Peggy grinned at the girl.
Donny gasped when he saw his mother place her hand on a tit, curling her fingers. He gasped even more when he saw Susy going along willingly, eagerly.
Peggy, using her other hand and keeping a palm on Susy’s tit, lifted her sweater and revealed her own thrusting, shapely tits.
Susy glanced at Donny and giggled in a lewd, girlish way. Turning her eyes back to Peggy’s shapely tits, Susy said, “You’ve been talking to my mother.”
Peggy nodded, grinning at the girl. Susy, without another word, brought her hands up and began to feel Peggy’s tits.
Peggy looked at her son. “Excite you?” she asked. “Does this make your cock hard, Donny?”
Although her son was too surprised to answer, Peggy saw that the front of his pants was swelling up.
“You might as well take your prick out, baby,” she said to him. “That is, if you want to get in on this fun with me and Peggy.”
“What’s going on, Mother?” he asked. “What you see is what you get, baby,” Peggy teased, dropping her hand down and shoving it underneath Susy’s skirt.
Susy was no longer shy, she was eager. Throwing her knees wide, she shoved her little ass forward. Peggy shoved the skirt to the girl’s waist, running her hand up and down the tight crotch of Susy’s panties. Susy was squealing as she fondled Peggy’s shapely tits. But this wasn’t exactly what Peggy had in mind.
“Donny, I want to watch you fuck Susy,” she said in a thick, hoarse voice filled with erotic emotion. “I want to see your cock go in this tight cunt!”
“Ooooo, yes!” Susy gurgled.
Donny, too excited to wonder what was happening, his eyes wide as he saw his mother feeling up the girl, shoved his pants off quickly, his cock throbbing and dripping with readiness.
Susy, just as eager if not more so, jumped to her feet and rolled her tight panties off, throwing them to the floor. She held her dress at her waist as she rushed to Donny. Peggy stared at the naked sweetness of Susy’s ass, her cunt starting to flex hotly. Sliding her skirt to her waist, she spread her legs and began to run her fingers through the thick curls of her pussy, her eyes hot.
She was amused to see that Susy had straddled her son’s hips the way she had so recently fucked him the girl’s eyes were filmed over with erotic passion as she gazed at Peggy, straddling Donny’s hips. Taking his cock in her hand, she brought his prick to her sweet pink cunt.
Peggy became intensely excited as she saw her son’s cock fuck effortlessly into that pussy. Her pink cunt lips stretched about Donny’s cock, the tip of Susy’s clit glistening as she settled downward.
Susy gurgled with pleasure as Donny’s prick filled her hot pussy. Peggy watched her cunt lips pressing into wiry hair at the base of her son’s cock. Then Susy leaned backwards, her legs wide, and began to move her ass up and down on Donny’s prick. The position was awkward for the girl, but Peggy knew Susy was doing it this way for her benefit at this moment. She could see everything, watch that sugary cunt slide on her son’s throbbing cock. Watch those beautiful pussy lips cling to his prick.
Peggy stood on trembling legs, keeping her skirt about her waist, her hairy pussy revealed. She walked toward them and dropped to her knees. She pressed her son’s legs as far apart as she could, leaning her face in close. She watched that lovely cunt fucking up and down, leaving moisture clinging to Donny’s cock.
“Fuck it, Susy!” she gurgled in a thick voice. “Fuck my son’s cock with your cute cunt! Fuck him good!”
Donny ran his hands about the hips of the bouncing girl, his fingers pulling at her pussy. Peggy stared hotly at the connection, watching her son’s cock being devoured by the pretty cunt. The tip of Susy’s clit was intensely inflamed, sweetly swollen.
“Lick it,” she heard Susy urge in a high pitched voice. “Lick it for me while I fuck Donny! Oooo, lick my cunt for me, please!”
Peggy gave a throaty laugh. “Just like your mother, aren’t you, honey?”
“Ooooo, yes, I am!” Susy gurgled as her ass bounced happily. “Please, lick my cunt while I fuck Donny!”
Peggy rammed her face forward.
