Hot Night With Mom
by Jeff Davis


FOREWORD 

A young boy without a release for his raging sexual drive, and his mother, a 
divorcee, driven to the extremes of lust, are the subjects of this novel. 
Under the circumstances, we can understand how these two individuals are 
driven into each other's arms. Our society forbids sexual union between a 
mother and son, but sometimes it seems to be the most likely way for both to 
find satisfaction. 

As you read this account of passions unleashed, try to put yourself into the 
characters' roles and then see if you can find fault. Although they sink 
deeper and deeper into wanton behavior, they, at least, get a taste of all 
those pleasures that so many of us miss. 

So, what is normal? What are the rules we should live by? Is conformity to 
the average the goal, or should we seek our pleasures in extremes? 

In Hot Night With Mom each reader must decide for himself what is the right 
path. So, take a trip into the nether world of sexuality, and find out what 
goes on behind the drawn shutters of our neighbors' lives. 

-The Publisher 


CHAPTER ONE 

Mary Ann rolled over in the bed and lay on her stomach, her eyes closed. Her 
woman's body was damp with the heat of the night and a hunger gnawed at her 
that she couldn't quite define. She listened to the soft breathing of her 
son in the next room. 

She remembered a lot about Joey. The fourteen years that he had been a part 
of her life. She couldn't think of the boy without thinking of his father. 
Joey was so much like him. Ed had been large and strong and half tamed. She 
had never succeeded in taming the man completely. Finally, when Joey was 
ten, his father had reverted to his wild instincts and flown the coop. She 
hadn't seen him since. 

She rolled onto her back, her gown sticking to her damp skin. Her eyes 
opened and she sighed. Sleep was hopeless. She lifted the hem of her gown 
and fanned the nylon up and down slowly, trying to circulate some air over 
her steaming body. 

As the air wafted over her belly and legs, she was aware of the sticky 
wetness between her thighs. She thought back to how long it had been since 
she had had a man. It had been nearly two years. 

Her hands stopped fanning her gown and she rolled it back up over her belly 
and looked down over her body in the soft moonlight. It wasn't a bad body 
for a woman of thirty, she decided. Her thighs were full and round and her 
belly was nearly flat, just a hint of a curve to its plane. No stretch 
marks. The thick bush of hair at the juncture of her thighs was shiny and a 
little matted in the dim light. 

She sighed again and pushed herself up into a sitting position. She left her 
gown bunched around her waist. Her mind wandered of its own accord back to 
Ed and his lovemaking. She smiled as she thought of his big cock sticking 
out from the dark bush of hair at his crotch, his balls hanging large and 
full beneath it. A shiver ran through her and she felt the wetness between 
her thighs increase. 

She looked down at her still-firm breasts. Her nipples were hard and making 
large bumps in the front of the nylon. They throbbed faintly, almost aching. 
She squeezed her thighs together, pressing the thick soft lips of her pussy 
together. They were slippery against each other. 

She tried again to tear her thoughts from her husband and his virile 
lovemaking. Everything she tried to substitute in her mind quickly faded, to 
be replaced by the memory of his muscular body lying on hers, his hard cock 
pistoning slowly in and out of her hungry cunt. 

A flush of heat was creeping through her, causing her to perspire a little 
more. Her nipples tingled against the gown. The nylon clung to the damp 
valley between the firm mounds of spongy flesh. She leaned her head back 
against the headboard of the bed and closed her eyes. 

Her long slim fingers stroked her bare belly slowly as she remembered how Ed 
labored over her body, driving her slowly to a frenzy of lust. How he had 
placed himself, bringing her to a slow and violent climax. A throb ran 
through her breast and she realized that her fingers were rolling her 
nylon-clad nipples slowly between them. She paused for a moment, surprised 
that she was caressing herself. Her nipples began to ache again and she gave 
over to the desire of her flesh. 

She slipped her hand under the deep V of the gown and shivered as her 
fingernails scraped the sensitive flesh of her nipple. It was erect and 
hard, protruding into her palm as she squeezed gently. Her legs parted 
slowly, her knees bending slightly. Her other hand slid down the front of 
her torso and touched the damp skin of her belly. It paused a moment as she 
caught the nipple between the thumb and forefinger of her other hand and she 
rolled it gently. 

Her long fingernails scraped her belly as her hand continued slowly down 
across her belly. The soft curly locks of hair on her mound met her 
fingertips and she combed through it. Her full red lips were parted and her 
tongue flicked across them, wetting their dry surfaces. She remembered the 
sharp man taste of Ed's cock and how much she loved to take the plum-shaped 
head into her mouth and roll her tongue around it. 

Her fingers reached the beginning of the slit between her thighs and she 
gasped softly as she probed the slippery crevice. Her juices were flowing 
and the soft lips were gooey with them. Her legs opened wider and her finger 
plowed down to the soggy, hot mouth of her cunt. Her finger plunged slowly 
to the knuckle in the molten hole. 

Her other hand was squeezing and pinching her tender nipples, switching from 
one side to the other. The straps slipped from her shoulders and the large 
firm cones lay naked under her hand. 

She sank deeper and deeper into a hazy state of lust and hunger. Her finger 
plunged in and out of her drooling cunt as she tried to imitate the action 
of Ed's cock. Her finger wasn't large enough and wasn't a good substitute. 
She whimpered and pulled the digit from her cunt. It glistened wetly in the 
moonlight. She stared at it disgustedly for a moment and then applied it to 
the hard little knob of her clit. Slow flashes of pleasure rolled up through 
her as her fingertip rolled the little love button wetly. 

In a matter of seconds she felt the first rush of sensation and the flood of 
pleasure. She arched her back, lifting her ass slightly and trembled. Her 
climax slowed her finger, but didn't stop it. As the pleasure lessened a 
little and turned to a warm glow, her finger stirred the slippery juices 
between her pussy-lips. 

She remembered the tangy taste of Ed's come as his cock bucked in her mouth 
and pumped stream after stream of the thick hot fluid down her throat. Her 
parched throat cried out for the quenching flood. Her legs were splayed to 
their widest, her two fingers working furiously over her slippery little 
knob. Her other hand fen from her nipple and her fingers held the lips of 
her pussy open. Strands of hair around it became darker and curled as her 
juices seeped from her convulsing cunt. 

Before she realized it, she was wondering if Joey's cock was as large or as 
long as his father's. She tried to create a picture of his naked adolescent 
body and the thought sent waves of shivers through her straining body. She 
pictured his young smooth body with his father's large hard cock sticking 
out of his crotch. The racking waves of pleasure caught her by surprise as 
an even more intense climax ran through her tense muscles. 

Mary Ann sagged back against the headboard. 

Little trickles of perspiration ran down between the heaving mounds of her 
breasts. She sat motionless, savoring the pleasure that soaked through her 
body. It had been months since she had experienced a climax. 

Gradually, her breath was regained and her dark eyes fluttered anti then 
opened. A realization was rising in the back of her mind. Something that she 
had known but never managed to admit to herself. She could not abstain from 
sex. Sex of some sort, even if it were just masturbation. 

Along with the realization came another admission. Her celibacy of the 
previous months was not due solely to the clumsiness and rough manners of 
the men she had fucked since Ed had left. Part of the reason was her attempt 
to deny her sexual nature. For a long time she had wondered if she were 
oversexed or even a nympho. 

She had been awakened sexually at the tender age of eleven. Her mind floated 
back to that night in the past. Even over the distance of the years, her 
mind focused instantly on the scene. 

She had gotten up to go to the bathroom in the wee hours of the morning. She 
didn't even know if anyone was in the house besides her older brother Bobby. 
Her father had gone out early that night as he had nearly every Saturday 
night. Sometimes she heard him come in at night, tiptoeing to his room and 
then she would hear a woman's whisper through the wall. Mary Ann would lie 
in her bed and listen closely. 

It was so seldom that the little girl heard a woman's voice in the house 
that it was a strange sound. Her mother had been dead so long that Mary Ann 
couldn't even remember her. 

The night that was so vivid to her came back again. As she turned to go into 
the bathroom, she heard sounds. Sounds from the living room. She stood 
still, the floor cold on her small bare feet and listened. They were funny 
sounds. Hard breathing and soft moans. She strained to hear. 

Curiosity finally won and she crept on her tiptoes to the end of the hall 
and peeked around the comer. For a moment her young mind was confused. She 
couldn't understand what was going on. The dim light of the lamp was enough 
to make out faces and bodies, but their position and action was strange to 
her. 

A woman that she had never seen before was on her hands and knees in the 
middle of the floor. Her long hair hung down over her bare shoulders almost 
touching the floor. The only thing she had on was a pair of dark stockings 
and a garter belt. Mary Ann's father was on his knees behind her, naked, 
also. They were facing away from the girl so she couldn't see what was 
happening, but she guessed easily. Her father's hands gripped the woman's 
hips and his body was moving back and forth behind her. 

Bobby, her sixteen-year-old brother, sat in a chair opposite the woman. He 
was naked, too. The woman's face was in the boy's lap and she had his cock 
in her mouth. Her head was bobbing up and down over it. 

Mary Ann watched wide-eyed as the act continued, Her first reaction had been 
confusion. As she understood what was happening, she sensed .a new feeling 
creeping through her. Jealousy. The two most important people in the world 
to her were doing that with a stranger. She felt rejected, left out. 

She watched. Their movements quickened and she could hear the woman's moans 
grow louder around Bobby's prick. Her father's body moved faster and faster, 
making wet slapping sounds against the woman's ass. Bobby was jerking and 
bouncing in the chair, his eyes clenched shut and his mouth was open. 

Mary Ann heard Bobby groan and he seemed to shake from head to toe. Every 
muscle in his young body stood out. She looked down at the woman's face and 
saw her mouth and throat working, something white trickling from the corner 
of her lips. Her expression was one of intense pleasure. 

Mary Ann's father wheezed and grunted. His head fell back and his belly 
slapped hard and loud against the woman's ass. He jerked several times. 

Mary Ann could watch no more. She turned and ran back to her-bed. Bitter 
tears filled her little eyes as she lay in the dark, feeling lonely and left 
out. 

The memory faded, and Mary Ann, the woman, sat in her bed, staring down at 
the damp hair between her legs. Her finger played idly in the damp curls, 
twisting them around. She looked at the clock. It was two-twenty, she was 
glad that it was Friday night and she didn't have to get up the following 
morning. 

She stretched slowly, yawning uselessly. The straps of her gown were still 
off her shoulders and her breasts were still exposed. She caught a drop of 
perspiration in the valley between them and wiped it on the sheet. Her hair 
lay in wet curls across her forehead and her temples. 

Feeling the urge to pee; she rolled off the bed and padded quietly across 
the hall to the bathroom. She left the light off and sat down in the 
semi-darkness. The hiss of her piss broke the silence for a few seconds and 
then she rose, dropping the gown around her knees. The toilet gurgled after 
she pushed the handle down. Stepping into the hall, she paused and looked 
toward Joey's room. 

She moved to the door and looked in. She could make out his form, lying on 
top of the sheets. Her eyes slowly adjusted to the slightly darker room. She 
smiled as she saw the faint smile on the boy's face. He lay on his back, 
clad in jockey shorts. His adolescent body was smooth and muscular. Her eyes 
trailed slowly down it, studying the dim details. 

She squinted against the dim light as she got to his shorts. There was a 
long bulge in the front of them, pointing up toward his flat belly. She 
couldn't believe that it was his cock. It was too long and thick in 
proportion to his body. Squeezing her eyelids together, she opened them and 
looked again. It still looked the same. 

In the dimness, she strained to see. Casting restraint aside, she stepped 
into the room. She stood staring down at the long shape in the shorts. It 
looked even larger from that range. Her nipples were throbbing, she 
realized. Glancing quickly up to his face, she reassured herself that he was 
asleep. 

Her palms were perspiring and the insides of her thighs felt drenched. As 
she shifted her weight, they felt slippery against each other. She licked 
her lips. She wiped her palm on her nylon-covered thigh. Her hand didn't 
drop back to her side. She reached out. Her hand shook slightly as it neared 
its goal. 

Mary Ann heard her breathing for the first time. 

It was a ragged rasp. Her mouth was dry and her lips parted. Her hand 
descended slowly. Her fingertips touched the soft cotton cloth of the jockey 
shorts and she felt the hardness beneath them. For several seconds, she 
didn't breathe. The heat of his cock soaked through his shorts and reached 
her fingers, she could feel the slight movement that his pulse stirred in 
it. 

Her long red fingernails moved slowly, tracing the length of her son's cock, 
exploring the ridge around the head. He sighed and stirred and Mary Ann 
froze. She watched his face closely. His eyes were still shut and the faint 
smile remained. 

Thumb on one side and forefinger on the other side of the long bulge; she 
stroked slowly and softly. It pulsed against her fingertips. She could feel 
it swelling slightly. Something trickled slowly down the inside of her 
thighs and she squeezed them together, sending a small wave of pleasure 
through her as the lips of her pussy pressed around her clit. 

Her hand was moving a tiny bit faster and she was concentrating her caresses 
around the bullet-shaped head. Joey's chest was rising and falling a little 
faster and his hips flexed slightly with each stroke. 

Mary Ann stopped and looked down at the boy and then at her hand. She 
withdrew it reluctantly and sighed softly. She leaned over and kissed his 
cheek, lightly, then left the room. 

She stopped inside her bedroom and stared at her bed. It held no invitation. 
She turned and went to the kitchen, hoping that a snack would take her mind 
off thoughts of sex and pleasure. A thrown-together sandwich was the result 
of her hurried search and she sat down at the table to eat it. The first 
bite took forever to chew. 

Her mind wandered back over the years again to another night when the moon 
was bright and the air was warm. . 

It was several days after she had seen her brother and her father and the 
woman in the living room. 

She hadn't said anything to either of them about it, and she had carried the 
confusion and hurt around inside her. She was lying on her bed, the sheet 
kicked down, her head propped up on her pillow, staring out the bedroom 
window. The moon was bright and made everything look silver-coated. Her 
cotton gown was already pulled up above her cotton panties due to the heat. 
She heard her brother come out of the bathroom and was aware that he was 
standing in the hall. 

She turned her head and saw him standing there with a towel wrapped around 
his waist, looking at her. She was sure that he was looking at her panties. 
She stuck her tongue out at him, good-naturedly. 

He smiled and stepped inside the room. "Can't sleep?" he asked. 

She shook her head and looked back out the window. He came the rest of the 
way to the bed and sat 'down on the edge. 

"Something wrong?" He was speaking softly although they were in the house 
alone. Their father was out for the evening. 

"No. Just hot." She didn't look at him as she replied. . 

"Yeah. I know." 

She felt his weight shift as if he were rising, and she looked at him 
quickly, a strange look in her eye. He paused and eased back down. "Want to 
talk?" 

"I guess." She looked away and watched her finger tracing patterns on her 
bare thigh. 

"So?" 

"Do you love me, Bobby?" Her eyes were big and soft as she looked at his 
face. 

"You know I do!" He smiled at her. 

"I love you, too," she said almost in a whisper. There was something strange 
in her voice. His smile vanished as he studied her face for some clue. 

"Bobby?" Her voice was even softer. "Yeah?" 

"Can I ask you something?" 

"Sure." 

"Tell me about sex." 

The boy swallowed hard and stared at her. 

"Hey, that's something you'll have to ask Dad or Aunt Kay about." 

"Daddy and I can't talk like you and I can, and you know what Aunt Kay would 
say. She'd have a fit." Her hand left her leg and rested on his arm. She 
liked the feel of his hard muscles. 

"I don't think it's right for me to tell you about it. I'm your brother." He 
looked at her hand on his arm and shifted uncomfortably. 

"What's the matter? Don't you know anything about it?" Her face was impish 
and her eyes teased him. 

"Sure I do!" 

"So tell me." She suddenly was serious again. "like what?" 

"Oh, I know about babies and what makes them. I wanted to know if it was fun 
or what." She rolled on her side, propping her head on her hand. Her knees 
scraped his back, touching his butt. 

He shrugged and looked a little embarrassed. 

"Yeah, it's fun." 

"Does it feel good?" She was eager, her eyes wide. 

"Yeah. Pretty good." He was getting more uncomfortable with every question. 

"How good?" 

He started to turn away and get up. Her small hand grabbed his leg and 
pulled him back around. 

"How good?" she repeated. 

He looked down at her hand on his leg and then up to her face. He squinted a 
little like he was trying to look harder at her like she was a different 
person. 

"Better than anything else I have ever felt." His voice had less strain in 
it, but he wasn't relaxed. 

"How about for the girl?" Her little fingers flexed on his thigh muscle 

"It can be just as good for her." 

A movement caught Mary Ann's eye. Something moved under his towel where it 
lay on his lap. She knew what it was and that thought made her all warm and 
tingly. 

"What do you mean?" 

"Well, you know, uh-no, I guess you don't." He shrugged and fumbled for 
words. "Well, if the guy takes his time and tries to make it good for her. H 
Mary Ann looked up at him for a moment and then she nodded. Her eyes dropped 
to his lap again and there was a lump-there. 

"Do you ever ... play with yourself?" She had spoken so softly that Bobby 
wasn't sure he had heard her. 

"What?" 

"Do you ever play with your thing?" Her voice was louder and braver. " 

"Where did you ever get an idea like that?" His voice rose and the 
expression on his face was both shock and guilt. 

"I saw Billy Clark doing it one day in his garage." She shrugged 
nonchalantly. "I just wondered if you did it, too." 

He started to lie, but his face showed it and he knew she would know that he 
was lying, "Yeah. I have." He looked away. 

"Do you still do it sometimes?" 

"Sometimes. Boy, you sure are nosey." 

"I've played with myself, too," she said as if to make him feel better. 

He turned and looked shocked. "Really?" 

"Really." 

"But you're just a little girl." He knew he had said the wrong thing before 
the words were out of his mouth. 

"I am not! I've even got hair!" Hurt and-anger flashed in her dark eyes and 
she started to rise. 

"Bullshit!" 

 "No bullshit!" Fire and sparks lit her eyes. 

Before he knew what had happened, she pulled the front of her cotton panties 
down with her thumb. "Look!" 

Bobby looked and a funny expression swept over his face. He stared longer 
than necessary. 

Mary Ann stole a glance at his lap and the lump looked like a tent. 
Suddenly, she felt all hot and itchy down there where he was staring. 

She slid the panties back up, slowly. His eyes pulled away and looked at her 
face. He swallowed hard and for a moment they looked at each other without a 
sound, each reading the other's thoughts. 

"Have you got any hair?" she asked. "Sure. Lots of it." 

"Show me." It wasn't a demand and yet her voice insisted." 

Bobby looked at his sister, nervously chewing his lip. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

"Are you crazy!" 

"No. I showed you my hair. Now, it's your turn." 

"I didn't ask you to show me yours. Besides, you only got a couple." 

"I suppose you've got more." 

"Lot more. Your pussy is near naked compared to the hair I got." 

Mary Ann scooted up to a sitting position and grinned at him. "Prove it." 

Her eyes dropped to the tent in his towel. The itch inside her panties was 
getting unbearable. She felt so hot that her cheeks burned. 

"No." 

"Chicken." 

"I am not. I just don't have to," Bobby exclaimed. 

"You're afraid to." She hit the mark. He flinched at her accusation. 

Mary Ann glared at him haughtily. 

"All right. I'll show you," he said quietly. 

