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Family feelings


Virginia Hightower was giving her teenaged son a good look at her pussy, and getting really turned on in the process. She had always been an exhibitionist and had been thinking a great deal about exposing herself to the youth, but this was the first time she had actually done it.

Her husband and daughter had both gone out and Virginia was alone in the house with Jimmy. The handsome boy had been sitting in the living room, reading a magazine, and Virginia had decided that this was the time to make her fantasies reality. She knew that Jimmy was a horny young man, because she had found sticky evidence of hand-jobs on his bed sheets and in the bathroom. She knew it would excite him tremendously to sneak a look at her cunt and that, in turn, excited Virginia.

She had undressed upstairs, first, removing the slacks and sweater that concealed her voluptuous body. Then she had drawn black silk stockings up her shapely legs and fastened them to a sexy garter belt. She had selected a frilly, semi-transparent negligee and drawn that over her naked form, then stood before the full-length mirror, admiring herself and imagining just how her son would react to the sight.

Virginia, in her mid-thirties, was still every bit as sexy as she had been in her promiscuous teenage years. It made her hot just to look at herself, narcissism combining with her exhibitionist tendencies. Her green eyes glowed as she gazed at her reflection. The silken negligee clung to her curves, draped from her big, thrusting tits. Her stiff nipples stood out in twin peaks on the creamy mounds and she could faintly see the ovals of her areolas through the material. Her eyes lowered and she smiled, noticing that the outline of her bushy cunt mound could also be glimpsed through the semi-transparent and provocative garment.

She turned and looked back over her shoulder, pleased by the way the negligee clung to her heart-shaped ass. Turning to face the mirror again, she slowly drew the hem of her nightie up her flat belly, exposing her golden pussy triangle. Her crotch was a jungle of curly blonde hair, spreading out widely across her loins.

She dipped at the knees and parted her thighs, staring at her pussy. Her cunt lips were unfurled like the petals of a moist, fleshy flower. Her open slot was creamy and her stiff clit stood out like a stump in a swamp.

Virginia slid a hand up the sleek flesh of her inner thigh, then brushed her fingertips across her pussy. She shuddered at the sensation. Her lush hips jerked and she pumped her belly in and out in a fucking motion as she lovingly fingered her tingling clit.

“Ummmm,” she purred as that stiff nugget swelled and rippled against her caressing fingers.

Although she had a handsome husband with a huge Prick and plenty of sexual stamina, Virginia still finger-fucked herself a lot. She enjoyed her own body, her own private caresses. But then, Virginia was a woman who enjoyed anything and everything that had to do with sex.

Her heavy mane of blonde hair cascaded over her high cheekbones as she tossed her head, her face contorted into a mask of desire. Her green eyes were narrowed to slits, the long lashes fluttering, and her sensual lips were slack. She started to pant and her big tits thrust out, as if they were being inflated by the fat valves of her nipples.

Tilting her wrist, she slowly inched her middle finger up into her fuck-hole. Her pussy muscles pulled and sucked. She pushed her finger in to the knuckle and wriggled it around inside her steaming cunt.

She pushed her belly out towards the mirror and tilted her groin up, so that she could see her finger as it fucked in and out of her gash. She began to shove all four fingers up her pussy, brushing the edge of her thumb back and forth across her clit at the same time.

Waves of pleasure shot across her slender belly and ran like electric currents up her thighs. She bunched her fingers together in a phallic shape and fucked them all the way up her cunt hole, grinding against them. Her cunt lips spread wider and a wash of pearly pussy nectar gushed out, soaking her hand and wrist.

When she pulled her fingers out of her cunt. That hairy bowl remained spread in a wide oval and she could look right up her fuck-tunnel. The darker inner folds were all lathered with cunt juices. A slimy trickle of the creamy stuff ran down her crotch and seeped into the crack of her ass. Shimmering ribbons unwound down her thighs.

Virginia brought her creamy fingers up to her lips and licked at them. The taste of her own pussy juice tingled on her tongue, thrilling her. She dipped her hand back into her cunt, then brought it up to her Mouth again. Her fingers slid up her fuck-hole all wet with her saliva and pushed into her mouth, drenched with cunt cream.

Caressing her pussy made her feel so good that Virginia was sorely tempted to frig herself off.

But then she remembered that Jimmy was downstairs and that she had decided it was time to give the boy a good flash. How wonderful it would be to feel the teenaged boy’s hot eyes on her body! How excited her display would make him, and her.

She wondered if Jimmy ever thought about her when he was beating his meat. She hoped so. And if he hadn’t before, she was damned sure that he would after he’d had a long look at her pussy.

Virginia, radiant and glowing with anticipation, gave her cunt a last stroke, squirming against her hand. And then she went downstairs to fulfill her fantasies.

Jimmy was slouched in an armchair, idly flipping through the pages of a sports magazine and feeling rather bored. He wished that he had a girlfriend, in particular, a girlfriend who would fuck. Jimmy was still a virgin, and quite inexperienced. He had dated a few naughty girls who had let him feel their tits and one very naughty girl who even let him have a feel of her pussy, but that was the extent of the horny lad’s sex life. Frantic with puberty, he jerked off frequently and with regularity. He usually beat his meat first thing in the morning, still groggy with sleep so that the hand-job had a dreamlike quality. And he almost always jerked off as soon as he got into bed at night. And quite often he enjoyed a hand-job during the course of the day. Jerking off was a lonely occupation, but it served to take the pressure off his Cock and balls. It was better than nothing.

He heard his mother come into the room but didn’t look up from the magazine. Virginia came over and stood behind his chair. Jimmy was glad that he was reading a wholesome sports magazine instead of a girly magazine as the woman leaned over his shoulder.

Her fat tits brushed against his neck.

Jimmy tensed. He could feel the stiff tips of his mom’s tits brush against him. He blushed, embarrassed by his own reactions. Obviously his mother didn’t realize what she was doing to him. She probably still thought that he was an innocent child, he guessed. Wild images flashed through his fevered brain. As an infant, he had nursed on those big nipples—and how he would love to nurse on them again!

Virginia rubbed her tits against him for a moment, pretending to be taking an interest in his reading matter. Then she moved away. As she crossed the room, Jimmy stared at her swinging ass. He could see the indentation of the crack between her ass cheeks quite clearly through her nightie and he gulped. His big prick, a blessing that he had inherited from his robust daddy, gave a lurch.

Jimmy blushed again, ashamed and embarrassed at getting a hard-on over his mother. That was real naughty, he knew, but all the more thrilling because of it.

His cock hardened and rose up inside his jeans like a fleshy lever and his balls ballooned between his legs. He glanced down and saw that the outline of his hard-on was very obvious. He hoped his mom didn’t notice! But how could he hide a huge cock-bulge like that in his skin-tight jeans? The boy felt trapped and panicky. If his mother stayed in the room, he just couldn’t get up from the chair without revealing his booming hard-on. He lowered the magazine into his lap, shielding his disgrace.

