Mother Daughter And Son
[aka 'Jeff, Jan And Mom' or 'Fun House']
by Craig Summers
(BLP-101)


TO THE READER 

While fictional in nature, this book has, besides entertainment, the purpose 
of acquainting the reader with manners of sexual activity at times practiced 
within contemporary society. 

-The Editors 


INTRODUCTION 

Attention has been focused on all forms of sexual expression ever since the 
impact of the Sex Revolution has hit with such startling impact. 

Motion pictures display all kinds of sex action, and advertisers use lurid 
sex to peddle their products. Magazines lift sagging sales with startling 
stories on how to improve one's sexual stamina and pleasure. Stage plays 
outdo each other in offering nude bodies in assorted acts of intercourse. As 
one Puerto Rican night club manager recently explained, "We're presenting 
the act of intercourse for our floor show, but in good taste!" 

Is it any wonder that the suppressed sexual nature of many men and women is 
surfacing? As people express their sexual instincts more freely cases of 
incest have become much more common. 

Recently, I have seen a definite upswing in cases of men and women involved 
in incest. As I listen to young men and women reveal the explicit sexual 
advantages their parents, or brothers or sisters or relatives took of them, 
I marvel at the variety of acts they perform. 

The beautiful young mother whose teen-age son gets so turned-on seeing her 
naked, he insists on having sex with her. The young sister who wonders what 
it would be like to have her brother use his well-developed sexual organs on 
her eager, young body. All these and more have brought chaos and confusion 
to the psyches of the participants. 

The beautiful young mother who becomes sexually involved with her children 
in this story is also tormented. But the strange patterns of incest become 
all too clear as the painful consequences result. 

-The Publishers 

 CHAPTER ONE 

I watched the black stud driving his prick in and out of Mom's mouth. She 
thought I was sound asleep in my bedroom, but they'd made so much noise 
fucking it woke me up. I tip-toed down the hall and they hadn't heard me at 
all. They were so turned-on with each other I doubt if anything could have 
distracted them. 

The black stud had his legs up in the air, and Mom was licking his black ass 
out. 

"Suck my ass," he demanded, "suck it for me-" She slid her tongue in and out 
of his quivering black butt like a pro, and her hand reached up to his 
penis. She began stroking him and that black guy was so excited he just 
rolled his head back and forth, back and forth while Mom jerked him, and ate 
his ass at the same time. 

"Ohhhh, get your mouth on my prick," he gasped excitedly, as his body 
twisted this way and that. Mom knew it was time to give him a cocksuck 
alright, cause she tore her tongue out of his asshole and glommed on his 
prick and sucked. 

"Suck-suck it off," he panted, as he thrust both hands over her head and 
held her in place. 

She moved rapidly up and down his dick, and kept massaging his big black 
balls at the same time. Watching was getting me so excited I had to pull my 
meat. 

"Ohhhhh, that's it-go down to the base of it, baby," he gasped in sexual 
ecstasy. "Like that-yes, yes-ohhhh, ahhhh, you're right-on cocksucker," he 
stammered as he got his rocks off. "Ahhhh, ohhhhhh, wow-suck it off!" Mom 
gobbling his juices did it. I shot my load in my hand, and had to hurry back 
to my bedroom before I spilled it all over the floor. 

I heard them carrying on for a good hour more and then the black stud 
splits. But I couldn't go to sleep. I was so hot my prick was still hard. 

Ever since Dad cut out, I knew Mom had been lonely as hell, but I never knew 
she'd carry on like that. I was angry at her, but wishing she'd blow me at 
the same time. Finally, when I just couldn't get to sleep, I got out of bed 
and walked naked down to her bedroom. I opened the door, and she was asleep. 
I slipped into bed beside her, and I startled the devil out of her. 

"What are you doing here?" she asked, totally unnerved. 

"I want to get my rocks off," I smiled, "like you did for the black stud you 
made it with tonight!" 

"What are you talking about?" she demanded. "I saw you blowing him," I told 
her, "how about giving me the same thing-" 

Mom slapped my face. "You little bastard," she snapped, "how dare you ask me 
to suck your prick?" 

"You ate his ass out, and I'm going to make you eat mine out too," I said 
fiercely. I pinned her arms down with my knees and she was helpless. I was 
only sixteen but I was strong. Finally, she relented. 

"Alright, but stop hurting me-you don't know how much strength you've got." 

I got off her and moved up. Looking down at her, I realized she really was a 
sexy woman with big tits and a good shape. Why shouldn't we have sex? 
Lowering my ass over her face, I told her, "pull me down, Mom-and go to it." 

She touched the rim of my ass with the tip of her tongue, and I got so 
turned on my body began to quiver. 

"Oh, Mom, that's wild," I moaned as the sexual excitation surged through my 
loins. Mom's tongue swept all around my asshole, licking me just like she 
had the black stud. But, I really got turned-on when she stiffened her 
tongue and thrust right up my asshole, sliding it swiftly in and out. I 
moved up and down on her tongue, and began pulling at my prick. 

Now, I knew what turned the black guy on, and I couldn't wait to have her 
finish the job. 

"Oh, Mom-stop it-stop it," I begged, "I'll shoot my wad in my hand and I 
want you to eat it." By now, Mom was going out of her gourd eating my ass 
out, and I had to pull away, so I could ram my dick down her throat. 

When she saw the size of my tool, I think she got hot to blow me. She 
reached up and pulled the head of it to her mouth. I slowly inched inside 
her. 

When she had just the head of it, her tongue swept around its crown and I 
began vibrating. 

"Stop it, Mom," I urged her, "let me ram it all the way in-I don't want to 
shoot so fast." 

She released her mouth-hold on my prick and let me thrust. I grabbed her 
head and began throat-fucking her. 

"Ohhh, that's beautiful," I groaned in delight as I drove it faster. "I dig 
it-ohhhh, ahhhh, suck, faster-faster, ahhh, ohhhh, I'm coming, I'm coming!" 

I couldn't hold back any longer. The hot cum flashed down her throat, as my 
balls unloaded in her mouth. She sucked me in, and I let her have my juice. 

"That's it-suck it all out, Mom," I smiled as I tingled when she kept 
sucking. "Ohh, that's enough-don't keep sucking-you've got it all out." 

She released my prick and I got off her and lay down beside her. She 
quivered, and reached for her cigarettes and lit one. 

"Baby," she said softly, "we can't ever let this happen again-we can't-do 
you understand?" 

"No," I smiled, glancing down at her slit. She covered herself quickly. 

"Go back to bed, please, Jeff!" 

Instead of listening to her, I slid down between her legs and began stroking 
her pussy. 

Even though she was protesting, I knew she wanted me there. I couldn't wait 
to see her pussy close-up so I opened the slit and looked at the glistening 
pink meat of Mom's vulva. Putting my fingers in her moist pussy-lips I 
spread them. 

I couldn't help myself. I kissed the velvety flesh and my tongue licked 
along inside the open labia. I'd studied the woman's sex organs in medical 
books but seeing it in the flesh was too much. I pulled my fingers out and 
reached back to grasp Mom's buttocks while I buried my face in her snatch. 
Now, she helped me. Her hands reached down to force me over her, and my 
tongue thrust inside her. 

I licked away and the smell of her intoxicated me. All at once, I felt her 
gushing. Eagerly I licked, devouring her delicious juices. She thrust her 
pelvis up to me, and I know she was enjoying herself as much as I was. 

When I'd finished her, I thought I had her convinced we should have sex. I 
slid up to her and she wrapped her arms around me lovingly. "Oh, Jeff," she 
whispered, "that was fantastic-you are a man alright!" 

Hearing her say this made me bristle with pride. I loved Mom and I wanted to 
please her as much as black stud had done. If I could keep her satisfied, 
maybe we could make out now and then when my balls were so loaded it was 
torment. 

"We've just done something that would make people hate us-if they knew," she 
whispered sadly. 

"Why?" 

"Because," Mom explained, "society has made rules-and one of the sex rules 
they expect everybody to follow is not to screw around with your own 
family." 

"But it was so natural for us-" I argued. 

"It was for me," Mom admitted. "You did turn me on-when I saw your fresh, 
young prick-I wanted to take care of you so bad-" 

"Why did you make such a fuss?" I asked her, curious to understand how her 
mind reasoned. "Because I was fighting myself." 

"Don't fight me anymore," I whispered, and licked on her tit. Applying my 
mouth over it, I sucked her like I did when I was a baby. Running her 
fingers through my hair, she kept me excited. 

"You better go back to bed," she insisted, "you won't get any sleep at all 
if you don't." 

"I don't care-" 

"I do," she smiled, and kissed me over so softly on my forehead. I got up 
and went back to bed. I needed the rest and was glad to lie down. I slept 
like a log and didn't know a thing until I heard Mom calling me the next 
day. 

"Jeff-Jeff," she called out, "are you going to stay in bed all day?" 

Still groggy, I replied, "No-no, I'm getting up." Once I got into the shower 
and felt the water splashing down my body felt good again. 

She served me a great breakfast at two in the afternoon. Eggs, ham and fries 
just like I like them. I guess she was trying to play up to me. 

"You sure have been one hungry boy," she grinned. "Now, let's have a 
heart-to-heart!" 

"About last night?" 

"Yes," she nodded, and then as if she couldn't face me, she got to her feet 
and paced back and forth. "Baby, I've been meaning to talk to you about sex 
for a long time-I almost forgot-you're a man now." 

"I guess I proved that," I told her flatly. Then, she turned around and said 
grimly, "But I don't want you to get all twisted up because of me. I'm your 
Mom and I love you." 

I knew she meant what she was saying and I hated to defy her. She went on, 
"Your sister will be back tonight and I don't want you to ever try anything 
on her-or me." 

"Aw hell," I complained, "where can I get some pussy then?" 

"Can't you open your eyes. Plenty of pussy is available-it's there and 
waiting if you'll wise up and find out the chicks who give-things are no 
different now than when I was in high school. But, it's up to you for god's 
sakes to find out what's happening and leave me and your sister alone." 

"Oh, alright," I agreed, "I guess I can find some chick who'll ball with 
me." 

"Sure you can!" Mom smiled, "and about last night, let's make it our 
secret-I'm not proud of myself for giving in, but I was stoned out of my 
mind." 

"Is that how come you picked up the big black dude?" 

"I guess so," she admitted, "I was horny and so was he, so it seemed the 
most logical thing to do-bring him here and let him screw me. That was bad 
enough, but they'd throw me in jail and throw away the key if they ever 
caught me seducing my own son." 

"You didn't seduce me," I said belligerently, "I seduced you-okay?" 

"Okay!" 

I split the scene and took a spin in my car. I drove along the coast highway 
and looked out at the ocean. It looked so beautiful as the late afternoon 
sun gilded it with silver. When I turned around and drove back I thought 
about everything; Mom was right. If I didn't get some experience with the 
chicks, I might get to rely on her for my pussy. That could get me all 
fouled up. I needed experience. My buddy Dave told me about this chick who 
gives five buck blow-jobs and I thought I'd drop by his pad and find out 
more about Betty. 

Allen was home. His Corvette was parked in the driveway. I parked and walked 
up the front steps and he saw me. 

"Come in, buddy," he nodded. I walked in and he took me up to his room. 
After he locked the door, he brought out a sex newspaper and flipped open to 
a bare naked broad with big tits and informed me, "I'm entering this 
contest-the win an obscene phone call mind fucker contest-" 

"The what?" 

The word 'mind fucker' hit me with impact. At first I thought he said 
'motherfucker' and guilt flashed through me till I was afraid it showed. 

"See," Allen explained, "You gotta' finish this mind fucker word contest-see 
they give you the clues and you finish." I read 'You would call an oral 
contraceptive' and there were two blank spaces. 

"The Pill" I laughed, "that's easy." 

The next one was 'A guy with a hot poker is a-.' Allen smiled. "I know the 
answer! Horny Stud!" 

Rapidly, I read the next one, 'Another term for gang bang is'-"Orgy," I 
blurted, "Right," Allen chuckled, "see how simple it is-'what is a search 
for sex?' " 

"Cunt Hunt," I laughed, seeing how easy the game was when I put my mind to 
it. 

"Getting sucked off on a toboggan is a simple case of what?" he chuckled. 

I knew it must be some absurd answer, but for the life of me I couldn't 
think of it. I shook my head, "Sorry-I-I can't think of that one-" 

"That's easy," he laughed, "Getting sucked off on a toboggan is a simple 
case of Sled Head." 

"Beautiful," I laughed along with him. "Hey, you answer the next one, 'a 
real picky lady is a case of?' " 

"I don't know-" 

"Fussy Pussy," I laughed when I checked out the answer in the answer sheet 
section. 

"Right-on," I laughed. "I'll ask you another-" 

"No, no," he insisted, "it's my turn to test you!" He studied the question, 
"A rhyming term for a sucker would be-" 

"Mother fucker," I replied instantly. 

"Yeah, how'd you know?" 

I gulped with guilt, "I don't know-just right-on when it comes to sex." 

Somehow the word 'motherfucker' hit me with sharp impact. It really got me 
uptight to think I fitted this four-letter word. Allen was so carried away 
now showing me a deck of cards with people in every fucking position 
imaginable he didn't even notice how upset I was. 

"That's the way I like it," he smiled excitedly as he showed me a card 
depicting a man on his back, his hands down over the woman's head as she 
gobbled his prick. 

"Me too, I was wondering about that chick Betty who gives such good head for 
five bucks." 

"Sure," he smiled, "You want me to set you up with her?" 

"Can you?" 

"Sure, I can-my folks are going to be out till all hours this Saturday 
night. They're going to some sex swap meet and they don't get in till the 
wee hours. I can set it for you and me and her to make it." 

"Groovy," I smiled. "I can't wait." 

I cut out, and when I got home, Mom told me, "Your sister has come back. 
Now, let's not talk about anything we did when she's in the house. I'm sure 
you can find some nice, wholesome girl at school to have a good time 
with-and you'll thank me some day I kept you on the straight and narrow." 

"Yeah," I said reluctantly, still wishing I could give Mom what she needed. 
I suppose I must have been warped to think it was alright for us to fuck. 
But, I really didn't think it could be wrong-we weren't harming anybody. 

Just then, Jan breezed in with her tight-fitting white slacks and white 
turtle neck. She sure did look appealing and my eyes lit up when I saw her. 

"Hi, Jeff," she flashed her radiant smile, "Oh, Wow-what a wild and woolly 
weekend we had." 

"Is that so?" Mom asked sternly, walking into the living room. 

"Don't worry," my fifteen year old sister, flipped back, "We were all 
good-under Miss Carter's watchful eye we couldn't be anything else if we 
wanted to!" 

A certain pouting disgust tinged her voice and I felt sure she wanted to 
fully experience sex as much as I did. When I looked at her boobs under that 
white sweater I got the sudden urge to see her naked. Mom caught me looking. 

"Jeff, why don't you fix the fire for our barbecue!" 

"Oh, sure, Mom," I said, rising and suddenly enjoying her jealousy. Little 
did my little sister know how much fun I'd have balling her. I'd made up my 
mind I'd have her someday, in spite of Mom. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

I couldn't wait for the week to go by so I could have Betty blow me. I saw 
Allen at school on Friday and he verified he had it all set up. "Betty is 
ready if you've got the five bucks." 

"Sure, I've got the money. Now, what time should I make it over to your 
place?" 

"Around eight," he smiled, "my folks will be gone then-say, if you want to 
bring your cute little sister Jan over. I'd like to have her." 

"Don't talk about my sister like that," I warned him. But at the same time 
Jan's sexy image flashed to mind and I wished I could ball her myself. 

"Sorry buddy," he chuckled, "but you've got to admit Jan has a set of 
knockers on her that would drive any man out of his gourd." 

"Stacked, she is-but forget about her. Betty is a girl you can ball with. 
She's crazy about giving head-jobs and if she digs that trip, groovy!" 

Saturday night came and I told Mom, "Well, I've got a good time lined 
up-nice chick from school." 

"That's nice," Mom smiled, "do I know her?" 

"Betty Carson," I said. Jan was listening and she quickly commented, "Betty 
Carson is a cheap little-" 

"Don't talk that way," Mom snapped, "Betty might be a good girl for Jeff 
right now-" 

"She'll do it with anybody," Jan cut in. "Don't you think what your brother 
does is his business?" Mom asked her bluntly. "After all, Jeff is sixteen 
and I think he can take care of himself." 

"He'll need protection from that one," Jan persisted making her slicing 
comments. "Have a ball, big brother!" 

"Don't worry-I will," I smiled. I thought I detected a trace of envy. Maybe 
Jan was just as anxious to jump in the sack with me as I was with her. But, 
I had to avoid making Mom upset in the process of turning Jan on. It wasn't 
easy, and I don't know if I succeeded or not. Mom followed me to the door. 

"Take care," she said nervously, "and don't get home too late, please baby." 

"Don't worry about me, Mom," I shot back, beginning to get disgusted over 
her over-concern. She was coming on too strong, and I resented it. She was 
the one who said I should do a little searching for sex. Now that I was 
finding some, she was getting edgy. 

I drove over to Allen's place and his folk's car was gone. I was glad to see 
that. I parked on the street so I could get out quickly if I had to and 
walked up to the front door. Allen opened it, and introduced me to Betty. 

"Hi, sexy," she smiled. 

"Hi, beautiful," I grinned back, feeling my pecker getting an instant hard 
on. She did have a good body and I was anxious to start working it over. 

"Can I fix you something to drink?" Allen asked, walking over to the bar. 

"I don't drink." 

"It's time you started," Betty smiled. She went over and began pouring 
something into a glass. "Let me fix you a good drink that'll put hair on 
your balls." 

"That sounds like a good drink," I laughed. 

"It is," she smiled, "I make all my studs drink up before." 

Allen smirked, "Before what, Betty?" 

"You dirty-minded pussy eater," she giggled, handing me the drink. I sipped 
it. It tasted good. 

"What is it?" 

"Betty's special concoction," she said, walking up the stairs to Allen's 
bedroom. Allen and I followed. She walked down the hall as if she was very 
familiar with the place. 

"Lock the door," she insisted, once she was in the bedroom. Allen put the 
double bolt on, and Betty began undressing. 

"I don't believe in wasting time," she said softly. "We might as well get 
cracking!" 

When she was bare ass naked I picked her up and lay her on the bed, dropping 
down on her tits. I began licking one tit and Allen sucked on the other one. 
She reached down to stroke our heads while we sucked her. 

"Ohhh, this is the way I like sex," she panted, "use your finger down 
there-go ahead!" 

Reaching down, I slid a couple fingers in her snatch and began diddling her. 
She dug that. 

"Undress me," I said. I moved away and she quickly began pulling my shorts 
off. She almost tore off my prick lifting the elastic out far enough to 
clear it. Allen laughed, but stared when he saw how big it was. 

"Kiss it," I ordered her. 

She looked up at me with a smile, then leaned down and her kiss tickled the 
tip of my prick. It jerked, anxious for release. 

"Strip my body," Allen demanded. She turned to him, and pulled his shorts 
down. I looked at his dong and mine was a lot bigger than his. All the time 
she was undressing Allen I was sliding my hand between her legs, warming her 
up. When I'd touch her clit, she'd jump each time. She was starting to pant. 
I got on the bed and raised my legs up the way I'd seen the black stud lift 
his legs for Mom to eat ass. 

"I don't eat ass," she complained, "I give good head, but I've never sucked 
ass." 

"Then it's time you begin," I said firmly. "Go ahead! Rim me!" 

I knew it upset her to do me this way, but I didn't care. Allen was getting 
hot to trot, and he was with me all the way. "Go on, Betty-just stick your 
tongue out and swish it all around his asshole." 

"I-I can't do it," she protested. 

"You'll do it if you want the five bucks," I smiled, still holding my legs 
up. Finally, she relented and got down between my cheeks. 

"Hold my ass in your hands-that'll help to get you started," I urged her. 

Her hands gripped my butt, and soon her face was buried in my asshole as her 
tongue lashed around it. 

"Oh, groovy," I gasped, "that feels fantastic! You've got a good tongue-now, 
Betty keep it stiff and shove it up there. Go ahead-ohhhh, yes-I love that." 

She got the hang of it quickly, and her hot tongue whipped around my asshole 
once more, and then she stiffened it, and slid it right up there. As she 
flicked it back and forth rapidly I, wiggled all over the place. 

"Hold still," she protested, "it slips out when you wiggle your ass like 
that." 

"I can't help it," I panted excitedly, "I get so excited when you flip your 
tongue up there I almost shoot my wad." 

"You've got to try that on me too," Allen insisted. 

"Alright, but let me finish him off," she said. Her tongue went back to 
sliding in and out my quivering asshole and I felt the sexual excitement 
surge through my body to the tips of my toes. 

Allen's prick was rock-hard and he began jerking-off. Now, I couldn't stand 
it anymore. 

"Betty, baby, wrap your hot mouth around my dong," I demanded. Betty got out 
of my asshole and her mouth slid over my prick. I reached down and held her 
in place so she'd go down to the base of it. 

"Oh, Wow!" Allen exclaimed as he watched her go down on me, his hand pumping 
his peter with new-found force. 

"Fuck-off," he gasped excitedly, moving in closer to watch Betty's mouth 
slide swiftly up and down my dick. 

"Suck that cock," I panted excitedly, "suck it off!" I rammed it down her 
throat and throat fucked her and she dug it. I guided her with my hands and 
she was enjoying it no end. 

"That's it," I panted, "keep it up-I'm almost there. Way down! Massage my 
balls." 

Betty zoomed clear down to the base, and her hand began toying with my nuts. 

"Shove a finger up his asshole," Allen suggested. Instantly, Betty's finger 
glided up my butt, and I really turned-on as she went to town. 

"Suck-off-ohhhh, ahhhhh, eat it, eat my cream!" My dick jerked, and shot as 
Betty gobbled my juice. "Suck! Suck! Suck it off!" 

I really was going out of my gourd as she ate my peter. No wonder Allen had 
told me Betty was fantastic at giving blow jobs. She was! 

She continued sucking me until Allen objected. "Hey, Betty-remember me?" 

The thought of another juicy prick made her pull off me, and look at him. 
"Sure, baby-I remember you-get on the bed and quit playing with yourself." 

Allen hopped on the bed beside me, and I watched her get in line with his 
crotch. 

"Betty, baby-eat my ass out, just like you did with Jeff!" 

"Sure, sweet ass," she smiled, her hands gliding under his buttocks as she 
prepared to suck his ass. 

Once she had his ass open to her tongue, she began licking. Allen threw his 
head from side to side as the waves of sexual ecstasy swept over him. 

"Ohhhh, ahhhhh, that's wild-I love having my ass sucked-why didn't we do 
this before?" Betty's tongue stiffened and she thrust with full force in and 
out, in and out. I could see Allen was going out of his mind. Betty's hand 
reached up to grab his prick. 

"That's it, baby-rim and jerk!" 

Betty's talented hand pulled on his peter with a slow pace, matching the 
tongue-thrusts up his asshole. But, as her tongue speed increased, so did 
her hand action. 

"That's it-keep going-faster, fucker, faster!" 

In and out her hot tongue drove, and her hand jerked faster. "Ohhhh, baby, 
now we're doin' it-beautiful. Pump it-pump it baby!" 

As I watched I soon found myself getting harder. I had to stroke my prick I 
got so turned on just looking at those fuckers. 

"Oh, man-that's too much-glom onto my prick, baby 'cause I'm so horny I'll 
shoot my gun." 

The thought of losing Allen's sperm made Betty yank her hot tongue out, and 
get onto his cock. She nibbled on the head at first, and then slid down his 
flagpole. It was very stimulating watching her eat prick. 

"Good girl," Allen gasped in delight, reaching down to shove her head down 
over his prick. "Go to it, cocksucker-suck it off!" 

I guess dirty-talk was another thing that turned her on. After he called her 
'cocksucker' and told her to 'go to it', she did her thing automatically. 
Sliding quickly up and down his dick, her hands were on his balls, and then 
one finger slid up his asshole. Revolving his asshole around her thrusting 
finger, he threw his pelvis up to her, ramming it down her throat. She loved 
it. Closing in her eyes in sexual ecstasy, she continued sucking him off. 

Jabbing to the right, her mouth followed, then he swung his ass around and 
drove it from the left. She had her mouth fastened on his pecker-meat and 
she couldn't move off him now. He was too close to shooting her that creamy 
juice she liked so much. 

"Eat it, cocksucker," he cried out excitedly. She zoomed down on his dong, 
shoving faster up his asshole. "Ohhhh, baby, I'm coming, I'm coming," he 
groaned. 

Her mouth moved mechanically up and down his rod as she sucked him in. 

"Ohhhh, Betty, you're fantastic," he stammered as she wouldn't let go of his 
joystick. "Ahhh, ohhhh, right-on, cocksucker-right-on!" 

At last, she pulled off his prick and turned over and lay there just looking 
up. I was hot to trot by this time and Allen suggested, "Wait'll I get my 
joint up and we'll have a groovy three-way!" 

"I'm hungry," Betty announced, "what have you got to eat around here besides 
cock." 

Allen broke up laughing, "You shouldn't be hungry after eating that nice 
healthy sperm you sucked out of us." 

"I'm going to find something to eat," she insisted, "I'm starved-" 

Betty got up and headed downstairs. We followed. Good thing his folks were 
safely away because we were running naked through the house. Betty found 
some sandwich meat and began fixing sandwiches. 

"Now, let's have some booze and then we'll have the three-way-okay?" 

"Okay," Allen chuckled, going to the bar and fixing drinks for all three of 
us. "Only, let's split for the bedroom-just in case anybody comes home we'll 
be upstairs." 

"Alright," Betty agreed, as she loaded the sandwiches on a tray and followed 
Allen who was carrying the drinks. Again, Allen bolted the door. We munched 
on the sandwiches and sipped our drinks and Betty got to talking about 
herself. 

"Who was the first man you ever sucked off?" Allen asked bluntly. 

"My Uncle Harry," Betty laughed. 

"You mean you screwed your own uncle?" 

"Sure did," she smirked, "and what a prick he had on him." Guilt flashed 
through me as I vividly recalled my own first fuck. Being a motherfucker was 
the lowest kind of screwing, and it bugged me that this was my secret. 

"How did it happen?" Allen asked, completely curious about the whole affair. 

"He was visiting us, and Mom works nights. Dad and Mom split-up years ago. 
Anyway, Uncle Harry was visiting and it was a hot summer night-so humid you 
wished you could walk around bare ass naked. He was in his shorts and 
sitting on the sofa drinking beer and watching TV. I was so hot I put on a 
bikini and you should have seen his eyes focus on me after that 

"Go on," Allen smiled, "tell me all the gory details!" 

