“Ooohhhh, I’m about to come!” Sally sobbed.
Marla groaned and stuffed her tongue as deep as she could into Sally’s asshole, straining her hairy cunt onto her son’s cock. Bob returned the pressure, licking hotly at his sister’s throbbing, distended clit. With a muffled squeal, Marla came, her cunt grabbing at her son’s cock tightly. As her pussy contracted, Sally yelled, and smashed her asshole hard into her mother’s face, her pussy convulsing into her brother’s mouth. Bob gripped his sister’s clit between his lips, sending Marla into a shaking rapture of multiple orgasms.
Sally, weak, fell off her mother’s face, curling up into a ball as her naked body trembled. As her orgasms faded, Marla’s naked ass lowered to the bed, and Bob pulled his cock from her cunt, spreading out at her side.
They dozed awhile, exhausted by the wildness that had overtaken them.
When Marla woke up, Bob and Sally were still sleeping. They had somehow, gotten close together, and Bob’s face rested with his lips touching the pink nipple of one of his sister’s saucy tits. Sally was cupping her brother’s cock and balls.
Getting off the bed quietly so they would stay asleep, Marla showered swiftly and dressed. This was something she had wanted for a long time, and now, since this had started with her son and daughter, she was going to do it. While married, it would have been impossible, but with Bob and Sally, anything was possible.
She was gone only for an hour, and when she returned, they were still asleep, though now Bob’s face was almost in his sister’s sugary cunt, and the head of his cock rested on the corner of sally’s mouth.
She wondered if they had woken up and sucked each other while she was gone. It would be delightful if they had, she thought. Then, as they slept, Marla went to work.
The hall bath was larger than her own, and that was where she began to install the heavy mirrors. By the time she finished, the whole floor was covered by heavy mirrors, and the reflection as she stood and looked down excited her. She could see under her dress, see the tight fit of her skimpy panties. She had wanted mirrors on the floor of her bathroom for years, now she had them.
Pleased with her work, she mixed herself a glass of iced tea and sat in the living room sipping it, waiting for Sally and Bob to wakeup. She didn’t have any doubts that her son and daughter would like what she had done. She knew enough about them now to know they enjoyed everything, that both had such intensely erotic personalities.
She heard the squeal of her daughter, and stood up.
“Mother!” Sally cried. “What have you done to the bathroom!”
Marla stood at the door of the bathroom, grinning at Sally. Sally was halfway inside, staring down. Her feet were apart, and Marla could see the reflection of her daughter’s sweet cunt and ass, too.
“Do you like it, Sally?”
“Oh, Mother, it’s a wonderful idea,” Sally said. “Just wait until Bob sees it.”
“Sees what?” Bob came in, rubbing his eyes.
“The floor, Bob,” Sally said, pointing. “Look what Mother has done to the floor.”
Bob saw the mirrors and then his sister’s reflection. He grinned. “Hey, I like this, Mom! I can see Sally’s cunt!”
Marla stepped into the bathroom. “See anything else!”
Bob looked down at his mother’s reflected image, and grinned widely. “Yeah, your cunt, too, Mom.”
“Are you sure?” Marla asked, spreading her feet wide.
“Well, your panties, anyway.”
He moved into the bathroom, and Marla gazed at the floor. The reflection of her son’s cock and balls, his ass, from his upside-down angle excited her as much as seeing her daughter’s cunt and ass.
“I guess you two have to piss, huh?” Marla asked, watching their faces now. “Don’t let me stop you.”
Sally giggled, still looking down at the floor. “I can see my pussy very well, Mother. I could even watch myself piss if I wanted to.”
“That’s right,” Marla said, her voice husky with emotion. “You can watch it spurt right out of your pretty pussy.”
“I don’t need a mirror to watch myself piss,” Bob said.
“Us girls do,” Sally said, her eyes gleaming.
“Go on, Sally,” Marla whispered, her eyes starting to glaze.
“With you and Bob watching?”
“Why not?” Marla said, her voice very low, eyes smoldering with a perverse expression. She was standing inside the bathroom, gazing at her daughter’s reflection. Bob was there, too, and his eyes shifted from his sister’s image to his mother’s. He preferred to look at his mother since she was dressed. Seeing his mother standing over the mirrored floor, staring at her long legs and the bulge of her panties, excited him. It was like being a naughty boy, peering up a woman’s skirt.
