Mom's In The Mood
by Kevin Sellers


Chapter One 

As she stood in the bedroom doorway watching her son peel out of his 
clothes, Tracy Martin gave a. shocked little gasp. 

Clutching a forgotten load of laundry in her arms, she stared as young Dell 
threw off his shirt and tore his jeans down in a swift, determined motion, 
letting his stiff cock spring into the air. 

"Oh my God!" 

Tracy's voice came out in a small, choked gasp when she saw his rigid young 
prick swing nakedly up above a hefty sagging ball-sac, surging from its 
downy nest of thick brown curls and wagging wildly out in front of him. He 
kicked the jeans aside and flopped onto his bed. 

It had all happened too suddenly, before she could react. She'd walked into 
her son's room without bothering to knock, without even the slightest 
thought of interrupting a scene like the one that met her now. Literally 
caught in mid-step, she could only stand there gawking with wide eyes as 
Dell reached down and grasped his engorged cock in a tight first, "Oh, oh 
yeah! Yeah, yeah!" 

He gave a hoarse groan and began to pump, oblivious to the fact that his 
mother had just entered the room and was watching the whole thing. His 
fingers rode rhythmically up and down the swollen shaft of his teenaged 
prick with long, squeezing strokes, wringing it in gleeful abandon. His 
athletic body bucked off the bed. 

Within moments his fist was pistoning along the veined length of his cock in 
an unleashed fury, whipping across its surface with harsh urgent pulls as he 
hunched upward in spasms to meet each down-stroke. 

Standing there open-mouthed and gaping in horror, Tracy saw it all in that 
first instant of numbed realization. 

And in that same instant, her stunned gaze riveted on the huge shaft of 
cock-meat in Dell's pumping fingers. 

It had been a long, long time since she'd seen a man's cock, any man's cock. 
A widow of the past eight years, the voluptuous blonde had almost forgotten 
just what a big, stiff cock looked like. In fact, having long since resigned 
herself to the lonely existence of a woman without a husband around the 
house to satisfy her, she'd given up any hope of ever seeing one again. 

But now, caught in a confrontation so abrupt and unexpected that she 
couldn't avoid it, Tracy found herself staring in astonishment at the 
massive prick surging out of her own son's hand. 

Its enormous thick length pushed from the grip of his fingers, swelling into 
a bloated knob of bulbed flesh that held her attention, freezing her to the 
spot. 

And even in the midst of her shock she felt a pang of unmotherly sensation 
shoot through her cunt, an electric current of response racing from a 
long-hidden part of her. 

Dell's cock was the biggest she'd ever seen in her life, ever bigger than 
his father's. 

Acting on impulse, she dropped her laundry to the floor and walked forward, 
letting out a pent-up breath. 

"Dell! Dell Martin, stop that this instant! Just what do you think you're 
doing, young man? That's the most disgusting thing I've ever seen! Stop it, 
and I mean now!" 

At first he didn't seem to hear, his attention totally focused on the 
scalding need that throbbed deep in his stiff prick. 

Then his fist froze in mid-pump, and his body shuddered in a spasm of 
surprise. He twisted around to find his enraged mother towering over him, 
her face set in a wrathful glower and her blue eyes sparkling with a sharp 
glare of admonishment. 

"Muhh, Mom!" 

His eyes grew wide with surprise. 

For a long moment they stared at each other in hesitant silence, neither of 
them quite knowing what to say next. 

Finally Dell stumbled for words, his face flushing beet-red as he released 
his prick and let it flail into full view, stiff as a tree branch waving in 
a strong breeze. 

"Mom, I, I didn't hear you come in! I was just, " 

"I can see perfectly well what you were just! And let me tell you young man, 
you're not nearly as surprised as I am! Answer me, damn it! Beating yourself 
off like, like some kind of dirty little schoolboy! How could you?" 

Astonished at the vehemence of her own words, she saw Dell's face scrunch 
with shame under her onslaught. 

But at the same time she couldn't quite tear her eyes from the bloated 
teenaged cock that wagged and bobbed before her, so big and lush and 
tempting that its presence sent a shiver coursing through her. 

"I'm sorry, Mom! I didn't mean to do anything wrong! It just sorta happened, 
that's all! I'm really sorry!" 

"Sorry!" Trembling with confused emotions, Tracy cut off her son's abashed 
apology. "You didn't look very sorry just a minute ago when I stood at the 
door and watched you beating off! You didn't look one bit sorry until I 
stopped you! And as a matter of fact, I'm not so sure you're sorry even now. 
Just look at yourself, look at what you've done! That, that's simply 
disgraceful!" 

Her glare turned to the spectacle of his still-engorged cock, driving her 
anger home with a frankness that had him blushing a fierce crimson in 
response. 

By this time Dell was thoroughly mortified. 

"Come on, Mom, it's not that bad! All the guys from school do it! It's not 
my fault if I get all, all tensed up like this! I just can't help it!" 

The expression of pure embarrassment etched across his youthful face worked 
up a pang of sympathy within Tracy. He had a point, and they both knew it. 

And at the same time, there was no hiding the sudden ache that pulsed deep 
in her long-unfucked pussy, simmering with a need of its own. 

Making every effort to overcome her initial outrage, she answered in a 
slightly husky tone of mingled horniness and disapproval. "Well, it's wrong 
to do such a thing to yourself. And I don't care if all the other boys in 
town just beat themselves silly, I won't have any son of mine abusing 
himself that way! Do you understand me? Just look at what you've gotten 
started. Look at this!" 

Her hand shot out and grasped his swollen prick, fingers circling around its 
rigid immensity in a tight grip. It was a thoughtless, automatic action. And 
it was a terrible mistake. Because as she stood there with her son's meaty 
young cock throbbing against her palm, Tracy felt a blast of fresh heat rip 
through her cunt with an intensity that made her gasp. The feel of his cock 
jolting in her hand was a sensation she hadn't known in years. It was all 
she could do to retain her motherly composure as she gave Dell's prick a 
sharp squeeze, making him gasp as well. 

"Now do you see what you've caused? Really, you ought to be ashamed! And now 
that you've gotten yourself all excited and aroused like this, what are we 
supposed to do with you? Do you have any answers to that, young man?" Dell 
groaned, his eyes bulging wide as he gaped down at the sight of his mother's 
fist wrapped around his aching cock. His mouth opened and shut in wordless 
astonishment, as if he couldn't quite believe what he was seeing. Tracy 
realized that she'd gone too far. Everything had happened so fast, stirring 
up such an intense mixture of emotions inside her, that she'd simply gotten 
carried away by the presence of that lush slab of erect cock. She was Dell's 
mother, but she was a woman too. And it was the woman in her that shuddered 
with a ripple of pure arousal as she grasped that hard prick even tighter, 
feeling her pussy boil. 

She couldn't seem to let go. For the first time in eight long years she 
found herself once again holding a man's stiff prick, totally aware of its 
thick shaft pulsing and twitching in her grip. She began to squeeze on its 
engorged length with a long stroking rhythm, riding her fist along Dell's 
fat cock-meat with thorough, milking tugs. 

"Is this what it takes to satisfy you? Is this what I have to do to keep you 
from playing with yourself like some nasty, dirty little pervert? Answer me! 
Is this what you want?" 

Her massaging hand rode up and down on his cock with an intimacy that turned 
Dell's reply into a gasp. Overwhelmed by the whole turn of events, he thrust 
instinctively at her fist. "Oh, oh Mom that, uhhh! Unngh!" 

His eyes went glassy as he watched Tracy's fingers glide over his bloated 
prick, pumping from its nested base all the way up to the rim of its 
inflamed tip and back down again with increasing friction. 

"Is that all you have to say, now that you've got me finishing what you 
started? Well, I suppose I should consider that at least some kind of an 
answer. And from the reaction I'm getting, I assume that means yes! All 
right, then. Since we've gone this far already, we may as well see it 
through to the end, just this once. Am I doing it the way you want, honey? 
Is this how you horny little boys like to have your cocks beaten off? It's 
been such a long time since I've done anything like this, I want to make 
certain I'm doing it right!" 

She pumped his prick harder with each stroke. And all the while her gaze 
greedily devoured the prick that jolted against her fingers, its massive 
stiffness swelling even bigger as a glistening droplet of pre-cum oozed from 
the piss-hole. 

Her pussy drooled more urgently than ever with the rich promise of jism that 
collected at Dell's cock-tip. The lips of her cunt flared apart beneath the 
confines of panties and slacks to let a gush of fuck-juices spill out, 
drenching her crotch with steamy arousal. Her pulse raced, and her mouth 
went dry. She clenched her son's cock so tightly that he groaned, thrusting 
beneath her grasp. 

"Yeah, oh yeah, Mom, that really feels, uhh! Oh, yeah!" 

Dell growled and arched off the bed to meet her hand. Totally overwhelmed by 
the whole chain of events that had taken place in the past minutes, he 
couldn't believe what was happening. 

He was getting jerked off by his own mom. 

His own mom! 

And it felt fantastic! 

As he thrust at her fist with growing fury, his balls began to swell. 
Everything had happened too fast. His cock ached to blast its pent-up jizz, 
throbbing with an urgency that he couldn't control. 

Unable to hold back any longer, he cried out. "Oh, oh, Mom, I'm cumming! 
Cumming! Uuunnnnhhh!" 

His youthful body bucked upward in a sudden surge of bliss, and his cock 
gave an explosive throb. 

"Aaannngggh! Wuuuunnhh!" 

Pumping harder than ever, Tracy saw it happen. She actually saw the first 
thick wad of cum arc out of his piss-slit and spurt across her bare arm. She 
saw a second geyser spew into the air in a long looping trail and splash 
over her fist. 

A third jet of steamy jizz quickly followed, and a fourth and a fifth. 

Her pussy melted in a gush of pure heat that no motherly pretense could 
hide. Mesmerized by the spectacle of her son's fountaining cock, she pounded 
her fist up and down the shuddering length of his cock-meat with all her 
might to wring every last glob of jism out of Dell's balls, until at last he 
sank back on the bed in a gasping, breathless heap. 

His reddened prick continued to twitch in her cum-drenched fingers as she 
released a little gasp of excitement. 

"There, I hope that satisfied you, young man! And I also hope you've learned 
a lesson from this episode! I, I certainly know I have, at any rate." 

Giving his cock-shaft a last, lingering squeeze to milk the final drops of 
jizz out of it, she pulled her hand back. 

"Now go take a shower and cool yourself off, and we'll both forget that this 
incident ever happened. Is it a deal?" 

"Sure. Sure, Mom, anything you say." 

Grinning from ear to ear in a mixture of frank relief and sheepish pleasure, 
Dell immediately got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. He yelped 
playfully and dodged away as Tracy gave his bare ass a loving slap. 

"Ow! Okay, I'm going, Mom! I'm going!" 

Then he vanished from sight, scampering lightly down the hall. 

A moment later the muted sizzle of the shower burst to life, and from where 
she sat, Tracy could hear him humming. 

She looked down at her arm and hand, still not quite able to believe the 
wicked thing she'd just done. 

Gooey splatters of jism looped along her flesh, blatant evidence of her 
unmotherly actions. 

And in her present state, the sight of all that sweet cum was more than she 
could stand. 

She acted without thinking, responding automatically to the unleashed 
desires that seethed inside her. 

Raising her spunk-slickened arm to her lips, she flicked out her tongue to 
capture a thick wad of cock-cream. 

The first swipe of her moist tongue collected a huge glob of Dell's sticky 
jizz. She swallowed, feeling it dribble hotly all the way down her throat. 

It had been years since she'd tasted cum. 

Almost before she realized what she was doing, Tracy licked again and again. 
She greedily gulped up the splashes of jizz that coated her arm, unable to 
stop herself. 

Then, with a small whimper, she slumped back onto Dell's rumpled bed. 

There was no fighting off the wave of excitement that coursed through her 
now, melting away any last trace of inhibition. In a single fluid motion, 
she tore at the elastic waistband of her slacks and shoved her cum-lathered 
hand straight for the frothy hole of her hot pussy. 

Her fingers plunged into the thick fur of her cunt-bush and slid along the 
gaping lips of her cunt. They groped wildly across the sensitive bud of her 
erect dit and gouged into the groove of her pussy-slit without the slightest 
hesitation, as she arched to meet them. 

"Ahhhh! Oh, yes, yesssss that's, owwhhh! Unnnhhhh!" Tracy cried out with 
delight as one finger fucked up the sopping trench of her pussy-hole. The 
heel of her hand smashed hard against her clit, grinding the stiff, hooded 
button as she began to fuck two fingers in and out, pumping deep into her 
overheated cunt-hole. It was an awful, perverted thing to do. She hadn't 
masturbated since her high school days. And even in her wildest fantasies 
she'd never even dreamed that she might find herelf doing such a disgusting 
thing on her own son's bed, in the middle of a summer afternon, with Dell 
under the shower just a short distance away. 

Hunching up in delirious abandon and fucking her fingers up her wet cunt 
with harsh stabs, she let all the suppressed needs of the afternoon's 
episode come pouring out of her in a sobbing, ecstatic wail of sheer bliss. 

"Yesssss! Oh, my baby, that's it! That's so good! Do it to me just like 
that! Harder, harder! Aaaaahhhhh!" 

Her voluptuous body quaked and humped in wild spasms as her fingers fucked 
up her cunt with increasing fury. Her free hand swooped up under the 
confines of blouse and bra to clutch at her large tits, her fingers clawing 
those big lush mounds and plucking at the swollen spikes of her inflamed 
nipples as she soared toward climax in a blind frenzy. 

Within mere moments she was on the verge of an orgasm, her dazed mind 
reeling with the sharp image of Dell's exploding cock as she finger-fucked 
her pussy to an explosion of its own. 

No amount of fingering could ever match the real thing. But in her present 
state of mind, Tracy was like a woman possessed. In her lust-hazed thoughts, 
it was Dell's vibrant young cock twisting and lurching inside her, fucking 
her to a completion she'd almost forgotten could exist. It was his luxuriant 
young prick that shot its precious load of jism deep into her long-unfucked 
pussy, filling her to the brim. 

No longer bound by even a twinge of motherly repression, she soared to 
orgasm in a heaving mass of utter sensuality. Her body bucked off the bed, 
and her voice rose to a gurgling scream. 

She came hard, writhing in a series of shudders as her climax ripped through 
her again and again. Clenching the turgid button of a fat nipple and fucking 
her cum-soaked fingers deep in the chute of her cunt-hole, she sopped up 
every fresh spasm of release, until at last they had all been worked out of 
her. 

Then she sank back in sobbing rapture, her head lolling and her blue eyes 
fluttering as reality slowly seeped in once more. 

Down the hall, Dell soaped himself up and hummed a song, unaware of the 
hot-cunted woman who lay trembling on his bed. 

At last, temporarily sated, Tracy pulled both slickened fingers from her 
cunt and rose. 

She straightened her rumpled clothing. Hastily walking out of his room and 
slipping downstairs to start supper, Tracy knew that the whole incident had 
been a terrible mistake. 

It should never have happened at all. But since it had, her only alternative 
was to pretend it hadn't. 

But as she went about her usual routine of preparing supper, Tracy could 
think of nothing else. 

And all the while her pussy continued to tingle as a constant reminder. 

 Chapter Two 

Though neither of them mentioned that episode throughout supper, its effect 
hovered in the air between them. Tracy could still feel her pussy aching, 
twitching with an unmotherly desire that her brief frantic fingering session 
had only temporarily appeased. From time to time she caught Dell watching 
her as if he wasn't quite certain the afternoon's events had really 
happened. 

