“Shhhhh,” Karen whispered again, pinching Sarah’s nipples gently through her dress. “Be quiet and let me relax you.”
Sarah began to pant hotly when one of Karen’s hands moved down from her tits, over her trembling stomach. She kept her hand on top of Karen’s, and when she felt her sister’s fingers pressing at her cunt, through her dress and panties, she exerted pressure with her own hand.
“I knew this was it, Sarah,” Karen purred in her ear, the tip of her tongue fucking out to lick at the lobe. “I could see it.”
Her fingers rubbed lightly up and down, then firmer. Sarah’s cunt bulged inside her panties, and when her sister rubbed at it, she groaned softly, arching her hips into the hand. She sobbed as she felt Karen inching her dress up, using both hands now. She wanted to stop her, but she didn’t want to stop her. Her cunt was on fire, as wet and hot as it had been the day she fucked her son. Sarah lost all control, just as she had that day, when her sister bunched her dress around her waist, and rubbed at her cunt through her panties.
“You’re so wet, Sarah,” Karen whispered, her voice very thick and low. “You’ve soaked your panties, baby.”
“Karen, please…”
Again her sister shushed her, sliding her hand down the elastic waist of Sarah’s panties. Sarah couldn’t breathe as she felt Karen’s fingers brush through the soft hair of her cunt and when a fingertip touched her clit her hips lurched forward, wanting the pressure.
Karen was nibbling at her ear now, and rubbing two fingers along the swollen sides of Sarah’s bulging clit squeezing it between them. Sarah twisted her ass, feeling her sister press her hips forward. She balled her fingers into fists at her hips, fighting to keep from turning in Karen’s arms, grabbing her tits, kissing her, licking her lips and sucking her tongue, feeling her sister’s body, her ass, her cunt.
“Mmmmm, nice and juicy,” Karen purred, kissing lightly at Sarah’s ear. “Your pussy is very hot and juicy, Sarah.”
Sarah gasped as her sister worked a finger into the steamy depths of her cunt. As Karen slowly pushed and pulled her finger, Sarah suddenly became aware of being in front of the window, her dress up, and her sister fingerfucking her cunt. Heat moved over her face, but the burn of her pussy intensified and she pushed her palm hard on top of Karen’s hand between her thighs.
“Let me,” Karen mewled, her wet tongue circling Sarah’s ear. “Let me take care of it… make you feel good… take the tension out of you.”
Her finger darted in and out of Sarah’s cunt, picking up speed as the heel of her hand smashed the straining clit. Sarah spread her feet on the floor, wider, her hips humping to the rhythm of her sister’s penetrating finger. She cooed and gurgled softly, the hairy lips of her cunt clutching Karen’s finger.
“Karen?” Sarah cried out.
“Oh, yes, Sarah!” Karen purred, ramming her finger deep into her sister’s cunt. “Come, Sarah!”
Sarah’s cunt was exploding, the hairy lips in spasms of tight heat, her clit bursting. She cried out and smashed her hand on top of her sister’s, pushing the buried finger a bit deeper. The orgasm was good, but it was not as strong as having her son’s cock in her cunt. When the orgasm faded, she was no more relieved than before, and her cunt burned and seeped just as insatiably.
“My, you are in bad shape, aren’t you?” Karen whispered against her ear, pumping her finger in and out once more. “You need some more, don’t you, Sarah?”
“God, oh my God!” Sarah cried out. “I need much more, Karen! I need… need so much more!”
“Here,” Karen said, slipping her hand out of Sarah’s panties and pulling her across the room to the couch. “I’ll do you up good.”
Sarah didn’t resist as her sister knelt before her, dragging her tight bikini panties down. She stepped from them, holding her dress up herself. When Karen gently pushed her to the couch, she sat down willingly, her eyes smoldering as she breathed excitedly. Karen pushed her knees apart, gazing at the juicy pink cunt with the soft curls of hair along the slit, wide at the top. Sarah began to churn her ass when her sister caressed the soft inner flesh of her thighs, then stroked her throbbing cunt tenderly. Sarah’s hand whipped up to her tits, clasping them inside her dress, arching her cunt to Karen’s hand, twisting with passion.
Karen pushed her sister’s legs wider, and Sarah cried out and flung them apart, pushing her cunt to Karen’s hands. Karen used both hands, her fingers spreading the pink wet cunt, then smashing the hairy lips together. She spread Sarah’s cunt again, watching her cunt bulge up with fiery stiffness.
