Subject: MOM&ME. TXT. #1
From: yarddog200@aol.com (Yarddog200)
Date: 2 Mar 1996 20:55:21 -0500
Message-ID: <4hau69$k2@newsbf02.news.aol.com>
MOM & ME
Chapter 1
[I did not write this story but have enjoyed it for many years.]
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She was warm and snug in bed, and she had just been loved. It wasn't
often
that Chad put it to her early in the morning, not anymore. But that made
it just
that much better when he did wake up with his thing hard and eager.
Betty pulled a pillow over her head and listened to the vague sounds
in the
bathroom next door, where her husband was getting ready to go to work.
She
drifted back into sleep, relaxed and content, knowing that Chad still
loved her and
wanted her. His semen was still sticky between her inner thighs, and she
rubbed
them together in her half awake, half-asleep dreaming. It was nice to
screw
languorously, as if they were teenagers again, instead of so long married
and kind of
in a rut with their sex lives.
She dreamed on, safe in the dark of their bedroom, the curtains
tightly drawn
to keep out the light. She dreamed of chad caressing her body, of him
pushing
lightly and sensuously against the cheeks of her ass. So hard, his thing
was, so nice
and warm when she shifted her tail and opened her thighs slightly so that
he could
slide it between her buttocks and let it nestle in her pubic hair. His
penis lifted
neatly against her vulva, the length of it along the length of her labia,
and she
squirmed against it, hunching her tail back against him.
Good, it was very good, and Betty was all soft and giving in her
sweet
dreaming, tender and limp once the distended head of the penis began to
prod
gently for the opening of her vulva.
"Ummmm," she murmured aloud, sighed it between her pillows, and the
tender hands fondled the cheeks of her ass, cruised up to her waist, one
of them
slipping under and the other continuing higher until her left breast was
in its palm.
The fingers teased her already erect nipple, tolling it between them..
Betty said,
"ummmm", again.
The knob of his rod pushed at the lips of her pussy, and Betty felt
the spongy
thrill of it, wiggled to help it fit inside. And suddenly it was sliding
on up into her
vagina, very still, long and slim and lovely. One hand on her tit, one on
her belly, he
pulled her ass to him, and ground his penis deep, shoved it all the way
home until
Betty could feel his testicles all silken-haired against her thighs.
Somehow, it was different than it had ever been, when they made it
together.
There was a strange feel to his staff, a hunger in it that she hadn't
known for some
years now. It even seemed to reach farther up into her sheathing, even if
it wasn't
as thick as she remembered.
His cock worked into her, eased back out almost to the flanged head,
thrust
strongly back inside the clinging softness of her cunt. Stroke and stroke
and the
head of it churning, seeking, pushing; Betty moaned into the pillow,
muffling the
sound so she wouldn't disturb anyone in the other room.
Nicole was asleep in one bedroom, and her brother Danny in the other;
it
wouldn't do for their two youngest children to wake and listen to their
parents
screwing.
But--it was different, different, and even in Betty's dreams,
screwing Chad
shouldn't be all that odd. His was the only penis she had ever known,
from the time
he first put it to her at sixteen until now. so she ought to recognize
the thrusting of
it, should know the feel and length and heft of the meaty staff. She had
screwed it
thousands of times.
Betty's eyes came open between her pillows, and the seesawing
movements of
the cock within her vagina didn't stop. Her clitoris was throbbing,
stimulated again
by the satiny-hard passage of the stiff organ reaching in and out of her
quivering
pussy--*again*!
She wasn't asleep now, she was awake, and the hard cock was doing a
fine job
in her fevered cunt, lunging and jamming. The breath was panting hotly
against
the back of her neck where her hair had fallen aside, and the hands held
tightly,
desperately, to her body, held tit and belly. His pelvis surged against
the cheeks of
her ass and he tried frantically to bury his lurching prick impossibly
deeper into her
steamy cleft.
"Chad?" she whispered. "Chad--did you come back for seconds? You'll
be late
for work dear." Then the voluptuous rhythm of the fucking really got to
her, and
her clit thrummed madly as the sweet, hot feeling centered in her lower
cunt. Betty
rolled her ass and reached down to take the solid male balls in her hand,
to caress
them while the swollen rod above hammered into her.
He fingers touched, recoiled and went stiff in shock. They weren't
her
husbands balls!! But the prick pounding so hungrily into her wetly
responsive
pussy was lifting her to an orgasm , bringing her up and up while the good
felling
spread from her clitoris to take in all her cunt, her cervix, her belly,
and swept hotly
down to make her anus draw tight in ecstasy.
"Ccoming!" the voice panted against her neck, but softly, softly,
"Oh--Ooohh!
I'm *coming*!
Just as the first spurting of semen hurled itself wet and hot and
thick into
her spasming pussy, Betty Maddox recognized the whispering voice. She
knew it as
well as her own, better maybe. But she didn't want to know it now; her
mind reeled
even as her cunt drank thirstily of the man juice that kept flooding into
it. Her
mind said oh no, oh *no*! And her cunt said yes, yes, yes.
Betty's hand felt around, caught the wrist of the hand on her tit,
caught the
other one on the hand that was fondling down into her wet pussy where the
length
of that rigid cock was still buried. She turned her head, hissed back
over he
shoulder: "Danny! What are you--oh, what have you--how *could* you--"
"Shhhh!" The murmur tickled into her ear. "Daddy's still in the
bathroom;
hear the shower?"
\
Heart racing wildly, the pulse beating in her throat, Betty heard the
pelting
of waster in the bath, only inches away from her head through the
wall--only inches
from *their* heads!
"Don't scream," Danny said as she clung numbly to his wrists. "If
you do,
Daddy will kill me."
"But--" she whispered back, "but--but--"
Betty couldn't make the words, couldn't untrack herself . She lay
there in her
bed, her own bed shared so long with her husband, and she had Danny's
thing up
her. Her own son had just screwed her, sneaked into bed and slipped his
young cock
into her freshly fucked vulva while she lay in a state of semi-awareness.
And while his father took a shower only inches away!
She tried to pull his hands away, and he burrowed his still hard
penis into
her pussy, so that she could feel the oozing of his semen as it worked out
of her
inflamed slot. "Ddanny! I---you--"
"Shhh," he murmured, "shhh, mother. Don't let him hear you."
Oh no, she thought dazedly; it was an impossible, unimagined thing,
but the
stark truth of it was not to be denied: her son had his prick in her; her
son had
streamed a load of come into her. He'd fucked his own mother--and *she*
had
screwed him back, loving it!
But not when she knew it was Danny's penis. She hadn't realized it
was him;
she thought it was he husband. She did, she *did*!
"Please," Danny sighed into her ear, his staff flexing within her
flesh, "oh
please, mom--don't freak out. Listen; listen to me, please, please,"
She couldn't yell. If she did, Chad would come roaring into the
bedroom and
find his son screwing his wife, Chad's wife! He'd crush Danny, fling him
into the
walls. Chad had a violent temper when he was aroused, and this--this
would make
him crazy.
But she *couldn't* just lie there with her son's semen leaking
between he taut
thighs. Oh lord, she thought---it had been mixed with her husband's
ejaculation.
The idea made her head swim, and the drumming of the shower in the next
room
sounded like a thousand arrows coming down on a tin roof. He hands fell
limply
from Danny's wrists.
Immediately, he dipped them into her crotch, cupping and fingering
her
mound. "Oh, mom, mom--you don't know how I've ached to get into you, to
make
love to you like this. Years and years, trying to keep from getting a
hard on
whenever you brushed my leg with yours, whenever I caught a peep down your
robe
at those beautiful tits. Oh mother--I love you, Love you!"
"You--you can't,' she said low and quiet, just as the shower went
off. "not love
me like this--only as--a son should love his mother."
A grunt came through the thin wall, and Betty pictured her husband
climbing
out of the tub, hair tousled and body dripping. He'd shave now, humming
and
whistling at the mirror, If he even suspected that his wife had another
penis in her
body--
His lips touching her ear, his hot breath sending involuntary ripples
through
her skin, Danny said: "I have loved you like this. It's wonderful,
great--crazy and
wild as I dreamed it might be. Oh mom, you have the loveliest body, the
greatest
ass, and your big, firm tits.."
Her son began to move again, to slowly stroke again, and now his
fingertips
massaged her pubic mound, penetrated into her labia, touched her clitoris,
and the
combined sensations were maddening.
IN the bathroom, her husband whistled the melody from an old song,
something from their young married days, and Betty thought that she was
going
insane. She'd never dreamed of this, never. Danny was tall and slim,
handsome
and of course attractive, but for her to think of him sexually--
Ooohh, mom: your pussy is as hot and tight as a girl's. It's better
than any
girl's pussy, mother,--oh, oh, hot and greasy and your cunt hair is so
thick--"
He was feeing it to her again, stimulating her responses, sliding and
poking,
so sweet and so tender, all understanding and knowledgeable. At seventeen
years
old, she thought, Danny Maddox is only seventeen years old, and he'
screwing his
mother for the second time, with his father only a few feet away in the
next room.
She couldn't allow it to happen again. The first time, she hadn't
known who
was doing it to her, but now she did, and so it must not happen . IT was
wrong and
forbidden, and so sinful that the act itself was only whispered about. It
was
terrible--and--and so, so thrilling. He was so young and hard, so
beautiful and he
used his thing as if it was an artist's brush and he was painting a
masterpiece
inside her vagina.
The bathroom door opened and shut. Betty yanked the pillow off her
head so
she could listen better as her husband's footsteps moved down the hall,
and she
sighed in relief. Then her breath hung in her throat; Chad had stopped.
Now he
was turning back!
"Quick," she hissed, "get down, down---your father's coming!"
Danny withdrew from her; she felt his hard prick slide out of her
vagina and
rake between her thighs as she pushed him down, rolling on her back to do
so,
shoving him away so that he eeled down between the covers. There was not
time
for anything else; Chad was opening the bedroom door.
Betty lifted he knees, held them bent so that they tented the
blankets, and
she hoped that Chad wouldn't be able to see well in the darkness of the
bedroom,
that he wouldn't notice the lump under the covers she was doing her best
to hide.
"Hey--you awake?" Didn't mean to wake you up, doll. Forgot my
watch--it's
over here on the dresser.."
Holding her breath, Betty watched the outline of him move to the tall
dresser, saw him fumble over the top, heard the clink of metal. And she
felt her
son's breath warm and tingling against her thigh; his head was right there
between
her hip and knee.
"Go back to sleep," Chad said, and came to lean over her..
Eagerly, swiftly, she raised her arms and pulled his face down to
hers, kissing
him open-mouthed and with the spice of her fear on her tongue. Anything
to keep
him from noticing, *anything*!
"Wow", Chad said, "You keep doing that, and I won't go to work at
all."
Betty let him go quickly, "Bet you're already running late."
Lightly, he kissed her again. This time, she kept her lips closed and
tried not
to shiver as Danny breathed against her skin beneath the blankets. Chad
said,
"okay for now. I'll try to get home early."
"Fine," she said not trusting her voice.
He was gone the, closing the door softly behind himself, trying to go
softly
down the hall so as not to awaken the kids. The kids, she thought--one of
them was
still here in bed with his mother, and he was certainly no child any more.
He was--
he was tickling her thigh, *kissing* it!
Betty held herself still, kept silent until she hear the front door
click and the
muffled sound of the car starting. The she lifted the covers and aid down
into the
musky dark, "you get out of this bed right this minute, Danny!" Your
father--oh
lord, but that was the closest thing ever--"
"Yeah" Danny mumbled against her skin, "yeah, close--but really
exciting,
hiding here from him with you helping me out. It turns me on even more,
and I'm
already so horny for you that I'm about to go off on the sheet."
"Danny Maddox! How--how dare you? Don't -- on don't do that. Get
up; climb
out of this bed this very instant--"
His hand cupped her cheeks, and his mouth found her upper thigh;
Danny
worried her skin tenderly between his teeth. "I dig it when you're being
the big
mama, discipline and all. You love me, mom--that's why you didn't scream,
and why
you kept hiding me form daddy when he walked in here."
"of--of course, I love you," she hissed, "you're my son and I--"
"Not like that, not only that way," he said, nipping her flesh,
feeling her ass,
his hot breath reaching up and up to stir the wet curls of her pubic hair.
"This way,
too, Mother. You love me as a man, as a lover, and that's how I want it,
how I've
always wanted it."
"Danny, we *can't*--"
"We can," he insisted. "We will. I've wanted to get my prick into
your
gorgeous pussy since I was about twelve years old. I've craved you,
needed you so
much I almost went crazy. And this morning--I sneaked in to get one of
daddy's
shirts before he woke up. And there the two of you were, going at it,
*fucking* each
other while I stood in the shadows and damned near exploded"
Betty wiggled, tried to ease her lower body away from her son's
grasp, but
Danny only tightened his fingers and dug them into the deep, soft flesh of
her ass.
She said: "But he's *supposed* to do it to me; I'm his wife, and we're
not too old for
it, and--you shouldn't have been in our bedroom."
He blew into her pubic hair. Betty shivered, sucked in her breath,
tried to
deny that the nipples were hardening on her breasts. How long had it been
since
Chad had done that to her? Too long, too many years and too much boredom
in
between.
Danny said, his face much nearer her mound now, the shape of his head
rising bit by bit to poise above her crotch, "I crawled around by the
trunk and hid
there until daddy got up. I heard the noises his made in your
pussy--*this* pussy; I
heard you whisper how much you like to fuck, and I had to hold my own
prick to
keep it from splitting wide open."
"But Danny--please; you--you've done it to me we'll just forget it
ever
happened."
"Forget it? No way, mom. I'm just getting started with you. Like I
said, I
couldn't stand it any longer when daddy climbed off you. I just had to
try you on for
size, or go crazy. So I sneaked in the bed after he left, and I hoped
you'd be sleepy
and think he'd come back, that it was *his* prick instead of mine. At
least, until I
could get it into this marvelous cunt. Then I hope like hell that you
were hot as you
look and act, as hot as you sounded there with daddy screwing you; I hoped
that
once I got started fucking this pussy I've desired all my life--well, you
didn't' yell.
You protected me. You dug being fucked by me, and we're going to swing
some
more. How and every chance we get, mother,--my darling, hot cunt mother!"
Betty lay supine, shocked beyond belief. And before she could react,
before
she could slap down at him and order him from the bed he had soiled with
his
incestuous attack, Danny's face dipped between her thighs and he lifted he
buttocks
in both his strong young hand to hike her crotch to his mouth.
"nn--nnooooo!" She moaned. "Oh Danny--no; please don't--no; not
me--not
your own mother; Danny. Oh son, son--I'm your mother, your *mother*--"
He groaned into he labia, his lips caressing those still dewy lips,
his face
pressing down into the soft richness of her already overstimulated mound.
She felt
the sweet pain of his teeth, knew the darting of his hot tongue--
Her son--her only son--was going down on his mother. He was licking
into
her sensitive cuhnt, and there was no way she could possible stop him,
except by
screaming and waking up little Nicole. That would ruin everything,
frighten
Danny's sister out of her wits, bring down the wrath of Danny's father.
His tongue pushed into her cunt lips, and he opened his mouth to eat
her, to
suck upon her juices and those that had mingled within her torrid cavity.
Danny
pulled he lips into his own, and used his thick tongue like the thrusting
of a penis,
passing it in and out of her puckered labia. Stretching, his mouth,
forcing it wide,
he drew much of her vulva into it, then with a groan, pushed it back out
and
burrowed his mouth deeply into her spasming pussy.
His tongue found her clitoris. Danny curled his tongue around her
little nub
of passion, then sucked it lightly and lovingly between his teeth. The
sensation was
indescribably; lights flashed behind Betty's eyes and her mouth pumped for
air./
Somehow, her hands had strayed down and gotten their fingers entangled
into
Danny's hair, into his long, thick hair.
She couldn't hold back any longer. Biting her lip, shoving down upon
;his
head so that her clit worked over his teeth, Betty began to roll her bell,
to shift her
ass in her son's hands while he ate lustily of her cunt.
"You---you--oh, Danny!" she gasped "oh, do it to me, darling! Eat
me up--
ahhh-oooh--I haven't had it this way in so long--ahh, baby; oh yes, my
darling baby,
my son, my lover--love it for me, eat it for me--eat my pussy,
darling--*darling*!"
Danny sucked her the. Air escaped with bubbling sounds from his
mouth as
he sucked her cunt, drawing so violently upon it that Betty thought she
was turning
inside out, and hoped she was. He pulled her pussy with his teeth, sucked
it into
his mouth, chewed upon the rubbery rapture of her shuddering clitoris.
"I"m coming," she hissed down at her son. "oh, baby--I'm coming,
Mommy's
*coming*!".................................................
(end chapter one)
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Yarddogx
Subject: MOM&ME. TXT. #2
From: yarddog200@aol.com (Yarddog200)
Date: 2 Mar 1996 20:55:12 -0500
Message-ID: <4hau60$k0@newsbf02.news.aol.com>
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MOM & ME
CHAPTER 2
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She was liquid; she was soft and giving, and the melted core
of her body was
warm, so warm. Oh lord, she thought; I've been a terrible woman, doing
something
that cannot be forgiven. I have fucked my own son.
Turning her face into the pillow, Betty shuddered. There was some
excuse--
some minor rationalizing--over Danny screwing her in ;that sneaky move.
But after
she'd hidden him from his father, she should have ordered him from her
bed,
slapped him, told him sternly that there'd be no more of such an
impossible
situation.
Instead, she had allowed him to go down on her, to eat into the
vagina that
still held both his semen and that of his father. She twisted and
squirmed upon his
boyishly eager mouth and hunched her cunt to him; she had *begged* her
young son
to eat her pussy.
Oh lord, she thought--of my lord. If chad ever finds out, he'll kill
us both; I
know he will. He's big and jealous, and he can be violent at times. If
he ever
somehow discovered that his son was fucking his wife, he'd go out of him
mind with
rage.
She sat up, and swinging her breasts reminded her that her body was
still
aroused, that she had just gone through a sex session which was the
wildest and
longest lasting of her life. First Chad had screwed her, in one of his
rare early
morning hungers then Danny fucked her from behind; then her son sucked her
pussy until she damned near fainted. And Betty realized that only the
noise of her
daughter had prevented him from topping he at least once more. When he
agreed
to go out and fix his sister breakfast, his prick had still be stiff as a
broom handle,
but far more beautiful.
Betty touched the swollen nipples of her tits; Danny said he loved
those tits,
that the sight of her ass turned him on, and the touch of her pussy--well,
that
simply freaked him out. He'd told her that he cunt was gorgeous, that I
was tighter
and hotter than the cunts of the young girls he'd been screwing.
Smiling to herself, Betty slid one hand down and rested it upon the
hairy
black mound between her thighs. I was nice to know that she could be a
real sex
symbol for someone yet, that she could make a young and handsome male
raise a
hard by the enticing roll of her ass and the lifting of her tits. Even if
the male was
her own son.
She climbed out of bed, and her thighs kissed softly. She stood
awhile before
her full length bedroom mirror, staring at her newly awakened and freshly
fucked
body. Not since she was sixteen years old, had she felt so thrilled;
blissful
sensations were still rising and falling within her vagina.
He had called her beautiful, and the mirror affirmed that at least
her body
was yet firm and taut, that her breasts stood high and the cheeks of her
ass didn't
sag, that her belly was almost flat and that her skin was good. Betty
preened a bit
before the mirror, sweeping back her long black hair and staring from
lowered
lashes at the reflection of blue eyes. Maybe not really beautiful, she
thought, but
still attractive still sexy.
She found her robe and slippers, left her bedroom and went into the
bath.
The room still smelled of Chad, of her husband's soap and shaving lotion,
and she
winced again at the almost palpable presence of him. The fever subsided
within her
flesh, and she felt like a complete wanton, as if she had betrayed Chad
Maddox in
the worst possible way.
Betty brushed her teeth and climbed hurriedly into the shower. The
glass
doors were laced with droplets left from her husband's shower, and she
shivered,
picturing his big body in here with the water purling over it--while she
and his son
were fucking beyond the wall.
Soaping down her own skin, she felt again its tremendous sensitivity,
the
warm satiny texture of it. Danny, she thought; her son Danny was so
eager, so
hungry to taste her skin, to love every inch of her stimulated body. But
of course,
they couldn't do it again. I was finished now, over and done with, and
from here on,
she would do her level best to eradicate the memory from her brain.
She rinsed in cold water and turned off the shower, to step out onto
the bath
mat and towel her flesh vigorously. Betty forced her mind to other
things, to her
daughter Nicole. Little Nikki was small and sweet, and she would be
shocked into
trauma if she even suspected an incestuous affair between her brother and
her
mother.
And her older daughter, Linda; Betty found it difficult to believe
that Linda
had already been married for two years, and was now a well adjusted
housewife, all
of twenty-one years old. Linda would go up the all in outrage, if *she*
learned of
her mother and her younger brother clandestinely sharing illegal and
immoral sex.
But such *thrilling* sex. Betty wrapped the towel about her waist
and
stepped to the sink. How many times had she come? Once with Chad, at
least
twice with Danny, and maybe even more. She'd gotten too dizzy to count,
knowing
only that great surges of feeling were thundering over her clitoris and
through her
pussy.
She wondered just how long her son had been screwing, where he head
leaned his cunnilingual technique, what girl had been the first to feel
his rigidly
yearning young penis. Betty knew a tiny bite of jealousy at the idea, and
wished
somehow that she could have been the woman to instruct her son in the ways
of the
flesh. But of course, she would never have even thought of such a thing.
And she
had better stop dwelling on the idea now.
She had to be strong, to cut this insane affair off before it grew
any bigger,
and deeper. She had to stand firm and deny any hint of physical
familiarity with
Danny. Sooner or later, if they came together again--even if it was only
once or
twice, to slake their thirst for each other's newly discovered
bodies--there would be
the chance of their being found out, exposed.
Betty rubbed cleansing cream into her face and massaged the skin
under her
eyes, at their corners, then around her mouth. Danny thought she was
sensual and
beautiful, that she was the best fuck he had ever know. His father didn't
say things
like that anymore; Chad only screwed her once or twice a week and then it
was
more like a habit or a duty. He must have had an erotic dream this
morning, and
come awake with a hard on, and she'd been right there for him to stick it
into.
But that worked out wonderfully, for Danny had come in to swipe one
of his
daddy's shirt and seen them screwing. The sight had made him so hot that
he
couldn't hold out any longer, turned him on so much he'd made the
desperate
gamble with her, hoping he could fuck his mother and that she wouldn't
expose him.
Wiping her face, Betty began to fix her eyes, touching up the dark
lashes,
seeing a new life swirling within their dark blue depths, a new ardor that
trembled
upon her mouth. She stared, wondering what her reaction would be, the
nest time
her husband laid her. Would she be guilty, could she respond favorable,
would she
turn cold?
She added a touch of pale lipstick and a dab of powder, then applied
the
powderpuff and talcum liberally all over her body. Wouldn't it be awful,
she
thought, if Danny had screwed her before the Pill had been invented? She
was
reaching for her robe, the towel still draped across her hips, when the
bathroom
door swung open and Danny stepped inside.
He shut the door behind him. "Wow", he breathed, "now I can get a
real good
look at you, mom. Those big tits are the greatest!"
"Get---get out," Betty said, drawing the robe up to her breasts,
covering them.
"Your sister is--"
"Nikki's long gone," he said. "I gave her a quarter and she took off
for her
friend's house,. She'll be gone most of the day."
Betty swallowed, tried to make her voice firm. "Please let me get
dressed,
Danny. Then we'll sit out in the kitchen and have a talk about--well,
about what
happened accidently, and--"
He grinned at her, his smile big and bright, his blue eyes dancing.
Danny
was wearing only his summer shorts, no shirt, no shoes, and Betty could
see a bulge
in front of the little pants. Surely, he couldn't still be having an
erection, she
thought.
Danny said, "I like it fine in here. You know, when nobody else was
home,
and I knew you were taking a shower, I'd sneak up here and peek through
the wall
in my room. I drilled little hole in it a long time ago, and I never
could see much at
once, but sometimes I'd catch a glimpse of your tits, or see that
beautiful black hair
around your pussy, or maybe I'd see you swinging that nicely rounded ass
when you
walked to the shower. Then I'd jack off, hoping to see you do the same,
hoping
maybe that dad would go into the bathroom and put the meat to you, so I
could see
how crazy you were when you got fucked."
"D--don't talk to me like that," she said, moistening her lips with
the tip of
her tongue. "Its' not right and it's not nice, and I don't want to hear
you saying
things like that to--to your own mother."
He took a step toward her, his right hand running up and down over
the
swelling in his shorts. So golden, she thought, so handsome and
slim-hipped; all the
little girls must go insane over him.
"Sure, you want to hear it," he said. "You like the sound of the
dirty words,
because you're the hottest piece of ass going. You're all sexed up right
now,
watching me handle my prick, and you know damned good and well that I'm
going
to fuck you again, mother. Right here and right now, I'm going to stick
this hard
cock back into that gorgeous cunt and fuck you until I can't get it up any
more."
Betty tried again: "But you can't. You *can't*!! I don't want
to--I won't
allow--"
Danny dropped his shorts. His prick leaped out at her, long and
solid, stiff
and tipped in lavender. The little veins were blue in the staff, and the
brown hair
curled thickly in his crotch, curly and abundant over his young balls.
There was a
shiny drop of fluid upon the blunt end, a liquid gem of preseminal oil
that glistened
upon the throbbing glans.
"Here it is, mother," he said. "This is what you had earlier, and
what you
want right now. And I want to stick it in you, to climb in between your
lovely thighs
and work the head of my cock around in all that deep black pussy hair. I
want you
lying there on your back with your thighs opened and when I get it buried
to the
balls inside your hot, juicy cunt, I want to feel your long, fine legs
curl up around my
back=--the way you do it when dad climbs on you."
The mention of her husband shook Betty. She said, "Oh no; no, I
won't do it.
I won't let you--"
But he stepped close and took her wrists. The robe slipped away and
left her
breasts exposed, trembling, their nipples going hard. Danny didn't touch
them yet.
Instead, he drew her hand down and placed it upon his prick. Betty
trembled
from head to foot, and her breath rasped dryly in her throat.
Instinctively, her
fingers closed around the hard young rod, clinched themselves adoringly
around the
stiff boyish cock, and the rapture of its hotly pulsing maleness turned
her weak.
She clung to his penis for support, and somehow his face was lowered to
her
breasts, somehow his breath was tickling warmly over their quaking mounds.
"That's right, darling," he said. " Darling, passionate mother; hold
onto my
prick while I kiss these terrific tits."
Her son's tongue licked out over one of her nipples, and a stab of
delight
lanced into her. His mouth closed over the vibrant tip and she flinched;
she
tightened her grip upon his prick and leaned into him for support because
her knees
were turning rubbery.
Together, they sank to the floor, and she was supine beneath his
slim,
muscular body. There was no hair on his chest and non up his belly, but
it was
concentrated in generous clustering at Danny's crotch. It gelt so
thrilling to be
under him, to have his prick in her hand and pinned between their bellies.
He sucked her nipple, licked over it, but tenderly upon it until she
squirmed.
He said wetly around her tit: "I sucked these when I was a baby. I got
fed through
this nipple, and now it turns me on; now it makes me want to eat you all
over."
"Danny," she gasped, "oh my darling son!"
"But I need to fuck you first," he said, and suddenly his glans was
settling
into the damp hairs of her vulva, feeling it eager way into the quivering
receptiveness of her humid labia. Spongy, yet hard; giving, but
insistent--her son's
cock pushed against the entrance to her vagina and slowly moved inside.
"Oh, yeah," he panted into her throat. "Oh man--that's so hot and
slippery
inside. It's still got some of my come in it, and some of dad's too.
Wow--what a wild
pussy, and your ass is so soft, and your legs--oh mom--oh mother--I love
you, Love
you.!"
And with this his prick slipping strong and hard up inside the
confines of her
only cunt, Betty Maddox was once more in control. Danny was once again
her little
boy, and she was teaching him something; she was in her wisdom
instructing her
baby boy in a new knowledge.
"I love you, too, darling," she said, and rolled the cheeks of her
ass to fit his
cock even more snugly and securely into her motherly vagina. His superb
young
balls nestled into the crack of her ass, and she wished she could swallow
them up
with her cunt, and with her asshole, that she could fit all of this
beautiful by back
into the genes of her body and give birth to him all over again.
"Fuck your mother deep, baby," she said, stroking his hair. "Fuck me
strong
and deep and forever. Come in your mother's loving pussy."
"Yes, mom," Danny panted, and lunged his long rod into her vagina,
pulled it
back and hammered it home once more. It was longer than his father's
penis, she
though; Danny's cock wasn't as thick as Chad's, but it was considerably
longer. She
could feel the head of it knocking at her cervix.
Betty heaved her pelvis against him, met her son's prick stroke for
stroke,
and when she wrapped her arms around his smooth shoulders, his mouth
hungrily
sought hers. He had dipped this finely chiseled pair of lips into her
cunt; he had
used this mouth to suck the flowing juices from his mother's pussy, and
Betty had a
sudden wild desire to taste the flavors of her own vagina, but it was too
late. Some
time soon, she thought; she could let herself go in bitch abandon and do
all the dirty
things she had always craved to do.
His tongue darted inside her lips and her teeth raked over his teeth;
she
knew the thrill of his tongue, the wet seeking that only her adoring mouth
could
assist. As his cock thrust strongly into her clenching, surging pussy,
his tongue
followed suit inside her mouth. Danny matched the movements of his tongue
with
the actions of his prick, timing both rhythms in a sensual, a lascivious
beat that
drove her insane.
Betty bucked under her son's pelvis, rode her son's hammering staff
and
hunched to get another inch inside her if she possibly could. Her legs
thrashed, and
she remembered that he had asked to have her legs around him, so she
lifted her
feet and curled her legs around his waist. Her heels just naturally
seemed to fit
into the sweaty, busy crack of his ass, and Betty locked her lower body to
his as he
fucked harder and faster.
Danny's cock became a battering ram that shook her with each powerful
blow; her tits bounced when the head of it slammed home; her ass shook
when his
balls slapped against her hole.
"Mom, mom!" he cried. "I'm coming--I'm *coming!"
He drove his meat down into her upthrust cunt, and she churned it up
and
around the rod as she felt the head of it flex. Danny let go inside his
mother's
flaming pussy, and she knew the searing blast of his semen. Her son's
come burst
forth against the womb that had once carried him, and Betty felt the
splash of its
wet, sticky wonder as it flooded the walls of her vagina and filled the
steamy cavity
to its brim.
"Oh, my lover," she said, clamping him even tighter between her legs,
digging
her heels into the back of his knees. "Oh my sweet darling! Pump it into
me,
Danny; squirt your mother's cunt full of that teenage come! Just hold it
stiff in me,
sweetheart--and I'' roll my pussy around it. I'll hump up on its lovely
rod and -- ah
yes, yes, yes! 'm coming, too! Oh my love, I'm riding your marvelous
prick and
feeling your hot come in my cunt, and I'm COMING!"
The enchanted violence ruptured within her, radiating from the
tuning-fork
quivering her clitoris to encompass her vagina, her womb, her labia, her
asshole.
Slowly, lovingly, her legs came sliding down his hips, making every inch a
caress
along his tense thighs and down the feathery calves of his slender legs
until she was
lying flat again.
"Am I hurting you, Mother? My weight on top of you like this, I
mean?"
"Oh no," she murmured into the clean scent of his hair. "Mo, my
darling, I
love your body on mine."
And to prove it, she brought her legs together, sliding her calves
under his
and closing her thighs to hold his incomparable prick trapped within the
hot glove
of her cunt. Betty pillowed her son's face in the curve of her throat and
held him
near, feeling her tits move against his smooth chest as she breathed.
It was perfection for her, the adoring son and the loving mother
blended in
matchless intimacy, their juices mixing, their skin and flesh and oils
together i the
closest possible coupling. He needed her again, perhaps even more than he
had
needed her when he was a baby. She thought she'd lost him to his
too-swift
manhood., but now he was back with her, craving her comfort and the warmth
she
could give him.
It wasn't bad, Betty told herself; something so wondrous couldn't
possibly be
bad or evil. IT was the purest kind of love, the filial instinct and the
maternal
protection wrapped one in the other. It was so beautiful that she wanted
to cling to
him for all time; she couldn't want anything else. Now he was embryo and
child; he
was son and boy and husband and lover and prick and semen, the circle of
life
completed.
She lay on the floor of the bathroom, her only son atop- her body
with his
young cock still balls deep inside her pussy, her labia tight upon the
round, slim
staff, a warm overflow of their mixed juices seeping ever so lightly into
the
compressed crack of her ass.
And Betty Maddox knew that this was only a beginning, that from now
they
would go on and on to explore each other's bodies, to seek and find all
the forbidden
delights that incestuous flesh could offer.
END --- Chapter 2.................
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Yarddogx
Subject: MOM&ME. TXT. #3
From: yarddog200@aol.com (Yarddog200)
Date: 2 Mar 1996 20:37:43 -0500
Message-ID: <4hat57$t7u@newsbf02.news.aol.com>
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MOM & ME
Chapter 3
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Nikki came home early, and Betty barely untangled from her son in
time to
dash for her bedroom and get dressed. They heard the door slam
downstairs, and
for one startled moment, Betty thought that he husband was coming in, that
Chad
had somehow dropped in from the office and would catch his son and his
wife
clinging naked to each other in the bathroom.
"Later, Mom," Danny said, and got into his shorts to go calmly and
casually
down the stairwell to see who it was.
It was almost fifteen minutes later when Betty got herself together
and
stepped weak-kneed down the carpeted stairs to join her son and daughter,
limp
with relief when she heard Nikki's voice there instead of Chad's
Shakily, she made lunch, hardly realizing what she was putting into
the
sandwiches, barely listening to Nikki's running account of how her friend
Sally had
this poison oak from camp and had to go to the doctor today.
Chad, she thought it could just as easily have been her husband
dropping in
unexpectedly. He did that sometimes. And he often came bounding up the
stairs
with some bit of news. If he'd done that this time, he'd have found Danny
putting
the prick to his son's mother, found his son with his cock buried in his
wife's cunt.
"Wow, mom," Nikki said, "but you look great, Difference, like."
Did it show, Betty wondered. Could somebody just look at her and
tell she
had just come from committing incest with her boy? Maybe it was stamped
on her
face like some horrible mark of betrayal.
I know what it is," her daughter said brightly. "It's your hair;
you're wearing
it loose down your back. You ought to keep it like that, mom--real
groovy."
Betty relaxed, and her son grinned across the table at her. She
found it
difficult to meet his eyes, and was certain that she blushed too often for
comfort.
She had done it, or rather, it had been done to her, at least the first
time. But she
had actually screwed Danny and revelled in her wanton behavior; Betty
couldn't
quite believe it.
Watching her young daughter, she knew a stab of shame, and the usual
appreciation of the girl's fresh and elfin beauty. Nicole was a lovely
little doll, and
would soon be grown to womanhood. Physically, Nikki was already a female,
and no
doubt boys were already besieging her.
Blinking and turning her face away, Betty wondered how on earth she
could
eve bring herself to discipline her child for staying out late, or
possibly letting some
eager boy paw her sweet young body when he brought her home from a date.
biting
her lip, Betty thought that the child might have already--that Nikki could
possibly
have--but no; just because her brother was so sexually advanced for his
age didn't
mean that the girl wasn't still virgin.
She looked up and Danny winked at her. Betty flushed again and took
a long
swallow of her soft drink. There was just a touch of arrogance to Danny's
look now,
a shade of certainty and a glimmering of the conquering male. He had the
right to
be pleased, she admitted; he had gambled and won.
But if Betty continued to take chances with him, she could lose
everything.
She loved her husband; yes--she really *loved* Chad and was comfortable
with him.
Like an old shoe is comfortable? She looked into her glass where ice
cubes accused
her. No, not like that; they had enjoyed a lot of good, exciting sex
together, right
from the time when he had married her at sixteen, right from the time when
he had
married her at sixteen. It was just that lately, as the years kept
whipping by with
frightening speed--they kind of got bored with each other. It was the
sameness, she
thought, the habit patterns.
She sat bolt upright. Had Chad ever taken a mistress? He was a tall
and
handsome guy, and it stood to reason that other women looked at him and
wondered how he would be in bed, if he could screw with love and
excitement. Had
her husband been fucking some other woman -- or *women* -- for some time
now?
Maybe that's why he had cooled toward her.
He'd put it to her only this morning, she thought, and felt ashamed
for
rationalizing her own guilt, for projecting her own sins upon poor Chad.
Even if he
had been playing around, it wasn't with his own daughter. Even if he was
screwing
somebody else, the girl wasn't Linda or Nikki, and infidelity wasn't the
same as
incest. Not by a long shot.
"Good, mom," Danny said, and she focused upon his face with some
surprise.
He said, "Great sandwiches. Anything we can do to help you around the
house this
afternoon?"
"Hey," Nikki said, getting quickly up from the table. "Speak for
yourself. I
have to get over to the pool. I mean, all the kids were talking about
going
swimming today and--"
"Go ahead," Danny said. "I'll give mom a hand."
