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It had been a hard year for Susan. With her husband's death two years
ago, she had come to rely heavily on her only son. John it seems had
assumed the roll of man-of-the-house quite quickly and had taken over
nearly all the duties of his dead father. He paid the bills, did
minor repairs on the house and kept the yard clean and tidy as well
as making most of the major decisions for the two of them.

Susan felt safe and secure with her son around. His first year at
college had been a real trial for her and she found herself in
periods of depression caused by loneliness and insecurity. She was
even seeing a psychologist to help her make it through her roughest
times, although that helped very little. But now her son would be
home for three glorious months so she wouldn't need the shrink's
services for a while.

When John's car finally pulled into the driveway, Susan jumped from
her seat, straightening her clothes and plucked at her hair. She ran
to the front door and flung it open, then, she stopped dead in her
tracks. The man that was getting out of the car was not the boy she
had sent off to school the previous fall. John had become a man. He
had filled out amazingly well. His shoulders had broadened, and
muscles Susan never knew her son had now bulged from his jeans and t-
shirt. His dark brown hair was longer now and gave her son a slightly
rough appearance.

"Hi, Mom!" he yelled to her as he pulled some luggage from the trunk.
His voice had changed slightly as well.

Susan couldn't contain herself. Bursting from the doorway, she
sprinted the walkway towards her son. John dropped his bags and held
open his arms as his mother rushed into them. The fell together in a
warm and loving hug in the driveway.

"Oh, John. I've missed you so much!" Susan whispered as they rocked
each other slightly.

"Me too, Mom," he told her "and I'm so glad to be home."

They held each other tightly for several long moments. When John
finally broke their caress, he stepped back and held his mother at
arms length, looking her up and down. It was amazing to him that his
mother grew more beautiful with age. At forty years old she would put
any woman ten years her junior to shame. She kept her short dishwater
hair highlighted with blonde and refrained from wearing makeup to
preserve her natural look. Her figure matched the natural beauty of
her face. Her breasts were not large but full and creamy. Her hips
flared outward, giving her a mature, womanly look and enhancing the
round, firm flesh of her ass. Her blue eyes danced as her son gazed
at her like a long lost lover.

"You look fabulous, Mom." he told her and they hugged again.

"So do you, Son. You've grown to be such a good looking man."

John's chest swelled with pride. The truth be known, he had always
had a crush on his mother, and hearing her call him a good looking
man gave rise to his ego - and his manhood. They walked back into the
house together, John carrying his luggage and his mother holding him
tightly to her.

Susan treated her son to his favorite lasagna meal and lavished him
with praise and love as they chatted. John told her excitedly of his
new girlfriend Sarah, who was just seventeen and who was the most
wonderful girl he had ever met. Susan smiled and listened attentively
like a good mother, but deep down inside she felt a pang of jealousy
and fear. John read it in her eyes and quickly changed the subject.
He tried to always stay sensitive to his mother's feelings. The
evening slipped quickly by and John, exhausted from his long trip,
retired to bed early, but not before placing a warm loving kiss on
his mother's lips. Susan soon followed and wrote another entry in her
personal journal before falling off to sleep.

Susan gently rubbed her eyes open, glanced at the alarm clock on her
nightstand and instantly shot out of bed.

"Oh, no!" she groaned as she realized she was going to be late for
work. She forfeited her shower to make up for lost time and threw on
her clothes. Brushing her hair she rushed down the hallway towards
her son's room. She stopped dead in her tracks in his doorway. Her
eyes widened as she stared down at her sleeping son sprawled nude on
the bed, his covers in a heap at the bottom.

Trembling, Susan stared at his naked manhood. She couldn't believe
her eyes. John's sex had developed drastically since she last saw him
without clothing. His penis, hanging limply between his spread legs
was almost seven inches long and was deliciously full around. His
large, hairy balls dangled below and added an extra sexiness to the
package.

At first Susan wasn't quite sure what to do. Her first thought was to
leave quickly and forget what she had seen, but instead she entered
his room heading for the bed, not taking her eyes from John's crotch.
She lifted the bed sheet and pulled it up and over her son's naked
body, covering him all the way to his shoulders. Leaning over, she
kissed him softly on the cheek.

"Hi, mom." he whispered as he awoke.

"Good morning, darling" she said as she brushed his hair from his
eyes. "I'm late for work and I have to hurry but I'll be home around
six."

John sat up in bed, kissed his mother on the cheek and said, "Ok,
have a great day, Mom. I'll miss you"

"Miss you too, sweetheart," she said as she turned and headed for the
door.

John watched his mother's ass and legs as she left his room, causing
his cock to rise slightly under the sheets.

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John spent most of the morning lazing around in shorts, watching TV
and relaxing, but as noon approached he headed upstairs to shower and
shave. Passing his mother's bedroom, he peeked in. The bed was a mess
and clothes were strewn about the floor. Susan had not had time to
straighten up before she left for work and the room looked frightful.

Shaking his head and smiling he entered the room and began to pick up
his mothers discarded clothing, dumping them into the hamper. Picking
up her robe, he uncovered a sexy pair of lace bikini panties under
it. John quickly hung the robe and picked up his mothers underwear.
They were turned inside out and he could easily see the yellow, dry
piss stains in the crotch. He held them to his nose and breathed
deeply. The scent of his mother's cunt wafted up, filling his mind
with lewd incestuous thoughts. He licked at the crusted panties and
stroked his now swelling cock through his shorts as he tasted his
mothers dried piss and pussy juice for the first time.

John tossed all plans for the shower aside temporarily as he climbed
onto his mother's bed. Holding the panties close to his face he
sprawled himself out. He was about to remove his shorts when his foot
brushed against something solid lying under the blanket. Curiosity
won out over the pair of soiled panties and John reached under the
cover to see what was there. He pulled a small hardbound book from
the blankets and read the cover. "Personal Journal" was all that was
printed on it.

John's brain began to have one of those right versus wrong debates.
He knew that it would be wrong to read his mother's diary. It was her
personal thoughts, her own demons or desires and they should be left
personal. He knew that. Still, he also knew that if he simply put the
book back that he would never be able to get it off his mind. He knew
in a moment of weakness and curiosity he would rush to her room, find
the book and read it. Cover to cover!

'Oh, well, ' he thought, 'I might as well get it over with. It's
probably just boring stuff like "today I did this, yesterday I did
that" '

That thought eased his conscience enough to allow him to at least
read the first page. Opening the cover he stared at his mothers
handwriting.

"My Secret Fantasy" was all that was written there. John's heart
began to pound as he came to the realization that his mother was
writing down her sexual fantasies. He excitedly flipped throughout
the pages, noting the sporadic dates that she had written. The first
page was dated September 17, one week after he had left for school.
He noticed there were weeks when she only had one entry but other
weeks she had written nearly every day. The last entry was dated the
night he had arrived home.

This was too good to be true. John was about to learn his mother's
most secret of desires. Stripping his shorts off and dropping them to
the floor, he began to read.

'This is my first attempt at keeping a diary and I am only doing it
on the recommendation of my psychologist. Dr. Wells says that if I
write down my feelings, it will help me to vent the frustration they
cause. I don't know if this will help and Dr. Wells has no idea what
my frustrations are but he is a doctor and I am frustrated so it is
worth a try. Forgive me Diary if I ramble on, as I've said it is my
first time.'

'I guess the best way to start is to just to blurt it right out on
the paper. I am in love with my son!'

John stopped cold. He couldn't believe what he was reading. His own
mother! In love with him! Then he realized why she had looked so
disappointed when he had told her about Sarah. His cock lurched up
rigid, screaming for attention. He responded by wrapping his fingers
tightly around his manhood and stroking himself - slowly, as he read.

'Not the proper type of love a mother has for her son. The type of
love a woman has for a man that is far her superior. I daydream about
him all the time. I miss him so now that he is off at school and I
count the hours till he calls and fills my heart again.'

'Along with my feelings of love for my son are wicked, perverse
thoughts of him. They plague me day and night until I think I may go
out of my mind with lust. I am losing control of my own emotions and
find myself constantly fantasizing about him. It is impossible to
explain my desires or where they are coming from. That is where you
come in my Dear Diary. Upon you I will vent my lust for my son in an
effort to prevent myself from acting on my dreams and alienating the
person I care about most. I am afraid that if I ever attempted to
live out my fantasy, John would leave forever. And who could blame
him? What would he think of a mother who lusted after her own son in
such perverse, bizarre ways? So - to keep him from finding out just
how I feel, I will write it all down.'

'It all began at the start of this past summer. The knowledge that he
would be leaving for college in September plunged me into a
depression that I could not shake. Probably fear and insecurity
caused my initial feelings for him, knowing that he would be gone and
I would be left alone to deal with life on my own. The feelings
became worse as the summer drifted by and I could easily mark the day
he drove away as being the second worse day of my life. The first
being the day my sweet, sweet husband died. But all of that is a
different story and one that I don't think is related to my
problem.' 'I suppose it all began the day I walked by the bathroom.
The door was standing open and the shower was running inside. I
peered in to see the outline of my son standing in the shower, his
young profile framed in the misty glass of the shower door. I
couldn't take my eyes from his naked body. I watched as he washed
himself thoroughly, first his chest then down to his belly and with
each movement downward I became more and more excited. I swear, I was
frozen there, unable to move as he pulled at his young cock and balls
and washed them completely. My clit was aching and an uncontrollable
urge to enter the shower and drop to my knees struck me.'

John stopped reading. His mind was spinning as he continued jacking
his cock. His mother was hot for him. REALLY hot! This was a dream
come true for him and he read on.

'Thankfully, I was able to control myself and turned quickly from the
doorway and ran to my bedroom. Seconds later I was naked on the bed,
masturbating wickedly like a horny little girl with lewd thoughts of
incest racing through my mind. I came long and hard and afterwards I
felt happier and more contented than I have in years.'

John pictured his mother sprawled out on her bed, naked, thrusting
her fingers into her own cunt. The image sent jolts of pleasure into
his balls as he jacked his cock faster now and turned the page.

'I became more bold as the days passed, wanting to see more and more
of him, dying to touch him in un-motherly ways. As my lust for him
grew so did my courage. It wasn't long before I was peeping in on him
as he slept. I felt so nasty standing in his doorway frigging myself
like a bitch in heat, and that made it even better. Eventually I
worked up the nerve to enter his bedroom and stand beside his bed
while I masturbated, half hoping he would wake up and catch me. Oh.
What would he have done then? I can only imagine! And who would have
blamed him for taking liberties with me? Certainly not me! He would
have the right to do anything he pleased, catching his mother acting
like a no-good common whore. And that's exactly what I am. A common
slut for my son now, and he doesn't even know it!'

John's balls were beginning to boil and large drops of pre-cum were
forming on the tip of his cock and dripping down onto his belly. His
mother's carnal confessions brought out new feelings in him and he
said aloud, "Damn right, Mother! Who would blame me for fucking a
common whore like you!" His cock lurched up when he said the words
and he almost exploded into the air. He released the swollen cock-
shaft and allowed himself to calm down before reading any further.

'But now he is away and I'm left alone for nine long months with only
the memories of him to keep me warm at night. I think about him all
the time and my thoughts are always sexual. I still have not changed
his bed sheets and there are nights when I kneel at his bed, my face
pushed into the spot where he slept, and finger myself to orgasm. It
has become a compulsion now, one that I have no control over. I fear
that I may not be able to control myself when he comes home for the
summer.'

So ended the first entry in Susan Morris's journal. John quickly
flipped through the pages. He made a quick estimate. There were
probably at least sixty more entries in the book. He new he would
never make it through the entire journal before she returned home. He
turned to the last entry. It was dated the previous night.

'He is home at last. My handsome, unknowing stud has finally
returned. He has grown into a strong, virile looking man over the
year and I hardly recognized him when he stepped out of the car. My
juices began to flow as he held me. It was heavenly! How can I resist
my own son? I saw the large bulge in his pants and even now I'm
thinking how wonderful it would be to see him naked, to touch him,
feel him inside me...'

John's balls were beginning to ache as he jacked himself. Setting the
book aside he knelt over his mother's pillow.

"Yes, Mother." he hissed "I'm going to cum. Your filthy slut mind has
my ball's bursting with cum for you, Mother! I'm going to shoot my
fuck onto your pillow!"

With that, a long stream of cock juice shot from his prick, landing
dead center in Sarah's pillow. He aimed each subsequent squirt of
fuck cream around the first and soon the entire center of the pillow
was coated in sticky white cum. He wiped his cock clean on the edges,
grabbed his shorts and the book and hopped out of bed.

John looked back at his mother's cum drenched pillow and smiled
before leaving. He spent the rest of the afternoon in his own room
reading and planning. Tonight he would have his hard cock planted
firmly between his mother's legs.

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Susan arrived home a little late, changed into a light summer dress
and hurriedly made dinner for them. While they sat chatting at dinner
she noticed her son seemed different in some way. He spoke constantly
of his new girl and even told Susan that they had been having sex on
a regular basis. Susan was becoming jealous, feeling threatened by a
young girl she didn't even know.

"John, I don't think you should be having sex with her if she's only
seventeen. You could get into trouble and what if you got her
pregnant?" Susan said.

"Oh, Mom. She can't get pregnant!" he laughed.

"What makes you think so?" she asked.

"Because she makes me cum in her mouth. She likes that the best!
Although, she makes sure that I fuck her first."

He had said it rather nonchalantly but Susan dropped her fork at the
statement. She didn't pursue that conversation and tried to direct
their talk someplace else.

"What are your plans for the summer?" she asked him.

"Well, I'd like to talk about that after dinner, if you have time."

"Of course dear." Susan agreed as she stood to carry the dishes to
the sink. John stopped her.

"Lets leave these till later, ok?" he said.

"That sounds like a wonderful idea, darling. Lets go to the living
room where we can talk."

John followed his mother down the hallway, watching her wide hips
sway as she moved. When they entered the living room he led Susan to
the couch and remained standing while she sat. She looked up
adoringly at her son.

"So what are your plans for the summer?" she asked. "You don't have
to work if you don't want to..."

"That's not what I wanted to talk about, Mother." he interrupted her.

"What is it then, sweetheart? Is something wrong?" she said,
concerned that there was a problem. His voice showed a tinge of
dominance when he spoke to her and it made her a little nervous.

"Its this!" John gestured to his crotch.

"I'm not sure what you mean." she said weakly.

John unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down to his knees. He
hadn't worn underwear and his stiff, throbbing cock flesh bounce out
while his swollen balls dangled below. Susan was shocked. Her mouth
fell open and her eyes popped wide at the lewd sight of her son
standing in front of her with a raging hard on. She covered her mouth
and tried to speak but no words came out. John fisted his cock in his
right hand and pointed to it with his left.

"This is the problem." he said, more anger in his tone. "My cock is
rock hard. It has been rock hard all damn day!"

Susan couldn't take her eyes off her sons prick. It was so beautiful
and so much larger than she could have imagined after seeing it that
morning. She gazed at the large nut-sack and huge balls inside. She
had been caught so completely off guard and could not think of
anything to say.

"Do you know why it has been rock hard all day, Mother?" John hissed.

"No, son."

"It's because I've been reading that filthy trash diary of yours!" He
paused to let it sink in.

Susan jumped up from the couch. "Oh my god! You read my journal! Oh,
John. How could you?" She was embarrassed and shocked and was
becoming extremely worried. She had never seen her son act like this.

"Sit back down, Mother" John commanded her. "Believe me, I have it in
a very safe place."

Susan sat back, still staring at the obscene sight before her. John
pushed his pants off and removed his shirt. He stood directly in
front of his mother, nude, cock in hand and jacked himself as he
spoke. Susan was in total denial. This just couldn't be happening.
Not only had he read her most perverse and private thoughts, he had
actually stolen the book and hidden it somewhere.

"John, please. Give it back. You shouldn't have..."

"Your not getting it back, Mother. I'm keeping it. After all it is
about me, isn't it!"

"What do you want? Why are you doing this to me?" she pleaded.

"I'm just making your dreams come true, Mother." He grinned
wickedly. "You are about to become my personal slut!"

"John! No!" Susan burst out. "That was only fantasy! I could never do
all those things I wrote about! You're my son! Please stop this."

"I know you could never willingly do this, Mother. That's why I am
going to force you to do it."

Susan cringed, her eyes drifting back to his sex.

"I'm giving you a choice. You can either agree to be my whore or I'm
going to spend the summer at Sarah's house. I've already packed and
can be out of here in ten minutes. The choice is yours."

Susan was dumbfounded. Her son was treating her so differently. His
voice had lost its usual loving tone and was replaced by a firm,
demanding one. She had wanted her son so badly and now presented with
her chance she was frightened and unsure. She couldn't bear to lose
her son, even for a short time. She knew she would give in but tried
to talk her way out of it until she could think straight.

"John, please. You wouldn't leave me, please, I..."

"Mother if you think I am going to spend my summer reading your horny
essays and walking around with a stiff cock, then you're mistaken.
I'll spend my summer with Sarah and her tight cunt rather than
suffer."

"But, John." Susan whispered.

"You want this. You know you do, Mother. And now you owe it to me.
It's your fault I have all of these perverse ideas."

It was her fault after all. She realized that now. She really had no
choice in the matter. She was to become her son's personal sex toy
and there was nothing she could do about it. She knew also that he
had arranged it this way so that she could be guilt free in her
actions.

Susan smiled up at her son as she reached a trembling hand out to his
cock. "Ok, Sweetheart. I'll do as you say. Just tell me what to do."

Susan's hand went down to John's balls. With her palm up she used her
hands to tickle and stroke them, causing her son's prick to tighten
visibly. Her other hand came up to assist and wrapped around the
fullness of his shaft, her thumb and forefinger separated by almost
an inch of cock flesh. She stroked and massaged his sex as she had
done in so many of her fantasies.

"That's a very good start, Mother. I think I'd prefer you lick my
balls though. I think you would prefer that too. Didn't you say in
you journal that you wanted to lick my balls and suck my cock?"

"Yes, John, I did." she replied as she went to her knees before him,
her embarrassment at his words sending a delicate tingle through her.

"Then lick!" he ordered.

Susan obeyed her son's command by dipping her head down and kissing
each ball softly. Her tongue slid out and swiped wetly across her
sons hanging sack, as her hand stroked lovingly around the hard shaft
of his prick.

John shuddered at the first touch of his mother's mouth. His balls
tingled as her wet tongue darted across his scrotum and a thick glob
of precum oozed from his flaring pisshole.

"Ah, yes, Mother. Lick my hairy balls," he told her.

Susan felt a thrill in her belly when her son spoke those words and
she increased her effort, humming as she licked. She resigned herself
to her fate now and she was going to enjoy every bit of it. John
hadn't asked her to, but she ran her tongue up the bottom side of his
shaft and lathered his bulbous head with her spit, tasting her first
drop of teenage cum. She swallowed it hungrily and opened her mouth
wide to show her son the white film that remained on her tongue.

John took the gesture as an invitation and slipped his cock head into
her mouth. Susan's lips fastened around it greedily while her tongue
played across the tip, swiping up the frequent drops of fuck cream
that oozed from his pisser.

"That's good, Mother. Suck just the head. Lick my fuck juice up."

Susan thrilled at the taste of her son, the scent of his sex and the
foulness of his mouth. She felt her juices start to flow heavily and
she knew her panties would be sopping wet in a very short time. She
felt so dirty, on her knees, before her son, sucking voraciously on
his cockhead.

"Ahhh, Mother. You really know how to suck cock, don't you?" John
whispered. "Do you like my cock, Mother?"

Susan pulled her mouth off of her son's prick and looked up at him.

"Yes, John. I love the way it feels in my mouth. May I have some
more?"

John responded by grabbing two handfuls of his mother's hair.

"Open, Mother!" he commanded.

Susan opened her mouth wide, unsure of what to expect. John pushed
half the length of his rod into Susan's gaping maw, groaning as he
felt her lips slide down the shaft. He rocked his hips back and forth
as he held his mothers head. Susan, allowing herself to be mouth-
fucked by her teenage son, slithered her tongue across the bottom of
his shaft, bathing it in her warm spittle.

"Yes. Suck it, Mother. Suck my hard prick!" he grunted. "I'm going to
give it all to you!"

Susan mewled in agreement, trying to capture more of him in her mouth
when he pushed in, but her son teased her by pulling himself
completely out of her mouth. She groaned in frustration. John tilted
her head up at him and looked into her eyes.

"Listen to me, Mother." he said, his voice stern and
authoritative. "I'm going to fuck your throat and you had better not
resist me."

Susan nodded, nervously doubting that she would be able to take the
full length of his swollen manhood into her throat, but fully aware
that her son would force it into her belly if he was so inclined. She
opened her mouth wide and slid her tongue out invitingly.

"That's a perfect slut-mother pose, a gaping mouth and wet tongue. I
like that pose, Mother and I expect to see it often," he told her.

Susan remained in her submissive cocksucker's position while her son
wiped his leaking sperm across her tongue. He slapped his cock head
on her tongue and pushed, slipping the distended shaft deeply into
his mother's mouth. She felt the tip reach the back of her mouth and
tried to relax.

John looked down at his mother, loving the lewd sight of her mouth
stretched obscenely around his hot prick. Her cheeks were puffed out
and she looked quite helpless, almost as if her she was stuck on the
intruding fuck pole and couldn't get off. John tightened his grip on
his mother's head and slowly pushed his cock meat into her throat.

Susan tried to relax her throat muscles to accommodate the drooling
head of her son's cock as it entered, but was unsuccessful. Starting
to gag, she attempted to pull her head back from the invading fuck
meat but found she couldn't budge, her son's grip being far too
strong to resist. He pushed in further, causing her to wretch, as the
fleshy intruder forced her throat open. Then, without mercy, John
plunged the full length of his shaft into his mother's mouth,
grinding the swollen head deeply into her gullet as he forced her
face into his groin. He held that position for a few seconds,
allowing her to adjust to the massive intrusion.

Susan lost her breath. Her throat and mouth were filled with thick
teenage cock and her nose was pressed firmly up against his lower
belly, leaving no room for air to seep in. She could feel large
goblets of hot sperm enter her throat as his pisshole flared and
dribbled. Her own sex was throbbing and dripping, her vaginal walls
oozing hot cunt cream in expectation of being used.

"Mmmmm. Mother you look so fucking hot!" he hissed at her. "You were
born to be a cocksucker. And I was born to be a cocksucker's son."

The nasty comments her son threw at her excited Susan and she tried
to work her tongue and throat to please him. Her cunt was throbbing
deliciously between her legs now and her clit had swollen outward,
the sensitive head pressed tightly into her panties. But she ignored
the erotic sensations dancing between her thighs and worked her mouth
to pleasure her son.

John felt his balls begin to tighten. He pulled the head of his cock
back into her mouth and held it there momentarily before thrusting it
down into her throat again. His balls slapped her chin, making a
lewd, wet smacking sound. He pulled back once again and paused, then
jabbed back into her. Susan accepted his thrusts with some
difficulty, her throat expanding and contracting as he fucked himself
in and out of it. She felt his cock begin to swell and knew it
wouldn't be long before she would taste his sperm.

"Ah, Mother! I'm ready to blow!" he gasped as he fucked deep into her
throat. "You want my cum. Don't you, Mother?"

"Mmm, hmmm!" she moaned back at him, staring up expectantly at him
and nodding her head slightly, up and down. She now found herself
enjoying the fullness as he stretched her throat.

Susan found herself wanting that hot load of boy cum more than she
had imagined. The more she anticipated it, the more she desired it.
She wanted all of him and everything he had to give. She worked her
tongue across the thick vein of his shaft in an attempt to urge the
fuck juice out of him as he poled her oral cavity.

"Yes, yes, yes!" John hissed. "Eat my cock, Mother! I'm going to cum
in your cocksucking mouth!"

He pushed repeatedly into her as his grip on her head tightened,
causing Susan to grunt obscenely with each fuck. She pushed her hands
up behind him and gripped the cheeks of his ass tightly as she pulled
him in deep, gurgling in ecstasy.

John felt his balls pulse and he quickly pulled himself from his
mother's lusty mouth.

"Open wide, Mother! And stick out your tongue!" he shouted at her.

Susan complied, stretching her mouth as wide as she could and
offering her gaping maw as his receptacle. The boy jacked his cock
swiftly, the flared pisshole aimed directly at her face.

"Here it comes, Mother! Oh fuck! Here it comes!" he grunted.