Both mother and son were unusually subdued, avoiding each other's eyes with 
mutual embarrassment as they ate in uncharacteristic silence. It came as a 
relief when Dell finally excused himself, hopped up from his chair, and 
scampered into the living room to watch TV. 

As she went through the motions of clearing the table and washing up the 
dishes, Tracy tried to ignore the strange mixture of guilt and lust that 
simmered inside her. She tried to push the vivid image of her son's spurting 
young cock from her mind. She tried to shrug the whole incident off as a 
brief unexpected mistake which must never be allowed to happen again. 

She tried to regain her motherly composure, hoping against hope that the 
ache in her pussy would simply go away. 

But of course it didn't. And she couldn't force the memory of Dell's 
precious young cock out of her thoughts. 

On the surface, it was just another quiet evening at home. Tracy settled 
into her favorite chair and leafed idly through a fashion magazine while 
Dell sprawled on the couch engrossed in an old western rerun, the two of 
them following their usual routines as if nothing at all had happened. 

But the difference was there, all the same. 

And even after the movie ended, even after Dell finally said a quick 
goodnight and bounded up the stairs to his room, Tracy could feel that 
difference gnawing deep in her pussy, stoking an ache that no number of mere 
finger-fucking sessions could ever satisfy. 

She was turned on like a bitch in heat, and couldn't shut it off again. 

At last she gave up trying and flicked off the downstairs lights, then 
headed up for bed, hoping that a good night's sleep might help. 

After changing into one of her usual silky nightgowns, she slipped down the 
hall to the bathroom for a refreshing shower. The sharp chill of the spray 
soothed her a bit, and by the time she'd dried herself and once more tugged 
her nightgown into place, she almost felt like her old self again. 

It was as she padded back toward her room that she caught the shaft of light 
peeking out from under Dell's bedroom door. 

He was still awake, probably reading one of his silly spy novels, she 
figured. 

Tracy reacted suddenly, without taking time to think. She swerved toward his 
door and rapped gently, then opened it and peeked in. 

"Dell? Honey, am I interrupting anything? May I come in?" 

Flopped in bed with a single sheet tangled over his lean body and a 
paperback fluttering from his fingertips, Dell jerked at her abrupt 
appearance. His head bobbed upright and he let out a belated reply. 

"Oh, hi, Mom. Sure, you can come in. Is something the matter?" 

The innocent expression of surprise and concern on his youthful face melted 
her heart a bit. But at the moment, her pussy was melting too. And Dell's 
unsuspecting response only urged her on as she swept in and sat down on his 
bed, trying to make her actions seem light and casual. 

"Oh no, there's nothing wrong. It's just that, well, I thought you and I 
might have a little chat, that's all. About this afternoon. I mean, about 
what happened. Don't you think so too? I believe it's time we cleared the 
air. Dell, sit up here beside me so we can talk." 

Caught unprepared for yet another unexpected confrontation with his mother, 
Dell finally nodded. 

"Yeah, I guess so. Okay, Mom, if that's what you want." 

Obviously embarrassed by the very mention of their earlier activities, he 
scooted around to sit beside her, his face turning a shade of pink as he 
clutched the sheet tightly to his waist. 

It was instantly apparent that he hadn't worn pajamas to bed. His teenaged 
cock flopped loosely under the sheet. An extra shiver of excitement rippled 
through her pussy as she went on in a motherly tone, trying desperately to 
hide the heat that sparked inside her. "I don't want to keep you from your 
book, honey, so I'll make this as brief as possible. What happened this 
afernoon was ... well, it was an accident. It was all my fault, and it 
shouldn't have happened at all. Do you understand what I'm trying to say?" 

Dell scrunched his face thoughtfully, still squirming a bit beneath bis 
mother's gaze. He shrugged, not quite knowing how to reply. 

"That's okay. I mean, you were just kind of teaching me a lesson, that's 
all. There's nothing wrong with that, is there, Mom?" 

From where he sat, Dell could see the huge swells of his mother's big tits 
thrusting forward, their enlarged nipple peaks poking hard against the 
flimsy fabric. He caught fleeting flashes of her voluptuous flesh beneath 
the gown's filmy cover, and could even make out the slight bulge of tufted 
cunt-hair that jutted enticingly between her thighs. 

Before he could tear his eyes away, Dell felt his cock stiffen. It soared up 
beneath the sheet like a bucking colt, lurching into the air to an erection 
that couldn't possibly be missed. 

Belatedly, he dropped both hands across his lap in a useless attempt to hide 
the effect his mother's presence had caused. 

Tracy's eyes followed the motion, and went wide as she saw her son's prick 
balloon under the sheet, once again blossoming into the stiff hard-on she'd 
witnessed just a few short hours ago. 

"No, there's nothing wrong with being taught a lesson. It's just that, ohhh! 
Why, Dell! There, you see? You're getting excited all over again, and it's 
my fault. I shouldn't have come bursting into your room the way I did. I'm 
the one to blame for what happened this afternoon. And now I'm to blame for 
getting you aroused all over again. Just look at the effect I'm having on 
you. Just look at that!" 

She acted suddenly, taking them both by surprise. Her hands shot out and 
grabbed the sheet before Dell had time to do more than gulp. 

She tore the sheet away with a jerk, and his naked engorged cock sprang into 
the open. Its massive swollen shaft bobbed and jolted in the air, sticking 
up from his thick nest of cock-fur and hefty young balls with a sheer 
enormity that took Tracy's breath away for the second time that day. 

Caught completely unprepared for her own action, she gasped. After taking in 
the sight of that wagging, iron-hard cock for a long breathless instant, she 
finally managed to speak again in a voice that was almost a groan. "Just 
look! Look at what I've done to you! And no matter how much we try to deny 
it, I'm the one to blame! I, I suppose that by this time we both know what 
you need right now, don't we? And since I'm the one responsible for creating 
this situation in the first place, I guess I'm the one who'll just have to 
do something about it." 

Before she'd even finished speaking her hand swooped out to capture that 
precious flailing slab of prick. Her fingers wrapped around it and instantly 
began to squeeze. 

"Unnh! Oh, shit!" 

Dell made a gurgling sound in his throat as she once more clenched his prick 
in a loving grip. It jolted even stiffer in her grasp, just as it had this 
afternoon. 

And once again her pussy exploded in a flood of steamy juices, frothing up a 
lather of horny cunt-cream. 

"Mom, I don't think, oh, ohhh!" 

He tried feebly to protest, his young face wrenching in a turmoil of 
emotions. But he couldn't resist the possessive grip of his mother's fingers 
as they began to stroke up and down the length of his cock with blatant 
familiarity, gliding across its rippled surface and teasing him even 
stiffer. 

"Now darling, you don't need to be shy in front of me anymore. After what 
happened earlier today, I don't think either of us has a reason to be shy at 
this point! Besides, you don't really mind all that much if I take care of 
this little problem of yours, do you? If you simply insist on being jerked 
off like a naughty little boy, isn't it better to have a grown woman do the 
job for you?" 

She had a point, and they both knew it. Dell couldn't help but groan as her 
fist milked at his turgid prick, gliding up and down its engorged shaft with 
long loving squeezes. 

His body had already begun to twitch, automatically responding to the 
intimate caress of her massaging fingers. He sank back on the bed in a 
glassy-eyed heap, hunching upward to meet the rhythmic strokes of her fist. 

A thick white droplet of jizz oozed from his piss-slit and collected there 
in a heavy glob. 

Tracy's mouth watered at the sight. The heady flavor of her son's jism still 
lingered on her lips. And now she found herself once again confronted with a 
clinging bubble of that sweet nectar, all ripe and ready for tasting. 

She managed a hoarse laugh, barely able to conceal the unnatural hunger that 
churned inside her. 

"Well, I can see that this isn't going to take very long! Goodness, this 
horny cock of yours is beginning to leak cum already! And we certainly 
wouldn't want it to go to waste, would we?" 

She acted without thinking. 

Her head swooped down and her tongue darted out. It swiped along the flared 
bulb of her son's prick-tip in a sudden greedy lap, capturing his jism with 
deft expertise. 

"Ahhhh!" Dell gasped. His eyes bulged and his body gave an extra lurch as 
she lapped the cum from his piss-hole. 

It rolled across her tongue in a gooey splatter, its musky tang burning all 
through her mouth and down her throat as she gulped at it with frank, eager 
need. 

That single brief taste of jizz sent a pang of uninhibited pleasure coursing 
through her cunt. Licking her lips, she rose up to meet her son's stare. Her 
blue eyes sparked with a horny glint that she could no longer hide. 

"Ummm, that's nice! Your cum's so sweet, baby. Just like this big stiff cock 
of yours. Do you mind if I get another taste while I'm at it? It's been such 
a long time since I've had the chance to taste a man's cock. And I can 
promise that you'll enjoy it too. Momma knows just what to do to make her 
baby's poor aching prick feel all better." 

Without awaiting his reponse, she bent and licked again, swirling the pink 
moist probe of her tongue across his swollen cock-knob to make sure that not 
a trace of jism still clung to it. 

Then she began to lap up and down the entire length of his rigid cock-meat, 
feeling its stiff rippled texture jolt against her tongue as she stroked and 
teased and caressed her way down to the furry nest of his balls. 

Dell gurgled breathlessly, watching with awe as she licked across his fuzzy 
ball-sac until its wrinkled bag was lathered with saliva. 

No longer restrained by even a pretense of inhibition, she tongued hungrily 
up his cock-shaft again, as if it were a huge stick of candy, tasting every 
precious inch of engorged flesh. 

Almost before she quite realized it, Tracy's lips slid apart, engulfing his 
oversized cock-head with greedy, smacking appreciation. Dell's cock tip sank 
deep into her mouth, ballooning even stiffer as she rolled his massive 
cock-knob across her tongue and began to suck in earnest. 

But with that first intimate taste of jism still clinging to her lips, she 
had no control left at all. 

Instantly her head began to bob as she sucked more and more of his stiff, 
pulsing prick. 

And all the while, Dell watched in rapt disbelief as inch after swollen inch 
of his prick slowly vanished into the wet hole of his mother's mouth. He 
bucked upward in response, forcing it deeper between her lips with a hoarse 
groan of approval. 

"Oh yeah Mom, that, that feels great! It's even better than getting jacked 
off! Suck my cock! Suck it good like that! Yeah!" 

Tracy groaned as well, releasing a stifled gasp as the last precious inch of 
his sweet young prick sank in. 

It had been years since she'd taken a man's cock completely into her throat 
like this. And she'd never in her life taken one quite as big as the thick 
slab of cock that throbbed between her stretched lips now. The hunger inside 
her took over. She began to slide her mouth up and down that luscious 
teenaged prick with wet gulps of pure appreciation. 

Within moments she was sucking Dell off with all the frantic need that 
bubbled in her pussy, slurping over his cock-meat in a frenzy. Her lips 
moved back and forth along his veined cock-shaft, milking urgently on it as 
he thrust even harder. 

"Oh shit, Mom, I can't take much more of that! If you keep sucking me like 
that I'm gonna, ohhh, yeah! Suck me, suck me!" 

His lean young body bucked, fucking his cock between her lips with 
jackhammer lunges. Groping down to tangle both hands in her blonde hair, he 
humped with enraptured glee. 

"Ghuuuhhm! Mumppfff!" Tracy gurgled as that huge fat prick rammed deep into 
her throat. 

Her pussy gushed a molten blast of fuck-cream as she gobbled her son's 
immense prick, pumping furiously across its surface. The spongy knob of his 
prick-tip shoved so deeply that it smothered her cries, muffling them into 
stifled moans of delight. Her tongue raced over his cock-shaft, tasting yet 
another glob of jism as his aching cock began to ooze with approaching 
release. 

Dell couldn't resist the incredible sensation of having his cock sheathed up 
the constricted vise of his mother's warm, clutching throat. His balls were 
already boiling, sizzling toward eruption. 

Clinging to her hair more furiously than ever and wrenching upward with 
unleashed ecstasy, he gave a warning cry. "Mom, I'm gonna cum! I'm really 
gonna cum, right into your mouth! Oh shit, yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeahhh! 
Aaahhh!" 

There was no holding back any longer. Even as the cry tore from his lips, he 
bucked off the bed in a last shuddering arc, roughly jerking Tracy's head 
down in the same motion. 

Dell's massive cock jolted between her lips, and the first thick jet of jism 
geysered down her throat. 

A second spurt quickly followed, and then a third and a fourth. 

She gulped eagerly, smacking and swallowing to capture each fresh eruption 
as blast after blast of jizz exploded across her tongue and rolled down into 
her tummy in huge, syrupy splashes of nectar. After all these years, she'd 
forgotten just how wonderful it felt to suck a man off. Now those memories 
returned with a vengeance as she pummeled her mouth onto his twisting 
cock-meat and sucked for all the cum he had, determined not to let a drop 
escape. 

She kept sucking until at last he fell back on the bed, his eyes glazing 
over. 

The last little splatters of cock-cream oozed from his pooched-open 
piss-slit as she wrung his softening prick to make absolutely sure that it 
was emptied. 

Then, as the final beads of jizz drooled across her tongue, she let his 
reddened cock pop free. 

She raised her head to see Dell grinning weakly at her, his athletic body 
still twitching a bit and his drained prick flopping wetly across his balls 
as he chuckled happily, no longer the least embarrassed. 

"Oh, Mom, that was really something else! I, oh shit, I never felt anything 
like that before, ever in my life!" 

Wiggling beneath her like a satisfied puppy, he didn't at first notice the 
glow that flickered in Tracy's shining blue eyes. When she spoke, her voice 
came out in a strange choked murmur that he'd never heard before. "Did you 
like that, baby? Did you like getting off in Momma's mouth and shooting your 
spunk all down into her tummy? Wasn't that much better than being jacked 
off?" 

Grinning wider than ever, he nodded his head in agreement. 

"It sure was, oh hell, was it ever! That was better than, than just about 
anything!" 

"I'm glad, honey. I'm glad you liked it. But since we've gone this far 
already, I think it's time you learned everything, don't you?" Tracy slowly 
rose. 

Her head was spinning with lust. Her pussy churned with a horniness that she 
couldn't suppress another moment. Even as Dell's orgasm-hazed attention 
focused once more on reality, she reached up and peeled her nightgown from 
her shoulders. 

"Let's just satisfy all your curiosities about women while we're at it, 
shall we? Wouldn't you like to see what a real woman's body looks like, 
baby?" 

The nightgown slithered from her voluptuous body and drifted to the floor, 
collapsing about her feet in a heap. 

Her actions crashed in on Dell with a jolt. His jaw dropped, and a startled 
grunt rasped from his throat. 

He blinked dumbly, not quite able to believe the sight before him. 

"Isn't this what you want, lover? Well, take a good long look, because this 
is what makes horny little boys jack off, this is what makes cocks like 
yours get all stiff and sore! Look at me, young man! Just look!" 

Dell looked. He swallowed hard, staring blankly at his naked mother. 

Tracy smiled. 

 Chapter Three 

"Well? Do you like what you see? Judging from the look on your face, I seem 
to at least have your interest! And I suppose that's a good beginning." 

Trembling a bit from the sheer wicked horniness that quivered through her, 
Tracy had to chuckle at the expression etched across her son's handsome 
features. Dell's mouth hung Open, and his wide eyes gawked unblinkingly at 
the very first nude, real-live woman's body he'd ever seen. 

Tracy was a sexy woman, and she knew it. Her lush naked tits jutted forward, 
their large creamy globes thrusting out for blatant inspection. The fat 
swirls of her nipples were already distended to rigid spikes of sensitivity, 
plumping out like a pair of ripe juicy cherries and just aching for 
attention. 

Dell's shocked gaze riveted on those huge mounds, devouring them with open 
awe. He'd never seen a girl's tits before, except in pictures. "Oh man, oh 
man!" 

