After some time, she slipped to the floor and sprawled on her side, drawing her knees up to her tits in a fetal position. She felt so relaxed, so comfortable, so warm. She was aware that Pam and her father were sitting close to each other, watching her, waiting for her to recover completely. She didn’t mind; it was a good feeling to have their eyes on her naked body. Slowly, she rolled onto her back, stretching her long, creamy thighs out. She cupped her tits and smiled up at them, opening her legs wide to reveal her hair-rimmed cunt without shame.
“That was… wonderful!” she murmured. “I can’t remember when it’s been so good.”
Frank was sitting with his arm, draped over his daughter’s shoulder, cupping one of her tits. Pam was gently and slowly rolling her father’s hairy balls about in her hand.
“You could have it that way all the time.” Pam said in a soft voice.
Janice found the strength to sit up, looking at the father and daughter. Her eyes gleamed with happiness. “What do you mean by that, Pam?” she asked.
“You and my daddy could get married,” Pam said.
“Married?” Janice laughed. “But I’m not looking for a husband, honey.”
“My daddy needs a wife,” Pam said simply. “I try, but I’m not very good at it. Maybe when I get older…”
Frank was looking at her in a strange way, Janice noticed. His cock was starting to become hard once again from the way his daughter manipulated his balls. Seeing it sent a ripple of excitement through her recently fucked cunt. She thought how nice it would be, having that big cock around all the time, in her mouth, up her cunt… and Pam, too.
“We should think about it,” Frank said. “I don’t find the idea so bad at all.”
“No,” Janice said slowly. “I wouldn’t be such a terrible thing. But, we hardly know each other, Frank.”
He laughed. “What more should we know? I thought we knew it by this time.”
Janice laughed. “You may be right, Frank. But I have a son, you know. I’m sure he might have something to say about marriage.”
“I’ll fuck him so much he won’t stop it,” Pam giggled.
“Let’s give this a little time,” Janice said.
“We can see what develops, but we shouldn’t rush into it.”
CHAPTER TEN
Early that evening, Janice recalled that Pam had said once before that her father needed a wife.
But she wasn’t ready to marry anyone, not yet. She knew hardly anything about Frank. All she knew was that he apparently had a good job, and loved to fuck more than anything else. And, of course, the fact that he was fucking his daughter had a certain appeal to her erotic senses.
When Bobby came home, she discussed it with him. To her surprise, her son was agreeing that there should be a marriage between her and Frank.
“I need a sister, Mom,” he said. “And Pam is about the cutest thing around here.”
Janice noticed he did not say he needed a father, but a sister. “Why do you need a sister, honey?”
“I need a sister to fuck!” he said, his voice lifting with excitement.
“Oh, then you’re getting tired of your mother’s cunt, is that it?” she teased. “You’re starting to want a different cunt to fuck, huh?”
“Aw, Mom,” he said. “You know better than that. I love to fuck you, but it would be nice to have a sister to screw, too. And Pam is cute and her ass is sure pretty and…”
Janice laughed at his enthusiastic excitement. “You could fuck her whether I marry Frank or not, you know.”
“But it wouldn’t be the same, Mom,” he said. “If she was my sister, we could have the same bedroom and everything. We could sleep together, and sometimes we could all sleep in the same bed.”
“Sleep?” she asked, lifting her eyebrows.
“Fuck and suck!” he shouted. “You know what I’m talking about, Mom.”
It was getting close to seven in the evening, yet the sun had not gone down. She was sitting in the living room with Bobby, and her son, she saw, was quite accepting of a marriage between her and Frank. She didn’t know how much Bobby knew of the man or of Pam, but she knew he was drawn to the girl, and not only in a sexual way.
Glancing at the front of his pants, she saw his cock was swelling, knowing he was excited about the prospect of sharing a bedroom with Pam. She placed her hand on top of his cock, feeling it throb. She imagined him and Pam sharing the same bedroom, and smiled to think there would be little sleep between the two until the excitement wore off. The idea of having Pam and Frank about all the time had a certain appeal to her, too. Fumbling with her son’s pants, she got his cock free. The head of his prick was smooth, and pre-cum was dripping from his piss hole already.
