Incest A BALL WITH MOTHER

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A BALL WITH MOTHER 

by Kathy Andrews

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Many people feel an overwhelming attraction to other members of their own family. When suppressed, this attraction often leads to agonizing emotional troubles. When expressed, this stigma sometimes means feelings of guilt and shame that are almost impossible to overcome. Indeed, incest is a subject that has been shunned by society from the earliest memories of man.

Those of us who have these unfulfilled desires are often driven to torment over our needs. These desires have driven people even to the brink of insanity -- or worse.

A BALL WITH MOTHER is the story of a woman and her family who are forced by their desires to come to grips with turbulent emotions. What happens to them when they confront these emotions together reveals their ability to be honest with themselves and to be unafraid of their own inner feelings.

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CHAPTER ONE

Marla stood with her feet parted, looking down.

This was something she had done as a small girl, something that had excited her then and excited her now. In the hand mirror on the floor, she could see the way her panties fitted her crotch. She could see the slight bulge of her cunt, the little indentation as they pulled into the split of her rounded, swelling ass.

She didn't know why she was so fascinated with looking at herself in this unusual way. But then it was not only herself she enjoyed looking at; she enjoyed looking at others too -- boys and girls.

When as a girl, she found she could see the bulges in the front of boys' pants, she went through a period of staring openly at them. Those mysterious bulges occupied her attention for a number of years, then she went through a stage of ignoring boys, and looking at the girls. In high college, when the girls stripped for gym, Marla had felt an almost overpowering urge to touch the girls, to feel their saucy tits, caress those pretty asses, and best of all, feel their fuzzy pussies.

Looking down at the mirror, Marla slipped her hands under her skirt and adjusted her panties, exposing her softly curling dark cunthair. Her excitement increased as she gazed at her reflection.

Marla was almost out of high college she experienced her first fucking. She had been eager for it, very eager. Being popular with both boys and girls, she could have dated much earlier, but Marla had been afraid. Not of the boys, but of herself. She had been afraid to be alone with a boy, afraid she would be unable to control herself, that she would grab those lovely bulges without warning.

When she finally consented to go out with a popular young man, she had managed to control her urges, to a point. She had pot grabbed his cock as she had desperately wanted. At least, until the teen placed a hand on her tit.

That was all it took. Marla had melted immediately. She pressed the teen's hand hard against her tit, and tilting her mouth to his for a kiss, moved her hand to his cock. The first feel of a throbbing, hard cock had caused her to come, and she had squirmed her mouth against the teen, mewling as her cunt went through a series of contractions, gripping his cock through his pants. By the time the guy had his cock inside her cunt, Marla was almost out of her mind. She thrashed and churned beneath the guy in the tight confines of his car, screaming and shrieking with more ecstasy than she knew there could be. Her cunt had throbbed into orgasm again as soon as his hard cock penetrated her cunt, and the contractions kept going constantly as the guy fucked frantically, pounding his cock into her gripping pussy.

He had told all his friends what a wild fuck Marla was. Most had trouble believing that the exceptionally beautiful girl was such a hot one, but the guys did start pressing her for dates. But Marla, afraid of her own sexual responses, almost became a recluse.

From becoming known as the easiest, hottest fuck in college, she became known as a stuck up, frigid bitch. Only Marla knew she was by no means frigid. She had a terrible time controlling herself, and spent almost every night using her fingers on her body, plunging them into her cunt and coming so hard and often, she had difficulty walking the next day.

She looked at her reflection, becoming more excited. She could see the moisture growing on her panties, feel the heat of her cunt. Her sharp pointed tits began to push at her blouse, her nipples sensitive. So absorbed in her erotic activity, Marla failed to hear the soft breathing behind her.

Peering around the door, Bob and Sally were watching their mother. It wasn't the first time they had spied on her, but it was the first time they had seen her using the mirror this way. Bob's cock was pressing at the front of his pants, very hard, his balls aching slightly. Sally, a year older than her brother, was experiencing a delicious, moist heat between her thighs. Her tits were swollen inside her summer sweater, her tiny nipples making points against it.

Marla pulled upward on her skirt, gripping her panties at the same time. She saw the wet crotch pull into her cunt and ass, the reflection between her legs exposing all. She saw the puffy lips of her pussy, the creamy texture of her shapely ass. Staring hard into the mirror, she began to sway her hips, watching her crotch.

Sally stuffed her fist into her mouth to choke back a lewd giggle.

Bob was starting to breathe loudly, and his sister poked at him to make him stop.

Marla bent her knees slightly, staring down into the mirror and watching her crotch. The hairy lips of her cunt were exposed since her panties were now pulled into her pussy slit. She made a soft gasp as she bent her knees further, half-squatting.

At the door, her son and daughter watched with big eyes.

"Oooooh, it's so pretty!" Marla whispered to her reflection.

Sally choked as she tried to swallow her giggles, and Bob was about to burst.

But Marla heard nothing.

She squatted over the mirror, drawing her skirt up to her narrow waist. She was unaware that her son and daughter were there, that they could see her pantied ass now. She was so absorbed in staring at her reflection, at her cunt, she gave thought to nothing else.

"You pretty pussy!" Marla said, her voice husky. "You hot, pretty cunt!"

Bob moaned when he heard his mother, pressing his palm hard on his throbbing cock. Sally was writhing as she fought to keep from giggling.

Marla ran a fingertip along her thigh, touching the crotch of her panties lightly. She moved her ass, swinging it in a tight gyration.

"Suck a hot, wet cunt," she purred softly, her voice carrying to her son and daughter. "So hot and wet! Ohhh, you need something hard in you! You need a big, beautiful, hard cock! That's what you need, you wet cunt!"

She slipped her panties away from her pussy, gazing into the mirror at the glistening pink wetness of hair-fringed cunt. She saw her clit bulging outward and pressed her finger against it. She moaned, her eyes glazed with passion. With her son and daughter watching her, Marla moved her middle finger into her cunt, pushing it deep. She sobbed at the sensation, and plunged it in and out of her cunt, watching in the mirror. Her ass moved, wiggling erotically. Her knees were wide apart, her head between them as she watched her finger disappear into her juicy cunt. Although Bob and Sally couldn't see very well, they could see her hand under her crotch. They knew what their mother was doing, they knew very well.

With a squeal of pleasure, Marla pulled her finger out of her cunt, lifting it to her mouth. She shoved the cunt-wet finger into her mouth and sucked it.

"Oooh, sweet," she purred. "Sweet cunt!" Then she plunged her finger into her pussy again, almost violently. She cried out and fucked herself in a frenzy, no longer staring at her reflection. Her head was lifted up, eyes closed, lips parted. She cried out with hunger as her finger pounded wildly into her cunt, making soft, wet sounds that could be heard by Bob and Sally.

"Ooooh, come!" Marla whimpered. "I want to come!"

Her finger pounded faster and with more violence at her burning cunt. She leaned over, bracing herself with her other hand. She lifted her ass in the air, bringing it up front the mirror. Since her skirt was bunched at her waist, her son and daughter stared at her thighs and ass. They could see their mother's fingers pounding into her cunt. Marla twisted her ass about wildly, ramming her finger in and out of her cunt with soft cries of ecstasy.

Then Marla screamed. Bob and Sally darted away from the door swiftly, making a great deal of noise.

But Marla was seized by her fiery orgasm and didn't hear them. Her legs became weak, and she finally squatted above the mirror again, gasping heavily, her finger no longer inside her cunt. She watched her pussy pulsate and drip for a while longer, letting strength return to her shaking body.

Marla had not given much attention to her son and daughter in the past few months. She noticed nothing, really. Her fantasies took up most of her time, and even when Bob and Sally were around, watching television or playing some game, she was hardly aware of them.

But this evening, she noticed they weren't around and she became curious.

She heard their voices from Sally's bedroom. Sally's door was closed, and Marla pressed her ear to it.

"Sweet pussy," she heard Sally saying.

A flush came over Marla's face. It was not the flush of shame or embarrassment, but the flush of quickly rising desire.

"You're supposed to wiggle, Sally," she heard her son say.

"Okay," came Sally's voice.

"Now you say it." Bob said, his voice low. "Sweet pussy," Marla heard her daughter's voice. "You hot, sweet cunt! You need a hard cock, you hot cunt."

Marla turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.

Sally was standing over a hand mirror similar to her own, with her dress about her waist. Sitting on his sister's bed, Bob was watching. Sally's tight panties clung to her ass, and both she and her brother were looking at the reflection of her cunt, only Bob was lifting his eyes to the front of his sister's panties as often as he looked into the mirror.

Marla's hand moved to her throat, her eyes wide. She saw the bulge of her son's cock inside his pants, and there was a lurching, sucking feeling in her cunt.

Bob jumped, seeing his mother in the doorway.

Sally turned quickly, shoving her skirt down as she faced her mother.

Marla started to say something; she swallowed, looking at her son, who was trying to cover up his hard-on, then at the mirror on the floor. She saw her daughter's reflection in it, the crotch of Sally's panties.

Sally's giggle broke the tension.

"Oh, God!" Marla said throatily.

"You do it, Mother," Sally said, not in the least embarrassed.

