BSS-646  Mother's Darling
(Faye Jackson)

Note:  This story is the same as DN-6459B At Home With Sex
except the charachters' names have been changed.]


CHAPTER ONE 

Long sable hair swirling around her lovely, heart-shaped face in the cool, 
late-afternoon breeze, Nell Daniels stood on the street outside the train 
depot and looked at the community of Pine Cove for the first time in more 
than two years. 

It hasn't changed at all, she thought, taking a firmer grip on her two 
lightweight suitcases. A new building here and there, but that's the extent 
of it; it looks the same as it always has. And yet Nell imagined that she 
could sense a coldness in the quiet, tree-shaded streets and buildings-an 
unwelcomeness. It was as if the town, which had once been her home and which 
had embraced her completely, no longer wanted any part of her and her guilt 
and her shame. 

Nell shivered slightly at the mental impression. She was nervous and 
apprehensive, and that was to be expected; but she had to stop conjuring up 
hostilities and feelings of alienation. God knew, things were probably going 
to be bad enough for awhile. The good people of Pine Cove-gossips and 
grudge-bearers, like all residents of very small towns-would not have 
forgotten that night two years ago, and they would not let Nell forget it 
either. They would make it plain, she knew, that women like Nell Daniels 
were not wanted back in their midst; there would be coldness and rejection 
for a long time to come, if she insisted on staying. 

Nell shivered again. Would she really stay? She wondered, for perhaps the 
hundredth time since she had made up her mind to end her self exile, to 
return to Pine Cove. Would she be able to endure the memories which would 
plague her even more vividly here than they had in Los Angeles? Would she be 
able to endure the silent condemnation of the townspeople? And more 
importantly, would Jimmy want her to stay? Would he forgive her, as his 
uncle, Max-with whom her eighteen-year-old son was now living-had claimed to 
have forgiven her? If not, then Nell knew she couldn't remain in Pine Cove. 
Jimmy, her son, was the only reason she had come home after two years; 
Jimmy, and the terrible loneliness of her life since that fateful night two 
years and two months ago when she had, unwittingly but nonetheless 
blamefully, killed her husband and Jimmy's father. 

Nell straightened her shoulders, gathering courage. Well, she was here now, 
and there was no point in conjecture any longer. She had thought about her 
homecoming every waking minute since she had made her decision to return. 
She had tried to imagine what it would be like to see Jimmy again, and to 
see Max. But now she was here, and their reunion was a matter of minutes in 
the future. What will be, will be, she thought. If I've suffered enough, 
then everything will be all right, and I'll know peace again. If I haven't 
suffered enough, if two years of living with shame and a terrible burden of 
guilt isn't sufficient hell, then I'll just have to endure further 
penance.... 

Deciding she would walk to Max Daniel's home on Maple Drive, less than four 
blocks away, Nell began walking along the dappled sidewalk away from the 
train depot. In spite of the breeze, it was a beautiful early summer day, 
with the smell of honeysuckle and blooming flowers fragrant in the air. Nell 
could almost feel young and carefree again-almost, but not quite. It would 
be a long time before she was able to recapture those carefree days before 
Tom's death, and perhaps, she never could.... 

Tall and lissome, Nell possessed the ripe figure of a young girl despite the 
fact that she was thirty-six years old. Her breasts, high and proud and 
perfectly rounded, showed no signs of sagging; and her thighs, visible as 
the wind lifted the hem of her short yellow dress, were firm and tanned, 
tapering into dimpled knees and slender ankles. Her hips, small and boyish, 
and yet curved provocatively, moved with a gentle rolling motion that was at 
once unaffected and undeniably sensual. Soft and lovely, her face was free 
of age lines, and yet it contained a certain gaunt quality that was 
reflected by her large, intelligent gray eyes. Once filled with laughter and 
gaiety, those eyes now contained a hidden pain and torment; and her wide, 
expressive mouth showed some of that pain as well. 

As she walked toward the home of her brother-in-law and her son Jimmy, Nell 
felt her mind drifting back again to that terrible night on nearby Lake 
Vernon. She didn't want to relive the events of that night still another 
time, and yet, as always, she was powerless to cast aside the memory. It 
would come to her at odd moments-sleeping, in the form of a nightmare; 
walking or eating or watching television, anywhere at all. And she would 
suffer the torment of her guilt all over again.... 

It had been a balmy spring evening, with no wind and the surface of Lake 
Vernon placid and streaked with moonlight. She and Tom-the handsome, boyish 
man whom she had fallen wildly in love with at seventeen, and married 
then-had been at a large party given by the Andersons. Paul and Shannon 
Anderson owned lakefront property, and were well-to-do, and often gave 
parties where the liquor flowed freely; since Tom and Nell Daniels were of 
the upper social circle in Pine Cove-Tom had been a successful realtor-they 
were invariably invited. Also invited was Tom's brother, Max, who had made a 
considerable amount of money on the stock market some years before and was 
semi retired. All in all, there had been some twenty-five local residents in 
attendance that evening; and the party had been one of the more drunken 
affairs. 

Nell, who normally drank very little, had become caught up in the revelry. 
She had consumed several manhattans, losing count after her fifth, and had 
been floating on an alcoholic cloud of merriment. She had danced with many 
of the men present, and with Max, too, whom she always knew secretly coveted 
her. She had teased the men with her lushly sensual body, flirting, 
giggling, and Tom had begun to grow jealous. He, too, had been drinking 
heavily, and while he was a basically quiet, self-effacing sort, liquor 
always brought out his possessive instincts. 

Finally, after a particularly suggestive dance she had performed with Max on 
the terrace, Tom had come to her and caught her arm. He thought it was time, 
he said, that the two of them went for a walk by themselves down by the 
lake; they had some talking to do. Laughing, still flirting, Nell had 
assented, and they had left the terrace for the moon-drenched solitude of 
the lake and the Andersons' boathouse. 

Once they were alone, Nell-who had always been completely faithful to her 
husband-had pleaded innocence in her actions, and had been somewhat 
contrite. Tom never stayed angry for long, and it was only a matter of 
minutes before they were embracing, and kissing openmouthed, their bodies 
moving hard against one another. Nell had felt passion rising hotly inside 
her, enhanced by the liquor and the spring night, and when her husband's 
massively pulsating cock had jerked into arousal against her eagerly 
undulating loins, she had felt an overwhelming desire to make love right 
there. It was a wild, crazy idea, yet the more she thought about it as her 
pelvis moved against Tom's long turgid prick, the more it excited her. 

She had reached down between them, stroking his thick bulging shaft, and 
automatically his hands had slipped onto her low breasts. They were moaning 
into one another's mouths, their bodies jerking wildly with their arousal. 
Then Nell had unzipped her husband's fly and taken his impatiently trembling 
cock into her hand, stroking it lovingly, excitedly, while he continued to 
fondle her ripely upthrust breasts and tweak her nipples into further heated 
arousal. 

After a moment Nell had dropped to her knees before her husband and begun 
kissing the wet, swollen head of his cock while she stroked its immense 
girth and toyed with his sperm-filled testicles. He moaned, wrapping his 
hands in her sable hair, both of them caught up in the forbidden excitement 
of what they were doing. He had dropped down beside her after a moment, 
pulling her tightly to him, beginning to undress her so that they could join 
their hungrily lusting bodies in frenzied abandon, so that he could slide 
his long hot hardness deep into her quivering wet pussy. 

And that was when they had heard the sounds of someone coming toward the 
boathouse. 

Immediately, both Nell and Tom had leapt to their feet, straightening their 
clothes, Tom returning his aching masculinity to his trousers and zipping 
his fly. A moment later, a young couple they knew slightly appeared, 
grinning, and then moved away. Tom and Nell looked sheepishly at each other 
and while both still trembled with passion, they knew that they couldn't 
take the chance of continuing where they had been forced to leave off. At 
least not there, where they might be discovered again. 

So, hand in hand, they had hurried around the boathouse and out onto the 
long finger of the Andersons' pier, extending into the moonlit lake. At the 
end of the pier, a sleek inboard-outboard cruiser rocked gently at the end 
of a mooring line. They stood there for a moment, pressed quiveringly 
against one another, and then Nell had looked down into the cruiser. "Oh 
look!" she had whispered. "They've left the keys in it!" Tom peered past 
her. "So they have," he agreed. 

"Honey, let's take it out for a ride," she suggested. "Paul's always saying 
that anything he owns belongs to everyone else at one of these parties. He 
won't mind. I know he won't. And we can be alone out on the lake. We can 
make love out there. Oh, darling, I want you so much now! I'm on fire for 
you. I ... I want you to fuck me, tonight, right away! Ooohh please, Tom, 
let's do it!" 

Her husband had been momentarily reluctant. But then his eagerly throbbing 
cock had stirred him into arousal again and she continued lewdly whispering 
to him, telling him how much she wanted him inside her, how much she wanted 
him to fuck her. And, finally, still drunk, he had cast inhibitions and 
misgivings to the wind, and agreed to her proposal. 

Excitedly, they climbed down into the cruiser, and Tom had untied the bow 
line. Then he had started the engine, keeping it on low throttle, and eased 
them out into the cool, placid waters of the lake. 

When they were some distance from shore, Nell said, "Let me drive, honey! I 
feel like driving tonight-this boat and you, too! Please, darling?" 

After a moment's hesitation, Tom had turned the wheel over to his wife. They 
continued deeper into the lake, completely alone, with the only sounds those 
of the wind and of the quietly throbbing boat engine. Then Nell, who had 
piloted ski boats before, cut the throttle to minimum and turned to her 
husband, embracing him. Had she not been still high and carefree and filled 
with desire, she would have shut the motor off completely and let the boat 
drift; and had she done that, the terrible tragedy of that night would have 
been averted. She would think about that simple mistake that led to horror 
and pain and guilt, time and time again-damning herself for her 
carelessness.... 

As the boat continued to move along the smooth glassy surface of the dark 
lake, Tom and Nell had begun kissing as frenziedly as they had by the 
boathouse on shore. Their tongues moved in fevered tempo in and out of one 
another's warm, wet mouths, while their hands explored their mutually 
quivering flesh. Tom had pulled her dress down to her waist, exposing the 
trembling cones of her large, round breasts to the soft caress of the 
moonlight. She, in turn, had withdrawn his wildly pulsating cock from his 
trousers once again and bent her head over his lap to gently, tenderly take 
the hot palpitating head between her soft warm lips, running her wet little 
tongue around and round the glans opening in rapidly mounting desire. Tom's 
eager fingers had stroked her firm inner thighs, then drew her little bikini 
panties down, down, around her ankles. He pressed the palm of one hand on 
her hot, naked cunt, his middle finger sliding along the wetly quivering 
furrow between her velvet-soft pussy lips, teasing her clitoris up into 
vivid arousal. Nell moaned around his heatedly pulsing cock, beginning to 
suckle him faster as he continued to caress her moist, hair-fringed pussy. 

Then Nell had squirmed closer to him, lifting her head from his wetly 
glistening cock looking into his sweating, passion-contorted face. "Let me 
straddle you, darling!" she whispered feverishly. "Let me sit on your cock, 
honey; I want to fuck that way, I want to do all the work tonight." 

Tom had moaned out his agreement to her exciting suggestion, and Nell had 
moved up on the seat, putting one leg across his lap and gripping his flanks 
with her naked trembling thighs. Her warm, soft hand grasped his painfully 
aching cock, and began teasing the lust-swollen head over her wetly 
throbbing cunt lips, over her sensitive little clitoris, and through the 
downy soft pubic hair. Tom leaned forward, squeezing her full heaving 
breasts in delighted reciprocity between his hands, taking first one swollen 
nipple into his mouth and tantalizingly running his tongue over it, then the 
other. 

The lovely sable-haired woman eased the hot pulsating head of her husband's 
cock between the wetly eager lips of her cunt, burying its hard length just 
inside the softly clasping passage of her vagina. Then she had levered 
downward, burying more and more of his lust-thickened shaft inside her-and 
finally had plunged the full length of the immense weapon inside her, 
reveling in the delicious feel of his thick cockhead jerking against her 
sensitive little cervix. She began to flex her hips up and down, the 
musculature of her rippling cunt walls wetly gripping and caressing his 
massive hardness as she moaned out her wild passion into the surrounding 
night; and Tom heaved upward fucking into her as she was fucking down on 
him, his hands still fondling her gleaming white breasts, his lips still 
suckling the erect little nipples as she pressed his face tighter to her 
bosom. 

And neither of them, lost in abandoned desire, were aware that the cruiser 
was moving inexorably toward the far shore of the small lake-toward a rocky 
beach and a series of submerged, jagged edged boulders.... 

Faster and faster Nell pistoned her nakedly ripe body up and down over her 
husband's jerking loins, her mind a seething cauldron of carnal delight as 
she felt every ridge and muscle of his superbly expanded penis deep inside 
her wantonly aroused cunt and belly, as she sought to orgasm and make him 
cum with her. They twisted and undulated on the seat in their mutual need, 
unaware that their heaving bodies had slid over on the cushioned seat toward 
the wheel. Their only thoughts centered around the spiraling pleasure both 
were experiencing from Tom's thick hot cock embedded in his wife's wetly 
fevered cunt cavern. 

The boat drew nearer and nearer the treacherous shore, not moving rapidly 
enough to do much damage if it struck-not unless the throttle were somehow 
accelerated.... 

"I'm going to cum, darling, I'm going to cum!" Nell began wailing in 
frenzied delight. "Fuck me harder, my sweet, fuck me with everything you 
have, fill me up with your wonderful cum! Ohhh hurry, dearest, hurry, hurry, 
hurry!" 

Their bodies were a blur of nakedly white motion as they sought their 
orgasms, their arms and torsos flailing wildly. Suddenly, one of Nell's arms 
struck the throttle lever, slamming it forward, and the cruiser lurched 
ahead with a roar. But neither the husband nor wife cared at that moment, 
sensing no danger; all they knew was their passion, their impending release. 

Hurtling wildly, the boat came closer and closer to the submerged rocks. 
Then, all at once it struck-moments before both Tom and Nell would have cum 
simultaneously in abandoned passion. The impact was monumental, and the 
cruiser seemed to disintegrate beneath them. Nell screamed, screamed again, 
not comprehending what had happened. She heard her husband cry out in shock 
and pain, and then she felt herself being lifted, hurtled through the air. 
She struck the water on her right side, painfully, and sank into its icy 
depths. She swallowed water but managed to kick her way to the surface, her 
mind a turmoil of confusion and shock. Swimming blindly, she groped her way 
toward the shore and managed to drag herself onto the rocky beach. She lay 
there nakedly for a moment, then thought of Tom-where was Tom? She screamed 
his name as she crawled to her feet, staggering, and saw the blood on her 
body. Fear and horror cascaded through her mind, and she stumbled and fell 
in a tortured faint, into a deep well of blackness.... 

The owners of a cottage nearby, summoned by the echoing roar of the crash, 
found her minutes later. They had called the police and an ambulance, 
wisely, and it was only a few minutes more before Nell was being placed on a 
stretcher and taken away to the hospital. A search was conducted of the 
area, and finally the body of Tom Daniels was found-battered and 
bloody-several hundred yards distant; his skull had been crushed. 

Nell's injuries were minor enough, considering the magnitude of the accident 
in which she had been involved; it was the consensus among the doctors who 
attended her-and the police who investigated the mishap-that she was lucky 
to be alive. But the internal injuries she had suffered, the injuries that 
the doctors couldn't know about, were far more severe. She had screamed "No, 
no, no, no!" when they told her her husband was dead. But, finally, after 
days of horror she had accepted it. And with that acceptance had come her 
own terrible feelings of guilt and shame. It was her fault Tom was dead, all 
her fault. If she had not urged him to take the boat out, if she had not 
forgotten to shut off the engine, if she had not accidentally struck the 
throttle with one of her flailing arms-her husband would still be alive. She 
had wanted to bring him only passion and fulfillment, and instead she had 
brought him death. The horror of it all was too much for her to bear, and 
she had, for a while, teetered on the edge of a complete breakdown. 

She had had to get away. Leaving her son with her brother-in-law Max, she 
had left the village, hoping time would heal her sorrow. 

And now, here she was, walking along the sunny streets of Pine Cove for the 
first time in over two years. As she neared Max's home, Nell was once more 
assailed with doubts. Her nervousness increased, and her apprehension as 
well. If only Jimmy will forgive me, she thought fervently, and Max, too. 

Max Daniels's house was a modernistic and yet quietly comfortable 
ranch-style affair, set deep into two full acres of trees and shrubbery. 
There was a large, kidney-shaped swimming pool in the rear, a rolling lawn 
and a natural slab-stone patio, and privacy was assured by high private 
hedges on both sides and in the rear. 

In the huge living room Max stood sipping a tall bourbon-and-water, looking 
out the picture window at the street beyond the front yard. He was a big, 
muscular man, with dark brown hair worn to his collar; his skin was the 
color of deep bronze from many hours in the sun, and his dark eyes contained 
traces of humor and a lust for life and its many pleasures. Max had never 
married simply because he had never managed to stay interested in one woman 
long enough. He found them and lured them into his bed and forgot them, 
moving on to the next. None had any lasting effect on his slightly callous, 
fun-loving mind-none, that is, except Nell Daniels! 

He had always been a little in love with Nell, ever since his brother Tom 
had brought her home with him from downstate, where they had met. Max had, 
ever since that first meeting with Nell, had an incurable desire to possess 
that fine, ripe body of hers-to kiss her full, passionately trembling mouth 
and breasts ... and her saucy hips and flat stomach ... and the warmly 
perfumed layers of her womanhood between those long tapered legs. He had 
never done anything about that desire because of his brother-he wasn't that 
much of a bastard, he had always told himself; after Tom's death, Nell had 
left Pine Cove too quickly for Max to be able to do anything either. 

But now, Nell was coming home, and Max felt a stirring of urgent excitement 
deep in his loins that hadn't abated since he'd gotten the call from Nell in 
Los Angeles. He had never really blamed Nell for the death of Tom; it was 
just one of those things, those bitter quirks of fate that no one can 
foresee. 

Max hear the hall door across the room open, and turned away from the window 
to look at his nephew, Jimmy. The youth was smoking a cigarette in short, 
nervous puffs as he crossed toward his uncle. Jimmy was taller than Max, but 
with the same muscled build, and his facial structure favored his father's 
side of the family, so that there was a strong resemblance between the two 
of them. His dark hair was worn similarly long, and his eyes were an intense 
gray-black under thick brows that made him look older than his years. His 
handsomeness was more boyish than rakishly masculine, as was his uncle's. 

Pacing panther-like to stand beside Max, Jimmy looked out beyond the yard at 
the deserted street. "Any sign of her yet?" he asked anxiously. 

"Not yet," Max answered. "The last train came in a little while ago, though, 
and maybe that's the one she was able to catch." 

"I wish she'd agreed to have us meet her at the depot," Jimmy said. "It 
would have been better that way." 

"We've got to let her do this her own way, Jimmy," his uncle told him. 
"She's made the big decision to come back here and we can't interfere and 
try to push her in any direction. We've talked about that enough times, 
haven't we?' "Sure, I know," the youth said. "Guess I'm just nervous, that's 
all." 

"We both are." 

Max touched Jimmy's arm, then pointed through the window. "She's here," he 
said softly. 

Jimmy looked expectantly out the window, saw the sable-haired woman starting 
up the slab-stone path from the gate. The teenager s heart leapt into his 
throat, and he swallowed hard several times. Then he was moving away from 
the window with his uncle, to the front door. The two of them stepped out 
onto the porch in front and watched Nell coming toward them. 

As she approached, Max felt his own heart thudding in his chest at the 
initial sight of her after two years. She was thinner than he remembered 
her, her face melancholy and etched with pain. But she was still beautiful, 
strikingly so' the years had been more than kind to her firm, full body, and 
her long, lithe legs were as exciting as he recalled them beneath the yellow 
dress she wore. Max's throat was dry, and there was a fluttering excitement 
in the pit of his stomach, in his groin, as he watched her. 

Jimmy stood motionless, looking at his mother. He had the sudden impulsive 
urge to rush forward and gather her into his arms and tell her everything 
was all right, tell her that he still loved her deeply; there was so much 
pain in her face, but he knew he had to let things happen naturally, and 
that over emotion could be detrimental, too, until his mother had begun to 
readjust. 

Nell saw the two men standing on the porch ahead, and her step faltered, 
slowed. Then she regained her stride, her eyes wide and shining, and moved 
toward them. 

Max stepped forward and took the suitcases gently out of her hands. Softly 
he said, "Welcome home, Nell. Welcome home." 

And suddenly, the three of them were together in an embrace. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

When Nell's suitcases had been put away into one of the spacious spare 
bedrooms, and she had freshened up after her long train trip, the three of 
them went out to the rear patio. Max made a drink for Nell, a fresh 
bourbon-and-water for himself and opened a beer for Jimmy. There had been 
little conversation since the tearful and emotional reunion on the porch; 
they seemed shy and somewhat reserved with one another now, although there 
was no tension. Each of them knew that it was only a matter of time before 
they could be easy and natural with one another again. 

As Nell sat sipping her drink at one of the patio tables, Max sat next to 
her and studied her lovely face with smiling solicitude. Man, she was 
beautiful! The pain which etched her face was only superficial, he felt, and 
could be erased with the right kind of love and affection. And her body ... 
so firm and youthful, so slender and sensual; never had a woman's physical 
being excited him as much as Nell's did. The passage of two years' time had 
done nothing to cool his ardor for her, and every time he gazed at her face 
and her voluptuously mature body, he felt his loins aching with the need to 
hold her, to possess her. 

He took a long swallow from his drink and said to her, "We'll eat on the 
patio tonight." 

She smiled warmly at him. "Yes, I'd like that." 

Max finished his drink, touched Nell's shoulder lightly, then entered the 
house through the covered porch at the rear of the patio. Nell and her son 
were alone. Looking at her handsome young son, Nell could not help but 
marvel at how virile and manly he had become in the past two years, at the 
fluid, athletic way he now moved, at the firm, muscled contours of his 
youthful body. He was going to be even better looking than either Max or 
Tom, she thought. Still, there was much of his father in the way his mouth 
quirked at the corners, in the sensual lidding of his eyes; his eyes, 
especially, reminded her of her dead husband, for they were bedroom eyes 
that promised passion and gentleness and complete masculine domination. Nell 
remembered how Tom had looked at her when he'd been in a mood to make love, 
when he had wanted to press her warm nakedness close to him and to slide his 
long, hard penis deep into her eagerly receptive vagina while he moaned out 
his love for her. 

Nell felt her cheeks flame red, for the thoughts of that passionate, 
terrible evening flashed through her mind. She recalled the way she and Tom 
had been straining for the mutual orgasm when the boat struck the rocky 
shore and ended his life. She thought of the feel of his lust hardened shaft 
deep and hard in her belly for the last time....God, oh God, she thought 
desperately, I can't let myself think about him at all, but especially not 
in a sexual way. It was sex, my own wanton passion that killed him. I can't 
think about making love ... I can't! I don't want it, I don't need it! 

But even as she thought this, Nell felt deep down that it was somehow a 
lie-that she did need sex, and that she had denied herself release for too 
long a time. 

After the meal on the patio, they moved inside to sit before the fireplace, 
drinking wine. 

The door bell sounded. Max glanced at his watch, frowning, and saw that it 
was almost nine. Who the hell could be calling at this hour? He certainly 
wasn't expecting anyone. Excusing himself, he went to the front door and 
opened it. Standing on the porch was a tiny and yet voluptuously endowed 
young girl of approximately Jimmy's age. She wore an incredibly tight pair 
of hot pants, revealing smoothly rounded little buttocks, and a Pine Cove 
High School T-shirt that was pulled taut across full, pear-shaped breasts 
that seemed too large (though sensually so) for her petite body. Her silver 
blonde hair was cut boyishly short, framing her baby-like, velvet skinned 
face. Her eyes belied the innocence of that face; they were a hot, open, 
very large sky-blue, containing a smoldering intensity that told of thoughts 
and emotions too experienced and too basic for her sixteen years-a look of 
pure sexuality that was enhanced by the high firmness of her youthful 
breasts and by the taut globular moons of her buttocks beneath the thin 
material of the hot pants. 

She was Beth Jones, Jimmy's new girl friend! 

Looking out at her, Max felt a quickening of his breath, a hot pounding of 
his blood, at the sheer sensuality of this teenage girl. He couldn't keep 
his eyes from straying to the rise and fall of her magnificent young 
breasts, to the clearly defined cleft of her protruding little pussy 
displayed by the too-tight shorts as she provocatively thrust her hips 
forward. Jimmy had met her two weeks before, one week after she had moved 
with her family to Pine Cove from one of the neighboring communities. 

The first time Jimmy had brought Beth home, Max had felt the animal 
magnetism of the girl. 

Just looking at her made him think of nothing but sex, and his thoughts had 
run rampant as to what it would be like to fuck this obviously hot-blooded 
little girl. 