Tracy's smile widened. Her cunt gushed with molten fury, splashing 
pussy-juice down her thighs. She moved forward with an undulation that made 
her immense tits bounce pendulously before him. He followed her motions, 
feasting on every bounce and jiggle of her enormous tits. 

"I hope you appreciate the view you're getting, young man. I'm not used to 
showing myself off like this, you know. Does this satisfy your curiosity, or 
do you want more?" 

Dell was too dazzled to answer. He could only ogle her fantastic tits. 

"Well, at least you seem to appreciate a good pair of tits when you see 
them! You like my tits, don't you, baby? I suppose you'd like a closer look 
while you've got me like this. Here, is this better? Is this a good enough 
view for you? Take a good long look while I'm in the mood, because you just 
may not get another chance like this!" 

In a sudden motion, she reached up and scooped both mammoth tits into her 
cupped palms, hefting them outward until her hard nipples practically 
brushed his face. 

Dell made a loud gulping sound as those two puffy spikes of swollen nipple 
flesh were shoved right at him. His throat constricted, and his mouth went 
dry. The stiff textured peaks of his mom's nipples danced tauntingly before 
him, just inches from his lips. It was as if she was purposely tormenting 
him, daring him to react. 

And she seemed to be enjoying her show more by the moment. 

"This is what all you horny teenaged boys dream about, isn't it? A pair of 
nice big tits to grab in those hot little hands of yours, all ripe and ready 
for some action! You'd just love to dig your fingers into these, wouldn't 
you? Just look how stiff and hard my nipples are, how they're aching for 
attention, just the way that naughty cock of yours does! Wouldn't you like 
to rub the ache out of them for me, honey? Then why don't you go right ahead 
and do it? Don't be shy, just do it. Go ahead and feel my tits. Feel them. 
Do it, young man!" 

The tone of her voice turned sharp and demanding, making Dell wince. 

However, that was all the urging he needed. Utterly captivated by the 
blatant offer of those lush tits, he acted on an instinctive impulse that 
didn't give him time to think. 

His hands seemed to fly up of their own accord. They- slapped against those 
meaty tits in a sudden swoop, sweaty palms smashing against the turgid 
swells of Tracy's nipples with an urgency that made her gasp. "Ahhhh!" 

"Is, is this right, Mom? Does this feel okay?" 

Sliding his fingers across her massive tits to caress the flaring spikes of 
both nipples, he heard his mother's response ooze out in a groan. 

"Unnnh! Yes, yes that's nice. That's good darting, that's just, aahhh! 
Yesssss!" 

She wavered, reeling a bit as her son's hot fingers raked across her 
delicate nipples. Her pussy exploded in a burst of fresh fuck-juices, 
lathering between her thighs in ripples of pure, uninhibited heat. 

"Feel them all you want, baby. Just feel how stiff you're making my nipples. 
God, that's nice! Now ... now pinch them for me. Give them a good sharp 
pinch to make them even stiffer, ahhhh! Oh, oh yes, that's just perfect! Do 
that, Dell! Do it just like that!" 

Her voice rolled into a groan as he obediently captured the rigid shafts of 
her nipples between thumbs and forefingers and began to squeeze and pull on 
both inflamed buds. 

A pang of sheer pleasure shot through her tits and coursed straight down 
into her cunt. It was a sensation she'd almost forgotten could exist, 
sweeping away any last inhibitions in floods of steamy need. 

And even in the midst of his own overwhelmed astonishment, Dell could see 
the effect he was having. A hesistant grin flickered across his face as he 
tweaked her engorged nipples even harder, forcing a soft moan from his 
mother's lips. 

"Ohhhh! Oh my God, baby, that feels so damned good! I want you to get your 
fill of my tits! I want to give you all you can handle! But women's tits are 
made for more than feeling. They're made for sucking, too. And that's just 
exactly what I want you to do now that you've got them in this condition! 
Suck my tits, Dell. Suck on my tits! Suck me!" 

By this time Tracy's emotions were out of control, running wild throughout 
her long-denied body. Her naked tit smashed against his face, and her nipple 
plunged between his lips. He let out a miiffled gasp, taken by surprise 
despite all the day's events. 

But at the same time, he reacted automatically to the hungry need that had 
once more begun to boil in his balls. 

His mouth clamped into a moist vise around that puffy bud of tit-flesh. His 
tongue lashed across its bumpy surface, and felt it stiffen even more. 

Before he quite realized it, he was sucking on his mom's engorged nipple as 
naturally as if he'd been doing it all his life. His lips pursed around it 
in a greedy grip, while his tongue whipped back and forth to make it all the 
stiffer. "God, yessss! Yes, oh my sweet darling, yes! Unnnnh!" 

In that same instant Tracy gave a cry, pushing her tit forward for more. Her 
legs turned to jelly, and her pussy creamed so furiously that she could feel 
its excess dripping down her thighs. 

There was no holding back any longer. She pushed at her son's face, forcing 
his mouth wider to take more and more of her burning tit. At the same time, 
she urged him on with a little wail, not making any effort at all to hide 
the need that churned inside her. 

"Suck my tit, honey, suck it good for me! Suck it with all you've got! That 
feels so damned nice I, I can't stand it! Give my tit a sucking it'll never 
forget!" 

Dell gave a stifled cry, slurping up as much tit-flesh as he could as the 
force of her thrust pushed him back onto the bed. 

She clambered across her son's lean form in a determined crouch, straddling 
his nude body and cramming her tit down his mouth until he nearly gagged. 
Too much had happened already, too many dormant emotions had been tapped. 

"That's it, oh God, that's it, do it! Milk me, baby! Milk my tits for me 
just the way you would if I was one of your hot-cunted little girlfriends! 
Milk the hell out of them, damn it!" Swinging both her now-glistening tits 
across his face as he slurped first one and then the other, she was far 
beyond any of the normal instincts and inhibitions that, until today, had 
been a part of her nature. 

And with all that tit-flesh slapping into his mouth and dragging across his 
cheeks, Dell was affected as well. 

His cock jolted into the air, regaining its full enormity beneath Tracy's 
unmotherly onslaught. It snaked upward into rigid stiffness, slithering and 
flopping between his mom's slick thighs. 

Its red bloated knob pushed through the matted fleece of her wet cunt-bush 
and gouged against the molten gash of her pussy with eager, thrashing 
abandon. 

Tracy's voice soared into a peal of delight as she felt the thick meaty 
prick-tip slide along the greasy folds of her cunt. An extra gush of 
pussy-juice splashed across its sensiive surface as she instinctively 
revolved her hips, rubbing her cunt hard against that massive post of flesh. 
"Fuuuuhhhhm!" Dell groaned, and began to thrash. 

His engorged cock-knob lodged at the flared entrance of her pussy mouth, 
sliding easily between its pink, gaping lips. 

That first press of a man's stiff prick against her cunt was like the stab 
of a hot poker searing all the way up into Tracy's womb. She'd gone too many 
years without experiencing that sensation, and had gone too far already to 
stop now. Instead she gave a deft twist, lowering herself just a bit. And as 
Dell's big young cock-knob sank into her, she let out a wail. 

His huge prick-tip slid home, forcing the pooched lips of her pussy wide 
apart, until they snapped around it. 

She hung frozen in place for a fleeting instant, oblivious to all else 
except the dizzying sensation of once again having a man's bloated cock 
fucked inside her. Then, whimpering in open abandon, she eased down on that 
fat monstrous slab of cock with a gleeful surge. 

Spitting out the rubbery nipple that jabbed against his lips, Dell growled 
with mingled surprise and delight. Inch after swollen inch of his prick 
fucked up into his mother's sopping cunt. She moaned and rolled across his 
waist like a woman possessed, gyrating her hips and fucking herself onto the 
whole rigid enormity of his prick, until it was totally up inside her, 
buried to the hilt. 

The two of them poised like that for what seemed a breathless eternity, both 
of them panting aloud as they absorbed the full impact of having Dell's cock 
completely imbedded in his mom's long-unfucked pussy-hole. 

Finally it was Tracy who spoke, crooning out a husky mewl as her blue eyes 
took in the expression on her son's face and her full lips tugged into a 
wide smile. 

"This is what you really want, isn't it, baby? This is what you were 
dreaming about when I caught you jerking yourself off like some horny little 
pervert this afternoon! You wanted pussy. You wanted to stick your cock up a 
woman's pussy so you could fuck your brains out and shoot all your hot cum 
into a tight piece of ass! Well, that's just exactly what you're going to do 
right now, young man. I'll give you a piece of ass you'll never forget! I'm 
going to show you just what cocks and pussies are for! You're going to fuck 
me! You're going to fuck my cunt and fill it with your cock-cream just the 
way you did my mouth!" 

Her round pliant ass lifted into the air, pulling her stretched pussy over 
several inches of her son's prick. 

Then she sank back again, ramming him base-deep inside her. 

Splatters of cunt-juice gushed across Dell's cock and balls, drenching them. 

At the same time, her cunt muscles flexed, holding his cock tightly inside 
her as she fucked up and down, picking up speed. 

"Fuck me! Fuck my cunt, fuck it good and hard! Yes baby, that's good! Good, 
good!" 

A wail of bliss tore from her throat as she bounced atop her son's body, 
skewering herself totally onto his big fat prick. "Aaahhh, oh shit, Mom! Oh, 
shit!" Dell's face contorted. He looked as if he were about to faint as the 
incredible silky sheath of his mother's cunt slid along the pulsing shaft of 
his cock in a tight grip. They were fucking! 

Even as full realization sank in, Tracy suddenly leaned forward and once 
more shoved a dangling tit into his mouth. 

"Suck me! Suck me and fuck me, you sweet bastard! I want your cum shooting 
up my pussy! I want to taste your load of jizz in my cunt! Do it, damn you, 
do it! Ahhhhhh!" 

Still fucking on his prick as furiously as ever, she cried out when Dell's 
lips automatically clamped around her turgid nipple and began to slurp. 

Spasms of pure ecstasy shot throughout her voluptuous body, and her 
thrusting grew frantic. 

The first delicious pangs of orgasm rippled deep in her pussy, spurring her 
on. She bounced onto his meaty prick in a frenzy, slapping her cunt around 
with a ferocity that made Dell groan. 

"You're doing it! You're fucking momma so good, honey! Faster, fuck me 
faster! I want it all! I want all the cock you've got!" 

Dell's body arched beneath her, fucking his prick into her steamy cunt with 
all his youthful energy. 

They both soared to mutual climax, slamming together with hard and fast 
heaves, making the whole bed squeal and shudder under them as Tracy's cunt 
spasmed. She gave a wordless wail as orgasm ripped through her, flopping and 
flailing atop her son's rigid cock with an urgency unlike anything she'd 
ever known before. 

And in the same instant, his prick spasmed as well. It gave a series of wild 
lurches inside her, and the first geysers of jism spewed up her cunt-hole. 

Tracy twisted on his luscious teenaged prick like a hooked fish as spurt 
after spurt of cock-juice gushed up the clenched channel of her pussy. Huge, 
thick globs of sticky cock-cream filled her pussy to overflowing while Dell 
whimpered beneath her and thrust his prick into her with frantic, gleeful 
joy. 

Twisting away from her mammoth tit and sobbing with open rapture, the boy 
careened upward in shudders of release that impaled her utterly onto his 
prick, and she could do nothing but hang on tight and ride. Her pussy sucked 
greedily on his cock-meat, sucking for all the delicious cum it held. Her 
big glistening tits bounced, and her firm round ass gyrated. 

She fucked herself totally onto his massive prick, making obscene animal 
sounds in her throat as her orgasm was torn from her in delirious wrenches. 

Tracy gurgled happily, unaware of anything except the sweet young cock 
blasting its load of spunk up her fuck-hole. 

And she continued to undulate even after the last little dribbles of jizz 
had been milked from his balls. "Ooooohhhh!" 

Dell sank back, glassy-eyed and limp, as the final droplets of cum were 
wrung out of his cock. 

At last Tracy rose, regaining her composure. 

Dell's emptied prick plopped from between her dripping cunt-lips, and a 
river of jism leaked out of her. 

"There. I, I hope this little lesson has taught you something, young man! I 
hope it's taught you what cocks are really for, and I don't mean beating 
off!" 

Dell grinned, his youthful face shining with pleasure. "Yeah, Mom. Oh yeah, 
it sure has! That was, oh hell, that was the best lesson I ever learned in 
my life!" 

"Good. I'm glad you've learned a little more about women. And I hope you 
remember what you've learned the next time your cock gets all big and hard 
again!" 

She slipped once more into her nightgown and padded to the door, pausing 
just long enough to flick off the light. 

"Goodnight, baby. Sleep tight. And remember that I'm always here if this 
particular problem comes up again." "Okay, Mom, I will." A short time later, 
curling in her own bed like a satisfied kitten, she could still feel his 
warm cum bubbling and frothing in her cunt. 

It was a sweet sensation. One of the sweetest she'd ever known in her life. 

 Chapter Four 

It wasn't until late next morning, as she dragged herself awake from the 
most relaxing sleep she'd had in a long time, that Tracy felt the first 
stirring of guilt. 

Even as she yawned and stretched in the bright sunlight of a new day, last 
night's events came crashing in on her with a jolt. 

Tracy flinched with mortification as every detail flashed through her mind 
with vivid, degrading clarity. 

Getting out of bed on legs that were still weak from last night's exertions, 
she hastily slipped into a bulky housecoat and headed for Dell's room. 

It had all been a terrible mistake. No normal woman behaved that way toward 
her own son, even in her most desperate moments. 

"Dell? Honey, are you up yet? I just wanted to, Dell? Oh." Her voice drifted 
off. Dell's bed was empty. He was already gone. She remembered that this was 
one of his mornings for baseball practice. He wouldn't be home for hours, 
which meant that she had the whole day ahead of her without the presence of 
her lean, stiff-cocked young son. 

Despite herself, Tracy couldn't squelch a twinge of disappointment. Because 
underneath all her shame and humiliation she could feel her pussy already 
aching for another taste of his meaty young prick. She no longer seemed to 
have any control at all. The mere thought of spending the next several hours 
waiting for Dell to come home sent a pang of frustration shooting through 
her, right down into the steamy depths of her cunt. 

Fortunately, she'd already made plans to go on a shopping spree with her 
best friend, Donna Trent. At least that would get her out of the house for a 
while. And maybe it would get her mind off the vivid, wicked memories of her 
son's cock. 

A short time later, showered and made up and wearing a modest cotton dress 
that showed off her figure without revealing too much, she was putting the 
finishing touches on her hair when Donna's car pulled up outside. 

Tracy ran out of the house and climbed into the passenger's seat. 

It didn't take long for her worries to melt away as the two women spent a 
pleasant morning going from mall to mall, shopping until they were both 
loaded down with packages. 

By the time they returned to Donna's house for a drink and a few minutes' 
rest from their morning's excursion, they were exhausted. 

"God, I'm worn out! This heat is absolutely murder. I don't know about you, 
but I feel like a limp dishrag!" "I couldn't agree more." With a mutual gasp 
of weariness, Tracy plopped down beside Donna on the couch. "At the moment, 
there's nothing I'd like more than to just stand under a cold shower. It's 
so hot I can't stand it!" 

"Ummm, a cold shower sounds like heaven," Donna said. 

She sat up, confronting her friend with an impish expression that caught 
Tracy by surprise. 

"In fact, why waste time talking about it when we can do just that? You can 
lie here and swelter if you want, but I don't intend to wait another moment 
to get cooled off. I'm going straight to that shower this very instant, 
before I die of a heat stroke! Are you game, Tracy? What're we waiting for?" 

