Laura Nichols could see the crotch of the girl clearly.

If she could see so could Mike. Glancing at her son, she saw his eyes gleaming. He was peeking without shame between the smooth knees of Janey. The glance was quick. Mike sat beside Laura at the small table of the ice cream store. Janey was perhaps five feet away, sitting and talking with another girl.

Laura watched Janey closely, and soon realised the girl was fully aware of her exposure. Not only aware but intentionally making it obvious. She would laugh and giggle and squirm in the small white chair, spreading her knees in a way that would, to some, appear accidental in her exuberance. But Laura had seen those sparkling eyes peek at Mike.

Her son was fascinated with Janey, Laura knew. He had been for some months. It was easy to see why he was fascinated.

Janey was a beautiful girl, slender with honey-blonde hair and creamy skin. She was popular in school and seemed to be friendly with everyone. Her personality was bubbly and outgoing. Janey was the typical California girl, perhaps a bit more. She was well tanned, and her body exquisite.

At the moment, Janey wore a very tight light-blue T-shirt. Her succulent tits were moulded, outlined by the garment, and from the way her nipples protruded, Laura knew very well that she was not wearing a bra. Her tits were sweetly shaped. The skirt she wore must have came from the sixties, it was so short. But then, if any girl had the body for a micro skin, it was Janey. Her legs were long, slender, inviting the eye. The golden color of them testified to her love of sunshine.

Yes, it was understandable why her son was fascinated by Janey. Any boy would be, especially at Mike’s age when the juices were running, his desires growing.

She vaguely wondered if Mike had ever fucked a girl. He was, to her, still quite young.

Gazing toward Janey, she saw the girl pretend to lose her balance on the chair. One leg shot out, and the whole of Janey’s crotch became blatantly visible. The crotch of her panties seemed as tight as her T-shirt, Laura thought. Her panties were a pale green.

Before she could stop herself, Laura glanced down at her son’s lap, and noticed his Cock was straining at his pants. An unexpected ripple moved up and down her spine, and she recognised it as erotic excitement. Shivering, she pulled her eyes from Mike’s crotch and looked boldly at Janey.

Janey was the same age as Mike. They had grown up with each other, practically. Although they had not been all that close, each with separate friends, Laura saw the attraction between the two now. She thought Janey was somewhat of a tease, wearing her short shorts and those T-shirts that left nothing to the imagination. But she could not help liking the girl anyway. No one could help liking Janey.

The problem was, Janey’s parents, who lived almost a block from their house, thought Laura was a wicked person. It was ridiculous, of course. Janey’s parents were old-fashioned and, to them, any divorced woman was wicked. Their attitude failed to disturb Laura, however. On the other hand, it was this very attitude that seemed to keep her son and Janey apart.

Laura would not mind if her son had a girlfriend, a sweetheart. Puppy love could be so wonderful, she knew. So far, Mike showed no interest in any girl except Janey.

Laura found herself gazing steadily into the girl’s dark eyes. There was heat in those eyes, she realised, and she wondered if Janey was really the tease she appeared to be. Those eyes were unashamed, quite bold. Janey moved the pink tip of her tongue over her full lips.

Laura shuddered and turned her eyes, finishing her ice cream and saying to her son: “Ready to leave, honey?”

Obviously Mike was not ready to go, but he obediently stood up and walked with her to the car. The shopping center was huge, and the parking area even larger. Laura felt her hand brush the back of Mike’s as they walked, and a distinct tingle went through her.

Laura’s skirt hiked up past her knees as she got in the car, and she left it there. She was not a prude, not by any means.

Mike was more preoccupied, than usual as they drove home. Laura knew very well he was thinking of Janey. And she could still see that crotch in her own mind. She was only slightly disturbed that she felt excited by it. The fact that her nipples were hard, her Cunt pulsing gently between her thighs because of seeing Janey’s crotch, was not in the least troublesome to Laura.

After arriving home, Mike immediately walked off down the sidewalk, mumbling about seeing some friends. Laura watched her son go, hands stuffed into his pockets and his head down. She knew he wanted to be alone, to think and possibly dream about Janey.

The house was comfortably cool, and she prepared herself a glass of instant iced tea. She was sipping it and twisting the dial on the radio when the knock on the door came.

“Why, hello, Janey,” she said, surprised to see the girl. “If you’re looking for my son, he ran off down the block someplace.”

“Will he be home soon, Laura?” Janey’s voice was soft, almost in a whispery, musical way.

Laura had always loved her voice. She wasn’t sure when Mike would come home, but found herself saying: “Probably very soon. Would you like to come in and wait for him?”

“If it’s no trouble.”

“Trouble? Come on in and have some iced tea with me.”

She fixed a tall glass of tea for Janey, feeling a strangeness within her, a warmth that was at the same time alien and exciting. When she returned to the living room, she found Janey sitting on the floor going through Mike’s collection of records. Her legs were crossed, the creamy thighs revealed. Laura found herself sitting on the floor with Janey, and once again they gazed boldly at each other.

“You like me?” Janey asked in a whispery voice.

“Of course I like you, honey,” Laura replied. “Just because of what your parents think of me, well…”

“They’re a couple of old farts,” Janey said.

“I’m sure they’re…”

“No, Laura,” Janey interrupted. “Everyone says it. They’re so damned old-fashioned, they try to make me wear Mother Hubbard dresses. They have a fit when I wear this.” She indicated her T-shirt and short skirt.

“I think you’re lovely,” Laura said, her voice oddly throaty.

“I saw the way you looked at me in the ice cream parlor, Laura,” Janey said with that disturbing voice, her dark eyes bold as ever.

Laura jumped.

Janey had placed her palm on one of Laura’s knees. She dropped her eyes down, looking at it, shivering. The hand felt unusually hot, as if it were searing her flesh.

“You liked what you saw,” Janey said, making it a statement, and at the same time sliding her hand past Laura’s knee. “So did Mike.”

Laura felt herself trembling with a desire that was strange, a heat that grew inside her. She watched Janey’s hand move higher, caressing in circles on her thigh now. There was an increase in her breathing rate, and she heard the gasping sounds of Janey’s breath.

Janey then took Laura’s hand and drew it toward her golden thigh. As her palm was placed halfway up that thigh, Laura felt a sudden lurching between her legs. Her cunt had swelled and was moist now, her clit throbbing. Janey was holding her wrist, moving her palm up and down the thigh.

Laura saw the crotch of those tight panties again, and heard the girl’s soft sigh. Janey released her wrist, but Laura left her hand on that hot thigh, moving it slowly by herself now. They continued looking into each other’s eyes, and Laura moved her hand higher. She felt the tight panties with the tips of her fingers, and Janey uncrossed her legs and spread them widely, leaning back and bracing herself with her hands.

“I like to be touched,” Janey said in a low voice. “You want to touch me, don’t you, Laura? The way you looked at me in the ice cream parlor, I know you want to touch me.”

