“No, don’t blush, honey,” she soothed. “It’s all right for you to look at me. Maybe I wanted you to see me that way. Maybe I like it when you look at me.”
“You do, Tracy?” he asked, his eyes shining. “You don’t mind if I look at you?”
“I like it,” she said again. “It makes me feel good when you look at me. I get all tingly and warm and wet.”
“Wet?”
“You know, down there,” she whispered, pointing between her legs.
Bill’s eyes bugged out as he saw his sister place one leg on his bed, her skirt spreading and lifting to expose one creamy thigh.
“Look at me, honey,” she murmured, sliding her skirt up high. “Look between my legs.”
Bill looked and his eyes were enormous. He could see the crotch of his sister’s panties now, and his cock began to swell. He could feel it bulging up, wanting to hide it and at the same time let his sister see what she was doing to him. Tracy noticed his cock growing and stroked it with the tip of her finger.
She placed his palm on her thigh, gliding it toward her cunt. At the same time she closed her fingers around his concealed cock and squeezed it, making him groan.
“You don’t mind if I feel your cock, do you, Bill?” she whispered. “I’ll let you feel me, too. Let me feel your cock and you can fed my cunt.”
“Oh, gosh!” Bill grunted, watching his sister pull his hand into her crotch. “Tracy, you feel hot and wet!”
“That’s because I want this,” she said, squeezing his cock again. “I’d love to have this in me.”
“Really?” Bill gasped. “But Tracy, I don’t know how.”
“It’s easy, honey. I’ll show you.” She kissed her brother, holding his cock hard and tight. She didn’t have to keep his hand on her cunt now. Bill was rubbing and feeling her the way she had always wanted her dates to do. She purred softly and ran her hand into his pajamas, taking his cock and sliding her fist along it. She brushed his pisshole, finding him wet there.
“Want me to take my panties off for you?” she murmured. “You can feel me better that way.”
Bill was too excited to reply. Tracy lifted her ass and peeled her panties off with one hand, clinging to his cock with the other. She spread her legs wide. Bill choked as he stared at the pink wetness of his sister’s hair-framed cunt. She sat in front of her brother, her knees drawn up and spread wide. Shoving the top of his pajamas down, she lifted his cock.
“Oooh, you have a nice cock, honey!” she cooed, stroking it. “It’s beautiful, Bill! And you’re so hard! I bet you can’t wait to fuck me, can you?”
He shook his head vigorously, gulping as he stared at her pussy.
Understanding his emotions, Tracy pressed him onto his back, leaning over him. She licked and kissed his chest, swirling her wet tongue about his tiny nipples, biting them tenderly. All the time, she kept a tight clutch on his pulsating cock, jerking her fist up and down.
“Shove your hand under my dress and feel me up, honey! Play with my cunt, too!”
“Mother might catch…”
“Hush,” Tracy said, “Don’t worry about mother. Play with my pussy and we’ll have fun. You want to fuck me, don’t you?”
“Gosh, yes!”
“Then hush arid do whatever you want with me,” she said, sliding her hand to his balls.
She gave them a squeeze, then looked at him. Bill was totally devoid of hair on his cock and balls. But his prick stood up in hardness, his prickhead swollen, and he was dripping from his pisshole. The fact that her brother was sent shivering excitement through her body, making her cunt contract as he rubbed his palm about it. For the first time, Tracy fully understood her mother’s desire for teens.
“Do it now, Tracy!” he begged. “Do it like you said!”
Tracy giggled lewdly. “You’ve got to say it, Bill. Say fuck me, Tracy! Fuck me with your cunt.”
“Fuck me, Tracy!” Bill almost shouted. “Fuck me with your cunt!”
“Oooh, I will!” Tracy gurgled, getting to her knees and lifting her skirt to her waist. “I will fuck you, Bill! I’ll fuck you with my hot cunt!”
Leaning against the wall outside the open door of her son’s bedroom, Susan listened with excitement. She had pulled her skirt up and shoved her hand into her panties, rubbing at her swollen clit, wanting to watch her children as they fucked. Just hearing them sent shivers of pleasure up and down her flesh. It thrilled her until she thought she would come just from listening.