A huge wad of thick, hot sperm shot from his pisser and landed just
above her right eye. John aimed his cock lower and the next load
landed on her tongue and rolled into a puddle at the entrance to her
throat. Susan didn't swallow. Instead she let each successive glob of
her son's sperm puddle in her mouth. It seemed to her there was no
end to the amount of cum he produced and soon her mouth was half
filled with the sticky fluid.

"Oh yeah, Mother! Eat my hot fuck!" he yelled as the last few loads
of spunk shot from him.

When at last he was spent, Susan looked up at him, her mouth filled
with his warm semen, and rolled her tongue around so that her son
could enjoy the sight of her sperm filled mouth.

"Swallow my fuck, Mother!" he whispered, "Swallow all my fuck!"

Susan did, and a small orgasm twitched through her clit as the hot
fluid slid down her throat. She licked at the few drops that had
landed on her lips, not wanting to waste any of her son's sweet love
juice. John wiped his wet, dripping prick across his mother's cheek
to clean it and stood back to look at her. Susan reached up with her
hand to wipe the dripping come from her forehead.

"Leave it there, Mother!" John said, stopping her. "You're my whore
now and I expect my whore to wear my sperm proudly!"

"Yes, sweetheart. I am your whore now. You have made me your whore. I
have no choice. I am yours to do with as you please."

Susan left the white fluid to drool down her face. She was blushing;
embarrassed at the way she had reacted. She had just ravenously
devoured her own son's sex with her mouth and gulped his sperm like a
starving whore. She wasn't sure what was happening to her but she
loved the wickedness of it and had no desire to turn back from the
road they were on. She looked at her son expectantly, not knowing
what he would demand from her next, but hoping there would be much,
much more.
"Stand up, Mom." John commanded, beckoning her with his finger. He
was standing in the center of the room, his limp, but still thick
cock hanging obscenely between his legs.

Susan stood and joined her son's position. He turned her to face the
couch and then moved to sit down. He spread his legs wide and began
to toy with his flaccid fuck meat.

"Strip, Mother." he hissed, an evil glint in his eye, "Slowly!
Entertain me! Make me hard again so I can fuck your horny cunt."

Susan blushed again but began to unbutton the front of her dress. She
moved slowly, obviously embarrassed at the thought of exposing
herself to her son. Secretly she was afraid he would not approve of
her body and the whole incestuous affair might fall apart. How could
she compete with a seventeen-year-old girl? Still, she tried.

John saw the hesitation in his mother's movements and knew he would
have to coerce her a bit to get a real show.

"Stop, Mother!" he said. "I want you to tempt me with your body. Use
your hands on yourself. Stroke your breasts and play with your
nipples."

Susan smiled. That was much easier. She looked at her son sprawled
wide on the couch, his cock in his hand and a hot thrill danced
through her. Almost involuntarily her hand moved up to her breast.
She squeezed herself tightly so that her son would be sure to take
note of what she was doing. Her nipple knotted up and pushed itself
outward, straining against her bra. Her fingers found their way to
the offending nub and twisted at it through the material. She noticed
his cock jerk up slightly then relax. Susan's second hand joined the
first and in an instant she was grubbing both hands through her tit
flesh, squeezing, twisting and pulling. Her breath had become heavy
and her eye's were misty.

John stared as his mother fondled herself in front of him. He began
to jack on his soft prick, his balls tingling once again. This was
too good to be true. His mother was becoming a total slut for him and
the best part was, she was enjoying it as much as he was.

Susan's pleasure increased as she watched her son's prick begin to
swell. She gyrated her hips slightly as if dancing to distant music.

"Lose the dress, Mother." John urged her.

There was no hesitation between the command and the action. With both
hands she reached up to the v-neck of her dress and pulled sharply,
tearing five buttons from the top and exposing her white-lace bra.

"More!" John bellowed.

Susan ran her hands down the opening. When she reached the next
fastened button she tore again, this time more violently, thrilling
herself with her lascivious display. She pushed the ruined dress from
her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. Spreading her legs in a
wide stance Susan looked down at herself then at her son, his cock
now almost fully erect again. His tongue was swiping across his
bottom lip as he stared at the soaked crotch of his mother's panties.
Susan's inner thighs glistened with a thin coating of cunt cream and
the inside of her fuck tunnel felt like hot mush. She had never been
so aroused in her life. Her clit was screaming for attention, as if
it would burst at any second without it.

"John, if you want this done right, I need some music." she said as
she stroked a finger down the wet center of her pantied cunt.

"Good idea, Mom. Get me a beer. I'll get the music."

Susan turned and walked slowly from the room, swaying her ass
provocatively as she went.

By the time John returned from his room with his CD player, Susan was
back in position. A cold beer sat on the coffee table. As the music
began, John reseated himself in his same spread-wide, lewd position.
This time his ass was raised up off the edge of the couch. Susan
could just see between his firm cheeks and the small pucker of his
asshole. She felt her mouth begin to water at the delicious display
of manhood.

Susan was delighted to hear the soft, sexy sounds of the jazz sax
playing. Jazz had always turned her on and the saxophone especially
made her hot. But she remembered mentioning that too in her diary.
She swayed her hips in a circular fashion as her hands caressed her
bra cover breasts. Her large brown nipples were poking straight out,
forming an outline of themselves in the tight material.

John swigged his beer.

"Take it off, Mother!" he shouted at her, as if he were in a tit- bar
and she were a cheap stripper performing for him. Susan played the
part well. As her hips rocked her cunt upwards she reached behind
herself and untwisted the bra clasp. Dropping her arms she let the
bra fall to the floor. John stared in awe at his mother's heaving
breasts. They were beautiful to him. Perfect, firm mounds of white
flesh topped with large, light-brown areolas and long, thick, rubbery
nipples.

"Oh shit, Mom! What great fucking tits!" he yelled at her.

Susan smiled at his approval and continued her outrageous display.
She stroked both hands down into her panties, each finger gliding
across the sensitive tip of her clit. Her eyes closed as she played
with her sex and her legs became weak. She pulled herself away from
the brink of orgasm and opened her eyes. Her son was staring hotly at
her, his mouth open and wet. She turned away from him and bent over
slightly, causing her ass to push invitingly towards him. Slowly she
pushed the panties down over her cheeks, wiggling her ass flesh
lewdly at him.

"Yeah, Mom." he shouted, "Get them fucking panties off! I wanna see
your asshole"

Susan pushed her panties to the floor and stepped out of them. She
bent over again and with a hand on each cheek, she massaged her ass,
teasingly pulling at a cheek here and there to give her son only a
tantalizingly quick peep at her tiny pucker.

"Spread it open, slut!" he cried, grinning wickedly. "Show me your
asshole!"

She spread her ass wide with both hands and pushed back towards him.
The tiny little hole pushed outward and winked at him. It was all
John could do to keep from jumping up and taking her in that small,
dry hole. But he kept his senses about him, wanted her pussy first.
The ass would come later.

"Mom. I want to watch you masturbate. Get on the floor and fuck
yourself for me."

Susan hesitated only a minute then sprawled herself on the carpet,
her legs spread wide, her knees up and heals on the floor.

John hissed when he saw his mother's full and open furry cunt for the
first time. Never had he seen such an incredibly thick mound of pussy
hair. It was a remarkably sexy sight to behold. The brown bush ran
from her asshole up her slit, over the cunt mound and onto her belly.
A thin path of softer hair ran from the bush to her navel, creating a
luscious treasure trail.

"God, what a fucking beautiful cunt you have, Mother. Fucking
beautiful. God! What a fucking bush!"

Susan smiled at his compliments. She had always taken pride in her
fine crop of pussy covering. She shampooed it every morning and kept
wild hairs trimmed neatly.

"Are you sure you like it, John?" she said as she slid a finger
downwards, allowing it to disappear into her pubic forest. "I thought
the fashion was to shave it completely nowadays. Would you like me to
shave it?"

"Hell no, Mom!" he said. "I love that fucking bush! I like them bald
to, but I've already got a bald pussy to fuck. Yours is the most
beautiful cunt I've ever seen!"

Susan knew that he was being sincere and that sent a delightful
thrill throughout her entire body. Her finger dipped down to tease
and the tip of her protruding clitoris.

"Open it up, Mom. I want to see inside of your cunt. I want to see
all of your pink guts!" he ordered her.

That remark spurred Susan on and she reached between her thighs with
both hands and pulled her puffy cuntlips apart, exposing the opening
of her sex to her son. A large stream of pussy cream was sliding out
of the hole and causing the hair to matt against her skin. She
circled her swollen clit with a free thumb, sending jolts of
delicious pleasure into her belly and womb and causing her vaginal
walls to clamp down on her fingers.

"Open it up, Mom." John encouraged her. He was jacking quickly on his
cock now and becoming more and more sexually charged.

Susan pushed two fingers from each hand inside of her slimy pussy and
pulling them apart, opened herself up. More cunt juices flowed from
her and trickled down the crack of her ass. John looked deep inside
his mother's pussy. He watched as thick, white cream seeped from the
walls of her fuck channel and spilled out of her.

"Fuck yourself, Mom! Fuck yourself good!" he commanded.

Susan realized he was getting damn hot by the way he was talking to
her and so was she. She pulled one hand from her stretched pussy and
pushed the other inside, to her knuckles. Then, without hesitation,
she began finger fucking herself. Her obscene strip show had gotten
her heated up and she was ready for anything. She watched her son
jack-off as she reamed her own cunt, sending delicious sensations
into her aching clit.

Suddenly, without warning, John lunged from the couch, diving at his
mother. Before Susan could react he was on top of her, pinning her
down, his hands on her wrists, his rigid prick pressed between their
bellies. Susan felt her son's balls graze across her cuntlips as he
ground his hips into her. He had that look again. That wild, lust
filled, almost-violent look. Susan almost creamed when she saw it.
Somehow she knew what he wanted and how he wanted it and she wanted
it too. Rough!

Susan bucked roughly up at her son, attempting to roll him off of
herself, to stop him from his attack.

"No!" she screamed. "You can't do that! You're my son! I'm your
Mother! I'm not a common whore!"

At first John was stunned. He thought his mother was rejecting him.
But he caught on rather quickly and stared at her, an evil grin
spreading on his face.

"If that's the way you want it whore, then that's the way you'll get
it!"

He rolled back over onto her, with more force this time. As he
reached for her wrists she pulled them away, wiggling her ass in an
attempt to slide away from him. She managed to move herself a foot or
so away from her son, but he lunged at her again and covered her
sprawling body with his own. He was between her legs now, his
engorged cock head pushing at his mother's wet cunt lips.

"Hold still, slut!" John screamed at his mother. "I gonna fuck your
horny cunt."

"No!" Susan wailed. "You're raping your own mother! God no! Please..."

Her sexually charged cries were broken off suddenly when she felt her
entire cunt being torn open by her son's steel hard shaft. The swift
and brutal intrusion into her fuck channel sent explosive waves of
erotic pleasure through Susan, causing her to lose her breath. Then,
as quickly as the intruder had entered her it was gone, leaving her
only a second to recover before it returned to fill her again. Time
after time her son drove his ravaging organ into her and time after
time he withdrew fully to leave her pussy a vacant and gaping fuck
hole. Susan's cunt burned painfully from the raping and it ached for
more. She spread her legs farther apart, pushing her cunt up at him,
eager to take him deeper.

John fucked wildly into his mother, slamming deeply, until he could
feel the head of his cock smash against her uterus.

"You horny little fuck!" he hissed at his mother in mock anger. "You
tease me with that hairy fucking pussy, and then dare to tell me no?
I'll teach you how to be a fuck whore. I'll tear everyone of those
nasty little cunt hairs out if I have to!"

"You're a mother fucker!" Susan hissed back at him, loving the
uninhibited wild abandon of his lust and urging him into lust-filled
rage.

John slammed into her hard again.

"I'm a mother fucker with a big fucking cock and a horny fucking
mother!" he yelled.

"God! Yes! It's big! Fuck me, Mother-fucker!" Susan cried, "Split me
open!"

John slammed his prick into his mother with as much force as he could
gather. It sent them both skidding across the carpet, causing Susan's
head to bang against the fireplace.

"John! Oh! John! God, Mommy's cumming! God I'm cumming!" Susan
screamed as her orgasm wracked her body. She jerked violently on the
end of his pole, screaming out in ecstasy as waves of painful bliss
spread throughout her body. Susan bucked her hips upward in a wild
attempt to impale herself on the ravaging fuck rod.

John didn't ease up on his mother as he watched her throes of
pleasure. He just kept pounding into her, himself on the brink of
orgasm.

"Aw, Mother! You bitch! I'm gonna cum!" he grunted at her. I'm gonna
shoot my fuck into your cunt - right into your fuck hole!"

"Yes! Do it! Fill me with your hot cum! I want it," she gasped back
at him.

With that, John's balls tightened and he made one last violent plunge
into his mothers gripping fuck slot, nearly embedding his prickhead
into her uterus. Susan felt where he was and tightened her cunt
muscles, urging him to shoot.

"Give it to me, son!" she begged, her voice softer as she settled
down from her orgasm.

"Here it comes, Mother! My hot load of fuck! Right into your horny
cunt!" he screamed.

Susan felt his cock jerk inside of her, then she felt the first hot
splash of her son's cum against the back of her cunt. As hot and wet
as her pussy was, John's sperm felt like molten lava, scalding her
insides and causing her cunt muscles to contract.

"Oh, God, baby! It's hot!" she whimpered joyously, "So hot inside me.
Empty your balls into me! Fill me with your sweet, hot sperm!"

John obliged his mother's request and rocketed several more burning
ropes of cum into her belly, filling her with his hot spend.

When at last he was drained, John relaxed on top of his mother, his
hands stroking her hips gently.

"I love you, Mom." her whispered in her ear before kissing her neck.

"I love you too, son." she answered, wrapping her arms about him and
holding him close.

Susan marveled at how her son's personality change when he was horny
and properly motivated. Second's ago he had been brutally raping his
mother's cunt and now he was cuddled up gently with her, whispering
warm words of love.

John dipped his face towards Susan's and pressed his lips to hers,
opening his mouth as they met. Susan responded by parting her own
lips and sending her tongue out to explore her son's. They kissed
long and passionately as they caressed and cuddled each other for a
very long time.

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Susan lay blissfully in bed, her arm across her sleeping son's belly
while her hand mindlessly played with his sex, stroking and tickling
it. Her mind played back the events of the evening. She smiled as she
remembered her son stuffing her cunt with his youthful prick, his
hot, raspy breath and his eyes filled with lust for her. She reveled
in the memories of his hard meat spewing endless streams of cum into
her mouth. She played back each scene numerous times in her head,
causing her cunt to become slick with pussy slime again. Quietly, she
rose from the bed, not wanting to disturb her sleeping son, and
walked to his bedroom to begin searching for her diary.

Her search ended when she opened John's underwear drawer. She found
the book lying under his jockey shorts. It was wrapped in her own
soiled panties and the obscene covering made her smile as she went to
her son's desk to sit. Laying the book open to the first page, she
opened a drawer and retrieved a pen. She stared at her own
handwriting that read 'My Secret Fantasy' in large script, as if to
announce it to the world.

Putting her pen to the page she wrote, 'For My Lover and Son, John'.
She smiled at her own cleverness and turned to the first blank page
and began to write.

'Tonight it happened, Diary. My son took me as his lover and slave.
It was everything thing I dreamed it could be and much more.'

'He exposed himself to me tonight as I sat on the couch. It was
thrilling and degrading the way he scolded me for causing his sexual
frustration. Then he ordered me to suck his cock in retribution for
my offense. It was a most pleasurable punishment! With my mouth on
him, he forced my head down and to my amazement I was able to swallow
the full length of him. I really thought I would die in rapture when
he came, his hot, sticky sperm filling my mouth. I drank every drop
and yearned for more.'

Susan paused, tapping the pen on her chin as she attempted to form
more sexy sentences. Her cuntal walls were beginning to seep warm
fuck cream again and her left hand went to her clit as she returned
to her writing.

'He made me strip for him then and I played with myself as he
watched. I felt so perverted lying before my own son, ramming my
fingers into my cunt and bucking my hips, begging him to fuck me! I
nearly creamed twice while he watched. Then at last when he mounted
me and brutally fucked his beautiful cock into my hole I felt as if I
had been split apart. The pain and pleasure were both so
excruciatingly wonderful that it was only seconds before I came. I
felt every wonderful pulse as he released his sperm into me. Even
now, as I recall it, I am on the verge of orgasm!'

'Now I no longer have a need to write for myself. My need is to write
for my son. You are his now, dear diary. His to use as he sees fit
and I will continue to write for him my most secret of desires and
thoughts.'

She dated the page and laid the pen down. The written confession of
her desire to be used by her son as a sex toy with or without her
consent caused her cunt to ache deliciously. She spread her legs wide
in the chair, leaned back, and began masturbating furiously. Her eyes
closed and her breath quickened. In her mind John was dragging her,
bound, through a dark forest. She pleaded desperately for him to stop
as he roped her tightly to a tree. Susan imagined her son backing
away from her as he slid his belt from his pants. When she pictured
the first crack of the belt on her thigh, she came. Her legs
stiffened as her fingers raced in and out of her oozing pussy. The
resulting, crashing orgasm sapped her body of strength and it took
her several minutes to regain her wits. When she was finally able to
stand, Susan picked up the soiled panties and mopped up the mess she
had made of her cunt. She cleaned it thoroughly, leaving the panties
a soaking mess. Lovingly, she rewrapped her diary in them and placed
it on the desk for him to find.

Fully satisfied, Susan went back to her room, and her son, and was
finally able to fall asleep.

"You we're wonderful last night, John" Susan said as they sat at the
breakfast table sipping coffee. Susan was dressed for work in a short
blue skirt, white blouse and blue jacket. The skirt was cut halfway
up her smooth thighs and gave a beautiful view of her legs, which she
had spread widely for her son's pleasure. John was wearing a big
smile and a big hard-on as he stared between his mother's thighs.

"Thanks, Mom" John replied, staring blatantly up her skirt. "You were
pretty fuckin' hot yourself!"

"I feel so wicked, John. Having sex with my own son and having all
these kinky ideas" she confessed. "And the strange part is that I
don't care. I know what we're doing must be wrong, but I can't stop
myself and don't want to."

"I know what you mean. I have a lot of pretty kinky thoughts about
you too, Mom. Things that even I think are nasty."

"Like what?" Susan perked up, hoping for him to tell her some of his
fantasies.

John gave his mother an evil smile. "I'd rather surprise you with
them!" he told her as he lifted his foot and leaned it on her seat,
fixing it between her legs. He brushed across her thighs with his
toes and stroked upwards, toward her crotch.

Susan looked down at the foot inching it's way up her skirt and
spread her legs farther. Sliding down in the chair, she moved her ass
to the edge, allowing her son's foot to rest on her warming pussy.
John could feel the full mound of thick hair beneath her panties as
he pushed his heal gently into his mother's soft labia. He massaged
in slow circular motions, twirling and smashing her clit as he moved.
Susan's cunt began to lubricate, her warm juices oozing from the
sensitive walls of her fuck chute.

"Can't you even tell me one?" she begged.

"They are pretty nasty fantasies, Mom." He was grinning wickedly at
her, hoping she would push him for more details. She did.

"What kind of nasty? How so?" she asked, her voice becoming weak.

"All kinds of nasty, Mother." John told her, bolder now as his own
lust increased. "I want to dominate you completely."

"Yes!" Susan hissed softly.

"I want to turn you into my own personal cock-slave, Mother."

"Yes! I want that too!" she moaned. She was beginning to buck and
rotate her hips with her son's foot motions, her hands pressed on the
back of the chair seat to support herself. Susan's clit had swollen
outward and the pressure of John's foot against it was sending
cascades of pleasure throughout her cunt and up into her belly.

"I want you to worship my prick, Mother. I want you to thirst for my
cum!"

"Oh Jesus! Yes, John! I do! I worship your beautiful cock and balls
now!" Susan gasped, lewdly grinding her crotch upward into her son's
heal.

"I want you to be willing to do anything for just a taste of my
prick!"

"Anything. I'll do anything you tell me, son. Just for a taste of
that sweet cock!" Susan was beginning to pant heavily, her cunt
aching to be filled. The filthy conversation was spurring her lust
and her gaze was fixed upon her son's rigid fuck pole.

John pulled his foot back abruptly, breaking contact with his
mother's pantied, drooling pussy. Susan was startled at the loss of
sensation and tried to pull it back.

"Pull your panties aside, Mother" John commanded her.

Susan used both hands to pull the crotch of her panties aside,
leaving her hairy cuntal lips fully exposed. John bent his foot down
and slid his big toe from the bottom of her wet split up to her clit
and back down again, causing his mother to shudder with pleasure. He
continued the up and down motion, scraping his toenail across the tip
of her clit as he spoke to her.

"I'm going to do nasty things with you and I'm going to make you do
nasty things."

"Oh yes! What kind of nasty things?" she urged him.

John could see his mother's lust swelling as he spoke, her breathing
heavy and her eyes clouded over. His own lust had built up as well
and he was stroking his fat prick slowly as he played with her. He
bent his foot downward once again and pointed the tip of his big toe
at her lower lips and pushed inward, sliding it into his mother's
clenching fuck tube. It didn't go in far but for Susan the sensation
was exquisite when he started to wiggle his toe inside of her, the
nail scraping against her piss hole. She had never felt anything like
it and found it to be erotic and soothing at the same time. She moved
a finger over her swollen clit and stroked the swollen nub in rhythm
to his scraping toe.

John could see his mother was close to coming and he pushed her
further, saying "After I toe fuck you, Mother, I'm going to put you
over that chair and spank you!"

Susan's eyes flew open. She couldn't believe her ears. Her son wanted
to spank her. She thought the idea was delightfully erotic but played
the demure slut for her son.

"Why? What have I done?" she asked breathily. She was almost unable
to speak, her climax approaching swiftly.

"Because, Mother. You are a cock-slut. An incestuous whore for your
son!"

"Yes!"

"A horny son-sucking, toe-fucking whore!"

"Oh God! Yes!" she screamed, her orgasm beginning to wash over her
like a tidal wave.

"A bitch in heat for her own mother-fucking son!"

"Oh Yes! I am a bitch in heat for you, you nasty mother-fucker!" she
screamed as her body stiffened. She shook spasmodically as she came,
her cuntal tube clenching down on her son's toe, trying to suck it in
further. John continued his toe massage as Susan quickly came down
from her climax.

"God. You do such incredible things to me, John!" she panted.

"You're a beautiful bitch, Mom!" John told her. John gave her a few
moments to regain her senses before her ordered her to stand up and
raise her skirt.

Susan stood on extremely shaky legs and pulled her skirt up around
her waist revealing her matted fur and drooling sex. Her panties were
in disarray and her distended clit stood out from her puffy labia.
John hooked his fingers into the waistband of Susan's underwear and
pulled downward sharply, sending them to her ankles quickly. Susan
stepped out of them and spread her legs, waiting for his lead.

"On your knees and bend over the chair, you nasty whore!" John
ordered her.

Susan hurriedly did as he said, kneeling on the floor with her belly
stretched over the side of the kitchen chair, her smooth ass fully
exposed to her son. She felt another perverse wave of lust begin to
build inside of her as she waited.

John walked to her and straddled her luscious hips, gripping them
with his knees. He inhaled deeply as he took in the sight of his
mother's smooth, firm ass cheeks standing up helplessly under him.
Brushing his hand lightly across each soft mound of flesh, he urged
up tiny goose bumps across the pale skin. His fingertips grazed up
the split of her ass, causing Susan to shiver in delight. She knew he
was trying to sensitize her skin and she knew the gentle stroking
would make the blows of the spanking much more intense. Her cunt and
ass were clenching rhythmically in expectation of the first blow, but
she only felt the gentle strokes of her son's fingers. He kept it up
for several long minutes, even allowing Susan the delight of feeling
his fingers pinched and flick at her swollen clitoris when he felt
inclined to dip his hand there.

When John felt his mother relax completely he stopped massaging and
raised his open palm behind his head and held it there for a long
moment before swinging. Susan waited for what seemed like hours, for
the first blow to land. When it finally did she was unprepared for
the intensity of it.

"Ahhhhhhhh, Goooooooddddd!" she screamed as John laid full force into
his mother's ass. Fiery tendrils shot through her flesh, burning
their way into her belly. She tried to slide away but John held her
fast, not allowing her to budge.