Laura couldn’t seem to stop herself. Her fingers moved slowly about the crotch of Janey’s panties, finding them moist. She traced the puffy cunt lips, then dragged her finger up and down the slit of her pussy. Janey mewled and twisted her ass on the floor.

Laura’s palm cupped Janey’s wet cunt.

She felt the heat of that succulent cunt burning into her hand, and she rubbed it gently, lightly. Janey whimpered with pleasure and began to grind her pussy slowly against Laura’s hand.

Laura was not thinking of anything, only of the delight she felt at touching this sweet cunt.

Janey lifted her hips, bringing her cunt tighter into Laura’s hand, mewling softly. “Mmmmm, you touch me so good, Laura. I love being touched this way.”

Janey sprawled back on the floor, her arms lifted above her head, that honey-blonde hair fanning out around that sweet face. Laura was sitting between Janey’s spread thighs, gazing hotly between them. She ran her hands, both of them now, up and down those creamy smooth thighs, feeling the trembling heat of that skin. She shoved the short skirt to Janey’s hips, and stared at the slight bulge of the girl’s cunt.

Before she knew it, Laura was leaning over, kissing just above a dimpled knee. Janey was twisting her little ass about in pleasure, gurgling with delight. As she slipped her tongue out and began to lick at Janey’s thigh, Laura felt her own pussy pulsing in a fiery desire. With her tongue lapping slowly along the thigh, she kept fondling the other. She found her lips gliding higher and higher on Janey’s thigh then she was licking the soft, sensitive flesh only a few inches from that bubbling cunt. Shifting her face, Laura licked at the other thigh, her eyes closed with this ecstasy she was feeling.

Her tongue went up and down the girl’s creamy thighs, licking mostly along the inner surfaces where it was most sensitive. Her hands moved up and down the outside, and over Janey’s rounded hips. Janey was cooing and writhing her hips about, arching her pussy up.

The fresh, clean scent of Janey’s cunt was sweet to Laura’s senses, and she gazed for a moment at the bulge of that cunt. Again she stroked a fingertip up and down the crotch of the girl’s tight panties.

A growl came from Laura’s throat.

She shoved her mouth to Janey’s crotch, sucking at her moist panties. She pulled at the panties with her white teeth, then lapped her tongue up and down, tasting the wetness of that delicious cunt through the thin panties.

“Ooooo,” Janey moaned. “Mmmm… ohhh, yes, Laura!”

Laura felt Janey’s hands on her cheeks, trying to guide her lips and tongue. She felt the girl press her cunt into her mouth, and she began to lick with swift movements at those thin panties. Janey lifted her thighs and pressed them against Laura’s face. The satiny feel of Janey’s thighs on her face sent a tremble of intense desire rumbling about her body, and she whimpered into the girl’s cunt.

Laura’s hands moved under the teenager’s lifted ass. She cupped Janey’s ass cheeks, finding them tight and firm and fitting perfectly in her palms. Then her mouth was tasting the wetness of Janey’s cunt.

The girl had pulled the crotch of her panties to one side, exposing her pussy to Laura’s tongue and lips. Laura did not hesitate; she began to lick her tongue up and down the puffy cunt lips, tasting the sugary sweetness of this delightful girl.

She twisted her tongue about Janey’s throbbing little clit, then closed her hot lips on it, sucking hard. Janey shoved her cunt harder in to Laura’s face and began to grind.

“Oooo, inside me,” Janey was pleading. “Ohhh, Laura, put your tongue inside me!”

Laura’s tongue shot into Janey’s cunt, feeling the honeyed cunt lips tighten. She thrust her tongue in and out, feeling Janey’s cunt flex about it. She sucked at the seeping pussy juices, swallowing as her mouth filled. The slippery sweetness was delicious to Laura, and she plunged her tongue in and out like a cock, fucking Janey’s cunt almost frantically, digging her fingers into that tight little ass. Janey gurgled and twisted, tossing her crotch up and down, rubbing her cunt into Laura’s face with frenzied motions.

“Ahhh, lick me, Laura,” Janey moaned in a sobbing, soft voice, grinding excitedly, “Oooo, lick me, lick me!”

Laura was now on her knees, her ass in the air, her face buried tightly into Janey’s crotch, sucking and licking that sweet cunt. She waggled her ass when spasms of pleasure rippled through her cunt. She dug her fingers hard into the firm cheeks of Janey’s ass, trying to shove her face as tightly as she could into the steaming cunt. Her tongue fucked in and out of those tight cunt lips, lapping about the rigid, throbbing clit. She was moaning softly as she sucked and licked Janey’s cunt.

Janey, with her finger hooked into her panties to hold the crotch far to one side, pressed the back of Laura’s head with the other hand, grinding her cunt ecstatically against the woman’s sucking, licking mouth. Her hot thighs scissored about Laura’s head. Waves of gentle orgasms were going off between Laura’s thighs, her cunt convulsing in liquid heat. Wet sounds filled the living room as her tongue lapped furiously at Janey’s tasty cunt.

She buried her tongue as deep as she could into the sugary, syrupy pussy, flicking it against the satiny cunt walls, feeling Janey’s clit convulsing against her upper lip. Laura was thrilled to feel Janey’s succulent cunt lips squeezing her tongue as she fucked it in and out. The sounds of Janey’s sobbing voice as she came excited Laura as much as eating this pussy did.

“Oh, God!” Janey was whimpering. “Oh, God… Oh, God! I’m coming, Laura! Oooooo, I’m coming… so good… so beautiful!”

Laura held the girl’s twisting little ass tightly, feeling her ass cheeks flex in her hands as she fucked her tongue in and out of the spasming cunt. Her own pussy was going through a series of orgasms. Her body shook, her up thrust ass waving about as she came.

Laura held her mouth against Janey’s cunt, feeling the girl starting to relax, her body going limp. She gently let Janey’s ass down, then pulled her hands away. She lowered her own ass and sat back, leaning against the wall, her legs straight out before her. She was still shaking from the pleasure. Her cheeks and chin were wet from Janey’s cunt, and her lips felt slightly puffy, bruised. She watched with heavy, unfocused eyes as Janey lay where she was, legs still spread. The crotch of her panties seemed pulled to one side by some invisible fingers. Laura saw the pale-blonde cunt hair, the pink lips of that sweet cunt, and the tip of Janey’s clit.

Finally Janey struggled up, crossing her legs again in front of her. Her dark eyes were sparkling and she was smiling happily.

“I know you wanted to lick me, Laura,” she said in her soft, whispery voice. “I knew you would lick me when I saw the way you looked at me in the ice cream parlor.”

That was more than Laura knew.

“I didn’t come to see Mike,” Janey went oh. “I came to see you.”

