Tommy panted as he relaxed on top of his mother’s naked body.
“Does it have to be over, Mom?” he asked, almost shy.
“No, baby,” she whispered. “It doesn’t.”
“We can fuck again?”
“Anytime, all the time,” Susan murmured happily. “Anytime you want, baby, you can fuck mother.”
CHAPTER THREE
Leaving her son in her room, Susan called her younger sister into the living room.
Wanda sat next to her, shy, keeping her eyes averted and her hands folded in her lap. Susan noticed that Wanda had really grown up since she had last seen her. The years between their ages had prevented then from being really close, like most sisters, and Susan really knew nothing about Wanda, except she had just graduated from high school, didn’t want to go to college, and wanted to stay with her and Tommy while she found herself a good job.
The last time Susan had seen her sister, Wanda had been a skinny little thing. Now she was all grown up and quite shapely. There had been a fantastic change in Wanda’s body. She now had sharp, firm mouthwatering tits, molded by her tight sweater. Her waist was small, and her hips lovely. Susan had already seen those beautiful long legs.
“Well, Wanda,” Susan said, eyeing her sister. “It seems you’ve learned a few things since I last saw you.”
Wanda didn’t reply.
“Do you know how old Tommy is?” Wanda nodded her head. “And you know he is your nephew?” Wanda rubbed her hands together in her lap. “Aren’t you ashamed?” Susan asked, her voice low.
This brought a response from Wanda. She lifted her head and looked her sister in the eye. “Aren’t you?”
“Why should I be ashamed?” Susan asked. “You were the one hanging onto his cock, it was your panties Tommy had his hand in.”
“Maybe so,” Wanda said, without a trace of her former shyness, “but I didn’t fuck him.”
“Say what you mean,” Susan said.
“You make a lot of noise when you’re fucking, Susan,” Wanda said boldly. “You really should learn to control yourself.”
Susan looked her sister over, a faint smile on her lovely face. Wanda returned her stare, unflinching.
After a long time, Susan said very softly, “So now what?”
“I want in on the fun, Susan,” Wanda said, sliding her knee up onto the cushions and facing her older sister. “Why do you I think I came here to live? To find work? Bullshit! I’ve got enough money to carry me for a year. I had to get away from that dumb jerk-off town.”
Susan understood that. The town they came from was very small, and everyone knew what each other was doing and to whom.
“So you had a reputation, huh?” Susan asked, knowing it. She too, had had one before she finally escaped to the city.
“You might say I was getting one,” Wanda replied.
“I can see why,” Susan said, noticing the smooth flesh of her sister’s legs. “If you grab every man or boy five minutes after meeting him, that’s understandable. Any girl would get a reputation.”
Wanda shifted on the couch, and Susan found herself eying the expanse of flesh above her sister’s knee. “You do have trouble controlling such urges, don’t you, Wanda?”
“Sometimes,” Wanda admitted, giving her older sister an impish grin. “But I can… if I want to. It’s just that I don’t want to. It feels too good to stop.”
Susan watched creamier thigh become revealed as her younger sister talked. She wondered if Tommy would remain in her room as she asked him to. She wondered what Wanda would be doing with him just as soon as she went back to work on Monday. She didn’t wonder very hard, though. After what she had seen, she knew what her sister and son would be doing as soon as the door closed behind her. Oddly enough, Susan felt no jealousy or anger.
“You really have to ride the subway one of these days, Wanda,” she said. She felt no surprise in talking to her sister this way. It was almost as if they had been close all their lives. “You can meet strange characters on the subway.” She told then about what happened on her way home.
Wanda laughed, her blue eyes glowing with excitement. “I would want to see who it was.”
“Oh, but that wouldn’t be any fun,” Susan said. “The exciting thing is not knowing who was rubbing against me. Try it and you’ll see.”
But Wanda wasn’t thinking about the subway now. “You did fuck Tommy, didn’t you?” For a moment, Susan didn’t reply, but she stared into her sister’s eyes, a faint smile on her face. Then she nodded her head, once. “But it was the first time,” she said quickly, as if to explain herself. “I’d thought about it before, but today was the first time.”
“Because of what you saw, huh?”
“Probably,” Susan confessed.
“Then you could say I helped you out,” Wanda said softly, running the pink tip of her tongue over her bottom lip. “You might not have fucked him if you hadn’t seen us.”
