The ecstasy was intense and she shook her ass as fast as she could. Her daughter was smashing her pussy hard into her face.
Linda was about to come, and it was going to be a very strong orgasm.
“Fuck her ass!” Sarah screamed, ramming her fingers in and out of her mother’s cunt. “Fuck Mother in her hot asshole, Bobby! Ooooh, I’m gonna come! I’m gonna come!”
“Hurry, Sarah!” Bobby panted. “Make her come, too! Fuck her cunt harder with your fingers! Make her come, too!”
With Sarah now thrashing her hot little ass into her face, Linda couldn’t seem to get her son’s cock deep enough into her asshole. She arched as high as she could, her knees against her daughter’s thighs. She sucked and licked greedily at her daughter’s swollen cunt, her nose rubbing Sarah’s asshole. She felt her son plunge faster, going as deep as he could into her tightly clinging asshole.
Sarah suddenly screamed, grinding against her mother’s face, her body shaking as she came.
Linda wailed, the sound muffled by the wetness of Sarah’s cunt rubbing her mouth. Her cunt twitched around Sarah’s still-plunging fingers, and her asshole seemed to suddenly explode.
Bobby grunted loudly, ramming his cock deep into her ass.
Linda’s mind went blank. The only thing she felt was the power of her orgasm shooting through her body. She did not even feel the hot spurts of her son’s come juice spewing into her asshole, nor the desperate squeezing that her cunt was doing around her daughter’s buried fingers.
When they pulled away from her, all she could do was lay sprawled lewdly in the middle of the floor, panting desperately for air.
CHAPTER TEN
Linda was surprised not to be sore after the wild fucking she was getting. She had had more cock in her cunt, her mouth and asshole in the past few weeks than ever in her life, or so it seemed.
The more she got, the more she wanted, and it seemed to be the same way with her son and daughter. Sarah was so young, yet so hot all the time and so eager to try everything she could with her little cunt and tight asshole.
But still nothing was said about pissing.
Linda wanted it so much, wanted them to piss on her.
Finally, walking in the bathroom while Sarah was sitting on the toilet one afternoon, Linda could no longer keep quiet about her desires. She knelt at Sarah’s feet, looking up into her daughter’s face.
“Sarah, please…” she whispered, sliding a hand between her daughter’s thighs, cupping her wet cunt. “Piss for Mother.”
Sarah giggled and pissed into her mother’s palm.
Linda smiled as the hot piss filled her hand, overflowed into the toilet. She lifted her hand, opening her blouse and washing her tits in it.
“Ohhhhh, so nice,” Linda moaned softly, pushing her hand back under her daughter’s cunt. “More, baby. Piss some more for Mother.”
“But I’ve finished,” Sarah gasped.
“Ohhh, shit!” Linda complained, then she spread hex daughter’s knees apart and began licking up and down her little cunt, tasting hot piss. She slurped and lapped, trembling with passion. She dipped her tongue into Sarah’s cunt, plunged it inside a few times, then pulled it out and licked Sarah’s little asshole. “Oooooh, I love it, Sarah! I know it’s crazy, but I love it so much! It makes me so hot!”
She sat on her heels as Sarah pulled her panties up.
“Sarah… please, I need it so much! You don’t know how much I want it!”
“I know, Mother,” Sarah said. “Let me talk to Bobby. If he won’t do it for you, I will.”
Linda was surprised that her daughter understood so well. She stood and left the bathroom, following Sarah, feeling anticipation well up within her.
The kids were in the living room, heads together, whispering.
“You mean we have secrets now?” Linda asked.
“No, Mother,” Sarah said.
“Then why this whispering?”
“We wanna surprise you, that’s all.” Bobby said. “It wouldn’t be a surprise if you knew.”
Tingling with delicious sensations, Linda left them alone. She sat in the kitchen, sipping coffee, waiting until they waited her. Her cunt steamed with anticipation, and her tits felt so sensitive inside her blouse. She fantasized about them pissing over her body.
She finished the coffee when they entered, standing at her side. She looked at them, her eyes hot and pleading.