"Good," Nikki said, and hurried from the kitchen and from the house.
The
front door slammed after her.
Danny said, "We' alone again."
"Now look," Betty said, "don't start anything else, Danny Maddox. Do
you
understand? That could just as easily have been your father coming into
the house
unexpectedly, and what then?"
"The same thing." he said, rising from the table. "Only a lot safer;
like this
time we make it in *my* room, on my bed. Dad never comes in there."
She stared at him. "I--you mean that you still--that you haven't had
enough
sex for the day? That even if I--"
He patted the front of his shorts. "I watch you and think of that
marvelous
hot pussy, and I get a hard on. I see you move your ass and see your big
tits jiggle
and know it's worse for me, in one way. I mean, I get so hot to fuck you
again that I
can't wait to be alone with you. Before, when I only dreamed about how
your cunt
would feel, when I only imagined how soft and wet and wonderful it would
be for me
in your hairy box, my prick in there where dad is always sticking
his--well, that was
torture, all right. But now I *know* how fabulous your cunt is, how it
feels and
tastes, and now I *know* how you love to be fucked by me, and I'm going to
get all
that crazy ass I can.
When he talked to her that way, she melted in side. She looked at
the
growing lump in his shorts and knew that all Danny would have to do was
touch
her wit it, and she'd come apart. She was turning into some kind of sex
maniac,
going into heat when he said anything about sex. Already to day--just
today?--she
had been screwed three times and sucked once.
Betty glanced at the kitchen clock; it was only three p.m. The had
time for a
long, loving session before Chad came home at six or so. Maybe Nikki
would come
back before then, but that wasn't certain. She sat hesitating until her
son came
around the table and leaned down to kiss her lips. So soft and young and
sweet his
mouth was. His hand on her upper arm, she got up and said, " your room,
then"
At the stairs, he had her go first, so that he could follow behind
and stroke
the cheeks of her ass. When she got into the upper halls, her breasts
were rising
and falling with such urgency that it didn't seem possible she had already
reached
orgasm so many time today. It was almost as if she was a virgin bride,
going to
Chad for her initial screwing. Chad had been gentle and understanding.
He had
taken her cherry with a worshipful kind of tenderness, and she had always
loved
her husband for that consideration.
At her son's bedroom door, she turned and said, "I--I love your
father, you
know."
"Sure," Danny answered. "Sure, you do. I love him, too. But I
love his wife's
pussy more, my mother's rich and wild pussy."
They were inside, and he took her to his narrow bed and pushed her
gently
down upon it to strip away her robe and leave her naked to his gaze once
more;
Betty shivered at the touch of his hands.
He was standing before her, his feet still planted firmly upon the
floor, and
the intriguingly shaped head of his prick was close to her face. Betty
stared at it in
fascination, and moved her gaze down the length of the shaft to the
luxuriantly
haired balls that had already manufactured so much lovely semen to be
jetted into
her vagina.
Danny said softly, "Have you ever gone down on dad?"
Betty clamped her thighs together. "I--why do you want to know?"
"Don't be embarrassed, mother. I've eaten your cunt, and I'll do it
again, and
I think that oral sex is the greatest. Have you ever eaten my father's
prick?"
She turned her face away from him. "Not--not really. I--well, I
kissed it a
few times, when we were first married, but he was--Chad always seemed
anxious to
take it away from my lips --and put it into my vulva."
"Eat me, mom," he said then. "Take my cock into your pretty mouth
and eat
it--"
She trembled. "I don't know if I can. I mean, I never did it--"
"Not ever to any other guy?" her son asked.
She whirled on the bed, angry at him. "Of course not! I--I've never
had
another man even touch me, except--you."
Danny put his hands upon her head as she braced it upon her palm. He
moved closer, prodding at her, offering the glowing head of his prick, and
she could
not refuse it. It was lovely, and she wasn't afraid of it. She fought
down the
barricades that had always been erected in her mind, remembering that Chad
had
gone down on her many times when they were young, knowing that this
beautiful
son of theirs had performed masterful job of cunnilingus upon her already.
It was
only that she had never taken a penis into her own mouth, and wasn't at
all certain
how to go about it.
Her son moved again, and she felt the faint stickiness of the
pre-seminal fluid
upon the tip of his glans. Betty kissed the little mouth and tasted the
musk, the
vague saltiness of the juice, and found it good. Pursing her lips, she
opened them
and allowed the head of Danny's prick to slide inside them.
"Oh mom," he breathed, and she stared at the curling hairs, the rich,
light
chocolate brown pubic hairs that made a beguiling vee around the base of
his cock.
"Oh, mom--just lick it and bit it, and then suck my prick until I come.!"
Betty reached her left hand out and turned the palm up to cup her
son's balls.
The head of his cock was past her teeth now, and he was urging it even
further.
She touched the tip of her tongue into the sticky little slot and curled
it around the
shaping of the glans itself. Excitement raced roaring through her mind
and turned
on every sensual switch in her body. She wanted this penis--wanted it wit
a
maddening need she could not understand just then.
Gulping, Betty pulled Danny's strong, hard prick far into her mouth,
drawing
it across her tongue and sliding it along the velvet of her mouth's roof.
The head
choked her throat, and she had to pull back a little, but she began to
suck lustily
upon it, eating prick for the first time in her life.
And it was good, good to feel the squirming of her crotch, to know
the
movement of his balls within her hand, to taste his cock and his
eagerness. Betty
let go his balls and put her hand upon the modeled cheek of his ass,
urging him to
her as she lowered her head to the pillow.
Without taking his delectable cock from her lips, Danny climbed upon
the bed
with her, swinging one knee across her chest so that he could sit lightly
upon her
body, her tits flattened by the cheeks of his ass. She caressed those
downy cheeks
as she sucked hungrily upon her son's wet prick, and revelled in the
intimate
closeness of his testicles upon her chin.
Danny fondled her face with his fingertips, petted her cheeks as the
suction
indented them, ran his thumbs tenderly over her eyelids. "Wow, mom--I
didn't have
to tell you anything. You're a natural cocksucker, and you're giving
great head.
Man--oh man,man! I've always wanted you to eat my prick, too. I nearly
freaked
out, thinking about how I'd stroke my cock into your hot mouth like this,
how your
tits would feel under my ass--oh mother, mother!!"
She gnawed upon his staff, sucked his head and let go to tickle it
with her
tongue, and Betty found that the longer she worked upon her son's penis,
the
farther she could take it into her throat, where it seemed to thrill him
more.
Digging her fingernails into his taut and thrusting buttocks, Betty pulled
him
deeper into her mouth, biting and licking and sucking.
He mind was spinning hotly, and she was panting for breath in the
exertions
of sucking off her boy, and even though she dimly realized that she would
soon
experience the ejaculation of his semen into her mouth, Betty didn't
attempt to
withdraw. She loved it too much; the feel and flavor, the movement and
ardor of
her son's prick was so exciting. Writhing, rubbing her thighs together,
her fingers
digging into the cleft of his young ass, Betty ate and sucked, pulled and
licked, and
when she felt him stiffening out, when she heard him gasping she began to
siphon
upon his cock with all the suctioning power she could muster.
"Mom--Mom! I'm going to let it go into your throat!! I'm coming,
mother--I'm
shooting off inside your mouth--oh suck me, *suck me!"
Danny caught her head between his hands and shoved his hard prick to
the
balls inside her mouth. She felt the spongy head of it flex, felt it
expand, knew the
marvelous sensation of the hot, thick spurting of her son's come as it
drenched her
throat and filled her mouth. It lay creamyand musky upon her tongue, and
oysterlike along the roof of her mouth.
Clinging to his ass, Betty swallowed the juicy stuff, drank down the
luscious
and foamy liquids that came from the balls that were heaving against her
face. She
continued to suck the head of his prick, her throat gulping convulsively
as his come
lessened in its spurts.
"Great, mom, " he moaned, rubbing his crotch into her chin. "Oh,
you're
wonderful--you're terrific! I love you--your tits and your ass and your
cunt, and I
love your hot mouth, too!"
"Ummm," she said, around his exquisite penis, and sucked it until it
was dry,
fondling the cheeks of his ass all the while. There was a potent heat
built up within
her cunt, and she felt steamy between her thighs, felt the fiery need
pulsing there
and thought she might reach orgasm herself, without anything ever having
touched
her pussy.
Danny pulled his penis slowly from her mouth, and pushed his knees
back so
he could lie on top of her body. Betty ground her wet mound into the hard
length of
his cock and rubbed her tits across his chest. He placed his mouth upon
hers, ran
his tongue into her lips and felt around the interior of her mouth. She
knew what
he was doing, realized that he was seeking the spices of his own semen in
the
residual flavors left within her cheeks.
She reached frantically for his cock, caught it and tried to insert
it into her
quivering vulva. Danny resisted, but she got the head of it into her
slippery labia
and wiggled violently to seat his penis into the yearning cavity of her
vagina.
"Oh lord, oh Lord!" she panted huskily. "I'm so hot so *hot*! I
need you,
darling--I need your hard young prick! Oh stick it to you mother,
darling--fuck you
mommy, fuck, *fuck*!!"
He fed it up into her sheath, and the first sliding of the velvet rod
across her
clit made her heave and fall back, her heart pounding wildly.
Danny said, "I wanted to eat your pussy, first, but if you've got to
have it, if
you have to be fucked right away--"
"Yes--oh yes!" she cried out, bucking beneath his pelvis, riding
upward over
his stiff cock and making his balls touch the crack of her seesawing ass.
" I can't
stand not having your prick now--in men, in your mother--screw your mom,
Danny!
Ram your hard young cock up into your mother's cunt! Deep--deeper! Screw
me
faster, darling--I'm about to come--to come--oh OH!"
She shuddered in the strong explosion of her climax, moaned and
ripped at
his beautiful naked back with clawed fingers and pumped her cunt
frantically on his
rod. Wonderful--enchanted--crazy! All these things and much, much more;
somehow brutal and somehow tender, and to be fucked by her son was the
best
possible fucking by anyone.
But Danny hadn't come again; there simply hadn't been time for him to
build
up another ejaculation since the magnificent one he'd just loosed within
her throat.
She relaxed under him, her ass going slack, her eyes closing in the
gratified
warmness of her completion.
He wouldn't allow her to remain quiet, to drift into sleep. He son
withdrew
from her cunt, pulled his still hard cock from the jealous gripping of her
pussy and
lifted his body from between her legs gone limp and weak.
Danny lay beside her for only a few moments, his hands playing into
the
dripping hairs of her mound, drawing the slidy juices up into the playful
patterns
across the skin of her lower belly. Everything he did to her, every move,
each touch-
-everything was stimulating.
He pushed one hand beneath the small of her back, worked his forearm
under her body and lifted her bodily, turning her belly over to his. His
other hand
pushed her upright, and Danny worked her knees so that one was on each
side of
him as he lay upon his back.
"This way, mother," he said. "Sit on my belly and let me feel your
wet pussy
against my skin. I want to just *feel* you all over, your beautiful
thighs, the lovely
cheeks of your ass, to run my hands over your slippery belly like this--oh
wow,
wow!"
She smiled down at him. "do anything you want to me, my darling. Do
everything to me. I'm yours now--every inch of my body is yours, my
handsome son:
my legs and my breasts; my belly and ass and my pussy. You're my son and
my
master; you're my lover and husband."
"Your husband," he said, caressing her thighs, moving sinuously
against her
humid mound. "Your husband is my father, and he stuck his fat prick into
this
gorgeous cunt and fucked it until he packed you full of his come. One
sperm got
into your womb and made me. It's his cunt, but now it's also mine. I
came out of it,
and now I come into it, and if I could I'd crawl all the way up into this
hot and
glorious cunt and curl up there again."
Betty said, trembling, "You--you drive me crazy, talking that way."
Danny took he ass in both hands and lifted her up, moved her mound
from
his belly to his chest. "But you love it."
"I love it," she said.
"Does he ever talk like that to you?"
"No, she said, "your father is kind of conventional about sex."
Danny stroked her ass, rolled his upper body so that his chest ground
across
her labia. "But he screws you pretty good; I saw some of that this
morning."
"He--he screws me all right," she said. "I mean, I thought it was
perfect until
you did it with me. but that doesn't's mean I don't love your daddy; it
doesn't mean
that I don't come with him; I do."
He son lifted her again, slid her pussy close to his face. He said,
"Of course
you do, but we're turned on to each other now, and we'll keep fucking."
"Of course," she said, shivering at the tingle of his hot breath in
her pubic
hair.
"Just inch on up," he said, "and sit down on my face. Just lower
that fabulous
pussy right down over my mouth, and I'll eat you until you say enough, or
faint, or
something."
Betty stared down at his intent face, at his parted lips where the
tip of his
red tongue showed. Obediently she knelt above his head, and with some
trepidation, lowered her crotch gently down to his mouth.
Danny's hands caught her thighs and pulled her snugly to him. She
flinched
when the heat of his mouth touched her labia, quivered as his tongue
lapped along
the eager slot of her vulva. Then that tongue slid into her vagina,
inflamed her
clitoris and spread its tantalizing caresses throughout her feverish
notch.
Straddling his face, Betty pressed her inner thighs closely about her
son's
head and began to rock back and forth upon the furnace of his mouth. He
teeth
pressed her cunt lips, raked gently into the entrance to her vagina. Then
Danny
had her clitoris, but he wouldn't tease it for more than a few seconds at
a time.
It was as if he was actually devouring her pussy. He even used his
hands to
squeeze the lips outward so that he could suck it like an orange, pulling
its
succulent juices into his mouth and letting them run down his throat. His
tongue
was constantly moving, moving; it lapped into her hot and dewy well,
licked up to
the clit, withdrew to slide fondly in and out of the trembling labia.
Betty ground it into this mouth, putting more pressure as she became
less
afraid of hurting him. She wiggled her ass and hunched her pelvis, and
felt like a
wanton, gelt gloriously debauched, and the tingling that warned of her
orgasm was
fast approaching.
So she put one hand up on her son's forehead and leaned back, reached
back
with the other hand to capture the charming stiffness of his penis. She
worked her
fingers up and down on his prick, and worked her pussy into his face,
using the
most lewd fucking motions, and the thrills leaped along her belly and
caused her
entire cunt to contract.
"Oh--Oh--Danny! Oh my love, my darling son! Mother's coming,
coming--oh,
Danny--eat your mommy's pussy! Make me come and come and never stop!"
He moaned into her rippling cunt and Betty's head lashed back, then
forward
and she had to let go his cock. She melted, collapsed, and her son eased
her over
onto her side, still kissing her vulva.
End Chapter 3 - M&M
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Yarddogx
Subject: MOM&ME. TXT. #$
From: yarddog200@aol.com (Yarddog200)
Date: 2 Mar 1996 20:36:49 -0500
Message-ID: <4hat3h$t6q@newsbf02.news.aol.com>
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MOM & ME
Chapter 4
[I did not write this story, but have enjoyed
it for many years.]
=============== ===============================
Dinner was a disaster, but Chad didn't seem to notice, and
neither
did little Nicole. Betty was on edge, fumbling her silverware, pushing
food around on her plate. She avoided looking at her son as much as
possible, and when her husband said something to her, she either talked
too much or missed his meaning.
Lord, she thought; ;she was tired. It was a good kind of
weariness, but she felt as is she could just lie down on the rug and sleep
for at least a week. There had been so much intense living compressed
into the past few hours, and so much uprooting of all her former morals,
those standards she had thought so firmly entrenched.
Guiltily, she chanced a look at her husband through lowered
lashes, but Chad was busy with his desert, and she couldn't remember
serving it. She had been laid by him only this morning, screwed once by
her lawful wedded husband. Then his son had fucked her several times, and
gone down on her, and she had eaten the boy's penis. It was fantastic,
some creation our of Arabian Nights, and she wanted to think it had really
been a dream.
But her tired body told her the truth, and her over-stimulated
tissues reminded her that she had been swept to fabulous heights of
passion and fulfillment. But in incest, she thought; in taboo rites with
her own blood. If Chad knew---he would beat her senseless, and Danny,
too. Then he would probably throw both of them out into the street and
file for divorce.
Betty shivered; Chad could ruin her in a courtroom, and there-d be
no question of his custody of Nikki. Her older daughter, Betty thought:
oh good lord, Linda; what would she think of a mother who had been caught
screwing Linda's seventeen year old brother?
"Got a chill, dear? Chad's voice was solicitous.
She blinked at him. "What? Oh--oh no; just the sherbet, I guess.
He stood up. "Come on, Betty. You seem a little pale, and I
think it would do us both good to hit the bed early for a change. The
kids have just volunteered to run the dishwasher."
"Did we?" Nikki asked, tilting her elfin face to one side. "I
didn't hear me."
"Come on, Nikki, " Danny said. "Mom deserves a break."
Chad stared at them and reached for her arm. "Nikki seems normal,
but Danny must have caught the germ, whatever it is."
Danny shrugged. "It just seems to me that mom should get a little
more help from us all. Good night, mother; see you tomorrow, when you're
feeling better. In the morning."
She didn't dare look at him. In the morning, he said, making it
plain that he would be eager for her body the, and ready to make lover to
her once more. The boy was insatiable, she thought, and felt a tiny lift
of arousal because he craved her fucking so much, when he could instead be
out sticking that lovely meat to any number of young and willing girls.
Meekly, she walked ahead of Chad, climbing the stairs. She jumped
when he touched her butt, and he laughed behind her. Oh no, she hoped;
not from him again so soon; not tonight, after she had been so thoroughly
and almost continually screwed by her son all day long. Beside, she
didn't know how she was going to react to her husband's sexual advances;
she might very well crumble and confess all to him, or simply fly into a
fine case of hysterics.
Would Chad know? Could he tell? Maybe her vagina had been
loosened by so much intercourse, or maybe she had run out of lubrication
for it. If her vagina stayed dry inside, was that a sign that she had
been doing too much screwing?
In their bedroom, she caught up her robe and slippers. "A bath,"
she mumbled, "need a quick bath, dear."
"Sure," he said, his face puzzled as he sat on the edge of their
bed to take off his shoes.
Their bed; the same bed where Danny Maddox had sneaked his first
piece of ass from his mother, making her believe in her warm drowsiness
that Chad had returned to fuck her some more. That bed would never be the
same for her now. And neither would Danny's room, or the bathroom she was
going into. There were only three or four more rooms where she hadn't
screwed her son, and after them, the entire house would be contaminated by
their forbidden copulations.
She stood on the bathmat and stared down at it. Right there, she
had spread her thighs for him, and he had wanted to fuck her the same way
his daddy did it, on top and with her long legs thrown passionately around
him.
Betty took a long time in her bath, letting the hot water soak
into her flesh, soaping her body over and over again. Through the wall in
her bedroom, she heard the small radio going, and knew that Chad hadn't
fallen asleep, as she'd hoped he would. She dried carefully and took a
cleansing douche, talcumed herself out of habit and put her robe back on.
The, because there was not other way to delay the move, she went back into
the bedroom and climbed into the bed with Chad.
"Damn," he said, "I thought you were going to take forever."
"Sorry," she said, and put her back to him.
"Hey," he aid, and kissed the back of her neck, nuzzling into the
tender skin there and the soft curling of her nape hair. His hands slid
around her and cupped her breasts.
This was the moment of truth, Betty thought; this was the time
when she would know, and she caught her breath, held it to find out her
reaction. Her nipples stiffened as Chad rolled them between his fingers,
and it seemed as if her entire breasts swelled. Not cold, she thought,
but suddenly warm again--not withdrawn, but responding swiftly and with
such a wave of lust that she was surprised by it, and checked the
involuntary movement of her ass.
"That's more like it, " he breathed into her ear. "That's my
loving wife."
"You---you're a little *more* loving than usual, aren't you?"
He said. "Ain't it nice?" and pushed the thickness of his
expanded staff into the crack of her ass, nestling it up and down in the
hairy cleft and shoving his balls against the smoothness of her thighs.
Up against her ass, the same way his son--*her* son-- had made his
first try at screwing her this morning; her husband, Danny's father,
hunching longingly to her tail, rubbing his heavy penis into her, needing,
wanting her.
O course she could fuck him, and of course she would. Not only
because it was her wifely duty, but also because she was eager for him,
and wanted him, too. It was wild, she thought; it was crazy, but it
seemed that the more she was screwed, the more she wanted it. Suppose she
had turned nymphomaniac at this time of her life?
Enjoy it, she thought, and opened her thighs for her husband to
slide his big cock between them. He rubbed it along the length of her
labia, and Betty felt the heat of her steamy response. Chad had a
wonderful prick, too--it was hard and massive and he used it well. She
was lucky to have him, to be so needed.
Reaching down, Betty found his cock with her fingers and steered
the bulbous head of it into her hairy entranceway of her vulva. Chad's
hands tightened on her tits as he shoved his prick strongly up into the
receptive, oily slit, and her labia stretched to take him in, her ass
rolled and hiked seductively.
Then she did something different. With her husband's hard staff
locked into the hot sheathing of her cunt, Betty slid her hand away from
his balls and brought it instead to caress her torrid mound. As Chad
fucked into her pussy with long, sensuous rod, along the velvet skin of it
turned greasy from its dipping into her love salves.
It thrilled Chad; he wiggled more, grunted into her ear and played
with her tits. She probed farther up, following the sliding prick until
she found the hood that protected her clitoris. Her finger followed the
working prick, moved searchingly along her stretched cunt lips and
burrowed itself into the tender tissues surrounding the clit.
The thick penis slid in and out, and she played teasingly with her
clitoris as the meaty staff passed it. The sensation was terrific, and
Betty wondered why she had never thought of checking it out before now.
But then, she had never been so constantly and completely aroused before
now, either. Fucking had been good before, where now it was sensational.
Arching her ass, Betty brought her other hand around and took his
swinging balls, squeezed them and played with them as Chad screwed her, as
he laid his thick cock up into the glad gripping of her pussy. Betty
masturbated in sexy luxury, being fucked at the same time, fondling prick
and balls and her own cunt--and it was ecstatic.
"Oh Chad, Chad," she moaned. "Oh my darling husband--fuck me,
fuck me!"
"Yes, baby!" he panted into her ear. "Yes, darling--I'm fucking
you, and about to come!"
"Come!" she said loudly. "Come into me and let me feel that hot
juice wash my cunt."
"Ahh!" he said, and let it go. "Ahh--baby, baby!"
It hosed sweetly within her laboring pussy, creamy and boiling,
and Chad kept stroking it into his released semen. He always did that,
she knew, kind of screwing into the extra lubrication caused by his own
come.
His son was different; Danny sort of froze when he came, going all
still and static. She could compare them now, their actions when they
screwed, the way they came, the sizes of their pricks. Betty knew them
both well.
Her finger quivered against her clitoris and that seat of passion
shook like a reed in a high wind. The prick flexed again within her cunt,
and she rolled it, then tightened her thighs and found herself carried
along in a gushing tornado of rapture.
"Ooohhh!" she cried. "Oohhh Chad--I'm coming, too! It's so
wonderful--so--- *Ohhhhh!"
She was drowsy when he took his penis from her, but wiggled as it
slipped out to leave a sticky path down her thigh. Sleepily, she
murmured, "That was good, Chad."
"It was more than good, baby; it was great. You--I never knew you
to play with yourself like that while I was putting it to you. That
excited me."
"Excited me, too," she said, rolling over and putting her arms
around him, putting her crotch to he so she could feel the softening of
his prick against her belly. "Love you, Chad."
"I love you," he said, and snuggled her, pressing her tits flat
against his chest.
All her fears had been for nothing, Betty thought. Sex with her
husband had been better, and for both of them. The breaking down of old
restraints had released her, made her more honest in her desires and
slaking of them. She was more alive, much more excitable, and with
Danny's entrance into her pussy, she had uncovered a flaming core of
sensuality only suspected before.
But Chad--she couldn't just say to him right out: look here,
darling husband of mine, I have been fucking our son, and what's more,
I've gone down on his marvelous young cock and swallowed his bursting
come. That's more than I ever did with you, isn't it?"
Betty listened to Chad's breathing grow deeper, heard the pattern
of it slow and knew her husband was falling asleep. She wanted to tell
him, truly bring it out into the open and confess what she had been doing.
But she couldn't; she just could not say it.
She held him as he slept, and wondered when or it she would ever
get the courage. Then she thought it was probably a lot better that Chad
*didn't* know. He had always been so conservative about sex, even more so
than she. He couldn't possibly accept something as wild as incest between
her and his boy.
It would be nice if he could and did. Betty drifted into a warm
place where Chad and Danny both smiled at her, where each accepted the
other as an equal to share in Betty's love. Like those stories about wife
swapping, she thought, only better because it was closer and more intimate
in the same family.
But if she fucked Danny, then Chad should be able to screw Linda
or even Nicole. If the mother could fuck her son, then the father should
certainly fuck the daughter. But Linda was happily married, and had never
shown the slightest inclination to stray from her marital path, much less
ever cast covetous eyes at her daddy. And Nikki--little Nicole was only a
child, only fifteen years old.
Danny was only seventeen.
Different, she thought, turning over in bed, moving away from
contact with her husband's sleeping body; Danny was different--he was so
much more intense, so devoted, so imaginative. He was different from his
sisters, and just because two people in the same close family somehow
developed an incestuous relationship, that was no reason the other three
should become involved.
Betty sighed, put a forearm across her eyes and tried to force
sleep. Still, it would be nice if Danny and Chad could both fuck
her--more or less openly. It would be a crazy sensation, to turn from one
set of arms right into the other, to have one stiff prick taken from her
throbbing cunt and have another stiff cock replace it, almost without
losing a stroke.
They could all three be naked, and both me fuck her, taking turns
kissing and holding her and sliding those marvelous pricks into her pussy.
She could go down on them, surprising the hell out of Chad since she had
never eaten his prick before, and they could both fuck her and suck her
and take their fill of her willing body.
Twice loved, twice adored--and could it ever be possible for the
two of them to have her at one time? Betty lowered her arm and stared up
at the dark ceiling. Did anybody really have an orgy like that, just
doing whatever they wanted to, screwing and eating and taking turns? No,
she thought--not in turn, but both a *once*. A prick in her pussy and a
cock in her mouth. Why not, why not??
She trembled, sat up and pushed her feet over the edge of the bed.
Chad mumbled and rolled over, then picked up the slow rhythm of his
breathing. He husband was asleep, but sleep wouldn't come to her,
although she had been tired since dinner or before. Maybe a glass of hot
milk, she thought, and slipped on her robe. Padding barefoot down the
stairs, she felt her way into the kitchen and turned on the light'
Then she gasped and pressed the back of her hand to her mouth in
shock. Danny was sitting in a chair at the table, blinking up at her.
"Better click off the light," he said.
She said, "What--what are you doing here?"
"Waiting for you," he said. "I couldn't sleep, thinking of you in
there with Dad. Did he fuck you again?"
Betty bit her lip. "That doesn't matter. I just came down for
some warm mil, and--"
"He did," Danny said, watching her eyes. "He did screw you. Is
his stuff still in you, still juicy in your cunt, mother.?"
"I--" Betty clicked off the light and stood in the dark, lowering
her voice. "I have to go now; goodnight, Danny."
He was on her before she could get back through the doorway. His
voice was soft at her ear, his hands firmly upon her waist. "No,
mom--don't go yet. You couldn't sleep and neither could I; so let's have
a goodnight fuck, right here."
"Danny--your father's upstairs and your sister--"
But he was pushing her gently into the kitchen, and she felt the
edge of the table bump against the backs of her thighs. She said: "Oh,
we can't; we *can't*!!"
He lifted her easily, sat her upon the table. "We can and we
will. Let me pull your robe back--ahhh--your legs are so wonderful, so
soft and smooth, and here's your beautiful, thickly haired cunt. It's
still wet, mother."
"On the--the table? she breathed.
"Just right," he said. "See, I'll step in between your legs and
put my prick right here, and you can wrap your legs around me. Did you
put them around daddy when he fucked you a few minutes ago?"
She was shaking. "No--I had him screw me the same way you did,
that first time, from the back."
Danny felt over her cunt, felt into it, and lowered his face to
kiss her tits. Around a nipple, he said, "Feels great inside. He came in
there, and it feels wonderful. I can't wait to get my own prick in where
his just was."
Betty put her arms around her son's shoulders as he moved between
her widespread thighs, and his mouth rested lightly upon her lips.
Probing the distended head of his hard penis for the already frothy
opening of her cunt, he said, "Fuck him good, every time; make him come a
lot. I'm not jealous of him, mother-- really I'm not. I love him and I
love you, and I want the two of you of fuck each other all you can. I
just--I just want to fuck you *with* him, I guess."
"Oh, my darling," she aid, before his tongue entered her mouth and
his cock shoved into the wet, slippery entrance to her vagina. They felt
alike--her wonderful son and herself--thought alike, needed the same
sensual things, even if those goals were impossible.
In his cock went, sliding deep and penetrating; longer than his
father's prick, harder in its overwhelming need. The staff was rigid and
the head pulsing, and he moved his hands around, over he hips and down to
caress the cheeks of her ass as he fed the beautiful meat steadily in and
out of her adoring cunt.
He kissed her and met her tongue, then eased his mouth away to
whisper in ;her ear: "Mother, my sweet and beautiful mother with the hot,
wet pussy. Ahh, oh- -did you come with him?"
"Yes," she whispered back, "oh yes. I masturbated while he was
fucking me, and that turned both of us on even more. It was wild and
debauched, and we enjoyed it so much. He--I think it shocked him a
little, though. Oh Danny--I love your prick so *much*!"
He ground his pelvis into hers, and the overflow juices of her
cunt, mixed with his father's semen, turned their pubic nests creamy and
soggy. She wiggled on his sliding rod, squirmed at each thrust into her
jellied vagina, and it was terrific, all over again. She curled her legs
around his slim waist and put her ear to his mouth so she could listen to
her horny boy, her mother-fucking son, tell her how beautiful and hotly
desirable she was.
Danny told her, too: "Sweet cunt--hot pussy all greasy inside.
Oh, I love your legs around me when we fuck, mom. All my life, I've
wanted your legs around me and my aching prick up your juicy and fantastic
cunt. I was never jealous of dad-- only envious; I need to fuck you,
too--and I want to make you come the way he does, but over and over and
hotter and hotter--"
"My son," she gasped, "oh my stiff-dicked son and lover, my horny
boy--oh, I'm so glad you're fucking me, and I'd like--I want your father
to share my cunt with you, too. But we can't--not now, not yet. Maybe
later we can--*ohhh*! Oh lord, that feels so wonderful, your lovely cock
sliding around, your balls against my ass---"
"Mom, mom," he panted, clenching his fingers strongly into the
tender cheeks of her ass, "ah, my mother--my bitchy, hot pussy
mother--wow, oh wow!"
He was going rigid, his voice rasping in his throat, and Betty
hurried the twisting of her cunt too match his fast approaching climax, to
meet the jet of his magnificent semen as it shot forth from the thrusting
head of his young, hard prick.
She made it. Just as the first spurt of hot juice fountained into
her vagina to mix with the residue of his father's come, Betty ground her
thrumming clit against his pelvis, along the pounding staff and came with
him.
"Ahh! Ahh! I'm coming, I'm coming! Darling, darling--" she
rocked on the tabletop and clamped her legs violently around his sweaty
waist.
"Mom--sweet mom--ahh---it's loading your pussy; it's mixing with
dad's stuff-- all hot and slippery and so great I can't stand it!
Ohh--ahhh-hot and juicy, and your soft ass, and your big tits--I wish I
could fuck you forever and ever."
You can, my love. You will. We'll find times and places like
this. And in the morning--oh, come to me in the morning, soon as your
father goes in to take his shower."
He backed regretfully from between her thighs, and Betty dropped
her legs. "Yes," he said, "in the morning, while he's so close and yet he
doesn't know what's going on, won't know that I'm fucking the cunt he
thinks is only his. It's good to kind of sneak your pussy from dad, but I
wish we could share it, up front and right out in the open."
She; kissed him, finding his face in the dark as she lowered
herself from the top of the kitchen table. His prick was still hard
against her belly, and she petted it with one hand, loving its drippy
head, its balls, everything about it. And loving her son more deeply than
she could ever have believed possible.
It was so much more complete, she thought, knowing now that no
mother could love as she did; unless she had eagerly and lustfully fucked
her own son. To hold was love, to pamper, to discipline was love'; to
care for and to feed, to teach and to fondle was love; but to fuck, to
give the ultimate in happiness , to eat and give the most intimate in
rapture--this was the love that began where the others ended.
"Good night, son," she said, and left him to go upstairs and climb
into her husband's bed, his father's bed. Now she would sleep.
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Yarddogx
Subject: MOM&ME. TXT. #5
From: yarddog200@aol.com (Yarddog200)
Date: 2 Mar 1996 20:35:33 -0500
Message-ID: <4hat15$t55@newsbf02.news.aol.com>
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MOM & ME
Chapter 5
[I did not write this story but have enjoyed it for many years.]
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Chad didn't screw her the next morning. She woke long before he did,
and
rubbed herself against him in voluptuous warmth; she even played with his
prick
for awhile, but Chad only mumbled and stirred beneath the sheet. When he
did
come to, it was just to grunt out of bed and head for the toilet.
Disappointed, Betty lay quietly in the blacked-out bedroom, glad that
they
both wanted their sleeping area cut off from any light that would disturb
them and
cause them to awaken too early. She lay on her back, wondering if Danny
was in
the room yet, or if he was waiting for the sound of the shower before he
would
sneak in and crawl into bed with her.
So much, so often, she thought; only yesterday, she would have kept
track of
the number of times she was screwed in any given month. Very easily, she
could
have counted them--on the fingers of one hand. Now when was confused.
She'd
been fucked so many times she'd stopped tabulating the score, and if there
was any
nicer kind of forgetfulness, Betty didn't know it.
The shower went on, loud in the morning stillness, and she felt her
nipples
rising. Danny, she thought: where was her son Danny? Surely not
oversleeping,
when he promised to creep into her bed.
he touched her tit, and she damned near jumped off the bed. "Shhh,"
he
hissed. "I've been lying on the rug on your side of the bed, just
waiting. Slide over a
little and I'll get in."
"Be quiet," she warned, "oh, do be careful." Her heart was leaping
at the
touch of him, at the rattle of water in the shower stall just inches from
her head.
Her son slid beneath the sheet and began to kiss her tits, running
his hot
tongue over the hard nipples and biting tenderly upon the swollen mounds
themselves. She rolled to him and Danny lifted his face to her, pressed
his stiff
penis against the velvet skin of her trembling belly. His lips reached
her ear and
tickled there, warm and whispering; "How dies he shower--soap all over?"
Dies he
make suds over his balls and cock, then rinse off? He's hairy, I
know--but is he real
hairy in the crotch?"
"Yes," she answered, "thick hair, but springy and curled. Shh,
darling; if he
heard us--"
"He didn't fuck you," he said.
"No," Betty said. "He was in a hurry this morning and besides, we
don't
screw all that often any more; not the way we used to when we were young
and first
married."
He had his hand between her thighs, feeling and stroking, and Betty
lifted
her left leg to place it over Danny's slim, silken body. His prick ben
down and
shoved thrillingly along the hairy nest of her vulva, lying lengthwise
along the
dampening lips of her labia. So soon, she though; so much constant
fucking and still
she craved more. She wanted him to screw her so much that she was willing
to
gamble her marriage in this bed, here and now.
Water rained in the shower stall, and through the wall, Betty could
hear
Chad humming as he bathed. Chad's son nudged the head of his hard cock
into her
pussy lips and urged it inside. She wiggled her ass and helped to seat it
firmly into
her snatch, putting her hands on Danny's buttocks, sliding one arm under
him and
the other over his slim waist. His adorable pecker sunk into her, slid
hungrily into
her cunt, their pubic mounds coming together as she snuggled her son
close, very
close.
She murmured to him, "Your father is rubbing soap over his hairy body
right
now--slide that hard young prick into your mama, sweetheart. Just through
that
wall, he's standing naked and the water is running off his crotch, while
your crotch
is tight against your mother's vulva baby. He doesn't know we're fucking;
he doesn't
know that his son--our son--is fucking his wife. He trusts me, because he
knows I've
never cheated on him. I never wanted to, before now. Oh Danny, my
son--fuck me
more and more!"
"So good," he whispered. "so soft and hot inside, and I dig it when
your belly
slides over mine like this. I enjoy screwing you in secret. You have the
greatest
pussy, the hottest, silkiest cunt in the world. I don't know how dad can
*not* fuck
it, every day and night."
Betty rolled her hips, worked her belly across Danny's flat tummy,
felt his
sweet and symmetrical balls on her thigh. His hard cock was a slow piston
within
her vagina, stroking her clit, probing far back to the cup of her womb.
She said,
"Your father is tired of my pussy."
"I'll never get tired of it," he promised. "No more than I could be
bored with
the sky or the sea or living itself. Your cunt is the most important
thing in the
world to me mother. I adore it, I worship it, I want to fuck and fuck and
*fuck* it!"
"Shh, darling. Fuck it all you want. Fuck your mommy's cunt all you
desire--
but quietly, easy; we don't want your daddy to find out."
