Both Joyce and Shari turned to face him. “I think I might have been wrong last night,” Joyce said. “Perhaps you can keep up with Shari after all. Darling, you’re more of a man than I suspected. Is that cock of yours always so hard and ready to fuck?”
“It sure has been the past few days, Mom,” Bobby observed.
“Just keep it nice and hard, Bobby,” Joyce said. “We still have to find Sandra, and it’s you that’s going to fuck her. Do you think you’re up to it?”
“I’m sure ready, Mom,” he panted. “I’ve been wanting to fuck her ever since this started. She’s kinda pretty, too.”
“You two clean up while I fix us some breakfast,” Joyce said. “We’ve got to finish this today, if possible. I just hope David and Mike haven’t warned their sister.”
She watched them race off to the shower, laughing with youthful exuberance. She heard the shower start and from the giggles, knew they were playing around in there, too. She smiled to herself and went to the kitchen, not thinking about clothes at all. Clothing just didn’t enter her mind.
By the time they came to the kitchen, Joyce had platters of eggs and sausage with buttered toast. She also poured two huge glasses with cold milk for them. They were surprised to see that their mother was still naked, but all they did was giggle. Shari had pulled on shorts and blouse again, and Bobby wore his cut-off jeans.
“I can’t help it if I’m just a hotassed mother,” Joyce said. “Besides, I never know when I’m going to get fucked around here… this just makes it easier, that’s all.”
“Bobby fucked me again in the shower,” Shari volunteered, “up my ass!”
Joyce laughed. “I thought so,” she said. “I wish I knew about your cock before, honey. I had no idea you could stay so fucking hard!”
He grinned happily.
“You sure like his cock up your asshole, don’t you, Shari?” Joyce asked.
“It’s different,” Shari murmured. “It feels a lot different than in my pussy. Yes, Mom, I like him fucking me in my asshole.”
“Where are gonna look for Sandra?” Bobby asked.
“I hate the thought of tramping through the grove today,” Shari said. “It’s gonna be a hot one today, too.”
“We could call her,” Joyce suggested. “Make up some excuse to get her here, couldn’t we?”
“Suppose David or Mike told her about what we’re doing?” Bobby said. “She wouldn’t come here then.”
Joyce frowned, thinking. “You know, I have an idea she knows. I’m willing to bet they’ve told her already. Shari, didn’t you tell me Sandra was fucking her brothers?”
“She fucked Mike that day,” Shari replied.
“Then I would say she was a hot-cunted little girl, wouldn’t you?”
“She was that day,” Shari laughed. “She fucked the piss out of Mike!”
Breakfast finished and the dishes done, Joyce went to her room and dressed. Again she wore tight jeans and a shirt. She knew by this time that her son loved to see her in tight jeans. She did not wear a bra, enjoying the feel of freedom, her nipples poking at the thin fabric. She liked the way her tits were slightly visible.
The day was getting hotter, and she suspected they were in for a new heat wave. They sat under the huge oak at noon, sipping on ice-cold lemonade. It was just too hot to go searching the grove in the chance of catching Sandra alone. She was the last one that forced Shari to fuck David, and Joyce was determined to get her hands on the beautiful little girl. No thought of revenge was in her mind now, only the pleasure she was getting, and the obvious pleasure her children got from this. She had no doubts now that both Mike and David had enjoyed themselves and felt they had no fear of her.
There was only the slightest breeze, and Joyce opened her shirt to it, her tits naked. Shari, seeing this, did the same to her blouse. Bobby, of course, was shirtless.
“I sure am hot,” Shari complained.
“Where?” Bobby teased. “Between the legs?”
“Oh, you!” Shari said, laughing. “All you think about is cunt, Bobby.”
“What am I supposed to think about with all this naked tit in my fucking face,” he retorted. “Besides, you only think about hard cock lately, so what’s the difference?”
“That’s enough, you two,” Joyce said. “It’s too hot to argue.”
“We could fuck instead,” Bobby suggested, rubbing the front of his pants.
“Not out here,” Shari complained. “We’d have to go in the house and turn the air conditioner on.”
Joyce spread her legs. “I should have put on shorts,” she said. “Or at least a dress. And no panties!”
“I’d like that,” Bobby murmured, rubbing his finger along the head of his cock beneath his cutoffs.