“I know you two think I’m horrible, but I can’t help it. I’ve never felt this way in my life… I never thought I would be fucking my son and sucking my daughter’s cunt, but I am… all the time. But, I need more. I suppose I am terrible.”
“You aren’t terrible, Mom,” Bobby said, opening her blouse. “I love you the way you are, and so does Sarah. We like to make you happy, make you feel good. We don’t care what it is, or what we have to do, we enjoy it as much as you do.”
“He’s right, Mother,” Sarah said. “And Bobby has kept his promise to you. He never calls me cuntface or other names, and he doesn’t even peek up girls’ skirts at school any more. Oh, he peeks up mine, but I’m his sister, and I don’t think that would make you mad at him.”
Linda smiled as they fondled her tits. “Just don’t get caught and bring any notes home to me.”
They lifted her to her feet, and Linda began to tremble as they undressed her. She felt their hot hands on her body as her panties were removed, then they took turns feeling her hairy cunt and satiny ass. They each took a stiff nipple into their hot mouths, sucking them as they fondled her body. She grasped her son’s cock through his pants, her other hand pushing Sarah’s skirt between her thighs to rub her daughter’s succulent cunt. Her hips shook as her pussy began to steam.
She felt weak as they pushed her down. She knelt, looking up at them, suddenly feeling shy. Bobby moved in front of her, holding his cock in his hand. He rubbed it over her face and her lips while his sister undressed. When Sarah was naked, Bobby pulled away and began taking his clothes off. Sarah spread her legs and rubbed her cunt into their mother’s face.
Linda had never felt this way before, so passive and unresisting.
She looked at them. They were naked now.
“Please…” she whispered. “Please… you know what I want. Please, for me?”
Sarah picked up her discarded panties, and Linda moaned eagerly as Sarah rubbed the crotch into her face. The scent of her daughter’s hot little cunt was on them, and she opened her mouth to suck the crotch. She trembled, seeing her son step toward her face.
“Piss on me, Bobby,” Sarah said.
Linda gasped.
“Piss in her cocksucking face,” Sarah said. “Piss in her fucking face and on her fucking tits and fucking stomach!”
Bobby arched his hips, holding his cock.
Linda stared at the tiny silt of his pisshole, her tits feeling swollen. She looked up.
Bobby began to piss, slowly at first.
It ran over her forehead, down her face. Linda gasped, her cunt lurching with wet heat as he pissed into her face. She closed her eyes, shivering, as hot piss ran down her neck, then over her tits. She began to moan softly, swaying slightly. When she felt his piss stinging her nipples, she closed her eyes.
Bobby pissed over her stomach, then into the hair of her cunt.
Linda’s arms became drenched in piss, then her thighs. Piss ran from her forehead, down her checks and neck, off her tits. She was shaking now, shaking with hot ecstasy, her cunt feeling more fiery than ever before.
She cupped her hands and watched them fill with piss. She felt it run along the slit of her pussy. Her clit throbbed, the cheeks of her ass bunching. She began to whimper with passion.
When the flow of piss ended, she lifted her head, lips swollen.
“Lick it off, Mom,” Bobby said, offering the head of his cock to her. “Lick the piss off my cock!”
With a little moan, Linda swirled her tongue about his cock, lapping up the beads of hot piss.
Bobby pushed the head of his cock past her lips, spurting piss across her tongue. Her eyes rolled feverishly, then another squirt splashed into her throat. Linda groaned, almost coming.
Her son pulled his cock out of her mouth. “Now you piss on her, Sarah,” he said. Linda waited, still shivering, ready to come, her cunt lurching with the most beautiful sensations. She remained sitting on her heels, hands still folded in her lap, Bobby’s piss running over her flesh.
Sarah moved to her. She parted her thighs and spread them over the top of her mother’s head. Linda held her breath, then she felt the hot piss raining upon her head, soaking her hair as it flowed over her shoulders.
Bobby stood back watching, working his cock with his fist.