"But... not in front of Bob," Marla managed to get out. "Not in front of anyone."

"Well," Sally replied, lifting her pretty face almost as a challenge, "I do."

Marla stared at her daughter, then at her son. She couldn't say anything. Sally was right. She did it, and they had seen her do it. She had no right to say a word. She turned and left.

In the living room, Marla tried to sort out the whirling thoughts in her mind, but the vision of her daughter with her skirt at her waist, and of her son's cock pressing at his pants, refused to leave her mind.

She wondered how often they had watched her, what they had seen, and what their thoughts were.

"Are you mad at us, Mom?"

Marla looked up and saw her son entering the room. Her eyes went immediately to the front of his pants. She didn't see a hard-on, but there was a lovely lump there. Behind him Sally peered at her.

Marla shook her head.

"Well, you shouldn't be, Mother," Sally said, walking past her brother and flouncing into a chair, drawing her feet up and crossing them. Her slim thighs were showing as she tucked her skirt between them, looking at her mother. "Why get mad at us for doing what you do?"

"I'm not... I'm not mad," Marla replied. "I think I understand it."

Bob sat down on the floor near his sister, lifting one knee and pulling it to his chest.

"I know you two have watched me," Marla went on in a low voice. "Hearing you, seeing the mirror, is enough to tell me that. Any other mother would probably be very angry with you, but I understand."

Sally and Bob said nothing. They sat and listened to their mother.

"Do you have something to say, Sally?"

"I think Dad was a fool, Mother," Sally replied.

She had her hands between her crossed thighs, and it looked to Marla as if her daughter was cupping her concealed cunt.

"He had it made, didn't he? I mean, that's what men want, right? You gave him everything, made all his dreams come true, and he walked out on us. See, be was a fool."

Marla watched her daughter's hands, suspecting Sally was creating pressure upon her cunt, perhaps trying to make herself come. She glanced down at her son, who rested his chin on his uplifted knee. He wasn't looking up at her, Marla noticed, but at her knees.

Glancing down, she saw that her knees were about six inches apart. She wondered if her son was seeing under her skirt, between her thighs, perhaps her panties. The idea sent a ripple of excitement through her. She had the urge to swing her knees wide-open, give him a good long look at her panties.

She wondered if her son was like she was, like his sister was showing herself to be. After all, he did watch his sister imitating her with the mirror. The idea sent a shudder through her. Not a shudder of revulsion but one of excitement.

"What do you know about men, what they want?" she asked her daughter. "You've never gone out on a date yet."

"I know what I want," Sally replied, with a soft giggle of lewdness. "And if I want it, I'm sure the guys want it, too."

Marla gazed at her daughter. Sally's green eyes seemed alive with fire.

"And you, Bob?" Marla asked, her voice shaking slightly.

Bob's eyes burned, and without any hesitation, he blurted, "I wanna do it, Mom. I wanna do everything you and Sally do."

Marla trembled, her cunt pulsating with more wildness than ever.

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CHAPTER TWO

Marla wanted to ask what Sally and Bob had been doing with each other. The idea they might be fucking sent chills of bubbling delight through her. Even if they were just touching each other -- Sally jacking her brother off, Bob fingerfucking his sister, it was enough to make Marla's pussy spasm with wet heat.

She gazed at her daughter's hands, and saw the slight movement. Sally was indeed rubbing at her cunt, feeling it through her dress and panties. She gazed openly, significantly, and Sally knew her mother was watching her hands. Marla smiled as she glanced back at her daughter.

Encouraged by her mother's expression, Sally pushed her fingers hard into her cunt, a soft moan coming from her. Bob, hearing his sister moan, glanced up. He saw where Sally's hands were, and looked back at his mother.

Marla's eyes flashed and she nodded her head.

"You can, too, baby," she whispered. "It's okay if you do it, too. I know what it's like. I told you, remember?"

Bob cock strained at his pants, outlined in hardness. Marla stared at it, licking her lips, swallowing. She was anxious for her son to touch his cock, to rub it while she watched. She wanted to see her son and daughter play with themselves, enjoy being with them the way she fantasized being with others, all of them as hot and eager as she. She didn't want her son or daughter to feel ashamed of their desires, nor be tormented because they couldn't get satisfaction, relief, from the terrible pressure. She wanted them to be happy and satisfied, even in their sexual desires -- especially in their sexual desires.

Sally was openly rubbing at her cunt now, but she still had her skirt and panties between it and her hand. She was starting to breathe faster, her eyes taking on a glazed expression, her pouting lips parted. Her daughter was eagerly touching her cunt, but Bob didn't seem ready yet.

"Bob, I can see how hard you are," Marla said in a thick voice. "I can see you're very excited. Look at your sister; Sally isn't shy."

Bob turned his head, seeing his sister rubbing her hand up and down her crotch. When he turned back to his mother, Marla had opened her knees more, and he found he could see the creamy inner flesh of her thighs, with the shadow of her panties under her skin. He stared a long moment, then looked at his mother's face.

"I know what you can see," Marla said, smiling at her son.

Bob lowered his eyes again, and this time Marla opened her knees wider. Sally too, gazed under her mother's skirt. Marla felt her cunt pulsating, felt the wetness seeping through her panties. She dragged her skirt up, inch by inch, watching the faces of her son and daughter.

Bob's cock looked as if it was about to burst from his pants.

"Want to see more?" Marla asked, throatily.

"Oh, yes, Mom!" Bob groaned.

"Sally?" Marla asked her daughter, who was now rubbing her fingers up and down her crotch with envious pleasure.

"I want to see it, Mother!" she gasped.

Marla's mind spun with pleasure. This was a dream coming true to her. In her fantasies, she had dreamed her son and daughter would want to see her, see her cunt. Her mind boiled with desire. Here, with her son and daughter, she could enjoy everything she dreamed of, longed for. And no one would ever know. No one could ever call her bad names because of her boiling hungers. Bob and Sally wouldn't, she knew. They wanted it as much as she did.

Marla had inched her skirt up until it was almost at her crotch. She watched their faces closely, feeling the heat searing her flesh. Bob was gasping softly as he stared at what his mother had exposed. Seeing her this way sent his balls into a writhing ache, and his cock jerked with powerful hardness.

Sally was gazing at her mother, too, and now she had lifted her skirt and had her hand inside her tight panties.

"Look what your sister is doing, Bob," Marla whispered.

Bob turned her head and saw Sally's hand inside her panties. He giggled and shoved a hand to his cock.

"Mmmmmm, that's it, Bob," Marla gushed hotly. "You can do it, too."

Bob lost any reserve he had. He fumbled with his pants, Marla watching him in excitement. His cock popped from his pants, standing up very hard. It was not a huge cock, but his cockhead was round, and smooth and very swollen, his cockshaft throbbing. Marla felt her cunt suck inward with hunger as she stared at her son's exposed cock. Bob closed his fist about his cock and began to pump on it, his eyes darting at what his sister was doing, then back to his mother.

"You did say you wanted to see more, didn't you?" Marla asked her son and daughter.

Both nodded their heads eagerly.

With a soft whine of pleasure, Marla swung her knees wide, jerking her skirt to her waist at the same time. She scooted her ass to the edge of the couch and shot her palm to her pussy. She rubbed hard, twisting her ass about.

Having her son and daughter see her touching herself sent burning hungers through her body. With a squeal, she jerked the tight crotch of her panties to one side.

"Ohhh, I'm so hot!" Marla wailed, lifting her revealed cunt into the air and rubbing a fingertip frantically at her swollen clit. "I'm so hot I can't stand it!"

Bob gulped as he gazed at his mother's hairy cunt, his fist squeezing his cock very hard. Sally was making gasping sounds, her hand very busy inside her panties.

"Take your panties off, Sally!" Marla hissed. "Let us see your sweet cunt! Show me and your brother your pretty pussy!"

Sally and Bob, intensely aroused, stared at their mother. Marla was almost out of control now. She held her panties to one side, and began to thrust her finger in and out of her curt. The wet sounds seemed loud in the living room. Sally pulled her hand from her panties, looking down at her brother. Bob was staring with wide eyes at his mother, his cock jerking hotly inside his fist.

"Mom, do you know what you're doing?" Bob asked, his voice shaking.

"Yes, damn it!" Marla sobbed, driving her finger deep inside her cunt. "I'm fingerfucking my hot cunt and letting you two watch me! I know what I'm doing! Sally, take your fucking panties off! Show us your beautiful cunt! Bob, you take your pants off, too!"

Sally and Bob looked at each other, then back at their, mother.

"You mean it, Mother?" Sally asked.

"I mean it, damn it!"

"Mom, you're not gonna be mad at us later, are you?" Bob wanted to know.

"I'll tear your fucking clothes off myself if you don't hurry!" Marla hissed, shoving two fingers up her cunt now.

Sally lifted her ass and jerked her panties off swiftly, giggling like a naughty girl. Bob shoved his panties down his legs and kicked them from his feet. Marla's eyes fixed on them, and she plunged her two fingers into her cunt in a wet frenzy.

"Grab your brother's cock, Sally!" Marla hissed.

Sally slipped to the floor, and with her eyes glazed, grabbed Bob's cock and began to jerk up and down with a hot fist.

