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A dog and a father also appear to play their role during the course of events. (Fm, mf, ped, 1st, inc, anal, beast, ws) *** CHAPTER 1 --------- Sandra was squatting near the fence and her shorts were pulled to one side, along with her panties. Her pink little cunt was showing and she was looking down between her thighs at it. The golden stream of hot piss was splashing onto the grass and Sandra looked as if she felt a great relief. Sandra was fourteen and she enjoyed pissing. Instead of pissing inside a bathroom she enjoyed pissing in open. The pleasure she received from pissing wasn't all due to relief, but she achieved some kind of sexual enjoyment from it. Sandra kept gazing between her slim thighs as she pissed, her finger hooked into the crotch of her shorts and panties, but still she was getting wet. Sandra didn't seem to mind. Once, she lifted her lovely little face but her blue eyes were half closed. Her secret pouty lips were half parted. Then she dipped her head again, watching as she pissed. Sandra finished pissing, sending a final squirt into the grass. She adjusted her panties and shorts and she was getting to her feet. Then she saw sixteen years old neighboring boy Kevin, stepping into view. Sandra was now on her feet, but there was a moist spot on the crotch of her shorts. The little girl flashed a half- shy smile at Kevin, nodding her head. The two ponytails in her blonde hair shimmered in the sunlight. "I don't know why you don't you do that inside," Kevin said. "The cold air outside make the pissing easy, Kevin," Sandra said, her shy, sweet voice sounding almost musical. "I don't believe it," Kevin replied. "Look, I got my shorts wet," Sandra pointed out. Any other girl would be embarrassed, but Sandra didn't show it at all. Sandra wanted Kevin to see her wet shorts. Apparently Kevin didn't know what Sandra was hinting at. Before he could say something he realized that his mother Wilma was watching him talking to Sandra, from her bedroom window. Kevin just stared at Sandra and then asked her to go to her house. Reluctantly she moved and Kevin entered into his house. Wilma wondered about her son. She knew he was not a child any more. She wondered if he played with his cock, if he could squirt creamy come juice, if he had hair on his balls, if he wanted to fuck, a girl; fuck Sandra, perhaps. There was something appealing about Sandra something that created a deep, hot reaction inside Wilma. Her nipples distended into swollen tips, and there was a tingling pleasure between her thighs. She felt her pussy becoming moist as she watched. Wilma was a 36 years old divorcee who was raising her son alone since last five years. During those five years she had a couple of sex relations but none was satisfactory. All she could say was that something was missing. What exactly was missing, she had no idea. As she saw Kevin coming back inside, Wilma came out of her room. She found her son in the living room, sitting in the lounge chair, leaning back in it. He was staring at the television, but his eyes didn't seem to be seeing anything. As soon he saw his mother standing near him he smiled. "Does Sandra pee all the time near the fence?" she asked, startling Kevin. For a moment Kevin didn't answer. Wilma was pleased to see that her son didn't blush. He nodded. "How often?" "Enough." "Have you ever peeked at her?" Again Kevin waited a moment before answering. Then he nodded, still not showing embarrassment. Wilma smiled. "You know what I think, Kevin? I think Sandra does it because she wants you to peek." "Aw, Mother," Kevin said. "I don't think so. She told me not to peek." "Then she wants you to," Wilma said. "That's how girls are." Kevin didn't reply. He tried to watch the television but this time he was feeling uncomfortable. His mother ignored his embarrassment and asked, "Do you enjoy watching Sandra pee, Kevin?" "Yes, Mother," he responded. His cock started throbbing inside his pants. "You like to see a girl pee, huh?" This time Wilma grinned wickedly at her son. "Does it make you feel good, seeing Sandra pee?" Kevin looked at his mother now. He saw the beauty of her face, the dark eyes, and the strange way they seemed to sparkle. He dropped his eyes to her tits, seeing them swell and strain her dress. Wilma slowly lifted her shoulders, making her tits stand out. Her nipples protruded from the dress. She was still smiling with a wicked glint in her eyes. While Kevin stared at her tits, she was looking at the front of his pants, seeing his cock outlined in hardness. "Yes," was all he could say. With her shoulders back, she clutched the cushions of the couch, her mind whirling with lewd ideas. "I have to pee," she said in a very low whisper. Kevin missed everything but the word pee. He nodded as if he had heard it all. "Would you like to go with me?" Wilma asked, her voice so throaty, the words so low, Kevin didn't hear it all. But he nodded in reply. "Come with me, then," Wilma said, getting to her feet. "Come where, Mother?" She understood then that he had not heard her completely. "I said I have to pee, baby," she replied. "And I asked if you wanted to go with me, and you nodded yes." Her cunt was twitching in tightness, her tits swollen. She felt more excitement than she had felt in years. She had never thought of her son in this way before, but she was staring at his hard cock now, and desire swept over her like a brush fire. She lifted her hands to her tits, cupping each one. Her hips swayed as she waited for him. "Come watch me pee, Kevin," she whispered. "Don't you want to?" Kevin jumped from the chair, his eyes wide, with excitement. "I sure do, Mother!" When he stood, his cock was more obvious. Wilma gazed at it, giggling in a naughty, girlish way. She took her son's hand, leading him to the bathroom. Without hesitation, she lifted her skirt to her waist, standing a moment to let her son look at her. Kevin stared open-mouthed at the triangle of dark hair covering his mother's cunt. Wilma climbed onto the toilet, her feet on the lid. She parted her knees. "Watch," she whispered. Kevin leaned down, his eyes looking glazed. Golden piss gushed from his mother's hairy cunt, tinkling into the water bowl. Wilma felt a tremor of perverse pleasure shoot up and down her spine. Kevin's eyes turned hot as he watched the piss streaming from his mother's cunt. The strands of hair parted, and the pink flesh excited him. Watching her son's excited reactions, Wilma stroked along her inner thigh. She pressed her fingers into the hair of her cunt, lifting upward. The stream of piss arced out, splashing onto the lid of the toilet. Kevin saw his mother's unusually long clit, and he licked his lips. "You like watching me pee?" Wilma whispered softly. "Does it turn you on, baby?" Kevin nodded vigorously. Wilma slipped her hand downward, framing her cunt lips with two fingers. She began rubbing them up and down as she pissed. "You know what this does to me, Kevin? It makes me... you know, hot." "Me, too, Mother?" he groaned. "What should we do about it?" "I don't know." She was about to flush, and she sent a final squirt of piss from her cunt. She stepped off the toilet. Then sat on it, not minding how wet it was. She parted her thighs, leaning back on the water tank. "It makes me so hot," she whispered, "I want to play with myself." Kevin was shaking with excitement as he saw his mother run her fingers through the mass of cunt hairs, parting the lips of her cunt. He gasped when she thrust a finger into her pink cunt slit. Wilma fucked her finger into her cunt, watching her son's face. She pulled the finger out, and Kevin saw it glistening wetly. With a lewd grin, Wilma licked at her finger. "Don't hide your hard-on from me anymore, Kevin," she said. "Take it out of your pants and let me really see it." "You really wanna see it, Mother?" "You're not ashamed to show it to me, are you?" "Gosh, no!" Kevin said, fumbling with his pants. He pulled his cock out. Wilma mewled as she gazed at it. Kevin's cock was long, with a big, swollen cock-head. It wasn't very thick, but he was still a young boy. His cock throbbed, jerking up and down. Beads of liquid formed on his piss hole. "Oh, Kevin," she murmured. "It's beautiful!" Proudly, Kevin arched his hips out. Wilma shoved her hand forward, stroking the tips of her fingers along the hard cock-shaft. "You're so hard, Kevin," she whispered, bringing her fingers to the head of his prick. She circled the smooth cock-head, feeling the velvety smoothness of it. She rubbed her fingertip over his piss hole, wiping away the juices. Bringing her finger to her lips, she tasted, watching more juice seep from his cock. "Mmmmmm, very nice." She wrapped her fingers about his cock, squeezing. Kevin grunted with pleasure. Wilma pumped her fist on her son's cock, watching the cock-head bulge and drip. Her other hand slipped into the top of her dress, and she lifted out her shapely, firm tit. She pulled her son's hand to it, closing his fingers around the tit. Kevin felt his mother's nipple burning into his palm. He squeezed, bringing a soft moan from his mother. Wilma moved her fist back and forth on his cock a bit faster. Her eyes were wide and bright. "Want me to make you come this way, Kevin?" she asked in a thick voice. Kevin was squeezing and feeling his mother's naked tit. When he answered her, it was with a grunt and shove of his cock. "You're very hard, darling," Wilma said, jacking her son's cock faster with a tight fist. "You're so damned hard, Kevin! I can feel it throbbing in my fist." Kevin looked down at his mother's pumping fist, gasping with pleasure. "I can make you squirt, honey," Wilma murmured. "I can make you come with my hand. I can jack you off and having you gushing hard, but..." Kevin squeezed his mother's naked tit hard enough to bring a groan of sweet, pleasure-pain from her. "I can jack you off, Kevin," she said again. "But it would feel so much better if you... put it in me." Kevin's eyes widened. "Fuck you, Mother?" Wilma giggled with delight. "That's right. Fuck me. Wouldn't you like your cock inside something warm and wet and tight? Fucking me would feel better than jacking off." "Gosh, Mother!" Kevin piped. "Can I? Can I put it in you? Can I really fuck you, Mother?" He was dancing with excitement. Wilma gurgled with delight. She scooted her ass forward on the toilet seat, spreading her legs wide. "Put it in me and see," she urged. "I want you cock in me just as much as you'd like to put it in me, Kevin! Oooooh, yes, honey... stick your cock in Mother!" She had taken her hand from his cock, her eyes staring with burning heat at it. She licked at her lips anxiously. Kevin, so excited he would stick his cock anywhere at that moment, lowered himself, bending his knees so his cock was level with his mother's bushy cunt. As Wilma watched him come between her spreading thighs, she took his cock again, this time at the base. She was eager to feel his cock sliding into her cunt, but she held him off. "Easy, baby," she whispered. "Don't rush. We have plenty of time. Just go slow and easy." She rubbed the head of his cock along the slit of her cunt. The feel of it sent her into a shivering erotic delight. Kevin was watching, his eyes blazing. He saw his mother drag the swollen head of his cock up her cunt slit. The heat of her pussy seemed to scald his tender prick. The urge to thrust his cock fast and hard into her cunt was strong, but he resisted the feeling. Wilma knew how her son felt; she wanted him to fuck into her swiftly, too. But at the same time, she wanted to take it easy, feel the pleasure grow and swell. She rubbed the head of his cock up and down her puffy cunt lips, smearing it with the oozing juices. She pulled it onto her distended clit, pressing hard. She made a soft, whimpering sound. Shoving her son's cock downward, she turned it loose. His cock-head was just inside the hot lips of her cunt. "Now!" she hissed. Kevin lunged. His cock slithered into her cunt, spreading the hairy lips of her pussy, stretching them. His balls banged upon the curve of her ass. Wilma hissed loudly, her eyes rolling. "Ohhhh, god baby!" For a moment Kevin thought he was going to come, thought it would be over before he could fuck his mother. He held himself deep inside the hot wetness, gritting his teeth. He rested his hands on his mother's thighs, his body shaking. "It's okay, Kevin," Wilma whispered. "I understand. Don't try to hold it back. It's okay if you come." Kevin groaned. He came. His cock lurched and began to squirt into his mother's fiery cunt. There wasn't anything he could do to stop it. Her pussy was just too hot, too wet, and too tight. "Oooooh," Wilma gurgled when she felt her son's cock gushing into her cunt. "I feel it, honey! I feel you coming inside me! Let it go, Kevin! Come all you want! Come hard and feel good, baby." The lips of her cunt began to squeeze at her son's spurting prick, milking at the base. She drew the thick come juice from his balls with the muscles of her cunt. It always happened that way when she felt a cock spewing into her; her cunt would start sucking by itself, as if it were thirsty for the creamy juice. "Ooooo, me, too!" she gasped, an orgasm spasming through her pussy. "I'm coming, too! God, it's good, Kevin!" The convulsions of her cunt sent tremors of ecstasy through her. Her tit, still showing, seemed to swell more. Kevin was no longer coming, but his cock was surprisingly hard. She grabbed his hips and began pushing and pulling, forcing his still-hard cock in and out of her cunt. "You're still hard, darling?" she hissed. "Fuck me while you're still hard! Oh, darling, fuck me, fuck me quick!" Kevin gripped his mother's twisting hips, plunging his cock in and out of her stretched cunt. The wet sounds of his balls slapping against her writhing ass excited them both. Wilma lifted her crotch to his ramming cock, meeting him lunge for lunge. She squealed and gasped as the pleasure renewed itself, centered between her long, creamy thighs. Her clit scraped along the shaft of her son's cock, burning and throbbing as hard as his cock was. Kevin fucked swiftly into his mother's cunt. His face was screwed up, his cock throbbing, his balls hard. He rammed his cock hard into his mother's gripping cunt, making her naked tit jiggle. Wilma whimpered and pressed her steaming cunt hard onto him, grinding with lewd delight. She held his pounding hips with strong fingers, jerking him forward. "Ohhh, baby, fuck me!" she groaned. "Fuck Mother! Ohhhhhh, Kevin, fuck me! Your cock... so hard... so very hard! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" Her cunt seemed to be tightening around his cock, squeezing it like her fist had. The tightness of his mother's cunt was unlike anything he had ever felt before. He thought her cunt was gobbling his cock, eating it, sucking it. "Faster, Kevin!" Wilma hissed. "Fuck me fast! Oh, baby, you're going to make me come, again! Oooooh, I want to come again, Kevin!" Kevin rammed hard, driving his cock into his mother's cunt with short, jerking stabbing motions. His balls smashed at the churning cheeks of her ass. He shoved his right hand up to grasp her naked tit. He clung to it tightly, his fingers sinking into the firm flesh. "Ahhhh, harder, baby!" Kevin was fucking so hard; Wilma felt the lips of her cunt being bruised. She didn't care; the sensations were boiling throughout her entire body. "Ooooh, so close, Kevin!" she shrieked. "I'm so close I'm about to come! Oooo, give it to me... ram your cock up my cunt! Fuck my cunt, baby! I'm going to come." Her cunt went into wild, searing convulsions, grabbing at her son's darting cock, sucking at it as her orgasm exploded. "Again!" she screamed. "Again and again and again!" Kevin thrust his cock deep, holding it there. His mother slammed her spasming cunt onto it, fucking powerfully. "I gotta..." Kevin grunted. "Mother, I gotta come!" "Yes!" she screamed. Come juice spewed from his cock. Wilma felt searing juice splash along the walls of her cunt, causing her orgasm to increase. She shrieked with mindless ecstasy as her son flooded her cunt with creamy come juice. Through her orgasms, she could feel his cock throbbing with each spurt. She could even feel his balls writhing against the cheeks of her ass. Slowly, her orgasms began to fade. Her body shook as her ass lowered. Kevin's cock slipped free, still dripping. He fell forward onto his mother's body, sliding to his knees. He shoved his arms about her waist, hugging her, his hot breath searing her naked tit. She felt his lips near the nipple; then she adjusted her body so the nipple slipped between his lips. She held the back of his head, stroking and caressing her other hand up and down his back. Wilma's cunt felt full of come juice. It seeped from her pussy and into the crack of her ass. She shivered a final time. "Are you happy, darling?" she whispered. "Real happy, Mother," he said around her nipple. "That was great!" He lifted himself from her, his eyes glowing. Wilma shoved a hand between her parted thighs, cupping her cunt. She felt his come juice hot on her palm. "You filled me up, Kevin," she giggled, bringing her wet hand up and looking at it. "You sure came a lot." Her dark eyes sparkled as she began to lick her palm. "Not only did you come so much in me, you taste good, too." She used tissue paper to wipe at her cunt. Then tossed it into the toilet. She stood, smoothing her dress down and tucking her tit into the top. Kevin stepped to the toilet, arching his hips and taking hold of his prick. "You have to pee?" she asked, her eyes taking on a warm glow. She moved her hand out. "Let me hold it, Kevin." She held her son's cock as he began to piss. The golden stream excited her. She stared at his piss, hearing it splash into the toilet bowl. She wiggled his cock, giggling lewdly as she made him piss on the seat, then in circles. "That's beautiful," she whispered, slipping her other hand into the stream of piss. "And hot." Kevin giggled as he watched his piss splash into his mother's palm, spraying outward. "Do you like this," she asked. Kevin nodded, grinning at his mother. She shook his cock, making a mess, and not caring. It was too exciting to care about a small mess easily cleaned up. With thumb and forefinger, she cut his piss off, and then let it go again. She laughed with a throaty sound, bringing his cock around. She released the pressure of her thumb and forefinger, and that made her son piss on her thigh. But Kevin was finished, and she felt only a small amount of piss on her flesh. But even the small amount made her cum again. CHAPTER 2 --------- Sandra had been playing with her pussy every day after school but she ached to suck a male cock. Even when she thought about it, her pussy got wet. Any cock! She had talked about that with a couple of girlfriends but they too had never really done it. She wanted to suck Kevin but he didn't seem interested, perhaps he was taking her as a child. Then she saw her family dog Curley piss. She saw his prick and thought that his was just the right size for a girl to start with. She soon got an opportunity. Her parents went away leaving her alone with Curley. She took off all her cloths and perched on a sofa. On her call Curley came to her and started sniffing and licking her body. She opened her legs and let him lick her pussy. With tail wagging and tongue flying, he licked into her open, wet cunt and made her moan like crazy. Her pussy got hot real fast, and she liked that. She got horny. Cumming, panting, peering down beyond her tight young tits at his licking, lapping tongue, she screwed her hot cunt round and round for him as his tongue assaulted her crotch. After a good cum, she purred like a contented kitten and smiled at the dog. "Did that make your prick stiff?" she wanted to know. She got on the floor with him to see. Curley was more than happy to roll over for her and display his hairy balls and stiff cock. Sandra's eyes lit up. "Ewww, you are hard," she breathed hotly, watching his prick throb for her. She reached over and caressed his cock. Her naughty fingers aroused it some more, and Curley grunted with animal lust. Sandra laughed sexily and gave his rigid prick some jerks. "I've got a surprise for you," she whispered. "If I don't chicken out." But she was determined to suck cock. There was something about the sexy idea that thrilled her. She needed to know what it was like, sucking a stiff prick. And no one would ever know, because Curley was a speechless dog, not a big-mouthed boy. Feeling safe and sexy at the same time, she fondled his balls and leaned over his belly. Breathing heavily through her nostrils, she extended her pink tongue and gave his exposed cock a nice lick. "Mmmm," she hummed, liking it. A little shiver ran through her body and ended in her pussy. Feeling that, she thrust a hand between her thighs and rubbed her cunt as she gave Curley's rigid cock some more licks with her