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P Factor
by UR Null (urnull@gmail.com)

***

This is a nasty little novella about a boy, his mother 
and their perversities that include a lot of pissing, 
another boy and another girl. And that's not all! A dog 
and a father also appear to play their role during the 
course of events. (Fm, mf, ped, 1st, inc, anal, beast, 
ws)

***

CHAPTER 1
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Sandra was squatting near the fence and her shorts were 
pulled to one side, along with her panties. Her pink 
little cunt was showing and she was looking down 
between her thighs at it. The golden stream of hot piss 
was splashing onto the grass and Sandra looked as if 
she felt a great relief. Sandra was fourteen and she 
enjoyed pissing. Instead of pissing inside a bathroom 
she enjoyed pissing in open. The pleasure she received 
from pissing wasn't all due to relief, but she achieved 
some kind of sexual enjoyment from it. 

Sandra kept gazing between her slim thighs as she 
pissed, her finger hooked into the crotch of her shorts 
and panties, but still she was getting wet. Sandra 
didn't seem to mind. Once, she lifted her lovely little 
face but her blue eyes were half closed. Her secret 
pouty lips were half parted. Then she dipped her head 
again, watching as she pissed.  

Sandra finished pissing, sending a final squirt into 
the grass. She adjusted her panties and shorts and she 
was getting to her feet. Then she saw sixteen years old 
neighboring boy Kevin, stepping into view. Sandra was 
now on her feet, but there was a moist spot on the 
crotch of her shorts. The little girl flashed a half-
shy smile at Kevin, nodding her head. The two ponytails 
in her blonde hair shimmered in the sunlight.

"I don't know why you don't you do that inside," Kevin 
said. 

"The cold air outside make the pissing easy, Kevin," 
Sandra said, her shy, sweet voice sounding almost 
musical. 

"I don't believe it," Kevin replied.

"Look, I got my shorts wet," Sandra pointed out. Any 
other girl would be embarrassed, but Sandra didn't show 
it at all. Sandra wanted Kevin to see her wet shorts. 
Apparently Kevin didn't know what Sandra was hinting 
at.

Before he could say something he realized that his 
mother Wilma was watching him talking to Sandra, from 
her bedroom window. Kevin just stared at Sandra and 
then asked her to go to her house. Reluctantly she 
moved and Kevin entered into his house.

Wilma wondered about her son. She knew he was not a 
child any more. She wondered if he played with his 
cock, if he could squirt creamy come juice, if he had 
hair on his balls, if he wanted to fuck, a girl; fuck 
Sandra, perhaps.

There was something appealing about Sandra something 
that created a deep, hot reaction inside Wilma. Her 
nipples distended into swollen tips, and there was a 
tingling pleasure between her thighs. She felt her 
pussy becoming moist as she watched.

Wilma was a 36 years old divorcee who was raising her 
son alone since last five years. During those five 
years she had a couple of sex relations but none was 
satisfactory. All she could say was that something was 
missing. What exactly was missing, she had no idea.

As she saw Kevin coming back inside, Wilma came out of 
her room. She found her son in the living room, sitting 
in the lounge chair, leaning back in it. He was staring 
at the television, but his eyes didn't seem to be 
seeing anything. As soon he saw his mother standing 
near him he smiled. 

"Does Sandra pee all the time near the fence?" she 
asked, startling Kevin. For a moment Kevin didn't 
answer.

Wilma was pleased to see that her son didn't blush. He 
nodded.

"How often?"

"Enough."

"Have you ever peeked at her?"

Again Kevin waited a moment before answering. Then he 
nodded, still not showing embarrassment. Wilma smiled.

"You know what I think, Kevin? I think Sandra does it 
because she wants you to peek."

"Aw, Mother," Kevin said. "I don't think so. She told 
me not to peek."

"Then she wants you to," Wilma said. "That's how girls 
are."

Kevin didn't reply. He tried to watch the television 
but this time he was feeling uncomfortable. His mother 
ignored his embarrassment and asked,

"Do you enjoy watching Sandra pee, Kevin?"

"Yes, Mother," he responded. His cock started throbbing 
inside his pants.

"You like to see a girl pee, huh?" This time Wilma 
grinned wickedly at her son. "Does it make you feel 
good, seeing Sandra pee?"

Kevin looked at his mother now. He saw the beauty of 
her face, the dark eyes, and the strange way they 
seemed to sparkle. He dropped his eyes to her tits, 
seeing them swell and strain her dress. Wilma slowly 
lifted her shoulders, making her tits stand out. Her 
nipples protruded from the dress. She was still smiling 
with a wicked glint in her eyes. While Kevin stared at 
her tits, she was looking at the front of his pants, 
seeing his cock outlined in hardness.

"Yes," was all he could say.

With her shoulders back, she clutched the cushions of 
the couch, her mind whirling with lewd ideas. "I have 
to pee," she said in a very low whisper.
Kevin missed everything but the word pee. He nodded as 
if he had heard it all. "Would you like to go with me?" 
Wilma asked, her voice so throaty, the words so low, 
Kevin didn't hear it all. But he nodded in reply.

"Come with me, then," Wilma said, getting to her feet.

"Come where, Mother?" She understood then that he had 
not heard her completely.

"I said I have to pee, baby," she replied. "And I asked 
if you wanted to go with me, and you nodded yes."

Her cunt was twitching in tightness, her tits swollen. 
She felt more excitement than she had felt in years. 
She had never thought of her son in this way before, 
but she was staring at his hard cock now, and desire 
swept over her like a brush fire. She lifted her hands 
to her tits, cupping each one. Her hips swayed as she 
waited for him.

"Come watch me pee, Kevin," she whispered. "Don't you 
want to?"

Kevin jumped from the chair, his eyes wide, with 
excitement. "I sure do, Mother!"

When he stood, his cock was more obvious. Wilma gazed 
at it, giggling in a naughty, girlish way. She took her 
son's hand, leading him to the bathroom.

Without hesitation, she lifted her skirt to her waist, 
standing a moment to let her son look at her. Kevin 
stared open-mouthed at the triangle of dark hair 
covering his mother's cunt. Wilma climbed onto the 
toilet, her feet on the lid. She parted her knees.

"Watch," she whispered.

Kevin leaned down, his eyes looking glazed. Golden piss 
gushed from his mother's hairy cunt, tinkling into the 
water bowl. Wilma felt a tremor of perverse pleasure 
shoot up and down her spine.

Kevin's eyes turned hot as he watched the piss 
streaming from his mother's cunt. The strands of hair 
parted, and the pink flesh excited him. Watching her 
son's excited reactions, Wilma stroked along her inner 
thigh. She pressed her fingers into the hair of her 
cunt, lifting upward. The stream of piss arced out, 
splashing onto the lid of the toilet. Kevin saw his 
mother's unusually long clit, and he licked his lips.

"You like watching me pee?" Wilma whispered softly. 
"Does it turn you on, baby?" Kevin nodded vigorously.

Wilma slipped her hand downward, framing her cunt lips 
with two fingers. She began rubbing them up and down as 
she pissed.

"You know what this does to me, Kevin? It makes me... 
you know, hot."

"Me, too, Mother?" he groaned.

"What should we do about it?"

"I don't know."

She was about to flush, and she sent a final squirt of 
piss from her cunt. She stepped off the toilet. Then 
sat on it, not minding how wet it was. She parted her 
thighs, leaning back on the water tank.

"It makes me so hot," she whispered, "I want to play 
with myself." 

Kevin was shaking with excitement as he saw his mother 
run her fingers through the mass of cunt hairs, parting 
the lips of her cunt. He gasped when she thrust a 
finger into her pink cunt slit. Wilma fucked her finger 
into her cunt, watching her son's face. She pulled the 
finger out, and Kevin saw it glistening wetly. With a 
lewd grin, Wilma licked at her finger.

"Don't hide your hard-on from me anymore, Kevin," she 
said. "Take it out of your pants and let me really see 
it."

"You really wanna see it, Mother?"

"You're not ashamed to show it to me, are you?"

"Gosh, no!" Kevin said, fumbling with his pants. He 
pulled his cock out.

Wilma mewled as she gazed at it. Kevin's cock was long, 
with a big, swollen cock-head. It wasn't very thick, 
but he was still a young boy. His cock throbbed, 
jerking up and down. Beads of liquid formed on his piss 
hole.

"Oh, Kevin," she murmured. "It's beautiful!"

Proudly, Kevin arched his hips out. Wilma shoved her 
hand forward, stroking the tips of her fingers along 
the hard cock-shaft.

"You're so hard, Kevin," she whispered, bringing her 
fingers to the head of his prick. She circled the 
smooth cock-head, feeling the velvety smoothness of it. 
She rubbed her fingertip over his piss hole, wiping 
away the juices. Bringing her finger to her lips, she 
tasted, watching more juice seep from his cock.

"Mmmmmm, very nice."

She wrapped her fingers about his cock, squeezing. 
Kevin grunted with pleasure. Wilma pumped her fist on 
her son's cock, watching the cock-head bulge and drip. 
Her other hand slipped into the top of her dress, and 
she lifted out her shapely, firm tit. She pulled her 
son's hand to it, closing his fingers around the tit. 
Kevin felt his mother's nipple burning into his palm. 
He squeezed, bringing a soft moan from his mother. 
Wilma moved her fist back and forth on his cock a bit 
faster. Her eyes were wide and bright.

"Want me to make you come this way, Kevin?" she asked 
in a thick voice.

Kevin was squeezing and feeling his mother's naked tit. 
When he answered her, it was with a grunt and shove of 
his cock.

"You're very hard, darling," Wilma said, jacking her 
son's cock faster with a tight fist. "You're so damned 
hard, Kevin! I can feel it throbbing in my fist."

Kevin looked down at his mother's pumping fist, gasping 
with pleasure.

"I can make you squirt, honey," Wilma murmured. "I can 
make you come with my hand. I can jack you off and 
having you gushing hard, but..."

Kevin squeezed his mother's naked tit hard enough to 
bring a groan of sweet, pleasure-pain from her.

"I can jack you off, Kevin," she said again. "But it 
would feel so much better if you... put it in me."

Kevin's eyes widened.

"Fuck you, Mother?"

Wilma giggled with delight. "That's right. Fuck me. 
Wouldn't you like your cock inside something warm and 
wet and tight? Fucking me would feel better than 
jacking off."

"Gosh, Mother!" Kevin piped. "Can I? Can I put it in 
you? Can I really fuck you, Mother?"

He was dancing with excitement. Wilma gurgled with 
delight. She scooted her ass forward on the toilet 
seat, spreading her legs wide.

"Put it in me and see," she urged. "I want you cock in 
me just as much as you'd like to put it in me, Kevin! 
Oooooh, yes, honey... stick your cock in Mother!"

She had taken her hand from his cock, her eyes staring 
with burning heat at it. She licked at her lips 
anxiously. Kevin, so excited he would stick his cock 
anywhere at that moment, lowered himself, bending his 
knees so his cock was level with his mother's bushy 
cunt. As Wilma watched him come between her spreading 
thighs, she took his cock again, this time at the base. 
She was eager to feel his cock sliding into her cunt, 
but she held him off.

"Easy, baby," she whispered. "Don't rush. We have 
plenty of time. Just go slow and easy."

She rubbed the head of his cock along the slit of her 
cunt. The feel of it sent her into a shivering erotic 
delight. Kevin was watching, his eyes blazing. He saw 
his mother drag the swollen head of his cock up her 
cunt slit. The heat of her pussy seemed to scald his 
tender prick. The urge to thrust his cock fast and hard 
into her cunt was strong, but he resisted the feeling.

Wilma knew how her son felt; she wanted him to fuck 
into her swiftly, too. But at the same time, she wanted 
to take it easy, feel the pleasure grow and swell.

She rubbed the head of his cock up and down her puffy 
cunt lips, smearing it with the oozing juices. She 
pulled it onto her distended clit, pressing hard. She 
made a soft, whimpering sound.

Shoving her son's cock downward, she turned it loose. 
His cock-head was just inside the hot lips of her cunt.

"Now!" she hissed.

Kevin lunged. His cock slithered into her cunt, 
spreading the hairy lips of her pussy, stretching them. 
His balls banged upon the curve of her ass.

Wilma hissed loudly, her eyes rolling. "Ohhhh, god 
baby!"

For a moment Kevin thought he was going to come, 
thought it would be over before he could fuck his 
mother. He held himself deep inside the hot wetness, 
gritting his teeth. He rested his hands on his mother's 
thighs, his body shaking.

"It's okay, Kevin," Wilma whispered. "I understand. 
Don't try to hold it back. It's okay if you come."

Kevin groaned. He came. His cock lurched and began to 
squirt into his mother's fiery cunt. There wasn't 
anything he could do to stop it. Her pussy was just too 
hot, too wet, and too tight.

"Oooooh," Wilma gurgled when she felt her son's cock 
gushing into her cunt. "I feel it, honey! I feel you 
coming inside me! Let it go, Kevin! Come all you want! 
Come hard and feel good, baby."

The lips of her cunt began to squeeze at her son's 
spurting prick, milking at the base. She drew the thick 
come juice from his balls with the muscles of her cunt. 
It always happened that way when she felt a cock 
spewing into her; her cunt would start sucking by 
itself, as if it were thirsty for the creamy juice.

"Ooooo, me, too!" she gasped, an orgasm spasming 
through her pussy. "I'm coming, too! God, it's good, 
Kevin!"

The convulsions of her cunt sent tremors of ecstasy 
through her. Her tit, still showing, seemed to swell 
more. Kevin was no longer coming, but his cock was 
surprisingly hard. She grabbed his hips and began 
pushing and pulling, forcing his still-hard cock in and 
out of her cunt.

"You're still hard, darling?" she hissed. "Fuck me 
while you're still hard! Oh, darling, fuck me, fuck me 
quick!"

Kevin gripped his mother's twisting hips, plunging his 
cock in and out of her stretched cunt. The wet sounds 
of his balls slapping against her writhing ass excited 
them both. Wilma lifted her crotch to his ramming cock, 
meeting him lunge for lunge. She squealed and gasped as 
the pleasure renewed itself, centered between her long, 
creamy thighs. Her clit scraped along the shaft of her 
son's cock, burning and throbbing as hard as his cock 
was.

Kevin fucked swiftly into his mother's cunt. His face 
was screwed up, his cock throbbing, his balls hard. He 
rammed his cock hard into his mother's gripping cunt, 
making her naked tit jiggle. Wilma whimpered and 
pressed her steaming cunt hard onto him, grinding with 
lewd delight. She held his pounding hips with strong 
fingers, jerking him forward.

"Ohhh, baby, fuck me!" she groaned. "Fuck Mother! 
Ohhhhhh, Kevin, fuck me! Your cock... so hard... so 
very hard! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"

Her cunt seemed to be tightening around his cock, 
squeezing it like her fist had. The tightness of his 
mother's cunt was unlike anything he had ever felt 
before. He thought her cunt was gobbling his cock, 
eating it, sucking it.

"Faster, Kevin!" Wilma hissed. "Fuck me fast! Oh, baby, 
you're going to make me come, again! Oooooh, I want to 
come again, Kevin!"

Kevin rammed hard, driving his cock into his mother's 
cunt with short, jerking stabbing motions. His balls 
smashed at the churning cheeks of her ass. He shoved 
his right hand up to grasp her naked tit. He clung to 
it tightly, his fingers sinking into the firm flesh.

"Ahhhh, harder, baby!"

Kevin was fucking so hard; Wilma felt the lips of her 
cunt being bruised. She didn't care; the sensations 
were boiling throughout her entire body.

"Ooooh, so close, Kevin!" she shrieked. "I'm so close 
I'm about to come! Oooo, give it to me... ram your cock 
up my cunt! Fuck my cunt, baby! I'm going to come."

Her cunt went into wild, searing convulsions, grabbing 
at her son's darting cock, sucking at it as her orgasm 
exploded.

"Again!" she screamed. "Again and again and again!"

Kevin thrust his cock deep, holding it there. His 
mother slammed her spasming cunt onto it, fucking 
powerfully.

"I gotta..." Kevin grunted. "Mother, I gotta come!"

"Yes!" she screamed.

Come juice spewed from his cock. Wilma felt searing 
juice splash along the walls of her cunt, causing her 
orgasm to increase. She shrieked with mindless ecstasy 
as her son flooded her cunt with creamy come juice. 
Through her orgasms, she could feel his cock throbbing 
with each spurt. She could even feel his balls writhing 
against the cheeks of her ass.

Slowly, her orgasms began to fade. Her body shook as 
her ass lowered. Kevin's cock slipped free, still 
dripping. He fell forward onto his mother's body, 
sliding to his knees. He shoved his arms about her 
waist, hugging her, his hot breath searing her naked 
tit. She felt his lips near the nipple; then she 
adjusted her body so the nipple slipped between his 
lips. She held the back of his head, stroking and 
caressing her other hand up and down his back.

Wilma's cunt felt full of come juice. It seeped from 
her pussy and into the crack of her ass. She shivered a 
final time.

"Are you happy, darling?" she whispered.

"Real happy, Mother," he said around her nipple. "That 
was great!"

He lifted himself from her, his eyes glowing. Wilma 
shoved a hand between her parted thighs, cupping her 
cunt. She felt his come juice hot on her palm.

"You filled me up, Kevin," she giggled, bringing her 
wet hand up and looking at it. "You sure came a lot."

Her dark eyes sparkled as she began to lick her palm. 
"Not only did you come so much in me, you taste good, 
too."

She used tissue paper to wipe at her cunt. Then tossed 
it into the toilet. She stood, smoothing her dress down 
and tucking her tit into the top. Kevin stepped to the 
toilet, arching his hips and taking hold of his prick.

"You have to pee?" she asked, her eyes taking on a warm 
glow. She moved her hand out. "Let me hold it, Kevin."

She held her son's cock as he began to piss. The golden 
stream excited her. She stared at his piss, hearing it 
splash into the toilet bowl. She wiggled his cock, 
giggling lewdly as she made him piss on the seat, then 
in circles.

"That's beautiful," she whispered, slipping her other 
hand into the stream of piss. "And hot." Kevin giggled 
as he watched his piss splash into his mother's palm, 
spraying outward. "Do you like this," she asked.

Kevin nodded, grinning at his mother.

She shook his cock, making a mess, and not caring. It 
was too exciting to care about a small mess easily 
cleaned up.

With thumb and forefinger, she cut his piss off, and 
then let it go again. She laughed with a throaty sound, 
bringing his cock around. She released the pressure of 
her thumb and forefinger, and that made her son piss on 
her thigh.

But Kevin was finished, and she felt only a small 
amount of piss on her flesh. But even the small amount 
made her cum again.


CHAPTER 2
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Sandra had been playing with her pussy every day after 
school but she ached to suck a male cock. Even when she 
thought about it, her pussy got wet. Any cock! She had 
talked about that with a couple of girlfriends but they 
too had never really done it. She wanted to suck Kevin 
but he didn't seem interested, perhaps he was taking 
her as a child. Then she saw her family dog Curley 
piss. She saw his prick and thought that his was just 
the right size for a girl to start with. She soon got 
an opportunity. 

Her parents went away leaving her alone with Curley. 
She took off all her cloths and perched on a sofa. On 
her call Curley came to her and started sniffing and 
licking her body. She opened her legs and let him lick 
her pussy.

With tail wagging and tongue flying, he licked into her 
open, wet cunt and made her moan like crazy. Her pussy 
got hot real fast, and she liked that. She got horny.

Cumming, panting, peering down beyond her tight young 
tits at his licking, lapping tongue, she screwed her 
hot cunt round and round for him as his tongue 
assaulted her crotch. After a good cum, she purred like 
a contented kitten and smiled at the dog.

"Did that make your prick stiff?" she wanted to know.

She got on the floor with him to see. Curley was more 
than happy to roll over for her and display his hairy 
balls and stiff cock. Sandra's eyes lit up.

"Ewww, you are hard," she breathed hotly, watching his 
prick throb for her.

She reached over and caressed his cock. Her naughty 
fingers aroused it some more, and Curley grunted with 
animal lust. Sandra laughed sexily and gave his rigid 
prick some jerks.

"I've got a surprise for you," she whispered. "If I 
don't chicken out."

But she was determined to suck cock. There was 
something about the sexy idea that thrilled her. She 
needed to know what it was like, sucking a stiff prick. 
And no one would ever know, because Curley was a 
speechless dog, not a big-mouthed boy.

Feeling safe and sexy at the same time, she fondled his 
balls and leaned over his belly. Breathing heavily 
through her nostrils, she extended her pink tongue and 
gave his exposed cock a nice lick.

"Mmmm," she hummed, liking it.

A little shiver ran through her body and ended in her 
pussy. Feeling that, she thrust a hand between her 
thighs and rubbed her cunt as she gave Curley's rigid 
cock some more licks with her naughty tongue.