Sliding her tongue out, she began to lick hungrily up and down her son’s balls, sliding her tongue up to that deliciously distended clit. She could taste the juices of Susy’s cunt on his cock as she raced her tongue up and down. Her son held Susy’s pussylips wide, making it easy for Peggy to lick the girl’s inflamed clit with alternate strokes of her tongue.
She cupped one hand on her son’s ass cheek, sliding the other up to hold on to Susy’s tits. She pulled her son’s balls into her hot mouth, sucking on them, her nose being brushed by Susy’s clit. Releasing her son’s balls, she managed to get her hot lips about the steamy clit of the gurgling, shaking girl.
The excitement was too much for them.
Susy began squealing that she was coming, and Peggy felt the girl’s hard clit throb. She pulled her face back and saw those sweet cunt lips flexing in orgasm. Quickly she shoved her mouth down and drew her son’s balls into her mouth again, sucking hungrily. Her eyes blazed into the buried cock and cunt lips, then she felt her son’s balls tighten. She slung to them and licked frantically as her son began to squirt his come juice into Susy’s tightening cunt.
Peggy held her son’s balls in her mouth until she was sure they had finished coming, then she let them slip out and sat back on her heels, grinning happily.
“That was the most beautiful fucking I’ve ever seen in my life,” Peggy said. “God, that was so sweet!”
“Now I know you talked to my mother,” Susy giggled as she lifted from Donny, his cock wetly flopping free, of her cunt.
“Why do you know?” Peggy asked. “Because we do it this way a lot, too.”
“This way?” Peggy asked, smiling up at the sweet girl.
“She licks me when I fuck da…” Susy stopped, looking at Peggy.
Peggy laughed, a low naughty sound. “Your mother licks your cunt when you fuck your daddy, right?”
“She told!” Susy yelped. “Mother told you!”
Peggy laughed. “No one told me anything.”
Donny looked at his mother in confusion. “What’s going on, Mother?”
“You’ll find out soon, enough,” Peggy said. “You’ll find out, don’t worry.”
CHAPTER EIGHT
Before bedtime, Grace called Peggy.
She had been sitting with her son, fondling his cock and balls idly, watching one of their favorite programs on television.
Peggy and Grace talked for some time, and she continued to fondle and stroke her sons cock and balls as she talked, her eyes becoming glassy as she gazed down. By the time she hung up, Peggy was intensely aroused.
Donny gave his mother a strange look, not understanding what had gotten her so excited. He had heard the replies of his mother, naturally, but they consisted of grunts and pleasantries.
After hanging up the telephone, Peggy kissed her son quickly, darting her tongue into his mouth deeply, then, with a low growl, she dove her face down. Taking his cock into her mouth, she sucked vigorously, mewling hotly. Surprised, but enjoying it, Donny caressed the back of his mother’s head as she bobbed, her lips sliding smoothly and wetly up and down his throbbing cock, her tongue flicking like a flame.
Peggy hungered for her son’s cock. The conversation she had had with Grace had thrilled and excited her, and she had erupted into a high state of arousal. As she spoke with — or rather listened to — Grace, her cunt had become extremely wet and hot, steaming with desire. It had not been so much talking to the tall beautiful woman as what Grace had said to her.
Peggy knew the things Grace had said had been designed to titillate and excite her, and it had worked. Now, with her cunt on fire, her mouth full of her son’s hard cock, Peggy was sucking as if her life depended on it. Although she had always been an eager cocksucker, she seemed to be much hungrier now.
She sprawled out on the couch, causing her skirt to
hike upwards. Her creamy long legs were exposed and the swelling cheeks of her ass were partially revealed to her son as she gobbled greedily at his prick. She hefted his balls and twisted them about gently, pulling to make him grunt with delight. The swollen head of his cock probed at her throat, and she soon had him dripping so much she had to swallow often.
Due to her eagerness, her wet and hot mouth, it did not take long to make her son come. The come juice gushed from his flaring piss hole and filled her mouth. Peggy rushed her tongue back and forth on his piss hole as he squirted the sweetness into her mouth, whimpering and twisting her hips about on the cushions.
But even then she was not satisfied.