naughty tongue. She moaned again, enjoying herself, and kissing his prick passionately. Her pretty face flushed with the heat rising in her. Her tits got hard and her pussy creamed on her fingers. She giggled softly and licked her tongue all over the stiff doggie-cock. Curley groaned as her cute tongue massaged his prick. It created a feeling he'd never had before. Sandra felt things she'd never felt before, too. Excited now, she laved the doggie-cock with her tongue, growing bolder. She took a big lick on his prick and finger-fucked her horny young pussy. The combination turned her on something fierce. Waves of sex-pleasure rushed through her and made every inch of her young body feel great. Growing even more passionate, she squeezed his balls gently but firmly and licked all over the end of his prick. "I'm gonna suck you off," she panted. Horny out of her mind, she suddenly captured the end of his cock between her lips. She moaned and took several inches of his rigid fuck-pole into her hot, sexy mouth. As if it were second nature to her, she started sucking his cock like there was no tomorrow. Breathing hotly, she sucked hard on his cock and worked her head back and forth to make his prick fuck into her soft mouth. That excited her, too. She gave another little moan and filled her young mouth with dog-cock. She sucked his cock farther and farther into her mouth until she heard him groan with animal pleasure. Another inch and she would have his entire prick in her sexy mouth, and she sensed that the horny dog wouldn't be able to hold back his jism. Curley got so excited and his cock jumped so hard in her mouth that it was difficult for her to hold onto it. She grasped the lower, thick part in a fist and jerked it slowly as she slipped her wet mouth back and forth on his cock-head. Curley let out a yelp as Sandra filled her mouth with his aching, throbbing cock. His hot balls tightened up and his prick swelled up as if it was in a bitch's tight cunt. His haunches started to move jerkily as if he was fucking. Sandra moaned as his throbbing cock fucked into her sucking young mouth. She took his entire stiff prick into her mouth and played with his balls with naughty fingers. Her pretty face bobbed as her clenched lips slid up and down on his boner. Her tongue licked the underside of his cock- head. Her lips clenched around his cock-shaft. She liked what she was doing. Curley was gripped by lust as he fucked his stony cock into the sucking girl's young mouth. Deep groans escaped his throat. His tongue lolled from his mouth and drooled saliva as Sandra sucked his prick. She sucked his cock like it was a tasty lollipop, and just as hungrily. Her cheeks collapsed as she sucked harder on his prick. Her fingers trembled at his balls and fucked faster into her horny pussy as she licked and sucked and slurped on his prick. His cock enlarged and lengthened and fucked way into her throat, thrilling the hell out of her. So this is what it's like, she thought hotly. She was so pleased with herself that she smiled as she blew his thick young prick. She jerked his cock-shaft and sucked his cock-head. Curley groaned. His cock jerked like a wild thing, and it startled her for a moment. She raised her head and looked at him wide-eyed. "You're gonna shoot, huh?" She looked at his cock, throbbing wetly in her hand, and she swallowed nervously. "But I gotta do it," she panted, "I gotta!" She thrust two fingers up into her horny pussy and humped on them as she sucked his thick cock back into her mouth. She knew she would hate herself if she didn't take this opportunity to suck him off. It would be a waste to jerk him off now. With that thought burning in her mind, she sucked all of his prick into her mouth and licked it wildly, hornily, crazily. Curley grunted and groaned and his whole body writhed and jerked on the floor as the passionate young girl sucked his cock. Her head bobbed and her wet mouth slipped faster along the full length of his rigid cock, even as her little tongue swirled and twirled. She squeezed his balls and blew him hotly. The doggie-cock gave one more violent lurch in her horny mouth. Then all hell broke loose. Curley howled. His cock exploded in a series of wild spurts of thick jism. Sandra moaned to feel the gushing prick pump so much cum down her gulping throat. Sandra sucked and swallowed, sucked and swallowed. She let her mouth fill with burning dog-cum, and then gulped it down. The doggie-cock spit so furiously and savagely that she had all she could do to keep up with it. To her amazement, he came more than ever, probably because of her nice mouth. His prick jolted, spit, gushed and erupted violently between her lips. She held on to his cock as it jerked and jolted and she sucked harder and faster, moaning all the while, as he pumped his fiery load of jism for her. She gulped and gulped, sucked and sucked, totally amazed and pleased by this turn of events. She was sucking cock! What a wonder! A dazed little cock-sucker now, she sucked all the jism up out of his aching balls. She drank thirstily until the beast's raging cock had spit the last glob of cock-cream down her throat, then she panted hotly with his spent prick in her mouth, sucking on it gently as she played with his quivering balls. "Mmmm," she moaned on his cock, liking it more now than ever. "Mmmm-mmmmm-mmmmm." She felt very proud of herself. While her girl-friends could only talk about sucking cock, she had actually sucked one! Delighted with herself, she leapt to her feet and pranced naked into the bathroom. She stood in front of the large mirror and looked at herself. She had the girlish idea that she might look different now that she had sucked cock. She laughed at herself for being so silly. It didn't show in any way. Her lips were tingling. She touched them with fingertips and examined them in the mirror -- ripe, full, sexy lips. She smiled at herself, and her blue eyes twinkled. "You nasty cock-sucker you," she giggled. Curley came romping into the bathroom and jumped up against her and started humping his wet prick against her pretty leg. "You horny little devil!" she laughed. She squatted in front of him and gave him a big kiss and hug. Curley wagged his tail happily. Sandra reached down under his belly and caressed his hairy cock- sheath. "Did you like that? Huh? Was that good for Curley? Sure, it was. Sandra made you feel real good, huh?" Curley lapped his tongue against her pretty face. She moved away from his wet tongue, laughing. He licked her soft throat and she moaned. This was a lot like necking with a boy! "Here," she cooed. "If you want to lick something, lick my tits." She sat down on the cool floor and thrust her tits up and out for him. Curley understood. He attacked her pink nipples one at a time, laving her pert tits anxiously. Sandra leaned back on her hands and watched him go at her tits. His tongue felt good against them. "Ewww, Curley," she purred, "You sure know how to turn a girl on. Sucking your cock made me horny. Here... lick Sandra's pussy... come on, boy, lick!" She settled back against the toilet and let Curley attack her cunt. She stretched her pretty legs wide open and exposed all of her pussy to him. He ducked his head between her curvy thighs and licked his tongue into her cunt. Sandra moaned as his scrapy tongue contacted her quivery little clit. She used her fingers to pry apart her pussy-lips so he could really go to work on her sensitive young clit. Marvelous rushes of sexy feelings coursed through her whole body as he licked and lapped her pussy. She shivered all over. Between the cock-sucking and now this cunt-lapping, her senses whirled. "OHHH, CURRRLYYY!" she squealed, feeling a cum ready to explode in her taut young belly. She fell to one side and sprawled out on the tiled floor. She threw her legs wide open and let Curley assault her crotch. Her eyes rolled in her head and she grasped her taut young tits feverishly while he ate her cunt. Curley, horny for her pussy after having her sexy mouth blow him, attacked her cunt with tongue, teeth and snout. Sandra wailed with extreme pleasure as he licked her pussy into a hot froth. In the end, she thrust her pussy way up in the air and quaked violently all through a dynamic orgasm. "Curley!" she shrieked, She panted and squealed and gasped and shrieked. Her whole body shook and shuddered as the doggie-tongue inflamed her pussy. She suddenly grabbed his head and yanked hard. She pulled his snout against her crotch and came wetly all over it. Her cute ass and hot cunt churned and jerked and whipped about wildly as she came. "Oh, ohhh, ohhhh," she moaned, still shuddering with little after-shocks of orgasmic pleasure. "Ohhhh, Curley, that was goooooood... ummmm, my pussy's purring... mmmmm, nice, nice... good doggie..." She closed her hot thighs against his relentless tongue and giggled excitedly because he wanted to lick some more. "Golly!" she laughed. "You're enough to drive a girl crazy! How would you like me to drive you crazy?" Giggling sexily, she grabbed him and knocked him down onto his back. She grasped his cock-sheath and milked it until the red end of his young prick came slithering out of its hiding place. Curley groaned as she jerked his cock into stiffness. She giggled lewdly and pressed her mouth to his cock. "I'm gonna suck you off again," she rasped hotly, wanting to suck dog-cock again. She drew his entire slimy prick into her mouth and started blowing him again. With no regard for his well- being, she sucked him off with all her might. Now that she had sucked a prick once, she felt she was a pro. With that naughty thought in her mind, she sucked and licked his prick. Enjoying herself immensely, she licked at his cock and watched it grow bigger by the lick. She laughed sensuously and laved his balls and prick until his cock was as big as it could get. She giggled every now and then as she teased his cock to its fullest thickness and length. Then, fascinated by the beast's prick, she took it into her mouth and sucked it off. Breathing hotly through her nose, her cheeks caved in as she sucked on his throbbing cock. She played and toyed with his balls to excite the hell out of him and blew his prick with a growing passion. The cock sucking made her horny again and she had to finger-fuck her pussy while she sucked him off. There was no way she could keep from getting herself off, too. Her pussy got hotter by the minute even as she tried to drive the dog crazy with her mouth. She drove herself crazy because the doggie-cock excited her all over. She drilled two fingers up into her squirmy cunt and fucked on them hornily as her mouth sucked the life out of Curley's thick cock. She soaked her fingers completely and she was still humping violently when Curley's stiff prick exploded cum in her lovely young mouth. The doggie-cock enlarged. His balls tightened up against the thick base of his prick. Then it jerked crazily. Sandra moaned and sucked faster and harder to make him cum. Huge wads of thick doggie-jism gushed into her sucking mouth and the dog went out of his mind as the girl did to his cock what no bitch could ever do. Wanting all of his jism, Sandra squeezed his balls as he shot his load for her. Great wads of jism torpedoed through his distended cock-pipe, out of his piss-hole, and into her hot, wet mouth. Sandra moaned and gulped it all down her throat, and she didn't stop sucking him until she had all the cum he could produce for her. Then she settled back away from his spent cock and laughed sensuously, rubbing her pussy slowly. "Mmmm, that was good," she rasped hotly, eyes heavy with lust. "I'm gonna suck you off a lot." CHAPTER 3 --------- Wilma had been excited fucking her son, but she didn't know which was most exciting, his cock fucking her cunt or the way his piss felt on her hand, her thigh. It was strange that she had not known this aspect of herself. Pissing had never held any particular appeal as an enjoyable act. Kevin sat on the couch, and she was next to him. When she placed her hand on his cock, he looked up grinning. Cupping his cock in her hand, she massaged it. "You feel so good, baby," she said. "I could sit here and play with your cock all day." "So could I, Mother." "Well, maybe not play with it all day," she grinned. "I'd have to do something else with it besides feel." "Like to fuck me again, Mother?" "Mmmm, love to." She smiled, closing her fist about his cock and pumping it. "We can make your cock hard again, can't we? I mean you don't have any trouble there, do you?" "I haven't yet," he replied, shaking under his mother's cupping hand. "Why don't you feel me?" "Really? Mother, you don't mind if I feel?" Wilma giggled, pulling at his cock. "Kevin, you can do anything with me that I do with you. Here..." she pulled her tit free again. "Feel it." Kevin cupped his mother's tit eagerly. Wilma purred as he began to fondle it. His cock started growing in her fist, and she jacked up and down, watching the prick- head appear, swelling. "Suck my nipple," she whispered. "Suck Mother's tit, baby." Kevin, more excited, closed his lips about his mother's tit, sucking hard at her tight nipple. His tongue moved, licking at it. "Ooooo, that's the way," she purred. Holding his head tight to her tit, she jerked up and down on his cock, bringing it to a full hardness again. She squeezed it, making her son moan with pleasure. His piss-hole widened, and he began to drip from it. "Such a beautiful cock, Kevin," she crooned. "So young, but so hard. It felt good inside me, in my pussy. It felt real good. I'd love to have you fucking me all day, Kevin." "In your cunt, Mother?" Kevin said around her tit. His other hand was squeezing the other tit through her dress. "Where else?" she said, taking his hand and bringing it down her stomach. She shoved his palm down one thigh, and then placed it beneath her skirt, bringing it up away, her dress sliding up. "Feel me here, honey. Feel between Mother's legs." Kevin moaned. She placed his hand on her cunt, rubbing it up and down slowly. "Feel how hot it is?" "Wet, too," he said, pressing his cheek upon her tit and watching his hand. "It's always wet," she replied, pressing his hand hard and tightening her thighs around it. "Mother's cunt is always wet and hot. Feel me, Kevin! Rub my cunt... put your fingers in it if you want to." Kevin wanted to. He pressed the tips of his fingers into her pussy, all four of them. Wilma sighed, leaning back, opening her legs wide. "In and out," she whispered thickly. "Shove your fingers in and out of me." Kevin did, fucking his mother's cunt with all four fingers. Wilma lifted her hips, twisting them, moaning in delight as his fingers plunged back and forth. She placed the heel of his hand upon her clit, telling him to press on it hard. His cock throbbed in her fist, and she jerked up and down fast, pressing at the base, making the cock-head bulge the way she liked to see it. Running a thumb over his piss hole, she wiped away the seeping fluids, only to jerk his cock up and down again, bringing more juices from him. Her hips twisted, bouncing up and down to meet his fingers. She held his wrist, and then stuffed his hand into her cunt. She felt her pussy stretching to take it, felt the exquisite sweetness as his hand filled her hairy cunt. She had it almost to his wrist, and then began to fuck his hand in and out of her pussy, grunting and moaning. "Oooooh, feel how wet and slippery my pussy is, Kevin?" she sighed. "Feel how hot my pussy is?" Kevin was amazed at the way her cunt stretched to take his whole hand into it. It felt tight on his hand, and very hot. When his mother turned his wrist loose, he kept fucking her with his hand. Wilma freed her other tit; both of them exposed now. Kevin dipped his mouth, sucking first one nipple, then the other. He licked his tongue from one to the other and his mother began to whimper softly. He slipped from the couch, moving between her knees, watching his hand fucking her cunt. Wilma, her eyes slitted and steamy, looked down at him. She lifted her cunt, twisting her hips. "Use your cock, baby! Stick your cock in there! Ohhh, Kevin, fuck me again! I want to feel your cock in my cunt again, darling!" Kevin pulled his hand free, but Wilma grabbed it quickly. She pulled it to her face, and then began licking it with rapid flicks of her tongue. She took his four fingers into her mouth and sucked them, still moaning. His cock jutted out in hardness, resting on the thick mat of cunt hair, his balls pressing at her pussy. While she sucked on his cunt-wet fingers, Wilma shoved her other hand down and began stuffing her son's balls into her cunt. "Mother, you better stop," he gasped. "Why?" "I'll come on your stomach." "Okay," she gurgled. "Come anywhere you want to come. Come on my belly, if you want to. Come on my tits, even." "I wanna fuck you, Mother!" "Well, if you insist," she replied teasingly. She squeezed the lips of her cunt, and his balls dropped out. Kevin quickly shoved his cock down. He placed his hands on her hips, staring as his cock pressed inward. He saw the lips of his mother's cunt sink inward, then his cock was inside again. The now-familiar heat enveloped his prick, and he ran his cock in all the way, stopped only by his balls pressing at her ass. Wilma gave a soft hiss and lifted her legs into the air. Kevin thrust his cock deeply as she spread her legs about his face. "Fuck me," she hissed, her hands now clawing at the cheeks of her ass. "Ohhh, Kevin, fuck Mother's cunt! Give it to me... give my hot cunt your hard, beautiful cock!" Kevin wrapped his arms about his mother's legs, holding them against his body, fucking her hard and deep. He gazed at her naked tits, watching them jiggle from the power of his lunges. Her nipples jutted up with hardness, and she was gasping as the pleasure sent waves of heat through her. Her eyes were slitted, smoldering with erotic hunger. His balls slapped against her creamy ass. Wilma wiggled her ass, closing her legs tight about his young face. Leaving one hand on her ass, she brought the other to her tits and squeezed them feverishly. "Stretch Mother's cunt, baby!" she hissed. "Ohhh, stretch my hot cunt with your cock! Fuck my pussy, darling; fuck it hard! Ohhhhh, Kevin, pound the piss out of my cunt!" Kevin was fucking as hard as he could, driving his cock in and out of the hairy cunt. Wilma's cunt gripped him tightly, feeling the friction as her clit scraped the cock-shaft. "I'm gonna make you come again, Mother!" Kevin gasped. "I'm gonna fuck you and make you come again." "Oooooh, do it, Kevin!" She twisted her ass into his body, his balls rubbing into the crack. She clutched his balls, trying to press them into her asshole as he plunged in. "I'm going to come!" she screamed. "Ohhh, fuck me faster! My cunt is on fire and I'm going to come, Kevin!" As the convulsion struck her body shook wildly. Her cunt began squeezing at his cock, squeezing so hard he had difficulty fucking her. "I'm coming! I'm coming!" Wilma wailed, her head twisting from side to side, her dark hair fanning. She clutched his writhing balls, pressing them against the pucker of her asshole, the other hand pressing the back of his hand onto her tit, flattening it. Kevin didn't say anything when he felt his cock ready to spurt. He just grunted through tight lips, straining into his mother's cunt. The explosion of his come juice splashed along the walls of her pussy, sending Wilma into shudders of ecstasy. Time and again her cunt received the juices of his balls, and her orgasm increased until she was coming one spasm after the other. They seemed to come for a long time. Kevin slumped, pressing his mother's knees against her tits. He pulled his hands free and slipped them under her lifted ass. He cupped his mother's ass cheeks, breathing hard. "Piss in me," Wilma's voice came almost harshly. "Piss in my fucking cunt, Kevin!" "I'll try, Mother." He strained, managing to spurt a few drops of piss into her pussy. "More!" Wilma urged. "Don't stop now! Piss in my fucking cunt, baby! Oooooh, I want you to piss in me... fill my pussy with hot piss!" "I can't, Mother," he groaned. "I don't have to piss right now." "Oh, damn!" Wilma replied. "Then let me loose. My legs hurt this way." Kevin pulled his cock from his mother's cunt, and she lowered her legs. Come juice dripped from her pussy. "I'm sorry, Mother," he said. Wilma looked at him, seeing the sad expression on his face. She sat upright, hugging him to her naked tits. "Don't be sorry," she soothed. "I just want to feel you pissing in my cunt. You'll do it later, won't you?" "Mother," he said, awed. "I'll do anything you want me to do. Anything!" "I know you will honey," she said, kissing his face, holding his cheeks with both hands. "I know you'll do anything I want." She pushed him away. Seeing his cock dangling, wet with the juices of her cunt and his come juice, she dipped her hand and lifted it. Her face went down and her tongue snaked out. She licked along the