She moaned again, enjoying herself, and kissing his 
prick passionately. Her pretty face flushed with the 
heat rising in her. Her tits got hard and her pussy 
creamed on her fingers. She giggled softly and licked 
her tongue all over the stiff doggie-cock.

Curley groaned as her cute tongue massaged his prick. 
It created a feeling he'd never had before. Sandra felt 
things she'd never felt before, too. Excited now, she 
laved the doggie-cock with her tongue, growing bolder.

She took a big lick on his prick and finger-fucked her 
horny young pussy. The combination turned her on 
something fierce. Waves of sex-pleasure rushed through 
her and made every inch of her young body feel great. 
Growing even more passionate, she squeezed his balls 
gently but firmly and licked all over the end of his 
prick.

"I'm gonna suck you off," she panted.

Horny out of her mind, she suddenly captured the end of 
his cock between her lips. She moaned and took several 
inches of his rigid fuck-pole into her hot, sexy mouth.

As if it were second nature to her, she started sucking 
his cock like there was no tomorrow. Breathing hotly, 
she sucked hard on his cock and worked her head back 
and forth to make his prick fuck into her soft mouth. 
That excited her, too.

She gave another little moan and filled her young mouth 
with dog-cock. She sucked his cock farther and farther 
into her mouth until she heard him groan with animal 
pleasure. Another inch and she would have his entire 
prick in her sexy mouth, and she sensed that the horny 
dog wouldn't be able to hold back his jism.

Curley got so excited and his cock jumped so hard in 
her mouth that it was difficult for her to hold onto 
it. She grasped the lower, thick part in a fist and 
jerked it slowly as she slipped her wet mouth back and 
forth on his cock-head.

Curley let out a yelp as Sandra filled her mouth with 
his aching, throbbing cock. His hot balls tightened up 
and his prick swelled up as if it was in a bitch's 
tight cunt. His haunches started to move jerkily as if 
he was fucking. Sandra moaned as his throbbing cock 
fucked into her sucking young mouth.

She took his entire stiff prick into her mouth and 
played with his balls with naughty fingers. Her pretty 
face bobbed as her clenched lips slid up and down on 
his boner. Her tongue licked the underside of his cock-
head. Her lips clenched around his cock-shaft. She 
liked what she was doing.

Curley was gripped by lust as he fucked his stony cock 
into the sucking girl's young mouth. Deep groans 
escaped his throat. His tongue lolled from his mouth 
and drooled saliva as Sandra sucked his prick. She 
sucked his cock like it was a tasty lollipop, and just 
as hungrily.

Her cheeks collapsed as she sucked harder on his prick. 
Her fingers trembled at his balls and fucked faster 
into her horny pussy as she licked and sucked and 
slurped on his prick. His cock enlarged and lengthened 
and fucked way into her throat, thrilling the hell out 
of her.

So this is what it's like, she thought hotly. She was 
so pleased with herself that she smiled as she blew his 
thick young prick. She jerked his cock-shaft and sucked 
his cock-head. Curley groaned.

His cock jerked like a wild thing, and it startled her 
for a moment. She raised her head and looked at him 
wide-eyed.

"You're gonna shoot, huh?"

She looked at his cock, throbbing wetly in her hand, 
and she swallowed nervously. "But I gotta do it," she 
panted, "I gotta!"

She thrust two fingers up into her horny pussy and 
humped on them as she sucked his thick cock back into 
her mouth. She knew she would hate herself if she 
didn't take this opportunity to suck him off. It would 
be a waste to jerk him off now.

With that thought burning in her mind, she sucked all 
of his prick into her mouth and licked it wildly, 
hornily, crazily. Curley grunted and groaned and his 
whole body writhed and jerked on the floor as the 
passionate young girl sucked his cock.

Her head bobbed and her wet mouth slipped faster along 
the full length of his rigid cock, even as her little 
tongue swirled and twirled. She squeezed his balls and 
blew him hotly.

The doggie-cock gave one more violent lurch in her 
horny mouth. Then all hell broke loose. Curley howled. 
His cock exploded in a series of wild spurts of thick 
jism. Sandra moaned to feel the gushing prick pump so 
much cum down her gulping throat.

Sandra sucked and swallowed, sucked and swallowed. She 
let her mouth fill with burning dog-cum, and then 
gulped it down. The doggie-cock spit so furiously and 
savagely that she had all she could do to keep up with 
it. To her amazement, he came more than ever, probably 
because of her nice mouth.

His prick jolted, spit, gushed and erupted violently 
between her lips. She held on to his cock as it jerked 
and jolted and she sucked harder and faster, moaning 
all the while, as he pumped his fiery load of jism for 
her.

She gulped and gulped, sucked and sucked, totally 
amazed and pleased by this turn of events. She was 
sucking cock! What a wonder! A dazed little cock-sucker 
now, she sucked all the jism up out of his aching 
balls.

She drank thirstily until the beast's raging cock had 
spit the last glob of cock-cream down her throat, then 
she panted hotly with his spent prick in her mouth, 
sucking on it gently as she played with his quivering 
balls.

"Mmmm," she moaned on his cock, liking it more now than 
ever. "Mmmm-mmmmm-mmmmm."

She felt very proud of herself. While her girl-friends 
could only talk about sucking cock, she had actually 
sucked one!

Delighted with herself, she leapt to her feet and 
pranced naked into the bathroom. She stood in front of 
the large mirror and looked at herself. She had the 
girlish idea that she might look different now that she 
had sucked cock. She laughed at herself for being so 
silly. It didn't show in any way.

Her lips were tingling. She touched them with 
fingertips and examined them in the mirror -- ripe, 
full, sexy lips. She smiled at herself, and her blue 
eyes twinkled.

"You nasty cock-sucker you," she giggled. Curley came 
romping into the bathroom and jumped up against her and 
started humping his wet prick against her pretty leg.

"You horny little devil!" she laughed.

She squatted in front of him and gave him a big kiss 
and hug. Curley wagged his tail happily. Sandra reached 
down under his belly and caressed his hairy cock-
sheath.

"Did you like that? Huh? Was that good for Curley? 
Sure, it was. Sandra made you feel real good, huh?"

Curley lapped his tongue against her pretty face. She 
moved away from his wet tongue, laughing. He licked her 
soft throat and she moaned. This was a lot like necking 
with a boy!

"Here," she cooed. "If you want to lick something, lick 
my tits."

She sat down on the cool floor and thrust her tits up 
and out for him. Curley understood. He attacked her 
pink nipples one at a time, laving her pert tits 
anxiously. Sandra leaned back on her hands and watched 
him go at her tits. His tongue felt good against them.

"Ewww, Curley," she purred, "You sure know how to turn 
a girl on. Sucking your cock made me horny. Here... 
lick Sandra's pussy... come on, boy, lick!"

She settled back against the toilet and let Curley 
attack her cunt. She stretched her pretty legs wide 
open and exposed all of her pussy to him. He ducked his 
head between her curvy thighs and licked his tongue 
into her cunt.

Sandra moaned as his scrapy tongue contacted her 
quivery little clit. She used her fingers to pry apart 
her pussy-lips so he could really go to work on her 
sensitive young clit. Marvelous rushes of sexy feelings 
coursed through her whole body as he licked and lapped 
her pussy.

She shivered all over. Between the cock-sucking and now 
this cunt-lapping, her senses whirled.

"OHHH, CURRRLYYY!" she squealed, feeling a cum ready to 
explode in her taut young belly.

She fell to one side and sprawled out on the tiled 
floor. She threw her legs wide open and let Curley 
assault her crotch. Her eyes rolled in her head and she 
grasped her taut young tits feverishly while he ate her 
cunt.

Curley, horny for her pussy after having her sexy mouth 
blow him, attacked her cunt with tongue, teeth and 
snout. Sandra wailed with extreme pleasure as he licked 
her pussy into a hot froth. In the end, she thrust her 
pussy way up in the air and quaked violently all 
through a dynamic orgasm. "Curley!" she shrieked, 

She panted and squealed and gasped and shrieked. Her 
whole body shook and shuddered as the doggie-tongue 
inflamed her pussy. She suddenly grabbed his head and 
yanked hard. She pulled his snout against her crotch 
and came wetly all over it. Her cute ass and hot cunt 
churned and jerked and whipped about wildly as she 
came.

"Oh, ohhh, ohhhh," she moaned, still shuddering with 
little after-shocks of orgasmic pleasure. "Ohhhh, 
Curley, that was goooooood... ummmm, my pussy's 
purring... mmmmm, nice, nice... good doggie..."

She closed her hot thighs against his relentless tongue 
and giggled excitedly because he wanted to lick some 
more.

"Golly!" she laughed. "You're enough to drive a girl 
crazy! How would you like me to drive you crazy?"

Giggling sexily, she grabbed him and knocked him down 
onto his back. She grasped his cock-sheath and milked 
it until the red end of his young prick came slithering 
out of its hiding place. Curley groaned as she jerked 
his cock into stiffness.

She giggled lewdly and pressed her mouth to his cock.

"I'm gonna suck you off again," she rasped hotly, 
wanting to suck dog-cock again.

She drew his entire slimy prick into her mouth and 
started blowing him again. With no regard for his well-
being, she sucked him off with all her might. Now that 
she had sucked a prick once, she felt she was a pro. 
With that naughty thought in her mind, she sucked and 
licked his prick.

Enjoying herself immensely, she licked at his cock and 
watched it grow bigger by the lick. She laughed 
sensuously and laved his balls and prick until his cock 
was as big as it could get. She giggled every now and 
then as she teased his cock to its fullest thickness 
and length.

Then, fascinated by the beast's prick, she took it into 
her mouth and sucked it off. Breathing hotly through 
her nose, her cheeks caved in as she sucked on his 
throbbing cock. She played and toyed with his balls to 
excite the hell out of him and blew his prick with a 
growing passion.

The cock sucking made her horny again and she had to 
finger-fuck her pussy while she sucked him off. There 
was no way she could keep from getting herself off, 
too. Her pussy got hotter by the minute even as she 
tried to drive the dog crazy with her mouth.

She drove herself crazy because the doggie-cock excited 
her all over. She drilled two fingers up into her 
squirmy cunt and fucked on them hornily as her mouth 
sucked the life out of Curley's thick cock.

She soaked her fingers completely and she was still 
humping violently when Curley's stiff prick exploded 
cum in her lovely young mouth.

The doggie-cock enlarged. His balls tightened up 
against the thick base of his prick. Then it jerked 
crazily. Sandra moaned and sucked faster and harder to 
make him cum.

Huge wads of thick doggie-jism gushed into her sucking 
mouth and the dog went out of his mind as the girl did 
to his cock what no bitch could ever do.

Wanting all of his jism, Sandra squeezed his balls as 
he shot his load for her. Great wads of jism torpedoed 
through his distended cock-pipe, out of his piss-hole, 
and into her hot, wet mouth. Sandra moaned and gulped 
it all down her throat, and she didn't stop sucking him 
until she had all the cum he could produce for her.

Then she settled back away from his spent cock and 
laughed sensuously, rubbing her pussy slowly.

"Mmmm, that was good," she rasped hotly, eyes heavy 
with lust. "I'm gonna suck you off a lot."


CHAPTER 3
---------

Wilma had been excited fucking her son, but she didn't 
know which was most exciting, his cock fucking her cunt 
or the way his piss felt on her hand, her thigh. It was 
strange that she had not known this aspect of herself. 
Pissing had never held any particular appeal as an 
enjoyable act.  

Kevin sat on the couch, and she was next to him. When 
she placed her hand on his cock, he looked up grinning. 
Cupping his cock in her hand, she massaged it.

"You feel so good, baby," she said. "I could sit here 
and play with your cock all day."

"So could I, Mother."

"Well, maybe not play with it all day," she grinned. 
"I'd have to do something else with it besides feel."

"Like to fuck me again, Mother?"

"Mmmm, love to." She smiled, closing her fist about his 
cock and pumping it. "We can make your cock hard again, 
can't we? I mean you don't have any trouble there, do 
you?"

"I haven't yet," he replied, shaking under his mother's 
cupping hand.

"Why don't you feel me?"

"Really? Mother, you don't mind if I feel?"

Wilma giggled, pulling at his cock.

"Kevin, you can do anything with me that I do with you. 
Here..." she pulled her tit free again. "Feel it."

Kevin cupped his mother's tit eagerly. Wilma purred as 
he began to fondle it. His cock started growing in her 
fist, and she jacked up and down, watching the prick-
head appear, swelling.

"Suck my nipple," she whispered. "Suck Mother's tit, 
baby."

Kevin, more excited, closed his lips about his mother's 
tit, sucking hard at her tight nipple. His tongue 
moved, licking at it.

"Ooooo, that's the way," she purred.

Holding his head tight to her tit, she jerked up and 
down on his cock, bringing it to a full hardness again. 
She squeezed it, making her son moan with pleasure. His 
piss-hole widened, and he began to drip from it.

"Such a beautiful cock, Kevin," she crooned. "So young, 
but so hard. It felt good inside me, in my pussy. It 
felt real good. I'd love to have you fucking me all 
day, Kevin."

"In your cunt, Mother?" Kevin said around her tit. His 
other hand was squeezing the other tit through her 
dress.

"Where else?" she said, taking his hand and bringing it 
down her stomach. She shoved his palm down one thigh, 
and then placed it beneath her skirt, bringing it up 
away, her dress sliding up.

"Feel me here, honey. Feel between Mother's legs." 
Kevin moaned.

She placed his hand on her cunt, rubbing it up and down 
slowly. "Feel how hot it is?"

"Wet, too," he said, pressing his cheek upon her tit 
and watching his hand.

"It's always wet," she replied, pressing his hand hard 
and tightening her thighs around it. "Mother's cunt is 
always wet and hot. Feel me, Kevin! Rub my cunt... put 
your fingers in it if you want to."

Kevin wanted to. He pressed the tips of his fingers 
into her pussy, all four of them. Wilma sighed, leaning 
back, opening her legs wide.

"In and out," she whispered thickly. "Shove your 
fingers in and out of me." Kevin did, fucking his 
mother's cunt with all four fingers.

Wilma lifted her hips, twisting them, moaning in 
delight as his fingers plunged back and forth. She 
placed the heel of his hand upon her clit, telling him 
to press on it hard. His cock throbbed in her fist, and 
she jerked up and down fast, pressing at the base, 
making the cock-head bulge the way she liked to see it. 

Running a thumb over his piss hole, she wiped away the 
seeping fluids, only to jerk his cock up and down 
again, bringing more juices from him. Her hips twisted, 
bouncing up and down to meet his fingers. She held his 
wrist, and then stuffed his hand into her cunt. She 
felt her pussy stretching to take it, felt the 
exquisite sweetness as his hand filled her hairy cunt. 
She had it almost to his wrist, and then began to fuck 
his hand in and out of her pussy, grunting and moaning.

"Oooooh, feel how wet and slippery my pussy is, Kevin?" 
she sighed. "Feel how hot my pussy is?"

Kevin was amazed at the way her cunt stretched to take 
his whole hand into it. It felt tight on his hand, and 
very hot. When his mother turned his wrist loose, he 
kept fucking her with his hand. Wilma freed her other 
tit; both of them exposed now. Kevin dipped his mouth, 
sucking first one nipple, then the other. He licked his 
tongue from one to the other and his mother began to 
whimper softly. He slipped from the couch, moving 
between her knees, watching his hand fucking her cunt.

Wilma, her eyes slitted and steamy, looked down at him. 
She lifted her cunt, twisting her hips.

"Use your cock, baby! Stick your cock in there! Ohhh, 
Kevin, fuck me again! I want to feel your cock in my 
cunt again, darling!"

Kevin pulled his hand free, but Wilma grabbed it 
quickly. She pulled it to her face, and then began 
licking it with rapid flicks of her tongue. She took 
his four fingers into her mouth and sucked them, still 
moaning.

His cock jutted out in hardness, resting on the thick 
mat of cunt hair, his balls pressing at her pussy. 
While she sucked on his cunt-wet fingers, Wilma shoved 
her other hand down and began stuffing her son's balls 
into her cunt.

"Mother, you better stop," he gasped.

"Why?"

"I'll come on your stomach."

"Okay," she gurgled. "Come anywhere you want to come. 
Come on my belly, if you want to. Come on my tits, 
even."

"I wanna fuck you, Mother!"

"Well, if you insist," she replied teasingly. She 
squeezed the lips of her cunt, and his balls dropped 
out.

Kevin quickly shoved his cock down. He placed his hands 
on her hips, staring as his cock pressed inward. He saw 
the lips of his mother's cunt sink inward, then his 
cock was inside again. The now-familiar heat enveloped 
his prick, and he ran his cock in all the way, stopped 
only by his balls pressing at her ass.

Wilma gave a soft hiss and lifted her legs into the 
air. Kevin thrust his cock deeply as she spread her 
legs about his face.

"Fuck me," she hissed, her hands now clawing at the 
cheeks of her ass. "Ohhh, Kevin, fuck Mother's cunt! 
Give it to me... give my hot cunt your hard, beautiful 
cock!"

Kevin wrapped his arms about his mother's legs, holding 
them against his body, fucking her hard and deep. He 
gazed at her naked tits, watching them jiggle from the 
power of his lunges. Her nipples jutted up with 
hardness, and she was gasping as the pleasure sent 
waves of heat through her. 

Her eyes were slitted, smoldering with erotic hunger. 
His balls slapped against her creamy ass. Wilma wiggled 
her ass, closing her legs tight about his young face. 
Leaving one hand on her ass, she brought the other to 
her tits and squeezed them feverishly.

"Stretch Mother's cunt, baby!" she hissed. "Ohhh, 
stretch my hot cunt with your cock! Fuck my pussy, 
darling; fuck it hard! Ohhhhh, Kevin, pound the piss 
out of my cunt!"

Kevin was fucking as hard as he could, driving his cock 
in and out of the hairy cunt. Wilma's cunt gripped him 
tightly, feeling the friction as her clit scraped the 
cock-shaft.

"I'm gonna make you come again, Mother!" Kevin gasped. 
"I'm gonna fuck you and make you come again."

"Oooooh, do it, Kevin!"

She twisted her ass into his body, his balls rubbing 
into the crack. She clutched his balls, trying to press 
them into her asshole as he plunged in.

"I'm going to come!" she screamed. "Ohhh, fuck me 
faster! My cunt is on fire and I'm going to come, 
Kevin!"

As the convulsion struck her body shook wildly. Her 
cunt began squeezing at his cock, squeezing so hard he 
had difficulty fucking her.

"I'm coming! I'm coming!" Wilma wailed, her head 
twisting from side to side, her dark hair fanning.

She clutched his writhing balls, pressing them against 
the pucker of her asshole, the other hand pressing the 
back of his hand onto her tit, flattening it.

Kevin didn't say anything when he felt his cock ready 
to spurt. He just grunted through tight lips, straining 
into his mother's cunt. The explosion of his come juice 
splashed along the walls of her pussy, sending Wilma 
into shudders of ecstasy. Time and again her cunt 
received the juices of his balls, and her orgasm 
increased until she was coming one spasm after the 
other. They seemed to come for a long time.

Kevin slumped, pressing his mother's knees against her 
tits. He pulled his hands free and slipped them under 
her lifted ass. He cupped his mother's ass cheeks, 
breathing hard.

"Piss in me," Wilma's voice came almost harshly. "Piss 
in my fucking cunt, Kevin!"

"I'll try, Mother."

He strained, managing to spurt a few drops of piss into 
her pussy.

"More!" Wilma urged. "Don't stop now! Piss in my 
fucking cunt, baby! Oooooh, I want you to piss in me... 
fill my pussy with hot piss!"

"I can't, Mother," he groaned. "I don't have to piss 
right now."

"Oh, damn!" Wilma replied. "Then let me loose. My legs 
hurt this way."

Kevin pulled his cock from his mother's cunt, and she 
lowered her legs. Come juice dripped from her pussy. 
"I'm sorry, Mother," he said.

Wilma looked at him, seeing the sad expression on his 
face. She sat upright, hugging him to her naked tits. 
"Don't be sorry," she soothed. "I just want to feel you 
pissing in my cunt. You'll do it later, won't you?"

"Mother," he said, awed. "I'll do anything you want me 
to do. Anything!"

"I know you will honey," she said, kissing his face, 
holding his cheeks with both hands. "I know you'll do 
anything I want."

She pushed him away. Seeing his cock dangling, wet with 
the juices of her cunt and his come juice, she dipped 
her hand and lifted it. Her face went down and her 
tongue snaked out. She licked along the soft cock-
shaft, tasting her cunt and his come juice. She flicked 
her tongue over the head of his cock, taking up the 
juices there.

"You like that?" she gurgled, looking up at him.

"Oh, wow!"