Max forced his eyes away from the sensually exciting body of Beth Jones, and 
looked into her sweet young face. Her bold gaze studied him and her even 
white teeth flashed in a knowing smile, for she was well aware of the effect 
that she had on Jimmy's handsome uncle. The knowledge that he secretly 
wanted her was perversely satisfying to the young girl; she was an 
uninhibited female who needed, coveted, the attention of all men. And Max 
Daniels was handsome, and very masculine, and he excited her, too. She 
wondered speculatively if he was good in bed, and if he had a really big 
cock-an even bigger cock than Jimmy had. Jimmy was huge, though, one of the 
biggest she had ever buried like a thick pulsating log up between her hotly 
trembling thighs, deep in her belly. Yes, Jimmy was the best fuck she had 
had in a long, long time-and there was the whole summer ahead of them to 
become more and more abandoned in their lovemaking. Lovemaking which had 
begun within two hours of their very first date. 

Beth said, "Hi, Mr. Daniels," in her throaty young voice. Her eyes mocked 
him now, saying: Don't you wish you could have some of my hot little cunt, 
hmmm? You always look at me like you'd like to eat me, Max, and oh boy, 
would I like that! And I always know what you're thinking, too, and how much 
you'd like to have me. Well, you wouldn't he disappointed if you could have 
me. You wouldn't he disappointed at all! 

In spite of his usual easy stance with women of all ages, Max felt himself 
fidgeting slightly under her brazenly frank scrutiny. He successfully hid 
his unease and said, "Hello, Beth. How are you tonight?" 

"Just fine, Mr. Daniels. Is Jimmy home?" 

"Yes he is." 

"May I come in, then? I simply have to see him for a minute or two." 

"Well . ." Max hesitated, then shrugged. "Sure. Come on in." 

"Thanks a lot," she breathed, and stepped past Max, allowing one of her 
large, firm breasts to brush warmly across his bare lower arm as she did so. 
He fought down a sudden surging desire in his loins, watching her ripely 
undulating young buttocks sway provocatively as she preceded him into the 
living room. Man! But she was a fine, hot piece! It made a man's blood boil 
just watching her walk, Max decided. 

Jimmy made the introductions, then after a few moments of casual 
conversation, Beth said, "It's my darned brother. Mom and Dad went out 
tonight, and I let him go fishing. I know I shouldn't have, but he said he'd 
be home before too late and he isn't home yet. I wondered if you'd drive me 
out to the lake to find him, Jimmy." 

"Well," he turned to his mother. 

"You go right ahead, son," Nell said. 

"Yes," Max agreed. He realized in that moment that he wanted to be alone 
with Nell for as long as possible. 

When the two had left, Max poured more wine and they sat together on the 
couch. Max could feel his entire body growing warm with heat that had 
nothing whatsoever to do with the crackling fire in the fireplace. His 
breathing grew somewhat irregular and he moved closer to Nell on the couch. 
There was a deep tingling in the pit of his stomach, down low in his groin, 
and no amount of mental urging would dispel it. He could no longer deny the 
obvious; he wanted Nell, he wanted her now, right here, tonight. It was 
almost as if he had to have her or else he would explode with the seething 
feelings, long pent-up, which now spiraled through his flesh. 

The more Nell drank of the bubbly wine, the more warmly contented she began 
to feel. Now she began to feel a powerful emotion growing inside her body 
and her mind. 

A restless wanting, a desire for the ultimate expression of love and 
fulfillment, a building need for the sexual release she had denied herself 
for the past years, was churning inside her. 

She wanted a man. 

She wanted a warm pulsating penis deep inside her. 

She wanted to have an orgasm with a hotly jerking penis ejaculating torrents 
of semen far up into her belly. 

No, Nell thought, no, no, I mustn't think this way, I mustn't! 

She shook her head sharply, biting her lip, her face flushed with her 
forbidden carnal thoughts. She was painfully aware of Max, sitting beside 
her. She had always liked him, always felt very close to him-especially 
since her husband's death. He was so good to her, so kind, and it would be 
nice to give him warmth and affection and love in return ... it would be no 
nice to have sex with him. But she couldn't, she couldn't do it! It might 
destroy everything if she let her feelings run away with her; she could turn 
him against her, turn Jimmy against her. No, as much as her emotions were 
seething within her and demanding fulfillment-as much as she might want Max, 
as much as she might want lovemaking-she had to maintain control of herself. 
It was crazy to think about having sex on this night, her homecoming night; 
she had controlled herself for two years, she could keep right on 
controlling herself. 

Suddenly, then, Nell felt the pressure of Max's warm masculine thigh against 
her own as he moved closer to her on the couch, and she turned to face him, 
still flushed. His eyes were shining, his cheeks as flushed as her, and his 
gaze locked and held with her own. 

He whispered thickly, "Nell, oh Nell, Nell 

"Max," she answered, and the word contained an awed excitement-for she 
realized in that moment that the same thoughts and feelings which she had 
just experienced were plainly mirrored on his handsome face, undeniable 
reflections of his own inner desires for her. Yes, yes, he wanted her too! 
He wanted her as much as she found herself wanting him! 

Max, too, was now aware of the growing sensual excitement in Nell, and his 
heart leapt with burning passion. Incredible as it seemed, she felt the same 
as he did; Nell was hungry for love, hungry for his love. Perhaps she had 
harbored some of the same inner desires for him as he had for her, never 
admitting them to herself until just now. Oh God, he ached to touch her, to 
caress her firm, ripe breasts, to tangle his fingers in her soft sable hair 
as he kissed her full pink mouth! He ached to press her fine warm body tight 
against his own, to love her, to fuse their nakedly alive flesh in burning 
passion. The wild need raged like a forest fire inside the handsome uncle, 
and his restlessly stirring penis jerked into instant throbbing arousal. He 
stared into Nell's eyes, heard her own uneven breathing, watched her 
nervously moisten her lips with the tip of her wet pink tongue. Just looking 
at her made him wild with wanting her, and knowing that she wanted him was 
enough to send him almost out of control. And she couldn't deny her passion 
to him, not have him believe it; she couldn't deny it, and he refused to 
deny it! They wanted each other! And they couldn't wait until it happened 
between them. The time was now, right now; it would never be more perfect or 
more intense between them at any other time! 

At the same instant they leaned forward together to place their empty 
glasses on the coffee table. Then they leaned back against the couch again, 
their bodies turned toward one another, and continued to lock their eyes 
together. Nell squeezed her eyes tightly shut then, wetly parted her lips, 
breathing heavily as her mounting desire consumed her-and Max could hold 
himself in check no longer. His arms lifted and pulled her to him, almost 
roughly, and his mouth covered hers to completely engulf her half-open lips 
with his warm, moist ones. Nell's tongue flicked forward immediately to slip 
past his teeth and into his mouth, and she was moaning now, her hands 
encircling his neck, pressing his head tightly, molding their hotly yearning 
mouths together. His fingers caressed her shoulder, moved down as if they 
were entities of their own to the pliant swell of her firm, trembling 
breasts. Their tongues were sawing mercilessly in and out of one another's 
mouths now, in an attitude of abandoned copulation, and Nell made tiny, 
excited mewling sounds in her throat. 

Max's painfully throbbing cock pulsated like a caged wild thing in his pants 
as he pulled the lovely Nell tighter to him. He reveled, for the first time 
in the feel of her lush young body, her hungrily kissing mouth; she was 
everything he had known she would be, everything he had ever wanted in a 
hot, passionate woman! This was the night, the hour, that he had been 
waiting so long for! His fingers closed over her softly resilient breast and 
began almost reverently kneading the warm flesh. His lust-thickened penis 
throbbed painfully now, his breath rasping hotly into the beautiful woman's 
mouth as hers was sobbing into his. Deep moans of long repressed desire, and 
of a need for genuine affection, were being wrung from the very core of 
Nell's being. 

She tried, in a faint voice far back in her mind, to tell herself again that 
this was wrong, that she ought to stop it before it was too late. But her 
urgent need for a man was too great, and she knew even as the faint voice 
spoke to her that she didn't really want to stop it at all. She wanted it to 
happen between Max and herself, she wanted him to make love to her as she 
had wanted no man since Tom, since the husband she had so desperately loved. 
Max was like Tom in many ways, almost an extension of Tom, and loving him 
wasn't wrong. Max was family, he was Tom's family, and she needed him so 
desperately! Oh God, oh God, it had been so long since she had had a man, 
since she had had love; she couldn't stop him, she didn't want to stop him, 
she couldn't wait until he entered her with his hot, long hard penis and 
made her cum for the first time in two long, long, long years! 

Max guided her down on the soft couch, and now his right hand was sliding 
upward along her nakedly trembling thigh, sliding along the hot flesh under 
the hem of her yellow dress. Higher and higher he moved, causing Nell to 
shiver with her mounting passion, and then the tips of his fingers were 
touching the silk-encased mound of her eagerly waiting womanhood, slipping 
up and down the moistly hot furrow as she widened her long legs to assist 
his ministrations. 

Ohhhhhhhh, her mind cried in delight, his fingers feel so good, so good! I 
can't wait much longer to feel his penis too! Hurry, Max, hurry, hurry, 
hurry! 

The handsome uncle's roving fingers pushed the elastic leg band of her 
little white panties aside, and he extended his middle finger like an erect 
penis to slip it into the hot, wetly trembling passage of her pussy. He 
exulted in the fevered thought that she would soon be his, that he would be 
putting his wildly pulsating cock where his finger was right now. He brought 
the digit up, up along the burning wetness of her passion drenched cunt to 
the hardened bud of her clitoris, toying with it, reveling in the feel of 
her soft nakedness and the vibrating arousal of her firm, perfectly 
preserved body. His breath exploded from his mouth into hers, his tongue 
fucking between her lips mercilessly. 

Then Max removed his finger from her clasping hot channel, and his hands 
were feverish as he sought to make her naked, to remove the dress and 
undergarments which clothed the vibrant flesh he lusted so desperately to 
see and touch and conquer. The dress unbuttoned easily; Nell helped him pull 
it over her head and drop it onto the floor at the foot of her couch. Her 
brassiere was next, cascading onto the puddled dress, revealing the 
hard-nippled, quivering loveliness of her twin fleshy peaks, then her 
panties, drawn slowly down over her delicately curving thighs by Max's eager 
fingers, while Nell obediently raised her hips to help him. At last the 
sparsely curling hair of her pubic triangle came into view, already drenched 
with the heated juices of her arousal; then the petal like, hair-lined 
expanse of her blushing, hotly moistened cunt was revealed in full splendor 
to his passion-fired eyes. 

The aroused young mother felt spasmodic jolts of fiery pleasure ripple 
through her naked flesh when Max moaned as his big hands closed over her 
tautly firm breasts. She heard him gasp in further delight as his thumbs 
rolled over the distended, pink tinged nipples, making them harder; then she 
felt his head lower onto her chest, felt his hot, wet mouth hungrily 
encompass one of the aching mounds, flicking and rolling the nipple 
maddeningly with his tongue. She groaned in sheer delight, and her gently 
flaring hips began an intense, up and down undulating rhythm on the couch as 
Max continued to suckle her nipple while he moved on the couch beside her, 
groaning his excitement at her perfectly preserved beauty. 

His hands and mouth left her shamelessly aroused flesh then, and Nell knew 
with mounting fervor that he was making himself as naked as she was. In that 
moment, the faint voice made itself heard in her mind again, trying to tell 
her that what they were doing was wrong. What if Jimmy comes home? it asked 
fervently. What if your son comes home and catches you like this, sees you 
making love to his uncle? What will he think, what will he do? Hate you, 
that's what! He'll hate you for being a slut and a tramp. 

Nell stiffened momentarily as she listened to the voice, and she was almost 
gripped by enough fear and anguish to stop the abandoned desire that was 
building to a gigantic crescendo between them. But his hands continued to 
gently caress her, continued to delight her, and the heat flashed up again 
to consume her .Jimmy just left, she told the voice. He won't come hack for 
at least two hours if he has to drive around to the other side of the lake. 
He won't catch us, he'll never know about tonight. And I have to have 
release! I have to have Max, now, this very instant! I can't hold myself 
back any longer, I can't. Oh God, I can't! 

"Nell, darling," Max whispered. "Nell, look at me." 

Her eyes had been squeezed tightly shut, and now she let them flutter open 
in obedience to his words. She saw him kneeling on the floor beside her, saw 
him naked for the first time. Her gaze moved down his corded, muscled body 
and came to rest on his loins-on his thick, blood-swollen penis standing out 
hugely, proudly from his dark-haired lower abdomen. She drew in her breath 
sharply, her eyes widening. It was so big, so beautifully huge! In further 
ecstasy. Nell's thighs opened and closed spasmodically at the prospect of 
soon having such an immense, pleasure-giving shaft buried up between them. 
It's bigger than Tom's was so much bigger! Two years . 

. two years since I've seen or felt one inside me. I can't wait to hold it 
and caress it with my vaginal muscles, to feel it sliding hotly in and out 
of me ... ooooohhhhh. . 

"Do you like it, Nell?" Max whispered. "Do you like my cock, darling?" 

"It's beautiful, Max," she breathed mesmerized. "Oh, God, dear, give it to 
me, let me have it! It's been so long, so long, over two years, please hurry 
and let me have it ... fuck me, ohhh please Max, dear, fuck me. I want you 
so much." 

Spurred on by her lewdly abandoned words, the handsome uncle of Nell's 
teenage son raised up onto the couch and settled his bronzed body beside 
hers. His head dipped down once again to her frantically quivering alabaster 
breasts. She moaned softly with prurient desire as she watched him take 
first one nipple, then the other, into his salivating mouth, licking and 
sucking the rigid berry-like little fruit until she wanted to scream from 
the ecstatic waves of pleasure washing through her fevered body. Her hand 
searched down between their tightly clasping bodies, locating the rock 
hardness of his gigantic cock. He gasped as the hot, searing tips of her 
fingers closed tightly over his thick, rigid shaft, and then his mouth 
lifted and settled over hers, and their tongues once more lashed and twirled 
one another. She crushed the full length of her nakedly voluptuous body 
against his, ground her pelvis hard into him with a savage, not-to-be-denied 
hunger; then she twisted suddenly, pulling him astride her, opening her 
tapered legs as wide as they would go, her hotly palpitating pussy flaring 
open and secreting musky fermentations of her desire as it impatiently 
awaited his fiery invasion. 

Nell's hands were running wildly up and down along Max's powerful body, 
tracing the corded muscles of his shoulders, the cleft of his back, the 
trembling hardness of his buttocks. His heatedly pulsating cock rested 
against her thighs, trailing web-like strands of eager semen, then slipped 
into the narrow hair-lined slit of her warmly moistened femininity. The 
cock-hungry young mother arched for a moment, levering their nakedly 
entwined bodies up with the strength of her back, and reached under her 
buttocks with both hands to pull her wetly throbbing vaginal lips apart, 
giving his massive hardness greater contact with the moistly sensitive flesh 
as his cock nested, full length, in her passion-drenched furrow. Nell 
relaxed then, dropping her body back to the couch with Max's long, hard 
shaft trapped between her hot, eagerly rippling cunt lips. 

Max forced his hands between them down the soft curves of her spine and 
hips, making little mewling sounds of pleasure and need deep in his throat 
to match the ones she was gasping forth. The raised ridges of her spine felt 
hot to him as she undulated her magnificently proportioned naked body up 
against him in a slow, teasing rhythm. Muscles rippled lightly just under 
the thin, beautifully white skin, giving testimony to the feminine power she 
possessed-a woman built for sensual pleasure, needing it in order to 
survive, having deprived herself of it for far too long a time. 

Breathing raggedly, his brain aflame with lusting desire, Max pushed his 
hands farther down beneath Nell, cupping the soft fullness of her ass cheeks 
in the palms of his hands, pulling her dampened furrow hard against his 
massively aching prick. He moved the length of his great pulsating shaft up 
and down her fiery vaginal slit, feeling it grow hotter and wetter as her 
passion seethed out of her in a veritable torrent of lubrication. Her hips 
began a more desperate rotation up against his loins until, without warning, 
her legs snaked out wide on either side of him and her calves locked tightly 
against the back of his thighs, pulling him deeper into her. 

"Ummmmmmmmmmmm!" she wailed in delirious ecstasy. "Max ... dearest, fuck me 
now, right now! Fuck me, dear, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeee!" 

Her pelvis ground forward as she spoke, and her hands were already between 
their bodies, circled around his thick palpitating shaft, pressing it 
further between the tightly clasping lips of her cunt and into the fiery 
valley of her vagina. Max flexed his hips forward in that instant with a 
sudden driving thrust that drove his huge, rock-hard penis out of her 
caressing fingers and deep into the hot, wetly gaping mouth of her 
love-starved cunt. 

"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Nell squealed beneath him, but it was a scream of delight and 
thankfulness, of totally abandoned ecstasy, rather than a scream of pain or 
discomfort. 

Max felt the elastic sheath slip wetly, hotly, around his fleshy rod, 
consuming it as it raced to the full depths of her heated cunt canal, her 
slippery vaginal walls lubricating the way and nibbling like soft lips at 
the ridges and muscles of his cock surface. Then the full length of his 
immense weapon was inside her, the lust swollen head resting hard against 
her cervix, his sperm-laden balls pressing hotly between the smoothly 
rounded cheeks of her ass. Then, having conquered her with every inch of his 
maleness, the handsome bachelor began to stroke slowly into her pliant, 
hungrily squirming flesh; his body attuned itself to hers as she fucked hard 
up against him, matching his strokings, urging him on harder and faster with 
little purring sounds as she licked and sucked his ear, panting words into 
it. 

"Oooooohhhhh, darling, that's it, that's it, ooohh you feel so good, so hot 
and hard, that's the way....Oooh Max, it's been so long, so terribly long 
since I've had a man inside me and it's wonderful, it's so wonderful! Do it 
harder, Max, fuck me harder with every inch of your big, hard cock! Fuck me, 
Max, give it to me, give it to me!" 

And Max complied, fucking harder and harder into her, their naked bodies 
bucking wildly against one another with wet, staccato sounds as they sought 
desperately for release, oblivious to all else in the world except their 
mutual need. 

Oblivious to the car that was drawing up outside at that very moment, the 
car belonging to Jimmy Daniels; oblivious to the fact that Jimmy had come 
home much, much earlier than either his mother or his uncle could have 
expected. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

Coincidence-or maybe fate-made it unnecessary for Jimmy to drive all the way 
around the lake to pick up Beth's little brother. As it turned out, in fact, 
the teenage couple didn't leave the city limits. The boy was home when they 
had gone over to her house for a sweater. 

Later, outside Beth's house, when they started back to Jimmy's, they stood 
for a moment on the porch. Beth, in the darkness on the long 
wisteria-arbored front porch, turned to Jimmy and whispered, "I'm really 
sorry about this, taking you away from your mother and all " 

The boy put his arms around her, "It's okay, Beth. You couldn't help it." 

Still pressing her ripely budding breast against him, Beth guided him over 
to where a swing sat in deep shadow at the far end of the porch. They sat 
down there, and immediately Beth wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed 
him with open-mouthed, wild-tongued passion. Jimmy felt his blood pounding 
as it always did when he was near this provocative young girl, and his 
virile young cock stirred into half-arousal. She was the most exciting girl 
he'd ever known! She made him wild with desire sometimes. 

Beth broke the kiss finally, sighing, and whispered, "Jimmy, sweet?" 

"Mmmmm?" 

"I've got an idea." 

"What is it?" 

"Well, your mother and your uncle aren't expecting you back for a while yet. 
Let's fool around here on the swing for awhile and get all hot, then drive 
up to our special parking place in the hills and do it like crazy under the 
moon and stars. You know how much I love to fuck you like that, honey." 

The young girl's use of the word "fuck" caused his rapidly awakening cock to 
ache with pleasure-pain, as always when she whispered sexual suggestions to 
him. But while he would normally have leapt at the idea to do exactly as she 
wanted, tonight was something special in another way. He kept thinking about 
his mother, and her homecoming, and how happy she had seemed tonight while 
they were talking and drinking before the fireplace. He wanted to be with 
her. He and Beth could make love any night, but there would be only one 
special family reunion night like this one. 

"Honey?" Beth questioned him. "Don't you want to fuck me tonight? Don't you 
want me to shove your big cock between my legs and into my pussy? Don't you, 
honey?" 

In spite of himself, Jimmy's penis was in full arousal now, and he could see 
the bright shine in the wanton young girl's eyes as she moistened her lips 
and stared down at the bulge of his youthful masculinity. Weakly he said, 
"Beth ... not tonight, huh? I mean, my mom's home and I really should spend 
this evening with her and Uncle Max." 

Her eyes lidded sensually, looking into his now. Then, deliberately, she 
took hold of the bottom of her T-shirt and drew it up slowly over the ripely 
budding mounds of her breasts. She held the garment under her chin, then 
reached behind and unsnapped her brassiere, pulling it up so that the creamy 
white globes of her proud young breasts were presented to his eyes. She took 
one of his hands, pressed it over one firmly resilient mound of warm flesh, 
guiding his thumb over the distended pink nipple. "Mmmmmm!" she moaned. "Oh, 
does that ever feel good! You do like my titties, don't you, Jimmy, honey? 
You do like to play with my titties, don't you?" The teenager's cock was 
throbbing with blood and semen now as he caressed her nakedly quivering 
breast. "Oh, you know I do, Beth, you know I do!" 

"I like to play with your prick, too, honey," she crooned. "I'm going to 
take it out and play with it right now. I want to suck it a little, honey, I 
want to suck your big old cock like a lollipop. You like it when I give you 
a blow job, don't you, Jimmy? You like to feel my soft wet mouth around your 
big, hard cock ... sucking and sucking and sucking? Mmmmmm, I can almost 
taste your cum right now, pouring into my mouth and throat...." 

Her lewd comments were added fuel to his rapidly mounting inner fires. He 
groaned low in his throat as Beth reached down and opened his fly, then 
expertly wormed her fingers inside until she had grasped and exposed the 
full, throbbing hardness of his erect young cock. She stroked it slowly, 
tantalizingly, while he continued to squeeze and caress her nakedly warm 
breast. Then her mouth was on his again, demanding, sawing her hot little 
tongue in and out between his lips. The kiss lasted a long time, and Jimmy 
felt his entire loins screaming with arousal and the need for release as she 
continued to stroke his massively throbbing penis with her small, 
knowledgeable hand. Abruptly, then, Beth pulled her mouth from Jimmy's, and 
her head dipped down, down, poising over the thick pulsating head of his 
blood-swollen cock; her lips parted wetly, opened wide, and her tongue 
flicked out in anticipated effort as she prepared to try to take the full 
length and girth of his long, aching erect cock into her warm, moist mouth. 
And suddenly, the porch light went on! 

Beth's head snapped up as if she had been struck, and she twisted on the 
swing as she rapidly pulled her T-shirt down over her nakedly-gleaming young 
breasts. Jimmy, too, reacted instantly; he twisted away from the door, as 
well, to conceal his long, hard erection, then managed to get the 
lust-thickened shaft back inside his trousers. Both teenagers were panting 
with arousal and the fear of discovery. 

From inside the door, Beth's young brother called out, "Sis? Are you and 
Jimmy still out there? I thought I heard some noises...." 

"You little bastard!' Beth hissed under her breath. Then she responded 
loudly, "Yes, we're still out here! Why aren't you in bed?" 

"I'm going, I'm going! I just wanted to check on those funny noises I 
heard." The youngster giggled secretively, as if he knew all along what the 
noises were, and what his sister and Jimmy were doing; then the porch light 
snapped off, and the swing where Jimmy and Beth sat was again shrouded in 
darkness. 

The platinum-tressed young girl took a deep, sighing breath of relief. 
"Whew!" she exclaimed. "Almost caught sucking your beautiful cock. Wow! But 
it's okay now, honey. He won't bother us again." 

The mood for Jimmy, however, had been broken. Had it been another night, he 
might have been more than willing to take up with Beth where they had left 
off moments earlier; but he felt guilty now, and he was acutely aware i that 
he should get back home to his mother and his uncle. He would be completely 
selfish if he continued to think of his own pleasure tonight. He had to 
think about his mother, and all the suffering she had done, and how she 
needed him and his love. 

Jimmy got resolutely to his feet. "Beth, we can't fool around any more 
tonight. I've got to get home. I want to stay with you, you know that, but 
tonight just isn't the right time. I shouldn't have let us get carried away 
there a minute ago in the first place. 

"But Jimmy! My pussy is on fire, and I...." 

"Tomorrow night, Beth, okay? We'll do it tomorrow, I promise you. We'll do 
it a dozen times if you want, any way you want, under the moon and stars. 
Okay?" 

She pouted at him. "Sixty-nine?" 

"Sure! You know that turns me on!" 

"Groovy, then!" Beth said, and laughed through her pout. She still wanted 
him-her pussy really was on fire!-but she knew that he had made up his mind 
to go home. Still, there was enough vixen in her to suggest, "Would it be 
okay if I went with you now, honey? For a little while? I mean, I'd like to 
get to know your mom and ... if you and your uncle wouldn't mind?" 

Jimmy considered for a moment. He didn't see anything wrong in bringing Beth 
with him, to join in the homecoming celebration. After all, they were going 
steady, weren't they? She was like a part of the family; it'd be great ... ' 
"Sure, Beth," he said. 