Donna rose and unsnapped the back of her dress, wiggling from it without so 
much as a hint of embarrassment. 

"Donna! What on earth do you think you're doing? You've got to be crazy!" 
Tracy gasped. 

It all happened so swiftly that she could only gape in astonishment as Donna 
pushed the rumpled dress down, letting it slither to the floor at her feet. 

She hadn't bothered to wear bra or panties. 

Now, totally nude, the uninhibited redhead posed her sweaty body. 

"Well? Are you going to sit there and gawk, or are you going to join me? 
Come on, there's plenty of room for both of us. Let's get under that 
delicious shower right now, before we melt away to nothing!" she exclaimed. 

Tracy sat in speechless shock, not quite knowing what to say. 

And at the same time, she couldn't help but notice that Donna had one of the 
sexiest figures she'd ever seen. With an enormous pair of tits and long legs 
and a thick thatch of fiery cunt-fur glistening in a fleecy mat between her 
creamy thighs, she certainly was a sight to be noticed. At last she 
stammered a response, blushing furiously. "Donna Trent, you're just awful! I 
never heard of such a childish sugestion! Two grown women showering 
together!" 

Her gaze flitted across the living room as if expecting to see Donna's 
husband Frank or her teenaged daughter Becky make a sudden entrance. 

But Donna wasn't accepting any excuses. She gave a scoffing snort, shrugging 
the feeble argument off in a motion that made her massive tits swing 
pendulously from side to side. 

"Oh, don't be such a big prude! Besides, Frank's at work and Becky's 
spending the day with her girlfriends, so we have all the privacy in the 
world. It's just us girls, so what've we got to be shy about? Relax, 
darling. Now get out of that dress and join in the fun!" 

"Oh, all right. I can't believe I'm letting you talk me into this. The heat 
must be worse than I thought, we've both got to be out of our minds!" 

Rising from the couch with a sigh of surrender, she unfastened her dress and 
let it slip from her body. Then she peeled off her bra and panties in an 
embarrassed flutter of motion. 

An instant later the two women were scampering toward Donna's bathroom like 
a pair of giggling teenagers, both of them caught up in the naughtiness of 
their actions. Donna turned the shower on and stepped under it, letting out 
a playful shriek as the first burst of cold water splattered across her 
naked flesh. 

"Ahhh! Oh my God, that feels good!" 

Tracy quickly followed suit, gasping at the icy explosion of water that 
drenched her heated body. "Uhmmm! I have to admit, this was a good idea. But 
I feel so, so positively wicked! Honestly, I haven't showered with another 
girl since high school!" 

Her voice turned into a sigh as the sharp rush of water splashed across her 
tits. 

Her nipples sprang erect, sticking rigidly out against the chill tingle of 
the shower. 

Donna caught sight of them and chuckled. "Well, you certainly seem to be 
enjoying yourself. Just look at us! Here we are, a pair of sexy overheated 
women going to waste! Are you getting as horny as I am?" 

Her own huge nipples had stiffened as well, capturing Tracy's attention. 

A sudden blast of unexpected arousal raced through Tracy's cunt. She tried 
to laugh her friend's question off, a sheepish blush spreading across her 
cheeks. 

"God, you get more disgusting every day! Can't we just concentrate on one 
thing at a time? And besides, I think you'd have a little more success 
discussing that particular problem with your husband rather than confiding 
in me." Tracy laughed. 

She reached for the soap. 

"Oh, so I'm disgusting, am I? Just because I have the nerve to admit when 
I'm horny as hell! And don't think you're fooling me. We've known each other 
too long for that, Tracy, and I happen to know that you always were every 
bit as hot-cunted as me. Are you really going to stand there and tell me 
those luscious tits of yours couldn't use a good hard sucking right now? 
Look at them, they're aching for action!" 

She stuck out her hands and captured Tracy's tits, palming the meaty orbs. 

"Donna!" 

It happened so suddenly that neither of them was prepared for the eruption 
of mutual excitement that ripped through their cunts, fanning a blaze that 
had been simmering in each of them throughout the morning. 

Even at her most uninhibited, Donna would never have believed herself 
capable of fondling her best friend's tits. 

But that was just what she did now, running her thumbs across the blonde's 
fat nipples in an intimate caress that made them get even stiffer. 

"There, you see? Are you going to stand there and pretend that you wouldn't 
like to have these precious tits of yours given a good sucking?" 

She dipped her head. Her pink tongue darted out, swiping across one bloated 
nipple so suddenly that Tracy could only gasp. 

"Ahhh, Donna, stop that! Stop it!" she yelped, and tried to pull away. But 
it didn't stop the gush of steamy heat that rippled in her cunt as her 
nipple stiffened even more. 

And it didn't stop Donna from sticking her tongue out again and lashing 
across the other thick nipple. 

Despite herself, Tracy melted in a fiery rush of heat as her nipple was 
teased to stiff, quivering sensitivity. Almost without realizing it, she 
shoved her tit forward, mashing it to the redhead's face for even more 
attention as Donna gulped in as much as her mouth would hold and sucked on 
it for all it was worth. "Ooooh! Oooooh that, that feels so nice!" Both 
women groaned, caught up in their actions. Donna slurped and chewed the 
trembling nipple between her lips until it 

She writhed like an eel beneath the sharp spray which splashed across both 
their bodies, her cries rising to wails of ecstasy as the first ripples of 
orgasm quaked within her. 

Donna sensed the approaching climax as well. Crouched in the tub with her 
mouth buried in the blonde's cunt and her tongue fucking deep up Tracy's 
juicy pussy-hole, she slid a hand down between her soaked thighs and without 
hesitation shoved three fingers up the wet channel of her own aching cunt. 

Letting out a muffled cry to match Tracy's hoarse sobs, she began to 
finger-fuck herself with hard, hungry stabs, smashing the heel of her hand 
hard against her clit and devouring Tracy's delectable gold-trimmed pussy 
with even greater urgency as they soared to mutual, twisting jolts of 
climax. 

It was Tracy who came first, heaving in violent shudders as her orgasm 
ripped through her tongue-stuffed pussy. She convulsed deliriously, 
shrieking like a banshee. 

"Ohhhhh! You're doing it, bitch! I'm cumming! Cumming! Aaahhh! Guuunnhhhh!" 

For a timeless moment the two women were aware of nothing but their own 
orgasms, both of them panting and thrashing in a haze of utter abandon that 
left Tracy limp and weak-kneed, slumping back against the shower wall. 

She sighed, her glazed blue eyes fluttering and her pussy still twitching as 
Donna's tongue gave a few last flicks, then slipped from her cunt. 

When Donna finally rose, her lips were stretched in a broad smile. She gave 
a husky chuckle, not a bit abashed at her shameful actions. 

"There. Now admit it, lover, didn't that feel nice? Wasn't it just the 
perfect way to cool off after a hard day's shopping? Doesn't that pussy of 
yours feel much more relaxed after a little friendly licking?" 

Hardly able to stand and still gasping breathlessly, Tracy had to admit the 
truth. "Yes! Oh, you win! That felt so damned nice! Are you satisfied now?" 

"Not yet, darling. Oh no, I'm not quite satisfied yet. But with a little 
help from you, I expect to get my share of satisfaction right now." She was 
already moving forward. "Now, how about repaying the favor, Tracy? See how 
big and rosy you've got my nipples? They need sucking! Uhmmm, they need it 
so bad! Suck my tits for me, lover! Suck them like a good girl, just the way 
I sucked yours!" 

She abruptly shifted in a motion that slapped one meaty tit against Tracy's 
face, plunging the fat nipple between her lips before she had time to react. 

It happened so fast that Tracy had no opportunity to muster up resistance. 
Her mouth was filled with slick tit-flesh, and Donna was urging her on. 

"Milk it, lover! Milk my tit for me! Feel how wet and juicy it is? Milk it! 
Ahhh, yes, that's right! That's perfect! Yes!" 

Tracy's lips clamped around the slippery bud of the inflated nipple and 
began to slurp, while her tongue danced across its rubbery surface with an 
eagerness she wouldn't have believed of herself. 

She was actually sucking and smacking on another woman's tit just as 
naturally as if it was something she did every day! 

But so many wild events had takqn place in her life already that a bit of 
friendly tit-sucking hardly seemed to matter. 

And as she lapped and mouthed the ripe nipple for all she was worth, she 
felt Donna's fingers slip between her thighs and tickle at her inflamed 
cunt-lips. 

One finger dipped inside her, and then another. They fucked up into her wet 
pussy with quick, eager jabs. 

Groaning aloud, Tracy sucked all the harder as Donna began to finger-fuck 
her. 

"Unnnhhh, that feels so good! Suck my tits just like that! Suck them until 
they ache! Oh, you sweet darling, you're doing so nicely!" she gasped 
delightedly as Tracy switched from one rigid nipple to the other, nipping 
and chewing and gulping on both meaty orbs with all her might. 

At the same time, Tracy's pussy spasmed around the redhead's fingers, 
splashing fuck-juices into her cupped palm. 

Tracy acted like a woman possessed. Totally caught up in the waves of 
horniness that swept through her, she abruptly pulled from Donna's big 
thrusting tits and gave a hoarse groan. There was no hiding the wicked lust 
that seethed within her as she mewled like an uninhibited animal in heat. 

"Oh, fuck, I can't stand it! I want your pussy, Donna! I want to eat it and 
fuck it with my tongue! Give it to me, you horny bitch! Give me your fucking 
cunt! Damn you, I want it now!" 

She pulled the willing redhead to the floor of the tub and twisted into a 
sixty-nine position. 

Her drooling cunt was poised above the woman's face, and her head hovered 
between Donna's thighs as she got her first unobstructed look at the woman's 
soaked, gaping slash of pussy-flesh. It yawned open amidst its tangle of 
glossy red curls, its fat, slippery lips flaring wide with invitation, the 
thick, hooded clit throbbing like a pleasure button just waiting to be 
pressed. 

Tracy swooped in, burying her face in Donna's bushy cunt. 

Her tongue plunged up Donna's fuck-slot. In the same motion, her ass 
revolved downward, grinding her cunt hard on her friend's lips as Donna gave 
an ecstatic cry of excitement. 

"Yes, you sweet little slut! Eat it all you want! Eat my cunt!" 

The gasps of both women were stifled then, as each rammed her tongue up the 
other's cunt and began to fuck it in and out with unleashed fury. 

Tracy had never experienced anything like it before. In all her wildest 
fantasies she'd never dreamed of finding herself sprawled atop her best 
friend, her mouth fastened to Donna's cunt and her pussy pressed against 
Donna's face, while the stinging rush of the shower splashed across their 
thrashing bodies in a crescendo of sensation. 

But it was happening. And as fresh orgasm built up inside her, she attacked 
Donna's creamy cunt mbre furiously than ever, swallowing burst after burst 
of tangy fuck-juice and drilling her tongue deep for more. 

Each woman sobbed into the other's cunt, soaking up every last twang of 
climax, until they were totally drained and breathless. 

They lay entwined like that, gasping and clinging together, until Tracy 
weakly rose and turned to confront her friend, her lips twitching into a 
smile. 

"Well, are you satisfied now? Did that cool you off, Donna? I hope so, 
because it certainly did me!" 

"Mmmmm, yes! Oh yesss, that was perfect! Ahhhhh!" Donna purred gratefully. 

 Chapter Five 

It was late afternoon by the time she arrived home, worn and sated by her 
morning's wicked activities. 

Immediately she fled to her bedroom and slipped out of her rumpled dress, 
not wanting Dell to catch her in her disheveled condition. 

Then, nude, she flopped onto her bed in a weary heap, letting the events of 
the past few days unreel in her mind. 

From that first moment when she'd walked into Dell's room and caught him 
beating off, she'd become another woman entirely. A sexy, insatiable woman 
who was apparently willing to do anything for a little satisfaction. 

And as if all that wasn't confusing enough, her pussy was tingling again 
already. Even as she lay there she could feel it itching with renewed vigor, 
just aching for more action. 

She slipped a hand down to the fleecy tangle of her cunt, probing for the 
source of that delicious ache in an automatic effort to rub it away. 

Two fingers snaked along the buttery lips of her cunt and.slipped between 
them. 

"Ahhhh! Oh, oh yes! Oooooh!" 

Then she heard the front door slam, and Dell's exuberant voice calling out. 

"Hey, Mom, I'm home! What's for supper? Mom? Hey!" 

A happy smile flitted across her lips. She quickly plucked her fingers from 
the sopping groove of her cunt-hole and walked to the door, returning his 
call. 

"Honey, I'm in my room! Could you come up here a second? I want to talk to 
you!" 

An instant later Dell's feet pounded up the stairs and he burst into the 
room, gasping for breath, all sweaty and flushed from baseball practice. 

"Okay, Mom, I'm here. What'd you want to talk abou, wuhh! Ohhh, oh, man!" 

He froze in mid-step, gasping at the spectacle that greeted him. 

"I'm glad you're back, because I've been meaning to have a little talk with 
you for some time, and I think we have a perfect opportunity right now. 
Don't you agree?" 

She lay back on the bed, still nude, with her legs spread wide and her cunt 
splayed open. All pink and flaring amidst her pussy-hair and soaked with her 
creamy arousal, it made a sight that would have caused any teenage boy's jaw 
to drop. 

"I want to talk about this, honey. Do you think this is a topic that could 
interest you?" She reached down with both hands and pulled the moist mouth 
of her pussy open. 

It smacked wetly open to reveal the inner depths of her pussy-hole before 
Dell's stunned jjize, the inflamed cunt-lips pooching like butterfly wings 
to expose the fat button of her clit throbbing rigidly above the velvet 
lining of her slick, sopping fuck-hole. 

For a moment Dell remained motionless, spellbound by the abrupt 
confrontation. 

Despite all their recent experiences together, he still wasn't prepared for 
the blatant display his mother made sprawled out in front of him with her 
cunt pried open like a yawning mouth. 

His cock instantly stiffened. 

Tracy saw the effect she was having, and continued in a husky seductive 
tone. "What's the matter, darling? Don't you like Momma's pussy anymore? 
Maybe you'd better come right over here and take a closer look. Wouldn't you 
like to get a better view?" 

Undulating a bit to make her cunt wink and ooze a burst of dribbling 
fuck-juice, she smiled as a horny, eager expression replaced Dell's initial 
astonishment. 

He moved forward quickly, grunting breathlessly. 

"Oh yeah, I sure would, Mom. Man, would I ever!" 

Unable to take his eyes off that incredible gyrating cunt for a second, he 
headed for the foot of the bed for a better look. 

Taking quick advantage of her captive audience, Tracy spoke up hastily. "As 
a matter of fact, why don't you get out of those clothes so you can climb 
right on the bed and give it a real examination? Wouldn't that be even 
nicer?" 

In a flurry of motion he tore out of his dirty clothes and scrambled onto 
the bed, his stiff prick lurching violently. 

He scrunched forward in wide-eyed appreciation, his hot breath fanning 
across her cunt and causing it to cream even more. 

Hardly able to keep up her teasing game, she said softly, "Well? Do you like 
what you see, darling? Do you like Momma's pussy? Am I giving you a good 
enough view?" He could see every crease and fold and crevice. He could even 
see right up her cunt-hole. 

"Oh, yeah, this is great! I mean, this is really something! Your pussy's 
beautiful, Mom! It's just, oh shit, it's gotta be the most beautiful pussy 
ever! It looks good enough to eat!" 

Though his words were meant innocently enough, they gave Tracy the perfect 
opportunity to go a step farther. 

"Then why don't you do just that? Go ahead, baby, just eat my pussy right 
up! Haven't you even wondered what a woman's cunt tastes like? Well, here's 
your chance. Do it! Eat me!" 