Stiffening four of her fingers together, Karen pushed them into her sister’s cunt, bringing a squeal of ecstasy from Sarah. She began to fuck her fingers in and out, making wet sounds, the fingers of her other hand rubbing and agitating Sarah’s intensely inflamed cunt.
“Ohhhh, Karen, Karen!” Sarah wailed, churning her hips up and down wantonly, twisting and wiggling, squeezing at her covered tits hard, making them tingle with a sort of pleasure and pain. “Ahhhh, yes, Karen!”
Karen’s eyes glowed brightly as she watched Sarah’s naked hips fly up and down, grinding on her fingers. She stabbed furiously, breathing hotly against one of Sarah’s creamy thighs. The fresh, sweet scent of Sarah’s juicy cunt filled her nostrils and she inhaled it greedily. She saw the juices seeping past her buried fingers, smearing the humping cheeks of Sarah’s tight ass.
“Harder!” Karen cried out. “Ohhhh, please, harder… faster… deeper! Ahhhh, more, Karen… more!”
Karen really didn’t have to run her fingers back and forth. Sarah was riding them with her cunt furiously, sliding her hairy, tight cunt back and forth, almost to her palm. The wet sounds excited Karen, and her own cunt began to bubble with more wetness than before. She was on her knees between the spreading legs of her sister, and she pulled her hand from Sarah’s cunt and slipped it under her own skirt, rubbing at the tight crotch of her own panties, feeling her cunt burn through the flimsy cloth.
Squishy sounds wore loud as Sarah pumped her cunt up and down on her sister’s fingers. She twisted and rolled her ass about her hands digging at her tits then scooting down swiftly to her thighs where she clutched the inner softness and spread them as wide as she could.
“Ohhhhh, Karen!” she wailed. “Ahhhh, please! That’s so good, Karen! Oooooh, so wonderful!”
Karen was panting, her eyes smoldering as she watched Sarah’s hairy, soft, hot and wet cunt thrusting up and down. She could see the pink lips spread about her fingers, feel the softness of the inside, the steamy wetness. Her own cunt was on fire now, burning as hotly as her sister’s, and she rushed her hand into her panties, finger fucking herself furiously.
“Pump, Sarah, pump!” she moaned.
“I am!” Karen sobbed, her fingers now on the lips of her stretched cunt, pulling it wider. “I am pumping!”
With her head twisting about, her eyes closed, Sarah gasped and cried out with ecstasy, ecstasy that was making her mind spin wilder and wilder. Her hips churned wantonly, the cheeks of her ass bunching.
“Karen! Ohhhhhhhh, Karen, it’s going to happen!” she shrieked. “I’m about to come, Karen! Ohhhh, hard, please! Deeper… fuck me deeper! I’m about to come and I want to be fucked hard and deep!”
Screaming out her rapture, Sarah jerked upward, her arms wrapping around the back of them. She humped her ass up and down frantically while her sister once more rammed her fingers into her fiery cunt. The orgasm burned and swelled, and with a shout, Sarah came. The convulsions were strong, as strong as they had been when she fucked her son. Her ass lurched up, grinding as she screamed in ecstasy.
Karen felt Sarah’s cunt grabbing and squeezing her fingers, and with a low moan of satisfaction, her own cunt contracted about her darting finger, but her orgasm was not as strong as Sarah’s. As the orgasm wound down, Sarah’s ass slumped, her long legs straight out, spread open. Karen pulled her drenched fingers out of her sister’s bushy cunt, lifting her hand from her panties.
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She was standing up when Jimmy came in the front door.
Jimmy stopped in his tracks, staring at his mother’s lewd exposure, seeing her juicy cunt gleaming wetly.
For a moment Sarah couldn’t move. Finally, she closed her legs, tugging her dress down and sitting up, her face flushed with the glow of her orgasm, but also with the embarrassment of being caught. Karen, too, had gone stiff. She had been in the process of smoothing her tight skirt over her curvy hips and legs when Jimmy came in unexpectedly. She had whirled to face him, her skirt still about her hips.
As his mother tugged her skirt down, Jimmy’s eyes swung to his aunt and he saw her frilly, skimpy panties, her creamy, long legs while Karen stood blushing. His cock hardened pushing at the front of his pants. He made no attempt to hide it, but stood looking at his aunt as she nervously got her dress down.