"Good, shall we go?" She linked her arm in his. 

Ten minutes later, the handsome boy parked his car on the street in front of 
his uncle's house; he couldn't use the driveway because his uncle's car was 
parked there. Jimmy switched off the engine and lights, and he and the 
lovely young girl slipped out of the car. Taking her hand, he said, "We'll 
have to go in through the rear porch. Uncle Max always keeps the door 
unlocked, and I forgot my front door key." 

They went up the drive and then along a path that skirted the side of the 
house through thick shrubbery. It was very quiet, with just the sound of the 
crickets to disturb the silence. Through one of the partially open living 
room windows in the side wall of the house, near the exposed stone of the 
fireplace chimney, Jimmy could see the flickering light from the wood fire 
in the hearth. He guessed that his mother and uncle were still sipping the 
sparkling burgundy, sitting before the fire and talking. He and Beth moved 
forward-and that was when they heard the sounds coming from within. 

They were low, moaning, panting sounds, mingled with the distinct squeaking 
of couch springs. Both teenagers stopped, and the platinum-haired girl 
leaned against Jimmy, whispering, "What was that?" 

"I don't know," he frowned. 

"Let's look!" 

"Beth...." 

But she was leading him off the path, over to the window; the drapes had not 
been fully drawn across it, and there was a foot-wide section which allowed 
them both to see clearly into the house, into the living room illuminated 
brightly by the dancing flames of the log fire. 

Jimmy's eyes blinked rapidly for a moment, then focused on what was 
transpiring on the couch there-focusing on the sight of the two nakedly 
straining bodies plunging against one another. It ... it was his Uncle Max! 
And ... and.... 

Oh, dear God, his mother! His mother and his uncle were wildly fucking in 
complete abandonment before his very eyes! 

A startled, disbelieving gasp strangled in Jimmy's throat. He stood 
absolutely motionless for a long, breathless second, then moaned, "Oh ... 
no!" His brain was filled with the searing mental image of his mother, his 
mother and his uncle, his mother receiving every hard throbbing inch of his 
uncle's wet, glistening penis in her pink little pussy! He couldn't believe 
it, he just couldn't....Jimmy rubbed sweat from his eyes with his free hand, 
clearing his vision then stared at the carnal sight his stupefied brain was 
having difficulty comprehending. 

It was true, all right-horribly, impossibly true! 

The shocked boy fought to sort out his wildly swirling thoughts, fought to 
clear his brain so that he could come up with a rational explanation for 
what he was witnessing. But he could only stare as if hypnotized at the 
salacious actions of the woman he had always loved and who he thought needed 
him, and the man who had always been so kind and understanding. Dimly, he 
felt an overpowering desire to turn and run, but he was somehow powerless to 
move. It was as if his legs were no longer under the control of his brain, 
refusing to respond to his mental commands. So the boy continued to stare 
with bulging eyes at the lewd sight, at the twisting, naked form of his 
mother, at the contorted ecstasy on her lovely face, at the sensual 
litheness of her naked body gleaming in the flickering firelight while his 
uncle pounded savagely into her wide-splayed crotch with his long, hard 
penis. 

Suddenly, insanely, Jimmy's restless young cock began to stir and throb 
wildly in his pants, began to rise slowly into an erection as he stared at 
the sexual acrobatics being performed in front of his eyes. No, no, he 
couldn't be getting excited, he couldn't! And yet he was ... he was becoming 
aroused watching his own mother, the woman he loved, who had borne him, the 
woman he had missed so much the past two years, being energetically fucked 
into a mindless wail of lust by his own uncle! 

A deep moan of despair coursed silently through the youth! He tried to hate 
his mother again, as he had after the death of his father, but he couldn't 
hate her; he was too confused, too numbed, by the abruptness of such an 
unexpected happening. All he could think was: why, why why? What led to 
this, why were they doing it, why, why, why? 

And yet, the confusion and the shock had no effect whatsoever on dispelling 
his arousal. The sheer salacious actions of the couple on the couch just a 
few feet away held him spellbound, and his massively throbbing cock was a 
screaming entity seeking escape from the prison of his trousers. Emotions 
fought and raged within him as he continued to stare with wild eyes at the 
scene, hearing their moans and cries, hearing his mother wail, "Ohhhh, yes, 
Max, that's it! Give it to me! Oh, you feel so good inside me! Ahhhh, I 
can't hold back much longer ... fuck me harder!" 

And his uncle's voice, distorted with ecstasy, "Neither can I, I'm going to 
shoot off soon, I'm going to fill you up with my cum, and make you cum at 
the same time!" 

Pressing her wantonly trembling young body close to Jimmy's frozen form, 
Beth was also staring at the carnal sight of the couple on the couch inside. 
Oh man, oh man, oh wow! she thought. Will you look at that! I never thought 
I'd see anything as wild as that in my life! Jimmy's groovy uncle, and his 
mother ... wow is he really giving it to her, really throwing that prick of 
his into her . and such a big cock, too! Mmmm, it would be groovy to have a 
cock that big, even bigger than Jimmy's-just like I thought-buried hot and 
thick up inside my pussy! Hmmmmmmmmm! 

Droplets of warm lubricant began to flow from the sensitive walls of Beth's 
eagerly excited young cunt, moistening her petal-like pussy lips her fleecy 
natural platinum pubic hair, and the crotch of her panties. She opened and 
closed her thighs spasmodically, and the nipples of her firm, high breasts 
hardened like granite chips beneath her T-shirt and bra. This was the most 
enticing sight she had ever seen, and it was sending the juices of her 
insatiable passion-already aroused on this night by her sucking of Jimmy's 
long hard cock earlier-raging out of control. Never had she been this horny! 
She was half out of her mind with an implacably churning desire! 

Oh God, Beth wanted a hot pulsating cock she saw inside her, that's what she 
wanted ... yes! But she couldn't have that, not tonight, maybe never. But 
she could have Jimmy's. She knew the effect she had on him, the powers of 
her persuasion, and she wanted him to fuck her right there, right now, while 
they watched the naked couple fucking less than fifteen feet away. But would 
he want to? He hadn't moved, he was still staring into the living room, he 
was breathing faster and his eyes were all glassy. 

Beth let her eyes drift down to the front of his trousers, and expectancy 
swept through her. He had a hard-on! Yes, she could see it sticking out the 
front of his pants there, his big cock hard ... he was as excited as she was 
at what they were witnessing! Jimmy was half-wild with lust watching his 
mother fucking his uncle! Too good to be true, yes, but true nevertheless, 
there was no denying it. 

She had to take advantage of the situation before Jimmy came to his senses, 
before he could do anything like pull her away from there. She had to 
control the situation, make him want her, and soon, soon-before the wildly 
fucking couple inside reached their climax. Beth thrust her ripe young body 
hard against his, rubbing her tautly firm breast up and down his arm and 
undulating her hot secreting pussy against his thigh. Then her right hand 
was gliding down to cup and gently stroke his cloth-encased erection, while 
at the same time she stuck her wet little tongue maddeningly inside his ear. 

Jimmy moaned softly, trying half-heartedly to twist away from her, but she 
held tightly to his eagerly throbbing cock and balls, stroking them, 
flicking her tongue into his ear until he was quivering with excitement, his 
eyes staring through the window. Then she was murmuring into his ear, "Look 
at them, Jimmy honey, look at them fucking in there! They're really having a 
ball, loving every second of what they're doing. Mmmmm, look at the way 
they're fucking, honey, fucking and fucking and fucking...." 

"Oh God, no, no ... " Jimmy moaned. 

"Why don't you and I do the same thing, Jimmy baby?" she crooned 
tantalizingly. "Why don't we fuck like they're fucking, all of us fucking 
together, right here and now....Your cock is hard, Jimmy, I can feel how 
hard it is. Wouldn't you like to have it deep inside my pussy, fucking deep 
and hard into my pussy like your uncle's cock is deep inside your mother in 
there?" 

A low, tortured sound was wrenched from the lust-incited teenager's throat, 
and by that sound, Beth knew that she had won. She whispered excitedly. "I'm 
going to take your cock out now, honey. I'm going to take it out and hold it 
in my hand, then I'm going to make you naked and me naked, and we're going 
to fuck while we watch your uncle and your mother fucking." 

Jimmy just stood there while the panting young girl unfastened his belt, 
pulled his trousers and undershorts down, and began to stroke his nakedly 
swollen cock. Her little finger was extended downward to tantalize the 
burgeoning sac of his sperm-filled balls. Then she was pulling her T-shirt 
up with her free hand, pulling it over her head, and unsnapping her 
brassiere with the same fluid motion to cast it aside as well. The 
lust-inciting sounds of lovemaking from within the house filled her with 
tremendous urgency, causing her wetly throbbing pussy to palpitate with 
crazed desire, and she tore at her hot pants and lacy underpants, yanking 
both garments down around her ankles before kicking them impatiently aside. 
She stood completely naked in the shadowed night, her diminutive young body 
thrilling to the coolness of the evening breeze on her naked flesh and 
across the hot moistness of her pussy and her urgently throbbing breasts. 
She pressed her twin mounds of warm flesh against Jimmy's bare arm, rolling 
the nipples back and forth through the thick hair of his forearm, revelling 
in the feeling that lewd motion generated inside her tautly rippling belly 
and cunt; then she began kissing him on the neck and throat with her hotly 
moistened lips as she continued to fondle and caress his long hard cock and 
aching balls. 

Gingerly turning her sensual little body just enough so that his massively 
pulsating cock was jutting toward her, but not enough to hamper his view of 
what was happening inside the house, Beth began rubbing his swollen young 
shaft up and down her warmly secreting cunt slit. She guided it slowly, 
maddeningly, through the wet, platinum colored pubic fleece, causing both of 
them to moan softly with an obscenely spiraling delight. Against his ear she 
whispered, "I want you to fuck me now, Jimmy honey, fuck me while we watch. 
Hurry now! I'll lean forward against the window sill and you get behind me 
and put your big, hard cock in my pussy! Fuck me good and hard from behind, 
hurry, honey, hurry and fuck me good!" 

Beth broke away from him momentarily, leaning forward with her hands braced 
against the window sill so that she had a good, clear view of what was 
happening within. Then she arched her back downward, lifting her nakedly 
gleaming buttocks up to the youth, wiggling them tantalizingly, parting her 
legs wide so that he could see the wetly waiting opening of her hair-fringed 
cunt. She reached behind her, found Jimmy's hotly throbbing hardness and 
grasped it tightly, guiding it to her backside, moving the moistly 
lubricated head over each of her quivering ass cheeks in movements that 
caused the fires of her passion to immediately spiral almost to the pinnacle 
of release. 

Jimmy was totally enslaved by lust now, no longer able to control himself or 
his emotions. A small part of his brain cried out, Don't do this, it's 
wrong! That's your mother and your uncle in there! Don't let it happen like 
this, not like this, get away from here before it's too late! 

But Beth's fingers were like firebrands on his long eager penis, guiding the 
pulsing cockhead across her quivering, feathery-soft buttocks. Her impatient 
strokes and caresses, combined with the intensely erotic sight of his uncle 
fucking his mother long and hard just a few feet away, made the pressure in 
his cum-bloated balls almost excruciating. He had to have release, he had to 
fuck Beth, he had to, HE HAD TO! 

The platinum-haired young girl was breathing so harshly now that she felt 
certain the wildly jerking couple inside could surely hear her. But she 
couldn't control her gasping, consumed totally by the powerful emotions 
seething through her vibrant young flesh. But neither Max nor Nell would 
have heard a bomb detonating at that moment, for both were striving with 
every fiber of their beings for the release of the great build-up of cum 
inside the handsome uncle's wetly glistening shaft, moaning and pounding 
their naked flesh together. And Beth watched in delirious, mindless 
anticipation, watched Jimmy's mother wantonly lock her ankles around Max's 
powerful buttocks, and begin pounding her heels against his jerking ass 
cheeks, moaning over and over, "Do it, do it, do it. Oh Max, dearest, fill 
meeeeeeeeee!" 

The hedonistic young girl couldn't wait any longer! She guided Jimmy's 
virilely heated cock, filled with swirling blood and hot semen near ready to 
erupt, over the quivering nether ring of her anus, causing her to jerk 
spasmodically. Then she brought the thick shaft head down into the warm wet 
furrow between her wide-splayed legs. She teased the hard, rubbery tip up 
and down the moistened cleft, over her aching little clitoris, through the 
fiery pink folds of her cunt lips. Finally, with a low groan of intense 
hunger, she worked the blood-engorged knob of his wild-pulsing cock into her 
impatiently trembling pussy. 

The pressure in the handsome youth's balls climbed and soared, and the 
lewdly squirming buttocks of Beth spread before him were an invitation that 
he was unable to resist. He leaned forward, not taking his eyes off the 
obscenely twisting couple inside the house-his mother and his uncle in 
there! He ran his hands up and down Beth's silken sides in spasmodic 
caresses while the full girth of his massively swollen cockhead slipped into 
the tight little cunt of the platinum haired girl. Her wetly clasping 
passage around his hardness was soft, as soft and warm as flowing molasses 
inundating his throbbing manhood. 

Jimmy suddenly levered forward, out of control with desire, and the full 
length and girth of his heaving young cock flashed through the moistly 
clutching walls of the young girl's cunt, filling her, before slipping off 
her cervix and coming to rest, hot and hard and pulsating deep in her belly. 
Beth felt a maddening ecstasy as she began to roll and fling her nakedly 
rounded buttocks back against his thick invading member, thinking 
mindlessly, It's never been this good never, never! Won, oh wow. getting 
fucked while watching Jimmy's mother and uncle fucking inside there is the 
grooviest thrill in the world ... aaahhhhhhhh ooooooooohhhh mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm 
... it's almost like we were fucking in the same room! 

She moaned excitedly as the handsome youth's profusely sweating loins 
slapped against her undulating, upthrust little buttocks, and all of his 
great long rod lay buried in the warmly wet sheath of her pussy ... and then 
he was fucking into her in superb strokes that caused her whole body to 
vibrate with desire. The warmly moistened walls of her tight young cunt 
clasped his thickness like a soft fist, and Jimmy groaned deep in his throat 
as he withdrew until only the lust-swollen head of his shaft lay within the 
fire-hot wetness of her channel. He stared down for a moment at his moistly 
glistening shaft, slick with her lubrication, before returning his 
passion-glazed eyes to the nakedly straining figures of his mother and uncle 
in the dancing firelight within. 

His youthful hips drove forward with ever-increasing speed, his hands 
kneading and squeezing the pliant warmth of her buttocks, as his long hard 
cock rammed up into her now widened cunt tunnel. The passage accepted it 
eagerly, and Beth rolled and twisted her hips back against his bucking loins 
as delicious waves of erotic pleasure surged through her trembling young 
body; a pleasure that was further enhanced by the salacious sight she, too, 
was watching. Then Jimmy leaned forward, resting his head on her warmly 
naked spine and kissed the soft platinum blonde strands of her hair as his 
hands slid under her twisting form to cup and caress the dancing globes of 
her full breasts. Beth moaned softly, then took one of his hands and slid it 
down over her sweat streaked stomach to the wetly heated swath of pubic hair 
at the base of her belly. She began to move his hand up and down there, 
extending his middle finger for him so that it parted her swollen hair-lined 
cunt lips and moved back and forth over her erectly throbbing clitoris as 
his virile young cock fucked in and out of her wetly throbbing cunt just 
below. It wouldn't be long now, Beth knew; it wouldn't be much longer at all 
before he would cum, and she would cum, and the wildly fucking couple in the 
house would cum too. 

Bathed in the hot, flickering glow of firelight, Nell and Max were 
completely lost in a frenzy of near-completion, thrashing wildly on the 
couch as they both sought their climaxes. Nell abandonedly rotated her hips 
from side to side around the fleshy, impaling cudgel of Max's magnificent 
shaft pressed far up into her quivering belly. Her vagina was dilating in 
time to the rhythmic hammering of the long hard penis, and the tiny 
contracting muscles of her pussy nibbled hungrily, with velvet teeth, at the 
inflated head of his cock. The passion-swollen lips between her narrow 
hair-lined slit pulled tantalizingly away, sliding moistly down his 
thickened rod for several inches before slowly nibbling back up as she 
buffered her wet sable pubic hair tightly against his own bristling growth 
... embedding the full throbbing length of him deep into her soft warm 
recesses. 

Nell groaned in sexual delirium under his pumping body, and Max could feel 
his wildly pulsating cock suddenly growing and expanding inside her until it 
felt as though it were going to burst from the violent maelstrom of lust 
churning in his scrotum. He had to cum soon, he had to, he had to....And he 
wanted her to cum, too, to cum with him so that they both would feel the 
other's release. He began fucking into her still harder, and she gripped him 
tightly with her imprisoning thighs, opening and closing them around him in 
time to his long hard thrusts. He knew that she was fast approaching her 
orgasm even without her moaning confirmation, and it made him feel exultant 
and masculine to know that it was he, Max Daniels, who was about to bring 
her to the pinnacle! This moment was worth the waiting so many years for. 
She was the most sexually exciting woman he had ever fucked. 

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Nell mewled. "Make me cum, darling, make me cum, fill 
me up, ahhhhhh, fuck me, cum inside me, make me cum, oooohhhhhhhhh!" 

Now ... darling ... now!" he groaned, his voice almost unrecognizable. 

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, oooohhh I can feel it, I can feel it almost 
there ... mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" 

The lovely sable-haired mother continued to moan out her delight to Max, 
spurring him on to greater heights with her lewd words. She pounded her 
heels crazily on his back with a wild pagan tempo as she jackknifed her legs 
up to mash them against her breasts, offering him the full expanse of her 
nakedly upturned cunt furrow. Her eyes rolled and her face was contorted 
with mindless desire as she sought to achieve her imminent, monumental 
release-the first release for her in two long years. 

And then suddenly: 

"It's ... it's happening, oh God, Max, it's happening, aaahhh, I'm cumming, 
darling, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, I'm cuminnnnnnnnnnggggggg!" The words burst 
from Nell's throat in a low wail, piercing Max's eardrums, and she pulled 
her thighs back even tighter until the whole of her widespread, wildly 
throbbing vaginal valley was presented to his thick, pistoning cock. Her 
ankles locked over his shoulders, and she squirmed her hips beneath him in a 
frantic uninhibited dance of ecstasy as she screamed out her orgasm to him. 

Max felt the warm, gushing juices of her climax seethe and flow around his 
massively thundering cock as he battered his body against hers. Nell simply 
locked herself on his long throbbing shaft with all the power in her thighs 
and let her loins spasm convulsively against his belly. Abruptly, the great 
swirl of heat which was building in his over-loaded testicles became 
unbearable, and he gasped again and again-until finally the hot sticky load 
of his semen began its frenzied rush from his sperm-bloated scrotum along 
the underside of his cock. 

"I'm cumming Nell, ooohhhhhh!" 

Max began to spew a hotly spurting stream of cum into her eagerly sucking 
cunt in a seemingly never-ending burst, emptying his very being deep up into 
her warm inner depths. Then as he moaned out his last droplet after what 
seemed an eternity later, his cock began to deflate; he withdrew it slowly, 
tenderly, with a soft liquid sound, trailing thin gossamer-like strands of 
semen along her tautly quivering belly as he rolled over beside her nakedly 
sweating body and clasped her close. He kissed her mouth and nose and eyes 
in gratitude for the unbelievable pleasure she had given him, and Nell, 
weeping, kissed him again and again for the same reason.... 

Outside the window, Beth watched the couple in the living room reach their 
climax together-watched the handsome Max Daniels ejaculate his thick white 
seed deep into the wetly clasping opening of Nell's pussy. The sight was too 
exciting to bear, and the teen-age girl knew she had to cum at that very 
instant, cum as they were cumming, because the pressure was driving her 
insane! 

Suddenly she found herself in Jimmy's arms, emulating Max and Nell's sexual 
enjoyment. 

Guttural, mewling sounds burst from Jimmy's throat, commingling with the 
moans from Beth and the gasps of delight from his uncle Max and his mother 
inside. Great torrents of his whitely bubbling seed spilled into the lovely, 
platinum-blond girl's tightly clasping pussy. He kneaded her full, firm 
breasts convulsively with both hands now, having abandoned her pulsating 
little clitoris for the warm swaying mounds, and his cock spasmed crazily in 
the moist softness of her cunt. His heated white cum filled her, overflowed 
from her, causing tears of rapture and delight to flood from Beth's eyes as 
his juices mixed with hers deep in her quivering young belly. 

Then Jimmy's long, hard shaft gave one last spurt of liquid and the erectly 
jerking cudgel gradually was transformed into a soft caricature of its 
former self, popping free from Beth's tight young cunt. As it did, sanity 
began to push away some of the hypnotic trance of lust which had captivated 
the youth-and with that sanity came the advent of horror, disgust, shame. 

Beth straightened up, sighing, and pressed her naked sweating flesh to his. 
She whispered, "Oh honey, honey, that was really and truly the wildest ever! 
I've never been fucked so good in my life! You're the best, the very, very 
best!" 

But the handsome teenager barely heard her lewd compliment. He was looking 
over the top of her glistening light blond head, through the parted drapes 
into the living room. In the firelight he could clearly see his mother and 
his uncle sitting up on the couch now, both of them naked and sweat-sheened; 
then they kissed, touching one another gently, and picked up their clothes. 
They were murmuring softly, words he couldn't make out from where he and 
Beth were standing, as they walked naked together-his mother's breasts 
swaying enticingly-out of the room. 

A soft cry broke free from Jimmy's throat-a cry of self-disgust for what he 
had allowed to happen between Beth and himself just now, a cry of confusion 
and anger for what had taken place between his uncle and his mother. He 
roughly pushed the young teenage girl away from him and gathered up his 
discarded clothing, yanking on his undershorts and pants with quick 
movements. Beth also began to dress, watching him, still whispering lewd 
comments; but Jimmy no longer seemed to know she was even there. He spun on 
his heels finally and ran for the patio porch, where he let himself into the 
house and slammed the kitchen door behind him. Beth was left standing alone 
in the shadows by the window. 

She stared after Jimmy for a moment, biting her lower lip. She hoped that he 
wouldn't turn against her because of what had happened tonight, all of what 
had happened, because she really dug that beautifully hard cock of his! And 
she. wanted it again and again and again-even more, now that she had had 
such a magnificent orgasm, than she wanted his uncle's larger, thicker 
instrument of pleasure. 

Well, she thought, Jimmy will be okay tomorrow. Things might be a little 
tight for awhile, but he'll realize his old lady and his uncle were just 
doing what comes naturally ... a good old-fashioned fuck-in, like we were 
having. He'll forget about it after a while. Heck, I'll give him such a good 
fucking again tomorrow night, and a blow job like he's never had before, 
that he'll forget about it right THEN. Mmmmmmm, yes I will! 

The young platinum-haired girl turned then, giggling softly to herself, 
switching her hips provocatively from force of habit, and walked quick out 
of the Daniels's yard on her way home. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

It was a few minutes before nine the following morning when Nell awoke in 
the guest room. She stretched languidly, the sheets cold and sweet-smelling 
against her sensually naked body. Sunlight slanted in through the partially 
drawn blinds over the window, falling across her eyes, and she raised one 
arm to shield out the bright, warm light. 

As she lay there, the events of the preceding evening returned vividly to 
her mind. She dwelled for a moment on the frenzy of passion which had been 
generated between her and Max, the pleasure they had taken and given with 
one another's body. Dear God, but he was a fine, handsome, virile man! Nell 
had almost forgotten what lovemaking-real lovemaking-could be like; and her 
sex-starved body and mind had reveled in the deliciously fevered flesh of 
her dead husband's brother. He was truly a magnificent lover, certainly the 
equal of Tom-although the deep and abiding love which had existed between 
her and Tom had sent her to heights she didn't think any man could ever 
bring her to again. 

And yet, here in the light of day, questions made themselves known in the 
lovely sable haired mother's mind: questions which in her subconscious had 
caused fitful dreams in the night. Did the coupling with Max have any 
meaning in terms of a long-lasting relationship? Did he love her 
spiritually, in some way, or was he too much of a hedonistic bachelor to 
feel anything except a physical, superficial craving? How did Max really 
feel about her? And, conversely, how did she really feel about him? And what 
if Jimmy, her young and handsome son, should find out what they had done 
together? How would he feel about his mother and his uncle joining in an 
intimate relationship? 

Nell's mind was filled with these questions, and more, but there were no 
immediate answers to any of them. She had come home, and been welcomed and 
made to feel whole and guiltless by her son and by the brother of her dead 
husband; those were the only facts she knew for certain. They were sources 
of inner peace for her, those facts, after the months of terrible loneliness 
and guilt; but would they last for her? Would the questions she had posed to 
herself be resolved happily? Now that she had tasted a semblance of 
happiness and contentment again, the prospect of returning to her 
self-exiled life in a place like Los Angeles was more frightening and 
depressing than ever. 