soft cock- shaft, tasting her cunt and his come juice. She flicked her tongue over the head of his cock, taking up the juices there. "You like that?" she gurgled, looking up at him. "Oh, wow!" "I guess that means you do," she laughed. Turning him around, she patted his ass. "Next time you fuck me, those pants have to be gone, down, or whatever. They're too rough against my legs." "When is the next time?" he asked, laughing. "Whenever you're ready," she replied. Kevin opened his pants and shoved them down, his back still toward her. Wilma gazed at his ass. The cheeks were tight and firm, young. When he stood, she couldn't resist cupping them for a feel. She squeezed his ass, bringing a moan from her son. Sliding a hand between his thighs, she cupped his balls. Playing with them and his ass, Wilma felt her cunt responding. "Oh, baby!" she murmured, shoving her face forward and nuzzling into his ass. "You're so damn nice to touch." Her hot breath fanned over Kevin's ass, and she twisted at his balls. It caused his cock to react, and it stood half in hardness. Taking her hand from between his thighs, she slipped it about his hips. Taking his half-hard cock in her fist, she jerked on it. At the same time, the tip of her tongue snaked out and began to lick at his ass cheeks. She lapped about one cheek, jacking on his cock, feeling his balls swing. Her cunt quivered and twitched, her clit swelling again. The wet heat in her cunt seemed to be guiding her, urging her. Pursing her lips, she kissed at his ass. Sliding her lips about, she dipped to taste the flesh of his thigh, running her tongue along the crease. She lapped the flat surface up and down, close to the crack. Kevin shivered, breathing hard. He liked the feel of his mother's tongue licking about his ass, the wetness, and the heat. "Are you gonna do anything to me, Mother?" he gasped. "Mmmmm, everything," she whispered, pumping at his cock. "Anything and everything." Her tongue scraped along the split of his ass. The hand on his cheek moved to the small of his back, pressing. Kevin leaned, bracing himself with his hands on his knees. Wilma drew back, gazing at her son's ass with smoldering, excited eyes. His cock was steadily growing in her jerking fist, throbbing. She felt her son tremble. "Mmmmmm!" she moaned, darting her tongue to the split of his ass. She ran it up and down the split, lowering her face and trying to tap against his balls. Kevin leaned farther, and Wilma's tongue tasted his balls. Her nose shoved into the crack of his ass. Running her tongue about his dangling balls, she drew it back, sliding it into the spilt of his ass cheeks. The tip licked at his tight asshole bringing a grunt from her son. The heat of his asshole seemed to scald her tongue, and Wilma rammed it tightly, twisting, licking. Releasing his cock, she clutched the cheeks of his ass, spreading them. The tiny ass pucker winked at her. With a low groan, Wilma shoved her face into her son's ass, her lips open, and tongue wiggling. Pressing her lips around his asshole, she sucked; her tongue licking. Kevin's cock throbbed and began to drip. Arching his ass back, he waggled it in his mother's face. Wilma tried to run her tongue into his asshole, but it was too tight. She licked along the inner cheeks; tasting the smoothness of his flesh. Again she stabbed her tongue at his asshole, trying to penetrate it. Again she failed. "Ohhhh, damn!" she cried with disappointment. "Turn around." Kevin stood upright and turned to face his mother. His cock was up, throbbing, waving. Slipping her hands up the back of his thighs, Wilma cupped his ass, pulling him forward slowly. Kevin watching his mother's face, his eyes glowing. The tip of his cock brushed her lips, and Wilma whimpered softly. His cock slid along the side of her nose. She shoved her tongue out as his balls rubbed across her lips. With a cry of pleasure, Wilma pulled her son's balls into her mouth. She sucked and licked them, digging her fingers into his ass cheeks. Turning his balls loose, she gazed up at him with eager eyes. Kevin pulled his cock down over her face, and her tongue licked the underside. When the prick-head reached her lips, Wilma quickly took it into her mouth. Her eyes rolled as she sucked on the smooth head of his cock, her tongue curling over his dripping piss hole. She pulled her hands from his ass and placed them behind her on the floor. She pulled his cook along with her as she leaned back. Kevin was intensely excited. The wet heat of his mother's mouth was different from her cunt. Wilma, her eyes hot as she gazed up at his excited face, began to suck him. She shoved her face forward, taking the length of his hot cock deep into her mouth. Her lips squeezed on his prick, writhing as her tongue licked the cock shaft. She felt the smooth prick-head against her throat. "Mmmmm," she whimpered. "Mmmm!" Her face began to move back and forth, her lips sucking at his cock. They were tight, wet, and hot and Kevin was shaking with excitement. Unexpectedly, Wilma pulled her mouth off his cock. "Ohhh. Kevin! You taste so fucking good!" she moaned. "Fuck my mouth, baby! Please, fuck me in my mouth! Use my mouth like it was my cunt! Oh, darling, fuck me in my hot mouth!" Kevin, more than eager, plunged his cock back into her mouth, almost cutting off the last word. Wilma gulped, her eyes rolling with delight. Kevin thrust his cock back and forth, watching as he fucked his mother's mouth. Her lips gripped his cock with wet heat, her tongue in constant motion. Her expression showed intense pleasure. Kevin watched her cheeks swell outward as he thrust in, and sink as he pulled back. The suction of his mother's mouth was unbelievable. Wilma's lips stretched tight as her son fucked her, clinging to the throbbing cock almost desperately. She groaned and whimpered as he fucked deep, as if trying to drive his prick into her throat. She felt the seeping juices burn across her tongue, then her throat. She swallowed rapturously, her eyes glazed and hot. His balls bounced on her chin with each lunge. "Mother!" Kevin shouted, pumping into her mouth with increasing force. "Ohhhh, your mouth is so wet and hot! I'm fucking you in the mouth, Mother!" "Mmmm!" Wilma replied, lifting a hand from the floor and cupping a cheek of his ass. She pressed on his ass, urging him to fuck her mouth as hard and as fast as he wanted. She loved the way his cock burned on her lips and on her tongue. Her lips felt intensely sensitive, as her cunt did. Her pussy was throbbing with heat, the juices moistening the carpet. Her clit was swollen and pulsing deliciously. In his excitement, Kevin grabbed his mother's face, fucking his cock back and forth with jerky strokes, his cock-shaft sliding in and out of her gripping, hot lips. His balls banged time and again upon his mother's chin. "Fucking your mouth!" Kevin groaned. "I'm fucking you in your mouth, Mother! Ooooh, it's so good! Your mouth feels so hot and wet! It's almost like your cunt, Mother! Almost... but not quite!" His cock was swelling inside her mouth, and Wilma, feeling it, was preparing to accept the squirt of his come juice into her throat. Her cunt was close to orgasm, yet resisting her efforts to explode. She began moaning with eager anticipation. She writhed her ass on the floor, clutching at his ass cheeks with both hands. "Mother, I might come!" Kevin shouted. "What do I do when I think I'm gonna come?" Wilma could only moan. He was fucking into her mouth with such a frenzy, she couldn't, didn't want to let go. She could feel his cock throbbing powerfully and was afraid if she pulled away to speak, he would squirt come juice into her face, not her mouth. Not that Wilma would mind that, but she wanted the thick, creamy sweet come juice in her mouth. Kevin, very close to coming, began to fuck her in this position, driving his cock in and out of her mouth, his balls dancing on her chin, her nose almost flattened each time he came downward. She clung to his tight ass with both hands, urging him to fuck hard. Wet sounds came from her mouth as his cock moved in and out. The increase of the thrusts sent a tremor of anticipation through Wilma. Kevin gave a groan, ramming his cock deep, his prick- head in his mother's throat. Then he tried to jerk free. Wilma held his ass tight, keeping his cock deep inside her mouth. "Mother! I'm gonna come! Ohhhh, Mother!" Wilma pulled his cock deep, her hands digging into the checks of his ass. The gushing come juice sprayed against her throat, burning deliciously. Wilma's eyes closed with ecstasy, her hips twisting as her cunt convulsed. The thick and creamy come juice splashed time and again into her mouth. She swallowed greedily and wetly, her tongue lapping. Each squirt of her son's come juice was nectar, creating a shattering orgasm between her thighs. She jabbed with cock-sucking pleasure, swallowing and gulping, thrilled to have him spewing into her mouth. CHAPTER 4 --------- "Piss on me," she whimpered softly. Kevin didn't hear; his breathing was too loud. "Kevin, piss on me," she said louder. Kevin lifted his head, looking down at her. Wilma had turned her face upward, her eyes still misty. "Please, piss on me, Kevin," she said, pleading. "I want it, baby! Piss on me... piss on Mother!" "I don't know if I can, Mother," he said. "You can!" Wilma begged. "Please, I need you to piss on me! Please, Kevin, please!" He moved back a bit, until he felt his mother's tits against his ass. He sat upright. Wilma stuffed one of her tits into the crack of his ass, feeling his asshole on her nipple. She writhed and arched up, trying to shove the nipple into his ass. His cock was resting on her neck. She stared up at his young face. "Darling, please piss on me!" She lifted his cock and stared at the pisshole. "Let me see you piss, Kevin," she whispered urgently. "Let Mother watch you piss on me." Kevin strained then gushed a small spurt of piss from his prick. There wasn't much force and it splashed upon his mother's chin. "Oooooh, yes!" she squealed, feeling the hot piss run across her neck. "My tits, darling! Piss on Mother's tits!" Kevin lifted himself, up and slid back onto her stomach. Wilma held his cock, aiming it at her tits. Kevin strained, and then began to piss with a strong stream. "Ohhhhh, wonderful!" Wilma squealed, feeling her son's hot piss stinging on her nipples. "Piss on Mother's tits! Piss all over my fucking titties! It's so warm, so wet!" Kevin giggled as he watched her tits being drenched by his piss. He felt his mother's body writhing in pleasure beneath him, and closed his thighs tightly at her waist. Wilma aimed his cock from one tit to the other, her expression showing a perverse ecstasy. Her tits were completely drenched by his hot piss, and she lifted his cock. The stream arced, splashing on her neck. Then she lifted it a bit more. "Mother!" Kevin gasped. "Mmmmm!" Wilma moaned as she made the hot piss splash over her lips, then to her nose. Kevin suddenly laughed nervously, watching his piss splash into his mother's face. It thrilled him, but he didn't understand why his mother enjoyed it so much. The stream slowed. "Ohhhh, don't stop!" she squealed. But Kevin did stop. The carpet beneath her head was soaked, but she didn't mind at all. She ran her tongue over her piss-wet lips, grinning lewdly at her son. The taste of his piss sent a wild shiver through her. Her dress was wet where it was tucked underneath her tits. There was a drop of golden piss clinging to the head of his cock. She pulled it to her mouth; flicked it away with the tip of her tongue; then pulled his prick into her mouth. Turning him loose, she said in a soft voice: "I've got to clean up. I've got piss all over me." "You really did like that, didn't you, Mother?" "Mmmmm, I told you," she grinned as he stood up. "I told you I wanted you to piss on me." Standing in the middle of the room, Wilma pulled her wet dress from her body. Kevin looked at his mother's nakedness, seeing her swelling tits, her light brown nipples, the flatness of her stomach. He stared for a long time at the thick tangle of her cunt hair, then her long legs. "Are you trying to eat me up with your eyes?" She smiled at him. "If you are, why don't you try using your mouth? You can eat me a lot better with your mouth, Kevin." Kevin grinned. "Not with piss all over you, Mother." "You never know, honey," she giggled, twisting her naked ass wickedly. "You never know what you like until you try it." She turned, shaking her creamy ass at him teasingly, then went to the laundry room. As she set the washing machine into motion, she smiled to herself. Seducing her son had been so easy, she thought. But then he was the right age to be seduced. Her cunt still tingled as she tasted his come juice and piss in her mouth. There was nothing she couldn't do with her son. She knew that now. He was so eager to fuck her, to be sucked by her she could get him to do anything. He hadn't balked when she wanted him to piss on her, and from his expression, had enjoyed its much as she did. She didn't know how long she stood at the washing machine, thinking, feeling good. But when she started back to her son, she almost walked in on them naked. Kevin and Sandra sat in the middle of the floor, facing each other, whispering. Sandra's legs were crossed, knees open. The skirt of her dress was high enough to show Wilma the tightness of her panties. There was no way Wilma could get to her room without being seen. She didn't want to step out there naked and shock the little girl. But then she couldn't stay where she was, either. She searched in the hamper and found a towel that just barely covered her. It would have to do, even if the swell of her tits were showing, the cheeks of her ass almost naked. She stepped into the room. Sandra looked up, her blue eyes widening for a moment. Wilma walked past them and felt their eyes turning to watch her. She knew her son would be pleased to see her ass showing, but she didn't know what Sandra's reaction would be. She was afraid to turn and look. If she had she would have seen a warm glow in the young girl's face, heat in those blue eyes that looked strange in one so young. She did hear, however, a low giggle. She entered her room, dropping the towel to the floor. She found a pair of Levi's cut-offs and a t-shirt. She took them into the bathroom, then ran a tub of water. Climbing into it, she wondered if and when her son would try something with Sandra. Any girl that took pleasure in pissing in the open, with the possibility of being seen, had to be erotic, Wilma thought. A slight sound caused her to look up. Sandra stood is the doorway. A tremor moved through Wilma as she looked at the lovely little girl. There was something in those blue eyes that made her keep quiet, something that told her Sandra was not as shy as she pretended to be. Sandra was looking at Wilma's tits. Her eyes were shining, and the hard little lumps on her chest moved up and down as she breathed. "Kevin said you liked to have your back washed," Sandra said, her voice very soft. Wilma nodded; the tension she felt not allowing her to speak. Sandra came into the bathroom. "I gotta pee first," she said, starting to lift her skirt. "Kevin said it was okay." Wilma was amazed at Sandra's lack of modesty as she watched her hold her dress at her waist and slide her panties down with the other hand. She caught a quick flash of the sugary little slit before Sandra sat on the toilet. When her piss tinkled into the water, Sandra never once took her eyes from Wilma's shapely, swelling tits. Hearing the sound, Wilma felt a tremor of pleasure clutch at her cunt. "You have beautiful tits," Sandra said, still without any sign of embarrassment. "I like the way they stand up, your nipples hard." Finished, Sandra stood up. It seemed to Wilma that the little girl held her skirt up a very long time, her panties stretched at her thighs. She saw Sandra's cunt fully now. She saw the almost-white fuzz near her clit, and the tiny tip that was protruding. With slow motions, Sandra pulled her panties up then let her dress fall. She moved to the tub, sinking to her knees. "I'll wash your back," she said softly. With the first touch of the cloth, Wilma felt her cunt pulsate into a near orgasm. She knew Sandra wanted more than to wash her back. There was something she had missed seeing about the girl, something exciting. After soaping Wilma's back, Sandra began to stroke her flesh lightly, her fingers feathery. Without asking, Sandra worked soap into the cloth and started to wash Wilma's tits. Wilma leaned back in the tub, watching with slitted eyes. Sandra spent a long time on her tits, feeling and squeezing more than washing. Wilma listened to the little girl's breathing increase as those small hands ran about her tits. The washcloth was no longer in use. Sandra was fondling her tits with her bare hands. Wilma let out a soft cry as the girl twisted and pulled at her nipples. Still without speaking, Sandra leaned over, her pink tongue flicking from her mouth. As Sandra's tongue licked across a nipple, Wilma sighed, moving her hand along Sandra's arm. A squeal came from Sandra, and she sucked one of Wilma's nipples into her mouth hungrily. She sucked at it as if it were a cock, her tongue licking, pulling, and stretching the nipple with tight lips. While she sucked at Wilma's nipples, Sandra moved a small hand underneath the water, sliding it along Wilma's shaking stomach. Wilma felt the fingers move through the thick strands of her cunt hair, then between her thighs. Sandra stroked Wilma's cunt lightly, but sucked on her nipple with wet greediness. Wilma gasped as a small finger penetrated the hairy lips of her cunt. She opened her legs as wide as she could in the tub, feeling Sandra's finger slowly enter her cunt. "Sandra," Wilma whispered hoarsely, breaking the silence. "Oh, Sandra!" She pressed her hand over Sandra's hand, between her thighs. Sandra looked at Wilma with hot blue eyes. Wilma couldn't resist the beauty, the eroticism of the young girl. She moved her hand down Sandra's back, over the sweet curve of her little ass, along the backs of her thighs. Reaching Sandra's knee, Wilma shoved her hand under the dress and felt upward, finding the girl's flesh very smooth. Her fingers touched the elastic of Sandra's panties. Sandra, still gazing into Wilma's eyes, began to work her finger back and forth, finger fucking Wilma slowly. Wilma cupped the small cheeks of the girl's ass, squeezing them as Sandra began to moan in pleasure. "You feel very good," Sandra whispered. "You feel real hot and wet here." Wilma purred, working her fingers between the back at Sandra's thighs. She felt the crotch of the tight panties, finding them hot and wet. The wetness could be from her piss, but then it could be due to the juiciness of the young cunt. Either way, Wilma didn't mind. She ran her finger along the slit of Sandra's cunt. Sandra moaned, and twisted her ass back, her finger moving in and of Wilma's cunt faster. She dipped her face once again, sucking one of Wilma's rigid nipples deep into her mouth. "Wanna come?" Sandra asked, her lips against Wilma's tingling tit. "Want me to make you come?" Although the young voice had a tremor, Wilma didn't detect any shyness in it. "God, Sandra!" Wilma groaned, lifting her hips high, her legs parted. She wiggled her hips, pumping on the penetrating finger. "Make me come, make me come!" Sandra giggled, and her finger began to thrust faster, sometimes drawing to rub frantically at Wilma's clit. Although her erotic senses were roaring, Wilma knew this little girl had some experience, at least with a cunt. She cupped one pantied ass cheek, squeezing it hard, making Sandra writhe. She shoved a finger into the tight panties, slipping it between Sandra's thighs. Sandra opened her knees as she knelt there, shoving her small ass back. Wilma found the slit of Sandra's pussy hot and wet, but no hair along the lips. She rubbed the inflamed clit of the girl, then darted her finger into the tight wetness of her cunt. Sandra squealed, jerking her ass to and fro as Wilma finger fucked her. Wilma began to twist her hips, churning the water. She gasped as the small finger plunged into her cunt, only to jerk out and rub hotly at her swollen clit, then back into her cunt again. Her own finger was slipping in and out of Sandra's pussy easily, the juices making it very slippery. Sandra's cunt was very tight on her finger, and when she attempted two fingers, she found it impassible. She drew her hand upward into the split of Sandra's ass. She poked lightly against the tight asshole, bringing a tight, hot whimper from Sandra. Wilma's finger slipped into the girl's asshole. Sandra, feeling Wilma's finger on her asshole, had shoved her ass back, just as Wilma was pressing. Wilma felt the tight asshole squeeze her finger, and then Sandra was humping her ass back and forth, fucking on her finger. The girl sucked in frenzy at Wilma's tits, her little finger flying in