Virginia curled gracefully onto the couch. Pretending to be looking at the television, she drew one leg up, her knee bent. She squirmed around, as if getting comfortable, and managed to slide the hem of her negligee higher over her lush hips, as if by accident.

Jimmy gaped at her, unable to conceal his fascination. His eyes bunged, his jaw dropped open wide and beads of sweat dotted his brow.

The way she was sitting, with one knee raised, Jimmy could look right up her nightie! He could see her bushy cunt mound and, in the shadows, glimpse a flash of pink pussy lips. The boy’s head spun. So much blood had rushed into the building of his enormous hard-on that his brain was starved for oxygen.

Virginia sneaked a sideways glance at her son and smiled as she noted his reaction to her display. Still feigning an interest in the television, she wriggled around a bit. She arched her back, thrusting her stiff-tipped tits out. Jimmy’s eyes shifted to her tits for a moment, then dropped back onto her creamy crotch.

Why was his mom’s cunt all wet?

His prick was pounding and pumping wildly. The magazine vibrated in his lap. He placed his hand on it to stop the motion and felt his prick jump vigorously. He was afraid he was going to cream his jeans. How embarrassing that would be, with his mom in the room!

Virginia scratched lightly at the sleek flesh of her inner thigh, raising the hem of her negligee a bit higher in the process. She was really enjoying this situation, thrilled at how much she was turning Jimmy on. Her pussy rippled, as if the boy were caressing her with his gaze. More pearly cunt juice oozed from her fuck-slot.

Now Virginia was as desperate to get her rocks off as her son was!

Jimmy was trapped in his chair by the prominence of his hard-on, and Virginia felt as if her body were glued to the couch by her soaking cunt. She watched his prick pound under the magazine and her pussy rippled as spasms of pure lust rushed through her loins.

She had known that it would be exciting to flash her pussy to her son, but she hadn’t expected it to make her this fucking horny! If she sat there much longer, she knew that she was going to cream, that her steaming cunt was going to just melt all by itself.

Virginia figured that it had gone on long enough. She simply had to leave the room now, both to relieve herself and to give the horny teenager a chance to jerk off. She got up slowly. She could hear her cunt squash between her thighs and wondered if Jimmy, too, had heard that moist sound. Her legs felt limp as she moved towards the doorway, and her cunt was like a smoldering ember in her crotch. She wouldn’t have been surprised if her pussy had suddenly ignited, bursting into flames, except, of course, that her creamy pussy was much too wet to burn!

With her lovely ass swinging sensually, Virginia left the room with her son staring after her, looking stunned. She paused in the hallway, breathing heavily. Her face was radiant with arousal, her body glowing in the dim light. She was amazed by her own fiery passion. She didn’t think that she had ever been so hot before, not even on that memorable evening when, as a teenager, she had sucked off the whole basketball team, one right after the other.

She started towards the stairs, then paused again.

It dawned on her that maybe Jimmy was going to pump his prick right there in the living room.

She smiled with trembling lips.

She had given the boy a stimulating sight, now it was her turn to enjoy a performance!


As soon as his mother had left the room, Jimmy took the magazine off his lap and began to rub his throbbing cock and balls through his jeans. He thought that he should go up to his bedroom and jerk off behind a locked door, but his prick was so heavy that the thought of lugging it, unemptied, up the stairs was distasteful. His iron-hard prick was already jammed uncomfortably in his jeans and he figured it would be downright painful to try to walk that way. His cock was pushing the front of his jeans out like a tent and his balls were swollen so massively that his legs were almost bowed around them.

He decided to jack off right there in the comfort of the easy chair. There was the risk that his mother might return and catch him at it, but that element of danger only added another dimension to the thrill. Somehow, he didn’t think that she would be surprised, or that she would disapprove. It almost seemed as if she had deliberately flaunted her voluptuous body and exposed her pussy. It was shocking to think that his mom would do such a naughty thing, and exciting. He knew that she was a horny woman because he had often heard her wailing and moaning in the marital bed, and this wouldn’t be the first time that Jimmy had thought about his sexy mother while he pounded his prick to a frazzle.

He closed his eyes, summoning up a vision of her bushy, soaking pussy. He rubbed his cock through his jeans add cupped his balls, squeezing them gently. He was so hot that he could feel the thick jism slashing around inside those swollen balls.

He drew the zipper of his fly down. His cock shot out of the opening like a guided missile, standing high over his belly. Jimmy refastened the waistband and his fly spread open in a wide wedge. He reached in and hauled his balls out. He stared down at his prick, amazed by how huge and hard it had become. Jimmy was fascinated by his own hard-on.

But not as fascinated as his mother.

Virginia had sneaked back to the living room door and carefully peered around the corner, just in time to see her son haul his prick out. Her green eyes flared and she had to stifle a moan of desire.

Virginia simply adored big pricks, and Jimmy’s cock was a fucking masterpiece! His balls looked huge jammed between his lean thighs and, rising from his loins, the stalk of his cock was long and thick and rock hard. Dark, pulsing veins writhed up the underside of his cockshaft and spread out under his mushroom-shaped knob. That massive slab of cockmeat was deep purple, glossy and shiny and throbbing. His pisshole was parted and a few drops of frothy pre-cum had oozed out and trickled down the cock-knob, like lashings of whipped cream on a plum.

Not touching himself yet, the horny teenager moved his ass and hips, humping up from the chair and thrusting his prick up over his belly. His cockshaft was so long that the knob was standing nearly as high as his breastbone. A creamy ribbon of pre-cum slithered down the slope of his purple slab and ran down his cockrod, tracing the pulsing vein.

His cockmeat was slimy with his cum seepage, and it was a mouth-watering sight. Virginia began to drool as she stared at his hard-on. She felt as if her eyeballs were going to melt from the fiery intensity of her gaze.

Her cunt rippled and flowed and her clit flared. The woman felt as if her loins were hollow, a void abhorred by her nature. Oh, how she would have loved to have her son’s gigantic cock thundering up her fuck-hole! Wild, incestuous desires raced through her fevered mind and her fiery body responded. Her nipples shot out like rockets ready to be launched and a tide of pussy cream filled her slot. Her clit felt like it was being pulled right out of her cunt as it swelled and expanded. Her tongue slowly slid back and forth across her lower lip, flicking like the tail of a hungry cat that was staring at a feast. She felt dizzy with fuck-lust, not knowing which end of her voluptuous body was hornier, her steaming cunt hole or her ravenous mouth. Those two holes seemed interchangeable. Her tongue was tingling as much as her clit and her mouth was drooling as heavily as her pussy was flowing. Even her trim little asshole was rippling with longing for a load of cock.

