Outwardly, most American families look to be perfectly normal in their activities and outlooks. Outwardly, that is; behind closed doors is another matter. Like separate tribes, each family has its own customs, mores and taboos. What might seem acceptable in one family might be totally unacceptable and wildly outlandish in another.
That incest occurs in some families is an incontrovertible fact. When discovered by the rest of society, some families break apart while others draw tighter together for mutual protection. While they remain undetected, however, they are usually safe in their activities.
HORNY LOVING MOM tells the story of one such family, a family undiscovered in their sins and unsullied by the guilt and shame that usually follows detection. Rather than being driven apart by their desires and passions, the Allison family is brought closer together, for their lust cannot conceal the love they hold for each other.
While the Allisons may not be the typical fmaily, they are a family that has come to grips with a situation which would have destroyed other families. They have adapted, and are content with their adaptation and without society's intervention.
-The Publisher
Chapter One
Sharon Allison sorting the laundry, held up a pair of Robert's shorts. The front of them looked slightly moist, meaning her son had just placed them in the hamper. She looked closer, and found the reason for the wetness.
He had either spontaneously come off in his shorts, or had jerked his cock and gushed into them. Whatever had happened, the come juice there was still warm and wet. A ripple moved up and down her spine as she looked at them.
turning them inside out.fora closer examination. Yes, it was definitely come juice. To make absolutely certain, Sharon wiped her finger into the wetness, then touched her fingertip with the tip of her tongue. A quiver moved through her cunt, and she groaned softly.
Sharon pressed the crotch of his shorts to her lips, kissing. She felt the response of her cunt and moaned again. It had been so long since her sexual appetites had been sastified.
Dropping his shorts into the washer, she sighed.
But burning sensations between her thighs remained, tormenting her, reminding her how good it had been before her husband had died. Sometimes, she suspected she had been too much for him, that her demands for almost-constant fucking had killed him. But Sharon was aware of her heat, of her insatiable hungers; she couldn't help it if she was that way.
All her life she had been hot-very, very hot.
She had found the thrills and satisfaction of having a cock inside her cunt at a very early age, much younger than most girls. And from that point on, she had craved hard cock more each day. She was excited by everything a cock could do, by the way a prick grew so hard and throbbed. She was excited to feel, to jack, to watch a cock come, shooting that creamy come juice from the piss hole. She was excited by balls, young or old, small or big: She' was excited by what a pair of balls held, that thick come juice. She was excited if they were hairy, or completely without hair. She was excited by a cock spurting piss into the ground. And she was excited to taste a prick in her mouth, excited to run her tongue over a hard cock, to flick the piss hole, to try to swallow the prick down her throat.
She was excited by pure, unadulterated, wild and erotic sex. There was nothing she would refuse a man, no matter what it was. In fact, the more perverse the sex was, the more she enjoyed it.
Starting the washing machine, she leaned against it, feeling the vibration in her body. She opened her legs a little, pressing her cunt into the corner of the machine, letting the vibration agitate her cunt. She sighed as the feeling grew, making her cunt wetter and hotter. Placing her hands on her ass, she squeezed her ass cheeks, her eyes closed to the ecstasy that was building within her pussy.
Unknown to Sharon, she was being watched.
Hiding behind the door frame, Susan stared at her mother with huge eyes. She had seen her mother rubbing at the washing machine before, and found it not just interesting, but fascinating. Susan was younger than her brother, with blonde hair and wide blue eyes. She had a very pretty face. She really had no titties to speak of, just two swollen nipples. Yet those nipples were already sensitive to touch, and Susan loved to fondle them.
Like her mother, Susan was fascinated by erotic subjects. She had spied on her brother, watching him play with his cock and balls when he thought he was alone.
Watching her mother digging her fingers into her ass and rubbing at the washing machine made her succulent cunt twitch, and, as much as she wanted to keep watching, she had to do something with her pussy. Turning away, Susan almost ran into the living room, flinging herself onto the couch, bringing a throw pillow underneath her body. She pressed the pillow between her thighs and, with instinct beyond her years, began to squirm and hump at the pillow. Her little-girl dress had lifted up her slim thighs, giving a hint of the panties that cupped her small, sweet ass.
A second or so after Susan had started rubbing her cunt on the pillow, Robert had started into the room. His sister had not seen him, but he had seen her. He was standing in the hallway, facing Susan's feet. He saw her slender thighs, the shadow of her panties, saw her rubbing up and down on the pillow. His instant reaction was a hard-on. His cock bulged against his shorts, the prickhead almost slipping from the frayed edges. The way his sister fucked the pillow caused his balls to draw up tight, and he felt as if he would come watching her.
Meanwhile, back in the washroom, Sharon gave a low sob as an orgasm bubbled through her cunt. She pressed her pussy hard against the vibrating machine, trying to drag the orgasm out, and it finished too fast for her. She cupped her full, firm tits for a moment, then shook herself.
Moments later, walking through the kitchen, she was almost into the living room when she saw her daughter. She stopped abruptly, seeing Susan's slim thighs holding the throw pillow, her little ass twisting in circles, then humping up and down. She knew she should let Susan know she was there, but what she was seeing fascinated her. She watched her daughter fucking the pillow.
She had no thought of her daughter as a sexual being; Susan was simply too young, she felt. Yet, she was seeing that Susan was indeed a sexual being, and an intense, erotic one at that.
Then she saw her son.
A blush came over her face as they stared at each other. She blushed, but Susan didn't feel any shame, any guilt. Her eyes lowered to the bulge of her son's cock. Seeing his prick strain at his cut-offs, she felt a hot clenching sensation between her legs. She looked from her daughter's hunching ass to her son's hard-on, the into his eyes.
Sharon smiled, nervously.
Robert didn't try to hide the fact his cock was hard, she noticed. He was again watching his sister's, little ass twist and squirm, and Sharon realized he could almost see her ass. She was excited that her son's cock was hard from watching his sister, excited because Susan was fucking that pillow.
Susan was making little whimpering sounds, her ass churning faster. It was obvious she was on the brink of orgasm, a fact that did not surprise Sharon. She had been able to come at an age younger than her daughter. She glanced at her son to see if he was watching his sister grinding herself into an orgasm. Robert was, his eyes hot and glassy, standing there with his cock pressing at his cut-offs, trying to control his breathing. Sharon looked hard at his cock, wishing the prickhead would slip out, so she could see it.
The gurgles coming from Susan drew Sharon's eyes again, and she watched her daughter's little body shuddering with orgasm. As Susan became still, she relaxed, a smile on her pretty little face. Her eyes fluttered, then opened. With a squeal, she jumped from the couch, smoothing her skirt down. She looked at her mother with frightened eyes, then scooted quickly toward the hallway. Susan bumped in- to her brother, her hand pressing at his hard-on. She jerked her hand away as if burned and, after glancing again at her mother, fled down the hall to her room, embarrassed because they both had been watching her fuck that pillow.
Sharon, still standing there, looked at her son. Robert didn't express any shame of what he had been watching. In fact, Sharon noticed he was looking at her tits.
A nervous smile spread over her face, and she moved in a stumbling way toward Robert.
"Wasn't that sweet?" she whispered as she came close. "Watching Susan doing that."
Robert simply stared at his mother.
Sharon, unable to control her emotions, placed her palm against her son's throbbing cock briefly, then slipped a finger into the leg, tickling his balls. It was only a brief feel, but enough to make her son gasp, make her cunt throb.
She moved past him, and Robert turned, watching his mother. Feeling his eyes on her body, Sharon swayed her ass in a pronounced manner, trying hard to keep from shaking at him.
In her room, Sharon lifted her hand and stared at her fingers. They seemed to burn from that brief touch of her son's balls. She kissed her fingers, then began getting out of her house dress. The day was warm, and would be hot before evening. She slipped into a pair of white shorts, very tight shorts. She enjoyed the feel of the tight crotch cutting into her cunt. The shorts were cut high, and half her ass was exposed. She pulled a t-shirt over her head, pleased with the way her tits were molded, her nipples pressing outward.
Sharon loved to exhibit her body. She enjoyed the admiring, hungry eyes of men. It made her feel good to be desired, to know what the men were thinking, to know they wanted to fuck her, to get a piece of her tight, hot ass.
And she would let them, too, except she wasn't after a one-night fuck; Sharon wanted a long-term arrangement, and none of them men she knew interested her that way.
But now ...
Was it possible? Would it be possible for her to entice her son into fucking her? She shivered with the thought of his young cock pressing into her hairy cunt, banging away for hour upon hour. Robert certainly had shown no shame of watching his sister fucking the throw pillow, and he had not tried to hide his hard-on. When she had felt his balls with her fingers, she had not tried to stop her, either.
When she left her room, she discovered Robert had left the house. She was disappointed, wanting to explore the possibility of fucking her son.
She heard soft sobbing coming from her daughter's room, and knocked lightly on the door.
"What's wrong, Susan?" she called.
"Go away, Mother!"
"But, Susan, I want to talk to you."
Mother, I'm embarrassed enough."
Sharon tried the door; it was open. She stepped into Susan's bedroom, seeing the stuffed animals and dolls almost filing it. Susan was still such a little girl, she thought, and evidently so hot in her panties.
Susan was on her stomach, hiding her face in the fluffy pillows. Sharon sat on the edge, rubbing her daughter's back fondly.
"There's no reason to cry, honey," she said sooothingly. "I understand very well."
Susan made choking sounds.
"Susan, please, listen to me," Sharon said, sliding her palm to the small of her daughter's back. "It's all right, baby. Don't cry now. It's okay."
Her hand moved lower, and Sharon's eyes followed it. She could not seem to stop her hand. It had a mind of its own now, and her palm moved across the swelling sweetness of her daughter's tight ass. She felt Susan's ass shiver as her palm moved down, along the back of a slender thigh. Susan's leg felt hot to her hand as it touched the creamy skin at the knee.
Susan had stopped sobbing, but she was holding her breath; She stiffened her body, as if afraid to move. She felt her mother's hand caressing the back of her knee, felt her fingers under the hem of her skirt.
"Mother," she finally whispered. "I can't help it, but I feel funny."
"Where, honey?" Sharon's voice came out husky. "Where do you feel funny?"
"All ... all over."
"I understand, baby," Sharon whispered, slipping her hand under her daughter's skirt, feeling the creamy sweetness of her leg. She saw her daughter's ass tremble, and knew very well where Susan felt funny. "I understand very well. It's nothing to be ashamed of. I felt like that when I was your age, too."
"You did?" Susan asked, her^voice muffled by the pillow. "Really?"
"Really, Susan."
"And you . . . you did what I was doing?" ".Of course."
They fell silent. Susan didn't know what to say, and her mother wasn't exactly sure what she was doing, feeling her daughter's thigh this way. All Sharon knew was that it felt good to touch her daughter so intimately.
"Am I bad, Mother?" Susan finally asked. "Am I a bad girl for doing that?"
"Of course not."
"You were . . . you were shoving yourself on the washing maching, Mother, and I felt so good down . . . down there." "You saw me?"
Susan nodded her head, her blond hair shining.
Sharon thought about that, wondering if her daughter had seen what she had done with Robert's shorts. She felt no guilt, even if Susan had seen her. She felt a kind of elation flow through her, an elation that sent a tingling anticipation rumbling about her cunt.
She moved her hand slowly up her daughter's thigh, sliding her hand between them, feeling the soft inner surfaces. The higher her hand went, the hotter it felt. Susan lay still, waiting, wondering how far her mother would go. Already her cunt was burning, melting, with quivering excitement.
Sharon very slowly moved her hand up, and then felt the crotch of her daughter's panties. They were wet, almost soaked. She gasped softly as she pressed her fingers against her daughter's cunt. Susan, too, made a low gasp, her hips jerking.
"Mother, what are you gonna do?"
"Make you feel good, again," Sharon heard herself reply as her fingers rubbed up and down the crotch of her daughter's wet panties. "I want to make your . . . make you feel good, baby. It's okay . . . just relax and let mother take care of it."
Susan's ass wiggled as she felt the pressure of her mother's fingers between her thighs. She mewled softly and lifted her little ass. "That's nice, Mother."
Sharon was surprised at herself. Despite the intensity of her sexual hungers, she had never felt up a girl in her life. Yet she loved feeling her daughter's cunt, feeling the wet heat through the panties. She pressed harder, rubbing faster.
Susan began to twist her ass, writhing her hips as her mother fondled her cunt. She made little squealing sounds of pleasure.
Drawing her hand up, Sharon squeezed a tight, small ass cheek, then lifted Susan's dress, pulling it to her waist. She stared down at the beauty of Susan's so-sweet and so-young ass. The ass cheeks swelled up beautifully, those slender thighs opening unabashedly to give her mother's hand room.
"Do it some more, Mother," Susan moaned, arching her ass upward. "Rub me again, please."
"Of course I will, honey," sharon whispered, sliding her hand between Susan's thighs, rubbing at the pantied cunt. Her other hand caressed the tight ass cheeks. She wanted to slide her hands inside the tight panties, but felt she would be going too far . . . for this time."
"Ohhh, Mother!" Susan whimpered, grinding her cunt at her mother's rubbing palm.
"Oooo, it tingles, Mother. It feels so good, and I wanna ... I wanna feel it happen again."
The heat scalded her palm as Sharon rubbed, her eyes glazed with desire as she peered at the squirming little ass. Her own cunt was throbbing wetly, her clitoris almost bursting with sensation. Her tits strained at the t-shirt. The crotch of her shorts pulled into the slit of her cunt, and her own ass began to twist on the bed.
"Mother will make it happen again," Sharon whispered. "Mother understands, darling. Mother will rub you until it happens."
Very soon, Susan was twisting and pressing into her mother's hand with squealing pleasure. Sharon watched her daughter squirm and grind, shoving her cunt into her palm. The heat became more pronounced, the panties wetter. Sobs of ecstasy flowed from Susan's mouth. Sharon's eyes glazed at the wiggling ass, excited by the tight panties, with the wet feel on her fingers. The desire to shove her fingers beneath the tight panties, to feel her daughter's cunt with nothing between them, was strong. I "I'm gonna . . . oooo, I think I'm gonna do it again, Mother!" Susan whimpered. "Ohhh, do it harder, Mother!"
Sharon pressed her palm tightly into the soaked panties. She could hardly believe she was rubbing her daughter's young, sugary cunt, mak? ing her come. She leaned her head down, press- ing her lips to the cheek of Susan's ass, kissing through the panties when Susan began making soft squealing noises. She felt Susan's tender cunt contracting against her hand, felt her small body shaking.
"Come, honey," Sharon urged, rubbing harshly now. "Come all you want, Susan."
Susan arched her ass, her hips jerking as her mother kept rubbing faster and faster. She was coming more than she ever had before in her young life, time and again. The bubbling convulsions of her cunt didn't want to stop, and she didn't want them to stop.
But they did.
Slowly, Susan lowered her body to the bed, her fingers clawing at the blankets as she shivered and shook, finally lying still.
Better, honey?" Sharon whispered.
"Oh, yes, Mother!"
Sharon got to her feet, waiting to see if Susan would look at her now. But Susan wouldn't turn over. She lay there on her stomach, her panties showing, legs still spread. Sharon sighed with longing as she turned and left the room. Her cunt was on fire, and since Susan seemed unwilling to return the favor, Sharon could only go to her room and fingerfuck herself furiously.
Chapter Two
Sharon wasn't really surprised at what she had done with her daughter. It had been coming on for some time, she knew now. The only thing that did surprise her now was that she had gone no farther than touching, bringing Susan to orgasm with her fingers. And through her panties at that.
She had wanted to touch Susan's little cunt without anything between them, and it had required tremendous willpower not to. One of these days, she thought, as she sat on her bed, staring at her hand, the one she had used to stroke and caress and feel her daughter's steamy little cunt. One of these days she would do it. One of these days she would put her hand into those tight little panties and touch Susan's creamy young cunt, rub those hot pussy hps, put her finger in.
The thought of kissing her daughter's cunt came over her like an exploding ball of fire. She tried to bury the thought, but it kept coming back to her. Her thoughts turned to her son, Robert, and what she had done to him earlier. His precious balls had felt so good on the tips of her fingers. If she could play with her son, touch his cock and balls, maybe even see his cock, get his prick up her cunt, she wouldn't feel this strange desire to kiss and suck Susan's cunt.
There was no explanation for this desire, she thought.
She could not deny there was a strange, appealing excitement about kissing Susan's pussy. At Susan's age, her cunt wouldn't be very hairy. The girl's cunt would be fresh and clean, probably with only a bit of fuzz to get in the way. Sharon had shaved her cunt once to see what it would be like, and the naked pussy Hps had held certain excitement. It seemed to be a different cunt once she had removed all the hair.
Sweeter, more succulent, more beautiful, somehow.
In her mind she saw her son's cock standing up, very hard, with perhaps a small patch of hair at the base, his young balls hanging down. The lurching sensation in her cunt brought a soft moan from her throat as she visualized her son's young cock.
Sharon paced her bedroom, nervous, but eager, her mind trying to picture Robert, naked, standing as she knelt to stroke that lovely young prick, to kiss the tip, to run her tongue along the hard cockshaft. His cock would be small, of course, she thought. He wasn't very old, either. A year and a half older than Susan. His cock wouldn't be a monstrous thing, but just right for Sharon. Sharon really didn't like a huge cock. A big prick thrilled her cunt, but she couldn't take it all into her mouth, and she wanted a cock she could take anywhere with total comfort.
Robert's cock, she was sure, fit the bill perfectly.
But she would have to see to find out.
She heard the door close, and quickly went down the hall to the living room. Robert had come back, and, when he glanced at her, Sharon tried to make herself believe he had a burning interest in her body.
Feeling very nervous, she made sure Robert could look at her body. She made sure, he could see her nipples straining, the outline of her cunt lips, and best of all, the display of her ass in the tight, very short shorts. She felt wanton, eagerly making an attempt to let her son know her inner emotions, that she was willing to indulge in games with him.
When she glanced at him, she grinned, seeing the evidence of her success. His cock strained inside the shorts. She could almost see the head of his cock past the frayed edges. Almost, but not quite.
She stood a few feet away, in front of him, legs parted. She knew cunt hair curled from the tight crotch, enticingly. Robert was looking at her, between her legs.
"Where did you go, Robert?" she asked in a low voice. "Out to diddle some little girl?"
His eyes lifted to hers.
"I mean, after what we saw your sister doing," Sharon whispered, "I wouldn't blame you. That was very exciting."
She stared at his hard-on meaningfully, her eyes blazing as the heat bubbled between her thighs. The urge to lean down, to shove her hand under his cut-offs, to yank his cock free was powerful. Her hips jerked forward.
Robert was not as nervous as his mother. His cock was straining at his cut-offs, his balls aching. He had seen his mother many times, in his mind, naked. He had seen her long, slim thighs and hairy cunt, her firm, shapely tits and swelling ass. He had seen her that way as he pumped his cock in a frenzy.
Robert had fantasized many times of his mother tempting him, of her seducing him. It was, now, as if those fantasies were coming true. The curling hair of her cunt sticking from the tight crotch of her shorts, the outline of her cunt, the way her tits jutted outward, and especially the things she was now saying, told Robert his mother was his for the asking. Young as he was, he was a very perceptive boy.
He stood up, his cock bulging outward.
"Ohhhh, God, baby!" Sharon moaned, her body trembling. "Oh, I see . . . ahhh, it's beautiful!"
Robert closed the distance between them.
He stopped, standing very close to his mother. He was a full head shorter than her, and Sharon had to look down at him. But Robert wasn't looking up; he was staring at her tits, almost level with his young face. Sharon felt herself swaying toward him, her breath caught as excitement flared between her thighs. Her nipples inside the t-shirt were only an inch from his mouth.
