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Mom and Me (family, inc)
by Anon (TheEditor)
(c) 1996
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Chapter 1
She was warm and snug in bed, and she had just been loved.
It wasn't often that Chad put it to her early in the
morning, not anymore. But that made it just that much
better when he did wake up with his thing hard and eager.
Betty pulled a pillow over her head and listened to the
vague sounds in the bathroom next door, where her husband
was getting ready to go to work. She drifted back into
sleep, relaxed and content, knowing that Chad still loved
her and wanted her. His semen was still sticky between her
inner thighs, and she rubbed them together in her half
awake, half-asleep dreaming. It was nice to screw
languorously, as if they were teenagers again, instead of so
long married and kind of in a rut with their sex lives.
She dreamed on, safe in the dark of their bedroom, the
curtains tightly drawn to keep out the light. She dreamed
of Chad caressing her body, of him pushing lightly and
sensuously against the cheeks of her ass. So hard, his
thing was, so nice and warm when she shifted her tail and
opened her thighs slightly so that he could slide it between
her buttocks and let it nestle in her pubic hair. His penis
lifted neatly against her vulva, the length of it along the
length of her labia, and she squirmed against it, hunching
her tail back against him.
Good, it was very good, and Betty was all soft and giving in
her sweet dreaming, tender and limp once the distended head
of the penis began to prod gently for the opening of her
vulva.
"Ummmm," she murmured aloud, sighed it between her pillows,
and the tender hands fondled the cheeks of her ass, cruised
up to her waist, one of them slipping under and the other
continuing higher until her left breast was in its palm.
The fingers teased her already erect nipple, tolling it
between them.. Betty said, "ummmm," again.
The knob of his rod pushed at the lips of her pussy, and
Betty felt the spongy thrill of it, wiggled to help it fit
inside. And suddenly it was sliding on up into her vagina,
very still, long and slim and lovely. One hand on her tit,
one on her belly, he pulled her ass to him, and ground his
penis deep, shoved it all the way home until Betty could
feel his testicles all silken-haired against her thighs.
Somehow, it was different than it had ever been, when they
made it together. There was a strange feel to his staff, a
hunger in it that she hadn't known for some years now. It
even seemed to reach farther up into her sheathing, even if
it wasn't as thick as she remembered.
His cock worked into her, eased back out almost to the
flanged head, thrust strongly back inside the clinging
softness of her cunt. Stroke and stroke and the head of it
churning, seeking, pushing; Betty moaned into the pillow,
muffling the sound so she wouldn't disturb anyone in the
other room.
Nicole was asleep in one bedroom, and her brother Danny in
the other; it wouldn't do for their two youngest children to
wake and listen to their parents screwing.
But-it was different, different, and even in Betty's dreams;
screwing Chad shouldn't be all that odd. His was the only
penis she had ever known; from the time he first put it to
her at sixteen until now. So she ought to recognize the
thrusting of it, should know the feel and length and heft of
the meaty staff. She had screwed it thousands of times.
Betty's eyes came open between her pillows, and the
seesawing movements of the cock within her vagina didn't
stop. Her clitoris was throbbing, stimulated again by the
satiny-hard passage of the stiff organ reaching in and out
of her quivering- pussy-again!
She wasn't asleep now, she was awake, and the hard cock was
doing a fine job in her fevered cunt, lunging and jamming.
The breath was panting hotly against the back of her neck
where her hair had fallen aside, and the hands held tightly,
desperately, to her body, held tit and belly. His pelvis
surged against the cheeks of her ass and he tried
frantically to bury his lurching prick impossibly deeper
into her steamy cleft.
"Chad?" She whispered. "Chad-did you come back for
seconds? You'll be late for work dear." Then the
voluptuous rhythm of the fucking really got to her, and her
clit thrummed madly as the sweet, hot feeling centered in
her lower cunt. Betty rolled her ass and reached down to
take the solid male balls in her hand, to caress them while
the swollen rod above hammered into her.
He fingers touched, recoiled and went stiff in shock. They
weren't her husband's balls!! But the prick pounding so
hungrily into her wetly responsive pussy was lifting her to
an orgasm, bringing her up and up while the good felling
spread from her clitoris to take in all her cunt, her
cervix, her belly, and swept hotly down to make her anus
draw tight in ecstasy.
"Coming!" The voice panted against her neck, but softly,
softly, "Oh-Ooohh! I'm coming!
Just as the first spurting of semen hurled itself wet and
hot and thick into her spasming pussy, Betty Maddox
recognized the whispering voice. She knew it as well as her
own, better maybe. But she didn't want to know it now; her
mind reeled even as her cunt drank thirstily of the man
juice that kept flooding into it. Her mind said oh no, oh
no! And her cunt said yes, yes, yes.
Betty's hand felt around, caught the wrist of the hand on
her tit, caught the other one on the hand that was fondling
down into her wet pussy where the length of that rigid cock
was still buried. She turned her head, hissed back over he
shoulder: "Danny! What are you-oh, what have you-how could
you-"
"Shhhh!" The murmur tickled into her ear. "Daddy's still
in the bathroom; hear the shower?"
Heart racing wildly, the pulse beating in her throat, Betty
heard the pelting of waster in the bath, only inches away
from her head through the wall-only inches from their
heads!
"Don't scream," Danny said as she clung numbly to his
wrists. "If you do, Daddy will kill me."
"But-" she whispered back, "but-but-"
Betty couldn't make the words, couldn't untrack herself .
She lay there in her bed, her own bed shared so long with
her husband, and she had Danny's thing up her. Her own son
had just screwed her, sneaked into bed and slipped his
young cock into her freshly fucked vulva while she lay in a
state of semi- awareness.
And while his father took a shower only inches away!
She tried to pull his hands away, and he burrowed his still
hard penis into her pussy, so that she could feel the oozing
of his semen as it worked out of her inflamed slot.
"Danny! I--- you-"
"Shhh," he murmured, "shhh, mother. Don't let him hear
you."
Oh no, she thought dazedly; it was an impossible, unimagined
thing, but the stark truth of it was not to be denied: her
son had his prick in her; her son had streamed a load of
come into her. He'd fucked his own mother-and she had
screwed him back, loving it!
But not when she knew it was Danny's penis. She hadn't
realized it was him; she thought it was he husband. She
did, she did!
"Please," Danny sighed into her ear, his staff flexing
within her flesh, "oh please, mom-don't freak out. Listen;
listen to me, please, please,"
She couldn't yell. If she did, Chad would come roaring into
the bedroom and find his son screwing his wife, Chad's wife!
He'd crush Danny, fling him into the walls. Chad had a
violent temper when he was aroused, and this-this would
make him crazy.
But she couldn't just lie there with her son's semen
leaking between he taut thighs. Oh lord, she thought---it
had been mixed with her husband's ejaculation. The idea
made her head swim, and the drumming of the shower in the
next room sounded like a thousand arrows coming down on a
tin roof. He hands fell limply from Danny's wrists.
Immediately, he dipped them into her crotch, cupping and
fingering her mound. "Oh, mom, mom-you don't know how I've
ached to get into you, to make love to you like this. Years
and years, trying to keep from getting a hard on whenever
you brushed my leg with yours, whenever I caught a peep
down your robe at those beautiful tits. Oh mother-I love
you, Love you!"
"You-you can't,' she said low and quiet, just as the shower
went off. "not love me like this-only as-a son should love
his mother."
A grunt came through the thin wall, and Betty pictured her
husband climbing out of the tub, hair tousled and body
dripping. He'd shave now, humming and whistling at the
mirror, If he even suspected that his wife had another
penis in her body- -
His lips touching her ear, his hot breath sending
involuntary ripples through her skin, Danny said: "I have
loved you like this. It's wonderful, great-crazy and wild
as I dreamed it might be. Oh mom, you have the loveliest
body, the greatest ass, and your big, firm tits.."
Her son began to move again, to slowly stroke again, and now
his fingertips massaged her pubic mound, penetrated into her
labia, touched her clitoris, and the combined sensations
were maddening.
IN the bathroom, her husband whistled the melody from an old
song, something from their young married days, and Betty
thought that she was going insane. She'd never dreamed of
this, never. Danny was tall and slim, handsome and of
course attractive, but for her to think of him sexually-
Ooohh, mom: your pussy is as hot and tight as a girl's.
It's better than any girl's pussy, mother, -- oh, oh, hot
and greasy and your cunt hair is so thick-"
He was feeding it to her again, stimulating her responses,
sliding and poking, so sweet and so tender, all
understanding and knowledgeable. At seventeen years old,
she thought, Danny Maddox is only seventeen years old, and
he' screwing his mother for the second time, with his
father only a few feet away in the next room.
She couldn't allow it to happen again. The first time, she
hadn't known who was doing it to her, but now she did, and
so it must not happen . IT was wrong and forbidden, and so
sinful that the act itself was only whispered about. It
was terrible--- and-and so, so thrilling. He was so young
and hard, so beautiful and he used his thing as if it was
an artist's brush and he was painting a masterpiece inside
her vagina.
The bathroom door opened and shut. Betty yanked the pillow
off her head so she could listen better as her husband's
footsteps moved down the hall, and she sighed in relief.
Then her breath hung in her throat; Chad had stopped. Now
he was turning back!
"Quick," she hissed, "get down, down---your father's
coming!"
Danny withdrew from her; she felt his hard prick slide out
of her vagina and rake between her thighs as she pushed him
down, rolling on her back to do so, shoving him away so
that he keeled down between the covers. There was not time
for anything else; Chad was opening the bedroom door.
Betty lifted he knees, held them bent so that they tented
the blankets, and she hoped that Chad wouldn't be able to
see well in the darkness of the bedroom, that he wouldn't
notice the lump under the covers she was doing her best to
hide.
"Hey-you awake?" Didn't mean to wake you up, doll. Forgot
my watch-it's over here on the dresser.."
Holding her breath, Betty watched the outline of him move to
the tall dresser, saw him fumble over the top, heard the
clink of metal. And she felt her son's breath warm and
tingling against her thigh; his head was right there
between her hip and knee.
"Go back to sleep," Chad said, and came to lean over her..
Eagerly, swiftly, she raised her arms and pulled his face
down to hers, kissing him open-mouthed and with the spice of
her fear on her tongue. Anything to keep him from
noticing, anything!
"Wow", Chad said, "You keep doing that, and I won't go to
work at all."
Betty let him go quickly, "Bet you're already running late."
Lightly, he kissed her again. This time, she kept her lips
closed and tried not to shiver as Danny breathed against her
skin beneath the blankets. Chad said, "okay for now. I'll
try to get home early."
"Fine," she said not trusting her voice.
He was gone the, closing the door softly behind himself,
trying to go softly down the hall so as not to awaken the
kids. The kids, she thought-one of them was still here in
bed with his mother, and he was certainly no child any
more. He was-he was tickling her thigh, kissing it!
Betty held herself still, kept silent until she hear the
front door click and the muffled sound of the car starting.
The she lifted the covers and aid down into the musky dark,
"you get out of this bed right this minute, Danny!" Your
father-oh lord, but that was the closest thing ever-"
"Yeah" Danny mumbled against her skin, "yeah, close-but
really exciting, hiding here from him with you helping me
out. It turns me on even more, and I'm already so horny
for you that I'm about to go off on the sheet."
"Danny Maddox! How-how dare you? Don't-on don't do that.
Get up; climb out of this bed this very instant-"
His hand cupped her cheeks, and his mouth found her upper
thigh; Danny worried her skin tenderly between his teeth.
"I dig it when you're being the big mama, discipline and
all. You love me, mom-that's why you didn't scream, and
why you kept hiding me form daddy when he walked in here."
"of-of course, I love you," she hissed, "you're my son and-
I-"
"Not like that, not only that way," he said, nipping her
flesh, feeling her ass, his hot breath reaching up and up to
stir the wet curls of her pubic hair. "This way, too,
Mother. You love me as a man, as a lover, and that's how I
want it, how I've always wanted it."
"Danny, we can't-"
"We can," he insisted. "We will. I've wanted to get my
prick into your gorgeous pussy since I was about twelve
years old. I've craved you, needed you so much I almost
went crazy. And this morning-I sneaked in to get one of
daddy's shirts before he woke up. And there the two of you
were, going at it, fucking each other while I stood in the
shadows and damned near exploded"
Betty wiggled, tried to ease her lower body away from her
son's grasp, but Danny only tightened his fingers and dug
them into the deep, soft flesh of her ass. She said: "But
he's supposed to do it to me; I'm his wife, and we're not
too old for it, and-you shouldn't have been in our
bedroom."
He blew into her pubic hair. Betty shivered, sucked in her
breath, tried to deny that the nipples were hardening on her
breasts. How long had it been since Chad had done that to
her? Too long, too many years and too much boredom in
between.
Danny said, his face much nearer her mound now, the shape of
his head rising bit by bit to poise above her crotch, "I
crawled around by the trunk and hid there until daddy got
up. I heard the noises his made in your pussy-this pussy;
I heard you whisper how much you like to fuck, and I had to
hold my own prick to keep it from splitting wide open."
"But Danny-please; you-you've done it to me we'll just
forget it ever happened."
"Forget it? No way, mom. I'm just getting started with
you. Like I said, I couldn't stand it any longer when daddy
climbed off you. I just had to try you on for size, or go
crazy. So I sneaked in the bed after he left, and I hoped
you'd be sleepy and think he'd come back, that it was his
prick instead of mine. At least, until I could get it into
this marvelous cunt. Then I hope like hell that you were
hot as you look and act, as hot as you sounded there with
daddy screwing you; I hoped that once I got started fucking
this pussy I've desired all my life-well, you didn't' yell.
You protected me. You dug being fucked by me, and we're
going to swing some more. How and every chance we get,
mother, -- my darling, hot cunt mother!"
Betty lay supine, shocked beyond belief. And before she
could react, before she could slap down at him and order him
from the bed he had soiled with his incestuous attack,
Danny's face dipped between her thighs and he lifted he
buttocks in both his strong young hand to hike her crotch
to his mouth.
"nn-nnooooo!" She moaned. "Oh Danny-no; please don't--
no; not me-not your own mother; Danny. Oh son, son-I'm your
mother, your mother-"
He groaned into he labia, his lips caressing those still
dewy lips, his face pressing down into the soft richness of
her already over stimulated mound. She felt the sweet pain
of his teeth, knew the darting of his hot tongue-
Her son-her only son-was going down on his mother. He was
licking into her sensitive cunt, and there was no way she
could possible stop him, except by screaming and waking up
little Nicole. That would ruin everything, frighten Danny's
sister out of her wits, bring down the wrath of Danny's
father.
His tongue pushed into her cunt lips, and he opened his
mouth to eat her, to suck upon her juices and those that
had mingled within her torrid cavity. Danny pulled he lips
into his own, and used his thick tongue like the thrusting
of a penis, passing it in and out of her puckered labia.
Stretching, his mouth, forcing it wide, he drew much of her
vulva into it, then with a groan, pushed it back out and
burrowed his mouth deeply into her spasming pussy.
His tongue found her clitoris. Danny curled his tongue
around her little nub of passion, then sucked it lightly and
lovingly between his teeth. The sensation was
indescribably; lights flashed behind Betty's eyes and her
mouth pumped for air. Somehow, her hands had strayed down
and gotten their fingers entangled into Danny's hair, into
his long, thick hair.
She couldn't hold back any longer. Biting her lip, shoving
down upon ; his head so that her clit worked over his teeth,
Betty began to roll her bell, to shift her ass in her son's
hands while he ate lustily of her cunt.
"You---you-oh, Danny!" she gasped "oh, do it to me,
darling! Eat me up-ahhh-oooh-I haven't had it this way in
so long-ahh, baby; oh yes, my darling baby, my son, my
lover-- love it for me, eat it for me-eat my pussy,
darling-- darling!"
Danny sucked her the. Air escaped with bubbling sounds from
his mouth as he sucked her cunt, drawing so violently upon
it that Betty thought she was turning inside out, and hoped
she was. He pulled her pussy with his teeth, sucked it
into his mouth, chewed upon the rubbery rapture of her
shuddering clitoris.
"I'm coming," she hissed down at her son. "oh, baby-I'm
coming, Mommy's coming!"
.................................................
CHAPTER 2
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She was liquid; she was soft and giving, and the melted core
of her body was warm, so warm. Oh lord, she thought; I've
been a terrible woman, doing something that cannot be
forgiven. I have fucked my own son.
Turning her face into the pillow, Betty shuddered. There
was some excuse-some minor rationalizing-over Danny
screwing her in ; that sneaky move. But after she'd hidden
him from his father, she should have ordered him from her
bed, slapped him, told him sternly that there'd be no more
of such an impossible situation.
Instead, she had allowed him to go down on her, to eat into
the vagina that still held both his semen and that of his
father. She twisted and squirmed upon his boyishly eager
mouth and hunched her cunt to him; she had begged her young
son to eat her pussy.
Oh lord, she thought-of my lord. If Chad ever finds out,
he'll kill us both; I know he will. He's big and jealous,
and he can be violent at times. If he ever somehow
discovered that his son was fucking his wife, he'd go out
of him mind with rage.
She sat up, and swinging her breasts reminded her that her
body was still aroused, that she had just gone through a sex
session which was the wildest and longest lasting of her
life. First Chad had screwed her, in one of his rare early
morning hungers then Danny fucked her from behind; then her
son sucked her pussy until she damned near fainted. And
Betty realized that only the noise of her daughter had
prevented him from topping he at least once more. When he
agreed to go out and fix his sister breakfast, his prick
had still be stiff as a broom handle, but far more
beautiful.
Betty touched the swollen nipples of her tits; Danny said he
loved those tits, that the sight of her ass turned him on,
and the touch of her pussy-well, that simply freaked him
out. He'd told her that he cunt was gorgeous, that I was
tighter and hotter than the cunts of the young girls he'd
been screwing.
Smiling to herself, Betty slid one hand down and rested it
upon the hairy black mound between her thighs. I was nice
to know that she could be a real sex symbol for someone
yet, that she could make a young and handsome male raise a
hard by the enticing roll of her ass and the lifting of her
tits. Even if the male was her own son.
She climbed out of bed, and her thighs kissed softly. She
stood awhile before her full length bedroom mirror, staring
at her newly awakened and freshly fucked body. Not since
she was sixteen years old, had she felt so thrilled;
blissful sensations were still rising and falling within
her vagina.
He had called her beautiful, and the mirror affirmed that at
least her body was yet firm and taut, that her breasts stood
high and the cheeks of her ass didn't sag, that her belly
was almost flat and that her skin was good. Betty preened
a bit before the mirror, sweeping back her long black hair
and staring from lowered lashes at the reflection of blue
eyes. Maybe not really beautiful, she thought, but still
attractive still sexy.
She found her robe and slippers, left her bedroom and went
into the bath. The room still smelled of Chad, of her
husband's soap and shaving lotion, and she winced again at
the almost palpable presence of him. The fever subsided
within her flesh, and she felt like a complete wanton, as
if she had betrayed Chad Maddox in the worst possible way.
Betty brushed her teeth and climbed hurriedly into the
shower. The glass doors were laced with droplets left from
her husband's shower, and she shivered, picturing his big
body in here with the water purling over it-while she and
his son were fucking beyond the wall.
Soaping down her own skin, she felt again its tremendous
sensitivity, the warm satiny texture of it. Danny, she
thought; her son Danny was so eager, so hungry to taste her
skin, to love every inch of her stimulated body. But of
course, they couldn't do it again. I was finished now,
over and done with, and from here on, she would do her
level best to eradicate the memory from her brain.
She rinsed in cold water and turned off the shower, to step
out onto the bath mat and towel her flesh vigorously. Betty
forced her mind to other things, to her daughter Nicole.
Little Nikki was small and sweet, and she would be shocked
into trauma if she even suspected an incestuous affair
between her brother and her mother.
And her older daughter, Linda; Betty found it difficult to
believe that Linda had already been married for two years,
and was now a well adjusted housewife, all of twenty-one
years old. Linda would go up the all in outrage, if she
learned of her mother and her younger brother clandestinely
sharing illegal and immoral sex.
But such thrilling sex. Betty wrapped the towel about her
waist and stepped to the sink. How many times had she come?
Once with Chad, at least twice with Danny, and maybe even
more. She'd gotten too dizzy to count, knowing only that
great surges of feeling were thundering over her clitoris
and through her pussy.
She wondered just how long her son had been screwing, where
he head leaned his cunnilingus technique, what girl had been
the first to feel his rigidly yearning young penis. Betty
knew a tiny bite of jealousy at the idea, and wished
somehow that she could have been the woman to instruct her
son in the ways of the flesh. But of course, she would
never have even thought of such a thing. And she had
better stop dwelling on the idea now.
She had to be strong, to cut this insane affair off before
it grew any bigger, and deeper. She had to stand firm and
deny any hint of physical familiarity with Danny. Sooner
or later, if they came together again-even if it was only
once or twice, to slake their thirst for each other's newly
discovered bodies-- there would be the chance of their
being found out, exposed.
Betty rubbed cleansing cream into her face and massaged the
skin under her eyes, at their corners, then around her
mouth. Danny thought she was sensual and beautiful, that
she was the best fuck he had ever know. His father didn't
say things like that anymore; Chad only screwed her once or
twice a week and then it was more like a habit or a duty.
He must have had an erotic dream this morning, and come
awake with a hard on, and she'd been right there for him to
stick it into.
But that worked out wonderfully, for Danny had come in to
swipe one of his daddy's shirt and seen them screwing. The
sight had made him so hot that he couldn't hold out any
longer, turned him on so much he'd made the desperate
gamble with her, hoping he could fuck his mother and that
she wouldn't expose him.
Wiping her face, Betty began to fix her eyes, touching up
the dark lashes, seeing a new life swirling within their
dark blue depths, a new ardor that trembled upon her mouth.
She stared, wondering what her reaction would be, the nest
time her husband laid her. Would she be guilty, could she
respond favorable, would she turn cold?
She added a touch of pale lipstick and a dab of powder, then
applied the powder-puff and talcum liberally all over her
body. Wouldn't it be awful, she thought, if Danny had
screwed her before the Pill had been invented? She was
reaching for her robe, the towel still draped across her
hips, when the bathroom door swung open and Danny stepped
inside.
He shut the door behind him. "Wow", he breathed, "now I can
get a real good look at you, mom. Those big tits are the
greatest!"
"Get---get out," Betty said, drawing the robe up to her
breasts, covering them. "Your sister is-"
"Nikki's long gone," he said. "I gave her a quarter and she
took off for her friend's house, . She'll be gone most of
the day."
Betty swallowed, tried to make her voice firm. "Please let
me get dressed, Danny. Then we'll sit out in the kitchen
and have a talk about-well, about what happened
accidentally, and-"
He grinned at her, his smile big and bright, his blue eyes
dancing. Danny was wearing only his summer shorts, no
shirt, no shoes, and Betty could see a bulge in front of
the little pants. Surely, he couldn't still be having an
erection, she thought.
Danny said, "I like it fine in here. You know, when nobody
else was home, and I knew you were taking a shower, I'd
sneak up here and peek through the wall in my room. I
drilled little hole in it a long time ago, and I never
could see much at once, but sometimes I'd catch a glimpse
of your tits, or see that beautiful black hair around your
pussy, or maybe I'd see you swinging that nicely rounded
ass when you walked to the shower. Then I'd jack off,
hoping to see you do the same, hoping maybe that dad would
go into the bathroom and put the meat to you, so I could
see how crazy you were when you got fucked."
"D-don't talk to me like that," she said, moistening her
lips with the tip of her tongue. "Its' not right and it's
not nice, and I don't want to hear you saying things like
that to-- to your own mother."
He took a step toward her, his right hand running up and
down over the swelling in his shorts. So golden, she
thought, so handsome and slim-hipped; all the little girls
must go insane over him.
"Sure, you want to hear it," he said. "You like the sound
of the dirty words, because you're the hottest piece of ass
going. You're all sexed up right now, watching me handle
my prick, and you know damned good and well that I'm going
to fuck you again, mother. Right here and right now, I'm
going to stick this hard cock back into that gorgeous cunt
and fuck you until I can't get it up any more."
Betty tried again: "But you can't. You can't!! I don't
want to-I won't allow-"
Danny dropped his shorts. His prick leaped out at her, long
and solid, stiff and tipped in lavender. The little veins
were blue in the staff, and the brown hair curled thickly
in his crotch, curly and abundant over his young balls.
There was a shiny drop of fluid upon the blunt end, a
liquid gem of pre-seminal oil that glistened upon the
throbbing glans.
"Here it is, mother," he said. "This is what you had
earlier, and what you want right now. And I want to stick
it in you, to climb in between your lovely thighs and work
the head of my cock around in all that deep black pussy
hair. I want you lying there on your back with your thighs
opened and when I get it buried to the balls inside your
hot, juicy cunt, I want to feel your long, fine legs curl
up around my back-the way you do it when dad climbs on
you."
The mention of her husband shook Betty. She said, "Oh no;
no, I won't do it. I won't let you-"
But he stepped close and took her wrists. The robe slipped
away and left her breasts exposed, trembling, their nipples
going hard. Danny didn't touch them yet.
Instead, he drew her hand down and placed it upon his prick.
Betty trembled from head to foot, and her breath rasped
dryly in her throat. Instinctively, her fingers closed
around the hard young rod, clinched themselves adoringly
around the stiff boyish cock, and the rapture of its hotly
pulsing maleness turned her weak. She clung to his penis
for support, and somehow his face was lowered to her
breasts, somehow his breath was tickling warmly over their
quaking mounds.
"That's right, darling," he said. " Darling, passionate
mother; hold onto my prick while I kiss these terrific
tits."
Her son's tongue licked out over one of her nipples, and a
stab of delight lanced into her. His mouth closed over the
vibrant tip and she flinched; she tightened her grip upon
his prick and leaned into him for support because her knees
were turning rubbery.
Together, they sank to the floor, and she was supine beneath
his slim, muscular body. There was no hair on his chest and
non up his belly, but it was concentrated in generous
clustering at Danny's crotch. It gelt so thrilling to be
under him, to have his prick in her hand and pinned between
their bellies.
He sucked her nipple, licked over it, but tenderly upon it
until she squirmed. He said wetly around her tit: "I sucked
these when I was a baby. I got fed through this nipple, and
now it turns me on; now it makes me want to eat you all
over."
"Danny," she gasped, "oh my darling son!"
"But I need to fuck you first," he said, and suddenly his
glans was settling into the damp hairs of her vulva, feeling
it eager way into the quivering receptiveness of her humid
labia. Spongy, yet hard; giving, but insistent-her son's
cock pushed against the entrance to her vagina and slowly
moved inside.
"Oh, yeah," he panted into her throat. "Oh man-that's so
hot and slippery inside. It's still got some of my come in
it, and some of dad's too. Wow-what a wild pussy, and your
ass is so soft, and your legs-oh mom-oh mother-I love you,
Love you.!"
And with this his prick slipping strong and hard up inside
the confines of her only cunt, Betty Maddox was once more in
control. Danny was once again her little boy, and she was
teaching him something; she was in her wisdom instructing
her baby boy in a new knowledge.
"I love you, too, darling," she said, and rolled the cheeks
of her ass to fit his cock even more snugly and securely
into her motherly vagina. His superb young balls nestled
into the crack of her ass, and she wished she could swallow
them up with her cunt, and with her asshole, that she could
fit all of this beautiful by back into the genes of her
body and give birth to him all over again.
"Fuck your mother deep, baby," she said, stroking his hair.
"Fuck me strong and deep and forever. Come in your mother's
loving pussy."
"Yes, mom," Danny panted, and lunged his long rod into her
vagina, pulled it back and hammered it home once more. It
was longer than his father's penis, she though; Danny's
cock wasn't as thick as Chad's, but it was considerably
longer. She could feel the head of it knocking at her
cervix.
Betty heaved her pelvis against him, met her son's prick
stroke for stroke, and when she wrapped her arms around his
smooth shoulders, his mouth hungrily sought hers. He had
dipped this finely chiseled pair of lips into her cunt; he
had used this mouth to suck the flowing juices from his
mother's pussy, and Betty had a sudden wild desire to taste
the flavors of her own vagina, but it was too late. Some
time soon, she thought; she could let herself go in bitch
abandon and do all the dirty things she had always craved
to do.
His tongue darted inside her lips and her teeth raked over
his teeth; she knew the thrill of his tongue, the wet
seeking that only her adoring mouth could assist. As his
cock thrust strongly into her clenching, surging pussy, his
tongue followed suit inside her mouth. Danny matched the
movements of his tongue with the actions of his prick,
timing both rhythms in a sensual, a lascivious beat that
drove her insane.
Betty bucked under her son's pelvis, rode her son's
hammering staff and hunched to get another inch inside her
if she possibly could. Her legs thrashed, and she
remembered that he had asked to have her legs around him,
so she lifted her feet and curled her legs around his
waist. Her heels just naturally seemed to fit into the
sweaty, busy crack of his ass, and Betty locked her lower
body to his as he fucked harder and faster.
Danny's cock became a battering ram that shook her with each
powerful blow; her tits bounced when the head of it slammed
home; her ass shook when his balls slapped against her hole.
"Mom, mom!" he cried. "I'm coming-I'm coming!"
He drove his meat down into her upthrusting cunt, and she
churned it up and around the rod as she felt the head of it
flex. Danny let go inside his mother's flaming pussy, and
she knew the searing blast of his semen. Her son's come
burst forth against the womb that had once carried him, and
Betty felt the splash of its wet, sticky wonder as it
flooded the walls of her vagina and filled the steamy
cavity to its brim.
"Oh, my lover," she said, clamping him even tighter between
her legs, digging her heels into the back of his knees. "Oh
my sweet darling! Pump it into me, Danny; squirt your
mother's cunt full of that teenage come! Just hold it
stiff in me,- sweetheart-and I'' roll my pussy around it.
I'll hump up on its lovely rod and-ah yes, yes, yes! 'm
coming, too! Oh my love, I'm riding your marvelous prick
and feeling your hot come in my cunt, and I'm COMING!"
The enchanted violence ruptured within her, radiating from
the tuning- fork quivering her clitoris to encompass her
vagina, her womb, her labia, her asshole. Slowly,
lovingly, her legs came sliding down his hips, making every
inch a caress along his tense thighs and down the feathery
calves of his slender legs until she was lying flat again.
"Am I hurting you, Mother? My weight on top of you like
this, I mean?"
"Oh no," she murmured into the clean scent of his hair.
"No, my darling, I love your body on mine."
And to prove it, she brought her legs together, sliding her
calves under his and closing her thighs to hold his
incomparable prick trapped within the hot glove of her
cunt. Betty pillowed her son's face in the curve of her
throat and held him near, feeling her tits move against his
smooth chest as she breathed.
It was perfection for her, the adoring son and the loving
mother blended in matchless intimacy, their juices mixing,
their skin and flesh and oils together in the closest
possible coupling. He needed her again, perhaps even more
than he had needed her when he was a baby. She thought
she'd lost him to his too-swift manhood. , but now he was
back with her, craving her comfort and the warmth she could
give him.
It wasn't bad, Betty told herself; something so wondrous
couldn't possibly be bad or evil. IT was the purest kind of
love, the filial instinct and the maternal protection
wrapped one in the other. It was so beautiful that she
wanted to cling to him for all time; she couldn't want
anything else. Now he was embryo and child; he was son and
boy and husband and lover and prick and semen, the circle
of life completed.
She lay on the floor of the bathroom, her only son atop- her
body with his young cock still balls deep inside her pussy,
her labia tight upon the round, slim staff, a warm overflow
of their mixed juices seeping ever so lightly into the
compressed crack of her ass.
And Betty Maddox knew that this was only a beginning, that
from now they would go on and on to explore each other's
bodies, to seek and find all the forbidden delights that
incestuous flesh could offer.
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Chapter 3
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Nikki came home early, and Betty barely untangled from her
son in time to dash for her bedroom and get dressed. They
heard the door slam downstairs, and for one startled
moment, Betty thought that he husband was coming in, that
Chad had somehow dropped in from the office and would catch
his son and his wife clinging naked to each other in the
bathroom.
"Later, Mom," Danny said, and got into his shorts to go
calmly and casually down the stairwell to see who it was.
It was almost fifteen minutes later when Betty got herself
together and stepped weak-kneed down the carpeted stairs to
join her son and daughter, limp with relief when she heard
Nikki's voice there instead of Chad's
Shakily, she made lunch, hardly realizing what she was
putting into the sandwiches, barely listening to Nikki's
running account of how her friend Sally had this poison oak
from camp and had to go to the doctor today.
Chad, she thought it could just as easily have been her
husband dropping in unexpectedly. He did that sometimes.
And he often came bounding up the stairs with some bit of
news. If he'd done that this time, he'd have found Danny
putting the prick to his son's mother, found his son with
his cock buried in his wife's cunt.
"Wow, mom," Nikki said, "but you look great, Difference,
like."
Did it show, Betty wondered. Could somebody just look at
her and tell she had just come from committing incest with
her boy? Maybe it was stamped on her face like some
horrible mark of betrayal.
I know what it is," her daughter said brightly. "It's your
hair; you're wearing it loose down your back. You ought to
keep it like that, mom-real groovy."
Betty relaxed, and her son grinned across the table at her.
She found it difficult to meet his eyes, and was certain
that she blushed too often for comfort. She had done it,
or rather, it had been done to her, at least the first
time. But she had actually screwed Danny and reveled in
her wanton behavior; Betty couldn't quite believe it.
Watching her young daughter, she knew a stab of shame, and
the usual appreciation of the girl's fresh and elfin beauty.
Nicole was a lovely little doll, and would soon be grown to
womanhood. Physically, Nikki was already a female, and no
doubt boys were already besieging her.
Blinking and turning her face away, Betty wondered how on
earth she could eve bring herself to discipline her child
for staying out late, or possibly letting some eager boy
paw her sweet young body when he brought her home from a
date. biting her lip, Betty thought that the child might
have already-that Nikki could possibly have-but no; just
because her brother was so sexually advanced for his age
didn't mean that the girl wasn't still virgin.
She looked up and Danny winked at her. Betty flushed again
and took a long swallow of her soft drink. There was just a
touch of arrogance to Danny's look now, a shade of certainty
and a glimmering of the conquering male. He had the right
to be pleased, she admitted; he had gambled and won.
But if Betty continued to take chances with him, she could
lose everything. She loved her husband; yes-she really
loved Chad and was comfortable with him. Like an old shoe
is comfortable? She looked into her glass where ice cubes
accused her. No, not like that; they had enjoyed a lot of
good, exciting sex together, right from the time when he
had married her at sixteen, right from the time when he had
married her at sixteen. It was just that lately, as the
years kept whipping by with frightening speed-they kind of
got bored with each other. It was the sameness, she
thought, the habit patterns.
She sat bolt upright. Had Chad ever taken a mistress? He
was a tall and handsome guy, and it stood to reason that
other women looked at him and wondered how he would be in
bed, if he could screw with love and excitement. Had her
husband been fucking some other woman-or women-for some
time now? Maybe that's why he had cooled toward her.
He'd put it to her only this morning, she thought, and felt
ashamed for rationalizing her own guilt, for projecting her
own sins upon poor Chad. Even if he had been playing
around, it wasn't with his own daughter. Even if he was
screwing somebody else, the girl wasn't Linda or Nikki, and
infidelity wasn't the same as incest. Not by a long shot.
"Good, mom," Danny said, and she focused upon his face with
some surprise. He said, "Great sandwiches. Anything we can
do to help you around the house this afternoon?"
"Hey," Nikki said, getting quickly up from the table.
"Speak for yourself. I have to get over to the pool. I
mean, all the kids were talking about going swimming today
and-"
"Go ahead," Danny said. "I'll give mom a hand."
"Good," Nikki said, and hurried from the kitchen and from
the house.
The front door slammed after her.
Danny said, "We' alone again."
"Now look," Betty said, "don't start anything else, Danny
Maddox. Do you understand? That could just as easily have
been your father coming into the house unexpectedly, and
what then?"
"The same thing." he said, rising from the table. "Only a
lot safer; like this time we make it in my room, on my bed.
Dad never comes in there."