"Well," Betty continued, "I noticed his peter rising. It pushed against the 
shorts and I could see the whole outline of it." 

"Bet you wanted to suck him off right then and there, didn't you?" I 
chuckled. 

"Well, not at first," Betty explained, "see, I was just a curious kid and 
had no idea people sucked cock. Anyway, it happened like this. He asked me 
to sit beside him, and then he took my hand and put it on his pecker. I 
gulped. It was huge, and thick and pulsating. He took the head of it out of 
his shorts and smiled. Then, he told me to get on my knees. I got on my 
knees and he ordered me to pull his shorts down. When I pulled I could 
hardly get them off as the elastic held his prick back. 

"Finally, he held it down, while I pulled them off. My first sight of a 
man's dick amazed me. It was so long. It was so big. How did he expect me to 
get that huge thing in my small mouth. He knew how to handle me though. Just 
put your mouth around the head and swish your tongue around the end of it, 
he said smoothly. 

"I licked the crown of his cock, and then he rammed it down and I thought 
I'd gag. It didn't take him long to shoot. At that moment of orgasm, he 
gripped me tightly over his tool and creamed in my mouth. My first taste of 
his juice was my clue as to how much I enjoyed him. He was delicious." 

"And then Betty and I started having sex," Allen cut in. 

"Yep, and we've had some good orgies too," Betty smiled. 

The food was gone and we'd finished our drinks. Allen, said, "Let me fuck 
your asshole, and Jeff can shove it up your cunt." 

Betty got on the bed on her side. I couldn't wait to ram my meat up her 
hole. She lay there, just waiting for us to shove it to her. 

When I felt her tits crushing on my chest, my old jackhammer slid inside her 
gash. 

"Oh, baby, you're so good to me," she chuckled. Allen had gone to the 
bathroom to get some Vaseline to grease his prick. With his greasy prick 
sticking out, he hopped on the bed with us. 

"Slow and easy," he chuckled, "yes-we'll shove it up there real nice ... 
ohhh, I like tight ass-fucking." 

"Give me a lube job," Betty turned to tell him, "and none of that rough 
stuff-remember I got a tender asshole! " 

"Sure, baby, sure," Allen laughed, going to get the Vaseline jar on the 
dresser. Coming back and sitting down on the bed he began greasing her up 
for action. Then, he threw the jar on the floor and got behind her, and 
started inching his dick up her. 

"Easy-slow, now-" Betty insisted. 

"This will be groovy," I smiled, "both of us fucking you-how about that?" 

"Oh, this is nothing," Betty bubbled, "I've taken on three studs. I miss 
having a prick in my mouth to suck on." 

"You don't need a dick-you can suck tongues with me." 

"Alright, hot lover," she said breathlessly, pulling me tighter to her body. 
My lips crushed on her lips and soon we were going to town with a fast 
Frenching action. 

Allen gave one hard thrust and got himself in there. 

"Oh, Wow!" Betty exclaimed, "we're going to town now-got both of you in 
me-fuck away!!" 

I really dug the carefree way she accepted our screwing her. This made it 
all the more exciting. I saw no reason to act as if a screw was any big 
thing. It was perfectly normal for hot young studs like us to get our rocks 
off everyway we knew how. And using Betty's cunt and asshole were two 
beautiful ways to make it. I even imagine we had a third fucker ramming his 
juicy dick down her throat. It would turn me on to watch that action going 
on as well as my own fucking and somebody shoving it up her from behind. 

"The object is to fuck at the same tempo," Allen explained. I began timing 
my cockthrusts to Allen's driving penis. We were doing it smoothly now. 

"Fuck it," he panted, "fuck-fuck-ohhh, baby give that ass a good twist-ohhh, 
yes ... like that-keep it up." 

As Betty ground her ass around for Allen's cockthrusts, I felt her pussy 
pulling my prick tighter in hot circles. 

"How about that?" she glowed proudly. 

"You're a great grind," I assured her. "Just keep that ass twisting." 

"Ohhhhh, fuck it, fuck it," Allen gasped as he rammed his prick in to the 
hilt. 

Then, I couldn't hold it any longer. The hot sperm shot and she grasped it 
tighter in her cunt muscles, milking me as she ground around. 

"Ahhhh, ohhhh, I'm coming, I'm coming," I panted as I pushed it in. Now, 
Allen went to town. 

"Keep that backfield in motion-ohhh, yes-yes ... faster, faster, now-oh, 
wow!" 

Allen drove it in as he exploded in her asshole. His eyes reflected the wild 
excitement he felt as he finished fucking her. 

I didn't want to pull out. I was having too much fun feeling her cunt 
muscles clasp my prick. At last, we both slid out of her, and Betty smiled. 

"We should do this every week-wouldn't that be groovy?" 

"I'm for it," I nodded. 

"Me too-but we can't always count on my folks being out long enough for us 
to make it." 

"Maybe we could do it at my place," Betty smiled. "Mom is a good grind too." 

"Would your mother let us fuck her?" Allen asked eagerly. 

"That depends," Betty explained, "sometimes, she's so hot to fuck she'll let 
anybody screw her. Then, other times she's mean as hell and wouldn't let 
anybody lay it on her-" 

We took a shower together, and then got dressed. I drove home and all the 
way home I began thinking about giving my sister Jan a good screwing. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

"Where have you been?" Jan asked when I came in around one o'clock in the 
morning. 

"Oh, no place." 

"That doesn't answer my question, does it?" she said casually as she went on 
watching an old Bogart movie. 

"What show you looking at?" 

"The Maltese Falcon." 

"Maybe I'll watch it with you," I told her. I sat beside her on the sofa and 
I was glad she was wearing her flimsy pink nightgown. I could see the 
outline of her titties right through the material. She sure had a sexy body. 
I tried to pretend I was watching TV, as I stole glances at her beautiful 
body. But it didn't work. She noticed I was looking. 

"You horny for me?" Jan asked, as she continued watching the late-late show 
intently. 

"Maybe," I laughed. 

"You want to see me naked, don't you?" 

"How do you know so much?" 

"What do you think we do at our pajama parties?" she chuckled. 

"Where's Mom?" 

"Oh, she's out on a heavy date. Some rich cat at the office took her out to 
dinner and then they'll got to his pad and make out." 

"Why don't we go to your bedroom and watch the movie on your bedside TV?" 

"That's not a bad idea," she agreed. So, we both went to her bedroom and she 
surprised the hell out of me when she slid out of her nightgown and lay 
there bare ass naked. 

"Oh, wow!" I gasped, when I saw what a gorgeous set of knockers she had on 
her. "You've really got tits, haven't you?" 

"Want to suck on them?" she said nonchalantly, as she continued gazing at 
the TV. 

"You bet your sweet ass I do," I said, hopping up beside her. 

"That's not fair," she complained. 

"What's not fair?" 

"You've got to strip too-I want to see you naked." 

"Alright-but I hope to hell Mom doesn't come back-she'd kill us both if she 
caught us." 

"Oh, we can jump under the covers and say we're just watching the late-late 
show. She'd never suspect us." 

"You never can tell," I gulped nervously. I unbuttoned my shirt and threw it 
across the chair. Then I sat down and untied my shoes and slipped them off. 
Jan didn't pay any attention to me. She was too busy watching the show. But, 
when I got up and unzipped my pants and pulled them off, she started getting 
quite interested. My penis was bulging in my shorts and her eyes fastened on 
it. 

"You're a big boy now," she smiled. 

Stroking my prick in my shorts slowly, I enjoyed teasing her imagination. 

"Get those damn shorts off," she demanded, "I want to see how well hung you 
are!" 

"Slide them off," I said walking over to the bedside. 

"Can't you undress yourself?" 

"I can-but it's more fun when you do it for me," I told her bluntly. Her 
hands reached out, and she slowly eased the shorts down. But, when it came 
to getting my cock over the elastic band, she had to reach down and grasp my 
dong and pull them off with the other hand. 

"Ohhh, that feels good when you touch it," I told her. I stepped out of them 
and slid in bed with her. The moment our bodies touched I felt the sexual 
electricity surge through me. She did too, and we both began vibrating. 

"We've got to fuck," she said anxiously. "Want to sixty-nine?" 

"Sixty-who?" 

"Oh, you don't know anything, big brother," she laughed.. "Sixty-nine is 
when you eat my pussy, while I eat your prick!" 

"Alright," I agreed and Jan slid down to my dick. She picked it up quickly 
and started sucking. I got down between her legs and licked her slit. She 
didn't want just a lick, she wanted it sucked. 

"Come on and suck me," she demanded. I slid my tongue inside her and probed 
around. 

"Oh, brother, that's beautiful," she moaned, and this got me going better. 
When I knew I could make her turn-on like this I felt pride in my manhood. I 
grasped her buttocks and thrust my tongue as fast as I knew how in and out. 

"Not like that," she stopped me. "Go to it slowly-and keep the tongue going 
back and forth on my clit-" 

I slowed the tempo of my tongue thrusts and flicked it back and forth slower 
just like she told me to. I noticed this was pleasing her a lot more as she 
wiggled back slowly as my tongue excited her. Now, she was going to town on 
my prick, giving me the wildest head-job I'd ever had. 

She used her tongue effectively on the crown of my cock, making wide 
sweeping movements around it, and then going down to the base of my prick. 
She knew how to massage my nuts and keep sucking on the stick at the same 
time. I tried to hold back the sperm-load because I was enjoying this so 
immensely. 

"Ohhh, baby, suck-off," I gasped, when I knew I couldn't keep the juice from 
flowing into her hot mouth. She sucked harder and suddenly I felt myself 
going. "Ohhhh, baby, suck it-suck that cock-suck it off ... ohhhhh, 
beautiful ... beautiful...." 

Instantly, I went back to her cunt, anxious to bring her to a shattering 
climax, just as she'd done for me. 

I held her firmly, and buried my face in her snatch, thrusting my tongue 
smoothly in and out over her clit. The idea of nibbling her there hit me, 
and I bore down gently with my teeth. It did wonders for her. Suddenly, she 
wiggled and then she pressed back hard, and I felt her gush. 

"Suck my pussy-suck it, baby, suck it," she panted, as she pulled off my 
peter. 

I devoured her juices, thrilled to bring her happiness down where it counts. 
She'd certainly given me a wonderful climax, something I could never forget. 
My tongue kept licking her pussy, and she went back to licking the length of 
my shaft. 

"That was a beautiful cocksuck, sister," I told her. 

"See, baby, we can give each other a lot of kicks-but Mom would kill us-" 

"I know," I gulped, thinking of the one time I'd fucked her, and how she'd 
told me that was it. I heard the car driving up the driveway and I hustled 
back to bed, forgetting my clothes. Jan followed me and flung them on a 
chair. 

"That's all she'd have to do-find your clothes in my bedroom," she said 
nervously rushing out of the room and back down the hall. 

I didn't make a sound, and she didn't either. Mom came in and went to bed, 
and I fell fast asleep. I'd had a wonderful time of it, and looked forward 
to more sex with sister. She'd taken the time to teach me how to give a good 
fuck. This was what I needed to learn how to do-please a woman. And I was 
learning fast. I had a wild dream that night. I dreamt I was screwing Mom 
and my sister at the same time. It was a fantasy I wished could have been 
reality I guess, 'cause they say the subconscious surfaces in dreams. Maybe 
it does! Anyway, we were going to town on Mom's bed. Mom was eating my ass 
out, while Jan was gobbling my prick juice. The double sensations were 
fantastic. As I woke up in the morning I wished I could have two women; one 
sucking ass, the other sucking cock. Why not? Ass-sucking alone was a 
fantastic sensation-why not make it twice as great, with a good cock-suck? 

"Get up," Mom called out, "you can't stay in .bed all day-you ought to help 
me around the house on Sundays." 

"Yeah, Mom," I said, and rolled over. But she wouldn't let me get by with a 
thing. 

"Did you hear me?" she boomed again, "get up!" 

So I got up. I went to the kitchen, and wolfed down a big breakfast. Jan 
didn't show and I wondered where she was. 

"Where's Jan?" 

"She had a morning tennis date," Mom smiled. "I'm glad your sister is so 
athletic. She is quite a wholesome girl-loves her outdoor sports. Wish you 
did. You are too keen on indoor action for your own good." 

"Don't rap me, Mom-what do you want me to do?" 

"You could mow the lawn for one thing-" 

"For one thing?" I exploded, "how many things you got lined up? Sunday is a 
day of rest, don't make it a torture day!" 

"Really," she said grimly, "when I was a kid your age I volunteered to help 
my Mom with the washing. We just did it without asking ourselves if we 
wanted to-it was a job that had to be done." 

"Alright, already, I'll mow the lawn." 

So, she got me out there on Sunday, mowing up a storm while she cleaned the 
windows and carried on like we were on some kind of slave-schedule. When it 
was over I knew I needed a good shower and I stripped and went to the 
bathroom and turned on the shower. I hadn't been in the shower five seconds 
but she was in there. 

"What now? Want me to clean the bath room?" I snapped. 

"No," she announced, opening the shower door and staring at my prick. 

"Want to suck it?" 

"If you want me to," she said softly. 

"Okay, I'm horny-" 

I dried off and stepped into her bedroom. I was hardly prepared for her. She 
stood there naked and beautiful. Her generous sized tits with their round, 
red nipples gave me an instant hard-on. 

"Why don't we sixty-nine?" I smiled. 

"Alright," she said, "I guess there's nothing wrong in our having a little 
release-that's all it is-just a release of normal nervous tension." 

"Yeah," I said firmly. She was hot for my body and I wasn't interested in 
rationalizing our fuck. If she wanted a cock, I'd ram it to her, if she 
wanted moralizing, she could save it. I got on the bed and crouched at her 
crotch. She was eager to have me, as her hand grasped my mainstem quickly. 

"Suck me, Mom," I said matter-of-factly, as if it was an everyday 
occurrence. To me, it might as well have been for I was getting sucked into 
a whirlpool of sex at this point and I'd have fucked a bull's ass I was that 
hot to trot. 

Mom's mouth went over my penis, she sucked me smoothly. Soon, I felt it 
reaching to the back of her throat. Her mouth felt like hot velvet. 

"Oh, I like that-keep sucking-play with the balls! Yes ... and use your 
finger up my asshole." 

Mom's finger glided up my asshole, as her mouth glommed on my prick and she 
sucked in smooth, even strokes. I licked her slit, letting my tongue slowly 
tease her until her cunt was on fire for me to dip inside her. Finally, I 
let my tongue slide into her and soon we were going to town-on route 
sixty-nine. 

The bed thumped under our combined weight and our struggling action to bring 
our loads off at the right moment. 

"Ohhhh, Mom, suck me-suck me-ohhhh, ahhhh, I'm coming, I'm coming I gasped 
as my penis exploded in her mouth. She sucked it in as I twisted this way 
and that, lost in sexual ecstasy. Then, I turned back to her pussy and began 
licking at her snatch again. 

"Suck-suck-suck it," I demanded and she sucked the rest of my juices out. 
Then, my tongue thrust inside her and I wiggled it and nibbled on her clit. 
This got her going alright. She started coming, and I licked faster. 

"Ohhhh, now-now ... eat me-eat me," she demanded breathlessly, as she 
turned-on all the way. 

"Oh, Wow!" I smiled, as I pulled my tongue out of her pussy. "Nice warm 
lunch!" 

"You gave me a good load too," Mom smiled proudly, as she elapsed my cock in 
her hand, "I really enjoyed that, son." 

I got up off the bed and took another shower. Mom followed me later and then 
I cut out to see a movie. I'd heard so much about "Willard" and how the rats 
eat this guy in a basement I was dying to see it. The theater was so packed 
when I got there around five o'clock I didn't know if I wanted to go or not. 
But, I finally decided I should even if it meant sitting at the front of the 
place. It was a very good movie, and sure enough the rats made a good meal 
out of the leading man in that shock-scene at the end of the flick. I got my 
money's worth and then I went home. Mom fixed a real good spaghetti and meat 
balls dinner for me and everything seemed nice and normal. Sis was home too. 
I told her about the flick over dinner. 

"You oughta' see it, sis," I told her, "it is the best movie I ever seen in 
my life-it really is." 

"Well, I don't like it," Mom snapped. "We used to go to see Doris Day and 
Rock Hudson in those nice technicolor comedies and I think these flicks they 
show you kids nowadays are just too much." 

Jan put her two cents in, "Well, I think they ought to let us kids see the 
skin flicks-after all, there's nothing dirty about the human body." 

"I beg to disagree with you," Mom said, and I was getting sick of the 
hypocrisy. After all, she could screw up a storm and think nothing of 
it-with me too. But let sis talk about seeing a wholesome little nudie and 
she'd flip-out. I didn't want to talk about it anymore. I went out and 
watched TV. Jan read a book she took out of the school library and Mom 
busied herself in the kitchen. 

At school the next week Allen stopped me. "Say, Betty really digs you-thinks 
you're the most. She's invited us over to a little party at her place on 
Saturday night." 

"Sounds like fun to me," I told him. 

"I think it will be," he winked. 

I'll admit I couldn't wait for Saturday night to come. I checked with him 
about time and place and he told me that we could meet at his pad, and go 
over together. 

I drove over, and Mom would have to ask me where I was going. "Just over to 
Allen's house," I said casually. 

"I've heard lots of bad things about that one-the word is he's been trying 
marijuana "Well, he never tried it around me, Mom, so don't get yourself all 
worked up for nothing." 

"Alright, but try not to get home too late. I do worry about you-" 

"I'm sure," I smirked, being downright disgusted over her objecting to sis 
and I seeing movies she didn't approve of. As if anybody would approve of 
her screwing me. That's the way it is though-people are so damned warped. 

When I pulled up to Allen's house, he came bounding out and told me, "We'll 
go in your car-okay?" 

"Sure, hop in," I told him, anxious to get the show on the road. 

"What's the bag you've got there?" 

"That's why I was rushing out-booze. I didn't want my Dad to spot me running 
out of the house with this bag 'cause he'd get suspicious, check the bar and 
blame me." 

"You direct me-I don't have any idea where Betty lives," I told him. 

"On the other side of town," he said, "she's real poor. Her mom has to 
hustle 'cause welfare doesn't give them enough." 

"That's nice," I smiled. "What does her Mom look like?" 

"I hear she's not bad-of course she's old-thirty or more, but she's 
stacked-I hear anyway." 

When we pulled up to Betty's small house I got a load of her Mom. The word 
was right-she was stacked. Betty had told us we could have a nice little 
homey orgy, but I thought she had to be kidding. As we walked up the steps 
and I saw her Mom come toward us, I wasn't so sure she was kidding after 
all. 

"Hi, Jeff-Hi, Allen-meet Mom." 

"Hi-what good looking men they're making nowadays." 

"What sexy mamas," I smiled. 

"I think I'm going to like you," she laughed. Allen took out the bottles and 
she looked at them. 

"Vodka and Bourbon-what a good boy ... I'm very thirsty-how about you, 
honey?" she asked looking at Betty. 

"I could stand a vodka gimlet-mix one for me, Mom." 

"Sure, luv-what would you tigers like?" 

"Bourbon and seven for me," I told her. 

"I'm a bourbon man too," Allen chimed in. "Well, Betty and I are on vodka-so 
that'll take care of that." 

She fixed the drinks and after we were both getting stoned, she said, "Betty 
tells me you two young men are real studs. Is she right?" 

"I can prove she's right," I smiled. 

"You need another drink," she grinned, and quickly got up to fix me another 
one. 

"I need another one too," Allen announced. "Oh, I wouldn't neglect you," she 
smiled. Soon we were all drinking. Betty closed the door and pulled the 
shades. Then, her Mom smiled and suggested, "Let's go to the bedroom-we can 
be more comfortable there." 

"Sure," Allen nodded, "I never refuse an invitation to a sharp chick's 
bedroom." 

"I'm sure you don't," she winked. Once inside her bedroom, she put on a 
color wheel that cast different colors on the walls. Next, she turned on a 
stereo and from a couple speakers in the comers, the sexy sound of the 
drum-beat made me so hot I couldn't wait to fuck her. 

When Betty finished stripping and stood next to her naked Mom I flipped out. 
They were both really sexy women. 

"You look more like sisters," Allen complimented them. 

"What do you have in mind?" I gulped, anxious to find out how the four of us 
would fuck. 

"The cartwheel," she laughed. "That's why I have this king-size bed-isn't it 
great?" 

We all got on the bed, and I grabbed her hips and got my tongue sliding up 
and down her slit. She grabbed for Allen's pecker-meat and began sucking him 
off. Then, I felt Betty's mouth on my dong. Our cartwheel was complete. 

It was a groovy idea. I enjoyed thrusting my tongue in and out of her hot 
snatch, while Betty sucked me off. She sure liked Allen's dong. Her head 
bobbed up and down on his joy-stick like she was going to devour it. And he 
had his mouth fastened on Betty's cunt. The music added something to our 
fuck as did the color wheel with its patterns of light flashing across the 
walls in blue, green and red. 

After a while, we developed a tempo. I could see she was sucking at the same 
speed Betty was. I tried to match their heads bobbing with my 
tongue-thrusts, hoping we could make it a four-way orgasm. 

I watched Allen eating Betty. It was a beautiful sight to see him going down 
on her. The total lack of inhibitions was what I dug the most. Our bodies 
were clinging to each others' genitals, but one thought in mind-pleasure. 

But, as she built her speed on my dong I had to increase the pace of my 
tongue thrusts. 

Then, I jabbed it down her throat, not caring if I did shoot my wad. I was 
so hot I had to let it fly. It came in one hot spasm of sperm hurtling down 
her throat. And then I saw Allen gobbling down Betty's cunt. I sucked on her 
Mom's pussy and Betty wiggled her ass all over the place. After the four of 
us were spent we just lay there. 

"Don't you ever go down?" Betty smiled at me. 

"Not first time round!" I assured her. 

Then, her Mom suggested something, "You ought to let Betty give you a good 
ass fuck-you ever fuck a chick up the ass?" 

"No, but I'd sure like to try it." 

"Betty, let him," her Mom said, slapping her playfully on the butt. Betty 
immediately got on all fours. I got behind her, and Mom handed me some 
lubricant. I squeezed the tube and got some on my dick, and then greased her 
asshole. 

"Just take it easy," Betty turned to tell me. "If you ease it in-I can take 
it-but none of that fast stuff." 

"Okay," I nodded. Then, I edged the head of my penis up her asshole. By 
going at it slowly I managed to get the whole prick up there. She really dug 
it because the moment I shoved it in, she wiggled as if she enjoyed it. 

"You're riding her, Jeff," her Mom smiled proudly, "isn't my little girl a 
good grind?" 

"She sure is," I said, shoving it in to the hilt and letting my balls bounce 
on the edge of her butt. 

"Chum your ass for him," Allen advised her. Betty swung her ass around, and 
sure enough it was a sensational feeling. I instinctively rammed it up her 
asshole and teased it in and out in short, hard thrusts. 

"You're groovy," she panted as she kept grinding her ass for me. It was too 
much. I couldn't maintain this speed for long. I drove it harder and harder 
and she kept her hips swinging for me. 

"Fuck it, fuck it good," I demanded. Her ass swung around in a great grind 
and I really enjoyed giving it to her. "That's it-beautiful-fuck it, 
fuck-ohhh, ahhh, I'm creaming baby, I'm creaming-" 

Her tight ass muscles milked my pecker. I kept shooting it up there, and she 
kept grabbing it. I slapped her butt, I got that turned on. 

"Ahhhh, ohhhh, baby, that's beautiful-it's fantastic up your asshole-you 
really got a super ass-fuck, baby!" 

"My little girl is fantastic, and I taught her all she knows," her Mom said, 
giving me a slap on the bare ass. Allen was hot to try it on her. 

"Let me ram it up your ass," Allen said, and she agreed to give it to him. 
Getting on the bed on all fours, she eagerly arched her ass up to him. Allen 
took the tube and gave himself a good lube-job, and then he rammed it up 
there. 

"Ohhhh, you're real tight," he told her, "you've got a fantastic ass-keep 
moving it, grind it!" 

Betty's Mom was a marvel. She kept her ass revolving around Allen's 
thrusting dick, and he kept jabbing it to her. His hands began slapping her 
buttocks roughly and I thought she'd have a fit. She didn't. She thanked 
him, "Ohhh, baby, you're a wild man-I like it rough ... treat mama mean!" 

This excited Allen all the more. He got beet red and began slapping her bare 
buttocks as he rammed his hard dick all the way in. His ass quivered he got 
so turned-on. 

"Fuck it, damnit, fuck it," he gasped, slamming it to her, "ohhh, yes ... I 
never had it so good-grind, baby, grind. Ohhhh, now-faster ... one more time 
... ohhhh, yes, yes!" 

Then, he came. His head rolled back and forth, his cock drove up there and 
he exploded in her asshole. 

"Hot Mama," he panted, as he pushed, "you got my cock on fire in that 
ass-you know that?" 

"You sure did ram it up there," she smiled, as she turned to see him all 
excited, and sweating. Slowly, he eased his dong out of her hole. 

"You should see what Mama can do with Rex," Betty giggled. 

"Oh, you shouldn't talk about that," she objected. 

"Why not?" Betty giggled. "Rex is a real groovy cocksman." Then, she went 
out of the bedroom and returned a few moments later with a big Great Dane. 

"I told you, Betty-don't get Rex involved." 

"You mean you fuck dogs?" I gulped. 

"You see, Betty-they'll think I'm demented if I screw a dog-and anyway I 
only do that for stag shows." 

"Oh, Mama-they're not uptight over you and Rex fucking. Give Rex a good 
screw-okay?" 

"Alright," she agreed reluctantly. "Rex, baby-come over here and give Mama 
what she needs." 

Rex ran over to the bed and jumped on it. He was horny to get his rocks off 
and Mama did seem to dig the dog. She reached down to his tool and jerked it 
back and forth until he got a huge hard on. Then, she spread her legs. 

"Baby, put your paws on Mama's shoulders," she smiled. Rex obediently put 
his dog-paws on her shoulders, and her hand went down to his prick. 
Carefully, she guided the dog into her slit. He slid in smoothly and then 
she began giving him a good hot fuck. 

I watched the dog and sure enough he seemed to be getting a big charge out 
of screwing her. He let his tongue hang out, and looked at us like he was 
smiling. 

"Fuck, Mama, Rex-fuck her good," Betty grinned, thoroughly enjoying the 
screwing spectacle of Rex shoving his meat in her Mom. She enjoyed it so 
much in fact she reached down and began diddling herself. Allen followed 
suit and began pumping on his pecker. I got an instant hard on and I began 
jerking-off too. 