They stood, not speaking, both anticipating. Then Robert shoved his face forward. Sharon gurgled as his mouth closed about her hidden nipple. The wet heat of her son's mouth seemed to scald her nipple, then she was sucking through the t-shirt. He stood, arms dangling, sucking on his mother's tit through the material, his breath hot and searing through the cloth.
"Oooo, baby!" Sharon moaned, lifting her hands and placing them at the back of his head, pulling his face into her tit. "Oh, God . . . that feels so good, Robert!"
Her thigh pressed at the throbbing hardness of his cock. She could feel the power of her son's prick against her naked thigh, but it wasn't enough. It was never enough just to feel a hard-on.
The cheeks of Sharon's ass tightened as her cunt throbbed with a beautiful, burning feeling. She was getting wetter; she could feel it, feel the fuck juices seeping from her cunt, soaking into the crotch of her shorts. Her clit had swollen until it was a knotted, fiery pain. She squirmed against her son, holding his mouth onto her tit.
"Suck it for mother," she hissed throatily. "Suck it for me, Robert! Oooo, your mouth is so hot on me!"
She felt his hands moving between them, felt the back of one hand touch her thigh. It seemed as if her flesh would melt from the touch. There was a wetness on her thigh, a hotter heat, and her pulse raced as she realized her son had pulled his cock from his cut-offs, and was rub- bing the swollen, dripping prickhead about her thigh.
Sharon gasped, looking downward.
"Ohhhhh!" she whimpered.
Robert was sucking hard on her tit, squeezing his cock in his fist, rubbing the smooth prickhead on her thigh, smearing her skin with the seeping fuck juices. She began to pant heavily, jerking her t-shirt up, exposing her other tit. Robert left the nipple he had been sucking, scooting his mouth quickly to the firm tit his mother had revealed.
Sharon shivered as he sucked attar naked tit, feeling his tongue fluttering about the hard nipple. She felt him trying to take as much of her tit as possible into his hungry young mouth, and the suction sent tingling excitement up and down her body.
Holding the back of his head tightly, keeping his mouth filled with her tit, she shot her hand down, pulled his hand off his cock, and gripped it herself. She made a squealing sound and began to jack his prick, rubbing the cockhead between her thighs, enjoying the trails of slippery, hot wetness on her skin.
A sudden groan came from Robert.
Sharon felt his cock become harder in her fist, and then she felt the gushing of come juice. Spunk splashed against her thigh, coating her flesh. Time and again, the come juice burst from his cock, and she jacked his prick in short, swift, excited movements of her squeezing fist. The come ran down her leg, hot and wet. Her cunt quivered, her pussy lips clenching, her clitoris throbbing. A long wail came from her throat as she came, her ass twisting, bumping back and forth. She clung to his gushing cock eagerly, jerking fast, making her son come on her thighs.
A shudder went through her son, transmitting itself to her. When he finished coming, she pulled his cock between her thighs, pressing them together, and wrapped her arms about his shoulders. She kissed the top of his head, his face buried between her tits. The come juice dripped down her thighs, to her knees, and along her legs, then to the floor.
Robert tried to work his cock back and forth, tried to fuck his mother between her hot thighs. But his cock had become very small now.
Sharon^ pulled free, looking down at his dangling cock. His prick was out of his cut-offs on one side, glistening with wetness. She ran a fingertip along his cock, grinning lewdly at him.
"We made a mess, didn't we, Robert?" she said in a soft voice. "At least you did."
"It was too fast, Mother," he said, not in the least showing shame or guilt. "I don't do that so fast, most of the time."
"Was it good?" she asked huskily.
"Better than jacking off." He grinned bold- ly, cupping her naked tit in his small hand. "I like to jack off, but when you do it for me, it's a lot better, Mother."
She leaned her face down, kissing his mouth. Robert dug into her naked tit, making his mother moan with pleasure. She closed her fist about his cock once again, squeezing and pulling.
"Don't you have a girlfriend, honey?"
He shook his head. "I'm looking, though." He grinned. "Jacking off is a lot of fun, Mother, but I sure would like to get a piece of ass."
Sharon laughed, feeling delight at his words.
"It would be better, wouldn't it?" she murmured, squeezing his prick. "Putting this into something nice and soft and furry and wet would feel better than your fist, right?"
Robert nodded, digging his fingers into his mother's naked tit. "I have something soft, furry, and wet, darling," she whispered in a soft, trembling voice. "I have something that is wet and hot, very hot."
"Mother, do you mean I can ..."
A grin spread over Sharon's face, her eyes hot and blazing as she nodded her head. "That's what I mean, Robert."
His eyes widened, shining with eagerness. "I can do it to you, Mother? Really? You'll let me fu . . . do it to you?"
"Fuck me?" she said. "I'd love it, Robert."
"Really?" he asked again, hardly believing this.
Sharon's nervousness was gone, replaced by a trembling hunger. She tossed all caution away, grinding her hips against him. She pulled his hand off her tit, shoved it behind her and closed his lingers around one cheek of her ass.
"Hold my ass, Robert," she gasped. "Hold mother's ass! Feel my ass, baby. Squeeze mother's ass, touch mother's ass! Oooo, you can fuck me, Robert! Oh, God, you can fuck me!"
His cock rose into hardness once again, pressing between her thighs. She could feel his prick throbbing there, making her cunt hungry. Tightening her thighs about his cock, she began working her thighs back and forth, fucking him with the heat of her come-juice-covered inner thighs. Robert clung to his mother's ass, squeezing, breathing harshly.
His other hand gripped the opposite cheek of her ass, pulling her into his shaking body. He felt the creamy nakedness of her lower ass cheeks, trying to dig his ringers under her shorts. They were too tight for him, and his right hand moved between them quickly. His cock slipped from between her thighs, lifting up in full hardness. When Robert cupped his mother's cunt through her shorts, Sharon almost came. She pumped her hips back and forth, rubbing her cunt into his palm, groaning as the heat grew until she was afraid it would burst into a consuming flame.
He looked down at his mother's hips, watching with huge eyes as she made fucking movements, grinding her cunt into his palm. His mother's cunt felt hotter than he had imagined. He was till having difficulty believing he was feeling his mother up, that she was willingly letting him do it, that she had said he could fuck her.
"Can I really do it to you, Mother?" he asked again.
"Yes," Sharon moaned. "I mean it! Oh, God, Robert! I never meant anything more in my life!"
"I can put it in you?"
"You can put your beautiful cock in my cunt and fuck me!"
Robert gasped, excited by his mother's words. His cock jerked as his mother slipped her hand into his cut-offs and gripped his tight balls.
"I can fuck you?"
"Oh, can you!" she almost screamed. "You can fuck me all you want, Robert! Oooo, do it now! Fuck me now, baby!"
"I can't get it in," he complained, trying to jerk the crotch of her shorts away. They were much too tight, and he couldn't even expose one cunt lip.
"Let me help," she groaned, tugging at the zipper in back, Robert stepped away, watching his mother as she peeled her shorts down. She wiggled her hips, hurriedly shoving her shorts to her knees and stepping from them. Robert's eyes became very glazed when she stood. He stared at the thick mass of cunt hair, and, when his mother fell back on the floor, spreading her legs wide, lifting her hips up lewdly, he saw the pink wetness of her pussy, saw the way it twitched.
Robert went to his knees, and Sharon grabbed his cock, pulling him toward her cunt. She rubbed the swollen prickhead up and down the slit of her cunt, then pressed the cockhead in. Robert gritted his teeth as he felt the wet heat wrap about his prick. Once the smooth prickhead was between the lips of her cunt, Sharon lunged upward, stabbing her pussy on her son's cock. She gave a loud hiss as Robert's cock stretched and filled her boiling pussy, then drew him down onto her body.
The moist slap of his lower stomach smashing between her legs brought a grunt from him. His mother's cunt was hotter and wetter than he had ever imagined possible. His balls became tight as his mother lifted her legs, then wrapped them about his ass. She cluthed his shoulders tight- ly, her head thrown back with wild ecstasy. "Fuck me!" she shouted. "Your cock is in my cunt now, Robert! Oooo, baby, fuck me! Mother's cunt wants your had cock! Fuck mother . . . fuck mother's hungry cunt- now!"
She scissored her hot thighs up and down his hips, wishing she had taken time to remove his cut-offs. But now that his cock was stuffed into her cunt, she wasn't going to take time to get them off him. She bounced her ass, churning up and down as her son started fucking into her greedy cunt. She moaned and groaned, wailed and screamed in a muffled way. Her hips churned frantically, pumping up to meet his down-thrusting cock.
Suddenly Robert's body went stiff, his cock buried as far as he could go in his mother's hairy cunt.
"Susan," he gasped. "Mother, where's Susan?"
"Fuck Susan!" Sharon groaned.
Robert laughed. "Gladly, but where is she now?"
"Don't worry about your fucking sister!" Sharon urged, pumping her naked ass up and down, beating the ass cheeks on the carpet, riding her son's throbbing cock with the gripping hps of her fiery cunt. "Fuck her, Robert! This is what counts-your cock in my pussy, fucking me! Fuck her ..." She paused, then added: "Later. Fuck your fucking sister later!"
Robert's hands moved behind his mother's thrashing hips, clutching at her squirming ass. He dug his fingers into the tight, creamy cheeks, and began to fuck his cock in and out. Sharon's almost-naked body trembled with ecstasy as her son held tightly to her ass, his cock filling her hungry cunt. The steaming friction of his throbbing prick against the clutching lips of her cunt sent her mind spinning with erotic ecstasy.
"Fuck me!" Sharon groaned, her neck taut. "Fuck . . . fuck . . . fuck mother! Oooo, your cock is so fucking hard, Robert! I love it, love the way it feels in my cunt. Give my pussy your beautiful hard, young cock, baby! Oooo, ram it to me! Fuck mother's wet pussy . . . ram my ass! Ohhhh, Robert, fuck your mother's cunt, hard, fast . . . fuck, fuck, fuck me!"
The words drifted off, and Sharon began to bite at her son's shoulder, tasting the sweat on his flesh. She sucked at his neck, the tip of her tongue flicking at his skin. Her hips churned swiftly, erotically, making tight circles, her cunt nipping on his cock. The soft, wet walls of her pussy seemed to grab hold of his cock each time he fucked deep, holding his prick as he lifted. He dug his fingers hard into his mother's ass, and the harder he squeezed, the more she seemed to like it. She was making grunting sounds now, humping her cunt up and down, fucking him more than he was fucking her.
A crazy image came into Sharon's mind- her daughter, Susan, was watching them, watch-ing them fuck wildly. The image was so real, she turned her head towward the doorway, but it was empty. Yet, the idea of having her daughter watch as she fucked Robert was exciting. She wondered, in a vague way, if Susan would become excited, seeing her fucking Robert. Maybe Susan would, and perhaps her daughter would sit in her face, shove and rub her succulent cunt into her mouth, while Robert fucked her.
The scream started off almost silently, then grew louder as Sharon's cunt became very tight around her son's cock. The eruption was amaz-ing, her orgasm the best of her life.
"Oooo, you're making me come, baby!" she shouted, arching her cunt into his cock, grinding in a frenzy of erotic heat. "Your cock ... so hard . . . making me. . . come! Feel mother's cunt . . . squeezing your cock! Ohhh, harder, Robert! Ahhh, I'm coming so fucking hard!"
Her body trembled as the orgasm faded, then her eyes popped open with delight.
"I'm coming again! Ohhh, that's so good! Robert, you're making me come-again!"
Robert pounded his cock into his mother's contracting cliht with a fury. His balls writhed tightly at the base. The wet heat of his mother's pussy seemed to be squeezing his cock like a fist and the suction was fantastic. He was very close to discharge, and he wasn't sure if he was sup-posed to come inside her cunt or not. His cock swelled larger, the prickhead ballooning.
"Mother, I'm gonna ..."
Sharon sensed he was about to yank his cock from her cunt "No!" she screamed, grabbing his ass with both her hands and darwing him tight between her thighs. "No, don't take it out!"
"But I'm gonna come, Mother!"
"Yes!"she screeched. "Come in me!"
But, as she urged him, Robert's cock was squirting. The hot come juice sprayed along the satiny walls of her pussy, splashing deeply. It triggered a final orgasm in Sharon's cunt. She tried to muffle the scream of ecstasy, but couldn't. Her cunt began to milk at her son's spewing prick, draining his balls, making his spunk flood her hungry cunt.
When Robert slumped across her body. Sharon squeezed her thighs about him, holding his cock inside her cunt by locking her legs across his ass. She hugged him tightly, his face between her firm, shapely tits. She caressed his back as he shuddered and gasped.
She felt his cock slipping from her cunt, and a soft purr of pleasure came from her. She felt his cock come free, and his prick dangled downward, along the crack of her ass. Robert's young body shook again, then he started lifting op. Sharon let her legs fall away from him. Robert sat back on his heels, his cock glistening wetly, his balls still hidden by his cut-offs. He gazed at his mother's crotch, seeing the thick hair, the wet and pink hps of her cunt, the tip of her clit poking from the folds.
Sharon watched his expression and was pleased when her son suddenly smiled. She rolled her ass, twisting lewdly as she returned his grin.
"How was it, Robert?"
"Great, Mother!"
"Your first piece, huh?" she asked, her eyes glowing. "I was your very first fuck, wasn't I?" "Yeah!"
"Do you like fucking me, honey?"
He nodded eagerly, probing his mother's wet cunt with a ringer. When it touched her sensitive clitoris, Sharon's hips jerked and a soft sob bubbled out of her mouth.
"Mother's ass is very hot, you know," she murmured.
"I just found out," he grinned, then fear came into his eyes as he looked around quickly. "Susan . . . Mother, is Susan in the house?"
"Her room," Sharon replied. "Why?"
"What if she saw us?" he asked.
Sharon grinned. "There'd probably be a fight over your cock, I suppose."
Chapter Three
Sharon couldn't believe what she had done. It was the next day, and she was at the table drinking coffee, looking out at the back yard, watching Susan and Robert. They weren't playing, but were sitting on the lawn talking. She wondered what they were saying, if Robert was telling his sister about fucking their mother. The idea sent warmth through her body.
In one day, she had watched her daughter fucking a throw pillow, then she had felt and fingered her daughter to orgasm, finally fucking her son like some overheated bitch.
"Well," she told herself. "That's what I was, an overheated bitch."
Not only had she been overheated the day before, but Sharon was still burning hot. She wondered if she was insatiable, incapable of satisfaction. That was wrong, she knew. She was very satisfied after her son fucked her. She wasn't tormented by the fiery hunger of her cunt for the first time in a long time. She had slept peacefully, not waking up once during the night. Yet, as she got out of bed, there was a delicious throbbing in her cunt, a sort of anticipation of her son's cock fucking into her again.
It was almost noon when she woke up, and she had not slept that late in years. She bathed, using a wonderfully scented oil, making her smell sweet. She had toweled herself and pulled a robe about her nakedness. She found her son and daughter had already had breakfast, and had made a pot of coffee for her.
She saw Robert get to his feet and start for the house. Susan remained sitting on the grass, her head lowered as if she were very interested in the blades.
"You're up, Mother," Robert said as he stepped in. "We made coffee for you."
She held her arms out of him, and he came to his mother, kissing her on her lips. Robert wore jogging shorts, and she couldn't resist slipping her hand under the leg and squeezing his ass a bit as they kissed.
"About yesterday," she said.
"What about it, Mother?"
"Are you glad?"
For an answer, he slipped his hands into her robe, finding her tits naked. He cupped them, rubbing a thumb over her nipples.
A pleased smile spread over Sharon's face, and she leaned forward, burying her face into his naked chest. She kissed his stomach, licking delicately at his belly button. She shoved her other hand under his jogging shorts, feeling his ass. He wasn't wearing shorts, and she wasn't sure if she was disappointed by that or not.
"What are you two talking about?" she asked, her voice low. "Me?"
Robert shook his head. "I don't tell tales, Mother. You don't think I'd tell Susan I fucked you, do you?"
"It's all right," Sharon replied. "Tell her if you want, I don't mind."
Robert gave a lewd giggle. "I don't think Susan would mind, either," he said. "I'd like to catch her fucking a pillow again. That gave me a hard-on."
"Why don't you fuck her, baby?" Sharon asked. "I believe your sister is hot for a cock, don't you?"
"She may be, but I don't want her to slap me."
Sharon chuckled. "Let me see what I can do about that."
"You gonna make her fuck me, Mother?"
"Of course not, Robert." She squeezed his | ass. "I won't make your sister fuck you. She's got to do it of her own free will, and I have a hunch she's as ready as you are."
"Probably, but I'm her brother, and she! might not want that, Mother. Maybe Susan has her eye on some guy in the neighborhood."
"And again, maybe she's like me," Sharon said. "A hard cock is a hard cock, no matter who it belongs to."
"Susan is pretty," he said, his eyes becoming dreamy. "I like the way her ass sticks out. She don't have any tits, though. I bet she don't even have hair on her cunt, either."
"There's only one way to find out, I'd say."
"I think she might be afraid," Robert said.
"I'll find out for you," Sharon promised, slipping her hand to the front of his jogging shorts, cupping his cock and balls. "Give me a little time alone with her, then I can let you know how she feels about it."
She leaned her face forward, rubbing back and forth over his shorts, then offered her hps to him again. "Find some place to go for an hour or so, Robert. Leave me alone with your sister awhile."
"Aw, I was just starting to get hard, Mother," he complained.
"I know," she chuckled, squeezing his cock briefly. "And I'd love to take care of it for you, but if you want to slide this hard cock up your sister's tight little cunt, you better leave for a while."
"I guess I'll go jack off someplace," he said.
"Don't you dare." Sharon grinned at him. "Not without me, that is. Save it for mother's cunt, you hear me. If your sister won't take it, you know who will."
He pulled away, and, as he turned, Sharon grabbed him by his hips.
"Wait," she said. "There's something I've wanted to do for years."
She lifted his shorts from behind, exposing a cheek of her son's ass. She kissed the ass cheek with hot lips, then shot her tongue out and licked it. She swirled her tongue about her son's ass, then gave it a slap.
"I've wanted to kiss your young ass, Robert. Call me an ass kisser if you want, but. . . ohhhh, I love the way it feels on my lips!"
Robert looked at his mother over his shoulder. "Really?"
"I want to do a lot more than kiss your ass, but it has to wait until we get your sister fucked, don't we?"
After Robert left, Sharon looked out at her daughter. Susan was still sitting on the lawn, only now she had her hand under her skirt. It looked sweetly innocent to Sharon. Susan was feeling of her own cunt there in the back yard, innocently, not thinking someone might see her.
"Susan!" she called.
Susan looked toward the house, her hand still under her dress. "Yes, Mother?"
"Come in, please," Sharon called. "I want to talk to you."
She watched her daughter get to her feet, saw a flash of slim thigh almost to Susan's hip, then the dress fell. Susan walked to the door, no shame or even concern on her extremely pretty face. Sharon's eyes searched her daughter for the shape of tits, and saw nothing.
"What do you want, Mother?" Susan said as she came through the door.
"I think we should have a talk, honey," Sharon said, taking Susan's hand and leading her into the living room. She set her daughter on the couch, and sat down next to her. She pulled Susan's small hand to her lap. "You shouldn't be playing with yourself out there, baby. It's too public, and someone could see you."
Without so much as a blush, Susan replied: "I got to thinking about yesterday, Mother, and it made me get excited. I couldn't help myself."