Tracy, holding her skirt high, spread her knees over her brother’s thighs. He gazed with unfocused eyes at his sister’s cunt, excited to see the wet pinkness he had been trying to see for a long time. It was hard for him to believe that his sister was going to fuck him, and his cock throbbed until he thought he would come before it was inside her.
“Watch, honey!” Tracy mewled. “Look at my cunt suck your cock in!”
She held his cock at the base, rubbing his swollen prickhead back and forth over her fiery cunt. Finally she settled slowly, the head of her brother’s cock spreading her hot cunt. Bill gulped when he felt that hot wetness engulf his cock. The hairy lips of his sister’s cunt moved down slowly until he could no longer see his cock.
“Is it nice?” Tracy whimpered, the lips of her pussy squeezing his prick. “Am I hot and wet for you, Bill?”
He nodded as his sister sat on him, his cock buried deep. When she started lifting and shoving on his cock, he dug his hands into her thighs, trying to keep from coming too fast.
Tracy understood. “Don’t worry, Bill,” she whimpered. “If you come, don’t worry about it. I’ll fuck you again!”
Susan could no longer keep from looking. If they saw her peering around the door, that was too bad. She twisted from the wall and peeked, her hand still inside her panties. She saw her daughter leaning over now, her hands at Bill’s shoulders, her exposed ass plunging up and down, her cunt stretching about his cock. From her position, she could see it all. The sight of her daughter’s naked ass riding on Bill’s cock gave Susan an almost overpowering urge to run to the bed and shove her face down between Bill’s legs and lick at his sweet looking balls. She wanted to run her tongue up her daughter’s cunt and lick that pretty ass. Instead, she plunged her finger into her cunt.
“You’re so hard in me, Bill,” Tracy grunted, pounding her cunt up and down on his cock. “Your cock is so hard and I love it in my cunt! Ooooh, I’m going to fuck you good, honey! I’m going to fuck your cock with my hot cunt and make you come! I’m going to make you feel real good. Bill!”
Bill ran his hands up his sister’s thighs, clutching at her spreading asscheeks tightly, arching his cock up to meet her down thrusting cunt.
Tracy squealed in ecstasy as her distended clit scraped along her brother’s cock. She whipped her ass about in a tight circle, moaning with passion.
Susan worked her middle finger vigorously into her cunt, her legs parted, knees bent slightly. Her eyes glowed with hunger as she watched her daughter’s creamy ass flying up and down. She saw her son’s balls, tight now, as he fucked in and out of his sister’s cunt.
It was a beautiful thing to see, Susan thought. Her daughter and son fucking so eagerly, so wildly, with so much passion. It was surprising that she, their mother, had not once even considered fucking Bill. He was of the age she preferred, and, watching her daughter’s rounded, tight, succulent pussy bouncing up and down on his cock now, she wondered how she had overlooked her own son in her search for hard cock.
Bill was holding his sister’s grinding ass with tight hands, his cock thrusting deeply into her cunt as she came down on him. Both he and his sister were grunting loudly, gasping and choking as their orgasms raced to the surface. Tracy’s face, so beautiful, was now contorted into a grimace of mindless ecstasy. Bill had squeezed his eyes tight, his mouth open as he rammed his cock up and down, fucking into his sister’s cunt with energetic thrusts.
Susan, still plunging her finger into her soaking wet cunt, did h
ot need the scream of intense ecstasy that ripped from Tracy’s mouth to tell her of the power of her daughter’s orgasm. She could see the tightening of Tracy’s pink asshole and the flexing of those pink cuntlips as tremors swept through Tracy’s slender, exciting body.
Coming hard, Tracy slammed her cunt down onto her brother’s cock, grinding her exposed ass in a frenzy, gulping and gasping as she came.
“Ooooh, shit!” Tracy screamed, her head thrown back as her ass twisted. “Shit, shit! I’m coming, Bill! Ohhh, fuck, I’m coming!”
Susan watched intently, her gaze blazing on her son’s balls, anxious to see if he, too, would come — or even if he could come. If Bill could not squirt yet, she would be very disappointed. As much as Susan loved a hard cock, she wanted one that could erupt in that frothy, boiling spurt of come juice. Only once before Susan had sucked the cock of a teen who could not come. Although she had enjoyed it, as did the teen, it was his lack of ability to come that disappointed her. The taste of thick, creamy come juice was the ultimate for Susan. She liked to fuck a teen, but much preferred to suck him off and let him gush into her mouth.