Laura shivered, seeing those bold eyes, wondering how a girl so young could see and understand so much. She had felt excitement seeing Janey’s panties in the ice cream parlor, of course, but… eating her cunt? She had not intended to lick the young girl’s pussy, not on a conscious level, anyway.

“My son is infatuated with you, Janey,” Laura said, her voice strained. “He thinks he’s in love with you.”

“I know,” Janey said. “Most of the guys think they’re in love with me. I don’t mind, not really. It’s fun to have them look at me.” She giggled—a naughty yet playful sound. “I see them get hard when they look at me.”

“Then you are a little tease,” Laura said, confirming her suspicion of Janey. “You like to tease, don’t you, Janey?”

“Sure. Don’t we all?” Janey said. “It makes me feel good to tease the guys.”

“And… women?”

“I didn’t tease you, did I, Laura?”

Laura shook her head. “No, you certainly didn’t.”

“That’s because I love being licked.”

“Just licked?” Laura lifted her eyebrow. “That’s all, just licked?”

“I think so,” Janey said. “That’s all I’ve done so far.”

Laura looked at the girl, wondering who had licked that luscious cunt, but she didn’t ask.

“My son will be home soon, I’m sure,” she said, getting to her feet. “I better wash my face. He’s a smart boy, and he’d know immediately where I’ve had it.”

Janey bounced to her feet. “I’ll come back later, Laura. It was you I really wanted to see anyway.”

Before Laura could reply, Janey was gone.

CHAPTER TWO

Laura washed her face in her bathroom. She looked into the mirror, seeing a beautiful face there.

She had never eaten pussy before, yet she had willingly licked Janey’s cunt. She had found the young girl irresistible, and she had shoved her face into that sweet cunt—not just eagerly, but hungrily.

There had been something about Janey that Laura had been unable to understand, an attraction she had never felt for a girl in her entire life. She wasn’t sorry she had sucked that pussy, though—not a bit.

Laura had lovely dark hair, hair that shimmered in the sunlight. Her eyes, also dark, had a slight slant to them. She had full, sensual lips, and her neck was long. Her skin was unblemished, creamy the way Janey’s was. Laura threw her shoulders back and looked critically at her tits. Nothing wrong with those, she thought.

There was nothing wrong with any part of her body. She could stand next to Janey any day, although there was about fifteen years’ difference in their ages.

Laura lifted her skirt to her waist and looked at herself. She was wearing pantyhose, but no panties. The dark curls of her cunt showed clearly through the garment. Her hips were rounded—her thighs straight and full, yet slim. She twisted her neck and peered over her shoulder. Her ass was very shapely, still as firm as it had been when she was Janey’s age. The ass cheeks were full, rounded in an enticing way.

Smoothing her skirt, she thought there was certainly nothing wrong with what she had. All the goodies were in place.

Leaving the bathroom, she realised today was the first time Janey had actually visited her home in well over a year. Janey and Mike had played together when they were children, but as they became teenagers, they had drifted apart, finding other friends. But Mike was infatuated with Janey now, and Laura could see why.

Janey might be a tease, she thought, but that exquisite little blonde was one hot ass!

She was still thinking of Janey when her son came home. She kissed his cheek, as she usually did when he returned. She didn’t kiss him as often as she did during the school days, now that it was summer. He was in and out so much during summer.

“You’re sweaty, honey,” she said. “Why don’t you go take a shower? I’ll bring you something nice and cold to drink.”

“That’s a good idea, Mom,” he said.

She watched him go down the hall, her eyes on his ass. Mike was in tight jeans, the uniform of boys his age. She had never really looked at her son before, not his body, anyway. She found herself excited, a warmth between her thighs that she had never felt when looking at him before.

Shrugging, she went to the kitchen to get him a soft drink. When she carried the frosted glass to the bathroom, she could see his blurred form behind the shower doors. It was hazy, with steam rising, but her eyes caught the way his cock was protruding. She trembled as she placed the glass on the sink.

“Here it is, honey,” she said.

“Okay, Mom.”

She stood and looked through the translucent glass doors, her eyes fixed upon the outline of his cock there. She knew her son had a hard-on, and she assumed he was remembering seeing Janey at the ice cream parlor.

Her breath caught in her throat.

Mike had placed his hand on his cock and it looked to her as if he were jacking off. She stood very still, very quietly, straining her eyes to see better. For a moment she thought he was washing his cock, but then his hand was moving too fast for that. He was actually jacking off, she realised, her mind burning with erotic thoughts. A stabbing, searing throb moved between her thighs, her cunt pulsing with a heat that was strong, the way it had when she sucked and licked Janey’s young, tasty cunt.

Laura thought she would come, watching her son through those translucent doors.

She clutched her stomach as she tried to see his cock better, her nipple suddenly too sensitive for her bra and blouse. She was trying hard not to gasp, but one or two escaped from her lips.

She saw her son’s hand hesitate on his cock then he began beating back and forth again, obviously jerking on his prick with a great deal of pleasure.

Laura could no longer stand there and watch him. She felt such a powerful urge to shove those damned doors open and grab his cock.

She moved into the hallway, leaning against the wall, her legs shaking and very weak. She stood there with her eyes closed, feeling the heat, the excitement in her pussy. Her eyes were closed, her nostrils flaring with desire.

She was not aware that the shower had stopped nor was she aware that her son had come out of the bathroom naked, dripping water on the carpet. She was not aware that he stood there looking at her, his cock still very hard and arching from his groin.

She felt his presence, though.

She opened her eyes and looked at Mike. His eyes were filled with hot desire, raking up and down his mother’s body, seeing her swelling tits, her round hips. Laura could hardly breathe knowing something was about to happen, something they both suddenly wanted, yet feared.

She felt her son take her wrist, just as Janey had done. She felt her fingers on her son’s cock, and Mike closed them around his prick. She felt her son’s cock throbbing—felt the in tense hardness of it. She could not resist squeezing his prick, causing her son to moan with pleasure. Still looking into his young face, Laura moved her fist on his cock. She moved it slowly at first, then began to jack his cock faster, mewling softly, her hips twisting slightly. As she held her son’s cock, jacking it, Mike brought his hands to her tits. His hands were wet, and she felt the dampness through her thin blouse. Mike squeezed his mother’s tits, making Laura moan with pleasure.

Without a thought other than pleasure, Laura suddenly booked her other arm about her son’s neck and pulled his mouth to hers. She pressed her hot wet lips against his, and kissed him strongly. She felt her son pressing his tongue into her mouth, and she began to suck it. Her fist tightened on his cock and she jerked frantically on it, eager to feel that hard prick. She felt her son’s hands go down her back, and then he was feeling about her ass cheeks, working her skirt up.

“No,” she moaned into his mouth. “Ohhh, no, please. We can’t… oh, Mike!”

