debby stuck her tongue out. The way that woman coddled the boys was enough to make a person puke.
She had no intention of fixing dinner. Deliberately tearing up her mother's list of instructions, she changed into a bikini, climbed onto her bike and rode to the beach.
Later that night Amy and the boys went to a movie. Debby assumed she and Paul would have a long, lazy session in bed, but when he surprised her by saying he needed a nap she went up to her room and watched television.
By eight o'clock she decided to confront him. Marching down the hall, she knocked on the door to his room. When there was no answer, she carefully opened it. He was sleeping. Disappointed, she closed the door and quietly returned to her room.
Was he angry at her about something? She and Lauren had been fighting a lot lately. Was her mother complaining about her to Paul and was he taking sides?
But he loves me, the teenager thought. I'm the one he loves to fuck, not her.
I won't think about it now, she thought. It's making my head ache.
When she wanted to relax, she showered and washed her hair. Now she went to the bathroom, stripped her clothes off and stepped into the shower.
She couldn't clear her mind of Paul and how moody he had been at dinner. She had to find out what was bothering him. If he was angry at her, she wanted to know.
Maybe it's because I didn't cook dinner like Mom wanted and because I left the dishes on the table. It's not fair for me to have to do all the shit work around here, but if dad's mad I'll do every damn dish in the house.
She was beginning to feel anxious. She realized how much she loved Paul, not just as a lover, but as a father.
After she dried off she towel-dried her hair and rubbed lotion onto her body. Back in her room, she slipped into a pair of shortie pajamas and stole down the hall to her parents' room.
When she peeked inside, she saw that Paul hadn't changed positions. Closing the door behind her, she moved toward the bed.
She gazed down at him. Do I love him like a man or like a father? she thought. She stared at him for several more moments and then sat down on the edge of the bed.
"Daddy," she whispered.
Paul's breathing was regular and he didn't stir. She thought it was strange that he'd undressed completely for a nap. Maybe he was sick.
She felt his forehead. It felt cool. Kicking her slippers off, she brought her legs up on the bed and carefully slipped them under the covers.
Paul was stretched out on his back. His cock lay across one thigh. It was limp. His ball-bag was limp too and almost fragile looking.
Debby's pussy moistened. She knew all how full his ball-bag became when he was excited and how thick and long his cock was when it was hard.
She studied his genitals carefully. She seldom had a chance to study then when they were flaccid. She always made his cock hard within minutes.
Why was he so quiet at dinner? she thought again. I've got to know. If he wakes up I'll ask him. He has to tell me. If he loves me, really loves me, he has to.
She snuggled closer to him then, pulling the covers up and lying on her side next to him. She dragged her fingernails over his belly and chest. He sighed softly when she touched his cock-bush.
She waited a moment and then very gently lifted his prick. Even limp it felt so good. She was fascinated with cocks. She thought she might be in love with her stepfather.
Her thoughts flowed, one into another. As she fantasized about someday marrying Paul, she began moving her tiny fist up and down his prick.
From time to time he sighed deeply, but he showed no sign of awakening. For a while his cock remained soft, but eventually it began to stir.
She wanted him to wake up. She wanted him to wake up and find her in his bed. Her hand became bolder. As his cock grew it began filling her hand, almost overflowing it.
The little blonde was getting very excited. Her golden-thatched pussy itched and her tits tingled. But still Paul slept.
"Dad?" she whispered.
"Uh?"
"Are you up?"
"Uh?"
Rolling over, he lay on his side facing her, still sound asleep.
Debby was determined to awaken him. Sliding down until her face was inches from his crotch, she flicked her tongue over his cockhead.
"Wake up, Dad," she whispered.
Paul snored.
She touched one finger to his balls and then to his jizz-slit. She kissed the tip and then took the head in her mouth.
His eyes opened. "How long have you been here?" he said.
She threw her arms around him. "About a half hour."
Scratching his chest, he glanced at his watch. "I was in a deep sleep."
She ran a series of kisses over his face. "I was sucking your cock," she said.
"Yeah, I can feel it."
"Are you mad at me?"
He hesitated. "Honey, we've got to talk."
"But are you mad?"
"No. I love you very much. Jesus, get your hand away from there!"
"No." She skinned his cock, crawled down between his legs and began licking his balls. "We'll talk later. I'm horny. Let's fuck."
"Hey ... Oh, shit, okay, let's fuck. But then we've got to get a few things straight."
They kissed. The teenaged girl's tongue slipped into his mouth. He sucked on it hungrily, chest heaving as he pulled her on top of him.
"I want you to obey your mother," he said, placing his hand on her tit.
"I love you," she giggled happily. "I've been so horny for you, Dad."
"That's what I want to talk to you about."
"Kiss me!" she hissed.
"You can't get too attached to me," he mumbled through her tongue.
If he knew mom was fucking both his sons he wouldn't say that, she thought.
"You don't have to say it," she said, fondling his cock. "I know you're married to my mother. You don't have to keep reminding me."
He groaned. After a moment he spoke. "I tried. God knows, I tried. Jesus, your skin's so soft. Just like velvet."
"Touch me there again. I love when you touch me there."
"God, I'm a shit."
She squeezed his balls. "Who's arguing?"
Climbing to her knees between his legs, the teenage sexpot pumped his prick. She gripped the root and then clamped her lips around the head.
"Good sucking," he said. "But I meant what I said. Don't forget I love your mother and she loves me. Don't get any crazy ideas."
"Delicious," she sighed. "Just delicious."
He held her head now and she drooled around his cock as she sucked it. He watched his prickshaft disappear inside her mouth and then watched it appear slick with her saliva.
"You drive me crazy," he said, lacing his fingers through her still-damp blonde hair.
"You drive me crazy too." She squeezed his nuts until he groaned.
"Suck it. Take it all the way."
His cock pulsated against the roof of her mouth. She sensed his excitement and knew he wouldn't last long.
She didn't mind. The thought of swallowing down his jism made her mouth water. Perspiration appeared on his forehead as he thrust his cock halfway down her throat.