If her son could not yet come, she would still love to have his hard cock in her mouth or even in her cunt. She knew it would excite her especially because Bill was her son. That alone would make her come, whether he could or not.
So, staring intently at his balls now pressed against his sister’s ass his cock no longer in sight, Susan watched with a great deal of interest. She had her finger deep inside her cunt, no longer fucking herself with it.
And then Bill came!
She saw his balls starting to writhe, growing tighter yet. The only sound he made was a long, drawn out sigh, but his hands dug tighter into his sister’s creamy ass.
“Ooooh, Bill, Bill!” Tracy squealed. “I feel you! I feel your cock squirting in my cunt! Ohhh, honey, give it to me!”
Tracy rolled her ass about in a tight circle, her cunt drawing at his spurting cock with waving, squeezing motions, sucking the jism from him.
Susan’s cunt gripped her finger, then convulsed with a fiery orgasm, her knees almost buckling. She could no longer see her children, her eyes having clouded with the strength of her climaxing cunt on her finger. She choked back her scream of ecstasy, her hips jerking back and forth as she pressed hard at her throbbing clit.
When the orgasm receded and her emotions calmed down, Susan’s vision returned. She found her son and daughter both looking at her. Tracy still sat on top of Bill, his cock still up her pussy, Bill and Tracy both saw their mother’s hand inside her panties and the fire that still lingered in her eyes.
For a long moment, Susan couldn’t move because her legs were too weak. Then with a sigh, she pulled her hand out of her panties and smoothed her skirt down. She didn’t smile or say anything, just looked at them. Turning, she left her son and daughter.
CHAPTER THREE
“She watched us,” Bill said, looking up at his sister. “She saw us fucking, Tracy.”
“Don’t worry about it, Bill,” Tracy said, lifting her cunt from, his cock.
“She’s gonna be mad,” he said fearfully.
“Don’t be sure,” his sister replied, lying beside him. “You saw where her hand was, didn’t you?”
Bill nodded, cuddling close to his sister. “Mother was playing with herself,” Tracy said. “She watched us, but she wasn’t mad. She wouldn’t be playing with herself if she was mad, would she?”
“I don’t know.”
“I do,” Tracy soothed her brother. “And I’m telling you, Bill, don’t worry about it.”
She felt his small body shivering and wrapped her arms around him. She caressed his back, sliding her hand into his pajamas and stroking the firmness of his tight ass. Holding one of his asscheeks in her hot palm, she whispered to him, “Bill, you can touch me, you know. You don’t have to be afraid. Besides, I want you to touch me… all over.”
“Really, Tracy?”
She nodded, grinning at him. “Really.” Tentatively, as if expecting her to stop him, Bill cupped his sister’s tit. He found it firm, yet soft. He gave her tit a light squeeze, making Tracy mewl in delight.
“You can put your hand inside, honey.” Nervously, but eagerly, Bill slipped his hand into his sister’s blouse and found her tit warm and naked. Her nipple was swollen and he twisted and pulled at it. Tracy opened her blouse for him, and Bill gazed with awe upon her creamy, flawlessly shaped tits, her nipples sugary pink and hard. He gulped with pleasure as he closed both hands around her tits, fondling them gently, but eagerly.
Tracy guided his mouth to one, brushing her nipple along his lips. “Suck it,” she whispered. “Suck my titty, Bill. I like to have my nipples sucked.”
“Really?”
“Oh, honey, stop saying that,” she replied. “Yes, really it makes me red hot and tingly when my titties are sucked.”
Bill probed his sister’s nipple with his tongue, then swirled it around, finally taking it into his mouth. He gave a soft gurgle of delight and began to suck.
Tracy held her brother’s head, holding his mouth tight against her tit, her nipple being licked by his tongue. She felt his cock pressing at her stomach, and shoved her hand into his pajamas again to fondle his ass. She pulled her hand between them, gripping his cock and feeling it swell into hardness once more. She gurgled with pleasure and stroked his cock tenderly. She fondled his balls, rolling them about in her hand.
“Mmmmm, you’re getting hard again, Bill,” she giggled with delight. “And so soon, too.”
