Hot Mama
by Paul Gable


FOREWORD 

Outwardly, suburbia maintains the strait-laced middle-class look that belies 
the social ferment behind closed doom. 

There is the secret use of drugs, fed by the marijuana syndrome. There is 
the river of alcohol flooding from door to door under the euphemism of 
social drinking. Then, of course, there is the advent of wife-swapping. All 
in the spirit of good clean fun... But where does the fun stop and 
degradation begin? When one excess leads to another-and another-to what? 
When the children set as the pattern of their own life style what already is 
the norm at home? 

HOT MAMA is the story of one family in one neighborhood in one city, 
Anywhere, U.S.A. Joanne Hill, a restless young widow, and her teenaged son, 
Doug. And some of Doug's friends. It is startling as a mirror of a way of 
life behind closed doom. No facade. No regrets. Indeed, to them it has 
become the norm. 

And outside their lives go on. The daily routine is followed. All the proper 
parts are acted out. 

The norm... For the Hills, yes, And how many others like them? 

A novel of fiction for entertainment. A page of our restless society as food 
for serious thought. 

-The Publisher 

 Chapter One 

Joanne Hill nervously looked around the crowded waiting room of the downtown 
Los Angeles Greyhound Bus Station to see if anyone else noticed the kissing 
couple in front of her. 

Christ! Why don't they stop? Joanne wondered to herself as she shook her 
head angrily and tried to concentrate on the tiny television screen in front 
of her. 

But it was no use. Her eyes drifted back to the high-school students. She 
especially paid attention to the long, thick, hard cock that strained 
against the guy's tight jeans. Joanne could almost feel his big hands as 
they crawled across the girl's tight sweater, brushing and milking her 
mammoth jugs. No one else in the waiting room seemed to notice what was 
happening. 

"Ohhhh," Joanne said out loud, then looked round cautiously to see if anyone 
noticed her low moan of frustration. People were shuttling in and out of the 
big, brightly lit room so quickly that Joanne could have been fingering her 
snatch-lips and few would have noticed. 

"Greyhound coach from San Francisco now arriving at Service Dock Four," a 
voice boomed out of the speaker. 

Joanne felt a bolt of shock rip through her body as she heard the 
announcement. Her son Doug was coming home on that bus for a vacation after 
six months in a military school, and here she was staring at a couple 
necking! A mother waiting for her son wasn't supposed to be thinking of hot 
dicks and big, hanging balls-at least, Joanne thought that that was a little 
improper. 

"Ohhhh," the blonde moaned softly again as she tried to get up from the 
white fiberglass chair. But her legs were too wobbly from the sexual lust 
that gripped her beating clit. Joanne sank back into the seat and watched 
helplessly as the couple began grinding their bodies together with 
increasing frenzy. Joanne watched the girl's right hand slide down the 
teen's belly until it stopped directly over the twitching cock-bulge 
straining his fly. She closed her eyes and shuddered as she thought of the 
hot, throbbing sensation that girl must be feeling with her fingertips now. 

It was as if she were living through the dream she'd been having night after 
night. Joanne imagined herself with a young man. He was tall, well-built and 
hung like a race horse! The two of them were always in some kind of dark 
room so that she couldn't make out his features too well. But she could tell 
that he'd been wanting her for a long time. Joanne could sense that from the 
tender way he moved his hands over her naked, sweaty body. Every movement 
made her jerk and twist shamelessly on the sheets as his fingers slid closer 
and closer to her twitching pussy-lips. Every raw nerve-ending in her mushy 
box strained to meet the crawling hands. 

Joanne opened her eyes and tried to shake the memory of that dream loose. 
But her mind stubbornly refused to change channels as she pictured her hand 
sliding slowly up and down the hard, heavily veined cock that jerked inches 
away from her parted lips Joanne knew that in a second she'd be clamping her 
mouth around that long dick, sucking desperately at the cum-dripping rod as 
the young man hammered wildly at the back of her throat with his bulbous 
cock-head. 

Her dream was suddenly shattered as she heard the girl whine out that she 
was going to miss her bus. Joanne watched in amazement as the teenaged 
brunette pulled away from her boy friend and straightened her blouse and 
skirt mechanically. Joanne riveted her eyes on the big bulge between the 
guy's legs, unconsciously licking her lower lip. She'd miss the Second 
Coming in order to get her fat twat lips around that cock! 

Joanne sighed in disappointment. You could be choosey about dicks when you 
got fucked all the time. But it was a little over six months since the 
blonde had felt a cock hammering away at her pussy. She remembered her 
husband Bill and the way he used to have her crawling the walls with sexual 
heat before he blasted her clit with mind-ripping satisfaction. 

Those memories didn't help her now. After Bill's death in the auto accident, 
Joanne was too confused to do much of anything, let alone take care of a 
teenaged son. Bill had managed to keep a rein on him. But Joanne knew that 
it would almost be impossible for her to do the same. 

After a lot of thought, Joanne decided that the best thing for both her and 
her son was a military school she'd heard about in Walnut Creek. It was 
about twenty miles east of San Francisco and seemed to have a good academic 
and disciplinary program. Joanne didn't want to pack her son away for good. 
She just needed a little time by herself to think out her future plans. 

Surprisingly, Doug wasn't angry when his mother told him of her decision. He 
even seemed to look forward to getting out of the public school and heading 
up north on his own. Joanne remembered the day he left-the way his deep blue 
eyes sparkled with excitement and how the wind blew his blond hair across 
his ruggedly handsome face as he climbed into the bus. 

"Come on! Hurry up, Renaldo," the girl snapped as she jumped to her feet and 
started towards one of the loading docks in the terminal. 

Joanne felt the blood rush to her face as the young man flashed a quick 
glance at her and winked slyly. He'd known that she'd been watching them all 
the time! Joanne felt like some kind of bitch dog who was advertising to all 
men that she was in heat. 

But I am! Joanne whined to herself as she staggered to her feet and wobbled 
toward Service Dock Four. Sexual frustration gnawed and chewed at her pussy 
harder and longer every passing day. Joanne used vibrators, vibra-balls and 
her own expert fingers to try to relieve the scratchy itch in her box. She 
tried everything-everything except a long, hard thick dick. 

"Hey, Mom!" Joanne heard a low, thick voice call out. "Over here!" 

Joanne drove all thoughts of cocks and balls out of her head for the time 
being She couldn't be thinking of spurting jizz while she was embracing her 
son. She just couldn't! 

"Doug!" Joanne called back as she saw a tall, muscular blond in a blue 
military uniform waving wildly at her from a doorway. Joanne watched as her 
son threaded his way through the crushing crowd until he was wrapping his 
powerful arms around her and lifting her slightly off the floor. 

"Ohhh, put me down!" Joanne said, trying to ignore the ticklish 
pussy-flutterings that were making her snatch-walls grind hungrily against 
each other. 

"Cod, you're looking good," Doug said, pulling back slightly and looking 
deeply into his mother's eyes. 

Get yourself together, girl, Joanne said to herself as she felt her clit 
slowly filling up with blood and rising up out of its hot, fleshy 
surroundings. 

"Hey, I hope you don't mind, but I brought a couple of friends home with 
me," Doug said as he turned around to see if they were behind him. 

"Friends?" Joanne echoed mechanically. The house would be a lot different 
suddenly. For six months she'd been staring at the walls, wondering what it 
would be like to have a man inside again. Now, she was going to have a pack 
of them! 

"Hey, over here!" Doug cried out to two other teens dressed in the same 
military uniform. Joanne felt her heart pounding like a trip hammer as the 
two studs sauntered over to her son. 

"Bob Decker, Jim Smith-this is my mom," Doug said as he put his right arm 
back around Joanne's slender waist and hugged her affectionately. 

"Pleased to meet you, Mrs. Hill," they said as Joanne smiled at her son. She 
was beginning to feel the first rivulet of snatch-juice seeping out from 
between her fat, hot cunt-lips and trickling through her wiry blonde pussy 
hairs. Joanne prayed that the teens wouldn't smell her snatch-juice as they 
stood in the middle of the waiting area of the bus station. 

"Hey, come on. Let's get on home," Doug said as he pushed her gently 
forward. 

"Uh, just a minute. I have to.." Joanne said unevenly, pointing at the 
ladies' room door. 

"Sure. We'll wait, Mrs. Hill," Bob said, winking at her. 

Joanne flushed slightly red, wondering if the teen had picked up her scent. 
He was almost as tall as Doug and a little stockier. He was swarthy, maybe 
Italian or Greek, and daddy handsome. His flashing smile and low voice 
promised more than Joanne could have hoped for. But what was she doing, 
wondering what kind of lover one of her son's friends would be? 

"Oh, God!" she maoned out loud as she pushed the door opened and ran into 
one of the cabinets. Joanne couldn't hike her skirt up fast enough, sighing 
as she felt a rush of cool air blow up against her juice-soaked panties. The 
blonde slid her hands under the elastic waistband of her pink panties and 
groaned as she felt her wet pussy-hairs brush up against her slender 
fingers. Joanne could have stood in the tight cabinet all day, thinking of 
that necking couple and the winking Bob Decker. But her son and his friends 
were waiting outside. She had to bring herself off right now! 

"Ummmmmmmmm," the woman groaned as she staggered backward until she slammed 
up against the rear cold white tile wall of the toilet cabinet. Joanne's 
knees trembled and nearly budded as she slid her right forefinger up between 
her puffy labes until it touched her sparking mound of clit-flesh. 

"Ahhhhh!" Joanne moaned as she strummed her beating clit wildly with her 
finger. The blonde wanted to rip all her clothes off. She pictured the two 
teens naked, licking every hot inch of her body with their thick, sensuous 
tongues. Joanne bucked her thighs forward and up, impaling her juicing 
snatch on her right wrist as she thought of her hot pussy would welcome both 
teens' dicks. "UHHHH! UHHHGHHHH! AHHHHHHHH!" Joanne cried out as she felt 
herself teetering on the brink of a mini-climax. They were the only types 
she was having now. Suddenly the picture changed and she saw Doug in front 
of her, stark naked, and jamming his long, smooth cock between her 
cunt-lips. 

"Noooo!" Joanne cried out, trying to drive the picture from her mind. But it 
stuck. She rolled her head slowly from side to side against the tile wall as 
she plucked and rubbed her swollen clit up to climax, thinking of Doug's 
face and body. As she felt the world around her explode, Joanne thought she 
could actually feel something hot and wet spraying into her sucking pussy. 
It was Doug, firing his lava-like jizz into her cunt as his lips slobbered 
over her tightly swollen tits. 

"Christ!" Joanne moaned as she felt her legs finally buckle from under her. 
She reached out and managed to hold onto a collapsing purse rack. "Oh no, 
no, no," the blonde repeated over and over as she fought to get control of 
herself. This was something new. Joanne had never fantasized about fucking 
her son. She groaned softly to herself as she slid her saturated panties 
back up and dropped her skirt. She wondered if this kind of fantasy was 
normal for women who hadn't had sex for a while. 

"Hello, ma'am?" a voice called out from the doorway. 

Joanne stiffened, with embarrassment and surprise. Had someone been in the 
John all this time and heard her groans? 

"Y-yes?" Joanne stammered, straightening her clothes and opening the cabinet 
door. 

"I'm sorry, but some guys out here asked me to come in and see what was 
taking you so long. They- Oh, dear!" an old woman said as she perked up her 
nose and sniffed at the air. Joanne flushed a deep red and fought the 
feeling to run out of there with a towel over her head.. 

"Poor ventilation. Some kind of leak," the blonde mumbled as she brushed 
past the old woman and walked towards her son and his friends. 

"Hey, come an! I want to see if the old homestead's changed any," Doug said 
as he put his arm around his mother's waist again and walked briskly out of 
the terminal. Joanne listened patiently to her son's description of the 
school and its programs, aware of the two guys walking closely behind her. 
Maybe it was her imagination, but Joanne thought she could feel the hot 
stares of both guys on her firm ass-cheeks. As Doug babbled on about the 
sports programs and how well he'd done in various swimming meets, Joanne 
wondered how long Bob Decker's and Jim Smith's dicks were, and if they'd be 
able to give her the kind of climax that was only a memory now. 

"Hey, you've got to came up for the mini-Olympics," Doug said as he climbed 
into Joanne's car. "We're all in them-me, Jim and Bob." 

"Oh?" Joanne said, turning around and smiling at the two guys as they 
climbed into the back seat. 

"Right. I'm swimming the hundred-meter, and Bob and Jim are going in for the 
weight-lifting contest," Doug said as they turned out of the parking lot. 

"I'll put that on my calendar," Joanne said, wondering what kind of muscles 
both teens had under those tight-fitting military uniforms. 

As the city lights flashed by in the growing blackness of late afternoon, 
Joanne's mind was a kaleidoscope of sexual pictures. She thought of the 
couple fingering one another in the bus station., Then she pictured Bob 
Decker's body, dark, naked and hairy, grinding against her big tits. And 
there was Jim Smith, taller than Doug and slender, but with a kind of hidden 
quiet strength under those long legs that made her clit vibrate like a 
tuning fork. 

"Hey, we're here!" Doug suddenly cried out, pointing at the darkened house. 

Joanne couldn't believe it! It had been a miracle that they weren't killed. 
All she'd been thinking about was her rumbling twat and every kind of prick 
that could take care of it. Joanne didn't remember a thing about driving the 
car home! 

"How long are you staying?" Joanne asked her son as they all dragged their 
duffel bags out of the car. 

"We've got a week's vacation, Mom. Then it's back to the old grind again," 
Doug said, slamming the door shut and running up the walk to the front 
parch. Joanne watched him and smiled sadly. She didn't realize until now tow 
much she'd missed him. 

"Hey, come on! Don't keep us out in the cold"' Doug called out to his 
mother. 

"Sorry," Joanne said, walking briskly up the walk. 

She could still feel her box shuddering and rumbling with frustration. It 
felt like her belly did when she was starving for food and couldn't eat for 
a while. The crotch of her panties clung to her still-swollen labes as she 
reached the top step of the porch and unlocked the door. 

"We gonna eat?" Jim asked as they all walked into the large living room. 

"That's all he thinks about-eating," Doug said, laughing softly at his 
friends. 

Christ! I've got something for him to chew on! Joanne thought to herself as 
she felt her clit rising up from her hot snatch-flesh again. 

"I've got some cash saved up from my allowance. Let's take your mom out and 
treat her," Bob said, smiling broadly at Joanne. 

The woman looked from one teen to the other to the other, and suddenly felt 
like a little girl with a big wad of money in a candy store. She wanted 
everything she could see, and couldn't decide which one she was going to 
have first. Then Joanne remembered that one of the bodies was her son's. 

"I-I think I'm a little tired. Why don't you guys go out for dinner and I'll 
go to bed?" Joanne said. 

"Whatever you say, Mom. Let's change and get on the town," Doug said, racing 
up the stairs with his two buddies behind him. Joanne walked towards the 
large blue living-room couch and sat down at one end of it, wondering if Bob 
Decker's hand had brushed her right ass-cheek accidentally as he ran for the 
stairs after Jim. 

"Unnnnhhhhh!" Joanne moaned, running her fingertips over her panting belly. 
They slid upward until they bumped against the tips of her brown, hard 
nipples. Her clit vibrated furiously in response as Joanne dug her heels 
into the mattress and hunched her thighs up slightly into the air. Joanne 
had been trying to sleep in bed. But she kept thinking of Bob Decker's body. 
Doug had said that the teen and his friend were into weight-lifting Joanne 
closed her eyes and pictured a big, muscular body crushing her into the 
groaning mattress. She imagined herself writhing under the teen's insistent 
hunches, begging bun to stuff his cock into her cunt. She wanted it sliding 
in and out of her aching, twitching snatch until his spasming cock fired its 
hot, heavy load of jizz. 

"Mmmmmmmmm," Joanne groaned softly between her tightly clenched teeth as she 
felt her snatch clamp down tightly against her probing fingers. It was going 
to be another night of clit-fingering and fantasizing. Joanne almost felt 
like crying. This was better than nothing, but- Suddenly Joanne yanked her 
fingers out with a soft, squishy pop as she heard a squeak on one of the 
stain. Had somebody broken into her house? Then she remembered the teens and 
thought that they were back. 

"Fuck!" someone whispered as he stumbled on one of the steps. Joanne felt 
her blood freeze as she realized that it was Bob's voice-and he was drunk. 
She heard him tripping on the rug, heading towards her room as he hummed 
some tune softly. 

At first Joanne wanted to jump out of bed and slam her door shut. Then a 
strange feeling crept over her. She realized that the other teens hadn't 
come home with him. They were probably still out drinking or looking for 
cunts to fuck. Joanne clenched her fingers together in a tight fist, then 
spread her legs wide apart. This was her big chance. She felt her pussy 
sucking, jerking and twitching as the shadow of the teen crossed her 
doorway. Joanne pretended to be asleep and positioned her body in such a way 
that would draw Bob into her room like a magnet. 

"Mmmmmm- Oh, shit!" Joanne heard Bob say as he stopped at the doorway and 
peered into her room. She could feel his eyes crawling over her body as she 
tried to keep her eyes closed. Joanne heard his breathing grow heavy and 
uneven as she slowly drew her knees up and splayed her thighs even farther 
apart. She pretended to be having a wet dream, slowly rolling on the bed and 
grinding her wet labes together as tiny gasps came out of her mouth. 

"Shit! Fuckin' shit!" Bob whispered hoarsely. 

Joanne couldn't take it any more. She realized that the teen would probably 
just stand at the doorway unless he knew that she wasn't having a dream at 
all. She mustered up every ounce of courage she could, then opened her eyes 
and stretched out her arms. 

"Come here. Fuck me. Oh, God, fuck me!" Joanne whispered hotly as she 
dropped her knees and hunched up her pussy. 

"Huh?" Bob cried out, reeling back drunkenly. "Oh, please, please! Don't 
leave me like this," Joanne begged him, dropping her right hand and trailing 
her fingers lightly across a slick, tightly stretched cunt-lip. 

"But, but..." Bob stammered as he held onto the doorway and stared drunkenly 
at her gaping gash. 

"Jeeeesus, fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Joanne moaned over and over and she 
dipped her fingers in and out of her sucking snatch rhythmically. 

"Fuck, you're fuckin' right I will!" Bob almost shouted as he stumbled into 
the bedroom and started pulling at his shirt. 

"Shut the door!" Joanne whispered nervously as she watched Bob unbutton his 
shirt. Her heart nearly tore through her rib cage as she saw his broad, 
muscular, hairy chest come into view. It was everything she'd imagine it 
would be. 

"Don't like a crowd?" Bob sneered, turning around and slamming the bedroom 
door shut with a loud bang. 

"Do you want to wake up the whole neighborhood?" Joanne hissed angrily at 
him. She was beginning to wonder if it was such a smart idea to invite Bob 
into her snatch after all. 

"Babe, by the time I get through with you, you'll be screaming the walls 
don," Bob growled as he shrugged his shirt off and started unbuckling his 
belt. 

Joanne hated to admit it, but she liked the kind of overpowering masculinity 
Bob had. He couldn't have been over eighteen, but he was acting like a stud 
of thirty. She watched in fascination as the teen pushed through the top 
button of his tight-fitting jeans, then grabbed the head of the zipper and 
slowly pulled it down. In the bright moonlight, Joanne could see thick tufts 
of wiry black cock hair poking out along the edges of Bob's opening fly. 

"You're gonna like this, Mrs. Hill," Bob said teasingly as he finished 
opening his Levi's. 

Joanne wanted to jump up and stick her hand into the dark, gaping hole in 
the teen's trousers. But she resisted the urge. It had been too long since 
she was in this kind of setting. And now that it was happening, Joanne 
wasn't going to rush the thing through. 

"Ohhh, God, fuck me!" Joanne cried again. The words "fuck me" excited the 
hell out of her. It felt like centuries since she'd cried that phrase out. 
Now she was moaning and thrashing away on the bed, begging for cock. 

"Look at this, bitch!" Bob cried out huskily as he jammed his thumbs into 
his Levi's and shoved them down to his knees. 

"Ohhhhhhh!" Joanne cried out as she saw something big, long and thick spring 
out from the teen's crotch and bob crazily in the air. It was just like in 
her fantasy. There was a young man inches away from her with a huge, 
drooling cock. Her mind raced crazily as Bob finished undressing and crawled 
onto the groaning bed. It was a dream too good to come true. 

 Chapter Two 

"Get on that rod, bitch!" Bob moaned as he rolled on top of Joanne's jerking 
body. 

"Ohhhhh," the blonde moaned, feeling something long, hat and burning press 
against her heaving belly. t was cock-meat-inches and inches of throbbing, 
steaming-hot prick-meat that was rubbing deliciously over her sweaty gut. 
She couldn't believe how good it felt. Her pussy rumbled wildly and happily 
as Bob's leathery balls trailed across her upturned snatch-lips. She almost 
felt like screaming for joy when Bob clamped his thick lips on hers and 
drove his tongue into her mouth. 

