“So,” she said, smiling at him, “you’ve been fucking my sister for sorne time, huh? Before you met me, even.”
“Does it make you mad?”
“Are you kidding?” She pressed down on his cock. “You saw what Karen and I did. Why should I be mad? My God, Marty, it’s a dream come true!”
He squeezed her thigh, high up, near her bushy cunt.
As she got into her own car at the restaurant, she turned to wave at him, but he was driving out of the lot already. Lori drove home, feeling very good. Her only disappointment was that Karen and Bob had not told her all about this before. But everything has worked out so far, she thought as she parked.
Entering the house, she found Janice and Stevie watching television. She had been gone almost two and a half hours. She smiled when she saw them naked.
“Okay, you two,” she said happily, “what’s been going on here?”
They came to her, hugging her tightly. “We’ve just been fucking, Aunt Lori,” Janice said. Then she wrinkled her nose, sniffing. “So have you.”
“Have I!” Lori laughed. “I need a shower. Listen, while I take a shower, you two pack up your suitcases. I’ve got to take you home this afternoon.”
“Maybe we’ll just live here with you,” Stevie said, pinching her ass. “Would that be okay?”
“It sure would, baby.” Lori shook her ass at him. “But I don’t think your mother and father would like it. Come on, I’ve got to clean up then take you two home.”
By the time Lori had showered and changed her clothing, she found Janice and Stevie ready. Wearing a pair of tight shorts that exposed the lower curves of her ass, Lori was surprised to see that Janice, too, had on a pair that showed her saucy ass off.
“I don’t think I can take you home wearing that,” she said to Janice.
“Why not?” Janice questioned, looking at her aunt’s ass. “You’re showing your ass, too.”
“But everyone knows me,” Lori said. “Your mother and father know what a sexy person I am. That’s the difference, honey.”
“I’m gonna wear them anyway,” Janice pouted. “I won’t change.”
“You want me to get in trouble with my sister?” Lori asked. “And your father?”
“Aw, they won’t say anything to you, Aunt Lori,” Stevie said. “Come on, if we have to go home, let’s get it over with.”
By the time they arrived at Bob and Karen’s house, Janice and Stevie had settled down. Lori knew they did not really want to stay with her all the time. But then again, the past week had changed everyone’s life.
Perhaps Janice and Stevie would miss fucking her enough to visit more often, like three or four times a week. Karen surely would not keep them away from her now.
She noticed that Marty’s car was parked at the curb, and wondered why he was there.
Her first shock came when they entered the house.
Janice gave a running leap into her father’s arms, wrapping her slim legs about his waist as Bob clutched the small ass of his daughter, kissing her on her mouth as though she were a grown woman.
Her second shock was when she saw her sister wrap her arms about Stevie, and the boy shoved his face into Karen’s thrusting tits.
Her third shock came when she saw Bob’s cock bulging in his pants and Janice squirming her tight little crotch against his hard-on.
Her fourth shock was to see Stevie lift his mother’s dress in back and fondle her naked asscheeks.
Then she was no longer shocked — she laughed.
“I’ll be damned!” Lori laughed.
“Wouldn’t you much rather be fucked than damned?” Karen smiled at her sister. “That’s what we do most of the time around this house fuck.”
Marty came behind Lori, wrapping his arms about her and holding her firm, straining tits in his hands, nuzzling at her neck. She arched her ass back against him, finding his cock hard in his pants.
Bob brought drinks for them, and Janice and Stevie sprawled on the floor, watching the three with gleaming, interested eyes.
Lori found out, to her surprised pleasure, that her sister and brother-in-law had not only been fucking with different people on his business trips, but they had been fucking many years with Janice and Stevie.
“And when they became, old enough,” Karen said, “we pulled them into bed with us. We don’t discriminate in this house. A hard cock can fuck any hot pussy available… and me and my daughter always have hot cunts!”