“That’s true,” Susan replied.
Wanda inched her skirt up gazing into her older sister’s face. “The reason I had to leave home wasn’t because of a boy,” she said, her voice throaty. “Oh, I had boys — many boys. I had the bad luck to be caught with a woman.”
“A woman?”
“Well, yes,” Wanda said, licking her lips again. “She was a few years older than me, and beautiful. I wouldn’t have anything to do with anyone that didn’t attract me. Sure, I fucked around, but I picked who I fucked. I don’t lay for just anyone, Susan.”
Susan’s eyes followed her sister’s fingers. Wanda had inched her skirt halfway up her thigh now. The leg was so slender and shapely, the flesh tanned and creamy.
“A woman?” Susan repeated, curious. “Tell me about it, Wanda.”
“There isn’t much to tell,” her younger sister said. “We just got it on. In her car, as a matter of fact.”
“Teenager stuff,” Susan grinned.
“So what?” Wanda replied. “When I’m turned an, I don’t care where I get fucked. But about what happened. She went down on me in the back seat. I had had my cunt sucked by boys, but that was the first time a woman sucked me. I liked it, I really did like it.”
“She made you come?”
“Like you’d never believe!” Wanda giggled. Susan could now see the crotch of her younger sister’s lacy panties. She was mesmerized by the slight bulge of Wanda’s cunt there, the shadow of pussy hair.
“And did… you lick her?” Susan said, her voice barely under control. Her cunt was twitching between her thighs, becoming wet. Her response wasn’t surprising, Susan became aroused easily. The surprise was her reaction to what her sister was saying, what she was seeing.
“Of course,” Wanda whispered, slipping her hand along her inner thigh, cupping her cunt and pressuring it. She kept staring at Susan, rubbing her palm along the crotch of her panties boldly, unashamedly.
“Did you… did you enjoy doing it?”
“It was lovely,” Wanda purred, sliding her hand into her panties as Susan stared holly. “A pussy is so soft and hot, the feel of a soft cunt against my mouth was exciting. She was very, very wet, and you know, her pussy juices were delicious! She didn’t have very much cunt hair, but my God, what a clit! It was like a tiny cock, and so hard! I sucked on it and sucked on it! When she came, it was like an earthquake.”
Susan was breathing deeply, her firm tits rising and falling. Her cunt was burning, the crotch of her panties drenched. She felt as if her clit was as stiff as a small cock, too. The cheeks of her ass tightened as she watched her sister’s hand moving inside the lacy panties. A soft, liquid sound came from between Wanda’s thighs. Wanda was openly and unashamedly fingerfucking herself. She sat with one leg on the cushions, the other on the floor. She leaned against the arm of the couch, her eyes slitted with passion.
“Do you do that very often?” Susan asked. “Only if I don’t have someone else to do it for me, Susan,” Wanda said softly, her voice thick with passion.
; Susan watched as Wanda’s hand stretched those flimsy panties, her cunt becoming very hot and wet. It was exciting to see her sister fingerfucking herself so openly. She had never seen a girl fuck herself with a finger before, except when she watched herself doing it with a mirror.
“Why don’t you ask Tommy to come in here?” Wanda asked. “I wouldn’t have to do this for myself. He was fingerfucking me very good when you walked in the door. I was about to come, too, damn it.”
Susan saw in her mind her son’s cock sliding into Wanda’s cunt. The image sent a wild pulsation through her own pussy, and she felt her pussy lips suck inward as her clit bulged tightly.
“Oh…” Wanda licked her lips again, sliding the crotch of her tight panties aside.
Susan saw her dark blond cunt hair, the wet pink lips of her sister’s cunt, her throbbing clit. Wanda pinched her clit lightly, twisting it and writhing her ass on the cushions.
“Or maybe you’d like to fingerfuck me, Susan? Maybe you’d enjoy… kissing my cunt.”
Susan’s breath caught in her throat. She licked at her lips, staring into her sister’s succulent pussy. Wanda dipped her middle finger into the folds, pressing slowly until her finger was all the way inside, then she pumped it in and out, her thumb agitating her inflamed clit.