and out of her hairy cunt faster and faster. The gasping heat of the girl's breath burned the flesh of her naked tits. Wilma felt Sandra shaking and jerking her ass, fucking onto her finger. Then an understanding came to her. Somehow, somewhere, with someone, Sandra had been fucked in the asshole. And not just fucked, but loved it. No wonder she had not been able to get two fingers inside that tight cunt -- -Sandra was still a virgin, at least in her pussy. But her asshole -- it was tight, but obviously either a cock or fingers had fucked it often. Sandra lifted her mouth from Wilma's tit. Her blue eyes were glazed with passion. Her ass kept jerking back and forth, fucking onto Wilma's finger. "Ohhhh, do it, do it!" Sandra yelped. "It's good... so good! Do it to me! Oooooh, do it to me real deep!" Wilma began plunging her finger into Sandra's gripping asshole each time that small ass jerked backwards. Sandra, all the time, finger fucked her cunt with a frenzy of motion. "Oooooh, Sandra!" Wilma purred. "You're tight! You're so fucking tight!" "Yes!" Sandra sobbed, ramming her finger into Wilma's cunt, pressing her hand hard. "Ohhhh, I'm gonna come! Do it harder to me! I like it real hard! Oooooh, I'm about to come!" Wilma used her other hand to shove aside the tight panties, exposing a creamy little ass. She saw Sandra's asshole clutching her finger tightly, the flesh sinking inward, then sucking on her finger when she pulled it back. Sandra was boiling, sobbing and squealing with ecstasy. "Oooooh, deep, deep!" Sandra cried out, shaking her ass wildly. "I'm gonna come! Oohhh fuck me there! Fuck me in my asshole!" Wilma just as excited as Sandra, still heard the lewd words. Whoever had been fucking this beautiful little ass must have taught them to Sandra, she thought. A vague thought came to her: where was Kevin? But it faded quickly when she felt Sandra's asshole start squeezing her finger. "Oooooh, yes, I'm coming!" Sandra wailed. "Fuck me up the ass! Fuck my asshole... keep me coming! Oooooh, so good!" Wilma plunged her finger in and out of Sandra's asshole with a frenzy, watching the creamy sweetness shake and shudder. One of her fingers moved along the slit of the hairless cunt, and found it very juicy. "Oh... ohhhh, I like it!" Sandra sobbed, a series of spasms shooting through her small body. "I wanna come and come! I don't wanna ever stop coming! Fuck my ass... fuck me up the ass!" Wilma stayed with the little girl. Her finger drove relentlessly in and out of the tight ass. She was amazed at the easy way Sandra took her finger and delighted with the wiggles of that cute ass. As the orgasms stilled, Wilma kept her finger inside Sandra's asshole. She watched a final shudder raise goose bumps on the creamy flesh. Leaning way over the rim of the tub, Wilma kissed the sweet cheeks of Sandra's ass and slowly pulled her finger free. She watched Sandra's asshole close and tightens as her finger came out. Again she kissed the smooth ass cheek, and on a sudden impulse, slipped her tongue into the crack, licking the pucker of Sandra's asshole. "Oooh, I like that!" Sandra gurgled, waggling her ass into Wilma's face. "Do it again!" With a soft chuckle, Wilma ran the flat surface of her tongue up and down the sweet ass, twisting it at the tightness. She wasn't surprised as the tip of her tongue slipped into Sandra's asshole. It went in easily, bringing a sob of delight from the girl. Slapping her hand on Sandra's ass lightly, Wilma said: "That's enough. I've got to get out of the tub before my skin is all wrinkled." Sandra turned over and sat on the floor, leaning against the wall, her knees up. The crotch of her panties was exposed, caught on the pink lips of her pussy. Wilma climbed from the water, taking a huge towel. Water streamed from her body. Sandra giggled, gazing at Wilma's cunt. "Something funny?" Wilma asked, drying her tits. "It looks like you're peeing," Sandra giggled. Water streamed from the hair of her cunt, running down her thighs to the floor. "Does that excite you, Sandra?" Wilma asked in a soft voice. "Does it?" "Oooh, yes!" Wilma parted her legs. Piss spewed from her cunt, splashing down on the floor. She dropped the towel and pulled the hairy lips of her cunt apart, shoving her hips forward. She pissed in a long golden arc, watching Sandra's face go through a series of changes, all of them erotic. CHAPTER 5 --------- There didn't seem much sense in dressing now, Wilma decided. After what she and Sandra had done with each other, the girl certainly wouldn't be surprised about Kevin. Wrapping a fresh towel about her nakedness, she pulled Sandra from the floor. For a moment Sandra held tightly to Wilma, her arms wrapped about her waist, hugging, her face buried into Wilma's tits. Wilma held the girl, moving her hands up and down the small, shaking back. She cupped a little ass cheek, squeezing it gently, and then tilted Sandra's face upward. There were tears in Sandra's eyes. "Why, honey," Wilma said, "Why are you crying?" "Because I wasn't sure," Sandra said in a soft voice. "I was afraid." "Afraid? Of what?" "Of touching you," Sandra replied. "I thought you'd get mad and make me go home. And I wanted to feel you so bad!" Wilma caressed the blonde hair tenderly. "Well, there's no reason to cry now, honey. You've felt me." "Then I'll cry because I'm happy," Sandra smiled through her tears. Wilma stroked across the hard little knots of Sandra's tits, feeling them. They hardly filled her hand but were a delight to touch. She squeezed each little tit, then pushed Sandra away. She dipped her head, and through the thin dress, bit gently at one of Sandra's small nipples. "I won't even ask why you like it in the ass, Sandra," Wilma whispered. "That's your business." "Okay." Sandra said. "But I don't mind telling you. It was a boy at school. He fucked me there... and I've loved it ever since." Wilma laughed. "Your first fuck?" Sandra nodded, eyes shining. "So you take it up the ass, not your pussy, huh?" Sandra giggled. "I will one of these days, I guess. But right now I love getting fucked in the ass. It makes me came so hard." Wilma took Sandra's hand and they walked out of the bathroom into the living room. Kevin was still there, sitting on the floor where Sandra had left him. He looked up, grinning as they came in. "You sure took a long bath, Mother," he said, glancing at Sandra. "What went on in there?" "That's our secret," Wilma said, smiling at Sandra who was pressing close to her. "Isn't that right, Sandra?" "Right," Sandra agreed. "Are we going to keep that secret?" Wilma asked. Sandra was looking at Kevin. Wilma noticed her eyes were on the front of his shorts. "I don't want to," she said softly. "We can tell Kevin, I guess." Wilma remained on her feet as Sandra sat in front of Kevin again, crossing her legs once more. This time her dress was much higher. Kevin's eyes widened as he saw the crotch of Sandra's panties. "Tell me what?" he honked, his voice cracking. He turned and looked up at his mother. The towel around her was very high, and the hair of her cunt was showing. "Sandra likes it up the ass," Wilma said. "Up the ass?" Kevin said, a glow coming into his eyes. Sandra giggled. "I know you peeked at me when I peed, Kevin. Don't try to lie. I know you saw me." "But that's what Sandra wanted you to do, honey," Wilma said to her son. Sandra nodded. "I wanted you to do it to me, Kevin." Kevin gulped, looking back at Sandra. "You mean, you wanted me to fuck you, Sandra?" Sandra nodded again giggling. "In my ass." "Hey, wow!" Wilma squatted near them. The flash of her hairy cunt was brief. She was smiling, her face radiant with erotic pleasure. She placed her hand on her son's thigh, moving it upward. She shoved her hands underneath his shorts, tickling the head of his cock. "Anything wrong with that, Kevin?" she asked. "Not anything I know of," Kevin replied, gazing at the crotch of Sandra's panties. Sandra leaned forward, sliding her hand up his other thigh. She poked her fingers into his shorts and felt his balls. She giggled lewdly, shoving his shorts to one side. Her small hand cupped his balls, and Wilma pulled the head of his cock from the leg. Sandra giggled as she saw it, squeezing Kevin's balls tenderly. "That cock would feel very good in my ass," she said in a whispery voice. "It isn't all that big." "Hey, now!" Kevin said. "I don't mean it that way," Sandra said. "I can't take a real big cock in my ass. Yours looks just the right size, Kevin." Wilma listened to them, excited by what was said. She stroked her son's cock, feeling it swell. She watched Sandra playing with his balls, her cunt wet, pulsating. Sandra's comment about a big cock was telling. Apparently, somewhere, she had tried to get a large cock up her tight little asshole. Sandra, with her eyes swimming hotly, pulled Kevin's hand up her slim thigh. She placed his hand at the crotch of her tight panties. Kevin didn't need any assistance. He stroked his fingers up and down the tight panties, feeling the wet heat of her young cunt. "I like to have my cunt touched," Sandra said. "Even a finger in it, but when I get fucked, I want it in my ass." Wilma had moved away, slipping behind Sandra. She unbuttoned the girl's dress, and Sandra helped her in removing it. Sandra didn't wear a bra, and her small tits were hard little bumps with pink nipples. Wilma pressed her own tits against the girl's back, closing her hands on Sandra's small tits. She squeezed them gently, bringing a moan from Sandra. Sandra had released Kevin's balls and was now stroking at his swollen cock, her blue eyes gleaming with desire. "You've got to stand up, Sandra," Wilma said with a husky voice. "I want to take your panties off." Sandra rose to her knees, leaning to keep a tight grip on Kevin's cock. Wilma peeled the white panties down. Sandra lifted first one knee, then the other and her panties were gone. Her body, small, shapely, aroused an intense excitement in Wilma, but not as intense as in her son. His cock rose up with jerking hardness as he gazed at the lightly fuzzed slit of Sandra's cunt. He licked his lips, and his mother knew he wanted to taste that candied pussy. "Your shorts," Sandra whispered. "Take them off, Kevin." Kevin was quick to get out of them, his cock swinging free, his balls full. Sitting on her heels, Sandra stared at his cock and balls with enormous eyes, eyes that were moist with anticipation. Behind her, Wilma slipped a hand to the little ass, working a finger into the crack. She rubbed at Sandra's asshole, feeling it contract, ready. Sandra gave a small squeal, twisting around until she had her head and shoulders on the floor, her beautiful ass arching into the air, waving, shivering. The small cheeks parted to expose the pinkness of her asshole. It was crinkled sweetly, and the contractions invited Kevin's cock with obvious pleasure. The small pussy just below could be seen, its puffy lips glistening with wetness. The girl was gasping heavily as she waggled her uplifted ass, her fingers already clawing at the carpet. On her knees beside Sandra, Wilma urged her son to the sweet ass. Grasping Kevin's cock with a tight fist, she pumped on it. Her other hand moved up and down the spreading cheeks of Sandra's ass, rubbing about the crinkling asshole. Kevin's cock dripped as he watched his mother's hand. Slowly, Wilma pressed the tip of her middle finger against Sandra's asshole, bringing a groan of pleasure from the girl. Wilma's finger entered, and Kevin gulped as he saw the tight flesh grip his mother's finger. "Oooooh!" Sandra purred. "I like it! I love it!" Her tight ass stretched as Wilma fucked her finger in and out. The pink flesh clung to Wilma's finger, sinking inward as Wilma shoved forward. Wilma smeared the juices dripping from the piss hole of her son's cock along the creamy smooth cheeks of Sandra, dipping his cock downward and brushing at the steamy little slit of her cunt. Sandra squealed and gurgled, shaking her ass lewdly. Taking her finger out of Sandra's asshole, Wilma pulled her son's throbbing cock up from the almost hairless cunt, sliding it wetly about Sandra's asshole. Releasing her grip on Kevin's cock, Wilma cupped his dangling balls, her dark eyes blazing with erotic heat. Kevin pressed the head of his cock against Sandra's asshole. Sandra gave a wail of eagerness, arching her ass back to him. The head of his prick slipped into the tightness easily, then closed about the smooth cock- head with a firm grip. "Oooooh, yes!" Sandra whimpered, making her asshole work on the head of Kevin's cock. "It... give me more, Kevin!" Wilma let go of her son's cock. Cupping the already parted cheeks of Sandra's ass, she pulled them wider, watching her son's cock inside the round asshole. "Shove it in her, Kevin!" she hissed with excitement. "Shove your cock up her little ass!" "Yes, Kevin!" Sandra breathed. "Shove it up my ass." Kevin rested his hands near the base of Sandra's spine, his eyes bulging as he began to slide his cock inward. The deeper he went, the hotter it seemed to be. He entered slowly, savoring the tight heat. When the full length of his cock was buried into Sandra's clinging asshole, his balls smashed upon her steamy, sugary cunt. "Ohhhh, now fuck me!" Sandra cried. "Fuck me now, Kevin! Ohhh, your cock is so deep! Fuck me, Kevin! Please! Fuck me up my ass... my asshole!" Wilma continued to clutch the small cheeks of Sandra's ass, keeping them parted, watching her son's cock as he moved it back and forth. She was breathing with tight hissing sounds, her cunt boiling with perverse pleasure. She was so juicy; the liquids seeped from her hairy cunt and started running down her inner thighs. She pulled one of Kevin's hands off Sandra's ass, jerking it to her own cunt. She cupped her son's hand into her crotch and started rubbing her cunt into his palm. Her eyes never turned from the stretching asshole her son's cock was starting to fuck. Jumping to her feet, Wilma spread her legs, shoving her hips forward. She held her son's wrist as he plunged his fingers into her fiery cunt. "Ohhhh, finger-fuck me!" Wilma groaned. "Finger-fuck my hot cunt, Kevin! Ohhh, baby, fuck Sandra's tight little asshole, and fuck my cunt with your fingers!" Kevin didn't have a chance to finger-fuck his mother. She was swinging her hips about, pumping her cunt onto his hand, gripping his wrist. Through the ecstasy she felt, Wilma continued to gaze hotly at his cock as it thrust in and out of Sandra's wiggling ass. There was something very exciting about watching him fucking the tight asshole. "Ooooh, Kevin, Kevin!" Sandra wailed, rocking her uplifted ass about. "It feels so good! Oh, your cock fills my asshole so nice! Fuck me up the ass! Fuck my little ass! Fuck me!" Kevin's eyes darted from Sandra's asshole to his hand, watching his mother fuck herself with his finger, then down to the gripping asshole again. He plunged in and out, his ass tightening. His balls slapped wetly against Sandra's burning little cunt. He began grunting with each thrust. His cock throbbed powerfully, and the heat of Sandra's ass was pulling on it. Wilma's eyes were hazy as she watched Sandra banging her ass back and forth, fucking her son's cock, meeting the lunges with what would otherwise be a painful experience. But Sandra certainly was not feeling any pain; she was feeling intense ecstasy. She cried out with the quick thrusts of his cock, sobbed with delight as tiny fires began to lick about her cunt and asshole. Her small titties were scraped on the carpet. She spread her knees wider, throwing her ass back onto Kevin's cock with frantic motions. "Fuck me!" she squealed. "My cock is so fucking hard!" Kevin groaned. "Pound your fingers up my cunt!" Wilma yelped. "In the ass!" Sandra wailed. "Fuck her asshole, Kevin!" "Hot ass," Kevin groaned. "Hot fucking asshole!" "Fuck my cunt!" Wilma began screaming. The words mixed until it was difficult to say who was saying what. Wilma was grinding her cunt onto her son's fingers with vigorous motions. Sandra was slamming her asshole back onto Kevin's cock. Kevin was grimacing as his come juice boiled inside his swinging balls. Moans and soft screams mingled with words; no coherent sentence was heard. The heavy breathing filled the room along with the wet sounds of orgiastic fucking. The whole of Kevin's hand was inside his mother's fiery, slippery cunt, and she was riding it almost violently, her tits jiggling as her ass pumped. Kevin plunged into the gripping fire of Sandra's asshole, his balls banging upon her quivering cunt lips. Sandra was sobbing as the ecstasy grew hotter and hotter inside her ass. "Ohhh, I'm gonna come!" Kevin yelled, ramming his cock as hard and deep as he could into Sandra's receptive asshole. "I'm gonna come!" "Squirt it to her, baby!" Wilma hissed, her cunt clinging to his hand. "Come up her hot little asshole!" "Ohhhh, yes, Kevin!" Sandra sobbed. "Come in my fucking ass! Squirt it up my hot asshole! Hurry... I'm gonna come, too!" Kevin jammed every inch of his throbbing cock into the small asshole, gritting his teeth. The fingers of his hand on her ass dug into the smooth, creamy flesh. The hot, thick come juice gushed from his cock, flooding the heated walls of Sandra's asshole. Wilma banged her hairy cunt swiftly on her son's hand, feeling her orgasm so very close. Her pussy held his hand just around the wrist, her clit swollen and elongated painfully. Her beautiful face was screwed up with agonizing torment. She wanted to come, but it wouldn't happen. She was desperate for that all-consuming feeling of orgasm. Holding her son's hand deep inside her cunt, she began to agitate her long, inflamed clit in a brutal way. Still her orgasm eluded her. Kevin, his cock finally draining into the greedy asshole of Sandra, remained on his knees, his cock still up her asshole. Sandra was still clutched with orgasms, but they were fading. Her asshole squeezed and his cock was pushed free. Wilma saw his cock come out through her desperation. Quickly, she grabbed her son's hair, jerking his face between her legs. "Suck me! Ohhh, suck my cunt, Kevin! I want to come... tongue fuck mother's cunt! Ooooh eat me! Lick my pussy... suck my cunt! Make me come, baby!" Holding her son's face tight against her hairy, juicy cunt, she Curlyed her crotch about his face. Kevin, to keep his balance, grabbed his mother's naked ass and hung on. He opened his mouth and sucked at the hairy cunt, his tongue lapping in frenzy, tasting the boiling juices as they dripped into his mouth. His tongue penetrated his mother's fiery cunt, darting in and out, fucking her. Sandra had rolled to her side, her eyes huge with awe as she watched Kevin sucking his mother's cunt. The long strands of dark pussy hair concealed his face. She lifted one knee and began to rub her hairless pussy as she watched them. Wilma banged her cunt into Kevin's sucking month with frenzy, squealing and sobbing as her orgasm swelled until it was almost unbearable. She squirmed and smashed her cunt into his face, her eyes open but sightless. "Ooooh, hurry!" Wilma begged. "Suck me, Kevin! My cunt... is on fire! I can't come! Oh, fuck my cunt... tongue my cunt! Suck... me... eat me!" Her rounded ass swung and thrust with increasing desperation. The orgasm was there, on the surface, ready. Her tits were swollen and tight. Sandra, watching, was amazed at the passion Wilma displayed. She had never known anyone to be this hot, this desperate, to come. The lewd display excited her, and she wormed a finger into her little, hairless cunt, working it in and out. "Now!" Wilma screamed. "Ohhhh, I think... yes!" Her cunt exploded into her son's face. The orgasm whipped about Wilma's cunt like an exploding star. The heat seemed to envelop her crotch, searing the flesh on her son's face, melting his tongue as he drove it in and out of her juicy cunt. Kevin, feeling his mother's cunt grip his tongue with wet waves of orgasm, jerked it free. He closed his mouth around her clit, sucking on it, his tongue flying around the tip. His mother's naked body shook violently as she beat her cunt into his mouth. "I'm coming! Oh, God... so hard! So strong! Suck me, Kevin! Suck my cunt! Ooooooh... ohhh, suck Mother's hairy cunt!" Kevin's face was smeared with the juices. There was so much it ran down his chin, onto his neck. He swallowed as his mouth filled, tasting the juices of his mother's hungry cunt. Wilma squeezed her creamy thighs tightly about his face as she came, her body shuddering, ass cheeks clenching. Wilma held her son's face between her thighs until the overwhelming orgasms stopped. By then her legs were shaking so badly, the only thing holding her up was his hands on her ass. Drawing away from him, she slumped to the floor, breathing so hard her tits heaved up and down. Kevin's face was smeared with the cunt juices, his lips slightly puffy -- his mother had beat her hairy cunt into his face that hard. He leaned back, hands behind him. There was a huge grin on his young face. There