“Maybe I could catch some air between my legs then.”
“It’s for sure you’d catch something between your legs, Mom,” Bobby said.
“I know.” She smiled at him. “Like your hard cock, huh?”
Bobby didn’t seem to be affected by the heat at all. His cock was standing hard inside his shorts, his swollen prickhead protruding openly from the fringe. He wasn’t even sweating as his mother and sister were doing. He pulled the leg of his cutoffs to one side, so his cock was free. Despite the heat, both Shari and Joyce looked at his prick with interest. His cock was dripping from his piss hole, and Joyce licked at her lips with anticipation. Beads of moisture stood on her upper lip, and her tits were wet with sweat, too. Shari, also, had sweat running down her tits, but her eyes glowed as she looked at her brother’s throbbing cock.
“Come here, honey,” Joyce said. “I’ll suck your prick off for you. Rather, you can fuck me in my mouth. It’s even too hot out here for me to suck.”
“We could go in the house,” he suggested. “It’s cooler.”
“I don’t want to move right now,” his mother said, slumping in the lawn chair, her legs wide apart, her tits swelling with the heat. “Fuck my mouth, okay?”
Bobby stood at her side and Joyce turned her head to him. With his cock sticking from the fringed leg of his cutoffs, she opened her mouth as he shoved forward. Closing her lips about his prick, Bobby began to fuck back and forth. Shari, on the other side of her mother, watched with interest, her hand inside her shorts now. Bobby fucked slowly in and out of his mother’s lips, fucking her. He was not in a real frenzy to come off, but simply enjoyed the sensation of her hot, wet mouth on his cock.
Joyce closed her eyes and relaxed, but kept her lips tight on his prick. She, too, enjoyed the throbbing hardness of his cock fucking her mouth. Despite the steamy heat of the day, she could always enjoy this… if she didn’t have to move very much. She found herself enjoying her son’s cock more and more.
She had, also, enjoyed fucking Mike and making David suck her cunt. Perhaps it was their youth. But she had always loved to fuck and suck on a cock. The idea that all of them, including Bobby and Shari, were just children seemed to increase her erotic desires. There was something fresh and exciting about their young bodies that appealed to her erotic nature.
Her tongue licked slowly as her son fucked in and out of her mouth, the hardness of his prick throbbing against her lips, making them tingle with pleasure. She loved the way his smoothly swollen cockhead felt against the roof of her mouth and tongue, the way his prick dripped until she had to swallow frequently. She loved the way he held the back of her head, stabbing as far as he could into her mouth, his round prickhead brushing at her throat. She especially loved when his cock was almost out of her mouth, with just his sweet piss hole inside, spurting his delicious, sweet-tasting come juice over her tongue.
Bobby fucked his mother’s mouth slowly, without the furious movements he usually used. It gave Joyce more time to savor his cock, more time to taste and enjoy his prick. Sometimes she wanted him to fuck her mouth in a brutal frenzy of delight, and other times she wanted to be mouthfucked nice and slow as he was doing now.
Bobby felt his balls draw up tight,
and he fucked a little faster. Joyce felt his prick throbbing stronger between her lips and gave a soft mewl of pleasure, realizing he was about to come. Her tongue moved about his hard cock, licking in a faster movement.
When his prick spurted, Bobby held himself still, not moving at all, just the head of his cock between his mother’s lips. Joyce murmured softly as his come juice splashed over her tongue. The sweetness of his come juice thrilled her, as his jizz always did. She swallowed, lapping the tip of her tongue over his spewing piss hole, soft moans of pleasure bubbling from her.
Finished, Bobby pulled his cock from her clinging lips. Joyce reached up and caressed his prick, then kissed the very tip of his cock. “That was sweet, darling,” she whispered, licking her lips.
They heard a soft giggle, and Joyce, Bobby, and Shari looked up in surprise. Sandra stood near the edge of the orange grove peeking at them.
CHAPTER NINE
“Mom, she saw you!” Shari shouted.
Joyce remained where she was, gazing at the pretty blonde girl. Bobby, shocked, stood next to his mother with his cock hanging from his shorts. Sandra stared back at them.
“Don’t worry, Shari,” Joyce said, noticing the fear in her daughter’s voice. “We certainly don’t have anything to be concerned about, remember?”