"You enjoyed what I did for you yesterday, then?"
"Oh, yes!" Susan squealed. "It felt very good, Mother."
"I'm glad," Sharon said, hugging her daughter against her tits. "I enjoyed making you feel good." She pressed her daughter's small hand into her lap. "I could make it feel even better if you'd like," she whispered. "I could touch you and rub you and make it happen again, but without your panties on. It feels better if you're not wearing panties."
"I'm not, Mother," Susan giggled.
"Not what?"
"Wearing panties," Susan whispered softly.
A ripple of pleasure shot through Sharon. "Show me," she said in a thick voice.
Susan lifted her skirt, and Sharon peeked down. There was just a light bit of blonde fuzz, and the pink slit of her daughter caused Sharon to swallow. Susan lowered her skirt, giggling in a lewd way.
"Did . . . did your brother notice?"
"I don't know," Susan replied.
"Would you mind if Robert noticed?"
"I wouldn't mind," Susan answered. "He can look if he wants to."
"But, honey," Sharon said, feeling her pulse start to race through her body. "If your brother saw you weren't wearing panties, what do you suppose he might try?"
"Touch it, maybe," Susan said. "Maybe he'd want to feel of it. I wouldn't care."
"You wouldn't?" Sharon asked, elated. "You'd let your brother feel you up?"
"If he wants to, he can."
Sharon hugged her daughter tightly, pressing the back of the small hand into her crotch. Her cunt ached pleasantly. She moved the back of her daughter's hand up and down slowly, rubbing at her covered cunt. Tilting Susan's young face up by placing her hand on her chin, Sharon lowered her lips and kissed her daughter. She was not surprised to find that pink, wet little tongue slipping into her mouth. With a soft moan, Sharon sucked at her daughter's tongue, sliding her hand up one slim thigh, under Susan's dress. She felt the naked little cunt, and Susan parted her legs.
"Are you a virgin, Susan?" she asked softly, rubbing a fingertip along the steamy little slit.
"Yes, but I don't want to be," Susan replied, twisting her little ass on the cushions.
"But you're so young, baby," Sharon said. "You aren't really old enough to fuck."
Susan giggled. "That's what you think, Mother. I want to see what it's like. I can't help it, either. I'm always so hot, and I play with myself all the time. Do you think Robert would do it to me?"
"Do what to you, honey?" Sharon teased, wanting her daughter to say it. She drew her fingertip up and down the fiery little slit of her daughter's cunt, feeling the child's small body starting to tremble.
"Fuck me, Mother!" Susan said, as if she thought her mother were stupid. "You know, put his cock in my pussy and fuck me!"
Sharon gurgled in delight. She opened her robe, exposing her thighs, and turned her daughter's hand, then pressed it against her bubbling, hairy cunt.
Susan giggled as she felt the hair of her mother's cunt on her palm. She pressed hard, bringing a moan from Sharon.
Sharon slipped her finger into the slit of Susan's succulent young cunt, finding it very tight, very wet, and extremely hot.
"Sweet, so fucking sweet," she murmured.
"Make, me come, Mother," Susan whimpered. "Make me come, please. I'm tired of using my own fingers. I want someone else to touch me and make me come."
"Baby, I'll do better than that for you."
Sharon felt the desire to kiss her daughter, to taste her hairless cunt overwhelming. She slipped to her knees on the floor, shoving Susan's dress up. Susan lifted her small ass to allow her dress to be pushed to her waist. She watched her mother with bright, moist eyes, her hps parted slightly. She was breathing in quick gasps.
Susan opened her legs as if she knew what to expect, and Sharon swallowed with hunger as she saw the sweetness of her daughter's pink, almost-hairless cunt. The blonde fuzz at the top of the slit was silky, hardly much to speak of. She saw the moist tip of Susan's clit peek forth, hard and tight. She was surprised at the wetness, not remembering how wet her cunt used to be when she was as young as Susan.
"Why, it's beautiful, Susan!" she gurgled. "You have a beautiful cunt! So young and fresh, pink and . . . I'm going to do something for you that might shock you, darling. I can't help it; I have to kiss your sweet pussy!"
"Do it, Mother!" Susan hissed.
"Oh, yes! I will!"
Sharon shoved her face quickly between her daughter's thighs, burying her mouth at the sweetness. She opened her lips and closed them around the cunt, sucking wetly. Susan gave a squeal and rammed her cunt into her mother's face, lifting her slender legs and draping them over Sharon's shoulders. The creamy heat of her daughter's thighs pressing at her face sent her own cunt into bubbling desire. She gripped Susan's girlish hips and, closing her eyes with ecstasy, began to flick her tongue up and down the sugary cunt slit, licking and tasting the freshness of this very young pussy.
Susan squealed as she felt her mother's tongue lapping up and down her cunt. She lifted her ass from the couch, grinding her crotch at Sharon's face. Sharon, holding the small hips, felt her daughter's body trembling. She pressed her mouth hard at the wet pussy slit, her tongue darting between the cunt lips. Again Susan squealed, and began to hump her ass up and down. Sharon's tongue thrust into the tight, fiery cunt, fucking in and out, her upper hp smashing and writhing on the throbbing clit. Susan's fingers dug into the couch cushions, her cunt pumping up and down.
"Ooooo, that's good, Mother!" she yelped. "That's better than a finger! You've got your tongue inside me! Mother, you're fucking me with your tongue! Do it some more! Stick your tongue way up my cunt!"
Sharon fucked eagerly, driving her tongue in and out of her daughter's fiery, deliciously tight pussy. The fuck juices that seeped into her mouth were sweet and hot, and she lapped at the walls of Susan's cunt with hungry ecstasy. Never having tasted a cunt before, Sharon was surprised at the pleasure it gave her. Her daughter's cunt was soft and wet, deliciously hot.
Grabbing the back of her mother's head, Susan pulled her face very tightly into her cunt.
Sharon could hardly breathe because her nose was smashed into the fuzz, but she didn't mind. Her brain was spinning with the perverse thing she was doing to Susan. Her daughter was not as innocent as she appeared, the thought came to her as she moved hands down under the small, naked ass, holding it up, squeezing into the tight ass cheeks. Sharon slipped her tongue out off the fiery cunt and licked up and down again, tasting the hairless pussy lips, swirling over Susan's knotted clit, then moving down, far down. She flicked her tongue between those girlish ass cheeks, and found herself twirling her tongue at the hot, tight asshole.
"That's not my cunt, Mother!" Susan moaned. "That's my asshole! Ooooo, Mother, that's my asshole you're licking, not my cunt!"
"Shhhhhh."
Sharon twisted and swirled her tongue about her daughter's asshole, her nose entering the tight wetness of her sugary cunt.
She didn't know what was coming over her, but Sharon felt so lewd, so abandoned, she wanted to use her mouth, her tongue about her daughter's cunt and ass. It seemed, somehow, more perverse, and therefore more exciting to lick Susan's tiny asshole and cunt. And it was perverse excitement she wanted.
Susan giggled hotly as her mother's tongue swiped up and down the crack of her ass, then over her boiling tight cunt, the hps closing about her clit and sucking. She wiggled her small ass up and down, grinding into her mother's face and hungry mouth. She watched, seeing her mother's eyes closed, listening to the wet sounds of her slurping.
"Lick me, Mother!" Susan gurgled. "Lick me all over! Ohhhh that feels so good, Mother! Golly, oh golly! It makes my cunt burn, Mother! Stick your tongue in my pussy again . . . fuck my cunt with your tongue, Mother! You're gonna make me come all over the place! I wanna come in your face, Mother!"
Sharon jammed her long tongue into her daughter's cunt again, fucking furiously in and out, her mouth wide, pressing around the complete cunt of her daughter. When her eyes opened, she saw nothing. They were glazing with cunt-sucking ecstasy, dreamy as they rolled in her head. She could feel her daughter's hot little thighs holding her head, could taste the sweetness of the sugary cunt, could feel her own cunt ready to explode, but that was all she felt. She was aware of her daughter twisting and grinding into her face, of the way those small, sweet ass cheeks clenched.
"Mother! Oh Mother!" Susan screamed. "I'm gonna come! Suck me . . . suck my cunt!"
When her daughter came, Sharon's tongue was deep inside the boiling cunt. The convulsions of Sharon's orgasm caused her cunt to clutch her mother's tongue, to gnaw at it, to suck at it. Almost at the same time, Sharon came, too. The fuck juices seemed to increase, and Sharon began to swallow, holding her tongue deep and letting her daughter's cunt chew and suck.
Susan's orgasm seemed to take a long time, drawn out in tight waves of ecstasy. Sharon wasn't sure if it was one long orgasm or if her daughter was going through a series of exploding orgasms. Sharon's face was wet with the fuck juices, her chin and lips smeared. Susan's thighs closed tightly about her face as she came, and Sharon kept licking and tongue fucking, holding Susan's tight little twisting ass, making it good for her daughter.
"No more!" Susan wailed. "Please, Mother, no more! Ohhhhh, my pussy ... my cunt hurts! Stop sucking me, Mother! Take your tongue out of my cunt, please!"
Reluctantly, Sharon withdrew her tongue as Sharon's hot little thighs relaxed. She licked at her lips, tasting the cunt juices, finding her lips slightly swollen. She gazed into her daughter's crotch, thinking Susan had the loveliest, sweetest cunt in the world.
Susan's body shivered and trembled as she panted. Sharon had never seen anything so erotic in her life. With her skirt shoved to her waist, her ass hanging over the cushions, legs wide, Susan appealed to Sharon's erotic desires more than she thought possible. Sharon's cunt kept twitching between her thighs, and she slipped a hand into the folds of her robe, stroking.
"What are you doing, Mother?" Susan asked when her breathing was under control. "Playing with your cunt?"
Sharon bit her lip, nodding her head.
"Did you do this to Robert, Mother?"
Sharon nodded her head again, feeling her cunt grip her finger as she came again. "With your mouth?"
Sharon didn't answer until her orgasm was over, then she sat back on the floor, her legs showing past the robe. "No, not with my mouth, honey. With my cunt."
Susan burst into girlish giggles. "You fucked Robert?" , "I did," Sharon answered. "Does that bother you?"
"Oh, golly, no!" Susan squealed. "I just wish I could have seen you. What's his cock like, Mother? Does Robert have a nice cock ... is it big . . . small? Tell me, Mother, about Robert's cock. I wanna know about it, everything about it? Does it feel good in your cunt. . . does it hurt? Come on, Mother, tell me all about Robert's cock!"
Sharon laughed. "Why don't you find out for yourself, honey? I'm sure he'd let you."
Susan's eyes burned hotly. "He'll show his cock to me? Will Robert really let me see his cock? Maybe . . . touch it?"
"Why don't you ask him?"
"Ohhhh, I couldn't!" Susan squealed, covering her face with both hands in a childish, bashful gesture, peeking between her fingers.
Chapter Four
Robert returned home about an hour later. Sweat glistened on his chest, and his jogging shorts were damp.
"I've been running," he explained.
Sharon had finally dressed. She looked very desirable in skirt and blouse, but Robert noticed she wasn't wearing a bra. His mother's nipples showed through the thin fabric, brown circles against the snowy whiteness; The hem of her skirt was past her knees. Sharon had her legs crossed, and was swinging her foot up and down. Sitting next to her was his sister, and he noticed the way Susan looked at him from lowered lashes, a small smile playing about her lips. Glancing at his mother, he tried to understand her expression, wondering if she had talked to his sister, wondering if Susan was going to let him fuck her or not.
"Go ahead," Sharon urged her daughter.
Susan drew back, still looking at her brother with shy eyes.
"Go on," Sharon insisted.
"Mother, please!" Susan replied.
"It's what you wanted, honey," Sharon reminded her daughter. "You'll never, if your brother will let you, if you don't ask."
"Ask me what?" Robert wanted to know. "Did you talk to Susan, Mother?"
"I talked," Sharon grinned. "I did a bit more than talk, if you want the truth."
"Will she?" Robert asked.
"Ask your sister," Sharon said.
Robert looked at his sister, but she drew back into the couch, her eyes watching him, shyly, bashfully. Susan sucked in a deep breath and stood up. Her small body was shaking, and there was a flush on her pretty face. Sharon put her hand on Susan's small ass, pushing her forward.
Susan stumbled, and stepped toward her brother. She glanced into his face, and suddenly, without warning, shoved her little hand to his crotch. Robert gasped as he felt his sister's hot little hand squeeze his cock, then she jerked it back, her flushed face burning pinkly.
"Now, that's what I call asking," Sharon laughed. "Robert, Susan would like to know if she can see your cock."
"Mother!" Susan gasped, turning red.
"Isn't that what you told me, honey?"
"You don't have to be so blunt," Susan replied.
"Isn't it true?"
Susan nodded her head, glancing shyly at her brother, her hands folded behind her back girlishly.
"Then ask him, baby," Sharon urged.
"Robert," Susan whispered softly and shyly, "can I . . . will you . . . oh, Mother, you ask him!"
Robert was grinning widely, his cock starting to swell inside his shorts.
Susan looked up, her face pink, eyes bright. Staring her brother in the face, she blurted: -Show me your cock!"
"See how easy that was," Sharon said.
"You want to see my cock, Susan?" Robert asked.
Susan nodded, her face flaming.
"Then you have to take it out," Robert said, teasing his sister, but his balls were full and tight. "You have to take my cock out if you want to see it."
"Do I . . . Robert, don't make me do that," Susan said. "I'd feel so embarrassed."
"Okay," he replied, starting to turn away.
"Wait, don't go!" Susan yelped. She had seen the way his cock was bulging inside his shorts. "I'll . . . I'll do it."
Sharon was holding her breath, feeling excited watching her son and daughter. She had no doubt that Susan would eventually take Robert's cock out. She was much too interested in seeing his prick, there was no way Susan would pass it up now. She had shown Sharon how hot her cute little ass was.
Robert turned back to his sister, arching his hips forward to make his cock stand out in a more pronounced way.
Susan moved her hand forward, hesitated, then quickly shoved it under the leg of his shorts. She gasped as she felt the hardness of her brother's cock, and her fingers closed about his prick. She used her other hand to shove his shorts to one side, and brought his prick into the open. Her eyes became huge and moist as she looked down.
"Ooooo, it's so hard, Robert!" she squealed, squeezing his prick. "Mother, his cock is so hard!"
"Of course," Sharon agreed. "He's been wanting to use it in your little cunt since yesterday."
"Robert." Susan looked up at her brother, clinging to his cock as if it would evaporate. "Are you gonna do it to me?"
"Do what?" Sharon demanded.
A tremor went through Susan's small body. She sucked in a deep breath, and the words came tumbling out in a rush.
"Are you gonna fuck me, Robert? Are you gonna stick your cock in me and fuck me?"
"Oh, Susan, stop asking him," Sharon laughed huskily. "Tell your brother what you want."
Susan gulped, then blurted: "Fuck me, Robert!"
Robert laughed now. "You just take your panties off, Susan, and I'll fuck you."
"But, I don't have any panties on," his sister said.
"Show me," Robert insisted.
"Mother, do I have to?"
"You want to get fucked?"
"Ohhhh, yes!"
"Then show your brother."
Shaking with shyness, Susan lifted her skirt, holding it at her waist, pressing a thumb into her mouth bashfully. Robert looked down, see- ing his sister's hairless cunt, and his cock gave a lurch.
"There it is, Robert," Sharon said huskily. "I told you I'd take care of it."
Robert slipped his hand to his sister's cunt, cupping it and squeezing. With a yelp, Susan pulled her thumb from her mouth and grabbed his cock. She sobbed with eagerness, squeezing his prick hard, almost painfully. The rounded prickhead bulged and his piss hole flared. Susan saw the fuck juices seeping from it, and her small tongue whipped across her Hps.
When her son started undressing his sister, Sharon watched with glassy eyes, feeling her cunt bubbling between her thighs. She squeezed her legs tightly, creating pressure on her steaming cunt.
The dress Susan was wearing fell away, sliding down her small body and to the floor. Susan stood naked, all her sweet, fresh beauty exposed. Her tits was non-existent, just two hard little nipples, no more. Her narrow waist and hips were still somewhat boyish, but her cute ass swelled out in twin cheeks of creamy flesh, her slim, girlish legs very long. She was so small, so young, and so fucking hot!
Robert stepped from his jogging shorts, his cock straining out, balls tight underneath. It was the first time Sharon had seen her son naked, too, and the desire to take him from her daughter was strong. Her cunt was soaked with fuck juices now, and her tits strained at the thin blouse, pushing outward.
Susan was panting with eagerness, clutching her brother's cock again, jerking back and forth instinctively. Robert ran his hands about his sister's shaking body, feeling her skin, cupping her small ass, sliding his hands between her legs.
"Do it to me now," Susan whispered. "Oh, Robert, please, put it in me and do it!"
"Susan, you have to ask the right way," Sharon groaned as she pressed a hand into her crotch.
"Fuck me!" Susan whimpered. "Oh, Robert, fuck me!"
"Fuck your sister, Robert," Sharon said. "But carefully. She's still a virgin."
Susan, virgin or not, was so eager she stepped from her brother, her eyes glazing on his hard cock, and slipped to the floor, sprawling on her back. She opened her long legs, eyes dreamy with anticipation. Robert and his mother looked at the sugary, hairless cunt, and then Robert was on his knees.
Sharon wanted to see this, had to watch it. She pulled from the couch, kneeling at her daughter's side. Her eyes were glazed with passion as she watched her son lower his stiff cock to his sister's quivering cunt. When the swollen prickhead touched her pussy, Susan whimpered, her hips jerking. Sharon moved her hand down, her fingers spreading the candied hps of her daughter's tight, hairless pussy. Robert rubbed his cock up and down the fiery slit of his sister's pussy a moment, then pressed the prickhead forward.
Susan gurgled as she felt the pressure, the parting of her cunt Hps. A sob tore from her throat as she felt her brother's cock stretching her pussy, wider than her fingers had ever stretched before.
"Ooooo, I don't know if it will fit!" Susan wailed. "It's too big! I don't know if I want to fuck! Yes I do! Ohhhh, yes I do!"
Sharon held the hairless Hps of her daughter's cunt and watched as Robert slowly pressed inward. Susan's cunt Hps closed about the head of his cock, and she began to sob, but not with pain. The ecstasy was amazing, the pleasure intense as she felt her brother's cock fucking into her tender cunt.
Her small ass jerked upward, and she gave a soft scream as more of Robert's cock penetrated her cunt. Holding himself up by his hands, Robert pressed his cock all the way into his sister's pussy, feeling the tightness, the wetness. Susan's cunt was so tight, he wondered if he could really fuck her.
"Ooooo," Susan wailed. "Ohhhh, it's so deep, Robert! Golly, I didn't know if it would fit, but . . . oh, fuck me now! I love it, Robert! It feels like your cock is in my belly! Fuck me, Robert! Ohhhhh, fuck me, please!"
Robert, holding himself by his hands, began to fuck his cock in and out, watching. The lips of his sister's cunt gripped hard, and the pink flesh drew on his prick as he lifted, disappearing as he fucked inward.
Sharon was sucking hot air through her open mouth, feeling the intense pleasure of watching her son fuck her daughter. Knowing how perverse it was of her to encourage them to fuck, seeing his cock fuck in and out of the young, hairless cunt, sent excitement racing through her until she was almost coming.
"That's beautiful," she whispered huskily. "So beautiful, seeing your cock in your sister's little cunt, Robert! Oh, I could come just watching!"