“Don’t you want to, honey?” Marla asked in that same low voice. “You might enjoy letting us watch you piss.”
Sally giggled, a flush on her face.
“Do it, please,” Marla urged.
“I will if you will, Mother,” Sally replied, looking shy, considering all she had done with her mother and brother.
“I’ll do it, too,” Marla answered in her low, throaty voice.
She stood next to her daughter, holding her hand. She spread her feet apart on the mirrored floor, and they looked down at their reflection.
“Ohhh, look at us, Bob!” Marla cooed. Bob gazed at the floor, seeing his sister’s pink cunt, so naked and pretty, the tight curves of her ass. He saw his mother’s long legs and the bulge of her panties, the way they fit so snugly on her shapely ass. His cock lifted, and Marla gurgled softly.
“You like it, I see,” she said, her voice whispery. “I knew you’d like it, baby. You’re starting to get hard.”
“You go first, Mother,” Sally said quietly.
“All right, honey.”
Marla, with her feet spread on the mirrored floor, and without any sign of embarrassment, began to piss in her panties. Bob stared at the reflection, gasping softly. He saw his mother’s hot piss soak into her panties, running along her creamy inner thighs. The stream become strong, and he could see it coming through her panties now. His cock lifted straight up with a single lurch, wry hard, his prickhead pointing upward.
“Ohhh, I can see you, Mother!” Sally giggled. “What does it feel like, pissing in your panties?”
“Ooooh, hot and wet and so nice!” Marla whispered, wiggling her ass.
Bob stared, almost in awe, at his mother’s reflection. Her piss was pooling on the mirrored floor, yet he could see her panties clearly. Marla lifted her dress, pulling it up to her waist. She shoved her hips forward, and Bob stand at her crotch. His cock was hard, very, very hard. He cupped his balls as he watched with big eyes.
“Now you, Sally,” Marla mewled softly, squeezing her daughter’s hand tightly. “Piss, baby! Piss with me… let your brother watch us piss on the mirrors!”
With a giggle, Sally began to piss.
The golden stream arced outward. She was naked, and the gushing spurted from her cunt a foot away. Bob clutched his balls and groaned with delight, watching his mother and sister pissing, one in her panties, the other naked. His cock throbbed and his cockhead was almost beating at his stomach, he was so hard. Marla made soft hissing sounds as she looked down, squeezing Sally’s hand tightly. Seeing them both pissing this way, with her son watching and his cock so hard, she trembled in excitement, the cheeks of her ass clenching.
Sally giggled time and again, but she spewed her golden piss eagerly now. Bob clung to his tight balls, his eyes glazed with what he was seeing.
Marla’s eyes slitted and her tits rose and fell as she breathed in harsh, excited gasps. The hot piss drenched her panties now, and her thighs glistened with it. When the stream slowed, she pressed her legs together, sliding her flesh into the wetness. She moved her free hand into her panties, rubbing at her bushy cunt.
“Ohhhh, I could come flow!” she murmured. “Mother’s cunt is so wet with hot
piss! Ooooh, I like the way it feels!”
Sally let go with a final spurt, then imitated her mother by closing her slender legs. She pulled upward on her cunt, her clit straining from her sparkling wet pussyslit. Marla released Sally’s hand, and shoved her fingers to her daughter’s cunt. She rubbed her own pussy inside her wet panties, and her daughter’s pussy with eager fingers. Bob, still holding his boils tightly, grunted and watched. He was afraid he was about to come. Seeing his mother and sister pining had excited him more than he would have thought.
“Oh, Bob!” Marla groaned. “You have to fuck me now!”
Feverishly, pulling her hands away from herself and her daughter, she shoved her wet panda to her thighs, turning and bracing herself with her hands on the sink, shoving her naked ass backwards.
“Shove that hard cock to me, Bob!” she whined, shaking her shapely ass with lewd invitation. “Ram it to Mother’s clit! Fuck me now, baby!”