Sarah sat with her hands folded in her lap, looking down at them bashfully. When she had her dress down, Karen looked at Sarah, and scooted past Jimmy carefully, closing the door as she left the house, but with a last peek at his outlined hard-on.
“What’s been happening, Mom?” Jimmy asked, his voice husky from what he had seen. “What was Aunt Karen doing?”
“N-nothing.”
Jimmy didn’t believe her. He had seen her spread out with her cunt exposed, her panties lying on the floor, and he could smell the arousing scent of hot, wet cunt throughout the room. He moved toward his mother, and Sarah’s body trembled. She peeked from lowered lashes and saw her son’s cock pushing at his pants. The blushed deepened on her creamy cheeks.
“You’ve been playing naughty, Mom,” her son said.
Jimmy waited, but she didn’t go on. His cock was lurching inside his pants, and his balls were full and hot. Since his mother had surprised him that evening a week ago, he had been wanting more, but didn’t know how to approach her. He had sensed her embarrassment about her aggressive behavior, and had seen her shyness, but he still wanted to feel her hot cunt around his cock again.
“Did Aunt Karen kiss it, Mom?” he asked in a hoarse voice.
“Kiss… kiss what?”
“Your pussy,” Jimmy blurted. “Did Aunt Karen kiss your pussy, Mom?”
“Jimmy, please…” Sarah couldn’t look up at her son. All she could do was sit there trembling and blushing furiously, hands clasped tightly in her lap.
Jimmy began to open his pants.
Hearing the rustle of his clothing, Sarah peeked at him. She held her breath when she saw he was opening his pants, unzipping them. When they were open, he pushed them to his knees, and his cock lurched up, long and hard, with a shining, smooth head and wet pisshole. His balls were tight and looked very full to her. The evening she had practically raped him, she had not gotten a close look at his cock and balls, but now she did. There was a scattering of dark, curling hairs at the base of his cock, but none on his preciously sweet-looking balls. Her breath came out in a low hissing sound when she saw him close his fist about his cock and began to pump it back and forth. Sarah stared at his hand, his cock, mesmerized. He moved his fist slowly, but gripped the shaft tightly, making the head bulge out and his pisshole widen. She saw a drop of juice form on his pisshole, then drop from it. Sarah’s tongue moved across her lips as a low, hungry moan bubbled from her throat.
While he jacked slowly on his cock, Jimmy touched his mother’s tits inside her dress. Sarah’s body jerked, but forward, not back. His palm closed about her tit, and he felt it, stroking it, squeezing it, feeling her nipple stiff against his palm, burning past the lightweight material of her dress.
“You’re not wearing a bra, Mom,” Jimmy said.
Sarah hardly heard. She stared with hot eyes at his cock. It was about six inches from her face, and not knowing she was doing it, she moved a little closer, her lips parted. Jimmy was squeezing her tit hard now, his fist moving a little faster on his cock. Sarah moaned low in her throat, her tongue licking from one corner of her mouth to the other one more slowly. Despite the massive orgasm she had just enjoyed with her sister’s fingers, her cunt was boiling wetly again, soaking into the back of her dress, and she writhed her ass on the cushions of the couch, pressing her thighs hard together, mewling as the pressure sent a stabbing sweetness through her clit.
“Jimmy…” she whispered in passion.
Her fingers opened, her right hand lifting upward. She cupped his balls in her hand while he stood jacking off and feeling her tit. The heat of her son’s young balls seemed to blister her palm as she closed her fingers about them.
“Ohhh, Mom!” Jimmy grunted as she squeezed his balls, his tight fist jerking rapidly back and forth on his cock.
Sarah gripped Jimmy’s balls and watched his cock, her eyes smoldering as her lips parted. She wondered if he was going to come off in her face, and what she would do about it if he did. She had never seen a cock squirt before, had never had her face so close to one. It was exciting, making her shiver and her mouth become strangely wet until she had to swallow. There was an unusual tingling sensation in her throat, not unlike the way her cunt tingled in heat. She was feeling and seeing things that excited her, things she had never even thought about a week ago… until she had given in to the impulse to lift her dress at the bank’s instant teller.
Another impulse was coming to her, a strong urge to close her lips around her son’s cock, to taste it, lick it, suck on it. It was a crazy desire, because Sarah had always felt revulsion for that when anyone ever mentioned such things. Women that allowed a man to put his cock in their mouths were sluts, whores, she told herself before. A man pissed out of that thing, how could any decent woman take it into her mouth? Yet that was what Sarah wanted to do now… feel her son’s hot, hard cock inside her mouth.