"Mgggfffff!" Joanne cried out, driving her hand between their trashing 
bodies. She wanted to feel the young man's silky cock-head with her 
fingertips. Joanne wanted to feel the first drops of pre-cum as it oozed out 
of Bob's expanding piss-slit. She wanted to feel everything and anything to 
do with fucking. The blonde moaned happily as she almost drowned in Bob's 
spittle. His tongue slammed past her teeth and rammed down her Throat as the 
young man reached up and clamped his hands around Joanne's thunderous tits. 
She groaned in unmentionable delight as she felt her half-inch-long nipples 
being mashed in by the young man's thick fingers. 

"Oh, baby, you know you want it. You want every inch of my cock in your 
mouth-my big, fat, slippery dick. You wanna lick it off and get my jizz down 
your throat! Come on, touch it," Bob groaned, letting one of Joanne's tits 
go and guiding her hand down between their bellies until she could feel the 
tip of his prick. 

"Oh, yess, yesssss," she moaned shamelessly as she felt something hot and 
wet brush up against her hand. 

"Shit, you're hungry for dick. You probably like cock in your mouth and in 
your cunt," Bob hissed into her right ear as he drove her hand harder 
against his belly-rubbing dick. "Bitch, you're gonna get it." 

Joanne felt her body slowly melting into a hot, jelly-like mess. There was a 
hot, throbbing, mushy feeling that went from her sweaty belly down to her 
fat, swollen cunt-lips. Only her clit and tit-tips were rock-hard. She 
groaned and thrashed as her sensitive nerve ends exploded with lust. Joanne 
closed her eyes and dug her head into the sweat-stained pillow as she felt 
her fingers wrap around Bob's cock. The thick streams of cum running out of 
the piss-slit made her palm slippery. As the young man's cock throbbed 
wildly, Joanne squeezed greedily. Her hand slowly started to jack up and 
down, pumping the hard rod faster and faster as Bob went back to her mouth 
and started digging in his tongue more wildly than before. 

"Shit, babe, shit!" Bob groaned, puffing back slightly from her and brushing 
her hand away from his dick. "You'll make me shoot if you keep doing that." 

Joanne didn't care. She wanted to be drowned in oceans of hot jizz. 

"You're gonna suck this thing dry right now," Bob said huskily as he inched 
his way up the mattress. Joanne groaned in disappointment. She didn't mind 
sucking dick. She and her husband had often sixty-nined each other. But 
Joanne always preferred coming with cock in her cunt. And now, after six 
months without dick, she wasn't too thrilled about bringing off somebody 
with her lips while her pussy went begging for cock-meat. 

"No, please, I-" Joanne started to say. 

"I said suck it!" Bob cried out, wrapping both his hands around the 
incredibly thick rod and dipping it down until its tip brushed against 
Joanne's nose. 

The woman realized that Bob was too drunk and worked up with lust to argue 
with. She sighed softly and slid down slightly, opening her mouth as she 
raised her head up to his dick-head. Slowly, Bob hunched down, sliding his 
cock deep inside her sucking mouth. His big dick filled her mouth as thick 
cock-oil bubbled out of his cock-head into her throat. 

"Oh, babe, give me some head," Bob moaned as he twisted his hips back and 
forth, hunching down and nearly choking Joanne to death with his big rod. 

Joanne felt his throbbing pole brush over the inside of her cheeks, making 
them bulge out as her tongue laved over the sensitive underside of Bob's 
plunging pecker. 

"Lick that dick! Suck on it! Get my meat. Take it down your fuckin' throat!" 
Bob hissed as he reached out and placed his hands against the rear bedroom 
wall for support. 

Joanne opened her eyes and looked up. The teen's face was contorted with 
lust as he squeezed his hairy ass-cheeks together and drove his hairy, 
powerfully smelling groin hard against her face. Joanne's head bobbled up 
and down faster and faster as she felt the hot, fleshy knob pushing back 
over her tongue. It was sinking farther and farther towards the back of her 
mouth. Joanne took a deep breath and let Bob shove his dick into her throat. 
It was like sticking her head into a pool of water suddenly. She held her 
breath and dived deeper, taking his pulsating dick all the way in until her 
head was tight against his hairy crotch. 

"Ohhhh, FFFFFUUUCCCKKKKK!" Bob cried, reaching down with his right hand and 
digging his powerful fingers into her head as Joanne sucked crazily at his 
stabbing dick. 

Joanne wanted to keep his dick in her. She began to like the feel of the 
long, big-headed pole inside her mouth and his groin hunching against her 
face. She moaned every time the teen's heavy fuck-sac slapped against her 
chin. The blonde felt his strong leg muscles batter her slender shoulders as 
the teen seemed to get ready to fire his heavy load. 

"Unngh! Unngh! Unnnghh!" Bob cried out with every forward hard thrust. 
Joanne was letting her head slide up until the bulge of his cock disappeared 
from her throat. She sucked in all through her nose, keeping Bob's drooling 
dick tightly clamped in her mouth. Her tongue lashed over it like a silken 
whip, licking, tasting, coiling, and curling at and around the teen's 
trembling rod. 

"Change of mind, babe," Bob gasped out as he reeled back on his heels and 
yanked his cock out of her mouth. 

"Good, good, gooooood," Joanne murmured like a half-wit. She enjoyed sucking 
his cock. But now the woman realized that he was planning on fucking her. 
For the first time in six months she was going to have her aching cunt-walls 
stretched by a hard, long, thickly veined cock! Her snatch-lips sprang wide 
open in frenzied excitement and expectation as Joanne spread her silky 
thighs apart as wide as she could. "Want my dick, babe? Want it between 
those lips of yours?" Bob asked sneeringly as he lowered both hands and 
trailed his callused fingertips across the juice-slicked pussy-lips. 

"Ohhh! OHHHHHHHHH!" Joanne screamed, closing her eyes and digging her head 
into the bed as she tossed her box high into the air. She wanted something 
in her twitching box. It demanded to be filled, stuffed to the hilt with 
cock-meat. 

"Jesus! You haven't been fucked in years!" Bob cried out as he tugged at her 
outer labes. 

"NOOOO! NOOOOOO! NOOOOO!" Joanne cried out, flailing her arms and legs 
uncontrollably in the air as she felt a fire rage out of control between her 
legs. Every motion of the teen's powerful fingers sent shocks of sexual 
electricity up to her sputtering clit, then out to her poking nipples. She 
felt herself suffocating, gasping for air as the teen continued to pull and 
tug at her cunt-juice-soaked labes. 

"Maybe mom needs a little eat-job," Bob said as he knelt between her legs. 

Joanne cried out happily as she lifted them as high as she could. Bob pushed 
his head between her thighs, nuzzling through the tight blonde curls on her 
jerking mound as he opened his mouth wide. 

"Ahhhhhhh," Joanne moaned as she felt a stream of hot, wet breath blow 
through her frazzled pussy hairs. Then suddenly explosions went off in her 
brain as she felt his mouth clamp over her pussy. He took the whole thing 
inside. His teeth sank into the fleshy lips as the bay's tongue snaked in 
her cunt. He sucked onto her like a leech, eating her snatch until Joanne 
was trembling and moaning and twisting her ass up to his face. She clamped 
her trembling legs over his head, tapping him tightly against her crotch. 
She felt his thick tongue sanding over the throbbing red head of her clit. 

"AIYEEEEE!" Joanne cried out as she though she was going to come in the 
teen's mouth. 

"Feel my dick again," Bob moaned. 

Joanne cried out as the vibrations from his talking rippled through her 
rumbling snatch. The blonde reached out and clutched the teen's dick with 
her fingers, trying to draw it up to her pussy. She wriggled her ass higher 
as she tried to position herself for the initial drive that would send that 
swollen shaft torpedoing into her twat. 

"Fuck me!" Joanne begged again. 

"Beg better for it," Bob moaned, pulling his head away from the hot, hairy 
gash. He stuck his right forefinger into the mushy hole, playing teasingly 
with Joanne's wriggling clit as he watched her thrash on the groaning bed. 

"Dick! Dick!" the blonde panted, rolling her head from side to side as 
strands of blonde hair stuck to her sweaty forehead. 

"Louder, bitch!" 

"Give it to me. Stick it in me. Please, do it to me! Ohhh, God! FUCK ME! 
FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEEEEE!" Joanne begged as she felt Bob's cock-head bounce 
against her upturned ass-cheeks. He was still stroking her sensitive flaps 
gently with his fingertips, dipping his fingers into her hot fuck-hole 
occasionally as if to relieve the almost unbearable ache that gripped her 
clit and cunt. But all his fingering did was stoke up an already nova-like 
fire until Joanne was afraid that she was going to piss in bed. 

"Oh yeah, yeah" Bob moaned as he rubbed his hands across her spongy tits 
now. Joanne lay still, holding her breath as she felt Bob's big dick-head 
bouncing higher and higher until its hot tip tickled the wiry hairs just 
around her gaping, dark-red gash. 

"NOW! NOOOWWWWWWW!" Joanne screeched incoherently. She felt that familiar, 
unbearable itch gripping her clit. Her pussy-lips fluttered and banged 
against one another as she waited for the teen to squeeze his hairy 
ass-cheeks together and drive his drooling rod deep into her hole. 

"Right NOW!" Bob echoed Joanne as he closed his eyes and dived down. 

Joanne closed her eyes and clenched her teeth together as she felt Bob's 
smooth, bulbous cock-head jamming hard against her cunt-lips. Suddenly they 
sprang open again and sucked in the thick tip of the teen's raging hard-on. 

"OHHHHHH!" Joanne moaned. The stuffed feeling was almost a painful one. 
"OHHH, SOOOOOO BIG!" she cried out as Bob kept driving more of his cock into 
her upturned pussy. Every inch of hard cock-meat that he sank into her 
hungry, horny cunt made the blonde babble and moan as she raked his broad 
shoulders with her fingernails. 

"A nice, tight cunt! Shit, you haven't gotten any dick for a long time now," 
Bob moaned as his fingers dug into the soft flesh of Joanne's splayed 
thighs. She groaned with delight as the teen pushed them back and out until 
she was trapped underneath lam. All she could do was roll a little as her 
steaming pussy ate and kissed the fat hunk of dick-meat. 

"Fuck me! FUCK IT, BITCH!" Bob cried out. Each powerful stroke was better 
than the last. Joanne felt the teenager's heavy balls thudding and slapping 
against her upturned ass. Each powerful downward hunch sent sharp blasts of 
unspeakable pleasure through Joanne's twisting, bucking body until she began 
to screech and shriek for more and more cock. 

"Take it, bitch! Take more of it! You want my dick, bitch? You want Jim's 
cock, too? Maybe your own sonny-boy's prick reaming inside your hot 
snatch'll turn you on, huh?" Bob cried out crazily as he rotated his 
powerful thighs, churning his prick around in her sucking cunt like a 
piston. 

The words drove Joanne up to higher plateaus of excitement. She pictured Jim 
and Doug hammering their swollen dicks into her while Bob drove his cock 
into her mouth again. She'd never been fucked in the ass before. But 
suddenly Joanne wanted to take on all three guys at once. 

"More! More!" Joanne groaned as her snatch spasmed crazily. Bob's hot pole 
sank deeper into her hot hole. Joanne felt her spasming cunt-walls contact 
suddenly, gripping the teen's sinking prick like a powerful fist. She didn't 
want to let go of his cock. She wanted to have that Thick, blood-filled 
prick jammed deep inside her snatch forever. Her box had been starved for 
too long to let go of a cock now. Electric flashes of unutterable delight 
shot through her pussy to her asshole and back again as Rob began to slam 
rhythmically in and out of her box. The teen lowered his head and started to 
flick his tongue against her fully erect nipples. Joanne heaved her firm 
ass-cheeks high in the air as she felt a series of fit-sparking contractions 
rip through her pussy. "AIYEEEE! OHHH, FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Joanne screeched, 
kicking her right leg in the air as Bob's humping body crushed her deeper 
and deeper into the mattress. Joanne shoved upward, impaling her twitching 
cunt on Bob's driving cock. 

"Like it, babe? Like it?" Bob panted. 

Joanne couldn't believe that stupid question. She'd never felt anything so 
good in her life. The itch that had bothered her for six months was getting 
stronger with each passing second now. The scratching of the teen's cock 
egged her snatch on to higher levels of lust as Joanne bucked, thrashed and 
heaved. 

"God! GODDDDD!" Joanne answered, rolling her head from side to side. While 
Bob screwed his ass one way, Joanne rotated her ass the other, getting as 
much friction from the plunging cock as she could. Their hot, sweaty bodies 
ground over one another with loud sucking sounds as Bob s prick swirled, 
plunged and churned in the woman's twat. 

"Babe, babe," Bob moaned as he wrapped his thick lips around her right 
nipple and started sucking wildly at the brown, hard flesh. Joanne was so 
worked up that she wanted the teen to bite hard into the flesh. She wanted 
him to suck her whole tit into his mouth and chew into the swollen flesh as 
he clawed at her wriggling clit. 

"Gonna come! Gonna come!" Bob moaned as he pulled his mouth off her nipple 
and moved his face to the center of her chest. Joanne noticed that the 
teen's breathing was getting more irregular as he started sucking first at 
one tit, and then at the other. He drew as much of the hot flesh of one jug 
into his mouth as he could and sucked hard, flicking his thick tongue over 
the spongy mass and sinking his teeth gently into the tit. Then he let go, 
moving to the center and licking at her chest before moving to the other tit 
and repeating his tonguing/sucking action. At the same time Joanne felt the 
teen reaching down between her legs and flicking his fingers lightly over 
her beating clit while he continued to hammer at her squishing pussy. 
Everything in her body was responding to the bay's movements. He was jacking 
her off while fucking and sucking at the same time. It was more than Bill 
had ever done to her. She was amazed that Bob knew so much about satisfying 
a woman. 

"AYYYYEEE! OHHHH, SHITTT!" 

"Fuck! Fuck!" Bob repeated as he tugged frenziedly at her hot mound of 
cunt-flesh. "ARRRGHHHHH! UNNNHHHHHH!" Joanne cried out wildly as she locked 
her ankles behind Bob's neck and heaved upward with every ounce of strength 
she had. "Yessss! Yesssssss!" she hissed as Bob slid his hands down to her 
cunt-lips and started playing with the fleshy hot labes. She felt her flaps 
quiver and spring open, only to clamp down hard on the plunging hard-on and 
probing fingers as the teen ran his hands slowly up and down. Occasionally 
he snaked them through the juice-slicked hairs of her swollen muff, toying 
with the wiry pussy-fur as Joanne felt herself losing complete control of 
her body. 

"F-F-FUCCCCKKK M-M-MEEEEEEEEEE!" the woman shrieked again as Bob suddenly 
squeezed her fat hot labes, flicking one finger over her blood-swollen clit. 
It spasmed uncontrollably this writhing body as Joanne tightened her arms 
around the teen's back and dug her head into the pillow. 

"MORE! MORE!" Joanne cried out. But she couldn't imagine how much more Bob 
could give her. She was practically crazy with passion now. He was ramming 
her cunt crazily, slamming his groin against her box like a hammer. His 
fuck-sac slapped against her reddening ass-flesh as Joanne's tits bounced 
and quivered with each downward thrust. 

"COMING! COMING!" Joanne cried as the teen dug his fingertips into Joanne's 
thighs and slammed his cock down with one massive hunch. 

"ARRGHHHH! NOOOOOOO!" Joanne cried out as she felt herself sinking into some 
big, dark well of sexual pleasure. She felt his hot prick-meat swell up 
suddenly and quiver inside her snatch, battering and beating the sensitive 
cunt-walls. Joanne groaned and screamed as the first wad of sticky, teenage 
jizz sprayed into her clenching cunt. The heat, the groans, the friction, 
and the hot, wet sensation of cum spattering against the spasming sides of 
her pussy were finally too much for her. Joanne felt a massive explosion go 
off somewhere deep in her belly, then soar up to her tits and down to her 
pussy. It was the kind of explosion she'd been praying for for six months. 

"ARRGHH! UNNGHHHHHH! AIYEEE!" Joanne shrieked mindlessly as she nearly threw 
herself off the bed. Her entire body seemed to melt away in unutterable 
ecstasy as she felt rivers of Bob's cum fill up her box and spill out over 
her sputtering snatch-lips. 

"SCREAM IT OUT, BITCH!" Bob cried as he slammed his cock into her clawing 
pussy again. 

"UNNGHHH! AHHHHHHHHHH!" Joanne cried again as she felt her snatch-walls 
tighten up and snap tightly around Bob's cum-spewing cock. Her cunt was 
blasting away now, milking, tugging, pulling at the teen's jerking cock as 
she rolled back and forth on the bed. Bob held her tightly down to the 
sweat-stained mattress as Joanne continued to writhe under him like a crazed 
snake. 

"FUCK! ARRGHHHHH! NOOQI NOOO! NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" the blonde screeched as wave 
after wave of orgasmic spasms gripped every square inch of her bucking body. 
The woman dug her fingernails into Bob's back, tearing at his rough skin as 
she screamed, moaned and whimpered in total ecstasy. 

"UNNNN! Unnnghhhhh!" Joanne finally groaned as she felt the last contraction 
ripple through her pussy. At the same time she noticed that Bob had dumped 
the last wad of cum from his cunt-buried cock and was fighting to get back 
his breath. 

"God, God," he moaned over and over as sweat dripped off his forehead and 
splashed onto Joanne's glistening jugs. 

"You don't know, you don't know," Joanne moaned, trying to complete the 
sentence. But all she could do was lie there and moan softly to herself. Six 
months without this! She couldn't believe that she'd waited this long for a 
fuck. Only now Joanne realized how much she needed cock-meat. Even while the 
last spasms of orgasm died away deep in the roots of her rumbling box, the 
blonde knew that Bob's fucking had turned an animal loose in her pussy. She 
didn't know what was going to happen now. But one thing was sure. She wasn't 
going to lead the life of a nun any more. 

"Wow, you're one hell of a fuck!" Bob finally muttered as he hunched back 
and drew his limp prick slowly out of Joanne's protesting pussy. 

"Mmmmmmmmmm, it's been a long time," Joanne admitted, sorry that the teen 
yanked his cock out of her cunt so soon. 

"I'll say. Shit, even the girls up near the academy don't fuck round like 
you do," Bob said, collapsing on the bed next to her and reaching over to 
her tits. 

"You guys do this often?" Joanne asked, wandering what kind of girl Doug 
wanted. 

"Only on weekends. The damned staff up there keeps us pretty busy during the 
week. But when Saturday come, well. . . " Bob said as he pinched her right 
nipple playfully. 

"Mmmmmmm. And who said old broads can't fuck?" Bob said, laughing softly. 

"Old broads!" Joanne cried out indignantly. 

"Just kidding, Mrs. Hill. Shit, your body's better than most of the ones 
I've screwed," the teen said as he slid down slightly and started licking at 
Joanne's right nipple. As she closed her eyes and shoved her tit into Bob's 
mouth, the blonde wondered if her son was just as experienced as his hot, 
hung friend. 

 Chapter Three 

"Please don't tell Doug about last night," Joanne whispered to Rob over the 
kitchen table the next morning. 

"Why not? He might want to get it on with his old lady," the teen said 
softly, winking at her as he finished drinking his glass of orange juice. 

"No! Don't!" Joanne said, trying to fight down the hot, tight feeling that 
gripped her pussy at Bob's suggestion. Her cunt had become like a forest 
fire now. The teen had ignited something down deep in her box that couldn't 
be put out with just his loads of hot jizz. Even her son was turning her on! 

"Come on, Mrs. Hill. This is 1976. Nobody's a prude now. If I had a mother 
who looked like you, shit, I'd try to crawl into her panties," Bob said as 
he looked around to make sure no one heard him. 

"I don't care if this is 1976. I don't want to hear talk like that around 
Doug," Joanne hissed quietly as she heard her son climbing down the stairs. 

"Okay, okay. But that doesn't mean that I can't crawl back into your sack 
later on," Bob whispered as he turned around to greet his friend. 

"HI, Mom!" Doug chirped out as he walked over to his mother and hugged her 
gently. 

"Ohhh, sit down and finish your breakfast," Joanne said, flushing red as she 
flashed a quick glance at Bob and saw him smiling broadly at her, He seemed 
to know more about her feelings than she did. 

"Sorry about coming home late last night, but Jim and I just got to talking 
and, well, you know how it is," Doug said as he started downing his 
pancakes. 

"That's okay. Your mother and I had a nice talk last night," Bob said, 
smiling slyly at Joanne. 

"You were up? I thought you said you were going to bed," Doug said, looking 
at his mother curiously. 

"Oh, I... I couldn't sleep and came downstairs to watch television. Bob came 
in and we had a little chat," Joanne stammered out as she flashed a warning 
look at Bob. 

"Christ! I hope he didn't tell you any of my secrets," Doug said, kicking 
his friend playfully in the shin. 

"Where's your other friend?" Joanne asked, desperately trying to change the 
subject. 

"Still in bed. Why don't you wake him up, Mrs. Hill?" Bob asked, stifling a 
laugh that was building in his belly. 

Before Joanne could answer, Jim waked slowly into the room and smiled hello 
to the blonde. 

"Come on Jimmy. Eat breakfast fast. I want to show you around the rest of 
the neighborhood," Doug said as he got up and opened the refrigerator door. 