“Mmmmmm, I think I’ll come,” Wanda purred hotly. “I think I’ll make myself come.” Her finger speeded up, the liquid sounds becoming more pronounced. When Wanda pulled her finger from her sugary pussy, she began to rub along her clit, then press hard as her fingers made circular movements. Susan couldn’t turn away, couldn’t take her eyes off her sister’s blond-haired pussy and those moving fingers.
“You like to watch, don’t you, Susan?” Wanda said in a low voice, rubbing at her cunt. “You’re getting turned-on by seeing me, aren’t you? I bet your cunt is bubbling and getting very hot, Susan. You love seeing me fingerfucking my cunt, don’t you? I bet you’d come if you saw me fucking Tommy. Do you want to watch your son fuck me, Susan? That would be nice. I’d love to fuck Tommy while you watched us.”
Susan jerked her eyes away.
“Wanda…” she said, then stopped. She stood up, her legs rubbery and weak.
She whirled away from her sister and almost ran down the hall to her room. She heard Wanda’s laughter, and wondered about her lack of shame.
“Fuck him once for me!” she heard Wanda call just before she closed her bedroom door.
Tommy wasn’t there. The bedspread was mussed, and the pillows were on the floor. There was the scent of fucking in the room, and she stood in the middle of it, wringing her hands, wondering how all this had happened in such a short time. Sure, she had been thinking about fucking Tommy. But she had not thought it would ever happen. She certainly never expected her younger sister to be the cause of it. But Wanda wasn’t really the cause, she was only the trigger. The incident on the subway car had helped it along, too, she knew.
Tommy came out of her adjoining bathroom, still naked. He grinned at his mother, then saw her confusion.
“What’s the matter, Mom?” he asked, starting to edge back into the bathroom, covering his cock and balls with one hand.
Susan understood what Tommy was thinking, and smiled at him. “It’s okay, Tommy,” she said. “It’s not what you think. I just had a talk with your aunt, that’s all.”
Tommy stood in the door of the bathroom, his eyes searching his mother’s face. Susan smiled wider, and stepped toward him. She shoved his hand away from his cock and balls, closing her own fingers about his cock and squeezing him.
“Gimme!” she whispered. “Don’t hide it, give it to me.”
“You looked kind of mad, Mom,” he said. “I wasn’t sure you’d let me do it again.”
“Do it again?” she asked, squeezing his cock and feeling it harden in her fist. “You mean fuck me? Why would I stop you from fucking me? Didn’t I say you could fuck me anytime and anywhere and in any way?”
“Yes, but.”
“Stop it, baby,” she said, leaning down and kissing him. She pumped her fist back and forth, feeling his young cock swell and harden. “I have a feeling your aunt is going to fuck you, too.”
Tommy shoved his tongue into his mother’s mouth, sliding his hands over her hips. Susan pressed against him, using her free hand to open her blouse for his mouth. As soon as a nipple was exposed, Tommy closed his hot, wet lips about it, sucking as hungrily as he had a short time ago. Susan purred and pumped his cock, testing the throbbing power of it with her fist.
“Mmmm, this is very nice, baby,” she whispered. “Your cock is very hard again. I know a nice, wet, hot place for it, don’t you?”
While her son stood sucking on her tit, Susan slipped out of her blouse and skirt. Her panties were peeled away quickly, and Tommy rushed his hand to his mother’s cunt. Susan squealed in delight as he stabbed two fingers into her pussy and wiggled them about. She shook her ass and pulled his face tightly into her tits.
“Mmmnmmm, suck my tit, Tommy!” she gurgled. “Suck mother’s tit! Oooooh, suck my nipples and fuck me with your finger! My cunt is very wet and hot, isn’t it?”
Tommy moaned about his mother’s nipple, his tongue licking at the rigid tip, his lips sucking at her flesh.
Pulling his face back, he looked up into his mother’s face. “Aunt Wanda is gonna fuck me?”
“I think so,” Susan said. “Do you want to fuck her, baby?”
“She sure had my cock hard, Mom,” Tommy grinned. “And her pussy was sure hot and wet. Sure, I’d love to fuck her, Mom.”
The idea of Tommy putting his young cock into her sister’s lovely blond-haired cunt sent ripples of pleasure up and down Susan’s flesh. She groaned and pulled him toward her bed.
“Lay on your back, baby,” she whispered, kneeling beside him. “This time, I want on top of you.”
