Bobby sprawled between his mother’s legs, shoving his face against her hot, wet cunt. Susan giggled with erotic pleasure as he began to kiss her cunt, his lips hot as they moved all about her crotch, even touching the curves of her ass. She raised her crotch, waving her long thighs toward the ceiling.
“Ooooo, kiss that cunt, Bobby! Ahhh, baby, suck mother’s wet pussy!”
Her flesh burned as her son began to lick about her crotch, running his tongue over each of her hairlined pussy lips, then down over the curves of her ass, along the sensitive inner surfaces of her thighs. Susan held her ass high in the air, her hands behind her hips, bracing herself. She looked past her tits, seeing the excited glow in her son’s eyes as he ran his tongue over her flesh. When he began licking up and down the slit of her burning cunt, she groaned and twisted her hips, wanting his tongue inside her pussy. But Bobby teased with his tongue, lapping in feathery touches at her swollen clit, then down the wet, slippery cunt slit again. Susan yelped when she felt her son tapping his tongue against her puckered asshole.
“That’s not my cunt, Bobby,” she laughed lewdly. “That’s mother’s asshole!”
“Mmmmm, I know,” he said, his voice muffled because his face was in her ass.
Susan felt her son’s tongue scrape at her asshole, then he opened his mouth wide, pressing it around her asshole, and sucked even as his tongue licked. She mewled and twisted against his face. Bobby dragged his tongue across her asshole, then upwards to lick along the puffiness of her hairy cunt, lapping each sensitive cunt lip in turn, then twirling his tongue about her clit. Susan had never felt so wet before. Pussy juices seeped from her cunt and made her asshole slippery. Up and down his tongue went, from asshole to clit, with a few thrusts into his mother’s cunt, thrusts that made her squeal and twist her cunt against his face.
“Tonguefuck me!” she shouted. “Tongue my cunt, you motherfucker! Eat mother’s hot pussy! Oooo, baby, baby… lick my pussy! Tonguefuck me… tonguefuck mother in her hot, wet cunt!”
Pressing his lips around her pussy, Bobby fucked his tongue as deep as he could, licking at the slippery, satiny walls of his mother’s pussy, tasting the creamy sweetness of her cunt. He fucked his tongue in and out as if it were his cock, and Susan kicked and tossed in ecstasy. She closed her hot thighs about his face, pressing and squeezing, scissoring them along his young face, her cunt grinding.
The convulsion came strongly as Susan’s orgasm whipped through her naked body. The lips of her cunt squeezed and contracted about her son’s tongue until he had some difficulty tonguing her cunt. He closed his lips around her knotted clit and sucked very hard, making Susan’s orgasm increase until her whole body was shuddering. She was screaming with mindless ecstasy.
As she lowered her ass to the bed, Bobby clung to her cunt with his lips, still sucking. Susan shoved at his face, sitting up on the bed, so weak she could take no more orgasms.
“Now you can’t get to my cunt,” she gasped. “Not with me sitting on it. Damn you! You almost ate the piss out of my fucking cunt!”
“I don’t care,” Bobby laughed, his face smeared wit the juices of his mother’s pussy. “You can piss in my mouth if you want… that might be fun.”
“It just might,” she laughed, leaning against the headboard of her bed. “We’ll try it sometime.”
She saw that his cock was very hard again, standing up from the sparse hair at his crotch.
“Want to sit on my face?” she asked, her voice again low and husky. “I’ve wondered what that would feel like, your ass sitting on my face.”
“Will you lick my asshole, Mom?” Bobby asked, his eyes showing his eagerness. “Will you lick my asshole?”
“Put it in my face and I’ll eat that asshole up!”
She squirmed back down on her back. Bobby scooted up his mother’s naked body. Susan watched his balls slide along her stomach, over her tits.
“Squat over my tits a minute,” she said.
As her son squatted there, she cupped one tit and rubbed her nipple into his hot asshole. His cock jerked up and down, dripping against her face. She tried to shove her tit up her son’s asshole, but her nipple wasn’t hard enough and his asshole was much too tight.