Susan's small hips squirmed and thrashed beneath her brother's thrusting prick. She squealed and whimpered, slamming her cunt up and down in a frantic motion. Susan's hands were above her head, her upper body almost still. She twisted and twirled her little ass, gurgling ecstatically. Sharon watched her son's cock fucking into her daughter's succulent cunt, seeing the fuck juices starting to foam. She couldn't stop from shoving her hand behind his legs, scooting between them, grasping his balls.
She twisted and pulled on Robert's balls as he fucked his sister. Sharon felt her hand brushing Susan's twirling ass, and she leaned down to lick her tongue across those tight, swollen nipples. Turning loose of her son's balls, Sharon gripped one tight cheek of her daughter's bouncing ass.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," Susan was wailing over and over, her ass churning. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"
Sharon moved her hps up to Susan's, kissing her daughter as Robert kept fucking her. Susan's wicked little tongue thrust into her mother's mouth, and Sharon sucked at it hotly, mewling as she squeezed Susan's ass, drawing one of her daughter's hands down. Lifting to her knees, she shoved Susan's hand under her skirt, between her thighs. Lifting her skirt to her hips, Robert watched as his mother drew his sister's fingers to her hairy cunt.
"Fuck me, too!" Sharon urged, and plunged her daughter's fingers into her cunt. Her hips jerked, and when Susan was fucking her with her fingers, Sharon turned loose of her wrists, and grabbed her son's ass tightly. "Fuck me with your hand, baby! Ohhhh, yes, fuck mother with your hand . . . fuck your brother's cock. Swing your sweet, hot ass! Ohhhhh, shit . . . I'm going to come!"
A loud scream boiled out of Sharon's mouth, her cunt convulsing about her daughter's buried fingers. Sharon turned loose of her son's ass, grasping her daughter's wrist, and began fucking herself on Susan's fingers. She was wild with mindless ecstasy, her eyes rolling as she came.
Robert, fucking faster and faster into his sister's cunt, watched his mother's hairy pussy devouring Susan's fingers.
Her brother's cock was driving her cunt out of her mind, making her small ass whip up and down of its own volition. She was whimpering and sobbing and squealing as her cunt began to explode with orgasms. She came time and again, her head twisting from side to side, her blond hair flying.
Fascinated, Robert stopped pumping his cock, and watched his sister's hip fly up and down, her cunt stabbing itself on his throbbing hard cock. Then that sweet, hot feeling of coming came over him, and he began to batter his cock into his sister's contracting pussy hard and brutal. The harder he fucked her, the stronger Susan seemed to come. Her small body arched up, her back bowed, and a wild scream boiled out of her tight throat as a final, extremely powerful, orgasm shot through her. Susan's cunt clutched her brother's cock tightly, drawing inward on his prick.
"Ahhhhh!" Robert groaned, and the thick, hot come juice raced from his tight balls, up his cock, and gushed like a storm into his sister's no longer virgin cunt.
Sharon pulled her daughter's ringers from her cunt, falling back on her ass, her shoulders against the couch. She bent her knees, lifting them. Her cunt was exposed, wet and hairy, as she watched with clouded eyes, seeing her son's body stiff, his cock pressing deep into Susan's cunt. It was almost as if she could feel his cock spurting into her own pussy. She saw her daughter's small, naked body trembling, saw her biting at her bottom hp as she strained her cunt hard onto Robert's spewing cock.
Susan's ass fell down, smacking on the carpet, and Robert's cock pulled free, glistening wetly with the juice of his balls and his sister's wet cunt. He lay back, his chest heaving up and down. Susan's naked body seemed to writhe for a long time, her legs opening and closing. The inner surfaces of her thighs were wet with fuck juices.
Sharon couldn't resist it.
She leaned over, on her hands and knees, jerking her skirt up and over her ass. She wiggled her naked ass as she shoved her face between her daughter's thighs, licking hungrily at the juices, fluttering her tongue upward. She reached Susan's cunt, and lapped her tongue up and down the slit, tasting come juice, cunt juice. With an animal-like growl, she plunged her tongue into her daughter's cunt, licking up the come juice her son had shot. The hairy lips of her cunt convulsed again, her orgasm searing through her body.
"Ooooo, Mother!" Susan wailed. She shot her ass up, grinding her cunt into her mother's sucking mouth, exploding into an orgasm once tore. "Suck it, suck it!"
Robert lifted his head, seeing his mother bury-ing her face into his sister's cunt. Watching this made him shiver with excitement. He never thought a woman would suck a cunt, and seeing his mother lapping at his sister's pussy caused his cock to stir. He saw her naked ass waving in the air, and before his cock was fully hard, he was on his knees behind her. He looked for a moment at his mother's hairy cunt pooch-Big from her thighs, at the spread of her pretty ass cheeks, the twinkle of her brown, tight His cock lifted surprisingly into a full hard-Bess again, and he fucked his prick up his mother's cunt without warning.
Sharon wailed into her daughter's cunt, jamming her ass back onto her son's cock. Robert gripped her hips, shoving her skirt past her waist, and began to fuck her with a strength that surprised Sharon. She shook her ass lewdly, grunting as her son pounded at her cunt. He was driving her face tighter into her daughter's cunt, but she loved it. Susan had grabbed her behind the head, pulling her mouth tighter as she whipped her sweet juice-filled cunt up and down. Sharon fucked her tongue in and out of Sharon's tight, sugary cunt, sucking the juices, swallowing, going thirstily for more.
"Fuck her!" Susan screamed. "Fuck mother's cunt, Robert! Oh, golly, fuck her hard! Mother . . . suck me! Suck my cunt tongue my cunt!"
Robert felt his balls swelling, his eyes on his sister's lovely, contorted face. The words she yelled didn't seem right, coming out of her innocent mouth. But they excited him, too.
He fucked hard into his mother's cunt, driv-ing her face into Susan's pussy, making the cheeks of her ass jiggle. "Shove your ass back, Mother! Fuck my cock . . . fuck my cock with your hot, hairy cunt! Suck her cunt . . . suck Susan's cunt!"
Sharon managed to lift her face a little." me, Robert!" she bellowed. "Ohhhh, baby, ram your hard cock up mother's cunt!" And she dived into Susan's pussy again. Shoving her hands under her daughter's ass, she clutched the small cheeks, lifting Susan's steamy cunt into her mouth.
Susan shoved her hand swiftly to her brother's balls, grasping them tightly, feeling how slippery with fuck juices they were. She was no longer shy, no longer bashful. She squeezed her brother's balls as he fucked his cock fran-tically into their mother's scalding cunt. "Come in her, too," Susan grunted. "Come in mother's cunt, too, Robert!" "I will!" he shouted.
Sharon's tongue shot into her daughter's cunt as Susan came and came, squealing with ecstasy, She twisted her ass wickedly, grinding back into her son's fucking cock. Through the ecstasy, she felt his cock swelling inside her cunt. Her clit turned into a ball of fire, and she started com-ing with a gripping series of orgasms. Robert yelled, fucking his cock as deep as he could into his mother's cunt, spraying the velvety, wet walls with come juice. Susan felt her brother's balls writhing, and instinctively knew he was squirting into their mother's cunt. She became so excited, she began to squirt short, quick bursts of piss from her pussy. At first, Sharon wasn't aware. Then she started to jerk her mouth of Susan's cunt, but a longer stream of piss seemed to fly out. She closed her lips on her daughter's cunt, and hardly knowing what she was doing, began to suck and swallow hot piss.
Like an overly excited little puppy, Susan squirted piss into her mother's mouth, hardly realizing what she was doing. When she did, she shoved her mother's face away, blushing furiously, turning her head to one side, not wanting to look at her mother.
Robert dragged his cock out of his mother's cunt, sitting back on his heels, unaware that his sister had pissed into their mother's mouth.
Sharon lifted, glanced at her daughter's face, turned about swiftly, and pulled her son's cock into her mouth, sucking his prick clean of come juice and the juices of her own cunt.
"You pissed," Sharon said, but she wasn't accusing.
"I . . . oh, mother!" Susan began to cry.
"Here, now," Sharon said soothingly. "It's all right, honey. I understand."
Robert laughed. "She pissed in your mouth, Mother?"
"Stop it, Robert," Sharon said. "Can't you see your sister is embarrassed."
"She pissed in your mouth!" Robert laughed, falling to his side, hugging himself. "She pissed in your mouth."
"That's enough, Robert," Sharon said.! "Susan, it's okay. Don't be embarrassed. You were just too excited, that's all. Besides, honey, I didn't mind."
"I'm sorry, Mother," Susan said shyly. "I won't do it again."
Chapter Five
It was dusk when Sharon wondered where Susan and Robert were. They had never been out of house after dark, and she was starting to become concerned.
After the wild, uninhibited way they fucked that afternoon, she was surprised that they would even want to leave the house. She would have thought they would stay with her, to explore and experiment with their young, hot bodies, explore her body, play together, all three of them.
Yet, they had bathed, dressed, and left her alone.
Wearing a fresh t-shirt and shorts, she didn't want to start dinner until they came home. Her shorts were like the others-half her ass was exposed. She had noticed that Susan, too, after bathing, had put on shorts that revealed the exciting fullness of her little ass. She had never seen Susan wear shorts like that before. Not that she minded. On the contrary, she loved it. She loved looking at her daughter's sweet body, at her son's body. She didn't mind if Susan dressed with her sugary ass showing. It amused her, somewhat, to know her daughter would walk about town so the eyes of men and boys could burn-on that succulent little ass, their cocks tingling. Not that she wanted her daughter to be promiscuous. She didn't want that. Loving sex, loving to fuck, did not necessarily mean a girl had to fuck every cock around.
She wanted to fuck her son, but not necessarily anyone else. She felt comfortable with her son now that they had fucked. She was delighted with the swiftness of her daughter's readiness to accept the incestuous relationship between all three. She was delighted that she could fuck her son, suck her daughter's cunt. Behind the walls of their home, they could do anything and maintain a perfectly respectable reputation.
But where could the kids be?
It was almost dark now, and she was starting to worry. She paced the floor, wringing her hands. She thought of the day, what they had done with each other, and some of her fears were replaced by a warm feeling. She felt her ass as she paced, cupping the half-naked ass cheeks, then touching her straining tits and cupping her cunt. She was aroused, and if her son and daughter didn't come home soon, she would be tearing her t-shirt and shorts from her slim body and clawing at her cunt until it was raw.
She found herself in her bedroom. She began pawing through her dressor. She pulled out a pair of lacy, sexy panties, holding them to her hips and looking at herself in the mirror.
Then she heard giggles.
They came from outside her bedroom win-ow. Curious v she left her room and went out the back door. There was a five-foot strip of lawn along the side of the house, with a tall fence to prevent neighbors from looking into windows.
It was there she found her son and daughter.
"What in the world are you two doing here?" she asked. Then she realized they were naked. A grin spread over her face, her eyes turning bright. "You can do that in the house, damn it. Are you trying to get caught?"
Robert was standing before his sister, who was on her knees. She was jacking his cock, and her tongue was flicking the head of his cock. Susan peered past her brother's hips at her mother as Robert turned to look over his shoulder.
"Mother, Robert is teaching me how to be a cocksucker," Susan giggled.
"But, out here?" Sharon asked. "Come on you two, in the house."
"Oh, fuck!" Susan protested. Before she got to her feet, she kissed the head of her brother's cock once more. "Come on, Robert. We have to mind, or she won't let us fuck anymore."
They followed their mother into the house, carrying their clothing in their hands.
"Listen, you two," Sharon said, facing them. "I don't mind what you do with each other, but from now on it's in the house, do you understand?" They both nodded. Robert's cock stood put, and Susan was clutching it.
"You want to be naked, you be naked in here, and not out there."
Sharon turned, and found herself being grabbed from behind. Before she knew what was happening, she felt hot hps kissing at her almost-naked ass. She heard her son and daughter giggle as they each licked a cheek of her ass.
"How can I stay angry at you two?" Sharon laughed.
She shoved her ass back, feeling their tongues lapping up and down the naked part of her ass, then the backs of her long thighs.
"Let me take my fucking shorts off," she gurgled. "You can really lick my ass then."
She felt fingers drawing the zipper down, and she wiggled free of her shorts. As Susan and Robert started licking at the cheeks of her ass again, she lifted her t-shirt from her head, dropping it.
"Do both of you have to lick on my ass?" she groaned. "I do have a front, you know. My cunt needs a little attention, too."
"You want us to suck your cunt, Mother?" Robert asked.
"Why not?" Sharon moaned.
"Who do you want to suck it?" Susan giggled.
"I don't care," Sharon replied.
She spread her legs wide, going into a half squat. She felt their hands moving about her cunt, both of them, as they started licking at her ass once more. She decided to let them alone, let them do what they wanted with her body. Both Susan and Robert licked at the creamy skin of her ass, their tongues sometimes meeting and twirling together. Susan was jerking on her brother's cock, making squealing sounds of excitement. Robert was wording a finger up his mother's cunt, fingerfucking her as he kissed and sucked at her cheek.
"I don't wanna lick mother's ass anymore," Susan said. "I wanna learn how to be a cock-sucker." Sharon pulled from them, turning to look down. She saw her daughter jacking on Robert's cock, saw how swollen and hard his prick was. She ran her tongue over her lips hungrily.
"I can teach you how to suck cock," she said huskily. "I don't think Robert's ever had a blow job in his life."
"Teach me, Mother!" Susan cried with excitement.
Sharon was amazed at her daughter. She had known, after seeing on the couch, fucking the throw pillow, that Susan was an intensely sexual little girl, but she didn't know she was this sexual. Susan was actually jumping up and down, her blond hair flouncing with shining sparkles. Her small body writhed with eagerness.
Glancing at her son, she saw his cock standing straight up. "Well, that's proof you're certainly ready," she said.
"If Susan wants to suck cock, why not, Mother?"
"Why not, indeed?" Sharon grinned. She took her son's cock in her hand, squeezing, watching the smooth prickhead bulge. "You seem to have a suckable cock, at'that.9' Turning to her daughter, who stood with enormous, hot eyes, she said, "I'd like to know what makes you think I suck sock, Susan."
"Mother," Susan giggled. "You'd do anything. I mean with a cock."
"You're absolutely right," Sharon laughed, jacking on her son's prick, watching his cock drip, making her fist slippery. She slipped to her knees, caressing her son's balls. "Susan, I want you to watch closely."
With a squeal of erotic pleasure, Susan dropped down at her brother's side, eyes glittering. Sharon released her son's cock, slipping her hands to his hips. She licked her lips, moving her face slowly toward her son's out-thrusting cock. She moaned softly as she kissed the wet prickhead. Rubbing her face along her son's cock, Sharon slipped her tongue out. She licked at the base, then into the few wiry hairs. Dipping her face, she ran her tongue over his balls, bouncing them on the tip of her tongue. With her daughter staring wide-eyed, she drew her tongue up the underside of her son's cock, swirling around the smoothly swollen, dripping cockhead. Soft, hungry moans kept coming from her.
Susan wiggled her little ass, leaning in close, gurgling watched her mother's lips and tongue.
Sharon glanced from the corner of her eye at Susan, her eyes smiling. Bringing one hand to her son's balls, she cupped them. Robert's cock stood straight out, hard.
Sharon gazed at the smooth prickhead, licking her lips once again. "Mmmmm," she murmured, opening her lips. Susan squealed as she saw her mother place her lips over the head of Robert's cock. Sharon held her son's cock in her mouth, her tongue swirling in hot, wet circles. Robert's body shivered as he looked down at his mother's lips stretched about his prick.
"Your mouth is very hot, Mother," he groaned. "Hot and wet! Are you going to take all my cock in your mouth?"
Sharon sucked back, making a loud, wet sound. She nuzzled her chin into his prick, looking up at him with blazing eyes.
"Every fucking hard inch!" she whimpered. "I'm going to suck every sweet, hard inch of your cock, honey."
"I might come, Mother," he warned.
"Ooooo, I certainly hope you do," Sharon purred, sliding her hands to his ass, cupping the cheeks and pulled him forward. She opened her mouth again, sliding her hot hps over the cock-head. She didn't pause as before, but pulled Robert's cock all the way into her mouth. She felt the smooth prickhead brush the back of her throat.
Susan watched her mother swallowing her brother's cock, and gurgled with hunger. She was rubbing between her thighs as she watched, her eyes burning with excitement. Her mother still had her t-shirt on, her nipples straining at the thin material, but she was naked from the waist down. With a small hand rubbing at her juicy, hairless cunt, she slipped the other out to slide about her mother's creamy ass. When she pressed her fingers down and under, feeling her mother's hairy cunt, Sharon gave a moan, her hps tight at the base of her son's cock. Her eyes rolled with greedy pleasure as she pulled her hps along his cock, her tongue pressing it at the roof of her mouth. She sucked hotly, again making a wet sound as she pulled from him.
"Mmmmmm, it's been a long time since I've sucked a cock," she whispered. Looking up at her son, her expression lewd, she said, "Your balls feel very full, Robert. I bet you have a load in them that will choke me. Do you, baby . . . have a nice, hot, thick load of come juice here?"
Susan was stabbing a finger into her mother's cunt, her mouth gaping, eyes glittering. She pressed her young face forward, and drew her tongue along her son's cock, making a whining sound.
Sharon giggled. "Can't wait, can you, Susan?"
Robert's balls were tight. When his mother pulled the cockhead into her mouth, sucking and licking at his piss hole, he almost came. The sensation of feeling his sister licking on the hard prick shaft as his mother sucked eagerly on the cockhead was one of the most fantastic feelings in his young life.
"Suck me, Mother!" he groaned. "Ooooh, somebody better suck me!"
Susan mewled, pumping her finger into her mother's twisting ass. She tickled her tongue at the base of his cock, lifting the hand that had been rubbing her cunt to move her mother's hand away from his balls. She clutched them, squeezing, pulling her head back to watch her mother swallow Robert's cock again.
Sharon's pulse burned about her body, her flesh burning, her mouth watering. She sucked back and forth with quick, short movements of her head, digging into her son's ass with tight fingers. She purred as her hps glided back and forth. It was obvious to her son and daughter just how much their mother enjoyed a hard cock in her mouth.
Susan had pulled her finger out of her mother's cunt. She was now fondling a concealed tit, twisting on her mother's rubbery nipple. Her eyes, wide as they were, seemed glazed as she watched her mother's lips stretching as they drew on Robert's throbbing cock. Soft hiss- ing noises came from her, and she was gripping Robert's balls very tight. Robert felt no pain in his balls. He enjoyed the way his sister held them so tightly. It was exciting to watch his mother sucking hungrily on his cock, driving her hps from the head to the base, sucking back with hungry moans.
Robert placed his hand on top of his sister's blond head, his legs starting to tremble. His mother dug hard into the cheeks of his ass, pulling him forward, taking his cock very deep. Her mouth felt as wet and hot as her cunt, but there was a difference. Her tongue worked as she sucked, and that was something her cunt couldn't do.
"Oh, Mother!" he groaned, fucking his cock into her mouth. "Suck me! Oh, suck my cock, Mother! It feels so good! Your mouth is hot, Mother!"
Sharon replied with a moan, bobbing her head faster on his cock. Her tongue swirled and licked, and Robert felt as if her mouth was scalding the flesh of his cock. His balls were getting tighter in his sister's hand.
Susan was watching closely, her eyes glowing. Her little cunt was bubbling with the most delicious feeling, and juices seeped from it, smearing the insides of her thighs. Her tiny elk had become hard, tingling, as if she were about to come. She pinched at her mother's nipple, making Sharon's eyes roll. Susan ran her hand underneath her mother's t-shirt, cupping and squeezing a shapely, round tit. This made Sharon suck even harder and faster on her son's cock.