"I'm gonna come in your mouth, sweetheart," he said.
"I'm going to stick my finger in your ass."
"Yeah, do that."
The pressure was building in his prick. He had tried avoiding his stepdaughter by going to sleep. He was becoming too attached to her and he knew it wasn't healthy.
I'll cool it, he told himself as he pushed more of his cock into her mouth. I'll find someone else to bring some variety to my life. Maybe Amy. Yeah, that's not a bad idea. She'd a doll too and looks like a hot one.
When Debby saw Paul smile, she swung her ass around. "Masturbate me," she said, spreading her legs wide.
He quickly thrust two fingers into her snatch and wiggled them around. "Hot damn," he snickered. "Juicy pussy."
Suddenly her mouth was filled with jism. He humped his ass, grunted as he came. More, more, she thought, gulping down his jizz. I just can't get enough of this stuff.
"Oh, fuck," he groaned, throwing his legs out stiffly.
She continued sucking on his cock long after his balls were milked. When she reluctantly released it, he pulled her against him.
"Maybe you ought to get out of here now. The kids will be home soon."
"What? You want me to leave now?"
He yawned. "Yeah, we don't want the kids to find you in here."
"I'm not leaving," she said, clinging to him.
He patted her ass absently. "Well, don't make any noise."
"You haven't fucked me yet."
He cleared his throat. "I'm not one of those young studs who can keep getting it up. You shouldn't have brought me off."
She sighed deeply. "You can always eat me."
He fingered her pussy. "You want me to do that."
"No, I'll make your cock hard again."
Kneeling between his legs, she took his cock back into her mouth. She liked bringing him up again. She liked the feeling of power it gave her to make his cock good and stiff.
She dug her fingers into his balls and licked every inch of his prick. He lay still, eyes closed and head thrown back. Suddenly a smile broke out on his face.
"I think it's coming up."
She stopped sucking and pumped it. "I really want to get fucked, Dad."
She's just like her mother, Paul thought. They're all alike, these broads. Always looking to get fucked.
"Get over here and I'll fuck you," he said, climbing to his knees.
The teenager flopped onto her hands and knees. "Put it in doggy-style."
She heard him breathing hard and knew he was jacking off. After a while he slammed into her only to pull out again.
"I want your ass," he said, prying her asscheeks open
"Oooooh, yeahhhh!"
In a moment his cock was buried to the hilt inside her ass. He had no trouble entering her and since his cock was lubricated with her cunt-juice it didn't hurt much.
"Fuck me, Dad," she moaned, hugging a pillow.
"I'm fucking you on your mother's bed," he grunted, pulling out of her ass and thrusting into her cunt.
"You're double dipping me," she giggled.
"How's this?" He heaved into her shitter and without pausing pulled out and rammed into her cunt.
"I love it!" she squealed. "I love it!"
The pleasure was incredible. She slipped into one orgasm after the other. When exhaustion set in, he pulled out, his hard-on intact.
He stretched out on his back, his face turned away from the teenaged girl. She forced his arm around her and kissed him.
"You're still hard," she murmured.
"Yeah, I know it." He took his cock in his fist when she tried touching it.
"Why don't you let me do that?"
"It's not that I don't want you to."
"Daddy, are you feeling guilty?" Her hand was on his cock again, stroking and fondling and squeezing it lovingly.
"Yeah, a little."
She almost told him about Lauren and the boys, but some inner voice told her to keep her mother's secret. Instead she bent down and took his bloated cockhead into her mouth.
"Well, don't," she said, flicking her tongue rapidly around the flared rim under his cockknob.
"Oh, fuck, baby, that's good."
He pulled her over him, kissing her lips hungrily and squeezing her ass. She responded by straddling his thighs and rubbing up against his cock.
"Put it in," she whimpered.
He entered her quickly, pushing his big cock all the way into her tight cunt. Each thrust sent flames soaring through her entire being.
She came quickly. Still inside her, he rolled over and assumed the missionary position.
"Fuck that cock, baby," he chanted.
"I love you, Daddy."
"I love you too, baby. Your cunt is so nice and tight. Jesus, it's driving me crazy."
"Ummmmm, can we do it again tomorrow?"
"We'll see." But his resolve was gone. He knew he would fuck her at every opportunity while Lauren was away.
He thrust in and out with short jabbing strokes. Each stroke caused her cuntfolds to rub against her clit. She cried out with ecstasy each time another wondrous sensation surged through her.
"Fuck me!" she cried, totally out of control. "Keep fucking me."
CHAPTER EIGHT
When Lauren's sister got well, she started home. She gave a lot of thought to Debby on the drive home and decided she had been too hard on the youngster.
She would have a long talk with her when she got home. Maybe they would go out to lunch. She had relied on Debby too much over the years. And maybe she let the boys off too easy precisely because they weren't her real sons.
As she drove up to the house she felt a surge of happiness. It was nice to be home. She ran to the door and knocked, half hoping everyone would be home to greet her.
Debby opened the door. She looked adorable. Mother and daughter embraced. Debby had tears in her eyes.
"I really missed you, Mom."
"I missed you, too."
"I'll bet you're tired from all the driving."
"Just let me put my things down and catch my breath. How did everything go while I was away?"
The look on her mother's face puzzled the teenager. "Dad missed you a lot," she said slowly. "We all did. Hey, how would a can of beer taste right about now?"
Lauren nodded. She kicked her shoes off and sat down on the living room sofa while Debby went for the beer.
"Sit down," Lauren said when Debby returned with a six pack. "I think we need to talk."
Debby's eyes clouded over. Instead of sitting down, she began pacing back and forth. "No, I didn't follow your instructions. In fact I threw them away."
Lauren took a big gulp of her beer. "That's not what I want to talk about. I don't care about that. I realize now I put too much of a burden on you."
Debby sank down on a lounge chair and threw her legs onto the hassock. "You mean you're not mad that we had pizza almost every night you were gone?"
Lauren groaned. "I don't give a damn."