She pulled at his hips until he was squatting above her face. She pushed at his ass so she could gaze up into it. She saw the brown pucker, his balls only an inch or so away. Snaking her tongue out, she lapped at her son’s asshole, and when he felt the wetness there, he shoved his ass against his mother’s mouth. Susan mewled and sucked, her tongue flying about his hat asshole, licking at it furiously. His balls rested on her nose, his cock throbbing on her forehead. She knew he was dripping precome into her hair, but she didn’t mind at all.
Her tongue ran about the tight pucker, then she began to press it against his asshole. She pressed until she felt the ass ring give, and her tongue was up his ass. Bobby grunted with the strangeness of it, and Susan gurgled with delight. She fucked her tongue up and down, driving it into her son’s asshole swiftly, licking and sucking with her wide-open lips.
Bobby could not resist gripping his hard cock and beating his fist on it while his mother tonguefucked him in the ass. This increased Susan’s mindless, perverse desire, and she raced her tongue in and out of his gripping asshole frantically, her naked ass twisting and squirming against the bed. She had trouble breathing, but would not have stopped for anything; the sheer perversity of sucking her son’s asshole, of feeling it squeeze as she thrust her tongue in and out, was too delicious, too enjoyable to stop.
Bobby writhed his ass into his mother’s face, jacking on his cock with a tight fist, watching the seeping precome splatter on her forehead and into her thick, luxurious red hair. The speed he jacked his cock with caused his balls to rub and brush at Susan’s nose, and her tongue ran in and out of his asshole hungrily, her eyes wide open and staring at his fist gripping his cock. She fucked her tongue as deep as she could, and Susan had a very long tongue.
Her hands gripped his hips tightly as he twisted and ground his asshole against her mouth, his fist beating faster on his cock.
“I’m gonna come, Mom!” Bobby shouted suddenly.
“Mmmmm!” she grunted into his asshole.
Suddenly Susan had her son’s balls inside her mouth, sucking them in a frenzy. The thick globs of his come juice flew from his piss hole, splashing into her hair. She quickly released his balls, moving so his jism shot directly into her face now. She closed her eyes, opened her mouth wide, and tasted a few squirts of come on her tongue. By the time Bobby finished coming off, her lovely face was smeared with the slippery come juice. Her cunt exploded, making her groan and arch her hips.
Susan tingled with erotic pleasure…
CHAPTER SIX
Susan became more curious about Mary. The girl was either totally oblivious of being seen, or else she wanted to be seen. No one would deliberately be on a patio naked, and with a man, where they could be seen. Would they?
Mary certainly didn’t look like an exhibitionist, at least not the way Susan imagined such a person would look.
It was almost as if Mary was doing it deliberately, to tease and taunt. But Mary just wasn’t that sort of girl. Dressed, in public, she was a picture of virginal purity. But on the patio! Mmmmmmm! Or when she flashed her cunt in the car. Had Mary known she was exposed? Had she known that Susan and Bobby would see up between her thighs? If that was so, what was Mary after? What did she want?
Mary had always been friendly with Susan and Bobby, but not overly friendly. Perhaps Mary’s smile was much brighter, sunnier than most, but Mary was a friendly, outgoing girl. Susan and Mary were not friends. The age difference prevented that, Susan thought.
The one thing Mary had done, though, was bring Susan and her son close, so very close, and to the point where they were fucking all the time. If not for Mary, Susan might not be fucking her son. For that, she had Mary to thank. It was Mary’s body that aroused the boy, made his cock so very hard, and it was Ma
ry — as Susan and Bobby looked down upon her — that caused Bobby and his mother to play around and touch each other.
Mary didn’t know it, but she was the direct cause of this incestuous fucking Susan was involved in, and for that Susan was intensely thankful.
Mary was on the patio almost every minute she was home, and Susan knew where she could always find her son… at his window, looking down, his cock straining with desire, sometimes in his pants, sometimes out in the open, and sometimes he would be entirely naked.
Wearing panties and bra, Susan found her son at his window this hot afternoon.
She walked up behind him, pressing her lower body against his ass. Bobby was in his Jockey shorts, but when Susan ran her hand in front to hug him, she found his cock throbbing inside them. Looking over his shoulder, she saw Mary sprawled on the patio three floors below.
“What’s she doing today?” Susan asked, peering over his shoulder.
“I don’t know, Mom,” Bobby said. “She’s got something in her hand. Do you know what it is?”