"Jack him, honey!" Marla urged hotly. "Jack that hard cock! Bob, shove your hand to your sister's cunt! Feel her fucking cunt up! Play with her cunt, Bob! Sally, jack that hard cock off!"

Both Sally and Bob obeyed their mother. It wasn't because of fear, but because of their intense arousal. Both watched their mother as Marla tossed and twisted her hips about, fucking herself brutally with two fingers. Sally pumped on her brother's cock and Bob was rubbing at Sally's soft, steaming cunt feverishly.

Marla, staring at them with wild eyes, suddenly arched her crotch tightly into her fist, and came.

"Ohhh, shit, shit!" she squealed in a tight voice. "Ohhh, I'm coming already! Oooooh, my... my hot, wet cunt!"

Sally gripped her brother's cock hard, but she wasn't jerking it now. She was staring at her mother, seeing her puffy, hairy pussy lips clamping tightly with orgasm. Bob, awed by what he was seeing, had shoved a finger into his sister's tight cunt, but he wasn't moving it. Both Sally and Bob were fascinated by their mother, watching her come with ass-shaking ecstasy.

Marla slowly came down from her orgasm, her hips lowering. She pulled her finger out of her cunt, and her face glowed with pleasure. The fog lifted from her eyes.

"Oh, that was very good," she mewled, grinding her hips from side to side lewdly. "I can't get enough of it! I love to come!"

It was then she noticed her daughter was still clinging to Bob's cock but not moving her fist. Sally knelt with her knees, spread wide, leaning down to hold Bob's cock. Bob, leaning against the chair his sister had been sitting in, had his hand under her skirt.

"Don't stop, please," Marla gurgled. "Let me watch you! Please, I want to see you. I'm sorry if I frightened you, but I can't help it!"

"You really mean it, then, Mom?" Bob asked.

"Oh, baby, yes!" Marla hissed.

Sally giggled softly and pulled her hand from her brother's cock. She remained on her knees as she lifted her skirt to her waist. Marla gazed at her daughter's cunt.

"Oh, that's so pretty, Sally!" Marla moaned as she stared.

Sally had few hairs on her cunt, and her sugary pussy-slit was fully exposed. Even the tip of her clit was seen peeking out with provocative hardness, wet with her sweet fuck-juices.

"Mother, I want Bob to fuck me," Sally said, her voice trembling with emotion.

"Can he? Will you let Bob fuck me, Mother?"

Marla sucked in air, her tits thrusting out, her nipples pressing at her blouse. She stared at her daughter's succulent cunt with steamy eyes.

"Yes!" she cried out. "Oh, yes, yes!"

Bob's cock jerked up and down as he leaned over and looked at his sister's cunt. When he turned to look at his mother again, his eyes went immediately to Marla's hairy pussy.

"I can fuck her, Mom?" he asked with trembling words. "You don't care if I fuck Sally?"

"Fuck her, Bob!" Marla insisted. "Fuck your sister!"

Sally, squealing with excitement, turned her back to her brother, jerking her skirt to her waist. She leaned over, looking past her shoulder at her brother, sticking her sweet, tight ass out.

"Come on, Bob! Fuck me before Mother changes her mind!"

Bob looked at his sister's naked ass when Sally leaned over on her hands. His cock was ready to burst, and Marla noticed it.

"Oh, Bob, ram that cock up your sister's cunt before you come!"

Then Marla had a thought.

"You can come, can't you?"

Bob nodded his head, his tongue pushing between his lips as his eyes became glazed with passion. Sally was on her hands and knees, waggling her cute ass with lewd invitation.

"Mother said you can!" Sally yelped hotly. "Come on, Bob! Stick it to me! Hurry up and fuck me! Mother said you could!"

Bob knelt behind his sister's shivering ass. He held his cock tightly at the base, staring at the cunt between his sister's slender thighs.

Marla couldn't sit there, couldn't be still. She slipped to the floor and crawled toward them, her eyes glazed with passion. She sat on her heels near them.

"Let me!" she hissed, taking hold of her son's cock with, one hand. Her other hand moved to her daughter's cunt, spreading her pink pussy-lips with two fingers. "Let Mother help put your cock in her pussy."

She pulled her son's cock forward, and made a hissing sound as she saw the swollen head of her son's cock enter her daughter's cunt.

Bob gasped with the wet heat closing about his cock.

Sally squealed as she felt her cunt part and stretch, feeling the head of her brother's cock sliding into her slippery, tight cunt.

"Ohhh, beautiful!" Marla whispered, her eyes staring at Bob's cock and her daughter's accepting cunt. "Shove it in her, Bob! Ohh, Sally, Bob is going to fuck you! He's going to fuck your pretty cunt!"

"Hurry, Bob!" Sally gurgled, swinging her naked ass about. "Ohhhh, yes, hurry and shove it in me! Ooooh, I like it! It feels so big in me... I like it better than my fingers!"

Marla pulled her hands from them, placing her palms on the cheeks of her son's naked ass. She leaned in close, watching his cock slide into her daughter's cunt. Her other hand moved beneath Sally's body, cupping one of her tits, squeezing it. Her own cunt was throbbing, her panties feeling tighter than ever, now creeping back into her pussy-slit. She pushed on her son's ass with her hand.

"Fuck her, Bob!" she groaned. "Ohhhh, fuck that sweet cunt! Fuck it hard, Bob! Sally loves it! Your sister loves that hard cock up her hot cunt, don't you, Sally? Don't you love your brother's cock in your cunt?"

"Yes!" Sally screeched, feeling her brother's cock deep inside her, feeling the hard throbbing of it. "I love it, Mother! Fuck me, Bob! Ohhhh, fuck me good!"

Bob lunged his cock back and forth, biting his tongue as he gasped in ecstasy. Marla listened to the wet sounds of her son's cock going in and out of her daughter's cunt. She slipped her hand down his ass, shoving it between his thighs. She grabbed his swinging balls, clutching them tightly, twisting and pulling. Her other hand shoved underneath Sally's sweater, and she began to squeeze her naked tits, pulling and twisting at her daughter's stiff nipple.

"Oh, it's so beautiful," she moaned. "Fuck her, Bob! Ohhhh, that's so beautiful, seeing your cock in your sister's cunt!"

She ran her hand feverishly about her daughter's tits, puffing them from her sweater and puffing Sally's skirt up onto her back. She fondled her daughter's belly, then moved her fingers down to her boiling cunt. She rubbed Sally's swollen clit, feeling her son's cock pounding back and forth violently. She felt how full her son's balls were in her hot hand. With a hissing sound, Marla leaned forward and kissed her daughter's humping ass, rubbing at Sally's distended clit with a firm finger.

Sally was sobbing with ecstasy as her brother rammed his cock in and out of her cunt, going deep. She arched her ass to him with wanton excitement, lowering her head and shoulders to the floor.

"That's it, Sally!" Marla cried out, shoving her hand back to her daughter's tit. "Shove that pretty ass back! Shake your hot ass, Sally! Ohhh, Bob, shove your hard cock up her cunt! Fuck the piss out of your sister's hot, wet cunt! Oooooh, Sally, you have such hard tits! They're wonderful titties, baby!"

Clutching her son's balls, Marla licked her tongue about her daughter's creamy, shivering hips, running it down to her thigh, then back up again. She licked over one cheek of Sally's hot ass, swirling her tongue wetly. She inhaled the exciting scent of her daughter's wet, hot cunt and her son's hard cock. Her cunt was steaming and she was becoming drenched in the crotch of her panties. Her own clit was protruding with hardness.

Bob was grunting as he thrust his cock back and forth, feeling his sister's cunt grip him with wet heat. The way his mother was pulling and twisting his balls wasn't helping his control any.

Marla, drawing her face back, found she could see her son's cock plunging into Sally's cunt. She could see the tight way those sugary pussy-lips clung to his hard prick. She breathed hard, her pointed tits swelling inside her blouse. "Ohh, Bob!" she wailed.

She grabbed his hand, pulling it from his sister's gyrating hip. She curled her son's fingers around one of her tits. Bob gasped as he felt his hand filled by his mother's rounded tit, and looked at her.

"Ohhhh, feel it, honey! Feel Mother's tit, but keep fucking your sister!"

Bob, intensely excited, began to squeeze at his mother's tit, feeling it through her blouse, lunging his hips back and forth, ramming his cock into his sister's clutching cunt faster and faster.

"Ohhhh, make her come, Bob!" Marla yelped throatily. "Make your sister come! Ohhh, fuck her, fuck her, fuck her!"

"Oh Mother, he is!" Sally screamed, ramming her saucy ass back hard. "He is going to make me come!"

"Ohhh!" Bob grunted, his body going stiff.

"Come!" Marla hissed hotly. "Both of you, come! Squirt it to her hot cunt, Bob! Come in her hot, sweet cunt! Oooh, Sally, come for your brother!"

"I am!" Sally screamed. "I am coming! Ohhhh, my pussy is on fire, Mother! I'm coming so hard!"

"Pour it in her, Bob!" Marla hissed, pulling at his balls.

Marla felt her pussy quiver, then there was a contraction as she too, went into orgasm.