"I guess that means you do," she laughed. Turning him 
around, she patted his ass. "Next time you fuck me, 
those pants have to be gone, down, or whatever. They're 
too rough against my legs."

"When is the next time?" he asked, laughing.

"Whenever you're ready," she replied.

Kevin opened his pants and shoved them down, his back 
still toward her. Wilma gazed at his ass. The cheeks 
were tight and firm, young. When he stood, she couldn't 
resist cupping them for a feel. She squeezed his ass, 
bringing a moan from her son. Sliding a hand between 
his thighs, she cupped his balls. Playing with them and 
his ass, Wilma felt her cunt responding.

"Oh, baby!" she murmured, shoving her face forward and 
nuzzling into his ass. "You're so damn nice to touch."

Her hot breath fanned over Kevin's ass, and she twisted 
at his balls. It caused his cock to react, and it stood 
half in hardness. Taking her hand from between his 
thighs, she slipped it about his hips. 

Taking his half-hard cock in her fist, she jerked on 
it. At the same time, the tip of her tongue snaked out 
and began to lick at his ass cheeks. She lapped about 
one cheek, jacking on his cock, feeling his balls 
swing. Her cunt quivered and twitched, her clit 
swelling again. The wet heat in her cunt seemed to be 
guiding her, urging her.

Pursing her lips, she kissed at his ass. Sliding her 
lips about, she dipped to taste the flesh of his thigh, 
running her tongue along the crease. She lapped the 
flat surface up and down, close to the crack. Kevin 
shivered, breathing hard. He liked the feel of his 
mother's tongue licking about his ass, the wetness, and 
the heat.

"Are you gonna do anything to me, Mother?" he gasped.

"Mmmmm, everything," she whispered, pumping at his 
cock. "Anything and everything."

Her tongue scraped along the split of his ass. The hand 
on his cheek moved to the small of his back, pressing. 
Kevin leaned, bracing himself with his hands on his 
knees. Wilma drew back, gazing at her son's ass with 
smoldering, excited eyes. His cock was steadily growing 
in her jerking fist, throbbing. She felt her son 
tremble.

"Mmmmmm!" she moaned, darting her tongue to the split 
of his ass.

She ran it up and down the split, lowering her face and 
trying to tap against his balls. Kevin leaned farther, 
and Wilma's tongue tasted his balls. Her nose shoved 
into the crack of his ass. Running her tongue about his 
dangling balls, she drew it back, sliding it into the 
spilt of his ass cheeks. The tip licked at his tight 
asshole bringing a grunt from her son. The heat of his 
asshole seemed to scald her tongue, and Wilma rammed it 
tightly, twisting, licking.

Releasing his cock, she clutched the cheeks of his ass, 
spreading them. The tiny ass pucker winked at her. With 
a low groan, Wilma shoved her face into her son's ass, 
her lips open, and tongue wiggling. Pressing her lips 
around his asshole, she sucked; her tongue licking.

Kevin's cock throbbed and began to drip. Arching his 
ass back, he waggled it in his mother's face. Wilma 
tried to run her tongue into his asshole, but it was 
too tight. She licked along the inner cheeks; tasting 
the smoothness of his flesh. Again she stabbed her 
tongue at his asshole, trying to penetrate it. Again 
she failed.

"Ohhhh, damn!" she cried with disappointment. "Turn 
around."

Kevin stood upright and turned to face his mother. His 
cock was up, throbbing, waving. Slipping her hands up 
the back of his thighs, Wilma cupped his ass, pulling 
him forward slowly. Kevin watching his mother's face, 
his eyes glowing. The tip of his cock brushed her lips, 
and Wilma whimpered softly. His cock slid along the 
side of her nose. She shoved her tongue out as his 
balls rubbed across her lips. With a cry of pleasure, 
Wilma pulled her son's balls into her mouth. She sucked 
and licked them, digging her fingers into his ass 
cheeks.

Turning his balls loose, she gazed up at him with eager 
eyes. Kevin pulled his cock down over her face, and her 
tongue licked the underside. When the prick-head 
reached her lips, Wilma quickly took it into her mouth. 
Her eyes rolled as she sucked on the smooth head of his 
cock, her tongue curling over his dripping piss hole.

She pulled her hands from his ass and placed them 
behind her on the floor. She pulled his cook along with 
her as she leaned back. Kevin was intensely excited. 
The wet heat of his mother's mouth was different from 
her cunt.

Wilma, her eyes hot as she gazed up at his excited 
face, began to suck him. She shoved her face forward, 
taking the length of his hot cock deep into her mouth. 
Her lips squeezed on his prick, writhing as her tongue 
licked the cock shaft. She felt the smooth prick-head 
against her throat.

"Mmmmm," she whimpered. "Mmmm!"

Her face began to move back and forth, her lips sucking 
at his cock. They were tight, wet, and hot and Kevin 
was shaking with excitement.

Unexpectedly, Wilma pulled her mouth off his cock.

"Ohhh. Kevin! You taste so fucking good!" she moaned. 
"Fuck my mouth, baby! Please, fuck me in my mouth! Use 
my mouth like it was my cunt! Oh, darling, fuck me in 
my hot mouth!"

Kevin, more than eager, plunged his cock back into her 
mouth, almost cutting off the last word. Wilma gulped, 
her eyes rolling with delight. Kevin thrust his cock 
back and forth, watching as he fucked his mother's 
mouth. Her lips gripped his cock with wet heat, her 
tongue in constant motion. Her expression showed 
intense pleasure.

Kevin watched her cheeks swell outward as he thrust in, 
and sink as he pulled back. The suction of his mother's 
mouth was unbelievable. Wilma's lips stretched tight as 
her son fucked her, clinging to the throbbing cock 
almost desperately. She groaned and whimpered as he 
fucked deep, as if trying to drive his prick into her 
throat. She felt the seeping juices burn across her 
tongue, then her throat. She swallowed rapturously, her 
eyes glazed and hot. His balls bounced on her chin with 
each lunge.

"Mother!" Kevin shouted, pumping into her mouth with 
increasing force. "Ohhhh, your mouth is so wet and hot! 
I'm fucking you in the mouth, Mother!"

"Mmmm!" Wilma replied, lifting a hand from the floor 
and cupping a cheek of his ass.

She pressed on his ass, urging him to fuck her mouth as 
hard and as fast as he wanted. She loved the way his 
cock burned on her lips and on her tongue. Her lips 
felt intensely sensitive, as her cunt did. Her pussy 
was throbbing with heat, the juices moistening the 
carpet. Her clit was swollen and pulsing deliciously.

In his excitement, Kevin grabbed his mother's face, 
fucking his cock back and forth with jerky strokes, his 
cock-shaft sliding in and out of her gripping, hot 
lips. His balls banged time and again upon his mother's 
chin.

"Fucking your mouth!" Kevin groaned. "I'm fucking you 
in your mouth, Mother! Ooooh, it's so good! Your mouth 
feels so hot and wet! It's almost like your cunt, 
Mother! Almost... but not quite!"

His cock was swelling inside her mouth, and Wilma, 
feeling it, was preparing to accept the squirt of his 
come juice into her throat. Her cunt was close to 
orgasm, yet resisting her efforts to explode. She began 
moaning with eager anticipation. She writhed her ass on 
the floor, clutching at his ass cheeks with both hands.

"Mother, I might come!" Kevin shouted. "What do I do 
when I think I'm gonna come?"

Wilma could only moan. He was fucking into her mouth 
with such a frenzy, she couldn't, didn't want to let 
go. She could feel his cock throbbing powerfully and 
was afraid if she pulled away to speak, he would squirt 
come juice into her face, not her mouth. Not that Wilma 
would mind that, but she wanted the thick, creamy sweet 
come juice in her mouth.

Kevin, very close to coming, began to fuck her in this 
position, driving his cock in and out of her mouth, his 
balls dancing on her chin, her nose almost flattened 
each time he came downward. She clung to his tight ass 
with both hands, urging him to fuck hard. Wet sounds 
came from her mouth as his cock moved in and out. The 
increase of the thrusts sent a tremor of anticipation 
through Wilma.

Kevin gave a groan, ramming his cock deep, his prick-
head in his mother's throat. Then he tried to jerk 
free.

Wilma held his ass tight, keeping his cock deep inside 
her mouth.

"Mother! I'm gonna come! Ohhhh, Mother!"

Wilma pulled his cock deep, her hands digging into the 
checks of his ass.

The gushing come juice sprayed against her throat, 
burning deliciously. Wilma's eyes closed with ecstasy, 
her hips twisting as her cunt convulsed. The thick and 
creamy come juice splashed time and again into her 
mouth. She swallowed greedily and wetly, her tongue 
lapping. Each squirt of her son's come juice was 
nectar, creating a shattering orgasm between her 
thighs. She jabbed with cock-sucking pleasure, 
swallowing and gulping, thrilled to have him spewing 
into her mouth. 


CHAPTER 4
---------

"Piss on me," she whimpered softly.

Kevin didn't hear; his breathing was too loud.

"Kevin, piss on me," she said louder.

Kevin lifted his head, looking down at her. Wilma had 
turned her face upward, her eyes still misty.

"Please, piss on me, Kevin," she said, pleading. "I 
want it, baby! Piss on me... piss on Mother!"

"I don't know if I can, Mother," he said.

"You can!" Wilma begged. "Please, I need you to piss on 
me! Please, Kevin, please!"

He moved back a bit, until he felt his mother's tits 
against his ass. He sat upright. Wilma stuffed one of 
her tits into the crack of his ass, feeling his asshole 
on her nipple. She writhed and arched up, trying to 
shove the nipple into his ass. His cock was resting on 
her neck. She stared up at his young face.

"Darling, please piss on me!"

She lifted his cock and stared at the pisshole. "Let me 
see you piss, Kevin," she whispered urgently. "Let 
Mother watch you piss on me."

Kevin strained then gushed a small spurt of piss from 
his prick. There wasn't much force and it splashed upon 
his mother's chin.

"Oooooh, yes!" she squealed, feeling the hot piss run 
across her neck. "My tits, darling! Piss on Mother's 
tits!"

Kevin lifted himself, up and slid back onto her 
stomach. Wilma held his cock, aiming it at her tits. 
Kevin strained, and then began to piss with a strong 
stream.

"Ohhhhh, wonderful!" Wilma squealed, feeling her son's 
hot piss stinging on her nipples. "Piss on Mother's 
tits! Piss all over my fucking titties! It's so warm, 
so wet!"

Kevin giggled as he watched her tits being drenched by 
his piss. He felt his mother's body writhing in 
pleasure beneath him, and closed his thighs tightly at 
her waist. Wilma aimed his cock from one tit to the 
other, her expression showing a perverse ecstasy. Her 
tits were completely drenched by his hot piss, and she 
lifted his cock. The stream arced, splashing on her 
neck. Then she lifted it a bit more.

"Mother!" Kevin gasped.

"Mmmmm!" Wilma moaned as she made the hot piss splash 
over her lips, then to her nose.

Kevin suddenly laughed nervously, watching his piss 
splash into his mother's face. It thrilled him, but he 
didn't understand why his mother enjoyed it so much.

The stream slowed.

"Ohhhh, don't stop!" she squealed. But Kevin did stop. 
The carpet beneath her head was soaked, but she didn't 
mind at all. She ran her tongue over her piss-wet lips, 
grinning lewdly at her son. The taste of his piss sent 
a wild shiver through her. Her dress was wet where it 
was tucked underneath her tits.

There was a drop of golden piss clinging to the head of 
his cock. She pulled it to her mouth; flicked it away 
with the tip of her tongue; then pulled his prick into 
her mouth.

Turning him loose, she said in a soft voice: "I've got 
to clean up. I've got piss all over me."

"You really did like that, didn't you, Mother?"

"Mmmmm, I told you," she grinned as he stood up. "I 
told you I wanted you to piss on me." Standing in the 
middle of the room, Wilma pulled her wet dress from her 
body. Kevin looked at his mother's nakedness, seeing 
her swelling tits, her light brown nipples, the 
flatness of her stomach. He stared for a long time at 
the thick tangle of her cunt hair, then her long legs.

"Are you trying to eat me up with your eyes?" She 
smiled at him. "If you are, why don't you try using 
your mouth? You can eat me a lot better with your 
mouth, Kevin."

Kevin grinned. "Not with piss all over you, Mother."

"You never know, honey," she giggled, twisting her 
naked ass wickedly. "You never know what you like until 
you try it."

She turned, shaking her creamy ass at him teasingly, 
then went to the laundry room.

As she set the washing machine into motion, she smiled 
to herself. Seducing her son had been so easy, she 
thought. But then he was the right age to be seduced. 
Her cunt still tingled as she tasted his come juice and 
piss in her mouth. There was nothing she couldn't do 
with her son. She knew that now. He was so eager to 
fuck her, to be sucked by her she could get him to do 
anything. He hadn't balked when she wanted him to piss 
on her, and from his expression, had enjoyed its much 
as she did.

She didn't know how long she stood at the washing 
machine, thinking, feeling good. But when she started 
back to her son, she almost walked in on them naked.

Kevin and Sandra sat in the middle of the floor, facing 
each other, whispering. Sandra's legs were crossed, 
knees open. The skirt of her dress was high enough to 
show Wilma the tightness of her panties.

There was no way Wilma could get to her room without 
being seen. She didn't want to step out there naked and 
shock the little girl. But then she couldn't stay where 
she was, either.

She searched in the hamper and found a towel that just 
barely covered her. It would have to do, even if the 
swell of her tits were showing, the cheeks of her ass 
almost naked.

She stepped into the room.

Sandra looked up, her blue eyes widening for a moment. 
Wilma walked past them and felt their eyes turning to 
watch her. She knew her son would be pleased to see her 
ass showing, but she didn't know what Sandra's reaction 
would be. She was afraid to turn and look. If she had 
she would have seen a warm glow in the young girl's 
face, heat in those blue eyes that looked strange in 
one so young. She did hear, however, a low giggle.

She entered her room, dropping the towel to the floor. 
She found a pair of Levi's cut-offs and a t-shirt. She 
took them into the bathroom, then ran a tub of water. 
Climbing into it, she wondered if and when her son 
would try something with Sandra. Any girl that took 
pleasure in pissing in the open, with the possibility 
of being seen, had to be erotic, Wilma thought. A 
slight sound caused her to look up. Sandra stood is the 
doorway.

A tremor moved through Wilma as she looked at the 
lovely little girl. There was something in those blue 
eyes that made her keep quiet, something that told her 
Sandra was not as shy as she pretended to be.

Sandra was looking at Wilma's tits. Her eyes were 
shining, and the hard little lumps on her chest moved 
up and down as she breathed.

"Kevin said you liked to have your back washed," Sandra 
said, her voice very soft. Wilma nodded; the tension 
she felt not allowing her to speak.

Sandra came into the bathroom.

"I gotta pee first," she said, starting to lift her 
skirt. "Kevin said it was okay."

Wilma was amazed at Sandra's lack of modesty as she 
watched her hold her dress at her waist and slide her 
panties down with the other hand. She caught a quick 
flash of the sugary little slit before Sandra sat on 
the toilet. When her piss tinkled into the water, 
Sandra never once took her eyes from Wilma's shapely, 
swelling tits. Hearing the sound, Wilma felt a tremor 
of pleasure clutch at her cunt.

"You have beautiful tits," Sandra said, still without 
any sign of embarrassment. "I like the way they stand 
up, your nipples hard."

Finished, Sandra stood up. It seemed to Wilma that the 
little girl held her skirt up a very long time, her 
panties stretched at her thighs. She saw Sandra's cunt 
fully now. She saw the almost-white fuzz near her clit, 
and the tiny tip that was protruding. With slow 
motions, Sandra pulled her panties up then let her 
dress fall. She moved to the tub, sinking to her knees.

"I'll wash your back," she said softly.

With the first touch of the cloth, Wilma felt her cunt 
pulsate into a near orgasm. She knew Sandra wanted more 
than to wash her back. There was something she had 
missed seeing about the girl, something exciting.

After soaping Wilma's back, Sandra began to stroke her 
flesh lightly, her fingers feathery. Without asking, 
Sandra worked soap into the cloth and started to wash 
Wilma's tits. Wilma leaned back in the tub, watching 
with slitted eyes. Sandra spent a long time on her 
tits, feeling and squeezing more than washing. Wilma 
listened to the little girl's breathing increase as 
those small hands ran about her tits. The washcloth was 
no longer in use. Sandra was fondling her tits with her 
bare hands. Wilma let out a soft cry as the girl 
twisted and pulled at her nipples.

Still without speaking, Sandra leaned over, her pink 
tongue flicking from her mouth. As Sandra's tongue 
licked across a nipple, Wilma sighed, moving her hand 
along Sandra's arm.

A squeal came from Sandra, and she sucked one of 
Wilma's nipples into her mouth hungrily. She sucked at 
it as if it were a cock, her tongue licking, pulling, 
and stretching the nipple with tight lips. While she 
sucked at Wilma's nipples, Sandra moved a small hand 
underneath the water, sliding it along Wilma's shaking 
stomach. Wilma felt the fingers move through the thick 
strands of her cunt hair, then between her thighs. 
Sandra stroked Wilma's cunt lightly, but sucked on her 
nipple with wet greediness.

Wilma gasped as a small finger penetrated the hairy 
lips of her cunt. She opened her legs as wide as she 
could in the tub, feeling Sandra's finger slowly enter 
her cunt.

"Sandra," Wilma whispered hoarsely, breaking the 
silence. "Oh, Sandra!"

She pressed her hand over Sandra's hand, between her 
thighs. Sandra looked at Wilma with hot blue eyes.

Wilma couldn't resist the beauty, the eroticism of the 
young girl. She moved her hand down Sandra's back, over 
the sweet curve of her little ass, along the backs of 
her thighs. Reaching Sandra's knee, Wilma shoved her 
hand under the dress and felt upward, finding the 
girl's flesh very smooth. Her fingers touched the 
elastic of Sandra's panties.

Sandra, still gazing into Wilma's eyes, began to work 
her finger back and forth, finger fucking Wilma slowly. 
Wilma cupped the small cheeks of the girl's ass, 
squeezing them as Sandra began to moan in pleasure.

"You feel very good," Sandra whispered. "You feel real 
hot and wet here."

Wilma purred, working her fingers between the back at 
Sandra's thighs. She felt the crotch of the tight 
panties, finding them hot and wet. The wetness could be 
from her piss, but then it could be due to the 
juiciness of the young cunt. Either way, Wilma didn't 
mind. She ran her finger along the slit of Sandra's 
cunt. Sandra moaned, and twisted her ass back, her 
finger moving in and of Wilma's cunt faster. She dipped 
her face once again, sucking one of Wilma's rigid 
nipples deep into her mouth.

"Wanna come?" Sandra asked, her lips against Wilma's 
tingling tit. "Want me to make you come?"

Although the young voice had a tremor, Wilma didn't 
detect any shyness in it.

"God, Sandra!" Wilma groaned, lifting her hips high, 
her legs parted. She wiggled her hips, pumping on the 
penetrating finger. "Make me come, make me come!"

Sandra giggled, and her finger began to thrust faster, 
sometimes drawing to rub frantically at Wilma's clit. 
Although her erotic senses were roaring, Wilma knew 
this little girl had some experience, at least with a 
cunt. She cupped one pantied ass cheek, squeezing it 
hard, making Sandra writhe. She shoved a finger into 
the tight panties, slipping it between Sandra's thighs. 

Sandra opened her knees as she knelt there, shoving her 
small ass back. Wilma found the slit of Sandra's pussy 
hot and wet, but no hair along the lips. She rubbed the 
inflamed clit of the girl, then darted her finger into 
the tight wetness of her cunt. Sandra squealed, jerking 
her ass to and fro as Wilma finger fucked her.

Wilma began to twist her hips, churning the water. She 
gasped as the small finger plunged into her cunt, only 
to jerk out and rub hotly at her swollen clit, then 
back into her cunt again. Her own finger was slipping 
in and out of Sandra's pussy easily, the juices making 
it very slippery. 

Sandra's cunt was very tight on her finger, and when 
she attempted two fingers, she found it impassible. She 
drew her hand upward into the split of Sandra's ass. 
She poked lightly against the tight asshole, bringing a 
tight, hot whimper from Sandra.

Wilma's finger slipped into the girl's asshole.

Sandra, feeling Wilma's finger on her asshole, had 
shoved her ass back, just as Wilma was pressing. Wilma 
felt the tight asshole squeeze her finger, and then 
Sandra was humping her ass back and forth, fucking on 
her finger. The girl sucked in frenzy at Wilma's tits, 
her little finger flying in and out of her hairy cunt 
faster and faster. The gasping heat of the girl's 
breath burned the flesh of her naked tits. Wilma felt 
Sandra shaking and jerking her ass, fucking onto her 
finger. Then an understanding came to her.