Mother and daughter sat quietly for a few minutes. Lauren had never felt closer to her oldest daughter.
"May I be honest with you," she finally said.
Debby's heart pounded. "Sure," she said, nodding.
"I really missed you all while I was away." Lauren began crying. "I never realized before how much you all mean to me."
"Don't cry, Mom. We still love you."
"Oh, dear, I'm being so silly."
"Can I get you another beer?"
"No, I think I've had enough. Come sit next to me, dear. It's been a long time since we spent time alone, just the two of us."
But when Debby moved to the sofa Lauren jumped up and began walking back and forth in front of the windows.
"What's the matter, Mom? Why are you so jumpy?"
Lauren hesitated. For the hundredth time she realized how pretty Debby was becoming. "I think maybe I'm just horny," Lauren said.
Debby's eyebrows shot up. She blinked. "Well, dad'll be home in a few hours."
"Yes, he will, won't he?"
"Mother, are you all right?"
The older woman sat down next to her daughter. She took her hand and stroked the palm. "Does it bother you when I say that?"
"Not really."
"We're both women and it wouldn't hurt for us to confide in each other. Anyway, you know what I mean when I say I'm horny. When I was your age it used to drive me crazy. There were other girls, too. Sometimes we played with each other."
"You mean--"
"That's right. Does it shock you? Or maybe it turns you on. It sure turns me on to talk about it. I never realized until this moment that talking to my own daughter turns me on."
"Mother, do you know what you're saying?" The little blonde drew back.
"Have you ever wanted to make-love with another woman? Oh, don't look so shocked. I know you're not a virgin. But have you ever wanted to experiment with another girl?"
Debby's throat felt dry. "I'm not sure. I never thought about it."
"I feel so close to you, darling." Lauren held tight to the girl's hand. "While I was driving back here, I was thinking that I want to experience something with you. Something that will create a bond between us. Why don't we do something together? You do know what I mean, don't you?"
"Me?" Debby's voice was a hushed whisper.
Rising up, Lauren began undressing. "Yes, you." Her tits heaved as she began unbuttoning her blouse. "You don't have to do anything. Just let me make love to you, angel. Let me hold you and kiss you. Make you feel wonderful."
Her blouse was off and she started removing her panties. Debby's heart pounded. She had seen her mother naked dozens of times, but this was different.
"Mom, your tits are so beautiful," she breathed.
"You don't think they droop too much?"
"They're gorgeous."
"Come on honey, let's go upstairs."
In Debby's room, Lauren removed her garter belt and stockings. Debby openly stared at her mother's naked body. No wonder the boys loved to fuck her. She really was gorgeous.
Lauren felt Debby's eyes on her. There was fear in her eyes and excitement too. Taking the girl into her arms, the older woman kissed her mouth and stroked her tits.
"My little girl," Lauren said. "I'm really in the mood for this. I'm glad it's you, darling, and not some strange girl."
"Oh, Mom, it feels funny, but it's nice."
Lauren slipped her hand inside Debby's tee-shirt and bra and fondled her naked tit. "How many boys have done this to your pretty titties?" she smiled.
"Oh, Mom, I'm getting so hot!"
Together they pulled the tee-shirt over Debby's head and unhooked her bra. When her daughter's tits were bare, Lauren tasted first one nipple and then the other.
"Darling, I think we're about to have a wild adventure," Lauren said, opening her mouth wide and stuffing it with tit.
As her mother ticked and sucked her tits, the teenager finished undressing. "God, Mom, this is wild, but I love it," she giggled.
Lauren's heart fluttered as she gazed down at the girl's blonde pussy. For the first time she wondered if Paul had ever gotten lost in that sweet forest.
"Hold me," Lauren said, clinging to the girl.
Debby wrapped her arms around her mother's neck. "You feel different from a boy," she whispered.
When Debby stood on her tip-toes, their pussies met. Giggling, they climbed onto the bed where the difference in their height wouldn't matter.
Lauren treated Debbie tike a delicate flower. She made the girl lay down flat on her back and she spread her thighs wide apart. The teenager's cunt opened up, sweet and petal-tike and very, very moist.
Debby trembled with passion. She loved the way her mother was looking at her. They were both horny women. She felt a bond with her mother, a warmth that made words unnecessary. She knew Lauren felt it too.
"I think we're on the same wave-length," Lauren said when Debby spread her legs further apart.
"I know we are," Debbie said, smiting crookedly as she held her cuntlips open with her thumbs.
Lauren sank down onto her belly, moved her hands under the girl's ass and examined her pussy. What she saw excited her. The girl's pussy was both virginal and erotic. And she wanted to taste it.
Moving her hands to Debbie's inner thighs, Lauren sniffed her fragrance and moved her lips closer to her trench. Debby continued holding her cuntlips open and exposing the raw meat of her pussy.
"Do you think it's pretty?" Debby said.
"I think it's beautiful."
"I'm very excited."
"I can tell. You're very wet."
"Touch me, Mother."
"Yes, darling." Lauren stirred one finger around her daughter's pussy. "It's like sweet mush," she giggled.
Debby groaned. "Stick your finger in me." Nostrils flaring, she closed her eyes and waited for the penetration.
Lauren slipped her forefinger into the girl's cunthole. Her pussy was tight and it gripped her finger forcefully.
"Mother!" Debby sighed.
Lauren stirred her finger around the girl's twat while Debby grimaced with raw lust. "Open your eyes and look at me," Lauren said. "We'll both remember this moment for the rest of our lives. Remember that, darling."
"I will, Mom."
The girl trembled slightly when Lauren began kissing her velvety inner thighs. She continued fingering her pussy, but each kiss brought her lips closer to the crimson cuntsplit.
The air was heavy with the pungent smell of ripe pussy. It engulfed Lauren's senses. She was filled with love for her daughter as she pressed her lips into the girl's blonde pussymuff.
The teenager moaned when Lauren extended her tongue and slowly wagged it from side to side. Lauren felt a thrill surge through her when Debby's pussylips melted against her mouth.
