Carolyn began shoving her younger brother as they came up the drive but Bobby was holding his own. Then Carolyn began running away from him, her laughter reaching Lynn. She smiled as Bobby reached for his sister, catching the pocket of her jeans. Lynn heard her daughter screech and jerk away, her pocket flapping down.
Carolyn came running into the house, out of breath, still laughing.
“Look what that little piss-ant son of yours did to my jeans, Mother!” Carolyn said, turning her back to Lynn. “He ripped my damned jeans!”
Bobby came racing into the house, giggling his head off. “Your ass is showing, Carolyn!” he yelped, pointing.
Lynn looked at the rear of her daughter’s jeans. The pocket had pulled the tight material completely off one rounded cheek of his sister’s ass. One creamy ass cheek showed clearly all the way to the crease where it met Carolyn’s thigh. The sudden ripple of her turn surprised Lynn and she lifted the flap of the material covering her daughter’s ass. Her fingers brushed the girl’s soft, smooth ass flesh, and she gasped softly.
Carolyn glanced over her shoulder at her mother then turned her eyes away swiftly. Bobby had fallen to the floor, rolling about and giggling.
“Your ass is showing… your ass is showing!” he said over and over.
“Your ass is gonna be showing next, you little shithead!” Carolyn threatened, falling on her brother and wrestling him about.
Lynn stood still, surprised that her cunt had suddenly started steaming. She watched Carolyn and Bobby thrashing on the floor, rolling over and over. Carolyn’s pretty ass cheek was showing again and again, and Lynn noticed then that her daughter was struggling to pull Bobby’s pants down. He was hanging onto them for life, laughing with pleasure. Carolyn sat on his thighs, jerking his fly open and trying to pull his jeans down. Lynn found herself staring at the white of her son’s jockey shorts, knowing she should put a stop to this.
“There! That’ll show you!” Carolyn yelped in triumph, jerking her brother’s jeans to his thighs.
All sounds stopped suddenly. Bobby was no longer trying to get away from his sister. Carolyn sat on his thighs, her eyes hot. Lynn felt her legs tremble.
Bobby’s cock was outlined by his jockey shorts and it throbbed visibly. He had a hard on and the head of his cock was molded by the stretching shorts. A moist spot formed where his piss hole pressed and the crotch of his shorts was filled by his young balls.
Without warning, Carolyn slapped her fingers lightly across Bobby’s swollen cock.
“So that’s why all those girls at school call you hunk. I can see why!”
Lynn’s eyes became glassy and she had to struggle to stop looking at her son.
“That’s enough you two,” she said, unable to keep the tremor out of her voice. Carolyn lifted up from her bothers thighs, but she still stared at his cock. Bobby got to his feet, holding his jeans in one hand and starting up the stairs.
Lynn looked at her daughter and Carolyn saw the expression in her mother’s eyes. A soft, lewd sort of giggle came from her.
“That’s kind of nice, huh, Mother?”
“I’m sure I don’t know what you mean, Carolyn,” Lynn said.
“Come off it, Mother,” her daughter said. “You saw that thing, too.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Lynn said, leaving her daughter standing there as she hurried to the kitchen. Carolyn stood looking after her mother. She was sure her mother was shaking.
CHAPTER TWO
In her darkened room, Lynn tossed and turned sleeplessly. The drapes were wide open, her window up. It was quite warm and what breeze came in helped same.
The moon was full and bright and she gazed at it. Her mind retained the image of her son’s cock, so strong and hard inside his shorts. Bobby seemed to have a bigger cock than she would have suspected.
Lynn sighed and turned onto her back, spreading her legs wide, her arms over her head as she stretched out on top of the sheet. She was aware that her cunt was bubbling beneath her gown and that it was past midnight and she still had not dozed off.
The next day was Saturday. Unlike most people, Lynn hated the weekends. She could not drive into the groves and watch the men working.
With a sigh, she swung her legs over the bed and started down the hall, thinking a glass of milk might help her get to sleep. She felt a strange anxiety as she reached the head of the stairs. Something felt out of place and she paused, wondering. Turning around, she walked back, and realized what was wrong.
Carolyn wasn’t in her room.