Her son groaned, his fingers digging into her ass cheeks through the pantyhose. She pushed her tongue into his mouth, licking and thrusting hungrily, tasting him, squirming her crotch toward his cock. She shoved her son’s prick between her thighs and closed them tightly, jerking her hips, sliding her boiling cunt slit along that rigid, beautiful, throbbing cock shaft.

She felt her pantyhose being jerked down to her knees. She somehow got them off her feet, and she eagerly went to the floor of the hallway as her son pressed at her shoulders. She spread her legs widely, her son between them. Mike shoved his mother’s skirt to her waist, and Laura grasped his cock with frantic fingers, pulling his hard-on to her boiling cunt.

“Hurry!” she hissed. “Oh, God… please hurry, Mike!”

She arched her crotch up and moaned softly as her son’s cock penetrated her wet cunt. She thrust her crotch against him, feeling his hard cock fuck deep into her cunt. Then she began to thrash and churn her hips, fucking her son before he was spread on top of her. She clutched at his naked ass cheeks, grinding her cunt hard on his fucker, gurgling with mindless ecstasy. She felt her son’s hands sliding up and down her twisting, grinding hips, then underneath to claw at her flexing, naked ass.

“Oh, God! Oh, God!” Laura wailed as her son began to pound his cock into her overheated cunt, fucking her very hard.

She felt her body being scooted along the carpet from the force of his plunging cock, her head hitting the baseboard. But she didn’t care. She hunched her cunt up and down, fucking him in a frenzy, her mind boiling with the forbidden thing she and her son were doing. His cock felt so very long and thick in her cunt, fucking in and out with such swiftness, she thought the friction would actually cause her cunt to burst into flames.

She could feel his balls beating at her up turned, churning ass. She clawed at his ass, trying to take more and more of his hard cock into her greedy cunt. She banged harshly against him, not caring if she bruised her tender cunt lips. All she wanted was his cock fucking her pussy hard and fast.

“Oh, fuck me!” she screamed, her head tossing about, hair flying. “Fuck me, darling! Fuck me hard! Ohhh, baby… oh, Mike! Fuck me, fuck me!”

She heard her son grunting as he buried his face into her shoulder, his hands drawing her ass up to meet his plunging cock. Her clit was being scraped by his steel-hard prick. Her cunt lips were stretching about his cock like a rubber band.

“Ooooo! Ohhhhh!” she wailed. “You’re making me come! Ohhh, baby, darling, sweetheart! You’re making mother come! Oh, God! My cunt… my pussy… I’m coming!”

Her cunt closed tightly about her son’s thrusting cock, squeezing with tight, wet, steaming convulsions. She pushed her crotch hard into him, keeping his cock deep inside her gripping cunt. Laura continued to wail in mindless ecstasy, her cunt clenching in powerful, mind-shattering spasms.

Her son’s cock swelled inside her pussy, throbbing even more. Then there was a hot gush as he came. His thick, white come flowed from his piss hole, splashing into her velvety cunt with rapid spurts, filling her pussy.

Laura clung to her son’s ass while he spurted come juice into her cunt. Then, when he finished, when she felt the throbbing stop, she slowly allowed her ass to fall back to the floor.

Mike continued to lie on top of her, breathing hard and with a ragged sound. Laura caressed his naked back, feeling the muscles there, then ran her hands over his shivering ass cheeks again.

“My baby,” she crooned. “My sweet, sweet baby. You were so hot, so very hot! I helped you, Mike. Mother helped you take care of that heat.”

Mike stood up, looking down at his mother. Laura smiled fondly up at her son, seeing his cock and balls. He had plenty of hair about the base of his cock, but his balls were surprisingly devoid of hair. His cock and balls looked so beautiful to her, glistening with the juices of her cunt.

Mike gazed at his mother’s slender thighs, her flat stomach, but mostly at the thick triangle of hair and the pink, wet lips of her cunt. Then he turned and went back into the bathroom.

Laura lay on the floor of the hall for a while, listening to the shower again. She hoped her son was not ashamed of fucking with her; she wasn’t. She had needed his cock so much, especially after sucking Janey’s young cunt, getting so hot and aroused that way.

She got to her feet, feeling weak. She felt her son’s come juice seeping from her pussy and making the insides of her thighs slippery. The sensation felt good to her, and she walked into her own room, sitting on the bed and thinking about what she had done.

She felt no shame, no guilt—just a warm pleasure.

Twice in one day, she had done things that would never have entered her mind only a few hours ago. She had sucked a cunt for the first time in her life, and then fucked her son. She had fucked him frantically and with intense ecstasy, just as she had tongue-fucked Janey’s succulent cunt!

It was getting close to dinnertime.

Laura had not realised how long she had been sitting there, her pantyhose still bunched in her hand. She had been trying to understand her feelings, why this had suddenly happened to her. No matter how hard she tried, she could find no sense of shame—just that sweet ecstasy.

She heard movement and looked up to see her son in the doorway. She gave him a smile, a somewhat nervous smile, not knowing what his reaction would be to fucking her in the hallway.

Mike looked at her for a moment, a long, almost breathless moment, then he returned the smile.

“Mom, I don’t know…”

“Hush, darling,” she whispered, lifting her hand to him. “Come here and sit beside me.”

Mike sat next to his mother. He had pulled on a pair of tight jeans again, but his chest was bare.

“I know what caused it, darling,” she said in a low voice. “You got excited at the ice cream parlor, looking at Janey.”

Mike started to protest, but she stopped him.

“I know you did,” she said. “I saw the same thing you saw. Under her short skirt… her panties. It made you so excited you could hardly stand it. And I saw what you were doing in the shower.”

“I know you saw that,” Mike said. “I knew you were standing there when I did it.”

“If you knew I was looking, honey, then why did you do that?”

“I don’t know, Mom,” he said, a bit shy. “I just wanted you to see me, I guess.”

“And in the hall? Did you want to do that, too?”

She moved an arm around him, drawing his head onto her shoulder. With a slight movement, she rested her son’s cheek against one tit. She heard him mumble a reply.

“I didn’t hear you,” she said.

“Yes, Mom,” her son answered. “I wanted to do it awful bad. I couldn’t help it. You’re not mad at me, are you?”

Laura hugged her son tightly, pressing his face onto her straining tit. “Not in the least. I wanted it, too.”

She felt her son’s tongue touching lightly at her flesh where the blouse opened. She pulled his face closer, a soft sigh coming from her. She was pleased when he began to open her blouse. He wasn’t hesitant, didn’t seem at all worried about embarrassment or shame. She liked that.

After opening her blouse, he unhooked her bra, and her tits were bared. Mike pulled his face back, staring at her tits. Laura arched her shoulders, proudly thrusting her tits outward. Her nipples were very hard, standing up from the creaminess of her shapely tits. They burned and tingled, throbbing with desire once more.

“Can I… touch them, Mom?” Mike asked, his voice trembling with emotion. “Can I?”