Virginia reached down and cupped one open hand over her cunt slot, holding herself as if she were trying to keep her creamy juices from escaping, to contain her passion. She sank very slowly down to the floor, kneeling over her hand. She began to fondle her explosive tit tips with the other hand, pulling and rolling the taut nuggets.

She was afraid that Jimmy would hear the panting sound of her heavy breathing and stifled moans. But Jimmy, panting heavily himself, was blissfully unaware that he was under such keen observation.

He stretched out, his back arched deeply and his ass perched on the edge of the chair, with his legs extended to the floor, slightly parted. His neck was craned down as he stared at his vibrant cock. His hard-on was so huge that Jimmy was almost intimidated by it. His heels drummed on the floor and his ass squirmed on the seat.

His left hand slid down, curled around and cupped his swollen balls. As he fondled them, another glob of slimy cum squeezed from his piss hole, lathering the tip of his cockhead with quicksilvery fluid.

His right hand moved down towards his groin, slowly and tentatively, almost warily. He looked like a member of a bomb squad, cautiously approaching that smoldering stick of dynamite to defuse it.

His fingers closed around his cock at the thick root. He held his cockrod in his fist for a moment, squeezing and making the prick-knob flare. Then he gave his long prick a slow push-pull. His fist slid up towards the cockhead, then pushed back down towards his balls. As he stroked up, his foreskin curled over the ledge of his cock crown, and as he pumped back down that naked slab flared out like the head of a hooded cobra ready to strike, a fangless cobra with non-lethal venom bubbling out. At that first caress, his expression changed. His face lost its wary look and brightened with the pleasure of his self-induced sensations. He smiled. But then he stroked again and the smile faded away as his features twisted into a mask of lust.

His mother’s face was contorted with an equal desire. She knew that Jimmy was so horny because she had let him glimpse her cunt, and that knowledge enhanced her own passion. By making the boy so hot, she had turned herself on to the limits. She was trembling and shuddering. Her cunt was flooding into her palm as she cupped the slot.

Jimmy’s cockshaft was slippery with the overflow from his piss hole and his fist skimmed lightly up and down the cockrod, at first. Then he tightened his grip and began to pound his prick with vigor and concentration.

Virginia’s eyes were glued to his cockhead. She was desperately eager to see the boy’s potent cum-load spurt out, to watch him reach the creamy conclusion that, she knew, the sight of her own sexy body had inspired.

Her clit went off like a detonator in her palm, setting off a creamy explosion deep within her loins. Cunt juice poured from her cunt, spilling into her hand. The flow was getting hotter and thicker as her arousal juice changed to cum cream. She began to rub her pussy energetically, still pulling on her nipples with the other hand as she felt her cunt melt.

Her eyes closed for a moment as she reached the shuddering peak of sensation. Her pussy rippled and the heavy flow lessened. But Virginia was so hot today that a single coming on her own hand did little to satisfy her. No sooner had the spasms of her first climax passed than her cunt heated right back up again, ready for another orgasm.

And her mouth was hungrier than ever.

She drew her soaking hand from her crotch and held it under her chin, palm upwards. Dipping her face down, she pushed her nimble tongue out and began to lap up her own cum juice like a kitten at a saucer of cream. She continued to stare at Jimmy from the tops of her eyes, gazing through the web of her fluttering eyelashes.

Her own delicious cum nectar ignited her tastebuds. Instead of slaking her hunger, that creamy snack was playing the appetizer, whetting her voracious appetite. Lapping her pussy juice from her hand, she stared at the head of her son’s cock and longed for a mouthful of his cockmeat, followed by the creamy dessert of his cum-load.

That longed-for load was about to arrive, obviously. Jimmy was panting and groaning and shaking violently as his fist flew up and down on his prick. His thick cockrod was bucking like a bronco, damned near throwing his hand from the saddle. His cockshaft was so taut that it was vibrating like a tuning fork. It felt as if he were stroking a heated crowbar as if his fingers and palm were blistering.

Virginia was drawn to that sight as if mesmerized. The oversexed woman didn’t even realize that she was slowly crawling closer, that now she was kneeling there in the doorway, in plain sight, and in a compromising position, as well, squatting on one hand fondling her tits with the other while she stared at her son.

“Ahhh,” Jimmy moaned. His body bridged as he fucked up through his flying fist. His slimy cockshaft was hissing through his hand.

The boy grunted, then gasped.

“Oooooh,” his mother squealed, knowing he was coming and unable to contain herself.

Suddenly a great geyser of cock spume shot out from the head of his cock. The hot, thick jism flew straight up into the air. It hung there, suspended for a moments like a creamy cloud floating over him. Then the slimy cum fell back to splutter onto the youth’s belly and thighs—as a second wad spurted from his piss hole, as thick and abundant as the first.

Groaning and grunting, Jimmy pounded away on his prick. Another quicksilver dose squirted out each time his fist pumped down to the root. His cock lurched and a load of cum rocketed up past his contorted face. His fist slammed down and more jism hosed out.

Virginia was whimpering at the sight. She had never seen so much fuck-juice spurt out of a single prick on one ejaculation. His balls seemed bottomless, his vitality endless.

Moaning, Jimmy slumped back in the chair. The pumping actions of his fist became erratic and the jism jets shot out with reduced force. The cum was no longer shooting towards the ceiling, but was squirting out in a looping trajectory, splashing around his feet.

The final spurt of cum shot out. Jimmy kept on stroking, milking the last drops out in a trickle. They slid down his cock and onto his balls. He grimaced and shook his head as if stunned by his massive unloading. His head tilted and he looked down at his prick. Cum was no longer shooting out, but that mighty prick was still standing rampant in his hand and his emptied balls were already starting to fill up again. Jimmy grinned, satisfied. He had gotten so turned on by his mother’s exhibition that there was no way he was going to be satiated by draining his balls a single time.

His belly and thighs were all lathered with cum, shimmering as the stuff congealed on his flesh. His cock and balls were drenched, as well. He shook his prick, as if testing it for tension. At the first shake, his cockrod snapped like a whip. Then it tightened into a rock-hard rod again.

Jimmy pulled his hand up and squeezed his cockshaft, just under the knob, coaxing a glob of cum out. Then he began to pump up and down again, starting a second frigging without ever removing his fist from his cockmeat.

His eyes closed. He was thinking about his mother again. Then he opened his eyes, and he was looking at his mother!


As Jimmy’s fist flew up and down on his cockstalk, his head was turning from side to side as if connected by some internal clockwork, as if the root of his long hard-on ran right up his spine. His eyes were half open as his face swung towards the doorway, and then they snapped open wide, in shock, as he found himself staring directly at his mother and saw that she was staring right back at him.