His hand picked up the edge of the towel and lifted it. Mary Ann's eyes 
widened in expectation and then even wider when the dark purple head and 
white shaft of his cock were suddenly exposed. She sucked her breath in 
sharply and squirmed. She was suddenly all damp and hot between her legs. 

"It's beautiful!" she whispered. He started to lower the towel and she 
caught his hand. "No! Wait!" 

"What'cha staring at so hard?" His voice was a little hoarse. 

"I never saw one-so close. It's standing up so straight and hard. Is that a 
hard-on?" Her eyes flicked up to his briefly. 

"Yeah," he confessed softly. " 

"Did I make it get that way?" Her voice was getting husky and strained. 

"No. Of course not." 

Mary Ann looked into his eyes and smiled. "I think I did, and you know 
what?" " 

"What?" 

"It makes me feel all warm and tingly seeing it like that." Her eyes went 
back to his lap. "Can I touch it?" 

"Huh?" 

"I said can I touch it." Her hand was in motion. 

Before he could answer, her little fingers brushed the sensitive flesh of 
his prick and the boy gasped in shock. 

"Did it hurt?" She jerked her hand back an inch. "N-no." 

"Oooooooh, it's moving with your heart beat." 

She touched it again, running her fingers down the side. "It's so hot!" 

Bobby's soft groan made her look to his face. 

His eyes were slits and he was breathing faster. 

"Touch mine." The request was a mere whisper. His eyes opened and he looked 
down. 

Mary Ann opened her legs. Her fingers ran all over his cock, exploring its 
surface. His hand moved slowly, and she watched it slide across her leg and 
up her thigh. His fingers brushed the cotton crotch and a wave of heat shot 
through her; 

"Ooooooh, Bobby!" she moaned. 

He pushed the cloth into the crevice between the firm fleshy lips and rubbed 
gently. Mary Ann shivered with the sensations that were throbbing through 
her young body. 

"Oh, Bobby! It feels so much better when you do it!" Her voice was a hoarse 
rasp. 

"Put your fingers around my cock and move them up and down like that:' he 
instructed. 

"Is that what you call it?" Her eyes opened a little and she looked down at 
the column of flesh. 

"Um-hm, Yeah, like that!" He twisted a little to give her better access. 

Mary Ann slumped a little, opening her legs wider. Her free fingers came up 
and pulled the crotch of her panties aside. 

"It's only fair that you get to touch mine too." Bobby looked at the almost 
bare, white lips of her pussy, then touched it lightly. The girl shuddered 
and pulled the panties farther aside. His finger dipped into the fold and 
found it damp and slippery. 

"Oh, yess!" the girl hissed as he stroked her little button. "Oh! Oh!" 
Suddenly, she was trembling and jerking. 

"Did you come, already?" he asked. 

"Um-hm, but don't stop." Her fingers tugged and caressed his cock as his 
fingers stirred her slit to another climax. 

"Faster! Faster!" he gasped as she came the third time. 

Mary Ann opened her eyes and watched him. 

His eyes were clamped shut and his mouth hung open just like the night that 
she had seen him in the living room. She moved her hand faster and watched 
his cock. It seemed to swell even more and then he groaned and jerked. His 
cock jerked in her small hand and white fluid spurted from the tiny slit in 
the end. It splashed on her hand and arm and she gasped when she felt how 
hot it was. 

With each spurt, Bobby jerked and groaned. 

Finally, a little dribbled out and he fell back onto the bed, panting. His 
cock slid from the girl's hand. Pulling her hand back, she studied the thick 
white fluid. A strange, not unpleasant odor reached her nostrils. 

"Mom?" A familiar voice snatched Mary Ann's mind back to the present. She 
blinked her eyes and looked toward the door. Joey stood there looking at her 
in the semi-darkness. He wore only his jockey shorts. 

"You all right, Mom?" He stepped to her and put his hand on her shoulder. 

"Just fine. Why?" 

"I went to the bathroom and coming back I looked in your bed and when you 
weren't there, I came looking for you. I spoke to you three times. n "I'm 
sorry. I was deep in thought:' She smiled up at him, suddenly aware of how 
close he was. 

"Thinking about Dad again?" His hand was on her hair and he stroked it. Just 
like Ed had done so many times. 

Mary Ann felt weakness creep into her bones. 

"No. About when I was ,a little girl and your Uncle Bobby." 

"Couldn't you sleep?" He was beginning to feel a little awkward standing 
there in his underwear. 

"No. Too hot. Good thing tomorrow is Saturday. I'd hate to have to go to 
work on no sleep." Her arm slipped around his waist. His back felt so smooth 
and muscular. 

"Yeah." His discomfort was beginning to show. "It just struck me how much 
you look like Bobby when he was your age." Her eyes studied the boy's face. 

Letting her forehead drop against his hard belly, she was silent for a 
moment. Her eyes focused on the bulge in the front of his shorts. It was 
smaller than earlier when she had been in his room, but it was having no 
less of an effect. 

"Has it been hard on you, having no father?" 

His belly was flexing slowly with his breathing as she spoke. 

"I guess a little but I've got you." His other hand touched her hair. 

Mary Ann squeezed his waist in response and let out her breath in a sharp 
sigh. He flinched as her warm breath wafted across his crotch. She saw the 
bulge of his cock pulse and she was sure that it was growing. 

His belly seemed to burn against her forehead. 

Some sort of electricity was flowing between them at the point of contact. 
Her arm gripped tighter. Her eyes focused on his cotton-concealed cock and 
it pulsed again. Every time she looked down at that bulge and thought about 
it for a moment, it pulsed and seemed to grow a little. 

"Morn?" His voice was raspy like he needed to clear his throat. "What were 
you thinking. about?" 

Without looking up at his face, she smiled and traced a circle on his flat 
belly with her finger nail. His stomach muscles flexed. "About how much I 
love you." 

"Hey, that's funny." 

Mary Ann pulled her head back and looked up at him. "What?" " 

"That was the same thing I was thinking." His-smile was broad, showing his 
white even teeth. 

Returning his smile, she hugged him again and pressed her cheek to the warm 
skin of his belly. 

"Still not sleepy?" he asked; . 

She could hear his heart beat as she shook her head against him. Are you 
uncomfortable?" Her breath moved the fine light hair on his belly as she 
spoke. 

"A little." 

"Want to go back to bed?" She held her breath, waiting for his answer. 

"I'd rather cuddle with you and talk." 

His reply pleased her. An idea flashed into her head. An idea that made her 
shiver slightly. 

"You can't be cold," he chided. 

"No. Just a love shiver. Would you like to lie on the bed with me and talk." 
She heard his heartbeat quicken. "That is unless you think you are too big 
to sleep with your old mother." 

He inhaled deeply and chuckled nervously. "I'm not too big and you're not 
too old." 

Impulsively, she kissed his belly and carne to her feet smiling. "Come on 
then, Mother's little Boy, and let's go." . 

Mary Ann was almost giddy as she led him through the house to her bedroom. 
She crawled onto the bed and fluffed a pillow up and leaned back on it. He 
seemed a little hesitant. She patted the bed beside her and waited. Finally, 
he lowered himself onto the bed beside her and leaned back on the other 
pillow. 

"Now, what do we talk about?" Her hand found his and their fingers entwined. 

"I don't know. Whatever you want?" 

"Well, tell you what, we don't have to talk. We can just lie here and enjoy 
each other's company and if something comes to mind. we can talk. Okay?" 

"Okay." 

Mary Ann squeezed his hand and leaned her head back against the pillow and 
looked through the window. The crickets and Joey's breathing were the only 
sounds. 

As she thought and listened. she noticed Joey's breathing becoming slower 
and more even. She looked and found his eyes closed. Slipping her hand out 
of his, she reached around him and pulled him to her. His eyes opened' for a 
moment and he smiled sleepily. , "Shhhh," Mary Ann commanded. His arm slid 
across her nylon-covered belly as she cuddled him to her. His cheek rested 
on the swell of her breast. 

Her arm curved around his back, her hand resting on his hip. His warm breath 
played across her breast, stirring her' gown slightly. She stroked his hair 
lovingly with her other hand and then let it slide down onto his arm. 

He slipped off into sleep and she listened and remembered. He stirred once 
or twice, his cock pressing against her hip. It felt like a brand against 
the swell of her flesh, only two layers of cloth away. 

She felt her nipples hardening and the dampness forming once again between 
her thighs. Her little love button began to throb and she almost groaned. 
Hunger seemed to grate at every nerve. 

She tried to force her mind elsewhere and almost succeeded. Then she felt 
the heat and the growing firmness of Joey's cock against her thigh. Her mind 
groaned. He was getting a hard-on. 

It swelled and pulsed against her until she was biting her lower lip to 
contain herself. Her pussy was oozing her juices and her clit literally 
ached. Joey sighed in his sleep, shifting. His arm moved and suddenly his 
hand rested on her belly, his palm inches away from her damp pussy. 

She studied his face. She was sure he was asleep. 

For long minutes she was totally still, barely breathing, afraid that he 
would move away and equally afraid that his hand would slide down onto her 
throbbing core. 

His cock throbbed and burned against her hip. 

Then he started to move his hips, very slightly. His-cock rubbed up and down 
against her. Mary Ann knew that at any second she would lose control and 
either scream or rip his shorts off and plunge his cock in her cunt or her 
mouth. 

That thought crossed her mind and she felt the tension snap like a taut 
piano string and she jerked as she came. A small one it was but none the 
less she had climaxed from a mere thought. The pleasure ebbed through her 
and she managed to remain still until it began to fade. 

The boy's hips were still hunching, rubbing the underside of his swollen 
cock against her thigh. She listened to his breathing and gauged his passion 
by it. She wondered what he was dreaming. What fantasy was pouring through 
his young mind to cause the reaction. 

Her arm tightened around him. Her hand slipped off his hip and cupped his 
hard buttocks. They flexed against her palm as he dry fucked, The rhythm of 
his hips and his ragged breathing told her that his dream would have to end 
or soon he would come m his shorts. 

He didn't stop. Mary Ann held her breath and cuddled the boy closer. A 
shudder ran through him and she felt his cock throb against her. A grunt 
escaped his lips and then another. She felt his swollen cock pumping and she 
knew. Her teeth clamped down on her lower lip and she didn't breathe for 
several seconds. His hand left her belly and slid around her waist. He 
hugged her as the final shudder rattled his body. 

"Oh, Mom!" he rasped, 

 CHAPTER THREE 

For a long second, Mary Ann was afraid to look at her son's face. She was 
afraid that he was awake, that he had only been feigning sleep. Yet, the 
fact that he had said what he had as he was coming sent a strange and dark 
pleasure through her. 

Moving her head very slowly, she looked at his face for several minutes. 
Convinced that he. was asleep, she relaxed a little. She looked at his face 
lovingly and smiled. She wondered just what he had been dreaming. 

Another problem presented itself. A warm dampness was seeping through her 
gown and wetting her hip. His come was soaking through his shorts and her 
gown. A new fire of lust began to smolder between her thighs as she lay very 
still and felt the warm fluid on her thigh. Her mouth began to water and she 
swallowed the sudden lump in her throat. 

The damp spot burned like a brand against her hip. Her body throbbed and her 
mind focused on it. The dark desires rose once more from deep within her 
mind. She could hardly lie still. Her whole being seemed to converge on that 
one spot. 

Mary Ann felt the war between her mind and her body reaching a crucial 
point. Fearing the outcome, she sought other measures to resolve the 
turmoil. Her hand slid across Joey's arm and her fingertips pressed her gown 
down between her damp thighs. Pressing the nylon between the burning lips of 
her pussy, she found her throbbing clit, rolling it under her finger. Waves 
of pleasure washed through her aching body as she rubbed and teased the 
little knob. 

Joey shifted his crotch against her. Mary Ann looked down at his sleeping 
face and continued to work herself to a climax. The gown was wet and 
slippery where she pressed it into her pussy. Coals of lust burned bright 
red, deep inside her cunt. The walls of her cunt' spasmed and contracted as 
She neared the exploding point. 

Her hips flexed slightly, her thighs opening a little. Her eyes were glazed 
with passion. She strained to reach the bursting point without waking Joey. 
The rust rippling tremors began in her crotch and she could almost feel the 
rust flood of pleasure. 

Joey rolled onto his back, pulling his arm from her waist. "Unnnnn," he 
groaned and Mary Ann froze. His eyes flickered and he looked at her. 

She closed her thighs and left her hand resting on her belly. She fought to 
control her breathing .. He looked at her for a second or two, hi; eyes 
trying to focus. 

"You all right?" His question was a sleepy mumble. 

He licked his lips and rolled to a sitting position. 

"Got to go to the bathroom." His words were muffled and Mary Ann knew that 
he was embarrassed. She watched him amble toward the door. Her body was 
screaming silently for release. 

She could hear him moving around in the bathroom and then his bedroom. She 
heard his bed creak. Relieved, yet disappointed, she realized that he was 
returning to his bed. Afraid to get up and go tuck him in, she lay very 
still and let her fantasies flourish. 

She was drifting back to her childhood again. 

Back to the warm summer nights and her brother and her education. 

She and Bobby had kept their secret well. For nearly two months they had 
spent the nights that their father was out in her bed exploring sex 
together. 

Mary Ann's naked little body lay in the middle of the bed. Bobby paused to 
look down at it, the bare lips of her little pussy and the small bumps of 
her developing breasts. He licked his lips and smiled. 

"Hurry up!" the girl insisted. Her small hands rubbed the mound at the 
juncture of her thighs. "I've been so horny the last couple of days that I 
almost came to your room once." 

"You'd get us both killed if Dad caught us." He dropped his jeans and 
skinned out of his shorts. His cock bobbed stiffly. 

"I know. That's why I just jacked off." Her eyes gleamed as she watched his 
cock and waited anxiously. 

Bobby crawled in beside her and turned on his side, propping his head in his 
hand. Her small fingers fluttered over his cock lovingly. 

"Mmmmm, I love your cock so much," she whispered. 

He grinned at her self-consciously. His finger found the tiny hard nipple 
and rolled it gently between his thumb and finger. Her fingers stroked the 
shaft and head of his cock and explored the soft sack beneath it. 

"Oh, Bobby, can I kiss it?" The question surprised her almost as much as it 
did him. 

"Huh?" His whole body tightened as her words soaked in. 

Ignoring his question, she pushed him onto his back and scrambled to her 
hands and knees. Both of them held their breath. Until then, their sex 
experimentation had been limited to jacking each other off and rubbing his 
cock against her pussy. They knew that what was about to happen would change 
the seemingly innocent play to something new and serious. 

Mary Ann held his throbbing member in her hands and stared at it. Her whole 
body trembled and throbbed as she lowered her head to it. Bobby raised his 
head and watched transfixed as her small pink lips touched the dark head. A 
shiver ran through him as he felt the warm soft kiss. 

"Mmmmm!" the girl hummed and her small pink tongue snaked out and laved the 
tender flesh. Bobby jerked and moaned. 

The strange. tantalizing odor of his flesh filled her nostrils. Mysterious 
new desires surged up inside her young-body and her mind faded into a blue 
haze of passion. Crouched over him her small body trembled with excitement. 
Her small fingers clutched the throbbing column of flesh, massaging it with 
short strokes. 

"It tastes so good!" Her voice was low and husky. Her eyes and mind were 
centered on his gorged cock. 

"Mary Ann," Passion and lust choked off his words. 

"Mmmmm." Her small mouth stretched and the plum-shaped head disappeared. 

Bobby clenched his eyes shut and gritted his teeth against the racking 
sensation. Her mouth squeezed hot and wet around the tender head and her hot 
tongue twirled around it, exploring the ridge and the tiny slit . 

"Mary Ann!" he gasped. "If ... if you don't stop, I'm going to come!" 

Her mouth slid slowly away from his throbbing cock and she smiled up at him 
with a strange, twisted smile. "Please do!" Her mouth dropped back to his 
cock and enveloped it with increased passion. She sucked hungrily at the 
knob, her mouth anticipating the spurting release. 

Bobby's head fell back on the bed and he moaned as his lust rose to a fever 
pitch. His hips lifted with each pull of her mouth. Her head bobbed faster 
and faster as her own passion rose and her small cunt began to throb and 
boil with lust. Her nostrils flared, her hot breath playing over his naked 
belly. 

Bobby cried out, the cry dying into a gurgle. His body arched and stiffened. 
His hands clutched at her head. For a moment, she didn't know what was 
happening and then her mouth was suddenly full of thick hot fluid. A muffled 
moan jumped from her throat and she gulped quickly. Her virgin pussy 
convulsed and she shivered as her own climax crashed in on her. 

His cock emptied and he pushed her suctioning mouth away from it and lay 
gasping for breath. Mary Ann collapsed beside him, her come-smeared lips 
open, her tits rising and falling quickly. 

"Oh, Bobby! It tasted SO good!" She looked up at him with wild eyes. "I 
didn't want to stop!" 

"Felt great!" 

They wheezed and panted until their breath was regained, and then Mary Ann 
sat up and looked at her brother. Her mouth was still shiny with his juices. 

"It makes me jealous!" She. pretended to pout. "What?" 

"Y our cock. I wish I had one." Her voice sounded serious, but her eyes 
teased him. 

"Why?" 

"So it could shoot like yours and feel that good. I feel kind of cheated. I 
don't have anything that you can suck on to make me feel that good." She 
rested her chin on her hand. She sat cross-legged, her bare little pussy 
glistening at him. 

Her brother smiled and sat up. "I don't know about that. I could use my 
tongue instead of my finger on your little button." 

"Oooh!" Mary Ann shivered with the thought. "Would you? Please!" 

Her eyes were large and round, her lip caught between her teeth as she 
looked at him. He smiled at her and reached for her hard little nipple, 
pinching it. 

"Lay down and let's see what happens." 

The girl fell backwards and opened her legs as wide as she could. Propped on 
her elbows, she watched him, trembling with expectation. 

Bobby lay on his stomach, between her open legs. She heard herself gasp as 
his breath tickled her sensitive pussy lips. He kissed the inside of her 
small thigh and she jerked. His lips moved nearer and nearer. Her little 
cunt spasmed and her clit throbbed. He kissed the pouting, fleshy lips and 
Mary Ann flinched. 

The boy tasted her sweet pussy and his timidness and inhibitions left him. 
His tongue sliced up between the hot lips, flicking across the small opening 
and then up over the tiny love button, and the girl arched her back and 
gurgled. His mouth and tongue made soft wet sounds as he licked and teased 
her pulsing little pussy. 

"Oh! Bobby! Soooo good!" She bounced and twisted under his tongue. 

His inexperience gave way to his lust and he worked passionately between her 
slim thighs. His hands slipped under her and cupped her small tight ass, 
lifting her pussy to his flicking tongue. 

"Bobby! Bobby! Oh! Oh!" Her hips thrust with each word. Bombs of pleasure 
burst in her body. "Don't stop! Do it! Oh! Oh! Bobbeeee! Aaaaaggg-nnn!" 

Her little body strained upward and began to shudder. The muscles in her 
legs and neck stood out as she arched and strained. Climax hit her young 
body like a hurricane. She jerked and bounced, her small fingers clawing at 
his head as if in an attempt to pull his head inside her cunt. 

Suddenly, his mouth left her pussy. Through the slits of her eyes she saw 
him scrambling onto his knees between her legs. Confusion mixed with her 
passion. Then she saw his hand stroke his swollen cock two or three times. 
He stiffened and thrust his hips forward, pointing his cock at her still 
convulsing pussy. 