Laura did not reply in words. Her hand dropped to his lap and scooted up his thigh. She pressed her palm against his cock and balls, finding his prick swelling deliciously. Mike moaned and lowered his mouth. Now Laura moaned when her son licked at her nipples, flicking them ever so wetly. When he pulled a sensitive nipple into his wet, hot mouth, she sighed in pleasure and tried to squeeze his cock through his pants. They were very tight, and the best she could do was press, feel the outline of his cock.

“Mmmmm, baby,” she whimpered as her son sucked her nipple deep into his mouth. “Ooohhh, suck my nipple, Mike! That feels so good, honey!”

As her son sucked vigorously at her tit, Laura fumbled frantically at his fly, wanting his precious cock in the open, standing up strong and beautiful, her fingers wrapped about it. As she opened his pants, Mike was digging his fingers into his mother’s tit. Her cunt was pulsing hotly again as she managed to get his cock free. Closing her fist about her son’s prick, she stroked it with tightening fingers, cooing softly. Mike’s hand moved, and Laura felt it on her thigh. Pumping his cock, she spread her legs a bit and shivered while her son ran his hand under her skirt.

Mike, sucking hungrily at his mother’s tit, slipped his hand beneath her skirt and up her thigh, finding the flesh smooth and soft, hot to his palm. Laura gurgled when his hand moved along the inner surface of her thigh where it was most sensitive to touch. She was whipping her fist up and down his throbbing cock swiftly by the time she felt his fingers brushing the thick hairs of her cunt.

“Oooo, baby, baby!” she moaned huskily, squeezing at his cock. “Ohhh, Mike, darling! Ahhh, yes, baby!”

She could hear him gasping as he filled his mouth with her rigid nipple, sucking as if he would like to take every inch of her shapely tit into his mouth. His tongue burned at her flesh as he licked with delightful flicks and flutterings. She began trying to shove her hand into his pants, wanting to feel his sweet, precious, balls. But his jeans were too tight. She gripped his cock again and beat up and down with a tight, eager fist, finding the swollen cock head moist as her thumb brushed across the top. He was dripping, and the slippery juices on her thumb sent tremors of ecstasy shooting up and down her spine.

“Baby,” she whispered, squeezing his cock, “Let me… let me take my clothes off.”

Her son pulled his mouth from her tit. Laura felt the cool air caress her burning wet nipple, and it caused her to shiver with eagerness.

Mike remained sitting next to his mother, gazing with his hungry eyes, looking at her swollen tits as she removed her blouse. For a moment Laura sat, naked from her waist up, tits sweetly revealed, enjoying the way her son stared at them. His hand was still underneath her skirt, and she gently shoved it away. Unzipping the skirt, she lifted her ass and shoved. The skirt fell to the floor, and she was naked before him. She looked at his cock standing out of his tight jeans, saw the smooth swollen cock head, the moistness at the piss hole. Her cunt seemed to steam and twitch between her thighs.

“You, too,” she whispered in a husky voice. “You take yours off, too.”

Mike had to stand to shove his pants down. Laura saw him shaking, his eyes hardly leaving her tits. Her eyes followed his hands, and as he dropped his tight jeans, she gave a soft, sobbing sound of eager delight.

Laura lay back…

CHAPTER THREE

Laura’s head rested on a pillow, her dark hair fanning about her face as she looked up at her son standing near the bed. Although she was on her back, her tits seemed to stand upward, not flattening out like many women’s tits would. Her nipples aimed at the ceiling, the dark circles at the base contrasting erotically with the creamy whiteness of her flesh. She lay still as her son looked over her body. Her hands rested near her hips, her fingers moved slowly against the sheet.

Mike’s eyes were glassy with heat as he looked from his mother’s tits to her flat stomach and dimpled belly button. Then he gazed at her thick triangle of cunt hair.

Laura’s cunt hair was thick in the center, but more sparse out toward her hips. There was a thin, dark line of hair to her belly button. Her thighs were closed. As her son looked, Laura slowly parted them. She heard her son’s soft gasp when she had her legs wide. Mike stared between them, seeing the pink lips of his mother’s cunt. Laura’s pussy was glistening with wetness, pulsing, her clit poking from between those sweet, moist folds of pussy meat.

Mike’s cock jerked.

As her son looked over her body, Laura was looking at his cock and balls. Mike’s prick was long and thick, the cock head very round and pink. Thick, wiry hair was at the base of his prick, and his balls dangling below appeared to be full, deliciously full. Her palm itched to caress those balls, to hear her son moan with pleasure. But she didn’t touch him yet. She allowed her son to look at her body as long as he wanted, sensing his excitement, his desire, his hunger.

When he placed a knee on her bed, she moved her hand, sliding it up his thigh until she had his balls finally in her palm. Mike remained poised there, grunting as his mother fondled his tender balls. Laura gurgled softly as she watched her hand play with him. She twisted gently, pulling on his balls, watching his cock jerk up and down.

She spread her legs as widely as she could, arching her cunt up with a tight grinding motion. Mike could not resist touching her pussy. Laura sobbed with desire as her son rubbed his fingers up and down her boiling cunt slit, agitating her rigid clit and then stabbing a middle finger into her clenching cunt.

“Oooo,” she whimpered when he began to finger-fuck her. She released his balls and grasped his cock again, jerking swiftly as he fucked his finger in and out of her pussy. Laura held her hips up, swinging her crotch about as his finger moved back and forth. “Ahhh, you make me feel so good, darling. It’s been so long since anyone has made me feel this good.”

Her son was growing eager. She felt his cock pulsing with youthful power, and her cunt closed tightly around his finger. She pulled at him.

“Come on, Mike,” she gasped. “Do it! Do it to me now!”

Mike was not at all nervous as he moved between his mother’s thighs. He was so excited, his body was shaking, but he wasn’t nervous. His eyes seemed to devour her hairy cunt, as though he couldn’t look at it long enough. Laura lifted her ass, arching her crotch to him, holding her arms up.

“Come on, baby,” she hissed throatily. “Come on and do it to mother! Ooo, you’re so hard, and I’m so wet! Put it in me, Mike! Ohhh, put it in me!”

Laura’s hand went to his wick, grasping it as she lifted her cunt. She felt the swollen head of her son’s cock contact her steamy cunt. With a sob of delight, she ran the drooling tip of his prick up and down her scalding wet cunt lips, smashing it against her throbbing clit.

She felt his thick cock head part the lips of her sensitive cunt, and again she sobbed. Mike slipped his cock into his mother’s cunt slowly, fighting to control the impulse to stab quick and hard. Laura sucked in air desperately, her teeth clenched and her eyes hazy with misty pleasure. She dug her fingers into his hips as he fucked into her pussy, holding her crotch high for him. Her pussy stretched about his hard cock like a rubber band, and she could feel each and every ridge of his hard prick, feel the swollen cock head filling her cunt.