Virginia, drawn to her son’s cock as if to a magnet, crawled right into the open doorway and was kneeling there, one hand up under her negligee and frigging frantically away on her overheated, sodden pussy.

Jimmy blushed in mortification. He willed his fist to stop moving but, already into the steady rhythm, that fist continued to fly up and down on his fucker for a moment, keeping to the habitual pounding action. Then it slowed and ground to a halt on the hilt of his prick.

Realizing that by gripping the root, he was leaving most of his rock-hard prick exposed, he groaned and drew his hand back up to the cock-knob. He was trying to conceal his disgrace behind both hands, but his cock was far too huge to be successfully hidden. His bloated balls loomed out around one palm and his cockstalk jutted from the other.

He stared at her in horror for an instant, and then it dawned on the boy that there was no sign whatsoever of shock or anger in his mother’s expression. Far from it, she was radiant with fascination.

Jimmy frowned in confusion as the details of her position slowly registered on his vision. His mother had a hand up under her nightie and he could see it moving in her crotch, and her other hand was plucking at the plump tips of her tits, and she was licking her lips!

Virginia had blushed slightly, too, when she saw that Jimmy was aware of her presence. Her hand, like his, continued to frig automatically. Her imagination leaped, seeking some possible excuse, wondering if she should say something, but what was there to say? Maybe she should crawl back out of the room and pretend it had never happened.

But she didn’t want to leave. She was raging with unholy desire, burning with incestuous passions. Any morals that the promiscuous woman possessed had all melted away in the intense fire of her fuck-lust. To begin with, she had only intended to give the boy a visual treat by exhibiting herself, then she had decided to treat herself to a little voyeurism. But now matters were getting out of hand, literally. What was incest, anyhow?

Well, letting her son fuck her would most certainly be incest. But what about fondling, touching, oh, shit! What about sucking? Her head spun dizzily at the thought. Her conscience cried out that it was wicked, and yet it was all the more exciting because it was so naughty.

She got unsteadily to her feet and walked across the room towards Jimmy. He stared at her with a mixture of amazement and embarrassment and fascination.

“Jees, Mom,” he croaked.

“Don’t say anything, darling,” she rasped, her voice taut and husky with emotion.

Standing before him, her legs apart, she drew her nightie up above the waist. She tilted her belly out and up, so that he could look between her thighs.

Jimmy gulped. Slumped back in the chair, his head was on a level with his mother’s loins and as he gazed at her his cock towered up so high that he seemed to be aiming across the cock-knob, like a gun sight.

Smiling wantonly, Virginia drew her hand up the inside of her sleek thigh and brushed her fingertips across her soaking cunt gash and swollen clit.

“It makes you hot to look at me, doesn’t it, Jimmy?” she whispered. Then: “No, don’t say anything, darling, just look at my cunt, Mommy understands.”

She fingered her pussylips and they unfurled, rippling. Her clit seemed to be trying to shoot right out of her cunt slot and fly into his face. Cunt juice filled her gash and ran down the inside of her thighs. She frigged on her pussy and her ass and hips jerked.

Taking her negligee by the hem, she drew it up and over her head, standing before him wearing only her dark garter belt and stockings. Her golden-blonde cunt bush was framed by the black straps. She cupped her heavy tits together, lifting the firm mounds and deepening the velvet cleavage. Her thumbs ran across her nipples and they ballooned, rosy and swollen. She switched her hips and her ass churned. She slid one hand down into her crotch again, rubbing her fingers up her open pussy slit.

Jimmy couldn’t believe this was happening. He thought that he must have frigged himself into oblivion and was having an erotic dream. Yet it was far too real to be a dream. He could hear his mom’s wet pussy squash as she stroked it and he could scent the hot, spicy fragrance of her aroused pussy. He closed his eyes. When he opened them again, she was still there, and he groaned.

His hand started to move on his prick again, the motion automatic to a horny youth who was in the habit of beating his meat at every opportunity.

“Don’t do that,” Virginia whispered.

Jimmy frowned. Since she was frigging her pussy, how could she object to his jerking off? She could scarcely castigate him for self-abuse, while her own hand was dipping up into her steaming fuck-hole.

Smiling again, her green eyes glowing like smoldering jade, the woman reached down and took Jimmy by the wrist and pulled his hand away from his cock. Neglected for the moment, his mighty cock pounded like a jackhammer.

Then Virginia gave a little whimper and sank down to her knees between his extended, trembling thighs. Her face tilted down as she gazed at his towering cock. He saw that her lips were frothy with saliva.

“I want to suck your cock, darling,” she sighed. “I want to take your big prick in my mouth and milk your sweet meat and swallow all of your hot, thick fuck-juice.”

She glanced up at his face and smiled when she saw how her words had affected the horny lad. Her own face was hovering over his prick. Her eyes glinted. She was thrilled by her own depravity. She blew her warm breath down onto his cock and balls. His prick jerked and pulsed. She looked down at that succulent-looking tool, then up at his face again. She was turned on psychologically as well as physically, inspired by the very wickedness of her desires.

Jimmy felt as if he were going to faint. His mother actually wanted to suck his cock! It was a thing he had fantasized about often enough, while he was beating his meat, but the incestuous reality of it left him stunned.

“Ummmmm, darling,” the wanton woman purred teasingly. “Would you like that? Ummm? Would you like to have Mommy take your cock in her mouth?” The experienced woman realized that such words could turn the boy on almost as much as the actual prospect of what they so lewdly described. “Would you like to feed Mommy your cum-load?”

Jimmy’s lips moved but no sound came out. His vocal cords seemed as stiff as his prick. He tried again. “Mom, oh, jeez, yeah! Yeah!”

Jimmy had been longing for his first blow-job for ages. The fact that it was his own mother about to give it to him made it even more thrilling. His hips jammed up as he shoved his cock towards her face. Virginia blew on his cock but didn’t begin to mouth it yet. The depraved woman was savoring the preliminaries, getting hungrier by the moment. Her blonde head bobbed up and down above his loins, rising as the boy humped up, avoiding contact.

“Have you ever been sucked off, darling?” she whispered. “Are you a virgin?”

His voice failed him again. Jimmy nodded dumbly.

Virginia sighed happily, delighted that she was going to drink her son’s cherry cum-load. Milking off any virgin boy was a treat, but milking her own son was an overwhelming prospect. She was drooling so heavily now that a few frothy drops of her slobber dribbled down onto his cock.

Her fat tits were swaying over his trembling thighs. She slid up a bit higher and cupped her tits in her hands. Her nipples stood out like bullets. She leaned down and tapped one tit tip against the head of his prick, then rubbed the other against him. His cock felt scalding hot on her tit meat.

She closed her deep cleavage around his prick and slid up and down, squirming over him. Jimmy humped jerkily, fucking up between her heavy tits. His purple, mushroom-shaped knob came squeezing out from between her smooth tit mounds and slid up her breastbone, nudging into the hollow of her throat and tilting her head back.