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CHAPTER THREE

When Marla got up the next morning, she was greeted by shy looks from Sally and Bob.

She had not dressed, but had simply pulled a robe on. She set the coffee to perking and then turned toward her son and daughter. They had finished breakfast, with their empty cereal bowls still on the table. Leaning on the sink, she examined their faces. Sally glanced at her from lowered eyes, a faint flush on her pretty face. Bob held his head down, not looking at her.

"Why the sour faces?" Marla asked. "Surely you two aren't all that shy? I've never seen you this way before."

Sally, her face flushed, giggled and glanced at her brother. Bob was trying to keep from grinning.

"Okay, what is it?" Marla asked. "Nothing, Mother," Sally said. "We just didn't know how you'd feel this morning. About last night, I mean."

"Oh, about you getting fucked by Bob?" Marla asked, bluntly. "What should I feel this morning?"

"Well, we didn't know if you'd still feel the same."

"Why shouldn't I, honey?"

"Oh, I don't know, Mother," Sally said. "Maybe embarrassed or something."

"Are you embarrassed, Sally?" Sally shook her head.

"Bob?" Bob too, shook his head.

"Then why should I be embarrassed?" Marla said. "After all, it was you that got fucked, Sally, not me."

"But you sure wanted to, Mother!" Sally said, letting her giggles go. "I could tell. You wanted to get fucked, too."

"Well, perhaps," Marla replied, turning to pour the coffee.

"Why didn't you, Mother?" Sally asked. "Bob would have done it. Wouldn't you, Bob?"

Bob looked up at his mother shyly and nodded his head.

Marla set her cup down on the sink and looked at her son. "Would you have, darling? Would you really have fucked me, your mother?"

Again he nodded.

Marla stood still, thinking. She would have taken his cock eagerly, but after they had finished, she had left them and gone to her room, wanting to be alone. She didn't know what they had done after she had left them, perhaps fucked again. If so, she didn't mind at all. In fact, she hoped they had. Knowing now that her son would fuck her sent a shiver through her.

"Look at me," she said, her voice low. "Both of you, look."

When Sally and Bob were looking at her, Marla untied her, robe, and flung it wide open.

Bob gasped, his eyes wide. Sally giggled with delight.

They stared at their mother's nakedness seeing her full, thrusting tits, with those firm nipples, her flat stomach, long legs and, where they stared most hotly, the thick bush of her cunt.

After what seemed like a long time, Marla asked: "DO you like me? Do you like what you see?"

Both Sally and Bob nodded eagerly.

With her robe open, Marla cupped her tits, making her nipples bulge outward.

"You like these tits?" she asked softly. "Do you think Mother's tits are nice and pretty?"

"Oh, yes!" they both said together.

"They're very nice tits," Marla whispered squeezing them. "My titties are sensitive, and my nipples are always so stiff."

She lowered her hands, gliding her palms down to her flat stomach. She ran her fingers through the soft mat of her pussy hair. She stroked her hips, and caressed her thighs, bringing her fingers to her cunt again. Spreading her feet on the floor, she parted the thick hair of her cunt, letting the pink lips of her pussy show.

Bob piped with excitement, seeing his mother's cunt again. His cock was throbbing inside his shorts.

"Do you like Mother's cunt, too?" Marla asked, her voice thick.

"Oh, yes, Mom!" Bob groaned.

"It's lovely, Mother," Sally said in a soft voice, her eyes sparkling. "You have so much hair on it. I hope my cunt wilt be that hairy."

Marla shrugged her shoulders, and the robe fell from her, pooling at her feet. She stood naked before her son and daughter, her shoulders back to make her firm tits swell outward. She moved toward her son, and Bob watched breathlessly, his eyes darting to her tits, then down to her mass of soft pussy-hair.

Marla placed her hands at the back of her son's head, and slowly pulled his face to her tits. She pressed her tits about her son's face, twisting from side to side, rubbing them at his cheeks. She cupped one tit, causing her nipple to thrust outward.

"Kiss it, Bob," she mewled. "Suck it for me."

Sally was watching with huge, glassy eyes, her lips parted as she breathed hotly.

Pushing her nipple into her son's mouth, she pulled his face tight. She cooed softly as she felt the wet heat of her son's mouth on her tit, and gasped in pleasure when he began to suck. She twisted her ass, her asscheeks clenching.

"Mmmmmm, nice, baby! Suck Mother's titty! That's very good! Suck it hard, honey!"

She held her son's face to her tit for some time, then gently pulled back. She looked down at his excited face.

"New, feel me," she hissed softly, pushing her hips forward. "It's okay, Bob. You can feel me up! Come on, don't be shy... feel Mother's cunt."

Almost awkwardly, Bob pushed his hand to his mother's pussy. When he placed his palm on it, Marla squeezed her thighs tightly.

"Ooooh, now rub it for me! Rub Mother's pussy, Bob! That's it, honey! Fuck my cunt! Do you feel how hot and wet Mother's cunt is?"

"Oh, yes, Mom!" he gurgled, staring at his hand between her thighs.

"Does feeling my cunt make your cock nice and hard, Bob?"

"Oh, yes!"

"Let me see," Marla said and pulled back her son's hand coming from her cunt. "Oh, now I can see it! Ooooh, it is hard, darling! Your cock is very hard!"

She started to lean down and fondle it, but changed her mind. She turned to face her daughter, who sat at the table staring with big bright eyes. Marla watched Sally's perky tits rise and fall under her cotton blouse.

"Do you want to feel me up, too, Sally?" Marla asked, her voice trembling with emotion.

"Can girls feel other girls, Mother?" Sally asked.

"Of course they can, darling," Marla said, moving toward her daughter. "Girls can do anything they want to do."

She stood before Sally, her thighs parted. "You do want to feel me up, don't you, honey?"

"Oh, I'd love to feel you, Mother!" Sally cried.

"Do it, Sally," Marla urged, thrusting her cunt forward.

Sally lifted her hand and shoved it to her mother's pussy. She rubbed at the wet heat, making a squealing sound of excitement. On her own, she slipped a finger into her mother's cunt and worked it in and out.

"Ooooh, you want to make me come?" Marla laughed huskily. "You keep doing that and I will."

Sally removed her finger reluctantly.

"Does that make your cunt throb and get wet, Sally?" she asked.

"Look at it!" Sally giggled, twisting in her chair and spreading her slim thighs.

Marla saw the wetness seeping through the thin crotch of her daughter's shorts. "Ohhh, that's very nice, baby! Now, it's my turn to feel."

She leaned over and pressed her hand her daughter's crotch, rubbing it, feeling the heat of her sugary cunt through the shorts. Sally squealed and wiggled her ass, pushing her cunt to her mother's hand.

But Marla pulled away.

"We can't have all the fun, Sally," she said. She stepped back to her son. "Stand up for me, Bob."

Bob stood, his cock straining at his shorts. Marla stared down at it, noticing her daughter was, too. She placed her palm on it, and then closed her fingers tightly.

"Oooh, Bob!" she whimpered hotly. "It's very hard! Ohhh, and so big, too! I bet you loved this cock in your pussy, Sally."

Sally nodded her had, watching her mother's naked body. She licked her lips, seeing her mother's hand squeezing Bob's cock through his shorts. Marla pulled her son's shorts to one side, revealing his cock.

"Ohhhh, such a beautiful cock!" she cried out, running her arm along his prickshaft, feeling the smooth head. "Ohhh, it's so hard, so big, so hot!"

She gripped Bob's cock, stroking it back and forth, then rubbed his dripping cockhead along her thigh, smearing his fuck-juices on her flesh.

"Ooooh, that feels so good," she sighed. "It's been so long since I've felt this."

Sally got to her feet, moving toward them. She stood close to her mother, watching her fist jacking Bob's cock. She lifted her hand and hesitantly placed it on her mother's naked ass. Marla gurgled, wiggling her ass.

"It's okay, Sally," she mewled. "You can touch me, touch my ass! You can touch me anyplace!"

"Oh, Mother!" Sally sobbed, and squeezed her mother's ass, darting her pretty face to her swollen tits.

Marla wrapped her free arm about her daughter's head, puffing her face tightly at her tit. She waggled her ass as Sally fondled it, squeezing it, and pumped on her son's cock. Bob, seeing his sister sucking at their mother's nipple so greedily, grabbed the other and stuffed it into his mouth.

Marla whimpered as they tuned and sucked on her tits. She twisted her ass with desire, her cunt bubbling hotly. She held their faces tight against her tits, looking down at their hunger.

She clung to her son's cock hard, pressing his swollen cockhead against her flesh, feeling his fuck-juices smearing her. Sally, while sucking at her tit, began to squeeze and fondle her naked ass, digging her fingers in. Both Bob and his sister gurgled, each of them trying to swallow their mother's tits.

"Wait," Marla whispered.

She gently pushed them from her.

Bob and Sally gazed at her anxiously. Sally stood with her hands folded before her, looking shy. Bob, his eyes big, stared at his mother, his cock jutting up with lovely hardness.