weren't many boys his age that could fuck a tight little asshole, and eat their mother's cunt immediately after. He was very well pleased with himself. Sandra slipped her finger out of her cunt and scooted to Kevin. She dipped her lovely face down and ran the tip of her tongue across his cock. She giggled, lifting her head and looking at him. "You don't mind, Kevin?" "Mind what?" be asked, stupidly. "Me licking your cock?" "Mother sucks me all the time," he said. "You can, too." "I don't mean that," Sandra giggled. "All boys love to get sucked off. I may be young, but I'm not dumb. I mean you don't mind if I lick it, even if it was up my asshole?" "Whatever turns you on," he said. "I love the way a cock smells after it's been in my ass," she giggled lewdly. "It tastes good, too." "Can I put my cock in your cunt Sandra?" Kevin asked. "You can fuck me when I'm older," Sandra said to Kevin. "You can fuck me in my cunt then." "How long do I have to wait, Sandra?" "Oh, maybe a year," the girl said. "I'm too young to fuck, you know." CHAPTER 6 --------- After relaxing for few minutes Wilma asked Sandra to lick her cunt. Sandra shoved her hands down and clutched the twisting cheeks of Wilma's ass. Lifting Wilma's crotch against her mouth, she shot her tongue in and out of the hairy cunt, fucking it faster and faster. Kevin became excited again, and his cock started to swell. He took Sandra's hand and brought it to his prick. Feeling his cock in her hand, Sandra began to jack him, but kept her tongue fluttering in and out of Wilma's cunt. Once more she had lifted her sweet, small ass into the air. Wilma clung to the blonde head, grinding her cunt into Sandra's face with almost a mindless, fury. "Ohhhhh, make me come, Sandra!" she groaned. "Fuck my cunt, baby! Suck my hot cunt... fuck it with your tongue! I want to come!" Sandra's little tongue couldn't go deep, but the way she licked and sucked with her lips was fantastic! A hot feeling of intense rapture spread throughout Wilma's body. Her head twisted back and forth on the floor, her ass churning frantically into the little girl's face. Kevin's cock swelled inside Sandra's pumping fist. Pulling her hand away, he moved to her ass, his cock arching outward. Pulling the sweet cheeks of her ass apart, he pressed the head of his cock against her tight asshole. Feeling it, Sandra sobbed and shoved backward. Kevin saw that small asshole press over the head of his cock; felt the delicious heat of it. His cock slithered completely into Sandra's asshole, his balls smashed upon her hot, wet, trembling cunt. He grabbed her hips and began to fuck her in the ass almost harshly. Sandra whimpered into Wilma's cunt, her tongue flying up and down the hairy lips, dipping into the wetness, then she began to suck at Wilma's long clit. Wilma Curlyed her cunt up and down, sobbing as her orgasm grew closer. "Tight ass," Kevin grunted, ramming his throbbing cock swiftly into Sandra's asshole. "So fucking tight, Sandra!" "Ram her little ass!" Wilma shouted. "Ohhhh, Kevin, fuck her up the asshole! Fuck Sandra in her hot asshole! Oooooh, Sandra, suck hard! Ohhh, shit, suck me! Your mouth, your tongue... ohhhh, I'm about to come! Lick hard... suck hard! Ohhhh, my cunt is... is... hot!" Sandra thrust her tongue into Wilma's slippery cunt, plunging it in and out, waggling her ass as Kevin stabbed his throbbing cock deeply. "I'm going to... ohhhh, I'm coming!" Wilma screamed. "I'm coming, coming, coming!" Sandra felt Wilma's cunt clutch at the tip of her tongue. She mewled loudly, tasting the hot, slippery juices as her small mouth filled. She worked and swallowed, tonguing Wilma's cunt the way she had tongued Kevin's spewing cock. Kevin rammed his cock faster and faster, feeling his balls tighten at the base. His cock came free of Sandra's asshole, and he quickly lunged it forward again. Right up her tight little cunt! Sandra's eyes popped wide, a scream coming from her throat. Kevin, although he knew where his cock was, kept fucking, not pausing. His discharge was coming, and he couldn't stop for anything. Sandra felt his cock spread the tightness of her young cunt, felt it go deep. It seemed to her that her cunt had been stuffed with a thick, long rod, a very hard rod. It caused her clit to become knotted, scraping along the shaft of his prick. She began to suck violently at Wilma's cunt, her tongue twisting with a hot hunger. Kevin was still fucking wildly into Sandra's cunt when his mother released the girl's head. Sandra raised up, a sob boiling out of her slippery, wet mouth. "Oooooh, Kevin, you're in my cunt!" she wailed. "You're fucking me in my pussy!" "Yeah, yeah!" Kevin grunted. "Ohhh, don't stop!" Sandra groaned. "Fuck me, Kevin! Ooooh, fuck me in my cunt!" With the delicious glow of her orgasms still with her, Wilma lifted her head and looked. Sandra's thighs were parted, and she was pumping her ass up and down, sitting on Kevin's cock. She could see the hairless, sugary lips stretched about her son's cock and she could see his balls. "Ohhhh, I'm gonna come!" Sandra yelped. Her small tits strained outward, the tiny pink nipples rigid. "I'm gonna come... come all over the fucking place. Fuck me, Kevin! Oooh, fuck me in my cunt... I love it!" Wilma realized Sandra was in ecstasy. She parted her thighs wide, running her hands into the curls of her cunt. She parted the lips of her pussy, the wet interior exposed. She watched Sandra's face closely, then began to piss. She shot a strong, golden stream upward, splashing onto her son's thighs. Sandra squealed and leaned forward. As Wilma strained, pissing high in the air, Sandra shoved her face into it. The little girl squealed with ecstasy as the hot piss splashed into her young face. Wilma grinned. "Wash your face in my piss, Sandra," she urged. "Wash your cock-sucking face in my piss!" "Oooooh, I will!" Sandra yelped, bringing her hands up and washing her face as Wilma pissed into it. Kevin, still plunging his hard cock into the tight little cunt, felt his mother's piss on his thighs. He lifted his hands until he was cupping the small tits of Sandra, squeezing them as his balls swelled. He felt hot piss on his hands as Sandra gurgled and washed her face in it. Lifting her face out of the stream, Sandra shouted: "Kevin, I'm gonna come! My cunt is... ohhh, there!" The contractions of Sandra's young cunt clawed at his cock. Kevin had no choice. Her hot pussy began to suck on his prick in powerful waves of fiery heat. His come juice boiled from his piss hole, flooding the walls of Sandra's velvety cunt. Sandra, feeling his come juice fill her pussy, shoved her face back into the stream of Wilma's hot piss. While the piss splashed across her lips, she moved lower, her eyes closed, but her pretty face contorted with perverse ecstasy. Wilma watched excitedly as the little girl shoved her face down until it was only an inch or so from her pissing cunt. Then, without warning, she grabbed the back of Sandra's head and rammed her pissing cunt into Sandra's face. Sandra gurgled as piss sprayed around her face, past her cheeks. Her cunt contracted again about Kevin's squirting cock. "Drink my piss, Sandra!" Wilma urged in a thick voice. "Open your little cock-sucking mouth and let me piss in it." Sandra parted her lips slightly, feeling and tasting the hot piss spurt past her teeth. And again her cunt convulsed in a searing, consuming, orgasm. The orgasm was so powerful her small body shook violently. Hardly knowing what she was doing, Sandra parted her mouth wide and tasted Wilma's steaming piss on her tongue. She swallowed, and then came again. "You're a hot little piece of ass, Sandra," Wilma said. They were sitting in a circle, facing each other. Sandra's legs were parted, her lovely pussy on display. Kevin, his cock almost raw from fucking and being sucked, sat with his legs crossed, his cock resting on his ankle. "Kevin fucked me in my cunt," Sandra giggled. "Maybe he was too excited," Wilma smiled. "I was gonna wait a while, but I'm glad it happened now," Sandra laughed. "It really felt good. Once his cock was up my cunt, I loved it." "Of course you did," Wilma said. "With your hot ass, you'd love anything. I know." "I know, too," Sandra giggled. "What really turned you on, though," Wilma said, "was when I pissed in your face." "Mmmmmmm, yes, it did!" Sandra fondled her small, hard tits. "I didn't know it would make me so hot, either." "Oh, come on, baby," Wilma teased. "You can't tell me you never been pissed on that way." Sandra shook her head. "But I haven't, Wilma. That was the first time, really. Oh, I've pissed in my hand and washed my face before, but it's the first time I've let someone piss in my face. And, it's the first time I've had a cock in my cunt, too." "Is it gonna be the last time?" Kevin asked. "Ohhhh, no!" Sandra squealed. "I'm just gonna have trouble about where to fuck, now -- in my asshole or my cunt!" "I doubt that," Wilma replied. "Just take it where it goes, that's all." Sandra dropped her hands from her tits. She parted her legs and pulled the succulent lips of her hairless cunt open. Her tiny clit lifted. "I feel like I might have to piss," she giggled. Wilma and Kevin stared at the sugary cunt. "You can't go to the bathroom," Wilma said in a whispery voice. "You have to piss here in front of us." "Would you like that?" Sandra asked. "Do you like to watch people piss, too?" "I sure do," Wilma murmured. "Show us," Kevin said, his voice showing excitement. "Let us watch you piss, Sandra." "But I wanna see you piss, too, Kevin," Sandra said. "I will," he replied, "but let us see you first." "Okay," Sandra giggled. She lifted herself to her knees, spreading them wide. She held the lips of her sugary pink cunt wide apart. She was still giggling, as she began to piss. "Ooooh, beautiful," Wilma hissed, her eyes big and bright. "That's beautiful, Sandra." Slipping her hand, palm up, into the stream of the hot piss, Wilma cried out softly. Piss splashed over her hand as she lifted it, cupping Sandra's little pussy. Sandra arched her hips forward, peering down. "So hot," Wilma whispered. "It feels so very hot." "Taste it," Sandra urged. Wilma cupped her palm then brought it to her lips. Her tongue dipped into the hot piss, lapping it up the way a dog would drink from a bowl. She pressed her palm to her lips, then shoved her other hand to Sandra's pissing cunt. She began to let one hand fill as she licked at the other. Kevin grunted as he watched, taking hold of his cock. It was growing again. CHAPTER 7 --------- The moment Wilma woke up, her mind flooded with erotic hungers, perverse hungers. And she had the means to satisfy those hungers. She was finding that she was not only erotic of mind and body, but enjoyed and craved the more bizarre and perverse pleasures of the flesh. She bathed and dressed while her son continued to sleep. She brushed her hair until it gleamed. She even went so far as to shampoo the thick hair of her cunt, giggling at her naughtiness. Returning to the bed, wearing panties and bra, she looked down at her sleeping son. Her bra exposed her nipples, and they turned hard as she looked at Kevin. Her panties were a normal bikini type, but a size too small for her. They slipped between the split of her ass, showing the creamy swells. The crotch pulled up into her cunt, and her cunt lips spread outside it. Kevin slept on his back, his cock standing straight up in sleep. His precious young balls looked full again. He came so much, she thought, looking down on him. His balls were so young, yet held much come juice. And his cock, not yet as long and thick as a man's, excited her more than any cock in the world. She wanted to wrap her lips about it, suck it and see if she could make him come off in her mouth before he woke up, but she resisted the temptation. She went to the kitchen to prepare his breakfast. She had been in there only a short time when Kevin came in, rubbing at his sleepy eyes. "Good morning," she said, noticing his cock had deflated. "You didn't piss yet, did you?" Kevin grinned at her. "I wouldn't dare, Mother. I never know when you might want it." "Wonderful," Wilma chuckled. "Eat your breakfast, then we'll see if we can come up with something. When you have to piss, you have to piss, and we don't want you to suffer." Kevin ate hungrily, washing his food down with two tall glasses of ice-cold milk. Wilma took him by his hand. They walked to the bathroom, where Wilma went to her knees and fondled his cock and balls. Turning him around, she stroked his ass, kissing it, darting her tongue about the young, firm cheeks. She sat on the floor of the bathroom, resting her head on the toilet. She pulled her son back until she had his ass in her face. Reaching in front of him, she grasped his cock, and at the same time she began to lick into his asshole. Kevin gazed down at his mother's long thighs, seeing the hair and the pink lips of her cunt on either side of the very tight panties. "You better be careful, Mother," he said. "You'll be sucking the shit out of me." "Mmmmm," Wilma whimpered, lapping along his asshole. "I wouldn't mind that," she said. "I don't think so, anyway." Kevin turned to face her, his cock half-hard. Wilma leaned her head back on the toilet; her face turned up to him. She stared at his cock with hungry eyes. "Kevin, you've got to piss in my face. You've got to use my face as the toilet." He grinned as he looked down at her. "You're really turned on by piss, aren't you, Mother?" "Do you mind?" she whispered, stroking his thighs, his hips, but gazing at his cock all the time. "Do you care if I am, honey?" "I think it's fun, Mother." She brought her hand to his prick; holding it at the base. She moved it up and down. "You'll do it for me, won't you? I mean, use Mother's face for your toilet?" "Whatever you want, Mother," he replied. "I sort of like it, too." "Sort of?" she asked softly. "Just sort of?" "It turns me on, too," he admitted. "Then piss in my face!" she groaned. Kevin shoved his hips forward, his feet on each side of his mother's body. Wilma held her son's cock, aiming it into her face. "Now, honey!" she urged hoarsely. "Piss in Mother's face now! Please, oh please!" Kevin didn't have to strain very hard. The golden piss squirted from his cock. He watched it splash into his mother's beautiful face. Wilma groaned with pleasure as the hot piss sprayed about her nose, her cheeks. She moved his cock, and the piss tingled on her closed lips. She began to purr and writhe her ass on the tile of the bathroom floor. The hot piss ran about her neck and shoulders, but she kept the force of it in her face, mostly on her lips. She had closed her eyes, savoring the perverse ecstasy. Her cunt tingled and swelled; the crotch of the panties drawn tightly into the slit. Her cunt started to tingle and become knotted. She parted her lips slightly, feeling her son's piss seep past her teeth. Her tongue tasted it, and she moaned louder. Slowly, she began to open her lips. Kevin watched, his face eager, excitement growing inside his young body. Wilma's lips opened wider, her teeth parting. The stream of piss flowed into her mouth. A soft sob bubbled from her contracted throat as her cunt erupted into orgasm. Her lips opened wider and finally her mouth opened as wide as possible. She clung to his cock, making sure he pissed into her mouth. She moved her tongue, taking the piss on the flat surface of it then moved his cock slightly. The hot stream gushed into her mouth, into her throat. Wilma began to swallow. Her cunt clenched as an overwhelming orgasm shot through it. She cried out, pulling at her son's cock, bringing it downward to her mouth. She held his cock a few inches from her mouth, drinking his piss. But as a third orgasm boiled through her cunt, she pulled the head of her son's cock between her lips. Kevin stopped pissing for a moment, then started once again. Wilma held her lips just past his piss hole, sucking at his piss, her tongue resting lightly upon it. The hot piss gushed past her tongue, into her mouth, and down her throat. By the time Kevin had finished pissing, his mother was twisting her ass on the floor of the bathroom, coming in tight waves of multi-orgasms. She held her tits now, still sucking at the head of her son's cock. Her tongue flicked about the sensitive piss hole, and Kevin understood she wanted to suck him off. He leaned forward, bracing himself on the water tank above his mother's head. He watched her lips sucking on his cock, and he felt the urge to fuck her. Wilma cupped his ass, pulling him forward to take his cock deep into her mouth, his balls pressing against her chin. His cock swelled, became hard inside his mother's lips. Soon, he had a hard-on that was strong and powerful. Kevin held himself rigid, staring down at his mother's lips around his cock. Her mouth was so wet and hot and she sucked so strongly, his balls drew up. Wilma purred like a well-contented kitten, her eyes closed and her expression dreamy. "Oooooh, Mother!" Kevin gasped. "That feels so fucking good! I love it when you suck my cock, Mother!" "Mmmmm," she replied. "I know you do, baby, and so do I. I love to suck on your sweet cock." She slipped a hand to his balls, curling her fingers around them. "Your balls feel so full, Kevin. Do you have a big, wonderful, sweet load in them? A nice, thick, hot load of come juice for Mother?" "A real big load, Mother," he breathed, running the seeping head of his cock back and forth against her lips. "Fuck me, honey," she moaned softly. "Fuck Mother in the mouth! Oh, yes, fuck Mother in the cock-sucking mouth, Kevin! Fuck my mouth as if it was my cunt! Make your precious balls bang on my fucking chin!" Kevin ran his cock into his mother's mouth. Wilma mewled with delight as it burst between her lips and across her tongue, pressing at her throat. While she held her lips as tight as she could, Kevin fucked her mouth. Her eyes closed in rapture. She clung to his naked ass as he fucked into her mouth, feeling his hairless balls beat upon her chin. The taste of his hot cock plunging into her mouth sent Wilma's cunt into a steamy, quivering palpitation. Her clit rose into quivering hardness. She opened and closed her legs, screaming with delight, and she let her son's cock slide across her tongue, almost into her throat. "Suck it, suck it!" Kevin urged fiercely, pounding his cock deep into his mother's mouth. "Suck my cock with your hungry mouth, Mother! Use your fucking tongue... lick and suck and... ahhhh, it feels so good!" Without warning, Kevin jerked his cock from her mouth. Wilma whined with disappointment as she saw him grip it hard, jerking his fist back and forth. But Kevin wasn't going to jack off. He shoved backward, went to his knees, and thrust his cock into her boiling cunt. "Ahhhhhh!" Wilma gasped, arching her wet pussy up to meet the lunge of his hard cock. "Oh, yes, baby! Fuck me... fuck Mother's hot cunt! Oh, give me your cock, Kevin! Fuck my hot cunt deep! Ooooooh, yes, yes! Pound the piss out of Mother's wet pussy!" Kevin plunged his cock fast and hard into his mother's hairy cunt. He beat and rammed and thrust, bruising the hairy lips with his abuse. But Wilma didn't care. She thrust her crotch into him, her fingers pulling at the thick strands of pussy hair, holding her cunt open, hypnotized by way her clit scraped along Kevin's cock- shaft. His balls banged at the cheeks of her ass. Wilma rushed her hands down and behind, clutching the creamy cheeks, pulling them wide open, his balls now banged against the burning pucker of her asshole. A shiver of intense ecstasy rippled up and down her smooth, slender body. "Fuck me hard!" she screamed, feeling an orgasm swelling in her lower stomach. "Fuck -- fuck me hard!" Kevin was fucking as fast as he could. He couldn't fuck any harder or faster. A scream came tumbling from his mother's throat, a scream of pure ecstasy. At the same time, her cunt gripped his cock as the orgasm sent searing, sweet fire throughout her greedy cunt. The waves of his mother's orgasm flooded about his prick, squeezing tightly, sucking, and milking. The sensations were devastating. Kevin knew he could not take much more. He was getting very close to coming. Gritting his teeth, he pulled his cock free of her gripping, squeezing cunt. Wilma hardly knew it was out. She was coming insanely, squealing mindlessly. Kevin lowered his cock. His mother was still gripping the cheeks of her ass, holding them wide apart. The head of his throbbing hard cock pressed at the ring of her asshole. He lunged. Wilma screamed. His cock slithered into her searing asshole with one strong thrust, all the way to his balls. Her hairy, wet, still-climaxing cunt smashed at his lower stomach. He felt his mother's asshole closing hungrily on him. He began to fuck her asshole as violently as he had fucked her cunt. The friction sent tremors racing up and down his spine. "Yes!" Wilma screamed. "Oh, God! Yes, yes!" Her hips lifted, and Kevin plunged