Joanne stood quietly at the other end of the kitchen, leaning against the 
sink as she stared at the three eating teens. The image of all of them 
fucking her at once came back to her suddenly. She'd had it slip through her 
mind when Bob was fucking her. Now it came back in all its fury, making her 
legs tremble and her knees almost buckle from under her. Joanne had to fight 
back the almost overpowering urge to blurt out, "I want to fuck all of you 
now!" 

Doug was the first to finish. 

"I'll be outside, slowpokes," he said, running over to his mother and 
kissing her lightly on the forehead before running out the back door. Joanne 
tried to ignore Bob's stares and winks as Jim finished next and said 
good-bye politely to her. 

"Well, should I pretend to be sick or something?" the teen asked as Jim 
disappeared out of the kitchen. 

"What do you mean?" Joanne asked nervously as she felt her snatch fire up 
like a blast furnace. Rob had gotten up from the table and walked slowly 
over to her. Joanne automatically shifted her eyes down from his face to his 
crotch and noticed that something was twitching and pressing against his 
jeans. 

"Come on, Mrs. Hill," the teen said as he rubbed his crotch against her 
thighs. 

"Don't! They'll see you! They're waiting for you," Joanne panted as she felt 
her nipples poking angrily against her tight bra. 

"Okay. Play hard-to-get. Maybe you're a little tired of my dick. Maybe I'll 
send Doug home to satisfy his mother's snatch," Bob said a little sullenly. 

Joanne realized the teen night blurt put something if she were to send him 
away angry. 

"No, it's not that. It's just that, I mean, I've just got to get my bead 
together. I mean, it's been six months since-since, well you know what. And 
I'm confused about it all. Especially when the man who-who laid me was only 
eighteen. It's a little strange for me to accept that, especially since I'm 
over thirty," Joanne said unevenly as she felt Bob's big hands crawl 
invitingly over her goose-fleshed, hot skin. 

"Hey, don't worry about that," Bob said, the tone of his voice suddenly 
changed. "Like I told you last night, you're better than most girls I've 
fucked half your age." 

"Please, just let me think it out," Joanne insisted, reaching up and gently 
pushing the teen away. 

"Okay, I understand," Bob said, smiling gently at the blonde, then giving 
her a playful pat on her ass before he ran out the back door. 

"Ohhhhhh!" Joanne cried out, reaching behind her to the sink for support. 
She almost told Bob to pretend to be sick so that she could wrap her legs 
around his back and get fucked by the teen all over again. 

"Be home late this afternoon!" Doug shouted out as he, Jim and Bob walked 
down the street. 

Joanne waved cheerily through the side window and watched the three teens 
until they disappeared around the corner. 

"God, what am I going to do?" Joanne asked out loud as she leaned against 
the wall and ran the fingers of her right hand through her long blonde hair. 
The tight, hot feeling in her pussy was growing stronger and stronger. 
Joanne knew that she needed a cock soon to bring her off or she'd be unable 
to do anything around the house. The blonde almost wished that Bob hadn't 
fucked her last night. Before his cock spat out its jizz in her pussy, at 
least Joanne could move around. Now all she could think of was dick and how 
to get more of it. She was beginning to feel she was a nympho. 

"This is silly!" Joanne said to herself out loud as she shook off the 
feeling temporarily and picked up her purse from the living-room coffee 
table. She had shopping to do if she was going to feed those three hungry 
mouths. 

Hungry mouths! Joanne thought to herself as she closed the front door behind 
her. She pictured Doug, Bob and Jim nibbling, gnawing and tearing at her 
swollen pussy-lips like wolves fighting for a piece of meat. 

As she climbed into the car, Joanne wondered where all this hot mushy 
feeling in her cunt would end. 

"Ohhhhh!" Joanne moaned as she threw open the front door to her home and 
dropped the sack of groceries onto the chair near the couch. For four hours 
she'd tried to forget about clicks. And for four hours, all she noticed were 
men's crotches. At the grocery store two fat old men had tried to slide 
their hands across her ass as she was bending down to get some frozen 
vegetables buried in a freezer. The butcher tried to get her in the locker, 
offering her some choice "meats" that weren't out for public display. Even, 
man in the store seemed to guess that she was a woman with an unsatisfied 
pussy. And every man was offering his cock as a chance for her to finally 
scratch that irritating yet lovely itch in her cunt. 

Then Joanne had parked the groceries in the store's meat cooler and decided 
to see a movie. Of course, she by-passed all the Walt Disney flicks and 
managed to sneak into a Pussycat Theater on Santa Monica Boulevard. Joanne 
managed to slip into a seat without attracting any attention. After focusing 
her eyes on the screen, she understood why no one saw hen The movie opened 
with a shot of a blonde sitting at a desk and typing some kind of 
manuscript. As the camera peeped in over her right shoulder, Joanne could 
see what kind of manuscript the girl was working on. It was a porno story, 
and the section of the chapter dealt with two men fucking a woman at the 
same time. The girl would type a few sentences, then stop and reach under 
the desk, obviously fingering herself to get a little relief before getting 
back to her manuscript. 

Then she suddenly pushed the typewriter away from her in obvious irritation. 
She wore a white dress that barely covered the tops of her thighs. Joanne 
could see the girl's nipples poking desperately at the clinging material. As 
the girl reached under her dress, Joanne did the same, feeling the fire in 
her snatch as intensely as the girl on the screen obviously did. 

Then the camera angle changed and focused on the big dark spot between her 
widely spread legs. Wisps of dark hair hung out of either side of her panty 
crotch. The girl was moving her hands slowly until she was rubbing her pussy 
through her panties. Joanne felt her breath getting shorter and shorter as 
she watched a small dark spot appear on the girl's panties, then spread 
until the entire crotch piece was soaked through with hot pussy-juice. This 
was no acting. The girl was working herself up on camera for the whole world 
to see. 

"Mmmmmmmmmm," Joanne moaned out involuntarily as the girl continued to rub 
her pussy. Gradually, she worked one finger into the leg of her panties. 
Joanne felt her mind spinning as she watched the girl's mouth spring open 
and her eyes shut tightly. Her finger-probings became wilder and wilder as 
she reached up and pulled down her dress. The girl's tits flopped out and 
revealed two long, hard spikes at each end. 

As the girl kept on fingering herself up to climax, the door opened up and 
her "boss" stepped in. At first he seemed disgusted at what he saw. Then he 
watched, and slowly started massaging his own groin. When he unzipped his 
pants and pulled out a long, thick, knobby twelve-inch dick, Joanne realized 
she had to get out of the theater or start a scene of her own. 

"Watch it! Hey!" a few men mumbled as Joanne stumbled down the aisle and ran 
out the rear door. She couldn't believe this was happening to her! Just a 
few days ago she was a respectable if somewhat unsatisfied housewife. Now 
here she was, fucking teens behind her own son's back and sneaking into 
porno theaters so that she could get herself off. 

"Like the show, sweet tits?" a leering cashier asked as Joanne tried to 
sneak out of the theater lobby. Everybody seemed to have her number now. 

Joanne walked around the shopping mall near the theater for several hours 
after that scene, flying to understand what was happening inside her mind 
and body. She was beginning to notice looks men gave her that had passed 
over her head before. If it weren't for the last shred of respectability 
that she still clung to, Joanne would have fallen down on her back and 
invited every man in the shopping mall to have at her cunt. 

"Got to get relief!" Joanne mumbled to herself as she shut the door behind 
her and raced to the stairs. She still had some time before the guys got 
home. She was in no condition to meet them now at the front door, Her old 
friend Mr. Dildo would take care of that itch for the time being. 

"Mmmmmmmm," she moaned as she tore off her blouse, skirt, bra and panties. 
Every movement seemed to spark off new shocks of sensual electricity in her 
hot pussy. As the blonde turned around to her bed, she looked into the 
full-length mirror on the adjoining bathroom door. 

"Not bad for a thirty-nine-year old broad," she said out loud as she admired 
her full, ripe titties and smooth thighs. Bob was right. She did have a 
better shape than most women even half her age. There were no wrinkles, 
stretch marks, or sagging jugs on her body. 

Joanne inhaled sharply. And a plastic cock was going to take care of that 
body now. She sighed, then rolled onto the bed, reaching under the box 
springs and pulling out a white, ten-inch-long vibrator. 

"Mmmmmmmmmm," Joanne moaned as she turned on the button and felt the 
vibrations go through her fingers. Almost immediately she felt her clit pop 
vp and begin to vibrate in time to the dildo. Joanne lay back and spread her 
legs wide 

"Got to get relief!" Joanne mumbled to herself as she shut the door behind 
her and raced to the stairs. She still had some time before the guys got 
home. She was in no condition to meet them now at the front door, Her old 
friend Mr. Dildo would take care of that itch for the time being. 

"Mmmmmmmm," she moaned as she tore off her blouse, skirt, bra and panties. 
Every movement seemed to spark off new shocks of sensual electricity in her 
hot pussy. As the blonde turned around to her bed, she looked into the 
full-length mirror on the adjoining bathroom door. 

"Not bad for a thirty-nine-year old broad," she said out loud as she admired 
her full, ripe titties and smooth thighs. Bob was right. She did have a 
better shape than most women even half her age. There were no wrinkles, 
stretch marks, or sagging jugs on her body. 

Joanne inhaled sharply. And a plastic cock was going to take care of that 
body now. She sighed, then rolled onto the bed, reaching under the box 
springs and pulling out a white, ten-inch-long vibrator. 

"Mmmmmmmmmm," Joanne moaned as she turned on the button and felt the 
vibrations go through her fingers. Almost immediately she felt her clit pop 
vp and begin to vibrate in time to the dildo. Joanne lay back and spread her 
legs wide apart as she moved the artificial cock up to her cunt-lips. 

"Ahhhhhhhh!" she cried out, wailing the cool smooth tip of the dildo along 
the hairy outer edges of her furry cunt. The vibrator plowed through the 
thick, blonde forest of curly cunt hairs as the instrument seemed to turn 
her pussy into a mass of silly putty. 

"Oh, Bob, Bob!" Joanne moaned as she started poking the first few inches of 
the plastic dick into her sucking snatch. She pictured the powerful teenager 
as he was last night-slightly drunk, passionate, drooling with lust as he 
battered her upturned twat with his twitching dick. 

"Mmmmm, Doug! Doug!" Joanne moaned, realizing barely that the image of the 
man over her was gradually changing. Slowly, she saw that it was her son she 
was thinking of, crouching over her writhing body and tickling the tips of 
her tits with his long tongue as he whispered filthy obscenities in her ear. 

"Ohhh, noooo!" Joanne cried out, trying to drive the picture out of her 
mind. But it kept coming back. As she dug more inches of the vibrator into 
her mushy box, Joanne saw her son's eyes glaze over with unutterable lust. 

"Doug! Doug!" she moaned again, realizing now that it was her son she 
wanted. His cock was the one that could put out the fire raging in her 
spasming box. 

"Mom!" someone somewhere seemed to answer her. 

At first Joanne thought it was her own active imagination. Then gradually 
she realized someone was standing in the doorway to her bedroom. 

"What? I- OH, MY GOD!" Joanne shrieked, pulling the dildo out of her snatch 
and throwing it wildly across the room. She reached down and pulled the 
covers tightly to her tits as her face flushed wildly red with shame. 

"I-I didn't know. I mean-" Doug stammered, leaning against the doorway and 
staring hotly at his mother. Joanne wanted to crawl into the deepest hole 
she could find and pull the ground over her head. Her son had found her in 
the worst possible position, moaning his name over and over. There wasn't 
any. way she could bluff her way out of this one. Only an idiot wouldn't 
understand the significance of her groans. 

"Doug, I can explain. I mean, I can't in a way. But you've got to realize. 
It's been a long time since your father's died and-well, I'm a normal woman 
with-" Joanne stammered. 

"With abnormal needs?" Doug finished. 

"Oh, God!" Joanne moaned, lowering her head and burying her face in her 
hands. 

"Christ! That fuckin' thing's bad enough. But what were you doing calling 
out my name?" the teen asked, pushing himself into the bedroom. 

"I-I can't explain it," Joanne moaned, wishing that her son would run out of 
the house. She could take him shouting out what he'd found to everyone in 
the neighborhood. But he was trying to understand everything. Even in this 
situation, Joanne could feel her snatch rumbling crazily. She didn't know if 
she could keep her hands off him now. 

"Do-do you want me to fuck you?" Doug finally asked, sitting gently down on 
the bottom corner of the bed. 

"What? WHAT?" Joanne cried out, hardly believing what she heard him ask. 

"I said, do you want me to fuck you? I mean, if you do, I'll take care of 
it," Doug said simply. 

"I-I don't understand. I-" 

"I was almost glad when Dad died," Doug confessed after a long pause. 

"Doug!" Joanne cried out, dropping the covers and revealing her big jugs. 

"I was! I used to hear the two of you fucking for what seemed like hours. I 
wanted to be where he was, jamming his big dick into you! You don't know how 
I used to jack off behind the door. I used to try to time my coming with 
yours!" 

"Jesus!" Joanne cried out again, feeling her pussy warm up like a toaster. 

"I got pretty good at it. I'd close my eyes and wet down my fingers, 
pretending that they were your snatch-lips. Then I'd picture you wriggling 
all around under me as I slipped my dick into you. Then just when I heard 
you come, I shot my wad," the teen confessed. 

"Oh, honey, I didn't know. Oh, Jesus, if I had. Oh, God," Joanne said, 
pushing down the coven until the top curls around her snatch came into view. 

"But we can take care of that now, can t we?' Doug asked. 

Joanne looked into her son's deep-blue eyes and felt her heart pound wildly. 

"Yes! Yes, God, yesssss!" Joanne cried out as she reached forward and 
wrapped her arms around Doug's slender neck. She closed her eyes and opened 
her mouth as she felt his breath blow against her cheeks. In one flash, all 
her dreams had come true. Her son's mouth was clamped tightly down on her 
lips, sucking her tongue into his oral cavity as his hands crawled up her 
flat belly towards her hanging jugs. 

"Jesus, Doug. I need your cock. Oh, God, Mom's got an itch down there that 
needs to be scratched. Oh, God, do it for me, honey," Joanne moaned. She 
knew she didn't have to talk like that to her son. But it excited her to do 
it. 

"Get your mouth on my cock, Mom," Doug answered, starting to pull his Levi's 
open. 

"Mmmmmm," Joanne murmured, jerking her mouth away from Doug's and plunging 
her head down between the teen's legs. Before Doug could stop her, she 
started working her lips around her son's big dick through his Levi's. 
Joanne could feel his cock throbbing with her lips, and timed her oral 
massage with the vibrating of Doug's big, knobby prick. 

"Shiiiit," the teen moaned, reaching down and gently holding onto his 
mother's bobbing head with his hands as Joanne started at the base of the 
teen's cloth-imprisoned prick and worked her way to the top. She slid back 
to the base again and repeated her actions, soon soaking the material with 
her spittle. Automatically Doug began thrusting his hips back and forth, 
arching his back to force his stiff cock against Joanne's hot face. "Ohhhhh! 
Nnnnnnghhhh! Ohhh, Mom! Mom! I can't- Oh, fuckin' Jeeesus!" Doug kept 
moaning. 

Joanne loved hearing her son groan like that. If her session with Bob was 
dragged out, she wanted this one to last all afternoon and into the night. 
It was her son she'd been wanting all along. And now that she had him, she 
wasn't going to let him go all that fast. 

"Shit!" the teen cried out, then broke down into a series of guttural growls 
and sobs as Joanne reached up and started unbuttoning his fly. 

"Cock! Cock!" Joanne whispered huskily as she ripped open his Levi's. 

"Easy... Ohhhhh, SHITTTTT!" the teen cried out as the full length of his 
hot, hard rod sprang out into the air. Joanne jerked her head back. If Bob's 
cock was big, Doug's was mammoth. It was almost the image of her late 
husband's prick. Thick, long blue veins wrapped themselves the full eleven 
inches of the teen's dick, throbbing with each beat of Doug's heart. The 
tightly stretched cock-skin seemed to grow slicker and shinier with each 
passing second. Joanne's widely opened eyes traveled from the thick, 
hair-covered root of Doug's dick up to the purple, flanged, tip of the 
teenager's quivering shaft. A tiny opaque drop of cum oozed out of the long 
slash at the tip of his prick-head and trickled down the tightly stretched 
skin of Doug's dick-tip. 

"I want that cock!" Joanne said determinedly. 

"Mom, easy. I'm gonna come if you-" the teen started to say. 

But Joanne had other plans besides talking. Gently she pressed the thick rod 
between her fingers, forcing the piss-slit open farther. Another small drop 
of jizz oozed out as the teen groaned with delight. As she pressed her thumb 
hard against the sensitive underside of Doug's stiffened cock, Joanne slowly 
slid her index finger up over the crown and began to smear the clear fluid 
around in circles on the teen's silky cock-head. 

"Fuck! Fuckkkkkkk!" Doug moaned. 

Joanne looked up and saw her son close his eyes and bite down into his lower 
lip. His hips jerked, then hunched forward with every gentle squeeze the 
blonde gave her son's fully extended dick. 

"UNNIIHHHH!" the teen cried out again as Joanne reached out and placed one 
hand around his slender waist. 

"Please. Get out of those damned clothes," Joanne said urgently. 

"Mom, are you sure? I mean, there's no going back if we-" Doug started to 
say. 

"I want your dick up my cunt. Does that sound like I don't know what I'm 
doing?" Joanne asked him, seeing that he was just as unsure about mother-son 
fucking as she was. Somebody had to take the lead now, and she was going to 
take it if he didn't. 

"Okay. Shit, I can't believe this is happening," the teen said as he slid 
off the bed and unbuttoned his shirt quickly. 

 Chapter Four 

"Turn the dildo off," Joanne whispered as she watched Doug slowly milking 
his jerking dick. Hot flashes rushed through her body, making her clit push 
to the top of her quivering cunt while her pussy-lips swelled more and more. 

"I'll think about that later," Doug said mysteriously as he walked slowly up 
to the bed. The anticipation of feeling her son's body crushing down on hers 
was too much for Joanne. She closed her eyes and raised her hands, trailing 
her fingertips across her stiff, reddened nipples. 

"Ohhh, God. Suck my titties! Oh, Jeeeesus, suck my titties," Joanne moaned 
over and over. 

"I'll tip them off," Doug growled as he stopped at the edge of the bed and 
watched his mother play with herself. 

"UNNGHHHH!" she cried out, pinching her tit-tips between her fingers. Joanne 
kicked her legs farther apart and groaned again when she felt a rush of cool 
air blast against her fiery cunt. The blonde babbled incoherently as she 
felt steaming, bubbling cunt-juice oozing out of her fat lips and drenching 
the top sheet under her squirming firm ass. 

"Jesus!" Doug said as he finally crawled onto the bed and slid up to his 
mother. 

"Oh, God, baby, you don't know how long I've waited for this," Joanne said, 
reaching over and stroking her son's hot, flushed face with her right hand. 

"Me, too," Doug groaned, reaching down and running his right hand up and 
down the full hot length of her jerking prong. 

"God! SHITT!" Joanne cried out angrily, growing impatient as she felt spasms 
rip through her jerking pussy. "I want that cock up my cunt," she said 
huskily as she watched drops of lubricant drip out of Doug's expanding 
piss-slit. Joanne licked her lower lip, fighting the desire to run her 
tongue along those big veins that throbbed hard against his taut prick-skin. 
She wanted to move her lips until they clamped around the teen's pulsating 
cock-head where she'd be able to taste those early drops of salty fizz. 

"Touch me! Oh, God!" Joanne begged. 

But Doug kept teasing her, rubbing his fingers slowly up and down his 
twitching cock while he stared at her quivering, juicing red slash. 

"Something! Do SOMETHING!" Joanne cried out desperately as she lowered her 
right hand to her groin. She spread her burning cunt-lips apart, rubbing the 
itching, aching slick pussy-walls with her fingertips. Joanne almost jerked 
her hand away, feeling a surprising blast of hot air hitting her hands when 
she pulled those fluttering labes apart. 

"Wow, Mom!" Doug said enthusiastically, watching the show carefully. 

Joanne wiggled her ass back and forth against the groaning mattress, rubbing 
her thighs together and trapping her fingers inside her snatch while she 
played with herself. Joanne moved her hand up slightly, strumming her clit 
like a harp string. Suddenly she felt a series of hard contractions rip 
through her cunt. Her eyes flew open in wild surprise and she arched her 
back in reaction to the tearing spasms. Joanne impaled her snatch on her 
probing fingers, reaming it out with tiny circular motions before she 
slammed her butt-cheeks back on the bed and looked hotly at her son. 

"I'll come this way if you don't do something fast," Joanne warned him. 

"Okay," Doug said simply, reaching over and sliding his hand quickly between 
her thighs. Suddenly she felt lightning flash up against her cunt and 
thunder blow up in her brain as Doug grabbed her red, throbbing clit between 
his thumb and forefinger and pinched it. 

"AIYEEEEEEEE!" Joanne cried out, heaving her ass up in the air as she pulled 
her fingers out of her cunt and wrapped her hands around Doug's neck. 

"Hot! You're really hot for my cock, aren't you, Mom?" Doug said as he 
stroked her sputtering mound of sex-flesh gently. 