She stared at him. "I-you mean that you still-that you
haven't had enough sex for the day? That even if I-"
He patted the front of his shorts. "I watch you and think
of that marvelous hot pussy, and I get a hard on. I see
you move your ass and see your big tits jiggle and know
it's worse for me, in one way. I mean, I get so hot to
fuck you again that I can't wait to be alone with you.
Before, when I only dreamed about how your cunt would feel,
when I only imagined how soft and wet and wonderful it
would be for me in your hairy box, my prick in there where
dad is always sticking his-well, that was torture, all
right. But now I know how fabulous your cunt is, how it
feels and tastes, and now I know how you love to be fucked
by me, and I'm going to get all that crazy ass I can.
When he talked to her that way, she melted in side. She
looked at the growing lump in his shorts and knew that all
Danny would have to do was touch her wit it, and she'd come
apart. She was turning into some kind of sex maniac, going
into heat when he said anything about sex. Already to day-
just today? - - she had been screwed three times and sucked
once.
Betty glanced at the kitchen clock; it was only three p. m.
They had time for a long, loving session before Chad came
home at six or so. Maybe Nikki would come back before
then, but that wasn't certain. She sat hesitating until
her son came around the table and leaned down to kiss her
lips. So soft and young and sweet his mouth was. His hand
on her upper arm, she got up and said, " your room, then"
At the stairs, he had her go first, so that he could follow
behind and stroke the cheeks of her ass. When she got into
the upper halls, her breasts were rising and falling with
such urgency that it didn't seem possible she had already
reached orgasm so many time today. It was almost as if she
was a virgin bride, going to Chad for her initial screwing.
Chad had been gentle and understanding. He had taken her
cherry with a worshipful kind of tenderness, and she had
always loved her husband for that consideration.
At her son's bedroom door, she turned and said, "I-I love
your father, you know."
"Sure," Danny answered. "Sure, you do. I love him, too.
But I love his wife's pussy more, my mother's rich and wild
pussy."
They were inside, and he took her to his narrow bed and
pushed her gently down upon it to strip away her robe and
leave her naked to his gaze once more; Betty shivered at
the touch of his hands.
He was standing before her, his feet still planted firmly
upon the floor, and the intriguingly shaped head of his
prick was close to her face. Betty stared at it in
fascination, and moved her gaze down the length of the
shaft to the luxuriantly haired balls that had already
manufactured so much lovely semen to be jetted into her
vagina.
Danny said softly, "Have you ever gone down on dad?"
Betty clamped her thighs together. "I-why do you want to
know?"
"Don't be embarrassed, mother. I've eaten your cunt, and
I'll do it again, and I think that oral sex is the greatest.
Have you ever eaten my father's prick?"
She turned her face away from him. "Not-not really. I--
well, I kissed it a few times, when we were first married,
but he was-Chad always seemed anxious to take it away from
my lips- -- and put it into my vulva."
"Eat me, mom," he said then. "Take my cock into your pretty
mouth and eat it-"
She trembled. "I don't know if I can. I mean, I never did-
it-"
"Not ever to any other guy?" her son asked.
She whirled on the bed, angry at him. "Of course not! I--
I've never had another man even touch me, except-you."
Danny put his hands upon her head as she braced it upon her
palm. He moved closer, prodding at her, offering the
glowing head of his prick, and she could not refuse it. It
was lovely, and she wasn't afraid of it. She fought down
the barricades that had always been erected in her mind,
remembering that Chad had gone down on her many times when
they were young, knowing that this beautiful son of theirs
had performed masterful job of cunnilingus upon her
already. It was only that she had never taken a penis into
her own mouth, and wasn't at all certain how to go about
it.
Her son moved again, and she felt the faint stickiness of
the- pre-seminal fluid upon the tip of his glans. Betty
kissed the little mouth and tasted the musk, the vague
saltiness of the juice, and found it good. Pursing her
lips, she opened them and allowed the head of Danny's prick
to slide inside them.
"Oh mom," he breathed, and she stared at the curling hairs,
the rich, light chocolate brown pubic hairs that made a
beguiling vee around the base of his cock. "Oh, mom-just
lick it and bit it, and then suck my prick until I come.!"
Betty reached her left hand out and turned the palm up to
cup her son's balls. The head of his cock was past her
teeth now, and he was urging it even further. She touched
the tip of her tongue into the sticky little slot and
curled it around the shaping of the glans itself.
Excitement raced roaring through her mind and turned on
every sensual switch in her body. She wanted this penis-
wanted it wit a maddening need she could not understand
just then.
Gulping, Betty pulled Danny's strong, hard prick far into
her mouth, drawing it across her tongue and sliding it
along the velvet of her mouth's roof. The head choked her
throat, and she had to pull back a little, but she began to
suck lustily upon it, eating prick for the first time in
her life.
And it was good, good to feel the squirming of her crotch,
to know the movement of his balls within her hand, to taste
his cock and his eagerness. Betty let go his balls and put
her hand upon the modeled cheek of his ass, urging him to
her as she lowered her head to the pillow.
Without taking his delectable cock from her lips, Danny
climbed upon the bed with her, swinging one knee across her
chest so that he could sit lightly upon her body, her tits
flattened by the cheeks of his ass. She caressed those
downy cheeks as she sucked hungrily upon her son's wet
prick, and reveled in the intimate closeness of his
testicles upon her chin.
Danny fondled her face with his fingertips, petted her
cheeks as the suction indented them, ran his thumbs
tenderly over her eyelids. "Wow, mom-I didn't have to tell
you anything. You're a natural cocksucker, and you're
giving great head. Man- oh man, man! I've always wanted
you to eat my prick, too. I nearly freaked out, thinking
about how I'd stroke my cock into your hot mouth like this,
how your tits would feel under my ass- oh mother,
mother!!"
She gnawed upon his staff, sucked his head and let go to
tickle it with her tongue, and Betty found that the longer
she worked upon her son's penis, the farther she could take
it into her throat, where it seemed to thrill him more.
Digging her fingernails into his taut and thrusting
buttocks, Betty pulled him deeper into her mouth, biting
and licking and sucking.
He mind was spinning hotly, and she was panting for breath
in the exertions of sucking off her boy, and even though
she dimly realized that she would soon experience the
ejaculation of his semen into her mouth, Betty didn't
attempt to withdraw. She loved it too much; the feel and
flavor, the movement and ardor of her son's prick was so
exciting. Writhing, rubbing her thighs together, her
fingers digging into the cleft of his young ass, Betty ate
and sucked, pulled and licked, and when she felt him
stiffening out, when she heard him gasping she began to
siphon upon his cock with all the suctioning power she could
muster.
"Mom-Mom! I'm going to let it go into your throat!! I'm
coming, mother-I'm shooting off inside your mouth-oh suck
me, suck me!"
Danny caught her head between his hands and shoved his hard
prick to the balls inside her mouth. She felt the spongy
head of it flex, felt it expand, knew the marvelous
sensation of the hot, thick spurting of her son's come as
it drenched her throat and filled her mouth. It lay creamy
and musky upon her tongue, and oyster-like along the roof
of her mouth.
Clinging to his ass, Betty swallowed the juicy stuff, drank
down the luscious and foamy liquids that came from the balls
that were heaving against her face. She continued to suck
the head of his prick, her throat gulping convulsively as
his come lessened in its spurts.
"Great, mom, " he moaned, rubbing his crotch into her chin.
"Oh, you're wonderful-you're terrific! I love you-your tits
and your ass and your cunt, and I love your hot mouth, too!"
"Ummm," she said, around his exquisite penis, and sucked it
until it was dry, fondling the cheeks of his ass all the
while. There was a potent heat built up within her cunt,
and she felt steamy between her thighs, felt the fiery need
pulsing there and thought she might reach orgasm herself,
without anything ever having touched her pussy.
Danny pulled his penis slowly from her mouth, and pushed his
knees back so he could lie on top of her body. Betty ground
her wet mound into the hard length of his cock and rubbed
her tits across his chest. He placed his mouth upon hers,
ran his tongue into her lips and felt around the interior
of her mouth. She knew what he was doing, realized that he
was seeking the spices of his own semen in the residual
flavors left within her cheeks.
She reached frantically for his cock, caught it and tried to
insert it into her quivering vulva. Danny resisted, but she
got the head of it into her slippery labia and wiggled
violently to seat his penis into the yearning cavity of her
vagina.
"Oh lord, oh Lord!" she panted huskily. "I'm so hot so
hot! I need you, darling-I need your hard young prick! Oh
stick it to you mother, darling-fuck you mommy, fuck,
fuck!!"
He fed it up into her sheath, and the first sliding of the
velvet rod across her clit made her heave and fall back, her
heart pounding wildly.
Danny said, "I wanted to eat your pussy, first, but if
you've got to have it, if you have to be fucked right away-
"
"Yes-oh yes!" she cried out, bucking beneath his pelvis,
riding upward over his stiff cock and making his balls touch
the crack of her seesawing ass. " I can't stand not having
your prick now-in men, in your mother-screw your mom,
Danny! Ram your hard young cock up into your mother's
cunt! Deep-- deeper! Screw me faster, darling-I'm about
to come-to come- oh OH!"
She shuddered in the strong explosion of her climax, moaned
and ripped at his beautiful naked back with clawed fingers
and pumped her cunt frantically on his rod. Wonderful-
enchanted-- crazy! All these things and much, much more;
somehow brutal and somehow tender, and to be fucked by her
son was the best possible fucking by anyone.
But Danny hadn't come again; there simply hadn't been time
for him to build up another ejaculation since the
magnificent one he'd just loosed within her throat. She
relaxed under him, her ass going slack, her eyes closing in
the gratified warmness of her completion.
He wouldn't allow her to remain quiet, to drift into sleep.
He son withdrew from her cunt, pulled his still hard cock
from the jealous gripping of her pussy and lifted his body
from between her legs gone limp and weak.
Danny lay beside her for only a few moments, his hands
playing into the dripping hairs of her mound, drawing the
slimy juices up into the playful patterns across the skin
of her lower belly. Everything he did to her, every move,
each touch- everything was stimulating.
He pushed one hand beneath the small of her back, worked his
forearm under her body and lifted her bodily, turning her
belly over to his. His other hand pushed her upright, and
Danny worked her knees so that one was on each side of him
as he lay upon his back.
"This way, mother," he said. "Sit on my belly and let me
feel your wet pussy against my skin. I want to just feel
you all over, your beautiful thighs, the lovely cheeks of
your ass, to run my hands over your slippery belly like
this-oh wow, wow!"
She smiled down at him. "do anything you want to me, my
darling. Do everything to me. I'm yours now-every inch of
my body is yours, my handsome son: my legs and my breasts;
my belly and ass and my pussy. You're my son and my
master; you're my lover and husband."
"Your husband," he said, caressing her thighs, moving
sinuously against her humid mound. "Your husband is my
father, and he stuck his fat prick into this gorgeous cunt
and fucked it until he packed you full of his come. One
sperm got into your womb and made me. It's his cunt, but
now it's also mine. I came out of it, and now I come into
it, and if I could I'd crawl all the way up into this hot
and glorious cunt and curl up there again."
Betty said, trembling, "You-you drive me crazy, talking
that way."
Danny took he ass in both hands and lifted her up, moved her
mound from his belly to his chest. "But you love it."
"I love it," she said.
"Does he ever talk like that to you?"
"No, she said, "your father is kind of conventional about
sex."
Danny stroked her ass, rolled his upper body so that his
chest ground across her labia. "But he screws you pretty
good; I saw some of that this morning."
"He-he screws me all right," she said. "I mean, I thought
it was perfect until you did it with me. but that doesn't
mean I don't love your daddy; it doesn't mean that I don't
come with him; I do."
He son lifted her again, slid her pussy close to his face.
He said, "Of course you do, but we're turned on to each
other now, and we'll keep fucking."
"Of course," she said, shivering at the tingle of his hot
breath in her pubic hair.
"Just inch on up," he said, "and sit down on my face. Just
lower that fabulous pussy right down over my mouth, and I'll
eat you until you say enough, or faint, or something."
Betty stared down at his intent face, at his parted lips
where the tip of his red tongue showed. Obediently she
knelt above his head, and with some trepidation, lowered
her crotch gently down to his mouth.
Danny's hands caught her thighs and pulled her snugly to
him. She flinched when the heat of his mouth touched her
labia, quivered as his tongue lapped along the eager slot
of her vulva. Then that tongue slid into her vagina,
inflamed her clitoris and spread its tantalizing caresses
throughout her feverish notch.
Straddling his face, Betty pressed her inner thighs closely
about her son's head and began to rock back and forth upon
the furnace of his mouth. He teeth pressed her cunt lips,
raked gently into the entrance to her vagina. Then Danny
had her clitoris, but he wouldn't tease it for more than a
few seconds at a time.
It was as if he was actually devouring her pussy. He even
used his hands to squeeze the lips outward so that he could
suck it like an orange, pulling its succulent juices into
his mouth and letting them run down his throat. His tongue
was constantly moving, moving; it lapped into her hot and
dewy well, licked up to the clit, withdrew to slide fondly
in and out of the trembling labia.
Betty ground it into this mouth, putting more pressure as
she became less afraid of hurting him. She wiggled her ass
and hunched her pelvis, and felt like a wanton, gelt
gloriously debauched, and the tingling that warned of her
orgasm was fast approaching.
So she put one hand up on her son's forehead and leaned
back, reached back with the other hand to capture the
charming stiffness of his penis. She worked her fingers up
and down on his prick, and worked her pussy into his face,
using the most lewd fucking motions, and the thrills leaped
along her belly and caused her entire cunt to contract.
"Oh-Oh-Danny! Oh my love, my darling son! Mother's
coming, coming-oh, Danny-eat your mommy's pussy! Make me
come and come and never stop!"
He moaned into her rippling cunt and Betty's head lashed
back, then forward and she had to let go his cock. She
melted, collapsed, and her son eased her over onto her
side, still kissing her vulva.
Chapter 4
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Dinner was a disaster, but Chad didn't seem to notice, and
neither did little Nicole. Betty was on edge, fumbling her
silverware, pushing food around on her plate. She avoided
looking at her son as much as possible, and when her husband
said something to her, she either talked too much or missed
his meaning.
Lord, she thought; ;she was tired. It was a good kind of
weariness, but she felt as is she could just lie down on the
rug and sleep for at least a week. There had been so much
intense living compressed into the past few hours, and so
much uprooting of all her former morals, those standards
she had thought so firmly entrenched.
Guiltily, she chanced a look at her husband through lowered
lashes, but Chad was busy with his desert, and she couldn't
remember serving it. She had been laid by him only this
morning, screwed once by her lawful wedded husband. Then
his son had fucked her several times, and gone down on her,
and she had eaten the boy's penis. It was fantastic, some
creation our of Arabian Nights, and she wanted to think it
had really been a dream.
But her tired body told her the truth, and her over
stimulated tissues reminded her that she had been swept to
fabulous heights of passion and fulfillment. But in incest,
she thought; in taboo rites with her own blood. If Chad
knew---he would beat her senseless, and Danny, too. Then
he would probably throw both of them out into the street
and file for divorce.
Betty shivered; Chad could ruin her in a courtroom, and
there d be no question of his custody of Nikki. Her older
daughter, Betty thought: oh good lord, Linda; what would
she think of a mother who had been caught screwing Linda's
seventeen year old brother?
"Got a chill, dear? Chad's voice was solicitous.
She blinked at him. "What? Oh-oh no; just the sherbet, I
guess.
He stood up. "Come on, Betty. You seem a little pale, and
I think it would do us both good to hit the bed early for a
change. The kids have just volunteered to run the
dishwasher."
"Did we?" Nikki asked, tilting her elfin face to one side.
"I didn't hear me."
"Come on, Nikki, " Danny said. "Mom deserves a break."
Chad stared at them and reached for her arm. "Nikki seems
normal, but Danny must have caught the germ, whatever it
is."
Danny shrugged. "It just seems to me that mom should get a
little more help from us all. Good night, mother; see you
tomorrow, when you're feeling better. In the morning."
She didn't dare look at him. In the morning, he said,
making it plain that he would be eager for her body the,
and ready to make lover to her once more. The boy was
insatiable, she thought, and felt a tiny lift of arousal
because he craved her fucking so much, when he could
instead be out sticking that lovely meat to any number of
young and willing girls.
Meekly, she walked ahead of Chad, climbing the stairs. She
jumped when he touched her butt, and he laughed behind her.
Oh no, she hoped; not from him again so soon; not tonight,
after she had been so thoroughly and almost continually
screwed by her son all day long. Beside, she didn't know
how she was going to react to her husband's sexual
advances; she might very well crumble and confess all to
him, or simply fly into a fine case of hysterics.
Would Chad know? Could he tell? Maybe her vagina had been
loosened by so much intercourse, or maybe she had run out of
lubrication for it. If her vagina stayed dry inside, was
that a sign that she had been doing too much screwing?
In their bedroom, she caught up her robe and slippers. "A
bath," she mumbled, "need a quick bath, dear."
"Sure," he said, his face puzzled as he sat on the edge of
their bed to take off his shoes.
Their bed; the same bed where Danny Maddox had sneaked his
first piece of ass from his mother, making her believe in
her warm drowsiness that Chad had returned to fuck her some
more. That bed would never be the same for her now. And
neither would Danny's room, or the bathroom she was going
into. There were only three or four more rooms where she
hadn't screwed her son, and after them, the entire house
would be contaminated by their forbidden copulations.
She stood on the bathmat and stared down at it. Right
there, she had spread her thighs for him, and he had wanted
to fuck her the same way his daddy did it, on top and with
her long legs thrown passionately around him.
Betty took a long time in her bath, letting the hot water
soak into her flesh, soaping her body over and over again.
Through the wall in her bedroom, she heard the small radio
going, and knew that Chad hadn't fallen asleep, as she'd
hoped he would. She dried carefully and took a cleansing
douche, talcumed herself out of habit and put her robe back
on. The, because there was not other way to delay the
move, she went back into the bedroom and climbed into the
bed with Chad.
"Damn," he said, "I thought you were going to take forever."
"Sorry," she said, and put her back to him.
"Hey," he aid, and kissed the back of her neck, nuzzling
into the tender skin there and the soft curling of her nape
hair. His hands slid around her and cupped her breasts.
This was the moment of truth, Betty thought; this was the
time when she would know, and she caught her breath, held it
to find out her reaction. Her nipples stiffened as Chad
rolled them between his fingers, and it seemed as if her
entire breasts swelled. Not cold, she thought, but
suddenly warm again-not withdrawn, but responding swiftly
and with such a wave of lust that she was surprised by it,
and checked the involuntary movement of her ass.
"That's more like it, " he breathed into her ear. "That's
my loving wife."
"You---you're a little more loving than usual, aren't you?"
He said. "Ain't it nice?" and pushed the thickness of his
expanded staff into the crack of her ass, nestling it up and
down in the hairy cleft and shoving his balls against the
smoothness of her thighs.
Up against her ass, the same way his son-her son-had made
his first try at screwing her this morning; her husband,
Danny's father, hunching longingly to her tail, rubbing his
heavy penis into her, needing, wanting her.
O course she could fuck him, and of course she would. Not
only because it was her wifely duty, but also because she
was eager for him, and wanted him, too. It was wild, she
thought; it was crazy, but it seemed that the more she was
screwed, the more she wanted it. Suppose she had turned
nymphomaniac at this time of her life?
Enjoy it, she thought, and opened her thighs for her husband
to slide his big cock between them. He rubbed it along the
length of her labia, and Betty felt the heat of her steamy
response. Chad had a wonderful prick, too-it was hard and
massive and he used it well. She was lucky to have him, to
be so needed.
Reaching down, Betty found his cock with her fingers and
steered the bulbous head of it into her hairy entranceway of
her vulva. Chad's hands tightened on her tits as he shoved
his prick strongly up into the receptive, oily slit, and
her labia stretched to take him in, her ass rolled and
hiked seductively.
Then she did something different. With her husband's hard
staff locked into the hot sheathing of her cunt, Betty slid
her hand away from his balls and brought it instead to
caress her torrid mound. As Chad fucked into her pussy
with long, sensuous rod, along the velvet skin of it turned
greasy from its dipping into her love salves.
It thrilled Chad; he wiggled more, grunted into her ear and
played with her tits. She probed farther up, following the
sliding prick until she found the hood that protected her
clitoris. Her finger followed the working prick, moved
searchingly along her stretched cunt lips and burrowed
itself into the tender tissues surrounding the clit.
The thick penis slid in and out, and she played teasingly
with her clitoris as the meaty staff passed it. The
sensation was terrific, and Betty wondered why she had
never thought of checking it out before now. But then, she
had never been so constantly and completely aroused before
now, either. Fucking had been good before, where now it
was sensational.
Arching her ass, Betty brought her other hand around and
took his swinging balls, squeezed them and played with them
as Chad screwed her, as he laid his thick cock up into the
glad gripping of her pussy. Betty masturbated in sexy
luxury, being fucked at the same time, fondling prick and
balls and her own cunt-and it was ecstatic.
"Oh Chad, Chad," she moaned. "Oh my darling husband-fuck
me, fuck me!"
"Yes, baby!" he panted into her ear. "Yes, darling-I'm
fucking you, and about to come!"
"Come!" she said loudly. "Come into me and let me feel
that hot juice wash my cunt."
"Ahh!" he said, and let it go. "Ahh-baby, baby!"
It hosed sweetly within her laboring pussy, creamy and
boiling, and Chad kept stroking it into his released semen.
He always did that, she knew, kind of screwing into the
extra lubrication caused by his own come.
His son was different; Danny sort of froze when he came,
going all still and static. She could compare them now,
their actions when they screwed, the way they came, the
sizes of their pricks. Betty knew them both well.
Her finger quivered against her clitoris and that seat of
passion shook like a reed in a high wind. The prick flexed
again within her cunt, and she rolled it, then tightened her
thighs and found herself carried along in a gushing tornado
of rapture.
"Ooohhh!" she cried. "Oohhh Chad-I'm coming, too! It's
so wonderful-so--- Ohhhhh!"
She was drowsy when he took his penis from her, but wiggled
as it slipped out to leave a sticky path down her thigh.
Sleepily, she murmured, "That was good, Chad."
"It was more than good, baby; it was great. You-I never
knew you to play with yourself like that while I was putting
it to you. That excited me."
"Excited me, too," she said, rolling over and putting her
arms around him, putting her crotch to he so she could feel
the softening of his prick against her belly. "Love you,
Chad."
"I love you," he said, and snuggled her, pressing her tits
flat against his chest.
All her fears had been for nothing, Betty thought. Sex with
her husband had been better, and for both of them. The
breaking down of old restraints had released her, made her
more honest in her desires and slaking of them. She was
more alive, much more excitable, and with Danny's entrance
into her pussy, she had uncovered a flaming core of
sensuality only suspected before.
But Chad-she couldn't just say to him right out: look here,
darling husband of mine, I have been fucking our son, and
what's more, I've gone down on his marvelous young cock and
swallowed his bursting come. That's more than I ever did
with you, isn't it?"
Betty listened to Chad's breathing grow deeper, heard the
pattern of it slow and knew her husband was falling asleep.
She wanted to tell him, truly bring it out into the open
and confess what she had been doing. But she couldn't; she
just could not say it.
She held him as he slept, and wondered when or it she would
ever get the courage. Then she thought it was probably a
lot better that Chad didn't know. He had always been so
conservative about sex, even more so than she. He couldn't
possibly accept something as wild as incest between her and
his boy.
It would be nice if he could and did. Betty drifted into a
warm place where Chad and Danny both smiled at her, where
each accepted the other as an equal to share in Betty's
love. Like those stories about wife swapping, she thought,
only better because it was closer and more intimate in the
same family.
But if she fucked Danny, then Chad should be able to screw
Linda or even Nicole. If the mother could fuck her son,
then the father should certainly fuck the daughter. But
Linda was happily married, and had never shown the
slightest inclination to stray from her marital path, much
less ever cast covetous eyes at her daddy. And Nikki-
little Nicole was only a child, only fifteen years old.
Danny was only seventeen.
Different, she thought, turning over in bed, moving away
from contact with her husband's sleeping body; Danny was
different-- he was so much more intense, so devoted, so
imaginative. He was different from his sisters, and just
because two people in the same close family somehow
developed an incestuous relationship, that was no reason
the other three should become involved.
Betty sighed, put a forearm across her eyes and tried to
force sleep. Still, it would be nice if Danny and Chad
could both fuck her-more or less openly. It would be a
crazy sensation, to turn from one set of arms right into
the other, to have one stiff prick taken from her throbbing
cunt and have another stiff cock replace it, almost without
losing a stroke.
They could all three be naked, and both me fuck her, taking
turns kissing and holding her and sliding those marvelous
pricks into her pussy.
She could go down on them, surprising the hell out of Chad
since she had never eaten his prick before, and they could
both fuck her and suck her and take their fill of her
willing body.
Twice loved, twice adored-and could it ever be possible for
the two of them to have her at one time? Betty lowered her
arm and stared up at the dark ceiling. Did anybody really
have an orgy like that, just doing whatever they wanted to,
screwing and eating and taking turns? No, she thought-not
in turn, but both a once. A prick in her pussy and a cock
in her mouth. Why not, why not??
She trembled, sat up and pushed her feet over the edge of
the bed.
Chad mumbled and rolled over, then picked up the slow rhythm
of his breathing. He husband was asleep, but sleep wouldn't
come to her, although she had been tired since dinner or
before. Maybe a glass of hot milk, she thought, and slipped
on her robe. Padding barefoot down the stairs, she felt
her way into the kitchen and turned on the light'
Then she gasped and pressed the back of her hand to her
mouth in shock. Danny was sitting in a chair at the table,
blinking up at her.
"Better click off the light," he said.
She said, "What-what are you doing here?"
"Waiting for you," he said. "I couldn't sleep, thinking of
you in there with Dad. Did he fuck you again?"
Betty bit her lip. "That doesn't matter. I just came down
for some warm mil, and-"
"He did," Danny said, watching her eyes. "He did screw you.
Is his stuff still in you, still juicy in your cunt,
mother.?"
"I-" Betty clicked off the light and stood in the dark,
lowering her voice. "I have to go now; goodnight, Danny."
He was on her before she could get back through the doorway.
His voice was soft at her ear, his hands firmly upon her
waist. "No, mom-don't go yet. You couldn't sleep and
neither could I; so let's have a goodnight fuck, right
here."
"Danny-your father's upstairs and your sister-"
But he was pushing her gently into the kitchen, and she felt
the edge of the table bump against the backs of her thighs.
She said: "Oh, we can't; we can't!!"
He lifted her easily, sat her upon the table. "We can and
we will. Let me pull your robe back-ahhh-your legs are so
wonderful, so soft and smooth, and here's your beautiful,
thickly haired cunt. It's still wet, mother."
"On the-the table? she breathed.
"Just right," he said. "See, I'll step in between your legs
and put my prick right here, and you can wrap your legs
around me. Did you put them around daddy when he fucked
you a few minutes ago?"
She was shaking. "No-I had him screw me the same way you
did, that first time, from the back."
Danny felt over her cunt, felt into it, and lowered his face
to kiss her tits. Around a nipple, he said, "Feels great
inside. He came in there, and it feels wonderful. I can't
wait to get my own prick in where his just was."
Betty put her arms around her son's shoulders as he moved
between her widespread thighs, and his mouth rested lightly
upon her lips. Probing the distended head of his hard
penis for the already frothy opening of her cunt, he said,
"Fuck him good, every time; make him come a lot. I'm not
jealous of him, mother- - really I'm not. I love him and I
love you, and I want the two of you of fuck each other all
you can. I just-I just want to fuck you with him, I
guess."
"Oh, my darling," she aid, before his tongue entered her
mouth and his cock shoved into the wet, slippery entrance to
her vagina. They felt alike-her wonderful son and herself-
- thought alike, needed the same sensual things, even if
those goals were impossible.
In his cock went, sliding deep and penetrating; longer than
his father's prick, harder in its overwhelming need. The
staff was rigid and the head pulsing, and he moved his
hands around, over he hips and down to caress the cheeks of
her ass as he fed the beautiful meat steadily in and out of
her adoring cunt.
He kissed her and met her tongue, then eased his mouth away
to whisper in ; her ear: "Mother, my sweet and beautiful
mother with the hot, wet pussy. Ahh, oh- -did you come
with him?"
"Yes," she whispered back, "oh yes. I masturbated while he
was fucking me, and that turned both of us on even more. It
was wild and debauched, and we enjoyed it so much. He-I
think it shocked him a little, though. Oh Danny-I love
your prick so much!"
He ground his pelvis into hers, and the overflow juices of
her cunt, mixed with his father's semen, turned their pubic
nests creamy and soggy. She wiggled on his sliding rod,
squirmed at each thrust into her jellied vagina, and it was
terrific, all over again. She curled her legs around his
slim waist and put her ear to his mouth so she could listen
to her horny boy, her mother-fucking son, tell her how
beautiful and hotly desirable she was.
Danny told her, too: "Sweet cunt-hot pussy all greasy
inside. Oh, I love your legs around me when we fuck, mom.
All my life, I've wanted your legs around me and my aching
prick up your juicy and fantastic cunt. I was never
jealous of dad-- only envious; I need to fuck you, too-and
I want to make you come the way he does, but over and over
and hotter and hotter-"
"My son," she gasped, "oh my stiff-dicked son and lover, my
horny boy-oh, I'm so glad you're fucking me, and I'd like-I
want your father to share my cunt with you, too. But we
can't-- not now, not yet. Maybe later we can-ohhh! Oh
lord, that feels so wonderful, your lovely cock sliding
around, your balls against my ass---"
"Mom, mom," he panted, clenching his fingers strongly into
the tender cheeks of her ass, "ah, my mother-my bitchy, hot
pussy mother-wow, oh wow!"
He was going rigid, his voice rasping in his throat, and
Betty hurried the twisting of her cunt too match his fast
approaching climax, to meet the jet of his magnificent semen
as it shot forth from the thrusting head of his young, hard
prick.
She made it. Just as the first spurt of hot juice
fountained into her vagina to mix with the residue of his
father's come, Betty ground her thrumming clit against his
pelvis, along the pounding staff and came with him.
"Ahh! Ahh! I'm coming, I'm coming! Darling, darling-" she
rocked on the tabletop and clamped her legs violently around
his sweaty waist.
"Mom-sweet mom-ahh---it's loading your pussy; it's mixing
with dad's stuff-all hot and slippery and so great I can't
stand it! Ohh-ahhh-hot and juicy, and your soft ass, and
your big tits-I wish I could fuck you forever and ever."
You can, my love. You will. We'll find times and places
like this. And in the morning-oh, come to me in the
morning, soon as your father goes in to take his shower."
He backed regretfully from between her thighs, and Betty
dropped her legs. "Yes," he said, "in the morning, while
he's so close and yet he doesn't know what's going on,
won't know that I'm fucking the cunt he thinks is only his.
It's good to kind of sneak your pussy from dad, but I wish
we could share it, up front and right out in the open."
She; kissed him, finding his face in the dark as she lowered
herself from the top of the kitchen table. His prick was
still hard against her belly, and she petted it with one
hand, loving its drippy head, its balls, everything about
it. And loving her son more deeply than she could ever
have believed possible.
It was so much more complete, she thought, knowing now that
no mother could love as she did; unless she had eagerly and
lustfully fucked her own son. To hold was love, to pamper,
to discipline was love'; to care for and to feed, to teach
and to fondle was love; but to fuck, to give the ultimate
in happiness , to eat and give the most intimate in
rapture-this was the love that began where the others
ended.
"Good night, son," she said, and left him to go upstairs and
climb into her husband's bed, his father's bed. Now she
would sleep.
Chapter 5
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Chad didn't screw her the next morning. She woke long
before he did, and rubbed herself against him in voluptuous
warmth; she even played with his prick for awhile, but Chad
only mumbled and stirred beneath the sheet. When he did
come to, it was just to grunt out of bed and head for the
toilet.
Disappointed, Betty lay quietly in the blacked-out bedroom,
glad that they both wanted their sleeping area cut off from
any light that would disturb them and cause them to awaken
too early. She lay on her back, wondering if Danny was in
the room yet, or if he was waiting for the sound of the
shower before he would sneak in and crawl into bed with
her.
So much, so often, she thought; only yesterday, she would
have kept track of the number of times she was screwed in
any given month. Very easily, she could have counted them-
on the fingers of one hand. Now when was confused. She'd
been fucked so many times she'd stopped tabulating the
score, and if there was any nicer kind of forgetfulness,
Betty didn't know it.
The shower went on, loud in the morning stillness, and she
felt her nipples rising. Danny, she thought: where was her
son Danny? Surely not oversleeping, when he promised to
creep into her bed.
he touched her tit, and she damned near jumped off the bed.
"Shhh," he hissed. "I've been lying on the rug on your side
of the bed, just waiting. Slide over a little and I'll get
in."
"Be quiet," she warned, "oh, do be careful." Her heart was
leaping at the touch of him, at the rattle of water in the
shower stall just inches from her head.
Her son slid beneath the sheet and began to kiss her tits,
running his hot tongue over the hard nipples and biting
tenderly upon the swollen mounds themselves. She rolled to
him and Danny lifted his face to her, pressed his stiff
penis against the velvet skin of her trembling belly. His
lips reached her ear and tickled there, warm and
whispering; "How dies he shower-- soap all over?" Dies he
make suds over his balls and cock, then rinse off? He's
hairy, I know-but is he real hairy in the crotch?"
"Yes," she answered, "thick hair, but springy and curled.
Shh, darling; if he heard us-"
"He didn't fuck you," he said.
"No," Betty said. "He was in a hurry this morning and
besides, we don't screw all that often any more; not the way
we used to when we were young and first married."
He had his hand between her thighs, feeling and stroking,
and Betty lifted her left leg to place it over Danny's
slim, silken body. His prick bent down and shoved
thrillingly along the hairy nest of her vulva, lying
lengthwise along the dampening lips of her labia. So soon,
she though; so much constant fucking and still she craved
more. She wanted him to screw her so much that she was
willing to gamble her marriage in this bed, here and now.
Water rained in the shower stall, and through the wall,
Betty could hear Chad humming as he bathed. Chad's son
nudged the head of his hard cock into her pussy lips and
urged it inside. She wiggled her ass and helped to seat it
firmly into her snatch, putting her hands on Danny's
buttocks, sliding one arm under him and the other over his
slim waist. His adorable pecker sunk into her, slid
hungrily into her cunt, their pubic mounds coming together
as she snuggled her son close, very close.
She murmured to him, "Your father is rubbing soap over his
hairy body right now-slide that hard young prick into your
mama, sweetheart. Just through that wall, he's standing
naked and the water is running off his crotch, while your
crotch is tight against your mother's vulva baby. He
doesn't know we're fucking; he doesn't know that his son-
our son-is fucking his wife. He trusts me, because he
knows I've never cheated on him. I never wanted to, before
now. Oh Danny, my son-fuck me more and more!"
"So good," he whispered. "so soft and hot inside, and I dig
it when your belly slides over mine like this. I enjoy
screwing you in secret. You have the greatest pussy, the
hottest, silkiest cunt in the world. I don't know how dad
can not fuck it, every day and night."
Betty rolled her hips, worked her belly across Danny's flat
tummy, felt his sweet and symmetrical balls on her thigh.
His hard cock was a slow piston within her vagina, stroking
her clit, probing far back to the cup of her womb. She
said, "Your father is tired of my pussy."
"I'll never get tired of it," he promised. "No more than I
could be bored with the sky or the sea or living itself.
Your cunt is the most important thing in the world to me
mother. I adore it, I worship it, I want to fuck and fuck
and fuck it!"
"Shh, darling. Fuck it all you want. Fuck your mommy's
cunt all you desire-but quietly, easy; we don't want your
daddy to find out."
Betty hiked her crotch, drew it back, rode the lancing
thrusts of her son's rigid staff as he fed it steadily into
her vagina. She clamped it tight, gyrated her hips sot
that she would fell the touch of that glorious prick all
over the inner glove of her pussy. Waves of carnal passion
rolled through her, rocked he ass and shoved the nipples of
her tits into his chest she hung to the cheeks of his ass,
clutched them and pulled him powerfully into her heaving
cunt, grinding and hunching.