Streams of hot come' splashed against the trembling lips and oozed into her 
slit. She shuddered and jerked. Suddenly, she was climaxing again. 

The pleasure began to ebb away. Bobby lay on his side, panting, still 
clutching his' cock. Mary Ann looked down at the slippery fluid that covered 
her pussy and smiled dreamily. Her fingers dipped into her slit and smeared 
the warm come over her belly, her legs trembling as she relished the 
sensation. 

Mary Ann's mind floated back to the present and she discovered that her 
fingers were working , between her fleshy lips again. Her hand glistened 
with her pussy juices and her body throbbed with lust and passion. Her mind 
seemed to be ruled with one obsession-cock. She wanted a cock worse than she 
could ever remember. Her cunt convulsed and oozed with the thought. 

She lay as still as possible, her mind recreating the sensation of a 
pulsing, gorged cock filling her cunt. The pushing, filling feeling as it 
penetrated the slippery walls of her cunt. The slight tug and slight panic 
as it withdrew. 

She was so hungry for the sensation that she was almost ready to go to 
Joey's room. She rolled on her side and squeezed her thighs together, trying 
to drive the burning hunger' from her pussy and her mind. Lust and desire 
couldn't be wiped away so easily. Her eyes fell on her dresser. 

Rolling off the bed, she crossed to the dresser and picked up her hairbrush. 
Holding it by the bristles, she looked at the handle. It was round and long, 
the end tapered. Desperation had taken control. She pushed the bedroom door 
closed and crawled back on the bed. Sitting in a slumped position, she 
pulled her gown up and opened her legs. For a moment she hesitated, her hand 
clutching the brush. 

She chewed her lips and lowered the tapered plastic to her pussy. The end 
pressed between her slippery lips and probed the mouth of her cunt. It was 
hard and cold, nothing like the cock that she needed, but she was desperate 
enough to try anything. She pushed and it sank slowly into her cunt, 
spreading the walls as it pushed in. 

Mary Ann stared at the disappearing brush handle and licked her dry lips. It 
wasn't a cock, but it filled the void. The end touched something inside her 
and she whimpered again. A bristle touched her clit and sent a shock wave of 
sensation through her. Both hands gripping the bristle of the brush, she 
eased it out and with a jerk of her hips, plunged it into herself again. 

Bending her knees and pulling her feet up, her legs splayed into a wide V. 
Her hands worked the hairbrush in and out of her clutching cunt, Her eyes 
clenched tight and she began to whimper and moan with each probe of the hard 
plastic. 

"Fuck! Fuck! Oh, fuck melee!" 

The brush handle was churning her juices to a froth as she plunged it in and 
out. Her hips jerked and her body strained as if she were trying to force 
the explosion of pleasure. Her hand bumped the top of the crevice with each 
thrust, massaging her pulsing love button. 

Like a boiler building a head of steam, the tension grew and swelled inside 
her until she was sure that she would scream for release. The plastic handle 
pounded in and out of her tender cunt, slurping wet sounds punctuating each 
thrust. Then it came. The bubble of tension burst and she shook from head to 
toe. Her hands stopped and her cunt walls convulsed around the plastic. 

Whimpering and gasping for breath, she slid the handle out of her pussy and 
let it fall from her fingers. As her senses slowly returned to normal, she 
stared at the hair brush with a quiver of revulsion. 

She chastised herself, unsure if she was even sane any more. She wondered if 
she was becoming an animal of lust, unable to control herself. Dark thoughts 
and urges were still drifting around her mind. 

She glanced at the bedside clock. It was ten after four. "Will this night 
never end?'" Her whisper was a raspy echo in the darkness. 

Shakily, she rolled off the bed and picked up the brush. The handle gleamed 
with the frothy juices from her cunt. She hesitated and then lifted it to 
her nose. The sharp odor of her cunt filled her nostrils. A surge of heat 
flashed through her. Before she realized what she was doing, her mouth 
opened and she licked the slippery fluid from the plastic. Her blood warmed 
and she squeezed her thighs together. 

The brush handle slipped into her mouth and she sucked it noisily. She tried 
to remember how many times she had slipped a cock into her mouth after it 
had fucked her and how much she had always savored the taste of her own 
pussy mixed with come. 

Laying the brush on the dresser as she passed it, she stepped into the hall 
and crossed to the bathroom, afraid to look toward Joey's room. She sat on 
the toilet and relieved the pressure. 

It was just too hot. She stripped her gown off and lifted the lid on the 
clothes hamper. She paused. There on top was the pair of shorts that Joey 
had been wearing earlier. Her hand trembled as she picked them up slowly. 
She dropped her gown on the floor, the garment forgotten. She stared at the 
white cotton shorts and the still damp stain on the front. As if hypnotized 
by that sticky spot, she lifted it to her face and inhaled. The tangy odor 
of come filled her nose and she closed her eyes. Flashes of cocks and globs 
of come flickered in her mind. She was tasting the slippery fluid, her 
tongue skimming over the fly of the shorts before she was aware of it. 

Her knees trembled and she leaned back against the wall. Her fingers dropped 
once again to her soggy pussy and parted the slippery folds. She flipped her 
tender clit with her fingertip and licked the crotch of the shorts. Her 
breath rasped past her tongue and she rubbed and rolled the swollen knob of 
flesh under her finger. 

Her mind created pictures of Joey's cock, fantasizing and dreaming about the 
boy's body. A climax hit her before she was aware of it. She shook and 
whimpered. Her knees buckled and she slid down the wall a little, her legs 
opening. Her tongue curled and pulled the patch of damp cloth into her mouth 
and she sucked feverishly at it, pulling the last dregs of the come from the 
fibers. 

She rode the crests of her climax, tremors running through her. The jockey 
shorts dropped to the floor as her head rolled back and she gulped air like 
a fish out of water. 

She staggered out of the bathroom and fell onto her bed, still panting. Her 
shoulder touched a body. Still gasping, she looked and found Joey lying on 
his stomach. She jerked into a sitting position and stared at the boy's 
sleeping form. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

Mary Ann' gazed at the dim figure of the boy with mixed emotions. After 
several seconds, she realized that she was naked. That fact only confused 
the feelings even more. 

His smooth young back looked as if it had been carved from marble. Each 
muscle blended into it as if defamed by an artist. The swell of his small 
firm buttocks molded the white cotton of his shorts. Mary Ann shook her head 
slowly as if to loosen some clinging thought. She licked her lips and 
shivered even though it was warm. 

Every fiber in her being was called to mobilization as she forced herself to 
slide off the bed and return to the bathroom. Without hesitating, she turned 
on the shower and stepped under the stinging cold spray. Arms slack at her 
sides, she stood motionless and let the shower do what it could to wash away 
the steam between her thighs and the hunger in her belly. 

She thought back to a summer night when she had stood under a cold shower, 
trying to quench the fire that burned in her loins. Bobby was away for a 
month, staying with relatives. He had been gone for two weeks and her little 
pussy was on fire for his touch. 

She stepped out of the shower and dried slowly, careful not to touch between 
her legs with the towel. As she dropped her nightgown over her head, the 
front door banged. Her father had gone out earlier for his regular Saturday 
night. Mary Ann looked up sharply. He was hours early. She felt a tremor of 
fear. 

She heard him mumbling and then the creak of the sofa and then silence. Her 
heart skipped a beat as she listened for the now familiar sounds of 
lovemaking on the sofa. Still silence. She crept to the bathroom door and 
peeked out. Unable to see the sofa, she padded on tiptoe to the door into 
the living room and peeked around the comer. 

He lay on the sofa. alone. She could smell the liquor all the way across the 
room. He was pretty drunk. She gathered up her courage and crossed quietly 
to the sofa and looked down at her father. His hand was on the floor, the 
other arm across his face. He had just started to snore. 

Mary Ann stood there in her gown, still clutching her panties. The strong 
sour odor of whiskey: tilled the air. She had seen him drunk before. He 
didn't get like some men and get mean when he drank. He just got-sleepy. 

Mary Ann leaned over and kissed his cheek and his hand lifted from the floor 
and patted her ass. Her gown had been pulled up as she leaned over and his 
hand patted the bare flesh. The girl sucked her breath in quickly. The fire 
that she had tried to quench in the shower suddenly burst into full flame as 
her father's hand stroked her naked buttocks. " 

His hand dropped back to the floor and she straightened up. Her ass was warm 
and tingly where he had touched .it. Her little slit was damp and slippery 
all over again and her little clit throbbed. She looked down at him and a 
gleam came into her eye. She wondered just how drunk he was. 

Leaning down again, she kissed him full on the mouth, letting her small soft 
lips remain on his mouth for several seconds. No response. She thrust her 
tongue into his mouth and explored the whiskey-flavored tongue and teeth. He 
sighed. 

Pulling her mouth from his, she smiled and lowered herself to her knees. She 
ran her fingers up and down the front of his shirt. He started to snore. 
That was her signal. Her small hand crossed his belt buckle and found the 
long bulge in the front of his pants. Her fingers squeezed it gently, 
measuring it through the cloth. 

As she squeezed and massaged; she felt it pulse and stir. She was 
awe-struck. Soft, it was larger than Bobby's and it was growing. Heat surged 
up in her belly and lust pushed inhibition and fear aside. She stroked the 
length of the growing bulge. Her fingers fumbled with the belt buckle for a 
moment and then moved to the zipper. 

The grate of the zipper opening sounded like a roar. Her hand slipped into 
the opening and she gasped as her fingers closed around the hot hard column. 
She remained very still for several seconds as she felt the hardness and 
heat of it against her palm. 

Slowly, almost reverently, she tugged it from his shorts and out through his 
fly. She gasped again as it came into view. It was even larger than it had 
felt. The dark, almost purple head was as big as her fist, and the veined 
shaft was too large for her to reach around. It pulsed and throbbed in her 
hand. 

Mary Ann could only stare in amazement and awe. As she looked at' it, a 
pearly drop of fluid formed at the tiny slit. As if in a trance, her head 
moved slowly toward it and her pink tongue thrust" out between her lips. As 
she neared the throbbing knob, she smelled the tangy fragrance of it and her 
mouth watered. Her tongue inched closer and then touched the dark satiny 
flesh, drawing the drop of tart fluid into her mouth. 

Her throat ached and her fingers trembled as she massaged the thick shaft 
and kissed the head lightly. Passion and emotion boiled up inside her and 
she felt her last threads of control slipping away. Her tongue flicked out 
and she licked the shiny head, slowly savoring its taste. Her mind reeled 
with the impact of the emotion that was swelling through her young body. 

Putting her lips around the tip, she licked and sucked greedily, her mouth 
making soft wet sounds. Her hands circled the shaft and stroked up and down 
the huge column, gently urging the tool to spew its cream into her mouth. 
She heard-him groan, but she was too caught up in her lust to see if he' was 
awake. His hips ere thrusting slowly with each lash of her pink little 
tongue. 

As she sucked and licked', she thought over and over again, 'This is my 
Daddy's cock!" The thought spurred her to a heated frenzy as she 
'anticipated the bubbling flood of his come. 

He was grunting and moaning as her head bobbed over his monstrous cock. Her 
little pussy was dripping juices, and she wished she had his fingers on her 
little knob. 

As experienced as she was for her twelve years and as familiar as she had 
become with the heat and power of passion, she was surprised with her 
reactions as she suckled her father's cock. Her small body burned feverishly 
and she felt every throb of her pulse in the lips of her pussy. Strange and 
dark feelings were surging up in her' passion clogged mind. 

The huge knob of his cock-head pulsed against her lips and tongue. Her small 
hands jerked up and down the shaft, urging him to' his climax. Her pussy 
drooled, wetting the lips and the insides of her thighs.' Her tiny clit 
burned and itched for contact. 

Still clutching his cock With one hand, she dropped the other hand to the 
floor and lifted his large hand. Pulling his rough blunt fingers up between 
her legs, she spread her thighs and pushed the hard tip of one of his 
fingers up .between the slippery lips of her pussy. His cock-head muffled 
the growl that she made as she rubbed his finger back and forth over her 
tender little love button. 

A frenzy of lust took control of her, and she lapped and sucked hungrily at 
his cock, whimpering and whining over it. His hips were lifting and his 
breathing was a staccato of gasps. She knew he was close and she prepared 
herself. She swallowed the collected saliva in her mouth and opened her jaws 
a fraction wider. 

Her father grunted and arched his back. His cock seemed to swell even larger 
and for a moment it vibrated against her tongue. With a great tremor, he 
spewed the first of his come into. her waiting mouth. Her mouth filled and 
overflowed, even though she swallowed as fast as she could. Rivers of come 
ran down her chin and dripped onto the shaft of his bucking cock. 

Gulping as fast as she could," she managed to swallow most of his scalding 
juice, losing some. Lifting her come-smeared face, her mouth still wide 
open, she gasped for air. Her small body was racked with quaking shudders as 
she crashed-from one climax to another .. 

Through the fog of her pleasure, she realized that his finger was moving of 
its own accord in her gooey pussy. She jerked her head around to look at 
him. He was still passed out. His finger was exploring a dream he was 
having, she guessed. 

Leaning forward, she licked the traces of come-from his cock,' relishing 
each slippery drop.' Satisfied that it was clean, she tucked it back in his 
pants and zipped his fly. Reluctantly she pushed his hand from between, her 
legs and rose. Shakily, she went to her room and fell into bed, exhausted. 

A shiver brought her mind back to reality. Mary Ann shivered again. She 
didn't even remember stepping out of the shower, she had been so engrossed 
with her memories. She wrapped a towel' around her and tiptoed back to the 
bedroom. 

Joey had rolled onto his back and was snoring softly. She smiled down at him 
and refused to let her eyes drop to the front of his shorts. She sat down at 
the dresser and brushed her damp hair, watching her faint reflection in the 
mirror. 

With a sigh, she laid the brush on the dresser and sat for a few minutes, 
looking but not really seeing herself in the mirror. The cooling effect of 
the shower was wearing off and she was beginning to feel the muggy heat of 
the .night, again. A movement in the mirror caught her eye. She fixed her 
gaze on it. It took several seconds before she could decide what it was. 

Joey was rubbing the front of his shorts in his sleep. Mary Ann almost 
groaned. She turned slowly and looked at the boy. His palm moved slowly up 
and down over the long bulge of his cock. He still snored softly and the 
rest of his body was motionless. 

Mary Ann sat and watched the slow, to-and-fro motion of his hand and the 
gradual increase in size of the long bulge. Her eyes remained fixed on his 
hand and crotch. 

His hips flexed and lifted slightly with each stroke of his hand, pushing 
his blood-gorged cock against the pressure of his palm. She was flexing her 
own hips in rhythm with his hand. When she realized she was doing it, it was 
too late. The lips of her pussy were massaging her clit. In the silence of 
the night, she could hear the faint wet sound of the fleshy lips working 
against each other. 

"Oh, damn it, Joey!" she whispered. 

She turned her head and tried not to watch, but her eyes wandered back. She 
silently cursed 'her body and its hunger. Her nipples rubbed against the 
rough towel and prickles of sensation saturated them, stirring them to an 
erect state. She gripped the small stool, her fingernails digging into the 
wood and squeezed her eyes shut. The faint rasps of the boy's breath were 
like invisible fingers that seemed to pry her eyelids apart. 

His hand was inside his shorts, fingers circling the rampant flesh, stroking 
and rubbing. Mary Ann felt a little more of her control slip away. She 
gritted her teeth. She could feel the dampness under her from her dripping 
slit. 

He straightened his wrist and the cotton cloth rolled .down and out of the 
way. His hard throbbing cock was exposed. The woman gasped at the sight of 
it in the semi-darkness. Her body lurched as she stared. 

His hand moved slower, more methodical. His face was tight and set in 
concentration. Mary Ann wasn't sure any more that he was asleep and she had 
reached the point that she didn't care. She almost felt as if some strange 
power were forcing her to commit the final act of incest. It was as if this 
were the final culminating act. 

She watched his face. His snoring had stopped but his breathing was more or 
less regular. His eyes were closed and his mouth set in a half smile. 
"Joey?" 

Like a zombie, she rose slowly. The towel fell in a heap at her feet, 
leaving her naked. Her nipples stood out long and hard from the spongy 
mounds of her tits. The hair at her cunt was damp .and matted with her 
juices of excitement. With slow steps, she crossed to the bed and looked 
down at her son. 

His hand stroked in long regular cadence, his legs slightly apart. His body 
flexed with each stroke. Resting her hands on the bed, she bent down and 
kissed the dark shiny head. The odor and taste combined with the heat and 
the fact that he was her son sent her into an immediate climax. Her knees 
buckled and her thighs trembled. The boy sighed and increased his pace. 

Her mouth opened. Her hot breath bathed the plum-shaped knob. Her pink 
tongue snaked out and flicked across it. The boy jerked and stroked with a 
new fever. It was as if an electric current flowed in both directions at the 
point where their bodies touched. . 

He was whimpering softly as he jerked on the throbbing column of flesh. Mary 
Ann didn't dare make a sound. Her whole body screamed silently as she bent 
to her work again. Her lips cupped around the bare head of his cock and 
sucked gently, her tongue teasing and taunting. His hand increased speed, 
becoming a blur of motion, jerking his cock up and down. Mary Ann reached 
between her damp thighs. and touched the hairy, slippery lips. Her finger 
came away wet. His hand stopped and she was almost caught off guard. Her 
lips tightened around the hot knob and she waited. 

The boy grunted. A warm stream of come filled her mouth and she swallowed. 
That first spurt set off a reaction in the woman. Her cunt convulsed and she 
shook violently. Each new gusher that issued from Joey's cock sent her 
higher and more violently involved in her own climax. 

Gulping. the final drops of his come, she licked his cock-head and lifted 
her lips from it. His fingers had gone slack around the base of the still 
jerking shaft. She gently peeled them away and pulled his jockey shorts up 
over his cock. 

She licked a drop or two from her lips and looked down at the peaceful face. 
A shiver ran up her spine and she smiled softly. She knew that it was just a 
matter of time before she would have that adolescent cock in her cunt. That 
brought had brought the shiver of anticipation. 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

Mary Ann remembered so well the day that Bobby returned home from his visit 
with their relatives. Aunt Fran drove up in the driveway in her big Buick 
and waved to Mary Ann. Bobby sat next to her, his grin a little shy and 
different. 

"How are you, Mary Ann?" Fran had called as she stepped out of the car. . 

"Just fine, Aunt Fran." The girl had always been a little shy around her 
father's sister. She looked back to her brother. 

Bobby was out of the car and pulling his suitcase from the back seat. She 
walked up behind him and stood with her hands clasped behind her. 

"How are you, Bobby?" Her voice was soft and full of meaning. 

"Okay. You all right?" He turned to look at her and his eyes sparkled as he 
reassessed her body after the month's separation. His surprise showed in his 
face. 

"Fine." She noticed that he looked at her titties twice. "I'm glad you are 
home." Her words dripped with promise. 

"Where's your Daddy?" Fran interrupted. 

"He's on the sofa taking a nap," Mary Ann replied. 

"Not for long!" 

She watched the woman step up on the porch. 

She was two years younger than her father and still had her girlish looks 
and figure. With a curious feeling, Mary Ann watched her wide hips sway as 
the woman crossed the porch and. opened the door. She turned back to Bobby 
and found him watching the woman with a strange look in his eyes. 

When the girl and her brother entered the house, Fran sat on their father's 
lap, mussing his hair and giggling. Mary Ann felt a surge of jealousy. 

