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.
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 pussyhair.
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 o
ut.
“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 fuckjuices 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 fuckjuices 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 fuckjuices bubbling out of his pisshole.
“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 pussylips. She rubbed the head of her son’s cock back and forth, dragging it along her cuntslit. 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 comejuice!
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 comejuice 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 comejuice clung to his pisshole.
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