She did not know he was fucked fully into her pussy until his balls touched the upturned cheeks of her ass. She gave a squeal and pulled hard at his hips, her cunt pulsating tightly about his throbbing cock. Neither moved for a while. Mike was braced with his hands on each side of her shoulders, looking down into his mother’s hot eyes. They stared at each other for some time, his cock buried deep into her hot pussy.

Then Laura moved. Her hips moved slowly, then she pumped up and down, riding her son’s cock as he knelt, gazing into her eyes. Laura fucked her son slowly, feeling the heat and ecstasy grow within her body.

“You, too,” she hissed up at him. “You move, too, darling.”

Mike moved, his hips going up and down, meeting his mother’s cunt. Laura slid her hands from her son’s hips to the cheeks of his ass, her fingers clawing as she pulled, trying to suck his cock deeper into her fiery cunt.

Unlike the wild fuck in the hallway, they fucked slowly this time, each savouring the pleasure to the fullest. They did not speak, only grunted and moaned and whimpered. Mike let his weight down onto her, his chest smashing her rounded, spongy tits almost flat. He drew his mother into his arms as his ass began to bounce, his cock fucking in and out of her cunt with wet ease.

Laura could feel every fuck-thrust of his prick, feel his precious balls against her hot ass cheeks. She closed her smooth thighs about her son’s hips, scissoring her legs, slowly, thrilled with the contact of their flesh, of his cock penetrating her cunt so willingly, so eagerly. It felt as if her son’s flesh was searing hers, melting her tits from her body. He had his face buried into her neck and shoulder and his hot, gasping breath felt so good on her flesh. She rolled and twisted her ass, humping up and down with him. She closed her legs about his thighs, locking her ankles and squeezing his moving hips.

“Oh, Mom! Ooooohhh, Mom!” Mike began to pant, slipping his hands down her back, over the grinding cheeks of her ass, cupping those naked ass mounds to lift her cunt tighter to his cock.

“Yes, baby!” she hissed, unable to resist the motion, the heat of ecstatic sensations forcing her to fuck harder and faster, to devour his thick cock with her hungry cunt. “Oh, God, yes!”

Mike, too, could not hold a slow pace.

He began to plunge up and down furiously, his cock fucking deep into her gripping cunt, his balls beating upon her squirming ass. His fingers dug into her ass cheeks as he fucked faster. Laura squeezed her son’s tight ass cheeks with her fingers, grinding and churning beneath him now. They were both panting with the effort, both with contorted faces as they raced to orgasm. Laura’s pussy was searing the taut flesh of her son’s cock, the wetness clinging to him as she thrust her cunt wildly against him, her sobs of delight growing louder as they fucked.

“Oooohhh!” Laura screamed. The orgasm struck her with the force of lightning. She fucked her cunt hard on his cock, her crotch jerking up and down. “I’m coming! I’m coming!”

Mike plunged hard into his mother’s clamping cunt, the undulating contractions sucking at his cock. His balls writhed and pulled tightly at the base of his prick, and he fucked furiously now.

“Now! Now!” Laura screamed. “Do it now, Mike! Come… oh, come in me!”

With a loud grunt, Mike plunged his cock hard into his mother’s pussy. The powerful pulsing of his prick was felt by Laura, and so was the exquisite gush of his come juice. She whimpered as her pussy gripped his squirting cock, the contractions of her increasing orgasm sucking his prick like a hot, hungry mouth. Her cunt drew his come juice from his balls with greedy sucking movements.

Laura ran her hands up and down her son back as he rested on top of her, her thighs still brushing his hips. She had never felt so alive, so vibrant after a fuck as she did now. Her cunt still squeezed his cock in the glow of her ecstasy.

After a while, Mike slipped his cock from his mother’s cunt and sat on the edge of the bed. Laura wiggled her body and stretched, arms above her head, tits thrust out. She smiled at him. “Was I good, Mike?”

He grinned, nodding.

“Janey makes you so damned hot, doesn’t she?” Laura murmured as she stroked her son’s thigh. “Just looking at her makes you so hot, you want to jack off constantly.”

Mike agreed with his mother.

“Don’t I make you hot, honey?”

Mike nodded his head. “Yeah, Mom.”

“You don’t have to look at her to get so hot,” she said, fondling his balls again, “and suffer any more, do you? You can fuck me!”

Mike laughed, agreeing with her. Laura squeezed his balls. “You don’t mind if I say fuck?”

He shook his head, his grin spreading over his face. He brushed the curls of her cunt hair gently. Laura wondered if she should tell her son about Janey, of her coming there earlier, of what she had done with the girl. She decided it wasn’t the right time.

“You’d love to fuck Janey, wouldn’t you, Mike?”

“You know it, Mom,” he said enthusiastically. “Me and every boy in town. She knows it, too, but she’s only a tease. I don’t think Janey will fu-fuck.” He stammered on the word, a slight flush on his cheeks.

“You don’t have to be embarrassed about saying fuck,” she said softly. “We have no secrets from each other, not any more.”

Her son chuckled and cupped her cunt. “You’re sure wet, Mom.”

“I should be,” she laughed. “I think you came about ten gallons in me. You sure were ready for some pussy!”

“I gotta pee,” Mike said, getting to his feet. He stood and looked at her for a moment.

Laura twisted her hips about sensually for him, cupping her tits and licking her lips. “Go pee, and hurry back,” she whispered, her eyes glowing with desire once more.

While he was in the bathroom, Laura turned onto her stomach, cradling her head in her arms. She thought of Janey, of eating her succulent cunt. It had been quite a day for Laura, getting a cunt in her face and fucking her son… quite a day!

Mike was wrong, she thought. Janey was not a tease, she was one hot piece of ass. Perhaps Laura could help her son. After getting her cunt sucked, Janey should be willing to take Mike’s cock into that young, tight, sugary pussy. Janey would be back, Laura knew. She would be back because she had enjoyed having that syrupy cunt tongue-fucked and licked.

Mike had come from the bathroom and stood watching his mother’s ass. Her rounded ass cheeks clenched and relaxed, and she wiggled her hips in an exciting way. Seeing his mother’s creamy ass caused his cock to lift again, and before long he had a tremendous hard-on.

Laura, not yet realising her son was back from the bathroom, lifted her shapely ass, drawing her knees under her body. She arched her ass into the air, shoved her hand between her thighs and rubbed at her cunt, tasting the sweetness of Janey’s pussy juices again in her mind.

Mike gazed at his mother’s naked ass, watching her round ass cheeks split. He leaned a bit and looked at her hand rubbing her hair-framed cunt lips, seeing the wet pinkness and just above, her tightly puckered asshole. He listened to his mother’s soft whimpers of self-induced pleasure, and gripped his cock with a tight fist. He watched as her finger slipped in and out of her cunt, then slid up to rub lightly about her asshole, only to return to her pussy, agitating her clit. He was fascinated to see this, especially since it was his mother doing it.