Betty hiked her crotch, drew it back, rode the lancing thrusts of her
son's
rigid staff as he fed it steadily into her vagina. She clamped it tight,
gyrated her
hips sot that she would fell the touch of that glorious prick all over the
inner glove
of her pussy. Waves of carnal passion rolled through her, rocked he ass
and shoved
the nipples of her tits into his chest she hung to the cheeks of his ass,
clutched them
and pulled him powerfully into her heaving cunt, grinding and hunching.
The word hissed out of her, sibilant and low between her clenched
teeth:
"Oh, you beautiful mother fucker! Oh, my hard cock son, fuck your
mamma--you
sneaky little cunt stealer--shoot it into me--into--me--*into me*!
Ooohhh! I can't
stand it! I'm going out of my mind --ahh---ooohhh--Danny, you wonderful
mother
fucker!"
His come burst forth, roared out of the head of his prick to wash her
cervix,
to inundate the walls of her shuddering pussy, to make her thrillingly
greasy and
creamily slick. Young, eager semen--teenage come--thick and spurting and
ecstatic.
Betty's cunt sucked on the pumping cock and her own orgasm rose swiftly,
so that
she bucked on his imbedded tool so hard that the bed shook and rattled.
Chad's voice came through the wall: "You okay, Betty? Is anything
wrong?"
"N--no," she called quickly. "I just--I just banged my arm into the
wall when I
turned over."
He son stroked his slippery, greasy cock into her slot, each long
move a
tantalizing reach that made her tremble.
"Sure you're all right?" her husband asked.
"Fine," she said, "just fine."
"Fucking fine" her son breathed into her ear. "Tell daddy you have a
hard
cock up your pussy and you're fucking just fine."
"Hush," she warned, and listened to the sounds in the bathroom, a
little
frightened, but more excited. She'd like to say just that, she
thought--she'd get a
kick out of seeing Chad's face if she ever told him that she had another
male's prick
in her cunt. But she couldn't do that; it would ruin everything, destroy
this
delicious relationship she had discovered with her stiff pronged son.
Swiftly then, she jerked her cunt away from him, snapped his wet rod
out and
shoved against his hairless chest. "He's coming back! Get down on the
floor, quick--
quick!!"
Danny slid away, dropped softly to the carpet and she rolled to her
back,
pressed a forearm across her eyes and tried to slow her frantic breathing.
Her
thighs pressed together, and she could feel the warm seepage of Danny's
semen
between them; her nipples refused to soften.
The door opened, and Chad came to the edge of the bed, sat down upon
it in
the room that was now semi-dark; there was light coming through the partly
open
door from the bathroom. Stay hidden, she though; oh, Danny---keep quiet
and stay
hidden.
Chad reached over, dropped an exploring hand that found her breast
and
moved up her throat to her face. Leaning down, he said, "Sure you didn't
hurt
yourself? Sounded like you fell out of bed. Maybe you knocked off the
lamp on your
side. I'll go see...."
She clutched his wrist. "Oh no! I didn't knock anything over, just
bumped
my elbow on the wall, tossing around."
He tugged. "Probably dreaming and didn't know what you were doing.
I'd
better check."
She rolled to him and pressed her face into the shower-damp stomach;
it was
hairy and smelled faintly of soap. She said into it; " I *was* dreaming
about you. I
mean--all the things you and I have never done, never tried. We're not
getting any
younger, to coin a phrase, and maybe--maybe we've been cheating
ourselves."
He caressed her head. "Hey--that must have been some dream, to shake
you
up like this. What do you mean, the things we never tried? Like going to
Europe or
something?"
Betty had his attention diverted, and she had to keep it away from
the
imaginary lamp accident, had to hold him physically away from the other
side of the
bed where their naked son lay in hiding. She touched her tongue to his
belly hair
and felt him flinch.
"Hey, Betty---what the hell are you doing? Look, I have to grab some
toast
and coffee, get to work--"
She knew him too well; she realized he wouldn't forget a possible
broken
lamp, that he would fret over a broken bulb or frayed cord, until he
checked it out.
She had to *make* him forget it, so that her son would be protected, so
that her
marriage would be kept intact.
"I'm doing something I always wanted to do," she said, nibbling into
this belly
with insistent teeth. "Something I should have done a lot of years
ago--and would
have, except that I was so worried you might think I was a wanton. Now--"
She put her arms around his waist, dipped her face toward his
towel-wrapped
hips and pulled away the covering with her teeth.
"Hey!" Chad said, but she wasn't listening any more. He smelled of
soap and
manhood and a new excitement. Danny was listening, she knew; their son
was only
a few feet away, and he would hear, if not peep at, everything that was
going on.
He'd wanted to watch her screw his father, had he? She'd give him
something else
just as stimulating, and it would sure as hell take Chad's mind off the
lamp.
She snapped away the towel, and rubbed her mouth, her cheeks ;and
chin,
into her husband's crotch, breathing into the furry tangle of his pubic
hair, touching
his limp penis with her lips.
Chad said, "Betty! I don't know what's gotten into you--you know
damned well
that you never--"
She pushed farther down, and his testicles were heavy, only hanging
in their
wrinkled sack. She licked over them, suddenly opened her lips wide and
sucked
them into her mouth as if she was going to crack hem between her teeth.
Her husband's hands darted to her head, tried to lift her away, but
she felt
the tremble of his belly and the lifting of his cock as it began to
stiffen. Blissfully,
she sucked upon his balls, drew her tongue over them, and felt his prick
rise against
her face.
Betty spit out his balls then, dug her fingernails into his hips and
snapped
her mouth over the distended head of his rod. Bit it was, and spongy,
and the
flange around it had been soaked thousands of times in the love oils of
her pussy.
But never had she held it in her lips, or curled her wet tongue around it
as she was
doing now. She bit down on it when Chad tried feebly to withdraw, and
shoved the
tips of her tongue into the tiny slot where fluid was beginning to rise.
"you--you can't do this," her husband said above her, somewhere in
the
swirling clouds over her busy head. "Betty, Betty, darling--we never--you
couldn't--
ahhhhhh!"
She drew that lovely blunt end far back into her mouth, moved it
devotedly
along the velvet roof of her mouth, moved it back into the fever of her
throat. Using
her tongue as a rammer, she shoved Chad's prick back to the outer confines
of her
lips, then swiftly sucked it back in again, her cheeks indenting with the
power of
her pulling.
"Ummmm," she moaned, and slipped her hands from his hips, one of them
going to his damp balls, the other searching between the cheeks of his ass
to find
the wooly ring that was his anus. She'd never done that, even with Danny,
and she
didn't know what impelled her to do it the, except some innate instinct
hitherto
wedged deeply within her inner core.
Sucking, licking, biting at his hard cock, Betty ate her husband's
organ for
the first time, realizing that it should have been done many times before
this. She
ought to have devoured his prick , made it a part of her mouth as it had
been made
a vital piece of her cunt. She had taken his semen and made it into three
beautiful
children; ;she could eat it was well, make it into a love meal for the
empty places of
her belly.
Chad grunted. "You--you bitch! You--bitch---sucking my prick!
Never--my
wife--you never---ahhhhhhhh, your wonderful cocksucker--eat my prick; EAT
IT UP,
YOU BITCH!! SUCK ME OFF!!!"
Betty sucked; she drew upon the swollen, leaking head and slid her
mouth up
and down, wobbled her face from side to side so that his now pumping cock
could
know the fondling of every hell, every valley of her mouth, her tongue and
teeth, her
lips and throat.
Blindly, she squeezed his balls and bent her head to force his
driving cock
farther back into her throat. He other hand caressed his asshole,
fingered its tip
into the hairy ring, and she sucked, sucked, her head moving more rapidly
up and
down.
Chad hesitated, breaking his rhythm, his hands tugging weakly at her
hair,
and she wanted to tell him never mind, that she *wanted*him to come in her
throat,
that she *wanted* to swallow his spray of semen.
Shuddering, he jerked his belly into her face, crushed her head with
his
hands and gave a great, final lunge of his thick cock. His ejaculation
was huge, a
thundering Vesuvius of semen that erupted in her throat, hot and heavy and
saturating. Betty accepted its homage gladly, happily. She gulped down
the rush of
fluids, sucked joyfully upon the flexing head of her husband's massive
prick to drain
more the excitingly flavored stuff.
As Chad sighed back to rest upon his elbows, she held to his cock,
teasing it
with her tongue, and only then did she remember that their son had
probably been
watching from the dark corner of the heaving bed. Danny had at least
heard the
sucking noises, the slippery sounds of wet prick in a hungry mouth; he had
listened
tot he rhythm of the bed and to his father's diminishing protests.
Danny must have a champion hard on, she thought, and came very close
to
giggling around Chad's softening prick, as her husband said, "I--I enjoyed
that very
much, Betty. And I'm sorry I called you those names."
She lifted her mouth from his penis, gave the shrinking head a last
kiss.
"You just called me a bitch and a cocksucker--and I am. It's nice being
bitchy, and
even nicer to at last suck your cock."
"I meant--oh hell," he said, and she moved her mouth up his belly to
his chest,
up his brushy chest to his throat and then to his chin. Chad wiggled
uncomfortably, and she smiled.
"Oh no,": she said. "Don't go all revolted on me now. I ate your
prick and
swallowed your semen, and you loved every moment of it. So now you can
just taste
your own flavors."
Clamping her mouth over his, she thrust her still oily tongue deeply
into his
mouth. Chad shivered, and that was all; a moment later, he returned the
kiss,
sliding his tongue over hers. Betty crushed her tits into his chest and
began to rub
her wet mound over his thigh. Now she had an excuse for it to be wet, and
she
wondered what her son was feeling then, if he was going out of his skill
with desire.
It was a good thing that they had already fucked, she thought; otherwise
Danny
might be jacking off right now.
Maybe he was, anyhow; it was possible that he was holding his tiff
cock in his
hand and squirming bare-assed on the rug, about to let go his own orgasm.
That
would be a waste. The precious fluid should be put into her body.
Chad pulled back to get his breath. "Damn; I guess I'll just call in
to the
office and tell them I can't make it this morning."
She thought of Danny on the floor. "Oh no, Chad. Go ahead to
work--I--I
have an appointment with Miss Carothers, anyway. You know---the lady who
want
me to help with the charity campaign: I'd rather be here with you, but
she'll get
very upset if I'm not on time, and--"
"Okay," he said. "I just wanted to lie here and talk with you
about--well,
about what you just did and about how passionate you're getting lately.
I don't
mean you weren't always hot, but well, it seems as if the past couple of
days have
changed you, made you wild."
She eased off his body, lay back and pulled the sheet over her legs.
"Are you
complaining, Chad?"
"No," he answered, "oh hell, no. It's just--something I can't figure
out."
She forced a gentle laugh. "We'll discuss it later. This weekend,
when we
have a lot of time together. All right?"
"Sure. Besides, the kids are home this summer, and--what did I do
with my
towel? Here it is, on the floor." He stood uncertainly beside the bed,
then blew a
kiss down at her and went back into the bathroom, closing the bedroom door
behind
him.
Things rattled in the bath, and the toilet flushed. the bed sagged,
and Betty
put out a warning hand to touch her son's naked body. When he slid in
beside her
and snuggled to her flesh, she whispered---"Keep still and keep quiet.
All your
father's habit patterns were broken just the, and now there's no telling
what he'll
do, which way he'll turn, what he'll forget and have to come back for."
Danny nuzzled into her hair, breathed into her ear, very softly: "I
peeked
from the corner, just lifting my eyes above your pillow. I couldn't see
much because
it's so black in here, but I could make out the outline of your head and
his body,
when you went down on him. Wow!! All those wet sounds, those eating
noises, and
the way the bed was going up and down. I almost freaked out."
"Shhhh," she said, "be quiet."
They lay softly together, waiting together and Betty knew they had to
work
out something, to develop some way of either bringing Chad into the
situation fully,
or of hiding it completely from him. This was more than dangerous,
sharing the bed
with her son while her husband was so close by; this was foolhardy.
Chad went down the hallway, down the stairs, and Betty continued to
listen,
her heartbeat faster than usual, her pulse still racing from oral sex and
from the
fright she had undergone.
Danny began to stroke her body, to push his rigid penis against her
leg. She
shook her head and hissed at him: "Wait, Damnit! We have to be sure of
him; we
must be certain your father isn't going to blow up if he finds out about
us. I don't
know how in the hell we *can* be sure of that, but--"
Her son said softly, "He has to be brought in. I suggest Linda."
Betty blinked. "Linda? How--what can she --"
"She can seduce him," Danny explained. "My older sister can get dad
to fuck
her, and then he'll be too guilty to think of anything else for awhile."
Sucking in her breath, Betty said, Linda?" But what makes you think
she'd
do anything like that with your father--that your sister would commit
incest?"
She stopped talking, foundering on the shoal of the incestual image,
because
she and her son were already into it. But Linda was happily married, and
she'd
never go for her own father, and--it was an idea, Betty admitted. It
probably was a
pretty good idea, if it could possibly be worked our in detail.
She said, "How, Danny? How do we get your sister to lay her
father?"
He said, "She's been dropping hints; like sex is getting to be a
habit with her
husband, like maybe she'd soon try looking around for a little new romance
."
Betty frowned. "But a romance with your father--?"
"I know my sister," Danny said. "Better than anybody knows her; she
opens
up with me, tells me things that she doesn't mention to the rest of the
family. No, I
don't believe she'd go for dad right away --- but if I make the right
moves and feed
her enough juice, I believe she'll go for me."
"You?" Betty sat up in bed, stunned despite the casual tone that had
been
coming into the conversation between she and her son. "You'd screw Linda,
and
she'd--she would let you----?"
"Just as you did," Danny said. "She has to get smashed to be honest,
but I
think if I can get her to talking about her sex life and petting her some,
and if she
thinks we're alone and all safe, Linda will screw me. If she
doesn't--I'll rape her,
and once I get my cock into my sweet sister's cunt, she'll forget about
anything else.
She's that much like you, mother. Now--I heard daddy's car pull out of
the
driveway, so lie back and relax. Or do I have to rape you too?"
Betty lay back upon the pillow. "You would too-- you horny little
cocksman.
Linda and you, then Linda and her dad. And what do I do, all that time?"
He fingered into her pussy. "There'll always be some prick for
you..."
[End Chapt. 5]
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Yarddogx
Subject: MOM&ME. TXT. #6
From: yarddog200@aol.com (Yarddog200)
Date: 2 Mar 1996 20:33:48 -0500
Message-ID: <4hasts$t3d@newsbf02.news.aol.com>
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Mom & Me
Chapter 6
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When Betty gave her younger daughter two dollars and told her to take
her
friend to the movies, Nikki grabbed the bills and flew out of the house
without
argument.
Danny looked after her, and said, "She's going to get suspicious,
after a
while."
"We'll worry about that when it happens," Betty said. "Right now,
we have
to get the situation ironed out with Linda. Danny, are you sure--"
"Sure as I can be," he said. "did you call Linda?"
"While you were taking a bath. She's on her way over; said she was
bored at
home and needed a change."
Danny laughed. "I'll try to give her a change, all right. Linda's
about ripe for
a new cock, and mine is certainly available."
Betty shook her head and poured glasses of cold punch. Tasting the
mix, she
made a face. "How much rum did you put in this?"
"The whole bottle," he said. "Linda never could hold her juice, and
if she get
smashed right away, we can get it on that much sooner. Otherwise, it's
going to be
a long, dry weekend, with dad home all the time and us not able to get
together for
even one quick fuck."
She drank down the cold punch and felt a little shiver in her tummy.
It was
the way her son *talked* about everything, as if they were discussing his
schoolwork, or the grocery list. He was casual about discussing their sex
acts, and
this plan for the seduction of his married sister.
She stared at him as he slouched in the kitchen chair, his slim, bare
legs
stuck out, the feathering of hair on them bronzed by the sun. The table,
she
thought; oh lord--he had screwed her right on this very table last night,
when
everyone else in the house was asleep. He'd lifted her to the tabletop
and spread
her legs to walk in between them with his perpetually hard prick in his
hand. Her
son had fucked her as eagerly as if he'd never touched her before, and it
had been
good, wild for both of them..
"Where will you--do it?" she asked. "If your sister goes along,
that is." Betty
felt like a procurer, or some equally bad kind of traitor. She was
helping her
daughter to break her marriage vows, and being instrumental in bringing
Linda
into incest.
"The family room," Danny said. "I'll get the stereo going with her
favorite
tapes, and put the punch on ice in there. We can get her talking, and
drinking, and
then--I guess we have to play it by ear. If she pays too much attention
to you being
around, you'll have to slip out--at least for awhile."
"All right," Betty said, and drank another glass of potent punch
before
carrying the punch bowl into the family room and placing it on the little
bar there.
He son followed her and put his hands on her waist as she stood at
the bar.
Betty was wearing a pair of white shorts that accented her pale and
lustrous skin,
and a thin, see-through blouse that showed her lacy cup bra. She felt
wicked in the
outfit, and of course she was.
Leaning back against him, Betty felt her son's erection, felt him
pushing
against her buttocks. He kissed the back of her neck and cupped her heavy
tits
with both hands.
"You have the most fabulous tits I ever felt, mother."
She turned her face, kissed his cheek, and snuggled her ass tightly
to his rod,
to the hard bulge in his cutoff jeans. "How many tits have you felt?"
"A few; not too many, I guess. I felt up six or eight girls before I
screwed any
of them, so I guess they don't count; only the ones I fucked."
Betty knew a delicious intimacy. A curious gnawing of something
else--
jealousy? She said, "How many did you--fuck?"
"Just four," Danny said. "Three chicks in class and my English
teacher."
"Your teacher?"
He ground his crotch into the cheeks of her ass. "Sure; she's only
twenty-
eight, and I had this thing for older women, since I was so horny to lay
you. It took
some work, because she's cute and half the guys in class were trying to
make her.
But she's not nearly as good a fuck as you are, mom. I mean, you're just
the best,
the greatest."
She moved away from him then, mollified, feeling the jolt of rum she
wasn't
used to drinking, feeling more than a little bitchy, too. "You'd better
save that hard
on for your sister; she should be here any minute now. Remember, she's an
older
woman, too."
He grinned. "Only twenty-one; just four years older than me. I like
them
riper--like you; but I'll admit I always had an idea about screwing Linda.
She was
always had an idea about screwing Linda. She was always flitting around
and
showing her legs clear to her ass, or letting me get a good peep at her
tits. And lots
of times, she'd come in from a date and tell me how guys were feeling her
up,
especially Glenn, before she married him. I think she was trying to turn
me on."
Betty felt a little better, and a little drunker. She poured herself
another
small cup of the punch and sipped it. Maybe it ran in the blood, she
thought;
something slightly twisted in her genes that had been passed along to her
children.
*She* had always wanted to be screwed by her son; she confessed that to
herself
now. Oh, it hadn't been out in the open, but she'd always liked to touch
him, and
she had often cast glances at his tightly shaped ass, as his lumpy crotch.
And these impulses had been inherited by Danny, thank goodness, or
badness, whichever. He possessed this dark and overwhelming passion that
demanded he fuck his mother, that drove him to come into the vagina that
had
given him birth. She was glad; she was damned happy for that urge.
Linda, then; very attractive Linda Maddox Forrester. The young
housewife
was shorter than her mother, at five feet, six inches; she had rich brown
hair, a
shade darker than Danny's, Betty remembered, and was proud of the girl's
exceptional figure.
Had Linda received the same hot combination of genes that made incest
so
compelling for her mother and her brother? They would soon find out;
Betty heard
the car pull up in the driveway, and smiled at Danny. "Here she is."
Danny stroked his softened penis. "Yeah. I hope she's anxious for
this. But
I'll be cool."
Linda bounced into the house, full of energy and blooming with
youthful
vitality. "Hi! What was all the big secret, getting me over here in the
middle of the
day? Not that I wasn't glad to get out of that damned apartment."
Betty kissed her daughter's cheek, and felt the brush of her breast
against
Linda's. It felt tingly, now that she had more in mind than a motherly
embrace.
But *Danny* just loved motherly embraces.
"Hey now," Linda said. "You've been juicing it up. What's the
occasion?"
Danny came from the family room bearing gifts--two cups of the
powerful
punch. "Mom and I just decided to spend the afternoon with you. You look
wonderful, sis; prettier than ever.
Linda took the cup and gave him a fleeting kiss on the mouth as
Betty
watched. "My favorite brother," Linda said. "You're growing up every
day."
Linda was wearing a mini, and Betty looked over the flawless thighs
and well
shaped legs the skirt exposed. As her son had said, Linda' breasts
weren't as big as
her mother's, but they were high and firm.
"you never acted bratty, like a brother," Linda was saying. "I
always felt as
if I could talk to you, Danny."
"You can," he said. "Come on in and sit. I've got your old tapes
on."
Betty followed after, not quite certain of her role, but eager to be
part of it, to
be in on the action from the start. Linda's tail had a suggestive swing
to it, she
noticed, and found herself wondering if her son-in-law had gotten into
Linda before
they were married. Probably, she decided; the girl was passionate and
lovely. Why
not? Glenn would have been some kind of fool if he hadn't kept trying
until he
fucked her.
And Betty's son-in-law didn't look that foolish; he looked yummy and
lithe,
and Betty wondered how screwing him could become tiresome. She'd have to
ask
her daughter.
Linda was laughing on the couch, and Danny was sitting beside her
refilling
her glass. Betty went to the punchbowl, but hesitated; her head was
already light
and there was a warmly woozy sensation in her veins.
"Great," Danny said, "just great. And that's a fab skirt, Linda.
You should
never hide legs that wonderful."
The music swirled through the room, and Linda stretched out her legs
for
them to admire. Downing her second drink, she said, "Glenn kind of
ignores them
now. I don't mean he forget them, but he doesn't eye them the way he used
to.
Marriage----yekk."
Betty said carefully, "Doesn't he--love you as often?"
Linda turned her head. "Why, mom!" Have you been nipping at this
tasty
punch for awhile? I never heard you ask anything like that before."
Danny said, "You'd be surprised at how mom is blossoming out. Didn't
you
dig those while shorts?"
Linda stuck out her lips while Danny poured some more juice into her
glass.
"I always wished *my* legs were that long and sleek. But wiggling around
in shorts
and a see-through---have you gotten yourself a lover, mom?"
Laughing, Linda drank some more, and spluttered when her brother
said,
"Yes; mother has a lover, and a good one."
"Damn!" Linda said, with feeling. "I was kidding around, but--*you*,
mom?
Making it on the side with another man?"
Betty took a deep breath, but her head was still a little fuzzy. "Is
that so
difficult to believe? Does it shock you that much?"
Her daughter shook her head. "N--no, but you--you've always been so
uptight
about sex, and--well, hell; *good* for you! I hope you have a great time
balling the
guy, and I wish I could find somebody just as exciting. Look, I don't
mean that
Glenn and I don't make it; we do. It's just that after two years, we know
everything
that each other is going to do. It's kind of boring, and I think if I get
laid by some
other man, it might actually stimulate my sex life with my husband."
"It will," said Betty. "It really will."
"Wow, Linda breathed, her rich drown hair falling over one side of
her face
and her lips just a little slack. "Never thought I could talk to *you*
like this, mom.
Now ol' Danny here--"
She put one hand on her brother's bare leg, and Danny slid closer on
the
couch, moved his butt down a bit so that her hand was pushed up his thigh.
He
said, "You know the guy mom's swinging with."
"I do?" Linda's head wobbled, but she tried to focus on her mother.
"Who is
it, mom?"
Danny had a hard on now; Betty could see the heavy bulge in his short
jeans.
He took his sister's hand and lay it upon his stiff cock. He said, "Guess
who, sis."
Linda's head swivelled back so fast it threw her off balance and she
almost
fell off the couch. Her brother used his other hand to help her catch her
balance,
and it was no accident that it moved from the small of her back down to
the trimly
modeled haunch.
"Wh--what? *What*?" Linda asked. "You and --and mother?
How--what----"
Danny had a good grip on the cheek of his sister's ass now, and in
her shock,
she hadn't even tried to remove her hand from the erection at his crotch.
He
hunched it against her hand and played with her ass. Linda's eyes looked
blurred,
and he said to her: "Sure, me and mom. Why not? She's beautiful and hot,
and I
dig her like crazy; she digs me, too. we fuck day and night."
"I--don't--daddy--what about daddy?"
Danny unzipped his jeans and shoved his long, hard prick into his
sister's
limp had. "He doesn't know--but now you do. And we want you to swing
with us,
with mom and me."
"I can't get my head straight," Linda said. "It's all so--I'd say
you were
putting me on, except mom's standing there and watching you put your cock
into my
hand. I don't know--I can't think--"
"You don't have to think," Danny said, easing his hand up his
sister's thigh.
"Just lie back and let me show you what I do to mom, how I put this prick
into her
juicy, rich pussy. Linda--you know I always wanted to stick it to you,
and you know
you always teased me into it. Well, we don't have to play games anymore;
now we
can get it on."
She was sinking back, and Betty saw her son's hand cup her daughter's
mound, that delectably swollen mound snugged by Linda's silken panties.
Linda said, "But--with mom right here?"
"Sure; she wants to see how we swing, and she'll even help me get
your
clothes off, won't you, mom?"
"Yes," Betty said through numb lips, and moved toward them with her
own
nipples gone stiff and her own crotch turning dewy. She had gone too far
now;
there was no backing out, no escape--and she didn't really *want* to get
away. She
needed to be here, a witness to what was about to happen. She had to be
part of
this magnificently thrilling episode, and she would. Moving like a robot,
she
approached her older daughter and her only son.
Danny was pulling off his sister's stockings, peeling down the nylon
pantyhose and working off the frilly panties. Bending over the couch,
Betty took
hold of Linda's blouse and eased it up and over her limp arms. Her
daughter had
her eyes closed, the thick lashes lying curled and long upon the delicate
curve of her
cheek.
"Look at the hair on this cunt," Danny was saying softly. "Mom,
isn't that
the curliest pussy hair you ever saw?"
And indeed it was, thick and deep and luxuriant, curling in a million
tightly
rolled brown springs, making a heavy bush between the fair and silken skin
of
Linda's thighs. Then Betty unhooked the girl's bra and saw the delightly
shaped
mounds of her young, firm tits leap forth. The pinkish brown nipples were
erect
and trembling, and the disrobing was done. Linda lay naked upon the
couch, all her
vibrantly lovely body exposed to the avid eyes of her mother and brother.
"Beautiful," Danny breathed, and Betty saw that he had shucked out of
his
jeans and was kneeling on the couch at his sister's feet. "Smooth and
beautiful, sis.
You don't have to think about anything--just lie there and feel good. I'm
going to be
your new lover, and because I'm also your brother, it'll be better for
both of us. I
love you as my sister and as a beautiful young woman, and as a wife ready
for some
fun, and I'm just about to love you as a hot, juicy cunt."
"Danny," Linda breathed through lax lip. "Oh yes, yes!!"
Betty stepped back and began to remove her own clothing. Anything
upon
her fevered flesh felt constrictive, choking, and she simply had to rip it
away. Her
shorts and panties, bra and blouse fluttered to the floor; Betty also
stood naked as
her children, and the air felt wonderful upon her skin.
Danny bent low and licked his sister's toes. She flinched and
squirmed, and
the boy kissed wetly over her foot, bit gently upon her calf and licked
her shins.
Sliding up her legs, he continued to kiss her skin, to fondle and nip at
her legs, her
thighs. Danny planted a lingering kiss into the deep drown pubic hair,
and Betty
thought for a moment that she was going to see her son eat his sister's
pussy.
But as she sank to the carpet close by the couch, only an arm's
length away
from the beautiful naked figures, she watched Danny move on up Linda's
belly. His
rigid penis was gripped in one hand, and his hairy balls were swinging
pendulously
between his thighs.
Betty's voice surprised her, coming of its own accord from her lips:
"Fuck
her, Danny---oh, please hurry and fuck her!"
"Yes, mom," he answered, and crawled between her knee-lifted legs to
guide
the bulging head of his eager prick into the shaggy forest of his sister's
pubic
mound.
"Fuck her," Betty repeated in an intense whisper. "Fuck you sister;
stick it
on into your sister's pussy, son."
"I am mother. Watch it slide on inside Linda's cunt. She's boiling
inside,
tight and hot--hot and slidy. Oh, Linda--oh sis--my prick's moving right
into your
cunt."
Linda's head swung from side to side, a silent metronome; her arms
lay limp
at her sides as her brother took her buttocks and hiked her bushy pelvis
to meet his
first plunge into her vulva. Fascinated, Betty sat on the floor and
stared as the
slim, hard penis inched into the redly accepting lips of his sister's
labia.
Round and smooth, Betty's ass was lifted, tilted from the couch, and
her
brother's prick pushed steadily, powerfully, on into the hairy nest. His
balls came to
rest in her crack, and the full length of his cock was imbedded into her
vagina.
"Ummm," Linda murmured. "Omm--long and hard; good, good,"
His chest lowered to hers, and her tits were flattened sweetly to him
as the
lower part of her body began to move with slow and studied lasciviousness.
Danny
kissed her open mouth, and Betty watched her children couple in lovely
intimacy,
belly to belly and mouth to mouth. Linda wrapped her arms around her
brother
and ground her pelvis into Danny's crotch.
Betty stared; the boy's cock slid out of her pussy, came back
glistening with
his sister's love juices, hesitated with the head of it still buried into
her feminine
softness, thrust forward once more, slipped in to the root.
"Uuummm," Linda said, between dartings of her tounge into her lips,
"oh
baby, that's so hard and so good. Wow---I thought my husband could fuck,
but
you've got it on him, Danny. Uuummmm--feels wild, when the head of it
pokes
away back in me. Do it to your sister, baby--I haven't been screwed in
three days,
and I need your fantastic prick!!"
Betty's tits were so swollen that they ached, the nipples hard and
ready to
break off. She slid one hand into her lap, fondled her mound and found it
wetly
throbbing. She used a finger to slowly caress her labia as she watched
the action
directly before her.
Pretty well smashed, turned on by her first impalement upon her
brother's
expertly and hungrily used cock, Linda had thrown all coyness to the
winds. She
was clinging to Danny and hammering her cunt up at his strokes, absorbing
each
push of his rod and gyrating sensuously upon his meat.
"You--you little son of a bitch!" she panted, pounding her crotch
into his,
grinding and shuddering. "You sneaky little bastard--fucking mom, and now
me.
Wowy--oh hey--you have the greatest cock--fuck me hard, brother--little
baby
brother with the farout fuck pole--fuck me hard--HARD!"
Danny responded by speeding up his thrusts, by ganging his prick into
her
cunt so violently that her ass cheeks jiggled and her tits shook with each
heavy
stroke.
"Good, good--hard! Fuck me--fuck me--I--I'm coming--coming--oh son
of a
bitch--I'm *coming*, baby brother.
"Sis--sis!" Danny gasped. He drove his cock into her pussy, lunged
and
bucked it up his sister's shivering wet cunt, and Betty saw him stiffen
out, saw his
legs stretch back and looked closely at the way his balls leaped upward.
He was coming. Betty knew exactly the sensation of his hot semen
leaping
forth into a cunt, knew to the last quiver of feeling how his come
splashed and
drenched the walls of an inflamed pussy. Now his older sister was feeling
it, too;
now Linda was being bathed in the sticky cream of her brother's
ejaculating penis.
Linda was adoring it. Betty saw her twist and heave, watched her
claw at
her brother's slim ass, and heard the sloshing noise as Linda worked her
vagina
frantically over Danny's immersed staff.
"I--oohhhh" Oh, Danny! Oh, baby--soak my vagina; flood my cunt; pack
me
with your semen, my darling!"
Betty's finger manipulated her clit, teased it, but she didn't stroke
herself to a
climax. Not yet, she thought; Danny will be ready to go again, in just a
little while.
And if Linda isn't too shaken up, or too smashed, then maybe she can watch
him
pack that fabulous meat to his mother. Her mother, too. That would make
it all
immeasurably better, add that spicy fillip to the sharing that could now
be theirs,
all three of them.
A lift of anticipation surged within Betty. She stopped playing with
her cunt
and moved the hand out to drift it lightly over the silken cheeks of her
son's ass.
The first step of the plan had been accomplished: Linda Maddox Forester
had been
seduced by Danny, and she knew that her mother had been screwing him, too.
That eased the way for their next move, Linda making it with her
father. It
could take a little more time and effort, but the end result would
certainly be worth
any trouble. Maybe they could work on it this weekend; Linda could bring
Glenn
over and stay until late Sunday night. From now until then, she should be
able to
contrive a method of getting her father to stick his thick penis into her
yearning
cunt.
Linda had wanted some new and exciting action, Betty thought. The
girl was
finding it now, and would come up with more. First her stiff-dicked
brother; then
her daddy. If that wasn't enough newness for her, she'd better hang onto
Glenn.
Glenn, Betty thought; oh lord, what were they going to do with
Linda's
husband? The house would be crowded, and every additional guest increased
the
chances of discovery that much ;more. Glenn was active and virile; he
couldn't be
conned into getting smashed on rum punch, to keep him out of the way.
But he could be drawn into something else, she decided. Like
screwing his
mother-in-law. Now that she'd pushed aside most of the old, confining
barriers,
Betty could excite him, make him so hot to got that he couldn't draw back.
She
would fuck h him so thoroughly, so completely, that he wouldn't be
interested in
roaming around the house.
Smiling, Betty continued to sit on the carpet beside the couch, and
to caress
her son's ass. Sometimes her fingers strayed down the crack of his
buttocks and
over his balls, and sometimes they went even farther, to barely touch the
curly,
springy pubic hairs of her daughter, there at the spot where Danny's prick
was
shoved into them, right to the hilt.
She could feel her son relax, feel his back muscles soften. He
turned his face
toward his mother and smiled. Betty couldn't resist. She moved closer
and kissed
his mouth, accepted the penetration of his tongue.
++++++++++End Chapt. 6+++++++++++
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Yarddogx
Subject: MOM&ME. TXT. #7
From: yarddog200@aol.com (Yarddog200)
Date: 2 Mar 1996 20:31:24 -0500
Message-ID: <4haspc$t1c@newsbf02.news.aol.com>
Mom & Me
Chapter 7
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Linda said, "Are you sure the doors are locked?"
Danny laughed. "Look who's being uptight now."
"No," Linda said, curling her smooth and shapely legs under her body.
"It's
just that if somebody walks in and catches us all sitting around bare
assed like this,
they'll think we've all freaked out--and maybe we have. If daddy comes
home, or
Nikki, or wow!--if my husband drives up--"
"we thought of the possibilities," Betty said. "The doors are locked
and we
more or less have an idea where everyone else in the family is right now."
"I hope so," Linda said. "I sure hope the hell so. I mean--getting
snockered
and getting laid by my brother is one thing, but getting caught at it is
another. And
mom, if daddy caught *you*--or even me--I hate to think of what he'd do."
"That's what we have to take care of, "Betty said. "That's why you
have to
screw your father."
Linda dropped her glass, but Danny caught it before it hit the rug.
She said,
"Oh--hey! Hey, that's the wildest, craziest thing I ever--"
"Oh come on," Danny said. "You know damned well that you've had the
hots
for him ever since you started growing up. Now's your chance to do
something
about it."
Linda took another cold glass of rum punch, drank half of it, then
giggled. "I
guess I just can't get used to this, to the whole goofy idea. I mean,
sitting here
naked with my brother and my mom, and talking about screwing my daddy.
It's too
much."
"You enjoyed balling me," Danny said. "It'll be terrific with dad.
I love
putting it to you, Linda, but there's something just a little extra, when
I fuck mom."
Linda flinched visibly and drank the rest of her punch. She said,
"When I
look at you, mother--nude and beautiful like that, I wonder why I grew up
thinking
of you as old. You're something else--those big round breasts and that
lovely black
hair on your mound, and I've always admired your long, provocative legs.
I mean,
you really have a gorgeous body. But--thinking about you and Danny, I
don't know.
It all seems sort of unreal."
"Oh, it's real," Betty said, herself fortified heavily by the rum and
as yet
ungratified. "but I guess we'd better prove it. Danny?"
"Any time, mom, I was just getting back my energy, and seeing you
there
waiting for me--that brought it back in a hurry. See it growing?"
She smiled at his half-risen erection, always drawn to the splendid
charm of
his cock and to the perfection of his naked body. Such a beautiful boy,
and such a
lovely girl with him. She was very proud of them both.
"Ill lie down on the floor, and you can mount me. Linda, our mom is
some
exquisite piece of ass; she's as hot and tight in the cunt as you are, and
she really
eats up a prick."
Betty kneeled on the carpet as her son stretched himself flat on it,
his slim
legs reaching to her, his sunbronzed skin gleaming beguilingly and his
penis lifting,
turning harder with each moment. It was an alluring erection, and she
slid forward
on her knees. Opening them, she passed over his legs and sat erect and
poised
above his lavender headed penis. She could not resist playing with it,
toying with
the balls and running her fingertips lightly up and down the throbbing
staff. She
felt the oiliness left by his recent ejaculation, the residue of her
daughter's vaginal
lubrication.