She moved her tongue up and down the girl's cunt slit. Every swipe of her tongue brought a groan from Debby's throat.
She licked the juicy folds of Debby's cunt and dug her fingers into her ass. She loved Debby's strong response. The girl moaned with abandon and clutched at Lauren's hair.
"I never felt like this before," Debby said.
"Me either, honey." Lauren's voice was muffled by Debby's pussy.
"I'll never forget it."
"Neither of us will."
Lauren was amazed at how easily she took to cunt-lapping. All her life she'd been taught lesbian love was a perversion. But she didn't feel like a pervert. And she loved giving another woman pleasure--especially when that woman was her own flesh and blood.
Now she lifted Debby's legs and tilted her ass up. She gazed at the girl's winking asshole. It looked delicious and she was eager to taste it.
Debby raised her legs and opened herself up to her mother's tongue. First Lauren licked the sensitive flesh separating the girl's asshole and cunthole. She licked her tightly locked asshole and quickly flicked her tongue back to her cuntgash.
"Oh, Mom, this is wild," Debby giggled.
"I'm going to stick my tongue in your asshole," Lauren said.
"Oh, God, I bet you are!"
Lauren swiped her tongue over the girl's asshole and each swipe made the puckered hole tremble. When she stiffened her tongue and pushed the tip down on her ass, the girl trembled violently.
"I can't believe you're going to stick your tongue in there," Debby said.
Just then Lauren's tongue entered Debby's asshole. Lauren quickly shoved a finger into Debby's cunt to double the stimulation.
"Jesus, your tongue is in there," Debby said, her face contorted with lust.
Lauren had never been more aroused. Watching her beautiful blonde daughter writhe around, watching her tits wobble from side to side, made her own pussy throb.
Lauren suddenly realized that Debby was ready to come. She was at the edge, ready to explode.
Pulling her tongue out of the blonde's ass, she went to work on her clit. Debby shrieked as she came, bucking her ass and thrashing her legs in the air.
Lauren held onto her tightly, following her writhing pussy relentlessly. After a few moments of wild twisting and gyrating Debby used all her strength to push her mother's head away. Then she rolled onto her side in the fetal position and rested.
It was a while before she opened her eyes and faced her mother. Meanwhile Lauren lay next to her, lightly stroking her tits and ass and helping her down from her high.
When Debby turned around, she buried her face in Lauren's bosom. "I never felt so close to you, Mom."
"I know, honey," Lauren said, still stroking her ass. "I feel the same way."
What Lauren didn't say was that she was highly aroused. She wanted the girl to give what she had just gotten, but she didn't want to ask for it.
She didn't have to. As Lauren caressed her, Debby began kissing her mother's tits. Soon she was licking and sucking her nipples. It wasn't the licking and sucking of a child. It was the mouth of a woman making-love to another woman.
Lauren relished the feelings surging through her. The taste of the girl's cunt was still in her mouth. She felt it in her pores and her nostrils. It permeated her very being.
Debby was sucking her tits more feverishly. Lauren knew now that the girl would give her a good cuntlapping. To encourage her, Lauren gently pushed her head down in the direction of her cunt.
"Mom?" Debby said.
"What, honey?"
The girl hesitated. "I love you."
Lauren stroked her cheek. Her sweet face was flushed and damp with perspiration. "Only if you want to, baby," she whispered.
"I want to, Mom."
"Do you?"
"It's just that ..." Her voice trailed off.
"Go on and dig right in," Lauren said. "That's the only way to go. That's what I did when I ate you. Just go on and shove your face into it. It won't bite. Honest."
Debby's face turned crimson. She reached up and began licking Lauren's tits again.
"That's very nice, darling," Lauren said, "but right now what Mother needs is attention a few inches down."
Debby sucked Lauren's nipples for a few more moments. This time she drew her tits into her mouth. Lauren cradled her head and sighed deeply.
Let her suck my tits a while longer, she thought. She'll get down there to where I live eventually.
As Debby sucked and licked, Lauren watched her expression change. She'll wind up with her face between my legs and she'll love it too, Lauren thought.
What kind of mother am I? I fuck my sons and now my daughter. Then she giggled to herself. Well, why not? Sex is the most natural thing in the world. Why not keep it in the family?
Debby was obviously getting excited again. She took to tit-licking easily and soon had Lauren moaning.
"Oh, baby, you know how to suck a tit," Lauren said. "Aaaahhhh, yes, lick it like that. Oh, God, you're going to make me come with that tongue of yours!"
Soon Lauren was writhing with excitement and Debby hadn't even touched her pussy. But her tit-licking was so enthusiastic that Lauren was getting off on it.
"Suck it gently," Lauren crooned, arching her back and pushing her tits into the girl's face.
Then, finally, Debby moved down. First down to her belly and then down to her bush. From there it was just a moment before she pushed her mother's thighs apart and put her lips to her cuntgash.
"Oh, Lord!" Lauren hissed when Debby's tongue split her cunt lips in two.
Lauren had always loved being eaten, but men sometimes used their tongues too aggressively. Debby's tongue was gentle and velvety. And she was playing Lauren's cunt as if it were a delicate musical instrument.
"Oh, baby, I love what you're doing with your tongue," Lauren said.
She squirmed in ecstasy as the girl slowly thrust two fingers into her snatch and wiggled them around.
"I want to make you come the way you made me come," Debby said.
"You keep that up and you will," Lauren said.
While Debby finger-fucked her, she used her silken tongue on her clit. Lauren squirmed her ass and clamped her strong thighs around the girl's head.
"Don't stop," Lauren cried, opening and closing her legs. "Don't you dare stop."
Debby didn't stop, even after Lauren came and tried pushing her head away. By the time she raised her head from Lauren's cuntgash the older woman was exhausted.
"Come here and hold me," Lauren said, holding her arms out toward her child. "That was the best cunt-lap I ever had."
CHAPTER NINE
"You want me to what?" Paul was startled by his young stepdaughter's request.