Wet, sucking sounds seemed loud in the room. The heavy breathing sounds made by all three sent excitement throughout the room. Robert suddenly gripped his mother's face in both hands, and began to fuck his cock in and out of her sucking hps.
"Suck it, suck it!" he yelled. "Ohhhh, suck my fucking cock, Mother! It's good, so fucking good! My balls hurt, and I think I'm about to come!"
Susan, watching her brother fucking wildly into their mother's mouth, gave a soft squeal, her eyes clouding. Her small body jerked as she came, her cunt burning and rippling in delicious spasms of orgasm.
"Ooooo, I'm coming!" she whispered as if surprised. "My cunt . . . oh, I'm coming!"
Sharon listened, holding her hps tight around her son's cock as he fucked frantically into her mouth. Her own cunt was boiling, twitching, and the sweet sensation of an orgasm swelled inside her lower stomach. She felt her son's cock throbbing powerfully in her mouth, and she pressed her tongue hard, making as tight a sheath for him as she possibly could. Her mouth was watering so much, spit dripped to his balls. The feel of his cock smacking at her throat sent ripples of ecstasy up and down her creamy flesh, making her ass clench. She pressed her thighs together, creating pressure on her cunt. The sensation of impending orgasm was a first for her. She had never come before with a cock in her mouth. She began to whimper about her son's cock, sucking wildly, her head twisting. She dug into his naked ass, pulling his cock as deep into her throat as she could. She felt his cock throb, and then Robert grabbed the back of her head and shoved his cock so deep, she couldn't breathe.
With a yelp, Robert came.
His cock send geysers of hot, creamy come juice down his mother's throat. Sharon almost swooned with ecstasy as she tasted the steaming come juice. Her slim throat worked, swallowing. Her hips jerked, and she came. Her stomach rippled tightly as her cunt sent shattering orgasms through her body.
"Take it! Take it all, Mother!" Robert shouted, his face contorted with agonized ecstasy. "Suck my come juice! Swallow my hot come juice, Mother! Oh, shit, shit ... my balls ..."
Sharon clung to her son's naked ass, her ringers splayed about the tight, young cheeks. She dug into the crack of his ass, rubbing excitedly at his tight asshole, trying to make the come juice gush with a strong flow. She swallowed greedily, not wanting his cock to stop, not ever.
"Mother," Susan yelped. "Let me have a taste! Please, Mother, let me taste Robert's cock!"
Reluctantly, Sharon released her son's throbbing cock and hurriedly shoved his prick toward her daughter's open mouth. Susan closed her lips around the head of her brother's cock just in time to catch the final spurt of his come juice. As she tasted it, her eyes snapped wide. The come juice coated her little tongue, then ran down her throat. Susan squealed with wide-eyed delight, her cunt bubbling into a strong orgasm. Sharon gripped the shaft of her son's cock, jacking as Susan sucked. She squeezed her fingers tightly, drawing up a final spurt of come juice, breathing heavily as she watched her daughter's smooth throat swallowing.
Susan kept her lips gripping the head of her brother's cock, now rubbing in a frenzy at her cunt. She didn't want to let it go. Her tongue was flicking lewdly at his piss hole, and Robert was squirming with the almost unbearable sensation.
"Turn loose, Susan," he groaned. "Let my cock go!"
Susan opened her lips and let her brother pull his cock from her mouth.
"Oh, shit!" she said in a small voice. "Shit, shit, shit! I wanted to suck it off again." She looked at her mother accusingly. "You were supposed to show me how to suck his cock, Mother."
"I couldn't help it, honey," Sharon said. "I guess the only way you'll learn is to start sucking cock. I get so excited with a hard-on in my mouth, I have to make it come."
"It was good, wasn't it?" Susan giggled. "But you got most of his come juice. I only got one little old dinky squirt."
"We have plenty of time," Sharon said, leaning forward and kissing her daughter's moist mouth. "We have plenty of time, and I'd bet your brother has plenty of come juice, too."
"Try me," Robert bragged. "Just try me."
"We will," his mother laughed softly. "You can bet on that, you little fuck-face."
"Fuck-face'?" Robert replied. "Who's the one with a cock in their mouth, Mother. You're the fuck-face around here."
"And I'm gonna be a fuck-face, too!" Susan giggled and kissed her brother's cock. "You're gonna fuck my face next."
Chapter Six
Sharon found she could do nothing about the house when her son and daughter were there. She couldn't even sit down and relax, read a magazine. They were all over her, feeling and kissing, making her become hot until it ended with her son fucking her, either in her cunt or mouth.
It was her fault, though.
She couldn't sit without exposing some part of her body to them. Crossing her legs-if she were wearing a skirt or dress-she always managed to show a wide expanse of long, creamy thigh, the crotch of her panties if she was wearing them, or the hairy slit of her cunt if she wasn't.
Somehow she managed to keep the house neat and clean, despite the many interruptions. She couldn't lean over without one of them sneaking up and grabbing a feel, sometimes a squeeze of her tits, or her rounded ass. Most of the time, thought, they cupped and pressed a hand at her cunt.
If they weren't messing with her, they were messing with each other! Susan, her sweet, young, hot-assed daughter seemed to become so excited, she was always pissing. Not that Sharon minded that, either. On the contrary, it added to the heat of the moment. Even when Robert fucked her, she would piss, squirting small hot streams. No matter how hard Susan tried to keep from pissing, she always failed. She was no longer embarrassed by it, though. And if Robert didn't mind, Sharon certainly didn't She sat on the couch, leaning on the arm, her feet up on the cushions. She wore a skirt, but no blouse. Her tits were naked, sweetly rounded with uptilted nipples. Her skirt was halfway down her slim thighs, and her hairy cunt could be seen. On the floor, Susan sprawled on her back, her legs spread wide apart. Between them, Robert leaned down, licking at his sister's succulent, young, hairless cunt. The slurping sounds as he licked slowly made Sharon's flesh tingle. He had drawn his knees under his body, and she could see the spreading of his ass cheeks, the puckering of his asshole. Below, his balls dangled, and his cock was very hard.
Sharon's cunt was wet, very wet, as she watched them. Susan made squealing noise of pleasure, writhing her sweet little ass on the carpet. She drew her legs up, pointing her feet into the air, then pulled them back to her flat titties. Robert buried his face into his sister's hot, young cunt, licking at the pussyslit, along the puffy pink cuntlips, swirling the tip about her tiny but excitingly hard clitoris. Sharon's eyes glowed as she watched her daughter wrap her sweet, smooth thighs about her son's head, squeezing his cheeks, holding his mouth into her cunt. Susan wiggled her ass, giggling with delight.
"Be still, damn you," Robert said against his sister's cunt. "How am I going to tonguefuck you if you're wiggling your fucking ass all the time, Susan."
"Mmmm, you'll manage, Robert," Susan giggled. "Besides, I can't hold still when your tongue is tickling my pussy. You know that."
"Maybe you can't," Robert said, "but half the fucking time I'm licking your asshole, not your cunt."
"Ooooo, I know!" Susan gurgled. "I like it, too."
Sharon made a whimpering sound as she fondled her tits, watching her son and daughter. The way his cock and balls dangled between his legs excited her, but she found herself more excited by the exposure of his puckered asshole. She considered, for a moment, of sliding her face under his body, and sucking on his cock as he licked Susan's cunt. But her eyes remained on the tight pucker of his brownish asshole. She ran her tongue over her lips, remembering how that asshole felt on her fingers-very hot and very tight.
She twisted her nipples as she watched them.
Susan held her brother's head between her squirming thighs, her hands on his head. She wiggled and churned her crotch at his sucking mouth, the excitement, Sharon saw, was increasing beween them. But then, they couldn't even touch each other without it turning into a frenzy of fucking or sucking.
"Ooo, Robert!" Susan purred. "Your tongue goes as deep as your cock! Fuck my cunt with your tongue, Robert! Golly, you can tonguefuck me real good!"
It was doubtful to Sharon if her son was fucking his sister's cunt with his tongue, or if Susan was fucking her brother's tongue with her sugary cunt. Her own pussy, surrounded by thick, curling hair, was moist. Her clitoris was swollen deliciously. She slipped her hand down to her thigh, sliding it to the back, and moved toward her cunt. She rubbed her own pussy hps with a feathery touch as she watched them, her eyes mostly on her son's asshole. It was clenching, puckering, and his cock moved visibly. Sharon wondered if he would come as he sucked his sister's cunt, making a puddle on the floor. If that happened, she was going to get down there and lick it up. She didn't like the idea of wasting precious come juice that way.
With glassy eyes, she gazed at her son's spreading ass, her tongue moving slowly back and forth on her hps. A shiver went through her body and she shoved her feet from the couch. She went to her hands and knees behind her son, running her hands over his ass.
Robert jerked by the unexpected touch of his mother's hands, but his tongue kept lapping up and down his sister's uplifted cunt, darting into the tight heat to lick-, to taste. He groaned when he felt his mother's hot hps kissing at his ass.
Sharon stood on her hands and knees, kissing feverishly now at the cheeks of Robert's ass. Her tongue sneaked out and she began licking at hs ass, leaving moist trails of steamy wetness on his flesh. She ran her tongue along the inner cheeks, staying away from his asshole, teasing herself. She cupped his balls as she licked and kissed, then wrapped her fingers about his cock, jerking him, her tongue now circling his tight asshole, fluttering with wet heat.
Robert arched his ass, twisting as his mother jacked his cock, trying to get her tongue directly on his asshole. He began to lick at his sister's crotch, sliding his tongue from the base of her spine, across her asshole, along the slit of her cunt to suck at her tiny clit.
Sharon squeezed her son's cock, flicking her tongue to his balls, then up again. Her breath was hot on Robert's ass. She heard her son moan as he twisted his ass. Finally, she couldn't tease herself-nor Robert-any longer. She closed her lips around his asshole and sucked, very hard. Robert felt as if his mother was going to suck the shit from his ass. He delved his tongue into hip sister's cunt swifly, bringing peals of ecstasy from her.
Sharon wiggled the tip of her tongue against her son's hot, tight asshole, pressing inward.
Susan, for the first time, realized their mother was on the floor with them. "Mother, what the fuck are you doing to Robert?" she asked, looking down her brother's back.
Sharon laughed, pulling her face out of Robert's ass and looking into her daughter's eyes. "I'm sucking Robert's asshole, that's what the. fuck I'm doing," she whispered throatily.
Susan giggled lewdly, swinging her uplifted ass about. "Robert, let me suck your cock! I wanna get something in my mouth, too!"
Robert lifted his smeared face when his sister relaxed her hot thighs. Sharon's face was pushed away as he sat back, his cock upright.
Susan scrambled about, leaning into his lap. She sucked his cock deep into her mouth, sucking up and down, her blond hair swaying. Sharon moved to her daughter's uplifted ass, burying her face between the small cheeks, her tongue flicking up and down, tasting sugary cunt and tight asshole simultaneously. Susan gurgled, twisting her ass, taking her brother's cock deep, almost choking.
"Now I don't have anything in my mouth," Robert complained.
"You can lick my cunt, too," Susan gurgled as she lifted. "Let me on top of you, Robert." Robert lay back, his cock jutting high. Sharon licked her tongue up his thighs, sucked at his balls a moment, then swallowed his cock. Susan pouted.
"I'm suppose to suck it, Mother, not you."
Susan flun£ her legs over her brother's head, leaning down to take his cock into her small mouth. Sharon shivered excitedly as she watched her daughter sucking her son's cock, watching Robert cup his sister's ass and pull her sugary, hairless cunt into his face. Susan, with muffled squeals, banged her cunt up and down into her brother's face, twisting as the excitement roared through her. Sharon moved to her son's head, watching his tongue slurping at the pink cunt lips, her daughter's asshole flaring and clenching as she rammed up and down into Robert's face. She stroked her daughter's ass, rubbing the tiny pucker. Leaning her face down, she licked the creamy sweet ass cheeks, then shot her tongue out and lapped at Susan's asshole. Her tongue touched that of her son's often, and she had a taste of Susan's cunt, too.
Susan fucked her mouth up and down Robert's hand cock, smashing her stretching hps into the base, the prickhead-entering her throat. She had learned to suck cock in her own way, and she found the deeper she took a prick, the better she liked it, the way her mother enjoyed sucking cock. * Sharon ran her tongue from her son's sucking mouth to her daughter's burning asshole. Susan's crotch was slippery with cunt juices. Sharon closed her lips around her daughter's asshole and sucked the way she had her son's. Her tongue pressed hard, and Susan squealed about her brother's cock. The ring of her asshole relaxed, and Sharon's tongue shot into it. Susan squealed again, gripping her mother's tongue with the ring of her asshole. Her brother's tongue stabbing into her cunt and her mother's tongue wiggling up her ass sent her small body into trembling ecstasy. Feverishly, she sucked at her brother's cock hungrily, her httle cunt filled by her brother's tongue, her asshole on fire by the way her mother fucked into it. Her hairless pussy began to twitch and suck on her brother's tongue, and the contractions closed her asshole about her mother's buried tongue. The heat of her mother's breath seared the tender flesh between her ass cheeks. Trembling with almost utmost ecstasy, she sucked frantically at Robert's cock, feeling the rumbling of an orgasm starting between her thighs. She made wet, muffled squeals of desperation, her hps going up and down the throbbing shaft of Robert's cock swiftly, her tongue licking.
As always before, Susan's excitement caused her to send short squirts of piss out of her cunt. Robert tasted it, but continued to tonguefuck his sister's boiling pussy. The added taste of her piss excited him. The piss ran about his cheeks and over his neck, and his balls became tight. Susan was holding his balls in one hot hand as she sucked his cock, the other under his ass. By the time Robert became aware that his sister was trying to stick her finger up his asshole, it was too late. Susan plunged her finger into his asshole, purring as his cock lurched in her mouth. Robert tasted his mother's tongue when it came down toward his mouth, then lifted up again. Sharon easily rammed her tongue into her daughter's asshole now, and with her hps wide open, began tongue fucking her daughter in the tight asshole furiously. She had felt the contractions there, and knew her daughter would be coming any second.
Susan's ecstasy burned through her body like an out-of-control fire. She groaned around her brother's cock as her orgasm exploded. She thrust her finger into Robert's asshole all the way, her hps as tight as possible about his cock. Sharon felt her daughter's orgasm when that sweet asshole gripped spastically about her tongue. She sucked her tongue as fast as she could into her daughter's shaking asshole. Robert was swallowing his sister's cunt juice and short bursts of hot piss. Susan wiggled her finger inside his asshole, her other hand clawing at his writhing, tight balls. Robert grunted into her cunt, and the squirts of come juice boiled from his piss hole, splashing into his sister's mouth. Susan squealed as the thick, creamy come juice burned down her throat. She lifted her hps, holding the swollen prickhead between them, her tongue racing over his gushing piss hole, tasting and swallowing the thick juice.
Susan, making soft whimpering sounds, relaxed on top of her brother's body, his cock still in her mouth. She felt it deflate, and ran her tongue lightly about it. She shivered, her ass shaking as she spread her legs along Robert's head. Her cunt continued to twitch, but was pressing on his chin now. Sharon pulled her tongue out of her daughter's asshole, sitting back. She was grinning widely.
"I guess anything can make me come," she said in a low voice.
"You came, too, Mother?" Robert said from between his sister's still-hot thighs.
"Mmmm, and quite nicely, too," Sharon answered him.
Susan rolled from her brother, sitting on the floor and crossing her legs before her. "I done it again, didn't I?"
"Done what, baby?" Sharon asked.
* 'Pissed. I don't know why I do that,'' Susan said, no longer embarrassed by it. "I get so fucking excited, I just start pissing and can't stop it."
"That's why you squirt, instead of piss a long stream," Sharon said. "Why try to stop it, anyway?"
"It don't seem right," Susan replied. "A girl should be able to come without pissing, too."
"Next time," Sharon said to her daughter, "don't try to stop, just let it go. You're losing one hell of a good feeling, you know."
Robert's face was smeared with pussy juice.
His neck was wet with his sister's piss.
"What if you or Robert is sucking my pussy?" Susan said. "Like now. Robert may not like that, Mother. I know you don't mind."
"Robert don't mind, either," Sharon laughed. "Look at him, wet with piss."
"I don't mind, Susan," he said. "It sort of excites me."
"Really?" Susan asked.
Her brother nodded his head. To prove his point, he wiped a hand over his neck, then licked at his palm. "Tastes sort of good," he said.
"See what I mean?" Sharon said.
"Okay," Susan said. "When it happens again, I won't try to stop it."
Chapter Seven
Sharon woke up early the next morning.
The first thing she became aware of was the wetness of her cunt. She wasn't surprised by that; her cunt was always wet. She swung her legs over the edge of her bed, remembering the dream.
It had been wild, but exciting. She didn't know if women could have "wet dreams."
One tit had came out of her gown during the night. She cupped it, smiling to herself. In the dream, she had been sprawled out, either on the floor in her bed; she wasn't sure which. Her son had been fucking her, banging his cock into her cunt very hard, the way she liked it best. Her daughter had been squatting in her face, and she had been licking and sucking the sugary cunt with quick laps at that tiny asshole. When she had begun to come, her daughter had lifted her crotch a few inches, and sent a boiling stream of golden piss into her face. Sharon recalled, id the dream, the piss splashing into her face had intensified her already-strong orgasm.
She heard the shower going in the hall. One of them was up already. Standing up, she started to pull her gown over her head, then hesitated, it was a sexy gown, with lace everywhere. Her tits were visible, and the hem hung just high enough to show the curls of her cunt and the lower, halves of her tight, shapely ass. The gown came with a pair of very low-cut, very revealing panties. They were on the floor, and she picked them up. She found her son in the shower. Pulling the curtain aside, she said: "Need someone to wash your back, Robert?"
Grinning, he handed his mother the soap, turning around in the stall. Sharon soaped his back, then his thighs, finally spending a lot of time on his ass. She moved the side of her hand up and down the hot crack, feeling the heat, finding herself getting hot.
"I had this crazy dream last night," she told him, then gave him all the erotic details.
"What do you think, Mother?" he asked when she had finished. "Want to try it?"
"I think I do," she answered honestly as he faced her now. She soaped his cock and balls, washing them, playing more than anything. "I think it would be exciting, don't you?"
He rinsed the soap from his body, turning off the shower. Sharon dropped to her knees before him, nuzzling into his cock and balls. She lifted the lacy panties, draping them over his jutting cock. She jacked his prick, pressing the panties over the head, watching the moisture seeping through the lace.
"Have you ever been jacked off in a pair of panties, baby?" she asked, her eyes hot as she looked up at him.
"I haven't," he replied.
"I wonder what it would be like to suck your cock off through them." She adjusted the! panties on his cock so the prickhead pressed into the crotch. "That's where they fit on my cunt She ran her tongue along the panties, tasting the wetness his dripping cock made. Holding the base of his cock in her fist, she squeezed to make the prickhead bulge. She wrapped her hps about the smooth head of her son's cock, sucking as she began to jack him off. Robert leaned against the stall, his hips shoved forward, watching his mother sucking his cock through the panties. He placed his hands on her shoulders, feeling the wet heat of her mouth. It was exciting to him to have his mother sucking his cock through the panties.
Sharon, too, found it exciting. Her tongue swirled about the tip of her son's cock, tracing the outline through the panties. The panties, although soft, felt rough against her tongue. She could feel the heat of his cock through them, taste the wetness as he dripped, but not the beautiful smoothness.