Jimmy’s prick was already lathered with congealed cum from his hand-job. Now, in the warmth of his mother’s cleavage, that fuckcream liquefied again, while more slimy drops oozed from his piss hole. As he fucked up and down through her cleavage, his cock was laying a slippery, glistening track all the way up to her throat.

His bloated balls dragged up her chest as he shoved his cock meat up her tit tunnel. Virginia reached down and took those huge balls in her hand, lifting as if to weigh the jism-load they contained, squeezing gently, feeling his hard balls shift inside the hairy sac. She whimpered as she felt his cum slosh inside his balls.

Oh, what a fucking feast she had ahead of her! Even though Jimmy had already drained his balls by hand, they felt as full of cum as any balls that the promiscuous woman had ever fondled. His iron-hard fucker throbbed between her tits, and his cockhead was like a slab of molten iron as it nudged under her chin.

Jimmy gasped and gurgled, jerking his cock up and down frantically. Virginia was enjoying the preliminaries, but now she was afraid that the horny teenager might get his rocks off prematurely, shooting his cum-load before she got his cock in her mouth. For a moment, she wondered if it might be best to let him cream that way. Letting her son fuck her between the tits didn’t seem quite as depraved as letting him fuck her in the mouth, but it didn’t seem as wonderful, either. Virginia knew that they might both feel ashamed of themselves, after it was over, but that was a bridge they would have to cross when they came to it. The only bridge that mattered at the moment was that tubular span of his cockshaft that bridged the gap between his balls and her gullet.

She arched her slender back, drawing her heavy tits away from his prick. Jimmy whimpered and humped wildly, fucking the air. She gazed down at his prick and balls like a hungry child peering through the window of a candy store. It was the most delicious-looking thing she had ever seen. His cockhead and stalk were already slimy with reheated cum, and thick globs were bubbling from his piss hole.

Virginia folded her hand around the root of his thick cockstalk. Tilting her wrist, she shifted that mighty meat lever up so that the cock-knob was aimed at her face. His cock was far too stiff to bend and as she levered it into position, the boy’s ass jerked up like a boulder being pried from the earth. She stared down at his prick-knob, her eyes crossing.

“Suck my cock, Mom!” Jimmy wailed.

Virginia pushed her tongue out and tapped the tip against the underside of his cockhead, where the dark, writhing vein spread out under the meaty wedge of his purple cock-knob. She drew back, savoring that first taste.

“Yummy,” she purred.

She tapped at his cock-knob again, slurping up the spunk that coated the throbbing slab. His cherry jism was scrumptious and Virginia moaned, her appetite whetted, yearning for the full load of his balls.

Now, having tasted his cockmeat, Virginia knew that she would feel no remorse or regrets afterwards. It was far too wonderful for that. How happy she was that this situation had arisen! Even before she had sucked the boy off for the first time, the insatiable woman was thinking ahead to all the delicious cum-loads she could suck from him in the future.

Ducking lower, she licked around his balls, savoring the musky flavor of ballmeat, subtly different from cockmeat. She lifted his bloated balls in her hand and slipped her tongue around under them. She slid lower and ran her wet lapper up from his crotch.

Virginia was starving for his cock and cum, yet she was in no hurry for the creamy conclusion. This was the boy’s first blow-job and it was the first time she would be milking her son off, and the naughty woman wanted to run the gamut of variations, to let him know the joy of a super suck.

Gripping him by the hips, she slowly turned Jimmy over onto his flank. His massive cock swung around like the boom of a sailing ship, the slimy cocktip brushing against her lips. She turned him farther and Jimmy whimpered, frantic for the mouth, wondering why she was rejecting him now.

Turned belly down now, Jimmy felt his prick slamming into the cushion of the chair, heaving his ass up as if he were pole vaulting from his cock.

Virginia placed her open hands on the firm cheeks of the boy’s ass and spread them apart, exposing the tight brown bud of his asshole. With a little hungry gasp, she leaned down and slid her hot tongue up through the crack of his ass, then nudged it into his asshole.

Jimmy jerked as if he had been electrocuted when he felt his mother’s tongue plug his shit slot. His prick levered into the chair, shoving his ass back against her face. Virginia tongue-fucked his puckered asshole, shoving her tongue as deeply into his ass as she could. Her lips sucked on the slot, slobbering into his shit chute.

The tangy taste of her son’s asshole delighted her so much that she hated to stop rimming him out, but again she feared he might blow his wad too soon. She gave his shit hole a last slurp, then slowly turned him onto his back again. His cock rose up like a derrick.

Virginia tongued his balls again, then began to lick up the underside of his rockshaft. She flutter-kissed the underside of his cockhead. Jism trickled down into her lips and she purred with the joy of it.

Criss-crossing back and forth against the fat vein, she tapped up and down his cockstalk again. Then she fitted her parted lips against his cockrod and ran them slowly up and down, as if she were playing a flute.

“Oh! Ooooooh!” Jimmy gasped, humping up from the chair and slamming his cock across her pursed lips. His cockmeat slid up drenched with saliva, then pulled back down, lathered with more cum seepage.

Virginia whimpered, her taste buds going crazy. She slid up his prick rod again and this time, as she reached his prick-knob, she turned her face over the tip. Her tongue pushed out, raving his purple slab and pushing into his parted piss hole. She kissed the tip of his cockhead lovingly.

Then she let her lips slowly part, feeding his prick into her ravenous mouth.

Jimmy cried out with the ecstasy of it, the joy of having his hot cock buried in a wet mouth. Her lips collared his fucker just behind the knob and Virginia nursed with enthusiasm on the throbbing slab. Her mother-mouth was magic. He jerked and more son-slime oozed from his piss hole and trickled into her maw.

She held his prick by the root, her hand squeezing but not stroking his cockrod. She needed no manual assistance, wanting to do the job with only her mouth. She sucked hungrily on his cockhead, her cheeks hollowing inwards and her lips turning out around his cockstalk.

“Ummmmm, ummmm, ummmmm,” she purred, going suck-crazy on his pounding cockmeat.

“Yeah, yeah, suck it!” wailed the frantic teenager, overwhelmed by the fiery sensations that were shooting through his loins and coursing up his thighs.

His heels hammered against the floor as he arched his back, then bowed forwards, flopping around on the end of his prick like a fish on a spear.

He moved his hand behind her head, as if to hold her in position, but unnecessarily, for there was nowhere the cock-hungry woman would have rather been, nothing she would rather be doing, and no way she was going to take her mouth off his prick before she got her juicy reward.

She had been mouthing only his cockhead so far, with his cockshaft sticking out between them like a bolt between his balls and her lips. Now she pushed down lower, feeding another inch or two through her lips. She twisted her head from side to side, winding her mouth around on his cockhead like a pliable nut on a meaty bolt.