"Hey, Bobby! How was your-visit?" the man asked his son. 

"It was great!" Mary Ann looked at her brother curiously. 

There was a tone to his words that said more than words. Something had 
happened while Bobby was at Fran's and the girl couldn't discern just what 
it was. 

She looked back to her father and aunt and caught the knowing smiles that 
they exchanged. Her eyes started to dart away but were sidetracked. She 
noticed Fran's dress was riding up her legs and she could see the woman's 
white panties between her full thighs. Mary Ann's mouth suddenly went very 
dry and a strange sensation crept up her spine. She tore her eyes away. 
Bobby was staring in the same direction. 

Fran whispered something in their father's ear and both of them laughed. 
Bobby and Mary Ann stood in the middle of the room, unsure of what to do 
next. Mary Ann was trying to avert her eyes to something besides the white 
band of nylon beneath the woman's dress. Bobby wasn't even trying. 

"Hey, you two. Fran is spending the night before she goes back home. How 
about that?" 

"That's great!" Bobby's enthusiasm was genuine. 

"Sure is," Mary Ann replied dully. 

That night, Mary Ann had lain awake, far into the night. Her anger and 
jealousy were pushed to a fever pitch by the sounds that she listened to. 
Not long after she had gone to bed, she had heard her father and Fran go 
into his bedroom and she had listened to the familiar sounds of fucking 
through the thin walls. 

A little while later, she had heard Fran come out of the bathroom and then 
carne the muffled voices that she identified easily. Bobby and Fran. Bobby's 
bed had creaked' for a long time and the girl had listened to the far-away 
moans and cries. Fran had gone into the bathroom again' and Mary Ann had 
lain on her back, her whole being. despising the woman. 

The bathroom door opened and the woman's silhouette paused in Mary Ann's 
door. The girl turned her head away, the sour taste of hate on her tongue. 
She heard Fran's bare feet cross the room and felt, the bed sag as the woman 
sat on the edge. 

"Don't pretend. I know you are awake," Fran whispered. Mary Ann flinched as 
she felt a hand come to rest lightly on her bare leg. 

"I'm not pretending." The girl's voice was cold and harsh. 

"You're mad at me." The words came soft and sure. 

Mary Ann turned her flashing eyes on the woman. Her teeth glistened between 
her tight lips. 

She paused a moment to pick her words. That's when she noticed that Fran was 
naked; Her eyes dropped to the woman's large brown-crested breasts. Her 
nipples stood out from the brown crests. Ann cursed herself as she felt some 
of her anger melt away. 

"Jealous, too." Fran was smiling as she spoke. Mary Ann shook her head and 
glared at the woman. "I'm not jealous of you." . 

The girl's-expression changed to one of bewilderment. She couldn't see any 
reason for Fran to be jealous of her. 

"You live here. alone with these two men. All the time. I don't have anyone 
at my house. Most women only have one man but you have two." Her thin 
eyebrows lifted slightly. 

Mary Ann's eyes softened as she realized the truth in Fran's words. The hand 
on her leg was suddenly warm and soft. The fingers flexed, the long red 
nails scraping the girl's skin and sending goose bumps up her thigh. 

"And I know that you are fucking Bobby and I'll bet if you aren't, you will 
be fucking your daddy before long," Fran said, licking her lips. 

Mary Ann stared at the woman, wide eyed. "Bobby told me," Fran said. 

"Bobby wouldn't tell!" Mary Ann exclaimed. "But he did. You see he and I are 
very close. Especially after sleeping together for the last month. He told 
me a lot of things." 

Mary Ann stared' at the woman for several seconds. "How long have you been 
fucking Daddy?" Her voice was trembling. ." 

"Since I was your age. He and I started about like you and Bobby." Fran 
smiled and paused. "Mind if I lie down?" 

Mary Ann shook her head and the woman twisted around and stretched her body 
out beside the girl's. Propping her head on her hand, she looked at the 
girl. 

Mary Ann was busy looking back. But at Fran's' body. It w the first time she 
had ever seen a woman's body that close. Fran's breasts looked large and 
heavy. 

"Have you got any hair, yet?" 

"A little." The girl's smile was an embarrassed one. 

"Can I see?" 

With a shrug, Mary Ann pulled up her gown. She had fallen into the habit of 
sleeping without panties since she and Bobby had been experimenting, and she 
was without them that night. 

"Mmmmm. You do have some, don't you." There was a strange gaze in the 
woman's eyes as she looked at Mary Ann's pussy. 

"Not as much as you." Mary Ann looked down at her down covered lips, the 
hairs just beginning to darken. 

"You will have, someday. Yours is a lot softer, I'll bet. Mine is coarse and 
springy." 

The girl was at loss for words, giving a slight shrug for a response. She 
looked at Fran's pussy hair and could see that it was damp and a little 
matted. 

The thought struck her that it was probably matted with her father's and 
brother's come. A glow of passion rose in her belly and a strange desire 
began to glimmer in the back of her mind. 

Mary Ann lifted her eyes to Fran's face and found the woman looking at her 
with love and desire. The look stirred the girl's passion. She smiled 
faintly and glanced down at the large breasts. 

"You are still cherry, aren't you?" Fran's voice was thick and husky. 

"Yeah. I've tried to get Bobby to break it, but he won't." She was feeling 
a-little more relaxed with the woman. 

Fran chuckled and ran her finger over the girl's cheek bone. "Have you ever 
had sex with a woman?" 

Mary Ann could only stare. The idea had never really crossed her mind before 
that night. She shook her head and looked away. 

"Have' you ever wanted to?" 

The girl shrugged, her eyes flicking back' to Fran's for a moment. The 
woman's hand was resting on her shoulder. It moved slowly down to Mary Ann's 
little bud of a breast and brushed lightly over the sensitive nipple. The 
girl gasped and caught her lower lip between her teeth. Her eyes grew large 
and she looked soulfully at her aunt. 

"May I suck your little pussy?" The question was barely audible. Mary Ann 
was trembling from the sensations that were being generated by the woman's 
fingers on her nipple. 

"Yessss!" Mary Ann hissed. 

The woman gathered the girl's body in her arms and cuddled her close, her 
hands stroking the smooth skin of her back and buttocks. Mary Ann felt the 
spongy mounds of Fran's breasts pressing against her chest, the nipples 
little hard buttons on her skin. 

Fran's full red lips nipped-at the girl's neck and earlobe sending aching 
tingles through the young body. Her hot tongue probed the nape of Mary Ann's 
neck and across her shoulders. Then down the woman scooted, her tongue 
raking wetly down to the girl's nipple. Mary Ann gasped and arched her back 
as Fran circled one of her tender little nipples with her lips and teased it 
with her tongue. 

Fingers pried the girl's legs apart and stroked the satiny sensitive skin of 
the insides of her thighs. The gentle fingers inched up the girl's thighs, 
caressing and stroking, striking nerves that the girl didn't know that she 
had. Closer and closer the fingers came and higher and higher. Mary Ann's 
passion built until she thought she would scream if Fran didn't reach her 
pussy soon. 

Fran switched from. one nipple to the other, back and forth, licking and 
sucking, leaving them wet and throbbing. Her finger touched the firm lips of 
the girl's pussy and Mary Ann whimpered 'and a shudder ran through her. The 
finger pushed between the lips and sank into the wet hot slit. Without 
fumbling, Fran found her tiny clit and stroked it softly. Mary Ann stiffened 
and surrendered to the first of her climaxes. Pleasure racked her body and 
she clung to the woman, whimpering and sighing. 

Fran's mouth traveled slowly down the front of the young body, her tongue 
leaving a wet trail behind it. She reached the small navel and tongued it 
wetly, making soft smacking sounds .. Mary Ann was still in the final throes 
of her climax when she felt the tongue reach her pussy .. 

"Ahhhhh!" The groan sounded distant and muffled. The girl only realized that 
it was her own voice when she felt the returning hunger that Fran's tongue 
was reviving. 

The girl felt herself being rolled onto her back and her Iegs being pushed 
apart. Hot breath warmed over the insides of her slim thighs and then up 
over her drooling slit. 

"Suck a beautiful little pussy!" Fran's voice sounded far away. 

There was a pause and the girl arched her back against the aching deep 
inside her pussy. Then soft lips kissed soft lips. A hot wet tongue sliced 
slowly through the girl's oozing slit. Mary Ann gurgled and her small hands 
reached automatically for the woman's head. 

Fran's fingertips spread the pouting lips, exposing the deep pink inner 
flesh and the tiny erect clit. She cupped her lips around the love button 
and sucked gently. The girl shivered and clawed at the woman's scalp. 

"Ooooooooh, Fran!" she walled. 

The tip of her tongue flicked across the sensitive button, the generated 
sensation lifting Mary Ann off the bed with a jerk. Fran teased and licked 
at the tiny clit until she felt. the girl shudder violently. The small legs 
clamped around the woman's head and her young body stiffened. An oozing 
flood of thin sweet juices rewarded Fran's efforts. The girl trembled 
through a climax that lasted over a minute. 

Mary Ann was panting furiously as her legs released Fran's head and she 
sagged back to the bed. The woman kissed the slippery little pussy and 
lifted her shiny face from it. "Good?" she asked. 

"God! Fantastic!" 

Fran crawled up beside the girl and cuddled her as her young body floated 
through the ebbing waves of pleasure. Mary Ann's cheek was pressed against 
her large breast. The woman felt the girl move and then a small wet mouth 
closed over her swollen nipple. Fran gasped and caught the small head 
between her hands. The girl licked and teased the firm button, nipping it 
with her teeth. 

"Oh, Mary Ann, Baby!" Fran moaned. 

Still clutching the girl's head, she rolled onto her back pulling the girl 
on top of her. Her full thighs opened and Mary Ann's hips dropped between 
them. The girl felt the sudden wet heat of Fran's pussy against her belly. 
She moaned around the sweet nipple and sucked it noisily. 

"My cunt! My cunt!" Fran seemed in a frenzy. 

She pushed down on Mary Ann's head. 

The girl slid down willingly, the bush of hair sliding up under her, 
tickling her belly and then her nipples. Suddenly, she was looking down at 
the hair-covered lips, lying open to expose the dripping, gaping hole of 
Fran's cunt and the stiff knob of her clit. 

Heat and lust rose in the girl and she inhaled the-delicate, woman 
fragrance. Her face dropped and her lips brushed the red love button. Fran 
groaned and twitched. Mary Ann lifted her head an inch or two and looked at 
the hole of Fran's cunt. It was flexing and squeezing with passion. A drop 
of creamy fluid oozed from "it and Mary Ann knew that it was come left from 
her father's or Bobby's fucking. She growled and dove at the drooling hole d 
lapped the come from it. She plunged her tongue into the soggy hole and 
sucked. More Come and pussy juice rewarded her. 

Fran was in a frenzy. She bounced and jerked. 

Her hands clutched at the girl's head, her full, soft thighs slapping softly 
against the girl's cheeks. Her cunt oozed more and more juices into Mary 
Ann's mouth. She jerked and thrashed and then suddenly she stiffened and 
groaned long and low, Mary Ann felt the clamp of thighs on her face and then 
the sweet flood of come and pussy juice spurted into her waiting, open 
mouth. She gulped her aunt's juices down greedily, sucking for more. Her own 
little pussy convulsed and she shivered with her own climax. 

Reluctant to stop, the girl lapped at the slippery cunt, flicking across the 
tender knob of Fran's clit. The woman moaned and 'rolled from side to side, 
but didn't push Mary Ann's mouth away. 

"Ohhhhh, Baby, Yessss!" Fran hissed as she climbed to another climax. 

The girl licked and lapped at the drooling cunt and sucked the miniature 
cock-like knob of her clit. Fran hunched and bucked. "Put your finger in my 
ass!" the woman rasped. 

Mary Ann fumbled down between the full buttocks, her finger probing for the 
puckered hole and finally finding it. It resisted for a moment and then the 
tip pushed inside and the rest of her finger was engulfed by the tight, 
clinging hole. 

Fran groaned and jerked and Mary Ann found herself greedily drinking another 
flood of sweet pussy juice as the woman floundered in the throes of climax. 

Wheezing and panting, the two females rolled apart and lay motionless for 
several minutes as they regained their breath. Fran was the first to speak. 
"Thank you, Mary Ann. That was delicious. " 

"Me, too," was all the girl could manage. "Tired?" Fran asked. 

"Uh-uh. You?" 

"Not a bit. I can't get enough of your delicious pussy." The woman reached 
for her, her mouth finding Mary Ann's, her tongue exploring it. 

Hands glided over the girl's body, stroking and exploring, probing every 
crevice of her body. She was at fever pitch when Fran pulled her mouth away 
and looked at her through passion-clouded eyes. The woman's finger teased 
the girl's little love button. 

"Ready?" Fran asked. 

Mary Ann nodded and waited. She was sure just what her aunt had in mind. The 
woman rolled on her back and tugged at the girl's body. "Come sit on my 
face," she whispered. 

The girl scrambled to her knees and straddled the woman's head. Slowly, she 
lowered her little pussy to the woman's open mouth. A groan seeped from the 
woman's throat as her tongue stabbed between the down covered lips. 

Mary Ann rocked back on her heels and combed her fingers through Fran's 
hair. The tongue was stabbing into the virgin cunt, pressing deeper with 
each thrust. The girl soared into the throbbing world of lust and passion. 
She rocked slowly over Fran's face, savoring the stab of the tongue. 

"Uh! Uh!" Mary Ann jerked and grunted with each stab of the tongue. She 
decided that if a cock felt anything like the tongue, she was going to lose 
her cherry very soon. 

The memory faded and Mary Ann stared at the ceiling for several seconds. 
Joey's regular breathing drew her back to reality. She turned her head and 
looked at the sleeping boy. He was smiling. 

She lay next to him, still naked. Her body still pulsed with the effects of 
her memories and the load of come she had swallowed from the boy's cock. 

The moon was almost gone. The room was back to near darkness. The air had 
cooled a little with the approach of morning. Her mind was a little . fuzzy 
with lack of sleep. She sighed and shook her head slowly. It had been a 
night that she would remember for a long time. 

Her eyelids fluttered and closed. Vaguely, she was aware that she was 
falling asleep, finally. She succumbed to it willingly. Her mind sank slowly 
into a misty haze. Drifting away, she smiled. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

Mary Ann's mind wandered as she drifted into slumber. 

Everything was slightly out of focus. She slowly realized that she was 
walking through a forest of some 'kind. For a while, 'she couldn't quite 
discern any details. Then suddenly everything was in sharp focus. The trees 
.were giant cocks. Erect, swaying cocks. All sizes and shapes and colors. 

It was' then that she realized that she was naked. 

She looked around and smiled. Her body throbbed with the sensuality of the 
scene. Leaning over, she stroked one of the saplings that was about knee 
high. It was larger around than her wrist and the end was pink and almost 
heart-shaped. Her fingers glided over the soft warm surface and it throbbed 
and responded to her attention. A slow fountain of come rose from the slit 
in the head and bubbled over her arm, warm 'and wet. The single geyser, slow 
and prolonged, was all. She lifted her coated hand to her lips and tasted, 
It was sweet and tart. She smiled. 

Turning to another, she stroked the waist-high growth. It vibrated .at her 
touch. Stepping closer to it, she rubbed the smooth head over her belly, 
thrilling to the intense sensations that it generated. Stepping back, she 
bent it easily, pulling the head down into the bush hair beneath her belly. 
Almost serpent-like, it began plowing slowly through the dripping crevice 
between her thighs. 

The blunt purple head moved to and fro, stroking her pussy and the inside of 
her thighs. It teased the mouth of her cunt, probing slightly and then 
quickly withdrawing. She whimpered and opened her legs. The head slipped 
into her gaping cunt. Heat and passion seemed to ooze from it. 

Easing forward, one step at a time, she found herself standing directly over 
the sapling-cock. It grew rigid, filling her empty pussy. Abandon and lust 
rippled through her body and she bent her knees, sinking down" burying more 
and more of the column in her. She could feel it going ever deeper into her 
until her body was in a squat and she could feel the plum-shaped head 
pressing up inside her throat. 

A quaking tremor ran through the length of it and she tasted come. She rose 
slowly, the long tube sliding wetly out of her and coiling on the ground. 
Globs of come dripped from her gaping hole as she walked away. 

She came to another, a little taller than the last. 

Her fingers circled it and she leaned over, taking the head in her mouth. 
Come immediately began to bubble from the end. She drank greedily, 
thirstily, for several seconds. She pulled her mouth away to breathe and the 
warm stream ceased. 

Her mouth engulfed the dark head and the bubbling flow restarted. She drank 
her fill. Licking her lips, she left that one and continued on. 

Cocks of all sizes surrounded her. Some as tall as trees and as big around 
as her waist. Long thin ones and short fat ones. She paused occasionally to 
lick one or drink from another. 

Mary Ann's eyes popped open and she lay panting for a full minute, still 
caught in the heat and sensation of the dream. Her body was damp with 
perspiration. Her breathing was ragged and raspy. She pushed herself to a 
sitting position and shook her head' to clear-it. Every detail in the dream 
had been distinct and clear. Its effect on her body was obvious. 

Her nipples stood out firm and long. Her pussy pulsed, the "lips slippery 
and hot. Her blood pounded through her veins, carrying the heat of her lust 
to every cell. She glanced at her son, lying beside her, motionless in 
sleep. She licked her dry lips and sighed softly. 

Joey lay on his back, one arm across his body, the other at his side. She 
watched the slow rise and fall of his smooth chest for several seconds. Her 
eyes scanned his young body slowly, lingering at the bulge in his shorts. 
Her own body rippled with surges of lust and hunger. 

Very slowly, Mary Ann reached across to the long soft bulge and scraped it 
lightly with her fingernails. The boy didn't move. His cock pulsed and she 
saw the swelling begin. Her fingers ran the length of it again, pausing at 
the rim of the head. His cock lay pointing up at his chest so her fingers 
were teasing the ultrasensitive underside of the head. His legs twitched. 

Mary Ann had spent the better part of the night fighting that urge. Now she 
knew that" she had surrendered. Once she had, her whole being seemed to 
focus on his young body and particularly his cock. 

Her fingernails pushed under the elastic waistband of his shorts and her 
fingers pried under. it, probing down across the smooth skin toward his 
cock. Her fingertips touched the head and he moaned in his sleep. 

She paused for a' moment and licked her lips. 

Her breath was quickening and her body flushed with passion. Her fingers 
pressed onward, sliding down to the base of the shaft and circling it. The 
column of flesh throbbed against her fingers, sending pulses of heat through 
her crotch. 

As she massaged his cock, fighting the restrictions of the jockey shorts, 
she glanced frequently at his face to watch for signs that he was awakening. 
His brows knitted and his lips parted when she squeezed the blunt head. 

She leaned over and licked the boy's nipple. A shiver ran through him and 
his hips jerked up. Smiling to herself about the discovery, she licked and 
sucked his nipples, tonguing them lightly. His cock grew firmer and longer 
by the lick . 

Raising her head for a moment, Mary Ann rolled his shorts down over his 
thighs, baring his crotch. His cock rose in a stiff salute to her efforts. 
Her' fingers cupped his balls, stroking the wrinkled skin. The two oval 
lumps rolled under the gentle massage of her long. fingers. 