"Oh, Wow!" I panted, as I saw the dog get heated up and slam it home. "He's 
going to town-and so are we!" 

"Fuck me, Rex," she asked, her face reddening with excitement and sexual 
frenzy as the dog screwed her. 

"Look at that tiger go, will ya'?" Allen asked, eagerly pulling his pecker 
meat faster and faster. 

"I told you, I had some sweet Mama," Betty giggled, diddling herself. I 
jerked faster and faster, anxious to make it shoot when the dog shot his 
rocks off in her cunt. 

"Ohhhh, he's coming, he's coming," she groaned, turning her head this way 
and that and rolling her eyes as the dog shot his thick load in her cunt. 
Her cunt clutched at the dog's dick and squeezed out the juice. It was a 
beautiful experience for them. But, once the dog got his dong off, he 
quickly pulled his meat out of her snatch. She just lay there limp. 

"I'm there," Allen exclaimed as his dick juiced. 

"Let me eat it, don't waste it," she insisted, and Allen quickly straddled 
her and shoved his meat into her mouth. She gobbled his juices down 
excitedly, and then I was ready to shoot and Betty was just as anxious to 
make it as I was. She sucked my cock, and devoured every drop of cum. I 
really did enjoy having my cock sucked off now. I didn't ever want to settle 
for hand-jobs when I'd discovered how much more exciting it could be like 
this. 

Allen pulled out of her mouth, and got off the bed. "I guess we better 
split," he said edgily, for the first time showing a bit of strain over our 
strange orgy. 

"You can take a shower in there if you want to," Betty said, pointing to the 
bathroom. 

"Oh, alright," he said, "which towel do I use?" 

"Any towel in there is okay." 

I followed Allen into the shower. 

"I guess we can both use it," he said, "it's a big shower!" 

"Can I trust you?" I chuckled. 

"You sure can, buddy boy-I'm all man," he said, stepping into the shower he 
was adjusting. We soaped each other down and the water cleaned us off. We 
got out of there, dried off and returned to the bedroom. Betty's Mom was 
dressed now and so was Betty. We got dressed and went into the living room. 

"Can I fix you anything?" Betty asked. 

"No-no, better not-we've got to drive," I said. 

"Alright," her Mom smiled sadly, "I guess you kids must think I'm a pretty 
awful person-" 

"Hell, no," Allen shot back quickly, "you're groovy, you'd make any man 
turn-on." 

"Well, I got started young," she said bitterly. "I came from a good family 
too-but there was this pimp who turned me on and we had sex-that's how I got 
Betty." 

"You mean you've had to bring her up all alone?" 

"Yes, Jeff," she said quietly, "all alone-it hasn't been easy. But I wasn't 
going to give her away to anybody. I made my living the only way I knew 
how." 

"And Mom used to do real well-until this-" 

"Until all the women began passing pussy out free, and it put a lot of 
chicks who hustled out of business-too bad because it isn't right. The 
morals have really slipped. And nowadays you can hardly distinguish between 
a wholesome housewife who swaps on weekends with a hustler like me who works 
the dirty stag circuit." 

"You mean you put on show?" 

"Damned good ones too-Rex and me, Betty and me-and sometimes they like a man 
and two chicks-whatever. The pay is good and it keeps everybody happy, and 
eating. That's important-I don't believe in welfare when I can work." 

"I'll give you credit for that," I said quietly. "A lot of people won't do 
any kind of work they want everything given to them." 

"Mama's always worked," Betty said proudly, "and I'm not ashamed of her or 
me or even Rex for that matter," she laughed. 

"Why should you be?" I smiled, "You, and your Mom and Rex bring happiness 
and pleasure to people. I see no reason you should feel shame for that." 

"I only wish more people could look at life with the maturity you do," 
Betty's Mom nodded grimly. "The men we perform for at the Stag Smokers are 
the first ones to put on phony fronts with their wives. They'd never tell 
their wives what they enjoy watching us do. Sometimes they even leap on 
stage and get into the act." 

"They do?" I gulped. 

"Sure, men got horny watching. They love to watch and if they're boozed up 
enough they've got to get into the act. So, they do!" 

"Doesn't that upset you?" 

"No," she smiled nervously, "I'll tell you my secret!" 

"Aw, you don't have to tell us," Allen said, obviously anxious to split the 
scene now that he'd gotten his rocks off. 

"See this," she said, putting out her arm and raising her sleeve. I looked 
closely and saw needle pricks in her skin. 

"Mom means she gets high," Betty said grimly, "and I don't like it. It costs 
her plenty-and if she'd never gotten hooked we could live in a real sharp 
pad." 

"Lots of things would be nice if they could be-but that's life, baby," she 
smiled at her daughter foggily. 

Suddenly I realized. She was a drugged woman. She'd do anything with anybody 
because all her moral scruples had vanished with her drug-taking. 

"Well, we really have to go ... my Mom will be wondering where in hell I've 
been," I said, "thanks, though-we had a groovy time-and good luck to you." 

"Yeah-thanks-and good luck." Allen said curtly, obviously more anxious than 
ever to split the scene. We walked out of that place and I had a horrible 
feeling sweep over me. I knew she couldn't live long carrying on with drugs, 
and dogs and stag orgies. Poor Betty would be left alone, and the thought of 
her facing the world with such a lurid past grabbed me in the guts. We got 
in the car, and I zoomed off. 

"What a whore she is," Allen erupted, as if he could hardly wait to lash 
into her. 

"What are you talking about?" I demanded. "That cheap tramp," he smirked, 
"God, if I'd ever known she fucked dogs, I sure as hell wouldn't have stuck 
my cock in her." 

"What difference does it make?" I demanded. "A dirty dog-fucker," he 
snarled, "I'm not going to screw everything with a hole in it-I'm no freak!" 

"She isn't either," I defended her. 

"She is too-she screws her own daughter. I never knew Betty was a 
motherfucker either-or I wouldn't have asked her for a piece of ass in the 
first place." 

"You some saint?" I snapped, suddenly enraged to think of what he'd be 
calling me if he knew I'd balled my own Mom. 

"No, but I got some principles," he said angrily. "Why, you some creep 
who'll do anything with anybody?" 

"I'm no creep, buddy-but a good piece of tail is all I want when I screw a 
woman. I don't have to know her past history and approve of everything she's 
ever done to enjoy fucking with her." 

"Aw, hell-look what she's done to her own daughter-wrecked her life. Do you 
think Betty can ever have a normal life after all she's been through with 
her own Mom?" 

"Maybe," I said, defending not only Betty and her Mom, but secretly 
defending my own sex relations with my own Mom. 

"You're off your rocker," he said, "so help me God, you're cracking 
up-better get you to a head-shrinker fast. Next thing I know you'll be 
telling me it's okay to ball your Mom, and screw your sister." 

That got me in the guts. I slapped him across the face. He socked me in the 
guts. I parked the car. 

"You want to fight?" 

"I don't want to hurt you," Allen smirked. "Anytime, buddy, you think you 
can take me on-I'm ready to prove to you, you can't." 

"Aw, knock it off-they'll throw us in Juvenile if they catch us out here on 
the highway fighting. I don't want to cool off in the Cooler-do you mind?" 

"Okay?" I said, "but keep your lip zippered till I drop you off-okay?" 

"I read you," he said evenly. 

We didn't talk all the way back to his pad. When I pulled up to his place, I 
said, "Thanks!" 

"Don't thank me," he said, "I wouldn't have gone there tonight if I knew how 
far out of their gourds they both are." 

He got out, slammed the door, and I gunned the engine and sped off in the 
night. It had been some evening. I got a chance to see first-hand how an 
average guy, a normal guy would look at me if he knew I'd screwed my Mom and 
sister. It was a sinister, slimy feeling, and I felt dirty. I turned on the 
car radio to get some music to distract me from my own troubled thoughts. 
But, it didn't work. Nothing worked. I put the car in the garage, went 
quietly into the house and went to bed. But, my sleep was troubled too. I 
tossed and turned and kept hearing Allen laughing at me as he said, "Hey, 
Buddy, I hear you're a motherfucker-aw, man-how come you got so twisted-? 
Bet you'd even try it with your sister! Motherfuckers will do anything, 
anything-anything! 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

When I got up the next day I still felt exhausted and tired. My mind working 
all night hadn't helped. But, I made up my mind. I wasn't going to fuck 
anymore with Mom or my sister. The idea of being twisted, warped, or out of 
my gourd was enough to make me get back on the track. My decision worked 
beautifully for two weeks. Then, came the weekend Jan was gone with her club 
at school. She was staying overnight and Mom looked at me with that same 
longing look she had the first time we made it in the sack. 

"You ought to go to bed pretty soon," she said quietly. 

"Yeah," I said, deliberately not commenting further, hoping she would catch 
on I wasn't going to fuck her again-ever. 

I went to bed a few minutes later and tried to go to sleep. I read a 
detective story and hoped that would do the trick, but it didn't. Finally, I 
fell off to sleep and the next thing I knew I felt something wet on my 
prick. I looked down and Mom was sucking on my dong. 

"Oh, Mom," I complained, "can't you leave me alone?" But I didn't protest 
for long. Soon, she had my prick up hard and rock-ready. Then, without 
saying a word, she threw the covers back and straddled me, slipping her cunt 
down over my dick. 

"Baby, you need this," she insisted, "give me a good fuck-come on-fuck me!" 

I reached up and pinched her beautiful boobs. She liked that and threw her 
head this way and that as I drove my dick up inside her. 

"Give-give baby, give," I gasped as I rammed it to her. Her cunt grasped my 
rod, and she smiled. 

"I'll snap my pussy for you-" 

"You'll do what?" 

"Snap it-men like to have their woman snap their pussy on their pricks. It's 
a beautiful sensation and I'll show you how it's done." 

With precision, she locked her cunt around my cock and squeezed. The 
thrilling sensations that flashed through my cock were fantastic. She 
released it, and then repeated this "puss snapping" motion. 

"Keep that up, hot mama," I panted as I pushed my dick to her. 

"Yes, yes, tiger!" she gasped, as she let her cunt clasp it, release it, and 
clasp it again. I'd never gotten so turned on when I fucked before. Mom did 
have technique in her tail and she sure knew how to use it. 

"Ohhh, man, that's it, wrap your cunt around my prick-yes-faster, Mom, 
faster," I gasped as my hands reached up to grapple with her titties. She 
liked it, and so did I. 

"Oh, you're on fire tonight," she glowed down at me. "You never fucked me 
like this before-you've got it!" 

"Fuck-fuck-fuck-off!!" I gasped as my hands reached back to guide her 
buttocks as she twisted her ass around my prick. "Ohhhh, Momma, Momma, I'm 
coming-I'm coming," I gasped excitedly as my dick unloaded in her gash. She 
came too-right on target. 

"Beautiful," she panted softly, as she finished milking me. Then, she slid 
off me, and went to the bathroom and did her thing and came back. 

"I'm still hard," I grinned, almost embarrassed by the prick that wouldn't 
go down. 

"That's good," she said, "I'll suck it off,-I'll show you how to use the 
tongue to turn a man on. 

She started licking my forehead, worked over to my ears. Her tongue flicking 
in and out of my ears tickled me, and then she proceeded down my face and 
her lips met mine. Soon, our tongues were inter-locked in a hot Frenching 
session. Next, she let her tongue slip down my body to my prick. She licked 
it, but moved on down each leg and went for my toes. 

"That's fantastic," I told her. "Really fantastic!" She took each toe in her 
mouth and sucked on it. It sent shivers up my legs, and made my ass quiver. 
Next, she slid a pillow under my buttocks. 

"Now, lift your legs," she insisted, "and hold them up for me while I give 
you a good rimming." 

Sure enough, her slippery tongue flicked all around my tight asshole. It did 
feel fantastic. Mom knew how to do everything-and do it better than I'd ever 
had it done before. Her tongue stiffened and she slid it smoothly in and out 
of my asshole. It was very exciting, and I couldn't help it if my ass 
quivered in the excitement. Then, she took each ball in her mouth and sucked 
on it. Her hand reached up to stroke my pecker-meat while she sucked my 
nuts. 

This had to be the ultimate sex trip-ass suck, ball-suck, and cock-suck-the 
complete thrill-route. 

"Oh, you're driving me out of my gourd, Mom-cop your mouth on my 
prick-fast-I'm almost there." 

The thought of her missing eating my juice got her back on my joystick and 
quick. She went down to the base of it, and massaged my balls while she 
sucked. Shoving a finger up my asshole, and eating my prick at the same time 
was groovy. I reached down to push her head over my dong. 

"Suck it-suck it off," I demanded, and she glommed on it and sucked up a 
storm. "Faster, Mom, faster! Oh ... now, now, you're sucking-suck-suck, suck 
it ... eat the juice! Ahh, ohhhhh, suck that cock off." 

I held her down, pinned tightly to my prick, as I exploded a good load of 
cum in her mouth. She gobbled it down eagerly. 

She stayed on my dong till it tickled. 

"Hey, Mom-move it," I chuckled, "you're tickling me-you drained it. " 

Begrudgingly, she slid her mouth off it, and then I decided I should lick 
her all over just like she did to me. 

"How about it?" I laughed, "want me to give you a body job?" 

"Oh, Jeff, baby, I'd love it," she said, flipping over on her back. I tried 
to remember how she did it. I began kissing her forehead, moving to each 
ear, inserting my tongue in and swishing it around. Then, I kissed her mouth 
and we tongue-fucked for a few seconds until I slid down to her titties. 
Once I glommed onto her tits, her hands stroked through my head. She 
obviously dug this action. Applying my mouth like a suction cup I sucked 
away and nibbled at her tits. Next, I slid down to her crotch, and kissed 
her cunt, but didn't stop there. Moving down each leg with my tongue, I 
grasped her feet and sucked on her toes. 

Her body quivered in sexual excitation just like I had when I sucked her 
toes. I guess there is much more excitation in the toes when you suck on 
them than most people ever dream of. But, I returned quickly to her crotch, 
and slid the pillow under her buttocks. 

"Lift your legs, Mom," I smiled up at her. 

"Yes, baby," she nodded, and with her legs upraised I got down there and 
licked away at her asshole. Letting my tongue flick in and out of her 
asshole I managed to give her a groovy ass-licking. 

"Ohhh, baby, you're right-on," she panted as my tongue swirled around her 
tight asshole. Next, I stiffened my tongue just as she had done and thrust 
it quickly back and forth, back and forth. She wiggled her butt when I did 
this, and I kept my tongue flapping around there. She spread for me and I 
thrust my tongue up there. Her pussy tasted mighty good. She sure knew how 
to please me. She had filled it with honey and I was licking the 
delicious-tasting honey out of her snatch. 

"Ohhhh, baby, suck it-suck Mama's pussy, suck it," she moaned as her body 
twisted in delight. It was a wild ride, and I enjoyed it immensely. 

As my tongue stabbed her gash, she pivoted on it. I kept jabbing it to her 
and she kept her ass wiggling. "Eat my cunt-eat it-eat it up-ohhhhh, 
ahhhhh!" She juiced. The honey mingled with her cum and I had a mixed pussy 
drink. And what a fabulous drink it was. I sucked it all in, and she lifted 
her pelvis to help me. When I'd finished eating her out, she lay back on the 
bed, groaning, and gasping, "Ohhh, Jeff-let me hold you ... let me hold 
you." 

I wrapped my arms around her and she reached down to grip my butt and 
squeeze. 

"You know just how to turn me on. Nobody ever gave me the thrills you 
do-that was fantastic-ohhh, baby, that was beautiful." 

We slept like this, and the next morning I awoke with her resting on my arm. 

"We'd better do something about that," Mom smiled, reaching down to grasp my 
penis. It was rock-hard and ready to go. 

"This time I'd like to be on top," I told her, "I think that's the best 
position." 

"That's what your father always thought," she grinned. 

She rolled over, and spread. I threw back the covers, and Mom suggested, 
"watch in the mirror-it's always a lot of fun to watch the action!" 

Side-glancing I did look in the mirror and Mom was right. As I watched 
myself slide my prick into her, it was exciting to see it happen. 

Once inside her, her cunt grabbed my prick and held on tight. 

"Fuck it," she gasped eagerly, her hands scratching at my back, and reaching 
down to knead my buttocks as I pumped it to her. "Fuck-fuck-fuck me!" 

"Yes, Mama!" I smiled as I rammed my rod up her. She enjoyed it too. I kept 
it thrusting up there and she was giving it a good massage. Then, I felt her 
sliding a finger up my asshole, guiding me as I fucked away. 

"Right-on," I chuckled, "yes-yes! That's how it's done. Fuck 
it-fuck-fuck-fuck it off!" 

Ramming it in and out, I built to climax. Her finger fucking my asshole was 
a good addition to the sensations flashing through my prick. 

"When I stab it to the right, you follow my lead," I told her. 

"Okay," she agreed. 

And then I came, shooting in her cunt as she pulled her finger out of my 
asshole and let both hands grasp my buttocks and she shoved up. 

"Beautiful," I moaned as I felt myself shooting. I pressed down with my 
chest on her tits and she pressed back to meet my driving thrusts. 

Milking my dick, she kissed me all over the face. 

"Stop it, Mom, stop it," I laughed as I eased my joint out of her snatch. 
She looked up at me longingly, "Son, I've really got to hand it to you-you 
know how to make a woman happy." 

"I'm glad," I grinned, "now, how about a man-sized breakfast-I'm starved." 

"Coming up," she said, rising off the bed, and going to the bathroom to 
clean up. When she finished, I soaked in the tub, luxuriating in the hot 
water. A brisk, cold shower and I was ready for breakfast. We had pancakes 
and eggs, and bacon and pineapple. She poured it on that day. 

"I-I don't feel guilty," she explained over coffee after breakfast. "Sex is 
hurled at you kids from all sides. The flicks, the TV ads, 
magazines-everywhere-sex, sex sex. Even in the schools they're telling you 
kids how to use your sex organs. So, it stands to reason everybody's going 
to be fucking-or most everybody. And I think I'm saving you from a lot of 
disease and disillusionment. You can't tell what kind of rotten people 
you'll run into if you just try to get a little sex action. I'm teaching you 
how to please a woman, and taking care of you at the same time." 

"Well, that's the way I saw it a long time ago," I told her quite frankly. 
"I'm not keen on going on a cunt hunt and finding some dirty little dame to 
screw-I'd much rather get my rocks off at home-with you. But, everybody 
doesn't have a sexy mama!" 

"You flatter me and I love it," she smiled. "You really do! Well, I'll admit 
I have tried to keep my shape. My breasts are almost as firm as Jan's are. 
They don't sag." 

"No, they don't-but Jan is younger." 

"Have you been examining her tits?" Mom demanded. 

"No, but I can tell-even under a sweater." 

"Just keep your observations confined to under the sweater," Mom warned me. 
"Girls are different. Before they are sexually awakened they don't need sex 
like men do." 

"I agree-but once they get their pussy trained, they're balls of 
fire-right?" 

"Well, yes and no!" 

"What do you mean-yes and no?" 

"No, if a woman discovers she doesn't have what it takes. Yes, if she finds 
out she knows how to please a man. Then, she wants to keep proving what a 
pleasure-pot she has going between her legs." 

"So, you're telling me you've made a lot of men turn-on?" 

"I guess I've had my quota," she smiled proudly. 

"As long as you made them happy and nobody was raping anybody, I guess 
there's nothing wrong with it." 

"I'm real proud of you," Mom nodded, "So many people aren't that 
sophisticated." 

Just then the door opened, and Jan came gliding in. 

"Hi, honey," Mom smiled, "I wasn't expecting you back so soon." 

"Oh, it was a drag," she complained, "I wanted to split the scene and I got 
Cathy Davis to drive me home." 

"That's nice-you look tired honey, didn't you get any sleep?" 

"Oh, at those pajama parties they talk all night." 

"You're sure no boys were there," Mom said, suddenly becoming strict and 
puritanical. 

"How many times do I have to tell you, no!" Jan shouted. "It's a girl's club 
function-can't you get that straight?" 

"You're cross as a bear. You'd better go right to bed," Mom said quickly. 
Jan gave me a bleary-eyed look and yawned, "I guess I'd better." 

She went to her room and Mom excused herself, "I've got to go to the store 
and buy some food for dinner-why don't you do some of your homework now. I'm 
sure you could improve on some of those grades. " 

"Aw, heck-I wanted to watch a football game on TV." 

"Knock it off," Mom said grimly, "The only course you got A in was Sex 
Education. You've got to get better grades if you ever hope to go to 
college." 

"Maybe I'm not college material." 

"They have open dorms, and beautiful chicks, and with the pill-college is 
one big thrill." 

"Hey, you've convinced me-I'll do my homework-sounds like an orgy." 

When Mom was safely out of the house I slipped into Jan's room and asked 
her, "Hey, Jan-tell me about last night," 

"Oh, it was awful," she complained. 

"Wild, huh!" 

"Bet your sweet ass it was," she fumed. "They had a big old cocksucking 
circle and all us chicks had to blow the cats. Then, we reversed and they 
ate our pussies. I really don't dig that. I mean, one big black kid had such 
a huge thing I thought sure he'd choke me when he shoved it down my throat. 
Really! There ought to be a law against any man having twelve inches-and big 
and thick and round. That's no fun. That's agony." 

"Sorry you got the biggest cock shoved down your throat," I broke up 
laughing. 

"You don't sound sorry," she smirked, "what did you do?" 

"Stayed home and jerked myself." 

"Too bad, I'm great at giving hand-jobs." 

"Is that right?" I smiled, unzipping my pants and pulling out my prick. "How 
about demonstrating?" 

She took my dick in her hand and began slowly stroking it back and forth. At 
the same time, she reached in and fished out my balls. 

"You're right-you've got talent in that hand," I assured her. "Keep 
pumping-I'll play with your titties while you jerk my prick off." I 
unfastened her blouse and her tits were not bra-enclosed. They jutted out, 
eager for me to play with their erect nipples. 

"That feels good," she smiled. 

Her hand moved faster. 

"Oh, baby, that's beautiful," I told her. "Ohhhh, come on and jerk it 
baby-that's how I like it-faster!" 

Her hand pumped it faster, and faster, and I pinched on her titties while 
she pumped my meat. 

"Baby, don't let all that good juice go to waste." She looked down at my 
dick, and put her mouth over the head of it. I slid inside her and she 
started sucking. 

"Yes-yes-that's it-suck my prick-suck it off, hear? Ohhhh, baby, now '-now 
we're groovin'." 

I slid it back and forth, letting my balls bounce on her chin as she sucked 
me smoothly. Her tongue had gone around plenty of pricks. I knew she knew 
how to give good head and this excited me all the more as I imagined all the 
other men she'd sucked off in her sweet, young mouth. 

"Eat it-eat my dick," I demanded, as it exploded in her mouth. The sticky 
cum flashed out my prick, and she couldn't gobble it all. Some of it 
trickled down the sides of her mouth. But, she tried. Her hand went up to 
hold it tightly in place as she licked her lips, trying to get every drop of 
it. 

"Oh, baby, that's beautiful-I like it, I like it," I panted as she sucked on 
me. When she was through I eased out, making sure I complimented her plenty 
so she'd blow me when I needed it. 

"If Mom wasn't going to be back in a few seconds from the supermarket I'd 
eat your pussy," I chuckled. 

"I wish she wasn't around here at all," Jan said evenly. "Sometimes she 
gives me the creeps. I don't know why, but I just can't stand her 
sometimes-and I should hate myself for talking that way about my own Mom. " 

Mom came back and I was safely watching TV. We had a good dinner and she 
wasn't one bit the wiser. The days sped by and I got to know a lot more 
about sex from Mom. One night she tried something weirdo I'll never forget. 

"Baby," she smiled, "how would you like to learn the most sophisticated ways 
of sex tonight?" 

"Is Jan gone?" 

"Yes," she smiled. "She has a heavy date! She told me she'd be gone until 
about two, but I didn't worry when she promised me she wouldn't let anybody 
do a thing to her unless she took the pill." 

"That's nice!" 

"It really is," Mom smiled, as she started to undress. I took off my shorts, 
unzipped my pants and soon I was naked as a jaybird. She noted my prong 
sticking out and came over and squeezed it. 

"My, but you're a big boy," she smiled. Then, she went over to the dresser 
to take out some thing. All of a sudden I recognized what she was holding in 
her hands. 

"That's a plastic pecker," I chuckled. "You use that instead of a banana?" 

She laughed with me. "These things can do a lot of good, so don't knock 
them," she chuckled. The plastic penis was fastened to some thick black 
straps and Mom was strapping it on her hips. When she had it on, I couldn't 
help break up laughing. 

"Looks funny, but feels fantastic if you know how to use it," she grinned. 

"And you know?" I asked her. 

"Bet your sweet ass I do," she winked. "Just get up there on the bed on all 
fours and I'll show you how it's done." 

"Oh, No," I complained, "I'm not going to let you ram that big thing up my 
tender asshole." 

"I promise I'll give you a lube job first," she giggled. She went to the 
bathroom and got a jar of vaseline and rubbed it all over the head of the 
plastic prick. Then, she got on the bed behind me and ran her fingers around 
my asshole with the grease. Next, she got behind me and parted my 
ass-cheeks. 

"Don't kill me with it," I insisted. "Remember it's my asshole you're 
screwing with that mechanical gadget." 

"I'll try, son," she smiled. Then, she eased the pecker up my ass. At first 
I thought she'd split me in half as the plastic prick slid past my tight 
anal ring. But once she had it inside there I didn't mind at all. She gave 
it a good hard thrust and I grabbed it tightly. 

"Feels good, Mom-not bad!" 

"See, baby, there are all kinds of thrills if you use a little imagination 
when you're fucking." She bent over and her tits touched my back, and then 
she pressed down hard. It felt groovy to feel her tits hard on me. Next, she 
reached for my dong and began stroking me while she was fucking me at the 
same time. 

"Who taught you all this stuff?" I demanded. "Oh, I've been around," she 
panted as she pushed it in and out of my butt. 

Next, she slid out and told me, "Lie on your back, baby and I'll show you 
something really wild." 

Flipping over, I looked up at her and she did look comical with that big old 
pecker sticking out. 

"What should I do now?" 

"I'm going to give you a real screwing baby, just do as I tell you. Throw 
your legs over my shoulders. That's how we'll begin." 

I threw my legs up over her shoulders. She was a tempting sight with those 
magnificent tits hanging down there, and then I caught on what she had in 
mind. She parted my ass-cheeks and slowly drove her dildo up my asshole. 