Suspicious now, remembering the look in her daughter’s eyes, Lynn walked to her son’s room. The door was cracked open and the light coming through. Almost afraid of what she would find, Lynn shoved the door open. Instantly her hand went to her throat as she swallowed a gasp.
Bobby was stretched out on his bed. He was fully naked, with Carolyn sitting next to him. Bobby’s cock stood up in hardness and Carolyn was clinging to it with a tight fist, gurgling with heat.
“It’s been so long since I had your cock in my hand, Bobby!” Lynn heard her daughter say. “You didn’t have any hair like you do now.”
Bobby wiggled his hips, shoving his hand underneath the short skirt of his sister’s nightgown.
“You didn’t have these titties, either, Carolyn,” he said as he cupped one.
Lynn watched her son’s hand moving under her daughter’s gown. Carolyn’s beautiful thighs showed, along with the curls of her cunt. Lynn leaned against the doorjamb, unable to take her eyes from her children. Her son’s cock was big and she could see the juices beading at his piss hole as Carolyn began to run her fist up and down his cock shaft.
“Remember how we tried to fuck when we didn’t know how?” Carolyn laughed. “You pressed your cock against my cunt and we thought that was real fucking. Remember?”
“Yeah,” Bobby said, his voice low, his hand cupping and squeezing his sister’s tit.
Their words sent flashes of boiling sensations through Lynn’s body. She stared at her son’s hard cock, watching unashamedly as her daughter stroked it.
“I bet we know how now.” Lynn heard her daughter say. “I bet we both know how to fuck now, Bobby.”
“You wanna try?” Bobby whispered.
“Have you ever fucked?” Carolyn asked.
“Yes,” he admitted.
“Who?” Carolyn pressed.
“I’m not gonna tell!” he said.
“Would you tell on me?” Carolyn asked. “I mean, if I let you fuck me, would you tell anyone?”
Bobby shook his head, arching his hips up and making his sister’s fist tight at the base of his cock.
“If you don’t!” he promised. “I won’t tell.”
“I bet you’ve never been fucked this way!” Carolyn said spreading her knees about her brother’s thighs. She grasped his balls in one hand, his cock in the other. She jacked on his cock a moment, her exposed pussy hovering above the swollen head of her brother’s cock.
Lynn couldn’t believe it, yet she was standing there watching. If either of them turned their eyes they would have seen her. Her cunt was boiling wetly, her clitoris straining out in throbbing hardness. The nipples of her rounded tits jutted at the front of her gown, the dark circles obvious.
“Oooo!” Carolyn murmured as she fit the head of her brother’s swollen cock to her cunt. “Oh! Golly, Bobby! You feel hot as hell! You just be still and let me do this!”
Lynn saw the girl’s pink cunt lips spread then stretch as the swollen head of Bobby’s cock penetrated them. She saw the tip of Carolyn’s clitoris smashing downward as her daughter slowly settled upon Bobby’s cock. Carolyn sat there, her shoulders back, her firm tits thrusting forward against, her thin nightgown.
“Oh! Golly, Bobby! You feel so good inside my pussy!”
Bobby caressed his sister’s thighs, his eyes huge as he stared at her cunt. “You’re kinda tight, Carolyn,” he groaned. “Are you sure you’ve had a cock in your cun
t?”
“Yes,” Carolyn mewled. “Everyone says my cunt is tight!”
“Everyone?”
“Well, only four guys,” she said. “But I think you’re gonna be the best!”
Lynn watched her daughter lean over Bobby’s face then stretch out on top of him. Carolyn slipped her long, slim thighs along his, smashing her firm tits against her brother’s chest. Her gown was at her waist, her curvy ass exposed. Lynn saw Bobby clutch his sister’s ass in both his hands, straining his cock up into her cunt.
“Oh, hold my ass, Bobby!” Carolyn gurgled, fucking him. “Hang onto my ass because I’m gonna fuck your cock off!”
Lynn was drawn closer to them. She slipped into the room and stood at their feet watching her daughter’s creamy ass bounce up and down. She could see her son’s cock being devoured by the pink hairy lips of Carolyn’s cunt, his balls looking full. She grasped one of her hot tits, digging into it harshly. Her eyes glazed with wanton hunger, her cunt pulsating almost painfully.