Marla opened her daughter's blouse, shoving it from Sally's shoulders. Her perky tits, so tight excited her. Her delicious pink and round, nipples stood out, stiff. Bob stared at his sister's tits, running his tongue over his lip. Marla cupped one of her daughter's tits, fondling it, finding her flesh creamy and very smooth. She twisted Sally's nipple, bringing a cry of pleasure from her. She saw Sally's hand dart for her brother's cock, and smiled.

"Jerk his cock, baby," Marla said softly. "Jerk your brother's cock."

With that, Marla leaned down and swirled her hot tongue about one of her daughter's stiff nipples. Sally cried out softly and squeezed her brother's cock hard.

"Ohhh, don't, Sally!" Bob groaned. "I'll come off!"

Marla, her eyes watching Sally's fist, closed her lips about one of her daughter's nipples and sucked it, her tongue swirling hotly. Sally wiggled her hips, sobbing with delight. She cupped her palm around her brother's cock, feeling the heat of it, his slippery fuck-juices bubbling out of his piss-hole.

"Mother, I want it!" Sally cried.

Marla lifted her face, her eyes glittering.

"I know, baby," she whispered huskily. "And you can have it."

Squealing, Sally peeled her shorts off swiftly, dropping them to the floor. Bob was pushed into his chair by his mother, who dropped to her knees. Sally stood waiting, puzzled.

"There's more than one way to get a cock up your sweet cunt," Marla said, understanding her daughter's expression. "All you have to do is straddle Bob."

"Ohhh," Sally cooed as she swung a leg over her brother.

From where she was kneeling, Marla watched her daughter's sugary cunt flash briefly, then shoved her hand to her son's cock. She grasped it as she had the night before, leaning forward to watch his cock penetrate his sister's lovely pussy.

She gripped her brother's shoulders, making hissing sounds. Marla moved her other hand to her daughter's cunt, feeling the wet heat of her pink pussy-lips. She rubbed the head of her son's cock back and forth, dragging it along her cunt-slit. Sally gurgled with the contact, humping her ass as though trying to get her brother's cock into her cunt.

Marla understood her daughter's eagerness, and placed the head of Bob's cock at Sally's pussy.

"Sit down on it!" Marla groaned as she stared at them. "Sit down on his cock, darling!"

"Oh, yes!" Sally cried out, lowering her ass. Marla held her breath as she watched her daughter's pretty cunt stretch about the smooth head of Bob's cock. Her cunt, already hot and wet, began to pulsate as if she was about to come. Seeing her daughter settling onto Bob's cock sent shivers of perverse pleasure throbbing through her naked body. She let her breath out with a soft hiss as she saw Sally's pretty cunt stretching, being stuffed with Bob's hard cock. She hooked her finger into her son's shorts and pulled them away, exposing his tight balls.

"Fuck him!" Marla hissed. "Fuck his cock, Sally!"

"Ohhh, yes, Mother!" Sally sobbed, and began lifting and lowering herself on Bob's cock. "Oh, it's so good! You're so hard in me, Bob! Oooooh, I can get your cock so deep in my cunt!"

Marla watched, her chin on one of her son's knees. The sight of her daughter's pink cunt clutching her son's cock created an intense desire within her. She tickled Bob's balls with her fingertips, pressing her lips to his knee. She swished her tongue along his thigh, her eyes never moving from Sally's cunt riding that cock.

Juices from Sally's tender pussy began to collect at the base of his cock, and Sally squealed with rapture as she began humping up and down, the cheeks of her pretty, tight ass bunching and clenching. Marla stroked her daughter's shaking ass with her other hand, gripping her son's balls, twisting them. She slipped her fingers underneath Sally and rubbed them along her stretched cuntlips, feeling her son's cock go in and out. She drew her finger back, looking at the wetness on it. She pulled the finger to her lips and smeared them with the tasty juices of Sally's cunt.

With a moan, she released her son's balls and drew her hand to her face. She licked her palm then cupped his balls again. She burned wet kissed about Bob's thigh, her eyes constantly watching Sally's cunt pounding up and down his cock. Bob was gripping his sister's tight ass now, arching his cock upward, groaning with the fiery tightness of his sister's pussy.

"Oh, God, that's beautiful!" Marla cried softly. "Ohhhh, fuck that hard cock, Sally! Your cunt is so full of that cock! Fuck him, baby! Fuck your brother hard!"

"I am!" Sally sobbed, her ass churning, humping and thrusting. "I am fucking him, Mother!"

"Bob, your balls feel so full!" Marla hissed. "Give your sister a big, hot lead of that sweet come-juice! Her cunt is so hungry for it!"

"Go faster, Sally!" Bob was groaning. "Go faster!"

Sally fucked as fast as she could her tight ass jerking back and forth, her clit sliding on his throbbing cockshaft. Marla clung to her son's balls, her eyes glazed with passion. Her cunt was sucking inward, her clit bulging very hard. But she held her son's balls tightly, running her other hand up and down Sally's shivering, smooth thighs, her hips, urging her daughter to greater efforts.

Marla swallowed often, wanting to shove her face into her son's crotch, to taste his hot balls, to inhale the delicate sweetness of her daughter's wet, fiery cunt. She wanted to taste them, taste them both. She wanted to swirl her tongue about the base of her son's cock to get a taste of those sweet cunt juices clinging to it. She wanted to lick at her son's balls, to drag her tongue up to feel and taste the stretch of her daughter's lovely cunt.

But she didn't do any of those things.

"Oooh, I'm about to come!" Sally squealed, grinding on her brother's cock, instinct moving her hips. "I'm gonna come, Bob! Ohhh, my pussy is burning up! I'm about to come... ohhh, see!"

Marla saw. She saw the lips of her daughter's cunt clamp about Bob's cock, the contractions visible to her blazing eyes. Sally squealed loudly and smashed her cunt onto Bob's cock hard, straining onto him. Her ass shook and her slim thighs pressed about his hips.

Marla twisted her son's balls.

"Give it to her now, Bob!" she cried out.

"Ohhh, Bob, squirt it to your sister! Come in her, Bob! Ohhh, baby, please, come in Sally's hot cunt!"

"I am! I'm gonna come in her cunt!"

"Yes! Oh. God... yes!" Marla cried out. When her son groaned, she felt his balls go into spasms. She watched the base of his cock jerk, and Sally squealed as she felt her brother gushing his come-juice up into her sucking cunt. Marla clung to her son's balls, breathing hard and fast, her own pussy dripping juices.

Sally, her orgasm fading away, shivered as she leaned forward against her brother, and whimpered at the receding ecstasy. Marla gazed at her pink cunt as it squeezed Bob's cock from it. When her son's cock drooped, she stared at the glistening wetness. A small bubble of come-juice clung to his piss-hole.

"Ooooh, yes!" Marla whispered, shoving her face forward.

She flicked her tongue out, tasting the tip of her son's cock. Her nose brushed her daughter's slightly quivering ass. Sally, as if knowing what her mother was up to, slipped her crotch upward, her wet cunt rating on her brother's lower stomach. Marla drew back, gazing at her son's pussy-wet cock, seeing come-juice dripping out of her daughter's cunt.

With a cry, she opened her mouth and pulled her son's cock into it.

"Ohhh, Mom?" Bob grunted as he felt the hot wetness close about his prick. "Mom!"

Marla made whimpering sounds as her tongue swirled about her son's cock, tasting the sugary juices of her daughter's cunt on it. The taste of her daughter's cunt with the mingling sweetness of her son's come-juice sent her naked ass shaking. Her cunt throbbed, her clit bulging. She pulled her son's cock deep into her mouth, pressing it with her tongue. The juices at the base of his cock smeared her hot lips.

Clinging to her son's cock with her mouth, her tongue swirling again, Marla let out a muffled moan. Her cunt exploded, tightening up with a hot, juicy orgasm. She shifted the heel of one foot, pressing it against her contracting cunt, mouthing her son's cock with greedy sucks. She pulled her lips backward on it, clutching his cockhead, stretching it, then gobbling it deeply again.

While her cunt was still clutched in the powerful orgasm, she released her son's cock and raced her tongue upward through the hair at his cock base. Mindless with erotic ecstasy, she swirled her tongue through the wetness that seeped from her daughter's cunt.

The taste of her son's hot come-juice sent her mind spinning, and with a cry, she shot the flat surface of her tongue across the slit of her daughter's cunt.

"Oooooh, Mother!" Sally yelped when she felt the tongue on her pussy.

She didn't pull away, but instead, arched her ass, shoving her sugary cunt to her mother's face.

Marla took a couple of swipes at her daughter's cunt, flicking the tip of her tongue barely into it.

Then, as if becoming aware of what she was doing, she pulled away.

"I... I couldn't stop myself," she said, almost embarrassed.

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CHAPTER FOUR

"Mother," Sally said that afternoon, "I don't see how you can stand it."

"Stand what, honey?"

Marla was wearing a housedress, but she was naked underneath except for a pair of panties. She was amused to see her daughter running around after her morning bath wearing only a pair of panties. Amused, but delighted, too. She loved to watch those tight tits of her daughter, that saucy ass cupped in the tight panties.

Bob was still in the bath, and she and Sally were in her bedroom, with Marla brushing her daughter's hair. Sally sat before her mother's dresser, watching their reflections in the mirror. Marla was loving this, doing her daughter's hair and gazing in the mirror at those lovely tits with candy-pink nipples.