Somehow, somewhere, with someone, Sandra had been 
fucked in the asshole. And not just fucked, but loved 
it. No wonder she had not been able to get two fingers 
inside that tight cunt -- -Sandra was still a virgin, 
at least in her pussy. But her asshole -- it was tight, 
but obviously either a cock or fingers had fucked it 
often.

Sandra lifted her mouth from Wilma's tit. Her blue eyes 
were glazed with passion. Her ass kept jerking back and 
forth, fucking onto Wilma's finger.

"Ohhhh, do it, do it!" Sandra yelped. "It's good... so 
good! Do it to me! Oooooh, do it to me real deep!"

Wilma began plunging her finger into Sandra's gripping 
asshole each time that small ass jerked backwards. 
Sandra, all the time, finger fucked her cunt with a 
frenzy of motion.

"Oooooh, Sandra!" Wilma purred. "You're tight! You're 
so fucking tight!"

"Yes!" Sandra sobbed, ramming her finger into Wilma's 
cunt, pressing her hand hard. "Ohhhh, I'm gonna come! 
Do it harder to me! I like it real hard! Oooooh, I'm 
about to come!"

Wilma used her other hand to shove aside the tight 
panties, exposing a creamy little ass. She saw Sandra's 
asshole clutching her finger tightly, the flesh sinking 
inward, then sucking on her finger when she pulled it 
back. Sandra was boiling, sobbing and squealing with 
ecstasy.

"Oooooh, deep, deep!" Sandra cried out, shaking her ass 
wildly. "I'm gonna come! Oohhh fuck me there! Fuck me 
in my asshole!"

Wilma just as excited as Sandra, still heard the lewd 
words. Whoever had been fucking this beautiful little 
ass must have taught them to Sandra, she thought.

A vague thought came to her: where was Kevin?

But it faded quickly when she felt Sandra's asshole 
start squeezing her finger.

"Oooooh, yes, I'm coming!" Sandra wailed. "Fuck me up 
the ass! Fuck my asshole... keep me coming! Oooooh, so 
good!"

Wilma plunged her finger in and out of Sandra's asshole 
with a frenzy, watching the creamy sweetness shake and 
shudder. One of her fingers moved along the slit of the 
hairless cunt, and found it very juicy.

"Oh... ohhhh, I like it!" Sandra sobbed, a series of 
spasms shooting through her small body. "I wanna come 
and come! I don't wanna ever stop coming! Fuck my 
ass... fuck me up the ass!"

Wilma stayed with the little girl. Her finger drove 
relentlessly in and out of the tight ass. She was 
amazed at the easy way Sandra took her finger and 
delighted with the wiggles of that cute ass.

As the orgasms stilled, Wilma kept her finger inside 
Sandra's asshole. She watched a final shudder raise 
goose bumps on the creamy flesh. Leaning way over the 
rim of the tub, Wilma kissed the sweet cheeks of 
Sandra's ass and slowly pulled her finger free.

She watched Sandra's asshole close and tightens as her 
finger came out. Again she kissed the smooth ass cheek, 
and on a sudden impulse, slipped her tongue into the 
crack, licking the pucker of Sandra's asshole. "Oooh, I 
like that!" Sandra gurgled, waggling her ass into 
Wilma's face. "Do it again!"

With a soft chuckle, Wilma ran the flat surface of her 
tongue up and down the sweet ass, twisting it at the 
tightness. She wasn't surprised as the tip of her 
tongue slipped into Sandra's asshole. It went in 
easily, bringing a sob of delight from the girl.

Slapping her hand on Sandra's ass lightly, Wilma said: 
"That's enough. I've got to get out of the tub before 
my skin is all wrinkled."

Sandra turned over and sat on the floor, leaning 
against the wall, her knees up. The crotch of her 
panties was exposed, caught on the pink lips of her 
pussy.

Wilma climbed from the water, taking a huge towel. 
Water streamed from her body. Sandra giggled, gazing at 
Wilma's cunt.

"Something funny?" Wilma asked, drying her tits.

"It looks like you're peeing," Sandra giggled. Water 
streamed from the hair of her cunt, running down her 
thighs to the floor.

"Does that excite you, Sandra?" Wilma asked in a soft 
voice. "Does it?"

"Oooh, yes!"

Wilma parted her legs.

Piss spewed from her cunt, splashing down on the floor. 
She dropped the towel and pulled the hairy lips of her 
cunt apart, shoving her hips forward. She pissed in a 
long golden arc, watching Sandra's face go through a 
series of changes, all of them erotic.


CHAPTER 5
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There didn't seem much sense in dressing now, Wilma 
decided. After what she and Sandra had done with each 
other, the girl certainly wouldn't be surprised about 
Kevin.

Wrapping a fresh towel about her nakedness, she pulled 
Sandra from the floor. For a moment Sandra held tightly 
to Wilma, her arms wrapped about her waist, hugging, 
her face buried into Wilma's tits. Wilma held the girl, 
moving her hands up and down the small, shaking back. 
She cupped a little ass cheek, squeezing it gently, and 
then tilted Sandra's face upward. There were tears in 
Sandra's eyes.

"Why, honey," Wilma said, "Why are you crying?"

"Because I wasn't sure," Sandra said in a soft voice. 
"I was afraid."

"Afraid? Of what?"

"Of touching you," Sandra replied. "I thought you'd get 
mad and make me go home. And I wanted to feel you so 
bad!"

Wilma caressed the blonde hair tenderly. "Well, there's 
no reason to cry now, honey. You've felt me."

"Then I'll cry because I'm happy," Sandra smiled 
through her tears.

Wilma stroked across the hard little knots of Sandra's 
tits, feeling them. They hardly filled her hand but 
were a delight to touch. She squeezed each little tit, 
then pushed Sandra away. She dipped her head, and 
through the thin dress, bit gently at one of Sandra's 
small nipples.

"I won't even ask why you like it in the ass, Sandra," 
Wilma whispered. "That's your business."

"Okay." Sandra said. "But I don't mind telling you. It 
was a boy at school. He fucked me there... and I've 
loved it ever since."

Wilma laughed. "Your first fuck?"

Sandra nodded, eyes shining.

"So you take it up the ass, not your pussy, huh?"

Sandra giggled. "I will one of these days, I guess. But 
right now I love getting fucked in the ass. It makes me 
came so hard."

Wilma took Sandra's hand and they walked out of the 
bathroom into the living room. Kevin was still there, 
sitting on the floor where Sandra had left him. He 
looked up, grinning as they came in.

"You sure took a long bath, Mother," he said, glancing 
at Sandra. "What went on in there?"

"That's our secret," Wilma said, smiling at Sandra who 
was pressing close to her. "Isn't that right, Sandra?"

"Right," Sandra agreed.

"Are we going to keep that secret?" Wilma asked.

Sandra was looking at Kevin. Wilma noticed her eyes 
were on the front of his shorts.

"I don't want to," she said softly. "We can tell Kevin, 
I guess."

Wilma remained on her feet as Sandra sat in front of 
Kevin again, crossing her legs once more. This time her 
dress was much higher.

Kevin's eyes widened as he saw the crotch of Sandra's 
panties.

"Tell me what?" he honked, his voice cracking. He 
turned and looked up at his mother. The towel around 
her was very high, and the hair of her cunt was 
showing.

"Sandra likes it up the ass," Wilma said.

"Up the ass?" Kevin said, a glow coming into his eyes. 
Sandra giggled.

"I know you peeked at me when I peed, Kevin. Don't try 
to lie. I know you saw me."

"But that's what Sandra wanted you to do, honey," Wilma 
said to her son.

Sandra nodded. "I wanted you to do it to me, Kevin."

Kevin gulped, looking back at Sandra. "You mean, you 
wanted me to fuck you, Sandra?"

Sandra nodded again giggling. "In my ass."

"Hey, wow!"

Wilma squatted near them. The flash of her hairy cunt 
was brief. She was smiling, her face radiant with 
erotic pleasure. She placed her hand on her son's 
thigh, moving it upward. She shoved her hands 
underneath his shorts, tickling the head of his cock.

"Anything wrong with that, Kevin?" she asked.

"Not anything I know of," Kevin replied, gazing at the 
crotch of Sandra's panties.

Sandra leaned forward, sliding her hand up his other 
thigh. She poked her fingers into his shorts and felt 
his balls. She giggled lewdly, shoving his shorts to 
one side. Her small hand cupped his balls, and Wilma 
pulled the head of his cock from the leg. Sandra 
giggled as she saw it, squeezing Kevin's balls 
tenderly.

"That cock would feel very good in my ass," she said in 
a whispery voice. "It isn't all that big."

"Hey, now!" Kevin said.

"I don't mean it that way," Sandra said. "I can't take 
a real big cock in my ass. Yours looks just the right 
size, Kevin."

Wilma listened to them, excited by what was said. She 
stroked her son's cock, feeling it swell. She watched 
Sandra playing with his balls, her cunt wet, pulsating. 
Sandra's comment about a big cock was telling. 
Apparently, somewhere, she had tried to get a large 
cock up her tight little asshole.

Sandra, with her eyes swimming hotly, pulled Kevin's 
hand up her slim thigh. She placed his hand at the 
crotch of her tight panties. Kevin didn't need any 
assistance. He stroked his fingers up and down the 
tight panties, feeling the wet heat of her young cunt.

"I like to have my cunt touched," Sandra said. "Even a 
finger in it, but when I get fucked, I want it in my 
ass."

Wilma had moved away, slipping behind Sandra. She 
unbuttoned the girl's dress, and Sandra helped her in 
removing it. Sandra didn't wear a bra, and her small 
tits were hard little bumps with pink nipples. Wilma 
pressed her own tits against the girl's back, closing 
her hands on Sandra's small tits. She squeezed them 
gently, bringing a moan from Sandra. Sandra had 
released Kevin's balls and was now stroking at his 
swollen cock, her blue eyes gleaming with desire.

"You've got to stand up, Sandra," Wilma said with a 
husky voice. "I want to take your panties off." Sandra 
rose to her knees, leaning to keep a tight grip on 
Kevin's cock. Wilma peeled the white panties down.

Sandra lifted first one knee, then the other and her 
panties were gone. Her body, small, shapely, aroused an 
intense excitement in Wilma, but not as intense as in 
her son. His cock rose up with jerking hardness as he 
gazed at the lightly fuzzed slit of Sandra's cunt. He 
licked his lips, and his mother knew he wanted to taste 
that candied pussy.

"Your shorts," Sandra whispered. "Take them off, 
Kevin."

Kevin was quick to get out of them, his cock swinging 
free, his balls full.

Sitting on her heels, Sandra stared at his cock and 
balls with enormous eyes, eyes that were moist with 
anticipation. Behind her, Wilma slipped a hand to the 
little ass, working a finger into the crack. She rubbed 
at Sandra's asshole, feeling it contract, ready.

Sandra gave a small squeal, twisting around until she 
had her head and shoulders on the floor, her beautiful 
ass arching into the air, waving, shivering. The small 
cheeks parted to expose the pinkness of her asshole. It 
was crinkled sweetly, and the contractions invited 
Kevin's cock with obvious pleasure. The small pussy 
just below could be seen, its puffy lips glistening 
with wetness. The girl was gasping heavily as she 
waggled her uplifted ass, her fingers already clawing 
at the carpet.

On her knees beside Sandra, Wilma urged her son to the 
sweet ass. Grasping Kevin's cock with a tight fist, she 
pumped on it. Her other hand moved up and down the 
spreading cheeks of Sandra's ass, rubbing about the 
crinkling asshole. Kevin's cock dripped as he watched 
his mother's hand.

Slowly, Wilma pressed the tip of her middle finger 
against Sandra's asshole, bringing a groan of pleasure 
from the girl. Wilma's finger entered, and Kevin gulped 
as he saw the tight flesh grip his mother's finger.

"Oooooh!" Sandra purred. "I like it! I love it!"

Her tight ass stretched as Wilma fucked her finger in 
and out. The pink flesh clung to Wilma's finger, 
sinking inward as Wilma shoved forward.

Wilma smeared the juices dripping from the piss hole of 
her son's cock along the creamy smooth cheeks of 
Sandra, dipping his cock downward and brushing at the 
steamy little slit of her cunt. Sandra squealed and 
gurgled, shaking her ass lewdly. Taking her finger out 
of Sandra's asshole, Wilma pulled her son's throbbing 
cock up from the almost hairless cunt, sliding it wetly 
about Sandra's asshole.

Releasing her grip on Kevin's cock, Wilma cupped his 
dangling balls, her dark eyes blazing with erotic heat. 
Kevin pressed the head of his cock against Sandra's 
asshole. Sandra gave a wail of eagerness, arching her 
ass back to him. The head of his prick slipped into the 
tightness easily, then closed about the smooth cock-
head with a firm grip.

"Oooooh, yes!" Sandra whimpered, making her asshole 
work on the head of Kevin's cock.

"It... give me more, Kevin!"

Wilma let go of her son's cock. Cupping the already 
parted cheeks of Sandra's ass, she pulled them wider, 
watching her son's cock inside the round asshole.

"Shove it in her, Kevin!" she hissed with excitement. 
"Shove your cock up her little ass!"

"Yes, Kevin!" Sandra breathed. "Shove it up my ass."

Kevin rested his hands near the base of Sandra's spine, 
his eyes bulging as he began to slide his cock inward. 
The deeper he went, the hotter it seemed to be. He 
entered slowly, savoring the tight heat. When the full 
length of his cock was buried into Sandra's clinging 
asshole, his balls smashed upon her steamy, sugary 
cunt.

"Ohhhh, now fuck me!" Sandra cried. "Fuck me now, 
Kevin! Ohhh, your cock is so deep! Fuck me, Kevin! 
Please! Fuck me up my ass... my asshole!"

Wilma continued to clutch the small cheeks of Sandra's 
ass, keeping them parted, watching her son's cock as he 
moved it back and forth. She was breathing with tight 
hissing sounds, her cunt boiling with perverse 
pleasure. She was so juicy; the liquids seeped from her 
hairy cunt and started running down her inner thighs. 
She pulled one of Kevin's hands off Sandra's ass, 
jerking it to her own cunt. She cupped her son's hand 
into her crotch and started rubbing her cunt into his 
palm. Her eyes never turned from the stretching asshole 
her son's cock was starting to fuck.

Jumping to her feet, Wilma spread her legs, shoving her 
hips forward. She held her son's wrist as he plunged 
his fingers into her fiery cunt.

"Ohhhh, finger-fuck me!" Wilma groaned. "Finger-fuck my 
hot cunt, Kevin! Ohhh, baby, fuck Sandra's tight little 
asshole, and fuck my cunt with your fingers!"

Kevin didn't have a chance to finger-fuck his mother. 
She was swinging her hips about, pumping her cunt onto 
his hand, gripping his wrist. Through the ecstasy she 
felt, Wilma continued to gaze hotly at his cock as it 
thrust in and out of Sandra's wiggling ass. There was 
something very exciting about watching him fucking the 
tight asshole.

"Ooooh, Kevin, Kevin!" Sandra wailed, rocking her 
uplifted ass about. "It feels so good! Oh, your cock 
fills my asshole so nice! Fuck me up the ass! Fuck my 
little ass! Fuck me!"

Kevin's eyes darted from Sandra's asshole to his hand, 
watching his mother fuck herself with his finger, then 
down to the gripping asshole again. He plunged in and 
out, his ass tightening. His balls slapped wetly 
against Sandra's burning little cunt. He began grunting 
with each thrust. His cock throbbed powerfully, and the 
heat of Sandra's ass was pulling on it.

Wilma's eyes were hazy as she watched Sandra banging 
her ass back and forth, fucking her son's cock, meeting 
the lunges with what would otherwise be a painful 
experience. But Sandra certainly was not feeling any 
pain; she was feeling intense ecstasy. She cried out 
with the quick thrusts of his cock, sobbed with delight 
as tiny fires began to lick about her cunt and asshole. 
Her small titties were scraped on the carpet. She 
spread her knees wider, throwing her ass back onto 
Kevin's cock with frantic motions.

"Fuck me!" she squealed.

"My cock is so fucking hard!" Kevin groaned.

"Pound your fingers up my cunt!" Wilma yelped.

"In the ass!" Sandra wailed.

"Fuck her asshole, Kevin!"

"Hot ass," Kevin groaned. "Hot fucking asshole!"

"Fuck my cunt!" Wilma began screaming.

The words mixed until it was difficult to say who was 
saying what. Wilma was grinding her cunt onto her son's 
fingers with vigorous motions. Sandra was slamming her 
asshole back onto Kevin's cock. Kevin was grimacing as 
his come juice boiled inside his swinging balls.

Moans and soft screams mingled with words; no coherent 
sentence was heard. The heavy breathing filled the room 
along with the wet sounds of orgiastic fucking. The 
whole of Kevin's hand was inside his mother's fiery, 
slippery cunt, and she was riding it almost violently, 
her tits jiggling as her ass pumped. Kevin plunged into 
the gripping fire of Sandra's asshole, his balls 
banging upon her quivering cunt lips. Sandra was 
sobbing as the ecstasy grew hotter and hotter inside 
her ass.

"Ohhh, I'm gonna come!" Kevin yelled, ramming his cock 
as hard and deep as he could into Sandra's receptive 
asshole. "I'm gonna come!"

"Squirt it to her, baby!" Wilma hissed, her cunt 
clinging to his hand. "Come up her hot little asshole!"

"Ohhhh, yes, Kevin!" Sandra sobbed. "Come in my fucking 
ass! Squirt it up my hot asshole! Hurry... I'm gonna 
come, too!"

Kevin jammed every inch of his throbbing cock into the 
small asshole, gritting his teeth. The fingers of his 
hand on her ass dug into the smooth, creamy flesh.

The hot, thick come juice gushed from his cock, 
flooding the heated walls of Sandra's asshole.

Wilma banged her hairy cunt swiftly on her son's hand, 
feeling her orgasm so very close. Her pussy held his 
hand just around the wrist, her clit swollen and 
elongated painfully. Her beautiful face was screwed up 
with agonizing torment.

She wanted to come, but it wouldn't happen. She was 
desperate for that all-consuming feeling of orgasm. 
Holding her son's hand deep inside her cunt, she began 
to agitate her long, inflamed clit in a brutal way. 
Still her orgasm eluded her.

Kevin, his cock finally draining into the greedy 
asshole of Sandra, remained on his knees, his cock 
still up her asshole. Sandra was still clutched with 
orgasms, but they were fading. Her asshole squeezed and 
his cock was pushed free.

Wilma saw his cock come out through her desperation. 
Quickly, she grabbed her son's hair, jerking his face 
between her legs.

"Suck me! Ohhh, suck my cunt, Kevin! I want to come... 
tongue fuck mother's cunt! Ooooh eat me! Lick my 
pussy... suck my cunt! Make me come, baby!"

Holding her son's face tight against her hairy, juicy 
cunt, she Curlyed her crotch about his face. Kevin, to 
keep his balance, grabbed his mother's naked ass and 
hung on. He opened his mouth and sucked at the hairy 
cunt, his tongue lapping in frenzy, tasting the boiling 
juices as they dripped into his mouth. His tongue 
penetrated his mother's fiery cunt, darting in and out, 
fucking her.

Sandra had rolled to her side, her eyes huge with awe 
as she watched Kevin sucking his mother's cunt. The 
long strands of dark pussy hair concealed his face. She 
lifted one knee and began to rub her hairless pussy as 
she watched them. Wilma banged her cunt into Kevin's 
sucking month with frenzy, squealing and sobbing as her 
orgasm swelled until it was almost unbearable. She 
squirmed and smashed her cunt into his face, her eyes 
open but sightless.

"Ooooh, hurry!" Wilma begged. "Suck me, Kevin! My 
cunt... is on fire! I can't come! Oh, fuck my cunt... 
tongue my cunt! Suck... me... eat me!"

Her rounded ass swung and thrust with increasing 
desperation. The orgasm was there, on the surface, 
ready. Her tits were swollen and tight. Sandra, 
watching, was amazed at the passion Wilma displayed. 
She had never known anyone to be this hot, this 
desperate, to come. The lewd display excited her, and 
she wormed a finger into her little, hairless cunt, 
working it in and out.

"Now!" Wilma screamed. "Ohhhh, I think... yes!"

Her cunt exploded into her son's face. The orgasm 
whipped about Wilma's cunt like an exploding star. The 
heat seemed to envelop her crotch, searing the flesh on 
her son's face, melting his tongue as he drove it in 
and out of her juicy cunt. Kevin, feeling his mother's 
cunt grip his tongue with wet waves of orgasm, jerked 
it free. He closed his mouth around her clit, sucking 
on it, his tongue flying around the tip. His mother's 
naked body shook violently as she beat her cunt into 
his mouth.