Tommy eagerly laid back, his cock straining up with throbbing hardness. Susan gripped it in her fist, pumping up and down, making his swollen cockhead bulge out, his piss hole widening and dripping. She gazed at her son’s cock with feverish eyes, bringing her other hand to his balls. Squeezing them, she jacked his cock, making soft squealing sounds of pleasure.
“Do something, Mom!” he urged.
“I am doing something, honey,” she purred softly. “I’m jacking your cock, aren’t I?”
“I don’t wanna hand job! I wanna fuck!”
“Of course, you want to fuck,” she gurgled. “With a hard-on like this, I’m sure you do.”
She leaned down, and her tongue flicked outward.
“Ohhhh, Mom!” Tommy groaned as he felt the wet heat of his mother’s tongue swirl about the head of his cock.
“Mmmmm, tasty,” Susan whispered, sliding her tongue along his piss hole, tasting the seeping juices. “Very, very tasty. I bet you’ve never had a blow job, Tommy.”
“I’ve never had a piece of ass until a while ago, Mom,” he moaned. “You know that.”
Susan, with her eyes smoldering in heat, her head turned to watch his expression, closed her lips about the head of her son’s cock. She sucked very hard on the tip of his prick, her tongue flicking against his piss hole. Tommy whimpered and wiggled his ass, lifting his hips.
“You love it, I see,” Susan said, puffing her mouth off his cock. “I can make you love it even more, but not right now.”
She swung her leg over his hips, holding the base of his cock. Tommy watched his mother’s hairy cuntlips part for him. The pink lips of her pussy glistened with wetness. Susan rubbed the head of his cock along the fiery slit of her cunt, mewling softly. Fitting the smooth head of his cock to her pussy, she slowly lowered herself, taking his cock deeply. Tommy gasped with pleasure, feeling the soft, yet tight, lips of his mother’s cunt closing about his prick. He felt the hairs of her cunt tickle the base of his cock, and grabbed for her knees.
Susan settled on his prick, grinding slowly, arching her hips back and forth. She sat up straight, shoulders back. She fondled her tit
s as she wiggled on him, making soft sounds of pleasure, her eyes slitted with growing passion as she looked into his delighted young face.
Soon, Susan was leaning over, her hands and arms bracing her upper body, her tits jiggling. She lifted her ass until his cock was almost out, then banged down.
“Ohhhh, very nice!” she hissed.
Her naked ass began to move faster, taking her son’s cock deeply into her pussy, gasping each time the puffy lips of her hungry cunt smacked at the base. Wet sounds came from between them as Susan fucked up and down, shaking her ass in tight circles.
“Ohhhhh, I love this feeling, Tommy!” she whimpered. “I love to feel your cock in my cunt! It’s so fucking hard and hot and long! Mmmmm, fuck with me, baby! Fuck with mother!”
Gripping his mother’s knees, Tommy rammed his cock up and down. Susan held her ass up, feeling her son drive his prick in and out of her cunt, gurgling with the wet, slapping sounds. With each upward thrust into her cunt, her tits jiggled, her nipples rigid with desire.
“Ram it to me hard, Tommy!” she groaned. “Ohhhh, be rough! Be rough with me! Bruise my hot cunt with your cock! Beat my cunt raw, baby! Ooooaoh, I love it so much!”
Tommy plunged his cock up and down, gritting his teeth as he stared between their bodies. His balls felt swollen and hard. Digging his fingers into his mother’s flesh an inch or so above her knees, he fucked into her gripping, burning cunt furiously.
“Be still!” she hissed suddenly.
Tommy relaxed, and his mother began to slide her cunt up and down his cock, making tight, screwing movements. She gasped and panted hotly, her hair fanning about her face. She churned her ass in all directions. Her cunt bulged out, feeling as if it was about to burst open like a ripe grape. She strained down on him, grinding lewdly, feeling every throb of his cock deep, inside her fiery cunt. She began to scream softly as she raced her cunt up and down again, pounding her son’s ass into the mattress.
“Oooh, I’m getting ready to come, Tommy!” she wailed. “My cunt is ready to come!”
She pounded in a frenzy, shaking her naked ass wildly, straining her head up with agonized rapture. She felt as if she couldn’t get his cock deep enough. Her hairy cuntlips closed tightly about his cock as she pulled upward, seeming to expand with each down thrust. Her low screams grew in volume, and she couldn’t stop.
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