Her eyes became very hot as she drew back, looking at his cock. She stretched the panties along the prickshaft, her fist tight as she jacked back and forth, watching the moistness "This makes mother's cunt so wet, baby," she whispered to him, rubbing the wetness against her chin. "I'm so wet I can feel it on my legs. Mmmmm, they're slippery." Sharon rubbed her inner thighs together, flexing the muscles to press the lips of her cunt tightly together. She ran her other hand beneath his balls, be- tween his thighs, caressing the crack of her son's ass. She drew her hand forward, rubbing a fingertip along his asshole, then cupped his balls, squeezing them, and kept jerking on his panty-covered cock. The tip of her tongue darted out, flapping up and down at the wetness on the crotch of the panties.
Moaning hungrily, Sharon closed her hps over his cock and swallowed. Her hps twisted at the base as her tongue licked. She almost pulled the panties from his cock, wanting to feel the smooth, hard heat of his prick directly on her lips. But the idea of sucking him off, making him come through the panties, was too exciting. Feeling her lips getting a big raw, she sucked back and forth, he eyes turned upward to watch his ecstatic expression.
Robert clung to his mother's shoulders as he watched her sucking on his cock. She kept her other hand rubbing between his legs, along the crack of his ass, to his balls. Sharon began to groan as her hunger increased, and her eyes rolled. Grasping the head of his cock tightly between her hps, she jerked with short, quick movements. She poked her middle finger into the crack of his ass, rubbing harder on the tiny asshole.
Feeling her finger pressing at his asshole, Robert gave a low grunt. He spread his feet on the floor of the shower stall, bending his knees slightly. Sharon made a gurgling sound and pressed her finger into his asshole. She fucked her finger up his ass slowly, plunging deep, feeling his asshole grip her finger.
"Oh, that's good, Mother!" Robert groaned, leaning his shoulders on the wall, thrusting his hips forward. "Suck my cock, Mother! Suck my cock with your hot mouth!"
His hips twisted as his mother drove her finger up and down, fucking his asshole, jacking his cock with her other hand, her lips holding the swollen head tightly, her tongue burning through the panties on the tip.
"You're going to get a mouthful, Mother!" he grunted, his body starting to shake. "You're going to get a mouthful of come juice! Suck ... ohhh, Mother, suck my cock hard!"
"Mmmm," Sharon gurgled, trying to suck and jack him at the same time. Her finger plunged faster and faster into his asshole, and the way it squeezed and clutched at her finger sent her cunt into a quivering ecstasy. Her clit poked forth, knotted and burning. She began coming, softly, hot waves rippling about her cunt, flowing in and upward. She whimpered and beat very hard on his cock, her finger moving in and out of his asshole in a frenzy. The tip of her tongue fluttered wildly at the panty-covered piss hole. "Mmmmm . . . ohhhmmmmm!"
"Now!" Robert shouted. "Now, Mother!"
The hot gush of come juice spurted from his piss hole. For a moment, the only indication she had that her son was coming was the powerful throb, then the come juice seeped through the crotch of the panties. Tasting it, she squeezed his prick, her tongue flicking hotly. Squirt after squirt of come juice seeped through the panties, strained by the nylon and lace. It tasted different to Sharon, but it excited her tremendously. It wasn't as thick, but it was just as sweet and hot as always.
She pulled her mouth from his cock, her fist beating rapidly back and forth, her finger still fucking in and out of his gripping asshole. She watched the crotch of the lacy panties fill with come juice.
Robert, his eyes closed in pleasure, trembled and dug his fingers harshly into his mother's shoulders. His knees bent more until he was almost in a semi-squat, braced with his shoulders against the wet wall of the shower.
The crotch of the panties was filled with come juice. She stopped finger fucking him in his asshole, and when she felt his body relax, she slowly pulled her finger out. She removed the panties, twisting them inside out and stared at the glistening come juice. With a whimper, she began to lick into the crotch, lapping up the come juice. Her eyes closed with ecstasy as her cunt exploded into a final, body-shaking orgasm. "Oh, Robert!" she mewled softly, stuffing the crotch of the panties into her mouth, suck-ing at the wetness. "You taste so fucking good.
even like this. I love your come juice baby. I can't get enough of it. So sweet, so thick ... I could drink your come juice all fucking day!"
"Then I wouldn't have any, Mother," Susan said, coming into the bathroom.
Susan wore panties, tight cotton panties, and nothing else. Sharon moved her hand to her daughter, sliding a finger up and down the tight crotch, feeling the sweetness of her daughter's slit.
"I'm sure Robert has plenty of come juice, honey," she said, giggling softly. "He certainly seems to have plenty."
Susan stepped to the toilet, sliding her panties all the way to her ankles. Before sitting on the toilet, she stood with her knees opened, stroking her own cunt. The erotic appeal of her young, hairless pussy was strong to Sharon. She licked her lips, then grabbed her daughter's hips and shoved her, face into the scented crotch. Her tongue licked at her daughter's clit, making Susan squeal and wiggle.
"Mother, I gotta piss," Susan protested.
"Mmmm, piss, then," Sharon moaned into Susan's cunt.
But, laughingly, Susan shoved her mother's face out of her cunt and sat on the toilet. But Sharon wasn't going to let Susan get away with that. She pulled her daughter's knees wide just as Susan began to piss. Her eyes glowed as she peered down and under, seeing the golden piss spurting from the cute, succulent pussy lips.
Sharon shoved her hand between her daughter's thighs, cupping her fingers. The hot stream of piss splashed into her hand. She cupped her daughter's cunt and felt the piss stinging in her palm. She dipped her face and licked at the smooth flesh of one slim thigh.
"Mother, what are you doing?" Susan asked, still giggling.
"This," Sharon whispered, drawing her hand from Susan's cunt and washing her face in piss. Again and again she filled her palm, bringing it to her face and washing her cheeks and chin, her hps.
"Oh, Mother!" Susan giggled. "That's naughty!"
"Mmmmmmm, sure it is, honey," Sharon murmured. "That's what makes it so nice and exciting."
Susan finished pissing, and Sharon stroked the wet little cunt. Slipping her hands about her daughter's hips, she pulled Susan forward on the toilet. The sweet, hairless cunt glistened with piss, and Sharon sucked in a deep breath of anticipation. With a moan, she pressed her mouth to her daughter's cunt, licking swiftly, tasting the piss, the hot cunt hps, the tiny clitoris.
Susan giggled again, twisting her piss-wet cunt into her mother's face. "Mmmmm, that feels very good, Mother," she said in a husky voice.
The taste of her daughter's piss, the heat of that sugary cunt, sent Sharon's mind to spinning. She lowered her face, ramming her mouth into the cunt slit. She sucked at the lips, then thrust her tongue into the wet tightness. Susan squealed with delight and began to grind her cunt into her mother's face, holding the back of her head.
"Eat it! Eat it!" Susan gurgled. "Suck my cunt, Mother! Oh, this is a beautiful way to wake up in the morning. Suck me, Mother . . . fuck me with your tongue! Oooo, tonguefuck my hot little cunt!"
Robert, still sitting on the floor of the shower, watching his mother sucking his sister's pussy. The hem of her lacy gown had risen past her ass. He saw that his mother was pressing one heel into her hairy cunt. There was a tingle in his balls, a tingle of voyeuristic ecstasy. He scooted to his mother's back, wrapping his arms around her and clutching her full, firm tits.
Sharon whimpered into her daughter's cunt as her son squeezed and twisted on her tits. She twisted her ass, grinding her wet, hairy cunt into her forever-boiling cunt. Her tongue whipped in and out of her daughter's sweet, piss-wet pussy, fucking into the steamy tightness, then up to the tiny clitoris. She dug her fingers into the slim hips, groaning with cunt-sucking ecstasy. She felt her son's cock pressing and rubbing at the creamy cheeks of her ass and lifted a bit. The desire to feel his cock sliding along the crack of her ass while she sucked Susan's cunt was growing. She wanted to feel the wet heat of his cock pressing her asshole.
"Mother, you're gonna make me come!" Susan shouted, leaning on the water tank, grinding frantically into her mother's sucking mouth. "Ooooo, your tongue . . . your hps . . . your mouth! Ooooo, Mother, I'm gonna come! I'm gonna come in your fucking, cocksucking, cunt-eating face!"
"Mmmm! "Sharon replied, her tongue swirling wetly and vigorously, driving in and out of the tight, sugary pussy. She could now feel her son's cock pressing at her asshole. She could feel his prick throbbing, the cockshaft tight at the pucker. His hands dug painfully into her tits, her nipples bursting as ecstasy made her feel faint. "Mmmmmm . . . oooommmm!"
Robert began licking at his mother's back as he leaned over her, clutching her tits, sliding his cock up and down the crack of his mother's hot ass. He could feel her asshole clenching at his cock, and wondered if he could stick his prick up her ass. His cock was starting to swell again, not surprisingly. Lifting back, he turned loose one tit and grabbed his cock, pumping a few times with his fist. He drew away and lowered his head, peering at his mother's asshole. Her asshole winked at him, invitingly.
As if knowing what her son was thinking, Sharon wanted to scream at him to ram his cock up her asshole, but she was so hungry for her daughter's piss-wet cunt, she didn't want to take her mouth off for a single second.
Robert rubbed the head of his cock at his mother's asshole, making Sharon tremble. She tightened her fingers into her daughter's hips, almost pulling Susan from the toilet. Susan, squealing loudly, lifted her legs and draped them over her mother's shoulders, squeezing her young thighs hard about her mother's face. She began churning, bucking her hips up and down, banging her boiling cunt into her mother's face.
Sharon felt her son's cock rubbing about her asshole. She arched, making him create pressure against the puckered asshole. Robert pressed the head of his once-again-swollen cock hard on his mother's asshole, his fist jacking back and forth, beating against her hot ass cheeks.
Susan could see past her mother's head, along her back. She watched what her brother was doing. The head of his cock slipped up now and then, and Susan gasped. She saw the way her mother's ass wiggled, and realized what she wanted.
"Robert," she panted. "Stick it up mother's ass!"
Sharon made a whimpering sound.
"Fuck mother in the ass, Robert!" Susan encouraged. "Go on . . . ram your cock up mother's asshole!"
Robert pressed his cock against his mother's scalding and very tight asshole again. Sharon, gurgling with pleasure, tried to plunge her ass back, tried to ram her asshole onto his hard, throbbing cock.
Robert wasn't gentle.
He fucked forward.
A scream came from Sharon's buried mouth as her son's cock penetrated the ring of her asshole. She felt a slicing pain, but it was not unbearable. The head of his cock seemed to stretch her asshole big enough for a fist. The ring of her, asshole grabbed her son's cock just behind the head, as if attempting to prevent any further penetration. The pain was a good pain, a pain that made her juicy cunt throb. She shot her tongue into her daughter's cunt as her son's cock went into her asshole, her breath stopped in her throat.
"It's in!" Robert shouted, watching the ring of his mother's asshole clutch the head of his cock. "I've got my cock up her hot asshole, Susan!"
"Ohhhh, now fuck her, Robert!" Susan grunted, churning her cunt faster into her mother's mouth. "Fuck her hot ass! Oooooo, golly, Robert! Fuck mother up her hot fucking ass! I think I'm gonna come! Oooooo, I am gonna come!"
Robert lunged forward, fucking his cock all the way into his mother's asshole. Sharon groaned into her daughter's cunt, her tongue buried as far into the juicy tightness as possible. She felt Susan's cunt drawing and sucking at her tongue as the wild convulsions rippled through. The juices of Susan's cunt increased, and as her son began to fuck back and forth, sending his hard cock deep into her hot asshole, Sharon swallowed and whimpered, tonguefuck-ing her daughter in a frenzy of hunger.
Robert rammed his cock back and forth, his balls swinging and striking the wetness of his mother's pussy. He gripped her hips tightly, grunting with each thrust. He couldn't believe the tightness, the searing heat of his mother's asshole. It was tighter than a fist, hotter than imagination. Sharon twisted and wiggled her ass, feeling the ecstasy of his friction blistering her asshole. She turned loose of Susan's hip with her hand, thrust her hand between her own thighs, and captured his swinging balls, pressing them at her cunt, trying to stuff them into her juicy cunt. Her almost-naked body shook violently with perverse ecstasy.
"Fuck her, fuck her!" Susan shouted as her cunt came in rippling waves of hot tightness about her mother's tongue. "Fuck her ass, Robert! Fuck mother's asshole! Oooo, I'm coming so fucking good! Suck my cunt, Mother! Eat my pussy ... my twat!"
Robert banged faster and faster into his mother's asshole, feeling her ass grip his prick. Sharon, sucking the fuck juices from her daughter's cunt, whimpered and churned her ass into her son's ramming prick. Her cunt was smoldering, becoming wetter. The sensations of having a cock up her ass was fantastic. Every part of her body seemed to be exploding with the utmost of ecstasy. Her tongue went deep into her daughter's cunt, her open mouth pressed at the sugary pussy lips. Her eyes squeezed tight, she stopped licking, and she let the ecstasy take control of her body. Her ass shook violently as she came, her cunt convulsing against her son's tight balls. She felt the friction of his throbbing cock increase, and it seemed as if his cock had become twice its size.
When Robert fucked hard and deep, then began to spew thick come juice up her asshole, Sharon thought he had poured boiling water into her. The creamy come juice splashed at the walls of her asshole, flooding her like a boiling enema.
As his cock deflated inside his mother's asshole, Robert felt it sucking hungrily. When he made a tentative move to withdraw, Sharon's asshole seemed to close tighter, as if not wanting to lose it.
But he was on his knees, and his legs were shaking. He pulled his cock out, hearing a soft sucking sound as his prick dropped out of her asshole.
Sharon finally pulled her face out of Susan's cunt, almost falling back. She squealed and jumped to her knees, grabbing her ass with both hands.
"I think I have a sore asshole," she grinned widely. "But it feels so good. Good morning, you guys."
Chapter Eight
There was no longer a single inhibition between them. The pleasure they were getting and giving each other was so great, there was nothing they wouldn't do with each other now. Sharon wanted more and more perversity added to the wicked games, and Susan and Robert were more than willing.
Young as they were, their interest was growing. There seemed to be an unlimited way the human body could contort into lewd positions.
The more lewd, the better. Susan, so young, so sweet, so beautiful, with her hairless pink cunt, was a delight to Sharon. She had not realized her daughter was so eager to play with herself, play with her mother's body, play with her brother's body.
Susan was as insatiable as her mother, and Robert, to the delight of both, never had a problem about achieving a deliciously beautiful hard-on. He could come and be hard again in minutes.
While Sharon sat on a kitchen chair, Susan was on her knees between her mother's open legs. Her wet little tongue licked at the creamy flesh of her mother's thighs, her hot hps sucking at the skin. She toyed with her mother's overhanging ass, cupping the cheeks and squeezing them, dragging her finger along her mother's asshole, teasing her cunt. She caressed each hairy pussy hp with a feathery lightness.
Robert knelt at his mother's side, fondling his sister's small ass and playing with his mother's tits. Sharon, her arm hanging down, squeezed his cock and balls as she mewled and purred with the attention she was getting. - Susan used her hands to open her mother's hairy cunt, looking at the wetness, the throbbing clitoris. Holding the hps apart, Susan was pleased by the hairy twat of her mother. She moved her face forward, kissing the open pussy, tasting the wetness, inhaling the wonderful heat. She kissed her mother's clitoris, bringing a moan from Sharon.
"Mmmm, kiss it, honey," Sharon whispered. "Kiss mother's wet cunt! I like to have my pussy kissed."
Susan giggled and flicked her tongue across her mother's swollen clit, still holding the hairy cunt hps apart. "You taste good, Mother," she said. "So wet and hot. Your cunt tastes different than Robert's cock."
"Of course it does, honey," Sharon laughed. "A cunt is not a cock, but oooohh, can you have fun with it!"
Robert had his hps clutching his mother's tit, sucking at her nipple. He drew back, looked down at his sister's tongue wiggling against his mother's clit. "Let me taste, Susan," he said, lowering her face, dragging his tongue along his mother's stomach.
Susan moved to one side, watching as her brother licked his tongue into the curling thick hairs of their mother's pussy. He tapped at his mother's clitoris with the tip of his tongue, and Sharon moaned, pressing his head down until his mouth was in her cunt. Susan kept holding her other's cunt open, and Robert lapped his tongue up and down the juicy cunt.
"Lick me off, Robert," Sharon whispered.
"Lick mother's cunt off."
From his angle, Robert couldn't shove his tongue into his mother's cunt. Susan moved out of his way, standing up. She kept holding her mother's cunt wide open, watching her brother move between the long legs, then his tongue began licking up and down the pussy slit.
"You like her cunt, Robert?" Susan asked. "You like the wet taste of mother's cunt? Does it taste like mine?"
Robert nodded his head, slurping the juices from his mother's pussy. Sharon sighed with delight, slipping her hand between her daughter's thighs, stroking the exciting inner surfaces. She cupped Susan's cunt, squeezing. Susan released her mother's cunt and gave a gurgle as she saw the hairy pussy lips close about her brother's mouth. Grabbing her mother's wrist, she plunged Sharon's fingers into her pussy hard. Sharon was constantly amazed at the way her daughter's pussy stretched to accommodate all four fingers.
As she began to fuck herself with her mother's fingers, Susan leaned down and started sucking on her mother's tit, her tongue flicking hungrily.
"Ooooo, suck that cunt, Robert!" Sharon moaned, twisting her crotch into his face. Suck mother's hot cunt! Ooo, Susan, lick my tits_... fuck my fingers! You two are so precious!"
Robert shoved his hands underneath his mother's overhanging ass, squeezing the firm ass cheeks, then slipped his middle finger to her asshole.
"Ohhh, I'm still a little sore, baby!" Sharon whined. "My asshole is still sore . . . but do it anyway!"
Robert, darting his tongue in and out of his mother's juicy cunt, pressed his finger easily into his mother's asshole, fucking in and out as he sucked and licked her hot pussy. His nose was buried into the thick hair, his breath hot as he snorted.
For a moment, Sharon considered pissing into her son's face, but decided to wait. She had seen him suck Susan's cunt when Susan pissed, but she wasn't sure he had enjoyed it. Grasping the back of her son's head, Sharon smashed his mouth into her pussy, grinding her hips. The heat of her daughter's cunt was burning on her fingers, and she felt Susan's pussy squeezing them.
"Oh, Robert!" she groaned. "You'll make mother come! Keep fucking my cunt with your tongue, and I'll come!"
Susan giggled, her mouth stuffed with her mother's tit. She raised up, her hips jerking back and forth. She plunged her mother's fingers faster into her pussy, mewling with ecstasy. Sharon's eyes had difficulty. She wanted to watch her daughter Fucking her fingers, but she wanted to stare down at her son's face buried into her hairy, juicy cunt, too.
A scream boiled from her throat when her cunt went into convulsions. She slammed her hairy cunt into her son's face, with a wet sound. Robert's tongue dove deep as his mother's body began to shake, her orgasm strong.
"Ooooo, Mother!" Susan wailed, her hips jerking wildly, her cunt riding her mother's fingers in a frenzy. "Me, too! Oh, I'm gonna come, too!"
The wetness of Susan's cunt seemed to increase, and through her orgasm, Sharon felt the sugary fuck juices dripping down over her hand. Her hand jerked from her son's head, flying up to grip one of her tits. She squeezed harshly, her nipple bulging from her fingers. She groaned and whimpered, made small screeching sounds that rose in volume. Her hips churned up and down, smacking into her son's sucking mouth, almost smothering him with the thick pussy hair.
Susan's legs trembled, and she pulled her pussy from her mother's fingers, leaning back on the counter, her sweet little body trembling. She was sobbing softly from the intensity of her ecstasy, her feet wide on the floor. Her boyish hips writhed in small circles as she became calm again.