"I'm coming! Oh, God... so hard! So strong! Suck me, 
Kevin! Suck my cunt! Ooooooh... ohhh, suck Mother's 
hairy cunt!"

Kevin's face was smeared with the juices. There was so 
much it ran down his chin, onto his neck. He swallowed 
as his mouth filled, tasting the juices of his mother's 
hungry cunt. Wilma squeezed her creamy thighs tightly 
about his face as she came, her body shuddering, ass 
cheeks clenching.

Wilma held her son's face between her thighs until the 
overwhelming orgasms stopped. By then her legs were 
shaking so badly, the only thing holding her up was his 
hands on her ass. Drawing away from him, she slumped to 
the floor, breathing so hard her tits heaved up and 
down. Kevin's face was smeared with the cunt juices, 
his lips slightly puffy -- his mother had beat her 
hairy cunt into his face that hard.

He leaned back, hands behind him. There was a huge grin 
on his young face. There weren't many boys his age that 
could fuck a tight little asshole, and eat their 
mother's cunt immediately after. He was very well 
pleased with himself.

Sandra slipped her finger out of her cunt and scooted 
to Kevin. She dipped her lovely face down and ran the 
tip of her tongue across his cock. She giggled, lifting 
her head and looking at him.

"You don't mind, Kevin?"

"Mind what?" be asked, stupidly.

"Me licking your cock?"

"Mother sucks me all the time," he said. "You can, 
too."

"I don't mean that," Sandra giggled. "All boys love to 
get sucked off. I may be young, but I'm not dumb. I 
mean you don't mind if I lick it, even if it was up my 
asshole?"

"Whatever turns you on," he said.

"I love the way a cock smells after it's been in my 
ass," she giggled lewdly. "It tastes good, too."

"Can I put my cock in your cunt Sandra?" Kevin asked.

"You can fuck me when I'm older," Sandra said to Kevin. 
"You can fuck me in my cunt then."

"How long do I have to wait, Sandra?"

"Oh, maybe a year," the girl said. "I'm too young to 
fuck, you know."

CHAPTER 6
---------

After relaxing for few minutes Wilma asked Sandra to 
lick her cunt. Sandra shoved her hands down and 
clutched the twisting cheeks of Wilma's ass. Lifting 
Wilma's crotch against her mouth, she shot her tongue 
in and out of the hairy cunt, fucking it faster and 
faster.

Kevin became excited again, and his cock started to 
swell. He took Sandra's hand and brought it to his 
prick. Feeling his cock in her hand, Sandra began to 
jack him, but kept her tongue fluttering in and out of 
Wilma's cunt. Once more she had lifted her sweet, small 
ass into the air. Wilma clung to the blonde head, 
grinding her cunt into Sandra's face with almost a 
mindless, fury.

"Ohhhhh, make me come, Sandra!" she groaned. "Fuck my 
cunt, baby! Suck my hot cunt... fuck it with your 
tongue! I want to come!"

Sandra's little tongue couldn't go deep, but the way 
she licked and sucked with her lips was fantastic! A 
hot feeling of intense rapture spread throughout 
Wilma's body. Her head twisted back and forth on the 
floor, her ass churning frantically into the little 
girl's face. Kevin's cock swelled inside Sandra's 
pumping fist. Pulling her hand away, he moved to her 
ass, his cock arching outward. Pulling the sweet cheeks 
of her ass apart, he pressed the head of his cock 
against her tight asshole.

Feeling it, Sandra sobbed and shoved backward. Kevin 
saw that small asshole press over the head of his cock; 
felt the delicious heat of it. His cock slithered 
completely into Sandra's asshole, his balls smashed 
upon her hot, wet, trembling cunt. He grabbed her hips 
and began to fuck her in the ass almost harshly. Sandra 
whimpered into Wilma's cunt, her tongue flying up and 
down the hairy lips, dipping into the wetness, then she 
began to suck at Wilma's long clit. Wilma Curlyed her 
cunt up and down, sobbing as her orgasm grew closer.

"Tight ass," Kevin grunted, ramming his throbbing cock 
swiftly into Sandra's asshole. "So fucking tight, 
Sandra!"

"Ram her little ass!" Wilma shouted. "Ohhhh, Kevin, 
fuck her up the asshole! Fuck Sandra in her hot 
asshole! Oooooh, Sandra, suck hard! Ohhh, shit, suck 
me! Your mouth, your tongue... ohhhh, I'm about to 
come! Lick hard... suck hard! Ohhhh, my cunt is... 
is... hot!"

Sandra thrust her tongue into Wilma's slippery cunt, 
plunging it in and out, waggling her ass as Kevin 
stabbed his throbbing cock deeply.

"I'm going to... ohhhh, I'm coming!" Wilma screamed. 
"I'm coming, coming, coming!"

Sandra felt Wilma's cunt clutch at the tip of her 
tongue. She mewled loudly, tasting the hot, slippery 
juices as her small mouth filled. She worked and 
swallowed, tonguing Wilma's cunt the way she had 
tongued Kevin's spewing cock. Kevin rammed his cock 
faster and faster, feeling his balls tighten at the 
base.

His cock came free of Sandra's asshole, and he quickly 
lunged it forward again.

Right up her tight little cunt!

Sandra's eyes popped wide, a scream coming from her 
throat.

Kevin, although he knew where his cock was, kept 
fucking, not pausing. His discharge was coming, and he 
couldn't stop for anything. Sandra felt his cock spread 
the tightness of her young cunt, felt it go deep. It 
seemed to her that her cunt had been stuffed with a 
thick, long rod, a very hard rod. It caused her clit to 
become knotted, scraping along the shaft of his prick. 
She began to suck violently at Wilma's cunt, her tongue 
twisting with a hot hunger.

Kevin was still fucking wildly into Sandra's cunt when 
his mother released the girl's head. Sandra raised up, 
a sob boiling out of her slippery, wet mouth.

"Oooooh, Kevin, you're in my cunt!" she wailed. "You're 
fucking me in my pussy!"

"Yeah, yeah!" Kevin grunted.

"Ohhh, don't stop!" Sandra groaned. "Fuck me, Kevin! 
Ooooh, fuck me in my cunt!"

With the delicious glow of her orgasms still with her, 
Wilma lifted her head and looked. Sandra's thighs were 
parted, and she was pumping her ass up and down, 
sitting on Kevin's cock. She could see the hairless, 
sugary lips stretched about her son's cock and she 
could see his balls.

"Ohhhh, I'm gonna come!" Sandra yelped. Her small tits 
strained outward, the tiny pink nipples rigid. "I'm 
gonna come... come all over the fucking place. Fuck me, 
Kevin! Oooh, fuck me in my cunt... I love it!"

Wilma realized Sandra was in ecstasy. She parted her 
thighs wide, running her hands into the curls of her 
cunt. She parted the lips of her pussy, the wet 
interior exposed. She watched Sandra's face closely, 
then began to piss. She shot a strong, golden stream 
upward, splashing onto her son's thighs. Sandra 
squealed and leaned forward. As Wilma strained, pissing 
high in the air, Sandra shoved her face into it. The 
little girl squealed with ecstasy as the hot piss 
splashed into her young face. Wilma grinned.

"Wash your face in my piss, Sandra," she urged. "Wash 
your cock-sucking face in my piss!"

"Oooooh, I will!" Sandra yelped, bringing her hands up 
and washing her face as Wilma pissed into it.

Kevin, still plunging his hard cock into the tight 
little cunt, felt his mother's piss on his thighs. He 
lifted his hands until he was cupping the small tits of 
Sandra, squeezing them as his balls swelled. He felt 
hot piss on his hands as Sandra gurgled and washed her 
face in it.

Lifting her face out of the stream, Sandra shouted: 
"Kevin, I'm gonna come! My cunt is... ohhh, there!"

The contractions of Sandra's young cunt clawed at his 
cock. Kevin had no choice. Her hot pussy began to suck 
on his prick in powerful waves of fiery heat. His come 
juice boiled from his piss hole, flooding the walls of 
Sandra's velvety cunt.

Sandra, feeling his come juice fill her pussy, shoved 
her face back into the stream of Wilma's hot piss. 
While the piss splashed across her lips, she moved 
lower, her eyes closed, but her pretty face contorted 
with perverse ecstasy. Wilma watched excitedly as the 
little girl shoved her face down until it was only an 
inch or so from her pissing cunt. Then, without 
warning, she grabbed the back of Sandra's head and 
rammed her pissing cunt into Sandra's face. Sandra 
gurgled as piss sprayed around her face, past her 
cheeks. Her cunt contracted again about Kevin's 
squirting cock.

"Drink my piss, Sandra!" Wilma urged in a thick voice. 
"Open your little cock-sucking mouth and let me piss in 
it."

Sandra parted her lips slightly, feeling and tasting 
the hot piss spurt past her teeth. And again her cunt 
convulsed in a searing, consuming, orgasm. The orgasm 
was so powerful her small body shook violently. Hardly 
knowing what she was doing, Sandra parted her mouth 
wide and tasted Wilma's steaming piss on her tongue. 
She swallowed, and then came again.

"You're a hot little piece of ass, Sandra," Wilma said.

They were sitting in a circle, facing each other. 
Sandra's legs were parted, her lovely pussy on display. 
Kevin, his cock almost raw from fucking and being 
sucked, sat with his legs crossed, his cock resting on 
his ankle.

"Kevin fucked me in my cunt," Sandra giggled.

"Maybe he was too excited," Wilma smiled.

"I was gonna wait a while, but I'm glad it happened 
now," Sandra laughed. "It really felt good. Once his 
cock was up my cunt, I loved it."

"Of course you did," Wilma said. "With your hot ass, 
you'd love anything. I know."

"I know, too," Sandra giggled.

"What really turned you on, though," Wilma said, "was 
when I pissed in your face."

"Mmmmmmm, yes, it did!" Sandra fondled her small, hard 
tits. "I didn't know it would make me so hot, either."

"Oh, come on, baby," Wilma teased. "You can't tell me 
you never been pissed on that way."

Sandra shook her head. "But I haven't, Wilma. That was 
the first time, really. Oh, I've pissed in my hand and 
washed my face before, but it's the first time I've let 
someone piss in my face. And, it's the first time I've 
had a cock in my cunt, too."

"Is it gonna be the last time?" Kevin asked.

"Ohhhh, no!" Sandra squealed. "I'm just gonna have 
trouble about where to fuck, now -- in my asshole or my 
cunt!"

"I doubt that," Wilma replied. "Just take it where it 
goes, that's all."

Sandra dropped her hands from her tits. She parted her 
legs and pulled the succulent lips of her hairless cunt 
open. Her tiny clit lifted.

"I feel like I might have to piss," she giggled.

Wilma and Kevin stared at the sugary cunt.

"You can't go to the bathroom," Wilma said in a 
whispery voice. "You have to piss here in front of us."

"Would you like that?" Sandra asked. "Do you like to 
watch people piss, too?"

"I sure do," Wilma murmured.

"Show us," Kevin said, his voice showing excitement. 
"Let us watch you piss, Sandra."

"But I wanna see you piss, too, Kevin," Sandra said.

"I will," he replied, "but let us see you first."

"Okay," Sandra giggled. She lifted herself to her 
knees, spreading them wide. She held the lips of her 
sugary pink cunt wide apart. She was still giggling, as 
she began to piss.

"Ooooh, beautiful," Wilma hissed, her eyes big and 
bright. "That's beautiful, Sandra."

Slipping her hand, palm up, into the stream of the hot 
piss, Wilma cried out softly. Piss splashed over her 
hand as she lifted it, cupping Sandra's little pussy. 
Sandra arched her hips forward, peering down.

"So hot," Wilma whispered. "It feels so very hot."

"Taste it," Sandra urged.

Wilma cupped her palm then brought it to her lips. Her 
tongue dipped into the hot piss, lapping it up the way 
a dog would drink from a bowl. She pressed her palm to 
her lips, then shoved her other hand to Sandra's 
pissing cunt. She began to let one hand fill as she 
licked at the other. Kevin grunted as he watched, 
taking hold of his cock. It was growing again.


CHAPTER 7
---------

The moment Wilma woke up, her mind flooded with erotic 
hungers, perverse hungers. And she had the means to 
satisfy those hungers.

She was finding that she was not only erotic of mind 
and body, but enjoyed and craved the more bizarre and 
perverse pleasures of the flesh.

She bathed and dressed while her son continued to 
sleep. She brushed her hair until it gleamed. She even 
went so far as to shampoo the thick hair of her cunt, 
giggling at her naughtiness.

Returning to the bed, wearing panties and bra, she 
looked down at her sleeping son. Her bra exposed her 
nipples, and they turned hard as she looked at Kevin. 
Her panties were a normal bikini type, but a size too 
small for her. They slipped between the split of her 
ass, showing the creamy swells. The crotch pulled up 
into her cunt, and her cunt lips spread outside it.

Kevin slept on his back, his cock standing straight up 
in sleep. His precious young balls looked full again. 
He came so much, she thought, looking down on him. His 
balls were so young, yet held much come juice. And his 
cock, not yet as long and thick as a man's, excited her 
more than any cock in the world. She wanted to wrap her 
lips about it, suck it and see if she could make him 
come off in her mouth before he woke up, but she 
resisted the temptation.

She went to the kitchen to prepare his breakfast. She 
had been in there only a short time when Kevin came in, 
rubbing at his sleepy eyes.

"Good morning," she said, noticing his cock had 
deflated. "You didn't piss yet, did you?"

Kevin grinned at her. "I wouldn't dare, Mother. I never 
know when you might want it."

"Wonderful," Wilma chuckled. "Eat your breakfast, then 
we'll see if we can come up with something. When you 
have to piss, you have to piss, and we don't want you 
to suffer."

Kevin ate hungrily, washing his food down with two tall 
glasses of ice-cold milk. Wilma took him by his hand. 
They walked to the bathroom, where Wilma went to her 
knees and fondled his cock and balls. Turning him 
around, she stroked his ass, kissing it, darting her 
tongue about the young, firm cheeks. She sat on the 
floor of the bathroom, resting her head on the toilet. 
She pulled her son back until she had his ass in her 
face. Reaching in front of him, she grasped his cock, 
and at the same time she began to lick into his 
asshole.

Kevin gazed down at his mother's long thighs, seeing 
the hair and the pink lips of her cunt on either side 
of the very tight panties.

"You better be careful, Mother," he said. "You'll be 
sucking the shit out of me."

"Mmmmm," Wilma whimpered, lapping along his asshole. "I 
wouldn't mind that," she said. "I don't think so, 
anyway."

Kevin turned to face her, his cock half-hard. Wilma 
leaned her head back on the toilet; her face turned up 
to him. She stared at his cock with hungry eyes.

"Kevin, you've got to piss in my face. You've got to 
use my face as the toilet."

He grinned as he looked down at her. "You're really 
turned on by piss, aren't you, Mother?"

"Do you mind?" she whispered, stroking his thighs, his 
hips, but gazing at his cock all the time. "Do you care 
if I am, honey?"

"I think it's fun, Mother."

She brought her hand to his prick; holding it at the 
base. She moved it up and down. "You'll do it for me, 
won't you? I mean, use Mother's face for your toilet?"

"Whatever you want, Mother," he replied. "I sort of 
like it, too."

"Sort of?" she asked softly. "Just sort of?"

"It turns me on, too," he admitted.

"Then piss in my face!" she groaned.

Kevin shoved his hips forward, his feet on each side of 
his mother's body. Wilma held her son's cock, aiming it 
into her face.

"Now, honey!" she urged hoarsely. "Piss in Mother's 
face now! Please, oh please!"

Kevin didn't have to strain very hard.

The golden piss squirted from his cock. He watched it 
splash into his mother's beautiful face. Wilma groaned 
with pleasure as the hot piss sprayed about her nose, 
her cheeks. She moved his cock, and the piss tingled on 
her closed lips. She began to purr and writhe her ass 
on the tile of the bathroom floor.

The hot piss ran about her neck and shoulders, but she 
kept the force of it in her face, mostly on her lips. 
She had closed her eyes, savoring the perverse ecstasy. 
Her cunt tingled and swelled; the crotch of the panties 
drawn tightly into the slit. Her cunt started to tingle 
and become knotted. She parted her lips slightly, 
feeling her son's piss seep past her teeth. Her tongue 
tasted it, and she moaned louder. Slowly, she began to 
open her lips.

Kevin watched, his face eager, excitement growing 
inside his young body.

Wilma's lips opened wider, her teeth parting. The 
stream of piss flowed into her mouth. A soft sob 
bubbled from her contracted throat as her cunt erupted 
into orgasm. Her lips opened wider and finally her 
mouth opened as wide as possible. She clung to his 
cock, making sure he pissed into her mouth. She moved 
her tongue, taking the piss on the flat surface of it 
then moved his cock slightly. The hot stream gushed 
into her mouth, into her throat.

Wilma began to swallow.

Her cunt clenched as an overwhelming orgasm shot 
through it. She cried out, pulling at her son's cock, 
bringing it downward to her mouth. She held his cock a 
few inches from her mouth, drinking his piss. But as a 
third orgasm boiled through her cunt, she pulled the 
head of her son's cock between her lips. Kevin stopped 
pissing for a moment, then started once again.

Wilma held her lips just past his piss hole, sucking at 
his piss, her tongue resting lightly upon it. The hot 
piss gushed past her tongue, into her mouth, and down 
her throat.

By the time Kevin had finished pissing, his mother was 
twisting her ass on the floor of the bathroom, coming 
in tight waves of multi-orgasms. She held her tits now, 
still sucking at the head of her son's cock. Her tongue 
flicked about the sensitive piss hole, and Kevin 
understood she wanted to suck him off. He leaned 
forward, bracing himself on the water tank above his 
mother's head. 

He watched her lips sucking on his cock, and he felt 
the urge to fuck her. Wilma cupped his ass, pulling him 
forward to take his cock deep into her mouth, his balls 
pressing against her chin. His cock swelled, became 
hard inside his mother's lips. Soon, he had a hard-on 
that was strong and powerful.

Kevin held himself rigid, staring down at his mother's 
lips around his cock. Her mouth was so wet and hot and 
she sucked so strongly, his balls drew up. Wilma purred 
like a well-contented kitten, her eyes closed and her 
expression dreamy.

"Oooooh, Mother!" Kevin gasped.

"That feels so fucking good! I love it when you suck my 
cock, Mother!"

"Mmmmm," she replied. "I know you do, baby, and so do 
I. I love to suck on your sweet cock." She slipped a 
hand to his balls, curling her fingers around them.

"Your balls feel so full, Kevin. Do you have a big, 
wonderful, sweet load in them? A nice, thick, hot load 
of come juice for Mother?"

"A real big load, Mother," he breathed, running the 
seeping head of his cock back and forth against her 
lips.

"Fuck me, honey," she moaned softly. "Fuck Mother in 
the mouth! Oh, yes, fuck Mother in the cock-sucking 
mouth, Kevin! Fuck my mouth as if it was my cunt! Make 
your precious balls bang on my fucking chin!"

Kevin ran his cock into his mother's mouth. Wilma 
mewled with delight as it burst between her lips and 
across her tongue, pressing at her throat. While she 
held her lips as tight as she could, Kevin fucked her 
mouth. Her eyes closed in rapture. She clung to his 
naked ass as he fucked into her mouth, feeling his 
hairless balls beat upon her chin. 

The taste of his hot cock plunging into her mouth sent 
Wilma's cunt into a steamy, quivering palpitation. Her 
clit rose into quivering hardness. She opened and 
closed her legs, screaming with delight, and she let 
her son's cock slide across her tongue, almost into her 
throat.

"Suck it, suck it!" Kevin urged fiercely, pounding his 
cock deep into his mother's mouth.

"Suck my cock with your hungry mouth, Mother! Use your 
fucking tongue... lick and suck and... ahhhh, it feels 
so good!"

Without warning, Kevin jerked his cock from her mouth.

Wilma whined with disappointment as she saw him grip it 
hard, jerking his fist back and forth. But Kevin wasn't 
going to jack off. He shoved backward, went to his 
knees, and thrust his cock into her boiling cunt.

"Ahhhhhh!" Wilma gasped, arching her wet pussy up to 
meet the lunge of his hard cock.

"Oh, yes, baby! Fuck me... fuck Mother's hot cunt! Oh, 
give me your cock, Kevin! Fuck my hot cunt deep! 
Ooooooh, yes, yes! Pound the piss out of Mother's wet 
pussy!"

Kevin plunged his cock fast and hard into his mother's 
hairy cunt. He beat and rammed and thrust, bruising the 
hairy lips with his abuse. But Wilma didn't care. She 
thrust her crotch into him, her fingers pulling at the 
thick strands of pussy hair, holding her cunt open, 
hypnotized by way her clit scraped along Kevin's cock-
shaft. His balls banged at the cheeks of her ass. 