Sighing, Nell slipped out of the cool bed and padded nakedly across the 
bedroom. Her taut, firmly-rounded buttocks jiggled with unaffected 
sensuality as she moved, and her still firm, high breasts swayed gently. 
From one of her suitcases, she removed a clean brassiere and panties, a pair 
of flared-bottom slacks and a sleeveless summer blouse; then she dressed 
quickly, carefully brushed her hair, and applied a light touch of makeup to 
her lineless face. 

The warm, honey smell of brewing coffee drew her immediately to the kitchen 
after she had left the guest room. When she opened the door, Nell saw Max 
standing at the stove, whistling softly to himself as he fried eggs and 
cottage-style potatoes in a pair of skillets. He turned when he heard her 
enter, put down the fork he was holding, and smiled at her warmly. 

"Morning, Nell," he said. "Sleep well?" 

"Oh yes," she replied. "Very well. I ... I had good reason to, didn't I?" 

Her cheeks colored with a faint tinge of pink as she spoke, and Max came to 
her and folded her into his strong arms. He kissed her deeply and 
passionately, and Nell returned his kiss, clinging to him, finding comfort 
in his strong masculine body. Then he stepped back, holding her at arm's 
length, while he searched her eyes with his own shining gaze. 

You're lovely, Nell," he murmured softly. 

"No," she said. "No, I'm not. I'm ... a wanton, Max, and I hardly feel 
pretty at all." 

His handsome face sobered. "Are you sorry about last night, darling? Are you 
sorry we made love?" 

"I ... I don't know." 

"It was wonderful between us, Nell. You can't deny that." 

"No," she said. "No, I can't deny it." 

"Do you want it to happen again?" 

"I ... I'm not sure. I need time to think, a lot of time. Do you understand? 
I lost control of myself last night, because it's been so long since I ... 
had love. But I don't want to lose control again, not ... not until I'm sure 
there's something ... more than just sex. I need more than that, Max." 

"I know you do," he said quietly. "And I'm not sure I can give it to you. I 
think I can, but I'm not sure just yet. I've been a bastard for a long time, 
and I'm not positive I can change." 

"I guess we both need time, then." 

"Yes," Max agreed. "We both need time." 

They moved across the kitchen to the table, which he had set for two. Nell 
noticed the absence of a third place as she seated herself. "Has Jimmy left 
already?" she inquired. 

"He goes to work at Amos's Hardware at eight on weekdays," the handsome 
uncle told her. "He was long gone by the time I got up. I don't know why he 
insists on working at all, much less a place like Amos'; I give him more 
than enough money for his needs, and of course there's his trust fund for 
college." 

"He's always been independent," Nell said proudly. 

"Yes, he has. And I suppose that's all to the good. He's a fine boy." 

"I know," she murmured. "I know." 

They ate quietly, lingered over cigarettes and a second cup of coffee, then 
she helped him clean up the dishes. While she was washing and he was drying, 
the virile uncle said, "Is there anything special you'd like to do today? We 
could swim or go for a drive or anything at all you'd care to do." 

-Nell tugged at her soft, full lower lip for a moment. "If you don't mind, 
Max, I'd like to go for a long walk around Carson Falls-all alone." 

"Why alone?" 

"Because I want to think about a lot of things-about us, and about Jimmy, 
and about being home again. And I want to reacquaint myself with everything. 
Do you mind terribly?" 

"Of course not," he smiled at her. "I understand; believe me, I do." 

When the dishes were finished, Max kissed her tenderly and then walked her 
to the front door. They said goodbye, and kissed again, and Jimmy's uncle 
watched her walk down the slab stone path toward the front gate. Then he 
sighed, a little wistfully, closed the door, and went to change into his 
swim trunks for his daily dip in the pool.... 

* * * 

It was a quiet morning in Amos's Hardware Store and Jimmy had plenty of 
opportunity to dwell on his own thoughts as he shuffled stock and waited on 
an occasional customer. 

He felt guilty and ashamed over what he and Beth had done while watching his 
mother and his uncle last night, and he had slept very little. Lying in bed, 
he had at first known violent anger toward the girl, but then, the more he 
thought about it, the more he concluded that she was not to blame, not 
really. She was a hot-blooded young female, and she had succumbed to the 
same carnal temptation that he had. No, Beth and he had been weak, young and 
weak, and what they had done could be excused. 

But what about his mother and his Uncle Max? Was what they had done 
excusable too? He tried to tell himself that it wasn't that they had been 
like a couple of animals in there; and yet he knew that wasn't true. He 
tried to tell himself that it was all his mother's fault, coming home after 
two years and on the first night fucking his uncle like a ... a common slut; 
but he couldn't find any hatred or lasting censure in his heart for her. He 
kept remembering the pain and suffering that had been mirrored on her face 
when he'd first seen her yesterday afternoon, the beseeching way she'd 
looked at him, and how his heart had gone out to her. She deserved the right 
to some love and affection, too, didn't she? Maybe she was weak, too, and 
she had needed Uncle Max in a desperate way. Perhaps it was even possible 
that the two of them were in love, or starting to fall in love; and if that 
were the case, then they had as much right to enjoy each other's bodies as 
he and Beth had. 

No, he couldn't hate his mother and he couldn't really blame her, deep down. 
Why then did he feel so guilty and ashamed? Why did he feel so unsettled, as 
if he were on the verge of some great truth about himself? He couldn't seem 
to dispel the image of his mother's sensually naked body, glistening with 
love-sweat, as she received the long, hard strokes of Max's cock in her 
warmly wet pussy. He couldn't seem to rid his mind of the image of her 
beautiful long legs locked around his uncle's flanks, heels pounding on his 
buttocks in her overwhelming desire. He couldn't seem to forget the way she 
had urged him to fuck her harder so that she could cum ... cum with hot 
burning semen inside her, inside the wet slit nestled so enticingly beneath 
her triangle of sable black pubic hair.... 

Jimmy shook his head violently, feeling his face flame red. He looked 
guiltily around the store, but there was no one present except grizzled old 
man Amos, who was paying no attention to him at all. What was the matter 
with him, thinking of his mother in such a carnal way? It was almost as if 
... well, as if he had been captivated and attracted by the sight of her 
nakedness, by the way she was making love to Uncle Max! It was almost as if 
he, Jimmy, wanted to be in his uncle's place on the couch last night, 
fucking deep and hard into his mother's tight, warmly clasping cunt! 

Again, Jimmy shook his head savagely. No, no, Jesus Christ, he couldn't 
think like that, he couldn't! She was his mother, the woman who had given 
him life, he couldn't really have any carnal feelings toward her. Such a 
thing just wasn't possible. It was just that he was confused and mixed up 
about last night. Sure, that was all it was. Things would be fine again 
pretty soon, and the vivid images would fade from his brain. Then he would 
look at his mother the right way, love her the right way. Any other way was 
unthinkable. 

He kept telling himself that over and over again, and yet, perversely, 
almost frighteningly, the picture of his naked, passionately contorted 
mother grew even more vivid in his young brain 

* * * 

Swimming with fluid, powerful strokes, his bronzed and well-muscled body 
gleaming in the morning sunlight, Max made seventeen full laps of the 
kidney-shaped pool in his rear yard. The water was cold and invigorating, 
and he felt a sense of deep relaxation as he swam. He had always been 
athletic-tennis, golf, bowling-but swimming was by far his favorite 
exercise. Too, it helped him maintain his youthful, manly physique. Rain or 
shine, he did at least ten laps every day; and he had never been sick a 
minute in his life. Grinning mentally to himself, he wondered if a private 
swimming pool, properly used, wasn't the key to perfect health and eternal 
youth. 

At the end of his seventeenth lap, Max paused to breathe deeply of the warm, 
fragrant summer air-even though he wasn't particularly winded. Then he 
placed his large hands on the blue tile edge of the pool and hauled himself 
easily onto his feet. Dripping, he padded to the chaise lounge he had set 
out on the lush green lawn nearby, picked up the fluffy towel there, and 
began to dry himself vigorously. 

A soft, faintly mocking feminine voice called out to him from across the 
patio, "You swim very nicely, Mr. Daniels! Mmmmm yes, you do!" 

Max turned abruptly and saw Jimmy's platinum-haired young girlfriend, Beth 
Jones, swaying toward him. She stopped directly in front of where he stood, 
smiling almost seductively, and her bright eyes traveled appreciatively and 
boldly over his bronzed, wetly naked torso. Then her gaze dropped insolently 
to the front of his trunks and lingered on the clear outline of his large 
manhood and heavy testicles, sharply defined by the tight material. Her 
frank appraisal, Max thought uncomfortably, contained an odd kind of knowing 
smirk, almost as if she knew some great and consuming secret about him. In 
spite of himself he felt his neck redden. 

He demanded, "How long have you been here, Beth?" 

"Oh, just a few minutes," she responded, "I watched you from over there 
beside the house. You really are quite a swimmer, and fast, too." 

"Thanks." 

"I'm pretty good myself, you know. I was the girls' racing champ in high 
school last year. Bet I could almost beat you in a five-lap race." 

"Maybe you could," Max said noncommittally. 

Beth laughed. "That's kind of a hint, Mr. Daniels-or do you mind if I call 
you Max? I just hate calling people mister or missus, even if they are older 
than me." 

"I guess I don't mind. What did you mean-huh?" 

"To go swimming in your pool," Beth told him. "Jimmy said it would be okay, 
any time I wanted to. I really feel like a swim this morning. Would it be 
okay, Max?" 

"Well ... sure, why not?" He moistened his lips. "Did you bring your suit?" 

"You didn't think I was going to swim naked, did you?" she mocked, giggling. 
"I'm wearing a bikini under my clothes. I kind of took it for granted that 
you wouldn't mind." 

Max shrugged and lit a cigarette from his pack. While he did so, Beth 
quickly undid the buttons on her blouse, shrugged out of it, and slipped off 
her hot pants; she was watching him the whole time and wiggling her 
diminutive, firmly-rounded young body suggestively. The handsome older man 
tried to keep his eyes off her firm white flesh, but he couldn't control the 
direction of his gaze. He moistened his lips as she stood before him, clad 
only in a wispy white bikini that did little to hide her large breasts, her 
flat abdomen, and the tight, hot crevice of her pussy nestled below. God, 
but she's a fine little piece! Max thought. Jimmy's lucky in one way if he's 
getting into her; she looks like she could throw a fuck that a man would 
take a long time forgetting, as young as she is! She just exudes sex. 

Suddenly, he realized the direction of his thoughts and tried to blank his 
mind of the enticing topic. The last thing in the world he needed or wanted 
was a session with jail-bait like Beth Jones, even if that jail-bait was as 
provocative as she was. He reluctantly pulled his eyes from her 
near-nakedness, and sat down on the chaise longue. 

Beth said, "Where's Mrs. Daniels this morning, Max? Is she still sleeping or 
something?" 

"No, she's gone out for awhile," he replied. "Why?" 

"Oh ... I was just wondering, that's all." 

"Well, why don't you go ahead and have your swim, Beth?" 

"How about you?" 

"I've had mine." 

"Don't you want to race me?" she asked, moving closer to him again, in front 
of him so that his eyes were on an almost direct line with her flat, smooth 
belly and the deep, well-defined cleft of her young pussy. She moved her 
body sinuously before him, tempting him. "I'll bet I could make it 
interesting for both of us." 

Max's head jerked up and his eyes locked with her bold ones again. Had there 
been a double meaning in her words? He felt a fluttering warmth in the pit 
of his stomach and down low in his groin. Damn, he wished this little bitch 
hadn't come here this morning! He wished she'd have her goddamned swim and 
go away and leave him alone. She was having an undeniable sexual effect on 
him, and he was afraid she knew that already. 

"Please, Max?" she whispered. "Let's have a race in the pool!" 

The uncle of the young girl's boyfriend stood abruptly. "All right," he 
acquiesced. "One race, and then I've got to go inside; I've got some things 
to take care of." 

"Groovy!" Beth cried. She turned, swinging her firm young hips, walked to 
the edge of the pool, and dove gracefully into the cold, clear water. She 
surfaced, shaking her platinum head and laughing as she looked up at the 
older man, her eyes touching and caressing that area of his body covered by 
the swim suit. It was actually caressing his cock, he thought, like soft, 
warm hands stroking it; the thought was both exciting and unsettling, and he 
felt his penis restlessly stir as blood filled the huge length and girth of 
it. To hide his beginning erection, and his discomfiture, Max ran forward 
and dived cleanly into the cool water. 

He turned beneath the surface, swam to the deep end under the diving board, 
and clung to the side there as his head emerged. Beth swam toward him and 
clung to the pool's edge very close beside him, her eyes still brazenly 
sensual and mocking. "Five laps, okay?" she questioned. 

"Five laps," he agreed. 

Beth counted to three, and then they began the race. The lovely young 
teenager was a fine, strong swimmer, but no match for Max's powerful, 
well-trained strokes. Ordinarily, he would have swum at half-speed and 
purposely and graciously lost in a race with a female; but now he felt a 
perverse desire to prove his masculine domination. He won the race by almost 
a full lap. 

When he turned at the deep end finally, the petite teenager was standing at 
the shallow end, pouting at him. "Wow, you really went fast! Do you always 
go that fast?" 

He didn't answer. He turned onto his back and floated, kicking away from the 
edge, breathing deeply. Suddenly, beneath him, he felt a hand encircle his 
chest and pull him under water. Beth had swum beneath the surface like a 
torpedo and ducked him! 

They came up together at the shallow end of the pool; she was giggling, her 
dripping face shining. Then she splashed him, crying, "Let's play 
roughhouse!" and stepped up close to him, put both her hands on top of his 
head, and ducked him under again. He reached out involuntarily as he was 
thrust beneath the surface, to grab hold of her slender little waist and 
pull her off her feet. She gasped, flailing out for a moment, and then she 
too slid beneath the surface. 

As they thrashed about beneath the water, Max felt Beth's hand come in 
electric contact with his thigh, brushing along it only inches from his 
rapidly awakening cock. It seemed to linger there for a moment, then move 
away. A surge of excited desire shot through him again, and he had to 
repress an automatic, masculine urge to grasp the firmly swelling mounds of 
her breasts and buttocks. Her touch on his thigh had been an accident ... or 
had it? 

They bobbed up, in waist-deep water. The teenage blonde was standing so 
close in front of him that her ripe young breasts almost touched his chest. 
Her lips parted moistly with the tip of her pinkly wet tongue showing. The 
inside of Max's mouth was dry. Christ, why did she have to stand so close to 
him, the little prick-teaser? He had half a hard-on already at the touch of 
her hand. 

"More roughhouse!" Beth said suddenly, laughing huskily as she grabbed him 
and pushed him off-balance. Again, they both ducked under. Max twisted his 
body, feeling her surge against him, and then ... and then her fingers 
brushed over the front of his trunks, tracing the outline of his rapidly 
growing cock! They lingered there, massaging gently, gently, caressing with 
an almost maddening slowness that sent wild, burning ripples of passion 
flooding through his belly and his lust-thickened hardness leapt into a 
painfully throbbing erection. 

Max's mouth opened in a convulsive gasp, and pool water poured into his 
throat, gagging him. He coughed spasmodically, fighting his way to the 
surface. Beth came up with him, standing even closer to him now so that the 
hot firebrands of her near-naked breasts touched his chest. Her blue eyes 
were half-lidded provocatively, and there was mounting excitement inside her 
young, lustful body. Her plan was working! It was working to perfection, 
because Jimmy's uncle was more than a little turned-on by her! His prick had 
jumped into a big, long hard-on when she'd touched it, and that meant that 
he wanted her-as she'd known all along he did. 

When Beth had awakened that morning, she had lain in her bed remembering how 
Max's thick white penis had looked sawing in and out of Jimmy's mother's 
wetly glistening pussy the night before. The more she thought about it, the 
more excited she became. Mmmmm, it would be groovy to have a cock that size 
burrowed hot and hard deep inside her belly! And Max was so handsome, too, 
and such a fine lover from what she'd seen; he really knew how to fuck! But 
did she dare try to seduce Jimmy's uncle? Yes! The thought excited her even 
more, made her eager young cunt hot and moist with arousal, and she had 
known that she was going to come here today and, if the opportunity 
presented itself, she was going to do everything in her power to fuck Mr. 
Max Daniels! 

Now she looked with plain, unmasked passion into Max's virile face. "Did you 
like that?" she whispered. "Did you like the feel of my fingers on your 
cock, Max?" 

He stared at her in open-mouthed disbelief, his brain whirling furiously. He 
couldn't believe-this was really happening! She had deliberately caressed 
him there under water, deliberately brought his masculinity into an 
impatiently throbbing hardness and now she was all but pressing her firm, 
young body against him, her eyes flashing sex and her lips saying lewd, 
enticing words. Jesus Christ! Was she crazy? Didn't she know that he was 
only human, that she couldn't fool around like that and expect nothing to 
happen? Didn't she know that he was old enough to be her father, that 
teasing him like this was foolish and dangerous? 

"What ... what's the matter with you, Beth?" he managed to croak. "For God's 
sake!" 

"Mmmmm, you have such a big, lovely cock, Max," she crooned in her soft, 
sultry voice. "And I made it nice and hard for you, didn't I? Oh, I just 
love big, hard cocks, Max. I just love them! And I love yours! Oh, how I 
love it, Max dear. It's the biggest one I've ever felt." 

"Stop it, damn you!" 

But she didn't stop it. Instead, she continued to intone softly obscene 
words at him-and suddenly her hand was on his fully erect penis again, 
expertly stroking it beneath the water! Her nimble, burning fingers caressed 
his long rigid shaft, then slid down to oscillate back and forth across his 
long sperm-churning testicles as she pressed her fully-ripened breasts 
against his chest. Her breath was fervid and sweet and ragged in his face. 

Max knew he should pull back away from her, should end this impossible scene 
before it reached the point of no-return-but the salacious pleasure of her 
expert fingering rendered him frozen, incapable of motion. His brain 
continued to reel dizzily, as he fought for sanity. Suppose Nell should come 
home? Christ, there was the beginning of something good between them after 
last night, and he couldn't let a hot little bitch like this foul things up. 
He had to stop her, he had to! And yet, he couldn't move, and his massively 
thickened cock throbbed with still brighter heat. 

"I'm going to take your prick out, Max," she breathed at him. "I'm going to 
take it out and hold it in my hand. You'll like that won't you, honey? 
Mmmmmmm, yes you will!" 

"No ... no!" he choked. "Beth ... " 

"You'll like it, honey, you'll like my fingers on your prick. I want you to 
like it, I want you to fuck me. Wouldn't you like that, Max? Wouldn't you 
like to fuck a young girl like me, and teach me some groovy things. Huh? 
Wouldn't you?" 

"Oh God, oh God ...!" 

Dexterously, her fingers slid upward underwater to pull back the waistband 
of his trunks, back and down until his blood-enraged member burst out and 
into the warm palm of the teenage girl's hand. Beth held it claspingly for a 
moment, making little animal sounds of abandoned joy deep in her throat, and 
then she stroked it gently, pushing the foreskin back and running her 
fingernails along the base, along the sperm bloated sac of his balls. Max 
felt the exquisite thrill of her caress bursting through his body, and 
raging desire began to block out all his rational considerations. He had 
always been a hedonist at heart, loving sex and pleasure, and the exciting 
touch of this wanton young girl was driving him almost wild with lust. He 
didn't want her, didn't want anything to do with her-and yet, ambivalently, 
he wanted to fuck her like he hadn't wanted to fuck any woman or girl since 
Nell! 

"Slide your trunks down all the way, honey, daddy," Beth breathed. "Hurry!" 

Max obeyed mindlessly, pulling them down as fast as he could. She cupped his 
balls in her hand now, rubbing them back and forth, squeezing them very 
gently, making the cum build up hotly and explosively in his scrotum. He 
looked down with glassy eyes at her hand through the wavy translucence of 
the water, watching her, revelling in the searing sensations of lewd 
delight. Then Beth was reaching up behind herself with her free hand, 
unsnapping her bikini halter and pulling it away. Her beautifully rounded 
young breasts burst into view, and Max stared at them with a fresh rush of 
desire. God, but she had a fantastic set of tits! High, resilient mounds 
were capped with large, distended nipples in their nests of brownish-pink 
areolas, and the fleshy mounds were throbbing with desire, sheened with 
beaded droplets of water. His painfully throbbing cock jumped like a wild 
thing in her hand, and Beth laughed happily as she began to rub her wet, 
nakedly firm breasts across his chest, rolling the nipples through the 
thickly matted hair there. 

"You want to fuck me, don't you, Max?" she crooned. "You want to put your 
big hard prick inside my pussy and fill me up with cum, don't you?" 

"No, I ... I...." 

"Yes, you do. You want to fuck me, I know you do. And you want to eat me up, 
too-you want to put your mouth between my legs and eat my pussy all up with 
your lips and tongue! My pussy is nice and clean-all wet ... and warm ... 
and it'll taste so good! Right?" 

"Oooooh, Beth, for the love of...." 

She was tugging at the bottom of her bikini now, pushing it down, down, 
down, to expose the sparse, light-blond fleece of her pubic mound. She took 
one of his hands then and pressed it down through the water, spreading her 
legs and fitting his strong fingers between her excitedly quivering thighs, 
against the hot, wet expanse of her tight little cunt. 

"Mmmmmmm!" she intoned. "Oh, that's nice, honey daddy, that's nice! Isn't it 
nice? Isn't my pussy nice? Don't you want to eat it up and fuck it, Max 
honey? Tell me, tell me!" 

"Yes! Yes, damn you, yes, yes, yes!" 

Beth laughed triumphantly, then guided him toward the edge of the pool with 
her hand still stroking his rigidly pulsating cock, and his hand still 
pressed against her wetly heated vagina under the water. She turned against 
the tile lip and whispered, "Eat me up, honey daddy, eat me up right this 
instant! Oooohhh, my pussy is on fire for your mouth and your cock! Hurry, 
hurry! Ohhhhhhhh!" 

Totally abandoned to his raging lust, Max grabbed her roughly at her trim 
little waist and lifted her up into the air, out of the water. Streams of 
water ran down across Beth's perfectly rounded breasts, past the tautened 
nipples, along the flat velvet softness of her belly to the raised, inviting 
mound of her slushing wet cunt. Max sat her down hard on the tile, her 
nakedly rounded buttocks slapping resoundingly, but the young girl only 
laughed aloud and continued crooning obscene words to the passion-crazed 
older man. 

Sitting the way she was on the pool's edge, with Max below her, Beth began 
to move her legs apart-wider, wider, exposing the narrow hair-fringed lips 
of her pussy to him, and the full pink splendor of her tight femininity. 
Then she leaned back on her hands, her full, creamy breasts pushed skyward 
like twin mountain peaks. She raised her hips slightly, undulating her 
pelvis so that her widely flowered cunt, glistening and enticing, seemed to 
leap toward Max, and then retreat, leap toward him, retreat. 

He watched it as if transfixed, his face only inches away from the moistly 
splayed furrow, his nose pointing at the quivering, fully .exposed nubbin of 
her clitoris. Then, with a low moan of wild hunger, Max lunged his head 
forward and buried his face in her warmly secreting slit. His tongue shot 
out, licking up and down over her moistly perfumed cunt lips, over the 
throbbing bud of her clitoris, and then back down again to the palpitating 
opening of her desire-inflamed vagina. 

Beth moaned and abandonedly flung her hips up and down against his face, 
splaying her legs still wider on the tile, raising her steaming loins up to 
his mouth like some pagan offering of lust. The bronzed uncle's tongue 
lashed out like a molten probe, slipping deep, deep into her hotly throbbing 
vaginal orifice in the ultimate french kiss, and he revelled in her pungent 
taste and the velvet warmth of her cunt mouth. 

"Aaaaaahhhh, that's it, ohhhh fuck my pussy with your tongue, honey daddy, 
fuck it, fuck it, fuck it!" 

Max continued his voracious tonguing of her moistly trembling inner 
recesses, his hands slipping up over her taut little belly to her full, 
quivering breasts, his mind totally committed to the act he was performing, 
no thoughts of Nell or propriety or his nephew penetrating the cyclone of 
lust which had claimed his brain. He brutally squeezed her resilient young 
mounds as his mouth and tongue made lewd sucking sounds between her 
widespread thighs. 

Then Max withdrew his wet probe from her channel and licked upward to the 
erectly pulsating button of her clitoris. She whined sharply as he took the 
tiny phallus between his sharp teeth and held it tightly there, before 
beginning to run the tip of his tongue around and around the sensitive nerve 
ending. Her wet blond head jerked from side to side in total abandonment, 
and the young uncle opened his mouth yet wider, moving his tongue downward 
once more along the smooth, heat-moistened slit to the throbbing moist 
opening of her vagina. And again, he began to orally fuck her, with hard, 
fast, jabbing strokes of his thickly wet tongue that burrowed deep up into 
her wetly clasping passage and caused unintelligible whimpering sounds to 
bubble out of her lust-constricted throat. 

Beth's naked young buttocks jerked and spasmed beneath his plunging hot 
tongue, lifting high off the tile to meet each fucking thrust of his mouth. 
Her frantically quivering legs were spread as wide as they would go. She 
thought she would surely go mad from the sheer ecstatic rapture of his 
tongue fucking in and out of her tight young cunt, from the pleasure-pain of 
his savagely squeezing fingers on her passion swollen breasts and nipples. 
The cute little teenager felt gathering billows of her orgasm rising out of 
control. 