Robert's cock thrust and strained from his body, the tip moving up and down in lurching motions. His balls were tight at the base, his eyes gleaming with desire.
"Oh, baby!" Sharon gurgled as she looked down. "You're so hard! So fucking hard! You've got to stick that cock in something nice and wet! My cunt. . . Robert, fuck mother's cunt! Oooo, darling, give mother's cunt your lovely hard-on!"
Sharon scrambled from the chair, sprawling on the floor, her legs wide apart. She lifted her ass, twisting her hips, her hairy cunt wetly pleading for his cock. Susan, still leaning against the counter, was tenderly stroking her sensitive pussy, squeezing a small tit that barely filled her little hand. Robert moved between his mother's legs, his cock straining out with youthful power, the head swollen.
Sharon didn't give her son time to lean over and ram his cock into her hungry cunt. She scooted her pussy toward him, her thighs going about his hips, her creamy, hot ass sliding up onto his thighs. Robert stared hotly as he saw his mother's cunt slip onto his cock without help. The wet head enclosed the head of his cock, and he made a sighing sound of pleasure. The hairy hps of his mother's cunt parted, stretched over the head of his prick, and then slipped forward until his cock was fully inside the steamy depths. Sharon, didn't wait for her son.
She began pumping her hips up and down with a jerking motion, fucking his cock. The unusual gnawing sensation of his mother's cunt started, squeezing and sucking and clutching Robert's throbbing prick. "Oh, God! Oh, God!" Sharon whimpered as her cunt fucked jerkily on her son's cock. "It's so good, baby! Your cock is so fucking good in my cunt! I love it, Robert! I could fuck your hard, sweet cock all day! Mmmmm, fuck . . . fuck me!"
Susan watched her mother's pussy banging onto Robert's cock and, with a hot little squeal, dropped down on her hands and knees. She shoved a hand between her brother's thigh and her mother's ass, squeezing a tight, flexing cheek. Her other hand closed about her mother's tit, and her greedy little mouth scooted into the thick cunt hair, the tip of her tongue trying to reach the knotted clit of her mother.
Sharon strained onto her son's prick, her hands flat on the floor at her hips, clawing into the tile. She whimpered softly with each upward lunge onto his prick. Her head twisted from side to side, the ecstasy almost unbearable. The sensation of a cock stuffing into her cunt, combined with licking tongue of her daughter, caused her naked body to tremble with the utmost of pleasure. Sharon's hand gripped her daughter's thigh tightly, digging into the sensitive inner flesh near Susan's pink little cunt. Feverishly, with her hips churning on her son's cock, Sharon shoved her hand upward, rubbing harshly at the slippery hps of Susan's cunt.
"Oh, God! Fuck me! Lick me!" she shrieked.
Her fingers began to dart into Susan's tight cunt. Ramming her middle finger in and out of her daughter's pussy, she tried to get her thumb into the tiny asshole. Susan grunted with the pressure, her hps wide as she tried to lick at her mother's clit. She licked more on her brother's cunt-wet cock than anything, though. She lifted her small ass to her mother's hand. Sharon, almost out of her mind, hardly knowing what her hands were doing, rubbed hard at the crinkled asshole, her finger never pausing in the stabbing motions of the sugary cunt.
Susan's head jerked up, her eyes wild and hot, blond hair flying. "Up my ass, Mother!" she urged. "Up my ass!"
Her mouth dipped again, and her tongue flicked across her mother's clit, lapping at her brother's cock. Sharon had heard her daughter's cry, and pressed her thumb as hard as she could against the tight asshole. When her thumb entered the fiery tightness, Susan yelped, rocking her naked ass in a tight, circular motion.
But even this wasn't enough for Sharon.
She pulled at her daughter's thigh, her fingers hooked inside the young cunt and tight asshole. Twisting her face, she began to lick and suck frantically at the sweet, young flesh of Susan's thigh, lifting her head until she could race her tongue about the hip and part of her daughter's ass cheek. All the time, her hips kept banging up and down, fucking her son's cock, the hairy lips of her pussy devouring his hard-on, churning up a froth of hot, sweet fuck juices.
Susan swung a leg over her mother's head, hovering her hairless cunt above Sharon's face. Sharon jerked her thumb and finger out of the two tight holes, gripped her daughter by her hips and pulled that sweet, sweet crotch into her face. Susan gurgled, sitting upright, wiggling her hot little ass at her mother's face as Sharon began to lick and suck noisily. Susan placed her two hands on her mother's cunt, pulling the hairy pussy hps wide, watching her brother's throbbing cock pounding back and forth. The pink flesh of her mother's cunt seemed to close hungrily about Robert's cock. Sharon's clit stood up in hardness, and Susan began to agitate it with the tip of one finger.
Sharon gave a muffled scream of ecstasy as her mouth tried to cover the whole expanse of her daughter's cunt and asshole. Her tongue licked in a frenzy, darting into Susan's cunt, then back to lap hungrily about the squeezing asshole. Susan squirmed and twisted into her mother's face, sobbing with delight.
Robert, his cock fucking in and out of his mother's grinding cunt, stared at his sister's hairless pussy, seeing his mother's tongue as she licked greedily. He leaned forward and grasped one of his mother's tits, the other hand cupping a small tit of his sister. Susan whimpered and rammed her mouth to his, her wicked little tongue stabbing into his mouth. Sharon cupped her daughter's twisting sweet ass, shoving it up, letting it bounce back down into her face. Getting the idea, Susan began to fuck up and down on her mother's jutting tongue, using her tongue as if it were a cock.
Robert sucked at his sister's tongue as he dug his fingers into her small tit, squeezing his mother's rounded tit. He glided his hand downward on his sister's flesh, moving his hand under her twisting ass. He felt his mother's tongue lick at his finger as he shoved his hand between Susan's cunt and Sharon's mouth. Sharon moaned and thrust her tongue deep into her daughter's spread cunt, bringing a cry of delight from Susan.
"Eat Susan's cunt, Mother!" Robert urged, his balls swinging back and forth, striking his mother's shaking ass, his cock beating her hairy cunt hps almost raw. "Eat her hot little pussy! Suck her cunt, Mother! Tongue her little asshole!"
At the moment, that was what Sharon was trying to do-stick her tongue up her daughter's asshole.
Susan felt it, and ran her small hands to her ass cheeks, She parted them wide, giving her mother best access to her asshole. She squealed as her mother's tongue pressed and licked at the pucker. Then a pleased scream bubbled from her.
"Up the ass! Up the ass!" Susan chanted, holding herself up just far enough to let her mother fuck her tongue up and down. "Up my ass, Mother! Ohhhh, tonguefuck me up the ass!"
Robert, hearing his sister, began fucking his mother's uplifted cunt in a frenzy. He shoved his hands beneath his mother's grinding ass, cupping the firm, shapely ass cheeks, drawing her squirming cunt onto his prick. All he could do in his excitement was grunt and moan.
"Fuck her hairy cunt, Robert!" Susan wailed, trying to spread the cheeks of her ass wider. "Fuck mother's hairy cunt. . . bang the piss out of her hot, fucking cunt! Oooo, Mother . . . fuck my ass! Tonguefuck me in the asshole!"
Sharon's pussy clenched around her son's cock, the orgasm swelling inside her stomach becoming very strong. She breathed harshly against her daughter's ass as her tongue plung- ed into the clinging ass ring. Susan's steaming, wet cunt rested against her chin, dripping slippery fuck juices that ran over her neck. Sharon had the insane desire to draw every inch of her daughter's cunt and asshole into her mouth, wanting in feverish lewdness to devour her daughter's crotch. Her mind was spinning with the erotic aspects of ecstasy. The ring of Susan's asshole began to grip and release her buried tongue.
"I'm about to come!" Robert shouted, his body shaking. "I'm going to come, Mother! Ohhhh, its good! It feels so good! My balls . . . oh, shit, my balls are so fucking tight!"
"Come in her hot cunt, Robert!" Susan gasped, her hands down on her mother's tits now. "Shoot it up her fucking cunt! Fuck her and come in her and . . . ohhh! Oh . . ooooo!"
Susan's orgasm exploded, so strong and ecstatic that it almost ripped her small body apart.
Sharon's tongue was deep inside her daughter's asshole when Susan started coming off. She felt the tightening about her tongue, and she almost fainted with pleasure. But then, there was a hot wetness flowing across her chin and down her neck. Knowing what was happening, she gurgled and jerked her tongue out of her daughter's asshole. As her own cunt entered those delicious convulsions, she spread her hps and closed them about her daughter's cunt, tasting the sweetness of cunt juice and piss at the same time.
"Ohhh, Mother!" Susan wailed, grinding her cunt into her mother's sucking mouth. "I'm ... I can't stop it! I'm coming so hard and . . . I'm pissing, too!"
Sharon was in no condition to reply. Her wide open mouth was sucking greedily, her tongue flicking about the little hole that spurted piss. The short, powerful gushes of piss ran into her mouth, and Sharon swallowed thirstily, her cunt gripping her son's cock like a squeezing fist.
Robert lifted his face up, his neck straining. His cock throbbed almost painfully, his balls so tight, he could hardly stand it. His mother's cunt was sucking at his cock, trying desperately to draw the thick, creamy come juice into her pussy. He gave a yell of ecstasy as he came. The rapid squirts of come juice boiled into his mother's pussy, spraying the velvety walls. The sensations of her son gushing come juice into her cunt sent Sharon into a wiggling, straining, arching series of orgasms.
Her mouth sucked hard at her daughter's pissing cunt. The short, quick spurts excited her further. Her tongue flicked about the small hole, about the twitching clioris of Susan's delicious little cunt. Sharon wanted her daughter to let go, to send a long stream of the golden piss in- to her mouth instead of the short spurts. But Susan was in orgasm, and the contractions prevented that from happening. The taste of boiling piss with the sweet juices of her daughter's cunt was unlike anything Sharon had tasted in her life. The mixed piss and cunt juice was nectar, the most delicious taste ever.
The sheer perversity of having piss spurt into her mouth as she held her open lips tight into Susan's cunt made it all the more thrilling. Her orgasms seemed to increase in power with each convulsion. The ecstasy was greater than ever before. The muscles of her flat stomach rippled as she came, the cheeks of her ass tightening as her hairy cunt sucked the creamy juices from her son's balls.
Hardly had Robert stopped coming when Sharon was aware of something else going on. Robert, too, was pissing. He was pissing inside his mother's cunt. Sharon whined into her daughter's cunt as she felt her pussy fill with hot piss, then seep past Robert's cock to flow about her tight ass. The sensations of having piss flood her cunt and her mouth, too, sent Sharon into a shaking ecstasy she had never before known, but wanted it to continue and never stop.
Chapter Nine
Sharon had cut off a pair of old jeans for Susan. But they had not been cut off short enough to suit either of them.
"I want my ass to show, Mother," Susan said. "You know, like the older girls."
"I know," Sharon replied. "I've seen them."
"So have I," Robert said, watching as his mother fashioned the cut-offs for his sister. "Sometimes I want to bury my face right in those cute ass cheeks."
Sharon grinned at her son as she knelt on the floor. "I know what you mean, baby. I'd love to walk up behind one of those pretty girls and shove my face into those asses, myself."
"Then cut mine real short," Susan giggled. "You can bury your face in my ass anytime you wanna, Mother. You, too, Robert."
"Where do you plan on wearing these cutoffs, Susan?" Sharon asked.
"All over the place," Susan giggled. "I wanna look just like the big girls."
"Honey, you'll have every guy in town trying to get a smell of your ass. You have the sweetest, tightest, prettiest ass I've ever seen."
Susan giggled, wiggling her ass. She was naked from the waist down, waiting as her mother snipped more material from the jeans. By the time Sharon finished with them, there was hardly anything but the seam of the crotch left.
"Try them on now," Sharon said.
The cut-offs fit Susan's hips tightly. The seam of the crotch pulled into her little cunt. Facing her mother and the mirror behind, she saw her body was almost naked in them. If she stepped to the right, or sat with her legs open, the hairless cunt was concealed by only a fraction. But it was her ass that excited them. The shorts were cut high, and half of Susan's saucy little ass was exposed. The cheeks were round and tight, tantalizingly sweet.
"How are they now?" Sharon asked. "If I cut any more off, you might as well be naked, darling."
Robert loved them. The evidence was in the lift of his cock. Susan walked back and forth for them. The tightening of her exposed ass sent a shiver of pleasure through Sharon.
"Honey, you make my mouth water," she said in a low, throaty voice. "You look better than any other girl in those things. God, you have a beautiful little ass!"
Susan jutted her exposed ass outward, looking over her shoulder. "Does it make your tongue hard, Mother?" she giggled.
Sharon laughed, nodding her head. "You bet that sweet ass it does!"
Susan saw her brother's cock standing up. "It makes Robert's cock hard, that's for sure."
Robert was naked, as he usually was now. He was proud of his cock, proud of the way his prick always stood up in hardness. Sharon wore only tiny panties. She sat back on her heels, widening her knees. The tight crotch of her panties barely concealed her cunt. Dark hair was exposed along the edges of her panty crotch, and her tits strained out, nipples hard.
"Baby," Sharon said in a husky voice, "seeing you in those fucking shorts makes my cunt wet."
Robert jumped to his feet, seeing the gleam in his mother's eyes. "I've always wanted to do this when I see a girl in shorts like that."
He dropped on his knees behind his sister, grabbed her hips, and pulled her almost-exposed ass into his face. His tongue hcked up and down the creamy cheeks, fluttering from one to the other. He licked and kissed at his sister's ass until it glistened with wetness. Susan giggled happily, wiggling her ass against her brother's mouth.
Sharon moaned softly with jealousy.
Robert grasped his cock and began jacking it off as his tongue swirled about his sister's ass. The fringes of the cut-offs excited hm. He hcked at his sister's thighs, running his tongue up and down the smooth flesh, at the crease of her ass cheeks, even down to lap along the tight seam, trying to taste her hot little cunt. His fist pounded faster and faster. Sharon understood his excitement, and watched him jacking off, watched him licking and kissing at his sister's ass.
Susan was standing with her feet apart, her succulent ass arching back, her hands on her knees. Sharon slipped her head between her daughter's thighs and pulled her son's cock into her mouth. Sharon's ass thrust up in the anas she started sucking her son's cock. Susan slipped her hands to her mother's ass, sliding them into the waist of those panties. While her brother licked at her ass, she held her mother's ass.
"Ooooo, Robert," she gurgled. "Lick my ass! Oh, yes! Lick all over my ass! Suck him, Mother! Suck Robert's cock . . . make him come off in your cocksucking mouth!"
Sharon sucked her lips up and down her son's cock. She held his hard prick tightly, thrilled by the throbbing heat as she took his cock deep into her mouth, the swollen prickhead brushing her throat. She wiggled her upthrust ass into her daughter's hands, whimpering as her own cunt bubbled deliciously.
Robert tried to work his tongue past the fringe and seam of the cut-offs, but they were too tight. He ran his hands up and down Susan's slim thighs, around in front to try and feel her cunt. His mother's mouth on his cock was very hot, very wet, and she sucked him in an almost-wild manner.
It didn't take long.
With his face pressed into his sister's ass, Robert suddenly spurted into his mother's mouth. Sharon whined softly as the come juice boiled across her tongue and to her throat. She gulped wetly, swallowing the creamy come juice hungrily, her tongue flapping against the spewing piss hole. Her pussy tightened with ecstasy, then she began coming, too. She came too easi- ly, and her mind was so erotic, no one had to touch her cunt to make her come. Susan wiggled her ass into her brother's face, her small hands squeezing her mother's shaking ass. She gave a low squeal, and her pink, young cunt bubbled into orgasm.
"Now I've made a mess of my shorts," Susan complained when it was over. "I've got the crotch wet."
Sharon, sitting back on her heels again, laughed. "I wouldn't worry about it. I'd be willing to bet half the girls who wear cut-offs like yours have wet crotches, too."
"You really think so, Mother?" Robert asked.
"Of course," Sharon answered. "They're just little show-offs, you know. They get off on exposing those asses, almost those cunts. Sometimes you can actually see their pussy hair."
"I would show mine, too," Susan giggled wickedly, "if I had any pussy hair."
"You will, darling," Sharon said. "Give it time, and I bet your pretty little cunt will be as hairy as mine is."
"Oooo, I hope so!" Susan squealed.
Sharon removed her panties, and pulled on a pair of old, faded jeans she had cut off herself. Like those she had fashioned for her daughter, they were cut high. Half of her rounded ass showed and although the crotch was not short, when she parted her legs or squatted, curly hair could be seen. She tied a man's shirt beneath her straining tits. Susan buttoned her small, thin blouse over her almost-non-existent titties. Robert pulled on a pair of jogging shorts, bare-chested.
"Let's go shake our ass a while," Sharon suggested.
"Mother," Susan said, "you've never gone anywhere in those cut-offs."
"I am now, honey," she laughed. "We can take a walk, see what kind of reactions we get."
Hand-in-hand, with Sharon in the middle, they walked out onto the sidewalk. They strolled about, window-shopping, but very alert to the eyes that watched them.
"Feel good?" Sharon asked Susan.
"Oh, yes, Mother!" Susan replied.
"I'm sure we've created a few hard-ons," Sharon said. "Look at that man following us."
Susan glanced over her shoulder. Sure enough, there was a man a few yards behind them, and his cock seemed to be straining against his pants. Susan giggled and could not resist a wiggle of her almost-revealed ass.
"I bet he wants to do what Robert did to me, Mother," she said. "You know, bury his face in our asses."
"Does it make your cunt tingle?" Sharon whispered.
"It could make me come, I think," Susan replied.
"Come on, you two," Robert said, tightening his fingers into his mother's. "If anyone gets to fuck you, it's going to be me."
"That's right, honey," Sharon said, returning his grip. "Only you. But let us have fun, okay? It feels good to walk around like this, making those guys drool and get hard." She saw a girl, perhaps in her late teens, just ahead of them. "Look at that, Robert."
The girl wore cut-offs like his mother and sister. The smooth creamy cheeks of the girls ass showed in the same way. She had very long, slender legs, and her ass twisted in a sensual way as she walked.
"Mmmmmm," Robert said. "I'd love to have her sit in my face, any time, any day."
"You see," Sharon giggled. "You like looking at her. Just like the guys enjoy looking at me and your sister. Don't worry about anyone else fucking us. We don't want any other cock but yours. We're just enjoying being looked at, that's all."
"Then I think we better go home," he said.
"Your cock getting hard?" Susan asked, looking past her mother at the front of his jogging shorts.
They turned and started back home. They passed the man who had been following them. He averted his face, and Sharon grinned.
"You see," she said. "Guys love to see pretty girls dressed this way, but most of them don't want to get caught looking."
They arrived home again. Sharon and her daughter were aroused by what they had done. Robert's cock had begun to swell by the time they got inside, and was now pushing against the material of his shorts. He pulled the leg aside, and the swollen prickhead popped out. Susan was immediately on her knees in front of her brother, taking the smooth cockhead between her lips. She sucked her mouth back and forth, her tongue licking. Sharon slipped down at his other side, jerking his shorts away, letting his balls dangle. She lowered her face and licked them, finally taking his balls into her mouth.
"Oh, this is great!" Robert groaned. "Suck my cock, Susan! Mother, suck my balls!"
Resting his hands on top of his mother's and sister's head, he leaned back against the wall, watching them as they sucked at his balls and cock with wet, happy sounds. Both Sharon and Susan had become aroused. They sucked and licked at Robert's cock and balls in a feverish way, unable to stop.