Lori sat next to Marty, who had draped an arm over her shoulder and was playing with her tit. She had been so absorbed in listening to Karen and Bob that she did not realize he had removed her tit from her blouse. When she became aware of it, she giggled and cupped his hand tighter around her tit.
Stevie now sat next to his mother, and Janice was on her father’s lap. Lori watched with growing excitement as Karen opened her son’s pants and pulled his hard cock out.
Glancing at Janice and her father, Lori saw that Bob’s cock was out and that Janice had his prick gripped tightly between her hot, smooth thighs, rubbing his cock slowly along her pussy.
Lori pulled Marty’s prick free and slowly jacked on his cock as she saw Karen lower her face to her son’s lap, licking her tongue up and down his throbbing prick. Janice was thrusting her tongue into her father’s mouth as he cupped one of her writhing asscheeks, his cock sliding up and down between her thighs.
Clothing began to be removed, and Lori sat with excitement, watching, her hand holding Marty’s cock tightly. She saw her sister undress Stevie, then remove her own clothing. She watched as Bob stripped his eager little daughter, then removed his own clothing.
“We have a rule,” Karen said as she moved her mouth toward her son’s dripping cock, “that anyone who stays overnight in this house has to go naked.”
“Am I staying overnight?” Lori asked happily.
“Only if you’re naked,” Bob said, pulling his daughter onto his lap. His cock was long and hard, and Lori began removing her clothing as she watched his big prick slip easily into his daughter’s cunt.
By the time she was naked, so was Marty.
Lori moved to her knees, leaning over the coffee table so she could watch Janice bounce her sweet little ass up and down on her father’s throbbing cock… so she could see Karen sucking vigorously on her son’s cock.
She felt Marty probing at her pussy with his hard-on, and reached behind her and took hold of his prick, guiding his cock to where she wanted to be fucked.
“In my ass, Marty!” she gurgled, twisting her naked ass about. “Fuck me up the ass!”
Her eyes bulged with delight as she watched her sister sucking on Stevie’s prick, watched Bob fucking his daughter’s tight, young cunt. Karen’s ass was turned toward Bob, and he was working a finger not only into his wife’s hairy cunt but had one fucking in and out of her asshole, too.
Lori felt Marty’s cock slip into her asshole, and she squealed with the deliciousness of it. Her asshole clenched around his cock as he began to fuck in and out, gripping her writhing, twisting hips with his hands.
“Oooo, up the ass!” she shouted, her eyes blazing as she watched Karen suck her son’s cock. “Fuck me up my hot ass, Marty! Give it to me hard! Ram that big cock up my fucking, hot, tight asshole!”
She gazed with steamy eyes at the way her niece’s hairless cunt sucked at the huge cock of her father. She stared with excitement at the hairy balls as Bob hunched his hips up and down. Janice was not actually sitting on her father’s lap, but squatting, and the cheeks of her ass parted, exposing the dainty pucker of her asshole.
Lori reached out and caressed a fingertip about her niece’s asshole, feeling the slippery shaft of her brother-in-law’s cock as he fucked in and out of Janice’s tight, bubbling cunt.
Lori watched as her sister sucked on Stevie’s cock hungrily, making soft crooning sounds. She felt Marty’s cock fucking in and out of her clenching asshole faster, hearing him grunt with effort.
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here was no conversation, no talk of any sort. The only sounds in the living room were the sounds of delighted fucking and sucking.
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She could not take her eyes from the huge thickness of Bob’s cock as Janice twisted and churned her sweet little ass up and down.
Lori’s hairy cunt was bubbling with wave after wave of orgasm. She felt as if a cock were fucking her cunt as well as her asshole. Her tits were crushed against the coffee table as she continued to rub and fondle the tightly puckered asshole of her niece.
Being fucked in the ass, being able to watch her sister sucking on Stevie’s cock, seeing Bob fucking his daughter’s tight, hairless cunt, sent Lori’s mind into a reeling, exploding orgasm. It seemed to her as though she were coming from every pore of her beautiful, curvy body.