Susan knew immediately.
It was a vibrator, cordless, run by batteries. Squeezing her son’s cock through his shorts, Susan told her son the purpose of the vibrator.
“That’s silly,” he said. “Why use some thing like that when she can have that man’s cock, Mom?”
“Maybe she’s so hot she can’t wait,” Susan replied in a low voice, watching with him.
Mary drew the vibrator up and down between her thighs, rubbing it over her blondehaired cunt lips. She heard her son gasp as they watched Mary insert the vibrator into her cunt and work it back and forth, fucking herself with it, bringing it close to her clit to receive the full sensation. When Mary pulled it out and began to lick at the plastic, Bobby laughed.
“Maybe she likes the taste of her cunt,” Susan said. “I tasted pretty good on your cock, come to think of it.”
Mary turned onto her stomach, drawing her knees beneath her body, arching her sweet, rounded ass into the air. She shoved the vibrator between her thighs, and Susan and Bobby watched her fuck herself with it again. When Mary drew the plastic up and moved it to her tight asshole, Bobby laughed again.
“Don’t laugh,” Susan said. “She might enjoy that. Some people have very sensitive assholes. Remember how it felt when I licked yours, fucking with my tongue?”
“Yes,” Bobby whispered in a thick voice.
Susan shoved aside his shorts and gripped his cock, pumping it with a tight fist. She knew very well the pleasure Mary was giving herself down there. She wasn’t surprised at all to see Mary press the vibrator against her asshole, then watch as it slipped a few inches inside. Mary fucked herself up the ass with the vibrator, twisting her hips about erotically. The vibrator fucked deeper and deeper as Mary became more excited, and now and then a soft squeal drifted up to Susan and Bobby.
Susan moved, sliding and slipping until she was leaning against the window next to her son. She shoved her panties downward, exposing her rounded ass. She pulled at her son until he was behind her, but still able to look down and watch Mary. Holding her son’s cock, she brushed the swollen cock head against her ass, feeling the seeping juices from his piss hole smearing her flesh. She rubbed the head of his cock along her thigh, then drew it up and down the hot, enticing crack of her ass. She caught her son’s cock between the cheeks of her ass, squeezing them. The throbbing sensation of his prick between the cheeks of her ass caused Susan to tremble with desire.
Mary was still thrusting the vibrator in and out of her asshole, slowly, with excited wiggles of her cute ass. Susan positioned the head of her son’s cock against her tight asshole, feeling the tingling heat there. She arched her ass back a bit and created more pressure. Her eyes were becoming glazed now, and she could only see Mary in a hazy, indistinct outline. But that didn’t matter; she preferred the ecstasy she was feeling.
Her son, leaning against her back and gazing over her shoulder, was now cupping his mother’s tits, massaging and feeling through her bra. Susan’s nipples burned, confined this way. She wiggled her ass against her son’s cock, and before Bobby knew where his prick was going, he felt the swollen cock head move past the ring of her tight asshole. Bobby said nothing, only gasped. Susan held herself still for a moment, her asshole flexing about the head of her son’s cock. The stretching sensation was intense, so very delightful.
Bobby leaned back and looked down at his mother’s body. “Mom, you know where my cock is?”
“Mmmmm, do I!”
“You’ve got it in your ass, Mom,” Bobby said. “It’s not in your cunt.”
“I know, darling! Oh, how I know!”
“You want my cock there?”
“God, yes!”
Bobby quickly became more interested in his mother’s ass than Mary’s. Leaning back, he peered down at the rounded smoothness of his mother’s ass. He could see his cock, with the cock head caught inside her asshole. He gripped her hips and moved gently, pressing half an inch or so more cock up his mother’s asshole.
“Ohhh, God, baby!” Susan whimpered, arching her ass to him. “Fast, Bobby! Ram your cock fast into my ass! Don’t be gentle I want that cock rammed up my fucking ass hard! Real hard and fast!”
Bobby took a deep breath and, holding his mother’s hips tightly, fucked forward.
“Owwwww!” Susan yelped.
The burning pain she felt as he shoved his cock into her asshole was only momentary. It was quickly replaced by a stretching, filling sensation that sent ripples of ecstasy through her. She held her body still, feeling his cock deeply embedded inside her ass.