"You know, watching me and Bob fucking."

"It's kind of hard on me, I'll admit." Marla smiled at her daughter in the mirror.

Sally giggled in her cute way. "You mean it's hard on Bob, don't you? He sure can get a hard cock, can't he, Mother?"

Marla nodded, drawing the brush through Sally's soft hair. "He can get a beautiful hard-on," she agreed.

"Why don't you fuck him, Mother?"

A tremble went through Marla. She paused, placed the brush on the dresser, and slipped her hands over Sally's shoulders. She cupped her daughter's tits, squeezing them gently.

Sally gurgled and placed her hands on top of her mother's, pressing them into her tits, her eyes turning glassy with desire. Marla buried her face against the top of her daughter's head, kissing softly, her eyes gazing into those of her daughter in the mirror.

"You want to fuck huh," Sally said in a low voice, her mother now twisting tenderly on her pink nipples. "I know you want his cock in you. I can see how hot you get when you watch us fucking. Mother, Bob would be so pleased if you fucked him."

"How do you know, honey?" Marla murmured.

"We talked," Sally said. "Last night, after you want to bed, he came to my room."

"And fucked, of course," Marla smiled.

"Oh, yes!" Sally giggled. "We sure did, Mother. Is that okay?"

"What can I say?" Marla replied. "I got you two started, didn't I? I'd be cruel if I tried to stop you now. What did Bob say about me?"

Sally squirmed her pantied ass on the cushioned stool. "He just said he wanted to fuck you, Mother."

"Is that all?"

"Well, he said your cunt was awfully hairy and wet, and he wondered if it felt like mine."

Marla made a purring sound and ran one hand down her daughters soft stomach, making soft, circling, caressing movements. Her fingers touched the elastic of Sally's panties, and Sally, staring at her mother in the mirror, opened her knees. Marla lowered her hand, feeling the heat of her daughter's cunt through the nylon panties. She rubbed her finger up and down, feeling her pussy-slit, then pressing her knotted clit. Sally squealed and pushed her head back against her mother, spreading her legs wider.

"You're very hot," Marla whispered, sliding her hand into her daughter's panties. "You're very, very hot, baby."

"I always am, Mother," Sally mewled and shoved her crotch to her mother's hand.

"So hot," Marla whispered throatily, rubbing at her daughter's swollen clit. "I was, when I was your age, too. I used to be so hot, I could hardly stand it. I was afraid to go out, afraid I wouldn't be able to control myself."

"Really, Mother?" Sally asked, shivering with pleasure as her mother rubbed firmly upon her swollen clit.

"I still am," Marla confessed. "In fact, I'm hotter than I ever was."

"Are you hot now, Mother?" Sally asked in a low voice.

"Like you, I stay hot and wet," Marla replied, sliding her finger down and slipping it into her daughter's fiery pussy.

She worked it in and out, fucking Sally slowly. Sally wiggled her ass, one hand on the outside of her panties, resting on her mother's hand.

"I think about cock, real hard cock, plunging into my cunt and fucking me until I can't stand any more. I dream of it, day and night."

"Then let Bob fuck you, Mother." Sally groaned as she felt her mother's finger slide deep, wiggling about the soft, wet walls of her pussy. "Let him stick his cock in you... let him fuck you, Mother!"

"Ohhh, baby!" Marla cried out, puffing her hand out of her daughter's cunt and panties. She hesitated just a moment, then stuck it into her mouth, sucking and licking the juices.

Sally stared at her mother in the mirror, then giggled lewdly. "What do I taste like, Mother?"

"You've never done this?" Marla asked. "I was tasting myself long before I was your age. But to answer your question, you taste like sugar!"

Sally turned on the stool, facing her mother. She wrapped her arms about Marla's waist, burying her face into her mother's stomachs Marla hugged Sally against her. Sally was trembling as she slipped her hands down to her mother's swelling ass and the backs of her thighs.

Marla moved, her tongue along the elastic waistband of Sally's panties, drawing it along one hip, then down the sweet flesh of Sally's thigh. Sally twisted and gurgled as she watched her mother's wet tongue flicking her legs. With a husky cry, Sally flung her legs wide apart.

Marla saw the tight crotch of Sally's panties, and saw it was wet, very wet, her succulent cuntslit outlined. As she kept licking the smooth flesh, she watched Sally writhe her ass, grinding her hips about with lewd pleasure.

Sally, her eyes unfocused, every part of her body responding to the hot wetness of her mother's tongue, let out small cries of growing ecstasy.

Marla's ass was in the air, waving gently as she licked the inner flesh of Sally's smooth thigh. Already she could inhale the hot, wet scent of her daughter's pussy. She breathed the fragrance in deeply, lapping about her crotch, moving her face closer and closer to Sally's sugary cunt. Her eyes burned at the girl's crotch as she watched Sally twist and grind with eagerness.

"Ooooh, Sally, it's so lovely!" Marla moaned. "Your cunt is so lovely!"

Quickly, Marla buried her face into her daughter's cunt, her lips parted as she kissed into the crotch of those tight panties. Sally gasped, arching her hips up, shoving her pussy at her mother's mouth.

"Ooooh, Mother, Mother!" Sally sobbed, grabbing at her mother's head and straining her cunt hard at her mouth.

Marla whimpered and began to suck at the crotch of her daughter's panties, drawing her cunt-juices through them. Closing her open mouth tight at her daughter's crotch, she lapped her tongue up and down. Sally began to thrash about with wild, ecstatic cries.

"So hot!" Marla murmured into her daughter's crotch. "You're so hot and wet, darling! Your cunt is so wet, your panties are soaked!"

"Oh, Mother, do something!" Sally pleaded, arching her hips and twisting her face from side to side. "Please, Mother, do something!"

Feverishly, Sally shoved a hand up her mother's dress. She squeezed her mother's thigh, then caressed Marla's creamy leg with swift movements, sliding her palm up and down, from her mother's knee to the edge of her panties. Marla shook her ass lewdly, and hooked a finger into her daughter's panties.

She pulled them aside, and at her creamy pussy-slit. She saw how juicy Sally's cunt was, saw her tiny clit bulging from her soft, wet cunt folds. Sally twisted and arched, sobbing with need. She ran her hand over her mother's ass, then shoved her fingers into Marla's panties. She rubbed feverishly at her mother's hairy cunt, and with a cry, plunged her fingers deep into the steamy wetness.

Marla gave a cry now, feeling her daughter's fingers thrusting in and out of her hairy cunt. She wiggled her ass, scooting a little closer so her daughter could fingerfuck her more easily. She lowered her mouth to the sweet silt of Sally's cunt, and flicked her tongue across her inflamed clit. Sally's ass lurched upward as she cried out at the scaring touch of her mother's tongue on her cunt.

"Kiss me, kiss me!" Sally sobbed. "Mother, lick my pussy! Ohhh, my cunt is burning, Mother! Lick my cunt, please!"

"I will, darling," Marla hissed. "Oh, Mother will lick your sweet cunt good!"

With that, she pressed her mouth against Sally's juicy pussy, plunging her tongue into the wet tightness. She probed Sally's cunt a few times, wiggling her tongue against her soft pussy-walls. Sally spread her legs wide, straining her cunt into her mother's face, ramming all her fingers into her mother's cunt with wild thrusts. Marla slurped wetly at Sally's pussy, slipping a hand underneath her squirming ass, clutching in tight asscheek. She clung to Sally's thrashing ass tightly, thrilled to feel her cunt beating at her hungry face so eagerly. She pushed her tongue out as far as she could and let her daughter fuck it, slamming up and down. Sally cried out and twisted violently with rapture. She shoved her fingers as deep as she could into her mother's cunt, feeling the squeezing sensation around them.

Marla closed her eyes as she sucked at the seeping juices of Sally's cunt. Her tongue swished and plunged, then she drew Sally's distended clit between her lips. Sucking hard, she ran the tip of her tongue rapidly about her sensitive fuck bud. Sally cried out and shot her hips up, grinding her cunt into her mother's face desperately.

"Make me come, Mother!" Sally begged. "Please, Mother, make me come! I'm so hot! My cunt is so hot and wet! Make me come, please make me come!"

Marla held her daughter's clenching ass tightly with one hand, still holding Sally's panties to one side with the other. She buried her mouth hard into the steamy wetness, drivin her tongue in and out, fucking her daughter as if it were a hard cock. Her face was becoming smeared with the slippery juices, her lips feeling bruised. But Marla didn't care; she was eating her daughter's hot cunt, sucking it, licking it, and that was what she wanted most of all right then.

Sally, almost out of her mind with ecstasy, rammed her fingers in and out of her mother's cunt brutally, hardly knowing she was doing it. She thrashed her ass about, crying as the ecstasy increased. Her mother's tongue seemed to go deep, almost as deep as her brother's cock. She spread her legs as wide as she could, straining her bubbling cunt hard into her mother's sucking mouth. Her clit felt as if it were about to burst, explode from her body.

Marla sucked at Sally's knotted clit as hard as she could, then released the pressure with her lips and swirled her tongue about it. She humped her ass to the pounding of her daughter's fingers, moaning with pleasure.