"Sit still, Mother," he yelled at her, "or the next one will be worse"

Of course John didn't know how the next one could be worse. He'd put
all he had into the first one and his hand was stinging as sharply as
his mother's ass.

"John, please. I can't take that!" she gasped.

WHACK!

Another powerful blow landed right in the middle of her ass, causing
the flesh to wobble and bounce.

"Ahhggggg! Nooooooo!" Susan cried desperately. Bright red impressions
of her son's hand were beginning to show on the soft skin of her
cheeks and her legs were trembling. John began to speak as his mother
regained control of her breath.

"You must never tell me no, Mother. It will only make it worse for
you. You can scream all you want. But you must never tell me to stop.
If you do this is what you'll get!"

WHACK! CRACK! WHACK! CRACK!

Two more severe blows on each cheek caused Susan to jerk up straight,
nearly falling from the chair. She tried to grab at her ass to block
the attacks but John grabbed her wrists to stop her.

"Hold onto the chair legs, Mother. Don't interfere with me!" he
commanded her.

"Oh, God. John. It hurts so..." she gasped. She was loosing control
of her breath and it was hard to speak. John reached between Susan's
thighs and probed into his mother's fuck slit. The heat from her
swollen labia was nearly as intense as the heat pouring from her
reddened ass. Thick wet cream coated the inside of her cuntal passage
and generous amounts of Susan's fuck drooled from the hole. John
pushed his fingers in easily, his mother's fuck passage already
gaping and ready.

"You love this. Don't you Mother?" he teased her.

"Oh God! I do John! I do!" she whimpered. "But it hurts so!"

CRACK!

Another harsh blow landed in the center of her cheeks, nearly sending
her flying off of the chair. Susan wailed in agony as her son applied
four more stinging blows to the same spot, nearly blistering her
sensitive skin. John was out of control with his lust and was showing
her bright red cheeks no mercy. With a last burst of energy John used
both hands on his mother, scalding each ass cheek five times with his
blows. By the time he reached the fourth crack on her butt, Susan
burst into tears, causing her to shake all over.

When John finished he stepped away from her to admire his work.
Bright red welts were forming over both cheeks of the battered
woman's ass and her hips were swaying back and forth invitingly as
she whimpered loudly.

"Now you have a hot ass, Mother." John told her.

Susan began to giggle through her tears as she tried to speak with
shortened breaths, her soul awash with emotion and her body was awash
in sensation.

"It feels so hot! It's turning numb on me!"

"Now for your reward, Mother." he said as he pushed her legs apart
and knelt on the floor between them. Bringing his head to her, he
kissed gently across both of the tortured swells of flesh, feeling
the heat rising from them. John breathed heavily on his mother's
jutting rump meat, licking and nibbling as he went, devouring the hot
flesh with his mouth. Finally he brought his hands up to spread the
twin mounds widely and reveal her tiny puckering nether hole. His
mouth opened and he gently flicked his tongue rapidly across the
wrinkled opening, barely touching the sensitive tissue and sending an
erotic thrill up his mother's spine.

Susan had rarely even been touched back there. Her husband had only
made futile attempts at fingering her bunghole, but she had always
squirmed away from it. Now she was greatly enjoying the anal
attention, and the thought of allowing her son access to that private
spot sent shivers of pleasure through her.

John flattened his tongue over his mother's scat hole and swirled
warm, wet circles over it, massaging her sphincter and sending
delicious jolts of pleasure into her belly. Susan's vaginal muscles
responded by clenching and gripping at the vacancy inside of her. A
slow rivulet of warm cunt cream seeped out from her open chute and
rolled across her clit, heating the swollen knot. The combination of
sensations Susan was feeling were sending her rapidly on her way to a
second orgasm.

"Uh!" Susan grunted as she felt the tip of her son's tongue push it's
way inside of her anal passage. He pushed slowly, allowing her to
fully experience the thrill of being anally penetrated. He pushed as
deep as he could, opening his mouth widely to cover her hole and get
the greatest amount of tongue inside.

Susan shuddered, her ass hole clenching in pleasure from the oral
probing she was receiving. Her son's tongue was alive inside of her,
washing the walls of her shit tube with gentle lapping motions. Susan
began to rock her hips back at him, desperately needing his tongue
deeper inside of her. John picked up the rhythm and pushed his tongue
further into her as she rocked back. It wasn't long before Susan was
being quickly tongue-fucked in her ass. She felt her orgasm start to
build. Then, just as she was about to crest the peak of her pleasure
John pulled his tongue from her and stood.

"Oh, God! John! Please don't stop!" she whined. "I'm about to cum!"

"Not yet, Mother!" he told her as he palmed his prick and looked down
at her. "You're going to cum with my cock buried in your ass. Not my
tongue! Now spread your ass for me!"

"Oh Jesus! John! Be Careful. Please." she cautioned him as she
reached behind with both hands and spread herself wide. "I'm a virgin
back there."

"You'll love getting your ass reamed, Mother! I know you will. All
whores love getting fucked in the ass" John chided her. Spitting into
his hand he smeared his prick to lubricate it. He looked down at his
mother's glistening asshole and saw that it was flexing in
anticipation.

Susan shuddered when she felt the tip of her son's fat cockhead press
at her tight sphincter. She tried to relax the muscle but the
pressure of his slow penetration caused it to tighten in an attempt
to reject the intruder. John grabbed his mothers wagging hips and
pulled them back towards him as he pushed forward. Finally, Susan's
virgin hole opened and accepted the drooling head of her son's fuck
meat.

"Ahhh!" Susan gasped. Although the entry of his cockhead was not
extremely painful, it made her feel full to the point of bursting.
John rocked his prick knob inside of her, stretching the tight little
hole in every direction and sending delicious spasms into Susan's
bowels. She pushed her ass back, accepting a small portion of the
swollen shaft into her.

"That's fucking tight!" John said hotly.

"Oh! God! Yes! Tight!" Susan panted out. Her cunt was on fire with
lust and as her son rocked his cock inside of her, her vaginal walls
picked up the sensations from her shit tube. She knew she would come
very soon and she wanted Johns cock to be fully inside of her when
she did. Taking a deep breath, Susan pushed her ass back on Johns
rigid fuck rod, determined to take it all. She grunted as she impaled
herself a few more inches on it.

"Oh! Yeah! Mom!" John groaned. "Fuck your ass on my cock!"

"I am baby! Oh God! I love it!" she hissed.

"Give me more, Mom!"

Susan tried to push back further but found she couldn't. It felt as
if a brick wall were blocking her from going further.

"I can't, John. It won't go further!" she grunted.

John held his mother's hips tightly and pushed his cock fully into
her as he pulled her backwards.

"Ugh! God! That hurts!" Susan groaned but she gave no resistance to
his pressure. The last few inches of her son's fuck meat slid into
her and stopped, his balls tapping against her hairy labia. Susan's
panting grew rapid and she was beginning to sound like a dog in heat.
This excited John and he slowly pulled back on his cock, enjoying the
sight of her asshole puckering outward around his shaft. Then he
swiftly fucked back into her, causing her to grunt loudly.

"Agh! God, baby! Do me now! Fuck it hard into me!" she groaned as she
suddenly slammed her ass backwards. She had been tempted enough. She
didn't care how much it hurt, she wanted the full length of him
inside, fucking her senseless."

John held her hips against him, flexing his cock muscles inside of
her and causing his prick to twitch.

"Do you want your ass reamed out, Mother?" John prodded her.

"Yes! Ream my ass good. Jab your ass-fucker into my bowels, baby!
Please do it now!" she pleaded with him, almost on the verge of
orgasm.

"You sweet bitch!" he yelled as he pulled back.

John slammed into his mother's shit tube so violently that Susan
almost passed out. She felt as if her intestines had been ripped out
and set on fire. She didn't have the control to fuck back at him now,
instead she held on tightly to the chair as her sons rampaging fuck
tool repeatedly slammed into her.

John noticed his mother's ass hole loosen considerably as he reamed
her, his prick sliding freely in and out of her rectal passage. As
her muscles relaxed, Susan regained enough coordination to rock back
at him slightly. The pain was beginning to subside and was being
replaced by warm spasms of pleasure.

"Oh. So good!" she grunted.

"Yeah! Good!" John was panting and nearing his own orgasm.

The pleasant sensations in Susan's ass spread to her cunt. The
sliding of her son's prick against her rectal walls was being
transmitted to her pussy chute by conduction. She began to writhe
beneath him, causing her ass to squirm delightfully. She squeezed her
anal muscles around him, sucking him in deeper and urging him to cum.

"Oh! Yeah, Mother!" he shouted. "I'm gonna cum soon!"

"Yes! Cum in my ass, John! Fill me up" she urged him.

John fucked faster and harder into his mother's flexing ass, his
balls boiling with hot sperm. He buried himself to his balls in her
when he felt the first jet of cum rocket up from his nuts. He held
fast too her, wanting her to feel the hot sperm as it entered her.

"Do you feel it, Mother? Do you feel my fuck shooting into your
asshole, Mother? You nasty bitch!" he shouted at her.

"Yes! Fill my bowels with your hot fuck! I love it!" she shouted back.

Susan did love it. She felt every burning spurt of boy cum shoot into
her bowels, sending her over her climatic edge in a whirlwind of
sensation.

"Oh! Sweet fucking Jesus! I'm cumming!" she cried. "John, I'm cumming
with you up my ass! Oh! God! How wonderful!"

Susan's rectum sucked and pulled on her son's embedded fuck meat,
urging the last few drops of his spend from him. When they had both
finally been satiated, John fell onto his mother's back kissing and
nibbling at her neck. Susan could only sigh and moan, her pussy still
quivering from the orgasmic eruption.

As Susan stared down at her dangling arms she caught a glimpse of her
wristwatch.

"Oh shit!" she yelped as she realized it was ten after eight. "I'm
late for work!"

John laughed as he pulled his shrinking cock from her ass. Her scat
hole didn't close when he pulled free. Instead it gaped open lewdly,
revealing a sperm filled passage into her bowels. White cream coated
the soft walls and a thick puddle of fuck could be seen deeper inside.

Susan shakily got up from the chair and had to lean on it to maintain
her balance. She felt as if she had been impaled on a telephone pole.
Never in her life had she felt such intense sensations. John
retrieved her panties from the floor and handed them to her. Susan
put them on quickly and did her best to straighten and brush her
clothes.

As they walked to the door Susan said "I've never been late for work!"

"You've never been ass fucked by your son either!" John laughed.

"Or spanked either for that matter!" she grinned as she turned to him.

"Did you like it, Mom?"

"No. I didn't like it, John. I loved it! And I can't wait to do it
again" she told him. "But right now I've got to get to work."

They kissed in the doorway, long and luxuriously before Susan turned
to leave.

"Hurry home, Mom!" John shouted after her. "I'm horny already!"

Susan turned back to see her son grinning wickedly, his eyes trained
on the house next door. Susan turned to see what he was looking at
and gasped when she realized her neighbor, Joe Reese was standing in
his driveway watching and listening to them. She threw caution to the
wind.

"I'm horny for you too, sweetheart!" she shouted, insuring that it
was loud enough for Joe to hear. "I'll be home as soon as possible"
She looked back to see if her neighbor was listening. His knowing
smile indicated he had heard every word and seen her son standing in
the doorway naked, with a wilting hard-on that glistened with
moisture. She jumped into the car and pulled out of the driveway.

As Susan drove through heavy traffic she felt warm, gooey sperm begin
to drain from her well fucked but sore shit tube. It puddle in her
panties, causing the soft material to stick to her skin. By the time
she parked the car at her office Susan's cunt, ass and panties were
soaked in milky white teen cum.

'God that boy has a boatload of sperm!' she thought to herself as she
entered the office.

"Damn!" Susan hissed as she pulled into the driveway that evening.
Joe, the neighbor was standing in his driveway again. She silently
cursed herself for acting so foolishly in front of him earlier that
morning with her incestuous display. Joe stared at her, grinning
lewdly as she got out of the car and closed the door. He waved at her.

"Hi Susan! Nice day!" he yelled to her.

"Hi Joe!" Susan replied, trying to act as neighborly as possible
without showing her embarrassment.

"I think John's waiting anxiously for you." he laughed.

Susan just waved back, acting as if nothing out of the ordinary ever
happened. It was a difficult task for her. Her panties were crusted
over with dried boy cum and her pussy was already starting to drool
in anticipation of the coming evening with her son. Halfway up the
walkway she saw the front door open and John appeared on the porch.
He was wearing only his shorts, and the bulge in his pants made it
obvious to Susan that he was very happy she was home. She smiled at
him in a warm, motherly way as she approached the front door.

John jumped from the porch and grabbed Susan in a tight embrace. She
hugged her son with reservation, not wanting to encourage any sexual
display in front of Joe, but John foiled Susan's attempts at
discretion. He reached behind her as he planted his mouth on her
lips, and raised the hem of her skirt, revealing Susan's pantied ass
to their neighbor.

Susan pulled her lips from John's as she tried to pull her skirt back
down.

"John, Stop that! Mr. Reese is right there! And he can see what your
doing!"

"I know, Mother. That's why I'm doing this!" he told her, as he
turned sideways. "Now pull my prick out and play with it."

Susan tried to pull away from her son but he was much too strong for
her.

"No, John! Not out here in public!" Susan tried to sound angry but
the idea of her son exposing her ass to Joe like this sent wicked
thrills into her belly.

John knew that he was stepping into dangerous territory with his
mother but he felt he could take the chance. Susan, if she were
angry, wouldn't stay angry for long and he knew she would give into
his wishes eventually, whatever they were.

"Take my cock out, now, Mother!" he hissed angrily back at her. "Play
with it now or I'll take a strap to you right out here on the front
lawn!"

Susan trembled. Her son's attitude was completely domineering and she
knew she would not be able to resist his wishes. She glanced behind
her briefly. Joe Reese had moved forward and was now standing in
their driveway, attempting to get a better view of the incestuous
pair. Susan's belly was fluttering wildly with excitement as she
unzipped her son's shorts.

"Oh, God! John." she whispered. "We could be arrested for this. I
hope you know what your doing!"

"Trust me, Mother?" he told her.

"I do, son, but I am very nervous about this," she whispered as she
stroked the budding erection in her hand.

John kissed his mother again, allowing his tongue to probe deep
inside her warm mouth as he pushed the backs of her panties downward,
exposing Susan's delicious ass flesh to Joe. Susan responded hotly by
entwining her tongue with John's and gripping tightly at his swelling
cock meat.

John pulled his mother close to him as they kissed, making her bend
slightly and causing her naked ass to protrude lasciviously outward.
He then grabbed a soft cheek in each hand and pulled them as far
apart as possible.

Susan felt the warm summer breeze slice through the split of her rump
and tickle her sensitive ass pucker. She broke their kiss and looked
behind her again.

Joe had inched his way partway up the walkway and was standing only
ten feet away from them. He had a perfect view of the entire
situation and could even see bits of dried sperm around Susan's
flexing asshole.

"Bravo!" he shouted as he began to applaud.

John laughed at him, but put a finger to his lips to silence the man
and keep any other neighbors from observing them. He let his mother's
skirt fall to cover her. Seeing the disappointment in Joe's eyes,
John stepped away from his mother as his put his prick back in his
pants.

"Show is over, for now, Joe," he said. "Come back around nine tonight
if you want to see more."

Joe waved, glanced at his watch and turned towards his own home.
Susan entered the house with her panties still down around her thighs
and her knees shaking with excitement.

"John!" she said as she turned to him. "How could you do something
like that! We could be arrested! Incest is against the law! He could
call the police and have us both arrested!"

"He won't, Mother." John said calmly as they walked towards the
living room.

"What makes you so sure?" Susan retorted.

"Because, he's getting off on it big time. Didn't you see the huge
bulge in his pants?"

"No, I wasn't looking for it." Susan said flatly. She was beginning
to become annoyed at her son's arrogance. "Why would you want to do
such a thing?"

"For three reasons, Mother!" John was beginning to use his dominant
voice again. When they reached the living room, he turned his mothers
back to the couch.

"One!" he said as pushed her, causing Susan to fall backwards into
the sofa. Her eyes flew wide in surprise. "Because it's dangerous!"

"Two"

John reached down and grabbed his mothers half-mast panties and
pulled violently at them, tearing the thin fabric from her.

"Because it makes me fucking hot!"

Susan caught a glimpse of her son's now rigid fuck pole as it
stretched proudly from his fly. The simulated rape by her son was
causing her cunt muscles to flex in expectation. A thick drool of
fuck lube oozed from her slit. She spread her legs invitingly,
expecting her son to take her hard and fast.

"Three!" John spat as he knelt before her splayed pussy. "Because it
makes YOU hot!"

John used both hands to spread the lips of his mother's furry pussy,
using the brown, curly hairs to stretch her labia wide. Susan's body
jerked as he pulled tight, the tearing sensation in her tender flesh
sending ripples of exquisite delight throughout her cunt. John dipped
his head down into Susan's splayed vulva and flicked his tongue
rapidly at her knotted clit, bouncing the little nub back and forth
with each flick.

Susan shivered as she watched her son tease her clit with his tongue.
She could feel her pleasure knob swelling as he ground his tongue
into it. He cuntal walls were seeping fuck lube and the mouth of her
sex hole was gaping.

John abruptly stopped licking his mother and let his finger take over
the task of teasing her. Looking up at her he said. "There is one
other reason I wanted to invite him over, Mother."

Susan wasn't really interested in Joe Reese at the moment. Her
interest was in her clit, and rightly so. The hot little bulb of
sensitivity had swollen quite large and each time John flicked it
with his finger it caused Susan's body to shake. Reluctantly she
responded to her son's statement.

"What is it, Sweetheart?"

"I want to fuck his daughter." John said, matter-of-factly.

Susan's attention jumped from her son's finger to her son's face.

"Jenny?" she said flatly. "John, you're taking this way to far. She's
only fifteen - a minor and Joe Reese would send us both to prison for
sure. You don't know how he takes care of that girl. He watches her
like a hawk and won't even let her date. He grounded her for a month
one time for being fifteen minutes late. If he found out you did
anything with her, he'd kill you and have me sent away for life.
Please, don't even think about it!"

John flicked harder at his mothers clit, his fingernail scraping the
sensitive tissue almost painfully.

"Do you know why he watches her like a hawk, Mother? Because he wants
to do her just as bad as I do. He's just dying to get his boner
between her legs. And I intend to help him get it there!"

"John, it worries me that you want her, rather than me." Susan
said. "Am I not enough for you? I'll do anything you want, willingly.
You know that!"

"Of course your enough for me, Mother!" John replied
sincerely. "You'll always be my personal and favorite whore, but I'm
nineteen years old. I want to pick every flowery cunt in the garden!
It's only normal you know. And I'd like to bring back a few flower's
for you as well."

"I could never do that!" Susan gasped. "I am straight, John. There is
no way I could ever be with another woman, much less a young girl!"
She had to admit to herself that it was only natural for him to want
to try sex with several different people, but she truly had no desire
to play around with other females.

"Suit yourself, Mother. But I am going after Jenny's ass no matter
what you say." With that John moved his face into Susan's crotch and
opened his mouth. His lips clamped around the base of her clit and he
began sucking, his tongue doing a lewd dance across the knotted bud.

Susan sucked in her breath in delight as an orgasm began to boil in
her belly. Her son's mouth was creating sensations she had never felt
before and her cunt felt as if it were on fire inside of her.

"God! Baby!" Susan moaned. "Your sucking my clit! It's so good! God!
I've never felt anything..."

Susan stopped abruptly when John inserted two fingers into her well-
lubed fuck chute and worked them around. Her legs spread wider as her
son swirled his fingers inside of her, massaging the moist, velvety
walls of her womanhood.

"Uhg! John. I'm going to cum soon! God! Your fingers...so good!"
Susan panted.

"How do you feel about me fucking Jenny now?" John asked her in a
mocking voice.

"Oh! God! John, fuck whomever you want! Just don't ever stop fucking
me!"

John pulled his finger from his mothers gripping cunt and pulled them
up to his nose. He took a good, long whiff of the cream coated
fingers, drawing Susan's attention back to him. Opening his mouth he
slipped his tongue out and washed it across his fingers, licking up
Susan's warm cunt cream and staring into her misty eyes.

"Your pussy tastes so fucking good, Mom!" he said between licks. Your
fuck juice is nice and warm, the way I like it. I'm going to suck it
straight from your slut hole!"

"Oh! Yes, baby! Suck all my juice out of me! Suck me dry! Make my
slut pussy cum!" Susan was ecstatic with lust. Her clit was pulsing
and her pussy was gaping open, waiting for his tongue.

John grabbed his mother's thighs and pushed them back farther,
causing them to spread obscenely as her ass raised upwards. His face
shot down into Susan's heated crotch and his tongue shot directly
into her fuck tube.

"Nyah!" Susan cried as John pushed his tongue deeply into her. She
could feel the satiny probe wiggling inside of her fuck chute as it
pushed inward, causing her sensitive flesh of her cunt to grip and
suck at it. John slid one of his wet fingers down into the crack of
her ass searching for her nether hole. When he found it he pushed
inward gently, opening the mouth of her rectum and gliding deep
within.

Susan cried out with delight at the intrusion into her bowels and
ground her hips upward into her son's face. She felt his tongue press
against the lower wall of her cunt while his finger massaged the
upper tissue of her shit tube. The thin membrane of pleasure that
separated his finger and tongue was sending hot jolts of ecstasy
throughout her body. Her legs tensed and her toes curled downward as
the sparks of orgasm shot through her.

"God! Cumming! Now! God!" she wailed as her chest heaved.

John alternated his tongue massage from top of cunt to bottom, but
his finger insistently rubbed at her fleshy ass-cunt separator. Susan
could only buck her hips and grunt as her body exploded through a
mind-shattering climax. Her sex tube clamped down on John's tongue as
warm, creamy fluid spilled onto his pallet. When he felt his mother's
tight ass hole suck inward on his finger he scraped his nail brutally
across the sensitive rectal tissue, producing searing hot pain to
accompany the riveting orgasm she was having.

Only when John suspended his anal-fingernail torture did Susan's body
begin to relax. It had been one of the most intense orgasms she had
ever had. There was something about the combination of pleasure and
pain that really made Susan cum hard. She wondered about it as she
tried to regain control of her breathing.

"Jesus, John. You make me cum so hard!" she panted.

"Good, Mother. That was just a warm-up!" he replied as he popped his
finger from his mother's clutching asshole.

"God! A warm-up for what?" she asked incredulously.

John stood and pushed his stiff and dripping cock back into his pants
as he said, "For tonight! Remember, were going to have an audience!"

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At nine o'clock sharp the doorbell rang. Susan reluctantly reached
for the doorknob according to her son's directions. She was
completely naked, save for the skimpy red panties John had told her
to wear. The thin triangle of translucent material didn't even begin
to cover her pubic mound and tufts of thick, brown hair were visible
along its edges. The tiny string that ran from the bottom of her
pussy up through the crack of her ass only accented the exposure of
her twin mounds of butt-flesh. Her nipples stuck out hard and thick
as if begging to be pinched, betraying her arousal. Taking a deep
breath she opened the door and blushed hotly as she welcomed her
neighbor into the house.

Joe Reese was not bad looking when he cleaned up. He wore neatly
pressed jeans and a turquoise golf shirt. Susan's heart skipped a
beat as she looked him over. It skipped a second beat when her eyes
caught sight of a nice plump bulge in his crotch.

"Hi Joe." she said, her voice quavering.

Joe whistled as he eyed her up and down, pausing at the right spots
to make her blush further.

"You are one gorgeous woman, Susan," he said admiringly. "I don't
know why I've never noticed before."

Susan's pussy clenched at the compliment and a slight smile crossed
her face.

"Thank you, Joe." she responded. She had never really gotten to know
her neighbor in the time they had lived next door to each other. He
actually seemed like a very nice man.

"John is in the living room," she told him. "Would you like a beer?"

"Sounds great, Susan. Thanks" he replied as he started for the living
room.

As Susan headed for the kitchen she marveled at what a gentleman the
man was. Even with her body lewdly exposed he treated her with
respect. She found she was beginning to like him already and her cunt
agreed with her. Scooping three bottles of beer from the refrigerator
and opening them, she headed back to the living room. The tingling in
her sex helped to subdue her inhibitions and she began to swing her
hips provocatively as she entered the room. John sat on the couch
directly opposite Joe, who was sitting in the easy chair. Susan went
to her son first and bending over in front of him handed him a
bottle. John pulled her head down and pushed his lips to hers,
kissing her passionately as he took the beer.