Carolyn’s hot cunt seemed to be working up a froth at the base of Bobby’s cock. Bobby only had to arch his cock up and let his sister fuck him. The sounds of their heavy breathing told Lynn of the excitement they felt.
“Ahhh, so fucking hard!” Carolyn mewled, smashing her cunt down onto her brother’s cock. “Your cock is so fucking hard, Bobby! I can feel it throbbing! Oooo, I hope you have a real big, hot load of come juice in your balls!”
Lynn watched her son pulling at the tight cheeks of her daughter’s ass. Carolyn’s puckered asshole flashed at her and Lynn licked at her lips, squeezing hard on her tit. Her other hand slid down over her trembling stomach, going toward her fiery cunt.
“I’m coming already!” Carolyn suddenly cried.
“Me, too!” Bobby groaned, arching his cock deeper into his sister’s grinding, clutching cunt.
“Oooo! I can feel you coming in my cunt!”
“I can feel your cunt, too, Carolyn!”
Lynn saw her sons balls tighten with the spasms of his cock. She saw her daughter’s naked ass twist, the hairlined lips of her cunt clenching. Quickly and silently, she slipped from the room, pulling the door closed again.
With her legs shaking, Lynn went downstairs. She tried to be angry, but couldn’t. It had been beautiful, she thought. Never in her life had she dreamed that Carolyn and Bobby would do such a thing. But there they were, fucking right under her nose.
Deep in thought, her cunt still throbbing, Lynn left the house through the back door. She walked outside into the warm night wearing only her thin gown. She had had to exert a great deal of will power while in Bobby’s room. She had wanted to reach out, to touch her son’s balls, to stroke her daughter’s creamy, naked ass. It had frightened her at first and if they had not stopped fucking when they had, Lynn knew she might have done it.
She sat in a cane lawn chair, thinking deeply. Soon, she became aware that Jake was outside his small house. Sitting in shadows, she could observe him without being seen. Already excited from watching her son and daughter fucking, she became further aroused as she watched Jake. The moonlight was quite bright and he was bare-chested, wearing only a pair of shorts.
Feeling like a voyeur again, Lynn slipped through the silent yard wanting to see his body as close as she could. She looked up at Bobby’s window and saw the light was still on. Creeping around the small house, she saw Jake. He had come to the side of the house and it looked to Lynn as if he was playing with his balls. Again her hand went to her throat as she watched the man. She was well hidden behind a big, ancient oak tree, and he was directly in the moonlight.
She gasped softly when he pulled the front of his shorts to one side. Not only did his cock come free, but his balls tumbled out as well. Lynn’s eyes turned glassy, steamy, as she saw Jake’s long cock and hairy balls. She heard the soft moan of his self-induced pleasure, but it was only for the moment. He held his cock, arching his hips slightly and a long stream of piss gushed forth, hissing against the grass in the moonlight.
Lynn was fascinated. She had never watched a man pissing before. The strong stream seemed to go on forever, and the sound of it splashing on the ground increased her delight. Lynn felt her cunt tingling hotly, her nipples pressing against her gown. She began to tremble as she watched him, the urge to run to him and fill her hands with his hot piss very strong. As he finished pissing, she watched him shaking his cock. She watched Jake pull on his cock, then give it a few jerks. When he stuffed his cock and balls back into his shorts, she felt a distinct disappointment. Her eyes burned on his ass as he moved away, going back into his house.
She walked on shaking legs, entering her kitchen through the back door. Without turning on the light, she sat at the kitchen table for a long time, trying to sort out the things she had seen this night, trying to get her whirling emotions under control. The heat within her beautiful, perfectly proportioned body was consuming her, eating at her tits, nipples and cunt. Lynn had never felt so aroused in her life. Her cunt throbbed as if it were going to explode.
Lynn rested her head on her arms, tears of frustration seeping from her eyes. She had never felt so miserable in her whole life. The tormenting hungers inside her gnawed like some giant beast and she fought off the overwhelming desire to ram her fingers up her cunt and fingerfuck herself to exhaustion.