With come juice glistening on her full lips, her green eyes sparkling, she pulled her son to his feet and then to her bedroom. She undressed swiftly as he sprawled out in the center of the bed. Her eyes blazed with erotic desire as she climbed onto the bed next to him.
After leaning over to kiss him, feeling his hands grabbing at her naked tits, she pulled up and, without a word, swung her leg over so that she was straddling his face.
“Eat me, darling!” she cried. Her hands pulled at the puffy lips of her cunt, her clit bulging out. “Ohhh, Donny, suck Mother’s cunt! Tonguefuck my pussy, baby… suck Mother’s hairy cunt!”
She felt his hands cupping the shaking cheeks of her naked ass and could wait no longer. She lowered her bushy cunt down onto his face, squirming and twisting her pussy into his mouth.
As her son’s tongue fucked into her fiery pussy, Peggy squealed loudly and began to rub back and forth, smearing her son’s face with steaming cunt juice. Her shapely tits jiggled tightly as her stomach rippled, her head back and eyes closed tightly. She gasped and cooed, gurgled and mewled as she tossed her naked ass about, keeping her cunt pressing into his mouth.
Twisting a bit, she reached back and grabbed his cock with a tight fist, squeezing and pulling as his prick once more swelled into the hardness she loved so very much.
With a squeal, she suddenly twisted about until she was facing his cock. Slamming her cunt into her son’s face, she leaned over and began to suck at his prick once again, just as greedily as she had in the living room.
Somehow they rolled aver, and Peggy was on the bottom, her son’s cock still inside her clutching lips. She closed her fingers about his naked ass while he shoved his mouth tight into her crotch. Closing her hot, creamy thighs against her son’s face, she began to push and pull at his ass, making him fuck up and down into her mouth. His balls dangled above her eyes, his asshole brushing at her forehead now and then as he fucked up and down. Donny was squeezing at his mother’s twisting ass cheeks as he fucked his tongue in and out of her slippery cunt. She wiggled her pussy against her son’s face with mindless passion, whimpering around his cock when she felt one of his fingertips pressing the sensitive ring of her asshole.
Peggy screamed around her son, hard cock.
It was a scream of ecstasy as his finger darted into her burning asshole. With her son’s tongue and finger both fucking into her, Peggy went wild with her own mouth. She clawed at Donny’s plunging naked ass, trying desperately to swallow his hard cock into her stomach.
The orgasms that were rumbling through her were some of the strongest she had ever felt. Each one was more powerful than the last, and her naked body was shaking with the thrilling sensations, her flesh vibrating with ecstasy. She lifted her hips and began to grind frantically into her son’s mouth, her asshole tightening and holding his deeply embedded finger. She came so hard that she almost fainted from the pleasure. It was such ecstasy that she was hardly aware that her son was once more coming in her mouth. She choked and gagged on the thick sweetness of his come juice, but only because she had been so involved in her own shattering orgasm.
They lay limply next to each other. Donny’s head rested on his mother’s inner thigh, his panting breath hot on her cunt.
It was morning when she woke up, and her son was already up and out of the house.
Feeling somewhat tired despite a good sleep she crawled out of bed and walked into the bathroom. She showered, and the water revived her somewhat. The tiredness she had felt was due to the intensity of last night. It was a good kind of tiredness to her.
Dressing in a sheath that molded to her body with perfection, she brushed her auburn hair until it gleamed. A faint application of lipstick was all the makeup she put on. In the kitchen, she found that Donny had already made coffee for her. She smiled as she poured, feeling love for her son.
She drank her coffee, glancing at the clock frequently.
The call she had received from Grace the night before was still with her, the words Grace had said, the invitation she had extended.
Peggy had no doubt that she would accept it. She was looking forward to it very much.
As she finished her second cup of coffee, she found that her cunt was throbbing. That was nothing surprising to her, however. Her cunt throbbed a great deal, and, now that she was being fucked by Donny, her pussy throbbed not with desperation but anticipation. It was enjoyable to feel her cunt pulsate hotly between her thighs now, knowing that she would not be frustrated.
She had just finished rinsing her cup when the door bell sounded. Wondering who it could be so early, she went to answer it.
“Why, Paul!” she said in surprise.