Danny was caressing her thighs, smiling up at her as he cupped the
cheeks of
her ass and finger walked through the tufted shag of her cunt hair. She
trembled
above him, prolonging her screwing, drawing out the anticipation of
feeling her son's
singular prick entering her quaking vulva.
"Lovely, mom," Danny said, peering up into her crotch. "I can see
your cunt
lips all red and waiting. So beautiful, so sexy."
"Darling," she breathed, forgetting for the moment that her daughter
was
sitting only inches away and staring with open-mouthed fascination. "Oh
darling,
give mommy your sweet you prick!"
She inched down upon its upthrust head, positioning her slot
carefully upon
the blunt end of her son's swollen rod. The head touched into her humid
labia,
probed lovingly into the thick forest of her pubic hair and found the
slippery
entrance to ecstasy.
Lowering her crotch slowly, Betty settled upon his cock. It eased
into her
fevered vagina, slid teasingly over her tremulous clit and went all the
way up when
she sat upon his pelvis. His balls were forced against the lips of her
pussy, and she
liked that.
"All the way in," Danny said. "My cock's locked into your pussy,
mother.
You're so juicy inside, it's almost as if daddy had been fucking you
before I got my
prick in. so slidy and good, so tickly--and when you rock your beautiful
ass back and
forth like that, I go ape."
"Betty leaned over him, pushed one of her nipples at his face.
"Here, darling--
suck this; you love your mommy's tit so much, just suck away on this,
while mommy
screws you."
Wetly, his lips pulled it in, and his teeth gnawed tenderly upon her
nub.
Danny sucked it then, sucked on it as is he was a baby again, and she was
feeding
him mild instead of cunt. His hands held both her jiggling breasts and he
rubbed
his forehead into the one he wasn't sucking.
Betty rolled her ass and lifted upon her knees, pulling her pussy up
his cock
until she felt the rounded flange of the head against her inner labia.
Then she
pushed down again, swivelling her crotch as she did so, and heard her
vagina make
gulping, liquid noises.
Danny pulled on her nipple, his hands clenching her ass cheeks, his
belly
arching and sliding over hers, dampening with sweat. She fucked him with
long,
deliberate movements of her lower body, seesawing and pumping, hunching
and
grinding, giving him all the delight she could, thrilling herself with
each slickened
thrust.
Suddenly he tore his hungry mouth away from her wet tit, and grunted
out
his needs: "Oh--ah, mother!! Yes, oh yes--that magic cunt. But--not
yet; don't make
me come yet. I want to eat my sister's cunt!"
Surprised, Betty slowed her ass movements, allowed his stiff prick to
nestle
motionless within the velvet clasping of her pussy. "but Danny--how--"
"Linda," he said. "Sis--get off the couch and stand over me. Put
one foot on
each side of my body."
As if she was mesmerized, Linda stood up, moved stiltedly to where
they lay
upon the floor and obeyed her brother's gasped commands, placing one of
her feet on
each side of his head. His arms lifted, and he ran his hands over her
ass, her
thighs, down to her spread calves and back up again, searching and
embracing.
"Just sit down on me," he said. "Like mom's doing, but you sit on my
face, sis-
-please, oh please. I want to taste your pussy."
"All right," Linda answered breathlessly, and bent her knees, brought
her
crotch down and down until the mossy and lathered mound was just over his
mouth.
She kneeled then, and allowed him to pull her cunt into position for his
probing
tongue.
They were so close, so near. Sitting upon her son's prick, Betty
stared at the
red reaching of his tongue as it darted into her daughter's vulva. Linda
squirmed,
and her thickly wooled mound covered her brother's mouth, leaving only his
chin
exposed; her milky white thighs closed around his head, and Betty was
afraid that
Danny would be smothered in pussy, that he couldn't breathe.
But evidently he was revelling in the envelopment, for he wiggled and
his
prick moved within Betty's vagina. Betty sat quietly upon Danny's rod
until it
moved again; then she began to stroke on it, taking up where she had left
off, her
orgasm postponed by the long hesitation, but her longing was even keener.
"Mom," Linda said softly, "Oh, mom!"
Betty looked into her daughter's face, into Linda's eyes. She
reached for her
daughter's hands and held them as they both rocked upon the boy's body
beneath
theirs.
"Linda---it's so --"
"Yes, mom--yes!"
Betty pumped sensuously upon the prick within her pussy, and Linda
ground
lightly upon the mouth that was eating into her cunt. Betty saw the
perfectly
modelled tits of her daughter bounce, saw the stunning nipples weaving
from side to
side as Linda rode her brother's face.
Thata when her daughter released her hands, and felt out to take
Betty's tits,
her fingers spread to encompass the pale mounds and the palms pressing
down
upon the hard nipples Betty arched her back and thrust her breasts against
the
adoring hands, and before she knew it, she was fondling the sweet young
tits so
appealingly moving before her.
Holding each other's breasts, they moved in unison, one of them
screwing
Danny's cock, the other fucking his mouth. Caressing, squeezing, moaning
softly
and whispering endearments, they leaned closer and closer, until their
lips met.
Betty shuddered from head to toe as her mouth slid over Linda's, as
her
daughter's lips opened to take in the tentative probing of her tongue.
Then they
were kissing in earnest, their tits together, their arms around one
another, tongues
running wild and their teeth clashing as their gushing breaths mixed
hotly.
"Baby--my wonderful girl--"
"Mamma--oh mamma--kiss me, love me--"
Heaving, burrowing up and around, Danny poked hard with his cock, and
Betty responded to its stabbing by riding it, by twisting its meaty rod
within the
silked gloved clenching of her soapy cunt, and she could sense that he was
going to
let go his load at any second.
She took her mouth an inch away from Linda's to say: "Ride him,
sweetheart--he's ready to come!!"
"Ahh! Uuumm!! Danny--Danny, eat me! suck my pussy like that--like
THAT!!"
Churning her own ass, Betty crushed her mouth into her daughter's
just as
the girl came, and the spasms racked them both, for Betty was rising to
her own
climax, coming fiercely upon the spiralling prick of her son that was
feeling into the
very cup of her womb.
Beneath them, Danny Maddox bucked like a mustang, pounding his cock
madly into his mother's dripping vagina, biting into this sister's buttery
pussy--and
when he came, the spurting was the foaming jet of a fire hose, a solid
striking of
thick fluid up into Betty's sheath. The juices boiled over the flexing
head of her
son's prick and called forth an answering release of her own jellies, an
increase in
greasy slaves that their interlocked sex organs didn't need.
Gasping in her mother's mouth, Linda moaned and went limp all over.
She
sagged to one side, her crotch lifting from Danny's still devouring mouth
with a wet
and plopping sound. Betty supported her, held to her until the descending
weight
grew to be too much, then she drifted sideways with her daughter, letting
Danny's
hard penis pull out of her snatch.
They lay crumpled into a heap, softened and drained, and the warm
looseness
was an exquisite feeling in itself. Danny was spent, Betty thought; he
had fired
such a tremendous load into her pussy that it was leaking out along her
thighs, hot
and sticky. And only a short time before, he had fucked his sister deeply
and
strongly.
Linda too--Betty kissed her daughter's soft cheek. Dear Linda had
passed
through a pair of blazing orgasms with her adoring brother--one on his
penis, one in
his mouth. She was quivering and her moaning took a long time to subside.
Such enchanted fucking. Betty thought, lying there with her darling
children. It had been a thing of pure beauty, an event of wonder to
cherish and
remember always. She had known such a rush of love, of desire, for Linda
that it
had been irresistible.
The sharing; the giving and receiving at the same time, one for the
other,
selfish yet selfless. The devotion--attentive and dedicated to making the
other
person happy as humanly possible. And perhaps that was the key word,
Betty
thought: to be *human*. Not imitation immortals upon contrived hilltops,
but
human and earthy and filled with a healthy lust. It was so damned
wonderful to be
wanton and free and not have to pretend.
She slept, or perhaps she only dreamed, but Betty's pleasant lethargy
was
shattered by a sound. She sat up, a sudden chill upon her breasts, upon
her mound
where the semen was drying. What made the noise--or rather, *who* made
it?
Betty listened hard. Had it been at one of the doors, a window? She
climbed
up, unsteady upon her feet, and hurried to put on her clothing, scrabbling
among
the tossed discards for her own things. Bras and panties -- her son' cut
off jeans,
her daughter's miniskirt and blouse; Betty wiggled into a bra, found it
too tight, and
knew it wasn't her own. But it was too late to change, and she slipped on
the see-
through blouse.
The side window, she thought; the small window where the walk ran
along
the house, between wall and hedge. The noise had emanated from that
direction,
she was sure now. She touched a foot to the nude, supine body of her son,
nudged
Linda heavily.
"Come on, kids--somebody's hanging around the house. Get dressed and
scatter. I'll go see who it is."
Danny muttered and Linda leaped straight up, "Who--what? Oh my--it
must
be Glenn!! Wow--I have to get out of here right now!"
Betty ran fingers through her hair and walked quickly to the kitchen,
through it and onto the service porch, where she unlocked the back door
and opened
it. Stepping out onto the steps, she looked around and waited and
listened.
"Hi, mom."
Betty flinched and tried to compose her face before turning.
"Nikki'; I
thought you'd be gone most of the afternoon."
Nicole Maddox tilted her pert face to one side. "I was; it's kind of
late, and I
figured you'd want me home for dinner."
"Ohh lord," Betty said, "dinner. Linda's here and we were --
gossiping so
much I completely for got. Your father will be furious, and Linda should
have
called Glenn, and--"
\
"Danny, can drive me to the chicken place," Nikki volunteered, "if
you'll give
me some money."
"Of course; that's a great idea. Come with me while I find my purse,
Nikki.
I'll call Danny downstairs."
If he could get himself together, she thought. And if Linda could
bluff it
through, both with her younger sister, and on the phone to her husband.
But no
backing down, Betty thought. The weekend would be too long and dreary,
without
the sexual freedom three of them had found. They'd have to go through
with the
plan, work things around so that Linda could seduce her father, and Glenn
kept
busy--and satisfied--by his newly awakened mother-in-law.
That took care of four people, if everything worked out. And left
two. Nikki
and Danny. The boy had been catalyst for all this, and certainly wouldn't
cut
himself out of the action. but how could they handle Nicole? She had
been sent
here and there for days, and by now she was beginning to wonder what was
going
on around her home.
Nikki and Danny, Betty thought, and sternly told herself *no*. The
girl was
far too young, an immature kid of fifteen. To draw her into the spreading
net of
family fornication would be a terrible thing. It was unthinkable. Nikki
was a
virgin, and not on the pill, and would probably be frightened silly of
anything even
remotely resembling incest.
In the kitchen, Nicole pushed past her, brushed a small but rounded
thigh
against Betty's, and bent to poke her head in the refrigerator. Betty
stared at the
dainty buttocks of her youngest child, at the svelte waist and graceful
shapings of
Nicole's's rear. She hadn't noticed it before, because she hadn't really
looked, but
the girl wasn't all that immature. Nikki was tiny, and that tended to
confuse the
observer's eye, but although what she had was in miniature, it was all
there.
*Was* she still a cherry?
Yes, Betty decided; of course. They'd solve the problem of Nikki's
presence
some way, and bring Danny into the screwing. Smiling, Betty maneuvered
her hips
only a bit lewdly and went to call her other children.
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(End Chapt. 7)
Yarddogx
Subject: MOM&ME. TXT. #8
From: yarddog200@aol.com (Yarddog200)
Date: 2 Mar 1996 20:29:11 -0500
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MOM & ME
Chapter 8
[I did not write this story but have enjoyed it for many years.]
=========================================================
They got a break concerning both Glenn and Nikki. Glenn had to work
late
at his office, and Nikki was booked for a party at a friend's house. That
left the
plan open and fluid, if they moved reasonably fast and got the job done
before the
others returned to the house.
Linda met Betty in the kitchen after they'd tidied up the table and
the men
were at the TV set. Chad and his son were watching a ball game.
Linda said, "How do I go about it, mom?" I mean, it seems like this
afternoon
was a dream, and now daddy's here and everything is just like it was
before."
"It's not like before," Betty said. "You and I have both been laid
by your
brother, and if we're going to continue to have any real fun, then you
*have* to take
care of your father, keep him busy and guilty and unsuspicious."
Her daughter shook her head and tucked the last plate into the
dishwasher.
"But there's Glenn; my husband is no dummy, and--"
"I'll take care of Glenn," Betty said. "The same thing will work
for him."
Linda stared. "You mean *you* and my husband?"
"Why not? It's also you and *my* husband!"
"Far out," Linda breathed. "I think Glenn had a thing for you, even
before we
were married. He's always looking at you and saying what a fine looking
woman
you are. But I never thought you would encourage him, or that he'd ever
get the
nerve to make a pass."
"Thank your brother for starting it all," Betty said. "I'm getting a
little
excited, thinking of Glenn. He's so strong and active. Tell me,
Linda--is he a good
lay, a fine lover?"
He daughter giggled. "You're turning me on, talking like this. I
never
imagined discussing my husband's sexual ability with my mother. Yes, he
*is* good.
He's eager and he's tender, although a little square. It' not that I
don't love him,
mom--or love to screw him. It's just that I was getting bored with an
everyday kind
of sex. Maybe Glenn is too."
"Probably," Betty said. "The same with your father, but I stirred
him up by
going down on him."
"You did? Wow! I've tried to do that to Glenn, but he backs off.
You see,
before I married him, I had this oral affair going with another boy. I
was scared to
screw, so we just went down on each other, and this went on for months. I
was still
cherry when I married Glenn, but I've yearned for some oral sex, too."
Smiling, Betty said, "I'll try to see to it. Maybe he'll got for
eating, if it's not
with his wife. Men are funny."
Linda stepped close to her, and Betty hung the dish-cloth on the
rack. Her
daughter said, "you're terrific, mom. I freaked out when we were kissing
and feeling
each other's tits, and I thought--I mean, I wondered if we couldn't do
more."
Betty lifted her arms and Linda came into them. Their bodies moved
sinuously against each other, and Betty felt the ripe shaping of her
daughter's
mound pressing her own, knew the thrusting of Linda's tits.
"I wondered, too," she said. "I don't know anything about two women,
but I'll
try to learn. Sweet Linda, my lovely daughter with the charming, graceful
body and
the passionate mouth. Kiss me, darling--then we'll have to get about
seducing your
father. We'll get together some time later, though; I promise. Just you
and I."
"I'll like that," Linda breathed, and put her warm, mobile lips upon
Betty's.
"O--okay," Linda panted. "First daddy, I know. But how am I going
to go
about it? I don't just grab him, or something."
I'll take Danny out, pretend he has to go somewhere he forgot. Of
course, we
won't really go. We're going to watch, and maybe get in some screwing of
our own.
I know how Danny gets excited, just talking about his father fucking, and
when he
*sees* him put it to you, I know I'll have to keep him busy. Not that
I'll mind. but
you and Chad--let's see: how about you starting to drink with him, get you
both
loosened up? Then start telling him how frustrated you are, confess that
Glenn is
impotent and can't satisfy you, and pretend that it's driving you crazy.
go into some
details, and that will stimulate your dad, hearing it. Drink some more
and push it
at him. Climb on his lap like you used to do when you were little, and
don't wear
any pants under that mini. If he doesn't get a hard on, he's dead."
Pursing her lips and lifting one eyebrow, Linda said thoughtfully,
"That just
might work. I can be so hot that I'm forgetting he's my father, and tell
him I have
to fuck somebody, or I'll run out in the street and grab the first man who
comes
along.
"He'll save you from that," Betty laughed, and they giggled together.
When they were in the family room, Danny said o hell yes, he
remembered
promising Eddie, and could mom run him over there? Sure, Betty answered,
and
went into a long explanation about how she and Eddie's mother had some
administrative work to do on that charity affair, and would Chad mind if
they
stayed a few hours.
Eyes on the TV ball game, Chad grunted agreement and waved them out.
Betty and her son went through the living room, slammed the outer door,
then
backtracked to find places at the louvered window above a couch. They had
to
kneel on the couch to see, but when their faces were side by side, they
could make
out the family room and those in it, very well.
Linda made the first move by clicking off the TV set. "Dad, I want
to talk to
you, It's very important, but I need a drink before I can say anything."
Watching, Betty saw the girl pour two big drinks of straight rum over
rocks.
Linda gave her father one and sat on the arm of his leather chair.
"Here's to a
happy love live--which I don't have."
Cute, Betty thought, and to the point! and downing her drink
bottoms-up
would force Chad to do the same.
Chad said, voice roughed a little by the straight rum, "I though you
and
Glenn got along okay."
Linda moved from chair to bar and back again, carrying glasses.
Putting one
into her father's hand, she sought the chair arm again, swinging her hip
close to
him. "we get along fine. The trouble is--oh, how can I tell you? The
trouble is--I'm
going out of my mind because he doesn't, because Glenn can't--have sex
with me."
She gulped her drink and Betty thought: be careful, girl; you'll get
smashed
before you can turn on your daddy. But Glenn downed his shot, too. Then
he said,
"What the hell--you mean he can't--"
"Impotent is the word," Linda half-sobbed. "He kind of plays with me
when
I'm all naked, and kisses my breasts, and puts his hands in between my
legs. The
he rubs his--his soft thing against me, and tries to make it go inside
my--well, my
vulva. But he can't and I'm g-going crazy!!"
Betty bit her lips to keep from laughing. Linda was one hell of an
actress,
and she kept edging her hip closer, pushing her sleek body nearer to his
arm.
"Hell kid, Chad said, " that's rough. but I don't know what *I* can
do, unless
it's to make Glenn go see a doctor."
Linda started to cry. She said brokenly, "Oh--oh, I can't wait that
long. I
need it now, *now*! You don't know what the torture is, and it's not as
if I'm a
virgin, and I need it, need it. I'm going to just run out in the street
and grab the
first guy I see, and beg him to--to do it to me!"
"You can't do that," Chad said, putting an arm around his daughter's
shoulders. "Come on, kid--settle down, and--"
"Oh daddy, daddy, you've always been so understanding, so helpful."
Linda
slid over onto his lap and snuggled to him, her face into the side of his
corded
throat, her rounded ass squirming upon his lap.
And with no panties on, Betty thought. Chad couldn't take that for
long,
especially with two double shots of rum racing through his blood. Linda
was
wiggling, rubbing her tail and her tits into her father, and Betty saw
Chad try to
move her off his lap, saw him attempt to lift his daughter away. But then
Linda
kissed him, open-mouthed and panting, and while he was pinned in his seat
by the
shock of her tongue racing over his teeth, she swung one foot around and
the leg
over, so that she was facing her father, straddling him.
"Wow," Danny breathed i his mother's ear. "She's really going to
work on
dad."
"Shh," Betty admonished. "Let's keep still and just watch."
Chad grunted and pulled his mouth from Linda's. "Kid--baby--you
don't know
what you're doing."
"I do, I do!" Linda sobbed, and tore off her blouse to push the erect
nipples of
her shapely young breasts at him. When her father leaned back, she leaned
forward, and he lifted his hands to ward her off. Instead, she pushed a
tit at his
mouth and his hands cupped her breasts, hesitated there a moment too long.
Linda shipped off her mini and was bare-assed against him. Her
lovely legs
were up and over the arms of the chair, her naked buttocks rolling and
moving over
his lap, his crotch. Chad's legs pushed slowly out, opening at the
ankles, and Betty
couldn't see his face because Linda's breasts covered it.
but she could watch her Daughter's busy, deft hands as they worked
feverishly at her father's pants. It was only a second before she had his
huge penis
out, and was riding it between the cheeks of her active ass. the swollen
dark head
of it peeped out from her buttocks, disappeared again as Linda wiggled and
hunched.
Chad was beyond resisting; Betty saw him move, watched his dark and
hairy
hands clench around his daughter's's trim waist, saw him lift the girl's
ass high so
that his rigid prick could lift its head up and find the springy, curly
pubic hair of her
dewy mound.
"Oh daddy, daddy! Please stick it in me. I'd rather be screwed by
you than
anyone else in the world. Oh please, daddy--put it--*put it in!*
Staring wide-eyed, her son's breath husking raggedly in her ear,
Betty saw
the big, distended head of her husband's cock as it worked into her
daughter's
thickly haired pussy. Linda sank gasping down upon the rod that was
stretching
her labia wide; inch by thick and veined inch, Chad's staff slid up into
the hot and
grasping of his daughter's young and excited cunt.
"Baby," Chad said, "oh my baby girl. You're tight and slick, and so
beautiful,
so hot--"
"Oh yes, daddy. Oh my darling daddy, you have such a big prick.
Oh--ahh--
I've never had my cunt filled so well, never had it packed so long and so
wide by a
man's meat. Big prick, glorious prick--ahh, I can feel it all the way up
to my belly.
Oh sweet daddy, darling father--fuck me, fuck your baby girl!!"
"Here, Linda, take it, baby! Here's your daddy's big prick--screw it
off, it you
want to. It's all yours, sweetheart--all this cock is yours--I'm fucking
you, Linda
baby--"I'm socking my stiff prick home into my daughter's beautiful
pussy--ahh,
what a t tight, sweet ass--oh, baby--oh, Linda!"
Betty felt the nipples on her tits rise, and pressed them against the
louvered
window as she observed her husband fucking his older daughter, his heavy
cock
slipping in and out as Linda's ass rose and fell. Beside her, his son's
arm slipped
around her shoulders and dropped to take hold of her right tit. She felt
Danny turn
and press against her thigh, felt the rigid length of his cock nudging her
hip and
knew that he had already dropped his shorts.
Hypnotically, her eyes held to the sensuous scene in the other room,
and she
breathed hard as Linda increased the movements of her churning ass.
Chad's
fingers were dug into the soft cheeks of his daughter's ass now, and he
was driving
his thick staff solidly up into her juicy sheath with every movement.
Betty could
see his hairy balls flop with every upward stroke, and hear the slushy
noises his
prick was making inside the liquid suctions of Linda's hot cunt.
Daddy--Lay it to me--feed me that crazy big prick--make my teeth
rattle with
your cock--oh, fuck me, screw me, ram me--oh daddy--daddy, darling--I'm
going to
come! I'm *coming*, daddy--oh please hurry and come with me, come *in*
me!!"
"Yeah, baby--oh yes, kid--tight and hot and slippery--you hot little
juicy bitch,
fucking your own daddy like this--you hot little slippery cunt with the
wild ass--oh
here it come, baby!"
Betty saw her husband's balls leap up and hang against the crack of
her
daughter's pistoning ass, then watched them flex and drop slowly back
down. He
was shooting his load of semen into Linda's vagina, pumping forth his come
into
this daughter's pussy, filling her with the hot and sticky cream of his
eager
manhood.
Chad had fucked his daughter, and fucked her well. Betty sighed, and
kept
her eyes glued to Linda and Chad, while her son eased her own shorts down
her
thighs. She was kneeling upon the couch cushions, so he couldn't get them
over her
legs. Still, he left room enough for his anxious cock to reach her
dripping vulva.
Betty turned her body to meet him, keeping her face at the louvered
window,
staring at the temporary collapse of Chad and Linda in her husband's big
leather
chair.
Danny prodded the head of his prick into his mother's public hairs,
pushed
gently but firmly until the found the wet and ready entranceway. Then he
took the
pulsating cheeks of her ass in two gentle hands as he forced his glans,
then the
length of his stiff young penis all the way inside her lubricated vagina.
Kneeling with her thighs spread, Betty watched the couple in the
other room,
and felt Danny's cheek beside hers at the peephole. They kneeled
together, fucking
slowly and with a slippery affection as they stared at their counterparts
across the
way. Mother and son fucking, father and daughter fucking--and a series of
tremors
quaked through Betty's body as she knew the matchless intimacy of it all,
as she
rode her son's cock and watched her husband's cock move within the tight
confines
of her daughter's pussy.
It was magic and wondrous; it was so wildly exciting that Betty
wanted to
shout through the window that she loved everybody, that she adored every
prick
and cunt in the world--but that most of all, she worshiped the peerless
screwing her
own immediate family could perform.
She closed her teeth on the impending shout of disclosure, and worked
her
belly back and forth so that her son could use his prick better. It was
exciting to
fuck this way, she thought, to grind belly to belly, rubbing each other's
pelvis. She
flattened her tits against his smooth and hairless chest, and mingled the
hairs of
her mound into the hairs of his crotch with every long greasy stroke Danny
made
into her clasping pussy.
In the other room, Linda lifted herself slowly from her father's rod,
placing
her feet on the floor and rising to slip his prick out of her vagina.
Betty saw the
jism on its head, the gleaming of love oils and semen mixed on the swollen
and
purplish glans, and she saw the froth left in her daughter's shaggy hair.
She expected Linda to move back, to step away and give her father a
chance
to recover, but her older daughter did no such thing. Instead, since she
was
standing over Chad's legs, with her feet spread wide, Linda's belly was on
a level
with his eyes, or near to it. The girl tucked her fingers into her
father's brown-grey
hair and said down to him: "Oh daddy, father, lover--how I dug that
screwing. I
think I'm still coming, still hitting little quick orgasms. What a
massive, hard prick
you have. I envy mom for getting it all the time."
Betty seesawed upon her son's cock, and Danny rubbed his chest across
her
hardened nipples, tantalizing her, stroking his cock into her with deep,
slow thrusts.
Beyond their peephole, Chad said: "I can't believe I've screwed my
own
daughter; I just can't believe it. But when I felt you bare ass on me,
felt all that rich
pubic hair and knew you were naked under that little skirt--I couldn't
control myself
any longer. Oh baby, was I so wrong?"
Linda moved her tits over his face, drew her nipples teasingly across
his lips
and caressed his head. "Darling daddy, you did me such a favor; you made
me
complete. I want to be fucked by you, over and over again. I'll never
get enough of
this wonderful prick. Love me, sweetheart; fuck me and kiss me and eat me
up.
Here, darling--here, my lover-- move your sweet mouth on down and kiss my
belly
while I stand here. Daddy--oh daddy--kiss me lower, lower yet--"
Betty caught her breath. Chad was going to do it; he was going to eat
his
daughter's cunt, going down on her as she forced his face sliding over her
belly and
into the opulent growth of hair at the vee of her femininity. Chad was
giving oral
love to his daughter, something he had never done to his wife. And only
seconds
after he had fucker her, just these few short moments since he had let go
a mighty
load of come into that same steamy little box. He would be tasting his
won semen,
Betty thought; he would be eating into the wetly spiced flavors of Linda's
pussy, and
he would be knowing the salty musk of his own ejaculation.
It was weird and it was exciting, so much so that Betty grabbed for
Danny's
shoulders and began to hammer her pelvis roughly into his, fucking fast
and
furiously, her inflamed cunt sucking upon him.
She couldn't see her husband's face, couldn't actually watch him lap
into
Linda's creamy pussy, but she could stare hungrily at their daughter's
modelled ass
as it rolled and bucked, gyrated and heaved, tightened and loosened. And
she could
listen.
"Eat it, father," Linda said. "Lick on into my cunt and just eat
me=--that's
right daddy--oohh, yes, that's fine! Up to the clit, darling--on up some
more--feel
around with your sweet tongue and find the little nubbin there. OH! OH
YES!! Now
lick it hard, suck it--suck my clit, daddy! Bite it! Eat it--oh daddy,
daddy, just bury
your face in my cunt and suck it, SUCK IT!
Linda's ass bumped forward, pulled back. She shook it and hunched
it, and
her hands pushed her father's head savagely against her crotch as she
screwed his
mouth and rocked on his teeth and fucked his tongue.
Marvelous, Betty thought, grinding her own cunt wildly on Danny's
hammering cock, flopping her big tits against his sweaty chest--oh
marvelous, to see
such primitive need unleashed. Linda was dominating her father,
conquering him,
making him eat her cunt and making him love it. Linda was letting it all
go,
swinging her ass and pouring hotly whispered word over him.
"Oh, darling--oh my incestuous father--not dirty, not old--but you
fuck your
own daughter and you eat her pussy--you love it, you love that wet taste
and the
juice running down your throat. Suck it harder! Swallow it! You
cunt-eating
bastard--you daughter fucker! You sexy, horny, loving daddy--oooo! I'm
coming--I'm
coming!"
Betty hissed it: "I'm coming, too. Hit it, Danny---hammer that
sweet prick up
your mother's cunt and spray me with your come!"
"Yes, mom," her son grunted quietly. "Yes, darling cunt, sweet
mother pussy-
-I'm letting it go right now in your cunt. Oh mom--oh mother--feel it
squirt in you!"
It was ecstasy, and Betty quivered in its grip as the hot come
flushed into her
clutching vagina. Her asshole drew tight and her buttocks clenched. She
wanted to
scream, and held it back only with a major effort of will. Within her
cunt, her son's
prick flexed, oozed some more glorious boy semen into her tube, flexed
again, and
she felt his balls slide down her thigh as they were temporarily drained.
Her eyes had difficulty getting into focus, but Betty managed to peer
at Linda
and Chad in time to see them going to the floor together, nakedly
entwined. Linda
was kissing her father's hairy chest and nipping the skin of his upper
belly, and
Betty knew exactly what was going to happen next. Linda was preparing to
suck
her father's cock, to blow him i the fashion she had learned as a virginal
girl afraid
of intercourse.
A long time since she'd been eaten, Linda said; a long time since she
had
known the joys of oral sex, and never with her bashful husband. Now she
had
gotten it from her daddy, and would soon give it back, sucking that
massive prick
until it exploded into her mouth and flooded her throat.
Regretfully, Betty gave a twist of her pelvis that flipped Danny's
cock from
her hole. She had to leave now, to dress and take the car to pick up
Glenn from his
office--and to screw him.
END CHAPT. 8
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Yarddogx
Subject: MOM&ME. TXT. #9
From: yarddog200@aol.com (Yarddog200)
Date: 2 Mar 1996 20:28:40 -0500
Message-ID: <4hask8$sti@newsbf02.news.aol.com>
MOM & ME
Chapter 9
[I did not write this story, but have enjoyed it for many years.]
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Betty parked the station wagon on the dark street, half a block from
the
house and in front of a vacant lot, shutting off lights and ignition and
turning on
the front seat to face her son-in-law.
"Bey, Betty--What's up?"
She lifted her knees to the seat and drew her feet under her
buttocks,
touching her kneecaps lightly against his left thigh. "I'd like to talk
to you, Glenn."
"Sure; anything wrong?" It was too dark to see more than the outline
of his
face, but his voice was serious.
She wriggled, making an accidental movement that pushed her knees
against
him a bit more, and Betty noticed that he didn"t try to slide away. She
said, "I
understand that you and Linda are not as ardent as you used to be. That's
bad in a
couple so young and not married any longer than you two. It took Chad and
me
many more years to drift apart, become bored."
"Linda said that? I'll be damned. I didn't think she'd talk about
it, and--
yeah, Betty; I guess the honeymoon's over. I don't mean I've stopped
loving my wife;
I just don't get excited enough--to well, love her as often.
Betty smiled in the dark. She was wearing a heavy and exotic
perfume, and
feeling like an utter bitch. The while shorts stood out, accented her
hips and belly
and called attention to the fact that she wasn't an old mother-in-law type
lady.
She said, "The honeymoon doesn't *have* to be over just because the
first
bloom wore off. There are--other blooms to be picked, Glenn. And I can
promise
that knowing them will bring back the excitement of the first few weeks
with
Linda."
He was quiet for awhile, then said, "That's another surprise, hearing
that
from you. I'll admit that I've been eyeing one of the secretaries, but I
thought......"
Betty stretched, pushing her tits against the pale blouse, making
certain that
he could smell her perfume. She said, "You shouldn't have any trouble
finding a
suitable partner, Glenn. You're such an exciting young man."
"Oh? I always thought you were kind of exciting too, Betty." That's
why I
could never call you mom, or mother, or even Mother Betty. You're
too--pretty and
young to be motherly."
She laughed in her throat, growing more certain of her prey, feeling
catlike
and female. "Oh, I don't know. Sometimes being a mother is a good
thing--a *real*
good thing. You have no idea how thrilling it can be. Linda knows now,
but you
don't; not yet, Glenn."
He sounded puzzled. "Betty, I don't know what in hell you're talking
about.
Linda's not pregnant, is she?
"No," she answered. "What I mean is this: you don't have to eye any
secretaries, Glenn. Look closer to home. Look at me."
She heard his sharply indrawn breath: "Betty--do you mean---"
"Exactly."
"B--but--you're Linda's mother, and, and--"
She lifted her knees, shoved her tail nearer and put her knees into
his lap.
"And I'm a woman who can excite you, who can spice up your sex life.
Here, Glenn--
give me your hands."
Finding them in the dark, Betty placed them upon her trembling
breasts, and
squirmed even closer on the seat, leaning the found softness of her tits
into his
palms. "You've stared at these often enough, dear; here they are."
"Man," Glenn breathed. "This is wild, like a crazy dream. but these
tits are
real. Betty, Betty, do you really mean you'll lay me?"
She laughed. "There's a foam rubber pad in the back of the wagon.
Think
you can get undressed back there?"
He was over the seat and tearing off his pants, his shorts; his coat
vanished
somewhere, but before he could get off his shirt, Betty was on top of him,
reaching
for his erection, squeezing her eager fingers around his penis.
It was a nice, hard prick, not as big as Chad's, not as long as
Danny's, but a
nice cock with a wide and flaring head. It had taken her daughter's
cherry, and
fucked Linda's richly haired you pussy many, many times. Now it was hers,
and she
meant to make the most of the opportunity.
His hands raced over her as they lay side by side, felling her tits,
her back,
her ass; Glenn's cock pressed into her belly and she lifted one leg to
drape it over
him.
"You don't give a damn if anybody walks up on us or not, do you?"
Glenn's
voice was husky against her throat.
"No," she gasped. "All I give a damn about is you fucking me. Here,
darling--
here, feel how eager I am, how damp and anxious."
His hand cupped her mound, toyed with the dewy hairs of her humid
vulva.
"Damn! That's a soft and juicy pussy, Mrs. Maddox. And I'm sure as hell
ready for
it. I've wanted to get into your cunt ever since I started going out with
your
daughter, but I thought--I figured you were so quiet and straight--oh,
what a piece of
ass you're going to be!"
"All yours, darling," she said, "but you talk too much." And she
found his
mouth with hers to thrust her tongue inside. His teeth clashed against
hers, and
his mouth was hot, sexy. It was if she had *two* sons, she thought, and
this was
the second one.
His prick was fumbling for the entrance to her cunt, so she slid one
hand
down between their bodies and guided the flared glans into the wetly
receptive
labia. With a gently roll of her ass and a slow hunch of her pelvis, she
settled the
head of his hard cock into the lips of her pussy. another push, and the
head popped
into her hungry vagina, the stiff rod following with a sliding rush until
her son-in-
law's prick was buried to the balls inside her feverish body.
Against his teeth, into his hot breath, she said it, demanded it:
"Fuck me,
Glenn! Oh, fuck me good."
"You hot cunt woman," he hissed back. "Oh man, what a pussy! It
feels like
it's biting down on the head of my cock! An I'm screwing it, fucking you
in between
those long, slim legs that drive me out of my head, sticking it in next to
that ass
that wiggles me our of my mind. Oh Betty, oh Mrs. Maddox--I'm ramming it
deep
into your cunt, feeding all my meat up your hot, velvet pussy. O wow, oh
man, oh
man--what a lucky son of a bitch I am."
Stimulated, around to a fever pitch by the strange cock sloshing
within her
tremulous cunt, Betty bucked on it, heaved and surged and rolled her
vagina in the
most abandoned manner she knew. His balls flapped to her ass crack, and
she
reached down behind her buttocks to take them, to cup them in admiration
as the
rigid staff plunged in and out of her slit with a rapid and deeply
gratifying series of
strokes.
"Oh wonderful, she panted. "Glenn, that's wonderful! You have such
a
strong young prick, and you use it so well. Ah, darling--stick it in me,
ram it in my
cunt where Chad's cock has come so often. You fuck marvelously,
darling--you fuck
al most like Chad."
"Uh! he said, pounding his meaty pole up her pussy. "Uh--uh!
Chad--Chad
fucks this crazy pussy all the time. Oh man--he's lucky, you're so hot
and ripe, so
juicy--*Oh-Uh-Uh!"
"Darling--your sweet cock--oh, oh! Does Linda screw you like this,
and does
she roll her trim ass like that, and does she grind her cunt on your prick
this way,
that way?"
"Uh--wow--Linda--your daughter fucks like a mink--eats up my
cock--but--oh
Betty--Betty, Mrs. Maddox--the way you shake your ass--oh, these big tits
in my
face--ah--ohh! I'm going to come, I can't hold it back. You're so slick
and hot and
wiggly--I'm going to come! How, now--*now*!"
Betty rode him, curled her leg across him and dug her feel into the
hairy,
thrusting crack of his sweaty ass, pulling his lancing prick deeper with
every stroke,
meeting him pelvis to pelvis, hammer for hammer.
Glenn exploded inside her pulsating cunt, that big, wedge head of his
prick
letting go a powerful blast of semen that rained like hot hailstones
against the cup
of her cervix. Globs struck her vaginal walls, heavy and oysterlike
spurts of man
come that bathed her pussy and made his stiffly throbbing prick so greasy
it slid
around sloppily.