Every nerve was tingling in orgasmic ecstasy. Her asshole squeezed Marty’s cock, and the sensation caused his hairy balls to draw up tight. Then he gushed thick come juice up Lori’s ass. She screamed with the intensity of her orgasm, but her eyes never lost sight of what was happening before her contorted face.
She saw Janice plunge her, little ass down hard and tight on her father’s cock, and she saw his cock ripple as he gushed come juice into Janice’s tightly gripping pussy. She saw the tiny asshole of Janice as it flexed, showing that Janice, too, was coming. Janice was squealing loudly with the pleasure, grinding her small ass about her father’s spurting cock.
Then Stevie arched up, his cock going deep into the hungry mouth of his mother. He grunted as he came, flooding his mother’s hungry mouth with thick come juice.
Karen gulped hotly, her tongue licking her son’s spurting cock, swallowing in a frenzied attempt to get it all. Karen’s ass and cunt erased upon the fingers of her husband as she came, her naked body shaking with delight.
After Marty had pulled his cock from her asshole, Lori sat on the floor, her legs crossed, her tits and cunt tingling. She looked at them all, a smile of delight on her face.
“I hope this means I don’t have to leave at midnight,” she said.
“Why midnight, Aunt Lori?” Janice asked.
“You know about Cinderella, don’t you?” Lori laughed. “At midnight, the party ended. I just hope I don’t wake up in bed and find it has all been one hell of a fantastic dream.”
“You won’t,” Karen laughed. “When you wake up, you’ll find it was real. The only thing I can’t promise you is who will be sticking his cock or tongue up your hairy cunt. Around here, you never know.”
“That’s fine with me,” Lori said, leaning back against Marty, nuzzling at his cock and balls. “I don’t mind who wakes me up with a hard cock or hungry tongue.”
THE END
DN-362 MOM’S HOT LOVING
FOREWORD
It has been said that every person has some dark passion within his soul — some hidden secret, some hidden desire, a whim that may never surface to be seen by even the closest confidante. Such a secret can be evil or sinister, or it may be trivial and trite.
In a modern society, such passions are easily submerged and hidden by the complexities of everyday living. Yet sometimes these dark passions do surface either with the individual’s consent or without it.
MOM’S HOT LOVING is a dramatic representation of a woman — in this case a young mother — who dares to let her most base desires and passions come to the fore. She finds it impossible to continue to keep her fantasies under control, and she plays them out to the fullest. And meanwhile, her day-to-day routine continues. But the nagging doubts increase with her pawing depravity, and the young woman begins to wonder if she is willing or able to face the consequences of her actions. Her story is a startling insight into the life of a person who dares to “let it all hang out”.
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CHAPTER ONE
Marian’s cunt was on fire.
It was jealousy, she knew. Sheer, idiotic jealousy.
But she couldn’t help it. Ever since that little girl, Judy, had moved into the neighborhood, her son had been acting like a fucking fool!
Jack had never shown interest in a girl before. Marian felt he was far too young for girls. Until now, his interest was in mechanical things, or a few of his buddies. But in just a few short weeks, that pretty blonde girl had him head over heels.
Jealousy was something new for Marian. She had never experienced it when her husband was alive and she had never experienced it with Jack… until the past few days.
The fact that her cunt was burning came as a total surprise to her. She had not thought her jealousy could be sexual, at least not for, her son. But there it was, throbbing and pulsating and yearning. As she went about her daily housework, Marian tried to understand her growing sexual desire for her son.
She had not experienced it until his interest in cute, little Judy became obvious. She recalled how uninhibited Jack had been. He seldom closed the bathroom door and only two weeks before she had passed the door and seen him standing, his cock out, pissing into the bowl. Now he was shutting the door and even locking it, when lit was in the bathroom.
That wasn’t like Jack at all.
But was she jealous just because he was closing the door? Or was it because he was sticking his cock into pretty little Judy’s pussy? The very idea of her son fucking the girl caused a shock of jealous anger to flow through her.