Wilma rushed her hands down and behind, clutching the 
creamy cheeks, pulling them wide open, his balls now 
banged against the burning pucker of her asshole. A 
shiver of intense ecstasy rippled up and down her 
smooth, slender body.

"Fuck me hard!" she screamed, feeling an orgasm 
swelling in her lower stomach. "Fuck -- fuck me hard!"

Kevin was fucking as fast as he could. He couldn't fuck 
any harder or faster.

A scream came tumbling from his mother's throat, a 
scream of pure ecstasy. At the same time, her cunt 
gripped his cock as the orgasm sent searing, sweet fire 
throughout her greedy cunt. The waves of his mother's 
orgasm flooded about his prick, squeezing tightly, 
sucking, and milking. The sensations were devastating. 
Kevin knew he could not take much more. He was getting 
very close to coming.

Gritting his teeth, he pulled his cock free of her 
gripping, squeezing cunt. Wilma hardly knew it was out. 
She was coming insanely, squealing mindlessly. Kevin 
lowered his cock. His mother was still gripping the 
cheeks of her ass, holding them wide apart. The head of 
his throbbing hard cock pressed at the ring of her 
asshole. He lunged.

Wilma screamed.

His cock slithered into her searing asshole with one 
strong thrust, all the way to his balls. Her hairy, 
wet, still-climaxing cunt smashed at his lower stomach. 
He felt his mother's asshole closing hungrily on him. 
He began to fuck her asshole as violently as he had 
fucked her cunt. The friction sent tremors racing up 
and down his spine.

"Yes!" Wilma screamed. "Oh, God! Yes, yes!" Her hips 
lifted, and Kevin plunged with frantic effort into his 
mother's extremely tight asshole. Wilma felt her 
asshole expand and hold his cock like a tight rubber 
band.

"Up my ass!" she yelled, her orgasms still steaming 
through her body. Even her tits, her nipples, felt on 
fire.

"Up my fucking asshole! Ram your hard cock deep up my 
hot ass! Ooo! Kevin, fuck my ass! Fuck it... fuck that 
asshole!"

Kevin grunted in a combination of frustration and 
ecstasy. He was holding his discharge back, his balls 
tingling with an aching pain. He thrust his cock as 
deep as he could, feeling the walls of his mother's 
asshole close around it.

"You're making me come so hard!" Wilma shrieked. "I'm 
coming and coming! Ohhhh, baby, one after the other! I 
can't stop coming! I don't want to stop coming! Fuck 
me... fuck me anyplace! Oooooh, your cock -- so hard, 
so sweet, so fucking long!"

She began to claw at her hairy cunt, fingers rubbing 
harshly at her throbbing clit. She twisted it with a 
thumb and forefinger, screeching with ecstasy. She 
managed to ram a finger into her contracting cunt, 
feeling her son beat upon her hand, driving it back and 
forth as his cock filled her hot asshole.

But again Kevin yanked his cock from her body.

"Nooooo!" Wilma bellowed. "Fuck me! Don't take it out 
of me, Kevin! Fuck me, damn it!"

But Kevin was sliding his cock upright again, his 
thighs moving along her waist, his cock jerking, 
flinging silvery strands of come-juice across her firm, 
thrusting tits. As his cock came close to her mouth, 
Wilma gobbled it between her lips hungrily, moaning as 
her cunt continued to convulse. She sucked furiously at 
his cock, her tongue swirling about the smooth, swollen 
prick-head. The odor and taste of shit was in her 
mouth, but Wilma was out of her mind with passion and 
didn't care.

"Suck! Suck!" Kevin shouted, bumping his ass to and 
fro, fucking his mother's mouth as she sucked in a 
frenzy at his cock. "Suck it out, Mother! Suck my come 
juice out... eat my come juice! Drink my come juice out 
of my fucking balls!"

"Mmmmmm!"

He fucked frantically, his balls beating upon his 
mother's chin. His cock ran swiftly in and out of her 
lips, but Wilma managed to suck even as he fucked her 
mouth. She became even more desperate for his thick, 
creamy come juice. Her cunt was still bursting with 
those ecstatic orgasms, and even her asshole felt as it 
were in orgasm.

His cock slipped out of his mother's lips as he jerked 
it back. The gush of hot come juice spurted into his 
mother's face. She cried out, opening her lips wide and 
grabbing the head of his cock before the next squirt 
boiled out. She tasted it burning across her tongue, 
and she began to suck in frenzy, her throat working to 
swallow. Her hips twisted as her cunt exploded into a 
final orgasm.

His balls drained, Kevin pulled his cock from his 
mother's mouth, his legs wobbling. Wilma wiped the come 
juice from her face.

"Was that a three-way fuck, honey?" she whispered. "I 
got fucked in the cunt, up the ass, and in my mouth. If 
that's what they call a three-way fuck, I'm for it!"


CHAPTER 8
---------

Sandra froze, her mouth dropping open.

Sandra moved toward the bathroom to take her shower. 
The bathroom door was ajar, and she had already burst 
inside before she saw her father standing at the sink, 
shaving. 

At first her father Darrel didn't realize he had 
company. Having just finished his own shower, busily 
scraping the day's whiskers off his lean face, he stood 
totally nude at the bathroom sink. Sandra's wide blue 
eyes took in his tanned, muscular body at a glance, 
fastening immediately at his hairy crotch.

Her father had a cock that made her eyes go even wider. 
It was huge! Dangling loosely from its thick nest of 
dark curls, it hung tantalizingly over the biggest 
balls she'd ever seen. All veined and fat and 
mushrooming into a big smooth knob that looked so 
enormous it made her jaws ache with sympathetic 
reaction, it was such an unexpected sight that she 
gasped.

Darrel heard that gasp and his lathered face jerked 
around.

"Wha... Sandra!"

For an instant they both stood like that, each of them 
too startled to move.

Then, quickly forcing a pretense that nothing in the 
least unusual had happened, Sandra strode lightly 
forward. "Oh, hi, Dad. I didn't know you were still in 
here. I just came in to shower before supper, if that's 
all right with you."

Taken by complete surprise, Darrel didn't know how to 
react. His first frantic impulse was to cover himself, 
but there were no towels handy and Sandra's casual 
attitude stopped him cold. He managed a weak grin.

"Sure, sure, hon. I was just about finished anyway. 
Just as soon as I'm done..."

But it was too late. Before he could even complete the 
sentence, Sandra was unashamedly peeling out of her 
top.

Like all her friends, she had yet to wear a bra. 
Darrel's jaw dropped when his daughter's tits popped 
into view, their ripe cones jutting out as she arched 
to pull the top over her head and off.

Aware of his blank stare, Sandra felt her nipples 
harden and puff out in response.

"Hon," his voice croaked as she reached for the zipper 
of her skirt. "Don't you think you could at least wait 
until I'm done here? It won't take a minute, and, 
well..."

"Oh, that's all right, Dad." Ignoring his weak protest 
as if stripping in front of her father was something 
she did every day, Sandra wiggled out of her skirt and 
grasped her panties. "I don't mind if you don't. 
Besides, Mom told me to hurry. It's okay, isn't it?"

Darrel didn't answer. He couldn't. Her actions were so 
normal and carefree that he felt a twinge of guilt at 
his own embarrassment, and a second twinge at the way 
his eyes fell across his daughter's supple body and 
drifted to her crotch.

At last, in a sound almost like a croak, he muttered, 
"I... uh, sure. Sure, hon. of course its all ri..." His 
voice cut off with a choked gasp.

It had been exactly the moment Sandra had waited for. 
With one swift jerk she tore the panties down, then 
stepped out of them entirely.

The sudden sight of her bald cunt made Darrel's breath 
hiss in. It was the first time he'd seen his daughter's 
pussy in all its full flowered womanhood, and the 
spectacle abruptly made his balls hurt. His throat went 
dry, and for an instant he got one enticing look at 
Sandra's mound and drooping little cuntlips flared 
beneath it.

Then she was heading for the shower, pretending not to 
notice his stare. Turning the spray on full blast, she 
stepped in.

"Ahhh, that really feels good!"

Sighing luxuriously under the cool tingling blast of 
water, she stretched to let it stream over her firm 
bare tits and cascade down towards her heated pussy. 
Fully aware that her father was watching her every 
move, she felt it itch and melt worse than ever.

"Sandra, don't you think you ought to close the 
curtain?" Darrel's words came out strained, without 
authority despite his fatherly intentions.

Almost laughing with pleasure at the veiled expression 
of lust spreading over his face, Sandra smiled. "I like 
to shower this way. Besides, who's going to see me in 
here, Dad?"

Her father had the perfect answer to that, but it 
didn't come out. He could only watch as she picked up a 
bar of soap and leisurely began to glide it over her 
wet body, rubbing her tits into a rich lather. 
Mesmerized, he looked on as the soap massaged its way 
over those precious bobbling jugs until they were slick 
with suds, their big rounded nipples peeking erect 
under the white layer.

Standing there nude, Darrel felt his cock twitch and 
tug into erection. It was a natural response to the 
spectacle of the glistening wet woman who flaunted her 
body before him but it also made a surge of fresh guilt 
tear at the knotted lust that tightened in his stomach.

"Well, since you're in a hurry I'd better get out of 
the way. I was finished shaving, anyhow."

He started to wrench away from that scene, but Sandra's 
voice stopped. "You don't have to leave, Dad. Besides, 
I need someone to scrub my back. Would you mind?" She 
held the bar of soap out in an innocent offer, hiding a 
smile of anticipation at the sight of her father's 
swelling prick.

He swallowed hard, unable to withstand that temptation. 
"I... uh, I guess I could, at that. Here, let me give 
you a hand."

Knowing it was a mistake Darrel took the soap. Sandra 
turned her back to him in a breezy motion, creaming and 
tingling harder than before at her father's nearness.

"Okay, Dad. And be sure to do a thorough job because I 
don't get many chances to have my own personal back 
scrubber! Ohhh, that's it, goo-o-ood..."

She gave a small sighing groan as he began to glide the 
slippery bar across her back, his fingertips brushing 
soft wet skin.

It was the first time Darrel had ever thought of his 
daughter as a woman, and the result was as abrupt as it 
was unexpected. His cock soared up and out, quivering 
to full rigid attention in a way that would've been 
humiliating if Sandra had been in a position to see it. 

As if hypnotized, he watched his fingers slide in 
circular motions along her tender flesh, turning him on 
even more. He wanted to stop and get the hell out of 
the bathroom before things went too far, but at the 
same time he didn't want her to catch a glimpse of the 
effect she was having.

So, caught in a confusing turmoil of emotions, he stood 
there and continued to scrub. "How does that feel, hon? 
Enjoying yourself?"

"Ummm, yes," Sandra cooed, creaming wickedly as her 
father's soapy fingertips trailed along her back in 
wide, sweeping loops. "You're doing such a good job I 
just might hire you as my permanent back scrubber! How 
does that sound, Dad?"

Darrel sucked in a breath as he surveyed her jutting 
ass, all slick and gleaming and thrusting out for 
attention almost as if she were purposely taunting him. 
With a voice that came out like a croak he replied, 
"That sounds just fine. Just fine."

The offer was too good to pass up. Without thinking, he 
let the bar slip down across those lush rounded ass 
globes, making a foamy path across their pliant 
firmness and dipping into the taut cleavage there.

Sandra gasped. The soap pushed between her ass-cheeks 
like a big probing cock, prying them apart and wedging 
itself in the crevice of her tight pink ass. If she 
hadn't been horny already that intimate touch would 
have done the job. She wiggled, breathing out a small 
laugh.

"Oh, Dad, that tickles! But it feels nice. Don't stop. 
Wow, you really are being thorough!"

Her hips arched slightly and Darrel found himself 
riding the soap up and down his daughter's asscrack 
with long loving strokes that gave him the whole view 
of that moist puckered entrance as it frothed in a fine 
film of suds.

His cock jerked up, throbbing, and he gave a hoarse 
chuckle as his fingertips eased over that scrumptious 
tight asshole, feeling its silky texture beneath his 
touch. "It never hurts to do a job right, honey. And 
now that you've got me going, I intend to be just as 
thorough as I can. That's what you wanted, isn't it?"

Even as he spoke, the soap bar slithered between 
Sandra's thighs and began to massage her tender bloated 
cuntlips from behind.

She groaned and hunched a bit as the big wet intruder 
nudged between her drenched pussy lips, flaring them 
open and sliding its fat edge along her clit. Naturally 
Darrel's hand followed suit, and the feel of his 
fingers tangling in her soaked cunt had Sandra 
shuddering in tremors of sheer pleasure.

"Ohhh -- oh that feels nice, rub me there, Dad, rub me 
-- ooooh!" She thrashed and Darrel rubbed the soap 
against his daughter's cunt even faster.

By this time the last pretense of fatherly attitude had 
faded away. Darrel's prick lurched as a torrent of hot 
pussy juice drenched his hand. "You like being rubbed, 
don't you baby? Well, never let it be said I didn't 
give my daughter everything she wanted! Here, maybe I 
can do a better job if I get a little closer."

Abruptly he stepped inside the shower. His stiff, 
wagging cock speared against Sandra's ass as the soap 
shoved deeper into her cunt, grinding Darrel's fingers 
against her plumped pussy lips.

She gasped afresh, gyrating down on the probing bar and 
arching against her father's stiff cock at the same 
time.

"Is this more like it?"

Darrel's voice was gritty as his prick soared up, 
pulsing against her smooth, sopping skin. Water rushed 
over his swollen prick shaft making it bob and weave 
with tantalizing awareness as he worked the soap 
against his daughter's frothing pussy slit, sliding it 
along her hot crevice with only the barest pretext of 
doing the job he'd begun.

"Uhhh... oh yes, yes that's good..." she purred, 
gushing creamy delight and writhing her soaked pussy 
down on the soap with increasing fervor. "Faster Dad, 
rub me faster... that, that's it! Yes, yesss!"

Her voice rose to an ecstatic squeal as he expertly 
kneaded her resilient cunt flesh, feeling its hot, 
syrupy juice flowing over his fingers as the soap 
pushed deep between her pussy lips and reamed them 
apart with cock-like strokes.

"Jesus," he grunted, unable to pretend any longer. "I 
can't stand this another minute! Baby, we can't..."

He tried in a last desperate burst of guilt to pull 
away, but Sandra had no intention of stopping now. 
Sensing her father's fearful withdrawal she swept 
around to face him, one hand sliding up, to entangle 
her fingers in his hair as her other hand slipped down 
and grasped his swollen prick. Darrel jerked as if he'd 
been stung, but he couldn't make himself pull away. The 
soft hungry caress of his daughter's fingers around his 
aching prick was too good to ignore, and a sound like a 
moan rose in his throat.

"Don't stop, Dad!" Sandra gasped out a breathless 
tremor as she tugged her father's prick, actually 
seeing it hard for the first time. It was so big! 
Almost frightening in its hugeness! "You... you were 
just getting me going! You're not going to stop without 
finishing the job, are you?"

"Oh Jesus Christ..." Darrel gave a groaning growl of 
delicious agony as his cock was pumped in her warm wet 
hand, Sandra's soaked cunt mound now hovering before it 
with a willingness that was far from daughterly. "You 
don't understand, baby. If I stay here another second 
I'm going to -- I'm going -- oh God..."

His argument wilted to a groan as a sexy smile 
flickered, across Sandra's face. She leaned back 
against the shower wall and spread her legs wide, 
propping one foot on the bathtub edge and letting her 
thighs glide open to display the entire slippery gash 
of her cunt to his rapt gaze.

"I know what you want to do, Dad. And that's just the 
kind of rubbing I like best. Besides, you don't want to 
go down to supper with your cock like that, do you? 
What would Mom say? I can fix it. Come here, Dad."

Her hand pulled on his cock and helplessly Darrel found 
himself drawn forward. His engorged cockhead was rowed 
for that inviting pink pussy. Almost as if in a dream 
he saw his prick slide smoothly between the lips of her 
wet cuntmouth and vanish inside it.

"Aaahhhmm!"

Sandra moaned as her cunt was filled with her father's 
stiff, quivering prick. His cock slid deep into her 
rubbery pussy, shoving its way between the soft, 
slippery folds of her cunthole until half its 
incredible length was buried deep in her belly. If 
someone could watch this he could say that a giant 
fucked a doll.

"Ahhh, honey, that's... uhhhh..."

Darrel couldn't stop it from happening. The first push 
of his prick into that wonderful cunt felt too good, 
and he pushed harder. Her tight pussy wrapped around 
his meat like a glove, closing over it in a vise that 
couldn't be broken. No longer Sandra's dad but a horny, 
lust-filled man is cock sheathed in one of the sweetest 
pussies he'd ever known, Darrel began to pump.

Sandra flailed delightedly in blissful approval.

"Yes!" she wailed as his prick began to slide in and 
out, picking up speed. "Fuck me, Dad! Fuck me with your 
big cock! It's so huge; it's going right through, me! 
Ohhh, I can feel it all the way up in my tummy! Yes, 
yessss!"

She squealed, clinging frantically to his slick body 
and writhing against the wet shower wall as he hammered 
his cock home with increasing friction.

"Ahhh, baby," Darrel groaned, clutching her taut, 
pliant ass as his cock reamed out the tightest, 
snuggest cunt he'd ever fucked. "Baby, baby, sweet 
fucking baby..."

The fact that the pussy squeezing on his pounding cock 
belonged to his daughter no longer mattered. Nothing 
mattered but the velvet vise that gripped every inch of 
his cock... in an unbreakable rhythm, milking at it for 
the load of cum that had built up in his balls. Her 
delicate pussy lips sucked along his cockbase, her 
blonde, downy cunt fur mingling with his thick curly 
nest as she whimpered and hunched in an orgy of 
sensations, taking every thrust and arching forward for 
more.

"Give it to me!" she cried, Curlying and twisting like 
an eel under the spray. "Give me all your cock! Oh Dad, 
fuck me hard, fuck my pussy till I scream! Make me 
come, make me come on your fucking cock! Ahhhhhh!"

Amazed at her insatiable cries but caught up in one of 
the best fuckings he ever had, Darrel began to fuck his 
prick to her in earnest. "You'll get it all right, 
baby. Take it! Oh Christ, your pussy's so sweet -- take 
it, cunt! Take it!"

With those words he slammed his cock deeper than ever, 
making Sandra's tits bounce wildly as she crashed 
against the wall with each furious thrust. But instead 
of sobbing in pain she hunched for more, plunging onto 
his shaft as if the two of them had fucked in the 
shower a thousand times.

Vaguely Darrel realized his daughter was a little more 
experienced than he'd ever suspected, but at the moment 
that realization was swept aside in the sensation of 
having his cock crammed up her sopping, sucking cunt. 
With each back thrust of his hips Sandra surged 
forward, her pussy screwed tight to his prick, fastened 
slurpily to it as its thickness squished wetly around 
in her hot, dripping cunthole, fucking her to orgasm.

"Commming!" she shrieked, her attractive face wrenched 
in bliss as she plunged even harder. "I'm coming, oh 
stick me Dad, stick it in me all the way! Come in my 
pussy -- oh it's happening -- I'm... cooommmmminngg!"

With a shrill wail she went wild, plummeting onto her 
father's cock with a frenzy that made him grunt.

Darrel's prick drilled in to its hilt up the spasming 
girl's cunt and his load of jism exploded on cue.

"Uhhhh!"

"Gaaaanhhh!"

Sandra had never before experienced anything like the 
blast of jizz that tore into her cunt then, flooding it 
to the brim. She climaxed on an endless chain of 
release, flopping on his prick in delirious ecstasy as 
his cock spurted time and again.

Their mutual orgasm seemed to last forever. Load after 
load of Darrel's cream soared up his daughter's pussy 
and she soaked it all up. When his drained cock finally 
slipped from the sopping clutch of her pussy, she 
groaned.

"Ohhhh, that was so fucking good! I love your cock, 
Dad. It's so big and long and... and so full!" Her 
fingers dipped down, entangling in her muff and cupping 
the drool of cum that oozed from her.

"Sandra, I..." Darrel stared in fascination, slowly 
realizing what he'd done. But the realization didn't 
stop his lips from twitching in a lustful smile as his 
daughter smiled back, sexy and sated.

"What a backrub! If only I could get rubbed like that 
every time I took a shower..."

With her fingers gliding stickily across her pussy, she 
watched as her father hastily stepped from the stall 
and reached for, his towel. But she'd seep the look on 
Darrel's face.

And now she knew without a doubt that her dad liked 
that kind of rubbing too. He'd be back -- and maybe 
they wouldn't even have to wait for her next shower!


CHAPTER 9
---------

Wilma went to the bathroom and ran the tub full of hot 
water. She sprinkled in scented oils, and then 
undressed.

Kevin came in to watch her, his eyes glowing.

"I've wanted to watch you take a bath for a longtime, 
Mom!" he said. "I would jack off thinking about you, 
naked to you know."