"Coming, coming!" he kept saying. "Shooting my come into my
mother-in-
law's wild cunt--packing Mrs. Maddox with my boiling come. Oh you
adorable cunt,
you crazy, farout bitch!"
Shuddering, stiffening out and throwing back her head, Betty moaned
between her clenched teeth: "AHHH! oh my darling, AHHH! Yes, my young
lover,
my second son--I'm coming, too. My orgasm--my climax--ahh, AHHH! Moving
on
the wet, slippery prick that my daughter rides, all buttery in the come my
daughter
feels, AAHHH!"
They sagged together, and Betty seemed to be drifting on a summery
lake, a
placid blue lake where lotus grew and the breeze was a soft, warm caress.
But she could feel the slow pulsing of Glenn's cock within her sheath, and
knew the
oozing of his semen as it leaked from the stretched lips of her cunt and
slid down
her thigh to make a sticky puddle around the root of his penis.
"Fine ass," he whispered, "oh, what a fine and rich piece of ass. I
knew you'd
be hot and sexy; I just knew you'd screw a man's dick down to a nub. Wow'
I could
fuck you again and again, but right now I'm getting a little scared. I
mean--suppose
Chad finds out? He'd kill me."
She rolled her belly over his, made his staff caress her clit. "And
Linda?
How about your wife?"
Glenn's prick softened swiftly, and she was sorry she'd mentioned
Linda. He
said, "Damn; I've fucked my wife's mother, and she'll never forgive me for
it, if she
ever does find out."
"Oh, I don't know," Betty said, lifting her leg and allowing him to
turn over
onto his back. "But don't you want me again? We have so many things to
discover
about each other's body, Glenn--so much fucking ahead of us."
He reached for her as she turned also, and lay his hand upon the wet
and
steamy mound where her hair grew heavy, where his come had left a trail of
glistening juice. "Yeah, I want to screw you some more. I don't think
I'll be able to
stay away from you now, once I've had my prick into that sizzling pussy.
but we're
bound to get caught sooner of later, and we don't want that."
Betty drew a deep breath and said, "Suppose I tell you that Linda
already
knows? She and I planned this, planned for me to seduce you. We thought
you'd go
along, that you wouldn't resist too much. Linda's quite proud of your
sexual
prowess."
He swallowed loudly and his hand quivered upon her pussy. "Y--you
and
Linda? My wife and her mother---I don't get----"
"Variety," Betty explained, "excitement; our sex live spiced up.
Yours and
Linda's and mine; and my husband's."
"Shit!" Glenn said, "It's all coming so fast. You--you mean that
Chad is in on
this, too?"
"In a way," Betty said. "He doesn't know that you and I have
fucked, not yet.
And he doesn't know a few other things, but he will, in time. But right
now--right
this minute, he's pretty drunk and trying to believe his crazy good luck,
because his
older daughter has given him one of the wildest screwings of his life."
"*Linda*?" And he old man? That's --- goddamnit, that's incest!"
Betty put her hand over his, pushed down a little so that he was
fully aware
of the steamy mound he was cupping. "That's fun," she said. "More fun
than
anyone can imagine, who hasn't done it. I have, too--but that's's
something else my
husband doesn't yet know."
She heard him gulp again, and Glenn said in wonder: "but that means
that
you--Danny and you, fucking?!? Danny fucked his own mother?"
"At first," she said, "but now we fuck equally as hard."
"I'm a son of a bitch," Glenn breathed. "My wife--you and
Danny--Chad. And
me, too. Hell yes--me, too!! This has been a real kick in the balls for
me, but you
know something? I--I think I like the idea fine. I know damned well that
I enjoy
screwing you, and I can't stop now. You know that, didn't you? You
*knew* that
once I got into your juicy cunt that I'd be hooked on it, and would do
anything to
keep screwing it."
Betty said softly, "We hoped so. Linda and I; it was the only way we
could
think of. You and I can fuck; Linda and her father can fuck--and Danny
can pitch
in between times, or *during*!"
"Him too?" Glenn asked. "Has he gotten into my wife's cunt, too?"
"Yes; they make a beautiful picture, screwing together. Linda was
about to
go looking for an outside lover, so we thought it best to keep it in the
family. Linda
and Danny have always had a thing for each other, and now they've
gratified their
desires. Just as I've always wanted to lay you, Glenn--except I was too
uptight, too
bound by a lot of outdated and silly morals to ever say so, or to allow
myself to
consciously think so."
"Wait a second," he said, his fingers straying into her cunt hair and
feeling
around over the still sudsy labia. "I can't absorb this all at once.
Linda screwed her
brother and father, all in one day; then she sent her mom out to fuck me,
to protect
herself. But where does that leave Chad?" You dais he doesn't know about
you and
me. How about Danny--does he know that Danny's been dickin' everybody?"
Betty caressed his wrist and moved her pelvis against his palm..
"Chad's in
the dark about everything except the fact that he's fucked his daughter,
and that
she forced him to go down on her. But we think that he'll accept you and
me, in
kind of a swap deal--so he can get more of Linda's incestuous ass. He's
never gone
down on me, so he must be stunned by screwing his daughter, and she can
make
him do anything, anything at all."
Glenn's hand tightened upon her mound. "Man' I'd like to see my wife
taking
Chad's meat. I always wondered what it would be like, to watch her fuck
another
guy. And her own father--wow! But what do we do, just walk in and say,
hey there
Chad, we've just been screwing out in the station wagon."
Betty said, "If you don't stop laying with my pussy, we'll be
screwing again,
here and now. And I think it's best if we stay all hot for the meeting
with Chad and
Linda. They're pretty well smashed, but they're probably higher on sex
and each
other. Come on, Glenn--let's go get with it."
He was silent as they dressed and she drove the car into the driveway
beside
the house. When she parked it, Glenn asked, "How about Nikki?"
Betty shook her head. "Hot her; she's too young. She's at a party
and we
have the whole evening ahead of us."
"Funny," Glenn said. "If I'd considered any bit incest orgy swinging
around
here, I'd have thought Nikki would be right in the middle of it. She's
got that real
sexy look."
"Too young," Betty repeated, "and innocent, I'm sure. We may even
have to
send he out of the state, to visit her grandpa. Can't have a kid like her
finding out
what we're all doing!"
End Chapt. 9
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Yarddogx
Subject: MOM&ME. TXT. #10
From: yarddog200@aol.com (Yarddog200)
Date: 2 Mar 1996 18:52:48 -0500
Message-ID: <4han0g$r6t@newsbf02.news.aol.com>
MOM & ME
Chapter 10
[I did not write this story, but have enjoyed it for many years.]
=============================================================
Linda was dancing with her father when they came in, and Danny was
nowhere in sight. The music was slow and easy, and Betty could see that
Chad was so wrapped up in their daughter that he hadn't even heard them
enter the house.
Both Chad and Linda wore robes, and were barefoot. The robes,
Betty knew were a concession to propriety, considering that the shock of
Linda's husband seeing her nude with her equally naked daddy might shake
things up too much.
As it was, Glenn went along the wall to the bar and drank deeply
from the mouth of a bottle, paused and drank again, only glancing at this
wife and Chad as they turned slowly and tightly together, moving to the
music.
Betty watched them for a while, seeing her husband's face buried
in their daughter's curly brown hair, seeing them glide and snuggle, the
robes falling open as their bodies touched and kissed in rhythm. Then she
moved to them and tapped Chad on the shoulder.
"May I cut in?"
His face whipped around to stare at her. "Huh? Hey--well,
now--Betty. What--"
She slid into his arms as Linda moved back. Chad was really
snockered, but he could still dance. Betty moved to him and with him as
Linda walked somewhat unsteadily over to discuss things with here still
shocked husband.
Lips against her husband's ear, Betty said, "Did Linda have time
to talk to you, dear?"
"Yeah," he grunted, dancing more stiffly now, trying to be sober
and perhaps dignified. "Betty, I don't know how --I man, I didn't intend
to--but it happened and-- oh, hell."
"I know just how you feel," she soothed, "and isn't it wonderful?"
"maybe. You and-- and Glenn: I don't know how to take that. But
I guess--I guess I don't have any grip coming. Tit for tat, and at least
*you're* not screwing your own kid."
"Darling" she said, and kept her belly close to his, kept moving
her breasts into the opening of his robe as they danced. "Don't worry
about that; honestly, don't fret. It isn't like it used to be, a long
time ago. Women are much freer now, and can be happier. Look, Chad: *I*
don't mind if you screw Linda, and now that her husband and I have had a
little fun, I'm sure Glenn doesn't mind either. In fact, he's kind of
excited about, all stirred up and ready to go some more."
"Dammit," he answered. "You're talking about is as if--lie it's
all some kind of game, and--"
"It is a game," she said, "a wonderful sex game we can all play.
Tel the truth, Chad--you've never been so aroused, have you? And you want
to lay your daughter again, to have her do all the sensual tricks to you."
"Yeah, damn it," he said gruffly. "But--a man's different, and--"
"Different, hell!" Betty said sharply. "You want to screw
another woman-- your daughter--but you don't want me fucking another man.
Well, I already have, and I'm going to fuck him some more. And if you
want to stick that half-hard on you're carrying--if you want to stick that
into Linda's pussy again, you'll have to face the facts."
She left him standing in the middle of the room, wearing a dazed
expression on his face. At the bar, she said, "Pour one for mamma,
please."
Linda said, "Did daddy--"
"He will," Betty promised. "He's wrestling with his conscience,
but he's going to win out. Your father has no other choice.
Glenn blinked at her. "Hey, Mrs. Maddox--I'm sure glad you came
to pick me up. I've been telling Linda what a ball we had, and I've been
feeling up my wife under her robe."
"Good," Betty said. "Don't get too drunk, though. Just hang
tight and see how Chad reacts to this move."
She whipped off her blouse and unhooked the bra., dropping them to
the floor; then she wiggled out of her white shorts and peeled down her
lacy panties, seeing a wet spot in them. Putting one foot up on the bar
rail, Betty Maddox took her time and drank a long, clod drink, keeping her
naked back to her staring husband.
"Look at those tits," Glenn breathed in awe, and Linda said,
"Aren't they wonderful?"
Betty poured herself another glass of liquor, and said to her
daughter. "Slip out of that robe. We'll show him two naked women."
Linda stood nude beside her mother, their smooth, warm hips
touching, and in the bar mirror, Betty saw her husband move, saw him come
hesitantly toward them. She said, "Glenn--might as well get undressed,
too.. Chad just pinned his conscience in three straight falls."
"Betty," he said at her shoulder, "Betty, you're right and--migod,
seeing the two of you bare-assed and side by side like this, it drives me
crazy."
She turned to face him, her large breasts lifting, her nipples
hard and pointy. "Take your choice, Chad. You and fuck you wife or your
daughter--or both of us."
"Take your pick, Chad," Glenn chortled. "I'll take the other one."
"I--I don't know if I can do it right here, with everybody in the
room," Chad muttered. "It's all so mixed up, and they're both so
beautiful, so sexy--"
Betty reached down and petted her erection, then threw back the
robe so that all could see his massive cock. Working his arms from the
sleeves, she said, "I'll make it easy for you, darling. You're still
eager for more of the new stuff, for that young cunt of your daughter's.
So I'll just take Glenn over here on the couch and start the ball rolling.
You can stay and watch, or go somewhere else to fuck Linda."
Linda said quickly, "Here, daddy. Oh please, stay here with me
so I can see how Glenn screws mom. She saw us do it, so it's only fair!"
"Linda, I don't know---"
She said: "I'm staying and you'd *better*."
Smiling at the tone of command in her daughter's voice, Betty took
her son- in-law by the hand and led him to the couch. Seen in the light
like this, Glenn was a well put up, heavily muscled young man; the hair on
his wide chest was blonde, and around his crotch it was a deeper gold.
Their pubic hair would blend well together, Betty thought, gold hairs and
black hairs mixing.
She lay down upon the couch and tilted a table lamp so that there
would be no shadow between her thighs, so that everyone could see in
bright light as she took Glenn's prick into her vulva. She wanted her
husband to see it all, and she knew that from some hidden vantage point,
her son was watching every movement. Danny would have such a hard on, she
thought.
"Glenn, take your time, darling. Kiss me and hold me and do
anything you like---and when you're ready, *fuck me*"
"Yes, ma'am." Naked and trembling in eagerness, stimulated beyond
himself by the presence of his wife and Betty's husband, Glenn Forester
sat beside her as she lay full length upon the couch and began to caress
her tits.
"My husband likes to play with my tits," Betty said. "He like to
suck on them, too."
"Yes, Mrs. Maddox," Glenn said huskily, and kissed her mouth
first, then her breasts. He took the right nipple into his mouth first,
licking and sucking on it, while his other hand cupped her left breast.
She said, looking across the room to where her husband stood, with
his daughter's fingers closed around his stiff cock, "His mouth feels good
on my nipple, Chad--and look how I'm stroking his prick. It's a nice
prick, darling--so hot and hard."
"Man, man," Glenn panted, and leaned across her to switch nipples,
his hand sliding to her hips, one of them continuing to move over her taut
belly and to find her hairy, pulsing mound. His finger tickled her labia,
then pushed on inside her vagina where it was hot and wet.
She stroked his head and rolled her hips, her eyes fixed upon her
husband, upon their daughter. Glenn paid no attention to anything but the
woman he had his hand on, the lush female body he was kissing and
fondling. His mouth trailed down from her tit to her belly, and he slid
his tongue into her navel while Betty writhed in rapture. But he only
kissed he vulva lightly, and climbed up on the couch to kneel between her
legs.
His prick was in one hand, the widely flared head leaking a clear
and shining drop of pre-seminal fluid: he pointed it down and moved
forward, aiming for the black forest between her thighs.
"What a beautiful cunt," Glenn said. "Those lips are ripe and
red, all surrounded by lovely black hair, just waiting for the head of my
prick."
"Put it in, darling," Betty said. "Can you see all right, you
two? Can you see Glenn's cock going into my pussy?"
"Come on," her daughter said, "come on, daddy---I want to see it
*all*!"
Betty saw her husband tugged nearer, saw his hairy body tense as
Linda made him stand close to where his wife was just about to be fucked.
His own cock was straight, stiff and thick, the heavy balls swinging
below. His pubic hair was lighter than their daughter's, Betty saw with
interest; Linda's pussy hair was a deeper, richer brown.
"Go ahead, Glenn," Linda said breathlessly. "go on and fuck my
mother."
Glenn shoved the head of his prick into her labia. It was stiffly
spongy, and shaking with eagerness. Betty lifted her ass and moved her
crotch just so, and the swollen glans pushed neatly into the lips of her
cunt, while her husband watched, while her daughter watched.
"Lovely prick," she crooned "sliding hard and round up into my
pussy; another man's cock in the cunt you screw, Chad. Another woman's
vagina around the prick you fuck, Linda. Oh Linda dear----your mother is
fucking your husband, and his cock is wonderful, wonderful!"
"Look at him," Chad whispered, his eyes gleaming. "Look at that
son of a bitch push it up into your mother. His balls are right up
against her ass, and he's got it stuffed in her all the way to the root."
"Yes," Linda murmured, "and isn't it beautiful. Watch them fuck,
daddy--look how Chad's penis slides in and out of her gorgeous pussy, and
see how she takes it in, the way she rolls her ass. Oh, beautiful!"
Glenn shoved it deep, pulled it back and grinned around at his
wife and at Chad. "Your wife has some hot cunt, Chad--it's tight as your
daughter's and all slippery-juicy. Moan, oh man--I can feel my come in
here, where I shot it awhile ago, the first time I fucked her. Oh
wow--hot and sticky and clinging jelly--oh, Mrs. Maddox fuck me good!"
"Hard!" Linda gasped. "Glenn--fuck her hard, *hard*! Mamma,
mamma darling--shake your ass and make your beautiful pussy eat up his
hard prick!"
Betty stared up into her husband's eyes, her head being jolted
from each deep and savage thrust of her son-in-law's enthusiastic prick,
her tits bouncing up and down as he rammed home his stuff. She said:
"Chad, Chad--it feels so good, so wild and hard! Oh Chad--isn't it nice
to watch your wife get fucked like this?"
Chad moved then. He reached out and put his hand on Glenn's
muscular ass, and shoved down, forcing the man's cock to embed itself to
the balls in Betty's cunt. "Hard and deep son," he panted. "That's the
way she loved it--cram your prick clear up to her womb."
"Daddy, daddy!" Linda was tugging at her father, pulling him down
to the floor beside the couch. "Fuck me now, daddy--right on top, just
the way Glenn is doing it to mamma. Come on, fuck me!"
Betty turned her head to watch her husband mount her daughter, and
it was a thrilling sight as Chad's huge cock was steered into Linda's
luxuriantly springy pubic hairs. Linda held tightly to the swollen rod,
her slim fingers wrapped around the veined shaft to urge it avidly into
her slot. Approvingly, Betty nodded at her daughter, and stared at the
meaty penis of her husband as it slid inch by inch up into Linda's juicy
pussy.
"Man, oh man," Glenn said. "Look at that cock!" Look at her take
it up her cunt, big and long as that thing is--Wow-Linda really digs that
big prick, doesn't she."
"I dig it," Linda gasped. "Oh Glenn, oh daddy, I love this big,
hard cock! fuck me, daddy--fuck me until I pass out. Glenn, my
darling--my husband--I love you, too--and I love this stiff prick that
filling my vagina like a barber pole. Oh daddy, screw your loving
daughter--feed me that meat, while Glenn sticks it to mamma."
Betty ground on Glenn's cock, rode it and slithered back on its
probing length; she couldn't take her eyes off the action on the carpet,
and she tried to match her daughter's action, tried to duplicate her
gyrations and the rapid heaving of Linda's crotch as the girl's pussy ate
up her father's prick.
On top her, Glenn was panting and pounding his cock, and by the
speed and rhythm of his strokes, Betty realized that her son-in-law was
fast approaching his orgasm.
She was about to come, too; she was so turned on, so stimulated by
the sight of her daughter and her husband fucking that only that would
have been enough to bring her to climax, if she hadn't fought valiantly to
hold it off. Now it was building swiftly behind her knees, and she threw
her legs high, to bring them across the small of Glenn's surging back.
She crossed her ankles and applied leg pressure to the man fucking her,
helping his cock to slam to the hilt inside the soggy, sloppy sheath of
her cunt.
Linda raised her legs, too, but her toes pointed straight up at
the ceiling, and she never got them back down. Chad rolled his girl back
on her shoulder blades and camped his big hands on her slim white thighs;
then he hammered his massive prick into her cunt like a battering ram,
drilled that thick and heavy cock into his daughter's shuddering pussy
with savage and brutal slams.
"Wow, man! Glenn yelled out. "fuck her, fuck her!"
His own crest broke foaming from the thrusting head of his penis,
spitting a wad of semen into Betty's vagina, flexing and spurting another
wet, heavy clot of come that reached the cup of her cervix. Flinching,
squirming, Betty hike her cunt and forced his wet prick to burrow around
inside the satin walls; her ass drove and recovered, lifted and fell, and
she moaned in the throes of her mighty orgasm, coming and coming and
coming until it seemed as if she could never stop.
"Daddy!" Linda screamed from the floor. "Mamma! Oh
Glenn--everybody-- I'm coming , COMING!"
Through blurred eyes, Betty watched Linda's legs droop, saw her
husband catch them behind the knees and hold her spread apart as he kept
up the terrific pace of his powerful screwing, as he continued to churn
his giant penis in and out of the girl's dripping pussy.
Linda's tits jiggled, and her head flopped from side to side. Her
eyes were closed and he mouth hung open. Still, Chad fucked her, stabbing
that meat pole up her limply unresisting cunt with long and brutal
strokes.
"Little bitch!" he grunted, pouring the prick to her without a
letup. "Little cocksucker--you wanted to be fucked. Okay--get "fucked*!:
Like this--take my cock, you hot assed little girl! Like that--feel the
head of it in your belly, you sexy little slut! I'll fuck, fuck you....."
"uh--uh--uh!" Linda grunted. "Uh-please, daddy-oh lord, o that
prick--so big, so strong--yes! yes! *yes*! Keep it up, because I can
take it, damn you! Screw me forever, because I can fuck you down you
big-cocked bastard, I can fuck you until your nose bleeds!"
Betty stared as she saw the girl come alert again, awake and
violent again. Linda clawed her father's hairy back and bit his chest;
her heels beat a tattoo on the cheeks of his ass and her belly slapped
wetly against his crotch at every thrust he made."Com on!!" Linda called
out. "Come on!"
In and it was her father who let go, her daddy who lost the battle
and in losing somehow was not defeated. His great balls leaped and his
root swelled, and Betty knew that the jetting of his semen was flushing
hotly into his daughter's cunt, packing her with his come.
Betty's eyes closed, and she cuddled her arms about the young man
on top of her, compressing her thighs to caress his buried prick with her
vagina and to make her thighs tenderly fondle his balls. It had been a
furious few minutes, a topsy- turvy spinning of naked bodies, and she felt
spent emptied of all need for the moment.
She had been fucked twice by her son-in-law, by her older
daughter's husband. The new prick was delightful, adorable as her own
husband's monstrous cock, but somehow, she still preferred her son's long,
slim tool. It was nice to be able to make the comparisons, though; she
squired in a little backwash of bitchiness, and her tits slid over Glenn's
sweaty chest.
"Tired?" he asked softly.
"A little," she admitted, and thought of what poor Danny must be
going through, wherever he had hidden to watch the orgy scene. For orgy,
it had been, and Betty felt a belated rush of blood to her face as she
realized she had been fucked by her daughter's husband, with her daughter
and Betty's man locked in frenzied embrace so close she could have reached
out and touched them.
Defiantly, she thought that she *would* touch them, that she would
caress and stroke and feel them as they fucked., so that she could become
a part of them in their ecstasy. But now; new she had to get them all
together and tucked away before Nikki came home.
Ad of course, Betty would have to do something for Danny, ease his
hard on. but his father couldn't know yet; not just yet. He had been too
reluctant to let Glenn screw his wife; surely he would balk at his son
doing the fucking.
===================================================
Yarddogx
Subject: MOM&ME. TXT. #11
From: yarddog200@aol.com (Yarddog200)
Date: 2 Mar 1996 18:51:28 -0500
Message-ID: <4hamu0$r60@newsbf02.news.aol.com>
MOM & ME
CHAPTER 11
[ I did not write this story, but have enjoyed it for many years.]
***********************************************************************
She helped Linda steer her wobbly father into Danny's room and put
him to
bed. "He'll be all right, dear. If you'd rather stay with Glenn and
me--"
"No, ,mom. I'd like to be with you, but later, okay? I want to get
used to
daddy, to see that he feels really comfortable with me. And I get so
turned on,
because I can order him to do anything I want, and he does it. Besides,
there's poor
Danny--"
"He's waiting in my bed, " Betty said. "When Glenn finishes taking
his
shower, I'll work something out with both of them."
Linda kissed her mother's cheek, then took her in her arms, and
kissed her
mouth. "Mother, you're wonderful. Don't tire yourself too much, now."
Betty touched the tip of her tongue to her daughter's. "won't dear.
Once in
awhile I *think* I'm getting tired, but then something real sexy happens,
and I'm
enthusiastic again. Take care of your father, now."
Linda put her hands upon Betty's tits, hefted them and rolled the
nipples
lightly between her thumbs and forefingers. Then she slid both hands down
to her
mother's waist, down over the glossy hips, and once of them moved gently
to touch
Betty's mound, to tenderly explore the pubic hair.
"You take care of Danny and Glenn, " she said, kissing Betty again,
fondling
between her legs. "I envy those boys, and soon as we all catch our
breath, it will be
you and me, mom."
"Soon, baby," Betty promised, and felt a tingle all over her body at
the
prospect. With regret, she closed the bedroom door upon Chad and Linda,
then
switched on the table lamp in Little Nicole's room, as she always did when
the girl
was out late.
Pausing at the bathroom door, she listened a moment to the shower
going,
then walked into their own bedroom, or rather the room she shared with her
husband. And now with their son. She stood inside the door and let the
robe fall
from her shoulders, looking across the room at Danny Maddox as he lay
naked upon
the bed.
Her son was on his back, his feet spread wide apart, and as he looked
back at
her, he slid one hand up and down upon his stiff prick. Betty could see
the juice
upon its lavender head and the beautiful hairy cluster of his crotch, then
veined and
wrinkled sack of his youthful testicles.
"Mom," he said, "oh mom--you handled everything perfectly down
there. I
tried to hold it back, but when daddy was fucking Linda so hard, and there
you were
with Glenn between your legs--I came all over my hand and onto the couch,
too.
Wow--I never realized how huge dad's prick is, and to see it ramming into
my
sister's snatch that way--to watch you control it all and screw Glenn so
smoothly, all
I can say is terrific."
"I worried about you suffering," she said, moving slowly toward the
bed. "Oh
Danny, how much I wanted you to come on in and join us, to have you fuck
me and
your sister. But you heard how your father was about me, even though he
was
feeling guilty about screwing Linda. He really didn't want Glenn to lay
me, even
though he'd been sticking his daughter and going down on her too. So I
was afraid
you'd cause an uproar by coming in, at that moment. I suspect that we're
going to
have to keep your daddy full of liquor, as it is."
Danny said, "I was hoping, after Linda--"
Betty sat upon the edge of the bed. "I know, dear, I know. But
don't be too
disappointed. We'll get to him yet. All he needs is time and the release
of his
inhibitions. He has to learn not to be jealous, but to love that was the
lesson you
taught me."
He kissed the outthrust nipple of her tit, and continued to play with
his hard
cock. "Okay, mother; so long as I can fuck you, that's all that counts,
really. Does
Glenn know about me?"
"Yes, darling," Betty said, turning sot that her son could better
take her
nipple into his warm mouth. "I thought we might show him how you and I
love each
other, and if you like, we'll have him join us."
Danny ran his tongue around her nipple bit down tenderly upon it,
then
shoved it out of his lips with the end of his tongue. "Both of us fucking
you? At the
same time?"
"Or whatever," Betty said, stroking her son's hair. "We'll make it
a real
nightcap, before your younger sister come home. I've always wanted to
have two
men make love to me, together."
"Yeah," Danny breathed, his eyes shining. "Like you're our slave,
and we can
make you do anything. Like suck us off and fuck us and -- oh wow; this is
going to
be far out, mom."
"Listen," she said, "Glenn has turned off the shower. He'll be here
in a
minute."
She lay down upon the bed beside Danny, who propped himself up on an
elbow and ran his free hand over her body, from tits to box and back
again. Glenn
came into the room, a towel around his middle, and stopped to look
wide-eyed at
them.
"Hi, Glenn," Danny said. "We're glad you're here. Come over and
help me
fuck my mother. She wants us both to dick her."
Glenn dropped the towel and came over to the bed, his cock rising and
swelling with each step he took. "You know, I always wanted to screw *my*
mom,
but I never had the guts to try. She's only in her forties now, so maybe
it's no too
late yet."
Betty looked up at the pulsing cock, at the bronze hair between h is
legs and
the muscled body; she said: "Your mother will no doubt love it. There's
mother
better than being screwed by a son--unless it's also by a son-in-law."
"Damn," Glenn said, "I thought I was through for the night, after
blasting two
loads into that pretty black pussy, but now I'm ready to go again. What
do we do
first, Danny?"
Danny looked at Glenn. "Did you ever eat her?"
"N--no; I never did that to anybody, not even Linda. I mean, it
doesn't seem
like I'd enjoy that, and--"
"Man, it's great," Danny said. "Here, let me show you--"
Betty spread her legs and Danny crawled between them. He kissed her
tits
and her rib cage, and drew a hot wet trail down her belly with his tongue.
When his
face was poised inches from the humid mound, he said, "It's beautiful. Oh
mother,
your cunt is so beautiful. I'm going to kiss it now, and stick in my
tongue, and then
I'm going to suck your pussy until you come. I just love eating your
cunt, mom."
"All right, dear," she murmured, and lifted her hips slightly as her
son
plunged his seeking mouth deeply into the steamy dampness of her labia.
As he
worked his tongue and teeth, she reached for Glenn's hand and drew him
down to
the bed with them.
"Oh," she said, "it's so wonderful, feeling his mouth in me, feeling
his wet
tongue running around inside my vagina and tickling my clitoris. Danny is
such a
fantastic cunt eater."
Glenn wet his lips with his tongue, staring down at the sight of
Danny
burrowing his face hungrily into his mother's hairy pussy. "Yeah," he
said, "that
looks okay. Excites me."
Betty took hold of his stubby cock and ran her thumb around the
widely
flaring head. "It's lovely, Glenn. It's so soft and intimate, ooohh,
Danny! Oh yes,
darling---mother loves you, loves your hot mouth, your teeth, loves your
tongue in
her cunt.. Uh, uh! Oh Glenn, see how I'm fucking him, but instead of
riding his
beautiful prick, I'm fucking my son in his handsome face."
Glenn moved his cock in her fingers, and she could hear the harsh
rasping of
his breath. Then Danny lifted his face from his mother's cunt and said
through
dripping lips, "Come on, Glenn. You just do what comes naturally, and
while you
eat mom's pussy, I'll climb up and titty fuck her while she blows me.
After you
make her come by sucking her sweet cunt, just climb on up and lift her ass
so you
can shove your cock where your tongue was."
Wordlessly, Glenn moved to take Danny's place, lying down on his
belly and
taking hold of Betty's thighs. Danny slid his crotch up her body, up
across her belly,
and she stared at the approach of his prick. It was distended from head
to root,
shiny with leaking jism, and she adored the sight of it so slim and eager.
Glenn was uncertain in his movements, first lightly kissing her
belly,
breathing into her pubic hair and caressing her inner thighs. But as
Betty rolled
her hips and hunched her pussy up at him, he became bolder and touched his
mouth
to her wet mound. Then, with something like a sob, her buried his face
into the
lubricated hairs, rubbing his cheeks into her labia, his chin, his nose.
Glenn
fastened his widespread mouth to the trembling lips of her cunt and tried
to draw it
all between his open teeth.
Shuddering from that sensation, she felt her son take her big breasts
and
press them together, after first dripping his seminal fluid into their
valley. Danny
held them squeezed close and began to work the spongy head of his cock
between
the, screwing her in the tits, sliding back and forth in the fold of
warmly throbbing
flesh he had created. She held to his buttocks as he fed the greasy cock
in and out
of the valley between her mounded breasts, and watched the polished head
come
closer to her chin with each long stroke.
Between her thighs, Glenn said *arrgghh* and burrowed his teeth deep
to
catch her clit, worrying it with his tongue and teeth, then gulping at her
frothing
cavity as if he wanted to swallow her down. It was loosing a tempest
within the
walls of her vagina, creating a wet storm of passions that swirled and
tumbled
against his mouth.
Betty opened her own mouth, smiled as her son brought his lunging
prick
closer, and when it tapped her chin, she reached down to capture the
rubbery head
of it with her avid lips. Danny edged closer on his knees, his slim belly
heaving
back and forth, his balls dangling in a captivating rhythm against her
tits.
"Love it," she mumbled around the head of his cock, and sucked it on
into her
mouth to have it, caress it adoringly with the hot workings of her tongue
and
the gentle biting of her teeth.
Her ass tightened and her pussy seemed to contract as a hot flash
burst
through it. She sucked hard upon her son's prick as Glenn sucked
violently upon
her cunt, upon her expanding clit. She came suddenly, furiously, in a
rush of
emotion and a flooding of love oils that Glenn lapped down. Her cunt
thrust against
his face, and she clamped down savagely with her thighs, holding his head
pinned
between them.
Drawing Danny's prick far back into the velvet sleeve of her throat,
Betty
pushed it back along the roof of her mouth by using her tongue as a tender
ramrod.
She chewed on the head, ran the tip of her tongue into the sticky little
slot, and
sucked it back inside. Her hands held his balls, squeezed the, and her
nose nuzzled
into this crisply curling public hair. Clutching at his ass, she found
one fingertip at
his hole, and held it there, pushing and wiggling while he thrust his
prick back and
forth in her mouth.
She felt Glenn raise his face from her crotch, knew the wobbling of
the bed as
her son-in-law ran his hands under the quaking cheeks of her ass and
lifted her
pelvis so that he could shove in his stiff cock. It slammed right into
her wetly open
pussy, pushed all the way up into her juicy vagina until his balls were in
the crack
of her ass.
One man's prick in her cunt; one man's prick in her mouth. Oh, it
was good,
good---Betty went wild with the combined joys of her fucking and sucking.
Heaving
and arching her back, her tits slapped up into her son's balls, and he
pulled so
heavily on upon the head of his cock that her cheeks dipped in against it.
His ass
wheeled and churned, and Glenn pumped his penis strongly into her,
dragging her
ass toward him with each ramming thrust, bouncing his balls into her
dripping
anus, *flop-flop-flop!*
"Mom--oh sweet mom! Oh baby, my mother--my sweet prick eater--I'm
about
to come! I'm going to let it go in your mouth, mom. IT will flood down
your throat--
all my come, all my hot semen! Here, mother--darling--here it comes--take
it!!"
She sighed in ecstasy as the delicious stream hissed into the back of
her
throat. Thick and hot, slippery and creamy, her son's come splashed the
roof of her
mouth and saturated her tongue, drenched the insides of her suctioning
cheeks and
filled her mouth to the teeth.
Betty clung to his balls and moved her finger in his ass and sucked,
sucked,
while the head of his young prick expanded and contracted, and the
ejaculation of
his semen slowly diminished.
"Fucking her!" Glenn grunted, pouring the cock into her shuddering
vagina.
"Man, am I ever fucking your mother!" Laying this prick up into her hot,
greasy
pussy that you and me just went down on. I ate her and made her come,
man---and
now I'm screwing the same juicy snatch! Ahh, Mrs. Maddox--oh yeah,
honey--shake
that beautiful ass and hunch your pussy up on my prick. Danny--Danny!
I'm about
to come in your mother's cunt!!"
Danny turned his head; his cock was still captured in Betty's mouth,
and he
said: "Beautiful, man! Let it all go into her lovely pussy--pump it on
into mom's hot
snatch--come in her, COME IN HER!!!"
As he called out, his pelvis ground into Betty's face and his prick
was in her
throat. She clung happily to his ass, bucked and groaned in a debauched
rapture as
she possessed two young pricks, and as Glenn's went off inside her with a
roar of
semen that was a boiling inundation her womb received with bliss.
She came very close to fainting; her head spun and a soft darkness
wrapped
itself all about her. But Betty was still in this new, exotic world,
still conscious of
the men on her and in her. Danny had come first, withdrawing his penis
from her
lips and lifting one knee, raising himself from atop her breasts.
Her eyelids fluttered and she wanted to tell him how exquisite it had
been for
her, but her mouth couldn't form the words; it was still filled with the
magic flavor
of her son's cock. She only wiggled a little bit as Glenn backed his prick
out of her
lathered vagina, and when they were gone from her, she wanted to call them
both
back, to retain them forever within her flesh.
But the drowsiness was in her and on her, a perfumed kind of twilight
sleep
that carried her gently along to a special nirvana. Never had she been so
loved, and
never had she been granted the boon of two worshippers using her willing
and
ardent body at the same time. Betty Maddox had been an altar, and they
had
brought gifts to her, the precious offerings of themselves and their
passions.
"She's tired out," she heard her son say, "but man, didn't she give
us both a
ride?"
"Didn't she," Glenn answered. "That was the greatest thing I've ever
been
into--first, eating that elegant cunt, then fucking her while she gave you
a blow job.
Man, oh man--I thought my backbone was squirting out through the head of
my
cock, when I came."
"She always effects me that way," Danny said. "Let's sleep with her
now,
and we can screw her some more in the morning."
------------------------- End Chapt. 11
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MOM & ME
Chapter 12
[I did not write this story, but have enjoyed it for many years.]
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*****
But the morning meant Nicole, and the girl was curious to the point
where it
worried Betty. She'd only had time for a quick shower and to brush her
teeth before
Nikki was banging things in the kitchen, throwing together some kind of
breakfast.
Reminded of her duty to her youngest child, Betty threw on her pink
robe and
the furry scuffs to match, then hurried down to take care of the girl.
There'd be
breakfast to get for the rest of the family, too; ham and eggs and hash
browns, she
thought; juice and hot biscuits with butter and homemade jam. Everyone
needed
replenishing, she knew--herself as much as any of the men.
*The men*; that was a thrilling thought: not a man, but the plural of
man,
and more than a couple--three. Fantastic, incredible, but meek and square
Betty
Maddox had fucked three males in the past two days; Chad, Danny and Glenn.
Their names made a bouncy little refrain in her head as she practically
skipped into
the kitchen.
"Why so happy?" Nikki asked, over a glass of orange juice.
"No reasons," Betty answered. "You made a mess at the blender again.
"
"I meant to clean it up. Where'd everybody sleep? I saw Glenn and
Linda's
car outside."
Betty busied herself with more oranges. "Oh--they were in your
brother's
room, and Danny slept on the couch."
"Not when I came in, and not when I came downstairs."
Betty said, "Where's the big iron pan, the one I use for hash
browns."