Sally, about to go out of her mind with ecstasy, jerked her fingers from her mother's hairy cunt and smeared the hot wetness about her face, mostly over her lips. She plunged her fingers into her own mouth and sucked the juices of her mother's pussy. With a wild cry, she flung her mother's gown up over her ass, and plunged her fingers back into her steamy clit. She rammed her fingers in and out a number of times, then drew her fingers back to her mouth, sucking the juices of her mother's cunt from them.

Marla knew what her daughter was doing, and she began to edge her knee closer to her daughter's face. But Sally was grinding her cunt faster and faster into her mouth. Just as Marla lifted, her knee, ready to swing it over her daughter's face, Sally squealed with a powerful orgasm.

Smashing her mouth hard at Sally's convulsing cunt, Marla continued to place her knees about her daughter's face. Sally, her eyes glazed with ecstatic orgasm, saw only her mother's hairy cunt and quickly lifted her head and smashed her face into it.

Marla gave a sob as she felt her daughter's lips pressing at her cunt. She thrust her tongue into the contracting slit of her daughter's cunt, stabbing in and out swiftly. Sally, her mind reeling with rapture, closed her mouth around the hairy lips of her mother's cunt, and began to suck frantically, clutching her mother's asscheeks with tight fingers.

Marla banged into Sally's sucking mouth, grinding her cunt into it. She gave a low, muffled screw into her daughter's cunt as her own pussy exploded into a fiery orgasm.

Sally rammed her tongue up her mother's cunt, pulling at her ass, trying to smother herself with her hairy, wet pussy. She kept thrashing her tight ass about, grinding into her mother's mouth, her cunt going through a series of fiery orgasms that was quickly draining her strength.

Marla felt her daughter's body relaxing beneath her, and lifted her face. She gazed into her pink cunt for a moment, then kissed it tenderly. Swinging her legs over Sally's head, she lay beside her daughter, tenderly caressing her still-quivering cunt. She touched Sally's pussy with feather-light fingertips, gliding them along the inner flesh of her slender thighs. Her own cunt kept throbbing. Despite the intensity of her orgasm, Marla wasn't at all satisfied. She wanted more, and more, and more.

She drew her knee up as she lay on her side, stroking her still-gasping daughter's thigh.

"Did you like that, Sally?" she asked, her voice low.

"I loved it, Mother!" Sally breathed. "I didn't know girls could have so much fun."

Marla laughed a low, throaty laugh. "Girls can have a lot of fun with each other. But guys are more fun."

"Oooh, yes," Sally giggled. "I loved the way yow kissed my pussy, Mother, but I like Bob's cock in me best of all."

"I know," Marla agreed.

"Fuck him, Mother," Sally urged. "Bob wants to fuck you so much! I know you'd love it, too!" Marla's eyes gleamed, and she nodded her head.

"Okay, I will," she said, firmly. "I'll fuck his cock off!"

"Oh, don't do that, Mother," Sally giggled. "I want it spin, you know."

"A figure of speech," Marla said, giving her daughter's cunt a soft pat. "But I'll fuck him. I'll give him a fantastic fuck!"

Sally squealed and twisted about, shoving her lips to her mother's. She kissed her mother hard, and when she felt her mother's tongue sliding into her mouth, she sucked it. Pushing her mother's tongue back, she moved her own into Marla's mouth. Marla mewled and sucked at Sally's tongue, and gasped softly when her daughter closed her fingers about her tits, squeezing them through her thin housedress.

When they pulled apart, Bob was standing at the side of the bed. His hair was still damp from his bath, and he wore jockey shorts.

Marla's eyes glowed brightly as she gazed at the nice lump his cock and balls made in them. Sally turned and looked at her brother, too.

"Mmmmm, that's for me," Marla purred and shoved her hand to her son's crotch. She cupped his balls, squeezing them lightly. "Bob, your sister and I have come to a conclusion."

"Why are your faces so wet?" Bob asked.

Sally giggled.

"Because we were enjoying each other," his mother answered.

"We sucked cunts!" Sally blurted, her eyes gleaming. "Mother sucked my cunt and I sucked hers!"

Bob trembled as his mother pressed her hand against his balls, his cock stiffening inside his shorts. Marla stared at it, seeing the outline, his swollen cockhead, with a moist spot spreading on the white cloth.

Sally shoved her hand out and pulled his shorts down so that his cock lurched free.

"Oooh, God, it's beautiful!" Marla hissed. Sally clutched her brother's cock, jacking him.

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CHAPTER FIVE

"Not so fast, Sally," Marla said. "You'll make him come."

Sally pulled her hand away, but her eyes gazed at his cock hungrily.

Marla drew her hand away from him. She sat back on the bed, lifting her knees to her chin. Bob stared at his mother's thighs and crotch.

Sally, very eager to see her brother fucking their mother, slipped off the bed and pulled Bob's shorts right down. Bob, his cock waving about in hardness, continued to gaze at his mother's exposure. Marla understood her son's excitement, and parted her knees. She slipped her hand down and pulled her panties from her pussy, showing it all to him.

"Ooooh, Mom!" Bob groaned, his eyes turning hot and glassy.

"Mother is gonna fuck you, Bob," Sally said, dropping his shorts to the floor. "She said you could fuck her."

"Oh, Mom, can I?"

Marla nodded her head, her eyes bright with desire.

Bob's cock lurched up and down, and Marla saw the beading wetness at his piss-hole. She lifted her ass, stripping her panties off quickly and throwing them over the side of the bed. She then lay back, her skirt at her waist, her fingers opening her top to let her tits out. Her eyes kept gazing at her son's balls and cock, her tongue running about her lips.

She opened her legs wide.

Bob gasped with excitement as he stared at his mother's cunt, seeing her pussy-hair glistening with juices, her pink cuntlips and her tight clit. Marla felt her cunt clamp tightly, then open all by itself. With her shapely tits showing now, she slipped her hands down, sliding her fingers through her thick mass of soft-hair. She pulled the lips of her cunt open, then squeezed them together, lifting her ass and twisting it in an inviting wiggle.

Sally climbed back onto the bed with her mother and began to play with her firm, swelling tits.

"Come here, Bob," Marla whispered throatily. "Come to Mother, baby."

Bob climbed onto the bed, his cock swaying with hardness, his eyes burning on his mother's tantalizing cunt.

"Fuck me, baby," Marla mewled. "Fuck Mother. My cunt is hot and wet and needs your hard cock, darling! Come here and fuck me!"

Bob, with a groan of delight, slipped between his mother's spread thighs. Marla lifted her hips, offering her cunt to him. Bob stared at the wanton gyrations of his mother, his cock eager to plunge into her cunt.

"Ooohh, Bob, fuck me!" Marla whispered huskily. "Mother wants that lovely hard-on. Mother's cunt wants that hard, long cock! Stick it to me, baby! Ohhhh, yes, stab Mother's cunt with that lovely hard-on!"

Sally, clinging to her mother's tits, was watching with wide, glowing eyes, seeing her mother lifting her cunt to Bob's cock, seeing her brother's prick throb, dripping from his pisshole.

"Oh, Bob, give it to her!" she mewled. "Stick your cock in Mother's cunt and fuck her! I wanna see you fuck her, fuck that hairy cunt, fuck that wet, hot pussy! Do it, Bob! Ohhh, please, fuck Mother's cunt!"

Bob wasn't hesitating out of fear or reluctance. He was hesitating because he was fascinated by his mother's cunt. Although he had seen it the night before, and then again this morning, his fascination was still as great as ever. He loved the thick soft hair that framed it, the way her clit swelled up from her soft pussy folds. He could, he thought, stare at his mother's cunt all day.

"Come on, baby!" Marla hissed.

Bob pushed his cock downward, and gasped when his cockhead rubbed along the fiery slit of his mother's cunt. Marla too, gasped at the contact. Her hips jerked upward, and Bob held his breath when he saw the swollen head of his cock sucked into his mother's cunt.

Marla, feeling her son's cock pressing into her cunt, gave a whimper of excitement. Sally, gripping both her mother's full tits, watched with smoky eyes, her tits rising and failing with voyeuristic pleasure. She leaned over so she could watch her mother's cunt grab her brother's cock.

Marla hissed, and thrust her hips up.

Bob's cock was pulled in deep, and he and his sister stared at the hairy lips of their mother's cunt as they pressed at the base of his prick. Marla gave a cry of delight and began to grind at her son's cock. She had her fingers in the hair of her pussy, pulling up on it. Her clit swelled outward, touching at the base of his prick. She moved her free hand to her daughter, slipping it between Sally's thighs. Sally opened her legs to her mother's hand.

"Ooooh, that looks good, Mother!" Sally cried out. "I can see Bob's cock in you, in your pussy! Oohhhh, that looks so good!"

"It feels good!" Marla mewled, and humped her ass, sliding her cunt along her son's cock, fucking him. "Come on, Bob, don't be shy with me! Fuck me, baby! Ohhh, I can feel how hard your cock is in my cunt! Fuck Mother, Bob! Ohhh, yes. Ram your cock in Mother's wet pussy!"

Bob grabbed his mother's hips, and drove his cock into her swiftly, making Marla cry out with delight. Marla's hand shot up between her daughter's thighs and cupped her creamy pussy, feeling it through her drenched panties.