“I’m pissing for you, Mother!” Sarah purred. “I’m giving you a piss shower! Is it nice, Mother? Do you like it?”
“Oooooh, yes!” Linda moaned, her cunt swelling.
Sarah pissed hard, a hissing sound coming from her young cunt. She looked down at the top of her mother’s drenched head, giggling softly.
Linda slowly tilted her head back feeling her daughter’s hot piss on her forehead. She caught a brief glimpse of the hot piss spewing from Sarah’s cunt before she closed her eyes, then took the full force of the hot stream into her face.
“Drink it, Mother!” Sarah gasped.
For just an instant, Linda resisted, then she parted her lips.
Sarah adjusted her position and then pissed directly into her mother’s open mouth.
“Yeah, piss in her cocksucking mouth, Sarah!” Bobby urged. “Piss in Mom’s mouth!”
Linda’s mouth filled, then overflowed. She moaned, spreading her knees.
“Don’t touch your cunt, Mom!” Bobby ordered.
Her daughter kept pissing hard into her open mouth. Her cunt was boiling, juices dripping from it. Her clit felt painful. Her hips started to jerk.
Bobby moved close to her face, aiming his cock.
“Now both of us are gonna piss in your mouth, Mom.”
Linda felt his hot piss spurt into her mouth along with his sister’s.
She gasped in ecstasy, then swallowed their pigs.
Suddenly her cunt exploded.
With a wet, choking scream, Linda began to come very hard. Her hands jerked off her thighs, clutching her cunt tightly. For a long moment, she sat upright, coming so hard that she couldn’t believe it. When she started coming, her mouth closed, her throat gulping down the mouthfuls of piss. But Sarah and Bobby were still pissing into her face, and her orgasm became stronger.
She began to sag, becoming weak, as her orgasm kept rumbling through her. She slumped, then moved slowly to the floor. She lay on her side, then on her back, flinging her legs wide apart and rubbing furiously at her convulsing cunt and screaming in mindless ecstasy.
Bobby and Sarah stood watching her, pleased with themselves. Bobby had his arm around his sister, holding her ass, and Sarah held his cock in a tight fist.
Linda began to roll on the floor, stabbing the fingers of both hands into her cunt as she kept coming and coming.
It seemed a long time before she became still, sprawled in a puddle of piss, her flesh glistening from head to toe. Her cunt kept twitching.
“You know what I bet Mom would really like?” Bobby said. “I bet she’d love it if we tied her up, you know, and poked things in her cunt and ass. I bet she’d really like that.”
Linda began to tremble. Never in her life had she thought anything like that would appeal to her, yet she could not deny, the flood of heat overwhelming her body.
“Let’s do it, Bobby!” Sarah giggled. “We can tie her up and piss on her and fuck her anyway we wanna fuck her!”
“We’ve already fucked her anyway we wanna,” Bobby said. “We gotta do something different with her.”
“Like what?”
“We can make her go without panties when she shops, and jerk her dress up and let people see her ass.”
“Oooooh, let’s do that!” Sarah cooed. “That would make me hot, too!”
“You wanna make her fuck anyone else?” Bobby asked.
Linda wanted to protest, yet she couldn’t. “I know a couple of guys, I think,” Sarah replied.
“Yeah, we can tie her to the bed, with her legs open, and bring guys in to fuck her. I bet Mom would come good that way.”
“When are we gonna do it, Bobby? Wanna do it right now?”
“Maybe we better clean up,” Sarah said. Linda continued to feel weak as they helped her to the bathroom. She sat in the tub as they washed her, wondering why she couldn’t protest. She knew they were going to do it, even if she did protest. She sighed.
She allowed them to take her into the bedroom. They found ropes and tied her arms to the head of the bed, then spread her legs wide and tied her ankles to the footboard.
She found her cunt turning juicy with wet heat. When she realized they had tied her this way because they knew she would respond with lust, she began to blush with embarrassment.
Sitting at her side, Sarah picked up the phone, and Linda heard the end of her daughter’s conversation.