“Oh, good?” she mewled. “Fuck me this way, Bobby! Fuck mother in the ass! Ooooo, fuck me up the ass, darling!”
Bobby gritting his teeth with the tightness his mother’s asshole, began jerking his hips back and forth, watching his cock fuck in and out of that stretching asshole, seeing the pucker of it clinging to his prick. His balls smacked at the puffy, hairy lips of her wet cunt.
Susan rested on her head on the window sill, her mouth open, gasping as her son fucked his throbbing cock in and out of her asshole. She felt it burning deep inside, and the way his balls banged against her quivering cunt added to the pleasure she felt. Her asshole squeezed and flexed around his prick as he fucked in and out, almost sucking on it the way her pussy did. The contractions of her asshole were not caused intentionally by Susan; it happened voluntarily, something she had no control over. The smacking of his lower stomach against the spreading cheeks of her ass increased the erotic feelings rumbling through her. The sounds of fucking delighted her almost as much as the actual penetration.
“Your asshole sure is tight, Mom!” Bobby gasped as he fucked back and forth. “And real hot!”
“Oooo, yes, it is, baby! Fuck that tight, hot asshole! Oh, God, Bobby! I love it, darling! Ohhh, your hard, hard cock feels so fucking good up my asshole! Fuck mother’s asshole… fuck it!”
Susan began to squirm about, her ass churning as her son fucked deeply. She was squealing loudly, and neither she nor Bobby realized the sounds were loud enough for Mary to hear. Susan’s hair was hanging out the window, and when Mary looked up, she knew what was happening three floors above her. Neither Susan nor Bobby knew Mary was smiling wickedly as she turned onto her back and used the vibrator in her cunt now.
The deep fuckthrust of Bobby’s cock were creating an intense sensation of impending orgasm within Susan’s body. It seemed to start somewhere high up, spreading out with liquid heat until she was on fire with the desperate need to come.
Susan screamed when her orgasm struck. The power of it caused her stretched asshole to clamp hard around her son’s cock, and he was having difficulty fucking in and out. But fuck he did. Susan’s cunt went into convulsions that made her whole body shake. Her asshole began a milking, waving, rippling motion on her son’s cock, and caused him to gush come into her asshole. The creamy, thick come juice gushed so deeply, Susan expected to taste jism in her mouth. Her as
shole clung to his thrusting, come-gushing cock as though starved for the come juice, squeezing and holding his cock. His balls, now pressed tightly against the puffy, hairy lips of Susan’s cunt, writhed and became tight.
Susan slumped on the window sill, her tits pressed against the window sill, her head out the window, her son’s cock still inside her asshole. As her vision cleared, she found herself looking into Mary’s eyes. Mary was smiling up at her, and then she waved her hand at Susan.
Susan pulled herself back inside, feeling her son’s cock pulling from her asshole.
“I think Mary knew what we were doing,” she said to her son. “I think she knows, Bobby.”
“I don’t care. Mom,” he said, still panting. “I don’t care who knows.”
“You know, Bobby,” Susan said with a smile, “I don’t care, either. And I especially don’t mind that Mary knows.”
“Why her in particular, Mom?”
“I have a hunch,” Susan said, pulling her panties up. She adjusted the crotch, knowing her son loved to watch her do such an intimate thing.
“I’ll tell you later,” she said. “I’ve got to make sure first.”
“Do you think I could fuck her, Mom?”
“I think that could be a distinct possibility, if I’m right.”
Susan was almost a hundred percent sure she was correct in her thoughts about Mary. She was sure Mary knew all along that she and Bobby were watching her, that Mary wanted them to watch her. The thing Susan didn’t know was why.
Mary had become progressively bolder on her patio. First being there naked, then playing with her pussy, then fucking with the man, and now fucking the vibrator up her ass. There must be some reason, Susan was sure. It was up to her to find out why, she decided. The idea of her son fucking that cute girl was exciting to Susan, if she could watch him fuck her. Could it be that Mary wanted Bobby, young as he was, but didn’t have the nerve to approach the boy?
Maybe Susan wasn’t supposed to have seen her. Maybe Mary wanted to tease Bobby with her beauty, her cunt, her tits and ass, and in that way let the boy know she was available. But why did Mary wave up at her and flash that lewd grin?
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