The word hissed out of her, sibilant and low between her
clenched teeth: "Oh, you beautiful mother fucker! Oh, my
hard cock son, fuck your mamma-you sneaky little cunt
stealer-- shoot it into me-into-me-into me! Ooohhh! I
can't stand it! I'm going out of my mind-ahh---ooohhh-
Danny, you wonderful mother fucker!"
His come burst forth, roared out of the head of his prick to
wash her
cervix, to inundate the walls of her shuddering pussy, to
make her thrillingly greasy and creamily slick. Young,
eager- semen-teenage come-thick and spurting and ecstatic.
Betty's cunt sucked on the pumping cock and her own orgasm
rose swiftly, so that she bucked on his imbedded tool so
hard that the bed shook and rattled.
Chad's voice came through the wall: "You okay, Betty? Is
anything wrong?"
"N-no," she called quickly. "I just-I just banged my arm
into the wall when I turned over."
He son stroked his slippery, greasy cock into her slot, each
long move a tantalizing reach that made her tremble.
"Sure you're all right?" her husband asked.
"Fine," she said, "just fine."
"Fucking fine" her son breathed into her ear. "Tell daddy
you have a hard cock up your pussy and you're fucking just
fine."
"Hush," she warned, and listened to the sounds in the
bathroom, a little frightened, but more excited. She'd like
to say just that, she thought-she'd get a kick out of
seeing Chad's face if she ever told him that she had
another male's prick in her cunt. But she couldn't do
that; it would ruin everything, destroy this delicious
relationship she had discovered with her stiff pronged son.
Swiftly then, she jerked her cunt away from him, snapped his
wet rod out and shoved against his hairless chest. "He's
coming back! Get down on the floor, quick-quick!!"
Danny slid away, dropped softly to the carpet and she rolled
to her back, pressed a forearm across her eyes and tried to
slow her frantic breathing.
Her thighs pressed together, and she could feel the warm
seepage of Danny's semen between them; her nipples refused
to soften.
The door opened, and Chad came to the edge of the bed, sat
down upon it in the room that was now semi-dark; there was
light coming through the partly open door from the
bathroom. Stay hidden, she though; oh, Danny---keep quiet
and stay hidden.
Chad reached over, dropped an exploring hand that found her
breast and moved up her throat to her face. Leaning down,
he said, "Sure you didn't hurt yourself? Sounded like you
fell out of bed. Maybe you knocked off the lamp on your
side. I'll go see...."
She clutched his wrist. "Oh no! I didn't knock anything
over, just bumped my elbow on the wall, tossing around."
He tugged. "Probably dreaming and didn't know what you were
doing. I'd better check."
She rolled to him and pressed her face into the shower-damp
stomach; it was hairy and smelled faintly of soap. She said
into it; " I was dreaming about you. I mean-all the things
you and I have never done, never tried. We're not getting
any younger, to coin a phrase, and maybe-maybe we've been
cheating ourselves."
He caressed her head. "Hey-that must have been some dream,
to shake you up like this. What do you mean, the things we
never tried? Like going to Europe or something?"
Betty had his attention diverted, and she had to keep it
away from the imaginary lamp accident, had to hold him
physically away from the other side of the bed where their
naked son lay in hiding. She touched her tongue to his
belly hair and felt him flinch.
"Hey, Betty---what the hell are you doing? Look, I have to
grab some toast and coffee, get to work-"
She knew him too well; she realized he wouldn't forget a
possible broken lamp, that he would fret over a broken bulb
or frayed cord, until he checked it out. She had to make
him forget it, so that her son would be protected, so that
her marriage would be kept intact.
"I'm doing something I always wanted to do," she said,
nibbling into this belly with insistent teeth. "Something I
should have done a lot of years ago- -and would have, except
that I was so worried you might think I was a wanton. Now-"
She put her arms around his waist, dipped her face toward
his- towel- wrapped hips and pulled away the covering with
her teeth.
"Hey!" Chad said, but she wasn't listening any more. He
smelled of soap and manhood and a new excitement. Danny was
listening, she knew; their son was only a few feet away, and
he would hear, if not peep at, everything that was going
on. He'd wanted to watch her screw his father, had he?
She'd give him something else just as stimulating, and it
would sure as hell take Chad's mind off the lamp.
She snapped away the towel, and rubbed her mouth, her cheeks
; and chin, into her husband's crotch, breathing into the
furry tangle of his pubic hair, touching his limp penis
with her lips.
Chad said, "Betty! I don't know what's gotten into you-you
know damned well that you never-"
She pushed farther down, and his testicles were heavy, only
hanging in their wrinkled sack. She licked over them,
suddenly opened her lips wide and sucked them into her
mouth as if she was going to crack hem between her teeth.
Her husband's hands darted to her head, tried to lift her
away, but she felt the tremble of his belly and the lifting
of his cock as it began to stiffen. Blissfully, she sucked
upon his balls, drew her tongue over them, and felt his
prick rise against her face.
Betty spit out his balls then, dug her fingernails into his
hips and snapped her mouth over the distended head of his
rod. Bit it was, and spongy, and the flange around it had
been soaked thousands of times in the love oils of her
pussy. But never had she held it in her lips, or curled
her wet tongue around it as she was doing now. She bit
down on it when Chad tried feebly to withdraw, and shoved
the tips of her tongue into the tiny slot where fluid was
beginning to rise.
"you-you can't do this," her husband said above her,
somewhere in the swirling clouds over her busy head.
"Betty, Betty, darling-we never-you couldn't-ahhhhhh!"
She drew that lovely blunt end far back into her mouth,
moved it devotedly along the velvet roof of her mouth,
moved it back into the fever of her throat. Using her
tongue as a rammer, she shoved Chad's prick back to the
outer confines of her lips, then swiftly sucked it back in
again, her cheeks indenting with the power of her pulling.
"Ummmm," she moaned, and slipped her hands from his hips,
one of them going to his damp balls, the other searching
between the cheeks of his ass to find the wooly ring that
was his anus. She'd never done that, even with Danny, and
she didn't know what impelled her to do it the, except some
innate instinct hitherto wedged deeply within her inner
core.
Sucking, licking, biting at his hard cock, Betty ate her
husband's organ for the first time, realizing that it should
have been done many times before this. She ought to have
devoured his prick , made it a part of her mouth as it had
been made a vital piece of her cunt. She had taken his
semen and made it into three beautiful children; ;she could
eat it was well, make it into a love meal for the empty
places of her belly.
Chad grunted. "You-you bitch! You-bitch---sucking my
prick! Never-my wife-you never---ahhhhhhhh, your wonderful-
cocksucker-eat my prick; EAT IT UP, YOU BITCH!! SUCK ME
OFF!!!"
Betty sucked; she drew upon the swollen, leaking head and
slid her mouth up and down, wobbled her face from side to
side so that his now pumping cock could know the fondling
of every hell, every valley of her mouth, her tongue and
teeth, her lips and throat.
Blindly, she squeezed his balls and bent her head to force
his driving cock farther back into her throat. He other
hand caressed his asshole, fingered its tip into the hairy
ring, and she sucked, sucked, her head moving more rapidly
up and down.
Chad hesitated, breaking his rhythm, his hands tugging
weakly at her hair, and she wanted to tell him never mind,
that she wanted him to come in her throat, that she wanted
to swallow his spray of semen.
Shuddering, he jerked his belly into her face, crushed her
head with his hands and gave a great, final lunge of his
thick cock. His ejaculation was huge, a thundering
Vesuvius of semen that erupted in her throat, hot and heavy
and saturating. Betty accepted its homage gladly, happily.
She gulped down the rush of fluids, sucked joyfully upon
the flexing head of her husband's massive prick to drain
more the excitingly flavored stuff.
As Chad sighed back to rest upon his elbows, she held to his
cock, teasing it with her tongue, and only then did she
remember that their son had probably been watching from the
dark corner of the heaving bed. Danny had at least heard
the sucking noises, the slippery sounds of wet prick in a
hungry mouth; he had listened tot he rhythm of the bed and
to his father's diminishing protests.
Danny must have a champion hard on, she thought, and came
very close to giggling around Chad's softening prick, as her
husband said, "I-I enjoyed that very much, Betty. And I'm
sorry I called you those names."
She lifted her mouth from his penis, gave the shrinking head
a last kiss. "You just called me a bitch and a cocksucker-
and I am. It's nice being bitchy, and even nicer to at
last suck your cock."
"I meant-oh hell," he said, and she moved her mouth up his
belly to his chest, up his brushy chest to his throat and
then to his chin. Chad wiggled uncomfortably, and she
smiled.
"Oh no," : she said. "Don't go all revolted on me now. I
ate your prick and swallowed your semen, and you loved every
moment of it. So now you can just taste your own flavors."
Clamping her mouth over his, she thrust her still oily
tongue deeply into his mouth. Chad shivered, and that was
all; a moment later, he returned the kiss, sliding his
tongue over hers. Betty crushed her tits into his chest
and began to rub her wet mound over his thigh. Now she had
an excuse for it to be wet, and she wondered what her son
was feeling then, if he was going out of his skill with
desire. It was a good thing that they had already fucked,
she thought; otherwise Danny might be jacking off right
now.
Maybe he was, anyhow; it was possible that he was holding
his tiff cock in his hand and squirming bare-assed on the
rug, about to let go his own orgasm. That would be a
waste. The precious fluid should be put into her body.
Chad pulled back to get his breath. "Damn; I guess I'll
just call in to the office and tell them I can't make it
this morning."
She thought of Danny on the floor. "Oh no, Chad. Go ahead
to work-I-I have an appointment with Miss Carothers,
anyway. You know---the lady who want me to help with the
charity campaign: I'd rather be here with you, but she'll
get very upset if I'm not on time, and-"
"Okay," he said. "I just wanted to lie here and talk with
you about-well, about what you just did and about how
passionate you're getting lately. I don't mean you weren't
always hot, but well, it seems as if the past couple of days
have changed you, made you wild."
She eased off his body, lay back and pulled the sheet over
her legs. "Are you complaining, Chad?"
"No," he answered, "oh hell, no. It's just-something I
can't figure out."
She forced a gentle laugh. "We'll discuss it later. This
weekend, when we have a lot of time together. All right?"
"Sure. Besides, the kids are home this summer, and-what
did I do with my towel? Here it is, on the floor." He
stood uncertainly beside the bed, then blew a kiss down at
her and went back into the bathroom, closing the bedroom
door behind him.
Things rattled in the bath, and the toilet flushed. the bed
sagged, and Betty put out a warning hand to touch her son's
naked body. When he slid in beside her and snuggled to her
flesh, she whispered---"Keep still and keep quiet. All your
father's habit patterns were broken just the, and now
there's no telling what he'll do, which way he'll turn,
what he'll forget and have to come back for."
Danny nuzzled into her hair, breathed into her ear, very
softly: "I peeked from the corner, just lifting my eyes
above your pillow. I couldn't see much because it's so
black in here, but I could make out the outline of your
head and his body, when you went down on him. Wow!! All
those wet sounds, those eating noises, and the way the bed
was going up and down. I almost freaked out."
"Shhhh," she said, "be quiet."
They lay softly together, waiting together and Betty knew
they had to work out something, to develop some way of
either bringing Chad into the situation fully, or of hiding
it completely from him. This was more than dangerous,
sharing the bed with her son while her husband was so close
by; this was foolhardy.
Chad went down the hallway, down the stairs, and Betty
continued to listen, her heartbeat faster than usual, her
pulse still racing from oral sex and from the fright she
had undergone.
Danny began to stroke her body, to push his rigid penis
against her leg. She shook her head and hissed at him:
"Wait, Dammit! We have to be sure of him; we must be
certain your father isn't going to blow up if he finds out
about us. I don't know how in the hell we can be sure of
that, but-"
Her son said softly, "He has to be brought in. I suggest
Linda."
Betty blinked. "Linda? How-what can she-"
"She can seduce him," Danny explained. "My older sister can
get dad to fuck her, and then he'll be too guilty to think
of anything else for awhile."
Sucking in her breath, Betty said, Linda?" But what makes
you think she'd do anything like that with your father-that
your sister would commit incest?"
She stopped talking, foundering on the shoal of the
incestuous image, because she and her son were already into
it. But Linda was happily married, and she'd never go for
her own father, and- it was an idea, Betty admitted. It
probably was a pretty good idea, if it could possibly be
worked our in detail.
She said, "How, Danny? How do we get your sister to lay her
father?"
He said, "She's been dropping hints; like sex is getting to
be a habit with her husband, like maybe she'd soon try
looking around for a little new romance ."
Betty frowned. "But a romance with your father--?"
"I know my sister," Danny said. "Better than anybody knows
her; she opens up with me, tells me things that she doesn't
mention to the rest of the family. No, I don't believe
she'd go for dad right away --- but if I make the right
moves and feed her enough juice, I believe she'll go for
me."
"You?" Betty sat up in bed, stunned despite the casual tone
that had been coming into the conversation between she and
her son. "You'd screw Linda, and she'd-she would let you--
--?"
"Just as you did," Danny said. "She has to get smashed to
be honest, but I think if I can get her to talking about
her sex life and petting her some, and if she thinks we're
alone and all safe, Linda will screw me. If she doesn't-
I'll rape her, and once I get my cock into my sweet
sister's cunt, she'll forget about anything else. She's
that much like you, mother. Now-I heard daddy's car pull
out of the driveway, so lie back and relax. Or do I have
to rape you too?"
Betty lay back upon the pillow. "You would too-you horny
little cocksman. Linda and you, then Linda and her dad.
And what do I do, all that time?"
He fingered into her pussy. "There'll always be some prick
for you..."
Chapter 6
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When Betty gave her younger daughter two dollars and told
her to take her friend to the movies, Nikki grabbed the
bills and flew out of the house without argument.
Danny looked after her, and said, "She's going to get
suspicious, after a while."
"We'll worry about that when it happens," Betty said.
"Right now, we have to get the situation ironed out with
Linda. Danny, are you sure-"
"Sure as I can be," he said. "did you call Linda?"
"While you were taking a bath. She's on her way over; said
she was bored at home and needed a change."
Danny laughed. "I'll try to give her a change, all right.
Linda's about ripe for a new cock, and mine is certainly
available."
Betty shook her head and poured glasses of cold punch.
Tasting the mix, she made a face. "How much rum did you put
in this?"
"The whole bottle," he said. "Linda never could hold her
juice, and if she get smashed right away, we can get it on
that much sooner. Otherwise, it's going to be a long, dry
weekend, with dad home all the time and us not able to get
together for even one quick fuck."
She drank down the cold punch and felt a little shiver in
her tummy. It was the way her son talked about everything,
as if they were discussing his schoolwork, or the grocery
list. He was casual about discussing their sex acts, and
this plan for the seduction of his married sister.
She stared at him as he slouched in the kitchen chair, his
slim, bare legs stuck out, the feathering of hair on them
bronzed by the sun. The table, she thought; oh lord-he had
screwed her right on this very table last night, when
everyone else in the house was asleep. He'd lifted her to
the tabletop and spread her legs to walk in between them
with his perpetually hard prick in his hand. Her son had
fucked her as eagerly as if he'd never touched her before,
and it had been good, wild for both of them..
"Where will you-do it?" she asked. "If your sister goes
along, that is." Betty felt like a procurer, or some
equally bad kind of traitor. She was helping her daughter
to break her marriage vows, and being instrumental in
bringing Linda into incest.
"The family room," Danny said. "I'll get the stereo going
with her favorite tapes, and put the punch on ice in there.
We can get her talking, and drinking, and then-I guess we
have to play it by ear. If she pays too much attention to
you being around, you'll have to slip out-at least for
awhile."
"All right," Betty said, and drank another glass of potent
punch before carrying the punch bowl into the family room
and placing it on the little bar there.
He son followed her and put his hands on her waist as she
stood at the bar. Betty was wearing a pair of white shorts
that accented her pale and lustrous skin, and a thin, see-
through blouse that showed her lacy cup bra. She felt
wicked in the outfit, and of course she was.
Leaning back against him, Betty felt her son's erection,
felt him pushing against her buttocks. He kissed the back
of her neck and cupped her heavy tits with both hands.
"You have the most fabulous tits I ever felt, mother."
She turned her face, kissed his cheek, and snuggled her ass
tightly to his rod, to the hard bulge in his cutoff jeans.
"How many tits have you felt?"
"A few; not too many, I guess. I felt up six or eight girls
before I screwed any of them, so I guess they don't count;
only the ones I fucked."
Betty knew a delicious intimacy. A curious gnawing of
something else-jealousy? She said, "How many did you--
fuck?"
"Just four," Danny said. "Three chicks in class and my
English teacher."
"Your teacher?"
He ground his crotch into the cheeks of her ass. "Sure;
she's only twenty-eight, and I had this thing for older
women, since I was so horny to lay you. It took some work,
because she's cute and half the guys in class were trying
to make her. But she's not nearly as good a fuck as you
are, mom. I mean, you're just the best, the greatest."
She moved away from him then, mollified, feeling the jolt of
rum she wasn't used to drinking, feeling more than a little
bitchy, too. "You'd better save that hard on for your
sister; she should be here any minute now. Remember, she's
an older woman, too."
He grinned. "Only twenty-one; just four years older than
me. I like them riper-like you; but I'll admit I always had
an idea about screwing Linda. She was always had an idea
about screwing Linda. She was always flitting around and
showing her legs clear to her ass, or letting me get a good
peep at her tits. And lots of times, she'd come in from a
date and tell me how guys were feeling her up, especially
Glenn, before she married him. I think she was trying to
turn me on."
Betty felt a little better, and a little drunker. She
poured herself another small cup of the punch and sipped
it. Maybe it ran in the blood, she thought; something
slightly twisted in her genes that had been passed along to
her children. She had always wanted to be screwed by her
son; she confessed that to herself now. Oh, it hadn't been
out in the open, but she'd always liked to touch him, and
she had often cast glances at his tightly shaped ass, as
his lumpy crotch.
And these impulses had been inherited by Danny, thank
goodness, or badness, whichever. He possessed this dark and
overwhelming passion that demanded he fuck his mother, that
drove him to come into the vagina that had given him birth.
She was glad; she was damned happy for that urge.
Linda, then; very attractive Linda Maddox Forrester. The
young housewife was shorter than her mother, at five feet,
six inches; she had rich brown hair, a shade darker than
Danny's, Betty remembered, and was proud of the girl's
exceptional figure.
Had Linda received the same hot combination of genes that
made incest so compelling for her mother and her brother?
They would soon find out; Betty heard the car pull up in
the driveway, and smiled at Danny. "Here she is."
Danny stroked his softened penis. "Yeah. I hope she's
anxious for this. But I'll be cool."
Linda bounced into the house, full of energy and blooming
with youthful vitality. "Hi! What was all the big secret,
getting me over here in the middle of the day? Not that I
wasn't glad to get out of that damned apartment."
Betty kissed her daughter's cheek, and felt the brush of her
breast against Linda's. It felt tingly, now that she had
more in mind than a motherly embrace. But Danny just loved
motherly embraces.
"Hey now," Linda said. "You've been juicing it up. What's
the occasion?"
Danny came from the family room bearing gifts-two cups of
the powerful punch. "Mom and I just decided to spend the
afternoon with you. You look wonderful, sis; prettier than
ever.
Linda took the cup and gave him a fleeting kiss on the mouth
as Betty watched. "My favorite brother," Linda said.
"You're growing up every day."
Linda was wearing a mini, and Betty looked over the flawless
thighs and well-shaped legs the skirt exposed. As her son
had said, Linda' breasts weren't as big as her mother's,
but they were high and firm.
"you never acted bratty, like a brother," Linda was saying.
"I always felt as if I could talk to you, Danny."
"You can," he said. "Come on in and sit. I've got your old
tapes on."
Betty followed after, not quite certain of her role, but
eager to be part of it, to be in on the action from the
start. Linda's tail had a suggestive swing to it, she
noticed, and found herself wondering if her son-in-law had
gotten into Linda before they were married. Probably, she
decided; the girl was passionate and lovely. Why not?
Glenn would have been some kind of fool if he hadn't kept
trying until he fucked her.
And Betty's son-in-law didn't look that foolish; he looked
yummy and lithe, and Betty wondered how screwing him could
become tiresome. She'd have to ask her daughter.
Linda was laughing on the couch, and Danny was sitting
beside her refilling her glass. Betty went to the
punchbowl, but hesitated; her head was already light and
there was a warmly woozy sensation in her veins.
"Great," Danny said, "just great. And that's a fab skirt,
Linda. You should never hide legs that wonderful."
The music swirled through the room, and Linda stretched out
her legs for them to admire. Downing her second drink, she
said, "Glenn kind of ignores them now. I don't mean he
forget them, but he doesn't eye them the way he used to.
Marriage---- yekk."
Betty said carefully, "Doesn't he-love you as often?"
Linda turned her head. "Why, mom!" Have you been nipping
at this tasty punch for awhile? I never heard you ask
anything like that before."
Danny said, "You'd be surprised at how mom is blossoming
out. Didn't you dig those while shorts?"
Linda stuck out her lips while Danny poured some more juice
into her glass. "I always wished my legs were that long and
sleek. But wiggling around in shorts and a see-through---
have you gotten yourself a lover, mom?"
Laughing, Linda drank some more, and spluttered when her
brother said, "Yes; mother has a lover, and a good one."
"Damn!" Linda said, with feeling. "I was kidding around,-
but-you, mom? Making it on the side with another man?"
Betty took a deep breath, but her head was still a little
fuzzy. "Is that so difficult to believe? Does it shock you
that much?"
Her daughter shook her head. "N-no, but you-you've always
been so uptight about sex, and-well, hell; good for you! I
hope you have a great time balling the guy, and I wish I
could find somebody just as exciting. Look, I don't mean
that Glenn and I don't make it; we do. It's just that
after two years, we know everything that each other is
going to do. It's kind of boring, and I think if I get
laid by some other man, it might actually stimulate my sex
life with my husband."
"It will," said Betty. "It really will."
"Wow, Linda breathed, her rich drown hair falling over one
side of her face and her lips just a little slack. "Never
thought I could talk to you like this, mom. Now ol' Danny
here- -"
She put one hand on her brother's bare leg, and Danny slid
closer on the couch, moved his butt down a bit so that her
hand was pushed up his thigh. He said, "You know the guy
mom's swinging with."
"I do?" Linda's head wobbled, but she tried to focus on her
mother. "Who is it, mom?"
Danny had a hard on now; Betty could see the heavy bulge in
his short jeans. He took his sister's hand and lay it upon
his stiff cock. He said, "Guess who, sis."
Linda's head swiveled back so fast it threw her off balance
and she almost fell off the couch. Her brother used his
other hand to help her catch her balance, and it was no
accident that it moved from the small of her back down to
the trimly modeled haunch.
"Wh-what? What?" Linda asked. "You and-and mother? - How-
what----"
Danny had a good grip on the cheek of his sister's ass now,
and in her shock, she hadn't even tried to remove her hand
from the erection at his crotch. He hunched it against her
hand and played with her ass. Linda's eyes looked blurred,
and he said to her: "Sure, me and mom. Why not? She's
beautiful and hot, and I dig her like crazy; she digs me,
too. we fuck day and night."
"I-don't-daddy-what about daddy?"
Danny unzipped his jeans and shoved his long, hard prick
into his sister's limp had. "He doesn't know-but now you
do. And we want you to swing with us, with mom and me."
"I can't get my head straight," Linda said. "It's all so--
I'd say you were putting me on, except mom's standing there
and watching you put your cock into my hand. I don't know-
I can't- think-"
"You don't have to think," Danny said, easing his hand up
his sister's thigh. "Just lie back and let me show you
what I do to mom, how I put this prick into her juicy, rich
pussy. Linda-- you know I always wanted to stick it to
you, and you know you always teased me into it. Well, we
don't have to play games anymore; now we can get it on."
She was sinking back, and Betty saw her son's hand cup her
daughter's mound, that delectably swollen mound snugged by
Linda's silken panties.
Linda said, "But-with mom right here?"
"Sure; she wants to see how we swing, and she'll even help
me get your clothes off, won't you, mom?"
"Yes," Betty said through numb lips, and moved toward them
with her own nipples gone stiff and her own crotch turning
dewy. She had gone too far now; there was no backing out,
no- escape-and she didn't really want to get away. She
needed to be here, a witness to what was about to happen.
She had to be part of this magnificently thrilling episode,
and she would. Moving like a robot, she approached her
older daughter and her only son.
Danny was pulling off his sister's stockings, peeling down
the nylon pantyhose and working off the frilly panties.
Bending over the couch, Betty took hold of Linda's blouse
and eased it up and over her limp arms. Her daughter had
her eyes closed, the thick lashes lying curled and long
upon the delicate curve of her cheek.
"Look at the hair on this cunt," Danny was saying softly.
"Mom, isn't that the curliest pussy hair you ever saw?"
And indeed it was, thick and deep and luxuriant, curling in
a million tightly rolled brown springs, making a heavy bush
between the fair and silken skin of Linda's thighs. Then
Betty unhooked the girl's bra and saw the delightfully
shaped mounds of her young, firm tits leap forth. The
pinkish brown nipples were erect and trembling, and the
disrobing was done. Linda lay naked upon the couch, all
her vibrantly lovely body exposed to the avid eyes of her
mother and brother.
"Beautiful," Danny breathed, and Betty saw that he had
shucked out of his jeans and was kneeling on the couch at
his sister's feet. "Smooth and beautiful, sis. You don't
have to think about anything-just lie there and feel good.
I'm going to be your new lover, and because I'm also your
brother, it'll be better for both of us. I love you as my
sister and as a beautiful young woman, and as a wife ready
for some fun, and I'm just about to love you as a hot,
juicy cunt."
"Danny," Linda breathed through lax lip. "Oh yes, yes!!"
Betty stepped back and began to remove her own clothing.
Anything upon her fevered flesh felt constrictive, choking,
and she simply had to rip it away. Her shorts and panties,
bra and blouse fluttered to the floor; Betty also stood
naked as her children, and the air felt wonderful upon her
skin.
Danny bent low and licked his sister's toes. She flinched
and squirmed, and the boy kissed wetly over her foot, bit
gently upon her calf and licked her shins. Sliding up her
legs, he continued to kiss her skin, to fondle and nip at
her legs, her thighs. Danny planted a lingering kiss into
the deep drown pubic hair, and Betty thought for a moment
that she was going to see her son eat his sister's pussy.
But as she sank to the carpet close by the couch, only an
arm's length away from the beautiful naked figures, she
watched Danny move on up Linda's belly. His rigid penis
was gripped in one hand, and his hairy balls were swinging
pendulously between his thighs.
Betty's voice surprised her, coming of its own accord from
her lips: "Fuck her, Danny---oh, please hurry and fuck her!"
"Yes, mom," he answered, and crawled between her knee-lifted
legs to guide the bulging head of his eager prick into the
shaggy forest of his sister's pubic mound.
"Fuck her," Betty repeated in an intense whisper. "Fuck you
sister; stick it on into your sister's pussy, son."
"I am mother. Watch it slide on inside Linda's cunt. She's
boiling inside, tight and hot-hot and slimy. Oh, Linda-oh-
sis-my prick's moving right into your cunt."
Linda's head swung from side to side, a silent metronome;
her arms lay limp at her sides as her brother took her
buttocks and hiked her bushy pelvis to meet his first
plunge into her vulva. Fascinated, Betty sat on the floor
and stared as the slim, hard penis inched into the readily
accepting lips of his sister's labia.
Round and smooth, Betty's ass was lifted, tilted from the
couch, and her brother's prick pushed steadily, powerfully,
on into the hairy nest. His balls came to rest in her
crack, and the full length of his cock was imbedded into
her vagina.
"Ummm," Linda murmured. "Omm-long and hard; good, good,"
His chest lowered to hers, and her tits were flattened
sweetly to him as the lower part of her body began to move
with slow and studied lasciviousness. Danny kissed her
open mouth, and Betty watched her children couple in lovely
intimacy, belly to belly and mouth to mouth. Linda wrapped
her arms around her brother and ground her pelvis into
Danny's crotch.
Betty stared; the boy's cock slid out of her pussy, came
back glistening with his sister's love juices, hesitated
with the head of it still buried into her feminine
softness, thrust forward once more, slipped in to the root.
"Uuummm," Linda said, between dartings of her tongue into
her lips, "oh baby, that's so hard and so good. Wow---I
thought my husband could fuck, but you've got it on him,
Danny. Uuummmm-- feels wild, when the head of it pokes
away back in me. Do it to your sister, baby-I haven't been
screwed in three days, and I need your fantastic prick!!"
Betty's tits were so swollen that they ached, the nipples
hard and ready to break off. She slid one hand into her
lap, fondled her mound and found it wetly throbbing. She
used a finger to slowly caress her labia as she watched the
action directly before her.
Pretty well smashed, turned on by her first impalement upon
her brother's expertly and hungrily used cock, Linda had
thrown all coyness to the winds. She was clinging to Danny
and hammering her cunt up at his strokes, absorbing each
push of his rod and gyrating sensuously upon his meat.
"You-you little son of a bitch!" she panted, pounding her
crotch into his, grinding and shuddering. "You sneaky
little- bastard-fucking mom, and now me. Wowy-oh hey-you
have the greatest cock-fuck me hard, brother-little baby
brother with the far out fuck pole-fuck me hard-HARD!"
Danny responded by speeding up his thrusts, by ganging his
prick into her cunt so violently that her ass cheeks jiggled
and her tits shook with each heavy stroke.
"Good, good-hard! Fuck me-fuck me-I-I'm coming--- coming-oh
son of a bitch-I'm coming, baby brother.
"Sis-sis!" Danny gasped. He drove his cock into her
pussy, lunged and bucked it up his sister's shivering wet
cunt, and Betty saw him stiffen out, saw his legs stretch
back and looked closely at the way his balls leaped upward.
He was coming. Betty knew exactly the sensation of his hot
semen leaping forth into a cunt, knew to the last quiver of
feeling how his come splashed and drenched the walls of an
inflamed pussy. Now his older sister was feeling it, too;
now Linda was being bathed in the sticky cream of her
brother's ejaculating penis. Linda was adoring it. Betty
saw her twist and heave, watched her claw at her brother's
slim ass, and heard the sloshing noise as Linda worked her
vagina frantically over Danny's immersed staff.
"I-oohhhh" Oh, Danny! Oh, baby-soak my vagina; flood my
cunt; pack me with your semen, my darling!"
Betty's finger manipulated her clit, teased it, but she
didn't stroke herself to a climax. Not yet, she thought;
Danny will be ready to go again, in just a little while.
And if Linda isn't too shaken up, or too smashed, then
maybe she can watch him pack that fabulous meat to his
mother. Her mother, too. That would make it all
immeasurably better, add that spicy fillip to the sharing
that could now be theirs, all three of them.
A lift of anticipation surged within Betty. She stopped
playing with her cunt and moved the hand out to drift it
lightly over the silken cheeks of her son's ass. The first
step of the plan had been accomplished: Linda Maddox
Forester had been seduced by Danny, and she knew that her
mother had been screwing him, too.
That eased the way for their next move, Linda making it with
her father. It could take a little more time and effort,
but the end result would certainly be worth any trouble.
Maybe they could work on it this weekend; Linda could bring
Glenn over and stay until late Sunday night. From now
until then, she should be able to contrive a method of
getting her father to stick his thick penis into her
yearning cunt.
Linda had wanted some new and exciting action, Betty
thought. The girl was finding it now, and would come up
with more. First her stiff-dicked brother; then her daddy.
If that wasn't enough newness for her, she'd better hang
onto Glenn.
Glenn, Betty thought; oh lord, what were they going to do
with Linda's husband? The house would be crowded, and every
additional guest increased the chances of discovery that
much ; more. Glenn was active and virile; he couldn't be
conned into getting smashed on rum punch, to keep him out
of the way.
But he could be drawn into something else, she decided.
Like screwing his mother-in-law. Now that she'd pushed
aside most of the old, confining barriers, Betty could
excite him, make him so hot to got that he couldn't draw
back. She would fuck h him so thoroughly, so completely,
that he wouldn't be interested in roaming around the house.
Smiling, Betty continued to sit on the carpet beside the
couch, and to caress her son's ass. Sometimes her fingers
strayed down the crack of his buttocks and over his balls,
and sometimes they went even farther, to barely touch the
curly, springy pubic hairs of her daughter, there at the
spot where Danny's prick was shoved into them, right to the
hilt.
She could feel her son relax, feel his back muscles soften.
He turned his face toward his mother and smiled. Betty
couldn't resist. She moved closer and kissed his mouth,
accepted the penetration of his tongue.
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Linda said, "Are you sure the doors are locked?"
Danny laughed. "Look who's being uptight now."
"No," Linda said, curling her smooth and shapely legs under
her body. "It's just that if somebody walks in and catches
us all sitting around bare assed like this, they'll think
we've all freaked out-and maybe we have. If daddy comes
home, or Nikki, or wow! -- if my husband drives up-"
"we thought of the possibilities," Betty said. "The doors
are locked and we more or less have an idea where everyone
else in the family is right now."
"I hope so," Linda said. "I sure hope the hell so. I mean-
- getting snockered and getting laid by my brother is one
thing, but getting caught at it is another. And mom, if
daddy caught- you-or even me-I hate to think of what he'd
do."
"That's what we have to take care of, "Betty said. "That's
why you have to screw your father."
Linda dropped her glass, but Danny caught it before it hit
the rug. She said, "Oh-hey! Hey, that's the wildest,
craziest thing I ever-"
"Oh come on," Danny said. "You know damned well that you've
had the hots for him ever since you started growing up.
Now's your chance to do something about it."
Linda took another cold glass of rum punch, drank half of
it, then giggled. "I guess I just can't get used to this,
to the whole goofy idea. I mean, sitting here naked with
my brother and my mom, and talking about screwing my daddy.
It's too much."
"You enjoyed balling me," Danny said. "It'll be terrific
with dad. I love putting it to you, Linda, but there's
something just a little extra, when I fuck mom."
Linda flinched visibly and drank the rest of her punch. She
said, "When I look at you, mother-nude and beautiful like
that, I wonder why I grew up thinking of you as old.
You're something- else-those big round breasts and that
lovely black hair on your mound, and I've always admired
your long, provocative legs. I mean, you really have a
gorgeous body. But-thinking about you and Danny, I don't
know. It all seems sort of unreal."
"Oh, it's real," Betty said, herself fortified heavily by
the rum and as yet ungratified. "but I guess we'd better
prove it. Danny?"
"Any time, mom, I was just getting back my energy, and
seeing you there waiting for me-that brought it back in a
hurry. See it growing?"
She smiled at his half-risen erection, always drawn to the
splendid charm of his cock and to the perfection of his
naked body. Such a beautiful boy, and such a lovely girl
with him. She was very proud of them both.
"Ill lie down on the floor, and you can mount me. Linda,
our mom is some exquisite piece of ass; she's as hot and
tight in the cunt as you are, and she really eats up a
prick."
Betty kneeled on the carpet as her son stretched himself
flat on it, his slim legs reaching to her, his sun bronzed
skin gleaming beguilingly and his penis lifting, turning
harder with each moment. It was an alluring erection, and
she slid forward on her knees. Opening them, she passed
over his legs and sat erect and poised above his lavender
headed penis. She could not resist playing with it, toying
with the balls and running her fingertips lightly up and
down the throbbing staff. She felt the oiliness left by
his recent ejaculation, the residue of her daughter's
vaginal lubrication.
Danny was caressing her thighs, smiling up at her as he
cupped the cheeks of her ass and finger walked through the
tufted shag of her cunt hair. She trembled above him,
prolonging her screwing, drawing out the anticipation of
feeling her son's singular prick entering her quaking
vulva.
"Lovely, mom," Danny said, peering up into her crotch. "I
can see your cuntlips all red and waiting. So beautiful, so
sexy."
"Darling," she breathed, forgetting for the moment that her
daughter was sitting only inches away and staring with open
mouthed fascination. "Oh darling, give mommy your sweet you
prick!"