"Right there. What's the big occasion? We only have hash browns
when
something big is happening."
Betty couldn't look at her. She said, " Why--your sister and
brother-in-law
are visiting for the weekend; that's an event."
"Big deal," Nikki grunted, and sat at the counter on the tall stool,
swinging
one sunbrowned and exceptionally shapely leg. "I wonder where Danny
*really*
was, all last night."
"I told you," Betty said sharply. "Wash your hands and set the
table." She
watched her daughter's trim little tail as it twitched away in the cutoff
jeans.
Fifteen years old, and a pocket sized venus, it you know where and how to
look; the
Maddoxes had been blessed with three beautiful children.
Guiltily, she thought--and at least two of them are the sexiest
things going;
does the same sensuous blood run in Nikki? Has she also been casting
covetous
eyes at her father, or at her brother? Was she exposing that lovely wee
body
somewhere besides the swimming pool?
Betty shook her head, started the sausage under a cover, and decided
that
the continuous and exotic screwing she had been getting was affecting her
way of
thinking. Nicole was so young; why, at her age Betty had been only
thinking about
parties and new dresses and -- *boys*. Of course, boys. And she had been
wondering how they did it, what made her penises jump up and go hard, why
they
chased after a fat and ugly girl who only did it with them.
Was Nikki thinking about those things? Kids grew up faster now,
learning
all about sex in class--and maybe in the locker rooms, too. Certainly at
the drive-in
movie, and if not on the screen in those X-rated films, then in the back
seat of a car.
Front seats of cars dropped down now, she remembered. They wouldn't
even
have to climb over. And so many kids drove those VW buses with curtains
all
around. Who knew what the hell went on back there?
She was reaching; she was trying to rationalize her own behavior, and
that of
the rest of the family. If Nikki was out screwing, that made it all okay.
If Nikki
was getting it put to her by some hard-dicked boy, that took the moral
pressure off
her mother. That's how Betty was thinking, and it didn't make a lot of
sense.
But her youngest child *was* in the way. The rest of them could
never get
together openly while she was around. And so much yet had to be done in
the
matter of bringing Chad around, to making him face the fact that his son
was
fucking his own mother, who incidently was Chad's lawful wedded wife. She
still
wasn't at all certain just how to go about that--but it *had* to happen.
Chad had broken down and watched another man shove the cock to his
wife,
but only because his older daughter had screwed him and boozed him into a
state of
shock , and because she had him tightly by his own prick at the time.
"You're burning the sausage, mom."
Betty jumped to rescue it, fanning away smoke and avoiding her
daughter's
quizzical eyes. Would it be possible to send the girl away for a week or
so?
Nikki said, "It's good to be home, for a change. Even if Linda and
Glenn are
here. I mean, every time I turn around, you chase me out of the house,
like there's
some dark and sinister plot afoot, and you don't want me nosing around."
"Put on the jam," Betty said, "The frozen blackberry from the
freezer."
"It *is* a special breakfast," Nikki said. "That's holiday kind of
jam and no
time else."
"What the *hell* is wrong with you?" Betty flared.
Nicole hesitated, the said: "Nothing, I guess. You look pretty in
that pink
robe and sexy scuffs."
Betty put down the spatula and took here child in her arms, pressing
her
close and saying into the soft hair as long and black as her own: "I'm
sorry, Nikki;
really I am. We--I've been under a sort of strain lately, and I don't
know--"
Nikki snuggled close, so small and helpless-sized, putting her face
in her
mother's breasts. "Can I help?"
"I--" Betty wet her lips with a nervous tongue, but couldn't bring
herself to
say it. "No, I guess not."
But the girl *could*. Not necessarily by staying away from home all
weekend,
but certainly by---Betty blinked and held the perfectly formed little body
even
tighter, squeezing Nikki's face into her tits.
Suppose--just suppose--the girl could be brought into it, really into
the family
circle so recently and so excitingly formed? If she could be taught the
things she
didn't know, if she could adjust to the idea that everyone else in her
immediate
family was screwing each other, then perhaps Nikki would no longer be a
problem.
And she would undoubtedly be the absolute answer to Chad's stubborn
reluctance to freely exchange his wife with his son, as well as his
son--in-law. If
Chad got to fuck Nicole, if he shoved that massive dick into his baby
daughter as
well as his married one, he'd have no comeback at all if Betty and Danny
wanted to
screw.
Would the girl, *could* she--Betty found herself trembling in
excitement, in
an erotic anticipation. Nikki and her dad; Linda and her dad; Danny and
his
mother--as well as his sisters. And Glenn--dear, muscular, thrilling
Glenn--he could
have three softly willing cunts at his disposal.
Three males and three females; Betty shivered again, and her hand
were
strong upon the delicate curving of her daughter's back, her thighs
pushing
unconsciously against the girl's slight body.
"Hey, mom--you're strangling me. Wow; do you think I'll ever grow
big
boobies like yours?"
It would be perfect, Betty saw it would work out just fine, but not
with her
father at first. His prick was too massive for this diminutive girl to
take into her
compact body, and if Nikki was still a virgin, such a task would be
impossible--and
even the attempt could bring on such a traumatic experience that the girl
would be
ruined for open, honest sex ever after.
Who, then? Danny would be fine, with his slim prick. But she and
her
brother were always yammering at each other; maybe Nikki wouldn't go for
Danny
right at first. That left Glenn; his cock was thicker, but he was a very
attractive
man, and since he belonged to Nikki's sister, there might be spice added
to the
seduction.
If not Glenn, then Danny would have to replace h him, and if a tender
kind of
rape had to be performed, so be it. The girl had Betty's hot blood in
her, and Chad's
voluptuous nature; once well fucked, she would respond. That much stood
to
reason.
"Well?" Nicole asked. "Will I ever get big ones? I know they'll
never grow as
big as your boobs, but I mean big for my size."
Betty let go her daughter and stepped back to smile down at Nikki.
"Yours
are just fine; they're beautiful as they are."
"You think so, mom? Really?"
"Of course, and the rest of you is superb, too. You have a jewelled
little body,
Nicole, pertly formed and saucy. Men will go wild over you, give the
chance."
Nikki's mouth twitched and she turned quickly away. "Hey! Now the
biscuits
are smoking!"
Danny came into the kitchen just then, followed closely by Glenn.
Turning on
the ceiling fan to clear the smoke, Betty could hear water running in the
pipes,
which meant someone else was in the shower. She wouldn't have to wake
Chad and
Linda, then.
Although she had singed just about everything, breakfast vanished in
hungry
mouths, and there wasn't the strain she had expected--but for Chad. He
kept his
eyes on his plate and only grunted when somebody spoke to him.
He'd have to get over both his hangover and his attitude, Betty
thought.
Chad had no squawk coming; he had jumped right into an incestuous affair
with his
older daughter, without a struggle. If he was sorry, he couldn't just
take it all back--
especially that oral love he had given Linda, nor that friendly push on
Glenn's ass
to help the boy drive home his prick into Betty's pussy. Those acts were
irrevocable,
and Chad might as well admit it.
Betty brought him a Bloody Mary, anyhow, and nodded at his grunt of
thanks. The others eddied out into the living room, or onto the patio,
but Linda
stayed to help. "Daddy's kind of surly this morning. He wouldn't even
look at me
when he woke up in bed together, much less touch me; just jumped up and
ran into
the bath."
"He's being the repentant sinner, dear, and if we don't handle him
right, soon
he'll be the martyr. I'll leave it to you to take care of him. Nobody
else ever bossed
him around the way you can."
Linda grinned. "Isn't that fabulous? I mean the way he just folds
up if I act
mad. It's a lot of fun for me. Let him have a drink or two, and then
I'll take care of
him, if I have to make a little whip and wear black boots."
Betty laughed, then told Linda of her plan to use Nikki for further
softening
of Chad's wall of resistance.
"I think that's wonderful," Linda exclaimed. "Start her in young,
and she
won't miss all the years the rest of us have lost. And you know what,
mom? Ill bet
that Little Nikki isn't that sweet innocent you think."
"Maybe not," Betty said. "But who ought to do the job on her first?"
Linda thought that over. "look--I'll go into the family room and
work daddy
over, pour a little more juice into him. The neighbors can't see into our
patio, so if
you tell the other guys and let them work on her until she indicates her
choice, that
should do it. And so you won't be left out in the cold, after a little
while you can
come on in with daddy and me. We'll put him through the jumps together,
if you
like."
The idea tingled in Betty's tummy, spread to her tits, and she said,
"Great.
You and i and your father; that ought to break him down--or do him in."
"Yeah," Linda chuckled. "See you later."
From the liquor closet, Betty brought out two big pitchers which she
filled
with ice cubes. She poured gin into them, filled them the rest of the way
with
domestic champagne. French 75s, she remembered; a sneaky drink she'd know
while she was a single girl. A glass or two of the mixture, and Nikki
should be
ready for just about any suggestion.
It went well from the beginning. Danny brought his tape deck and
speakers
to the patio; there were snacks and the highly volatile French 75s, smooth
to the
taste and explosive in the stomach. Nikki had been surprised to be served
drinks
with the rest , but she covered it pretty well, pretending she was as
grownup as her
brother, but since he was taking the drinks in stride, so did she.
Nikki didn't question the absence of her father and sister, assuming
they
were doing something in the house. Which indeed they were, Betty thought;
by now
Linda would have her recalcitrant father well in hand, or between her
legs, or
wherever.
Betty started dancing with Glenn, moving to slower music, graceful in
her
pink robe and the jazzy scuffs. There was nothing under the robe but her
own
tingling flesh, and she kept that covered for now, holding her son-in-law
only a little
closer than propriety called for.
Danny and Nikki looked nice together, Betty thought, watching them
grind
and bump through the sensuous dancing they favored, and when she took her
son
for a partner, Nikki blended as well with Glenn. s they moved to the
changing
rhythms of the tapes, Danny sneaked a feel here and there, cupping the
cheek of
her ass with a quick motion, or rubbing his chest back and forth across
her breasts,
and sometimes slipping his knee between her thighs.
Betty said in his ear: "Watch it! Don't scare her off."
Danny whispered back, "Scare her off, hell---look at her shaking it
at Glenn;
she's just about rubbing it on him."
"Give her another drink, next chance you get. do you think she's
settled on
Glenn, that she'll lay him if he really tries?"
"I don't know," Danny said. "She may be afraid--here at the house,
with
Linda's husband, and Linda somewhere around. To say nothing of you and
dad. If
you don't mind swinging with Glenn again, I guess I'd better try it with
Nikki, take
her up to her own room. That way, you could open the hall door and see
what's
happening."
"All right," Betty agreed. "But I'll miss your own special screwing,
dear; and I
desperately want to get us all together. You understand."
"Sure, mom. I want to get into Nikki, anyhow, to see what she's got.
She's
really a cute little kid, and if she's as hot as the rest of the family,
she'll be a great
screw. I'd better get to her now; she looks wobbly because of the
drinks."
Sipping tall glasses, Betty and Glenn watched the boy talking to his
sister,
watched him lead her gently from the patio and into the house. Glenn
said, "She
was hanging back from me. Think Danny will dick her?"
Betty nodded. "He's taking her into her own room where she'll feel
safer,
hidden. Give him a few minutes, and the we'll sneak up into the hall and
take a
peep. He promised to leave the door open just a crack."
Glenn took a long drink. "I married into a terrific family. Of
course, I've only
fucked two of the girls so far, but I'll get to stick Nikki, too. And I
sure get turned
on, seeing all the sights--like Chad laying his own daughter, my wife;
like watching
your son with his cock in your mouth, while I'm cramming mine into that
hot, juicy
box of yours. Now I'll see Danny fuck his little sister, and pretty soon,
Linda will
take him on, too. Man, oh man; I sure wish my own mother was in town."
Betty touched his arm. "She will be; you can bring her into the
group any
time you think she's ready. After all, she's practically one of the
family, isn't she?"
Glenn put his hand on his cock. His own terrycloth robe had fallen
open to
expose his erection, and it was lovely, Betty saw. He drew his fingertips
gently over
the staff and around the head. "I'll bring mother here; and if she
doesn't swing
easily, I'll rape her. I *know* she needs some cock; she's been a widow
for more
than eight years, and hasn't been fucked in all that time. I'd love to
stick this up
her cunt, and I'll bet she'd dig it, once she got over the idea that
incest is such a
terrible thing."
"Come on," Betty said, "let's go upstairs. We'd better not hesitate
at the
family room, either. I don't know what your wife is doing to her father,
but if we
hand around to watch, we'll never find out how Nikki is reacting to her
brother."
"This is going to be a long, crazy weekend," Glenn said, and took her
hand.
The head of his penis kept poking out of his robe as they went inside,
skirted the
family room and climbed the stairs.
Finger to her lips, Betty led her eager son-in-law to the doorway of
Nicole's
room. The door itself was closed, but the lock hadn't caught. Betty
thought her son
had only pretended to lock the door, to make his sister fell safer. She
listened and
heard murmuring, but no raised voices, so they weren't fighting it out.
Pushing
gently upon the door, she swung it open an inch or two, so she could see
the bed.
Nikki was lying across the bed, on the pink and frilly spread. She
still had on
her cutoffs, but her feet were now bare, so were her tits. They were
gorgeous little
things, daintily pointed and rounded and nippled with exciting small
points. They
were pale white, where the bra of Nikki's swimsuit had covered the skin,
but the
rest of her was golden brown, and somehow the two-tone colors were more
stimulating than an even shade would be.
Danny was sitting beside his younger sister, more deeply bronzed than
she,
but he still had on his shorts. There was the now familiar bulge in them,
Betty saw;
he had been talking and approaching the ultimate moment with care, and now
the
time was at hand.
Nikki said: "Are they pretty? Mom said they were, and she never saw
them
naked like this."
He reached to touch her breasts, to trace their taut circles with a
fingertip.
"They're very beautiful, Nikki, but I'd bet you've heard that before."
She smiled up at him, wet-lipped and with mischievous eyes. "sure,
but those
guys would say anything when they've got a hard on. I wanted to hear it
from you."
"I've got a hard on, too."
"I know," Nikki giggled, "but you're honest. Those other
guys--they'd lie like
crazy, just to dip their things into a girl. But if you say my boobies
are pretty, I
guess they are. I just wish they were a lot bigger and softer, like
mom's. Wow; did
you ever see such tits!"
Danny kept fondling her small breasts, leaning over her, his hands
gentle
and knowing. Watching, Betty knew a tremble of fear within her body, and
a
darting of anticipation. They were so beautiful, her children there;
together,
making love, they would be so charming her heart would break to see them.
"You swung with many other guys?" Danny asked.
"Just two," Nikki said, running her hand along his forearms as he
caressed
her tits. "But plenty of times with both of them. Sally and me kind of
change off
between the guys and it's a real, kick. Oh wow; all that gin is making
me dizzy, but
I still want to know h ow come you've got an itch for me, all of a
sudden."
Danny leaned back and used his thumbs to pull down his shorts. His
long,
slim prick stood tall and throbbing. "It's not all of a sudden, Nikki; I
just didn't
know if you were mature enough for me yet. I've admired your trim little
ass for a
long time. And I don't mean if you were mature enough to screw, but to
screw your
brother; you have to be open and grown up for that."
"Your prong is longer than theirs," Nikki said, staring with interest
at her
brother's penis. "And I'm grownup enough for incest. Who do you think
was hiding
in the alley the other night?"
"That noise we heard----mom and me?"
Nikki giggled again. "That was me, falling into an ashcan. Had my
jeans
around my knees and a finger up myself. Oh wow---I never saw anything
like it; not
with Sally anyhow."
Danny unzipped his sister's cutoffs, and Nikki lifted her butt so he
could slide
them down her slim legs. Betty caught her breath at the sight of her
daughter's
little vee. The girl had only a faint feathering of pubic hair, lightly
seeded over her
lovely mini-mound, but the few hairs were jet black, and singularly
appealing
against the untanned whiteness of her skin there.
At Betty's ear, Glenn Forester whispered, " Hey now! That's a sweet,
little-
girl pussy.."
Betty put her hand out to hush him, but lowered it to take hold
of his
swollen cock. She squeezed that in warning, for they certainly didn't
want to
frighten Nikki now; not when she was just about to take her brother's
prick into her
cunt for the first time.
Other guys, Nikki had said; she and her friend Sally had been
changing off
with two boys, screwing them both in what might be termed a small and
blessedly
restricted kind of early teenage swap club. And Betty had been fretting
that Nikki
would be a cherry. No chance, with her mother's not blood racing within
her.
"Kiss it a little, Danny," the girl said softly, and her brother
obediently
lowered himself to draw his mouth over her flat and boyish belly, to lick
into her
tiny navel while Nikki heaved and squirmed.
Entranced, Betty stared as her son stroked her daughter's hips and
belly and
thighs, as he moved his handsome face down into the valley between Nikki's
sleek
legs. His mouth covered the nearly hairless mound, and Danny closed his
eyes as
he manipulated his tongue into the childish vagina.
"Great," Nikki panted, "oh Danny--that's really wild. You know how
to do it
better--oh,oh--*great*!
His head came up and he said, "I'll finish that after. But first I
want to fuck
this beautiful little hole. First mom, then Linda, and now you."
Nikki said, "You screwed Linda, too?" Did Glenn know?"
"Not at first; he does now. We're all swinging , Nikki--dad's
sticking Linda,
too, and mom had a couple of sessions with Glenn."
The girl made a low, whistling sound. "Then you'd better hurry and
initiate
me. Daddy and Glenn--wow! Will they screw me, too?"
Danny said, "Pay attention to what you're doing," and closed his
mouth over
hers, one arm around her neck and one around her miniature waist. His
cock head
was feeling for her delicate vulva, and Nikki twisted her ass to guide him
home.
Betty watched the solid length of Danny's prick slide slowly,
wonderfully, up
into the clenching hotness of his younger sister's yearning pussy. They
were
competing the circle, adding yet another length to the enchanted chain of
tempestuous events that had begun in this house such a short time ago.
"Look at that," Glenn whispered, hunching his groin sot that his own
hard
prick slid back and forth in Betty's hand. "Look at him stick that prick
into his
little sister's cunt."
Excitedly, Glenn's hands caught at Betty, one on the cheek of her
ass, one
gripping her left tit. She continued to clasp his cock, but could not
take her eyes
away from the magic scene in the bedroom.
There, Nikki was hissing, "That's the way, baby. Stick me deep,
man--run it
right up my pussy--had cock, hard peter--oh baby, baby--fuck me,
Danny--fuck me!"
Betty watched the boy's prick work, saw it back out shining with
Nikki's
lubrications, saw it shove back inside the gripping little cunt, saw her
son's balls
swing into the uplifted crack of her daughter's ass. Trembles shook the
girl and
shook Betty, too. It was so sweet and hot, so vibrant and moving. The
children
blended, handsome and beautiful, and the spicy rhythm of their youthful
fucking
was the heartbeat of the universe.
"I love them so, " Betty sighed, and turned slightly so that she
could back her
ass into Glenn.
He lifted her robe and prodded the blunt end of his rod into the
crevice
between her cheeks, sliding it off her contracted asshole and along the
fiery lips of
her aroused cunt. Betty leaned forward a little, reached between her
thighs and
took his cock so she could set the spongy, slippery head of it into her
own throbbing
slot.
Glenn pushed it up and in, lancing her deep and solidly, settling the
widely
flanged head of his prick into her moist vagina, bringing the golden
haired sack of
his balls up between the tops her soft thighs. Having his meat in her
pussy involved
Betty even more deeply in the scene she was watching, made her more a true
participant in the beguiling love making her children were giving and
receiving.
Being fucked gently and slowly from behind, Glenn's hands on her
quaking
tits and his belly pushed against her ass, Betty was at once Nikke Maddox
and
herself, and Glenn's prick was his, and yet her son's prick working within
the
worshiping glove of her wet pussy. She was young and she was mature; she
was
mother and daughter, the fucking and the fucked.
Oh the bed, Danny murmured into this sister's's mouth: "Oh
Nikki--you're so
tight, so slidy inside your little cunt. Man! What a grip it's
got--you're a crazy piece
of ass, little sister, and anybody who gets to screw you is a lucky guy."
Nikki bent her knees and drew her heels far back, until they were
under the
fragile appearing cheeks of her dainty ass. Knees thrown wide then, using
her heels
as leverage, she used her pelvis like an elevator, hiking her pussy and
her brother
up off the bed, lowering him again, and when she reached the top of her
arching,
Nikki rolled her ass to give that additional fillip of wantonness.
Nikki panted, twisted her small crotch on her brother's surging cock,
and
said, "Danny--oh Danny! You're the best I ever had--the hardest, longest
prick, the
nicest way of screwing--I love your prick, Danny' I love *you*!"
He fed the meat to his elfin little sister, packed his rigid staff
into her with
corkscrewing motions, his balls swinging, his belly turning wet with sweat
and
dipping in and out. "Nikki, sweet little Nicole! I love you, too. I
love your narrow
puss and your darling, tiny ass, and I love your fascinating mini-tits.
Fuck your
brother, baby sister--oh, fuck me hot and dirty, because I'm just about to
come! I'm -
-*ahhh!--I'm coming into you Nikki! I'm pouring my come into your little
girl cunt--
uh--UH!---UHHH!!!
"Shove that prick to me!" Nikki called out loud and ringing. Her
ass pumped
furiously, and she ground her pelvis in a wringing undulation that chewed
at her
bother's cock.Tiny slippery with sweat, gasping and fucking madly, she
suddenly
lifted Danny off the bed with a tremendous humping of her entire lower
body.
"I'm coming--coming--coming!" she chanted. "Come in me--hard
prick--shoot
the sweet jism to me--coming--*coming*!
Betty swivelled her own ass, took the wetly heaving strokes of
Glenn's penis
in her convulsing pussy, and tried to make it to her own orgasm in the
wake of her
children's captivating climaxes. Her son-in-law thrust it to her, fed his
round meat
eagerly into the blistering velvet of her cunt, and his balls went
slap--slap against
her thighs. Using her tits for hand-holds, Glenn stuck her deep and
wiggled it
around when he hit bottom; Betty rode that prong with enthusiasm, hunched
b ack
and clamped her thighs together to make that slippery rod give more
pressure to
her clitoris.
Into her hear, Glenn hissed: "Look at 'em lying there together, just
a couple
of horny kids. While I'm fucking their mama--while I'm screwing their
mama's nice
hot cunt--and I'm going to shoot off into their mama's pussy--pumping my
cock into
their mama's sweet juicy pussy--oh, your soft ass, Mrs. Maddox--your soft,
greasy
cunt--and these fine tits like pillows---"
She came almost at the split second Glenn loosed his geyser of semen,
her
vagina clenching and shivering around the length and the thickness of his
flexing
prick. She clung to the doorknob, her knees going weak as the wild
feeling, the
hotly erotic joy splashed throughout her body and bubbled echoing in the
far corners
of her mind.
Weakly, she dropped forward, and might have fallen, if he hadn't held
to her
tits and pulled her ass back once more upon his impaling cock, wringing
the last
sticky drop of semen from its pulsing head.
Helping her, Glenn backed away, pulled her with him, and she slowly
straightened up, clamping his penis strongly within the grip of her pussy,
sided by
the tightening of her buttocks. They made it into her bedroom
lock-stepping that
way, because her legs were long and sleek, and she could keep his meat
inside her
as they maneuvered along the way.
She collapsed face down across her bed, dragging her lover with her.
Into the
coverlet she said, "Nikki is hot, too. She just fucked her brother, so
the next thing
to do is move her along to you, Glenn. And then to her daddy. Once Chad
screws
Nikki, he can't drag his feet any longer; he'll have to agree to his son
fucking me.
At last, it will all be out in the open, all our screwing turned honest
and above
board."
Glenn lay lightly on top of her, his prick softening, slipping
tenderly and
wetly from the seizure of her cunt lips. He said, "The cheeks of your ass
are so
soft and smooth. I'd like to put it right on up your ass, Betty. I've
never done that
to anybody since I was a little kid, and then it was to another boy. We
took turns
cornholing each other, but I never really got my cock deep into his
asshole. I'd like
to try it with you, Mrs. Madd
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MOM & ME
Chapter 13
[I did not write this story, but have enjoyed it for many years.]
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*****
Downstairs, Betty locked the kitchen door, then passed to the front
and
bolted that one, also. On a Saturday, no telling who might drop by
unexpectedly,
and she certainly didn't want *anybody* visiting. No Disturbances, she
thought; no
interference with the ultimate closeness that was so fast developing in
her family.
They needed nobody but themselves, for who could offer them more?
Wearing her robe, but barefoot now, Betty moved toward the family
room, not
sure of what she would find there, but needing some kind of communication
with
her husband. She *did* love him, and right now, possibly more than she
had ever
loved him in their entire married life. For love wasn't all taking, and
it wasn't
hiding, nor jealousy, and love wasn't composed of tight little
restrictions and a
whole list of no-noes.
Love was giving, and sharing, and what better way to share than the
ecstasies of their bodies and the invitational openings of their minds?
When Betty
screwed her son, she accepted his love, the adoration of his hard young
prick for her
soft and motherly cunt. When her son fucked his sisters, he was going
beyond the
sibling affection required by convention; he was truly showing his
sentiment for
them, in the most solid form possible.
Chad had screwed his older daughter, and at the end, it had turned
into a
battle, a frantic attempt for who dispensed largess and discipline. But
Linda had
won the contest, and now Chad had retreated.
She had to bring him back, Betty thought, not as the domineering
father
figure, but as the lover she knew him to be, gentle and sexy and
sometimes
impetuous. He could be the same to his daughters, fucking and ardent,
sucking and
devoted, giving them the benefit of his years of experience. They would
be
enchanted with him, as Betty had been, and was quickly becoming again.
Just inside the archway, Betty paused, peering into the half gloom
caused by
drawn drapes. She made them out across the room by the bar, where her
daughter
sat naked and leg-spread upon one of the stools, her heels hooked onto a
rung. She
had a glass of whiskey in one had, and as Betty watched, Linda spilled
some of the
dark liquid down her belly, and into the deep, springy bush of her pubic
hair.
Only then did Betty see her husband, and Linda's daddy, there at the
girl's
feet, crouched and appearing curiously defenseless in his nudity.
Linda said, "Here's a drink for you, daddy. Come lick it off my
tummy, and
out of my cunt hairs. Come on, daddy--before I get mad at you."
"Baby," Chad said, "I love you, you know that, but--"
Linda gestured imperiously, and splashed more of the liquor into her
crotch.
"But if you want to *fuck* me again, you have to do as I tell you. And
you like being
told what to do, really, you *love* me bossing you, making you my slave.
Now,
father; lick me!!"
Betty took a step forward and put out one hand, but let it fall,
Maybe Chad
*did* like to be dominated by his daughter, to be humbled and even
degraded. If he
did, she had no right to horn into his pleasures. She waited quietly,
standing and
looking at the naked back of her husband as he kneeled before Linda ;and
Licked
the whiskey from her pale white belly.
"All over," she commanded. "My hips, and deep into my belly button.
Ah,
yes--now you're being a good boy. Lick right on down into my pussy, daddy
dear--
stick your nice not tongue on into my hair and suck them all dry."
"Yes, darling," Chad mumbled, and hurried to complete his task,
lapping and
nuzzling at the spilled whiskey, cleaning the stuff from his daughter's
mound with
his eager mouth.
Betty moved closer, her tits lifting, their nipples hard with a
sudden ache as
she watched the scene. It was exciting, the girl dominant, the man
passive and
obedient, docile. It might be a kick to do it herself, she thought--but
Chad probably
wouldn't want it, from her.
Linda saw her the, and smiled, beckoned to her with one had; the
other lay
upon her father's head, holding his face into her pussy. "hi, mom."
Chad tried to move, and his daughter lifted one leg to curl around
his neck
and shoulders. "No, daddy! Don't you move. Stay right there, you hear?
Mom isn't
he sweet? Just like a big puppy dog, but a puppy with a hard on--and he'd
have to
be a Saint Bernard to have a cock like that."
Betty said softly, "I thought you and I--now that the other thing is
done?"
Linda held one hand over her father's head, and Betty took it,
standing so
close that her knees brushed her husband's back. Linda said, "That's
where Glenn
is, then--getting his share?"
Nodding, Betty squeezed her daughter's strong, smooth hand. "But I
was also
fretting over Chad. There's so much to do yet, and I wondered--"
"It's just perfect," Linda said. "we're here now, and everyone else
is busy, so
why don't you and I and daddy -----"
Chad trembled against her knees, and Betty shivered in response.
"You
mean--you and I---with Chad watching, or--"
"Or joining in, when he has a the room and the inclination. Why not?
Poor
daddy; I haven't let him screw me yet today, and his big, angry prick must
be about
to split!"
"But his wife and his daughter?"
Linda removed her leg, put one small foot against her daddy's hairy
chest and
nudged him aside. The rich brown hairs of her cunt gleamed, where he had
been
licking them. She said, "You've never had a woman, huh, mom? Remember I
told
you about the oral love with a boy before I married Glenn? Well, there
was a girl,
also. And it's as much fun with one as the other--more, in some ways.
Gee, I'm glad
to be the one to teach you."
Betty said, "Chad," but he climbed up and poured himself a big drink,
his
back to her and his stiff rod pushing against the padded leatherette of
the barfront.
"Daddy," Linda said, " you just sit and watch if you want to, but if
you want to
jump in, later--you can. You have my permission. And you can fuck either
of us, or
both of us."
Betty saw her husband's shoulders quiver, but there wasn't time to
say
anything else to him, because her daughter slid off the barstool and
advanced
toward her, both arms held wide, and Betty just naturally went into them.
Her large breasts covered Linda's smaller, firm ones, and their
bellies
merged, their mounds pushing tenderly against each other. Betty was
slightly
taller, and more full bodied, but her daughter was well modelled, and with
a
wickedly longing stare in her eyes, an intent dampness about her mouth."
"Just hold me the way you do daddy, or Glenn, " Linda said. "oooh,
mother'
your big tits feel so good, all soft and cuddly, and your belly is like
white satin, your
mound--ooohhh, mom--your pussy is so hairy and deep; oh wow, how wonderful
it is;
how fabulous it must be to fuck such a tender cunt."
Betty looked past her daughter's shoulder, held her very closely and
squirmy
and looked at Chad as he turned slowly on the barstool; his penis was
*huge* it
knob glowing, purple, and wet. He stared at them, his eyes fixed and his
mouth
slightly open. His chest was rising and falling with the rapid pace of
his breathing.
That's when Linda moved her mother back a step or two, then pulled
her
gently to the floor, going down to the soft carpet with her. "Lie back,
mom; you be
the woman and I'll be the man."
Feeling warm and relaxed all over, Betty sank back, her thighs
falling open,
her arms upheld for her lovely daughter. And Linda came into them, but
slowly and
with a tantalizing fondling of her mother's body. The girl's soft hand
ran over
Betty's breasts, pinching the nipples, pressing the mounds almost flat and
letting
them pop up again.
She caressed her mother's rib cage, then her hips and belly, and put
both
hands delicately between Betty's thighs to cup the quivering softness of
her mound.
But only for a moment, only for the space of time it takes to deposit a
fleeting
caress. Then the girl lay down atop Betty's pulsating body, as a male
lover would
mount her. Linda's mouth sought Betty's, and her lips were sweet, her
tongue a
flickering blaze that searched over Betty's tongue, asking love in return.
Tit to tit, belly to belly, they lay gasping together, and Betty
arched her back,
lifted her knees high so that she could wrap her long legs around her
daughter's
slim waist. They were rocking, heaving together, the lips of the cunts
rubbing
wetly, their hairy crotches meeting and twisting in a primeval hunger.
Why, Betty thought dizzily, it's very much like being fucked by a
man, except
there's no real penetration--only the thrilling kiss of pussy to pussy,
and the
massaging of one clitoris upon the other. Linda had such a rich cunt, she
thought,
and her flesh was satiny, her mouth a damply demanding furnace that drew
her
mother's tongue in and halfway down her throat.
Joyously, Betty abandoned any residual clinging to outmoded
restrictions,
and surged strongly, positively, against the hot caress of her daughter's
pussy. Each
time their clits touched, a violent thrill shot through her body, and the
sweaty
rubbing on their bellies, the slippery hunching and squirming of their
mounds, made
every sensation erotic, electric.
"Oh mama, " Linda breathed, "oh sweet mother--what a soft pussy you
have!
We're screwing each other, mama dear; we're fucking, you and I--rubbing
our cunts
together and I'm in between your thighs, just like daddy make it. Fuck me
back,
mama darling--oh, rub that crazy pussy into mine until we come!"
Yes, baby!" Betty gasped. "Oh, yes, my lovely daughter. Oh, your
mouth,
your tits--that steamy young cunt against mine--oohhh, I could just
squeeze you to
death with my legs. Sweet baby, pretty girl with the boiling hot
pussy---oh, how
your mother loves you!"
Twisting, pulling her daughter's crotch violently down into her own,
Betty
fucked savagely into the voluptuous cunt that pushed into her, and in
turn, covered
hers. Slippery and skidding, wet and greasy, their hairy labia shook and
quivered.
They humped and shoved, wiggled and churned, and Linda was the first to
cry out.
"Mama--oh, mama!" she moaned, rolling her belly. "I'm about to
come,
sweetheart--oh mother dear, my cunt is on fire--I coming---I'm coming!"
Desperately, she clamped the girl in her arms her teeth raking across
Linda's, her cunt slamming into her daughter's, her legs squeezing the
girl's waist.
Betty's head whirled and she couldn't get her breath. She fell back
panting,
and Linda fastened her mouth to one of her nipples. Waves of foaming
orgasm
heaved and fell within Betty's pussy, and her asshole contracted in
jealous reaction.
Inside her thighs, tremors raced up and down, and every time her
daughter's cunt
flexed, Betty felt it against her own lascivious mound.
They embraced only for a little while longer, then, sighing, Linda
raised her
body from her mother's supine one; their cunts came apart with a
suctioning noise,
and Linda murmured, "You're very sweet, mother--and very beautiful."
The girl climbed erect and Betty lay still, resting, still melted
together inside
her body. She looked up at her daughter, at the shapely legs and thick,
brown vee,
at the satiny belly and the firmly jutting tits and thought what a lucky
man Glenn
was, to have picked this lovely, highly passionate girl for his wife.
Only then did Betty remember that her own husband had been close by,
all
the time she and her daughter had been fucking, that Chad had been staring
transfixed at this wife and his oldest child as they ground and humped and
screwed
together.
But Linda had kept it in mind all the time, evidently. She posed
sexily for
her father, stood imperiously with her cunt thrust forward and her tits
proudly
high. Chin up, she strode past where he sat on the barstool with his
massive penis
erectly throbbing. When she came from behind the bar, Linda carried a
thin riding
crop. They'd brought it back from Mexico some summers ago, and it was
part of the
wall decoration. Now Linda was about to put it to use.
She pointed it at her father. "Dad--go lie down over there, right
beside
mother. Do as I say!"
Chad seemed to fold into himself, to actually cringe as Linda shook
the crop
at him, but he didn't climb off the stool. Embarrassed, Betty got off the
floor and
stood uncertainly, enthralled by this sexual domination their daughter had
achieved
over her father. For Betty could see that Chad actually *wanted* to be
mastered by
Linda, that he was waiting eagerly for it. And his daughter did not
disappoint him.
Moving forward, regal as a queen, Linda flicked her daddy on the head
of his
swollen prick with the end of the leather riding crop. He winced, but
Betty could
see white juice spring from the slot of his glans and realized that he
enjoyed the
dollop of pain, or perhaps the symbol of chastisement. He climbed from
the stool
and moved stiffly to the middle of the carpet, standing with his hairy
back to them
until his daughter popped the crop across his ass. Then he lay down
quickly, rolling
over onto his back with his monstrous staff pointing straight up and
perhaps
distended farther than Betty had ever seen it before. It was a
magnificent erection!
"Now, mom," Linda said, "since I'm bossing this little affair, I want
you to go
around and stand at daddy's head. That's the way, darling--and my, but
your nice
round ass jiggles so sweetly when you walk; you're sexy, mom. Now; put
one foot on
each side of his head--got ahead; he'll lie still for it. Just stand
there with your legs
apart a little so he can stare up into the juicy lips of your lovely
pussy.
Linda moved toward them, swaying her svelte hips, making an
exaggerated
roll of her belly and ass. The leather riding crop was tapping against
the calf of her
leg--tap-tap-tap. For a crazy moment, Betty herself felt a strange
exultation
touched with terror, as if her daughter was going to beat her naked flesh,
to be
torture mistress over all. Betty would be punished for her
transgressions, with
whip and spur, and the hairy wet cunt would be queen forever.
Linda positioned herself over her father's waiting body, standing
with opened
thighs directly above his upstanding cock. Chad lay quietly, passive, his
arms at his
side, but his eyes were open and his chest heaving. Most alive was his
prick, tall
and thick with its head practically bathed in the gleaming juices leaking
from its
tiny mouth.
The girl said, "We'll use him between us, darling. You have him eat
your
lovely cunt, and I'll take the swelling out of that big, eager cock of
his."