with frantic effort into his mother's extremely tight asshole. Wilma felt her asshole expand and hold his cock like a tight rubber band. "Up my ass!" she yelled, her orgasms still steaming through her body. Even her tits, her nipples, felt on fire. "Up my fucking asshole! Ram your hard cock deep up my hot ass! Ooo! Kevin, fuck my ass! Fuck it... fuck that asshole!" Kevin grunted in a combination of frustration and ecstasy. He was holding his discharge back, his balls tingling with an aching pain. He thrust his cock as deep as he could, feeling the walls of his mother's asshole close around it. "You're making me come so hard!" Wilma shrieked. "I'm coming and coming! Ohhhh, baby, one after the other! I can't stop coming! I don't want to stop coming! Fuck me... fuck me anyplace! Oooooh, your cock -- so hard, so sweet, so fucking long!" She began to claw at her hairy cunt, fingers rubbing harshly at her throbbing clit. She twisted it with a thumb and forefinger, screeching with ecstasy. She managed to ram a finger into her contracting cunt, feeling her son beat upon her hand, driving it back and forth as his cock filled her hot asshole. But again Kevin yanked his cock from her body. "Nooooo!" Wilma bellowed. "Fuck me! Don't take it out of me, Kevin! Fuck me, damn it!" But Kevin was sliding his cock upright again, his thighs moving along her waist, his cock jerking, flinging silvery strands of come-juice across her firm, thrusting tits. As his cock came close to her mouth, Wilma gobbled it between her lips hungrily, moaning as her cunt continued to convulse. She sucked furiously at his cock, her tongue swirling about the smooth, swollen prick-head. The odor and taste of shit was in her mouth, but Wilma was out of her mind with passion and didn't care. "Suck! Suck!" Kevin shouted, bumping his ass to and fro, fucking his mother's mouth as she sucked in a frenzy at his cock. "Suck it out, Mother! Suck my come juice out... eat my come juice! Drink my come juice out of my fucking balls!" "Mmmmmm!" He fucked frantically, his balls beating upon his mother's chin. His cock ran swiftly in and out of her lips, but Wilma managed to suck even as he fucked her mouth. She became even more desperate for his thick, creamy come juice. Her cunt was still bursting with those ecstatic orgasms, and even her asshole felt as it were in orgasm. His cock slipped out of his mother's lips as he jerked it back. The gush of hot come juice spurted into his mother's face. She cried out, opening her lips wide and grabbing the head of his cock before the next squirt boiled out. She tasted it burning across her tongue, and she began to suck in frenzy, her throat working to swallow. Her hips twisted as her cunt exploded into a final orgasm. His balls drained, Kevin pulled his cock from his mother's mouth, his legs wobbling. Wilma wiped the come juice from her face. "Was that a three-way fuck, honey?" she whispered. "I got fucked in the cunt, up the ass, and in my mouth. If that's what they call a three-way fuck, I'm for it!" CHAPTER 8 --------- Sandra froze, her mouth dropping open. Sandra moved toward the bathroom to take her shower. The bathroom door was ajar, and she had already burst inside before she saw her father standing at the sink, shaving. At first her father Darrel didn't realize he had company. Having just finished his own shower, busily scraping the day's whiskers off his lean face, he stood totally nude at the bathroom sink. Sandra's wide blue eyes took in his tanned, muscular body at a glance, fastening immediately at his hairy crotch. Her father had a cock that made her eyes go even wider. It was huge! Dangling loosely from its thick nest of dark curls, it hung tantalizingly over the biggest balls she'd ever seen. All veined and fat and mushrooming into a big smooth knob that looked so enormous it made her jaws ache with sympathetic reaction, it was such an unexpected sight that she gasped. Darrel heard that gasp and his lathered face jerked around. "Wha... Sandra!" For an instant they both stood like that, each of them too startled to move. Then, quickly forcing a pretense that nothing in the least unusual had happened, Sandra strode lightly forward. "Oh, hi, Dad. I didn't know you were still in here. I just came in to shower before supper, if that's all right with you." Taken by complete surprise, Darrel didn't know how to react. His first frantic impulse was to cover himself, but there were no towels handy and Sandra's casual attitude stopped him cold. He managed a weak grin. "Sure, sure, hon. I was just about finished anyway. Just as soon as I'm done..." But it was too late. Before he could even complete the sentence, Sandra was unashamedly peeling out of her top. Like all her friends, she had yet to wear a bra. Darrel's jaw dropped when his daughter's tits popped into view, their ripe cones jutting out as she arched to pull the top over her head and off. Aware of his blank stare, Sandra felt her nipples harden and puff out in response. "Hon," his voice croaked as she reached for the zipper of her skirt. "Don't you think you could at least wait until I'm done here? It won't take a minute, and, well..." "Oh, that's all right, Dad." Ignoring his weak protest as if stripping in front of her father was something she did every day, Sandra wiggled out of her skirt and grasped her panties. "I don't mind if you don't. Besides, Mom told me to hurry. It's okay, isn't it?" Darrel didn't answer. He couldn't. Her actions were so normal and carefree that he felt a twinge of guilt at his own embarrassment, and a second twinge at the way his eyes fell across his daughter's supple body and drifted to her crotch. At last, in a sound almost like a croak, he muttered, "I... uh, sure. Sure, hon. of course its all ri..." His voice cut off with a choked gasp. It had been exactly the moment Sandra had waited for. With one swift jerk she tore the panties down, then stepped out of them entirely. The sudden sight of her bald cunt made Darrel's breath hiss in. It was the first time he'd seen his daughter's pussy in all its full flowered womanhood, and the spectacle abruptly made his balls hurt. His throat went dry, and for an instant he got one enticing look at Sandra's mound and drooping little cuntlips flared beneath it. Then she was heading for the shower, pretending not to notice his stare. Turning the spray on full blast, she stepped in. "Ahhh, that really feels good!" Sighing luxuriously under the cool tingling blast of water, she stretched to let it stream over her firm bare tits and cascade down towards her heated pussy. Fully aware that her father was watching her every move, she felt it itch and melt worse than ever. "Sandra, don't you think you ought to close the curtain?" Darrel's words came out strained, without authority despite his fatherly intentions. Almost laughing with pleasure at the veiled expression of lust spreading over his face, Sandra smiled. "I like to shower this way. Besides, who's going to see me in here, Dad?" Her father had the perfect answer to that, but it didn't come out. He could only watch as she picked up a bar of soap and leisurely began to glide it over her wet body, rubbing her tits into a rich lather. Mesmerized, he looked on as the soap massaged its way over those precious bobbling jugs until they were slick with suds, their big rounded nipples peeking erect under the white layer. Standing there nude, Darrel felt his cock twitch and tug into erection. It was a natural response to the spectacle of the glistening wet woman who flaunted her body before him but it also made a surge of fresh guilt tear at the knotted lust that tightened in his stomach. "Well, since you're in a hurry I'd better get out of the way. I was finished shaving, anyhow." He started to wrench away from that scene, but Sandra's voice stopped. "You don't have to leave, Dad. Besides, I need someone to scrub my back. Would you mind?" She held the bar of soap out in an innocent offer, hiding a smile of anticipation at the sight of her father's swelling prick. He swallowed hard, unable to withstand that temptation. "I... uh, I guess I could, at that. Here, let me give you a hand." Knowing it was a mistake Darrel took the soap. Sandra turned her back to him in a breezy motion, creaming and tingling harder than before at her father's nearness. "Okay, Dad. And be sure to do a thorough job because I don't get many chances to have my own personal back scrubber! Ohhh, that's it, goo-o-ood..." She gave a small sighing groan as he began to glide the slippery bar across her back, his fingertips brushing soft wet skin. It was the first time Darrel had ever thought of his daughter as a woman, and the result was as abrupt as it was unexpected. His cock soared up and out, quivering to full rigid attention in a way that would've been humiliating if Sandra had been in a position to see it. As if hypnotized, he watched his fingers slide in circular motions along her tender flesh, turning him on even more. He wanted to stop and get the hell out of the bathroom before things went too far, but at the same time he didn't want her to catch a glimpse of the effect she was having. So, caught in a confusing turmoil of emotions, he stood there and continued to scrub. "How does that feel, hon? Enjoying yourself?" "Ummm, yes," Sandra cooed, creaming wickedly as her father's soapy fingertips trailed along her back in wide, sweeping loops. "You're doing such a good job I just might hire you as my permanent back scrubber! How does that sound, Dad?" Darrel sucked in a breath as he surveyed her jutting ass, all slick and gleaming and thrusting out for attention almost as if she were purposely taunting him. With a voice that came out like a croak he replied, "That sounds just fine. Just fine." The offer was too good to pass up. Without thinking, he let the bar slip down across those lush rounded ass globes, making a foamy path across their pliant firmness and dipping into the taut cleavage there. Sandra gasped. The soap pushed between her ass-cheeks like a big probing cock, prying them apart and wedging itself in the crevice of her tight pink ass. If she hadn't been horny already that intimate touch would have done the job. She wiggled, breathing out a small laugh. "Oh, Dad, that tickles! But it feels nice. Don't stop. Wow, you really are being thorough!" Her hips arched slightly and Darrel found himself riding the soap up and down his daughter's asscrack with long loving strokes that gave him the whole view of that moist puckered entrance as it frothed in a fine film of suds. His cock jerked up, throbbing, and he gave a hoarse chuckle as his fingertips eased over that scrumptious tight asshole, feeling its silky texture beneath his touch. "It never hurts to do a job right, honey. And now that you've got me going, I intend to be just as thorough as I can. That's what you wanted, isn't it?" Even as he spoke, the soap bar slithered between Sandra's thighs and began to massage her tender bloated cuntlips from behind. She groaned and hunched a bit as the big wet intruder nudged between her drenched pussy lips, flaring them open and sliding its fat edge along her clit. Naturally Darrel's hand followed suit, and the feel of his fingers tangling in her soaked cunt had Sandra shuddering in tremors of sheer pleasure. "Ohhh -- oh that feels nice, rub me there, Dad, rub me -- ooooh!" She thrashed and Darrel rubbed the soap against his daughter's cunt even faster. By this time the last pretense of fatherly attitude had faded away. Darrel's prick lurched as a torrent of hot pussy juice drenched his hand. "You like being rubbed, don't you baby? Well, never let it be said I didn't give my daughter everything she wanted! Here, maybe I can do a better job if I get a little closer." Abruptly he stepped inside the shower. His stiff, wagging cock speared against Sandra's ass as the soap shoved deeper into her cunt, grinding Darrel's fingers against her plumped pussy lips. She gasped afresh, gyrating down on the probing bar and arching against her father's stiff cock at the same time. "Is this more like it?" Darrel's voice was gritty as his prick soared up, pulsing against her smooth, sopping skin. Water rushed over his swollen prick shaft making it bob and weave with tantalizing awareness as he worked the soap against his daughter's frothing pussy slit, sliding it along her hot crevice with only the barest pretext of doing the job he'd begun. "Uhhh... oh yes, yes that's good..." she purred, gushing creamy delight and writhing her soaked pussy down on the soap with increasing fervor. "Faster Dad, rub me faster... that, that's it! Yes, yesss!" Her voice rose to an ecstatic squeal as he expertly kneaded her resilient cunt flesh, feeling its hot, syrupy juice flowing over his fingers as the soap pushed deep between her pussy lips and reamed them apart with cock-like strokes. "Jesus," he grunted, unable to pretend any longer. "I can't stand this another minute! Baby, we can't..." He tried in a last desperate burst of guilt to pull away, but Sandra had no intention of stopping now. Sensing her father's fearful withdrawal she swept around to face him, one hand sliding up, to entangle her fingers in his hair as her other hand slipped down and grasped his swollen prick. Darrel jerked as if he'd been stung, but he couldn't make himself pull away. The soft hungry caress of his daughter's fingers around his aching prick was too good to ignore, and a sound like a moan rose in his throat. "Don't stop, Dad!" Sandra gasped out a breathless tremor as she tugged her father's prick, actually seeing it hard for the first time. It was so big! Almost frightening in its hugeness! "You... you were just getting me going! You're not going to stop without finishing the job, are you?" "Oh Jesus Christ..." Darrel gave a groaning growl of delicious agony as his cock was pumped in her warm wet hand, Sandra's soaked cunt mound now hovering before it with a willingness that was far from daughterly. "You don't understand, baby. If I stay here another second I'm going to -- I'm going -- oh God..." His argument wilted to a groan as a sexy smile flickered, across Sandra's face. She leaned back against the shower wall and spread her legs wide, propping one foot on the bathtub edge and letting her thighs glide open to display the entire slippery gash of her cunt to his rapt gaze. "I know what you want to do, Dad. And that's just the kind of rubbing I like best. Besides, you don't want to go down to supper with your cock like that, do you? What would Mom say? I can fix it. Come here, Dad." Her hand pulled on his cock and helplessly Darrel found himself drawn forward. His engorged cockhead was rowed for that inviting pink pussy. Almost as if in a dream he saw his prick slide smoothly between the lips of her wet cuntmouth and vanish inside it. "Aaahhhmm!" Sandra moaned as her cunt was filled with her father's stiff, quivering prick. His cock slid deep into her rubbery pussy, shoving its way between the soft, slippery folds of her cunthole until half its incredible length was buried deep in her belly. If someone could watch this he could say that a giant fucked a doll. "Ahhh, honey, that's... uhhhh..." Darrel couldn't stop it from happening. The first push of his prick into that wonderful cunt felt too good, and he pushed harder. Her tight pussy wrapped around his meat like a glove, closing over it in a vise that couldn't be broken. No longer Sandra's dad but a horny, lust-filled man is cock sheathed in one of the sweetest pussies he'd ever known, Darrel began to pump. Sandra flailed delightedly in blissful approval. "Yes!" she wailed as his prick began to slide in and out, picking up speed. "Fuck me, Dad! Fuck me with your big cock! It's so huge; it's going right through, me! Ohhh, I can feel it all the way up in my tummy! Yes, yessss!" She squealed, clinging frantically to his slick body and writhing against the wet shower wall as he hammered his cock home with increasing friction. "Ahhh, baby," Darrel groaned, clutching her taut, pliant ass as his cock reamed out the tightest, snuggest cunt he'd ever fucked. "Baby, baby, sweet fucking baby..." The fact that the pussy squeezing on his pounding cock belonged to his daughter no longer mattered. Nothing mattered but the velvet vise that gripped every inch of his cock... in an unbreakable rhythm, milking at it for the load of cum that had built up in his balls. Her delicate pussy lips sucked along his cockbase, her blonde, downy cunt fur mingling with his thick curly nest as she whimpered and hunched in an orgy of sensations, taking every thrust and arching forward for more. "Give it to me!" she cried, Curlying and twisting like an eel under the spray. "Give me all your cock! Oh Dad, fuck me hard, fuck my pussy till I scream! Make me come, make me come on your fucking cock! Ahhhhhh!" Amazed at her insatiable cries but caught up in one of the best fuckings he ever had, Darrel began to fuck his prick to her in earnest. "You'll get it all right, baby. Take it! Oh Christ, your pussy's so sweet -- take it, cunt! Take it!" With those words he slammed his cock deeper than ever, making Sandra's tits bounce wildly as she crashed against the wall with each furious thrust. But instead of sobbing in pain she hunched for more, plunging onto his shaft as if the two of them had fucked in the shower a thousand times. Vaguely Darrel realized his daughter was a little more experienced than he'd ever suspected, but at the moment that realization was swept aside in the sensation of having his cock crammed up her sopping, sucking cunt. With each back thrust of his hips Sandra surged forward, her pussy screwed tight to his prick, fastened slurpily to it as its thickness squished wetly around in her hot, dripping cunthole, fucking her to orgasm. "Commming!" she shrieked, her attractive face wrenched in bliss as she plunged even harder. "I'm coming, oh stick me Dad, stick it in me all the way! Come in my pussy -- oh it's happening -- I'm... cooommmmminngg!" With a shrill wail she went wild, plummeting onto her father's cock with a frenzy that made him grunt. Darrel's prick drilled in to its hilt up the spasming girl's cunt and his load of jism exploded on cue. "Uhhhh!" "Gaaaanhhh!" Sandra had never before experienced anything like the blast of jizz that tore into her cunt then, flooding it to the brim. She climaxed on an endless chain of release, flopping on his prick in delirious ecstasy as his cock spurted time and again. Their mutual orgasm seemed to last forever. Load after load of Darrel's cream soared up his daughter's pussy and she soaked it all up. When his drained cock finally slipped from the sopping clutch of her pussy, she groaned. "Ohhhh, that was so fucking good! I love your cock, Dad. It's so big and long and... and so full!" Her fingers dipped down, entangling in her muff and cupping the drool of cum that oozed from her. "Sandra, I..." Darrel stared in fascination, slowly realizing what he'd done. But the realization didn't stop his lips from twitching in a lustful smile as his daughter smiled back, sexy and sated. "What a backrub! If only I could get rubbed like that every time I took a shower..." With her fingers gliding stickily across her pussy, she watched as her father hastily stepped from the stall and reached for, his towel. But she'd seep the look on Darrel's face. And now she knew without a doubt that her dad liked that kind of rubbing too. He'd be back -- and maybe they wouldn't even have to wait for her next shower! CHAPTER 9 --------- Wilma went to the bathroom and ran the tub full of hot water. She sprinkled in scented oils, and then undressed. Kevin came in to watch her, his eyes glowing. "I've wanted to watch you take a bath for a longtime, Mom!" he said. "I would jack off thinking about you, naked to you know." She smiled at him, pleased. "You don't have to do that anymore." She stood naked, her tits arching out with hard nipples. She looked at the front of his pants. She turned to the tub, leaning over to shut off the valves. She felt her son's hands on her ass cheeks, moving over her creamy globes. She looked over her shoulder at him, her eyes hot again. She arched her ass against his cock, wiggling it lewdly. She playfully pushed him away as she stood upright again. She sat on the toilet, excited to have her son with her as she pissed. It was such an intimate, personal act, and it was thrilling to have him watch her. She began to piss, and Kevin stood close to her, feeling her tits as she sat there. Then he leaned down and sucked a nipple into his mouth, chewing lightly as his hands moved over her hips and thighs. When her son pressed his hand between her legs, Wilma could not believe he was taking the initiative. She had wanted this, wanted to try it because it sounded exciting, but she had thought she would have to lead up to it with her son. Yet, here he was, squatting low, still sucking on her tit and sliding his hand between her thighs. Wilma opened her legs. She whimpered when her son shoved