"Ohhh, bang me hard, Bob!" Marla urged, twisting and grinding her crotch for her son. "Pound my pussy! Ohhh, yes, pound Mother's cunt with your sweet, hard cock!"

Bob rammed his cock in and out, gasping with rapture, feeling his mother's hairy cunt clutch his prick tightly, her hairy cuntlips squeezing and sucking at him. His balls smashed against her grinding, fiery ass, making Marla sob with sensation.

"Ooooh, I love it!" Marla wailed, drawing her knees back. "I love it so much! Fuck Mother! Fuck Mother's hungry cunt! Feed that sweet, hard cock to my pussy, Bob! Ohhh, it's been so long... so fucking long! I need it, baby! I need your prick, my cunt needs your prick!"

Sally stared at her brother's cock sliding in and out of their mother's cunt. She pulled and squeezed Marla's tile, and Marla was tearing at the crotch of Sally's panties.

"Sally, take those fucking panties off!" she hissed, slamming her burning cunt up and down, meeting her son's wild thrusts. Her cunt was so wet, there was a moist slapping sound each time Bob plunged his cock into his mother's pussy. "Take them off! Tear the fucking things off!"

Sally, gasping with pleasure, peeled her tight panties off, ripping them in the process. The second she had them off, Marla clutched a slim thigh and pulled.

"Sit in my face, Sally! I want your sweet cunt in my face! Put your pussy on my mouth! I'm going to suck your cunt while Bob fucks me! Hurry, baby, let me have your juicy cunt in my face!"

Bob stared with wide eyes as his sister scrambled around and squatted in their mother's face. Without pausing, plunging his cock powerfully into his mother's hairy cunt, he saw his sister's pink pussy open just as his mother lifted her mouth, stabbing her tongue into it. Sally squealed and began to grind her ass into their mother's face, sliding her cunt back and forth.

Marla, sucking at Sally's sugary cunt once more, cupped her asscheeks above her face, swirling her tongue in and out of her tight, juicy cunt. She humped her cunt up and down to meet the wilder thrusts of her son's cock, now grinding with ecstasy. Her nose pushed into Sally's ass, and pressed upon her hot ass crinkle.

"Ooooh, suck me, Mother!" Sally wailed. "Suck my cunt! Stick your tongue up my cunt!"

Her eyes blazed at her mother's widely spread crotch, watching her brother fucking her fast and hard. She shoved a hand through the hair of her mother's cunt and pulled backwards, watching her mother's clit scbang the shaft of Bob's cock. She touched it with a fingertip, and then shoved her finger into Marla's cunt alongside her brother's cock.

Marla, feeling this added stretching in her cunt, gurgled into Sally's pussy, ramming her tongue in deeply. Sally wiggled and bumped her cunt into her mother's mouth, and pulled her finger out of her pussy, bringing it to her face and licking the juices from it.

Bob gasped as he watched his sister, digging his fingers into his mother's thrashing hips. He stabbed his cock faster and harder and deeper into his mother. His balls were swollen and aching, and he was getting very close to coming.

Sally, squatting in their mother's face, lifted her shoulders and clutched her tits, her eyes burning as she watched Bob fucking into their mother's rapidly churning cunt. Marla sucked hard at her daughter's cunt, her nose pressing into her tiny asshole, grinding her hips with wanton ecstasy, feeling her son's cock throb into her greedy cunt. She began to squeal, the sound muffled by the tightness of Sally's sweet pussy on her mouth.

"She's gonna come, Bob!" Sally cried out. "Mother is going to come!"

"I know!" Bob grunted. "Her cunt is getting tighter!"

"Ohhh, come with her, Bob! Come in Mother's cunt! She wants you to squirt it in her pussy, Bob!"

Bob rammed hard, his balls smashing against his mother's steaming and thrashing ass. He lifted his face, his features contorted. He growled and his body trembled then went stiff.

Marla strained her cunt onto her son's cock, sucking hungrily at her daughter's pussy. She screamed into the wetness as her pussy contracted with a wild, explosive orgasm. Her tongue went deep into Sally's cunt, and Sally suddenly cried out.

"Ohhh, I'm coming, too!" she shrieked. "I'm coming! Oh, Mother, stuff your tongue deep in my cunt! I'm coming!"

"Ohhh... ahhhh!" Bob groaned, his cock gushing with rapid throbs, sending spurt after spurt of boiling come-juice into his mother's sucking pussy.

Marla felt her son coming inside her cunt. She felt his thick come-juice splash the soft, greedy walls of her pussy. Her ass churned wildly as her son gushed the precious juice of his balls into her pussy, her hairy pussy-lips grasping and pulling, as if sucking him off.

"Ohhhhh, yes, yes!" Marla cried. "Oh, God, yes!"

Bob, his balls empty, slumped backwards, his cock puffing free of his mother's clinging cunt. He flopped onto his back, gasping heavily.

Marla's tits heaved up and down, her skin flushed. She continued to writhe, but gently, mewling very softly. Bob and Sally sat waiting, watching her. Marla knew they were watching, felt their eyes on her naked body. She had her eyes closed, her face showing the intensity of her rapture. Her cunt felt stretched, her clit tingling. She could still feel the sensation of her son's cock inside her pussy. Come-juice seeped from her hairy pussy-lips, wetting the cheeks of her shapely ass.

Slowly opening her eyes, she looked at her son and daughter. Bob and Sally said nothing, but gazed steadily back at her. Sitting up, Marla lifted her hands above her head, stretching in a lazy way. Bob and Sally watched her firm tits lift and fall.

Then Marla laughed with a throaty sound. "That was good, Bob," she said. "It was very good."

Bob gave his mother a shy grin while Sally giggled.

Marla's eyes moved down his body, then fixed upon his cock. The juices of her cunt and his come-juice glistened on it. His balls dangled between his legs. Running her tongue over her lips, Marla gently pushed her son onto his back.

Without a word, she leaned down and ran her tongue across his cock, tasting the juices on it. She swished her tongue about the base of his cock, dragged it along his cock shaft to his cockhead. With a flick of her tongue, she moved it to one side, and then licked at his preciously balls.

"Ohhh, sweet baby," Marla murmured, and pulled her son's cock into her hot mouth.

Bob gasped, feeling his mother's tongue swirl about the head of his cock, his eyes huge as he looked down at her. Sally began to giggle as she leaned over tone her brother's cock inside their mother's mouth.

Marla tongued Bob's cock, making throaty sound. She clung to the base with her lips, her tongue lapping it. Holding the head of his prick in her lips, Marla pulled a little harder, her tongue swiping about his piss-hole. Sally's eyes burned with a bright gleam as she watched, and Bob was gasping again.

"Ooooh, Mother!" Sally cried out softly.

Marla's eyes flashed into those of her daughter. She released the pressure on her son's cock by lowering her mouth. Again, she took it completely inside, working her lips at his cock base. The feel of Bob's cock inside her mouth sent tremors through her body. Although he was not hard, his cock tasted very good against her tongue.

With a mewling cry, she pulled from his cock, but buried her face into his crotch, nuzzling at his balls for a few moments.

"Want to stuck it?" she asked her daughter. "Oh, Mother!" Sally exclaimed. "I don't know about that."

"Why not, honey?"

"Mother, he pisses with that thing," Sally replied, eyeing her brother's cock closely.

"You pee with your pussy, too, don't you?" Marla laughed. "And, I pee with my cunt, and that didn't stop you from licking it."

"But he might get hard," Sally countered, her eyes staring fixedly at her brother's cock.

Bob lay with his hands behind his head, watching his mother and sister, grinning from ear to ear. He enjoyed the hot wetness of his mother's mouth on his cock, and he was more than ready for his sister to suck it, too. Marla was caressing his balls with a warm hand, urging her daughter to put her mouth on his cock.

"It tastes much better when it's hard," Marla replied. "Then it's very hot and makes your lips tingle and your mouth watery."

"Do you like it in your mouth?" Sally asked her mother.

"Honey. I love to suck a hard cock!" Marla answered. "I just love to taste and feel a cock in my mouth, so hard and throbbing. Oh, yes, I like it in my mouth."

"Show me again," Sally mewled. "Mmmm," Marla moaned and went down on her son once more. She parted her lips and pulled his cockhead between them. With her eyes flashing, she sucked and licked at her son's cock. Bob twisted his hips with delight, looking down at his mother's lips around his prick. He felt her tongue sliding slowly about his pisshole, and his balls tightened in her palm. Marla, feeling them move, squeezed his balls, twisting them gently, and moved her lips up and down his cock.

"Mother, it's starting to get hard again?" Sally called.

"Mmmmm!" Marla murmured, darting her mouth up and down swiftly a few times, sucking greedily. The juices on his cock added to her pleasure, and she swirled her tongue as she sucked. She could feel Bob's cock swelling between her lips, and she closed them tightly, pulling up on it hungrily.

Sally leaned closer yet, staring at her mother's lips, watching her take Bob's cock in and out of her mouth. She was almost breathless with excitement. Her pink tongue flicked over her lips, and her body shook as her sugary cunt began to pulsate.

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