Laura’s back was bowed as she arched her creamy, naked ass into the air, her cheek against the bed. Her eyes were closed and she was licking her lips as she tasted Janey’s cunt in her mind again. Her naked ass twisted lewdly.

Mike, on a sudden impulse, brushed his lips across one smooth cheek of his mother’s ass.

“Oooo,” Laura moaned when she felt her son’s lips on her ass. “Oh, lovely, darling.”

Her son kissed her ass cheek, then slipped his mouth across the split to kiss the other one. His tongue ran up and down the shivering flesh, making Laura squeal softly and waggle her ass invitingly to her son.

Mike climbed onto the bed with his mother, his cock held tightly in his fist. He looked at the way her hairy cunt pooched from her thighs, and shoved his cock against her pussy.

“Ahhh, yes, Mike,” Laura gurgled. “Fuck me again, darling. Oooo, fuck mother’s cunt!”

On his knees behind her, Mike stared down past the split of her ass cheeks, watching his cock slide into her steamy cunt, seeing her asshole flex in delight. With the head of his cock inside her pussy, he placed his hands on her hips and moved forward slowly, wanting to see his cock disappear into that hot wetness.

“You’re so hot, Mom!” he gasped, his cock fully into her cunt now. “So hot and wet!”

“I am, baby!” she squealed, rocking her uplifted ass. “I’m hot and wet for you, for your cock! Ohhh, fuck me, honey! Fuck me deep and hard and—ahhhh, fuck my wet cunt!”

She began hunching her back, throwing her naked ass against his cock, fucking him. Mike stared down with excited fascination, watching his mother fucking on his cock. Her dark pussy hairs and her puffy cunt lips banged at the base of his prick, and her asshole flexed and winked at him. He caressed the creamy cheeks of her ass while she began to churn her ass about, fucking him while he knelt there, unmoving, thrilled to see what her cunt was doing to his cock.

“Uh… uh… ohhh! Uh, uh!” Laura grunted and sobbed as she fucked her son. She plunged her upturned ass back and forth, her hands now above her head, clawing at the bedspread, her eyes closed and her face showing the ecstasy she felt. “Oooo, fuck that cunt, Mike! Fuck mother’s cunt… fuck my hot, hairy cunt! Ream my pussy with that sweet, sweet cock! Ohhh, I love that hard prick, Mike! I love your hard cock… fucking my wet, hot cunt!”

Mike finally began to move. He held his mother’s hips tightly, thrusting his cock into hr cunt as she slammed back hard against him. He could see the glistening juices of her cunt on the shaft of his prick, feel the intense heat of her pussy, feel the hot grip of those hairy cunt lips.

Laura reached between her parted knees and grabbed his swinging balls, holding them tightly, desperately, as if afraid he would jerk his cock from her pussy. She tossed and twisted her upturned naked ass in violent motions, gurgling as the ecstasy swelled inside her overheated body.

Mike was fucking his mother’s cunt harshly now, unable to slow his movements. His mother’s cunt was just too hot, too wet, too tight around his swollen, throbbing prick.

“Harder, harder!” Laura yelped, her ass cheeks slapping against his lower stomach. “Fuck me harder, Mike! Ohhh, fuck my cunt hard! Bang the piss out of my hot cunt! Go deep… deep! Ahhh, baby, baby! Your cock fills mother’s cunt so deliciously… stretches my hairy cunt so beautifully! Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it!”

Mike was grunting with his vigorous efforts. His eyes were glazed, but he could still see his mother’s lurching ass.

“I’m gonna fuck it, Mom!” he growled. “I’m gonna fuck your hot cunt good! I’m gonna fuck your pussy and come in it and fuck and—fuck, fuck, fuck!”

“Yes, yes!” Laura screamed loudly, tossing her heated ass about with wild motions. “Ram that cock to me… ram me! Ohhh, fuck that hot cunt, darling!”

His stomach smacking against her ass created an intense erotic sound, and she felt her cunt closing tightly about his throbbing cock. Again she screamed, this time as she came. Her orgasm was strong, very strong, and it caused her cunt to grip her son’s cock so hard he had to exert extra effort to keep fucking.

The waves of orgasms rippling through her sent the hot, liquid ecstasy to her son’s cock, and he slammed into her cunt very hard, his body stiff now. He threw back his head and yelled. Laura pulled hard on his balls, feeling his gushing come juice spurt into her starving cunt with a force she never felt before. He gushed so strongly she thought she could taste his come juice in her throat. And the splashing of his come juice against the velvety walls of her boiling cunt sent another even more powerful orgasm tearing through her naked body.

“Oh, again!” Laura yelped, grinding her ass lewdly against her son. “I’m coming again! Ohhh, so fucking sweet!”

Her cunt drained her son’s balls until she felt as if he had unleashed a flood up her pussy. She moaned a protest as he pulled out. Her ass was still in the air, moving slowly as the glow of her pleasure lingered. Then she slipped her legs down, stretching out on the bed, the cheeks of her ass quivering gently.

“Mmmmmm, I love it, darling,” she mewled, turning her face to look at him. She stroked his wet cock affectionately. “I love fucking more than anything in this world. You have a wonderful cock, Mike.”

“You don’t have such a bad cunt, Mom,” he said, excited to use such words with her. “Nice, hot cunt. I like all that pussy hair, too. Are we gonna be fucking all the time now, Mom?”

“Ooo, I hope so!” she giggled, covering his cock and balls with her hand and squeezing softly. “I sure hope we fuck all the time now!”

“I’d still like to fuck that Janey,” Mike said, his breathing slowing somewhat.

“I know you would, baby,” Laura murmured sleepily, not at all jealous. “I know you would love to fuck her little cunt. Maybe you can.”

“Aw, she just teases a guy, Mom.”

“Mmmm, maybe,” she murmured, closing her eyes, feeling heavy with sleep. “We’ll talk about it later. Come on, lie down here with me and let’s take a nap.”

Mike lay next to his mother, one thigh thrown over her creamy ass, his hand cupping one of her spongy tits.

CHAPTER FOUR

Janey stood at the door when Laura opened it. Laura had never seen anyone so beautiful, so exquisite and desirable. Janey wore a bright-yellow sundress, with narrow straps across her shoulders. Her lovely, shapely tits were very noticeable, and the hem hung almost to her sweetly dimpled knees. The skirt was wide and flaring, with lace trim.

“Mike isn’t here,” Laura said, even though she knew Janey had not come to see her son, but her.

“I know, Laura,” Janey said in her whispery voice, a voice that sent shivers of ecstasy up and down Laura’s spine. “I saw him leave.”

Laura opened the door wider to let Janey slip into the house.

“I waited across the street for half an hour,” Janey said, reaching for Laura. “I got so anxious to be with you, Laura… so hot.”