But along with the jealousy, there was also a bubbling, steaming heat between her thighs. Even as she felt the swelling of her cunt lips inside the tight crotch of her panties, she also felt her tits swell and her nipples become like hard rubber. Her clitoris throbbed for a touch, a caress.
Still, she could not really blame Jack for his interest in the girl. Judy certainly was a cute thing, with her flowing, honey-colored hair and sparkling mischievous blue byes. The girl looked at others in such a sweet, innocent way. The expression on her face was what Marian called “innocent sexuality”. Judy’s lips were full and moist, set in a small, childish pout that gave her an appealing look. And, Marian thought in total honesty, Judy’s body was sweetly succulent.
Most of the time, during the hot days, Judy dressed in either skin-tight shorts and a middy blouse, or else she wore sun dresses or sun suits. Her legs were extremely long, finely shaped, and the flesh delicately textured. Her body was tanned in a light golden tint. Apparently Judy took delight in showing off her burgeoning tits, holding the small mounds out proudly. Her cute little ass was tightly rounded and her tight shorts outlined the inviting crack and creamy curves where those succulent ass cheeks tucked neatly into her thighs. Marian envied the little girl her boldness in wearing such revealing shorts. She had seen other girls, and even women her own age, wearing shorts that revealed a teasing portion of their ass cheeks, but she had not had the nerve to wear such a thing — yet.
With the air-conditioner humming silently, Marian finished up in the kitchen. She stood at the sink and looked out at the well kept back yard. Vaguely she noticed it was time for the gardeners to work on it again.
It was not yet noon and she was still in her robe. Marian preferred doing her chores in her robe first thing in the morning and then bathing and dressing for the day. But the robe was in need if minor repair. The belt, for one thing, would not stay tied and the front of the garment kept falling open.
Wandering into the living room to pick up yesterday’s accumulation of daily mess, she saw Jack sprawled on the couch. She looked at him with a slight frown. At least he had his shoes off, she saw.
“Are you sick or something?” she asked. “How come you aren’t outside with Brad or Judy?”
“It’s too early, Mom,” he said, not looking at her. “They have things to do before they can run around.”
“Perhaps I should assign you a few chores around here,” she, smiled fondly at him. “It would help keep you ou
t of misehief.”
She leaned over to pick up the scattered newspapers and her robe parted, exposing her tits. When she straightened up, she found Jack staring at her. She could almost feel his eyes on her tits and for a moment she stood with them exposed a steamy sensation between her thighs. Jack lifted his eyes to hers and she saw the hot interest in them. Finally she pulled the robe together, covering her tits.
“I’ve got to fix this damn robe one of these days,” she said, her voice unusually husky.
“I saw your tits, Mom!” Jack laughed.
“Jack!” she gasped, a warm flush spreading over her face.
“Well, I did,” he grinned impishly. “You know, Mom, you’ve got real pretty tits.”
“You’re asking for a slap across the mouth, young man,” she said. But there was no force in her words. Her legs began to shake and she suddenly felt weak.
Turning, she walked on her shaking legs to the overstuffed chair and sat down. She gazed at her son, her eyes sweeping to the front of his pants. Like most boys his age, his jeans fit tightly, and she saw the slight lump of his prick. Immediately her mind began to visualize him pissing then the mental picture changed. She saw her son standing at the toilet, his cock very hard. The fantasy grew and she saw him jacking off. So involved in this fantasy, her eyes remained on the front of his pants, the picture growing until she could see him comming, the thick, white come juice spewing from the head of his cock.
She was so absorbed in this unusual fantasy not realize Jack was watching her.
Nor did she realize that when she sat down, the robe had parted again. One of her tits was exposed, the hard nipple throbbing just out of the flap. Her upper thighs, too, could be seen. And her son was seeing it all.
By the time she understood that her tit and thighs had been revealed, it was too late. She saw Jack had a hard-on. It was bulging inside his tight jeans, along the side of his left thigh. It was so hard, the outline of his cock was perfect. She could see the swollen head, the ridge just past it, and the hardness of the shaft.
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