Amy smiled, composed and confident. "I want you to fuck me, Daddy Paul," she repeated.
Paul took a step back. "Are you sure you don't want to give this some more thought?"
Amy followed him, smiling cockily. "Let's get into bed, Dad. I've given it plenty of thought."
"This is crazy."
She pressed against him. "But I'm perfectly serious."
"I believe you are."
She rubbed her tits against his chest. "Come on. You fuck around a lot. I know you do. So why not me?"
"Come here," he growled, pulling her against him. He took hold of her long red hair, gazed into her eyes and kissed her. "Jesus, what a family I married into."
The girl trembled. "Come on, let's get into bed."
"Wait a minute. I haven't said I'm willing."
"I know you're fucking Debby."
"Debby's different."
"Why, because I'm a year younger?"
"Your mother would kill me."
"Mother doesn't have to know."
"Maybe you ought to start with boys your own age."
She lifted her eyebrows and giggled. "Start?"
He visibly relaxed. "Okay, so you've done your share of fucking around."
"Mmmmmm, yes. And do you want to know who I've been fucking?"
He groaned. "No, don't tell me."
He knows, she thought.
Her pussy was on fire. She had wanted her stepfather to fuck her for months and she was determined to have him. Now.
"You know you want me," she said. He was caressing her tits. It was only a matter of time before they would wind up in bed.
"What makes you think I want you?" His voice was huskier than usual.
He was pinching her nipple through her clothes. "Can you honestly say you don't?"
"You know damn well I can't."
Looking him squarely in the eye, she moved her hand over his crotch. "It's getting hard, isn't it?"
"What do you think?" Taking a deep breath, he kissed her again.
"Give me your tongue," she said, still stroking his crotch.
He grabbed her by the arms and yanked her closer. She stopped stroking his crotch, but pressed her mouth hotly to his.
"Don't you know what's been going on around here?" she said.
He groaned. "I don't want to know."
She moaned when he plunged his tongue nonstop into her mouth. "Let's get into bed," she said.
He released her so abruptly she almost fell. "No," he said. "We'll stay here."
She glanced around the den. "You're right. Why go upstairs and hide?"
She stretched out on the sofa and smiled seductively. He brought his prick out and approached her. She reached for it.
"Take it," he said.
"It's beautiful, Dad."
He eased his body over hers. "Unbutton your blouse."
When her blouse was open, he cupped her braless tits and sucked one into his mouth. As he kissed and licked the lust-swollen nub he moved his free hand between her legs.
She cradled his head to her chest as he stroked and caressed her warm inner thighs. "I've wanted you to fuck me for so long," she said.
"I've got to fuck you now," he rasped, yanking her panties down and positioning his prick between her thighs. "You sure you want this?"
"What do you think?" Her nostrils flared with passion.
"I think you want it." He guided his huge cockhead to the gaping mouth of her cunt.
"Put it in," she sighed as his cock parted her slick cuntfolds.
"Oh, Jesus!" He gazed down at her sweetly innocent face. "Here goes."
She lay perfectly still while he entered her. Only when his cock was imbedded inside her did she open her eyes and begin undulating her hips.
"It's so big," she said, eyes wide and cheeks pink.
He pulled partway out and then plunged in again. "Is it good?" he said.
Head rolling from side to side, she moaned hoarsely. "Yes, yes, it's good."
Letting herself go completely, she felt the full length of his meat inside her. He was bigger than his sons. And his balls were bigger too.
"You're in me so deep," she said, writhing in ecstasy.
"I sure am. You asked for it. Don't yell rape now."
"I wouldn't do that."
"Open your eyes and look at me."
Long lashes framing her eyes, she gazed up at him. "I'm looking."
"You're not sorry?"
"No. Fuck me, Dad. Fuck my cunt until I come."
"Oh, shit!"
He began fucking her. The teenager watched his cock get slick with her juices each time it withdrew from her hot little pussy.
His cock rasped against her clit with every stroke. Everything he did felt good to the horny youngster.
The sofa springs shook as they bounced up and down in their mutual race for sexual release. She closed her eyes when he bent down and began sucking her tits again.
He thrust his prick in and out of her succulent pussy. He left tooth marks on her tits as he devoured them.
"Let me know when you're ready to make it," he said.
"I will. Mmmmmm, I will."
"Kiss me, baby."
"Daddy!"
His teeth tore at her lips and she welcomed his saliva in her mouth. "If I pull out now we can do something else," he said.
"Do you want me to blow you?"
He stopped thrusting. "Yeah, I sure do."
"Get off and I'll get between your legs."
When he pulled out, his cock pointed straight up. His pants were still around his knees so she yanked them off and climbed between his legs.
"You just lie there and I'll suck your cock until you want me to stop," she said.
"And then I'll eat you, honey. That's what you want, isn't it?"
Lowering her head, she began licking his cockshaft hungrily. "If you want to, but I don't care. I'm so horny I'll be ready to fuck again when you are."
Paul smiled to himself. What a bunch of broads they are.
Beginning at the thick trunk of his prick, Amy licked with long loving strokes of her moist pink tongue. Her own excitement built when she saw the look on his face.
"You're terrific, honey," he said. "The way you're ticking my cock is terrific."
"I love it." She darted her tongue up and down his shaft and around his taut, crimson cockhead. "I sometimes tike it even better than fucking."
"Jesus, I never figured you'd be after me."
"I guess you thought Debby was the sexpot in our family." She flicked her tongue into his cockbush and over his balls.
"She's the one who comes on strong."
"Well, now you know you've got me too."
She felt his balls tighten up as she drenched them with saliva and ticked them relentlessly. She sucked one of his nuts into her mouth and held it there a moment.
"Watch it," Paul said. "Easy with the balls. Jesus, you've got a fantastic way with your tongue. Where'd you learn to do that?"
"Maybe it just runs in the family."
He groaned. "Jesus Christ!"
Taking a deep breath, the redheaded teenager slid the ring of her lips down to the base of his cock. She paused momentarily and then began mouth-fucking him in earnest.