"I'm going to cum!" she squealed. "Ohooohhhhh, honey daddy, fuck me faster 
with your tongue, fuck me faster, I'm going to cum, ooooooooooooooo!" 

And then all at once, she crested the pinnacle and her climax struck with 
mind-blowing suddenness and intensity. She screamed out mindlessly as her 
juices began to flow from her widespread young cunt, inundating the older 
man's face and tongue, flowing down along her tortured slit and over her 
tiny brown anus to puddle on the tile beneath her nakedly heaving body. Max 
continued to suck and lick her wildly pulsating pussy until, at long last, 
her cumming was over and she sank back with a long, ecstatic sigh. She 
closed her legs tightly around his head, imprisoning it there for a moment 
in gratitude, and then released him from between her wetly fevered thighs. 
Max's rigidly throbbing cock and sperm-filled balls were seething infernos 
of impending cum as he raised his head from between the platinum-haired 
girl's wide-spread legs. The succulent secretions of her climax made his 
face shine like a grotesque mask in the morning sunlight as he stared up at 
the panting, glassy-eyed Beth. He had to have his own release, now that he 
had given her hers. He had to shove his massively pulsing cock into her, 
fuck into her, pound his cock into her tight young cunt until his semen 
burst like fiery lava into the very core of her being! 

"I'm going to fuck you now, you little bitch!" he cried. "I'm going to fuck 
you like you've never been fucked before!" 

Beth's head lifted, and there was renewed excitement in her eyes. "Yes, yes, 
fuck me, honey daddy! Fuck me good!" 

Max grabbed her by the waist and pulled her down into the pool with him. She 
gasped as the cold water bathed her feverishly naked body, her hot, wet 
pussy. Max pressed her back against the tile wall of the pool, and the 
teenager braced her ripe young body against it, bringing her legs up through 
the water and spreading them to encircle his waist. Then she gasped again 
and grasped his heatedly hammering cock, steering it to her until the 
blood-engorged head touched her silken pubic hair and soft, butter like 
pussy lips. She moved his cockhead up and down along her wetly pink slit, 
undulating her hips in fresh excitement in a circular motion as she locked 
her legs more tightly around him under water. 

Suddenly, Beth thrust herself forward, in one smooth movement skewering 
herself on his long gigantic shaft, burying his massive thickness almost to 
the hilt in the warm, lubricious folds of her tight young pussy. He moaned 
rapturously, and she cried out, "Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh!" with her hips still 
rotating and her hands coming up to grip him under the arms. Max dropped his 
own hands to the quivering wounded moons of her nakedly squirming 
buttocks,-his fingers digging painfully into the hot flesh. 

"Fuck me!" Beth moaned. "Ohhhh, fuck me with your big hard cock! It's so big 
and hard inside me, so big and hard and filling me up....Ohhhhhhhh, give it 
to me, fuck me with every inch you've got!" 

Obediently, wildly, Max began to stroke into her with long, hard lunges, 
using all the power in his body and legs. He wanted to hurt her, fuck her 
like a crazy man, and he kneaded her soft little ass cheeks with sadistic 
delight. Harder and harder he drove his burgeoning shaft into her tightly 
heated cunt, feeling her warm wet pussy walls encompassing his throbbing 
hardness, the nibbling muscles of her vagina like hungry fingers around his 
thick masculinity. 

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" she squealed against his ear, breathing liquid 
fire into the orifice. "Ggggggaaaaahhhhhhh, that's it, harder, harder, 
oohhhhh I've never been fucked this hard before and I love it, I love it." 

The bronzed uncle rammed his long rigid cock forward with all the strength 
of his hips and thighs, thrilling at the forbidden act of which he was a 
part. Beth wailed incoherently now, her smooth velvety legs enveloping his 
waist in a vise-like grip, her hips churning the water around them to a 
froth. The satiny folds of her tight little cunt squeezed snugly around his 
rigid shaft, milking it already of its first tentative dribbling of seminal 
lubrication. He knew she could feel every inch, every muscle and ridge of 
his prick as she screwed her nakedly rounded buttocks up tight against his 
pelvis. The bloated sac of his sperm-filled balls was pressed hard into the 
wet, wide-stretched crevice below her vaginal lips, and the hair-covered 
scrotum danced maddeningly against the sensitive flesh of her tiny puckered 
anus. Shivers of wanton delight made her fuck him as hard as he was fucking 
her. 

Beth's hips were a blur of motion, twisting and contorting, and she opened 
and closed her legs around his waist as she endeavored to ingest even more 
of his long pistoning shaft into her belly. Then, abruptly, she cried out as 
Max pounded his massive pole of hot flesh into her, "I'm ... I'm going to 
cum again, honey daddy....Oooooo I'm going to cum again, yes, yes, I'm there 
... aaaahhhhh ... I'm cumming, cumming, cumming ...!" 

Her body heaved toward his as the first delicious throes of her second 
straight orgasm rocketed through her, spurring him on, locking him in. In 
that moment, the handsome uncle felt his own cum boil over, explode along 
the passage within his wildly throbbing cock and burst from the widened 
opening in the glans like a volcanic eruption, flooding her inner cunt walls 
and the very core of her rapidly undulating belly with surge after surge of 
his fiery white semen. The naked teenager was squealing with total abandon, 
wantonly urging him to never stop filling her cunt with his wonderful hot, 
thick cum. 

Finally Max collapsed against her, pushing her back hard against the tiled 
edge of the pool. His rapidly emptying penis began to deflate then, and slid 
out of her tight young pussy, trailing long sinuous webs of his seed in the 
water like thinly white sea kelp. She stroked his face as he lay pressed 
against her, exhausted, and fervently kissed his mouth and his eyes and his 
neck in gratification. "Oh, honey daddy, that was fantastic! Two cums in a 
row, two magnificent cums in a row! I've never had it like this, never, 
you're the greatest in the world-the greatest fuck in the whole wide world!" 

And neither she nor Max were aware in their satiated states that for the 
past five orgiastic minutes-while he had mouthed her cunt to orgasm, and 
fucked it to orgasm with his superbly expanded cock-they had had a shocked, 
horrified witness to their lewd sexual antics. 

Jimmy's mother had decided to cut her walk short, and had returned home, had 
come out to the rear porch looking for Max, and had been frozen immobile by 
what she saw in the pool before her very eyes. 

Nell had seen, and heard, all there was to see and hear. 

Finally able to make her frozen feet move, Nell turned away from the lewd 
sight of Max and the young teenager clinging naked in the pool, and ran 
through the house to the front door. Outside, she hurried down the 
slab-stone path, went through the gate, and-fighting tears all the way-began 
to walk rapidly along the tree-shaded street. 

Her mind felt confused and stricken from the carnal scene she had just 
witnessed. Oh, Max, she thought, how could you? How could you do this to me 
after ... after what we had last night, after what you told me this morning? 
Naked in the swimming pool, your mouth pressed between the legs of that 
disgusting little monster. Beth ... mouthing her to orgasm and then ... then 
putting your penis inside her, a little girl young enough to be your 
daughter! Oh, Max, Max, I always knew you were a playboy, that you'd make 
love to any girl you could find, anywhere and anytime, ... but I didn't 
think you'd do it with a teenager, with Jimmy s girlfriend, with your own 
nephew's girlfriend! 

Tears trickled slowly down Nell's lovely cheeks as she walked. She had 
thought that her homecoming was something good and clean after two futile 
years, and that at long last she was again to know happiness and peace. But 
now, she wasn't sure at all. In her mind, Max had betrayed her-and Beth 
Jones had betrayed her son, Jimmy. Was this treachery, this sexual 
conspiracy, an omen that more pain and futility lay ahead for Nell Daniels? 
She didn't know, she couldn't understand.... 

"What am I going to do?" she whispered aloud to herself. "How can I face Max 
again? How can I go back to that house, knowing what I know? And how can I 
possibly face that bitch Beth Jones without screaming at her and slapping 
her smirking, innocent little face?" 

Beth. Beth Jones. It was all her fault, Nell suddenly realized, with 
completely rational clarity. Disappointed and embittered as she was toward 
him in this moment, she knew deep down that Max was not the one responsible 
for what had happened there in the pool. He was just a man, a sexually 
unprincipled man, a hedonist, and when the opportunity to conquer a 
beautiful female body presented itself, he was powerless to control his 
emotions. Beth would have to be the one who took the initiative today-if 
today was the first time it had happened between the two of them, she had 
seduced Max, not the other way around. She was the guilty party, this young 
girl about whom her son, Jimmy, spoke so glowingly, probably never guessing 
the truth about Beth Jones. 

Poor Jimmy, Nell thought, poor blind, trusting Jimmy. He deserves so much 
better than a slut like Beth! But ... but suppose he becomes more involved 
with her, deeply involved? Suppose he falls in love with her and he wants to 
marry her! Oh God, I can't let that happen, I can't! He's got to be told 
what kind of girl Beth is, as painful as it might be for him, he's got to 
know what she really is like. It's up to me to tell him. Yes, I've got to 
confess to him what I saw just now between Max and Beth; I've got to make 
him believe that it's the truth, make him understand about her. 

Nell bit her lower lip painfully as she walked further away from Max's 
lavish home, oblivious to her surroundings as her thoughts swirled achingly 
inside her head. Could she tell Jimmy though, she asked herself? Could she 
bring herself to speak the words? There was Max to consider, too, for if she 
told her son what had happened in the pool this morning, she would be 
condemning Max as well as the platinum-haired teenage girl. Would Jimmy hate 
his uncle then? Would there be bad trouble, perhaps physical violence 
between them? 

No, no, neither Max nor Jimmy were the violent type. But there might be a 
deep animosity that would develop between uncle and nephew nonetheless, and 
Nell didn't want that. In spite of Max's betrayal of her, he was still a 
basically good and decent man-and he had given Jimmy a home the past two 
years and treated him well, too. She didn't think she could possibly love 
Max, despite last night and especially after witnessing what she had in the 
pool just now, but neither did she want vengeance on him for his 
transgression. All she wanted was to be happy and at peace with the world 
again, and to protect the son she loved so very much. 

Another possibility struck her suddenly. If she told Jimmy the truth, he 
might turn on her somehow-might think she was lying in an attempt to break 
him and Beth up for some reason of her own! And he might twist in his 
adolescent mind his mother's feelings for his well-being into something much 
darker and more base. She couldn't stand that. Nell knew she needed his 
love. Needed it so desperately now. 

God, oh God, what was she going to do? What was she going to do? 

The indecision swirled around inside the sable-haired mother's brain, and 
still she could find no resolute answer to her dilemma. Only this morning 
everything had seemed well on its way toward a bright and normal future, and 
now, suddenly, the prospects seemed bleak once more. Nell could feel fresh 
pain twisting at her, fresh guilt at causing the death of the man she loved. 
At deserting her handsome young son, at succumbing to her own repressed 
desires with Max last night. Wouldn't she ever be free of inner torments 
again, she wondered? Wouldn't life ever be free and simple and uncomplicated 
for her? Wouldn't she ever know love and joy again? 

Nell walked the sunny, tree-lined streets of Carson Falls for hours, upset 
and still indecisive. She saw people she knew, who either snubbed her 
altogether or greeted her coldly. She thought about stopping at Amos's 
Hardware Store to see her son, but somehow she couldn't bring herself to do 
it; the store, a public place, wasn't the place to see him. Not now, not 
with what she had on her mind. 

When Nell finally returned to Max's luxurious house, a few minutes before 
three, she knew only that she would now be able to face Max without 
betraying to him that she knew about his lewd mouth-and penis-fucking of 
Beth Jones that morning. And vaguely, she knew that she had to talk to 
Jimmy-alone and that night. Even if she couldn't confess her knowledge of 
Max and Beth and their salacious activities together, she had to try to 
bring her son closer to her through some means or other, she had to try to 
make him understand her love and need for him. And if possible, the truth 
about Beth Jones too. 

Max was sitting in the living room, nursing a bourbon-and-water, when Nell 
entered the house. He rose immediately to greet her, a warm smile of welcome 
on his mouth; but his eyes were clouded with uncertainty and what may have 
been guilt, although she couldn't tell for sure. He came to her and kissed 
her cheek. "Hi, Nell," he said. "Did you have a nice walk, darling?" 

"I ... yes, Max, I had a nice walk." 

"You were gone a long time." 

"I had a lot of thinking to do." 

"Did you reach any conclusions?" 

"I'm not sure just yet," she answered coolly. "I think I'll have a glass of 
milk in the kitchen," Without waiting for his answer, the sable haired young 
mother turned and left the living room. Max watched her, sighing, then sat 
down on the couch again. He felt restless and angry with himself over his 
loss of control with Beth Jones that morning, over having succumbed to her 
lustful will and the orgiastic session they had enjoyed together in the 
swimming pool. He hadn't wanted it to happen, not really, and yet he'd been 
powerless to stop himself. It was as if the young, platinum-haired girl 
wielded some kind of strange, intoxicating power over him, fanning the 
flames of his desire past all reason. 

But it would never happen again between the teenager and him, he had 
promised himself that. And he had told the girl the same thing as they had 
both dressed after their passions were completely spent; she must never come 
near him again, never tempt him again. And if she did? Beth had asked 
coquettishly. Max had tried to think of an answer, but he couldn't seem to 
find any words; finally he had just turned and stalked into the house, 
leaving her there by the pool laughing at him in her mocking, too-wise way. 

Max finished his drink, stood, and made another at the small portable bar 
which he had wheeled inside from the patio. He had had five drinks, sitting 
alone in the house since Beth had left, but they hadn't had any effect on 
him whatsoever. He felt like getting roaring drunk, but he knew that 
wouldn't solve anything. No, he had to forget about this morning, about 
Beth; he had to pretend the indiscretion with that hot little piece of prime 
jail-bait had never existed. He had to concentrate on Nell, for he knew that 
deep down he had strong feelings for her-very strong feelings! He-mustn't do 
anything to jeopardize those feelings, or to hurt her in any way; she had 
been hurt enough already, and she needed love and understanding now. Maybe, 
just maybe, he was the man to give them to her. 

In the kitchen, Nell drank two glasses of ice-cold milk. Then she washed out 
the glass and went to the guest room without seeing or talking with Max 
again. There she spent several minutes freshening up and changing into a 
light, miniskirted summer dress. She had just emerged into the living room, 
and had declined Max's offer of a drink, when Jimmy arrived home. 

Since he went to work so early in the morning, old man Amos let him off at 
four o'clock every afternoon. Jimmy looked tired, as if he had had a very 
hard day, and he seemed quiet and withdrawn. He said hello to his uncle and 
to his mother, and then bent to kiss her. But he averted his eyes from hers 
as he did so, causing her to ask fearfully as he straightened again, "Is 
something the matter, Jimmy? You look ... upset about something." 

"No, I'm just tired," he told her. "We were pretty busy today. I think I'll 
go in and take a nap for a couple of hours before dinner." 

"All right, honey," Nell said. 

When Jimmy had left the room, Max said, "He's more than just tired tonight. 
There's something on his mind. I can always tell when there is." 

"Yes," Nell agreed, and she wondered what it could be. Did it have something 
to do with Beth Jones? Had he reached some kind of conclusion about his 
feelings toward her? No, that couldn't be it ... it just couldn't. It was 
something else that was bothering him, something simple and not directly 
concerned with Beth or his uncle or his mother. 

"Well, he'll snap out of it after he's had some rest," Max predicted. "When 
you're eighteen, you don't let things trouble you for long." 

"I suppose not," Nell replied. Suddenly, she didn't feel like sitting here 
with the bronzed, handsome brother of her dead husband. She didn't feel like 
talking at all. She wanted to lie down herself, to think things through 
again and try to find some kind of answer to the question of Beth Jones and 
her relationship with Jimmy. 

She stood up and forced a smile. "I've got a terrible headache, Max," she 
told him. "I think I'll take a nap, too. That might help." 

He looked concerned. "All right, Nell. There's aspirin in the medicine chest 
in the bathroom, if you want." 

She nodded. "What time are you planning dinner?" 

"I thought around seven." 

"Then I'll get up at six-thirty and help." 

"I'd like that, darling." 

She allowed him to brush his lips across hers, and then she went to her room 
and lay down on the bed, closing her eyes. Jimmy filled her thoughts-and 
Max, too, though far less than her son. But after an hour and a half, she 
still could not decide what to do; and the indecision only heightened her 
feelings of insecurity and bleakness. Her temples began to throb achingly 
with a genuine headache, and she remembered the aspirin that Max had told 
her was in the bathroom medicine cabinet. 

The confused young mother swung her feet over the side of the bed and padded 
across the floor to the door, then walked softly down the hall. As she 
passed her own son's room, Nell saw that his door was slightly ajar. She 
stopped, looking at it, and she felt in that moment a deep, motherly need to 
look in at her son, to see him sleeping-a sight she had not been privileged 
to witness for too long a time. 

Tiptoeing forward, Nell pushed open the door and peeped into Jimmy's room. 
He lay quietly in his bed, covered by just a sheet which he had kicked down 
in his sleep. His muscled, youthful chest rose and fell steadily with his 
breathing. Love and deep pride flowed along his mother's spine, clutching at 
her throat as she watched him sleeping. He was so handsome, so masculine, so 
wonderful. 

Jimmy stirred in his sleep, as if subconsciously aware of her eyes on him, 
and rolled full onto his back. His feet kicked convulsively at the sheet 
covering him, and the bedclothes rustled as the covering drifted down, down 
over his abdomen and over his thighs to his knees. 

Very suddenly, Nell was looking right at her son's long naked penis! 

Jimmy apparently had decided to nap in the nude, in deference to the 
weather, and Nell felt an involuntary gasp strangle in her throat as she 
stared at his powerfully corded masculinity. He lay peacefully, no longer 
stirring, his face in repose, the full sight of his manhood laid bare to his 
mother's widening eyes. His cock, limp, lay largely nestled in the thick sac 
of his testicles, the head huge and red, the glans opening seemingly immense 
to the staring Nell. 

She couldn't take her eyes off the thick, resting member of this youth she 
loved so much. It's ... it's so big! she thought in awe. It's as big as 
Max's! But he was such a little boy. I can remember giving him baths when he 
was younger and his penis was so little. And now ... now he's a man, his 
manhood is so huge and lie's grown up. Oh Jimmy. I love you so much, I love 
all of you. I love your chest and your arms and your penis and your 
testicles. 

Nell felt a sudden dryness in her mouth and throat as she stared at the 
nakedly powerful form of her son, at the size of his masculinity. There was 
a curious fluttering sensation in the pit of her stomach, and in her loins, 
and she recognized the feeling immediately. She was becoming aroused! Dear 
God, she was becoming aroused standing here and staring boldly at her own 
son's beautiful long penis and testicles. 

Turning quickly, her face flaming red with shame, Nell ran down the hall to 
the guest room and flung herself on the bed. She lay there, staring up at 
the ceiling, trying to calm the insane pounding of her heart, trying to 
dispel the firestorm of excitement which had arisen inside her. But she was 
only partly successful, for her mind refused to relinquish its mental 
reproduction of her naked son lying before her, of his long, thick cock and 
his large scrotum, of his complete masculine power ... and the unbelievable 
ecstasy it could give a woman. The love, the deep and meaningful love, it 
could give the right and deserving woman.... 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

Dinner that evening was a somber affair. Nell had gotten up at six-thirty as 
promised, and had helped Max prepare cold cuts, salad, English muffins, and 
raw vegetables; but her heart hadn't been in the work. Her unwanted lewd 
thoughts about her own son's penis had further upset her, and she was more 
confused than ever. As for Max and Jimmy, both seemed quiet and withdrawn, 
thinking their own thoughts, and none of the three took any particular 
pleasure in the consumption of the food. 

When they were finished eating, Nell quietly asked Jimmy if he would help 
her with the dishes. Her son agreed, though without enthusiasm. Max departed 
to the living room for a drink, and Nell began to stack the dishes in the 
sink as her son put the leftover food away. 

She asked, "Jimmy ... are you doing anything tonight? Anything special, I 
mean?" 

"Well, I've got a date with Beth. Why, Mom?" 

Beth, Nell thought bitterly. She still felt the need to talk with her son, 
talk to him alone and away from this house. "I ... was wondering if we 
couldn't spend this evening together, honey," she told him. "You can see . , 
. Beth any time, and it's been so long since you and I have been together 
alone...." 

Jimmy moistened his lips. "Yeah, it has been a long time," he admitted. 

"Could you break your date? Just this once?" 

"I guess I could," Jimmy said. He felt an odd mixture of emotions at that 
moment, as he had all day; he didn't really want to spend the evening with 
his mother, and yet he did-very much. "Maybe we could go the outdoor show at 
Municipal Park; the Chamber of Commerce is sponsoring it, and it's supposed 
to be pretty good-a lot of skits and musical numbers." 

"That would be wonderful, honey." 

"I'll call Beth after we finish the dishes." 

The teenage girl didn't seem to mind at all when Jimmy told her over the 
telephone, a few minutes later, that he was going to have to break their 
date for the evening. He said he really should spend some time with his 
mother, that they were going to the outdoor show together, and that he would 
take Beth out the following night. She told him that she understood 
perfectly, and that it was only right that he be with his mother now that 
she was home again; then she told him gaily that she could hardly wait until 
tomorrow, and what they would do together. She blew him a kiss over the 
wire, then rang off. 

Nell and Jimmy said goodnight to Max, who was nursing another drink 
introspectively, and he told them to have fun while they were out. Then, 
dressed in their casual summer clothing, mother and son left the house and 
slipped into Jimmy's Charger. As they pulled away from the curb, the lovely 
sable-haired woman suddenly wanted to be completely alone with Jimmy; she 
didn't want other people around, she didn't want the festive atmosphere of a 
Chamber of Commerce outdoor show. She wanted to be able to talk to him in 
privacy, commanding his full attention; it might be easier to say what she 
had to say, then. 

Nell asked, "Jimmy, do you really want to go to the outdoor show tonight? Is 
it important to you that you see it?" 

"Not especially," he replied. "Did you want to do something else, Mom?" 

"Well ... I thought we could go somewhere and just sit and talk, the way we 
used to do. Would you mind very much if we did that?" 

"No, I wouldn't mind. Where do you want to go?" 

"I don't know. Some place quiet." 

I'll 

"How about the Lake?" 

Nell felt herself shudder. "No, not the Lake. Maybe ... Wilson's Woods? I 
always liked it there-so quiet and peaceful." 

"If that's where you want to go, Mom, okay by me." 

He drove them though Pine Cove and onto the old country road that led up 
into the foothills south of the community. Wilson's Woods was a state park 
some three miles outside the town limits, where picnickers and hikers went 
in the summer-and lovers of all ages found solitude at all times during the 
year. Jimmy had brought Beth, and several other girls, to the preserve in 
the past, and he had a special parking area picked out, on a little-used 
foresters' lane off one of the main roads deep within the park. He saw no 
harm in going there tonight, with his mother. 

Twenty minutes later, Jimmy was parking his Charger among redolent pines and 
oaks. It was very quiet when he switched off the engine, and although it 
wasn't quite dark yet, the thick profusion of trees and shrubbery formed a 
pocket of deep shadow where they were parked. There was enough light, 
however, so that they could see one another clearly as they turned face to 
face on the front seat of the car. 

"This is a beautiful spot," Nell said, "and so peaceful. Have you been here 
before, Jimmy?" 

"A couple of times," he replied uncomfortably. 

"With girls?" 

"Uh-huh." 

She smiled at him, a little sadly. "You've grown up, honey; you've really 
become quite a man since ... since I left." 

Jimmy felt his discomfiture gaining magnitude. He didn't want to talk to his 
mother about all the girls he had brought to this spot, about the things he 
had done with those girls. Now that they were here, intimately alone, he 
wished they hadn't come, he wished he hadn't brought his mother here. This 
wasn't the kind of place a guy ought to bring his own mother. 

"Mom," he said nervously, "Mom, what is it you wanted to talk to me about? I 
mean, is there anything special you wanted to say or did you just want to 
talk about ... a lot of things?" Nell, too, could feel a certain amount of 
anguish; part of it was what she had on her mind, but part of it was also 
the completely intimate atmosphere of the woods and this isolated parking 
spot. She could feel her heart beginning to throb with quickening tempo as 
she looked at her handsome son. "Jimmy," she began, "Jimmy, I ... I...." 

"Yes, Mom? What is it?" 

All at once, Nell felt her emotions spill over. It was a combination of 
everything, all the pressures within her, that caused the floodgates to 
open-her personal torment, her knowledge of Max's and Beth's indiscretion 
together, her love for her son, her desperate need for affection and 
happiness. She felt her eyes brim with tears, and she moaned softly, "Jimmy, 
oh Jimmy!" Then, even before she realized what she doing, she was sliding 
across the seat and gathering her powerful young son into her arms, holding 
him close and crying helplessly against his warm, masculine shoulder. 