"Spread you legs, Mother," he whispered to her as he broke the kiss.

Susan did as she was told as John pulled the front of her now wet
panties up into the slit of her cunt. She shivered slightly as an
erotic thrill ran up her spine. Her lusciously thick labia and wetly
matted bush were now fully exposed to her gawking neighbor.

Joe's cock began to swell in his pants as he stared at Susan's
obviously horny sex and protruding ass cheeks. It was the most
beautiful sight he had seen in quite a while. Since his divorce a
year earlier Joe had not dated at all and seeing his beautiful
neighbor's virtually nude body caused his hardening cock to twitch in
his pants. The added perversion of a mother and son swapping spit in
front of him really got his motor running.

"Jeez!" was all he could say as he absentmindedly began to stroke his
crotch.

"Better give Joe a cool one quick, Mom, or he might overheat on us."
John laughed as he released his mother. She turned and walked to her
neighbor.

Joe realized what he was doing and stopped abruptly as Susan leaned
over to hand him his beer. Her breasts fell directly in front of his
face and he almost choked as he gazed at her knotted, brown nipples.
He sighed deeply then licked his lips as their eyes met. Susan felt
her vaginal muscles clench and a large droplet of fuck cream oozed
from inside.

"I'll say it again, Susan. You are one hot woman!"

"Thank you Joe." she responded politely, attempting to hide her
increasing arousal. She returned to sit next to her son on the couch,
splaying her legs widely and leaving her sex vulnerable to Joe's eyes
and her son's hands. Susan was enjoying the horny stares she was
receiving from both men. Feeling that this must be the most perverse
of all sexual acts, Susan tried to logically explain their
relationship.

"John and I are very close," she said timidly as her son began to
tickle the inside of her thigh. Realizing how stupid that sounded she
added, "That is, we really love one another." Susan knew that sounded
stupid also and made another attempt at explaining. "That is..."

"I understand," Joe interrupted. "He makes you horny and that's ok
with me. I don't have a problem with it at all."

Susan could see that he didn't. She was eyeing the rising bulge in
his pants as he spoke.

"Although this is the first time I've seen it, watching a mother and
son fuck around is pretty damn exciting and I really appreciate you
letting me watch."

John just smiled and pulled his mother's panties aside so that he
could dip a single finger between her moist cuntlips. Susan trembled
as he stroked up and down the slit slowly, rubbing across her swollen
clit at the top and dipping into her drooling fuck chute at the
bottom. Her cunt made wet slurping sounds and her hips strained
upward in an attempt to receive more of John's finger inside of her.

Susan was beginning to gasp softly as the heat from her cunt flooded
into her belly.

"How did you two manage to...you know. I mean how did you...", Joe
stuttered out.

"Mom made the mistake of writing down her fantasies in a journal."
John answered him. "I found the journal and it really surprised me to
find out that I'm the object of her darkest fantasies."

John told the whole story, in detail, of their first night together,
all the while working his mother's pussy. Susan's cunt was sopping
with arousal and her clit had swollen into a tight knot. By the time
he finished Joe's erect prick was straining painfully to escape his
increasingly tight jeans.

"So now my mother is my slut." John concluded. "My whore and fuck
toy. What ever I want - I take. If she doesn't give it willingly - I
take it by force."

"You mean you'd rape her if she tried to stop you?" Joe questioned in
awe.

"No, I'd rape her just for the fun of it. But she would probably love
it." John said with emphasis as he jabbed two finger forcefully up
her fuck hole. Susan gasped and rocked her hips in sensuous small
circles. Joe was listening intently to John but his stare was fixed
on Susan's squirming cunt and the fingers that were jabbing into it.
He began openly stroking his prick through his pants.

"You mean that if you told her to lick my balls," Joe hinted, "That
she would willingly do it?"

"Maybe. Maybe not," John shrugged. "It doesn't matter. If I want her
to suck you off, she will. One way or another. Isn't that right
mother?"

"Yes it is, John," she said in a slightly raspy voice. The thought of
giving her neighbor a blowjob both thrilled her and frightened her.
She didn't think she would have to be forced to take his cock into
her mouth. She would go to him willingly and lavish her mouth over
his entire crotch.

"Mom trusts me. She knows that I won't let anything happen to her and
that I will protect her with my life," John continued. "But her body
is mine to use as I see fit." Joe looked up into Susan's glazed eyes.
She was the sexiest woman he had ever seen. Even his ex-wife could
not compare with Susan's sensuous beauty and demeanor. She was like a
work of erotic art to him.

"You are one lucky guy, John!" he said in admiration.

John pulled his fingers from his mothers finger-sucking cunt and
removed his shorts while he spoke, never leaving his seated position
on the sofa. His fully erect cock sprang free and Joe almost jerked
back in surprise when he saw it. The size of it startled him a bit.
The boy had a bigger prick than his own, which was not small by any
means.

"Jeez! I guess your one lucky woman also, Susan," he said to her.

"Yes I am," she replied as she stared wantonly at her son's stiff
phallus.

"Suck me, Mother." John commanded her.

Without hesitation, Susan bent over, into her son's crotch and
brushed her lips slowly down the long shaft of his prick, enjoying
the warm soft texture of his cock skin. As she reached the base of
his fuck pole she snaked her tongue out and began to lap wetly at his
nut-sack, flicking his balls and causing them to jiggle inside his
scrotum. John's cock twitched with each flick of his mother's tongue
and he ground his hips up into her face, straining to receive more
pressure.

Joe's jaw dropped as he watched Susan lather her son's balls with her
tongue. His own cock felt as if it would burst, stuffed inside his
tight fitting jeans. He unbuttoned them to give his prick more room
and looked up for John's approval. John nodded at the man as he
said, "Go ahead and get naked if you want, Mom won't mind!"

Joe looked to Susan for her approval as well but she was too busy
tongue-bathing her son's balls to see him. He stood and pulled his
shirt over his head and tossed it behind the chair. Susan looked up
to watch him undress as she kneaded John's balls with her fingers.
Her cunt spasmed inside of her as Joe peeled down his jeans, slowly
revealing a very full and uncircumcised cock. The shaft wasn't nearly
as long as her son's but it was very fat. The thickness of it along
with the large bulbous head and huge balls swinging below gave a
perversely wicked look to his sex package. Susan quivered as she
gazed at the flaring pisshole and partially foreskin-covered head.
She began to wonder what it would feel like inside of her, that huge
purple cock- head massaging her fuck tube.

As if he was reading her mind, John said, "How would you like to have
that big knob fucking into you, Mother?"

Susan didn't reply with words, instead she raised her head and
pushing her lips over her son's prick and fucked her mouth down on
it. John knew this was a sign of her approval and said, "I think she
likes the idea, Joe."

"I'm glad to here that!" Joe said as he removed his shoes and socks
and finished undressing. He sat back in the chair and watched as
Susan took more and more of John's long prick into her throat.

"Goddamn, John! She's taking the whole fucking thing! That's
fantastic!"

"Mmmm." John replied, enjoying the feeling of his mother's warm mouth
sliding down his rigid cockmeat.

The way her son had slid down into the couch, Susan found she could
lay her cheek on his tight belly and still slide her mouth downward.
She could also now observe Joe and his naked, manly body. Her cunt
muscles began to flex as she watched Joe stroke his thick shaft, the
foreskin sliding further back, as he grew larger. Susan tasted her
son's precum as Joe's cock began to leak milky fluid itself. She
wondered what Joe's sperm tasted like and she wished she could taste
them both at once.

Again, as if he had read her mind John said, "Mom's the best
cocksucker in the world, Joe."

"I can see that. I can almost feel her mouth on my prick now" Joe
replied, his pisshole leaking large amount of fluid as he stroked.

"Would you like to try her mouth?"

"You bet!" the man replied enthusiastically.

Susan began to suck savagely at her son's cock. The thought of Joe's
fat prick in her mouth sent shivers of wicked desire through her and
she shed the last vestige of inhibition. John pulled his mother's
head from his prick allowing her to sit up.

"Would you like to suck that fat cock, Mom?" John asked her gesturing
to Joe's crotch.

"Oh, yes! I want too!" Susan cooed, acting like the perfect whore.
She started to rise, staring at the fat hard cock across the room,
but John pulled her back.

"Tell me, Mother" John hissed.

"Yes, John! I want to suck that fat cock in my mouth!" she breathed.

"Why do you want to suck that prick, Mother?"

"Because I'm a cocksucking whore, John! Your cocksucking whore!"
Susan gasped, amazed at her own vulgar language and boldness. She
thrilled at the filthiness of their act and reached down to frig
herself shamelessly in front of the men.

"Can I suck it, John? Please!" Susan begged. "I want to taste his
sperm!"

Susan was beginning to shake as if chilled, her flexing pussy
dripping thick fuck cream. Her fingers played throughout her sticky
cunt crack and her tongue frequently darted out to lick across her
lips, as she visually adored Joe's hairy crotch.

"Why don't you crawl to him and beg to suck his cock, Mother," he
suggested.

Susan went to the floor on her hands and knees, crawling slowly and
sensuously towards the man. Her ass swayed provocatively and John
began to jack his cock as he watched her move. Joe splayed his legs
open to give Susan easy access to his sex. He couldn't believe this
was happening and that this gorgeous woman was about to beg for his
cock. But he became a believer as Susan approached him.

Susan knelt between Joe's legs and placed her hands on his thighs for
support. Joe hadn't felt a woman's touch in over a year and he began
to stroke himself faster at Susan's touch. The woman realized the
effect she was having on him and gently tickled the insides of his
thighs as she looked up into his eyes.

"Joe, may I please suck your beautiful, fat cock?" Susan asked in a
meek, submissive voice as she reached up to touch his massive balls.

Joe let go of his prick and put his hands on the arms of the chair,
enjoying the attention tremendously. He wanted to draw this wonderful
feeling out as long as possible, unsure if he would ever get another
chance with Susan.

"Just use your hands for a while, Susan," he moaned. "Your hands feel
terrific!"

Susan obliged, her fingers and palms performing a sensuous, massaging
dance across his balls and cock. Joe responded by grinding his hips
upward into her hands and groaning softly. Susan noticed a tiny bead
of cock juice forming at the tip of his large cockhead and, using
both hands, urged it out with a firm upward stroke. She licked her
lips and bent her head to receive the shiny fluid on her tongue. She
pulled her tongue back in and lolled it around in her mouth, wiping
the warm fuck cream around and enjoying the wild animal taste of it.

"Mmmmm" she purred.

"Goddamn! That's good, Susan." Joe groaned. "Lick me, Baby!"

Susan was thrilled at his command and went to work, first lathering
his balls good with her tongue and then washing the fat shaft
completely with her plentiful spit. Joe looked to John and found him
smiling and jacking his long prick up and down quickly. He knew John
was getting off on his mother's horny display and hoped that it would
mean he would be invited over more often.

Looking down at Susan he said, "You are a hot little cock-licker
aren't you?"

"Mmmmmm. Hmmmmm." Susan hummed as she pressed her closed lips to his
wet shaft and slid them quickly up and down the thick cum vein,
sending pulses of pleasure into Joe's swollen balls.

"Jesus!" Joe hissed. "Suck the fuckin' thing for Christ's sake!
Goddamn! What a cocksucker!"

Susan pulled the man's prick forward and looked at the tip. The head
seemed almost too enormous to fit between her lips and the large
flaring piss-hole was dripping with fluid. With disappointment she
realized she would never get the thickness into her throat, no matter
how hard the both of them pushed. She kissed the leaking piss-hole
then opened her mouth as she pushed her head down onto it, feeling
her lips spread impossibly wide as she accepted him into her mouth.
She stopped when her lips passed over the ridge of his cock-head and
sucked deeply on the knob, drawing out more of the man's warm fuck
cream.

Joe shook when he felt Susan's tongue dancing across his piss- hole.
Never had he ever been sucked like this. Even his ex-wife, who was a
decent cocksucker herself, couldn't hold a candle to Susan's expert
mouth. In fact, his ex-wife had rarely been able to get the entire
head of his prick into her mouth. But here was this woman, sucking
voraciously at it as if it were the most delicious bit of fruit she
had ever tasted. He knew he was falling in love with Susan, at least
on a physical level.

"Ooh, yeah, Baby", he moaned. "Fuck my cock with your mouth!"

Susan loved the way he called her 'Baby' with a hot rasp to his
voice. She began a slow up and down movement with her head, pulling
as much of him into her mouth as possible. It was difficult at first,
the huge head scraped wickedly against her back teeth, forcing her
jaw to stretch obscenely around the man's pole. Still she pushed down
as hard as possible without hurting herself, knowing how perverse she
must appear with her mouth spread and distorted. The thought thrilled
her and she reached between her legs to satisfy her own rising
desires.

John could see that his mother was having difficulty with Joe's fat
cock-meat and moved to help her. He knelt behind her, pulling her
hips upward to greet his stiff prick. Pressing his cockhead against
Susan's lubricated cuntlips, he pushed into her, stretching her fiery
hole and filling her with throbbing fuck meat. He hissed sharply as
he slowly penetrated his mother, feeling every inch of her clenching
fuck- muscles bare down on him.

Susan found herself floating somewhere between heaven and earth. Her
lusty mind had taken flight when her son entered her and she was
barely conscious that she was forcing Joe's heavy cock-shaft further
into her throat, needing to feel fuller and fuller as her orgasm rose.

Joe's balls were beginning to boil and he knew he wouldn't last much
longer. Susan was fucking her head further and further onto his prick
and her tongue was doing carnal dances across the base of his shaft
causing him to leak gooey cock-cream almost constantly.

John saw Joe's face go slack and knew the man was ready to blow. He
increased the speed and ferocity with which he fucked his mother.

"Yeah, Mother! You hot little cocksucker!" John yelped. "Eat that
fucking strange prick! Suck it until it explodes in your mouth! Make
him come, Mother! Make him shoot his hot fuck in your mouth!"

"Mmmmmmmmm!" Susan tried to agree but found herself completely gagged
on the invading cock. She rocked back into her son, sliding her mouth
nearly off Joe's fuck-rod, then rocked forward, taking almost the
full length of him in her mouth. Joe began bucking his hips up into
her face as if fucking her splayed mouth. She repeated the motions
time and again, joyously soaking in the exquisite sensation of being
fucked at both ends. Both Joe and her son began shouting filthy
phrases at her as they screwed into her, Joe now bucking his hips
into her face.

"Suck that cock, bitch" screamed John.

"Take that fucking prick in your cunt!" Joe added.

"Fuck us you filthy whore!"

"Eat me, you cum-sucking bitch!"

And so it went, each phrase pushing the trio closer and closer to
their crest as they copulated wildly together.

John was the first to feel the dam burst and plowed into his mother
one last time before spilling his hot load of cock juice into her
gripping fuck channel. Each squirt jetted out of him and splashed
against Susan's cuntal walls, sending hot jolts of pleasure into
Susan's cunt and causing her pussy to convulse. She let out a muffled
scream as her orgasm swept over her, her mouth imitating her pussy
muscles in an attempt to milk the sperm from Joe's balls as she came.

Susan's wickedly uninhibited sperm-sucking attitude was too much for
Joe to withstand. With a final buck, Joe lunged his crotch into
Susan's face and let go with a scream.

"Eat my cum you bitch!" he yelled.

Susan felt a huge goblet of sperm strike the back of her throat and
she almost gagged on the burning fluid. It cooled quickly and
slithered into her belly as the next blast washed through her mouth.
Spurt after spurt of hot, thick sperm flooded into her maw, causing
Susan to moan with delight. When Joe sent his last bit of seed into
her mouth, Susan swallowed, the entire load sliding down her throat
and into her grateful belly.

Joe eased his hips back down into the chair as his cum subsided,
enjoying Susan's nursing mouth as it continued a soft suck on his
slowly deflating pole.

"Wow, Susan! That was incredible!" he moaned as his body relaxed.

Susan didn't hear the compliment. She was still trying to suck more
cum from his prick, slicing her tongue through his sensitive piss-
hole. As his cock deflated, she felt the foreskin loosen and begin to
slide over the huge prick-head. She loved the way it felt in her
mouth and she began a small sucking action to pull it in. Joe's
foreskin stretched over the head and the conical end of it sucked
into Susan's mouth. She pushed her tongue through the opening it
formed and ran it between his prick crown and the taught skin,
sending shivers through Joe's legs. She was rewarded with one more,
slow drool of sperm that ran under her tongue.

John continued to fuck slowly into his mother even after he came, not
allowing her lust to cool.

"Quite a cocksucker! Huh, Joe?" he commented wryly.

"The best I've ever had," Joe replied as he stroked through Susan's
hair.

"So tell me the truth Joe." John appeared serious for the first time.

"About what?"

"About your daughter Jenny. Are you fucking her?"

Susan almost bit down on Joe's cock. The direct, untested question
took her by surprise. It took Joe by surprise even more. He nearly
jumped from his seat. If it hadn't been for Susan's sweet lips
holding his cock he might have leapt to his feet and flattened the
boy.

"What are you talking about?" Joe hissed, attempting to sound angry.

"Just a question, Joe. No big deal. Either your fucking her or your
not."

"No, I'm not!" Joe said emphatically.

"Ever thought about it?"

It took Joe a few minutes to gather his thoughts, unsure of how he
wanted to answer the question. Of course he had thought about sex
with his daughter. As a matter of fact he thought about it quite a
bit. Jenny was, after all a very hot little fifteen-year-old, with a
very cute face and a gorgeous little blossoming body. He had peeked
in on her after she was asleep and had seen various bare body parts
on his nightly visits to her bedroom. Sometimes he would gently slip
a piece of fabric to reveal some tasty little morsel of flesh. Then
he would retreat to his bedroom to relieve himself in privacy. Sure,
he knew he was a pervert for looking at her but that was all he ever
did and he couldn't see the harm in that.

As he thought about his daughter his erection stopped deflating.
Susan noticed the change in his cock and began to nurse more
feverishly on it.

"Well, sure I've thought about it," John finally replied. "But I've
never done anything like that! My God, John, she's only a kid."

"She's fifteen, Joe. She's becoming a woman, and from the looks of
her she's becoming one very quickly."

"Well, that may be, but she is still my daughter!"

"All the more reason for you to be her first!" John reasoned. "Would
you rather she lose her cherry to some high school thug who doesn't
give a shit about her, or her feelings? Or from someone who loves her
deeply and will be gentle and caring?"

That logic hit Joe like a brick in the face. He shuddered as he
imagined his beautiful daughter being pawed brutally by some
inexperienced young delinquent in the back seat of a car. In contrast
his mind wandered to visions of Jenny and himself comfortably
snuggled together in his king-size bed, candles and soft music
playing while they made passionate love together. His cock began to
swell again at the thought.

'That boy should go into politics!" Susan thought to herself as she
felt Joe's thick shaft begin to swell again. 'This kid is going to
have him fucking his own daughter before the night is over.' She was
doing her part as well to entice the man into incest, her tongue and
lips working themselves hotly over his entire fuck package.

"Well, even if I attempted it Jenny would certainly never go for it.
I don't think that kid has a sexual thought in her head." Joe argued.

John smiled as he said, "Don't be so sure, Joe. There are some things
you don't know about Jenny."

"Like what?" he asked, gasping slightly.

Susan had the head of his prick in her mouth, lathering it with her
tongue while her right hand jacked up and down on the shaft. Her left
hand was busy kneading his scrotum, rolling each sensitive ball
between her fingers. She continued her trio of pleasure while the men
talked.

"Well, Jenny does a lot of sun bathing in your backyard." John told
him.

"So what? What does that mean?"

"Well for the last two day's I've been watching her. I can see your
backyard perfectly from my bedroom window."

"What are you some kind of Peeping Tom also?" Joe grunted, unable to
become angry while his prick was being so expertly ravaged by Susan.

"Not really. But Jenny IS beautiful and I like to watch beautiful
women" he retorted.

"So what's your point?"

"She doesn't just sunbath out there, Joe. I've watched her masturbate
several times." John was lying now. He had never seen the girl do
anything but lay in the sun but he was priming Joe's pump, tempting
him with his own daughter.

"What!"

John's cock lurched in Susan's mouth and became rigid as it swelled
further. Susan loved the way it was growing in her mouth, spreading
her cheeks wide again. Her cunt was flowering once more as her son
repeatedly stroked his still hard prick gently in and out of her.

"Yep! I watched your daughter do herself out on your back lawn. Let
me tell you, Joe. She is one horny babe! A couple of times she almost
frigged herself right off the lawn chair."

Joe was picturing the lewd sight of his daughter masturbating while
his neighbor's son looked on, probably jacking off while he watched.
He wondered why he hadn't known this about Jenny.

"How..." Joe started to ask him how she kept him from seeing but John
butted in.

"Most of the time she just slides her hand down her bikini bottoms
and does it quietly but other times she has pulled her bottoms off,
pulled her tits out and openly finger fucked herself right into
heaven."

John stopped talking to let it sink in. Joe's lust drew vivid sexual
pictures of his daughter masturbating like a little slut outdoors.
Those pictures led to visions of her taking his bucking prick like a
little slut outdoors. Those visions and the amazing suck job he was
receiving made Joe an honest man.

"Goddamn. I'd love to see that!" he said before he realized it. He
hadn't planned on admitting his secret desires for his daughter, but
now they were out in the open and he was feeling better about it. He
breathed a sigh of relief at the admission, suddenly feeling a new
bond between himself, Susan and John.

"Admitting it is the first step in getting it, Joe!" John laughed.

"I don't think that will ever happen." Joe replied with a hint of
disappointment in his voice. "I wouldn't even know how to approach
the subject with her."

"You may not have to," John explained. "Mom and I can fix it so that
she'll be tearing your clothes off of you."

Susan's eyes grew large when she heard her name mentioned as a part
of her son's wicked plan. Joe stared at John in disbelief.

"How the hell do you propose to do that, John?" he asked
incredulously.

"Let us baby sit her for one day."

"What do you mean 'baby sit her'? She's fifteen; she'd never go for
having babysitters. Besides, you're probably trying to get her over
here so you can have your way with her." Joe said, unsure if he could
trust the boy's intentions.

"Not true, Joe." John became serious. "I promise you that I will not
touch her the entire time she is here. You are her father. You should
be the first. Just trust Mom and I to take care of her."

"What's in this for you?" he questioned, still suspicious.

"To be honest, Joe, I'd like to be with her too sometime. It would be
great to have the four of us together in this, two couples in any
combination or all four together. This three-way thing is great once
or twice but after that it would become monotonous. Third wheel and
all that stuff."

Susan was deeply impressed by her son's brilliance. He had lured the
man into his trap using her as bate and Joe's own lust for his
daughter as the base. He was closing the trap now by giving Joe an
ultimatum. Either he gives in or he gets no more of Susan's delicious
blow jobs, much less anything else. She tasted Joe's willpower break
down as droplets of precum rolled into her mouth.

Joe weighed the possible outcomes of his decision. If he let them do
what they wanted to do, he could end up with his daughter moving into
his bedroom with him along with free Susan-pussy nearly anytime he
wanted it. If he turned them down he would have nothing but a sore
arm to show for it. It didn't take long for him to decide.

"OK, John. What is your plan?" he asked, running his fingers through
Susan's hair as she pleasured him.

"Leave that to Mom and I. We'll take care of her. I promise that I
won't take her cherry - that will still be well intact when you come
home. Just take Saturday and Sunday to go fishing in the mountains or
something."

John pulled his sawing cock from his mother's hairy cunt and returned
to the couch. Susan whimpered her disappointment and sucked harder on
the prick in her mouth. Joe's hips were beginning to grind slowly
into Susan's face again. He was close to shooting again, his balls
tingling as they swelled.

Joe thought about it for a short moment and then agreed to the
arrangement. He had wanted more details but didn't feel like pushing
it just now. With the expert cocksucking he was receiving from the
boy's mother, he didn't feel like arguing over details.

"How do you propose I convince her that a fifteen-year-old girl needs
a baby-sitter?" Joe asked, his voice raspy.

John smiled and said, "I have a feeling that she wouldn't mind being
babysat by a nineteen-year-old college man! Just tell her that we
offered to let her stay here. If she says no then let her stay home.
Mom and I will bring sex school to her!"