"Ohhh, Mama!" I panted as she slid inside me. My ass had been stretched now 
to accommodate her driving dildo and I enjoyed it intensely. But, she was 
angling her head down and suddenly I saw what she had in mind. 

"I read you, you're going to give me a blow-job and an ass fuck at the same 
time," I told her excitedly. "That'll be groovy." 

She slid the dildo in and out, in and out and then her mouth glommed down on 
my prick. The sensation was fabulous. I rammed it to her slowly in her 
mouth, so I wouldn't displace the dildo driving up my asshole. 

"Suck off," I gasped in delight as I wiggled my ass to the slippery, sliding 
thrusts of the big old hairy prick. "Ohh, that's wild, and wooly, and 
wet-shove it-shove it to me ... ohhhhh yes ... fuck me ... fuck me!" 

For the first time in my life I was experiencing a super double suck and 
fuck. Now, I knew how it felt to have somebody slamming away at your 
asshole. It wasn't bad at all. As a matter-of-fact I was enjoying it 
immensely. 

"The object is to grab the prick with your ass muscles," she told me, 
momentarily taking her mouth off my dong. 

"Alright, Mama," I said grabbing the dildo with my butt. 

"Yes, yes, right-on," she laughed and went back to sucking me off. What a 
lucky cat I was to have an uninhibited Mom to take care of me sexually. I 
was glad I didn't have to scramble for pussy the way some young studs did. I 
had all I needed right under my own roof. Between Mom and sis, I couldn't 
miss. I had to reach down and run my fingers through her hair while she 
sucked my tool. . 

"Suck it," I demanded, "Suck it off-that's it-suck me!" How she sucked. 
Smoothly, magnificently. 

"Ohhhhh, I'm coming, I'm coming," I stammered as I shot my rocks off in her 
hot mouth. Mom gobbled down my prick juice without losing a drop. I shoved 
it to her, and she shoved it to me. Between our two thrusts, we were 
obtaining the ultimate orgasm. She was coming too-right on target with me. 

"Eat my dirty cum-that's it, Mom-eat it up!" 

She sure enjoyed sperm, I'll tell you that. Eagerly she gobbled every drop 
of my prick juice. I realized she was hooked on it, but so what? I was 
hooked on cunt juice, and why not. It was such fun getting a chance to 
gobble it. 

When she slid off my mouth first, I complimented her, "You know, Mom that 
was our best time yet." 

"You say that every time, son," she smiled. 

"But it's the truth-we get better the more we do it." 

Next, she slid the dildo out of my asshole. Then, she went to the bathroom 
and washed the plastic penis off. I lay there and once again, my nine incher 
wouldn't go down. She came back and I told her, "How about letting me have a 
nice tight ass-fuck?" 

"I was hoping you'd say that," she grinned, "I just love having it up my 
asshole." 

Without any further insistence on my part, she went immediately to my butt 
and started kissing me. 

"Why you doing that?" I demanded. 

"This is the prelude I like for an ass-fuck. First, kiss the buttocks, then 
part them and suck on it, and then ram it up there. Only grease your dick 
first." 

"Alright, Mom." 

I got the vaseline jar off the dresser and put it beside me. Then, I started 
kissing her buttocks and kneading them roughly with my hands. She liked 
that. 

"Now you're catching on baby. You don't just jump into a fuck. You build up 
to it. That's it-just like you're doing." I flipped out as I realized how 
well-trained she was. Her ass arched up for me, and she spread just a 
little-yet enough for me to get my face in her asshole, and thrust my tongue 
out and lick all around it. 

"You can diddle me while you suck on my ass," she suggested, "the double 
action is beautiful!" 

I used a couple fingers on her snatch while my tongue went to town on her 
asshole, stiffening and thrusting up there. 

"Oh, yes-I like that, I like that," she groaned in delight as I drove it to 
her. 

As my tongue stiffened and thrust up there, I suddenly felt my penis getting 
harder and harder. I reached for the vaseline, took the cap off and began 
giving myself a good grease job so I'd be ready to ram it to her. 

"That's it baby," she said, "get Mama ready." 

Now, her ass was arched up and she was on all fours, but ass up. I greased 
her asshole, and got behind her. Slowly sliding my slippery, rockhard prick 
up to her tight anal ring, I prepared for the big thrust. 

"That's it," she said softly, "just drive it up there. Don't worry-you won't 
hurt me-I love it!" 

Then, my penis drove up her asshole. She grasped it tightly in the coils of 
her ass, and I slid it back and forth. 

"Reach around, honey, and diddle my snatch at the same time-I groove when 
you massage my love button." 

I bent over, and reached down to her snatch, and finding her love button 
worked it in my fingers. 

"Oh, yes-I like that, I like that," she gasped excitedly. 

"Fuck-fuck-fuck," I demanded, and she took my pecker in her tail and 
gyrated. 

"Sock it to me," she demanded, "More baby, more-I want it all!" 

Without mercy, I rammed it to her, driving it harder and faster, back and 
forth. 

"Oh, yes-I love it, I love it," she sighed, "now, you're doing it 
magnificently. Just don't forget to keep the fingers moving in my 
pussy-cause I want both pleasure points to get the most!" 

I felt something sticky in my fingers, and Mom panted, "Keep it up-faster, 
baby, faster-I'm coming! I'm coming!" Mom's cunt dripped as my fingers 
diddled away at her. Then, I got turned on and drove it full speed ahead. 

"Fuck it-fuck-fuck-fuck!" I cried aloud, and her ass revolved around my 
driving prick. That did it. I couldn't contain myself any longer. I was 
coming. 

"Ohhhhh, I'm coming, I'm coming," I groaned, "Keep twisting your tail. Milk 
my prick! Don't stop ... ohhhhhh, that's it. Ahhh, ohhhhh, fuck it off." 

Mom's skilled tail, twisted, churned and squeezed my prick. The hot sperm 
flashed up her tight, tremendous asshole and I was completely thrilled to 
have discovered a totally new way of making it. 

We were both panting, and sweating. Our bodies had merged in our sexual 
frenzy. I slid out of her asshole, and flipped over on the bed. Then, she 
got up, went to the bathroom and took her shower. 

I went to my bedroom and took my own shower, and then I went to bed. I felt 
good. Why should I feel any other way. I'd gotten my rocks off in the most 
fantastic manner I ever had in my life. And neither Mom nor I felt one ounce 
of guilt. We'd risen above the petty sexual codes of our culture, and in so 
doing found beautiful sex. Now, I wanted Jan. But I couldn't tell Mom. Jan 
was out giving it to some cat, having a ball. But, when she was back and I 
could get to her, I'd show her plenty about fucking. My chance came the 
following weekend. Jan was home on Friday night, and Mom had to work. I was 
glad. Jan was parading around in her pink nightie and I knew this meant she 
was hot to trot. 

"My, but don't we look sexy tonight?" I grinned as I eyed her. 

"You sure have a dirty mind," she smiled. 

"That's only because your body turns me on." 

"You want sex?" she said, just like that. 

"I sure do-and with you, baby, with you!" 

She didn't say another word. Just got up, and walked away to her bedroom. I 
followed. I was out of my clothes in seconds. As she lay there with only a 
nightstand light illuminating her body, the generous swells of her breasts 
gave me the sudden urge to massage my prick with her tits. 

"Want to suck on them?" she asked softly, obviously anxious for me to give 
her some action. 

"You know it." 

I got on the bed beside her and my mouth went over her breasts. I started 
sucking slowly, and then let my teeth bare down and nibble. She quivered as 
my teeth touched her tits. Then I applied more pressure. 

"Ohhhh, Jeff-you're too much," she sighed excitedly. My hand swept down to 
her moist mound. While my mouth sucked on her tits, my fingers slid in and 
out of her pussy. She sure dug that. 

Then, I decided to straddle-fuck her tits just like I'd wanted to do the 
moment I set eyes on her knockers. I got on the bed, and pressed my penis 
down between her tits. Her hands kept moving on my buttocks as I grasped her 
tits tightly and pushed them against my hard prick. I massaged her tits 
against my dick. Then, I slid my prick up to her mouth. She opened her 
mouth, and I edged the dick-head into her mouth and she started sucking on 
it. 

"That's it, sweet baby," I told her. "Eat my prick!" The balls bounced 
rhythmically on her chin as I slid it in and out. The feel of her soft tits 
on my thighs and buttocks was beautiful. Her cheeks sucked in as she ate my 
peter. "Nice girl," I smiled, "Suck it-suck that prick." Her hands came back 
to massage and knead my buttocks and she closed her eyes and let me do 
anything I wanted to. I rammed it down her throat and started throat-fucking 
her. 

"Ohhhh, that feels good-let me drive it way down there, baby-more-more ... 
ohhhhh, just like that. You turn me on. Yes, baby-yes ... yes," I panted and 
the excitement built. 

Now, I was riding her tits, and fucking her throat. And she never looked 
more beautiful. Remembering what Mom had said about adding excitement 
watching I glanced over in the mirror and sure enough it was a sexy sight to 
see my slick dick sliding in and out of her hot mouth. 

"Take it, baby, take it," I panted as I pushed my meat to her mouth. 
"Ohhhhh, I like that-I like that." 

In and out my dick stabbed her and then it erupted in one hot splash of 
sperm as the juices welled up and my rocks went off. 

"Ohhhh, baby, devour me-eat me-eat me," I gasped as she sucked my juices. 

I sure did dig Jan. She had a body that I knew beat Betty's by a long-shot. 
And I had it made. But I needed two women to satisfy my lust. I was a sexy 
stud, with a constant hard-on and I had to have my sucks and fucks to enjoy 
myself. Between Mom and sis, I was a lucky stud alright. 

When I yanked my dick out of her mouth, she didn't want to stop. 

"Baby, it tickles, when you keep sucking when the prick has run dry-hold 
on-it'll juice up again!" 

I lay beside her and she wanted me to hold her just like Mom did. My arms 
wrapped-protectively around her and I kissed her gently. Why in hell, women 
dig that sentiment I'll never know. What it's got to do with fucking I never 
could figure out. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

When I went to school the next day I began noticing how many groovy chicks 
there are in the world. One little brown-haired girl in the grade behind me 
really turned me on. Debbie was giving me the eye and I felt sure she'd let 
me have her cunt if I gave it a hard play. 

"Debbie, how about you and me getting together this weekend," I suggested. 

"Why I'd love to," she said, "What do you want to do?" 

"How about a drive-in movie-" 

"And dinner before," she slyly suggested. "Yeah-that'd be okay." 

"Great," she grinned, "I'd like to go to the Islander Club restaurant-that 
is a real nice place." 

"You sure got big ideas." 

"Well, you did want to take me out, didn't you?" 

"Yes," I agreed, "I thought we could have a good time." 

"I'm sure we can," she smiled, and spoke with a certain emphasis in her 
voice that told me plenty. We were a good looking team. I was blonde, and 
she was a dark-haired sexpot. I didn't know what Mom would think of me 
dating, but I didn't have long to find out. 

"I guess I'm going out cattin'," I told her, "I got me a groovy chick for 
Saturday night." 

"Who?" 

"Debbie Smith," I told her right out. 

"That one," she snapped, "I've heard plenty about her. She isn't good for 
you." 

"Mom, you know I've got to have me some young tail. You can't expect me to 
go on screwing just you forever-can you?" 

That did it. She came over to me, and glared, "How dare you talk to your Mom 
like that. After all I've done for you!" 

"It isn't that I don't appreciate our good times together, Mom-not at all. 
It's just that now I want to start using some of the things you taught me on 
some young piece of ass. " 

"You are just like your father. He never could stay in his playpen-always 
had to go wandering away from home to check out the action on the other side 
of the fence. Honey, when you've got butter in the refrigerator, you don't 
have to go searching for oleomargarine." 

"Mom-if I take care of you after I get home-is that okay?" 

"Do I have an alternative?" she scowled. 

"No, unless you strap me to my bed." 

"Now, that might not be a bad idea," she said grimly. 

I'm really sorry, Mom, if I hurt you-I didn't mean to." 

"Oh, you haven't hurt me. I was out of my mind to think I had the power to 
hold you close to me always-it's just that I didn't think you'd slip and 
slide away from me so fast." 

"Kids today are grooving a lot younger than they did in your day, Mom. It's 
a whole new world." 

"I guess it is," she said, biting her lips nervously. "People today don't 
have any moral scruples." 

"And you do?" 

"Of course I do," she flashed me an enraged look. "There is so much VD going 
around-I thought it might be a health safeguard to have you confine your 
fucking to home." 

"But what do you think other people would think about us? I mean they'd call 
us dirty, filthy names-like mo-" 

"Don't say that word around me," she demanded angrily. "I don't look on our 
relationship like that at all. It's beautiful. You are coming to me in the 
strength of your young manhood, and you are asking me to satisfy your lusts 
which must be satisfied. And, with love in every part of my body, I am 
giving-giving-giving you all I have." 

The hurt look in her pleading eyes made me realize she took it one way, and 
I took it quite another way. I didn't want to torture her, but I couldn't 
stand much more of this balling action on the home front. I had to spread my 
wings and fly, baby, fly. 

When the weekend rolled around, I was hot to trot and my bulging penis was 
ready to pop. I picked Debbie up and took her to the restaurant. Like most 
women, she expected to get paid for it I presume. Anyway, it was a nice 
place to eat, and I enjoyed it too. 

Then, she picked out the movie. I didn't like her high-handed way of not 
giving me any choice in the matter, but that was her. 

We picked out a Dracula revival and she was real excited about seeing the 
ghoulish monster and the place was packed to take in the bloody movie 
festival. I found a spot to park and then wrapped my arm and tried to focus 
my eyes on a few frames of the flick. She didn't mind me monkeying around at 
all. As a matter-of-fact she put her legs on my thigh and as the movie got 
chillier, and she got scared she reached over my dong and felt it. 

"Why don't you take it out?" I smiled at her. 

"Alright, if you want me to-" she said softly. She had no difficulty 
unzipping me and my old joint flipped up nice as you please. She took one 
look at it, and gasped in surprise. 

"How long is it, Jeff?" 

Grasping my mainstem I squeezed it proudly, "Nine solid inches baby-nine!" 

"Can I jerk it for you?" 

"Oh, I'd like that," I grinned, reaching under her dress and feeling of her. 

Pretty soon, she was right over it. 

"Why don't you suck it off for me?" I said breathlessly, so turned-on I was 
trembling all over. 

She didn't say a word. Her actions spoke for her as she lowered her mouth 
over my prick. She began sucking smoothly and soon I was really enjoying 
myself. 

"That's it, baby-suck it!" 

Now I built my speed up and shoved it back and forth real fast. She reached 
down and grabbed it with one hand and I guided her head. 

"That's it, sweetheart-suck-suck my prick-ohhhh, yes-suck it off!" 

It was a beautiful sensation and I was thoroughly enjoying it as her mouth 
moved up and down, up and down my rod. 

"Oh, baby, I'll cream if you keep that up." 

With her head moving up and down, and my cock thrusting, we were quickly 
going to come. 

Then, it happened. 

Pinning her head on my prick, I shot my gun off in her mouth. "Eat it-eat my 
cum, baby, eat it!" 

She ate it like it was candy, and I loved the way she dug it. I'm proud of 
my prick, and its contents, and when any woman ever wants to make me happy, 
she better eat it-and eat it all. Debbie did, and how. She sucked till it 
tickled. 

"Baby, I'll eat your pussy if you get in the back seat." 

"Sure, honey," she whispered, "kiss me now-if you really enjoyed it-kiss 
me." 

Like all women, there is a touch of sentiment in the toughest of them. I 
kissed Debbie, a nice long soul-kiss and then we both climbed into the back 
seat and started making out. 

My hands were on her right away, pulling her pants-hose off and baring her 
thatch. I licked it, and she liked that. 

"You got talent in your tongue," she smiled. 

"You ain't had nothin' yet," I chuckled, "I'll show you what tongue action 
is all about, baby." 

I raised her cute little ass and parted her smooth cheeks and began licking 
her around her asshole. 

"Oh-I never had it like that," she gasped in delight. "You're driving me 
crazy-fuck fuck-fuck it." 

With her getting so turned-on, she was shaking I stiffened my tongue and 
thrust it up there. 

"That's it, baby-suck my ass out," she begged for more. My tongue drove in 
and out in good tempo until I saw her cunt was dripping. I didn't want to 
waste any of that precious juice so I got with it. Tearing my tongue out of 
her asshole, I thrust it up her slit, and grooved on her clit. She liked it 
when I probed way inside her, and then focused the action on the clit in 
fast-flicking motions. She wiggled and I held her ass in place. Then, I 
concentrated on her love button, vigorously working my tongue up and down 
until she was so hot she couldn't stand it any longer. 

"Ohhhhh, I'm on fire-baby, put my fire out," she gasped in sexual ecstasy as 
the wild sensations flashed through her body. I felt so close to her in this 
intimate position I could almost feel every fabulous sensation she was 
feeling. No wonder cunt-eating was so great-you could really groove with the 
right tongue action, and a hot little bitch like Debbie loved it, naturally. 

"Eat me-eat my pussy, baby ... eat it." Gushing into my mouth I accommodated 
her by eating her pussy-juice, lapping it up and enjoying it. 

"Ohhhh, ahhhh, that's fantastic," she moaned. "I loved it. I loved-ohhh, 
baby, that's wonderful." 

If there is one thing I like about drive-ins besides the real groovy shows 
they got, it's the darkness. Here you can really have fun. But, there is one 
thing I resent. You can't get a good fuck because you get all wadded up in 
the back seat. We watched the flick for half an hour until I got hot for 
fucking again. 

Debbie observed it. She smiled, "You want to make it again, don't you 
lover?" 

"How did you know?" 

Reaching over and pressing down on my peter, she grinned temptingly, 
"This-it's a dead giveaway." 

"I'd like to ram it up your sweet pussy, baby-can I?" 

"I'd love to feel you inside me," she said, half closing her eyes as the 
sexy idea caught her imagination. We got in the back seat again-to hell with 
the movie. She was so anxious to have me stab her with my dong, she slid out 
of her clothes, and lay there naked. 

"Aren't you afraid they'll find us and-?" 

"No, I'm not afraid. They know what goes on here. These are old flicks 
nobody wants to see again. They come here to fuck-they could show 
commercials and they'd pack this place on Saturday night." 

I guess she was right. You could see just the tops of heads going up and 
down in all the cars around us. We were obviously not the exceptions but the 
rule. 

Then, I got my dick even with her snatch and she panted, and grasped me and 
begged for it. "Oh, baby, shove it in me-I want every inch of you sliding in 
and out of me." 

She was such a sweet, innocent looking thing that for a ridiculous moment I 
wondered if I might feel something real for her-and not just another grind. 
But the thought of it was so absurd, I promptly dismissed it. Debbie was a 
girl who likes to fuck, and if she'd fuck this fast with me-she'd fuck this 
fast with anybody. My body quivered with excitement as I guided my dong in 
her moist, hot cunt. 

"Oh, baby, that's beautiful," she moaned, completely carried away with my 
shoving my prick up her. I did like her enthusiasm. She started kissing me, 
and what was there for me to do but kiss her back. Our lips crushed against 
each other and soon our tongues were tonguefucking like crazy. Next thing I 
knew we were going to town. Her pelvis thrusting up to meet my cock-thrust 
and her cunt muscles grabbing my penis. 

"You're a wild fuck," I smiled down at her. "You really are. Who taught you 
how to screw so good." 

"Mama," she laughed. 

"You're kidding," I chuckled. 

"Mama Nature," she giggled, "Instinct baby-I was born with a hot 
snatch-that's all. And, aren't you glad?" 

"You bet I am," I grinned as I drove my dick up there and she massaged me 
with her magnificent movements. It was something else to get such a groovy 
fuck as this. 

"Fuck-fuck-fuck it," I demanded and she pounded her pussy on my prong, and 
the two of us were fit to be tied. The sweat was dripping down our bodies, 
and we were frantic to get the kicks we craved so much. Her hands clawed my 
back till it bled, and I begged for more. "Shove your finger up my 
asshole-that'll really get me going," I begged. 

Her finger drove up my quivering asshole, and I really grooved. 

"Oh, baby, I love it-I love it," I groaned, "keep that action up!" Ohhhh, 
yes-yes-finger-fuck my asshole." 

With one finger stabbing up my asshole, her other hand grasping my buttocks 
savagely, and my prick ramming up her gash she was getting the fuck she 
wanted. 

"You're wonderful-ohhhh, you've got to promise me you'll do it to me again. 
You're too much! I'd die if I didn't get it again-ohhhh, baby-keep this up 
... fuck it-fuck it!" It was wild to see how she could go at it. 

Grasping my left buttock, and stabbing with her finger, I shot my load. 

"Oh, baby, I'm coming, I'm coming," I moaned as I bent over and bit down on 
her tit till it bled. 

"You're hurting me, you're hurting me," she moaned and her finger slid out 
of my asshole as both hands glided down my back, her fingernails scratching 
me. I was bleeding and so was she, but we were happy. When, it was over and 
I pulled away, we both laughed about it. 

"Wasn't that a hot fuck?" 

"Ohhhh, yes ... yes...." she sighed, "only promise me lover-you'll do it 
again." 

"You don't have to worry about me wanting it, baby-I'm as hot for you as you 
are for me-don't forget that." 

"Then, I eased my flaccid dong out of her cunt and wiped it off with my 
shorts. I threw my shorts down and put my pants over my bare butt. She got 
dressed and we sat in the front seat and watched "The End" flash on the 
screen. 

"Great show!" I smiled at her, and she broke up laughing. 

"I loved it-especially near the end." 

The cars were backing out, and the line of lights forming at all the exits. 
I got out of there fast and took her home. I knew Mom would be waiting up 
for me, and I didn't want to make it home too late. 

"Do we have to call it a night?" she said sadly. 

"I'm sorry, but I've got a lot of things to do tomorrow," I hedged. 

"Don't forget your promise," she reminded me. 

As I dropped her off at her place, I looked down at her, and told her 
frankly, "Baby, I'll never forget you! We'll make it again-don't you worry." 

 CHAPTER SIX 

When I got home I slipped into my bedroom quietly. I didn't want to disturb 
Mom because I was coming in plenty late. I undressed and got in bed. I never 
bother with pajamas because I like to sleep in the nude so it didn't take me 
long to get to bed. I hadn't been in bed more than five minutes when I heard 
footsteps. I looked up and there was Mom, standing over me naked. 

"Have a good time?" she asked softly. 

"Sure-real groovy," I said sleepily. 

Before I knew what was happening, she was in bed beside me. Her body was hot 
and her hands moved down to my pecker. I wanted to resist her but her tits 
pressed against me and her fingers were massaging my prick until I got a big 
hard-on. 

"What in hell are you trying to do?" I complained. 

"Oh, baby, don't be cross with me but I'm so hot-I've got to have sex." 

Suddenly she slipped down below the covers and I felt her hot mouth sliding 
over my cock. It felt wild and wet and wooly. Her fingers toyed with my nuts 
as she sucked on my prick. Instinctively, I reached down and forced her 
farther over my penis. She sucked so good I felt like getting my gun off in 
her mouth. But, she wanted something else. A moment later, she slipped off 
my dick, and said, "Baby, let me show you how to screw. I know a groovy way 
to make it." 

I just lay there with my dong sticking up and she straddled me from behind. 
With her back facing me, she grasped my prick and slid her cunt over my 
cock. 

"Ohhh, that's great," I told her. "Yes-yes, I like the cock in at that 
angle! " 

I realized why this was such a super sex position. It allows the prick to 
ram up the cunt farther than face forward or the man-on-top traditional way 
of making it. 

"I'll rotate my cunt around your pecker," she turned and smiled, "and give 
you something nice to remember!" 

As the coils of her cunt clasped my dick, massaging it for me I really got a 
charge out of fucking her. 

"That's it-just like that," I told her, "oh, man, you sure are a neat grind, 
Mom-you do it better than anybody." 

"How many chicks have you been balling with?" she demanded testily. 

"I get my quota," I teased her, as I reached up and grasped her titties and 
pinched the nipples. 

"I like that," she said, vigorously twisting her hips as I thrust forward. 

"Hot mama!" I groaned as I felt her massaging my prick roughly. It was a 
groovy angle, and I was enjoying every second of it. 

"Ohhhh, just like that-yes, yes-right-on!" I told her as we kept the action 
going. Now, I really drove it home. "Fuck it-fuck-fuck fuck," I panted as I 
pushed it inside her tight cunt. 

"Give it to me, baby," she gasped, throwing her head this way and that as I 
rammed it to her. "Yes-yes-I like that-ehhhhh, give me cock!" 

I squeezed Mom's tits and how she loved it. With a few more wild thrusts, I 
shot my gun. "Ohhhh, baby, I'm coming, I'm coming," I yelped, and she 
squeezed the juice out of me. 

She slid off my dong, and I lay there, luxuriating in the beautiful 
after-glow of a good piece of ass. 

"How was that, son?" she asked, a proud smile sweeping across her face. 

"You know how," I assured her, "you really do. You got talent in your 
snatch, Mom! You could hire out." 

"I've gotten paid for it when I had to peddle it," she said casually. "And 
who was the worse for it?" 

She went back to bed and I fell asleep. The next morning, she once again 
overdid it with a big breakfast. 

"Where's Jan?" I asked, when I noticed she wasn't anywhere around. 

"Oh, she's not coming back until tonight," she said with a pleased smirk. 

"So that means we can have some more fucks?" 

"I was just getting around to that," Mom laughed. "How did you know?" 

We went back to the bedroom and with all that Tiger Milk she'd fixed me for 
breakfast I felt like I could fuck five women. She got on the bed after she 
slipped out of her robe, and threw her legs up. 

"What we gonna' do, Mom-the ass-route?" 

"Yes, baby," she grinned, "ass-fucking can be fantastic! I mean-fantastic!" 

I got on the bed and put my hands down beside her as she swung her legs up 
on my shoulders. Her ass looked so inviting. Reaching for the Vaseline which 
she'd tossed on the bed beside her I -rimmed her asshole with it so I could 
give it a good shove. She clutched it with her ass, and I couldn't get it 
past the tight anal ring. 

"Relax it," I told her. 

"Alright, but that first jab always frightens me." 

"It doesn't have-I've greased you real good." 

Carefully, I eased my dong up her asshole, and finally managed to drive it 
in. 

"Ohhhh, that feels good-that's beautiful," she moaned with pleasure once I 
had myself in her. 

"Fuck it," I demanded, "twist your ass around my dick. Like that! Yes, hot 
mama yes-fuck it." 

I loved to watch her face as I fucked her. The expressions of intense 
pleasure swept across her with such power and force I knew she was oversexed 
as hell. 