Jimmy felt a dryness in his throat, and automatically, he put his arms 
around his lovely mother. "Mom, what is it, what's the matter?" he managed 
to whisper, fully aware in that moment of her soft, warm femininity pressing 
against him. He felt a deep love for this woman as he held her, and yet it 
was more than just a love of a son for his mother; it was almost a need, a 
craving, that went far, far deeper than simple familiar affection. 

Nell cried softly, unable to answer his question, clinging to him 
desperately. Oh God, I love him, I love him so very much! Oh God, I ... Oh 
Jimmy! Darling, I love you. I need you. I want to tell you how much and I 
can't ... you're so strong, so masculine, and it feels wonderful to hold you 
like this, to have you hold me....Oooohhh, Jimmy, my son, my son. 

Overflowing with her love for him, Nell raised her head from his shoulder 
and looked deeply into his eyes there in the semi-darkness of the car. She 
made a little half-laugh, half-sob cry in her throat, and then she began 
kissing him, kissing his cheeks and his eyes and his nose, not caring about 
anything except her need and her feelings for her son. Jimmy tried to pull 
away from her fervid kisses, but she held him too tightly. His mouth grew 
drier, and his heart was thumping wildly in his chest. 

"Mom ... Mom, don't...." he pleaded, but his arms tightened convulsively 
around her as she continued to kiss his face with her soft, warm lips. 

Her mouth touched his then, lingering, moving over to his cheeks, then 
returning to his lips again. And as she continued to impart her hotly moist 
kisses, Nell felt familiar fluttering sensations begin in her stomach and 
loins-the same sensations she had experienced earlier that day as she had 
viewed her son's flaccid penis and muscled nakedness while he slept. They 
were sensations of building arousal, of desire, and Nell knew them well. 
With a kind of horror, she tried to stem the abrupt tide of passion she was 
feeling, tried to curb the overwhelming need which had begun to sweep 
through her body. But it was as if she had no control over her emotions any 
longer, nor any control over her actions. She was unable to break away from 
Jimmy's embrace, unable to keep from kissing him. She felt so warm and safe 
in his arms, so good with her mouth on his face, so excited by his nearness 
... she loved him so much, she needed him so much, she wanted him ... wanted 
his body, all of him. 

Dear God, she wanted to make love to him! Yes, yes, she wanted to make love 
to her own son! 

The realization struck Nell full-force, and yet she didn't recoil from it. 
She understood with complete insight in that moment that she had wanted to 
possess her son totally all along-that she had harbored repressed desires 
ever since she had returned to Pine Cove. That was why she had become 
sexually excited looking at his penis today, that was the real reason she 
had wanted to be alone with him tonight, in a place like this. To love him, 
to make him hers both physically and spiritually. 

Consumed with love and desire for her son as she held him in her arms, Nell 
knew her wanting him was right. If they made love, it would cement the bond 
between them, would make them as close as was possible for a mother and son 
to be; they would be tied so tightly that no one would ever be able to break 
them apart. Bliss would be hers once more, happiness would be hers once 
more. She did not, in her loving fervor, consider the possibility that 
attempting to seduce her own son might forever alienate him from her. Jimmy 
loved her, she knew he loved her; the way he was holding her and the way he 
was responding to her warmth and her kisses proved that beyond any doubt. He 
wanted her too, deep down at the core of his being! She knew that with the 
infallible perception and intuition of a doting mother. 

"Jimmy, Jimmy, I love you, I want you so very much!" she moaned to him. And, 
still kissing him, her belly and loins on fire for her son and her mind 
whirling feverishly, she took one of his hands and guided it to her 
excitedly pulsating breast. She pressed his fingers tightly over the warm, 
softly swelling mound outside her brassiere and low-cut sun dress, squeezing 
his fingers into her resilient flesh. 

Jimmy gasped in shocked surprise, and his suddenly throbbing penis gave an 
involuntary leap in his trousers. His heart thudded wildly while his brain 
spun in disbelief at his mother's sudden, wanton action. He tried to remove 
his hand, but she was holding it tightly across her hot palpitating flesh, 
and the softness of her breast was like electrical volts running up the 
length of his arm and exploding in his brain. 

"My God, what ... what are you doing, Mom?" he croaked hoarsely. 

"Oh, darling, I love you, I love you desperately!" she replied pantingly, 
her eyes half-lidded with sensual arousal now and probing into his. "And I 
know you love me as much as I do you. We have to prove our love, darling, 
right here and now...." She took his hand and slid it up to her bare chest, 
then drew it down inside the low bodice of her dress ... down between the 
full, fleshy mounds of her firmly proud breasts, forcing his fingers to cup 
the soft, hot sponginess and to caress its turgid little nipple. 

The teenage youth gasped again, and he twisted on the seat, staring down at 
his mother beside him. Her warm naked breast sent fiery needles through his 
whole body now, and the sweat on his forehead increased. His brain continued 
to spin; he didn't understand, couldn't fathom what was happening here. 

Her son's hand made Nell shiver with delight as she held it pressed over her 
eagerly trembling breast. "Oh son, darling son, your hand feels so good on 
my naked flesh! I like it, ohhhhh, I like you to hold me like this!" 

Jimmy couldn't seem to breathe. The sweat had flowed down into his eyes now, 
obscuring his vision. God, what was she doing? He was her son, not ... not 
Uncle Max or any other male, didn't she realize that? His mother ... what 
had come over her to make her act this way? She couldn't ... couldn't want 
him to make love to her the way she had made love to Uncle Max last night, 
could she? Could she? 

Nell turned her face up to his, breathing warm sweetness against his fevered 
skin, her eyes shining in the semi-darkness with something Jimmy had seen 
only on women who were about to be fucked-women like Beth when he held her 
naked in his arms. His mother began to move his hand, around and deeper 
between her breasts, forcing his fingers to roll her rigid nipples in 
tantalizing little circles that caused her breath to come faster and faster 
from her mouth. Her entire body was now wildly and violently trembling with 
a forbidden desire. 

Jimmy was frozen, unable to stop her actions, his arm and hand placid clay 
in his mother's grasp, his stomach a pit of fire at the prurient sensations 
which had begun to course through him from the feel of her hot naked flesh. 
His rapidly growing cock jerked and trembled, coming stiffly erect in his 
pants, and he thought, No, no, no, this is wrong, my God, it's wrong! I've, 
I've got a hard-on, and it's my mother's breast that gave it to me! I'm just 
as hot as I was last night, watching her making love to Uncle Max! Yes, yes, 
so excited and all because of my wonderful mother. 

Suddenly Nell leaned her head forward, purring softly in her throat, and 
brought her mouth over his, her wetly parted lips opening wide and moving on 
his lips. It was a lover's kiss, and fiery passion seethed through Jimmy at 
the contact of his mother's soft warm mouth on his own that way. He began to 
tremble, her breast under his hand as hot as a smoldering lump of soft 
feathers. Then Nell's wetly heated tongue was flashing into his mouth, 
meeting with his, gyrating madly with his tongue. Jimmy's long hard cock was 
fully erect now, palpitating with forbidden desire, and his sperm-laden 
balls ached at the contact of his mother's lushly mature body with his, her 
mouth with his. Her free hand went down to his knee, causing him to jerk 
spasmodically with further electrical jolts of pleasure, then slowly she 
drew her hand higher, higher, moving it along his thigh as her tongue and 
mouth worked wildly on his own. 

Her shamelessly aroused body straining hard against her son's, Nell was 
consumed with raging desire. Jimmy was responding, he wanted her just as she 
had known he did! It was going to happen between them, beautifully and 
wonderfully; they were going to make love. She was going to make love to her 
handsome son! Excitedly, Nell's hand stroked between his legs, her other 
hand helping him caress her softly quivering breast, and she moaned deep in 
her throat as she swirled his saliva with hers in both their mouths, 
mother's and son's combining in hot wetness. 

This is wrong, wrong, wrong! Jimmy's confused young mind chanted, but still 
he could do nothing to stop what was happening. It was as if he had been 
held spellbound by the enchantment of his sensual young mother and her 
sweet, softly hot flesh. His love for her was suddenly as strong as any 
man's for any woman's, and he knew that he had loved her and wanted her this 
way for some time now-as completely as she loved him. He had never dreamed 
that his love was in any way sexual, just as his mother must never have 
dreamed it, but it was irrefutable fact now, a fact that neither of them 
could deny nor wanted to deny. And at last he knew why he had felt so out of 
sorts today, so vaguely upset, and why he had gone almost berserk with 
desire when he had seen his mother receiving Uncle Max's thick rigid penis 
deep inside her love-hungry vagina. He really had wished that he could take 
his uncle's place, really had wished that it had been him fucking into his 
mother so deep and hard. 

Jimmy's arms tightened convulsively around Nell, and he wanted her, wanted 
to fuck his own mother more than anything in the world! She caressed his 
thigh with harder and quicker strokes now, then started to caress his chest 
through the thin shirt he wore. Both her hands moved hotly, restlessly, over 
the boy's trembling young body. Jimmy tried in one last desperate attempt at 
rational behavior to remove his hand from his mother's softly resilient 
breast, but he couldn't. He couldn't move at all except to continue to 
caress her and tweak her hot, distended nipples into further arousal ... 
just as he had done with dozens of girls before. His tongue fused with hers 
in a madly wet kiss of desire as his mother's eager, searching hand moved 
all the way up his thigh and found the hot aching bulge between his legs, 
began to move over it with gentle and yet demanding fondlings! 

The touch of her fingers on his massively hardened cock and his lust-swollen 
balls, brought a palsied trembling to the youth, and agonized moans came 
from deep inside him. But he couldn't stop her, he wouldn't stop her at 
all...."Oh, yes, yes, Mom!" he moaned. "Ohhhhhhhhh!" 

His cry, and the feel of his manhood beneath her questing fingers, thrilled 
Nell like nothing ever had in her life. He's so big ... as big as I knew lie 
would be! It's so wonderful, the feel of his penis as a man ... the same 
penis I touched so many times when he was little....Oooohhh Jimmy, Jimmy, I 
adore you, I want you, I want to hold your long hard penis and kiss 
it....Yes, that's what I want to do. I ache to kiss your wonderful hard, 
hard penis that I love so much! 

Now Nell's frantically trembling fingers located the zipper of her son's fly 
and slowly began to draw it down. She broke the kiss between them then, 
nuzzled his cheek and his neck. Against his ear she whispered hoarsely, 
lovingly, "Let me take it out, Jimmy darling. Let me take it out and hold it 
in my hand." 

"Ooooohhhhh Mom, ooohhhhh!" the teenaged boy gasped, for . there was no more 
resistance left in him. Never had his body been so hot, so consumed with a 
wildly exultant desire. "Yes, Mom, yes, I love you and I want you to take it 
out and hold it. Ohhhhhhhh, Jesus! Take it out right now!" 

Nell's fevered fingers drew the zipper all the way down, then went to his 
belt as Jimmy continued to massage her warmly soft breast beneath the loose 
summer dress, showering hot kisses into her soft hair. His sensual young 
mother unfastened his belt, opened his pants, drew them-away as he raised 
his hips to assist. Then her long-nailed fingers slipped inside the 
waistband of his jockey shorts and pulled them down and away from his virile 
pulsating penis as Jimmy again lifted his buttocks to help. 

Then his thick young cock was free of its restricting garments, free and 
naked in his mother's soft warm hand, and Nell gasped at the sheer immensity 
of it, the hot rigidity of her son's fleshy shaft which she held so tightly 
in her fingers. And never had anything felt so good to Jimmy as his mother's 
fingers wrapped tightly around his naked erection! Wave after wave of 
delicious desire swept through his body like a wild fire, and he moaned 
aloud in his ecstasy. Mindless with arousal, he was past all caring about 
anything but the carnal delights rippling through him. 

Nell transferred his diamond-hard cock to her other hand, using the former 
to caress the underside of the shaft with her long nails, up and down, up 
and down. Then her fingers dipped lower and located his sperm-swollen 
testicles and the hotly wrinkled sac which contained them. Tantalizingly, 
she began to tease the scrotum and his balls that were churning with 
building seed from her ministrations. Nell stared down at the huge, 
palpitating shaft she held in her hand, and fiery passion raged out of 
control in her own wildly aroused body. The quivering cockhead glistened 
wetly in the near-darkness from its sheen of lubrication, the glans opening 
staring at her like some incredibly small mouth. His hotly throbbing penis 
seemed to sway in her hand, as if with a hidden power of its own, commanding 
her almost hypnotically to come nearer, to engulf its girth within the soft, 
wetly warm folds of her mouth. 

Raggedly panting with a wanton, all-consuming excitement, Nell opened her 
mouth and ran her pink tongue over her lips, then slowly moved her head 
downward ... lower and lower ... until it was only an inch above the 
lust-swollen head of her son's massively erect cock. Her jutting little pink 
tongue was almost touching the secreting glans opening as Beth's had almost 
touched it last night. 

Jimmy realized in that instant what his mother wanted him to do, what she 
was about to do, and he was seized with a momentary spasm of fearful 
trepidation. Oh, Jesus! No, not that! He ... couldn't allow his mother to 
take his cock in her soft warm mouth like Beth had done so many times ... 
couldn't allow her to suck his penis as Beth had done. But even as he 
thought that, the tremendous excitement of the act-the complete commitment 
of love it portended-struck the handsome youth. His eagerly pulsating shaft 
leapt in his mother's hand, and he knew he did want it to happen, no matter 
the reason for not doing it, he wanted his mother to take his painfully 
beating cock into her ovaled lips! That was all that made any sense, all 
that really counted, his mother hungrily sucking his cock, his mother that 
he loved so much making him cum inside her mouth. 

Jimmy's virile young penis comprised Nell's entire world in that moment. She 
dipped her head forward, her heart threatening to burst from inside her 
chest cavity, her wildly throbbing pussy raging with a wetly heated desire; 
and then her tongue touched the rubbery part of her son's blood-engorged 
cockhead, touched and tasted the bittersweet pungency of his seminal fluid. 
Oh yes! her mind cried exultantly. Yes, this is what I want more than 
anything! Ooooohhh, it tastes so good, so exciting, my wonderful son's cock 
tastes so good! I'm going to love him as I used to love his father. Love him 
with my mouth and make his cum and prove to him how much need him always. 

Nell began to run her tongue around the seeping in Jimmy's cockhead, lapping 
up the warm sticky emission there, and her son groaned wildly, his fingers 
convulsing in her sable hair at the electric touch of her moistly licking 
tongue on his long hard shaft. She opened her lips wider to accept the 
entire head inside the warm softness of her mouth, moving her tongue in 
circular, progressively faster strokes, holding the thick base of his penis 
between her thumb and forefinger with one hand while she maddeningly tickled 
his balls with the nails of the other. 

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!" Jimmy wailed in abandoned delight, his fingers 
continuing to twist in his mother's hair. "Ooooohhh, yes, Mom, yessss, 
aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!" 

Nell began to suck rhythmically up and down now, as she used to suck her 
dead husband's thick rigid shaft in that special way he liked. She took more 
and more of her son's great pulsating penis into the interior of her softly 
hot mouth, her tongue working with heatedly pleasurable swirls with each 
almost-withdrawal of the lust thickened shaft from between her tightly 
ovaled lips. She parted the tiny glans opening with the tip of her tongue, 
widening it so that more pungently heated semen flowed out into her mouth. 
Jimmy jerked his hips upward off the car seat spasmodically, driving his 
pulsating hardness deep and hard against the roof of his young mother's soft 
mouth. He was moaning in enraptured cadence now, squeezing Nell's full, 
naked breasts hotly and almost painfully, his sperm-bloated balls aching 
with the need for release. 

Nell was sucking him voraciously now, completely lost in the exciting act 
which she was performing, revelling in the forbidden taste of her son's 
virile young cock. Jimmy's rock-hard buttocks twisted and rolled on the seat 
as the intensity of her sucking increased. She began to nibble with her 
sharp teeth at the head and sensitive underside, nipping eagerly at it, 
wanting him to cum, wanting to taste his hot seed as it filled her mouth to 
overflowing. Her own loins were throbbing with increasing tension as her 
impending orgasm built higher and higher, wanting to cum herself as she knew 
Jimmy would soon cum. She wanted them both to cum together, mother and son, 
ultimate lovers. 

Sucking him faster and more wildly, Nell churned her hips madly as she 
strained down on his lap. Her eyes were wide open, drinking in the sight of 
his naked, hirsute loins. Her head flashed up and down with frenzied speed, 
like some great soft-suction piston, taking all of his long hard cock into 
her moistly heated mouth even though she would have at first deemed such a 
feat impossible. The lovely mother's lips and nose were pressed against the 
wiry bristles of her son's thick pubic hair on the downstroke of her head, 
and she could smell the male aroma of his genitals wafting into her 
nostrils, spurring her on even faster. 

Never, never had anything been this wonderful for the youth ... not even 
Beth's expert cocksucking. This was the ultimate in sex, the ultimate in 
love....Oooohhhh, he had to cum, had to cum in his mother's soft, wet mouth 
... had to cum ... had to cum. 

And he was there! 

He was ejaculating his wildly spewing sperm into Nell's mouth! 

"Aaaagghhh, Mom, Mom, ohhhh suck me, Mom. I'm cumming, I'm cumminggggg!" 

He jammed his hips upward, burying his massively jerking cock deep in his 
mother's soft throat, while she moaned ecstatically. The hot thrusts of his 
semen which spurted from the opening in his cockhead inundated the back of 
her mouth as it geysered madly from his frantically pulsating penis. Her 
throat tightened and untightened as torrent after torrent of his burning 
fluid gushed forth, and she swallowed desperately to keep from choking on 
the frothing hot liquid, her cheeks bloating and hollowing as the cavern of 
her mouth filled with his cum and emptied again and again. 

Nell's own orgasm struck then, brought about and triggered by the act she 
was performing on her son. Wild, rapturous release took hold of her, ten 
times as great as with Max last night. She gurgled and squealed around her 
son's still ejaculating cock as she continued to swallow his seemingly 
never-ending flow of sticky-hot semen, trying not to lose a single droplet 
from so dizzying a height, a pinnacle of pleasure so great, that her mind 
threatened to burst from the sheer pleasure of it. 

Finally, moments later, her son's great pulsing cock deflating in her gently 
nibbling mouth, the lovely mother lifted her head, letting the 
pleasure-giving instrument slide wetly from between her semen-smeared lips. 
It trailed a thin band of seed between her mouth and his cockhead. Jimmy 
leaned back against the seat, totally satiated after the excruciating bliss 
he had just experienced from his mother's soft warm mouth on his penis; he 
was unable to think, unable to do anything in the aftermath of such great 
delight. 

Nell leaned over and kissed him gently, tenderly, lovingly on the lips, 
hugging him fiercely. And when, after a long moment, her handsome son put 
his arms around her and held her just as tightly, Nell knew that at long, 
long last everything was going to be all right. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

Max was drinking a tall bourbon-and-water, relaxing in front of the 
fireplace and thinking about Nell, when the doorbell rang. He glanced at his 
watch automatically as he got to his feet and saw that the time was 8:50. 
Only twenty minutes had passed since Nell and Jimmy had left for the outdoor 
show. 

As he neared the door, the good-looking uncle felt a sudden prescience take 
hold of him; he knew who his visitor was, knew the smiling face he would see 
when he opened the door. He stopped, moistening his lips, his stomach 
fluttering, and tried to tell himself not to answer the summons of the bell. 
He had to be strong now, had to prevent any kind of recurrence of the 
orgiastic session in the pool that afternoon. And yet, even as he tried to 
convince himself of that, the fluttering in the hollow pit of his stomach 
changed to a kind of perverse excitement. His hand moved out, as if a 
separate entity, and pulled the door wide. 

His intuition had been right! 

Beth Jones, grinning her seductive, mocking smile, stood on the porch 
outside. 

"What are you doing here, Beth?" he demanded immediately, even though he was 
certain he knew the answer to his question. He tried to keep his eyes on her 
pert young face, but like his hand a moment ago, they were separate 
entities; they drifted down over her ripe, diminutive body, over the full, 
firm breasts he had held naked in his hands that afternoon, over the 
flatness of her stomach and the raised mound of her tight little pussy which 
both his mouth and penis had possessed so ecstatically only a few hours 
earlier. She wore a different pair of shorts, even tighter than her previous 
pair so that the layered crevice of her young cunt was boldly presented to 
his gaze; and she wore no bra under her T-shirt tonight, the nipples of her 
pear-shaped breasts pushing brazenly against the thin material. Her 
platinum-blond hair was tousled, framing her innocent and yet sensual face 
and adding to the allure of her womanhood. 

"Well, that's a fine greeting after this afternoon," she giggled. "I thought 
you'd be glad to see me, honey daddy." 

"I ... I'm not glad to see you, Beth. I told you that we couldn't see any 
more of each other after ... after what happened. That one time was enough; 
it was too much!" 

"Was it, really?" she asked throatily. "Wouldn't you really like it to 
happen again and again, Max honey?" 

"No. No, I wouldn't," he said, but the moisture on his brow, the excitement 
in his stomach and loins, belied the words. He swallowed, his throat dry, 
looking at the cute teenager's voluptuous beauty, unable to take his eyes 
off her blatantly displayed young body. 

Her own gaze, insolent and fiery, was on the front of his trousers and in 
her young brain there was a hot recollection of his huge pulsating cock as 
it had felt in her hand and buried deep and hard inside her tight, warm 
pussy. She rubbed her thighs together excitedly, feeling desire growing 
spontaneously in her cunt, feeling droplets of lubrication begin to flow 
wetly from the insatiable thinly-bearded little mouth nestled so hotly up 
between her legs. 

"Oh yes, you would," she insisted. "I can see it on your face, honey. And I 
want it to happen too. I want it to happen right now! That's why I came over 
tonight. I knew you'd be alone, when Jimmy called to break our date and told 
me he was taking his mother to the outdoor show. I knew you'd be alone and I 
knew you'd want to fuck me as much as I want to fuck you!" 

"No, no, we can't! We can't!" Max protested, but his voice sounded weak and 
not at all convincing in his ears. God, why couldn't he control himself 
around this over-sexed young bitch? He had always been strong and dominant 
where women were concerned, but with Beth Jones he was like a lump of soft 
clay. He couldn't explain it, and he couldn't control it. 

Beth laughed provocatively, and stepped past him to enter the house as if 
she owned it. Her hips switched exaggeratedly, enticingly, as she walked 
into the living room. 

Max stared after her in torment, watching her twitching, smoothly taut 
buttocks, remembering the feel of her firmly fleshed ass cheeks beneath his 
kneading fingers that afternoon. He remembered, too, the taste of her hot 
young pussy as he had licked and sucked her clitoris and vagina into a 
flowing orgasm; remembered the way she had moaned and writhed and flung 
herself against him in the pool while he had poured great torrents of his 
cum into her sucking young pussy as it tightly clasped and milked his 
spasming cock like soft fingers. 

Involuntarily, the bronzed uncle felt his penis stir into a half-arousal in 
his pants, felt himself losing control again just as he had earlier today. 
He wanted to shout at the brazen girl, wanted to order her out of his house, 
but instead he merely followed her into the living room like an animated 
robot. Beth turned to face him, her hands on her hips, her abdomen thrust 
out lewdly to him. "We'd better fuck right away," she breathed 
tantalizingly. "We have plenty of time, but I want to enjoy every single 
minute of it, honey daddy. Mmmmmm, yes, I do!" 

"Beth ... oh Christ, Beth...." Max moaned, her words causing the excitement 
to leap inside him, raging feverishly. 

Casually, the beauteous teenaged girl stepped up to him and stood so that 
her large, firm breasts were almost touching the front of his shirt. "You 
know how I want it, Max honey?" she crooned, "I want it really groovy 
tonight-in my ass, daddy. I want your big, hard old prick buried deep up in 
my rectum! Mmmmmmmm, I've been thinking about that ever since Jimmy called. 
I can hardly wait for it!" 

Her lewd demand set Max's pulse to racing madly, and his almost fully erect 
cock jumped into even further arousal in his pants. His eyes were fastened 
on the rise and fall of her lushly ripened breasts, on the taut mound of her 
succulent young pussy and the wild ecstasy it promised. He couldn't speak, 
couldn't protest at all, for the prospect of fucking young Beth Jones as she 
had suggested-in her tightly puckered anus-stirred his blood beyond all 
reason. 

"And that's not all," she told him enticingly, her eyes like smoldering 
embers of desire. "I want you to fuck me in the ass while we watch one of 
your wild, far-out sex movies!" 

Max's mouth dropped open in spite of himself. "Movies?" he managed in a 
shocked voice. "How ... how did you know about my movies?" 

"Jimmy told me," she laughed huskily. "He told me you had quite a 
collection, and that you bring girls here sometimes and show them the films 
to turn them on. Well, I don't need to be turned on, not really, but boy, oh 
boy, would I like to see one of those wild movies! I've never seen one, and 
I'll bet they're the wildest! It would be like, wow! To fuck while watching 
one, mmmmmmm, yes it would!" 

"No!" Max cried. "No, we ... we can't." 

"Yes, we can, honey daddy. And we're going to, aren't we? Aren't we?" 

"No...." 

"Yes," Beth intoned. "We're going to watch one of your sex movies and then 
you're going to fuck me deep and hard in my asshole, deep and hard with your 
hard, thick cock! It's what you want, Max, you know it's what you want!" 