“I forgot,” Shari murmured.
Sandra remained where she was, still staring at the three. She was wearing jeans and a sleeveless blouse, scuffed sneakers on her feet. As usual, her hair was pulled back in twin ponytails. Joyce thought the girl looked far too sweet and innocent to have been fucking her brothers, let alone a party to what they had done to Shari. Sandra looked as if she had never heard of sex, not even the word.
Lifting her hand, Joyce crooked her finger at the girl. “Come over here, Sandra,” she said in a quiet voice.
Sandra approached. There was no fear on her sweet, innocent face. Her blue eyes seemed to sparkle with an inner mischief. She came to stand near Joyce’s knees, but her eyes were now fixed upon Bobby’s still-exposed cock.
“How long have you been standing there, Sandra?” Joyce asked, her voice still quiet. “What did you see?”
With her eyes still gazing at Bobby’s cock, Sandra replied, her voice soft, “I been there long enough, Joyce. I saw what you did to Bobby.”
Joyce was silent for a while, looking at the girl. Finally she said, “Does that interest you, Sandra?”
“What?”
“Bobby’s cock,” Joyce chuckled throatily. “You’re certainly staring at it hard. Does my son’s cock interest you, honey?”
“I never saw it before,” Sandra said in a voice that was becoming excited.
“But you’ve seen the cocks of David and Mike, haven’t you?” Joyce said. “You’ve seen those cocks. Is there a difference?”
Sandra glanced accusingly at Shari. “You wasn’t supposed to tell, Shari,” she accused.
“You mean you don’t know?” Joyce asked. “About your brothers?”
“Know what?”
Joyce realized that David and Mike had not said anything to their sister. Sandra did not know what she and her children had done with them. She dropped her line of questioning for the time being. Joyce saw that her son’s cock was swelling again, arching up from the fringes of his cutoffs.
“Lift your dress!” Joyce said suddenly.
Sandra’s eyes widened, turning back to Joyce. “But I didn’t do anything, Joyce,” she protested. “All I did was help hold Shari. I didn’t do anything to her.”
“You helped hold her,” Joyce replied. “Don’t you think that’s enough? Shari didn’t want to fuck, did she?”
“She said she didn’t,” Sandra conceded.
“Then why did you hold her for your brothers?”
“They wanted to fuck her,” Sandra said, as if that was all the explanation necessary.
“Lift you dress,” Joyce said again.
“I don’t… don’t wanna do that,” Sandra protested, but she was once more gazing with interest at Bobby’s cock, now straining up in full hardness.
“Shari didn’t want to either,” Joyce reminded the blonde girl. “Now this will make it even. You helped your brothers fuck my daughter, so it’s only right that I help my son fuck you. Now, lift up your dress!”
Sandra had no choice, and she knew it. She pulled her dress up, stopping at her hips.
“To your waist,” Joyce said. “I want you to pull your dress to your waist.”
Sandra did as she was told, and Joyce was amused to see the little girl shoot coy, flirting glances at her son. Sandra had on a pair of very tight white panties. She looked appetizing, standing there with her skirt about her waist.
“Shari, pull Sandra’s panties off,” Joyce said.
Shari was eager to comply, and she began to strip the tight panties from the shaking girl. Sandra stepped out of them, still holding her skirt high. Joyce saw the girl had the faintest of blonde fuzz on her sweet-looking young cunt, fuzz that was quite appealing. She told the girl to turn around, and all three of them looked at the sweet swell of her saucy ass. Bobby could not keep his hands off Sandra. He moved close to her and felt about her sweet ass cheeks. Joyce was amused by his interest, thinking of how he was always feeling her ass.
“I think my son wants to fuck you, Sandra,” Joyce said. The heat of the day was forgotten during the excitement. None of them were bothered by the temperature now.
“She’s gotta suck my cock, Mom,” Bobby said, his voice cracking with excitement. “I want Sandra to suck on my cock!”
“But I didn’t… my brother’s didn’t do anything like that with Shari,” Sandra protested, her voice barely a whisper. The sweet cheeks of her saucy ass quivered, and Joyce wasn’t sure if her tremors were from fear or desire.
“Have you ever sucked a cock, Sandra?” Joyce asked.