"You like being fucked, don't you?" I smiled. 

"Yes-ohhh, yes, yes I do," she admitted freely. 

Her uninhibited attitude added immensely to my excitement. I felt my balls 
bouncing on her ass and that felt good too. 

"I could just suck you all over everyday of your life," she panted, "you've 
got such a fresh, strong, young body-I don't dig old studs-I like my cock 
young." 

"You're gettin' it, Mom," I smiled, shoving it in and out smoothly, watching 
its slickened surface as I drove it up her asshole. 

"Grind it," I demanded, as I built toward climax, "keep that ass in motion-I 
want it-I want it bad, baby-real bad!" Now, her ass ground around my 
thrusting prick and she did a non-stop screw. 

"Give it to me-I want it all-shove it up there!" I shoved it up her asshole 
and she gladly gave out. 

"Fuck-fuck-fuck," I cried aloud, and my dick exploded in her asshole. 

"I'm coming too, I'm coming with you, baby," she gasped excitedly as we both 
made it together. "Ohhhhh, that's it-keep shoving keep shoving it to me." 

I dug it when she continued the beautiful twisting movements around my 
peter. She knew where it was at and so did I. As I pulled out of my great 
grind, I realized what a lucky kid I was to have a Mom who could turn-on 
like mine did. 

We both lay there spent, and then I knew I had to get out of the house. I'd 
been there all week-end. 

"Mom, I'm going over to Allen's house," I told her. 

"Alright," she smiled. "I've got to catch up on housework. Been fucking so 
much I've neglected a lot of things." 

She slowly got up and went to the shower. 

"Come in here with me," she insisted. I stepped into the shower and she 
soaped me. Her hands on me felt groovy. As she got a good lather up, she 
soaped my prick and it stood out again. 

"Why don't we shower-fuck?" she suggested. "People don't screw in the 
shower," I objected. 

"How little you know," she laughed. Then, she eased her body around so that 
she could fit my prick in her cunt. I drove it into her and she gripped it 
tightly. 

"Oh, baby, isn't that beautiful-the water splashing down over us-I like it-" 

"Shower-fucking isn't bad at all," I had to admit. Her hands soaping my 
buttocks and back while my soap-slick prick drove into her. 

"Give it-fuck it!" she smiled, flashing her even, beautiful teeth. "Oh, son, 
I'm so proud of you." 

"Are you, Mom?" 

"Sure, I am-you've got a body that would make any nympho go out of her 
gourd. I'm oversexed as hell so I oughta know." 

"That you are," I readily agreed. "I really bet you could out fuck most 
women in this town." 

"Maybe I could," she agreed quickly. "I know your Dad used to say I was a 
born whore damn him!" 

"Why don't you ever talk about him-why don't you tell me why you two split?" 

"I'm sorry I brought him up," she said quickly, her hands parting my ass 
cheeks as one soap-slick finger stabbed my asshole. "Let's focus on our 
fuck-okay?" 

"Right-on," I said, driving it up there now, hard as rock as her cunt 
gripped my tool. I pulled her closer and her soapy, wet tits felt great as I 
let my chest squash against them. 

"Fuck-fuck me-fuck me good, peckerwood," she stammered, as her eyes glazed 
and she rolled her head this way and that. Her finger shoved farther up my 
asshole, and I drove it to her with hard-hammer impact. 

"Ohhhhh, I love it-I love it," she panted, pulling her finger out of my 
butt, and running her hands up and down my back, and grasping the swells of 
the buttocks as she did so. 

"Fuck-off-fuck-off," I demanded tightly, as water splashed in my face, 
making me gulp. 

"Ahhh, ohhhhh, I'm there-now, now faster-faster!" She ground her ass around 
faster and I shot my rocks off in her. She got what she had to have and I 
was happy we could make such sweet contact. 

Slowly I pulled out of her and the water washed me off. Then, I stepped out 
of the shower and dried off. She watched me while I slipped into my shorts 
and tucked my still somewhat hard prick down. 

"You really love me, don't you?" I smiled. 

"Yes, son-I'm afraid I do-how can you tell?" 

"The way your eyes never leave me-it's easy ... you just watch every move I 
make, and your eyes don't leave my privates very often. 

Guess you're hooked on cock." 

"On my son's cock," she smiled. Then, she left me alone and went to her 
room. I dug out my sunglasses as it was so bright out today I knew I'd need 
them, especially with the top down in my convertible. 

I called out, "So long, Mom," as I left and she called back, "Remember to 
come home for dinner!" 

"I will," I assured her. Then, I drove over to Allen Carson's place. He took 
forever to answer the front door. Finally, he came down to answer it, and I 
could tell I'd taken him by surprise. "What are you doing here?" 

"I just wanted to see you." 

"Well," he hedged, "could you make it another time?" 

"What are you doing?" 

"Aw, come on in," he said, reluctantly. "But it's going to cost you." 

"How much?" 

"I get two bucks a head." 

"What are you doing? Giving $2 blow-jobs?" 

"That's not funny," he spun around, "I'm charging two bucks each to watch 
some dirty flicks." 

"Your Dad's collection, no doubt?" 

"Right! Dad photographed some of the swap parties he and Mom went to. They'd 
kill me if they ever found out." 

"It's worth two bucks," I laughed. "You mean I'm going to get to see your 
old man and your Mom fucking up a storm." 

"Bet your ass you are. How do you think I got these cats to part with two 
bucks?" 

"Your Dad would kill you if he ever found out." 

"Yeah, and I'll kill any kid who finks." 

"I think you would," I nodded grimly. We went upstairs and he was busily 
loading the Super 8 mm movie camera. He had films all over the place and I 
wondered if he'd ever get the projector loaded. Finally, he did. I flipped 
when I saw the opener. There was Allen's Dad in a tight close-up. His pecker 
was shoving up a woman's hole and you couldn't see the woman. The camera 
pulled back and then I recognized Mom. 

"Ye, gods," Allen gasped, "my Dad is screwing your Mom!" The kids who were 
there broke up laughing. I didn't find it funny. I thought it was plenty 
disgusting that Mom was passing her pussy around the place. 

"Watch that action over there?" I said, the moment I spotted Allen's Mom. 
She was on the floor on all fours licking ass. Then, a big black dude was 
coming up from behind and he thrust his huge pecker up her gash-rear entry. 

"Your Mom sure looks like a good grind," I told Allen. 

"I never knew these flicks were this bad," he apologized. He turned the 
switch off, and the screen became a white flash of light. 

"Hey, we want the movies-we want the movies," we all insisted. Allen had no 
alternative but to show the flicks. The light went out again, the projector 
was turned on and the pictures began unwinding. 

"What in the world is that?" Allen asked, as the camera made a quick sweep 
around a circle. 

"I can't tell-they're going too fast," I told him frankly. 

"I know, I know," another kid piped up. "See, they are showing a circle of 
cocks." 

Sure enough, as the camera slowed up its circular pace, cocks were clearly 
distinguishable. They were long, hard shafts, and then, the action began. 
The next shot showed women over the pricks, bending over and starting to 
suck on them. 

Each woman grasped a tool tightly in her hand, and then she'd lick the crown 
of the cock. Next, her mouth slid down over it and soon mouths were flashing 
up and down the dicks. It was a wild scene. 

"That's a cock-sucking circle," one kid said knowingly. "Haven't you ever 
heard of that before?" 

"No," I admitted, "but I wouldn't mind being in such a circle." 

I noticed the boys were reaching down and stroking their penises through 
their pants. I felt of mine, and sure enough the flicks were giving me an 
enormous hard-on too. 

"Why don't you throw a party like that?" Allen asked me. "I'd pay five 
bucks-" 

Now the camera showed the women's heads bobbing up and down on the men's 
dicks. From an overhead shot it was a really sexy sight to see. Their 
fingers played with the big balls, and their mouths slid down to the base of 
the pricks. 

"Suck-suck-suck," one kid who got carried away called out. Soon he had his 
pants unzipped and was fishing for his dick. 

"What you trying to do?" Allen demanded. 

"Sorry, but I can't look at movies like that without getting my rocks off." 
And the kid ignored what Allen had to say and went right on beating his meat 
and watching the movies. It disturbed Allen, but it made some of the other 
kids laugh. They were pushing against their penises in their pants, but kept 
themselves under enough control to where they didn't have to grab it and 
jerk. 

Finally, the cock suck was over. The women had gulped the pecker-juices as 
their cheeks zeroed in on the big dongs. Then, the scene changed. Women were 
lying in the circle with their legs up, and the camera swept around in an 
arc once again. Their hot little pussies were just waiting to be sucked. 
Next, the men were over their cunts, and soon the camera closed in on one 
tongue, thrusting up a cunt. 

The kid who was jerking got so turned on at this point that he pulled it 
off. 

"Ohhh, ahhhhh, eeeeowoweeee!" he gasped, as the cum shot out of his dick, 
streamed down his hand and onto the floor. That did it. Allen flicked off 
the projector and said, "Clean it up!" 

"You got some Kleenex?" 

"I'll get some toilet paper," he said, and went into the bathroom and came 
back with a wad of toilet paper and handed it to the kid. The young stud 
first cleaned off his cock, and flipped it back in his pants and zipped up 
as if he'd done nothing unusual at all. Then, he got down on his hands and 
knees and tried cleaning up the carpet. 

"I guess I shot a big load," he complained when he saw a big grease spot 
remained. 

"I guess you did," Allen said glumly. "And Mom will think I'm beating my 
meat-not you, damnit!" 

He took the film out of the projector and then one snoopy cat caught sight 
of a deck of cards. 

"Hey, Allen-what kind of cards are these?" 

"Playing cards," Allen said, grabbing them from him. 

"No, no, these are fucking cards," the kid objected. "I never saw anything 
like them before." 

"Groovy," I said, as I looked at the colorful cards which displayed pictures 
of each sex position possible. The first card showed a dark haired chick, 
bare ass naked with her legs thrown up around a guy's shoulders. He was 
sticking it in her hole, and supporting himself on his hands while he drove 
his prick up her gash. 

"That's a nice position," I smiled. 

"You said it," Allen agreed with me. Then, I saw the next shot-the way most 
people fuck. The woman's legs were raised slightly and arched out. The man 
was on top of her and she was wrapping her arms around his neck while he 
pumped it to her. 

"That's a corny position," I commented, "everybody fucks like that. I dig 
trying weirdo stuff-where you can shove it at all kinds of angles, and she 
can twist it in her cunt or up her asshole." 

"Hey, Jeff-you sound like you're an old time fucker!" the kid who poked his 
pecker back in his pants smiled at me. 

"I've had my share of pussy," I told him proudly. "Nothing wrong with that." 

The next picture looked interesting. It was a position I'd never dreamed of. 
This long-haired hippie cat was standing up beside the bed, and the chick 
was throwing her legs out to receive him. Then, he held her thighs while he 
remained standing and fucked her standing up. 

"I'm gonna' try that one sometime-who'd ever thought of fucking standing 
up?" 

"People fuck every which-way," Allen said, "I've looked at enough 
swap-flicks my folks took on week-ends to know about all there is to know 
about screwing." 

The next picture was called "Side-Saddle Fucking" and I studied it closely. 
This chick was lying on her side. She raised one leg up real high and this 
big-headed stud was slipping it in at an angle. 

"I've screwed that way," Allen said proudly. "Good thing about doing it like 
that is how far you can ram it up her." 

"Hey, look at that position," I commented, "another standing up position. I 
get a charge out of the names they give them "Back Door"-I see she bends way 
over and he slides it up her gash standing up and her bending." 

"I've tried that too," Allen said nonchalantly. "Well, you've had the 
cards," one kid commented. "Now, that I know all these different ways to 
fuck-I'll try some variety too." 

"So will I," I said, imagining what it would be like to get Jan to bend 
over, and let me drive it to her up her rear entry. The next position was 
called, "Legs Away" and the girl was throwing her legs straight up, while 
the guy stood up at the foot of the bed. He was giving it to her up the 
asshole, and she looked like it was killing her. But, he was nibbling on her 
leg and enjoying it. I could see how good that angle would be. 

You could really hump a hot ass standing up if she'd wrap her legs around 
you just like that bit titted chick was doing. 

Another beautiful ass-fucking position flashed before me on the next color 
card. The chick was bending over the bed. Her hands were on the bed, and the 
guy was standing behind her supporting her as he drove it up her. 

"You can play with her titties and ram it to her at the same time," I told 
Allen. 

"Yeah, man-that is groovy sex." 

Then, came one position that reminded me of Mom. The cat and chick were bare 
ass naked on the bed. The chick was arching her buttocks up to meet the 
guy's cockthrusts. And with his hands clasping each side of her, he was 
driving his dick up her. 

"We've got to have a party," I laughed, "like your folks. We can swap 
chicks." 

"How about that?" Allen said, licking his lips in anticipation. "If you guys 
could come up with say, ten bucks each-we could rent a couple rooms at a 
motel. Then, we'd have enough for the place, some booze and pay the chicks 
too if we had to." 

"I'm for it," I told him. 

"Me too," the others all chorused. 

"Only no more screws with Betty and her Mom," I said. 

"Same here," the kid who jerked-off said glumly, "I don't dig mom and 
daughter fucking-it's too close to motherfucking." 

It was funny how that word "motherfucking" always hit me with such impact. I 
guess my guilt over screwing my own Mom was getting to me. I hated to see 
this ugly feeling surface within me because I wanted to go right on, 
enjoying our fucking sessions. I didn't even notice the next picture they 
were looking at. Not until Allen said, "Hey, what do you think of that 
position?" 

It would have to be the same position Mom and I used when we made it. The 
girl with long hair falling over her huge boobs that jutted out with their 
red nipples was letting her back face the cat's face. She was sliding up and 
down his flagpole and you could see all her cunt-hair and his big balls and 
the crack of his ass as he spread her legs for her to fuck him at this 
angle. 

"That looks sensational," I smiled. "Yeahhh, man!" But once again, the guilt 
was surging through me. I wished I'd never touched Mom. She was the one who 
came after me. She should have known better than to ask me to fuck her. 
After all, I was a minor and she was an adult. I could make her serve time 
for screwing me. The more I thought about it, the less I thought about sex. 

But the next picture looked like something I'd like to try with my sister 
Jan, so I did look at it, trying to remember precisely the position so I 
could use it. The girl was hanging on the guy who was standing. Her legs 
were flipped over his hips and his hands clasped her buttocks as he rode 
her. 

"Isn't that a beautiful way to shoot the gun?" I grinned, trying hard to 
forget my guilt-complex and get into the spirit of it. 

"Now, when you going to get our orgy set up?" the hard-dicked kid who 
jerked-off watching, asked. 

"I'll have to check it out with three wild screws I know. They like to fuck 
and if we got some pot to go along with the booze, we could really groove." 

"That costs more!" 

"Maybe we better skip it," Allen reluctantly agreed. "I can grab a couple 
bottles from my Dad's bar-and we'll have to pay the motel plenty, and these 
chicks usually won't fuck without some money." 

"Greedy little bitches," one cat smirked. "They've got to make a living 
too," Allen stuck up for them. "You like to screw 'em, gotta' pay them to 
keep them grinding!" 

"You've got a point there," I agreed. "If we like to fuck 'em, why shouldn't 
we pay 'em?" 

"Hey, you cats, better split the scene-my folks will be coming home soon and 
I don't want to be around here showing Dad's home movies. He'd kill me if he 
ever caught me, and you know it." 

"Sorry I creamed all over your floor," the kid who came apologized. 

"Oh, that's alright, I'll tell Mom the cat went on the floor." 

Allen hurriedly put all of the films back in their reel cans, and folded up 
the projector cord and put it back in the plastic projector box. I took down 
the screen and carried it downstairs with Allen, putting the stuff away in 
his Dad's closet. 

The other kids left and I stayed a few minutes to talk with Allen. 

"I've got one thing you ought to buy," he said. "I ordered it and had it 
sent to a box number. I had to say I was a man and I sure am. Anyway, it's a 
French tickler." 

"French what?" 

"A French tickler," he smiled, and turned to go back up to his room. He took 
it out and it was just a small thing with some rubber like thing on the head 
of a circle. 

He unzipped his pants and took out his penis. "You see," he smiled proudly, 
"it fits on the head of my dick!" 

Slipping the tickler on the head of my pecker, I caught on. "You mean this 
gives the woman a groovy sensation when we stab it up there?" 

"You bet it does! They go wild when they get their pussy fucked with one of 
these." 

"Could I buy this from you?" 

"I have two-you can have one on the house," he assured me. "And I use this 
on chicks." 

I looked at a white, tubular affair. He pressed something and it began 
vibrating. 

"They love it when you poke one of these up their pussies," he said. 
"Sucking on their tits at the same time really makes them unwind." 

"Beautiful," I told Allen, and thanked him again. 

"Well, I'll do some calling around and find us some good ass," he assured me 
as I walked down the steps to the living room. 

His Dad was coming in the door. 

"Put that in your pocket," he whispered. So, I quickly hid the French 
tickler and smiled at his Dad. 

"Hi, there," he spoke right up to me. "Guess you and Allen have been working 
on his telescope today." 

"Ah, yes-yes." 

"I told Dad I was having some kids over to help me get my telescope 
working-you are good at fixing things." 

"Well, I try-that's all," I said edgily. 

"Allen doesn't have a mechanical mind at all," his Dad declared. "But that 
doesn't mean he can't try to put things together." 

"Right! Right-on!" I smiled nervously, as I walked out the front door. 

"Hi, Jeff," Mrs. Carson called out as she came in with her arms full of 
groceries. "How are you, today?" 

"Just fine-yeah, just fine!" 

Allen walked down the street with me a short distance. "See, you have to be 
on your toes all the time. Never know when they'll pop in. That's why I'm 
not going to do any more cattin' around the house. We're beyond that now." 

"Well, I'm saving my money for the motel," I assured him. "That little jig 
you suggested sounds like fun." 

"Beautiful," he nodded knowingly, "catch you later!" 

"So long, buddy," I smiled and went on my way. He went back to his house and 
I got in my car and drove off. As I sped past the houses on the neighborhood 
streets I wondered if they could be as confused as I was in my own home. 

For their sake, I hoped not. I saw a father out playing catch with his sexy, 
young daughter. And in my dirty mind I could see the two of them grooving. 
That's the way it was. I could see sexual possibilities all over the place. 

Yet, I still had something inside me that told me it wasn't right-something 
haunting me, troubling me-saying to stop! I wished I could listen to that 
voice that warned me then. But, I hadn't gotten enough pain out of the sex I 
was having to realize the total torture that lay in store for me. 

Betty saw me as I went by and waved. I got a sudden urge to fuck her so I 
stopped the car. 

"Hi, Jeff," she grinned, "how's everything?" 

"Beautiful," I smiled, "my, but you're developing-aren't you, baby?" 

"You mean these?" she said, massaging her breasts through her sweater in a 
quick-massage gesture. 

"What else?" 

"I'll confess, it's not all me. I'm wearing those pads they advertise in our 
Girl's Magazine." 

"You're a fraud," I said." 

"You better not fink on me," she said gravely. "I know plenty about you." 

I had to laugh. "Baby, I'd never fink on a fuck! You and your Mom are two 
good pieces of ass, and I might want to have another hot piece someday-so 
I'm not about to fink!" 

"I hope not," she said softly. 

Then, I waved to her, gunned my car and headed for home. Jan would be back 
after her long week-end. I couldn't help but wonder who'd be screwing her, 
if anybody. 

I knew Mom was sure keeping a lookout for my sex activities, and there'd be 
hell to pay for damned sure if she ever caught me balling Jan. And maybe 
that was precisely why Jan now loomed before me as the most inviting little 
sex package in the world. The same old story what you can't have-you wind up 
wanting the mostest! 

But, I'd play it cool! Around Mom, she'd never know. But when she was gone, 
we'd ball. When the cat is away, the rats gotta' play. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

Jan was running around in her shorts when I walked in. The sight of her 
well-rounded ass fitting so tight against her skin turned me on. Mom caught 
me looking at her. 

"Come along, Jeff-dinner's ready." 

"Yes, Mom," I smiled, but she didn't return my smile. Instead, she frowned 
and admonished Jan, "Don't run around the house in those shorts." 

"Why not? Getting jealous?" 

"That's a nice way to talk to your own mother," she snapped. We sat down to 
a spaghetti dinner, and then Jan complained, "I'm off starches-have to keep 
my figure." 

"One spaghetti dinner won't hurt you!" 

"Oh, yes it will-if you go off your diet you can't get back on. You build up 
a desire in your body for sweets and starches and you get hooked." 

Mom didn't quibble. She fixed a small steak for Jan and we ate the rest of 
our meal in silence. The tension was so tight you could slice it. I was glad 
when Mom said she had to go do the shopping. 

"Want to help me?" she asked. 

"I've got homework," I hedged. 

"You always have something else to do when I need you, don't you dear?" 

"No, Mom-I'm not kidding. My math teacher really lays it on-I'm sorry." 

"So am I," she said coldly, as she slipped on a coat and grabbed her car 
keys and bustled out of the house. 

"Have a nice week-end?" I asked Jan. "Alright," she smiled, "how about you?" 

"Just stayed home." 

"How dull!" she quipped, then she wiggled her ass and went back to her 
bedroom. I thought I'd made her beg for it, so I went in and stripped and 
got up on her bed and spread my legs. I had a good sized hard-on, and I 
hoped she'd go to it without wasting time. Time was precious now that Mom 
was gone. Jan, was spoiled. She expected me to beg. So, I broke the 
ridiculous impasse and said, "Baby, come over here!" 

"What for?" she asked, feigning an unknowing look on her pretty little face. 

Grasping my prick, I smiled, "You know-I need a blow-job." 

Finally, she sauntered over, and swiftly slid out of her tight shorts, and 
pulled her sweater off. As she stood before me, stark naked I couldn't wait 
for her to start sucking and licking me. 

She came over to me, "Baby, you're too much-what am I supposed to do about 
this?" Reaching out, she gripped my tool and squeezed it good. 

"Don't you know?" 

"I think I do," she admitted. "Would an ass-suck first help you out of your 
problem? " 

"Oh, I'd love that," I grinned, grabbing a pillow beside me and thrusting it 
under my butt. She got down there at my crotch, and slid her hands under my 
buttocks. Her tongue whipped around my asshole, and soon she was sliding it 
in and out. I almost went out of my wind with excitement as she went to 
town. 

"Suck me-suck me, baby," I begged. 

She started sucking-slowly at first, and then built her pace. Somebody had 
been teaching her ass-sucking because she was doing it like she'd done it 
before and really knew how. When her tongue stiffened, she thrust it up my 
asshole, driving it hard back and forth, back and forth. "Ohhh, baby, I'm 
riding your tongue," I told her. 

She slipped her wet tongue out of my ass, and her mouth glommed onto my left 
nut and she started sucking. Her hand reached up to grasp my tool and she 
began jerking off. I flipped-out as I felt her pumping away on my pecker. 

She released my left nut, and got her mouth around my right one. Sucking 
gently, she produced a fantastic degree of stimulation-and all the while 
keep a good, throbbing tempo up with her hand-job action. 

"Now, you're screwin'," I gasped in delight as I saw what a great lick 
artist she'd turned out to be. She could match tongues with the best of 
them. 

My dirt-talk excited her, and she slid her tongue up the underside of my 
prick, capping it with her hot mouth. 

"Suck me," I begged, "suck me!" 

My hands went down on her head, and she went down to the base of my penis. 
Then, she'd slide her mouth slowly up, and bring it back down again. It was 
beautiful what she could do with her mouth. 

"Suck it," I gasped, "suck my joint-ohhhh, baby, keep going-I love it-I love 
it!" 

She kept sliding up and down my dick. The excitement built and I was going 
out of my gourd enjoying her super suck. 

"Baby, eat my prick-eat my dirty dick eat it, hear?" This only increased the 
pace of her passion as her mouth rode my pecker to orgasm. 

"Ohhhh, ahhh, now-faster-suck on it faster! Ahhh, I'm coming! I'm coming! 
Eat it-eat it up." 

I didn't have to tell her to eat my stuff. She was so turned-on, I couldn't 
hold her back. Eagerly she sucked all my hot juices, and when she finally 
slid off my dick, I begged her, "Baby, shove your pussy in my face and let 
me lick it!" 

Straddling me, she moved up over me. Lowering her butt over my face, she 
insisted, "I ate your ass out-now, you've got to eat mine out." 

"The pleasure is all mine," I smiled, as I flipped my hot tongue out and 
stabbed her asshole. 

"Baby, not so fast," she objected, "swish your tongue all around the 
asshole, and hold my buttocks while you do it-like I did for you. There's 
technique to this." 

I guess there was technique alright, and she had me going to town. My hot 
tongue swished around her asshole and she wiggled. I had to grasp her butt 
firmly to hold her in place. 

She dug that alright. 

"Oh, wow!" she exclaimed, "I dig that keep it up, brother-lover." 

In and out, my hot tongue drove and she rode it with the frenzy of a happy 
fucker. But her cunt was dripping and it was time to take care of it. 

I swept out of her and licked her cunt hairs, and then before she dripped 
anymore got inside her. It was beautiful to have her pussy at such close 
range. I pressed my face tight against her twat and stabbed it with my 
tongue. 

"Right-on," she moaned as the sexual ecstasy swept through her body and she 
started to tremble. 

"Ahhh, ohhh, love it-love it," she begged for more as my tongue lashed away 
at her clit. It stiffened and I sucked on it as if it was a small penis. 
Biting lightly, got her there. 

"Oh, brother, eat me-eat me," she gasped in delight, as I sucked her to 
climax. Her juices were delicious and I didn't let my tongue lose any of it 
either. After I'd done my thing, she slowly raised one leg and got off me. I 
got up and smiled at her. "Sometime you and me going to make it away from 
here-so we can do everything." 

No sooner had I gotten back to my bedroom than Mom came in carrying all the 
groceries. 

"Don't suppose anyone around here would volunteer to help me," she fumed. 
"Of course not-why carry groceries in when Mom can do it for us-right? Good 
sound thinking, you bet-the hell with it. Get your ass out here and help 
me." 

I finished stuffing my shirt back in my pants, and raced out the door to 
help her. 

"Sorry, Mom-you know you can always count on me." 

"Can I?" she asked sarcastically. 

"Sure, Mom," I grinned, trying hard to hide any guilt that might surface 
from my fast fuck with Jan. Jan had changed into a pair of long pajamas and 
called out, "Can I help?" 

"No," Mom snapped, "it's all done now. It's safe for you to ask!" 

"Well, you don't have to get bitchy about it," Jan told her bluntly. 