When she finally started up the stairs, her face was tear-streaked, her eyes red. Her face showed the intensity of her sexual torment. Her flesh felt feverish and she could feel the burning juices of her cunt smearing the inner smoothness of her thighs. Her clitoris throbbed without relief.
She heard the splashing in the hall bathroom and she froze. A lurching ache shot through her cunt and without thinking she pushed the bathroom door open and slipped inside. The tiny room was as dark as a deep tunnel.
“Carolyn?” came Bobby’s sleepy voice.
“Mmm.” Lynn answered, not daring to say anything.
She slipped toward her son, feeling for him in the darkness.
“That made me so sleepy, Carolyn,” Bobby murmured. “But I had to piss.”
Lynn felt her son’s arm and her own body began to shake. Lynn pressed her tits and stomach against his back and moaned with mindless desire. She wrapped her arms about her son, sliding her hot palms downward. She touched the sparse hair at the base of her son’s cock and she gasped with hunger.
Bobby’s hands were at his side and Lynn’s breath was hot on his shoulder as she took the base of his cock between finger and thumb. Her cunt was close to shattering as she ran her other hand down and felt her son’s hot piss. She shook deliriously from head to toe. His piss was so hot, so wet, in her palm. Before he finished pissing, Lynn closed her fist about his prick and began to gently jack on it.
“That feels good, Carolyn,” Bobby whispered, leaning his head back.
“Mmmmmmm,” his mother responded, her voice disguised by the throatiness.
She squeezed his cock, cutting off the stream of piss. Lynn pressed her tits flat against his shoulders, rubbing her lower stomach back and forth, pressing her fiery cunt against him, trying to make her cunt convulse with orgasm. Bobby’s cock hardened inside her jacking fist. Lynn ran her hand swiftly back and forth, lowering her other hand to squeeze his balls.
“Not so hard, Carolyn,” he said. “You sure are jacking my cock fast. You want some more?”
Lynn moaned, licking at her son’s shoulder. She bit it gently with her white teeth, pumping almost frantically on her son’s cock in the darkness. She began to make soft, high pitched squeals of ecstasy, jerking faster and faster, squeezing and twisting at his young balls.
Lynn couldn’t stand it any longer.
Her son thinking she was Carolyn created the most agonized desires ever within Lynn’s body and mind. With sudden clarity, she realized that she could do anything with her son, anything at all, and he would never know it was his mother. He would always think it had been his sister.
With a soft, urgent cry, Lynn fell to
her knees behind him. Keeping a powerful grip on his cock and balls, she shot her face forward and began to kiss and lick wetly and hotly at his young ass. Bobby gave a startled yelp, but stood in trembling pleasure. Driven almost out of her mind with lust, Lynn scraped her tongue up and down her son’s ass.
Sobbing with joy, Lynn twisted her son around quickly, his hard cock slapping at her face as he turned. Feverishly, Lynn began to kiss the sides of his young cock, running the flat surface of her tongue hungrily up and down his prick shaft.
“Are you gonna suck my cock, Carolyn?” Bobby asked, his voice breaking with pleasure. “Are you going to put my cock in your mouth?”
“Mmmm,” Lynn moaned in reply, shoving her face into her son’s crotch.
Her long tongue was beneath his balls and she licked at them in a frenzy, her lips open wide. With his cock throbbing against her cheek, Lynn clutched his tight ass with both hands, pulling his crotch tight into her face. She whimpered then swallowed a scream as her cunt suddenly contracted, wet waves of heat boiling through her body as she came.
Crying out in passion, she shoved her face upward and gulped her son’s cock into her mouth. She heard Bobby gasp. The feel and taste of his young cock between her wet lips, the hardness of it on her tongue, the swollen, dripping head pressing into her throat made her cunt burst with shattering orgasms time and again.
She held his ass tightly, her lips smashed upon the base of his cock. Lynn began to sob with ecstasy, digging her fingers into the cheeks of her son’s ass. She sucked hard and fast on his cock, her throat ready to accept the load of his creamy juice. Her head bobbed and her cunt wouldn’t stop coming. Each convulsion was stronger than the last and she went after his cock like a starving woman.
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