Paul grunted from time to time as she bobbed her head up and down. When his cock threatened to explode, she released it and buried her nose in his cockbush.
The little redhead teenager felt her juices flow. Her puffy cuntlips throbbed as her lips and tongue and teeth worked their spell on his prick. The excitement building deep within her as she sucked her stepfather's cock made her tremble.
She held his shaft with one hand and moved her free hand to her pussy. She felt the slickness of her pussyfolds and the openness of her hole.
Parting her matted cunthair, she slid a finger up and down the edges of her outer lips. At the same time she flicked her tongue around and around Paul's cockhead and licked up the spunk oozing from his cuntslit.
She didn't care if he came in her mouth. She was ready. Her own orgasm was a hairsbreadth away. That knowledge made her suck more forcefully on his cockknob.
He groaned, but maintained his control. Now the little redhead began rubbing her clit and thrusting a finger into her twat. She found a rhythm that set off exquisite waves of pleasure that coursed through her entire body.
Her head went up and down, up and down on his fuckpole. Their mutual tension built and she slid her lips to the base of his prick effortlessly.
She felt herself drawing closer, closer to orgasm. Her hand was drenched with cuntjuice. Thick, frothy, sweet-smelling cuntjuice.
At the same time she could feel the power in Paul's cock. She knew that when he came the force would rock her senses.
"I'm going to give you a mouthful to swallow," he said. He stiffened, thrusting his legs straight out. "Are you ready."
"Mmmmmm! Mmmmm!" She didn't want to release him so she moaned her approval and hoped he understood.
"It's coming. Get ready. Your lips are so damn sweet. Jesus, it'll only be a second and I'll cream that tongue of yours."
He came then, shooting jism into her mouth and throat and sending his cock soaring into her gullet. She felt as if she was being drowned in the thick, pungent glue. Then she felt the familiar tremors deep within her pussy. Shuddering, she came.
Paul was still shooting off in her mouth. She automatically bit down on his dick. He roared with pain. She continued devouring him, careful now to use her lips instead of her teeth.
"Shit, that was good," he said when he finally lay still.
"It was wonderful." Her voice quavered with emotion.
"Don't spit it out. Keep sucking. I love feeling your sweet lips on my dick. Anyway, if you keep sucking it'll stay hard and I'll fuck you."
She continued sucking. Wriggling her ass back and forth in anticipation, she ignored the jism oozing out of the corners of her mouth. She had never been more excited. And he had promised to fuck her!
When his cock was rigid again, he sat up and pulled her onto his lap. "Come here, baby. Bend over. Yeah, like that. I'm going to play with you now."
Kneeling on her hands and knees, the teenager sighed happily as he wet her asshole down with her juices and tickled her sensitive bung.
She squirmed around. "Stick your finger in," she said.
"I was just about to do just that. Hold still. Don't fidget so much. I won't hurt you."
"Ooooooh, I love it!"
He pushed his juice-slick fingertip against her ass. "I want your ass," he said in a husky voice.
"Yes, yes, I know what you mean and I want it too."
"It's tight, honey."
"You can loosen it."
"I plan to." Suddenly he slapped her butt. "Stop moving around so much."
"Ouch! You hurt me."
"And you loved it."
"I did, Dad. Mmmmmm, that's real good."
"I'm going to get three fingers in here before I stick my cock in."
"I know you won't hurt me."
"Don't be so damn trusting. You could get hurt that way."
"I'm no cherry back there. I've taken plenty of cocks in my ass."
"Jesus, and you used to be the shy one."
"Mmmmmm, I like when you do that. Do that again."
He felt for her clit and rubbed the little organ. Her tits pressed against the sofa and he bent down and ran a series of kisses over her asscheeks.
She shivered as he explored her thighs and asscrack with the tip of his tongue. When occasionally he licked her cunt, she trembled all over.
She was the first to hear the car drive up. "Oh, my God, it's Mom!"
"Shit!" Paul quickly climbed off the sofa and reached for his pants. "Get up and get into your room." He stepped into his pants, tucked his hard-on inside and zipped up. Running his fingers through his hair, he pulled the girl to her feet.
Amy clutched her open blouse and made a dash for the door. "It smells like sex in here," she giggled. "You better open the window."
* * *
Later that night when Paul and Lauren were getting ready for bed Lauren turned to him. "I'm horny, honey. How about it?"
Paul groaned to himself. How could he refuse? "If you can get it up it's yours."
She pulled the covers back. His cock lay limply against his thigh. She crawled between his legs and grasped it.
"I'll get it hard," she said, parting her ripe lips and flicking her tongue over his cockhead.
Paul stared down at her. She looked especially pretty tonight. Sexy too. Yeah, the old girl still had it sometimes.
He tousled her hair. "You're okay, you know it?" he said.
She lapped her tongue wetly around the flared rim of his knob. "Shut up and let me suck."
Opening her jaws wide, she took his entire prick into her mouth. Paul leaned back against the pillows and groaned.
"Yeah, you still know how to suck a cock, hon." He swung his hips in a gentle fucking motion. "Yeah, baby, go for it."
She dragged her teeth lightly halfway down his shaft. Sometimes, at moments like this, it was good between them. His cock gradually hardened. She knew it probably wouldn't become rock-hard, but she no longer expected that from Paul.
She wondered what he would say if he knew about her fucking his sons. Just the thought of the boys made her suck harder.
She was getting very aroused as she sucked. Suddenly she released him. "Should I get on top or do you want to?" she said.
"Huh?"
"Did you fall asleep?"
"No, I'm ready whenever you are."
With a resigned sigh, she straddled him. "Go back to sleep. I'm going to fuck. I don't care what you do."
Squatting down, she inserted his prick into her gash and sank down until it was all the way inside her.
Paul held her hips. "Shake that gorgeous ass, baby."
"Oh, fuck you." She was intent on her own pleasure. "Just keep this thing hard until I'm through with it.
He became excited watching her. It was true she didn't have the bloom of youth the girls had. But she had a ripeness they wouldn't achieve for years. And the way her tits wobbled with every thrust of her hips.