She smiled at him, pleased. "You don't have to do that 
anymore."

She stood naked, her tits arching out with hard 
nipples. She looked at the front of his pants.

She turned to the tub, leaning over to shut off the 
valves. She felt her son's hands on her ass cheeks, 
moving over her creamy globes. She looked over her 
shoulder at him, her eyes hot again. She arched her ass 
against his cock, wiggling it lewdly.

She playfully pushed him away as she stood upright 
again. She sat on the toilet, excited to have her son 
with her as she pissed. It was such an intimate, 
personal act, and it was thrilling to have him watch 
her.

She began to piss, and Kevin stood close to her, 
feeling her tits as she sat there. Then he leaned down 
and sucked a nipple into his mouth, chewing lightly as 
his hands moved over her hips and thighs.

When her son pressed his hand between her legs, Wilma 
could not believe he was taking the initiative. She had 
wanted this, wanted to try it because it sounded 
exciting, but she had thought she would have to lead up 
to it with her son. Yet, here he was, squatting low, 
still sucking on her tit and sliding his hand between 
her thighs.

Wilma opened her legs. She whimpered when her son 
shoved his hand over her cunt, letting her piss into 
his palm.

"Oooo, what're you doing, Kevin?" she squealed, 
spreading her legs wide.

"You're pissing in my hand, Mom," he laughed as he 
pulled away from her nipple, "It feels kind of good, 
warm and wet."

She shivered, pissing into his hand. When he brought 
his palm up to cup her cunt, it almost made her come 
even though she was still pissing strongly.

Kevin worked a finger into her cunt as she continued to 
piss. As he finger-fucked her, Wilma's pulse raced in 
perverse ecstasy. When she stopped pissing, her son 
rubbed her hairy cunt, and then he stood up. She saw 
that his cock was very hard, pressing against the front 
of his pants. She leaned forward and began to bite 
lightly at it through his clothing.

"Naughty boy," she said, getting up and stepping into 
the tub. "Feeling my cunt while I'm taking a piss. A 
girl just doesn't have any privacy around you, does 
she?"

Kevin sat on the toilet seat and watched his mother 
soap her shapely tits. He rubbed his cock, making his 
mother's eyes glow with hungry desire. Kevin dropped 
his pants, his cock arching toward her face.

"Mmmmmm, bring that to Mother!" she murmured, leaning 
forward. "Mother just loves a hard cock in her mouth, 
Kevin! Ooooh, you should fuck my mouth, Kevin. Mother's 
hot, wet mouth is as good as her hot hairy cunt you 
know."

Kevin stroked his mother's cheeks as she pressed her 
lips to his prick. Wilma's mind reeled in erotic 
pleasure again. If there was one thing she loved better 
than feeling a throbbing hard prick inside her cunt, it 
was taking a lovely, hot hard-on into her mouth.

Kevin looked down as his cock slipped into his mother's 
mouth, watching her lips stretch, her mouth filling 
until his pubic hair was again at her lips. Wilma 
moaned and ran her hands around his hips to clutch the 
cheeks of his ass. As he began to fuck her mouth 
slowly, Wilma's cunt began to bubble under the surface 
of the scented bath water.

The way he fucked her mouth slowly excited her. It gave 
her time to use her tongue to lick at his sweet 
hardness, to taste the seeping juices that came from 
his piss hole. She dug her fingers into the crack of 
his ass, finding his asshole. She rubbed it as her son 
fucked her mouth. She felt his asshole pucker tightly 
as she exerted pressure upon it. The moan that came 
from him told her it felt good to him.

Kevin glided his cock in and out of his mother's mouth, 
watching her with steamy eyes. Her lips were stretched 
around his throbbing thickness, her tongue riding along 
the underside, keeping it pressed to the roof of her 
mouth. His balls swung to and fro in a gentle way, and 
she moved one hand from his ass to hold them tenderly. 
She kept rubbing at his asshole, putting more and more 
pressure on it. And then...

"Oh!" Wilma cried out, pushing her son back.

Kevin laughed.

"Oh, you!" Wilma said, her eyes flashing up at him. 
"What in the fuck... you asshole! You pissed in my 
mouth!"

Her son nodded, grinning down at her.

"How can you piss with a fucking hard-on?" she wanted 
to know.

"I did, didn't I?" he replied.

Wilma's eyes were sparkling and clouded with delight.

"You really pissed in my Goddamn mouth!" She caught his 
cock at the base, looking up at him. "I'm going to suck 
it again, but no more pissing in my mouth, you hear?"

Kevin nodded, grinning from ear to ear.

Wilma took her son's cock back into her mouth, but this 
time she held onto the base, sucking just the head, her 
tongue running over his piss hole. She stared up at him 
with glazed eyes, sucking and licking slowly.

And Kevin pissed again.

Wilma tasted his piss on her tongue. Her eyes flashed 
up at him, and she closed her lips over the head of his 
cock, her tongue on his piss hole, as if trying to 
enter.

Kevin pissed once more.

"Mmmmm!" Wilma moaned, tasting the warm piss as he 
released it into her mouth. She refused to release his 
dick, although he wasn't trying to pull it away. She 
kept her tongue at his piss hole, her lips tight, 
letting him piss in her mouth. "Mmmmmm! Ahmmm!"

She had to swallow it. But she clung to his cock as her 
eyes became glassy in erotic, perverse pleasure. She 
ran her tongue over the tip of his cock again, tasting 
the warm piss.

Wilma's cunt burst into an amazing orgasm. She came so 
hard that her body shook, her tits jiggling as her son 
pissed again into her mouth.

After a moment, she released his cock and looked at it 
as if seeing it for the first time.

"Do it again!" she urged hotly. "I want to see you 
piss."

Kevin let it go.

"Oooh, look at it!" Wilma squealed, aiming the warm 
piss over her tits. "Ahhh, that feels so good! Piss on 
Mother's tits, darling! Oh, I'm coming... because 
you're pissing on my tits!"

She lifted his cock and the stream splashed into her 
face, then down again on her tits, up once more. Her 
cunt was convulsing powerfully, and she was writhing 
her ass on the bottom of the tub.

"Piss on me! Piss on me!" she cried ecstatically, 
watching his cock. "Piss all over me!" She lifted his 
cock to her face again. This time, however, she opened 
her mouth wide, aiming the stream into it. She closed 
her lips on the head of his cock as he continued to 
piss. She began to suck at the smooth head of his 
prick. She swallowed hungrily. The warm piss filled her 
mouth and ran down her throat, and her tongue lapped 
frenziedly over his piss hole as if she were trying to 
stop the flow.

Her cunt bubbled and convulsed time and again, her clit 
almost painfully knotted. She clutched his ass cheeks 
once more and rubbed harder at his asshole. Kevin was 
groaning in pleasure as he pissed into his mother's 
mouth.

Then he was no longer pissing.

Wilma was sucking frantically at his cock now, whining 
softly in perverse ecstasy. Her tongue moved as she 
banged her mouth back and forth. She sucked her son's 
cock with more enthusiasm.

It didn't take Kevin long to come off.

The come juice entered her mouth; spurt after spurt, 
and she devoured it like a demented, starved woman. His 
come juice had not tasted this sweet that first time. 
The thick, white juice ran down her throat, burning as 
it spewed. Her pussy seemed to explode time and again 
as she swallowed his precious come juice.

He slumped to the toilet seat, exhausted. He sat and 
watched her as she finished her bath. She could hardly 
keep her eyes off his amazing young cock.

Standing in the tub, water running from her cunt as if 
she were pissing. Wilma stepped out and took a huge 
towel from the rack.

"Pissing in my mouth!" she murmured softly, looking at 
him with sparkling eyes. "How did you know I'd let you 
piss in my mouth, darling?"

He frowned, but before he could say anything, she said: 
"I loved it! I loved it so much, you've got to piss in 
my mouth again one of these days."

Wilma dropped the towel and started out of the 
bathroom, waggling her naked ass at him. She paused at 
the door and looked back at him.

"But I'm going to get back at you one of these days."

In her bedroom she found a flimsy nightgown, pulling it 
on. Her tall, slender body was easily seen through it, 
and that was the idea. Wilma knew the value of such a 
view. A woman partially dressed was often more erotic 
than a completely naked woman. Her tits rose under it, 
her nipples becoming dark shadows. The triangle of her 
cunt hair was fully visible.

It was late by the time they had dinner, and her son 
was yawning sleepily.

He had had a big day, she thought as she watched him 
shower. He was so tired that he could hardly stand up 
in the stall. She took the soap from him and scrubbed 
his cock and balls, then his ass. She stood up and 
washed his back, turning off the water for him. She had 
him step out of the stall, where she dried him 
thoroughly.

Taking his hand, she led him, to her bedroom and pulled 
the sheets down. As he sprawled out on his back, she 
drew the sheet over his body, seeing the way it molded 
his cock.

Leaning over, she kissed his cheek, cupping his cock 
and balls and squeezing them tenderly.

"Good night, honey!" she murmured. "I'll be in later."

She looked at him before she left the room; seeing that 
he was sound asleep already.


CHAPTER 10
----------

Sandra flushed the toilet, then got up and unlocked the 
bathroom door. She stepped out into the hall and walked 
toward her bedroom. When she got to the doorway, she 
realized that somebody was watching her closely, 
standing only a few feet behind her. It was night and 
quiet for someone to drop in.

"Who's there?" Sandra asked nervously. Sandra got the 
courage to turn around and look for herself.

"Oh!" Sandra cried out in surprise. It was the Curly, 
staring hotly at her. His big, pink tongue was hanging 
sloppily out of the corner of his mouth while he panted 
at her. "Come on, boy," Sandra said, wrapping her right 
hand about the animal's brown leather collar. "Come 
ON!" 

She pulled the Curly into her room.

"Oh God!" Sandra cried as she felt the animal's hot, 
heaving side against her right leg. Her pussy 
contracted in time to the dog's heavy breathing. She 
fought the desire to let the Curly lick her for a few 
seconds. Then a wave of sexual lust swept over her 
pussy. It was too powerful to resist.

"DAMN!" she cried as she reached over and slammed the 
door shut. "Come on, boy. You want some hot pussy? 
Well, I 'm going to serve it up to you," she said as 
she unbuttoned her blouse and shrugged it off her 
shoulders. Meanwhile the dog whined and growled, 
watching her closely.

"Ummmm," Sandra groaned teasingly, unzipping her skirt 
and letting it fall to the floor as she rubbed her 
thighs together. The Curly barked loudly.

"No, don't boy," Sandra warned him as she reached 
forward and stroked his big head. Almost automatically 
he drove his nose against her hot crotch, sticking out 
his tongue and lapping at the big wet spot on the 
crotch of her panties.

"YESSS!" Sandra groaned as she drove her fingers 
between her panties and belly and slid them down to her 
ankles. "Come on, boy. Right over here," Sandra said as 
she sat down and squirmed her bare ass across the 
floor. "LICK MEEE!" Sandra cried as the dog pranced 
between her widely spread legs and started lapping at 
her juicing snatch.

"LICK ME, DOGGIE! OHHH, YESSSS!" There was something 
deliciously wild about the dog's tonguing. "AHHH!" she 
cried as she clenched her fingers tightly into a fist 
and pounded the floor wildly. Sandra thrust her crotch 
up in the air, slamming her swollen cunt lips hard 
against the Curly's cold nose. 

She whipped her hair across her tits as waves of warm, 
wet pleasure tore through her body. She was giving 
herself completely to the Curly's insistent tonguing. 
Sandra felt her nipples swell as the muscles in her 
belly tightened up and quivered.

"RIGHT THERE!" Sandra screamed as the Curly jabbed his 
tongue at her pounding, sensitive clit.

The Curly obviously wasn't too startled by Sandra's 
shrieks. He lapped up and down her moist gash, dipping 
the tip of his long tongue in and raking her throbbing 
clit.

"Uhhh!" Sandra cried as she felt her clit tingle. She 
felt too weak to sit up, and let herself crash to the 
floor. Sandra hunched up her legs and pressed her knees 
against her big tits. The Curly's tongue zeroed in on 
her puckered ass-hole suddenly, making Sandra shudder 
in a feeling mixed with fear and agonizing pleasure.

"Oh, anywhere! Stick that fuckin' tongue anywhere you 
want," she groaned. 

"OHHH!" Sandra looked between her raised, shaking legs 
at the panting animal. His long, thick cock was fully 
unsheathed, glowing a hot red in the brightly lit room. 
"Fuck me, doggie. Fuck me!" Sandra whispered as she 
watched the Curly's cock slide out of its protective, 
furry sheath. 

She guessed that his glistening prick was at least five 
inches long — not all that impressive for a man, but 
long for a dog. Sandra quickly turned over and got on 
her hands and knees, feeling her sensitive nipples 
brush against the floor.

"Now! Mount me like you mount a bitch!" Sandra cried as 
she ground her thighs together again.

The big dog pranced up then stopped suddenly. He 
sniffed at her sucking, quivering gash carefully, and 
then moved his snout up to her puckered, brown shit-
chute.

Suddenly the dog got ready to mount her.

Sandra was filled with a feeling of dread and horror 
for a second. She knew she could get up now and never 
knows how a dog's cock felt between her shuddering 
flaps. What would she think of herself after it was all 
over? 

"Come on, damn you," Sandra cried impatiently, quickly 
putting her hand back between her quivering legs. She 
reached around until she felt the animal's hot jerking 
prick bounce against the back of her wrist.

"Mmmm," Sandra moaned as she wrapped her fingers around 
the Curly's knobby, pointed prick. It felt strangely 
smooth and hot as she pulled it toward her waiting, 
upturned pussy. The dog seemed to know what to do from 
now on. Quickly he plunged forward and shoved his 
pointed prick deep into Sandra's parted, stretched 
pussy.

"Ahhhh!" Sandra cried in unexpected delight. There was 
no pain. There was no feeling of revulsion. She felt 
marvelously filled and stuffed with dog cock as the 
Curly wrapped his big forepaws around her torso.

"OHHHH!" Sandra moaned as the animal hunched and humped 
with increasing frenzy. Sandra was fascinated with her 
own reaction to the animal fucking. She loved the 
feeling of the Curly's muscular belly slamming against 
her back, threatening to push her down to the wooden 
floor. His balls jounced and jangled against the top 
junction of her fat, slippery cunt lips.

"Oh, yessss, baby! Fuck meee! Jam it hard into me! 
FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Sandra cried. She groaned and howled 
as the animal's cock slid easily in and out of her cunt 
with an audible squishing sound. Sandra closed her eyes 
and tried to picture what the two of them must look 
like. The vision flashed across her mind, and it 
excited her even more.

Sandra felt herself growing hotter and hotter as she 
looked between her tits. She watched the Curly's long, 
red cock shaft each time he pulled it out. It glistened 
with her thick cunt cream. His furry balls bobbed and 
swung wildly each time he hunched his powerful thighs 
against her ass-cheeks.

"Awwwhhh!" Sandra screamed as she squeezed her cunt 
muscles, trapping the Curly's cock inside her pussy for 
a few seconds. She heard the dog whine in puzzlement, 
then try hard to pull out his prick. She released the 
pressure for a few seconds, and then squeezed again, 
sucking and tugging at the Curly's hot cock with her 
pussy.

"Oh, now! Now! NOW!" Sandra screamed, feeling her pussy 
beginning to contract and spasm.

Sandra tried to hold herself back. She didn't want to 
reach orgasm that quickly, but she felt her clit 
banging, exploding, sparking and twitching crazily. She 
knew she couldn't control it any more. Sandra wriggled 
her ass desperately now, hoping that he'd take the 
hint. He did. Curly's fucking thrusts quickened. He 
hammered at her cunt crazily, jamming his cock in and 
out of her snatch as he growled, howled, and whimpered 
loudly.

"Oh, Jesus! Now! NOWWW!" Sandra screeched as she felt 
the first of a long, wild series of searing 
contractions rip through her aching cunt.

Sandra backed up against the Curly harder, tightening 
her cunt muscles as best she could. Then she lost 
control of everything. Her pussy was in total control 
now. It milked and pulled at the animal's cock until 
the first wad of hot jizz sprayed into Sandra's wracked 
pussy.

"AIYEEEE!" Sandra screamed as she tossed her head from 
side to side. She beat the floor wildly with her fists, 
almost crashing forward from the lust that swept over 
every square inch of her panting body. She squealed and 
grunted with delight as she felt a hot sticky stream of 
come leak out from between her violated cunt lips and 
ooze down her trembling legs to the floor.

"UNNNHHH!" Sandra cried as she felt the contractions 
grow less and less powerful. Finally the last one swept 
over her sore clit, dying away as she collapsed to the 
floor in exhaustion.

"Good boy. Good boy," Sandra cooed as she ground her 
cunt over the floor. A delicious warm glow spread over 
her body as she felt the Curly lapping at her ass-hole 
and ass-cheeks.

"It won't be too bad, boy. Maybe we can get together 
later.


CHAPTER 11
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She lay in bed next to him, holding onto his cock as if 
it would evaporate if she didn't. Kevin rested his head 
on her shoulder, thumbing one of her rubbery nipples. 
He began asking her questions, questions of the men she 
had fucked, the sizes of their cocks, their balls. 

He wanted to know if she sucked them off, if they 
tasted as good as his cock. He asked if they fucked her 
in the ass. She replied honestly to all his questions, 
saying: "Come juice usually tastes the same no matter 
who the man is. I love it! Maybe that's why it tastes 
the same."

"You know I'll do anything you want, Mom."

"Even if people say it's perverted?"

"Am I perverted?" he asked.

Wilma laughed. "I guess we both are, by other people's 
standards."

"I like being perverted," he said.

"I love it!"

"What can we do that's perverted, Mother?" he asked.

"We're already doing it. You're fucking me, your 
mother, aren't you? And you fucked me in the ass. Some 
people think that's a perversion."

"Is it?"

"Not to me," she said. "What's perversion, anyway? Just 
something people don't agree with... something they 
call abnormal. But what's normal for one isn't 
necessarily normal for another. Hypocrites! Most people 
are hypocrites... assholes."

"Just a couple of perverts, that's what we are," he 
laughed.

"Yes, we are."

"I like it!"
"Do you know mom, my friend Paul has a crush on you"

"What? Amazing! I too sometimes think about him in the 
same way."

"You want to fuck him, Mom?"

Wilma didn't answer with words, but she gave her son a 
lewd wink.

All their talking soon had Kevin's cock bulging. She 
moaned as she closed her lips around his cock, sucking 
him hard and hungrily.

"It might be fun with another boy, honey," she 
whispered up at him, then started sucking his cock 
again.

Wilma made soft, gurgling sounds of pleasure as her 
tongue moved around the sweetness of his smooth prick. 
She lapped at his piss hole, pressing down on his cock 
to make it flare, trying to shove her tongue into it. 
The slippery liquid coated her tongue, sending 
shivering thrills up and down her flesh.

Kevin arched his hips up, trying to drive his cock into 
her mouth. Wilma giggled and refused to let him, 
lapping the head of his prick with her tongue, kissing 
it now and then.

"You're anxious, are you?" she said throatily.

"Suck me, Mom!" he urged in a hot voice. "Come on, suck 
my cock, Mom! Stop teasing me!"

"Mmmm, but I like to tease you!" she whispered with her 
lips against his piss hole. "I just love to tease your 
cock."

"I wanna get sucked off, Mom!"

Wilma gurgled, sliding her tongue along the underside 
of his prick. She reached his balls and lapped at them. 
Scooting her tongue lower, she probed into the crack of 
his ass, and then drew her tongue back, taking his 
balls into her mouth. As she sucked at his balls, she 
jacked on his cock, feeling it throb against her cheek.

She shifted, holding his balls in her mouth. Swinging a 
leg over his face, she twisted bet naked ass. Kevin 
gazed up her smooth thighs, her bushy, wet cunt. He 
grabbed his mother's naked ass and lifted his mouth to 
it, slurping at the slippery, hot lips of her cunt, his 
tongue dipping into her pussy.

Releasing his balls, she lapped along his cock. Her 
lips closed on the dripping piss hole. She squirmed her 
cunt against her son's face, shivering in delight at 
the way he held the creamy cheeks of her ass, his 
fingers brushing against her sensitive asshole, his 
tongue sliding over her clitoris. She twisted her ass, 
grinding her cunt into his face, licking at his prick, 
making soft whimpers of ecstasy.

"Mmmmm, baby, suck Mother's hot cunt," she murmured as 
her lips slid over his wet piss hole. "Suck and lick 
and fuck Mother's wet, hairy pussy, darling. Mother 
will suck your big, beautiful cock... and you're going 
to come gallons in my cocksucking mouth!"