Bob couldn’t wait; he moved behind his mother and shoved the swollen head of his cock into her hairy cunt, gritting his teeth. Marla cried out with ecstasy as she felt the swollen head of her son’s cock driving into her fiery cunt. She shoved her naked ass back against him, her pussy sliding along the shaft of her son’s cock until it was deep inside. She held him there, her cunt squeezing, making soft sobs in her throat.
Sally had moved closer, and she was looking down at the floor, seeing her mother’s legs parted, her brother’s cock inside her hairy cunt, his balls dangling. She gasped with delight and began to rub her hot pussy against his mother’s thigh.
“Fuck me, Bob!” Marla cried out to her son. “Ohhhh, fuck Mother’s pussy! Fuck Mother in the cunt!”
Bob thrust back and forth, his hips making wet sounds as he banged against her ass, his cock throbbing in the tight grip of her mother’s soft, hot cunt. Sally grabbed her brother by his humping ass, and began to squeeze it. Bob slipped a hand to his sister’s crotch, and Sally opened her legs to him.
Marla peered down from the sink, watching her son’s cock stab into her cunt, his balls swinging back and forth. She saw his hand moving along Sally’s cunt, rubbing it. She could see Sally gripping the cheek of his ass. She rolled and twisted her ass, grinding erotically against her son. She cried out.
“Your finger, Bob!” Sally sobbed, trying to work one of her brother’s finger into her tight cunt. “Fuck me with your finger! Oooo, hurry and stick your finger in my pussy! I’m about to come already!”
Marla saw her son thrust his middle finger into her daughter’s sugary pussy, and she wiggled her ass with more vigor. She made soft sounds of gasping pleasure. Her panties were stretched at her thighs, down just enough to give her son access to her fiery cunt. She cried out when he rammed his very hard cock deep into her sensitive cunt, feeling the roundness of his cockhead, his long prickshaft burning her pussylips. She watched her daughter humping Bob’s finger, grinding her slim hips powerfully.
“Oooooh, make your sister come, Bob!” she whimpered. “Make her sweet cunt come! Fuck me, darling! Ooohhhh, baby, fuck Mother’s cunt hard and deep!”
Sally, sobbing now, shoved her hand over Bob’s hand between her thighs. With a cry of ecstasy, she strained onto his finger. Bob felt, his sister’s cunt gripping at his linger, squeezing it, her orgasm making her naked body shake hard.
“Ohhhh, yes, yes!” Marla hissed, her naked ass dancing wildly as her son pounded frantically into her expanding cunt. “Now me! Now make me come! Ooooh, my cunt is on fire and I’m about to come, too!”
With a scream, Marla’s cunt grabbed at her son’s cock, sucking it in tightly, her spasms flooding her with a fiery heat that made her mind spin.
Bob, with his mother’s cunt clamping at his cock, couldn’t take any more. He yelled, and sent spurt after hot spurt of comejuice into his mother’s pussy, filling it.
“Too fast,” Marla moaned. “It was too fast!”
Bob slipped his cock out of her pussy, sitting down on the toilet and gasping heavily. Marla continued to lean on the sink, her ass shivering. Sally, recovering before they did, stepped back and stared at her mother’s piss wet thighs and ass. She saw the pearly white comejuice of her brother’s cock seeping out of the hairy mouth of Marla’s pussy. She slipped her hand between her mother’s thighs and caressed her puffy lips and sensitive clit then began to smear Bob’s comejuice into her flesh.
“Ooooh, careful, Sally,” Marla warned. “My cunt is so touchy right now.”
Sally giggled, and pulled her hand away. On an impulse, she leaned over and kissed her mother’s ass, then darted her tongue out. She lapped into the crack of her mother’s ass, tasting the piss, wiggling the tip of her mother’s asshole.
“Ooooh, you darling, you!” Marla whimpered.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Marla sat watching her son and daughter, her affection for them making her heart swift.
Bob was sprawled on the floor on his stomach, helping his sister do a water-color picture. It was a picture Marla had located in a novelty store that specialized in adult novelties. When the picture was finished, it would depict a number of men and women fucking or sucking each other.
Sally had her knees drawn up under her body, and her saucy ass lifted into the air. She wore a dress, and the view Marla had of her was beautiful and exciting. She could see her daughter’s long legs and the fringe of her tight panties. As she watched them, her cunt pulsated with hot wetness. They had completed part of the picture, and already a woman could be seen with a cock in her mouth and one in her cunt. Marla listened to her son and daughter make lewd comments about it.