She paused for a moment. Her pussy was drooling profusely, wetting her inner 
thighs. Her nipples stood out hard and tender. With a sigh of resignation to 
her lusts and anticipation of her next movement, she shifted on the bed, her 
hair dragging across his chest and down over his belly. 

Her fingers curled around his cock and pulled it down, the dark head inches 
from her face. Her head crept forward until her full soft lips touched the 
plum-shaped knob .. Joey flinched. Her tongue parted her lips and rotated in 
tiny circles around the little slit. He was sighing, faintly. 

Caught up in her lust and beyond the point of stopping, her mouth opened to 
its limits and enveloped his cock almost to' the hilt. Her hot breath 
touched every sensitive inch of it, her tongue brushed the side. Joey 
groaned and murmured. Her mouth closed and wet heat engulfed his throbbing 
member. 

"M-Mom!" a sleepy voice called. "Mmmmm." 

"Oh, Mom!" 

His hands stroked her hair, tangling in the dark tresses. Her hands were 
busy tugging his shorts the rest of the way off. Tossing them aside, she 
turned on the bed and positioned herself between his legs without losing her 
mouth grip on him. Her eyes turned up and she looked up at his face. 

His eyes barely open, he looked back at her in a mixture of surprise and 
passion. She smiled around his cock, tonguing it, teasing the underside of 
the head. Her fingers cupped his balls, rolling them gently and stroking the 
tender spot just under them. 

"Uuuuuunnnnn!" His back arched and his eyes snapped shut as her mouth sucked 
at the throbbing head' and shaft. 

Her mouth pulled back and his cock slid out of it, shiny with her saliva. 
She smiled at him and rose to her knees. She moved up over his body, her 
oozing cunt hovering over his cock. Her fingers gripped it lightly. Her hips 
descended slowly until the head of his cock pressed against the slippery 
folds. 

Joey stared at her hairy pussy-as it pushed down, slowly engulfing his 
blood-gorged cock. He looked as if he weren't sure if he were dreaming or if 
it was real. His expression changed as he felt the soggy heat close over the 
head of ills cock. He watched it sink out of sight into the pulsing wet 
tunnel. 

"Feel good, baby?" Mary Ann's hoarse voice broke the long silence. 

"Um-hmmm!" 

"I've wanted it for so long! Feels so good!" Her hand left his cock and came 
to rest on her thigh. Her body straightened and she sat back on his thighs. 
The dark curly hair around her pussy lay in damp curls on his belly. 

She began. to rock her hips back and forth. She smiled at him and reached 
for his hands. Lifting them to her breasts, she pressed his palms against 
the aching nipples. His fingers closed on the spongy flesh, digging into the 
sides of the globes. 

Her hips rocked and flexed over him, the soft walls of her cunt squeezing 
around him. His eyes clenched shut and his mouth drooped. His hips were 
lunging upward to meet her motion. He w nearing the bursting point. Mary Ann 
hurried herself, trying to come simultaneously with him. Her hips jerked and 
she bounced on his cock. 

"Oh, Mom! Oh! Oh!" His hips hammered upward. His fingers dug into her 
breasts. . 

Mary Ann rode him furiously, her own climax painfully close. Her oozing hole 
was wetting his thighs and belly with her juices . 

"Aaaaailiieeee!" he wailed as his cock jerked inside her. 

She ground her soggy cunt down against him and let the dam break deep inside 
her. The first scalding' splash-of his come filled her and she screamed. Her 
body vibrated. Again and again his come flooded her spasming hole and with 
each geyser she crested her own climaxes. . 

Panting, she fell face forward and lay on his chest, his ragged breath 
whistling in her ear, waves of pleasure washed them both for several minutes 
as they lay clutching each other. Damp flesh stuck to damp flesh. 

Mary Ann pushed herself up and kissed her son. 

His eyes were still glazed with passion and his smile was strained against 
the wheeze of breathing. 

"Mmmmm!" She nuzzled his cheek and kissed it lightly. "Sooo good!" 

"Um-hmm!" His hands stroked her back sending shivers through her. 

"I have spent most of the night fighting the urge to do that. Now, I'm sorry 
I fought so long." 

"Me, too. I had a dream about doing that with you sometime during the night, 
and when I woke up I had come in my shorts." He didn't seem them harassed as 
he talked. 

"I know." 

"You knew about that?" His eyes were wide and he half-smiled. 

"Uh-hm. You were rubbing against my leg when you came." 

His cock pulsed inside her. Still hard and still buried in her cunt, it 
moved periodically. 

"Hmmmm I think you're trying to tell me something." Mary Ann raised herself 
a little and looked down at the point at which their bodies joined. 

"What?" He followed her eyes. 

"Your cock is trying to tell me something, then, the boy 'blushed a little 
at her use of that word. "Well, I think you are embarrassed because I said 
cock!" She feigned shock. 

"Not really. I've heard it used before. Just not by you." 

She kissed his nose and straightened up, her squishy hole pressing down 
around the base of his cock and wetting his balls. "Oh, I can use a lot more 
words than that one." Her eyes sparkled and she ran her tongue around her 
mouth." 

The boy said nothing. He looked at her and raised his eyebrows. Her finger 
traced a slow pattern on his chest, scraping across his nipples 
occasionally. 

"Do you know what I am going to do now?" 

Her expression was sultry and suggestive. 

"What?" 

"I'm going to get off you and then lick your cock nice and clean. And then," 

"And then?" 

"And then you are going to lick my pussy clean. 

Would you like to lick Mother's pussy all nice and clean?" Her words had the 
desired effect. She felt his cock throb inside her and swell a little. 

She lifted her body, slowly, letting his cock slide out all shiny and wet. 
Come oozed from her and drooled over the pulsing' rod of flesh. Scooting 
back down between his legs, she grinned sexily and lowered her mouth to the 
come-coated cock. Her tongue teased it, licking up the sides, scooping globs 
of the thick love juice into her mouth. He watched, fascinated. 

She licked his balls and belly until all traces of the mixed fluids were 
gone. Her mouth opened and his cock disappeared into it. A hiss escaped his 
mouth as she closed her lips around the base and slid her mouth slowly up 
the shaft. Stopping just short of releasing it, she looked up at him and 
then plunged her mouth .down over it again. 

"Uuuuhh! Oh, Mom!" he growled. His hands grabbed her head and his fingers 
tangled in her dark hair. 

Her mouth was working noisily over the dark head of his cock, her tongue 
squeezing and stroking. His' thighs trembled and a moan tore through his 
lips. 

"Soooo good! Suck it, Mom! Suck it!" His body was bouncing and his fingers 
clawed at her head. 

Her head plunged up and down, driving his cock into her throat and then out 
to her teeth. Her fingers clutched his legs, her red nails digging into the 
muscles of his thighs. Her nostrils were flared and her breath whistled 
through them. 

One hand slid down-under his balls and her fingernail teased the puckered 
little hole between his hard buttocks. It had the effect of an electric 
shock. The boy arched his back and shuddered. 

"Oh! Uh! Uuuuuunngggnn! Mom!" he babbled. His hands held her head as his 
hips thrust his cock in and out of her mouth. Harder and deeper he slammed 
it. He was totally lost in his passion. 

Mary Ann relaxed and let his abandon carry them both to a climax. His back 
arched, lifting his body off the bed and' he shook violently. A scalding 
spray of come hit her throat and she moaned around it and swallowed. Her 
cunt convulsed and she crashed into a rending climax of her own. 

An exhausted and temporarily satisfied mother and son lay side by side on 
the bed, the boy cuddled in his mother's arms. Sleep wasn't even a 
consideration. There was too much new territory to explore. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

"Is it wrong?" The boy whispered. 

"Is what wrong?" She pressed her cheek against his head. 

"What we are doing?" 

Joey's mother was silent for a moment as she gathered her thoughts. "Do you 
think it is?" 

He shrugged against her body. She couldn't see his face. "I don't know. I 
hear other kids talk and all and I don't know." 

"I don't think it is. You love me, don't you?" 

"Of course!" He twisted and looked up at her. She smiled. "I love you, too, 
and sex is the greatest expression of love, isn't it?" 

"Yeah." He smiled and seemed satisfied. 

His cheek returned to her breast. She stroked his shoulders and back. His 
hand rested on her belly, his fingers moving slowly in small circles. 

"Joey?" She broke the silence, her voice showing traces of hesitancy. 

"Mmmm?" 

"You weren't a virgin, were you?" 

Joey's fingers paused on her belly, and he seemed to be holding his breath. 

"Not exactly." 

"What do you mean by that?" 

"Well, I have come with a girl before but not fucking. She did me with her 
hand." 

"Anyone I know?" 

"Um-hm. Sharon Patterson." 

Mary Ann thought of the overripe girl who lived a few blocks away. She was 
Joey's age 'but looked more mature than the other girls her age. 

"You didn't fuck her?" 

"No. She isn't on the pill and was afraid of getting pregnant." 

"And she's the only one?" 

"Yeah." 

His fingers were moving again and Mary Ann let the conversation slip.' She 
smiled to herself. She had gotten his cherry. 

His fingertips were stirring new fires deep inside her. Her legs opened 
slightly and she felt the seeping dew between the lips of her pussy. 

"Put your fingers between my legs," she whispered. 

The boy looked up at her. "I'm going to teach you about women and sex," she 
explained. 

His hand slid down across her belly and over the bush of curly hair. Mary 
Ann held her breath as his fingers pushed clumsily between the fleshy lips 
and probed . 

"Mmmm Feels good." Her voice was husky and soft. "Rub the little knob." 

"Right there?" His finger explored the gooey slit. 

"A little higher. There." His finger found her love button and she felt the 
ripples of pleasure rising through her as he rubbed and teased it. 

"Feel good?" 

"Um-hmm! Gently, easy," she instructed. 

"That's my clitoris. It's kind of like a tiny cock." 

Enthralled in the new phase of his education, Joey worked with dedication 
'and enthusiasm. His finger rolled and massaged the tiny knob of flesh. Her 
juices wet his fingers, making soft squishing noises as he worked between 
the hair-covered lips. 

"Oooo! Oh, Joey!" Mary Ann lifted her hips and trembled. "Sooo good!" 

Encouraged by her reaction and caught up in the heat of passion, his hand 
worked faster in the frothy slit. 

"Is it good, Mom?" 

"Oh, yessss!" she hissed. Her hips worked up and down, pacing his finger. 
The fires of passion were boiling inside her cunt. "Oh! Oh! Joey! 
Aaaaannnngggg!" 

Her back arched lifting her hips high. She stiffened and every muscle 
vibrated as she exploded in climax. 

Joey was a little lost. He continued to massage her love button until she 
sagged back to the bed and pushed his hand away. Her muscles spasmed and 
rippled with the waves of pleasure that flowed through her as she rode out 
her climax. The boy lay silent, watching her reactions. 

"Thank you!" she rasped. She kissed his face and smiled. 

His cock was thumping against her leg, slowly. 

Her long slim fingers curled around the hard shaft and squeezed. Joey gasped 
and shivered. 

"Such a beautiful cock!" the woman purred, still a little breathless. 

Her fingers stroked slowly over the length of it , . the skin satin soft 
under her hand. Her breathing evened out and she concentrated on his cock. 

Rolling him on his back, she caressed the head softly, her eyes drinking in 
the dark plum-shaped knob and the white shaft. Her mouth and her pussy 
watered for the taste and feel of it. 

"Feel good?" she murmured. "Mmm. Great!" 

Her red fingernails scraped lightly over his flesh, dipping down between his 
thighs and teasing his balls and the, ridge of flesh below them. The boy 
arched his back and moaned. 

Mary Ann's face brightened with an idea. She pushed him over on his stomach 
and surveyed his muscular, smooth back. His hard small buttocks rose in 
gentle hills below his waist. Her head leaned forward and her full red lips 
touched his back. Kissing and licking, she traced the curve of his shoulder 
blades and explored the bumps of his back bone. His breath whistled through 
his nostrils as her mouth left a wet trail over his back. 

Shifting, she straddled his legs and lowered her body to his. 

Slowly methodically, she worked her way down his back, her body slipping 
over his as she sent. Her lips pressed into the small of his back, her 
tongue laving the hollow. Joey moaned and sighed softly as her mouth and 
hands stroked his young body. Her lips' touched the rise of his buttocks and 
he gasped. 

Pausing, Mary Ann looked down at the tight ass and felt the molten surge of 
passion in her belly. Her lips descended to the firm hills and her tongue 
licked the swell of his flesh. Her tongue dipped into the crease between the 
hemispheres. A chattering gasp escaped Joey's throat. 

She licked and tongued lower and lower, her fingers prying the cheeks apart, 
her tongue stabbing between them. Joey was holding his breath. Her tongue 
touched the puckered hole, deep between the cheeks of his ass and the boy 
shuddered. 

"Mom?" he cried. 

She didn't answer. Her tongue made hot wet stabs at the ring of muscle, the 
tip probing at the tight hole. Soft wet sounds punctuated her motions. 

Deeper she probed, prying at the hole with the tip of her tongue. The boy 
was trembling and his buttocks flexed against her fingers, Pulling them 
farther apart, Mary Ann buried her face between them and rammed her tongue 
into the puckered hole. It resisted but her passion and his slipping 
inhibitions were no match. Her tongue pushed into the tight hole and he 
gasped. 

Mary Ann lapped and licked his asshole, probing as deep as she could reach. 
The taboo of her act along with the passion that it stirred in her son drove 
her higher and higher until she felt herself spiraling down the whirlpool of 
lust. Her cunt convulsed and she felt the wetness of her own juices on the 
insides of her thighs. 

Joey rolled and moaned as she tongue fucked his asshole, his cock throbbing 
and swelling under his belly. Her saliva dribbled down over his balls and 
wet the hair around his cock. He shuddered and felt sure that he was 
corning. Her tongue stopped suddenly as if she had read his mind. 

Hands rolled the boy over and he felt the bed sag as his mother changed 
positions. His eyes opened and he saw her beside him on her back. "Come fuck 
me!" she rasped. 

The boy whimpered and rolled onto her open body. His hips dropped between 
her full thighs and his mouth closed over her distended, hard nipple. Her 
fingers worked down between their bodies and grasped his cock. She guided 
the pulsing head to her slippery cunt and sighed as he pushed it into her. 

"Oooooh, baby!" she groaned as his cock sank deeper into her body. 

Joey's mouth made wet sucking sounds at her nipple. His teeth nipped the 
hard tender knob. 

Mary Ann pulled her legs up, bending her knees, her heels resting on his 
legs. Her hand reached down and cupped his firm ass. 

"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she groaned. 

Joey began plunging his swollen cock in and out of his mother's spasming 
hole. His belly slapped softly against hers. The bed creaked with their 
motion. 

Her heels locked together behind his back, Mary Ann rocked back and forth 
with his thrusts. His balls bumped against her upturned ass. 

The rumbling waves of climax crashed around Mary Ann and she jerked and 
bounced under the boy's pounding body. His cock pistoned in and out of her. 

The woman cradled the boy's head in her hands and kissed his lips, her 
tongue stabbing into his mouth. His hands slid down and clutched at her 
round ass, pulling and lifting as he drove his cock into her slushy hole. 

His mouth pulled away from hers and he buried his face in the side of her 
neck, his breath a wheezing gasp. She spurred him on with her heels and 
rocked slowly back and forth. 

"So good! Oooooh, baby! Oh, yes! Yes!" 

Her words accented his thrusts and drew him closer to climaxing. 

Joey groaned in her ear and grunted as his cock plunged in and out of her 
slushy cunt. Mary Ann clutched at his back and replied with a low groan. The 
tension had built to another peak and she could feel it teetering on 
the-brink of exploding. 

His slim, hard body bouncing on hers drove her nearer with each move. Mom!" 
the boy gasped and stiffened. His young body shook with the tremors of 
pleasure that racked him. 

Mary Ann sucked her breath in sharply and held it. His cock pumped a stream 
of hot come into her and she released her hold on herself and followed him 
into climax. She shuddered and quaked under him. Her pleasure grew and 
expanded. Her cunt clutched at the boy's cock, milking it. 

Panting and gasping for breath, Joey collapsed onto her, their sweat damp 
bodies slippery against each other. Mary Ann moaned softly, her hands 
stroking his back, her cunt spasming around his pulsing cock. 

The slow rolling waves of pleasure carried Mary Ann back through time to her 
teen years and her sex education. She released her hold on the present and 
let herself slide back. 

Bobby had come to her bedroom as he had been doing for nearly two years. 
Their father was out for the evening and they had both taken quick showers. 
They were still damp and cool from the water. 

Bobby lay on his back when Mary Ann strutted into the room. His cock was 
half-hard, lying on his belly. The girl sat down on the bed and reached for 
the semi-hard rod. Her brother smiled. 

"Looks like your cock might need some coaxing." Her hand stroked the warm 
flesh. 

"Nothing that you can't handle," Bobby quipped. His cock was beginning to 
swell. 

The girl leaned over and kissed the dark plum-shaped head. Her tongue teased 
the sensitive flesh, tracing the slight ridge and probing at the tiny slit 
in the tip. 

"Mmmm!" The boy's hips flexed and his hand caressed her head. 

Mary Ann opened her mouth and engulfed the knob, the wet heat of the cavity 
drawing a groan from the boy. Her tongue circled slowly around the ridge, 
dwelling for a moment on the sensitive spot on the underside. 

"Oh, Mom!" 

"Mmmmph!" Her passion rose and drove a muffled groan from her throat. 

His cock hardened and straightened. Her mouth slid down over halfway on it 
and then pulled back up. In the two years that they had been sleeping with 
each other, she had come a long way in ability and technique. 

Her orange-sized breasts bobbed as her head bobbed. The erect nipples grazed 
his legs as she shifted back and forth. Bobby caught one of the firm cones 
and rolled the hard nipple between his fingers. 

As Mary Ann sucked and laved her brother's cock, she thought of the night 
nearly a year before that she had found her father drunk on the sofa and had 
sucked him off. She had never mentioned that night to anyone and she was 
sure that her father had been too drunk to remember it. As she sucked her 
brother's throbbing cock, she wished that she could repeat the act with her 
father only when he was sober. 

Satisfied that he was hard .enough and excited enough, she lifted her 
head-from his cock and licked her lips. Her fingers still curled around the 
base of his pulsing shaft, she shifted and swung her leg ever him, her down 
covered pussy dropping to touch the dark head. Bobby flinched as he felt the 
wet warm lips press against his cock. 

Biting her lip in concentration, Mary Ann bent her head and watched as she 
guided his cock-head between' her pussy-lips and lowered her cunt onto it. 
He had finally taken her cherry a few months before and she was still very 
tight. 

Looking up, she saw his face tight in concentration as her snug cunt slowly 
engulfed his cock. She dropped slowly onto him until she felt his belly 
against hers and the head of his cock pressed against the end of her love 
tunnel. 

Her small, still girlish body, hovered above him, her face expressionless. 
Her hands rested on his chest, his hands rubbing slowly across her tender 
nipples. . 

Slowly, she began to move back and forth. Her cunt slid up and down on his 
cock, moving only an inch or two at first and then a little more. The soft 
patting sound of flesh meeting flesh reached her ears. The tug and pull of 
his cock as it slid in and out of her stirred her lust higher and higher. 
Her face was flushed. Bobby was moaning softly under her. Her pace 
increased, her hips flexing in greater arcs. 

"Oh, Bobby! Oh, yes!" Her voice was husky and thick. 

The bed creaked under the two teenagers as their bodies worked against each 
other. Neither of them heard nor saw the figure that entered the house and 
then came to stand in the doorway. 