"Alright, John. But neither of you can force her into anything she
doesn't want. And if she wants to go home at any time you must let
her go" Joe said.

"Agreed!"

John rose and walked to where his Joe was having his cock sucked and
leaned down.

"Enjoy him all you want mother. We're about to become a foursome!"

Standing up he stretch his hand to Joe.

"Deal?"

Joe grabbed his hand.

"Deal!"

Both Joe and John grinned broadly at each other then John turned and
walked from the room heading for his bedroom. Joe pulled Susan's face
from his crotch then pulled his legs back revealing his hair- covered
ass crack to her. His balls hung low in their sack and partially
covered the entrance to his shit tube. Susan knew what he expected
and she went to the task with a greedy mouth. Spreading his asscheeks
widely with her hands she eyed the brown puckering hole with lust and
licked her lips. As she pushed her face into him she pushed up with
her nose, raising his hanging scrotum with it. Her tongue lashed out,
sweeping up the crack of his ass to his puckered hole.

Susan lapped at the hole, wetting it thoroughly, the dark hairs
scraping across her tongue and tickling her lips. She liked the wild
animal scent of the man's asshole and the taste of him sent luscious
thrills throughout her sex. She dipped her tongue into it, applying
enough pressure to sink it deeply into his shit tube. She felt the
tiny opening yield to her tongue as Joe groaned with pleasure.

Susan held her tongue inside Joe's asshole for a long time, savoring
the pleasurable taste and thrilling at the way his sphincter muscle
clamped onto her tongue.

"Oh Jesus, Baby! That is so damn good!" John his "Tongue my asshole,
Baby! Tongue my asshole!"

Susan responded by sliding her tongue in and out of the Joe's scat
chute in slow fluid movements, grinding her face deeply into his
crack on the inward thrust. Her nose massaged his balls as they
rolled back and forth over it and her hand had made its way to the
shaft of his prick to stroke it. She pressed her lips around his
sphincter and sucked as her tongue fucked it, drawing the small brown
circle outward and into her mouth. Joe cried out in ecstasy and Susan
thought that he was cumming. But he didn't.

Joe pulled her face from his ass and sat up. Bending over he kissed
Susan deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth fully. Susan obliged by
giving him a willing, wet mouth to explore. He was amazed at himself.
He knew that Susan's mouth had been sex host to her son's cock, Joe's
own cock and his asshole. Had it been any other woman Joe would never
have even thought about kissing her. But he didn't care. This woman
turned him on more that he had ever been and he wanted her in every
way possible.

Pulling his mouth from hers and looking into her eyes, he said, "No
one has ever done that for me before! It was really wonderful! Thank
you, Susan."

"Actually, Joe, I've never done that before either. I enjoyed it
every bit as much as you. But now I want you inside of me. Would you
like to come to my bedroom?"

Joe just nodded and smiled as he rose. Susan took his hand and led
him upstairs to the bed.
As the week progressed so did John's sexual anticipation. He was
taking his mother to new levels of degradation and humiliation. Each
morning Susan left for work with boy cum spilling from between her
scarlet asscheeks. She was in heaven. She loved the wickedness of
their acts and thrilled at the way her son dominated her completely.
He had even gone as far as buying her a leather dog collar and leash.
He would lead her around, her on hands and knees, and call
her 'Bitch', making her pant and whine for his cock. She did it
willingly and did her best to be her son's bitch-in-heat. After their
sessions John would go over his plan for getting Jenny steamed up and
ready for her father. He made Susan repeat her parts over and over
again, to assure that it went as planned. Susan always found herself
wet after their planning sessions and looked forward to the coming
weekend as well.

Joe had called Susan at work several times during the week trying to
arrange a secret rendezvous with her. She had told him each time that
she would be thrilled to be with him but that John was head of the
household and she must obey him. She also was sure to add that she
was sure something could be arranged after the weekend.

As Friday evening arrived and Joe returned from work, Susan and John
waited by the kitchen window, Susan in a short satin robe and John in
jeans and t-shirt. They watched as he packed his fishing gear and
suitcases into the car and kissed his gorgeous daughter goodbye.
Jenny then turned and went back into the house. Both Susan and John
thought she had decided to stay at home but within a few minutes
Jenny reappeared with a small overnight bag, headed for their front
door.

As planned Susan strutted to answer the door, her tail wagging
deliciously at her son as she went. John watched as the short robe
rose up to reveal the tops of her thighs and her panty-clad ass. He
felt the familiar swelling in his jeans as he walked to the living
room.

Jenny Reese smiled as Susan opened the door, her long blonde hair
streaming in the summer air. Susan understood why her son had wanted
to fuck the girl so badly. She was beautiful. Her soft blue eyes
danced as she smiled, giving a warm, sensitive and innocent look to
her. Her white tank top revealed braless budding breasts with puffy
nipples popping out of them and her short denim skirt came barely
halfway to her knees and left Susan wanting to see more.

"Welcome, Jenny!" Susan said brightly to her. "We're so glad you
decided to come stay with us."

"Thank-you" the girl replied. "I really didn't want to stay alone
this weekend. Is John here too?"

"Yes. He's in the living room watching TV." Susan replied, surprised
at how quickly the girl had asked about him. Jenny looked Susan's
scantily clad body up and down as she entered the house.

"Sorry about the robe, Jenny," Susan lied, "but I like to get
comfortable after work and my longer robe is dirty. This was all I
had."

"Oh that's ok Mrs. Morris! I like to be comfortable too." Jenny
replied with a smile. "You're very beautiful."

"Thank you. Jenny! Please, call me Susan. I was just going to start
dinner," she said as they walked into the hallway.

"Can I help you, Susan?" she asked

"Sure! If you'd like. Just drop in and say hello to John he's been
looking forward to you coming."

"Really?" Jenny asked with a smile.

"Sure!" Susan winked at the girl. "I think he has the hots for you -
but don't let him know that I told you. It will just be our secret."

Jenny giggled as she headed for the living room to see the boy she
secretly had a crush on. Susan watched her tight little ass wiggle as
she walked away, admitted to herself that she would love to see that
tight young ass with her son's long prick stuffed into it. Hell, she
would even place the damn thing between her cheeks for him if he
wanted. She felt her cunt warm as she walked to the kitchen and began
to chop vegetables.

Jenny soon joined Susan in the kitchen and in a very few moments both
were chatting like old friends. Susan found the young girl to be very
open and outgoing, which she admired greatly. Jenny found herself
feeling very comfortable with Susan right off and was happy to find
another female she could talk to.

"Did John tell you he liked me or was that just a guess?" Jenny asked
outright.

"No. He actually mentioned it to me but I told him you're not allowed
to date." Susan didn't want to lie to her but didn't want to be
completely honest either.

"Daddy might let me go out with John. He seems to like him a lot and
he's talked about you two all week long."

"Really?" Susan asked. "What do you mean he's talked about us?"

"Well. He told me he thought you were very beautiful woman and he
thinks John is a great kid."

"Hmmm. Maybe he would let you date John then. I suppose that is worth
a try. I have to warn you though. John is nineteen years old and very
horny all the time. I'm sure you would spend at least half of your
date fighting him off."

"Or not!" Jenny replied quickly a little embarrassed by her own
openness. It was just so easy with Susan. She couldn't help but be
honest.

Susan laughed out loud.

"You're not a virgin then?" she asked, a bit shocked.

"Oh I'm still a virgin all right. But not by choice!"

"What do you mean? Surely plenty of boys would love to have you. Your
one of the loveliest girls I've ever seen."

"Thank-you" Jenny blushed again at the compliment. "But they can't
have me if they can't get near me." She was beginning to pout
slightly.

"Perhaps I could speak with your father about letting you date. I
might be able to make him see reason in it." Susan was lying now.

"Really? Would you do that for me?"

"Sure. I mean we girls have to stick together don't we? After all, we
have physical needs too. Don't we?" Susan was trying to pry more
information out of Jenny and it was working.

"Boy, I'll say. I'm horny all the time and I've never even seen a boy
naked - well except for my dad and some pictures he has." Jenny
confessed.

"Your dad? Some pictures?" Susan asked, surprised.

"Well, I can't help it you know. Sometimes when he takes a shower I
peek in on him. He doesn't know it but I watch him wash himself
through the glass door. The first time I did it I was just curious to
see what boys looked like without clothes."

Jenny was blushing deeply now but couldn't hold her tongue still. It
was the first time she felt comfortable talking about this with
anyone. She was amazed at herself and was afraid she would regret her
confessions but still she went on. Susan was becoming aroused at the
girl's story and had to stop working to listen.

"Have you done it more than once," Susan asked her eyes wide with
expectation.

"Yes - a lot!" Jenny put her face down, embarrassed at her
perversion. "I think my daddy is very sexy." She looked up at Susan
then. "Do you think I'm disgusting?"

Susan hand went to the girl's cheek, caressing it as she spoke.

"No. Sweetheart. Of course not. Your father is a very handsome man. I
think he's sexy too. I understand completely."

"You do?"

Jenny looked happily startled at Susan's response and place her hand
over Susan's as it stroke her cheek.

"It makes me feel really perverted and hot when I do it!"

The young girl was becoming stimulated as she remembered her peeping
sessions and she become less and less inhibited. Susan noticed her
glancing momentarily at the high hemline of her robe admiringly.

"Can I ask you a personal question?" Susan asked her.

"Sure."

"Do you masturbate?"

Jenny gulped down air before answering, her voice cracking slightly
at her admission.

"Yes."

"That's good! Masturbation is wonderful. I do it all the time!" Susan
told her. Really she didn't have much time or use for masturbation
now but before John had taken over she had done it plenty.

"I do it all the time too," the girl confessed.

"You said something about pictures?" Susan reminded her.

"Yes. Well, I found some photos Daddy had in his nightstand. They
were pictures of people doing all kinds of sex things. When he's not
home I look at them and masturbate. Do you want to know something
really wicked?"

"Of course I do." Susan smiled. "This is getting me pretty stirred up
to be honest."

"Me too."

"Go on!" Susan urged her.

"Sometimes I like to sniff his underwear after he's worn them. Isn't
that nasty?" she giggled.

"Quite nasty!" Susan grinned. "And quite exciting!"

"I can't help it. It seems like I'm horny all the time. Sometimes I
think I'm a Nympho!"

"Well you and John would make a good couple then!" Susan laughed.

"Gosh! Do you think John would...uhm...you know." Jenny asked meekly.

"Do I think he'd fuck you?" Susan laughed. "He'd love to. And he'd do
it this weekend if he hadn't promised your father he wouldn't touch
you. When John makes a promise, he keeps it."

Disappointment covered Jenny's young face and she drooped her head
again. Susan smiled to herself. Her son's plan was working perfectly.
The young girl had a carrot dangling right in front of her face and
she couldn't reach it. What made it more torturous was the fact that
the carrot was her handsome young son's sexual attentions. She found
herself caring deeply for Jenny and put her arms around her.

"Don't worry now. We'll figure out a way after this weekend! I
promise you."

"Really, Susan?" she asked

"Really. I told you we would stick together didn't I."

They held their embrace for a long moment in silence, enjoying the
tenderness they were sharing. Jenny wondered how the older woman
relieved her sexual urges and started to ask but was interrupted when
John entered the room.

"Anything wrong in here?" He asked, a look of concern on his face.

"No. Just having a little girl to girl chat," Susan told him.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt," he said as he turned to leave.

"No. Don't leave." Jenny begged. "We're finished!"

"Yes. You two set the table. I'll open the wine and bring out the
food." Susan ordered them.

"Wine?" Jenny asked as they pulled dishes and silverware out.

"Yes. We always have wine with dinner." John told her.

"Would you like something else?" Susan asked her as she grabbed the
wine bottle. We have soft drinks and juices as well."

"No. Wine is great." Jenny said, trying to appear mature. She had
never tasted wine before and wasn't sure if she would like it but she
was trying to impress John and would do whatever was necessary.

John was sure to place his mother's plate across the table from his
own and Jenny's, placing his own quite close to the girls. Jenny
thrilled at the closeness of the settings as she realized they would
be sitting together. The girl could feel her pussy moisten with
anticipation as she took her seat. John lit the single candle in the
center of the table and dimmed the lights, creating a sexy glow about
the room. He then returned to the kitchen to help Susan serve the
food.

"How did it go with her?" John asked his mother anxiously.

"Better than we had expected. She has it bad for you, John. Just
remember what you promised her father"

"Don't worry mother," John reassured her as he grabbed the wine
bottle and glasses.

Once all three were seated John offered a toast.

"Here is to new relationships!" he said, raising his glass to Jenny.
Susan raised hers too and smiled sexily at the girl.

Jenny took a small sip of the wine and found that she enjoyed the
fruity taste as well as the heat that it produced in her belly as she
swallowed. She wondered what her daddy would think if he could see
her now, sipping wine with adults while her virgin pussy tingled for
the boy next to her. Maybe he wouldn't see her so much as a little
girl then. Maybe he would let her go out on dates and have more
freedom. It frustrated her that her father didn't see her as the
woman she was becoming.

"You really have grown up over the past year," John told her,
interrupting her silent reflections. "You've gotten very beautiful
and sexy!"

Jenny blushed shyly and said, "Thank-you." Her throat was becoming
dry from his compliments and she rushed to take another swig of wine.
Spreading her thighs slightly and leaning forward in her chair, she
attempted to ignore the rising heat between her legs.

"Well, don't forget, John, she has a very handsome father too, "
Susan smiled.

John laughed and said, "If you say so Mom. I've never had much
interest in men though!"

All three laughed at his comment and John slapped his hand lightly on
Jenny's knee and left it there. Jenny said nothing but placed her
hand on his and held it. Susan could see both kids arm movements and
wondered what was going on under the table.

They talked and laughed as they ate dinner, Jenny thoroughly enjoying
Susan's company as much as she enjoyed John's.

Susan secretly loosened her robe during dinner, allowing her full
cleavage to show as she ate. When their wine glasses were empty,
Susan stood to refill them. As she did, her robe opened slightly,
leaving a two-inch gap in the material. Jenny gazed at the woman's
bared cleavage then let her eyes graze downward to the flimsy panties
she was wearing. Tufts of brown, curly hair poked out of the tight
material and Jenny could easily see the outline of Susan's puffy cunt
lips and the large clit protruding from them. Her eyes were only
drawn away when Susan sat back down.

Jenny realized John was staring at her and grinning lewdly, having
caught the young girl eyeing his mother's sexual goodies. She turned
beet red with embarrassment and lowered her face in shame. She had
never felt this way before. Never had she been attracted to a woman,
but here she was staring hotly at this mature lady's privates with
desire. John stopped grinning and squeezed her knee gently. When she
looked up at him, he just nodded as if he understood. Jenny took a
quick drink of wine, finding the warm liquid comforting, easing her
embarrassment.

"She is quite beautiful. Isn't she?" John said, gazing at his mother.

"Yes, she is." Jenny agreed with him. She would have sworn she'd seen
a hint of lust in John's eyes when he looked at his mother. And
Susan's eyes appeared to go slightly misty as she stared back at him.
A delicious tingle ran down Jenny's back as she looked at the two.

Susan broke the long silence by suggesting they move to the living
room. All three sat together on the couch, John in the middle with
Jenny and Susan on either side. They talked for hours, John and Susan
avoiding any display or conversation of sex. They had pulled the
carrot away from the teenager and were allowing her to stew in her
own lewd thoughts, which Jenny was having plenty of. The wine had
relaxed her and she felt a bit disoriented but not unpleasantly so.
It also helped to stimulate her already horny pussy which was
drooling girl lube from between it's soft lips.

Finally, Susan yawned and stretched, although she wasn't really
tired. She need her son between her legs badly and was letting him
know it.

"I'm going to bed kids," she said as she stood. "Jenny, you can have
John's room and John will sleep on the couch. See you in the
morning." She headed for the stairway but turned back for a moment.

"Oh, Jenny if you need anything at all just let me know."

"Ok Susan. Thank-you!" she smiled.

Susan disappeared up the stairs leaving the two teens alone on the
couch. Jenny was thrilled to be alone with John and prayed that he
would try to kiss her. But John had every intention of keeping his
promise to the girl's father.

"I think you'd better get to bed too. I'll need my couch to sleep on
as well!" he told her.

"Ok."

Jenny tried to smile but her disappointment showed through. She
reluctantly stood and started to leave but John pulled her back and
kissed her quickly on the cheek. Jenny blushed and smiled as she
walked away, holding a hand to her face where he had kissed.

Once in John's bedroom she sat glumly on the bed and kicked off her
shoes. She looked quickly around the room, hoping to see a pair of
John's underwear lying around so that she could at least smell him.
She sprang from the bed when her eyes spotted the pair of women's
underwear on the desk. She picked up the crusty pair of panties and
the book they covered. Unwrapping it she sniffed briefly at the
crotch before opening the book. The stale scent of cunt juice and
piss wafted up into her nose and she found the smell to be slightly
appealing. She sat on the bed as she started to read Susan's diary.
After the first few pages she set the book down and stripped every
stitch of clothing from her body.

Jenny looked at herself in John's full-length mirror. She wished that
her breasts were bigger and fuller like Susan's and she envied the
thick brown hair she had seen wafting out from the woman's panties.
Still, she thought she had a somewhat sexy body. Although her breasts
were not large the areolas were quite puffy and her nipples were
stiff and thick. Her cunny was quite sexy as well. A very sparse
covering of blonde pubic hair did little to cover her vulva. Instead
it only served to exaggerate the small lips and budding clitoris
between them. She admired her ass as she turned. It was firm and
round and swelled out perfectly to meet her flaring hips.

She returned to the bed and sprawled herself out with the book. Lying
face down she spread her legs wide and propped her head up with one
hand. Her other hand snaked down to her needy crotch as she read.

Susan's writings startled Jenny as she read them but they excited her
as well. She envisioned John and his mother in each dark fantasy as
she stroked her fingers through her wet pussy slit. She circled the
budding clitoris with wet fingers and then dipped down into her
virgin fuckhole. She pushed only far enough until she felt the taught
membrane that guarded her womanhood, not wanting to spoil herself
manually.

She flipped to the back of the book and began to read Susan's more
recent confessions and stared in disbelief at them. If what she read
was true then John and Susan were having an incestuous affair. It
saddened her and excited her at the same time. Jenny was afraid John
would not have time for her if all his attention was with Susan yet
the thought of mother and son having sex thrilled her. She pushed the
book aside and rolled onto her back. With her legs wide she flicked
up and down on her sensitive clit urging her young pussy towards
orgasm.

She was in the midst of her self-induced erotic fantasy when she
heard voices. She immediately stopped frigging herself and listened.
It was Susan and John's voices coming from the bedroom next door.

"Yes, Mother! Suck it!" she heard John say. Then she heard Susan's
muted humming along with wet slurping sounds.

'God! She's sucking him off!" Jenny realized. She nearly leapt from
the bed, wanting to run in and join them. Her better judgment won out
and she tiptoed softly to the door instead. Opening it quietly she
stepped into the hallway and padded towards the partially opened door
of Susan's bedroom.

Jenny was trembling with excitement as she peered into the room. She
had to hold her breath to keep from panting out loud. The girl
couldn't believe what she was seeing. There was John sprawled on the
bed, his ass hanging off the edge and his feet flat on the floor.
Susan was kneeling between his legs, her head bobbing up and down
quickly as she sucked her son's long, very hard prick. Jenny gasped
as she stared at John's manhood. It was longer than her father's and
larger than any of the cocks she had seen in pictures. She gazed
hungrily at the large swollen balls that hung below. Watching Susan
take the entire shaft into her throat caused Jenny's pussy to clench,
sending pinpricks of pleasure into her clit. She stroked herself
slowly, not wanting to bring herself off too quickly. She wanted to
see more. Much more.

"Come up here Mother and sit on my cock!" John commanded his mother.
Susan pulled her mouth from her son's fuck tool and climbed onto the
bed. Straddling the boy, she lifted his cock and stroked it between
her wet cunt lips, causing her clit to stiffen with pleasure.

"She's watching us." he whispered to his mother. "And she's naked!"

Susan wanted to turn around. She wanted to see the teenage girl's
nude young body but refrained. Instead she tried to make a good show
for Jenny.

"Ohhh!" she sighed as she felt the wet tip of John's beautiful
cockhead stroke across her clit. "John your cock feels soooooo good
on my clit!"

"Hmmm. Slide down on it, Mother," he told her. "Slide your horny fuck
chute down on my prick!"

Susan leaned forward and positioned the tip of John's fuck meat at
the entrance of her dripping cunt. Sliding down slowly she reached
back and spread her ass cheeks wide to give Jenny a full view of the
fucking.

"Oh! God, John!" she hissed as she took him to the balls. "You feel
so fucking good in my cunt!"

"You like that cock! Don't you mother?"

"Oh yes! God! I love your young cock!" she cried out softly. The
pleasure she was feeling in her belly made her forget about the nude
teenage spectator in the hallway. She rocked back and forth, fucking
her cunt up and down on the long shaft.

John occasionally glanced over at Jenny as she masturbated. The girl
was rapidly rubbing her thumb over her clit while the tip of her
finger stroked shallowly in and out of her virgin hole.

Jenny was beside herself with lust. Her legs were spread a few feet
apart and she squatted lewdly while she pleasured herself, unaware of
how obscene she looked in that position. She worried that she would
be discovered and her new friends would be angry with her for
watching but she was too far into her first orgasm to stop. With a
flutter, Jenny's clit sent a flame of pleasure into her virgin love
tunnel, causing it to spasm as her cum overtook her. She braced
herself against the doorframe as waves of erotic pleasure rolled
through her.

John watched the teenage girl shake as she climaxed, a little fearful
that she might fall. He waited, glancing over to watch as her orgasm
subsided. Jenny's hand dropped to her thigh as she regained control.

John began to meet his mother's thrusts with his own, feeling his
prick throb inside Susan's velvet-lined fuck tube while his balls
tingled.

"That's it, Mom!" he hissed at Susan. "Fuck me like a nasty,
incestuous whore!"

"Yes, John!" Susan cried. "Talk dirty to me! Make me come with your
words!"

John glanced at the doorway once again. Jenny's hand had resumed its
position between her legs and was massaging slowly over her entire
pubic mound.

"Come on, Mother!" John growled deeply. "Fuck my cock your horny,
nasty bitch whore!" Give me that fuck sloppy cunt!"

The words drove Susan on and she slammed onto her son's fuck pole
with renewed enthusiasm. John drove his meat up into her slamming the
swollen head against her cervix and causing his mother to cry out in
ecstasy.

"Fuck me! Fuck me!" Susan cried. "Fuck my horny slut cunt and make it
cum!"

John fucked rapidly upward and Susan fucked quickly downward. They
slammed together somewhere in the middle, causing Susan to shout out
loud as her own orgasm started. Her clutching cunt walls began to
convulse and suck at her son's intruding prick. Large drools of fuck
juice seeped from her spasming hole and rolled onto John's scrotum,
causing it to sparkle in the dim light.

"God! I'm cumming, John," Susan wailed as she ground her hips into
her son. "Cumming so hard..."

Susan hissed and spat out obscene phrases while she rode her wild
orgasm like a bucking bronco.

Jenny licked her lips as she watched the carnal display of incestuous
lust between mother and son. Her second orgasm was approaching
rapidly and she feared it would be so intense she would lose control.
She slowed her self-pleasuring and paced herself so as not to cum to
quickly and give her position away.

As Susan settled down from her pussy-quake she allowed her ass to
rest on her sons thighs. John reach back and stroked his mothers back
as he said, "I want you to eat my cum, Mother. Get on your knees and
suck me again."

Susan pulled her satiated cunt from John's prick and went to her
knees on the floor. John sat up at the edge of the bed to observe his
mother and Jenny. He noticed Jenny's hands had slowed their pace but
was surprised to see how far the girl's legs had spread. He could see
her young pussy perfectly now and his cock jerked in Susan's hand as
she stroked it.

"Suck it, Mother!" he gasped. "Suck the cum out of my balls."

Susan went down on him and swallowed the entire man-sized shaft in
the first gulp. Slowly and sensuously she eased her mouth back off
his prick only to slam quickly back down onto it. She continued the
movement, thrilling at the large gobs of precum as they drooled into
her mouth.

"Suck it fast and hard, Mother! I'm almost there!" he grunted.

Susan fucked her mouth rapidly up and down John's pulsating shaft,
sucking wildly while she bobbed. John felt his balls tighten and
release as the first stream of sperm shot into Susan's mouth.