"Huh?" 

Startled by that abrupt suggestion, Dell hesitated for an instant. He'd 
never eaten a pussy before, In fact, he'd never even dreamed of doing such a 
thing. 

But with his mother's juicy cunt spread open before him all wet and 
inviting, he couldn't resist the temptation. 

His tongue darted out and swiped along the wet folds of her cunt, capturing 
a glob of musky fuck-cream. 

"Ahhhh!" Tracy groaned, then twitched as her son tasted the tangy flavor of 
a woman's cunt for the first time in his life. 

Gush after gush of steamy cunt-juice poured across Dell's tongue as he 
eagerly burrowed deep for more, automatically plunging as far up inside her 
as he could get. 

"Oh God yes, baby! Eat me! Eat Momma's cunt all up!-Yes, yesssss!" she cried 
delightedly, bucking up at his face. 

Pell buried his tongue totally up inside her, wriggling it around in her 
cunt-hole to collect the floods of fuck-cream that gushed to meet him. 

With a throaty gurgle he began to fuck his tongue in and out of her juicy 
pussy, mashing his mouth against her wet cunt-bush and wallowing between her 
cunt-lips in frantic abandon. 

Within moments he was tongue-fucking his mom's pussy with a violence that 
had Tracy sobbing aloud and humping at his face with wild, frenzied thrusts. 

"Yessss, that's so fucking sweet! Do it, do it like that! Eat the hell out 
of my cunt! Aahhh, gaaaannnhhhh!" 

An orgasm ripped through her like an exploding bomb. She arched at Dell's 
mouth as her cunt muscles clutched his tongue, until at last she sank back 
in a heap. 

But Tracy was far from finished. Still gasping with the pleasure of that 
exertion, she managed to pant for more. 

"Now fuck me, baby! Come up here and give your cock to me! Stuff that big 
hard cock of yours into ine and give me a fucking I'll never forget! Fuck me 
now!" 

Dell didn't hesitate. Grinning with slick cream-lathered lips, he instantly 
scrambled atop his mother's nude body and slammed his rock-hard prick 
forward with a hoarse groan. 

"Take it, Mom! Take my cock up your cunt-hole! Oh shit, that feels good! 
Yeah!" 

He gave a youthful cry as his engorged cock sank deepup her quivering 
pussy-slot. 

They both went wild then, mother and son fucking in unison as his prick 
hammered into her with hard, furious stabs, battering back and forth like a 
piston. 

"Oh, you fucking big-cocked bastard! Feed it to me! Feed me all the prick 
you've got! That's it baby, you're fucking me now! You're fucking, ohhhhhh!" 
Tracy wailed, clawing his taut ass and pumping her pussy to a juicy froth on 
his stiff slab of prick. 

The bed squeaked under them as she soared once again to orgasm, building to 
a blast of release that seemed to come from the innermost part of her. 

In a frenzy of pure fucking rapture, Tracy surged off the bed with an 
intensity that lifted Dell high above her. Her blue eyes bulged, and her 
voice erupted in a high-pitched shriek of bliss. 

Her orgasm struck full force, and she convulsed in a series of spasms that 
literally sucked the jism out of him. 

"Oh shit, I'm cumming! Cumming, Mom! Take it, bitch! Take all my jizz!" 

He pounded down atop her with a final, violent thrust. 

Tracy felt the precious loads of his cum spurt along her cunt walls, filling 
her to overflowing as she continued to writhe. 

She took it all, gurgling her ecstatic gratitude. Her pussy clenched and 
spasmed on his teenaged cock for every last drop of cum it had, and 
continued to squeeze even after Dell was drained and empty. 

In a daze she finally sank back, making weak little animal sounds in her 
throat. 

Dell's cock flopped from the chute of her pussymouth and he slumped away, 
gasping. 

"Wuh, wow, Mom! That was, oh, man, that was the best yet!" 

With a wet, happy grin, he gazed down at his mother's blonde-fringed pussy. 

He just had time for a single satisfied sigh, thinking the fun was over. 

But an instant later he discovered he was wrong. 

Suddenly Tracy flipped over onto her belly. Pulling her knees under her and 
arching into a crouch, she turned and looked at him. 

"Don't think you're done with me just yet, young man! Not until you finish 
the job! I want to taste your cock everywhere, in every hole I've got! And 
that includes this!" 

Abruptly reaching back with both hands, she grasped the pliant cheeks of her 
ass and spread them apart. 

Dell found himself staring straight at the pink bud of her shitter. Its 
small taut mouth gaped wide, capturing his attention so completely that he 
almost missed the next words that hissed from her. 

"Fuck me in the ass! Fuck my asshole, Dell! I want to feel your prick 
sliding up my ass! 

Come on, honey, fuck my asshole good and hard! Please, oh please, hurry!" 

Stunned, he swallowed hard. "Huh? You want me to, oh shit, Mom! In the ass?" 

For a brief instant he couldn't quite believe that she really meant it. 

But Tracy was in no mood to be denied. Wagging her sopping, ass at him in 
urgent appeal, she cried, "Yes, damn you! Do it! Give me the ass-fucking of 
my life! Come on, baby! Climb on board and ream me out! Please!" 

After all the wild events of the past days, Dell thought himself incapable 
of being shocked by anything his insatiable mother did. 

But he was shocked now by the pleading cry in her voice and the sight of her 
tight, juicy little shitter winking before him. 

And he was just as surprised at his own response. 

Climbing to his knees behind her, he moved forward and placed the reddened 
knob of his limp cock aginst her asshole. 

Then, stuffing its fat slug-like shaft into the snug groove of her asslips, 
he gave in with sonly obedience. 

"Okay, Mom, anything you say. Hell, I'll fuck you in the ass! I'll fuck you 
good!" 

Tracy groaned as his thick cock fucked up her shit-hole. Even soft it was an 
assful. 

And it was already beginning to swell as her ass muscles clenched around it 
in a squeezing, vise-like grip. 

"Yessss! Oh, baby, yes! Make it hard! Get that prick of yours good and stiff 
so it can fuck the hell out of my ass and cream all the way through me! I 
want it all, every sweet inch!" She mewled, revolving her hips to feel her 
son's prick throb in the clutch of her shit-chute. 

It swelled quickly, expanding inside her even more than she'd expected. Its 
massive length fucked deeper and deeper, wedging itself into her bowels and 
stretching the mouth of her ass apart until she thought she was going to 
scream in a mixture of pain and bliss. 

Dell began to thrust with long, slow strokes. 

"Christ, Mom, your asshole's really tight! It feels good, though! Oh yeah, 
it feels really good! Ahhhh!" 

His cock pulled back to the very rim of his now-bloated cock-head, then 
fucked so deeply that Tracy thought she could feel it pulsing all the way up 
in her belly. 

She shuddered with each thrust, no longer even remotely in control of her 
own unnatural lusts. Wet slurpy sounds came from her shit-hole as Dell 
fucked faster, picking up speed. 

It had been years since she'd received a thorough ass-fucking. And she'd 
never had her shitter filled with anything like the immense cock that was 
fucking her now. It continued to grow and swell, ripping her wide open. 

Dell was fucking up her shit-chute harder and harder, thoroughly enjoying 
his mother's sobs and cries as he gave her exactly what she'd pleaded for. 
His hairy ball-sac slapped across her pussy-mouth and his stomach smashed 
against her ass. She was being more utterly skewered than ever before in her 
life. 

But it felt wonderful! 

Tracy tried to cry out, but could only gurgle with sheer abandon as his 
enormous cock fucked up her ass with increasing fury. She fluttered on the 
bed like a pinned butterfly, totally impaled on her son's ramming prick. 

"Shit, I can feel your asshole sucking on my prick! It wants more, Mom! And 
I'm gonna give it to you! Yeah, yeah!" 

He pounded forward, fucking into her tight, hot shit-hole with all his 
might. 

Growling with throaty animal sounds she'd never heard from herself before, 
Tracy reeled back to take his thrusts. A haze of bliss seemed to shroud all 
else, until there was nothing left in her mind but the sensation of the huge 
prick fucking up her ass. 

Shudders of unleashed ecstasy surged through her. Dell's urgent pounding 
increased as his mother began to buck and jolt in a series of heaves, 
suddenly shrieking out loud as orgasm exploded throughout her. 

"That's it, you sweet, ass-fucking bastard! You're making me cum all over 
again!" 

She bucked backwards, totally impaling her ass onto his lush prick and 
wrenching her tortured hole around it in blast after unending blast of pure 
release. 

Clutching his mom's asscheeks and fucking his cock-meat into her more 
furiously than ever, Dell felt his cock lurch inside her. He cried out, 
unable to hold back another second as his cock was slurped and gulped by her 
taut, greedy shit-hole. 

"I'm, I'm gonna shoot my load up your ass! Oh, Mom, I'm really gonna shoot 
your asshole full of jizz! Now, nowwwwww!" 

With a last frenzied thrust he drove his prick completely up that snug 
channel. 

Tracy wailed as thick, sticky jets of acid-hot cum shot up her asshole. She 
pushed herself onto her son's cock and clenched her shit-chute around its 
soaring length for more as it spurted long geysers of cream into her 
asshole. 

It was the most incredible experience she'd ever had. And it seemed to go on 
forever, rippling through her body in fantastic quakes of completion as her 
ass was flooded with jisln until it dripped out of her. 

Dell panted as she fucked his prick dry once again. 

Then they sank onto the bed in a twitching mass of mutual satisfaction, and 
a last little spurt of jism was milked from his prick as Tracy's asshole 
tightened in an effort to hold his cock buried inside her. 

At last, sighing happily, she let his cock slip free. She wiggled with a 
contentment that she wouldn't have believed possible. 

It was in the midst of their gasps that the bedside phone rang, jarring them 
both back to reality. 

Tracy dazedly picked the receiver up, and heard Donna Trent's husky voice on 
the other end. 

"Tracy? Sorry to bother you again so soon, lover, but Frank's just brought 
home a whole bunch of steaks that we couldn't possibly finish off by 
ourselves! How would you and Dell like to come to supper?" 

Tracy hesitated. It would have been nice to spend the entire evening in bed, 
fucking Dell's balls dry again and again. In her present state, she didn't 
even want to think about food! 

But Dell was a growing boy. And they had to eat sometime. 

 Chapter Six 

Supper that night at the Trents' house turned out to be surprisingly 
enjoyable, in spite of Tracy's reluctance. They all sat out at the patio 
picnic table, laughing and chatting and digging into the steaks that Frank 
had grilled. 

Dell sat next to Becky Trent, a shy little brunette who was in his class at 
high school. 

Irrationally, Tracy felt a twinge of jealousy ax the sight of her son 
enjoying himself with another girl. It was a silly reaction, and she knew 
it. The two kids had practically grown up together, and had always been good 
friends. 

But still, an occasional pang shot through her as she tried to pull her 
attention away from them and back to Frank's latest story. 

While the grownups set about clearing away dishes, the two teenagers drifted 
off to the Trents' backyard. They wandered amidst the elaborate shrubbery 
that was Donna's personal pride, comparing next year's school schedules. 

"Wow, Becky, you sure have filled out in the last few weeks. I mean, you 
were okay before, but ever since school ended you've just, man, you've 
really grown!" 

Caught totally uprepared for that abrupt compliment, Becky gasped out an 
embarrassed giggle. "Oh, Dell, that's silly! We've only been out of school 
three weeks. I couldn't have changed all that much! As a matter of fact, 
I've been growing all along. You just never noticed before, that's all." 

Blushing beneath his gaze, she saw his eyes rove up and down her lithe 
figure and fasten admiringly on the pert swells of her tits. 

He shrugged and grinned sheepishly. "Yeah, I guess that's true. But I know 
you didn't have tits like those when vacation started! They must be padded, 
huh? Yeah, that's it. You're padding your tits. That's why they look so much 
bigger!" 

His voice turned into a playful taunt, making Becky blush. 

"Dell Martin, they are not! That's a disgusting thing to say! I've got half 
a notion to show them to you to prove it! That would shut you up, wouldn't 
it?" 

Fuming with sudden anger and confronting him in a defiant stance, she let 
that threat slip out before she had time to reconsider. 

"Oh, yeah?" Dell said, thoroughly enjoying her reaction. "Okay then, go 
ahead and do it. Show me what you've got, Becky. Hey, how much tissue paper 
did you have to wad up to make those tits, anyway? Let's see 'em. I'm 
waiting." 

"You, you're just gross! And if you don't shut up that kind of talk right 
now, I just might do it! Then you'll see!" 

Trapped by her own words, she glanced nervously around. They were surrounded 
by shrubs, well out of sight of their parents. 

She reached for the bottom of her T-shirt, continuing in a determined voice. 
"In fact, I think I will! Here, how's this? Now let's find out if you still 
think I'm using tissue paper!" 

She jerked the T-shirt up over her head and off in a single fluid motion. 

Dell gasped as her creamy tits jounced into full view, their firm globes 
straining out before him and the pink little nipples automatically hardening 
into stiff rigid peaks of sensitivity. 

Though not as large as his mom's lush tits, they were more than enough to 
make his eyes bulge wide. 

Neither teenager had expected their playful confrontation to take this 
abrupt turn. But as she stood naked from the waist up, shivering a bit 
beneath his stare and noticing the sudden bulge of stiffness that sprouted 
at his crotch, Becky felt a tingly burst of pleasure in her teenaged cunt. 

She'd never shown herself off to a boy before. 

But now that it was happening, she couldn't help but smile at the expression 
on Dell's face. 

Pushing her bare tits out for inspection, she said, "Well? What do you think 
now, big-mouth? Do these look like tissue paper to you? Or do you need a 
closer look?" 

He swallowed hard, following every jiggle and bounce of her tits with 
fascination. 

"Uh, they look real enough. But maybe I oughta find out for sure. I mean, if 
it's okay with you, can I get a feel?" 

Without awaiting an answer, he darted out his hands and captured both mounds 
of tit-flesh. His fingers grasped those luscious mounds, and his palms 
mashed Becky's stiff nipples. "Ooooh, oooooh Dell, that, that isn't, ohhhh!" 

It was her turn to gasp in a mixture of shock and arousal as he began to 
knead and massage her quivering tits with an intimacy that took her breath 
away. 

Becky hadn't expected things to go this far. But as his hot hands groped her 
perky tits, she couldn't stop the sweet pang of giddy heat that rippled deep 
in her cunt. 

A burst of fuck-juice oozed out of her, drenching the crotch of her panties 
and seeping to her jeans. 

"Yeah, they sure are real. Oh yeah, are they ever! You've got a fantastic 
pair of tits, Becky. Just fantastic!" 

His fingers stroked across her nipples, torturing them until they strained 
outward like a pair of fat, quivering hard-ons. 

"Would you like to make absolutely certain, Dell? If, if you want to kiss 
them a little to make sure they don't taste like tissue paper, I won't 
mind." 

Dell was more than ready to oblige. His head immediately ducked, and his 
mouth clamped around one swollen nipple with vise-like suction as his tongue 
rolled across the taut, engorged bud. 

"Ohhhhh, oh that's nice! That's so nice!" she squealed, twisting toward him 
as he began to suck the stiff bud. 

He tongued and sucked the girl's fat nipple with greedy eagerness, slurping 
on it for all he was worth. 

Becky felt a blaze of lust erupt in her virgin pussy, spreading through her 
with a heat unlike anything she'd ever experienced before. 

She gasped and writhed as his mouth moved from one thrusting tit to the 
other, sucking them both until they were slick and shining with saliva. 

Then he pulled back, panting for breath. 

"Okay, they're real! Christ, are they ever! You win, Becky." 