Chad said, "I--I never did that before. I never went down on any
woman, not
even your mother. "
Linda reached down with the riding crop, tapped his penis with it.
"Then it's
time you learned, Daddy. Mom has such a beautiful pussy, you should have
eaten
her years and years ago. Glenn did it to her. My husband got his tongue
inside
your wife's cunt and made her come, so now mom know how good it feels.
And
you'll do a super job, daddy---I'm sure you will, because you'd *better*!"
Smiling at her mother, lowering herself to her knees so that her
profusely
feathered crotch was just above the blunt head of her daddy's cock; Linda
said,
"Just do the same as I'm doing, darling. Kneel down and let him quiver
for awhile."
Betty kneeled, her kneecaps touching the biceps of her husbands arms,
a
tremor moving excitedly in her tummy, and she thought of Glenn's semen
still
within her vagina, of the recent fucking she had taken from her impetuous
son-in-
law. Chad was going to put his tongue inside; she was going to actually
sit down on
his mouth and he was going to eat her cunt, for the first time in their
married lives.
And as Linda said, it was about time.
"Now, mom,," her daughter said, lowering her crotch just a bit and
using her
hand to guide the shuddering, anxious head of her father's prick into the
springy
depths of that curly brown pubic hair. Her other had reached out to her
mother,
and Betty put her fingers into Linda's soft, warm palm as she sat gently
down upon
Chad's waiting, helpless face.
A hot, wet shock jolted through her body as he sticky labia came in
contact
with his lips. For an indecisive moment, her husband hesitated, then
uttering a
groan, his mouth opened and his tongue shoved in and up, piercing the wet
folds of
flesh and entering the wet cave of the vagina itself.
"Ah! OOOHH! Oh, Linda--he's doing it! Your father is eating me,
sticking
in his tongue and licking. OOOHHH!"
"Good," Linda answered, clenching her hand. "And look how his big
dick is
easing up into me. Hard and rubbery; thick and long--ow wow; this is some
rod,
mama! This is a terrific prick, and I'm fucking it just lie y ou do,
fucking my daddy's
big cock while he eats my mama's sweet pussy. Ahh, daddy--oh yes, stiff
prick--ah-
oh--the head of it is away up inside me, knocking at my cervix. Ahh!
Oh--oh mama,
oh daddy!"
Staring, Betty watched her husband's thick staff working its way up
into the
redly clinging lips of her daughter's young pussy. It was a wonderful
sight, a
thrilling picture, and she ground sensuously upon Chad's mouth as she saw
the
engorged rod progress inch by veined inch until it was swallowed up.
He mumbled something into her blazing cunt, and his tongue lapped
puppy-
dog style into her slit; she slid forward and back, making him reach her
clit,
grinding it into his chin and back to his nose. And on one of her forward
slides,
Betty found herself only inches from her daughter's face.
It was so natural that she kiss Linda's passionate mouth, that her
daughter's
tongue should melt lovingly over her own, and their teeth clash sweetly.
Straining,
leaning forward, they held arms around each other's bodies, and mashed
their tits
together.
"Oh, baby," Betty gasped. "Oh, how wonderful, to kiss you and feel
your
breasts against mine--oh, how wild--because we're sharing your father and
each
other, too."
"Great, mom--far, far out! Oh, how I dig this kind of swinging!
Kiss me,
mama--kiss me as I ride your husband's cock, my daddy's cock!"
"Darling, darling--" Betty hunched faster upon Chad's face, because
he was
getting the hang of it, working his tongue over her clit and beginning to
suck, to
siphon upon the lining of her pussy and to drain the hot oils and her
son-in-laws
warm juice into his throat.
"Fuck me!" Linda screamed, and slammed her tits hard into her
mother's
larger breasts. "Oh, daddy, you big-dicked bastard--shove it up my
cunt--bang it up
my pussy!"
Betty shook and trembled, her tits bouncing as she rode her husband's
mouth, for her climax was swiftly burgeoning within her spasming vagina.
She
clamped her mouth onto her daughter's, and urged her tits into Linda's;
Betty's ass
was swinging and sliding, and she forced her tongue deep into Linda's
mouth.
Her daughter clawed her nails into Betty's back, and raked her teeth
across
her mother's. They sucked tongue and moaned in explosive rapture, moaned
together as they came--one upon the man's prick, one upon his suctioning
mouth,
mother and daughter blending in ecstasy upon the male they both had in
common.
They held to each other, kissing, sliding wet tongues, wiggling more
gently in
the subsiding of their simultaneous orgasm. Chad turned his face aside,
panting
into Betty's thigh, and she realized that he had also come, that he had
fired his
monstrous cock into his daughter's inflamed cunt, pumping that narrow
sheath full
of his thickly foaming semen.
How long they stayed glued together, Betty didn't know; she really
didn't
come to herself until Linda stood up and helped her to her feet. They
left Chad on
the carpet, but not for long; he climbed up and joined them at the bar.
Betty saw
that her husband's massive dick was still hard, and glistening all over
with the
juices he had released into Linda's vagina, with his daughter's shining
pussy oils.
Gruffly, he said, "I--oh hell, women; I don't know how to put it, but
I--well, I
think this is terrific. The three of us making it together. And Betty--I
enjoyed
going down on you; I really did."
He put his arms around them, stood between them as they sat naked on
the
barstools. His long staff poked between them the purple head lustrous and
glowing.
Betty turned her head and kissed him on the cheek.
"It is good, isn't it dear?" So intimate, so exciting. I wasn't a
bit jealous of
you screwing your screwing our daughter. In fact, I was thrilled that you
should get
the chance to enjoy the beauty of her cunt' you're a lucky man, because so
few father
ever realize their yearnings and actually *fuck* their daughters."
Chad stroked her back, brought his hand down and caressed the cheek
of her
ass. Betty glanced across his back and saw that he was doing the same to
Linda.
He said, "I'll admit I didn't like it at first, when Glenn was putting the
dick to you,
Betty. I mean, you're my *wife*, and I'm supposed to be jealous of you.
But there
was Linda, and Glenn was really shoving it to you and you looked like you
were
getting a kick out of fucking him, so I--well, I figured it you let me
screw Linda,
then we'd compromise, and I'd let you screw Glenn."
Linda chuckled, and poured drinks all around. "Daddy, you're trying
so hard
not to be a male chauvinist. You really want to say that it's okay for a
man to fuck
anything he can find, but that a woman should stay pure--whatever the hell
that is."
"Now wait a minute," he said.
And Linda cut in: "But you get high on fucking me, so it's okay for
mother to
have a little staring cock on the side. But don't you see how much better
it is, how
much more fun it is, to share our love-making? You and me and mother --
and
when Glenn was there last night, wasn't that fun?"
"I guess so," he said. "but--well I don't think I can have as much
fun when
somebody else sees you bossing me around. There are some things a man has
to
keep private."
"Why?" Linda asked. " If anything turns you on, nobody here is
going to
laugh at it. We all have our kinks and our little hangups, but that's
what we're
doing now, together---we're trying to rid ourselves of all our hangups,
trying to be
honest with each other, and most of all with ourselves."
Chad continued to fondle their asses. Betty downed her drink and felt
the
warmth of it, the needed strength of the alcohol . Then her husband
said, "I guess
you're right, Linda. now that we've gone ahead like this, screwing and
sucking and
all---we can make it fine together. You and me and your mother and Glenn;
we can
have a real wife-swapping setup here, as long as we keep it from the kids,
that is. I
mean, we're adult and they're so young, and I don't think I could conceive
of those
kids even thinking--"
Linda poured more drinks. "You mean it's all right for mom to eat my
husband's cock, it that what they both want?"
Chad bit his lips, and Betty noticed that his penis was slumping. He
said,
"Well, I guess so. Glenn's a good guy, and your husband, and----"
"And you're getting the best of the deal," Linda said. "Here you
are, swapping
wives with Glenn, but you get a bonus, because I'm your daughter, too. So
you not
only trade wives, but get to dig some incest, besides. Would you be as
willing if
Glenn was your son, and I was just another girl?"
Chad took his hand from Betty's ass and reached for his drink. "Hey
now,
wait a minute! That would make him a--a -- "
"A mother fucker? Is that so terrible? Is that any worse name than
daughter
fucker, or daddy fucker?"
"You're mixing things up," Chad said. "Damnit, you're getting
everything all
screwed around."
Linda turned on the stool, so that she could hold his body between
her legs
and draw him into the softly feminine vee of her thighs. "Daddy,
*you're* the one
who's getting screwed up-- and screwed. But would you disown me, back off
from
me right now, if I told you that I've already fucked my brother, too? I
have, you
know; Danny and I had a good, solid screwing together, even before I
seduced you
last night."
"That--that kid?"
"He's no kid; he's a good, erotic lover with a strong prick longer
than your
own."
"Damnit, Linda--Betty---"
Betty watched her daughter tug her husband closer with her legs, saw
her
rub her high, firm tits into his hairy chest and use her had to fondle the
thick,
drooping cock. Linda said, "There's plenty of this pussy left for you.
Al you want,
daddy dear--if you stop being so straight and hungup and just let it all
hang out. I
can fuck you and Danny and my husband, and thrill all of you--and so can
mom."
Betty saw his back stiffen, and she gulped the rest of her drink
hurriedly.
Now was the moment, when he would either resist or give in.
Chad said, "Hold on; that's going to damned far. The boy and
you--and me
and you--Glenn--you're going out of your head, if you think I'm going to
stand still
for Danny and his *mother*--"
Before Linda could hold to him, Chad pulled himself from between her
legs
and strode off, vanishing from the family room without a word.
Betty said, "Well, I guess that's it."
"The hell it is," Linda answered. "There's's still Nikki; you notice
how
carefully he avoided mentioning her name? Dad has a hard-on for Nikki,
too, and
don't doubt that. And he's pretty well smashed right now; I poured enough
juice
into him today for him to be high as a mountain top. He's only going to
his own bed.
We'll get him there. Are you game for a family council of the rest of
us?"
"All right," Betty said. "Son as I can get some clothing--"
"No," Linda said. "All of us bare-assed and honest, okay?"
"Okay, then. Oh, I hope we can straighten out your father."
The girl smiled. "We will; don't you worry."
(end Chapt. 13)
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Yarddogx
Subject: MOM&ME. TXT. #14
From: yarddog200@aol.com (Yarddog200)
Date: 2 Mar 1996 18:47:53 -0500
Message-ID: <4hamn9$r35@newsbf02.news.aol.com>
MOM & ME
Chapter 14
[I did not write this story, but have enjoyed it for many years.]
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*****
They were a beautiful group, Betty thought, self-consciously crossing
her legs
and wishing that she had something with which to cover her breasts as she
sat at
the bar and watched Linda herd the others into the room for a council.
It must have been quite a session upstairs, she thought. Glenn was
sheepish
and his cock was shrunken as he came to the bar for a drink. Her son's
penis was
partly erect, but well-used and reddened. And Little Nikki--the girl was
trying to be
very casual, but the goosebumps on her naked skin and the blush on her
piquant
face gave away her inner emotional turmoil.
Impulsively, Betty held out her arms to her youngest child, and with
a sigh,
Nicole ran into them. It felt strange to hold her like this, Betty
thought, both of
them naked, and with Nikki pressing her elfin body against her mother's
hairy
mound, Nikki burying her face into the milky globes of her mother's
breasts.
But it felt wonderful, too. There was nothing between them--no cloth
or
plastic or dishonesty, and when Nikki lifted a fearful face, Betty kissed
her
daughter's eyes, then, her cheeks, and lastly her tremulous young mouth.
It was a different kiss--love and passion mixed, a darting of their
tongues, a
promise of things to be between them, and Nikki said breathlessly, "Oh
mom--you're
so great!"
"Thank you, darling; I think you're great too."
Danny came to stand with them, and Glenn moved to kiss his wife, then
to
stand uncertainly beside her. Linda said, "We have to do something about
daddy.
He's sulking in his room, and it's all because he can't conceive of Danny
screwing
mom. Everything else is all right, it seems, but he went into a state of
shock when I
talked about Danny. But there's a real tipoff in her reaction: he didn't
mention
Nicole's name. He's been screwing me, as you all know, and I can control
him on
just about everything, but I think his real yen now is for little Nicole."
Nikki looked into her mother's eyes. "Mom? Will it--can I swing
with daddy,
and it'll be okay with you?"
"Of course, dear, "Betty said, and patted the sleek little flank.
"But your
father has a very large penis. Do you think you cant take that?"
"I--I don't know," Nikki said, dropping her eyes.
"Sure she can," Danny added. "She's tight and narrow, but Glenn
loosened
her up some, after me. She's still all greasy inside, so that'll help dad
get it in."
Nikki said into Betty's breasts, "I'd like to try it. Especially if
it will keep us
all together, without any trouble."
"Good," Linda said. "We'll get him into your room, Nikki; then mom
and
Danny can get in Danny's room. That adjoining door will work out just
right. I
mean, once we can get daddy sticking it to Nikki, we can open the door and
show
him Danny mounted on Mom. That ought to knock hell out of any inhibitions
he
has left."
"That's a wild idea," Glenn said. "How about Chad--is he drinking?"
Linda grinned. "We'll be lucky if he isn't sleeping it off. What do
you say,
Nikki? Are you ready?"
"May I have a small drink?" Nikki asked. "He--well, the idea scares
me a
little bit. And how do I go about it?"
"I'll help things along, " Linda said. "But give us time to get
started, before
the rest of you come upstairs. Maybe just you, mom, so you can peep
through and
see how it's all going. After awhile, Danny and Glenn can come up. We'll
get it all
together one way or another, because if daddy doesn't go for putting it to
Nikki,
then we'll just have to hold him down and have her climb on top. Rape
him, if we
get forced to that."
Glenn chuckled. "Once he get a fell of Nikki's little ass, nobody
will have to
rape old Chad: he'll go ape like I did. Mrs. Maddox, you sure raised some
girls with
educated cunts."
"Ready, Nikki?" her sister wanted to know.
"I guess," the girl said, and Betty hold her daughter's hand as they
followed
Linda up the stairs. Betty looked at her older daughter's tail, saw it
swinging in
gracefully erotic movement, and wondered again about the rest of
love-making with
Linda, about them giving oral gratification to each other. Would it be so
much
different, with another woman? She remembered the thrill of their
pussy-to-pussy
encounter, and shivered in delicious anticipation.
"I'm going to take a shower--clean myself up,"Betty said, "Then open
the door
between Nikki's room and Danny's just a crack. If your father gets going
good, hold
him back a little, don't let him reach orgasm until Danny gets her."
"I'll be sure," Linda said, and kissed Betty's mouth. "Here we go,
mom--wish
us luck."
" you're two beautiful girls," Betty said. "Your daddy has all the
luck."
"Thanks," Linda said, and took her little sister's hand.
Betty stepped into the shower and scrubbed herself all over, but
quickly. She
was eager to see what the girls would do with Chad, anxious to know how he
would
respond to their combined attack. Rinsing, Betty hopped from the tub
enclosure
and dried hurriedly, then used cologne and powder. If all went well, in
just a few
minutes, Chad would be putting the prick to Nikki, and Danny would be
mounting
his mother, long, stiff cock in his hand.
Then it would *all* be out in the open, all gone honest, and
aboveboard.
Chad would have to accept a single sexual standard for the entire family,
and grant
her the right to copulation with their boy, as well as his fucking their
girls. Glenn
was in a enviable position, because he could lay all three of the women,
without any
kind of moral hindrance or objection put up by Chad.
But they were also available to Chad, and to each other, and if Chad
was
stupid and stubborn enough to continue to resist letting Danny into the
family
party, then they would have to take some other drastic action--such as
cutting Chad
off entirely from *any* pussy.
She went damp from the bathroom into Danny's bedroom, and straight to
the
connecting door, which she found already cracked open just about the
required
amount. Kneeling to be more comfortable, Betty peered into the next room,
thinking that half the fun of all this was in the watching of it, the
voyeurism that
turned her on so. And why not, she thought; she could do the things she
like best
now; any of them could, if Chad just cooperated properly.
She saw Chad sitting upon the bed, and realized that he had sneaked a
fifth
of bourbon from the bar when he departed in such a huff. It was on the
bedside
table, and Chad was weaving back and forth as he sat there. Linda was
furious
with him; Betty could see that, see the tapping of the riding crop along
the girl's
thigh. Nikki was standing to one side, one hand demurely over her mound.
"Damn you," Linda grated, swishing the quirt. "You want all the
goodies, but
you want them on your own terms. Well, daddy dear---that's not how it's
going to
be. You've fucked me, and watched my husband screw mother, so you're not
going
to go moral on us now."
Linda slapped his belly with the riding crop, and Chad jerked erect,
his penis
immediately beginning to swell, to climb upright to its great length and
breadth.
Chad tried to cover it with his hands, ashamed because his younger
daughter was in
the room and seeing his nudity, witnessing his humiliation.
But Linda flicked the leather at his hands, and Chad flinched back,
exposing
his erect cock. His daughter said, "You're going to screw Nikki--and
right now, do
you hear? You're damned lucky to even get the chance, and don't worry
about her
being a cherry. She's not. Little Nicole has been balling two kids her
own age, and
she has also taken on Danny and Glenn, so that only makes you fifth in
line, daddy
dear. But you're lucky to have the opportunity to stick that big cock
into her tiny
pussy, because if you weren't being forced to lay Nikki, you'd never get
up the nerve
to fuck her yourself. But you've got eyes for her, all right; I've
watched you sweat
her out for years, when you thought nobody else was looking, when you
thought you
could eye this trim little ass and dream about someday getting into it.
Well,
darling--here's the place and the time."
She strode around the bed and snatched down two pillows, put them one
atop
the other and positioned them halfway down the bed. Then Linda motioned
to her
sister, and Nikki went shyly to her, moving with her face held down and
her eyes
almost closed. Watching, Betty saw that her youngest child's nipples were
erect,
showing h er passionate need, an urgency that defied her retiring nature.
Nikki hesitated beside the bed, glanced at her father's back, then
climbed up
as her sister pointed the riding crop at the pillow. "up there, Nikki,"
Linda said.
"Since dad has such a big, thick penis, and since you're built so small,
that lovely
little cunt is so tight, it's best if you put your ass up here, so you can
spread your
legs wide and kind of tilt your pelvis up at him. It spreads your vagina
wider, opens
you up more. Of course, once he's got that hard prick socked home, then
you can act
as you please, but I can tell you now, he'll sure as hell hit bottom."
Nikki took her position, lay back with her small tits up and her ass
on the
double pillows, angling her crotch up. Betty saw the gorgeous little cunt
lips , and
the polished cheeks of the delightfully trim ass, the flat belly lustrous
with youth
and health.
The girl asked doubtfully: "Linda--are you sure I can take that big
thing into
me? I mean--it's so long and big around. I never tried anything that
*big*, before!"
Her sister patted Nikki's belly, then dropped her hand to caress
the
small, shapely mound. "Sure you can take it baby. You can hold it all
the way to
his balls, and then you can screw it right off, if you want to. You're
the boss, Nikki
you're stronger than he is."
Chad sat stiffly on the side of the bed, his back to his girls, but
he wheeled
around quickly enough when Linda tapped him with the leather whip. She
said,
"Get over her; kneel right there in front of Nikki--there between her
legs,. Isn't that
a beautiful pussy she's showing? Haven't you wanted that for years?"
"I--I--" Chad said, "yes, damnit; yes, I have. She's so petite,
such a tiny
charmer. It's like having a little girl and a miniature woman wrapped
into the same
sexy package. And yes--I've wanted to screw Nicole. I've needed to stick
this hard
cock into my sensuous little daughter ever since she started to grow tits
and to
shake her ass the way she does."
"Now you're putting it all up front," Linda said. "There's nothing
to stop you
from fucking that fabulous pussy now, daddy. There's nobody to tell and
nobody to
point a finger and nobody to scream or run or call you a dirty old man.
Nikki
*wants* you to fuck her, and I want you to fuck her--so go ahead. Fuck
her, daddy."
Betty stared through the crack of the door and saw her husband
bending
forward, saw him choke his swollen, eager prick in one hand while he
caressed the
darling little slit between his younger child's thighs. Chad felt over
the trembling
mound as if he couldn't believe its size and shape, as if its velvet
softness and the
damp beauty was overwhelming to him.
And perhaps it was she though; Chad was touching a long cherished
dram,
face to crotch with a dark desire he had kept hidden all these years.
"Daddy," Nikki said to him, and that broke his stasis, that single,
yearning
word shattered the hesitation that fixed Chad.
Groaning, he moved forward and steered the head of his pulsing cock
into the
softly trembling labia awaiting it. Betty knew a moment of doubt as she
stared at
that huge, flanged glans almost hiding the girl's slot, and there was a
rush of fear
that Chad might hurt the tiny box, that his massive prick might tear the
delicate
tissues within the childish vagina.
But the girl had already been broken in; Nikki had screwed three boys
and
none man--and Glenn Forester's penis wasn't a small one. And, Betty
remembered,
Nikki had been fucked only a few minutes before; she would still be wet
and open,
with her brother's semen held inside her as an additional lubricant, and
made even
more slippery by the retention of Glenn's come. Nikki could stretch to
take in her
father's huge penis, and if he was gentle and waited for her to adjust,
she would be
thrilled by the complete stuffing of her mini-vagina and the constant
pressure on
her clitoris.
Chad began to push, using a steady pressure to shove the blunt end of
his
cock into Nikki's small entrance, and Betty could see the intense strain
upon her
husband's face, the concentration there as he watched the glans work into
his
daughter's little slot.
"ooh, daddy!" Nikki gasped, "ooohhh, that feels so good! Push it
deeper in
me, daddy--oohh! Deeper!"
Chad responded by moving his hips and working another inch of meat
into
the squirming snatch, and Nikki hiked her ass even higher, to take it in.
Her small,
slim legs were hoisted into the air, her fairy feet pointing their little
pink toes at the
ceiling. Nikki's sweet white ass was twitching, shuddering, moving and
moving in
an up and down motion that changed often to a rolling, side to side
hunching that
was one of the most sensual Betty had ever witnessed.
"Dd-addy! Oh, my sweet daddy! Stick you thing to me, feed me all
that
wonderful groovy meat. Deeper--give it *all* to me!"
"All right," Chad grunted. "All right, you beautiful little
cunt--here it comes--
packing it into your tight snatch. Ah, what a grip inside your vagina,
baby--hot and
wet and slick, but to tight--like a virgin pussy for me! Oh! Ah! Right
to the balls,
Nikki!"
The girl heaved violently, bucked against her father's thickly haired
pelvis
and threw back her head, rolling her eyes and gritting her teeth fiercely.
"Ahh!
Ohh! Now I've got it--I've got all your cock in me, because I can feel it
stretching me
open. I can feel the head bulging against my belly, and your big
balls---they're in the
crack of my ass. Oh daddy, *daddy*! Fuck me, fuck your little girl--oh,
FUCK ME!"
Chad moaned and shook his ass. He put his hands under his daughter's
little
surging tail, and held her belly to his as he started to stroke--in and
out, twisting
and lunging, pulling it back and burying it deep. Betty watched the
veined rod as it
turned red, as it turned slippery with the lubrication of Nikki's cunt and
the
leftover greasiness of the pricks that had let go in her only a short
while before.
Nikki tried to get her short, sleek legs around her father's body,
but they kept
slipping off as he lunged his distended staff into her aching body. So
she contented
herself with planting her heels into the hollows behind his knees, and
bracing
herself for the long, burrowing strokes her daddy was putting into her
steamy,
stretched pussy.
Betty was enthralled; her mound turned wet and her tits felt as if
they would
swell and burst. Chad was feeding the meat into the tight little cunt he
had
dreamed about, and the slight form of his youngest child was wiggling and
humping
to him, turning all slidy with the sweat that was upon her finely textured
skin.
Linda walked to the doorway and cut off her mother's view of the
exciting
copulation. She said softly through the crack, "I hear the guys coming up
the stairs,
mother. Better get on the bed and make yourself ready for Danny. Wow!
Is this
going to be a kick in the balls for daddy."
"All right," Betty answered. "I'm ready for my son right now."
Her thighs quietly kissed each other as she walked to the bed and lay
down
upon it. Smiling to herself, she took the pillows from the head of the
bed and placed
them under her ass, hiking her lower body to fit them there.
Her position would be the same as Nikki's , and she would even use
her heels
in the same manner, duplicating the fucking of her daughter and her
husband as
closely as she could. But with her own very special lover, and by riding
the always
eager, always hard prick of her son Danny.
The hall door swung open, and Danny entered, closely followed by his
brother-in-law. Both held their cocks in their hands, but Betty motioned
Glenn off
to one side and out of sight where he couldn't be observed from the other
bedroom,
once that door was also opened wide. She wanted her husband to get the
full effect
of seeing their son mounted on his mother and sticking that long, slim
prick into
her cunt. She wanted Chad to receive the full shock value of watching her
being
fucked by their son while Chad was fucking their daughter.
Danny came to his mother and without preliminary, climbed onto the
bed and
between her legs. Smiling down at her, he fondled her breasts for a tender
moment
before aiming the head of his rigid penis into the waiting hairiness of
her dewy
mound. It touched her labia with an electric shock, for each time with
Danny was
almost like the first time he had fucked his mother, a thrilling kind of
adoration
that would always by out of the ordinary for them both.
"Now," he said, "my father's going to see my prick in you. He's
going to watch
me fuck you, mom--and we can all swing together."
"Yes," she said, "push it on into your mother, darling."
(End Chapt. 14)
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Yarddogx
Subject: MOM&ME. TXT. #15
From: yarddog200@aol.com (Yarddog200)
Date: 2 Mar 1996 18:44:02 -0500
Message-ID: <4hamg2$r0s@newsbf02.news.aol.com>
MOM & ME
Chapter 15
[I did not write this story, but have enjoyed it for many years.]
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Danny thrust it mightily into her, slid his strong young prick
full length into her ready and anxious vagina. His smooth belly came to
rest atop her own, and she spread her thighs wide to receive this
beautiful boy's wonderful cock. Her son's balls came to rest in the
feathery cleft of her flexing ass, and as they touched, Betty wondered
again, wondered briefly, how it would feel to have that enchanted want
eased into the tube of her ass. Soon, she thought, perhaps soon, when
they were all more at ease with each other.
"Mon, mom," he breathed, "you have the very greatest cunt in the
world. I love to fuck both my sisters, but fucking you is always so far
out, so exciting, that I just about freak out as quick as I'm buried in
your pussy."
"Darling," she said, stroking her hands along his naked back,
feeling the sleek shapings of the cheeks of her son's ass. "Oh my
darling, lovely boy. It will always be this way with us; I Love your
prick in me, and no matter who I fuck, or how many I fuck, yours will
always be the best for me. So sexy, darling--so long and hard, and you
use your beautiful cock like an artist."
"I love you, " he said. "Like my mother and like my wife and like
the best piece of ass I know."
" And I love you, too," Betty said. " Fuck me pretty now,
because Linda's going to open that door any second, so your father can see
us."
He ground his pelvis into hers, and started to lower his hot mouth
to one of the nipples he so dearly loved to suck, but changed his mind and
stared at the door. As if his gaze was an Open Sesame, the door flung
itself open, and Linda stood in the opening, regal in her nakedness, her
head poised high and the rich curls of her mound shining like a beacon.
Linda stepped back, and Betty heard her daughter's call out in a
sharply commanding voice: "Dad--daddy! Look here!!"
Betty watched her husband's face as it swung to her, and she saw
the shock that opened his eyes wide and dropped his jaw. Chad stared at
his son between his wife's legs, stared at Danny as the boy continued to
put the prick to his mother with long, slow and sensual thrusts. Chad
froze atop his own daughter, his thick rod halfway out of the red-lipped
clinging of Nikki's pussy.
Linda said, "That's right, Daddy. The circle is complete now.
Danny is screwing mother, and you're fucking Nikki, just as you fucked me.
There's no difference now; we're a *all& involved in our incestual games,
and not one of us is going to back away. Nikki! fuck him faster; shake
that sweet little ass and make your father come into your pussy. Mom--you
do the same with Danny--fuck your son; make your educated cunt just eat up
Danny's cock."
Chad stared, and when Nikki bounced against him, his prick
vanished into her eager cunt once more. Looking directly into her
husband's eyes, Betty swung her pelvis and ground her pussy onto the
driving length of their son's stiff prick, smiling wet and wide as she did
so.
Chad managed to say: *"Betty"* -- what the hell!!"
She replied loud and clear; "I'm ding the same thing you are,
Chad. I'm fucking one of our children, just as you are. And I love it,
darling--I *love* being fucked by my son!"
Nikki wiggled on her father's dick, forced him to move with her in
the sinuous tangling of crotch and legs and sex organs. He had to be
close to orgasm anyhow, Betty thought, since he'd been stroking into that
tight little box for so long already. Chad wouldn't be able to hold back
much longer; as it was, the chock of seeing his son putting the meat to
his wife had probably stopped Chad from reaching a climax sooner.
Then Danny capped the scene by saying, "Dad-- this is a fine rich
cunt you've been fucking all these years. Mother has the greatest pussy
I've ever stuck this cock into. I love her ass, and I love to kiss and
hold these big tits, and I want to screw her as often as I can. Man,
man--I can see how she turns you on, dad. She's really a hot piece of
ass!"
Betty smiled at her husband, at Danny's father, and rolled her ass
to thrill her son more, to fondle his penetrating rod with the wet satin
walls of her vagina, and to squeeze his piston with the lips of her cunt.
Gasping as his thrusting thrilled her more and more, Betty raised her legs
to wrap them around their son's slim waist.
He called to his father, "See? Just like she fucks you, dad. al
slippery inside her juicy cunt, and her ass cheeks right against my
balls."
Chad's mouth opened as his younger daughter rolled her narrow,
clinging pussy upon his own massive staff. He said, the words jolted from
him by the pounding of Nikki's young belly against his hairy one, "Go--go
ahead, Danny! Go on, son--fuck your mother well. Fuck her pussy, son,
deep and solid; just ram your prick up your mom's cunt until you both
come--and then fuck her some more, for me! Lay the meat to her,
boy---screw her good!"
Success! Betty thought, hiking her ass in a frenzy of passion,
heaving and corkscrewing in a furious burst of abandonment. Success- the
ultimate goal had been reached, the one they'd pointed for ever since the
first wondrous morning when her son sneaked into his father's warm bed to
steal a drowsy fuck from his father's freshly screwed wife. Now they had
Chad with them, one with them, agreeable to each of them fucking and being
fucked as suited their inclinations and temperaments. Now they could
share and share alike, giving and taking the penultimate in sensations
from their closest blood ties, revelling in what had hitherto been
forbidden flesh.
"Baby!" Betty cried out, as much to her husband as to her son who
was hammering his long rod violently albeit lovingly, into her snatch.
"Oh bay, baby! Mommy is about to come! Just stick that gorgeous prick to
me, and make --- ooohhh! Make your mommy come all over it!"
Clawing at her buttocks, ramming her deep and strong, Danny rode
her crotch when she tilted it up, stayed with her when her ass bucked and
when her belly surged high. Betty came, and came, and came. And when she
had reached the quivering crest of her orgasm, she felt the boiling
ejaculation burst forth from the flexing head of Danny's prick, felt the
hot juices splash and ripples within her vagina, against the cup of her
womb and her clitoris thrummed like a tuning fork. Her son's semen filled
her pussy, packed her hungry cunt with its thick cream, and the leakage
seeped down to wet the crack of her ass, to puddle around his testicles.
Through the doorway and in the other room, she heard Nikki cry
out: "Ooohhh! Daddy, daddy--it's wonderful to--to *come* with you like
this. Ahhh--- ooohhh! You're flooding me, daddy----it's spilling out
onto the bed! Oh, how I love your hot come, daddy!"
Betty's eyes closed and her head fell back as her thighs dropped
slowly down her son's sweaty back and fell to the bed. It was an end and
the beginning, the sweetness and the release of honeyed semen, the fluid
that would dissolve their differences into its sentient streaming and make
them sperm, each wiggling individual going its own ambitious way, but
somehow banded more closely together than they had ever been before.
Tenderly, her son lifted from between her thighs, drawing out his
beloved penis and moving from her, but only after leaning to drift a kiss
across her mouth, a kiss that was leafsoft and sugared with his devotion.
Without surprise, Betty felt his place taken by another man, and she
recognized the widely flanged glans that shoved into her dripping slot.
Glenn was mounting her now, sliding his prick into the juiciness just
vacated by Danny.
Gently, she rolled her ass to fit him better into the sheath of
her vagina, and softly she took him deep into the loving places of her
body. Her satin walls caressed his prick, sucked adoringly upon his
glans, and her labia fondled the sack of his balls with each stroke her
son-in-law made into her.
But the fury had died within her, and the fucking was easy, wet,
nice. Glenn thrust strongly into her receptive vagina, and she responded,
but with a relaxed tenderness, enjoying being screwed by him, but not up
so high that she would tear at him and try to savage his flesh. It was
good to fuck this way, she thought, wiggling slowly and taking the honest
lunges of his cock in her own rhythm.
"Mrs. Maddox," he panted, "oh Betty, dearest. so hot and sloppy
in your pussy, so good--man, those fine tits---"
And his mouth found a nipple as his hard penis continued to rise
and fall in the suctioning well of her stimulated cavity, a plunger in the
encompassing well of her cunt. Glenn sucked avidly upon her breasts and
fondled her ass, her belly, while the staff of his penis gained speed and
penetration, swiftened in its poking until Betty sensed that he was about
to come.
She crushed his face into her tit and ground her pelvis into his,
gyrated her ass and her belly, and helped him explode the semen from the
head of his prick. For the second time within minutes, a man was
releasing his hotly spurting inner juices into her welcoming vagina, and
she followed his orgasm with a quick and shuddering convulsion of her own.
Kissing her closed eyelids, Glenn too was gone from her pussy and
from her body, and Betty rolled over, lifting one knee and sighing into
the sheet. Her son lover her, and Glenn loved her; proof of their loves
was contained in her vagina, soaking there warmly. She stretched, smiled,
and saw against the dark screen of her eyelids the image of her youngest
daughter and Chad, interlocked and worshipping each other's bodies.
She sighed again as hands touched her waist and the tips of
fingers went trailing down over the curves of her flaccid buttocks.
Dreamy, she was willing for Glenn to put it to her again, but she would
exert no effort to help him along, at least not right away.
The hands fondled her ass, urged her completely over onto her
belly, and she spread her legs in reflex. Then one hand slid around her
hip and beneath her tummy, down to her mound still steamy and oozing from
the two fuckings she had already taken. It lifted her, brought her tail
up so that the searching head of his prick could find the wet slot of her
vaginal opening.
Chad! When the swollen head of that huge cock touched her labia,
Betty was certain that it belonged to her husband. Her eyes flew open and
her head snapped up, but he was pulling her ass higher and working the
spearhead of his penis into the easily stretched lips of her pussy. And
before she could more than give a small wiggle, Chad had driven his belly
forward and buried the bulk of his giant cock into her cunt.
"Chad--oh, Chad--you want me now?"
He had his hand locked into her waist, and began to drive his
heavy pole up her pussy, ramming it home full length, then drawing it back
to the ridged head before seeking the wet glove of her womb cup again.
"More than ever, Betty," he panted, feeding her his thick rod,
pulling her ass back to him to meet his strokes. "Seeing the boy screw
you--that drove me wild; then Glenn got to fuck you, before I could leave
little Nikki. And me with my prick hard as it's ever been, even when I
was a kid. One after the other, they screwed my wife, fucked this
fabulous cunt I've had all these years. And when I watched their pricks
slide into you, when I saw you fuck our son until he popped off inside his
mother, then take on Glenn and make him come in you, too---well, I just
had to get my own cock in you again. Only I wanted to fuck you this
way--uuhh!---this way so I can feel the round cheeks of your ass against
my pelvis when I stick it deep. Ohh! Oh yeah, Betty--the boys are right;
you're really a hot, wet piece of ass."
She rolled her haunches to him, reached back and between her
thighs to catch his balls while he screwed her dog fashion. Her tits
dangled and swung, and the sensation they gave her was bitchy in itself.
Humping, squeezing his hairy sack, Betty fucked her husband, and as her
head swung from side to side in the drumbeat tempo of their screwing, she
became conscious that they were being watched. Glenn forester stood there
with his arm around his own wife Linda, his penis softened and leaking a
clear fluid.
Beside them stood Danny and Nicole, their naked hips together, a
beautiful pair of young people with the nude bodies gleaming. Three of
them were their children, and one an in-law; all of them stood silently
and watched Chad fuck her.
The bed rocked and Betty heaved with it, her long hair flying as
her husband poured the prick to her with hammering thrusts, his veined
prong a piston that beat steadily back and forth into the sloshy holy of
her surging pussy. Betty grunted as each stroke bounced her head and
swung her tits, but she held to his balls and to her one-handed balance,
rocking on her knees to take the pounding Chad was giving her.
"Lay it to her, dad!" Danny called out.
Glenn said, "Yeah--fuck her, Chad!"
And the girls murmured approval, swaying from side to side and
holding to their own males, partaking vicariously in the sex act of their
mother and father, staring entranced at the action of the prick and the
cunt that had combined in love and passion to produce them.