When Susan felt the hot fluid splash against her tongue she raised
her head, keeping only the knob in her mouth. John's sperm pooled
thickly in his mother's mouth and Susan held it there, enjoying the
sexy taste of it. She wanted to give Jenny a top notch performance
and was not about to waste the finale by swallowing his fuck so
quickly.

When she felt the last bit of her son's spend ooze out of him, she
opened her mouth slightly. Large amounts of hot, white fluid spilled
from her lips and washed down over John's prick coating it in a
glossy froth of jism and spit.

"Ugh! That's fucking hot, Mother! Now lick it clean!

Susan did lick it clean, her tongue making large swipes to scoop up
the spilled jism. After each swipe she swallowed deeply and hummed
loudly in an effort to let Jenny know how good her son's sperm tasted.

Jenny was convinced. Her tongue lolled out of her open mouth in
imitation of Susan's oral feasting. Her fingers had stepped up their
tempo and her hips were rocking to meet the growing desire in her
belly.

Susan finished washing her son's cock and looked up at him in
adoration.

"You taste so good, John!" she moaned. "I could live on just a diet
of your sperm and be perfectly happy."

John pulled his mother too him and kissed her deeply then let her go.

"I'd better head down to the couch in case Jenny wakes up and has to
use the bathroom," he told her. He was making it clear to the young
girl she had better get back to bed or they would see her.

Jenny took the bait and headed quickly and quietly for the bedroom.

"Perfect, Mother!" John whispered in triumph. "You were brilliant!
You should have been a porn actress!"

"It wasn't acting and you know it, John. I only wish I could have
seen her expression!"

"She came at least once and I think she was headed for a second one
when we finished! Anyhow she went back to my room. I'm sure she's
frigging herself like a nymphomaniac right now!" John was grinning
from ear to ear. His devious plan of seduction was working perfectly.

John was correct. Jenny had draped the crotch of Susan's heavily
soiled panties across her face and was licking and sucking at them
greedily while she rubbed her swollen clit. Her lust level had risen
so high that she found the taste of stale piss and woman cum to be
highly erotic and she sucked deeply to absorb more of the mess.

Before long, Jenny bucked her hips upward as her second and more
intense orgasm flooded her. Miraculously, she rode through the cum
without crying out but she had to bite her own lip in order to stifle
the urge to scream. When she finished she pulled the panties from her
face and rolled to her side.

Jenny held Susan's panties close to her face as she drifted off to
sleep, the scent of her new friend comforting to her.

When Jenny awoke Saturday morning Susan was already brewing coffee in
the kitchen, dressed in her short robe again, this time without
panties. She hadn't expected Jenny to be up so early but smiled as
the girl entered the kitchen.

"Good morning Jenny!" she said brightly.

"Good morning."

Jenny was still rubbing the sleep from her eyes as she sat. Susan
poured two cups of coffee and joined the teen at the table.

"Did you sleep well?" she asked as she sat down. Her robe fell open
at the bottom fully exposing her shapely thighs and hairy cunt.

Jenny noticed the naked pussy sitting directly in front of her and
said nothing, although it held her attention for several long
seconds. When she reluctantly pried her eyes from Susan's luscious
looking sex and looked back up she said, "Pretty good I guess, "

"Did you have trouble falling asleep?" Susan asked innocently.

"Well, you and John were pretty loud last night," she said, smiling
up at Susan.

Susan was taken aback. She couldn't believe the kid was being this
forward with her. Her and John had fully intended on Jenny hearing,
and hopefully, seeing everything, but she hadn't expected the girl to
blurt it right out. Susan tried to feign shock and embarrassment.

"Oh my God!" she yelped as she covered her mouth. "You heard us?"

"Yeah. But it's ok. I kind of liked it."

"You did?" she asked, much quieter.

Susan smiled to herself. Everything was out in the open. Now she
could be honest with Jenny. She didn't like lying to the girl now
that she knew her and she was starting to care for her and didn't
want to lose Jenny's trust.

"Yes. It really got me turned on. That's the reason I couldn't
sleep." Jenny said. She was lying to Susan now but only to save
herself from confessing that she had watched them from the hallway.

"I'm so sorry, Jenny. I didn't mean for you to hear any of it. That
son of mine has a constant erection and...well, someone has to take
care of it. I suppose I should have gone downstairs to him but..."

"No! It's OK! Really!" Jenny interrupted. "I really liked it!"

"Did you masturbate while you listened?" Susan asked her, a wicked
grin on her face.

"I had to! It got me so horny listening to you! But I could tell my
cum wasn't nearly as good as yours", Jenny said sheepishly.

"You need the real thing! That's all."

Jenny face turned to a slight pout at the Susan's comment.

"I don't think I'll ever get the real thing now!" she whined.

"Of course you will. Your time is coming. My son can't wait to get
you in the sack!" Susan comforted her.

"Why would he ever want me when he has you? Your beautiful and mature
and experienced and I'm none of those things."

"Your very beautiful, Jenny", Susan said as she took the teenager's
hand.

"Not beautiful like you are Susan! You have full breasts and even a
beautiful, very hairy pussy. I bet you have lots of men." she glanced
down at Susan's crotch as she spoke.

Jenny's mood was sinking rapidly and Susan knew that she had to do
something quickly to keep the conversation on the up beat.

"Stand up, Jenny." she ordered the girl as she stood herself.

Jenny stood slowly and faced Susan wondering what she was up to.

"Take your robe off please," the older woman said.

"What?"

"I wanted to show you something, but if your uncomfortable being
naked in front of me that's ok." With that Susan started to reseat
herself

"No. I'm not uncomfortable." Jenny said nervously. "I've never been
nude in front of anyone before though. You won't laugh at me, will
you?"

"Of course not! If it will put you at ease, I'll remove mine as well.
A female body is certainly nothing to be ashamed of. Especially your
female body, Jenny!"

Susan let her bathrobe slip from her shoulders to the floor and stood
proudly, her breasts pushed outward and her legs parted slightly. She
watched as Jenny slowly and silently remover hers. Susan sucked in
her breath as the girl revealed her young pubescent body.

Jenny's pale skin glowed softly in the morning window light, creating
a beautiful portrait of youthful innocence. Her small breasts jutted
firmly outwards, her puffy nipples taught and thick. Her thin waist
and tight belly curved perfectly into her small hips. Susan hummed as
she gazed at the teenager's vulva. Taking a step back, she bent
slightly to examine Jenny's pussy.

"Well?" Jenny said, expecting an explanation for all this nudity and
visual exploration.

"Jenny," Susan sighed as she moved closer to her, "You are a gorgeous
young girl!"

"No I'm not. I look like a little girl next to you," she complained.

Susan gingerly reached out to stroke a finger across Jenny's breast,
wanting to feel the texture of her nubile tit flesh. The teenager
flinched slightly at her touch, more out of surprise than rejection.

"So soft, Jenny. Your skin is like satin. Feel it!" Susan didn't stop
stroking as the girls fingers joined hers. Jenny's breath caught in
her throat at the touch of Susan's finger as it traced small paths
around her nipple. She felt her tit-nub tighten and small tingles of
pleasure danced through it.

"Mmmm." Jenny moaned unable to hide her pleasure. Her own finger
crossed over Susan's at her nipple and both digits worked together on
the nub as if they were of one mind.

"Your nipples are perfect, Jenny. Large, puffy areolas are a real
turn on for men and you have the puffiest ones I've ever seen."

Susan used two fingers to tweak the hardened bud before sliding her
hand from the girl's breast down to her belly.

"Jenny, you tummy is so soft and your hips flare out perfectly."

Jenny closed her eyes and sighed at the soft touch of Susan's fingers
drawing swirls across and down her belly. Susan knew this was a very
erogenous area and played there for several minutes causing Jenny to
go to her tip-toes in an unconscious effort to move Susan's hand
lower. Not wanting to spoil the mood Susan leaned over and whispered
softly into Jenny's ear as her hand moved downward.

"Just beautiful, Jenny." Susan whispered as she reached the girls
pubic mound. "Such soft, silky pubic hair. It doesn't hide the beauty
of your pussy."

Jenny groaned loudly at Susan's erotic touch, pushing her hips
outward invitingly. Susan found she had to stiffen her willpower to
keep from throwing the teen on the floor and ravishing her with her
mouth. Her own pussy was beginning to drool and her fingers trembled
as they played between Jenny's thighs.

Susan pinched lightly at Jenny's soft labia, pulling on it gently to
stimulate the girl. She was not surprised to feel the wet coating of
teen girl cum between them. She slowly stroked one finger up Jenny's
fuck slit and paused at her clit.

"You have a very sexy clitoris as well, Jenny. It swells beautifully
at a simple touch. That's very nice."

Jenny swayed on her toes as Susan rubbed slow circles on her clit and
then gasped when the pleasuring digit was removed.

"Oh!" Jenny said as she opened her eyes, embarrassed for getting so
hot.

"There now! Don't you feel beautiful after all?" Susan smiled.

Jenny thought for a moment, her mind foggy with desire.

"Yes. Yes I do, Susan! Thank you", she gasped.

A glowing smile appeared on Jenny's face as she beamed up at her new
mother figure.

"It just takes someone else pointing out your beauty to make you feel
better", Susan explained as she reached for her robe. "Now we'd
better go get dressed before that horny son of mine wakes up and
rapes the both of us!"

Jenny's eyes spread wide in disbelief. She couldn't believe that
Susan had taken her this far only to leave her hot and horny. She
desperately wanted to show Susan how beautiful she was and now she
wouldn't get the chance. She disappointedly picked up her robe and
threw it back on. Susan saw her bewilderment but said nothing.

Both girls headed up the stairs to change. When Susan reached her
room, she closed and locked the door. Panting hotly, she sat on the
edge of the bed and tried to regain her composure. What had happened
to her? She had never been attracted sexually to other women but this
young girl had her cunt dripping and her heart pounding. She put her
finger in her mouth and sucked, savoring the taste of Jenny's sweet
pussy froth.

Meanwhile, in the room next door, Jenny was trying to regain her
composure as well. She was completely frustrated. Susan had brought
her to a new level of excitement with her soft, gentle touch and
Jenny's body was aching for more. If only they had been alone in the
house, she was sure Susan would have made love to her. She had seen
the lust in her eyes and knew that Susan too was very excited.

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John, Susan and Jenny spent most of Saturday lounging around lazily,
watching TV and chatting idly about idle things. The sexual tension
in the house was high but Susan and John ignored it. Jenny for her
part couldn't get her mind off of sex. She normally thought about sex
all the time but here it was almost being flaunted at her. She felt
as if her pussy would melt away before she ever had a chance to use
it. She ached for the chance to talk with Susan about her predicament
again but never got the chance.

Early in the evening Susan excused herself and went to bed leaving
the two teenagers alone in the living room. Jenny was relieved when
John didn't send her off to bed as well. Instead he sat close to her
on the couch and put his arm around her. Jenny looked up at him and,
closing her eyes pushed her lips up towards his, expecting him to
kiss her.

"Jenny, listen to me", he said as he pushed her gently away. "I
promised your father I wouldn't do anything with you. I really want
to. Badly. But a promise is a promise and I want him to trust me so
that we can go out together."

"Damn him", she pouted. "If he has his way I'll be a virgin when I'm
forty years old!"

"Your father just loves you a lot and is trying to protect you."

"Does your mother love you, John?" she challenged him.

"Sure. What's that got to do with anything?"

"Well, your mother loves you but she fucks you!"

John's face went a little pink at her candor.

"Yes. I heard you last night and your mom admitted it to me this
morning", she told him.

John smiled wickedly and said, "Yes, it is quite convenient to have a
mom that likes fucking me. Are you saying you want your father to
fuck you?"

"Well, I wouldn't mind it. I think he's very sexy and I don't think
he has been with another woman since my mom."

"Well", he said, avoiding the fact the Joe had been with Susan
earlier that week. "If your father hasn't been laid in that long, he
must be miserable. I can't imagine that he hasn't already ravaged
your hot little body."

"Oh, I don't think would even think about something like that. He's
never even seen me naked!"

"Believe me, Jenny", John told her. "If he hasn't seen you naked it's
because you haven't let him. I have no doubts that your father would
make love to you in a flat second if you gave him the chance."

"You think so?" she asked.

"No doubt!"

Jenny thought about that and John allowed her a brief moment and then
said, "You know, Jenny, that may be just the thing to do!" He tried
to act as if he had just come up with the idea.

"What?" she looked up at him her eyes bright.

"Seduce your dad!"

"Huh?"

Jenny looked a little puzzled. She didn't quite understand why John
was telling her to seduce her father if he himself wanted her.

"Look. If your father were to screw you, he wouldn't really have much
to say if you wanted to do the same thing with me. Would he?"

Jenny thought for a moment and then a light went on in her head. She
suddenly realized she could have both her father and John. For a
moment she was ecstatic but that soon faded as her insecurities took
over.

"He'll never go for it. He has no interest in me that way. Look at
me! Why would he want to do it with a little girl."

"I am looking at you!" John almost shouted. "Your absolutely one of
the hottest chicks I've ever seen! I promise you that if you offer
that sexy body of yours to him, he'll eat it right up!"

"Do you really think so?" Jenny asked mournfully.

"I know he will!"

"Ok! I'll give it a try, but I don't really know what to do. If I
didn't do it right, it might make him angry and ruin the whole thing."

Jenny was unsuccessfully attempting to trick John into 'showing her'
how it should be done, but John didn't take the bait. Instead he
turned the trick back onto the girl.

"Well, I guess Mom and I could show you the basics," he told her. "I
don't think Mom would mind if you watched us."

"That wasn't what I had in mind", she said, pouting again.

"I know, Jenny, but I want to gain your dad's trust and this is the
best way. Now. Do you want to see a demonstration or not?"

Jenny's belly started flutter a bit and she became distinctly aware
of a familiar tingling sensation in her clit.

"Yes! Of course!" she said brightly. She had planned on watching them
with or without their knowledge if opportunity arose but the thought
of watching them with their consent thrilled her even more.

"Ok! Lets go see if we can get Mom to agree!"

Both teenagers rushed up the stairs with excitement and stopped short
just outside the bedroom. Susan was fast asleep with the blankets
pulled up around her. John placed a finger over his lips and then,
bending over, whispered in Jenny's ear.

"Be very quite and stand beside the bed."

Jenny nodded and followed John into the room. Taking a position very
close to Susan's bed she watched John undress. Her virgin pussy began
to slicken with girl cum as she watched him disrobe, drinking in the
sight of his firm muscles and well proportioned young body. She
grinned shyly when he finally exposed his hanging cock and balls to
her.

Jenny was amazed to see that John's penis was very long, even though
it was soft. She wanted desperately to reach out and touch him, to
feel the weight of his large balls, the firmness of the shaft and the
texture of the shiny cockhead at the end. Her face went pink as she
stared at him, embarrassed that she couldn't take her eyes off his
sex.

John lifted his flaccid cock meat and pointed it at Jenny, stroking
back and forth on it a few times jokingly before climbing quietly
onto the bed.

Susan's breasts were rising and falling slowly as John peeled the
blankets off of her. Her nipples were soft and appeared nearly flat
against the large brown areola. Jenny was amazed at how different
they looked now as compared to that morning when they stood out fully
erect. She moved closer still to the bed and leaned her head over to
examine Susan's breasts.

John slowly pulled the blanket further down and stopped only when his
mother's knees were exposed. Susan was wearing a pair of plain, pink
cotton panties and even though they were nothing fancy, she still
looked like an erotic feast waiting to be devoured. Her abundant bush
pushed the material out from her crotch and tufts of the plentiful
cunt fur bordered the triangle of fabric that attempted to hide it.

John's movements pulled Jenny's attention from Susan's crotch and she
watched as he moved his head towards his mother's breasts. His mouth
formed a perfect 'o' as he bent, and when he was just inches away
from the flattened nipple he blew cool air across it.

Jenny was surprised at how quickly Susan's tit responded. The areola
seemed to puff outwards slightly and the nipple rose upward,
extending itself as it swelled. Jenny felt her own little breast buds
rising as well and she wish she could feel John's breath on them.

Soon Susan's left tit-nub was fully erect and John moved his
attentions to her right. As the second nipple grew Susan moaned
softly in her sleep and Jenny's hand went to her own breast,
massaging her own taut nipple through the thin camisole top she was
wearing. John saw the girl's movements and looked up at her.

"Take your top off", he whispered.

"But I thought you said..." Jenny whispered back.

"I promised I wouldn't touch you. I didn't promise I wouldn't look at
you."

Jenny smiled as she peeled off the thin top, excited at the thought
of exposing herself to him. She wondered what other loopholes to the
promise John could come up with.

"Damn!" John hissed softly as he gazed at the fifteen-year-olds
nubile breasts and flower pink nipples. His jaw dropped in admiration
and his tongue swiped across his upper lip wetly.

Jenny smiled as she looked into John's appreciative face. She could
see the hungry look in his eyes as he gazed at her and she loved it.
She wanted to throw herself on bed and beg the boy to ravage her
brutally.

"The pants! Take them off too!" John hissed. His eyes were wide with
excitement and cock was beginning to rise rapidly between his legs.

Jenny stared directly at John's growing fuck rod as she peeled off
her tight jeans and panties. She licked at her lips sensuously,
trying to seduce John into breaking his promise.

"Jesus!" John whispered as he gazed at her completely naked
body. "I'd give anything to be your father!"

"I'd give anything to be your mother tonight!" Jenny giggled softly.
Her inner thighs were beginning to feel sticky and she had to spread
them slightly to stop the distraction. John climbed off the bed and
went to her.

Jenny thought he was going to break his promise to her father and
fuck her silly but was surprised when he went to his knees in front
of her. Tilting his head upward, he put his face within fractions of
an inch of her crotch.

Inhaling deeply, John sniffed the young fresh pussy in front of him.
The sensuous fragrance of Jenny's virgin sex wafted up through his
nostrils, sending warm liquid pleasure into his balls. John's prick
went fully erect in the short few moments he knelt before her.

Jenny's clit tingled with his face so close to it. She could feel his
warm breath blowing gently across the blossoming sex bud when he
exhaled. She was about to rock her hips up at him when they were
interrupted.

"Hey! What are you two doing!"

Both teenagers jerked with surprise when they heard Susan's voice.
John stood and began to laugh as he put his arm around Jenny and
pulled her close. Jenny reached her hand down to touch his cock but
John stopped her, pushing her hand away.

"Sorry, Mom." John said. "Guess I just got carried away. It's a good
thing you stopped us!"

"Well, I wake up in bed with my nipples aching and my cunt frothing,
completely uncovered and the two of you sniffing each other like a
couple of dogs in heat", Susan giggled.

Jenny and John looked at each other and laughed out loud. Taking
Jenny by the hand he led her back to the bed. They both climbed in
with Susan, one on each side of her. Susan propped her back against
the headboard and said, "So what's this all about?"

"Jenny wants a live love-making lesson. I told her I didn't think
you'd mind if she watched. She wants to seduce her father but she's a
little bashful about what to do."

"Hmmmm, Jenny! I'd love for you to watch!" Susan said as she laid a
hand on the girl's lower thigh.

John reached to the nightstand and switched on the lamp throwing a
warm glow across the bed.

"You'll be able to see better with the light on." he said.

"Don't listen to a word of it, Jenny", Susan laughed. "He just wants
to see you better!"

"Guilty!" John pronounced as he raised his hand.

"Lets see. Where should we start?" Susan asked thoughtfully.

"Why don't you show her how to suck cock, Mom." John suggested.

"Somehow I knew you would say that, Darling."

"On the floor, Mother." John said as he stood. "Jenny will get a much
better view that way."

"And so will you", Susan said to him as she climbed out of bed
grinning.

John stood a foot from the side of the bed and Susan went to her
knees in front of him. She looked up at her son as her hands went to
his crotch. With his balls in one hand and his hard shaft in the
other she began a slow massage as she gazed up at her son. Jenny slid
onto her belly and stretched across the bed sideways with her soft,
firm ass jutting upwards. Propping herself up slightly, she stared
intently at Susan and her cock-stroking hands.

"Jenny," Susan said as she played with her sons fuck toys. "What I am
about to do to John is technically called felatio. But when you
wouldn't ever want to use that word with a man unless you were at the
dinner table."

John and Jenny laughed briefly at the comical remark and Susan went
on.

"When your making love with a man it's called 'sucking cock' or 'face-
fucking'. Or a hundred other things!"

"Eating fuck-meat!" added John.

"Sucking cum!" Jenny chimed in.

Susan smiled but said, "No. I'll show you that trick later!"

"Mother! Jesus Christ! Quite talking about it and do it! Suck my cock
now!" John told her.

Susan hummed as she pushed his hard prick up against his belly and
tickled his balls.

"Men love to have their balls licked and sucked, watch!" she said to
Jenny as she extended her tongue to his ball sack. She flicked at his
scrotum softly causing his balls to slide outward in their bag.

"Oh yeah!" John moaned as his eyes closed.

Susan washed her tongue completely over his scrotum covering the dark
hair that covered it in saliva and causing it to matte. She sucked
the coarse hair into her enjoying the way it felt as it slid along
her tongue. She purred contentedly, he warm cunt beginning to tingle.

Jenny was thrilled with Susan's display of cock lust. She stared in
fascination as the woman wetly slurped her son's testicles with her
tongue. Slipping a hand under herself, Jenny began to finger her wet
little sex nub, sending pleasurable vibrations into her virgin hole.

Susan glance upward and saw John's piss-hole flaring, a bead of warm
pre-cum forming at the tip.

"This is one of the best parts, Jenny", Susan said as she tipped
John's cock-shaft down, towards her mouth. She pointed at the liquid
glistening at the tip of John's fuck-knob.

"That's called 'pre-cum'. It's supposed to be for lubrication but I
like to lick it off." she said as she went for the droplet. Pursing
her lips and pressing them not quite to his prick-head, she slowly
jacked upward on his cock. Sucking deeply inward, she managed to suck
a thin rope of fuck-lube from his pisser.

Jenny's jaw dropped as she watched the sticky fluid being sucked into
Susan's mouth.

"What does it taste like?" she asked.

"Mmmmm. It's delicious. Really sexy tasting."

"I can't wait to try it!" the teenager said.

John looked down at Jenny and noticed that her hips were gyrating
slightly, causing her precious ass to rise and fall sensuously as she
rubbed her slit from underneath. John distinctly heard the sloppy wet
sounds she was making with her fingers.

"After giving his balls a good workout," Susan instructed, "its best
to lick him all over. You can even work some more of his cock juice
out if you do it right."

Susan's lips parted as her mouth went to the base of her son's prick.
With her tongue she found the bottom of his cum vein, and wrapping
her lips over it, slid upwards. Her tongue lapped back and forth
across the thick tube as she ran her mouth up to the head and back
down. After three strokes with her wet lips, another larger goblet of
fuck lube ran out of the boy's piss-hole, which she scooped up with
her tongue and swallowed.

"Susan, you look so sexy doing that!" Jenny moaned, her hand working
furiously at her pussy.

"You look sexy doing that", John told Jenny. "Why don't you let us
see"?

Jenny blushed but pulled herself up and sat on the edge of the bed,
her legs spread very wide. John could see the girls glistening labia
had swelled and parted, giving him a good view of her luscious fuck-
slot. Her clit stood out knotted and wet as she teased it.

"Oh yeah! That's much better! Look, Mom. Her pussy is like a flower.
Just waiting to be pollinated." John said.

Susan turned her head slightly to look at the girl. She moaned softly
at the sight of Jenny's open sex. She wanted to reach out and touch
it and taste it, but restrained herself. She took John's cock into
her mouth as she watched Jenny masturbate, her hand slipping down
between her own legs to play.

"This is what is called 'sucking cock', Jenny", John said, taking
over the instructional end of the lesson. "And Mom is the best cock
sucker in the whole world, so pay attention."

Jenny did. She paid very close attention as Susan's head bobbed up
and down on her son's prick in slow, shallow strokes. The girl's
mouth watered as she imagined how wonderful his hard, wet shaft would
feel sliding in and out of her mouth. Her jaw had gone slack and her
mouth hung open as her tongue slid unconsciously across her lips.