He heaved up, pushed her down on her back and entered her again. "Fuck that cock, baby." He rasped happily. "Fuck that cock."
CHAPTER TEN
"You boys are so damn horny," Lauren giggled. "Stop that! You're crowding me! What are you doing?"
Clay and Barry surrounded her. She was perched on the kitchen table, swinging her crossed legs. They snickered as they pressed up against her.
"Sure, we're horny, Mom," Clay said. "Which one are you gonna fuck first?"
Lauren looked from one to the other. "I can't make up my mind. You're both so handsome."
She loved the attention the boys showed her. Most of the time Paul took her for granted, but his sons never did. They were as eager to fuck her as ever.
Barry was the first to make a move. "Okay, here I go," he said, unzipping his jeans and letting his cock out.
"Let me suck that thing," Lauren smiled, slipping off the table and dropping to her knees before him.
Clay sat down to watch as she hungrily took his brother's hard cock into her mouth. Barry grinned and placed his hands on his hips. Eyes closed, he became lost to everything but her sucking mouth.
"Shit, I can't watch this," Clay muttered.
"Get over here and join us," Lauren said, her mouth stuffed with cock.
"That's my plan." Unzipping his fly, he pushed his jeans down and hauled his prick out.
Lauren watched him out of the corner of her eye. "Mmmmmm, it's hard," she mumbled, wiggling her ass.
"Want it from behind?" Clay said, pumping his meat.
"What do you think?"
"Can I give it to you in the ass?"
"Ummmmm, yes."
She sucked harder on Barry's prick while Clay crouched behind her and pried her meaty ass-cheeks apart. He found her shitter and rubbed it with the head of his cock.
Spreading her legs, she pointed toward her pussy. "Get it wet in there," she said.
Clay swabbed his prick up and down her torrid slit. "Shit, you're always wet, Mom."
In a moment his cock was in her asshole. The tight ring of muscle opened easily as his prick shot inside. She clutched Barry's thighs and slid her lips halfway down his cockshaft as her other stepson fucked her in the ass.
Her pussy blazed. The sensations in her ass permeated her cunt. Given a choice, she much preferred taking it up the old chocolate highway.
"Hey, can I come in your mouth?" Barry said.
"No, I want you to fuck me."
"Clay's fucking you."
"Don't talk back. I'm your mother and I'll call the shots around here."
"Dad might be interested in knowing what you let us do to you," Barry chuckled.
Clay banged away steadily behind her. "Shut up, asshole," he said to his brother.
"I was just kidding."
"Save your jokes, fuck-face."
"Boys," Lauren said, swabbing her tongue up and down Barry's cock. "Don't fight."
"Not so hard," Barry said. "Don't make me come yet."
Clay paused, leaving his cock imbedded in her asshole. "Jesus, Mom, I'm pulling out for a minute."
She craned her neck back at him. "What's the matter?"
He grimaced, holding his hands over his cock and balls. "Just catching my breath."
The horny mother released Barry's cock and got to her feet. She put her arms around both boys and hugged them.
"Sit down there. Close together. Then I can suck both of you."
The boys obediently sat down side by side. Lauren bent down to show them her cleavage and raised her skirt up to reveal her beaver.
She combed her fingers through her bush. Then, kneeling between them, she began sucking their cocks.
She started with Clay. She saw his balls tighten as she flicked her tongue over his pisser and licked up his pre-come jizz. She knew from experience that his jism was thick and gummy. She loved taking it into her mouth.
Holding his cockshaft in her fist, she turned her attention to Barry. His cock was equally delicious. She knew all his sensitive spots and how to drive him crazy. He usually didn't last as long as Clay, but he was so sweet she didn't mind.
Now she licked the underside of Barry's cock and the sensitive cleft. He trembled, shut his eyes and made a grab for her hair.
Turning to Clay, she ran the tip of her tongue lightly over his entire prick. Then, sensing he needed more friction, she licked it more vigorously.
She worked her lips and teeth up one side of his prickshaft and down the other. When she reached his piss-slit, she licked up the drop of jizz and kissed it tenderly.
When he started moving his hips in a fucking motion, she turned to Barry. She took only his cockhead between her lips, but he tried shoving the whole thing inside. She turned back to Clay.
"You two boys are wearing me out," she said, squeezing their cocks.
She pumped their cocks slowly. At intervals she made an oval of her lips and sucked on their cockheads. She took one into her mouth, released it and took the other. The boys were groaning softly and throwing their legs out.
"Bring me off, Mom," Barry said.
"Yes, darling yes!" Dropping to her knees before him, she sucked gluttonously on his cock and fondled his balls.
Clay masturbated while he watched. She greedily nursed on Barry's cock and licked every inch of his ball-bag. When the boy's jism squirted into her mouth, she let it pour down her throat. She held her lips tightly around his dick until he was through.
Even after his cock slipped limply from her mouth she continued ticking it. If there was one more drop of fuck-glue in his balls she wanted it.
"Jesus, what a blow-job," Barry muttered breathlessly.
When she was certain his balls were drained, she spit his cock out and turned to Clay. "Fuck me now," she said, eyes blazing as she turned to give him her ass. "Stick it in my back door and fuck me."
The entire length of his cock was inside her shitter in seconds. His balls slapped her cunt with every thrust. She fell forward, clinging to Barry's thighs. Her ass was on fire, filled with teenaged cock. And she loved it.
"Harder!" she hissed, wiggling her butt and fucking back. "Fuck me harder! Really ram it into me!"
"I'm trying, Mom," the boy gasped, his fingers digging into her flesh.
"Jesus Christ!" Barry said, watching his stepmother's features contort.
Without thinking, Lauren grabbed Barry's limp prick and chomped on it hungrily. Clay's prick smashed into her butt in a frenzy. When he came, she felt his spunk shoot into her bowels and all through her ass.
"Oh, baby," she murmured over and over again as she sucked on Barry's limp cock. "Oh, you're fucking my asshole so good. Oh, God, you're both such wonderful cocksmen. What would I do without you?"