She inched down upon its upthrust head, positioning her slot
carefully upon the blunt end of her son's swollen rod. The
head touched into her humid labia, probed lovingly into the
thick forest of her pubic hair and found the slippery
entrance to ecstasy.
Lowering her crotch slowly, Betty settled upon his cock. It
eased into her fevered vagina, slid teasingly over her
tremulous clit and went all the way up when she sat upon
his pelvis. His balls were forced against the lips of her
pussy, and she liked that.
"All the way in," Danny said. "My cock's locked into your
pussy, mother. You're so juicy inside, it's almost as if
daddy had been fucking you before I got my prick in. so
slimy and good, so tickly-and when you rock your beautiful
ass back and forth like that, I go ape."
"Betty leaned over him, pushed one of her nipples at his
face. "Here, darling-suck this; you love your mommy's tit
so much, just suck away on this, while mommy screws you."
Wetly, his lips pulled it in, and his teeth gnawed tenderly
upon her nub. Danny sucked it then, sucked on it as is he
was a baby again, and she was feeding him mild instead of
cunt. His hands held both her jiggling breasts and he
rubbed his forehead into the one he wasn't sucking.
Betty rolled her ass and lifted upon her knees, pulling her
pussy up his cock until she felt the rounded flange of the
head against her inner labia. Then she pushed down again,
swivelling her crotch as she did so, and heard her vagina
make gulping, liquid noises.
Danny pulled on her nipple, his hands clenching her ass
cheeks, his belly arching and sliding over hers, dampening
with sweat. She fucked him with long, deliberate movements
of her lower body, seesawing and pumping, hunching and
grinding, giving him all the delight she could, thrilling
herself with each slickened thrust.
Suddenly he tore his hungry mouth away from her wet tit, and
grunted out his needs: "Oh-ah, mother!! Yes, oh yes-that
magic cunt. But-not yet; don't make me come yet. I want to
eat my sister's cunt!"
Surprised, Betty slowed her ass movements, allowed his stiff
prick to nestle motionless within the velvet clasping of her
pussy. "but Danny-how-"
"Linda," he said. "Sis-get off the couch and stand over
me. Put one foot on each side of my body."
As if she was mesmerized, Linda stood up, moved stiltedly to
where they lay upon the floor and obeyed her brother's
gasped commands, placing one of her feet on each side of
his head. His arms lifted, and he ran his hands over her
ass, her thighs, down to her spread calves and back up
again, searching and embracing.
"Just sit down on me," he said. "Like mom's doing, but you
sit on my face, sis-please, oh please. I want to taste your
pussy."
"All right," Linda answered breathlessly, and bent her
knees, brought her crotch down and down until the mossy and
lathered mound was just over his mouth. She kneeled then,
and allowed him to pull her cunt into position for his
probing tongue.
They were so close, so near. Sitting upon her son's prick,
Betty stared at the red reaching of his tongue as it darted
into her daughter's vulva. Linda squirmed, and her thickly
woolen mound covered her brother's mouth, leaving only his
chin exposed; her milky white thighs closed around his
head, and Betty was afraid that Danny would be smothered in
pussy, that he couldn't breathe.
But evidently he was reveling in the envelopment, for he
wiggled and his prick moved within Betty's vagina. Betty
sat quietly upon Danny's rod until it moved again; then she
began to stroke on it, taking up where she had left off,
her orgasm postponed by the long hesitation, but her
longing was even keener.
"Mom," Linda said softly, "Oh, mom!"
Betty looked into her daughter's face, into Linda's eyes.
She reached for her daughter's hands and held them as they
both rocked upon the boy's body beneath theirs.
"Linda---it's so-"
"Yes, mom-yes!"
Betty pumped sensuously upon the prick within her pussy, and
Linda ground lightly upon the mouth that was eating into her
cunt. Betty saw the perfectly modeled tits of her daughter
bounce, saw the stunning nipples weaving from side to side
as Linda rode her brother's face.
When her daughter released her hands, and felt out to take
Betty's tits, her fingers spread to encompass the pale
mounds and the palms pressing down upon the hard nipples
Betty arched her back and thrust her breasts against the
adoring hands, and before she knew it, she was fondling the
sweet young tits so appealingly moving before her.
Holding each other's breasts, they moved in unison, one of
them screwing Danny's cock, the other fucking his mouth.
Caressing, squeezing, moaning softly and whispering
endearments, they leaned closer and closer, until their
lips met.
Betty shuddered from head to toe as her mouth slid over
Linda's, as her daughter's lips opened to take in the
tentative probing of her tongue. Then they were kissing in
earnest, their tits together, their arms around one
another, tongues running wild and their teeth clashing as
their gushing breaths mixed hotly.
"Baby-my wonderful girl-"
"Mamma-oh mamma-kiss me, love me-"
Heaving, burrowing up and around, Danny poked hard with his
cock, and Betty responded to its stabbing by riding it, by
twisting its meaty rod within the silked gloved clenching of
her soapy cunt, and she could sense that he was going to
let go his load at any second.
She took her mouth an inch away from Linda's to say: "Ride
him, sweetheart-he's ready to come!!"
"Ahh! Uuumm!! Danny-Danny, eat me! suck my pussy like-
that-like THAT!!"
Churning her own ass, Betty crushed her mouth into her
daughter's just as the girl came, and the spasms racked them
both, for Betty was rising to her own climax, coming
fiercely upon the spiraling prick of her son that was
feeling into the very cup of her womb.
Beneath them, Danny Maddox bucked like a mustang, pounding
his cock madly into his mother's dripping vagina, biting
into this sister's buttery pussy-and when he came, the
spurting was the foaming jet of a fire hose, a solid
striking of thick fluid up into Betty's sheath. The juices
boiled over the flexing head of her son's prick and called
forth an answering release of her own jellies, an increase
in greasy slaves that their interlocked sex organs didn't
need.
Gasping in her mother's mouth, Linda moaned and went limp
all over. She sagged to one side, her crotch lifting from
Danny's still devouring mouth with a wet and plopping
sound. Betty supported her, held to her until the
descending weight grew to be too much, then she drifted
sideways with her daughter, letting Danny's hard penis pull
out of her snatch.
They lay crumpled into a heap, softened and drained, and the
warm looseness was an exquisite feeling in itself. Danny
was spent, Betty thought; he had fired such a tremendous
load into her pussy that it was leaking out along her
thighs, hot and sticky. And only a short time before, he
had fucked his sister deeply and strongly.
Linda too-Betty kissed her daughter's soft cheek. Dear
Linda had passed through a pair of blazing orgasms with her
adoring brother-one on his penis, one in his mouth. She was
quivering and her moaning took a long time to subside.
Such enchanted fucking. Betty thought, lying there with her
darling children. It had been a thing of pure beauty, an
event of wonder to cherish and remember always. She had
known such a rush of love, of desire, for Linda that it had
been irresistible.
The sharing; the giving and receiving at the same time, one
for the other, selfish yet selfless. The devotion-attentive
and dedicated to making the other person happy as humanly
possible. And perhaps that was the key word, Betty thought:
to be human. Not imitation immortals upon contrived
hilltops, but human and earthy and filled with a healthy
lust. It was so damned wonderful to be wanton and free and
not have to pretend.
She slept, or perhaps she only dreamed, but Betty's pleasant
lethargy was shattered by a sound. She sat up, a sudden
chill upon her breasts, upon her mound where the semen was
drying. What made the noise-or rather, who made it?
Betty listened hard. Had it been at one of the doors, a
window? She climbed up, unsteady upon her feet, and hurried
to put on her clothing, scrabbling among the tossed
discards for her own things. Bras and panties - her son's
cut off jeans, her daughter's miniskirt and blouse; Betty
wiggled into a bra, found it too tight, and knew it wasn't
her own. But it was too late to change, and she slipped on
the see-through blouse.
The side window, she thought; the small window where the
walk ran along the house, between wall and hedge. The
noise had emanated from that direction, she was sure now.
She touched a foot to the nude, supine body of her son,
nudged Linda heavily.
"Come on, kids-somebody's hanging around the house. Get
dressed and scatter. I'll go see who it is."
Danny muttered and Linda leaped straight up, "Who-what? Oh-
my-it must be Glenn!! Wow-I have to get out of here right
now!"
Betty ran fingers through her hair and walked quickly to the
kitchen, through it and onto the service porch, where she
unlocked the back door and opened it. Stepping out onto the
steps, she looked around and waited and listened.
"Hi, mom."
Betty flinched and tried to compose her face before turning.
"Nikki'; I thought you'd be gone most of the afternoon."
Nicole Maddox tilted her pert face to one side. "I was;
it's kind of late, and I figured you'd want me home for
dinner."
"Ohh lord," Betty said, "dinner. Linda's here and we were -
- gossiping so much I completely for got. Your father will
be furious, and Linda should have called Glenn, and-"
"Danny, can drive me to the chicken place," Nikki
volunteered, "if you'll give me some money."
"Of course; that's a great idea. Come with me while I find
my purse, Nikki. I'll call Danny downstairs."
If he could get himself together, she thought. And if Linda
could bluff it through, both with her younger sister, and on
the phone to her husband. But no backing down, Betty
thought. The weekend would be too long and dreary, without
the sexual freedom three of them had found. They'd have to
go through with the plan, work things around so that Linda
could seduce her father, and Glenn kept busy-and satisfied-
by his newly awakened- mother-in-law.
That took care of four people, if everything worked out.
And left two. Nikki and Danny. The boy had been catalyst
for all this, and certainly wouldn't cut himself out of the
action. but how could they handle Nicole? She had been
sent here and there for days, and by now she was beginning
to wonder what was going on around her home.
Nikki and Danny, Betty thought, and sternly told herself
no. The girl was far too young, an immature kid of fifteen.
To draw her into the spreading net of family fornication
would be a terrible thing. It was unthinkable. Nikki was
a virgin, and not on the pill, and would probably be
frightened silly of anything even remotely resembling
incest.
In the kitchen, Nicole pushed past her, brushed a small but
rounded thigh against Betty's, and bent to poke her head in
the refrigerator. Betty stared at the dainty buttocks of
her youngest child, at the svelte waist and graceful
shaping of Nicole's's rear. She hadn't noticed it before,
because she hadn't really looked, but the girl wasn't all
that immature. Nikki was tiny, and that tended to confuse
the observer's eye, but although what she had was in
miniature, it was all there.
Was she still a cherry?
Yes, Betty decided; of course. They'd solve the problem of
Nikki's presence some way, and bring Danny into the
screwing. Smiling, Betty maneuvered her hips only a bit
lewdly and went to call her other children.
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Chapter 8
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They got a break concerning both Glenn and Nikki. Glenn had
to work late at his office, and Nikki was booked for a party
at a friend's house. That left the plan open and fluid, if
they moved reasonably fast and got the job done before the
others returned to the house.
Linda met Betty in the kitchen after they'd tidied up the
table and the men were at the TV set. Chad and his son were
watching a ball game.
Linda said, "How do I go about it, mom?" I mean, it seems
like this afternoon was a dream, and now daddy's here and
everything is just like it was before."
"It's not like before," Betty said. "You and I have both
been laid by your brother, and if we're going to continue to
have any real fun, then you have to take care of your
father, keep him busy and guilty and unsuspicious."
Her daughter shook her head and tucked the last plate into
the dishwasher. "But there's Glenn; my husband is no dummy,
and- -"
"I'll take care of Glenn," Betty said. "The same thing will
work for him."
Linda stared. "You mean you and my husband?"
"Why not? It's also you and my husband!"
"Far out," Linda breathed. "I think Glenn had a thing for
you, even before we were married. He's always looking at
you and saying what a fine looking woman you are. But I
never thought you would encourage him, or that he'd ever
get the nerve to make a pass."
"Thank your brother for starting it all," Betty said. "I'm
getting a little excited, thinking of Glenn. He's so strong
and active. Tell me, Linda-is he a good lay, a fine
lover?"
He daughter giggled. "You're turning me on, talking like
this. I never imagined discussing my husband's sexual
ability with my mother. Yes, he is good. He's eager and
he's tender, although a little square. It' not that I
don't love him, mom-- or love to screw him. It's just that
I was getting bored with an everyday kind of sex. Maybe
Glenn is too."
"Probably," Betty said. "The same with your father, but I
stirred him up by going down on him."
"You did? Wow! I've tried to do that to Glenn, but he
backs off. You see, before I married him, I had this oral
affair going with another boy. I was scared to screw, so
we just went down on each other, and this went on for
months. I was still cherry when I married Glenn, but I've
yearned for some oral sex, too."
Smiling, Betty said, "I'll try to see to it. Maybe he'll
got for eating, if it's not with his wife. Men are funny."
Linda stepped close to her, and Betty hung the dish-cloth on
the rack. Her daughter said, "you're terrific, mom. I
freaked out when we were kissing and feeling each other's
tits, and I- thought-I mean, I wondered if we couldn't do
more."
Betty lifted her arms and Linda came into them. Their
bodies moved sinuously against each other, and Betty felt
the ripe shaping of her daughter's mound pressing her own,
knew the thrusting of Linda's tits.
"I wondered, too," she said. "I don't know anything about
two women, but I'll try to learn. Sweet Linda, my lovely
daughter with the charming, graceful body and the passionate
mouth. Kiss me, darling-then we'll have to get about
seducing your father. We'll get together some time later,
though; I promise. Just you and I."
"I'll like that," Linda breathed, and put her warm, mobile
lips upon Betty's. "O-okay," Linda panted. "First daddy, I
know. But how am I going to go about it? I don't just grab
him, or something."
I'll take Danny out, pretend he has to go somewhere he
forgot. Of course, we won't really go. We're going to
watch, and maybe get in some screwing of our own. I know
how Danny gets excited, just talking about his father
fucking, and when he sees him put it to you, I know I'll
have to keep him busy. Not that I'll mind. but you and
Chad-let's see: how about you starting to drink with him,
get you both loosened up? Then start telling him how
frustrated you are, confess that Glenn is impotent and
can't satisfy you, and pretend that it's driving you crazy.
go into some details, and that will stimulate your dad,
hearing it. Drink some more and push it at him. Climb on
his lap like you used to do when you were little, and don't
wear any pants under that mini. If he doesn't get a hard
on, he's dead."
Pursing her lips and lifting one eyebrow, Linda said
thoughtfully, "That just might work. I can be so hot that
I'm forgetting he's my father, and tell him I have to fuck
somebody, or I'll run out in the street and grab the first
man who comes along.
"He'll save you from that," Betty laughed, and they giggled
together.
When they were in the family room, Danny said o hell yes, he
remembered promising Eddie, and could mom run him over
there? Sure, Betty answered, and went into a long
explanation about how she and Eddie's mother had some
administrative work to do on that charity affair, and would
Chad mind if they stayed a few hours.
Eyes on the TV ball game, Chad grunted agreement and waved
them out. Betty and her son went through the living room,
slammed the outer door, then backtracked to find places at
the louvered window above a couch. They had to kneel on
the couch to see, but when their faces were side by side,
they could make out the family room and those in it, very
well.
Linda made the first move by clicking off the TV set. "Dad,
I want to talk to you, It's very important, but I need a
drink before I can say anything."
Watching, Betty saw the girl pour two big drinks of straight
rum over rocks. Linda gave her father one and sat on the
arm of his leather chair. "Here's to a happy love live-
which I don't have."
Cute, Betty thought, and to the point! and downing her
drink- bottoms-up would force Chad to do the same.
Chad said, voice roughed a little by the straight rum, "I
though you and Glenn got along okay."
Linda moved from chair to bar and back again, carrying
glasses. Putting one into her father's hand, she sought the
chair arm again, swinging her hip close to him. "we get
along fine. The trouble is-oh, how can I tell you? The
trouble is- I'm going out of my mind because he doesn't,
because Glenn- can't-have sex with me."
She gulped her drink and Betty thought: be careful, girl;
you'll get smashed before you can turn on your daddy. But
Glenn downed his shot, too. Then he said, "What the hell-
you mean he can't-"
"Impotent is the word," Linda half-sobbed. "He kind of
plays with me when I'm all naked, and kisses my breasts,
and puts his hands in between my legs. The he rubs his-his
soft thing against me, and tries to make it go inside my-
well, my vulva. But he can't and I'm g-going crazy!!"
Betty bit her lips to keep from laughing. Linda was one
hell of an actress, and she kept edging her hip closer,
pushing her sleek body nearer to his arm.
"Hell kid, Chad said, " that's rough. but I don't know what
I can do, unless it's to make Glenn go see a doctor."
Linda started to cry. She said brokenly, "Oh-oh, I can't
wait that long. I need it now, now! You don't know what
the torture is, and it's not as if I'm a virgin, and I need
it, need it. I'm going to just run out in the street and
grab the first guy I see, and beg him to-to do it to me!"
"You can't do that," Chad said, putting an arm around his
daughter's shoulders. "Come on, kid-settle down, and-"
"Oh daddy, daddy, you've always been so understanding, so
helpful." Linda slid over onto his lap and snuggled to him,
her face into the side of his corded throat, her rounded
ass squirming upon his lap.
And with no panties on, Betty thought. Chad couldn't take
that for long, especially with two double shots of rum
racing through his blood. Linda was wiggling, rubbing her
tail and her tits into her father, and Betty saw Chad try
to move her off his lap, saw him attempt to lift his
daughter away. But then Linda kissed him, open-mouthed and
panting, and while he was pinned in his seat by the shock
of her tongue racing over his teeth, she swung one foot
around and the leg over, so that she was facing her father,
straddling him.
"Wow," Danny breathed in his mother's ear. "She's really
going to work on dad."
"Shh," Betty admonished. "Let's keep still and just watch."
Chad grunted and pulled his mouth from Linda's. "Kid-baby-
you don't know what you're doing."
"I do, I do!" Linda sobbed, and tore off her blouse to push
the erect nipples of her shapely young breasts at him. When
her father leaned back, she leaned forward, and he lifted
his hands to ward her off. Instead, she pushed a tit at
his mouth and his hands cupped her breasts, hesitated there
a moment too long.
Linda shipped off her mini and was bare-assed against him.
Her lovely legs were up and over the arms of the chair, her
naked buttocks rolling and moving over his lap, his crotch.
Chad's legs pushed slowly out, opening at the ankles, and
Betty couldn't see his face because Linda's breasts covered
it.
but she could watch her Daughter's busy, deft hands as they
worked feverishly at her father's pants. It was only a
second before she had his huge penis out, and was riding it
between the cheeks of her active ass. the swollen dark
head of it peeped out from her buttocks, disappeared again
as Linda wiggled and hunched.
Chad was beyond resisting; Betty saw him move, watched his
dark and hairy hands clench around his daughter's trim
waist, saw him lift the girl's ass high so that his rigid
prick could lift its head up and find the springy, curly
pubic hair of her dewy mound.
"Oh daddy, daddy! Please stick it in me. I'd rather be
screwed by you than anyone else in the world. Oh please,
daddy- put it-put it in!
Staring wide-eyed, her son's breath husking raggedly in her
ear, Betty saw the big, distended head of her husband's cock
as it worked into her daughter's thickly haired pussy.
Linda sank gasping down upon the rod that was stretching
her labia wide; inch by thick and veined inch, Chad's staff
slid up into the hot and grasping of his daughter's young
and excited cunt.
"Baby," Chad said, "oh my baby girl. You're tight and
slick, and so beautiful, so hot-"
"Oh yes, daddy. Oh my darling daddy, you have such a big
prick. Oh-ahh-I've never had my cunt filled so well, never
had it packed so long and so wide by a man's meat. Big
prick, glorious prick-ahh, I can feel it all the way up to
my belly. Oh sweet daddy, darling father-fuck me, fuck
your baby girl!!"
"Here, Linda, take it, baby! Here's your daddy's big prick-
- screw it off, it you want to. It's all yours,
sweetheart-all this cock is yours-I'm fucking you, Linda
baby-"I'm socking my stiff prick home into my daughter's
beautiful pussy-ahh, what a t tight, sweet ass-oh, baby-oh,
Linda!"
Betty felt the nipples on her tits rise, and pressed them
against the louvered window as she observed her husband
fucking his older daughter, his heavy cock slipping in and
out as Linda's ass rose and fell. Beside her, his son's
arm slipped around her shoulders and dropped to take hold
of her right tit. She felt Danny turn and press against
her thigh, felt the rigid length of his cock nudging her
hip and knew that he had already dropped his shorts.
Hypnotically, her eyes held to the sensuous scene in the
other room, and she breathed hard as Linda increased the
movements of her churning ass. Chad's fingers were dug into
the soft cheeks of his daughter's ass now, and he was
driving his thick staff solidly up into her juicy sheath
with every movement. Betty could see his hairy balls flop
with every upward stroke, and hear the slushy noises his
prick was making inside the liquid suctions of Linda's hot
cunt.
Daddy-Lay it to me-feed me that crazy big prick-make my
teeth rattle with your cock-oh, fuck me, screw me, ram me-
oh- daddy-daddy, darling-I'm going to come! I'm coming,
daddy- - oh please hurry and come with me, come in me!!"
"Yeah, baby-oh yes, kid-tight and hot and slippery-you hot
little juicy bitch, fucking your own daddy like this-you
hot little slippery cunt with the wild ass-oh here it come,
baby!"
Betty saw her husband's balls leap up and hang against the
crack of her daughter's pistoning ass, then watched them
flex and drop slowly back down. He was shooting his load
of semen into Linda's vagina, pumping forth his come into
this daughter's pussy, filling her with the hot and sticky
cream of his eager manhood.
Chad had fucked his daughter, and fucked her well. Betty
sighed, and kept her eyes glued to Linda and Chad, while her
son eased her own shorts down her thighs. She was kneeling
upon the couch cushions, so he couldn't get them over her
legs. Still, he left room enough for his anxious cock to
reach her dripping vulva. Betty turned her body to meet
him, keeping her face at the louvered window, staring at
the temporary collapse of Chad and Linda in her husband's
big leather chair.
Danny prodded the head of his prick into his mother's public
hairs, pushed gently but firmly until the found the wet and
ready entranceway. Then he took the pulsating cheeks of her
ass in two gentle hands as he forced his glans, then the
length of his stiff young penis all the way inside her
lubricated vagina.
Kneeling with her thighs spread, Betty watched the couple in
the other room, and felt Danny's cheek beside hers at the
peephole. They kneeled together, fucking slowly and with a
slippery affection as they stared at their counterparts
across the way. Mother and son fucking, father and
daughter fucking-- and a series of tremors quaked through
Betty's body as she knew the matchless intimacy of it all,
as she rode her son's cock and watched her husband's cock
move within the tight confines of her daughter's pussy.
It was magic and wondrous; it was so wildly exciting that
Betty wanted to shout through the window that she loved
everybody, that she adored every prick and cunt in the
world-- but that most of all, she worshiped the peerless
screwing her own immediate family could perform.
She closed her teeth on the impending shout of disclosure,
and worked her belly back and forth so that her son could
use his prick better. It was exciting to fuck this way,
she thought, to grind belly to belly, rubbing each other's
pelvis. She flattened her tits against his smooth and
hairless chest, and mingled the hairs of her mound into the
hairs of his crotch with every long greasy stroke Danny
made into her clasping pussy.
In the other room, Linda lifted herself slowly from her
father's rod, placing her feet on the floor and rising to
slip his prick out of her vagina. Betty saw the jism on
its head, the gleaming of love oils and semen mixed on the
swollen and purplish glans, and she saw the froth left in
her daughter's shaggy hair.
She expected Linda to move back, to step away and give her
father a chance to recover, but her older daughter did no
such thing. Instead, since she was standing over Chad's
legs, with her feet spread wide, Linda's belly was on a
level with his eyes, or near to it. The girl tucked her
fingers into her father's brown-gray hair and said down to
him: "Oh daddy, father, lover-how I dug that screwing. I
think I'm still coming, still hitting little quick orgasms.
What a massive, hard prick you have. I envy mom for
getting it all the time."
Betty seesawed upon her son's cock, and Danny rubbed his
chest across her hardened nipples, tantalizing her, stroking
his cock into her with deep, slow thrusts.
Beyond their peephole, Chad said: "I can't believe I've
screwed my own daughter; I just can't believe it. But when
I felt you bare ass on me, felt all that rich pubic hair
and knew you were naked under that little skirt-I couldn't
control myself any longer. Oh baby, was I so wrong?"
Linda moved her tits over his face, drew her nipples
teasingly across his lips and caressed his head. "Darling
daddy, you did me such a favor; you made me complete. I
want to be fucked by you, over and over again. I'll never
get enough of this wonderful prick. Love me, sweetheart;
fuck me and kiss me and eat me up. Here, darling-here, my
lover-move your sweet mouth on down and kiss my belly while
I stand here. Daddy-oh- daddy-kiss me lower, lower yet-"
Betty caught her breath. Chad was going to do it; he was
going to eat his daughter's cunt, going down on her as she
forced his face sliding over her belly and into the opulent
growth of hair at the vee of her femininity. Chad was
giving oral love to his daughter, something he had never
done to his wife. And only seconds after he had fucker
her, just these few short moments since he had let go a
mighty load of come into that same steamy little box. He
would be tasting his won semen, Betty thought; he would be
eating into the wetly spiced flavors of Linda's pussy, and
he would be knowing the salty musk of his own ejaculation.
It was weird and it was exciting, so much so that Betty
grabbed for Danny's shoulders and began to hammer her pelvis
roughly into his, fucking fast and furiously, her inflamed
cunt sucking upon him.
She couldn't see her husband's face, couldn't actually watch
him lap into Linda's creamy pussy, but she could stare
hungrily at their daughter's modeled ass as it rolled and
bucked, gyrated and heaved, tightened and loosened. And
she could listen.
"Eat it, father," Linda said. "Lick on into my cunt and
just eat me-that's right daddy-oohh, yes, that's fine! Up
to the clit, darling-on up some more-feel around with your
sweet tongue and find the little nubbin there. OH! OH
YES!! Now lick it hard, suck it-suck my clit, daddy! Bite
it! Eat it-oh daddy, daddy, just bury your face in my cunt
and suck it, SUCK IT!
Linda's ass bumped forward, pulled back. She shook it and
hunched it, and her hands pushed her father's head savagely
against her crotch as she screwed his mouth and rocked on
his teeth and fucked his tongue.
Marvelous, Betty thought, grinding her own cunt wildly on
Danny's hammering cock, flopping her big tits against his
sweaty- chest-oh marvelous, to see such primitive need
unleashed. Linda was dominating her father, conquering
him, making him eat her cunt and making him love it. Linda
was letting it all go, swinging her ass and pouring hotly
whispered word over him.
"Oh, darling-oh my incestuous father-not dirty, not old--
but you fuck your own daughter and you eat her pussy-you
love it, you love that wet taste and the juice running down
your throat. Suck it harder! Swallow it! You cunt-eating
bastard-- you daughter fucker! You sexy, horny, loving
daddy-oooo! I'm- coming-I'm coming!"
Betty hissed it: "I'm coming, too. Hit it, Danny---hammer
that sweet prick up your mother's cunt and spray me with
your come!"
"Yes, mom," her son grunted quietly. "Yes, darling cunt,
sweet mother pussy- -I'm letting it go right now in your
cunt. Oh mom-oh mother-feel it squirt in you!"
It was ecstasy, and Betty quivered in its grip as the hot
come flushed into her clutching vagina. Her asshole drew
tight and her buttocks clenched. She wanted to scream, and
held it back only with a major effort of will. Within her
cunt, her son's prick flexed, oozed some more glorious boy
semen into her tube, flexed again, and she felt his balls
slide down her thigh as they were temporarily drained.
Her eyes had difficulty getting into focus, but Betty
managed to peer at Linda and Chad in time to see them going
to the floor together, nakedly entwined. Linda was kissing
her father's hairy chest and nipping the skin of his upper
belly, and Betty knew exactly what was going to happen
next. Linda was preparing to suck her father's cock, to
blow him in the fashion she had learned as a virginal girl
afraid of intercourse.
A long time since she'd been eaten, Linda said; a long time
since she had known the joys of oral sex, and never with her
bashful husband. Now she had gotten it from her daddy, and
would soon give it back, sucking that massive prick until it
exploded into her mouth and flooded her throat.
Regretfully, Betty gave a twist of her pelvis that flipped
Danny's cock from her hole. She had to leave now, to dress
and take the car to pick up Glenn from his office-and to
screw him.
Chapter 9
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Betty parked the station wagon on the dark street, half a
block from the house and in front of a vacant lot, shutting
off lights and ignition and turning on the front seat to
face her- son-in-law.
"Bey, Betty-What's up?"
She lifted her knees to the seat and drew her feet under her
buttocks, touching her kneecaps lightly against his left
thigh. "I'd like to talk to you, Glenn."
"Sure; anything wrong?" It was too dark to see more than
the outline of his face, but his voice was serious.
She wriggled, making an accidental movement that pushed her
knees against him a bit more, and Betty noticed that he
didn't try to slide away. She said, "I understand that you
and Linda are not as ardent as you used to be. That's bad
in a couple so young and not married any longer than you
two. It took Chad and me many more years to drift apart,
become bored."
"Linda said that? I'll be damned. I didn't think she'd
talk about it, and-yeah, Betty; I guess the honeymoon's
over. I don't mean I've stopped loving my wife; I just
don't get excited- enough-to well, love her as often.
Betty smiled in the dark. She was wearing a heavy and
exotic perfume, and feeling like an utter bitch. The while
shorts stood out, accented her hips and belly and called
attention to the fact that she wasn't an old mother- in-law
type lady.
She said, "The honeymoon doesn't have to be over just
because the first bloom wore off. There are-other blooms to
be picked, Glenn. And I can promise that knowing them will
bring back the excitement of the first few weeks with
Linda."
He was quiet for awhile, then said, "That's another
surprise, hearing that from you. I'll admit that I've been
eyeing one of the secretaries, but I thought......"
Betty stretched, pushing her tits against the pale blouse,
making certain that he could smell her perfume. She said,
"You shouldn't have any trouble finding a suitable partner,
Glenn. You're such an exciting young man."
"Oh? I always thought you were kind of exciting too,
Betty." That's why I could never call you mom, or mother,
or even Mother Betty. You're too-pretty and young to be
motherly."
She laughed in her throat, growing more certain of her prey,
feeling catlike and female. "Oh, I don't know. Sometimes
being a mother is a good thing-a real good thing. You have
no idea how thrilling it can be. Linda knows now, but you
don't; not yet, Glenn."
He sounded puzzled. "Betty, I don't know what in hell
you're talking about. Linda's not pregnant, is she?
"No," she answered. "What I mean is this: you don't have to
eye any secretaries, Glenn. Look closer to home. Look at
me."
She heard his sharply indrawn breath: "Betty-do you mean---"
"Exactly."
"B-but-you're Linda's mother, and, and-"
She lifted her knees, shoved her tail nearer and put her
knees into his lap. "And I'm a woman who can excite you,
who can spice up your sex life. Here, Glenn-give me your
hands."
Finding them in the dark, Betty placed them upon her
trembling breasts, and squirmed even closer on the seat,
leaning the found softness of her tits into his palms.
"You've stared at these often enough, dear; here they are."
"Man," Glenn breathed. "This is wild, like a crazy dream.
but these tits are real. Betty, Betty, do you really mean
you'll lay me?"
She laughed. "There's a foam rubber pad in the back of the
wagon. Think you can get undressed back there?"
He was over the seat and tearing off his pants, his shorts;
his coat vanished somewhere, but before he could get off his
shirt, Betty was on top of him, reaching for his erection,
squeezing her eager fingers around his penis.
It was a nice, hard prick, not as big as Chad's, not as long
as Danny's, but a nice cock with a wide and flaring head.
It had taken her daughter's cherry, and fucked Linda's
richly haired you pussy many, many times. Now it was hers,
and she meant to make the most of the opportunity.
His hands raced over her as they lay side by side, felling
her tits, her back, her ass; Glenn's cock pressed into her
belly and she lifted one leg to drape it over him.
"You don't give a damn if anybody walks up on us or not, do
you?" Glenn's voice was husky against her throat.
"No," she gasped. "All I give a damn about is you fucking
me. Here, darling-here, feel how eager I am, how damp and
anxious."
His hand cupped her mound, toyed with the dewy hairs of her
humid vulva. "Damn! That's a soft and juicy pussy, Mrs.
Maddox. And I'm sure as hell ready for it. I've wanted to
get into your cunt ever since I started going out with your
daughter, but I thought-I figured you were so quiet and-
straight-oh, what a piece of ass you're going to be!"
"All yours, darling," she said, "but you talk too much."
And she found his mouth with hers to thrust her tongue
inside. His teeth clashed against hers, and his mouth was
hot, sexy. It was if she had two sons, she thought, and
this was the second one.
His prick was fumbling for the entrance to her cunt, so she
slid one hand down between their bodies and guided the
flared glans into the wetly receptive labia. With a gently
roll of her ass and a slow hunch of her pelvis, she settled
the head of his hard cock into the lips of her pussy.
another push, and the head popped into her hungry vagina,
the stiff rod following with a sliding rush until her son-
in-law's prick was buried to the balls inside her feverish
body.
Against his teeth, into his hot breath, she said it,
demanded it: "Fuck me, Glenn! Oh, fuck me good."
"You hot cunt woman," he hissed back. "Oh man, what a
pussy! It feels like it's biting down on the head of my
cock! An I'm screwing it, fucking you in between those
long, slim legs that drive me out of my head, sticking it
in next to that ass that wiggles me our of my mind. Oh
Betty, oh Mrs. Maddox-I'm ramming it deep into your cunt,
feeding all my meat up your hot, velvet pussy. O wow, oh
man, oh man-what a lucky son of a bitch I am."
Stimulated, around to a fever pitch by the strange cock
sloshing within her tremulous cunt, Betty bucked on it,
heaved and surged and rolled her vagina in the most
abandoned manner she knew. His balls flapped to her ass
crack, and she reached down behind her buttocks to take
them, to cup them in admiration as the rigid staff plunged
in and out of her slit with a rapid and deeply gratifying
series of strokes.
"Oh wonderful, she panted. "Glenn, that's wonderful! You
have such a strong young prick, and you use it so well.
Ah,- darling-stick it in me, ram it in my cunt where Chad's
cock has come so often. You fuck marvelously, darling-you
fuck al most like Chad."
"Uh! he said, pounding his meaty pole up her pussy. "Uh--
uh! Chad-Chad fucks this crazy pussy all the time. Oh man-
- he's lucky, you're so hot and ripe, so juicy-Oh-Uh-Uh!"
"Darling-your sweet cock-oh, oh! Does Linda screw you like
this, and does she roll her trim ass like that, and does
she grind her cunt on your prick this way, that way?"
"Uh-wow-Linda-your daughter fucks like a mink-eats up my
cock-but-oh Betty-Betty, Mrs. Maddox-the way you shake
your ass-oh, these big tits in my face-ah-ohh! I'm going
to come, I can't hold it back. You're so slick and hot and
wiggly-I'm going to come! How, now-now!"
Betty rode him, curled her leg across him and dug her feel
into the hairy, thrusting crack of his sweaty ass, pulling
his lancing prick deeper with every stroke, meeting him
pelvis to pelvis, hammer for hammer.
Glenn exploded inside her pulsating cunt, that big, wedge
head of his prick letting go a powerful blast of semen that
rained like hot hailstones against the cup of her cervix.
Globs struck her vaginal walls, heavy and oyster-like
spurts of man come that bathed her pussy and made his
stiffly throbbing prick so greasy it slid around sloppily.
"Coming, coming!" he kept saying. "Shooting my come into
my- mother-in- law's wild cunt-packing Mrs. Maddox with my
boiling come. Oh you adorable cunt, you crazy, far-out
bitch!"
Shuddering, stiffening out and throwing back her head, Betty
moaned between her clenched teeth: "AHHH! oh my darling,
AHHH! Yes, my young lover, my second son-I'm coming, too.
My orgasm- - my climax-ahh, AHHH! Moving on the wet,
slippery prick that my daughter rides, all buttery in the
come my daughter feels, AAHHH!"
They sagged together, and Betty seemed to be drifting on a
summery lake, a placid blue lake where lotus grew and the
breeze was a soft, warm caress. But she could feel the
slow pulsing of Glenn's cock within her sheath, and knew
the oozing of his semen as it leaked from the stretched
lips of her cunt and slid down her thigh to make a sticky
puddle around the root of his penis.