Susan was giving a brilliant demonstration of pure cock-lust. She
slid John's cock further and further into her mouth with each bob of
her head, leaving glistening trails of saliva as she slid back. She
took as much cock into her mouth as possible but stopped when she
felt her son's prick touch the entrance of her throat. She paused
briefly and glanced at Jenny then, in a slow, smooth motion, she
lowered her face into her son's belly, forcing the full length of his
shaft into her throat. Male pubic hairs filled her nostrils and
scraped wickedly across her lips and chin.

"Ugh! Fuck, Mother! Eat it!" John hissed as he grabbed her head and
held it in place. "Goddamn! Fucking cock-whore bitch!"

Susan moaned, loudly around her son's fuck-pole as he ground his hips
into her face. She loved the way John used her mouth as if it were
another cunt. His vile language, always exciting to her, was even
more stimulating in front of Jenny. Susan pulled her mouth from
John's prick, a long string of saliva and sperm still connecting them.

"Yes. I'm your cock-whore, John! A nasty little fuck toy for you to
use as you wish!" Susan moaned.

"Oh! Oh! Gosh! Oh!" Jenny groaned loudly.

John and Susan looked at the young girl. Her legs had stiffened and
were sticking straight off the bed, her feet pointing straight out
and her toes curled painfully down. Jenny's hand was nearly beating
at her clit as she approached her orgasm. John and Susan watched in
amazement as the teenager lost control, her entire body shaking
wildly. Her young cunt was spread obscenely outward, the lips swollen
and wet and they could see the small entry to her cunt flexing open
and closed as if attempting to suck inward.

"Cumming! I'm cumming!" Jenny cried out as her orgasm hit her. The
words had done it. Those dirty words they were using sent her quickly
over the top of her sexual peak and John and Susan knew it.

"Look at that little slut cum, Mother!" John said, more for Jenny's
benefit than for Susan's.

"Oh! Gosh!" Jenny cried, her orgasm rising even higher.

Susan caught on quickly and joined in.

"She's such a horny little bitch! Look at her, fucking herself in
front of us with no shame!" she put in.

"I think she'll be a great little 'Daddy-whore' by tomorrow night!"
John said.

"Goooooood!" Jenny screamed. Her body stiffened again and her head
slammed back onto the bed. Her clit was sending electric jolts of
pleasure up into her brain. The pleasure jolts were sent back down as
degraded, filthy thoughts. She thought the pleasure would never end
and she had to pinch at her clit tightly to stop the cumming.

When she finally had settled down enough to begin breathing normally
again she sat back up and looked at John and Susan, shaking her head.

"I've never had a cum that good before!" she said timidly.

"It was the nasty talk. Wasn't it?" Susan asked her, still stroking
her son's prick slowly.

"I think so!" Jenny replied.

"It does it to me too!" Susan confessed. "I love it when he talks
dirty to me."

"Enough talking!" John broke in. "I want some of that hot mommy cunt
wrapped around this hard fucking pole and I want it now, bitch! So
get up on the bed and spread that slut fuck-hole open for me."

Jenny almost creamed again when she heard the words coming from his
mouth. Susan did too, and jumped onto the bed quickly. Jenny had to
move close to the edge to give her room but once Susan was in
position with her legs spread widely, she moved up along side of the
woman on the bed. John crawled between his mother's legs, pushed his
face into her dripping cunt-slit and began mouthing her hungrily, his
tongue lapping up the abundant cunt cream as it oozed from her fuck
canal.

"Oh yes! Eat me!" she moaned. Closing her eyes, she laid a hand on
Jenny's nearby knee and stroked softly.

Jenny trembled at Susan's touch and felt her virgin cunt walls start
to flex once again. The older woman's delicate touch sent warm
tingles into her belly and Jenny responded by letting out a soft
moan. She gazed down at Susan's breasts as they heaved. They looked
delicious to the young girl, and Jenny had to fight back the urge to
kiss them. Instead she let a hand slide onto Susan's belly where it
stroked for a few seconds before inching it's way up to her breast.
She let her fingers dance lightly around on Susan's warm tit-flesh
avoiding the woman's nipple at first. She scratched her nail softly
around the brown areola, watching, as the swollen little nub on top
grew even fuller. Finally her thumb and index finger reached for
Susan's nipple, squeezing it lightly then pulling on it.

Susan hissed in a breath as the two teenagers pleasured her, her son
sucking deliciously on her clit while Jenny tweaked and pulled at her
tits. She was rising rapidly towards a quick climax, her lust rising
with each second.

"Talk dirty to me, Jenny!" Susan groaned. "Tell me what a dirty slut
I am!"

"You are Susan! You're a dirty slut!" she repeated the words Susan
had given her. She realized that echoing Susan sounded stupid and
inexperience and she paused as she tried to think of something
original.

"I can't think of what to say," she said, giggling a little.

"Just say what you're thinking, Baby!" Susan hissed. She was rotating
her hips in rhythm with her son's clit licking as she arched her back
to offer her nipples to Jenny.

When Jenny saw Susan's back arch upward she new what to do.

"Do you want me to kiss your nipples Susan?" she asked softly.

"Oh, God! Yes, Jenny!" the woman hissed back.

Jenny squeezed Susan's nipple tightly and pulled, a wickedly evil
thrill running through her.

"You want me to suck your tits?" she asked in a taunting voice.

"Yes! Please! Suck my tits!"

"Your such a horny bitch, you'd let me suck your tits?"

Susan was enjoying the badgering that Jenny was giving her and she
slid her hand down the youngster's leg in search of her virgin pussy.
With her eyes closed she easily found the gooey slit of Jenny's cunt.
She stroked upwards until she reached the girls swollen clit and
began to rub.

"That's it! Rub my pussy, Bitch!" Jenny chided her. Rub my horny cunt
and make me cum."

When John heard those words he pulled his mouth from his mother's
clit with a pop and looked up to Jenny. Sure enough his mother's
thumb was busily sliding up and down the girls slit, pausing at the
top to circle the budding clitoris with small circular strokes. He
returned to his mother's frothing cunt and sucked her clit in deeply,
flicking his tongue back and for across the tip as he sucked.

Susan arched her hips upwards, into her son's face as if trying to
get her whole vulva into his mouth.

"I'm gonna cum!" Susan groaned as her body trembled.

Jenny saw the woman's passion rise to it's peak and pinched fiercely
on her nipple while twisting it, causing Susan to yelp with pleasure.

"Your such a nasty slut, Susan!" Jenny said. "I love you, you dirty
whore!"

With those words Susan's clit fluttered in her son's mouth and her
fuck muscles clamped down in ecstasy. Sharp tendrils of pleasure shot
out from her cunt and spread throughout her body, sending her flying
over the edge.

"I'm cumming! God! Yes, Jenny! I'm..."

Susan's yelping was interrupted as Jenny bent over and pressed her
lips forcefully against Susan's, her tongue poking it's way into the
woman's warm mouth. Susan groaned deeply as her arms went around the
girl and she pulled her close. Their breasts pressed into each other,
Susan's long thick nipples poking deliciously into Jenny's firm tit-
meat while the teenager's pointed little cherries poked back. She
welcomed Jenny's tongue into her mouth with a warm flood of saliva,
which Jenny swirled it in, drinking in the hot taste of the woman's
cock-flavored spit.

The bed rocked viciously back and forth as Susan rode a wild orgasm,
her hips and head bucking savagely into John and Jenny. John's mouth
was in danger of being stuffed with mother cunt and Jenny's tongue
was in danger of being sucked out of her throat. Both kids held on
tightly as Susan rocketed through her orgasm, her mind lost in
pleasure.

As Susan finally settled down, Jenny broke their kiss and John raised
his head.

"Wow! That was a good one, Mom! You came all over my face!" John
laughed softly.

Jenny looked over and, sure enough, John's mouth, nose and chin were
covered in warm creamy cunt juice. She reached her index finger out
and swiped off a glob of the frothy fuck-lube, sucked it into her
mouth and moaned with delight. Both John and Susan looked at each
other and smiled. They had brought out the true slut in the girl and
now she was ready for her father.

John allowed Jenny to help him place his cock at the entrance to his
mother's pussy. She wrapped her fingers gingerly around his shaft and
pointed the throbbing pole directly at Susan's gaping cunt hole. When
John had pushed the drooling head of his cock inside his mother,
Jenny slid her hand up to Susan's clit. She massaged the mature nub
slowly as John began his fucking motion. Susan's hand returned to
Jenny's own little clit and soon the three were grinding their hips
and spurting obscenities at each other.

Susan came first, her pleasure filled cunt sucking on her son's prick
as she bucked into him. The sight of Susan and Jenny diddling each
other's twats brought John to the brink and he yelled out.

"I'm gonna cum you fucking whores!"

Susan grabbed his hips and stopped his bucking abruptly.

"In my mouth! Shoot your sperm in my mouth, John!" she yelled.

John quickly pulled his prick out of her gripping fuck-chute and
climbed up to straddle his mother. Jenny moved back slightly to allow
them more room, and herself a better view. She watch excitedly as
John jacked his cock into his mother's open mouth. He felt his balls
tighten as they pulled upwards in their sack. Then, with an explosive
rush, his cock jerked and his balls released. A long, thick stream of
white-hot sperm shot from his rigid meat and landed directly in
Susan's mouth. Before the first one was gone, John felt the second
blast and watched as his cum pooled up in his mother's mouth.

"Yeah! Eat my fuck, Mom! Eat it!" he cried.

Susan took it completely in her mouth, every last blast of her son's
cock juice scalding her open maw. She gurgled deliciously on the hot
cream as it filled her mouth. When John was spent he wiped the tip of
his cock in his mother's face, spreading the last bit of jism across
her cheek.

Susan closed her lips and sat up, her mouth still full of her son's
warm fuck juice. She reached out for Jenny and pulled her close,
pressing her lips tight to the girl's mouth. Jenny realized what
Susan was doing as soon as she felt Susan's cum covered tongue on her
lips. She opened her mouth and sucked it in, tasting male sperm for
the first time in her life.

Jenny groaned as she sucked on Susan's tongue, thrilling at the
strong animal taste of John's spermy fluid. When Susan was sure that
Jenny was enjoying the flavor and sensation she opened her mouth,
allowing a slow cascade of thick warm boy-cum to fall into the
teenager's hungry mouth.

Jenny was thrilled beyond belief. At last she had been able to taste
a man's jism. She accepted every drop into her mouth excitedly,
moaning deliriously in pleasure. When Susan had emptied the entire
load into her mouth, Jenny swallowed, her belly fluttering as the
warm puddle slid down her throat. Her tongue shot into Susan's empty
mouth searching for remnants of the liquid.

Woman and virgin kissed deeply, intimately swapping their sperm-
flavored spit between them. John let them have a long moment together
as he headed for the bathroom to pee.

With the demonstration finished Susan sent John and Jenny off to
their respective beds and curled up to fall asleep.

Jenny stood above the sleeping woman and marveled at the way Susan's
skin glowed with the sunlight that streaked through the window. She
placed the coffee tray she had brought onto the nightstand and poured
two cups of the brew. She gazed at Susan as she slept, flat on her
belly, the sheets pulled down to her thighs. Her plush ass cheeks
jutted upward as if begging to be caressed.

Jenny screwed up her courage and, sitting on the bed, placed her
fingertips on Susan's smooth ass flesh. Gently, she stroked over one
cheek and then the other, her belly fluttering with desire. Susan
groaned lightly in her sleep at Jenny's touch and seemed to push
backwards into her hand, slightly. Finally she cast her inhibitions
and fears aside and bent her head down to Susan's exposed rear. She
brushed her cheek across the left globe of ass flesh, moving across
to the right as she turned her head. The thick scent of the woman's
behind filled Jenny's nostrils as she passed over the luscious crack,
causing her to pause for a second whiff.

Susan smelled so sexy to Jenny. Even her behind! She placed her hands
into the center of the sleeping woman's rear and spread both cheeks
wide, revealing the tiny brown pucker of her asshole. Jenny stared
lustfully as Susan's sphincter flexed before her as if inviting her
in. She took the invitation gratefully and dipped her face into the
anal spread. Her tongue licked gently and tentatively at the small
hole first testing for texture then for tasted. Flattening her
tongue, she swiped up the length of Susan's crack several times,
wetting it with her saliva. At last she pointed her tongue and dipped
into the little hole. She found she had to apply a good deal of
pressure to overcome the clenching ass muscle.

Jenny persisted with her probe and soon had the length of her tongue
buried deep in the Susan's asshole. She was surprised to find the
taste not at all repulsive and in fact though it was quite sexy.

"Mmmmmm", Susan moaned as she awoke from a blissful dream. She felt
the small, soft hands holding her open and knew that it was Jenny
that was giving her the pleasure. She kept her eyes closed for
several long minutes, allowing the teenager to suck and probe to her
hearts content.

Jenny's tongue waggled hungrily inside Susan's warm scat tube,
lapping at the sensitive walls, her lips sucking around the delicate
hole. She realized Susan had awoken when she felt the delicious ass
pushing back at her, accepting an even deeper probe. Jenny was
thrilled that Susan was allowing this very intimate act between them.
She hoped it meant that there would be more. Her virgin pussy was
drooling warm girl cum and her own asshole was clenching in sympathy
with Susan's.

"What a wonderful way to wake someone, Jenny" Susan mewled. But you
had better give me a chance to get my eyes open or I'll cum before
we've had our morning coffee."

Jenny reluctantly pulled her tongue from Susan's anal passage and sat
upright.

"Good morning, Susan!" Jenny was glowing brightly.

Sitting up Susan pulled the girl close and kissed her deeply, the
taste of her own ass in Jenny's mouth. Her tongue dove inward and
lapped deliciously at the faint taste of scat in the teenager's mouth.

"Mmmm" Susan said as she broke the kiss. "Your mouth tastes really
sexy, Jenny!"

"So does your ass!" Jenny giggled back. She retrieved the two cups
and passed one to Susan.

"I think we're going to have to keep you here with us, Jenny." Susan
said between sips. "I don't ever remember being awakened so nicely.
And then to be served coffee in bed! It's enough to spoil me you
know!"

"I'd love to spoil you Susan." the girl confessed. "I have never
been...uh...you know."

"Attracted to a woman?" Susan asked.

"Yes. That's what I mean."

"Well neither have I!" Susan told her. "But with you Jenny...you just
really get my blood flowing. You're so beautiful that I can't help
but want you sexually!"

"Boy! I'm so glad to hear you say that. I was afraid you wouldn't
feel the same way."

"Well, I do, Jenny. I feel exactly the same way!"

Jenny bent and placed a feather-light kiss on Susan's cheek, a tear
forming in her eye. It was a tear of happiness. Susan brushed it away
with her finger and caressed the young girls cheek gently.

"Tonight is your big night, Jenny." Susan told her. "Are you excited?"

Jenny grinned widely and said, "Uh huh! Really excited! But..." She
stopped short unsure of how to phrase her feelings.

"What is it?" Susan asked, seeing the doubt in Jenny's eyes.

"I mean, how am I ever going to get Daddy to...you know."

"Fuck you?"

"Yes, Fuck me!" Jenny said, giddy with embarrassment.

"Well, you'll have to be the one to seduce him. Father's are funny
about that kind of stuff. They don't want to hurt their relationship
with their daughter's. You'll have to make it clear to him what you
want."

"How can I do that?" Jenny asked incredulously. "It's not like I can
walk up to him, kiss him on the cheek and say 'Hi Daddy! Wanna fuck
me?'"

"No you certainly can't!" Susan joked. "But you could give him a big
sloppy French kiss and say 'Hi Daddy! My horny little slut cunt is
just dripping for your big cock!"

Both girls laughed at the ridiculousness of the statement.

"No. Really, Susan how am I ever going to seduce him? I've never done
anything like that before."

"Hmmmm. Let's think about this for a moment." Susan said and the both
of them went to thinking of ways to get her father in bed. Susan knew
it wouldn't matter what the girl did. Her father was as ready as
Jenny was and all that it would take would be a small spark to start
the fires. She thought about her first night with her son and how she
had danced lewdly before him and how heated up the boy had gotten
watching her.

"Jenny, do you like to dance?" she asked her.

"Yes! I love to dance. Doesn't everyone?"

"I think I may have the perfect solution for you then."

"Tell me!"

Jenny was all smiles as they planned the seduction of her father, her
pussy quivering as Susan described what she should do.

"We need to go clothes shopping as soon as the mall opens." she told
the girl. "You need something sexy that your father has never seen
you in before. Then we'll need to rehearse your dance, probably at
your house. We don't need that horny son of mine pawing you while we
rehearse."

"Daddy told me he wouldn't be home until eight o'clock tonight. That
should give us plenty of time to practice."

"I'll cook for you and bring the dinner over at seven-thirty. That
way you don't have to worry about cooking for him and you can
concentrate looking sexy."

"Susan, your so good to me! I really am beginning to love you!" Jenny
said softly.

"And I love you, Sweetheart", Susan said as she set down her
cup. "Now come into my arms and make love with me. I made no promises
to your father."

Jenny almost swooned when Susan said it, her tummy fluttering wildly
with anticipation. She put down the cup and removed her robe. She was
completely nude beneath it and Susan devoured the girls tender young
flesh with hungry eyes.

Jenny laid down facing Susan on her side. They kissed passionately
for a long time, their tongues playing languidly in each other's
mouths, their hands caressing and exploring the most intimate of
areas.

Jenny daringly slipped her hand from Susan's long, hard nipple, down
her belly and onto the triangular patch of thick cunt hair. Her
fingers combed through the abundant bush pulling gently upward on a
few strands and sending a delicious tingle throughout Susan's pussy.

"So soft and thick", Jenny moaned as she looked down at the large
crop of brown hair covering Susan's vulva. Her hand ventured further
downward until she found the moist slit that separate Susan's puffy
sex lips. It was the first time she had ever touched another female's
vagina and it thrilled her wickedly. She stroked up to Susan's
clitoris and flicked at the little pleasure nub, urging it to grow
even tighter.

"Oh. Yes, Sweetheart! Touch me there!" Susan moaned softly as her own
hand went between Jenny's legs.

Jenny's breath caught in her throat when Susan touched her, the more
experienced woman's finesse sending erotic sparks into her virgin
hole.

"Oh! Susan! You're touching my pussy!" she gasped. "It
feels...so...good. I never felt..." Jenny was having problems getting
the words out.

"You shouldn't be so bashful about talking dirty, Jenny." Susan
whispered as she rolled Jenny's soft clit in her fingers. "You can
say all the nasty words you want when your having sex. It really
turns me on and your father will love it!"

"I've never talked that way before, really! Jenny gasped, her hips
grinding sensuously into Susan's hand. "Well, at least not out loud."

"Well you better learn!" Susan said with emphasis, her thumb pressing
into Jenny's slick pleasure nub. "Repeat after me! Cunt!"

"Cunt!" Jenny repeated, a little hesitant.

"Blurt it out Jenny. A cunt is a beautiful thing. Now say it proudly
like a true little slut."

"Cunt!" Jenny hissed loudly, the sound of her own voice sending
shockwaves of lust through her.

"Cock!" Susan hissed into the girl's misty eyes.

"Cock!" Jenny hissed back, wickedly aroused.

"Fuck!" Susan panted.

"Fuck!" Jenny cried as she slid two fingers down the Susan's frothy
slit and fucked them into her cunt. She plunged deep, exploring the
depths of the mature cunt excitedly. Her hand had never been fully
inside her own pussy because she didn't want to damage her hymen. Now
she could feel ever ripple in the soft vaginal lining that was
gripping her fingers so ferociously. She pushed back and felt Susan's
cervix against her fingertips. She scratched lightly at the squishy
tissue sending a flood of warm cunt juice around her fingers.

Susan's breasts heaved as she felt the teenager delving deeply into
her womanhood. Her cunt quivered and throbbed as the beautiful young
girl massaged the sensitive walls of her fuck-hole.

Jenny pulled her fingers free of Susan's warm cunt and brought them
to her mouth. She licked all over the sticky digits, lapping up
Susan's frothy cunt cream with her hungry mouth.

"Taste good?" Susan asked.

"Mmmmm." was all Jenny could say as she swirled her finger in her
mouth, sucking off the last bit of Susan's cum.

Jenny pushed her hand into her own crotch, poking two fingers into
her neglected cunny. Susan watched with delight as the girl tried to
soak her fingers in her own cum. She marveled at how different the
girl's fuck juice was from her own. Jenny's seemed to be much thinner
and clearer than her own frothy-white cunt cream.

Susan's mouth was open, her wet tongue swiping across her lips
apprehensively. Jenny brought her hand to Susan's mouth and Susan
sucked greedily on it.

"I want to kiss your pussy, Susan." Jenny whispered when her fingers
had been licked clean.

"No you don't." Susan objected. "You want to suck my cunt!"

"Yes, I do! I want to suck your nasty, slut cunt"

"Much better!" Susan smiled. "And I want to eat your little virgin
fuck hole as well!"

Susan turned around with her head at the foot of the bed and pulled
Jenny on top of her, the girl's small cunt directly over her face.
Susan had never eaten pussy before but she knew what she liked and
she did her best to please Jenny. She moved slowly over the girl's
vulva with her tongue and lips bringing loud moans of ecstasy from
Jenny's throat.

Jenny was trying to imitate Susan's loving mouth as she sucked gently
on the older woman's clit, but Susan's lavishing tongue work had the
teenager climbing quickly to a sexual crest, and Jenny was having a
hard time concentrating on the hairy cunt in front of her.

As Susan noticed Jenny's hips start to rock, she grabbed the girl's
ass and pulled her in tight. Her tongue dug past the soft folds of
her sex-lips and into the small virgin hole between them until it
sensed the thin membrane that guarded the teenager's womanhood. She
tapped lightly on it with the tip of her tongue, savoring the texture
and taste of Jenny's virginity.

Jenny stiffened, her cunt clutching at Susan's soft warm tongue. She
wanted to pull it in deeper, to feel it fill her with its softness.
Her face went down and her own tongue sank into Susan's slick love
canal, lapping hungrily at the velvety walls as she jabbed it in and
out.

Both women held tight to each other as they sucked and licked,
bringing each other to a wild state of arousal. Jenny gasped and quit
sucking hen Susan slipped her thumb between her ass cheeks. She
massaged slowly and gently around Jenny's tiny asshole as her tongue
probed the girl's drooling pussy. When Jenny screamed out that she
was going to cum, Susan pushed her thumb past the tight shit-ring and
plunged it into the girl's rectum.

"Eeeahhhg!" Jenny cried as a phenomenal orgasm burst over her. Her
body went rigid and she shook violently on top of Susan as she came.
Her young pussy shot small spurts of girl juice into Susan' mouth,
which the older woman drank down eagerly.

Jenny's face was wallowing in Susan's hairy cunt, warm fuck juice and
matted hairs sticking to it. She went for Susan's swollen clit and
sucked it into her mouth greedily. As she crested her orgasm, Jenny
accidentally bit down on the nub of flesh in her mouth, sending a
delicious spike of pleasure and pain into Susan's cunt.

"Yes! Jenny! Bite it!" she screamed as she started to realize her own
orgasm.

Susan's legs went up and wrapped around Jenny's head, pulling her
forcefully into the messy crotch. Jenny thought she might suffocate
but she didn't care. She nibbled and sucked and bit into Susan's
tender clit-meat, her nose sliding into the gaping fuck-tube below.

"Bite me!" Susan panted. "Bite me hard!"

Jenny sucked the entire clitoris into her mouth, pulling in part of
Susan's inner labia with it. She sucked deeply on the mass of cunt-
flesh and then slowly began to apply pressure with her teeth.

Susan's hips rose slightly as the sharp digging pain grew into a
stinging pleasure.

"Harder!" she hissed. She was almost there and needed an extra push
to go over the top. "Hurt it! Quickly!

Jenny bit down with all the pressure she could, care not to bite off
the knotted pleasure button. Susan screamed in ecstasy as she felt
the incredible burning pain shoot into her cunt. Her clit throbbed
and her belly boiled with lust. Her orgasm came over her in wicked
shudders of pleasure causing her hips to shake furiously.

When it was finally over for her she relaxed her legs and let Jenny's
head rise up from her steaming crotch. Jenny turned around and, lying
on top of Susan, kissed her passionately.

The two of them lay there in a warm quite afterglow for a long time
after that, caressing and cuddling each other. They shared the loving
silence together, neither of them needing to express what the other
already knew. They were bonded together, woman to girl.

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John awoke later with his usual morning erection which Susan; unable
to resist her son's throbbing fuck-pole, took care of with her mouth.
Jenny watched with wide, hungry eyes as Susan took her son's entire
load of sperm directly into her throat.