The handsome uncle moaned low in his throat, and Beth laughed softly, 
delightedly. Oh man, is he shook up! she thought. I can do anything I want 
with him, anything at all, and what a great feeling it is to be able to turn 
on a big strong man like him, an older guy who's been around plenty ... and 
can he ever throw a fuck into a girl! Mmmmmmm, this afternoon was the 
greatest, much better than last night with Jimmy, and I thought that was so 
good too. 

Two magnificent cums today, with his mouth and his cock, and tonight I'm 
going to cum three times or four or five! I can't wait for his prick in my 
ass, I can't wait to see one of his movies. 

Still chuckling wickedly, Beth pressed her sensual young body tightly 
against Max's, her wetly open mouth finding his and grinding hard against 
it, her hands sliding familiarly over his buttocks. The older man tried to 
resist, tried to force her mouth away from his, but he seemed to have no 
strength or real will to oppose her. Her wetly quivering tongue lashed 
between his lips, a hot poker of desire blending against his own fevered 
probe, fucking his mouth rapaciously. 

All at once, the bronzed uncle stopped fighting. He had to have her again, 
he had to, and that was all that mattered! His mouth opened wider, his body 
relaxing, and he crushed her against him, his fingers brutally kneading her 
ass cheeks through the material of the shorts, his loins grinding his now 
rock-hard cock against her undulating pelvis, a low moan of abandoned desire 
escaping from the very core of him. They stood like that, sucking on one 
another's tongues, exploring one another's bodies with their eager hands. 
Then the platinum-haired teenager broke the kiss and stepped back 
breathlessly. "Let's go wherever it is you've got those movies, honey daddy! 
I can't wait any longer to get started because tonight is going to be the 
grooviest night of my life! I just know it's going to be " 

"Yes," Max moaned, his body on fire, the heat of his lust blanking his mind 
again just as it had earlier in the day in the pool. "Yes, yes, yes goddamn 
you, YES!" 

Moving mindlessly, he pulled Beth with him, out of the living room and down 
the hall to his spacious, walnut-paneled private den. In his haste and 
desire, he didn't even think to lock the door; in fact, he left it partially 
open as he drew the young girl inside and clicked on the lights. There was a 
large desk in the den, two overstuffed chairs, and a large, long overstuffed 
couch, in addition to other odds and ends of furniture; it was a handsome, 
masculine room, and Max had made more than one conquest in its confines. 

Leaving the rapidly breathing girl, he hurried to the closet in one wall, 
jerked open the door, and pulled out his 16mm movie projector and the 
folded-down screen that went with it. He rolled the screen on its tripod 
across the den, quickly pulled it up and locked it into place, then returned 
to set the projector in position. The young girl watched him, eagerly 
moistening her lips with the tip of her pink little tongue. From the closet, 
Max selected one of several reels of film, not bothering to check the title, 
for all of the movies in his collection were of uniform quality, obtained 
from a dealer in the state capital. 

He fitted the reel on the projector, wound the film through the sprockets. 
Then, hoarsely, he called to Beth, "Shut off the lights, I'm ready." 

"And so am I, honey daddy!" she chortled, hurrying to the light switch by 
the door. She flicked it off, and the room was plunged into darkness. Beth 
groped her way over to where Max stood as he clicked the projector on; the 
room was filled with a thin stream of flickering light which brightened into 
a wide square on the screen. Taking her arm, he led her to the overstuffed 
couch and sat down with her firm, young body pressed tightly against him. 

Beth stared at the screen, her moistly throbbing pussy was already secreting 
droplets of her consuming desire, her right hand sliding down to stroke 
Max's rigid, cloth-encased penis. She was breathing raggedly, excitedly, her 
large firm breasts rising and fall in anticipation as numbers danced in the 
bright square before her eyes. Then, suddenly an image in full color 
appeared on the screen.... 

A bedroom, small and feminine, much like Beth's own at her home; and in the 
middle of it, a large double-bed with a quilted spread. On the bed lay a 
teenage girl even younger than Beth, with long auburn-colored hair and a 
sweetly ingenuous face. She was reading a magazine. And she was totally 
naked. 

Even in her nubile adolescence, she was the possessor of firm, taut-nippled 
breasts that were as bronzed as the remainder of her lissome young body-as 
if she had regularly taken sun baths in the nude. Highlighted by perfect 
brownish-pink areolas, her nipples were tender and ruby-red. She had a flat, 
planed stomach that curved into a beautifully textured abdomen, and her 
pubic mound was just slightly prominent and covered with silky, very fine 
auburn hair that matched her long tresses fanned out on the pillow beneath 
her head. Her legs were parted, just enough so that the camera was able to 
discern the shiningly wet folds of her vaginal lips and a faint, 
tantalizingly enticing hint of her youthful, reddish-pink clitoris. 

As the ripe young girl on the bed continued to read the magazine in her 
hands, her soft brown eyes began to close seductively. Her moist tongue 
appeared to move restlessly over her full, pouting lips, and the rise and 
fall of her apple shaped breasts increased noticeably. Her tanned hips began 
to rotate as if to the beat of some musical tempo only she could hear, 
slowly at first and then with increasing rapidity as the obviously erotic 
magazine in her hands aroused her more and more. 

"Mmmmmmmm, she's really getting turned on!" Beth moaned softly, still 
squeezing Max's rock-hard penis in her soft, warm hand. "That must be some 
groovy magazine. Oh honey daddy, this is wild! What's going to happen next?" 

Max couldn't answer. He was breathing rapidly, his mind aflame with lust, 
the sight of the naked young girl on the screen adding fuel to his 
burgeoning desires. He turned toward Beth, keeping his face frontward and 
his eyes on the screen, and wrapped his arms around the platinum-haired 
young vixen. Then his eager fingers were tugging at the hem of her T-shirt, 
pulling it up, over her head, then he filled his sweating hands with the 
soft pliancy of Beth's naked flesh, squeezing the vibrantly warm mounds and 
tweaking the nipples with his thumbs, as she continued to stroke his passion 
swollen cock and sperm-laden balls. 

Panting feverishly, the young girl felt her pussy heatedly flowing now, 
partially because of Max's caresses on her naked young breasts and partially 
in empathy with the excitement the teenage girl on the screen was obviously 
feeling. Beth located the zipper on Max's pants, almost frantically pulled 
it down, and then tugged his belt and trousers open. She pulled aside his 
underpants, and his thickly turgid cock leapt into her soft hand, thrilling 
her even more with its huge length and girth. She ran her thumb over the 
semen-slick head, caressing the superbly expanded shaft, her little finger 
extended downward to tease over the hirsute sac of his sperm-bloated 
testicles.... 

On the screen before the passion-consumed couple, the tanned, pretty 
teenager was still lewdly writhing her hips in passion, wantonly rolling 
back and forth on the bed. Abruptly, then, her legs scissored wide to reveal 
to the camera for the first time the entire panorama of her glistening, 
petal-lipped cunt and the gleaming red nubbin of her clitoris. Her hand 
began to inch its way down over her flat little stomach, moving down across 
her silken pubic mound ... and down between her splayed legs so that the 
tips of her fingers revolved over the pulsating clitoris. Then they moved 
with agonizing slowness over first one bronzed thigh, then the other, to 
finally return to her heat-dampened furrow. Her hips raised high off the 
quilted spread, and she drew her legs back so that her knees touched her 
chest on either side of her firm young breasts. She squeezed the ripely 
budding mounds tightly together until the nipples almost touched, and 
widened her visibly throbbing pussy still more for the camera's whirring 
eye. 

Her finger began to tickle her clitoris, faster and faster, and now her head 
was flailing from side to side and there was a look of sheer abandoned 
ecstasy on her lust-tightened mouth and sweat-sheened face. The tiny 
puckered hole of her anus seemed to throb with an invitation, and briefly 
her finger left her clitoris to tease round and round the nether ring.... 

Beth squealed passionately, "Oooooo, look at the way she's playing with her 
asshole! That's what I want you to do to me, Max. honey daddy! I want you to 
play with my asshole like that, and then fuck me in there, fuck me hard, 
hard, hard in my ass!" 

Her lustful words were a poker of fire in the good-looking uncle's brain. 
One of his hands left her nakedly pulsing breast and slid down to her hot 
pants. He unfastened the buttons with trembling fingers, jerked the garment 
down, and as expected, found Beth wore no panties beneath. She raised her 
smoothly flaring hips off the couch, her naked young buttocks writhing in 
wantonness with her desire, as Max pulled the hot pants completely off and 
threw them on the floor, leaving her totally naked in a moaning ecstasy 
beside him. Her sparse softly curling blond pubic hair was wetly matted with 
her arousal and she thrust her loins up against his hand as he began to 
slide his middle finger up and down the hot, wetly fevered slit between her 
firm, quivering thighs, then into her tightly constricted little pussy, 
before moving up again to tweak the button of her clitoris. 

Beth's own hand was tight around the handsome uncle's massively throbbing 
cock, stroking and caressing the lust-swollen shaft as she splayed her legs 
wider to allow his hand greater freedom against her hotly moist cunt. With 
her free hand she pulled his trousers and underpants down, and Max helped by 
kicking them off; then she unbuttoned his shirt, drew it off his bronzed 
upper torso, making him as naked as she was. 

Max's finger moved faster and faster over her sensitively erect clitoris, 
just as the young girl in the film was moving her finger rapidly over her 
own tiny miniature phallus, and Beth moaned with delirious delight. "That's 
it, honey, daddy, ooooo, finger-fuck me, honey, finger me like that, just 
like she's doing, mmmmmmmm!" 

In the technicolor film, the auburn-haired teenager was fingering herself 
with mindless rapture, her legs still pulled back and squeezing her 
succulent young breasts together; her tanned little buttocks presented an 
impossible fever of motion from the waves of desire she was feeling. She was 
nearing a climax, almost there but not quite ... and then, suddenly a huge 
furry form bounded in a long graceful leap into the range of the camera, 
landing heavily beside the nakedly writhing girl on the bed. It was a big 
German Shepherd, its mouth was opened and its long curled tongue was wetly 
panting. He moved forward, nuzzling the auburn-haired girl's upthrust ass 
moons in a gentle familiarity. 

The young girl became rigid at the sudden electric contact of the dog's cold 
nose, her outstretched finger positioned on the quivering tip of her 
inflamed clitoris. Then, slowly, she smiled invitingly and patted the 
beast's huge head. She pushed it lower with a small hand on its scruff, 
turning her nakedly budding body on the bed un til her passion-lubricated 
slit was within inches of the animal's panting tongue. She began to pat her 
silky pubic mound temptingly, and her hands imprisoning her tits began to 
rhythmically squeeze the pliant globes together as would a lover's hands. 

The German Shepherd's tail wagged, and the dog lowered its head to the 
girl's eagerly trembling cunt slit and sniffed. Then its curled tongue 
licked upward exploratory along the fluted pink edges of her lust-moistened 
pussy The young girl shuddered with delicious abandonment at the forbidden 
contact and her hips began to chum wildly on the bed once more. The animal 
ran its hot, wet probe over her quivering little pussy slit, then down 
almost to the tiny brown anal ring, then back up over her blushing cunt lips 
to her clitoris again, flickering with relentless fervor. She twisted and 
jerked madly, her mouth opened as if she were screaming out her rapture as 
the great beast lapped the pungent flaming juices of her desire-ridden 
cunt.... 

"A dog!" the platinum-haired Beth wailed. "Oooooohhhh, I never expected 
anything like this, Max honey, it's fantastic! Oooohhhh, I'm on fire, look 
at the way he's licking her pussy, mmmmm, that must feel wonderful to have a 
big dog like that licking your pussy! Max, Max, I can't wait any more, I 
can't. I want your cock now, I want your cock in my asshole while we re 
watching that dog licking the girl's cunt with his long, wet tongue" 

Max needed no further encouragement, totally lost to his innermost fires by 
the combined eroticism of the girl and dog in the film, and by the nearness 
of Beth's hotly naked young body. He pulled her down onto the floor in front 
of the couch, positioning her so that she could watch the film. Then, 
breathing raggedly with his heat, his cock jutting out like some huge 
implement of torture, the sun-bronzed uncle of the young girl's boyfriend 
slid between her splayed legs behind her. Beth leaned forward, presenting 
the full splendor of her smoothly gleaming buttocks to Max as he grasped the 
quivering asscheeks with brutal force, his fingers digging into her pliant, 
naked flesh. The lubricated head of his immense cock, trembling like an 
angry finger, almost touched the puckering sphincter ring of the teenage 
girl's tight little anus. 

He began, then, mesmerized, to stroke Beth's soft white buttock mounds, 
teasing her rectum with the tip of his outstretched finger and thrilling to 
the moans of pleasure which were erupting from the platinum-haired girl's 
throat. Slowly, tantalizingly, he inserted the tip of his forefinger into 
her tight little anal opening, wiggling the digit around inside. 

"Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!" she cried. "Ooooh, Max, honey, daddy, that's it, 
that's the way, ohhhh your finger feels good in there, it feels so good. 
Ooooo, look at the way that dog is licking that kid's cunt up there, 
mmmmmmmm!" 

She continued to chant and moan mindlessly as Max put both hands on her 
quivering young buttocks, using his thumbs to draw the hot, sweat-slick 
fissure between them wide apart. The warmly fleshed cheeks parted easily to 
reveal the rubbery opening of her tightly puckered anal opening. He leaned 
forward, so that the hard, fleshy knob of his blood-engorged penis almost 
touched the tiny, eager hole. He poised it there, and then Beth gave a low 
moan of need, reached behind her, and grasped his rigidly thick cock in her 
tiny hand. Quickly, she thrust his hot spongy hardness against her anus, 
wiggling the semen-coated head around her aching entrance as her fevered 
eyes continued to drink in the lewdly enticing sight on the screen before 
her.... 

The girl in the film reached down to grasp the German Shepherd's ears and 
pull its huge head closer to her moistly glistening furrow, trying to get 
its cold, wet nose into her hungry young cunt. She maintained that position 
for several seconds, her shamelessly naked body undulating in a crazy dance 
of lust, her hands buried in the thick fur around the dog's shoulders. But 
then the beast jerked backward, breaking her grip; its tail slapping to and 
fro like a pendulum, and began to nuzzle the eagerly quivering globes of her 
ass. The dog's tongue probed her tightly, puckered anus briefly, and the 
contact caused the auburn-haired girl to jackknife almost completely off the 
bed in ecstasy. 

As the dog continued to lick her pussy again, the young girl seemed to have 
gone insane with lust. Her lips were twisted into a mindless contortion of 
uncontrollable passion. She reached out blindly and yanked the huge dog over 
her wantonly undulating body, taking the German Shepherd's forepaws and 
positioning them on either side of her splayed thighs. The animal's long, 
dripping tongue licked her budding little breasts for an instant, then it 
was lolling in her face as she held the beast steady. Then she released one 
of her hands from its forepaws and reached down to grasp the shining, wetly 
crimson penis of the dog, which had magically appeared from its furry sheath 
at the animal's loins. 

The huge slippery organ slipped from her fingers, and she grabbed it again, 
almost frantically this time. Her cunt mouth was opened wide, glistening wet 
and ready, and her hips were upthrust as far as possible to receive the 
anticipated invasion of the animal cudgel she was now guiding to her. Then 
she poised the brilliant red cock, so obscene looking against the warm, wet 
folds of her pink young pussy; the dog, seeming to sense its nearness to 
conquest, ' bucked forward then to drive his immense shaft of burning fire 
deep into the auburn-haired girl's impatiently waiting cunt! 

"Mmmmm, look at that, look at that, oooo, I'm burning up watching that dog 
fuck the girl. Wow this is the wildest, the wildest! Max, Max, fuck me now, 
fuck me, Max, please. Fuck my ass with your cock, shove it in, shove it all 
the way in my asshole while we watch the dog fucking the girl!" 

Driven by lust, Max moved his hips, teasing his thickly hard cock along the 
warmly moistened crevice of Beth's ass, with her hands still tight around 
his throbbing flesh. Then he leaned forward as she placed it directly into 
the tiny, puckering hole, and with a savage thrust he rammed his long, rigid 
cock far up into her tight little anal passage, tearing through the 
membranous channel to bury it almost to the hilt with that single thrust. 

"Gassssssssssssggggghhh!" the platinum haired girl howled in pain and wild 
delight, while her hand, still cupped behind her, grasped his swinging, 
sperm-laden balls, kneading them convulsively, almost painfully. Moaning in 
wanton delight at the sensation of his fingers clawing at her nakedly 
trembling buttocks, she lewdly urged him on to further drubbings of her 
tightly constricted anus. 

Max flexed again, still deeper into her tight little rectum, into the warm 
forbidden depths of her bowels. The pressure pushed Beth forward, although 
she kept her head up so that she could watch what was happening on the 
screen before her. Max reached under her heaving torso to cup and squeeze 
her firmly naked breasts, pinching the swollen nipples as he heaved forward 
with long sawing strokes of his cock, the rubbery walls of her wildly 
puckering anus expanding before his invading cudgel, while she toyed and 
fondled his sperm-engorged scrotum in her hot little hand. Finally, with one 
last vicious lunge, he buried every single inch of huge thick cock in her 
warmly clenched depths. 

"That's the way to do it, Max daddy, oooh. It hurts but I love it, I love 
it. Now fuck it hard, fuck my ass hard, oh Maxxxxxxx!" 

Max continued to drive his powerfully thick cock in and out of the young 
teenage girl's tightly puckering anus with hard, brutal strokes, his hands 
squeezing the soft warmth of her breasts as if she were modeling clay 
between his fingers. His loins smacked savagely against her upturned buttock 
cheeks, his seed-filled balls on fire where they rested cupped in the palm 
of her warm little hand. 

Beth was revelling in the lewd sodomizing of her backside, and she buffeted 
back harder and harder against Max's hotly pistoning cock, feeling his 
bloated testicles moving restlessly in her hand. The smack of his loins 
against her buttocks was loud in the room, and she felt a wild exhilaration 
from the pleasure-pain of his kneading fingers on her firmly swaying 
breasts. Her lovely white buttocks were a blur of violent motion, gyrating, 
twisting, slamming backward as she went insane with the pressure filling her 
anus ... and with the lascivious sight of the film both she and Max were 
watching with glazed eyes ... as the great German Shepherd fucked his thick, 
crimson cock in and out of the writhing wet pussy of the young auburn-haired 
girl. 

* * * 

As they drove home from Wilson's Woods, Nell sat very close to her son, her 
head resting on his shoulder. Oh God, I love him! she thought. And I'm not 
sorry it happened the way it did between us tonight; I'm not sorry I proved 
my love to him the way I did. I know I should feel guilty, but I just can't. 
How can you feel guilty about expressing your love to someone who is a part 
of you? No, it was wonderful ... wonderful, and I'm glad it happened. I hope 
it happens again. Yes, yes, I want it to happen again, because I love him 
and he loves me! I want to feel his hardness inside me. his seed inside me, 
I want us to love each other completely and totally, and the world be 
damned. 

Jimmy, too, was having some of the same thoughts as he drove, his mind 
awhirl with the advent of the new emotions his mother's sucking of his penis 
had brought forth inside him-the new feelings he had never thought himself 
capable of but which were now overpowering. He, too, knew that he should 
feel guilty and disgusted for allowing his own mother to perform such a lewd 
act on him. But he felt only a deep, warm love for her-and he knew he had 
loved her all along, wanted her all along, just as he had known it when they 
had begun to caress and kiss one another in the car. It couldn't be true, 
and yet it was; he had fallen in love with his own mother, physically and 
spiritually, and he wanted to hold her next to him always. No one . else 
mattered, certainly not Beth, because there had been no love in his sexual 
unions with the platinum-haired girl. But there was love between himself and 
his mother, true love, and it needed the ultimate expression more than just 
this one time. 

Neither Jimmy nor Nell thought, as they neared Pine Cove and the home of Max 
Daniels, about the future consequences of their totally committed love. They 
had only one another on their minds, not Max and what he would say and do if 
and when he ever found out about them; not about propriety and society and 
the difference between right or wrong. They thought only that they had 
discovered one another, and their mutual feelings, and at the moment that 
was too awesome a discovery for any other considerations. 

Jimmy turned onto his uncle's street finally and parked his car in front of 
Max's sprawling house. After shutting off the headlights and engine, he and 
his mother got out and walked together, holding hands, up to the front door. 
Jimmy keyed open the door, and they entered the silent house. 

The lights were on in the living room, and in the hall, but there was no 
sign of Max. "I wonder where your uncle is?" Nell questioned 

"I don't know. Maybe in the kitchen." 

"Jimmy...." 

"Yes, Mom?" 

"You're ... not afraid to face him, are you?' 

"No, I'm not afraid," he said. He kissed her quickly. "I'm not afraid of 
anything that happens. I love you, Mom." 

"And I love you, my darling!" 

They stepped together into the hall, starting toward the kitchen-and that 
was when the moaning, thudding noises reached both their ears. Nell and 
Jimmy stopped, looking at one another, puzzled. "What was that?" the 
handsome youth asked. 

"I don't know, honey." 

"Sounded like it came from Uncle Max's den." 

"Should we go look?" 

"Well, I'd kind of like to know what those ' sounds are." 

"Yes," Nell answered, nervously moistening her lips, "so would I." 

They went down the hallway, to the den at the far end. As they approached, 
the noises grew louder-passionate cries, muffled moans and urgent whispers; 
too, there was the whirring of a machine of some kind. Moving still closer, 
both Jimmy and Nell saw the flickering light that was emanating from the 
partially closed door to Max's study; and heard, now, the distinct slapping 
of naked flesh against naked flesh. 

Open-mouthed, mother and son stared at one another. And then, before either 
of them could stop to consider otherwise, they stepped up to the door, 
opened it wider, and stared inside the den. 

Nell gasped, low in her throat, and Jimmy stared with bulging eyes. "My ... 
my God!" the sable-haired mother whispered. "My God, Jimmy, look at what's 
happening in there!" 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

His face a mask of incredulity, Jimmy stared at the salacious spectacle of 
animalistic lust being enacted in the darkened study beyond. His uncle was 
sodomizing Beth with powerful strokes of his long hard cock while both of 
them stared in panting mindlessness at the flickering technicolor image of a 
huge German Shepherd fucking into a young teenage girl! The youth couldn't 
comprehend what he was seeing immediately, could only stare at the mind 
wrenching scene in shocked confusion-rooted to the spot as he had been when 
he had watched his mother and Uncle Max making love the night before. 

Nell pressed, in an involuntary movement, tightly against her son, her soft, 
warm body straining at his muscled one. Her eyes were locked on the same 
carnal sight as his were, staring at Max's rigidly thick penis rammed 
mercilessly in and out of Beth Jones's tightly constricting anus ... at the 
dog's thickly crimson cock sawing wetly into the upthrust, secreting little 
pussy of the teenaged girl in the film. Nell clutched at Jimmy, her mouth 
open wide, also unable to look away from the lustful sight. Almost 
unconsciously, as shocked and immobile as was Jimmy, she rubbed her lushly 
tender breast against his arm, the same full breast that he had hotly 
clasped in his hand only a short while earlier. 

Jimmy felt his mother's voluptuously ripened body rubbing against his own 
flesh, but at first his mind was filled with thoughts of Beth and his Uncle 
Max. How could a thing like this have happened, his confused mind asked. How 
could his girl, his uncle, have come to a lewd, lustful encounter such as 
this? He tried to understand, tried to fathom an answer, and yet there was 
no answer for him in that moment. He knew only that what he saw was 
blistering the retinas of his eyes, pinning him motionless and silent where 
he stood. He tried to summon hatred for Beth and what she was doing in 
there-tried to summon hatred for his uncle, too; and yet, curiously, he 
couldn't hate either of them. He was a different individual than he had been 
yesterday, than he had been even that very morning. What he had experienced 
with his mother in Wilson's Woods tonight made that an irrefutable fact-and 
this different person, this new Jimmy Daniels, was not capable of hating a 
girt and a man who were doing essentially the same thing he had been doing 
with his mother those few short minutes ago. 

Nell's mind, too, was awhirl with confused thoughts as she looked into Max's 
den and saw the lascivious actions transpiring there. No, no, it can't be 
happening! I don't believe this, even after what I saw between Max and Beth 
in the pool this afternoon ... he couldn't be doing this to that young slut, 
here in his own house, with that obscene movie flickering away in front of 
them! But he is, he is ... Oh God, it's revolting, disgusting-and yet, I 
don't feel really revolted or disgusted. It doesn't sicken me the way it 
should. Why? Why? Can it be because they're only two human beings indulging 
in pleasures of the flesh ... and the only difference between them and Jimmy 
and me is that there is no love in what they're doing? I can't be shocked or 
repulsed by watching them, not after I just finished sucking my son's 
wonderfully hard penis until he came-even though my act was an act of love. 

In the study, watching the dog fucking deep and hard into the young girl on 
the bed with absorbed rapture, the totally abandoned Beth buffeted back 
harder and harder against Max's hotly pistoning shaft. She felt his heavy, 
bloated testicles slap harshly against her wetly secreting pussy below, the 
hard smack of his naked loins pounding against her sensuously sweating young 
buttocks. Wondrous excitement was generated, too, by his kneading fingers 
rolling over her erect nipples and swaying breasts. 