"Fine ass," he whispered, "oh, what a fine and rich piece of
ass. I knew you'd be hot and sexy; I just knew you'd screw
a man's dick down to a nub. Wow' I could fuck you again
and again, but right now I'm getting a little scared. I
mean-- suppose Chad finds out? He'd kill me."
She rolled her belly over his, made his staff caress her
clit. "And Linda? How about your wife?"
Glenn's prick softened swiftly, and she was sorry she'd
mentioned Linda. He said, "Damn; I've fucked my wife's
mother, and she'll never forgive me for it, if she ever
does find out."
"Oh, I don't know," Betty said, lifting her leg and allowing
him to turn over onto his back. "But don't you want me
again? We have so many things to discover about each
other's body,- Glenn-so much fucking ahead of us."
He reached for her as she turned also, and lay his hand upon
the wet and steamy mound where her hair grew heavy, where
his come had left a trail of glistening juice. "Yeah, I
want to screw you some more. I don't think I'll be able to
stay away from you now, once I've had my prick into that
sizzling pussy. but we're bound to get caught sooner of
later, and we don't want that."
Betty drew a deep breath and said, "Suppose I tell you that
Linda already knows? She and I planned this, planned for me
to seduce you. We thought you'd go along, that you
wouldn't resist too much. Linda's quite proud of your
sexual prowess."
He swallowed loudly and his hand quivered upon her pussy.
"Y- - you and Linda? My wife and her mother---I don't get--
--"
"Variety," Betty explained, "excitement; our sex live spiced
up. Yours and Linda's and mine; and my husband's."
"Shit!" Glenn said, "It's all coming so fast. You-you
mean that Chad is in on this, too?"
"In a way," Betty said. "He doesn't know that you and I
have fucked, not yet. And he doesn't know a few other
things, but he will, in time. But right now-right this
minute, he's pretty drunk and trying to believe his crazy
good luck, because his older daughter has given him one of
the wildest screwings of his life."
"Linda?" And her old man? That's --- goddamnit, that's
incest!"
Betty put her hand over his, pushed down a little so that he
was fully aware of the steamy mound he was cupping. "That's
fun," she said. "More fun than anyone can imagine, who
hasn't done it. I have, too-but that's something else my
husband doesn't yet know."
She heard him gulp again, and Glenn said in wonder: "but
that means that you-Danny and you, fucking?!? Danny fucked
his own mother?"
"At first," she said, "but now we fuck equally as hard."
"I'm a son of a bitch," Glenn breathed. "My wife-you and-
Danny-Chad. And me, too. Hell yes-me, too!! This has been
a real kick in the balls for me, but you know something? I-
I think I like the idea fine. I know damned well that I
enjoy screwing you, and I can't stop now. You know that,
didn't you? You knew that once I got into your juicy cunt
that I'd be hooked on it, and would do anything to keep
screwing it."
Betty said softly, "We hoped so. Linda and I; it was the
only way we could think of. You and I can fuck; Linda and
her father can fuck-and Danny can pitch in between times,
or during!"
"Him too?" Glenn asked. "Has he gotten into my wife's
cunt, too?"
"Yes; they make a beautiful picture, screwing together.
Linda was about to go looking for an outside lover, so we
thought it best to keep it in the family. Linda and Danny
have always had a thing for each other, and now they've
gratified their desires. Just as I've always wanted to lay
you, Glenn-- except I was too uptight, too bound by a lot
of outdated and silly morals to ever say so, or to allow
myself to consciously think so."
"Wait a second," he said, his fingers straying into her cunt
hair and feeling around over the still sudsy labia. "I
can't absorb this all at once. Linda screwed her brother
and father, all in one day; then she sent her mom out to
fuck me, to protect herself. But where does that leave
Chad?" You dais he doesn't know about you and me. How
about Danny-does he know that Danny's been dickin'
everybody?"
Betty caressed his wrist and moved her pelvis against his
palm.. "Chad's in the dark about everything except the fact
that he's fucked his daughter, and that she forced him to
go down on her. But we think that he'll accept you and me,
in kind of a swap deal-so he can get more of Linda's
incestuous ass. He's never gone down on me, so he must be
stunned by screwing his daughter, and she can make him do
anything, anything at all."
Glenn's hand tightened upon her mound. "Man' I'd like to
see my wife taking Chad's meat. I always wondered what it
would be like, to watch her fuck another guy. And her own
father-wow! But what do we do, just walk in and say, hey
there Chad, we've just been screwing out in the station
wagon."
Betty said, "If you don't stop laying with my pussy, we'll
be screwing again, here and now. And I think it's best if
we stay all hot for the meeting with Chad and Linda.
They're pretty well smashed, but they're probably higher on
sex and each other. Come on, Glenn-let's go get with it."
He was silent as they dressed and she drove the car into the
driveway beside the house. When she parked it, Glenn asked,
"How about Nikki?"
Betty shook her head. "Hot her; she's too young. She's at
a party and we have the whole evening ahead of us."
"Funny," Glenn said. "If I'd considered any bit incest orgy
swinging around here, I'd have thought Nikki would be right
in the middle of it. She's got that real sexy look."
"Too young," Betty repeated, "and innocent, I'm sure. We
may even have to send he out of the state, to visit her
grandpa. Can't have a kid like her finding out what we're
all doing!"
Chapter 10
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Linda was dancing with her father when they came in, and
Danny was nowhere in sight. The music was slow and easy,
and Betty could see that Chad was so wrapped up in their
daughter that he hadn't even heard them enter the house.
Both Chad and Linda wore robes, and were barefoot. The
robes, Betty knew were a concession to propriety,
considering that the shock of Linda's husband seeing her
nude with her equally naked daddy might shake things up too
much.
As it was, Glenn went along the wall to the bar and drank
deeply from the mouth of a bottle, paused and drank again,
only glancing at this wife and Chad as they turned slowly
and tightly together, moving to the music.
Betty watched them for a while, seeing her husband's face
buried in their daughter's curly brown hair, seeing them
glide and snuggle, the robes falling open as their bodies
touched and kissed in rhythm. Then she moved to them and
tapped Chad on the shoulder.
"May I cut in?"
His face whipped around to stare at her. "Huh? Hey-well,-
now-Betty. What-"
She slid into his arms as Linda moved back. Chad was really
snockered, but he could still dance. Betty moved to him and
with him as Linda walked somewhat unsteadily over to discuss
things with here still shocked husband.
Lips against her husband's ear, Betty said, "Did Linda have
time to talk to you, dear?"
"Yeah," he grunted, dancing more stiffly now, trying to be
sober and perhaps dignified. "Betty, I don't know how-I
man, I didn't intend to-but it happened and-oh, hell."
"I know just how you feel," she soothed, "and isn't it
wonderful?"
"maybe. You and-and Glenn: I don't know how to take that.
But I guess-I guess I don't have any grip coming. Tit for
tat, and at least you're not screwing your own kid."
"Darling" she said, and kept her belly close to his, kept
moving her breasts into the opening of his robe as they
danced. "Don't worry about that; honestly, don't fret. It
isn't like it used to be, a long time ago. Women are much
freer now, and can be happier. Look, Chad: I don't mind if
you screw Linda, and now that her husband and I have had a
little fun, I'm sure Glenn doesn't mind either. In fact,
he's kind of excited about, all stirred up and ready to go
some more."
"Dammit," he answered. "You're talking about is as if-lie
it's all some kind of game, and-"
"It is a game," she said, "a wonderful sex game we can all
play. Tel the truth, Chad-you've never been so aroused,
have you? And you want to lay your daughter again, to have
her do all the sensual tricks to you."
"Yeah, damn it," he said gruffly. "But-a man's different,-
and-"
"Different, hell!" Betty said sharply. "You want to screw
another woman-your daughter-but you don't want me fucking
another man. Well, I already have, and I'm going to fuck
him some more. And if you want to stick that half-hard on
you're- carrying-if you want to stick that into Linda's
pussy again, you'll have to face the facts."
She left him standing in the middle of the room, wearing a
dazed expression on his face. At the bar, she said, "Pour
one for mamma, please."
Linda said, "Did daddy-"
"He will," Betty promised. "He's wrestling with his
conscience, but he's going to win out. Your father has no
other choice.
Glenn blinked at her. "Hey, Mrs. Maddox-I'm sure glad you
came to pick me up. I've been telling Linda what a ball we
had, and I've been feeling up my wife under her robe."
"Good," Betty said. "Don't get too drunk, though. Just
hang tight and see how Chad reacts to this move."
She whipped off her blouse and unhooked the bra. , dropping
them to the floor; then she wiggled out of her white shorts
and peeled down her lacy panties, seeing a wet spot in
them. Putting one foot up on the bar rail, Betty Maddox
took her time and drank a long, clod drink, keeping her
naked back to her staring husband.
"Look at those tits," Glenn breathed in awe, and Linda said,
"Aren't they wonderful?"
Betty poured herself another glass of liquor, and said to
her daughter. "Slip out of that robe. We'll show him two
naked women."
Linda stood nude beside her mother, their smooth, warm hips
touching, and in the bar mirror, Betty saw her husband move,
saw him come hesitantly toward them. She said, "Glenn-
might as well get undressed, too.. Chad just pinned his
conscience in three straight falls."
"Betty," he said at her shoulder, "Betty, you're right and--
migod, seeing the two of you bare-assed and side by side
like this, it drives me crazy."
She turned to face him, her large breasts lifting, her
nipples hard and pointy. "Take your choice, Chad. You and
fuck you wife or your daughter-or both of us."
"Take your pick, Chad," Glenn chortled. "I'll take the
other one."
"I-I don't know if I can do it right here, with everybody
in the room," Chad muttered. "It's all so mixed up, and
they're both so beautiful, so sexy-"
Betty reached down and petted her erection, then threw back
the robe so that all could see his massive cock. Working
his arms from the sleeves, she said, "I'll make it easy for
you, darling. You're still eager for more of the new
stuff, for that young cunt of your daughter's. So I'll
just take Glenn over here on the couch and start the ball
rolling.
You can stay and watch, or go somewhere else to fuck Linda."
Linda said quickly, "Here, daddy. Oh please, stay here with
me so I can see how Glenn screws mom. She saw us do it, so
it's only fair!"
"Linda, I don't know---"
She said: "I'm staying and you'd better."
Smiling at the tone of command in her daughter's voice,
Betty took her son- in-law by the hand and led him to the
couch. Seen in the light like this, Glenn was a well put
up, heavily muscled young man; the hair on his wide chest
was blonde, and around his crotch it was a deeper gold.
Their pubic hair would blend well together, Betty thought,
gold hairs and black hairs mixing.
She lay down upon the couch and tilted a table lamp so that
there would be no shadow between her thighs, so that
everyone could see in bright light as she took Glenn's
prick into her vulva. She wanted her husband to see it
all, and she knew that from some hidden vantage point, her
son was watching every movement. Danny would have such a
hard on, she thought.
"Glenn, take your time, darling. Kiss me and hold me and do
anything you like---and when you're ready, fuck me"
"Yes, ma'am." Naked and trembling in eagerness, stimulated
beyond himself by the presence of his wife and Betty's
husband, Glenn Forester sat beside her as she lay full
length upon the couch and began to caress her tits.
"My husband likes to play with my tits," Betty said. "He
like to suck on them, too."
"Yes, Mrs. Maddox," Glenn said huskily, and kissed her
mouth first, then her breasts. He took the right nipple
into his mouth first, licking and sucking on it, while his
other hand cupped her left breast.
She said, looking across the room to where her husband
stood, with his daughter's fingers closed around his stiff
cock, "His mouth feels good on my nipple, Chad-and look how
I'm stroking his prick. It's a nice prick, darling-so hot
and hard."
"Man, man," Glenn panted, and leaned across her to switch
nipples, his hand sliding to her hips, one of them
continuing to move over her taut belly and to find her
hairy, pulsing mound. His finger tickled her labia, then
pushed on inside her vagina where it was hot and wet.
She stroked his head and rolled her hips, her eyes fixed
upon her husband, upon their daughter. Glenn paid no
attention to anything but the woman he had his hand on, the
lush female body he was kissing and fondling. His mouth
trailed down from her tit to her belly, and he slid his
tongue into her navel while Betty writhed in rapture. But
he only kissed he vulva lightly, and climbed up on the
couch to kneel between her legs.
His prick was in one hand, the widely flared head leaking a
clear and shining drop of pre-seminal fluid: he pointed it
down and moved forward, aiming for the black forest between
her thighs.
"What a beautiful cunt," Glenn said. "Those lips are ripe
and red, all surrounded by lovely black hair, just waiting
for the head of my prick."
"Put it in, darling," Betty said. "Can you see all right,
you two? Can you see Glenn's cock going into my pussy?"
"Come on," her daughter said, "come on, daddy---I want to
see it all!"
Betty saw her husband tugged nearer, saw his hairy body
tense as Linda made him stand close to where his wife was
just about to be fucked. His own cock was straight, stiff
and thick, the heavy balls swinging below. His pubic hair
was lighter than their daughter's, Betty saw with interest;
Linda's pussy hair was a deeper, richer brown.
"Go ahead, Glenn," Linda said breathlessly. "go on and fuck
my mother."
Glenn shoved the head of his prick into her labia. It was
stiffly spongy, and shaking with eagerness. Betty lifted
her ass and moved her crotch just so, and the swollen glans
pushed neatly into the lips of her cunt, while her husband
watched, while her daughter watched.
"Lovely prick," she crooned "sliding hard and round up into
my pussy; another man's cock in the cunt you screw, Chad.
Another woman's vagina around the prick you fuck, Linda. Oh
Linda dear---- your mother is fucking your husband, and his
cock is wonderful, wonderful!"
"Look at him," Chad whispered, his eyes gleaming. "Look at
that son of a bitch push it up into your mother. His balls
are right up against her ass, and he's got it stuffed in
her all the way to the root."
"Yes," Linda murmured, "and isn't it beautiful. Watch them
fuck, daddy-look how Chad's penis slides in and out of her
gorgeous pussy, and see how she takes it in, the way she
rolls her ass. Oh, beautiful!"
Glenn shoved it deep, pulled it back and grinned around at
his wife and at Chad. "Your wife has some hot cunt, Chad-
it's tight as your daughter's and all slippery-juicy.
Moan, oh man-- I can feel my come in here, where I shot it
awhile ago, the first time I fucked her. Oh wow-hot and
sticky and clinging- jelly-oh, Mrs. Maddox fuck me good!"
"Hard!" Linda gasped. "Glenn-fuck her hard, hard! Mamma,
mamma darling-shake your ass and make your beautiful pussy
eat up his hard prick!"
Betty stared up into her husband's eyes, her head being
jolted from each deep and savage thrust of her son-in-law's
enthusiastic prick, her tits bouncing up and down as he
rammed home his stuff. She said: "Chad, Chad-it feels so
good, so wild and hard! Oh Chad-isn't it nice to watch
your wife get fucked like this?"
Chad moved then. He reached out and put his hand on Glenn's
muscular ass, and shoved down, forcing the man's cock to
embed itself to the balls in Betty's cunt. "Hard and deep
son," he panted. "That's the way she loved it-cram your
prick clear up to her womb."
"Daddy, daddy!" Linda was tugging at her father, pulling
him down to the floor beside the couch. "Fuck me now,
daddy-right on top, just the way Glenn is doing it to
mamma. Come on, fuck me!"
Betty turned her head to watch her husband mount her
daughter, and it was a thrilling sight as Chad's huge cock
was steered into Linda's luxuriantly springy pubic hairs.
Linda held tightly to the swollen rod, her slim fingers
wrapped around the veined shaft to urge it avidly into her
slot. Approvingly, Betty nodded at her daughter, and
stared at the meaty penis of her husband as it slid inch by
inch up into Linda's juicy pussy.
"Man, oh man," Glenn said. "Look at that cock!" Look at
her take it up her cunt, big and long as that thing is-Wow-
Linda really digs that big prick, doesn't she."
"I dig it," Linda gasped. "Oh Glenn, oh daddy, I love this
big, hard cock! fuck me, daddy-fuck me until I pass out.
Glenn, my darling-my husband-I love you, too-and I love
this stiff prick that filling my vagina like a barber pole.
Oh daddy, screw your loving daughter-feed me that meat,
while Glenn sticks it to mamma."
Betty ground on Glenn's cock, rode it and slithered back on
its probing length; she couldn't take her eyes off the
action on the carpet, and she tried to match her daughter's
action, tried to duplicate her gyrations and the rapid
heaving of Linda's crotch as the girl's pussy ate up her
father's prick.
On top her, Glenn was panting and pounding his cock, and by
the speed and rhythm of his strokes, Betty realized that her
son- in-law was fast approaching his orgasm.
She was about to come, too; she was so turned on, so
stimulated by the sight of her daughter and her husband
fucking that only that would have been enough to bring her
to climax, if she hadn't fought valiantly to hold it off.
Now it was building swiftly behind her knees, and she threw
her legs high, to bring them across the small of Glenn's
surging back. She crossed her ankles and applied leg
pressure to the man fucking her, helping his cock to slam
to the hilt inside the soggy, sloppy sheath of her cunt.
Linda raised her legs, too, but her toes pointed straight up
at the ceiling, and she never got them back down. Chad
rolled his girl back on her shoulder blades and camped his
big hands on her slim white thighs; then he hammered his
massive prick into her cunt like a battering ram, drilled
that thick and heavy cock into his daughter's shuddering
pussy with savage and brutal slams.
"Wow, man! Glenn yelled out. "fuck her, fuck her!"
His own crest broke foaming from the thrusting head of his
penis, spitting a wad of semen into Betty's vagina, flexing
and spurting another wet, heavy clot of come that reached
the cup of her cervix. Flinching, squirming, Betty hike
her cunt and forced his wet prick to burrow around inside
the satin walls; her ass drove and recovered, lifted and
fell, and she moaned in the throes of her mighty orgasm,
coming and coming and coming until it seemed as if she
could never stop.
"Daddy!" Linda screamed from the floor. "Mamma! Oh Glenn-
-- everybody-I'm coming , COMING!"
Through blurred eyes, Betty watched Linda's legs droop, saw
her husband catch them behind the knees and hold her spread
apart as he kept up the terrific pace of his powerful
screwing, as he continued to churn his giant penis in and
out of the girl's dripping pussy.
Linda's tits jiggled, and her head flopped from side to
side. Her eyes were closed and he mouth hung open. Still,
Chad fucked her, stabbing that meat pole up her limply
unresisting cunt with long and brutal strokes.
"Little bitch!" he grunted, pouring the prick to her
without a letup. "Little cocksucker-you wanted to be
fucked. Okay-- get "fucked! :
Like this-take my cock, you hot assed little girl! Like-
that-feel the head of it in your belly, you sexy little
slut! I'll fuck, fuck you....."
"uh-uh-uh!" Linda grunted. "Uh-please, daddy-oh lord, o
that prick-so big, so strong-yes! yes! yes! Keep it up,
because I can take it, damn you! Screw me forever, because
I can fuck you down you big-cocked bastard, I can fuck you
until your nose bleeds!"
Betty stared as she saw the girl come alert again, awake and
violent again. Linda clawed her father's hairy back and bit
his chest; her heels beat a tattoo on the cheeks of his ass
and her belly slapped wetly against his crotch at every
thrust he made." Come on!!" Linda called out. "Come on!"
In and it was her father who let go, her daddy who lost the
battle and in losing somehow was not defeated. His great
balls leaped and his root swelled, and Betty knew that the
jetting of his semen was flushing hotly into his daughter's
cunt, packing her with his come.
Betty's eyes closed, and she cuddled her arms about the
young man on top of her, compressing her thighs to caress
his buried prick with her vagina and to make her thighs
tenderly fondle his balls. It had been a furious few
minutes, a topsy- turvy spinning of naked bodies, and she
felt spent emptied of all need for the moment.
She had been fucked twice by her son-in-law, by her older
daughter's husband. The new prick was delightful, adorable
as her own husband's monstrous cock, but somehow, she still
preferred her son's long, slim tool. It was nice to be able
to make the comparisons, though; she squired in a little
backwash of bitchiness, and her tits slid over Glenn's
sweaty chest.
"Tired?" he asked softly.
"A little," she admitted, and thought of what poor Danny
must be going through, wherever he had hidden to watch the
orgy scene. For orgy, it had been, and Betty felt a
belated rush of blood to her face as she realized she had
been fucked by her daughter's husband, with her daughter
and Betty's man locked in frenzied embrace so close she
could have reached out and touched them.
Defiantly, she thought that she would touch them, that she
would caress and stroke and feel them as they fucked. , so
that she could become a part of them in their ecstasy. But
now; new she had to get them all together and tucked away
before Nikki came home.
Ad of course, Betty would have to do something for Danny,
ease his hard on. but his father couldn't know yet; not
just yet. He had been too reluctant to let Glenn screw his
wife; surely he would balk at his son doing the fucking.
CHAPTER 11
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She helped Linda steer her wobbly father into Danny's room
and put him to bed. "He'll be all right, dear. If you'd
rather stay with Glenn and me-"
"No, ,mom. I'd like to be with you, but later, okay? I
want to get used to daddy, to see that he feels really
comfortable with me. And I get so turned on, because I can
order him to do anything I want, and he does it. Besides,
there's poor Danny-"
"He's waiting in my bed, " Betty said. "When Glenn finishes
taking his shower, I'll work something out with both of
them."
Linda kissed her mother's cheek, then took her in her arms,
and kissed her mouth. "Mother, you're wonderful. Don't
tire yourself too much, now."
Betty touched the tip of her tongue to her daughter's.
"won't dear. Once in awhile I think I'm getting tired, but
then something real sexy happens, and I'm enthusiastic
again. Take care of your father, now."
Linda put her hands upon Betty's tits, hefted them and
rolled the nipples lightly between her thumbs and
forefingers. Then she slid both hands down to her mother's
waist, down over the glossy hips, and once of them moved
gently to touch Betty's mound, to tenderly explore the
pubic hair.
"You take care of Danny and Glenn, " she said, kissing Betty
again, fondling between her legs. "I envy those boys, and
soon as we all catch our breath, it will be you and me,
mom."
"Soon, baby," Betty promised, and felt a tingle all over her
body at the prospect. With regret, she closed the bedroom
door upon Chad and Linda, then switched on the table lamp
in Little Nicole's room, as she always did when the girl
was out late.
Pausing at the bathroom door, she listened a moment to the
shower going, then walked into their own bedroom, or rather
the room she shared with her husband. And now with their
son. She stood inside the door and let the robe fall from
her shoulders, looking across the room at Danny Maddox as
he lay naked upon the bed.
Her son was on his back, his feet spread wide apart, and as
he looked back at her, he slid one hand up and down upon his
stiff prick. Betty could see the juice upon its lavender
head and the beautiful hairy cluster of his crotch, then
veined and wrinkled sack of his youthful testicles.
"Mom," he said, "oh mom-you handled everything perfectly
down there. I tried to hold it back, but when daddy was
fucking Linda so hard, and there you were with Glenn
between your legs-- I came all over my hand and onto the
couch, too. Wow-I never realized how huge dad's prick is,
and to see it ramming into my sister's snatch that way-to
watch you control it all and screw Glenn so smoothly, all I
can say is terrific."
"I worried about you suffering," she said, moving slowly
toward the bed. "Oh Danny, how much I wanted you to come on
in and join us, to have you fuck me and your sister. But
you heard how your father was about me, even though he was
feeling guilty about screwing Linda. He really didn't want
Glenn to lay me, even though he'd been sticking his
daughter and going down on her too. So I was afraid you'd
cause an uproar by coming in, at that moment. I suspect
that we're going to have to keep your daddy full of liquor,
as it is."
Danny said, "I was hoping, after Linda-"
Betty sat upon the edge of the bed. "I know, dear, I know.
But don't be too disappointed. We'll get to him yet. All
he needs is time and the release of his inhibitions. He
has to learn not to be jealous, but to love that was the
lesson you taught me."
He kissed the outthrust nipple of her tit, and continued to
play with his hard cock. "Okay, mother; so long as I can
fuck you, that's all that counts, really. Does Glenn know
about me?"
"Yes, darling," Betty said, turning sot that her son could
better take her nipple into his warm mouth. "I thought we
might show him how you and I love each other, and if you
like, we'll have him join us."
Danny ran his tongue around her nipple bit down tenderly
upon it, then shoved it out of his lips with the end of
his tongue. "Both of us fucking you? At the same time?"
"Or whatever," Betty said, stroking her son's hair. "We'll
make it a real nightcap, before your younger sister come
home. I've always wanted to have two men make love to me,
together."
"Yeah," Danny breathed, his eyes shining. "Like you're our
slave, and we can make you do anything. Like suck us off
and fuck us and-oh wow; this is going to be far out, mom."
"Listen," she said, "Glenn has turned off the shower. He'll
be here in a minute."
She lay down upon the bed beside Danny, who propped himself
up on an elbow and ran his free hand over her body, from
tits to box and back again. Glenn came into the room, a
towel around his middle, and stopped to look wide-eyed at
them.
"Hi, Glenn," Danny said. "We're glad you're here. Come
over and help me fuck my mother. She wants us both to dick
her."
Glenn dropped the towel and came over to the bed, his cock
rising and swelling with each step he took. "You know, I
always wanted to screw my mom, but I never had the guts to
try. She's only in her forties now, so maybe it's no too
late yet."
Betty looked up at the pulsing cock, at the bronze hair
between h is legs and the muscled body; she said: "Your
mother will no doubt love it. There's mother better than
being screwed by a son-unless it's also by a son-in-law."
"Damn," Glenn said, "I thought I was through for the night,
after blasting two loads into that pretty black pussy, but
now I'm ready to go again. What do we do first, Danny?"
Danny looked at Glenn. "Did you ever eat her?"
"N-no; I never did that to anybody, not even Linda. I
mean, it doesn't seem like I'd enjoy that, and-"
"Man, it's great," Danny said. "Here, let me show you-"
Betty spread her legs and Danny crawled between them. He
kissed her tits and her rib cage, and drew a hot wet trail
down her belly with his tongue. When his face was poised
inches from the humid mound, he said, "It's beautiful. Oh
mother, your cunt is so beautiful. I'm going to kiss it
now, and stick in my tongue, and then I'm going to suck
your pussy until you come. I just love eating your cunt,
mom."
"All right, dear," she murmured, and lifted her hips
slightly as her son plunged his seeking mouth deeply into
the steamy dampness of her labia. As he worked his tongue
and teeth, she reached for Glenn's hand and drew him down
to the bed with them.
"Oh," she said, "it's so wonderful, feeling his mouth in me,
feeling his wet tongue running around inside my vagina and
tickling my clitoris. Danny is such a fantastic cunt
eater."
Glenn wet his lips with his tongue, staring down at the
sight of Danny burrowing his face hungrily into his
mother's hairy pussy. "Yeah," he said, "that looks okay.
Excites me."
Betty took hold of his stubby cock and ran her thumb around
the widely flaring head. "It's lovely, Glenn. It's so soft
and intimate, ooohh, Danny! Oh yes, darling---mother loves
you, loves your hot mouth, your teeth, loves your tongue in
her cunt.. Uh, uh! Oh Glenn, see how I'm fucking him, but
instead of riding his beautiful prick, I'm fucking my son
in his handsome face."
Glenn moved his cock in her fingers, and she could hear the
harsh rasping of his breath. Then Danny lifted his face
from his mother's cunt and said through dripping lips,
"Come on, Glenn. You just do what comes naturally, and
while you eat mom's pussy, I'll climb up and titty fuck her
while she blows me. After you make her come by sucking her
sweet cunt, just climb on up and lift her ass so you can
shove your cock where your tongue was."
Wordlessly, Glenn moved to take Danny's place, lying down on
his belly and taking hold of Betty's thighs. Danny slid his
crotch up her body, up across her belly, and she stared at
the approach of his prick. It was distended from head to
root, shiny with leaking jism, and she adored the sight of
it so slim and eager.
Glenn was uncertain in his movements, first lightly kissing
her belly, breathing into her pubic hair and caressing her
inner thighs. But as Betty rolled her hips and hunched her
pussy up at him, he became bolder and touched his mouth to
her wet mound. Then, with something like a sob, her buried
his face into the lubricated hairs, rubbing his cheeks into
her labia, his chin, his nose. Glenn fastened his
widespread mouth to the trembling lips of her cunt and
tried to draw it all between his open teeth.
Shuddering from that sensation, she felt her son take her
big breasts and press them together, after first dripping
his seminal fluid into their valley. Danny held them
squeezed close and began to work the spongy head of his
cock between the, screwing her in the tits, sliding back
and forth in the fold of warmly throbbing flesh he had
created. She held to his buttocks as he fed the greasy
cock in and out of the valley between her mounded breasts,
and watched the polished head come closer to her chin with
each long stroke.
Between her thighs, Glenn said arrgghh and burrowed his
teeth deep to catch her clit, worrying it with his tongue
and teeth, then gulping at her frothing cavity as if he
wanted to swallow her down. It was loosing a tempest
within the walls of her vagina, creating a wet storm of
passions that swirled and tumbled against his mouth.
Betty opened her own mouth, smiled as her son brought his
lunging prick closer, and when it tapped her chin, she
reached down to capture the rubbery head of it with her
avid lips. Danny edged closer on his knees, his slim belly
heaving back and forth, his balls dangling in a captivating
rhythm against her tits.
"Love it," she mumbled around the head of his cock, and
sucked it on into her mouth to have it, caress it adoringly
with the hot workings of her tongue and the gentle biting
of her teeth.
Her ass tightened and her pussy seemed to contract as a hot
flash burst through it. She sucked hard upon her son's
prick as Glenn sucked violently upon her cunt, upon her
expanding clit. She came suddenly, furiously, in a rush of
emotion and a flooding of love oils that Glenn lapped down.
Her cunt thrust against his face, and she clamped down
savagely with her thighs, holding his head pinned between
them.
Drawing Danny's prick far back into the velvet sleeve of her
throat, Betty pushed it back along the roof of her mouth by
using her tongue as a tender ramrod. She chewed on the
head, ran the tip of her tongue into the sticky little
slot, and sucked it back inside. Her hands held his balls,
squeezed the, and her nose nuzzled into this crisply
curling public hair. Clutching at his ass, she found one
fingertip at his hole, and held it there, pushing and
wiggling while he thrust his prick back and forth in her
mouth.
She felt Glenn raise his face from her crotch, knew the
wobbling of the bed as her son-in-law ran his hands under
the quaking cheeks of her ass and lifted her pelvis so that
he could shove in his stiff cock. It slammed right into
her wetly open pussy, pushed all the way up into her juicy
vagina until his balls were in the crack of her ass.
One man's prick in her cunt; one man's prick in her mouth.
Oh, it was good, good---Betty went wild with the combined
joys of her fucking and sucking. Heaving and arching her
back, her tits slapped up into her son's balls, and he
pulled so heavily on upon the head of his cock that her
cheeks dipped in against it. His ass wheeled and churned,
and Glenn pumped his penis strongly into her, dragging her
ass toward him with each ramming thrust, bouncing his balls
into her dripping anus, flop-flop- flop!
"Mom-oh sweet mom! Oh baby, my mother-my sweet prick-
eater-I'm about to come! I'm going to let it go in your
mouth, mom. IT will flood down your throat-all my come, all
my hot semen! Here, mother-darling-here it comes-take
it!!"
She sighed in ecstasy as the delicious stream hissed into
the back of her throat. Thick and hot, slippery and
creamy, her son's come splashed the roof of her mouth and
saturated her tongue, drenched the insides of her
suctioning cheeks and filled her mouth to the teeth.
Betty clung to his balls and moved her finger in his ass and
sucked, sucked, while the head of his young prick expanded
and contracted, and the ejaculation of his semen slowly
diminished.
"Fucking her!" Glenn grunted, pouring the cock into her
shuddering vagina. "Man, am I ever fucking your mother!"
Laying this prick up into her hot, greasy pussy that you and
me just went down on. I ate her and made her come, man---
and now I'm screwing the same juicy snatch! Ahh, Mrs.
Maddox-oh yeah, honey-shake that beautiful ass and hunch
your pussy up on my prick. Danny-Danny! I'm about to come
in your mother's cunt!!"
Danny turned his head; his cock was still captured in
Betty's mouth, and he said: "Beautiful, man! Let it all go
into her lovely pussy-pump it on into mom's hot snatch-come
in her, COME IN HER!!!"
As he called out, his pelvis ground into Betty's face and
his prick was in her throat. She clung happily to his ass,
bucked and groaned in a debauched rapture as she possessed
two young pricks, and as Glenn's went off inside her with a
roar of semen that was a boiling inundation her womb
received with bliss.
She came very close to fainting; her head spun and a soft
darkness wrapped itself all about her. But Betty was still
in this new, exotic world, still conscious of the men on
her and in her. Danny had come first, withdrawing his
penis from her lips and lifting one knee, raising himself
from atop her breasts.
Her eyelids fluttered and she wanted to tell him how
exquisite it had been for her, but her mouth couldn't form
the words; it was still filled with the magic flavor of her
son's cock. She only wiggled a little bit as Glenn backed
his prick out of her lathered vagina, and when they were
gone from her, she wanted to call them both back, to retain
them forever within her flesh.
But the drowsiness was in her and on her, a perfumed kind of
twilight sleep that carried her gently along to a special
nirvana. Never had she been so loved, and never had she
been granted the boon of two worshippers using her willing
and ardent body at the same time. Betty Maddox had been an
altar, and they had brought gifts to her, the precious
offerings of themselves and their passions.
"She's tired out," she heard her son say, "but man, didn't
she give us both a ride?"
"Didn't she," Glenn answered. "That was the greatest thing
I've ever been into-first, eating that elegant cunt, then
fucking her while she gave you a blow job. Man, oh man-I
thought my backbone was squirting out through the head of my
cock, when I came."
"She always effects me that way," Danny said. "Let's sleep
with her now, and we can screw her some more in the
morning."
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Chapter 12
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But the morning meant Nicole, and the girl was curious to
the point where it worried Betty. She'd only had time for
a quick shower and to brush her teeth before Nikki was
banging things in the kitchen, throwing together some kind
of breakfast.
Reminded of her duty to her youngest child, Betty threw on
her pink robe and the furry scuffs to match, then hurried
down to take care of the girl. There'd be breakfast to get
for the rest of the family, too; ham and eggs and hash-
browns, she thought; juice and hot biscuits with butter and
homemade jam. Everyone needed replenishing, she knew-
herself as much as any of the men.
The men; that was a thrilling thought: not a man, but the
plural of man, and more than a couple-three. Fantastic,
incredible, but meek and square Betty Maddox had fucked
three males in the past two days; Chad, Danny and Glenn.
Their names made a bouncy little refrain in her head as she
practically skipped into the kitchen.
"Why so happy?" Nikki asked, over a glass of orange juice.
"No reasons," Betty answered. "You made a mess at the
blender again. "
"I meant to clean it up. Where'd everybody sleep? I saw
Glenn and Linda's car outside."
Betty busied herself with more oranges. "Oh-they were in
your brother's room, and Danny slept on the couch."
"Not when I came in, and not when I came downstairs."
Betty said, "Where's the big iron pan, the one I use for
hash browns."
"Right there. What's the big occasion? We only have hash
browns when something big is happening."
Betty couldn't look at her. She said, " Why-your sister
and brother-in- law are visiting for the weekend; that's an
event."
"Big deal," Nikki grunted, and sat at the counter on the
tall stool, swinging one sun-browned and exceptionally
shapely leg. "I wonder where Danny really was, all last
night."
"I told you," Betty said sharply. "Wash your hands and set
the table." She watched her daughter's trim little tail as
it twitched away in the cutoff jeans. Fifteen years old,
and a pocket sized Venus, it you know where and how to
look; the Maddoxes had been blessed with three beautiful
children.
Guiltily, she thought-and at least two of them are the
sexiest things going; does the same sensuous blood run in
Nikki? Has she also been casting covetous eyes at her
father, or at her brother? Was she exposing that lovely
wee body somewhere besides the swimming pool?