A vague odor reached Mary Ann's nostrils, but she was too far gone in her 
passion to give it thought. It was the smell of liquor. She gritted her 
teeth and jerked over the boy's body, climbing nearer and nearer her climax. 
Just as she reached the peak and was about to crash over the edge, a voice 
broke into her lust fogged mind. . 

"Well well, well, what have we here?" their father said, Bobby's eyes popped 
open and his head jerked to the side. The girl's head imitated his action. 
Her body was rigid and motionless suddenly. 

"Daddy?" she said in a small, shaky voice. 

He stood in the doorway, a. strange expression on his face. The two 
adolescents stared at him with fear on their faces. Mary Ann was the first 
to look down and see the large bulge in his pants. Her eyes went back to his 
face and confirmed her suspicion. His expression was a look of pure lust. 
The man's eyes raked her small body like hot coals. 

She felt Bobby's cock begin to shrivel from fear. 

She wiggled on him, trying to keep it hard. A smile crept across her lips 
and she reached out a hand to her father. The man hesitated a second, 
looking at his daughter, until he read the suggestion in her eyes and her 
motion. He stepped across the room to the edge of the-bed. 

"Mmmm, Daddy," Mary Ann cooed as her small hand cupped the long bulge in his 
pants. She squeezed and stroked until she felt. the quivering throb of 
passion run through it and heard him groan. 

Bobby watched fascinated as his sister removed the man's pants in a few deft 
motions. His long, thick cock sprang out of the clothing as they dropped and 
was captured in the girl's hand immediately. 

Mary Ann's eyes were wide as she clutched the throbbing column of flesh. Her 
little cunt spasmed as she Stared. Bobby stirred wide at her, his cock 
reviving as her tight hot tunnel milked at it. 

The girl looked up at her father and smiled. Her eyes went back to his cock 
and then her lips followed, brushing the: blunt knob, tasting its heat and 
flavor. Her tongue lapped slowly at the Satiny flesh. The man flinched and 
his knees locked. 

Ohhhhh, Daddy! Delicious rock!" 

Her tongue licked and teased every inch of his cock, pausing now and then to 
pay special attention to a spot that seemed extra sensitive. Lovingly, she 
was using every technique she had learned. 

'Bobby began to pump his cock up into her cunt, his hands grasping her hips. 
Mary Ann groaned and opened her mouth. The wet hot orifice closed over the 
head of her father's cock. His hands caught her head and guided her rhythm. 

Laving the huge knob with her tongue, her mouth making slurping sounds, the 
girl suckled and mouthed his cock. Her cunt spasmed around her brother's 
cock as she slipped into the climax that she had never completed a few 
minutes before. The pleasure and lust of it drove her to a new frenzy as she 
rode its waves. Her mouth worked on her father's cock as her cunt drooled 
its thin slippery juices over her brother's cock and belly. 

"Oh, baby! Oh, baby! Oh, oh!" Her father's voice sounded far away and faint. 
His hips jerked to and fro, his hands holding her head as he fucked her 
mouth. 

Bobby was bouncing and jerking underneath her, his breathing ragged and his 
fingers digging into her hips. Both were on the verge of coming, she 
realized. Her father made it first. 

His body stiffened and he groaned long and low. 

His cock was halfway down her throat when the first flood of hot thick come 
burst from it and deluged her throat. She gulped quickly, her mouth working 
to contain and swallow every drop. A hot spurt filled her cunt and suddenly 
she was feeling the hot floods filling both ends. Her mind surrendered to 
the passion and lust of her body and all grasp of reality slipped away. 

She swallowed what seemed like a quart of come from her father's spasming 
cock. Finally, it drained and he pulled it out of her slippery lips and 
.staggered to the bed and dropped across it. Bobby whimpered as the last 
spurt emptied into her cunt and he lay shivering with sensation. 

Mary Ann rode out the ebbs of pleasure that rocked her body and then lifted 
her come-filled cunt from her brother's cock. Streams of the milky fluid 
oozed from her pussy into puddles on' the boy's belly. With a whimper, the 
girl swiveled and lapped up the thick pools. She finished up by licking his 
pulsing cock clean. 

Her father had rolled onto his back, his huge cock still hard, glistening 
with the girl's saliva and his own come. Mary Ann looked across at the thick 
rod and a new flash of heat saturated her young body. 

Crawling to the man, she straddled his body and lowered her come-slippery 
cunt to his cock. Her hands shook as she guided it to her hungry hole. His 
eyes opened and he started to object. The head of his cock pressed into the 
tight cunt and the objection died on his lips. 

Mary Ann winced as the cock spread the hole of her cunt to the painful 
point. She was determined to fuck him no matter how much it hurt. Lower came 
her cunt and deeper went his cock. Pain and pleasure mixed on her face and 
she gritted her teeth against both. Straining and pushing, she got half-of 
his throbbing rod inside her before she felt the blunt end stopped by the 
end, of her cunt. With a sigh, she paused and hovered above him. 

Supporting her weight on her knees and hands, she lifted slowly, fucking his 
cock in and out of her cunt. He groaned and pinched her nipples. With a 
gurgle, Mary Ann slammed herself down on his cock and rotated her hips 
slowly. 

His hips bucked under her, dry a his cock up and back. They found a rhythm 
and rode the tides of passion that ripped .through them. 

"Oh, Daddy! Fuck me, Daddy!" the girl whimpered. Her head went back and her 
fingernails raked his chest. "Harder! Harder!" 

She bounced and flopped on his cock like a rag doll as his climax neared. A 
low groan rumbled from him and he drove his cock into her. A flood of 
scalding come burst into her convulsing little cunt, "Fill it full, Daddy! 
Fill me full of your come!" she wailed. Her adolescent body shook and jerked 
on his cock as his come drove her over the brink of her own climax. 

Still shuddering, she collapsed onto his hairy chest and lay there gasping 
like a fish out of water as she rode the breakers of her climax. 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

"Mom, are you all right?" Joey's voice brought her back to reality. 

She blinked and looked up into his concerned young face. His cock was still 
soaking in her cunt, his slim body resting on hers. 

"Yes, I'm fine," she managed to mumble. 

"You were squirming and moaning like you were having a nightmare. A couple 
of times you said, Daddy," 

Mary Ann looked up at him and thought for a moment. A slight smile flickered 
across her lips and she hugged him to her breasts. 

"I'm all right. Are you?" 

"I'm okay." He looked a little more relaxed with her assurance. 

"Not sleepy?" 

"No. Wide awake," he replied. 

"Good. Me, too." She kissed his nose. His cock stirred inside her. 
"Something else is awake." 

The boy grinned at her and pushed up on his elbows. 

"As much as I hate to move, I've got to pee." Her tone was apologetic. 

Joey shrugged and rolled off her, his cock sliding out of her soggy orifice 
with a soft slurp. She sat up arid paused. His cock glistened in the faint 
light of dawn. Rigid, it wavered with his pulse. 

Fighting the impulse to lick his cock clean, she rose and went to the 
bathroom. 

"Feel better?" he asked when she returned. "Much." She dropped to the bed 
and stretched out beside the boy. 

"I've got to go, now." He rolled off the bed and disappeared through the 
door. 

Mary Ann lay staring at the ceiling, her body warm with love and tingling 
with desire. She heard the sound of him in the bathroom and the flush of the 
commode. He came back and found her with her legs open and her fingers 
stirring slowly between the slippery lips of her pussy. He paused and looked 
down at her fingers, His cock bobbed as he watched. 

"Feel good?" His voice-was low and thick with passion. 

Mary Ann looked up at him and nodded. His cock was standing at full length, 
the dark head rising and falling, slowly. His eyes were riveted to the hairy 
slit and her long slim fingers, He licked his lips and stood motionless. A 
flash of heat ran through the woman as she saw his tongue flick across his 
lips, a thought stirring deep in her mind. 

Her eyelids drooped with passion and she pulled her feet up, bending her 
knees. Her legs opened in a wide V. Her fingers pulled the fleshy lips 
apart, exposing the wet pink inner lips and the drooling hole of her coot. 
The boy sighed softly and shifted his feet. 

Her finger rolled the knob of her clit. "Would you like to taste it?" The 
question had surprised her even as she spoke. 

He hesitated for a moment and then, without a word, he dropped to the-bed on 
his knees. His hands rested on her knees as he stared down at the oozing 
pussy. 

For a long moment, he stared at her pussy and she stared at him. Mary Ann 
held her breath. Her coot throbbed silently and seeped fresh juice in 
anticipation. Her fingers had stopped their motion and lay still, holding 
the glistening lips apart. 

Almost imperceptibly, his body moved; bending forward. His head dropped very 
slowly until it was between her knees. His cheek rested on the inside of her 
knee, his eyes still fixed on her crotch. 

He kissed the silky skin of her leg and let his mouth slide down the inner 
surface, his hands dropping to the bed. His breath was hot on her skin, 
driving her passion higher. 

She groaned. His lips pressed to the soft smoothness of her inner thigh and 
his cheek brushed the damp curls that adorned her pussy. 

Inch by inch, closer and closer, his lips crept toward her steaming slit. 
Her thighs trembled and she moaned softly. His mouth touched a curl and then 
a fleshy fold. Mary Ann gurgled and shivered. His tongue licked slowly over 
the fleshy lip of her pussy. Her fingers pulled harder at them, spreading 
them wider. 

"Oh, Joey! Please! Please!" she whimpered. 

His breath played over the tender inner lips and her throbbing clit for a 
second, and then his tongue" flicked across the slippery flesh. She jerked 
and whined. Her hips lifted and her leg muscles shuddered. Her fingers 
clawed at his head. 

Suddenly, his mouth was cupped to her cunt, his tongue stabbing at the gooey 
opening. Soft wet sounds punctuated his licking. His tongue stroked and 
stabbed, stirring the frothy juices and guiding them into his open mouth. 

"Aaahhhhgggnnnnn!" Mary Ann wailed and shook as 'her climax slammed, through 
her. 

Her climax spurred the boy to a fever pitch. His tongue lapped and probed at 
her drooling cunt. She pulled at his head, trying to guide his tongue to her 
love button. His tongue touched her clit. He worked at the erect little 
knob. 

Mary Ann jerked and bounced, her hands clutching the boy's head, guiding his 
tongue and mouth. Her cunt convulsed and spasmed again and, again in climax 
as he licked and sucked the sensitive little knob. Her mouth hung open and 
her eyes were clenched shut. She shook and twisted as racking wave after 
racking wave of pleasure and passion rocked her. 

Totally lost in her lust, Mary Ann went from one climax' to another, 
striving to reach an even higher intensity. Joey's tongue rolled her clit 
slowly. His lips closed over it and he sucked. She arched her back as if to 
thrust the small knob deeper into his mouth. He nipped it with his teeth and 
sucked harder. 

Her body strained and her muscles trembled with passion.' His tongue lashed 
the knob back and forth, his pace quickening. A deep animal growl rumbled 
from her throat and she pulled his mouth against her clit with all her 
strength. 

The time she hovered in the air, her body shaking with the tremendous 
climax. was immeasurable. Totally lost and absorbed, her pleasure was all 
that existed. Slowly she sagged back to the bed with a rush of exhaled 
breath. 

Joey's tongue laved her cunt gently as the final waves of her climax washed 
her nerves. Her fingers pushed his face from between her thighs, and she 
pulled him up beside her. Still panting, she kissed his shiny .face and 
hugged him tightly to her tingling body. 

His throbbing cock bumped against her hip. Her still bubbling passion 
stirred and her fingers found the hard shaft. She caressed the knob, tugging 
gently at it and pushing the skin back and forth over the shaft. The boy 
groaned and hunched against her hand. 

Her breathing almost back to normal, she pulled the boy up onto her body, 
their damp skin slippery against each other. Pulling at his thighs, she 
pulled him astraddle of her torso. He looked down at her a little 
bewildered. 

"Slide up and fuck my mouth," she instructed. Sliding up. Until he sat, on 
her huge spongy breasts, his cock touched her lips. She put a pillow behind 
her head and pulled his bobbing cock into her mouth. He sighed u the hot wet 
orifice closed around the pulsing head. 

With a muffled gurgle, she grasped his ass cheeks and pulled him forward. 
His cock slid into her mouth, the head rubbing against the roof of her mouth 
as it pushed in. Her nose pressed against his belly, the downy hairs 
brushing against it. He slumped forward, resting his arms and head against 
the wall. Her hands pulled and tugged at his ass, setting the pace. 

His cock thrust in and out of her mouth, her tongue squeezing and teasing it 
as it moved. His lust took over and. he thrust at his own pace. He whimpered 
and pistoned his cock in and out of the clutching wet orifice. 

"Oh, Mom! Oh! Oh!" 

Her cunt was frothing with passion. Her fingers left his ass and tore at the 
tender lips of her pussy. She rubbed and massaged her clit, struggling to 
catch up with the boy's lust. He pounded his cock into her mouth. She felt 
the throb and lurch of the hard rod and the shudder running the length of 
it. One hand found his ass and pulled him tighter against her face, his cock 
pushing against. the back of her throat. 

Streams of hot come exploded in her throat and she gulped them down. Her 
fingers tore at her clit driving her own passion to a fever pitch. Slow, 
rumbling waves built in her and crashed to a peak. 

She wailed around his gushing cock and floundered in her own climax. 

Her body reached a pitch, just below the intensity of climax and stopped its 
ebbing. She hovered in a fevered land of lust. Her cunt throbbed and her 
nipples and clit were tingling burning knobs. 

His cock drained, Joey slid it from her mouth and, rolling to one side, 
collapsed onto the bed. Mary Ann whimpered and looked at his shrinking cock. 
She wanted more and more. Her body craved sex. She craved climax 
after-climax. Her mind created strange pictures of cocks spurting come for 
her to drink while other cocks filled her hungry cunt with come. 

Her fingers worked at her crotch, smearing the slippery juices from it onto 
her thighs and belly. Her cunt contracted and expanded slowly. with hunger. 

Through the fog of her lust-crazed brain, she realized that Joey was asleep. 
Her body cried out for cock. Desperate, Mary Ann rolled out of the bed and 
walked hurriedly to the bathroom. 

Turning the cold water on full force, she stepped under it, losing her 
breath as the freezing spray hit her throbbing body. She stood under it as 
long as she could stand it and then stepped out and began to dry off. It had 
not quenched the fire. 

Tossing the towel aside, she went to the kitchen and took the bottle of 
bourbon from the cabinet. Pouring a large slug into a glass, she downed half 
of it in one gulp. Carrying the glass, she went to the window and looked out 
across the back yard. 

She suddenly realized that she was rubbing her burning pussy' against the 
comer of the washing machine. She stepped back quickly and looked at the wet 
spot her pussy had left. Half crazed with lust, she bent and licked her own 
juices from the cold porcelain. As she straightened up, a movement in the 
back yard caught her eye. 

Diablo, Joey's German shepherd was making the rounds of the fenced yard. 

Without hesitation, Mary Ann opened the back door and called the dog softly. 
He trotted to the door, tail wagging and tongue lolling out of his mouth. 
The sight of the long red tongue sent a shudder through the woman. Diablo 
stepped inside and looked up at her. 

She closed the door and crossed to the table and dropped into one of the 
chairs. "Come here, Diablo," she whispered. 

He padded across to the woman. She opened her legs and he stepped between 
them, his eyes looking up into hers. He cocked his head to one side and 
continued wagging his tail. 

Mary Ann ran her fingers through her drooling pussy and touched them to his 
nose. His tongue lashed out and licked the slippery juice from them. 

"Taste good?" she asked. 

Her hands took his head and pulled his nose up to within an inch of her 
hairy slit. The dog sniffed fox: a moment and his tail stopped wagging. His 
long tongue snaked out and sliced up between the fleshy lips of her-pussy. 
An electric shock ran through her as his tongue laved her cunt and clit. 

The dog licked her oozing slit, his tongue slicing through the length of it. 
Mary Ann found herself shivering as if she were freezing. Every fiber of her 
body trembled with the impact of the sensations that the dog's tongue 
stirred in her. 

Her body slumped as she slid down in the chair to give him better access to 
her pussy. Her fingers tugged the fleshy lips apart, exposing the tender 
pink inner lips. Diablo had begun to whine softly. Mary Ann whimpered and 
arched her back. Her coot convulsed and she trembled as the first throes of 
climax ran through her. 

Sagging back to the chair, she looked down at the dog through lust-blurred 
eyes. Her breathing was a ragged wheeze. Her face was twisted in a wild, 
hungry expression. She stroked his hairy head as he licked feverishly at her 
cunt. 

Mary Ann knew where the act was leading, but she refused to recognize the 
possibility or admit her desire for it. She sat back and enjoyed the hot, 
wet tongue on her clit. 

Diablo whimpered and lifted his head. His front feet came up to her lap and 
his hips jerked as he stabbed with his cock, trying to find her cunt. Mary 
Ann pushed him back down to the floor and tried to pull his muzzle back to 
her pussy. He pulled his head from her hands and tried to climb on her lap 
again. His thin cock bumped her leg and she gasped when she felt the heat of 
it. 

Taboos and moral reservations ricocheted in her mind, bouncing and rolling 
around, becoming a jumble of ideas. Her body cried out for the plunging 
pleasure of his animal cock while her mind screamed against it. His 
scorching cock scraped her inner thigh again and she flinched with the 
contact. 

Inning over, she reached under his hairy body and fumbled under his belly. 
Her fingers closed around the slippery shaft of his long thin cock and her 
cunt throbbed. She stroked the thin shaft, watching the dog's reaction .. 
His tongue lolled from the side of his mouth and his hips flexed. 

Her own fires bad reached the critical point. She pushed Diablo off her lap 
and slid to the floor. The dog looked at her in confusion for a moment. Mary 
Ann positioned herself on her hands and knees, her ass turned toward the 
dog. He saw a familiar stance and stepped forward. His long tongue laved her 
cunt and ass and then his forepaws. landed on her back and slid down on 
either side of her body. 

He lunged several times, missing the slushy target. With a moan of passion, 
she reached between her thighs and guided the pistoning cock into her molten 
tunnel. A low whine escaped Diablo's throat and he drove his cock into her. 

"Oh, yes, Diablo! Fuck me! Fuck 'me!" she whispered. 

The dog pistoned his cock in and out of her. His front legs clamped around 
her torso, his ass jerking ever faster, his cock became a blurred flurry of 
motion. 

Mary Ann pushed back against him, her cunt convulsing and clutching in 
passion as climax after climax racked her straining body. 

Diablo's body moved so fast that she no longer knew where his cock was from 
one second to the next. The dog fucked her furiously. She only knew her own 
pleasure as his hairy body moved back and forth over her back. He whimpered 
and his body slammed to a alt. She felt the sudden swelling in her cunt. He 
rested on her back as she panted and shivered. For nearly a minute, she felt 
nothing and then there was the sudden scalding flood of come in her cunt. 

Mary Ann squeezed the walls of her cunt around his spurting cock and 
trembled. The flood oozed to a finish and the large dog whimpered. He slid 
off her and his cock came out of her with a soft pop. A river of hot thick 
come ran down her inner thighs. 

Mary Ann clawed her way back up into the chair, her' knees too weak to 
support her. Diablo lay at her feet licking his cock. She watched him and 
moaned. Her legs were clamped tightly together, her slippery inner thighs 
squeezing her pussy lips around her swollen, tender clit. 