“Hello, Peggy.” The tall man smiled down at her. “May I come in?”
“Of course.” She opened the door wider and admitted the good-looking man. “Is anything wrong?”
“No, nothing is wrong,” he said in a low voice.
Peggy saw his piercing eyes and she shivered slightly. It was not a shiver of fear, but of arousal. She had seen Paul often, yet she had never felt this way before. But then again, he had not exactly looked at her this way before.
“Would you like some coffee?” she asked, feeling a deep burning in her cunt.
“Thank you,” he replied and followed her to the kitchen.
Paul leaned against the sink as he sipped at his coffee, his eyes gazing boldly at her. Peggy felt like blushing. She had not felt this way in a long time, but that was what he made her feel like doing. She could not resist a peek at the front of his pants. Paul was dressed in a pair of old faded pants that he used to work about the house in and a shirt open almost to his waist. His chest, she noted, was quite hairy.
She had the distinct sensation that he could look right through her dress, see her tits and hairy cunt. The sensation was nice, a warm feeling. She nervously wrung her hands, not knowing what to say.
Suddenly he placed his cup on the sink and was reaching for her. Before she knew what was happening, Peggy was in his arms and kissing him desperately, sucking at his tongue as it snaked into her mouth. She rammed her hips against his, and felt his cock pressing against the lower part of her stomach. She flung her arms about his neck and stood on tiptoe, her head back and lips writhing as she sucked his tongue.
She trembled with bubbling desire when she felt his hands slide down her back and cup the tightening cheeks of her ass, his fingers digging into the resilient flesh. She bumped her cunt against him, drawing his head down to smash her lips tighter against his. She felt him arch his cock harder into her lower stomach, and she began to grind and whimper as desire burst into a roaring flame.
Paul worked her dress up in back, and, as he closed his hands over her naked creamy ass cheeks, he grunted with satisfaction. Mewling against his mouth, Peggy sucked his tongue deeply, then released it. Still with her cunt pressing hard against him, she looked up into his face, her green eyes shimmering with heat.
“Does Grace know where you are?” she asked in a throaty voice.
He nodded. “I told her I wanted to see for myself first.”
She stepped from him, posing with her shoulders back and tits arching out, her nipples molded by the tight sheath. She placed a hand on one hip and smiled seductively at him. “Well, do you like it?”
“I liked it befor
e.” He grinned at her. “I’ve been watching you, Peggy. I won’t deny I haven’t. In fact, Grace and I have enjoyed some damned hot fantasies concerning you.”
“Don’t you think it’s time to stop fantasizing?” she teased.
“Take your dress off,” he said, but his voice was not demanding.
“Here? In the kitchen?”
He didn’t reply but looked steadily at her. A glance down at his pants told Peggy the man had a wonderful hard-on now. His cock bulged out, but she could not really see the size or shape of his prick because of the loose pants. She began to pull the skirt of her sheath upwards, slowly, deliberately tantalizing Paul. She stopped when she had it up far enough to reveal her smooth, shapely thighs.
“Higher,” he said, his voice trembling with desire.
“That’s all you see until you show something in return,” she replied, her green eyes flicking toward his cock significantly.
His hands moved to his pants which had buttons instead of zippers, and he had them open swiftly. She watched him shove his hand into his pants, then he lifted out his cock and balls at the same time. His prick stood very hard, at a forty-five degree angle to his stomach. His cockhead was huge and bright pink with a delicious-looking piss hole that was bubbling fuck juice. His prickshaft was thick and long, and she could see his cock pulsate. His balls, quite large, were hairy, but not too hairy. There was a pulsating fire igniting about her cunt, her clit distending even more than when she had been rubbing against him.
“Ooooo,” she mewled with delight as she gazed upon his cock. “That is… is beautiful, Paul.”
With a gesture of his hand, she slipped her dress higher for him. She watched a glaze come into his eyes when he saw the thick curls of her cunt, triangled perfectly, the dimple of her belly button. Peggy spread her feet about a foot apart on the floor, arching her hips forward so he could see her readiness.
“Now your tits,” he said, his voice gruff but not demanding. “Let’s see those sweet tits, Peggy.”
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