“Look at this one, Sally,” Bob said as he finished the details of one portion.
Sally giggled. “Did you color it right, Bob? That looks like the cock is in the wrong place.”
“It’s up her ass, that’s where it’s at,” Bob replied.
Marla trembled as she listened and watched them. Her son twisted his hips, and she knew he had a hard-on, and was pressing it against the floor.
“Who would take it up the ass?” Sally grimaced. “That would hurt.”
“How do you know?” Bob asked, grinning at his sister. “You ever get fucked in the ass, Sally?”
“You know I haven’t,” Sally retorted. “You’re the only one, to fuck me.”
Marla’s tits rose and fell as her breathing increased. She squeezed her thighs together, making her cunt tingle deliciously. She stared at her daughter’s uplifted ass, the panties very tight.
Sally’s succulent cunt made a very slight bulge at the crotch.
“Do you think you’d like it, Sally?” Bob asked his ester.
“It might hurt,” Sally answered, but her eyes were taking on a shine.
Bob put his brush down and rolled onto his back. Marla stared at the way his cock pressed at his pants.
Sally placed her brush down, too, and keeping her ass in the air, cupped her chin in her hands and looked at her brother’s bulging pants. “Promise you won’t hurt me and you can try it, Bob.”
“I promise, Sally,” he replied, opening his pants and letting his cock out. “I’ll be very careful.”
Then, almost as if realizing their mother was still with them, Sally turned and looked at Marla.
“Is it okay, Mother?” she asked.
Marla smiled, her own eyes gleaming. “You can try anything you want, honey. If you want your brother to fuck your ass, you don’t have to ask me.”
Sally turned to gaze at her brother’s cock, as if trying to decide whether to get it in her ass. Marla, her pussy twitching with wet heat, slipped from the couch and placed her son and daughter side by side on the floor. She pulled her son’s pants off, then shoved Sally’s dress up and removed her tight panties. She draped Sally’s leg over her son’s, and had them both spread their legs wide. She removed her own clothing, stripping herself slowly as they watched. She writhed and twisted her hips lewdly, and when she stood naked, she rubbed at her hairy cunt, then licked her finger.
“I want to taste both of you,” Marla whispered hotly. “I want to suck your hard cock, Bob, and lick your tasty cunt, Sally.”
“You gonna make us come, Mom?” Bob asked.
“Mmmmm, I might,” Marla replied with a wanton smile. “I’d love to make you both come, right in my fucking mouth!”
Sally giggled, twisting her tight ass against the floor, her tiny clit swelling up from the pink wetness of her cunt Marla stared at her sugary pussyslit, licking her lips. Bob’s cock stood in the air, his balls looking full. Her eyes gleamed with passion as she dropped to her knees and moved her hands up. She stroked her daughter’s burning pussy and jerked her son’s cock awhile, building their excitement until both squirmed and moaned with readiness. Her shapely tits brushed their flesh, her nipples very hard. She pushed her head down and licked at Bob’s thigh, then her daughter’s. Her tongue swirled wetly, her face moving closer to Sally’s sweet, wet cunt and Bob’s hard cock. She lifted her ass in the air, waving it lewdly.
She ran her tongue along the inner smoothness of her daughter’s slim thigh, almost touching her fiery cunt. Then she lapped up her son’s thigh, and probed his balls with the tip of her tongue. Bob gasped and his cock bubbled with wetness from his pisshole. Marla gave a soft cry and flicked the tip of her tongue across it. Then she scooted her face to her daughter’s cunt. She licked lightly at the tip of Sally’s clit.
Sally cried out softly and grabbed for her brother’s cock. With her tongue licking along the hot wet slit of her daughter’s clit, Marla’s eyes gazed at the hand jacking her son’s cock. With a quick thrust, she drove her tongue into her daughter’s cunt, stabbing it in and out. Sally squealed and shoved her pussy into her mother’s mouth, grinding and gripping her brother’s cock as hard as she could. The head of Bob’s cock looked ready to burst, bulging from the tightness of Sally’s hand.
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