Jimmy humped up hard, fucking deeper into his mother’s magic mouth.

His huge cock fucked back into her throat and she pushed down, taking all of his prick into her mouth. Her chin brushed against his balls and her nose nuzzled in his wiry cock bush.

She gagged as that huge cock clogged her gullet, almost choking her. But she held the full load in, switching her tongue against the underside as her lips worked voraciously at the root.

She pulled up slowly, her lips turning outwards as she sucked through every precious inch. His prick was dragging her mouth almost inside out. She pulled up to his cockhead and nursed on it.

“Ummmm,” she sighed, adoring the taste of his cockmeat and yearning for his cum.

Jimmy fucked up into her mouth again and Virginia ducked down to meet him. Her tongue curled into a hot, wet bridge over which his cockmeat rode as it slid from her lips on back to her throat.

She tilted her head from side to side, taking his cock-knob into each cheek, in turn, then she took the massive wedge back down her throat again. She was moving in the classic blow-job action now, her head bobbing up and down on his cock.

She had already sucked all the congealed cum from his knob and stalk, but his piss hole was seeping freely now, coating her tongue with creamy cum. She let the sweet slime wash over her taste buds, then swallowed it. She thought she had already gulped down as much jism as the average man shot when he creamed, and her potent son hadn’t even climaxed yet!

His heavy balls swung in and slapped her under the chin, like the clappers of a fleshy bell. Jism flowed into her cheeks and slashed around her teeth. Her tongue was floating in a slimy swamp.

Jimmy began to whimper, humping furiously tossing her head up and down on his vigorous cock-thrusts. Her blonde hair fell over his balls in a golden curtain as he fucked every inch of his succulent cockmeat into her maw.

Virginia was in seventh heaven, loving this meaty feast, wishing that it could last forever. But she knew that Jimmy was going to blow his cum-load any second now. His huge cock was hammering and throbbing, his balls were inflated like balloons and the seepage from his piss hole was getting hotter and thicker and creamier.

She pulled up to the tip of his prick and, as if whispering into a meaty microphone, said: “Cum, Jimmy, cream my fucking mouth, feed me your jism.”

Jimmy groaned, inflamed by her words as much as by her sweet mouth. He fucked in furiously, tilting her head back.

As her lips pulled back to his cockhead, she gurgled. “Pour it to me, darling, fuck my mouth like a cunt.”

And her mouth felt like a cunt to Jimmy, and to Virginia, as well. Her tongue was as hot as her clit ever got, and her mouth longed for cum as much as her cunt. She slammed her head up and down in a frenzy of lust, gorging herself on her son’s cockmeat like a glutton.

His cock gave a mighty jerk.

“Here it comes,” Jimmy gasped.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah!” Virginia wailed, pushing her lips down towards his balls as she felt his stalk expand and his cockhead flare out widely.

His balls exploded and the thick jism came rushing up through his pulsing prickshaft and shot from his piss hole so hard he almost blew his mother’s head off the end of his cock! The creamy tide flooded her gullet and her head slid up to his cock-knob. Her lips clamped tightly, clinging to his cockstalk just behind that cum-spurting slab as the horny teenager emptied his first dose right down her throat.

The cum warmed her belly like a fine cognac, and Virginia whimpered with bliss. But his jism had sped straight down her gullet, so that she didn’t get to taste it, and now she pulled her mouth back up towards his cockhead so that his second gooey geyser skimmed over her tongue. Her taste buds sparked. She gulped the precious prick slime down as fast as she could, but his cum-load was too much for her. Frothy cum bubbled from her sucking lips and ran down from both corners of her mouth.

Jimmy humped up and down and her head bobbed to meet him. His fuck-juice hosed her throat and whitewashed her tonsils and poured down into her belly. The stuff was shooting from his piss hole in an unbroken stream, a solid rope of jism running from his balls to her throat.

“More, more, more,” gurgled Virginia, insatiable in her hunger for cum. “Keep coming, drown me with your fucking cream, darling.” Her words broke off in a bubbling gasp as another load flooded her mouth.

Jimmy heaved upward and squirted a last steaming hot deluge into her mouth. His cum was so hot and thick that it felt like melted lead as she swallowed it.

“Umphff,” she gulped, as another creamy mouthful of cum foamed into her gullet.

Jimmy groaned and slumped back in the chair, his whole body shuddering violently and his chest heaving as he panted in the aftermath of his climax. His cock twitched, softening slightly in her lips. Virginia kept on sucking, milking out a few more drops from his piss hole, coaxing another trickle onto her flashing tongue.

Her belly was full of the boiling slime, and still she was sucking for more. Jism dripped from the roof of her mouth like limestone stalactites, gooey globs of cum filled her cheeks, and her tongue was bobbing around in cock cream like a pink raft in a swamp. Yet still she yearned for more. She pumped her fist up his cockstalk and squeezed his prick just behind the knob, forcing another slimy blob of cum from him. Her lips pulled up and down on his spent fucker.

His cock was diminishing in her mouth now and she sighed wistfully, sorry that it was over. She nursed on his softening cockmeat for another moment, then reluctantly drew her lips away. His cockhead popped from her mouth like a cork from a bottle. The cockrod swayed back and forth over his belly, still semi-stiff. Virginia gazed at his prick hopefully, wanting another load even while her mouth was still full of the first. Although Jimmy had already creamed twice, his cock showed promising signs of vitality.

Virginia leaned in and licked at his cockhead, then tongued up and down his prick, gathering up the errant drops of cum that had escaped her greedy lips. She slurped a thick glob from his balls and lapped up a streak from his belly. His cock dipped down like a divining rod seeking moisture, then snapped back up like a rocket aspiring to the sky.

Virginia smiled dreamily, her lips all creamy. She tilted her head back and let the last of his fuck-juice bubble down her pulsing throat. She had swallowed so much cum that she could feel it sloshing around in her belly.

“I love blowing you, Jimmy,” she whispered.

The boy stared at his mother in awe. Then he grinned. It was naughty, but what the hell. If his sexy mother wanted his cum, he had a duty to feed her.

“I’ll suck you off all the time, from now on,” she said, her face all glowing at the prospect. “But we’ll have to be careful that your father doesn’t find out.”

But Jack Hightower already knew.

He had been watching!


Like his adorable wife, Jack Hightower was both a voyeur and an exhibitionist. Enjoying both equally, he had gone out this evening prepared for either, or both.