Leaning down, Janice ran her tongue over his cock, tasting the seeping juices from his piss hole. Bobby opened his pants and shoved them down.
“Suck me, Mom,” he said, arching his cock up toward her face. “Suck my cock!”
Janice fondled his young cock and balls, knowing he was more excited with the idea of having Pam to sleep with than he was of being sucked off by her at this moment. The idea did not make her angry; she knew what excited a boy.
Swirling her tongue around his hard cock, she mewled softly. She lapped at his tender young balls, drawing them into her hot, wet mouth. Sucking on her son’s balls, she felt his hand sliding down to clutch at one of her tits. She wished she had removed her blouse, wanting his hand against her naked tits.
Sliding her tongue up his cock, from the base to the rounded head, Janice opened her lips. Engulfing her son’s cock into her hot mouth, she began to suck up and down slowly, her tongue licking with constant motion. Bobby caressed her head with one hand and her tit with the other. Stuffing her mouth with his sweet cock, Janice sucked with tight, wet lips.
The throbbing of her son’s cock against her lips as it scraped the roof of her mouth and tongue caused her cunt to bubble with desire. She rubbed her thighs together as she sucked Bobby’s prick, feeling the pressure against her puffy cunt and clitoris. The sounds Bobby made excited her, and as she bobbed her pretty face up and down, she saw in her mind Bobby and Pam running about the house naked, her ass bouncy and cute, her son’s cock flopping around. She thought of the excitement it would give her, and probably Frank.
Sliding a hand under her son’s ass, she gripped one of his cheeks and lifted him, driving her mouth down at the same time. Holding his cock at the base with her tight lips, she shivered while his cock throbbed deep inside her hungry mouth. She wanted to hold her son’s cock this way for some time, but her own excitement prevented that. The urge to suck was more powerful. Moving her mouth up and down, she sucked on his prick with increasing movement. Bobby lifted his ass, trying to plunge his cock into his mother’s throat.
Slipping to the floor, Janice stood on her knees as she held her mouth still, letting her son thrust his cock into her mouth, fucking her this way. She knew the enjoyment he received by fucking her mouth as if it were her cunt, and she enjoyed it just as much. Bobby held her head with both hands now, grunting as he stared down at her.
Janice’s eyes glowed up at her son’s contorting face as he fucked his cock up and down, going as deep as he could into her hot, wet mouth. She loved the way his balls brushed at her chin when he came up, and how the head of his cock almost pulled from her clinging lips as he went down.
The taste of Bobby’s cock was as good as it had been that first time. Jt was strong, and so hard inside her mouth. She held his hips now as he fucked up and down, her fingers digging into his flesh.
When Bobby came, he arched up, driving his cock deep into his mother’s mouth. The rounded head was almost penetrating her throat. She felt his cock throb as he began to spew the thick sweetness of his come juice into her stomach. Janice mewled with delight. She preferred his cock at least partway out of her mouth, with perhaps just the head between her lips. That way she could savor the full taste of his sweetness when he came off. This way she hardly taste
d it. But Bobby loved to come off deep in her mouth, and she let him do most of the things he liked with her.
Sucking off his cock, she ran her tongue over the piss hole to taste any remaining come juice. She sat her on her heels and looked at her son. “You’d really enjoy living with Frank and Pam, honey?”
“I sure would, Mom,” he said.
“Why don’t we invite them over and discuss this?” she said. “We should get to know them better if… with this possibility of marriage, don’t you think?”
“When, Mom?” Bobby asked, sitting up with wide, excited eyes.
“Now?”
“Yes!” he squealed. “Let’s do it now, Mom!”
“I’ll tell you what,” she said, standing up. “You call and see it they can come over now. I’ll check and see if we have any cold beer.”
She saw him eagerly reach for the phone as she entered the kitchen. There were about six cans of beer in the refrigerator. She found herself becoming excited at the prospect of Frank and his daughter visiting with them for the evening. She thought nothing of marriage; just the excitement of having Frank and Pam with her and Bobby for the evening, perhaps fucking and sucking and doing anything that turned them on.