* * *
"Dad, we're here," Debby called out.
Paul came out of the bathroom drying his hands. He looked worried. "What's your mother doing?" he said.
Both girls glanced around the starkly furnished motel room. Debby answered. "I'm sick of all the lying that goes on in this family. Frankly I think mother is fucking the boys right now."
"Oh, Debby," Amy said, blushing furiously.
Paul was relieved and not really surprised. "Big deal. I figured she was making it with them. Okay, now I don't feel so guilty about you two. Sit down and let's get started."
The girls giggled nervously as they climbed onto the bed. Debby seemed composed. Amy appeared nervous and self-conscious.
Paul passed around cans of beer. "Are you sure you want to go through with this three-way scene?"
The sisters nodded. Debby put her arms around her stepfather. "It was my idea, wasn't it? Amy wants it too. It's kinky!"
"Yes, Dad, we're all yours," Amy beamed.
Paul smiled at his sexy stepdaughters as he sipped his beer. "Frankly I'd feel better if I was certain your mother was making it with the boys. It'd do them all good."
"Let's not talk about mother," Debby said. "Let's get started."
Amy watched her sister lick her lips in anticipation. Debby was so sexy. And so horny looking.
Now Amy moved toward Paul. He covered his crotch with both hands.
"Somebody save me," he chuckled.
With a few tugs, Debby had his zipper open. "We'll both save you," she giggled, reaching in and pulling his cock out.
"Mmmmmm, that's tasty-looking," Amy said, face flushed and eyes shining.
Paul sat back on the bed, a smug, self-satisfied expression on his face. "Go to it, girls," he said.
Giggling nervously, the sisters went to work on him. Amy popped his cockhead into her mouth and sucked it so hard her cheeks sank in. Paul smiled and thrust his hips forward. The youngster licked the head of his cock and glanced at her sister as if for approval.
Suddenly Debby rose up and began stripping. She switched on the radio and stripped to the loud music.
Amy held Paul's cock against her warm cheek and caressed his nuts while they both watched the little blonde dance erotically around the room. Amy found herself growing warmer as she watched her sister's sexy performance.
"Have you ever done it with another girl?" Debby said, lowering one of her bra straps.
Amy's jaw dropped. "No, have you?"
Paul forced his cock into Amy's mouth. "Suck it, honey."
"Sure, I've done everything," Debby giggled, unhooking her bra and letting her big tits bounce free.
Amy climbed over her stepfather and kissed him. "Fuck me, Dad," she said. "Fuck me while Debby's undressing."
He took his pants off and dropped them to the floor. He grabbed hold of Amy and held her tightly.
"Come here, you," he said, burying his face in her neck.
"Mmmmmm, watch me play with myself," Debby said, wantonly masturbating in the middle of the room.
"What an ass," Paul said, squeezing Amy's buns.
"I love playing with myself," Debby chanted, turning around, bending from the waist and showing her sister her gaping cunt.
When Paul pressed his cock against Amy's asshole, the little redhead trembled. "Oh, God, Daddy!"
"Go on and fuck her in the ass," Debby giggled, sprawled out on a lounge chair and jerking off. "I love watching you two."
"First I think I'll fuck her sweet pussy," Paul said.
"Stick it in somewhere," Amy hiccupped, hugging her tits and feeling self-conscious about being sprawled awkwardly on her hands and knees.
"You'll get it, baby," Paul said, poking his cock around her cuntslit. "Are you ready for it?"
"I've got to get in on this," Debby cried, climbing onto the bed.
Amy was shocked to find herself staring down into her sister's cuntgash.
Debby giggled. "Eat me. I can't eat myself or I would."
"Go on and eat her, hon," Paul said, wedging his cock into her pussy.
Amy grunted as his cock entered her. Taking a deep breath, she fluttered her tongue over her sister's snatch.
"You know what feels good," Debby said, legs outstretched and cunt wide open. "Mmmmm, that's nice. Sure you know what feels good. You're a girl too. Mmmmm, lick my clittie."
Amy's tongue swabbed Debby's stiff little clit. She was very aroused by Debby's strong female scent and by the perversity of the act. But it was difficult to concentrate on eating her sister when Paul was sawing his cock in and out of her cunt.
"Hold it a minute, Daddy," she said.
"Hold it, hell." For emphasis, Paul rammed the entire length of his cock into her depths.
"Okay, fuck me," she said, greedily licking Debby's gash.
"Squeeze that cock," he rasped, lunging into her.
"Lick my clittie," Debby moaned.
Amy felt inundated with emotions too complicated for a girl her age to deal with. Paul's cock pulsated inside her. It felt hot and throbbing and she loved when he fucked her.
And Debby's cunt was so drooly and sweet-smelling. So this is what lesbians do, Amy thought. Opening her eyes, she drank in the sights and smells and sounds of her sister's pussy.
"Can you stick your tongue in my hole?" Debby said.
"I'll try." Stiffening her tongue, the younger girl managed to force the tip into Debby's cunt.
Debby shrieked and thrashed about. Her jaw dropped and her breathing became labored. She rubbed her clit while Amy moved her tongue-tip in and out of her pussyhole.
Amy came then, thrusting her cunt back at Paul's cock and burying her face in her sister's gulch.
"Fuck me!" she gasped, tongue lapping Debby's asshole.
Instead, Paul pulled out. He climbed over Amy, urged her aside and mounted Debby. Debby wrapped her legs around his back and clung to him. Amy lay on her side and watched.
It's so beautiful, she thought. They look so very, very beautiful. Why can't the whole family be together? It would be so warm and cozy if we were all together.
Paul and Debby didn't notice when she climbed off the bed. She took the telephone to the bathroom, closed the door and dialed.
Returning to the bedroom a few minutes later, she smiled at the two limp forms stretched across the mattress.
Lauren and the boys would be here soon and then there would be no more secrets in the Johnson family. Amy hugged herself. Giddy with excitement, she waited.