She dived onto his prick, sinking it all the way to her 
throat. Writhing her lips at the base and she pressed 
her tongue against it, then sucked up slowly and very 
strongly. She sucked at his cock as if drawing on a 
straw, making ecstatic sounds. She ran her hands under 
his ass, cupping his tight ass cheeks. She lifted him 
up, and then shoved her lips down at the same time. 
Kevin began to pump up and down, fucking his cock into 
his mother's mouth.

Wilma gurgled and closed her eyes as the pleasure moved 
through her naked body in liquid heat. His tongue raced 
in and out of her cunt as he plunged his prick into her 
mouth.

The heat of his thick cock throbbing against her 
stretching lips sent waves of delight rushing through 
her, causing mild orgasms to tingle about her cunt as 
her son tongued it enthusiastically. He dug his hands 
into his mother's naked, shaking ass, pulling her pussy 
tight against his mouth. Wilma gurgled around his 
plunging cock as she pressed her hairy cunt harder 
against her son's sucking lips and darting tongue.

The series of orgasms increased her hunger for his 
cock, for that thick, sweet come juice. She was 
anticipating it flowing from his piss hole, over her 
tongue, down her throat. She jerked her mouth up and 
down as he rammed his cock up.

A huge, rolling orgasm grew inside her shaking stomach 
as her son began to suck at her clit now. Her naked 
body shook with pleasure. She spread her knees a bit 
and pressed her pussy hard into his face, grinding 
frantically as the orgasm swelled and burned toward her 
heated cunt. She was making throaty sounds of ecstasy 
as his cock ran in and out of her mouth faster and 
faster.

Kevin, she knew was about to come, and she wanted it to 
happen at the same time for them. She sucked in frenzy 
on his throbbing cock, taking it deeper and deeper into 
her throat.

She dug her fingers into his ass, pressing on his 
asshole with her middle finger, just as he was doing to 
her asshole. Then they were finger-fucking each other's 
asshole as they sucked and licked cock and cunt.

Wilma groaned loudly as her orgasm exploded. She 
slammed her cunt hard against her son's face, her 
asshole squeezing at his stabbing finger. She raced her 
lips up and down his cock, trying to bring his bubbling 
come juice spurting into her mouth. But Kevin didn't 
release it. She was clutched in the steamy grip of an 
intense orgasm, and she couldn't get his cock to 
squirt.

As she flicked into his asshole with her finger, 
Wilma's orgasm stopped, but she continued to grind her 
cunt against his face, anticipating another climax.

Instead, she began to piss.

Wilma pissed into her son's mouth.

She heard Kevin wail a protest, but she shoved her cunt 
hard against his mouth, pissing without shame.

She drenched his mouth and face, and her own mouth 
sucked in furious desire at his throbbing cock. While 
she pissed into her son's mouth, his cock began to gush 
volumes of come juice into her hungry mouth. Wilma 
wailed about his prick as she swallowed time and again, 
ecstasy flooding her.

As soon as he finished coming, Kevin pushed his mother 
off. She pulled her finger out of his asshole and 
flopped onto her back, laughing in delight, looking at 
his piss-wet face.

"You pissed in my fucking mouth. Mom," he accused, 
wiping at his face with the sheet. "You pissed in my 
mouth, damn it!"

"Gotcha!" she laughed. "I told you I'd get back at you 
for pissing in my mouth. Serves you right, you 
motherfucker. Piss in my mouth, will you?"

She turned in bed and squirmed on top of his body, 
tucking his cock between her hot thighs and against her 
cunt. She kissed him, not at all minding that his lips 
were wet with her piss.

"I told you I was a perverted woman," she said. "I 
warned you, darling."

"Yeah, you warned me," he grumbled. "I didn't think 
you'd do that, though."

"Serves you right!" she laughed. "Turnabout is fair, 
wouldn't you say?"

He grinned at her, wrapping his arms around her and 
clasping the writhing cheeks of her ass. "Okay! We're 
even. Just warn me next time, Mom."

"You mean you kind of enjoyed that?"

He nodded his head.

"Only warn me next time so I'll know what to expect."

"Okay!" she said, shoving her mouth against his and 
grinding her lips hotly at his, her tongue darting 
mischievously.

She felt his cock swelling again between her thighs.


CHAPTER 12
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Wilma bathed and scented her body in all those 
strategic areas. She pulled on a pair of her sexiest 
bikini panties and a skirt and blouse. Her nipples were 
molded by the tight blouse, which outlined her exciting 
points. She even took greater care in applying a faint 
coat of subdued lipstick and a hint of eye shadow.

And sure enough, Kevin came home with Paul.

She noticed the way the boy glanced at her and it was 
soon obvious that her son had talked with him. For a 
brief moment, Wilma felt little cheap, but the feeling 
was fleeting. She didn't consider it cheap to have such 
strong erotic sexual desires. 

She was not what the men called an easy lay, a 
pincushion, or the neighborhood mattress. She had never 
been that kind of woman. Besides, Paul didn't look at 
her as if she were some ogre, but in a way that showed 
his intense desire for the swelling of her ass, the 
arching of her tits.

Not knowing just what her son had said to the boy, she 
was careful with her words and body position, not 
exposing so much as an inch of thigh past her knees. 
But Paul seemed unable to keep his eyes off her. She 
could actually feel them burn upon her thrusting tits 
and the shape of her ass. It made her feel wickedly 
excited and her cunt was soon throbbing and moist and 
she was anxious to get her hands on his young cock.

Her own eyes strayed to the front of Paul's pants. 
There was no doubt he had a nice looking lump there! 
She was sure his cock was larger than her son's, but 
the size made no difference to Wilma. It was the 
hardness of a cock that counted, as far as she was 
concerned. She licked her lips with a growing 
anticipation as she gazed at the bulge of his pants. 
She was trying to figure out how to initiate her plan 
when her son gave her a helping hand.

She was sitting in her over-stuffed chair, with Paul 
and Kevin on the couch across from her. Without a word, 
Kevin stood up and came to stand beside his mother. He 
leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. From the 
corner of her eyes, Wilma glanced at Paul as her son 
kissed her hard on the mouth. The anticipation was 
strong inside Wilma, making her cunt quiver and her 
tits swell.

It was no time for being subtle. Wilma was far too 
aroused with eager anxiety to be subtle and teasing. 
She knew Paul was ready, that she was ready, and that 
her son was ready.

When she felt her son place his hand upon her swelling 
tit, she moaned loudly against his lips, thrust her 
tongue into his mouth, and writhed her ass around on 
the chair. She placed her hand atop Kevin's and pressed 
it into her spongy tit. With her eyes still glancing at 
Paul, she mewled into her son's mouth as she saw the 
boy's cock swell into beautiful hardness inside his 
pants. His eyes burned back at her and Kevin, hot with 
obvious desire.

With her tongue darting in and out of her son's mouth, 
Wilma began to inch her skirt up her long, slender 
thighs. As she pulled her skirt up, she opened her 
knees, knowing Paul could see between them to the 
shadowy crotch of her lacy panties. She saw his prick 
jerk inside his pants and heard a low gasp come from 
the boy.

Kevin slipped his hand off her tit and dropped it to 
her stomach. Then he shoved his hand under his mother's 
skirt and between her thighs. When he cupped her 
pantied cunt, Wilma whimpered and twisted her ass, 
grinding her cunt into her son's hand.

Either Paul was intensely aroused, or he lacked all 
shyness and inhibitions, Wilma thought. With her tongue 
still inside her son's mouth and her cunt arching and 
grinding into his hand, she saw Paul open his pants and 
pull out his hard cock. She gasped into her son's mouth 
as she looked at his friend's prick. It seemed to be a 
bit larger than Kevin's, but she wasn't sure. Paul's 
cock had a lovely head that was swollen with excited 
smoothness. She lifted her hand toward Paul in a 
gesture of invitation.

The boy got up and, with his cock waving before him, 
moved toward Wilma and her son. When he was close 
enough, Wilma gripped Paul's cock hard in her hot fist. 
She pulled her tongue from Kevin's mouth and her other 
hand went eagerly toward the front of his pants. As her 
son helped her get his cock out, Kevin had to remove 
his hand from her crotch. The hand of precocious young 
Paul immediately replaced it.

Wilma now had two hard, throbbing pricks in her hands, 
and she excitedly squeezed and jacked them. The throb 
that came to her palms from the two cocks sent signals 
of intense, burning desire to her cunt.

Paul was not at all satisfied to feel her pussy through 
her skimpy panties. She gazed down her body, still 
gripping the two hard cocks, and watched as the young 
friend of her son slipped his hand into the crotch of 
her panties, feeling about the thick mass of hair and 
then finding her boiling pussy. A finger delved up 
Wilma's cunt and she tossed her hips onto it. Her son 
had exposed her tits now and each of the boys were 
squeezing and feeling them.

It was not enough for Wilma.

"Ohhh, take my panties off!" she wailed hotly; "Take my 
panties, off and fuck me! I want one of these beautiful 
cocks up my hot cunt!"

No sooner had she pleaded than Paul was stripping her 
panties away. She writhed her naked ass as he dropped 
her panties to the floor and knelt in front of her. 
Wilma spread her legs as wide as she could. Kevin 
leaned down and began to suck on one of her nipples as 
Paul brought his dripping prick to the hairy lips of 
Wilma's cunt. Without any preliminaries, Paul had his 
cock inside Wilma's steamy, extremely wet and slippery 
cunt.

Wilma mewled with delight as he began to thrust his 
cock in and out of her pussy, fucking her as he closed 
his fingers into the tight flesh of her hips. Kevin ran 
his hand down and pulled his mother's skirt to her 
waist, exposing her hairy cunt fully. Wilma churned her 
ass up and down, mewling and gurgling with this new let 
cock driving into her sensitive cunt, setting every one 
of her nerves on fire.

She clung to her son's cock as he sucked furiously on 
her nipples, going from one tit to the other. Wilma 
watched with fiery eyes, desperately wanting to see her 
son's young friend fuck his sweet cock into her 
gripping cunt.

"Take your pants down!" she gurgled hotly. "Take your 
pants down! I want to feel your balls against my ass!"

Paul and her son both quickly opened their pants and 
let them fall. Paul never took his cock from her 
squeezing cunt and was almost immediately fucking into 
her once more, his balls banging upon Wilma's churning, 
grinding naked ass cheeks. 

Her mind soared with the ecstasy of being fucked by one 
of her son's young friends while her son fucked her 
inflamed nipples. She gripped Kevin's cock tightly, 
letting him fuck into her fist, hoping he would not 
come off in her hand. She wanted her son's cock to fuck 
her when Paul finished.

Wilma's cunt was convulsing around Paul's pounding 
cock, her orgasms set off by the sheer perversity of 
fucking with two young, vigorous cocks at the same 
time. Wilma had never had such an experience before and 
it was another one of her erotic fantasies. She had 
read of women who fucked two men simultaneously and had 
always wanted to know how good it was. Now she did and 
her emotions were reeling with the intense ecstasy.

Paul was plunging his cock into her tight cunt with 
such fury his balls banged upon her squirming naked 
ass, and she wondered why he was not coming off. His 
cock was stabbing swiftly and powerfully, creating a 
delicious friction upon her stretching cunt lips and 
distended clitoris. 

Flames shot through her, making her squeal in mindless, 
delightful orgasm. Her eyes were beginning to roll 
about in their pockets, filming over with more intense 
passion than she had felt in a long time. It was as 
good -- if not better -- than being with her son and 
the cute, little Judy!

Wilma thought for sure her tits would burst; explode 
from the sensations flowing through her body. Her pussy 
was about to melt from the heat and the friction of 
Paul's cock driving into it. 

Wilma tossed her hips up and down in a mindless flurry 
of motion; her convulsing cunt grabbing and sucking at 
the young cock hungrily. She made tight circles with 
her hips, straining and arching to take more and more 
of that throbbing hardness into her greedy, bubbling 
cunt.

She was like a desperate, wanton woman, senseless with 
sexual desire, fucking insanely and wailing loudly. Her 
son was sucking on a tit, his hand squeezing and 
pulling at one nipple, his mouth hungrily devouring the 
other one. Kevin's cock was very hard inside her tight, 
hot hand, and he was fucking her fist excitedly. Now 
and then Kevin would lift his mouth from her tit to 
look down and watch his friend fucking his mother's 
churning cunt.

"I'm coming all over the fucking place!" Wilma wailed 
in a thick voice. "Oooo, I'm coming so fucking good! 
Fuck me fuck my cunt! Ohhh, fuck me hard! Come up my 
hot pussy! Flood my hot cunt with that sweet, delicious 
come juice! Give it to me, please, come in my cunt!"

Kevin looked up from her tit. "Do it, Paul!" he 
shouted. "Come in Mom's cunt! Fill her hot pussy up 
with it! Shoot your come juice in my mother's hairy 
cunt, Paul!"

Paul began to grit his teeth, his fingers digging hard 
into her churning hips. He slammed his prick deep into 
her hot pussy, his body going stiff. He grunted and 
then came.

Wilma felt the thick come juice squirt from the piss 
hole of his cock, splattering the velvety walls of her 
gripping cunt. She squealed with pleasure as her pussy 
was filled with the creaminess of his come juice. 
Wilma's body shuddered with the intense pleasure that 
shot through her.

She became weak and her ass slumped down, hanging over 
the cushions of the chair. Paul withdrew his cock from 
her tingling cunt and sat back, gasping and heaving 
heavily. Wilma noticed his eyes still gazed at her, 
looking between her still-spread legs, seeing the full 
exposure of her cunt. Wilma found it quite pleasing to 
be seen in such a lewd way by this young boy and she 
smiled down at him, twisting her naked ass in a 
tantalizing motion.

Her son had not come in her fist and big cock still 
throbbed in that sweet hardness. She kept her hand 
wrapped around it as he stood upright at her side, one 
of his hands cupping her shapely, naked tits. Paul 
recovered from his frenzied fucking and began to pull 
off the rest of his clothes.

He opened his shirt and tossed it to the floor. Like 
her son's, his chest was devoid of hair. The appeal of 
a young male body, not yet mature enough to have hair 
on it, was exciting. She noticed now that Paul had a 
bit more hair at the base of his cock that her son did, 
and she saw a few curling strands on his luscious 
looking balls.

Wilma had never felt so wanton in her life. With the 
young boy sitting on the floor, naked, gazing with 
admiration at her hairy cunt, and her son standing 
beside her with a hard cock, she felt even more wanton 
and abandoned than she had with Judy. The feeling was 
extremely pleasant to her. She was not at all surprised 
to find that her cunt, although she had so recently 
finished with many intense orgasms, still burned with 
hunger for a hard prick.

She moaned as she pulled at her son's cock. "Fuck me, 
Kevin," she said in a pleading, liquid voice. "Please, 
baby, fuck mother. I'm still so fucking hot! Ohhh, 
honey, my cunt needs that sweet cock of yours! Fuck it 
for me, please, please!"

Paul's eye widened a bit when Wilma said that. "You 
fuck your son?" he asked, not believing it.

Wilma, too excited to reply, nodded her head.

Paul looked at Kevin. "You didn't tell me that, Kevin. 
You said she wanted to fuck me."

Wilma thought she detected not disgust in Paul's voice, 
but a tinge of jealousy. Through her desire she felt 
amusement because of this. One fuck and the young boy 
felt he had exclusive rights to her cunt. But then, she 
had felt that same jealousy about her son and Judy, she 
remembered. The young ones weren't any different than 
the older, she thought.

Kevin had slipped to his knees between his mother's 
thighs. She ran her hand down and gripped his cock, 
brushing it up and down her blazing cunt lips, 
trembling with the anticipation of having his cock up 
her pussy. She smashed his dripping piss hole against 
her clitoris as Paul drew himself up next to her to 
watch Kevin's cock penetrate his mother's hairy pussy. 

Wilma dropped her other hand over the arm of her over-
stuffed chair and fondled the boy's cock and balls, 
noticing he was still wet from her cunt. She offered 
her lips to the boy as her son slipped his throbbing 
hard-on into her uplifted cunt.

As her son began to fuck her, she kissed Paul, snaking 
her tongue into his mouth. The young boy sucked at her 
tongue and began to caress her naked tits with eager 
hands, apparently forgetting his jealousy in his 
excited condition.

So Paul watched her son fuck her. He sucked her tongue 
and gazed with hot, excited eyes down at her tossing 
crotch. Wilma knew he wanted to see this fuck between 
mother and son, so she contented herself by holding his 
balls and cock, feeling his prick grow in her hand. She 
churned her ass up and down, fucking her son as wildly 
and with as much ecstasy as she had fucked his eager 
little friend.

She churned her hips and twisted about as Kevin fucked 
her with his youthful vigor. Knowing her movements 
excited both of the boys; she strived to move even more 
erotically for them. Her shapely ass cheeks bunched and 
tightened, flexing as her cunt squeezed and sucked on 
her son's cock. His balls, just as Paul's had, slapped 
excitedly upon her upraised, grinding ass. Paul, much 
too excited by the prospect of seeing Kevin fucking his 
mother, was simply holding one of her tits, his cock 
swelling into that firmness she loved so much.

Wilma experienced another exquisite series of orgasms. 
They started almost mild, as warmth that grew into a 
fierce heat until her cunt was almost gnawing and 
chewing in rippling waves in her son's thrusting cock. 
Her cunt was a constant surprise to her. This 
phenomenon was known to her, but only in books. Now she 
knew exactly what it was like. She loved having the 
ability to come and come and come until one final 
explosion sent her mind reeling and her slender, curvy 
body shattering into liquid ecstasy.

Her eyes were smoldering so hotly her vision was almost 
blurred. But she could see the expressions on Paul's 
and her son's faces. She loved those expressions and 
the excitement in their eyes. She loved the youthful 
power of their cocks and the way they throbbed between 
the moist lips of her hairy cunt.

She heard Paul ask in a husky voice if Kevin was going 
to come in his mother's cunt. She heard, as if from a 
distance, her son grunts his reply. Her ass churned in 
a violent fury as she began to wail in mindless ecstasy 
again.

Her orgasm began to build like a tidal wave, racing 
through her over-heated body swiftly. She began to 
shiver, and then tremble, and finally she shuddered, 
yelling out when her ecstatic orgasm exploded. Her cunt 
grabbed in a powerful, slippery tightness around her 
son's cock, drawing on it. 

Kevin gave a loud grunt and slammed his prick as deep 
as he could up his mother's starving cunt. Wilma knew 
her son was coming off in her pussy, but it was almost 
like a dream. She knew his come juice was filling her 
as Paul's had only a few minutes earlier but she was 
floating on a cloud of ecstasy and really felt very 
little.

As Kevin sat back on his heels, gasping, his cock 
pulled out of her reluctant cunt and Wilma's naked ass 
slumped to the cushions of the chair. Her tits surged 
up and down as she breathed raggedly, her eyes still 
much too fuzzy to see anything.

When her vision returned to normal, she smiled at the 
two boys. Paul was still gazing at her half-naked body 
in almost awe. He seemed more interested in her hairy 
cunt than her tits. Her skirt was bunched around her 
waist in a blatant display of erotic wantonness. She 
noticed that Paul's cock was extremely hard again, as 
hard as it had been when he had fucked her. She reached 
for his prick and stroked it gently.

"You like my cunt, Paul?" she murmured. "Gosh, yes!" 
the young boy gurgled, reaching down to run his hands 
through the thick mass of her cunt hair. "You don't 
know how many times I've jacked off, thinking about 
fucking you, Mrs. Howell."

"What's this Mrs. Howell shit?" she laughed. "I'm Wilma 
now, aren't I?"

It pleased her immensely to know that her body could 
hold the attention of young boys and keep their sweet 
cocks up and deliciously hard.

To test her new freedom, Marian stood up. "I've got to 
piss," she announced boldly. "Want to watch?"

Both boys were eager to see such a sight. As she walked 
down the hall to the bathroom, the two boys followed 
behind her naked, their cocks waving in hardness.

Entering the bathroom, she spread her legs over the 
toilet. Then, squatting halfway down, she began to 
piss.

The tinkle of the piss into the water and the way the 
boys leaned down to watch her cunt so closely almost 
made Marian come as she pissed. She deliberately moved 
her hand down between her thighs and into the stream, 
then rubbed at her clitoris while she continued to 
piss.

Finished, she stood up. "Well, how was that? Did you 
like watching me piss?"

The two boys nodded excitedly. "I've always wondered 
how a girl pissed," Paul said.

Wilma stood between the boys as they stood on each side 
of the toilet. She held their cocks, amused as they 
strained to piss with hard-ons. Soon they were both 
pissing. Watching them sent a thrill through Wilma. On 
an impulse, she leaned way down and kissed the shaft of 
her son's cock as he pissed, then did the same to 
Paul's cock.

With a naughty laugh, Jack suddenly lifted his cock and 
the hot stream of piss struck his mother's cheek. Wilma 
jerked her face away.

"That's enough of that," she said, but not angrily.

END?

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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