Diablo rose and looked' at the back door. She opened it and he trotted into 
the yard. She closed the door and staggered down the hall to the bathroom. 
For the third time that night, she bathed her passion-tender body. 

 CHAPTER NINE 

Mary Ann sat on the sofa, still naked. Her body pulsed with the gnawing lust 
that saturated her flesh. The sun was up and the rays streamed through the 
window, yellow and warm. Her feet propped on the coffee table, she squinted 
through the window at the street. A few cars were passing. 

Her hand lay on her belly, her fingers twirling the curls of her pussy hair. 
Her mind drifted from one sex fantasy to another. Every nerve in her body 
seemed to be tuned to lust and passion. 

A familiar car slowed in front of the house and turned into the driveway. 

Jerking erect, Mary Ann stared. The car stopped and the doors were opened. 
Two men got out and she recognized Bobby and her father. She sat stunned for 
a moment. They started up the walk and she finally came to her senses and 
jumped to her feet. 

Dashing to her bedroom, she snatched her robe off a chair and 'slipped into 
it as she went back to the living (room and reached for the doorknob. She 
swung the door open just as her brother was ready to knock. 

"Bobby! Daddy!" she squealed. 

"Hi, Sis." Bobby hugged her and kissed her. She slid from his arms into her 
father's. 

"How's my baby?" the older man asked, kissing her. 

"Just fine, now!" The feel of their strong arms and hands sent her throbbing 
body to a neat frenzy. Her pussy drooled from the contact. 

"Sit down," she told the two men. "Want some coffee?" . 

"No. We bad breakfast at the edge of town," Bobby replied. 

They settled on the sofa and she dropped onto the hassock across from them. 
A broad smile spread across her face and she sat silent, staring. , "Where's 
Joey?" her father asked. 

Still asleep. He Was up late last night an!! I guess he'll sleep all day." 
Her eyes moved from one man to the other as she spoke. "So when did you 
decide to come down?" 

"Dad called me yesterday morning and we planned it; We left about midnight 
last night." Bobby took his shoes off as he spoke. 

She noticed her father's eyes dropping to her knees as they talked. She 
decided that he must be able to see under her robe. She made no effort to 
change positions. The thought sent a surge of warmth through her. 

"How are Marge and the kids?" she asked Bobby. 

"About the same." There was little enthusiasm in his voice. 

"Still a prude, huh?" Mary Ann's grin teased him. 

"Right and the kids are spoiled beyond belief. Mark is fourteen and she 
would still be wiping his butt if he wasn't so' modest." Bobby's face was 
serious and a little cynical. 

"How's it going with you, Daddy?" 

"Just fine, No complaints. You?" 

His eyes were still straying down to her knees and she was getting wetter. 
"Pretty good," she replied. "Horny as hell but otherwise all right." 

"Have you found you a man to take care of that?" Bobby asked. " 

"Well, sort of, but I've had-a bad case last night and this morning." 

Bobby looked at her and his mind clicked. A smile spread across his face. 
"Joey?" 

Mary Ann grinned and nodded. Her father chuckled. She looked at him and then 
back to Bobby. 

"He can't satisfy you?" her father asked. 

"I don't think anyone man could, the way I have been the last few hours." 
Her body was warm and tingly as she saw and felt 'both of the men's eyes on 
her. Her legs opened a little wider, giving, them a better view of her 
oozing slit. 

"Sounds like a challenge to me, Bobby," the . older man quipped. 

"Does, doesn't it." 

Both men looked at Mary Ann. She raised one eyebrow and leaned back oil the 
hassock, opening her legs even wider, totally exposing her pussy. "It just 
might be," she replied. 

'Her father's eyes 'were fixed on her glistening pussy lips. She saw the 
telltale bulge begin to grow in his lap. He licked his lips and stared. 
Bobby's mouth was turned up in a crooked grin and his cock was bulging also. 

"I'm not much for fucking on the floor," the father said. 

"Me, either," Mary Ann agreed. "Let's go to the guest room." 

She rose and walked to the hall without a word. 

Her father and brother followed, both already sporting huge bulges in "their 
pants. She entered the guest bedroom and turned to face them. Bobby closed 
the door behind them and smiled at his sister. 

With a sultry smile, Mary Ann slipped off the belt to her robe and shook off 
the garment. She stood naked. Her father's eyes widened and his hands went 
automatically to his belt. His pants dropped to a pile around his feet. 

In a matter of seconds, both men stood naked, facing her. Mary Ann dropped 
to the edge of the bed and stared at the two rising cocks. "Come here, both 
of you." Her voice was raspy as she commanded the two men. 

They stepped forward and her hands reached for their cocks. Grasping one in 
each hand, she stroked their hard lengths, watching the foreskins pull back 
from the dark plum-shaped heads. Her father was shaking a little, his knees 
locked. Her head dropped and she licked his cock slowly. He moaned and she 
closed her mouth around the hot knob, sucking softly as her hand continued 
to stroke Bobby's. 

"Just like old times. Right, Dad," Bobby whispered. 

"Um-hmm!" The older man was too engrossed in the wet sensation of Mary Ann's 
mouth to talk. 

His cock slid from her mouth and she turned her attention to Bobby's cock. 
It was shorter and thicker and the head was almost purple. A clear drop of 
fluid seeped from the tiny slit in the end of it and she lapped it up. Her 
mouth closed over the pulsing head of his cock and she suckled it wetly, 
making soft noises with her lips. 

"That's it, Sis, eat that cock!" Her brother's voice was husky with lust. 
She plunged her mouth down over his cock, sinking every inch of it into her 
wet orifice. The head bumped the back of her throat and he sighed. 

Still holding his cock in her mouth, she leaned back, pulling him over on 
top of her. His legs parted and he straddled her large breasts. Her hand 
pulled at her father's cock until he grasped her intentions. He dropped 
between her open thighs and sank his throbbing shaft into her spasming cunt. 
With a grunt, he lunged, driving his cock to' the hilt in the drooling hole. 

Bobby plunged his cock deep into her throat, his balls bumping her chin. His 
hands grasped her head as he fucked her mouth. She whimpered and moaned 
around the pistoning cock as. her mouth and cunt both were filled with 
throbbing flesh. 

Her hips and legs' flexed and lifted as She met each thrust of her father's 
cock, His belly slapped softly against hers as he gained speed and worked 
out his lust. Her cunt made soft squishing noises with each thrust. 

Bobby was lunging harder and faster. His cock pounded against her throat 
sending her higher and higher. Her coot spasmed and she felt the first wave 
of racking pleasure rise deep inside her body and shake her like a-leaf in 
the Wind. She whimpered and mouthed the cock in her throat, her movements 
begging it to spray its thick, sweet load. 

"Uh! Uh! Uuuhhhnnnnn!" Bobby wailed and slammed his cock into her mouth. His 
come spurted in hot streams into her and she gulped-it down greedily. 

Her father was groaning and grunting as he neared his climax. Mary Ann's 
cunt convulsed as Bobby filled her mouth with come. She crashed into another 
climax, her cunt squeezing around her father's pistoning cock. The older man 
groaned long and low and his body stiffened. She felt the scalding flood of 
his come fill her hungry cunt and wash her insides. Little rivers of it 
oozed from her pulsing hole, around his cock and down over her ass. She 
jerked and thrashed under the two men as she rode out the throes of her 
rending climax. 

Bobby's cock slid from her lips and he rolled off her body. Her father 
hovered over her, shivering with the final burst of his load and then 
collapsed onto her damp body. 

"Ooooooh, Daddy, sooo good!" she wheezed into his ear. Her body pulsed under 
his, her soggy cunt convulsively squeezing his still hard cock. 

Her father pushed himself up on his elbows and smiled at her. With a sigh, 
he rolled off her and collapsed onto the bed. Mary Ann smiled at him and 
raised up to a sitting position. His cock. wavered slowly back and forth, 
glistening with his come and her juices. She looked down at the erect . 
column of flesh and her mouth watered at the sight. Her mouth opened as she 
dipped her head. Her tongue licked slowly across the dark shiny knob, 
scooping the slippery juices into her mouth. 

Her tongue lapped at the head and then the sides of the rod of flesh and the 
man groaned softly. His cock pulsed and stirred. With a low growl, Mary Ann 
opened her mouth and engulfed the head of his cock. His hands grasped her 
head and paced her movements. His blunt knob slid across her tongue and into 
her throat. She hummed around the throbbing flesh, squeezing with her tongue 
and lips. 

"She still sucks cock as good as ever, doesn't she," she heard Bobby tell 
her father. 

"Better, I think the older man wheezed. "Practice. " 

She felt the bed sag and saw Bobby crawling around behind her up thrust ass. 
Her mouth and mind were too involved with her father's throbbing cock to 
concern herself with Bobby's intentions. She was sure that she would enjoy 
it, no matter what he did. 

Her head bobbed over the blood-gorged, pulsing cock, her tongue stroking and 
teasing the sensitive 

-.flesh with each motion. Her father tugged at her head, thrusting deep into 
her throat. She felt Bobby's hands on her hips and then the press of his 
cock against her ass-cheeks, Passion bubbled up inside her as she realized 
his intent. 

Her mouth released her father's cock and she hovered over it,-panting for 
breath. His hands urged her to return to it, but she resisted for a moment; 
She wanted to be able to breathe for a few moments as Bobby pushed his cock 
into her asshole. The blunt head pressed against the tight ring of muscle. 
His fingers spread the large spongy hemispheres of her ass and he pushed 
harder. The puckered hole gave a little and the head of his cock sank into 
it. 

"Oooooooooh!" Mary Ann groaned as she felt the blunt knob pushing into the 
tight dry hole. She wiggled her ass and pushed back against him. 

"Feel good?" he fucked with a grunt. "Oh, fuck yes!" she gasped." 

She looked down at her father's cock and grinned. "Wait a minute. Let's do a 
sandwich," she insisted. 

Bobby paused and let his cock slip out of her asshole. She scampered up over 
her father's cock, astride his hips. Her fingers guided the thick rod to the 
slippery opening of her cunt and she settled slowly down onto it. His cock 
disappeared into the drooling hole. Bobby moved up behind her. 

"Now, Bobby!" she commanded. 

His cock returned to her asshole and entered it with a little more ease. He 
pushed it into the ring of muscle, grimacing a little with the tight fit. He 
felt the bulge of the other cock on the other side of the thin membrane of 
flesh between her asshole and her cunt. 

Mary Ann moaned and shivered as the throbbing cock sank slowly into her ass. 
Her body strained to relax and she found that she was trying too hard. Her 
face dropped to her father's hairy chest and she lay motionless for several 
seconds. The sphincter muscles relaxed, and Bobby's cock went to the hilt in 
the snug hole. 

Mary Ann lay motionless for several more seconds, savoring the sensation of 
having two cocks filling her bottom end. She shivered with the thought. The 
only thing that could feel better would be both of them in her coot, which 
she knew was impossible. Or possibly another cock to fill her mouth. 

Her body shifted and she began to raise and lower her cunt on her father's 
cock. The motion pulled her asshole back and forth over her brother's cock, 
The motion of the two cocks in and out of her and rubbing together through 
the thin wall between the two holes sent her passion spiraling upward. Her 
cunt and ass throbbed and squeezed at the two cocks. 

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!". she wailed. "Fuck me! Fuck me!" 

The two men rammed their respective cocks into her spasming orifices with 
abandoned determination. She responded to each thrust with a grunt and a 
lurch of her body. 

Mary Ann felt the strong fingers of her father's hands on her swaying 
breasts. He squeezed and massaged the spongy flesh, clutching and clawing at 
them. His fingers rolled the brown nipples, pinching and squeezing. She 
moaned and rammed her cunt down harder around his throbbing cock. 

In' and out the two cocks worked, sometimes together and sometimes in 
opposite strokes. Mary Ann wheezed and panted, her body slamming back and 
forth. Another climax racked her. and she hovered a second, trembling. The 
,two cocks continued relentlessly.-Bobby was the groan and slam his cock to 
the hilt in her. 

Spewing come flooded her clenching asshole. 

Her brother pressed against her back, moaning. He groaned and shivered as 
his balls sent each stream of come into her. She whimpered and squeezed her 
asshole around his cock, milking the final drops from it. 

"Uuuuunnnngggghhhh!" her father groaned. His hips thrust upward and his 
muscles stiffened. 

Another gushing flood of hot come began to empty into her. Mary Ann found 
herself bounding from one climax to another. She jerked and bounced, her 
back arching, her hips flexing as the waves of intense pleasure shot through 
her again and again., The final spurt issued from her father's lurching cock 
and he moaned softly. Bobby gasped as he let his cock slip from her 
clutching asshole and collapsed onto the bed. Mary Ann sat very still on her 
father, her coot soaking up the last tremor of his climax. 

With a wheezy sigh, the woman rolled off her father's cock and fell onto the 
bed between the men. Her chest heaved and her coot and asshole drooled the 
white thick come that the two cocks had spewed into them. 

"Still the best fuck I ever had," Bobby rasped, smiling at her. 

"As good, if not better than her mother," the older man added. 

Mary Ann smiled and shivered in the glow of satisfaction and praise that, 
they heaped on her. Her nipples were tingling with the ebbing waves of 
pleasure. 

They lay silent for several minutes, regaining their breath.' Mary Ann 
dropped her hands to their slippery cocks and fondled them gently, savoring 
the warm wet flesh. Her mouth watered to taste them, but her body was still 
too weak from the fucking they had given her. She stroked them gently and 
smiled. 

The noise of the bedroom door opening stopped their breathing. Three faces 
turned to the door and three pair of eyes fell on Joey's shocked face. 

"Grandpa! Uncle Bobby!" he rasped. "Mom!" 

 CHAPTER TEN 

Father, son and daughter lay rigid for several seconds as the boy stared, at 
them. Mary Ann was the first to move. Her hands slipped from the two cock 
and she pushed up on her elbows, a smile creasing her face. 

"Come in, Joey!' Her voice was soft but commanding. 

The boy hesitated. He looked at the three naked bodies and then to his 
mother's face. His mind was too muddled to realize that he too was naked. 

Mary Ann scrambled over her father's body and onto the floor. Stepping to 
the door, she reached out and took Joey's ann. Pulling him gently to the 
bed, she turned and sat down on the edge of it. Her hands on his forearms, 
she looked up into his face. 

"Say hello to your grandfather and your uncle," she quietly commanded. 

The boy looked from her face to the two men and back to her. His lips parted 
and he hesitated. 

"Joey?" she said a little louder. 

"Hi, Grandpa. Hi, Uncle Bobby." His voice was a raspy whisper. 

"Hello, Joey," the older man responded. 

"Hey, Joey," Bobby replied, pushing himself up into a sitting position. 

"What's wrong, Joey?" Mary Ann asked. 

The boy looked at her hard for a few seconds. 

Her eyes met and held his. "It's just-" 

His eyes shifted back to the men and then back to his mother. His lips 
worked, but words refused to come out. Mary Ann glanced down at his soft 
cock and her hands slid from his arms and down across his. belly. As her 
fingers cupped his balls and cock, she looked back up into his eyes. 

"You aren't the only one that I have fucked nor will you be." Her voice was 
loving as she spoke. Her fingers stroked. "I was fucking your grandfather 
and your uncle long before you were born. And I will fuck them as long as we 
live. I love them and they love me and we all love to fuck." 

The boy nodded and a faint smile crept across his mouth. Her fingers were 
rousing cock. It began. to swell and grow under the ministrations of her 
soft warm fingers. His hand fell on her shoulder and she pressed her cheek 
against his chest. 

"Your mother is a rare woman, Joey," Bobby interjected, "Not many men are 
lucky enough to have a woman like her in their family." " 

The boy nodded to his uncle. He looked back to her face and saw and felt her 
lips graze his cock-head. He flinched and sucked in his breath. Her hands 
lifted his balls and hardening cock and her tongue laved them in one swipe. 

"Looks like he's' going to have a cock like the rest of the men in this 
family," her father chuckled. 

"It's more like his father's, she replied. "But he likes to fuck like his 
grandpa and his uncle." 

Her mouth opened and her fingers tucked his bobbing cock into it. He gasped 
and clutched her head. She sucked the entire length of his cock into her 
mouth and hummed around the throbbing shaft. 

The boy whimpered as her hot wet mouth drew his cock to its fullest length' 
and girth. Her fingernails scraped the underside. of his 'balls and teased 
his puckered asshole. Just as e began to slip into a haze' of lust and his 
hips thrust his cock into her mouth, she released his throbbing tool and 
smiled up at him. 

"Let's show them how much of a man you are," she whispered. 

She knelt on the bed, presenting her ass to him. 

He could see the gaping, drooling lips of her hairy cunt between her thighs. 
Her long fingers reached between her thighs and motioned to him. He stepped 
to her hand and she grasped his bobbing cock. Her fingers guided it to the 
mouth of her cunt. The dark head slipped easily into the slushy opening. 

"Now, ram it to the hilt!" she rasped. 

The boy paused and then his hips jerked forward and his cock sank to the 
hair into her. Mary Ann groaned and wiggled her ass against his belly. 
"OOOO, baby! Good cock!" she wheezed. 

The boy grinned and began pistoning his cock in and out of her, his belly 
slapping her upturned ass softly. His hands gripped her hips and he ground 
his belly against her as he rotated his cock inside her cunt. 

"Harder! Fuck me, harder, baby!" she groaned. His belly slapped harder and 
he drove his cock harder into her. She twisted and jerked and panted as he 
fucked harder and faster. His balls bounced off her throbbing clit with each 
thrust. 

Joey looked down at her ass and saw the puckered hole spasm and a glob of 
thick come ooze from it. He paused a moment. His mind reeled at the thought. 

"Don't stop! Fuck!" Mary Ann demanded. 

She felt him fumble for a moment and then his cock slipped out of her. She 
whined and reached between her thighs, her fingers clawing for his cock. She 
froze when she felt the blunt head of his cock pressing against her asshole. 
A shudder ran through her. 

"Yes! Yes! Fuck my asshole!" she wailed. 

His cock pushed against the resistance and then parted the ring of muscle 
and the head slipped inside. The hole was tighter than her cunt but just as 
slippery due to the remaining come in it. He pushed forward and buried the 
shaft deep inside her asshole. 

"Uunnh! Unnnnh!" Mary Ann grunted with each thrust. Her asshole squeezed and 
clutched at his pistoning cock. 

"Oh, Mom! Oh! Oh!" he whimpered with each thrust. 

She sighed and pushed back against his thrusting hips, meeting them with her 
firm ass-cheeks, His cock plunged and tugged at her asshole, driving her 
higher and higher. 

From the comer of her eye, she saw her father sitting .up at the head of the 
bed. his stiff cock waving slowly back and forth. She grasped the hard 
column of flesh and stroked it. 

Joey whimpered and rammed his cock deeper. 

He forced his eyes to remain open as he watched her stroking her father's 
cock. When she tugged at it, pulling the man's body back down on the bed and 
closed her mouth over the dark head, the boy almost came. His teeth 
chattered and his cock squished in and out of her snug asshole. 

Mary Ann engulfed her father's cock and buried almost all of it in her 
mouth. The plum-shaped head. bumped the back of her throat and she twisted 
her head, trying to get it farther down her throat. Her head bobbed up and 
down over the pulsing dick. Pussy juice-and come dribbled down over the 
boys' balls and made wet sounds as he-pounded his cock into her asshole. His 
body stiffened and he shivered. A whimper escaped his parted lips. . 