Laura could not resist the sweet, exquisite girl. She pulled her close, cupping her smooth ass cheeks and lifting Janey’s face to her mouth. Kissing the girl, Laura thought there were no other lips like this in the world. They were soft and moist, sweet as honey. She kissed Janey, then licked the tip of her tongue about the girl’s lips. Janey mewled softly and pressed her lower body against Laura, squirming with eager hunger.

Laura felt Janey’s hands moving about her back, sliding down to cup her ass cheeks.

“Mmmmm, nice,” Janey cooed, lifting her eyes to Laura’s. “I love the way you kiss me. It makes me tingle all the way down, in my cunt.”

Laura wore shorts, shorts that exposed her thighs to perfection. A tight halter concealed her thrusting tits. Janey stepped back and gazed at Laura’s body, those young eyes glowing with steamy desire. Laura wanted to gather the girl into her arms and devour her, to lick and taste her sweet pussy, to eat her up.

“You’re beautiful today, Laura,” Janey whispered. “But you’re always so beautiful. Your thighs are really exciting to me.”

Laura felt the touch of a hot hand on her thigh. She mewled with pleasure. Janey stroked between Laura’s thighs, her touch feathery light. Then she cupped Laura’s cunt, applying pressure.

“Oh, Janey!” Laura bubbled, holding the girl’s shoulders. “We better sit down or something. My legs are shaking so badly I might fall.”

Janey giggled and pulled her hand from Laura’s crotch. “Can we go to your bedroom, Laura?” she asked in that soft exciting voice.

Without a word, Laura took the girl’s hand and walked down the hall with her. She stood in the center of the bedroom, watching Janey undress. She was delighted at the young girl’s total lack of inhibitions. Laura had never felt there was any place for shame when it came to a hot cunt or a hard cock. She felt her pussy pulsing as she watched Janey undress in her sweetly innocent way.

Those fine, creamy tits were exposed, the pink nipples showing hard desire. As the dress dropped, Laura saw the bikini panties hugging those curvaceous hips. Janey’s succulent cunt made a tantalising, inviting, bulge against the thin fabric. For a moment Janey stood in her tight panties, her eyes hot as she gazed at Laura.

“You, too,” Janey said in her soft voice.

Laura dropped her halter, her tits springing free. Janey gazed at those long brown nipples, then came to Laura. Laura stood almost a head taller than the girl and Janey hardly had to bend as her tongue began to swirl about Laura’s nipples, licking the smooth curvature of her springy tits. Then the girl’s hot wet mouth closed on Laura’s sensitive nipple, sucking softly but hungrily. Laura caressed the soft, blonde hair, closing her eyes as sweet ecstasy started flowing through her body.

Janey sucked at Laura’s tits, going from one tit to the other, moaning in a soft, excited manner, her hands gliding up and down Laura’s shivering ass cheeks, the backs of her thighs. Then Laura felt Janey’s thighs around one of hers, that little cunt pressing and rubbing, the heat like a searing blast on her flesh.

After a while, Janey pulled free and moved toward her bed, her eyes smouldering. She peeled her panties from her hips and turned to get onto the bed. The sweetness of that young ass excited Laura, and she quickly unzipped her shorts and stepped out of them.

Janey stared at the hairiness of Laura’s pussy, licking her lips. She rested on her elbow and lifted one long, slender thigh, making sure her cunt was exposed to Laura. The pale-blonde hair shimmered as sunlight came through the window, and Laura saw the wetness on that sugary cunt.

“You like my pussy, Laura?” Janey whispered, rubbing at her cunt with the tips of her fingers. “You like eating my cunt? Was my cunt hot and sweet on your mouth yesterday?”

“Oh, God, Janey!” Laura sobbed with desire. “I loved eating your cunt! Oh, yes, your cunt is sweet, so fucking sweet, just like honey!”

“Do you want to suck my cunt again, Laura?”

Laura nodded, overcome by the intense, erotic appeal of that syrupy young cunt.

“Would you let me… let me sit on your face, Laura?”

“Baby, you can…” Laura whimpered, sitting on the bed and stroking the inner sweetness of Janey’s thigh, watching the girl penetrate her own cunt with a finger. “Oh, darling, you can do anything you want! You can sit on my face any time you want to!”

“Ooooo!” Janey mewled, her eyes glazed in passion. “I’ve never done that before, Laura. But I’ve always wanted to sit on a face.”

Laura stretched out beside Janey. “You can now, darling,” she murmured, amazed at herself. She had never tasted a cunt until recently and here she was so damned hungry to taste Janey’s sweet pussy again. But then, she had never fucked her son, either, before. And she had fucked him eagerly, the last time this morning before they got out of bed. “Sit on my face, Janey. Sit on my face all you want!”

Janey got on her knees, her naked body so lovely, so downright kissable. When she flung a leg over Laura’s shoulders, Laura gazed hotly between them. That pink cunt glistened, the tiny cut throbbing, the pale-blonde hair very sparse. Janey arched her hips, looking down as she pulled the lips of her cunt apart a few inches above Laura’s face. Laura licked her lips with anticipation. Janey moved her thighs against Laura’s head and lowered her cunt.

“Mmmmm!” Laura gurgled as her lips brushed that wet pussy. She kissed Janey’s cunt softly, then shoved her tongue out to lick at the wet, slippery cunt lips. She twirled her tongue about Janey’s clit, making the girl cry out with delight.

Laura ran her hands up those slim thighs and hips, around to feel the trembling cheeks of that small, exciting ass.

“Oooooo, nice,” Janey whimpered, rubbing her cunt back and forth now into Laura’s face, smearing her face with the seeping pussy juices. “Ahhhh, kiss my cunt, Laura! Ohhh, I just love to have my cunt kissed… licked… sucked!”

As Janey rubbed her bubbling cunt about her face, Laura shot her tongue into it, feeling the wet heat of those sweet pussy lips close about it. She fucked her tongue back and forth, lapping with her mouth wide, letting it fill with the sugary juices of Janey’s exquisite pussy. She held the firm, shapely ass with both hands, not protesting as Janey pressed her cunt hard, grinding into her mouth. Her nose was in those soft, pale-blonde cunt hairs, her top lip pressing at the throbbing, knotted clit, her bottom lip near Janey’s asshole.

“Oooo, so deep!” Janey wailed, grinding her cunt into Laura’s sucking mouth. “You shove your tongue so deep in my cunt, Laura! Ahhh, I love it when you fuck that tongue deep in my pussy!”

The tightness, the heat, the wetness of Janey’s cunt in her mouth caused Laura’s pussy to bubble hotly. She squirmed her naked ass on the bed, whimpering into the girl’s cunt. Laura’s clit was now intensely swollen, and she tried to reach it with her fingers. Janey, understanding, reached back and began to twist and pinch at Laura’s clit, causing Laura to jerk her hips up, sucking with a desperate hunger at the girl’s succulent pussy.

“Ooo, you’re gonna have