He winced with pain as his cock throbbed and bucked in his pants. 

Becky's brown, lust-glazed eyes met his, and an impish glint flickered in 
them. Her hands fluttered down and began to unfasten her jeans. 

"Uhm, that was nice! But while we're at.it, I, I guess you might as well 
find out if the rest of me is real, too! Do you want to, Dell? Do you want 
to see how much I've grown all over?" 

She was already peeling the jeans down, a wicked smile of pleasure flitting 
across her lips. Then Becky was wiggling out of her jeans, baring the thick, 
downy nest of her brown cunt-fur. An instant later she stood stark naked 
before him. 

Dell found himself gaping at a luxuriant mound of womanly cunt-bush which 
made a velvety vee between her slender thighs, not quite able to believe 
that his little teasing game had gone so far. 

Then his hot breath whooshed out in an appreciative groan that he couldn't 
contain. "Oh, man. You've got a beautiful pussy, Becky! It, it's so 
beautiful that I've gotta taste it! Oh yeah, I've just gotta get a taste!" 

The words were hardly out when he suddenly lunged into a crouch before her, 
plunging his face into her thatch of cunt-curls and stabbing his tongue out. 

His reaction came so fast that Becky barely had time to gasp in surprise. 

Her gasp turned into a cry as the first eager stroke of his tongue lashed 
along her sopping pussy-slit like a bolt of lightning. Her body twisted and 
her pussy gushed a flood of fuck-juices across the greedy tongue that 
slapped at her tender cunt-lips. 

"Oh that, that feels so funny! I can't, oh, Dell, that's so nice! Lick me, 
lick me like that!" 

Almost before she realized it, Becky was reeling dizzily over him, her hands 
clutching his head and her cunt grinding at his face. She panted 
ecstatically as his tongue burrowed between the lips of her cunt and located 
the slick, erect bud of her clit. 

After his recent experience with his mom, Dell knew just what that bud of 
sensitive flesh needed. His tongue swirled across it, rolling it like a 
rubbery marble and flicking it to a tautness that had Becky whimpering and 
clenching her fists in his hair as if she never intended to let go. 

Then he plowed his tongue between her drooling young cunt-lips, and snaked 
it up the sung chute of her cunt-hole, working it deep inside her in a 
series of fucking strokes that had her sobbing openly for more. "Yes, oh 
yes, that feels so nice I can't stand it! Ooooh, Dell, you're, you're eating 
me! You're eating my pussy! And it feels so good! Yes, yesssss!" 

Humping his face with sheer rapture, Becky squealed as that thick tongue 
slithered along her dit and jabbed inside her. It whipped in and out until 
she was nothing more than a mass of heaving, juicing excitement. For the 
first time in her life, she felt orgasm building up within her. It was a 
sensation she'd never even dreamed could exist, like a bomb about to expode 
in her pussy. 

And when that explosion went off, it ripped through her teenaged body with a 
fury that slammed her tongue-stuffed cunt at Dell's lips and tore a shriek 
of rapture from her throat as she writhed on his face, wailing happily. 

Twisting with a sensual oblivion unlike anything she'd ever imagined, she 
hunched onto his tongue in blissful abandon. Flood after flood of steamy 
cunt-juice gushed down Dell's throat as he continued to tongue-fuck her 
tight pussy until every last twinge had been wrung out of it. 

Becky moaned deliriously, still twitching even after his tongue finally slid 
from her cunt. 

Then she sank to her knees in a dazed heap, hardly hearing his deep chuckle 
as he pulled back. 

"Oh, shit, Becky, you're real, all right! Man, you sure as hell are! And 
I've got something just as real. Want to see? I'll bet you've never seen a 
cock before, have you? Well then, I'm gonna show you one now. You're not the 
only one who's been growing around here." 

Unable to withstand the swelling ache in his balls any longer, he fumbled at 
the snap of his pants. 

And even in her haze of orgasmic delight, Becky reacted with surprising 
determination. Her fingers darted out, plucking at his zipper as she gasped 
eager agreement. 

"Show me! Show me your cock, Dell! I want to see it! Hurry, oh, hurry!" 

Together, both teenagers tore Dell's trousers off. 

His cock leaped free, soaring into the open and bobbing above his cum-loaded 
balls. 

Becky's brown eyes grew wide as she took in the bloated cock-shaft that 
flailed in front of her, its massive veined length spearing out to an 
enormous swollen knob of flesh that looked as big as her fist. 

It was the first real cock she'd ever seen in her life. It was throbbing 
with a life all its own and leaking pre-cum from the piss-slit as it loomed 
before her like an unleashed monster, just aching to rip and tear its way up 
her virgin cunt. 

The sight of that big stiff prick was frightening. 

But at the same time it sent a red-hot poker of need searing through her 
pussy. She reached out, wrapping her fingers around that engorged shaft and 
pulling it to her before she'd quite realized what she was doing. 

Clutching his cock and sinking back on the ground, she panted hungrily. 

"Get it in me, Dell! I, I want to fuck! I want you to fuck me with your 
cock! Hurry!" 

She pulled him by the prick between her open thighs and aimed his fleshy 
cock-knob straight for her steamy cunt. She couldn't wait another second to 
get the very first fucking of her life. Dell didn't need any urging. He 
scrambled forward, lunging for the delicate pink pussy-gash spread out 
before him. 

His swollen cock-knob gouged against the hot silky flesh of Becky's cunt and 
slipped between her pussy-lips. 

"Wohhhh! Oh, Dell, your prick is so big! It's so big I can't, can't, ahhh! 
It's tearing me apart! Uuuunngggh!" she cried out, writhing wildly as her 
cunt was forced open to take his massive shaft of cock-meat. 

There was a single instant of incredible ripping pain as her pussy was 
forced wide open. 

Then his prick was sinking inside her, inch after inch of it fucking up her 
cunt-hole, until it was totally buried in her pussy. 

Becky writhed as her pussy was stretched to its limits, snapping her 
resilient muscles around the enormous intruder in a vise-like grip that made 
him groan. 

"Oh shit, Becky! You've gotta have the tightest pussy in town! It's really 
sucking on my cock! But PI ream it out for you! Oh yeah, I'll ream it out 
real good!" 

Sighing happily, he pulled several inches of his cock out of her, then let 
the suction of her snug pussy pull them back in again, all the while 
enjoying the mingled expression of pain and lust that was etched across the 
girl's face. 

Then he repeated the motion again and again; picking up speed as Becky's 
little cunt-hole began to spasm. 

She sobbed, bucking as the initial agony faded away and was replaced by an 
incredible sensation unlike anything she'd ever experienced before. 

"Ooooh, we're doing it! We're fucking! Oh, Dell, we're really fucking now! 
Yes, yes!" 

The tortured muscles of her pussy relaxed into a sucking grip, and within 
moments he was fucking into her as easily as if she'd been fucking all her 
life, ramming his prick home with increasing fury. 

They were realy doing it. Really fucking each other right in Becky's 
backyard for the whole world to see. 

And it felt so good that they both groaned in unison, their bodies slapping 
together frantically. 

"Yeah Becky, now you're doing it! Now you're really fucking my prick! Yeah!" 

"Oh that's so nice! Harder, Dell, harder! Harderrrrr!" 

His prick battered full-force up the tight chute of her cunt, pounding 
between her cunt-lips with a harsh urgency that slammed his balls against 
her ass. 

Becky writhed and humped beneath him in wild frenzy as a fresh orgasm built 
up deep inside her. Her cock-stuffed pussy blasted splatters of cunt-juice 
across their bellies and thighs as she jerked up for more, bucking with a 
feverish pitch that actually lifted Dell off the ground. 

"You're, you're making me cum! Oh, Dell, you're really making me cum! 
Please, I wanna cum! Wanna cum, uuhmmm! Aaaaaahhhhh!" 

Her words turned into a peal of sheer rapture as her climax erupted inside 
her like a volcano. She soared upward with a sudden thrust that impaled her 
utterly on his swollen prick. 

There was no denying the incredible suction of her tight pussy. His balls 
boiled over, and his cock jolted within her as the first sticky glob of cum 
spurted up Becky's cunt in a long geyser. 

"I'm creaming you, Becky! Creaming your pussy for you! Awwwhhh, shit!" 

Orgasms ripped through them both, turning the two teens into a writhing mass 
of abandon as he shot his loads of jism up her cunt-hole and Becky surged up 
to take it all. 

Blast after blast of acidy spunk shot deep into the girl's pussy, flooding 
her cunt and drooling down her asscrack as she took all the precious 
cock-cream he had and worked her pussy into a juicy froth of completion. 

"Aaaannggghhh!" 

"Wuhhh, wow! Oh wow, Becky!" 

They sank back to the ground, still twitching with the last little tremors 
of bliss. 

It was only when Dell's limp cock slurped from the velvety suction of her 
cunt that reality seeped into him once more. 

"Christ, Becky! I can't believe we've been missing out on this all these 
months! That was so damned good!" 

Becky heard his words and giggled. Her pussy oozed and tingled as she 
laughed softly, wiggling against his body. "Well, we don't have to miss out 
on it anymore, do we? Now that I know what fucking's like, I want to do it 
all the time! Can we, Dell? Can we do it lots and lots? Let's fuck all 
summer! Let's just keep fucking all summer long! Okay?" 

He had to chuckle at the sheer excitement in her voice as they lay tangled 
together, panting for breath. 

"Why not? Hell, I'm not gonna pass up a pussy as sweet as yours! Yeah, we 
can fuck all summer." 

The two teenagers were totally absorbed in their own discoveries, gasping 
with mutual satisfaction as the last tingles of pleasure fluttered through 
them. 

Neither of them was even remotely aware of the events taking place inside 
the house. 

 Chapter Seven 

Dropping wearily onto the living room couch and patting the spot beside her, 
Donna groaned. 

They'd just finished the supper dishes and were both a bit tired. As Tracy 
settled obediently next to her friend, she spoke up with a note of growing 
concern. 

"Are you sure I shouldn't call the kids to come in? It's getting dark, and 
they've been outside for such a long time." 

"Oh, don't be silly. Face the facts, Tracy. Our children are both growing 
up. Why, they're practically adults! Maybe it's time you and I had another 
relaxing session in the shower, hmmm?" 

A playful glint sparked in her eyes, making Tracy blush. 

But she had to admit that Donna had a point. It was wrong to hold too tight 
a rein on Dell. Even if it meant letting him wander about after dark. And 
even if it meant that he was out there with another girl. 

"You're just awful, do you know that? Just awful! I don't know why I come 
over here just to be subjected to that disgusting attitude of yours! 
Honestly Donna, you ought to be ashamed, we both ought to be! And I don't 
want to hear another word about what happened this morning. It was just an 
accident, that's all." 

"Oh, so that was an accident, was it? You mean it was just an accident when 
you screamed for me to gobble up that sweet, juicy cunt of yours? And then 
when you accidentally pulled me down in the tub and proceeded to give my 
pussy the tongue-fucking of it's life!" 

"Donna!" Tracy glanced about. "Do you have to be quite so graphic, and so 
loud? What if someone hears you talking like that? The children could come 
in any minute, and Frank's right here in the house!" 

Her eyes flitted nervously across the room, as if expecting to see Frank and 
the kids already standing in the doorway. 

"You worry too much, darling. And stop behaving as if we committed a crime! 
You'd like another licking session just as much as I would, and we both know 
it. God, what I'd give to devour those tits of yours again! And since we've 
brought the subject up, why don't I do just that? Yes, why don't I?" 

She moved abruptly, plunging a hand into Tracy's dress and grasping a big 
jiggling tit. 

"Donna, stop that! Stop it, oooh!" 

Her cry turned into a whoosh of breath as Donna's fingers deftly pulled her 
tits into the open. 

And despite her protest, Tracy couldn't hide her own reaction. Her bared 
nipple instantly stiffened, spiking forward as if begging for attention. In 
the same motion, Donna's head ducked and her tongue swiped out at the rigid 
bud. 

"Ummm, yes! This is just what you need to get your juices flowing again! And 
I'm more than happy to oblige!" 

Tasting and lapping that hard nipple spike with cat-like licks, she forced a 
groan of feeble protest from Tracy's throat. 

The groan melted into a purr as pangs of delicious pleasure shot through her 
naked tit and coursed right down into her cunt. 

Her shoulder arched, shoving her tit forward to the redhead's mouth. And 
that was when Frank walked in. "Hey, babe, where'd you put my briefcase? I 
was just, Jesus Christ! What the hell's going on here?" 

He stopped short, gaping. Donna pulled her head up to meet his stunned gaze, 
and Tracy squealed and swept her hands up in an effort to cover her bare, 
saliva-slickened tit. 

"Oh, oh my God! Frank, we were, we were just, ohhh, God!" 

Stammering with humiliation and blushing furiously, the blonde stumbled for 
words, but none came. 

For a frozen instant they all remained like that, as Frank stood in gawking 
disbelief and Tracy clutched her tit. 

Then Donna broke the silence. "I believe you'll find your briefcase in the 
bedroom, dear, where you left it. And as for what's going on here, Tracy and 
I were just having a little fun between us girls. Do you have any objection 
to that?" 

Frank's wide-eyed gaze moved from his wife to the spectacle that Tracy made 
with her dress half-pulled from her shoulder and a big creamy tit clutched 
in her hands. 

But despite her every effort, there was no hiding the thick nipple that 
poked between her fingers straining stiffly out with an excitement she 
couldn't begin to conceal. 

And in spite of the embarrassment of the situation, she couldn't help a gasp 
of surprise at his reaction. 

A slow, impish grin spread across his rugged face. It turned into a soft 
chuckle as his initial astonishment quickly faded. "Objections? Me? None at 
all, babe. After all, who knows that hot nature of yours better than I do? 
Although I have to admit, I wouldn't have expected this kind of behavior 
from our prim, proper Tracy Martin! In fact, if no one minds, I'd like to 
see this for myself! You girls just go right ahead and pretend I'm not even 
here. Don't let me interrupt a thing." 

He was grinning from ear to ear, obviously intending to stand there and 
watch. 

And if that twist of events wasn't surprising enough, Donna's response came 
as an even greater shock. 

She smiled, her green eyes glittering. "Oh, I don't mind an audience at all, 
lover. In fact, that might even add to the fun. How about it, Tracy? You 
don't object if Frank watches while I get my fill of those delicious tits of 
yours, do you? After all, we're all practiclly family. And I've been so 
hungry for another taste of your sweet tits that I wouldn't care if we were 
selling tickets! I've just got to have more!" 

Her head moved down again. Her tongue swiped across the blonde's fingers, 
burrowing eagerly between them to the soft mound of luxuriant tit-flesh 
beneath. 

"You, you've both got to be absolutely crazy! If you think for one moment 
I'm going to just sit here and put on some kind of show, then you're, Donna, 
stop that! This is disgusting! Stop!" 

She tried to muster the proper tone of anger and indignation at the 
situation in which she found herself. 

But the words came out with unconvincing helplessness as Donna's hot wet 
tongue flicked tantalizingly against her engorged nipple, sending fresh 
jolts of pleasure into her cunt. 

It was an embarrassing, unexpected situation. 

Tracy let her hand drop. Her swollen nipple stuck out, throbbing beneath the 
redhead's tongue as Donna gave a husky chuckle of approval. 

"That's it, darling. Just settle back and relax while I get my fill of these 
precious tits of yours. Don't mind that husband of mine one little bit." 

Capturing that rigid nipple between her lips, she began to suck. 

A groan slipped from Tracy's throat as she slumped back, luxuriating in the 
moist vise that gnawed and milked on her sensitive nipple. 

Sweet tremors of lust rippled through her pussy, melting it in a flood of 
steamy fuck-juices that not even Frank's presence could subdue. 