Mom busied herself putting the groceries away for the week, and I studied my 
Math. I'd flunk out if I didn't put some time and attention to my school 
work. But, being a well-hung sixteen year old stud wasn't making it easy to 
hit the dullo Math books. 

After a couple gruesome hours I turned on the TV and watched the Sunday 
night movie. Jan watched and so did Mom. There we were, like any other 
normal American family. That is except for one thing-I'd had both Mom and 
sis, and loved it. I hit the sack at eleven thirty when the show went off, 
and I slept like a baby. 

The next week I got a real charge out of our sex education course. The 
teacher was a man who tried to be so formal and not use any bad words. That 
made talking about sex next to impossible and I felt kinda sorry for him. 

"Boys," he began, "it is important to know the function of your sex organs." 

"Naturally," one kid cracked, and the entire class burst out in laughter. 

"That's enough of that," he said with disgust surfacing on his face. "Did 
you know you young kids are the most infected with VD kids that ever lived. 
They ought to call you the VD Generation-why? Why? Because you play around 
without giving one thought to cleanliness. Y our sex organs can get dirty 
just like any other part of your body. A venereal disease is no respecter of 
persons." 

I turned-off my mind as he rambled on and thought about the good times Allen 
said he'd stage for us when he found three hot chicks. Then, the teacher, 
flicking out the lights, said, "We'll show movies." 

"Does anyone here recognize that-" 

"It's a prick," one kid commented. 

The lights went on, the projector stopped noisily. 

"Who said that?" he snapped. "Now, I'm not going on until I find out who 
said that?" 

Nobody would own up, and he fumed on till the bell rang. We all had a good 
laugh as we left him alone with his dirty flick to watch by himself. 

Between classes I met Allen. 

"Hey, buddy, I've really lined us up a couple of swingers-but it'll cost us 
twenty bucks each counting the motel." 

"Twenty bucks," I blurted, "that's a lot of money for a piece of ass." 

"Not so loud," he whispered, glancing about to make sure nobody was 
listening. "They'll think I'm a pimp if they hear our conversation." 

"Well 

"Well, what?" he smiled. "Anyway, I've got the place lined up for next 
Friday night." 

"Great," I told him, "I can hardly wait." 

Friday night finally came. I'd imagined over and over what it would be like 
to have all the sex I wanted from a couple of cute chicks who'd do 
everything. No doubt my imagination was so fired up, no chicks on earth 
could match up. But, just the same I was horny as hell when I pulled into 
the Starlight Motel. Twenty bucks wasn't bad if we could do anything we 
wanted to, and if the chicks weren't a couple of worn-out whores who'd 
fucked everybody in town. 

I parked at the back of the place and spotted Allen's car nearby. Getting 
out, I glanced around to see if I could see any of the other studs' cars. 

I did see two cars I recognized. Moving quickly, I got to the motel room 
Allen had picked for our little get together. I rapped dum-de-dum-dum and 
soon Allen opened the door. 

"Come in, buddy," he winked, "the party's moving." 

He wasn't kidding. I was the last kid there, and the other kids were lying 
naked on the big king-size bed. I quickly got out of my clothes and then I 
saw what the chicks were doing. 

"What's up?" I demanded from Allen. "You mean I've got to lie there, ass-up 
and let them spank me." 

"Yep," Allen winked, "part of the game don't you spoil our fun, buddy-" 

"Don't worry," I said, sliding out of my shorts and joining the guys on one 
side of the bed. Four of us were sprawled out on each side of the bed. And 
the two little swingers with the big tits, were whacking away at the asses 
spread out before them. I didn't know what this had to do with fucking and 
seeing the paddle reminded me of Mom giving it to me when I disobeyed which 
was often. 

The sharp impact of the paddle stung like the devil, but I couldn't cry out 
as the other cats were taking their ass-slaps so calmly. My ass was starting 
to burn. Then, the paddling ended and I saw what the cute little chicks had 
in mind. 

They started over at the beginning of the line and began sucking ass. I got 
a hell of a hard-on just watching them go for the ass. 

"Baby, suck it-suck my asshole," the guy on the other side of me who was 
spread-eagled demanded. The girl's face buried in his butt, and her tongue 
thrust up there, and stabbed back and forth in rapid-paced movements. 

"Ohhhh, that's wild," the guy gasped in excitement. "I like it-I like it." 

Finally, she got down to me. Her tongue swept down the damned crevice in my 
ass, and her hands pried me apart as she stuck her tongue up there, swished 
it all around and then went to town in a hot suck. By now we were all ready 
to get our guns off. The other cats were turned over and pumping their meat, 
turned-on and horny watching. 

Then, she went to the head of the line and began blowing cat number one. The 
girl on the opposite side of the bed did the same thing. 

I watched as their heads bobbed up and down on the pricks. There was a 
science to it alright, as they did all sorts of things Mom, Jan and Betty as 
well as her mother had never tried. They'd clutch the cock tightly, 
squeezing it, nibble on just the head, and then quickly slide down the 
shaft. Using both hands on the balls, they'd tug until I was sure it must 
have hurt like the devil. But the cats didn't complain. They just kept 
hollering for more. 

"Suck it off-eat my prick-eat it-ohhhh, yes ... suck that cock!" 

Soon, we had to partially relieve ourselves by pumping on our peckers. The 
hand motions were fabulous as we went to town. Back and forth, back and 
forth, and then the danger point nearing climax when we had to stop or risk 
shooting out wad. Finally, the little blonde cocksucker glommed onto my 
dick. She sucked on the crown of my cock at first, letting her tongue flap 
around the head. She let her lower lip drag over the cock, and I felt the 
shivers of sexual ecstasy surge up and down my tingling spine. 

"Oh, baby, that's wild," I gasped, reaching down to run my fingers through 
her hair. Damned if she wasn't wearing a wig and it started to come off. The 
guys got a big charge out of that. I took my hands off, and she had to 
straighten up her wig. Funny thing too because she was a brunette under the 
gobs of hair, and the hair was blonde. 

"Suck me-suck me, sweet baby," I moaned as her mouth traveled smoothly up 
and down my rod. She reached down and massaged my nuts and I was getting 
hotter and hotter. 

"Yes-yes, that's it-keep it up," I begged as she slid smoothly back and 
forth. "Ahhh, ohhhh, yes-yes-suck it-suck my cock." Finally I couldn't hold 
the gun down any longer. The hot cream had to erupt. 

"I'm coming," I stammered, "eat me-eat my stuff-eat it up, baby-eat it up." 

She gobbled down my prick juice and I just lay there twisting this way and 
that as the super sensations flashed through me as she sucked on. 

At last it was over, and the booze break was on. I had a bourbon and seven 
and the girls drank scotch on the rocks. 

"I'm Cherry," she smiled, when I spoke to her and the other girl smiled, 
"I'm Honey." 

"You both sound good enough to eat," Allen chuckled. 

"Well, they don't call us Cherry and Honey for nothing," Cherry giggled. "We 
come supplied with good tasting pussies. How about that?" 

"Sounds groovy," I grinned, "can't wait to eat your snatch-" 

When we finished our drinks, Allen suggested, "Now girls show us a little 
Greek culture-let's try the ass angle." 

Both chicks hopped on the bed and when they were on all fours, Allen brought 
out a couple jars of Vaseline. 

"Good to come prepared," he smiled, handing them to a couple hard-dicked 
cats. They opened the jars and began greasing their pricks. Soon they were 
ready to roll. 

"Easy does it," Cherry smiled. "That's my asshole you're fucking-remember 
that!" 

"Oh, I can't forget that, baby," Dave smiled, as he carefully drove his 
prick up her tight hole. Once he had it in he turned to tell us, "mighty 
fine fucking-she's really tight here, man-like wow!" 

The other cat got his gun up Honey's hole and the two of them were fucking 
up a storm. 

"Fuck-fuck-fuck it," Allen chanted, acting as a kind of screwing chorus for 
the two cats who were driving their dicks up the chick's cute little 
assholes. 

One cat decided to play a trick on Dave. He got on the bed behind him, and 
straddled his ass. When Dave felt the cock at his butt, he turned around and 
snapped, "Off me queer-you don't drive that jackhammer up my ass." 

The kid laughed and got off the bed. The two of them were really humping 
Cherry and Honey now. 

"Hot stuff-wow-look at her ass wiggle," Allen commented seeing how Cherry 
could gyrate her ass. 

"I'm gonna' fuck her," I smiled. 

"She's a good screw alright," Allen nodded. 

I got on the bed on one side and straddled Cherry, and Allen matched my 
position on the other side with Honey. 

"Hey, buddy," Allen winked, "let's see who can get his gun off first." 

"I don't like contests," Cherry objected, "You'll ram it so hard to be first 
you'll kill me." 

"No, I won't baby," I promised her, "I'm an old cocksman, I won't hurt you 
at all." 

We both began fucking. Allen shoved it in smoothly and pulled it out. 

"How about that-eight and a half solid inches giving Honey's hot asshole 
what she deserves." 

"Shove it to me," Cherry gasped, once I got inside her. I bent over and 
grasped her cute tits and began massaging them. 

"I like you," she panted as I pushed it in and out. Her ass twisted and 
grabbed at my prick. I kept riding her and then I saw what Allen was doing. 
He was on his knees and erect, using his hands to slap her butt as if he was 
riding her. 

"Fuck it, fuck my prick," he demanded as he continued slapping her roughly. 

"Hey, you sadist-you'll have my ass black and blue if you keep that up." 

"Ohhh, I'm almost there," he said, thrusting his head this way and that as 
his penis rammed up her. Now, he was dead-earnest and going to town fast. 

"Fuck it-fuck it," he panted, driving it so hard his entire body was 
sweating. "Oh, I like it, I like it, Honey-fuck it off." 

Honey's cute little ass grasped him and gave him a wild workout. 

"Oh, Wow!" I exclaimed when I felt the wild movements Cherry put into her 
hot ass fuck. She was experienced that was for sure. No guy could hold out 
long with the workout she could give a pecker poked up her asshole. 

"Like it, luv?" 

"You bet I do," I said, ramming it harder and harder and then I made it. 

"Fuck-fuck-fuck it off," I demanded and her ass grasped it, squeezing the 
juice out of my tool. I drove it in to the hilt, my balls bouncing on the 
edge of her butt as I released round two in my go at this chick. 

The other men were hot now, but the girls insisted on another booze break. 
No doubt they were both alcoholics, they had to drink so much. At a time 
like this, I like to screw and to hell with the drinks. Not these chicks-oh, 
no-it was the other way around. 

After they'd had their drinks, the boys demanded the pussy-eating session 
they'd promised. Cherry got out her plastic-tube of cherry syrup and rammed 
its nozzle up her gash and squeezed. Honey took out a yellow plastic honey 
container and dripped its white plastic nozzle up her cunt. Both girls 
squeezed on their tubes and then they spread their tempting little cunts for 
us. 

"I'm first," Allen smiled at Honey. "I like juicy honey mixed with cunt 
cream." 

"Now, begin with an ass suck," Honey insisted. "Turnaround is fair 
play-equal rights, sweet sucker." 

"Just raise your legs, sweetheart," Allen smiled, "I'm all for it-" 

Lifting her legs, he grasped her ass firmly and let his face get right down 
in there. Soon, he was licking away as nice as you please. 

"Ohhh, man, that's groovy," she whimpered, "I like my ass sucked." 

Cherry was getting the same thing from Dave. The cats were hard again, and 
stroking their meat. 

"Suck her cunt out," I said, when I saw Honey's hot hole starting to get 
moist. No use wasting that precious stuff." Allen's tongue drove in and out 
at a fast tempo. Soon, they were going to town at about the same speed. Twin 
tongue action. 

Allen finally caught on what I was talking about when he opened his eyes for 
once and realized Honey's pussy was ready for tongue action. Tearing his 
tongue out of her asshole, he speedily went to work on her slit. With 
stabbing thrusts he drove his tongue back and forth, back and forth. 

"Ohhhh, I love that, I love that," Honey said, reaching down to run her 
fingers through his hair and urge him on. Cherry demanded Dave eat her pussy 
now too. 

"Latch onto my cunt, sweetheart," she panted breathlessly, as Dave almost 
forgot her snatch in his enthusiasm over giving her a wild ass suck job. 

Dave's tongue pulled out of her tight asshole, and switched to her smoothly 
shaved gash. Slipping it along the slit, he slowly got it in there. 

"Doesn't that taste good?" she demanded. 

Dave's head bobbed up and down. He was too lost in his own wild sex kicks to 
answer. 

Going at this clip the girls were having a real ball. 

"Suck it-suck my sweet pussy," Honey demanded as she gripped Allen's head 
and started to come. "Ohhhh, ahhh, eat it up, sweetie-eat it." 

Allen eagerly licked her cunt clean. It was a wild explosion of honey and 
cunt juice, and he went for this delectable combination. At last, he pulled 
off her cunt, and the next cat in line got down there. 

"Baby, I need a breather," Honey smiled. "Got to use my honey too-make it 
taste real groovy for you, cat." 

She had another drink, naturally, and then she slid the nozzle in her gash 
and squeezed. The stud laughed when he thought of what was coming off. 

"What's funny?" Honey demanded. 

"Nothing baby-just raise that ass up and let me lick!" 

"Is that an order, baby?" 

"You bet your sweet ass it is," he laughed. 

"Why don't I put some in my asshole, too," she giggled, "and make my ass 
suckin' sweet!" 

Soon she had the honey nozzle up her asshole and she squeezed it. It didn't 
take her long to make it suckin' sweet, and the stud's tongue shot up there 
like he was making a trip to heaven. 

"Ohhhh, eat it-eat it out," Honey demanded. Cherry got wise to what Honey 
had done, and she stuck the nozzle up both holes and squeezed. 

"Come on and suck," Cherry smiled at her next customer. The kid got down 
there and went to town, nice as you please, getting the sweet taste of 
cherry syrup mixed with his hot ass suck. These girls were tremendous. 

Finally I got Honey. But, damned if she didn't make me wait while she took 
two drinks. 

"You'll get so stoned you can't wiggle your ass for me," I complained. 

"Don't you worry about me, baby doll," she smirked, "Honey can fuck 
anytime!" 

She reached down to her pussy with the honey container, sticking its nozzle 
in her slit and squeezing. Next, she did the same thing in her asshole. 

"How about that?" she said, throwing her legs up at angles, and grasping 
them under her knee. 

"Beautiful baby-yes-real sweet." I stuck my tongue up to her butt, and 
parting the ass cheeks started licking. I kept it up with slow, short jabs 
until I saw her ass quiver. Now, I knew I had her turned-on. "Oh, horny 
baby, drive your tongue up there!" My tongue stiffened and thrust right up 
her asshole. She wiggled on it, and I grasped her hot little ass in my hands 
and did it up right. The taste of honey made it twice as exciting as 
straight ass minus honey. But, she was starting to climax. I didn't want to 
miss eating her, and by this time I figured she might have gone off so much 
she wouldn't have much left for me. So, I got my tongue out of her tight 
hole, and slid it up her gash. She wiggled on it like she was going crazy. 

"Oh, baby, I like it, I like it," she groaned in delight. My face buried 
deeper in her snatch and my tongue thrust back and forth. 

"Eat me-eat me out, baby-I want it!" I thrust it up there and gobbled her 
cunt juice as she came. Honey and cunt juice, best taste I ever had! 

We all took time out for a drink. The girls were really beautiful. I was 
really impressed with what they could do by now. But the boys weren't 
satisfied. Oh, no. 

"Hey, you chicks ever fuck each other?" Dave demanded. 

"Sure, baby," Honey smiled. "You want to watch?" 

"Oh, I'd love that," Dave smiled. Honey put down her drink long enough to go 
to a small night bag she had nearby. She reached in and took out a dildo 
with its straps. Quickly slipping into it, Cherry hopped on the bed and 
spread for her. 

"Give it to me, baby," Cherry smiled. 

"You betcha' honey," Honey grinned. Honey straddled Cherry's thighs and 
ordered her. "Guide me, lover!" Instantly, Cherry's hand went down to the 
plastic penis and she raised her pelvis to meet the pecker-thrusts. Then, 
the plastic prick drove inside her. 

"Ohhh, baby, I love that-I love that," she groaned in delight as the cock 
slid in smoothly. The girls tits crushed against each other, and it was a 
smooth ride. 

Dave got so hot, he got on the bed, and straddled Honey. "Baby, let me have 
your ass while you fuck her-okay?" 

"If you say so," Honey replied. 

Dave greased his tool, and then he roughly shoved it up her asshole. 

"How about that?" Allen turned to see my reaction. 

"Right-on," I replied. 

The boys started applauding. 

"Hey, keep it down-not so loud. The manager will get wise if he hears too 
much noise back here," Allen cautioned them. 

"Fuck it-fuck-fuck it," Allen gasped, reaching down to grasp his mainstem 
and pump it. 

"Look at that tiger go," I gasped, getting so hard I had to stroke myself. 
"He's a fucker on fire, isn't he?" 

"You bet he is," Allen replied. 

Dave bent over and he grabbed Honey's tits while Honey went on driving her 
dildo up Cherry's cunt. The three of them were a good fucking team. 

"I wish somebody would rim my asshole now," Dave said, "that would be the 
ultimate trip." 

"Don't ask me to," Allen chuckled, "I'm not horny for your ass, man." 

"I wish we had another chick-next time we should have three women," Dave 
smiled. 

Now, Cherry and Honey were going at it intently. 

"Fuck me, baby, fuck me," Cherry demanded. This got Honey going. Honey 
looked at her intently, and drove down hard. 

"Yes-yes-lover-here it is-grab it," she gasped, as she rammed it up there 
and drove it back and forth in wild and wooly thrusts. 

"Ohhhh, this is too much-I love you, I love you," Cherry cried aloud. 

"Oh, my god, they're in love with each other," Allen gulped. 

"No, we're in love with swinging sex, sweetheart-and we got no hang-ups ... 
fuck it baby, fuck it!" 

The three of them pounding away really made the bed thump and each guy was 
jerking off now in earnest. This was getting more difficult each time. The 
expressions on the stud's faces was a riot. They each looked like they were 
going out of their gourds. 

"Ohhhh, fuck-fuck," Allen cried his hand moving faster in his attempt to 
cream. 

"Give, baby, give-keep that backfield in motion," Dave demanded as he drove 
his tool quickly in and out of Honey's hot asshole. Honey gave him a wild 
wiggle, and that did it. Ramming it in to the hilt, he threw his head back, 
and groaned in relief, "Ohhhh, I made it, I made it-milk my prick, baby-milk 
it!" 

Cherry and Honey made it too, but Honey was on the ball. She didn't let that 
stop her from giving Dave his wild ass wiggle he needed to finish shooting 
his cock off. 

"Ohhhh, ahhhh, that's beautiful-ahhhhh," Dave gasped. Then, he pulled his 
slick with cum prick out of her, and Honey slid her dildo, still dripping 
with their love juices, out of Cherry's cunt. The boys were shooting now, 
and I was just there. "Ohhhh, ahhhh, wild-wild ... wish I had a mouth on 
it." 

Cherry was super. She quickly dropped to her knees and caught the dripping 
cum in her mouth. Allen reached for Honey, and Honey rushed to him-dildo 
dripping and all and got down on her knees and pulled his dripping dick to 
her mouth and licked the cream off his shaft. 

"Ohhh, baby, that was beautiful," I told Cherry. 

"I guess you cats had a good time," Honey smiled. 

"Yes-yes-fantastic-" the guys chorused, and quickly they gave the chicks 
their twenty bucks each. It was the most I ever got for twenty bucks. 

The girls showered, and dressed, wearing dark glasses and looking as 
wholesome and nice as you please. 

"Take it cool cats," Cherry smiled. 

"Oh, yes!" Allen winked as Honey and Cherry made their smooth exit. 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

By the time I got home that night I was bushed. I wanted in the worst way to 
get to sleep. Mom was out, but Jan was still up. I slipped in quietly, 
hoping I wouldn't waken her. I slid into bed after hastily taking my clothes 
off and was just starting to fall asleep when she had to open the doors. 

"Jeff-" she whispered. 

I played it cool and didn't answer. 

"Jeff-" she went on, coming right over to the bed and sitting down beside 
me. She was stark naked and so hot to travel, she threw the blankets back 
and began rubbing her naked tits against my chest. 

"I want to go to sleep," I told her bluntly. "Do you mind?" 

"Not at all," she said, unruffled, "just give me a good hot fuck 
first-okay?" 

"I want to go to sleep," I insisted, but she paid no attention and reached 
down to feel of my flaccid peter. With her tits brushing back and forth 
against my chest, and her hand feeling of my dick, my balls and my ass, she 
was exciting me, bringing my pecker back to life. 

"You see, big brother," she whispered, "there's a lot of life in your cock 
yet-" 

"You want to suck on it?" 

"Yes," she smiled. 

"Okay, but make it fast cause I want to get some sleep tonight-" 

She crawled down to my crotch, and I slipped a pillow under my buttocks. She 
was well trained, and her tongue went to work licking all around my asshole. 

"Let's sixty-nine," I suggested. She picked me up on that suggestion 
quickly, angling her body so I could get my tongue flipping along her slit. 
Soon we were both licking away at each other's asshole. It was a fabulous 
sensation. Our tongues thrust in and out, and she jiggled my balls while I 
diddled her. Writhing, twisting, sweating, we continued our hot action. 

"Baby, give me a good cocksuck," I said, when she built me to the point 
where I was ready to shoot. She grasped my mainstem in her hand and licked 
the underside, finally clamping her mouth on the head of my prick. I loved 
the feel of it. It was like a hot velvet whirlpool as she sucked. 

Now, I gave her what she wanted so badly, my tongue in her snatch. I swished 
it around inside her pussy, and then began thrusting at her love button. 

Flicking my tongue just right I really got her hot so she was squirming. I 
had to grasp her buttocks to hold her in place so I could whip my tongue 
around inside her. 

"Eat me-eat me," she whimpered, as my tongue lashed away. 

"Glom on my prick," I demanded, "I'll be shooting and your mouth won't be on 
it-I want you to suck it off." 

Her mouth returned to sucking on my joystick. We continued our sixty-nine 
action, adding a sliding finger up her asshole. Her ass quivered, as my 
finger thrust in and out. 

"Yes-yes-you're right-on," she panted, as she slipped off my cock for a 
minute. 

"Do the same thing to me," I demanded, and went back to sucking on her cunt. 
Her finger parted my ass-cheeks and she thrust it up my asshole. It felt 
groovy to have her finger-fucking me, and her mouth sucking my dong at the 
same time. 

The bed squeaked under the whammy impact of both of our bodies humping like 
this. 

"Ohhhh, baby, that's groovy," she gasped, "I like it ... I like it-fuck-fuck 
me." 

Burying my face in her snatch I became a sucking machine. I no longer felt 
human. I felt as if my face was a part of her cunt. My tongue was no more 
than a means to excite her snatch. Rapidly thrusting it in and out, lashing 
away at her clit, I bore down now with my teeth. Her ass wiggled, and my 
finger went on sliding in and out. 

She was doing a wild, and wooly job on my prick. Her hot mouth slid back and 
forth, her lower lip dragging over the head of it, as she sucked on me. 

It was a funny thing, but I was enjoying fucking Jan more than anybody else. 
She was so fresh, so delicious, so uninhibited-anxious only to scale the 
heights of sexual ecstasy as if it was a first-time every time. No wonder 
sex with her was so super. 

With matched tongue movements, we were working on each other's genitals, our 
body's trembling with passion, sweating, struggling to reach that 
pinnacle-point of pleasure. 

"Ohhhhh, suck it, suck my prick," I demanded, as I started to shoot. I felt 
myself being sucked in, and my head swam in circles as her mouth moved 
around the crown of my cock. Now, I rushed back to her gash, anxious to eat 
her juices. With a couple tongue jabs, she gushed, and I sucked on her. 

She sure tasted sweet. I loved the way she hung on my prick, not taking her 
mouth off until she's finished down to every last drop. Then, we both lay 
there, my head on her thigh, her head on my thigh. 

"Baby," she said softly, "wouldn't it be great if we could always be 
together-like this?" 

"I guess so-" 

"You mean you've got some chick you're balling you dig more than me?" 

"I never said that-" 

"Well, why don't you say I mean something to you?" 

"Oh, Jan, you're my sister I can't make love to you." 

"No," she snapped, "I'm just a good grind, good enough getting your rocks 
off with, but not good enough to love." 

Suddenly I felt hot tears falling on my leg. I realized Jan had never had a 
father either. Damnit, all to hell. Why did Dad desert us both when we 
needed him the most. I wind up screwing Mom, and fucking my sister-and I 
have to take his place. But, it is more than any young stud can do-oh, I 
don't mean the fucking part-I mean the psychological role a Dad fulfills. 

I got up, and lay beside her and cradled her in my arms. She looked up at me 
with that little-girl look reserved for parents, and said, "you love me?" 

"Sure I love you," I replied, "you know it, sis!" 

"Say it again-" 

"I-I love you "Again-" 

"I love you, damnit, I can't go on saying it all night." 

"I didn't ask you to," she said, her eyes clouding quickly, "all I asked you 
was to say it a couple of times-ohhh, I-I hate you-I really do hate you!" 

I kissed her gently. I knew some of the chaos she had swirling around inside 
her because I'd felt the same thing inside my guts ever since I was a kid. 

I heard Mom's car and alerted her, "Better get back to bed-Mom will kill us 
if she catches us fucking-" 

"We're not fucking now," she said softly. "No-but we're bare naked in bed 
together and Mom can put two and two together-" 

"Alright," she replied. Then, she got up slowly and went back to her 
bedroom. I hoped Mom wouldn't want sex. It was all I could do to keep up 
with Jan. 

Thank goodness Mom left me alone that night. But sure enough on Wednesday 
when Jan had a late class Mom was getting hot for it. How could I tell? You 
could always tell when Mom got turned on because she'd parade around in her 
hot pants, asking for it. 

"You trying to tell me something?" I smiled sexily, staring at her crotch. 

"Yes-yes, I am," she admitted. 

"Do we have time?" 

"If we start right now," she said shyly, "you want a piece of ass?" 

"Alright 

"Show some enthusiasm," she snapped, and I almost thought we were married to 
each other, the way she lit into me. 

"Okay, Mom," I smiled, "You've got the cutest cunt in town and I can't wait 
to screw it, suck it, and what else is new?" 

As she shut the shutters, and pulled the shades, she grinned at me, "so what 
else is new?" 

I didn't like her hitting me with my own sarcasm. 