Entering the living room again, she saw Bobby just hanging up the phone.
“In half an hour,” he said.
She grinned at her son. “You’re really turned on by all this, aren’t you, darling?” His cock, she saw, was swelling up once more. “The only thing is, you better have your pants on when they get here.”
The half-hour wait was one of the longest waits Janice had ever felt. She was not nervous about Frank and Pam visiting, but about the possibility of all four fucking and sucking in the same room.
When the doorbell sounded Janice almost jumped.
Bobby, with a big grin at his mother, answered the door. Frank and Pam came in.
Janice was on the couch, her legs crossed, her skirt pulled down in a demure way. Frank was in a T-shirt and a pair of old, faded jeans. Pam, as usual, wore tight shorts and a thin cotton blouse. Frank refused the offer of cold beer, preferring coffee instead.
Janice was pleased when her son offered to make it, and she watched him walk toward the kitchen, with Pam right behind him.
“I think our kids like each other,” Frank said, taking Janice’s hand and drawing it to his lap. She felt his cock, and her cunt responded with a deep throb.
“I think they want to fuck each other,” she said, turning and looking into Frank’s face.
“Is that so terrible, Janice?”
She shook her head. “Bobby wants to fuck Pam badly, you know. He talks about her all the time.”
“I know what you’re saying. Pam talks about Bobby, about fucking him. I think we should give them all the encouragement we can, don’t you?”
Janice could not resist squeezing his prick. When Bobby and Pam returned, they saw where Janice had her hand and they both giggled.
Frank slipped his hand along Janice’s thigh, then under her skirt. For just a moment she thought of stopping him, but that was silly now that everything was in the open. Besides, she wanted his thick cock inside her again. Closing her fingers around his concealed cock, she turned and looked at Bobby and Pam just as Frank’s fingers moved into her crotch. Bobby was sliding his hand over Pam’s ass and Pam was rubbing the bulging front of his pants. They stood and watched their parents, eyes glowing hotly.
Janice spread her legs, and Frank shoved her skirt high, exposing her hairy cunt.
“I knew you were fucking your son almost from the start,” Frank said as he moved his fingers up and down the curling hair of her twat. “It seems we’re two of a kind. Or should I say, four of a kind?”
Janice watched her son quickly getting out of his clothing, his cock straining hard. Pam was removing her shorts and blouse. Neither of the two young ones showed the slightest sign of hesitation. What they did show was intense excitement.
She and Frank watched with hot eyes as Pam sprawled out on the floor, her legs wide, her cunt, so lovely and sweet, arching up to meet Bobby’s cock as he dropped to his knees between her thighs. Pam, with a squeal of delight, clasped Bobby’s cock at the base and rubbed the swollen head up and down her hot slit. Since Bobby was still on his knees, Janice and Frank could see them easily.
Pam squirmed about until she had her legs on each side of Bobby and her ass resting against his thighs. The sight of Bobby’s young cock sliding into Pam’s young cunt caused Janice to sigh with erotic pleasure. She felt Frank’s cock throb against her hand, telling her he was just as excited to watch the two young ones fuck.
“Take my cock out of my pants, Janice,” Frank grunted in a low voice as he worked his finger into her cunt. “Take my prick out.”
With eager finger, she unzipped his jeans and slipped her hand into them. Finding his cock, she lifted it free. Closing her fingers over it, she started jacking up and down. Bobby and Pam were gazing at them as they fucked. Pam’s hips moved up and down, her ass still on Bobby’s thighs.
Janice squeezed Frank’s cock as he drove his finger deep into her cunt. But this wasn’t enough for Janice.
“Frank! Oh, Frank,” she murmured as she watched her son fucking Pam. “I want oh, this makes me so fucking hot, watching my son fuck your daughter! I want this cock in me!” Releasing his cock, Janice stood up and began tearing at her clothing, not caring about the rips. She was steaming with desire as she undressed, her eyes still on her son as he plunged his prick into Pam’s tightly gripping, unbelievably hot, cunt.
The last of her clothing fell to the floor, and she stood naked, urging Frank to hurry and strip. He sat on the couch and lifted his T-shirt off, then he shoved his jeans down.