She arched her tit at Donna's face in an automatic reflex that shoved even 
more of its mammoth shape between her lips. 

She hardly noticed the deft fingers that plucked at her dress, tugging it 
down from her shoulders until both ample tits bounced into the open. 

Moving her head from one pink inflated nipple to the other, Donna groaned. 
She was aware of Frank following her every movement as she sucked on first 
one meaty tit and then the other. 

Meanwhile, her hands were busily pulling the bunched dress off Tracy's lithe 
body, across her slender tummy and over her full hips in a series of deft 
pulls that worked the light fabric off her almost before she realized it was 
happening. 

The first gold curls of her cunt sprang free even as she mustered a weak, 
groaning protest. "Donna, please! We, we shouldn't!" 

She tried to resist. Dimly, she could hear Frank's approving chuckle as more 
and more of her pussy was revealed. 

But with that sweet hungry mouth latched onto her tit and sucking her to a 
juicy froth of arousal, she couldn't seem to gather the strength to fight 
Donna's overwhelming determination. "Uhmmm, that's better! Yes, much better! 
Now I can really give you the attention you deserve, lover! And while we're 
at it, why don't we put on a real show for this horny husband of mine? Let's 
show him what we girls can do on our own, shall we? Yes, that's just what 
we'll do!" Donna moaned, reaching back and unfastening her own dress. 

Within moments she was peeling out of her clothes, tossing aside garments 
until her voluptuous body was nude. 

Then, tonguing her way down Tracy's flat tummy and into the soaked thatch of 
her pussy-hair, she eased the blonde's legs apart to expose the rich, 
sopping gash of her cunt in all its wet dripping splendor. 

As he stood there and absorbed the whole scene with bulging eyes, Frank got 
a brief look at Tracy's pussy. Its pink lips flared open, showing off a fat 
jutting clit and a snug fuck-hole that oozed precious juices down the taut 
crack of her ass. 

That single fleeting glimpse was all he got before Donna's head lowered 
between the woman's thighs. 

But it was enough to constrict his throat in a sudden knot, and to have his 
cock soaring up in his trousers to a pulsing confined hard-on that made him 
wince. 

"Christ!" 

He saw his wife's tongue dart out and swirl across that lush gaping 
cunt-gash with a quick, greedy lick. 

Both females groaned as Donna lapped up the bursts of pussy-juice that 
gushed to meet her, drinking every blast of her friend's nectar and stabbing 
her tongue out for more without the slightest hint of inhibition. 

Her moist tongue lashed across Tracy's pooched cunt, torturing her clit arid 
whipping her to an urgency that had her hunching on the couch in spasms and 
tangling her fists in the red tresses that trailed across her thighs. 

"Ohhhh! Oh, you sweet bitch, that feels so good! Yes, do it! Eat me! Eat my 
pussy, damn you! Eat it, eat it!" she gasped out that demand, clutching 
Donna's head in a heaving fury. Her mind spun with every eager tongue-flick, 
and the fact that Frank stood a short distance away taking in the whole 
spectacle faded from her lust-dazed thoughts. Spreading her legs even wider 
and humping up with an urgency that had her tits bouncing wildly, she soared 
to a sensual peak that no number of spectators could keep her from. 

Swiftly, a convulsion of sheer bliss ripped through her tongue-reamed cunt. 
She arched and wailed aloud as an orgasm exploded within her. 

"Cumming! Oh, you gorgeous slut, you're making me cum! Uuuhhmmmm!" 

Sobbing and clinging to her best friend's head with furious glee, she came 
hard on that plunging, burrowing tongue. 

It wasn't until she sank back, her body still trembling in the last shudders 
of relief, that Donna pulled back. 

Vaguely, Tracy heard the redhead's voice. 

"Uhmmm, that tasted nice! Well, Frank? Did you enjoy our little show? From 
the looks of that bulge in your pants, it certainly seems that you did! And 
as a matter of fact, now that we're on the subject, why stand there watching 
us do all the work when you could be putting that big luscious cock of yours 
to some use around here? Get out of those clothes and come here, you 
stiff-cocked bastard! My pussy's so hot I'm going to die if I don't get 
something in it in the next two seconds! Hurry, lover, hurry!" Donna gasped 
with horny need. 

Frank hesitated only a brief, fleeting instant. 

Then he responded to his wife's demand with a hoarse laugh, unable to resist 
the arousal that sizzled in his balls. 

"Well, I guess I can't let any wife of mine die of horniness, can I? And 
under the circumstances, I can't even say I mind. After watching the show 
you girls just put on, how can I refuse?" 

He was already tearing off his clothes, tossing his shirt aside and kicking 
off his trousers without a trace of embarrassment as his eyes ogled the two 
nude, voluptuous women before him. 

From a hazy distance, Tracy saw his actions. 

Her eyes focused just in time to see his engorged cock bob into the open, 
throbbing wildly in a surge of naked pulsating freedom that made both women 
gasp. 

Frank's prick was huge! 

Stunned by the sight of that gigantic throbbing hunk of cock-meat, she 
watched in mesmerized awe as he clambered eagerly atop Donna's body. 

Frank's huge cock-knob speared at his wife's soaked pussy, slapping against 
her pooched cunt-lips and stretching them wide apart as it fucked between 
them. 

Still tremoring in her own haze of temporary satisfaction, Tracy saw the 
massive cock-shaft fuck deep into Donna's cunt, and heard the groans that 
came from them both as he began to fuck his wife in a gyrating rhythm, 
pumping more and more of his huge prick into her. 

"That's it, babe! Take it! Take it all, you horny, cunt-eating bitch! Take 
it!" 

"Unnnh! Oh, oh my God, yessss! Feed it to me, fucker! Feed me all you've 
got, and give me a good hard fucking with every inch! More damn you, more! 
Morrrrre!" Donna wailed. 

Her pussy-juice poured out in splashes of release, lathering his prick until 
it glistened like a dew-covered fencepost. Inch after rigid inch fucked up 
her cunt. 

Panting and mewling like a pair of lusty animals on their living room floor, 
the Trents were quickly caught up in such a frantic frenzy of fucking that 
they nearly forgot the presence of their avid, overwhelmed guest. 

And as she watched, Tracy felt her pussy tingling once again with wicked, 
uninhibited abandon. After all the events that had taken place so far, she 
was in no condition to restrain the sympathetic twangs of need that seethed 
inside her at the sight of the rutting couple. Her cunt drooled and itched, 
longing for action. 

The heel of one hand rubbed against her still-turgid clit, while three 
fingers of the other plunged up her frothing cunt. 

Not tearing her glassy gaze from the sight before her for even a second, 
Tracy began to finger-fuck herself in a rhythm that perfectly matched every 
undulation of their heaving bodies. 

It was like being immersed in a wicked, perverted dream. Sprawled out nude 
on the couch and humping onto her hands like a woman possessed, Tracy stared 
at the lush fat slab of prick that fucked up inside her best friend's pussy. 
She took in every vein and ripple of its entire seesawing length as it 
pounded between Donna's velvety cunt-lips and fucked her with a thoroughness 
that quickly had the redhead soaring to orgasm. 

Hunching onto her own fingers like some insatiable bitch in heat and 
grinding her clit to a mutual peak of climax that had her spasming all over 
again, she saw Donna's body writhe in ecstasy. 

"Yes! Oh yes, you big-cocked stud! You're fucking me so good, I'm cumming! 
Cumming, lover! Aaahhh! Guunnhhhhh!" 

Both women exploded simultaneously, humping in ecstatic unison. Donna 
careened on her husband's delectable cock, while Tracy fucked her skewering 
fingers to sop up every fresh blast of completion out of her in blurred 
convulsions of delight. 

And as they sank gasping and sated in two lolling heaps, neither of them 
noticed the taut grin that spread across Frank's angular face as he drew 
back, pulling his enormous prick from the clutch of his wife's cunt-hole. 

It thrashed into the open as rigidly as ever, now filmed with juices and 
bobbing wetly as he twisted about with a husky chuckle. 

"That was one great piece of ass, babe, just like always. But you've had 
your share of cock. Now I think it's time I gave equal attention to our 
guest! How about it, Tracy? You want a taste of my cock too?" 

He moved between her open thighs, his hands roughly grabbing her legs and 
jerking her into position. 

"Whuhhh, what? Oh, Frank!" she gasped as her fingers were plucked from her 
dripping pussy. 

They were instantly replaced by the mushroomed flare of Frank's swollen 
cock-knob. His enormous prick-tip slithered along her cunt-slit and located 
her fuck-hole, then buried itself inside her before she could do more than 
suck in a breath. 

It all happened so suddenly that she had no time to muster resistance. Too 
many inhibitions had already been cast aside, too many insatiable needs 
unleashed within her. Not even the startling realization of his intentions 
could halt the pang of sweet pleasure that soared through her body as that 
huge ball of cock-flesh pushed her pussy-lips apart and fucked between them. 
"Ohhhh, my sweet God! Frank!" The words turned into a helpless squeal as 
Frank abruptly thrust forward, slamming the full length of his 
cream-slickened prick into her. Tracy found herself utterly impaled by 
Frank's prick as it lurched and bucked in her pussy like an untamed 
stallion. Her cunt muscles snapped around its swollen thickness in a 
vise-like grip. 

"Damn, that feels good! I always suspected that you'd be one hell of a fuck, 
Tracy, but I never knew you had a pussy this tight! Christ, I'm going to 
enjoy fucking this tight hot pussy of yours!" 

He began to fuck back and forth, pumping several stiff inches of cock in and 
out of her cunt-hole in a natural series of gyrations that filled her again 
and again with his big, snaking slab of prick. 

And despite her initial shock, she couldn't help but respond. Her pliant ass 
undulated off the couch to take each thrust, and her vibrant body quivered 
in a mixture of shame and lust as Frank's thrusts grew faster and more 
powerful. 

There was no stopping either of them now, not even the knowledge that Donna 
lay at their feet observing the whole thing. Frank fucked his cock-meat into 
her with violent thrusts that Tracy humped up to meet. His hairy belly 
slapped against her clit, and his big bloated balls smashed across her 
asscheeks. 

"Unnnhhh, oh God, that's so good! Yes, oh yes! Do it, do it to me good! Give 
me all the big cock you've got! That's just, guuunnhhh! Uuuunnngggghh!" 

Her cries rolled into a wordless groan as the enormous cock fucked even 
deeper into her, pounding between her cunt walls with increasing force. 

Totally engrossed in their own activities, the two of them almost entirely 
forgot the presence of Donna, who lay taking in the entire display with a 
wicked glitter sparking in her eyes. 

True to her nature, the vivacious redhead didn't suffer even a bit of 
jealousy at the sight of her husband fucking another woman. If anything, the 
scene unreeling before her only fanned the blaze of heat that still simmered 
in her pussy. 

Squirming about suddenly to plunge her face between Frank's thighs, Donna 
nuzzled forward until her tongue could dart and wiggle across his ball-sac 
and Tracy's cock-stuffed cunt. 

Murmuring deep in her throat, she lapped and tongued the globs of fuck-juice 
that streaked her friend's pussy and filmed her husband's prick, teasing the 
horny couple to even greater frenzy as they fucked. 

"Yesss, oh fuck yes! Do it, do it just like that, damn you! Fuck me, Frank! 
Fuck your cum into me! Fuck, fuck! Aaaannggggh!" Tracy screamed, and her 
body lunged up onto his rigid prick to impale her utterly as she came again 
and again in unending shudders of delight. 

Frank could no longer hold back either. He fucked his cock into her with a 
last powerful thrust, grunting hoarsely as the jism was literally sucked out 
of his balls. "Unnnnh! Take it, you sweet, hot-assed bitch! Take it up that 
tight little cunt!" 

His huge cock throbbed wildly in the clutch of her cunt, spewing his hot 
load of fuck-cream up her pussy in long, looping arcs. 

And all the while Donna wallowed beneath them, lapping up the syrupy mixture 
of overflowing cum and cunt-juice that spilled down Tracy's taut, wiggling 
ass. Her tongue greedily gulped up each drooling splatter of fuck-cream, 
capturing it all until at last the panting couple slumped in unison, both 
gasping and drained from their exertions. 

"Ahhhhh! Oh yeah, that was real good!" 

They continued to groan as the redhead got her fill of excess fuck-juices, 
then rose licking her lips. 

"Ummm, that was nice! God, you two make quite a pair! And now that we've 
gotten a start, I think we ought to have little get-togethers like this more 
often! Doesn't everyone agree?" 

Frank glanced over at his smiling wife, and nodded. 

And even Tracy had to admit that the notion was tempting. 

 Chapter Eight 

That whole incredible experience left Tracy in a kind of daze, hardly aware 
of her surroundings as she and Dell drove home. 

Overwhelmed by the giddy satisfaction of her session with the Trents, she 
didn't even notice her son's oddly subdued manner, or the way he quickly 
scooted off to bed at the very first opportunity. 

A short time later she collapsed into bed as well, utterly worn out by the 
day's events. 

Falling into a deep, relaxed sleep, she hardly moved a muscle until at last 
the crisp bright sunlight of a new morning dragged her awake. 

After a hasty breakfast of bacon and eggs for Dell and two cups of coffee 
for herself, Tracy decided it was time to attack the backyard flower garden 
she'd left unattended and neglected over the past few days. 

Thus she was on her hands and knees, busily weeding and trimming in a flurry 
of activity, when a familiar young figure bounced into the yard, taking her 
by surprise. 

"Hi, Mrs. Martin! Is Dell up yet? I promised to drop by and see him. It 
isn't too early, is it?" 

Tracy looked up to see Becky Trent prancing across the grass, her long hair 
flying in a shimmery cascade and her vibrant young body barely concealed in 
a light cotton top and tight cut-offs. 

"Oh, hello, dear. No, of course it's not too early. I believe Dell's inside 
watching TV. Just go right in. I'm sure he'd appreciate the company." 

Becky waved and bounded up the back steps and into the house, her tight 
little ass swaying. 

Finally, she rose and tossed aside her gloves, then headed for the house. 

But when she reached the living room, she found it empty. The TV was still 
blaring away just as it had been when she'd left Dell plopped before one of 
his favorite shows, but the two teenagers were nowhere in sight. 

An abrupt spike of mingled anger and fear shot through her as she dashed up 
the stairs, heading straight for his bedroom. 

As she reached the door and pushed it open with a sharp jerk, their voices 
drifted out, confirming all her worst fears. 

"Oh yes, Dell, that feels really nice! So nice! Ahhh!" 

"Unnnh! Oh damn, Becky, your pussy's tighter than ever! Oh yeah, so damned 
tight, yeahhhh!" 

At that moment the door swung open, and the full force of the spectacle 
taking place before her struck Tracy like a lightning bolt. 

Becky Trent lay stark naked on Dell's rumpled bed, her lithe naked body 
undulating in rhythmic spasms as he moved atop her, his taut young ass 
humping downward to meet her every thrust. 

His stiff cock fucked in and out of her pussy, its reddened length slickened 
with fuck-juices. Both horny teenagers panted and writhed with increasing 
urgency as they soared to orgasm, totally oblivious to the stunned woman who 
stood a short distance away. 

Tracy saw her son's cock slicing between Becky's pink pussy-lips, 
splattering her cunt-juices across his balls as his prick fucked furiously 
up her cunt. She saw the girl's pert little tits bobbing against his bare 
chest, the stiff nipples gouging into his flesh as Becky surged off the bed 
in a series of wrenching shudders. She saw the mutual look of ecstasy that 
swept across their faces as they fucked each other to orgasm, both crying 
out gleefully when their climaxes struck. 