"Be original," I said grimly. Then, we both pulled off our clothes and got 
on the bed and began balling. She spread her legs for me and whispered, 
"Baby, I'm going to try something new tonight. You need a good fucking 
education and I'm going to give it to you." 

"I'm going to give it to you too," I said, glancing down at my erect shaft. 

She grasped it eagerly, and guided me into her moist mound. As I felt myself 
gliding into her gash, the shivers of excitement surged through me, making 
my entire body shake with anticipation. 

"Baby, you're beautiful," she moaned as she felt me thrusting. 

Suddenly I felt her hands all over me, massaging my buttocks, stroking my 
back. Our lips met, she opened her mouth and soon our tongues were on fire. 

Next, she was slipping something up my asshole. 

"What are you trying to do to me?" I asked, pulling off her mouth, but 
continuing to drive my dick in her. 

"Nothing, baby-nothing you won't want!" Her hot hands were shoving a piece 
of something right up my asshole. 

"Tell me what you're doing," I demanded, mighty curious to find out what was 
happening to my asshole. 

"Shoving a piece of knotted string up there," she smiled. 

"Knotted string-why?" 

"Because that's a wild way to make it-you see you get the charge out of it 
when I pull the string out of your asshole. Wherever there is a knot you'll 
get a real kick out of it. Once I get it all up there-I'll demonstrate!" 

Sure enough, once she got the string up there, she started sliding it out. 
As the knot slid past my tight anal ring, I felt a tremendous tingle of 
sexual excitation surge through my body. 

"Ohhhh, I like it-I like it," I groaned in delight, as the knotted string 
kept sliding out of my asshole as she pulled it. 

It gave me more drive, more thrust. 

"Fuck me-fuck me hard," she begged. "I want you all up there-ohhh, baby, 
this is the most intimate way two people can ever know each other-I love 
it-I love it-keep fucking me. 

Seeing how turned-on, she was getting I drove it to her with skillful 
thrusts. She needed it, and I needed it too. 

"Fuck it, fuck-fuck-fuck my cunt," she demanded, and the string with its 
good-feeling knots continued slipping out of my asshole. 

"Now, baby-now," she panted, "thrust it to the right." I drove it to the 
right, and she swung her cunt to the left. I dug this angle-fucking. Driving 
to the left, she countered. 

"Baby, isn't this groovy-angle fucking?" 

"Yes-yes it is," I gasped and drove it up there. She was going out of her 
gourd, and I went on fucking. 

"Ohhhh, now-now-ram it-ram it, honey-I can't stand it, I can't stand it." 

Her head was rolling from side to side, she'd gotten the knotted piece of 
string out of my asshole and her hands were scratching at my back and 
buttocks. Her cunt was on fire. 

"Oh, Mom this is too, too wild," I stammered, overwhelmed at her response. 
"I-I love it-fuck it, fuck it, fucker, fuck fuck-fuck!" 

Mom's body pitched on the bed. She thrust her pelvis up to match my 
cockthrusts. We were clawing, struggling, sweating, and screwing up a storm. 

I felt her muscles gripping my dong. As she massaged it tightly I realized 
Mom was really the tightest pussy I'd ever screwed. It was this tightness 
that made screwing so tremendous. To be held like this was too much. But, 
her excitement was what made it so tremendous. Mom loved her sex. 

"Fuck-fuck-fuck it," Mom gasped as if she couldn't get enough of me. 

"Yes-yes, Mom....I'm giving it to you. Nine solid inches! How about that?" 

"Oh, baby, you're the most-I-I never had it like this before-give, give, 
ohhhhh-faster, fucker, FASTER!!" Increasing the tempo of my cockthrusts I 
rammed it home. 

"Now-now-I can't stand it, I can't stand it-ohhhh, ahhhhhh, I'm coming-I'm 
coming, ahhhh, ohhhhh, fuck, fuck, fuck." 

Mom's cunt clasped my prick, squeezing the hot cream out of it, and she came 
too, right on target. 

"I made it," she gasped, "I made it-keep shoving!!" 

I had to keep the tempo of my cockthrusts up as Mom was demanding more, more 
all the time. I knew she could take on the navy with a hot box like she had. 
In a way I was a damned lucky kid to find a cunt like this; one that would 
never stop screwing. But, was I up to this much action on the bed? I didn't 
know. Our struggling, sweating bodies unclasped, and we relaxed. 

We lay there, spent, limp and happy. 

"How do you feel?" she said softly. 

"How do you think?" I laughed. 

She knew I was satisfied. How could I help but be satisfied after a fuck 
like that. 

"You want seconds?" she smiled. 

"After a minute or two," I told her, aware more than ever before she had a 
nympho-hangup and couldn't stop screwing once she got started. 

She let me be, but after while she was hot to trot. 

"Like to try the back door?" 

"Okay, Mom," I said eyeing her cute ass as she got on all fours. "Where's 
the vaseline?" 

"Top dresser drawer-only use the tube of lubricant-that works better." 

I quickly got the lubricant and gave myself a good grease job. Then, I got 
my gun greased and went to it. 

"Hey, don't forget to give me a lube job-I don't want that big prong up my 
asshole without some help, honey-" 

"Okay, Mom-just a minute!" Taking the top off the tube, I squeezed some of 
the gooey stuff into my hand, and then applied it to her asshole. 

Once I had her greased real good, I got ready for the big thrust. 

I grasped her buttocks, prying her apart. Next, I eased the head of my prick 
into her. She quivered for a second, but only a second because the moment I 
got it past the tight anal ring, she gripped it with her ass muscles and 
threw it back to me. 

I knew she was enjoying it now. 

"Ram it home, baby-" 

Gripping her buttocks, I drove it up there all the way. My balls bounced on 
her butt as I swiftly thrust it back and forth. 

"That's the way I like it-ohhhh, baby, fuck my ass-fuck it good!" 

Bending over and reaching for her titties, I ground it home. She wiggled her 
butt, and wouldn't stop. I thrust forward. 

"Oh, yes, yes, like that," I gasped as she ground around. "Keep that tail 
moving!" 

Her hot, tight ass revolved around my driving dick, and we kept the pace up. 

"Give, baby, give," I begged as she rode my rod. Her ass-muscles grabbed, 
and then she churned. It was the alternating action that had me going out of 
my gourd. To give her the ultimate orgasm. 

Now, pacing myself I thrust forward. She cried out in her sexual ecstasy, 
"Ohhhhh, baby-Again! Faster! Harder!" 

I pumped it to her just like she told me. 

"Ahh, ohhhh, I'm coming, I'm coming," I gasped as my dick shot its thick, 
creamy load of cum up her tremendous asshole. She came too. It was fantastic 
how exciting it was to feel her spurt. 

We got a laughing-jag on, we were so high on our sex-trip. We convulsed in 
laughter and rolled over on the floor. 

"We're cracking up, Mom," I roared, "honest to God, we're flipping-out." 

"Oh, no, we're not," she panted, "we're just two happy fuckers. Everybody 
gets carried away when they fit like we do-baby, we're made for each other 
and you know it." 

I pulled my peter out of her, and just lay there. 

"Maybe we are-but what do they do to people like us who fall in love?" 

"They'd lock us up," she yelped, "don't ever mention love-this is sex-and 
there's a whale of a big difference!" 

"Yes, I guess there is-how did you and Dad make out?" 

"Baby, your Daddy and I were fuck-mates from the very first time. He liked 
to have gooey sex at orgies. And I don't know if I should have gone at 
night-all those people crawling around on the floor and lickin' each other's 
assholes out-oh, God it was wild." 

"So you've been the orgy scene too?" I grinned. 

She turned on me, "What do you mean too?" I gulped, "I don't know-it just 
came out wrong-" 

"You've probably been cheating just like your father," she snapped savagely. 
Suddenly she was on me, clawing and scratching and fighting. 

"Stop it!" I yelled. "You gone wacky or what, Mom-for god's sakes will you 
stop it?" Mom finally calmed down, but only when I overpowered her and 
grabbed her hands tightly and held them. Then, she relaxed. 

"I'm sorry, son," she sobbed. "Honest ohhh, my baby, let me lick the blood 
off your back-forgive me-I didn't mean to." 

She was sobbing hysterically and the only thing I could do to stop her was 
let her do her thing. I turned over and with tears splashing on my raw back, 
mixing with the blood I felt her tongue licking me. 

"Mom-we have to control it-we can't let ourselves get so worked up," I said 
quietly. 

"I know," she whimpered and went right on licking my blood off my back. 
Finally, she stopped and lay down exhausted. I looked at her face. Her eyes 
looked vague and far-off, strangely out of focus. 

"You high on something?" 

"Yes," she said softly. 

"Oh, Mom, is there any kind of trouble you aren't familiar with? Oh, 
God-this is awful!" 

It was driving me crazy seeing her suffering. Just a short time ago we were 
caught in the clutches of lust, enjoying each other's bodies to the hilt. 
And now-and now, it was so remote-it seemed like an eternity ago. How can 
things change so fast I wondered as my upside-down world crumbled some more. 
Mom was staring at the ceiling. 

"You hate me for what I did to you, don't you?" 

I hesitated to answer. Picking the right words to appease her was not easy 
at all. 

"I could never hate you," I told her painfully as I looked at her glazed 
eyes as she rolled her head back and forth. 

Now, I knew what the score was. Mom was hooked on drugs. She depended on 
them for her vision of her world. Without the aid of the illusions they 
created she couldn't exist in the world she'd carved out for herself. 

"I bet you wondered why I hustled the time you caught me with that black 
stud?" she asked quietly. 

"I-I didn't know what to think." 

"Now you do," she said sadly. "The truth is out. Your Mom is better off dead 
than alive. I wish I could drive off a cliff and bury myself in the ocean." 

I kissed her lips, trying to distract her from her depressed mood. It had no 
effect. 

As I moved down to nibble on her nipples, she whispered, "Baby, it isn't sex 
your Mama needs now-it's the needle!" 

I pinned her down on the floor. 

"No, Mom, you don't need it. You've got my love-I can keep you from those 
damned drugs-lay off them." 

"I need them so I won't hate myself so much," she said grimly. "I'm really 
ashamed for what I've done-I really am-" 

Then, I tried to get her hot for another sex act, hoping this might prevent 
her from feeling the need for her dope. I felt of her pussy, and she 
moistened. This was what I wanted, to keep her sexually stimulated and 
transfer her craving for drugs into the sex route. This might change 
everything. 

Sticking my fingers in her snatch, I began diddling her. She dug this and 
wiggled in response. 

Then, I straddled her, trying desperately to distract her. If I focused her 
attention on my genitals, she'd have to forget about the needle. 

I got my ass right over her face and lowered. 

"Mom, baby, I need a tongue up it," I smiled down at her. A faint smile 
crept across her face and I knew I was turning her on again. 

Her hands reached up to grip my buttocks. I lowered, and then I felt the hot 
swish of her tongue as it circled around my asshole. That sure did feel 
groovy. 

"That's it-ohhh, Mom-you sure know how to make me happy," I encouraged her. 
As I got hotter, I grasped my pecker and began jerking it back and forth. 

She dug this alright. As she saw me pumping my peter, she kept time with her 
tongue. I felt it, slippery and wet slide up my asshole, nice and easy. 

"Oh, Mom-that's it-keep the tongue action going-I feel it down to my toes." 

This encouraged her. She grasped my buttocks and her tongue stabbed up my 
asshole with new-found force and delight. 

"Right-on," I panted, "keep that action up ohhhh, faster, keep that tongue 
flipping faster! 

Ohhhh, yes-yes-I like it-I like it! " 

Her hot tongue drove speedily in and out, with real pro perfection. I guess 
there's nothing in the world that can turn my balls on like a good hot 
ass-suck. Now, not just any ass suck, but I mean one with no holds barred 
where the woman enjoys servicing your ass as much as you dig having it 
serviced in this sexy manner. 

My balls were bouncing as I pumped my pecker and she ate my ass out. "Suck 
it, Mama-ohhh, that's it-suck my butt!" I pumped vigorously, and the meaty 
head grew bigger and bigger. I knew I'd have to angle my prick down her 
throat and give her a quick throat-fucking or my gun would go off in my 
hand. 

"Stop sucking," I insisted, "I'm ready to get my rocks off-" 

I pulled up, and her tongue slipped out of my asshole. Moving back in my 
same straddling position I aimed my prick for her open mouth. 

"I want to suck you, honey-ohhh, I want to suck on it," she moaned, her eyes 
fastening on it. 

I thrust it in her mouth and quickly touched the back of her throat. It was 
like hot velvet, and when she sucked her mouth became a fabulous whirlpool, 
pulling me down, down her throat. 

"Ohhhh, ahhhh, yes-yess, suck on me suck me off," I begged, as my balls 
bounced on her chin and my slick prick slid smoothly in and out of her 
mouth. 

She loved it. Even when I'd ram it down her throat, she'd glom on it like a 
sword swallower. 

"Suck my prick-suck it-ohhhh, suck it," I begged as I felt my hot sperm 
ready to shoot down her throat. She sensed I was almost there and hung on my 
buttocks with her grappling hand. 

"Eat it-eat my prick," I demanded. She gobbled down my dick and I got so 
excited my body was vibrating. 

"Eat it, Mama, eat it-you want it-suck it all in. Isn't that nice creamy 
cock-fresh out of my pecker-suck it all out-suck it clean." 

I really didn't have to tell her to gobble all my prick juice cause she'd do 
that independently. 

"Ohhhhh, I like that-I like that," I moaned, but I finally had to tell her 
to stop. I didn't want her sucking when the well went dry. 

"That's all there is-there isn't any more," I protested. But she still 
wouldn't stop sucking. It hurt! It tickled. Mom didn't mind what I felt. She 
wanted suck and she continued in spite of my protests. 

"Hey, take it easy-that's my cock you're sucking on-you've got all the juice 
... stop it Mom!" 

I knew the only way I could get her off my prick was to jolt her back to 
reality. I took a swing at her and tried not to hurt her. The surprise and 
impact of the pain brought her around and at last she released my peter. 

! 

She lay back, limp. 

"You better go to sleep now," I smiled at her. "Sorry-I didn't want to hurt 
you luv, but I had to bring you back-you were up there on cloud nine." 

"You love me?" 

"Sure, Mom-you know I do." 

"You don't hate me-" 

"Now, why in hell would I hate you-I just didn't want you to suck when it 
tickled-you know that doesn't feel so good." 

"I'm sorry-" 

"Nothing to be sorry about," I consoled her, "Now, I've got to get to bed." 

She didn't complain when I left her this time. Nor did she ask for her 
drugs. Just the same as I lay in my bed, thinking about the events of the 
last few hours, I thought I'd check her out and see if she was alright. I 
tip-toed back down the hall, opened the door softly and saw her just as she 
shoved the needle in her arm. 

I couldn't stand it. She was hooked on drugs, crazy for sex, wild in bed, 
but totally impossible. I suddenly felt only disgust and revulsion for 
her-even if she was my Mom. I silently, ever so carefully, closed the door 
and went back to bed. Of course I had a restless night of it. I could hardly 
get to sleep. 

Over and over the troubling things she'd told me upset me. Where would it 
all end? We couldn't go on forever, her hooked on drugs, and screwing with 
me. Something had to give, and I was afraid at that moment it might be me. I 
felt shamefully depressed. Guilt surfaced and I felt like an awful loathsome 
human being. Motherfucker-that's what you are-everybody would say this if 
they knew the godawful truth. Who could I turn to for comfort? Dad had 
vanished and from what Mom had to say about him he was a no good, worthless 
sonofabitch. 

I sure as hell couldn't turn to sister Jan. I'd confused her psyche enough 
screwing with her. Allen Carson would flip-out and tell every kid in the 
neighborhood if I ever spilled my guts to him. Church flashed across my 
mind. I wondered if I'd dare tell the preacher. Yes, I might go to him and 
explain the predicament I was in. 

But, on second thought I realized I could never do that. Everywhere I turned 
it was the same. I had no place to go but down to hell. And like as not the 
devil would consider me an outcast, and shout, "Motherfuckers burn-over 
there-where it's hell is the hottest!" His shrieks of laughter seemed to 
engulf me, and I tossed and turned so much I almost fell off the bed. 

Finally, all the ugliness faded, and I drifted off to sleep-which I needed 
so damned desperately. 

 CHAPTER NINE 

Now I knew my crazy passion to screw Mom and Jan had to come to an end. 
Going on was going to drive us up the wall and I vowed I would stop it. 
But-how? That was the problem. I decided I'd get a part-time job. That would 
keep me so busy Mom and Jan would have to leave me alone. So, I looked 
around for a job all during the next week. It wasn't anywhere near as easy 
as I imagined it would be to find work. At last I got a job at a theater. I 
had to take tickets, polish the crummy old chandelier in the lobby and 
vacuum the front lobby after closing. I sure didn't like the money 
either-the basic minimum naturally. All the money connected with the movies 
went to somebody besides the poor people who keep the theaters going. That 
is, except for the manager and the projectionist. They clean up with the 
rest, but the gal in the ticket booth and the chick working the popcorn 
counter got gypped just like me. 

Allen begged .me to let him sneak in. I told him the times the manager 
wouldn't be around to spy on my integrity. So, I got him in. Mom was plenty 
burned up cause she figured I'd gotten the job mainly to avoid anymore sex 
with her. Jan got the hint too. 

"I never see anymore of you," Mom complained one night. 

"I'm sorry Mom-but you know how busy I am with work and school-" 

"I suppose so," she said sadly, "but sometimes you could find time-" 

I turned away and went to my bedroom. I didn't know words that could satisfy 
her because what she wanted was my body. And this I had vowed I could never 
give her again. 

"Son," she whispered quietly, pounding on the door. "About-about the other 
night!" 

"Will you go away, Mom and let me sleep?" 

"No, honey-I've to talk to you." She slowly opened the door and came in and 
sat down beside me. 

"I-I said I'm sorry about the other night. Do you forgive me?" 

"Yes." 

"Then, baby, can we be like we were before-lovers?" 

"No, Mom-we've got to stop before it's too late-" 

"Too late?" she asked as if she couldn't remotely comprehend what I meant by 
that brief, blunt answer. 

"Sometimes people flip-out when they don't watch themselves," I told her 
frankly. 

"You think I'm crazy-don't you, son?" she smirked strangely. "Fess' up-tell 
me the truth! " 

"No-no, Mom, it isn't that-" 

"Well, what is it?" she asked as softly as she knew how. 

"People don't fuck each other in the same family-it's not normal!" 

"Normal?" she asked, "Who says so?" 

"Society-our culture-the church-I mean everybody is against motherfucking, 
damnit!" I blurted in exasperation, sweat beginning to roll down my body, as 
I sought vigilantly to bring her back to reality. 

"Society, culture-church," she mocked me. "Society and culture and church 
are no damned good. They think making love is crazy, but killing people in 
war is alright. I think they're all wrong. Sex, like we make it, baby-is 
love pure, white and spotless love." 

"I-I know how you feel, Mom-but-" 

"But what?" 

"No man is an island-I can't live by myself, you can't live by yourself. If 
anybody on god's green earth knew we were screwing each other they'd throw 
us in the looney bin, Mom-can't you understand?" 

"No-no, I can't understand at all," she said, slowly shaking her head as 
tears rolled down her cheeks. "All I know is I love my son-maybe too 
much-but just the same-I love you." 

I put my arms around her and she lay her head on my shoulder. Soon, sobs 
were wracking her body as she wept. How I hated these teary episodes. I'd do 
anything to avoid getting trapped in one of these ugly moments. 

"If that's the way you want it," she finally said quietly, and pulled away 
from me, got up and walked out. I just sat there, not knowing what to think. 
Vividly, I recalled all her talk about death and this haunted me. I didn't 
want her driving off some lonely old cliff, or slashing her wrists. I felt 
confused. Maybe I should have just fucked her and let her live on in her 
rainbow illusion land. Perhaps, she'd get over it if she got enough fucks. 
But what about me? I was going nuts knowing what I was-not that it really 
bugged me personally that much-but it did slice me to think of what others 
would think if they knew. I undressed and went to bed. 

The next day I decided there was only one thing to do. I would check the sex 
action out with Allen. I walked over to his place and he greeted me with a 
broad, happy grin. 

"Good timing-yes, sir-good timing. I've lined up two of the cutest little 
broads you can imagine. Real nice chicks, love to screw-wild little 
nymphos." 

"Groovy-we go back to the Starlight Motel?" 

"Yeah-that's the place. We'll be going there on Friday-Friday night about 
eight." 

"I'm working then-" 

"Damnit," Allen blurted, "can't you ever get sick? Just one night?" 

"I guess so," I chuckled. "It'll make them appreciate me more if I let them 
miss me now and then. If they have to do all the work they dish out to me, 
they'll ease up on all the assignments-maybe. Probably, they'll leave most 
the stuff for me to do when I get back." 

"Forget about it-enjoy some hot fucking and forget about everything else." 

"Okay-how much?" 

"Twenty," Allen said quickly, "and a bargain price at that too-these two 
girls will give out like nothing-Susie and Gloria-both nymphos." 

I called up my job on Friday, just like Allen had suggested and told them I 
was sick-caught a cold, and wanted to ease up before it developed into flu 
or something worse." 

Flu was the magic word. Nobody wanted to pick up the bug, and the manager 
told me stay away until I was well. 

I laughed, "I'll be alright-but I need a little breather." I cut out for the 
Starlight Motel with my balls aching to get some action. Having gotten used 
to good screwing, I missed it badly when I couldn't get some. 

I gave the signal knock on the same room we had before. Allen knocked back 
and opened up the door, smiling and drinking. 

"Come right in, buddy," he whispered, "the party is really grooving-" 

He wasn't kidding. Everybody was bare butt naked and walked around drinking 
and the two little chicks were putting on an exhibition. "They're so young-" 
I told Allen. 

"No, they're not-Susie is fifteen and Gloria is fourteen." 

"But 

"But what? Aren't they classy chicks?" 

"Yes-give me a drink." 

He pointed to the bar he'd made out of the dresser top and I walked over to 
pick up the bottle of bourbon and pour myself a shot. I needed one. 

Susie and Gloria were going to town on each other. They were hugging and 
kissing and then Allen went over to a big bag and picked out the dildo and 
brought it over to them. 

"Try that on for size," he smiled. 

Susie pulled away from Gloria's body for a moment and smiled, "Anxious to 
see how we do it?" 

The cats all chorused, "Yes-yes-let's see how two females make it-" 

Susie got off the bed, strapping the dildo in place. Then, she straddled 
Gloria and slowly eased the dildo's big head into her snatch. Gloria just 
lay there, mouth open and gave a little jump as the big plastic prick 
stabbed her gash. 

"Give it to me, baby," she begged, and the penis thrust into her. 
"Ohhhhh-just like that." 

Now, Susie slammed it to her. She pressed her tits down on Gloria's big 
knockers and the cats watching were getting instant hard-ons watching these 
girls find sexual fulfillment in their own unique way. 

"Fuck me-fuck me," Susie panted, just like a man demanding a woman give him 
his kicks. 

"Ohhh-now-give-give, baby-give it to me," she demanded. Gloria wiggled her 
ass, thrusting her pelvis up to meet the driving dildo thrusts. The boys 
were going out of their gourds watching the two chicks screwing each other. 

"Give it to her," Allen cried out eagerly, "Stab it up there-ohhhh, baby, 
give it to her!" 

The two chicks were reaching climax. 

"Now, baby, drive it-faster! That's it more-!!" 

Gloria's hands were massaging Susie's buttocks as Susie screwed her. Then, 
it came-they both went off at once-right on target. As the sticky, hot 
juices mingled and trickled down their legs, the boys applauded, and Susie 
kept on demanding, "Oh-baby, fuck it-fuck it-one more time-ahhhh, ohhhhh, 
beautiful!" 

Their lips met in a wild, passionate kiss, and the scorching sex scene was 
over. Susie pulled away from Gloria, and the dildo slid out smoothly, slick 
with cum. 

She went to the bathroom, closed the door and turned on the water. 

"One of you cats ought to eat my pussy," Gloria winked. 

"I'm first," Allen insisted. He got on the bed and buried his face in her 
snatch. Soon his hot tongue was flipping in and out as he sucked her juices. 
His hands reached up to grope her titties. Then, he pinched their nipples 
with his fingertips. 

It was a fantastic fuck and I envied him his position. All of a sudden I saw 
Susie coming back with the dildo still strapped on. She'd cleaned it off. 
When she saw Allen sprawled on the bed, she knew what to do. 

She straddled him and spit in her hand, applying it to the plastic 
prick-head, and then shoved it up Allen's tight asshole. He didn't stop 
sucking on Gloria's snatch. Instead, he thrust his ass up to meet the dildo 
thrusts as if he enjoyed it. One of the boys decided he would try utilizing 
Susie's asshole. He got on the bed behind her, and rammed his dick up her 
asshole. Now, the bed was really humping with sex. 

The cats who couldn't get their rocks off were slowly stroking on their 
pricks, making sure they didn't jerk too fast as they didn't want to shoot 
off in their hand with all the good ass available-only later. 

The hot prick driving up Susie's asshole was sure enjoying it. He rode her, 
slapping her firm, round globes crudely. "Give it to me, baby give me a hot 
ass fuck!" Susie shoved back, and he shoved forward. As she went forward, 
the plastic prick stabbed Allen's asshole, and his tongue in turn ate away 
at Gloria's hot snatch. What a super-suck-fuck. 

"Fuck-off," the cats finally told the kid giving it to Susie. They wanted to 
get theirs too, and he seemed to be taking his time. One kid slapped him on 
the ass. 

"Feels good," he turned. 

"Get your rocks off," the cat said angrily. 

"Alright, alright," the kid said, increasing the pace of his pecker thrusts. 
With firm, hard strokes he rammed it up there. 

"Ohhhh, that's it-give it, fuck-fuck, fuck!" He shot his gun off in her 
asshole and that was the end of that. But, Allen had to get Gloria's pussy 
so hot she'd climax. At last Gloria was groaning, and twisting and turning. 

"Eat me-eat me," she begged. Allen eagerly ate at her snatch, sucking her 
juices for all he was worth. Then, the kid giving cock to Susie slid his 
long, dick out of her tight butt, and she pulled her plastic prick out of 
Allen's asshole. But, we had to pull Allen right off of Gloria's cunt, cause 
he wouldn't quit sucking. 

"Now give us some good screws," the others demanded. Both girls spread their 
legs and massaged their pussies. The boys lined up by the bed. Dave and 
Allen were the first to give it to them. They both straddled the girls and 
shoved their pricks up their cunts. The girls rubbed their backs and 
massaged their butts while they shoved it to them. 