She squeezed his cock, making her brother moan around her tit. She giggled again when he tried to fuck at her fist, his swollen prickhead poking at her stomach. She let him rub his cock against her and clutched his ass again. “You want to fuck me again, Bill? Did you like fucking me so much, your cock got hard so fast?”
Bill, his mouth filled with his sister’s tit, looked up at her, nodding his head, eyes glowing. No longer nervous, he ran his hand along her side, over her hip, then around to feel her ass. Her skirt had come down a bit, and she lifted it so he could touch her naked flesh. Feeling his sister’s round ass, he stroked it, then moved, his palm down to caress her deader thigh, too.
Tracy pulled her skirt up so his cock could touch her bare flesh. She felt his prick smearing juices about her stomach, and adjusted herself so his cockhead was moving through the silky hair of her cunt. She lifted his mouth from her tit and tilted his head, kissing him, darting her tongue into his mouth. Shoving his cock between her thighs, she let her brother fuck through them for a while, holding them tightly about his cock. Holding tightly to her brother’s ass, she mewled to the sensation of his hard prick rubbing along the fiery, puffy lips of her wet pussy.
“Hold my ass, Bill,” she whimpered, arching her cunt toward him. “Ohhh, hold my ass, baby!”
His mouth was devouring her tits again, going from one to the other, his hips jerking back and forth. Tracy squealed when her brother tightened his hand on her ass, grinding her cunt along the shaft of his cock. One of her hands held his bead, smashing his face against her tits. The sudden orgasm throbbing through Tracy’s cunt came as a surprise to her. It bubbled hotly, her clit burning.
“Oooh, I’m coming again!” she yelped, digging at his tight ass. “Oh, Bill, I’m coming again!”
“Me, too!” he yelped, his cock gushing hot, creamy come juice along his sister’s thighs and shuddering asscheeks. Spurt after spurt splashed upon her flesh, with Tracy whining in a soft voice, her cunt flexing in searing spasms.
“I didn’t mean to make a mess, Tracy,” he mumbled shyly. “I didn’t know I was… I couldn’t help it, Tracy.”
“Shhh,” she soothed. “That’s all right, Bill. It’s all okay.”
Tracy held her brother for a long time, until she heard his soft breathing. Bill had fallen asleep in his sister’s arms, his cock still between her thighs. Gently, so as not to awaken him, Tracy pulled away. Bill moaned once as he flopped onto his ba
ck, and Tracy stood near his bed, looking down at his glistening cock, her eyes bright, a smile on her lovely face. She felt his jism dripping along her inner thighs. She curled her fingers into her cunt and leaned down, kissing him lightly on the lips.
Tracy found her mother in the living room.
They sat and looked at each other for a moment, not speaking, yet their eyes passing messages back and forth. Susan sat upright, her hands folded in her lap, shoulders straight. Tracy gazed at the thrust of her mother’s tits, at the few inches of smooth, slim thigh that showed below the hem of her skirt.
“I saw,” Susan said after a bit. “I watched you, Tracy.”
“I know, Mother,” Tracy replied in a low voice. “So does Bill.”
“Did he… did he say anything about me?” Susan asked. “Anything at all?”
“Na,” her daughter said.
Susan’s expression became a little sad and disappointed.
“Mother, Bill is shy,” Tracy told her. “You can’t expect him to say anything about you, knowing you saw us fucking. He’s afraid we’re in trouble.”
“The poor darling,” Susan whispered. “I don’t know what I should do, Tracy. I mean, to help him understand.”
“Understand what, Mother?”
“That he isn’t in trouble.”
They fell silent again until Tracy spoke. “He’s probably better than the neighbor,” she said.
Susan’s head jerked up. “How do you know?”
“Bill is here, he lives here,” Tracy explained. “Bill is available and…”
“I should fuck him, fuck my own son?”
“Why not, Mother?”
“He’s my son.”
“And my brother,” Tracy countered. “You saw me fuck him, you saw how excited he was. Oh, Bill will fuck you too. If you want to fuck him, it’s going to be up to you.”
She told her daughter of her frustrations until she realized her desire, and this led Tracy to tell her mother about her disappointment with her dates. “But that’s finished now,” Tracy said. “I’ve got Bill, and he gives me more satisfaction than any damned date I’ve had.”
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