"NNNGGGG! NNNNNNGGCGGG!" was all Joanne could say. 

Doug then pulled his hand out of her sucking snatch and ran his finger 
lightly along the edge of her hot gash. Joanne moaned, begging him to stick 
his fingers back into her pussy. But he kept on teasing his mother. He 
played with the tight blonde curls of her matted twat hairs, toying with 
them as he continued to lightly massage her quivering labes. 

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuckkkkkkk!" Joanne groaned, squeezing her firm buttocks 
together and heaving her snatch up. She tried to signal him with her fiery 
muff, waving it like a battle banner in the air and hoping he'd dive back 
into her thundering twat. 

But Doug had a mind of his own. He'd waited just as long as Joanne for this 
opportunity. And like his mother, he wasn't going to blow the whole scene 
out the window with a quick suck/fuck job. 

"Dick! Dick!" Joanne shouted out, thrashing on the couch as he worked the 
slippery edges of her fat, hot lips together with his right hand. At the 
same time Doug reached up with his left and rolled his palm hard over her 
erect, sparking right nipple. 

"JEEEEEEEESUS!" Joanne cried as incredible flashes of heat seared her pussy 
and tits. 

"That's it, Mom. When I shove my cock in you, I want you howling the roof 
down," Doug groaned as he slid his hand slowly away from her slick snatch 
and trailed it along the full length of her smooth, tapered legs. 

"Fuck M-M-Meeeee!" Joanne stammered, feeling her snatch rumble hungrily. She 
needed something up her hot box now. She could feel her cunt muscles 
trembling, whimpering for Doug's prick. She rolled her head back and forth 
on the bed, her long blonde hair tangling across her nose and mouth as she 
gasped and whined for dick. 

"Okay, Mom. Here it comes," Doug groaned as he rolled between Joanne's 
widely splayed legs and. grabbed his cock with both hands, pointing it down 
at her quivering box. 

"Fuck! FUCK! Fuck!" Joanne cried out happily, closing her eyes tightly and 
holding her breath as she waited for the initial plunge to blow her out of 
the world. "AIYEEEE! UNNGHHHHH! OOOOOOOOH!" Joanne screamed at the top of 
her lungs. Doug had fooled her. He was still playing games with her. It 
wasn't cock she was getting. It was her son's mouth, hot and open, fitted 
tightly around her hot hole! 

"MGGGGFFFF!" Doug responded as he slid his lips up and down the outer edges 
of her tightening cunt-lips. Occasionally he dug his teeth gently into the 
swollen, slick membranes of her pussy-lips. Every muscle in her crotch ached 
now. Her swollen, twitching clit throbbed unbelievably for release. 

"Fuck ME! YOU SON OF A BITCH, FOR GOD'S SAKE, FUCK ME!" the blonde cried in 
desperation as Doug lapped like a dog at her tightly clenched twat. 

"Shit," Doug answered her as he shoved his head forward. He buried his face 
deep in the folds of her hot snatch as his hands dug and slid under her 
bouncing ass. Doug dug into the firm flesh and held her cheeks so far apart 
that Joanne thought he was going to tear her body apart. 

"Time for your mouth on me now," Doug said as he pulled away from his 
bucking mother. 

"Wh-What?" the blonde stammered as she realized her son had pulled his mouth 
away from her pussy. 

"Suck me! Come on. Don't tell me you never did it before. I used to hear Dad 
groan out how good you were, sucking his cock and licking his balls. I want 
to feel the same thing," Doug said, smiling strangely at his mother. 

Joanne wasn't too much in the mood for cock-sucking now. Her pussy was 
quivering, contracting and sucking in air, begging for instant relief. 
Still, the only one who could give it to her now was asking her to suck his 
cock. If that was the only way she could get his prick up her snatch, well, 
she'd just have to tell her cunt to be patient while she swallowed her son's 
dick. 

"Okay, Doug. You've made your point," Joanne said huskily as she rolled over 
and crouched between her son's legs. She lowered her face until her lips 
brushed against his quivering, long hot dick. Joanne felt the hot tips of 
her swaying boobs brush against the top sheet as she drove her mouth 
suddenly onto Doug's dick. 

"UHHGHHHH!" the teen cried out, closing his eyes and digging his head into 
the mattress.. 

"Mgggffffff," she responded, slowly sliding her hand up from Doug's cock and 
starting to move it up to her son's belly. She pushed it through the thick 
matting of blond cock hair until her fingers began to knead the hot, hard 
flesh of his belly. Rivulets of sweat trickled down Doug's sides, matting 
the forest of crotch hair as Joanne's hands crawled hungrily over his skin. 
They searched out his sunken navel and dug into it, sending Doug into a 
frenzy of lust as he arched his back and drove his prick deeper down 
Joanne's sucking throat. 

"Shit! Yesss! Just like that, mom! Ohhhh, God! Work those lips around 
the-th-th-OHHHHH MY GODDDDD!" Doug howled like a ghost. Joanne felt a flush 
of pride as she felt her son writhing and tossing on the bed. She was glad 
that it was her expert tonguing and sucking that was making her son beg for 
release just as hard as she'd begged for it a few minutes ago. 

As Doug hunched his hips into the air, Joanne unclamped her lips from her 
son's prick and moved her head down quickly, sticking out her tongue and 
running it slowly up and down the tough, wrinkled skin of Doug's heavy 
balls. 

"OHHHHH! OHHHHHHH!" the teen cried out, his body shuddering uncontrollably 
as Joanne shoved her head farther up and popped the teen's fuck sacs in her 
mouth. The hot, baggy flesh tasted fresh and good in her mouth and she 
sucked gently at the leathery balls. 

"UNNGHHHH!" Doug cried out again. Joanne felt his prick bouncing against her 
cheeks as she continued to slather her son's balls with hot spittle. 

"Ohhhhhh!" Joanne cried out, suddenly feeling. Doug's big dick swell up 
inside her cheeks. "Wh-what's wrong?" Doug stammered out, raising his head 
and looking at his mother. 

"I'm not going to have your dark shooting off all over my face," Joanne said 
as she took her mouth and hands away from Doug's quivering cock and 
contracting sacs. She leaned back on her heels, closing her eyes and 
reaching down with her right hand. Joanne started sliding her fingers over 
her swollen, hairy cuntlips all over again. 

"Come on, Mom. I don't think I want to screw around any more," Doug said 
simply. 

"Oh, Christ, yes!" Joanne agreed as she flopped back down on the bed and 
hiked up her knees. At the same time Doug sprang back up and crawled until 
he was kneeling once more between his mother's spread thighs. 

"NOW! JEEESUS, NOW? NOW! NOW!" Joanne cried working herself up to an 
incredible climax. She thought she'd lose her mind when she felt her son's 
hot dick-head bang against her fluttering, parted hot labes. 

"Now!" Doug said quietly as he leaned forward, extending his arms on either 
side of her shoulders as he continued bumping the swollen, drooling tip of 
his jerking prick against her snatch. "Ummmm! Ummmmmmm! UMMMMM!" Joanne 
groaned. 

Doug stopped only for a second to guide his purple, tightly stretched 
dick-head to the bristling wet hairs of Joanne's cunt. With one hard thrust 
he slammed his rod into her cunt. 

"AHHHHHH! AHHHHHHH!" the blonde cried out happily. She threw her head down 
on the bed and screwed up her crotch as she felt her son's hot dick slide 
deeper and deeper into her steaming fuck-hole. 

"ARRRGHHHHHH!" Joanne screeched out again as she felt her swollen labes 
stretch farther and farther apart. They clamped tightly over her son's 
diving dick. As the knob slid in, Joanne's trembling cunt-lips closed 
tightly over it, chewing and gnawing at the hot pole like a big, hairy 
mouth. Doug didn't bury the full length of his cock yet. The two of them lay 
petrified an the bed for several seconds, panting desperately as they both 
drank in the delicious feeling that comes just at the brink of fucking. 

"Now! Now!" Joanne moaned. 

Doug obediently hunched forward, twisting his body back and forth. He 
rotated his sweaty thighs so that his shaft churned and reamed its way 
deeper into her pussy. The spongy, hot cock-head drove her rumbling 
pussy-walls farther apart as Joanne thought she'd pin from the intense 
excitement. 

"OHHHH, MORE! JAM MORE COCK IN MY SNATCH! OHHH, FUCKIN' JEEBEESUS! FUCK ME! 
OHH, YEAH! YEAH! SCREW THE FUCKIN' SHIT OUT OF ME! FUCK ME! FUCK 
MEEEEEEEEE!" the blonde screeched out, screaming more obscenities as she 
felt her son's prick dig deeper and deeper into her cunt. 

"Ohhhh, Mom," Doug panted quietly in answer as he dropped his head on his 
chest and drove his prick into her twat. The teen sank forward, squeezing 
her, pushing her down hard into the groaning bed with his muscular weight as 
he drove the final hot inches into her snatch. Doug pushed his cock fully 
inside her hole as he reached up to squeeze her tits. 

"NNNghhhh!" Joanne moaned helplessly, feeling her nipples squeezed tightly 
between Doug's fingers. 

"Feel my balls, Mom," the teen groaned as he raised his ass and pulled his 
cock almost completely out of her cunt before he fell forward again, jamming 
his prick all the way up her snatch. 

Joanne ground her teeth together and tried to pull herself back to reality. 

"My balls! Balls!" Doug moaned over and over as he started to plunge his 
pecker in and out rhythmically. Joanne reached between their bodies and 
wriggled her hands around until she felt the furry nuts that were slapping 
against her upturned ass-cheeks. Gently and softly she cupped his balls in 
her palm as Doug groaned, sweated and fucked. 

"It's sooo good," she moaned, dropping her hand and grabbing the edge of the 
mattress to keep herself from sailing off the bed. Her legs spread wider 
apart so that Doug's jamming, sliding prick could blast in more easily. 
"WAWWWWWHHH! WAWWWWWHHHH!" Joanne screamed as her son's cock ripped through 
her sucking, squishing cunt like a torpedo. It hammered against her erect 
clit, slamming down harder and harder as he raised his head and clamped down 
his lips around her stiff nipples. 

"OHHH! OHHH! OHHHH!" Joanne screamed as she felt her son's hot, wet mouth 
pulling and tugging at her sensitive tit-flesh. She felt his strong white 
teeth slide over the sparking nipple-ends as his tongue washed the hard 
brown skin at the same time. Joanne thrashed and bucked, feeling like a girl 
out far her first screwing. Hot and cold flashes swept over her body as 
thunder and lightning exploded in her brain. Already she could feel the 
surges of electric sensation sparking from the tip of her clit. It was a 
warning signal that her orgasm was just a few seconds away. 

"Now, Mom! Oh, fuck! I CAN'T WAIT MUCH LONGER!" Doug cried out wildly. 

Joanne looked up and saw the veins standing out like rope in his neck. 

"Don't, Doug! Wait for me!" Joanne pleaded. 

"Can't! Can't!" her son answered. 

"AHHHHHHRRGHHH! WAWWWHHHH!" the blonde screamed out, desperately trying to 
work herself up to a climax. She could see that her son was about to blow 
his load. There was no way she could stop him from dumping his jizz in her 
snatch now. Joanne realized that she'd have to work hard and fast if she 
wanted to come with her bucking, sweating son. 

"NOW! I'M COMING! COMMMMMMINNNNGG!" the teen screamed as he drove his prick 
hard into her snatch. "NOT READY YET! NOT R-R-READ---" Joanne protested as 
she pumped her cunt up and down, slamming her groin against Doug's as she 
worked herself up to a quick climax. She could feel her son's cock swell up 
enormously in her cunt as his hard, sweating body trembled as if he were 
gripped in a fit. 

"WAIT!" she pleaded as she felt his cock throbbing wildly inside her. 
Joanne's cunt-walls tightened around it now, gripping and milking it as the 
big cock-head spasmed, vibrated, then puffed up. 

"NOOOOOOOOOOO!" Joanne wailed as she felt hot jets of scalding rich cum 
explode deep inside her cunt. That was all she needed. Joanne felt a tidal 
wave of orgasm push up from her belly and crash against her jerking pussy. 
Wave after mind-blasting wave of orgasm racked her cunt, making her 
trembling pussy-walls grip Doug's spraying dick as she flailed wildly on the 
bed. 

"WAWWWWHHHH! ARRGHHH! NNNNGHHHHH!" the two of them screamed. It felt as if 
the entire world was blowing apart with her pussy. Her snatch held onto the 
squirming, shooting cock-meat as wads of jizz oozed out from between her 
tightly stretched cunt-lips and trickled down to the wrinkled top sheet. 

"Oh, God! Oh, my God!" Joanne was finally able to say as she dropped her 
legs in exhaustion to the bed. 

"Mom! That was-was fantastic!" Doug said enthusiastically as he bent down 
and licked the pools of sweat from between her thunderous tits. 

"For six months-" Joanne started to Say, then felt the tears welling up in 
her eyes. 

"Hey, this isn't the time to cry," Doug said, reaching up and wiping a tear 
from her right eye. "Shit, this is the time to throw open the window and 
shout out-I just fucked my own mother!" 

Joanne looked at Doug, then broke out laughing. 

"C-Can you im-imagine what the others would say?" Joanne stammered, trying 
to keep from breaking down as her son laughed hard with her. 

"You'd be surprised about what's going on around the old neighborhood," Doug 
said as he gently pumped his soft dick in and out of her drooling snatch. 

"What do you mean?" Joanne asked curiously 

"Well, I mean this business about a mother sleeping with her son isn't all 
that wild. I mean, you knew the Drew's down the street?" Doug asked. 

Joanne looked curiously at her son and wondered what he was going to tell 
her about them. The family was awfully quiet and kept to themselves most of 
the time. 

"Well, the old lady came home one night and found her husband fucking their 
daughter," Doug said simply, reaching down and playing with Joanne's 
slackening cunt-lips. 

"What? But they always looked so-proper!" Joanne cried out in honest 
surprise. 

"That's their secret. Anyway, the old lady was really burned up. And not 
because she'd found her husband with the daughter. She'd been feeling the 
same thing for the son, but fought the feeling," Doug said, laughing softly 
to himself. 

"So then?" 

"So now the whole damn family's in on the deal. They fuck and suck into all 
hours of the night. Shit! I remember sometimes at school the two guys would 
came in yawning, and they fell asleep in class all the time," Doug said, 
hunching back slightly and pulling his limp dick all the way out. 

"Uhhhhhh," Joanne cried out softly, feeling flashes of delight as Doug's 
dick-head cleared the outer edges of her pussy-lips. 

"In fact, Jim and I snuck over to the Drew's last night," Doug admitted, 
turning a little red. 

"So that's your idea of showing him the town?" Joanne asked a little 
angrily. She was a little offended that Doug would consider peeping through 
somebody else's shutters more exciting than being with his mother. 

"Well, it sure opened his eyes-and mine a little. Shit, you should see what 
the whole darned family's into-dildos, dogs, whips, leather-" Doug started 
to say. 

"I don't care what they're into. All I care about is what's into me," Joanne 
said, reaching up and trailing her fingertips along her son's soft cock. 

"Mmmmm. You keep that up and you'll make me hard all aver again," Doug said, 
glancing down at his mother's pussy and noticing that her labes were 
swelling up again. 

"I could go another time," Joanne murmured, feeling his dick responding to 
her gentle massaging. 

"Yeah, so could I," Doug said, watching his cock swell and lengthen with 
every passing second. 

"Come on. When are your friends coming home?" Joanne asked, feeling her 
brain getting lighter as the heat between her kicking legs grew more 
intense. 

"I ditched them at the shopping mall. Jim and Bob said that they wanted to 
do some shopping. So I decided to come home. Shit, I didn't expect this, 
though," Doug said as he reached down and stroked his fully extended 
hard-on. 

"You know, you never turned off that damned buzzing dildo," Joanne said, 
still feeling a little embarrassed about having her son discover her with a 
plastic dick up her twat. 

"I told you I had plans for it, Mom," Doug said, smiling slyly at her. Then 
he slid off the bed and walked over to the white, buzzing vibrator. Joanne 
shuddered involuntarily as she watched him pick it up and roll it back and 
forth in his right palm. 

"What are you planning for that thing?" Joanne asked nervously as she felt 
her cunt and shit-hole contract at the same time. 

"You've got two holes. It's a shame that one isn't filled when the other 
gets stuffed." 

"Oh, God!" Joanne cried out, watching Doug's hot, blood-heavy dick sway back 
and forth lazily as he walked slowly back to the bed with the vibrator in 
his hand. 

 Chapter Five 

"Ohhh, don't," Joanne groaned as she riveted her eyes on the long, white 
vibrator. She'd never taken two cocks of any kind in her body. Now Doug was 
planning to ram her with his cock in one end, and a dildo in the other! 

"Come on, Mom. You're always one to try something different," Doug said, 
smiling and winking at her as he crawled slowly onto the bed. 

"But that? Ohhh, I don't know," Joanne said warily as she felt her snatch 
and shitter pucker up. 

"Shhhh!" Doug suddenly said, stopping his crawling and perking up his ears. 

"What's-" Joanne started to ask. But Doug put his fingers up to his lips and 
slowly slid off the bed. 

"Doug, wh-" Joanne started again. 

"There's somebody outside the door," the teen said, placing the buzzing 
dildo back on the bed as he crept towards the closed bedroom door. 

"Oh, my God!" Joanne groaned, pulling at the top sheet and covering her body 
with it. She prayed God that her son was wrong. Who could it be? A burglar? 
Bob? Jim? She wondered how she could explain the groans and shouts of a few 
minutes ago to whoever was crouching behind the door. 

"Okay, who's there?" Doug shouted out, turning the knob on the door and 
throwing it open quickly. 

"Fuck!" Jim cried out, stumbling into the room and falling onto the bed. 

"Jim!" Doug and Joanne cried out at the same time. 

"Yeah, Jim," the teen said, staggering to his feet and straightening his 
hair. 

"What are you-" Doug began. 

"Doing back? I got tired of looking at pants and shirts I couldn't afford. 
So I left Bob going through the different stores, and I thought I'd come 
back." 

"So what were you doing behind the door?" Doug asked, a little angry at 
being interrupted this way. 

"Shit, you could hear the two of you screaming and moaning away all through 
the house. I'm surprised that the neighborhood isn't up here jacking off 
while they watch," Jim said, struggling to keep a straight face. 

"Oh, God!" Joanne moaned, flushing red with embarrassment. 

"Hey, don't feel bad, Mrs. Hill. I'll just go on back to the mall and 
pretend I never saw anything," Jim said, glancing quickly at Doug to see how 
he received that suggestion. 

"No sense in doing that. You've already seen it all," Doug sighed as he 
stared at the floor. "But why don't you help me out?" 

"Huh?" Joanne and Jim grunted together. 

"I was going to use the dildo on her. But since you're here, well... " Doug 
said, not finishing the sentence. 

"Now just a second. Don't I get a say in this?" Joanne asked, a little 
miffed by Doug's sudden sense of control and superiority. 

"Sure, Mom. But from the way your eyes just lit up like a couple of 
searchlights, my guess is that your vote is yes," Doug said, smiling broadly 
at Joanne. 

"Hey, do you mean it? I mean, Jesus! That'd be great!" the tall lanky blond 
teen almost shouted out as he reached down and pulled his red flannel shirt 
out from the waist of his Levi's. 

"I think you're gonna like what you see, Mom," Doug said as Jim fumbled with 
the top snap on his jeans. 

"Ohhhhhh!" Joanne cried out in delight as Jim's dick sprang out of his 
trousers. It was incredibly long-about an inch longer than Doug's mammoth 
dong though much thinner. Joanne shuddered, thinking of how much like a 
spear the blond teen's cock would feel up her ass or cunt. 

"Come on, lazy. Get out of those fuckin' jeans and onto the bed. We've got 
some work to do," Doug said as he crawled back onto the sheets and edged up 
to his mother. 

"You still gonna use that thing?" Jim asked as he scratched his big leathery 
balls and climbed onto the bed, also. 

"The dude? Sure. You've got to warm her up somehow," Doug said as he picked 
up the vibrator and waved it invitingly over Joanne's slightly raised pussy. 

"Ohhhh, Godddd!" Joanne moaned. She wanted cock now. She saw the two big 
rods jerking in the air and licked her lower lip in excitement. Both cocks 
were thickly veined and surrounded by vast forests of matted blond crotch 
hair. Both prick-heads were perfectly rounded, flanged at the edges, and 
deep purple when filled with blood. The lengths and widths were different. 
But then Joanne liked variety, and was willing to try them both on for 
comfort. 

"Want this, Mom?" Doug asked as he squeezed his cock-head with the fingers 
of his left hand. An opaque drop of cum tickled out of the cock-slit and 
glimmered in the light. 

"Yess, yessss!" Joanne hissed. She wanted as much prick-meat as she could 
get now. She wanted Doug and Jim to ram her pussy and shitter like she'd 
never been screwed before. She wanted them to fuck her brains to the wall 
while her itching nipples blew off her goose-fleshed titties. 

"Fuck MEEEEEE!" Joanne cried out. 

"Hey, let me try to feel her out," Jim said as he positioned himself between 
Joanne's trembling, slightly raised knees. The woman raised her -head and 
saw the teen's long, thin pole jerking and bobbing rhythmically as he 
started to reach down to her pussy-lips. 

