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Making A Family

By
Charlotte North




Chapter One


Susan Morris sat by the picture window of her suburban home,
waiting. She had been sitting in this same position daydreaming for the
last two hours, her eyes trained on the driveway and the road it
connected to. She had taken the day off from work just to sit here and
wait for her son, John. It had been nine long months since she'd seen
him and she was so looking forward to his homecoming.

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.

* * *

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 to 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 and 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.

* * *

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."

Sarah 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." Sarah 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 to
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.








Chapter Two


"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 new 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.


* * *


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.



Chapter Three


"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.




Chapter Four

"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!"



* * *



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.





Chapter Five




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.




Chapter Six




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.

* * *


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.


Chapter Seven



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