"Fuck-fuck it," Allen gasped as he rutted into her. 

"Give, baby, give," Dave panted as he pushed his pecker up her gash. It was 
a fascinating sight to see the four of them hot at it. Again, the old dick 
got rock-hard and there was nothing to do but reach down and pull it. 

"Ohhhh, I'm there, baby, squeeze it out that's it-pump it!" 

Susie's hot cunt grabbed at Allen's prick and got all the hot cream out. 
Then, Dave made it. "Ohhhh, that's it-faster, fucker-now ohhhhhh, keep that 
up-yes, yes, now ahhhhh, ohhhh, wow-eeee!" 

Dave's gun had gone off in Gloria. 

"Next, next-" we insisted. I got on after Allen got off. Susie was a cute 
little chick. Her face was flushed with all the fucking. Bill got on 
Gloria's cunt after Dave moved off. It was fun to fuck when somebody beside 
me was screwing too. 

"You're cute," Susie smiled. 

"So are you, baby," I smiled right back and drove my meat up her cunt. She 
liked fucking; you could tell that for damned sure. Her cunt muscles 
massaged, clutched and wiggled as I gave her a good, hard fucking. 

"That's it-yes-yes-fuck-fuck-fuck," I begged as I neared climax. Susie knew 
how to do it too. She was kneading and massaging my buttocks roughly and 
then she slid a finger up my asshole, adding another dimension of 
scintillating excitement as we screwed. 

"Fuck-fuck-fuck off," I gasped as I shot my rocks off in her hot, wet and 
wooly pussy. 

At the same time, Bill was making it. He was thrusting his tongue in and out 
of Gloria's mouth, pressing down on her titties and giving her hard, 
penetrating pecker-thrusts. 

"That's it-ohhhh, ahhhh, I like you, baby, I like you!" Gloria was panting 
as she threw her head this way and that. It was a super-fuck, and Bill 
groaned in delight, "Ahhhhh, eee ohhhhhhh! I'm there, baby! Faster, fucker, 
faster!" Gloria increased her speed on his prick, and she milked him. 

"Ahhhh, that's it-ohhh, you're too much, honey-too much," Bill moaned as he 
finished driving his dick up her. We had to pull off fast so the horny crew 
could continue. 

The next two studs were going to town when I heard someone say, "how about 
whips?" 

"Whips?" I asked. 

"Yeah," Allen smiled, "Whips! My old man uses a whip on Mom now and then. 
I've seen him, and she likes it. He lashes it across her back, across her 
ass and across her tits, when she'll let him. He jerks his meat while he 
does it to her like this." 

"So?" 

"So-I figured we ought to use a little 'discipline' on these dames. They 
need to learn how to satisfy all kinds. Now, what if my old man was fuckin' 
them-he'd make them take a good whipping-it's only normal for people to try 
everything." 

"I guess you're right," I said reluctantly, not quite able to grasp what 
connection using a whip's lash on somebody's bare body could do for them. 

 CHAPTER TEN 

"Hey, cute baby," Allen chuckled as he walked back into the room and looked 
at the girls. "Why don't you sweet things show us you know how to do 
everything?" 

"Everything?" 

"Yes," I smiled. "How would you like to get used to having a whip across 
your ass? That sounds real groovy-now doesn't it?" 

"I-I don't know," Susie said smoothly. 

"Oh, hell," Gloria said, "you let big old Pete use the whips on you 
before-don't play innocent!" 

"But it's worth more when you cats groove the sadist trip-" 

"I dig you, baby," Allen smiled, "you want more money if we get our rocks 
off lashing your ass-right?" 

"Well, it's only fair," Susie smiled slyly. Now, the other guys were 
fascinated with the excitement using the whips might bring them. 

"I'll give a couple more bucks if I can use the whip on you, Susie," Dave 
smiled eagerly. 

"Well, if you all you cats paid a couple more that would add up-wouldn't it 
Gloria?" Susie smiled. "Sure it would!" Gloria nodded, turned on by the 
prospect of more loot. Both girls flipped over quickly, making sure we 
didn't turn the whip loose on their titties. 

"If you promise not to get savage," Gloria smiled cautiously, "you can start 
on me." 

Allen was the most anxious to experiment. So he was first. 

"Oh, I'll take it easy," he promised, but the weirdo look on his face made 
both girls shiver, as he raised the whip menacingly and just held it 
suspended in air. Finally, when their asses quivered at the prospect of the 
impact of the whip, he bore down hard. 

"That's it-shiver!" 

"You're hurting me-ohhhh, keep it up!" Susie gasped excitedly and the cats 
were amazed. Apparently little Susie was holding out on us. She sure had a 
big streak of sadistic delight running through her, matching up perfectly 
with Allen's masochistic propensity. 

"Give it to me," Susie begged, and Allen focused the whip lash on her 
smooth, soft ass. Then, Gloria wanted to be cut into the action too. 

"How about me?" she demanded. 

"Okay, I'll give you yours," Allen said, his pecker rising, his hand 
reaching down to grasp his dick. 

Dave got the hots to do it too. His pecker was rising watching. "Hey, 
buddy-remember me?" he told Allen. So, Allen nodded glumly, "okay, 
already-but give me my whack at her-do you mind, buddy boy?" 

"Ohhhhh, I like the feel of it," Gloria purred, "More, baby, more-ohhhhh, do 
it up brown, baby." 

Allen was going out of his gourd. His hand bore down in repeated hot lashes, 
and his other hand was pumping his meat as he did it. 

"Look at that fucker go," Bill smiled. 

"Yeah, and it's about time he let me go-go-go!" Dave said glumly. At last, 
Allen's prick popped and the hot cum flashed down his cock all over his 
hand. 

"How about that?" Allen smiled proudly. Then, Dave took the whip and began 
his own action. He started with Susie, lashing her lightly and then pulling 
tricks to add excitement. He got a charge out of holding it up over her, and 
then waiting. When they both got shivery, and quivery just waiting for the 
bite of the lash, that was when the action really took dimension. 

"Stop that," Susie protested, "just bring it down, baby and get it over 
with-this suspense is driving me crazy!" 

"That's what I like about it," Dave smiled sadistically. At last he brought 
it down with a tremendous lash across Susie's bare buttocks. She howled in 
pain. Dave was much more severe in his administering of the whip-lash trip 
than Allen was. His penis bulged, and he began jerking. 

"Ohhhh, that's nice-that's nice-come on and fuck off," Dave smiled. "You two 
chicks turn around and press your pussies together-I want to see how two 
chicks make out minus the phony prick bit." The two girls turned on their 
sides and began kissing. Soon, they were pressing their pussies against each 
other. 

"Ohhh, that's groovy," Dave smiled, pumping his meat fast now and whipping 
quickly with rapid-fire movements. Keep that up-yes yes-I dig that." 

Now, he was getting his while the girls were getting theirs. It was a sexy 
sight to see them Frenching each other, grasping their backs, feeling of 
their asses, and pressing their cunts together like two turned on lovers. 
Dave dug it too, his hand jerking swiftly on his prick. 

"Faster-faster-now-that's it-keep the action up-ohhhh, yes-yess-more 
ohhhhhhh, ahhhhh." 

The hot cum flashed out of his pecker, down his hands and dripped onto the 
floor. And the girls were climaxing too. Dave noticed this and whipped 
lightly now. They were passionately embracing, kissing and making out as 
they made it. The boys dug that action. The party was really getting wilder. 
Bill was next. He picked up the whip, and said, "turn over-so I can turn 
on-baby dolls?" 

Susie objected, "No!" 

"You heard me fuckers-" Bill said sternly. "Turn-over!" The other boys were 
silent. They were enjoying the conflict created by the last wild sex demand. 

"I'm not going to," Gloria said flatly. 

"Me neither," Susie pouted, hardly believing Bill meant business." 

And then, the lashing began. 

"Turn-over," Bill demanded, as he bore down with the whip in a fanatical 
fury that took us all by surprise. 

His ability to enjoy the sadistic delights was beyond belief. So, the only 
thing to do was keep quiet and let him and the girls work it out. 

It was stimulating to see the way he reached down for his tool and began 
pumping it rhythmically. 

"Do as I tell you," Bill insisted, "I mean it-" Susie and Gloria had a look 
of terror in their eyes that surprised everyone, but pleased Bill. He 
smiled, "Okay, chicks-you're not being nice to me-you know you should obey 
your lord and master!" 

To add impact and emphasis to his words, he bore down with the whip and 
lashed both Susie and Gloria with fast force. 

"Take this-fuckers-and this-and this!" The whip bore down in a crescendo of 
lashes. The bite of the whip on their tender skin made an awful sound. The 
girls cried out in pain. 

"Stop it you beast-" Gloria begged. 

"You rotten, stinkin' sadist," Susie snapped. This only increased the 
pleasure that Bill was obtaining from his actions. He bore down with sharp 
impact and kept up a steady stream of action. 

"Ohhhhh, now-now, turn over!" 

He had the girls right where he wanted them. Scared as hell, and willing to 
do anything he demanded. Both chicks rolled over, exposing their soft tits 
to his angry stare. 

"Is this what you want?" Gloria shrieked as she covered her tits with her 
hands protectively. 

"Oh, no-that's not what I want," Bill said, with a trace of his sinister 
smile flashing through-"No-no-I don't want that at all-I want your nice soft 
breasts-they're the most fun to whip, baby! " 

"You'll never whip my tits," Susie lashed into him. Her feet flew up in the 
air, and the whip came down with cutting impact. Susie howled in pain, her 
arms went out and she gave in to his cruel demand. 

"Ohhh, now-now I've got what I want," he said pulling his lips together 
tightly. "Just don't move!" The whip's hot sting lacerated the tender 
tit-flesh, making them grow red and awful looking. Next, he lashed into 
Gloria's tits. When the girls didn't howl, he wasn't satisfied at all. 

"I can't hear you," he said, turning his head to the side, and glaring down 
at them, like he'd flipped out. Now he had us all hypnotized into some kind 
of freeze. Nobody made a move. 

"Cry out-let me hear you howl!" he smiled. Again, his hand raised with full 
force. The girls accommodated him with loud, terrible shrieks of pain. 

"Oh, that's too loud," he said, shaking his head and smiling down at them 
like a lunatic. "Don't make a sound this time!" Turning his head once again 
to the side in his strange manner, he brought the whip down in a series of 
repeated lashes across their tits until the girls were sobbing hysterically, 
biting their lips in an effort to control their outcries. Glistening tears 
streaked down their faces, and Bill was there. His hand jerked quickly on 
his dong, and he got his rocks off. The creamy, thick cum flashed out of his 
prick, and down the sides of it, and down his hand to the floor. 

A knock was heard on the door, and everybody panicked. "Oh, my God," Allen 
gasped, "I guess we made too much noise-" 

"You and that damned whip idea," Gloria snapped, "it's all your fault you 
sadistic animal. 

I hope they put you away for this-" 

"Open up," the voice demanded. Then, the key turned in the lock and the door 
opened and the apartment house manager walked in. 

"I'm turning you all in to Juvenile," he said, and two men quickly appeared 
behind him. 

"Take pictures of them-let them see down at Juvenile what we have to put up 
with nowadays with some of these kids who get hung-up on sex orgies and pot. 
No doubt you are all high," he said grimly. 

Flashbulbs popped and everybody instinctively tried to cover his face from 
the evil glare of those exposing pictures. But, it was no use. We were all 
naked, and they could quickly identify us. We got dressed quietly, and they 
continued taking pictures of the room which was, I'll admit quite a wreck. 
The big blobs of cum all over the carpet, the chairs, even the curtains made 
it obvious what was happening. The Juvenile Detail came moments later and we 
all got hauled away. I felt like an idiot. Now, Mom would know what I'd been 
up to. En route, I looked at the buildings and how I wished I wasn't trapped 
in my own traumas. I wanted to be free-not just of the charges they'd bring 
against me, but free from my own sex hang-ups which kept me caged in my own 
psyche-the worst prison of all. The prison from which there is no escape 
until you get yourself straightened up. 

When we finally got to the Juvenile Hall, I was numb with terror. It seemed 
as if I'd never be free. Even if they didn't keep me-I had to go home-and 
that was a prison all its own. Where could a kid go when he was fouled up in 
his own home I asked myself. Nowhere but down-down-down! Yet, this wasn't 
the way to think. I had to pull my guts together, and not admit to anything. 

 CHAPTER ELEVEN 

Mom came and picked me up. I felt dual emotions when I saw her. Sure, I was 
glad to be free from all the questioning, and thankful they didn't have room 
to keep me. But I wasn't the least bit anxious to go home with her. She was 
as bad for me as Susie and Gloria and Allen and all the other cats who dug 
the orgy scene. 

"You really disappointed me," Mom began quietly. And the way she said it, I 
felt sure I detected a trace of satisfaction. A sort of 'I told you so' 
smugness that put her a notch above me. 

I looked at her. "Maybe you've been a disappointment to me, Mom." 

"Gratitude," she said with heavy sarcasm. "That's my thanks for trying to 
help you out every way I knew how." 

"Weren't you trying to help yourself out to my body too?" I demanded 
tightly. 

"I-I don't know what you're talking about," she said in mock disgust. I knew 
her so well now that I was onto all her tricks. And if there was one thing I 
didn't like it was her deceptive ways. She had a sinister streak of sadism 
running through her as well as her hot lusts for sex. 

"Did it ever occur to you that your wanting to fuck me all the time has 
fouled me up?" 

"How could I foul you up?" She said smugly. "You are about the most warped, 
twisted, ungrateful little bastard a mother could be stuck with. I've tried 
to give you sex at home so you wouldn't have to go through episodes just 
like this. Is that what you consider normal?" 

"Knock it off-" 

"Sure, stop talking about it," she said evenly, "stop-when facing the facts 
would nail you not me! Those two poor girls were wrecks. Their bloody bodies 
testify to what you are capable of. And if you expect me to stick up for you 
when we go to court you better show me a little respect." 

She had me now. Right where she wanted me. If I didn't show her a 'little 
respect' which undoubtedly meant fucking her, she'd testify I was a teenage 
sex maniac-that would help me ever so much. Nice, Mom! Always one jump ahead 
of me. We pulled into our driveway and I got out of the car without saying a 
word. As I came into the house, I thought perhaps Mom would be stopped if my 
sister Jan was around. I went to Jan's room but she was gone. 

"Looking for someone?" Mom asked, flashing a strange smile. 

"Where's Jan?" 

"I thought it best if she stayed with Aunt Helen," she smiled, "I didn't 
want her to hear us talking about your awful mess you got yourself into." 

"That's real thoughtful of you-thanks!" 

Mom had me trapped now. She was probably aching for a fuck, 'cause I'd 
avoided giving her a good screwing in a long time. I read her right when she 
said, "Baby, before we do anything we need a good meal. I've got us a couple 
of T-bones and I'll fix you a nice green salad, and I've even got apple 
pie." 

"Oh, that's nice-Mom and apple pie-old-fashioned normal Americana-ugh!" I 
slumped into a chair, and Mom paid no attention to my indifferent attitude. 
She went right ahead, fixing the dinner. I must admit the smell of that 
steak did turn my stomach on. I was hungry as all get out. 

"Food's on, son," she said quietly. I turned and saw the table. What a 
spread she'd made for us. The big steak, a potato with sour cream and 
chives, the green salad with my favorite dressing-Roquefort, and the promise 
of hot apple pie in the oven. It was almost as if I'd come home after some 
great achievement. 

"Oh, this looks good, Mom," I enthused. "That's good," she smiled. We ate 
our meal and she had some dinner music on the radio playing in the 
background. Even candlelight. I dug everything but the damned candles. That 
made it like we were lovers getting together for our little love feast 
before we made it sexually. 

"Ready for your apple pie?" she smiled, when I was almost through. 

"Yeah," I said, hoping not to build up her hopes by acting too nice. 

"Whipped cream, ice cream or both?" 

She really was laying it on thick. 

"Ice cream is okay," I told her. She cut me a generous slice of the hot 
apple pie and scooped out a big scoop of French vanilla ice cream which she 
knew was my favorite. I enjoyed the pie and ice cream, and began 
contemplating what would follow. When dinner was over, I thought it best if 
I just told her flatly, "Mom-I'm real tired. So, if you don't mind, I'm 
going to bed early-alone !" 

"Oh, alright," she said, so casually I thought perhaps she was changing at 
last and going to act like any other normal Mom. This would be wonderful. 
Maybe the Juvenile Hall would turn out to be the best thing that ever 
happened to me. Maybe she was going to catch on just how dangerous her own 
sexual involvement with me might become if we didn't stop it somewhere. 

I went to my bedroom, undressed and got in bed. I always sleep in the nude 
and tonight I was extra glad I did for I seemed to itch all over. N o doubt 
it was my nerves. I'd been through so many hells lately, my nerves had every 
right to act up a little. When I finally got to sleep, I didn't know a thing 
until I felt something hot and wonderful on my dong. 

It was the funniest thing-like in a dream. A whirlpool of hot velvet sucking 
me down, down, down. And then I hardened, and I realized I was being sucked 
off. I threw the covers back and saw Mom with her mouth fastened to my 
prick. 

When she had me like this, I couldn't resist her. It felt too good, and my 
own instincts felt the need to shoot the gun off when it felt so fantastic. 

"Oh, Mom," I urged her, running my fingers through her hair, "suck me-suck 
my cock ohhhhh, I dig that! That's real groovy! Suck it off." Her fingers 
massaged my nuts, and one finger slid up my asshole. Her hot mouth knew just 
how to tease, tantalize and excite me. 

"Ohhh, that's it, focus on the head, Mom just use your mouth on the head. 
Hold on tightly! That's it-tightly!" Her mouth gripped my pecker-head 
tightly and she sucked magnificently. 

"Suck me-ohhhh, I like that, suck off suck it, ahhhh, ohhh, I'm coming, I'm 
coming!!" 

Her finger continued gliding up my quivering asshole as her mouth went down 
over my prick. It was a sensational feeling, and I dug it all the way. 

When she'd drained me, she smiled, "now, baby-eat me!" 

"Alright, Mom," I said reluctantly. 

She quickly straddled me and pushed her pussy to my mouth. My tongue lashed 
her slit, and then stiffened and thrust inside her hot cave. 

I really dug doing this at last. At first I'd been turned-off at the idea of 
eating snatch. But, having sucked as much as I had, I dug the pussy-trip. 

She sure liked it too. Running her fingers through my hair, she pulled my 
head tighter to her snatch. 

"Eat it-eat it, baby," she panted as she pushed. My tongue thrust inside 
her, probing her hot cave, and then lashing at her clit. I'd learned a 
flicking technique that made her wiggle. Nibbling was the way to bring her 
there. I nibbled at her snatch and she gushed. 

"Suck-off-suck my cunt-eat it!" 

She tasted good and I licked her cunt clean. Then, I rolled over and tried 
to get some sleep. She wouldn't get out of the bed. Now, that she knew we 
were alone, she didn't want to leave me alone a minute. She wrapped her arm 
around me and we fell asleep in this position. The next morning I woke up as 
dawn streaked the sky. I moved, and then realized Mom was wound around me. 

"Morning, baby," she whispered softly. "Morning, Mom." 

She started kissing me all over. 

"Hey, what you trying to do?" 

"You got a hard-on," she said softly. "Everybody does when they get up," I 
said quietly. 

"Baby, let me mount you," she begged. 

"I gotta' piss-do you mind," I told her bluntly. 

"No, baby, but don't get mean about it "I'm not being mean," I laughed, 
"it's just the way the equipment is made-okay?" 

While I was in the john, she slipped off to the john off her bedroom. By the 
time I got back, she was bare ass naked and walked into the bedroom and 
smiled, "Ready?" 

She did look enticing and my joint was up again. I got over on the bed, and 
she had to tell me how to do it. 

"Mom on top-okay, baby?" 

I lay on my back. "Okay!" 

She took my pecker in her hand and stroked me. Then, she straddled me and 
slid her cunt over my cock. 

I thrust upward and she grasped it with her cunt. 

I liked the way she vigorously massaged my prick in her cunt clasp and she 
went to town. 

Reaching up, I grasped her titties and pinched them. 

"Ohhh, that feels good," she panted, "shove it up there!" 

With the double sensations of my hands grasping her tits, and my penis 
ramming up her cunt I got a groovy fuck. 

"We can watch each other's response doing it this way," she smiled. 

"I know," I nodded. 

"When she got to humping me still more vigorously, I increased the pace of 
my pecker thrust. 

"Now-give it to me-shove it!" Mom sure did like her sex. I thrust with all 
my might and she massaged my cock in her cunt. We were fuckers on fire now. 

"Ohhh, I like that, I like it," I gasped, as I rode her, and she smiled back 
at me. "We were made for each other! " 

"Made in hell," I laughed, as I drove it to orgasm. The hot cum splashed in 
her cunt, and she climaxed with me. 

"Oh, Wow!" I gasped, and grunted, "Ahhhhheeeeeohhhhhhh!" She panted, "Keep 
thrusting it up there-don't stop!" 

I kept riding her and she kept grasping at my dick. We were really enjoying 
ourselves, turned on and uninhibited at last. She got off me, and said, "We 
need a good breakfast." 

"I'm glad it's Sunday," I smiled, "I'd hate to go to school today after all 
the fucking I've had." 

"I'm glad it's Sunday too," she said, "now and then we need a breather-" 

We had a very good breakfast and then I decided to go play tennis with the 
kid who lived next door. I hadn't seen Frank in quite a spell and I thought 
it might be good to go with somebody who wasn't always talking dirty like 
Allen. Frank was surprised I asked him to play tennis, and gladly accepted. 

"What's this I hear about you getting busted at some orgy action last 
night?" he began when we were at the tennis court. 

"News travels fast around this town, doesn't it?" I smiled. 

"News like that,'-' he flashed me a knowing grin. 

"Well, just a little bad luck," I chuckled, trying to make light of it. 

"My Mom tells me you've got to go to Juvenile Court on this-she warned me 
not to get in a scrape like you did," he said seriously. 

"I'll give you the same warning, Frank," I said sadly. "It's best to let 
some things wait." 

"Like dame-hunting?" he asked. 

"Yeah-lay off it long as you can. Once you get your balls on fire and fuck 
around a lot you get used to it and you've got to have it." 

"Like dope?" 

"Not exactly," I chuckled, "you should never get involved with pot, and the 
needle and that trip. But-sex-you gotta' move slow and use a little 
self-control." 

"That's my problem," he grinned sheepishly, "all my life I've used self 
control and it's got me nowhere. I haven't even had one piece of ass and I'm 
fifteen." 

"So what? You got the rest of your life to fuck! You ought to play it 
cool-focus your mind on school, sports and date-sure-but that doesn't mean 
you got to climb all over every chick you go out with." 

"But I've got to score sometime," Frank said sadly. 

"Don't worry-you will. Everybody does sooner or later. I wish it had been a 
little later and a little different for me-" 

"That's what you say the day after they catch you fucking," Frank said 
flatly. "But you wouldn't have said that in the middle of the orgy, would 
you?" 

"If I had any sense in my skull I would," I smiled, "Now, let's play this 
game-okay." 

We had a good time, and when I went home I was beginning to feel human. Good 
fresh air, and some sports sure can take your mind off the sex. If I'd had 
more sports, and less bedtime activities, I'd have been on the ball, instead 
of on the dime over this motel scene. 

When we finally went to Juvenile, I flipped out. It was like I was a 
murderer or something. Everybody was focusing their eyes on us. I found out 
that Susie and Gloria were real young swingers. Their minor status made us 
all the more despised. I'll never forget the looks their parents shot our 
directions. Then, I noticed Aunt Helen and Jan. Seeing them made me flip 
out. Mom was gratefully absent. 

The charges were all presented against us and the motel manager gave a 
biting testimony. 

"When I walked in-I saw that one," he said, pointing at Bill, "holding a 
whip across those poor girls' naked bodies. They were cringing in fear as 
this monster mentality-" 

"I'm sorry," the judge interrupted, "if you can't confine yourself to the 
facts without putting your own prejudices into every sentence we can't take 
your testimony." 

Good for you, I thought as I realized how little understanding the guy had. 
Maybe he was young once and fucked too. And I bet he wouldn't enjoy having 
all his dirty linen out in a courtroom for everybody to lick their chops. 

"Sorry," he admitted, and meekly gave a truthful testimony, now and then 
veering to the point of coloring it. 

They questioned Allen, Dave, Bill, the other kids and me. When it was my 
turn, I tried to keep my cool. 

"Did you use the whip on these two girls you see before you?" 

"No," I said, thanking God I hadn't gone that route. Then, he said, "Did you 
perform the act of intercourse with one or both of them." 

"One," I replied, and he nailed every minor detail down until I thought I'd 
vomit. They really should provide vomit bags with rotten recountings of orgy 
sex. But then, I thought guiltily-if they had to provide vomit bags it was 
only because my own damned conduct was such a low level, it would sicken 
anybody who wasn't twisted-like me. 

When it was all over, I got up and was ready to go, but I was called back. 

"Why me?" I demanded. 

"Because," the officer said, "we've got something to tell you and it's best 
we tell you alone." Aunt Helen, and my sister Jan moved toward me. 

"What's up?" I demanded. 

"Wait-" Jan said sadly. "We'll explain-" We walked into the back room and 
Aunt Helen and Jan looked at me with tears in their eyes. 

"For God's sakes tell me-what's wrong am I so awful you're crying about me? 
Am I that demented you gotta' weep when you look at me like a sex maniac?" 

"Your mother took her life," Aunt Helen said unevenly. "I don't know an easy 
way to tell you this." 

"She wrote us each a letter," Jan said sadly, "here's your letter-" 

Tearing it open, I read the tear-stained letter, "My beloved Jeff I'm 
writing this to you because I love you. This is the last time I'll trouble 
you with my love. Today, when I thought of you being down at Juvenile and in 
this awful shameful mess, I had to admit the truth to myself at last-it was 
my fault. You know what I mean! I can only say, I'm really sorry-sorry I 
must give you further grief because I don't want to pain you anymore than I 
have already. But, this will end all pain, and if you'll just forget that I 
ever lived you'll be much better off! But, if you can't forget try 
desperately to remember just one thing I did love you, son, with all my 
heart! 

Always, Mom 

I put the letter down, unable to grasp the vacuum I felt now that I realized 
I was alone. Jan was crying, and Aunt Helen could hardly keep herself under 
control. 

Scratching the side of my face nervously, my eyes clouded and the tears 
wouldn't hold back. I remembered that dinner she fixed for me when she first 
found out I was in trouble. She tried hard to show her love to me, but she 
was so fouled up she just didn't know how! 


THE END