Her face was moving closer to the bulging head of her son’s cock, her lips opening more, her hand holding his balls tightly.
Jimmy pulled back from her, her hand falling away from his balls. He squatted at her knees, and when he pushed them open, Sarah did not resist. She leaned back on the couch, her eyes slitted with passion, looking down as her son spread her knees and began to push her skirt up. She wondered if she would actually have taken his cock into her mouth if he had not pulled it away, and with startling clarity, realized she would have.
Her knees were spread wide now, her skirt at her stomach, her hairy cunt showing, juices glistening on the pink lips and clit. Jimmy stared at his mother’s cunt for a long time, breathing hard. Then he stood, stepping between her legs, gripping his cock once more. Watching his cock, Sarah caressed her hands down her body to her thighs, and opened them wider yet, lifting her cunt to the head of her son’s cock.
For a long, teasing, breathless moment, Jimmy rubbed the head of his cock up and down the slit of his mother’s cunt, feeling the wetness, the heat of it, Sarah’s fingers moved up her thighs to her cunt, pulling the swollen lips open, her clit straining up in hardness. Jimmy placed the head of his cock on his mother’s clit, his pisshole over the rigid tip, and held it there.
Sarah stared down her body at it, breathing in hot, quick gasps as her hips jerked with the contact. She pulled her cunt wide, a moan coming from her throat. Jimmy jacked his cock as he pressed his pisshole onto her clit. He pushed his cock downward, and breathed with excitement as he felt the wet heat of her cunt. He slowly pushed his prick into the soft wetness, watching her pussy spread about the head. Sarah was holding her breath, and as his cock slipped into her cunt, she let it out, her hips jerking upward, a little cry bubbling from her.
With her cunt clasping the head of his cock, Jimmy held still. He felt his mother’s pussy squeeze the head of his prick, a flexing movement that excited him. He slipped his hands to his mother’s hips, and Sarah lifted her ass, sliding he cunt along the shaft of her son’s cock, taking it deeply inside. She felt his hot, tight balls on the crack of her ass when she smashed the hairy, swollen lips of her cunt onto the base of his cock. She strained against him, feeling his prick jerk and burn and throb far up
her pussy, his balls writhing excitedly. Sarah closed her hot thighs against his, pressing tightly, then flung them open again.
“Jimmy, fuck me,” she breathed, her eyes glittering. “Fuck me, baby. I want you to fuck me!”
Jimmy groaned his face twisting with pleasure as he dug his hands into his mother’s hips. He pulled back, watching how her cunt clung to his cock. When the head almost slipped free, he pushed back, hard and fast.
“Ohhhh, baby!” Sarah whimpered, delighted by the sudden stab of his cock.
Standing between his mother’s thighs, gripping her hips, Jimmy lunged back and forth, smacking wetly into her cunt. Sarah began to churn her ass with him, lurching up and down, grinding as she sobbed softly. Each time her son rammed into her cunt, there was a soft slapping sound, and it made her tits jiggle, her nipples rubbing at her dress.
“Uh… uh…” Her breath came out as her son banged hard into her cunt. “Ooooh… uhhhh, Jimmy!” Her legs were flung wide apart, only her toes touching the floor as she strained her cunt to him. Her hands flew upward, closing about her tits inside her dress, squeezing them as her head twisted from one side to the other, eyes glazed in ecstasy. The muscles of her flat stomach rippled as she lunged her cunt up and down to meet his strong penetrations. She fucked at him frantically, her cunt tingling with wet fire, fucking him unashamedly.
Her fingers ripped at her dress, and her tits showed. Jimmy stared at them, the creamy smoothness, fine, light-brown nipples. Sarah’s upper arms pushed them together, causing her nipples to push up with hot hardness.
“Jimmy… my titties,” she moaned. “Ohhh, my tithes, baby! Touch mother’s titties!”
Leaning forward, his cock sliding in and out of her cunt wildly, Jimmy grabbed his mother’s naked tits, feeling them for the first time without anything covering them. He found the flesh smooth, very smooth, firm with tight nipples, so hard. Squeezing his mother’s tits, he rammed his cock in and out faster and harder.
Sarah made gurgling sounds, her hands on top of his while he fondled her tits, her hips churning and lurching and grinding in frantic motion as he fucked her. She yelped and gasped, cried out and sobbed as the rapture swelled and seared her from head to toe.
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