"Fuck this!" Jim said in frustration as he gave up fingering her and lunged 
forward, clamping down his lips on Joanne's. The blonde fought for breath as 
the teen kissed her hard, sucking all the air from her lungs while he 
hunched forward with his slender thighs. Joanne almost fainted as she felt 
his dick throbbing and beating against her snatch-lips. She couldn't believe 
that the intensity of the aching itch between her legs was the same as it 
was just before Doug jammed his thick dong up her twat. Joanne wondered if 
she was becoming a nympho. Bob Decker's fucking seemed to have released some 
kind of fire inside her that nothing could put out! "Hey, let's give our 
friend here a chance to work old mom up," Doug said as he lowered the dildo 
and trailed its quivering cool tip across the woman's right nipple. 

"AHHHHHHH!" Joanne cried out as the vibrations poured through her tits and 
down her chest. Her clit popped up and quivered violently in time to the 
artificial cock. 

"Wow! She practically flew off the bed!" Jim said, backing away from the 
bucking blonde. 

"Up we go," Doug said, not paying attention to Jim's comment. Joanne felt 
her legs tossed high in the air as Doug slid his right knee under her ass to 
keep her pointed up. 

"What?" Joanne started to ask. Then she felt him running the vibrator across 
her sweaty ass-cheeks, poking her goose-fleshed buttocks with the dildo. 
Suddenly he was moving it upward, trailing it across the lower end of her 
pussy. 

"NOOOOOOOO!" Joanne cried out as she felt her cunt snap shut like a fleshy 
clam. Were the teens planning to finish her off that way? What a waste of 
time. Joanne wanted to be fucked by a couple of men, not by a machine. 

"Don't worry, Mom. We'll be careful," Doug said, winking at Jim as he moved 
the dildo higher and higher. Then he slid its fun length across her gaping 
slash. "AIYEEEEEEE! OHHH, FUCKIN' GODDDDDDD!" 

Doug was firing up her box with his fingers, churning them around and 
around, scraping her slick pussy membranes with his fingertips while the 
vibrator buzzed angrily on top of her furry mound. Joanne gradually was 
turning into one big vibrating clit. Every nerve m her hot body became a sex 
organ. She couldn't believe the feelings that had gripped her mind as Doug 
continued to run the dildo up, down and around her begging box. 

"Okay, playtime's over. You think you can take both of us in your mouth, 
Mom?" Doug asked as he reached out and pulled Jim over next to him. 

"Hey, I don't think rubbing against your prick's gonna turn me on," Jim said 
a little doubtfully. 

"Shit, that's not queer. Ill bet she fires up better with a bunch of clicks 
than just one," Doug said as he reached down and pulled his mother up into a 
sitting position. Both he and Jim struggled to their feet on the bed and 
staggered over to the waiting, open-mouthed blonde. 

"UNNNNGGGGHHH!" Joanne called out like an animal as she lowered her jaw bone 
as far as she could. She stuck a finger in her incredibly hot hole and slid 
it up until it brushed against her beating clit. Joanne squeezed her thighs 
together as she closed her eyes and waited for the teens to make the plunge. 

"Let's go, buddy," Jim said as he moved forward and guided his narrow 
cock-head into Joanne's waiting mouth. At the same time Doug hunched up 
against his buddy, sliding his dick next to Jim's as it popped into Joanne's 
stretched mouth. 

"Unnnnnuughhh!" Joanne cried out in a muffled scream as she felt the two 
dicks jam back and forth between her widely parted lips. The cocks slid 
against one another like two slick sticks setting a forest fire deep inside 
the woman's snatch. Joanne felt torrent after torrent of fresh, hot 
snatch-juice seep out from between her fat pussy-lips as Jim's and Doug's 
dicks battered against the back of her sucking, gurgling throat. 

"Ohhhh, fuck! MOM!" Doug cried out, reaching forward and digging his 
fingertips into Joanne's skull. 

"OHHHH, FUCK!" Jim screamed, hunching wildly back and forth as he felt the 
blonde's tongue slosh up and down his spasming cock. Joanne wasn't sure, but 
she guessed that Jim wasn't as experienced as either Bob or Doug. The teen 
was being carried away faster by his feelings than either of the other guys 
had. His long, muscular and thin legs shook wildly as he continued to batter 
Joanne's sucking mouth with his long fleshy spear. 

"MMMGGGHHHH!" Joanne cried out again in delight, surprising herself with her 
ability. She was able to slide her mouth down to the roots of both cocks 
without gagging. At the same time she slowly wrapped her tongue around Jim's 
and Doug's dicks, working her way up to the pulsating, drooling heads. 
Joanne remembered the guys talking about some kind of mini-Olympics to be 
held up in their school, and she wondered if her dual cock-sucking would 
classify as an event. 

"SHIIITTT!" the guys cried out together. Joanne's expert mouth didn't miss 
an inch of their hot, plunging cock-meat. She felt every vein, every wrinkle 
slide across her stretched lips as she reached up with her free hand and 
cupped first Jim's balls, then Doug's. 

"UNNNNghffff!" Joanne grunted as she pulled her mouth free of the two cocks. 
"That's enough of that! If I had those things in me any longer, you'd have 
blown your loads." 

"Wow, Mrs. Hill! Wow!" Jim kept saying over and over like a country bumpkin 
as he rubbed his spit-slicked cock quickly with his right hand. 

"What's so bad about that?" Doug asked as he bent down and tilted Joanne's 
head up. He damped his thick lips on hers, pulling in her tongue and spittle 
as his tongue crashed into her mouth. It wriggled and thrashed frantically 
between her teeth. At the same time Jim dropped to his knees and inched his 
way forward until he was crouched between Joanne's kicking legs. While Doug 
was tonguing his mother's sucking mouth, Jim pushed his head forward and 
buried his face in Joanne's hot, swampy muff. 

"UNNGHHHFFF!" she cried out as the teen snaked his tongue in between her 
tightly clamped snatch-lips and slid it up at her clit. Joanne pulled out 
her fingers from her cunt and let Jim take over while Doug reached down and 
cupped his mother's big boobs in his powerful hands. Joanne felt her nipples 
mash in as Doug squeezed the hot, spongy flesh. Joanne's cunt spasmed once; 
then twice; then three hard times as she felt Jim's lips close tightly 
around her box and suck gently. 

"Jesus, this is uncomfortable," Doug said, pulling away. He almost knocked 
his friend Jim to the floor. "Let's get down to the serious business of 
fucking." 

"Fine with me," Jim said easily. "But who's gonna have what hole?" 

Joanne couldn't believe she was hearing this. They were talking about her 
like some kind-of prime steak! 

"Jimmy, why don't' you take her in the cunt? I've plowed up that way a 
little earlier today. I want to sink my dick in her shit-hole now," Doug 
said as he sank to his knees and rolled his mother to one side. 

"Jeeesus! Jeeesus, help me!" Joanne moaned, really wanting no one to help 
her except the two teens. Their advice to another was exciting the hell out 
of her. 

"How does this feel?" Doug asked as he slid down until he was even with his 
mother's ass. Soon he was flicking his tongue across the brown, puckered 
skin of her bung while he gripped her firm thighs with both hands. 

"Ohhh, lick my asssssss!" Joanne cried out as she reached forward and 
stroked Jim's hot face with her right hand. 

"Jesus, Mrs. Hill!" Jim cried out as he hunched his hips forward, battering 
her puffy cunt-lips with his spasming cock-head. "Oh, fuck I wanna jam my 
prick up your snatch." 

"Hey, don't rush it, buddy," Doug called out from behind his mother. 

"Hurry! Hurry!" Joanne begged. 

Suddenly she felt something hot, wet and pointed jam up inside her shitter. 
It was Doug's tongue. 

"Ohhhhhh! OHHHhhh!" Joanne groaned, feeling hot flashes of delight shoot 
from her shit-chute to her throbbing clit. At the same time Jim reached down 
and stroked her puffy labes, sticking in a finger and wriggling it around 
her juice-slickened match. 

"God, Doug. She's so hot she's burnin' my fingers," Jim said as he stuck in 
two more fingers and pinched and tuned at Joanne's quivering clit. 

"AIYEEE! AIYEEEEE!" the blonde screeched, clamping her thighs together and 
biting her lower lip in an attempt to keep from coming. Doug's ass-probing 
and Jim's cunt-fingering were driving her up to the brink quick. 

"Nooo, don't do that!" she gasped, slamming her thighs up and down Jim's 
hand. 

"You think she's ready?" Jim asked his friend. "Are you kidding me? She's 
been ready since this morning," Doug said as he pried his mother's 
ass-cheeks as widely apart as he could with his left hand. "I've got to make 
sure I've got enough spit in that hole so I can get my knob in. Better hold 
her down," Doug advised his friend. 

"Take it easy. Let me know when you're gonna stick your cock in. We'll rain 
her at the same time. That should take her mind off your dick for a while," 
Jim said. "Ohhhhhh!" Joanne cried out. She felt like a shameless bitch, 
wedged in between two teenaged guys who were about to fuck her at the same 
time. And one of the guys was her own son! But she really didn't care about 
what other people might think. All she cared about was that there were two 
hot dicks inches away from both her holes, and they were about to dive into 
her body. 

"Now!" Jim cried out, clenching his teeth and driving his cock up in between 
Joanne's fat cunt-lips. At the same time Doug tightened his grip around his 
mother's firm butt and lunged forward, burying his cock-head deep inside 
Joanne's asshole. 

"AIYEEEEEE! OHHHHH! ARRGHHHHH! OH, FUCK MEEEE! OH, FUCKIN' SHIT! IT FEELS 
SOOOOOOO GOOQOQOD!" Joanne shrieked, wriggling her ass and tossing her head 
wildly around the pillow. Her long blonde hair whipped across Jim's flushed 
face as he hunched up again and again, driving his juice-slicked cock deeper 
and harder into Joanne's sucking snatch. 

"Fuck! She's gonna squeeze the shit out of my cock!" Jim cried out. 

"Don't worry about that. Mom's a good fuck and she knows what she's doin'," 
Doug grunted out from behind as he continued to spread Joanne's butt farther 
apart with his powerful hands. 

"Ohhh, fuck meeee!" Joanne whimpered again. She never knew that butt-fucking 
could be so deliciously delightful. There had been a sudden blow of sharp 
pain. But Jim's thrust up her pussy took care of that. The few seconds of 
pain turned quickly into one long spasm of pleasure. 

"JEEESUS!" Jim cried out, slamming down at the same time his friend did. 

"IN! IN! IN!" Joanne cried out with each downward Thrust. As Doug and Jim 
completed their forward thrusts, Joanne would squeeze her cunt and shit-hole 
muscles together, gripping their cocks in her gut. Then she'd rotate her 
thighs slowly from left to right, churning their cocks in her holes before 
relaxing her muscles and letting those cocks fly free. 

"OOOHHHH, GODDDDD!" Doug cried. Joanne could feel her son's dick swelling in 
her ass. He was going to come if she didn't slow down. But how could she? 
Jim was firing her cunt up like a steel furnace with his insistent 
cock-ramming. She just bucked and thrashed like a mindless sex machine in 
between both guys. If they couldn't control themselves, that was their 
problem now. All she could think of was the incredible itch in both her 
shitter and pussy. 

"Gonna come!" Doug groaned. 

"Hey, wait! I'll slow down," Jim said. 

"Don't know... "Doug said in a strained voice. "Come on, buddy. You don't 
want to dump your cum in her until I blast her snatch away, do you?" Jim 
asked. 

"Think I'm okay now. Think so," Doug grunted behind his thrashing mother. 

"We'd better rest for a' few seconds. You think you're fine, but one fast 
movement and it's gangbusters!" Jim said. 

"I'm close. . . close," Joanne stammered. 

"God, she keeps talkin' like that and I'll blow my load in her just lyin' 
here," Doug grunted. 

"Let's go, buddy," Jim finally said as both guys started ramming their cocks 
back and forth inside her. The room was filled with the smells and sounds of 
screwing. Joanne threw her arms around Jim's neck and pulled his body to 
hers, rubbing her tits into his smooth, hot skin. Ills ass shoved up 
quickly, sending more hot inches of prick-meat into her sucking snatch as 
his balls ground against the bottom junction of her battered pussy-lips. 

"I can't hold out any MOOOORRRREEEE!" Doug cried out from behind Joanne 
suddenly. 

The woman squeezed her ass-cheeks together to try to stop the gushing. But 
it was too late. She felt Doug's crotch hairs scratching her ass-cheeks 
desperately as the first wads of the teen's cum exploded in her bowels. 

"UNNGHHHH! MOM! MAAAAAA!" the teen cried, throwing his head back and jamming 
his groin hard against Joanne's soft butt. The blonde twitched her ass 
violently in rhythm to Doug's wildly spraying cock. Load after hot load of 
jism poured into her quivering asshole filling up the shit-chute completely 
and leaking out over the brown, stretched pucker of her shitter. 

"Keep it in her," Jim panted. Joanne felt him increase the rhythm of his 
fucking as she felt her clit trembling desperately, throbbing toward a 
massive climax. 

Joanne tightened her cunt as hard as she could, providing the maximum amount 
of friction she could for her son's friend. Her slick cunt-walls wrapped 
themselves around the teen's stabbing prick, massaging the hot cock-skin. 
Soon Joanne was feeling the beginning of a giant orgasm building up in her 
belly. 

"I-I think I'm- OMIGOD! ARRGHHH! ANNNGHHHHH! AJYEEEE! WAWWWWHHHH!" Joanne 
shrieked desperately as she felt her cunt blow apart in a dynamite like a 
blast of orgasm. 

"NOWWWWWWW!" Jim answered her, slamming his groin up and digging his prick 
in her cunt as far as it could go. In a second Joanne felt his hot, wet jizz 
spatter against her quivering pussy-walls. She screamed mindlessly as a 
torrent of climactic waves ripped through her twat. 

"Christ! NOOOOOOOO!" Doug shouted from behind as he milked the last drops of 
cum from his probing prick and collapsed on the bed in exhaustion. 

"Oh, baby! Baby!" Joanne moaned, trying to turn her head around as best she 
could to look at her son. 

"Hey, how about me?" Jim panted in front of her. 

"You were wonderful," Joanne cooed, a little amused at the teen's desire to 
be graded on his sexual performance. 

"Come on, Jim. No one can beat the champ!" Doug said, propping his head up 
and winking at his friend. 

"You know, we should have tome kind of contest to see who can make your 
mother buck and scream the hardest. Would you mind that, Mrs. I Hill?" Jim 
asked, chuckling softly as he reached forward and trailed his right 
forefinger along her left tit. 

"I'm not sure I like being sold on some kind of auction block," Joanne 
commented drily. 

"Speaking of contests, let's make sure your mom comes up to school when we 
have the Olympics. She'd take all the boring shit out of the games, that's 
for sure," Jim said as he slowly pulled his softening dick out of Joanne's 
cunt. 

"Want to, Mom?" Doug asked enthusiastically. 

"I wouldn't miss it for the world," Joanne said, sighing softly as she 
thought of all those stiff cocks up in her son's school. 

 Chapter Six 

"You mean you've fucked her, too?" Doug cried out in surprise at Bob. 

"I don't see what you're so worked up about. So I got to her snatch before 
you did. You got your chance to dump jizz in her," Bob said a little 
angrily. 

"That's my mother you're talking about, and if you," Doug said 
threateningly, curling up his fingers into two tight, hard fists. 

"Please, Doug. Don't do anything!" Joanne wailed, stepping in between the 
two flushed teens. 

"I just don't like him talking about you that way," Doug said sullenly. 

"What did he say?" Joanne asked, giving Bob a quick glance of anger. 

"He said, well, that when you came up to the school, we'd probably have to 
cancel the Olympics because you'd be too busy sucking all the guys' energy." 
Doug said in a low, throaty and angry voice. 

"I... I don't know what to say," Joanne said unevenly, knowing that Bob was 
probably right in his analysis, if a little crude in delivering it. 

"Just don't say anything and let him apologize," Doug said, clenching his 
fists again and starting to move threateningly towards Bob. 

Then he told me about you and him and what happened," Doug said, flushing 
deep red as he looked accusingly into Joanne's big eyes. 

"Those things happen, Doug. You would've been first if you'd come home. I 
don't see why you re so angry," Joanne said, staring at her son curiously. 

"It's just that- Aww, shit! I guess I wanted to be the first one, that's 
all," Doug said sullenly. 

"Ain't that cute," Bob said mockingly. 

"Shut up!" Doug shouted back. 

"Jim, take my son upstairs. I'll talk to Bob," Joanne said as she brushed 
back her long blonde hair and walked behind her living-room couch towards 
Bob. She'd pushed the dark-haired teen behind it when he and Doug had 
started arguing violently. It all started when she and Jim came home. The 
two of them had gone out to do a little grocery shopping for dinner. When 
she and the tall teen had opened the living-room door, they found Bob and 
Doug nearly at each other's throats. Bob had told her son just how he'd 
fucked her that evening, and how she had reacted to every movement he made. 
Obviously, Doug wasn't as liberal about who shared her box as he seemed. It 
was all that Joanne and Jim could do to keep the two teens from tearing away 
at each other. 

Now it was almost halfway through their vacation, and Joanne wanted them to 
make up. First, she hated the idea of being responsible for the break-up of 
a friendship. Secondly, she loved the way Bob's body pound against hers and 
reamed out her snatch. She hated to give all that up just because of some 
silly argument. 

"Now, what's this all about? Why did you have to dump something like this on 
Doug all of a sudden?" Joanne cried out. 

"What's the big deal? I mean, so you slept with me. Hell, I find out you 
slept with Jim and Doug at the same time, which is a hell of a lot kinkier 
than fucking solo. I mean, I can't see why everybody's so uptight," Bob 
blurted out. 

Joanne sauntered up to him and put her right arm around his shoulders. 

"Listen, that's just the way Doug is. He's pretty possessive-I guess maybe 
because of his father dying and all, I don't know. Just try to humor him. He 
didn't mean all the things he said to you," Joanne said sympathetically. 

"You don't think so?" Bob asked after several minutes went by. 

"Not really. He's just hurt. Give Doug a little time to get himself 
together. I'll talk with him and make sure everything's settled before he 
talks to you," Joanne said, giving the teen a little hug. 

"I sure wish you would.. I mean, Doug's about my best friend, and I'd hate 
to lose him," Bob said as he bent forward and kissed Joanne affectionately 
on the forehead. 

"I'll go up to see him right now. Just you wait down here for a while," 
Joanne said, flashing him a broad smile as she climbed slowly up the stairs. 

It took a lot of coaxing and mother advice, to pry Doug out of his bedroom. 
But he finally met with Bob. After some talking, the two teens were hugging 
and apologizing to one another. Joanne's heart pounded happily-both because 
she'd managed to get the two friends back together again, and because two 
teens-one being her son-had almost had a violent argument over her. It was 
about the highest compliment a woman could get from a man. Joanne watched 
the three teens talking together and wondered how she'd gotten so lucky to 
have three cocks like that staying under the same roof all at the same time. 

The rest of the teens' stay was uneventful-at least as far as Joanne's pussy 
was concerned. The bays seemed to have made a pact not to touch her while 
they stayed there. Joanne even tried to seduce Doug when his two friends had 
stepped out for an hour or so to do some last-minute shopping. But the teen 
said that it wouldn't be fair to his friends to start fucking her when they 
weren't there! 

Joanne wound up biting her fingernails and going a little crazy when she 
drove the teens back to the station. 

"A damned good stay," Bob said, winking at her. 

"Thanks for everything, Mrs. Hill," Jim said, shaking her hand sheepishly as 
he turned red and climbed quickly onto the bus. 

"Oh, God, Doug, I wish you didn't have to... Joanne found herself saying 
with tears in her eyes. 

"Hey, you'll be up there in a few days, right? I mean, we all decided that 
you should come on up before all the games get started. You could watch us 
practice and all that shit. Besides, you're not doing anything down here," 
Doug said, looking sadly into Joanne's eyes. 

The blonde almost broke down right there. Her son was right. She didn't have 
much of a life in Los Angeles right now. Everything she cared about now was 
north of her. 

"I'll be up there before you know it," Joanne said bravely as she stepped 
back and waved good-bye. As the bus disappeared out of the station, Joanne 
felt as if part of her life were slipping away. She knew that people would 
hound her out of town if they knew what she and the teens had been doing. 
But her empty, aching box told her now that she was far from wrong when she 
spread her legs for her son and his two hunky, hung friends. 

Four days later Joanne was getting ready to pack for her trip up north when 
the phone rang. 

"Mom, it's Doug," a voice at the other end of the line said cheerily. 

Joanne's heart pounded wildly. At first she was thrilled that he had called 
her. Then she worried that he might be canceling all their plans. The sports 
events weren't for another two, weeks. Maybe Bob, Jim and he had all changed 
their minds and decided not to invite her up this early-or not invite her up 
at all. Something like that would have killed her! What would her itching, 
aching, empty pussy do for cock? For the last few days Joanne had almost 
constantly been fingering herself or jamming the dildo up her shitter or 
cunt to get relief from the painful itch. 