his hand over her cunt, letting her piss into his palm. "Oooo, what're you doing, Kevin?" she squealed, spreading her legs wide. "You're pissing in my hand, Mom," he laughed as he pulled away from her nipple, "It feels kind of good, warm and wet." She shivered, pissing into his hand. When he brought his palm up to cup her cunt, it almost made her come even though she was still pissing strongly. Kevin worked a finger into her cunt as she continued to piss. As he finger-fucked her, Wilma's pulse raced in perverse ecstasy. When she stopped pissing, her son rubbed her hairy cunt, and then he stood up. She saw that his cock was very hard, pressing against the front of his pants. She leaned forward and began to bite lightly at it through his clothing. "Naughty boy," she said, getting up and stepping into the tub. "Feeling my cunt while I'm taking a piss. A girl just doesn't have any privacy around you, does she?" Kevin sat on the toilet seat and watched his mother soap her shapely tits. He rubbed his cock, making his mother's eyes glow with hungry desire. Kevin dropped his pants, his cock arching toward her face. "Mmmmmm, bring that to Mother!" she murmured, leaning forward. "Mother just loves a hard cock in her mouth, Kevin! Ooooh, you should fuck my mouth, Kevin. Mother's hot, wet mouth is as good as her hot hairy cunt you know." Kevin stroked his mother's cheeks as she pressed her lips to his prick. Wilma's mind reeled in erotic pleasure again. If there was one thing she loved better than feeling a throbbing hard prick inside her cunt, it was taking a lovely, hot hard-on into her mouth. Kevin looked down as his cock slipped into his mother's mouth, watching her lips stretch, her mouth filling until his pubic hair was again at her lips. Wilma moaned and ran her hands around his hips to clutch the cheeks of his ass. As he began to fuck her mouth slowly, Wilma's cunt began to bubble under the surface of the scented bath water. The way he fucked her mouth slowly excited her. It gave her time to use her tongue to lick at his sweet hardness, to taste the seeping juices that came from his piss hole. She dug her fingers into the crack of his ass, finding his asshole. She rubbed it as her son fucked her mouth. She felt his asshole pucker tightly as she exerted pressure upon it. The moan that came from him told her it felt good to him. Kevin glided his cock in and out of his mother's mouth, watching her with steamy eyes. Her lips were stretched around his throbbing thickness, her tongue riding along the underside, keeping it pressed to the roof of her mouth. His balls swung to and fro in a gentle way, and she moved one hand from his ass to hold them tenderly. She kept rubbing at his asshole, putting more and more pressure on it. And then... "Oh!" Wilma cried out, pushing her son back. Kevin laughed. "Oh, you!" Wilma said, her eyes flashing up at him. "What in the fuck... you asshole! You pissed in my mouth!" Her son nodded, grinning down at her. "How can you piss with a fucking hard-on?" she wanted to know. "I did, didn't I?" he replied. Wilma's eyes were sparkling and clouded with delight. "You really pissed in my Goddamn mouth!" She caught his cock at the base, looking up at him. "I'm going to suck it again, but no more pissing in my mouth, you hear?" Kevin nodded, grinning from ear to ear. Wilma took her son's cock back into her mouth, but this time she held onto the base, sucking just the head, her tongue running over his piss hole. She stared up at him with glazed eyes, sucking and licking slowly. And Kevin pissed again. Wilma tasted his piss on her tongue. Her eyes flashed up at him, and she closed her lips over the head of his cock, her tongue on his piss hole, as if trying to enter. Kevin pissed once more. "Mmmmm!" Wilma moaned, tasting the warm piss as he released it into her mouth. She refused to release his dick, although he wasn't trying to pull it away. She kept her tongue at his piss hole, her lips tight, letting him piss in her mouth. "Mmmmmm! Ahmmm!" She had to swallow it. But she clung to his cock as her eyes became glassy in erotic, perverse pleasure. She ran her tongue over the tip of his cock again, tasting the warm piss. Wilma's cunt burst into an amazing orgasm. She came so hard that her body shook, her tits jiggling as her son pissed again into her mouth. After a moment, she released his cock and looked at it as if seeing it for the first time. "Do it again!" she urged hotly. "I want to see you piss." Kevin let it go. "Oooh, look at it!" Wilma squealed, aiming the warm piss over her tits. "Ahhh, that feels so good! Piss on Mother's tits, darling! Oh, I'm coming... because you're pissing on my tits!" She lifted his cock and the stream splashed into her face, then down again on her tits, up once more. Her cunt was convulsing powerfully, and she was writhing her ass on the bottom of the tub. "Piss on me! Piss on me!" she cried ecstatically, watching his cock. "Piss all over me!" She lifted his cock to her face again. This time, however, she opened her mouth wide, aiming the stream into it. She closed her lips on the head of his cock as he continued to piss. She began to suck at the smooth head of his prick. She swallowed hungrily. The warm piss filled her mouth and ran down her throat, and her tongue lapped frenziedly over his piss hole as if she were trying to stop the flow. Her cunt bubbled and convulsed time and again, her clit almost painfully knotted. She clutched his ass cheeks once more and rubbed harder at his asshole. Kevin was groaning in pleasure as he pissed into his mother's mouth. Then he was no longer pissing. Wilma was sucking frantically at his cock now, whining softly in perverse ecstasy. Her tongue moved as she banged her mouth back and forth. She sucked her son's cock with more enthusiasm. It didn't take Kevin long to come off. The come juice entered her mouth; spurt after spurt, and she devoured it like a demented, starved woman. His come juice had not tasted this sweet that first time. The thick, white juice ran down her throat, burning as it spewed. Her pussy seemed to explode time and again as she swallowed his precious come juice. He slumped to the toilet seat, exhausted. He sat and watched her as she finished her bath. She could hardly keep her eyes off his amazing young cock. Standing in the tub, water running from her cunt as if she were pissing. Wilma stepped out and took a huge towel from the rack. "Pissing in my mouth!" she murmured softly, looking at him with sparkling eyes. "How did you know I'd let you piss in my mouth, darling?" He frowned, but before he could say anything, she said: "I loved it! I loved it so much, you've got to piss in my mouth again one of these days." Wilma dropped the towel and started out of the bathroom, waggling her naked ass at him. She paused at the door and looked back at him. "But I'm going to get back at you one of these days." In her bedroom she found a flimsy nightgown, pulling it on. Her tall, slender body was easily seen through it, and that was the idea. Wilma knew the value of such a view. A woman partially dressed was often more erotic than a completely naked woman. Her tits rose under it, her nipples becoming dark shadows. The triangle of her cunt hair was fully visible. It was late by the time they had dinner, and her son was yawning sleepily. He had had a big day, she thought as she watched him shower. He was so tired that he could hardly stand up in the stall. She took the soap from him and scrubbed his cock and balls, then his ass. She stood up and washed his back, turning off the water for him. She had him step out of the stall, where she dried him thoroughly. Taking his hand, she led him, to her bedroom and pulled the sheets down. As he sprawled out on his back, she drew the sheet over his body, seeing the way it molded his cock. Leaning over, she kissed his cheek, cupping his cock and balls and squeezing them tenderly. "Good night, honey!" she murmured. "I'll be in later." She looked at him before she left the room; seeing that he was sound asleep already. CHAPTER 10 ---------- Sandra flushed the toilet, then got up and unlocked the bathroom door. She stepped out into the hall and walked toward her bedroom. When she got to the doorway, she realized that somebody was watching her closely, standing only a few feet behind her. It was night and quiet for someone to drop in. "Who's there?" Sandra asked nervously. Sandra got the courage to turn around and look for herself. "Oh!" Sandra cried out in surprise. It was the Curly, staring hotly at her. His big, pink tongue was hanging sloppily out of the corner of his mouth while he panted at her. "Come on, boy," Sandra said, wrapping her right hand about the animal's brown leather collar. "Come ON!" She pulled the Curly into her room. "Oh God!" Sandra cried as she felt the animal's hot, heaving side against her right leg. Her pussy contracted in time to the dog's heavy breathing. She fought the desire to let the Curly lick her for a few seconds. Then a wave of sexual lust swept over her pussy. It was too powerful to resist. "DAMN!" she cried as she reached over and slammed the door shut. "Come on, boy. You want some hot pussy? Well, I 'm going to serve it up to you," she said as she unbuttoned her blouse and shrugged it off her shoulders. Meanwhile the dog whined and growled, watching her closely. "Ummmm," Sandra groaned teasingly, unzipping her skirt and letting it fall to the floor as she rubbed her thighs together. The Curly barked loudly. "No, don't boy," Sandra warned him as she reached forward and stroked his big head. Almost automatically he drove his nose against her hot crotch, sticking out his tongue and lapping at the big wet spot on the crotch of her panties. "YESSS!" Sandra groaned as she drove her fingers between her panties and belly and slid them down to her ankles. "Come on, boy. Right over here," Sandra said as she sat down and squirmed her bare ass across the floor. "LICK MEEE!" Sandra cried as the dog pranced between her widely spread legs and started lapping at her juicing snatch. "LICK ME, DOGGIE! OHHH, YESSSS!" There was something deliciously wild about the dog's tonguing. "AHHH!" she cried as she clenched her fingers tightly into a fist and pounded the floor wildly. Sandra thrust her crotch up in the air, slamming her swollen cunt lips hard against the Curly's cold nose. She whipped her hair across her tits as waves of warm, wet pleasure tore through her body. She was giving herself completely to the Curly's insistent tonguing. Sandra felt her nipples swell as the muscles in her belly tightened up and quivered. "RIGHT THERE!" Sandra screamed as the Curly jabbed his tongue at her pounding, sensitive clit. The Curly obviously wasn't too startled by Sandra's shrieks. He lapped up and down her moist gash, dipping the tip of his long tongue in and raking her throbbing clit. "Uhhh!" Sandra cried as she felt her clit tingle. She felt too weak to sit up, and let herself crash to the floor. Sandra hunched up her legs and pressed her knees against her big tits. The Curly's tongue zeroed in on her puckered ass-hole suddenly, making Sandra shudder in a feeling mixed with fear and agonizing pleasure. "Oh, anywhere! Stick that fuckin' tongue anywhere you want," she groaned. "OHHH!" Sandra looked between her raised, shaking legs at the panting animal. His long, thick cock was fully unsheathed, glowing a hot red in the brightly lit room. "Fuck me, doggie. Fuck me!" Sandra whispered as she watched the Curly's cock slide out of its protective, furry sheath. She guessed that his glistening prick was at least five inches long — not all that impressive for a man, but long for a dog. Sandra quickly turned over and got on her hands and knees, feeling her sensitive nipples brush against the floor. "Now! Mount me like you mount a bitch!" Sandra cried as she ground her thighs together again. The big dog pranced up then stopped suddenly. He sniffed at her sucking, quivering gash carefully, and then moved his snout up to her puckered, brown shit- chute. Suddenly the dog got ready to mount her. Sandra was filled with a feeling of dread and horror for a second. She knew she could get up now and never knows how a dog's cock felt between her shuddering flaps. What would she think of herself after it was all over? "Come on, damn you," Sandra cried impatiently, quickly putting her hand back between her quivering legs. She reached around until she felt the animal's hot jerking prick bounce against the back of her wrist. "Mmmm," Sandra moaned as she wrapped her fingers around the Curly's knobby, pointed prick. It felt strangely smooth and hot as she pulled it toward her waiting, upturned pussy. The dog seemed to know what to do from now on. Quickly he plunged forward and shoved his pointed prick deep into Sandra's parted, stretched pussy. "Ahhhh!" Sandra cried in unexpected delight. There was no pain. There was no feeling of revulsion. She felt marvelously filled and stuffed with dog cock as the Curly wrapped his big forepaws around her torso. "OHHHH!" Sandra moaned as the animal hunched and humped with increasing frenzy. Sandra was fascinated with her own reaction to the animal fucking. She loved the feeling of the Curly's muscular belly slamming against her back, threatening to push her down to the wooden floor. His balls jounced and jangled against the top junction of her fat, slippery cunt lips. "Oh, yessss, baby! Fuck meee! Jam it hard into me! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Sandra cried. She groaned and howled as the animal's cock slid easily in and out of her cunt with an audible squishing sound. Sandra closed her eyes and tried to picture what the two of them must look like. The vision flashed across her mind, and it excited her even more. Sandra felt herself growing hotter and hotter as she looked between her tits. She watched the Curly's long, red cock shaft each time he pulled it out. It glistened with her thick cunt cream. His furry balls bobbed and swung wildly each time he hunched his powerful thighs against her ass-cheeks. "Awwwhhh!" Sandra screamed as she squeezed her cunt muscles, trapping the Curly's cock inside her pussy for a few seconds. She heard the dog whine in puzzlement, then try hard to pull out his prick. She released the pressure for a few seconds, and then squeezed again, sucking and tugging at the Curly's hot cock with her pussy. "Oh, now! Now! NOW!" Sandra screamed, feeling her pussy beginning to contract and spasm. Sandra tried to hold herself back. She didn't want to reach orgasm that quickly, but she felt her clit banging, exploding, sparking and twitching crazily. She knew she couldn't control it any more. Sandra wriggled her ass desperately now, hoping that he'd take the hint. He did. Curly's fucking thrusts quickened. He hammered at her cunt crazily, jamming his cock in and out of her snatch as he growled, howled, and whimpered loudly. "Oh, Jesus! Now! NOWWW!" Sandra screeched as she felt the first of a long, wild series of searing contractions rip through her aching cunt. Sandra backed up against the Curly harder, tightening her cunt muscles as best she could. Then she lost control of everything. Her pussy was in total control now. It milked and pulled at the animal's cock until the first wad of hot jizz sprayed into Sandra's wracked pussy. "AIYEEEE!" Sandra screamed as she tossed her head from side to side. She beat the floor wildly with her fists, almost crashing forward from the lust that swept over every square inch of her panting body. She squealed and grunted with delight as she felt a hot sticky stream of come leak out from between her violated cunt lips and ooze down her trembling legs to the floor. "UNNNHHH!" Sandra cried as she felt the contractions grow less and less powerful. Finally the last one swept over her sore clit, dying away as she collapsed to the floor in exhaustion. "Good boy. Good boy," Sandra cooed as she ground her cunt over the floor. A delicious warm glow spread over her body as she felt the Curly lapping at her ass-hole and ass-cheeks. "It won't be too bad, boy. Maybe we can get together later. CHAPTER 11 ---------- She lay in bed next to him, holding onto his cock as if it would evaporate if she didn't. Kevin rested his head on her shoulder, thumbing one of her rubbery nipples. He began asking her questions, questions of the men she had fucked, the sizes of their cocks, their balls. He wanted to know if she sucked them off, if they tasted as good as his cock. He asked if they fucked her in the ass. She replied honestly to all his questions, saying: "Come juice usually tastes the same no matter who the man is. I love it! Maybe that's why it tastes the same." "You know I'll do anything you want, Mom." "Even if people say it's perverted?" "Am I perverted?" he asked. Wilma laughed. "I guess we both are, by other people's standards." "I like being perverted," he said. "I love it!" "What can we do that's perverted, Mother?" he asked. "We're already doing it. You're fucking me, your mother, aren't you? And you fucked me in the ass. Some people think that's a perversion." "Is it?" "Not to me," she said. "What's perversion, anyway? Just something people don't agree with... something they call abnormal. But what's normal for one isn't necessarily normal for another. Hypocrites! Most people are hypocrites... assholes." "Just a couple of perverts, that's what we are," he laughed. "Yes, we are." "I like it!" "Do you know mom, my friend Paul has a crush on you" "What? Amazing! I too sometimes think about him in the same way." "You want to fuck him, Mom?" Wilma didn't answer with words, but she gave her son a lewd wink. All their talking soon had Kevin's cock bulging. She moaned as she closed her lips around his cock, sucking him hard and hungrily. "It might be fun with another boy, honey," she whispered up at him, then started sucking his cock again. Wilma made soft, gurgling sounds of pleasure as her tongue moved around the sweetness of his smooth prick. She lapped at his piss hole, pressing down on his cock to make it flare, trying to shove her tongue into it. The slippery liquid coated her tongue, sending shivering thrills up and down her flesh. Kevin arched his hips up, trying to drive his cock into her mouth. Wilma giggled and refused to let him, lapping the head of his prick with her tongue, kissing it now and then. "You're anxious, are you?" she said throatily. "Suck me, Mom!" he urged in a hot voice. "Come on, suck my cock, Mom! Stop teasing me!" "Mmmm, but I like to tease you!" she whispered with her lips against his piss hole. "I just love to tease your cock." "I wanna get sucked off, Mom!" Wilma gurgled, sliding her tongue along the underside of his prick. She reached his balls and lapped at them. Scooting her tongue lower, she probed into the crack of his ass, and then drew her tongue back, taking his balls into her mouth. As she sucked at his balls, she jacked on his cock, feeling it throb against her cheek. She shifted, holding his balls in her mouth. Swinging a leg over his face, she twisted bet naked ass. Kevin gazed up her smooth thighs, her bushy, wet cunt. He grabbed his mother's naked ass and lifted his mouth to it, slurping at the slippery, hot lips of her cunt, his tongue dipping into her pussy. Releasing his balls, she lapped along his cock. Her lips closed on the dripping piss hole. She squirmed her cunt against her son's face, shivering in delight at the way he held the creamy cheeks of her ass, his fingers brushing against her sensitive asshole, his tongue sliding over her clitoris. She twisted her ass, grinding her cunt into his face, licking at his prick, making soft whimpers of ecstasy. "Mmmmm, baby, suck Mother's hot cunt," she murmured as her lips slid over his wet piss hole. "Suck and lick and fuck Mother's wet, hairy pussy, darling. Mother will suck your big, beautiful cock... and you're going to come gallons in my cocksucking mouth!" She dived onto his prick, sinking it all the way to her throat. Writhing her lips at the base and she pressed her tongue against it, then sucked up slowly and very strongly. She sucked at his cock as if drawing on a straw, making ecstatic sounds. She ran her hands under his ass, cupping his tight ass cheeks. She lifted him up, and then shoved her lips down at the same time. Kevin began to pump up and down, fucking his cock into his mother's mouth. Wilma gurgled and closed her eyes as the pleasure moved through her naked body in liquid heat. His tongue raced in and out of her cunt as he plunged his prick into her mouth. The heat of his thick cock throbbing against her stretching lips sent waves of delight rushing through her, causing mild orgasms to tingle about her cunt as her son tongued it enthusiastically. He dug his hands into his mother's naked, shaking ass, pulling her pussy tight against his mouth. Wilma gurgled around his plunging cock as she pressed her hairy cunt harder against her son's sucking lips and darting tongue. The series of orgasms increased her