Sharon shoved her hand under his shorts, feeling his naked ass beneath them, dragging a finger up and down the crack of his ass, teasing his asshole as she mouthed his balls. The wet heat surrounding his cock and balls was too much for Robert. He didn't last very long.
Without warning his sister, Robert started coming. As the first creamy splash struck her tongue, Susan groaned and sucked even harder, her small throat working to swallow the precious come juice. His mother feeling his balls writhe as he came, sucked hard, too. Come juice seeped from his sister's tightly sucking mouth dripping down to his mother's lips. Sharon released his balls and began to lick the dripping come juice hungrily. Her tongue raced up the base of his cock, licking about her daughter's tight hps.
"Mmmm, I got some, too!" Sharon said when Susan released her brother's cock, "so fucking tasty!"
She drew her son's cock into her mouth, her tongue flicking at his piss hole, trying to bring one last drop of come juice to her mouth.
With a kiss on his prick, she climbed to her feet and moved off to the kitchen. Robert watched her ass move, the fringe of her cut-offs showing half of his mother's ass. His cock had started to droop after coming, but his prick lifted again when he watched his mother's ass wiggling out of sight.
"Wanna get fucked, Robert?" Susan asked him, stroking her small fist back and forth.
"Wanna get some hot, tight pussy?"
"Sure," he grinned. "Do you know where I can find a hot, tight pussy, Susan?"
"Oh, you!" she said in pretended anger. "Just for that, you can fuck yourself."
She flounced cutely to her room.
Robert lowered his shorts, removing them from his feet as his mother came back, carrying a tall glass of lemonade. He looked at her crotch, seeing the dark hair.
"See what Susan left me with, Mother," he said, his cock standing out strong.
"Why would she leave such a beautiful hard-on?" Sharon closed her fist about her son's throbbing cock, pumping slowly. "Where did she go?"
"Her room."
"Why didn't you go with her?"
"She acted pissed off, Mother."
"Well." She kissed her son, gave his cock a squeeze. "Maybe she'd rather be pissed off than pissed on."
"But you'd rather be pissed on than pissed off, huh?" he grinned.
"You know it," Sharon giggled. "You don't have to piss right now, do you, by any chance?"
"I could," he said, "but I'd rather get fucked first."
"Come on," Sharon said, pulling on his cock. "Let's go fuck your hot-assed sister."
They entered Susan's room. Susan had peeled her cut-offs from her body, her blouse tossed to the floor with them. She lay on her bed, legs wide, and she was running her middle finger in and out of her sugary cunt. She looked up and grinned as they came in.
"I knew you wouldn't stay away long, Robert," she giggled. "You like my hot, tight cunt too much."
"That's the tightest he'll ever get, too, honey," Sharon said. "Maybe not the hottest, but the tightest. My cunt is the hottest."
"Oh, yeah?" Susan replied. "Come on, Robert. I'll show mother who has the hottest cunt."
Always willing, Robert climbed onto the bed with his sister. Susan pressed him to his back, his cock lifting straight up. She straddled him, squatting as she faced him. Her succulent cunt, hairless and lovely, hovered above his prick.
"I'll put his cock in you," Sharon said, running her hand to her son's cock. She held his prick aimed at her daughter's cunt slit. "Sit down on his cock, baby."
Peering between her knees, Susan lowered her crotch. She sucked in a hot hiss of air as the smooth head of her brother's cock split her tight, young pussy. Sharon watched, gripping her son's cock, until she felt her daughter's pussy smash at her hand. Removing her fist, she watched Susan squirm her cunt down until Robert's cock was fully buried into the steaming tightness. The stretching of her daughter's hairless cunt on that cock sent a rippling wave of pleasure through her body, as it always did when she watched them fucking.
Resting her head on her son's chest, she watched her daughter ride his hard cock. The stretch of those sugary cunt lips excited her. he could even see the tiny clit of her daughter scraping along the hard shaft of Robert's cock. She stroked her son's stomach, then the inner smoothness of Susan's thighs. She felt the hairless mound of Susan's cunt, dipping her finger down and into the pussy slit, trying to work her finger inside her daughter's cunt with her son's cock. That didn't work because Susan was so small.
"Will you suck my cunt, Robert?" Sharon asked. "Will you tonguefuck mother's cunt and let your sister fuck you?"
"You put that hairy pussy in my face and see, Mother," he said, grunting as his sister fucked up and down on his cock. "Just sit your hairy cunt in my face and see."
Sharon stood up on her daughter's bed, facing Susan. She lowered her crotch, and Robert gazed hungrily at his mother's wet, hair-lined pussy as it came close to his face. He opened his mouth as his mother settled her pussy against it. His tongue flicked upward, pressing between the hot lips. Sharon wiggled her crotch into his face as he started sucking and licking. She fondled her daughter's very small tits while Susan bounced gaily up and down on his prick.
"Mmmm, suck me!" Sharon moaned, grinding into his face. "Suck my wet cunt, Robert. Ooooo, your tongue feels so long ... up my pussy! Eat me, baby, eat the piss out of mother's cunt! Fuck that hard cock, Susan! Oh, baby, fuck your brother's hard cock! Fuck him fast, honey!"
Susan was already bouncing her ass up and down fast, but she speeded up, gurgling and sobbing as her pussy felt stuffed by his cock. She whirled her sweet little ass about, fucking up and down, stabbing herself on him. Sharon began to moan as she wiggled her hairy pussy into her son's face, moving her cunt frantically. Her shapely tits bounced tightly. Susan grabbed both in her hands, her ass waggling with ecstasy.
"Oooo, it feels so good, mother!" Susan sobbed. "I'm gonna fuck his fucking cock off! My cunt is gonna eat his cock up! My pussy is gonna . . . jack his . . . fucking cock off! I'm gonna jack Robert's cock off with my hot, fucking cunt!"
"Yes, yes!" Sharon cried out, grinding harshly into her son's face. "I'm going to fuck his mouth with my cunt . . . and, ohhhh, it feels like your nose is up my fucking asshole, Robert!"
Robert gripped his mother's thighs, pulling her crotch hard into his face, his tongue stabbing in and out of the steamy wetness of her pussy. He lapped hungrily at the fuck juices, swallowing as his mouth filled. He could hardly breathe because his nose was, indeed, pressing into his mother's asshole. But breathing was the last thing he was concerned with right then. His cock was swelling larger inside his sister's sucking cunt, his balls tight at the base.
"Ooooo, there!" Susan wailed, smashing her cunt down hard onto him. "I'm coming! Ohhhh, shit, Mother! I'm coming ... so fucking hard! Ahhh, piss . . . piss . . . shit, fuck, cock, cunt, assholes, cocksuckers, cunt-lickers ..."
Her small body shuddered in orgasm, her cunt so tight and sucking that Robert's cock exploded, sending gushes of hot, creamy come juice into his sister's greedy cunt. He felt his mother's hairy pussy clutching his tongue as she, too, came. He heard the squeals, but they seemed to be in the distance.
Susan, coming hard, began to spurt short spurts of piss about her brother's cock. As she usually did during orgasm, her cunt spewed hot piss.
Sharon watched, seeing the golden piss cover the base of her son's cock and lower stomach. Unable to resist, she pressed her daughter back. Susan fell across the bed, her cunt leaving her brother's cock with a soft sucking sound. She kept spurting piss as her orgasm increased. Wildly, Sharon leaned over her son's cock, her tongue lapping in a frenzy, tasting the cunt juice clinging to his cock, the hot piss at the base and on his stomach. She felt a spurt of piss splash at the top of her head, and, moving her face to her daughter's cunt, her own pussy lifted from her son's mouth and pressed at his chest. Robert gripped his mother's ass cheeks as her cunt twitched against his chest in orgasm.
Sharon opened her mouth, pressing her lips to her daughter's pussy just as the spurting piss became a long, hot stream. She gulped wetly, swallowing the piss of her daughter, her cunt aching now as orgasms continued to clutch her. Robert, knowing what his mother was doing, clenched his fingers into her ass cheeks, spreading them, squeezing them together. Her asshole winked lewdly as her orgasms gripped her body. He shoved his chin to his chest and licked his tongue about his mother's puckering asshole, making her wiggle and grind.
Sharon sucked at her daughter's cunt, tasting the piss. She was unable to swallow it all. There was just too much, too fast.
Her face was wet by the time Susan finished, and she lifted her mouth, licking her lips. "Oh, baby," she gurgled. "You always taste so fucking good. I could drink your piss all day!"
Chapter Ten
Taking a daily walk was becoming a habit with them.
Sharon and her daughter loved to dress in their very short cut-offs. They enjoyed exposing half their asses in public, and Robert really didn't mind. The fact that other guys desired his mother and sister excited him. He was the only one getting the two lovely asses, though.
When they didn't wear the revealing shorts, they wore the short skirts coming back into fashion. Often, Sharon and her daughter would wear them shorter than most, and they always went naked under them.
"We might give someone a nice thrill," Sharon said. "I love the expressions on people's faces when they get a peek at my cunt. That's why I'd rather be naked under the dress."
"I saw you that way the other day, Mother," Robert confessed. "When we went to that sandwich shop, and I saw your cunt. I almost came in my pants."
Sharon laughed. "Good. I wish you had."
"Keep it up and maybe I will," he replied.
Susan, just like her mother, could get away with flashing her pussy much better. People expected a young girl like her to be careless, and Susan made sure she was very careless. She knew, by this time, that men enjoyed seeing a girl her age flash a tight pair of panties, and she found it exciting to give brief glimpses of her naked, hairless cunt.
Although they enjoyed flashing themselves, they were careful not to do it too much. When they did, they would become so aroused, they would almost run home with Robert and fuck him senseless. Robert didn't mind that in the least. His cock was always up to it, much to his manly pride. On their daily walks, his mother or sister would call his attention to some pretty girl who was careless, or to one dressed in those fringed cut-offs.
"Wouldn't you like to fuck her?" his mother would say.
"I bet you'd like to eat her cunt, Robert," his sister would say.
"Mmmmm, we could have fun with that cunt," Sharon would murmur when they saw an especially pretty girl, half her ass showing.
"Mother," Susan said, "you shouldn't call a girl a cunt. It sounds bad."
"But it isn't, baby," Sharon said. "I'm a cunt, and so are you. In fact, you and I are all cunt, aren't we?"
"I guess so," Susan laughed.
They had just returned from a walk, and Sharon and Susan were eager for Robert. They peeled out of their cut-offs, turning them inside out to show Robert how wet they had become. Robert licked the crotch of his mother's shorts, tasting the wetness, then his sister's. His cock was standing out very strong, as always.
Sharon dropped to the floor on her hands and knees, wiggling her naked ass at him, her hairy cunt pooching from her thighs. "Fuck that cunt, Robert," she purred. "Fuck that hairy cunt now, baby."
Susan went to her hands and knees, beside her mother. "No, fuck this cunt, Robert."
"I'll fuck them both," he bragged, dropping to his knees.
He thrust his cock into his sister's cunt first, feeling his mother's waving ass as he fucked in and out. Then he pulled free, and rushed his cock up her mother's cunt. The only difference between them was that Susan's young pussy was a slight bit tighter than his mother's, and was hairless. Both were hot and wet, as always.
"Oooo, darling!" Sharon gurgled. "Try it up my asshole! Fuck me in the ass, Robert!"
"Me, too!" Susan squealed. "Fuck me in my cunt, then fuck my asshole, too!"
Robert pressed his cock to his mother's asshole, and his prick went in easily by this time. He fucked deep, bringing a sob of ecstasy from Sharon. He plunged into her asshole a few times, then withdrew to fuck into her juicy cunt.
"Me, Robert!" Susan wailed. "Fuck me now!"
He scooted his cock to his sitter's cunt. The prick shaft glistened with the juices of his mother's pussy. He pressed the slippery cockhead upon his sister's pink asshole, and lunged forward. Susan yelped with ecstasy as his cock penetrated the tightness of her young asshole.
"Ooooo, it hurts, but only a little!" Susan screamed. "It hurts good, Robert! Oooo, fuck me there ... in my asshole!"
Fucking his prick in and out, his eyes blazing as he watched his sister's pink asshole gripping his cock, Robert shoved a finger into his mother's asshole. Sharon gurgled in pleasure, waving her ass wantonly.
Sharon twisted her head toward her daughter, her tongue licking as Susan faced her. Robert saw them licking tongues, and his cock pounded hard, going from Susan's asshole, to his mother's cunt, then to his sister's cunt and to his mother's asshole. The difference in them excited his young emotions, and he fucked into their cunts and assholes with vigorous strokes.
Sharon shoved a hand between her thighs, rubbing furiously at her overheated cunt. The moist sounds increased the erotic sensations.
He had his cock up his sister's asshole when she began to squeal that she was going to come. Robert jerked his cock from her asshole, plunging his prick into her tight cunt. He drove his cock in and out furiously, making his sister cry out with ecstasy. Her hairless cunt gripped his cock, sucking. While his sister was still coming, he yanked his cock free, plunging into his mother's asshole.
Sharon yelped with ecstasy.
"Ram it hard, Robert! Ohhh, sweet, sweet baby! Fuck mother's hot ass! Ohhhh, shit, I'm coming already!"
Her asshole gripped his cock powerfully, sucking hard.
Sharon went into a tight orgasm, wailing and sobbing as the burning friction of his cock rub-ed the ring of her tight asshole. Beside her, Susan was still coming, and Robert plunged his middle finger into his sister's cunt, his thumb up her little ass. Susan began to spurt piss again.
His cock swelled larger inside his mother's asshole. Sharon stopped rubbing at her cunt and gripped his tight balls, smashing them against her convulsing cunt.
"I'm going to fill your fucking asshole, Mother!" he shouted loudly. "I'm going to fill your ass!"
"Yes, darling!" Sharon sobbed. "Come in mother's ass . . . shoot it to my hot fucking asshole!"
Robert rammed deeply, and gushed.
The hot, thick come juice splashed into Sharon's ass, increasing her orgasm a thousandfold. She sobbed with ecstasy, twisting her ass frantically. The tight ass ring closed even tighter, and Robert found he couldn't push and pull anymore. His cock was deep already, and his mother's asshole sucked the come juice from his balls.
Sharon, very weak, fell forward on her stomach, smashing her tits onto the carpet, her ass shivering as she whimpered softly.
Susan, finally calm, turned and sat down gingerly. "I think you hurt my ass," she said accusingly. "But it's okay, Robert. It felt so good, taking your cock in my asshole!"
Sharon ran her hand out and stroked her daughter's thigh. "Now you know why I love being fucked in the ass so much," she purred. "It hurts, but not really."
Robert remained on his knees, his cock glistening from both Cunts and assholes. He breathed deeply.
"Susan," Sharon said in a soft voice. "You know what would be nice? A boy, a boy about your age."
"Why, Mother?"
"A young boy, without hair around his cock," Sharon went on. "It would be so cute. His little cock nice and hard. I'd love to suck a hairless cock, balls and all."
"I know a boy," Susan said, almost in her old shy way. "I think I can get him, but I'm not sure."
"Oh, try, honey!" Sharon said, wiggling her ass, thinking of a lovely, young, hairless cock in her mouth, balls and all. "I'd love to feel a little cock in my mouth, in my cunt, fucking me. Can he come?"
"I don't know," Susan replied. "I can find out, though."
"How? You going to ask him?" Robert said.
"I'm going to suck him," Susan giggled. "I'll suck his cock and see if he can come, that's how."
Sharon turned over, then sat up, her eyes gleaming. She saw the puddle of piss on the carpet and, with a soft moan, pressed her face into it, twisting until her face was wet with the piss.
"I hope this doesn't frighten you two," she said. "I can't help it if I'm fascinated with piss."
"It don't scare me a bit," Susan giggled.
"Whatever turns you on, Mother," Robert said.
"Everything turns me on," Sharon said, leaning back on her hands, her shapely tits jutting upward, her nipples still hard. She spread her legs wide, so they could look between them at her bubbling, hairy cunt. "Everything. I like the idea of you sucking on the crotch of my panties, Robert, and you, too, Susan. I like the idea of eating your sweet, syrupy cunt, baby, and sucking the come juice out your cock, Robert. I like to lick at your cock and balls through your shorts, then take the head out and suck it until you come. And, Susan, I want to lick your cunt through a pair of panties. I want you to get this little boy, bring him here with us. I want you two to watch me fuck his little cock, suck it off, take it up my asshole."
Robert and Susan looked at each other, grinning from ear to ear.
"I want to walk around town with you, Susan, wearing those sexy cut-offs, showing our ass, making those guys-and girls, too-drool for a taste of our cunts."
"This could get out of hand," Robert said.
"Oh, it could, of course," Sharon agreed. "But we'll be very careful. We'll make sure only those we want can peek at us. We would never let a man approach us. I'm not so sure I'd turn down a woman, though, Susan, it isn't that I don't love eating your snatch-I do. I'd like to see what a juicy, hairy cunt tastes like, though."
Robert understood what his mother was feeling. All her desires were coming to the surface.
"And piss, Mother, don't forget that," he said.
"Oooo, never!"
"You like piss, don't you?" he began to tease, shaking his wet cock. "You get off on piss, don't you?"
"Oh, yes, I do!"
"You like it when I piss in your fucking cunt . . . piss in your hot asshole."
"Mmmmmmm, you're making me awfully thirsty, Robert."
"You want me to piss in your face, Mother?"
"No, don't," she said, her voice thick with lewd desire. "I want you to piss in my . . . mouth."
Susan picked up her discarded cut-offs and started putting them on.
"Where are you going, baby?" Sharon asked. "To find that boy I told you about. "Ooooooo, yes. Hurry and bring him back, darling."
Robert watched his sister's almost-naked ass as she went out the door in her search. There was no doubt she would find the boy she spoke about. Sharon, neither had any doubt. In fact, she felt her daughter had already fucked the boy, although she couldn't think of when it happened. Susan had not been away from the house much since they had started fucking each other.
After the door closed, Sharon spread out again on her back, drawing her legs into the air, arching her hairy cunt upward.
"Piss on my cunt, Robert," she whispered. "I want to feel your hot piss splashing into my cunt... on my ass. I especially want to feel you piss on my asshole."
Robert, willing, stood up on his feet. He pointed his cock to his mother's cunt. Sharon parted the hairy hps of her pussy, shaking with anticipation.
"Piss on me!" she gurgled, wiggling her uplifted ass. "Piss right in mother's cunt, Robert!"
Robert let go.
The golden stream of piss spattered into his mother's cunt. Sharon's eyes became dreamy as she felt it. She clawed the hps of her pussy wide apart, feeling his piss splash upon her tingling, knotted clitoris, then along the lips of her cunt, finally burning against her puckered asshole.
"Oh, God!" Sharon sobbed. "It's so good! Baby, your piss is so hot! I love being pissed on!" Robert bent his knees, his cock only a few inches from his mother's cunt. Sharon peeled her pussy wide, and he filled her pussy until the piss overflowed, running along the crack of her ass. Sharon squealed as a hot, tight orgasm burst inside her insatiable cunt.
Moving quickly, she twisted around.
"Don't stop pissing!" she sobbed with erotic emotion. She shoved her face into the stream, making sure her hair soaked in it. Lifting her contorted face, she opened her mouth, taking the golden piss between her hps. She shoved her tongue out, moving her open mouth toward the head of his cock. She began to swallow. Bringing her knees up, she sat on her heels, spreading them wide. She began to fingerfuck herself in a frenzy as her hps closed about the head of her son's cock, taking his piss down her throat.
The orgasm almost shattered her completely.
She was still sitting on her heels, knees wide apart, her hands cupping her cunt as Robert shook the last few drops of piss into her face, when the door opened.