“No.” The girl shook her head.
“Shari had never been fucked before either,” she reminded the girl. “Since you have been fucked, then you’re going to have to suck on Bobby’s cock.”
Sandra was facing them again, still holding her skirt high, as if she had forgotten it. Her eyes darted to Bobby’s throbbing prick again, and she licked her lips nervously. “I don’t… do I have to, Joyce?”
“You do,” Joyce replied. “Get on your knees, honey. You might learn to like being a cocksucker! Okay, let’s not fuck around anymore… get down on your knees!”
Shaking, Sandra dropped to her knees, and Bobby immediately stepped close to her, his cock waving in her face. He was holding it tightly, arching his hips forward, his eyes burning with desire. With his other hand he grabbed Sandra by one of her long ponytails, bringing her face close to his cock. He smeared the dripping piss hole back and forth on her lips.
“Mmmmm!” Sandra grunted, her lips tightly together. She was trying to shove him from her face by placing her hands on his hips, but it didn’t do her any good.
“Open your mouth!” Bobby demanded, pressing his cock against her tight lips. “Come on, Sandra! Open your fucking mouth!”
“Don’t be so rough, baby,” Joyce said. “She’ll suck your cock. Just don’t be so rough with her.” She watched her son stop shoving. “Sandra, you’ve got to take his cock in your mouth. Open your lips. You’ll love it, I promise you that.”
Sandra allowed her lips to open slightly, and Bobby brushed them with the head of his dripping prick. He felt her teeth against his cock, then her teeth moved aside. He pressed his prick into the kneeling girl’s mouth. Sandra closed her lips about his cock, and her blue eyes gazed into his face. She held his hips still but was not trying to push him away now.
“There, you see,” Joyce said. “That isn’t so bad, is it, Sandra? Just start sucking on his cock! That’s all there is to it! Suck him Sandra! Suck Bobby’s cock, honey!”
Joyce saw the change in those blue eyes. Apprehension was no longer in them. Now they sparkled with a deep interest, with a desire. Sandra began to suck on Bobby’s
cock slowly, becoming accustomed to his prick in her mouth. As she felt more comfortable, she began to use her tongue to lick on his cock as her lips glided back and forth. Her small, but very shapely body, trembled, but the tremor was from bubbling pleasure now. Her mouth filled with his dripping juices, and she had to swallow often. Joyce remained in her chair. Shari now stood beside her mother. They both watched the blonde girl sucking on Bobby’s cock, excited smiles on their faces.
“She likes sucking his cock, Mom!” Shari said. “She really likes it!”
“I would say so, darling,” Joyce replied, squeezing at her tits. “Yes, I would say that Sandra is going to be a very good, and very eager, little cocksucker!”
Bobby was dancing about with enjoyment, holding the back of Sandra’s head as she sucked him. “Her mouth is sure hot and wet!” he shouted to no one in particular. “Wow, I like the way Sandra sucks cock!”
“Eat him up, Sandra!” Shari urged in a thick, excited, little-girl voice. “Eat his cock up! Suck him off! Make Bobby come off in your fucking, cocksucking mouth!”
Bobby moved his hands to the girl’s shoulders, pumping his cock back and forth as she sucked him. He was so excited by having Sandra suck his cock, he could not remain still. He pulled the fringed leg of his cutoffs far to one side, so his balls were exposed, too. He would have taken his shorts off, but that would mean Sandra would have to take her mouth off his cock, and he didn’t want to lose this pleasure, not for a second.
“Ohhhh, suck it, Sandra!” he yelled. “Suck my cock! That’s good, Sandra! Suck it good for me!”
Sandra could feel his cock throbbing against her tight, wet lips. Her tongue rolled and lapped, and she felt as if her little mouth was stuffed more than her mouth had ever been stuffed in her life. Yet she found having his prick in her mouth was good, almost as good as having her brothers’ cocks fucking into her tight, hot little cunt. There was no thought in her mind what she would do when he came. She was far too involved just from sucking him right now. She liked the hotness of his prick, the smoothness of his cockhead sliding over her tongue. She enjoyed the way his body trembled against her hands, and her little, tight ass twisted and writhed, her cunt throbbing and becoming extremely wet between her smooth thighs.
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