Jack had dressed for the occasion, wearing high black stockings and an old, belted raincoat, sturdy shoes, a wide-brimmed hat, and nothing else. The stockings came up to the hem of the raincoat so that, with the coat closed, he appeared to be fully dressed. Yet with a quick movement, in a flash, as it were, he could throw open the coat and expose his big cock and balls. He had practiced in front of the mirror, the same mirror, in fact, before which his wife had practiced flashing her pussy a bit later. Throwing the raincoat open, he had thrust his naked loins out and grinned at his own performance. Jack was no ordinary, limp-cocked flasher. The very thought of exposing his prick to a girl gave him a hard-on, thereby giving him a hell of a lot more to expose.

Then, because he was just as keen on playing Peeping Tom as he was on showing his cock, the enthusiastic fellow had gone to the local lovers’ lane. Jack believed in an eye for an eye, or more precisely, an eyeful for an eyeful.

With his prick already rock hard, Jack lurked in the shadows of a tree, waiting hopefully for some young lovers to arrive. From time to time he slipped his hand inside his raincoat and gave his prick a stroke or two, just to make sure it stayed nice and stiff. He made no attempt to jerk off, however. Later, after he had flashed his prick to some sexy girl, he might beat his meat, or he might lug his hard-on home to his voluptuous wife, depending on how the occasion developed. If the girl showed any interest, he might even jerk off while she watched. Or if he struck it lucky and got a juicier performance to observe, he might pump his cum-load out during that performance. Jack was versatile in such matters.

But tonight he was in for a special treat.

Jack had just slipped his hand in and tested his hard-on for tension when the headlights of a car came flashing through the trees. He grinned in anticipation, pulled his prick up, tilted his hat lower on his brow and waited.

The car, a battered old wreck, came rumbling up and parked close to where Jack was concealed. He peered out, and grinned again, thinking that he had struck it lucky. There were three people in the front seat of the car, a blonde female head framed between two male heads. Jack figured that if a girl came to a lovers’ lane with two escorts, she must be a delightful tramp and he was going to enjoy an interesting look. Since there were two guys, he probably wouldn’t get a chance to expose himself to the girl because, while one lover was occupied, the second would be waiting his turn and available to give chase. But the thought of watching a threesome was thrilling enough to make up for the lost opportunity to flash his own cock.

The car engine stopped. The radio was playing softly and, in the moonlight, Jack had a pretty good view, although he hoped they would get out of the car to attend to business and give him an even better view.

The girl giggled. Her blonde head turned to the driver and the moist sounds of a juicy French kiss came clearly to Jack’s keen ears. Then her head turned and she kissed the other guy with equal enthusiasm, and Jack felt his cock pulse as he knew he had been right about the girl being a tramp. Jack liked to watch tramps perform. In fact, he liked tramps, in general. Hell, he’d even married one!

The blonde girl giggled again, but the sound was more strained now. She continued to turn her head, kissing one guy, then the other. They were all squirming around and the sound of heavy breathing drifted from the car. He heard her moan and figured that one of the guys, or both of them, had started to feel her up. Damn! If they didn’t get out of the car soon, he was going to have to sneak up and get a look in through the window. He was getting more of an earful than an eyeful, in his present position.

Then that earful got exciting.

“Oooooh, it’s so big!” squealed a sultry, girlish voice, all husky with desire.

That voice sounded vaguely familiar to Jack and he wondered if he might happen to know the little slut, if maybe she was a neighbor’s kid or some girl that his teenaged daughter, Bonny, went to school with. He hoped so. Spying on girls he knew was more thrilling than watching strangers.

“Gee, so is yours, Randy,” the girl rasped, as she obviously groped the other lucky fellow.

Jack could see her slim shoulders shift around and guessed that she must be jerking a prick in each hand. Then her blonde head ducked out of sight. He heard a guy gasp and a girl gurgle. The car rocked on its ancient springs and Jack’s cock rocked even more. That naughty blonde girl must be sucking cock, he figured. Her head came up, then dropped down again, on the other side. The other guy gasped.

What a delightful slut she must be, Jack thought.

“Christ, she can really suck, hey?” the driver said, his head rocking back as, obviously, he frigged his cock up into the girl’s mouth.

“Yeah! C’mon, baby, you’ve sucked Joe long enough,” said the other young man, evidently the one called Randy. “C’mere and give me some of that sweet head.”

“Ahhhh—she’s sucking my fucking guts out!” Joe moaned. “Let her finish me first.”

The girl rose up again, laughing happily, pleased at being complimented on her cock-sucking skills.

“Shit, ain’t you gonna milk me?” Joe groaned.

“Sucking cocks makes me too horny,” the girl said, in that strangely familiar voice.

“Huh! Ain’t you gonna make us cum?” Randy cried, in dread of unemptied balls.

The girl was laughing teasingly, taunting them. Was she a cock-teaser? Jack wondered. He sure hoped not. He was as eager for those horny young men to cum in her mouth as they were. Afraid that the performance might be aborted, Jack started to advance, hoping to get a closer look at a bit of the action, at least. He loved to watch a fat prick fuck in and out of a sexy mouth.

But then the girl said: “You bet your ass I’m gonna make you boys cum, but I’m real hot now. I’m more in the mood for fucking than sucking tonight. Okay?”

“Hey, yeah,” cried Randy with enthusiasm.

“I’ve got a blanket in the trunk,” Joe announced. “I’ll be more comfortable on the ground.”

“Yeah, I thrash around a lot,” said the girl.

“But it’s my car and my blanket, so I get to fuck you first, right?” Joe said.

“Who cares?” replied the wanton nymph. “As long as I get two cocks stuffed up my cunt hole, I don’t give a shit what order they come in.”

Randy grumbled something, not pleased at having to wait for sloppy seconds. As if to console him, the blonde girl ducked back down onto his prick in a sudden swoop. Randy moaned. Jack could hear the wet sounds that her mouth was making on the lucky fellow’s cock. Randy’s head rocked up and down and he moaned, and the girl whimpered on a mouthful of cockmeat.

“Ummmm, ummmm,” came her muffled purr.

The driver’s door opened and Joe got out and walked to the back of the car. He opened the trunk. Jack, delighted by the way things were developing, sneaked back behind the tree and peered out eagerly. The driver hauled a big wool blanket out of the trunk and spread it on the ground.

“Get out here, baby,” he called. “I got a hard-on like a fucking telephone pole!”

That was almost true, Jack thought, peering at the young man. His naked prick was gleaming in the moonlight, the shiny cock-knob glowing. It wasn’t as big as Jack’s own cock, Jack thought, but it was plenty big enough to provide a good fuck for the girls.

Randy groaned as the girl gave his cockmeat a last loving slurp. Then, with a sigh, resigned to waiting his turn, he opened the passenger door and got out. His prick was as big as Joe’s, and even stiffer now. The girl’s frothy saliva was pouring down his gnarled cockstalk.

He stepped back and both young men waited, but the girl didn’t get out of the car immediately. Jack could see her moving around, squirming. He heard a zipper rasp and realized that the little minx was undressing, stripping for action. Then she slid gracefully from the front seat and stepped from the car.