"What's wrong?" Joanne asked nervously. 

"Hey, don't worry. Everything's all set up here. We've got you a room and 
the whole bit. The teachers up here were a little worried about you coming 
over so soon. They didn't have everything set up for all the parents. But I 
talked to them and they finally came around," Doug said. 

Joanne felt her snatch-lips swell and heat up with the sudden rush of blood 
that her son's voice brought on. She realized how much she missed his heavy 
cock and balls now. It'd be the old dildo tonight. 

"That's wonderful. I'll fly up tomorrow, if that's all right with you," 
Joanne said, happy that she'd be seeing her son and his friends again. 

"Even Bob and Jim are looking forward to seeing you," Doug said, laughing 
softly into the receiver. "I think we've got some new plans for you." 

Joanne felt her nipples springing loose from her tit-flesh and scratching 
angrily at her tight bra-cups. Just the sound of her son's voice-that 
undercurrent of sexual lust and excitement-made her pussy juice up and 
swell. 

"Jut one more thing. Jim's got a younger sister who wants to come up from 
San Diego. He talked to her last night and told her that she could come up 
with you. It sounded okay to me, if you don't mind, Mom," Doug said softly. 

Joanne's flesh sprung up into gooseflesh whenever her son's voice got that 
low. 

"It's fine with me. That'll give me some companionship on the plane," Joanne 
said, wondering what kind of sister a stud like Jim would have. 

"Good. She's coming on the three-thirty bus from San Diego. Well, I've got 
to get back to the studies. See you tomorrow. You'll call when you get to 
the airport?" 

"Don't worry. I'm a grown woman. I know how to take care of myself," Joanne 
said happily. 

"I'll say you do. See you, Mom." 

Joanne hung up the phone and sat on the chair for several minutes, thinking 
about the reunion that was going to take place tomorrow. She hadn't been 
away from her son that long-but it felt like years instead of days. I hope 
that girl isn't any kind of problem. Joanne thought to herself as she pulled 
herself out of the chair to continue packing. Jim wasn't any kind of idiot 
by any means. The blonde just hoped that the girl could be gotten rid of 
tactfully whenever they all decided to have a go at it in the sack. 

The next morning Joanne was having coffee when the doorbell rang. She 
glanced up at the kitchen clock and saw that it was eleven a.m. 

It was too early for the paper boy, Joanne thought to herself as she put her 
cup down on the counter top and walked to the front door. 

"Mrs. Hill? I'm Gloria Smith, Jimmy's sister. I think they called you up 
about me?" a pretty, petite brunette chirped at the doorway. 

"Oh, I thought you were coming in the afternoon," Joanne said pleasantly as 
she invited the girl in. 

"I know. I'm sorry if I caused any problems. But I'm so excited about going 
up north to see Jimmy. I don't get out of the house much, and this is like a 
whole, big world adventure to me," Gloria said brightly as she walked 
quickly into the living room and sat down on the couch. 

"But your luggage?" Joanne started to ask. 

"Oh, I left that down at the bus station. I thought we could pick that up 
when we take the bus up to San Francisco," the girl said, looking up at 
Joanne with wide-open blue eyes. 

"Well, I'd planned on flying up to San Francisco tonight," Joanne said, 
closing the door lightly and taking in the girl with one long look. She was 
exceptionally pretty. God, so this is what going without cock does to you! 
Joanne wondered to herself as she gave Gloria that glass of milk and sat 
down on the chair opposite the girl. 

"So, tell me about yourself," Joanne said, finding herself staring harder at 
Gloria's thunderous tits. 

"Oh, there's nothing all that much to say. I mean, I'm a senior in high 
school and have a lot of fun there, if you know what I mean," Gloria 
chirped. 

Joanne almost choked on her coffee. She knew what it took for her to have 
fun, and wondered if Gloria had the same kind of criteria. 

"And that's about it. My folks don't let me go out a lot. They say guys are 
trying to get a girl to screw them all the time. And that's not true, is it, 
Mrs. Hill?" Gloria asked innocently. 

"Well, Gloria, I'm afraid your folks are right. But I really don't see 
anything wrong with two people making love if they know what they're doing," 
Joanne said simply. 

"Oh, Mrs. Hill. I wish you could talk to my parents," Gloria said warmly, 
getting up from the couch and embracing' Joanne. 

"Uhhhh... oh, Gloria! You must be a little tired from your trip. Why don't 
you run upstairs and freshen up while I finish packing?" Joanne suggested, 
trying to fight down the hot hard feeling that was beginning to grip her 
clit. She couldn't believe that this was happening to her. First, she 
couldn't get enough cock. Now, she was out looking for pussy! Joanne began 
to wonder if she would have been better off if Bob had just stumbled pest 
her bedroom door that night. 

"Thanks, Mrs. Hill," Gloria said as she ran up the stairs. 

Joanne watched the girl's two tight little buns rub against one another in 
Gloria's tight-fitting slacks as she shot up to the bathroom. 

"Easy, girl," Joanne said to herself as she tore her eyes away from Gloria's 
butt and went back into the kitchen to finish getting the house ready for 
her trip. 

It was almost a half-hour later and Gloria hadn't come down yet. Joanne 
wondered what could be taking the girl so long. 

"Gloria? You'd better hurry up. We're going to be leaving for the bus 
station to pick up your bags in a little while," Joanne called out from the 
bottom of the stairs. 

When she got no answer, Joanne started up the stairs, wondering why her 
heart was pounding so quickly. It was as if the girl were calling to her 
lustfully from one of the bedrooms. Joanne tried to shake the silly idea out 
of her head, but she still could feel some kind of hot, sexual female 
magnetism drawing her up the stairs. 

"Gloria?" Joanne called out softly. 

"Mmmmmmmm," a voice moaned from behind Joanne's partially closed bedroom 
door. 

"My God!" Joanne cried softly to herself as she crept up on tip-toe to the 
door. She could hear moaning inside the room. But she also heard the 
familiar buzzing of her old friend the dildo. 

"Aaaaaaahhh," Gloria groaned. 

Joanne knew that she should leave quietly and go downstairs and finish 
cleaning up. But her cunt had gone unattended for too long now. Something 
stronger than her willpower or mind forced her hand up and pushed it hard 
against the door, 

"Ohhhhhh!" Joanne cried out loud. Gloria was lying on the bed with her legs 
widely spread apart. Her slacks had been kicked off and were lying in the 
far corner, while the girl's white lacy panties were wrapped around her 
trembling, slightly raised knees. Joanne felt her breath go away as she 
watched the girl slowly chum the buzzing vibrator in and out, around and 
around her juicy cunt. Gloria had also discarded her blouse and bra by the 
bedside' and was busily milking her firm titties with her free hand. Joanne 
stood petrified at the doorway, afraid to make a sound as she stared at the 
girl's rounded, firm boobs. They were almost as large as hers, and certainly 
just as firm. Their tips flared angrily with excitement and lust. Joanne 
watched Gloria as she slid almost the entire length of the vibrator up her 
snatch, and knew then and there that the girl wasn't as innocent as she 
seemed. But that was no surprise, knowing that she had a brother like Jim 
running around the bedrooms. 

"Gloria," Joanne said quietly as she walked slowly into the bedroom and shut 
the door behind her. 

"Uhhhhhh," the girl continued to groan, unaware that anyone else was in the 
room. 

"Gloria, let's stop playing games. I'm in here now," Joanne said, walking 
over to the bed and sitting down on one corner. 

"Ohhhhhh, noooooo!" Gloria moaned, realizing for the first time that Joanne 
had been watching her. The girl pulled the vibrator quickly out of her pussy 
and tried to hide it under the bed. 

"Come on, honey. You can't tell me that you don't know what's going on 
between us now," Joanne said, amazed at her own forwardness. 

"I ... don't think I understand," Gloria said suspiciously. 

"Well, I guess that your folks don't let you out with boys much. So, you've 
got to get your fun somewhere. My guess is that Jimmy takes care of you when 
he's home. But when big brother's off up north, you get it on with some of 
your girl friends. Right, honey?" Joanne said as she started unbuttoning her 
blouse. She'd never made it with a woman, but she was adventurous and 
willing to give it a try. 

"Please don't tell my parents. They'd kill me if they ever suspected-" the 
girl said, unable to complete the sentence and burying her face in her 
hands. 

"Take it easy, Gloria," Joanne said, peeling her blouse off and reaching 
back to unsnap her bra. "I'd be the last person on this planet to point the 
finger at anyone for doing his own thing." 

"Oh, that's-that's wonderful," Gloria said, her face brightening first with 
relief that Joanne wouldn't blow the whistle, then with excitement as she 
saw the older woman's jugs flop out of her unfastened halter. 

"I've never done this before, Gloria. Really, I haven't, so you'll have to 
guide me along," Joanne said honestly as she stood up and unzipped her skirt 

"Wow! You've got a big bush down there. Mm-mmmmm," the girl said 
enthusiastically as Joanne unfastened her skirt and let it float to the 
floor. 

"Now what?" Joanne asked. 

"Oh, wow. I've never been a teacher before. Hey, this is fun. Okay, get down 
on the floor and stick your face in my crotch if you really want to have 
sonic fun," Gloria said warmly as she scooted over to the edge of the bed 
and dangled her pussy over the side. 

Slowly Joanne sank to her knees and leaned forward. If she was going to be 
with a woman, she was glad it was Gloria. The girl was enthusiastic and fun. 
Besides, she was Jim's sister Joanne had a feeling that all of them would be 
slamming and banging away before the week was out. 

"Oh, please hurry up!" Gloria wailed impatiently as she pounded the floor 
with her feet and bounced enthusiastically on the bed. 

Instinctively, Joanne lifted her arms and wrapped them around Gloria's firm, 
fresh ass. She wrapped her fingers tightly around the cool skin, digging her 
nails slightly into the girl's butt as she licked her lower lip excitedly. 

"Please suck me!" Gloria moaned. 

Joanne hesitated for a second, then drove her face forward. She closed her 
eyes and opened her mouth, jamming her lips tightly against the girl's cunt. 
She'd never tasted snatch-juice before, never knew that a woman's pussy felt 
so hot and tight when she was excited. Now Joanne was getting first-hand 
information, and she found out that she didn't mind it 

"Ohhh, yessssss," Gloria moaned, hunching and jerking her hips forward. 

Joanne didn't say anything. Her tongue stabbed inside, pushing upward in the 
girl's hot, fresh hole. She rested her nose against the girl's soft 
pussy-lips and began licking her way in and out of Gloria's snatch. 

"Oh, lick my cunt. Ohhhhhhhhh, that's it! Wow, yessss, lick it! Oh, 
Godddddddd!" Gloria groaned over and over as she bucked hard against 
Joanne's hot face. 

The blonde held tightly onto the girl's bouncing ass, milking her thighs 
softly and slowly as she slid her tongue up until it bumped up against the 
girl's swollen clit. But when she touched it with the hot pointed tip of her 
tongue, the girl shrieked out obscenities and nearly flew off the bed with 
excitement. 

"ARRRGHHHH! WOW! UNNGHHHH! FUCKIN' BITCH, SUCK ME! OHHH, FUCKIN' GODDDDDDD!" 
Gloria screeched, pounding the floor and side of the bed with her feet as 
Joanne continued to slurp and suck at the girl's throbbing clit. The blonde 
had to hold on tightly to Gloria's pounding ass, pressing her swollen tits 
hard against the side of the bed. 

"Ohhhh, you're good, Mrs. Hill. You're sooo goood," Gloria crooned as Joanne 
gently licked the outer edges of the girl's cunt-lips. 

"Not bad for an old lady, oh?" Joanne said, chuckling softly as she rubbed 
Gloria's swollen labes together with her slender fingers. 

"Come on. Let's take care of each other," Gloria said, reaching down and 
pulling Joanne up off the floor and onto the bed. 

Another new adventure, Joanne thought to herself as she crawled onto the 
groaning mattress and lay down opposite Gloria's drooling pussy. 

 Chapter Seven 

"Ohhhhh," Joanne groaned as Gloria inched forward until her smooth thighs 
were inches away from the blonde's nose. She could smell the fresh, sweet, 
moist blast of air coming from the girl's mushy cunt. Joanne had never 
licked off a woman before. But right now she couldn't resist the urge to 
stick out her tongue and start lapping at the droplets of cunt-juice that 
clung to strands of Gloria's pussy hairs. 

"Touch me," Gloria whispered. "It'll be groovy for us that way. Mmmmmmmm, 
that's nice. Push it in deeper," the girl suggested as Joanne gritted her 
teeth and started playing with the girl's snatch with her fingers. At the 
same time she trailed the tip of her tongue along the outer edges of the 
girl's quivering labes, sucking in the trickles of hot pussy-juice that 
seeped out from between Gloria's snatch-lips. 

"Ohhhhh, suck me. Suck meeeee," Joanne found herself moaning. 

"See? I told you you'd get to like it, Mrs. Hill," the girl chirped as she 
drove her head down into Joanne's swampy twat. The blonde closed her eyes 
and clenched her fists as she felt the girl's tongue snake up slowly towards 
her clit. Tiny shudders of delight rippled up and down her goose-fleshed 
skin as Gloria probed, licked and poked at Joanne's vibrating box. She 
shivered as she felt the girl's right hand slip under her ass-cheeks and 
squirm under her asshole. 

"Oh, please don't. I don't think I-" Joanne started to say. 

But Gloria ignored all her pleas. The girl seemed to know exactly the kind 
of probing and stroking that her box needed. 

"Mon. More," the girl groaned as she settled her lips on Joanne's nub of a 
clit for an instant. Then she started sucking gently on the sparking mound 
of sex flesh. 

"OH, DON'T TEASE ME! OHHHHH, FUCKIN' SHIT! DON'T! DON'T DO THAT!" Joanne 
shrieked as she felt Gloria's hands wrapping around her thighs, then sliding 
back until they were squeezing her full, firm cheeks. Joanne did the same 
thins slipping her fingers into the hot crevice that ran between the girl's 
sweaty butt-cheeks. As the brunette continued sucking at her beating clit, 
Joanne stuck out her tongue, made it stiff, and jammed it into the hot silt 
between Gloria's kicking, trembling legs. 

"UNNNNNNNHHHH!" the girl groaned. Instantly she pushed her juicy cunt down 
until it was pressing hard against Joanne's sucking mouth. Joanne stabbed 
her tongue between the hot, fleshy lips as hard as she could; She wriggled 
it frantically, swirling it around and around the hot, swampy hole while 
Gloria slammed her ass down onto her face. She hunched wildly, shrieking 
like a madwoman as her groans, grunts, and sucking sounds filled the 
bedroom. 

At the same time Joanne felt Gloria's fingers working deep into the valley 
between her ass-cheeks. The girl's fingers came closer and closer to her 
quivering shit-hole.. She moved it around the brown, puckered skin in tiny 
circles, edging nearer to the tiny tight hole until she was rubbing the 
brown, wrinkled skin with her fingertips. She remembered how excited that 
had made, her when Doug had done that to her earlier. 

"OHHHHHHH!" Joanne cried out as she felt the brunette jab her forefinger 
deep into her shit-chute. She felt strange bolts of unmentionable pleasure 
rocket through her Snatch on up to her sparking tit-tips. Joanne tossed 
crazily on the bed, kicking her legs uncontrollably against the thrashing 
girl as she sank her teeth gently into the girl's outer labes. She shoved 
down with her hips at the same time, grinding her aching pussy furiously 
into Gloria's face. 

"Wow, you're really super hot, Mrs. Hill. I don't think I've ever seen 
someone as hot as-" the girl started to say, pulling her head out of 
Joanne's steamy pussy. 

"OH, SHIT, DON'T TEASE ME LIKE THIS! DON'T! LICK MY CUNT AGAIN! UNNNNGH!" 
Joanne shrieked, sliding her ass from side to side on the bed as she felt 
her crotch explode and blast away as her tits swelled with unspeakable 
sexual excitement. 

"Ummmm, you taste good," Gloria giggled as she went back to lapping up the 
cunt-juice that leaked freely now from between Joanne's twat-lips. 

But Joanne didn't seem to hear her. All she could feel was that wonderful 
pair of lips sliding up and down her erect clit, sucking and licking away at 
that super-sensitive mound of sputtering flesh as if it were a lollipop. 

"UNNNGHHHH! OHHHH, SHIT! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANY MORE! FOR GOD'S SAKE, PLEASE 
D-D-DON'T SSUUUCCCCKKKK ON ITTT!" Joanne stammered wildly. 

A minute or so later, when Joanne thought she couldn't stand it any more, 
Gloria took her mouth away from her snatch. She sighed gratefully as the 
girl rolled away from her and stared lovingly at her thrashing body. Joanne 
didn't know what the girl had planned next. But she hoped it would be 
something that would take care of the terrible aching itch that was turning 
her body into a steamy mound of sexual jelly. 

"Hey, what's this?" the girl asked as her eyes shifted to something white 
and pointed sticking out from of the pillows. 

"Oh, that's just my dildo" Joanne stuttered. She didn't feel as embarrassed 
telling Gloria about her vibrator as she did about telling the guys the same 
thing. The blonde felt a kind of kinship with Gloria. Besides, there are 
things that women do that they can tell each ether, but hesitate to reveal 
to a man. 

"Hey, that's great, Mrs. Hill. I was gonna suck you off like this, but 
this'll be better," Gloria chirped as she reached forward and pulled the 
dildo out. "Wow, you really like 'em big and long," the girl said, admiring 
the length and thickness of the vibrator. "Let's see how it works." 

Joanne closed her eyes and spread her legs even wider as Gloria wheeled 
around and drove the big vibrator into her cunt. 

"God! UNNNNGHHH!" 

It was as warm, big and long as she remembered it, stretching her snatch 
deliciously apart. The sharp tingling sensations that had racked her snatch 
now became incredible pre-orgasmic spasms that made her scream for relief. 

"GUNNNNNNG! AHHHHHHHH! MORE! SHOVE MORE IN ME! OH, FUCKIN' JEEEESUS, GIVE ME 
MOOOOORE!" 

"Wow, Mrs. Hill! Most girls can take something like this just an inch at a 
time. I'd lose this thing if I weren't holding onto it," the girl giggled as 
she slid the dildo back and forth, churning it slightly so that the smooth 
sides of the vibrator bumped against the blonde's clit. 

"UNNNGHHHHHH!" was all that Joanne could say. She had no willpower left. The 
thing in her cunt took all power of speech and thought away from her. Slowly 
she felt herself sailing away from reality into the delicious, mind-bending 
world of sexual orgasm. Silently, she thanked Jim for being such a 
thoughtful brother and sending his sister up to Los Angeles for Joanne's 
care. 

"OH, GOD, FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK MMEEEE!" Joanne shrieked as the vibrations 
poured through the flesh of her cunt and were carried through her body to 
her clit and tits. She felt her brain vibrate and turn to soup as the 
buzzing dildo rattled her teeth; Gloria continued to tam the latex cock 
faster and faster in and out of her gushing cunt until Joanne wondered if 
her pussy-lips would ignite from the intense friction. "ARRGHHH! OH, SHIT! 
OH, FUCK! GLORIA! OHHHHI-I, JEEEESUS, JAM THAT THING UP MY CUNT! SHOVE IT IN 
MY HOLE! OHHHHH, FUCK!" 

Joanne started writhing on the mattress desperately now. She could feel her 
tits swelling until she thought they'd burst from sexual excitement. Her 
nipples poked up so hard that they ached from the stiffness. Joanne reached 
up and slammed her sweaty flat palms on top of her tit-tips, mashing in the 
taut brown skin as she raised her trembling knees higher and higher to give 
the brunette more room to play in. "GOD! OH, GODDDDDDD! OH, SHIT!" Joanne 
screamed, throwing her hands down on the bed, then raising them up once mare 
and squeezing the aching spongy tit-flesh as she felt herself jetting toward 
climax. 

But Gloria had more on her mind than just ramming the buzzing rod in the 
blonde's snatch. Suddenly Joanne was aware that the girl had changed 
positions on the bed. She opened her eyes and saw that Gloria wasn't in 
front of her any more, sliding the vibrator in and out of her sucking pussy. 
There was a shadow coming down over her head. Joanne focused her eyes a 
little better and saw Gloria's pink-mated cunt only inches away from her 
mouth. 

"Ohhhh, baby. Bring it right down to me. Ohhhhh, yesss. I want to taste that 
fresh pussy," Joanne found herself saying as Gloria moaned hotly above her. 

The girl didn't waste any time. She groaned huskily, then lowered her pussy 
down, down until the tips of her twat hairs tickled the inside of Joanne's 
nostrils. The older woman's mouth sprang open and her tongue stuck out, 
licking frantically at the hot outer labes that dripped and quivered only 
inches away from her parted lips. 

"Here it comes," Gloria groaned as she squatted down farther, covering the 
blonde's mouth and nose with her mushy hair-pie. 

"MMMMgfff!" Joanne moaned as she tasted the pungent, acidic flavor of the 
girl's cunt-juice. 

"Eat me, Mrs. Hill! OHHHH, SHIT! OHHHHHHH, SHHHIIITTTT!" the girl screamed 
deliciously. 