Betty shook her head, started the sausage under a cover, and
decided that the continuous and exotic screwing she had been
getting was affecting her way of thinking. Nicole was so
young; why, at her age Betty had been only thinking about
parties and new dresses and-boys. Of course, boys. And
she had been wondering how they did it, what made her
penises jump up and go hard, why they chased after a fat
and ugly girl who only did it with them.
Was Nikki thinking about those things? Kids grew up faster
now, learning all about sex in class-and maybe in the locker
rooms, too. Certainly at the drive-in movie, and if not on
the screen in those X-rated films, then in the backseat of
a car. Front seats of cars dropped down now, she
remembered. They wouldn't even have to climb over. And so
many kids drove those VW buses with curtains all around.
Who knew what the hell went on back there?
She was reaching; she was trying to rationalize her own
behavior, and that of the rest of the family. If Nikki was
out screwing, that made it all okay. If Nikki was getting
it put to her by some hard-dicked boy, that took the moral
pressure off her mother. That's how Betty was thinking,
and it didn't make a lot of sense.
But her youngest child was in the way. The rest of them
could never get together openly while she was around. And
so much yet had to be done in the matter of bringing Chad
around, to making him face the fact that his son was
fucking his own mother, who incidentally was Chad's lawful
wedded wife. She still wasn't at all certain just how to
go about that-but it had to happen.
Chad had broken down and watched another man shove the cock
to his wife, but only because his older daughter had screwed
him and boozed him into a state of shock , and because she
had him tightly by his own prick at the time.
"You're burning the sausage, mom."
Betty jumped to rescue it, fanning away smoke and avoiding
her daughter's quizzical eyes. Would it be possible to send
the girl away for a week or so?
Nikki said, "It's good to be home, for a change. Even if
Linda and Glenn are here. I mean, every time I turn around,
you chase me out of the house, like there's some dark and
sinister plot afoot, and you don't want me nosing around."
"Put on the jam," Betty said, "The frozen blackberry from
the freezer."
"It is a special breakfast," Nikki said. "That's holiday
kind of jam and no time else."
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Betty flared.
Nicole hesitated, the said: "Nothing, I guess. You look
pretty in that pink robe and sexy scuffs."
Betty put down the spatula and took here child in her arms,
pressing her close and saying into the soft hair as long and
black as her own: "I'm sorry, Nikki; really I am. We-I've
been under a sort of strain lately, and I don't know-"
Nikki snuggled close, so small and helpless-sized, putting
her face in her mother's breasts. "Can I help?"
"I-" Betty wet her lips with a nervous tongue, but couldn't
bring herself to say it. "No, I guess not."
But the girl could. Not necessarily by staying away from
home all weekend, but certainly by---Betty blinked and held
the perfectly formed little body even tighter, squeezing
Nikki's face into her tits.
Suppose-just suppose-the girl could be brought into it,
really into the family circle so recently and so excitingly
formed? If she could be taught the things she didn't know,
if she could adjust to the idea that everyone else in her
immediate family was screwing each other, then perhaps
Nikki would no longer be a problem.
And she would undoubtedly be the absolute answer to Chad's
stubborn reluctance to freely exchange his wife with his
son, as well as his son-in- law. If Chad got to fuck
Nicole, if he shoved that massive dick into his baby
daughter as well as his married one, he'd have no comeback
at all if Betty and Danny wanted to screw.
Would the girl, could she-Betty found herself trembling in
excitement, in an erotic anticipation. Nikki and her dad;
Linda and her dad; Danny and his mother-as well as his
sisters. And Glenn-dear, muscular, thrilling Glenn-he could
have three softly willing cunts at his disposal.
Three males and three females; Betty shivered again, and her
hand were strong upon the delicate curving of her daughter's
back, her thighs pushing unconsciously against the girl's
slight body.
"Hey, mom-you're strangling me. Wow; do you think I'll
ever grow big boobies like yours?"
It would be perfect, Betty saw it would work out just fine,
but not with her father at first. His prick was too massive
for this diminutive girl to take into her compact body, and
if Nikki was still a virgin, such a task would be
impossible-and even the attempt could bring on such a
traumatic experience that the girl would be ruined for
open, honest sex ever after.
Who, then? Danny would be fine, with his slim prick. But
she and her brother were always yammering at each other;
maybe Nikki wouldn't go for Danny right at first. That
left Glenn; his cock was thicker, but he was a very
attractive man, and since he belonged to Nikki's sister,
there might be spice added to the seduction.
If not Glenn, then Danny would have to replace h him, and if
a tender kind of rape had to be performed, so be it. The
girl had Betty's hot blood in her, and Chad's voluptuous
nature; once well fucked, she would respond. That much
stood to reason.
"Well?" Nicole asked. "Will I ever get big ones? I know
they'll never grow as big as your boobs, but I mean big for
my size."
Betty let go her daughter and stepped back to smile down at
Nikki. "Yours are just fine; they're beautiful as they
are."
"You think so, mom? Really?"
"Of course, and the rest of you is superb, too. You have a
jeweled little body, Nicole, pertly formed and saucy. Men
will go wild over you, give the chance."
Nikki's mouth twitched and she turned quickly away. "Hey!
Now the biscuits are smoking!"
Danny came into the kitchen just then, followed closely by
Glenn. Turning on the ceiling fan to clear the smoke, Betty
could hear water running in the pipes, which meant someone
else was in the shower. She wouldn't have to wake Chad and
Linda, then.
Although she had singed just about everything, breakfast
vanished in hungry mouths, and there wasn't the strain she
had- expected-but for Chad. He kept his eyes on his plate
and only grunted when somebody spoke to him.
He'd have to get over both his hangover and his attitude,
Betty thought. Chad had no squawk coming; he had jumped
right into an incestuous affair with his older daughter,
without a struggle. If he was sorry, he couldn't just take
it all back-- especially that oral love he had given Linda,
nor that friendly push on Glenn's ass to help the boy drive
home his prick into Betty's pussy. Those acts were
irrevocable, and Chad might as well admit it.
Betty brought him a Bloody Mary, anyhow, and nodded at his
grunt of thanks. The others eddied out into the living
room, or onto the patio, but Linda stayed to help.
"Daddy's kind of surly this morning. He wouldn't even look
at me when he woke up in bed together, much less touch me;
just jumped up and ran into the bath."
"He's being the repentant sinner, dear, and if we don't
handle him right, soon he'll be the martyr. I'll leave it
to you to take care of him. Nobody else ever bossed him
around the way you can."
Linda grinned. "Isn't that fabulous? I mean the way he
just folds up if I act mad. It's a lot of fun for me. Let
him have a drink or two, and then I'll take care of him, if
I have to make a little whip and wear black boots."
Betty laughed, then told Linda of her plan to use Nikki for
further softening of Chad's wall of resistance.
"I think that's wonderful," Linda exclaimed. "Start her in
young, and she won't miss all the years the rest of us have
lost. And you know what, mom? I'll bet that Little Nikki
isn't that sweet innocent you think."
"Maybe not," Betty said. "But who ought to do the job on
her first?"
Linda thought that over. "look-I'll go into the family
room and work daddy over, pour a little more juice into him.
The neighbors can't see into our patio, so if you tell the
other guys and let them work on her until she indicates her
choice, that should do it. And so you won't be left out in
the cold, after a little while you can come on in with
daddy and me. We'll put him through the jumps together, if
you like."
The idea tingled in Betty's tummy, spread to her tits, and
she said, "Great. You and I and your father; that ought to
break him down-or do him in."
"Yeah," Linda chuckled. "See you later."
From the liquor closet, Betty brought out two big pitchers
which she filled with ice cubes. She poured gin into them,
filled them the rest of the way with domestic champagne.
French 75s, she remembered; a sneaky drink she'd know while
she was a single girl. A glass or two of the mixture, and
Nikki should be ready for just about any suggestion.
It went well from the beginning. Danny brought his tape
deck and speakers to the patio; there were snacks and the
highly volatile French 75s, smooth to the taste and
explosive in the stomach. Nikki had been surprised to be
served drinks with the rest , but she covered it pretty
well, pretending she was as grownup as her brother, but
since he was taking the drinks in stride, so did she.
Nikki didn't question the absence of her father and sister,
assuming they were doing something in the house. Which
indeed they were, Betty thought; by now Linda would have
her recalcitrant father well in hand, or between her legs,
or wherever.
Betty started dancing with Glenn, moving to slower music,
graceful in her pink robe and the jazzy scuffs. There was
nothing under the robe but her own tingling flesh, and she
kept that covered for now, holding her son-in-law only a
little closer than propriety called for.
Danny and Nikki looked nice together, Betty thought,
watching them grind and bump through the sensuous dancing
they favored, and when she took her son for a partner,
Nikki blended as well with Glenn. s they moved to the
changing rhythms of the tapes, Danny sneaked a feel here
and there, cupping the cheek of her ass with a quick
motion, or rubbing his chest back and forth across her
breasts, and sometimes slipping his knee between her
thighs.
Betty said in his ear: "Watch it! Don't scare her off."
Danny whispered back, "Scare her off, hell---look at her
shaking it at Glenn; she's just about rubbing it on him."
"Give her another drink, next chance you get. do you think
she's settled on Glenn, that she'll lay him if he really
tries?"
"I don't know," Danny said. "She may be afraid-here at the
house, with Linda's husband, and Linda somewhere around. To
say nothing of you and dad. If you don't mind swinging
with Glenn again, I guess I'd better try it with Nikki,
take her up to her own room. That way, you could open the
hall door and see what's happening."
"All right," Betty agreed. "But I'll miss your own special
screwing, dear; and I desperately want to get us all
together. You understand."
"Sure, mom. I want to get into Nikki, anyhow, to see what
she's got. She's really a cute little kid, and if she's as
hot as the rest of the family, she'll be a great screw.
I'd better get to her now; she looks wobbly because of the
drinks."
Sipping tall glasses, Betty and Glenn watched the boy
talking to his sister, watched him lead her gently from the
patio and into the house. Glenn said, "She was hanging
back from me. Think Danny will dick her?"
Betty nodded. "He's taking her into her own room where
she'll feel safer, hidden. Give him a few minutes, and the
we'll sneak up into the hall and take a peep. He promised
to leave the door open just a crack."
Glenn took a long drink. "I married into a terrific family.
Of course, I've only fucked two of the girls so far, but
I'll get to stick Nikki, too. And I sure get turned on,
seeing all the- sights-like Chad laying his own daughter, my
wife; like watching your son with his cock in your mouth,
while I'm cramming mine into that hot, juicy box of yours.
Now I'll see Danny fuck his little sister, and pretty soon,
Linda will take him on, too. Man, oh man; I sure wish my
own mother was in town."
Betty touched his arm. "She will be; you can bring her into
the group any time you think she's ready. After all, she's
practically one of the family, isn't she?"
Glenn put his hand on his cock. His own terrycloth robe had
fallen open to expose his erection, and it was lovely, Betty
saw. He drew his fingertips gently over the staff and
around the head. "I'll bring mother here; and if she
doesn't swing easily, I'll rape her. I know she needs some
cock; she's been a widow for more than eight years, and
hasn't been fucked in all that time. I'd love to stick
this up her cunt, and I'll bet she'd dig it, once she got
over the idea that incest is such a terrible thing."
"Come on," Betty said, "let's go upstairs. We'd better not
hesitate at the family room, either. I don't know what your
wife is doing to her father, but if we hang around to
watch, we'll never find out how Nikki is reacting to her
brother."
"This is going to be a long, crazy weekend," Glenn said, and
took her hand. The head of his penis kept poking out of his
robe as they went inside, skirted the family room and
climbed the stairs.
Finger to her lips, Betty led her eager son-in-law to the
doorway of Nicole's room. The door itself was closed, but
the lock hadn't caught. Betty thought her son had only
pretended to lock the door, to make his sister fell safer.
She listened and heard murmuring, but no raised voices, so
they weren't fighting it out. Pushing gently upon the
door, she swung it open an inch or two, so she could see
the bed.
Nikki was lying across the bed, on the pink and frilly
spread. She still had on her cutoffs, but her feet were now
bare, so were her tits. They were gorgeous little things,
daintily pointed and rounded and nippled with exciting small
points. They were pale white, where the bra of Nikki's
swimsuit had covered the skin, but the rest of her was
golden brown, and somehow the two- tone colors were more
stimulating than an even shade would be.
Danny was sitting beside his younger sister, more deeply
bronzed than she, but he still had on his shorts. There was
the now familiar bulge in them, Betty saw; he had been
talking and approaching the ultimate moment with care, and
now the time was at hand.
Nikki said: "Are they pretty? Mom said they were, and she
never saw them naked like this."
He reached to touch her breasts, to trace their taut circles
with a fingertip. "They're very beautiful, Nikki, but I'd
bet you've heard that before."
She smiled up at him, wet-lipped and with mischievous eyes.
"sure, but those guys would say anything when they've got a
hard on. I wanted to hear it from you."
"I've got a hard on, too."
"I know," Nikki giggled, "but you're honest. Those other-
guys-they'd lie like crazy, just to dip their things into a
girl. But if you say my boobies are pretty, I guess they
are. I just wish they were a lot bigger and softer, like
mom's. Wow; did you ever see such tits!"
Danny kept fondling her small breasts, leaning over her, his
hands gentle and knowing. Watching, Betty knew a tremble of
fear within her body, and a darting of anticipation. They
were so beautiful, her children there; together, making
love, they would be so charming her heart would break to
see them.
"You swung with many other guys?" Danny asked. "Just
two," Nikki said, running her hand along his forearms as he
caressed her tits. "But plenty of times with both of them.
Sally and me kind of change off between the guys and it's a
real, kick. Oh wow; all that gin is making me dizzy, but I
still want to know how come you've got an itch for me, all
of a sudden."
Danny leaned back and used his thumbs to pull down his
shorts. His long, slim prick stood tall and throbbing.
"It's not all of a sudden, Nikki; I just didn't know if you
were mature enough for me yet. I've admired your trim
little ass for a long time. And I don't mean if you were
mature enough to screw, but to screw your brother; you have
to be open and grown up for that."
"Your prong is longer than theirs," Nikki said, staring with
interest at her brother's penis. "And I'm grownup enough
for incest. Who do you think was hiding in the alley the
other night?"
"That noise we heard---- mom and me?"
Nikki giggled again. "That was me, falling into an ashcan.
Had my jeans around my knees and a finger up myself. Oh
wow---I never saw anything like it; not with Sally anyhow."
Danny unzipped his sister's cutoffs, and Nikki lifted her
butt so he could slide them down her slim legs. Betty
caught her breath at the sight of her daughter's little
vee. The girl had only a faint feathering of pubic hair,
lightly seeded over her lovely mini-mound, but the few
hairs were jet black, and singularly appealing against the
untanned whiteness of her skin there.
At Betty's ear, Glenn Forester whispered, " Hey now! That's
a sweet, little- girl pussy.."
Betty put her hand out to hush him, but lowered it to take
hold of his swollen cock. She squeezed that in warning, for
they certainly didn't want to frighten Nikki now; not when
she was just about to take her brother's prick into her
cunt for the first time.
Other guys, Nikki had said; she and her friend Sally had
been changing off with two boys, screwing them both in what
might be termed a small and blessedly restricted kind of
early teenage swap club. And Betty had been fretting that
Nikki would be a cherry. No chance, with her mother's not
blood racing within her.
"Kiss it a little, Danny," the girl said softly, and her
brother obediently lowered himself to draw his mouth over
her flat and boyish belly, to lick into her tiny navel
while Nikki heaved and squirmed.
Entranced, Betty stared as her son stroked her daughter's
hips and belly and thighs, as he moved his handsome face
down into the valley between Nikki's sleek legs. His mouth
covered the nearly hairless mound, and Danny closed his
eyes as he manipulated his tongue into the childish vagina.
"Great," Nikki panted, "oh Danny-that's really wild. You
know how to do it better-oh, oh-great!
His head came up and he said, "I'll finish that after. But
first I want to fuck this beautiful little hole. First mom,
then Linda, and now you."
Nikki said, "You screwed Linda, too?" Did Glenn know?"
"Not at first; he does now. We're all swinging , Nikki--
dad's sticking Linda, too, and mom had a couple of sessions
with Glenn."
The girl made a low, whistling sound. "Then you'd better
hurry and initiate me. Daddy and Glenn-wow! Will they
screw me, too?"
Danny said, "Pay attention to what you're doing," and closed
his mouth over hers, one arm around her neck and one around
her miniature waist. His cockhead was feeling for her
delicate vulva, and Nikki twisted her ass to guide him
home.
Betty watched the solid length of Danny's prick slide
slowly, wonderfully, up into the clenching hotness of his
younger sister's yearning pussy. They were competing the
circle, adding yet another length to the enchanted chain of
tempestuous events that had begun in this house such a
short time ago.
"Look at that," Glenn whispered, hunching his groin sot that
his own hard prick slid back and forth in Betty's hand.
"Look at him stick that prick into his little sister's
cunt."
Excitedly, Glenn's hands caught at Betty, one on the cheek
of her ass, one gripping her left tit. She continued to
clasp his cock, but could not take her eyes away from the
magic scene in the bedroom.
There, Nikki was hissing, "That's the way, baby. Stick me
deep, man-run it right up my pussy-had cock, hard peter-oh
baby, baby-fuck me, Danny-fuck me!"
Betty watched the boy's prick work, saw it back out shining
with Nikki's lubrications, saw it shove back inside the
gripping little cunt, saw her son's balls swing into the
uplifted crack of her daughter's ass. Trembles shook the
girl and shook Betty, too. It was so sweet and hot, so
vibrant and moving. The children blended, handsome and
beautiful, and the spicy rhythm of their youthful fucking
was the heartbeat of the universe.
"I love them so, " Betty sighed, and turned slightly so that
she could back her ass into Glenn.
He lifted her robe and prodded the blunt end of his rod into
the crevice between her cheeks, sliding it off her
contracted asshole and along the fiery lips of her aroused
cunt. Betty leaned forward a little, reached between her
thighs and took his cock so she could set the spongy,
slippery head of it into her own throbbing slot.
Glenn pushed it up and in, lancing her deep and solidly,
settling the widely flanged head of his prick into her moist
vagina, bringing the golden haired sack of his balls up
between the tops her soft thighs. Having his meat in her
pussy involved Betty even more deeply in the scene she was
watching, made her more a true participant in the beguiling
love making her children were giving and receiving.
Being fucked gently and slowly from behind, Glenn's hands on
her quaking tits and his belly pushed against her ass, Betty
was at once Nikki Maddox and herself, and Glenn's prick was
his, and yet her son's prick working within the worshiping
glove of her wet pussy. She was young and she was mature;
she was mother and daughter, the fucking and the fucked.
Oh the bed, Danny murmured into this sister's mouth: "Oh-
Nikki-you're so tight, so slimy inside your little cunt.
Man! What a grip it's got-you're a crazy piece of ass,
little sister, and anybody who gets to screw you is a lucky
guy."
Nikki bent her knees and drew her heels far back, until they
were under the fragile appearing cheeks of her dainty ass.
Knees thrown wide then, using her heels as leverage, she
used her pelvis like an elevator, hiking her pussy and her
brother up off the bed, lowering him again, and when she
reached the top of her arching, Nikki rolled her ass to
give that additional fillip of wantonness.
Nikki panted, twisted her small crotch on her brother's
surging cock, and said, "Danny-oh Danny! You're the best I
ever had-the hardest, longest prick, the nicest way of-
screwing-I love your prick, Danny' I love you!"
He fed the meat to his elfin little sister, packed his rigid
staff into her with corkscrewing motions, his balls
swinging, his belly turning wet with sweat and dipping in
and out. "Nikki, sweet little Nicole! I love you, too. I
love your narrow puss and your darling, tiny ass, and I
love your fascinating mini tits. Fuck your brother, baby
sister-oh, fuck me hot and dirty, because I'm just about to
come! I'm - -ahhh! -- I'm coming into you Nikki! I'm
pouring my come into your little girl- cunt-uh-UH! ---
UHHH!!!
"Shove that prick to me!" Nikki called out loud and
ringing. Her ass pumped furiously, and she ground her
pelvis in a wringing undulation that chewed at her bother's
cock. Tiny slippery with sweat, gasping and fucking madly,
she suddenly lifted Danny off the bed with a tremendous
humping of her entire lower body.
"I'm coming-coming-coming!" she chanted. "Come in me--
hard prick-shoot the sweet jism to me-coming-coming!
Betty swiveled her own ass, took the wetly heaving strokes
of Glenn's penis in her convulsing pussy, and tried to make
it to her own orgasm in the wake of her children's
captivating climaxes. Her son-in-law thrust it to her, fed
his round meat eagerly into the blistering velvet of her
cunt, and his balls went slap-slap against her thighs.
Using her tits for hand holds, Glenn stuck her deep and
wiggled it around when he hit bottom; Betty rode that prong
with enthusiasm, hunched back and clamped her thighs
together to make that slippery rod give more pressure to
her clitoris.
Into her hear, Glenn hissed: "Look at 'em lying there
together, just a couple of horny kids. While I'm fucking
their- mama-while I'm screwing their mama's nice hot cunt-
and I'm going to shoot off into their mama's pussy-pumping
my cock into their mama's sweet juicy pussy-oh, your soft
ass, Mrs. - Maddox-your soft, greasy cunt-and these fine
tits like- pillows---"
She came almost at the split second Glenn loosed his geyser
of semen, her vagina clenching and shivering around the
length and the thickness of his flexing prick. She clung
to the doorknob, her knees going weak as the wild feeling,
the hotly erotic joy splashed throughout her body and
bubbled echoing in the far corners of her mind.
Weakly, she dropped forward, and might have fallen, if he
hadn't held to her tits and pulled her ass back once more
upon his impaling cock, wringing the last sticky drop of
semen from its pulsing head.
Helping her, Glenn backed away, pulled her with him, and she
slowly straightened up, clamping his penis strongly within
the grip of her pussy, sided by the tightening of her
buttocks. They made it into her bedroom lock- stepping
that way, because her legs were long and sleek, and she
could keep his meat inside her as they maneuvered along the
way.
She collapsed face down across her bed, dragging her lover
with her. Into the coverlet she said, "Nikki is hot, too.
She just fucked her brother, so the next thing to do is
move her along to you, Glenn. And then to her daddy. Once
Chad screws Nikki, he can't drag his feet any longer; he'll
have to agree to hiss on fucking me. At last, it will all
be out in the open, all our screwing turned honest and
above board."
Glenn lay lightly on top of her, his prick softening,
slipping tenderly and wetly from the seizure of her cunt
lips. He said, "The cheeks of your ass are so soft and
smooth. I'd like to put it right on up your ass, Betty.
I've never done that to anybody since I was a little kid,
and then it was to another boy. We took turns cornholing
each other, but I never really got my cock deep into his
asshole. I'd like to try it with you, Mrs. Maddox.
Chapter 13
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Downstairs, Betty locked the kitchen door, then passed to
the front and bolted that one, also. On a Saturday, no
telling who might drop by unexpectedly, and she certainly
didn't want anybody visiting. No Disturbances, she
thought; no interference with the ultimate closeness that
was so fast developing in her family. They needed nobody
but themselves, for who could offer them more?
Wearing her robe, but barefoot now, Betty moved toward the
family room, not sure of what she would find there, but
needing some kind of communication with her husband. She
did love him, and right now, possibly more than she had
ever loved him in their entire married life. For love
wasn't all taking, and it wasn't hiding, nor jealousy, and
love wasn't composed of tight little restrictions and a
whole list of no-noes.
Love was giving, and sharing, and what better way to share
than the ecstasies of their bodies and the invitational
openings of their minds? When Betty screwed her son, she
accepted his love, the adoration of his hard young prick
for her soft and motherly cunt. When her son fucked his
sisters, he was going beyond the sibling affection required
by convention; he was truly showing his sentiment for them,
in the most solid form possible.
Chad had screwed his older daughter, and at the end, it had
turned into a battle, a frantic attempt for who dispensed
largess and discipline. But Linda had won the contest, and
now Chad had retreated.
She had to bring him back, Betty thought, not as the
domineering father figure, but as the lover she knew him to
be, gentle and sexy and sometimes impetuous. He could be
the same to his daughters, fucking and ardent, sucking and
devoted, giving them the benefit of his years of
experience. They would be enchanted with him, as Betty had
been, and was quickly becoming again.
Just inside the archway, Betty paused, peering into the half
gloom caused by drawn drapes. She made them out across the
room by the bar, where her daughter sat naked and leg-
spread upon one of the stools, her heels hooked onto a
rung. She had a glass of whiskey in one had, and as Betty
watched, Linda spilled some of the dark liquid down her
belly, and into the deep, springy bush of her pubic hair.
Only then did Betty see her husband, and Linda's daddy,
there at the girl's feet, crouched and appearing curiously
defenseless in his nudity.
Linda said, "Here's a drink for you, daddy. Come lick it
off my tummy, and out of my cunt hairs. Come on, daddy-
before I get mad at you."
"Baby," Chad said, "I love you, you know that, but-"
Linda gestured imperiously, and splashed more of the liquor
into her crotch. "But if you want to fuck me again, you
have to do as I tell you. And you like being told what to
do, really, you love me bossing you, making you my slave.
Now, father; lick me!!"
Betty took a step forward and put out one hand, but let it
fall, Maybe Chad did like to be dominated by his daughter,
to be humbled and even degraded. If he did, she had no
right to horn into his pleasures. She waited quietly,
standing and looking at the naked back of her husband as he
kneeled before Linda ; and Licked the whiskey from her pale
white belly.
"All over," she commanded. "My hips, and deep into my belly
button. Ah, yes-now you're being a good boy. Lick right on
down into my pussy, daddy dear-stick your nice not tongue on
into my hair and suck them all dry."
"Yes, darling," Chad mumbled, and hurried to complete his
task, lapping and nuzzling at the spilled whiskey, cleaning
the stuff from his daughter's mound with his eager mouth.
Betty moved closer, her tits lifting, their nipples hard
with a sudden ache as she watched the scene. It was
exciting, the girl dominant, the man passive and obedient,
docile. It might be a kick to do it herself, she thought-
but Chad probably wouldn't want it, from her.
Linda saw her the, and smiled, beckoned to her with one had;
the other lay upon her father's head, holding his face into
her pussy. "hi, mom."
Chad tried to move, and his daughter lifted one leg to curl
around his neck and shoulders. "No, daddy! Don't you move.
Stay right there, you hear? Mom isn't he sweet? Just like
a big puppy dog, but a puppy with a hard on-and he'd have
to be a Saint Bernard to have a cock like that."
Betty said softly, "I thought you and I-now that the other
thing is done?"
Linda held one hand over her father's head, and Betty took
it, standing so close that her knees brushed her husband's
back. Linda said, "That's where Glenn is, then-getting his
share?"
Nodding, Betty squeezed her daughter's strong, smooth hand.
"But I was also fretting over Chad. There's so much to do
yet, and I wondered-"
"It's just perfect," Linda said. "we're here now, and
everyone else is busy, so why don't you and I and daddy ----
-"
Chad trembled against her knees, and Betty shivered in
response. "You mean-you and I---with Chad watching, or-"
"Or joining in, when he has a the room and the inclination.
Why not? Poor daddy; I haven't let him screw me yet today,
and his big, angry prick must be about to split!"
"But his wife and his daughter?"
Linda removed her leg, put one small foot against her
daddy's hairy chest and nudged him aside. The rich brown
hairs of her cunt gleamed, where he had been licking them.
She said, "You've never had a woman, huh, mom? Remember I
told you about the oral love with a boy before I married
Glenn? Well, there was a girl, also. And it's as much fun
with one as the other-more, in some ways. Gee, I'm glad to
be the one to teach you."
Betty said, "Chad," but he climbed up and poured himself a
big drink, his back to her and his stiff rod pushing against
the padded leatherette of the bar front.
"Daddy," Linda said, " you just sit and watch if you want
to, but if you want to jump in, later-you can. You have my
permission. And you can fuck either of us, or both of us."
Betty saw her husband's shoulders quiver, but there wasn't
time to say anything else to him, because her daughter slid
off the barstool and advanced toward her, both arms held
wide, and Betty just naturally went into them.
Her large breasts covered Linda's smaller, firm ones, and
their bellies merged, their mounds pushing tenderly against
each other. Betty was slightly taller, and more full
bodied, but her daughter was well modeled, and with a
wickedly longing stare in her eyes, an intent dampness
about her mouth."
"Just hold me the way you do daddy, or Glenn, " Linda said.
"oooh, mother' your big tits feel so good, all soft and
cuddly, and your belly is like white satin, your mound-
ooohhh, mom-- your pussy is so hairy and deep; oh wow, how
wonderful it is; how fabulous it must be to fuck such a
tender cunt."
Betty looked past her daughter's shoulder, held her very
closely and squirmy and looked at Chad as he turned slowly
on the barstool; his penis was huge it knob glowing,
purple, and wet. He stared at them, his eyes fixed and his
mouth slightly open. His chest was rising and falling with
the rapid pace of his breathing.
That's when Linda moved her mother back a step or two, then
pulled her gently to the floor, going down to the soft
carpet with her. "Lie back, mom; you be the woman and I'll
be the man."
Feeling warm and relaxed all over, Betty sank back, her
thighs falling open, her arms upheld for her lovely
daughter. And Linda came into them, but slowly and with a
tantalizing fondling of her mother's body. The girl's soft
hand ran over Betty's breasts, pinching the nipples,
pressing the mounds almost flat and letting them pop up
again.
She caressed her mother's rib cage, then her hips and belly,
and put both hands delicately between Betty's thighs to cup
the quivering softness of her mound. But only for a
moment, only for the space of time it takes to deposit a
fleeting caress. Then the girl lay down atop Betty's
pulsating body, as a male lover would mount her. Linda's
mouth sought Betty's, and her lips were sweet, her tongue a
flickering blaze that searched over Betty's tongue, asking
love in return.
Tit to tit, belly to belly, they lay gasping together, and
Betty arched her back, lifted her knees high so that she
could wrap her long legs around her daughter's slim waist.
They were rocking, heaving together, the lips of the cunts
rubbing wetly, their hairy crotches meeting and twisting in
a primeval hunger.
Why, Betty thought dizzily, it's very much like being fucked
by a man, except there's no real penetration-only the
thrilling kiss of pussy to pussy, and the massaging of one
clitoris upon the other. Linda had such a rich cunt, she
thought, and her flesh was satiny, her mouth a damply
demanding furnace that drew her mother's tongue in and
halfway down her throat.
Joyously, Betty abandoned any residual clinging to outmoded
restrictions, and surged strongly, positively, against the
hot caress of her daughter's pussy. Each time their clits
touched, a violent thrill shot through her body, and the
sweaty rubbing on their bellies, the slippery hunching and
squirming of their mounds, made every sensation erotic,
electric.
"Oh mama, " Linda breathed, "oh sweet mother-what a soft
pussy you have! We're screwing each other, mama dear;
we're fucking, you and I-rubbing our cunts together and I'm
in between your thighs, just like daddy make it. Fuck me
back, mama darling-oh, rub that crazy pussy into mine until
we come!"
Yes, baby!" Betty gasped. "Oh, yes, my lovely daughter.
Oh, your mouth, your tits-that steamy young cunt against
mine- oohhh, I could just squeeze you to death with my
legs. Sweet baby, pretty girl with the boiling hot pussy--
-oh, how your mother loves you!"
Twisting, pulling her daughter's crotch violently down into
her own, Betty fucked savagely into the voluptuous cunt that
pushed into her, and in turn, covered hers. Slippery and
skidding, wet and greasy, their hairy labia shook and
quivered. They humped and shoved, wiggled and churned, and
Linda was the first to cry out.
"Mama-oh, mama!" she moaned, rolling her belly. "I'm
about to come, sweetheart-oh mother dear, my cunt is on
fire-- I coming---I'm coming!"
Desperately, she clamped the girl in her arms her teeth
raking across Linda's, her cunt slamming into her
daughter's, her legs squeezing the girl's waist.
Betty's head whirled and she couldn't get her breath. She
fell back panting, and Linda fastened her mouth to one of
her nipples. Waves of foaming orgasm heaved and fell
within Betty's pussy, and her asshole contracted in jealous
reaction. Inside her thighs, tremors raced up and down,
and every time her daughter's cunt flexed, Betty felt it
against her own lascivious mound.
They embraced only for a little while longer, then, sighing,
Linda raised her body from her mother's supine one; their
cunts came apart with a suctioning noise, and Linda
murmured, "You're very sweet, mother-and very beautiful."
The girl climbed erect and Betty lay still, resting, still
melted together inside her body. She looked up at her
daughter, at the shapely legs and thick, brown vee, at the
satiny belly and the firmly jutting tits and thought what a
lucky man Glenn was, to have picked this lovely, highly
passionate girl for his wife.
Only then did Betty remember that her own husband had been
close by, all the time she and her daughter had been
fucking, that Chad had been staring transfixed at this wife
and his oldest child as they ground and humped and screwed
together.
But Linda had kept it in mind all the time, evidently. She
posed sexily for her father, stood imperiously with her cunt
thrust forward and her tits proudly high. Chin up, she
strode past where he sat on the barstool with his massive
penis erectly throbbing. When she came from behind the
bar, Linda carried a thin riding crop. They'd brought it
back from Mexico some summers ago, and it was part of the
wall decoration. Now Linda was about to put it to use.
She pointed it at her father. "Dad-go lie down over there,
right beside mother. Do as I say!"
Chad seemed to fold into himself, to actually cringe as
Linda shook the crop at him, but he didn't climb off the
stool. Embarrassed, Betty got off the floor and stood
uncertainly, enthralled by this sexual domination their
daughter had achieved over her father. For Betty could see
that Chad actually wanted to be mastered by Linda, that he
was waiting eagerly for it. And his daughter did not
disappoint him.
Moving forward, regal as a queen, Linda flicked her daddy on
the head of his swollen prick with the end of the leather
riding crop. He winced, but Betty could see white juice
spring from the slot of his glans and realized that he
enjoyed the dollop of pain, or perhaps the symbol of
chastisement. He climbed from the stool and moved stiffly
to the middle of the carpet, standing with his hairy back
to them until his daughter popped the crop across his ass.
Then he lay down quickly, rolling over onto his back with
his monstrous staff pointing straight up and perhaps
distended farther than Betty had ever seen it before. It
was a magnificent erection!
"Now, mom," Linda said, "since I'm bossing this little
affair, I want you to go around and stand at daddy's head.
That's the way, darling-and my, but your nice round ass
jiggles so sweetly when you walk; you're sexy, mom. Now;
put one foot on each side of his head-got ahead; he'll lie
still for it. Just stand there with your legs apart a
little so he can stare up into the juicy lips of your
lovely pussy.
Linda moved toward them, swaying her svelte hips, making an
exaggerated roll of her belly and ass. The leather riding
crop was tapping against the calf of her leg-tap-tap-tap.
For a crazy moment, Betty herself felt a strange exultation
touched with terror, as if her daughter was going to beat
her naked flesh, to be torture mistress over all. Betty
would be punished for her transgressions, with whip and
spur, and the hairy wet cunt would be queen forever.
Linda positioned herself over her father's waiting body,
standing with opened thighs directly above his upstanding
cock. Chad lay quietly, passive, his arms at his side, but
his eyes were open and his chest heaving. Most alive was
his prick, tall and thick with its head practically bathed
in the gleaming juices leaking from its tiny mouth.
The girl said, "We'll use him between us, darling. You have
him eat your lovely cunt, and I'll take the swelling out of
that big, eager cock of his."
Chad said, "I-I never did that before. I never went down on
any woman, not even your mother."
Linda reached down with the riding crop, tapped his penis
with it. "Then it's time you learned, Daddy. Mom has such
a beautiful pussy, you should have eaten her years and
years ago. Glenn did it to her. My husband got his tongue
inside your wife's cunt and made her come, so now mom know
how good it feels. And you'll do a super job, daddy---I'm
sure you will, because you'd better!"
Smiling at her mother, lowering herself to her knees so that
her profusely feathered crotch was just above the blunt head
of her daddy's cock; Linda said, "Just do the same as I'm
doing, darling. Kneel down and let him quiver for awhile."