“And you get Jerry and Robbie, too. You wanna get fucked, then you better hurry over here. My brother and I have got her all ready, and this time I’m gonna get fucked, too. You guys aren’t gonna just jack off all over me again.”
Linda turned to look at her daughter.
Sarah grinned. “You didn’t know, did you, Mother?”
“I-I guess I didn’t.”
“We’ve got this sort of gang,” Sarah said. “Just a couple of guys and girls, but it’s fun. Now we’re gonna let you be part of our gang.”
“Bobby, did you know about this?”
“Not until just the other day, Mom,” he said, twisting his mother’s nipple. “But I do now. You want a part of it?”
Slowly, Linda nodded.
THE END
AB-5610 JOHNNY’S WILD MOTHER
FOREWORD
The tremendous impact of a parent’s attitudes and behavior upon a growing child has been emphasized repeatedly by psychologists. Indeed, a parent’s influence often carries over into a child’s later years, leaving an indelible mark upon his personality.
This influence can be for the good, as when a child grows into a mature and happy adult, or for the bad, as when the child grows into a confused outsider.
This is the story of an impressionable teenaged boy whose relationship with his mother threatens to leave indelible marks on his personality if the potentially dangerous situation in which he finds himself is not changed. His mother refuses to let go, and the boy, feeling everything his mother does must be right, allows her to lead him down a forbidden path. But who is to say they are wrong?
JOHNNY’S WILD MOTHER — a shocking story, certainly, but one which should be told.
The Publisher
Lisa squirmed, trying to be unnoticed.
Her panties felt tight, much too tight.
It was not the place to start feeling hot, but she had no control over it when it happened. Fortunately, she never felt this way all the time, but it was happening more often. She didn’t really have much of a problem when aroused; usually she managed to give relief to herself by some means. It would be easier if she would allow herself to be picked up in a singles bar.
But Lisa hated those encounters with a passion fucking some stranger was not very satisfying. All they wanted was a hot, wet place to put their cock, and Lisa wanted a relationship as well. Those slam-bang fucks made her feel dirty and sluttish.
There were lots of men available, but none of them wanted anything to do with a woman who had a son. They would be happy to date her on a permanent basis, spend the night with her two or three times a week, but Lisa didn’t want that sort of relationship, either.
And then there was one other thing. Lisa wasn’t satisfied with routine sex. She wanted it wild, uninhibited, and not always in her bedroom in the dark.
She paused near a small jewelry st
ore in the mall, peering at the window display, the cheeks of her ass bunching by their own volition. It felt as if not only had her cunt become swollen, but her ass as well.
When she began strolling again, Lisa found herself eyeing the few men shopping during this midweek day. Her eyes moved over their bodies, seeing their naked, delicious cocks swaying in movement, hot, full balls exposed. She looked secretly at their asses, trying to imagine how they would feel cupped in her hands.
Lisa would not have had any difficulty picking up a man. Tall and slender, almost in a fashion-model way, she had tits that strained outward, standing high on her chest. Her brunette hair gleamed from many brushings, and her blue eyes held a sparkle. She was a very lovely, very attractive female.
Her pleated white skirt swirled about her exquisite thighs as she walked, her pale pink blouse an attractive compliment. The pink high heels emphasized the length of her legs, and her rounded ass looked mouthwatering.
She tried to tell herself no decent girl, no decent woman, no decent mother, would have such thoughts — but the wild, wicked thoughts and images were always there. She had never thought of herself as a voyeur, but her mind was like a window through which she watched strangers fucking and doing exciting things to each other.
She stopped to look at a display of spring fashions, frowning at the colors, wondering what sort of crazy designer came up with such bland colors.
A sudden lurch of spreading, tingling heat swept through her crotch, and her clit began to throb in a gentle, aching way. It was quite swollen now. She could feel the tip of her clit pressing at her panties. Her cunt was very moist now, and she could feel her inner thighs becoming slippery. When Lisa was aroused, her pussy became very, very wet.
The heat between her thighs was becoming intense. She started looking frantically for a restroom. It had never been this bad before. Usually she could wait until she got home, but not now.
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