Mary Ann thrashed and jerked as she felt the first scalding spurt of the 
boy's Come in her asshole, Her mouth slurped at her father's cock and her 
body jerked, with the first waves of a climax. She whimpered and smacked 
around the cock as the other one filled her clutching asshole with thick 
come. 

The boy collapsed' onto her back, his skin damp with perspiration. His prick 
remained lodged in her asshole as he lay panting on top of her. She worked 
furiously over her father's throbbing cock. He lunged upward, driving it 
deep into her throat, his hands grasping her head, holding it immobile as he 
fucked her slurping mouth. 

"That's it, baby! Suck Daddy's cock! Suck it all the way!" he urged, his 
hips lifting to drive his swollen tool into her open throat. 

The man let out a groan and stiffened. His back arched and his muscles went 
rigid. He shivered and shuddered for a long moment and then his cock pumped 
scalding strong come into Mary Ann's gulping throat. 

Mary Ann found that she was in the almost continuous throes of climax. Her 
body thrashed and her cunt spasmed. 

She lifted her head. She gasped for breath. Her eyes were glazed and her 
muscles flinched with the waves of pleasure and passion that shot through 
her. Bobby sat staring at her, his hand stroking his hard cock. She looked 
at him and licked her come-smeared lips. 

Joey groaned and rose shakily. His cock eased from her soggy asshole and he 
rolled from her back and sat on the bed. She didn't even look at the boy. 
She scrambled across her father's heaving body and clutched Bobby's cock. 
She surveyed the long, veined shaft and the dark blunt head and she moaned. 

Bobby's cock throbbed in her hand. Where do you want to stick it?" she 
asked. Bobby looked at her in surprise for a moment. 

Then he looked at her closely. He recognized the symptoms. He had seen them 
several times before. 

She was about to have a fucking however you want it." His reply triggered 
her passion. 

She swung her leg over his hips and lowered her cunt to the plum-shaped head 
of his cock. Drops of come and pussy-juice dripped over it as she came down 
on it. Her cunt gaped open, swallowing up his cock in one-slippery, hot 
motion. 

Mmmm!" she hummed as her cunt lips touched his belly. 

Slowly, she rocked back and forth, her cunt walls tugging at his cock, her 
ass brushing back and forth over his balls. Her finger clutched his. arms, 
her fingernails digging into his muscles. Her shiny, damp breasts swung up 
and down with each roll of her hips. She picked up speed, her hips flexing 
and hunching down on him. 

"Fill me full, Bobby!" she moaned. Her head fell back and her eyes clamped 
shut. Her mouth flew open. "Fill my slimy coot full of come!" 

She jerked and rolled over him, her body strained to crest and explode in 
another climax. 

Bobby rode with her, his hips rising and falling with her rhythm. His whole 
crotch and inner thighs were wet with the juices that oozed from her cunt 
and asshole. 

The bed groaned and squeaked under the violent motion of the two bodies. The 
older man and the boy watched the couple slapping against each other. 
Suddenly, Mary Ann stopped and was very still. Her eyes popped open and she 
stared into space.-Her cunt lifted slowly from Bobby's cock, releasing a 
flood of Come from the slushy hole. The globs of slippery fluid slid down 
over his cock and balls, standing in puddles on his belly. 

Mary Ann looked down at the warm liquid and her body off her brother's. She 
dove at his crotch, mouth open, tongue extended. She lapped up first one 
puddle and then another until his belly, balls and cock were clean. She then 
turned her attention to his cock. It disappeared into her open mouth. Her 
throat worked furiously, her mouth making slurping, smacking sounds as she 
sucked hungrily at his throbbing rod. 

"Mmmphh!" she grunted as her own climax slammed through her. 

Her fingers squeezed at his balls as her mouth coaxed and sucked his cock. 
Bobby watched and moaned as he neared the exploding point. He slammed his 
cock to the hilt in her mouth and hovered in an arch over the bed. His legs 
trembled and his ass-cheeks clenched. A long, hot stream of come spewed into 
her open throat and the woman whimpered around the pumping cock. Again and 
again her mouth was filled, and again and again she gulped the strong hot 
come down. 

Exhausted" Bobby pushed her still-sucking mouth from his-throbbing cock and 
fell in a panting heap on the bed. Mary Ann whimpered and licked her 
come-smeared lips. She looked around at the boy and the older man. 

"Oh, Daddy! I need more cock!" she wheezed. He looked at her and opened his 
band. His cock lay limp in his palm. With a whine she looked at Joey. 

"Come fuck, Mommy!" 

The boy gazed at her, his cock half hard. She licked her lips and lay back 
on the bed, her head resting on Bobby's legs and her legs over the tops of 
her father's legs. The boy scrambled over onto her and started to stop 
between her spread thighs. Her hands caught him and pulled him upward, "In 
the mouth!" she instructed. 

Joey positioned himself over her, sitting back on her spongy breasts, His 
pulsing cock-head touched her open lips. She jerked him. forward, burying 
his cock in her mouth, She moaned and laved the tube of flesh with her snake 
shaped tongue. He gurgled and began fucking her sucking mouth. 

His cock made long raking strokes against the roof of her mouth and her 
tongue. Her hands cupped his buttocks, pulling him into her mouth and then 
stopping him from pulling his cock completely out of her mouth. 

The boy hunched his hips in long rolling strokes, taking full advantage of 
the wet friction of her mouth. Her tongue caressed the sensitive underside. 
of the shaft with each lunge. He began to moan and push his cock deeper. She 
tugged at his ass, encouraging him. His hips jerked forward and he trembled. 

"Aaaaaahhhhhgggnnn!" Joey's cry echoed in the small room. 

Mary Ann rammed his bucking cock to the hilt in her mouth and opened her 
throat. Thick hot streams of come exploded from him and she gulped them down 
greedily. Without hesitation, she swallowed spurt after spurt of his strong, 
hot fluid. 

Shivering with the final stream, Joey groaned and fell to one side, his cock 
popping from his mother's mouth and pulling a long string of come from her 
lips. She licked it back into her mouth and whimpered. 

The woman. lay on her back, her vacant eyes staring at the ceiling, her 
mouth working slowly. 

Smeared come glistened on her lips and chin. Her hairy cunt drooled globs of 
the thick white fluid. Her legs were splayed open, her knees drawn up. The 
lips of her cunt gaped open, exposing the dark wet inner lips. Her clit 
stood red and swollen at the-top of her slit. 

"A cock! A cock!" she rasped in a husky whisper. 

Her fingers slid down across her trembling belly and scooped the slippery 
globs of come from her cunt. She smeared the thick fluid over her belly and 
breasts, rubbing it in slowly. 

She rolled over and looked at the two older men. Her father lay with his 
eyes closed, his limp cock between his legs. Bobby looked back at her and 
she saw a pulse run through his half-hard cock. She smiled and rolled off 
the bed and stood on unsteady legs. She left the room and wobbled to the 
kitchen. She returned to the bedroom with an empty glass. Clutching it in 
her hand, she crawled across the bed to Bobby's prone body and wrapped her 
fingers around his cock. 

Slowly stroking the throbbing tool, she watched it with glassy eyes, her 
lips moving in silent words. Her brother watched her, his eyes showing his 
confusion. She stroked his cock with determination, holding the glass a few 
inches away. 

"Come for me, Bobby, please!" she whispered, her eyes never leaving his 
cock. 

Her fingers were working their magic; stirring his cock to rock hardness. He 
moaned softly and lay back, closing his eyes and .surrendering to her 
demands. His hips began to flex and lift. Her hand speeded up, massaging the 
dark blunt head. He gasped and lunged up against her hand. His back arched 
and his legs trembled. 

Mary Ann smiled and drew the glass to his cock, tipping it. He groaned and 
shuddered. Long streams of come splashed into the glass, She milked his cock 
gently until he gurgled and pushed at her hand. 

Her head dropped and she quickly licked the last clinging drops from his 
cock and then rose and turned to her father. The older man had opened his 
eyes to watch what was transpiring between his children. His cock had 
started to rise when he realized what her intention was. Her fingers closed 
around his swelling cock. 

"Now, Daddy, it's your turn," she whispered. Her eyes fixed on his cock, she 
repeated the act, stroking and caressing his cock. He watched for a moment 
and then succumbed to her fingers, His cock throbbed to full length and .she 
milked and stroked until his body shook and his cock lurched in her hand. 
The glass Caught the spewing come. As the last of it dribbled into the 
glass, she leaned over and cleaned the plum-shaped head, and she smiled up 
at him. 

Joey was ready for her. He knelt on the bed, his hand stroking his cock, 
slowly and methodically, His eyes were glazed and wide. She pushed his hand 
away and took up his rhythm. 

"And now my baby's," she whispered. 

Her fingers stroked and rubbed the length of the rigid young dick, urging it 
to the exploding point. The boy began to shake, his hips flexing. He lunged 
forward against her hand and whimpered. 

"Ooooooooh!" she crooned as his cock spurted streams of hot white come into 
the glass. 

Emptied, he sank back and she licked him clean. 

Releasing his still-pulsing cock, she rose-to her knees between the three 
males and held the glass aloft. With a strange glint in her eyes and a wide 
smile, she-silently toasted each of them, swirling the glass slowly. .She 
tipped the glass. The thick come slid down. She swallowed slowly, savoring 
the mixed taste of the three different loads. 

Still warm, the thick fluid slid down her throat. 

Her body shivered in climax after climax as she drank the contents of the 
glass. The three males watched, transfixed, She came almost with each 
swallow. Her hips flexed-and trembled, her cunt drooling. 

Tilting-the glass almost straight up, the last drops slid into her gaping 
mouth. She moaned and collapsed into a quivering heap, her legs jerking with 
the intensity of her passion. 

The three men watched, slightly astounded. She shivered and jerked, her 
mouth agape, her eyes clamped shut. A drop of come trickled from the comer 
of her mouth. 

 CHAPTER ELEVEN 

"Your mother has loved to fuck ever since she was a little girl," Bobby told 
Joey. The four of them sat at the small kitchen table, Still naked. 

The boy looked at his mother. "How old were you when you first started?" 

Mary Ann smiled and paused in thought for a moment. "About eleven, when I 
first started playing with sex. I didn't lose my cherry until over a year 
later. Your uncle Bobby took care of that little chore." A smile crossed her 
lips again as she thought of the' past. 

"And that got her started, It wasn't long after she lost her cherry that I 
was fucking her," her father said. 

The boy looked from one to the other. His eyes were still a little wide with 
disbelief.. His mother and her fatter and her brother and now him. He 
grinned and shook his head slowly. 

Mary Ann drained her Coffee cup and set It aside. Surveying the three men, 
she felt the, warm fires of position beginning to glow deep inside her body. 
She pushed her chair back and stood. 

"Now, there is, one more thing I want." Her voice was subdued but firm. 

"What?" Bobby asked, looking up at her. 

"All three of my men inside me at once." She watched their reaction. 

For a moment there was none and then Joey reacted. His cock rose and pulsed 
as he looked up into her face and thought about what she had in mind. Bobby 
smiled and nodded. 

"You never get enough, do you?" her brother asked. 

"Never!" Her long fingers combed the curly hair at her crotch her eyes 
looking heavy lidded from one to the other. "And I don't want to fuck on the 
table, either." 

Joey was the first on his feet and followed her to her bedroom. Bobby and 
her father were close behind. Joey was stretched out on the bed when the two 
men entered the room. Mary Ann leaned over the boy and stroked his young 
cock to full hardness quickly. Without a word, the woman crawled astraddle 
of her son and lowered her dripping cunt to the head of his jerking cock and 
sank slowly over it. He sighed as the warm wet hole engulfed his pulsing 
rod. 

Bobby looked at her. full ass and thought for a minute, trying to decide 
which end of her body he wanted to slip his already swelling cock into. 

"I want yours in my asshole, Bobby," she instructed. She punctuated the 
sentence with a soft grunt as she settled over the full length of Joey's 
cock. "And Daddy's in my mouth." 

Bobby grinned and stepped up behind her upturned ass. His strong fingers 
spread the full cheeks, exposing the puckered brown hole. His dark cock 
bobbed as he eased it between the full firm hemispheres. He pressed it 
against the ring of muscle. 

"Oooooooh!" Mary Ann crooned as she felt the blunt head of her brother's 
cock press into her tight asshole. She sighed as he pushed harder and 
pierced her sphincter. His cock slid into her, filling the snug hole. The 
cock in her asshole and the one in her cunt rubbed against each other 
through the thin wall of flesh separating them. 

Her father rounded the bed and knelt in front of her. His cock pulsed Slowly 
in its half-hard state. She smiled and lowered her mouth to it. Her red lips 
opened and caught the dark end of it. She sucked and scooped with her 
tongue, pulling the spongy tube into her throat. 

Lust and passion rolled into her already foggy mind. She wiggled against the 
two cocks in her lower end and sucked hungrily at the one in her mouth. Her 
hands tugged-at her father's hips, urging him to fuck her mouth, His cock 
began to swell to full length and he took her urging. His hands held her 
head and he thrust his throbbing cock into her throat. A humming moan 
escaped from her throat and vibrated around his plunging cock. 

Mary Ann's body rocked to and fro with the lunges of three cocks. Her body 
openings filled with hot, hard flesh, she abandoned herself to the lust and 
passion that boiled deep in her belly. A vague feeling crept into her mind 
that she was merely a tube with each end filled with cock and when they 
spurted their load, the come would blend together. 

Joey began to whimper under her, his hips lifting to P his young cock just a 
little deeper. His hands clutched at her rolling hips ... Bobby' pounded his 
cock into her asshole, rubbing it against the boy's through the thin 
partition of flesh between the two holes. 

"Uh! Uh! Mom! Mom! Aaaaannnnngggghhhh!" the boy cried and arched his body up 
against hers. 

He shuddered and strained and Mary Ann felt the splash of liquid heat 
filling her spasming cunt. She had been running from one climax to another 
and with the spew of his come she slammed into another, more intense than 
the previous ones. 

Bobby's hands cupped her large spongy breasts, squeezing and pinching in 
rhythm with his thrusts. His belly slapped her ass cheeks as he drove his 
swollen cock to the hilt in her snug hole. His breath was a sharp grunt with 
each lunge. His fingertips dug into her breasts and he rammed his cock into 
her with total abandon. Through the fog of her climaxes, she knew that he 
was on the brink of filling her asshole with his juice. 

Her brother's cock seemed to be gouging at her very core. Her asshole 
squeezed his cock and he crammed it to the hilt. A low wailing moan' escaped 
his clenched teeth. His knees buckled and his muscles went rigid. Mary Ann 
pushed back against him and pulled her father's cock deep into her throat. 
Bobby's cock began to pump come into her ass and she shivered with her own 
intense climax. 

Her father's hands clutched at her head, tugging at it. His hips flexed he 
fucked her drooling, hot mouth. He pushed his cock-head into her throat and 
paused as she squeezed the underside of his cock with her tongue. In and 
out, he slid his cock, building speed as he felt the first surge of his 
climax rising from his balls. 

"Uuuuuugggnnnnn!" the older man whimpered and lunged one final time. His 
cock jerked in her throat and a thick stream. of hot come squirted into her 
mouth. 

Mary Ann moaned and gurgled around the pumping cock, her body humming with 
the waves of pleasure that her climax brought. Bobby's cock spewed its final 
burst of come into her asshole and he stood behind her, trembling with the 
intensity of his pleasure. Her father's cock fired its final spurt and he 
hung for a moment in the final throes. 

Cocks-slid out of her orifices and bodies rolled away from hers. She fell 
off Joey and lay on her back gasping for air, her face shiny with come, her 
ass and her cunt drooling come. The three males lay around panting for air. 

Mary Ann lay inert, the three orifices of her body oozing come. Her face and 
the inside of her thighs were smeared with the slippery fluid. Her eyes 
fluttered open and she sighed softly. Her large breasts heaved With her 
breathing, the nipples still rigid. 

"You okay, Mom?"" Joey asked. 

"Mmmmmm," she moaned in reply. 

"She looks almost satisfied," Bobby injected. "Uh-uh!" Mary Ann denied. She 
rose shakily and surveyed the three males. Her eyes went from one wet cock 
to another. Her pink tongue licked her full red lips slowly and she gazed at 
Bobby's cock. 

"No way!" He shook his head as he spoke. 

Her father rolled off the bed and walked shakily toward the bathroom before 
she could look to him. She turned her eyes to her son. 

"How about my baby?" she asked softly. 

Joey gazed back at her. His cock pulsed and began to rise in answer to her 
question. She smiled and reached for the boy. Pulling him toward her, she 
guided his hand to her slushy, come-smeared cunt. His fingers sliced between 
the gooey lips and massaged her hard little clit. Mary Ann groaned and 
reached for his cock. 

"Oooooooh, yes! Rub it, baby!" she crooned. Her slim fingers stroked the 
length of his growing cock, urging it to its full length. It throbbed and 
swelled against her palm. Her lips came to his and her tongue probed hotly 
into his open mouth. Her breath was hot on his cheek and her fingers tugged 
at his cock with a frenzy. 

His fingers dug into her pussy, stroking and rubbing the sensitive and 
tender flesh, working her into a froth of passion. She moaned into his mouth 
and leaned slowly back, pulling him with her. She landed on her back, her 
legs splayed open. He fell between his thighs, his cock slicing down through 
her hot, slippery cunt-lips. A soft croon escaped her open mouth. 

"Stick it in!" she rasped. 

The boy followed her instructions, pushing his jerking rod into the molten 
hole. A soft growl from her throat punctuated his penetration. Her legs came 
up and circled his waist, her feet locking behind his hips. 'With a grunt, 
he plunged his cock to the hilt and caught one of her nipples between his 
teeth . 

"Ooooooh, yes, fuck me!" she gasped. Her fingers clawed at his young back, 
her feet spurring at his ass. 

His cock began to work in and out of her, slowly, his balls bumping her wet 
asshole with each stroke. Mary Ann grunted with each thrust and arched up to 
meet him. Her cunt flexed and clenched at his pistoning cock, milking it 
like a hot wet hand. 

"Uuuuuhhhh!" she rasped as the first surge of pleasure skipped through her 
body. Her ass lifted and she hovered above the bed as the waves of climax 
built deep within her. 

"Oh, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" she wailed. 

Joey gave over to his passion and abandoned himself to his desires. His 
young body worked over hers as he plunged his gorged cock in and out of her 
clutching hole. His balls spasmed and a tremble ran through his ass and up 
his spine. He whimpered and drove his cock to the hilt one final time." 

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" his mother rasped as she felt the first spurt of his 
scalding come. 

Her body shook and she jerked as he filled her convulsing hole with his hot 
come. Again and again she felt the splashing warmth fill her and ooze out 
around his jerking rod. With a low groan, he collapsed, spent. " 

She cuddled his trembling body and rode the ebbing waves of her own climax. 
Holding him, she relished the damp heat of his body and-the throb of his 
cock inside her. 

He rolled off her and sighed hoarsely. She felt a body settling onto hers. 
Opening her eyes, she found her father's smiling face above hers. His cock 
pushed into her still-pulsing cunt. She smiled and circled his neck with her 
arms and his waist with her legs. His cock sank slowly into her, filling and 
spreading her cunt walls. 

Her head went back and a smile of ecstasy spread across her face. The soft 
wet sounds of his fuck came to her ears and the heat of his body filled 
hers. She moaned so and rose to meet her father's thrusts. 


THE END