Betty kneeled, her kneecaps touching the biceps of her
husbands arms, a tremor moving excitedly in her tummy, and
she thought of Glenn's semen still within her vagina, of
the recent fucking she had taken from her impetuous son-in-
law. Chad was going to put his tongue inside; she was
going to actually sit down on his mouth and he was going to
eat her cunt, for the first time in their married lives.
And as Linda said, it was about time.
"Now, mom, ," her daughter said, lowering her crotch just a
bit and using her hand to guide the shuddering, anxious head
of her father's prick into the springy depths of that curly
brown pubic hair. Her other had reached out to her mother,
and Betty put her fingers into Linda's soft, warm palm as
she sat gently down upon Chad's waiting, helpless face.
A hot, wet shock jolted through her body as he sticky labia
came in contact with his lips. For an indecisive moment,
her husband hesitated, then uttering a groan, his mouth
opened and his tongue shoved in and up, piercing the wet
folds of flesh and entering the wet cave of the vagina
itself.
"Ah! OOOHH! Oh, Linda-he's doing it! Your father is
eating me, sticking in his tongue and licking. OOOHHH!"
"Good," Linda answered, clenching her hand. "And look how
his big dick is easing up into me. Hard and rubbery; thick
and- long-ow wow; this is some rod, mama! This is a
terrific prick, and I'm fucking it just like you do,
fucking my daddy's big cock while he eats my mama's sweet
pussy. Ahh, daddy-oh yes, stiff prick-ah- oh-the head of
it is away up inside me, knocking at my cervix. Ahh! Oh-
oh mama, oh daddy!"
Staring, Betty watched her husband's thick staff working its
way up into the readily clinging lips of her daughter's
young pussy. It was a wonderful sight, a thrilling
picture, and she ground sensuously upon Chad's mouth as she
saw the engorged rod progress inch by veined inch until it
was swallowed up.
He mumbled something into her blazing cunt, and his tongue
lapped puppy- dog style into her slit; she slid forward and
back, making him reach her clit, grinding it into his chin
and back to his nose. And on one of her forward slides,
Betty found herself only inches from her daughter's face.
It was so natural that she kiss Linda's passionate mouth,
that her daughter's tongue should melt lovingly over her
own, and their teeth clash sweetly. Straining, leaning
forward, they held arms around each other's bodies, and
mashed their tits together.
"Oh, baby," Betty gasped. "Oh, how wonderful, to kiss you
and feel your breasts against mine-oh, how wild-because
we're sharing your father and each other, too."
"Great, mom-far, far out! Oh, how I dig this kind of
swinging! Kiss me, mama-kiss me as I ride your husband's
cock, my daddy's cock!"
"Darling, darling-" Betty hunched faster upon Chad's face,
because he was getting the hang of it, working his tongue
over her clit and beginning to suck, to siphon upon the
lining of her pussy and to drain the hot oils and her son-
in-laws warm juice into his throat.
"Fuck me!" Linda screamed, and slammed her tits hard into
her mother's larger breasts. "Oh, daddy, you big-dicked
bastard- - shove it up my cunt-bang it up my pussy!"
Betty shook and trembled, her tits bouncing as she rode her
husband's mouth, for her climax was swiftly burgeoning
within her spasming vagina. She clamped her mouth onto her
daughter's, and urged her tits into Linda's; Betty's ass
was swinging and sliding, and she forced her tongue deep
into Linda's mouth.
Her daughter clawed her nails into Betty's back, and raked
her teeth across her mother's. They sucked tongue and
moaned in explosive rapture, moaned together as they came-
one upon the man's prick, one upon his suctioning mouth,
mother and daughter blending in ecstasy upon the male they
both had in common.
They held to each other, kissing, sliding wet tongues,
wiggling more gently in the subsiding of their simultaneous
orgasm. Chad turned his face aside, panting into Betty's
thigh, and she realized that he had also come, that he had
fired his monstrous cock into his daughter's inflamed cunt,
pumping that narrow sheath full of his thickly foaming
semen.
How long they stayed glued together, Betty didn't know; she
really didn't come to herself until Linda stood up and
helped her to her feet. They left Chad on the carpet, but
not for long; he climbed up and joined them at the bar.
Betty saw that her husband's massive dick was still hard,
and glistening all over with the juices he had released
into Linda's vagina, with his daughter's shining pussy
oils.
Gruffly, he said, "I-oh hell, women; I don't know how to
put it, but I-well, I think this is terrific. The three of
us making it together. And Betty-I enjoyed going down on
you; I really did."
He put his arms around them, stood between them as they sat
naked on the barstools. His long staff poked between them
the purple head lustrous and glowing. Betty turned her
head and kissed him on the cheek.
"It is good, isn't it dear?" So intimate, so exciting. I
wasn't a bit jealous of you screwing your screwing our
daughter. In fact, I was thrilled that you should get the
chance to enjoy the beauty of her cunt' you're a lucky man,
because so few father ever realize their yearnings and
actually fuck their daughters."
Chad stroked her back, brought his hand down and caressed
the cheek of her ass. Betty glanced across his back and
saw that he was doing the same to Linda. He said, "I'll
admit I didn't like it at first, when Glenn was putting the
dick to you, Betty. I mean, you're my wife, and I'm
supposed to be jealous of you. But there was Linda, and
Glenn was really shoving it to you and you looked like you
were getting a kick out of fucking him, so I- - well, I
figured it you let me screw Linda, then we'd compromise,
and I'd let you screw Glenn."
Linda chuckled, and poured drinks all around. "Daddy,
you're trying so hard not to be a male chauvinist. You
really want to say that it's okay for a man to fuck
anything he can find, but that a woman should stay pure-
whatever the hell that is."
"Now wait a minute," he said.
And Linda cut in: "But you get high on fucking me, so it's
okay for mother to have a little staring cock on the side.
But don't you see how much better it is, how much more fun
it is, to share our love-making? You and me and mother-and
when Glenn was there last night, wasn't that fun?"
"I guess so," he said. "but-well I don't think I can have
as much fun when somebody else sees you bossing me around.
There are some things a man has to keep private."
"Why?" Linda asked. " If anything turns you on, nobody
here is going to laugh at it. We all have our kinks and
our little hang-ups, but that's what we're doing now,
together---we're trying to rid ourselves of all our hang-
ups, trying to be honest with each other, and most of all
with ourselves."
Chad continued to fondle their asses. Betty downed her
drink and felt the warmth of it, the needed strength of the
alcohol . Then her husband said, "I guess you're right,
Linda. now that we've gone ahead like this, screwing and
sucking and all---we can make it fine together. You and me
and your mother and Glenn; we can have a real wife-swapping
setup here, as long as we keep it from the kids, that is.
I mean, we're adult and they're so young, and I don't think
I could conceive of those kids even thinking-"
Linda poured more drinks. "You mean it's all right for mom
to eat my husband's cock, it that what they both want?"
Chad bit his lips, and Betty noticed that his penis was
slumping. He said, "Well, I guess so. Glenn's a good guy,
and your husband, and----"
"And you're getting the best of the deal," Linda said.
"Here you are, swapping wives with Glenn, but you get a
bonus, because I'm your daughter, too. So you not only
trade wives, but get to dig some incest, besides. Would
you be as willing if Glenn was your son, and I was just
another girl?"
Chad took his hand from Betty's ass and reached for his
drink. "Hey now, wait a minute! That would make him a-a-"
"A mother fucker? Is that so terrible? Is that any worse
name than daughter fucker, or daddy fucker?"
"You're mixing things up," Chad said. "Dammit, you're
getting everything all screwed around."
Linda turned on the stool, so that she could hold his body
between her legs and draw him into the softly feminine vee
of her thighs. "Daddy, you're the one who's getting
screwed up-- and screwed. But would you disown me, back
off from me right now, if I told you that I've already
fucked my brother, too? I have, you know; Danny and I had
a good, solid screwing together, even before I seduced you
last night."
"That-that kid?"
"He's no kid; he's a good, erotic lover with a strong prick
longer than your own."
"Dammit, Linda-Betty---"
Betty watched her daughter tug her husband closer with her
legs, saw her rub her high, firm tits into his hairy chest
and use her had to fondle the thick, drooping cock. Linda
said, "There's plenty of this pussy left for you. Al you
want, daddy- dear-if you stop being so straight and hungup
and just let it all hang out. I can fuck you and Danny and
my husband, and thrill all of you-and so can mom."
Betty saw his back stiffen, and she gulped the rest of her
drink hurriedly. Now was the moment, when he would either
resist or give in.
Chad said, "Hold on; that's going to damned far. The boy
and- you-and me and you-Glenn-you're going out of your head,
if you think I'm going to stand still for Danny and his
mother-"
Before Linda could hold to him, Chad pulled himself from
between her legs and strode off, vanishing from the family
room without a word.
Betty said, "Well, I guess that's it."
"The hell it is," Linda answered. "There's' still Nikki;
you notice how carefully he avoided mentioning her name?
Dad has a hard-on for Nikki, too, and don't doubt that.
And he's pretty well smashed right now; I poured enough
juice into him today for him to be high as a mountain top.
He's only going to his own bed. We'll get him there. Are
you game for a family council of the rest of us?"
"All right," Betty said. "Son as I can get some clothing-"
"No," Linda said. "All of us bare-assed and honest, okay?"
"Okay, then. Oh, I hope we can straighten out your father."
The girl smiled. "We will; don't you worry."
Chapter 14
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They were a beautiful group, Betty thought, self-consciously
crossing her legs and wishing that she had something with
which to cover her breasts as she sat at the bar and
watched Linda herd the others into the room for a council.
It must have been quite a session upstairs, she thought.
Glenn was sheepish and his cock was shrunken as he came to
the bar for a drink. Her son's penis was partly erect, but
well used and reddened. And Little Nikki-the girl was
trying to be very casual, but the goosebumps on her naked
skin and the blush on her piquant face gave away her inner
emotional turmoil.
Impulsively, Betty held out her arms to her youngest child,
and with a sigh, Nicole ran into them. It felt strange to
hold her like this, Betty thought, both of them naked, and
with Nikki pressing her elfin body against her mother's
hairy mound, Nikki burying her face into the milky globes
of her mother's breasts.
But it felt wonderful, too. There was nothing between them-
- no cloth or plastic or dishonesty, and when Nikki lifted
a fearful face, Betty kissed her daughter's eyes, then, her
cheeks, and lastly her tremulous young mouth.
It was a different kiss-love and passion mixed, a darting
of their tongues, a promise of things to be between them,
and Nikki said breathlessly, "Oh mom-you're so great!"
"Thank you, darling; I think you're great too."
Danny came to stand with them, and Glenn moved to kiss his
wife, then to stand uncertainly beside her. Linda said, "We
have to do something about daddy. He's sulking in his room,
and it's all because he can't conceive of Danny screwing
mom. Everything else is all right, it seems, but he went
into a state of shock when I talked about Danny. But
there's a real tip-off in her reaction: he didn't mention
Nicole's name. He's been screwing me, as you all know, and
I can control him on just about everything, but I think his
real yen now is for little Nicole."
Nikki looked into her mother's eyes. "Mom? Will it-can I
swing with daddy, and it'll be okay with you?"
"Of course, dear, "Betty said, and patted the sleek little
flank. "But your father has a very large penis. Do you
think you cant take that?"
"I-I don't know," Nikki said, dropping her eyes.
"Sure she can," Danny added. "She's tight and narrow, but
Glenn loosened her up some, after me. She's still all
greasy inside, so that'll help dad get it in."
Nikki said into Betty's breasts, "I'd like to try it.
Especially if it will keep us all together, without any
trouble."
"Good," Linda said. "We'll get him into your room, Nikki;
then mom and Danny can get in Danny's room. That adjoining
door will work out just right. I mean, once we can get
daddy sticking it to Nikki, we can open the door and show
him Danny mounted on Mom. That ought to knock hell out of
any inhibitions he has left."
"That's a wild idea," Glenn said. "How about Chad-is he
drinking?"
Linda grinned. "We'll be lucky if he isn't sleeping it off.
What do you say, Nikki? Are you ready?"
"May I have a small drink?" Nikki asked. "He-well, the
idea scares me a little bit. And how do I go about it?"
"I'll help things along, " Linda said. "But give us time to
get started, before the rest of you come upstairs. Maybe
just you, mom, so you can peep through and see how it's all
going. After awhile, Danny and Glenn can come up. We'll
get it all together one way or another, because if daddy
doesn't go for putting it to Nikki, then we'll just have to
hold him down and have her climb on top. Rape him, if we
get forced to that."
Glenn chuckled. "Once he get a fell of Nikki's little ass,
nobody will have to rape old Chad: he'll go ape like I did.
Mrs. Maddox, you sure raised some girls with educated
cunts."
"Ready, Nikki?" her sister wanted to know.
"I guess," the girl said, and Betty hold her daughter's hand
as they followed Linda up the stairs. Betty looked at her
older daughter's tail, saw it swinging in gracefully erotic
movement, and wondered again about the rest of love-making
with Linda, about them giving oral gratification to each
other. Would it be so much different, with another woman?
She remembered the thrill of their pussy-to-pussy
encounter, and shivered in delicious anticipation.
"I'm going to take a shower-clean myself up," Betty said,
"Then open the door between Nikki's room and Danny's just a
crack. If your father gets going good, hold him back a
little, don't let him reach orgasm until Danny gets her."
"I'll be sure," Linda said, and kissed Betty's mouth. "Here
we go, mom-wish us luck."
" you're two beautiful girls," Betty said. "Your daddy has
all the luck."
"Thanks," Linda said, and took her little sister's hand.
Betty stepped into the shower and scrubbed herself all over,
but quickly. She was eager to see what the girls would do
with Chad, anxious to know how he would respond to their
combined attack. Rinsing, Betty hopped from the tub
enclosure and dried hurriedly, then used cologne and
powder. If all went well, in just a few minutes, Chad
would be putting the prick to Nikki, and Danny would be
mounting his mother, long, stiff cock in his hand.
Then it would all be out in the open, all gone honest, and
aboveboard. Chad would have to accept a single sexual
standard for the entire family, and grant her the right to
copulation with their boy, as well as his fucking their
girls. Glenn was in a enviable position, because he could
lay all three of the women, without any kind of moral
hindrance or objection put up by Chad.
But they were also available to Chad, and to each other, and
if Chad was stupid and stubborn enough to continue to resist
letting Danny into the family party, then they would have to
take some other drastic action-such as cutting Chad off
entirely from any pussy.
She went damp from the bathroom into Danny's bedroom, and
straight to the connecting door, which she found already
cracked open just about the required amount. Kneeling to
be more comfortable, Betty peered into the next room,
thinking that half the fun of all this was in the watching
of it, the voyeurism that turned her on so. And why not,
she thought; she could do the things she like best now; any
of them could, if Chad just cooperated properly.
She saw Chad sitting upon the bed, and realized that he had
sneaked a fifth of bourbon from the bar when he departed in
such a huff. It was on the bedside table, and Chad was
weaving back and forth as he sat there. Linda was furious
with him; Betty could see that, see the tapping of the
riding crop along the girl's thigh. Nikki was standing to
one side, one hand demurely over her mound.
"Damn you," Linda grated, swishing the quirt. "You want all
the goodies, but you want them on your own terms. Well,
daddy- dear---that's not how it's going to be. You've
fucked me, and watched my husband screw mother, so you're
not going to go moral on us now."
Linda slapped his belly with the riding crop, and Chad
jerked erect, his penis immediately beginning to swell, to
climb upright to its great length and breadth. Chad tried
to cover it with his hands, ashamed because his younger
daughter was in the room and seeing his nudity, witnessing
his humiliation.
But Linda flicked the leather at his hands, and Chad
flinched back, exposing his erect cock. His daughter said,
"You're going to screw Nikki-and right now, do you hear?
You're damned lucky to even get the chance, and don't worry
about her being a cherry. She's not. Little Nicole has
been balling two kids her own age, and she has also taken
on Danny and Glenn, so that only makes you fifth in line,
daddy dear. But you're lucky to have the opportunity to
stick that big cock into her tiny pussy, because if you
weren't being forced to lay Nikki, you'd never get up the
nerve to fuck her yourself. But you've got eyes for her,
all right; I've watched you sweat her out for years, when
you thought nobody else was looking, when you thought you
could eye this trim little ass and dream about someday
getting into it. Well, darling-here's the place and the
time."
She strode around the bed and snatched down two pillows, put
them one atop the other and positioned them halfway down the
bed. Then Linda motioned to her sister, and Nikki went
shyly to her, moving with her face held down and her eyes
almost closed. Watching, Betty saw that her youngest
child's nipples were erect, showing her passionate need, an
urgency that defied her retiring nature.
Nikki hesitated beside the bed, glanced at her father's
back, then climbed up as her sister pointed the riding crop
at the pillow. "up there, Nikki," Linda said. "Since dad
has such a big, thick penis, and since you're built so
small, that lovely little cunt is so tight, it's best if
you put your ass up here, so you can spread your legs wide
and kind of tilt your pelvis up at him. It spreads your
vagina wider, opens you up more. Of course, once he's got
that hard prick socked home, then you can act as you
please, but I can tell you now, he'll sure as hell hit
bottom."
Nikki took her position, lay back with her small tits up and
her ass on the double pillows, angling her crotch up. Betty
saw the gorgeous little cunt lips , and the polished cheeks
of the delightfully trim ass, the flat belly lustrous with
youth and health.
The girl asked doubtfully: "Linda-are you sure I can take
that big thing into me? I mean-it's so long and big around.
I never tried anything that big, before!"
Her sister patted Nikki's belly, then dropped her hand to
caress the small, shapely mound. "Sure you can take it
baby. You can hold it all the way to his balls, and then
you can screw it right off, if you want to. You're the
boss, Nikki you're stronger than he is."
Chad sat stiffly on the side of the bed, his back to his
girls, but he wheeled around quickly enough when Linda
tapped him with the leather whip. She said, "Get over her;
kneel right there in front of Nikki-there between her legs,
. Isn't that a beautiful pussy she's showing? Haven't you
wanted that for years?"
"I-I-" Chad said, "yes, damnit; yes, I have. She's so
petite, such a tiny charmer. It's like having a little girl
and a miniature woman wrapped into the same sexy package.
And yes-- I've wanted to screw Nicole. I've needed to
stick this hard cock into my sensuous little daughter ever
since she started to grow tits and to shake her ass the way
she does."
"Now you're putting it all up front," Linda said. "There's
nothing to stop you from fucking that fabulous pussy now,
daddy. There's nobody to tell and nobody to point a finger
and nobody to scream or run or call you a dirty old man.
Nikki wants you to fuck her, and I want you to fuck her-so
go ahead. Fuck her, daddy."
Betty stared through the crack of the door and saw her
husband bending forward, saw him choke his swollen, eager
prick in one hand while he caressed the darling little slit
between his younger child's thighs. Chad felt over the
trembling mound as if he couldn't believe its size and
shape, as if its velvet softness and the damp beauty was
overwhelming to him.
And perhaps it was she though; Chad was touching a long
cherished dram, face to crotch with a dark desire he had
kept hidden all these years.
"Daddy," Nikki said to him, and that broke his stasis, that
single, yearning word shattered the hesitation that fixed
Chad.
Groaning, he moved forward and steered the head of his
pulsing cock into the softly trembling labia awaiting it.
Betty knew a moment of doubt as she stared at that huge,
flanged glans almost hiding the girl's slot, and there was
a rush of fear that Chad might hurt the tiny box, that his
massive prick might tear the delicate tissues within the
childish vagina.
But the girl had already been broken in; Nikki had screwed
three boys and none man-and Glenn Forester's penis wasn't a
small one. And, Betty remembered, Nikki had been fucked
only a few minutes before; she would still be wet and open,
with her brother's semen held inside her as an additional
lubricant, and made even more slippery by the retention of
Glenn's come. Nikki could stretch to take in her father's
huge penis, and if he was gentle and waited for her to
adjust, she would be thrilled by the complete stuffing of
her mini-vagina and the constant pressure on her clitoris.
Chad began to push, using a steady pressure to shove the
blunt end of his cock into Nikki's small entrance, and Betty
could see the intense strain upon her husband's face, the
concentration there as he watched the glans work into his
daughter's little slot.
"ooh, daddy!" Nikki gasped, "ooohhh, that feels so good!
Push it deeper in me, daddy-oohh! Deeper!"
Chad responded by moving his hips and working another inch
of meat into the squirming snatch, and Nikki hiked her ass
even higher, to take it in. Her small, slim legs were
hoisted into the air, her fairy feet pointing their little
pink toes at the ceiling. Nikki's sweet white ass was
twitching, shuddering, moving and moving in an up and down
motion that changed often to a rolling, side to side
hunching that was one of the most sensual Betty had ever
witnessed.
"Dd-addy! Oh, my sweet daddy! Stick you thing to me, feed
me all that wonderful groovy meat. Deeper-give it all to
me!"
"All right," Chad grunted. "All right, you beautiful
little- cunt-here it comes-packing it into your tight
snatch. Ah, what a grip inside your vagina, baby-hot and
wet and slick, but to tight-like a virgin pussy for me!
Oh! Ah! Right to the balls, Nikki!"
The girl heaved violently, bucked against her father's
thickly haired pelvis and threw back her head, rolling her
eyes and gritting her teeth fiercely. "Ahh! Ohh! Now
I've got it-- I've got all your cock in me, because I can
feel it stretching me open. I can feel the head bulging
against my belly, and your big balls---they're in the crack
of my ass. Oh daddy, daddy! Fuck me, fuck your little
girl-oh, FUCK ME!"
Chad moaned and shook his ass. He put his hands under his
daughter's little surging tail, and held her belly to his as
he started to stroke-in and out, twisting and lunging,
pulling it back and burying it deep. Betty watched the
veined rod as it turned red, as it turned slippery with the
lubrication of Nikki's cunt and the leftover greasiness of
the pricks that had let go in her only a short while
before.
Nikki tried to get her short, sleek legs around her father's
body, but they kept slipping off as he lunged his distended
staff into her aching body. So she contented herself with
planting her heels into the hollows behind his knees, and
bracing herself for the long, burrowing strokes her daddy
was putting into her steamy, stretched pussy.
Betty was enthralled; her mound turned wet and her tits felt
as if they would swell and burst. Chad was feeding the meat
into the tight little cunt he had dreamed about, and the
slight form of his youngest child was wiggling and humping
to him, turning all slimy with the sweat that was upon her
finely textured skin.
Linda walked to the doorway and cut off her mother's view of
the exciting copulation. She said softly through the crack,
"I hear the guys coming up the stairs, mother. Better get
on the bed and make yourself ready for Danny. Wow! Is
this going to be a kick in the balls for daddy."
"All right," Betty answered. "I'm ready for my son right
now."
Her thighs quietly kissed each other as she walked to the
bed and lay down upon it. Smiling to herself, she took the
pillows from the head of the bed and placed them under her
ass, hiking her lower body to fit them there.
Her position would be the same as Nikki's , and she would
even use her heels in the same manner, duplicating the
fucking of her daughter and her husband as closely as she
could. But with her own very special lover, and by riding
the always eager, always hard prick of her son Danny.
The hall door swung open, and Danny entered, closely
followed by his brother-in-law. Both held their cocks in
their hands, but Betty motioned Glenn off to one side and
out of sight where he couldn't be observed from the other
bedroom, once that door was also opened wide. She wanted
her husband to get the full effect of seeing their son
mounted on his mother and sticking that long, slim prick
into her cunt. She wanted Chad to receive the full shock
value of watching her being fucked by their son while Chad
was fucking their daughter.
Danny came to his mother and without preliminary, climbed
onto the bed and between her legs. Smiling down at her, he
fondled her breasts for a tender moment before aiming the
head of his rigid penis into the waiting hairiness of her
dewy mound. It touched her labia with an electric shock,
for each time with Danny was almost like the first time he
had fucked his mother, a thrilling kind of adoration that
would always by out of the ordinary for them both.
"Now," he said, "my father's going to see my prick in you.
He's going to watch me fuck you, mom-and we can all swing
together."
"Yes," she said, "push it on into your mother, darling."
Chapter 15
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Danny thrust it mightily into her, slid his strong young
prick full length into her ready and anxious vagina. His
smooth belly came to rest atop her own, and she spread her
thighs wide to receive this beautiful boy's wonderful cock.
Her son's balls came to rest in the feathery cleft of her
flexing ass, and as they touched, Betty wondered again,
wondered briefly, how it would feel to have that enchanted
want eased into the tube of her ass. Soon, she thought,
perhaps soon, when they were all more at ease with each
other.
"Mom, mom," he breathed, "you have the very greatest cunt in
the world. I love to fuck both my sisters, but fucking you
is always so far out, so exciting, that I just about freak
out as quick as I'm buried in your pussy."
"Darling," she said, stroking her hands along his naked
back, feeling the sleek shaping of the cheeks of her son's
ass. "Oh my darling, lovely boy. It will always be this
way with us; I Love your prick in me, and no matter who I
fuck, or how many I fuck, yours will always be the best for
me. So sexy, darling-- so long and hard, and you use your
beautiful cock like an artist."
"I love you, " he said. "Like my mother and like my wife
and like the best piece of ass I know."
" And I love you, too," Betty said. " Fuck me pretty now,
because Linda's going to open that door any second, so your
father can see us."
He ground his pelvis into hers, and started to lower his hot
mouth to one of the nipples he so dearly loved to suck, but
changed his mind and stared at the door. As if his gaze was
an Open Sesame, the door flung itself open, and Linda stood
in the opening, regal in her nakedness, her head poised
high and the rich curls of her mound shining like a beacon.
Linda stepped back, and Betty heard her daughter's call out
in a sharply commanding voice: "Dad-daddy! Look here!!"
Betty watched her husband's face as it swung to her, and she
saw the shock that opened his eyes wide and dropped his jaw.
Chad stared at his son between his wife's legs, stared at
Danny as the boy continued to put the prick to his mother
with long, slow and sensual thrusts. Chad froze atop his
own daughter, his thick rod halfway out of the red-lipped
clinging of Nikki's pussy.
Linda said, "That's right, Daddy. The circle is complete
now. Danny is screwing mother, and you're fucking Nikki,
just as you fucked me.
There's no difference now; we're are all involved in our
incestuous games, and not one of us is going to back away.
Nikki! fuck him faster; shake that sweet little ass and
make your father come into your pussy. Mom-you do the same
with- Danny-fuck your son; make your educated cunt just eat
up Danny's cock."
Chad stared, and when Nikki bounced against him, his prick
vanished into her eager cunt once more. Looking directly
into her husband's eyes, Betty swung her pelvis and ground
her pussy onto the driving length of their son's stiff
prick, smiling wet and wide as she did so.
Chad managed to say: "Betty"-what the hell!!"
She replied loud and clear; "I'm ding the same thing you
are, Chad. I'm fucking one of our children, just as you
are. And I love it, darling-I love being fucked by my
son!"
Nikki wiggled on her father's dick, forced him to move with
her in the sinuous tangling of crotch and legs and sex
organs. He had to be close to orgasm anyhow, Betty
thought, since he'd been stroking into that tight little
box for so long already. Chad wouldn't be able to hold
back much longer; as it was, the chock of seeing his son
putting the meat to his wife had probably stopped Chad from
reaching a climax sooner.
Then Danny capped the scene by saying, "Dad-this is a fine
rich cunt you've been fucking all these years. Mother has
the greatest pussy I've ever stuck this cock into. I love
her ass, and I love to kiss and hold these big tits, and I
want to screw her as often as I can. Man, man-I can see
how she turns you on, dad. She's really a hot piece of
ass!"
Betty smiled at her husband, at Danny's father, and rolled
her ass to thrill her son more, to fondle his penetrating
rod with the wet satin walls of her vagina, and to squeeze
his piston with the lips of her cunt. Gasping as his
thrusting thrilled her more and more, Betty raised her legs
to wrap them around their son's slim waist.
He called to his father, "See? Just like she fucks you,
dad. al slippery inside her juicy cunt, and her ass cheeks
right against my balls."
Chad's mouth opened as his younger daughter rolled her
narrow, clinging pussy upon his own massive staff. He said,
the words jolted from him by the pounding of Nikki's young
belly against his hairy one, "Go-go ahead, Danny! Go on,
son-fuck your mother well. Fuck her pussy, son, deep and
solid; just ram your prick up your mom's cunt until you
both come-and then fuck her some more, for me! Lay the
meat to her, boy---screw her good!"
Success! Betty thought, hiking her ass in a frenzy of
passion, heaving and corkscrewing in a furious burst of
abandonment. Success- the ultimate goal had been reached,
the one they'd pointed for ever since the first wondrous
morning when her son sneaked into his father's warm bed to
steal a drowsy fuck from his father's freshly screwed wife.
Now they had Chad with them, one with them, agreeable to
each of them fucking and being fucked as suited their
inclinations and temperaments. Now they could share and
share alike, giving and taking the penultimate in
sensations from their closest blood ties, reveling in what
had hitherto been forbidden flesh.
"Baby!" Betty cried out, as much to her husband as to her
son who was hammering his long rod violently albeit
lovingly, into her snatch. "Oh bay, baby! Mommy is about
to come! Just stick that gorgeous prick to me, and make --
- ooohhh! Make your mommy come all over it!"
Clawing at her buttocks, ramming her deep and strong, Danny
rode her crotch when she tilted it up, stayed with her when
her ass bucked and when her belly surged high. Betty came,
and came, and came. And when she had reached the quivering
crest of her orgasm, she felt the boiling ejaculation burst
forth from the flexing head of Danny's prick, felt the hot
juices splash and ripples within her vagina, against the
cup of her womb and her clitoris thrummed like a tuning
fork. Her son's semen filled her pussy, packed her hungry
cunt with its thick cream, and the leakage seeped down to
wet the crack of her ass, to puddle around his testicles.
Through the doorway and in the other room, she heard Nikki
cry out: "Ooohhh! Daddy, daddy-it's wonderful to-to come
with you like this. Ahhh--- ooohhh! You're flooding me,
daddy-- -- it's spilling out onto the bed! Oh, how I love
your hot come, daddy!"
Betty's eyes closed and her head fell back as her thighs
dropped slowly down her son's sweaty back and fell to the
bed. It was an end and the beginning, the sweetness and
the release of honeyed semen, the fluid that would dissolve
their differences into its sentient streaming and make them
sperm, each wiggling individual going its own ambitious
way, but somehow banded more closely together than they had
ever been before.
Tenderly, her son lifted from between her thighs, drawing
out his beloved penis and moving from her, but only after
leaning to drift a kiss across her mouth, a kiss that was
leaf soft and sugared with his devotion. Without surprise,
Betty felt his place taken by another man, and she
recognized the widely flanged glans that shoved into her
dripping slot. Glenn was mounting her now, sliding his
prick into the juiciness just vacated by Danny.
Gently, she rolled her ass to fit him better into the sheath
of her vagina, and softly she took him deep into the loving
places of her body. Her satin walls caressed his prick,
sucked adoringly upon his glans, and her labia fondled the
sack of his balls with each stroke her son-in-law made into
her.
But the fury had died within her, and the fucking was easy,
wet, nice. Glenn thrust strongly into her receptive vagina,
and she responded, but with a relaxed tenderness, enjoying
being screwed by him, but not up so high that she would
tear at him and try to savage his flesh. It was good to
fuck this way, she thought, wiggling slowly and taking the
honest lunges of his cock in her own rhythm.
"Mrs. Maddox," he panted, "oh Betty, dearest. so hot and
sloppy in your pussy, so good-man, those fine tits---"
And his mouth found a nipple as his hard penis continued to
rise and fall in the suctioning well of her stimulated
cavity, a plunger in the encompassing well of her cunt.
Glenn sucked avidly upon her breasts and fondled her ass,
her belly, while the staff of his penis gained speed and
penetration, swiftened in its poking until Betty sensed
that he was about to come.
She crushed his face into her tit and ground her pelvis into
his, gyrated her ass and her belly, and helped him explode
the semen from the head of his prick. For the second time
within minutes, a man was releasing his hotly spurting
inner juices into her welcoming vagina, and she followed
his orgasm with a quick and shuddering convulsion of her
own.
Kissing her closed eyelids, Glenn too was gone from her
pussy and from her body, and Betty rolled over, lifting one
knee and sighing into the sheet. Her son lover her, and
Glenn loved her; proof of their loves was contained in her
vagina, soaking there warmly. She stretched, smiled, and
saw against the dark screen of her eyelids the image of her
youngest daughter and Chad, interlocked and worshipping
each other's bodies.
She sighed again as hands touched her waist and the tips of
fingers went trailing down over the curves of her flaccid
buttocks. Dreamy, she was willing for Glenn to put it to
her again, but she would exert no effort to help him along,
at least not right away.
The hands fondled her ass, urged her completely over onto
her belly, and she spread her legs in reflex. Then one
hand slid around her hip and beneath her tummy, down to her
mound still steamy and oozing from the two fuckings she had
already taken. It lifted her, brought her tail up so that
the searching head of his prick could find the wet slot of
her vaginal opening.
Chad! When the swollen head of that huge cock touched her
labia, Betty was certain that it belonged to her husband.
Her eyes flew open and her head snapped up, but he was
pulling her ass higher and working the spearhead of his
penis into the easily stretched lips of her pussy. And
before she could more than give a small wiggle, Chad had
driven his belly forward and buried the bulk of his giant
cock into her cunt.
"Chad-oh, Chad-you want me now?"
He had his hand locked into her waist, and began to drive
his heavy pole up her pussy, ramming it home full length,
then drawing it back to the ridged head before seeking the
wet glove of her womb cup again.
"More than ever, Betty," he panted, feeding her his thick
rod, pulling her ass back to him to meet his strokes.
"Seeing the boy screw you-that drove me wild; then Glenn
got to fuck you, before I could leave little Nikki. And me
with my prick hard as it's ever been, even when I was a
kid. One after the other, they screwed my wife, fucked
this fabulous cunt I've had all these years. And when I
watched their pricks slide into you, when I saw you fuck
our son until he popped off inside his mother, then take on
Glenn and make him come in you, too---well, I just had to
get my own cock in you again. Only I wanted to fuck you
this way-uuhh! ---this way so I can feel the round cheeks
of your ass against my pelvis when I stick it deep. Ohh!
Oh yeah, Betty-the boys are right; you're really a hot, wet
piece of ass."
She rolled her haunches to him, reached back and between her
thighs to catch his balls while he screwed her dog fashion.
Her tits dangled and swung, and the sensation they gave her
was bitchy in itself. Humping, squeezing his hairy sack,
Betty fucked her husband, and as her head swung from side
to side in the drumbeat tempo of their screwing, she became
conscious that they were being watched. Glenn forester
stood there with his arm around his own wife Linda, his
penis softened and leaking a clear fluid.
Beside them stood Danny and Nicole, their naked hips
together, a beautiful pair of young people with the nude
bodies gleaming. Three of them were their children, and
one an in-law; all of them stood silently and watched Chad
fuck her.
The bed rocked and Betty heaved with it, her long hair
flying as her husband poured the prick to her with
hammering thrusts, his veined prong a piston that beat
steadily back and forth into the sloshy hole of her surging
pussy. Betty grunted as each stroke bounced her head and
swung her tits, but she held to his balls and to her one-
handed balance, rocking on her knees to take the pounding
Chad was giving her.
"Lay it to her, dad!" Danny called out.
Glenn said, "Yeah-fuck her, Chad!"
And the girls murmured approval, swaying from side to side
and holding to their own males, partaking vicariously in the
sex act of their mother and father, staring entranced at
the action of the prick and the cunt that had combined in
love and passion to produce them.
"Going to let it go!" Chad grunted, working his staff
furiously into her cum- dripping snatch. "Going to shoot it
in there where the others came. Here it is, Betty-here it
is, you hot ass bitch-take it! I'm coming!"
He went stiff against her, and his pole throbbed inside the
clenching of her vagina, releasing squirts of semen that was
hot and creamy, and Betty reveled in the washing of it
through her pussy.
Jerking madly, she was spun helplessly in the throes of her
own climax, and her knees buckled as her muscles let go and
sagged her body down, dropped it forward in the backwash of
her orgasm. Betty collapsed upon the bed, crushing her
breasts into the sheet, and Chad was on top of her, his
rigid prick still- balls-deep into her cunt, locked into her
so solidly it was as if it had grown there.