"Ooooooohhhhh, fuck me harder, Max daddy, fuck me harder!" she mewled, 
revelling in the alien force buried so deeply between the wildly quivering 
moons of her backside. "Give it to me, fuck my asshole with your wonderful 
cock. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm!" 

Behind her, the bronzed uncle watched the lust-inciting sight of the movie 
and concentrated on nothing else but pile-driving his massively pulsating 
cock into the crevice between Beth's wildly twitching ass cheeks. He drew 
the head of his lust-swollen penis almost out of her widened, warmly 
clasping hole, watching the puckered brown skin clutch at it like grasping 
fingers; then he levered forward with all the power in his loins, burying 
the mighty shaft to the hilt again in the teenager's fiery depths. His 
painfully full balls throbbed like two separate hearts as they slapped hard 
against the soft wet furrow of Beth's cunt, and they bulged with his 
incredible build-up of sperm. The wanton teenaged girl mewled and moaned 
deliriously as she flung her nakedly quivering buttocks back against his 
forward-driving shaft, sunk so deeply in her bowels, and her shrill cries of 
pain and delight only served to spur the lust-maddened uncle on to more 
powerful strokes into her tightly clenching rectum. 

In the technicolor movie, the dog's great hair coated balls slapped off the 
young girl's heaving buttocks and passion-contracting anus as she lunged up 
again and again to meet the huge beast's impossibly rapid lunges into her 
moist, warm cunt-hole. Its forepaws clutched relentlessly at her sides, and 
she held its head again, her hips seeming to be a blur of motion beneath the 
animal's wildly pistoning loins. Her face-turned upward clearly for the 
camera to see beneath the slavering head of the dog-was . contorted even 
more mindlessly than it had been earlier, more salaciously. 

The enormous animal slammed its crimson cock faster and faster into the 
teenager's receptively clasping cunt channel. The auburn haired girl 
squeezed and squeezed her swollen young breasts spasmodically with her 
thighs as the dog drove his heavy shaft deeper and deeper into her churning 
wet pussy, and she seemed to be crooning words of lustful encouragement to 
the beast buried thickly within her ... urging him to fuck her harder and 
harder, to spew his fiery animal seed far up into her belly. She was no 
longer human, was only a mass of jellied flesh under the beast's masterful 
lunges. 

Watching the mind-blowing tableau inside the den from beyond the door, Jimmy 
began to become aware of the hot, firm flesh of his mother pressed so close 
to him. A wild, irrational part of his brain suddenly wondered what she 
looked like naked! What did those firm, full-nippled breasts he had squeezed 
and held in his hands look like? What did her naked hips look like-and her 
cunt, her soft, warm pussy? Oh God, what would it be like to stroke her 
pussy and her hips and her breasts, to clasp her complete nakedness tightly 
against him? And what would it be like to put his cock inside his own 
mother, to send it slowly and lovingly pistoning in and out of her fine, hot 
vagina ... the same vagina from which he had come into this world eighteen 
years before? 

The lewd, obscene thoughts caused molten fire to surge through Jimmy's 
loins, caused his penis, so satiated earlier by Nell's softly warm mouth, to 
leap instantaneously into full arousal. The sight of his uncle driving his 
rigidly erected penis into Beth's tight brown anus, and the dog pistoning 
its slippery shaft into the young girl's pussy-slit in the film, added fuel 
to that fire; but these things were not nearly as important to the young 
teenager as his mother's body: thoughts of his mother and her nakedness. It 
was his mother and her warm, soft nearness which were the primary causes for 
Jimmy's cock to thrust upward in his pants with such blood-boiling hardness. 

His hand began to squeeze Nell's arm convulsively, then slid around as if 
with a will of its own to locate the soft pliancy of her firmly rounded 
breast. He stroked it lovingly, passionately, turning his body slightly 
toward her without taking his eyes off the salacious happenings in the den. 
His burgeoning young penis was pressed against the firmness of his mother's 
thigh, and his breath came faster, faster. His lips caressed the side of her 
face, "Mom ... " he moaned softly, almost inaudibly. "Oh, Mom ... " 

The lovely sable-haired woman had felt her pussy begin to flower widely with 
the juices of renewed passion as she stared at the twin excitements of Max 
sodomizing Beth, and the dog fucking into the young girl in the movie. The 
heat soared and swirled in her belly, causing her nipples to harden under 
her brassiere and summer dress, and she could feel the trembling erectness 
of her tiny clitoris nestled between the wet pink folds of her passion-fired 
cunt. 

The absolute carnality of the scene she was witnessing was having an 
overwhelming effect on her ... as was, she suddenly realized, the warm 
masculine proximity of her son. And ... and he was moving against her now, 
his hand slipping around to knead and fondle her breast! He was breathing 
hotly against her face, whispering to her, his hardened penis pressing up 
against her leg; instead of being horrified by the sight of Beth and his 
uncle, by the movie, he was excited by it ... and he wanted his mother as a 
result! 

The beauteous mother's heart hammered with indecision as she leaned her body 
back against her son's, allowing him to kiss her face and press his turgid 
cock against her leg. Passion churned within her, for she wanted him as much 
as he wanted her; in spite of herself, her own desires were fired by the 
prospect of loving Jimmy again, of for the first time feeling his thick, hot 
penis buried deeply between her legs! But ... this wasn't the time, nor the 
place; she couldn't succumb to her lustful desires, couldn't let Max or Beth 
see her and her son making love. 

Then, suddenly, Nell knew that she could allow them to see and know how much 
she loved Jimmy! She wanted the world to know of their beautiful feelings 
for one another, and especially Max and Beth to be made aware of it as they 
continued their lustful endeavors in the den. What the two in the other room 
were doing couldn't possibly be any more understandable an act than 
lovemaking between Nell and her son; it was a matter of degree-lovemaking 
all the difference-and not of kind. All four of them were alike, Nell 
thought; they were creatures of the flesh, seeking pleasure and excitement, 
seeking orgasm. But she and Jimmy were the truly lucky ones, for they loved 
deeply and completely, and they had nothing to be ashamed of. 

Nell also knew as she stood there that she no longer hated the 
platinum-haired Beth, for she now understood what motivated the young girl's 
action; and she knew that, in a certain way she really was in love with Max, 
too. Not as deeply or as consumingly as Nell loved her son, but in love 
nonetheless; what they had had together one night ago was too good to be a 
product of anything else. But Max had to know how it was between her and 
Jimmy, had to accept that before all three of them could possibly live 
together in future harmony; she had to show him right here and now, while he 
was indulging in his hedonistic pursuits, so that everything would be 
completely in the open. 

All three thoughts and insights flashed disjointed in the young woman's 
mind. And as they did so, the passion she was experiencing leapt higher and 
higher, becoming the ruling emotion within her. She turned her body hard 
into her son's hot, restless one, her mouth joining with his and bringing 
forth a low, almost inaudible cry of delight from deep in his throat. Her 
hand slipped down to rub at his swollen cock inside his pants, and Jimmy's 
fingers were feverish on his mother's breasts and back as he filled her hot 
sweet mouth with his tongue. Then he was pulling her dress down and her 
brassiere down, mindless with desire, and cupping and fondling her 
resiliency soft breasts ... bared totally naked for him for the first time. 
Nell stroked his burgeoning penis, holding its bulging erectness inside his 
pants against her lower abdomen, thrilling at the feel of it hard against 
her warmly secreting pussy-slit beneath her dress. Both mother and son were 
moaning wildly into one another's mouths as their tongues fused and swirled 
in passionate ecstasy. 

Then Jimmy broke the kiss and worked her dress down around her waist, 
finally managing to slide the loose garment down over her hips to crumple at 
her feet. His feverish fingers drew her panties down as well, and a moment 
later she was standing against his hard young body in trembling nakedness. 
Meanwhile, Nell opened her son's trousers, drew them and his underpants all 
the way down so that his thick, hard penis stood out in full, quivering 
erection from his loins. The sable-haired woman grasped his swollen cock and 
guided it toward her nakedly wet, softly hair-fringed cunt furrow, eliciting 
more moans of tremulous desire from his throat. 

Jimmy's eyes bulged with excitement at this, his first glimpse of his 
mother's hotly moist nakedness-her high, proud breasts and the deep black 
triangle of pubic hair hiding her soft pussy below. Nell's eyes were open, 
too, staring past her son's shoulder as she stroked his cock; she was 
watching Max still fucking long and hard deeply into Beth's tightly clenched 
anal passage, watching the dog still fucking furiously into the young girl 
on the movie screen. 

Then Nell completely stripped the clothing from her son's body, making him 
as naked as she was. She whispered hotly against his ear, "Oh Jimmy, 
darling. I want you. I want you inside me, to love me, to fuck me, my 
darling, fuck me!" 

His mother's salacious words made Jimmy's cock leap in her moistly grasping 
palm, and his brain was a seething cauldron of abandoned desire. He wanted 
to fuck her, to love her right here this very second! But ... but he 
couldn't let Beth and his Uncle Max see them, he couldn't! 

But why not? Why couldn't he let them see him and his mother? What they were 
doing in there was no better than what he wanted to do with his mother, was 
it? No! No, of course it wasn't! They were enjoying sex, wildly exciting 
sex, and he and Nell were watching them; why shouldn't they watch him and 
his mother enjoy the same type of wildly exciting sex? Why couldn't they all 
enjoy it together? 

The idea of it was terribly, wickedly exciting to Jimmy. Yes, yes, he and 
his mom would do it in there, where Beth and Uncle Max could see them! A 
small portion of his brain tried to scream at him that this was wrong, 
wrong, but the tremendous excitement of his swollen cockhead being rubbed up 
and down his lovely mother's nakedly trembling cunt slit-her hand caressing 
his cock and his swollen, throbbing balls-was all too consumingly powerful 
to deny. He had to have it this way ... this new Jimmy Daniels, this 
abandoned sensual youth who was in love with his own mother; he had to have 
his way, had to possess his mother totally and completely with his cock 
buried deep and hard up between her legs in that other room! 

Without a moment's hesitation, Jimmy guided his beautiful young mother 
through the doorway, into the den. She came along willingly, excitedly, and 
he knew the idea had been in her mind, too, to fuck where Max and Beth could 
see them. Together they walked into the room, naked bodies touching, Nell's 
hand lightly encompassing her son's turgid, granite-hard cock. They stopped 
only a few feet away from the wildly fucking couple on the floor, their 
features passion-glazed and their eyes staring at the handsome bronzed uncle 
and voluptuous teenage girl buffeting obscenely against one another on the 
floor. 

Beth was the first to see them. She had twisted her head to the side 
momentarily in wild abandon, away from the lurid movie screen before her, 
her eyes open wide as Max rammed his thick cock brutally forward, far up 
into her quivering rectum. As she saw the naked, motionless forms of Jimmy 
and his mother, Beth's hips froze and her eyes widened with shock, her mouth 
dropping open. Oh God! she thought in horror. Oh God, no. It can't be Jimmy. 
It can't be his mother! They've caught us, Max and me, caught us fucking 
while we watched that wild, wild movie with the dog! But ... but ... he's 
naked! Jimmy's naked, and his cock is hard and his mother is naked and she's 
playing with his cock and, and, I ... I don't believe this ... he's been 
fucking his own mother. He's going to fuck her again, right here and now. I 
can tell it by the look in their eyes. They're going to fuck, watching Max 
and me. .! 

The realization was mind-numbing to the young platinum-haired girl, and 
suddenly her horror was transformed into a new flooding tide of passion that 
rippled wildly through her. Never had she experienced anything so 
mind-blowingly exciting as being fucked in the asshole by Jimmy's uncle 
while they watched the dog fucking the young girl on the screen, and while 
Jimmy and his own mother watched and fucked each other! Harder and harder, 
deeper and deeper, Max's cock pumped into her clenching anal passage, and 
once again Beth's lush, white buttocks churned with renewed and fantastic 
frenzy back against the thickly invading shaft. 

Max was slower to sense the presence in the room of someone other than Beth 
and himself. But then, as he heard the girl gasp and fling her buttocks back 
against him with churning wildness, his eyes flickered away from the movie 
screen and his head swiveled around. And he saw them! He saw Jimmy and Nell 
standing beside the bed, standing there naked, Nell's hand wrapped tightly 
around her son's swollen, blood-enraged cock, stroking it while his fingers 
played with her richly throbbing breasts. Max saw them, and he couldn't 
believe his eyes! It was a figment of his imagination, a nightmarish vision 
brought about by his lewd sodomizing of the young girl. His mouth gaped 
open, and his entire body stiffened, his cock poised halfway out of the 
eager Beth's tightly constricting anus. He stared at the two people who 
meant most in his life, whom he loved ... Nell and Jimmy ... Nell and Jimmy 
standing there naked and wanton before him. 

All at once, then, the bronzed uncle knew that he wasn't hallucinating, that 
his vision of Nell and Jimmy was real. They were standing there, playing 
obscenely with one another, naked lovers with a crazed passion for one 
another, son and mother, mother and son ... their lust fanned by the carnal 
sight of him fucking the teenage Beth in her anus and by the lascivious 
coupling of the dog and the young girl in the film. No, no, oh Christ no! 
They're ... they're sick, depraved ... watching me, watching the film and 
... and smiling like they are ... excited ... nakedly excited! Jesus they're 
going to make love, I can tell it by their expressions. They're going to 
make love right here and now! Jimmy, my nephew, is going to fuck his own 
mother, and she is going to fuck him back. Nell, my Nell. Ohhh, how long has 
this been going on, what caused it ... it's sick, sick, sick. 

Then, in that very instant, the monumental irony of the situation struck Max 
with the blow of a mailed fist. What right did he have to judge them! Wasn't 
he lying there on the floor, sodomizing the lusting asshole of young, 
teenage Beth, while they both watched one of his lurid sex films! How could 
he be any better than they when he had succumbed to his own physical desires 
and fucked Beth yesterday and tonight? The truth was, they were all alike-he 
and Nell and Jimmy and Beth ... yes, that was the undeniable truth. They 
were all hedonists, unable to control the fires of the flesh, total slaves 
to their own overwhelming desires ... and where Jimmy and Nell were 
concerned, where he and Nell were concerned too, there was a certain love to 
heighten and sweeten the edges of passion. Each of them were what they were 
... not to be hated or condemned or pitied; they were lovers, and as such 
entitled to their own pursuits. Max realized that now, realized irrevocably 
that you are what you are. 

The good-looking uncle, understanding and totally accepting all of this, 
once again resumed his pile-driving thrusts into the sweating, 
tightly-clasped anus of Beth Jones. And as he did so, his lips formed a 
brief, passion-tinged smile, a smile full of meaning and depth. The mute 
message was received by both Jimmy and Nell, for they, too, knew what they 
were; a bond was formed between the three of them in that moment, a bond of 
total commitment and love and understanding. 

A low moan of excitement slipping from his lips, Jimmy drew his naked mother 
down onto the floor beside Max and Beth as the young platinum-haired girl 
rolled and flung her hips back against the handsome uncle's forward-driving 
cock in her spasming asshole. The muscled youth and his lovely black-haired 
mother began kissing feverishly as she played with his turgidly roused cock, 
and then he knew that he couldn't wait any longer for her soft, warm pussy 
to sheath around his penis. He had to know if he would satisfy her 
completely and totally with his iron-hard shaft and with his fiery semen, 
had to make her his tonight and eternally. 

"Mom ... " he moaned in total abandon, "Mom ... lie down on your back and 
wrap your legs around my waist! I'll kneel between them and hold your ass in 
my hands. That way we can watch while we make love. Ohhhh, I want you, I 
want you!" 

His enticing words were like firebrands in Nell's brain, and in the ears of 
Max and Beth beside them. "Oh yes, darling!" Nell squealed in agreement. 
"Yes, yes, that's how I want it too! I want to see you loving me!" 

She lay down quickly on her back then, arching her buttocks off the soft 
carpeting, and her son cupped the soft, resilient flesh of her rounded ass 
cheeks tightly in his strong hands, squeezing their milk-white pliancy in 
abandoned delight. Nell's legs wrapped tightly around Jimmy's waist, her 
body still arched, her firm, taut breasts trembling on her chest as her son 
removed one hand from beneath her and began to stroke each breast in turn 
with his palm, hardening the nipples to even further arousal. Then the 
sable-haired woman reached down over her uplifted belly and glistening black 
pubic mound, down between her legs to where Jimmy's thickly throbbing penis 
was positioned only inches from her soft, wetly hair-fringed cunt mouth. 

She grasped his blood-gorged penis tenderly, lovingly, in her fingers, then 
guided it to the entrance of her tight, fiery pussy. Jimmy moaned in 
delirious delight as he stared down at his mother's hand wrapped around his 
cock, holding it poised at the entrance to her womb, and Nell made similar 
purring sounds of feverish emotion as she too stared at the nearness of 
their heated love instruments. Unable to restrain herself any longer, then, 
she guided her son's desire-inflamed cock forward, parting the soft, 
petal-like folds of her cunt with the massively throbbing head, filling the 
wetly fevered orifice with it. Her soft mewling sounds increased at the feel 
of his monstrous shaft inside her for the first time-her son's cock, her son 
whom she loved so very, very much! Jimmy thrilled as well at the tight, 
moist warmth of his mother's pussy-walls around his slowly entering penis; 
it was the most exciting moment in his life, the most exhilarating. He was 
about to possess his own mother! He was about to prove his ultimate love to 
her with his burning penis and molten hot cum! 

Slowly, slowly, Nell drew Jimmy's cock deeper up inside her, watching the 
thickly swollen shaft disappear into her warm, moist vagina, inexorably 
filling her nakedly trembling belly with the hot, hard expanse of her young 
offspring's shaft. Then all of Jimmy's lust-maddened cudgel was sheathed 
inside her, pressing hard against her tender cervix, filling her more 
completely than any man had ever filled her before! She could feel every 
muscle and ridge of his immense cock, so superbly expanded deep, deep inside 
her. It was incredibly wonderful, the most ecstatic experience of her life! 

She stared down with wildly contorted desire at her loins pressed against 
her son's, at the mating of their black pubic hair. Then she moaned, "Oh, 
Jimmy, darling, fuck me now! Fuck me with your wonderful cock. Hurry, 
darling. Hurry, I'm on fire." 

"Yes, yes, yes," Jimmy chanted. 

"Fuck her, fuck her, fuck her!" Beth howled beside them, alternating her 
gaze between the flickering movie screen and the even more lustful sight of 
Jimmy about to fuck his own mother. She was a quivering mass of desire now, 
heaving like a wild woman back against Max's thundering cock in her 
widespread anus. 

Max could only moan with his own overwhelming desire as his eyes, too, 
alternated between the dog and girl in the film and the sight of his nephew 
with his penis buried deep inside Nell's pussy. His balls were screaming for 
release as he pounded into Beth's tight, hot asshole. Never had he been this 
excited, never! 

Jimmy drew back, pulling his angry red cock almost out of his mother's 
tightly clasping pussy, staring down with love-fired eyes at the glistening 
shaft wet with her cunt lubrications. His hands tightened where they gripped 
her buttocks off the floor! then he began to rock forward as she clutched 
him feverishly with her thighs and ankles around his waist. His achingly 
hard cock began to slide in and out of Nell's hot, moistly fevered cunt. The 
huge bulbous head pounded hard against her cushiony cervix on the instroke. 

The lust-provoking sight of the . dog on the movie screen, filling the young 
auburn-haired teenager's climaxing pussy with his fiery cum, and the equally 
provocative view of Jimmy fucking with faster and faster strokes into his 
mother's throbbing, wetly pink cunt mouth triggered both Max's and Beth's 
orgasms simultaneously. 

Beth squealed, and her entire body began to vibrate as wave after wave of 
spiraling release soared and crashed through her. Behind her, Max stiffened, 
moaning incoherently as he stared with bulging eyes at Nell and Jimmy 
fucking so wantonly right next to him. A great burning surge of hot, fiery 
sperm flooded deep into her rectum as she continued to cum with moaning 
intensity. The hot liquid filled the lovely teenage girl's nakedly writhing 
belly, filled her quivering bowels to overflowing, pooling out to flow down 
the back of her thighs to the carpet beneath her jerking, undulating body. 

Max's cock gave one final spurt of cum, then deflated into semi-hardness and 
pulled with a soft, sucking noise from Beth's moistly hot rectum. Both he 
and the platinum-haired teenager collapsed forward, lying on the soft carpet 
in panting satiation. Beside them, Jimmy was still holding his mother's 
soft, pliant buttocks in his hands as he pistoned his thick hard cock deeply 
into her warmly clasping cunt passage. Nell strained hard against her young 
son, her head and shoulders rolling about on the carpet, her body 
oscillating, letting her legs clench him tightly around the waist as she 
fought to ingest more of his huge, pleasure-giving penis up into her womb. 
Her eyes, and Jimmy's eyes, were locked on the tantalizing sight of his huge 
swollen shaft sliding so glistening wet and hard in and out between her 
wide-splayed white thighs, the huge bulbous cockhead pulling almost free of 
the softly clasping pussy mouth as he drew back, then slamming hard against 
her cervix, the shaft disappearing completely inside her as he levered 
forward again. 

Nell squeezed her breasts together, rubbing the nipples hard against one 
another, in her overwhelming desire as her son's huge cock rampaged hard and 
deep into her softly trembling belly. Her mind moaned, mesmerized, with what 
was happening to her, then another thought manifested itself. Maybe Max 
should help too, she thought. "Yes, yes, I want his cock in my mouth! 

Her head flailed to the right and she saw him lying very close to her, his 
still half erect penis nestled in between his legs. She released her breasts 
then, and reached out with one of her hands to grasp his cock tightly 
between her soft, hot fingers. She began to caress and squeeze his 
masculinity, bringing it almost immediately to a rigid state, as Max lifted 
his head from the carpet and turned to look at her. 

"Max, Max!" she mewled. "Ohh, I want to kiss it, to suck it. I love you 
too!" 

Nell's lustful words probed deep into the man's brain. She wanted him, Nell 
wanted him, she loved him! And he loved her, too. He knew that now, loved 
her deeply and completely. He wanted to possess her as Jimmy was possessing 
her, and she wanted him inside her as her son was inside her. 

He turned. He twisted around on the floor, sliding his loins near Nell's 
twisted head as she continued to fondle his cock into full, throbbing 
rigidity. Then his immense shaft was pressing up against her soft, wet lips, 
and she was opening her mouth to take the rigid rod of flesh, still 
glistening with the moisture of his cum in Beth's tight little asshole, into 
the warm moist cavern of her mouth. She began to suck him rapidly, squeezing 
his balls in frenzied abandon, as she sensed her own approaching orgasm and 
that of her son as Jimmy fucked with more feverish strokes of his cock into 
her hotly pulsating cunt. Her body jerked and twisted, and her pussymouth 
clasped and sucked obscenely at her son's burgeoning cock while her lips and 
tongue licked and sucked at Max's in her mouth. 

Beth had stirred on the floor beside Max, and now she was watching the 
action taking place. Her own flaming juices began to spiral out of control 
again at the mind-blowing sight. 

She spread her legs wide, maneuvering her body so that she could draw Max's 
head up between her thighs. Obediently, his mouth opened against her wet 
young pussy and he began to slide his tongue deeply between her swollen cunt 
lips, with lewd wet probes. 

For long frozen moments, the four of them bucked and heaved against one 
another on the floor, Jimmy fucking his mother while she sucked deliriously 
at Max's thick shaft and he in turn drove his tongue feverishly into Beth's 
hotly secreting cunt passage. The only sounds were grunts and moans of 
delicious desire, heavy exertion, and the obscene wet slapping of naked 
flesh against naked flesh. It seemed as if time had stopped, waiting for the 
tremendous crashing climax of this inexplicably exciting tableau. 

Jimmy's orgasm was triggered first. He yelled out, "Ooooooohhh I'm going to 
shoot it, Mom. I'm going to fill you." 

He heaved up to meet the bucking loins of his mother as the first white-hot 
jets of his sticky semen burst along the underside of his cock and filled 
his mother's fiercely clasping pussy. So intense was this explosion of his 
seed into Nell that the woman squealed and gurgled around the cock in her 
mouth, sucking crazily on it, as her body began soaring upward. She achieved 
heights she had never thought were possible before. 

Her actions caused a chain reaction to explode. Max's penis exploded after 
jerking a few times out of control inside Nell's mouth, flooding the warm 
cavity with torrents of hot semen. 

Then Beth climaxed, too, at that moment, moaning and wailing in ecstasy from 
the feelings ' generated by Max's lewdly plunging tongue and her own 
masturbating finger massaging her clitoris. 

Moments later, totally spent and completely satiated, the four of them lay 
silently on the floor, touching one another as if in thankfulness for the 
pleasure they had given and been given. 

Nell knew that this was truly the most magnificent night of her life. She 
had everything she had ever wanted in life now-she had two men who truly and 
totally loved her-and there would be no more pain or loneliness or heartache 
for her ever again. 


THE END