hunger for his cock, for that thick, sweet come juice. She was anticipating it flowing from his piss hole, over her tongue, down her throat. She jerked her mouth up and down as he rammed his cock up. A huge, rolling orgasm grew inside her shaking stomach as her son began to suck at her clit now. Her naked body shook with pleasure. She spread her knees a bit and pressed her pussy hard into his face, grinding frantically as the orgasm swelled and burned toward her heated cunt. She was making throaty sounds of ecstasy as his cock ran in and out of her mouth faster and faster. Kevin, she knew was about to come, and she wanted it to happen at the same time for them. She sucked in frenzy on his throbbing cock, taking it deeper and deeper into her throat. She dug her fingers into his ass, pressing on his asshole with her middle finger, just as he was doing to her asshole. Then they were finger-fucking each other's asshole as they sucked and licked cock and cunt. Wilma groaned loudly as her orgasm exploded. She slammed her cunt hard against her son's face, her asshole squeezing at his stabbing finger. She raced her lips up and down his cock, trying to bring his bubbling come juice spurting into her mouth. But Kevin didn't release it. She was clutched in the steamy grip of an intense orgasm, and she couldn't get his cock to squirt. As she flicked into his asshole with her finger, Wilma's orgasm stopped, but she continued to grind her cunt against his face, anticipating another climax. Instead, she began to piss. Wilma pissed into her son's mouth. She heard Kevin wail a protest, but she shoved her cunt hard against his mouth, pissing without shame. She drenched his mouth and face, and her own mouth sucked in furious desire at his throbbing cock. While she pissed into her son's mouth, his cock began to gush volumes of come juice into her hungry mouth. Wilma wailed about his prick as she swallowed time and again, ecstasy flooding her. As soon as he finished coming, Kevin pushed his mother off. She pulled her finger out of his asshole and flopped onto her back, laughing in delight, looking at his piss-wet face. "You pissed in my fucking mouth. Mom," he accused, wiping at his face with the sheet. "You pissed in my mouth, damn it!" "Gotcha!" she laughed. "I told you I'd get back at you for pissing in my mouth. Serves you right, you motherfucker. Piss in my mouth, will you?" She turned in bed and squirmed on top of his body, tucking his cock between her hot thighs and against her cunt. She kissed him, not at all minding that his lips were wet with her piss. "I told you I was a perverted woman," she said. "I warned you, darling." "Yeah, you warned me," he grumbled. "I didn't think you'd do that, though." "Serves you right!" she laughed. "Turnabout is fair, wouldn't you say?" He grinned at her, wrapping his arms around her and clasping the writhing cheeks of her ass. "Okay! We're even. Just warn me next time, Mom." "You mean you kind of enjoyed that?" He nodded his head. "Only warn me next time so I'll know what to expect." "Okay!" she said, shoving her mouth against his and grinding her lips hotly at his, her tongue darting mischievously. She felt his cock swelling again between her thighs. CHAPTER 12 ---------- Wilma bathed and scented her body in all those strategic areas. She pulled on a pair of her sexiest bikini panties and a skirt and blouse. Her nipples were molded by the tight blouse, which outlined her exciting points. She even took greater care in applying a faint coat of subdued lipstick and a hint of eye shadow. And sure enough, Kevin came home with Paul. She noticed the way the boy glanced at her and it was soon obvious that her son had talked with him. For a brief moment, Wilma felt little cheap, but the feeling was fleeting. She didn't consider it cheap to have such strong erotic sexual desires. She was not what the men called an easy lay, a pincushion, or the neighborhood mattress. She had never been that kind of woman. Besides, Paul didn't look at her as if she were some ogre, but in a way that showed his intense desire for the swelling of her ass, the arching of her tits. Not knowing just what her son had said to the boy, she was careful with her words and body position, not exposing so much as an inch of thigh past her knees. But Paul seemed unable to keep his eyes off her. She could actually feel them burn upon her thrusting tits and the shape of her ass. It made her feel wickedly excited and her cunt was soon throbbing and moist and she was anxious to get her hands on his young cock. Her own eyes strayed to the front of Paul's pants. There was no doubt he had a nice looking lump there! She was sure his cock was larger than her son's, but the size made no difference to Wilma. It was the hardness of a cock that counted, as far as she was concerned. She licked her lips with a growing anticipation as she gazed at the bulge of his pants. She was trying to figure out how to initiate her plan when her son gave her a helping hand. She was sitting in her over-stuffed chair, with Paul and Kevin on the couch across from her. Without a word, Kevin stood up and came to stand beside his mother. He leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. From the corner of her eyes, Wilma glanced at Paul as her son kissed her hard on the mouth. The anticipation was strong inside Wilma, making her cunt quiver and her tits swell. It was no time for being subtle. Wilma was far too aroused with eager anxiety to be subtle and teasing. She knew Paul was ready, that she was ready, and that her son was ready. When she felt her son place his hand upon her swelling tit, she moaned loudly against his lips, thrust her tongue into his mouth, and writhed her ass around on the chair. She placed her hand atop Kevin's and pressed it into her spongy tit. With her eyes still glancing at Paul, she mewled into her son's mouth as she saw the boy's cock swell into beautiful hardness inside his pants. His eyes burned back at her and Kevin, hot with obvious desire. With her tongue darting in and out of her son's mouth, Wilma began to inch her skirt up her long, slender thighs. As she pulled her skirt up, she opened her knees, knowing Paul could see between them to the shadowy crotch of her lacy panties. She saw his prick jerk inside his pants and heard a low gasp come from the boy. Kevin slipped his hand off her tit and dropped it to her stomach. Then he shoved his hand under his mother's skirt and between her thighs. When he cupped her pantied cunt, Wilma whimpered and twisted her ass, grinding her cunt into her son's hand. Either Paul was intensely aroused, or he lacked all shyness and inhibitions, Wilma thought. With her tongue still inside her son's mouth and her cunt arching and grinding into his hand, she saw Paul open his pants and pull out his hard cock. She gasped into her son's mouth as she looked at his friend's prick. It seemed to be a bit larger than Kevin's, but she wasn't sure. Paul's cock had a lovely head that was swollen with excited smoothness. She lifted her hand toward Paul in a gesture of invitation. The boy got up and, with his cock waving before him, moved toward Wilma and her son. When he was close enough, Wilma gripped Paul's cock hard in her hot fist. She pulled her tongue from Kevin's mouth and her other hand went eagerly toward the front of his pants. As her son helped her get his cock out, Kevin had to remove his hand from her crotch. The hand of precocious young Paul immediately replaced it. Wilma now had two hard, throbbing pricks in her hands, and she excitedly squeezed and jacked them. The throb that came to her palms from the two cocks sent signals of intense, burning desire to her cunt. Paul was not at all satisfied to feel her pussy through her skimpy panties. She gazed down her body, still gripping the two hard cocks, and watched as the young friend of her son slipped his hand into the crotch of her panties, feeling about the thick mass of hair and then finding her boiling pussy. A finger delved up Wilma's cunt and she tossed her hips onto it. Her son had exposed her tits now and each of the boys were squeezing and feeling them. It was not enough for Wilma. "Ohhh, take my panties off!" she wailed hotly; "Take my panties, off and fuck me! I want one of these beautiful cocks up my hot cunt!" No sooner had she pleaded than Paul was stripping her panties away. She writhed her naked ass as he dropped her panties to the floor and knelt in front of her. Wilma spread her legs as wide as she could. Kevin leaned down and began to suck on one of her nipples as Paul brought his dripping prick to the hairy lips of Wilma's cunt. Without any preliminaries, Paul had his cock inside Wilma's steamy, extremely wet and slippery cunt. Wilma mewled with delight as he began to thrust his cock in and out of her pussy, fucking her as he closed his fingers into the tight flesh of her hips. Kevin ran his hand down and pulled his mother's skirt to her waist, exposing her hairy cunt fully. Wilma churned her ass up and down, mewling and gurgling with this new let cock driving into her sensitive cunt, setting every one of her nerves on fire. She clung to her son's cock as he sucked furiously on her nipples, going from one tit to the other. Wilma watched with fiery eyes, desperately wanting to see her son's young friend fuck his sweet cock into her gripping cunt. "Take your pants down!" she gurgled hotly. "Take your pants down! I want to feel your balls against my ass!" Paul and her son both quickly opened their pants and let them fall. Paul never took his cock from her squeezing cunt and was almost immediately fucking into her once more, his balls banging upon Wilma's churning, grinding naked ass cheeks. Her mind soared with the ecstasy of being fucked by one of her son's young friends while her son fucked her inflamed nipples. She gripped Kevin's cock tightly, letting him fuck into her fist, hoping he would not come off in her hand. She wanted her son's cock to fuck her when Paul finished. Wilma's cunt was convulsing around Paul's pounding cock, her orgasms set off by the sheer perversity of fucking with two young, vigorous cocks at the same time. Wilma had never had such an experience before and it was another one of her erotic fantasies. She had read of women who fucked two men simultaneously and had always wanted to know how good it was. Now she did and her emotions were reeling with the intense ecstasy. Paul was plunging his cock into her tight cunt with such fury his balls banged upon her squirming naked ass, and she wondered why he was not coming off. His cock was stabbing swiftly and powerfully, creating a delicious friction upon her stretching cunt lips and distended clitoris. Flames shot through her, making her squeal in mindless, delightful orgasm. Her eyes were beginning to roll about in their pockets, filming over with more intense passion than she had felt in a long time. It was as good -- if not better -- than being with her son and the cute, little Judy! Wilma thought for sure her tits would burst; explode from the sensations flowing through her body. Her pussy was about to melt from the heat and the friction of Paul's cock driving into it. Wilma tossed her hips up and down in a mindless flurry of motion; her convulsing cunt grabbing and sucking at the young cock hungrily. She made tight circles with her hips, straining and arching to take more and more of that throbbing hardness into her greedy, bubbling cunt. She was like a desperate, wanton woman, senseless with sexual desire, fucking insanely and wailing loudly. Her son was sucking on a tit, his hand squeezing and pulling at one nipple, his mouth hungrily devouring the other one. Kevin's cock was very hard inside her tight, hot hand, and he was fucking her fist excitedly. Now and then Kevin would lift his mouth from her tit to look down and watch his friend fucking his mother's churning cunt. "I'm coming all over the fucking place!" Wilma wailed in a thick voice. "Oooo, I'm coming so fucking good! Fuck me fuck my cunt! Ohhh, fuck me hard! Come up my hot pussy! Flood my hot cunt with that sweet, delicious come juice! Give it to me, please, come in my cunt!" Kevin looked up from her tit. "Do it, Paul!" he shouted. "Come in Mom's cunt! Fill her hot pussy up with it! Shoot your come juice in my mother's hairy cunt, Paul!" Paul began to grit his teeth, his fingers digging hard into her churning hips. He slammed his prick deep into her hot pussy, his body going stiff. He grunted and then came. Wilma felt the thick come juice squirt from the piss hole of his cock, splattering the velvety walls of her gripping cunt. She squealed with pleasure as her pussy was filled with the creaminess of his come juice. Wilma's body shuddered with the intense pleasure that shot through her. She became weak and her ass slumped down, hanging over the cushions of the chair. Paul withdrew his cock from her tingling cunt and sat back, gasping and heaving heavily. Wilma noticed his eyes still gazed at her, looking between her still-spread legs, seeing the full exposure of her cunt. Wilma found it quite pleasing to be seen in such a lewd way by this young boy and she smiled down at him, twisting her naked ass in a tantalizing motion. Her son had not come in her fist and big cock still throbbed in that sweet hardness. She kept her hand wrapped around it as he stood upright at her side, one of his hands cupping her shapely, naked tits. Paul recovered from his frenzied fucking and began to pull off the rest of his clothes. He opened his shirt and tossed it to the floor. Like her son's, his chest was devoid of hair. The appeal of a young male body, not yet mature enough to have hair on it, was exciting. She noticed now that Paul had a bit more hair at the base of his cock that her son did, and she saw a few curling strands on his luscious looking balls. Wilma had never felt so wanton in her life. With the young boy sitting on the floor, naked, gazing with admiration at her hairy cunt, and her son standing beside her with a hard cock, she felt even more wanton and abandoned than she had with Judy. The feeling was extremely pleasant to her. She was not at all surprised to find that her cunt, although she had so recently finished with many intense orgasms, still burned with hunger for a hard prick. She moaned as she pulled at her son's cock. "Fuck me, Kevin," she said in a pleading, liquid voice. "Please, baby, fuck mother. I'm still so fucking hot! Ohhh, honey, my cunt needs that sweet cock of yours! Fuck it for me, please, please!" Paul's eye widened a bit when Wilma said that. "You fuck your son?" he asked, not believing it. Wilma, too excited to reply, nodded her head. Paul looked at Kevin. "You didn't tell me that, Kevin. You said she wanted to fuck me." Wilma thought she detected not disgust in Paul's voice, but a tinge of jealousy. Through her desire she felt amusement because of this. One fuck and the young boy felt he had exclusive rights to her cunt. But then, she had felt that same jealousy about her son and Judy, she remembered. The young ones weren't any different than the older, she thought. Kevin had slipped to his knees between his mother's thighs. She ran her hand down and gripped his cock, brushing it up and down her blazing cunt lips, trembling with the anticipation of having his cock up her pussy. She smashed his dripping piss hole against her clitoris as Paul drew himself up next to her to watch Kevin's cock penetrate his mother's hairy pussy. Wilma dropped her other hand over the arm of her over- stuffed chair and fondled the boy's cock and balls, noticing he was still wet from her cunt. She offered her lips to the boy as her son slipped his throbbing hard-on into her uplifted cunt. As her son began to fuck her, she kissed Paul, snaking her tongue into his mouth. The young boy sucked at her tongue and began to caress her naked tits with eager hands, apparently forgetting his jealousy in his excited condition. So Paul watched her son fuck her. He sucked her tongue and gazed with hot, excited eyes down at her tossing crotch. Wilma knew he wanted to see this fuck between mother and son, so she contented herself by holding his balls and cock, feeling his prick grow in her hand. She churned her ass up and down, fucking her son as wildly and with as much ecstasy as she had fucked his eager little friend. She churned her hips and twisted about as Kevin fucked her with his youthful vigor. Knowing her movements excited both of the boys; she strived to move even more erotically for them. Her shapely ass cheeks bunched and tightened, flexing as her cunt squeezed and sucked on her son's cock. His balls, just as Paul's had, slapped excitedly upon her upraised, grinding ass. Paul, much too excited by the prospect of seeing Kevin fucking his mother, was simply holding one of her tits, his cock swelling into that firmness she loved so much. Wilma experienced another exquisite series of orgasms. They started almost mild, as warmth that grew into a fierce heat until her cunt was almost gnawing and chewing in rippling waves in her son's thrusting cock. Her cunt was a constant surprise to her. This phenomenon was known to her, but only in books. Now she knew exactly what it was like. She loved having the ability to come and come and come until one final explosion sent her mind reeling and her slender, curvy body shattering into liquid ecstasy. Her eyes were smoldering so hotly her vision was almost blurred. But she could see the expressions on Paul's and her son's faces. She loved those expressions and the excitement in their eyes. She loved the youthful power of their cocks and the way they throbbed between the moist lips of her hairy cunt. She heard Paul ask in a husky voice if Kevin was going to come in his mother's cunt. She heard, as if from a distance, her son grunts his reply. Her ass churned in a violent fury as she began to wail in mindless ecstasy again. Her orgasm began to build like a tidal wave, racing through her over-heated body swiftly. She began to shiver, and then tremble, and finally she shuddered, yelling out when her ecstatic orgasm exploded. Her cunt grabbed in a powerful, slippery tightness around her son's cock, drawing on it. Kevin gave a loud grunt and slammed his prick as deep as he could up his mother's starving cunt. Wilma knew her son was coming off in her pussy, but it was almost like a dream. She knew his come juice was filling her as Paul's had only a few minutes earlier but she was floating on a cloud of ecstasy and really felt very little. As Kevin sat back on his heels, gasping, his cock pulled out of her reluctant cunt and Wilma's naked ass slumped to the cushions of the chair. Her tits surged up and down as she breathed raggedly, her eyes still much too fuzzy to see anything. When her vision returned to normal, she smiled at the two boys. Paul was still gazing at her half-naked body in almost awe. He seemed more interested in her hairy cunt than her tits. Her skirt was bunched around her waist in a blatant display of erotic wantonness. She noticed that Paul's cock was extremely hard again, as hard as it had been when he had fucked her. She reached for his prick and stroked it gently. "You like my cunt, Paul?" she murmured. "Gosh, yes!" the young boy gurgled, reaching down to run his hands through the thick mass of her cunt hair. "You don't know how many times I've jacked off, thinking about fucking you, Mrs. Howell." "What's this Mrs. Howell shit?" she laughed. "I'm Wilma now, aren't I?" It pleased her immensely to know that her body could hold the attention of young boys and keep their sweet cocks up and deliciously hard. To test her new freedom, Marian stood up. "I've got to piss," she announced boldly. "Want to watch?" Both boys were eager to see such a sight. As she walked down the hall to the bathroom, the two boys followed behind her naked, their cocks waving in hardness. Entering the bathroom, she spread her legs over the toilet. Then, squatting halfway down, she began to piss. The tinkle of the piss into the water and the way the boys leaned down to watch her cunt so closely almost made Marian come as she pissed. She deliberately moved her hand down between her thighs and into the stream, then rubbed at her clitoris while she continued to piss. Finished, she stood up. "Well, how was that? Did you like watching me piss?" The two boys nodded excitedly. "I've always wondered how a girl pissed," Paul said. Wilma stood between the boys as they stood on each side of the toilet. She held their cocks, amused as they strained to piss with hard-ons. Soon they were both pissing. Watching them sent a thrill through Wilma. On an impulse, she leaned way down and kissed the shaft of her son's cock as he pissed, then did the same to Paul's cock. With a naughty laugh, Jack suddenly lifted his cock and the hot stream of piss struck his mother's cheek. Wilma jerked her face away. "That's enough of that," she said, but not angrily. END? ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 52