At noon Jenny and Susan left John to his own devices and spent a
large part of the afternoon shopping together. Susan was determined
to find the sexiest outfit possible for Jenny. Not only for Joe's
benefit but also for her own. She accompanied Jenny into every
dressing room, helping her to dress and undress, her hands frequently
visiting Jenny's sensitive and private areas.

By 3 o'clock both Susan and Jenny were so aroused they had begun to
fondle each other as they stood in the racks of clothing. They stood
close together, Susan's hand inside of Jenny's unbuttoned jeans and
panties while Jenny's fingers danced delightfully up Susan's short
skirt and across her un-pantied vulva. The fact that they were
performing this lesbian act in a public place heightened their
arousal and, throwing their inhibitions aside they kissed as they
came.

They finally found exactly the outfit for Jenny's evening with her
father. A short, white cocktail skirt that clung to Jenny's small
breasts and highlighted her pert nipples, with a bottomed that fanned
outwards and accentuated her firm thighs and bubbly ass-cheeks. Susan
added to it a pair of lacey white panties, white thigh-high hose and
a pair of white high heels. She explained that her mother had always
said, 'Never wear white. It makes men think of sheets on a bed.'

"But that's exactly what we want to do", she added as they headed for
checkout.

"Do you really think this will work?" Jenny asked her.

"Of course I do! Oh hell, Jenny, you don't need any special clothes
to drive a man wild. I can't keep my hands off of you and I'm a
female!"

A young woman in her mid twenties rang up their charges and took
Susan's money. She smiled knowingly at Susan as she handed her the
receipt and a second piece of folded paper.

She smiled as their hands touched and the woman said, "My name is
Charlotte. I hope you don't mind, but I watched you two back in the
clothing racks, it was very beautiful. Please call me sometime."

Susan smiled and nodded at the woman and Jenny blushed. When they
left the store both of them had butterflies fluttering in their
bellies.

Jenny practiced her dance at her house under Susan's training and
guidance until late in the afternoon. Eventually she had to remove
the lacey panties to prevent them from becoming soiled prematurely
with her pussy juice. They wanted everything fresh and new for
Jenny's father, including her panties and any stains on them.

When Jenny finally danced with sensual confidence Susan kissed her
and told her she was on her own.

"I'm nervous, Susan!" she told her as Susan walked to the door.

"Take a nice warm bath and relax. Think about what is to come and
you'll forget all about your nervousness", Susan advised her. "I'll
bring dinner over shortly."

Susan kept her promise and delivered Jenny and Joe's dinner at seven-
thirty, storing it in the warming oven and giving Jenny instructions
on how to serve it. She left a bottle of wine and rushed back to her
house to wait with her son.

Jenny waited nervously in the living room for her father's return.
Everything was perfect, except for her nerves. The fluttering in her
belly had increased and her drooling little pussy insisted on soiling
the nice new panties she was wearing. She had checked and rechecked
everything. The dining room table was set with fine china and crystal
while candlelight danced across the room. Slow, smooth jazz played
softly in the background, enhancing the sexiness of the setting.

Shortly after eight o'clock Joe Reese pulled into his driveway
apprehensively. Turning off the engine, he sat staring into the
seemingly dark house. He had thought about his lovely daughter all
weekend, worrying that he had betrayed her by agreeing to John's
wicked sex plot. He trusted Susan and John both but still felt a bit
guilty about tricking Jenny into bed with him.

With the entire weekend alone in the mountains, Joe had plenty of
time to reflect on his relationship with his daughter as well as his
relationship with their neighbors.

He truly liked John and was impressed with the boy's ingenuity and
cunning and greatly respected his protective nature over his mother.
His feelings about Susan were stronger still. He had never known
another woman like her. She gave of herself completely, both
physically and mentally with an energy he had never seen in another
woman. This was the woman he had always dreamed about but feared did
not exist.

Glancing up at the window he caught the dancing of candlelight
through darkness and faint form of his daughter swaying in the
background. His heart began to pound as he watched her, her silky
movements sending warm sparks of pleasure throughout his body.
Shaking, he opened the car door and got out, still staring at Jenny's
silhouette as it slithered sensuously about the room.

He closed the car door and, gathering up his courage, strutted up the
walkway to front door. Opening it slowly he peered inside, not
wanting to interrupt Jenny's dancing. He stood in the hallway for
several short minutes gazing at his beautiful fifteen-year-old
daughter. His eyes traveled ever so slowly from her small sensuous
feet up her caves and across her knees. He paused at her thighs and
readjusted his growing cock in his pants.

Jenny's sinewy hip movements were causing her skirt to slide upwards
and Joe feasted visually on the pale flesh of her thighs and the
double-layered white stocking tops. It was a scene that even his
perverse imagination could not have dreamed up. He briefly saw
Jenny's hand slide up her thigh and between her legs before she
turned around.

When she saw her father standing in the hallway watching her, Jenny
was startled and embarrassed. Her hand shot up, covering her mouth as
she gasped.

"Oh! Daddy!" she said. "I didn't know you were home! I'm so
embarrassed!"

"Why?" Joe asked her as he entered the living room. "That was the
most beautiful thing I've ever seen!"

Jenny blushed.

"Thank you, Daddy", she whimpered as she hugged him.

"I'd love to see more!"

Jenny giggled softly, then said. "Well maybe later, but lets eat
first. Susan cooked dinner for us and I'm starved."

"New outfit? It's absolutely gorgeous sweetheart!" Joe told her as he
eyed it up and down. His eyes focused on her budding nipples as they
poked through the thin material of the skirt. Jenny saw him looking
but acted as if she was unaware of his lustful gaze.

"Yes. Susan picked it out and bought it for me."

"She has excellent taste! It sounds like you and Susan got along
pretty well then", he said inquiringly.

"We got along great!" Jenny replied as she led him into the dining
room.

Joe let out a low hiss as they entered the room, impressed with the
romantic setting. His large balls began to tingle as he realized his
darkest fantasy was coming true.

"Very nice, Sweetheart", Joe said as he kissed his daughter's cheek.

"Thank you, Daddy. I just wanted to take the time to show you how
much I love you and appreciate you", she said shyly.

"I love you too!"

He bent to kiss her cheek again but her head turned towards his and
their lips ended up together. They didn't hold it long but both
father and daughter relished the intimate kiss.

"Why don't you get into something comfortable while I get dinner set
up." Jenny told her father.

"Sounds like a great idea, Jenny." Joe replied as he headed off to
change.

Joe washed, shaved and brushed his teeth quickly, not wanting to keep
his gorgeous daughter waiting. With difficulty, he searched for
something to wear that Jenny might think was sexy, settling finally
for a pair of light pajama bottoms and his summer robe.

When he returned to the dining room Jenny was already seated, both
wine glasses filled and a delicious smelling lasagna on their plates.
Jenny smiled as she gazed at her handsome daddy, her eyes traveling
over his body with wicked desire. Both of them knew what the evening
would bring but neither of them openly spoke of it.

They chatted together about the weekend as they ate, Joe admitting to
Jenny that he spent most of his time thinking about her and worrying
about her. Jenny told him how much she enjoyed her stay with John and
Susan and how she hoped they would all become good friends soon. Joe
didn't tell her that he was already, very good friends with them.

When Jenny tried to pour herself a second glass of wine, he stopped
her.

"One glass of wine is enough for you", he said in far too fatherly a
voice. He changed his tone quickly and added, "Besides, you promised
me a dance and I wouldn't want you losing your coordination"

Jenny giggled and said, "Do you really want to see me dance, Daddy?"

"Yes! I do! Very much!"

With that Jenny rose from the table and picked up the candelabra from
the table and led her father into the living room and into the easy
chair. Placing the candles on the coffee table she went to the stereo
and bent slightly to change the selection and the volume.

Joe watched as his young daughter bent over, his lust growing
rapidly. Her skirt had risen up in back revealing the soft meaty
flesh of her thighs and the bottom of her panty-covered ass. He
stared with desire at Jenny's full, round rump and felt his cock
begin to rise again. He had to adjust his robe to keep from revealing
the growing lump in his pajamas.

Jenny stayed in her bent over position until the piece she had chosen
began to play. Then, as the sexy jazz saxophone started to blow a
slow and rhythmic tune, Jenny rose and began her dance.

At first her movements were languid and luxurious with only a hint of
sexuality. She swayed her hips and shoulders in a smooth and flowing
motion trying her best to keep her nervousness from showing. Jenny
smiled as she turned toward her father, her eyes locked on his as she
slid a hand from her knee up to her thigh. She intentionally pulled
her skirt up slightly to reveal the tops of her stockings. Moving her
hips in a circular motion she ground her crotch upward towards her
father.

Joe was beginning to breath heavily as he watched his daughter gyrate
her sexy teenage hips in front of him. He knew Jenny was offering him
her virgin cunt and the thought sent tendrils of pleasure into his
fat prick. He felt his cock begin to strain against the loose pajamas
causing an obscene tent to rise there. His robe had spread open and
Jenny could plainly see the shape his of bulbous cock-head as it rose.

Jenny didn't seem to mind the perverse sight of her father's growing
prick so Joe did nothing to hide it. She unconsciously stroked her
thumb across her nipple as she danced and then sucked her thumb into
her mouth as if it were a small cock. Joe stared in perverse
amazement at the lewd insinuations of Jenny's uninhibited moves. His
cock had fully hardened now and Joe was becoming painfully aware of
the fact that it needed to be freed. Unsure of what his daughter's
reaction might be if he exposed himself to her, he refrained from
opening his pajamas.

Jenny had hoped that her father would make the first move but he
didn't. Susan had told her to make the dance nastier and nastier
until he couldn't control himself anymore. That was just what she
did. Turning her back to her father she bent slowly as she gyrated
her hips causing her firm young ass to protrude outwards. Her hands
slid up the back of her thighs bringing with them the back of her
skirt.

Facing away from her father while she danced was less inhibiting for
Jenny, making it much easier to get nasty. She pulled her skirt up to
her waist, fully revealing her frilly panties and luscious thighs.
Holding the skirt up with one hand she placed the other on her
steaming pussy and slid it from cunt to ass and back again.

Every movement was sending thrills through Jenny's luscious body. She
didn't know how long she could keep up displaying herself like this
to her father without frigging herself off. She allowed her skirt to
fall and raised her shoulders. Turning around to face her father,
Jenny was taken by surprise.

Joe had released his fat, rigid cock from its confinement and was
stroking it slowly as he watched his daughter dance. Jenny's mouth
dropped open at the sight of it but she continued to move, her
gyrations becoming even more provocative. She had only seen his man-
size cock through the shower door and although it had appeared large
she had never noticed how fat it was. Her young pussy drooled at the
sight of it.

Joe was slightly embarrassed at exposing himself to his daughter, but
that was soon replaced with a rush of exhibitionism when he saw
Jenny's reaction to his manhood. Standing up, he removed the robe and
let the pajama bottoms drop to the floor. He sat back down and
continued to stroke himself.

Jenny gazed her father's genitals, unable to take her eyes from them.
She licked her lips suggestively as she watched her father pleasure
himself. The large ball-sack looked delicious to her and her mouth
began to water.

"Take it off, Baby!" Joe cheered as if he were in a strip club.

Jenny giggled and then slowly peeled off the slinky skirt. She tossed
it to her father, who caught it and pressed it to his face. He
inhaled deeply, soaking in the scent of his delicious daughter.

Joe almost came as he watched her dance nearly naked in front of him
and he had to stop jacking his leaking cock. He couldn't believe how
beautiful his daughter had become in just a few years. Her small,
perfect breasts and budding pink nipples just begged to be sucked.

"God, Baby! Your beautiful," he said, his voice somewhat raspy.

"Thank you, Daddy!" she giggled back at him. "You're beautiful too."

Jenny couldn't take it any more she had to have some kind of physical
contact with her cunt. It was aching to be fondled and probed. She
slid her hand down her panties and went straight for her clit.

"Oooh! Daddy! I'm sooooo wet!" she said in a naughty little voice.

"Let me see, Honey. I can't tell if your really wet or not." Joe told
her.

Jenny moved closer to her father and pulled her panties to her knees.
She spread her legs slightly and Joe slid his hand up her thigh to
her waiting cunt crack. He slid his finger up the slit to her
precious little pleasure button, stroking it a few times before
pulling his hand back.

Jenny cooed and closed her eyes as Joe manipulated her clit and sent
shudders of pleasure through her. When he pulled his hand away she
almost followed it but caught herself and moved away from him to
continue the dance.

Jenny left the panties around her knees, and turning, danced clumsily
away from him. Once again Joe's balls almost gave up their load.

Jenny's beautiful round ass was glowing in the candlelight as it
squirmed and Joe could almost feel his cock sliding between those
firm young cheeks.

When Jenny turned back, she pushed the useless panties from her legs
and kicked them to Joe. He immediately opened them up and kissed the
slick crotch.

Jenny continued her dance with difficulty, her eyes always returning
to his engorged cock and balls. When she couldn't wait any longer she
dropped to her hands and knees.

Slowly the young teenager crawled to her father's chair, her hips
swaying in rhythm to the music. She stared hungrily at Joe's crotch
and licked her lips repeatedly in hot anticipation. When Jenny
reached her father's chair she crawled between his legs and reached a
small hand up to caress his balls. She loved the way they hung
heavily below his cock, with a thick covering of dark wiry hair. She
stroked her hand upwards to his prick and pulled the head down to her
face. She gaze at the large purple knob that crowned his fantastic
cock and quivers of excitement shot through her belly. A large
droplet of white precum oozed from the open piss hole and Jenny moved
her face to it.

Jenny wrapped her lips around the very tip of her father's swollen
cockhead and wiped her tongue across the leaking pisser, soaking up
the sweet juice with her pallet. When she had sucked up as much of
the flavor as she could, Jenny moved her attentions, and her tongue,
back down to the man's balls. She licked hungrily at them, washing
them completely with her spit. Sucking in each of his testicles in
turn, she felt the thick cock hairs brush across her tongue.

Joe groaned loudly and gripped the arms of the chair as he watched
his young daughter lap at his scrotum. His cock was leaking fuck
fluid rapidly and his balls were beginning to boil.

Jenny couldn't get enough of her father's delicious sex and slid her
mouth up her father's cock-shaft. When she reached the tip she gazed
up at her father.

"I want to suck your big cock, Daddy!" she said in a wickedly
seductive little girl voice.

"Oh, yeah baby! Suck it!" Joe groaned.

Jenny opened her mouth widely, and, gazing at her father, pushed the
entire fat head into her small mouth. It was quite a stretch for her
but she managed to slide three inches of the thick meat in. She
paused for a moment to absorb the delicious flavors of Joe's fuck rod.

Joe was beginning to fidget nervously. He certainly didn't want to
come in his daughter's mouth, at least not this time. But he was
drawing closer and closer to the inevitable. The sight of his
gorgeous little girl with her face impaled on his throbbing meat
didn't help matters much. He could actually feel the gobs of precum
moving up the shaft to be deposited in Jenny's warm mouth. Jenny
swallowed the thick sauce hungrily as she sucked, wanting more and
more of his hot cream. She pulled her mouth from him with a pop.

"Daddy, you can cum in my mouth. I want you to." she said.

"Baby, I really want to make love with you first!" he breathed.

"Oh, Daddy! Will you? I want you!" she pleaded.

Joe didn't reply. He stood and pulled Jenny to her feet, then,
reaching down he lifted the small girl into his arms and carried her
upstairs to his bedroom.

Laying her on the side of the bed, he went to his knees and spread
her legs. His hands pulled Jenny's lusciously swollen cunt lips apart
and he dove in to feast on the wet virgin cunt in front of him.

Joe's mouth went from the very bottom of Jenny's sex crack to the top
and back again, with lingering pauses at her knotted little clit. He
sucked up her cunt juices greedily as she bucked her hips at him.

Jenny was heading for a fast orgasm and she cried out with each
nibble or suck on her clit. She felt her father's finger sliding into
her tight hole and pushed back at it in an attempt to swallow it
completely.

Joe held back, only probing deep enough to feel the thin membrane of
her cherry. He stroked in and out in gentle shallow pokes, twisting
his finger as it jabbed.

"Oh, Daddy! You're going to make me cum!" she cried out.

"Cum, Baby! Cum for Daddy!" he panted back at her.

"Oh God! Yes! Daddy! So good!" she wailed as she rocked her body on
the bed.

Joe fastened his mouth on her clit and began to suck ferociously at
it, twisting his lips and nibbling on her deliciously swollen clit
meat. Jenny's legs went rigid and her toes pointed outwards signaling
the beginning of a explosive climax.

"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Fuck! I'm cumming Daddy!" Jenny screamed. Her hands
went to her father's head and she pulled him in tight as she ground
her cunt into his face.

Joe sucked and nibbled as Jenny rode the orgasmic wave of pleasure.
He loved getting Jenny off and loved the way she responded to his
mouth.

When Jenny's legs went limp, Joe pulled his face from her slimy
crotch and climbed onto the bed. Grabbing Jenny around the waist he
slid her back onto the bed, her head resting on the pillows. Jenny
spread her legs widely in anticipation of what was to come.

"Daddy. Please fuck my now! Take my virginity, please!" she panted.

"Are you sure you want this, Baby?"

"More than anything in the whole world. I want you inside of me,
Daddy!" she pleaded.

Joe positioned himself between his daughter's legs and leaned over
her. With cock in hand he rubbed the big prick-head up and down her
well-lubed slit, bringing her arousal back to a fever pitch quickly.

"Daddy! Please! Fuck me! Stick your big cock in my virgin cunt hole!"
she gasped as she looked down.

Joe placed the tip of his cock at the open entrance to Jenny's love
hole and with a gentle pressure slid inwards just enough to hold his
prick in place. Jenny tried to buck her hips up at him but he held
fast to her, not wanting to rush this moment. He leaned down to her
and kissed her, at first gently, but then with more insistence. Their
mouths opened and their tongues met as Joe began to push himself into
her.

Jenny first felt a slight bit of pressure as the huge head of her
father's cock gradually spread her open. The pressure increased with
each bit of cock that he fed into her. She held her breath, waiting
for the moment when she would become a woman.

"Ready, Baby?" Joe whispered.

"Yes, Daddy! Give it to me good!" Joe pulled back slightly and braced
his knees and feet, and then, in one fluid movement, he pushed his
cock into her. Jenny felt as if her pussy was being split open and
had to grind her teeth to keep from screaming out.

Joe didn't stop when the head was fully in; he just kept pushing his
fat meat deeper, impossibly stretching Jenny's virgin sugar walls. He
felt the tip of his cock tap his daughter's hymen and then it was
gone, as if it had never been there. But Jenny knew it had been there.

"Arghhh! Daddy!" she screamed as she felt the tender membrane being
ripped apart. She felt as if her cunt was on fire and she wiggled her
hips in an attempt to retreat from the pain. But Joe had a good hold
on her and continued to push deep into her, plunging into the very
depths of the teenager's girlhood. He felt the tip of his cock touch
the back of her cunt and still he continued to push. He didn't stop
until his thick, hard fuck-meat was completely buried in his daughter.

Jenny writhed in sensual agony beneath her father. The pleasure she
was feeling was nearly as excruciating as the pain. Wrapping her legs
around his waist and digging her nails into his back she rotated her
hips beneath him. The motion seemed to ease the pain and sent tasty
little sparks of pleasure through her.

Joe felt his daughters hips move and slowly slid his prick backwards,
nearly pulling it from her clutching fuck canal. Then in a quick
movement slid the whole thing back in, balls deep.

Jenny hissed out a breath. The sensation she felt when her father
fucked into her was incredible. She bucked back at him, the pain
completely gone now and replaced with a burning pleasure. Joe picked
up his stride and began to saw slowly in and out of Jenny's tight
fuck chute in a steadily increasing rhythm. Jenny kept time with him,
grinding upwards then pulling back.

"Oh, Daddy! You feel wonderful inside me! Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me!"

"Oh! Baby! You're so tight and hot inside! Take Daddy's fat cock!"
Joe grunted back.

Jenny's breathing came fast and heated as Joe plunged in and out of
his daughter's hot little love hole. Seeing her inflamed passions
rising, he picked up the pace of his fucking.

Joe pounded harder and faster into his daughter, sending hot waves of
pleasure from her cunt throughout her body.

"God! Yes, Daddy!" Jenny screamed out. "Fuck me hard, Daddy! Fuck me
hard!"

"Yeah, Baby!" Joe yelled. "Take Daddy's big fucking cock up your
little fuck hole! Take it like a good slut for Daddy!"

Jenny's body and mind were swimming in a steaming pool of
unquenchable lust and desire. Completely absorbed in the heat of
their passion, the teenager started to spew filthy comments as she
took the brutal fucking from her father.

"Yes, Daddy! I'll be your little horny slut! You can fuck me anytime
you want! I want your big cock in my mouth and my cunt and my ass! I
want to be your little teenage whore, Daddy! I'll take it all!"

Jenny's dirty mouth was sending Joe into a lust-crazed frenzy. He
beat his cock into her with more ferocity than he had ever fucked
anyone. And Jenny took it with pleasure.

"Such a dirty little whore, Jenny!" he yelled as he felt his balls
start to tingle. He was close to cumming and worked to bring his
daughter's passion equal to his. His left hand went to her nipple and
pinched and pulled at the lusciously taught little nub. His right
thumb went to her swollen little clit and rubbed it in harsh circles.

It was too much for Jenny. She felt her brutally fucked love passage
clamp down around her father's prick and begin to spasm.

"Oh! Daddy! I'm cumming! I'm cumming like a little whore!" she
screamed.

"That's right, Baby! Cum for Daddy! Cum all over Daddy's hard prick
like a good girl!"

Jenny's small body went rigid as she orgasmed. Her young pussy felt
as if it were being devoured in pleasure. Her knotted clit screamed
out joyously as her mind shifted to even higher levels of perversion.

"Cum, Daddy!" she grunted. "Cum inside my horny pussy, Daddy! Fill me
up with your baby seed!"

"Oh yeah, Baby! Tell Daddy!"

Joe was really getting off on this new turn Jenny's sex banter had
taken.

"Fill me with your sperm, Daddy!" she encouraged him
passionately. "Shoot it into my baby tunnel! Make a baby in me Daddy!"

That was it. Joe lost control and felt his balls tighten in their
sack.

"Here it comes, Baby! I'm gonna dump my hot load into your womb,
Baby! I'm gonna knock up my little girl!"

A huge thick load of hot Daddy sperm shot deep into Jenny's fuck
passage, coating the sensitive walls in gooey, white heat and causing
the young girl's climax to heighten.

"Oh! Knock me up Daddy! Make me your baby-making whore!" she screamed.

Joe's cock pulse again and the second huge wad of fuck juice poured
into the teenager. Her well-fucked love tunnel was bubbling with it's
own juices and Jenny felt as if the inside of her cunt was reduced to
mush. Over and over the teenager felt her father's hot semen spray
into her until she thought she would die of erotic pleasure. Sperm
and pussy cream drooled from open hole and ran into the crack of her
ass.

With a final groan, Joe gave up the last of his juice and collapsed
on top of his daughter, kissing her passionately.

"Oh! Baby! That was great! I love you!" he whispered to her.

"Daddy! I've never felt so good in my whole life! Thank you." she
whimpered to him, her body finally relaxing as she felt Joe's cock
begin to deflate inside of her.

They kissed and played passionately together throughout most of the
night, finally falling asleep in the early hours of the morning.

Joe awoke the next morning with his daughter's mouth on his cock and
a broad smile on his face. Jenny was truly insatiable!

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Epilogue
'Well, Diary! This may well be my last entry. You certainly have been
my savior. Not only do I have my son as a lover now, but also Joe and
his daughter, Jenny, thanks to you.'

'By the way, Joe and I are to be married in the fall. We've decided
that it would be best for all of us and Jenny and John have consented
as well. Joe say's we'll all move out to the farm his parents left
him so that we can live our little incestuous lives without worry of
anyone finding out. I can't wait! I've always wanted to live in the
country.'

'Joe says that he wants to have a baby with Jenny and that's ok with
me, but John is starting to look at me in the same way. I can tell
what he wants. Of course I'll try to give it to him, although I don't
know what my prospects are due to my age. We'll have to wait and see.'

'It has been a wonderful summer and thanks to you I have a whole new
life ahead of me. Thank-you!'