"Going to let it go!" Chad grunted, working his staff furiously
into her cum- dripping snatch. "Going to shoot it in there where the
others came. Here it is, Betty--here it is, you hot ass bitch--take it!
I'm *coming*!"
He went stiff against her, and his pole throbbed inside the
clenching of her vagina, releasing squirts of semen that was hot and
creamy, and Betty revelled in the washing of it through her pussy.
Jerking madly, she was spun helplessly in the throes of her own
climax, and her knees buckled as her muscles let go and sagged her body
down, dropped it forward in the backwash of her orgasm. Betty collapsed
upon the bed, crushing her breasts into the sheet, and Chad was on top of
her, his rigid prick still balls-deep into her cunt, locked into her so
solidly it was as if it had grown there.
Betty was through. She had been fucked by three men, each of them
strong and hard, each of them bringing her to orgasm, and now she was
finished. Weakly, she lifted her head, and knew a great relief as she
felt her husband's cock back out of her slit, and his weight lift from her
buttocks. The bed moved when he got off it, and for Betty it was like
being caught up in the primal movement of the planet itself, unable to
choose her time or place.
They murmured around her, hovered over her, and their hands were
gentle. She was kissed by many mouths, and touched by many soft hands.
Mother, they said, and mom, and Betty--and Mrs. Maddox; darling, they
said, and dearest, and baby. Drowsily, she accepted the attentions and as
they didn't seem to mind, she drited off into a deep and restful sleep.
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Yarddogx
Subject: MOM&ME. TXT. #16
From: yarddog200@aol.com (Yarddog200)
Date: 2 Mar 1996 18:43:55 -0500
Message-ID: <4hamfr$r0q@newsbf02.news.aol.com>
MOM & ME
Chapter 16
[I did not write this story, but have enjoyed it for many years.]
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Somehow, it was morning. It was a fragrant and rosy morning, and
Betty wiggled luxuriously in her bed as she awoke to it. The events of
the night filed past in her mind, touched with moonlight and lace, spiced
with all the sultry perfumes of the Orient.
Indeed, she felt like an empress, or rather a favored houri, and
would not be surprised to find a ruby set in her navel, nor sandalwood
upon her nipples. She was alone in bed, and rose in languor to put on a
filmy robe and go to the bathroom.
Washing, listening, she heard movement downstairs and knew they
were still in the house. Where else would they be, with so much at hand
and so willing? She climbed into the shower stall and closed the glass
doors. Maybe they would, at some time in the future, go outside their own
family circle for additional sex, but just now Betty could see no reason
for even seeking variety.
Variety was with them--three women of varying ages and sizes,
three men different in appearance and imagination; the combinations were
many and exciting. Betty thought that she would try them all, go through
all the duo and trio and other mathematical possibilities six people could
offer en masse and individually.
Soaping her body, she wondered that she wasn't tired, that no part
of her ached after the repeated handling she had taken the day and night
before. There was gentle screwing and strong fucking, and she had known
them both. There had been the beauty of woman love, and oral
gratification, and the interchanging of three men within her vagina.
rinsing and stepping from the shower, Betty felt marvelously
refreshed; she was alert and ready for more of anything, of everything.
And she wondered what the day would bring, as she dried her skin and
dusted it with bath powder. The see- through robe wrapped around her
body, beguiling rather than concealing, she found highheel pumps to accent
the length and attractiveness of her legs. Hair swept back and held in
place with a bit of bright ribbon, Betty swept downstairs, queen of
herself, and therefore ruler of all she might survey.
Only the girls were in the kitchen, cleaning up remains of
breakfast. Linda bounced over to kiss Betty's cheek and ask, "Over easy,
mom?"
"Okay; where are the men?"
"Out. We chased them out for awhile. They're going to get some
beer and salami and stuff, but we asked them to stay gone until we cleaned
up an---until you and I and Nikki got to know each other better; a whole
lot better."
Nikki stooped over Betty where she sat at the table and kissed her
cheek, too. "I'm buttering your toast, and I'll get your juice."
"Thanks, doll, " Betty said, and to her older daughter: "You and
me *and* Nikki?"
"Why not? We'll never find more lovely and more exciting
partners, will we?"
Betty shook her head. "I--I guess not, but Nikki--so young--"
Nikki laughed. "Only technically, mom. I'll admit I've never
played around with another girl, but I'm sure willing to learn."
Betty lowered her face and paid close attention to the breakfast
her daughters had prepared for her. Surprisingly, she had a good and
hearty appetite, and went for a second cup of hot coffee after cleaning
her plate. It was all the sex- ersize, she thought, and giggled. When
she looked up, Nikki and Linda were smiling with her,and again she thought
how lovely they were, how fresh and shiny.
Linda had on a thin robe that showed both the movements and
convolutions of her body, and little Nicole had on a shortie nightgown of
pale green; it accented the dainty curves of her ass and called attention
to how it dropped from the points of the small breasts.
"When your food is settled," Linda suggested. "Maybe we'll Maybe
we'll take a walk around the patio until then, and kind of get in shape."
"It's a good thing we have that high fence around the back,"
Betty said. "Delicious as you girls look, our patio would be stormed by
the first men who caught sight of you."
Nikki grinned. "You look every bit as tasty, mom. Now I know
what the kids mean, when they say what a great mom I've got; the guys mean
they'd like to stick you, and the girls are all kind of jealous of how
beautiful, how sexy, you are."
"Come on, " Betty said, "let's walk around and settle our
breakfasts, before all this flattery goes to our head."
But she was flattered, and she was pleased, to be able to hold her
own with her young and lovely girls, to be desirable to all ages of
males.
In the garden, they spoke of their new freedoms, of the high
excitement created by fucking their father, their brother, their son;
Linda said she'd traded her husband for two lovers, and Nikki exulted at
being able to screw so many men. Betty told them how she felt about
making it with her own son, at how delighted she was to fuck Glenn, and
described the erotic stimulation she received from watching her daughters
dicked by Chad and the others.
The dialogue itself was thrilling, and Betty felt the warm rising
of her lusts. It was so good, so thrilling, to talk about such one-taboo
intimacies with her utterly charming daughters. When they paused under
the patio shelter, Betty said, "I think it's time."
Linda said, "Past the time."
And Nikki breathed, "Wow!"
They went into the family room and toasted each other with chilled
wine. Betty noticed that her glass trembled as she held it high and moved
it to her lips. How many mothers, she wondered, could be calm if they
stood on the threshold of a lesbian affair with not one of their children,
but *two* of them. A daughter twenty- one, and a daughter fifteen, both
lovely and sexually talented, both eager to taste the forbidden fruits of
each other's female bodies--and their mother's ripe flesh as well.
What they were all missing, Betty thought--all the closeness, the
wondrous nearness, the terrific sensations of incestual feminine love and
passion. She would wonder about it no longer; here it was.
Taking a deep and steadying breath, she unfastened the front of
her robe and let it fall open. The girls eyed her as she lifted her arms
and took off the filmy covering to stand tall and naked before them. Her
nipples pushed out, arched outward and a tremor moved down her stomach to
nestle expectantly in her moist mound.
Linda moved next, peeling away her thin pink robe, whipping it
from her shapely body as a matador passes his cape, with fluid brace and
style. Her tits were high and stately, her mound a thick and rich brown
hairiness, her legs sleek and satiny.
Hands quivering, little Nikki took off her shortie, sliding the
pale green and whispery material from her lustrous white skin with a sweet
hesitation that was all the more sensuously appealing for its girlish
uncertainty. Small breasts, pointy nipples; that tiny, perfect body and
its focal point of faintly haired, almost childish pussy.
As always, Linda took the initiative, and moved toward her mother
with a special hot look in her eyes. When their tits were brushing, Linda
asked, "You never swung with a woman before?"
"Only you," Betty answered.
"That was for starters," Linda said. "But we never went down on
each other, and since Nikki doesn't know anything about that, either, I'll
have to be the middle girl. Mom--I realize you've never done this to a
woman, but you've had it done to you by Glenn and Danny, so you have some
idea how to go about it. I'll show Nikki by demonstration, eating that
little cunt until my baby sister just freaks out--while you do down on me.
Afterward, we'll sort of change around."
Linda lay down on the carpet and opened her legs, bending her
knees and spreading her smooth thighs to expose the dewy lips of her ready
labia. She said: "First Nikki; come on down here with me, pretty little
sister. Now, sit over my face with that gorgeous ass pointing down toward
my belly. That's right baby--oh my, but doesn't that tiny cunt look
delicious. Just kneel there while I play with it for awhile. And
mom--suppose you come in between my legs and kiss my pussy."
"Oh yes," Betty sighed, and lowered herself to the floor, going
first to her knees, then flat upon her belly to lay her cheek against her
older daughter's warm belly. She caressed the strong thighs and the
gentle curvings of Linda's stomach; she reached up to finger delicately
over Linda's breasts, to feel the stiffness of the nipples, and when her
hands came down again, it was to fondle the springy pubic hairs of the
girls' mound.
She saw Nikki's sleek young ass poised above her sister's face,
and watched it lower tenderly to the urgings of Linda's hands upon its
dainty cheeks. Nicole's crotch came down and Linda's mouth opened to take
it in, to plunge an eager tongue into the humid cavern of the girl's
vagina.
Then there was no time to see more, no time to watch Nikki squirm
and heave as Linda's trained mouth ate into her cunt, found her clitoris
and began to tease it, to suck.
For Betty was rubbing her cheek into Linda's pussy, and kissing
the petal- soft skin around it, licking lightly and damply over the groin,
down into the impossibly smooth inside of the thighs and where they were
joined so cunningly to the pelvis. The hair itself intrigued Betty, and
she tickled it with her tongue tip, probed into the curly depth of it to
find the velvet wetness of the ready labia.
A spicy odor rose from the mouth of Linda's cunt, a pungent aroma
that was thrillingly different, that beckoned Betty to know the flavor of
it. She remembered how Danny had inserted his tongue into her own pussy,
how he had worked it around, licking and eating, and she thought it would
be the same for her first experience in giving oral pleasure to her
daughter.
Betty pressed her lips down into the hair, slid her tongue along
the tremulous labia and found the taste enthralling as honey in her mouth.
Her teeth raked gently over the pussy lips, and her tongue pushed its
avid way inside the steamy opening. then she was doing it, loving it,
performing the art of cunnilingus as if she had been doing it all her
life.
Mouthing her daughter's cunt, she lapped into the wet vagina,
delighting in the slippery flavors she discovered there, licking back out
to tantalize the lips, diving deep once more to feel along the slidy
walls. Digging her fingertips into Linda's thighs, Betty moaned into the
torrid slot, burrowed sucking into its juicy sheath to find the clit.
There it was---throbbing, pulsating, and outthrusting of sugared
flesh that was the seat of Linda's erotic emotions; Betty built a suction
within her cheeks and drew the little nubbin into her lips, pulled it
against her teeth where she could worry it. Rubbery and wet, slippery and
arousing , the clitoris seemed to leap with a life of its own, and Betty
responded to its twitchings with nips and suckings.
Linda's belly rolled and her ass bounced. Betty could hear both
her daughters groaning, as one of them was sucked and one of them sucked.
She continued to eat into Linda's vagina, to roll and pull the clit,
easing up now and then to either suck the hotly flowing juices or to lick
into the girl's convulsive pussy in order to give a different kind of
stimulation.
Fondling the belly, cupping the cheeks of Linda's ass, Betty
worked diligently into her older daughter's cunt, returning always to the
target of the vibrating clitoris. She heard Nikki cry out" "Oh, Linda!
Oh wow--I'm freaking out, going out of my head! Oooh, darling---it's so
hot and wet and sweet--I feel it--your tongue and teeth in my cunt--oh
far out! Linda--Linda, eat me; *eat me*!"
Betty felt the rippling of Linda's vagina and the hunching of her
pelvis. Both girls were about to come, and their mother hurried her
ministrations so they could match and blend their orgasms.
"Uhhh!" Linda groaned, her mouth buried in her sister's pussy.
Betty sucked harder, faster, and used her fingernails cruelly on
Linda's shivering ass. The girl came then, hammering her cunt against her
mother's teeth, rolling and bucking in the overwhelming ecstasy of her
climax.
"I--oohhh!--I can't stand it!" Nikki screamed, and bounced her
knees against the floor. "Linda--mama--oh, I'm coming!"
Betty's chin was wet, and her cheeks. She scrubbed her teeth
daintily across Linda's cunt lips, into the dripping pubic hair, and moved
her face upward to caress the sweaty, heaving belly with it. Kissing her
daughter's belly, she lapped into the navel, came up along the belly to
the rib cage and lightly bit the girl there. As she reached Linda's
breasts, Nikki lifted herself from her sister's face and dropped to one
side, staring back at the thrilling mouth she had left, looking down at
the closeness of her mother's approaching face.
Before Betty realized it, she was fucking cunt to cunt with Linda,
so hot that she stroked her clit against her daughter's like a man would
use his cock, strong and solid, pounding her wet pussy into Linda's
dripping cunt with rapid thrusts.
They hugged and kissed, and Betty knew the spices of Nikki's
darling young vagina from the wiggling of Linda's tongue. Gasping,
screwing her pelvis, Linda said: "Oh--oh mom! So fierce and loving! Oh
my darling mother, you did such a fabulous job eating me. I thought my
pussy was going to explode, it was so good, don't --oh, let me--ooh!
Ahh, that's marvelous--so greasy, so tickly--I'm about to come again!"
**********************************
Maybe Betty slept; she was never certain. so long as they were
together, nothing else seemed to hold any importance. But all the world
wasn't theirs; there was another population with meaty ropes swinging
between their legs, and that was also good. So they awoke, or didn't ever
sleep, and split into three individuals once more, but only with lingering
kisses and the touching of tongues, the gyrations of
slippery pussy upon another one.
She would never be the same, Betty knew. Now she was a true
bi-sexual, and would never be sorry for that.
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MOM & ME
Chapter 17------The Conclusion.
[ I did not write this story, but have enjoyed it for many years. Hope
you have enjoyed it as well. For those who may be interested, the
story X-RATED MARRIAGE -- by the same author -- will be posted
serially beginning the first week of October. Let me know if you
enjoy it. ]
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They were pretty high on wine as well as sex, and left the family
room to Linda, Nikki and Glenn. Betty kissed them all before she left
them to their own imaginative devices. it would be exciting for Glenn,
she thought, since he hadn't screwed his own wife since the wild affair
began, and for him to have the eager services of his wife's sister at the
same time. Glenn would be a busy and well gratified man, before the day
was over.
As for Betty--one of her lovers was awaiting her upstairs in the
master bedroom, where it had all started, and the other was now following
her up the steps, holding warmly to her hand. Her son was upstairs, her
husband with her, and the thought of sharing herself between the two men
turned her on even more than she had imagined. Her mind raced, creating
vivid images of sexual congress between her husband and her son and
herself. The pictures were brightly erotic, arousing her anticipation to
a fever pitch---a big, heavy prick, and a long, slim one; a hairy man and
a boy with hair only between his legs. There would be yearning and
release, a deeply involved screwing that should rid each and all of them
of any remaining hangups.
In the upper hallway, Chad hesitated, tugging at her hand.
"Betty--it's still kind of strange for me, a little difficult. That's our
son in there, and-----"
"And he want to fuck me *with* you," she cut in. "Don't be shy,
Chad; and don't worry. Everything will be just fine, I know. We're not
strangers' we're part of a fine, warm family and our bonds have been
strengthened by the sex we've shared."
She led him into their bedroom and stopped just inside the door.
Danny lay upon the bed, the sheet drawn loosely over his lower body and
his head upon the pillow. Betty understood then that their son was
somewhat embarrassed, too, or he'd have been exposing his nudity. She
started to shut the door, but changed her mind and left it wide open,
thinking that there would be no secrets in the family; not any more.
"Hello, mom," their son said, looking up at them as they stood
naked beside the be. "Hi, dad."
Betty sat down beside him, while Chad shifted his feet and headed
for the bottle on the dresser. She said, "What would you like to do ,
son?" Since this whole wonderful situation was of your making, we've
decided to give you the choice. Is there anything special you want from
me, from your father--any tricky positions or just anything that will
thrill you?"
She lay her hand upon the sheet and felt the swift, solid rise of
Danny's penis beneath her questing fingers. Betty drew back the sheet so
it would be exposed in all its youthful glory and exceptional hardness.
She touched the head, that lavender glow of the blunted glans where a
seepage of teenage pre-seminal fluid was already beginning. Gently then,
Betty leaned down and kissed that droplet of clear liquid, drawing it into
her lips where it lay upon her tongue like some jewel of great price.
Danny said then, "I really want dad to fuck you, to watch the two
of you fuck and maybe handle you while you make it. And--and just as soon
as dad comes, I want to see it pulled out and make room for me to climb
immediately between your legs, so I can shove my prick right into your wet
pussy and feel the semen he pumped into it. Is that okay, mom?"
She caressed his swollen balls and ran her fingers lightly into
his crotch, then over one hip and tingling along the curve of his smooth b
buttock. "Of course, darling. I'm sure your father would like that, too.
And after----we can do all sorts of things together; there's something
I've always wanted, and now I can have it."
She lay down upon the bed beside her son, thankful that it was a
kingsized bed with room enough for them all. She said to her husband,
"Come on, dear; you don't need that bottle any more." Then to her son she
said, "Kiss my body, darling. Get me all wet and ready for your father's
cock."
"Yes, mother," Danny breathed, and turned so he could kiss her
nipples, so his deft hands could fondle the mounds of her tits. As she
relaxed under the caresses of her son's mouth and hands, Betty felt the
bed sag at her husband's weight, and Chad was on her other side.
She lifted an arm and put it around his neck, then drew him down
to her left tit. Her husband sucked that nipple, and her son sucked the
right one. She stared down at their heads so close together, then brown
grey hair and the light brown hair, and her body arched in rapture as
their hands moved teasingly over her ribs and belly. Betty thought it was
Danny's hand that first slid into her crotch and handled her mound, but
she wasn't certain, since four hands were everywhere upon her flesh and
she was squirming so.
"Oh," She murmured, "I love you both--so very much, so *very*
much!"
And when Danny's mouth slipped wetly from her nipple to trace a
path down her belly, Chad lifted his mouth to find and cover hers. Betty
opened her lips and gave him her tongue, slashing her teeth against her
husband's in growing eagerness.
Danny reached her navel and bored into it with the tip of her
tongue, sending delicious spasms up her spine and spreading electric
shocks into her vagina. Then he skidded lower and began to probe her
mound, Betty reached down and worked her fingers into his hair, holding
him tenderly until he slipped his tongue several times into her moist
labia. Then she urged him up and aside.
"Darling---if you keep that up, I'll faint. I'm all wet inside
now, all ready for your father's prick. Chad?"
"You'd better believe it," he answered, and swung over between her
uptilted thighs.
"Just a second, dad," Danny said huskily. "I--I'd like to guide
it in."
Chad looked down into Betty's eyes and rubbed his hairy chest back
and forth across the aching of her distended nipples. His ass was hiked,
and he was bracing his weight upon elbows and knees. She turned her head
to one side and twisted her neck so that she could look down and watch
Danny's's hand come trembling between his father's hairy thighs to wrap
fingers around the thick and throbbing shaft.
Hand shaking, breath sobbing raggedly in his throat, her son
guided the massive head of his father's prick into the wet and waiting
slot of his mother's pussy. As Chad pushed it inside, spreading the
elastic lips of her cunt, Danny's fingers slid back to the dangling balls
and hesitated there for but a moment before drifting away.
"Hot and juicy," Chad grunted, pushing the full length and ballbat
roundness of his cock home to the root inside her shuddering pussy.
"That's how I like to sock my cock to you, Betty--right up to the balls!
Ahhh, baby, you're as tight in the cunt as Linda, and almost as tight as
Nikki, and are you hot inside, damned near boiling!"
"Oh Chad, Chad--that's such a wonderful prick; so big and heavy,
and it fills me up. Oh, I love to fuck you, dear---more so than ever now.
Stick it to me, sweet man; fuck me, fuck me!"
Danny said, "Yeah, daddy--fuck her. Man' I really dig seeing that
big prick slide in and out of mom's cunt. It's all greasy and shiny, and
those balls cover the crack of her ass when you drive your cock deep. Oh
wow, mother--shake that sweet ass and hump it to him. Lift your legs and
warp them around his back and ride up on your shoulders while he feeds all
that heavy meat to you!"
She did just that, locked her ankles behind Chad's back and rolled
her belly, feeling the huge head of her husband's prick as it reached the
bottom of her slot and pushed against the cup of her cervix.
Chad panted: "You're hotter than you've been in years--all bubbly
in your cunt. You always were a great piece of ass, Betty, but now you're
even better--ahhh, baby, when you squeeze down on my prick like that--oh
yeah---soft ass and big tits and a blazing pussy."
Betty ground it to him, gyrated her belly and humped her vagina
around his big piston, and said, "Ahh! Ooohh! And you're better, too.
Ever since you screwed your daughters, you're the randiest, horniest man!
Oh, fuck me deep, darling--screw me long!"
He pounded his meat pole into her, sloshed it and crammed it into
her cunt and she cried out that she was coming, coming! That's when her
son leaned over and kissed her mouth.
"Mom---mom--oh come, darling--*come*, mother!"
"Yes, baby---I'm--AHHHHH!"
And several quick strokes behind her, Chad stiffened out and
released his foaming ejaculation into the ecstatic sheath of Betty's
vagina. She felt the jetting of its hot thickness, the hosing of its
stream, and moaned softly to her son: "Nnn-- now---darling! He's coming
into the right now!"
"Dad! Oh, dad, please---"
Bending her neck again, Betty could make out her son's hand
tugging at this father's embedded penis, and she gave a roll of her ass, a
backward twist that slipped Chad's's still squirting cock from her wet and
steamy cunt.
Her husband was startled, slowed in his reactions, and Betty
rolled from him to throw one warm leg over her prone son, to catch his
vibrant prick and to thrust it deeply into the liquidy slot of her creamy
cunt, her freshly fucked cunt. Danny groaned and gave a might, twisting
stroke that buried his cock into his mother's buttery pussy, that pushed
it clear to the hilt and snugged his young balls into the cushion of her
hairy mound.
"There! Oh wow---oh, it feels so *good*, so wild, so crazy
inside. Ohh--my father's semen is in there, hot and slippery, sticky and
greasy in my mother's cunt-- oh--oh!"
She tired to kiss him, but could not capture his mouth; his breath
gushed fiercely into her lips and away. He clutched the cheeks of her ass
and sent his long prick hammering into her semen-filled pussy, slapped his
meat quick and deep into her, groaning and humping for all he was worth.
He wanted her so much, needed her so very much----and she revelled in his
hunger for her cunt, joyed in the heaving and surging of her son's rigid
dick.
"I--I'm fucking you, mother! Look, dad---I'm driving my cock home
into my mother's sweet pussy---ramming my prick in and out of her juicy
cunt---fucking my mother, fucking your wife--fucking this pussy that's
hot enough and rich enough for both of us! See my prick, daddy----watch
it pound into mom's snatch, and listen to the noise it makes--so sloppy
and good! Oh mom---mom, tell me how you love my prick--tell *him*!"
Betty was mounting her own swift drive toward another wild orgasm,
rocking and seesawing upon her son's hard rod. "Oh yes--I love you,
Danny! I love my handsome son's prick in my pussy---I love to have you
fuck me! Oh Chad--isn't it beautiful? Isn't it terrific, to see your
son---our son---fuck me this way? Oh, look at how he uses this stiff
young cock---he sticks me just like you do, darling---only he isn't
you--he's Danny, my son, my boy---oh--fuck me and fuck me some more!
Stick it to my hot cunt, you gorgeous little MOTHER FUCKER!"
Chad put both hands on her ass, helped her roll it and flex it,
pushed his wife's ass forward so that her flaming cunt gulped at their
son's prick, wiggled her cheeks to assist in giving as much ecstasy to
both of them as was physically possible.
"Go!" he cried. "Oh Danny, Danny! Screw your mother--ram that
cock in her pussy where I just let go all my come. Fuck her, son---fuck
her cunt, my cunt, *your* cunt. Yeah, yeah,---your balls are flapping up
into the crack of your mom's soft ass, and I can see how greasy your cock
is. Screw her, fuck her, shove the meat to her---ah, ah, ah--look how
she's sucking and hunching, how she's riding your prick. She's about to
come, boy---your hot-ass mom is close to coming--so feed her that hard
prick and come with her. Yeah---yeah, go! Lay your mother, boy--come
with her--come in her--pack her full of your come so it can mix with
mine!"
"Daddy--mother! Oh--ah--" Danny's ass blurred as he drove his
cock home. He went, "uh-uh-uh! and let go a tremendous blast of semen
into Betty's feverish pussy. It splashed the walls of her vagina and
flooded the entrance to her womb; she felt the head of his prick expand
and contract, felt even more of the precious male fluids wash her cunt.
She was so wet inside, so greasy and slippery; she hiked her ass
and ground her belly into her son's, humping and screwing to reach for her
own enchanted cresting, to make her own orgasm with her clitoris leaping
and jerking. For the second time within a matter of a few short minutes,
she came, and came gloriously, magnificently.
They collapsed together, mother and son, locked in each other's
arms, his prick snugged by the jealous grasp of her cunt. Betty drifted
and flowed, but knew it when her husband pressed to her from behind, when
Chad lay down with them to shove his upright staff lengthwise into the
feathery cleft of her buttocks. He caressed her ass, her back, her
shoulders, and lifted her hair to kiss the nape of her neck. And all the
while, his sturdy cock was fondling her buttocks.
Once again, there were three of them, only ow it was husband and
wife and son--or son, mother and father. Whichever way it was assembled,
Betty thought, it was marvelous. She had enjoyed being eaten by Glenn and
eating Danny; three were swinging there, but now was even better. She'd
made it with Nikki and Linda, and now she was balling with Chad and Danny.
The only possible way it could be any more exciting, and more fulfilling,
was if she had another son to join them.
Danny got up first, drawing his hard penis from his mother's
clinging cunt and climbing off the bed to go to the dresser and bring back
the bottle of whiskey. "I think we all need this," he said. "Gee,
mom--dad--that was the greatest ever, and something that I've always
dreamed of doing. I love both you guys, and now I'll do anything for
you."
Chad sat up and accepted the bottle, drank deeply from it and gave
it back. His prick had softened slightly, and was drooping, but Betty saw
that it would ready itself again very soon. Before they had all started
fucking each other, Chad was good for only one screwing--and that only
once or twice a week. Now look at him, she thought: eager to get it on
some more.
He said to his son, "I'm sure glad you started this, boy. A few
days back, I'd have stomped anybody who suggested that I'd get a kick out
of my wife fucking some other guy--much less our own son."
Danny took a drink and gave the bottle to Betty. She shook her
head, since she was already high enough on sex. Danny dais to his father:
I'm glad I started it, too. Sneaking into this bed while you took a
shower right next door---well, that scared the hell out of me. But I just
*had* to screw mom, or go crazy. I watched her and dreamed about her and
jacked off when things got too rough. And now my dreams have come true.
I've fucked her and gone down on that fabulous pussy, and mom has eaten my
prick. There's not much more to do, especially since you and I have taken
turns fucking her."
Chad said, "It's been wonderful for me, too. While you were
eyeing your mother and wondering how she would be to screw, needing to
fuck her, I was doing the same thing to your sisters. Man--I was even
jealous of Glenn, getting to fuck Linda when I couldn't just because I was
her daddy. And little Nicole--I'm sorry, Betty, but I used to get a hard
on for her and screw you with it, pretending that your hot cunt was my
little girl's."
Betty stretched, sat up and felt the heavy swinging of her large
tits. "That's all behind us now, and isn't it grand? No more sneaking
and hiding. We're so lucky, tearing down all those silly barriers, and
progressing to where we can enjoy loving each other with our bodies as
well as our minds. But there *is* something I've always wanted to
do---once I admitted the possibility to myself."
"What's that, mom?" Danny asked. "I'll do anything for you,
anything at all. Just ask me."
"Well," Betty said, "I'd kind of like to take it from the back, to
have a penis in my ass."
They were silent for a moment, then Chad said: "Can't be mine; I'm
too big. My cock would tear you apart."
"Mine is just right," Danny said, "long but thin. I can do it to
you, mom--and it would turn me on, too."
"How about you?" Betty asked. "Chad--while our boy is putting it
to me that way, I can go down on you, so you won't be left out."
"Better than that," Danny said. "I've never tried it but it
sounds real far out-- the sandwich. Dad, you and I can make a sandwich
out of mom. I'll screw her in the ass while you fuck her pussy again. We
can all swing together, if we make it like that. What do you say?"
"That sounds fine to me, son," Chad said. "I never get tired of
that cunt---or I won't again, that is."
And Betty asked, "Can you do that, really? I mean--one prick up
my rear and another prick up my front? Is there room enough?"
"We won't hurt you," Danny said. "I promise, mom. And I think
it'll freak you out, heighten all the sensations and make them sharper.
Wow, just talking about it is making my cock hard again---and dad's
getting stiff, too; just look at that big thing grow!"
Betty said thoughtfully, "I don't know; it seems as if I'd be
pretty small back there, since nothing's ever been in my ass. Maybe it'll
be too tight, or too dry."
Danny approached the bed, stood close to her with his newly
reawakened cock standing out. "You could wet the head down real good for
me."
"Of course," Betty said, and opened her lips sot hat the boy could
slide the head of his distended cock into the warmth and slipperiness of
his mother's mouth.
Wetting it down thoroughly, Betty backed her mouth off the tasty
glans before she was tempted to follow through with a dedicated blow job.
"Thanks, mom--you lips are as good as your pussy, and I could hold
my cock in them forever, but if I'm going to back-road you, I'd better not
play around any longer."
"Damn," Chad said, "but I never thought I'd be able to just sit by
and watch anybody slip a cock into my wife's mouth. Now I don't get
upset, I just get more horny."
Danny smiled as said, "Mother, I'm not sure how we go about this.
If you're on your hands and knees, then dad has to be lying on his back
between your knees. And if he feeds that huge prick into your cunt first,
maybe I won't be able to work my cock into your ass at all."
"How would it be," she asked, "if I lay on my side, and Danny puts
in his penis first, works it all the way in and then I can lift my leg and
expose my mound so that Chad can start in his cock?"
"That sounds best," Chad said, "and it'll really arouse me,
tangling my legs in with his while he got it socked into you."
So Betty turned and stretched, putting her rear to her son and her
tits toward her husband. Chad put both hands on them, held them gently
and massaged their nipples with his thumbs. They exchanged smiles and
Danny lay down behind her, first caressing her shoulders, then the long
curve of her back, and finally the upper curves of her trembling buttocks.
His fingers were slow and teasing, and when they stroked into the cleft
of her ass itself, Betty shivered from head to toe.
"The head of my prick is still wet," Danny murmured,
"Still drippy. I think some pre-seminal fluid is mixing with what you
left on it, mom. I'll just push it against your little brown ring--now,
if you'll kind of hike back your ass and lift your top leg high, so I can
kind of spread your cheeks with my hands---"
Betty adjusted the lower part of her body and did as her son
suggested. She knew the tender, wet push of his glans against her anus,
and wiggled slightly, moving back slowly and easily to help the entrance
of Danny's prick. A Flame of excitement beat through her body and she
cupped one hand over her mound to feel the dampness there, wishing he
could transfer some of the lubrication to her other hole.
But Danny was doing all right with what oils he had; the very tip
was moving into her flesh, pushing inexorably into her narrow tube, and
the feeling was tremendous. It was something like losing her cherry, but
not nearly so frightening, since she wanted this even more than she had
desired that.
"Oh mom--oh wow--it's tight, tight--but I can fell it going
inside, feel that marvelous heat in your flesh. The head of it's slipping
in--in--I'm shoving, mom, pushing hard. If it hurts you, say so and I'll
stop."
"Don't you dare," she said. "You've gone this far and it --- ooh,
darling, it hurts a little, but the pain is small and very sweet. Push
some more, baby, while mother wiggles like this and pushes back like that,
and ---OOHHH!!"
Betty felt it slide powerfully into her ass, and her tube expanded
elastically to accept it, to take the hard young meat into her bowels.
Stretching, she took her son's prick, knew it as it went deep and far, and
the wrinkled sack of his hairy balls gave joyous pressure to the backs of
her upper thighs."
"It's in, Chad!" she cried to her husband. "Oh--Ahh! It's in
me, buried in my ass, and it's like I'm impaled upon a pole, but the
feeling is so good, so *good*!"
Chad moved closer to her on the bed, pushing his thickly haired
belly near to hers, cupping and handling her tits. "Now, Betty? do you
want me to put my prick in you now?"
"Yes, dear," she said. "If I start to wiggle on Danny's, the poor
boy won't be able to hold off, and he'll come right away. We don't want
that, do we? We'll try to make it all together, sharing and blending and
meshing--all together."
"Lift your leg," her husband said. "Let's see if I can get my
legs in there through Danny's--yeah!" yeah, okay." You're all wet,
Betty----your pussy is juicy, so that'll make it easier. I'll take it
very easy, but I'm shaking so hard, and my cock's threatening to let go on
its own."
She kissed Chad as he scooted down to press the blunt end of his
warm glans into the steamy pubic hairs of her mound. She could only move
slightly to assist her husband's penis, since she was so securely locked
in from behind.
"Easy doll; the head's going in, and you seem tighter---ahhh,
Betty, such a fine, hot cunt. Yeah, baby---getting it in you now."
She wiggled, felt the big head of her husband's cock setting
itself into the sheath of her vagina, felt her labia close in behind it as
the staff itself followed and plunged home in her pussy. Betty was
packed, front and rear, and she could feel the forces in her vagina and
anus that were separated only by a thin wall of tissue and flesh.
They began to move in her, Danny stroking his long, slim rod
daintily in her ass, Chad thrusting his big penis in her cunt. The fed
their meat slowly to her, carefully, and it seemed as is she was being
blown up, as if the hard cocks inside her body would surely rip her apart.
But the good feeling came too, and her two beloved men continued
to fuck her, making her the sandwich between their heaving bodies, using
the pricks steadily and with love. Her husband burrowed his rod into her
quaking pussy, and her son slid his staff in and out of the gripping of
her tube. Good and hot, good and joyful, and Betty twisted slowly between
them, spitted upon the steely impalements of their cocks, blazing outside
and in, wet and slidy and sweating against them.
They held her tits and the cheeks of her ass; they kissed the nape
of her neck and her mouth, and all the while, they just kept slipping
those prongs in and out of her interior, screwing their wife and mother
and bitch, and making her love every tiny movement.
"Fucking you in the ass, mom," Danny panted, his movements more
jerky, his breath ragged.
"And in the cunt, darling," Chad gasped, his thrusting turning
more spasmodic.
They were about to come, she knew; both her men were on the verge
of ejaculating into her, anus and pussy. Her own orgasm was swiftly
rising to meet them, and she thrilled to the powerful surges of the liquid
tides within her flesh.
"M--mom--oh, mother! I'm coming, darling---I'm coming into you."
Chad began to stiffen out, to jab his thick cock in a broken
rhythm. "Betty-- Betty, baby--I'm letting it go---"
She trembled, gasped, gyrated madly upon the pair of their pricks
imbedded into her fevered flesh, bucking her ass and humping her pelvis,
and felt the almost simultaneous release of semen in front and rear. Chad
blasted the thick rush of sizzling come that jetted all the way up to the
cup of her womb.
Danny pumped a big load of juice into the tight but giving rectum
and she felt its creamy effect all the way up the curling of her backbone.
Betty came then, a shattering experience that tore her vagina and
her asshole from seam to seam, that flung the flaming bits of her body and
her soul into a starshot spiralling that raced across the universe and
back.
Moaning, she collapsed between them, the lances of their cocks
holding her to earth, to the bed, to each other. Somehow she knew that
their legs were intertwined and that their balls were pushed together.
This was the epitome, the zenith of fucking, and Betty reeled down
from the dizzying heights, her head wobbling and her mouth sucking for
air. She melted and ran together, and the marrow of her bones dissolved.
No woman had ever been screwed so well, and would never be again.
She lay warm and adored, until they withdrew themselves from her,
until they had taken the partially softened rods of meat from the lower
entrances of her body. Dreamily, Betty realized that she could take
another man, this one in her mouth, and some part of her mind registered
this fact for future reference.
Danny and Chad and Glenn; she could use them all and serve them
all, ride their cocks and make them come in all the old ways, in all the
new fashions she was discovering. There was so much to do, so many
positions and sensations to explore, and she knew that she would go
through them all, one by one.
She was free, and they were free. She could soar to the clouds
and they could wheel like eagles around her, dipping and banking in the
flight that wasn't escape, but a new and more lasting reality.
Betty Maddox sat up. Her husband took one had and her son took the
other. They helped her from the bed and led her downstairs between them,
two nude men and a naked woman.
In the family room were he daughters, regal Linda and gamin Nikki,
and the man who had married into this best of all possible blood lines.
"Hi, mom," they said.
And she said hi back, because she was now truly mother to them
all.
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[Mom & Me: The End]
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