Joanne swallowed hard, downing as much twat-juice as she could. Then she 
opened her mouth again, sticking out her tongue once more and burying it 
between the girl's cunt-lips. "My clit! CLIT!" the girl screamed. 

Joanne pulled her tongue from the cunt-hole and moved it higher, letting its 
sharp tip slide against Gloria's erect clit. She heard the girl gasp and 
moan, then felt her body stiffen and lurch up as she poked teasingly at the 
stiff pile of flesh. Joanne was amazed at the brunette. When she had walked 
in, Joanne would have guessed that the girl didn't know what to do with her 
snatch even with her own fingers. Now here she was, teaching her about 
Lesbian love. 

"Yes! Yessssssss!" Gloria groaned as Joanne concentrated on the girl's clit 
and sucked hard, drawing in the beating mini-organ as far as she could and 
nibbling on it with her front teeth. 

"UNNNGHHH!" Joanne cried out, tightening her cunt muscles around the buzzing 
dildo. It was a signal to Gloria that she wanted the girl to drive it in 
deeper. 

"Oh, God, fuck me! FUCK MEEEE!" Joanne screamed at the top of her lungs. 

"UNNGHHHHR!" Gloria responded, slamming her crotch down harder and harder. 
"MMMMMGGGPFF! IN! IN! OHHHHH, FUCKIN' SHIT, DRIVE IT IN!" Joanne shrieked. 

"LICK! LICK!" Gloria screamed as she pounded and ground her cunt harder and 
harder against Joanne's probing mouth. 

"UNNGHHHH! ARRGRHHH!" Joanne cried into Gloria's juicing Nat as she felt the 
first of a long series of sharp spasms grip her throbbing clit. She went 
wild, sticking her tongue deep into her friend's fuck-hole and grabbing the 
brunette's clit between two fingers while she jammed two fingers from the 
other hand into Gloria's shitter. She heard the girl scream in ecstasy as 
another spasm racked her pussy. "GODDAMMIT, JAM IT IN ME! OH, SHIT, FUCK 
MEEEEEEEE! UNNGHHH! WAWWWWWHHHHH!" 

Joanne felt the girl slam her gushing cunt down harder and harder on her 
face until she suddenly stopped. 

"Gloria?" Joanne called out in a muffled tone as she wondered what was 
wrong. 

"Unnnnnng. . ." 

"Gloria, honey, what's wrong?" Joanne wandered as she felt the girl's thighs 
begin to vibrate crazily. She'd never felt anything like that before. It was 
as if the girl were gripped in some kind of wild epileptic fit. Her skin 
suddenly flushed red and grew hat as the vibrations increased into an 
incredible fast frenzy. 

"UNNNNNNGHHHHH!" "Gloria, I-UNNNNNHHHGGGGFFFFFFFF!" Joanne cried out as she 
suddenly felt a gush of cunt-juice blow out of the girl's trembling cunt and 
crash into her mouth and down her throat. Joanne nearly drowned in the wild 
torrent as she heard a sharp howl fill the room. Gloria's cunt jerked wildly 
and her asshole tightened around the blonde's probing fingers as the girl 
screeched her way into orgasm. 

"WAWWWHHHHH! WAWWWWWHHHHHHHHH!" Gloria shrieked crazily. 

Joanne felt the girl's body racked by contractions in her pussy that sent 
out torrent after torrent of cunt-juice. 

"OH, NOOOOOOO!" Joanne screamed as the twitching series of contractions 
exploding in her own cunt became so powerful that she threw her hips off the 
bed and ground her teeth against Gloria's trembling flaps. 

"Oooooohhhh," the brunette moaned, falling back into the bed while the dildo 
continued to buzz on. Joanne let out a shuddering groan and felt herself 
drifting off to a deliciously warm state of semi-consciousness. 

Joanne had no idea how long she'd been lying on the bed. When she blinked 
her eyes open, she found Gloria curled up next to her. The vibrator had been 
pulled out of her cunt and lay quietly at her head. 

"Gloria?" Joanne crooned, reaching forward and brushing some strands of 
brown hair away from the girl's eyes. 

"Mmmmm?" 

"It's time to get ready," Joanne said softly. 

"Oh, do we have to go? It feels so good to lie here by you," the teenager 
said softly as she snugged up a little closer to Joanne. 

The woman felt flattered. But still it was a little unnatural for a woman to 
be so turned on to another woman. For variety, Joanne. couldn't see any harm 
in it. But to make a regular thing of it was out of the question. 

"I know, but we'd better go, honey. Your brother and my son are waiting for 
us," Joanne said, pulling herself away from the girl and forcing herself up 
out of bed. 

"Oh, Jim," Gloria said. 

"You really like him, don't you?" Joanne said, smiling broadly at the girl 
as she bent down and picked up her big bra. 

"Jim's the only cock I've really known," Gloria admitted, flushing slightly. 

"You're kidding!" Joanne said in shock. She couldn't believe that a girl 
with Gloria's lust and desire for experimentation could've confined herself 
just to one prick. Joanne would have thought that the girl practically sold 
it on the streets the way she howled and bucked in climax. Somebody that hot 
all the time had to get prick almost every day. 

"No," Gloria said, shame-faced. "That's why I know how to use that thing," 
the girl said, pointing at the dildo. "If it weren't for things like that 
and Coke bottles, I'd probably go nuts!" 

Joanne looked at the girl in disbelief, then walked back to the bed and put 
her arms around her shoulders. 

"Well, it's a good thing that you're coming up to San Francisco with me. I 
think we'll take care of your needs up there," Joanne said as she put her 
right hand under the girl's chin and pinched it playfully. 

"I don't understand," Gloria said in confusion. "My son, your brother and a 
friend of theirs are, well, active with me," Joanne said hesitantly. 

"You mean Jim and you-" Gloria started to say. 

"I hope you understand, honey. But I've been widowed awhile and I've got 
needs and-" Joanne started to explain. 

"Oh, Mrs. Hill, you don't have to explain. God only knows, I know about 
frustration. Oh, if you could show me all the things you know, God, I'd be 
so grateful," Gloria said, bouncing her ass excitedly up and down on the 
bed. 

"I'll be your teacher just like you were mine just now," Joanne said, giving 
the girl's chin another little pinch before she slid off the bed. "Now, 
we've got to get ready for our trip." 

The two of them started to get dressed, remembering to pack the dildo. 

"We don't know if every night's going to be filled with cock," Joanne said, 
winking at the blushing brunette. 

"I'm not used to-to-" the girl said, stammering a little as she flipped her 
big tits in her halter. 

"Talking like that? Well, honey, I wasn't used to it either. But when you 
get so much prick that you're practically spitting it out of your mouth, you 
just wind up talking like that. Don't worry, you won't be swearing like a 
sailor in public. It's just that you're going to be thinking about cock-meat 
a whole lot more after this little vacation," Joanne said, pulling up her 
skirt. 

"Mrs. Hill, do I look like I'm on-on the make?" Gloria said as she stared at 
herself in the mirror. 

Joanne looked at the girl's full tits as they rose and fell in her 
tight-fitting blouse. Even fully clothed, Gloria looked as if she were 
seconds away from hopping into the sack with the first cock that came along 
There was something in her face and in the way she walked that said, "Fuck 
me." 

"You bet, honey. You've got that kind of walk that lets a man know you've 
got a steaming cunt," Joanne said admiringly. 

"I don't know if that's much of an asset," Gloria said dubiously as she 
continued to stare at her tits and crotch in the mirror. 

'When you get older, you'll find out that it's about the best selling point 
in a woman," Joanne said, finishing dressing and walking out of the bedroom. 

"You said something about you and your son," Gloria suddenly blurted out. 

Joanne stopped at the doorway and turned around, wondering if the girl could 
handle the fact that she and Doug had fucked each other. 

"Well, it's really not too much different from what's happened between you 
and your brother. Doug-that's his name-and I have been to bed. In face, your 
brother and my son fucked me at the same time just a week ago," Joanne 
admitted, watching Gloria's reaction. 

"Wow! I don't know if I could handle something like that," the girl said a 
little enthusiastically. 

Joanne breathed easily. She was glad that Gloria didn't mind her little 
incest game. Instead of being a liability, Gloria was going to prove to be 
an exciting addition. 

 Chapter Eight 

"You see them?" Gloria asked nervously as she looked through the mob of 
people in the lobby of San Francisco International. "Not yet, honey. I 
called Doug and Jim a little over a half-hour ago. It takes almost that time 
to get from the school to the Bay Bridge. We'd better sit down and wait for 
them," Joanne said as she headed for a row of seats. "I can hardly wait," 
Gloria said, squirming her ass on the fiberglass chair. Joanne looked at her 
and realized that the girl was scratching her throbbing clit with her hot, 
fat snatch-lips. Gloria was more excited about seeing the guys than she was. 

"Just hold your cunt a little longer, Joanne said, winking at the brunette. 

"Oh, God, I wish I could. I've got to take care of this itch somehow," 
Gloria confessed in a whisper as she looked hotly around her. 

"There they are!" Gloria suddenly cried out, jumping off her seat mid waving 
her hand wildly above her head. 

"My God! They must have flown over here!" Joanne cried out in surprise as 
she joined Gloria in waving wildly. 

"Mom!" Doug shouted, running over to Joanne and wrapping his powerful arms 
around her. Joanne had to resist the desire to clamp her lips on her son's 
as she felt her cunt contract and pucker with excitement. 

"Sis!" Jim said, embracing Gloria as warmly as Doug did Joanne. 

"God, we're so hot that I don't think we can wait to get back to your 
school," Joanne whispered confidentially to Doug as they walked to the 
baggage-claim area. 

"I forgot to tell you. I don't think we can do anything with you for the 
next couple of days. They just about put everybody on restriction who's on 
the team. They want us all to get plenty of rest for the practice sessions. 
Jim and I practically had to bribe the coaches to let us come out here to 
pick you and Gloria up," Doug said disappointedly. 

"A couple of days?" Joanne cried out as she picked up her bags. 

"I how," Doug said softly, running his hand secretly across Joanne's firm 
ass. 

"We've got to get it on somewhere here, then," Joanne said determinedly. 

"Where? The baggage carousel?" Doug asked, chuckling softly as he looked at 
Gloria and Jim arguing quietly behind him. 

"I don't care. But Gloria and I need some cock right now. Now, if you and 
Jim don't want to give it to us, fine. We'll just start walking the streets 
of San Francisco. I'm sure that there's some men who'll-" 

"Okay, okay. Hey, you two, break it up!" Doug said to Jim and Gloria. 

"Mrs. Hill, did you hear what we're gonna have to do with these clowns?" 
Gloria said almost in tears. 

"I know, honey. But Doug and I are trying to figure something out," Joanne 
said, racking her brains trying to think of a solution. 

"How about a motel?" Gloria suggested. 

"The four of us? That'd really look great!" Jim said sarcastically. "Both of 
us under eighteen, and the two of them as suspicious-looking as you can 
get," Jim said, laughing loudly. 

"Well, I was just trying to help," Gloria said, pouting. 

"We know, honey," Joanne said, putting her arms around the girl. "But you 
know, that's not a bad idea. The two of us could get a room. Then you come 
on up and join us." 

"It's a little risky," Doug said. 

"It's a little corny," Jim interrupted. 

"You have any other suggestions?" Gloria said impatiently. Joanne smiled. 
The girl was just as impatient as she was to get some hot cock up her cunt. 

"Now, come on, you two," Joanne said consolingly, picking up her overnight 
bag and starting to walk towards the exit. "We can't stand here all night." 

"Let's go, then," Doug said, motioning for Gloria and Jim to follow them. 

The four ran across the front drive of the main terminal building and caught 
a limousine to the airport Hilton. Jim and Doug tried to look inconspicuous 
in the lobby as Gloria and Joanne walked up to the counter. 

"Room for two, please," Joanne said crisply as Gloria fidgeted nervously 
next to her. 

"I'm scared, Mrs. Hill," Gloria whispered as she looked at the clerk 
suspiciously. 

"You've got guilt all over your face," Joanne hissed quietly as she turned 
and smiled back at the confused man behind the counter. "Just look natural." 

"Uh, ma'am, twin beds?" the clerk asked, looking up and noticing Doug and 
Jim standing close to the counter. 

"Yes, for my daughter and me," Joanne said matter-of-factly as she signed 
the register, then pushed the pad away towards Gloria. 

"The gentlemen with you?" the clerk asked, smirking at the nervous brunette. 

"Oh, they're my sons up at St. Joseph's Academy in Walnut Creek. We're just 
up here for a visit," Joanne said, realizing that the clerk scented that 
something was wrong. 

"No offense, ma'am, but we run a proper hotel here. Just make sure your sons 
don't stay the night, if you know what I mean," the clerk said under his 
breath, winking at Joanne and running his fat, sweaty palm over her wrist. 

"I'm sure I don't know what you mean," Joanne said, feeling her clit pop up 
and throb against her swelling labes as she thought about what was in store 
for her pussy. "You won't have any trouble from me." 

"You know, I'm off after midnight, and I think I could really use a pair 
like you to help-" 

"Front!" Joanne shouted out, whacking the call bell in front of her. 

"I know, you're the bashful type. Well, I'll ring 

"I'm afraid, Mrs. Hill," Gloria said, sitting on the edge of one bed and 
rubbing her hands nervously together. 

"You want your brother, right?" Joanne asked gently, walking over to Gloria 
and putting her arm around her. The blonde felt her snatch-lips heat up and 
swell as she felt the girl's body heat intensify at her touch. The two of 
them managed to arouse each other, even with the two guys just about to 
drive their dicks up their cunts. 

"Oh, yessss," Gloria said enthusiastically. 

"Well, you've got to take risks sometimes in this world to get what you 
want," Joanne said simply as she played with the top button of Gloria's 
blouse. 

"Maybe so. But I'm still a little scared," Gloria said as she got up and 
started undressing. 

"Come on. The guys will be up here any second. God only knows, I don't want 
to keep them waiting. I don't think my snatch can stand it," Joanne said 
hotly as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the delicious rippling sensations 
that rumbled through her pussy. 

"They're here," Gloria said as the two guys knocked at the door. 

"Come in!" 

"Hey, this is a real creepy place. The manager, or whoever the hell he is, 
kept staring at us as we dong to her, she felt as excited and nervous as if 
he were going to fuck her for the first time. 

"Your son does have a nice cock, Mrs. Hill," Gloria said as she stared at 
Doug's jerking prick. 

"Yesssss," the blonde said, feeling a trickle of her cunt-juice escape from 
between her throbbing twat-lips as she stared at the pulsating veins on her 
son's dick. Gloria seemed hypnotized as she pulled off her bra and unzipped 
her slacks, letting them slip to the ground. 

"Come here, Mom," Doug called to her softly as he wrapped the fingers of his 
right hand around his cock and slid them slowly up and down the mammoth red, 
rubbery pole. 

Joanne obeyed willingly. She stopped in front of her son just before her 
bushy, frazzled cunt-hairs touched the tip of Doug's jerking, purple 
cock-head. 

"Oh, Christ, Mom," Doug said, wrapping his powerful anus around Joanne and 
drawing her tightly to his heaving, muscular smooth chest. 

"Mmmmmmmmm," Joanne groaned, feeling Doug's hot dick banging against her 
juice-saturated panties. Every movement the blonde made seemed to trigger 
mini-explosions somewhere deep in her pussy, sending cascades of hot 
twat-juice pouring from her snatch-lips and soaking down her briefs. 

"Let me feel those jugs," Doug groaned, watching back and unsnapping his 
mother's bra. Joanne groaned as she felt her tits flop free, then mash down 
flat against Doug's hot, sweaty chest. 

"Wow," the teen groaned, reaching up and cupping both thunderous boobs in 
his powerful hands. Joanne threw her head back and opened her mouth in 
ecstasy as she felt her half-inch-long stiff nipples mashed in by her son's 
thick fingers. She felt her clit respond explosively to Doug's insistent 
massaging as the teen's cock poked more urgently at her hot, wet panties. 

"Let's stop this playtime shit," Doug said, reaching down and jamming his 
fingers under the waistband of his mother's briefs. Joanne groaned as she 
felt the sticky crotch material pull reluctantly away from her puffy labes. 
Gradually, her goose-fleshed crotch skin was bared as the teen peeled 
Joanne's panties down towards her knees. 

"Ohhhhhhhh," Joanne groaned as Doug dropped his hands back down onto her 
ass. As he pulled her tighter to him, he gave a small hunch forward, driving 
the full length of his throbbing cock-shaft hard against his mother's 
swelling cunt-lips. 

"OHHHHHHHHH!" Joanne cried out again as Doug took his hands off her ass and 
started sliding them slowly towards her aching snatch. 

"Want me to rub those itching cunt-lips for you, Mom?" Doug asked teasingly. 

"Yes! Oh, God, yes!" Joanne groaned as his finger crawled over her creamy 
thighs, then snaked down and forward until they crept through the frazzled 
forest of dampened pussy hairs. The blonde screamed in delight as she felt 
Doug's hands crawl greedily over her puffy, sensitive cunt-lips. 

"Want me to fuck you, Mom?" Doug asked. "UNNNGHHHHHH! YESSSSSSS!" Joanne 
cried out, throwing her head back and closing her eyes as she ground her 
mushy snatch against her son's hot, jerking meat. 

"Then let's get to bed," Doug said, pulling his mother across the floor to 
one of the twin beds. 

"Hey, this is okay, I guess. But wouldn't it be more fun if we put the beds 
together? I mean, the four of us fucking together would be groovy, no?" Jim 
asked. 

Joanne and Doug had almost forgotten about the other two in the room. Joanne 
turned around and saw that Gloria had stripped down to her panties. From the 
red teeth marks on her inner thighs and right tit, Joanne guessed that Jim 
had been busily servicing the brunette while she watched what Doug was 
doing. 

"Okay. But we've got to be careful. One false move and we'll fall through 
the crack between the two beds," Doug laughed as he helped Jim push the two 
beds together. 

"For God's sake, Gloria, strip off those panties so we can get down to 
business," Joanne whispered to Gloria. 

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Hill. But it felt so good. I mean, Jimmy trying to eat me 
through my panties. That material felt good rubbing against my clit." 

Joanne smiled at the girl, ten gave her a playful slap across the ass as 
Doug motioned to his mother to come and join him. 

"Jesus, I want to drive my cock in you. Shit, I could do something like that 
all night and day if you were around," Doug said as his mother flopped down 
on the bed and rolled over next to him. 

"God, I want your cock in me. Shit, You don't know what I've been going 
through the last few days without your hot dick in me," Joanne moaned. 

"You'll be begging harder for it now," Doug said as he rolled between her 
trembling legs, then slid down on the bed until his tongue was just above 
her hot, dark-red gash. 

"Yes, eat me," Joanne moaned. "ARRRRRGHHH!" the big-titted blonde screamed 
as Doug ran his thick tongue over and around her throbbing clit. Then he 
pushed his tongue between the tight lips of her slippery cunt. Joanne felt 
herself blow apart, hunching up her hips until she felt Doug's nose pushing 
deep into her snatch. "Yessssss," the woman moaned again as she felt her 
son's tongue scrape around the narrow tunnel. It lapped up her acrid 
pussy-juice, licking at the slick cunt-walls while Joanne's legs kicked 
crazily in the air. 

"Fuck!" Joanne cried out as Doug shoved his hairy ass-cheeks forward, 
burying part of the tip of his purple, pulsating cock-head just beyond 
Joanne's puffy outer labes. 

"UNNNNGHHH! FUCK MEEEE!" Joanne groaned wildly, tossing her hot ass in the 
air as she tied to impale herself on her son's dick. Doug pulled out 
completely, enjoying the tease he was putting his mother through. Then he 
hauled the full length of his dick over the hairy valley between his 
mother's pussy-lips again, making her buck and writhe on the sweaty 
bedspread before he hunched forward again, this time burying all of his 
dick-head into her hot hole. 

"Arrgghhh! Unnghhhh!" Joanne groaned. She couldn't believe it! Her mind was 
buzzing like a World War II time bomb. Her son's constant teasing was slowly 
making her lose contact with reality. Somewhere in the background she could 
hear Gloria groaning. Occasionally, Joanne could feel an arm or legs bang 
against her tits or side, and guessed that the girl and her brother were 
fucking just as furiously as she and Doug were. But she didn't care if Jim 
had strung up his sister by the tits and was whipping her with a 
cat-a-nine-tails. All she cared about now was the incredibly unbearable itch 
that was ripping at her snatch and her son's big, long cock that promised to 
relieve it. 

"OHHHHHH!" Joanne cried out as she felt Doug grab her clit between his 
forefinger and thumb. He wasn't satisfied just with licking her mini-cock. 
He was going to pinch her up to orgasm. As he plunged three fingers into her 
hot, tingling cunt, Joanne writhed and let out a blood-curdling screech as 
she felt the pressure applied to her throbbing clit. Suddenly Joanne felt 
the lights in the room fade away as she rocketed into a world of fucking 
smells and sounds and sensations. 

 Chapter Nine 

"Jimmy, no, NOOOOOOOOOO!" Joanne heard Gloria shriek out next to her. The 
blonde forced herself to turn her head and see what the two teenagers were 
doing. 