Jack’s eyes were glued to her nubile young body. Her tits were firm and plump, capped by big, stiff nipples. Her waist was tiny and her ass was a sweeping teardrop arching out below. She had long, shapely legs and flared hips. It was a truly adorable body, and Jack looked up to get a look at the young cock-sucker’s face.

Jack caught his breath as he stared at that lovely face, framed by her golden hair.

It was his daughter, Bonny!

Jack reeled back in shock, so surprised that, for a moment, his lust ebbed away. He saw that Bonny was smiling impishly, her sensual lips moist. He remembered that the girl had just had two stiff cocks in that sexy mouth. Then he noticed that the smooth flesh of her inner thighs was moist, too, and knew she was yearning to get fucked by both of those cocks. Jack wondered if he should make his presence known and prevent his little girl from getting gang-banged.

But how embarrassing it would be for her to find out that her daddy was watching!

And, from the way she was behaving, it was evident that Bonny was no virgin, in no danger of being corrupted and depraved. It would obviously be only one more slice off a cut loaf. Her chastity was long gone. Then, too, and most important, Jack wanted to watch his daughter get fucked.

His shock had faded away now and raging desire had rushed back to fill the void. Jack was a confirmed and devoted voyeur, and spying on his own nubile little daughter was the most exciting thing he could think of!

Jack’s gigantic prick plowed out and up, flapping the front of his raincoat before his loins like a flag. His balls were so full that, had cum been lighter than air, he would have floated crotch first right up into the overhanging limbs.

Trembling with lust, Jack crouched in concealment and waited for his daughter to get fucked.

Bonny stood there, her bouncy body glowing in the moonlight, letting the two horny boys admire her. She loved to feel their eyes burn into her flesh and to know how much they lusted for her. She was hot for them, as well. Bonny had never fucked these two particular young men before, and she always enjoyed a new prick.

In fact, lewd and lascivious as the girl was, she had not really had a lot of cocks, not nearly as many as she would have liked to have had…

Bonny had started fucking and sucking several months ago. She had lost her cherry on her very first date, in fact. She hadn’t intended to, but the moment the young man touched her tits, her nipples exploded and her pussy began to cream and, from that moment on, there was never any doubt in her mind that she was going to spread her sleek thighs for any man who wanted her. She’d fucked her first date, and every date that she’d had since. She saw no point in going out with a boy without getting fucked. She loved to suck cocks, too, and did so frequently. And since she loved prick so much, the girl had decided that it was silly to go out with one guy at a time. Why settle for one cock when she could have two or three at the same blissful time? So she had made her desires known quite blatantly, and her suggestions were well received. It hadn’t done her reputation any good at all, but it sure as hell had made Bonny a very popular girl.

Now she moved slowly towards her new lovers as they stood beside the blanket, their cocks jutting up like mortars aimed at the moon. The young men stared lustfully at her naked body, as did her fascinated father. He wondered why he hadn’t noticed before how sexy and nubile his daughter was, and was already looking ahead to all the peeping he could do on the girl from now on. The thought of spying on strangers in a lovers’ lane paled beside that of playing the voyeur with Bonny.

Ass swinging delightfully, Bonny stepped onto the blanket. Joe and Randy turned towards her from either side and she reached down and folded her fists around both of their fiery cockheads against her belly. The boys stood with their loins thrust out.

Their cockheads were dripping and pre-cum flowed onto her flat belly and seeped into her blonde cunt bush, forming a fluid filigree in the moonlight.

Bonny sank down to her knees, still holding their cocks. She rubbed those rock-hard cocks against her tits, brushing the sticky tips against her stiff nipples and inching them into her soft cleavage.

Her lips were smiling, but trembling, too, and her eyes were narrowed and hooded by her lashes. She turned her pretty face towards Joe and sucked his cockhead into her mouth. Her daddy saw her cheeks drawn inward and her lips turn outwards as she slurped on that hot cockmeat.

Then she pulled her lips off of Joe’s prick and turned to Randy, mouthing his prickmeat, in turn. Randy jerked and fucked into her mouth, and the naughty girl giggled, the sound muffled on his prick.

She adored teasing them with her mouth, sucking each right up towards the crest and then drawing her mouth away just before they creamed. She turned back and forth between them, taking a slurp here, a suck there. But this was making the girl as hot as it was making the guys. Bonny was teasing her cunt as much as she was teasing their pricks.

Streamers of pussy juice poured down the insides of her tensed thighs as she knelt between them. Her cunt was so hot it felt volcanic. She had to get stuffed soon or she was going to cream anyhow, and what a waste it was to cream with an empty fuck-hole when cock was available. That would be as much a waste of time as dating one guy at a time. She twisted lithely down onto her flank, then dropped onto her back on the blanket, her knees raised and her thighs parted.

“Fuck me, somebody fuck my cunt,” she panted, jerking her pelvis invitingly.

Joe groaned and knelt between her legs. His prick towered up, all glistening with her spit. Thick ribbons of jism flowed down, streaking her saliva.

Jack knew that prick must have been seeping in her mouth, too. It thrilled him to the core to know that his daughter had been swallowing spunk. He wished that he were closer, standing right above her, so that he could gaze into her open mouth and see cock slime on her tongue! His blood stream seemed to be carrying lumps of solid lust pounding through his veins and every nerve in his body was jumping wildly. The head of his prick came pushing out through the flaps of his flasher’s raincoat, dripping as much as the two pricks about to go into action. He folded his fist around his cock, but didn’t frig himself. Jack was holding his own needs back, ignoring the urgency of his cock and balls as he feasted with his eyes.

Joe dipped down, lowering his cock into the girl’s frothy groin. Bonny reached down and took his cockshaft in her hand, guiding the flaring cock-knob into her creamy fuckslot. She turned her wrist, rubbing the tip of his purple slab up and down through her gash and across her clit. She shuddered deliciously at the contact. Her cuntlips pulled on the tip of his cockhead. More jism oozed from his piss hole and trickled into her juicy slot. Mixed with her cunt juice, the frothy fluids flowed down and seeped into the crack of her ass.

With a whimper, Bonny pulled his prick-knob into her fuck-slot. Then she drew her hand away and arched her slender back deeply, waiting for Joe to pump it to her.

His long, thick cock pulsed. With his cock knob buried in her cunt, Bonny’s ass and hips were jolted up and down on the end of his meaty lever.

The boy reached down and cupped the cheeks of her pert ass, pulling her up higher. His ass tightened and his thighs braced. Then he grunted and humped, sliding every inch of his prick up her fuck-tunnel.

“Oooooh,” Bonny moaned.

Joe held his prick buried to the balls, not moving for a moment as he savored the joy of having every inch of his fucker clamped in soaking pussy, and let

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