Unable to move a muscle, unable to even so much as blink, she saw Becky 
explode in a sudden fury of release. Her slender body bucked upward as Dell 
slammed down, the two of them twisting like a pair of playful puppies in a 
frenzy of ecstasy that they couldn't restrain. 

"Cumming, Becky! Cumming up your tight little cunt! Yeah, yeah! Ahhhhh!" 

"Owwwhhh! Oh, Dell, that's so nice! Do it, do it! Ooooh!" 

Their bodies convulsed, smashing together with a lurch. 

From where she stood, Tracy could actually see the base of Dell's cock 
throbbing in the clutch of Becky's cunt. She could prctically feel the hot 
wads of spunk that were shooting deep inside her. She could almost sense the 
tremors of rapture that quaked through the girl's body as she careened 
beneath every spurt, soaking up all the jizz her young cunt could hold and 
not missing a single cock-thrust until at last they both sank back sated and 
limp from that furious fuck-session. 

It was only then that Tracy snapped out of her daze. She stormed forward in 
a sudden eruption of rage, stomping into the room to confront the two 
teenagers even as they slumped in the last little tremors of bliss. 

"Just what the hell is going on here? What do you two think you're doing? 
Dell Martin, get off that little bitch right now, and I mean this instant! 
You horny bastard! Get your cock out of her right this very moment!" 

She came to a halt before them. 

Dell jerked back, looking as if he'd been shot. "Mom! Oh jeez, I thought you 
were outside! I mean, oh, shit!" 

He pulled off of Becky's creamy body with a mortified lurch. His prick 
flopped from her pussy. 

"Mrs. Martin! Oh gosh! We didn't, that is, we weren't, ohhh!" Becky moaned, 
belatedly fluttering her hands up in a useless attempt to cover her nudity. 

Both teenagers watched as Tracy stood above them, trembling with a fury 
unlike any she'd ever quite known before. 

Fuming with indignation and jealousy, she couldn't stop the venemous wrath 
that poured out of her as she absorbed the full impact of their naked sweaty 
bodies and sheepish, abashed young faces. 

"How dare you do such a thing, young man! Sneaking a girl into your bedroom 
and fucking like some filthy degenerate! What've you got to say for 
yourself? Well? Answer me, damn you!" 

"We didn't mean to do anytning wrong, Mom! I mean, we were just, oh, shit! 
I'm sorry, Mom, honest!" 

"Sorry! Is that all you've got to say? You horny, cunt-fucking bastard! And 
as for you, you little slut!" 

Abruptly turning on a pale cowering Becky, she glared with an iciness that 
nearly had the girl in tears. 

"Just what do you mean prancing that hot ass of yours into my home and 
seducing my son? I've got a good mind to call your mother right now and tell 
her just exactly what a disgusting, son-fucking little bitch she has for a 
daughter! Just look at what you've done! Look at the cum dribbling out of 
your pussy! I said look at it, you whore!" 

Tracy abruptly swooped out her hands and roughly jerked the teenager's 
thighs wide apart. 

Then, before Becky could do anything more than gasp, she plunged her fingers 
into the girl's sopping pussy and raked them across the inflamed mouth of 
her exposed cunt, scooping up some mingled cum and cunt-juice. 

The entire action happened so quickly that Becky had no time to resist. She 
whimpered with fear, cringing helplessly. 

Tracy shoved her dripping hand at the girl's face. 

"This is what you were after, isn't is? Answer me, young lady! This is what 
a hot-assed little slut like you wants, all the jism right out of my son's 
balls! Well then, if that's what you want, that's exactly what you'll get! 
Here! Here's Dell's spunk! Lick it up, damn you! I said lick it up!" 

She plunged her gooey fingers into Becky's mouth. 

The frightened girl obediently did as she was told, even in the midst of her 
pleas. Her tongue flicked out to collect the steamy splashes of jizz that 
coated Tracy's hand. Blushing furiously with humiliation, she swallowed gulp 
after gulp. 

"That's right, do it, you horny cunt! We're going to make damned sure that 
you get your fill of cum right here and now! Here, you need another taste, 
don't you? Well, there's lots more where that came from in this hot fucking 
pussy of yours. And I'm going to make sure you get every drop!" 

Tracy buried her fingers deep between Becky's slushy cunt-lips and into her 
silky slash of wetness with a harsh, determined jab. 

Carried away by her fury, she had three fingers shoved up the teen's 
delicate young cunt before either of them quite knew what was happening. 

Becky let out a gasp, her eyes bulging at the intimate sensation of having 
her pussy probed. 

"Ooooh, Mrs. Martin! That, that feels so, ohhhh!" 

Her freshly-fucked cunt reacted automatically, spasming and gushing a blast 
of hot fuck-juices into the woman's cupped palm. 

Even in her anger Tracy hadn't expected that response. 

"Honestly, young lady, now you're getting yourself turned on by a little 
fingering! Maybe I ought to just work the horniness right out of this 
overheated cunt of yours! Is this what it would take to cool you off? Is 
this what you need?" 

Her initial outrage fading in a burst of arousal, Tracy fucked her sopping 
fingers in and out of the girl's cunt-hole with harsh stabs. The heel of her 
hand mashed hard against Becky's fat clit. 

"Oh that, that really feels nice! Yes, Mrs. Martin, that feels so nice!" 

Becky's words melted into a groan as Tracy's fingers slithered deep inside 
her, sliding back and forth with increasing friction. 

In another moment she was finger-fucking the girl with a vengeance, slapping 
her hand at her drenched young cunt in a mixture of anger and horniness that 
couldn't be stopped. 

"That's right, you little slut! Let's give your cunt a work-out it'll never 
forget! I'll have you cumming so hard you'll forget all about fucking 
youself wild on my son's prick! Just look at the way you're creaming on my 
hand! Look at all this disgusting cunt-juice pouring out of you! If I don't 
do something about this right now, you're going to soak the whole bed! Maybe 
you'd like a little pussy-sucking to go along with your finger-fuck. Well 
then, I just might be in the mood to oblige!" 

She was already bending forward as the words came out. 

Her tongue swiped out, lashing across the girl's finger-stuffed cunt and 
collecting the globs of musky fuck-cream that gushed to meet her. 

"Annnh! Ohhh, oh, Mrs. Martin! You're making me cum! Oh, I'm going to cum so 
hard! Yes, yes! Aaahhh!" 

Squealing ecstatically, the teenager humped up to greet the fingers that 
fucked into her cunt and the hot mouth that chewed and lapped her clit. 

By this time the two women had almost forgotten the presence of Dell, who 
hovered a short distance away, taking in the whole fantastic scene that 
unfolded before him. They weren't aware that his attention was totally 
riveted on the spectacle his mom made crouched between Becky's thighs with 
her fingers fucking up the girl's cunt and her tongue whipping her clit to a 
strumming froth. 

And they weren't aware that his prick now soared up to its fullest, lurching 
frantically above his balls. 

"Oh shit, I can't believe this! Yeah, Mom, go for it! Eat Becky out and fuck 
her cunt for her! She likes fucking almost as much as you do! And while 
you're doing that, I'm gonna get in on the fun too! Oh yeah, am I ever! 
Yeah, Mom!" 

Tracy felt her slacks being jerked down across her hips and peeled away in a 
series of swift tugs. 

An instant later her slacks and panties had been tossed aside and Dell's 
lean body moved into position behind her. 

His swollen cock-knob pressed against the sopping lips of her pussy, then 
sank between them. 

She gave a muffled gasp as his big prick fucked in, snaking up the greasy 
chute of her cunt and filling her completely. 

Then it began to fuck back and forth with quick, urgent strokes. 

Caught up in a delicious frenzy of sensation, the lusty blonde moaned and 
lapped at the sopping cunt before her all the more furiously. 

"Yeah, Mom, that's it! Ream the hell out of Becky's cunt while I do the same 
for yours! Fuck her! Fuck her just like I'm fucking you!" he growled 
delightedly. 

"Oh yes, Mrs. Martin, fuck me! Fuck me with your fingers and suck my pussy! 
More, more! Ooooh!" 

Groaning deep in her throat, Tracy followed their instructions to the 
letter. Wedged between the two insatiable teenagers and reeling back and 
forth from cunt to prick, she soared to orgasm in an unleashed explosion of 
bliss that couldn't be restrained another instant. 

Her body shuddered with climax, humping and heaving in an orgy of ecstasy. 

At that instant, Becky climaxed as well, bucking off the bed with a movement 
that slammed her full force onto Tracy's hand and mouth. 

"Cumming! Yes! Oh, I'm cumming so hard! Eeeeeeee!" 

The spectacle of those two writhing, orgasming women took its toll on Dell 
too. With one last, massive thrust, he fucked his prick deep into her and 
cried out, shooting his load of jism into her. "Creaming your cunt, Mom! Oh 
yeah, creaming it good! Yeah, yeahhhh!" 

The three of them twisted and arched in unison, climaxing again and again. 

It wasn't until the last tingles of pleasure had been wrung from their 
slumping bodies that they sank on the bed in a gasping, tangled mass. 

But Tracy wasn't done with the two teenagers yet. Even as her son's cock 
slurped from her cunt, she was in motion, crawling forward across Becky's 
limp body. She managed to straddle the girl's face, poising her drenched 
pussy above Becky's attractive features. 

"Now you little bitch, you're going to get another taste of my son's cum! 
Only this time you can drink it from my cunt! Eat it! Eat the cum out of my 
pussy like a good girl! Eat my cunt, slut!" 

She lowered herself onto the girl's face with a wiggling gyration, mashing 
her soaked pussy against her mouth. 

Becky tried to protest. But the words came out in muffled moans as the 
sopping pussy slapped against her lips, forcing them open to let a gush of 
mingled cum and cunt-juice pour into her mouth. She had no choice but to 
gulp down the steamy floods of fuck-juice that oozed into her throat. 

Her tongue darted out on pure reflex, tentatively flicking across the 
splayed flesh of Tracy's cunt to collect a second glob of the precious 
spunk. It lashed across Tracy's clit and dipped between her pussy-lips, 
digging deep inside her for more. 

Tracy gasped with pleasure, clenching her fists in the girl's hair and 
urging her on. "Yessss! Oh damn you, yes! That feels so fucking good! Get it 
all, baby! Suck all the sweet cum right out of my cunt! Suck the hell out of 
my cunt for me!" 

Squatting onto the teenager's face and careening atop Becky's mouth in 
shudders of wicked delight, she hunched on that soft probing tongue with an 
urgency that pulled it even deeper into her pussy. 

Almost before she knew it, Becky was fucking her tongue in and out of Mrs. 
Martin's cunt with eager, cock-like strokes, fucking her cunt as naturally 
as if she'd been eating pussy all her life. 

And Tracy's response was just as natural. Clutching the girl's brunette hair 
and riding onto her face with increasing fury, she soared to another orgasm. 

"That's it! Oh fuck, that's just perfect! Eat me until I scream! Eat the 
living hell out of my cunt! Oh God, you're making me cum with that sweet 
tongue of yours! I'm going to cum all over your face, slut! I'm going to, 
aaannhhh!" 

Tracy continued to buck on Becky's cream-slickened face until the last 
spasms of her orgasm had been tongued out of her. 

Then she toppled over with sigh. "Ahhh, that was nice! Oh yes, so damned 
nice! But I'm not quite done with you yet, young lady. Not just yet, you 
precious, cunt-sucking whore!" 

Even as a gasping Becky dazedly licked the film of fuck-cream that lathered 
her lips, she was grabbed and twisted about in Mrs. Martin's determined 
grip. She quickly found herself sprawled on hands and knees as Tracy's 
fingers slid across her supple body to the firm, round cheeks of her ass. 

Cupping those pliant globes in her palms, she pulled them wide apart to 
expose the girl's puckered little shitter. 

"Fuck her in the ass, Dell! Shove that fat cock of yours up her ass and give 
it a good fucking! I want to find out just how much prick this little bitch 
can take! Do it, young man! Fuck the shit right out of her!" 

He grunted as he obediently moved forward, slipping between Becky's parted 
thighs and placing his cock-tip at the entrance of her tight shit-chute. 

Belatedly, Becky realized what was happening. 

"Whuhhh, oh! Oh no! Don't, not there! Oh Dell!" 

Her cry rose to a squeal as Dell's cock-knob pushed into her asshole. 

Becky groaned, wiggling in a surge of mingled emotions as her asshole was 
stuffed full of prick. 

"Ohhhh! Oh, Dell, you're inside me! You're really all the way up my ass and, 
and it's swelling! Your cock is swelling in my asshole!" 

"That's right, baby. Now give her a real ass-fucking, just the way you gave 
it to me. Fuck this virgin ass of hers until she screams! Fuck it! Fuck her 
shitter!" Tracy hissed with glee as her son slowly began to move his 
stiffening prick back and forth, fucking Becky's ass with long thorough 
strokes. 

The girl yelped and twisted as her tortured ass muscles were ripped wide to 
take his massive cock. For a moment her eyes glazed over with the sheer pain 
of having her ass skewered by a gigantic cock. 

But then something relaxed within her and she accepted Dell's prick easier. 
His balls slapped against her drooling pussy. His lean body pounded back and 
forth, his belly smashing against her asscheeks and his strong arms holding 
her in an unbreakable grasp as he groaned with horny aproval, unable to hold 
back. 

"Oh shit Becky, you're really doing it! You're fucking the hell out of my 
prick with your asshole! Do it! Do it! Yeah!" 

Within mere moments the insatiable girl was reeling back to meet his 
thrusts, reaming herself totally onto that big lush cock of his and sobbing 
with an open glee. 

"Yes, yesssss! Oh Dell, give it to me! Give me your cock! Fuck my asshole! 
Fuck me! Fuck me good!" 

But Tracy was not about to be left out. Hovering over them with proper 
motherly concern and watching every swollen inch of her son's cock fuck in 
and out of the girl's pert stretched-open asshole, she slid a hand between 
her own drenched thighs and shoved four fingers up the drooling channel of 
her cunt. 

She soon became a humping mass of finger-fucking frenzy. Her groans joined 
those of the two teenagers as all three of them writhed once again to 
orgasm, forming an uninhibited threesome on the rumpled bed. 

The three of them surged again and again, as Dell's precious wads of spunk 
splattered the inner walls of Becky's shit-chute and Tracy's fingers fucked 
in and out of her cunt in a frantic blur of sensual abandon. 

Then, when they'd collapsed onto the bed once more in gasping weariness, 
Tracy said, "Uhhmmm, yes! That was good! Oh God, that was so damned good! My 
sweet babies! Sweet, sweet babies!" 

Dragging herself atop Becky's still-twitching body, she sank her face 
between the girl's asscheeks and lovingly lapped the excess splatters of cum 
that leaked from the girl's flared asshole. 

Then she twisted about to tongue her son's cock, licking Dell's sagging 
prick and emptied balls to collect the final droplets of jism which clung to 
it. 

Both teenagers wiggled, giggling happily. 

"Christ, Mom, you're fantastic! Don't you ever slow down?" 

"Ooooh, Mrs. Martin! That was really nice! Can we do it some more? I want to 
have fun like this all summer! Can we? Please?" 

Tracy didn't have to think twice about her answer. She smiled with wicked 
pleasure, taking in the hopeful stares that both teenagers gave her. 

"Why, of course we can, honey. Now that we've all gotten acquainted, we can 
have all the fun we want! And as a matter of fact, I may even let you in on 
a few surprises about those parents of yours, Becky. Oh yes, I think Frank 
and Donna just might surprise the both of you before this summer's over! 
We're going to have lots of fun. Lots and lots!" 

Tracy chuckled softly to herself, already looking forward to the rest of the 
summer with eager anticipation. 


End