"Come on, Gloria. You've taken it that way," Jim said, straddling his 
sister's fresh, firm ass-cheeks. Joanne could see the teen's thick cock 
partially buried in the girl's slit-hole. It stuck out of the stretched bung 
like a knobby spear, throbbing crazily with lust as Gloria beat the mattress 
wildly with her tightly clenched fists. 

"Ohhhhhh, b-but it's b-been so long!" Gloria wailed, tossing her head 
helplessly from side to side. 

"Try again," Jim grunted as he squeezed his ass-cheeks together and hunched 
down one more time. 

"H-Hurts! Hurts!" the girl moaned, pressing down on the mattress with her 
elbows as she tried to crawl away from the plunging rod. 

"Hey, take it easy on her, or you'll have half the hotel running in here," 
Doug warned as he continued to scrape his mother's cunt-walls with his 
fingers. 

"It's okay, honey," Joanne panted out consolingly as Doug went back to 
nibbling on her clit. "OHHHHHHHHH, N-N-NOOOOOO!" Gloria wailed again as she 
kept on bucking and thrashing, trying to break away from the writhing crowd 
on the twin beds. 

"Easy, Sis. I'm not gonna break you apart," Jim grunted as he continued to 
push down with his hard, powerful dick. 

"Take care of her cunt with your hands and she'll come around," Doug advised 
his friend, pulling temporarily away from his mother's dripping pussy. 

"Feel it, Sis?" Jim asked as he slipped his hands under his sister's crushed 
thighs. Joanne watched as Gloria's groans of pain changed to moans of 
delight. Jim stopped jamming his cock into his sister's shitter for a while, 
concentrating on rubbing the sparking, slick edges of her fat labes together 
lightly with his powerful hands. 

"Ohhhhh, yesssssssss," Gloria moaned, closing her eyes and humping hard 
against her brother's digging fingers. 

"Here we go again," Jim warned her as he held tightly onto her hips and 
pushed more hot inches of his cock into her shit-chute. 

"OHHHHHHHH!" the girl cried out as she bucked into the air. Her right hand 
shot out from under her belly, slapping Joanne hard across the tits as she 
cried out in agony one more time. 

"I'm not gonna play around with her any more," Jim said as he slid another 
inch of his shit-slicked cock into Gloria's hole. 

"H-HELP!" Gloria cried out helplessly as her brother's ass-splitting dick 
drove down relentlessly. 

"Hey, forget about me?" Doug asked his mother as he pulled his head out of 
his mother's crotch and inched forward until the tip of his pulsating, 
purple drooling cock-head bumped against Joanne's snatch-lips. 

"Mmmmmmmmm," Joanne groaned as she felt her son's dick slide and throb 
against her puffy outer labe. She closed her eyes and concentrated on Doug's 
dice forgetting about Gloria's problem. She knew that the girl would come 
around eventually. In a few minutes, Gloria would probably be begging to 
have more cock-meat stuffed in her shitter. 

"Shit, let's get down to some serious fucking," Doug groaned as he reached 
down and placed his fingers on the insides of Joanne's trembling thighs. 
Every touch of her son's was like a shock of powerful electricity to her 
body. She felt his sexual heat radiate from his fingertips through her 
groin, zeroing in on her beating clit as he slowly pushed her legs farther 
and farther apart. As her legs spread, Joanne felt her swollen, sticky 
twat-lips pull against one another, then spring apart from the stretching 
pressure. 

"Mmmmmmmmm," Joanne groaned deliciously as she felt Doug's big dick jam up 
against her cunt-lips and slowly push inward and down. She could feel every 
hot inch of his prick with her wet pussy-walls as it throbbed and dug its 
way along her rumbling twat. The throbbing of Doug's cock started up a 
series of tiny explosions, blowing up in time to each dick vibration. Joanne 
took a deep breath and tightened up her cunt-muscles, trapping Doug's cock 
tightly with her snatch-walls. Doug pulled back slightly, almost drawing hit 
prick out, then shoved forward again. 

"OHHHHHHHH, YOU B-BASTARD!" Joanne cried out digging her head hard into the 
pillow as she opened her eyes and saw her son smiling down at her. His long 
blond hair was in his eyes and sweat dripped down his handsome face to his 
broad shoulders. Joanne could have come right there. 

Joanne shuddered. It felt so good to have her son's cock jammed up in her 
snatch. The sounds of Gloria moaning and Jim grunting next to her helped 
increase her excitement. Joanne realized that the squishing, screaming and 
bucking of all four of them was heightening her sexual pleasure, and she 
wondered why she'd never thought of suggesting a four-way like that before. 

"Ohhhhhh, yessss. Fuck the slit out of me," she whispered barely above her 
breath. 

"I'll fuck your brains out," Doug answered her almost angrily. 

Joanne opened her eyes again. Whenever Doug growled at her like that, she 
knew that he was getting close to dumping his load in her snatch. Joanne bit 
her lower lip and mustered up the strength to reach between her legs. She 
wanted to feel the hot jizz bubbling in his contracting balls. 

"Ohhhhh, M-M-Mom," Doug stammered as Joanne lightly grabbed his swaying 
fuck-sac. Joanne could hardly believe it, but she could feel the bubbling of 
her son's thick jizz as it spattered against the sides of his balls. She 
knew that he was about to explode into her cunt and spurt out his hot jizz 
in her body. Joanne moaned with anxious excitement as Doug started humping 
her like an animal. His rhythm increased to a wild frenzy while he reached 
down and grabbed her throbbing clit hard. He massaged it, rubbing her hairy 
mound with his thumb at the same time. Joanne wanted to piss and fart with 
unspeakable excitement as she lay back and enjoyed the unutterable shocks of 
sexual delight that ripped through her body. "YESSSS! ARRGHHHRH! OHHHHHH, 
FUCKIN' GODDDDD! YESSSS! WAWWWWHHHHH!" Gloria shrieked next to her. 

Joanne was thankful for the girl's interruption. Both she and Doug were 
about to come. Gloria's howls brought them both partially back to reality. 
It prolonged that long-waited-for second, something that both of them 
wanted, but at the same time wanted to put off for as long as possible. 

"Ohhhhhhh," Joanne groaned as she turned her head around again and saw that 
the girl had the sheet clenched in both fists and was humping in time to her 
brother's ass sucking. Jim's dick slipped in and out of Gloria's stretched 
butt-hole like some kind of field oil pump. Joanne could tell from the color 
of Jim's throbbing dick that he was just about to fire his load into his 
sister's shitter. At the same time, the teen was digging into Gloria's 
blasting cunt with both hands. "AHHHHHH! ARRGHHHHHH!" Joanne screamed. The 
scene was too much for her. Watching Jim and Gloria fucking so wildly pushed 
her up to the edge of orgasm. She teetered dangerously on the brink, feeling 
her clit harden more and more until it quivered like a struck piece of 
stainless steel. Doug seemed to sense her position and held his fucking up 
for a few seconds, letting his rock-hard cock throb quietly against her red 
clit. 

"Hold up, Mom!" Doug said desperately. 

But Joanne couldn't hold back any more. The sounds and sights of everything 
around her were too much. With one final harsh gasp, the blonde felt her 
brain blow apart into millions of tiny glowing pieces. It felt as if someone 
had buried a special kind of knife deep in her crotch and was slicing up her 
snatch-walls. Instead of feeling agony, Joanne felt a series of contractions 
that were the most pleasurable she'd ever experienced. 

"WAWWWWHHHHHH!" Gloria howled in one long shriek at the same time. Both 
women arched and stiffened their sweaty bodies and slammed their thighs high 
in the air as orgasms gripped their beating clits. 

"Fuck! FUCK! FFFFFUUUUUCCCCKKK!" Doug cried as he felt his tightly packed, 
lava-hot cum welling up in his balls, then blast through his long, throbbing 
fuck-tube and spray out of his cunt-buried cock-head. 

"BITCH! BITCH!" Jim screamed out next to him, digging his fingers so hard 
into Gloria's blasting pussy that Joanne thought he'd pull it apart. 

The four of them groaned and shrieked as their, mutual orgasms seemed to 
last for hours. 

Finally, all the contractions stopped and they collapsed in a hot fleshy 
pile, exhausted from the fucking ordeal. 

"Christ!" Doug finally was able to say as he pulled himself up from his 
panting mother. 

"Oh, honey," Joanne groaned put, feeling completely drained of energy. She 
felt an incredibly comfortable warm glow settle over her slackening cunt as 
Doug's cock continued to twitch lazily in her snatch. 

"That hurt," Gloria said, pouting slightly as Jim continued to grind his 
thighs against his sister's well-molded ass. 

"Come on, Gloria. Don't play the virgin with me. You know damned well we've 
done that before," Jim said, turning to Doug and Joanne and laughing softly. 

"She didn't seem to like it at first," Joanne said, reaching out and 
stroking one of Gloria's tits. 

"Hell, that's how we started out. She was so fuckin' worried about losing 
her cherry. So, I managed to creep into her bed and slip it in her shitter 
one night. The cunt came easy after that," Jim said, reaching down and 
cupping his sister's buttocks in both hands. 

"Hey, you think these two are safe at the Olympics?" Doug asked Jim, winking 
playfully at his friend. 

"Christ, if they get at the team, well lose every fuckin' game," Doug said, 
hunching back from his mother and sliding his limp dick out of her pussy. 

"You'll have to forgive my son, Gloria. He's a little crude sometimes. He 
takes after his father," Joanne said as she slowly lowered her feet to the 
mattress. Joanne began to see that Gloria could be a valuable asset to her 
experimentation's in fucking. It was hard for her to believe that she once 
thought that the girl was innocent. Gloria could hold her own in the fucking 
arena-and possibly even beat her in a few events. 

"That's okay, Mrs. Hill. But you know, I'd love to get your son's cock in my 
cunt sometime. I was watching the two of you-" Gloria started to say. 

"The way you were screaming about my dick in your shitter, I'm surprised you 
would have heard the Atom bomb, off a mile away," Jim said. 

"Fuck you! Anyway, like I was saying, I'd like to have Doug's dick sometime, 
if it's okay with you," Gloria said, looking hotly at Doug. 

Joanne looked at her son first, then at Gloria. It was obvious that both of 
them wanted to try each other out. And. for some strange reason, Joanne 
wasn't jealous. She guessed that their spirited four-way helped break down 
any resentment she might have otherwise had toward Gloria. 

"Hey, you two, take it easy. There's plenty of time to take care of that," 
Joanne said as Doug reached over and started fingering Gloria's stiffening 
clit. 

"No time like the present," Doug said as he yanked his hardening dick from 
his mother's cunt and crawled over to the groaning girl. 

"Well, Mrs. Hill. It looks like they've left us out," Jim said, backing away 
to let Doug get at his sister. 

"That's okay, Jim," Joanne said, raising her hands and placing them on her 
full, rounded titties. "I think we can figure something out to do," she 
whispered as Jim crawled behind the humping Doug and inched his way between 
the blonde's widely splayed thighs. 

Joanne had never spent a night like that before in her life. Jim reamed out 
her cunt with his dick while Doug finished off Gloria, driving the girl to 
new heights of screaming pleasure as her brother sent Joanne's clit beating 
crazily like a bass drum. Then the teens put the two women together in a 
sixty-nine position, jacking off for a while as they watched Gloria and 
Joanne eat each other out. Doug and Jim finished off by hunching up to the 
women-Doug behind his mother, Jim against behind his sister-and fucking them 
in the ass. 

When she woke up in the morning, Joanne rolled lazily over to her left to 
see what time it was. 

"Oh, Christ! It's nine o'clock!" the blonde shouted as she reached over and 
shook Doug awake. The two teens nearly jumped out of bed, realizing that 
they'd spent the entire night fucking the women. They should have been back 
at the school at midnight. 

"They'll hang us by the balls," Doug said as he flopped his big, soft dick 
in his Jockey shorts. 

"Don't worry. I'm footing the bills in that school, don't forget," Joanne 
said as she snapped up her halter. 

"What about me?" Jim said worriedly as he pulled up his pants. 

"We'll make it a package plan. Now hurry up and get dressed-all of you!" 
Joanne said as she finished zipping up her skirt. 

The four of them dressed hurriedly, then ran out of the room as if the hotel 
were on fire. Joanne nearly forgot to pay the bill as Jim and Doug shot but 
of the lobby exit to set if the bus was there that would take them to the 
school. 

"Hurry up, Mom!" Doug shouted through the half-opened door as Joanne 
finished paying the bill. She tried not to look at the sneering clerk who 
took her money. It was the same man who had been on duty when they checked 
in, and he kept making snide remarks about the hotel clerk hearing "strange 
noises" on her floor all night. 

As Joanne climbed on the bug, she tried to think of a way she could explain 
her son's and Jim's tardiness. She'd heard about how strict military schools 
were. If she brought up the fact that she was paying her son's tuition and 
expenses, the authorities might just point to the door and escort both her 
and Jim out to the Street. Joanne wouldn't have minded that solution. She'd 
put her son back in the public school, and he could live at home, servicing 
her aching snatch day and night. But she could tell that he enjoyed going to 
this military school. Joanne racked her brains as the bus rolled through the 
Northern California countryside. As it pulled in front of the series of 
large gray stone buildings that was Doug's school, Joanne decided that she'd 
have to use her body as a selling point to whoever was in charge. 

"So, what's the problem, Hill?" Joanne heard a gruff, low voice shout out 
from the veranda of what appeared to be the main building. 

"That's Major Duffy. He's the head S.O.B. of the school," Doug whispered 
under his breath as he bent down and picked up his mother's bag from the 
curb next to the bus. Jim and Gloria stood protectively behind Joanne. The 
blonde sighed as she stared at the tall, graying man standing in front of 
the main building. He looked more like a monument than anything human. 

"Leave him to me," Joanne said softly as she started up the short gravel 
drive to the major. 

"Ma'am?" he said, saluting Joanne as she climbed up the three marble steps 
to the veranda. 

"I'm Mrs. Hill, and I can explain all this, Major," Joanne said as she put 
her arm through his and pushed him gently back into the building. 

"I.. .un. Hill, you and Smith take the other young lady to her quarters and 
settle her in. I'll speak with your mother about this," he said as Joanne 
turned her head and winked at Doug, Jim and Gloria. 

"You know, Mrs. Hill, this is a military academy for young men, we're trying 
to train them to obey orders, no matter how inconvenient they may appear. 
After all, we're getting them ready for the military," the major said 
crisply as he ushered her in his office. 

"I really appreciate that, Major. But you've got to understand. It's been 
such along time since I've seen my son. We just got carried away, that's 
all," Joanne purred as she sat down in a leather chair to the right of Major 
Duffy's desk. 

"Hmmmmm, I thought he and Smith went down to your place last week. At least, 
that's what they told me," Major Duffy said as he started fishing through a 
series of Manila folders on his desk. 

"Oh, they were down there alright. But you know how guys are. You hardly get 
a chance to see them when they're home," Joanne said softly, crossing her 
was and hiking up her skirt slightly so the major would have a good view of 
her upper thighs. 

"Uh . . . yes, I guess that's so," the man stammered as he shot a quick 
glance at Joanne's tapered legs. 

Good. The major's not queer or dead, Joanne said to herself as she got up 
and walked quickly behind the desk. 

"What the devil-" Major Duffy started as Joanne reached down quickly and 
unzipped his fly. 

"I'm a woman of few words, Major. I've always admired the military for fast 
action. Let's see how quickly you get off, sir," Joanne said as she reached 
in the hot, dark hole and pulled out the mans stiffening prick. Unlike Jim's 
and Doug's, Major Duffy's cock was the avenge six inches in length. But 
there was nothing average about the way he reacted to the blonde's 
finger-massage. He howled like an animal, falling forward from the sudden 
cock-grip, then crashing backward until hp fell into his leather-padded 
swivel chair. 

"Ohhhhhh, good. You'll be more relaxed that way," Joanne said hotly as she 
reached back and quickly unbuttoned her blouse. As Major Duffy reached down 
and fingered his cock gently with his right hand, Joanne unsnapped her bra 
and let her mountainous titties flop free. 

"My God!" the man commented as he watched Joanne's heavy jugs sway in the 
air. 

"Maybe you'd like to see how these feel next to your dick," the woman said 
as she crawled between the major's spread legs and flopped her jugs on top 
of the man's jerking dick. "Here, you look awfully uncomfortable, Major," 
Joanne said as she reached up and unbuckled his belt, sliding his pants down 
past his muscular buttocks to his ankles. As she reached up and pressed her 
titties in from either side, trapping the Major's hot dick in between the 
two mounds of spongy flesh, Joanne realized that she was really getting 
turned on by the man. He certainly was no old fart. His short-clipped hair 
was turning steel-gray, but his body was muscular and hard as cement. Age 
hadn't done anything to the man's looks either, and his sex drive was 
obviously as strong as ever. 

"Uhhhhhhh," Major Duffy groaned, throwing his head back as Joanne started 
humping up and down, rubbing the man's twitching cock faster and faster with 
her swollen tit-flesh. She felt her nipples sputtering with excitement, and 
loved the sensation Major Duffy's cock hairs gave to her tit-tips as they 
scraped against his powerful groin. 

"Let's try it this way, Major," Joanne said, backing away slightly and 
standing up. 

"What?" the man asked, startled by Joanne's sudden move. 

"Take a look at a genuine, hot pussy," she said, unfastening her skirt and 
pushing down her panties to the floor. The blonde shoved her burning muff up 
to the Major's face, teasingly brushing it against his right cheek before 
she pulled it away and knelt back between his legs. As Joanne opened her 
mouth directly above Major Duffy's prick-head, she looked up and noticed 
that he was licking at the wet blotch her drooling pussy left on his cheek. 

"Mmmmmmmm," the blonde groaned as she felt her clit tingle. Joanne reached 
down to stroke it as she slipped the man's dick in her mouth, running her 
tongue over and into the tight slit in his prick-head. His pole seemed tb 
grow more and more, filling up her mouth and throbbing with excitement and 
heat. 

"Ohhhhhh, fuuuucccckkk!" the Major groaned, bucking up his hips and grinding 
his hairy crotch against Joanne's nose and chin. The blonde realized that 
Major Duffy was close to coming. He wasn't as expert at sexual play as her 
son or Jim were. In a way, Joanne was sorry. She'd started this scene only 
as a means to get her son and his friend out of trouble. Now, Joanne wanted 
to enjoy the major as much as possible. 

"Faster," the major groaned, carried away by Joanne's frenzied tonguing. The 
blonde raised one hand to his crotch and began to play gently with his hot, 
heavy balls, brushing the coarse gay and black hair that surrounded the 
thick base of his jerking cock. She ran her fingers up the thick, throbbing 
vein that ran the entire length of his dick, wondering how much jizz the 
major packed in his big balls. 

"N-NOW!" the man cried out desperately, reaching down and digging his 
powerful fingers into Joanne's skull. Just as she felt his cock begin to 
swell powerfully between her puffed cheeks, Joanne felt a blast of cool air 
against her hot, sweaty sides. 

"Mom!" Doug shouted. 

"Mrs. Hill!" Jim and Gloria cried. 

"Ohhhh, shit!" Major Duffy said as he pulled his cock out of Joanne's mouth 
and reached down, trying to pull up his military trousers. 

"Don't worry about that, Major," Joanne said, reaching up and pulling his 
pants back down to the floor. 

"But, but-" the Major sputtered. 

"Major, you're sounding like a motor boat," Joanne said, laughing lightly as 
she motioned the three people to come in. "I just know that you won't do 
anything about my son and his friend now, will you?" Joanne asked, winking 
slyly at Doug and Jim. 

"Well, I guess not," the man said gruffly, flushing a deep red and wondering 
what else the four of them had planned for him. 

"Now, now, Major. There's no need to get all bent out of shape," Joanne 
said. 

"Ohhhh, I've always like military men," Gloria cooed, taking the cue and 
sauntering up to the major. His eyes lit up like two nuclear explosions as 
Gloria pressed her titties against the side of his face. At the same time, 
Joanne reached up and started milking his hot fuck-sac with her slender 
fingers. 

"Maybe you and the young lady could stay on base even after the Olympics," 
the Major said as he reached up and slid his hand down Gloria's slacks. 

"Maybe that could be arranged," Joanne said, motioning to Doug and Jim to 
take off their clothes. "Meanwhile, why don't we all relax and enjoy 
ourselves? We'll show you just what kind of asset we'll be to your school," 
Joanne said as she bent down and started lapping at the major's dripping 
dick. 

"Shit!" was the only reply the major gave her. "That's it, Major. Just 
relax," Joanne said as she filled her mouth up with dick-meat one more time. 
At the same time, Gloria was undressing and letting the major play with her 
hanging titties. Doug had already peeled off his clothes and was behind his 
mother, fingering her cunt and shitter, trying to make up his mind which 
hole to plug. Jim had pulled down his trousers and was milking his dick up 
to full stiffness while he gripped his sister's firm butt-cheeks with his 
right hand. Joanne took in the scene one mare time, then closed her eyes and 
gave herself up to Doug's cunt-and-bung fingering and the major's hot dick. 
She had no idea that military school could be so much fun. As for the 
Olympics, Joanne was going to suggest to the Major that he enter her as a 
"special event". She was sure that she'd win. 


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