Frank’s cock jutted up from the mass of hair, his balls dangling between his thighs. Janice, with her cunt seemingly boiling more than ever, leaned over and gripped, his prick tightly. She darted her tongue out and swirled it about the smooth roundness of the head, tasting the juices seeping from his piss hole. She felt the urge to suck his cock into her mouth, but the need to have it stretching and filling her cunt was stronger.
Dropping to her hands and knees on the floor, she waggled her upturned ass, looking over her shoulder at him. “Come on, Frank! Oh, God… shove that cock up my fucking cunt before I burn up! Fuck me, Frank! Ohhh, please fuck me — now!”
Somehow, Janice found Pam and her son next to her, still fucking. As Frank knelt behind her and stabbed his cock into her steaming cunt, Janice leaned down and swirled her tongue over one of Pam’s rigid pink nipples. Then, as Frank began to thrust powerfully into her pussy, she pressed her lips to Pam’s, and as the girl’s eager tongue penetrated her lips, Janice began to suck wildly on it. She felt Pam squeezing one of her dangling tits as they kissed and sucked each other’s tongues. This added a hundredfold to the ecstasy that flowed within her raging body. The hard, thick length of Frank’s cock thrusting into her gripping cunt, the taste of Pam’s tongue, the way the erotic girl fondled her dangling tits, and the fact that her son was fucking Pam next to her, all combined to send Janice’s emotions to a soaring, reeling orbit of blissful delight.
Her cunt was squeezing at Frank’s cock with wave after wave of orgasms, making her sob against Pam’s mouth. She slipped her hand down Pam’s shaking stomach and spread her fingers around her son’s cock as it plunged into the girl’s succulent, cunt. She could feel her son’s cock as he fucked the girl, feel Pam’s cunt lips flex with ecstasy.
Then, somehow, she and Pam both were on their knees. They were side by side, with their heads resting on the couch. Janice had no idea when this happened. She could feel Pam’s hips and thighs against her, and Frank was driving his cock in and out of her hairy cunt with more and more power. Her son was fucking Pam from behind, too, and both she and Pam were sobbing and gurgling with ecstasy.
Somehow, either Frank or her son — Janice didn’t know who — shouted to switch places. She twisted her head to see what was goi
ng on, and found her son behind her, his cock plunging into her cunt as Frank fucked his daughter from behind. It was crazy and wild, with both Frank and Bobby switching back and forth, fucking them both in turn.
It seemed to go on and on, with none of them tiring.
Again their positions were changed.
Now Janice found herself with her face buried in Frank’s crotch, his cock inside her mouth, her ass lifted high in the air. Beside her was Pam, sucking frantically on Bobby’s cock.
Twisting about, but not letting go of Frank’s big prick with her lips, she watched Pam devouring Bobby’s throbbing hard-on, soft gurgles bubbling from her. Pam sucked on Bobby’s cock as if she were starved for it, and she probably was, Janice felt.
Suddenly, she wanted to suck her son’s cock.
Jerking up from Frank’s throbbing prick, she shouted, “You suck your father’s cock, Pam! I want to suck my son!”
Pam, without saying anything, switched places with Janice. Taking her son’s cock deep into her mouth, she watched as Pam struggled to suck more than the head of her father’s cock into her mouth. But as before, when the watched through the window, Pam could take no more than just that huge head.
Bobby suddenly arched his cock up, grunting.
Janice caught the first gush of his come juice in her mouth and saw Frank’s thick cream come juice sliding down the side of his cock as he came into his daughter’s mouth. Almost as though the had prearranged it, Janice and Pam, suddenly and very quickly, switched cocks once again. Now Janice closed her mouth on Frank’s cock and caught the rest of his gushing come juice, thrilled to have it mingle with her son’s come juice on her tongue Pam gurgled as she sucked Bobby’s squirting, her mouth filled with his prick, her lips at the base.
Sitting back, Janice wiped at her wet mouth. When Pam lifted her mouth off Bobby’s cock, she turned and grinned at Janice.
“We got a taste of both cocks when they came off!” she squealed. “Oooooh, that was good!”
Kathy Andrews Collection Page 20