Betty was through. She had been fucked by three men, each
of them strong and hard, each of them bringing her to
orgasm, and now she was finished. Weakly, she lifted her
head, and knew a great relief as she felt her husband's
cock back out of her slit, and his weight lift from her
buttocks. The bed moved when he got off it, and for Betty
it was like being caught up in the primal movement of the
planet itself, unable to choose her time or place.
They murmured around her, hovered over her, and their hands
were gentle. She was kissed by many mouths, and touched by
many soft hands. Mother, they said, and mom, and Betty-and
Mrs. Maddox; darling, they said, and dearest, and baby.
Drowsily, she accepted the attentions and as they didn't
seem to mind, she drifted off into a deep and restful
sleep.
Chapter 16
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Somehow, it was morning. It was a fragrant and rosy
morning, and Betty wiggled luxuriously in her bed as she
awoke to it. The events of the night filed past in her
mind, touched with moonlight and lace, spiced with all the
sultry perfumes of the Orient.
Indeed, she felt like an empress, or rather a favored houri,
and would not be surprised to find a ruby set in her navel,
nor sandalwood upon her nipples. She was alone in bed, and
rose in languor to put on a filmy robe and go to the
bathroom.
Washing, listening, she heard movement downstairs and knew
they were still in the house. Where else would they be,
with so much at hand and so willing? She climbed into the
shower stall and closed the glass doors. Maybe they would,
at some time in the future, go outside their own family
circle for additional sex, but just now Betty could see no
reason for even seeking variety.
Variety was with them-three women of varying ages and sizes,
three men different in appearance and imagination; the
combinations were many and exciting. Betty thought that she
would try them all, go through all the duo and trio and
other mathematical possibilities six people could offer en
masse and individually.
Soaping her body, she wondered that she wasn't tired, that
no part of her ached after the repeated handling she had
taken the day and night before. There was gentle screwing
and strong fucking, and she had known them both. There had
been the beauty of woman love, and oral gratification, and
the interchanging of three men within her vagina.
Rinsing and stepping from the shower, Betty felt marvelously
refreshed; she was alert and ready for more of anything, of
everything. And she wondered what the day would bring, as
she dried her skin and dusted it with bath powder. The see-
through robe wrapped around her body, beguiling rather than
concealing, she found high-heel pumps to accent the length
and attractiveness of her legs. Hair swept back and held in
place with a bit of bright ribbon, Betty swept downstairs,
queen of herself, and therefore ruler of all she might
survey.
Only the girls were in the kitchen, cleaning up remains of
breakfast. Linda bounced over to kiss Betty's cheek and
ask, "Over easy, mom?"
"Okay; where are the men?"
"Out. We chased them out for awhile. They're going to get
some beer and salami and stuff, but we asked them to stay
gone until we cleaned up an---until you and I and Nikki got
to know each other better; a whole lot better."
Nikki stooped over Betty where she sat at the table and
kissed her cheek, too. "I'm buttering your toast, and I'll
get your juice."
"Thanks, doll, " Betty said, and to her older daughter: "You
and me and Nikki?"
"Why not? We'll never find more lovely and more exciting
partners, will we?"
Betty shook her head. "I-I guess not, but Nikki-so young-"
Nikki laughed. "Only technically, mom. I'll admit I've
never played around with another girl, but I'm sure willing
to learn."
Betty lowered her face and paid close attention to the
breakfast her daughters had prepared for her. Surprisingly,
she had a good and hearty appetite, and went for a second
cup of hot coffee after cleaning her plate. It was all the
sex- ersize, she thought, and giggled. When she looked up,
Nikki and Linda were smiling with her, and again she thought
how lovely they were, how fresh and shiny.
Linda had on a thin robe that showed both the movements and
convolutions of her body, and little Nicole had on a shortie
nightgown of pale green; it accented the dainty curves of
her ass and called attention to how it dropped from the
points of the small breasts.
"When your food is settled," Linda suggested. "Maybe we'll
Maybe we'll take a walk around the patio until then, and
kind of get in shape."
"It's a good thing we have that high fence around the back,"
Betty said. "Delicious as you girls look, our patio would
be stormed by the first men who caught sight of you."
Nikki grinned. "You look every bit as tasty, mom. Now I
know what the kids mean, when they say what a great mom I've
got; the guys mean they'd like to stick you, and the girls
are all kind of jealous of how beautiful, how sexy, you
are."
"Come on, " Betty said, "let's walk around and settle our
breakfasts, before all this flattery goes to our head."
But she was flattered, and she was pleased, to be able to
hold her own with her young and lovely girls, to be
desirable to all ages of males.
In the garden, they spoke of their new freedoms, of the high
excitement created by fucking their father, their brother,
their son; Linda said she'd traded her husband for two
lovers, and Nikki exulted at being able to screw so many
men. Betty told them how she felt about making it with her
own son, at how delighted she was to fuck Glenn, and
described the erotic stimulation she received from watching
her daughters dicked by Chad and the others.
The dialogue itself was thrilling, and Betty felt the warm
rising of her lusts. It was so good, so thrilling, to talk
about such one-taboo intimacies with her utterly charming
daughters. When they paused under the patio shelter, Betty
said, "I think it's time."
Linda said, "Past the time."
And Nikki breathed, "Wow!"
They went into the family room and toasted each other with
chilled wine. Betty noticed that her glass trembled as she
held it high and moved it to her lips. How many mothers,
she wondered, could be calm if they stood on the threshold
of a lesbian affair with not one of their children, but two
of them. A daughter twenty- one, and a daughter fifteen,
both lovely and sexually talented, both eager to taste the
forbidden fruits of each other's female bodies-and their
mother's ripe flesh as well.
What they were all missing, Betty thought-all the closeness,
the wondrous nearness, the terrific sensations of incestuous
feminine love and passion. She would wonder about it no
longer; here it was.
Taking a deep and steadying breath, she unfastened the front
of her robe and let it fall open. The girls eyed her as she
lifted her arms and took off the filmy covering to stand
tall and naked before them. Her nipples pushed out, arched
outward and a tremor moved down her stomach to nestle
expectantly in her moist mound.
Linda moved next, peeling away her thin pink robe, whipping
it from her shapely body as a matador passes his cape, with
fluid brace and style. Her tits were high and stately, her
mound a thick and rich brown hairiness, her legs sleek and
satiny.
Hands quivering, little Nikki took off her shortie, sliding
the pale green and whispery material from her lustrous white
skin with a sweet hesitation that was all the more
sensuously appealing for its girlish uncertainty. Small
breasts, pointy nipples; that tiny, perfect body and its
focal point of faintly haired, almost childish pussy.
As always, Linda took the initiative, and moved toward her
mother with a special hot look in her eyes. When their tits
were brushing, Linda asked, "You never swung with a woman
before?"
"Only you," Betty answered.
"That was for starters," Linda said. "But we never went
down on each other, and since Nikki doesn't know anything
about that, either, I'll have to be the middle girl. Mom-I
realize you've never done this to a woman, but you've had it
done to you by Glenn and Danny, so you have some idea how to
go about it. I'll show Nikki by demonstration, eating that
little cunt until my baby sister just freaks out-while you
do down on me. Afterward, we'll sort of change around."
Linda lay down on the carpet and opened her legs, bending
her knees and spreading her smooth thighs to expose the dewy
lips of her ready labia. She said: "First Nikki; come on
down here with me, pretty little sister. Now, sit over my
face with that gorgeous ass pointing down toward my belly.
That's right baby-oh my, but doesn't that tiny cunt look
delicious. Just kneel there while I play with it for
awhile. And mom-suppose you come in between my legs and
kiss my pussy."
"Oh yes," Betty sighed, and lowered herself to the floor,
going first to her knees, then flat upon her belly to lay
her cheek against her older daughter's warm belly. She
caressed the strong thighs and the gentle curving of Linda's
stomach; she reached up to finger delicately over Linda's
breasts, to feel the stiffness of the nipples, and when her
hands came down again, it was to fondle the springy pubic
hairs of the girls' mound.
She saw Nikki's sleek young ass poised above her sister's
face, and watched it lower tenderly to the urgings of
Linda's hands upon its dainty cheeks. Nicole's crotch came
down and Linda's mouth opened to take it in, to plunge an
eager tongue into the humid cavern of the girl's vagina.
Then there was no time to see more, no time to watch Nikki
squirm and heave as Linda's trained mouth ate into her cunt,
found her clitoris and began to tease it, to suck.
For Betty was rubbing her cheek into Linda's pussy, and
kissing the petal- soft skin around it, licking lightly and
damply over the groin, down into the impossibly smooth
inside of the thighs and where they were joined so cunningly
to the pelvis. The hair itself intrigued Betty, and she
tickled it with her tongue tip, probed into the curly depth
of it to find the velvet wetness of the ready labia.
A spicy odor rose from the mouth of Linda's cunt, a pungent
aroma that was thrillingly different, that beckoned Betty to
know the flavor of it. She remembered how Danny had
inserted his tongue into her own pussy, how he had worked it
around, licking and eating, and she thought it would be the
same for her first experience in giving oral pleasure to her
daughter.
Betty pressed her lips down into the hair, slid her tongue
along the tremulous labia and found the taste enthralling as
honey in her mouth. Her teeth raked gently over the pussy
lips, and her tongue pushed its avid way inside the steamy
opening. then she was doing it, loving it, performing the
art of cunnilingus as if she had been doing it all her life.
Mouthing her daughter's cunt, she lapped into the wet
vagina, delighting in the slippery flavors she discovered
there, licking back out to tantalize the lips, diving deep
once more to feel along the slimy walls. Digging her
fingertips into Linda's thighs, Betty moaned into the torrid
slot, burrowed sucking into its juicy sheath to find the
clit.
There it was---throbbing, pulsating, and out-thrusting of
sugared flesh that was the seat of Linda's erotic emotions;
Betty built a suction within her cheeks and drew the little
nubbin into her lips, pulled it against her teeth where she
could worry it. Rubbery and wet, slippery and arousing ,
the clitoris seemed to leap with a life of its own, and
Betty responded to its twitching with nips and sucking.
Linda's belly rolled and her ass bounced. Betty could hear
both her daughters groaning, as one of them was sucked and
one of them sucked. She continued to eat into Linda's
vagina, to roll and pull the clit, easing up now and then to
either suck the hotly flowing juices or to lick into the
girl's convulsive pussy in order to give a different kind of
stimulation.
Fondling the belly, cupping the cheeks of Linda's ass, Betty
worked diligently into her older daughter's cunt, returning
always to the target of the vibrating clitoris. She heard
Nikki cry out" "Oh, Linda! Oh wow-I'm freaking out, going
out of my head! Oooh, darling---it's so hot and wet and
sweet-I feel it-your tongue and teeth in my cunt-oh far
out! Linda-Linda, eat me; eat me!"
Betty felt the rippling of Linda's vagina and the hunching
of her pelvis. Both girls were about to come, and their
mother hurried her ministrations so they could match and
blend their orgasms.
"Uhhh!" Linda groaned, her mouth buried in her sister's
pussy.
Betty sucked harder, faster, and used her fingernails
cruelly on Linda's shivering ass. The girl came then,
hammering her cunt against her mother's teeth, rolling and
bucking in the overwhelming ecstasy of her climax.
"I-oohhh!--I can't stand it!" Nikki screamed, and bounced
her knees against the floor. "Linda-mama-oh, I'm coming!"
Betty's chin was wet, and her cheeks. She scrubbed her
teeth daintily across Linda's cunt lips, into the dripping
pubic hair, and moved her face upward to caress the sweaty,
heaving belly with it. Kissing her daughter's belly, she
lapped into the navel, came up along the belly to the rib
cage and lightly bit the girl there. As she reached Linda's
breasts, Nikki lifted herself from her sister's face and
dropped to one side, staring back at the thrilling mouth she
had left, looking down at the closeness of her mother's
approaching face.
Before Betty realized it, she was fucking cunt to cunt with
Linda, so hot that she stroked her clit against her
daughter's like a man would use his cock, strong and solid,
pounding her wet pussy into Linda's dripping cunt with rapid
thrusts.
They hugged and kissed, and Betty knew the spices of Nikki's
darling young vagina from the wiggling of Linda's tongue.
Gasping, screwing her pelvis, Linda said: "Oh-oh mom! So
fierce and loving! Oh my darling mother, you did such a
fabulous job eating me. I thought my pussy was going to
explode, it was so good, don't-oh, let me-ooh! Ahh, that's
marvelous-so greasy, so tickly-I'm about to come again!"
Maybe Betty slept; she was never certain. so long as they
were together, nothing else seemed to hold any importance.
But all the world wasn't theirs; there was another
population with meaty ropes swinging between their legs, and
that was also good. So they awoke, or didn't ever sleep,
and split into three individuals once more, but only with
lingering kisses and the touching of tongues, the gyrations
of slippery pussy upon another one.
She would never be the same, Betty knew. Now she was a true
bi-sexual, and would never be sorry for that.
Chapter 17------ The Conclusion.
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They were pretty high on wine as well as sex, and left the
family room to Linda, Nikki and Glenn. Betty kissed them
all before she left them to their own imaginative devices.
it would be exciting for Glenn, she thought, since he
hadn't screwed his own wife since the wild affair began,
and for him to have the eager services of his wife's sister
at the same time. Glenn would be a busy and well gratified
man, before the day was over.
As for Betty-one of her lovers was awaiting her upstairs in
the master bedroom, where it had all started, and the other
was now following her up the steps, holding warmly to her
hand. Her son was upstairs, her husband with her, and the
thought of sharing herself between the two men turned her
on even more than she had imagined. Her mind raced,
creating vivid images of sexual congress between her
husband and her son and herself. The pictures were
brightly erotic, arousing her anticipation to a fever
pitch---a big, heavy prick, and a long, slim one; a hairy
man and a boy with hair only between his legs. There would
be yearning and release, a deeply involved screwing that
should rid each and all of them of any remaining hang-ups.
In the upper hallway, Chad hesitated, tugging at her hand. -
"Betty-it's still kind of strange for me, a little
difficult. That's our son in there, and-----"
"And he want to fuck me with you," she cut in. "Don't be
shy, Chad; and don't worry. Everything will be just fine, I
know. We're not strangers' we're part of a fine, warm
family and our bonds have been strengthened by the sex
we've shared."
She led him into their bedroom and stopped just inside the
door. Danny lay upon the bed, the sheet drawn loosely over
his lower body and his head upon the pillow. Betty
understood then that their son was somewhat embarrassed,
too, or he'd have been exposing his nudity. She started to
shut the door, but changed her mind and left it wide open,
thinking that there would be no secrets in the family; not
any more.
"Hello, mom," their son said, looking up at them as they
stood naked beside the be. "Hi, dad."
Betty sat down beside him, while Chad shifted his feet and
headed for the bottle on the dresser. She said, "What would
you like to do , son?" Since this whole wonderful
situation was of your making, we've decided to give you the
choice. Is there anything special you want from me, from
your father-any tricky positions or just anything that will
thrill you?"
She lay her hand upon the sheet and felt the swift, solid
rise of Danny's penis beneath her questing fingers. Betty
drew back the sheet so it would be exposed in all its
youthful glory and exceptional hardness. She touched the
head, that lavender glow of the blunted glans where a
seepage of teenage pre-seminal fluid was already beginning.
Gently then, Betty leaned down and kissed that droplet of
clear liquid, drawing it into her lips where it lay upon
her tongue like some jewel of great price.
Danny said then, "I really want dad to fuck you, to watch
the two of you fuck and maybe handle you while you make it.
And-- and just as soon as dad comes, I want to see it
pulled out and make room for me to climb immediately
between your legs, so I can shove my prick right into your
wet pussy and feel the semen he pumped into it. Is that
okay, mom?"
She caressed his swollen balls and ran her fingers lightly
into his crotch, then over one hip and tingling along the
curve of his smooth b buttock. "Of course, darling. I'm
sure your father would like that, too.
And after---- we can do all sorts of things together;
there's something I've always wanted, and now I can have
it."
She lay down upon the bed beside her son, thankful that it
was a king-sized bed with room enough for them all. She
said to her husband, "Come on, dear; you don't need that
bottle any more." Then to her son she said, "Kiss my body,
darling. Get me all wet and ready for your father's cock."
"Yes, mother," Danny breathed, and turned so he could kiss
her nipples, so his deft hands could fondle the mounds of
her tits. As she relaxed under the caresses of her son's
mouth and hands, Betty felt the bed sag at her husband's
weight, and Chad was on her other side.
She lifted an arm and put it around his neck, then drew him
down to her left tit. Her husband sucked that nipple, and
her son sucked the right one. She stared down at their
heads so close together, then brown gray hair and the light
brown hair, and her body arched in rapture as their hands
moved teasingly over her ribs and belly. Betty thought it
was Danny's hand that first slid into her crotch and
handled her mound, but she wasn't certain, since four hands
were everywhere upon her flesh and she was squirming so.
"Oh," She murmured, "I love you both-so very much, so very
much!"
And when Danny's mouth slipped wetly from her nipple to
trace a path down her belly, Chad lifted his mouth to find
and cover hers. Betty opened her lips and gave him her
tongue, slashing her teeth against her husband's in growing
eagerness.
Danny reached her navel and bored into it with the tip of
her tongue, sending delicious spasms up her spine and
spreading electric shocks into her vagina. Then he skidded
lower and began to probe her mound, Betty reached down and
worked her fingers into his hair, holding him tenderly
until he slipped his tongue several times into her moist
labia. Then she urged him up and aside.
"Darling---if you keep that up, I'll faint. I'm all wet
inside now, all ready for your father's prick. Chad?"
"You'd better believe it," he answered, and swung over
between her uptilted thighs.
"Just a second, dad," Danny said huskily. "I-I'd like to
guide it in."
Chad looked down into Betty's eyes and rubbed his hairy
chest back and forth across the aching of her distended
nipples. His ass was hiked, and he was bracing his weight
upon elbows and knees. She turned her head to one side and
twisted her neck so that she could look down and watch
Danny's hand come trembling between his father's hairy
thighs to wrap fingers around the thick and throbbing
shaft.
Hand shaking, breath sobbing raggedly in his throat, her son
guided the massive head of his father's prick into the wet
and waiting slot of his mother's pussy. As Chad pushed it
inside, spreading the elastic lips of her cunt, Danny's
fingers slid back to the dangling balls and hesitated there
for but a moment before drifting away.
"Hot and juicy," Chad grunted, pushing the full length and
balllbat roundness of his cock home to the root inside her
shuddering pussy. "That's how I like to sock my cock to
you,- Betty-right up to the balls! Ahhh, baby, you're as
tight in the cunt as Linda, and almost as tight as Nikki,
and are you hot inside, damned near boiling!"
"Oh Chad, Chad-that's such a wonderful prick; so big and
heavy, and it fills me up. Oh, I love to fuck you, dear---
more so than ever now.
Stick it to me, sweet man; fuck me, fuck me!"
Danny said, "Yeah, daddy-fuck her. Man' I really dig
seeing that big prick slide in and out of mom's cunt. It's
all greasy and shiny, and those balls cover the crack of
her ass when you drive your cock deep. Oh wow, mother-
shake that sweet ass and hump it to him. Lift your legs
and warp them around his back and ride up on your shoulders
while he feeds all that heavy meat to you!"
She did just that, locked her ankles behind Chad's back and
rolled her belly, feeling the huge head of her husband's
prick as it reached the bottom of her slot and pushed
against the cup of her cervix.
Chad panted: "You're hotter than you've been in years-all
bubbly in your cunt. You always were a great piece of ass,
Betty, but now you're even better-ahhh, baby, when you
squeeze down on my prick like that-oh yeah---soft ass and
big tits and a blazing pussy."
Betty ground it to him, gyrated her belly and humped her
vagina around his big piston, and said, "Ahh! Ooohh! And
you're better, too. Ever since you screwed your daughters,
you're the randiest, horniest man! Oh, fuck me deep,
darling-- screw me long!"
He pounded his meat pole into her, sloshed it and crammed it
into her cunt and she cried out that she was coming, coming!
That's when her son leaned over and kissed her mouth.
"Mom---mom-oh come, darling-come, mother!"
"Yes, baby---I'm-AHHHHH!"
And several quick strokes behind her, Chad stiffened out and
released his foaming ejaculation into the ecstatic sheath of
Betty's vagina. She felt the jetting of its hot thickness,
the hosing of its stream, and moaned softly to her son:
"Nnn-now-- darling! He's coming into the right now!"
"Dad! Oh, dad, please---"
Bending her neck again, Betty could make out her son's hand
tugging at this father's embedded penis, and she gave a roll
of her ass, a backward twist that slipped Chad's still
squirting cock from her wet and steamy cunt.
Her husband was startled, slowed in his reactions, and Betty
rolled from him to throw one warm leg over her prone son, to
catch his vibrant prick and to thrust it deeply into the
liquidy slot of her creamy cunt, her freshly fucked cunt.
Danny groaned and gave a might, twisting stroke that buried
his cock into his mother's buttery pussy, that pushed it
clear to the hilt and snugged his young balls into the
cushion of her hairy mound.
"There! Oh wow---oh, it feels so good, so wild, so crazy
inside. Ohh-my father's semen is in there, hot and
slippery, sticky and greasy in my mother's cunt-oh-oh!"
She tired to kiss him, but could not capture his mouth; his
breath gushed fiercely into her lips and away. He clutched
the cheeks of her ass and sent his long prick hammering
into her- semen-filled pussy, slapped his meat quick and
deep into her, groaning and humping for all he was worth.
He wanted her so much, needed her so very much---- and she
reveled in his hunger for her cunt, joyed in the heaving
and surging of her son's rigid dick.
"I-I'm fucking you, mother! Look, dad---I'm driving my
cock home into my mother's sweet pussy---ramming my prick in
and out of her juicy cunt---fucking my mother, fucking your
wife-- fucking this pussy that's hot enough and rich enough
for both of us! See my prick, daddy---- watch it pound
into mom's snatch, and listen to the noise it makes-so
sloppy and good! Oh mom-- mom, tell me how you love my
prick-tell him!"
Betty was mounting her own swift drive toward another wild
orgasm, rocking and seesawing upon her son's hard rod. "Oh
yes- I love you, Danny! I love my handsome son's prick in
my pussy-- -I love to have you fuck me! Oh Chad-isn't it
beautiful? Isn't it terrific, to see your son---our son---
fuck me this way? Oh, look at how he uses this stiff young
cock---he sticks me just like you do, darling---only he
isn't you-he's Danny, my son, my boy---oh-fuck me and fuck
me some more! Stick it to my hot cunt, you gorgeous little
MOTHER FUCKER!"
Chad put both hands on her ass, helped her roll it and flex
it, pushed his wife's ass forward so that her flaming cunt
gulped at their son's prick, wiggled her cheeks to assist in
giving as much ecstasy to both of them as was physically
possible.
"Go!" he cried. "Oh Danny, Danny! Screw your mother-ram
that cock in her pussy where I just let go all my come.
Fuck her, son---fuck her cunt, my cunt, your cunt. Yeah,
yeah, -- your balls are flapping up into the crack of your
mom's soft ass, and I can see how greasy your cock is.
Screw her, fuck her, shove the meat to her---ah, ah, ah-
look how she's sucking and hunching, how she's riding your
prick. She's about to come,- boy---your hot-ass mom is
close to coming-so feed her that hard prick and come with
her. Yeah---yeah, go! Lay your mother, boy-come with her-
come in her-pack her full of your come so it can mix with
mine!"
"Daddy-mother! Oh-ah-" Danny's ass blurred as he drove his
cock home. He went, "uh-uh-uh! and let go a tremendous
blast of semen into Betty's feverish pussy. It splashed the
walls of her vagina and flooded the entrance to her womb;
she felt the head of his prick expand and contract, felt
even more of the precious male fluids wash her cunt.
She was so wet inside, so greasy and slippery; she hiked her
ass and ground her belly into her son's, humping and
screwing to reach for her own enchanted cresting, to make
her own orgasm with her clitoris leaping and jerking. For
the second time within a matter of a few short minutes, she
came, and came gloriously, magnificently.
They collapsed together, mother and son, locked in each
other's arms, his prick snugged by the jealous grasp of her
cunt. Betty drifted and flowed, but knew it when her
husband pressed to her from behind, when Chad lay down with
them to shove his upright staff lengthwise into the
feathery cleft of her buttocks. He caressed her ass, her
back, her shoulders, and lifted her hair to kiss the nape
of her neck. And all the while, his sturdy cock was
fondling her buttocks.
Once again, there were three of them, only ow it was husband
and wife and son-or son, mother and father. Whichever way
it was assembled, Betty thought, it was marvelous. She had
enjoyed being eaten by Glenn and eating Danny; three were
swinging there, but now was even better. She'd made it
with Nikki and Linda, and now she was balling with Chad and
Danny.
The only possible way it could be any more exciting, and
more fulfilling, was if she had another son to join them.
Danny got up first, drawing his hard penis from his mother's
clinging cunt and climbing off the bed to go to the dresser
and bring back the bottle of whiskey. "I think we all need
this," he said. "Gee, mom-dad-that was the greatest ever,
and something that I've always dreamed of doing. I love
both you guys, and now I'll do anything for you."
Chad sat up and accepted the bottle, drank deeply from it
and gave it back. His prick had softened slightly, and was
drooping, but Betty saw that it would ready itself again
very soon. Before they had all started fucking each other,
Chad was good for only one screwing-and that only once or
twice a week. Now look at him, she thought: eager to get
it on some more.
He said to his son, "I'm sure glad you started this, boy. A
few days back, I'd have stomped anybody who suggested that
I'd get a kick out of my wife fucking some other guy-much
less our own son."
Danny took a drink and gave the bottle to Betty. She shook
her head, since she was already high enough on sex. Danny
dais to his father: I'm glad I started it, too. Sneaking
into this bed while you took a shower right next door---
well, that scared the hell out of me. But I just had to
screw mom, or go crazy. I watched her and dreamed about
her and jacked off when things got too rough. And now my
dreams have come true. I've fucked her and gone down on
that fabulous pussy, and mom has eaten my prick. There's
not much more to do, especially since you and I have taken
turns fucking her."
Chad said, "It's been wonderful for me, too. While you were
eyeing your mother and wondering how she would be to screw,
needing to fuck her, I was doing the same thing to your
sisters. Man-I was even jealous of Glenn, getting to fuck
Linda when I couldn't just because I was her daddy. And
little- Nicole-I'm sorry, Betty, but I used to get a hard on
for her and screw you with it, pretending that your hot
cunt was my little girl's."
Betty stretched, sat up and felt the heavy swinging of her
large tits. "That's all behind us now, and isn't it grand?
No more sneaking and hiding. We're so lucky, tearing down
all those silly barriers, and progressing to where we can
enjoy loving each other with our bodies as well as our
minds. But there is something I've always wanted to do---
once I admitted the possibility to myself."
"What's that, mom?" Danny asked. "I'll do anything for
you, anything at all. Just ask me."
"Well," Betty said, "I'd kind of like to take it from the
back, to have a penis in my ass."
They were silent for a moment, then Chad said: "Can't be
mine; I'm too big. My cock would tear you apart."
"Mine is just right," Danny said, "long but thin. I can do
it to you, mom-and it would turn me on, too."
"How about you?" Betty asked. "Chad-while our boy is
putting it to me that way, I can go down on you, so you
won't be left out."
"Better than that," Danny said. "I've never tried it but it
sounds real far out-the sandwich. Dad, you and I can make a
sandwich out of mom. I'll screw her in the ass while you
fuck her pussy again. We can all swing together, if we
make it like that. What do you say?"
"That sounds fine to me, son," Chad said. "I never get
tired of that cunt---or I won't again, that is."
And Betty asked, "Can you do that, really? I mean-one
prick up my rear and another prick up my front? Is there
room enough?"
"We won't hurt you," Danny said. "I promise, mom. And I
think it'll freak you out, heighten all the sensations and
make them sharper. Wow, just talking about it is making my
cock hard- again---and dad's getting stiff, too; just look
at that big thing grow!"
Betty said thoughtfully, "I don't know; it seems as if I'd
be pretty small back there, since nothing's ever been in my
ass. Maybe it'll be too tight, or too dry."
Danny approached the bed, stood close to her with his newly
reawakened cock standing out. "You could wet the head down
real good for me."
"Of course," Betty said, and opened her lips sot hat the boy
could slide the head of his distended cock into the warmth
and slipperiness of his mother's mouth.
Wetting it down thoroughly, Betty backed her mouth off the
tasty glans before she was tempted to follow through with a
dedicated blow job.
"Thanks, mom-you lips are as good as your pussy, and I
could hold my cock in them forever, but if I'm going to back
road you, I'd better not play around any longer."
"Damn," Chad said, "but I never thought I'd be able to just
sit by and watch anybody slip a cock into my wife's mouth.
Now I don't get upset, I just get more horny."
Danny smiled as said, "Mother, I'm not sure how we go about
this. If you're on your hands and knees, then dad has to be
lying on his back between your knees. And if he feeds that
huge prick into your cunt first, maybe I won't be able to
work my cock into your ass at all."
"How would it be," she asked, "if I lay on my side, and
Danny puts in his penis first, works it all the way in and
then I can lift my leg and expose my mound so that Chad can
start in his cock?"
"That sounds best," Chad said, "and it'll really arouse me,
tangling my legs in with his while he got it socked into
you."
So Betty turned and stretched, putting her rear to her son
and her tits toward her husband. Chad put both hands on
them, held them gently and massaged their nipples with his
thumbs. They exchanged smiles and Danny lay down behind
her, first caressing her shoulders, then the long curve of
her back, and finally the upper curves of her trembling
buttocks.
His fingers were slow and teasing, and when they stroked
into the cleft of her ass itself, Betty shivered from head
to toe.
"The head of my prick is still wet," Danny murmured, "Still
drippy. I think some pre-seminal fluid is mixing with what
you left on it, mom. I'll just push it against your little
brown- ring-now, if you'll kind of hike back your ass and
lift your top leg high, so I can kind of spread your cheeks
with my hands-- -"
Betty adjusted the lower part of her body and did as her son
suggested. She knew the tender, wet push of his glans
against her anus, and wiggled slightly, moving back slowly
and easily to help the entrance of Danny's prick. A Flame
of excitement beat through her body and she cupped one hand
over her mound to feel the dampness there, wishing he could
transfer some of the lubrication to her other hole.
But Danny was doing all right with what oils he had; the
very tip was moving into her flesh, pushing inexorably into
her narrow tube, and the feeling was tremendous. It was
something like losing her cherry, but not nearly so
frightening, since she wanted this even more than she had
desired that.
"Oh mom-oh wow-it's tight, tight-but I can fell it going
inside, feel that marvelous heat in your flesh. The head
of it's slipping in-in-I'm shoving, mom, pushing hard. If
it hurts you, say so and I'll stop."
"Don't you dare," she said. "You've gone this far and it --
- ooh, darling, it hurts a little, but the pain is small
and very sweet. Push some more, baby, while mother wiggles
like this and pushes back like that, and ---OOHHH!!"
Betty felt it slide powerfully into her ass, and her tube
expanded elastically to accept it, to take the hard young
meat into her bowels. Stretching, she took her son's
prick, knew it as it went deep and far, and the wrinkled
sack of his hairy balls gave joyous pressure to the backs
of her upper thighs."
"It's in, Chad!" she cried to her husband. "Oh-Ahh! It's
in me, buried in my ass, and it's like I'm impaled upon a
pole, but the feeling is so good, so good!"
Chad moved closer to her on the bed, pushing his thickly
haired belly near to hers, cupping and handling her tits.
"Now, Betty? do you want me to put my prick in you now?"
"Yes, dear," she said. "If I start to wiggle on Danny's,
the poor boy won't be able to hold off, and he'll come
right away. We don't want that, do we? We'll try to make
it all together, sharing and blending and meshing-all
together."
"Lift your leg," her husband said. "Let's see if I can get
my legs in there through Danny's-yeah!" yeah, okay."
You're all wet, Betty---- your pussy is juicy, so that'll
make it easier. I'll take it very easy, but I'm shaking so
hard, and my cock's threatening to let go on its own."
She kissed Chad as he scooted down to press the blunt end of
his warm glans into the steamy pubic hairs of her mound.
She could only move slightly to assist her husband's penis,
since she was so securely locked in from behind.
"Easy doll; the head's going in, and you seem tighter---
ahhh, Betty, such a fine, hot cunt. Yeah, baby---getting
it in you now."
She wiggled, felt the big head of her husband's cock setting
itself into the sheath of her vagina, felt her labia close
in behind it as the staff itself followed and plunged home
in her pussy. Betty was packed, front and rear, and she
could feel the forces in her vagina and anus that were
separated only by a thin wall of tissue and flesh.
They began to move in her, Danny stroking his long, slim rod
daintily in her ass, Chad thrusting his big penis in her
cunt. The fed their meat slowly to her, carefully, and it
seemed as is she was being blown up, as if the hard cocks
inside her body would surely rip her apart.
But the good feeling came too, and her two beloved men
continued to fuck her, making her the sandwich between their
heaving bodies, using the pricks steadily and with love.
Her husband burrowed his rod into her quaking pussy, and
her son slid his staff in and out of the gripping of her
tube. Good and hot, good and joyful, and Betty twisted
slowly between them, spitted upon the steely impalements of
their cocks, blazing outside and in, wet and slimy and
sweating against them.
They held her tits and the cheeks of her ass; they kissed
the nape of her neck and her mouth, and all the while, they
just kept slipping those prongs in and out of her interior,
screwing their wife and mother and bitch, and making her
love every tiny movement.
"Fucking you in the ass, mom," Danny panted, his movements
more jerky, his breath ragged.
"And in the cunt, darling," Chad gasped, his thrusting
turning more spasmodic.
They were about to come, she knew; both her men were on the
verge of ejaculating into her, anus and pussy. Her own
orgasm was swiftly rising to meet them, and she thrilled to
the powerful surges of the liquid tides within her flesh.
"M-mom-oh, mother! I'm coming, darling---I'm coming into
you."
Chad began to stiffen out, to jab his thick cock in a broken
rhythm. "Betty-Betty, baby-I'm letting it go---"
She trembled, gasped, gyrated madly upon the pair of their
pricks imbedded into her fevered flesh, bucking her ass and
humping her pelvis, and felt the almost simultaneous release
of semen in front and rear. Chad blasted the thick rush of
sizzling come that jetted all the way up to the cup of her
womb.
Danny pumped a big load of juice into the tight but giving
rectum and she felt its creamy effect all the way up the
curling of her backbone.
Betty came then, a shattering experience that tore her
vagina and her asshole from seam to seam, that flung the
flaming bits of her body and her soul into a starshot
spiraling that raced across the universe and back.
Moaning, she collapsed between them, the lances of their
cocks holding her to earth, to the bed, to each other.
Somehow she knew that their legs were intertwined and that
their balls were pushed together.
This was the epitome, the zenith of fucking, and Betty
reeled down from the dizzying heights, her head wobbling
and her mouth sucking for air. She melted and ran
together, and the marrow of her bones dissolved. No woman
had ever been screwed so well, and would never be again.
She lay warm and adored, until they withdrew themselves from
her, until they had taken the partially softened rods of
meat from the lower entrances of her body. Dreamily, Betty
realized that she could take another man, this one in her
mouth, and some part of her mind registered this fact for
future reference.
Danny and Chad and Glenn; she could use them all and serve
them all, ride their cocks and make them come in all the old
ways, in all the new fashions she was discovering. There
was so much to do, so many positions and sensations to
explore, and she knew that she would go through them all,
one by one.
She was free, and they were free. She could soar to the
clouds and they could wheel like eagles around her, dipping
and banking in the flight that wasn't escape, but a new and
more lasting reality.
Betty Maddox sat up. Her husband took one had and her son
took the other. They helped her from the bed and led her
downstairs between them, two nude men and a naked woman.
In the family room were he daughters, regal Linda and gamin
Nikki, and the man who had married into this best of all
possible blood lines.
"Hi, mom," they said.
And she said hi back, because she was now truly mother to
them all.